#and i dont look like a 'man'- dnt know how to word it any better. regardless of how i try and present it isn't 'right'

[arcadequeerz]

Sometimes I wonder if I'm allowed to be as scared as I am with everything that's going on.

[oh-for-fic-sake]

Dress Codes,Nooky And  Cock Blocks

Masterlist

Henry tries to be a white knight and realizes Kal is to smart for his own good.

Request/Prompt: Henry and Kal meets you from work after having a bad day. Playing with Kal to make Henry jealous. Shutting kal out for some nooky but Kal sits outside the door barking and howling.

Warnings: Smutty Almost Smut! Fluff, Swearing

A/N: so this has combined two ideas one of which is from the lovely @being-worthy This was going to be a Pooh bear chapter two but hasn't quite fit the bill. Anyway I hope you all enjoy.  P.S I 100% belive Kal would be a little shit!!!

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This was a fucking piss take your manager was an asshole! You huffed about the office still trying to process the stupidity he just fucking spouted at you. You moved to the ladies room phone in hand ready to vent locking yourself in a stall fingers poised to rant in a long ass text message but you froze. Henry was home well at the gym to be more specific. He was over the moon having just snagged the role of Geralt of Rivia and had been working tirelessly on bulking up for the role especially now that he was getting the dates for shooting. You paused taking a deep breath. No. You cant vent to him and ruined his day to. You growled and moved leaving the bathroom slamming the door thankful that you only had another hour, at least the prick had the decency to wait until the end of the day.

You through your phone down into the bag sitting at your desk for a few moments. You cast your eyes over the computer screen seeing the little bimbo...His little bimbo Stacey there was an office romance between your asshat of a manager and this little blonde. She ran about the office in small tight skirts hair immaculate and thick makeup smeared across her face and fuck me glasses that were an accessory not prescription like yours. She had a snug fitted blouse and pencil skirt on flitting about the office in some dangerous looking heels. More feminine? Was you supposed to jump up and say 'yes sir of course Sir, anything to keep this job sir' then flutter your lashes at him?.

Fuck that, and fuck this be more feminine bullshit, there was no written dress code and as far as things had gone you were doing your job pretty damn well and you didn't need heels to do it!

You scowled seeing the blonde slip out followed by your manager it mus be time fore their discrete get away a make out in the copier room...How original. You sighed clicking your mouse scanning through the next lot of appointments...No more today but there was a shit tonne tomorrow. You sighed getting down...Was your job really on the line over skirts,  makeup and heels? Sure you were on probation but they couldn't sack you for breaking a non existent dress code...Could they.honestly you wouldn't put it past Dave he seemed to have some fucked up traditional views.

Your attention was quickly drawn down to your phone buzzing you smiled seeing it was Henry quickly tapping the notification.

'Bbe you still at the office?? Miss you! 😘😘' You smiled softly heaving a deep breath then began typing.

'Yep still here not for long though finish in 1hr thank god 😘😘 u 2 at the gym still??' You sent the text and got a reply pretty quick you smiled he must have left the gym to reply so quick. Your thoughts wandered a daydream of the huge glorious man puffed out and sweaty ugh yes that's what you needed right now your man to just ruin you fuck the stress and doubt right out of you!. Your eyes scanned the new text he had sent pulljng you out of your raunchy thoughts.

'No just left walking Kal around the park he got a bit excited need to wear him out, so have a good day?'

'😂 good luck with that. And its been okay...G2g shopping after apparently I need to dress more feminine😒😒 so will be home late' You frowned hearing the two love birds enter the office again wrapped up around one another professionally you rolled your eyes as the blonde pulled away from your manager giggling and made her way to the computer opposite you instantly reaching for her compact mirror trying to correct the smeared lipstick across her face. Your phone pinged and you looked down face lighting up a little seeing the anger emojis. Henry felt the same ass you.

'😡😡🤬WTF? wats tht sppsd 2 mean?' you cringed maybe you should have just kept your mouth shut but it was too late now you sighed trying to placate him.

'I need to wear skirts and shit...be an office bimbo no big deal🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️ just get a few skirts thts all' you typed back his reply was immediate almost as if he'd been typing the same time as you. Wincing you prepared yourself for the worse, Henry was a very protective man and you knew he hated the whole gender roles thing.

'😡😡You dnt need makeup and shit!! ur gorgeous dnt u listen to that wanker!! Can't u leave early?? Say ur going shopping?? Just get out of there! please love dnt let this get 2 u!!🥺🥺 I love u, ur perfect!!😍😘😘😍' You grinned got flushing rereading the words a warmth in your chest. You knew that he meant every word. Stacey looked over with a smirk snapping the compact shut and pointed a false nail in your direction.

"Oh? Is that a blush? Who are you texting? Someone cute?" You flicked your eyes up to her you didn't have anything against her per say but you were different people, she was all Instagram, kardashians and trending and you were all gaming, books and cosy pajamas. You never really spoke to her if you could help it.

"Err yeah...My boyfriend" you admitted looking down seeing another text from him. Another round of compliments and reassuring words lit up your screen.

'I mean it bbe I know u! dnt beat urself up over it! Dont u let him get 2 u!😘😘' you smiled softly yes he did know you and he knew this had not only made you angry but also insecure. You thought you looked good at work you always made a point to look 'put together' but it wasn't enough?

"Ooo was that him again? You never told me you had a boyfriend! Is he new? How long have you been together? What does he do? Whats he saying!?" You gulped as she got up quickly scuttling around the desk as fast as she could in her heels and skirt.

"We've been together a few years...He's just asking me to leave early and catch diner with him but I don't think Dave would like that..." Stacey's face lit up and she beamed at you. She was happy to have something else to gossip about.

"Oh! that’s so sweet~ he wants to steal you away for dinner! You know I wish Dave would do that but he only really pays attention to me at work....So does this sweet mystery man have a name?" You looked up at her tilting your phone away a little so she didn't see Henry's on going threats of 'coming down there and teaching Dave some manners by ripping his tongue out his ass' you shook your head as you caught the ass end of a long text full of emojis...You sort of regret teaching him the meanings of them....Was that an eggplant in the middle?.

"Henry...His name is Henry and he's an actor" Stacey squealed cupping her face completely excited for some reason.

"Oh that's so cute! You know its always you shy ones that nab yourselves the boho guys...You know I always wanted to date the 'boho' type myself but never did, they were all to....Just not my type I like clean cut guys, you know ones who fill out a suit" You squinted what the fuck was she getting at? You schooled your features standing taller quickly and made your own little dig.

"Like Dave?" she flushed and nodded excitedly missing the whole sarcastic droll over your words. She clapped her hands completely missing the fact you were poking fun at the scrawny 'stud' sleazeball who Henry could easily snap over his thigh if he wanted to.

"Yes just like my Dave~! Ugh anyway do you have a pic...Come ooon! Let me see your man~" you sighed tilting your head to her...She was pretty harmless...And dippy so it shouldn't do any harm she didn't strike you as the type of person to watch Henry's movies so shouldn't recognize him. You nodded sweetly it was actually a little fun you rarely got to show off your man,  most people who knew him knew you were dating. You twisted the phone eying the screen and froze seeing the last texts he sent you whilst you spoke to Stacey.

'Have you got out early??🧐🧐'

'Babe don't ignore me!😤😤 Is he still there!?😡'

'Woman you better answer me! Stop ignoring me bbe it wont help😤😤'

'Im serious y/n do I need to chat with him? Do you want me to help?🧐🧐'

'Look out the window'

"Oh hell no!" you huffed out under your breath then stood up scrabbling to the large office window Stacey followed you alarmed. You freaked and quickly opened the window poking your head out to scream at your sweet but very dappy boyfriend. As irritated as the texts were he didn't look it, well until you really looked he was tense and it wasn't just because Kal was puling excitedly.

"Oh my god?! HENRY?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!....GET OUT OF THE GOD DAMNED ROAD!!" lone behold when you looked down you saw Henry standing there with a huge bouquet of Roses and a bag you suspected held a box of chocolates, Kal was barking up at you spinning in circles and jumping up super excited almost dragging the huge man over in all the excitement. It would seem the walk was not enough to wear out the bear. Henry grinned up at you you heard Stacey from beside you gasp.

"Holy shit is that your boyfriend??" you turned to her and smiled smugly to her nodding then glanced back down to him seeing him quickly navigate the people bustling around the car park heading for the doors. You froze. You can't let him up here he sounded angry earlier...He'd kill Dave. You ran back to your desk quickly logging off the pc and snatching up your bag.

"Where do you think your going y/n?" Dave called after you you stopped seeing him there arms crossed giving you the filthiest look he could muster seeing your bag slung over your arm then there was the distinct buzzing of someone Henry at the door trying to be buzzed in. You pointed to the door opening our mouth to fake sickness or something but was interrupted.

"Oh Dave leave her alone...All the times she's here early let her go early for once, we don't need her anymore today and it means we get the office to ourselves for an hour~" your eyes bugged out as Stacey came to your aid fluttering her lashes to your manager. He heaved a sigh and nodded to the door in a 'get out of here' motion.

You smiled quickly darting out down the stairs to the ground floor seeing Henry standing there unimpressed finger holding the button down in one long irritating ring. You shook your head at him through the glass as he held the button.

You slapped the exit button opening the door and Henry tried darting past you into the building chest puffed shoulders ready to give your boss a piece of his mind but you caught the frightening man by his ridiculous bulging bicep. You spun with him digging your heels into the worn carpet.

"No no no! Henry no!" he carried on to the stairs dragging you with him passing you the roses and Kal's lead as the dog bounced around you both yipping like the over excited pup he was. Henry had hoped filling your hands would give him time to jump up a few steps out of your reach so he could have a chat with Dave about this whole misogynistic bullshit. Henry swore when you scampered behind him hooking your arms around his forearm and leant back, if he moved you'd drop like a rock and up the few steps as you both were, you'd hurt yourself. He stopped heaving a deep sigh looking to you.

"Just five minuet's babe is all I need! fucking feminine my ass he just wants to oogle your peach of an ass!! And that's not- that ass is mine!! fucking no one NO ONE fucking upsets my baby!" Your body flushed skin prickling at the shear alpha tone the possessive growl that seeped into his words made you tremble swallowing dryly you managed to shake it off and focused on the task at hand fucking could come later for now you needed to stop him from ripping your manager a new one. You moved crouching down bearing your weight down giggling at him as he still tried to thunder up the stairs. Kal helped to pulling at his lead it was a joint effort.

"Henn love?! I'll be sacked if you go up there and make Dave piss himself! Please lets just go home it's Friday I can find a few things over the week end for now can we please leave" he stopped and looked up to the brown ceiling and flickering light sigh he clicked his tongue then looked to you slowly with a heavy breath.

"....Fine, but next time I'm having him!" you smiled finding his protective side arousing your tummy clenching just knowing you big strong man could rinse the little twat upstairs made your pussy clench you always had a thing about strong men and Henry was the most physically fit you'd ever met. You somehow managed to coax him out of the door in the direction of home taking a detour picking up a Chinese on the way.

You giggled rolling around the floor with Kal. after a quiet dinner and snuggle with Henry you had been ushered away so he could do his nightly reading of his new script.You didn't mind at all you loved seeing him so invested in his roles. you caught a glimpse of the red roses sitting proudly in a glass vase on the fireplace almost blocking the view of the tv but not quite. You loved this, just being home with your favorite boys enjoy a nice quiet night in. you scoffed mocking kal who was pulling hard on the black rope trying to out witt you with quick flicks of his head, playing tug with Kal was a workout huge as he was he had the weight and strength to out match even Henry. You did not stand a chance just holding onto the black rope hoping to slow him down but he was full of energy today.

Henry was sitting on the sofa feet up reading his witcher script pen in hand as he read his page, one a night was the deal. But honestly trying to pull him away from this particular script was a hell of a job fair enough he was trying to memorize lines and scribble down alternatives in the margins. It was sweet how excited he got, he already knew the character in and out so could already tweak things around so it felt like Geralt. He was happy had been chasing the role for a while so you didn't mind that preparing for it was taking up most of his time. but you were still horny from earlier and wouldn't complain to a night of nooky. But alas Henry was drawn in by the script and you were trying to find other ways to distract yourself from the bubbling arousal in your loins, like playing with Kal. But that’s not to say you wasn't going to tease your man, there were ways to get his attention~

You smirked putting a plan into action bending lower wriggling your ass, craning back so your shorts rode up just that little bit more. Then once in place you squealed loud gaining the mans attention as Kal tugged dragging you across the floor growling playfully bouncing his weight back jerking you around, it was only then that Henry grunted in annoyance, your voice had been high he loved you keeping Kal entertained he really did, but sometimes he needed a little quiet. Especially when he was trying to concentrate.

"You know if I keep this up I'll have bigger muscles then you~" you giggled out a you tried to hold your own against the mighty bear. Henry smiled and watched shaking his head as Kal dragged you under his legs to the free space on the side of the coffee table. As much as he was trying to concentrate you could never get on his nerves for long, he just loved you to damn much. Henry frowned as you were pulled again wincing anticipating an accident as Kal was definitely getting to invested in the game.

"Or a dislocated shoulder" he commented as Kal did another particularly painful looking shunt and shook his head side to side still growling loud around the toy. It was then that he looked at you properly and what he saw made the man pause and suck in a breath air getting trapped in his throat at the innocently erotic sight. Seeing you bent over any time was a pleasure but here and now? Bouncing deliciously on your knees being half dragged about the living room added another dimension to the whole thing. Your arms and back stretched out low on the floor spine arched slightly, sitting with your knees tucked under you, the bouncing making your ass jump deliciously.

Two full ass cheeks peeking out of you short shorts as Kal carried on his jerky movements. You bit your lip grunting and tugged back pulling with all your might successfully gaining a few inches which Kal stole back and more making you yelp and moan as you were sprawled out on the carpet again. This time dragged up on your knees into a position he he spent many nights enjoying to his fullest. were you doing this on purpose? he wouldn't put it past you...Maybe you needed a fuck, a proper fuck.

Henry couldn't help the twitching in his groin, the first tremors as he got a front row seat to the two perfect globes of your ass seemingly clapping against one another with the shorts acting like a thong shucked up your ass. Fuck you wasn't wearing Knickers again. Little fucking minx. He lowered his feet to the floor now far to invested in watching you roll around in the tiny shorts. swept up in the way your body swayed taunting him. you turned to him with a sly smile and sent him a quick wink that he almost missed.

He gaped at you, you were doing it on purpose!! His script laid completely forgotten on his lap as he watched you turn back to Kal innocently dipping down low again shoulders to the floor stretched out taught in front of you face tucked into your arm as Kal fought you for the coveted rope. God...It had been a while since he fucked you like that. He licked his lips. Too long in the busy days since snagging the witcher role he had only had time for a two quickies. Two fumbled quickies in three weeks and they wasn't even that good. Well not his usual hour long foreplay teasing and touching then good few rounds. They were just a flurry of fast rutting motion's, less fucking more jerking trying to finish as quickly as you could just wanting that high. he bit his lip watching you watch him out of the corner of your eye definitely teasing him.

"Babe come here~" You froze and twisted your head back you knew that tone.Grinning knowing you'd got your way you looked seeing Henry eyeing you hungrily biting his lip tilting his head, legs spread wide making his thighs bulge in what should be a loose set of black shorts but actually became skin tight on this Goliath of a man. You flushed under the gaze but managed to hold into the rope not giving the still pulling pup an inch. His eyes were a dark ocean blue pupils nearly swallowing the color completely, you wondered how far you could push him. you pouted at him before teasing him further opening your legs wider letting the material of your shorts almost completely disappear.

"Henry...I'm playing with Kal-" he squinted at you then quirked a brow before shaking his head snapping shut the folder holding the script and let it drop to the floor by his foot with a decisive thump. You gulped. But didn't move instead you heaved back pulling the Akita across the floor.

"Babe...Come here Kal's had his playtime..." you rolled your eyes hearing the silent 'now I want mine' sometimes he was a man child. You twisted your head to him with a flutter of your lashes and cheeky grin.

"Well I'm playing with Kal you have to wait your turn-HEY? HENRY THAT’S CHEATING!?" You yelped as Henry quickly bolted up right and stomped on the rope whilst using his considerable size and strength to pull you up off the floor making you release the toy.

"Well that’s enough playing with Kal, time to play with me. I wont be cock blocked in my own house by the dog~" you giggled as Henry quickly began climbing the stairs laughing kicking your feet, watching as Kal stayed two steps behind rope in his mouth excitedly following his parents, you were all going to play!. It was only when the dog found himself shut out of the bedroom did he realize you were in fact not going to be playing with him anymore tonight. you could hear the indignant huff through the door.

You wriggled as Henry fell onto the bed with you wrapped around him slowly devouring each other with deep kisses tongues and teeth roaming each other. It had been a good few weeks since you both explored one another properly. Henry pulled away chuckling at the soft scratches at the door. Kal was not impressed.

"Kal go lie down! We will be finished soon" Henry called out and ignored the high whines and more insistent scratching at the door and leaned over you sucking at your neck decorating it as he saw fit leaving marks of red and purple biting his mark into the crook of your neck then lower tracing a warm wet train over your thin shirt. You moaned clutching his waist trapping him between your thighs using the grip you had to rock up onto him trying to ease the burning in your core.

"Oh whats this? Someone is impatient considering she wanted to keep playing with Kal?" His voice came out as a deep rasp making you gasp cupping his face.

"You treating me with your Geralt babe?" He smiled latching onto your ear rocking down onto you drawing out soft mewls. You vaguely heard Kals whines become louder barks out side the door hearing the dog jump up pawing at the handle of the door trying to break in.

"Oh you like?~" You sighed quickly trying to rid your tshirt panting feeling just how wet your slit had got, you were embarrassingly wet considering you hadn't even done anything yet.

"Fuck yes~ oh god its so-ah fuck its so hot Henry~" he pulled back growling in the new low tone you hadn't known he was capable of, his large hands helped remove the tshirt throwing it across the room and latched onto your tits biting and sucking slow flicking his tongue across a pebbled nipple as his hands stripped you of your shorts. he chuckled seeing the damp patch, your arousal sticking to the material in one neat line.

"Oh you really do need me don't you love~" you nodded to him whining when he pulled back grunting a growl biting your boob and sucking harshly. You both moved in tandem rolling around the sheets grinding ,rocking ,biting and grunting both intent on ignoring the pup crying outside the door. He would wear himself out and get bored. Well that was the plan anyway.

Henry finally pinned you and descended on your core like a starving man given the sweetest fruit. You cried out fingers in his hair unsure what spurred on this heated frenzie but would happily indulge him. One thing you loved about him is he was always up for eating you out, the man thrived on it! He seemed to get a massive kick out of feasting on you until you came all over him. You grunted as he suckled on your bud teasing and twisting his supple lips across it Nipping you began to loose yourself panting and jerking up into his mouth chasing a sweet release you hadn't known you needed and then you heard it.

A deep loud echoing mournful howl. Even Henry stopped frowning up at you from between your legs. That was new, Kal wasn't a howly dog, he barked and yipped giving off the weirdest groans and moans. But never howled. You both burst out laughing unable to stop it as the howls were all over the place, loud and quiet raspy and uneven like Kal was an apprentice learning on the job.they were less 'howls' and more 'how-wo-wow-wo-wow' It was clear this was his first time but bless him he was trying to be the wolf of the house. You panicked as he began to get the hang of it and patted Henry's shoulder. he was still chuckling finding Kals new found voice hilarious.

"Quick stop him! If he learns that we'll never hear the end of it!" You chuckled pulling the thin sheet over you as Henry swore and quickly slinked off the bed racing to the door opening it stopping Kal in his tracks. The Akita smiled panted a few breaths thumped his tail on the floor then collected his rope entering, jumping on the bed without a care in the world.

"Babe?" You asked biting the inside of your cheek trying to stop the giggles as Henry began to scowl at the fluffy bear sprawling out on his side of the bed a flush building up his chest settling over his face. He cleared his throat.

You and Henry watched as Kal moved dropping the rope by your hand waiting for you to continue your game of tug. You flopped back in peels of laughter at Henry's face. The man looked amused and livid at the same time as realization struck. Kal, lovable cute baby boi Kal had just played Henry like a fiddle. You didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the fact your boyfriend, your chosen mate had just been outsmarted by a dog.

"Yes love?" He said none to happy with how things had turned out, here he was standing at the foot of his bed painful hard on and there you were naked and willing...In his bed...With Kal. This was not the plan.

"I hate to break it to you...But you've just been cock blocked in your own house by your dog....For a game of tug!" You giggled as you threw Henry's previous words back at him petting Kal who was still fiddling with the rope trying to make you grab it.

"No shit...Can we still fuck? I mean he can have my side! I'm gonna be on top of you anyway?" You gaped at him as he rounded the bed fulling intent on rolling on top of you sliding home. You held up your hand to him.

"Nope! No way am I fucking you next to Kal!" Henry ignored you crouching over you trying to lay you back down to finish what he started before being rudely interrupted by the Akita now in bed with his girlfriend.

"Oh babe why not? this is painful, look I'm going purple...Besides you started it its your responsibility~" he whined trying to bat away your pushing hands leaning in to capture you with a burning kiss. You dodged anticipating his next move, his kisses were always a sure fire way to make you completely melt and give in to him. you quickly twisted away throwing your legs over the side of the bed placing your hands either side of his naked hips, pressing him back as he still tried to gain on you. you swallowed looking up at him meeting his lopsided grin, trying to ignore the proud cock swaying in front of you almost tapping your heaving breasts.

"How about the shower? He's scared of the bathroom since his last bath?" Henry snapped his fingers and clapped face lighting up as he patted your hands slowly easing them off of him.

"Fuck yes! Babe you are a genius!" He moved over and kissed your face making you bat him away and then he turned to Kal wagging a finger at him.

"And you my four legged son are a pain in the ass!" You shook your head patting Kal as he tilted his head  he looked offended with his dads statement. You looked to the bathroom door as Henry's pert ass vanished around the door frame.

"Daddy didn't mean it baby boy~ you know how he is when he doesn't get his way...Just a spoiled man child~ he loves you really" Kal whined ears flattening  as he heard the shower switch on. You patted the dog with a sigh and got up padding across the bedroom to the en suit.

"Don't worry baby you stay there and daddy wont get you in the mean old shower~" you giggled scratching his ears as he huffed  in defeat. His daddy had got the better of him and the Akita wasn't pleased. He grumbled as Henry poked his head around the door frame wriggling his brows at you as you passed him getting a playful smack on the rear. then he faced the dog and stuck his tongue out childishly to the dog who huffed and turned around choosing to give you both a clear view of his ass.

[transmeds]

My apologies, another person in your replies said “Anon you realize that exact logic is and HAS been used to justify the deliberate misgendering of trans people, right” and I thought it was you. Anyhow, there is no reason to get so nasty, I’m just asking you to explain your thoughts on this since you frequently post in the tags with your opinions. Being a “boy” or a “girl” is a social role, not necessarily a gender. So, yeah, it’s possible to take on a different gender role than the one associated with your gender. Since roles are often conflated with gender, they tend to be used interchangeably. People who are PNC often use “wrong” pronouns to express their complicated relationship with gender identity. Aside from this, some people use certain pronouns for themselves because they simply enjoy them, which is their own prerogative. So, then, you’re against being PNC because 1) it’s too complicated for you personally to process and that is somehow deserving of your vitriol and 2) you feel that English grammar and syntax rules are more important than respecting people’s referential language? How is challenging language any different than challenging gender stereotypes, as one would do being GNC? Do you prioritize your comfort over the dignity of other transgender people, or do you seriously think that language is sacred? Words are created all the time and definitions change with their usage. It sounds that rather than even attempt to accommodate your brethren, you would prefer to latch on to the anti-PNC position so you have some excuse to not challenge your notions of “gendered” language. As a person with an auditory processing disorder myself that impacts my life greatly, that is not an excuse for you not to better yourself, even if it is difficult for you. Other people do not deserve your anger for simply existing with pronouns that challenging the status quo. If you *definitively and actively know* a person’s pronouns are contrary to their appearance or identity and you refuse to even try to refer to them properly, that is not an issue with processing, but with conflating pronouns with gender identity at the best and willfully choosing to disrespect them at the worst. That can’t be explained away by saying you have a processing disorder. Do not attempt to paint being PNC as ableist because you are unwilling to challenge your deep-seeded, actively obsolescent beliefs. Having a processing disorder makes people rely on context. If you are communicating with or about someone whose pronouns you know, PNC or otherwise, you have been provided the context. You are choosing to either ignore it for your own comfort and a lack of desire to improve yourself or because you think language is more important than people. If I’m wrong, prove it.

i didnt mean to get nasty i just dnt have a good concept of whats too mean n stuff.

i love that you consistently add more to what i am saying and look to deep into it to paint me as a bad person but i will get to that later. its hard to pay attention to one thing at a time but i will try 2 go in order.

being a boy or girl isnt a social role,, its just being a girl or boy?? like a kid female n kid male like. thats not a role thts a fucking.. way to describe someones gender when theyre a kid?? like i cannot even understand why i have to say that. wtf do u think being a girl/boy is?? its a way to describe someones gender, like pronouns. not a role or gender expression.

im not against it because its too complicated or that i want to disrespect ppls pronouns or something like that you want to put into my mouth. challenging a language is different than challenging gender rules because language was made with a purpose and one that still matters today. gender roles never served a solid purpose, them getting removed doesn't matter at all.

this is really pointless because youre going to keep refusing to recognize that language is important and that pronouns aren't something that you just use to make yourself happy, they are a tool in language that serve two singular purposes. to replace a name. and to describe the person in a gendered way. getting rid of gender should just mean getting rid of pronouns all together because they are pointless without any description of the person that they are being used for. because then you cant fucking tell who they're talking about at all. this is why robots struggle with pronouns :)

its funny to me that you add "appearance" to "identity" as if 1. they match. 2. that i at all ever said they have to watch appearance. if you didnt know im NOT PASSING. 3. as if appearance matters <3

this isnt about me wanting to be rude or not challenge gender roles or anything, im a very gnc man myself. this is about the fact that pronouns only real purpose is to tell you what gender someone is, not if they're masculine or feminine or just like the sound of them. this is why getting called "she/her" makes the majority trans men dysphoric, but why wearing dresses or having traditionally feminine roles won't make the majority of them dysphoric.

you clearly aren't listening to what im saying so i dont see why you insist on replying and putting things in my mouth from finding excuses like "someone else said it" to whatever youre going to make for trying to say i just dont like people who r pnc and am using processing an an excuse, instead of an example of why its important this time.

language isnt more important than people, but people can not exist as is without a way of communicating. trying to tear down communication because you dont like its rules just make what it is to be human harder to be. i cannot be myself to anyone else if there is no words to describe who i am in a strictly male or unrelated sense. there's a difference verison of you to every person you know, and you can't make it remotely accurate without the words to express it.

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Detective AU - Muriel x MC Chapter 3

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Chapter Three: Morality

Muriel lights a cigarette as soon as she’s locked the front door, turning the neon lights off as she hugs herself, arms wrapped around her torso and the heavy winter coat that covers her. She eyes the cigarette a moment, taking her bottom lip between her teeth, but says nothing, following him as they make their way down the street.

The only light is that of the street lamps and the soft glow of the cigarette, and he has half a mind to offer what’s left of it to her.

The half of his mind screaming at him to fork it over wins, and he holds the little burning stick to her. She eyes it, a bemused little smirk on her lips, before accepting the half smoked cigarette, “Thanks.”

He hesitates, unsure of what he ought to say, so he settles on a late, “Don’t mention it.”

She eyes him, obviously still thinking about what had just happened in her office, though he was certain she was trying to read his mind; tear him apart, bit by bit and understand just what the hell he was.

“I haven’t been out in...forever.” She smiles, a million miles away, “Thanks for letting me tag along.”

He’s blushing a thousand shades of red, he’s certain and lights himself another cigarette so he can busy his hands. Instead of saying anything smooth or suave or...charming, like the guys in the pictures, he says, “You don’t have to keep thanking me for everything.”

She rolls her eyes, sucking on the end of the cigarette with renewed vigor, “You sound like Asra.” He thinks of saying something along the lines of how they were raised together, but she continues, “I think that all the good people in this world deserve to be thanked for the good things they do.”

Immediately, he says, “I’m not a good guy.”

She arches a brow, challenging him, obviously not believing him in the slightest, “Really? You’ve given me no evidence to believe anything else.”

“You don’t exactly know me.”

She stops in the middle of the sidewalk, holding her arms out like she was the Christ, and says, “Okay. Prove me wrong.”

He tries not to smile, watching the way her eyes light up while she challenges him, “I’m gonna be late for work.”

She grins, smug as he’d ever seen any one person, “I don’t know if I believe in good and bad people, but I do think people are more inclined to one or the other.”

“And what makes you think I’m any good?”

She shrugs, “Asra trusts you, and you took me out to dance when I complained about missing it. So…” She tosses the butt of her cigarette into a puddle on the side of the road, “I think you’re a good person, and you deserve to be thanked.”

Muriel pouts, not willing to argue with her and not willing to believe that he was a good person, especially with the things he’s done. He pushes his hands into his pockets, letting the cigarette dangle from his lips, and he considers the idea that morality could really be so black and white.

It was unlikely, and the idea depresses him anyway.

They walk in awkward, companionable silence for a long minute, Muriel doing his best to come up with something to say to break the pause in conversation. He finishes his cigarette, considering lighting up another one right away, but thinks better of it.

“Tell me something about yourself, Muriel.” She prompts, wringing her hands together before explaining, “We’ve known each other for years, and I hardly know anything about you.”

He hesitates, and nearly refuses her completely. Instead, he mutters, “...like what?”

“Like…” She stretches the word far longer than she needed to, “what do you like to do in your spare time?”

Muriel furrows his brow, as if he genuinely didn’t know what he liked to do when he wasn’t working or sleeping, and realizes that that’s the extent of the things he does. “I have a dog.” He offers, hoping that that might satiate her questions for now, rather than her pressing him for more about him.

She is a detective, after all, and he should have known that as soon as he gave her an inch, she’d try to take a mile, “Really? So you like animals?” He can’t tell if she’s genuinely trying to be nice or if she’s picking his brain apart.

He shrugs, “Yeah.”

She bites her lip, and then asks, “Do you have a favorite flower?” She must realize that it’s an otherwise outlandish question and adds, “Asra told me you like to preserve them.”

He wonders just how much Asra’s told her about him, but by way of answering, he pulls out a small, pressed flower from his back pocket, and she pauses, looking it over with a soft smile, “Forget-me-nots.” He explains, feeling a little ridiculous for carrying the damn thing around and showing her.

She smiles, wide and bright and honest, and says, “It’s beautiful.”

He shoves it back in his pocket, embarrassment flushing across his face, and he shrugs, “It’s okay.”

She pauses again, racking her brain for another question, before settling on, “Is there anything you want to know about me?”

He asks the first question that comes to mind, “Where are you from?”

Shit. Shit, shit, shit.

“Oh, I don’t actually remember that. I get...flashes, you know? Little memories.” She shrugs, “Asra tried to tell me a couple of times, but whenever I start remembering things, I get these migraines that just…” She shakes her head and rolls her eyes, “kill me.”

Muriel swallows, hard enough for his Adam’s apple to bob, and he feels shitty for asking something about the one touchy thing, bringing up the worst possible subject he could have gone for. She doesn’t look offended, surprisingly, but that does little to quell the shame bubbling in Muriel’s chest. He feels like shit, like he ought to apologize, but the words turn to ash on his tongue, unsure of how she’d feel about that.

“What do you think of the whole...Nadia thing?” She asks, blessedly changing the subject. It’s something neither of them were too keen on brooching, but he found it favorable to the hole he’d dug himself in.

“I think it’s a case.” He shrugs, “It’s from a mob wife. You’ll be paid handsomely.” It was a no-brainer, considering the hole that she and Asra found themselves in, but the implications of the law gave her pause, for good reason.

They spend the rest of the walk in silence, and Muriel is thankful for that.

The Rowdy Raven lives up to its name, at least in the idea of being rowdy. It was loud, far more than Muriel would ever find himself comfortable with, but he had to afford food somehow, and working at this dump was the safest bet.

He isn’t surprised to see Dr. Devorak there as he slips in the back door, the detective only a step and a half behind him, and he sighs, knowing he’d have to kick him out within the hour if he got too, well, rowdy.

“What time do you get off?”

He realizes for the first time that she came with him with the intent of staying for the rest of the night. It was nine o’clock now, and he wouldn’t get off until five, and given the big day she had tomorrow, she needed to get some semblance of rest.

Fuck, he dug himself into a hole.

“Not until five.” He swears internally, wondering how he could have forgotten that she needed an escort home, and that he wouldn’t be there to protect her from Vesuvia, “But I’ll find someone to walk you home before then.” He promises, trying to think of someone, anyone who he knew well enough to bring her back to the office.

He’s not happy with who he comes up with, but he figures he has no other option.

She arches a brow, challenging him again, “You think I need someone to walk me home?”

It’s late, and he’s definitely not in the mood to argue with her over the fact that Vesuvia would chew her up and spit her back out, so all he does is hand her a few crumpled bills from his pocket and says, “Enjoy yourself. I’ll send someone soon.”

He’s gone before she can protest or complain, clocking in and taking his post by the front door, taking over for Brudmila, and she’s left inside, money in hand. Ultimately, she decides that the best idea is to make her way for the bar. Muriel gave her money, for some reason, and she figures she ought to enjoy herself tonight before whatever tomorrow was going to bring her.

“Can I have a mai tai, please?” She orders, feeling small, but she was determined to have a good time.

The bartender nods at her, accepting her money, and as she waits for her drink, she hears, “Well, well, well, what have we here?” She would have rolled her eyes, would have scoffed and ignored the man, had she not known exactly who the owner of the poorly masked Russian accent was.

Julian tries - he really does - to hide the fact that he wasn’t from the States, but despite of his many, many talents, hiding his native dialect was not one of them.

“How are the headaches, detective?” Julian asks, leaning against the bar.

She shrugs, smiling at her friend, “Tolerable. How’s work?”

“Steady.” Julian waves the bartender over and orders a Salty Bitter, “And yourself? How’s work?”

She thanks the bartender for their drinks and takes a long, well deserved drink from the mai tai, eyes widening reflexively, “Nonexistent. No one seems to be looking for anyone anymore.”

Julian scoffs, “No one knows where to look for their missing people.” Julian nudges her with his elbow, “You need to get out of that hole in the wall and into an actual job.”

She rolls her eyes, “Right, because those old geezers are gonna hire me.” She waves at herself harshly, “The best I’d get is to be a goddamn receptionist.”

Julian shrugs, “It’s actual work, though.”

He had a point.

She sighs, “I didn’t come here tonight to depress myself.”

He waggles his eyebrows, “You came with talk, dark, and broody, hm?”

“And I didn’t come to talk about him.” She cuts him off sharply, doing her best not to smile, “Dance with me, doctor?”

“Gladly.”

Muriel has to break up a fight between two assholes within the first half hour of his shift, but it doesn’t stop him from keeping tabs on her, making sure that she’s alright. He doesn’t want to over stept, and certainly doesn’t want to send her home with Doctor Devorak, considering how drunk he knew the doctor was bound to get.

When he sees them dancing, he notices just how good they look together.

He tries to focus on his work.

[andronauts]

more feelings on roy endoza/dnd

yeh so as expected i already knew how shitty i was gonna feel after the last session

pretty much was talking abt this shit forever ago but YKNOW people still think i didnt “expect ppl to react like this” or “didnt consider ppls feelings” bRUHHHHHH............ OF COURSE I DID........

i had a lot of stupid moments as a player that i wish i remembered in time but its kind of too late for it now ig. and im not talking about my godmove play about using my godtier artifact as a powermove for my own personal mission no im not talking about that stupid moment bc i honest to god think that was a powermove on the campaigns part. on behalf of the party it was a shitty move on behalf of the gods and the villain himself it was a fucking powerplay so yeah. very double edged sword that also heals as well.

anyways. i have a lot to word abt... im still upset! i have been about this specific scenario happening ive literally been crying about this scenario since february so like idk man i never underestimated how much it was gonna hurt when ive written 1000 diff scenarios of it playing out and imagined 1093924829385 diff scenarios of how it would play out and all of them SUCKED there was no good reveal.

everything ive done i have felt SO GUILTY ABOTUJKSDFDSFS... like REALLY iv vent and i rant about it and i crytpe about it and i feel shit as a PLAYER but roy as a character is SO dedicated he’s so persevering he’s true to his goal and ME as a player care more about staying true to my character than how i affect my own mental state or whatever... THIS is the character i wrote i dont care if what he does to achieve his goal is shitty like THATS what i wrote and keeping that was so much more important to me than making myself feel better about my choices as a player... character integrity is so important to me

and i know there are a lot of times when i(as a player)have made a lot of ooc choices... i can name so many. its either me being selfish of things wanting to happen or just overall having an adhd moment but like. in the overall sense of the campaign i did not want MY selfish needs as a player to make ooc decisions just because *i* didnt want my character to be doing a certain thing. as much as i’m the one playing, this is HIS story, HIS choices to make, HIS life... and i hated the idea of making ooc decisions as his player jsut bc i couldnt handle it.

and i know it might have been easy as just not doing things to not hurt ppls feelings but staying true to my chara is just :((. idk i hate the idea of playing ooc and theres literally nothing that can make me make strong decisions like roys to change it. smaller ones i can make but when im in the game all the big decisions are roy’s and not mine. i didnt Want to hurt any of the players feelings.. its SUCKED. MAJOR TIME.

ive hated every single session knowing i was gonna hurt someone in some point of time and i just wanted to kill my chara so many times... i wanted it to end so i wouldnt have to think abt it anymore... i wrote angst, wrote songs, made sad playlists, made awful memes all to cope with the horrible decisions roy was making..

dnt get em wrong i love playing dnd but,, wowie my chara is just.... how do i explain uhhhhhhh

he’s?? not a good person?? i’ve said this from the very beginning that he wasnt a good person... in the past he practiced necromancy time to time and he eventually stole,,corpses...from the hospitla.... yeesh. what a madman. killed milo bc of it. and then wanted ot fix it....

and he’s’;;;;;;.. still good hearted. he wants people to live... he wants to save people.... he doesnt want people to die. as much as he is a necromancer he is still a doctor.... and bringing back milo was like his redemption after killing him. he couldnt deal with the mistakes..

and so he did whatecver it took.. using the keys, lying about everything, and even....using ayce as shitty as it was.

and ik me as a player didnt have to do that but i fucking literally cried thinking about how horrible it was.. i literally dont even know how i made a character this good yet shitty at the same time.

anyway idk nothin i say  is gonna look good bc he’s well.. he’s not a bad person.. all he really wanted to do was save lives and bring one back... but he’s not good either...  he sucks.

im getting off track i have a million thoughts abt dnd i couldnt even begin to type all of them

[hamilton-one-shots]

Hamilton High School AU 33

John came upstairs soon after and scooped him up, holding him close and rocking him. "What happened?.. Are you okay?"

"I'm a jealous dirt bag.." he muttered. He didn't want him to think that Mary had done anything wrong, it was supposed to be all in good fun, but he had to tell him how he felt. "I'm just so used to you saying I'm the cute one. It's stupid and dumb and I.." He paused for a bit. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.."

John frowned and cupped Alexander's face. "Hey.. Breathe. It's okay, I'm right here for you. I didn't mean to hurt you, you are cute to me. You're my boyfriend and I love you so much." He kissed his forehead. "You have my complete attention right now."

"I just feel bitchy... Mary didn't do anything and I just.. I.. Stupid moments!"

"Hey, hey.. It's okay. Deep breaths, Alexander."

Alexander nodded and took deep breaths with John, feeling himself calming down. He sat up after a minute and kissed him, wrapping his arms around his neck and resting his forehead against John's as he pulled away. "I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to have a moment like this.."

"I know. I understand." He pecked his lips. "Have you been taking your medicine?.."

Alexander frowned and grabbed the tube from his backpack, knocking back a pill with some water. "I think I forgot yesterday.. But not on purpose, I promise."

"I believe you. I was just asking. You're trying and that's all that matters."

Alexander smiled and put the tube back in his backpack. They'd done wonders for his usually erratic mood lately. "So.. What did your siblings say?..." He knew getting their approval was crucial.

"They were just worried and wanted to make sure you're okay." He kissed his forehead. "We can stay here as long as you need."

Alexander smiled and shook his head. "I think Mary would break my neck if I stole you for too long.."

John's phone buzzed and he checked to find messages from Hercules coming through.

[Herc: yo] [Herc: my parents are throwin a sort of 'welcome home ma' thing 2moro nite] [Herc: you guys in?] [Herc: wait im dumb] [ Herc added Alex to the chat ]

Alexander's phone began to buzz in sync with John's now.

[Herc: party @ mine 2moro] [Herc: bring booze :P] [Herc: also sorry in advance for my terrible, terrible parents]

[Laf: Ooh! Sounds like fun!]

[John: I'm down.]

John smiled. "I think it sounds fun. We can be here for the rest of the day and the day after or find something to do with all of my siblings."

[Laf: Can't wait to get drunk with my friends again 💗]

[John: You're such a sap.]

[Laf: You hush.] [Laf: Can I bring Rosie, please?]

[Herc: I'd be offended if you didn't bring her, kitten! <3]

[Alex: r u calin laf kiten or rosy?]

[Herc: I dont think I called anyone 'kiten' ]

[Alex: u suck] [Alex: OMG] [Alex: LAF] [Alex: bring moer of teh wine frm last tiem if u hve any 💗💗💗] [Alex: it was so goooood]

[Laf: I don't, but I can definitely find another good bottle.]

[Herc: Dad says he's got whiskey and cola if u guys want some]

[Alex: ew]

[Herc: ma's got prosecco?]

[Alex: i forgt how much i love ur mom]

[Laf: You can bring that vodka you were hiding in your room.] [Laf: Unless I wasn't supposed to mention it.] [Laf: Then nevermind.]

[John: Now its sounding like a party.] John chuckled and turned to Alexander with a devious grin. "Hiding vodka in your room? Such a rebel." He teased, repeating what Alexander had texted him during class. "If Laf wasn't supposed to tell me, I could keep it quiet for a kiss." He wiggled his eyebrows playfully and leaned in for a kiss.

[Alex: dam it laf] [Alex: sfine tho] [Alex: #canttameme]

[Herc: hah!] [Herc: Did you use fake id to get it? ;)]

[Alex: No, i told them i was ur son, buyin it 4 his old man]

[Herc: ...touche] [Herc: Jack's gonna be wrecked <3] Alexander laughed at the conversation before turning to John. "What are you gonna do? Tell the teacher?" He smirked back, mirroring John's response before granting him that sweet kiss. He lingered his lips lovingly over John's for a few seconds more than usual before grinning into them and pulling back. "Is my deep, dark secret safe?"

John smiled and kissed back, cupping Alexander's cheek gently. "Your secret's safe. For now. But you owe me more kisses later, once I don't have four kids waiting downstairs for me. Right now, what do you say to going downstairs with them and getting some food?"

[Laf: Glad you're not upset! : D] [Laf: I give it ten minutes before John will be wasted.]

[John: You guys need to fuck off.] .

[Herc: We did that last time and you guys complained ;D]

[ Alex has left the chat ]

[ Herc added Alex to the chat ]

[Alex: dnt traumaties me!] Alexander shoved his phone into his pocket before nodding to John's suggestion.

[Laf: : O] [Laf: Herc has no shame!] [Laf: And neither do I!] [Laf: I was the most sober one and I clearly remember John banging on the door and asking us to stop about halfway through.]

[John: I] [John: was] [John: drunk!] [John: So shut up!]

[Laf: Whats the fun in that? : P]

[John: We'll see you guys tomorrow.] He put his phone in his pocket and held Alexander's hand as he led him downstairs. "Pizza time!" He gave everyone a plate of pizza and they ate in the living room, the kids putting on Moana and John singing along to every song like a kid.

Mary sat up on the couch with Alexander, everyone else on the floor. "Are you okay?"

Alexander nodded. "Of course. John made me feel better." He smiled. "You've got the best big brother in the world."

"I know." She smiled proudly.

Alexander returned the smile and kept eating as he watched the movie, occasionally rubbing his leg against John's side to say 'I'm happy you're here' without being too mushy.

After another minute, Mary couldn't stop herself from asking, "Why does dad hate Johnny so much?.. All he did was like a boy.."

It took a lot of self-restraint for Alexander not to go on a rant about how much of a homophobic ass their father was, but it wasn't up to him to tell her. "Things are complicated.. They won't always be like that, but you have to be strong for him right now."

Mary nodded, accepting that answer. "Okay.. You'd better take care of him until then..."

Alexander smiled. "Of course. But.." He upped his volume since the movie was over. "Does that mean I can't kick his butt at Super Smash Bros?"

John grinned and turned around, the other boys already turning the game on. "I'm going to destroy you."

"We'll see about that," he shrugged as he stretched, smiling at the empty plate in his lap. He only ate one slice, but progress was progress.

John took the plates to the sink and put the pizza in the fridge before coming back and sitting beside Alexander, kissing his cheek.

The boys gave them both a controller and let them duke it out, wanting to watch before joining.

"Promise to love me after I destroy you?" Alexander teased as he chose Jigglypuff.

"I would if you had a chance," John shot back, choosing Kirby before starting the game. For the most part, he only attacked when he had a weapon, button mashing the fan seeming to be his favorite, or when Alexander was weak enough to just be thrown off the side, in which case he just spat his character off the edge of the stage. "So close, but so far." He grinned before leaning in for a kiss.

"Says Mr B-down Kirby," Alexander whined, refusing to give John a kiss in mock heartbreak. "Woe is me," he sighed dramatically. "I'm left so defeated, I can hardly look at you. Mary will have to be my new best friend."

"Yay!"

John pouted, but he couldn't stop himself from smiling as Alexander got along with his baby sister. "You're just going to replace me like that? If you're too tired to kiss, the least you can do is let me kiss you," he whined in response before draping himself over Alexander, covering his face in a flurry of kisses.

Alexander laughed before finally letting himself kiss John, smiling lovingly as he did. "Alright, I guess you can still be my best friend. Only because you buy me food." He glanced over at Mary. "You're a close second, though."

She, like the boys, pretended to be heartbroken, groaning. "I guess that's okay."

John chuckled and kissed Alexander again, catching him off guard.

And he was never going to stop loving when he did that. He knew it. But he was a bit embarrassed being around John's siblings. "We're going to gross out your brothers."

"They're all zoned out. They'll be fine." John smiled and kissed Alexander's cheek. "Besides, I've got you trapped." At some point, he had, in fact, trapped Alexander under his weight, though he was careful not to hurt him.

Alexander rolled his eyes playfully and let John be, taking his word for it.

Before long, at least, before what felt like long, all four kids were asleep on the floor and the two older guys were close behind.

"I'll get them up to bed. You go and wait for me." John pecked Alexander's lips one last time before letting him free. He got his siblings one-by-one and put them all in bed, making sure Alexander was upstairs resting as he did. He smiled when he saw him fast asleep in his bed and did one more check on his siblings, finding Martha sitting up, now wide awake.

"Hey.. You okay?.."

She shook her head, tears falling from her eyes.

John frowned and shut the door behind him, going towards her and sitting right in front of her. "What's wrong?.."

"You're going to have to go again.." she whimpered, leaning towards him. "I'm so tired..."

John held her close, cradling her like she was three years old again and he was seven, both adjusting to their new lives. "I'm so sorry.. You are so strong..."

"I'm not as strong as you.. Nothing bad even happens anymore and I can't take it sometimes.. I just want to be a kid.."

"I know.. I'm so sorry.. I promise things will get better. I promise you'll be able to be a kid. You don't have to burden yourself so much.. They're all older than we both know and you know that..."

"I miss mom.."

John held her closer, unable to stop a few tears from hitting her head. "So do I.."

The pair stayed like that, using each other's strength until they both ran out and fell asleep. Early the next morning, John woke up and kissed Martha's forehead before going back to his room and laying with Alexander, sleeping for another few, peaceful hours. Peaceful.. He'd have to take advantage of that.

Naturally, Alexander was the first to wake up after that. He smiled as he saw John's sleeping, peaceful face and took it in for a minute, kissing his forehead. He slowly sat up and got up, wincing lightly as his injured leg felt the pressure of his weight. He took a deep, silent breath and got to his feet, going to the bathroom and taking a quick shower before going downstairs and making breakfast. John did it for him so often, it was only fair. He smiled and made some eggs and bacon, then took the plate up to John's room. He sat beside him and kissed his cheek, gently waking him up. "Hey.. Rise and shine, sleeping beauty.."

John woke up easily and smiled at Alexander, kissing his cheek. "Is that for me?.."

"Yep. I wanted to make you breakfast."

"Thank you." He sat up and ate his breakfast, giving some to Alexander. When he finished, he kissed Alexander's cheek and got up. "Alright. I've had breakfast from my amazing boyfriend, now I'm back to being a spoiling older brother." He went downstairs with Alexander trailing behind him and began going around, making breakfast for the other four Laurens.

Alexander watched him dash expertly around the kitchen. It was as if he never left. And it was heartbreaking. How anyone could tear him away from that, he'd never know. No wonder he was so eager to keep things to himself. His siblings seemed happy as they came downstairs and ate and, to John, that must've been worth the world.

By the time he finished, Alexander began texting in the group chat again.

[chimchimchoo]

Fly Me to the Moon :: Ch 4

Genre: Pure fluff crack

Word Count: 1,506

Pair: Yoongi x Jimin

Collaborated with @tayvengeance

Chapters: 1 2 3 4

“CHEER UP THIS SAD, EMO BOY!”

02-222-3333

Jimin stared at the note on the bathroom wall for a solid 5 minutes before he pulled out his phone and typed in the number.

authors note: we do not own any of the pictures, for better formatting so it’s more comfortable to read, check it out on AO3! AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14944508/chapters/34790039 Twitters: Tae’s Sujin’s <3 - Tae & sujin

Chat With Hobi_wan_kenobi

2015.12.26

12:00

SUGA:

Hey

Hobiiiiiii

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

Hyungg

MY SUGAR

MERRY (belated) CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!

SUGA:

You messaged me merry christmas everyday

from the 20th until yesterday

and even though Christmas is over

you are STILL at it

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

*gASP*

Sugar, every day is christmas until January

why are you like this to me :(

don’t kill my christmas spirit

speaking of christmas

did you have a bANGIN NIGHT?

SUGA:

why did you crop that pic of all of us

NO ONE IS SAFE FROM BECOMING A MEME

also

We didn’t have sex

why is that your first thought

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

i’m extremely disappointed

i’ve seen the way you two look at each other

did you at least TELL HIM YOUR FEELINGS?

come on, we all know you two are so whipped for each other

come o  n

SUGA:

I told him.

He reciprocated

we kissed a few times (a lot)

I held him as we slept

Woke up with him

god, do you know how amazing it is to fall asleep

and wake up with someone you love?

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

Oh?

oH

OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH

FUCKING FINALLY

THANK THE MOTHER FUCKING LORD

TOOK YOU TWO LONG ENOUGH

If either of you hadn’t done anything about it anytime soon

i owuld have smashed your heads together mySELF

SUGA:

You all act as if we’ve been in love for years

and have been putting off our engagement.

I’ve literally known Jimin for like a month.

and

AND

SOCIAL ANXIETY PREVENTS ME FROM HAVING

SIMPLE CONVERSATIONS, OKAY

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

yes i understand that sugar

but in all my years knowing you

i’ve never seen you once look at anyone like this

besides a fucking piano

(at least its a human this time)

(thank fucking god)

SUGA:

IT’S NOT LIKE I WAS GONNA FUCK MY PIANO

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

there arE KINKS OUT THERE HYUNG

KINKS YOU COULDN’T POSSIBLY IMAGINE

it’s okay i’ll love and accept you however you are

:)

SUGA:

My only kink is the way Jimin looks at me

when I know he’s thinking about us

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

jesus christ hyung

you’re whipped

SUGA:

I know.

I am.

Help me.

I don’t know what to do.

I can’t ruin this.

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

this is very cliche

but just keep being yourself hyung

chim chim obviously likes you for who you are

SUGA:

But

what if I do something

and he realizes just how messed up I am?

I can’t bring him home to my family.

Will that ever come between us?

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

Hyung

he likes /you/

not your family

I think the description i wrote before,

“sad emo boy”

just about summed up who you are

and he was drawn in just by those words

you don’t have anything to be concerned about hyung

I hear him mutter about you during dance breaks

and worry about whether you’re getting any sleep or not

it’s kind of disgusting how much he worries

SUGA:

He texts me a lot late at night.

checking in on me.

I kind of look forward to those texts.

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

well i mean

he is your /boyfriend/ now

what kind of person would you be

if you didn’t

SUGA:

Holy shit.

He’s my boyfriend.

I have a boyfriend

And his name is Park Jimin

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

damn fucking right you do

now go tell that to the whole world

Chat With YOU MOTHERFUCKERS STOP CHANGING THE CHAT NAME

2015.12.26

12:30

SUGA:

Hey

guys

I’m dating Jimin

can you believe?

My Boyfriend Is Park Jimin

iq.148:

look at him you guys

the emo boy is whipped

Worldwide Handsome:

About time you two got together.

Kookie Monster:

But lik Jimins a whol soft boy

nd ur a whol emo boy

The.V.Zone:

YES. Y E S

I FUCKIF TOLD U GYUS THAT THEY WOULD HIT IT OFF ON CHRISTMAS

Kookie hun bun i kno ur my lovely bf but u owe me $50

Kookie Monster:

they warnd me abt ths in High school musical

i shldv known

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

SUGA:

WAIT YOU BET ON THIS, TAE?

The.V.Zone:

oh cum on

it was 2 easy

evryone was in on it too

rite guise

iq.148:

what

uh

no

Worldwide Handsome:

I did no such thing.

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

tae what are you on?

Kookie Monster:

Tae, tht was jst u n me

The.V.Zone:

oh damn

well i have $50 now

DRINKS ON ME GUYS

except for kook

Kookie Monster:

u cnt use a minrs money 2 buy drinks

The.V.Zone:

oh shush honey

money iz money

juss give it to me in cash boo

in fact chim chim is going to yoongi’s tonight

just come over

u kno

come over™

SUGA:

ew don’t solicit sex from Jungkook on this chat

iq.148:

jesus christ taehyung

go fold your laundry or something

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

Worldwide Handsome:

You know, sugar free cereal was created to help young boys

to stop masterbating, because people believed the sugar in

their cereal caused impure thoughts.

SO STOP EATING THE SUGAR FREE CEREAL

AND TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF

The.V.Zone:

yes mom™

SUGA:

Speaking of Jimin

where is he?

I thought FOR SURE my boyfriend would have something

to say regarding my initial message

The.V.Zone:

he’s prolly busy eating sugar free cereal

Kookie Monster:

but he dsnt need

wait

WAIT

th cereal stops u frm jackn off

i get it now

The.V.Zone:

oh you innocent boy you

my baby boo

this is why i love you

iq.148:

jesus christ

Worldwide Handsome:

Mochi_Moves:

I woke up to 65 messages

what’s going on

Aww Mint Yoongi

look at you

telling the whole world i’m your boyfriend

c:

i love waking up to sweet things

SUGA:

You went BACK to sleep after I went home?

baby, we could have stayed in bed longer if you

were tired.

Mochi_Moves:

Its hard to sleep when you’re on my mind all night c:

wait WHEN DID TAE MAKE A BET ON US

Worldwide Handsome:

Oh my goD!

They are so domESTIC~

Kookie Monster:

aftr u sent th frst txt to him

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

I’m gonna throw up

they’re so fucking cute

The.V.Zone:

Kook honey why dont u luv me like this

SUGA:

Hoseok I’ll make you rue the day u called me emo

Mochi_Moves:

but honey if he didn’t

he wouldn’t have written your number on the stall

and we would have never met like this :c

Kookie Monster:

ur not a rmantic lik yoongi

SUGA:

Call me emo boy in every universe, so that I know

Jimin will find me in each one.

Mochi_Moves:

Awww Mint Yoongi

you’re making me blush

<3

iq.148

eugh

stop

pls

Worldwide Handsome:

luckily the other one is always in his producing room

so while we do live with him

we like never see him

It’s like living with Batman.

We know The Batman lives with us, but we only ever see Bruce Wayne.

SUGA:

damn I have enough emotional baggage to be compared

to Batman.

Kookie Monster:

Iv nvr seen Yoongi n Batman in th same room

iq.148:

Kook…

The.V.Zone:

oh honey, this is why i luv u

Mochi_Moves:

He’s always in the producing room??

Does he at least come out to eat??

Jin hyung do you feed him?

Does he sleep?

Worldwide Handsome:

You think I slave away making the finest cuisine available

in my price range and DON’T force him to eat it?

Trust me, I get him to eat.

It’s when I have to work late and can’t make dinner that he’s

on his own.

Mochi_Moves:

I’m glad I can count on you hyung c:

iq.148:

why am I never around for Jin’s best meals :(

SUGA:

Try not working the graveyard shift

Then maybe you’d get to eat the delicious meals he makes

Worldwide Handsome:

I mean I label the tupperware with the leftovers.

What more do you want from me?

Is it too much work to open a fucking refrigerator, Namjoon?

SUGA:

holy shit take this to the roomie chat

Kookie Monster:

Tae my mum said I cn com ovr tonite btw

The.V.Zone:

ahh yes

come over™

Hobi_wan_kenobi

jfc tae keep it in your pants

Worldwide Handsome:

HE ASKED HIS MOTHER PERMISSION TO COME OVER TO

YOUR PLACE

NOT CUM ALL OVER YOUR PLACE

JFC

The.V.Zone:

yes mom™

Mochi_Moves:

Honey I don’t think I should come over tonight

someone needs to babysit these two

SUGA:

Mochi_Moves:

or

you can come babysit with me

c:

The.V.Zone:

no plz

i dont want to see u 2 droolin over each other

SUGA:

okay, but like weren’t you two literally together

the entire week of christmas?

why the rush to have Kookie over, Tae?

The.V.Zone:

:)

iq.148:

that smile concerns me

Kookie Monster:

Tae, u said wed wtch all th Iron Man mvies

SUGA:

This is so innocent

Worldwide Handsome:

I don’t think Jungkook knows how to even kiss with

a lil bit of tongue.

The.V.Zone:

you clearly don’t know him :)

Mochi_Moves:

tae please keep this to yourself thx

Kookie Monster:

Taeeee wat lies r u feedn

SUGA:

Jungkook… ISN’T innocent?

Is

Is that what I’m getting?

Kookie Monster:

>.<

dnt lisn to Tae

The.V.Zone:

he’s full of surprises I tell u

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The.V.Zone:

it’s just u n me bby

Kookie Monster:

ur tearin ths famly aprt

The.V.Zone:

i only need u in my life <3

Kookie Monster: