#everyone tell laura congrats now

[kitashousewife]

my birthday is tomorrow hehe (friday, it’s still thursday where i am!)

[icarusredwings]

you ever think about well.. better than the alternative being a wade song? like,, guy who thinks he's broken wanting to be a good father and someone who can be loved.. like it's him isn't it?

First. This is my 1001th post, and Im up to 506 followers! Thank you, everyone, for everything!

Secondly- Congrats. You made me cry. I litsened to this and thought about it very deeply. Its something thats always resonated with me becuse I KNOW the voices in his head are constantly having anxiety on whether or not Ellie is going to get herititary cancer or not and itll he all his fault. If she'll get herititary mental illness. He worries if HIS own mental illness is going to prevent him from being a father. He spirals in so much worry that shes going to end up thinking hes ugly or gross. That she won't want him as a father, that she would be better off as someone elses kid. But BY GOD if ANYONE tries to take this little girl from his custody theyre going to have to pry her from his cold dead, collared hands.

I actually had a sad idea of Logan helping Wade get his daughter back because they claimed he was a danger to her and that the place they live is unsafe for her. It makes Wade insane. Like actually nuts. It's like he just.. breaks. There's no sympathy, no joking around, constantly crying in pain, no warnings, just plain, quick, silent murder. In this fic I actually had the idea of them getting married "Just to get ellie back" because Logan (as a room mate) can't stand the sight of him absolutely loosing his last purpose of living. So he adopts Ellie legally and shares custody of her, so now hes also her legal guardian and caretaker. "Supervises Wade with his daughter" kind of position and yet he doesn't. Theres no point. He knows Ellie is extremely safe and yes they need to move to a better home, Wade at least wants to live again now that he has Ellie..

The guy holds her so tight every night and plays with her all the spare time he has. Even when hes exhasuted and bloody from work, he still makes time for her. Sure, hes falling asleep at tea parties but at least hes present.

At the time Logan was a single dad of Laura and Gabby too so when they got court house hitched, they didn't tell the girls since yk "Its not like that"

But eventually it DOES become like that and they both have a happy little family of 3 crazy little girls, their crazy dad, and their even crazier papa. Oh and their puppy puppins.

I wont be writing this but if anyone does, tag me!

[dilemmaontwolegs]

The Surrogate [pt.3]

Bucky Barnes x fem!reader

Summary: After months of peaceful living with Bucky he is called to arms as the fight with Thanos comes to Wakanda. Warnings: 18+ only, pregnancy, smut, labour, war WC: 3018 Set after Civil War, just before Infinity War and after End Game.

|| Main Masterlist || Drabbles Masterlist || Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 ||

The hospital bed was shaking as Natasha’s nervousness left her leg bouncing and you looked to Clint to try calm her but he was too busy enjoying the rare sight. He was poised against the wall with one leg bent behind him as he scratched at the empty spot that was usually taken up by his ankle bracelet. Finally, the sonographer entered the room and Nat’s head shot up from where she had been watching your stomach move under her hand.

There was no waiting around or polite small talk as she squirted the gel onto your stomach, everyone in Wakanda knew the longer Nat or Clint stayed in their country the higher risk of getting caught. No one wanted to implicate the Wakandans so it was best to get the scan done quickly so everyone could disperse back across the globe. Everyone except you.

“Measurements look great, everything looks to be growing at the right rate.” Dr N’Yana smiled as she took a rare look away from the screen. “Were you wanting to know the gender?”

“Please!” Nat begged as she leant even closer. “We have a bet.”

“It’s a girl.” You and Clint both reaffirmed as Natasha shook her head.

“Everything points to a boy.” She argued once again.

“Old wives tales don’t count.” You laughed, as you looked back at Dr N’Yana. “Put her out of her misery please.”

“Sorry, Miss Romanoff, she is definitely a girl.”

Natasha didn’t look disappointed at all at losing the bet, she was too busy wiping the tears of joy that filled her eyes. It didn’t matter that you had been feeling her kicks for over a week or that you had seen her sonogram at 12 weeks, it all suddenly seemed real now. A tissue was waved in front of your face and you realised you were also crying, Clint handing the tissues out to both you and Nat as he grinned at the news.

“Congrats, Nat.” You sniffed after blowing your nose. “I knew from those kicks she was going to be a mini you.”

Her arms wrapped around your neck as she quietly thanked you once again. The three of you were family, she never had to thank you for anything and you reminded her that as you cleaned the slimy gel off your stomach and accepted her hand to help you sit up.

“Things are getting pretty rough out there right now. I don’t know when we can stop in again next but no matter what, you call me the moment you think she’s coming.” She said as you walked her out to the jet, a new stack of images tucked close to her chest in a zippered pocket. “I can’t believe how much you are glowing. What I can’t tell is if it’s the pregnancy or Bucky and that vitamin D.”

“Shh…” You hissed as you looked around the public area. “It’s not like that, we don’t do that.”

“Wait. Seriously?” She asked as she skidded to a halt.

“No, I…we do other stuff, just not that.”

“You do realise there's a thing called a mucus plug that stops anything from getting up there, if that’s what you are worried about.”

“Oh god, I can’t have this conversation with you, or anyone for that matter.”

Clint’s laugh reminded you he was following a few feet behind and your face burned with embarrassment. “You’re gonna need it when it’s time to get that baby out.” He laughed. “I remember Laura going feral when she hit her due date, couldn’t get enough.”

“You do realise I will have to look Laura in the eye once all of this is over?” You grimaced. “I don’t need to hear this. Would you look at the time? Your flight’s set to take off.”

“I’m the pilot. It takes off when I say it does.” Nat laughed at your expense before sighing. “But you’re right, we should be heading off. There’s only so long Laura can wear the ankle monitor and replicate this dweebs movements.”

You were getting better with their goodbyes but you still felt a pang of hurt every time they left and this was no different. You gave them both a hug before Clint pulled the three of you all together and kissed your forehead before heading to the jet with a wave. Nat lingered a moment longer to press her hand to your belly one last time and you remembered what you had thought earlier.

“Can you tell Steve that he’s wrong about Bucky and he should visit next time?”

You could tell she was curious to ask what you were talking about but Clint had started the engines and so she just nodded in agreement and made her way to the ramp before he left without her.

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18 weeks later

You were gently brushing Bucky’s hair as he slept beside you, the long strands almost curling from how often you twirled them around your fingers. You barely slept these days, the weight of your pregnancy leaving you uncomfortable and unable to find a position to sleep in. Instead you spent the early hours laying face to face, watching him sleep as a breeze fluttered the curtain at the front door.

“You should be resting.” He murmured with his sleepy, gravelly voice.

“You go back to sleep baby, no point in both of us being tired today and my back hurts.” You replied softly, hoping he would go back to sleep but instead he climbed over the double mattress he had upgraded to months ago and began rubbing your back.

You sighed as his hand worked its magic and the soft sounds filling the room quickly left his cock growing hard between your thighs. There would be no going back to sleep for either of you until you could alleviate the pulsing ache between your legs and he hummed happily as you lifted your leg over his hip. The massage was forgotten as his hips rolled behind you, pushing his head through your folds to find your core wet and needy for him.

“God, always so ready for me aren’t you, doll?” He moaned in your ear between kissing your neck.

“Please, I need you, Buck.” You pleaded as he kept teasing you with his hips.

He shifted slightly behind you, the angle changing and when he rolled his hips his cock pressed into your dripping cunt, slowly filling you until you couldn’t possibly take any more. A high keen expelled as he stretched you and his own moan sent shivers down your spine while his fingers tightened their hold on your hips. Your patience ran out as you chased the release he could give you and you pushed yourself back against him and rolled your own hips, riding his cock and taking your own pleasure.

“That’s it, y/n, fuck, take what you need from me.”

His hand slipped over your hip and teased your clit, circling and rolling it to elicit the mewls you couldn’t hold back. His strong legs pushed you wider when your legs threatened close with ecstasy and his thrusts grew even harder, fucking you into oblivion as your body began to tremble around him. His growl ruptured the fragments of your mind and sent you over the edge, pussy gripping his cock and trying to keep him deep inside. You even whimpered when he pulled out and you missed the full feeling before you felt the heated splatters of his cum painting your lower back.

You went to climb out of bed and get cleaned up but he pressed you back into the mattress with a kiss and got out himself. You watched his silhouette make its way around the room and he came back with a cool washcloth and gently cleaned the mess he had made. When he was finished you were finally feeling relaxed enough to attempt to sleep again and he climbed back in behind you, arm hanging over your hip and already falling asleep.

When you woke again the room was bright and Bucky was missing from the bed. Fresh fruit and a glass of water was set on the bedside with a net over the top and smiled at the sweet thought as you picked at a slice of pawpaw. It wasn’t until you heard voices outside that you stopped snacking and pulled a flowing dress over your body to go and see who was visiting.

“T’Challa, what brings you out here?” You asked with a smile that was harder than normal to produce, the ache in your back only increasing as you got out of bed.

“You should be resting still.” Bucky sighed as he saw the pain in your features.

“This affects her too, white wolf, she should know.” T’Challa said before turning his attention to you. “We have a war coming, New York has already been attacked and Tony is missing.”

Your hands flew to your mouth as you thought of your old team mate and you pressed a hand to your forehead as your body suddenly felt too hot. A sweat broke on your brow as you tried to stop the tears that were building until you noticed a case sitting on the wagon of hay Bucky was unloading.

“What is that?” You asked as you touched the black and gold metal plates of the prosthetic arm. “How long have you had this?”

“Shuri built it in case he ever came out of retirement.” T’Challa answered without actually answering and a spark of anger ignited in your belly.

“You mean you knowingly kept that locked away when he could have been using it.”

“Y/n, it’s fine. I didn’t need it.” Bucky said as he grabbed your chin and turned your head to look at his sincerity.

You took a deep breath and blamed your irritability on the lack of sleep before nodding and apologising to the King, only for speaking to him the way you did not for what you said. You still thought they should have given him the arm as soon as it was made.

“Steve’s jet will be here within the hour, I suggest you find your way to the palace too, y/n, it’s not going to be safe out here when the battle begins.”

With that T’Challa turned and left with his Dora Milaje and you watched Bucky pull his shirt over his head and begin unwrapping the cloth he used to hide his stump where his arm was. You guided the top of the arm to his shoulder and felt a magnetic pull when it was a few inches away, the arm locking into place with the help of a mechanism and he rolled his arm, getting a feel for the new addition.

“I like the new colour scheme.” You ran your fingers along the plates and found his eyes watching you touch him. “I wonder what features it has.”

“You’re insatiable.” He shook his head with a rueful smile, looking at the King’s jet taking off back to the heart of the city. “When this is over we will figure that out, for now I need to get you to the palace. No arguments.”

He led you back inside to sit on the bed while he unlocked a trunk that had been stuffed in the corner for as long as you had been there. You watched curiously as he pulled out duffel bags and you heard the familiar rattle of guns inside one but the other was silent. He opened that first, pulling out his Winter Soldier gear that you had seen him wear in Germany.

“Does it scare you?” You asked as he held the leather vest up and shook out the dust that had gathered. “Wearing that again and fighting?”

“No.” He opened the weapons bag and began slotting the knives into the holders on the vest before looking up at you. “I have a reason to fight now and people to protect.”

You rose from the bed with a groan and made your way over to where he was dressing, buckling the many clips that crossed over his broad chest. Your fingers brushed his aside and you clipped him up before resting your palms over his leather clad chest.

“You be careful out there.” You ordered sternly. “I need you to come home to me.”

He dropped his forehead to yours, his hair creating a curtain to your own little world. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Bucky, but promise me.”

“I promise, now let’s go.”

The quinjet was just landing as you arrived at the landing pad and Natasha was first off the ramp, hands reaching for your stomach that had exploded since she last visited. Not even the video calls could really do justice to the size of your bump and she was absolutely stunned as she cradled it.

“Your mommy’s here, baby girl.” You smiled as she started kicking wildly before groaning as she hit your bladder. “Great, excuse me while I go to the toilet, again.”

“Want me to come?” Bucky asked as you clenched your teeth at the strain.

“No, no. You haven’t seen Steve in years, I’ll be back in a minute.” You reassured him and pushed him towards Steve who was stepping off the ramp.

You hadn’t gotten far inside the palace doors when the pressure inside you shifted and a torrent of liquid ran down your legs. You still felt the need to go for a pee and swore at the realisation that your waters had indeed broken as you leant against the wall for support.

“Ayo, please go and retrieve Natasha and James.” You heard T’Challa order and looked up to find his concerned eyes taking in the scene.

“Sorry about the floor.” You muttered but he just laughed.

“It is the least of our worries today.” He said before the hurried footsteps of Nat and Bucky reached you. “Shuri has had a room prepared for her already. Bast bless you with a safe delivery.”

“Kid’s got a real problem with timing.” You tried to joke as Bucky’s new arm wrapped around your waist and supported you as they led the way to the medical wing high up the palace floors.

“Unknown aircraft entering the atmosphere.” An alarm alerted from the speakers in the elevator and your anxiety spiked at the thought of your friends out on the battlefield.

“What are you doing here?” Shuri asked as she looked up from the surgery she was performing on Vision. “Now is not the time to go into labour.”

“Tell that to her.” You groaned as the pain in your back radiated to the front. “She missed that memo.”

“On the bed over there.” Shuri nodded with her chin. “I’ll watch over her, they need all the help they can get down there.”

Your eyes widened at the thought of giving birth alone and you reached out, taking one of their hands. “Finish the bastards quickly and get back here.”

Natasha nodded rigidly before seeing the spacecrafts cast shadows over the city and bent over your stomach to whisper in her native tongue before kissing your forehead. “Stay safe.”

She disappeared from the room without looking back and you turned to Bucky. “What did she say?”

“Your momma will always be with you and she loves you.” He said after a moment's pause, wondering if he should tell you. “I know, I’ll keep an eye out for her.”

You smiled as he read your mind and pulled him closer by the buckles on his vest so you could kiss him. “Watch out for yourself too, don’t get all selfless and killed because I fucking love you, James. And I kinda need you if we want a baby of our own, remember?”

“Oh, I remember.” He smirked against your lips before pulling away. “I’ll be back before you know it. I love you.”

You watched his purposeful gait as he left the room and wondered how even posed for war with aliens he could look so sexy.

“You really thinking about another baby when you haven’t even given birth?” Shuri laughed. “Crazy.”

“It’s not too bad right now.”

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“Fuuuuuck!” You screamed as another contraction ripped through your abdomen. “Shuri!”

“Breathe, y/n, you are doing great.” She said from the other side of the room where she was still performing the surgery and muttering under her breath. “Yelling is not making me go any faster.”

“I heard that.”

“Sorry!”

You relaxed as the contraction eased off and lifted your head to see the chaos out the glass windows, instantly regretting your decision. Wanda had been helping take the pain away and ease your mind but she had been needed on the battlefield and you were left without any pain relief and the contractions were coming hard and fast. A crash at the door pulled you away from your worry and a body was thrown across the room.

“Y/n! Get to that room.” Shuri pointed to a door close by and you pulled yourself off the bed and shuffled as quickly as you could into the supply room.

You made it inside just before a hideous alien stepped in the main room and grappled with Shuri, the destruction only ending when Vis threw him and the alien out of the window to cascade down the palace wall. It was all too much, too much chaos, too much fighting, too much everything that you slid down the wall and curled up on the cool tile floor. There was nothing you could do except grit your teeth and cry as the contractions took your breath away and suffer alone.

Suddenly a wave of peace washed over you and the battle outside fell silent. Did that mean we won? You prayed that Bucky and Nat were safe, along with everyone else as a strange weightless feeling took over your body. Every nerve tingled oddly and you looked at your fingers as they began to crumble to dust that quickly spread across your skin.

“What the fu-“

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[planetsolaris]

knocks on ur door politely. ocs?

hoo boy here we go (they all have pun names ace attorney style btw)

The Main Three (affectionate nickname)

Tomas B Nebula(he/him) is the main character, or at least i try for him to be the main character. the truth is everyone steals everyone's thunder. anyway. tomas is a caring fish alien with a dad complex

no ok for real; tomas used to be a famous thief, who stole valuables and "information" and sold them to dubious people. by the beginning of the story he's left that life behind, or is trying to at least. tomas is very kind and honestly just has a heart of gold. he's devoted to his friends and to helping people, even if really bad anxiety gets in the way

he's also italian and from an alien species thats just the luca sea monsters but plus water bending

Laura Anne Dromeda(she/her), scientist, film enthusiast, meta jokes get out of jail free card, tomas' best friend and responsibility.

she's just. a chaotic little gremlin (emphasis on the little) with absolutely no self preservation instincts and seems to be babysitted by tomas at all times. seems. in reality they babysit each other but thats a whole other thing

ironically, as of now at least, she's the only person in the cast with a real job. (she's an astrophysicist)

despite her cynical and chaotic personality, she cares and loves tomas deeply, which she shows through not-so-gentle bullying. she's eccentric and passionate about film and science, will Absolutely lecture you for hours on end if given the chance

shes also argentinian because she deserves to be cool <3

Daniel Fénix (he/him) (the one on the right), every cast needs a himbo amaright. a very. anxious himbo. (thats two ocs with anxiety. its almost like. its almost like the author wants to tell us something)

daniel is just. just a sweetheart of a man. a real giant teddy bear. he's really sweet, if a little dumb and mostly clueless. he's very hesitant to accept help of others, though, due to a long history of bad people and bad decisions. unfortunately for him tomas and laura will befriend anyone whether they like it or not

daniel is shy as a result, he reads like it's the only thing he knows how to do. he owns piles and piles of books (he really likes the old ones too. picture of dorian grey gay people books)

he's half british half argentinian (again) because i want to spite the English

still main characters, but separate from the main three in a weird way dont question it

Apollo and Artemis Vi Shon (he/they and she/they respectively) (she sometimes uses bug/bugs but very very rarely)

the twins my beloveds. ive already talked about them in a separate post (see oc tag bellow) but for the sake of completing this post:

their nicknames (and essentially what everybody calls them) are mantis and beetle in that order. the nicknames were given by beetle because her special interest is bugs and shes just a Weird Girl(affectionate) like that

mantis is cold, closed off, barely ever smiles (beetle SWEARS she saw them laugh once) he essentially talks like miles edgeworth but with a shorter temper and more prone to screaming at people. yet, he treats everyone with almost mocking respect

he loves his sister very very much even if he doesn't show it that much, when you compare it to how he treats everybody fucking else its really obvious

beetle, on the other hand, is the complete 180 of their brother. she's a bundle of sunshine and loves to LOVE and her friends and just. everything. she's a therapist and has autistic girl swag <3

beetle is the type of person to pick up a live tarantula with her hands (and gloves bc they dont want to hurt her Friend) and SHOVE it into her friend's face screaming "LOOK AT HIM"

mantis and beetle have a. relationship. they have a lot of story and issues between them but at the end of the day they love each other a lot

GOD THIS ENDED UP BEING SO LONG IM SORRY CONGRATS TO WHOEVER READ THIS WHOLE THING

[planetchii]

THE NICHIASA SHITPOSTING REPORT

ACTUALLY ON TIME, NEW HIGH SCORE.

ON TODAY'S EPISODE, MINORI TAKES US ON A JOURNEY INTO A WONDEROUS LAND WHOSE BOUNDARIES ARE THAT OF THE IMAGINATION; NEXT STOP, THE TROPICAL ZONE, SPIDERMAN GETS A BELT AND EVOLVES INTO KAMEN RIDER SPIDERMAN, AND FINALLY, KAITO AND STACEY TAKE FREAKY FRIDAY A BIT TOO FAR.

Tropical Rouge PreCure: Minori tells us that it is a special episode of 10 stories.

A samurai story with Atsuka and Manatsu. But the swords are rubber and their rods. Goes as well as you’d expect. Ends as a baseball bat fight.

The girls find a magical turtle. Turns out Smug Fish has heard of this mythical turtle.

Manatsuu and her smug fish girlfriend and mom are trying to eat dinner. And all the ocean life decides to take up residence in the house. No one can decide who can use the bathroom first.

In a haunted story, we find how the Chongire figures out what to feed the Witch of Delays, how Numeri heals her and Elda entertains and takes care of her. Butler isn’t happy with the slacking. There’s work to be done. Like the organization of books. The witch just wants to go to the bathroom. Manatsuu has a rather active organization.

The girls just want to go to the aquarium, but it seems the fish are on a lunch break. Good thing they have a smug fish to cosplay as a fish.

Manatsuu, in her excitement, almost breaks the Aqua IPad, and Auska and Sango have switched bodies. Asu-Sango isn’t as excited about it, but San-Asuka is ready to pump iron in Sango’s body. But now, everyone has switched bodies. Including the monster.

Chongire tries to summon a Yaraneda, Flamingo smashes it into the ground. After a good while, congrats everyone, the entire earth is a Yaraneda and fighting back against humanity.

The girls transform to fight a Yaraneda. So does Kururun. I told you Cure Kururn would happen. Even in a dream.

HEARTCATCH PRECURE SIGHTING. The little ones will now see Heartcatch transform. 2011 is back with a vengeance. The Tropical girls will watch this show, but they have questions. Marine doesn’t like the fact that they are being questioned. They saved the world from a desert, damn it.

The girls are now working on how their final attack should work, and how they will need to do to make it work. Minori has a few names to offer. So does everyone else... “Kururun kururun kururun run” is the best. But screw it, if you can’t figure which one you like, use it all.

The Aqua Pot releases a picture, and man it’s haunted. With Laura’s hand wanting some jellies. Another with Sango wearing a mask and Kururun running fast. Laura likes taking pictures.

And Minori ends the episode, asking how everyone liked the episode. And that there were actually 11 stories. And both the Tropical and Heartcatch girls dance in the end.

Kamen Rider Revice: There’s a robbery on foot. The thieves are not that good. They need their Deadman just to help them. But at least Ikki has the full backing of FENIX now.

Meanwhile, George is on a skateboard. For Scientific reasons. Vice makes a decent ringtone.

Also, don’t call George Kari Chan. Nor will he take this slander for his work. He worked hard for his fandom and now he’s so angry he’s slipped into English. Now Ikki has to deal with reprimanding him. I’m sure George will make sure Vice’s Rider form is even worse.

Meanwhile, Daiji is still sulking about all of this. He doesn’t care about anything then getting his brother knocked down a few pegs. Do you know who else is sulking? Hiromi. The dude still doesn’t have his old position.

Meanwhile, some gamer dude is playing Tekken. He’s also a thief, and probably not a good one. I mean, one of them got caught last time.

Bou-san is a spy, isn’t he? How does he get all of this information?

Hiromi has come to tell everyone that Daiji has passed out, and somehow put on his worst goth stuff. He seemed confused when he woke up. But he could do better than his current goth look.

Meanwhile, Ikki and Vice find a level 2 Deadman when they get notified about an actual threat happening. Their teamwork needs some work. Especially when Vice just throws Ikki into some shipping containers.

Elsewhere, Sakura is in Karate. Someone asks her how her mom is doing, and Julio decides to do his best, “How do you do, fellow humans” impression. All while the Deadman is still scheming about how to deal with both Revice and their new puppet, Dr. Jackal and Mr. Hyde Daiji, who just gave himself 7 years of bad luck.

In order to beat the new Devil, Ikki takes Vice to apologize for his words and get a new stamp. George refuses but is forced to by his hire ups. George isn’t happy. And now Hiromi has to do the deliveries. But at least there’s a chance he may get to transform and get his position back.

While that is going on, Ikki and Vice are looking for the Deadman, who may or may not be getting ready to burst out of jail with his friends. Even though he did the whole robbing thing.

When Ikki tries to deal with the Deadman that suddenly attacked a police box, Evil arrives. Luckily Hiromi arrives with a new stamp and the guts to actually transform. Congrats Hiromi, you are now Kamen Rider Spiderman!

And now, Kamen Rider Spiderman has decided to start fighting Evil, while Revice tries out their new Stamp, and George gets his final revenge of turning Vice into a skateboard. We have reached 1000% levels of radical. Levels that shouldn’t even be possible. On the other side, Hiromi is trying to interrogate Evil with both his words and his fists. Evil still leaves.

But with a Rider kick, the Devilman is defeated to reveal an old dad who just wanted to spend time with his son. Too bad, they both go to FENIX jail now.

Kikai Sentai Zenkaiger: We begin with Stacey looking at the Hakaizer unit getting an upgrade. He’s not all that interested, but he has a report that he has to fill out. Work sucks and all.

Meanwhile, Kaito and the Twokaiser group are walking after a nice lunch date and getting ready to say their goodbyes. At least Kaito was finally able to say thanks for the help. And while Vox was happy to receive it, he has things to think about. Like how is he going to break the news about beating up his boyfriend’s father?

On his way home, Stacey pops up. He wasn’t invited and he’s not all that happy, even if he gets thanks for helping with all that tennis stuff. The two transform and start to fight, but the Inverted world of today has decided to switch their bodies. It’s more that the Inverted world didn’t realize he fucked up. So now KaiStacy is going to take this as a chance to get into the Tojitendo world to look for his parents, while StacKaito gets to pretend he has an actual support group with the Colorful group.

KaiStacy finds a bunch of people in prison and decides he’s going to use the cannon to break them out with some police Sentai.

Meanwhile, while pretending he has amnesia, StacKaito makes the entire Zenkaier go full-powered to look for the new world. He stays behind to help with opening things.

Back at Tojitendo, the higher-ups knew he wasn’t actually Stacey. He acted a touch too happy, and a touch less emo.

Meanwhile, the Twokaiser group has also changed. Which allows the Zenkaiger group to realize Kaito hasn’t been acting right.

FLINT TRANSFORMS. Even if it’s only because her Vox switched places.

Meanwhile, Gaon and Magine finally get it out of him that Kaito is actually Stacey. And Kaito is currently making a mess of Tojitendo. A group that now is hunting him down for identity theft.

In order to fight the Inverted World, KaiStacy looks to transform into his Zenkaiger form. Unfortunately, all he has is the Geartozinger Stacey usually has. You know what, let’s roll with it, we’ll fix the group pose in post. The Zenkaiger and TwoFlintEr group starts fighting, while StacKaito has his eyes set on the dude that made his afternoon full of so much awkward.

Stacy, wearing Kaito as a skin, transforms into Zenkaiger, and immediately starts acting like HR trying to punish a worker. It was at that moment that the Inverted World realized they’d fucked up.

The mechas use the machines for the Patarangers. #justice4thePats

After the fight, the Zenkaiger group takes this as a chance to catch Kaito up, who’s just upset he couldn’t do more to wreck the Tojitendo world.

Back at the Tojitendo world, Stacey is starting to have second third fourth fifth sixth seventh eighth ninth tenth thoughts about all of this.

[cecilyneville]

the spanish princess: episode 8

“why are people watching this show if they don’t like it???”

me: 

(i mean hating on this show, not actually watching it - nothing about tsp is fun, the whole thing has been mean-spirited from beginning to end)

ruairi was good as prince henry, but as king henry? awful

“i would not come to help you” so how much more of coa being a cunt are we going to get? bc if this episode is called “peace” i assume she has to...idk...start being a bit nicer

god, fucking finally

if they want us to like catherine bc she’s finally paying attention to mary that isn’t “HMM SHE IS NOT A BOY”, they got another thing coming

catherine was horrible to everyone including her ladies and her daughter, but she’s slightly nicer now so it’s ok!!!!

“men of arran and men of hamilton” the writers have finally realised there are more families in scotland than stewart and douglas

WHY has albany kidnapped james? at first i thought it was a ruse b/w him and meg but apparently not. wouldn’t it make more sense for her to return to scotland to find that angus has kidnapped james?

it makes so much sense for ef to just ignore the fact that margaret douglas exists and keep prince alexander alive

ursula where you been all this time???

finally some semi-accurate headwear on maggie. but ONLY on maggie, not on ursula, bc if it’s anything the costuming on all three series have taught us, only old ladies cover their heads

also finally - laura carmichael is getting some decent material to work with! (relatively speaking)

bessie instructing henry fitzroy is very similar to her tudors counterpart doing the same, bc of course

comb ur fuckin hair dude

i’m not gonna lie, this latin standoff between mary & henry fitzroy is hilarious, like a 16th-century spelling bee

“there’s nothing i can give a girl” except, you know, sending her to ludlow as heirs to the throne were before her, but even that level of nuance is too confusing for fraham

“my brother is more sympathetic to her cause than he has been” this week: henry discovers the concept of divorce

“go to the king anne, smile and win his favour” yet another barely-concealed tudors ripoff

thomas more just like “maggie you’re fucked up bc your life has been so shit”

if henry is speaking about this script then he is 100% correct

oh rosa’s here! so not one but BOTH of catherine’s besties will ditch her, delicious

FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, THIS IS THE MOST OBVIOUS, CLUNKY WAY TO DO IT LMAO

oh they’re going for a becket/henry ii vibe here with wolsey & henry, don’t mind this

it bothers me SO much that they keep calling maggie henry’s aunt when they never bothered to include elizabeth’s actual sisters after they put cecily on a bus (which, to be fair, was probably for the best)

i kind of recoil when people say “[insert historical figure] would be so offended by this depiction” because if someone like catherine of aragon were shown any modern depiction of herself, her head would probably explode out of confusion and horror. BUT this is so offensive to the real catherine of aragon

i would like to see laura carmichael as elizabeth of york - it’s the big brown eyes

is she doing this out of hatred for her inability to give the king a son??? what does it all MEAN emma

i mean i guess he’s hotter than angus

i know this hunting scene is supposed to reflect something from part one which i didn’t watch, but it just reminds me of the tudors s1 finale when henry and anne fucked in the woods 

also reminds me very much of the great when peter tries to drown catherine

catherine quoting deuteronomy and unwittingly confessing to consummating her marriage with arthur...CONGRATULATIONS YOU PLAYED YOURSELF

soz to sound like a broken record but the fact that people - even some actual critics - watch CH’s performance and think this is actually good acting will never not be funny to me, she’s atrocious. it’s so jarring looking at behind the scenes footage and seeing her smiling, like couldn’t you actually do this on screen? she plays catherine like the woman’s never felt happiness in her life, or any other emotion for that matter

lina’s not gonna sell catherine out and i’m so mad about it, she has treated you like SHIT for YEARS

god, she can’t even cry believingly

HELL YES MEG, DISCO INFERNO

we won’t have time to see meg’s marriage to henry stewart fail spectacularly, which is probably a good thing bc my heart would break

catherine has been absolutely VILE to lina but it’s ok bc she’s said sorry now

“i would speak with you” / “it seems you already are” LOLLLL

so funny that it’s only NOW that they’re getting french hoods of some kind, but not with actual veils because, like i said, only old dowdy matrons don’t get to show their sexy hair

WHAAAAT THE ACTUAL FUCK

i mean, i’m not surprised, given how much fraham hate anne 

“so, you’re playing anne boleyn. congrats! but you’ll only get, like, one line, and you WILL have to get your tits out”

guys she’s so upset can’t you tell

CH got a taste for holding bows on game of thrones it’s the only thing she’s good at

STELLLAAAAAA

of course meg has to actually fire the cannons rather than just train them on angus and his men, but this is very fun

surprised they didn’t point out that one of scotland’s greatest cannons was called “mons meg”

fuck this nice scene between catherine and lina! she doesn’t deserve your forgiveness lina!!!

i guess catherine’s woke levels need to be maintained by keeping her one black friend who was a slave irl

hahahaha i fucking love her

“i will always be your wife, there is nothing you can do to change that” knock knock it’s the reformation

catherine choosing to leave makes no sense for this show or for the history they’re ~supposed~ to be depicting

“you will never take my place as queen of england” KNOCK KNOCK IT’S THE REFORMATION

catherine is an old lady now so we shall signify this by giving her a gable hood

catherine she just asked if the bird was dead jesus

which it should be by now...it’s been around since like 1510??

ah yes, let’s bring back that other metaphor, the imperialism compass 

if all the disgruntled tories had their way this would be on the end credits of every episode of the crown too

and that’s all folks! let’s all be thankful that this show didn’t submit us to an absolute butchery of catherine’s blackfriars speech

[isthatbloodonhisshirt]

If you could change ten things about Teen Wolf what would you change??

OMG BUCKLE DOWN BECAUSE IT’S GONNA BE A LONG ONE! Do asks have a word limit? Guess we gonna find out! (Sometimes I wish I could speak these replies, they sound much funnier when I am speaking out loud to myself and then they are just weird and flat typed up but I DIGRESS! I do that a lot, have you noticed? Doesn’t matter.)

(Also, I did put a “Keep Reading” but for some reason it’s not working. Or it’s not showing as working on my end. But it’s right under this paragraph I swear so if it’s not working, that isn’t on me....)

1) SO! Trauma. People be dealing with their traumas. That’d be a thing I’d like, thank you. Like, I’m sorry, but there is a fuckton of trauma in this show and everyone like, goes to bed at night and wakes up cured. Like MAGIC! I mean, yes, I get that magic is a thing in the show (is it? I mean kind of? Idk, I never saw past season 4, they alluded to magic and then SNATCHED THAT AWAY so, side-note, that’s coming up later!) But yes, I would’ve very much liked for people to, you know, deal with their traumas in a realistic fashion. Let’s get some therapy going, or like, idk, some actual negative reactions to thing! They kind of had that with Stiles every now and then, but he seemed to be up and down episode to episode so like, it’d be like they wrote an episode where he reacts to what happened to him and then four episodes have gone by where he’s fine and the writers were like “OH YEAH SHIT HE JUST MURDERED LIKE A WHOLE HOSPITAL, make him have a panic attack randomly over dropping milk, that balances out, excellent, we’re so smart.” So yes. DEAL. WITH. THE. TRAUMA! Thanks.

2) LESS CHARACTERS, MORE DEVELOPMENT! I mentioned this in another recent ask about relationships but like, they just kept shoving characters in there. Like one of those clown cars. So we got like, 30% character development on the core group and then the rest was like “wait, who are you again?” Like, legit, I have a bad memory, you put too many people in front of me, I ain’t gonna remember them unless they have a good personality or a reason to be there. And like, develop their relationships! Not even romantically, but like, Scott’s mom loves Scott, that is sweet and lovely, but like, we never really… see… that… developed? Idk man, like again, I have a bad memory, but when you really develop relationships WELL (ex: Brooklyn-nine-nine), that shit sticks with you and you CARE about people. The friendships are important, and the familial relationships are important and just developing all the dynamics is important! They spent more time showcasing how much everyone hated each other and lied to each other and stuff and that just got really tiring. Yes, you’re allowed to get mad at your friends, but if you’re a Werewolf, and your human friend is calling you when there is a fucking monster running around killing people, can you maybe stop making out with your girlfriend and answer your phone so your friend isn’t treading water with a 200+ pound Werewolf for 2 hours? Like, JUST SAYING! (Spoiler alert: Me and Scott would not be close friends. Like, I think we’d be friends, but not so much that I’d trust him with my life. If I wanted to grab pizza and a movie, maybe play some video games, he sounds like a treat, but if my life was in danger, thanks I be callin’ someone who answers their phone).

3) Actual consequences for their actions! Okay like, I am also guilty of this in fanfic, but at the same time, my writing is free, I don’t get paid for it, and I write what I want because that’s how it works, so I can do whatever I please (If I wanna make the Hales royalty for the millionth time, ain’t nobody gonna stop me!). But like, when you are a legit paid screenwriter who is writing a show? Consequences! Just because it’s a show about Werewolves doesn’t mean there can’t be any consequences! Like, the best scene, and I feel like we can agree, because fuck it like, hurt my soul and my heart and I was just so like ;~; was when the sheriff got fired (fired? suspended? TEMPORARILY UNEMPLOYED!) because Stiles stole a police van when they locked Jackson up in it. Like, that shit was REAL LIFE CONSEQUENCES for actions, and that shit was intense and it HURT and omg I loved it! Give me more of that! Like, I’m sorry, but you gonna tell me Nogistune!Stiles walked through the hospital murdering a bazillion people and not one camera was working the whole time? Not one? Nobody saw that? Nobody went “hey, isn’t that the sheriff’s kid?” Like, CAN. YOU. IMAGINE?! That would’ve been so amazing, a bunch of episodes of the pack scrambling to keep the Supernatural a secret while also trying to stop Stiles from GETTING ARRESTED because saying “Sorry ma’am, I was possessed by a demon fox who likes chaos and thought murdering a bunch of people would be fun” ain’t gonna fly in court and the FBI sure isn’t gonna believe that but like, UGH! Again, bad memory, but was the fact that Dark!Stiles wandered through the hospital killing people EVER brought up again???? CONSEQUENCES. Woulda really liked that.

4) STOP with unnecessary romances. Like, yeah, I get it, the allos like their romances, but shockingly, you can still have a good show without focussing on the romance. Like, it can be there, I’m not saying don’t put it in, I’m saying DON’T MAKE IT THE MOST IMPORTANT THING! Like, the entirety of season one was Scott chasing Allison and Stiles chasing Lydia. This… this does not make an interesting show? Like, is that just me? And then as the season progressed, EVERYONE had to be in a relationship? WHY? Again, haven’t seen past season four, but I mean, I know Scott and Kira were a thing, and then Stiles and Malia, and Liam and some… person? Idk. And Ethan and Danny (congrats Jeff, you get to tick your “I had representation in my show!” box, well done, gold star, or whatever). And Isaac and Allison, and Melissa and Chris (apparently?). And then Stydia was alluded as being canon, and Scott ended up with Malia somehow?? And Derek slept with half the town and all of Mexico, idek. Like, stop it. Stop. Shows work without everything being about everyone banging each other. (See again: Brooklyn-nine-nine, or Avatar the Last Airbender, or The Good Place, or even fucking Supernatural!) You can have a good, interesting story without everyone banging each other. It ain’t necessary.

5) More actual storytelling (again, this woulda worked better without the unnecessary romances taking up 49 of the 50 minutes of air-time). Like, yes, I get it, pilot’s gotta have some pizzaz! Gotta be spicy and sparkly to make people interested (and like, fucking hell, all I can remember of the pilot is sobbing Allison soaking wet–LIKE, WAS THAT NECESSARY???–about the dog she hit and oh noes is it dead well thank God the lead character works for a vet! And somehow has keys and access to the whole clinic like nbd at all hours? Whatever. I wasn’t even allowed inside my blockbuster as a shift lead if it was off-hours but apparently a high school student doing paperwork at a vet clinic is different, I’m not a vet so what do I know? I HAD A BAD DAY OKAY, I GOT FEELINGS ABOUT THIS RN!) I went off-topic, what was I saying? Oh yes, storytelling. You know what woulda been nice? Werewolves! It happens, we find out about Laura, we find out about Werewolves, Scott gets bitten, all that jazz. And then like… ease in the Hunters? Like, why was there Laura/Derek, Peter, AND the Hunters all crammed into the pilot? Yes, I get it, you need the SUSPENSE and the DRAMA, but you can do that without the Hunters right off the bat. Just, how CONVENIENT~ that the same day Derek and Laura come back, Hunters move to town? That’s just lazy, and again, I can be guilty of laziness, I admit to it, but I literally get paid in—like, do hearts count? I get paid in hearts and pats on the back for my fics, I can write whatever I want. If you’re getting paid to write something, try a bit harder, yes? Yes???

What number am I on? Oh good Lord, I got things to say, okay.

6) MAGIC! Can you like—I feel like this one is self-explanatory. Stiles did the whole mountain ash thing in season one, and it was SO PROMISING, and then that just died. It died like Maes Hughes getting shot in a phonebooth (spoiler, but really, you haven’t seen that yet, that’s a you problem). Why even bother introducing magic if you weren’t gonna use it? Like, was it because people like Stiles more than Scott and the showrunner was like “nonono. If we make him magic, he’s TOO cool, and then Scott is unimportant.” I mean, you coulda worked that in your favour, but no. You just murdered the fuck out of it, like straight up took it out back and shot it. Like, yeah, Derek went kiddo again and Jennifer was apparently all magic beauty spell or whatever, but like?? That’s it??? You had a show about Werewolves and you didn’t even try to make it more interesting by making some of the characters magic? Lydia’s basically the closest and they didn’t even explain her powers that well. Magic would’ve been dope and they totally shoved that to the side. That was dumb. Shoulda done something with that.

7) Explain things more? Don’t mention them once and then do nothing? Like, we got some brief stuff about anchors, and emissaries (which are super duper secret according to Deaton but then like, EVERYONE KNOWS HE IS EMISSARY SO WHICH IS IT DEATON? YOU TELL ME!) Like, they had so much opportunity to talk about so many things and again, maybe that comes out more in the later seasons, idk, but they likely coulda done with more explanations and they didn’t and this angers me GREATLY. They mention something once and then it never comes up again. That’s some Lost bullshit right there. Don’t start something if you’re not gonna commit. You tell me the beginning of the story, I wanna fucking know the end, don’t forget halfway through and wander away, that ain’t right, I NEED ANSWERS JEFF! And like, as above, never really got Lydia’s powers. I know what a Banshee is, but her powers did NOT make sense to me. Idk, could just be that I’m dumb, but similarly, don’t write something so convoluted that it confuses people, that is also dumb. As dumb as I am so like, well done there. And also do we get more on Parrish? I know he’s a Hellhound, but how does one get born a Hellhound and not know until you are conveniently lit on fire by someone trying to kill you for money? (Also, you bean, you absolute treasure, “I’m worth five dollars?” You’re so cute. Silly child.) I feel like being a Hellhound is something that woulda come up before getting barbecued in his cruiser. Like, he works a stressful job, you gonna tell me not ONCE while getting shot at he didn’t have a massive heart attack over a close call and like, burst into flames? No? Is that just a me thing? I feel like the slightest annoyance and I’d be fully on fire, not gonna lie. (I’d be on fire a LOT… CLEARLY I AM AN ANGRY PERSON! No, that’s not true. No yes it is, I am angry, but more angry lately because I’m sleep-deprived and work is dumb ANYWAY back to this)

8) EMBRACE THE SIDE CHARACTERS! Okay, so MAYBE Scott is meant to be the golden child. The Dick Grayson of the show, if you will. The original Robin, the creme de la creme. That’s all fine and dandy if he is, no judgement (little judgement), but you know what you don’t do when your side characters are getting a lot of attention and love? What you DO NOT do is give them less screen time. Because then you’re being petty and, shockingly, you get more positive results when you give the fans what they want. I’m not talking about pairings, because everyone is different, and you can’t cater to everyone, but like, the more people moved away from liking Scott, the harder the showrunners pushed him into our faces. And like, that isn’t how this works. If I like side character 87 a lot, and the lead’s getting annoying, you know what’s gonna make me NOT watch the show? Cutting out side character 87 (hey, for shits and gigs, let’s call him DANNY, just, not coincidentally at all) and then just shoving the lead into my face. That is what makes someone go “Well, four seasons is enough, I can happily live knowing I didn’t waste my life watching two more of them.” Like??? I’m not saying cut out Scott, because the show is ABOUT Scott, but the more everyone tried to showcase how amazing and wonderful and pure and perfect he was, the more annoying it got? Like, Scott has flaws. THEY ALL HAVE FLAWS! If you don’t admit that they all have flaws, it gets boring, and you hate the characters. I know that Scott turned into a douche later (apparently, again, haven’t seen it), but even in the early seasons by trying to make him this pure True Alpha golden angel child who spreads love and hope and trusts everyone, it just got boring. He was vanilla, and also a bad friend, because he was too “perfect” to be around someone “imperfect” like Stiles, and even like, the rest of the pack overall. He was always put on a pedestal and it made the show really… irksome? Idk, I just feel like yes, SCOTT is the Teen Wolf, but you added all these damn side characters, maybe use them a bit more? At least Stiles was interesting, and Lydia was fucking badass, and fucking hell, if you’d done right by Boyd and Erica, the actors wouldn’t have left for better shows so like, come on man, you coulda done better. We coulda had such a dope show, why you gotta crush my dreams like that Jeff? What did I ever do to you?

I know this is only eight, but this is long enough, if I go two more, this is gonna be IN.SANE. And also it’s late and I haven’t finished my fic for the day (I mean, I’m almost done, but I’m not done yet!) So like, I’ma stop here. But yes, hopefully this answered your question. Sorry I got REALLY PASSIONATE about it but it’s been a day.

Also, I feel this needs to be said, but obviously these are my own personal opinions, and as opinions, you are not obligated to agree with them. But you are also not allowed to tell me my opinion is wrong. You can disagree with it, but this is an opinion, not a law, so there is no right and wrong. Don’t @ me, my day’s been bad enough kthx!

HAVE A GOOD NIGHT, BE BACK IN LIKE TWENTY(?) MINUTES!

[our-time-is-now]

June 8, 2019 - Moving up a level

(previous play)

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Saturday, 9:56 pm:

Matteo: *is lying in one of the corners of the couch, a vodka-o in hand* *the flatshare party is in full swing* *everyone is there* *even Laura, who has already talked to Linn, and who luckily seem to get on quite well* *most of the people are in the living room, even though Matteo thinks that probably a few of them have occupied the bathroom* *next to him are Carlos and Kiki and he'd rather not pay too close attention to what they are doing* *on the other couch Hans and Amira are talking about something he doesn't quite understand* *on the other side of the room he can see Hanna and David and Jonas talking* *then sees Hanna nod, turn the music down a little and declare loudly* DRINKING GAME! No backtalk! Everyone gather in a circle! *groans slightly and simply doesn't move* *his plan works as the circle that forms includes the sofas*

David: *has introduced Laura to all the important people and is glad that she immediately made friends and is talking to people* *has spoken a little bit about the vacation plans with Hanna and Jonas and has learned that the girls haven't really gotten far with their planning, either* *they have then observed the people together for a little while until Hanna got the idea of playing a drinking game* *simply sits down with everyone – across from Matteo as the seats next to him are already occupied* *hears Hanna: "Okay... I'll start and spin the bottle and I have to tell the person it points to what my first impression of them was. Okay?” and Carlos: "Huh? And when do we have to drink!?”* *laughs and hears Abdi: "that doesn't matter, you can drink whenever you want", and Carlos again: "Yes but this was supposed to be a drinking game!”* *hears Hanna sigh: "Then call it spin-the-bottle!" and Carlos' protest "but I want to drink!”* *sees that Carlos wants to argue further but he gets interrupted by Mia: "You can drink when you're not happy with your first impression" and Hanna quickly add: "I'll just start"* *watches Hanna spin the bottle and how it stops pointing at Alex* *hears her laugh: "That's easy. Arrogant snob! Sorry, Alex..." and sees Alex simply shrug: "Who would have thought?! And now it's my turn, or what?"* *watches Alex spin the bottle and how it stops pointing at Matteo* *hears him say: "Easy! Constantly stoned"!* *hears everyone laugh and is curious to know who the bottle will point to when Matteo spins it*

Matteo: *isn't really convinced by the game but plays along when everyone else does* *only grins tiredly at Alex' first impression of him* Well that's not really a surprise... *sighs slightly and spins the bottle* *sees it point at Laura and her looking at him expectantly* *thinks that of course that had to happen and finishes his drink first* *hears Jonas: "Don't let us wait, Luigi"* *shrugs slightly* I thought: shit, she looks good! *sees Laura gape at him and how everyone else looks at him a little horrified, as well* *feels Carlos lean towards him and how he tries to whisper, but everyone can hear: "Dude, Brudi, David's right here!"*

David: *sees Matteo's bottle point at Laura and really is a little curious what his first impression of her had been* *then hears his words and remembers when and under what circumstances Matteo had seen Laura the first time* *grins broadly* *hears Carlos' "whisper" and has to laugh out loud* *notices the confused and partly horrified faces turn toward him and explains* Matteo thought that Laura was my girlfriend when he first met her... *now also sees Jonas' grin, who seems to be the first one to understand: "Haha, and then you thought she looks so good, I don't stand a chance against her with David…?"* *lovingly and grinningly looks at Matteo and remembers their almost-kiss after the party and the relieve in Matteo's eyes after he told him that Laura was his sister*

Matteo: *looks over at David when he hears Carlos' words and is relieved to see him grin* *is glad that he seems to remember under which circumstances he first met Laura* *quickly lowers his gaze when David explains it* *feels a little embarrassed by it now* *only shrugs one shoulder at Jonas' words* *then feels two arms wrap around him and notices only now that Laura has gotten up to hug him and to grin at him* *hears her say: "Thanks for the compliment!"* *has to grin a little* Yeah, yeah, all right... *sees Laura sit back down* *hears Kiki: "Hang on, was that at the neon party? Did you already have something going on back then?"* *shakes his head and because his glass is already empty grabs Carlos' glass and takes a sip* *ignores Kiki* Okay, Laura, you have to spin!

David: *sees his sister spin the bottle and how it stops pointing at him* *looks at her provokingly* You better not say anything other than: "What a cute little baby!" *grins and sees Laura grin, as well: "Well, to be honest I thought: "And because of this shriveled little thing I couldn't keep playing with my Playmobil?!”* *laughs* Very nice! *they continue to play a few more rounds until the game dissolves and everyone starts conversations among themselves rather than play* *at some point disappears to the bathroom and when he comes back notices that the spot on the couch next to Matteo is no longer taken* *plops down next to him and wraps Matteo's arm around his shoulders* *looks up at him and presses a brief kiss to his mouth* Everything all right? *has the suspicion that parties sometimes get too much for Matteo, but thinks that he's actually doing quite good today*

Matteo: *by now has gotten himself another beer but managed to take his spot on the couch again* *smiles slightly when he sees David come toward him* *laughs a little when David moves his arm but simply lets him do his thing* *kisses him back and then puts down his beer so that his hands are free* *grabs David's hand with his free one* *feels a warm tug in his stomach when David asks him how he's doing* Everything all right... *turns around slightly so that he can kiss him again* And you? Is everyone being nice or do I have to scold someone? *grins slightly*

David: *smiles when Matteo says that everything's all right and murmurs* Well, that's good, then... *moves toward him for the kiss and then cuddles closer to him* *laughs quietly at Matteo's question* Everyone's being nice... *grins* Although Laura was a little rude... shriveled little thing... pfff... *but relaxes in Matteo's arms and says* But the scolding can wait... right now it's so comfortable... *peeks over at Laura, who is talking to Linn again, and adds with a grin* And you'd probably scare off Linn if you scold Laura right now... but thanks for the offer! *pulls his hand toward him and presses a kiss to his fingertips*

Matteo: *laughs slightly* Okay, okay, I'll scold her later... *looks over to Linn and Laura* But I'm happy that they get along... *smiles when David kisses his fingers and then slaps his face, simply because he can* *hears Kiki: "And here are Matteo and David"* *looks at her and sees her filming with her phone, probably for Instagram* *grins broadly and holds out his middle finger to her and hears her say: "Charming as ever..."* *shrugs and sees her move on* *laughs slightly and takes his hand from David's to grab his beer* Do you also want a sip?

David: *nods to Linn and Laura* Yes, so am I... I guess we'll really have a guest during Pride... *grins at the idea of the four of them having a nice evening* *removes Matteo's fingers from his face with a sound of protest and reaches for his hand when he holds his middle finger into Kiki's camera* *pulls a face into the camera himself and relaxes against Matteo when Kiki moves on* *automatically reaches for Matteo's beer when he offers it to him* Sure... thanks! *takes a sip* *had only had one beer today and only drank cola for the rest of the night* *then realizes that the beer is almost empty, grins slightly and takes another sip* *gives Matteo back the empty bottle*

Matteo: *takes the empty bottle back from David and only then notices that it's empty* Seriously? *laughs and shakes his head* Should I go get more? Can you drink another one? *sits up a little and slowly takes his arm off David* *waits for his answer that he also wants a beer* *quickly kisses him again and then gets up to go to the kitchen* *to his surprise notices that the kitchen is empty and takes two beers out of the fridge* *sees Hanna enter the kitchen* You, too? *points at the fridge and hands her a beer when she nods*

Hanna: *goes into the kitchen to get another beer and sees Matteo in front of the fridge* *grins at his question and nods* Sure! *takes the bottle from him and opens it with the bottle opener on the fridge* *cheers at Matteo* To us! *grins slightly and leans against the fridge* Cool that you're throwing a party again. Is there a special occasion?

Matteo: *laughs tunelessly* Yes, exactly, to us! *takes a sip and leans on the counter next to Hanna* No, not really... thought it would be fun... and Laura wanted to meet everyone again... *grins slightly and shrugs* Of course we could also celebrate you and Jonas sorting things out... Congrats, by the way, I'm really happy for the two of you...

Hanna: *grins* Yeah, it's always fun... but of course Laura is also a good reason. She seems to be really nice. I've talked to her for a moment earlier. *then blushes slightly, has to smile and lowers her gaze when Matteo congratulates her* Thanks... I'm also happy! *looks back up again and laughs* I really didn't believe in it anymore for some time... but that makes it even better that it worked out in the end. We're really happy! *takes another sip of beer* And what about you and David? Still on cloud 9?

Matteo: *only nods at what Hanna says about Laura and agrees with her* *grins when she blushes and pokes her slightly* That’s obvious… you deserve it, both of you… *grins slightly when she mentions David* Yep… we’ve decided that we’re sappy and that we’re proud of it… *laughs slightly* No, seriously… we’re doing great… if someone had told me this a year ago…or even two months ago… I wouldn’t have believed it… *looks at her and grins* But we’re probably similar in that respect, aren’t we?

Hanna: *laughs at Matteo’s words* Well as long as you agree on it everything’s great! *smiles about his disbelief and nods* Yes, probably… *hesitates for a moment but then says* Considering that only a year ago you’ve been in love with Jonas… *looks at him smilingly and scrutinizingly because she doesn’t know if it’s okay to confront him with this, but she simply has to talk about it at some point and if not now, when all four of them are happy, when else* *takes another sip of beer*

Matteo: *hears her words and for a moment feels like somebody had pulled the rug out from under his feet* *never told anyone about that and was never planning on doing it* *feels as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water over his head* What? I… nah, that… that was… wasn’t like that… *isn’t able to look at her and quickly takes a huge sip of beer and wishes that he would have gotten something harder*

Hanna: *immediately notices how insecure Matteo gets and almost feels sorry for simply saying it* *then hears him deny it and looks at him skeptically* Well, I don’t think that you’ve been in love with me back then… *bumps her shoulder against his* Hey, come on, it’s okay…

Matteo: *swallows when he remembers the excuse from back then and nods embarrassed* True… sorry… *looks at her carefully* You’re not mad or anything? I mean… *shrugs a little helplessly*

Hanna: *immediately shakes her head when he asks if she’s mad* Nonsense… as I said back then: Jonas and I would have broken up anyways. I somehow had to realize first that I can also exist without him… *takes another sip of beer and then says* To be honest, I even thought so back then… but now it’s somehow obvious in hindsight…

Matteo: *sighs slightly and takes another sip* Yeah… now it’s probably obvious… *hesitates a little and collects his words* By the way, what I told you back then is true… I never thought that it would escalate like this…

Hanna: *shrugs* I guess no one would have expected that… but it’s okay… *sighs quietly* It’s been over a year… let’s just put it behind us and continue our lives, okay? *takes another sip and then asks carefully* Is it okay for you now? I mean, sure, you’ve got David now… but the thing with Jonas? Are you over it completely? I mean, is it okay for you that Jonas and I are back together or is it somehow weird?

David: *as some point wonders why Matteo is taking so long with the beer, but thinks that he’s probably talking to someone somewhere* *decides to get his beer himself, gets up from the couch and goes through the surprisingly empty hallway towards the kitchen* *can hear Hanna and Matteo talking while he is still in the hallway, but can’t make out what they’re saying, but now knows why his beer still hasn’t arrived* *grinningly takes a step into the kitchen to complain but then hears Hanna’s last words* *stops dead in his tracks, immediately stops grinning and at first thinks that he misheard something* *takes a while to realizes what Hanna has just said*

Matteo: *still stares at the floor* Ey, you can’t compare that at all, that’s… *looks up and sees David standing in the doorway and freezes* *doesn’t know what to say, simply stares at David* *doesn’t really notice how Hanna turns around, notices David and murmurs “sorry” before she leaves* *swallows hard when he sees David still standing there frozen* Hey, that is… was… nothing… just stupid… and besides, it’s long over… *doesn’t know what to do as David still hasn’t reacted at all*

David: *only hears what Matteo says through a ringing in his ears and somehow notices Hanna leave the kitchen walking past him* *on the one hand has a thousand questions but on the other hand doesn’t know what to say* *only feels the urge to run away get stronger every second* *wonders why Matteo never told him about it and if he still has feelings for Jonas, if he’s maybe only a distraction for Matteo as Jonas obviously or probably isn’t gay, and if Matteo would even be with him if Jonas returned his feelings* *somehow can’t really bear those thoughts right now and can’t bear the laughter coming from the living room* *automatically takes a step back but keeps an eye on Matteo and simply asks the first thing that comes to mind* You’re in love with Jonas?! *doesn’t really notice that he isn’t speaking in past tense and that it doesn’t fit together with what he had just heard* *turns around like on autopilot to check if his Jacket is on the hook*

Matteo: *gapes at him* What? NO? I’m not, not at all. *takes a step towards him but then stops in the middle of the kitchen* *sees David turn around and starts to panic a little* Please don’t leave. I swear, it’s over… that was just a stupid crush, it didn’t mean anything and it’s long over… *talks quickly and a little chaotic* That has nothing to do with you, at all…

David: *hears Matteo’s words and wants to believe him, but somehow doesn’t understand anything right now* *shakes his head and feels the urge to take another step back but would then stand in the middle of the hallway and draw attention to them from the living room* *notices that his voice is shaky and that he has a lump in his throat when he says* If that’s the case, why did Hanna ask you if it’s okay for you that she’s back together with Jonas? They have only been back together for a few days… Why didn’t you just tell me about it if it was so stupid… I… *hears the others laugh and roar in the living room and only wants to get out of there* …I want to get out of here… I can’t go back in there, Matteo… and laugh and drink and act as if nothing was wrong… I… I have to understand all of this first, somehow… *sees the panic in Matteo’s face that he might leave and feels another sting because of it* *remembers his promise to him and for a moment wishes that he hadn’t promised him that* *takes a deep breath and says* Okay, I know I said that I wouldn’t just leave again... but this right now is different, okay? I… could we please talk about it later? I can’t do this right now… I… I promise that I’ll come back… or you could come with me and we can talk, but… *doesn’t know what else to say, only knows that he can’t stand a party right now* *runs a hand through his hair and feels the lump in his throat grow bigger* *murmurs with a very husky voice* I’m sorry… *takes a step into the hallway, grabs his jacket and leaves the apartment*

Matteo: *shrugs* Because Hanna doesn’t know, either? *wants to say much more, wants to justify himself* *but sees how done David is and has a suspicion of what comes next* *then hears that David wants to leave and starts to panic again* David… please… *is glad when he gives him a choice* *immediately answers* I’ll come with you! *but then sees David already move and doesn’t know if he heard him* *grabs a Jacket and hopes that it’s his, grabs his keys and hurries after David* *catches up with him on the staircase* *doesn’t say anything at first but simply follows him* *never would have thought that his stupid feelings for Jonas would one day catch up with him like this* *always thought that nobody would find out, ever*

David: *feels Matteo walk next to him on the staircase and knows that it’s okay – that he has to be alone right now but that Matteo is already such a big part of him that it’s okay that he’s with him – that maybe it’s even a good thing* *still has Hanna’s words and Matteo’s explanation-attempts in his head but somehow needs more information to really believe him* *leaves the building and takes a deep breath in the cool night air* *briefly looks at Matteo but doesn’t want to talk to him while walking so he lowers his gaze again and simply starts walking* *turns around two corners and eventually passes a construction-site fence behind which he knows is an old playground that had been shut down years ago due to disrepair* *walks to the end of the fence because he knows that one of the boards is loose, pushes it aside and lets Matteo pass* *follows him and determinedly walks toward an old balancing beam* *slowly sits down and looks at Matteo* *doesn’t really know what to say and starts to sort his thoughts first* *feels a little calmer due to the walk but is still afraid of what Matteo is going to tell him* *feels this lump in his throat again and tries to swallow it down* *somehow feels pretty unreal right now*

Matteo: *walks next to David silently, but his mind is spinning* *has no clue how he can explain everything and feels the panic that he will screw it up rise, that David won’t understand him and that he’ll be alone again* *goes through the fence and follows David* *stops in front of David when he sits down* *swallows hard and sorts his thoughts but realizes that it doesn’t really work* *so simply starts talking* Okay, yes, I had a crush on Jonas… but it was really only a crush… it was just… safe somehow? He was there and I was… I don’t know, it was easy… and I really screwed up because of it but… *shrugs slightly* Then I met you and I didn’t feel like that anymore… somehow, it didn’t matter anymore, at all… that wasn’t and still isn’t comparable, at all… that doesn’t even come close… you have to believe me! Please… *swallows and quickly continues* And I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you about it… but it doesn’t matter to me anymore, so I didn’t even think about it…

David: *notices that Matteo has stopped and finds it difficult to look at him while he talks* *but listens to him and thinks about his words* *tries to somehow imagine it but finds it difficult to think about the fact that Matteo and Jonas have known each other for so long and know each other so well and that there is so much familiarity between them and can’t really imagine him being able to top that* *thinks about his words again and with a cracked voice tries to make sure if he understood him correctly* This means you had a crush on him until recently? Until you met me? *swallows hard against the lump in his throat* *then honestly says* I don’t get it… you know each other so well. You know him a lot better than me… how can I top that? *laughs drily and shrugs* I mean, just in theory: If suddenly Jonas had returned your feelings then you’d probably be with him right now… would be a lot easier, wouldn’t it? *looks up at him now and digs his fingernails into the rotten wood of the balancing beam* *doesn’t really know if he even wants to hear an answer to his question*

Matteo: *swallows hard at his question* *because somehow he’s right and somehow he isn’t* *because he doesn’t think those feelings are comparable, at all* *hears him laugh and feels like it hits him right in the heart* *only shakes his head at the questions that follow* Easier? Nah. *shakes his head again* I think I had a crush on him /because/ it was obvious that this would never lead to anything… I always knew that… it was safe, you know? I never would have had to come out… It was only… like… looking at cars even though you don’t have a driver’s license… *swallows because he finds that the comparison is stupid himself* And you are… I mean, okay, I haven’t known you for that long… but I saw you… in the hallway at school and it was… it was as if the world stood still… as if suddenly everything was falling into place… *pauses for a second to sort his thoughts* And we got to know each other and I’ve never felt like that… with /anyone/, okay? From this moment I only wanted you… I wanted you so much… It isn’t comparable /at all/… as if I’ve moved up a level or something like that… *finally manages to sound more determined* And I want no one else, okay? I only want you!

David: *listens to Matteo and lets his words sink in* *tries to understand the thing with “having a crush because it will never lead to anything” and remembers that Matteo wasn’t out back then* *from this point of view can even understand him a little but still finds it difficult that it’s Jonas of all people, Jonas, who Matteo knows so well* *then hears the thing about the hallway at school and getting to know him and thinks that it’s similar for him, that he’s never felt like this about anyone but Matteo, either* *then even has to smile a little and quietly and amusedly asks* Moved up a level? Because of me? *somehow can’t really believe this* *feels his heart starting to race when Matteo says that he wants no one else and closes his eyes for a moment* *wants to believe him so badly* *wants so badly for Matteo to take him into his arms and doesn’t want these stupid doubts* *wants everything to be like it was an hour ago* *reluctantly lifts a hand and carefully reaches for Matteo’s hand*

Matteo: *immediately nods when David asks* Yes, at least one level… maybe even two… I’m not that familiar with the levels of “gay and being in love”* *bites down on his bottom lip and nervously runs a hand through his hair* *immediately grabs his hand and gets a step closer* But I swear to you that there isn’t anything anymore… that was just some stupid crush… I… *directly looks at him and determinedly says* I /love/ you, okay? All of you and everything that comes with it… I understand if all of that sucks for you now, and if you need time, then I’ll leave… but I don’t want you to think for even a second that I would want anyone else okay?

David: *laughs quietly when he talks about moving up a level but then gets serious again* *looks up at Matteo when he steps closer and listens to him* *feels his heart race again and suddenly thinks that he knows Matteo, that he’s familiar with exactly the Matteo that’s standing here in front of him and that he shouldn’t compare some familiarity-levels* *slightly shakes his head when Matteo offers to leave and is suddenly glad that Matteo followed him and that they talked about it immediately* *gets up when he hears his last words and takes a step toward Matteo* *pus his forehead against Matteo’s and murmurs* I don’t want anyone else, either… *closes his eyes and puts his head on Matteo’s shoulder* *murmurs I believe you… really… I just have to get used to the thought… okay? I was just really shocked earlier… that was completely unexpected…

Matteo: *feels like a huge load was taken off his mind when David gets up and wants to be close to him* *says with a husky voice* Good… *slowly wraps his arms around David and takes a deep breath* *immediately nods* Yes, of course… I understand… sorry that I haven’t told you… *hugs him a little tighter and quietly says* Should we go to your place? Or you’ll go and I’ll come over later if you need some quiet or something… *didn’t really see him shake his head earlier*

David: *also carefully wraps his arms around Matteo and takes a deep breath breathing in the typical and familiar Matteo-smell* *smiles slightly when Matteo hugs him closer and nods at his question* *shakes his head at his next question* *murmurs* I don’t need quiet, I only need you… *would like to tell him his thoughts from earlier, when they were walking to the playground, about his flight-instinct and the thing about “being alone together with Matteo” but isn’t really able to put them into words and doesn’t really want to talk right now* *instead searches for Matteo’s lips and kisses him*

Matteo: *is incredibly relieved and can’t really talk right now* *sighs quietly at David’s words* *kisses him back and lets his hand slide up to David’s neck* *looks at him after the kiss and smiles slightly* Are we gonna go on the swings now?

David: *returns Matteo’s look after the kiss with a smile* *then hears his words and laughs quietly* *realizes how good that feels and that some of the heaviness is falling off of him* *lets go of Matteo and looks for the swings* *looks back at Matteo* If they can still bear us and don’t collapse… *suddenly and grinningly starts running towards the swings and simply assumes that Matteo follows him* *realizes that the movement also does him some good and is the first one to reach the swings* *sits down on one of them and grins at Matteo* I won!

*spends some more time with Matteo on the abandoned playground before they make their way to his’ and Laura’s apartment – sometimes holding hands, sometimes wrapped around each other* *once there, he routinely takes off his binder first while Matteo is in the kitchen making hot chocolate for them* *sits down on the kitchen table with Matteo and recalls the evening* *feels that it’s still weird to know that Matteo used to have a crush on Jonas but feels that he’s calmer about it and that he believes Matteo, or at least wants to believe him that he really only wants to be with him* *at some point asks* How does Hanna know? Did Jonas tell her? *sees Matteo immediately shake his head: “Jonas doesn’t know…”* *draws up his eyebrows and looks at Matteo astonished and questioningly* *watches him run a hand through his hair, apparently searching for words, and eventually sigh: “I did something really stupid… a little over a year ago…”* *looks at him attentively and waits while he exhales and eventually continues: “Hanna made out with some guy while she was still with Jonas. Apparently it didn’t mean anything, but… Jonas didn’t know about it. Anyways… I didn’t only have a crush on Jonas, he also was my best friend – and somehow I mixed all of that together… I wanted to protect Jonas and I wanted him to know, but for some reason I didn’t want to be the one to tell him, okay? I didn’t want to be the cause for fights… I don’t know, maybe I even wanted Hanna and him to break up, but somehow I also didn’t because Hanna was also a good friend”.* *doesn’t really know where he’s getting at but continues to listen to Matteo while sipping his hot chocolate* *hears him continue: “Anyways, the guy Hanna made out with also had a girlfriend. She didn’t know about it, either. And so I told her…”* *nods when Matteo looks at him* *doesn’t know how he would have reacted in a situation like this – there probably would have been a lot of better ways to react but he can see in Matteo’s face that he’s afraid of being judged and therefore doesn’t comment on it* *only asks* And all of that came out? *sees Matteo nod: “Yes – and it was pretty bad. Hanna was bullied pretty badly and she was threatened and called the slut of our year. She even considered changing schools. And Jonas was feeling really awful, as well… I didn’t think that it would get this bad. I thought that they’d either break up because of it or that they’d patch things up and at least Jonas knows about it then”.* *nods again and then says* Gosh, so that’s the reason they broke up back then? *sees Matteo nod again but then shake his head: “At some point Hanna found out that I… well, that I was the one who told the guy’s girlfriend and she confronted me about it. She wanted to know why I did it and somehow I… I don’t know, I guess I tried to talk my way out of it and said something like just think about it. I guess at first she thought that I had a crush on her – at least that’s what I’ve always thought. I apologized to her and she said that she and Jonas probably would have broken up anyway, because it wasn’t going too well”.* *sees Matteo run his hand through his hair again and how he’s searching for words again and then quickly explains: “You know, before Jonas got together with Hanna he was with Leonie, and Hanna and Leonie were best friends… When Jonas broke up with Leonie because of Hanna and they got together, Hanna only had Jonas for quite some time – that was before she became friends with Mia and the other girls – and she says that it wasn’t good for either of them… that she herself didn’t really know who she was anymore and so on…”* *sees him shrug and nods in understanding* *then asks* So she wasn’t mad at you because of it? *sees Matteo gnaw on his bottom lip for a moment, shrug and explain: “I think she was pretty mad at first… but she’s Hanna. Hanna’s never mad for long. We were okay again relatively quickly. But not as good as before all of this happened. Sometimes I miss our friendship, the way it used to be… and sometimes it’s like it used to be again…”* *smiles slightly when Matteo says that he misses his friendship with Hanna and tries to comfort him* Maybe you’ll get closer again… now that she’s back together with Jonas… *watches Matteo absentmindedly play with the handle of his mug and eventually take a sip* *then asks* And how did Hanna know that you had a crush on Jonas? *sees him shrug again slightly while putting down his mug: “I guess she simply put two and two together… when she learned that you and I are together she probably figured that I didn’t have a crush on her but on Jonas. Don’t know… maybe she knew about it even before that”.* *sees him smile a little bitterly and then hears him say: “I didn’t think anyone knew… I didn’t want anyone to…”* *meets Matteo’s gaze, which is now intense and hears him say: “It really only was a crush… I never thought about the fact that it could come out. I never really saw Jonas and me together, you know? I mean he had a girlfriend, he was my best friend… it was safe to crush on him, because the chance of it being more one day was so slim…”* *tries to understand it and reluctantly nods because he knows that it’s important for Matteo that he understands, but probably has to think about it for some time to really understand it* *then asks* And Jonas still doesn’t know about it? *sees Matteo shake his head: “No. He neither knows that I had a crush on him nor that I was the one who ruined their relationship… well, that I was the one who made sure that it came out”.* *nods again and thinks about the fact that it’s somehow a bummer that his best friend doesn’t know about it – at least that it was Matteo who made sure that the thing with Hanna making out with someone got out* *eventually asks* And what if it does come out one day? *sees Matteo grimace and shrug: “The thing with the crush wouldn’t be bad, I think. That’s in the past… the other thing… I don’t know…”* *nods again and reaches over the table to take Matteo’s hand* *squeezes it slightly and smiles a little* *murmurs* Thanks for telling me… *really likes it when Matteo tells him more about himself – likes listening to him – and thinks that it’s a real proof of trust when Matteo opens up to him and that they get to know each other more and more because of conversations like this* *sees Matteo only smile and take another sip of hot chocolate*

*suddenly hears the front door open and automatically checks the time* *realizes that it's already a little after 2 am and briefly feels bad for completely forgetting Laura once again* *sees her walk in with a grin and hears her say: “I should have figured that you’d be here… I’ll just stop to complain about the fact that I don’t get informed when you two disappear. At least now you disappear together…”* *grimaces apologetically* Sorry… *sees his sister shrug it off: “Oh, don’t worry… is everything okay with you two”?* *briefly exchanges a look with Matteo, smiles and says* Yes, everything okay! *sees his sister nod and hears Matteo say: “Umm… there’s still some hot chocolate in the pot if you want some”!* *sees Laura grin and grab a mug: “At least there’s one thing you think of! Thanks”!* *for a few minutes the three of them sit in the kitchen and talk. Laura tells them about the party and that it was fun and nice after they left and that she really likes Matteo’s friends* *is glad to hear that it probably didn’t seem weird to anyone but Hanna that he and Matteo suddenly disappeared*

*a little later he and Matteo are lying in bed – Matteo’s arm wrapped around him and his head on Matteo’s shoulder while he absentmindedly strokes over Matteo’s chest* *has to think about the fact again that it was good that he and Matteo were able to immediately clear everything up; how good it was that Matteo came with him and how good it was that this time he let him come with him instead of also running away from Matteo* *at some point murmurs* It was good that you came with me… *only then realizes that he was talking without context and can’t really blame Matteo for not knowing what he is talking about* *hears him quietly ask: “Huh”?* *searches for words to somehow explain it while also searching for Matteo’s hand on his chest* *entwines their fingers and says* Earlier… when I… had to get out of there. *is briefly distracted by Matteo running a hand through his hair but then continues* I don’t know if this urge to run away when… something like this happens… will ever go away… but I realized today that… it’s not a bad thing if you come with me. That it’s even a good thing. *feels Matteo press a quick kiss to his forehead and hears him whisper: “Well that’s good…”* *nods and continues* I have to be alone in situations like this, but somehow… you are already such a big part of me that it’s a good thing when you come with me… and if I’m alone with you… I’m somehow not alone, at all… *has to laugh a little because his sentences sounds somewhat scattered and asks* Does that make any sense? *feels Matteo also laugh quietly and shrug his shoulders* *then remembers something and quietly adds* So… in case of a natural catastrophe I’d still run away and still hide and wait… but I’d definitely take you with me… to not be alone…

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[heli0s-writes]

Keen

Summary: The Bartons’ Vow Renewal Ceremony, Bucky’s exasperation (among other things), and some peaches makes for a fantastic afternoon.  Pairing: Bucky x chaoticdumbass!Reader Warnings: Swearing, sexual references. A/N: 1.4k words. Written for @cake-writes​‘s 1K Followers Celebration! Congrats, love! The prompt is based off this moodboard:

Bag of Tricks One-Shots Masterlist

It’s never the revealing outfits that catches Bucky’s attention.

The shredded tank top exposing a lacy bra— an exciting blend of sexy and sweet, or the skintight white dress from last Saturday’s outing that hugged so snugly he could see the cleft of your ass. He doesn’t bat an eye.

Silk robes and nothing else to mission debriefs. Boy shorts and a frayed crop-top emblazoned with a summer camp logo. Nothing. Once you answered your door in fishnet tights and a tank top, half pulling on shorts, and because Bucky was so used to it, he threw the book you asked to borrow onto your bed and left as if he never saw you.

Your clothing collection leaves very little to the imagination because frankly, you leave very little to the imagination. Bucky knows more about you than he knows about Steve and it would only make him uncomfortable if he didn’t know you for so long.

There is no filter between your brain and your mouth, and you have absolutely zero sense of propriety.

Between burping in the middle of dinner, clipping your nails and scattering them on the floor of Sam’s room when he irritates you, complaining openly about pissing out of your ass after eating an entire box of Triscuits, your prancing around in nothing but socks and a t-shirt doesn’t even register in his mind as inappropriate. All of that sounds like a Tuesday night when you’re applying a mud-mask and wrestling to get him to try it, too.

It’s the dress you wear to Clint and Laura’s 10-year anniversary that kills him.

A lemon-yellow and soft fabric with loose capped sleeves, flowing down to your shins and cinched neatly at your waist with a thin bow. The sheer material gives him a clear view of your legs inside when you dart through the beams of the afternoon sun.

It makes you look otherworldly and gorgeous. Delicate like you never are, and to his utter shock, it stirs him wild.

He finds himself situated between Steve and Sam and staring at the back of your head during the vow exchange. Your hair is still wet because you had overslept and sprinted down the road to get here on time. Luckily, the Barton’s had extra accommodations just a few miles away—Clint’s newfound hobby as a retired Avenger and rural dad. Unluckily, your heel broke off and you ran barefoot, dragging blood over the lush grass.

Water droplets collect on the nape of your neck and roll down into the fabric, soaking the back until it turns orange. He pinches himself because no way. No way is he thinking about dragging you behind the barn in the middle of a vow renewal ceremony and—

“Earth to Bonky!” Your fingers snap in his face. Three of your nails are chipped, and you shove your pointer back into your mouth, teeth nipping against it to tear it free. “Let’s get fucked up on some bubbly.”

He feels lightheaded because the cocktail hour has begun and that he didn’t even notice.

You grab him by the waist and lurch forward, throwing your broken shoes under the chair and pretending like they don’t exist.  

Picnic tables are set for the guests, thin off-white linen tablecloths adorned with the exact kind of decorations perfect for a ceremony in the back of the Barton’s farmhouse. Eucalyptus dollars and dusty green lamb’s ears burst from the entwined centerpiece running through the middle of each tabletop. Creamy garden roses are placed sporadically along the length of the vine, split open peaches and blackberries lie waiting to be tasted on polished ceramic plates.

It’s beautiful.

Bucky couldn’t care less.

Your teeth sink into a ripe yellow peach matching that damn dress and its juice spurts from your mouth and down your chest in sticky trails. Bucky chokes on his champagne and spits back into the flute and both of you look like complete idiots who either need bibs or need to be quarantined away from the real adults.

“What is going on with you two?” Sam mutters behind a stiff jaw as his eyes roll from left to right, “Y’all embarrassing me in front of the ladies.” Bucky puts a hand up in apology and steers you away from Laura’s shocked sisters and over to the rolled-up cutlery where he slaps a cloth napkin over your sternum.

“I was saving it for later; I can get a little slurp-slurp if I bend down far enough.”

“Will you shut—please, it’s distracting.”

A furrow of your eyebrows shushes him as you slowly dab at the liquid on your chest. In your other hand, you hold onto the half-eaten peach suspiciously. Bucky tenses when you look him up and down, taking in his stiff posture and the way he is fisting the crystal glass in his hand. “You… okay?”

“Fine. They’re just... gross.” He grunts.

You quirk your head even further and narrow your eyes at the way he stands, weight pressed on one leg, arms crossed suddenly as if he’s protecting himself.

Bucky grumbles incoherently, stares off into the distance and finds interest in hay bales and chickens. He unbuttons the front of his blazer and straightens his spine, anything to stand a little taller and ground himself. His hands begin to fiddle by his sides, and he fixes his tie in a moment of unease.

The grass shuffles beneath your feet as you step in front of him, blocking the perfect view he had of a yard he longed to throw himself across. You hold the peach out in front of his face with an amused grin.

The glint in your eye tells him the kind of trouble he’s in. “This? Oh, Bucky, this isn’t gross… It’s actually delicious---” Your bottom lip is rolled between your teeth as you gasp and moan.

He glares straight through your face and into The Abyss. You are milking it.

“—Mmm.. oh god! Juicy.” A squelch breaks the silence as your mouth sucks the nectar onto your tongue, “Sweet. Tangy. Wet, and so  soft...” Your tongue lewdly traces the corner of your mouth and up over the top of your lip. Maddeningly slow. “It’s kind of like eating…”

You place the fruit under your nose and plunge the tip of your tongue inside, flicking a few times at the edge of where the soft yellow flesh meets the thin layer of fuzzy orange-pink skin. “Kind of like eating pus---”

A hand spikes the peach out of your face and clear across the yard. When the two of you are finished following its trajectory as it pathetically rolls to a stop so far away it’s nearly gone, your heads turn back to see Steve hovering with a glower.

“Not. Okay.” He grits out, “Family event!” Steve yanks his thumb back to the tables where no one else seems to think anything of your absence, but granted, not everyone has super hearing. “Don’t make me come back here.”

Steve struts off with a final huff, giving Bucky a disappointed sigh—or perhaps a sympathetic one. Your smirk is barely hidden by the back of your hand as you watch Steve clomp away and then you erupt into laughter so hard you have to hold onto Bucky to keep yourself upright. Your wrist is splayed over his shoulder, forehead pressed to your own arm as you giggle.

Rising from your chest and mouth is the smell of ripe peach flesh, enclosing his senses completely. It is summery like the sun and the yellow of your dress. Ripe and sweet and tangy, just like you had said. Bucky licks his lips and groans when your breath blows over his neck.

“You think he--?” You ask quietly, turning so that the tip of your nose barely brushes against him.

Bucky shrugs. “Not like this is out of the ordinary for you.”

Another gust of air rushes down his back when you exhale, “True. Meet me behind the barn, Barnes?”

And then you’re off, extremely proud of yourself, bare feet sneaking away as quickly as possible so no one will notice your absence from the mingling. Bucky watches you disappear behind a row of trees and around the corner and shudders in excitement.

The two of you have been fooling around sporadically for the past month, but as you promised-- and he delivered-- nothing has changed. He still yells at you for oversharing, and you still clobber him with a box of Triscuits and a jar full of something for his face once a week. The only difference is that now sometimes he shows up half-dressed, too.

Bucky grins to himself as he takes a step after you. Then he pauses and heads the other way.

  Five minutes later, he turns the corner and finds the dress that started it all hiked up over your hips and you erupt into laughter again at the sight of two peaches in his hand.

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tags: @whothehellisbucky, @serpentbaby, @badassbaker, @alagalaska, @crist1216​, @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan​

[rj019]

The characters don't belong to me. All credits to Marvel or Disney or Stan Lee idk.

So this is my first ever Tumblr Post (人*´∀｀)｡*ﾟ+

Hope you guys will like it.. I'm new to this & I might make some mistakes so I hope you guys can understand and help me throughout my journey (◍•ᴗ•◍)

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Title : Genius, YouTuber, Artist, Musician and Spider-Man

Fandom : MCU

Pairing : Starker(tony stark x peter parker)

Rating : Mature (NSFW, Sexual Content)

Prompt : Social Media

Summary :

Tony started crushing on a guy who is 5 years younger than him... And You all know who that is 😉 one and only Peter Parker.

And Peter has a very famous Youtube channel since he was 6. But he always wears mask in his videos to hide his face. He often mentions his crush on Tony Stark since he was 12 in his videos.

" CHAPTER - 0 "

The notes below are for the things that happened till Peter is 20 from when I'll actually start the story. I didn't wanted to get it all mixed up. So I wrote these so you guys can understand the AU better and how everything came to be and not get confused. It explains everything about Pete's social media, everyone's ages and which part of MCU is included and which is not, and the changes in the whole storyline. So these are must read it if you want to read the actual chapters. (☆▽☆)

Notes :

Tony is 25 year old in this and Pete is 20 and they're both certified geniuses. And they are both Bisexual.

Tony's perants are alive. Pete's uncle Ben is also alive.

Howard is a good parent and husband in this fic and he himself is a Bi so congrats!! No homophobia 🤗

Howard made Tony CEO of the company when he was 22 and only took semi retirement and only went to company once in a while to keep an eye on things. Tony graduated from MIT when he was 17 and then he started helping with company 😀

So Avengers and S. H. I. E. L. D. does exist in this AU but sheild isn't publicly known nor does anyone knows Avengers' real identity that includes Tony's😉 but that was just until New York battle.

Howard and Maria obviously knew about Tony being Iron Man. Tony told them after he came from Afghanistan and created the armor. There was no way to keep it hidden from them. Like all the parents they were reluctant to accept it as it will endanger his life but the accepted it at last.

Tony was kidnapped when he was 19 and when he went to Afganistan for his first ever deal without his father. And bla bla happened and he became Ironman and then he told his father about the Arc reactor tech and told him that there are many other things that can get their company to it's peak and asked him to stop the weapon business and Howard aslo thought about it cause after all he almost lost his one and only son (told ya he is good parent it this one) and then you know what happened 🙃

Howard is alive so no Obadiah Stane.. So no IM 1 events after he came from Afghanistan happened. They hid the fact that tony has arc reactor in his chest though. And world only knew that Iron Man is getting help from SI because of the arc reactor technology in the armor but they could never expect that it's Tony Stark himself. ( yeah yeah I know not very convincing but bear with it cause its a fiction right😅)

Papper, Rhodey and Tony are best friends from childhood cause their parents are friends. So he tell them about IM too. Papper works with him at SI as secretary for few years but when Tony turns 24, He suggest his father to make her CEO and he will be working and providing for Techs and important business deals. And Howard knows his son very well and that doing office stuff ain't getting to Tony plus his IM activities. And Papper was already doing more than half of his paper and meeting work so he makes Papper CEO. And yep Papper and Tony did try relationship but it just didn't clicked so they are still friends and no awkward feelings.

From IM 2, he did get palladium poisoning but he hid it from his family and friends. He did parties and drinking (but without the armor ofcourse) and Rhodey got really angry at his behaviour and recklessness and told him that he will beat him up with his own armour. And then Nat and Fury came and all that injection stuff.. after that he told his father about it and they worked together and made the new element and saved him. After that he apologized to everyone and told the truth and even made Rhodey War Machine suit and Rhodey helped him with it at Expo. Race incident doesn't happen. But Vanko still tried to get revenge by helping Hammer. So Stark expo incident still happened with drones only, not the War Machine armour.

I'll say IM 3 doesn't happen cause we don't have that much time you know fitting all IM parts and then 2 avangers part just within 6 years is impossible 😅

So after that NY invasion happened and Avangers got formed. People didn't know who they atually were just their alter egos and that also not everyone. People were really shocked and afraid after the battle so the government decided to make shield publicly known. Not all the information but just lil bit parts here and there to ensure everyone that there were people and organisation who were ready for something big like this. But it was still not enough to make people safe.

So then Avengers decided that they'll reveal their identities so people will know that there is a group of people who are there and capable enough to save them from something like this and it worked. They did got positive response. But it was uproar it the world. And they had to deal with media and fans. When the world got to know about Tony Stark being Iron Man, SI's PR department was in chaos.

All Avengers are around 24 to 30 except for Wanda and Pietro. They are 21. But they got into team after Ultron and yep Pietro survived.

Events of Captain America and CA : Winter Soldier did happen except for Bucky killing Tony's perants part. And they are both 30. Clint doesn't have secret wife and children (sorry Laura and kids) cause he is 25. Nat is 24. Papper and Rhodes are 27. Thor looks like 28 but is 1500 as we all know. Loki looks like he is 26 and yepp he was mind controlled by Chitauri but he was at Asgard during Age Of Ultron. Sam is 23. Scott is 25 and he is divorced and has a daughter. He is in relationship. Hope is 24. Bruce is 29. (These are their ages at the starting of the 1st chapter, from when I'll actually start writing the story.)

In NY invasion only original 6 were included in Avengers Initiative and after that they lived together too, at the Stark tower which was turned into Avengers Tower. Later Shield recruited others and they trained and did mission together but didn't live with the original 6.

Then Age Of Ultron happened and Vision Wanda and Pietro also joined. At that time they decided to move to the compound Tony built for them in upstate so everyone can live there.

And time period between these all events is smaller than in movies cause you now 6 years time period ain't that long to fit 'em all.

No CW or IW or Endgame happened.

Mary & Richard unfortunately had to die in plane crash 😅 when Pete was 5 so his uncle and aunt looked after him from then.

When Peter was struggling to recover from his parents death, May got an idea to help him *tada* a youtube channel to distract him because she knew Pete liked to watch things on YT. Pete was a genius and he was great at art too and he is an obvious cinnamon roll so she knew it will be a success and Pete will be distracted too. But she didn't want her nephew's face all over the internet if he gets popular and then can't have normal life so she helped him make his videos with him wearing a mask. So here's where Pete's YouTube journey started 🤭

Peter being an adorable and telented and a genius he is, he got famous on YT over the years and got millions of subscribers and views. He even made accounts on other social medias like Insta and Twitter stuff releted to his YT when he was 12 and it was success too he posted his art and photography their. ( His art and videos do contain his fanboying stuff and crushing on Tony Stark🤭)

And yes Pete is Spider-Man. He became SM when he was 13. Same radioactive spider at oscorp stuff but without Ben dying.

Ben has his own business which is good enough to have stable and cozy life with his wife and nephew. May is house wife and she likes to do volenteer work oftenly. They have two story house with a garden and a backyard. Nither too big nor too small.

Ben has always taught Pete about responsibility and righteousness. (With great powers comes great responsibilities.) So when Peter got his powers he decided to help people by being Spider-Man and looking out for little guy. After sometime he told Ben and May about it and they were at first hesitant but then they got over it and were proud of him and supported him.

After a year, it was getting too much at the same time... being at school, managing social media and YT channel, being Spider-Man and all.

Ben and May wanted him to have normal life so even if he was a genius and could graduate early, they still wanted him to complete high school and make friends. But let's be genuine nothing in life is gonna be normal so he told them about his plan to graduate early from both school and college. And he loved his YT and social media cause it helped him so he didn't wanted to stop that and to stop being SM is out of the picture. Ben and May understood him so they allowed him.

He took this opportunity to tell his only 2 and closest friends Ned and MJ about him being SM. He trusts them alot and they didn't disappoint him and even helped him with keeping his secret identity.

So he graduated from high school early, got full scholarship to MIT.

He was fifteen when he saw Iron Man first. He and Ned became fans but Tony was still his idol and his crush. He also started making fanarts about Iron Man on his account. He liked Dr.Banner's work too. He was only 20 when he wrote his thesis about gamma radiation and his books are awesome and he has 7 PhDs by the age of 25.

Peter earned a good amount from his YT channel and he still had money his perants left so he made one of the vacant room in the house his lab after he became SM and he makes videos in his lab after that about his inventions and experiments but ofcourse nothing regarding SM. He and Ned even made a cool SM suit with AI which they named Karen. (The one from the Homecoming) He got his AI inspiration from his Idol's AI called JARVIS. (Tony made JARVIS when he was at MIT and then used him for the company and his lab and he gave an interview about it. That's how Pete knows about it. Tony used Friday for his suits and IM releted activities after he became IM but then after AOU he used Friday for everything.)

Pete's YouTube videos are about everything and anything he loves to do since he was young. When he was young it was about his lil childish science experiments with help of Ben (ofcourse till he could it on his own) or his art or baking and cooking stuff with May and all but they all always wore the different different matching masks while making videos. When he became friends with Ned and MJ, he asked them to be there too. As he got older he started showing his genius brain cells in his experiments and invention. Same goes for his art, it started getting more and more detailed and he also got interested in composing music and songs and he eurned more followers. He even made his accounts unhackable so no one try to find out who he is after he became SM. He had so many happy moments with his family and friends while making his videos, that is why he kept his YT and accounts.

Shield doesn't know who the Spider-Man is. Pete found out about them cause he sensed someone (agents) following him during one of his patrols when he was 14. So he and Ned looked into it and his mind was blown when he found the organisation and all government behind it.

He wanted to know why they were after him cause he only helped people. So they hacked into Shield. He found out that they wanted to recruit him for something called Avangers Initiative and there he saw some other people's and superheroes' information too. (He didn't look into it because he knew that if he didn't anyone want to know his identity, they must not too and he had no right. ) But he knew it was not a good idea to join it cause then he will have to work for them do their missions and he didn't wanted to do that. He wanted to look out for little guy and help whoever, he can wherever he can. Plus he would have to reveal his identity and when they'll know he is so young, they'll try to stop him from being SM plus people close to him will get in danger. And they might even want to experiment on him so it was a big fat NO.

After that he took every cautious step to protect his identity and his aunt, uncle and his friends. He made a security system for their house and made a smart bracelet to communicate or send signal to each other if they were in danger. They all had one including himself. It looked simple and no one could tell it was actually for that.

When Newyork invasion happened, he was not there. He was at MIT for his PhD. He was so damn worried about Ben, May, Ned and MJ. The moment he heard the news he left for NY but by the time he got there the fight had been finished. So he directly went to check on May and Ben. He found them safe and was revealed. Then he called Ned and MJ to check on them and their families and found everyone was ok. After that he told May and Ben that he will go out and help people from the aftermath of the battle.

He stayed in NY for 2 weeks. In which he found out about the Avengers. He and Ned were shocked at the name and that it was the same Avengers Initiative stuff they read when they hacked into the sheild and Peter felt a pinch of guilt but it disappeared when he learnt that Avengers revealed their identities. He was in no condition to reveal his identity.

He was shocked when he learnt Avengers' identities especially Iron Man. He was like "how could I not understand that it had to be Tony.. there were all those connection like SI and no one is such a genius to make that kind of Tech except for his idol. He fell in love with Tony even more but he just thought it was some kind of superhero worship and teenage crush.

After that Ned and him being the 'nerds' as MJ calls them they are, they become fanboys and started to find out more thing about Avengers. Pete started to post more fanarts of them and he even made the reaction video of how he feels about Tony Stark being Iron Man and Bruce Banner being Hulk. Both his favourite scientists. He even made a song for Avengers. Which was total hit so he made more songs in the future.

Pete graduated from MIT even earlier than his Idol Tony Stark at the age of 16. He got his PHD in Biochemical Engineering at 17 and he wanted to get more Phds in Robotics, Nenotech Engeneering study and Astrophysics. (Which he did within next 2 years.) (Pete was 16 when NY invasion happened and 19 when Ultron happened)

And then Ultron happened, it was all over the news and all but Avangers once again saved the world. Pete was happy and revealed that there were Avengers to save them from world ending dangers but there gotta be someone down on the street too. Someone to help people from criminal and other dangers which may seem little in their or government's eye like Rhino, Doc Oct, Green Goblin, lizard, electro and many more with whom he fought. And he felt that his decision to not join Avengers Initiative was right. Though Shield was still eager to find out who he is like he will let them.

And then Homecoming happened except the part with Tony. ( But Peter doesn't go to homecoming because he graduated from high school )

As for the Ferry incident he saved everyone. He held the both part of ferry with his web and his strength ( Pete is very very strong in this fic ) till his latest Nenotech bot he invented arrived and held the ferry together and mend it. (Like Iron Man did. Just that it were bots who fixed the last part too. Where Tony flys around it and mend it.)

Peter had figured out the arc reactor technology a year and half ago but he didn't wanted any one to know cause it will attract the attention of many people and he didn't wanted that. That is also the reason he doesn't use his Nenotech suit he made. ( IW one ) But now that he has used his nenobots and his tech which was even better and cheaper, he knew for sure that it's going to fireback but he thought he'll take care of it later when he is not busy trying to capture a curtain alian tech loaded weapon selling Vulture.

Next day he had asked Karen to keep and eye over everything and at night Karen informed him about some movements at some abandoned warehouse. Then the whole warehouse dropping and plane crashing thing happened. He saved the Mr.stark's tech and averages stuff and weapons.

But now he will even have more attention but he then ask Karen to clear CCTV footage around the beach so no one knows about him leaving from the scene. He can only hope now. He'll have to lay low for now and even more careful.

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Hope you guys will like it. I have thought so much for this fic. It's going to be exciting writing this.

[wolfpawn]

I Hate You, I Love You, Chapter 160

Chapter Summary - Life continues for Danielle and Tom as the world processes their news, some good, some bad and some plain ugly.

Previous Chapter

Rating - Mature (some chapters contain smut)

Triggers - references to Tom Hiddleston’s work with the #MeToo Movement. That chapter will be tagged accordingly.

authors Note - I have been working on this for the last 3 years, it is currently 180+ chapters long.  This will be updated daily, so long as I can get time to do so, obviously.

Copyright for the photo is the owners, not mine. All image rights belong to their owners

tags: @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog @jessibelle-nerdy-mum @nonsensicalobsessions @damalseer @hiddlesbitch1 @winterisakiller @fairlightswiftly @salempoe @wolfsmom1 @black-ninja-blade

Those who were interested in the life of celebrities and those that called themselves critics and/or fans of Tom erupted in joy, revulsion, despair, anguish, excitement and several other emotions at the news of the engagement. Twitter was awash with comments, both from well-wishers and begrudgers. Celebrities who worked with both Tom and Danielle wishing congratulations, as well as the behind the scene crews from both of their different projects. Rumours became rife, theories began immediately. As like several times before, Danielle was accused of being pregnant, that they had to rush down the aisle before the baby came, others that she had his testicles in a vice on something and she was forcing him to do it, then there was those who believed it genuine, posting pictures of them at the Infinity War premiere, him looking at her lovingly as she gave him a nervous glance, the film footage of them with the Cumberbatch's at the South Bank Sky Awards, smiling and looking at each other happily, picture of them from different times, all showing the same expressions, content and love of one another.

A lot of people discussed the situation with Taylor, how she would react, many saying she couldn't care less, others that she would be seething, people tried to analyse her latest movements as that could give an indication as to her thoughts on it. Everyone had an opinion it seemed, from the celebrity news to social media, all swooping on the story to see if they could get something more from it.

Luke kept Tom posted on the general consensus but for the most part, he simply responded to the friends and family that contacted him regarding the announcement and many wanting to know the date for the ceremony. He explained that it would be the following year and promised to keep them informed, noting that to include even just close friends and family would make it a notable sized affair.

For her part, Danielle was harassed/deafened by Nacelle screeching excitedly down the phone at her at the announcement of her news via Viber beforehand as well as being given more than a few congrats from her extended family, including a very excited Siobhan who informed her that Laura was delighted for her, but their mother had seen Danielle's announcement as a form of “one-upmanship” on her cousin and that she was going to try and embarrass Laura. Laura knew this was not true and that her cousin was actually in a longer relationship and had known her fiance longer, not to mention, Danielle would never embarrass Mattie and Bridget in such a manner. Instead of being upset, Laura was actually asking Danielle to check the cost of dresses she had seen online that were apparently cheaper in Britain, she confirmed that they were and two dresses for a one-year-old were bought and sent to Ireland for Caoilfhionn with a note from Danielle that they were “her treat”.

When Danielle went to her office to get her paperwork sorted, she was startled to see a large bouquet of flowers from her workmates and a bottle of champagne on her desk, as well a smiling face on Helena, Amelia's replacement as she had indeed been sent to the US office on her request with a glowing letter of recommendation from Danielle.

She dealt with her paperwork with considerable ease before dealing with the countless phone calls she had to make.

“Danielle, I see congratulations are in order.” Waters declared down the phone. “It’s somewhat peculiar to see my wife open a magazine and see you and your fiance at a premiere but to see it make the front cover of the damn thing, I don't think I'll ever get used to that. I mean, a partner in our firm, front page news.”

“You must be thrilled with the publicity.” She scoffed.

“Well, it's not exactly bad for Safeguard to have you and our business name always put together. But in all seriousness, I'm delighted for you and Tom, he seems to actually have his head screwed on, for an actor. And he's very much mad about you.”

“I find myself concerned as to what the two of you discussed while I was on the phone that day at lunch.”

“He simply made it clear we don't treat you right and that come hell or high water, he's choosing you over everything. Having worked with actors for the entirety of my career, I can honestly say, Danielle, you two are different to most.”

“Thank you, Lucas. Now about the situation on set you were talking about.”

*

After work, Danielle went to an appointment she made without telling Tom, knowing he would fret. She spoke to the physiotherapist regarding her shoulder and was instructed how to tend to it. Her shoulder was also put in kinesiology tape to aid it to recover. She knew Tom would see that so she sighed and thanked her physiotherapist before heading home.

When she arrived, there was a smell of cooking wafting through the house. The mud on Mac's paws as he came towards her to greet her caused her to pause and cock her head slightly before she walked forward. “Tom?”

“Out the back.” The playful laugh in his voice caught her attention. When she walked out, she found her eyebrow raise.

There, in the garden was a children's paddling pool and in it, splashing around like a lunatic was Bobby, yapping and jumping at a floating tennis ball excitedly.

“Hello.” Tom smiled, looking proudly at her. “Do you like my purchase for the boys?”

“Not as much as Bobby does.” She leant up and kissed him. “What made you get this?”

“They looked so miserable in the heat and I googled what people are doing to help their dogs in this crazy weather and it's quite common apparently. Mac sat in it for a minute but Bobby will not leave it.”

“Good, that's great. It's the first time he has went fifteen seconds without panting since this all started.”

“How was work?”

“Boring, paperwork and phone calls mostly, but a lovely bouquet of flowers and a bottle of champagne were waiting on my desk.”

“Really?”

“Yes, and Lucas was congratulating us too on our phone call. Apparently, you're a sensible man….if such a thing exists.”

Tom growled playfully at her for her jestful comment. “How dare you. Here was I, making the beautiful lady a dinner and not only do you attack me but my entire gender.”

Danielle gave a slight noise and kissed him again. “I'm sorry, my sexy fiance. I am mean.”

Tom could not help smiling and looking at her hand to the antique ring he had placed there as a symbol of his love of her. “Well, when you call me that….”

Danielle laughed for a moment before leaning towards him and kissing him again. “I better get changed and put this paperwork away and after that, I can be all your again.”

“That sounds like a good deal to me.” He beamed and went back to the back door to ensure Bobby did not accidentally drown himself in his attempts to play with the ball.

Danielle returned to the kitchen shortly after and checked on the food to make sure the water was not running low. When she heard Tom walk up behind her and snake his arms around her waist, she smiled. “So, dare I ask the occasion?”

“Occasion?”

“You don't cook this unless you are in the best of moods, so what has you chirpy?”

A light chuckle passed Tom's lips. “You are so observant.”

“I know, it's sort of my job to be.”

“I am have completed my interviews with different women regarding the MeToo movement.”

“That's good, I mean, you know what I mean. How are you after it all?”

“It was exhausting just listening to them, so I find myself wondering how exhausted they are for talking about it and holding it.”

Danielle put her arms around his. “You are a strong man, Tom and you are so good to do this for these people.”

Tom pressed his lips to her shoulder for a moment before sliding his hands up and rubbing them. A moment later, Danielle hissed in pain and moved away. “What…?”

“My shoulder is a sore.”

“Oh, I'm sorry Darling. What happened?”

“Just a swollen muscle, it will be fine,” she dismissed.

Tom swallowed, worried about Danielle's health but knew better than to force his opinion, which was for her to step back from her training, on her. He watched as she moved the arm again and walked over to her backpack and removed the meals she had brought to work with her to keep to her diet and placed them by the sink. “You should consider going to a physio.”

“If it gets worse, I will,” she promised. “So what is your plan now, after everything with the movement?”

“I am not entirely sure, I will play it by ear. All I know is that it's opened my eyes to a lot, hearing how some women are treated, I was so blind to it all as a person. God knows what I never realised about those around me.”

Danielle nodded and mmhmm'd in agreement but unconsciously chewed the inside of her cheek as she washed out the empty containers.

[cvptainandors]

thoughts on the new movie? :)

hi anon! i’m going to assume you mean the new little women movie bc it’s the last film i saw and also my url would indicate that it’s the only thing i currently and ever will care about (which is the correct thing to assume)

i honestly. loved it so much. which says a lot because my hopes were SO HIGH as i didn’t even have it in me to be skeptical about it bc i was so excited and yet it still exceeded all expectations. i openly wept throughout and like idk i have many thoughts idk if i can make them all coherent but i will damn well TRY.

the casting first of all was,,,,,, chef’s kiss. perfection. 

i already knew saoirse was going to be the perfect jo and i had every faith in florence and eilza (more on that soon) but it was emma watson that really surprised me as meg. i guess i just didn’t really think it was inspired casting when i first heard about it but she’s literally perfect for the role and oh my god congrats to meg for marrying such a STONE COLD HOT NERD john ‘it’s a lovely greenhouse’ brooks you have my heart. also the cursed ringlets scene that continues to give me hives to this day? her ‘MARMEEEEE’ omg queen of comedy?

did i cry like i was trying to stop a drought during saoirse’s ‘woman have minds’ monologue? you bet i did!!!!!! this is going to be the clip they play when she gets her oscar nom isn’t it?? rightly so. 

eliza scalen how dare you make me cry like that i was a convulsing sobbing mess thank u so much for reassuring me that my tear ducts still work. also her lil scene where she fed joanna when all the other girls were fighting. a pure bean.

FLORENCE PUGH GREATEST ACTRESS OF OUR GENERATION.

FLORENCE PUGH ACADEMY AWARD WHEN????

FLORENCE PUGH DUMP ZACH BRAFF AND DATE ME CHALLENGE (no fr i will forever have the most chilling and vivid memory of hearing they were a thing bc i had legit JUST been served nachos and just had to sit there pretending to enjoy my nachos with that knowledge fresh in my brain and i blame him for me going on a nachos hiatus)

anyway we know i love jo bc hi look at my url but this film solidified my status as an amy girl through and through. i’ve forever been a defender of amy re: manuscriptgate but this whole movie just did the best job of showing everyone else that she’s the GOAT of the march sisters. and florence is my favourite amy ever. i can swither over all my favourite interpretations of the other march girls but not. florence!amy is for life not just for christmas. the scene where she talked about her feet outside laurie’s house physically changed me as a person and i would like a personal oscar nom for miss florence’s phlegmy cry alone.

and that brings me to... timothee chalamet nation, you... are valid. maybe i stan lil timmy tim now. maybe his delivery of ‘I’M FINE’ did something to a girl. he did the perfect job of showing how much of a fuckboy laurie is but like. he’s my FAVOURITE fuckboy and i am forever grateful for the time and attention given to laurie and amy’s relationship throughout the movie instead of having it bookended in there with a shove and zero care. also this movie did such a good job of portraying laurie’s relationships with all the marches instead of just jo and amy which i LOVED. like when he danced with meg and how he was always putting his arm around beth and asking aunt march to dance at meg’s wedding. god bless.

laura dern as marmee... idk i have nothing to say because i’ll just CRY. please adopt me. that scene at the kitchen table DID ME THE FUCK IN HOW AM I EXPECTED TO RECOVER FROM THAT MAKE IT MAKE SENSE LUV I WAS A MESS.

and i’ll be totally honest. i’ve honestly never been a bhaer fan? idk i know that’s a little like sacrilege these days but all i feel is this emotional detachment from him and that was only furthered in this movie because of all the changes like him being french instead of german. i’ve never been a fan of like large age differences as well even tho yes yes i know different eras and his maturity is there to counteract jo’s attitude but idk maybe i liked that he was younger even though i know a lot of people are pissed about that so it’s... not something i’ll go into detail about because i just. don’t care about him. i’m SORRY. altho i liked meg and amy’s involvement in the umbrella scene.

i was also!!!! a little confused at first by greta’s choice to use flashbacks instead of telling the story in a linear way? but i really liked it because we’re used to seeing everything happen in chronological order through all the other adaptations so i liked the fresh spin on things and CAN YOU SAY LIGHTING. the warm colours for the flashbacks and the cold colours for how everything is for the march’s present day. AGAIN CHEF’S KISS.

this is honestly getting too long omg you probably just wanted me to say good or bad or something i’m sorry i just have so many feelings because this story is so important to me and i feel so lucky to have such a good adaptation of it god bless ahhhh anyway FIVE STARS GO SEE LITTLE WOMEN TELL FLORENCE PUGH I’M SINGLE

[drkcnry67]

break the news... (day 14)

A/N: @obxmermaid​ this is the 14th entry in the lives of Draco and YN as we get closer to christmas they have now been stuck in the school as their classmates have gone elsewhere for the holidays. but a fire message from YN’s parents inviting them to a gathering makes this a whole less boring. 

pairing: Draco Malfoy x reader

Prompt: “come on down for the weekend, the family is gathering and we would be honored to have you both here.”

mentioning: @sweetness47​

25 days of hogwarts

the message, ah yes the fire message a way for wizards and witches to communicate  without the use of modern technology. also very good way to be somewhat discreet.

this is how you got a fire message that changed your weekend of a lifetime. 

“dearest daughter, you and Draco are invited to come home for the weekend to enjoy our family gathering. this is the one day a year as you know that the entire family gets together under one roof, grudges and petty judgements go out the window. minus your father who is doing well, but the doctors are getting his magic up to full strength again. please reply and say you both will be in attendance for it would mean the world to us. love mom.”

you turned to draco as you both took one look at the fire message and smiled. 

Draco: i guess we need to pack a weekend bag. we can share a bag right?

YN: yep. but a fair warning this weekend my family will be doing all sorts of magic. its like this every single damn year. its basically one big game of catch up that lasts the entire weekend. 

just as draco was about to speak your fire place went crazy. then a figure resembling your mother appeared.

YN: mom?

Laura: ah daughter thank goodness i found the right one. so did you get the fire message...

YN: yes we were just discussing it. 

Laura: oh come on down for the weekend, the family is gathering and we would be honored to have you both here. please say you will come... you know the family will want to know how you are doing and meet draco...

YN: yes thats what im afraid of, all the grilling and questions and and... oh fine.. but do us all a favor and hide the bourbon from uncle ned, you know how lushy he gets. wait which place is it at this year?

Laura: ive already done that... oh dont worry ive spoken to dumbledore by fire message he will have a port key ready. 

YN: oh so you knew i would say yes. 

laura: i hoped you would. now we will see you both on friday at 3pm or sooner. by the way your father is fine. i know you probably got my update note but to reaffirm he is fine. he woke up. the doctors were able to heal him all up. he wont be at the feast they are keeping him a few more days to make sure he is fully functional with his magic. 

YN: we will have to find time to visit him then... 

Laura: yes. now we will see you both in a few days. remember YN be nice to these people they are family but they are gonna be ruthless to anything they dont understand yet. 

YN: what do you mean?

Laura: i mean some of the family is old school like they dont think open relationship policy is a good idea. 

YN: well this will be a shock for them then. see you on friday mom. 

the fire went back to normal as you flopped back onto the couch your head spinning, you know how your family reacts to the abnormal.

You bringing home a boy, who is not from your own house is like people who don't listen to the law.

The law is hard but it is the law. This was one thing you were desperately prepared to fight for, this was your life you werent gonna let your family determine how you get to live it. 

anyway back to the story, you and draco decided to pack and you both went to dumbledore’s office on friday at noon and went through the port key landing just outside of paris at one of your family country mansions. 

Draco: love, this place is incredible so why would we not come here more often. 

YN: cause i want to be independent so i take only what i need and every month they transfer 10,000 into my bank account and another 10,000 into my gringotts. both of these accounts were of my parents doing, not mine. but its mostly their way of support before we go further we need to figure out how to approach this to my family. 

Draco cups your cheeks and kisses you when he pulled back he spoke calmly. 

Draco: we will handle this with smiles, and friendliness and happy thoughts, we are the only people who matter in this relationship, the people who support us matter as long as they support our union. at the end of it, we are the ones that matter and have final say in this relationship. that and the ministry when we tell fudge. 

YN: yes that, we need to do that soon... maybe sooner than we think if this dinner doesnt go well. 

Draco: well lets go inside, im sure your mom knows we are here... dear we are just prolonging the inevitable. 

YN: your right. lets go... but im surprised that someone isnt here to greet me... 

you let out a sharp whistle, letting your purse sit now on the ground. just as you did that, you heard a screech. 

Draco: what was that love?

YN: that is my griffin... 

Draco: im sorry what... 

just then a griffin with golden feathers with tints of black and brown through it lands in front of you. approaching you as you bow, the griffin nuzzles your face with its own. 

YN: i missed you too girl. Draco, this is Opal. Opal this is Draco my boyfriend. 

Opal turns to draco, Draco bows to Opal who approaches Draco and sniffs him and waits a few seconds and then nuzzles Draco’s head. draco then began petting Opal. 

YN: she likes you, its always polite etiquette to bow to a griffin or a hippogriff before approaching it.  this gesture will show the griffin that you are not a threat. this is a show of good faith. of good will. 

Draco: opal, I think we need a guard to get to the door.

Opal growls lightly before leading the way to the door. You both get to the door and opal nudges you before she bows letting you and Draco go inside. your mother comes round the corner from the kitchen and rushes to hug you. 

Laura: im so glad you both are here... now YN your room is fully prepared for you and Draco. not to worry i pre warned most of the family that someone has a big announcement. no one questioned or said anything. not to worry though, people will begin to arrive in a few hours. go on up and un pack. 

YN: its good to see you too mom. this way love. 

you take draco by the hand as you both walk upstairs down the hall and too the right. into your master suite or as you call it “the tower”. this room complete with your own walk in closet, a king size canopy bed, your own bathroom. decorated in a teal color to combine yours and dracos magic essence. 

YN: this is our room for the weekend. 

Draco: its perfect. i love this bed and the color and you. 

You turned to face him, to meet his eyes with your own. 

YN: careful love thats seduction in your tones. we have 2 years to wait before we can be married. or even consider that possibility. 

Draco: doesnt mean we can lay here for as long as possible and just play wizards chess or something. 

you snap your fingers and you both were laying with a wizards chess board on the bed.

YN: we are gonna play this till we are called several thousand times. by everyone who wants to see me and grill me and... ugh... this is stupid.... my family is so passed screwed that its a long long time between gatherings for the reason of they dont know what they want, against every fibre of better judgement that they have, they dont know how much the world has changed.

Draco: love don't worry too much. Let's just play and not worry about anything else right now. Nothing is gonna ruin our weekend. Nothing at all. i believe white goes first love. 

you have been planning your entire strategy for this game you were 6 moves ahead of draco and you planned to keep it that way. 

YN: pawn to g4

draco: knight to f6

YN: pawn to g5

draco: knight to d5

YN: knight to a3

draco: pawn to e5

to this point you had counted for every angle every move that draco could possibly counter. 

YN: knight to c4

Draco: queen to g5

you now had an opportunity to get rid of his queen if you did it correctly. 

YN: pawn to d3

draco: queen to f6

YN: knight to a5

draco: pawn to b5

YN: knight to f3

draco: your good love, but im slightly better... bishop to b7

YN: only as a slight... but not better enough. Knight to b7

Draco: knight to c6

YN: pawn to e3

Draco: love that wasnt very smart of you... knight to e3

YN: love that also wasnt smart of you. Pawn to e3

draco: clever love, pawn to d5

YN: bishop to d2

draco: pawn to e4

You smile as you begin to make Draco think you are preparing to checkmate his king. 

YN: bishop to B4

Draco: oh my dear you are not gonna win right now... bishop to b4, by the way love, check... 

you were so unsure of what to do, now looking at the board you knew now that you were screwed, you were about to loose. 

you had to attempt to get your king out of check. 

YN: im not gonna go down without a final attempt... king to e2

draco: sorry love, queen to f3... i believe its checkmate!

Yn: how I had this all planned out, I had this all planned out... Omg congrats love you win.

You kissed Draco, his hands pushing the chess board off the bed. That started the make out session of the next 10 min. Before someone came up the stairs and knocked on your door...

You turned toward the door and snapped your fingers...

Yn: come on in

You and Draco sat on the bed in each other's embrace watching as the door opened to reveal Hermione Harry and Ron.

You both got up and embraced them. They were here but how did they know.

Hermione: didn't think I would miss family gathering weekend did you... plus i figured we could use the backup, plus these 3 are the first outsiders at this family weekend. you my dear cousin could use a little bit of extra happiness before the rest of our family arrive. besides did you show Draco the extension of the grounds. all the griffins that you have trained. 

YN: he did meet opal who took to him right away. he did surprisingly well for his first encounter with a griffin. But tomorrow we will go to the griffin sanctuary. Tonight we meet the family. I've been avoiding going down, how many are here yet?

Hermione: too many, more than usually show up first. no one has fought yet so its good and pleasant so far. cuz we should put on the family crest!

though you didnt want to Hermione pulled out a bag from your closet and led you into the washroom. you both put on the knee length black dresses and did a hair check before exiting back to the guys. 

Draco took one look at you, came over and kissed you...

Draco: that dress is absolutely gorgeous on you!

YN: thank you love, this is the family crest, its style takes after our hogwarts crests. but it is our family crest. i however look forward to the day when we can be married where we have the freedom to disappear under new names so we can live our lives in hiding, in peace. 

no one except draco heard you say those words as your ears heard the sound of fencing swords... you and hermione took off down the stairs and watched as your uncles all have fencing swords and are fencing throughout the house/property.

YN: well the fun begins. hermione tell the guys to stay upstairs im gonna stay here and watch this wait for my chance to intervene. 

hermione: i should be by your side for this...

YN: no you should wait with the guys, make sure you give them their anti tracking bracelets. make sure that they understand the rules, make sure that they know what they are and are not allowed to do while here. make the rules abundantly clear.

Hermione gives you a swift nod, realizing that you were right, she went back upstairs to the boys. You let out a ear pi3rcing whistle forcing your family present to stop in their tracks.

Yn: family, family should we not be calm, should we be merry and sheath our swords for it is supposed to be the one weekend out of the year where we gather together as one whole magical family, but today you me, you pessimistic grown ass men are acting like children on this the weekend of peace. So every man in here and on this property shall hence forth not herald another sword as long as we all exist within this property border, for today i tell you all that im the one with the announcement.

You turn to see hermione coming down the stairs, draco following behind her, harry and ron behind him. Draco comes up at your side, proudly sporting his house crest as he places his hand to your own. 

YN: this man beside me is my announcement, this young man is my boyfriend of 2 and a half years, this is Draco Malfoy. yes his parents are followers of you-know-who but Draco is different, i saved him from his parents, i saved him from whatever they wanted for him, more importantly we saved each other. without draco i would not be standing before you all to declare that my parents have blessed this union and we are the start of the open house relationship policy in the wizarding world, which now states “any witch or wizard that so sees fit to love someone not of their own house shall be free to be with whoever their heart desires within or without their house crest. for eternity shall this be!” Draco and i will be the first of a long line of students to follow our hearts. if i earn not even one of your approvals this weekend just know this, my parents support us and these 3 behind us support us, the school and its professors and students support us. we are supported and loved in every single direction. but a week ago Draco gave me this necklace with our couples initials and our anniversary date which pairs perfectly with this ring i gave him, neither of us are leaving this relationship and no one can make us. 

for the room was silent all eyes were on you, and neither you nor draco said anything else, you both just walked over to the kitchen to help mom with some baking and rolling of spring rolls, and mixing of drinks yet still no one said anything, they just all stared at you both. 

by the end of the first day you guys had been among the people, no one said a word to either of you. the night was peaceful, you both stood out on the balcony as opal slept beside where you both stood (yes the balcony is big enough for a griffin to sleep on... odd how story telling can be warped to our standards as authors) you both went inside after an hour and a bit later and went to sleep.

the next morning when you both woke it was to the sound of drills and hammers, something was going down and from the sound of it something was happening. 

you both went to the balcony and discovered that the family was building something in the yard. opal was freaking out but she was also tied to a post in the yard. 

YN: either my family has decided to work together or we are in lots of trouble. 

thats when you received a fire message.

YN: its from my cousin she says that the family locked her ron harry and my mother in the barn with the griffins, tied up opal and insist on crucifying us all insisting we are all under the dark lords influence unless you and draco renounce your relationship and never see each other again.

Draco: what are we going to do... i cant live without you, and im never going to renounce our love. 

YN: i have an idea but im gonna need you to do a fire message as well, send one to hermione in the barn tell her that she needs to comfort my mother, help is on the way... i have 1 message to send myself, to hogwarts. 

you prepared your message as draco did his, you both sent them off, you knew hermione couldnt reply but she could receive, the one going to hogwarts however arrived in the hands of who you addressed it. 

dumbledore received the message, he summoned minerva and snape to his office... 

Dumbledore: im afraid this is not a social call, this is quite urgent in fact, a literal matter of life or death. YN and Draco had left yesterday to YN’s parents place, but i just received an urgent fire message... this reads, “Headmaster, this message is Urgent! we need help my family didnt take the news of me and Draco being together very well, they plan to crucify us, to crucify mine, hermiones, dracos, harrys, rons and my moms magical and physical forms. we need assistance, they have me and draco locked in the tower, and the others in the barn. please bring help, we need to get out of here. but they boarded the room we have a balcony but we wouldnt survive the jump. help us, get us out of here, by any means necessary and headmaster thank you for letting me and Draco live our lives together. help us asap!”

minerva: what do we have to do albus, how do we save the children and YN’s mother...

Dumbledore: quite easily, we 3 are going to YN’s family property where i will tqalk to the courtyard, one of you goes to the barn, the other goes to the tower,  we meet back in the courtyard hopefully with everyone safe and sound. hopefully in that time frame i will have calmed down the courtyard and come up with a plan. now lets go... 

the 3 professors by port key traveled and arrived outside the gate to your family estate. with 3 wands this would surely work better than expected. 

snape, minerva & dumbledore: bombarda maxima

with that the gate, and half the wall on either side of the gate blew up, shattered into a thousand pieces. the explosion was loud enough to shake the entire estate. you and draco stood up slightly knowing that help had arrived. 

your family on the other hand saw snape, minerva and dumbledore walk through the debris and they parted like the red sea, going completely silent, dropping whatever they were holding. for they all knew that this was not gonna be an easy task. 

snape went toward the barn in which he found Harry, Ron, Hermione & of course your mom in the corner tied up like animals. he used his wand to untie them all and then waited for the signal to start emerging from the barn. 

minerva went inside the house and up the stairs, where she found and broke down your tower door. 

Minerva: time to go grab what you need lets go. 

YN: thank you so much professor for coming. 

Minerva: i am just glad im not too late... now lets see what dumbledore is saying to your family. 

Dumbledore was now on a platform speaking to your family. or at least those that were in the courtyard. 

Dumbledore: these children have done no harm, these people have made nothing wrong, why do you all believe they should be crucified, they have done nothing wrong except learn to love. 

one person exclaimed: they are working for the dark lord

another person exclaimed: their relationship is toxic and needs to be purified by crucifixion

another person screamed: cause its not right, this is not how the rules dictate... 

dumbledore was fed up with all the same types of answers...

Dumbledore: i albus dumbledore have seen the love that these 2 children share, ive seen it projected through their school work and through their vocals, its as pure and good as any in house relationships that have happened. ive decreed this to the school and am waiting for my meeting with the ministry to tell them about this. it will be a few weeks for that but i state this to you all: whoever goes from here to another soul and speaks ill of what has happened here shall henceforth no more have the ability to speak anything bad, and further more i decree that as long as there are good people running hogwarts, the houses can be free to love whosoever they desire! this began with Draco and YN, this decree is sealed by the signing of this parchment by me, professor mcgonigal, professor snape, YN and Draco. these 2 and the rest of their friends and family are not to come to any harm... now commence with the signing... YN and Draco first, then minerva and severus, i will sign last. 

you and draco walked up to the parchment, you signed it first then handed the pen to draco who followed in signing the parchment. then minerva and severus signed next, then dumbledore before he spoke again. 

Dumbledore: now all of you clean this yard up, none of you will be able to speak of this day, none of you will remember the horrors that were unleashed today. now go back to cleaning this yard and repairing this wall, YN didnt come back for family weekend and you guys do not remember anything. 

the spoken words echo on the property as your mom gave you, hermione, draco, harry and ron a longing look that seemed to say ill see you soon. like that you all ended up back at hogwarts in dumbledores office. 

Dumbledore: i wonder if i could speak with YN and Draco alone a moment. 

Minerva: of course Albus, i will make sure these children make it back to the dorms. come along children. 

the 5 people left the room leaving you and Draco alone in the office. 

dumbledore: now children lets speak a bit about what happened... 

YN: its my fault headmaster, i was so looking forward to telling my family, i didnt know it would go that wrong... i thought the old laws were no longer in effect, that crucifixions were illegal in the muggle and wizarding worlds. 

Dumbledore: unfortunately the old laws are the laws that were drilled deeply into lots of witches and wizards and mostly in pureblood families such as both of yours. but unfortunatly we can not change their minds or their ways for that matter, the only thing we can do about this is move forward starting with my meeting with the ministry. now i expect you both to take the day, relax, take a load off and just relax its best not to speak of what happened to anyone its better that not very many people know yet. now be off, spend as much time as needed to push this days events from your minds. 

you and draco walk out of the room, down the hall, through the changing stair cases to the shared dorm, where your room was.

He walked through the door with you, you both fell back on the bed. Just exhausted mentally.

Draco: are you OK love?

Yn: no I'm not... My family rejected me, rejected our relationship. for that they will have to learn the hard way with the decree, hopefully they will listen to that and hopefully when and or if fudge decides to make the announcement in the daily prophet. i know every single member of my family makes the effort to read the daily prophet... So we are gonna make sure it's front page worthy...

You turned over to face him and watched his eyes search your own. He was concerned about you, about your feelings, about your well being.

Draco brushed his hand gently against your cheek and smiled.

Draco: just lean into me and close your eyes. Don't dwell on what happened, dwell on our future think about that.. I love you YN, I love you so much! Just relax my love, just relax.

You leaned into the arms of your love, and happily lulled off to a state of peace and relaxation. You were not sure what tomorrow would hold but as long as nothing else bad happened you would be fine.

~to be continued~

[cobalt-penguin]

y’know what i’m still feeling annoyed and petty, plus i’m stuck inside and it’s storming out so why not type out a checklist of what everyone in TOW did to me.

since i am mean and manipulative, petty and pathetic, and so much more? why not bring up some old beef and give ya’ll something to eat. 

Gansey: tried repeatedly to instigate drama -- if not actively break up -- my OC ships by encouraging -- through IC shenanigans -- cheating and lying. One of these happened while I was on vacation with my family and i still remember crying about it in a hotel bathroom because i thought one of my few ships in the RP was over and I hadn’t even been asked about it. This also included trying to get his OC Tomas to make IC/OOC (hey you can feign innocence when it’s in that dubiously OOC space, until its receptive in which case you can say it was IC the whole time!) at one of my ship partner’s OCs. Made repeated fat jokes at one of my fat characters (the same one they were clearly trying to get away from their partner...hmm...). Claimed I was always running to vague on my personal. Fair enough, I did, but they did the same thing. In poem form. Never answered my message about leaving the RP group because they felt ‘disrespected” by it. Repeatedly including untagged dubcon/noncon elements on the dashboard and triggering me. Lying to Ivy and me about having a full Overwatch party then trying to say “oh it just emptied you can join now”. hid this “FAR” idea from the rest of the RP community and then played coy when they got found out and asked about it by another anon (not me). Made fun of other RP groups in Tumblr tags then, when I asked them and their friends not to, was told “we’re a step above them.” Saying I was excluding them from things when I asked to play OW with them AND invited them to my horror RP group AND, only months beforehand, were inviting them to my Marvel RP??Trying to emotionally manipulate me through threatening to kill characters they had obviously grown tired of playing (probably because their major connections were to me and not their other friends) -- “haha i’m probably going to kill (my oc) idk but doesn’t that make you upset?? what will (your character) even do??” Engaging in nasty “”IC”” interactions with my character, basically telling me, through them, off, and being supported by the entire community in doing so. All of this really hurt me because I considered Gansey a friend and a major inspiration at one point in my life. Someone I non-jokingly looked up to and trusted. I feel like Gansey left TAR, our first RP group, because of how controlling, self-interested, petty, and mean-spirited the admins there were. That they were limiting other people’s creativity while building up their own narrative -- everyone else just there to be their audience. But you and Roman literally became Usa and Jen. Congrats. You lived long enough to become everything you’d rebelled against. And yes Gansey -- I saw all of your messages to everyone. Emotionally manipulating others -- telling them how terrible you are you don’t deserve their friendship, but would like to -- isn’t an apology. Its a tactic. Do better in the future. And despite me “blocking” you? There were a hundred ways to still reach out to me if that was what you really wanted. But let’s be real. It wasn’t. That was part of your gambit to. Goodbye. 

Rosie: asked literally EVERYONE about what had happened with the ““TOW explosion”” except me. never even asked my side of the story. Rosie I don’t even get because the other admins treated her like shit -- making her do all the coding and technical components for the entire RP -- but she was still defending them to the end. Okay. And then to treat Shelly like utter SHIT even though Reyne was running her passive-aggressive mouth off about people who couldn't even defend themselves? Amazing. Yeah, she’s the bully. Your perspective was so twitested by your biases that you were ready to victim blame Shelly just because Reyne had to run at the sight of someone actually throwing their bulltshit back at them. 

Reyne: Like Gansey, frequently indulged in cheating/cucking scnearios for fun -- again, including my own characters without asking or telling me. Don’t think Reyne ever apologized for this, IC or OOC. Dropped ships with me repeatedly -- leaving the group even -- without a word. Passive-aggressive to the max. Made a ship with Gansey just to play out her Teen Wolf OTP -- something that will never not be funny to me, when she called Gansey’s “character” Stiles. Smooth. 

Frankii: Repeatedly dropped me and my characters from plots. Gave me one of the most hurtful comments of my RP community by essentially being like “maybe if your plots and characters weren’t so confusing than more people would want to RP with you.” Invited to join my horror RP group and never made a character. also told me this after Gansey wrote that enormous callout about me, that Roman piggybacked on while the getting was good: “also I'm not here to advocate on behalf of my friend but I really don't think Gansey was trying to be rude last night, they can come off a certain way when they're stressed.” COOL. The rest of Frankii’s message I really appreciated, at the time, but, surprise surprise, then despite us being “cool” they never spoke to me again. 

Laura: I actually really liked Laura tbh but I guess she didn’t feel the same. Some of our interactions back in TAR were actually some of my favorites. I invited her to join my horror RP group and she never made a character. When I asked about this -- and if she needed any help making someone or wanted to leave -- she said she was working on it. Basically stonewalled me over time. Honestly though? Not a lot to say I actually think Laura is a good writer and pretty cool. Its just obvious who her friends were and I, stupidly, thought I was included in that. 

Anna: Actually I really liked Anna too tbh but I guess I vastly overestimated our friendship? It happens. Dropped me from one of her plots -- after talking to me about including me in one of hers because she felt “obligated” basically, from being featured in my own -- without mentioning why or talking to me about it. Invited to join new RP -- refused (not mad about this, just making note of it). Refused to follow my new account when I lost my old one because “lol they’re such a furry”. 

Roman: lmao where to even start. Roman was condescending and elitist literally from the beginning of TAR. barely acknowledged my existence until he had to.I started a plot with an open invitation to the entire RP group, with a deadline so I could start writing. Roman waits until its over and complains that they were left out. I include him anyway. Roman mocks the fact that I ask to tag or outright remove aphrodisiac dust -- because I don’t like seeing untagged dubcon/noncon on my dashboard, it upsets me a lot -- and then goes on a whole thread about it after I go to bed and can’t even defend myself. Apparently told his friends not to invite me to things because he doesn’t like me??? And then he has the nerve to be like communication is key and you can come talk anytime??? While having me on their public “friends” list with a description about me on his blog??? omfg...I literally can’t. To this day. Actually let this image speak for itself.

Everything Else: The repeated, childish treatment of strippers as immoral (””your character is stripping?? my character is so upset and is going to protect them!!”). The implication that characters who were stripping were also automatically sex workers. The continued references to my character, who owned this establishment, as being sleazy and manipulative. Also, honestly, what was with ya’ll adopting some random teenager into your OW groups? That was weird af. And then bringing some random person into TOW without asking anyone and trying to pull rank like “we’re the admin team and we can do whatever we want”. and shit-talking Meg and me in your “open forum” when all we wanted to do was get on with out lives. Like? Who cares? Ya’ll didn’t want me, at least, there anyway, clearly. You don’t get to exclude me then talk about how disrespectful and “wrong” the way I left was..........

Me: I didn’t do everything perfectly either. I know I could be passive-aggressive. I could be self-interested. I could make bitter comments. I dealt with feeling angry and upset by making memes -- which, I’m gonna be honest, I get why ya’ll were upset but I don’t regret either. I had spent so long in TAR/TOW with nobody interested in my characters and plots -- originally because I didn’t vid and played furries but, later, well.........see above -- that I did focus on my own narrative. I wasn’t invited to plots. I didn’t have sexy vampires and boy band werewolves. I played weird characters that didn’t fit the common niche of the cast of an angst and hookup filled supernatural YA novel. Maybe my plots were confusing but, honestly? It was because they were always going to be in the background. I wasn’t disinterested in anyone’s stories. I had just been left out of them for so long -- having to beg to even be a mention in a single mention -- that I had to make my own. I wasn’t there to just be an audience member to be aghast by Roman’s newest quirky boy or Gansey’s newest possessed twink. I was a writer. A member of the community. And, at the time? I thought a friend. Someone who deserved appreciation and respect. 

I know who my true friends are now. We did, ironically, exactly what you did -- we have out own group, our own setting, our own community. 

And I still live with the mean and manipulative things YALL said everyday. Even as an adult -- even with everything I’ve accomplished and am so proud of -- I’m still traumatized by being treated so poorly -- for years -- and not even realizing it. Something I’m still working on -- one of the many reasons I still have trust issues to this day. Congrats. That’s your legacy on me. aNYWAY

byeeeeeee

[makramarenco]

The way he looks at you

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14863772

It was nearing midnight and he was at a shitty 24h supermarket in the middle of NY waiting in line to buy some shitty beer to take back to the apartment. And if the kid that was before him could decide soon what kind of candy bar he would take his girlfriend, well, that would've been great.

The cashier looked almost as bored and done as he himself felt and Chandler could only begin to imagine what must have been like to work in that place at those hours. After what felt like hours he got to pay for the beer and an impulsively chosen chocolate bar, and went outside into the cold mid February air.

The store was more block aways from the apartment than Chandler would have liked, but hey, when your roommate is apparently so good at sex that he is making the girl of the week cry out his name over and over while you are trying to sleep and can hear everything because of the paper thin walls, well, there��s only so many things you can do.

So there he was, walking back home, hoping they were finally over with their porn sounding sex so he could just go to sleep and pretend the next morning that he was not hopelessly gay and disgustingly in love with said roommate.

The streets were obviously empty, freshly fallen snow laying over everything and he tried to avoid slipping and falling.

It took about ten minutes before he was climbing the stairs and opening the door to a, oh thank god, silent apartment. He was just setting the beers into the almost empty fridge, thanks Joe, when said guy walked out of the bathroom. Shirtless. With sex rumpled hair. Yawning like a newborn kitten. And Chandler was so gone and so fucked up.

“Hey man! I thought you were asleep!” The good mood was evident in Joey’s voice despite the sleepiness.

“Oh yeah, like I could’ve gotten any sleep while I kept hearing everything through this damn walls”

Joey’s eyes went wide and second latter where filled with guilt.

“Oh man, I’m so sorry, didn't mean to wake you up!” He paused for a second before his eyes were filled with pride “But I have to say that to make a woman scream like that you have to be a natural my friend”

And just like that Chandler was done with the situation.

“Yeah, okay Joe, congrats, I’m just gonna go to bed now”

And it seemed like Joey was about to say something, something flickering on his eyes that Chandler couldn't quite put his finger on, but let it go, a small smile grazing his lips.

“Yeah, okay, good night man”

So he just stepped into his bedroom, pulled off the hoodie he had thrown over his pajamas before going out and fell face first groaning into the unmade bed.

He could've woken up to the usual singing man that lived across the window in the other building, but instead it was the sweet laughter of a girl in the other room that ripped Chandler out of his dreamland.

He grumpily pulled the sheets away, the chilly air making him shiver slightly before he padded to the door, opening it slowly, in hopes that the couple outside wouldn't notice him.

Of course that plan quickly failed when Joey spotted him and his face broke into a huge smile. Chandler felt his heart miss a beat and tried to smile back, knowing fully well he hadn't achieved it. He knew, though, that as it was a Saturday, Joey had no auditions, which meant today he wasn't making pancakes and sending the girl on her way. And nothing could cheer him up more than that, cause that way he didn't have to deal with jealousy and pity for the woman.

Once he was out of the bathroom, he quickly made his way to the door, not bothering with saying hi. Joey though, was not amused by this and grabbed his arm before he could even open said door.

“Hey Chandler, good morning, nice to see you, slept well?” Sarcasm dripping from his voice. He dropped quickly enough though, something like hope stirring in his eyes “You’re not staying? I wanted you to meet Laura, she’s new to town and I was hoping we could all go to have coffee with her so I could introduce her to everyone”

And wait, what?! What on earth was going on? Joey did not introduced girls to the group and he most certainly never looked this eager for everyone to meet someone.

It must have shown in his face, since Joey was immediately pulling him along to his bedroom so they could talk.

Chandler didn't even had to say anything, his expression communicating everything he needed.

“Look Chandler, I know it’s weird since I never do this, but I really really like her. She’s funny, she’s smart but not too much and she has a great body” and of course that came with a goofy smile and some obscene hand gestures. As he got no reaction from his friend, that was still gaping at him by the way, he sighed “Dude, come on, it would mean so mucho to me if you could just approved this, you know your opinion means a lot to me”

And maybe it was that or the doe eyes that got Chandler out of his trance. He wished his features to stay neutral, knowing well enough that he was usually way too expressive.

“Yeah, okay, I’m sorry, I was just really shocked. Cause it’s shocking Joe, I never expected this from you… But sure, you have my blessing, I would never get in the way of you happiness man” And just as he began panicking that he had said too much, that Joey was so gonna be able to figure it out, since he was not nearly as stupid as people thought, his friend gave him a beaming smile and jumped forward to hug him.

So Chandler just melted into the arms of his best friend, forced down the jealousy bubbling in his throat and wished his feeling aways, not for the first time.

Afterwards, he excused himself saying he was starving and only Monica’s food would be able to tame the hunger inside of him and escaped the apartment before he did something stupid. And he felt the need to hide in some dark, far far away corner of the world and cry his heart out cause he just knew he would never get a chance with the man at the other side of the door, well, no one needed to know.

And as he was just so bad at hiding his emotions that as soon as he stepped into Monica’s and the two girls living there took one look at him, they were immediately fussing over him.

“Oh my god, Chandler, you look as if someone had killed a puppy in front of you” And that was just great, cause now he was picturing that and it did nothing to help his mood.

“Come on honey, we have some nice breakfast that will cheer you up, right Mon?”

Said girl was in a blink of an eye rushing to prepare the tastiest and most mouth watering breakfast that could exist in the gang’s opinion, but the blue eyed man was so under the weather that he just slumped down into a chair and willed he could just sunk into hell.

And yeah, he was being dramatic, but it was just like him to blow things out of proportion and sulk about it.

He was soon playing with delicious food, not really being sure if he could actually stomach it.

And the more he played, the more restless Monica and Rachel seemed.

“Chandler? Honey? Can you just please tell us what happened? We’re dying here” And he could clearly recognize the desperation in Monica’s voice. But he was just unable to voice out his feeling, his most well kept secret. Or at least that was what he wanted to think.

He slumped into himself even more.

“Is it about your feeling for Joey?” And the question was just so innocent, Rachel not even realizing the weight of her words.

But Chandler just froze.

He could barely catch Monica and Rachel arguing in harsh whispers, but he was too caught up in his panic to really hear was they were saying.

“Chandler? Chandler! Please, I’m sorry, I didn’t want to throw it on you like that, I’m just worried! Please say something” And now Rachel’s voice was full of despair too and he just felt horrible.

He willed his voice to work, clearing his throat about a hundred times before being able to actually form words that came out raspy and full of raw emotions anyways.

“You… You know? About my… preferences?” And he cringed internally at how formal that sounded but he couldn't found it in him to say the word just then.

The silence was oppressing even when it lasted just a few seconds for them to get over their surprise. Cause they thought Chandler would freak out about they knowing about his feeling for his best friend, not about the fact that they knew from day one about his sexual orientation.

“Oh my god honey, you were worried about that?” Rachel was the first one to find her voice.

“Chandler, we have known you for years, and sure, Ross and Joey obviously have no idea, but we’re girls, we know about this things, call it sixth sense or whatever” Monica smiled in that encouraging way of hers, while Rachel’s smile was sweet and supporting and suddenly Chandler didn't feel as alone and hopeless as he had mere second ago.

“Well in that case… I’m not even gonna ask how do you guys know about Joey, honestly. But yeah, it’s about him…” He sighted while fidgeting with the table cloth “He… he met this girl that is new to town and they hit it off and he’s apparently halfway in love with her and wants us all to meet her… I mean, he never does that! For all I know they will get married tomorrow as Emily and Ross did and I will be forced to be the best man cause I’m his best friend and can’t say no to those freaking puppy eyes of his and I will end up alone and with a broken gay heart…”

He didn’t even care that for the first time in his life he had openly recognized he was gay out loud. He was now picturing all of those things happening and the simple thought made him want to throw himself from the balcony.

He wasn't aware of the looks Monica and Rachel were sharing, having a whole conversation without saying words. The brunette was the first one to speak.

“Look, Chandler, I know it seems bad. But I assure you that Joey will not marry this girl, she won’t probably last more than a few weeks. None of us actually think Joey will get married with any girl at all. You know how he is. I know it might seem like a lot to endure, but you’ve made it this long, so have some faith in yourself…” She seemed doubtful about her next words, but one look to Rachel’s stern expression told her she should just tell their friend “And I know you might hate us for saying this and getting this idea into your head… but we really think you should tell Joey about how you feel”

Chandler’s head immediately went up, wide blue eyes staring at the two girls, and both of them were able to feel the scarred panicked feeling the man was suddenly surrounded by.

Rachel chose that moment to intervene before their friend went into full panicked mode, possibly close enough to a panic attack.

“Ok honey, listen to me. If you think for a second Joey will hate you, and feel repulsed and move out just because you are in love with him, you are so so wrong and he would probably feel insulted you think so lowly of him. He loves you Chan, doesn't matter how, but he would never let you hurt because of him, he’s way too good friend for that, and you are his best friend. How can you think he will react like that?” As she saw the panicked expression change into a doubtful one, she smiled softly, reaching for his hand and giving it a gentle squeeze “We just want you to consider it honey, it would make you feel so much better, independently from how it ends. We just want whats best for you”

And he believed her, but all Chandler could do was bury his head between his hands, willing his heart to believe what his friends had just said as well.

It was almost the sixth month after that dreadful morning and everything Chandler had predicted was becoming true.

Joey was dating Laura, that was as amazing as Joey had made it sound, which only helped Chandler sulk more and be even more unhappier. He still hadn’t said anything to Joey. Ross suspected there was something going on between his two male friends but was too oblivious to tell. Besides that, everyone acted as if nothing had changed.

Laura adapted real quick into their group, and even though the three girls were on Chandler’s side (Phoebe had expressed her support the same day the girls helped him by a “I knew it!” and a “I love you no matter what” followed by a hug) they all loved the red headed addition. Even Chandler himself, since the girl had amazing comebacks that dripped sarcasm 24/7 and her sense of humor mixed with his all too well.

So it all sucked, cause he couldn't even hate the woman. But he kept on sulking and suffering between the four walls of his bedroom while on the outside he was, or tried to be, the same Chandler everyone knew. Everything was fine.

Except suddenly it wasn't cause Joey intercepted him one morning before he could escape the apartment and do something useless to stay as far away as possible of said man, which had been his strategy since the fourth month.

“Chandler! Wait! I really need to talk to you about something” Oh man, he had been just so so close. And he knew what he had coming, he could see it in Joey’s posture “Look man… since this whole Laura thing started you have been really distant… And I know you like her, so I just can’t understand this? Is it me?” And there they were again, the huge doe/puppy like eyes that Chandler and basically anyone who knew the guy couldn't say no to.

“What? No! Joey, come on, you are my best friend! Why on earth would I be avoiding you?” Chandler knew there it was, the tone, as Joey used to call it. When he didn't actually believe something, or was lying, his voice would get high pitched. So when he saw his best friend’s eyebrow twitch, he knew his lie was not believable.

“Dude, please, just tell me!”

And, honestly, Chandler’s heart broke a little when he noticed how truly hurt Joey was. He could see it in those chocolate colored eyes that he usually fantasied about.

“Just… Look Joe, I’m sorry, okay? I know I’ve been distant, but I just… I can’t… I’m not able to tell you just why yet, sorry man” He awkwardly fidgeted with his hands, rubbing them together in that nervous way of his, avoiding at all costs Joey’s eyes.

He realized the exact moment the man gave up, since he seemed to slump into himself, a heavy sight escaping his mouth.

“Okay, yeah, it’s… it’s fine. I get it. Just… if there’s something wrong with me… with us, you would tell me, right?”

Blue eyes immediately met brown, wide with surprise.

“What, of course! I… this is not about you Joe, I swear. We’re okay”

A wide smile spread across his best friend’s features, his eyes crinkling in the corners and filled with happiness. He went for a quick hug before letting go but keeping both of his hands in Chandler’s shoulders.

“Oh god, that’s just, thanks man, I was just so worried! You are my best friend, you know? I can’t loose you, what would I do?!”

“Honestly Joe? Neither of us has a clue”

He received a light punch in his left arm by answer.

Turns out, the conversation he had with Joey was just a bad bad bad idea.

Cause, suddenly, as a bonding moment, the guy just decided to drag Chandler along to buy Laura’s sixth month anniversary present. And since they were that grossly sweet kind of couple, it had to be just ‘perfect’.

So there he was, being dragged along trough one big commercial avenue by the love of his life that was looking for a present to give the woman he was dating. The perfect situation. He was feeling just peachy.

What he had apparently missed, was that ‘perfect’ for Joey meant ‘Chandler approved’, which also meant his opinion was heavily considered in the moment of buying any kind of product. And he was just so not in the mood to give Joey’s selections much thought.

“Hey Chan, which kind of necklace do you think Laura would like the most?” In his hands Joey held two silver necklaces that were basically the same to the blue eyed man.

“I don’t… Do you, honest to God, think in college I studied how to choose jewelry for a woman? Cause I don’t really remember taking that subject” And maybe he should have seen it coming, but apparently that was the exact moment Joey had had enough.

“Sorry, I’ll come back to this later” His tone was polite while putting both pieces of jewelry back over the crystal counter and taking to the salesman that had been trying to help for the last twenty minutes or so. He then turned to Chandler, a displeased expression in his face “You. We are going home. And you’re telling me what the hell is going on”

And so they did. The shops they had been looking at were not that far from the apartment, so it took about ten minutes of Joey dragging Chandler before Joey was closing the door and turning to look at the blue eyed men, who was just looking everywhere to avoid eye contact.

“Chandler. You have one more second to tell me what’s going on with you before I actually start loosing my mind over this” And even under the angry tone, there was hurt and worry and Chandler just wanted to go into his room and cry his eyes out cause, honestly, how could there be a person more perfect in his eyes than Joey.

This was hurting him. He was so selfish, scared of what it would mean to him if he confessed his true feelings, not realizing he was hurting Joey in the process. The one person he had tried to keep safe. And it torn him apart, knowing that this might have been the last few moments of their friendship. But Rachel’s words came back to him and he found himself releasing a deep sigh before he reached out to take Joey’s hand and gently move both of them to the couch.

“Okay, okay, you are right, I should have told you before. I’m sorry, I’m just scared that what I’m about to tell you will completely ruin our friendship and that thought alone terrifies me…” And he was rambling, he knew that, but he had to brace himself before he could actually say the words.

“You… Chandler you are worrying over nothing. Nothing you could say to me would ruin our friendship, you are way too important for me to just let something get in the way of us”

And that sounded so much like something a lover would say. But it was ridiculous to think like that. Joey only meant it in a friendly way. He wasn't going down that road though.

He took a deep breath, finding Joey’s eyes but unable to keep the eye contact.

“Okay, here we go…” He fixed his gaze in his lap “I love you Joe”

Seeing as Joey didn’t immediately react, he started explaining himself even before the guy asked him for one explanation.

“And I mean it as in I am in love with you. Have been for as long as we’ve known each other. Maybe a little less. I’m not really one to believe in love at first sight, you know?” He laughed awkwardly, his gaze still fixed on the hem of his t-shirt that he has fidgeting with “But yeah. And that’s why I’v been trying to stay away. You love Laura, and she’s so so cool, everything I could never be. And I just want you to be happy, doesn’t matter if it kills me to see you with her. I just want to keep the smile you carry around when you look at her in your face forever. I never wanted to get in the way. And I’m so so sorry about the present. I couldn’t bring myself to help you get her something when, even though I really like her, I get jealous every time I see you two together cause I jusmmmmmphh…”

His speech was cut shortly by lips on his, his head being held into place by a hand in the back of his neck, while other cupped his cheek. Warm, soft, plump lips were pressed against his own with a rough edge that soon turned into a gentle pressure when he stopped trying to keep talking. He kissed back by reflex, his eyes closing while his hand went up to grab the wrist of the hand cupping his face, the other being used for support so he wouldn't fall off the couch because of the surprise.

It was only when he actually caught up to what was going on that he ripped himself away, watching Joey with wide eyes while his hand went up to touch his lips.

“Wha… You kissed me! Why did you kiss me?!” He was, most definitely, freaking out. His breathing became erratic and suddenly he felt like he was drowning.

Joey’s eyes went wide and he immediately went to cup both cheeks of Chandler’s face.

“Okay, no. You are so not having a panic attack just after we shared our first kiss. Breath Chan, I know you can do it” He obeyed, following his friend’s own breathing pattern and soon enough he felt like himself again. Once Joey realized this, he gently rested his forehead against Chandler’s, his hands not leaving his face.

They stayed like that a few seconds before Chandler pulled back.

“What are you doing? You were supposed to reject me, not kiss me Joe”

Said man’s eyebrows went up, eyes wide.

“What?! Why would I ever do that?! I’ve been pining over you for as long as you have!”

To say Chandler was speechless was to run short.

“I… I know I’ve been with my fair share of people, but it was only in the hope I could avoid and push down the feelings I have for you. Dude, I’ve been in love with you since forever. And Laura knows, you know? She was the first one to get it, she’s been trying to get over her own ex since we met. We were both trying to help each other… guess there’s no use to it now” That was finished with a small hopeful smile, soft eyes staring up at Chandler’s.

He spluttered unhelpfully.

“You are not even gay!” And oh man, was that the perfect thing to say.

Joey threw his head back while laughing.

“God, I love you but you are unbelievable. I’m bisexual, but I honestly don’t get why it matters”

If Chandler’s heart hadn't been to caught up in the confession coming from Joey, he would have argued, but he didn't have the mind for it.

“You��� you love me?” And if the surprise and hope was way too obvious on his voice, who was he to care? He had spent way too many years pining, waiting, dreaming about this.

There was that look in Joey’s face, when his head tilted to the side and his whole face scrunched up in confusion, looking way too much like a confused puppy.

“Dude, come on! Keep up! That’s usually what ‘being in love with someone’ means!”

A nervous laughter bubbled from Chandler’s throat and soon enough he was finally relaxing into his best friend’s arm, burying his face in the crook f said man’s neck.

He felt like flying. Couldn't believe this was even happening. Joey loved him. He loved him back! He had waited his whole life for someone to love him, for his feeling not be unrequited, for someone, anyone, ideally a person from the male population, to accept him for who he was. And here it was, the best human being he had the luck to be best friends with, the one he had craved every single night since they met, the one he thought was just perfect, telling him he loved him too.

“What are you thinking about? I can feel your head overthink this” Joey’s voice pulled him out of his thoughts and he leaned back, letting his gaze roam freely over the handsome features of the other’s face like he hadn't allowed himself before.

“No, I just… I’m so happy” And the smile he gave was genuine, all soft edges and warm feelings.

Joey smiled too, beaming at him, before he leaned forward and pressed his lips against Chandler’s in a chaste kiss, before he pulled back, as if testing the waters. The blue eyed man didn't let him go far though, puling him in again to press their lips together for a longer period of time. He parted his lips experimentally, and was greatly surprised when Joey only hummed happily and deepened the kiss. Hands roamed, Joey’s hands settling one in Chandler’s surprisedly lean waist, pulling him closer, the other in the back of his neck, guiding his head gently while the other’s hand ended up one in Joey’s chest, the other around his ribs.

Soon enough they were fully making out laying across the couch, Chandler ending up between Joey’s legs, most of his weight over the brown eyed man’s chest. After a while, when the kisses turned to sleepy presses of lips, trailing across jaws and necks, just basking the warmth of the embrace. They ended up napping there, Chandler’s head against Joey’s chest, both heartbeats steady and calm.

And if they woke up giddy and happy and couldn't help but tell the others right away, no one really judged them, although he saw the way the three girls shared a look and looked proud of him.

The group was sitting at their usual place in the coffee house, with the exception that now Chandler and Joey sat together in the armchair that was too small to hold both men comfortably so it usually ended with Chandler sitting in Joey’s lap, leaning against him or the armrest.

They were casually talking about some nonsense like dinosaurs or Phoebe’s last ridiculous massage client when Joey starter mindlessly nibbling at Chandler’s throat, apparently done with the conversation and having nothing else to do.

He only rested more heavily against the other’s chest, sighting softly, not being able to continue being part of the conversation.

It was only when everyone turned to look at him expectantly that he realized they had been talking to him.

“Sorry, what was that?” He tried to straighten himself, but Joey’s arm around his waist kept him from doing so.

“Oh man, you guys are honest to god, ridiculous. It has been three fucking months! When will you be able to keep your hands to each other!” Ross complained loudly, obviously done with the situation.

Someone behind the sofa snickered softly.

“Well, I think they’re cute”

Everyone turned to the voice, meeting red hair and blue piercing eyes. A shorter brunette with soft hazel eyes and caramel skin close behind.

“Laura! Annie! We thought you wouldn't be back for another week!” Monica was immediately on her feet hugging the woman, followed by Rachel that seemed to squeeze the living hell out of the redhead.

So, it had been like this; Joey had broken up with Laura and Chandler had never in his life met someone before that was as comprehensive and forgiving as that woman. Soon enough she met a girl and they both started going out and fall in love. She had stayed as part of the group, everyone too fond of her to let her go. And she introduced them to Annie, her girlfriend. Everything was perfect, they were no hard feelings between either Chandler and Laura and Joey and Laura. Two months later the two girls announced they were moving to the other side of the country, since Annie had been offered her dream job in LA. So they were in the process of moving and Rachel was just sad since Laura and her both worked in fashion and had found a good friend in the industry.

But over all, it was all good. They were finishing up some things with the moving company before going away for good in two weeks.

Chandler was surprised with how much he was gonna miss them. Both him and Joey made no effort to move and say hi, too comfortable in their warm embrace to move. Both girls eyed them knowingly but said nothing, moving on to order some scones and coffee.

Chandler turned around, smiled softly at Joey, that was looking up to him with an adoring gaze, as if he was responsible for hanging up the moon and all the stars.

A few months ago he had thought the fondest look Joey could give to someone was the one he gave to Laura, followed by the softest smiled.

He had been wrong.

He know knew the most adoring and fondest look Joey could give to someone was him. He was now used to find brown eyes staring at him lovingly while he was doing things as mundane as cooking or talking to someone. The ones he liked the most, though, were those when they were buried in blankets, sometimes after having sex, there when they where just laying together, that were accompanied by an ‘I love you’ and followed by a kiss.

So yeah, maybe Chandler had been jealous of the expression Joey had when he was with Laura, but now he knew that it had been nothing compared to how Joey looked at him now.

This was my first fanfic ever so I though I would post it here too just because

[canardroublard]

TMFU, Gaby’s fashion, and some feminist film analysis

Back when I slapped together a reblog post about the men’s fashion in The Man From UNCLE in between physio appointments, which somehow got like way more notes than I ever really expected or even wanted, I didn’t address the fashion of the lead female character, Gaby. It was outside the scope of the OP, and I didn’t feel like I had anything new or interesting to say about Gaby’s fashion, or lack thereof.

(My beta says those earrings are the ugliest thing ever. I disagree. It’s a wonder we’re still friends)

Anyways, we see only one brief scene of Gaby in her own street clothes, and a slightly longer sequence of her in her work clothes. The rest of the film, she is wearing clothes chosen for her by Illya. Saying “we just don’t have enough info” is a perfectly reasonable approach to this. So this was the other reason I had no intention of making this post.

But then people started getting interested. Someone reblogged commenting about Gaby’s fashion, and I discovered that I have very strong opinions about something I’d previously claimed was unknowable, and it made me wonder what was going on in my brain.

Then I talked to some other TMFU friends who all seemed interested in what I assumed was common knowledge/nothing unique. So, they may have been feigning interest out of politeness, but it activated the art history side of my brain, and here we are now!

The boring stuff but please read this

I am not attempting to tell anyone how to interpret this film. I am not even trying to change people’s minds or persuade them to my thinking. All I am doing is sharing my thought process. I wasn’t even going to do this for Gaby until people asked. To this end, please don’t attempt to argue with me about this. I don’t want to argue. I won’t respond to it. If you disagree, then please, just move along.

And I’m going to remind people that I love TMFU. I love this movie so much it hurts. Why am I putting this reminder here? Because I am about to apply some critical analysis to it, and in places this will be cynical, and it will not always look kindly on the film. If you just want to exist in a happy “I love TMFU!” bubble and not hear anything less than 100% positive about the film (which is a totally valid choice, I don’t fault anyone for that), then don’t read. But don’t yell at me for being mean or criticizing the film, because I warned you.

Tldr; or, if I were still being graded for this stuff here’s my thesis statement

When analysing Gaby’s fashion, there exist considerations which don’t apply to the male characters. Namely, she is a woman and the male gaze is a thing. So I am very, very wary about taking at  face value any expressions of traditional femininity in the choices made  for her outfits, hair, makeup, etc. Therefore, when considering her character, I find it much more useful and informative to give more weight to the aspects of her appearance which do not connote traditional femininity, rather than those that do.

For readers who have studied enough  media analysis to follow my thought based on that alone, there’s the thesis statement, y’all can go home (or at least skip to the end where I come to a conclusion). If you’re lost, then read on.

(mobile readers, the cut here might not work, and if so I apologize for what is going to be a very long post. Tumblr’s “keep reading” functionality is inconsistent at best, but I tried)

Context is for kings essential for analysing media in a meaningful way

(Or, some brief background. Stick with me here, we’ll get to the good stuff soon)

So, art doesn’t exist in a vacuum. Attempting to analyze any artwork (in this case a film) while disregarding the culture it was created in and the intentions of the creator is...not going to get you very far. Asking “what is art” is a question that quite frankly exhausts me at this point (looking at you, Duchamp) but the closest I’ve ever come to an answer is that the only thing that separates art from everything else is intent. And intention only exists within cultural context. So yes, intent and context don’t just matter peripherally, they are one of the biggest considerations one needs to make when analyzing works of art. The creator in this case being Guy Ritchie et al, the culture being British/American Popular Cinema in The Year of Somebody’s Lord Two-Thousand-And-Fifteen. 

Everyone views and creates (if applicable) art through their own distorted, murky, imperfect lens of personal experience. And one of the most persistent Things in western art is that cishet men create art based on their experience of Being A Dude. This is crucial, because this lens of cishet male perspective literally underpins almost all of western culture including popular culture. And thanks to feminist film theorist Laura Mulvey, we have a name for this.

The male gaze and you

I’m going to quote Wikipedia here, because honestly this intro sentence sums things up rather neatly (with one exception which I will address momentarily).

In feminist theory, the male gaze is the act of depicting women and the world, in the visual arts and literature, from a masculine, heterosexual perspective that presents and represents women as sexual objects for the pleasure of the male viewer.

What does that all mean? That the Viewer and the Artist are both cishet men by default, and any women are Subjects of art. Women are viewed, never viewers. Men take action, women are subjected to actions. Furthermore, women are supposed to be pleasurable to view. By men. Since the Viewer is male by default.

But I would disagree that the pleasure is inherently based on women being sexual objects. That’s honestly a really damn limited read on the whole theory, and it’s one that Wikipedia itself contradicts later in the article. More broadly, cis men also derive other forms of pleasure from the presentation and viewing of female bodies, including aesthetic pleasure (the enjoyment of looking at beautiful things).

The theory of the male gaze is not without limits. As originally theorized, afaik it’s not particularly intersectional. It doesn’t really address queer perspectives or perspectives of POC. However, these issues are something I just can’t address here, unfortunately. And when looking at popular media, I still find the concept of the male gaze, imperfect as it may be, is a helpful means of analysis, so it’s worth having in your toolbox.

Circling back, the easiest way to sum up the male gaze, if you’re still not super clear on what it is, is with a demonstration.

Ever seen a shot like this in a movie?

And did you immediately roll your eyes? Feel gross? Congrats, you have just perceived and reacted to the male gaze.

Now we actually get back to TMFU

But the male gaze also shows up in many more subtle, insidious ways than fanservice-y boob shots. For this post, let’s focus on the following considerations, which might help everyone follow my thought process more clearly.

Gaby is a woman

She functions as the love interest of Illya in the script (I am not talking from a shipping perspective. What you ship does not matter for this discussion. I am talking about the narrative function of Gaby in the script as written. Put on your “cishet man” goggles for a moment)

Illya is a man who is attracted to women, specifically Gaby (again, I don’t care if your shipping conflicts with this. I am analyzing the film based on a literal reading of it as if I were a cishet man. Why? Because that’s who made the film. That’s who it’s “for”. I am all for queer readings of film--hell, I ship OT3, I myself have chosen a queer reading for how I interact with it, but I’m not critiquing people’s readings, I’m critiquing the film itself and to do that I have to critique its intentions and cultural context.)

Cishet men are traditionally only allowed to be attracted to women who are conventionally attractive. If they were to be attracted to anyone else it would destroy their fragile senses of self and their heads would explode or something. At least I assume that’s what must happen, based on how terrified they are of it.

Therefore, Gaby must be conventionally attractive, because it is literally required of her or otherwise the whole underpinning of western straight malehood crumbles and then where would we get such a pure, vast source of unadulterated toxic masculinity?

(Yes, this is a very cynical read on things. I’ve studied, like, three centuries worth of this bullshit. I’m tired. Let me be cynical.)

Or, to force myself to be less cynical, Gaby has to be pretty because...nope, this is still going to turn out just as cynical.

But what I will say in favour of this movie is that it gives Gaby and Victoria both a lot of agency and general awesomeness, which is quite unusual in this sort of big-budget action film, and it’s one of the big reasons I love it. I’m not saying that the entire film is sexist. On the contrary, there’s a ton of stuff to celebrate about how it portrays its female characters. But these aspects don’t change the cultural context, and we still have to consider the impacts of the male gaze.

Anyways, point being is that as filtered through the male gaze, Gaby is never given the option to, say, wear no makeup (or the appearance of such, as the guys are afforded, this being cinema where “no makeup” still means makeup) because that would look “ugly”.  Instead she needs to have a “baseline of pretty” which is way higher than reality because she is not a real human being with her own agency, she is a character created by a cis male writer/director team in a film directed by a cis man in a genre that caters to cishet men.

Gaby doesn’t exist in a vacuum. She exists battling centuries and centuries worth of sexist convention.

Now then, remembering all of that, let’s actually look at her. There are woefully few good pictures so I’m going to have to piece things together a little. Starting with the coveralls.

This is a great look, I love it. And I’m going to give Ritchie a lot of credit here because it would’ve been easy to go for a “Michelle Rodriguez in F&F sexy mechanic lady” look. In case I need to provide a visual:

(Repeat above gif about rolling my eyes)

Now, to be clear, I am not making any judgement about the way any real-life women dress. I’m sure there’s plenty of female mechanics who have their hair down and wear tank tops while working. That doesn’t bother me. I don’t care if real life mechanics choose to do their jobs in a string bikini. Or in cosplay of the bee from Bee Movie. I don’t care (and quite frankly it’s none of my business) because they are real people who can make their own decisions. But what I am talking about here is a fictional character who does not have her own agency. I am critiquing how male creators choose to dress their female characters.

So I personally choose to read much more into the unpretty  aspects of Gaby’s outfit, because these are not the “obvious” or “easy”   things. Obvious and easy are “of course she wears makeup” and “of course her hair looks good” and  “of course she doesn’t look like a swamp witch  who bathes in mud and spends her days cursing passing men”. Those things don’t challenge or disrupt the assumption that women must look attractive for male consumption.

Gaby’s introduction to us is with her in a pair of grease-stained, baggy coveralls, not wearing any obvious makeup (again, this is cinema, so she is wearing makeup. For cinema the goal posts around “wearing makeup” always need to be moved from where they’d be irl). There’s very little here that screams ‘pretty’. And that is fascinating to me.

I don’t know how deeply Ritchie thought this through when giving final approval to the costume, hair and makeup. But unpretty is not the default here. It’s a choice

And look at this. This is the stance and dress sense (and socks!) of a woman who does not give a damn about looking good for the male gaze, whether the in-movie gaze of Napoleon, or the implied gaze of the viewer and creator. It’s not ‘pretty’. And this is the only time in the film we see Gaby in her own everyday clothes, as she only escapes East Berlin with the literal clothes on her back.

So how do I think Gaby dresses? I think that for the most part she dresses....like this. Practical. Comfortable. With a few simple touches of things she likes/finds pretty, perhaps, but not with a specific interest in being pretty. She dresses for herself, not for others. And if that isn’t something to aspire to, I don’t know what is.