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vvanini · 4 years ago

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whats your favorite obscure hc about each of the losers?

Fucking perfect thank you

1- Mike he reads books or articles like “how to understand woman”, “why women like jerks”, not because he wants to woo woman or is a nice guy or anything but just because he thinks it’s interesting

I don’t think he’d date anyone

Gives great dating advice tho

Reads manga Likes Junji Ito

“The manga/book was better” kind of guy

I don’t know why but I feel like he’d be this ENTP-ish dude who likes to gather information about a lot of useless things and likes to debate He likes film and game theories Watches MatPat for sure

Also he likes The Walking Dead and… zombies in general

Also I’m sorry but he likes Quentin Tarantino and Wes Anderson

He likes grindhouse movies and appreciates the gory details but is chill about it Likes cinematography in general

Watches video essays about movies

2- Richie

Unlike Mike, Richie isn’t chill about gory details and whenever someone gags while watching a movie he goes “You think that’s disgusting??? Lmaoooo that’s nothing.”

He’d be the type of guy who brags about being immune to disturbing shit

Google searches include “top ten disturbing movies of all time” “scariest movies ever” “movies worse than a serbian film”

Still likes pink guy and thinks Joji is a genius

Unironically loves the song “I Love Sex” by Pink Guy and listens to it at least once everyday

Uses Discord a lot

Always starts studying on the last day

I think he’d like history

Not like Mike tho, he just likes textbook history and world wars etc

Plays Hearts of Iron and League of Legends

Also :) he likes to code

he is a Linux >>>>>>>>>> Windows kinda guy

Likes breaking bad

And Rick and Morty

Understands politics really well

His music taste is… anime opening songs

Evangelion especially

Likes science fiction books

Pretends to be a flat-earther/conservative/anti-vax for the meme

3- Ben

LIKES BACKSTREET BOYS

and boy bands in general

he is old school and still carries an mp3 around

Doesn’t use spotify, he illegally downloads songs like a champ :D

Likes story rich games

Especially RPG’s. He really likes Planescape Torment and Baldur’s Gate

Kinda lame about women, like he hears Jordan Peterson say something like “the eternal image of the divine feminine” or some shit like that and he goes “wow poetic. agreed”

Doesn’t read “How to woo women” books like Mike but thinks about it a lot that’s for sure

Likes Audrey Hepburn

And Steinbeck

Saves different versions of the same song to his mp3. “The Less I Know The Better but you’re crying in a bathroom” “The Less I Know The Better Slowed & Reverb Listen With Headphones” “The Less I Know The Better Nightcore”

Shares playlists with Eddie

ALWAYS. ALWAYS waits for the person who’s tying their shoes

He notices if someone is walking behind the group alone and walks back to accompany them

If no one laughs at your joke, he does

Bleached his hair once and regretted it immediately Writes poetry in his free time and makes Stan proofread it

Into psychology

Hands always in pockets

Probably owned lots of lego sets as a kid

People go to him for dating advice because he is seen as this “romantic guy”, I mean he is but he gives terrible dating advice

4-Stan

He likes geography

Literally knows all the flags in the world and all the capitals

Blindfold him and give him a country name, he can show you exactly where it is on the map

Also he plays those google earth games where you get a random location and try to find out which country you’re in/ or try to find the nearest airport

Also I feel like he’d like planes a lot

Idk he just likes things that fly lol. Birds, planes etc.

Likes to read classics

LOVES H. P. Lovecraft

carries little poetry books with him everywhere and reads them he’s so cute

Dark academia is his aesthetic

Can play the piano

Likes to read Ben’s poetry :D

Dark humor

His ringtone is Le Festin :)

Has an instagram account but never posts, just watches people’s stories

Very photogenic tho.

He’s a man of culture. He likes visiting aquariums and museums

Hates zoos tho, thinks it’s evil to cage animals

Also I don’t know how to explain it but… He just likes to decorate his place? Like to the clubhouse he’ll bring stuff he likes and just quietly claims a corner as his own and make it as comfortable as he can

Has...beautiful hands

you know how some people cut the cothing labels because it irritates the back of their neck? Stan does that with everything he buys

5- Eddie

Likes Backstreet Boys because of Ben

Replies to texts immediately. Communication and social interaction gives him serotonin

I have no idea why but I feel like he’d have an obsession with Tekken and his favourite character is Ling Xiayou

Big fan of classic playstation games. Loves Spyro, Crash Bandicoot and Ratchet and Clank

He likes wearing long sleeves under t shirts

Listens to emo music, stares out the window and imagines scenarios matching the song he’s listening to

He considers MCR to be emo btw. Loves G note memes

Likes astrology

Can’t watch horror movies, and gets teased by Richie about it

However he likes media that is presented as funky/funny/happy but is actually depressing/disturbing

He likes courtroom dramas

Wears sunglasses indoors for no reason

Probably likes fallout and metro games

Has a collection of finger skateboards

#weirdcore #oddcore #nostalgia #grunge

buys and wears random college sweatshirts

Hates and loves study groups, hates it in the sense that he can’t focus on anything and just wants to hang out and talk, loves it in the sense that he CAN hang out with his friends and talk

Romanticizes everything

6- Bill

Has lots of taurus energy and is sleepy all the time

Has major Leonardo DiCaprio in The Basketball Diaries vibes

Dresses effortlessly

And likes basketball lol.

He just has… boy energy. If that makes sense. Boy next door

Likes to draw his friends

posts his drawings on Instagram

Has lots of OC’s but doesn’t know they’re called OC’s, just refers to them as “this character I created”

He likes being praised a lot ngl

His taste in memes is very similar to Richie’s

You know how they put a random word on top of a random image and it doesn’t make sense at all. He laughs at things like that. Like Richie sends him something like this:

ME WHEN I WHEN

[image of monkey]

BOTTOM TEXT

and he thinks it’s funny and loses his shit im sorry

Like someone sends a picture of Keanu Reeves to the groupchat and texts “g” and he thinks it’s funny???? He sees a picture of a cow in the backrooms and starts choking

He memorized every line in Boneless Pizza and can quote it wihtout stuttering. Like he would be sitting alone talking to himself saying shit like “ya pizza. Watchu want. 2 liter machine broke we got one liter tho. fuck you mean B.”

Never answers calls? Doesn’t like talking on the phone. He just has “Don’t fucking call me when you can text!!” energy

phone is always on silent mode

doesn’t do anything but attracts people anyway

7- Bev

Likes musicals

Theatre kid

Chews gum a lot

And swallows them :(

Likes cottagecore

Buys notebooks with cute covers but can never fill them so she just gives them to bill who turns them into sketchbooks

I think she’d give advice or reaussure people in a way that sounds kinda rude but isn’t really? Like she tells it like it is. Blunt

Likes Avatar The Last Airbender

Sense of humor is:

[Picutre of the fox from Zootopia]

why is he hot help 😭😭😭

wears baggy clothing + long skirts

#headcanon #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #mike hanlon #beverly marsh #bill denbrough #ben hanscom #stan uris #stanley uris #hcs #ask

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tiernamente · 5 years ago

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Hello! 💫✨💛 This is the love bot! I am here to ask you to describe your mutuals as your favorite things/feelings! Spread some love during these tough times 💛✨💫 Then send this to 10 people and keep the love going 💛

This is gonna be a long list cause I have a lot of love to share!🥺💖💖💖

@chaylani nerdy memorabilia, cuddles with my pets (Benji and Mochi) & good morning messages

Elle, my love, my adorable dork, my one and only. Am I writing a love poem? (maybe) I remember when you first messaged me and we realized that we’re both really nerdy. We’ve bonded over our shared interests which resulted in our strong bond. I trusted you instantaneously and you make me all soft which is why I can’t see my life without you now.

@khaleesionjupiter my obsession of plushies, blankets & mugs

My baby! Whenever I receive a message from you, I get this instant feeling of wanting to hug you and protect you. Nothing can stop us from fulfilling our evil mad scientists plans. You crack me up and make me smile so fast that it’s crazy. Thank you for being you.

@do-you-know-bts deep talks with friends & warm cups of coffee

Helena, we both now that our sleep schedules suck but at 4am the thoughts just come rolling out. I’m glad to have someone who understands the bad moments just as much as the good. You give me comfort even if you give me a heart attack from all the 2seok content. (Keep it coming please!)

@shadowdevilsslayer nature/landscape photography & fresh baked goods

I know you hate the name but I love seeing Abi’s adventures (even if it’s the same path). I enjoy seeing nature’s beauty in any shape or form and you live in a place that’s surrounded by green!!!!!! You may be more reserved but your caring nature shines through. Thank you for being that mom friend we need.

@zamisriza-the-resurrection board game nights with friends

Zami!!!!! You’re so adorable and funny. Your love for Jungkook makes me all types of soft. You’re just like during a game night, were things start off calm but get chaotic as time progresses. I love that about you!

@glossyvante oranges, mangoes, watermelons & strawberries!

Lovely Mica! You’re such a sweet soul just like my favorite fruits haha. Thank you for letting me get some sneak peaks of your story. (I hope I get to see more of your works soon!) Also thanks for dealing with my crackhead snaps because I’m such a dummy.

@alittlesugaorspice tea & biscuits (this opportunity was too good, sorry!)

The absolute best person to roast Helena with me! Thank you Li for putting us all together. You make me laugh so hard when we’re on a call and you have such funny stories to share. You’re gonna be an amazing veterinarian!

@d-rex03 blasting music in my room & having my own jam session

Querida, you already know I love you so so so much! You’re the cutest little bean and I enjoy sending you random Yoongi related posts. You two are so similar that it makes sense why you love him. (But I still love you more!) Te quiero muchisimo chapina!

@dreamyeyes26 watching my favorite youtubers/random videos online

Naz! I love speaking with you when I get the chance to because you’re so calming and comforting (just like the videos I watch haha). You make me happy just by being there. I hope you continue to take care of yourself and I love you!

@ahh–lexia daydreaming with headphones in during a road trip

The homieeee Lex! I love how we’re both so damn loud. That crackhead energy really makes itself known. You’re easy to talk to and laugh with. I love seeing your creative side because it’s really cool!

@hobissunshiness the feeling of starting a new book/show/series

You’re like a breath of fresh air Sofie. I love reading the stories you come up with or hearing about your ideas. Your mind is so powerful and I want to encourage all of your ideas (even if some of them are cursed).

@napofamikrokosmos learning random facts about things

I found it super funny when I realized how we just have random knowledge about things. Google who? I only know Sam. You get super passionate about stuff and I absolutely love that about you. Keep doing what you’re doing sweetie!

@billie-harper discovering new music & getting obsessed with the artist

I love seeing your posts because I’ll notice we’ll share a lot of similar interests. It’s really exciting to see how much we have in common. You’re really kind and I would love to talk to you more. (Suho’s album is TOO GOOD FOR WORDS!)

@jayhoee creating handmade gifts for my friend’s birthdays

The meme queen Kaite! I love how we got into bts at the same time and that we both haven't been to a concert (freaking corona ruining our time to shine). Keep those memes coming Kaite. They're essential in this time of need.

@liamgayllagher the smell of my mom’s cooking/any home cooked meal

My twin! You're such an extreme version of me and that's saying something. I love how enthusiastic and loud you can get over things you love. Please continue that and I enjoy all the lovely messages you send me.

@the-assembly-call receiving memes from friends on social media

Overalls!!!!! You're so smol and cute and you make me laugh alot with your memes. You're a wonderful human being and I'm glad to have met you.

@dearmyxing soundtracks, soundtracks, soundtracks! (games/movies/etc.)

The Queen when it comes to being a fangirl. I bow to you and respect you. You’re so damn cool to talk to Mary Jane. Thank you for being so awesome. Also, I promise I’ll get around to watching the prodigal son. If not, just yell at me until I do.

@jxnaexo warm hugs, smiles & laughs

Nana! Like I've said before, you're so wholesome and caring and considerate about everyone. You care so much about us and I couldn't be more grateful to have you as a friend. I will fight anyone for you!

@soondaengie finding bright clothing with cool patterns

Omg kiddo you make me laugh so much because of the theories you have or the stories you share. You're bright and passionate and so cute!

@uibout tiramisu & coffee ice cream

This is a cop out because I actually do love tiramisu! You made me wheeze when you sent me those drunk posts. I'll always be your dweeb. (I love you Logan. Also, you jerk you didn't tell me you switched your url, I had to search for you!)

@gukssunshine that feeling of solving homework problems correctly

I love that we can complain about school to each other. You’re so honest and sweet with me and I love you so much Tanya. I love your energy when you talk about random things.

@zombiewerewolfqueen earrings, eyeshadow palettes, nail polish art

I have basic lobe earrings but yours looked so cool when you showed it to me. I don’t do makeup myself but I enjoy seeing the colors and designs people will do. Similar to that, I love seeing how creative you are with your writing even if I don’t understand the context.

@kiwipitupandstir winning on mario kart

You're such a cool person and I absolutely love seeing your posts on my feed. I wish you the best bud. Stay true and stay cool.

@notreyoon flowers, gardens, all aesthetically pleasing things

Ah yes the superior Leslie, you’re just as precious as yoongles. Whenever I see your blog I'm like, how is a human this stunning?!?!?! Like girl, show me your secrets! Sending you my love!

@clickclacktothemangmang museums/observatories/spontaneous adventures

I miss you my fellow funky little Hobi lover. It was so nice to talk to you about the random things bts would be releasing last year or the shows they were doing. You're so adorable and I hope you continue to shine bright!

@majestikblue listening to stories about people/life (post secret/humans of new york/etc.)

Ah yes my taegi buddy. Thank you for showing me post secret because I haven't been the same since. I love stories and you encouraged that. Continue to yell about taegi to me and I will continue to yell about 2seok to you.

@galaxiejoon going to bed after a long day

My fellow nam2seok enthusiast. Unfortunately, we don’t talk much but whenever I see your tags on posts, I crack up so hard. You’re so relatable so just keep doing what you’re doing bud.

I love you all! And to all of my other mutuals I haven’t had the chance to talk to, please know that I love you too! I promise I’m nice????

🥺🥺💕💕😘😘 sending y'all my love

#Anonymous #phew this took a long time #sorry for spelling errors #I did not proofread #but yeah these peeps are great just fyi #love them lots!#mutual cutie pies #asks

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gh0stbird · 4 years ago

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>:U Fine then just do the prime numbers

1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans?

I don’t collect them or anything, but I do adore coffee mugs. My favorite one is from the Chicago Field Museum!

2. chocolate bars or lollipops?

Ah this is hard. Chocolate bars just for texture! But they can both make my teeth hurt.

3. bubblegum or cotton candy?

If...it can be not bubblegum flavored then gum! But cotton candy if I have to deal with the taste of Fake Pink

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups?

If it’s cold I will just drink it out of the can! Otherwise I’ll pour it in a tumbler with some ice.

7. earbuds or headphones?

Earbuds! I have headphones but can’t wear them for long periods because they make my ears hurt

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day?

Y’all eat breakfast?

13. lanyard or key ring?

Lanyard! I have to swipe my student ID to get into my dorm building and again at the front desk and again if I want to use an elevator. To get into the laundry room, and so forth. The lanyard just keeps it close while having my keys in the same spot!

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes?

When I was younger I would get in trouble for wearing anything except sneakers to school, so I sort of have a complex about always either having or wearing a pair.

23. strange habits?

I knock on pretty much any door I walk through. Open, closed, even if the room is empty. It’s probably because I don’t like people entering my spaces unannounced.

29. best way to bond with you?

Ohboy. There Is So Much That Plays Into This. If we’re already friends I would say spending time together but not in a pressured setting. Watching Netflix and so on. Asking for something is always a safe bet.

37. suitcase or duffel bag?

I have a little duffel bag I will take four four-five day trips! Anything a week or longer I will take a suitcase.

43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket?

Mainly hoodies, though I can, in fact, slaughter both a leather and jean jacket as well.

47. favorite type of cheese?

Mozzarella Bocconcini!

53. what is the current state of your hands?

A little scratched up! We have three medium-sized dogs and I play with them a lot.

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be?

“No worries!”

67. good luck charms?

I have a little bracelet my grandmother gave me years ago and I haven’t taken it off since. She got it from a trip to Hawaii!

I also have a drawing of a bird that Beau drew for me as I was entering high school. He was in my locker all four years and he is now framed and goes with me to college!

73. favorite weird flavor combo?

Peanut butter and cheese crackers! Also grapes and cheese. I don’t know if either of those are particularly weird, though.

79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo?

I hate pictures of myself but my last driver’s license photo came out really really good

83. writing or drawing?

I think writing will always be my preference, but I’m learning to draw!

89. who would you put before everyone else?

No one who would be okay with it

97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized?

Around seven or eight! Barring emergency services.

You’re getting the rest dmed to you later so g e t r e a d y

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anarcoqueer1994 · 5 years ago

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Please Don't Go: Chapter 3

Another chapter in my post costume day fic. I will be posting another chapter of my Trans Tarty story soon. Let me know if you want to be on a tag list for either.

Yesterday had been one of the best days Cyrus has had in a long time. TJ, his sweet, oblivious, gorgeous boyfriend, took him on a real date. They even held hands...in public! As he lays in bed, letting the morning sun shine on him from his window, it's all he can think about. He can't believe anyone could care about him so much.

Every wall TJ has ever put up, he let Cyrus tear down. He even let Cyrus help him with his fear of thunder. He knows how proud TJ could be so Cyrus knew that this was a big deal. In fact, anytime TJ let Cyrus see his vulnerable side, he knew it was a big deal. He could not get over how happy TJ made him feel. TJ captivated Cyrus with everything he did.

He picks up his phone and stares at a text from last night. It had started storming again around 11pm, and without a second thought he had sent TJ the playlist from the museum with a short note.

Cyrus:

"Songs That Make Me Think of TJ"

In case you need this <3

TJ:

Thanks Underdog.

TJ:

Can I FaceTime you? I kind of rather hear your voice…

TJ:

You don't have to though. I'm sorry.

Cyrus:

Don't be sorry. Of course you can.

Moments later, he got a video call. That's how they spent the next few hours, with TJ under a blanket with headphones on, just listening to Cyrus talking about anything to block out the the thunder rumbling outside their windows.

Cyrus keeps smiling as he sits up in bed to get ready for the day. He blushes to himself as he thinks about TJ's cute text. He actually said he wanted to hear Cyrus' voice. Cyrus can't help but gush over TJ. How could he be so lucky? He considers sending a good morning text to TJ but decides against it. He knows his boyfriend likes to sleep in most weekend mornings and really does not want to bother him. So he throws on his clothes and gets ready for the day.

**********

After breakfast, Andi had called Cyrus to see if he wanted to hang out with her, Amber, Buffy, Jonah, and Marty. They were going to spend the day at Andi's, maybe watch some movies and order pizza. Of course he accepted, but part of him was a bit disappointed that he couldn't invite TJ. Obviously with the exception of Amber, none of them liked TJ. They only tolerated TJ at school because he was Cyrus' friend.

Cyrus actually feels really guilty towards TJ. He wishes his friends would be kinder to the older boy. He sees the way they shoot him looks; he is not blind. He knows they are being protective, but he does not need babysitters, he needs friends When they are all hanging out together, he tries to ignore those looks and focus his energy towards TJ. Most of the time he gives him gentle, apologetic smiles to counteract his friends' negativity. He never wants TJ to feel bad and he hates that his friends are part of the reason he may. Even Andi, who has a crush on TJ's big sister, won't let up on him.

One of the things that stuns Cyrus the most about TJ, is he doesn't complain about the way the GHC(and friends) treat him. Cyrus would understand if he did. They could be terrible towards him. He is a little worried that he is doing that so Cyrus won't feel bad. He knows his boyfriend always puts Cyrus' feelings before his own. He does this to a fault.

On more than one occasion, Cyrus has run into TJ at school, and noticed how sad the basketball player was. Whenever he asks about it, TJ promises that it is nothing, and puts on a big beautiful smile but Cyrus can see how the smile doesn't reach those green eyes. Cyrus knows that when TJ is truly happy, that happiness radiates from his entire face, like yesterday when he stared at Cyrus talking about every dinosaur in the museum. He can't believe how TJ could make him feel like he was the only one that mattered.

That is the problem though; TJ did not treat himself like he mattered. That's why Cyrus is convinced there is something happening at school that TJ is not telling him. He does not know what to do because he doesn't want a push him to talk though. One thing that is for sure, his friends are not making whatever it is better.

***********

In the early afternoon, he starts heading towards Andi's. It is mid November but it had been pretty warm, so he did not expect it to be that cold. He is only wearing a light button down. It's a little chilly when he gets outside but not cold enough to go back inside and grab a jacket.

Boy, did he regret that decision. By the time he reached Mainstreet, the wind picked up and he was shivering. He walks past the little supermarket on the corner when he spots a familiar tuff of dirty blonde hair. The older boy is examining some apples on a stand outside the store, trying to pick out the right ones. He doesn't notice Cyrus sneaking up behind him. Cyrus stands on his tiptoes and whispers "Boo" into the TJ's ear.

TJ spins around around and smiles as he sees Cyrus. Cyrus takes a moment to absorb how cute TJ looks right now. He does not have his hair done up with the usual copious amounts of gel. Cyrus likes it better this way. He likes the way little strands of hair fall on TJ's forehead. It reminds him of the night at the park when they first got together. He is wearing a pair of faded jeans with his blue basketball team hoodie, and a jean jacket over that. Cyrus thinks he can stare at TJ all day. He reminds himself that he should speak though.

"Hey Teej." He flashed the other boy a smile.

"Hey Underdog." *TJ fought everything inside him that wanted to pull Cyrus in for a hug. He couldn't help it. Every time he saw Cyrus, he wanted to touch him, even if it just to hold his hand.

"So what are you doing today?" Cyrus immediately feels dumb asking. Obviously TJ was shopping.

"Just picking up some things for my mom. We are going to bake some apple pie flavored muffins tonight."

"Bake? I didn't know you liked to bake."

"What can I say, Cy? I have layers." He laughs softly before continuing."It's kind of a thing my mom and I do together when it is just us. Dad is working 2nd at work tonight and Amber is going to be at Andi's for some movie night. I'm guessing that's where you're heading, right?

Cyrus nods his head slightly. He still feels bad going, knowing TJ was not invited. He really wants to hang out with his friends, but he also wants them to see TJ like he does. TJ was genuinely a sweet boy, albeit misguided at times. He has worked so hard to let the good come through. God, was he proud of TJ.

As if TJ could read his mind, he says kindly "Enjoy your friends tonight Cy, I'm okay. I promise."

"I just...I just think you deserve to be seen for who you really are…" Cyrus wants to say more but a small gust of wind blows, sending shivers through his body.

TJ notices Cyrus shivering from the cool fall air because of course he does. He notices everything about Cyrus. He slips off his jacket before pulling the hoodie up over his head. He puts back on the jacket and then hand Cyrus his hoodie. "Put this on, it's cold. I don't want you getting sick."

Cyrus cannot bring himself to argue with TJ. Plus he is pretty cold, so he welcomes the idea of warmth. The smaller boy slips it over his body. He likes the way that it smells. It smells citrus-y, just like TJ. He is not sure if it is the soap TJ uses or what, but whenever they are close together, he swears TJ smells like lemons. He takes a second to inhale the scent from the piece of clothing.

TJ blushes as he looks at Cyrus in his hoodie. The sleeves are too long and the hoodie is too big for his small frame, but TJ thinks he is adorable. Something about his boyfriend wearing his hoodie makes him feel so pleased. He always sees other sports players' girlfriends in their hoodies and letterman jackets. So giving Cyrus his hoodie felt so right. He says quietly "You look good in my hoodie...I think you should keep it for a while."

Cyrus' face is bright red at this point. He has to remind himself not to do anything to give them away. He settles on a soft smile as a response. TJ lets out a quiet laugh before saying "Better get going, Muffin. Text me later?"

"Yes of course." Cyrus says before turning around to head out. TJ's eyes linger on Cyrus a little longer before going back to what he is doing.

The rest of the way to Andi’s, Cyrus is smiling like an idiot. He can’t really explain why TJ has this effect on him, but he does. He pulled the hood over his head so he could literally be surrounded by TJ’s scent. He wants fill his entire world with this smell. It makes him feel like he is not alone, like TJ is with him, even when he is not.

Before long, he arrives at Andi’s front door. He forces himself to put on a nonchalant face before knocking. Andi comes to the door and lets him in. “Cyrus, took you long enough.” She laughs as she holds the door open.

By the looks of it, he is the last one to arrive. When he walks into the living room, Marty and Buffy are on the ground in front of the couch, talking about something that Cyrus really has no interest in. Jonah is on the chair in the corner, while Amber is on the couch next to an empty spot that Cyrus assumes is Andi’s. Cyrus takes a seat on the floor and faces the rest of the group.

“Hey Cyrus” Buffy says taking her attention away from Marty for a second. Her greeting is echoed throughout the room. Cyrus looks around at his friends. He loves them all so much and they are so wonderful to him. He tries not to let them see him frown as his mind drifts back to TJ. They all go back to what they were previously doing.

It is Amber who ends up interrupting his thoughts. “Hey, isn’t that my brother’s hoodie?” All the eyes suddenly turned to look him.

Crap. He forgot to take it off before he came in. He has to come up with a good cover. “Yea, I saw him on the way over here. I forgot my coat and I was really cold. I asked him if I could borrow his hoodie since he had a jacket. Honestly, it was pretty dumb of me to leave the house without a coat…”’

Buffy rolls her eyes. “Wow, TJ actually did something nice for you for once. Don’t get used to it.”

Cyrus didn’t know what to say, he did not want to give away too much and he knew he had to be careful what he said. Luckily, he did not have to worry about that right now because Amber piped up.

“Hey, I know you guys don’t like him but that is still my little brother so be nice.”

Buffy rolled her eyes even harder. Cyrus knew Buffy wasn’t Amber’s biggest fan either so he did not know if she would listen. For now though, Buffy seems to have dropped it. Jonah, ever spacey to what is going on around him, says “So when is the pizza going to be here? I am starving.” The room laughs and he just shrugs his shoulders.

**************

Cyrus should have known that Buffy was not going to drop the TJ stuff permanently. It was not long after the pizza arrived that she started at it again.

"I don't get it Cyrus, why are you still friends with that guy? I mean, he is not..."

Marty interrupts her. "Buffy, if he wants to be friends with him, isn't that his business, not ours?" Cyrus has never been more thankful for Marty.

She shoots back at him. "Cyrus is my best friend and it is my business when some jerk isn't worth being his friend." Andi nods is agreement.

Cyrus doesn't know what comes over him but he stands up and says louder than intended "Don't call him that! He is not just some jerk. He is a really great guy. And you know what else? He is so considerate and sweet. You don't know anything about him, Buffy. So just stop.

Everyone is quiet for a moment. They are all shocked by his outburst of assertiveness. To be honest, Cyrus was shocked by it too. He looks around at his friends' stunned faces waiting for someone to do something. Buffy takes a deep breath and stands up to be face to face with Cyrus.

"Cy, do you still like TJ?" She says in a quiet, understanding, voice. Cyrus doesn't know how to answer. In reality, he wants to just tell them all the truth. He wants them to know that he doesn't just like TJ but TJ likes him too. More than that, TJ is his boyfriend. He wants to tell them all how happy TJ makes him, how even now, in this tense situation, his boyfriend's scent, enveloping him in the form of a hoodie, helps him feel stronger.

"I need some air, okay?" He manages to choke out. He knows Buffy wants to push more but he is grateful that she doesn't. He gets out of the living room and into the backyard.

He really doesn't know what to. His head is spinning as he sits down on the bench. Why is this so hard? Being with TJ is so easy. Why can't telling people be this easy? He knows it is not his right to out TJ so telling his friends now is not an option.

He really doesn't want to bother TJ tonight. After all, he is spending his night baking with his mom. But it is as if his fingers have a mind of their own.

Cyrus:

I don't know what to do.

TJ:

What is happening? Are you okay, muffin?

Cyrus:

Yea, I'm okay. It's just, I screamed at Buffy. She just called you a jerk and I lost my temper. Then she asked if I still had a crush on you and I panicked, and now I am outside like an idiot.

TJ:

Cyrus, I'm so sorry...I hate that you are feeling bad.

Cyrus:

I wish you were here

After that text, Cyrus does not hear anything. He hopes he did not weird TJ out by being too clingy. He is kicking himself for being so dumb. He sits outside for another 30 minutes and he is glad his friends let him be. He keeps staring at his phone in case TJ texts him back.

He finally collects himself enough to head back in and face his friends. He does not know what he is going to say but he will figure it out.

He walks back through the back doors to the living room. He is still lost in his thoughts so he barely notices his surroundings. He is not even looking up because he does not want to meet his friends' eyes. That’s why he is caught off-guard when he hears an unexpected voice say "Hey Underdog..."

Cyrus' voice catches in his throat. He can barely believe who he is hearing. He looks up from the ground to meet TJ's eyes. Then he quickly looks around at his friends who all look as confused as he is. He goes back to TJ's eyes. "You actually came..." Cyrus thinks back to the last text he sent.

"Of course, I came." TJ beams at the younger boy. TJ had shown up a few minutes prior. Andi had answered the door. She was not expecting him but let him in anyways. He was just about to head outside to look for Cyrus. TJ continues to stare into Cyrus' eyes. They are in their own world again. Cyrus feels his heart flutter in his chest. TJ dropped everything to be here for him. How could he be so lucky?

As usual, Buffy is the first to break the silence. "Okay, what is going on between you two?"

Cyrus bites his bottom lip and silently asks TJ with his facial expressions for permission to say out loud what he wants to say to his friends. TJ nods his head slowly and Cyrus feels a weight lift off his shoulders. He mouths "Thank you." Without removing his eyes from TJ, he says in a shaky voice "TJ is my...boyfriend." He feels it get harder to breathe as his chest restricts. He knows that this is also difficult for TJ but once again, TJ puts Cyrus' feelings first.

Everyone in the room stares in shock at the two boys.No one quite knows what to say. The air is thick and Cyrus could practically cut the tension with a knife. Out of the corner of his eyes, he sees everyone's faces. Buffy, Andi, and Jonah all have mirrored looks of surprise on their face. Marty looks kind of clueless, which Cyrus expected.

But it is Amber he appreciates the most right now. She is smiling over at her brother. TJ is so focused on Cyrus, that he doesn't notice her but Cyrus does. He is so thankful that someone else really cares for TJ. He focuses his attention back to his boyfriend. As soon as sees his face, he melts. TJ is practically glowing as he smiles at Cyrus.

TJ steps closer to Cyrus. He moves so he is at Cyrus' side, grabbing his hand. He squeezes his hand gently, urging Cyrus to continue on. He clears his throat and begins to talk, this time in a way more confident voice.

"TJ and I started dating a month ago yesterday. It’s been the best month of my life. He even took me to the Natural History Museum yesterday, on like a real date. TJ treats me like I'm important."

TJ interjects "Because you are important, muffin." He blushes when he realizes he said that out loud. Cyrus smiles even bigger. He runs his thumb over TJ's knuckles. Buffy looks like she is going to laugh at the overly cutesy nickname but Cyrus shoots her a look that makes her reconsider.

Andi steps up closer to the boys. She looks hesitant at first but then gives a small, nervous smirk. "That explains a lot...but I still don't get it. " She turns her head to TJ. "Why did you abandon Cyrus on costume day?" Cyrus goes to speak but TJ interrupts him. "It’s okay, Underdog... I want to be open with your friends..."

He pulls Cyrus to the couch so that they are sitting against each other. Their fingers are still laced together. The other kids sit down too, getting ready to listen. He takes a deep breathe. “It was Kira…she figured out I liked Cyrus…a lot. She had come up to me to ask about being on the boy’s team, and I turned her down. Cyrus had come up, and she seen how we interacted. At the time I was oblivious to how obvious I was about liking Cyrus. She made me feel bad for wanting to do a costume with a boy. She made it seem like people would know I was…gay if I did. It was dumb, I know. I was dumb. I understand why you all hate me, because I hated me after what I did. I kind of still do.” Cyrus looks at TJ with sad eyes. It kills him that TJ feels this badly about himself. He tries to focus on the rest of what the boy has to say. “Cyrus deserves the best and it makes me so happy to know that you care for him so much.”

Buffy looks so angry. Cyrus is afraid of what she is about to say. He does not want her to still hate TJ. She spits out “How could she do that?! Oh god, I am so sorry, guys. I kicked her off the girls team, and she went after my friends…I can’t believe her! I’m sorry for the way we have been treating you, TJ.” She pause and thinks about something. She laughs to herself. “Who would've thought a year ago, I would be apologizing to you?”

TJ laughs back. "It's fine, you were only protecting Cyrus...I would of done the same thing."

Jonah chimes in. "So is Kira still bothering you, man?"

TJ gets quiet and Cyrus feels him tense against him. Cyrus turns to face TJ. "Wait...TJ is she? Is she doing anything to you?"

"It's nothing, I promise…"

"Teej, don't lie to me...please tell me. I see you sometimes at school, looking so sad. I never want to push you to talk when you are not ready, but it is breaking my heart knowing that someone is making you that upset. "

TJ looks around at the room. Marty speaks up "Look, if I know anything about this group of people, they will all go above and beyond for their friends, and that includes standing with them when someone is giving them trouble.” Buffy looks behind her at Marty and smiles.

Cyrus squeezes TJ’s hand and pleads with him. “Baby, please tell me if something is happening.”

TJ feels so vulnerable right now. He has worked so hard for the past month to hide this from Cyrus. He hates putting so much on the brunnette. Cyrus has already done so much for him, he really did not want to add to that. But now, here he is with his big brown eyes peering through TJ. The way Cyrus called him baby made his breath catch in his throat. Cyrus literally could make him putty in his hands. TJ could not possibly hide anything from him now.

He tries to keep his voice calm and as detached as possible. He does not want to come off as too emotional over this. “It’s really not that important. She just says some mean things sometimes…” TJ tries to look anywhere but back at Cyrus. But it is no use. Everywhere in the room he looks, he sees a pair of concerned eyes looking at him.

Cyrus says tenderly “TJ, what kind of mean things does she say? “

“Just...just like..umm things to remind me that I’ different. She likes to point out how unfortunate it would be if my secret got out. She is right though, this is a small town and not everyone is that accepting.But like she is threatening me for the fun of it. But she doesn’t have any proof so I think that is why she hasn’t outed me...us. Oh and sometimes she brings up cute girls in front of my teammates and asks me what I think about them.I think she just wants to embarrass me. She gets some sick pleasure out of making people feel small. Or like...on Friday, she noticed I was struggling in math so she started basically calling me stupid. I did not even turn in anything to Coleman…” TJ was rambling and he was starting to speak faster. Cyrus could see how upset he was getting.

Cyrus pulled TJ into a hug, squeezing him tight, in an attempt to push away any hurt TJ was feeling. Cyrus was so beyond angry. How could Kira be so cruel? He never wants to see TJ hurting.especially when that hurt was caused by a senseless reason. Kira was a bully and for some reason, TJ was her target. It just wasn’t fair.

Cyrus could tell that TJ was getting uncomfortable around all these people. He knew TJ was trying to hold himself together and put on a strong face for them. As he hugged TJ, he whispered “Wanna go to the swings?” TJ nods slightly as a response.

Both boys let go of each other as they go to stand up. “We are going to go, okay?” Cyrus gives them all a weak smile. Everyone understand and bids their farewells. Right before TJ walks out the door, Buffy grabs his arm. “Hey, you know we got your back, okay? We will figure out a way to handle Kira.” TJ gives her a little smile. “Thanks, Driscoll.”

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It's about 6:30 when they get to the swingset. The sun is starting to set, and the park is pretty empty. TJ likes it that way. Now it can be just him and Cyrus. He takes a seat on the swing next to Cyrus’. “Hey Cy?”

“Yea?”

“I am glad we told your friends…

“Me too...but can I ask you something?” The shorter boy asks meekly.

“Anything, Muffin.”

“Why did you change your mind about telling them? Was it just for me?”

“Well part of it was for you..” The blond says honestly. “But part of it was for me too. I was kind of hoping that...they could be my friends too. I know that sounds pretty lame but sometimes I get jealous of anyone who has friends. Besides you, I don’t really have any.”

“That is not lame, not lame at all. And I think after tonight, you have a huge group of friends.”

Tj smiles at the thought of that. He clears his throat to continue speaking. “I really am sorry for not telling you about Kira. I just did not want you to worry.”

Cyrus looks around for anyone who may be watching. They might have come out to their friends but neither of them are ready to come out to anyone else. Their friends are pretty understanding people, but Shadyside could be kind of conservative. Not every kid, or even adult would be so kind to them. When Cyrus is sure they are alone, he twists in his swing to face TJ. He grabs the other boy’s hand.

“Teej, it is my job to worry about you. It is part of the whole boyfriend deal.. Think about it, You would want me to tell you if something was happening to me, right?”

“Yeah, of course!” *TJ says almost matter of factly.

“Well I feel the same way. Kira doesn’t get to bully my boyfriend and get away with it, you understand?” Cyrus says in a very controlled voice.

TJ nods.How could he be so dumb to believe that Cyrus wouldn’t want to hear about his problems, about his bully. God. He does not understand how Cyrus does it He already thought Cyrus was attractive, but he has never looked cuter than right now. TJ took in the image in front of him. Cyrus’ face looked so confident as he spoke about standing up for his boyfriend. Adding to that, Cyrus was still in TJ’s hoodie. The sleeves were pushed up slightly and the hood was draped down the top of Cyrus’ back.

TJ reaches for one of the strings hanging from the hoodie, and plays with it as Cyrus stops talking and looks at him. TJ’s green eyes meet Cyrus’ brown. He bites the bottom of his lip as he notices Cyrus’ eyes flicker down to his lips. He stands up from his swing and steps closer to the other one. As he stands over Cyrus, he leans down and cups the bottom of Cyrus’ chin with on hand as his lips press against the other boy’s.

It is like the world stopped spinning around them. TJ has never felt more connected to another person in whole entire life. He could stay like this for hours, if only he did not have to breathe. When they break apart, TJ goes back to his swing and sits. They spend the next few minutes in blissful silence, both of them lost in their own happy thoughts.

Unfortunately, neither boy realizes they were not alone in the park. Come tomorrow, their whole worlds are going to change.

@abg-blah

#tyrus #andi mack #angst #Kira is a jerk

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thepinkwriterr · 6 years ago

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Wyatt Oleff Imagine

Guys... This is gonna be bad. I wrote this almost two years ago. I’m sorry if you read this to be honest. Proceed with caution.

"If isn't my favorite ginger." Jack smiled, letting me into his hotel room. "Look, save it. I have to talk to you about something...someone." I walked into his room, sitting on his bed.

Jack's bed was next to his, covered with clothes. "Ooooo, who is the lucky guy?" He smirked, sitting across from me. "I-it's serious." He knitted his eyebrows together in concern, "What's wrong?" I broke in a full sob and hugged his waist.

"Y/N, what's wrong?" "I think I like Wyatt...maybe even love. But he'll never like me back ,he hates me, doesn't he?" "Y/N, you're being paranoid! Wyatt doesn't hate anyone, especially you." "You're right." I wiped my eyes,sniffling. "I'm sorry for the tears." I chuckled. "It's fine," He smiled,"You should ask him out."

"I-I can't." "Come on Y/N!" "I think i'm going to Sophia with this." I stood up to leave. "Wait, Y/n!" I turned before I opened the door,"Yeah?" "Let me help." I sighed,"You'll just tell him and embarrass me." "No, I promise, I won't." "Alright." We spent the whole night planning. Even Finn helped. "You can't tell anyone about this,alright." "Alright." "Promise? "Promise." "Promise." Jack nodded.

I was aloud to be here because I was Finn's best friend. He scored me a quick role in IT as one of Beverly's school bullies. The cast and I really clicked, and I'm like an eighth member of the losers club. Sometimes it's a little awkward, but we get over it. I'm even on the live streams! They talk about me in interviews, too. Right now we're on a tour to meet fans and talk to journalists and magazines. Nick, Owen, and Jackson were here too!

I shared a room with Sophia and made it even. Jack and Finn, Sophia and I, Wyatt and Chosen, and Jaeden, and Jeremy was with Nick. Sophia and I usually just watched cheesy movie and TV shows and listened to music. I had introduced her to Fleetwood Mac, and she loved them too! I loved being her best friend, she is such a great girl.

"Y/n,waaaake up!" My eyes fluttered open, "Hmmm?" "I heard you mumbling a special boys name in your sleep." She smirked. "Please Sophia, don't mock me." "I won't!" She smiled. "Thank you." "Who else knows now?"

"Jack and Finn." "Yes! Now we get to tease you about it all day!" "Stop smirking like that." I laughed. She turned on Every Breath You Take by The Police. I rolled my eyes,"I'm not obsessed with him." I rolled my eyes.

I layed back and listened to the music. I actually really like this song. There was a knock at the door. "We're leaving soon, get ready!" Finn yelled into the room. "Thanks, Mr.Wolfhard." He grinned. Sophia and I got up and started getting ready for an outting. We were in L.A, and not many of us had been there before. I decided to dress 90s grunge as usual. I put on light distressed jean shorts and a band shirt. I put on thigh-high socks and my black doc martins. I curled my hair a bit and was finished. Sophia was still trying to pick out an outfit. She went with olive branch colored shorts and a white blouse. "You look like a cute lil' schoolboy." I smiled. "Thank you." She grinned back. We stepped out into the hallway and waited for the guys. I texted Finn:

M: What's taking so long?

F: Wyatt's lookin pretty for you!

M: SHUT UP

F: ;)

I turned my phone off and stuffed into my back pocket. I ran back into the hotel room and grabbed my headphones. I can't go a car ride without those! Chosen and Jaeden joined us in the hallway soon after that, then Jack. He kept making small nods at the fact that I like Wyatt. It was pretty funny at first. It'll probably get old after Finn, Sophia, and Jack will make the jokes all day. We all talked a bit before our urbers arrived. We all preferred to ride together, but that wasn't possible today.

Finn, Sophia, Jack and I all rode in one Uber. Chosen, Jeremy, Jaeden, and Wyatt shared another. Nick didn't feel well this morning and decided to stay home. We were going to get breakfast, then go out to museum or something. Sophia's mom was the only adult, and she was back at the hotel, so we had free rein over everything. When we got to the cafe we decided to eat outside. We had to get two tables worth of chairs and put them at a small round table. I sat in between Wyatt and Sophia. I looked at my Instagram timeline while everyone ordered,I didn't want anything. Breakfast made me nauseous. When everyone got their food and drinks Wyatt asked,"Are you going to eat anything?" "No,not very hungry." "Are you sure?" I nodded. Finn smirked at me from across the table.

M: stop!

F: What am I doing?

He smirked at me again, putting his phone down. I glared him but looked away when Chosen looked over. "Y/n, why do you never eat when we go out to?" Chosen asked. "She has insecurity eating around her crush." I glared at jack from across the table. His smirk stood still. I looked at wyatt, he was confused. Breakfast lasted about fifteen minutes later and then we were all packing into Uber's again. We rode with the same people, even though I Sophia wanted me to go with Wyatt. The museum was a ten minute car ride away. When we got to the museum we all split up into groups so we could look at what we wanted, and not make too much noise. Jaeden, Finn, and Sophia went to see the Egyptian history section. Chosen, Jeremy,and Jack went to the Civil war section. That left Wyatt and I. "Aquarium?" He asked. "Yeah." I smiled. It seemed like forever when we finally found the aquarium. The small talk was awkward,and I didn't enjoy it anyway. "Y/n?" Wyatt asked,stopping in front of the aquarium enclosure. "Yeah Wy?" I asked, looking up at him. "You know when Jack made that joke about your crush?" "Mhm." "W-who is your crush?" I was silent for a moment, questioning whether or not I should tell him the truth.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked." He opened the door to the aquarium. "No, it's okay." We walked into the aquarium. We walked around in silence for about five minutes. "Wy?" "Hm?" He asked,looking at the jellyfish. "N-nevermind." When we got to the next exhibit, I decided to stop being a pussy. "Wyatt,"

"Yeah?" "I like you. You're my crush." I couldn't stand it any longer. "R-really?" A smile painted across his face, it looked genuine. "Y/n, I like you too." I smiled as well. I couldn't help it. I felt like jumping up and down and into his arms. "You do?" I asked happily. "Definitely." I smiled as I hugged him, feeling content and warm in his arms. "You don't know how long I've wanted this." He whispered. "Me too." I pulled away from the hug so we could continue looking at the exhibits. I grabbed his hand and intertwined our fingers. "I told the guys that I like you a couple weeks ago, they always tried to get me to tell you somehow." I laughed,"Jack and Finn found out last night, Sophia has known since the day I started liking you." "When was that?" "The moment I met you." He sighed in relief,"Me too." "So we get to tell them soon." I smiled.

After about half an hour of walking around the museum the group decided to get lunch. We sat with the same people as usual ,and Sophia still insisted I should sit with Wyatt. When we got to the place we picked out for lunch we all ordered, I got a grilled cheese and some fries. Healthy, right? I sat next to Wyatt and held his hand under the table, smiling like idiot the whole time Finn and Jack told some stupid story. Chosen was staring at me from across the table with a "I know something" look. I texted him:

M: Stop staring at me like that ya creep

C: Stop holding Wyatt's hand like it's a secret you two like each other ya scrub!

M: I can't promise I can stop that.

C: When are you going to tell the group?

M: Soon.

M: Now eat, scrub!

He laughed at me calling him a scrub. I laughed as well and nodded toward his food. We're like best friends so we can have a conversation without saying a word. "I say we go back to the hotel and fuck around." Jack suggested after everyone was done eating. We all did just that. We all got to the hotel and went to Jack and Finn's hotel room because it was the biggest. Jack started an Instagram Live video and we all decided to play truth or dare. Sophia went first. "Jack, truth or dare?" "I gotta go dare." "I dare you to... eat a bowl of Mayo." Sophia smiled,crossing her arms. "Ew, Soph that's disgusting!" Jack shook his head. "Do it or we get to shave your head."

Jack sighed,"Not too much mayo." "I don't know, he might look good bald." I joked. Jack puckered his lips and made kissing noises at me. I laughed and did it back, then shook my head. After he did it Jack asked me,"Truth or dare Y/n." "Uh..." I didn't want to answer their questions, so I picked dare. "Dare!" "Alright," Jack smirked,"I dare you to kiss Wyatt." I looked at Wyatt,"I-uh-uh..." "Do it or we get to shave your head." Jack smirked. I glared at Jack. I turned to Wyatt and gave him a nervous smile. "Everyone is going crazy in the comment." I heard Jaeden laugh. It would be both of our first kisses, and everyone knew that. We both turned our heads and pressed our lips together. Everyone in the room cheered. We both pulled away and looked at the group. I grabbed his hand,"We're dating by the way." I smiled.

#i hate this #IT #IT fandom #i'm sorry if you see this #wyatt oleff #stan uris #it movie #it movie 2017 #it fan fic #finn wolfhard #jack dylan grazer #wyatt oleff x reader #fanfic #chosen jacobs #sophia lillis #nick hamilton

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thorne93 · 6 years ago

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It Was Written In Song (Part 6)

Prompt: (from request) Reader is a singer, who happens to be friends with Tony Stark. One night, she gains inspiration from someone she never expected to get it from – Loki.

Word Count: 1337

Warnings: language, dashes of angst throughout the fic

Notes: Request from @abigailredgrave. Beta’d by @like-a-bag-of-potatoes and @mrs-dragneel-stark-solo��… all rights to songs used belong to Twenty-One Pilots

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London, Paris, Auckland New Zealand, New Orleans, Tokyo, and Berlin. Six cities. Endless memories. Three months of nothing but discovering the world together.

If there was paradise, or heaven, this was it. Touring the world with Loki, showing someone who knew nothing about Earth everything. You learned along the way too, going to museums, learning about historians, artists, writers, poets, politicians. Loki peppered you with questions wherever you went, and you answered to the best of your ability. What you couldn’t answer, you googled or asked guides.

He kept you warm by offering you his coat in drizzling London. Atop a restaurant in Paris, you two shared crepes, overlooking the city, then taking it in at night. You showed him cemeteries and how death, as well as life, was celebrated in New Orleans. Berlin offered its Brandenburg Gate to you, which reminded Loki of home in a way, with its magnificence. Scuba diving in Auckland felt like an underwater oasis. Tokyo was the most strange to Loki, but he still enjoyed it, mainly the food. Part of it was awful, driving around the city with so many potholes. It made you partially angry.

You’d been to most of the cities before, but you very rarely ever got out and experienced them because you didn’t want to be alone. Now that you had Loki, it was amazing. Some of the time you were imparting your knowledge on him, the other times, the two of you were learning something together for the first time and it felt like the two of you had gotten closer than ever before.

By now you even slept in the same hotel room, crashing on separate beds because you stayed up late talking so much. He loved to watch you write lyrics or songs when the mood struck, sometimes he even helped rearrange a few words here or there or offer a different word. You loved having him nearby for inspiration.

You were the artist, he was your muse.

Before you were ready to say goodbye, the tour was over. This was it, it was the end of the line. You offered Loki to tour with you, but past that, there wasn’t much you two could do. You didn’t live near New York so you couldn’t see him all that often and you weren’t sure if you could or should invite him to your home city.

So now, you had to part ways, and it was killing you. Your last night in your last city.

“What will you do next?” Loki asked as the two of you walked the brightly lit streets of Tokyo.

“Record, work on my next album. My last album released almost three years ago so it’s time to get my material out there.”

“You won’t take a break?”

You shook your head and slightly laughed. “Why would I? I have so many ideas, I feel so inspired…” you said, leaving it vague so he would have no idea half the songs in filling up your notebook were about him right now. About experiences together, about the fear of losing him, about the budding friendship.

About falling in love with him…

“That’s a wonderful idea, then,” he said.

“And you? What will you do?” you wondered.

“Me? I… don’t know. I suppose I’ll join Thor back at the Avengers compound, help him with managing the Asgardians. Possibly train. I believe Stark wants me to join the team, help fight crime, be a hero,” he said, rolling his eyes, pretending to hate the idea.

“I think that’s a wonderful idea,” you beamed.

“You think I’m cut out for the job?” he asked.

“I think you were born to help the world,” you simply stated, trying to hide your blush as you walked.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” he commented.

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Four months into recording and life was upside down, to say the least.

Recording was good, you had tons and tons of fantastic material that the band and producers could work with for you all to build hit after hit. The music side of your life was fantastic.

But since you and Loki parted ways at the airport, this all felt so empty. What was an artist without her muse? The lyrics were there, the melody was there, but the heart, the soul… it just wasn’t in it. The songs that had nothing to do with Loki were phenomenal, over the top. It was real quality work.

Yet, if Loki was the star of the piece, you just couldn’t get in the headspace to fill the void that was inside you. Even with nightly Skype video chats and daily texts, it wasn’t enough. You wanted to see him when you went to sleep, wake up to him. Tease him about his extensively long morning routine to get ready. Even let him hypocritically tease you about owning too much leather. Hearing his laugh, seeing the way his face lit up and his eyes sparkled at the world, watching as he gazed at you while you worked -- that’s what you missed, that’s what you needed. It’s almost as if his face itself were a song.

You had no idea if he felt the same though. You were madly, deeply in love with this man, and you were sure he felt that you were only a friend. Otherwise he would’ve made a move, right?

Maybe you could gear your heartbreak towards your music, you thought. Everyone loves a good heartbreak song, right? But you didn’t want heartbreak, you wanted life… You wanted love… You wanted Loki.

It was late one day and you all had been trying to record a song, a non-Loki related song and it was going decently, but you couldn't get quite the right pitch you wanted, so you were running it over and over.

“Okay, Burt, let’s run it again, from the top,” you said, readying your headphones.

“Y/N, you got a visitor?” your producer said and you looked up and frowned. You pulled off the headphones and walked out of the booth, into the hall, where your muse stood.

“Loki?” you gasped as you walked forward, wrapping your arms around his waist tightly. You pulled away and looked up at him. “What are you doing here?”

“I have something to show you, if you have a second. You said you were having some trouble with some songs so…”

“So you flew all the way down here to show me some lyrics?” you asked, incredulous and happily surprised.

“You flew all over the world for me, it’s only fair I repay the favor,” he stated with a boyish grin. “Besides, someone back home was encouraging me to come see you.”

You peered up at him only a moment longer, getting transfixed on that stunning smile before you finally remembered why he was here. You opened up a folded piece of paper and gasped.

“Loki… is this a poem?”

“Yes, for you. I thought it might help with some of the musical writer’s block,” he tried.

“This… this is fantastic. I love it. Truly.”

“You can use it for a song, if you’d like.”

“Really? Are you sure? I’ll credit you and make sure you get royalties and--”

He put his hands on your shoulders and looked at you. “All I need from you is confirmation that you will accompany me to a date this evening.”

You stared in awe for a moment. “A...a date? That’s it?”

“If it’s not too much to ask?”

“No! Of course not! Yeah, I’d love to. I’d be more than happy to,” you said, blowing any sort of cool cover you might’ve had going on.

“Excellent.” He leaned forward and kissed your forehead. “I look forward to your next album. Make me proud.”

At this, you grinned like a fool before he left you speechless in the hallway. Quickly, you tucked away your song, prepared to look over it later and transform it. You stepped back in the booth and the next take was perfect.

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chronicbatfictioner · 6 years ago

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A Real Boy - Chapter 7

The 'dungeon', thankfully, was not a literal dungeon. Or as Dick explained, it was once upon a time planned to be one; "but then the Salem Witch Trials happened, and the Wayne grandpa - or was it great-grandpa? I can't remember.. Anyway, he was so distraught by the blatant misogyny and stupid; he cancelled the building of witch-proof dungeon and instead built a wizard-safe laboratory of some sort like this. And by 'safe' I mean we can do things in here that no one beyond these walls would know, notice, or otherwise sense. Lo and behold!"

The last part of his story was emphasized by a sliding door that was hidden behind a grandfather clock. If Tim didn't see him pressing his hand on a panel nearby, he would have thought that the door was opened by magick. Behind the door was a dark, long set of stairs. Or maybe it wasn't that long, it just seemed like it because it was dark.

"Bruce will join us in a bit. Come on!" Dick prompted. "The light would come in after you're on step three..." he showed by going in. A single light lit up above his head. "See? Come on!"

"Hoookay..." Tim breathed. Jason has long since disappearing with Alfred to go elsewhere - presumably the library. Tim knew that there was the same amount of hexes and protection spells behind the clock - he could feel them, but did not feel threatened by them. "If I scream, Jason might pummel your face, just so you know." he reminded Dick, who waited patiently on the fifth stair.

"Oh, I know. He looks nonchalant, but inside he's actually very, very chalant." Dick remarked, straight-faced.

"What?" Tim nearly stumbled onto him when the lights behind him switched off and he rushed to catch up.

"You know, the opposite of 'non'-chalant?" Dick replied.

Tim rolled his eyes. "Really." he said dryly. "There's no such word..."

"Who's to say that? Language is fluid, Timber, I can create words today; and tomorrow, it'll be in the dictionary." Dick announced.

Tim managed to not roll his eyes, simply by realizing that if he does it again, he would stumble to the bottom of the stairs that was still long and dark and only illuminated as Dick stepped on the next concurrent steps. Dick eventually picked up speed and the lights got brighter until they reached the end of the tunnel to another door.

"Might want to shield your eyes. Babs hates darkness." Dick warned.

"Who's--" before Tim could ask who 'Babs' was, the door opened and light flooded the tunnel. Tim had to wince and squint to allow his eyes to adjust to the light.

Once his eyes adjusted, he gasped at the sight. There were rows and rows of servers, and if Tim didn't know better, he would have thought that he was in the server room of a corporate bank or something. But there were something about those servers that felt foreboding to him, as if they were using a different kind of electricity to power them, and Tim did not feel like they came from solar power or anything else he'd known to generate electricity.

"How..." he croaked, cleared his throat, and continued. "...how are these powered?" he asked, unconsciously glad that Dick seemed to see his uneasiness and remained within arm's reach.

"Oh, that's Babs' secret. You might want to ask her." Dick smiled. Tim honestly hoped that 'Babs' was a human being and not... some sort of ethereal or otherwise supernatural creature, e.g. a dragon who provided the electricity with its breath or something like that. Hey, he hasn't seen a lot of dragons. But nobody ever told him that dragons can't spit out electricity. If they can spit out fire out with their stomach acid, who's to say they couldn't spit out electricity? The general principle of electricity is consistent accumulation and friction of protons and electrons, after all. Even a small cat could accumulate static electricity... why can't a big dragon?

But said little voice that hoped for an electricity-spittin' dragon was squashed when they rounded a corner and found, among the massive set of monitors that stretched from approximately waist-high all the way to the ceiling, a chair and a keyboard on a desk, complete with coffee mugs and jars of snacks and several personal items. To his surprise, the chair was not actually a common computer chair, but a wheelchair.

"Babs?" Dick called. A voice called back from somewhere among the monitors that - frankly - fueled Tim's imagination of some sort of imp that fixes monitors or computers by physically going through it.

"Here, just a second." said the voice. After a few seconds, a red-haired person rolled out from under the desk. "Oh, hi, didn't know we had company!"

Tim blinked. Not only the person was 'regular' - as in non-magickal at all, she was also a familiar face. Barbara Gordon, the daughter of Police Commissioner, James Gordon. Barbara was a beautifully enigmatic, scary smart person with eidetic memory who could give Tim's brain an inferiority complex; and the proprietor of several renewable-energy initiatives that are being implemented by the city which, sadly, did not include dragon-based electricity.

"Was there an actual dragon-based electricity?" Tim's mouth blurted out before his manners could catch up. He promptly cringed and added, "I'm-- sorry. I'm... Hi, I'm Tim Drake." he introduced himself.

Barbara smiled and extended a hand. "Not as far as I've heard, but if you can find a dragon that can generate electricity and willing to do it for a small fee - preferably ones that don't include live creatures; do let me know!" she replied. "Also, if you can't hold up while I pull myself up to the chair, let me know. I don't want to pull you and we both stumble back to the ground." she added.

"Oh, no, I can... I think I can hold on." Tim replied and readied his stance as he accepted Barbara's hand. She apparently only needed Tim's arm as a hoisting point, because she pulled herself off the ground easily and maneuvered back into her wheelchair with such amazing ease that showed her upper body strength.

Tim was not surprised, really. He had seen interviews with Barbara that was taken after the incident that left her paralyzed from waist down. A former ballerina and martial artist, Barbara had patiently explained in the interview why she had the handles on the back of her wheelchair removed. She was not one who could handle pity and does not like to be pushed around without her explicit consent, she'd said, and Tim agreed. He might have never been physically disabled, but he knew how pity worked - and how many people have tried to pile it on him when his mother had died and dad got paralyzed. The 'pushing around' part, too, resonated aloud within Tim.

"Okay," Barbara remarked once she was seated. "Didn't tell me you were going to bring guests, Dick. But nice to meet you, Tim Drake. Do you guys need something?"

"Bruce is going to explain what we do to Tim here and his familiar - if he can drag said familiar from the library." Dick told her, and then turned to Tim. "Barbara here is our personal Oracle, literally and figuratively," he explained.

And then Tim realized that Barbara was wearing a nearly invisible tiara. A magickal invisible tiara that emanated strong old-magick that made Tim's heart flutter all of the sudden. "Goddesses... you're literally the Oracle of Delphi!" he exclaimed. The tiara, he knew, was an artifact. His father had found it - or rather, his mother did and his father was the one who took the credit. He knew it well, because mother was not happy at the credit, and his dad kept claiming that she had found it accidentally, so it didn't count.

It took Tim his powers manifesting, along with mother's death, to realize that the discovery was not incidental at all. It should have been stored in the Gotham Museum, like everything else they had discovered from the dig. Tim knew it as a definite fact, because he was there - it was one of the very rare few times that his parents had brought him along to an event.

Tim's expression must have revealed his thoughts - somebody in Bruce Wayne's team must have somewhat 'repossess' the tiara and gave it to Barbara; because she suddenly gasped and commented, "Oh my, he can see-- you can see the tiara, can't you?"

Tim nodded slowly, his eyes still didn't leave Barbara's tiara. "It should've been in the museum." he stated darkly. "Why do you have it."

Barbara smiled, "I've had it for a while now, Tim. I didn't steal it, if that's what you're insinuating without even intoning." she said. "Your mother... Dick, did you know whose son he is when you got him here?" she suddenly turned to Dick.

Dick shrugged. "Sure, Jack Drake's son."

"Jack and Janet Drake's son. Jan's son!" her eyes was glistening when she turned back to Tim. "She was... Tim, your mother was a hero."

Tim shrugged, this time. "I know, she saved dad's life..."

"Oh no, no, no..." Barbara waved her hand. "Oh goodness... That was just... while saving your father's life is not less heroic, regardless of the result of her demise; that's not what I meant. Jan... Janet was one of us. But she always knew that she would not be around long enough to watch her son grow up.

"She gave me this tiara right after they discovered it, almost three years ago. The one at Gotham Museum is a fake that she'd glamoured - so that any magickal person who'd seen it would think it's the real deal. It's been... how many times now that it's been 'stolen'? Four?" she mused. "But I didn't steal it. She said I should use it to focus my sensitivity and that it will help me focus it. Here--" she turned toward the computer console and keyboards. "...I'm sorry if this would hurt you, but I've got the feeling that you won't let this go without solid evidence."

"Oh man, Babs, you sure...? It wasn't... I mean, I flipped whenever I see mine, even like, just a photograph. Why..." Dick sighed, protesting.

"He's not like you, Dick. He's Jan's son." Barbara cut him off and skimmed through a whole list of folders, and then opened a video file. "You can see here," she pointed to a monitor and handed him a set of headphones.

The video began playing, and Barbara fast-forward it to a certain set of time. It generally showed her in an office building that Tim didn't recognize. She was already in the wheelchair, and by that, Tim could tell that it was after her incident a year before his mother's death. He knew, from Barbara's hint and Dick's reaction, what to expect. But still, he gasped when his mother walked into the room and toward Barbara. It was a brief exchange, showing his mother handing something toward Barbara, saying the exact thing Barbara said earlier, "this should help with your sensitivity. Now that you're not going out too much, your senses would go all haywire, and this will help you focus it."

Whatever it is Barbara said, Tim stopped caring as he focused on his mother. Even in a video, her features have started to be out blurry and out of focus, as it would with other full-blooded fae when they have died. Tim knew that he shouldn't try to remember her face. The books said that when a fae was killed, they would only fully get the freedom of the body and the choice of whether or not they would want to return to the realm of the living once their descendants forget about their previous appearances.

"Why did you show him that?" Jason was suddenly beside him, covering Tim with his arms and wings and all. "and for goddess' sake, what the hell is it with the clock?? I had to wait for Alfred to open the thing!" he added, snarling toward Dick.

"Oh wow, he's... he must be--" Barbara gasped.

"...the familiar. Yeah. That's actually what I meant by not making him distressed. He kind of got a very protective familiar." Dick added. "Babs was just showing Tim how she'd gotten something from his mother." he explained to Jason.

"I'm al--" Tim's voice sounded a little too small, even for him. So he cleared his throat. "I'm alright, Jason. Just-- Sorry... I didn't think that seeing her again..." he blinked rapidly, trying to settle the tears that were starting to burn his eyes. "We're supposed to forget so she can be free, right? I'm... I couldn't even remember what she smelled like." A big droplet of tears stubbornly refused to get back in and fell onto Tim's cheek.

Jason hugged him tight, but his wings were starting to disappear. "I'm sorry," he said.

"Why?" Barbara asked curiously. "What does he mean by having to forget?"

"A fae would make everyone forget them once their physical self died." Jason explained. "And by 'everyone', I mean their descendants. Once they are fully and truly forgotten, then they would have the option to return again to a human life, or other things."

"Does that mean there aren't faes who are... Mexican, then?" Dick wanted to know, and then cringed. "Ugh, I sounded racist. Sorry."

Jason scoffed. "There are... just not the... recent ones with clear photos, I guess. They just need to kind of 'forget' the actual appearance. Like, if you have a mole on your left cheek and your great-great grandkid doesn't know it because your photo was taken as a right-side profile, you're good to go." he explained. "And yes, you sounded racist, jerk."

"He's... delightful. And a bit possessive of his Magi, huh?" Barbara observed. "I'm Barbara, do you have a name?" she asked Jason.

"Jason." Jason replied shortly, even without looking Tim knew that his eyes were fixated on Barbara's tiara. "Well, it's pretty rare to see someone who has control of the Phythia's crown." he commented. "Does it require a modern-day fog a.k.a. hallucinogens to work?"

Dick gasped and Barbara coughed a laugh. "Oh my, he's..." Barbara remarked.

"Salty, I was about to warn you that. Was that you or you?" Dick asked, pointing alternately between Jason and Tim.

"Both," they chorused, and Tim promptly cringed. "Sorry, it's just... history believed that the Phythias used some hallucinogens. I just want to make sure..."

"The earlier ones didn't," Jason replied. "The latter ones... let's just say they weren't blessed with the channel for Apollo's foreseeing abilities and were trying to not make the empire collapse."

"'Try' being the operative word, I presume..." Barbara quipped.

"Yeeeah, well... the tiara was lost after a while. Presumably hidden." Jason replied.

"Presumed correctly to be hidden. My mom didn't find that in Delphi or even near Delphi." Tim said. A thought randomly came to his mind and he took a single step away from Jason, out of his embrace. "By the way, is there an electricity-generating dragon?"

Jason glared at him. "Of all the exciting things you could ask while being in the inner sanctum of the modern-day Oracle, that's what you want to know?" he scowled.

"Yes." Tim replied, surprised to hear his 'yes' echoed by both Dick and Barbara.

Jason sighed exasperatedly. "Yes there is. Don't ask me if I can get to them or how to contact them, --do not ask how I know or if they still exist. Just-- can we focus on whatever this thing is Bruce wanted to show us and-or-you?" he snapped.

Barbara snickered. "Okay, then... I think Bruce is coming down in a bit, he's a bit surprised at you zipping past him down the hallway and was checking on us. But let's start over, shall we?" she told them as she wheeled her chair to the center of the room. And then she turned and stated enigmatically, "Gentlemen, welcome to the Oracle's Lair. How can I help?"

Bruce, who had just rounded the corner, intoned; "how do we stop the Untitled?"

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chaletnz · 7 years ago

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Portugal Day One: Porto

After yet another mad dash to the airport (I never learn do I?) and running back and forth to the check in desks I actually made it to the gate with time to spare. On board the crew were sassy and tried to tell me to store my bag under the seat, at the same time I was being told by another passenger in my seat that I needed to take his seat further back while all the people behind me were hounding me to try and get past. I don't know where I got this bad airplane karma from as I'm always patient and when I have a small bag I store it under the seat. But I refused to take a three hour flight with my huge blue bag taking all of my leg room this time! Not when I'm watching people "carry on" about five bags each and then store all of them and their jacket in the overhead compartment. We flew beneath the clouds over Porto right on sunrise so from my window seat I could see lots of small townships and jagged hills below. Upon arrival I was handed a map of the city, then sneakily bought the cheapest train ticket I could (only for one zone rather than the 3-4 I needed to travel) and rode all the way to the metro station 24 de Agosto. It was very busy on board as it was the morning rush hour so I think I was safe with my single zone ticket although I didn't see any ticket inspectors the entire 40 minute ride anyway! As you may have guessed my first destination was a specialty coffee shop of course - Mesa 325. A Google search hadn't turned up very many results for specialty coffee in Porto and this one was the only one open before 9am. Inside there were only two other patrons and the barista working at a desk on his laptop. He invited me to sit down and gave me the menu which was extra hipster as it was contained in a small photo album. I took a flat white and a jam croissant and enjoyed them slowly as I planned my route for the day on my map, circling places of interest and researching prices for winery tours and tastings. I sat in the cafe for a little more than an hour which is not something I would usually do but it was so peaceful and quiet and I didn't feel pressured to leave like I sometimes do. It was quite chilly outside as I set off walking to my hostel, just down the road near the Bolhão metro station there was a magnificent church covered in blue and white tiles - definitely not the last one that I'd see! I passed a wide entrance with open gates and thought I should poke my head in for a look and lucky I did as I discovered the Mercado do Bolhão market downstairs! I bought a few small souvenirs and carried on to the hostel browsing in a few more kind of unique looking knick knack shops along the way. I had already concluded that Porto had the feeling of a small comfortable town full of local people, yet it is a huge city with a population of 2.4 million within the urban area, of course it is the second largest city in Portugal. I stored my bag at my home for the next two nights, the Pilot hostel, and then started my adventure! I began with a walk to the famous Livraria Lello bookshop but the huge queue outside made me immediately move on with promises to return later in the day. I passed the São Bento train station which had been tipped to have a beautiful interior so I ducked inside like many others just for a glimpse of the ceilings and a few photos. On my walk to Gaia I passed the cathedral but there was a large tour group outside and the sun was high in the sky behind just to ruin all my photos with overexposure. I was feeling a little peckish and passed by some food trucks selling tasty burgers which I stupidly ignored. I crossed the Ponte Luis bridge on the top tier which has access for pedestrians and the tram only so it was very peaceful and easy to cross from one side to the other and back again to take all of my photos over both sides of the spectacular views of Porto. On the other side of the river is where all the port wineries are located and there isn't much else. I walked down the boardwalk all the way to the end in search of food but only found pricey (and empty) restaurants and a suspiciously deserted looking supermarket which turned out to be a wholesale market. Without the willingness to be dragged into a restaurant by a pushy host and have my pockets emptied I settled for some churros as a snack. They were a bit cold and covered my jacket and shoes in cinnamon sugar dust but the girl had given me 8 for the price of 6 so it wasn't all bad! Since I was in the neighborhood I decided that I'd do the port winery tasting tour now too and I'd already mentally picked out Cálem as the one I'd visit. It was quiet and informative and the guide Joanne was very knowledgeable. The museum part before the cellar tour was very interesting with videos about the harvest process and information about the different varieties of grapes and fermentation processes to make the different varieties of port. The oldest bottle in the winery was from 1871 and they have only 8 left in their collection, it sat covered in grime in a display case with some other old vintage bottles of port. Of the people on the tour 8 out of 10 were from China and I'm confident that only 2 or 3 had any idea what she was saying and would translate for the rest later. We were able to see the process of making the vats and then saw how big they were when we entered the cellar. We learned about how the conditions are perfect in the Doure valley for growing the grapes and the conditions in Porto are perfect for fermentation and storage of the port. The young ports are very sweet and the older ones are dryer because the sugar is converted to alcohol and dries with age. Port is made under controlled fermentation processes so once the desired flavour is achieved the fermentation process is stopped and the port can be bottled. Joanne told us about how they'd clean the vats by climbing in with a candle for light which was extremely dangerous of course with the alcohol fumes so the cleaner would sing and if he stopped singing it meant that he'd passed out inside the vat and his colleague would need to come and rescue him. We moved along to the final treat, our chance to taste the wines at last! Each of us had a white and a red in front of us to try. We were invited to smell, swirl and taste while Joanne explained the particular bottles we were sampling, a 3 year old white dry and a 7 year old tawny. Much to my surprise, as I'm really not a fan of wine at all, I quite liked them both. I thought I'd hate the white and maybe be able to tolerate the tawny but in fact they were both good, although I think I'd rather enjoy them as cocktails like Joanne said they commonly become! I took some photos in the gift shop then left to find it was still light outside and actually it was warmer and sunnier than when I'd gone in! So my opportunity was there to get nice photos for Instagram and the blog! On my way back to the hostel I very luckily passed the 22 tram that so defines Portugal, and I saw that I was right by the bookshop again so I went over to check it once more to see if the line had disappeared. It had but now I could see the sign that said it would be a €4 entrance fee and then you get this discount on books! A fee to enter a shop! Well now I've seen it all! I was checked in to my room by José and took my trusty top bunk again with just enough time to unpack before my Spanish roommate came in and obnoxiously had a phone conversation on speakerphone. I chilled for a bit then went out in search of a bank, and also stumbled upon the giant Christmas tree in front of the Igreja da Santíssima Trindade city hall which was stunning and my poor quality evening photos couldn't do it justice! Further down there were a bunch of swings with Portuguese words written in neon lights on the top like "Natal" "Familia" it was very cute and Christmassy. At the bottom of the square were the blue letters spelling out Porto and the Intercontinental hotel all done up like a Christmas tree with the best view in the house. I managed to find a bank and withdraw some cash to treat myself to Steak N Shake for dinner - lured in by the cool mosaic mural on the side of the building. I opted for the western BBQ bacon burger, fries and a chocolate milkshake as I hadn't eaten much all day! I was lying in bed quietly ready to sleep and suddenly in bursts another new roommate who has apparently never heard of headphones yet loves to watch videos on his phone for hours...

#Portugal #Porto

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for-a-home-that-once-was · 5 years ago

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I challenge you to do the even numbers! 😄

Challenge accepted :D

2: Do I have any nicknames?Yep, Miss nightmare is probably the only one, tho I know that there are few others but I can’t remember them now

4: Video game I play to chill, not to win?Yep, to chill and to distract myself

6: Aliens or ghosts?Ghosts

8: Favourite radio station?RadioBob. It’s an internet radio

10: The word that I use all the time to describe something great?Awesome/cool

12: The question you ask new friends to get to know them better?Idk, it always depends, but I do ask about music/films/books

14: The last person who hurt me, did I forgive them?Nope

16: TV show I always recommend?Peaky blinders

18: Movie I watch when I’m feeling down?LoTR or The Hobbit

20: Favourite video games?Amnesia, Penumbra, Rollercoaster tycoon, Zoo tycoon, Life is strange

22: A good quality of mine?Always ready to help, to listen, to advise

24: Cats or dogs?Both

26: Favourite season?Autumn/Winter

28: Something I miss?Concerts

30: Eye colour?Green/grey/blue mix

32: Someone I love?My grandma

34: Someone I always think about?Tobi aka my soul mate

36: My current obsession?Idk, I don’t think I have any obsession right now

38: Do I have someone of the opposite sex that I can tell everything to?Yep

40: What do I think about most?Tobi, my shitty life, memories, current life, future, music, books

42: Do I prefer to be in front of the camera or behind it?Behind it, always behind it

44: Last book I read?A collection of stories and novels of H.P. Lovecraft

46: Do I play any instruments?Nope

48: Top 5 blog on Tumblr that I follow?I don’t think I have top 5

50: How do I destress?Listen to music, tumblr, read a book, watch a film, sleep

52: When do I feel most at peace?When I’m in nature

54: Do I sleep with the lights on or off?Off

56: What is my song of the week?I wish by Battle beast

58: When did I last send a handwritten letter to somebody?Omg, it was like 4 years ago I think

60: Pet peeve?When people say stuff like this “you lived through shit, well, I lived through wayy more shit than you” or “my mental health is way more fucked up then yours”.

62: Am I vegetarian/vegan/pescatarian?Nope

64: Have I ever had a friend turn enemy?Yep

66: Something I worry about?EVERYTHING!

68: Who are my best friends?I only have one best friend, he’s cool guy

70: Can I sing?I wish I could

72: If I won the lottery, what would I do?It would depend on how much money I have won, but I’d definitely treat myself with some concert tickets and other stuff I do need

74: Favourite place on the planet?I haven’t travel the world so I can’t really say.

76: Do I have any pets?Nope

78: Early bird or night owl?Night owl all the way

80: Can I drive?Nope

82: Earphones or headphones?Headphones

84: Story behind one of my scars?I don’t really have any visible or big scars. But I don’t have few small scars on my right hand, it was from smashing glass door. I had a big fight with my mother and from all that anger I smashed the glass door of my room. Stupid I know

86: Who is my hero?I don’t think I have a hero

88: What makes me really angry?My mother

90: Favourite sporty activity?Biking

92: What was my favourite subject at school?History, theater, languages

94: What was the last thing I bought?I cool and nice hoodie

96: Can I cook?Yep

98: 3 things I love?Nature, chocolate and sleep

100: Do I have more girl friends or boy friends?I think I have more boy friends

102: Where was I born?In Kaunas, Lithuania

104: Where do I currently live?In Kaunas, still

106: Last time I cried?Two days ago

108: Favourite Youtuber?Jacksepticeye, Markiplier

110: Do I like selfies?Idk, I guess

112: My relationship with my parents?With dad everything’s perfect, with mother - hell

114: A place I have not been but wish to visit?Bavarian Alpes

116: Can I juggle?Nope

118: Do I like space?Yep

120: Am I much of a daredevil?A bit I guess

122: Can I curl my tongue?Yep

124: Do I like clowns?Nah, but i’m not scared of them either

126: My current project?I don’t have any projects going on rn

128: Do I admit when I wrong?Yep

130: Favourite piece of advice?Take no shit, but do no harm

132: Hogwarts house / Divergent faction / Hunger Games district?I don’t know any of them but I’m not in their fandoms, so I don’t really wanna know

134: Am I very social?Yep

136: Do I keep a journal/diary?I only keep my travel journal

138: Do I believe in second chances?Nope

140: Do I believe people are capable of change?Only if they want to change

142: Am I ticklish?Not really

144: Have I ever been on a plane?Nope

146: Have I ever been overweight?Nope

148: Which fictional character do I wish was real?Kili from The Hobbit

150: What is the best decision I have made in life so far?To become a metalhead

152: Do I wear glasses or contacts?Nope, but I used to wear glasses when I was kid/teen

154: Do I want children?Nope

156: My most embarrassing memory?Idk, can’t really remember anything really embarrassing

158: Have I ever pulled an all-nighter?Yep

160: What colour mostly dominates my wardrobe?Black

162: What do I hate most about myself?My face and the way I look

164: Do I like adventure?YES!!!

166: Favourite animal?Wolves, horses and big cats

168: Have I ever been on TV?Yep

170: One of my favourite quotes?“Beauty always comes with dark thoughts”

172: Do I trust easily?Nope

174: Best gift I’ve ever received?Tickets to Edguy concert in Berlin, right after my 21st birthday

176: Have I ever had a night terror?Nope

178: An experience that has made me stronger?Life

180: Do I like shopping?Not really

182: What does “family” mean to me?People who will support you no matter what.

184: How do I want to be remembered?I want to be remember like someone who lived their life differently, like someone who was different than others, crazy sometimes, but helped people and made art and just had good time

186: What is my greatest failure?Choosing to study that bullshit I studied

188: Love or money?Love

190: If I could time travel, where and when would I want to go?To Viking age

192: What is “home” to me?A place where I feel safe and cozy, and at ease

194: If I could choose my last words, what would they be?“No great loss”

196: A movie that scared me as a child?Idk, my parents didn’t let my to watch horror films when I was a kid

198: Zombies or vampires?Neither tbh

200: Dragons or wizards?Dragons

202: How do I define love?A feeling, idk,this is wayy too deep for me today,sorry

204: Have I ever had my heart broken?Yep

206: Sweet or savoury?Sweet

208: Do I collect anything?Yep, books, CDs, tickets from museums/concerts

210: What is on my bucket list?Meet my idols and celeb crushes, meet my soul mate, travel around the world, meet my tumblr mutuals etc.

212: Was I named after anyone?Nope

214: What TV character am I most like?I have no idea

216: Favourite fictional character?I have wayyyyy too many of them, but my newest one is Thomas Shelby

Sorry, if some of my answers suck, but today my brain doesn’t really work, thanks!

#lacevingflies #answered

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fucktional-slytherpuff · 7 years ago

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tag i guess

Thank you for tagging me @omg-notobsessed, I haven’t done any of these bad boys in some time so here we go, not that people actually want to know shit about me. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Rules: Answer all questions and tag 20 people.

1. What is your nickname?

I don’t really have a nickname, so yeah but people keep calling me Clark Kent because of this little curly strand of hair falling into my face.

2. What is your zodiac sign?

Aquarius

3. What is your favorite book series?

don’t have just one so The Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter and The Kingkiller Chronicle probably

4. Do you believe in aliens or ghosts?

I still believe those alien fuckers will abduct my ass.

5. Who is your favorite author?

Tolkien, Rothfuss, Poe, Twain an many more!

6. What is your current favorite song?

Flesh by Simon Curtis

7. What is your favorite word?

fuck

8. What was the last song you listened to?

Where is my mind? by Pixies

9. What TV show would you recommend for everybody to watch?

Mr. Robot

10. What is your favorite movie to watch when you’re feeling down?

The Night at the Museum, not kidding

11. Do you play video games?

Hell yeah!

12. What is your biggest fear?

People

13. What is your best quality, in your opinion?

....sense of humour....?

14. What is your worst quality, in your opinion?

all of my qualities are equally terrible tbh

15. What is your favorite season?

Autumn and winter

16. Are you in a relationship?

Nah, that’s not for me

17. What is something you miss from your childhood?

My past self

18. Who is your best friend?

I don’t have a best friend

19. What is your eye color?

Blue with bits of brown and green

20. What is your hair color?

Currently pink but the natural colour is brown

21. Who is someone you love?

Crap ton of amaying actors and game characters

22. Who is someone you trust?

no one, really

23. Who is someone you think about often?

a lot of people?

24. Are you currently excited about/for something?

nope

25. What is your biggest obsession?

TV shows/movies/books/games

26. What was your favorite TV show as a child?

Spongebob?

27. Do you have any unusual phobias?

Philophobia

28. Do you prefer to be in front of the camera or behind it?

behind it

29. What is your favorite hobby?

binge watching tv shows

30. What was the last book you read?

I was rereading The Kingkiller Chronicle

31. What was the last movie you watched?

Night at the Museum: Secret of the Tomb

32. What musical instruments do you play, if any?

I can’t really play any instrument

33. What is your favorite animal?

all of them

34. What are your top 5 favorite Tumblr blogs that you follow?

@frenchhotmess @incorrect-star-trek @tree-of-blue-squirrel @littlesasquatch @music-x-freak probably

35. What superpower do you wish you had?

manipulating time and space

36. When and where do you feel most at peace?

in my room or far from civilization

37. What makes you smile?

Rami Malek

38. What sports do you play, if any?

Volleyball

39. What is your favorite drink?

tea and coffee

40. Are you afraid of heights?

not really

41. What is your biggest pet peeve?

it’s a cosplay pet peeve and it’s basicaly when poeple weight-shame someone

42. Have you ever been to a concert?

nope

43. When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up?

an actor or an astronaut

44. What fictional world would you like to live in?

Harry Potter/Kingkiller Chronicle/Lord of the Rings universe, one of these

45. What is something you worry about?

my poor decisions

46. Are you scared of the dark?

47. Do you like to sing?

sometimes although I don’t really sing well

48. Have you ever skipped school?

of course

49. What is your favorite place on the planet?

my room probably

50. Where would you like to live?

Venice maybe

51. Do you have any pets?

yeah I have a doggo

52. Are you more of an early bird or a night owl?

night owl

53. Do you like sunrises or sunsets better?

both

54. Do you know how to drive?

yup

55. Do you prefer earbuds or headphones?

i like both

56. Have you ever had braces?

57. What is your favorite genre of music?

I don’t have a favourite genre, I like all songs except the ones I don’t.?

58. Who is your hero?

not sure tbh could be Markiplier though

59. Do you read comic books?

yea

60. What makes you the most angry?

people

61. Do you prefer to read on an electronic device or with a real book?

i don’t mind either but a real book is always better

62. What is your favorite subject in school?

art

63. Do you have any siblings?

three older sisters

64. What was the last thing you bought?

cigarettes

65. How tall are you?

5″10/1,78m

66. Can you cook?

yes

67. What are three things that you love?

TV shows, privacy, sweets

68. What are three things that you hate?

people, romance, myself

69. What is your sexual orientation?

hell if I know

70. Where do you currently live?

slovakia

71. Who was the last person you texted?

my mom

72. When was the last time you cried?

last night

73. Who is your favorite YouTuber?

Markiplier

74. Do you like to take selfies?

sometimes

75. What is your favorite app?

youtube or tumblr

76. What is your relationship with your parent(s) like?

it isn’t, well basicaly bad

77. What is your favorite foreign accent?

irish

78. What is a place that you’ve never been to, but you want to visit?

toronto

79. What is your favorite number?

80. Do you find outer space of the deep ocean to be more interesting?

both!!!

81. Do you consider yourself to be a daredevil?

idk maybe?

82. Are you allergic to anything?

nope well except people

83. Can you wiggle your ears?

what? no?

84. How often do you admit that you were wrong about something?

not very often

85. Do you prefer the forest or the beach?

forest

86. What is your favorite piece of advice that anyone has ever given you?

just don’t give a fuck

87. Are you a good liar?

i suppose I am

88. What is your Hogwarts House?

slytherin

89. Do you talk to yourself?

yeah all the time

90. Are you an introvert or an extrovert?

introvert

91. Do you keep a journal/diary?

i used to but not anymore

92. Do you believe in second chances?

depends

93. Do you believe that people are capable of change?

maybe

94. Are you ticklish?

yes.... yes I am...

95. Have you ever been on a plane?

yes, multiple times

96. Do you have any piercings?

i have my ears pierced

97. What fictional character do you wish was real?

the better me I created

98. Do you have any tattoos?

no, not yet

99. What is the best decision that you’ve made in your life so far?

best? i don’t think I ever made a good decision in my whole life

100. Do you believe in karma?

yeah, bitch got back at me few times already

101. Do you wear glasses or contacts?

glasses

102. Do you want children?

103. Who is the smartest person you know?

i don’t know?

104. What is your most embarrassing memory?

pretty much everything about me is embarassing

105. Have you ever pulled an all-nighter?

yes, more than once

106. What color are most of you clothes?

dark colours

107. Do you like adventures?

yeah

108. Have you ever been on TV?

jeez.... yes... that was probably the most embarassing...

109. How old are you?

110. What is your favorite quote?

“I see the beauty in the rules, the invisible code of chaos, hiding behind the menacing face of order.”

111. Do you prefer sweet or savory foods?

sweet

112. Have your friends ever badly disapponted you?

yeah and who would think it was the poeple I met here

113. What is your favorite scent?

cinnamon?

114. Random fact you know?

For every human on Earth there are 1.6 million ants.

115. What is your opinion on long distance relationships?

hardcore thing to put up with, I don’t really think they work, 2/10 wouldn’t try again

Tagging: @godbriel @getmeoutofthisfandom @henkin-honk @hooker-legs @high-on-spn @jimminovak @nightwalker6200 @okie-dokie-angel @ordinary-chaos @freaking-out-on-the-inside @frenchhotmess @tree-of-blue-squirrel @trisscar368 @wildtendermythologia @wildricebear @music-x-freak @littlesasquatch @sadboiepng @o-l-y-m-p-i-a @lordmushroomkat @mancamonster @messy-haired-bum @caitisaddicted @luciferisbackintown @lunar-moon-pies @slytherin--king @hyrulehearts1123 @autumnwhisp @jace-parabatai-spn @highlyfunctioningassbutt @castheweepingangel @crowleys-goldfish you guys can do this or not, it’s your choice

#get to know me #tag #no one cares anyway

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thepeanutbutterwizard · 7 years ago

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Hi, I love your stanmily au. Stan has an army of adorable kids; he totally uses that to his advantage. He may have them take part in the Mystery Shack. How much does he & the kids get away with? How are the kids like on outings and travelling? Everyone has different tastes in music, some talk the entire drive, and everyone has their own thing they like to do alone & stuff they like to do with others. Actually what would Stan do having to drive around several kids before Soos drives?

(EEEEEEEEE questions about my au!)

Stan definitely uses the kids in the Shack. Crowds love cute babies. Stan started out by having Dipper and Mabel in baby carriers, one on back and one on front. His back hated him for it. After he adopted Wendy, he set up an attraction called “Worlds Cutest Kids!”, which was just the kids barricaded in a corner of the museum by baby gates duck taped together, playing with their toys. After Wendy had...adjusted to life at the Shack (it’s a long story) she helps with an attraction called “The Anonymous Box of Mystery”, and when the younger kids get older they all help out, making attractions, manning the gift shop, all that stuff.

The Pines family get away with a lot. With all of their combined abilities, they can worm their way out of anything. Heck, having the kids help plan the toxic waste heist (not that they knew what Stan was stealing) kept the government agents from catching and arresting Stan the day the Portal opened.

The denizens of Gravity Falls have learned to fear the sight of Stan’s aptly named El Diablo. They have three rules when going out into town: 1) Stay within shouting distance, 2) Don’t get caught doing anything illegal, and 3) If someone sounds the alarm, everyone books it to the car. The kids will split up into different configurations depending on what everyone is doing, and each configuration is its own kind of chaos for everyone around them.

Traveling is a different story. Soos doesn’t get his truck for awhile, so everyone rides in the El Diablo. Soos and Wendy both sit in the shotgun seat, and the younger kids all share the backseat since they’re all small enough to fit. Stan, despite trying to be gruff and detached, and despite his needing to work on the Portal, is the biggest doting Dad ever to his family. He loves to take the kids on weekend camping trips and summer road trips in an RV that Stan purchases (sort of) for family use since there is no way that he was gonna haul those kids around in the Stanlymobile on any drive longer than 20 minutes.

The music thing is actually an easy fix. They have a CD. Any time someone finds a song they like, they put it on the CD, and they make sure that its shuffled into a section with different music. So they could be listening to Bohemia Rhapsody, and then the theme song for Dreamboy High would play next, and then some classical piece from Tchaikovsky will play, and then some Journey will play, and so on and so forth. This CD, if played from start to end, will last a full three days, and keeps growing.

Mabel is definitely the talker. The first road trip they went on, when the little kids were about five, Mabel chattered for a full seven hours, then promptly passed out. Nearly gave Stan a heart attack. Grenda will sing along to whatever is playing on the radio, even when it’s a song she doesn’t know. Candy will tune out everything and read, usually something informative about where they’re going, and sometimes a fictional novel. Dipper and Paz are video game buddies, playing their Gameboys together for hours with Wendy occasionally joining in. Or they’ll watch some of their Ghost Harassers DVDs, or they’ll read the Journals together after they find them. Wendy will usually put her headphones on and just crash in the shotgun seat and chill, but sometimes she’ll just talk to Stan. She’s still got emotional baggage left over from losing her parents at the age of five, and Stan has his own emotional issues, so he gets it, lets her talk. Soos sleeps.

And as for the kids all doing stuff together in groups, there are certain things that they split up to do. Dipper and Candy are the only ones who love D,D,& D, but they will occasionally be able to rope one or two of their siblings into playing. When they can’t decide on a movie everyone will like, Mabel, Candy, and Grenda will watch Dreamboy High on one TV while Dipper and Paz and Wendy will watch so cheesy horror B-flick on the second TV that Stan acquired for them. Dipper and Paz are Journal buddies. Soos and Dipper will do guy stuff and the girls will do girl stuff. Everyone has little things they like to do with Stan, and everyone knows how to box, but Grenda and Wendy are the only ones who do it competitively. Oh, and the kids call themselves the Mystery Crew, and have been going on Monster Hunts (or Cookie Jar Raids) since Paz could talk Soos into dropping the baby gate.

And that’s it! I hope that answered all of your questions, and If you have anymore please feel free to send more questions!

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mostleemorethansmut · 8 years ago

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Better For You

{{Re-reading this, I made Stephanie it to a very big wimp throughout. As someone who preaches that Steph should not be defined by Matt I tell you this: I needed a juxtaposition. It doesn't stay that way. Sorry for my horrible writing technique}}

This is cause for celebration.

When Matthew brought his wife in for counseling, he had no clue what to expect. Stephanie was given one on one, the two of them met with the therapist, and Matt had is own meeting with the (female) therapist.

MatPat thought this a bit redundant. He was fine, it was Stephanie who needed the help. Unexpectedly, Matt learned a bit more about his own fear for Steph during this situation. However, meetings cost a lot. After a short while, Matthew insisted to be taken out of the therapy, probably to his ultimate detriment.

Stephanie was resistant at first. So much so that Matt had to literally carry her. Even then, their 'private' meetings were held with MatPat still in the room wearing soundproof headphones while Stephanie clung to him. Matthew didn't blame her. He'd probably be in the exact same position should the roles have been reversed.

Then Steph blossomed. Therapy became something she was willing to go to. Matt's presence in the room wasn't a be-all-end-all condition. Their couple therapy sessions were actually going very well. After four months, Stephanie was even able to laugh at rape jokes again (as much as one can).

This is cause for celebration.

Leaving was difficult. Stephanie told Matt everything once they left, and they had to be awkwardly cute in the lobby before Steph could muster the courage to put on enough of a shell to leave. Their car drives were very awkward to start with. The rape victim just stared out the window and stared out the banal landscape.

That's when Matthew Patrick made an executive decision. They were going to travel. The man decided that they were going to see something after every therapy. Maybe it was the state capital. Maybe it might've been a museum they'd been meaning to go to for a while.

Matt chose accordingly. The first day out, Stephanie barely wanted to move, retracting herself into her shell. Her husband chose up a small beach museum occupied by about two people other than them. Stephanie happily clung to Matt as they examined everything.

During the better days they went out and about. They visited crowded places and saw different things. Stephanie was pretty introverted when the two of them began dating, and Matt couldn't help but to feel a bit nostalgic as he worked once more to make his best friend used to groups of people.

Afterwards, they found a Dairy Queen to hit up. They always ordered a Blizzard. Sometimes they ordered something exotic and some days they didn't. Sometimes they talked about therapy and some days they didn't. That was fine. As Stephanie got better, she began talking to more and more people around them.

This is cause for celebration.

Work was a pill. The first few days, Steph and Matt just cuddled up together and did nothing. Stephanie wanted to feel safe. Matthew wanted Steph to feel safe. However, life caught up with them. There was a small backlog of episodes, but they couldn't rely on those forever.

MatPat needed to work, but was afraid to leave Stephanie on her own. So, Steph wrapped herself up in a blanket on a part the couch. Matthew typed up scripts on one side and apologies to sponsors and co-workers on the other end. He tried to explain the situation the best he could to all of his employees.

Matt was struggling. The few day wait they had imposed on themselves, added with the days they took off for therapy, culminating with the loss of Stephanie who always helped thin the workload... Matthew was struggling beneath the weight.

Then, one happy day, Stephanie just joined him. There wasn't any pomp and circumstance, no argument, just Stephanie picking up her computer and working with him. She didn't take on much work, mainly staying behind the scenes. She didn't even start on her large pile of e-mails until much later.

Then life resumed. There was no more hidden Steph. No more woman who couldn't function. No one pried and Stephanie was back into life. When what happened came up in conversation, she'd talk about it comfortably. No one saw her slip her shaking hand into Matt's hand. Still, she was better.

This is cause for celebration.

GTLive disappeared at first. It actually took a few days for Jason to appear on the community tab. He told them that the Patricks were going through a tough time and GTLive would return, but at an undetermined time.

They tried one stream. Steph just sat on the couch quietly on the stream the whole time. The chat pointed this out. As a result, Stephanie read one comment from the chat. Otherwise, she just motioned to Jason when she wanted to show off something from Twitter.

As hopeful as this was for people, it was draining on Steph. By the end of the day she was cuddled up with Matt on the couch and not moving. People wondered if GTLive was going to end altogether.

Then Stephanie did something unexpected. She posted a video. It was a short 1 hour edited Let's Play of her playing Slender. She talked about her past, talked about some of the things the channel was working on, and general silliness. Still insecure about herself, she posted the video to see if it did okay.

Doing okay is not what the video did. Exploded, might be a better adjective. People were split. Some said it was a decent side series. Some said they wanted the streams to come back. Others loved the content and only wanted it. Though, through all of the arguments, Stephanie gained encouragement.

The next week GTLive returned with Scary Games Friday. The stream began on a bit of a somber note as the couple explained their whole situation, but soon it was back to its awesome action.

This is cause for celebration.

"Did you hear that Matthew?" asked their counselor, turning to him.

"I did," he lied, his mind snapping back from his wife's beauty.

"Well," the woman pried. "Aren't you excited?"

Matt, completely lost, looked at his wife for context. She let out a soft signal of her being let free and walking away. "Well, of course, I'm happy," Matthew stalled. "But I think excited is the wrong word for me. I've had Stephanie back for a while. I'm just glad we can move on from this point in our life."

"Well spoken," the therapist agreed. "Still, you should both be proud of what you've accomplished. This is cause for celebration."

This is cause for celebration.

And it truly was. Stephanie had been at the best she'd ever been. She was perkier. She was funnier. She was calmer than before. She was sillier. And she was prettier. God dam, she was prettier.

Matthew caught himself staring more and more often. Steph probably lost most of her excess weight from the nights the poor woman spent crying. She also didn't wear much make-up during the crisis. Matt had grown accustomed to seeing her without it, and she still looked lovely. When she did put it on, Matt had make her drive so he could just stare at her.

That may have been a slight exaggeration, but a very small slight. He only made her drive on the way there, not the way back. As if that had not been enough, Stephanie was moving herself towards being more healthy. She bought more healthy meals that were easy to make, went running more often, and tried (unsuccessfully) to start cooking.

So Matthew was in agreement. This is cause for celebration.

This is cause for celebration.

But it wasn't. Something was off. When MatPat stared at his wife he felt something. It wasn't the burning of love, the craving of lust, and it, of course, not hate.

Jealousy?

No, that was to potent. He liked how she was, no matter what.

Envy?

More accurate. He wanted to be like her. She was so beautiful, and he was a miserable lump. Every morning when he looked in the mirror, he looked away as soon as he could manage.

Shame?

Ashamed. That was the right word. Not him ashamed of her, but ashamed for her. He was so round when he sat next to her. He wasn't as agile.

Inadequate.

There was another word that fit his situation. He was inadequate to her beauty. And there was nothing he could do about it.

Still; somehow, this was still cause for celebration.

"We're so glad to have you back," Matthew read. "She has returned. GTLive gives me a reason to live again. I'm glad to hear that, but I hope you have more reason than just us."

"What are you talking about," joked Stephanie, between groans of fear. "GTLive is the best."

Matt pushed his foot forward and nudged her ankle. Stephanie flipped out and adapted the fetal position on the floor. "I hate you," she muttered, as all of the men laughed their heads off. "I hate VR, I hate Jason, I hate Chris, and I hate this monster that thinks it's funny to watch me suffer."

Matthew laughed and took a knee to give his wife a reassuring cuddle. "You're the worst," she groaned to all of them.

"Love you too," he agreed, pulling her back onto the couch. "Um..." MatPat began reading the chat again. The positive comments were flowing, but in the chat some negative comments were appearing. When he flipped over to the Twitter, the message became clear.

"Who even likes Matt anymore?"

"MatPat isn't as good as he once was. His comedy's been going downhill. Anyone notice how Stephanie's getting better then him?"

"I wish Matthew would leave the stream. He isn't as good looking or as funny as Steph."

And, of course: "Matt has put on some more weight."

The male Patrick just bit his lip and tried to ignore the comment. Besides, Stephanie was back on the couch. GTLive had returned from its unscheduled hiatus. And this was cause for celebration.

But that phrase stuck with Matthew, even after the stream had ended. "Matt has put on some more weight." More. He always knew he was fat. He understood that he needed to loose weight. But more?

Matt found himself dwelling on this all throughout dinner. He watched his wife hum and wander about the kitchen. Beautiful Stephanie. Pretty, cute, petite Stephanie. Somehow got stuck with him. "I bet I couldn't ride a ostrich anymore," Matt thought.

It was that night that Matthew decided he needed to do something about his stomach. Matt walked down the stairs to the toilet. He shook his head before he mad the decision. Was he seriously doing this? Only a few seconds decided before he tugged on the back of his throat and threw up his supper.

It felt horrible, but Matt ignored it, washed out his mouth, and went back to bed. And the next night he did the same. And the night after that. No one seemed to care. No one noticed. Except Stephanie did. She smiled and noted how much slimmer he was getting. The chat only belittled him for being fat though.

Matt was losing energy. He'd begun catching naps in the recording closet, and that thing was extremely uncomfortable, so that was saying something. His rate of scripts and everything had plummeted. Matthew still cursed his body every morning, but Steph always gave him encouragement.

It was that night that he was caught. "Honey?" Stephanie called, as her husband snuck out of bed. "Where are you going?"

"I'm just going to the bathroom," he admitted. That wasn't a lie.

"You've been going a lot," she noted. "Are you alright?"

"Of course," he agreed. That was a lie.

"Alright..." she frowned vocally, rolling back over and into bed.

Matthew begun repeating the process that he'd done every night. Sneak down the stairs. Slip into the bathroom. Crouch down in front of the toilet bowl. Put hand in mouth and-

"Matthew?" a voice asked from the doorway.

He guiltily glanced up at his wife who stood in the doorway. "Yes?"

Stephanie joined him on the floor and wrapped her arms around him. "You don't have to do this to be beautiful."

Matt shook his head in disagreement. "How long have you known?"

"I suspected since day 1. Matthew, please don't do this. You're so handsome."

"But I'm so fat. I mean, look at you. You're petite, beautiful, and just simply perfect. Why would you want someone like me?"

"Because you're not fat. You're strong, smart, and kind. You forget Matthew, I'd be a mess if it weren't for you."

Matthew clung onto his wife. "I don't-"

"No you don't," she reassured him.

They cuddled in the bathroom, cuddled on their way back to bed, and held each other all night.

#not back yet #queue #stephanie patrick #stephew #stephpat #angst #gtlive #Matthew Patrick #matpat #cordypat #cordypatrick #tw bulemia #bulemia

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written-s0ul · 8 years ago

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random get-to-know-me meme coming your way

HI GUYS HAHAHAHA

so sorry, I know it’s been a while since I posted. June & July have been some busy months, and it’ll be getting busy with school starting two weeks from now, and with my eighteenth birthday coming up next month! So, updates might take a while longer. ):

But don’t worry! There will be updates, and I will fulfill your requests soon. I’ll post a list of my planned fanfics soon, so y'all know. (: Thank you so much for your patience and support, guys! For now, here’s a little something, to get to know me better. 😂

Thank you to @crookedspoonfic for tagging me!

1. Coke or Pepsi? Neither. I don’t drink soft drinks.  

2. Disney or Dreamworks? Pixar? HAHAHAHA but I can settle for Disney. I grew up with Dreamworks’ Shrek though, and no matter how stupid those movies are, they have a special place in my heart.  

3. Coffee or tea? Tea! But I can have the occasional coffee. 

4. Books or movies? Both.  

5. Windows or Mac? Windows! Never had a Mac.  

6. DC or Marvel? Marvel. ❤️ 

7. Xbox or Playstation? Wii? Lol, I grew up playing the Wii, and a bit of Xbox. Because I enjoy the Mario racing games, even when I suck at it. Playstation is cool though, I play Little Big Planet or Castle Crushers sometimes with my cousins. 

8. Dragon Age or Mass Effect? Neither. I don’t play that much video games, tbh. 

9. Night owl or early bird? Night owl. My body clock is fucked up. 

10. Cards or chess? Cards! I know more than a handful of card games, thanks to being bored in my grandma’s house as a kid lol. 

11. Chocolate or vanilla? Chocolate! I prefer Cookie Dough, though. 

12. Vans or Converse? Converse? I own neither, but I’ve always wanted a pair of Converse. 

13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash or Adaar? It makes me feel so disconnected from society to not know any of these. ): 

14. Fluff or angst? Angst. The pain gives me pleasure. 😭 But I also need a dose of fluff to soothe it huhuhuhu. 

15. Beach or forest? Beach! I’ve been to more beaches than forests, and I think they’re pretty cool if it’s not too blazing hot. 

16. Dogs or cats? Neither. I have a fear of both (I’m so sorry). ): But I can deal with puppies, lol. 

17. Clear skies or rain? Cloudy skies! Best weather ever. But I can go for rain, if I’m not going outside, lol. 

18. Cooking or eating out? Eating out. Because I lack a great amount of knowledge in cooking. ): 

19. Spicy food or mild food? Mild. Can’t deal with spicy food well.  

20. Halloween/Samhain or solstice/yule/Christmas? Christmas, I guess? We don’t celebrate Halloween much here. 

21. Would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot? Too cold. I hate the feeling of sticky, sweaty skin. 

22. If you could have a superpower what would it be? I’ve always imagined myself having control over the earth. Create earthquakes, tsunamis, that kind of thing. 

23. Animation or live action? I appreciate both. 

24. Paragon or renegade? I dunno if this means perfection vs rebel, but if it is, I choose paragon. Although I’m not one for convention or tradition, I’m more of a perfectionist, and I always do my best to achieve whatever standards I have set upon myself (and it can have a lot of downsides, unfortunately).  

25. Baths or showers? Showers! Fast and easy. But I’d like to have a bath in a tub some day, just to relax. 

26. Team cap or team ironman? Don’t make me choose between my parents.  

27. Fantasy or sci-fi? I’m not a huge fan of either, but I prefer fantasy. I like magic and dragons and witches. 

28. Do you have three or four favourite quotes, if so what are they? So far, these are what stand out to me:

“Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.” – Confucius

“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people just exist.” – Oscar Wilde

“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” – Maya Angelou

“We all have two lives. The second one starts when we realize we only have one.” – Tom Hiddleston (paraphrasing, I think)

29. YouTube or Netflix? Youtube. Don’t have Netflix. 

30. Harry Potter or Percy Jackson? I grew up with both, but I’m more of a Harry Potter fan. 

31. When do you feel accomplished? When I can finally tick off something from my to-do list. 😭 

32. Star Wars or Star Trek? Star Wars. I haven’t watched any Stark Trek movie. ): 

33. Paperback books or hardback books? Paperback! It’s cheaper and easier to carry, lol. Hardbacks are gorgeous though. 

34. To live in a world without literature or without music? I refuse to decide, or live in any way like that. 

35. Pale faded colours or vibrant colours? Pale and faded.  

36. Good characterization with a bad plot or a good plot with bad characterisation? I can deal with good characterization but bad plot, because if I care about the characters, I can handle the bad plot. Also, more fanfiction. Lol. 

37. Favourite Disney movie? Mulan. ❤️  

38. TV show adaptations or movie adaptations? I appreciate both. 

39. Museum or library? Library! My stomach’s in excited knots the moment I enter a library, lol. 

40. High School Musical or Camp Rock? Neither. I grew up with it, but I didn’t enjoy it as much. ): 

41. Three songs that have a special meaning to you? Oh, shit, this is hard. These are what popped up in my head (I hope musical numbers count HAHAHA):

Misery by Maroon 5

Scars To Your Beautiful by Alessia Cara

Audition: “The Fools Who Dream” (from La La Land)

42. what happened to question 42 where is it 

43. Favourite smells? The smell of freshly baked bread. Recently steamed rice. Old and new books! 

44. If you could do your life over, would you and why? Not really. I don’t think I would be the person I am today, if I didn’t go through what I’ve gone through. 

45. Would you kill someone you love to save 20 strangers? I refuse to. There has to be a way to save them all. 

46. If you could have personally witnessed anything, what would you want it to be? An EDM concert, or a silent disco! Like, the kind you put headphones and dance to the DJ’s music? I’ve always wanted to dance wild in concerts like that. 

47. If you had to pick one colour to represent you as a person, what would it be and why? Purple. I’m a royal motherfucker. 

48. What passion would you pursue if there were no restrictions on your life (money, time, ability/education, etc)? Writing. But fuck restrictions, I’m pursuing it anyway. 

49. If you could have any animal for a pet, what would it be (can also be a mythical one)? A DRAGON. That would be a dream come true. 

50. What is your spirit animal? My friend’s pet puppy named Toby. The little guy is so shy around new people, but so crazy when he’s comfortable around them, lol. Just like me.

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