#in which mike comes out to his partner lmao

[mikelogan]

They say one in ten, Max. That’s a lot.

[targaryenluvs]

— BEST LIFE

pairings: spencer reid x fem!bau!reader (past), harvey specter x fem!juniorpartner!reader (present)

summary: you’d once been apart of the bau team, but after a situation and a falling out with your boyfriend you moved on. what happens when the bau needs your help on a case, which your boyfriend harvey is also assisting on?

warnings: angsty, asshole harvey cause duh, jealousy (spencer) kisses, cute harvey

wordcount: 1.7k

a/n: this literally sprouted in my mind and i just needed to write it lmao, if you haven’t watched suits or criminal minds go right now‼️ they’re both my husbands 😋

when jessica had called you into her office, you’d been calm. apparently one of your cases, which had you and harvey working together, was now of fbi interest. your client was currently suing a company for faulty wiring in his home, which caused it to burn down. and it was apparently not the case at all, the home was suspected to be tied into a serial arsonist.

what you didn’t expect was for your client to be accused of being the arsonist.

“you’re sitting here,”

“uh-huh.”

“telling me,”

“yup.”

“that i’m supposed to believe that richard jeena, the fifty three year old little man, is a serial arsonist?”

you shut the file infront of you, meeting harvey’s eye, “sweetheart?” he uncrossed his legs, leaning forwards with a sweet smile, “yes?” you leaned forwards as well, “that, is exactly what i’m telling you.” harvey leaned back into his chair, disbelief riddling his face.

“and the fbi is flying here?” you nodded along, “fbi agents?” you nodded again, “probably field agents or whatever they’re called. they’ll sit in on the trial, survey the scenes, collect evidence and all.” the familiar clicking of donna’s heels brought a smile to your face, “profilers.”

your heart dropped with one word, “what’d you say?” donna made her way to the two of you, plopping herself down in the chair next to you, “it’s those fbi profilers. yknow, they look at the room and can tell you if he’s left or right handed, blonde, mommy issues and all. nice little packaged criminal profile in seconds.” you couldn’t help correcting her, having dealt with your fair share of assumptions in your years as a profiler.

“that’s not how it works,” harvey swiveled in his chair as donna looked your way, “oh?” harvey smirked as you sighed, “that’s not how it works, we don’t just walk into a room and have it speak to us. we survey the place, fresh eyes and open minds. we look for the things that everyone else seems to miss. we put ourselves in the minds of the criminals themselves, to get a better understanding of them, why they did it and all. you work your way back, start from the victim maybe, see where they’ve been, what they did in the last week, who they talk to. sometimes the killers in their personal circle but not always. every case is different, we try our best to provide an accurate, unbiased profile.”

“i want to take you on my desk, right now.” you rolled your eyes at your boyfriends words as donna stared intently, “we. you said ‘we’, as if you know what they do and their job. oh my god, you use to be one. that’s the job you had before coming here! you have a degree in criminal justice, and you said your last job you were at for what, seven years?”

“i graduated high school early, entered harvard at a young age, graduated, entered the fbi at the same time as a— friend. was also studying law, sat the exam in new york since it’s where i wanted to be. finished up at harvard, i was mid to late twenties when i left, wound up here and am now a junior partner, capiche?”

“could just say your age.” mike stood by the door with a wad of files in his hand, “i’d rather die, mike.” harvey laughed, “please don’t incentivise my lovely girlfriend to killing herself mike.”

“as nice as it is to see you all bonding, and trust me, it hits me right in the heart, jessica wants yourself and y/n in the conference room.” louis spoke from the door as you stood up, “first of all, trust with you is fickle, second, tell it to hit you in the face next time lou.” you smacked harvey’s arm as he held his arms up, “friendly fire, i’ll put it out later.” you shoved him by his back before smiling at louis, “i’m sorry about him, he’s not a big fan of the fbi.” louis nodded as he followed you, “duly noted.”

“she’s right, damn pigs.” harvey joked as you approached the conference room, “your highness,” you grinned, “you never treat me so nicely when we’re at home harvey.” he held his hand over his heart, “now don’t lie sweetheart, i’m as nice as mike.” the snort that left your lips had harvey doubling over, “oh please, nice as mike? you wish.”

your giggles were drained from your throat as you stared at half of your old team.

derek morgan, emily prentiss, penelope garcia & spencer reid. the last name, and face you’d still not looked at yet. thankfully, harvey noticed your tenseness, “y/n? sweetheart, you alright?” there it was, that word, sweetheart. spencer couldn’t help but wonder, was it just a word? you always use to call him it, before you dated, teasing of course.

“yeah, i’m fine harv.” he nodded, even if he didn’t believe you he could always ask later on. pulling out his and yours chairs, you sat next to one another. “harvey specter & y/n l/n?” emily questioned as you nodded, “the one and only. and then there’s y/n.” harvey leaned back in his chair, whilst derek stared him down.

what an ass. is what he wanted to say, it was also what he assumed emily was thinking. “emily.” she glanced over at you, surprised at you using her name, “it’s nice to see you all. how’ve you been?” and the bewildered expression was wiped clean off your face, no remnant left. you were a damn lawyer, if there was one thing you’d learned, it was to keep a straight face.

penelope smiled, “we’ve been good, y/n. but we miss you, back home. you’re a lawyer now huh?” you grinned, “the one and only.” harvey squeezed your hand, you squeezed back. “youngest junior partner, ever. my dream. just hoping to make it to senior partner soon, take the title of youngest out from under this guy. i’m happy here, i hope you are too. but down to business.”

and for the next few hours, you’d sat and listened. overlooking the case files, giving statements, reviewing security footage from surrounding houses. at some point mike ended up in the room, having met with your client and being harvey’s associate.

you’d had the pleasure of introducing spencer and mike, the two undeniably similar. you felt comfortable, even betting with penelope that if they touched the world would implode.

“and how much would he loose?”

“127,478.23.” mike and spencer rushed out as the rest of you fought to suppress your smiles, “well y/n, seems like we’ve got a genius-off.” derek laughed as the two men looked towards you, “don’t worry i’ll still love you mike.” mike scoffed at your words, “what makes you think i’d loose?”

“because i know you, and i know reid. trust me, you’d loose.”

reid. not spencer, spence, sweetheart. none of the above, you’d used his last name. as if he was nothing more than a colleague.

“okay, we’ve been here for far too long. and as much as i’d like to sit here and slowly rot, i’d rather do that at the restaurant i have booked for dinner with two lovely ladies. y/n and i have a trial date tomorrow, 8.00am. i think, we bring him along, show him what’s to happen if he doesn’t confess, than toast victory champagne when said confession rolls through. how’s that sound?” if derek’s grin was any indicator, besides a big fat yes?

spencer wanted to puke, ‘lovely ladies?’ multiple women? this man was insufferable. you gathered yourself and harvey’s files, a hand gestured towards you, the last file in said hand. “thanks reid.” he smiled, “no problem-o.” your eyebrows furrowed, “never change do you?” spencer didn’t have time to respond, his brain was too busy blowing a fuse as harvey opened the door for you. “ready for dinner lovely lady?” they all heard harvey ask as you nodded, the four watched as you walked out, his hand on your back as he pecked you on the lips.

“reid, you alright?” derek’s hand rested on his shoulder, “i’m fine, why wouldn’t i be fine? don’t we have places to be? hotch would want to know their on our side, that they reviewed all the information. they’ll help us get a confession out of him.” derek sighed, “because you just saw your ex, who you haven’t seen in years. the one you never got over, happily living in new york as comfortable as possible. a successful business woman and lawyer, happily in a relationship.”

spencer shook his head, “you don’t know that.” emily directed a sympathetic smile his way, “we sat with them for three hours. we watched them laugh, bounce off of eachother for theories, quite literally finish eachothers sentences. order food for eachother without asking, and get their meals right. they held hands when they could, he continued to call her sweetheart. and now they’re going out to dinner.”

spencer’s shoulder dropped, they were right. he’d come here excited at the possibility of seeing you again, talking to you. maybe even beginning again with you. instead, you’re apparently with some suited up asshole. he was annoyingly sweet when it came to you though.

as if the whole three hours weren’t a slap in the face, harvey’s voice rung out through the hallway, “there’s my lovely lady!” rachel, who they’d all met earlier on, was currently guiding a young girl to harvey’s arms. “daddy!” if hearts were boats, than his was sinking. he may have had a chance beforehand, but now?

“is mommy here?” your daughter was currently situated on harvey’s hip, “why don’t you hug her and find out?” your arms were out in the open as your daughter squealed before running to you, “d’you have a fun day with rach?” she nodded her head rapidly as yourself and harvey smiled, he stood behind you, chest to back. his hand rested on your waist as the other moved aside hair from her face, before moving hair from your own.

“now, my lovely ladies, it’s time for dinner.”

lovely ladies, for once, spencer had made a mistake. harvey was going out with multiple women, but not in the way he thought. his daughter and the mother of his child, you.

his words and actions meant nothing, they would mean nothing. you were happy, so happy. you had everything you wanted, a loving marriage and man, a gorgeous family. something spencer hadn’t given you. a man who knew you could hold your own. spencer knew that too, but he couldn’t help himself back then.

right now, you were living your best life.

[macfrog]

wish you were here | one shot

thank you lovely anon for this gorgeous request which felt like a huge mug of hot chocolate and a pair of socks fresh from the dryer to write. i hope you enjoy.

pairing: joel miller x fem!reader

summary: you and joel skip jackson’s annual holiday party in favor of some alone time. (not that kind you filthy animals it’s the HOLIDAYS)

warnings: fluff lmao, thirty-year age gap and u can stay mad, set around the holidays but no mention of christmas etc, nothing but love and two hints of sex. that's all. oh and no guitars were harmed in the making of this - joel canonically goes and gets the guitar after the fic ends. dw.

word count: 1.9k 

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Jackson is alive with a thrumming heartbeat. Pulsing through the air, bumping gently against the quick-lying snow and filling the otherwise silent night. A steady, rhythmic heartbeat.  

A heartbeat which sounds a lot like Blue Monday, but a heartbeat nonetheless.

The holiday party is in full swing down in the Tipsy Bison. Seven o’clock ‘til late! on flyers plastered all over the commune for the last month. Tommy had tried relentlessly to convince Joel this morning on patrol – It’ll be a good night; You oughta come along, show face at least. At the same time, Maria was on your back about it in the stables.

Y’all hardly come to anything fun, she’d argued.

We come to stuff.

When’s the last time you came to anythin’?

We were – we were at Mike’s birthday dinner.

What – five months ago?

We like alone time.

Alone time? You’re never apart from one another.

Alone time – together.

Neither attempt had been successful. Tommy and Maria had exchanged a disheartened glance as the two brothers passed their horses to you on their return. Joel clipped your cheek, took his gloves off and fixed them onto your frozen hands before making off for home, a proud grin on his face. You’d held your own as well as he had: you two had a clear evening ahead.

He had lit and nurtured a fire, had made himself a coffee and heaped half a damn bag of tiny marshmallows into a hot chocolate for you, but when he’d come through to take his place on the couch, you were already stood out front.

It’s bitter out – a soft breeze, but a thick chill on its wings. The sky a washed gray, heavy clouds overhead. He slips outside, setting the mugs down on the table, and slings a blanket over your shoulders. Kisses the curve of your neck, scruff of his beard tickling your skin.

‘s freezing, pretty bird.

Then keep me warm, you whisper, turning into his arms. He steps back, settling into his chair, flicking his fingers for you to fall down into his wide lap.

You curl up against his torso, your head hooked beneath his jaw. Wonder how drunk Tommy is by now. What is it – nine?

His wrist lifts, moonlight gleaming in the reflection of his broken watch face. Just gone ten. I bet he’s on his ass already.

You giggle into his shirt, breathing in the scent of the pine trees, the smoke from stoking the fire inside, the bite of hot coffee. The echo of voices swelling in merry song turns your attention down the street – two figures hooked onto one another, stumbling through the powdered snow. Some slurred rendition of September melting into All Night Long before the smaller of the two tugs their partner off into a darkened house.

Joel laughs to himself, the bristle of his beard catching on your hair as he shakes his head.

You ask him softly, Will you play me something?

His breath soars, a cloud hot and pale white, past your temple and up into the pastel sky. Gets swallowed somewhere overhead by the wash of warmth from the porch light. He turns his mug until the owl faces the street, the bottom gnawing against the wooden armrest of his chair.

I’m serious.

What do you wanna hear?

That one you’re always practicin’. The plucking one.

Another rumble between your shoulder blades. His chest jolts with a solid laugh. The pluckin’ one.

You know the one.

I know the one.

Will you play it, if I go get the guitar?

Baby, his lungs nudge on your back as they fill, it’s late. We’ll wake the neighbors.

Everyone’s at the dance. C’mon.

And he can’t argue with that. The entire street lies dark, vacant. Yours is the only house with soft-glowing eyes, the muted orange of the fire flickering behind closed blinds. Two figures, tangled in a chair on the dim front porch; a hunting jacket around his shoulders, and his body around yours.

You tug on the blanket, wrapping it around your elbows as you stand. Just once. Play me it once.

Joel’s looking up at you, setting his mug down on the table. Play you it as many times as you want, pretty bird. Just – quietly.

There’s a spring in your step that drags another chuckle from Joel’s lips: the kind that drips like honey down your throat and warms the pit of your stomach – a sweet, comforting thing, a sound you swear was made purposefully for you. Divine and deliberate.

Like – all of him. Like the shape of your name in his mouth, the curl of his tongue as the sound surfs over it. Like the curve of his hand and the way yours so neatly molds into it.

The way it did the day he found you, crouched in the gray backroom of some butchers deep in the city, and took you all the way back to Jackson. Let you cling to him on the back of his horse; your weak arms around his waist, anchored by the heavy jacket he’d thrown over your back. Your ear between his shoulder blades. And that was that.

Fifty-six. One brown-turned-silver hair away from thirty years your senior. He still remembers before. Talks about movies, talks about computers. Talks about Sarah, when the sun hits the wall at a certain angle and he reckons he could see her standing right there, the soft shadow of her hair dark against the golden wall. When you make a joke and he laughs a ghostly sort of laugh, like he’s hearing the echo of her voice make the same quip three decades ago. He always says she would’ve loved you; you like to think he’s right.

He found you: a lonely little broken heart, and he pulled you to your feet with a rough palm against your own. Hands calloused only from years spent carving wood and pressing the hard strings of his guitar into the fretboard, and nothing else. No violence and no bloodshed; no survival or threat. Music, and patience, and kindness.

And maybe you found him, too, in the same sort of way: roughened up, awkward and messy stitches holding him together. Maybe the two of you nursed one another back to life; each brush of your hands in the dining hall and each meaningful glance while out on patrol sewing those wounds up a little tighter, a little safer.

He sits forward when you hold the instrument out, sweeping a broad palm down the slope of the body. Pinches the pegs one by one, twisting them while his thumb taps on each string.

Come here, he says, beckoning you forward with a flick of his chin. He taps on the seam of his jeans, widens his legs for you to curl up between them at his feet – the way you always do.

Your elbows hook over his thigh, ear pressed against the inside of his knee. Staring up, blinking slowly, eyes glazed with the cold and with the light and with love.

He plucks gently, slow at first. Letting the strings snap with a twang, vibrating enough that you feel the small rattle in your jaw. Your eyes fall closed, head rocking with the light tap of his heel on the porch. When you peer at him through your lashes, he’s watching the skilled movements of his fingers intently; as if he’s as much a spectator as you are – his body doing all of the thinking and working for him.

 So, he sings, and your stomach melts to a puddle, so you think you can tell –

Your eyes close again, the low rumble of his voice crisp in your ears. Like thunder, like the promise of something great and mighty. Something moving, something rolling and changing the landscape of your body, your mind and your soul. The lines between living and dying begin to blur, the seam tearing between this plain and the next.

Did they get you to trade – your lips parting to whisper the words with him – your heroes for ghosts?

His thumbnail dragging down the strings, his strong fingers flitting between chords. Like he was made to sit here, in the dead of night, and carve a space in the world for himself and his voice and for you – lain in the safe scope of his body, protected by his breadth and brawn and lulled by his sweet song.

His breadth and brawn – the parts of him which have kept him standing here. His skeleton, his muscle. But the thing that keeps you warm at night, buried side by side under a threadbare woolen sheet together, the thing that you link your arms around as he leads you home from the nights you dare to visit the Tipsy Bison: are his heart, his flesh, the gray-singed hair which falls in a featherlight wave over his forehead. The hair you sweep from his eyes when he’s on top of you, his hips cradled in yours, that all-encompassing feeling of every part of him filling every part of you.

It all feels that way. The warmth of him, the feeling of being wrapped around him. Hooked around his body, bones intertwined. Absorbing one another, his words breathing life into yours, slowly growing louder and braver with each pluck and strum of music.

We’re just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year.

Your makeups entangling, ribcages locking together, flesh meeting flesh and hair twisting until one day, Tommy will come looking for his brother and find the two of you here on your porch, your arms still draped over Joel’s thigh and his fingers still mid-song. Stuck, alone, together.

What have we found? Joel looks down to you as though asking the question – his eyebrows raised – and you reply, a dumb smile across your lips, The same old fears, and then, together –

Wish you were here.

He plays until his fingers must start to hurt, the way he clenches and loosens his fist. Setting the guitar against your chair, hands hooking under your arms to pull you back up to him.

That one your favorite? he asks, the cold tip of his nose circling yours.

You nod. Only when you sing it.

I like the way we sound together.

You smile, shrinking into his chest again, your fingers surfing back and forth on the worn shirt. I like the way we do a lot of things together.

His hands slip beneath the fabric of your shirt, massaging your waist. He dots a trail of light, damp kisses along your forehead, dipping to your temple, the angle of your cheek until your jaw lifts and his lips are against yours, his tongue parting to lick purposefully at yours.

I love you, pretty bird, he whispers, the words falling sweet and fair on your tongue.

You take a moment to let them seep into your skin. ‘s the first time you’ve ever said that, you tell him.

Joel smiles. He knows. But you knew it already, he counters.

You know, too. Mhm.

Alright, he groans, slipping his hands under your thighs and hoisting you up to his height, bedtime.

It’s only ten, you complain, wrapping the blanket around his shoulders as he carries you inside. It’s too early to sleep – Joel.

Didn’t say we were goin’ to sleep, he mumbles, kicking the door shut.

[wheneverfeasible]

🧠🪱Wiggly Wednesday🪱🧠

Thank you for the tags @scoops-aboy86 and @endlessmusings1801!

Okay so hear me out. This was a worm I’ve been thinking about lately, which is bizarre, because it isn’t inherently Steddie…

But we get all kinds of fics of if Eddie and/or Robin were pulled into things earlier than their seasons. But…

What if Tommy and Carol were pulled into things with Steve? Like, picture it…

Instead of ditching Steve after his fight with Jonathan, Steve and Tommy and Carol hash it out a bit more, get into a bigger argument maybe even, and maybe they do separate for a bit. But then they’re still friends, so maybe they huff and puff about it but they talk things out too. Maybe Steve even gets to somewhat convince them that they should all apologize, even if Tommy and Carol don’t really want to or care all that much.

So all three of them go to do so, and all three of them see the demogorgon, and all three of them have that life altering paradigm shift. Maybe Carol and Tommy don’t change completely, at least not immediately, but they’re forced to confront that there’s more than just high school popularity contests, and maybe they become just that little bit of better people.

Maybe Carol and Nancy have a genuine talk, genuinely open up to each other, and no one can ever replace Barb of course, but it’s nice to have another female friend, even if they’re pretty much polar opposites.

Tommy isn’t fond of Jonathan at all, because demogorgon aside, it was creep behavior taking photos of them like that. Tommy helps pitch in to get Jonathan his new camera though, because he egged on Steve’s insecurities (brought on by the fact that Steve’s dad has cheated on his mom so he’s really sensitive to potential cheating in partners) and he guesses he’s partly to blame. He rolls his eyes about it, but Steve is happy he has his friend beside him still.

Tommy and Carol don’t really take to the kids much, but Carol does secretly enjoy getting into bitching sessions with Mike, and later Erica.

When Billy shows up, maybe Tommy and Carol start backsliding. Maybe they have to have a big blowup. Maybe they aren’t there when Steve gets dragged in helping Dustin, at least not immediately, but maybe they hear about Steve dealing with that without them because they chose Billy and they just…they…

They can’t believe they left Steve to deal with that horror by himself. They feel guilty and terrible and they tell Billy off. They can’t believe they chose some stupid popularity that doesn’t even matter over the guy that literally went to bat for them. They’re at the end with him, apologizing for not being there before, and they become even better people.

They come around to lovingly tease Steve at his job at Scoops, wheedling free ice cream out of him. And who knows, maybe telling Billy off changes the third season, maybe them being there, better people and supportive of Steve changes things, maybe the three of them can even change Billy to an extent. Maybe, Steve and Tommy and Carol and Billy hashing it all out and coming to terms with the toxicity of high school and judgemental parents and a society that believes you need to be a certain way to matter…maybe it changes things for the better.

Idk. I’ve just always wondered how things would have gone if Tommy and Carol had been exposed to the truth the first season.

And then blah blah blah, Steve and Eddie eventually fuck about it. Because I am nothing if not a Steddie truther in everything. And who knows…maybe Robin and Carol fuck about it also 😏

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[levithestripper]

how the members of the survey corp and marley warriors would train with you

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warnings: gender-neutral reader

included characters: eren yeager, armin arlert, mikasa ackerman, jean kirstein, marco bodt, connie springer, sasha braus, reiner braun, bertolt hoover, annie leonhart, porco galliard, levi ackerman, erwin smith, and mike zacharias.

length: 1.5k || read on ao3 || join my taglist

a/n: hi y'all. i never thought i'd be writing for attack on titan again, but here we are lmao. i've been rewatching the series from the beginning, and this is the result of that. anyways, some are more 'x reader' than others, but i hope y'all enjoy it!

— Eren Yeager

When you ask Eren to help you train, this boy gets so smug you can practically see his ego grow three sizes larger. You know you’re probably better off asking someone else who’s better, but you know Eren appreciates it when you go to him. He likes to show off and impress you, so you get more of a show than actual training assistance. Still, you appreciate the effort Eren puts into trying to help you out. Eren falls on his ass more than he likes to admit, making you hide your laughter behind your hand. 

— Armin Arlert

Asking Armin to train with you surprises Armin more than anything. Him? You want to train with him?! He immediately rejects your offer, saying he can’t possibly help you with anything that isn’t tutoring. However, you insist upon it, assuring him that you want his help and prefer it over others. The training you guys do isn’t intense; instead, it focuses on the areas you said you needed to improve. Armin always pulls his punches, never wanting to seriously harm you. But if you insist upon it, he will come at you in full force, just not very happily. Afterward, Armin apologizes profusely for possibly hurting you, and you reassure him you’re fine. Expect a flurry of hugs from him and a part of his supper rations, but he denies knowing anything about where your extra food came from. 

— Mikasa Ackerman

Mikasa isn’t keen on helping you, viewing you as something that will only slow her down from achieving her goal of being as strong as she can be to protect Eren. It takes you a few minutes to convince her that you won’t get in the way or be a burden, simply wanting to shadow her, spar with her, and pick up any techniques that make her such a good fighter for yourself. Realizing you didn’t want her to teach you, Mikasa accepts your request, warning you that she doesn’t go easy or pull her punches. It’s safe to say that you hurt all over come supper time, wincing from the hard wooden benches in the mess hall. 

— Jean Kirstein

Similar to Eren, Jean is cocky as hell when you come to him for training help. He doesn’t stop until you threaten to ask Eren instead, which makes him shut up and behave. Jean’s a decent spar partner, so you’re in good hands with him. You’re decently matched against him, winning about half of the rounds and losing the other half by only a second or two. He’s better at the knife-disarming move than you are, though, which he teases you for.

— Marco Bodt

Marco is flattered that you picked him out of everyone else. Being the definition of an average fighter, Marco didn’t think there was anything he could help you with, but he’s ecstatic to spar with you regardless. After all, it’s time Marco gets to spend with you. And if you think he’ll go easy on you because you’re his partner, you’re sorely mistaken. Marco loves you and wants you to be as prepared for the world as possible, seeing no benefit in pulling punches. But that’s not to say he’ll beat you up, obviously. After all, this is only an exercise, so you’re relatively unharmed, ignoring the scattered bruising. 

— Connie Springer

Connie is more than eager to train with you, joking around and laughing the entire time. He knows he should take it more seriously, but Connie can’t help having fun with you instead, completely ignoring the current exercise. He’ll hide behind you and tap your shoulder, waiting for you to turn around before ducking just out of your view. When you finally catch him, you’re dizzy and out of breath from laughing so hard. Your efforts are rewarded with a peppering of kisses all over your face <3

— Sasha Braus

Like Connie, Sasha is just as obnoxious during training but takes it a bit more seriously than he does. If you are serious about training, she’ll do her best to take it seriously with you. She’s not immune to Connie making faces at her from across the field, and frankly—you aren’t either. Typically, if you’re sparing with Sasha, you’ll end up with Connie, too. 

— Reiner Braun

Training with Reiner is like training with your long-lost twin. You read one other perfectly, evading and blocking each other’s swings like it’s nothing. You duck underneath his outstretched arm to kick him in the back of his knee, but Reiner is two steps ahead, spinning on his heel to knock your feet out from under you. He expects you to yield, but you don’t give up that easily. Sneaking between his spread legs to pop up from behind, it was your turn to knock him unsteady, twisting his arm behind his back and disarming him of the prop knife he wielded. It goes on like that until the quittin’ bell rings, except the roles reversed themselves every few rounds. 

— Bertolt Hoover

Bertolt is still such a sweetheart, even when he’s trying to pin you to the ground. He wants to win, but that doesn’t make his timidness disappear. You win more often than not, but you let him get the better of you sometimes. Watching a blush spread across his face and neck is worth letting him win. His blush worsens when you point it out, too. Still, he likes sparing with you, regardless of how well he does or not. 

— Annie Leonheart

Training with Annie is very similar to training with Mikasa. It’s not that Annie believes you’ll hinder her progress; it’s because she’s simply not good with people. Annie knows you can hold your own against tough opponents; she’s seen you go against people like Reiner and Eren and win. The best way to put it is that she feels awkward, not knowing how to help you or what she should say. You’re the only one able to render Annie speechless, a talent that immediately raises you above the rest in her eyes. 

— Porco Galliard

If you want to spar with Porco, you better be prepared to have your ass beat into next week. He’s out to prove he’s the best, and not even you can get in his way. He’s stubborn and afflicted with tunnel vision, blinding him from remembering how talented you are at it, too. Porco’s favorite move is pinning you on your stomach, twisting your wrist until you forfeit your prop weapon of choice. He’s stupidly cocky about it, too, straddling your hips and spouting snark while your face is shoved in the dirt. You may be talented at that day’s exercise, but somehow, Porco always has the upper hand, no doubt due to his Shifter abilities giving him heightened agility and reflexes. He’s always stupidly proud of himself afterward, bragging to his friends about how many times he’d pinned you. It earns him a sharp flick on his forehead from you.

— Levi Ackerman

You must be a glutton for punishment if you seek out Levi as a sparing partner. His version of training isn’t just sparring, oh no, no. First, he has you running laps around the courtyard for at least thirty minutes. And if he catches you jogging, he adds another ten minutes. You wanted the best, so you’ll have to endure everything he throws at you to get it. Next is calisthenics. Push-ups, thirty-second planks, burpees, sit-ups, dips, and wall sits are the bane of your existence for the next hour and a half. By now, your entire body aches, and your legs are shaky and exhausted. Levi gives you a break, allowing you to drink nearly your weight in water and grab a quick snack before his torture resumes. He gives you enough time to ensure you don’t vomit, but finally, it’s time for sparring once you’ve finished your snack break. Once he deems training to be done for the day, you ask him why he put you through such an intense workout just to spar. Levi’s reasoning? If your body was tired, you’d fight better. If you’re exhausted, you’ll seek out more ways to end the fight quicker and discover new techniques as you go. If you get frustrated enough after losing to him so many times, combined with your body’s exhaustion, you’d eventually find a hole in Levi’s attack and utilize it. 

— Erwin Smith

Training with Erwin isn’t much different than training on your own. He acts professionally throughout the exercise, seeing it as nothing to take lightly. Erwin doesn’t go easy on you, but he does pull his punches, not eager to send you to the infirmary just because of sparring practice.

— Mike Zacharias

Believe it or not, Mike is like a combination of Levi and Connie. Training with him will last hours, but he’s having fun with you while he does it. Mike is quick on his feet, darting this way and that, always out of reach. It’s almost like a dance you’re engaged in. Every time you miss, he’ll pop a teasing joke as if he’s goading you into catching him. When you think you’ve cornered him, Mike’ll knock your legs out from underneath you, claiming the win for himself. He’ll help you back up and reset the round, giving the prop weapon to you this time.

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[gunsatthaphan]

~ Monthly BL Breakdown: July 2024 ~ 

🫐 Happy August!!! 🐝

Disclaimer: ALL shows can be streamed here or here, as well as on Youtube and other platforms. For more info on where to watch what, check out this post! 

New breakdowns are coming at the end of every month - feel free to add stuff! -> previous breakdowns

What came out this month? (green = seen/currently watching)

🌟 Takara no Vidro - July 1st (Japan)

🌟 This Love Doesn't Have Long Beans - July 5th (Thailand) ✅

🌟 The Boyfriend (Gay Dating Reality Show) - July 9th (Japan)

🌟 The Next Altitude (BOC lineup event) - July 9th (Thailand)

🌟 Century of Love - July 10th (Thailand)

🌟 Meet You at the Blossom - July 11th (China/Thailand/Taiwan)

🌟 Heavens x Candy - July 13th (Japan)

🌟 Sky Valley - July 20th (Philippines)

🌟 I Saw You in My Dream - July 24th (Thailand)

🌟 4 Minutes - July 26th (Thailand)

🌟 Love Enemy - July 26th (Thailand)

🌟 Mitsuya Sensei no Keikakutekina Ezuke - July 26th (Japan)

🌟 Battle of the Writers - July 29th (Thailand)

Monthly Likes / Dislikes

❣️ - 👎🏻 No series but I find the whole Y-Find thing really fucked up like what are they thinking? I know it's the usual capitalism but to leave the winner with nothing but a paycheck and NO rights to their story whatsoever is wild to me. Kinda makes me want to write a story about Thailand's biggest company completely screwing over their fans and submit it lmao 💀

New series & movie announcements

🎥 Let Free the Curse of Taekwondo - Date TBA (South Korea)

🎥 P.S. You (starring Yoon Phusanu) - Date TBA (Thailand)

🎥 Buddy Boy - Date TBA (South Korea)

🎥 Project Red (movie, starring BillkinPP) - Date TBA (Thailand)

🎥 Dear My Paradise - Date TBA (South Korea)

🎥 I'll Turn Back This Time - Date TBA (Taiwan)

🎥 Host Friend - Date TBA (Thailand)

🎥 Pretty Boys - Date TBA (Philippines)

🎥 Luminous Begins (prequel to The Luminous Solution) - Date TBA (Thailand)

🎥 Eternal Butler (sequel to Anti-Reset) - Date TBA (Taiwan)

🎥 The Hell Guard - Date TBA (Thailand)

Other news from the BL world

❗️ After the withdrawal of Chimon W. from the upcoming BL Perfect10 Liners, GMMTV announced that company-newbie Santa P. will be taking on the role of Gun and thus become Perth's new partner in the show. Furthermore they announced that Chimon will still be taking part in the upcoming series Hide & Sis.

❗️ The production company Headliner Thailand announced that actor Seng Wichai will no longer participate in the upcoming BL project The Bangkok Boys due to scheduling conflicts. It has not been revealed whether or not his role will be recast.

❗️ Actor Frank T. made a post on Instagram, announcing the end of his ship with fellow actor Long Shi Lee, saying that there won't be any more joint projects as they are pursuing separate acting careers.

❗️ The annual Digital Awards Thailand were held on July 14th. The following BL actors/productions won:

UpPoom - Most popular pairing (My Stand-in)

GreatInn - Couple of the Year (Wandee Goodday)

MeenPing - Best Couple in a Sports Themed Series (The Rebound)

MosBank - Best BL Couple

❗️ Max Nattapol (Manner of Death) and Na Naphat (Until We Meet Again) will be paired as a side couple in the upcoming GL Petrichor. The show is an adaption of the novel of the same name and author Sammon has been confirmed as the screenwriter. An airdate is still unknown.

❗️ Former GMMTV actor Mike Chinnarat has joined the cast for the upcoming Domundi BL Your Sky as the character Oh. An airdate is still unknown.

❗️ GMMTV announced that their newly announced project Y-Find will accept submissions until August 31st. The project gives (only Thai) fans the opportunity to submit original BL/GL stories, one of which will be chosen to be extended and adapted into a series. The winner receives 30.000 Baht (~800$) and has to sign a copyright transfer agreement for the story and will not be involved in any of the further productions processes as all rights will be transferred to GMMTV. (wtf lmao)

❗️ The Korean vlog-style BL City Boy Log is getting a fourth season. An airdate is unknown.

❗️ GMMTV released a statement, declaring the end of Ohm P. and Nanon K.'s work as a pair and the end of the OhmNanon ship as a result. The pair debuted in Bad Buddy in 2021 and reunited for Our Skyy2 in 2023. According to the statement they want to pursue separate careers - Ohm will be the lead in the upcoming BL Kidnap where he is paired with Leng T. while Nanon has taken a step back from acting.

Upcoming series & movies for August

👉🏻 Sugar Dog Life - August 4th (Japan)

👉🏻 Summer Night (bl side story) - August 5th (Thailand)

👉🏻 Cosmetic Playlover - August 6th (Japan)

👉🏻 Monster Next Door - August 8th (Thailand)

👉🏻 First Note of Love - August 12th (Taiwan)

👉🏻 The Paradise of Thorns - August 22nd (Thailand)

👉🏻 My Idol - August TBA (South Korea)

[depressopax]

BrBa/BCS characters on Valentine's day

Fandom - Breaking Bad/Better call Saul

Happy valentine's day to everyone that celebrates! Shout out to my single fellows, same bestie 🫶

Pairing: Mike Ehrmantraut - Nacho - Jimmy - Kim - Jesse - x gender neutral reader Genre: Fluff, headcanons Warning(s): Cheesy af lmao. User is gender neutral (they/them and referred to as partner) Words: 900 Summary: How do the BrBa/BCS characters celebrate valentines together with reader? English is not my main language, if I make any spelling mistakes please let me know so I can improve my writing! <3 AO3 link soon

How do the BrBa/BCS characters celebrate valentines together with reader?

Mike

Mike doesn’t really get the idea of valentine's day, when he can be affectionate any other day.

Probably the one who scoffs at couples that exaggerates valentines day with expensive gifts etc (same Mike, same)

Double standard king, he’d do just that, just to see you all happy when he surprises you

Probably cringes at himself, but your reaction to his affection makes it worth it

If you like celebrating valentines, then so does he.

Mike will take you out to a fancy restaurant and make sure you feel special

Also make sure he has the day free so he can spend it with you.

But this is nothing unique, this man treats every day like a valentine's day and takes all opportunities to spoil you. 

When you give him a gift too, he’s rather surprised.

He’s not used to receiving gifts and having someone spend money on him “You didn’t need to” meanwhile he smiles like an idiot

The day is spent with dinner, cinema or maybe both? 

Of course he has more plans for later, too. 🤭

Nacho

Same with Nacho, he’s not that fond of Valentine's Day, especially all the cheesy annoying couples that make such a big deal out of it.

He thinks it’s ridiculous to only show affection and give gifts to his partner once a year, he does so every opportunity he gets (which is often, homeboy got no limits when it comes to you 💀)

But of course, he will make a big deal out of it when it comes to you.

He buys you roses and some gift but feels really awkward about it

Which quickly changes when he sees your happy reaction. 

When you give him a gift too he probably plays it cool

Meanwhile he melts on the inside. 

He loves you and the thought of you spending money on him makes him flustered “What did I do to deserve them?” He thinks as he looks at you in admiration.

He takes you out for a date and then takes you to his place iykwim ;)

Jimmy

Honestly? He has two moods: 1. Planning valentine’s day weeks ahead 2. Forgetting about it and panicking about it when waking up on february 14. 

He spoils you with gifts and dates any other day, but he still likes celebrating valentine's day with you.

So he feels really bad if he forgets about it, which he did today lmao

He woke up early in the morning, feeling like he had forgotten something.

Homeboy rushed out of bed to get to the store early to buy gifts

He doesn’t give a fuck it all fancy restaurants are fully booked for the night, he wants to take you there and wont give up.

Somehow finds a way to get a seat for the two of you at the restaurant

He picks you up and drives to the restaurant, making sure you have the best day ever. 

But knowing him, you can sense he forgot about what day it was.

You don’t mind, though. 

Of course, you give him a gift too, just to watch him blush when he receives it lmao

After a perfect date, he has plans for when you go back to his/your place. He wants to thank you for the valentines gift, after all. 😼

Kim

Kim loves you more than anything, but her job takes up lot of the time which she wants to spend with you

She doesn’t get the opportunity to take you on spontaneous dates, nor does she like it.

Kim wants to plan the perfect dates when it comes to you

Valentine's day is her way to “make it up” to you by really showing her love and affection to you

She plans it months ahead, with booking a table at a fancy restaurant, buying a thoughtful gift, and making sure she has nothing work-related planned, so she can spend the day with you, and only you. 

She buys some thoughtful gift for you, maybe some jewelry, roses or chocolate etc

She doesn’t expect something back but when you hand a gift to her, she feels so appreciated.

It doesn’t matter if it’s a “bad” gift, she’ll love it either way and keep the gift close to her all the time, knowing it’s from you. 

Kim makes sure you have the best date of your life, doing everything to make you smile and enjoying every second with you. 

The valentines celebration ofc continues at her place ;)

Jesse

Though he would never admit it, Jesse LOVES valentines day.

Whenever he goes into stores with valentines decorations and gifts, he gets the urge to buy something

Spoiler alert: His impulse wins.

On February 14, he probably has at least done 10 impulse purchases to give you

“You got something for me?”“Of course, idiot” He smiles as you give him the gift he didn’t expect (but was hoping for)

Jesse looking at you with so much love in his eyes, grateful to have someone like you.

He takes you for a perfect, cheesy date. 

He doesn’t like awkward dinner dates, so he ends up taking you to an amusement park or takes you for a romantic picnic, preferably when it’s dark outside. 

He def dresses up nicely too, even if you guys end up at some amusement park or a not so fancy pizzeria lmao

When back at his place, he’s prepared with lights shut off, lighted scented candles and romantic music, just like he’s seen in cheesy movies

You can probably guess the rest. 🤭

This was cheesy af loll, but I wanted to post something fun and valentine's day inspired!

[emblazons]

Thinking about that post that said Will had to be 'written out' of some of the S3 narrative because so much of it was about performing heteronormative relationships…& as an emotionally intelligent gay kid he quite literally stands entirely outside of both of those things.

Like. The Duffers said the premise of S3 was puberty, but in truth it's more like kids trying to act more mature than they are, not only by pretending they’re not into “childish” things but also emulating the relationships of the adults around them (for good & bad).

In S3, Lucas is literally just parroting his dad (and whoever else) when it comes to explaining relationships to Mike, and Max is projecting her displeasure/fear of divorce (because of her own parents) by repeatedly breaking up with Lucas and encouraging El to do the same while quoting Cosmo to her. El has her own streak of performative influence from her time watching all those soaps while locked up for a year—and Mike is just doing the best he can to keep up, seeing as (as we see with the Karen considering but then never actually cheating with Billy plot) Wheelers are often motivated by responsibility and duty to their relationships more than actual feelings or depth with their partners.

From the very first episode though…Will literally says “I’m not gonna fall in love," and while I know a lot of people like to talk about how that's kind of a sign he’s already falling in love with Mike, it’s also showing us that he stands apart from all the other people and “couples” we see this season…because he’s not performing social rituals trying to emulate the relationships of the adults around him.

Will is the only character outside of Dustin (who also comments on this tendency to be fake in love to Steve, ironically enough) who is refusing to take part in the ritualistic gambits of "dating" with his friends, on top of embracing his desire to continue doing the things he enjoys even as we are learning he is genuinely in love with Mike.

Will is the only one being genuine about his interests and desires rather than performing normativity (social and heteronormative) like the rest of his friends--the only one who is in love with his chosen interest because he enjoys being around him, and its that dissonance from the "play"/ sandbox narrative of S3 that makes it seem like The Duffers "forgot" about him (which, given the fact that S5 is confirmed as Will's Coming of Age season, obviously isn't true).

...I just think it's interesting that the season where everyone starts being shallow (because...thats the word for it. We should bring that word back lmao) is the season where it feels like Will gets neglected the most—not because he isn't important to the story, but because Season 3 was when The Duffers introduced dishonesty and ongoing romantic relationships as a concept for their "kid" characters, and Will's heartfelt affection for Mike and unwillingness to lie to anyone stands apart from that.

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Bonus Thought: If you really want to get into it, you can also pull on how watching Will lie to Mike in Season 4 about the painting hurts all that much more because its the first time he's betrayed his character to "match the energy" of his peers—him "ripping off the bandaid" was him not only choosing to save Mike & El's relationship by sacrificing his own feelings, but also him choosing move into the same kind of dishonesty and shallowness he's been watching everyone around him get away with for two seasons now, even though it was going to break his heart to do so.

S4 got Lucas and Max back to the honesty and closeness they hadn't been mature enough to manage in S3...but that's not something Will got to see for himself. Getting us back to honesty for El, Mike and now Will (who have also been lying to themselves and each other in their performances of normalcy) will be a critical part of the "repair" that happens in Season 5.

[thisisnotkitty]

Prompt: Ness and Abby cooking a cake from scratch. Mike walks into the kitchen and sees flour everywhere

i got way too excited about this prompt and kinda went off the rails lmao. here's 2.3k of ness and abby (trying) to bake a cake for mike!

you can also read it on ao3

When Mike steps into the house and hears excited giggling and shrieking coming from the kitchen, his first thought is oh no.

He’d just come back from work and had left Ness to babysit Abby. The waiter had been babysitting her even before Mike and him officially got together. He offered his services when Mike off-handedly mentioned needing someone to look after Abby once at the diner and ever since then, if his schedule allows it and Vanessa is on duty, Ness comes over to the Schmidt household to keep an eye out on the 10 year old while Mike is away.

They got along great, which was definitely a positive in Mike’s book, and Abby always looks so excited when he tells her Ness is going to look after her. She had loved Ness since the first time he’d been their waiter at Sparky’s diner and he drew a smiley face in whip cream on her chocolate chip pancakes.

Ness had sold his babysitting skills as being attributed to his love for kids and claiming that he’s great with them, though Mike would say that’s less due to the fact that he’s responsible around them and more due to the fact that Ness thinks like a kid himself a little too much and is always willing to indulge Abby in whatever her imagination comes up with. He may be a little immature but never in a way that endangers Abby so Mike never really tells him off for it (and definitely not because he finds it a bit endearing).

Though that might have to change when he steps into the kitchen to what can only truly be described as a crime scene.

Pots and pans Mike didn’t even know they had are stacked high on the kitchen table, there’s egg running down the refrigerator door, and some slimy looking dough is dripping from the ceiling.

Amidst the chaos are Ness and Abby, covered in the same flour that’s all over the counters and floor. Ness is holding a bowl while Abby wields a bag of the offending flour from where she had been shaking it into the bowl.

They both stopped what they were doing as they heard Mike walk in and stared at him like deer caught in headlights.

“Heyyy Mik-” started the (supposed) babysitter before being cut off by a puff of flour directly in his face.

It seems that Abby hadn’t realized she’d still been holding the bag of flour at an angle and a rather large clump of it had been steadily making it’s way out of the bag. When it finally tipped over, it landed onto the flour that had already been in the bowl, resulting in a large cloud that went straight into Ness’s face.

“Agh!” he yelled, bringing his hands up to his eyes in an attempt to stop the burning as flour had gotten into them. Except this meant that the flour bowl he had been holding was forgotten about and promptly dropped to the floor; which then startled Abby enough to make her drop the bag of flour she had been holding.

It had only taken 30 (very chaotic) seconds since Mike had stepped through the door to have all three of them covered in flour. (Well, for Ness and Abby to be covered in more flour.)

Mike takes a deep breath, closing his eyes for a second. When he opens them the kitchen is still in chaos but being a big brother comes with a wealth of patience and resilience to these types of situations.

He gives Abby a quick once over and when he sees she’s okay, just covered in white and seemingly wary of Mike’s reaction, sends a small smile her way, letting her know he wasn’t mad. He ruffles her hair as he makes his way over to Ness who is desperately trying to rub the flour out of his eyes.

“Here, you’re making it worse, let me help,” Mike says, gently taking one of Ness’s hands in his and using the other to brush some of the flour off his partner’s face. He has to stand up on his toes to properly reach but when enough of the flour has been cleared Ness gives him a pout and the biggest puppy dog eyes known to man.

And Mike is not weak. He’s fought an evil murderer in a bunny suit before. Heck, his workplace is quite literally haunted by the ghosts of dead children. No, Mike is not weak by any means, but something about the brown orbs staring back at him leaves him a little defenseless.

With a sigh, he surges up to press a kiss against his boyfriend's (boyfriend’s!) jaw and it’s definitely because Abby is there and not because that’s as far as he can reach. He gives Ness a small smile before pulling away.

He looks around, assessing the damage to the kitchen before turning back to the two perpetrators who are sullenly looking at the floor as if awaiting to be reprimanded.

“Hey,” he says softly, catching their attention. “Here’s what we’re gonna do-”

“We just wanted to bake you a cake!” Abby cries out, eyes brimming with tears. Ness immediately notices and turns back to Mike with urgency.

“Look, it was my idea, I’m the one in charge so if anything you should be mad at me! And I’ll- I’ll clean up the kitchen so don’t even worry about that, okay? I promise I’ll do anything to make it up to y-”

For the second time that night, Ness is interrupted by a small puff of flour to the face, standing in shock as Mike shakes the flour off from his hands. “Let me finish talking, yeah?”

Abby and Ness immediately quiet down and he hears a small sniffle from his sister.

“I’m not mad,” he begins, choosing his words carefully and keeping his tone soft. “I’m just a bit tired from work, but I appreciate you guys trying to bake a cake for me. That’s very sweet of you. Once we get this cleaned up, we can go buy a cake. How does that sound?”

He receives identical small nods in response, causing him to roll his eyes. “Alright, c’mere”, he says, opening up his arms.

Immediately he has a handful of his two favorite people and, despite being significantly shorter than one of them, they both curl up in his chest as he wraps his arms around them as tight as he can.

“You know, I thought I’d left Abby with a babysitter, not another kid to play with”, he jokes after a few seconds of the hug. Ness pulls away with a pout, while Abby giggles, wiping away her tears. Ness catches this and exaggerates his pout comically, making Abby laugh even harder. She suddenly stops and looks at Mike again.

“You sure you’re not mad?” she asks quietly.

Mike lowers down to her level and puts his hands on her shoulders. “I promise,” he says, looking into her eyes so she can see he’s being truthful.

Seemingly satisfied with that answer, she steps back with a small smile and looks around as if properly seeing the mess for the first time.

When Mike catches Ness doing the same, he figures they should get to work.

“Alright, first let’s get you guys cleaned up”

They cram into the small bathroom and Mike helps Abby get the flour out of her hair while Ness cleans up his face. He instructs them to begin sweeping up the floor and tells him that he’ll meet them in the kitchen in a minute. The two troublemakers walk off, chattering about what they can do better the next time they bake a cake. (Mike makes a note to worry about that later.)

He takes a minute to collect himself and to prepare for the chaos ahead, quickly splashing some water on his face before making his way back to the kitchen. At least they didn’t burn down the house, he thinks as he steps through the door frame just in time to hear-

“Do you smell something burning?” from Abby.

She quickly looks over to Ness, who had turned to her as well, and they seemingly remember something at the same time. Immediately dropping what they were doing, they scramble towards the oven. Ness hurriedly puts on the oven mitt and, once he makes sure Abby is out of the way, opens the oven door.

There’s not a lot of smoke, luckily. Mike makes his way over to make some room on the stove and when Ness sets it down, the cake doesn’t seem to be too burnt. This seems to greatly excite the amateur bakers, meanwhile Mike wonders how Ness, as a seemingly competent adult, forgot there was a whole cake in the oven and-

“Why were you guys making two cakes?”

He turns to face them but catches a glimpse of the kitchen which still looks like a hot mess. Right, he thinks, priorities. “Actually, let’s clean up first and then you can tell me all about what you guys did while I was gone.”

As they clean, they explain that the first one had been a trial run, but they knew Mike would be home soon so they figured they might as well get started on the second one. He listens as Abby tells him something about coffee being a … soup? (“It’s just a theory,” Ness chimes in and yeah that makes more sense.)

Between the three of them, they quickly leave the kitchen as good as it can be. There’s still a bit of dough on the ceiling - how did that even get there? - but it’s not like anyone’s going to be looking up. Mike sends Abby to get changed and is surprised when Ness grabs his hand as soon as she’s gone.

There’s a childish grin on his face as he leads Mike to the dining table and it’s so bright Mike almost feels like he should squint a little.

Ness dramatically pulls out a chair and excitedly gestures for Mike to “sit, sit!” and who is Mike to deny him? He tries his best to look exasperated but he knows Ness can see the smile tugging at his lips.

He feels a kiss pressed to his forehead and look’s into his boyfriend’s (boyfriend’s!) sparkling eyes and lets the smile take over his features.

“Wait right here!” says Ness, and he takes off into the kitchen again. Mike obediently waits like a good boyfriend (boyfriend!) and listens curiously as Ness stumbles around the kitchen.

They haven’t been dating for very long, but the thought of Ness in his kitchen - in his home - baking a cake with his little sister as they wait for Mike to get home feels so domestic, it leaves a sense of longing in his heart for a dream he can see so clearly.

He comes back to himself just as Ness sets down a plate with … something on it in front of him. Abby comes back at that time too and excitedly makes her way over.

“Is Mike trying the cake?”

Oh, that’s what it’s supposed to be. Ness seems to be as bad with a knife as he is at baking because the cake slice on Mike’s plate is so misshapen that it can hardly even be called a “slice”. It’s burnt at the top, a bit more than he had originally thought it was, but the middle seems almost gooey. (Mike really hopes that’s by design.)

All in all, it looks pretty unappetizing. Mike grabs the spoon that Ness is offering to him and is prepared to make some excuse of having real food first when he looks up to a pair of matching puppy dog eyes.

Again, Mike is not weak, but it’d be downright cruel to not at least take a bite.

He digs his spoon in, making sure to get a bit of everything as if the burnt top will counteract the under cooked middle. He takes a bite and-

First off all, the burnt parts do not counteract the under cooked ones, he can say that much. Now there’s just two distinct textures in his mouth that are not at all pleasant. There’s also so much burnt that it really overpowers any other flavor there could’ve been, but if he focuses really hard Mike’s pretty sure he can taste a hint of … carrot? He forces himself to chew and is desperately trying to think of anything nice he can say about the cake when he makes the mistake of looking up.

Ness is grinning from ear to ear, although that’s pretty much his natural expression. He’s bouncing on his feet a bit, waiting in anticipation.

Then there’s Abby. His little sister, who he loves so dearly, is also bouncing on her feet, looking incredibly proud of her monstrous creation. Even though they’ve been healing slowly but surely, their lives have been hard. Abby is a resilient kid but Mike always wishes he could do more for her, be a little less rough around the edges.

His eyes drift back to Ness who is nearly a mirror image of Abby despite being a foot taller and over twice her age and he’s so grateful to have him around in that moment. He knows he gives Ness a hard time about being like a child but he knows when to be a responsible adult and Mike knows he’d never put Abby in any real danger.

He looks at his sister again and gives her a genuine smile as he swallows the cake and wow, he had been so lost in his thoughts he’d nearly forgotten what the creation tasted like.

Still, his next words are genuine and worth it to see the megawatt smiles grow.

“I think I’d enjoy anything made by you two”

Abby and Ness rejoice in excitement, whopping and clapping. Ness even picks Abby up, spinning her around. Mike takes another bite and something about the giggling and shrieking in the background makes it taste even better.

please send me more prompts or headcanons i am literally begging for any content of these two

[thestobingirlie]

Hi! I hope you don’t mind non-anonymous asks.

Firstly, I wanted to say thank you for being one of the loudest voices of reason of this godforsaken fandom.

Secondly… Can I also share my complains? I feel like I’ll die if I won’t talk about it.

I feel like you probably talked about it before, but still these whole “Eddie being the only person in entire group who understands him” trop started a new era of fics where Steve is almost literally hated by Dustin & the party, no one (from Dustin to Hopper) supports him (except for Eddie, of course. Look at out knight in shining armor) and even Robin (EVEN ROBIN GODDAMNIT) abandons him.

And I don’t know where is this desperate desire to isolate Steve from his found family comes from (well, actually, I have a couple ideas)…

These trop also might seem one of the reasons why shovel talks trop became so popular. And again, in this kind of things, everyone in the group suspects the worst about Steve. But… I mean, in my head, the only person who will receive shovel talks from literally everyone would be Eddie. I imagine that even Mike will show up just to say something “y’know dude, you’re cool and I admire you, but if you hurt Steve I smash your head with your guitar). God, there so much potential for Steve & the party dynamics. So much potential for Steve’s and Mike’s dynamic to explore, but no. Of course, we’ll chose the most toxic, abusive and horrendous relationship dynamic to ever exist.

These “Hellfire club feat. Eddie acting like disrespectful pigs while being guests at Steve’s”… And Steve being a helpless damsel in distress who locks up in his room and cries instead of kicking these assholes out… Lord, give me strength.

This top/bottom, dom/sub shit… Look, I actually headcanon Steve as bi. And. I think that he most likely prefer to be bottom. (Not because he’s weak helpless cry baby who can’t stand up for himself), but because he takes care about everyone so much, that he will probably want for once be the person who receives care from his partner. However, this shit with feminisation and infantilisation of Steve went too far. I mean, you want to ship Eddie with someone fragile, feminine, gentle and someone who will actually cry when people being mean to them? Chrissy Cunningham is right there. There’s nothing wrong with shipping f/m ships. I’m telling ya, your taste hasn’t “upgrade” just because you started shipping mlm.

It’s one thing when people recognise that they’re writing toxic, even abusive relationship. But the way some harringrove fics recently started looked better in comparison with some (actually most) steddie fics is just sending me… Yeah, steddies be like “harringrove is this”, “stancy is that” and then write most horrific, toxic and unhealthy shit ever.

Don’t even get me started on this “Robin starts to care less about Steve/stops caring about Steve at all because of Nancy, or other shitty idea for the plot of another shitty fic”… Just fuck ya’ll. Seriously.

Again, thank you very much.

And honestly, the way that rockie is (most of the time) in the love triangle fics in which ronance is endgame…

I mean, the most popular fic with rockie is actually a Steve-centered fic (and it’s good, cause it captures Steve’s dynamic with the party) with rockie being a background ship.

And the second most popular rockie fic is actually a ronance fic with vickie being abuser & manipulator. Ronance shippers stop making Vickie gross and rockie as a whole about ronance challenge. Level impossible.

And this is my villain origin.

hi! i totally don’t mind non-anon asks, send away!

i love being called a voice of reason lmao. so thank you very much.

it’s honestly insane the extent that people feel they have to go to to make eddie seem… more important to steve? they have to totally isolate steve from 90% of his friendships. make characters prefer eddie, and say horrible shit to steve, all to make eddie seem like a good option. the only person that treats steve well. that doesn’t spit on him and treat him like shit. and even then that’s often accompanied by eddie’s friends treating steve like shit and eddie going along with it. it’s just ridiculous (and screams of abusive dynamics, but that’s by the by).

shovel talks my beloathed. they suck a lot anyway because people aren’t always great at writing them lmao. but literally the character within steddie that would be receiving shovel talks… eddie!

i mean. these shovel talks also typically happen in a universe where steve saves eddie’s fucking life. and people still feel the need to write all of steve’s friends and families as warning him against hurting eddie. like. wtf lmao.

the way steve and the party dynamics have been left out to die… take me back to a post s2 world!!!!!!!

don’t get me started on the hellfire fics. got steve acting pathetic when my baby boy is a BITCH!!!!

it’s actually so crazy how reactive steddies got about hellcheer and then went to such efforts to deconstruct steve’s character and turn him into chrissy. just fucking ship hellcheer!!!

all that drama about steddies finally being a “good” steve ship, and trying to write the most fics. all to create a toxic and abuse dynamic that rivals harringrove… alright. okay.

so many dynamics suffer at the hands of people prioritising romance and prioritising eddie and it’s literally depressing lol.

rockie was never even given a chance!!! from day one other shippers have done all they can to vilify vickie and for what? because she’s a cute bisexual that loves robin???? let my girl fucking live!!!

[marxthedumdum]

silly lil steven headcanons i have in mind that i wanted to show for no particular reason

▧ bro is beefy (can be either buff or dadbod) and is hairy asf. never shaves. stinky. worn out clothes. his hair at this point would be very long and, although fluffy, is very tangly and messy, it prob has knots everywhere ▧ cis man, biromantic, heterosexual n dark skinned ▧ old ass man, hes 40. but keeps his appearance when he was in his late 20s or 30s thanks to missingno fucking with his ass ▧ he regrets absolutely nothing abt strangling mike, thinking he deserved it. (with his bare hands instead of commanding miki to do so like in the og pasta) though whenever he sees a vision of his brother he'd try to make the 'ghost' go away by screaming/flailing at it, which is why his house is so broken since he sometimes punched the wall or anything in his abode super hard ▧ he still worries abt how the pallet town residents are doing, especially daisy oak, red and blue. so he sometimes stalks the town to see if theyre still having a good life without him even after what he has done ▧ sometimes he would come across red and blue having their own little rivalry with each other, just like he and Mike. he thought it wouldve been so awesome to battle blue if the whole incident didnt happen (then watch red beat blue's ass 2 seconds later after blue takes the champion title from him LMFAOOO) ▧ his team before the incident would be miki, nidoking, gyarados, raichu, gengar and snorlax ❥ ALR THATS ALL MY GENERAL HCS FOR HIM NOW UHHHHHH, CRIMSONOAK/STEVEN X READER HCS. ❥ he hugs like a bewear and would (accidentally) break your spine in the hug like one too, i hope youre able to take his hugs because he'll hug you A LOT ❥ give him a ton of kisses, especially on the cheek, and he'll blush SO hard ❥ he would let you style his hair (if you ask him ofc), daisy def has done smth sily with it like giving him pigtails or giving him her hairstyle (but long cuz steven's hair is, well, way longer than daisy's) :333 ❥ if you can give this man a shower or a bath i beg of you PLEASE do. as i said, this dude stinky af- ❥ he still has miki but will never let her be out of her pokeball in front of his partner in fear that you/daisy would go 'holy shit what is that thing???? get it away from me!!!" before running off ❥ the type of guy that will try his best to cook food for you sometimes, whether its breakfast, dinner or just to give you a snack. (he usually burns the food LMAO (be proud of him >:()) ❥ if you can teach him how to make macarons he'll be so fucking excited (theyre one of his fav foods next to deep-fried food :3c (hes a foodie guy)) ❥ he would get insane zoomies when he sees daisy, bros down bad and head-over-heels for her ❥ before his downfall, steven def has and often tried to flirt with daisy with (cringy) pick up lines, even before dating and after their relationship became official LOL- he doesnt do it anymore though pensive emoji ❥ would pick you/daisy up and give piggyback rides for the shits and giggles ❥ he sometimes gives daisy uhhh, daisies as a small gift as it reminds him of her. he would do the same to you if you also have a kind of flower as your name (like rose, blossom etc.) ❥ if youre poc/lgbtq+ etc. and someone was being racist/homophobic/transphobic etc. to you, steven would go hunt them down and give them the worst beating theyve ever experienced and could even die from that (do you know that one reddit post abt a guy who beat up someone for kicking his cat? thats him and daisy/you teehee)

[lucassinclaer]

i only need super minimal encouragement to talk about this soooooo ty @freetobeeyouandme lmao. been thinking about stranger things heist au again. and it got long into brainstorming territory so just... (waves hand vaguely) thoughts continue under the cut.

legacy families like the byers who never pulled high-end jobs, content in their little pond being small-time crooks incapable of understanding why jonathan, with all his flawless lifts and situational awareness, would try to reach above and start in on the big jobs.

joyce who met lonnie on a job and joyce and jonathan who protect will from lonnie's frustration when will turns out to be an awful thief who doesn't enjoy crime the littlest bit. (he does turn out to be quite the forger when the time comes, though.)

contrast with that the wheelers who are an all-american halfway happy law-abiding family whose eldest, nancy, walks eyes front into a life of crime to protect her friend and finds that it becomes inevitable, a sort of ceaseless need to keep going. who never wanted her little brother involved.

but apparently the wheeler siblings have some sort of crime beacon on them because of course nancy quite literally crashes into her brother trying to take down the same scumbag two towns over she is, although he looks at her like she's crazy when she lays out her plan and man, what her little brother has planned is actually pretty clever and much more subtle than the approach she was gonna take. they have ground rules, but she doesn't try to keep him from pulling jobs. she knows it'd be useless.

dustin is an incredibly bright kid with what may be a slight tendency to go overboard in the name of Science. he loves blowing stuff up every now and again, okay?! and also it's just criminal (heh) what some pharma companies do so he might be breaking into their headquarters and screwing with their formulas and contaminating their experiments until he figures out how to take them down permanently. sue him! (but please don't actually sue him, he hasn't found a great lawyer yet.)

lucas on the other hand was dragged into crime kicking and screaming. not something he ever wanted to do. (will will understand but then lucas kind of loses him when he did it anyway.) mike and dustin sort of kidnapped him into it, basically, when they were all still strangers, dustin and mike barely partners on this one con, and they'd needed a patsy who worked for the corporation they're stealing from. unfortunately they were still young and dumb enough to pick someone actually smart who trapped them in an office until they copped to their scheme at which point lucas demanded proof of their accusations which coincidentally was exactly what mike anf dustin were after. after that they can’t really seem to separate. he's turned into a jack of all trades, lucas sinclair - grifter, thief, hitter... even the occasional hacker. not the greatest at any, but good at all.

(we don't talk about erica who will one day give him a heart attack blowing up his whole carefully crafted alibi.)

steve, the getaway driver who hates his fucking job and is in it only bc there was p much nothing else to do until he finds people who show him there's a way to do it that brings him joy, when he knows what he's fighting for.

robin's a strange sort of grifter, not someone who immediately charms everyone in a room, but who knows how to make herself either invaluable or severely underestimated. she speaks like every language under the sun. like steve she has a certain aimlessness at first but unlike steve it's not due to having no ideas but more of a thing of having no options. until they're offered to her. then she's unstoppable.

max is out there somewhere being a thief different from jonathan, self-made and scared and on the west coast. but if they were to meet jonathan would recognize those gritted teeth and the hard work. it's not natural talent that made her so good at what she does but pure stubbornness.

el, on the other hand, is all raw talent and exploited for it for a long time when she's a kid. it's will who meets her first, who gives her an out, but when it lands him in trouble it's the other criminals who help her get him out. joyce, mike and jonathan develop an instantaneous protective streak for her. lucas isn't sold and dustin is mostly in love with her demolitions capabilities and nancy is hungry for the dirt she has on various government agencies.

[bylerspookie]

Byler Analysis

Okay so I've been procrastinating this for the longest time and suddenly I have motivation so I'm not letting it go to waste.

Season 1

Chapter Two: The Weirdo on Maple Street

(00:14) Mike is concerned, probably the most concerned out of all of them, but it isn't out of character for Mike to be the most concerned about something, he is "the heart" after all- this doesn't suggest that he likes her romantically in any way, in fact, he's more so concerned in the way that he's just trying to be a good person, he just wants to send El back " to Penhurst where ever she came from", in his words.

Note that she's also wearing yellow, it might not mean anything but we're sort of starting to see a pattern of Mike essentially using El as a replacement for Will

(01:13) this is one of many scenes where we see an open door for Mike, not a closed one.

Doors are used for Mike a lot in this series, whether it be a physical door, or even lyrics in songs, they are used for him a lot. It's to represent how he "hides" away.

In this scene though, the door isn't closed on him, and notice that El is the one to stop him from closing the door, and Mike is the one who suggests to keep it halfway open. It may be hinting at how El is the one who helps him, if that makes sense, or realize that he's gay.

Notice, in this scene, and a lot of other scenes, Mike talks to El like she's a child, which, I mean, she basically is, she doesn't even know how to form a full sentence, but that's not the point, Mike is used as a familial figure to El SO MUCH in this series, and almost no one talks about it, or people just brush over it.

But anyway, moving on, he talks to her as if he doesn't really care? El looks at him with awe, she has never seen anything like this before, this is a new experience, she just escaped the lab, I mean, yeah, she's gonna be amazed, but Mike just looks at her with a very awkward smile and a small nod, he turns around quickly too, he literally doesn't care.

This doesn't seem much like "love at first sight" to me lol.

(02:08) Reference to both Max and Eddie, they both wear Micheal Myers masks, I'm pretty sure, and in this scene El is compared to Micheal Myers, I'm not quite sure if this is intentional but it seems pretty important.

(02:18) Okay, this might be a reach, but I said in the first post that this is gonna be full of reaches, I'm just doing this so I can catch almost every hint and then see if it meant something, but anyway, in this scene Mike says:

"Who's crazy now?"

And Lucas responds with:

"How is that crazy?"

We know that "crazy" is used to refer to "love", and I know they're quite literally talking about Mike's mother in this scene lmao, but if we replace the word "crazy" with "love", we get:

"Who's in love now?"

"How is that love?"

It's almost as if they're hinting to us that Mike doesn't know what love is and what love isn't, almost as if he's...mhm...oblivious... (like some of you are for not knowing how blatantly and obviously queercoded Mike is starting from season 1, in fact, I think he has more queercoding than Mike and Will, two canonically queer characters, lmao)

And remember, the way Mike describes a "friend", is "someone who you would do anything for", which is sweet and all, but Dustin and Lucas describe it very differently and very childishly, something you would expect, Mike describes it more in a way which you would think someone would say about a partner, and I'm pretty sure the friend they talked about in this scene was Will, again, coming back to the fact that Mike doesn't know the difference between platonic love and romantic love due to heteronormativity.

(02:30) Mike literally doesn't care that much about El, he says he just wants to find Will, his whole plan is that El "sneaks around the house, goes to the front door and rings my doorbell" so that his mom can send her back to where she came from, he, like any good person, wants El to be safe, but he also wants her gone, just like Lucas and Dustin.

He actually only wants El to stay when he finds out that she knows, and can help to find Will. I think this is where we can safely say that Mileven is not a "love at first sight" kind of trope, and it's very clear, from the way Finn Wolfhard acts down to the countless number of hints both from the stranger writers and the monologue itself, that Mike Queerler is a liar, and Eleven knows, because one, she was standing right there, if she heard her bullies conversations from a closet at rink 'o mania, then she definitely heard this, and also notice how in the monologue scene, when Mike says "I love you" to El, the vines around her neck tighten, and she looks hurt, because 1, it's a direct parallel to Doctor Brenner, making El feel like a monster, and 2, she knows that Mike is lying. But anyway, even though we can say that at this point, so early into the series, there is still so much more hints that Mike was lying, but we'll get to that when we get to that.

(02:52) LMAOOO MICHEAL, he's so silly I love him, bro literally does not care, he just wants to conversation to be over because it is SO awkward, he literally says "um, well, okay, night."

(08:26) HE'S VERY GOOD AT WHAT???? HIDING. I'm sorry if I shouted but I NEED TO. "Hide" is used so much in this series for Will, it's obviously physically hiding in the upside down, but it's a double meaning, he's "hiding" in the closet, but guess where else "hide" is used?

For Mike, when Karen tells Mike "I don't want to to feel like you have to hide anything from me", a direct parallel to Will and Jonathan's talk in season 4, and note, that Mike is literally hiding El in his closet in that scene, this seriously cannot be more obvious.

(09:40) Mike only tries to be nice to El, or to make conversation with her, so that she would listen to him.

(10:50) He's interested when El mentions "bad men", because this circles back to Will.

(16:41) Iconic, "should I stay or should I go?" plays, and we know the duffers use songs for reasons, it's not just Will's favorite song because it's his favorite song, let's think about "small-town boy" for Mike Wheeler for a second, it's about a queer boy leaving his home (Finn also said that he hopes Mike leaves Hawkins in season 5, which is a little bit weird and random, and remember, Finn also said that he knows the Duffers wrote a good ending for season 5, so he probably knows Mike's ending), and then "should I stay or should I go" is literally about staying or leaving lmao, and then "California Dreamin'" which plays for the California plotline, says, "you know the preacher likes the cold" *cough* "he likes the cold" and then it says "he knows I'm gonna stay" this HAS to have significance there's absolutely no way it doesn't.

(17:01) Cross image (A LOT of religious hints in this show, especially with Mike but we'll get to that lmao I've probably said this a million times) next Will when Jonathan talks to him about how he shouldn't like things because people tell you you have to, and then the same imagine is next to Mike in season 4 when they have the "Best friends" conversation before they almost die (lol)

(21:29) Mike, again, is starting to replace Will with El.

(22:10) El points to the picture of Will, this is when Mike realizes that El can help him, so he wants her to stay, only because he knows that she can save Will.

(22:46) OMG I DIDN'T KNOW THE SCENE WAS IN THIS EPISODE LMAOO, Mike quite literally hides El in his closet

(24:10) And then proceeds to have a conversation with his mother about how he doesn't feel like he has to hide anything from her, it's a direct parallel to Will and Jonathan's talk in season 4, and even a reference to earlier on in the episode when Jonathan said that Will was very good at "hiding".

(25:54) Reference to Mike's attempt later in the season, and how Mike literally could've died if it weren't for El, this possibly being why Mike sees El as a superhero (she's compared to a lot of, especially male, superheroes) even though El doesn't want to be his superhero, she just wants to be loved for who she is.

(31:54) Another reference to El looking like a boy, they even think that she might be Will.

(36:44) Again, Mike describes a "friend" as someone who you'd do anything for, which is much more sweet than what Lucas and Dustin said, what they said was something you'd expect from boys, it's childish, but Mike describes it as how you would describe a romantic relationship, he doesn't know the difference between friendship and love, again, because of heteronormativity.

(40:52) Again, only worried about Will and where he is.

[kentucky-fried-thea]

explain ~newsies~ pls

*kissing you on the mouth /p*

also I've listened to audios of newsies so much that I have most of the show memorized :p (thanks mike faist)

also im warning you this is super long so um yeah i’ll do a part two for the second act just send me another ask lmao

the show opens with a killer overture like I swear that shit fucks SO hard. and then crutchie gets up and tries to go downstairs (they're on top of the newsies lodging house) and jack is like bro. slow your roll. it is the buttcrack of dawn. and crutchie's like but jeck I wanna look strong so I don't get thrown in the refuge. and then he almost dies bc he falls down the ladder.

and then jack is like slow down and look around. guess what. I'm going to move to santa fe, and all my problems will be solved. if you come with me, all your problems will be solved.

ok so now it's ~actually~ time to wake up.

albert: I had the most amazing dream; my lips are still tingling!

race: a pretty girl??

al (gay gay gay): a leg of lamb *snatches cigar*

race: hEY thats My cigAr

and then all the newsies sing a nd dance about how they are newsies and they sell newspapers and sometimes it's hot and sometimes it's cold and sometimes it rains and sometimes it's very hard. and then they see the headline for the day and it's the trolley strike for the third week in a row. which is. boring. also jack tries to flirt with a girl on the street and fucking crahses and burns lmao

then all the newsies make fun of weisel and then a new kid rolls up wait sorry what did you say? oh, woops, sorry, he’s new too :)

lo and behold, its davey and les jacobs! davey asks for 20 newspapers, but oscar accidentally only gives him 19 on account of he can’t count to twenty with his shoes on. then jack offers to buy him more papes and davey goes I am NOT a fucking charity case. oh and also they become selling partners and then they do the spit handshake thing and davey’s gay ass is like “thats d i s g u s t i n g”

SCENE CHANGE!!!!!

pulitzer is losing money bc the headline fucking sucks and so he’s like, ok business assossiate, token female, and queer coded hairdresser, how can we sell more papers. and when none of them get the answer right, he reveals that the best way to do it is to ✨exploit the children✨ so they raise the newsies’ paper price by ten cents, which is a Lot. and he has the audacity to say that they’ll thank him.

ok we’re back to the newsies nwo and david is trying to sell a pape and he is Not Good At It. so jack grabs it and just fucking lies about the headline and sells the paper. and then les also sells a pape by pretending to be a poor orphan boy and being cute and shit (oh btw hes nine (almost ten) did i mention that?) and then they’re like jack do you wanna come eat with us and our parents? our dad got fired bc he got hit by a car, and this is exposition! adn jack is like oh um no thanks i got a date with a guy (in a totally straight not bisexual way ofc) adn les sees a spooky man and goes IS THAT HIM!? and the answer is nO

so they run away from spooky man and wind up at a theater, and then they exploit the new kid trope to give exposition to the viewers that that was sneider the spider, and he runs a jail for underage kids called the Refuge, and for every kid he nabs, he gets money straight to his pocket. woooo new kid trope

and then medda larkin arrives and is like i spy with my little eye a bunch of fucking children get the fuck out and then jack is like even me??? and she goes Oh. nvm. sorry love.take your time. also, thank you for painting very pretty picture i am saying this because the author needs a way to introduce you as an artist who paints backdrops for me <3 and then she sings a song about how shes so rich that whatever she touches rises (thats a dick joke by the way) and jack goes up to watch from a private box.

so he gets to the private box and there is someone in there and its the girl he failed at flirting with earlier and she’s like ...what the hot and crispy fried fuck are you doing in my private box you bitchboy i am a reporter who is doing reporting things and i am Not in the habit of speaking with strangers. and jack is like then why the fuck are you a reporter. and then he draws her on a newspaper while he sings a very bisexual song about love at first sight, and then he leaves the pape in the box and splits.

ok so it’s the very next day and oh good lord look at the new newsies price

so the newsies are like ya no that aint gonna fly and so jack is like lets do something! and davey goes oh shit you mean a strike? and jack is like fuck dude what an idea lets have a strike and davey’s like WOAH WOAH WOAH I SAID LIKE A STRIKE WE ARE NOT FUCKING GOING ON STRIKE. also you’re not a union :p

davey: you arent a union

jack: waht if i says we is

davey: you need to do things to be a union. you need a membership

the rest of the newsies: so are we fucking chopped liver?

davey: well you also need leaders n shit

crutchie: jack said gather round and everyone listened. do you know what it takes to get finch to listen to instructions?

davey: umm. how about a statement of purpose

jack: guess fucking what. if your dad had a union, he would still be employed

davey: oh shit your right. guess we’re a union now

okokok so now they’re a union and they sing a song about how they will make the world (hehe get it bc the planet and also the newspaper lmao) know that they are not taking any of this bullshit and there’s a whole thing about not having hats but they literally. all have hats. so umm. yeah.

ok so they’re now at jacobis for water and jewish representation and they’re like ok now we gotta spread the word. and it turns out that everyone is afraid of brooklyn bc spot conlon. so jack is like ok me and davey will do it and davey is like tf we are and then girl from before is back and is like why tf are yall afraid of brooklyn. and its because they are all homosexual for the brooklyn newsies. and because its the third largest city in the world. and she’s like okie dokie. so.

reporter girl: i’m a reporter. may i pplease... report you???

all of the newsies: no we want a man 

reporter girl: there is not a man on this earth who is going to give a fuck about this rn so take what you can get. 

newsies:

reporter girl: pwease :3

newsies: ok cool

and then the newsies leave and jack and the girl stick around for a sec and jeck is like what even is your name bro and she goes I'm katherine. plumber (?). and he's like you do not sound too sure of that miss girl and she's like its my pen name. you'll need that information later in the story *wink* and jack is like ok. write it good. :) and then kath has like a whole as breakdown where she's like this kid is a fucking tool but I gotta write it good.

ok so it's the next day and none of the other newsies are showing up to the strike bc brooklyn wants to wait until the manhattan newsies have proven they won't be scared cats. but they still do the strike, and they get the scabs to do it too. and then kathy gets a really nice picture, and then the police show up and fucking demolish them. and they get crutchie and drag him off to the refuge :((( and then jack makes it back to the lodging house and he's so fucking pissed and he sings about santa fe and how he deserves better (he does fyi)

okie dokie I think it's pretty clear I am incapable of being normal about newsies, so I'll do a part 2 if you like :) for now tho, this is really fucking long...

[caps-clever-girl]

i found this post by @jamiewintons and wanted to give it a go for Artemis!!

Artemis Woods

What era does your character originate from? Uk Interwar (between WW1&2)

How old was your character at their time of death? 42 :) he does not look it. Julian HATES it.

How did your character die? Is there any visual indication of their cause of death? There is no visual indication, as such, but when he gets too excited/exerts too much he wheezes and can start coughing from pneumonia. He can also wheeze in his sleep a bit in the wrong position.

Which of their fellow ghosts is your character closest to? R O B I N. They are best friends. (After)Life Partners. Cap, but we'll get to him in a bit. He becomes very good friends with both Pat and Mary, and good friends with Humph. He and Julian automatically have to be friends by proxy because of Robin, but while it takes a bit, they do become genuine good friends.

Are there any ghosts that your character doesn’t get along with? If so, who, and why do they not get along? Artemis and Fanny do not get along. She did not treat him well prior to her death, and cast out his mentor. Although she has been wierdly nice to him since he died.... Other than that, I'd say Tom is the one he gets along with least. They get along fine most of the time but Art doesn't approve of his behaviour towards Alison, and lets fave it Thomas can be uh... quite the tool sometimes and that gets on his nerves. It doesn't help things that Tom is a bit jealous of his relationship with Alison -

What is your character’s relationship with Alison like? They r besties. Honestly the more I write them the more I think Art will come to be like a brother to Alison perhaps? Something like that. He is very involved in the housework, despite being A) a ghost, and B) having no clue about diy or housework. He's just a nice mix of logical and creative. Because Alison and he interract so well, and Alison has made jokes about Art being her 'favourite ghost' (bc he wins her some money) Thomas is Very Jealous and a bit snippy. I think Art is gonna tell him whats what at some point tho. He is gay. Nothing is happening with Alison lmao.

Does your character have a romantic interest in anyone? If so, who? Is there any chance that a relationship will blossom between them? ohhhhhh yeah baby!!!! Mr Captain man. This is a Cap/OC story I won't disguise it. But there are other pairings too... <3

If it was your character’s turn to pick for Film Club, what film would they choose and why? Depends if he manages to resist Robin trying to convince him to watch what he wants lol. He loves a comedy more than anything, and stuff with sexy men in. Pretty much any Colin Firth/Hugh Grant film to be honest. He, Pat and Humphrey LOVE Monty Python, and Julian is also a v big fan. He also enjoys an older film.

What kind of television shows does your character enjoy? Would any of the other ghosts want to watch with them? Art loves a britcom. 100%. Stuff like Vicar of Dibley, Blackadder, Dads Army, Allo Allo, Keeping Up Appearances, Fawlty Towers, Miranda, and Derry Girls (this is a group hit tbh), as is Gavin and Stacey. He is particularly fond of green wing, which is probably the show that has the least interest from the others, though Julian quite likes it. Pat and Cap I feel are both fans of these so he usually has company in one of them (And Robin, tho thats more the company than whatever Art is watching.) Julian loves certain ones as well, he might turn up.

Does your character try to interact with Mike, despite knowing that he cannot see or hear them? Art treats Mike pretty much the same as he does Alison, even though Mike can't see or hear him. Technically he could find a way of communicating similar to Julian... as long as theres some taxidermy about.

What kind of books would Alison buy for your character? Honestly Art isn't a big reader. Not for fiction anyway. Alison would get him books on animals, plants and nature. And probably some on pre-history, tho Robin has dibs on those.

Does your character have a special power? If yes, is there any meaning to why your character has this particular power? (for example, is it related to how they died, or indicative of their personality?): Artemis can touch animals! If you were to look, you could see their fur move like they're being touched. Or just see a fuckin mouse float through the air hdjsjsjkdk. It's probs the most Mary Sue aspect of him but I couldnt give a shit lol, it's pretty useless anyway. I'd say it's mainly because of his personality and love of animals, but... also because in certain times, the animals were really his main source of comfort and he felt the only times he was seen was by the wildlife on the grounds.

How do they act on their death day? Do they become withdrawn, upset, or does it simply not bother them anymore? It still very much bothers him. He tries to keep it out of his mind. It's far from a pleasant menory. If anything, he'll celebrate the day after - the day he met Robin. Tbf, he sleeps through it most years anyway.

How did they react to realising that they were dead and had become a ghost?: I've touched on that here. But that day before he met Robin was... not plesant at all, to say the least.

What was your character’s relationship with their family/friends like when they were alive? Art has no family (as far as I've worked out so far lmao) He was friends with some of the staff in the early years, but once Fanny and George had died and their son inherited the estate, things went downhill and Artemis was quite isolated. A lot of the staff quit. Some days he thinks he should have quit too and gotten out of there alive. But... he wouldn't have Robin if he did that.

If your character saw Humphrey’s head left stranded on the floor, what would they do? Pick him up!!!!!!!!! (After checking he wants to be picked up first.) Either way they'll probs have a chat :)

What kind of music would your character enjoy? Would they be willing to get up and perform for Music Club? Absolutely not Arty cannot sing for shit. not with any volume anyway. however, he would duet with robin if there was a party. I haven't quite pinned down his music taste yet, but... I'd say a very eclectic mix. He's just happy to hear most things really. He likes stuff from his era of course (which I need to do more research on). Loves ABBA and was indoctrinated to Mamma Mia by Pat and Kitty ASAP.

What kind of activities does your character wish they could participate in, but cannot due to being dead? (Especially things that weren’t around when they were still alive): He'd love to go to the cinema again. Honestly its less the activity and more the place. He'd love to go to a museum with Cap or Robin, and an observatory with Robin. Mostly he just wants to go... somewhere. If he was allowed to go to a national trust park he'd probably nut.

What would your character wear if they could today? His outfit was ok to die in. Bit grubby in places, but pretty comfy. He'd just like some more normal clothes tbh. Maybe a nice jumper. I tell you what he does want, he's seen Alison's elasticated hair bobbles. He'd kill for one of those. (This is a man who would love a fluffy onesie.)

Did your character witness the deaths of any of the ghosts that died after them? Nope! Not one. He was asleep every time.

How does your character feel about the plague ghosts? He likes the plague ghosts! Even Jemima doesn't spook him that much. He pops down every now and then to say hi :)

[depressopax]

Please, headcanons of Mike with a (gender neutral) partner who is super loving and gentle with him. Like, they run him baths when he had a rough day at work, clean him up and kiss his bruises. They rub his back and shoulders or anything that's sore, make him special lunches and dinners. Just someone who loves him dearly and wants him to know they love him. Please and thank you! <3

Thank you for the request!! I got you, anon 🫡❤ (This idea is so cute AHHHH) Sorry for the long wait on this one! I struggled with writing this, idk why lol 😭 Anywayssss, enjoy and have a good day! <3

Mike returning home from work after a rough day - Headcanons

Fandom - Breaking Bad/Better Call Saul

Pairing: Mike Ehrmantraut x gender neutral reader Genre: Fluff, hurt/comfort Warning(s): Mentions of blood, scars and traumas. Reader is gender neutral and referred to as partner. Words: 800 Summary: Being Mike's loving partner English is not my main language, if I make any spelling mistakes please let me know so I can improve my writing! <3 AO3 link soon!

Being with Mike means always worrying for him when he’s at work.

Especially when he’s gone for days, in places with little to no wifi, or when he simply can’t reach out to you.

He tells you “not to worry” which is easier said than done.

One night, he comes home to you waiting outside his house. You’d been waiting for him all evening, since you had a bad gut feeling about this particular mission.

You’re relieve you listened to your intuition, when you see him limping up to the door

Knowing somethings wrong, you’re quickly by his side to support him.

You’re used to him having a dangerous job, and he’s used to you being his worried partner.

At first he would refuse to tell you about work and be scared to admit when something happened - not wanting to upset you.

But of course it wasn’t easy to hide the truth from you.

You’re the first person he talks to when something happens

Probably the only one too.

But you appreciate it, and try to be there for him 

Providing him with love and comfort after rough days

“What the hell happened?” You asked him that night, when he came home all bruised up and exhausted. Stubborn as he is, he just replied with: “Nothing happened” A crystal clear lie, you can see the bruises on his face

You help him take the jacket off, seeing the wounds covering his body. 

This time he doesn’t protest. He likes it when you look after him, after all. 

“I’ll ask you again… What the hell happened, Mike?” He doesn’t really have any other choice but telling you the truth.

It’s not the first time he ends up wounded because of work, and not the last time, either. 

Luckily, he has you.

Before you met, he had to deal with all his pain and troubles alone, whether he wanted to or not. 

He really had no one to tell - He didn’t wanna worry his family, and didn’t trust anyone else

You’re the one he goes too. 

Not only because you’ve made him promise to do so, but because he trusts you, too. 

He’s too paranoid to go to the doctors, luckily you are used to dealing with his wounds and does so well

Homeboy trusts you wholeheartedly <3

Mike playfully calling you his “nurse” because of the amount of times you need to help him lmao

Apart from patching him up, you like making him feel safe and relaxed.

He does the same for you, of course 

The two of you just spoiling each other in all ways possible

At nights when he comes home from work, Mike and you end up in the couch, cuddling and watching some movies

If he’s tense, you have him rant about work, or whatever it is bothering him, while massaging his shoulders and/or back

He never asks for massages but loves them, but only if it’s you

Doesn’t matter if you’re bad at them, he just enjoys feeling your healing touch on his tense muscles

You have lot of inside jokes with him about people at work that annoys him - the list is long lol *cough* Walter *cough*

Mike has lot of scars - on his body and in his mind

His time as a cop, and as Gus' most trusted enforcer has left its marks.

He hates people looking at his scars, and avoids questions about it by hiding them.

You are one of the few that gets to see them, and that doesn’t judge him nor ask him uncomfortable questions about them.

But since he trusts you, he tells you about each scar he has and how he got them.

He’s not ashamed of them, just hates what they represent and reminds him off.

But you make sure to reassure him that you love him, listening to his stories, stroking your hands over each scar carefully and telling him he’s beautiful - and he LOVES it

Back to the night he comes home wounded - he tells you what happened whilst you clean his wounds, Mike grunting from the pain of the fresh bruises getting washed. 

You run him a bath to calm him down, making sure to show him you’re right there and not going anywhere.

He feels less tense after a while, thanks to your healing touch (he likes to call it that, since you always make him feel better)

You fix something to eat for the two of you, crashing next to him on the couch.

After a while, he falls asleep during the movie you’re watching, and you soon join him - being worried makes a person tired after all.

Mike wakes up hours later, feeling your warmth against him.

He’ll just look at and appreciate you, feeling lucky to have someone like you by his side. <3