#lemme just write up an entire Star Trek show

[youngpettyqueen]

I have officially gotten to the point where ive made an entire private discord server just so I can write out and organize an entire starship full of OCs and all their plotlines and arcs and dynamics because im just going to write my own Star Trek show apparently

[colourful-void]

I tried looking for Pokemon Horizons fics on AO3 and found out the tags for Horizons were merged with the larger anipoke tag :( I sent a support ticket 'cause I'm wondering what the tag wranglers' explanation is for this.

Sure enough, they’ve been merged as i was afraid of. Thanks for sending in the support ticket! If they reply lemme know I wanna know also! Might send in a request of my own just to make it clear it’s not just one person feeling this.

I do however, think this is in error, according to Ao3's guidelines for tag wrangling! Or even if it's not in direct violation of a written guideline, it goes against the spirit of it.

And that's why I have written (not on purpose initally but I got really into it):

A Breakdown on Why "Pocket Monsters 2023 | Pokemon Horizons: The Series" Needs and Deserves It's Own Tag on Archive of Our Own

For anyone who reads or wants to read Horizons fic or just likes fic in general, and wants to know why this is a problem. It's a bit long but if you have the time, please read/skim it! thanks!

(Word Count: Aprox. 1.5k)

Here's Ao3's guidelines for differentiating between different versions of a series (example being sailor moon). Because the canons of Sailor Moon Live Action and Sailor Moon Anime/Manga are different, they get different tags!

What makes things difficult is the lack of a clear definition of what the Pokemon Anime Tag is meant to represent now.

And either way, we still need an adjustment, but what specifically is uncertain. Here's the thing!

Is Pokemon Horizons a separate Canon from Pokemon Anime?

It's hard to answer just "yes" or "no". It *is* a pokemon anime, and so it *is* canon to itself. But that also doesn't line up right. Poketoon, Hisuian Snow, and Twilight Wings are ALSO Pokemon anime, but they're not sorted into the whole pokemon anime tag. However, Horizons is part of the Mainline Pokemon Anime (i.e. what airs on tv tokyo weekly and is promoted by anipoke_pr twitter.).

What is Pokemon Anime?

Before Horizons, all of the Pokemon Anime had been grouped together into one story, and honestly that worked just fine! It was all one really long story of Ash's Journey over the course of several seasons. It even worked alright for tagging (except journeys) because you could use the corresponding game tag to denote what part of the anime you were talking about. For example, if I wrote a story about Dawn and Ash finding a Shaymin, that's Pokemon Anime tag AND Pokemon Diamond and Pearl Tag.

So the question is "is the AO3 tag "Pocket Monsters | Pokemon (Anime)" supposed to denote the whole of the Pokemon Anime, or the Pokemon Anime Featuring Ash?"

Because before Horizons, there was a clear link of all the Pokemon Anime making it one show! It was all Ash's story, and it all flowed into itself. Some anime rating/watch sites (and i think parts of Wikipedia) list all of Ash's Journey as just "Pokemon the Anime" and all 1250+ episodes of it!

Horizons is Different. Horizons is a completely separate show!

Yes, it still has Pokemon in it, and it is still a Pokemon Anime running weekly on TV Tokyo and promoted by Anipoke_Pr. But all of us watching it and writing about it know it's a different show! The central characters and most importantly, the PLOT is different! You wouldn't put every season of star trek together into "Star Trek (TV Show)", right?

And I know some people will say "But Void! Can't you just do what you did before? Put Pokemon Anime tag and Pokemon Scarlet/Violet tag! It is Pokemon Anime: Scarlet and Violet, right?"

Well, no!

Horizons does not follow the exact plot of Scarlet and Violet games. They're similar (and the story isn't finished, so we don't know how similar), but there are differences! The Brave Asagi, The entire main cast of Volteccers, none of them exist in those games!

And saying that they have similar plots and thus are the same thing doesn't make sense either, according to prior sorting! Here's an example! This is the Pokemon (All Media) Subtag section! All of these tags are their OWN INDIVIDUAL THINGS that are ALSO recognized as being part of the wider pokemon!

See how the Pokemon Video Games, while being a Subtag, have their OWN subtags, for each version set that comes out. And BW has ITS OWN subtag, for BW2!

Sun and Moon also has a subtag for Ultra Sun and Ultra Moon, even though they share similar plots for like. most of the first half, they're recognized as being separate things!

You can also see how the Pokemon Anime doesn't have ANY subtags at all. And again, from Original Series up to Sun and Moon, i can understand why it probably wasn't necessary.

But then Journeys happened, and I remember it being pretty difficult to find just... Gen fic for Journeys. If I wanted Ash/Goh fic, there was their ship tag! But if I just wanted *any* Journey characters, there was nothing to sort by.

Now, as had been done before, I saw people tagging their fics as "Pokemon Anime" AND "Pokemon Sword and Shield", even if the story had nothing to do with Galar or the SWSH games, because this was the "Sword and Shield anime". So as mentioned prior, I know why a lot of people would think, from an outsider pov or insider, "why not just tag it as "Pokemon Anime" AND "Pokemon Scarlet and Violet"

Because of fics like these!

(I haven't read any of these, so I can't speak for much about their content. I'm going off summaries. Authors of these stories I in no way intend to misrepresent you and if you dislike being used as an example in this post please let me know and i will remove the example)

All these fics are (from reading the summaries) stories about Ash going to Pokemon Scarlet and Violet, if the anime had continued to be about Ash and had gone onto the scarlet and violet games. Everyone here is using these tags Exactly right! This is exactly how it should be (so don't any of you dare go send hate to these people for literally using the tags exactly right.).

And see how NONE of these fics are about Pokemon Horizons? None of them are tagged as including Liko, Roy, Friede, any of the Horizons Central Cast. None of them (afaik) take place on the Brave Asagi! And that's good thats fine but what are Horizons fans supposed to do!

Horizons fans at the moment have No Way of finding stories about specifically Our Characters and Our Setting. We can't use the old method of Anime + relevant game, we don't have a separate tag, we're just sort of stuck.

So! What are we gonna do!

Firstly, I think there's like. a wider problem as mentioned earlier of "what is the pokemon anime tag supposed to be."

If it's a tag for the whole pokemon anime, then we need subtags! A subtag for Horizons, (and please Journeys). Though I'd love it if we retroactively got tags separating Pokemon Anime Sun and Moon from Pokemon Game Sun and Moon, there are over 9000 fics in the Pokemon Anime tag right now. Making the tag wranglers comb through all that sounds ridiculous. Ideally, I'd want to see at least Horizons get it's own subtag of Pokemon Anime.

If the tag is meant to be for the Pokemon Anime as it followed Ash's Journey, then that's still messy tag work I'm so sorry wranglers. But then we need some way to differentiate from allllllllll of Ash's story, and this NEW story.

And for the record? The company making Pokemon Anime (in japanese) is not making this easy for us. Naming two separate series the exact same thing back to back? (Pocket Monsters [from 2019, also known as journeys] and Pocket Monsters [from 2023, also known as Horizons], respectively) IDK if that's good for branding but it's certainly a nightmare for us. Enough of an issue I've seen some Japanese fans using the English titles to make it clear which series they're talking about. So I really don't blame the Ao3 wranglers for sorting things how they did. it's confusing and messy, and I really appreciate the hard work they do! I hope this long ramble doesn't come across to much like I'm shit talking the wranglers. It's because the system for tags and subtags works so well that I know that Horizons should (probably) be a subtag!

But because I like the way Ao3 filters and tags work, I want them to work right for this show I love so much. I want me and my friends to be able to share our works for Horizons and be able to find them! If my suggestions here don't work, that's fine! Just something that lets the Horizons fans find the Horizons stories.

In the meantime!

Because it will probably take a while to get things wrangled and also I don't know if Ao3 staff will agree with my post.

A) Keep on tagging your fics as Pokemon Horizons! WHen you post to ao3, you can tag anything you like, even if it all gets wrangled into a bigger tag. it also makes it easier for wranglers if we DO get a proper tag if you make it clear that your story about Molly and Orio baking cookies is a pokemon HORIZONS story, not just a pokemon Anime story. Even if it's not in the fandom tags, try and mention that your pokemon horizons works are HORIZONS works, because it means we can self sort!

While it's not ideal, there is still the wonderful "Search Within Results" function for when you're sorting by tag. Type in "Pokemon Horizons" (with the quotations around it) and anything that has that written in the tags, summary, or authors notes, will be filtered in, and anything that doesn't, is filtered out. So as long as the author has mentioned somewhere it's a Pokemon Horizons fic, the search will pull those fics. It's our best bet for now, if you want to browse Pokemon Horizons fic

and

B) Share fics here and everywhere else!

While we're trying to get our tag in motion, I still wanna say I love yall for reading my fics, and I love yall writing yours as we start off Pokemon Horizons. Even if we never get the tag thing solved, I want to see what you've made! So keep posting about your work, keep reblogging, make recommendations and spin off works and art (if the author is cool with it). If we don't have a tag, we do have each other. I know that sounds sappy but hey, it's pokemon. It's always a little cheesy.

Thank you for reading this absolute wall of text! I hope things work out and I'm hopeful they will! If anyone has any other thoughts on this tags situation or related, please leave them below! I'm nothing close to an expert on ao3 tag wrangling and i don't wanna misrepresent anything, so if any of the above is flat wrong, lemme know!

thank you!

[bylightofdawn]

Okay next chapter of AFWBST is edited and pre-loaded onto AO3. I just need to post it. Also? I shouldn't be allowed to write author notes at midnight, my sassy side definitely comes out a little more than it should. So that might need to be tweaked.

I also kinda...forgot my entire weekend is going to be eaten up because my brother and his family are coming into town on Thursday. So I need to pre-edit Seeds and the next chapter of AFWBST and prolly pre-upload those as well so I can just post.

So I'm not too sure how much writing I'm going to manage this week if I'm being honest. But eh editing totally counts so I'm not stressing it. I think now I'm going to go watch an episode of Discovery and call it a night. I really need to get my ass up to take a shower tomorrow rather than sleeping until the very last minute. I'm trying to get as much pigment out of my hair so I can do a fresh dye job Weds night. I was going to do that today but...that didn't happen.

Though lemme tell you, Lisia got me re-reading Bones/Spock shit today at work and my brain is kinda in brainrot mode. I think I need to make peace with the fact I can't hate on Star Trek just because I am a dyed in the wool Star Wars fan. I grew up watching DS9 and Voyager but my excuse was always those were the cool Trek shows because they weren't like the others yadda yadda absolute bullshit. Cause I 100% have Star Trek OTP's from the OT (though really more the reboot franchise movies)

[sableflynn]

Heres a bunch lol 😃😇😜 For volkan. 🐯 🐼for katia. Also 😇 for savio. 🦁 felicia

ok i’m feeling this now so lemme try! Gonna put them under a cut bc it got a little long

Volkan

😃What’s the meaning of their name? How/why did you pick it?: LISTEN it was literally just me trying out different combinations of syllables until I landed on one that sounded right, I KNOW it sounds like Vulkan but it’s not a star trek thing!! someone once thought my story was a star trek fanfic and refused to read it because of his name but like...bro if you look at my stuff for even .2 seconds you would see that it wasn’t? sorry i might be a bit petty about that still lmao. anyway fun fact his first name is Claude but our gang never calls him that bc that’s weird, his buddy does but i hate it

😇What’s a line they won’t cross?: Hmm so like, cliche maybe but kids and animals? He’ll kill them if he has to but he won’t enjoy it, and he wouldn’t want to hold one captive and whump them for funsies. Also this is more a commentary on the story’s world in general, but it’s MY fantasy whump so I get to set it in a world with no racism, sexism, homophobia etc etc. So when Volkan’s whumping people it’s because he’s a mean man who enjoys pain, sometimes it’s people who’ve crossed him in some way, sometimes it’s just someone unlucky, but it’s never like. he’s not hurting felicia because she’s a woman or anything like that. idk that was important to me especially with it being spicy whump with a male whumper and female whumpee, it’s not about their genders or that oppressive dynamic irl, it’s just fun whumpy fantasies and she happens to be a woman. so idk volkan’s a “i will torture you to death but i’ll respect your pronouns while i do it” kind of whumper lol

😜Roles are reversed (they are now the whumpee), what do they do?: Hmm so idk if this means him getting whumped by felicia & the gang specifically, or just like, whumped by some random mean person. either way I think he has a pretty high pain tolerance so he would really not want to give in by showing any signs of pain/weakness. as long as he’s not gagged he would absolutely use his words to play mind games on the whumper, fuck with them, try to turn the tables back in his favor any way he can. he’s pretty unflappable when he’s threatened physically, but if it became more threatening to destroy everything he’s worked for and his entire idk place in society that he would get a bit more desperate and angry. 

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Katia

🐯Roles are reversed (they are now the whumper), what do they do?: 😈 stay tuned

🐼If you met them and they didn’t know you were the author, would you two get along?: love the “and they didn’t know you were the author” disclaimer lol. anyway I think yes. Katia at the start of the story is very much like, I swear she’s someone that’s worked at every school I’ve ever been at. I think we wouldn’t have a lot of interests in common but we would totally be work buddies and grab drinks on fridays after work sometimes and be able to confide in each other about stuff!

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Savio:  😇What’s a line they won’t cross?: bro idk i’m making this story up as i go along 😭😭 is it a cop out to say he also won’t hurt animals and kids?? idk i don’t have a strong enough sense of who he is outside this one encounter ngl

Felicia: 🦁Are they proud of any of their injuries?: fun fact volkan doesn’t let her have scars :) bc the whole Thing is that he’s researching magic healing and so whenever he hurts her he makes her heal herself after so it doesn’t scar over! it fucks her up a lot!! screws with her sense of reality and her pain perception! the only actual mark she has from him is a brand above her heart or in that general area near the collar bone idk, and guess what! she hates it! hmm i’m excited to get back to writing this story after i finish whumptober lol

[seven-oomen]

Lol, glad to be of service on the plot detail.  Can not wait to find out precisely how I helped, and congrats on finishing the chapter.  Very, VERY excited for the new one, though if previous experience is anything to go by, it’ll probably show up right about when I have to clock in.  But that will give me something to look forward to during my shift. :D  That game sounds awesome, but so intense.  The other person I know paying it said she only made it about three hours before she had to pause for a while due to emotional overload.  And I’m well used to that authorial tendency towards “sorry not sorry” when it comes to reader reactions. XD

Oh god, I love the idea of them as potentially competing players.  Huge chunks of the unaffiliated/unaffected Houses would get caught up in the rumors and romance of it all.  Chris in the stands getting all kinds of weird looks because he keeps rooting for both teams (uh…no pun intended?).   And yeah, I like Defense Against the Dark Arts and History of Magic for Chris.  Oh god I can see all of them excelling at the dueling club.  He and Noah take Muggle Studies and develop a minor fascination with muggle weaponry.  Ooh, what would their Patronuses (Patroni?) be?  Would Peter be a wolf Animagus instead of a werewolf given their representation in the books?

And I love all the kids reacting to new siblings.  (Jackson will always be the baby, even when he’s not, lol.)  Hmm, I can’t decide if I like the idea of going more fantasy or sci-fi for the nursery (Fables sounds amazing, though, and I feel I need to find some copies.  But perhaps slightly dark for a nursery.)  Part of me feels they could give it sort of Hobbit-y feel, with rolling hills and towering forests, but add woodland characters in from lots of other series, too, scattered throughout the trees (and Ents, and Groots).  Maybe a fake tree in one corner with one or two of those hanging chair things.  But part of me just keeps screaming “OMG OUTER SPACE!!!"  She could paint galaxies and nebulas across one wall.  They could put glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling, and have a mobile of Star Wars ships over one crib and one of Star Trek ships over the other.  Gah, I can’t decide!  And Malia (or Peter) would totally need to make them each one of these wolf lovey blankets.  In the correct colors for Peter’s coat, possibly out of the yarn with his fur, so the scent could comfort them.  I actually found a number of geeky hats, etc, that she could make for them (I may have gotten a bit carried away.  Again.  In my defense they’re adorable.)  Now I’m also curious how the kids set up their own rooms in the new house.  Also curious where Ben’s deductive skills might later lead him.

You are very welcome for that image.  It is a lovely one isn’t it?  And can you imagine some of the poses they’d do for photo ops (especially with how shameless Peter is?)  I also think one of the kids would manage to convince them to go out into the Preserve in those costumes to get some  nicely atmospheric shots for Malia’s blog.  At least one of those ends up on one of the walls of the house (nursery if more fantasy themed, living room/den otherwise)  I just wish I could have found better pics than Google was providing.  I refuse to believe there are that few guys that do Red Riding Hood.  I know I’ve seen it at cons before.

Ugh, I have SO MANY FEELINGS about slow dancing together, and singing to/with each other.  Just.  All the yes.  Gimme.  Which reminds me, I was listening to one of the Guardians Awesome Mixes the other day, and it occurred to me that "O-o-oh Child” would actually work fairly well for the playlist, or as a lullaby they sing to their kids (maybe a hand me down from another family member, sung together before everything went to shit, then separately as a tiny point of connection, they start using it again when the newer kids come along.  Maybe they even catch one of the older kids singing it to one of the babies?  Idk, I’m apparently having feels.)

Omg, yes, go to bed, lol!  Sleep is helpful and useful, especially when sick.  (I say, as though I’m not terrible about it as well.)  Enjoy your day off, and the probable many hours of gaming it will entail.

This is the section I changed:

The condom breaking on Noah and Peter had been one hell of a spectacle between the three of them. After what happened with him they’d been on edge and actively trying to avoid another accident. Anu, however, had other plans for them and had caused another pregnancy scare. They could only hope that they wouldn’t have to face reality once again. When Peter had told him he had three heartbeats and his scent had changed, he’d freaked out beyond belief. Merlia had bought him a pregnancy test and Talia had offered to have a talk with his father when it came back positive. He’d declined. He really didn’t want to tell his father that he was currently pregnant. And if Peter and the wolves were to believed, with twins. His father would carve his babies out of his stomach before he allowed him to carry to term. A protective hand rested on his abdomen and he looked up to find Peter staring at him, smiling.

Originally I had written that Chris wasn’t worrying and that he didn’t know he was pregnant just yet. Thanks to our back and forth, I realized, wait a second that’s a really big plot hole and I need to fix that.

I think Malia not telling Stiles was a plot hole as well, but I didn’t catch it on time and it’s not glaring in this case. (I think, I hope.) Whoops.

I’ve finished the game by now and I am very torn on it. On the one hand, I was very emotional but it just got darker and darker as it progressed and we are forced to spend time with a character we don’t like. And the way they wrote that story just doesn’t work for me. Which is really sad because the first game was my favorite game ever. And my Joel cosplay was one of the first cosplays that let me be a dude. I realized I was trans and got comfortable with that fact through cosplay. And Dean Winchester and Joel were fundamental cosplays for this. (I’m also planning a really dope Peter Hale cosplay. I’m so excited. Lemme show you some pics of what I want to do with SFX)

So this game, it’s very intense for me and I couldn’t finish it because of its story. I watched the rest on Youtube and I agree with many that it’s not a bad story, it’s just not likable. And you’re not meant to like it, but when I play games I play them for the story and to know this story is so unlikable. It kinda kills me inside.

But it definitely drives me to write a really good likable story myself. Even if it gets dark, I want people to say yeah, ok. I get it. I understand why these characters did this. But I’m happy this ended well and my favorite characters got a happy ending together. That’s what I want Once upon a Time to mean.

"O-o-oh Child” would actually work fairly well for the playlist, or as a lullaby they sing to their kids (maybe a hand me down from another family member, sung together before everything went to shit, then separately as a tiny point of connection, they start using it again when the newer kids come along.  Maybe they even catch one of the older kids singing it to one of the babies?

I loved this suggestion so much, I once again put it in the story. It’s gonna be sweet but also heart wrenching. I can’t wait to see your reaction.

And once again, I adore all of this. I just have a lot I wanna say, also in regards to your reviews and I’m trying to figure out what things I can talk about.

This story is rather full of men who are uncles, in fact. But not men who are from U.N.C.L.E., that's a different fandom entirely. Am I getting a bit slap happy? Quite possibly. Oh well.)

This had me hollering, thank you for that. I honestly don’t know what my uncle obsession is in this story. It just fits? But this was funny, my god.

"Please..." Melissa muttered. "Uncle Chris, you patented the kicked puppy look" Did you mean for that to be Derek?

Yeah, the lines were supposed to be :

"Please..." Melissa muttered. 

"Uncle Chris, you patented the kicked puppy look" 

I missed that one in the edit, but I fixed it! So there was a space that I missed. New line, new character saying something.

Had a moment of delayed reaction to noticing that Peter says "I've made these", not "I've had these made" (was too excited and reading too quickly the first time), and like, made as in carved himself?

I was wondering why that hadn’t come up yet, hahaha, but I see. And yeah, he carved it himself with his own claws. I thought that had a deeper meaning and that’s where the wood carving headcanon came from.

I think that’s everything that I can address right now. I’m definitely writing everything else down.

And I will definitely share a sweet little flashback today and find a good FC for John Hale. (Nathaniel, Talia, Merlia, and Peter’s dad.)

I’m thinking:

But if you have any suggestions feel free to let me know ^^

[captainsbabysitter-blog]

Ill Fated Attempts

Or: 5 Times Jim Tried to Ask Bones for a Date +1 Time He Actually Did

Fandom: Star Trek: AOS

Pairing: Jim/Bones

Word Count: 5088

Warnings: None

Summary: Jim wants to date Bones. Life at the academy doesn’t exactly leave a lot of leisure time for two students on accelerated tracks, and Jim is cursed with terrible timing.

I wrote this as a birthday fic for @t-hy-lla, and I finished a quick run through edit this morning. Not really beta’d beyond him gleeing over our shared love of McKirk.

I.

           Jim had it bad. He watched Bones type up his notes during their few joint classes, wondering what his lips might taste like until the muted vibration of his PADD drew his attention.

           If you’re going to keep staring off into space, at least stare somewhere else. It’s weird.

           He grinned a bit at the screen and tapped out a quick response. Why would I stare anywhere else, Bones? Best view was right there.

           Grow up.

           My room after class to study?

           Bones chewed his lip in thought; a habit Jim found all too distracting. He knew Bones was running through the mental schedule he somehow kept straight before the answer came. I got clinicals. Unless you don’t mind me showing up sometime around midnight?

           Sure. Greg’s been at his girlfriend’s the last couple weeks so you can crash on his bed. You show up, I’ll be the handsome one holding the coffee.

           Be still, my beating heart.

           Sounds like a medical issue, doc. You should get that checked out.

           He didn’t need to see the eyeroll to know it happened.

~*~*~*~

           It was almost 2am when Bones finally punched in the access code to Jim’s room. He stumbled in half awake and flopped onto Jim’s bed, sending several PADDs flying. Jim huffed out a little laugh before handing over a pair of pajama bottoms.

           “That kinda night, huh?”

           “Would’ve messaged you, but we were swamped. Some kind of overnight drill went sideways and sent half the engineering students to the ER.” The mattress muffled his voice, but couldn’t hide the agitated tone. “Why couldn’t they do daytime experiments like normal people.”

           “Because engineers aren’t normal people, Bones,” Jim murmured, running his fingers through Leonard’s hair absently as he went back to studying his notes. “You gonna change, or just lay there?”

           Bones grumbled, but managed to work up the energy to get back up. He rummaged through Jim’s closet until he found a sweatshirt to steal before settling back on the bed and pulling out his own PADD. Jim glanced at him with a frown. He knew Bones would stay up all night if he let him, but handed over the thermos of coffee he made earlier anyway. The look of relieved appreciation Bones gave him sent bubbles of warmth through Jim’s chest.

           “Thanks, Jim.”

           “No problem.” He tangled his legs up with Leonard’s and once again got lost in studying. Well, he looked like he was wrapped up in studying. His mind kept wandering back to what would happen if he just told Bones how he felt. They spent most nights exactly like this; draped over each other either reading silently or quizzing each other for their classes. If he said something and Bones didn’t feel the same, it could mean this whole thing would end. Jim didn’t want it to end. On the other hand, if he said something, maybe they’d give it a shot.

After maybe half an hour of silently debating with himself, Jim kept his eyes trained on his PADD and spoke up again, “Hey Bones? What would you say if I said I wanted to date you?”

The ensuing silence set his teeth on edge. Jim waited a minute before chancing a look toward the other end of the bed to find Bones slumped against the wall, PADD resting on the bed beside him while he slept soundly. He tried to feel annoyed by the thwarted attempt, but couldn’t muster it. Instead, he carefully detangled their legs and got Bones tucked in. Jim pressed a gentle kiss against his forehead before he settled into his roommate’s bed.

           Jim woke up to his alarm blaring and a note from Bones left on his PADD thanking him for making sure he didn’t sleep sitting up.

 II.

           Hey kid, meet me at the gym?

           Sure thing, Bones.

The entire next week was spent trying to build the courage up again, and he finally found it during one of their workouts. Jim watched Bones work through his weight training, eyes drawn instantly to the strain in his arms and legs as he lifted and pressed on the machines. The flex of his muscles was hypnotizing. After looking around, Jim cursed his luck to find the entire gym too packed to say anything.

Bones appeared to be completely oblivious. He glanced Jim’s way when he was stretching afterward and raised an eyebrow. “You okay, kid? You look redder than usual.”

“Oh, uh… Yeah. Fine. Just warm, I guess.”

“Ready to hit the showers?”

He prayed Bones didn’t notice the gulp that sounded deafening to his own ears. Flashes of Bones naked in the showers assaulted his vivid imagination. “Uh… Yeah. Showers. Right.”

Jim had to remind himself not to stare as Bones’ ass as he trailed along behind his friend.

The locker room was silent; a stark contrast to the clanking and panting on the other side of the walls. No one was showering or changing, and Jim scolded himself for being tempted to watch.

“Hey Bones?”

Bones glanced over his shoulder as he stripped down, the muscles in his shoulders rippling under skin shining with sweat as he tugged his shirt up over his head. “Yeah, Jim?”

Shit. How was that fair? He stared in silence for just a few moments too long before realizing Bones had turned to watch him with a raised brow. Focus, Jim.

“Um… So I wanted to ask you…”

The door opened then. Jim sighed and waved Bones off toward the showers with a mumbled ‘later’ and got ready for his own. There was a second where it looked like Bones was going to press the issue, but Jim knew the stickiness of drying sweat was probably starting to make his skin crawl.

He caught Jim by the arm on their way out of the building. “So what’d you wanna ask me?”

“Nothing important, I guess. I already forgot.” Jim let an easy shrug roll off his shoulders while internally cursing anyone and everyone that had just interrupted his moment. “If it comes back to me, I’ll let you know.”

 III.

           As far as Jim was concerned, midterms were a blight upon his plans. Any spare moment he might have had with Bones was immediately eaten up by study groups or writing papers. The doctor hadn’t spent more than a few minutes alone in his presence for the better part of the last week. Jim wasn’t sure whether to be thankful that he was too busy to ponder the failures in his personal life or irritated that he hadn’t had the opportunity to try again. He chose to go with irritated and ended up snapping at nearly everyone he came in contact with.

           He almost ignored the pinging alert that sang out from his PADD in favor of catching a quick nap between study sessions, but it was followed by several rapid-fire alerts that could only mean one thing. After reaching across the bed and grabbing it, Jim read through the messages.

           Jim I need you in the library.

           Now. This guy isn’t getting the hint and won’t let me study in peace.

           I fucking mean it, kid.

           My usual charm is just encouraging him.

           Come pretend to be my boyfriend or something.

           Seriously, don’t tell me you’re asleep right now.

           Jim?

           C’mon please?

           Jim couldn’t help but laugh. He tapped out a quick answer as he pulled his cadet jacket back on. I’ll be there in a second, sweetheart ❤

           Don’t fucking play with me just get here.

           Honestly, he had to give this guy some credit. With all the rumors Jim knew were floating around about Bones and him (with just a little help from himself, of course), he was surprised there was anyone with enough spine to hit on either of them anymore. Yet here this guy was. He was practically draped over the back of Bones’ chair, offering charming smiles in the face of Len’s scowling.

           “You know, we should get outta here. Maybe go grab a drink?”

           “There you are, Bones!” Jim bounced over and nudged his way between Leonard and his unwanted suitor. He decided to take advantage of the moment and pressed a kiss into Bones’ forehead. The flush that sprang to the Georgian’s cheeks was worth missing out on his nap. “You about ready to go, babe? We had plans for dinner.”

           Bones graced him with one of his rare smiles, definitely more in relief than anything else. He stood up to kiss Jim’s cheek. “Sure thing, darlin’. Just lemme pack up.”

           Jim took a moment to glance at the guy still standing there. “Something I can help you with?”

           “Oh, uh… No. Sorry. I was, uh… Sorry.”

           He found a wicked sense of glee in watching the guy turn tail and nearly run. Once he was out of sight, Jim let out a huffed laugh. He turned his gaze back to Bones, a little smirk tugging at his lips.

           “You feel safe now that I’ve defended your honor, oh damsel in distress?”

           “Just shut it, Jim,” Bones grumbled as he shoved his PADD into his bag. “So you really wanna grab dinner? My treat. We should probably take a break before we explode anyway.”

           “Yeah sure. Sounds good to me,” Jim agreed. He ran his eyes over Bones’ form, and frowned when he noticed how much weight the doctor appeared to have lost in the last few weeks of studying. “When was the last time you ate something other than coffee, Bones?”

           “I eat just fine, thank you.”

           Ah, the standard defensive response when he knew Jim was right. He snagged Len’s hand and took off toward their favorite dive. The more calories he could pump into the man, the better.

           The good mood that came with spending some non-study time with Bones crashed almost as quickly as it had inflated. Any time he opened his mouth to try and bring up his feelings, something would happen. Their waiter would pop by to ask about drink refills. Or take their order. Or some drunken jackass would bump into their table. Jim’s grimace rivaled Len’s at that last one.

           By the time Jim had wolfed down his own burger and he had managed to shovel a chicken sandwich and a plate of fries into Bones, he had given up. Maybe getting to pretend to be his boyfriend earlier was as far as his luck was willing to go that day. He paid the tab and headed out, fingers laced behind his head as he looked out at stars.

           “You gonna go out there with me when we leave here, Bones?”

           A derisive snort came before the response, “I’d rather take a long fall on a short rope, but I bet you’ll find a way to wheedle me onto one of those tin cans. So it would be stupid of me to say no.”

           “So you’ll come with me anyway?”

           “Sure, Jim.”

           Jim figured that would probably be good enough.

 IV.

           That sentiment didn’t last long. The second he knew Len’s last midterm was over, Jim found himself sprinting through the halls toward Bones’ room. He was determined to drag the grumpy doctor out for drink where Jim could hopefully find his courage at the bottom of a whiskey glass. A few quick taps on the keypad outside preceded the door sliding open and allowing him in.

           “Hey Bones! Get dressed in something sexy! We’re going to the bar!”

           Len glanced up from the holochat he was in the middle of and raised an eyebrow. Jim immediately snapped his mouth shut, but the voice of a child piped up to fill the awkward silence.

           “Who’s that, daddy?”

           “That’s Jim, baby peach. I told you about him, right?” the smile he gave the screen could have melted the ice on Pluto. Jim watched him interact with his daughter from the doorway, not really sure if he should leave or not until Bones motioned him over.

           The mop of brown curls and a nearly perfect match for Bones’ eyes was almost exactly how he imagined Joanna would look. She gave him a bright smile and a wave when he came into view and he waved back just as enthusiastically. He figured she must be around six now, but he was always awful at guessing ages.

           “Hey there, munchkin! Your dad here’s told me a lot about you.” Jim leaned in like it was sharing a secret, voice dropping into a mock whisper, “You know… He probably loves you more than anyone or anything in the whole universe.”

           She giggled and whispered back to him, “I think daddy likes you a lot cuz he talks about you, too!”

           “Hey now, no secrets!” Bones piped in with another easy smile. “So how’s first grade, baby? You like your teacher?”

           “Uh-huh! Miss Zhang’s my teacher and Rosie’s in my class this year. And Darnel and Rochelle! They’re twins, but they don’t look alike.”

           The rest of her rambling became background noise to Jim as he watched how Bones stared at the screen with open adoration. It was a good look on him. Maybe it was Jim’s imagination, but he thought Bones might be leaning into him just a bit as he spoke. Jim traced every inch of Len’s face with his eyes. It was the raising of an eyebrow brought Jim back into the conversation.

           “Is that so? Well what’s his name?”

           “Uh… Eric I think? I haven’t met him yet, but mama seems to like him.”

           “Well if your mama likes him, then you need to be nice. I don’t wanna hear about you pulling that monkey business with his shoes, ya hear?”

           “Well if he doesn’t want his shavin’ cream in his shoes, he shouldn’t yell at mama.”

           There was the slightest twitch at the corner of Bones’ mouth that said he was trying his best to maintain the stern demeaner, but failing horribly. Joanna must have noticed because she attempted to mimic the look and ended up breaking into another fit of giggles. Even Bones cracked a laugh. Joanna turned from the screen for a minute.

           “But mama!” There was a muffled response before Joanna turned back to the PADD. “Mama says it’s time for bed, but can you read me a bedtime story?”

           “Of course, baby. What one do you wanna hear?”

           “Baby Peach and Papa Peach!”

           “Alright, darlin’. Go brush your teeth and get ready for bed. Lemme talk to your mama for a bit and then I’ll tell you a story.” He turned to Jim. “I’ll meet you at our usual spot, alright? This shouldn’t take long, so just order me a bourbon.”

           “Sure thing, Bones.”

           Jim settled into their usual spot at the bar and ordered their drinks while he waited. He made some small talk with the bartender, a lovely young Orion woman who under normal circumstances Jim would have went for, until Bones walked in. She gave him a knowing smile when he turned attention to the doctor. The warm smiles and eyes full of adoration and devotion had been replaced by a look of defeat. He snagged the glass of bourbon without a word and downed it with a slight grimace before motioning for another.

           “That bad?”

           “I was hopin’ to bring her up here for a bit during our little vacation comin’ up, but Joss told me about some birthday slumber party for one’ve Jo’s friends.” The second drink was nursed a little more than the first, but before Jim had even ordered his own second, he was calling for a third. “Should’ve planned it sooner, but I only just got to go-ahead from the higher ups.”

           “I’m sorry, Bones… I know you miss her.”

           “Yeah…”

           They drank in silence, Jim once again agitated about the circumstances preventing him from opening his mouth. He watched as Bones worked his way through sobriety and almost skipped over tipsy on his race to drunken stupor. When Len’s drink count nearly tripled Jim’s, Jim waved a hand at the bartender.

           “Hey Saiph! No more for this guy I gotta get him back home.”

           She gave a quick nod and cleared out the glasses while Jim paid the tab using Bones’ chip (it was his turn to pay after all) and carefully led Bones back to his room. The man mumbled nonsense gripes the whole way back.

           They had barely made it back inside before Bones rushed to the bathroom, half the bourbon he had consumed coming back up in a rush. Jim sighed and followed him in so he could rub at Len’s back and make sure he didn’t pass out in the toilet. Between the waves of nausea overtaking his friend, Jim managed to work Bones out of his cadet jacket and pants so he wouldn’t ruin them.

           Once it seemed like the vomiting was done, Jim hoisted Bones up and got him to rinse out his mouth and let Jim wipe down his face with a cloth. He got a bit of water into him and made sure to grab the aspirin bottle before he helped Bones back toward his bed.

           “C’mon, Bones… Time to get you to bed.”

           “Bed sounds good. You gonna be there, too kid?” The slurred words shouldn’t be having the effect on him that they were. “You should be there.”

           “Dammit, Bones don’t offer me that cuz you know I’ll do it.”

           “Betchu won’t.”

           “Yeah, sure. Seriously, I know your legs can still work when you’re drunk so help me out here. Walk toward the bed.”

           He ended up having to half-drag Bones to bed. When they got there, Bones flopped down and wrapped his arms around Jim’s waist and pulled him down with him. Jim groaned as he found Bones quickly tangling their limbs together.

           “Shit… Fine, I guess I’m staying here.” He nuzzled into Len’s hair. “Night, Bones…”

 V.

           Morning came with Jim waking long before Bones did. He couldn’t move without attempting to detangle Bones’ legs from his, so he resigned himself to the fate of waiting for the doctor to come to on his own. No classes meant no alarm, and as far as Jim knew Bones didn’t have to be at the hospital that day so he was stuck.

           It wasn’t until mid-morning, coming up on noon that Bones finally started moving. He cracked his eyes open with a groan, a hand flying right to his head as the hangover hit him. Jim grabbed the water glass he had left on the bedside table the night before and wiggled it by Len’s face.

           “I would’ve made coffee, but you kinda turned into an octopus when I put you to bed.”

           Another grumble before Bones grabbed for the glass. He carefully sat upright, going slow to avoid potential dizziness and nausea, and took a few small sips. Jim helped him stay up while he drank.

           “Dammit… My head is killing me. Thanks for getting me back last night.”

           “No problem, Bones. You wanna let me up? I’ll make us some breakfast and get you some coffee.”

           Coffee was the magic word. Jim found himself freed and made his way into the kitchenette. When poking around the fridge only yielded the coffee creamer Bones kept on hand for Jim and a six pack of the beer Jim liked, he sighed and turned to the replicator. Knowing Bones, he probably only had baking sheets if he had anything for cooking at all. He’d have to see about making Bones eat something real and not replicated before they were both launched into space.

           “Bacon and eggs sound good?” He called toward the other room and smile at the almost whine. “C’mon, Bones. You need something greasy once in a while and a hangover is the perfect occasion. I’ll even bring you some wheat bread how about that?”

           “Ugh fine.” Jim could hardly hear the mumbled voice through the doorway. He smiled as he punched in the codes for the food and wandered back in with a couple plates.

           “Up and at ‘em, sunshine!” The glare he got from under a pillow was worth it. “Seriously, sit back up grumpy turtle. Outta your shell.”

           With only a little more prodding, Bones finally propped himself up against the wall and reached for the plate. After giving it several dubious looks, he took a couple bites. As the food settled in his stomach, he began to look a bit better and eventually relaxed a bit. He nudged at Jim’s leg with his foot with a smile. “Thanks, Jim.”

           “You’ve hauled my drunk ass back home plenty of times, Bones. You doing okay now?”

           Bones swallowed a swig of coffee before he responded, “Yeah. Just got a little overstressed, I guess.”

           “Sorry you won’t be able to see Jo.”

           “Yeah.”

           The two sat in comfortable silence while they finished up their breakfast. At some point, Bones got up to get more coffee and to toss the plates in the recycler while Jim geared himself up for a new approach. They were alone. They didn’t have classes, neither of them had to be anywhere specific that day, they weren’t about to fall asleep after a long day, and Bones was getting to his second cup of coffee which meant he’d be more human than tired cave troll. The only thing that could make now the best time would be if the rest of Bones’ hangover were to magically disappear.

           That wish was granted when Bones came back holding an empty hypospray and looking relieved. He dropped it into the medical waste bin by the bed and flopped back down. “That’s much better. Remind me of today if I ever try to withhold a hangover cure from you ever again.”

           A slow smirk crept to his lips. “Oh you can bet I will, Bones. So, um… I had a question for you.” He took the raised eyebrow he got in response as a prompt to continue, “Well I wanted to see if you’d be up to dinner with me later. Say tomorrow night? To celebrate being done with midterms without any of the barfights, y’know?”

           He hoped he wasn’t fidgeting as much as he thought he was while he waited for an answer. “Well where were you thinking about taking me, kid? I didn’t realize you went anywhere that didn’t sell cheese fries.”

           “I dunno. I was planning to find someplace if you said yes.”

           “Well start looking for a place then.”

           “So… Yes?”

           “Why do you sound so surprised? It’s dinner. We’ve had dinner together before.”

           Jim tried to scramble for a reason, “We’ve, uh… We’ve just been too busy to hang out much the last couple weeks, so I just got used to you saying you couldn’t make it.”

           “True enough. Alright, I need to get up and moving around now. Want to hit the gym or did you have plans to get into a bar fight tonight to make up for tomorrow?”

           “Gym sounds good. I’ll go change and meet you there?”

           Bones was already searching for his own clothes and waved him off. “Sure, kid. Catch you in 10.”

           As he left, Jim tried not to do a victory dance. Victory would only come if dinner was a success.

 +1

           The next night came too quickly for Jim. Sure, he found the right restaurant (a place a lot nicer than their usual pub, but not nice enough to require dress uniforms), and he had spent the last half hour getting ready, but he was nearly vibrating with anxiety over the upcoming meal. He hoped to ask Bones about dating while they were eating. Actually, he hoped he could get the cantankerous man out to dance before Jim asked him, but he’d take what he could get.

           He bounced on the balls of his feet as he waited at the door of Len’s room. For probably the hundredth time, he straightened the collar on his cadet reds and smoothed out the front. It was almost impossible to resist just barging in and Jim had to remind himself that it wouldn’t be appropriate date behavior. And c’mon… He knew how to date.

           When the door finally opened, it revealed a freshly shaven Bones. Jim missed the scruff that came with two weeks of not having time to keep up with it, but the clean face looked good. He offered Bones a bright smile and his arm.

           “Shall we go?”

           “Oh how chivalrous of you.” The sarcasm dripped from his voice. Bones stuffed his hands in his pockets instead of taking the arm. “So where are we going that requires we wear our reds?”

           “You’ll see just c’mon.”

           Jim brought him to a place just outside the edge of barracks. The lights were soft, and there was music playing from some unseen source. A lot fancier than Jim intended, but not a black-tie affair; there were other cadets there on dates in their reds. He glanced to his side and found Bones with a thoroughly confused look.

           “Seems a bit lavish for you, doesn’t it?”

           “It’s a bit more than I thought it’d be, but I like it.” He offered the hostess a winning smile. “Hey there. Table for Kirk.”

           “Of course, right this way sirs.” She turned on her heel, menus in hand, and led them toward the back of the restaurant. Their table was just off the dance floor.

           “Your server this evening will be Nime. She should be with you shortly.”

           “Thank you,” Jim and Bones responded in unison before turning to the menus.

           “I bet they have the good bourbon,” Jim added. “Geez, I don’t even know what some of this is.”

           “Most of it looks familiar to me, so just ask if you’re curious.”

           Nime appeared at their table with a 100-watt smile. “Hello! I’m Nime and I’ll be your server this evening. Shall we start with your drink orders?”

           “Bourbon neat, thanks.”

           “Whiskey on the rocks for me.”

           “Excellent. I’ll be right back with those.”

           Bones leveled Jim with a look across the table that he couldn’t identify. There were a few moments of awkward silence before Len finally broke it, “So what the hell is up with all this Jim? You’ve never wanted to go anywhere nicer than the bar even after finals.”

           “I just… Wanted to do something nice.”

           “Bullshit. Spill it, Kirk.”

           Dammit. He should’ve known Bones would notice something was off. Hands down the worst part about wanting to date your best friend. Jim rubbed at his face a bit before giving in.

           “I think we should date.”

           The strangled sound that came from the doctor across the table made the inevitable rejection almost worth it. Jim covered a small smile with his hand and waited for Bones to recover and respond.

           “What?”

           “I think we should date. You know, like hold hands, kiss, go on dates like this one. Date.”

           “Since when do you date? Or see someone more than once for that matter?” He seemed to immediately backtrack in his head when Jim frowned. “I just mean that… That isn’t usually your thing. It’s nothing against you and how you do things, but I can’t do the hookup thing, Jim.”

           “I’m not talking anything casual, Bones. I’ve never really wanted to do anything serious before, but with you I just… Do. So… Let’s eat and have a good time and you think it over, alr-“

           “Yes.”

           It was Jim’s turn to sputter. “What?”

           “I said yes.” Bones accepted his drink with a grateful nod toward Nime. He took a sip and watched Jim over the rim of his glass.

           “Did you need more time to order, or are you ready now?”

           “I think he needs a bit more time,” Bones chuckled. “Should only take another couple minutes.” When she left, he tapped at the menu. “You should actually look at that before she comes back. We can talk more when she won’t be popping in every few minutes.”

           Instead of answering, Jim buried himself in the menu and read through the options. It was hard now that he could only think about Bones agreeing to date him. When he finally picked, he uncovered his face to find Bones watching him with an appealing sparkle in his eyes. He made a couple false starts before Jim finally managed to start talking again.

           “So you said yes.”

           “Pretty sure I did, yeah.”

           “To dating me.”

           “Yes, Jim. I said yes to dating you.”

           “Oh.”

           “Isn’t that what you wanted to happen?”

           “I mean… Yeah.”

           Nime came back, ordering PADD in hand. “Are we ready to order now?”

           “Yeah, I’ll have the filet mignon with the balsamic glaze.” Jim kept his finger on the dish so he wouldn’t lose it on the page. Bones apparently found this amusing.

           When Nime turned to Len, he glanced back at the menu before adding, “And I’ll have the mushroom risotto and another bourbon, please.”

           “I’ll put these orders in and be back with your drink, sir.”

           Once she was gone, Jim stood and offered a hand out to Bones. When he receives a confused look, he gestures out to the dance floor. “Dance with me while we wait for dinner?”

           “Aw hell, you know I haven’t danced in years…”

           “Yeah, but I’d like to. I bet you’ll do great.”

           Bones finally took his hand and allowed himself to be led out onto the floor. A look of pure surprise sprang to his face when Jim took the lead. Jim took one of his hands and placed the other on Bones’ waist and pressed in close. He was close enough to see a flush creeping to the doctor’s cheeks as Jim started leading him through a waltz.

           “When did you learn to dance?”

           “My last midterm was a few days ago, you were studying for some medical exam, so I had a lot of free time.”

           “Jesus, kid… Remind me never to leave you bored.”

           “You’ll just have to keep a close eye on me, huh?”

           “Guess I will.”

           Jim decided to test his luck and before they finally returned to their seats for dinner, he pulled Bones in for a short, chaste kiss that was returned eagerly. He almost wished they hadn’t bothered with dinner, but he could live with the warm looks Bone sent his way as they chatted through eating.

           It wasn’t until Bones tugged him into his dorm afterward that he truly considered the night a success.

[llamas--and--tea]

Question Time

I was tagged by @gameofsassbutts. Blame her.

Rules: Answer all the questions, add one of your own and tag as many people as there are questions

1. coke or pepsi? I don’t have a preference, but fun fact: when I was a child, I called them mamsi-coke and papsi-coke (as in mom and dad) for no particular reason.

2. disney or dreamworks? I like Dreamworks’ intro more than Disney’s, so yeah.

3. coffee or tea? I’ve tasted coffee twice and hated it both times. I’m a devoted fan of Earl Grey tea.

4. books or movies? Usually books, but sometimes movies capture a scene much better than a book could.

5. windows or mac? Windows: the only experience I’ve had with Mac was with a horrible, horrible PC.

6. dc or marvel? Marvel: I haven’t seen much of DC...

7. xbox or playstation? I don’t play video games that much, but lemme quote @gameofsassbutts ‘s answer ‘cause it’s cool: “[robot woman voice] playstation”.

8. dragon age or mass effect? Again, I’m not a gamer. No idea what those are.

9. night owl or early riser? Night owl ftw.

10. cards or chess? Cards because I suck at chess. Plus card games are awesome.

11. chocolate or vanilla? I hate vanilla with a passion so I’d say chocolate, though I’m not a fan of it either.

12. vans or converse? Converse duh.

13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash or Adaar? Trevelyan because they’re cool, but Cadash because the name sounds cool.

14. fluff or angst? Both. Both is good.

15. beach or forest? Forest because EXPLORATION FTW. Beaches are okay too.

16. dogs or cats? Cats are the rulers of this universe.

17. clear skies or rain? I prefer a sunny, clear sky with like a few clouds on a bright blue sky.

18. cooking or eating out? I prefer home-cooked food, just because it seems purer somehow. 

19. spicy food or mild food? I don’t really care but sometimes I’m eating something spicy and just *orgasm sounds*. (That sounded wrong.)

20. halloween/samhain or solstice/yule/christmas? I prefer Samhain because me and my friends have a great Halloween tradition.

21. would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot? Interestingly, even though I love warmth, I would choose being slightly too cold forever, just because being too hot would drive me nuts.

22. if you could have a superpower, what would it be? I would love being able to go back in time. Do you even realize how much I would be able to do if I could control time? I mean like my own time.

23. animation or live action? I’d say animation, just because you can do anything when it’s an animation, whereas a live action *anything* is constrained by the physical world. And that’s not fun.

24. paragon or renegade? Is it a gaming thing? If it’s a book thing, hmu!

25. baths or showers? Showers: baths are gross if you’re not already clean.

26. team cap or team ironman? I’m quoting @gameofsassbutts here because her answer is precious: “irony tony”. Captain America is cool too though.

27. fantasy or sci-fi? *Markiplier’s “Space is cool” video starts playing* (Fantasy) ALL THE WAY!! But Sci-Fi is cool too because the worlds that are developed in Sci-Fi stuff are mind-boggingly COOL.

28. do you have three or four favourite quotes, if so, what are they?

"The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. The good things don't always soften the bad things, but vice-versa, the bad things don't necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.” 

- 11th Doctor, Doctor Who, S5e10: VIncent and the Doctor (2010).

“We are Twenty One Pilots, and so are you!”

-Twenty One Pilots, parting words after concerts since ERS 2016.

“Thank God it’s Friday, ‘cause Fridays will always be better than Sundays, ‘cause Sundays are my suicide days.”

-Twenty One Pilots, Migraine.

"I’m holy. Get it? Holey.”

-Harry Potter, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, George Weasley’s joke after he looses his ear to his twin Fred.

I would put more but meh.

29. youtube or netflix? YouTube.

30. harry potter or percy jackson? Harry Potter.

31. when do you feel accomplished? When I see people around me being happy/impressed/grateful for my actions. Which sounds vain af wow.

32. star wars or star trek? Not really a fan of any of them, but I’d say Star Wars because I’ve at least seen a few of the movies.

33. paperback or hardback books? Again, quoting @gameofsassbutts : “paperback’s ok but with the hardback u really feel it”

34. horror or rom-com? I’ve acquired a taste for horror a year ago so let’s say horror.

35. tv shows or movies? TV shows because they have more opportunities to develop the plot. Also because Anime is technically TV shows...

36. favourite animal? Why do you do this to meeeeee. Llamas? *hides because picked favorites*

37. favourite genres of music? Omfsh do not make me say the whole list. Let’s stick to alternative m’kay?

38. least favourite book? I quite disliked The Fault in Our Stars for some reason.

39. favourite season? Of what? jk jk it’s summer FITE ME.

40. song that’s currently stuck in your head? "Sleep” by My Chemical Romance.

41. what kind of pyjama’s do you wear?  I don’t have PJs but I guess T-shirt and shorts counts?

42. how many existential crises do you have on an average day? Goddammit @gameofsassbutts : “Ongoing”. Too relatable.

43. if you can only choose one song to be played at your funeral, what would it be? Funnily enough, “Sleep” by MCR.

44. favourite theme song to a TV show? Omfsh noooooo. I have too many. Do the TARDIS sounds at the beginning of Doctor Who count as a theme song? If not, then any of Shingeki no Kyojin (AKA Attack on Titan)’s openings they’re all wonderfully creepy and beautiful. But also Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood’s first and third openings. And also...

45. harry potter movies or books? Books because there are more details. THAT’S why you make books into TV shows instead of movie, people. DETAILS.

46. you can make your OTP become canon but you’ll forget that tumblr exists. will you do it? ‘’It was all fun and games until this. Ugh…wellllll if I forgot tumblr exists my friends wont so they ll remind me… lmaoo then MY OTP (how to cheat on the system 101)’’ @sonyxqueenofthewholeuniverse

47. do you play an instrument and if so, what is it? Yes, I play the flute. Have been playing for 7 years now (holy shite, how fast time flies!).

48. what is the worst way to die? Repeatedly.

49. if you could be entirely invisible for a day, what would you do? Just for one day? I would follow my friends around without them knowing. Not for malicious purposes, just to find out how their lives really are, and not how I imagine them to be.

50. What are you planning on doing with your life? Oh god uhm. I’m debating over several careers right now. There’s writer (not sure whether my shitty writing will be good enough to make at least some career out of it...), CÉGÈP-level psychology teacher (because my two-times psych teacher Lisa amazed me), Speech-Language therapist for children (because I’m intimate with how it works), and/or ASL interpreter somewhere somehow (because I’m a slut for languages). Extra-career-wise, I’d like to keep writing and reading any time I have time.

51. Favorite Disney movie? Fuck I was going to say The Road to El Dorado but APPARENTLY it’s a Dreamworks movie so fuck yOU. I’ll say The Emperor’s New Groove then.

52. Do you believe in aliens? Of course. Wouldn’t it be very self-centered for us to believe that we are the only sentient things in the whole of the Universe? As a side-note, I could let my father write a list of his conspiracy theories about the existence of aliens and the impact they’ve had on our History. But I’m not going to. But I could! *threatens threateningly*)

53. Are u an unstoppable force or an immovable object? I would say an immovable object. Because I’m stubborn but also apathetic af.

54. (My addition:) If you were in front of a nondescript door that’s only property was to surprise you when you open it, would you open it? (remember, a “surprise” can be good or bad) Yes. Yes, I would. I’m a curious little shit and fuck the consequences.

Goshdarnit this took forEVER. I do not wish it on anyone. Also, wtf you think I have the will to tag 54 people??!! Nope. I’ve tagged 13 people. Suffer as I have been made to suffer. (Kiwi, you can do this after you finals.) Also go follow @gameofsassbutts . She was spiritually making me do this. And her answers were hilarious.

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