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iphoenixrising · 6 years ago

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For 700 Followers!

Hi babe. Ah, you know, I think we could really work something out because if there’s anything I like, it’s Tim trying to have the I am an island attitude with clingy, needy Bat Alphas right on his tail ;) Tbh, I wrote this once and it got lost, so I cried, but I’m going to give it another shot!

Also, just saying but there was also a short thing done about *ahem* toys in this au, and you’ll probably find a similar theme X

There is nothing worse than water in your fucking boots.

Seriously.

His impromptu dip in the harbor was completely worth the pain in the ass because Two-Face is going to live to see another day, and he even acted less crazy than normal when he was handcuffed by GCPD, quiet while he was taken away in the back of a squad car.

The best part? The villain told him he was glad he hadn’t filled him full of holes after all. Red Robin is going to take that as a win.

And since his sleuthing is done for the night, he can go back to his Perch in Gotham City and get out of these wet clothes and put his damn boots by a heating vent to dry out a little.

He feels good enough about the night to order a pizza and do his notes while a slice is hanging out of his mouth when dry clothes are a thing.

He has a fan turning lazily, trying to keep himself cooled down because the Heat symptoms just started to manifest while he was riding back from the take-down (all that wind rushing by while he’s in a wet suit and still he’s starting to get hot? Seriously, body, stop making shit harder on him).

The pre-Heat could take up to three hours before the main event starts, and he at least wants to get the notes done and go blackout before it happens.

He’s got a bunch of Gatorade and power bars from two weeks ago when Jay and Dick pretty much showed up just in time for him to go full blown. Luckily, Dick had picked up more on the way to his Perch since the God-forsaken sixth sense had struck again. Somehow, maybe some Pack Alpha instinct, Dick had known he was going to need them, and true to form, the last Heat had been particularly vicious, his body in physical pain when he was empty.

(And no, he doesn’t need a reminder how nice Dick and Jay were about it when he was literally fucking crying. Geeze, things he doesn’t need people to see for 100 Alex.)

Which means he should have been good for a month and a half, but Leslie had warned him going this long on suppressants would have some effects on him biologically. She’d mentioned he could have two Heats back-to-back as a sign his body is starting to regulate like any normal Omega. So, really, this pain-in-the-ass is his own fault anyway.

Notes done, he logs out of BI’s mainframe and shoots the Titan’s a quick message, In Gotham. Perfectly safe. Going to sleep for 24-36 hours. Don’t freak out about the blackout mode, and shuts down his main system in preparation.

Barefoot, he pads around to shut off the lights and fans, grabs a Gatorade, starts pulling his nerd shirt off on the way to the bedroom. Security in lockdown and he’s starting to feel the burn just a little bit more.

Not long now. Damn, hopefully this will be fast and furious.

A locked box in the back of the closet is deposited by the bed, his thumb print accepted. He shifts through the unopened packages until he gets the red one and the blue one out, laying them on the bed to open before the round of fuck my contingencies ramps up.

(His face is hot, and not because of the pre-Heat. The two knotting dildos were purchased when he started thinking one night about what he was going to do when his body started regulating out, so Dick and Jay wouldn’t need to play Alphas to his Omega anymore. Ironically, the two toys reminded him of their knots anyway, and he’d been guilty as fuck buying them.)

He’s already started sweating lightly and jumps in the shower to wash off Gotham Harbor.

His phone goes off while he’s drying himself off, shifting his weight because his abdomen is already starting to get tight and uncomfortable in anticipation.

The message on his phone makes him groan/sigh because the Red Hood is wondering:

Jaybird: How was the swim?

There’s more laughing emojis than he realistically needs.

In just boxers, Tim plops down on his bed, taps his phone to decide whether or not to respond. Since they already knew he’d taken down Two-Face, he really doesn’t have options.

Me: nice this time of year. Btw, Harvey didn’t drown. That’s a win for the good guys.

Before he’s done, the ellipsis meaning someone is typing shows up, so he’s got himself in a world of trouble by answering. Natch.

(On the other hand, his Omega whispers, if you hadn’t messaged back, they might come looking for you. It preens at the thought of his Pack Alphas concerned for him, coming for him– Dammit. Not. The. Time.)

Jaybird: Oughta come 2 the Manor. Al made pizza. Can celebrate?

Well, shit.

Me: Thanks 4 the invite. Running time-sensitive diagnostic for the Titans and crashing. See you at the next VA meeting tho.

Okay. So, normal. Jay will understand the need for fighting crime.

Jaybird: No problem. We’ll bring you some.

Fuck. Fuckity-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck.

Me: Nah. Not tonight. Gonna set this up and crash. The alarm will wake me when the analysis is done. Enjoy the pizza!

Jaybird: If you’re sure?

Me: Positive. Sleep is calling. GN.

And turns off his phone with a sigh of unmitigated relief.

Crisis averted.

Right?

Forty-five minutes later, he’s idly eating popcorn and watching Infinity War when a wave of blistering heat washes over him, and the gentle reprieve is finally done.

His cock is hard and aching within a moment, his hands fisting in the blanket under him, hips jerking. The soft, subtle scent of slick tickles the edges of his senses, his ass starting to get moist under his boxers.

But Tim has old memories of doing this alone back when he was still in the tunic, and he forces himself to breath past the initial stages, fists his hands even tighter to keep from touching himself yet. He remembers how much better the orgasm was when he held off for as long as he could, remembers the time between waves lasted longer.

He bites down on his lower lip to keep in the noises (but really, what is the point?) and tries to just keep thinking.

He shoves the unopened boxes over and sprawls out on his back, trying not to let anything other than his boxers touch his aching erection. His thighs tighten, legs spreading automatically, feet bracing to work his hips a little.

It’s fine. You’ve done this before isn’t really that much of a consolation.

With the fire in his body starting to get more and please and Oh God, his mouth falls open to pant, toss his head back and forth with the arousal building, making his belly get tense.

An abrupt cramp knocks the wind out of him ending on a small, helpless noise that inadvertently escapes.

Rolling on his side, curling in on himself, Tim forces himself to just fucking breathe through it, it won’t last forever.

–when the comm on his desk blips, and the tinny voice is just loud enough to get his attention over things like terribly thought-out biology.

(Everything in you is screaming for an Alpha to help, touch, soothe. It’s not really your fault.)

“If you’re asleep, don’t get up. We’re just going to drop off pizza and we’ll be out of your Perch-”

Which is nothing short of fucking horrific.

“Almost goddit, Dickie,” is lost when another sharp cramp makes him huddle further into the pain rippling over his upper body while his brain screams to just fucking move.

The scent of slick gets stronger, clogging up the room, and the door isn’t even locked–

The next cramp makes his muscles flutter, but he can wobbly-leg it to the door and collapse in front of it.

(I was stabbed in the fucking spleen and still saved Pru. Without Ra’s, I would have been dead soon after, but if I can do that, I can get through this.)

He flips a small panel on the door frame and presses his thumb into it, forehead braced on the wall while he grits his teeth and gets a second or two of his muscles easing back.

Tim focuses on breathing, listening, and sure enough, there’s a timid knock a few minutes later. The door knob wiggles once softly, nearly inaudible voices mumble back and forth while he holds his breath.

He thinks he might be in the clear when it goes quiet again, thinking maybe they’d gone to dump the pizza in his fridge and be on their way out.

But a very clear, “do you smell what I smell?” is the proverbial nail in his coffin.

“Timmy? Are you…awake?”

“Please go away, I’m…I’m trying to sleep.” Tim tries again, more desperate now that hearing his Alphas’ voices is hitting all the deep places in him where the Omega hides.

“Don’t smell like it, Sweets. Think maybe ya mighta forgot ta mention something ta yer Alphas?”

(You aren’t mine. This is just about fucking Pack dynamics and bullshit biology. It’s fine, he gets it.)

“Hey,” and Dick’s voice is low and loud enough to be heard, and Tim slaps a hand over his mouth so he doesn’t whimper. “It’s okay. It’s us, Tim. We can make it better if you just open the door. You know we can, don’t you.”

It really isn’t a question, and Dick doesn’t pretend to make it one.

His abdomen spasms and he’s rolling his forehead against the wall in denial because fuck, haven’t they done enough? He’s not going to die, and, seriously, he’s a shitty Omega anyway.

“It’s not Heat Mania,” he tries to be reasonable, proud of himself when his voice only cracks once or twice, “I can get through it by myself this time. Y-You two just gave up five days a few weeks ago.”

The hand goes back over his mouth and his boxers are getting wet now, the way he’s curled in on himself probably not helping the situation.

Voices talking too low for him to make out again.

“Seriously, it’s fine. You guys got me out of danger. This? This is just business as usual. B is out of Gotham and you can’t be here for that long–”

“–B called in the Birds of Prey ta help out while he’s out wid’ the League,” Jay breaks through his ramblings. “We got Rob n’ BG. Cass is in fer a visit, and a trio of ass kickers. Ya ain’t gotta worry ‘bout Gotham, Timmers. Shit’s all kinds a handled.”

The door knob wiggles again, making him gasp because shit, if anyone could crack his fingerprint locks, it’s probably the Red Hood.

“So. That’s not an excuse to go through your Heat alone,” Dick cuts in, sounds more ragged and raw, the Pack Alpha coming out in him. “There’s honestly no reason for you to go through it by yourself at all because your Pack is supposed to take care of you. And we are here to do just that, Tim.”

And fuck he does (and doesn’t) want to.

(It really is going to hurt like a motherfucker when it’s all over with, isn’t it?)

And while Tim Drake could give them a hundred different excuses, could explain it away a hundred different ways

(“I don’t want my Omega to get used to having Alphas. That just makes my Heats more difficult. Please understand.”)

–he, Tim, not the Omega, really doesn’t want to.

(Oh yeah. He’s figuratively fucked. Literally fucked to possibly follow.)

He’s already reaching up to thumb at the panel again before he realizes what he’s doing and pauses, sighs at his own weakness.

And like they can feel him hesitate, the heavy musk finally gets to him from under the door. The combination of Dick and Jay and the Alpha instinct to soothe.

“Please, Timmy, Baby. Please let us in.” Dick says to the door, hands braced on the door frame outside, staring a hole right through the damn thing because he really wants to say is please let us love you.

Jay is nudged tightly against his back, peering over his shoulder with those precious few inches of extra height.

“S’all right, Timmers,” Jay’s deep voice rolls past his ear when his second leans over to talk closer, simultaneously sliding a hand over Dick’s hip, finger making soothing circles around the bone. “Ya know we love it when yer all pretty n’ pink fer us, yeah? Heat makin’ ya bite yer lip n’ flutter yer eyes when we get ta touch. N’ ya know how much we like it, don’t cha? Ya know it don’t matter how long it needs ta be, ‘er how much needin’ ya got saved up inside. Ya know the only thing what matters is how perfect ya are under our hands n’ mouth, yeah?”

Dick smirks at the tactic, turning just enough to get close to Jay’s face and shove their mouths together in a quick kiss.

His mate and second just grins right back, his down ‘n dirty one.

“Wadda ya say, Sweets? Gonna have mercy on these two ole’ Alphas? Let us be good, n’ take care a’ ya like we oughta?”

There’s a low noise, something muffled by the door, but Dick’s muscles tighten against the front of Jay’s body, putting the other Alpha right on point.

“Sounds like–” pain.

Jay just nods, staring intently at the door, fingers tapping over the hilt of this .45 like he’s thinking of taking the easy way inside. “Starting up awful fast, ain’t he, Alpha?”

“Leslie said something about double Heats while his body is getting back under control,” Dick reminds him absently. “I’m hoping this is the only one he’s experienced so far.”

Jay hums a little, “you n’ me both. Don’t like ‘im hittin’ two ina month. Too much strain.”

“Agreed, but we–” and Dick gets cut off by the sudden, powerful scent hitting them right in the instincts. The Alpha in them knows what a spike that sudden means.

Dick turns to make one last plea to the door, please, Baby, you don’t have to do this alone, before they would have to go. If Tim was that adamant, they wouldn’t hack the door to get to him, to force him to accept them during his Heat, but if he caught their scents, it could make the cycle more painful (“The inner Omega will pine for an Alpha. Scents will not help, but make the [sic] situation worse. An Alpha should vacate the premises if an Omega in Heat does not belong to him or her”). To keep it from being so much worse, they’d have no choice but the leave.

The possibility sticks in Dick’s throat, makes Jay rumble out a low whine.

But the telltale click resounds, kills the words in Dick’s mouth before they get out.

It’s a breath when he and Jay step over the threshold, kneel by the (their) pained Omega, warm hands and soothing touches, purring a low reverberation that makes Tim’s spine uncurl when Dick gathers him up and lifts. Jay is back with more Gatorade and power bars, throwing off his jacket and holsters while Dick kicks off his shoes and straddles Tim on the bed, leans closer to start kneading out the muscle spasms and nuzzling against Tim’s throat gently, soothingly.

“Ssshh, sshh, it okay Timmy. We’re here.” And Dick tilts his head just a little so his throat is visible and his scent gland right there if Tim wanted to give him and bury his face there.

(He totally does. Stupid fucking instincts.)

And Dick’s hands are warm, the pressure just enough to work out those muscles, to make the pain ease down. At one point, Tim had wrapped a hand around Dick’s forearm to have something grounding.

“You don’t have to do this,” is low and soft, “it isn’t going to be bad this time. Just a normal Heat. I can handle it. I have handled it.”

Jay takes a knee beside the bed, reaches over to direct Tim’s gaze with a forefinger under his chin. “Timmers,” is more stern than he’s used to hearing from the Red Hood, “like me n’ Dickie dunno how much ya can handle? Like we dunno how much ass ya can kick? C’mon, give us a little credit, yeah?”

Tim’s eyes get more dazed with all the stimulus hitting him right in the Omega instincts, blinking hazily at Jay kneeling there. “Seriously, I’m a shitty Omega, and neither of you need this. It’s bad enough you gave up a week already this month.”

“I told you,” Dick counters serenely, hands pausing, “that you are not a bad Omega. I would have thought during your last Heat you would have gotten that.”

They can both see Tim swallow, his eyes dart away, clearly disbelieving but not calling them on their bullshit.

Dick’s inner Alpha curls around his insides, wanting nothing more than to flop on the pretty Omega and pin him down until he cries uncle and finally believes in them, wants nothing more than to stick his nose in the sweet scent gland and never move, wants to hear Tim say it, just once–

“I’m yours, aren’t I Alpha?”

–but there’s no room for that yet. Not here, not now. Someday soon when Tim stopped giving into his instincts to hide and protect himself. Even if the Omega in him had accepted their Alphas, it still drew back, remembered the pain they both caused at one time or another.

And Dick understood. As Pack Alpha, he can scent more keenly, as a detective, he can put all the evidence together with the spikes of adrenaline, the quickening of a pulse, the flinch when certain things are brought up in casual conversation.

(Someday, he thinks fiercely, nuzzling into Tim’s jugular, while the knots under his hands ease down, you are going to forgive us, and everything is going to finally be okay.)

He huffs a little when Jay kneels by the bed, hands folded to rest his chin and watch. Timmy’s head flops over, the lines around his eyes still prominent with pain and the ingrained struggle not to just give in, and Jay trails his fingers lightly over the hand fisted in the sheets.

“Hey, hey. S’all right now, ain’t it, Baby?” He keeps it low and deep, lets it end on a nice purr. Inching the hand over, closer to his mouth, “an’ ta think, y’ weren’t gonna let me n’ Dickie here fer this? Tryin’ ta punish us, are ya?”

“Wh-What?! What are you even–”

Dick’s hand on his shoulder stops Baby Bird from sitting up, his cheeks gettin’ pink ‘cause he get all embarrassed ‘bout it.

(And fuck ain’t it cute.)

Big Wing smirks a little and leans up, gives Jay some room. He takes all he can, rising up on his knees, turning his jaw a little so his musk is stronger, getting fuller. He gets to wrap a palm around that wrist, pinning it lightly when he hovers over Tim’s wide eyes, makes him face this, face him, face them.

“Ya already know it, don’t cha, Timmy?” Low and growly against his mouth, flick of a tongue over his bottom lip, “how much ya make us want, yeah?”

And since Jason Todd is a man what knows how Tim reacts to being touched, how he gets so sweetly slick and ready, how needy and soft he can whine, knows that as much as Timmy says he don’t need this, need them, his body don’t agree with it.

It’s how he n’ Dickie can tell when Timmy is lyin’ ‘cause it’s the Omega what tells them the truth.

It’s why Jay can purr and nuzzle, can lean in and take his mouth like he owns it. When Tim makes a noise, arches his back, Jay knows Dick is mouthing at him, right below where his palms are rubbing, licking the line between boxers and skin.

Pullin’ back just makes Timmy chase his mouth, eyes half-mast and cheeks just the right shade of pink.

“See that, Sweetheart? How pretty y’ are? An’ ya weren’t gonna let us be here fer it? ‘M hurt over here.” And he purrs against the tendon in Tim’s neck, just the sharp edge of teeth teasing down to his collarbone.

“Th-that’s not–!”

“But it is, Timmy,” Dick fills in soothingly, mouthing at the waistband of his boxers. “You weren’t going to let us have this.”

“Dammit that isn’t–”

“Sshh,” and Jay presses a kiss back to his throat, right below the scent gland, “s’all right. We f’give ya, Sweets. ‘Cause we’re here now, and that’s what matters, you feel me?”

Tim finds it in him to brace a hand against Jay’s shoulder, pushing him back just enough to be able to think around the heat pooling in his stomach, lighting his body with need.

“It isn’t like that!” He tries, he really does, stares into those eyes with green flecks faded away. “It–this–it’s just!”

Dick finally seems to have enough, knee walking up so he and Jay could loom over the squirming Omega, both of them facing him down.

“At first, it was because of the Heat Mania, Timmy,” Dick’s voice is low and firm, “but it stopped being about that for me in the first five minutes.”

Jay purrs at him softly, “like I’d keep comin’ back ta ya if’n it was only ‘cause a’ biology, Timmers. Like you think I don’t see this fine as fuck ‘Mega right ‘chere needin’ an Alpha? Like I don’t want a piece a’ ya?”

That is...so not what he anticipated tonight once he’d given the Alphas an appropriate out. The admission makes his heart thump painfully in his chest, a jolt of fear slithering through his brain pan at all the implications of this–

–that would fully set in later on after his body stops trying to literally kill him with sex.

Because it’s enough of a push, this moment when scents are so fucking sincere and they’re looking at him with heat and affection, and he wants so desperately to believe. It’s enough to make the Omega in him rear up past his barriers and bullshit masks, for the whine, the call to his Pack, to his Alphas, to spill out of his mouth without holding back.

Fuck.

Because even though it’s a rough, soft sound, something he’d never been able to let himself do before now, not with all the secrets he’d had to keep, it makes some of the tightness in his chest ease down to finally be able to let it out, let his instincts take over.

In the form of a whine, a call to his Alphas. His Omega could finally stop mourning being left out of the Pack.

So he’s completely unprepared for Dick and Jay to react so distinctly to that noise, for them to bury their faces in his throat and lick along both sides until the kiss of teeth along his collar bone becomes a bloom of pain and sinks deep into his subconscious. It’s not (and he gasps in a hard breath just thinking about it, about either of them biting down on the back of his neck instead…) to mate him or make him submit, it’s just marks made to show ownership, to show Pack, and his eyes might get a little hot and full with it while the Omega in him rolls over to show its’ belly to the (his) Alphas.

And it’s something he’s been wanting for so long, the confirmation that he’s no longer the outcast, the Omega without a place. During the long road to come back to Gotham, back to the Bats, he hasn’t let himself sink into the depression that hit back when his tunic was yanked out from under him, leaving him hanging.

With the indents of teeth along his collarbone, with the distinct Alpha scent on his neck, the assurance he’s been claimed as their Pack Omega for anyone to see, is enough to make him close his eyes tight to keep from fucking crying. Instead, he distracts himself by lifting both arms around his Alphas to hold on while they lick across the indents of their teeth, soothing the sting.

He doesn’t let himself panic when they move on from marking him, when Jay is licking into his mouth and Dick’s hands are spreading his thigh, long-fingered hand cupping his straining erection.

He keens with it, back arching at the onslaught, his inner Omega sated with the marks on his body, languishing in the attention of his Alphas.

It’s so easy to fall under their spell, to put himself in their hands, and just give in. If they weren’t so damn careful and easy with him when he needs it that way, if they didn’t fuck him dirty and rough when it needed it that way instead, if they didn’t purr against his chest and lick at the marks, if they didn’t talk low against the back of his neck, if they didn’t hold the hell on when all he wanted to do is run.

Hands that know how to make him writhe, are busy smoothing up the sides of his thighs and over his abdomen, Jay and Dick trading places with his mouth. Thumbs make small circles on his nipples, makes them peak, makes the spark of pleasure shoot down his spine straight to his aching cock, while he keens in Dick's mouth.

“Uh-oh,” hazily gets through the heat pooling in his belly, in his blood, lighting his nerves on fire. “Looks like we have some competition, Jaybird.”

Fuck.

And Dick is leaning up on his knees, holding up the blue knotting dildo after he’d snatched it from the blankets, looking it over with a critically assessing expression–

Then those eyes slide over to the Omega spread out on the bed beneath them, the one smelling like a bakery, the one that needed him, needed them to take care of him.

“I told you, I can handle my Heats.” His face is going red and not because of the whole lot of naked happening beside the bed where Jay is stripping off the body suit.

“Mmhm,” and Dick widens his knees, spreading Baby Bird’s legs wider, puts the toy by his calf so he can be the one to use it on Timmy (and he is very interested on seeing how much of it his Omega can take before he’s screaming for the real deal).

The other Alpha’s eyes shoot to the subtly covered splash of red almost by the wall, and one brow quirks up as a side to the smirk on Jason Todd’s face.

“Dickie. Ya’ thinking what I’m thinking?”

“If it’s to fuck him with these things until he cries, then yes. I’m on board with that plan, Little Wing.”

“Good t’ see we’re on’a same page, you feel me here?”

The oldest vigilantes exchange a heated glance, the message clear from that look alone:

Time to teach Timmy a lesson and get to have him at the Same. Damn. Time.

Two Robins with one stone.

Jay is already crawling over Tim to lay on the other side while Dick moves fast, climbing off to shimmy out of his clothes until he’s in black briefs, coming right back to the perfect spot between the third Robin’s clenched thighs. He grins, already deciding on a plan, while Jay pins both wrists above their bird’s head, preparing him for the on-coming torture.

And when this cycle is done, when they’ve both had turns teasing him between waves with the toys he’d purchased, fucking him fast and rough or slow and soft until their knots throbbed to be buried in him, when they’ve made Tim give in to them, over and over, made him beg for their cocks, promised to always call next time no matter what. When he’s so overwork, overstimulated, a trembling, babbling, crying pile of please fuck me before I die.

When they make the lesson stick.

(“Never gonna need ‘em again. Ya gotch us, n’ ya better damn well call b’for ya use it again. Do you feel me, Baby?”

“These are last resort only, Tim. You only get to use these after you’ve called both of us and not because of a case or checking in on Gotham.”

He’d only been stupidly grateful all three of them could fit in his tub at the time, water lapping lazily around him, caught on Jay’s lap with his leg in Dick’s, hands on his ankle and calf under the water. He was dozing and utterly fucking destroyed, which is the only reason he agreed to it in the first place, dammit. They took advantage of fucking him completely out.

(Alphas. Of fucking course.)

But this time, after they’d been so fucking thorough in showing him where his place with them really is, Red Robin can’t help but wonder if it’s more than just a bunch of Alphas taking care of the Pack Omega. If all the sweet things Dick growls in his ear is more than just hormones and Pack Alpha lizard brain. He wonders if Jay’s dirty talk doesn’t stem from some messed up sense of guilt or responsibility from back when they were just, you know, trying to kill one another. Or, Jay was trying to kill him and Red was really just trying not to die.

He wonders if it isn’t just a matter time until his body regulates.

He wonders if they know what they’re doing to him when they act like he’s theirs.

He wonders how far they’re going to go.

(A part of him is terrified to find out.)

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polizwrites · 6 years ago

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WIP Update - 11 Oct

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My nineteenth fill (R5 - 'all's well that ends well') posted last week: Tempered in Sorrow . It's a continuation of the Gen-rated Built From Scratch: Scenes from a Friendship Tony & Rhodey brofic series that (as you might guess from the title) deals with Rhodey offering comfort to his friend after the death of his parents. I've got a third installment in progress - sitting at 1171 words & tentatively titled "Sand Blasted" (yup, am going there, too.) I finally got some inspiration for my R4 - Tony/Bruce fill: probable title is To Mend the Damage That We’ve Done - it's sitting at 1729 words and was supposed to be this week's fill, but since I'm probably only about halfway done, I'm not sure I'm going to make it. Thankfully, I have a backup plan to keep my streak going: I can post the fill for 'T2 - Questionable decision-making process', which somewhat fits the Halloween season. Loosely inspired by the Frankenstein novel, it has Monster!Bucky interacting with kid!Tony (platonic WinterIron, obviously). The first chapter is pretty much done and sitting at 1367 words with the final work probably ending up as a 5-7k piece. I'm still sitting at just over 200 words on T3 - Natasha Romanov, which is the events of IM2 told from her POV. A few scenes are sketched out for the Peter Quill & Tony comic panel ("No reason this can't be fun, spoken by Peter); and I have an idea for S4 - Steampunk AU thanks to marsmaywander over on the WinterIron Discord. This leaves me with one square I have no idea what to do with at the moment: (a comic panel with Tony and Steve staring at each other over a table at a restaurant). If anyone wants to throw plot bunnies my way, go for it. I'd be ridiculously pleased to end up with a blackout on this bingo, but won't be too torn up if it doesn't happen.

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The following WIPs have gotten pushed to the back of the desk, but are still on the list. HINT: if any of these pique your fancy, let me know and maybe they’ll move up the list a bit….

The Shield Split Asunder (sequel for To Shield from the Storm ) I’m not sure when this will first see the light at the moment, TBH. The fic will be Steve POV and stick as close to canon as I can make it. I have the first two scenes roughly sketched out, but even with posting the Interlude a couple of weeks ago, I haven’t gotten any traction on it.

Carry On, Wayward Sons - I posted Chapter Three late last month, and have Vague Ideas of where I want it to go next. The intent is still to finish it and use the other StarkQuill/StarkLord piece I threw together awhile ago as part of a sequel for the Peter Quill & Tony comic TSB square I mentioned above.

The Rumlow POV remix of By Their Bootstraps (my de-aged Avengers fic) is still sitting at 4980 words and I don’t know at the moment if it will see the light of day; tho I hate to think of the time I spent on it going to waste.

The Subtle Briar – Still nothing new - other projects are demanding my attention. It’s supposed to be an alternate origin story for Agent Peggy Carter - and there’s a few scenes I really want to write set in Camp Lehigh, but time and motivation are in short supply.

I did a quick skim thru the @imaginetonyandbucky prompts a while ago - there were a couple that mildly piqued my interest - I ought to go back and see if any of them really grab me and/or can be matched up with a WinterIron Bingo Adventure prompt.

As always, any words of encouragement on these projects would be greatly appreciated!

#Writing Stuff #WIP Update #Fanfic #MCU/Marvel #Tony & Rhodey BroTP #WinterIron #Science Bros #Tony/Bruce #Shameless Self Promo

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melodramatic-glasses-character · 7 years ago

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1.) what’s a song you depict with your childhood? - Free Bird, Lynrd Skynrd. My dad showed it to me when he found out I was learning electric guitar

 2.) did you have a memorable childhood pet? - lovely lab/Doberman called Bella and a cat called Charlie

 3.) have you ever been drunk? - many many times, amigos

 4.) have you ever tried drugs? - I smoke weed pretty regularly (helps me sleep) and I tried Nos once at a friends house

 5.) have you ever completely regretted what you’ve said? - so many times

 6.) have you ever made someone cry? On occasion

 7.) has someone ever made you cry? - only once, ever, since my dad left

 8.) have you ever been in love? if so, describe the moment you knew it. - I’ve been in love so many times and each time has been different and varied and wonderful. I was thinking today that those first few months of being in love with someone are some of the best experiences life can offer

 9.) which came first the chicken or the egg? - seriously? The fucking chicken

 10.) are you part of the lgbtq+ community? do you support them? - I’m bisexual, but I don’t consider myself part of the community because apparently I’m ‘straight passing’ or ‘doing it for the attention’ and I’ve never been really accepted into that sphere (me being a Christian probably has something to do with that too) But I’ll always support them because nobody else fucking does in this world.

11.) how many siblings do you have? - two siblings, and a half sister who I never see

 12.) have you ever been in love with someone you couldn’t love? - I’ve been in love with a lot of people. A few people that never got to show love to, and a few who I couldn’t love the way they needed me to

 13.) are you a good cook? - I have a select few meals I can cook really well. The rest? Nah

 14.) what is your favorite tv show? - at the moment, Brooklyn nine nine, but I also love sense8. I’m more of an anime man tho

 15.) what is the last movie you cried during? - spirit stallion of the cimmoran, when I was four

 16.) what are songs you’ve cried to when you first heard them? (if any) - nah, but the closest I’ve come was the first time I ever heard Crash Land by Twin Atlantic

 17.) do you have a middle name? - two middle names, but I’m not about to share them here

 18.) have you been out of your country? - yeah a few times. I LOVE ITALY

 19.) are you a chocolate fan or not? - I can take or leave it?

 20.) how many people have you kissed? - I have kissed a large number of people and I regret nothing. Kissing is great

 21.) what is your favorite album? - that’s a very difficult question. Probably Wilder Mind by Mumford

 22.) what is your dream car? - @luxury-pie a yellow 2010 Ferrari California

 23.) what is your lucky/favorite number? - 8. Never known why, but 8 is my number

 24.) what is your favorite flower? - I don’t really like specific flowers. Daisies are pretty tho

 25.) books or movies, why? - books, because I don’t have the attention span for movies

 26.) have you ever been on a blind date? - no, should I have?

 27.) has one of your friends ever backstabbed you? - no, nothing serious or hurtful, but…

 28.) have you ever backstabbed one of your friends? - I have. Brutally and awfully and I regret it so much

 29.) what thing do you symbolize love with? - love is doing shit you couldn’t care less for gladly because you know it’ll make somebody else happy.

 30.) do you have neat handwriting? - I have the fucking worst handwriting of anyone I know

 31.) do you have a friend with benefits? - nah, although I have in the past and really enjoyed it. She’s great and we’re still really good friends and chat shit all the time

 32.) do you want a friend with benefits? - not right now, I’m more than happy with my girlfriend

 33.) if you could be anything in the world, what would you be? - happy and financially stable

 34.) have you ever been blackout drunk? - I’ve lost memory while drunk, but never blacked out. This particular occasion I had a race down a line of Jaeger shots and woke up in bed with a friends hot sister. No memory of the night after the jaeger race tho

 35.) have you ever met someone famous? - not mad famous no.

 36.) how many concerts have you been to? - too many to count

 37.) which concerts have you been to? - awesome ones

 38.) do you have a hidden talent? - I have a great many talents but most people who know me know about them. For tumblrs benefit, I play nine instruments, write fiction relatively well, sing fairly well, and give really good head

 39.) what do you do when you’re stressed? - panic. And smoke. And sometimes if I’m lucky, I smoke some weed

 40.) do you think money can buy love? - money can’t buy shit that matters

 41.) how old would you date? - maybe 25 rn? But I prefer a year either way

 42.) have you ever done something illegal? - a fair chunk of illegal shit yeah. Particularly as a teenager

 43.) what is your biggest fear? - becoming like my dad

 44.) what is an unusual fear you have? - long ass tunnels

 45.) can you drive? - not legally, no

 46.) do you believe in supernatural creatures? - angels and shit. No fucking ghosts though

 47.) do you believe in karma? - good comes around, but bad shit sometimes happens to good people

 48.) what is one quality you need in your partner? - they should preferably like me

 49.) do looks matter? - as an added bonus, certainly, but they’re nowhere near the most important thing

 50.) does size matter? - no it fucking does not

 51.) who is the last person you forgave? - truly forgave? Probably my dad. He’s the only person who’s ever wronged me enough to mean that it’s a conscious effort to forgive them.

 52.) what is your favorite ice cream flavor? - cookie dough.

 53.) what languages can you speak besides english? - none

 54.) ever been on a plane? - yeah, I’ve flown a few planes too

 55.) ever been on a boat? - yeah, but I prefer planes

 56.) is there anyone you’ve lost touch with that you wish you hadn’t? - I’ve moved house so many times, so I’ve left a lot of people behind

 57.) are there any friendships you regret? - no, no matter how they ended. Friendship, no matter how lasting or fleeting, is always a precious gift

 58.) are there any friendships you wish you could make? - few of you guys in tumblr

 59.) have you ever stayed awake for 24 (+) hours? I haven’t slept in the last 50 hours and I seriously need to

 60.) have you ever walked outside after 12 am? - oh yeah, loads. I love night time

 61.) have you ever seen a sunrise completely through? - yeah my girlfriend and I cycled two hours to the beach at three in the morning so we could watch the sunrise together at five

 62.) are you scared of rollercoasters? - nah I enjoy them

 63.) on a scale of 1-10 how stressed are you usually? - a solid 6.75

 64.) do you have any plans this weekend? - working tbh. On the bar

 65.) do you miss anyone right now? - I miss so many people. Right this second I miss @merryanustrench and @luxury-pie

 66.) who do you wish you were talking to right now? - those guys. Or my dealer, tbh

 67.) if you could have any superpower, what would it be? - insane jumping ability

 68.) who is your favorite superhero? - someone from the incredibles

 69.) are you dirty minded? - half of what I think is about sex

 70.) what is your favorite song from every decade starting at that 80’s? Close to Me by the Cure, Lithium by Nirvana, Mr Brightside by the Killers, and I Really Like You by Carly Rae (those are just ones I like off the top of my head)

 71.) how many kids, if any, do you want? - I’d want a few, but always figured I’d adopt as well as having my own

 72.) who is your biggest OTP? - Tom Natsworthy and Hester Shaw from Mortal Engines

 73.) what is your favorite food? - chicken marengo

 74.) do you want to be married one day? - always have, always will

 75.) dogs or cats? - both are amazing, but cats

 76.) do you drink enough water daily? - fuck no

 77.) have you ever seen a shooting star? - my first one was last year

 78.) if you had the opportunity to go to the moon, would you? - nah can’t say I would, tbh

 79.) how many best friends do you have? 2. One is my girlfriend, the other is called J and I love him to pieces

 80.) when was the last time you cried? - only once since my dad left. Once in about six years

 81.) have you ever laughed so hard you peed yourself? - nah never

 82.) have you ever made anyone laugh so hard they peed? - yeah I have, a family member

 83.) if you could travel any where in the world, where would you go? Canada, a log cabin in the wolves surrounded by wolves

 84.) what are 3 words you would use to describe yourself? - not too great

 85.) do you consider yourself a loyal person? - I used to. But I think I treasure the idea of loyalty, more than I do actual loyalty in practice.

 86.) what is your favorite season and why? - spring. Spring brings the life back and helps me to light up my life when I’ve been depressed

 87.) have you ever told anyone you loved them, and didn’t mean it? - yeah. Not proud of it, but I have

 88.) do you know how to play any instruments? - like I said earlier, 9 instruments

 89.) do like like falling asleep to music or not? - nah my brain analyses music too much. I like having anime playing so I can’t analyse what they’re saying, or I’ll play some mindless sports video game (NBA 2K) and that puts me to sleep

 90.) what are you allergic to? - speaking in front of people

 91.) have you ever wanted to be someone else for a day just so you could see what there life is like? - yeah all the time

 92.) if you could be any character from your favorite tv show would you, and if so, who would you be? - I feel like Jake Peralta is already my spirit animal

 93.) if you could be best friends with any celebrity who would it be and why? - probably Keane Reaves, because we’d mess with people and be super nice

 94.) are you outgoing? - mentally I’m quite outgoing, but a lifetime of having a speech impediment means I get anxiety when I have to speak to people

 95.) have you ever wanted to kiss someone, but weren’t brave enough to? - oh yeah, certainly when I was younger

 96.) are you a good flirt? - nah I’m a fucking terrible flirt, it either turns into low level bullying or overly sexual shit with the subtlety of a freight train

 97.) have you ever been turned down, or have you ever turned anyone down? - yeah I’ve been turned down. I’ve only ever turned one person down but she was an honest to God stalker so I don’t count that

 98.) which planet is your favorite? - fucking Neptune, man! So pretty  99.) are you superstitious? - nah, nothing beyond what’s normal culture (saying bless you after a sneeze and that) 100.) are you a good listener? - yeah I’ve been told that 101.) are you a good kisser - my dude, I am a FANTASTIC kisser and I dare you to test that 102.) would you kiss any of your friends - I would kiss SO MANY of my friends. In fact I’d kiss most of them. Almost all. If you’re friends with me, there’s a good chance I’d kiss you. In fact, if you’re friends with me irl, there’s a good chance you already have

Thanks for putting up with this overshare! I love doing these. I tag @luxury-pie @bemyrobin and @merryanustrench to do however many of these they feel like doing

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black-strike-otp · 7 years ago

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AUs~

Heeyy here’s two things. The first one I daydreamed about late yesterevening and the other was a fever dream but I really liked it.

So you know Primus and Unicron and all the Thirteen~ No, this isn’t a Rudolph sing along. I came up with a another ‘god’ of sorts and it’s hecka stupid. But we all know there’s god(dess) of love and god(dess) of dreams well what about a Cybertronian ‘god’ who does both? Imagine a god that enters bots dreams and tells them all the bonds they’re going to make over their lifetime. (conjunx endura, emica endura, partner bonds, offspring bonds, etc). Sadly, 99.9% of bots never remember their dream in which this god visits them. The .1% chance that do recall waste their lives trying to chase down these SPECIFIC bots that they were shown, so in a way, it’s probably for the best most don’t remember. A very few 5-10% percent will get a vague sense of deja vu when meeting certain bots in their life that was shown to them in this dream, but they tend to think they just crossed paths before. I got some srs shits n giggles imagining Blackout, during the height of his career in the Pits of Kaon, being visited by this god. And he’s like whoa what the heck why are you showing me this stuff? What is that? Is that a bug? I’m confused. What? Why are you showing me these things? Then he sees Novastrike. “No. No no no no no.” he says. The god is confused. “Something wrong? Not what you expected?” And Blackout’s like ya damn right who??? would want this?? vague gesture @ self. I’m not gonna settle ur crazy. Single Mech Life (TM). Also wow that femme is gorgeous af she must have some low standards. Like do you see her??? Damn. That is a fine lookin’ femme. Is she a goddess????? priMUS wow. For kicks, imagining Nova eventually being visited by this god and when she sees Blackout she’s like “he’s terrifying.” and then pauses and is like “but he’s handsome wow.” and then being nervous cuz he doesn’t look like the gentle type but wooOWWW look at that mech. How?? this gonna work?? When they do meet in the future they both end up with a strange deja vu experience. q;

The fever dream au that I ended up loving way too much for my own good~

There was a Goddess. She remains unnamed throughout the story except by her god-children, whom call her Mother. She is the creator; making the world, the humans, and Her children. The children we meet in this au are the Daughter of Fire (unnamed), the Daughter of Water (unnamed), the Son of the Underworld (unnamed). As well as a special Daughter of Persuasion.

I’ll cut out the beginning of the story since it’s unnecessary here (Fire and Water’s feud, eventually coming together, Persuasion’s birth during the war, etc). Basically after this continuous bickering between Fire & Water was finished, Mother went to sleep amongst the cosmos, giving humans the opportunity to grow on their own and her lesser-god children the ability to grow on their own.

Now being a very young new goddess, Persuasion (whose name we never get but well- ya’ll will recognize her quickly) starts spending her life persuading humans to do the right thing. They can’t see this goddess among them, save for sometimes glimpses out of the corner of their eyes. She is basically invisible among humans otherwise. She tells people not to cheat on their spouses, advises children not to steal, etc. Basically, she offers good to those who consider doing not-so-good things.

A man becomes absolutely obsessed with this goddess. From the glimpses of long flowing hair he’s seen out of the corner of his eyes, the stories of her grace and beauty, he must have her. So he goes on an adventure, and finds ‘wishing well’ per say. He casts a bounty of riches into this lake, and a humanoid merman of sorts emerges.

“What is your wish?”

“I wish for the Lady of Persuasion (name here) to become mortal,” he smugly demands.

“Your wish has been granted,” the merman echoes in a gurgly voice. “But be warned: your wish is temporary. No amount of magic can destroy a goddessof her true self forever.”

Pleased with himself, the man goes on his next adventure. Now mortal, the goddess has no ability to shield herself from humankind. Within a few days, the man somehow manages to hunt her down.

Taking pity on his sister, the God of the Underworld sends his leading and most trusted demi-god demon out to protect her.

This demonic being looks damn close to human, unless he is using his powers or grows furious. Then he becomes a frightening figure; foul, dark, frightening. Emerging from a portal into the human realm, the demi-god strikes down the human as he tries to steal away with Persuasion, saving her from the greedy human who tried to ensnare her.

Devastated that she was now human and unsure how, if it was even possible, for her to return to normal, Persuasion is reeling. She thanks the demon, who pities this poor youthful goddess. He goes to speak to his Lord, requesting that he stay and help the goddess. Although a bit upset to lose his best officer, the Underworld god agrees to his demi-god’s request.

While the demon is off speaking to his master, Persuasion gets a brief meeting with her Sister’s. Fire and Water temporarily use humanoid guises to greet their mortal sister. They offer her words of kindness; that she is brave and strong and will get through this. Unable to sustain their holoforms long however, they leave Persuasion shortly before the demon returns. She feels a little easier at heart, but still scared and worried.

This starts a grand adventure between the demon and the goddess as they try finding a ‘cure’ to fix her. They speak with human priests and priestess, shaman and monks. They pursue endlessly for months and hints on how to return her to her goddess form. At one point, Persuasion gets sick, and they visit a medicine woman of sorts. She blesses the goddess in the name of the Mother, using however a name the humans use. Persuasion at one point calls her ‘Mother’ in front of his older woman, who seems surprised. No one had referred to the great Goddess as ‘Mother’ in a long time. She seems to realize that this mortal woman is not in fact ‘mortal’ and wishes her luck on her journey when she leaves with the demon.

I could write literally a story based off their journey but the important notes throughout is their growth and understand towards each other. When the demon grows ‘ugly’ per say; his ghoulish form showing, the goddess is no less gentle and soft with him. She never shows fear; is willing to argue with him even like this and hold him. And he sees through her courage to her fear and confusion. Young, naive, willing to trust anyone she meets so easily; he tries his best encourage her to stay open to the world even when it tries to break her but to be cautious and accepting of herself. For although some thought of her as a trickster, she was really just a soft voice of reason, and she was filled with good.

They end up kissing and it’s sweet af and I died ;u; And there’s even a point when the demon is going all angry fueled asshole beast mode at one point and she still kisses him later like that and!! yes I’d kiss a monster too tbh.

Clearly THINGS were developing between them. Edgy protective buttwipe and soft but determined cute stuff.

Strangely enough, what ends up curing the goddess is that she is fatally stabbed by a jealous human man who desires her affections but she refuses to accept his advances because she’s grown feelings for her demon friend. After a swift murder of the human, the demon goes to remove the spear from the goddess only to find light pouring out of her wound. He stays away, admittedly worried the light would destroy him (he is a child of darkness more or less).

As the wound heals, a white light cleanses over Persuasion and she’s ‘reborn’ back into her goddess self. :3 And instead of the demon going back to his master, he asks for freedom to stay with the goddess he loves. Deeply saddened to see him go, the Underworld God agrees. He has other exceptional warriors, it’s just disappointing to lose his best, but he understands.

Idk it was a cute au. I didn’t realize it was even going off track and becoming an otp au until we got the demon boi in on this and I was like “oh my god”. The amount of love and affection that peppers throughout this was hecka cute tho hng I’d put it all down but my will to type it all out is zero.

#OTP AU #Cute OTP

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itsjayyyy · 6 years ago

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January 16, 2019 4:51 pm

So on last thursday after that update, I met up with heather for the first time since October. We met up at starbucks, but neither of us bought a drink. She already knew about my moving out because she saw me posting about it on snapchat. I told her all about how my new roommates don’t really talk to me (or do the dishes, or pay rent on time...) and also how my parents didn’t let me have my own bed (she was really shocked at that, which i didn’t understand like girl ive been homeless because of my parents no shit they won’t let me take a bed they bought themselves). I also told her about the whole rose situation, and ofc anna. I thought it was funny how when i told her about the whole “surgery on a porcupine” she was like “how is that possible? you mean she did surgery on those things that fall off of trees?”

After hanging with her, I went home since I had like 5 hours until my next class. rose kept messaging me like “hey are you ready to meet up?” “i can see you’re home now” etc. I didn’t answer, and honestly i was annoyed that she used my location as a weapon, so i left my phone at home when i went to class. Which was kinda annoying tbh, i felt so disconnected without it. (just got sidetracked, but i think when i get my student refund i’m gonna buy an ipod nano 1st gen, which was the first mp3 player i ever had. prob gonna fill it with the 3 vocaloid cd’s i found). After class i went to get a smoothie, then drove home. rose was waiting outside my door for me to get home, and she started going on about “omg i was so worried you weren’t answering my texts etc” we get into my apartment, and i just kinda unloaded onto her (again). just told her how it’s not even just the whole mom situation, but all of them had piled so much hate onto me since i was a kid that i’m incapable of loving myself, and it only frustrates me when they say “don’t see yourself negatively!” it’s like someone breaking your arm and then saying “just use your hand to grab x” without acknowledging that your arm was broken by them. she starts crying (as she always does tbh), then we go to get sushi.

friday i only had one class (psychology) so i chilled at home most of the day. can’t really remember what i did lol. oh wait i think i hung out with rose, to make up for not hanging out on thursday. yea we chilled at my apartment for a bit, then went to the west side to scoop up peter and get hooter’s. and then i complained about how i started feeling sick, and then called in saturday. i told myself that i would get ahead on my homework and clean my room, but i spent most of the day chilling. the gray cat that hangs around my apartment walked by my window, so i opened it and pet her. She climbed into my room, and i spent a good 3 hours just playing with her. I texted the owner asking if she was pregnant or not (bc she really looked like she was about to give birth) but he texted back saying it was a boy, and neutered. apparently he’s just super cuddly.

i called in sunday too, since it’s like i already lost an attendance point and i didn’t feel like going to work. i actually was productive that day, like i did laundry and cleaned my room. still getting the depressive episode out of my system, though, so i wasn’t running at full capacity.

on monday, i checked anna’s twitter (btw after i soft blocked her i felt that she was still looking at my profile tho, like our tweets would mirror each other in mood a lot), and she tweeted “omg i think my crush is flirting with me” so rip my chances with her. and yea i know it wasn’t about me bc outside of class i heard her talking about how they were talking thru snapchat. :c

i really can’t wait until fall when i get transferred to the downtown campus, though. as i was walking up to msb, i saw someone sitting directly next to the entrance. and you can probably guess who it was. I really thought “new semester, new schedule, no more stalker savon waiting outside my classes” but i guess i was wrong. as i sat in the hall waiting for my class to start, I had a minor anxiety attack that i tried to cover up by talking to my classmates and professor about high school funding. luckily in that conversation, i learned that msb has two side exits, so now i have different paths to take. (honestly this whole time i’ve gone here, i thought the “handicap accessible” sign in front of the side entrance was trying to say that wheelchairs should go down the stairs, but my classmate pointed out that it was supposed to say “handicap accessible, up this path to the right,” not directly forward. I took the side stairs after class and basically ran to the garage in case he was following. At home i still had an assignment for comp, which was “visit a place on campus that you’ve never been to before and draw it in a 4-panel comic” (this class is all about multimodal writing) which, by the way, is really only possible for freshmen. as a spohomore, there isn’t a single place on campus that i haven’t been to. except for that side stairwell. so i drew my experiences taking a new staircase as an exit. let me make this journal entry multimodal by adding my comic:

anyways, that comic was apparently way overdrawn, when all of my classmates did simple stick figures at memory mall. kinda felt like wednesday addams wearing a long black dress at summer camp. it was nice tho, gave me a way to express all of my feelings about the whole thing (since i had nobody to talk to). it was like art therapy.

tuesday we had a quiz at the end of calc. i know hindsight’s 20/20, but seriously how the fuck did i fail this class it’s so damn simple. I finished the quiz in a literal 30 seconds and then sat there because i didn’t want to be the first person to finish. all of my classmates looked really deep in thought too, so i started to wonder if i was maybe not doing it right. but then the professor walked by and saw i wasn’t doing anything, so i was like “is this all that we have to do (setting up an integral but not even solving it)” and he was like yea, ur good. surreal.

then i went home and chilled until my evening class, then after that drove to peter’s bc we were gonna hang. so rose remembered that i was coming over, but peter forgot; while peter remembered they invited paul over, but rose forgot. i know that they’re kinda close with paul and all but tbh i don’t really know him that well, and it feels awkward hanging with him. when i told rose that, she was like “but you guys have hung out together, remember that time you got blackout drunk and slept on his bed, i felt like that was a real bonding moment for yall” um no i actually didn’t remember that, probably because i was BLACKOUT DRUNK. anyways i told all of them about anna (since peter and paul didn’t hear the story), then we smoked a little and played comer. We all won a round except for peter lol. then we watched an episode of marie kondo’s show (i wanted them to see how she lowkey looks like a robot), and then i headed home. i got home at like midnight tho, and since we had a sub today in calc, i figured i could skip it. so today i woke up around 10, got on campus at 2 since i was gonna hang with heather (but her boss didn’t let her have a break since she only worked 5 hours so we’re gonna meet tomorrow instead), went to psychology (and we finished the chapter early so no class friday!!!), and since then i’ve been in the library writing this.

here’s my plan for surviving this semester: i’m gonna act like this is fuckin birdbox, but extreme version. he wants to get a reaction out of me, and he’s not gonna. from now on, any time that i’m outside of a building (and even most times that i’m indoors but not in class) I’m going to have headphones in, and look down at the ground (not like directly at my feet, but like looking forward but at the ground ahead of me) or at my phone. that way if he finds me, he still can’t get a reaction bc i’m visibly distracted in the only two senses that he can reach me through. i don’t think he would go as far as to try to touch me, so i should be safe.

i hate that i feel like i’m always on the defensive at my own damn college. i hate feeling like i can’t even walk around freely without being followed. but hopefully i just need to make it to fall, hopefully ucf doesn’t delay the opening of the downtown campus, hopefully i transfer in a few months and can *really* put this all behind me. then it’s all smooth sailing, just gonna go through my final two years at uni, then graduate, get a job in CPS for a few years, then go back to school for my master’s. from there become a licensed clinical social worker, so that i can maybe work for cps but in a hospital setting where i get paid more, buy a house, have a family. get out of orlando. (but i kinda like orlando...)

anyways it’s 6 o clock now, so in about 15 minutes i’m gonna leave the library, use the guidelines i wrote above, use the side entrance, and get to class.

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couldnt-think-of-a-funny-name · 8 years ago

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- Have you ever...been lulled into a false sense of security?

- F U C K

- Everything was fine. Everything was fine for almost the entire God damn first act. BUT THEN

- WE GET TO THE CLUB SCENE

- AND THE FUCKING NIGHTMARE GLITCH FROM YESTERDAY RETURNED WITH A VENGENCE

- EVERYONE INFECTED. AND IT ONLY GOT WORSE DURING BLACKOUT

- AND IT WASNT EVEN JUST GLITCHING ON THE MICS. IT WAS GLITCHING ON THE RECORDED MUSIC A N D THE KEYBOARD AS WELL. SO THERE WOULD BE BRIEF MOMENTS WHERE THE MICS WERE FINE BUT THE MUSIC WAS FUCKED TO SHIT

- BLACKOUT IS THE BEST GODDAMN NUMBER IN THE SHOW AND IT WAS A MESS

- And unlike yesterday where it grew like...this all just hit out of nowhere???? I almost started hyperventilating tbh

- We still do not fucking know what’s causing this. Everything went back to normal for act 2 so like...I’m terrified for tomorrow tbh

- In other news: These kids are troopers and this did not visibly phase them thank God

- The only time they got a little tripped up was during ‘Carnaval de Barrio’ when it dropped from full music to just keyboard but they only briefly stumbled there bless

- HOLY SHIT during the opening number the stupid grate over the bodega would not rise up and without a single moment of hesitation Usnavi deadass just ripped it right off the fucking wall and shoved it behind the counter I almost fell out of my chair Tom and I could not stop laughing

- He didn’t even blink or stumble once in his verse it was so fucking funny omfg

- Later when he mentioned having to call a mechanic about his broken grate someone in the audience snorted very loudly lmao (like okay tho...at least it was supposed to break lol)

- When I walked into the theater before the show the first thing I saw was a boy, in his costume shirt but no pants on, running across the stage, doing a leap in the center of it, looking behind him in terror the whole time as if he’s being chased, newsies blasting on his phone; no context or answers

- Benny came out to get his mic with his hair all over the place and covering his eyes like a scene kid, announced he was changing his name to “Bennifer”, then wandered away to throw water bottle across the two fire escapes

- Steven stole like 10 water bottles from the concession stand like what was the plan

- You know today was super hot because this is literally like the first time in like 7 years that I’ve seen Tom in a t-shirt without a flannel over it and it was off-putting

- “Enough” and “Paciencia y Fe” continue to get the loudest applause

- But it was a good audience!!! Not as reactive as last night but they cheered very loudly for everything (And there was a lot of gasping and ‘woooooo’-ing at the act 2 opener where Benny and Nina clearly had sex...why is that so shocking to everyone?)

- Also at the “You’re father said, ‘Usnavi! That’s what we’ll name the baby!’ “/ “It really said US Navy...” part, that got laughs of course but this one man in the audience literally honked. Like a fucking goose. I spent a moment thinking a goose had somehow gotten into the theater. Holy shit.

- Why can’t some audience members,,,,,,shower,

- PIRAGUA GUY ACTUALLY HIT HIS FUCKING NOTE TONIGHT I SCREAMED

- He was huge with the audience too lol

- There was a little girl in the crowd deadass wearing a Communion gown what type of commitment to theater

- Even after all the mics were back to normal fucking Carla’s decided to chill with Satan omfG it was a problem

- Half way thru the show I started #overanalyzing and I’m now having a literal crisis over the life of Sonny de la Vega AND NO ONE HAS THE ANSWERS I REQUIRE SOMEONE GET ME LIN ON LINE ONE

- Can Nina like learn to count because she keeps ending ‘Alabanza’ way too early

- Before the show this random woman snuck in bc she wanted to geek out over the lighting and sound systems it was kinda adorable

- I was trying to get mics on people and Tom was asking me to double check him on random ass mathematical science questions and I was like...do you know Who I Am

- And then he’s like “okay by my calculations we probably won’t set anything on fire with the lights” and honestly??? This boy scares me sometimes

- Why does he have enough lights that him accidentally blowing something up would be a probable scenario oh my God

- There’s a couple kids in the show that go to my old high school so I’ve been seeing like...a lot of audience members that were underclassmen when I was in my senior year and honestly it’s awful

- I don’t know if it’s in the ~actual show~ or just the script we’re using but it only occurred to me tonight that the guy who tries to pick up Vanessa at the club is the same guy she found screwing her boyfriend lmao

- I know more happened but I’m blanking from the sheer stress of this mystery glitch.

- Hopefully the final show tomorrow will go smoothly. Paciencia y Fe(tm)

- (I'm TRYING)

#in the heights #ith vagueblogging 2k17 #musicals #theater #theater problems #molly mumbles

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I wanna be *that* person just once... answer all of the questions

Lmao well if you are gonna be that person you better read my answer to every single one of these questions 😂😂😂 (I’ll leave the ones I’ve already answered)

1.) what’s a song you depict with your childhood? N/A 2.) did you have a memorable childhood pet?

Yeah I had two cats and a border collie ♥️ 3.) have you ever been drunk?

Fuck yes  4.) have you ever tried drugs?

Yup, nothing hardcore tho  5.) have you ever completely regretted what you’ve said?

Pretty much everything that I say 24/7??????? Yeah probably when I told that guy I loved him and he didn’t love me back Ahahah 6.) have you ever made someone cry?

Yeah, though it’s usually from being really funny or making them sad-happy cry  7.) has someone ever made you cry?

All my friends and most of my family  8.) have you ever been in love? if so, describe the moment you knew it? N/A

9.) which came first the chicken or the egg?

Considering I believe in god, I’m gonna go with the chicken.  10.) are you part of the lgbtq+ community? do you support them?

I identify as bi and support all the lgbtq+ community. Everyone deserves to have a support system and find people who are similar and have had similar experiences to them  11.) how many siblings do you have?

Just the one  12.) have you ever been in love with someone you couldn’t love? N/A

13.) are you a good cook?

I like to think so, though the number of dishes I can makes probably wants expanding  14.) what is your favorite tv show?

Omg don’t ask me this 😭😭 Supernatural, Criminal Minds, The OA, 3%, Brooklyn 99, Arrested Development, Broadchurch, Whitechapel, Orphan Black, The Get Down….I have so many and I don’t have a singular favourite!  15.) what is the last movie you cried during?

Idk, probably beauty and the beast (animated version) I always cry watching that 16.) what are songs you’ve cried to when you first heard them? (if any)

Omg a youtuber who does videos mainly taking the piss. Is actually super into music and can sing and I heard a cover he did of a one direction song and cried!  17.) do you have a middle name?

I have two even 😂 18.) have you been out of your country?

Lmao definitely  19.) are you a chocolate fan or not?

Fucking hell yes! I’d die without chocolate tbh  20.) how many people have you kissed?

Maybe 4???? 21.) what is your favorite album?

Forest Hill Drive - J Cole & 4 your eyes only - J Cole  22.) what is your dream car?

Either an Classic American Muscle car or something from a James Bond film 23.) what is your lucky/favorite number?

18 24.) what is your favorite flower?

Forget me nots or baby’s breath (?)

25.) books or movies, why?

Depends, I love books. But I watch way more movies! So probably movies  26.) have you ever been on a blind date?

Nope and wouldn’t be that keen to try 27.) has one of your friends ever backstabbed you?

Yup, should have know they were a snake  28.) have you ever backstabbed one of your friends?

Not purposely, no! 29.) what thing do you symbolize love with?I’m not really sure  30.) do you have neat handwriting?

Depends on what pen I’m using honestly  31.) do you have a friend with benefits?

No ahahahah 32.) do you want a friend with benefits?

It would be cool to try, but I feel as though I wouldn’t be able to cope with it  33.) if you could be anything in the world, what would you be?

Rich 34.) have you ever been blackout drunk?

No, but I’ve had some nights that have been a bit patchy  35.) have you ever met someone famous?

I met the all blacks team once  36.) how many concerts have you been to?

One and going to another in October  37.) which concerts have you been to?

I went to see The Cure and and going to see J Cole soon 🎉 38.) do you have a hidden talent?

I can poke you exactly in the belly button, even if I can’t see where it is  39.) what do you do when you’re stressed?

Sleep, or procrastinate to the point of even more stress  40.) do you think money can buy love?

No 41.) how old would you date?

Well I’m 18, almost 19. So I probably wouldn’t date past 25. 42.) have you ever done something illegal?

Probably  43.) what is your biggest fear?

Being alone  44.) what is an unusual fear you have?

I don’t really have one  45.) can you drive?

Yeah but only in New Zealand  46.) do you believe in supernatural creatures?

For sure  47.) do you believe in karma?

Definitely, I’m just waiting for a few people to get what they deserve  48.) what is one quality you need in your partner?

Humour  49.) do looks matter?

Not particularly, but they definitely help. But in the end it doesn’t matter  50.) does size matter?

Nope, as long as you are happy 51.) who is the last person you forgave?

My best friend for cracking not even 2 days into Junk free June. Something we are suppose to be doing together lmao  52.) what is your favorite ice cream flavor?

Oooooooh! Ben and Jerry’s Peanut Butter Cup or Mint chocolate chip  53.) what languages can you speak besides english?

Unfortunately just English  54.) ever been on a plane?

Yes, I love planes  55.) ever been on a boat?

Yeah!  56.) is there anyone you’ve lost touch with that you wish you hadn’t?

A few people, but it is what it is 57.) are there any friendships you regret?

Surprisingly not that many, but there are a few I wish could have been avoided  58.) are there any friendships you wish you could make?

Probably with my mutuals and a few people I went to high school with who seem really cool! But it’s too late to try and initiate anything now 59.) have you ever stayed awake for 24 (+) hours?

Yes, and like with my 48 hours awake. I died. I love sleep too much  60.) have you ever walked outside after 12 am?

Yeah, to get Maccas and because i was too broke to taxi and it was to late for buses  61.) have you ever seen a sunrise completely through?

Yeah, me and a friend specially got up to watch it! Sat on the room in out sleeping bags to see it!  62.) are you scared of rollercoasters?

Ahahahahah yes but I still love them  63.) on a scale of 1-10 how stressed are you usually?

Currently it’s pretty low probably a 2  64.) do you have any plans this weekend?

Might go clubbing but also might sleep 65.) do you miss anyone right now?

@dysfunctionalgroup 66.) who do you wish you were talking to right now?

I’m already talking to the people I want to be talking to!  67.) if you could have any superpower, what would it be?

Mind Reading 68.) who is your favorite superhero?

At the moment Iron Man and Wonder Woman  69.) are you dirty minded?

Ahahahah yes  70.) what is your favorite song from every decade starting at that 80’s?

Red Red Wine- U2 (80’s)Don’t Speak- No Doubt or Ready or Not- Fugees (all of the 90’s have some good vibes tho so…)Fuck You- Lilly Allen (00’s)Stay with Me- Sam Smith (2010’s)  71.) how many kids, if any, do you want?

2 ideally but I wouldn’t be opposed to more or less 72.) who is your biggest OTP?

DESTIEL  73.) what is your favorite food?

All food  74.) do you want to be married one day?

It would be nice! 75.) dogs or cats?

Both but I probably would go for a cat  76.) do you drink enough water daily?

I drink so much water, I’m currently at about 3 litres a day  77.) have you ever seen a shooting star?

Yeah, they are cool! Sadly none of my wishes have been granted  78.) if you had the opportunity to go to the moon, would you?

I guess  79.) how many best friends do you have?

I think 4????? 80.) when was the last time you cried?Like 2 days ago, I had really bad period cramps  81.) have you ever laughed so hard you peed yourself?

Yes ahahahah, it’s always a major concern of mine! 82.) have you ever made anyone laugh so hard they peed? N/A 83.) if you could travel any where in the world, where would you go?

Well I want to go back to New Zealand, but also really want to go and visit Italy again  84.) what are 3 words you would use to describe yourself?

Funny, Kind and Cuddly  85.) do you consider yourself a loyal person?

I like to think so  86.) what is your favorite season and why?

Summer, I love the heat and the fashion, I like going to the beach and chilling by pool! I like day drinking and being lazy! I like seeing the sun and having long days!  87.) have you ever told anyone you loved them, and didn’t mean it?

Yes, and there are few who I know have done the same back  88.) do you know how to play any instruments?

I can technically play the piano but not very well 89.) do like like falling asleep to music or not?

Depends on my mood and the music  90.) what are you allergic to?

Nothing that I know of 91.) have you ever wanted to be someone else for a day just so you could see what there life is like?

Yeah, anyone famous or rich tbh 92.) if you could be any character from your favorite tv show would you, and if so, who would you be?

I really don’t know 😒 93.) if you could be best friends with any celebrity who would it be and why?

Definitely want to be friends with Rhianna or Chance the Rapper they seem like a lot time honestly! And can’t go wrong with someone who’s always gonna have good music going! But also love to have Misha Collins as a bestie  94.) are you outgoing?

When I want to be!  95.) have you ever wanted to kiss someone, but weren’t brave enough to?

Yes  96.) are you a good flirt?

When I’m not being awkward and putting my foot in my mouth yes!  97.) have you ever been turned down, or have you ever turned anyone down? Yes to both

98.) which planet is your favorite? N/A 99.) are you superstitious?

A little bit but not majorly  100.) are you a good listener?

I think so!  101.) are you a good kisser

I don’t know, probably just average! I don’t get that much practise  102.) would you kiss any of your friends?

All of them!!!!! Well @dysfunctionalgroup and maybe a couple of others who I know wouldn’t take it seriously if I kissed them!

#my asks #answered asks #ask me anything

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