#sorry i’m gonna rant for a hot sec

[ju1cyfru1t]

ROTTMNT x Reader

s/o on their period hcs

Rise! Leo, Raph, Donnie, Mikey x Reader

fluff :D, afab reader, romantic, mentions of blood, MENSTRUATION 🤞, swearing, Leo being stupid 🤌

Leo

- He didn’t know what menstruation was until you told him

- “Wait, wait, wait. Slow down a sec. You’re telling me you BLEED out of your...you know, for a whole week every single month? …and you don’t, like, die?”

- I’m not going to lie to you, he’s a little disgusted. Not by you, but more so the whole bleeding and shedding your uterine lining thing.

- Lowkey hates your period more than you do

- glares at your uterus /hj

- “Uuuuggghhhhh, why does it have to get in the way of everything?” “Hey, don’t blame me! Blame god for that.” “Gods a bit of a dick, if you ask me.”

- If you believe he isn’t going to make period jokes, you are SORELY mistaken

- OF COURSE he’ll come over and cuddle if you ask. He’ll use any excuse he can to see you.

- “I mean, if you really need me that bad-“ “shut the hell up, Leo.” “ok sorry.”

- most likely to piss you off (bc he’s stupid)

- massages your lower stomach and is surprisingly good at it

- watches your fav movies and shows w/ you

- tries to make you laugh so you’ll feel better if you’re not in a good mood or cramping

- agrees with everything you say when you’re ranting about something or someone (he’s scared not to)

- he doesn’t know what the hell a pad is let alone a tampon or menstrual cup

- bust out the water bottle and tampon to show him how it works and he’s gagging

- “oh my god…it gets bigger like that??? In your…oh god-“

- he’s on edge the whole time with your mood swings

- “Must be nice to be a MAN.” “How is that my fault?”

- “it’s OUR period, babe. Uter-US.”

Raph

- terrified

- he can hear you bleeding

- “what’s a uterus?” JK JK JK (maybe)

- he also didn’t know what a period is, and still doesn’t really, fully understand after you explain but still supportive nonetheless

- “you shed your uterine what now?”

- “Right, right…and you bleed out of where?…OH-“

- he just really doesn’t get how you deal with it all

- he knows you’re in pain, bleeding, and uncomfortable. that’s all he needs to know to not like it at all.

- he is SPRINTING 🏃‍♀️ to get you whatever you need (frantically)

- pain killers? chocolate? hot tea? a heating pad? a pad/tampon? to be held? don’t even worry, Raph’s getting it for you.

- he would reach into a pit of burning hot coal and crush them into diamonds if you asked him to

- if you have them, your mood swings are making him nervous

- “Raphael, stop staring at me like that.” “sorry.”

- will be your shoulder to cry on and just listen if you need to rant (even if you’re being unreasonable)

- offers to let you hold his teddy bears for support

- you want him to come over? he’s knocking on your window not even 5 minutes later. you want to go over? of course! you want to be alone? no problem, just let him know if you need him.

- he really just can’t stand to see you in pain or sad. (or angry)

- “I know it hurts…it’s ok, Raph’s got you.”

- asks April for advice

Donnie

- Obviously he at least knows what a period is, just not all the gory details. Who do you take him for? Leo?

- He does his research when he starts dating you so he can be prepared

- He’s really trying not to think about the fact that you bleed 24/7 for a week every month of every year. All that blood- he just can’t do it. It’s not by any means a comfortable subject for him.

- Being comforting is not his strong suit, but he tries his best (sort of)

- keeps some extra pads and tampons in his lab for you (and April) if disaster ever struck

- also has a stash of pain killers (big forehead = big headaches JK I LOVE HIM I SWEAR)

- tracks your cycle. and dreads the couple of days leading up to and of your period.

- ^ “By the way, ugh…you’re gonna start menstruating tomorrow.”

- Yes, he refers to it only as menstruation.

- “Don’t be like that, Y/N.” “Be like WHAT?” “Wait, no..that’s not what- I didn’t mean- please don’t cry-“

- he is stressing

- ^ “Y/N, I can’t know what you want unless you tell me!”

- makes hot tea for you

- claims he could come up with and invent something to “take away all your pain” but tbh I wouldn’t trust that if I were you

- pats and rubs your back for support w/ cramps

- “Donnie, it hurts so baaaaad.” “Shhh, I know it does. Just relax.”

- massages your lower stomach pt.2 not as surprisingly, he is good at it but he’s just skilled with his hands in general (NOT IN A FREAKY WAY YOU FREAKS)

- He will 100% come over and lay with you in your bed if that’s what you ask for

- Sigh. Will let you cuddle in his bed if you swear on your mother you’re not going to leak on him or his bed

- Asks April for advice (poor April)

Mikey

- BEST BF EVER <333

- Has heard of menstruation (mostly misinformation), but he’s never had to worry about it until you started dating

- will let you explain exactly what it is and why it happens

- “Wait- a whole week?! You don’t just bleed it all out at once?” my sweet, sweet boy

- very sympathetic and open about it. He can’t deny it’s a little icky, but it’s your body’s natural function and it’s not like you can help it at all so he’s very understanding

- recognizes your PMS very well. whether you get really irritable, energetic, emotional, etc.

- after the first couple cycles he sees you go through, he starts to be able to read your needs to some extent

- cooks and bakes for you 👩‍🍳 really anything you’re craving as long as it’s within reason

- holds you anywhere and any way you want him to

- it’s like he can feel your pain

- “Shhhhh, it’s ok. I understand.” “..no, you don’t.” “you’re right.”

- gets you pain killers if you need some

- pretty good at handling your mood swings

- If you’re a crier on your monthly (like me) he wipes away your tears :(

- “Let it out, Y/N. You’re ok, I’m right here.”

- makes care packages for you with your favorite things (snacks, drinks, feminine products, stuffed animals, heating pads, etc.)

- if he comes to your house, he’ll offer to run a warm bath for you and wait for you to be done

- not necessarily scared, but definitely a little more careful with his choice of words towards you

- actually the sweetest I love him sm

- watching movies and shows if you don’t feel like getting up. or even just laying with you if you don’t feel like do anything but sleeping

- he’s very proud of himself for taking care of you

- “you’re the best, Mikey, thank you.” “Yeah, I know.”

[theswampghost]

sometimes, in theatre, you meet the most delightful people. other times, you meet living incarnations of the game of thrones finale.

[starglewcrossing]

today I helped my mom and my grandpa (her dad) move a new tv into his hoarders old folk apartment and move his giant, ancient impossibly heavy tube tv out. it was total disaster, tv almost crushes frail gpa cause he thinks he is young and can move it himself :( tube almost crushes me, smooshes multiple fingers many times, smooshes moms finger so bad it swells up and turns purple immediately.

why am I telling my gaming blog of this? because while trying to find out exactly how fucking heavy this monster was I stumble into the professional/nostalgic collection of these stupid heavy tvs, that almost ended the lives of 3 generations in less than 3 hours, for CLASSIC GAMING 😭 I saw what I’m assuming was a highly desired one going for $200+?!

anyway today truly ranked in my top 10 worst days on my 25 years alive so far and I can currently feel my body becoming sore from dead lifting that fucker off the ground with my mom as my grandpa don’t offer us any water or say thanks when we’re done 💔

[neoheros]

sneaking out headcanons feat. gym 3 squad ♡ — also this is all gonna be set in an au before or without the quarantine, so don’t leave your house please!! social distancing is important and people are dying!!

kuroo tetsuro

listen LISTEN

sneaking out is terrible and you should never do it because it’s dangerous and risky

and you as the woke and understanding gen z that you are definitely respected that

but , BUT , BUUUUT !

the minute your boyfriend snapped you a photo of him in his car with him rubbing his tired eyes captioned “couldn’t sleep, dreamt of u”

your morals were OUT THE WINDOW and now it was your turn >:// !!!

kuroo: i know it’s 4 am but what’re the chances you’d hop out for a quick trip to chick-fil-a 👉👈

you, purposely taking two minutes to reply: why are you still awake

kuroo, who knows you like the back of his hand: babe don’t lie to me, it’s embarrassing for the both of us x

so you agree !! because it was kuroo, the love of your life, the man you’d simp for, and he’s paying for food so hell fricken yeah

you throw on a hoodie, lock your doors, fluff up the bed to make it look like someone was sleeping in it just in case and you gently make your way towards your window

due to personal reasons, you want to pass away

you suddenly remember why you hated sneaking out and boy — the food kuroo was buying you better be worth it

the only way you were actually gonna get down from your two story house that idiotically doesn’t have a roof ledge was if you grab onto the tv satellite that latched by the sill

from your window you see kuroo’s car parked by the trash cans near your house and he’s got his windshield down signaling at you

mfer pulled out his phone from his pocket and waved as he zooms closer to your figure and he SMILED ?

you were in a dilemma?? and he had the audacity???? the fricken audacity???

kuroo, snapping you the vid he took: babe please you’re so cute you look like a tiny gremlin

you: had me in the first half, not gonna lie

it was a MOMENT for you !! but you just say what the hell and go for it anyways because you only live once apparently and sneaking out with your boyfriend at 4 am was better than sleeping

you grab onto the satellite ridge and you pray for mercy that it doesn’t make a sound or loosen up because if anyone found out you were doing this it was definitely kuroo’s ass on the line

while you’re struggling to get down, kuroo’s just in the car ??? laughing his ass off at your current state and you swear that he’s still taking photos

you get down on the cement safely and instead of him pulling up closer to your drive way naaaah he makes you walk to where he was at 😤

you, getting in the car: if i dump you by the end of tonight, just know that the only reason why i didn’t do it sooner is because i wanted food

kuroo, putting on your seatbelt: we’ll get back together in the morning, i’m not worried

so the two of you make your way to chick-fil-a, get food via drivethru and eat in the parking lot with the doors open and the windows down

he still looks very tired and before you even realize it it’s already 6 in the morning

you catch him yawn every few minutes and he always reassures you that he didn’t mind staying up this late :(

he’s baby

kuroo: lets get you home, are you gonna dump me yet?

you, kissing his cheek: no, i kinda love you

kuroo, less sleepy with a lazy smile on his face: aha simp

tsukishima kei

bro if you think he’s a goody two shoes boy who won’t ask you to sneak out at like 2 in the morning , you are so wrong

canonically, he is the most devious and logical character in the entire anime and if he wants to go out with you before the crack of dawn — he fricken will !!

he’s gonna be so sly about it too, nah, he gon make you think it’s your idea to sneak out

tsukki, texting you a tiktok of homemade shrimp rotini at 2:35 am: look what yamaguchi sent me

yamaguchi, who fell asleep three hours ago and absolutely is not in any state to send tiktoks:

so you’re there like ??????

bruv you were just tryna scroll through your twitter feed in peace, why the hell would he send you that like that’s so uncool

because now you were sleep deprived and hungry

you, close to tears: does your house in hell have a pool or

tsukishima, unnerved: i don’t like the concept of swimming

he’s gonna go on about how he didn’t realize what he did and how he’s kinda sorry for waking your hunger but you weren’t born yesterday !! you smelled BS !!

so you facetime him, ready to go off on how unsorry he is and you can already imagine the shit eating grin he must’ve had on

he answers after three rings and he’s in a MFING yellow hoodie with the dinosaur print in the middle, his hair neatly tucked and you just know that he’s got his keys on his fingertips

you, defeated: i’ve been played

tsukishima, heading out the front door: i deny all accusations

you’re not even upset though because this was a perfect opportunity to try the stability of your roof ledge and tbh? who wasn’t unreasonably hungry at 3 am

turns out climbing out your window was harder than you thought and you may or may not have gotten two new bruises on your wrist just by trying

safe to assume that you fell on your ass and since the universe has a particular hatred towards you, your boyfriend arrived at the perfect time to witness all of it

tsukishima: how are you gonna kiss me when you’re too busy kissing the ground

you, tears on your cheeks: if i wanted a bully instead of a boyfriend i would’ve SAID SO

when you get in his car, the first thing he does is ask if you’re okay though and he’s checking your wrists and hands for any scratches or bleeding because 🥺

tsukki: you’re such a clumsy idiot what the hell

tsukki, kicking down the pavement when you’re not paying attention: 💢🪓

you guys end up going to numerous places because most of the drivethrus in town were already closed

you see him get tired behind the steering wheel and you almost have the urge to offer to drive but you didn’t really feel like crashing his car any day soon so

you: lets just head to starbucks hm? get some coffee?

tsukishima, feeling bad because he knows you wanted to get food: we don’t have to

you, in love with him: if you say no i will willingly walk all the way to starbucks by myself , what , you think i won’t do it

so you guys go there and order a couple double shot espressos with a side of scones and muffins and the entire time you’re just trying not to shiver because name one starbucks you’ve been to that hasn’t been unreasonably cold huh i dare you

he notices this and he gives you his hoodie and ITS JUST THE SOFTEST THING OKAY BECAUSE HE’S COLD TOO BUT HE JUST WANTS YOU WARM

you: i knew it, you love me too huh 😌

tsukishima: unfortunately so

akaashi keiji

AKAASHI IS LEGALLY THE BEST BOYFRIEND IN THE WORLD !!

like he cannot be a bad boyfriend ?? it’s impossible for him to be so ?????? he’s just built that way ????

he’s the ultimate mixture of respect and self love , god was just like “let’s make this one perfect !!”

he’s DRIPPING in love each other juice and he eats kindness for breakfast so ha !

he physically cannot say no to you because he flat out adores you

( except when he feels like you’re wrong or being irrational to which he’ll politely correct you and educate you because that’s on what? that’s on having a healthy relationship ♡ )

so when you hit him up at 5:23 in the morning after a series of tiktoks that he has yet to see and react to you about, he’s kinda alarmed

but then again he’s also not ?? because let’s face it, at this point, he’s used to you spamming his inbox

the last thing you sent him two minutes ago was a text saying “bro just imagine this: you and me at a maccas drivethru with two oreo flurry’s and a box of 20 piece chicken nuggets — immaculate”

and you didn’t really expect him to reply?

it was five am and you were absolutely shit talking but when you saw his face time status go online you were just like ?????

akaashi, snapping you a pic of him under his covers with very tired eyes: it’s 5:27 am

you, sending him back a photo of you and the 2000 piece puzzle you spent the last two hours doing: that’s not a no 💅

he doesn’t reply and you’re not really upset by it because he probably just fell asleep and that was really cute to you so !!

but then two minutes later he’s facetiming you and you JUMP at the sudden ringing

he’s all tired and his voice is groggy and tight but he’s still smiling as he says “i’ll see you in ten”

YOU ARE !!!! PUMPED !!!!!

you won the boyfriend lottery , holy hell

now the only thing keeping you from seeing your man and the mcdonald’s sign was the eleven foot gap between your window and the solid concrete

you’d usually take the stairs but you just know that your mom would absolutely murder you for trying to sneak out when you should be asleep 💆‍♀️

it was either climbing out by clawing through the pipes or not being able to give akaashi a hug and you were not gonna let that second one happen

akaashi, after reading your two paragraph rant on how unnatural it was for your window to be that high: please be careful

you, haven’t slept in 32 hours: screw careful ! i embody elegance !!

in which elegance was screaming every time your pipes squeaked because dear mercy you did not want to die yet

akaashi, who just pulled up your drive way and is now seeing you almost fall to the ground:

you, on the verge of tears: please catch me

AND he does 🥺

it was a close call and he barely even made it to you when you chose to let go but HE DID ANYWAYS

you kinda fell on him rather than landing smoothly in his arms but that’s okay you were just glad you didn’t die

when you both get in his car, he just takes a hot sec to dust you off and ask if you’re okay and he’s so concerned please tell him you’re fine

he’s such a baby please i can’t believe this shit

the two of you end up in a mcdonald’s parking lot with doja cat blaring on the radio and you guys do your best to hold back your laughter as you eat

it was pretty cold and the sun was rising but honestly you couldn’t find the urge to care since the moment just felt so surreal

you: i’m sorry for waking you btw 🥺

akaashi, showing you his new lock screen which is the picture he took of you when he first saw you climb out the window:

you: i’m less sorry

bokuto koutaro

BOYFRIEND OF THE MFING YEAR

i accept no arguments, go cry about it

i literally don’t care what anyone has to say, bokuto is the only man ever ? he’s so deserving of every right on earth i’ll cry

the way that this is the third night in a row he’s stayed up til 4 am and he’s not even alarmed about it

like at this point he’s just accepted that he is nocturnal and that’s that on that !

before he actually had the idea to ask you to sneak out for him, he debated whether or not it was worth it

you needed sleep and you barely got any so when he knew you were resting he absolutely refused to message you :(

but then he also thought about how you would love to have a large dunkin iced coffee right now

and he was already getting ready for his morning fix so why not just ask harmlessly?

if you weren’t going to respond then he’d be okay with that because he knew that you were resting well

but if you were going to answer his consecutive texts with a positive reply then HE IS 🥺 over the moon

you, barely awake: can we get a venti triple shot latté instead , my caffeine tolerance is SHOT

bokuto, snapping you back within a minute: babe you are delusional if you think i’m gonna let you drink that

so it’s 5 am and your parents are in the other room asleep but you know that their jobs start pretty early so you had to get a move on

your room wasn’t that high from the ground to be honest, so you weren’t really worried about falling off

what you were worried about was how dizzy and out of depth the melatonin gummies made you because in order to fall asleep you took 3 and now that you basically forced yourself out of a self induced coma, your body was on the verge of passing away

bokuto tells you that he doesn’t mind if you’re not up for the trip and he’d just bring you back your coffee BUT NAH

you’re not a quitter 🤬 you miss your boyfriend and you are gonna do whatever it takes to spend some quality morning time with him !!!!!

so you throw on a proper outfit, make your way through your window and gently do your best to refrain from yelping every time your hand would slip from the railing that’s keeping your balance

bokuto, pulling up seeing you on your roof: you’re so strong 🥺👉👈

you, barely alive: all for you baby ❤️

he helps you get down from where you stood and he had the prettiest smile on earth i SWEAR when you immediately sank in his cold chest

he apologizes for making you sneak out like that BUT NUH UH YOU DO NOT LET HIM

he is a gift !!! and you knew how tired he must’ve been too since he kept yawning but he still took the time and energy to pick you up 🥺

he fastens your seatbelt in the car and puts the windows up because he knew that the air would get in your face and you didn’t like that

he even brought you a spare hoodie of his because he remembered how much you swooned over this particular fabric

bokuto: we’ll get you some coffee but you can sleep while i drive, ok babe?

you, trying not to cry: are you single because i really want to kiss you

bokuto, kissing your cheek: i’m dating someone i’m sorry

[txdoroki]

Hello ^^~

May I request Todoroki, Bakugo, Midoriya and Denki's reaction to the readers confession? In which they also have a crush on the reader? 💜

hi! yes ofc,, sorry it took so long for me to get back to you! been busy >,<

since it’s so long it’ll be under the cut :^

include todoroki, bakugou, midoriya, denki, kirishima :P 

might do a pt 3, lmk what characters yall wanna see ^-^

part 2 has been done

words: 1696

not edited btw i wrote this at 4am lmk if something doesnt make sense and i’ll fix it ahhhhhhhhhh

todoroki would be like 0-0 the entire time.

“hey todoroki, wanna go out on a date with me? we could go to the movies or wherever, it’s your choice,” you smiled up at him while he walked beside you, carrying both of your bags of schoolwork and books while he stared off at the road in front of you both.

he had always made an effort to do small, caring things for you. he’d hold the door, carry your books, or walk you home after school among many other things. you didn’t think much of it, you’d both been friends for a while, so you figured he was just being kind. no, no that wasn’t it.. he was just bad at showing he wanted to be more than just kind. more than just your friend from a while ago.

he was taken aback by your question, and internally cursed at himself for not asking you weeks ago. 

“um, todoroki?” you softly shook his arm when he seemed to have zoned out on the ground, but your bright smile didn’t fade. he adored that from you, he loved how eager you were to spend time with him. to talk with him. to try and learn about him. to do anything at all with him. you were so sweet and understanding, always. 

“oh, yeah sure,” he nodded at you, glancing down at you from sheer nervousness that you’d be laughing at him. that it’d be a prank. 

when you picked up on how on the edge he seemed to be, you leaned into him a bit, a goofy attempt at ensuring you wanted to go and it wasn’t a forced thing.

“you know, i’ve liked you for a while,” you grinned at him, winking when you saw his eyes quickly flash between content and joy. 

“me too,”

bakugou would be like ??!??!?!?!?!?!!???!?!!? who???? me??!?!?!?!?!!?? how??!?!?!?!?!?! screaming internally but on the outside like duhhhh

“hey, bakugou, i have a crush on you, by the way,” you whispered in his ear from behind the beanbag chair he was seated in. him and denki were in the middle of a wii tennis match, mina, sero, and kirishima all focusing on it to see who won.

“what? fucking dumbass, hold on a sec,” he scoffed when you ran your hair through his hair, ruffling it while he tried batting your hand away with his free one.

he tried to maintain focus on the match, lowkey trying to impress you with him winning. it was difficult, his mind kept drifting off to you and your cute face and your cute- back to the game, he’s gotta win. for you. after what felt like forever, he finally won, then dragged you out of denki’s dorm.

 “ooo sneaky link?” you heard mina giggle, and the three boys that remained in the dorm roared with laughter.

it got louder when bakugou screamed over his shoulder as he took you by the hand away from the dorm, “fuck off, extra, hell no,”

once you were both out of earshot he smirked, “so, you think i’m hot?” he rolled his eyes when you giggled and nodded, and a blush covered both of your faces, “well, you’re okay, i guess,”

“so when’s the date?” you smiled at him, chuckling when he pulled out his phone to check his fucking calendar app. such an old man.

after a few seconds, he pulled up a date on his phone and turned it to you. only a week from then.. ”february 14,” he winked at you and walked away, not even turning back, “see you at the dorm, dumbass,”

midoriya would be like  ≧◉◡◉≦

“all might’s spot as the top hero will not be easily passed by endeavor, or anyone else. he’s great for many reasons, would you like to hear them?” he only paused for a second, turning his head to see your amused nod before immediately continuing, “well first of all his quirk is-”

“midoriya, i wanna date you, if you want,” you interrupted and slowly put a hand on his arm, softly smiling at him.

“huh?” the small sentence shook him from his ranting, and he turned his entire body to look at you. your cheeks heated from the disoriented stare he gave you. he was that shaken up by something you’d said? “really?” 

“yes, of course. you’re very handsome and very passionate and ve-”

“yeah of course i’ll date you, thank you, y/n,” he kissed your forehead before turning back to the school hallway, ignoring the excited giggles of his classmates, “okay, so all might’s quirk is obvi....” his mind started wandering to how excited he was at the thought of dating you. it was a dream come true. “oh, sorry, so his quirk is obviously very good for hero w-”

“midoriya, can we go to your dorm after school?” you interrupted him again, smiling sweetly at him. sometimes it was difficult for him to not talk about heroes and all about them all, but you understood and tried helping out with other things.

“oh, of course, sweetie.. hah, can i call you sweetie? or would you prefer just y/n?” he began going on and on about the different things he wanted to call you if you were comfortable, not stopping until you grabbed his wrist and dragged him to both of yours next bell. 

ugh, calculus.

denki is like oh.? hehehehehehehehe 

you were sprawled out on your best friend’s bed, laying starfish on your back as you huffed about how frustrated and annoying today was. although you held back the most important part. it was especially frustrating how much you adored him. the good ole denki kaminari. you had these feelings for quite a while, trying your best not to confess. i mean, he was a class flirt, he wouldn’t like you back, right?

nah. he hadn’t flirted with anyone other than you in months. and you were the only one that didn’t pick up on it. 

“c’mon, y/n, i know you aren’t telling the full story. say what’s on your mind,” denki lightly ran his fingers up and down your right leg. it tickled but not enough to be uncomfortable. 

“i can’t,” you groaned, giggling when he rolled his eyes and persisted, saying no matter what he wouldn’t tell anyone.

“if you tell me, i’ll give you five bucks, y/n,” he chuckled when you sighed and finally nodded. when you sat up, he turned so you could tell he was listening to what you had to say.

“fine, but only for the money,” you giggled, “i uh.. i’ve been interested in you for a really long time now.. but i understand if you don-” 

wait what

he kissed you, moving his hand up to cup your cheek. your eyes slowly closed, leaning into his touch.

holy shit he kissed you???

when you were let go, your cheeks felt burning hot.

“denk-”

he kissed you again, and you melted into it. it felt like fireworks, euphoria filling your body.

“so does this mean you like me back?” you nervously played with your hands, trying your best to disregard the harsh red blush that was thrown on your face.

“well, duh, took ya long enough,” he chuckled, brushing some of your hair out of your face.

you cried out when you heard the click of his phone camera, and went to hide yourself.

“awe you look so beautiful, y/n. can’t wait to brag about you, baby,” he winked at you, typing something into his phone.

later that day you checked snapchat and saw on his private story the photo of you plus a caption, it read, 

“they finally realized, big dummy. y/n if you see this, you’re lucky you’re a good kisser ;)”

you shook your head and ran to his dorm, pounding on the door. you were gonna beat him up.

kirishima is a big ole softie duhhh everyone knows this. he best boy, no arguing!!

you sighed as kirishima held you to his chest, the lovely feeling of your growing feelings for him hummed in your chest. you had tried hard to push it back, how would that work out? would he reciprocate? was this only platonic?

“are you alright, y/n?” he whispered into your neck when he heard the sigh, trying to hide the deep red hue on his cheeks from you.

you both had agreed not to catch feelings for each other, fine at first with just cuddles and sweet compliments. no specific ties to the affections, just a way for the both of you to feel loved. an ideal thing to have, except that both of you were slowly breaking the agreement. 

you both ached for each other, but neither of you wanted to be the first to admit it. it was simply too risky.

“y-yeah, sorry, just thinking,”

“awe, no need to be sorry, pumpkin, what’s that pretty brain of yours thinking of?” he ran his fingers through your hair, appreciating the shivers of content that had you moving a small bit in his hold.

when you didn’t respond, he cocked an eyebrow, wondering if you hadn’t heard him or if you just chose to be quiet.

“pebble, what’re you thinking about?” he asked again, gently running his hand up and down your arm.

too deep in your thoughts to actually comprehend you were saying this out loud and not in your head, you whispered, “i wanna date you, i don’t want this to be just platonic. i need to be with you, kiri,”

“oh? you need to?” he smirked, chuckling when your eyes widened as you realized you had actually said that out loud, “well, if it’s a need.. i can make it happen, of course,”

“w-wait what?”

“you said you need to be with me, you weren’t lying, were you?” you slowly shook your head no, avoiding his gaze that bore into your skin, “let’s do that then, how’s that sound, pumpkin?”

“good,” you smiled into his chest, trying to move your hand to your arm to pinch you. were you dreaming?

you weren’t, this was real.

the man you’d liked for a while liked you back, oh hell yeah.

[11queensupreme11]

First things first I HOPE UR HAVING FUN AT DINSEY LAND (unless ur back-) second of all the newest chapter😨😨 man idk who to feel more bad for sanyu or hime but I’m opting for hime at the moment at least miss gurl has been through so much first of all are we gonna ignore what would happen between hime and sanyu if hime had like a personality like her scumbag of a father man I don’t even want to know how would hime react to to her mother and basically her feelings like would she dismiss it? Would she be mad? Can’t really blame my girl sanyu for her reaction for obvious reasons AND third of all first I break our heart and then NO MEMES 😨😨😨 U ARE MEANER THAN A DOLPHIN 😤😤😤 (hime possessed me for a sec sorry about that one bro)

Sanyu fr fr

IM BACK!!! Lemme just rant about my trip for a lil bit—

First off, LA... is HOT. Ofc, I already knew this but omg... experiencing it was something else. Contrary to popular belief, not all of California’s super sunny. I live in the Bay Area and the weather’s usually pretty cool even during summer time so I was not ready for the LA heat 😭 I felt like I was trapped in an oven and I literally refused to go out for bathroom breaks during the drive there because it was sooooo hottttt 😭😭😭

Hotel was great though, but there was a freaky black mold problem that I spotted on my ceiling so my mom pulled an “I’d like to speak to a manager 🙂” and we were able to switch to a better, breathable room 

Any KPOP fans? My cousin’s obsessed with KPOP and took us to this korean-centered mall called The Source OC and there’s a loooot of kpop related stuff there (there was a whole store dedicated to all kinds of kpop merch too) and I even got some pretty good beauty stuff from the shops there (korean beauty products are 😩👌)

Anyways, now onto Disneyland... It was.... so hot..... so agonizing.... I drank like five bottles of water within an hour and my head felt like it was on fire even though I wore a goddamn hat 😭 bought a lot of stuff though and went on some fun rides at least 😍

OKAY IM DONE WITH THE RANT! 

Sanyu and Hime’s dynamic would be sooooo different if Mizuhime was a yadere like the rest of her fam

Sanyu would not love Mizuhime if that was the case. But she would never make her true feelings known out of fear of punishment so she would most likely pretend to love Mizuhime instead. 

However, outsiders would be able to tell that Sanyu isn’t really as close with her daughter because while she would smile and be a lil affectionate, her smiles would be tight, her interactions with Hime would be minimal, and she’s not really attentive to her daughter’s needs. Sanyu would be more fake and distant tbh and I can’t really blame her for it...

She’d probably hate her daughter and see her as a monster because not only does she look like Susanoo (with her blue hair and eyes), but she’s just as awful as him and the rest of the Uchiumi Clan 😔

[bowie-boy]

Favorite LGBT+ headcanons for X-Files characters? Mine is that pretty much every main F.B.I. agent(including Krycek) is either bisexual or asexual(or both)! :)

This has been in my inbox for months and I keep forgetting about it I’m so sorry but TODAY IS THE DAY!!!! Happy TDOV Fox and @himbo-mulder (this is my response to your ask too)

LGBTQ X-Files Headcanons Because Someone Asked

Fox Mulder:

Bi and trans icon

The first person he told was Samantha

She accepted him immediately as her big brother and told him he should name himself Fox (it was her favorite animal at the time)

He was going to make his name William Mulder Jr. up until she disappeared, in which he actually decided to make his first name Fox (he misses her 🥺)

Came out to his parents sometime in high school, both took it badly

Bill was hella transphobic—he was already pretty shitty to Mulder but this added a whole new layer to it

Teena was more passive aggressive about it but still made withering comments about how she “lost two daughters now”

Some high school friends (*chants* PHOEBE AND GIMBLE PHOEBE AND GIMBLE) helped Mulder start T and change his legal name on government documents before he left for Oxford

Mulder wanted to go stealth while he was there but came out to Phoebe

When they broke up, she outed him to everyone

Things got so bad that he almost dropped out

Mulder joined the FBI, excited at the prospect of knowing no one and being able to go exclusively by his last name

He was somewhat happy of his solitude in the basement—no one really looked into him past his spooky nature, so no one could find out he was trans

Since Samantha, Scully was the first person who was truly accepting of who he really was

Got top surgery sometime before Colony

Definitely fell in love with Scully right after reading her profile skrjnwkdjwka

Mulder and Krycek were definitely an item for a hot sec until Krycek went evil

Mulder is 500% faithful to Scully but kinda had a crush on Doggett for a little bit

Mulder just wants to be a better dad than Bill 🥺🥺🥺

Mulder helped Byers realize he was trans!!! More on that later though

Dana Scully:

A bi queen

Definitely experimented in college and had a couple girlfriends there and through med school

Ending up breaking up with a girl she was really close with because Scully’s job was just putting too much strain on their relationship

It was really hard on her and made her swear off serious relationships for a long time

She thought Mulder was adorable from the moment she saw him but was really scared of actually developing feelings for him so she pushed it down

And kept pushing it down until she finally realized Mulder was never going to hurt her and actually let him in

I’m just ranting about MSR now oops

100% faithful to Mulder but thought Reyes was super hot

Scully is just a distinguished bi idk what else to say

Walter Skinner:

You can’t adopt THAT MANY LGBT agents if you’re not LGBT yourself, right?

Definitely bisexual

Grew up in a really conservative family and didn’t even consider it an option until he moved out

Skinner was attracted to a lot of guys in his squad in Vietnam but he thought it was just because there were no women around

(Spoiler alert: it wasn’t)

Skinner fell in love with John “Kitten” James and he fell hard

Absolutely did everything possible to protect that man

He was terrified of his feelings though and pushed them down, eventually starting to resent his best friend for making him feel things he couldn’t understand

When Kitten got infected by that gas, Skinner put his values over the man he loved, not just because he thought it was the right thing to do, but because he was terrified that he might be bi

He has regretted it ever since

Married his wife after the war and had a pretty good relationship until he became too consumed with his work

Their breakup was really hard on him and he delved even more into his work

Sometime after Avatar (maybe by season 5 or 6), Skinner meets a really lovely man and that man becomes his boyfriend

It’s really hard at first, but the guy helps Skinner to open up and allow himself to be okay with who he really is

They make time for each other outside of work and are really happy together!

Skinner’s boyfriend is 100% okay with the fact that Skinner has basically adopted all these agents

Skinner is everyone’s dad!!! No exceptions

John Byers:

Trans man!!!!

Discovered it pretty late in life, like he knew earlier but he Repressed it

First person he ever came out to was Mulder (as in my fic 😌)

Lots of internalized transphobia in this man but Mulder and the Lone Gunmen really helped him break out of that

Langly and Frohike obviously went with him to get his first T shot and chanted “MAN JUICE” while it happened (scaring a lot of the nurses)

Met Susanne before he transitioned so seeing her again in Three of a Kind was a little terrifying for him

She accepts him though and is a bi icon herself

Byers wears suits so much because they make him feel really validated

Ringo Langly:

Non-binary and gay!! Langly uses any pronouns (gonna stick to he/him for this list to keep things simple though)

Grew up pretty unaware about gender as a whole, just living his life

Moving away from home to a city was huge for him, he started going to gay bars and really realized that he was gay

Eventually started to experiment with his gender, using different pronouns etc., and found out he was non-binary!

Came out to Frohike shortly after learning Frohike was bi (more on that later)

Goes by Ringo because it’s somewhat gender neutral

He isn’t dysphoric very often but when he is it’s very hard for him to cope, Byers and Frohike are always there to support him and help however possible though

Langly gets way more dates than Frohike and loves to brag about it

Melvin Frohike:

We stan one funky little bi king

HE WAS AT STONEWALL I’LL DIE ON THIS HILL

Frohike had a mega crush on Mulder when he first met him and it persisted all the way until he met Scully

And then when he met Doggett he crushed on him too

Frohike is just kind of a hopeless romantic okay I love him

Absolutely bonds with Scully and they always debate which celebrity is hotter while they get more and more drunk

John Doggett

GAY MAN

Doggett was really repressed for a lot of his life, not because he thought his family would hate him for being gay but mostly because of his environment

(He was a drama kid though)

The military REALLY repressed him and thoroughly fucked him up

It wasn’t until he met Reyes that he started to accept himself more

At first Reyes being a lesbian totally freaked him out and he was really upset, leading to a huge strain on their friendship, but one night he broke down and told her he was pretty sure he was gay

Reyes really helped him through everything, especially his divorce from his wife and the loss of his son

Doggett eventually came out to his dad, who was super accepting

It took Doggett a long time to be comfortable enough to date but he started and met a really great guy, one who he’s now married to

One day he mentioned his boyfriend in passing and the rest of the Spooky Squad totally flipped out because they had no idea he was gay

Doggett just straight-faced “I didn’t think it was relevant?”

Sings musical theater songs in the office when no one else is there

Monica Reyes:

A lesbian

There isn’t a straight bone in her body have you SEEN her???

Absolutely crushed on Scully for the longest time at first, totally backed off when she realized she was involved with Mulder

Total mlm/wlw solidarity with Doggett

Reyes is super comfortable with her sexuality

I’m convinced that she’s married and she and her wife live in the same neighborhood as Doggett and his husband

Running out of brain power at this point but I just love her so much??? Mwah

Alex Krycek:

Gay rat

Everything he did against Mulder and Scully was fueled by spite at his ex-boyfriend Mulder

Daddy issues

Sometimes he breaks into TLG’s base and vibes with them for a few days

Rat (affectionate)

Deep Throat:

Gay :)

Bonus: Melissa Scully is a trans lesbian and Samantha Mulder is bisexual and they’re dating

[saeyoungs-sunflower]

Hello!! I like your hc so much! So i was wondering can i request the rfa+v, and saeran with an mc who is really insecure with her body so she starve herself on accident? If you’re not comfortable than you don’t have to!! Thank you tho :)

Hey there! Thank you so much, I’m glad you enjoy them😊I hope it’s okay but I mainly left out the eating part/made it brief. I’m really sorry, it’s just a bit of a delicate topic for me to write about but I really hope it’s still okay for you.

Just a reminder that it’s okay to feel insecure, but remember that you are not defined by your insecurities. I also don’t believe that there is one definition of beautiful, nor do I believe that thinking you are beautiful is vain or arrogant. Please be kind to yourselves, and if you are going through a rough patch with your body image or self-love, then I sincerely hope this can be a comfort for you and, if you can, I encourage you to reach out to someone or talk to a professional. My DMs are always open, if you ever need a chat or to rant then I’m here to listen. You are welcome and loved here💛

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RFA with an insecure MC

Zen:

❤︎ now, if you’ve done his route, then you know that this man understands

❤︎ and we also know that his looks are very important to him, so he completely acknowledges your feelings and in no way invalidates them

❤︎ but that being said, this man worships your body

❤︎ if you guys weren’t together he would be the best wing man because he LOVES to praise you and lift you up, even if you aren’t feeling particularly insecure

❤︎ you got a new outfit? “YES GIRL YOU WORK IT” you do your makeup different? “YOU ARE SO TALENTED AND ARTISTIC YES” you’re in your sweats and your hair’s a mess you feel totally gross? “THAT’S MY GIRL RIGHT THERE WOW YOU ARE GLORIOUS”

❤︎ he’s very vocal about his love for you and his love for your body

❤︎ sometimes it can be a bit embarrassing and usually comments on your appearance can make you feel uncomfortable/self-conscious, but for some reason when he does it it gives you a lil confidence boost <3

❤︎ we’re no stranger to the fact that he is hot as fuck

❤︎ honestly makes a little mad like who gave you the audacity to look like that hMMM?

❤︎ so when you first started going out, your confidence plummeted

❤︎ and it didn’t help that, whilst the majority of his fans loved you and loved the relationship, there were a few that really got to you

❤︎ they would post some not very nice comments about you on the forum

❤︎ they were just jealous fanatics, but you didn’t know that and took what they said to heart

❤︎ you started working out a lot after that, probably a bit too much

❤︎ Zen picked up on this, and he was all for exercising with you but bbygirl you’re over doing it and you really don’t seem to be enjoying it

❤︎ so he decides to teach you how to dance!!!!

❤︎ that way, you still get the endorphins from exercise, but you also learn a great skill which gives you loads of confidence because guess what!!! you’re a natural and you look gorgeous when you dance!!!!

❤︎ teaches you that working out doesn’t necessarily need to be done for aesthetic purposes, and you can have loads of fun with your boo whilst you do it!

Yoosung:

★ bit like Zen, he kinda understands how you feel

★ he often expressed it in the chatroom that he was jealous of Zen’s looks, so I think this boy is also a little insecure

★ poor lil chicken nugget you’re beautiful too

★ but when you chose him over Zen?? oh boy the confidence boost

★ it was then that he got to appreciate that his looks didn’t mean everything, and he was grateful that he got to learn that from you

★ so when he found out you were insecure, it made him sad because??? you’re literally perfect????

★ he noticed that you were always second guessing yourself

★ you would always try on and so many outfits/do your hair over and over until giving up and throwing on whatever, but you always looked so defeated

★ he made a note from then on to always show you off to his friends like yeah bitch this is my hot ass girlfriend who also happens to be the most amazing person on earth what about it?

★ his social media is flooded with candid photos of you and the captions were always about how beautiful you were and how lucky he was to have you

★ however, he was still a little suspicious about your insecurities

★ when you were together and he asked if you want to grab something to eat, you had always “already eaten”, which started to seem unlikely especially in some situations

★ so whenever you came over, he would cook you SUPER delicious food

★ this boy is a cooking GOD

★ he also tried to make sure they were fairly healthy and balanced meals so you wouldn’t feel guilty about eating

★ little by little, your relationship with food became healthier once you discovered how good it could be when you cook properly

★ but also insecurities and bad eating habits don’t go away over night

★ so he always leaves post-it notes around reminding you to eat and take care of yourself, and also one’s that tell you how much he cares and loves everything about you

★ he’s so damn cute somebody hold me

Jaehee:

☞ GIRL SAME

☞ i know i’m repeating myself but this lady gets you

☞ we know that when she started working for Jumin, he made her cut her hair and wear fake glasses, and even though she looked HOT AS HELL (yes baehee work it) she just felt wrong and uncomfortable about her appearance

☞ so she could pick up on the fact that you were insecure from the get go

☞ she noticed how you would shy away from pictures, and you always wore clothes that would hide your body

☞ well that just won’t do

☞ something must be done

☞ you wILL FEEL THE LOVE MC YOU WILL

☞ organises a shopping trip for you to try on some hella cool outfits

☞ invites Zen along because, as stated above, he is very vocal with his praise and is just really good at hyping you up

☞ pretty sure everyone in the shop hates you because Jaehee and Zen do not hold back whenever you come out of the changing room lmao

☞ you may have been kicked out of one shop but let’s not worry about that

☞ you came home with some pretty fire outfits that were really flattering on you and just made you feel great ya know?

☞ Jaehee is usually pretty shy when asking you personal questions

☞ but she wants to help you, so one night over dinner she manages to get you to open up to her

☞ and man Jaehee is a good listener

☞ as a woman, i feel like she is able to understand where you’re coming from more than any of the others, so you’re in good hands :)

Jumin:

♚ this man…

♚ he just doesn’t get it i’m so sorry

♚ it’s not that he doesn’t care about your insecurities or thinks you are ridiculous for feeling that way, not at all actually

♚ looks were just never something he really thought about it in general

♚ he knew he was ‘good-looking’ and he knew what was considered ‘good-looking’, he just never cared about it much

♚ at first he was just like??? but you’re literally MC??? what is there to be insecure about???

♚ you had done pretty well at hiding your insecurities at the beginning of your relationship

♚ which was helped by the fact that Jumin would never assume that you had anything to dislike about yourself, so he never looked out for/noticed the signs

♚ it took a whole year guys damn

♚ it had been a year since you got together, so he wanted to take you out for a lovely meal

♚ but he also bought you a beautiful dress

♚ haha…

♚ this was where it went tits up lmao

♚ you were so grateful for it, it was a really stunning dress and you were actually pretty excited to try it on

♚ and so was he hehehe

♚ but when you came out of the bathroom and looked at yourself in the mirror, he noticed that your eyes were welling up and boi your face did not look happy

♚ Jumin’s like: ??????

♚ Jumin.exe has stopped working

♚ instantly takes you in his arms, shushing and cooing you as he rubbed your back

♚ “My love, what is it?”

♚ after a few sniffles, you knew you just had be honest with him

♚ “I’m sorry, Jumin. It’s the most beautiful dress I’ve ever seen but I just ruin it…it belongs on someone else, not on me.”

♚ holds you so much tighter and even starts to feel tears prick his own eyes

♚ he takes a different approach to compliments

♚ he finds a way to compliment your appearance without sounding superficial or fake

♚ instead of “you’re beautiful”, he goes for “your smile lights up the room” or “you carry so much warmth and kindness in your eyes”

♚ it’s his way of letting you know that he thinks you’re the most gorgeous thing to walk the planet, but while also telling you that you are so much more than what you look like

Saeyoung:

☀︎ hoo hoo boiiiiii

☀︎ i’m just gonna cut to the chase

☀︎ he found out during some ~sexy times~

☀︎ i’m not going into graphic detail it’s not that kind of post ;)

☀︎ things were getting hella heated like damn

☀︎ so he started to ya know like…unbutton your shirt

☀︎ why am i actually getting embarrassed while writing this i need to get a grip

☀︎ spot the virgin lmfao

☀︎ but then you stopped him and he’s like P A N I C

☀︎ terrified that he crossed a line bby chill for a sec

☀︎ but then you ask if you could turn off the light and he starts to suspect that you don’t want him to see your body

☀︎ he’s so gentle about the topic it’s very sweet

☀︎ he wants you to know that he loves every fibre of your being, but he also doesn’t want to push you if you’re uncomfortable

☀︎ “MC, I adore every part of you, including your body. If you want me to turn off the light I absolutely will, but if you let me, I want to show you just how much you mean to me.”

☀︎ you hesitated, but eventually agreed to leave the light on

☀︎ and JESUS CHRIST HE DID NOT DISAPPOINT

☀︎ Saeyoung has an incredible attention to detail, as well as patience

☀︎ and he took his sweet time with you lemme tell ya

☀︎ you’re pretty sure he kissed every inch on your body whilst also whispering his praise as he did so

☀︎ he honestly made you feel like a Goddess

☀︎ everything he said was sincere and he just treated you with so much care and love and that shit is contagious

☀︎ ever since then, he was more physically affectionate with you until eventually you didn’t even think twice when undressing in front of him

☀︎ hello yes i would like to order one Saeyoung pls thank you

☀︎ actual love of my life

V / Jihyun:

❁ he asked you to be his model for one of his paintings

❁ and you were like ummmm……okay maybe it won’t be too bad????

❁ but this man has no chill

❁ he wanted you to be semi-nude and you were like h e l l  n o

❁ he was also Confused™

❁ you tried to make up some excuse but it was hopeless

❁ so you just told him that being nude in front of him was already difficult for you, but for you body to be on display for others to see was just too much

❁ this sweet man

❁ his heart broke

❁ it hurt him so much to know that someone with such a kind soul ever doubted her worth, especially because of something like your looks

❁ you were absolutely stunning to him, but he wanted you to believe that yourself

❁ he made a deal with you that if you modelled for him and were still uncomfortable with the outcome, then it would only ever be seen by you two

❁ you reluctantly agreed, and he made it his mission to make you see yourself through his eyes

❁ it took him a while to complete, but when he did oh man

❁ you full on started sobbing

❁ OH SHIT HE MADE MC CRY PANIC PANIC

❁ someone help this man

❁ you managed to tell him that you weren’t crying because you were upset, but because you never thought that you would ever see yourself as beautiful

❁ but the way he painted you GOOD G R I E F

❁ he made you look ethereal, and you couldn’t believe that this was how he saw you

❁ you didn’t even focus on the parts of you that you would usually hate because he made them look so heavenly and like,,,they belonged there???

❁ “Jihyun, you made me look so lovely.”

❁ “No, my love, that’s just what I saw. Everything you see here is you, nothing else.”

❁ okay great he made you cry even more goOD jOb jIhYuN

Saeran:

☽ ha ha ha ha ha

☽ you thought Jumin was bad?? oh i am so sorry my guy

☽ he just has no clue

☽ “What do you mean? Why do you care about how you look? You’re not ugly or anything.”

☽ gee thank you Saeran

☽ but also you are not helping in the slightest

☽ he’s REALLY not good at expressing his affection okay pls give him a break

☽ but he’s not heartless come on now

☽ it took him a while to fully understand where you were coming from, and even then he struggled to find a way to help

☽ Saeran is a very quiet supporter

☽ it’s hard to spot to the naked eye, but you know when Saeran cares for you because you feel it

☽ the first thing he notices is your body language

☽ and since he doesn’t really know what to do, he kinda just...adjusts you

☽ for example, if he sees that your body language is very closed off, almost like your trying to hide your body, he’ll silently move your shoulders and fix your posture so you are more open

☽ and if he sees you bow your head or try to block your face, he’ll silently lift your chin up

☽ but the most important part is that when he does this, he always smiles at you

☽ now Saeran is very careful with expressing his emotions. so when he does show his feelings, you know he means it

☽ so you started to hold yourself with more certainty and confidence, because it made him smile to see you not hiding away

☽ ‘fake it til you make it’ is a very real thing, and eventually it became natural to embrace every part of you

☽ when he became more comfortable, he told you that he was proud of how far you’d come and how he loved to see you feel good in your own skin

***

Thank you anon for the request, I hope you’re doing okay. Once again, anyone is welcome to message me if you’re struggling and need a friend to talk to <3 x

[loki-the-bi-frost]

I need to vent? rant? for a hot sec

So I’ve been following this lady (“lady” sounds weird, she’s only like 24, but idk what other word to use heh) on Instagram for years cuz she’s the sister of my old Bible study leader, but I haven’t spoken to either of them for ages, or the girl who invited me to the Bible study cuz she’s so toxic and draining istg. Anyway, I just unfollowed the lady (which I should’ve done fucking ages ago, God) because she’s always reposting stuff on her story about “oh no! The liberals are indoctrinating their gay sex onto our poor innocent children!” Or whatever the fuck. And like, sure, it pissed me off sometimes, but I kept following her I guess because I don’t usually unfollow people I know irl unless I’m completely over them, like they really messed up or pissed me off, but this lady, I’d only talked to her like, twice before, so... idk.

But today, I’m not sure why, but her story REALLY pissed me off today. It was some crap about Disney pushing the gay agenda very aggressively or sumn and everyone was saying to boycott Disney (which is so funny, cuz I’m pretty sure lgbtq+ people and allies are doing that rn too cuz of The Owl House and other things (I don’t know much about the situation, sorry if I got anything wrong), so they’re literally just helping us lmao). What really got to me though was that so many people were talking about as if educating children about how the lgbtq+ community just, simply EXISTS is the same as grooming kids???!

I’ve always heard stuff about homophobes being stupid and thinking being gay is just about having gay sex or whatever, but I guess I had never really seen anything like that before. I don’t know, I’m just really disgusted and pissed off at the world right now. Like my heart was racing and aching at the same time for at least 10 minutes, I’ve been typing for a while now, so it’s mostly calmed down. I’m listening to a wlw playlist on Spotify and now am gonna go watch 911 (which I started a few days ago and I’m already on S3 heheh), hopefully get some vvv wholesome gay content cuz uGh. Just needed to rant first

[anotheronechicagobog]

Tylenol and Tequila - Chapter 6 - Connie’s Diaries Part 1

written by @anotheronechicagobog

warnings: swearing, dawsey bashing (sorry guys I rewatched and episode and I was in a mood), mention of sex, I think that’s it

A/N: Wow, I actually finished something. Sorry for the long wait everyone, my life has been gettinmg crazier by the minute and it’s speeding up not slowing down so please bear with me.

He was currently hiding from Cruz in the turnout room, busying himself with cleaning equipment and doing inventory. It was mind-numbingly boring, but Blake was pretty appreciative of that at the moment. He and Gianna had been pretty flirty since day one, but now it was getting more serious. It wasn’t harmless banter anymore, it was actually going somewhere. Meaningful looks, sensual touches, and heavy words. At this point, all that they had to do was follow through, so to speak, something Cruz was hell-bent on stopping. And if he was being honest, Blake was leaning towards Cruz’s desired outcome than the one he and Gianna had been moving towards. Hermann always had stories, of himself, other firefighters, and of his family. It got Blake thinking about his future, about his possible future with Gianna... When he heard Kidd and Brett quietly comforting each other. 

“I just don’t understand what’s happening with Kelly. I thought we were good, I thought he was good. I thought that he wasn’t going to ghost and shut me out anymore.”

“I don’t deserve to be second best. I don’t deserve to be a placeholder for Dawson. What kind of answer is ‘I don’t know’? Who doesn’t know if they would immediately run back to their ex if given the chance? I miss him so much, but he’s... He doesn’t get to treat me that way. No one does.”

And he stopped for a moment, ignored the loud thrum of machinery, and perseverance, and conversation that beat throughout the firehouse, and remembered the stories Hermann had told him. The bad ones. They echoed through his head as he made his way to the turnout room to actually be able to think and process his thoughts.

Captain Casey was married to Gabby Dawson before she left and divorced him.

Joe Cruz and Sylvie Brett dated for a brief moment but broke up because Brett couldn’t handle his overprotective routine.

Stella Kidd and Kelly Severide dated once before but broke up because Kelly was being, to put it nicely, an asshole, and was repeating a lot of that behaviour now.

And there were more, so many more relationships that didn’t work out for one way or another, that he found out about while helping with some of the office paperwork, and while cleaning out the desk of a woman named Connie who had retired, he found a notebook filled with firehouse gossip and relationship charts going back decades. As Blake thought back to the flower decorated notebook currently lying on his nightstand at home (hey, don’t judge him, there’s some really juicy stuff in there) another thought occurred to him. The only successful 51 couples didn’t work together. Hermann and Cindy, Mouch and Trudy, Chief and Donna, Joe and Chloe, Darren and Eric. 

Every single firehouse couple has fallen apart. Issues include but are not limited to; one person being secretly in love with someone else, lying, poor communication, cheating accusations, overprotectiveness at work, jealousy, manipulation, political campaigns, vegas marriages, courthouse weddings because of reasons that don’t involve wanting to get married, fallen through adoptions, fertility issues, moving to another region at the drop of a hat. Seriously, firehouse 51 was a hotspot for drama. 

He hung up the last freshly cleaned turncoat, trying to avoid the conclusion he’d come to in his solitary. But he knew he wouldn’t be able to escape it, especially when he heard Gianna ask Ritter around the corner if he knew where he was. Damn.

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He laid in his bed, his lamp illuminating Connie’s old notebook in front of him. He was reading the section from when Casey and Hallie were together, Connie went on a rant about Gabby’s behaviour towards Hallie just because she was jealous Casey didn’t love her. He probably shouldn’t have been reading what was essentially someone’s diary. He definitely shouldn’t have been. But he couldn’t stop reading, the gossip was really entertaining for one thing, but it was just too eye-opening to put down. Even though they are divorced Casey and Dawson were still regarded as the golden couple of 51, something that made his captain incredibly uncomfortable. Hermann and Mouch talk about their relationship all the time, through rose-coloured glasses apparently. They talk about how in love Dawson was before they got together. What they didn’t mention was that she actively flirted with him while he was engaged to someone else. She pushed him to run for alderman, basked in the light of being called his wife when she wasn’t, and then resented him for winning because he had to spend time away from her. They got married spontaneously at the courthouse after a call, but it was actually because Dawson wanted to keep Louie, the boy she decided to foster after telling Casey she didn’t see a serious future for them. For almost every heart-melting romantic tale that had been woven about them the thread used had been made of toxicity and blinding lust. Every loving, Disney moment apparently actually belonged to Shakespeare. Selfishness, manipulation, and hypocrisy all disguised as a fairy tale for the ages.

Based on her writing, Connie was a straight-forward, honest woman with no time or patience for anyone’s bullshit. And, in her words, ‘it was a miracle I survived a front row seat to that trainwreck’. Personally, Blake was dumbfounded that no one else saw what Connie did. And while ‘Dawsey’ definitely wasn’t the only toxic relationship 51 had to bear witness to it was the most revered which was it’s own kind of horrifying.

What stuck out to him the most though, was how they all acted at work. While hooking up in the turnout room did sound a little thrilling, Blake was a little grossed out with himself for thinking that now knowing just how often that happened and that it’s where Annabelle Hermann was conceived apparently. The worst though was how they acted on calls. Overprotective, jealous, directly interfering with work. He wanted to say he understood their feelings, but why get involved with someone when you both work dangerous jobs and don’t want to see them in danger? It’s going to happen, and trying to sheild their significant other from danger instead of preparing for that one awful day does nothing but cause relationship problems and limit their career.

Blake shook his head and sighed. It was late, he needed to sleep. He was on shift tomorrow, and he’d have to avoid Gianna as much as possible during those 24 hours.

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He woke up to knocking on his door. According to his alarm clock, he’d only gotten a couple hours of sleep. He was a little perplexed as to why someone would be at his door this late and anxiety settled into his gut. He didn’t have a good feeling about any of this. He tried to shake off the feeling on his walk from his bedroom to his front door, but was unsuccessful. He felt justified when he saw Gianna on the other side of the peep hole. He purposefully sidestepped the usual invitation to Molly’s, he just went home and immersed himself in food and Connie’s diary, ignoring the way his phone vibrated more than once. He contemplated what to do, he knew they needed to talk but he was just trying to delay the awkward conversation. 

“Hey.”

“Hey, you weren’t at Molly’s and you didn’t answer your phone.”

“Been a little busy.” He gestured to the time and prayed that she would take the hint.

“Oh, no, I’m not gonna stay. I kinda just wanted to make sure you weren’t moping around. You know, feeling sorry for yourself.”

“That’s very thoughtful of you.”

“Yeah, I’m like that.” He smiled, because it’s true. She is like that, and he hopes that she finds everything she’s looking for and more, just not with him. “Seriously, I feel so badly about pushing you into telling that story.”

“Don’t. Everything that happened with Casey’s on me. Hey, uh, do you want to come in for a sec?”

“Oh, no. I don’t want to take anymore of your hanging-out-looking-hot-in-sweats time.”

“I get the feeling that you do... Which is why you should come in, I guess. We... We need to talk.” That amused, flirty look she got when joking around with him vanished and now she looked... Concerned? Embarrassed? Regardless, she nodded silently and came in.

“I found a few diaries of someone who used to work at 51, but I’ve mostly been sticking to the most recent one because it involves some people who are still at 51. It’s huge and they has years of entries. Most are from before Casey and Severide got stationed there. The stuff that I’ve been reading, particularly about firehouse romances, it threw me for a loop. No 51 firehouse romance has ever actually been successful. Sure some get married but they don’t stay married. Some break up and stay on good enough terms, some tear each other apart, some are just flings that end as quickly as they started and are never mentioned again. In all of them though there’s just... There’s so much tension and conflict. It’s always so impulsive. Someone was too reckless, someone was too overprotective, they bring work home with them, or they bring home to work, the list goes on. I really like you, but I think that you deserve better than that. We both do. So I don’t want to start anything between us, because I think that we’ll be better off as friends and co-workers.”

“Blake, I really like you too, why don’t you want to try? Is this about Joe? Don’t you think that we’ll be different? We know what to avoid, what not to do. We could make a relationship work.”

“It’s not about Cruz, I promise you that. You’re your own person more than capable of making your own decisions. And as for us being different, know what to not to do... That’s what they all say. Literally. Connie made snarky comments every time a new couple got together. She guessed when they were going to break up and usually got it pretty close. We won’t be special, we won’t be different. I know how horrible this sounds, Gianna, but I think that getting together romantically is a bad idea waiting to burn to the ground and I really value our friendship too much for that.”

“Okay. Whatever.”

“Giann-”

“Call me Mackey.”

“Gian-”

“If you’re just my friend, you can call me Mackey like all my other friends. Like you said, we’re not ‘special’.” And then she slammed his door so hard that he knew he would be hearing from his landlord because the lady at the end of the hall complained about everything. “Great. Just great.”

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Blake got to work and immediately doubted himself. How could he say that to Gianna? How could he have been so callous? Basing his decision about whether or not he wanted a relationship with her from diaries written by a retired secretary he hadn’t even met? What was he thinking? Why wouldn’t they be special? They had chemistry and affection, love would come later. Could anything be salvaged?

... But then he saw Grainger in the common room flirting with Brett while Casey looked he was about to murder the other lieutenant and his resolve solidified. He made the right decision. She gave him the cold shoulder blatantly. Everyone noticed, sent him looks, he just shook his head. Telling them not to get involved, he wasn’t going to drag her through this. Gianna deserved better.

And she got better. She stransferred out of 51 a few weeks later and Blake was terrified that he was the reason, he never wanted to make her feel unwelcome or pushed out. He’d cornered her in the firehouse once he heard her plans. She just giggled and rolled her eyes. “Of course it’s not about you. Like you said, I’m my own person, more than capable of maing my own decisions. I’m taking this transfer because it feels like the best fit for me and the future that I want for myself. You’re not special, Blake.” She had that teasing glimmer in her eyes he hadn’t seen since she showed up at his apartment, and it was the first time she’d said his first name since. “Well, that’s a lie. You’re a little special. You have this way of bringing out the best in people, but I don’t think you see it... I’m going to miss seeing you at work, but I’ll hang around Molly’s every once in a while. I’m too invested in brettsey now to just quit cold turkey.” She smiled brightly, but he couldn’t force himself to, cursed with the knowledge of Connie’s diaries. “Hey, I know those diaries revealed a lot, and I think you were right about us, but hold out hope for them. And for stellaride. They all bring out too much good and happiness from each other to have you prophesizing their future pain. They’ll end up alright. You’ll see.” 

Blake’s eyes met hers from across the table at Severide and Kidd’s wedding, smiled at her boyfriend, wrapped his arm around his girlfriend, and said the words he knew she was waiting to hear. “You were right, Gianna.”

“Of course I was.”

[merinnan]

DMBJ Ep 5

We start episode 5 with the Xiaoge Rescue Count at 6 for Wu Xie, and 7 total.

- Pangzi just sitting there eating while they go to dig an evil bug out of A-Ning 

- A-Ning is luckier than Pan Zi, though, having it in her leg rather than in her gut 

- Should I consider this part of the Xiaoge Rescue Count? Technically he is saving A-Ning here, but does she count?

- Fuck it. There's now 3 Xiaoge Rescue Count categories: Wu Xie, the protagonists as a whole, and everyone 

- So the count is now 6 for Wu Xie, 7 for the protagonists, and 8 for everyone 

- That was a relatively painless bug removal. Probably helped that A-Ning was unconscious 

  - That's a large hole left in her thigh. Speaking from experience, standing & walking are not going to be fun for her for a LONG time. 

- But this is a cdrama, so she'll be fine within an ep or two 

- lol, I've never seen an unconscious person with this level of muscle control

- Wu Xie, you don't just wrap a bandage around a wound like that! Dress it first! 

- But, again, it's a TV show, so a bandage will be fine 

- JESUS CHRIST PANGZI 

- LOL, yes, shhhh, Pangzi. Shhhh. 

 - Pan Zi's looking a lot better this ep 

- ...what's wrong, Wu Xie?

- Aaaand he just passed out. 

- Xiaoge actually looks mildly disturbed. I think this is the second most amount of emotion we've seen from him so far 

- That looks like a nasty bite 

- Oh, we're just gonna...feed him blood. That's what we're going. 

- And it woke him up

- Okay, so Xiaoge Rescue Count is now 7 for Wu Xie, 8 for the protagonists, and 9 for everyone 

- Fortunately, Xiaoge hasn't lost as much blood as he did last time he used it for magic rescue purposes. Last thing they'd want is a comatose Xiaoge down here

- Everyone is just so chill whenever Xiaoge does weird stuff, it's great 

- Aaah, I was wondering how he'd been bitten, since I didn't remember a bug biting him. I forgot that A-Ning did 

- That's some odd poison if it got into her saliva just because she had a bug in her leg

- GDI Pangzi 

 - Of course the cure is in the tomb, and of course Xiaoge knows about it 

- LOL, there's a vaccine against the poison gas 

- Oooh, I was wondering when the dudes in the trees were gonna make their move. Poor Wu Xie's friend. He really would have been safer in the tomb, huh

- Hahah, why are the bad guys treating Wu Xie like the leader when he's just a uni student? 

- Ooh, who did that? 

 - Oh, Wu Xie's friend. Good boy. I mean, it was dumb, but brave. Now they can't use you against your friends. 

- Poor Wu Xie is so woozy he's not sure what happened

- Yeah, figured it was some more of A-Ning's friends 

- YOU LOSE CONTACT, & YOU LOSE CONTACT, & EVERYONE LOSES CONTACT! YAAAAY! 

- Get out before nightfall. Isn't that what Xiaoge said, too? 

- Yeah, abandoned in a forest at night doesn't sound like fun

- She should NOT be walking that well, although at least it is showing her limping and in pain instead of just okay 

- God, Pangzi, that was a dick move 

- And that was even more of one 

- Wow. I...don't really like this Pangzi. Those things he just did were actively cruel, even if she is an antagonist

- It's blocked? Yeah, ya think? 

- Oh, STFU Pangzi 

- Pan Zi looking at him like "I really regret not shooting you properly when I had the chance" 

- Xiaoge doing this "stab fingers STRAIGHT INTO MORTAR and remove the brick" trick again 

- The look on Pangzi's face is pure gold

- Had to pause watching for a sec to think about why I'm so mad at this Pangzi and more forgiving of Liu Sang in Chongqi. I think it's because Liu Sang intended to pull a prank. A mean prank, but he lacked the experience to understand that it was actively harmful and dangerous. It went wrong, and then he freaked because of that lack of experience and didn't know what to do/say until Xiaoge pushed him. And then he tried to help make up for it. Whereas this Pangzi did things that he knew would cause real physical pain to A-Ning and potentially worsen her injury just because he doesn't like her, and he doesn't seem to care or even give that a second thought, let alone look like he's going to apologise or try to make up for it. 

- OK, mini-rant over, back to the episode.

- Gratuitous Xiaoge side-profile pic just because

- And now Pangzi is gonna embarrass himself by trying & failing to be Xiaoge 

- YEAH CHENGCHENG I WONDER HOW THEY KNOW YOUR NAMES 

- Okay, I gotta stop to look up his name. I can't keep calling him Wu Xie's friend all the time

- High Shao. There we go

- High Shao is a good kid 

- A-Ning's eyeroll at Pangzi is my entire mood with his antics right now 

- Eyeroll from Wu Xie 

- Can't see Pan Zi's face, but his whole posture is basically an eye roll 

- Oh. Well. Huh. I did not expect Pangzi to actually manage to break the wall

- Judging by everyone's expressions, no-one else did, either 

- Oooh, something bad must be coming, Xiaoge is going on guard 

- Yep. Zombie dude is on his way 

- Yes, send the woman with the serious leg injury to go crawling through a tiny cave tunnel first. Brilliant idea, Wu Xie

- OK, I should stop being so hard on bb!Wu Xie, this is his first time in a tomb after all 

- Y'know, guys, I really think it would have been a better idea to let Pan Zi go before Pangzi, given that he's also injured and all. Get your most injured people to safety first.

- How the fuck is that zombie deflecting Xiaoge's sword with his HAND?! 

- WHY IS IT MAKING TINGING NOISES AS IF IT'S METAL HITTING METAL?! 

- Oh, NICE, Xiaoge! 

- I am very disappointed that I could not get a good screencap of that awesome, smooth, and effortless slide he did through the tunnel

- Things I discovered when I went to YouTube to see if I could get a good screencap of it by slowing down the playback (which I can't do on Viki) 

- the eps on YT and the eps on Viki are edited differently. I'm gonna have to watch this again on YT once I'm done with the Viki one

- At a guess, the YT ones have a bunch of stuff cut, because where I'm up to in ep 5 on Viki is in ep 4 on YT 

- For instance, XIAOGE'S AWESOME SLIDE THROUGH THE TUNNEL JUST THEN is not in the YT one?! 

- Wow, I'm going on a lot of tangents tonight. OK, back to the ep.

- Xiaoge holding the zombie at swordpoint until it gives up and backs away 

- So these zombies have some intelligence 

- ngl, though, if I was on my hands and knees in front of a hot guy holding a sword on me, backing away would be like the last thing I would be doing

- Why the fuck is there a giant, chained up tree deep in the middle of an underground tomb? 

- And ivy all over the cave walls? 

- WHERE ARE YOU GETTING SUNLIGHT FROM DOWN HERE?! HOW ARE YOU ALIVE?! 

- I'm glad you're just as confused as I am, Pan Zi

- OK, some sunlight is getting in, since there are two bodies laying in a conveniently positioned sunbeam 

- Sure, what the fuck are you gonna do to him, Pangzi? He's dead. He doesn't care. 

- Unless he's another zombie who's gonna rise from the grave, but still don't think he cares

- Yes, Pangzi, tomb robbers don't end well 

- Love Wu Xie's cute suspicious face 

- Lucky grab there 

- Oh, there you are, Sanshu 

- Do all the tunnels in this place empty out at this tree? 

- LOL, I love that Sanshu immediately doesn't take any of Pangzi's shit

- That was a bad place to faint 

- Good thing Xiaoge is right there! 

- Xiaoge Rescue Count: 8 for Wu Xie, 9 for the protagonists, 10 for everyone 

- I love how often Wu Xie is the damsel in distress

- Don't worry, Sanshu, Xiaoge will definitely look after his future bf

- Looks like Pangzi is about to fall. Again 

- Pangzi, if you had HELD ON to that vine, it wouldn't have been as bad 

- Wait for him to realise he's laying between two corpses in 3, 2, 1... 

- Uh...I hope they're just stuck to him and not actually sitting up under their own power

- These are remarkably well-preserved corpses 

- THERE'S that realisation 

- And there's the freakout 

 - They did get just get caught 

- They're not gonna have kids, Pangzi, they're dead 

- Pangzi, what are you doing? Leave the corpses alone now

- Wake them? I don't like the sound of that, Sanshu 

- Also, how do you know that? 

- Cute pingxie shots just because 

- In her mouth? 

- Oh, a key, thank goodness. I thought it was gonna be an evil bug 

- Pangzi, stop appraising her necklace, didn't you say you're not a tomb robber? 

- There's fucking what now? 

- HOW?! 

- THERE'S A WHAT IN HER ASS?! 

- Hahah, well that certainly stopped Pangzi from checking out the valuables on her 

- JFC 

- That got Xiaoge's attention 

- Oooh, he's noticed something in the tree 

- Sorry not sorry for more gratuitous Xiaoge shots

- That's a pretty looking key 

- ...and now her corpse is undergoing rapid decay? How the fuck was the key preventing the corpse from decaying? 

- That explanation makes no logical sense, Sanshu 

- Maybe that box the other corpse is holding, Wu Xie? 

- Pangzi thought of that, too

- What were those flashes? Were those just for the viewer, or was one of the characters getting them? 

- That seemed to be the unnaturally bright green-eyed man from the opening credits 

- Leave the sword alone, Pangzi 

- Although I do understand the desire to pick it up

- Uh...what 

- No shadow is NEVER a good thing 

- WTF? 

- Sanshu, I never wanna play poker with you 

- This doppelganger has done a damn good job of acting like Pangzi this whole time 

- When did it replace him? 

- Maybe it was the doppelganger who was so cruel to A-Ning? We'll see.

- That's a very solid ghost 

- And that's kinda creepy 

- Uh...isn't she already dead? 

- Sanshu just going straight for the tackle 

- Clever boy, Wu Xie 

- Though, Xiaoge, where were you? Were you just gonna let Pangzi strangle Sanshu, or did you figure Sanshu had it handled?

- (he did not have it handled) 

- (pretty sure if that had been Wu Xie you'd've jumped in the moment Pangzi's hands went around his throat, if not before) 

- *sigh* Pangzi, pls 

- The Green Eyed Fox? 

- Was that the dude in the fox mask? 

- Probably (also?) the opening credits guy

- How the fuck has it taken me 3 hours to get through half an ep? 

- Oh yeah, I keep going off on tangents and pausing to take pretty screenshots of Xiaoge 

- So we're doing fox demons, are we? 

- Don't touch anything. Yeah, like that sword you had casually slung over your shoulder.

- Storytime! 

- Suuure, Pangzi 

- Xiaoge really seems to know everything 

- Don't rattle it, Wu Xie 

- Oh, that interested A-Ning 

- I wonder if this is the thing that's supposed to cure Wu Xie 

- Sanshu thinks it's a bad idea, but doesn't want anyone other than Wu Xie to know

- Or, more to the point, doesn't want Pangzi and A-Ning to know 

- Good excuse, Wu Xie 

- I wonder if Pangzi is still supposed to be a doppelganger, or if that was part of the hallucination 

- Yeah, suuure you're not going to steal relics, Liu Tai

- Have they set up a new camp at the digsite, or did they take Chengcheng and High Shao back to their original camp? 

- I think he does legit want A-Ning to be ok, though 

- Looks like I was right, all the tunnels lead to the tree 

- Which means I expect zombie guy to show up any minute

- Don't think A-Ning will be happy they kept what happened to her friend from her when that happens 

- Xiaoge back into 'something is coming' mode 

- Oh, how was that for timing? Less than a minute after I said it, zombie dude is on his way 

  - And it goes straight for Pangzi 

- Maybe he knew Pangzi was a dick to his friend 

- GDI A-Ning 

- That's a strong zombie 

- XIAOGEEEEEEE! 

- Xiaoge Rescue Count: 8 for Wu Xie, 10 for the protagonists, 11 for everyone

- Yes, Pangzi, Xiaoge IS amazing

- lol, Pangzi making so much noise cheering for Xiaoge that he got the zombie's attention back 

- Xiaoge Rescue Count: 8 for Wu Xie, 11 for the protagonists, 12 for everyone

- This is apparently the Xiaoge Rescues EVERYONE ep 

- I'm not surprised you fell, A-Ning, with that wound

- That was a heavy fall. Ouch 

- Come on, A-Ning, you seemed more level headed than this so far 

- And the zombie knocks away the easier/closer target, Wu Xie, to target A-Ning 

- Wonder if there's a reason for it, or just dramatics

- And then he stops trying to bite her to kick her away & go back to fighting Xiaoge? 

- Those are some very nice moves from Xiaoge 

- And now the zombie is...launching himself at Wu Xie and the others? 

- Wu Xie being the hero and pushing everyone else out the way

- Pangzi to the rescue? 

- No - A-Ning!

- Poor A-Ning 

- Oh yeah, better pull Pangzi out the tree 

- Zombie spitting up blood as he's dying 

- No, Pangzi, he's not gonna be fine. A-Ning shot him like 4 or 5 times in the chest 

- Aaah, zombie is lucid now

- Wu Xie ain't doing too good right now 

- Those are some nasty bruises. Caused by the poison gas/blood, I'm guessing 

- WTF made you think drinking the water in a tomb chamber was a good idea? 

- Xiaoge's shown emotion a total of 3 times in 5 eps, and 2 of those have been worry for Wu Xie

- Whatcha looking for, Xiaoge? 

- Huh, no-one even thought to look under there, just assumed the box was all that was interesting 

- Kirin blood?!  

- And how did A-Ning know what it was, esp from that distance? 

- Pan Zi, you are like the second most badass person here next to Xiaoge

- Also, I am no longer feeling sorry for A-Ning 

- You owe these people your life, A-Ning, and this is how you repay them? 

- Xiaoge isn't too impressed. After all Pan Zi ain't Wu Xie 

- Oh, that seems like a fair deal. 

- I am pleased with the amount of Xiaoge in this ep

- Xiaoge Rescue Count: 9 for Wu Xie, 12 for the protagonists, 13 for everyone

- Not gonna count his offer to A-Ning as a rescue, since he didn't bother waiting to see if she'd accept before he went ahead and saved his future bf 

- This is the softest I've seen him look all show

- Pan Zi is much nicer than I would have been. I would have probably punched her 

- Then again, they've made a fuss a few times about treating her differently because she's a woman, ugh

- Hahah, Xiaoge just getting up and walking off without any explanation for poor Wu Xie

- Wu Xie seemed so concerned, like he thought he'd done something wrong 

- Then all worried, aww 

- Hahah, Xiaoge not even gonna wait for A-Ning, just gonna go find her guys all by himself 

- Several *thousand*? No wonder Wu Xie's gagging

- Oh, eating super old kirin blood is what made Xiaoge's blood magical? Does that mean Wu Xie's blood is also magic now? 

- Just Chengcheng in danger, Sanshu? What about High Shao? 

- What about climbing the tree? 

- XD XD XD

 - Sanshu saying exactly what I just did

- There's sunlight already coming through, will you even need to dig a hole? That sunbeam on the corpses was pretty big 

- Pan Zi like "of course I can climb all the way up there with a hole in my gut and several other injuries"

- Of course Wu Xie is gonna worry about A-Ning getting out as well. He wouldn't be Wu Xie if he didn't 

- Wu Xie is such a nice boy 

- Pan Zi is also pretty forgiving 

- Pangzi, you just can't take people being sincere with you yet, can you? 

- That's some depressed fatalism there

- Sanshu now doing his part to convince A-Ning by appealing to her sense of responsibility for her men 

 And there we go for ep 5! It only took me...5 hours for a 40 minute ep 

We end with Xiaoge Rescue Count at 9 for Wu Xie, 12 for the protagonists, 13 for everyone

[gra-sonas]

That Hoech post gave me flashbacks to a Sterek fic where Stiles thought Derek was a hobo (but a gorgeous one) and at one point he wore jorts!!! It's such a fun memory, thanks to you and anon for bringing it up. Also man, his 20s fashion choices were a travesty. I love him more for it, lols. Can I just say how much I love his friendship w/ colton & ian and how it stood the test of time? I love it when former co-stars become really good friends! Also 4ever mad that they did the hales dirty &

2seeing ian & hoech is a balm to my heart. Were you already there in the fandom when for a hot sec ppl were really speculating jackson was a lost hale??? I love malia but I honestly would have preferred that. Oh JD squandered a lot of potential storylines. Sorry for the side rant. This was supposed to be about Hoech and his talent for fashion!!!

OMG, yes, I vaguely remember that fic. xD

Bless him and his absolute atrocious love for ugly board shorts, knee-high socks and questionable hats. I LOVE HIM SO DAMN MUCH! 🥰It got better over the years, but early 20s Hoech was undoubtedly a total fashion disaster. 😂When he started spending more time with Ian and JR, he turned to wearing All Saints and Varvatos, and he still mostly sticks to that “aesthetic”. 

I also love that they’re still friends after all this time. I’ve had the pleasure of meeting them all at different cons (Colton, too), and they are all so sweet and funny, makes me happy that they still meet when their schedules allow it.

I’m particularly fond of Hoech’s friendship with Colton. Colton went through a lot, I’m glad he had a friend like Hoech. ❤️Also love that Hoech and Sinqua are still good friends.

Oh man, yeah, I remember that storyline, still sad that Jackson didn’t turn out to be Peter’s son, would’ve been much more fun if they’d made that happen, but since it was a (good) fan theory, of course JD didn’t do it. Ugh, just thinking about it makes me cranky. :P

Anyway, Hoech’s “talent for fashion” is legendary and I wouldn’t have it any other way. 🤗

This fall’s gonna be glorious, Hoech starts filming Superman & Lois in Vancouver, and Tyler starts RNM in Santa Fe. 

THE TYLER DOUBLE WHAMMY I/WE DESERVE! 😍

[19-queenbee-97]

I Knew You Were Trouble | Stray Kids AU

Chapter 3 

Warning | Drinking, Language(?)

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a/n Trying to make these look nicer. I might go back and fix the other 2 as well. Little bit longer this time. I know i said this would probably only be 3 chapters but I only have a general idea of where this is going so as i write it it sorta just gets bigger (and hopefully better but y’all are the judges of that.) I don’t know exactly how many more chapters this will have but probably like 1-2 more. Maybe. I’m not good at sticking to what I say. The question mark is next to language cause I've forgotten like 99% of what I wrote. I need to stop writing these on no sleep. That is my excuse if there are any mistakes. Ok imma stop here now.

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It’s been two weeks since Chan first showed up in my history class. Since that lecture he’s always showing up out of nowhere. If we share a class he always sits close to me, but I’ve followed my unspoken rule of not acknowledging his existence hoping he’ll go away. Thankfully he has yet to sit right next to me but with the way my luck has been going he’s gonna do it sooner or later. He hasn’t spoken to me yet but I can hear him react to things I say.  Rosé and Lisa are the only people who will sit next to me these days. I don’t know why I’ve suddenly become the center of his attention but I hope everything goes back to normal soon. I run into him All. The. Time. I’m so over it. I’ve started spending a lot of time in the library hoping I’ll get away from him. The worst part about it is all the whispering. No one but Rosé and Lisa talk TO me but everyone else on campus don’t seem to mind talking ABOUT me and why Chan seems to never leave my company. Honestly people don’t you know pointing and staring is rude? I can hear all your whispers, do you think I asked for the hot bad boy who may or may not get me killed to start paying attention to me?

Ever since this whole situation began I’ve picked up the habit of ranting about life out loud. I hate it but it helps relieve the frustration for some reason. I hear him laugh whenever I do it. “For the last time Lisa I am not going. I’ve said it 17 times now, I will not say it again.” Yes I am actually counting. Even though I said that I know she’s gonna keep asking until I crack and say yes, but I am as stubborn as a mule so she will reach the hundreds until I finally do. Unfortunately she has 4 more days until the Halloween party and it’s only 9 am. “It’s gonna be so much fun though. Like everyone is going.” Sigh. “I know they will. That is why I’ll be staying home and watching Horton hears a who for the 25th time on Netflix.” It was the wind, just ignore it, it’s definitely not Chan. “But it’s ha… Did you say 25 times? Really?” Don’t look at me like that or I’ll bite you. “Yes. Stop with the face, it’s a masterpiece of cinematography.” 100 percent the wind. “Oook, moving on. You have to come. I already told Binnie you’d be there.” I’m just glad she stopped flinching whenever he makes a noise. That really got on my nerves. “You know how disappointed she’ll be if you don’t show.” Oh she’s pulling all the stops now. “That’s just low. You know I can’t say no to those puppy dog eyes of hers.” Thankfully she’s not actually here. “It’s still a no and I’ll just have to deal with the disappointment.”

True to my thoughts she continued to pester me about going to the party until 4 days later 3 hours before the party I cracked. It wasn’t just Lisa though, she bought reinforcements. “I’m actually gonna kill all of you. I know how to make it look like natural causes too. I spend far too much time on the internet.” They could at least let me choose my own outfit but no, here I am on my bed just glaring at them as they rifle through my clothing in an attempt to find something they deem “suitable”. That meaning as short as humanly possible with plenty of skin showing up top. “Yes dear we know.” Why’d they have to bring Binnie into it? I know her sorority is the one throwing it but I can’t deny that girl anything. She’s adorable. If it were just Rosé and Lisa I would’ve been fine….. probably. Ok I wouldn’t have been but I can pretend. As much as I hate this I’m just happy that Binnie doesn’t seem to care about my whole Bad Boy Leech Problem™. She came back from her month break found out what happened and just rolled with it. “I don’t have time to go back to my dorm, Rosie got anything she can wear? Nothing I’ve found is good enough. “Hmmmm, maybe. I think I have a good one. Just a sec.” Well, they don’t like my clothes, nice. “Come here and let Binnie start your hair while I set up the makeup.” They aren’t even going to see me coming. They’ll be going about their day and then I’ll just be there. Then they’ll be gone and I’ll use my elite skills to, “Oww, Binnie.” She’s first even though she’s my favorite. “Sorry. Don’t worry the hair will cover the burn.” Don’t look at me with that cute smile. I’m tryna be mad at you. “What do you think?” I think I’d rather wear jeans and a hoodie but I don’t get a choice. “Isn’t this a halloween party? Why am I not going as a bunny or something?” I have the perfect onesie for it. “We got you a mask.” Yes, because that’s the best halloween costume. “It’s perfect Rosie.” Makeup happened at this point.

I’ve been here all of 20 minutes and I’m already over it. People with red plastic cups everywhere, people making out wherever I look. PDA, disgusting. Everyone is dressed up in actual halloween costumes. The three demons that caused my pain are dressed as a slutty bunny, a slutty maid and a cute angel, 2 guesses as to which one that is. Speaking of slutty bunny is headed my way with 2 red plastic cups. “You could at least pretend to be having a good time.” I don’t think Rosé understands how deep my hatred for these events runs. “I could. But then people would think I’m here by choice. I want everyone to know that I want to be anywhere but here.” I need some wood because of her next sentence, or maybe a bottle to hit her with. That would also work. “At least you know Chan won’t be here. He’s never been to one of these parties.” She’s jinxed it now. I’m gonna have to look over my shoulder the whole time I’m here now. “I can’t believe you’ve done this.” She’s laughing. The absolute nerve. I’ve changed my mind, she’s first. “Calm down and drink your worries away.” Easy for her to say, she doesn’t have a Bad Boy Leech Problem™. Sipping the drink she handed me as she walks away I scan the room to see if I can find Binnie. She’s the only reason I’m here so I’ll be damned if I let her get away from my moping. Making a bee line for her as soon as she came into sight I was stopped by some guy dressed as Luigi who was tryna dance all up on me even as I tried to get past to Binnie. “Dude imma stand on your toe if you don’t skedaddle.” It seems he didn’t quite hear me. “I said-“ Gonna kill all of em’. “She said beat it kid.” Especially Rosé. Luigi couldn’t seem to get out of the way fast enough. Continuing on my quest to get to Binnie I felt him follow. I hate how well I’ve adapted to ignoring him.

When I finally reached Binnie which took a lot less time than expected, probably because of the guard leech, she took one look at me then looked to Chan, then back to me and I could see the apology in her eyes. Those goddamn puppy dog eyes. “We will talk later but just know my statement stands. You’ll never see it coming.” Having Chan standing right there seemed to be making her nervous so I just let out a sigh and moved to find a corner that was loud enough that holding conversation would be to troublesome but quiet enough that I won’t go deaf. “We can go anywhere you want and I promise I won’t try to make conversation.” Do I trust that or should I keep looking for my perfect corner. Giving him the benefit of the doubt I find a nice secluded corner to hide from everyone in. And he’s gone. How did I not notice that until now? Should I be relieved? I know I should but I feel a little disappointed. Taking another sip of my drink if whatever it is I noticed something. It’s empty. I don’t remember drinking it but it’s gone and there’s nothing on my dress or shoes so I assume I didn’t spill it. “Did you seriously only now realize your cup is empty? Not very observant are you?” It’s a good thing the cup was empty because it would be all over the both of us. He is a ninja, I swear. I didn’t see him at all and now he’s right in front of me. “What happened to not making conversation?” I need to work on my Glare of Doom™, he didn’t even flinch. Handing me a cup of some kind of alcohol I assume, he smirked. Dammit. I acknowledged him. “I was just saying. I’ll stop now.” That god damned smirk is lethal. I looked at the cup, then at him, then at the cup, then at him again but suspiciously. “What is it?” I wanna punch that smirk off his face. “Vodka and lemonade. Don’t worry I’m not trying to drug you.” Sniffing it, as if that would tell me anything, I took a cautious sip. He’s yet to try and kill me and he seems smart enough to realize he’d get caught if he did while surrounded by this many people. It tastes the same as what Rosé gave me so I’m just gonna hope he’s telling the truth.

We stood there in silence for what felt like a year but was realistically only 20 minutes. I have to pee. I have no idea where the bathroom is. I assume he doesn’t either since Rosie said he’s never been to one of these thing either, and I wouldn’t ask him anyway, since I’ve gone back to pretending he doesn’t exist. Pushing myself off the wall and walking away abruptly in the hopes he won’t react in time and I’ll lose him, I go in search of a bathroom. It didn’t work so I had Chan following me as I walked around looking like a lost child looking for their mum. “There’s a bathroom on the 2nd floor, 3rd doorway to the right.” Not acknowledging him but taking his advice, I went back to the entryway we just walked through and started climbing up the stairs. Coming up to the door there was a line so I just leaned against the wall with my eyes closed and sipped at my drink while we waited. As the line moved Chan nudged my shoulder a little to make me move up. “It’s your turn.” I handed him my drink and walked into the bathroom. Doing what I came to do, I thought about how this night has been going. I hated it at first, and I’m still not really enjoying myself but I find myself hating it less and less as time goes by. “C’mon princess people are waiting.” Why am I red? Am I blushing? Just from that? Shaking my head to clear it, double checking my face to make sure I’m not red and making sure all of Binnie’s work hasn’t come undone I open the door and come face to face with Chan. “There you are princess, you were taking so long I almost kicked the door in.” I’m really finding it hard to hate tonight.

[drowning-in-dennor]

Nightmare

In a world where one can hear whatever music their soulmate is listening to, one can find themselves listening to some rather romantic songs. This is not the case for one unfortunate young man, though, whose soulmate has developed the tendency to listen to obnoxious meme music. [Written for day three of @weekofhetalia‘s Hetalia Extravaganza.]

  The clock reads “3:00 a.m.”. 

  He smothers his face in the pillow, muffles a pained scream and tries to block out the annoying song in his head.

  Whoever his soulmate is, Stellan’s ready to tear him apart with his bare hands. Who the hell is listening to some Barbie song at three in the morning!? He grabs his phone, plugs in his earphones and tries to wash his sorrows away with some of his own music, knowing that his soulmate’ll be listening to it, too. Take that, bastard.

  The music stops around fifteen minutes later, and Stellan unplugs his earphones and tries to go back to sleep. 

…

  When he storms into his office the next day, shooting a murderous look at his poor secretary, Aleksander gets up from his seat and pats his shoulder sympathetically. “Your soulmate?”

  “Obviously,” he seethes, “they started listening to some idiotic song in the middle of the night and woke me up. Again.” Stellan pulls his chair out and sits down, yanking out his notebook with a little too much force. “I really hope my soulmate isn’t someone who listens to children's cartoon music at strange hours.”

  Aleksander laughs and takes his seat in the cubicle next to Stellan’s. “Ah, we’ve all heard that special someone listen to something weird. Bogden was scared out of his wits because I kept listening to, and I quote, ‘scary music’. Maybe they’ll actually be really nice.”

  Stellan flips a page open, pulling a pen out and scribbling incoherently. “I highly doubt anyone who listens to Barbie songs at three in the morning could be ‘really nice’.”

  “You never know,” he says, “I remember Bogden being all surprised when it turned out I was his soulmate. He said I was too cute to be listening to that kind of music!” At Stellan’s incredulous huff, Aleksander pokes his head over their divider. “Come on, have some faith! Your soulmate will be perfect for you.”

  Rapidly clicking his pen, Stellan turns to another page and nearly rips it out of his notebook. “He better be, or I’m going to be very, very disappointed.”

…

  Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down…

  “Oh, are you FUC — “

  “What’re they listening to?” Aleksander calls.

  “Never Going to Give You Up!” Stellan resists the urge to slam his head on his desk and grabs his phone, plugging in his earphones again. “I swear, if they start listening to some idiotic song again, I will hunt them down and rip them apart limb from limb.”

  The jaunty chorus of Never Going to Give you Up slowly melts away as the soothing voice of Patti Paige starts to play from his cell phone, and Stellan continues with his work.

  I remember the nights and the Tennessee Waltz, now I know just how much I have lost…

…

  ...yes, I lost my little darling the night they were playing the beautiful Tennessee Waltz!

  Stellan pushes the door open to Boulangerie Bonnefoy. “Good afternoon, Matthieu.”

  “Hey, Stellan.” Matthieu waves from the counter, laying out fluffy brioche rolls in their display cases. “The usual?”

  “Yes, please,” he says, sitting down at a table by the window, “and I’m sorry if I end up rather… cranky today. My soulmate’s being an asshole.”

  Matthieu walks back into the kitchen. “Are they playing weird music?”

  “They rickrolled me.”

  “Ah, the classic trick.”

  A few minutes later, Matthieu comes out with a bowl of steaming soup and a plate of barbajuan. “Here you go.” He smiles as he returns to the counter. “And good luck with your soulmate.”

  To prevent any unpleasant surprises (and spilling of soup), Stellan puts on his earphones and starts playing his own music. For a good ten minutes, he manages to have his lunch in peace, enjoying the flaky, rich barbajuan and creamy soup.

  Then the door swings open, and in walk a group of three incredibly loud men.

  “I’m telling you, man,” one of them rants, “there’s no way my talented boy Michael lost to Wendy, of all his classmates! I bet the competition was rigged!”

  “Or, Al,” another says, “Kirkland’s little girl just had a better speech. I mean, Michael’s speech started with, ‘hot take: uniforms are stupid and here’s why’.”

  Al turns on his friend, crossing his arms. “It was a good intro!”

  “It was good because you thought of it?” The last man asks.

  “It was good because it was engaging and unconventional, Gilbert!”

  “When did you learn those words?” Gilbert dodges a kick from Al and runs towards the counter, slamming his hands on top. “Hey, can we have, uh, three of those little quiche things, please? Thanks.”

  A very startled-looking Matthieu pokes his head into the kitchen, presumably telling his brother to prepare the mens’ lunch. “Do you want anything else?”

  “Nope.” He gestures for his friends to pay, dropping a few notes on the counter. “Hey Al, pass the dough. Henrik,” Gilbert looks to him, “you going to pay or not?”

  Henrik clutches his head, rubbing at his temples. “One sec, my soulmate’s listening to their old-timey music again. Lemme shut them up.”

  Exactly twenty seconds later, Stellan’s napkin flutters to the ground as he claps a hand against his forehead, the astonishingly obnoxious first verse of Take Me On suddenly screaming in his head.

  “Yeah, there we go.” Henrik passes Gilbert his money, tightening his headphones. “I predict I’ll have five minutes until they retaliate.”

  You must remember this — a kiss is still a kiss, a sigh is just a sigh! The fundamental things apply as time goes by…

  “I thought so.”

  He drops his spoon as the Soviet Union’s anthem starts playing in his head. Stellan fumbles for his phone and clicks on the first song in his playlist.

  Nidelven River so still and so sweet, here I do go to dream, dreaming of you whom I once loved so dear, faded now to mere memories —

  BAB —

  Stellan rips his headphones out and jumps to his feet, shouting to nobody in particular, “will you STOP?”

  Henrik drops his phone in surprise, staring at him. “...what?”

  “Oh.” He sits back down, face burning. “I’m sorry, my soulmate’s playing some really stupid music, that’s all.”

  “Don’t worry, so’s mine. All that old music’s driving me insane!”

  And it clicks.

  Getting up again, Stellan points at Henrik as his face blooms crimson. “So it was you!”

  “What?”

  “You were the one playing all that stupid music!” He approaches Henrik, scowling. “You woke me up at three in the morning today and scared the hell out of me with your idiotic prank!”

  Henrik places his hands on his hips. “Well, you were the one playing all those boring songs that sound like they’re from the Stone Age!”

  “That also means you two are soulmates,” Al interrupts.

  Stellan looks at Henrik. “Wait.”

  “Hold up.”

  “No way you’re my soulmate!” He stomps towards Henrik, placing his hands on his shoulders. “No way the person I’m supposed to be with is a fan of such insipid music!”

  “And no way is my soulmate someone who listens to sappy old songs! I mean, they’re super sweet and actually not that bad, but — “

  “You think they’re sweet?”

  Henrik pauses. “Yes? They’re kind of boring, but the lyrics are cute.”

  Stellan’s face turns pink as he stares at him. “You know,” he slowly says, “maybe this won’t be too bad if you can appreciate my music.”

  “And if you can appreciate mine.”

  “No promises.” He smiles, barely so, at Henrik. “But I’ll try.”

[fictional-downey]

Lockhart

Life has moved on since Harry Lockhart and Perry van Shrike solved The Dexter Case,  but not in the way Harry would have liked it to. It may take a figure from Perry's past to shake things up in L.A. once more.

"Dream girl.... Well, that didn't last all that long, did it? Oh sure, Harmony and I were great for a while. She hung around L.A. and continued to audition while I honed in on my detective life, surpassing Perry in every way... Well, yeah okay, maybe not. Anyway, Harmony and I were doing great - I was even thinking about popping the question. Right? Harry Lockhart, failer of marriage, going in for that second act? The fuck! But yeah, I was ready, and she claimed she was, too...until that phone call. That fucking Canadian casting agent made her wide-eyed and suddenly unwilling to be 'tied-down.' Fuck. Needless to say, she was on the next flight out of the country and is now some featured character on a Canadian soap so bad...it's good? Maybe? Fuck, something like that. Apparently it's worthy of trolling on the Internet and that's a thing that makes more people watch it.

"So, what's my point here? Good question. Who the fuck knows what my point is, right? I work cases with Perry and, more times than not, he gives me the super shitty ones...literally - I was in a sewage pipe last week - and I sit at this desk and log my fucking existence on here for absolutely no reason whatsoever. I know, 'Oh, but Harry, you're in L.A.! Magical, wonderful L.A. that's full of parties and pretty people and you could never possibly be bored!' Fuck that! You spend a few weeks here and you've had enough. Plastic, pretentious people rule this place. Everyone is looking for their big break - and hey, for a hot minute, I was one of those shmucks - or the easiest way to make a fortune. Guess what? It doesn't. Fucking. Happen. So, I pop on here a couple times a week and rant to whoever the fuck wants to listen to me because...hey, it's L.A., baby. Maybe this shit'll get picked up by someone who needs to make another bullshit reality show."

Harry clicked off the web cam and sat back in his chair, exhaling for a rather lengthy period of time. "Wonder what Canuck she's fucking tonight?" he murmured, tossing a piece of nicotine gum in his mouth. Perry insisted he quit smoking, as he worried about looking professional to clients and insisted the stench would permeate the furniture. Harry honestly didn't mind much, especially when he stopped coughing at night, although there were moments when he felt he may jump out of his skin. He turned off the desk lamp and made his way upstairs to his bedroom. "Probably whichever one can get her the most lines," he continued. As he rounded the corner, he stubbed his toe on Perry's antique sewing machine. "Fucking fuck! This doesn't even make sense being here!" He hopped through the threshold of his room and slammed the door.

Perry was out of town, visiting his mother, so the house was empty, save for Harry. He tossed and turned for a little while before his phone rang. He looked at the clock beside his bed and frowned when he realized that it only read eleven o'clock. "That neon disease is long gone, isn't it?" He smiled when he saw the caller I.D. "Hey there, kiddo."

"Uncle Harry, hi! Did I wake you?" His niece sounded concerned.

"Oh, no, no, sweetie, I wasn't even in bed yet," he lied. She called him at least once a week, something Harry actually looked forward to and enjoyed quite a bit. Tonight's conversation came from Washington state rather than Indiana - she even called him while away on vacation with her parents. They spoke for twenty minutes or so before he heard his brother telling her it was time to get ready for bed. After they hung up, Harry realized he wasn't exactly tired anymore. He left his room, a sandwich seeming like a good idea, but heard water running in the bathroom down the hall. "The hell?" He assumed Perry came back early and was "slumming it" in the non-master bath. He knocked on the door and laughed as he asked, "Hey, Twinkle Toes, back early?" Truth be told, he was happy he wasn't alone in the house anymore.

"Just a sec!" The voice that answered did not belong to Perry van Shrike. Harry raised an eyebrow as he heard the water shut off before wet footsteps padded to the door. When it opened, a mop of dark, wet hair was visible first, then the matching eyes of its owner. "Could you be a doll and grab a towel for me? Perry doesn't seem to like keeping the bathroom stocked."

"I, erm...uh...who the fuck are you?" Harry asked, unable to help his swearing. "Sorry, rude, but really, who are you?"

"Alex," the woman answered, smiling. "And you're Harry," she added, her tone matter of fact. "I've heard quite a bit about you."

"Huh." Harry was now stumped for several reasons: he still had no idea who the wet mystery woman was and now he knew that she knew all about him.

"Towel?" she asked, water audibly dripping from her body to the floor.

"Towel, yeah, sure...then I get more than 'Alex', right? Perry hasn't exactly been as forthcoming about you as he has about me."

She smiled again, though the look on her face changed. "Of course."

Harry jogged down the hall - wary of his toes this time - and grabbed a couple of towels from the overly organized linen closet. "Alex, huh? For all I know she could be a fucking serial killer...eh, better night than I was gonna have either way." He returned to the bathroom, knocked once again, and froze when the door swung open.

"Thanks, I was starting to freeze in here. Once the steam dies down it's...Harry, you okay?" Harry was very much not "okay." The late night guest in the bathroom stood completely naked in front of him and he was stuck in place, his mouth agape. She took the towels from his hand and laughed. "Oh, I'm so sorry," she said, thinking she'd offended him. She wrapped the towel around her body and fussed for a moment before the other was secured around her hair. She stepped closer to Harry and kissed his cheek. "How about we go out for a drink and I tell you all Perry hasn't, hm?"

"Uh...yeah, drink...good. I'll down the hall...be...there..." Harry turned on his heel and raced back to his room, praying she didn't see the now raging hard-on tenting his boxers. "Fuck!" He whisper-shouted once he was behind his own closed door. "Who the hell just opens the fucking door like that?" He looked down at his current situation. "Been fucking ages, hasn't it?" His mind forced him to see her tanned curves again, the droplets of water on her left breast and... "Damn it, Perry." His "situation" began to deflate as his newfound observation skills made something else overrun his thoughts. As attractive as her soaked female form was, he caught a glimpse of some nasty bruising on the small of her back. Part of why she showed up here? He tried Perry's cell, but it immediately went to voicemail - he never turned it on when he was with his mother - and he was "forbidden" to call his mother unless it was a life or death emergency. "Naked woman...confusion, but not enough to make the call." He then paced the room for a few minutes before he threw on a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt. "She did mean it, I think..." A knock interrupted him.

"Harry?" He opened the door and she stood, clothed, before him. Her hair was pulled up into a wet bun and her face was void of any make-up. She had slipped into a pair of well worn jeans and an oversized, and very faded, sweatshirt - which left Harry a little confused.

"Did you change your mind?" he asked, scratching his head.

"No, why?"

Shit! He didn't want to offend her, so he quickly added, "I've just never known a woman to get ready so quickly. You know, usually it's like, an hour wait or, uh, something." She smiled again and Harry took note that she most certainly didn't need makeup, then felt a little piggish for having that thought. Harmony fucked me up more than I thought.... "I've known a lot of women that..."

"Harry, it's okay," she giggled. "I'm pretty sure I put you a little out of sorts when I opened the door. I'm sorry about that. Ready?"

"Yeah, sure."

"That little bar still a couple blocks away?" Her tone was completely casual, and rather knowing.

How many times has she been out here and how the hell does she know Perry? Eh, we'll get to that, I guess. "Yup, the hole in the wall that won't die."

"And it shouldn't. I hate mainstreamed L.A. bars - so many pretentious douche bags in them and they change their theme every five minutes to stay relevant."

"I couldn't agree more - and good adjective, I've been throwing that one around a lot lately." He chuckled, happy that someone else thought the same of the general population here. They walked down the flights steps and, as they approached the front door, Harry stopped before he took hold of its handle. "Did you wanna walk or...?" She nodded in response. As soon as they stepped out into the late evening air, Harry's line of questioning began. "So, do you really know Perry, or am I accompanying some squatter or serial killer or something to get a drink?"

Alex laughed. "Well, I had a key and know the code for the alarm panel, so what do you think?"

"Stalker comes to mind," Harry quipped. "Or...international spy, maybe?"

"Shit, my cover's blown!" She moved her wrist close to her face and spoke to her watch. Harry noticed that it was a men's watch. "I've been compromised, incinerate the residence and take out Lockhart."

Harry cocked his head and stopped walking. "Seriously, who the hell are you?" She was quick and witty and...fun. "I've met people Perry knows and they're..."

"Stiff? Boring? General assholes who are completely full of themselves?"

"You do know Perry!" His voice boomed into the night, exuberant. "So my life's not in danger then?"

She raised an eyebrow. "What would lead you to that conclusion? He could have been responsible for getting me tossed in jail at some point. Maybe I'm back for revenge." She saw Harry's gears turning and burst into a laughing fit. "Please tell me you aren't this easy all the time - you're fodder for Perry if you are!"

"Pfft, no, but I don't know a thing about you, so shouldn't I be wary? 'Stranger Danger' and all?"

"I'll give you that." There wasn't even a beat of silence before she began her story. "Perry was an army brat - you do know that, right? I mean, he doesn't open up about it much, but..."

"Dick of a father." He sighed. "Yeah, I know all about it - we even bonded over shitty dads a bit."

"Well, that saves some time, doesn't it? Anyway, we have that in common. Not the dick part," she quickly added, "just the army one. Our families were on the same base and little ten year old me developed a terrible crush on sixteen year old Perry." She smiled at the memory. "He and my brother hit it off as soon as they met, so he was around a lot - getting away from his dad as much as he could - they were really good friends..." Her voice trailed for a moment, but she quickly continued her story. "Anyway, he started to notice 'little sis' hanging around a bit too much over the next year and he let me down gently."

"Because of your tender young age?" Harry asked, lighthearted.

"Because he enjoyed having sex with my brother."

"Oh..." Harry's tone spoke more for him than any words would.

She chuckled. "I suppose that was my lesson in 'the birds and the bees.' He was so damned sweet to me though...he explained things as best he could without freaking out someone who had already acted out their wedding with Barbie and Ken."

"Really?"

"Oh, you didn't know younger, studly Perry...every single girl on that base threw themselves at him."

"I meant the doll wedding," Harry chuckled.

Alex shrugged and, for a brief moment, a tiny smile lit up her face. "I kept their secret." The smile faded. "That certainly wasn't something they wanted to get out to anyone on the base. So, I was like this little member of a special club with the boys and...it was pretty amazing while it lasted."

They arrived at the bar and her story paused. The small brick building was a welcoming site for Alex. Once inside, the smell triggered memories and she wasted no time in approaching the bartender, Harry following behind. It was a little more crowded than one would imagine on a random Tuesday so close to midnight, but somehow the murmuring of people was something that comforted Harry - it usually made him feel less alone. He waited, wondering if she was going to order some girly concoction or an overly hoppy IPA.

"Penicillin?" she asked, hope evident in her eyes. The bartender nodded, then looked to Harry. He ordered a Manhattan. "A whiskey guy, nice."

"And a scotch girl - definitely not what I was expecting."

"Umbrellas are for rain, not for drinks." She pulled out a barstool, deciding that this was where she wanted to be. "This okay? Booths are further from the alcohol."

"You're brilliant, aren't you?" He pulled out the stool beside her and sat.

She shrugged off his comment, then her story picked up once more. "So, anyway, Perry's dad got transferred and they were off to Germany, just after Perry turned seventeen, but he wrote to me every week and he and my brother...I know they were young and all, but, they were in love and it was..." She put her hand on Harry's. "I'm not making you uncomfortable, am I?"

The contact caught him off guard. "No, not at all. Why?"

"Just making sure." She took her hand back as their drinks were served. She brought the glass close to her and inhaled deeply. "This is heaven," she breathed before moving the glass in front of Harry. "Sniff this." He did as she requested, the image of a campfire coming to mind immediately. "So smokey and smooth. Sip?"

"Sure." Harry took a sip and was still impressed that she didn't order something that had a candied liquor in it. Harmony didn't drink too many things that weren't either pink or an imported beer.

She took the glass back and took her own sip. Harry watched her shoulders relax. "Once Perry was eighteen, he came back to the states and stayed on base with us."

"Wait," Harry interrupted, unable to help himself. "Where was Perry's mother? He loves her, or maybe worships, I'm still not sure about the fine details. Not sure I wanna be, either."

"She stayed with his father in Germany...that man was such a tyrant at times, but, as much as she loves Perry, she felt it was her place to stay with him...I think she may have had more tears of joy rather than sadness when he passed." She took another sip of her drink, then continued her pervious story. "Anyway, my dad figured out the relationship between my brother and Perry, before Perry left, and he embraced what they had. It was one of the most beautiful things, Harry. I mean, he was the polar opposite of Perry's father in every way." Her eyes grew glossy, but her tears never fell. "But beautiful things fade away, don't they? My dad was deployed and killed...my brother died when I was nineteen..." She didn't expand on what happened to him. "...but Perry, he stayed in my life. He had no reason to, really, but he did."

As Harry's brain processed the information he was given, he sat in a gut wrenching silence. He had so many questions, but did he have the right to ask any of them? "I'm so sorry," he finally said, knowing those words were most likely said to her hundreds of times by people that actually knew her.

"That was way too much, wasn't it?" she asked, downing the rest of her drink. She looked to the bartender and he understood, taking the glass and starting on a fresh one for her. "I tend to go the bandaid route, you know? Just throw it all out there and be..." She shook her head. I'm sorry, you probably didn't need to hear -"

Harry jumped in, easing her slight embarrassment. "I hate to use the word 'baggage' here, but we all have it, and it weighs on the back of our minds. We worry that it's gonna come up, so sometimes we just blurt it out. It makes us feel like we can breathe again."

Alex smiled. "I really hate that he calls you a dumbass so much, but it really is more of a term of endearment."

"Eh, I've earned the monicker a few times," Harry chuckled. "Uh, so I seem to have bad moments with math, but if I've followed your story correctly, you've known Perry for like, twenty-someish years?"

"Shit, that's a long time," she mused, her second drink now in her hand. "Bianchi," she added.

He cocked an eyebrow at her. "Uh...okay?"

"You wanted more than Alex, didn't you?" She saw that Harry understood now. "Alexandra Bianchi." She extended her hand formally and Harry took it.

"Harold Lockhart."

"Harold," she mused. "Harry..." She chuckled. "That doesn't work so well for you."

Harry's eyes widened. "What?"

"Harry and the Hendersons, that what I'm thinking about."

"I look like Bigfoot to you?"

Her laugh strengthened. "No, I'm saying the opposite here. You're far too good looking to be a 'Harry' or 'Harold.'"

"I honestly can't tell if you're complimenting me or digging at me."

"Oh, it's a compliment. You are absolutely gorgeous." She leaned forward, resting her chin on her knuckles, her elbow pressed to the wood of the bar. "Those Bambi eyes and perfect lips..." She swayed on her stool a little, her first drink taking slight control of her body.

Harry felt himself blush. He knew she drank too fast, and being so late she most likely hadn't eaten anything, so the effects of the alcohol were making themselves known. "Thank you." He pushed his now empty glass away, but placed a hand over it, a signal that he didn't need another one. "I like to think of Harry Houdini," he added, trying to take the conversation away from wherever is started going.

She didn't hear him. "Of course there's the Harry and Perry rhyming part, too. Where are you going tonight? Perry and Harry's," she giggled, shaking her head. "But Lockhart," she mused, "that's a very layered name and I like it. Would you mind if I called you that?"

He smirked, then nodded. "Sure, Bianchi."

"Oh, no, no, no...it's Alex, okay? Not Alexandra, not Bianchi..."

"Why?" The question was innocent enough.

"It's what my dad and brother always called me. It's who I am." Her second drink was already gone and she was losing the battle with her earlier tears.

"Okay, Alex, I got it." He reached out and wiped her tears away - a rather intimate act, but a necessary one at the moment. He knew pain, at least on some levels, and she was clearly in some. "Alex?" He softened his tone. "What brought you to Perry's?"

Her lower lip trembled. "I missed him?" She shook her head. "No, that's a half lie. I do miss him...and I needed...I don't have anyone else that..."

Harry wordlessly paid their tab and got up from his seat. "C'mon," he offered gently. He guided her from the stool and steadied her when her feet hit the floor. He put his hand on her back and she winced.

Once back out into the night air, Alex found her voice again. "Perry told me his home is always open to me." She leaned against Harry. "I was so stupid, I didn't see it fast enough...I had to get away, Lockhart..." She stumbled, but Harry kept her from falling.

"Someone hurt you." It was a statement, and a true one.

She nodded. "You saw, didn't you?"

"Yeah."

"Fuck..." She didn't say anything else, and Harry didn't pressure her. She was drunk and her guard was down. She was also obviously scared, but played it cool with him earlier.

Once safely in the house, Harry helped her upstairs to the guest room; there were already two suitcases situated under one of the windows. He looked away as she slipped out of her jeans and sweatshirt, staying only to make sure she didn't fall. He only turned around when she said his name.

"Lockhart?"

"Hm?" He was happy to see her in a long t-shirt that rested mid-thigh.

"Thank you." She pulled him into a hug and held onto him. "I'll be less of a wreck in the morning, I swear."

"It's okay," he whispered, his hands rubbing her back above the bruises. He helped her once more, pulling back the covers of the bed, then tucking her in once she was situated. She was asleep in moments. Harry couldn't help himself as he bent down and kissed her forehead, worry flooding his thoughts. "Good night." He turned out the light and left the room with a terrible, uneasy feeling.

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Gonna go ahead and rant into the void for a hot sec, sorry yall (I'm on mobile so no cut unfortunately)

I really like the job that I'm at, and the company culture is really awesome especially for game development. But I always thought I was going to move away from the tiny town I grew up in and just experience life other places. Somehow I ended up "lucky" enough that my hometown just also happens to be a popular location for game companies (somehow, i find it so bizarre)

And then theres the entire other issue of this is only an internship so I dont have a position after february, but now all my connections are connected to the other people around here so I'll probably end up applying to other local companies and I just. I can't figure out how to balance the two parts (while also can't help but feeling super selfish for even worrying about this when. Y'know. I have a job I enjoy in my field and theres about 50372 things more important)