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middleagerunblog · 10 months ago

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XLIX.

This is a hard post to write.

My running is going well. I feel great.

But weight is up and I don't like it. I am stuck in the mid 190s. My clothes don't quite fit right. Just getting to the mid 180s would make everything fit better.

Then I tell myself forget the scale, I can get new clothes, live your life. Feel good first, worry about the rest later.

But then I remember a few years ago at the doctor when my cholesterol was high and he recommended a statin. I said I'd try to lose weight first. He said fine, lifestyle change is valid, come back in 3 months in we'll do blood work again. That was over 3 years ago and I haven't materially changed my lifestyle.

Really my weight for my height should be mid 160s, but I just getting to and staying in the mid 170s would be a significant lifestyle change.

So I try a bunch of workouts but the only thing that sticks is running. The best exercise routine is the one you will do, I think that's what Naval says.

Then I get better at running and decide to train for a half marathon because that helps me stay consistent. But all this running is not letting me lose weight. I am hungry after speedwork and long runs.

So I am stuck in the paradox where half marathon training motivates me to eat better. But then I get to the point where it doesn't help me lose weight.

The only eating style that's ever helped me lose weight has been low carb. But low carb eating doesn't go with running.

So I get to the point that it's late January, and I'm like screw it, just get through it, race is in early March. After that you can pivot to a weight loss routine, attack weight loss like I attack a half marathon training program, even start a new blog about that. That can cover Mar-Apr-May. By summer I can be the weight I want to be.

Then I'm like, why hold on, why wait? What was my race entry fee, $50 or so? It's a sunk cost, start the weight loss thing now, you can run more races after you're 175.

But then I worry this is cope, you like this, what's a few more weeks, run the race, then pivot.

I need to make a decision.

It's Wednesday morning when I think this.

Wednesday morning was easy pace 3, Thursday is rest. It's not until Friday morning's pace run + Saturday morning's long run where I have to push myself. So I have a couple days to think about it and eat for weight loss because the running burden isn't too high.

But all this thinking leads to eating, too much snacking on Wednesday. Snacked on pretzels and peanut butter after dinner. But then I didn't feel too full, so what does that tell me.

Thursday morning, time to write this all out. Think of Naval's decision making model.

Step one - if you can't decide between yes and no, the answer is no.

But what is the question? Is it, should I quit the half marathon program and focus on weight loss now? Or is it should I focus on weight loss now and quit the half marathon program? I have to move to step two.

Step two - if it's an either/or, pick the option that would give me more short term pain.

If I keep at this half marathon thing, I have to deal with frustration of the scale for another 5-6 weeks. That would annoy me. Is my brain tricking me to make that seem worse than it is? My clothes have fit this way for a while now, what's few more weeks. Accomplish this goal then move on to the next thing in March. I will have a sense of accomplishment, then move onto accomplishing weight loss.

Or is the feel of quitting the short term pain? Getting started on a weight loss program isn't as fun as running, so maybe that's the short term pain.

Hmmm, I'm 60/40 that quitting is the short term pain, so this step leads me to keep going on the half marathon. But let's look at step three.

Step three - if the short term pain is the same, pick the one with more long term calm.

OK, fast forward to Memorial Day. Option 1, run the half marathon. Keep to a successful schedule, run it under 2 hours. Feel happy. Take the weekend, enjoy some carbs and beer. A week later you turn 45. Focus on weight loss, set a goal to lose 20 pounds in 12 weeks by Memorial Day. Maybe you hit that and continue the momentum into the summer, pushing for the 160s. Maybe at my age that amount of weight loss that quickly isn't possible, and you need more of the summer to get there and you hit 175 by 4th of July.

Option 2, start weight loss program now. Tell your wife. Say this is more important. Get the family involved. (I guess I could get the family more involved in Option 1 too, just a month later.) 20 pounds in 12 weeks is mid April, maybe I give myself more time, being honest with my age, Memorial Day is 17 weeks away. Get to 175 by then. Do a running program over the summer and run a half marathon in early fall.

Ugh, I don't know.

I go back to the family thing. I think I need to ask my wife to help me think this through. Maybe based on what she gets more excited about getting on board with me, right now, or think it through in Feb, get on board together in March.

I ask my wife and she says don't quit half marathon program. I don't have anything to replace it with. Figure something out in Feb for March, that's not stalling, that's right around the corner.

I think she's right.

#running #half marathon #self doubt #naval ravikant #decision making #losing weight

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dweemeister · 11 months ago

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2023 Movie Odyssey

I keep submitting this later and later! Anyways, as is tradition on this blog, this is the complete list of films I saw for the first time in their entirety over the last calendar year. They are listed in the order of completion and with a respective rating out of ten from me. Each rating (my ratings system and eligibility rules are explained here - which I really need to update) is based on my personal imdb rating. All half-points are rounded down.

Mid-late January was mostly virtual viewing for the Sundance Film Festival. March was defined almost entirely by my blog’s annual 31 Days of Oscar marathon (in which I limit myself to watching films nominated for an Academy Award or Honorary Academy Award winning films). May was entirely dedicated to viewing submissions for Viet Film Fest - which contributed heavily to the amount of short films (in somewhat-related news, I have finally completed viewing of the entire original Popeye short film series, an endeavor that took several years).

For the first time since I started taking records in 2012, I recorded not a single 10/10 rating.

In sum, I saw 226 films that were new to me in 2021 (up from 207 in 2022). 111 of those were features (films defined as forty-one minutes or longer, a record low since I've been keeping records); 115 were short films (forty minutes or shorter; a record and the first time short films surpassed features).

For the second straight year running, I failed on my yearly objective to watch more pre-1980 films than 1980 and after - this is to ensure that I my viewing habits are well-rounded, chronologically. Among features, I saw thirteen more features released 1980 and after. Adding both features and shorts, the deficit was fifty (a record, up from last year's count of nineteen).

What follows is the entire list of the 2023 Movie Odyssey:

JANUARY (asterisk denotes Sundance Film Festival)

Guillermo del Toro’s Pinocchio (2022) – 8.5/10

Beaus Will Be Beaus (1955 short) – 6/10

Heathers (1988) – 7/10

My Father’s Dragon (2022) – 6.5/10

Gift of Gag (1955 short) – 6/10

I Know Where I’m Going! (1945) – 8/10

Puss in Boots: The Last Wish (2022) – 7/10

Don’t Bother to Knock (1952) – 7/10

My Friend Flicka (1943) – 6/10

Fellini Satyricon (1969, Italy) – 6/10

The Family Circus (2022 short)* – 6.5/10

Weapons and Their Names (2022 short)* – 6/10

The Flying Sailor (2022 short, Canada)* – 8/10

Thriving: A Disassociated Reverie (2023 short)* – 6/10

Tender (2022 short)* – 5/10

Sèt Lam (2022 short, France/Réunion)* – 7.5/10

Shortcomings (2023)* – 7/10

The Accidental Getaway Driver (2023)* – 7.5/10

Pianoforte (2023, Poland)* – 6/10

Shayda (2023, Australia)* – 7.5/10

The Stroll (2023)* – 8/10

The Eternal Memory (2023, Chile)* – 6/10

Triangle of Sadness (2022) – 5/10

FEBRUARY

The Bachelor Father (1931) – 6/10

Women Talking (2022) – 8/10

Lured (1947) – 7/10

The Omega Man (1971) – 5.5/10

Beverly of Graustark (1926) – 7/10

All Quiet on the Western Front (2022, Germany) – 6/10

Living (2022) – 8/10

Something Good – Negro Kiss (1898 short) – 7/10

Beauty’s Worth (1922) – 6.5/10

The Fabulous Senorita (1952) – 5/10

Êsse Mundo é Meu (This World is Mine) (1964, Brazil) – 7.5/10

That Man of Mine (1946) – 6/10

How Do You Measure a Year? (2021 short) – 6/10

The Elephant Whisperers (2022 short, India) – 7.5/10

Stranger at the Gate (2022 short) – 6/10

Haulout (2022 short, Russia/United Kingdom) – 7.5/10

The Martha Mitchell Effect (2022 short) – 7/10

Top Gun (1986) – 6/10

The Ring (1952) – 7/10

Ivalu (2023 short, Denmark) – 6/10

Night Ride (2020 short, Norway) – 6/10

Le pupille (2022 short, Italy) – 8/10

The Red Suitcase (2022 short, Luxembourg) – 8.5/10

An Irish Goodbye (2022 short) – 8.5/10

Curly Top (1935) – 7/10

MARCH (31 Days of Oscar) (double asterisks mark exceptions)

Tár (2022) – 8.5/10

Wee Willie Winkie (1937) – 7/10

Top Gun: Maverick (2022) – 7/10

An Ostrich Told Me the World is Fake and I Think I Believe It (2021 short) – 8/10

Ice Merchants (2022 short, Portugal) – 9/10

The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse (2022 short) – 6/10

My Year of Dicks (2022 short) – 8/10

The Sea Beast (2022) – 7.5/10

Fire of Love (2022) – 7/10

The Whale (2022) – 6/10

The Quiet Girl (2022, Ireland) – 7/10

Marcel the Shell with Shoes On (2021) – 6/10

Block-Heads (1938) – 7.5/10

A Haul in One (1956 short)** – 6/10

Nearlyweds (1957 short)** – 6/10

The Crystal Brawl (1957 short)** – 5/10

Patriotic Popeye (1957 short)** – 6/10

Murder on the Orient Express (1974) – 6.5/10

The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie (1969) – 8.5/10

APRIL (WB100) (pound/sharp sign denotes exceptions)

Hollywood Steps Out (1941 short) – 7/10

Buccaneer Bunny (1948 short) – 7/10

Clash of the Wolves (1925) – 7/10

The Sea Wolf (1941) – 7.5/10

Yankee Doodle Daffy (1943 short) – 6/10

This is the Army (1943) – 5.5/10

Suzume (2022, Japan)# – 7.5/10

A Lion is in the Streets (1953) – 5/10

Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome (1985) – 7/10

The Strawberry Blonde (1941) – 7.5/10

MAY (all are VFF submissions)

House Rules (2022 short) – 7.5/10

The Bonsai Master (2023 short) – 6.5/10

Oink (2022 short) – 7/10

Refuge After War (2023) – 7/10

Kim-Ly and the Bottled Up Emotions (2022 short) – 6/10

What We Don’t Talk About (2023 short) – 6/10

(Phục Sinh)(Resurrection) (2022 short, Vietnam) – 7/10

Family (2022 short, Hungary) – experimental film; no rating provided

Ngày Mai (Tomorrow) (2023 short, Germany) – 7.5/10

In Living Memory (2022 short) – 8/10

Still Queer (2023 short) – experimental film; no rating provided

Polite Society (2023) – 7.5/10

On the Edge (2022 short, Vietnam) – 6/10

Supermarket Affairs (2022 short) – 8/10

Ma’s Kitchen (2022 short) – 5/10

Je Suis Là (I Am Here) (2022 short, France) – 6.5/10

Jackfruit (2021 short, Germany) – 8/10

The Resting Place: Nơi An Nghỉ (2022 short) – 5.5/10

Trốn Tìm Về (Homeseek) (2022 short, Vietnam) – 6/10

Jheff Wick (2023 short) – 6/10

Echo 8 (2023) – 5/10

For Tomorrow (2023, Canada) – 6/10

Cat Daddies (2022) – 6/10

Hex the Patriarchy (2023 short) – 6/10

Love, Dad (2021 short, Czech Republic) – 8.5/10

Match Point (2023 short) – 6/10

Porcelain (2023 short, Australia) – 7/10

Ripen (Trưởng Thành) (2023 short, Canada) – 6/10

La Cosecha (The Harvest) (2023 short) – 7.5/10

Hoang the Paper Boy (2023 short) – 5/10

The Ride (2023 short) – 6/10

Dawn of Skates (2023 short) – 7/10

Sleepless in Saigon (2023 short) – 5/10

Glow (2023 short, Germany) – experimental film; no rating provided

Little Parrot (2022 short, Germany) – 6/10

Tanh (2023 short, Vietnam) – 5/10

The Resemblance (2022 short) – 7/10

Astonishing Little Feet (2023 short) – 7/10

Breathe (2023 short) – 6/10

303.77 (2022 short, Vietnam) – 5/10

Bột (Powder) (2023 short, Vietnam) – 6/10

You Could Destroy Me But I’ll Still Be Here (2022 short, Canada) – experimental film; no rating provided

Her Name is Like a Sigh (2023 short) – 7/10

Mười: Lời nguyền trở lại (Muoi: The Curse Returns) (2022, Vietnam) – 3/10

Trails (2019 short) – experimental film; no rating provided

Conversations at the Register (2022 short) – 7/10

Good Chips (2023 short) – 7.5/10

Flowing Home (2021 short, Canada) – 8/10

Love, Mai (2023 short) – 7/10

Video Funeral (2023 short) – 7/10

The Waves Now Calm (2021 short, Malaysia) – 7.5/10

Object of Desire (2023 short) – 7/10

Think of Something Beautiful (2023 short, Germany) – 7/10

Heaven is in Space (2023 short) – 6/10

I Want You to Live (2023 short) – 6/10

Golden Seams of Love (2022 short) – 7.5/10

Hyphen (2023 short) – 6.5/10

Pipe Dreams (2023 short) – 7/10

39 (2022 short, Spain) – 7/10

Hao Are You (2023, Germany) – 7.5/10

Angels (2023, Vietnam) – 8/10

Our Blossom (2022, Hungary) – 5/10

Trời Sáng Rồi, Ta Ngủ Đi Thôi (Good Morning and Good Night)(2019, Vietnam) – 6.5/10

Trạng Tí (2022, Vietnam) – 4.5/10

Mekong Apocalypse (2023, Canada) – 3/10

Qua Bển Làm Chi (My Nail Guy) (2023, Vietnam) – 5/10

Tro tàn rực rỡ (Glorious Ashes) (2022, Vietnam) – 7/10

JUNE

High and Dizzy (1920 short) – 6.5/10

Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret. (2023) – 8/10

Billy Blazes, Esq. (1919 short) – 6/10

Ask Father (1919 short) – 7/10

Sparkle (1976) – 5/10

Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse (2023) – 9/10

The Last Command (1928) – 8.5/10

King Kong vs. Godzilla (1963, Japan) – 4.5/10

Gentleman Jim (1942) – 8/10

Fallen Angels (1995, Hong Kong) – 6/10

Past Lives (2023) – 9/10

Land of the Pharaohs (1955) – 5/10

JULY

Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny (2023) – 6/10

Black Legion (1937) – 7/10

Scarecrow (1973) – 7.5/10

Barbarella (1968) – 4/10

In Which We Serve (1942) – 7/10

The Tarnished Angels (1957) – 5.5/10

AUGUST

Assault and Flattery (1956 short) – 5/10

Hill-billing and Cooing (1956 short) – 7/10

Popeye for President (1956 short) – 6/10

Treasure Island (1973) – 3/10

The Black Shield of Falworth (1954) – 6/10

Out to Punch (1956 short) – 7/10

Batman (1989) – 7/10

Barbie (2023) – 7.5/10

Mission: Impossible – Dead Reckoning Part One (2023) – 7/10

Insect to Injury (1956 short) – 6/10

Oppenheimer (2023) – 8.5/10

Parlez Vous Woo (1956 short) – 6/10

How to Swim (1942 short) – 7/10

The Color Purple (1985) – 8.5/10

Let’s Sing a Song About the Moonlight (1948 short) – 6/10

Girls! Girls! Girls! (1962) – 6/10

House of Wax (1953) – 8/10

Blue Beetle (2023) – 6/10

SEPTEMBER

Happy Together (1997, Hong Kong) – 7/10

Ernest & Celestine: A Trip to Gibberitia (2022, France) – 8/10

The Old Mill Pond (1936 short) – 5/10

Trolley Troubles (1927 short) – 7.5/10

Pluto Junior (1942 short) – 6/10

Nimona (2023) – 6/10

A Haunting in Venice (2023) – 6/10

The Creator (2023) – 6.5/10

OCTOBER

Trick or Treat (1952 short) – 7/10

Alice’s Wonderland (1923 short) – 7/10

Once Upon a Studio (2023 short) – 7/10

So You Want to Hold Your Wife (1947 short) – 7/10

Killers of the Flower Moon (2023) – 9.5/10

The Last of the Line (1914 short) – 8/10

Hare and Hyde (1955 short) – 7/10

The Abominable Dr. Phibes (1971) – 7/10

The Ghost and Mr. Chicken (1966) – 7/10

Witchfinder General (1968) – 7/10

NOVEMBER

The Grasshopper and the Ants (1934 short) – 6/10

Fanfan la Tulipe (1952, France) – 8/10

How to Fish (1942 short) – 7/10

The Island at the Top of the World (1974) – 6.5/10

Sun Valley Serenade (1941) – 7/10

The Oath of the Sword (1914 short) – 8/10

The Las Vegas Story (1952) – 6/10

Anatomy of a Fall (2023, France) – 9/10

The Great Impostor (1960) – 6/10

The Holdovers (2023) – 8/10

That Darn Cat! (1965) – 6/10

Wish (2023) – 4/10

Đất rừng phương Nam (Song of the South) (2023, Vietnam) – 6.5/10

Barsaat (1949, India) – 7/10

DECEMBER

Carmen Jones (1954) – 7.5/10

Godzilla Minus One (2023, Japan) – 8/10

The Small One (1978 short) – 6/10

Society Dog Show (1939 short) – 7/10

The Wise Little Hen (1934 short) – 7/10

The Boy and the Heron (2023, Japan) – 7.5/10

The Goddess of Spring (1934 short) – 8/10

Maestro (2023) – 7/10

One Magic Christmas (1985) – 6/10

The Cheaters (1945) – 7/10

Don’s Fountain of Youth (1953 short) – 6/10

American Fiction (2023) – 7.5/10

The Pups’ Christmas (1936 short) – 6/10

Tevya (1939) – 7/10

#My Movie Odyssey

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anosci · 1 year ago

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Media Thread

im making a list of media ive watched/played/etc this year with brief thoughts. its going to be far less featured than my music list, but still a bit long. again mirroring twitter except this time because fuck twitter.

list below the cut

～January～

1/ Princes Arete (2001) I was sold on this movie under the premise that it's similar to Kino no Tabi. and… it is. kinda. Kino and Arete would be cool pals. Every character is interesting, which seems rare(?) Only real drawback: the hostage situation kinda really sucked.

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2/ Time of EVE (2008/9) the classic tale: androids indistinguishable from humans as an allegory for racism. but unlike DBH, this is actually really good. its a story that feels like a single thread in a vast tapestry that'd be fascinating to explore, but too bad: you only have 6 eps

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3/ Spice & Wolf (2008) i remember loving this show. i don't remember understanding the economics. I took notes this time. I still struggled. (spoilers for ep3) regardless: wow this is a good show. weirdly, I saw myself in the relationship portrayals. I guess that means its realistic?

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～February～

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4/ Spice & Wolf II (2009) i feel like this kinda fell off? :( like it tried too hard to be action-packed. and that worked sometimes. but that first arc was just… :( it feels like a case of "just needs an editing pass. needs a bit more focus" i'll treasure S1 more, after all

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5/ Double Fine PsychOdyssey (2023) absurdly captivating. i say that it's a miracle that any video game gets made ever. this shows that Psychonauts 2 was several miracles in succession. it's simultaneously illusion-shattering and inspiring.

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6/ The Owl House S1 (2020) finally sat down to watch this. it's GOOD. lots of worldbuilding to chew on, and then it picked up quite nicely. im immediately pouncing on S2 and feeling glad i was late enough to be able to marathon

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～March～

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7/ The Owl House S2 (2022) stumbling down the boulderest mountain and hitting every rock on the way down. the rocks represent engagement. i am engaged. i adore this show. it is a little weird to suddenly freeze mid-tumble.

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8/ Broken Age (2014) (Dr. Mick's LP) delightful start! brilliant, even! then the big bad is revealed and…. meh. I watched Dr. Mick's playthru tho, and holy shit that's some really cool commentary.

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9/ Double Fine Adventure! (2015) its a little unfortunate that the nature of gamedev means that the ending is kinda anticlimatic but good lord what an amazing journey. i'd watch a million of these.

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10/ Everything Everywhere All At Once (2022) ok ok fine ill [finally] watch it …oh its good. like really good. its rly funny but in a way that fascinatingly beside the point? yeah I can see why some ppl didnt like this but i think its super fun

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11/ Nichijou (2011) a nice and cute slice of life thing… that occasionally breaks out some quality jokes. though only half of them landed for me. i feel like i would've gotten more out of this if I caught it at the time.

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～April～

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12/ The Owl House S3 (2023) i had a lot of reservations about the collector initially but having seen the entire arc: that came together nicely! still sad that it's The End, but like. good overall!

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13/ Penguindrum (2011) i DONT think i followed 90% of the themes and their connections. that said, i DO love the way metaphors are treated as "literal". confusing maybe, but i adore the idea of "paint what you feel not what you see" applied to storytelling.

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～May～

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14/ From the New World (2012) this has a mess of an opening (several) episode(s), but it eventually found its footing and became quite a cool action adventure… thriller i guess? i do take some issues with bits and pieces but it was a good watch overall.

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15/ GinGitune (2013) fluff. the lightest, fluffiest of fluff. melts in water. there are several elements that couldve been mined for drama and intrigue but they were all treated as background elements. (this isn't a bad thing, but it's not what you might expect.)

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～June～

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16/ Space Dandy (2014) dropped after ep4, but on good terms i guess? fun animation, funky vibes, sometimes even funny! anime johny bravo…or I think i saw a Dirty Pair comparison, which feels right. but im not meshing with the silly wacky high nrg antics rn. maybe another time.

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～July～

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17/ Death Parade (2015) rly misleading intro (i was ready to drop lol) rly rly promising setup by ep4 RLY good development and mildly biffed ending, but hard to fault considering its a 12ep. i love the aesthetics, worldbuilding, characters. overall i really really liked this!!!

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18/ One Punch Man S1 (2015) i forgot how fun this show is! and the great worldbuilding! i dont plan to move to the second season again tho. i thought about grabbing the manga instead but good lord it's way longer than i thought. oh well.

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19/ Flying Witch (2016) slicest of life with a la croix touch of supernatural. the normal slices didn't do much for me 90% of the time. but the supernatural slices? choice. (…mostly.) tbh i just want an entire season of that cafe.

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～August～

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20/ Haven't You Heard? I'm Sakamoto (2016) i was skeptical, but this actually worked rly well. for moment. a short, beautiful moment. most of the potential here was stifled by trying to add high school drama/plot. the comedy tho, at its best, had a vibe i havent felt since hayate

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～September～

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21/ Saiki Kusuo no Psi Nan (2016) it is VERY EASY for a comedy show to slide from "absurdity = funny" to "this is just annoying". somehow, this never crossed that line, which was weirdly refreshing? not always a winner, but overall a good mix of laughs and superpower exploration.

21b/ edit to add: oh this was right after Sakamoto! Man. The two feel kind of kindred but Saiki is leagues better at staying fresh.

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22/ Viewfinder (2023) short but very sweet mind-bender puzzler thing. the story had a cool foundation but fumbled in execution imo. but the gameplay? top notch. felt great through and through. never too difficult. beautiful idea and beautiful execution.

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23/ Flip Flappers (2016) uncertain about the show at first, and then, after watching… im still uncertain. i did enjoy it, but I also felt outside the audience ig? a case where I can imagine a version of this show that knocks my socks off, but as-is it's just a fun ride

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24/ Fionna & Cake (2023) my expectations were very low and they were VASTLY exceeded! think this show is at its strongest when exploring characters w short stories, which was most of this. the ending felt slightly fumbled…i think it couldve rocked me but instead it was just :).

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～October～

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25/ Outer Wilds: Echoes of the Eye (2021) i already played and loved this game, but happened upon About Oliver's playthrough and fell in love again. truly that is The Most outer wilds playthrough. good lord.

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26/ The Amazing Digital Circus (2023) interesting and filled with style… but not for me. i'd list complaints but basically all of them are strengths and favorites for someone else. yknow?

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～November～

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27/ Little Witch Academia TV (2017) as the credits roll, i find myself with two thoughts: croix was done dirty and wow this is SPECTACLE. aptly magical. oh also! it was quite fun to follow along with contemporary discussion

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～December～

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28/ Scott Pilgrim Takes Off (2023) oh it's like. really good. i dont remember the movie so i cant compare but this stands well on its own and i love the character exploration, even if i dont like some of the uhh… what would you call that? scifi jokes? (spoiler territory soz)

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29/ Land of the Lustrous (2017) FLOORED by how much I loved this. qualms about the CG turned into admiration, the shading drawing me into the world. worries about annoying characters melted away to find admirable layers. THE USE OF SYMBOLISM kept me SO well fed. and the pacing!

29b/ cont: my only complaint that isn't a nitpick: i hate how it left so, so, so many threads loose. i faceplanted my dashboard during the decelerating pace between the first 10 eps and the final 2. i get that it's from an ongoing manga but that still felt maximum bummer.

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#media thread2

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expfcultragreen · 2 years ago

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mid-October–mid-November is diwali; I'd like to work knowing when it is and wellwishing during that period into my year

Dec 8 is Bodhi Day, "Day of Enlightenment," celebrating the day that Siddhartha Gautama experienced enlightenment.

Dec 23 is festivus, great time to marathon seinfeld and eat seinfeld snacks (eg babka, b&w cookies, soup)

Feb 15 is Lupercalia, a TST celebration of bodily autonomy/sexual liberation/reproduction based on the Roman end-of-winter festival of the same name. Sometimes TST has good ideas, i like this for the day after valentine's, i think a doublebarrel or coupled holiday is great here.

March 8 is International Women's Day, great time to thank the goddess for women

April 6 is the pink moon

April 30 is Hexennacht, another TST holiday for solemnly honoring those who fell victim to superstition and pseudoscience, whether by witch hunt, Satanic panic, or other injustices. This is a good runner for may day! I love it!

June 3 is the strawberry moon, this is a big one for me in 2023. I celebrated last year a little but this year im going to make it a tradition. I think I'll plan and make a 3 course strawberry-based dinner.

June 19 is Juneteenth, which is about celebrating black perseverance

Late june/early july is Yulefest/Midwinter Christmas which is some Australian/New Zealander winter thing, which is obviously during midsummer in my hemisphere. I dunno im just into having some christmas in july, as a treat

Sept 29th is the harvest moon...in 2024 I'll start celebrating all of them

So like any time of year is a good time to acknowledge the festive vibe of another season. With that caveat im working on a mental inventory of how my festive seasons operate:

Oct 31 is the first new year of the year, witches new year aka "halloween"/samhain, halloween refers to the neoliberal secular festival (which of course i celebrate all month) and samhain refers to the witchy paganistic celebration on the 31st, which has different festivities. I spend more time on halloween publicly because thats my public craftwork, keeping the holiday accessible. After this spookyposting mostly ends until after valentine's.

November is the month of the dead. (Starting with Día de Muertos on the first and second and continuing with remembrance day on the 11th. Poppies are worn all month, día festivities are latinx invite only.)

Nov 5 is remember-remember, when we honor the works of alan moore and watch a movie he hates

Nov 11 is an antiwar day for mourning those who died as soldiers

Dec 1 is the start of the yule season; "christmas" warmup festivisties begin (yuletime music and decor intensify tenfold or more), Chanukah thoughts and greetings begin

Dec 19 is the solstice cusp; solstice festivities begin, lasting until solstice, which is second new year. This is a very craft-focused period of the yule season aka the witchiest part of december (essentially saturnalia, may be expanded to encompass the 17th-23rd date range)

Dec 24 is yule eve, festivities intensify, this is a mini feast day, seasonal movie marathoning begins formally

Dec 25 is Santa's day, when most gifts are exchanged or opened and the feast occurs. Egg dish for breakfast (eg benedict, rancheros) preferably with a mimosa, large roast with all the trimmings after dark. Movie marathon continues.

Dec 26-31 is boxing week, for decompressing from peak winter festy. Feast leftovers are eaten. Yule festivities end (music stops, no additional decor, movie marathon strictly kiboshed)

Jan 1 is gregorian new year, the third and least important new year; this holiday is about drinking champagne and personal reflection, typically a somber affair. The rest of the month is about lunar new year buildup.

Jan 25 is robbie burns day, which is about eating haggis and reading scottish poetry

End jan/early feb is lunar new year, 恭喜发财 🥰 very festive time leading into valentine's; both have lots of red. Lunar new year is about appreciating the zodiac animal for the year and staying cozy, and eating heavy savory foods and small sweets.

Feb 1 is the start of valentine's season; hearts, love, red&pink, romance and friendship, coziness and adventure, confectionery. Some overlap with lunar new year.

Feb 2 is groundhogs day, a celebration of the bill murray metaphysical romcom "groundhogs day"

Feb 14 is valentine's day, the festivities peak

Feb 15-march 13 is the pre-white day valentine's echo; this is a period of seasonal change induced mania, focus is on completion or progression of creative projects

March 14 is white day, aka second valentine's; this marks the official end of winter and start of spring aka easter season

March 17 is st patricks day which is about drinking like its summer already because the celts rock; you get to decide if youre cheating death by staying in and drinking or going out and interacting with traffic

March 18-May 1 is eastertime; its all about spring, renewal, fertility (bunnies, eggs, flowers/buds). The spring equinox happens march 19-20, a time for craftwork. Easter feast day is always on some random collectively-determined day during late eastertime, the culmination of a 4 day weekend of revelry.

April 1 is april fools, a silly day for jokes and japes. Minor holiday.

April 4 is fourfour, a day for dance music and honouring the cultural contributions of rich juzwiak. Minor holiday.

April 20 is 420, the stoners holiday. For blunts and nature walks. Flower and flowers. Gifting people baked goods or edibles is ideal. Flowercrowns all the way

April 22 is earth day 🌎

May 1 is mayday, this is a huge deal festival; should be spent in a crowd, similar vibe to 420 the more into cottagecore territory you get, very workers movement oriented in urban centers. This marks the dawn of summer festival season, which is about living that burner life; try to go to as many live music events and demos as possible.

May 4, may the fourth be with you; good time to marathon star wars/rewatch the ewok movies. Ds9 reruns for the nonobservant. Even more of a day to be stoned than normal.

May 5 is cinco de mayo, which is about softshell tacos and modellos and/or margaritas because mexico kicks ass. Summer festival atmosphere amps up threefold.

June 1 marks the start of pride. Rainbow multimonth festival for diversity, love, prosocial sexual freedom values. (This is coincident with native pride/history month.) Party hard! Pride lasts all summer although it is mainly over by the close of vancouver pride around August 6.

June 21 official start of summer, a day for outdoor drinking

July 1 cornball canadiana day, a day for drinking and listening to gord downie songs, bbq, crowds, smoking, fireworks. Red and white aesthetic. This marks the start of a 4 day drinking holiday, ideally spent mostly at the beach. GREAT day for native solidarity demo, extra magicbux there.

July 4 american independence day, for fireworks and bbq, listening to that one kelis album, drinking, watching vietnam movies, fear & loathing/where the buffalo roam/rum diary. irony to postirony vibes, red/white/blue aesthetic. Could watch the sandlot and listen to jonathan richman. This marks the start of True Summer.

July 5-August 31 is True Summer; this is a time for day drinking and midnight walking. Other festivals like yule and samhain are frequently referenced nostalgically. Local fairs and amusement parks should be visited. Canoeing. Foraging seafood. Grilling. Gazpacho.

Sept 1 marks the start of labor day week, the ambiguously long or short week that closes summer. Labor day is a bigtime last gasp for summer drinking and grilling as well as visiting the fair.

{Between labor day and the equinox is a liminal phase of autumn known as Virgo Season; its all about back to school vibes, fallcore mode begins. Long walks and foliage scrutiny, lots of divinations}

Sept 21-24 is fall equinox, the official start of fall. Fall season worship intensifies. Start anticipating the pumpkin spice now.

Oct 1 pumpkin spice season in full effect, it is now officially Halloween. Halloween lasts all month, culminating in samhain night. There is a midmonth feast honouring the first nations, falling on indigenous people's day.

#my craft

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bangtanloverboys · 4 years ago

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the chopin compromise // pjm

summary - jimin has had it with you and your loud ass music, he finally snapped

paring - single dad!jimin x female!reader

genre - fluff; neighbor au

prompt - enemies to lovers

word count - 535

warnings - reader is a bit of an asshole, but that’s about it

authors note - another one for the ghostie marathon!! kinda hard to fit an enemies to lovers kinda thing into under 1.5k but i think this worked out pretty nice

bts ghostie drabble marathon

“Shhh shh, hey it’s okay! Daddy’s here. Daddy’s here.” Jimin cooed over his wailing daughter, Ara. Picking her up, he slowly bounced her in his arms, trying to sooth her. Jimin glared at the wall that he shared with you, his noisy neighbor.

You moved in a few weeks ago and you had a habit of blasting loud rock music at late hours, not caring at all about your neighbors. He’s only ever met you once, and that was the morning after you had first started blasting music. He had knocked on your door to welcome you into the building but also to politely request that you turn down your music as it was disturbing. Jimin had hoped you would’ve been understanding, seeing how you were new and didn’t want to make a bad first impression. Instead, you rolled your eyes and told him to get earplugs if it bugged him that much, then slammed the door in his face. Ever since, it felt like you were playing the music even louder just to spite him.

The music you were playing was so loud, he doubted you could even hear the crying of a 10 month old baby. Taking Ara away from her room, the noise became muffled. He let out a sigh as he got Ara to cease crying. He stared at the clock, 11:52 pm. Not too terribly late but it took Ara so long for her to calm down enough for him to put her to sleep. Who knows how long she’ll be up now.

Not knowing much else to do, with her in his arms, he marched right out his front door and over to yours. He knocked several times until you swung open your door, mouth open ready for some sassy remark probably, but you stopped dead in your tracks; eyes falling on the fussing baby in his arms.

“Listen, I really didn’t want to pull this card but my daughter is trying to sleep.” He hissed. “So if you could please, lower your music or get some earbuds, it would be much appreciated.

You said nothing as you nodded, mouth slightly agape as you continued to stare at Ara in his arms.

“Thank you,” Jimin then turned on his heel and back into his apartment, still seething in silent rage. Once back in his apartment, he looked down at his daughter, who was yawning. “Aw, let’s get you to sleep, peanut. Sleep is good.” He rubbed her back as he took her back to her room. “There you go,” he said as he laid her down in her crib. Once laying back down, he heard the start of music coming from the wall. “Is she-!”

He stopped mid sentence, this wasn’t the music you usually played. This music was softer, more gentle. It took him a moment before he finally realized you were playing classical music! To be more specific, it was Chopin. He’d play it on occasion while Ara was napping, usually to mask the sound of him cleaning up or watching TV. While it still was music he could hear playing from you, it was softer and at least it wouldn’t rouse his sleeping peanut again.

#btsghostiemarathon #btsghostie #park jimin x reader #jimin x reader #single dad jimin #jimin drabble #jimin fluff #bts x reader #bts fluff #bts single dad au #bts enemies to lovers

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practicalmagicintuitions · 3 years ago

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Submission

TB/FP

He never went back to FP after the premier. He was livid with her at the premier, not acknowledging her or anything. FP had been posting for months online about them in different forums, spilling the tea. She couldnt keep her mouth shut according to coworkers. Then at the premier, she had invited everyone she could think of to the private after party. Then she had her friends outside the premier event taking pics of them together. She had one ask him, “is that your GF’, which he replied, ‘no, not really’, meaning FWB.

Prior to that, when they were leaving a brunch in Manilla, she ran up to him and grabbed his hand. There is a pic of it out there, when you zoom in, you can see his hand is in a fist, and his arm is tense, flexed muscle. Reporters were commenting on her odd behavior of her trying to grab his hand and he kept pulling away. When she attended the fan event, she was no where near him, at least 10 ft away, acting like she was working the event as an assistant. Leah, his Aunt, even ignored her.

So many of the videos of her at the premier have been removed online. Also in the group pics they supplied the Daily Mail with, she was photoshopped out of them. They also have since been deleted. LSA covered this quite extensively because their body language was sooo weird. They also had the original photos posted that went to Daily Mail, and she was not in them. Many of the videos in LSA of them at the premier, are also gone. He must of had his team do a clean sweep.

TB, she was a stalker. You dont know about Durrell unless you live in Jersey, or follow Henry. Russians fandom found a lot of the info out. She broke up with her bf right before she left Australia. She flew half way around the world to participate in a obscure not well known outside of Jersey marathon, just to potentially meet him. It isnt a guarantee he will be there. Then her friend started posting and TB also, places they went to in London, guess what, all places Henry is known to be at. Some hinting they are looking for 'someone’. Then she shows up in Budapest in Nov and is seen out with him, a few pics are out there. Then mid-late feb, she is back in London. They are seen in that very awkward pic outside the pizzeria in March. She then flies home. June, Henry is seen out in London and has posted pics with his trainer for jujitsu before with Lucy and more. Russians noticed, TB has cancelled all her classes suddenly that she is teaching in Australia. Then guess where she posts a pic from? London, she is with Henry’s trainer for jujitsu. Im sure they are trainer in Australia for those classes. She no longer looks like the happy go lucky person in those pics. Also, rumors started she was pregnant. The SIL’s had followed her on IG. One SIL of his posts an odd screen shot of messages, a woman is texting her "you know this, and yet you do nothing” and hints at her being pregnant.

It was fascinating to me what some people will go through to meet the celebs. TB went way out of her way to meet him.

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Thank you to sending this in. I absolutely don’t know about TB I was on my HC hiatus back then so I won’t comment on that.

FP… Just because she is not on certain pictures it doesn’t mean she was photoshopped out… Actors’ dates even SO are asked to leave the red carpet after a while for the photographers could take individual pictures. I am just not into those photoshop theories.

“ Reporters were commenting on her odd behavior of her trying to grab his hand and he kept pulling away. ”

Where are those reports exactly? Seems unlikely to me a reporter would make a remark on this.

#submission

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puckngrind · 4 years ago

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What’s In a Name: Finale- J. Toews

Chapter 16.

Where we left off: Jon and Bekah got married in Sedona and are off to their honeymoon after the Blackhawks convention.

Warnings: smut, language

Word Count: 4,390

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Final.

When Jon finally let it slip they were honeymooning in Iceland after the convention, Bekah was unsure of her husband’s thought process. She expected some beach vacation with their own bungalow but what she got was way more their style. They stayed up to take in the midnight sun, snorkeled in a fault line, skinny dipped in a natural hot spring and made out like no one was watching under a waterfall. They were so hot for each other the couple even missed a guided tour simply because they lost track of time and didn’t get out of bed. Married life was good even with the season starting. Right before training camp Jon drops a package on the counter and retreats to the fridge.

“Tae, whatcha order?” Bekah sipped one her later afternoon coffee.

“Rings.” Jon’s voice echoed from inside the fridge.

“Huh?”

“Take a look Beks.” Jon closes the door and motions towards the package. Inside were maybe a dozen or more silicone bands. “For practice and games, working out... you know when I have the potential of ripping off my finger with the real one.”

“Jon, you didn’t have to... I mean, it’s fine if you go ringless at work.” Bekah sips her coffee and smiles. “As long as you only come home to me.” Jon rounded the counter, pulls out one of the silicone bands, removes his wedding ring and places it on his left ring finger.

“It’s only been you since 2015, Beks, and it will only be you until the day I die.” His lips press firmly onto hers. “I want to have the constant reminder that I have the best wife ever to come home to.” His lips graze hers again.

“Not sure I deserve that reward yet, maybe in a year?” Bekah giggles into Jon’s skin.

Brynn came with Derek when the Blue Jackets played in Chicago. The two hadn’t seen each other since they left Arizona in July. “I still cannot believe you two are married, so damn in love it’s sick, and have these breathtaking wedding pictures already hanging up. I think it took a month to even get our proofs back let alone a framed picture and you have this on a giant canvas.” Brynn’s finger points to Bekah’s favorite picture. Jon’s arms wrapped her, lips pressed to her cheek as her vail flies in the wind. The fact that she doubted being about to get to the spot where they took the picture is funny looking back. She was thankful Jon pushed for it.

It was Christmas before they knew it. The families decided to give the newlyweds the actual holiday to themselves again and came together the weekend before. Bekah told Jon there better not be any surprise gifts in, on, or under the tree. On Christmas Eve she came down the steps to see a blanket laid out in front of the tree with the fire going.

“What’s this Tae?” She kisses her husband who looked pleased with himself.

“I thought we should have our own Christmas tradition that we could do when we have kids.” He dips down and scoops up the wine glasses. “Maybe without the wine.” Bekah sips her glass and takes in the small details Jon put into this picnic.

“Sounds perfect!” They sat down and talked all about the holidays, break, and how the season was going.

“I know you are going home for New Years but very much want my wife with me in Calgary to ring in 2020.” Jon stands to move the plates and wine glasses.

“J, I don’t see why I couldn’t just cut my home trip short?” Bekah leans on her hands watching Jon’s reaction.

“Really? I know you miss it.” He kneels next to her.

“Not as much as I did. Plus, I want to ring in 2020 with you just didn’t want to mess up team bonding.” Jon laughs a little and moves his body on top of hers.

“I think the guys will understand why.” Jon presses his lips to hers and Bekah moans out.

“Wanna go upstairs?” She whispers when their lips break for air.

“Fuck no.” Jon lifts up and pulls off both of their clothes wasting no time making sure Bekah was ready before pressing into her. His movements were slow and intentional. Pulling Bekah’s legs high up so she had to move her hands from pulling at his back to holding her legs up. Jon humming in pure love of the moment. Taking in their highs together Jon still holding tight into his wife.

“So is this also a Christmas tradition there, Tae?” Bekah’s breaths were short as she laughed.

“I think so. Maybe before Santa arrives.” He snickers as he lifts up and grabs another blanket to wrap around them.

“Is Santa coming to our house this year? Dropping off any surprises?” Bekah combs her fingers through Jon’s hair as he lays on her chest.

“Nope. Well, house hunting...” Jon felt Bekah’s reaction to his statement. “We can stay here if you want. It’s up to you.”

They didn’t. Soon after Jon and Bekah returned from Columbus and Calgary the couple found the perfect house close to the city. Moving during the season seemed to be a daunting task but Bekah managed to get the essentials unpacked and hired painters and such to make their home feel like them. All-Star weekend the couple found themselves at home in Winnipeg.

“Beks?” Jon called out after coming in from a run. Bekah told Jon she was going to make cookies while he was gone. “Babe?” He wandered the house and sees her still with her shoes on in bed asleep. He sits down next to her and brushes the hair out of her face. “You okay?” His eyebrows knit together knowing his wife was not a nap type of person however many times he begged her to nap pre-game with him.

“Yeah, just got super tired that’s all.” Bekah’s voice was groggy.

“Yeah, you left the dough out on the counter.” Jon slips back behind her. “Do you think you are coming down with something?” He presses his lips to the back of her head.

“I don’t think so. Maybe... oh... well. Um. Shit. What day is it?” Bekah lifts up suddenly.

“The 23rd. Why Bekah?” Jon sits up behind her.

“I’m two weeks late.” Bekah’s hand covers her mouth realizing what that could mean.

“You mean like late late? As in...” Jon’s arms wrap around Bekah.

“Like maybe you would go get a test... or three.” She looks back at him and she shuffles to his feet and heads to the store. The smell of cookies hit his nose when he walked back in the door. Bekah icing the batch that had cooled.

“So, I know we said we would let nature take its course but that was in November.” Bekah nods, licks the icing off her finger and grabs the bag.

The two waited for the longest two minutes of their lives sitting on the bathroom floor. Bekah’s head rested on Jon’s shoulder. Jon’s hand picked up the stick from the counter. “Ready...” he whispers and Bekah’s shoulders shrug. “Pregnant. Beks!” Jon’s voice picked up and he jumped to his feet placing the test on the counter and scooping his wife into his arms kissing her skin as he walks.

“Tae, what are you doing?” Bekah questions.

“Celebrating knocking my sexy wife up in the first try!” Jon drops Bekah onto the bed and crowds her. Ridding himself of his shirt and pulling on hers.

“It could be a false positive.” Bekah’s hands land on Jon’s chest.

“It’s not.” Jon retorts. “For as long I’ve known you, your cycle has been the most predictable thing about you.” Jon manages to pull Bekah’s shirt off and kisses down to her stomach. “Salut bébé, c'est ton papa.” He whispers into her skin the looks up to see Bekah’s face. “Sorry, maybe I should...” Jon goes to move thinking he changed the mood and Bekah’s hands catch his shoulders.

“Tae, that was a damn turn on. Please... continue.” Jon winks up at her and presses his tongue to her folds lapping up how incredibly wet she was. Bekah’s orgasm ripping through her body like a ball of fire. Her body jolting up away from his mouth which was still working it’s magic.

“Holy shit. J, I need more.” Bekah panted out and Jon’s mouth met her chest as he laid her back down pressing his length deep inside eliciting moans as he rocked.

“Oh. Beks. Beks. I...” Jon huffs as Bekah pulls her body up into his and feels him explode deep inside of her sending shockwaves through out her body. “I love you.” Jon whispers while crashing into her body.

“Same but you are crushing my pelvis.” Bekah wiggles and Jon jumps off her quickly. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be. You are carrying our child.” His hand grazes her stomach.

“Potentially. I need to schedule an appointment for when we are back.” She reaches for her phone and Jon’s hand catches her arm.

“Does your brain ever shut off My Love?” Jon kisses her. “No is the answer. And I want to go. Can you schedule around me?”

Soon after their return home, Jon and Bekah found themselves in her OBGYN’s office listening to their child’s heartbeat. A tear streaming down Jon’s face as Bekah held his hand tight. On the drive home, Bekah broke the comfortable silence. “Can we wait to tell people including family until the second trimester?” Jon’s thumb rubs the back of her hand as he drives.

“Whenever you want Beks.” Jon’s delight evident in his tone.

“I want to tell Rin first but don’t exactly know how.” Bekah inhales quickly as Jon sighs. Brynn and Derek would be the perfect parents but after too many miscarriages to count and an undetermined infertility diagnosis they just stopped trying. Getting pregnant so quickly was going to crush her best friend and she knew it. She watched Brynn at coworker’s baby showers. She hid the pain well but Bekah saw it.

She wanted to tell her best friend in person. What she didn’t expect was the pause and quarantine. Jon came home early March talking about the NHLPA and on the phone not realizing Bekah was laying in the middle of the floor. He stands over her and smiles. “My beautiful wife okay down there?”

“Fat wife that is. And no. They said you could have morning sickness and mine was mid-afternoon sickness which is for the birds THEN they said you feel better in your second trimester and welp... my body feels like I ran a damn marathon and I just moved the rug three feet over. How was your discussion with those people?” Bekah waves her hand around and Jon laughs.

“They want to start zoom calls so I have to think where I could do it here. Plus I think we can go home to Manitoba for a bit if you feel already.”

“Yeah, do it in the kitchen so you don’t have the blow job angle your team Canada buddy did yesterday. I need to call Rin. My body isn’t hiding this baby much longer.” Jon lays down next to her and kisses her cheek.

“Blow job angles. Funny. I don’t need anyone but you thinking of that.” He rolls her body on top of his and she sits up with his hands on her hips. “And you, Mrs. Toews and more beautiful now than the day we met.” Jon’s thumbs rub the small bump appearing on her lower abdomen.

Bekah buzzed around the house while Jon sat on the zoom call. She dropped her phone when she heard him answer the question about what he’s been up to since the last game. After the call ended she stands next to him. “When is that call being published?” Bekah asks with an annoyance in her voice.

“They said in a few days, why Beks?” Jon pulls her into his lap.

“Because you just fucking told the world I’m pregnant and I haven’t even told our families.” Jon’s eyes blow wide.

“Oh fuck! I... I... I didn’t even think about it.” His hand covers his face.

“I need to go FaceTime Rin.” Bekah kissed her regretful husband and retreated to their bedroom.

“How’s my bestie doing in quarantine?” Brynn didn’t even say hi. “What’s that face for?” Bekah sighed.

“I wanted to do this in person so I could hold your hand but damn Covid and shit.” Bekah starts.

“You are pregnant aren’t you?” Brynn pulls a smile across her face.

“How did ya?” Bekah’s eyebrow shoots up. “I am. Due mid-September.”

“I knew you looked different in December but couldn’t place it. You were barely pregnant weren’t you?” Brynn feels the tears coming.

“Yeah. Rin. I... I... I’m sorry.” Bekah whispers.

“Bekah, you don’t have to be sorry. I’m so happy for you and cannot wait to be Auntie Rin!” Brynn wipes her eyes.

“Oh Rin.” Bekah sniffles. “I didn’t know how you would take this.” The friends talked a little more before Bekah hung up and called Kelly who squealed while jumping then realized Bekah’s odd questions in February were pregnancy related. When she returned to Jon he was laying on the couch she asked him to move. “Your parents or mine first?”

“Together?” Jon laughed and they both FaceTimed their mom’s who were overjoyed at the news about being grandparents. Marie had tons of questions regarding Bekah and the baby’s safety while the Toews were busy talking to Jon about their trip home and if Bekah would be safe on the lake’s ice.

With permission from her doctor, the couple returned to Canada and Jon enjoyed rare times with his family but soon realized the couple needed to return to the states. Jon was constantly on the phone with negotiations about return to play throughout the summer. Laying in bed one night with his head on her growing belly, Bekah could feel he was holding something back.

“Tae, talk. What’s up? She ran her hands through his growing hair that she secretly loved while everything was shut down.

“We’ve been talking about a return to play and that players could opt out. I think I should since with the baby coming. I would be gone for most of your last trimester.” Jon kisses and turns his attention. “Momma won’t let me open the envelope that says if you are a boy or girl. Maybe you could help me out, huh?” Bekah laughs hard that her belly moves.

“I told you with everything else the way it is having a little surprise wouldn’t hurt anyone. We bought the essentials and Kelly swears her kids were in the white onesies, or naked and wrapped up in a blanket for the first few weeks. Eating, pooping, and sleeping.” Jon looks up resting his chin on her stomach.

“Fine. I’ll wait. We already have enough Hawks stuff to last about a week. Plus the girls are ready to socially distance pounce on you once the baby does come. I do have an important question for you?”

“Yeah?”

“When is sex off the table?” He bites his lip and Bekah shakes her head.

“Depends on how I feel and where the baby is plus you don’t want to induce labor too early.”

“Soooo.... we can still?” Jon’s eyebrows dance.

“You want to sex this up? With my swollen ankles and clothes that no longer fit...”

“You don’t need clothes for what I want to do with you.” Jon lays next to his wife and pulls her face to his. “You are beautiful.” He deepens his kiss and she moans.

“I just look fat Tae.” Bekah recoils. “Plus, I need a shower.” She moves and Jon follows.

“I’ll join you.” He pulls her body into his while walking to their shower.

“You seriously want to have sex with me?” She looks at her naked body in the mirror and over to Jon noticing he was already hard.

“Not much has changed from last week when I wore your thighs at earmuffs.” Jon turned on the shower and lead her under the water. He could physically see Bekah’s shoulders relax under the warm water. Pulling her breasts into his hands he massaged gently. “Tell me if it’s too much okay Beks” He kissed the back of her neck and his fingers found her entrance. Using the edge of the shower, Bekah pulled her leg up for easier access to her clit as Jon kissed her skin.

“Tae.” She breathed out feeling an orgasm building then she felt the baby. “Jon!” Her hand went to her stomach. “Feel.” She brought his hand to her belly and Jon felt their child kick his hand.

“Oh wow! That is maybe the coolest feeling ever.” Jon kisses Bekah and she feels his hardened cock on her back. “Does that mean we stop, because...”

“No. I want you to fuck me.” Bekah turns around and Jon pulls her body up and slides her onto his length but cannot get situated enough. “take me to be bed.” She breathed out.

“Wet?” He questioned as he pulls out.

“Yes.” She wraps her arms around him and he carries them to the bed. Laying her down carefully and pressing into her as she moves her legs to feel all of him. With just a few thrusts, Bekah’s orgasm crashes over her and she feels the baby fluttering inside. “Can I finish you off orally?” She pants.

“You don’t have to Beks. I’m fine.” She wiggled from under him and he falls onto the mattress. “Beks... really... I’m... holy fuck. Don’t stop.” Jon soon changed his mind when Bekah’s lips wrapped tight around him and he hit the back of her throat. Sliding easily up and down his length Jon breathed out his approval of her actions and quickly spilled down her throat. Bekah pops her lips and wipes her mouth as she retreats. “I have no words.” Jon huffs out and stares up at Bekah who is now rubbing her stomach.

“Now can you get up so we can change the sheets and go to bed. This momma to be is tired.” Bekah stands and Jon strips the wet bed before cuddling his wife.

With somewhat of an argument, Brynn came to Chicago as Jon entered the bubble. Jon kissed Bekah’s belly as was leaving, “You cannot make an entrance into the world until Daddy returns or Momma enters the bubble. Either way, hang out. Make sure Momma listens to Auntie Rin and cheer on the Hawks.” Jon lifts up and wraps his arms around his wife. “Tu es toujours avec moi, mes amours.” Jon kisses her then pulls away to see the tears build in her eyes. “Always with me.” Jon gives instructions to Brynn to make sure Bekah keeps to the doctor’s orders and she calls him if anything happens.

“Go kick some Oiler ass Babe!” Bekah giggles trying to contain her emotions.

“Why does he have to look so damn sexy and I cannot touch him. You know these girls are falling all over him.” Bekah watched the coverage of Jon walking into the arena while Brynn painted her toe nails.

“And that man only has eyes for you.” Brynn smiled seeing the the way Bekah contorts her face.

“Yeah, some hot ass media girl is much sexier than the fat cow he left at home.” Bekah rubs her belly that has grown to the point that she cannot see her feet.

“Sorry friend, this whole negative self talk has to be your hormones because everyone in the world knows how much that man loves you. Did you see the picture from last game? You could see your wedding picture on his lock screen.”

“Did he look that good when he left? And the way he is playing is so fucking sexy.” Bekah looks at her phone. “Sorry, baby bird. Momma will be filtering herself when you arrive next month.” Brynn laughs.

“He will call. He always does.” And like magic Bekah’s phone rings. Since entering the bubble Jon calls to talk to the baby once a day, and will call Bekah before she goes to bed and before he goes on the ice.

“There is my girl!” Jon’s voice booms out of the speaker.

“Hey Tae! Could you talk to the league and see if they could I don’t know, move your game’s start time before my bedtime?” This makes both Jon and Brynn laugh. “I watch you when I get up to pee at around 11 but I hate missing the games live.

“Sure, I’ll just call Gary myself and request a game time change.” The three laugh.

“I love you, Tae. Good luck tonight and go kick some ass.” She kisses at the phone.

“I love you, two.” He blows her a kiss and hangs up to the sounds of heaving coming from Bekah’s feet.

“Yeah, if they lose and he comes home I foresee your labor starting.”

“Rin, that would be a month early!” Bekah squeaks out.

“I call it like I see it. And that man is gonna want his wife when he returns.” Bekah covered her eyes then starts googling sex in the third trimester.

Jon was home three and a half weeks after he left for Edmonton. Brynn stayed through the week and then drove back to Ohio with the promise she would be back when Baby Toews was born. Bekah’s due date came and she was still pregnant.

“This baby is NEVER leaving.” Bekah walked the stairs for the 10th time that day.

“You’ve made it comfortable. They want to stay FOREVER.” Jon laughs while he indulges in his dessert concoction he only eats off season.

“I think I’ve tried everything but sex.” Bekah leans on the counter and presses her hips back to relive the pressure. Jon drops the spoon from his mouth.

“Well, I can fucking help with that.” He pulls Bekah’s arm and practically pushes her up the stairs. Leaning against the headboard he pats his lap. “Climb aboard the let’s meet our baby Jonny train.” He laughs and Bekah scoffs.

“Your dad jokes are just gonna get worse, aren’t they?” She removes her shorts and climbs onto Jon’s lap.

“Yup! Now, can we get rid of this?” He pulls off her old t-shirt that is stretched around her belly. “And can I play with these? I don’t think they will belong to me soon.” Jon leans up to suck in her nipple while cupping her other breast. Bekah lets go of a gasp.

“Too much.” She whispered and lifts herself up. Jon’s hands hold her helps as she lowers herself onto his length. She presses her hips forward with a sound that was both pleasure and pain. “It’s not gonna take much to make me.” “Oh good. Me either.” Jon pulls her hips forward as her belly hits his abs. He thrusts slightly up and Bekah goes to move.

“I think if we stand.” She stands to her feet and Jon comes behind her.

“Ready?” He whispered and she nods. The grunts and moans fill the room quickly. The pain of her hips and full term baby sitting on her organs was forgotten as their highs crash over them. Jon leans over and kisses her shoulder blades while he pulls out. The two stand there for a moment evening out their breaths. “Beks, did you just pee?” Jon jumps back.

“No. My water just broke.” Bekah turns and gives Jon a look. “I need to shower I cannot give birth smelling like sex.” Jon laughs.

“You do that, I’ll go load the car. Unless you need me?” He had slight panic sound in his voice that was laced with excitement. Bekah giggled as she waddled to the shower and Jon grabbed the bags out of the nursery Brynn helped finish while he was gone.

The hospital was waiting for them as they arrived. Jon started a group text to their moms, Brynn, Kelly, and Alyssa. Jon sat in the rocking chair waiting for her next contraction. “You are a rockstar you know?” Bekah looks over at him while flipping the channel on the tv. “Nothing like the movies or tv. You haven’t called me a bastard or anything.” He smirks at her.

“While I don’t plan on it... I have pushed this giant headed Toews baby out my vagina yet.” Bekah sees Jon’s Adam’s apple bob. “And for the sake of our sex life, maybe you shouldn’t watch.” Jon stands and hold her hand preparing for the next contraction. She squeezes.

“Oh no, I want to see it all. Cut the cord. And I’ll still find you sexy as hell. You are bringing our child into the world. I will be impatiently waiting for the doctor to clear you.” Bekah rolls her eyes as the doctor comes in.

“It’s go time here!” The doctor looks up and Jon and and Bekah look each other with excitement. Bringing a child into the world during a pandemic was difficult but when the moment came and it was just the two of them there was a calmness washed over them. Bekah crushed Jon’s hand and forearm pushing but he didn’t mind. When the doctor said one more for the shoulders, Jon leaned over his wife’s leg and watched the most incredible thing in the entire world. In a spilt second his world completely changed.

“Tae, is it a boy or a girl?” Bekah whispers out of breath looking at Jon’s face and the tears welling up.

“It’s a boy, Beks.” He was handed the scissors and cut the cord. The nurse patted him dry and goes to hand him to Bekah. “Daddy holds him first.” She points and the nurse places Jon’s son in his arms.

“Time of birth, 1am, September 19th.” The nurse announces.

“It’s the 19th, Jon!” Bekah looks up at Jon as he passes the baby to his wif. She holds her son to her chest and kisses his head.

“Does baby boy Toews have a name?” The doctor asks as the couple looks at each other and in unison answer...

“Lincoln.”

The End.

#What's in a name fic #WIAN #WIAN finale #tazer me 19 #love a damn blackhawk 🤦🏻‍♀️#jonathan toews #Jonathan Toews fic #j toews #happens in the 2019-2020 season

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Take A Chance On Me

Ship: Royality

Word Count: 3,127

Warnings: Mentions of being horny, breakups

If you change your mind, I’m the first in line. Honey, I’m still free. Take a chance on me.

Patton had never been one for sunbathing, but he was rather inclined towards any activity that involved Roman. The warmth was like a blanket, keeping him cozy and safe (though Logan would warn quite the opposite, going on a lecture about the dangers of overexposure to ultraviolet rays). Patton was with Roman, that was safe enough for him.

“He just wasn’t my style, I guess,” Roman said, continuing on his rant. Patton was trying to listen, but the sun was putting him to sleep. He wondered if Roman would have to wake him with a kiss.

“What is your style?” Patton teased. “A knight in shining armor?”

“Hey, knights have to be strong under that armor. If a buff strong man wants to suplex me then he can go for it.”

“What if he has a frog face?”

Roman thought for a moment. “I can live with that. If he keeps his helmet on.”

Patton laughed, which made Roman laugh, which only made Patton laugh even harder. He moved his hand, letting it brush up against Roman’s. He wanted to grab his hand. He wanted to take his face and kiss him senselessly.

But the timing wasn’t right.

“Carlos sucks.”

Roman shrugged. “He’s fine. I don’t regret dating him or anything. I think it could’ve worked out if things were different.”

“Things?”

“If we were a year younger. If I didn’t know what I know now.”

“And what do you know now?”

Roman moved his hands to his chest- away from Patton- and looked to the sky. He didn’t answer, but Patton could hear him humming under his breath. It was a song he recognized from Into the Woods but he couldn’t think of a title. The two went back to cloud gazing and laid in silence. He closed his eyes, tucked under the warm blanket of sunlight, and tried to fall asleep.

If you need me, let me know, gonna be around

Roman and Patton had been friends for longer than either of them could remember. But what Patton does remember is years of movie marathons and blanket forts with a projector turning the ceiling into the galaxy. He remembers losing a tooth when they were ten and Roman pulling one of his own out in solidarity. He remembers that wasn’t a pretty picture.

He remembers being thirteen. He remembers clearing “Am I Gay quiz” from his search history time and time again. He remembers watching his friends start dating. He remembers thinking of Roman.

Roman was someone Patton always considered fortunate. Roman never had to come out, no one ever expected him to be one thing or another. Patton remembered when they were twelve and Roman told him about how he learned how to kiss in a game of spin the bottle.

Patton remembers feeling jealous. Not of Roman, but of those who had the honor of kissing someone so carefree.

The honor of kissing Roman so carefree.

He remembers being thirteen and laying by Roman’s side as Dumbo played on screen. He wasn’t watching, there wasn’t any point.

“Roman,” he whispered, “when did you know?”

Roman glanced at him in confusion. There wasn’t much light, but his braces shined from the television screen. “How did I know-“ Patton turned away. “Oh.”

“I’m sorry.”

“No, no, hey,” Roman whispered. He grabbed the remote and hit mute, giving them a moment of privacy. “You don’t, really. You just find someone attractive- and sometimes you don’t even know what that means- and you just... figure it out.”

“That sounds so simple but-“

“It’s not,” Roman sighed. “It’s not simple. But you’ll figure it out, okay?” Patton didn’t look convinced. “You have a whole lifetime to figure yourself out.”

Patton grabbed the remote, turning the volume back on and making it just louder than comfortable. “Thanks, Roman.”

If you’ve got no place to go, if you’re feeling down

He can still remember being angry, boiling with rage just after homecoming. He found Roman crying in the school parking lot. There was still an hour left of the dance.

“Roman?” he whispered.

“P- Patton, I- What are you doing here?”

“Roman, I’m here. What happened?”

Roman wiped at his eyes, stepping back into the shadows to try to hide. Nevertheless Patton knew that his cheeks were stained with tears and his eyes were red with pain. “He broke up with me,” he whispered. “At homecoming, of all things!”

“He’s an asshole and he doesn’t deserve you,” Patton said. “Can I hug you?”

Roman gave a weak nod and let himself fall into Patton’s arms. “I’m sorry, you shouldn’t have to see me like that.”

“Roman, please, don’t apologize for feeling.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Hey, hey, listen to me,” Patton said. “My date and I were going to go get ice cream. You should come, I think it’ll help.”

“I’m not going to third wheel on your date.”

“Oh, no, we’re just here as friends.”

“Still-“

“You need friends right now.”

“Okay,” Roman sighed. “Okay.”

Patton smiled and took his hand, walking him through the parking lot towards the only lit car around. “Roman, I want you to meet Logan.”

If you’re all alone, when the pretty birds have flown Honey, I’m still free Take a chance on me

It was March when Roman and Carlos broke up. It was mid-April now. The four of them were tucked up in Patton’s living room, watching the rain outside. Virgil, Patton’s new roommate, was half asleep with his head on Logan’s shoulder.

“Go fish,” he said, barely coherent.

“How are you this tired at three in the afternoon?” Roman teased, grabbing another card.

“Movin’s hard,” he yawned. “Logan, got any aces?”

“The only ace I have is myself,” Logan said. “Go fish.”

Patton grinned. “Logan made a dad joke!”

“Fuck.”

“Didn’t you move in a week ago?”

“Roman, be nice,” Patton said with a frown. “You can’t move in on day one.”

Virgil flashed him a smile and took a card. They continued playing for another hour or so before Virgil actually had fallen asleep. Roman and Logan had carried him off to his bed while Patton loaded up a movie. The storm was coming in harder and no one wanted to leave.

Gonna do my very best and it ain’t no lie

Patton smiled, quick to take Virgil’s place against Logan’s shoulder. He gave a fond sigh, accepting his fate. After knowing him for years, one simply grew accustomed to Patton’s displays of affection. (And, while Logan would never admit it, Patton’s friendship was the perfect way to stave off touch starvation.)

As the movie started, Patton could see the sad glances from Roman. He reached out and grabbed his hand, watching Roman’s eyes light up like the same old galaxy projector they’ve used for years.

If you put me to the test, if you let me try. Take a chance on me. Take a chance on me.

He had Roman exactly where he wanted him.

We can go dancing, we can go walking, as long as we’re together.

It was the first clear day in a week. Roman was stealing Patton from Virgil for all of it. They were hand in hand walking through the park on the way to Roman’s house. It was a perfect day.

Listen to some music, maybe just talking, get to know you better

When Patton and Roman were little they could lay in the same bed and feel all the space of the world between them. They were so small and the mattress was only a continent. But they’re bigger now, adults now, and the two of them on the same float drifting in the middle of Roman’s pool didn’t offer the same space. The sun was still beating down on them, but it felt different now. Their skin was still damp and Roman kept his arm around Patton’s waist to stay afloat. Patton could feel his breath on his skin.

It was hot. And Patton was dying.

He pressed his hand against the side of Roman’s face and moved even closer, smirking as he did so. He waited a moment for Roman to respond, loving the way he turned bright red. Patton held his breath and rolled off of the float, taking Roman down with him. When the resurfaced Roman’s hair was stuck to his face and he was coughing up water.

“You FIEND!” he yelled, splashing Patton with water. “Ugh! It’s in my nose! Fuck, it burns!”

Patton only continued laughing, watching Roman’s every movement. Behind him, things were blurry. They didn’t need to be focused on because Roman was there and he was the most important person alive.

Maybe he just needed to put his glasses on.

He swam over to Roman and grabbed his hands, pressing their foreheads together. “However can I make it up to you?” he teased.

“I-”

“Yes?”

Roman moved away, taking his hands back to himself. “I think we should, uh, dry off. I’m going to take a shower. If you want to too, you can- wait shit-” Patton almost felt bad for how flustered he was. Almost. “I just mean like after I’m done and-” He stepped out of the water, and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his waist.

“I know what you mean, Roman,” Patton said. “Go dechlorinate yourself.”

“Right,” Roman gave an awkward wave, hanging his swim trunks up on the towel rack and heading inside.

‘Cause you know I’ve got so much that I want to do When I dream I’m alone with you It’s magic

It was later that month when they saw each other again. It was different from their typical meetings, Roman had called him late at night. “Hey,” he whispered. “I’m sorry if I woke you.”

“You didn’t,” Patton lied. He glanced at the clock. Just past one in the morning. He held back a yawn.

“I- It’s stupid, nevermind. I shouldn’t be bothering you right now.”

“Roman. You’re never a bother to me.”

There was a moment of silence, and Patton wondered in Roman had fallen asleep. All he could hear was breathing.

“Roman?”

“Do you, um, want to watch a movie? Like we used to?”

“We both know you’re not calling me at one in the morning just to watch a movie,” he said.

“Oh.”

“I’ll be there in thirty minutes.”

You want me to leave it there, afraid of a love affair

He walked into Roman’s bedroom exactly twenty-seven minutes later. He slipped his shoes off and let himself fall into Roman’s bed. “Welcome back to childhood.”

Roman brushed his hand against Patton’s. “Yeah. Just like childhood.”

Patton wanted to grab his hand. He wanted to take his face and kiss him senselessly.

“So, why did you call me?” He decided to let that choice be Roman’s. “You must’ve wanted to talk about something.”

“I was thinking,” he admitted. “About Carlos.”

Patton felt something settle in his stomach. Something bad.

“And I don’t like thinking about him.”

“Are you upset about the breakup?”

“No,” Roman said. His fingers brushed against Patton’s again. “You know me. I don’t like to regret the past.”

“Do you regret the breakup?”

“No, Patton, stop.” He sighed. “I regret being with him. And I don’t like that.”

“Oh.”

“He was a rebound, I guess. A distraction. He loved me and I loved that. I loved the attention.”

“Sounds like a few old memories of mine.”

“I was too busy waiting for someone to love me back. And now, I’ve been waiting for so long that I don’t know if he’ll ever-”

“Roman.”

“Yeah?”

“Shut up and kiss me.”

But I think you know

Roman moved so slowly and carefully. Patton held his cheeks in his hands and pulled him forward, kissing him like there was nothing else in the world.

That I can’t let go

“There isn’t a world where I don’t love you.”

“Oh,” Roman tiredly murmured. “Does that mean we can kiss again?”

Patton pressed a tender kiss to his cheek. “You need to sleep.”

“No, I don’t.” Roman yawned. “I need you.”

“I’m here for you, Roman.” Another kiss. “Now go to sleep.” And the world went quiet. And the world went black.

Oh you can take your time baby, I'm in no hurry, know I'm gonna get you You don't wanna hurt me, baby don't worry, I ain't gonna let you

They decided to wait a few days before telling everyone. Roman, however, wasted no time stealing every bit of Patton’s affection. “I’m starved,” he’d said. “I’ll die without your kiss, my love.”

“You’re being dramatic,” Patton said, pressing a kiss to Roman’s cheek as he made pancakes. Roman was holding onto his waist, resting his head on his lover’s shoulder. “I love you, Princey.”

Roman hummed. “Love you too, Pattoncake.”

“Awww. Roman that’s adorable.”

“Only because you are.”

Patton squealed, turning around to hide his face in Roman’s chest. He was a blushing mess; he felt like Roman when they were merely flirting.

“Your pancakes are burning, darling.”

“Fuck the pancakes, my face is burning.”

Roman laughed and flipped each of the pancakes quickly before lifting Patton’s chin and kissing him softly. “You’re too easy.”

“Could’ve said the same about you in that pool float.”

Roman kissed him again. “You’re going to be the death of me.”

“That’s how I wanna go,” Patton said. “Now go, sit, I need to make sure these don’t burn.”

Let me tell you now

They decided to tell everyone at the next game night, though it never really came to that. Logan had walked in on them making out in the kitchen, muttering “Fucking finally” before grabbing a soda from the fridge and walking out.

Patton blushed and hid his face in Roman’s chest as they both failed to hide their laughter. “I suppose we should get back to cards.”

Roman hummed, snaking his arms around Patton’s sides and pulling him close. He pressed a kiss to Patton’s lips and let it melt into more as sugar dissolved at his touch. “I have much more fun things in mind than cards.”

“Baaabe.”

“Yes?” Roman asked, kissing him again.

“If you two don’t get your asses over here I will stab you both,” Logan called.

Virgil then continued, shouting, “STOP BEING FUCKING HORNY!”

Roman laughed. “Let’s get back to cards.”

My love is strong enough

They settled into a nice routine. They spent more time together, yes, but also readjusted to spending time apart. Being a couple felt natural, it was hard to imagine living any other way.

Patton was laying in bed, squinting at his phone screen without his glasses. He smiled, half asleep but not willing to end his conversation so quickly. Roman was gushing about some book series or maybe it was a YouTube video, Patton really couldn’t tell. But it didn’t matter, seeing the stream of texts was comforting enough.

Pattoncake: Wait, hold on

Princey: ???

Pattoncake: I love you <3

Pattoncake: Okay, keep going

He smiled at his phone. He knew there had been times in life when he had been hurt. Upset. Injured. But Roman made it feel like nothing bad existed. Roman made everything feel like love.

To last when things get rough It’s magic

“Fuck,” Roman groaned.

“What’s wrong?” Patton asked, leaning against his shoulder.

“Tomorrow got cancelled due to weather.”

“That’s Florida for you.”

He groaned in response. “Florida can suck my dick.”

“But then I’d be out of a job.”

Roman’s face went bright red as Patton laughed, pressing a kiss to his cheek. Patton said, “We can still be gay in the rain.”

“Not with the other gays though.”

“We can be gay together. We can hang out with our friend gays.”

“I guess.”

“There’s other events,” Patton reminded. “Just let the weather pass. I’ll make tomorrow special.”

You say that I waste my time, but I can’t get you off my mind

Roman was out getting groceries while Virgil and Logan were sneaking into his apartment with every rainbow thing they could find. The apartment was covered wall to wall in flags and lights and for some reason a framed picture of the kiss scene from Love, Simon that had not been there before.

“Patton, I don’t intend to sound rude, but,” Logan looked up and down at Patton’s rainbow suit, “is this, perhaps, a bit superfluous?”

Patton adjusted Logan’s lapel pin, a heart in the colors and arrangement of the demisexual pride flag. “I’m dating Roman, if it’s not extra it’s not us.”

Logan rolled his eyes but gave a fond smile. “I will never understand how I am friends with either of you.”

“Yeah, yeah, love you too. Now I need you and Virgil to show how much you love me by leaving, Roman will be back any minute now.”

No, I can’t let go

Roman’s hair was sticking to his face when he came inside. He dropped the grocery bags by the door when he saw everything around him.

‘Cause I love you so

“Patton, what the fuck is this?”

“Surprise,” Patton said. “Or should I say ‘surpride!’”

Roman smiled, picking up the grocery bags and putting them properly on the counter. “You look ridiculous.”

“Do you not like it?”

“Oh, Patton.” Roman pulled him in close, holding his cheeks in his hands. “I adore it.”

Patton leaned into the touch, pressing their lips together. “I adore you.”

“Not as much as I adore you.”

“Hmm, nah,” Patton hummed. “I think I love you the most.”

“Is that a challenge?”

“Maybe,” he said with a smirk. “OH! I have to show you something!” He grabbed Roman’s hand and they ran into the living room. Patton pressed play on his phone and grabbed Roman’s hands.

“You can’t slow dance to Troye Sivan.”

“Maybe not,” he said. “But I want to. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

If you change your mind, I'm the first in line Honey, I'm still free, take a chance on me

Patton pressed his head against Roman’s chest.

If you need me, let me know, gonna be around If you've got no place to go when you're feeling down

“We should stay like this forever.”

“What? Dancing?” Roman asked. “People have died from that.”

“No, not dancing,” Patton said. “I mean...”

If you're all alone when the pretty birds have flown Honey, I'm still free, take a chance on me

“Together. Forever.”

Gonna do my very best and it ain't no lie If you put me to the test, if you let me try

“I agree completely, my love.”

Honey, I'm still free, take a chance on me

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