#the whole convo irked me on both sides

[angelsaxis]

there was a post going around a bit ago complaining about the claim that chappelle roan and other white lesbian musicians are bringing in a renaissance in lesbians in music (in pop specifically I think? Ive never seen the renaissance claims myself) and while OP was right to be complaining about how people only ever focus on white women for their music, they said "how can u say these white girls are putting us in the renaissance when we have syd --"

terrible paraphrase sorry. but it annoyed me because yes syd is a lesbian and Black but she's not in pop and she's been around for a while. I love syd. i LOVE syd. maybe this is me splitting hairs but if someone says "yaay lesbians in pop" and you bring up syd. idk.

and then they said there's been Black women singing about loving women for ages and they brought up megan thee stallion, janelle monae, and others and its like yeah! they do all love women! none of them are LESBIANS though and that was the original statement made in their post, lesbians (in pop) starting a lesbian music renaissance.

and again maybe this is splitting hairs or just petty of me or something but if yall cant even name a Black lesbian musician OUTSIDE syd and tracy chapman and the artists you do mention dont even meet the parameters then --

[aeide-thea]

[witcherposting ahead—nb that this is all totally lighthearted and it's fine if you feel differently!]

anyway what i'd started to say before tumblr ate my post was that like. disclaimer that my approach to netflix witcher canon is that i fully reserve the right to cherrypick, because some of the changes they made were good but others were character assassination, and that obviously i get that if one isn't cherrypicking one does have to actually Grapple With Certain Things 🏔

but like. that said—the more 'Geralt Must Grovel for Weeks and Probably Scourge Himself, Look at What He Did to Poor Sad-Eyed Woobie Jaskier' fics i read the more i'm fucking grateful for the tiny handful where jaskier's just been like, yeah, i never bought that bullshit tbh, he was lashing out and he owes me an apology for sure but a single angry outburst does not in fact scupper an extremely well-established relationship of literally twenty years' standing in one fell swoop???

like i just. idk. imagine remembering that jaskier's a cheery irrepressible little shit and not actually as crushably low on self-esteem as all of us are. of course that would probably require *netflix* to have remembered that, so, you know, no actual shade to anyone who's been projecting that onto him! but just like. idk. they're obviously not siblings but they honestly do have that vibe in certain ways and it's just like. did you never say something overdramatic and shitty in the heat of a fight with yr sibling growing up and then after taking a bit of a breather just like. make a rueful face and apologize for yr respective roles in winding each other up and move tf on, without having, like, a whole extended OTT reparations process where you tell them repeatedly how perfect and sinless they are and how you know you're a miserable worm who doesn't remotely deserve their sunshiny presence in your life but would be so grateful if they could, possibly, somehow, see their way to forgiving you despite yr essential unworthiness—

[minty-thereader]

Izuku x f! reader x Katsuki

|| Blind Devotion

Storyline: Izuku suspects that something is going on between Katsuki and his wife, but he doesn’t pry because he trusts her.

There he goes again! Izuku watched with cautious eyes as Katsuki laid his hand on his wife’s lower back. The 22 year old hero, bit at his tongue to prevent himself from saying something out of the way. They were at a dinner right after attending the hero gala; Izuku and yourself were obviously invited because he was the number one hero! He can admit though as much as he was excited he was more happy to be there than you were, and this irked him, until your mood changed when you were next to his long time friend Bakugo.

The way your eyes lit up when you two were engaged in conversation, the way Katsuki would gently rub your shoulder and run his sticky hands on your back. You two looked really happy together! Almost like a happy couple.

“You look really good in green,” Katsuki complimented, breaking up the convo he was having with the extras in front of him to look down at you. You smiled at him and looked away, your cheeks dusting pink. “You’d look better in red though.” He said with his deep almost grumbling tone, his hand was now resting on your lower back and his lips were inches away from your ear. “Katsuki…” you say to him with a nervous smile.

Izuku walked over, flicking Katsuki’s hand with a bit of his wind quirk to it making a small bruise. To not attract attention Katsuki quickly removed his hand and shook off the pain, glaring at Izuku who walked away with you in his arms. “Sweetheart,” Izuku said with a cherry smile but his eyes looked panicky, “why was Kaachan touching on your back?” You gave your husband an eye roll and brushed his question off, “why does that nonsense bother you?” Izuku tried not to react in a negative way. He didn’t want to stress you out and he didn’t want to stress the baby. Yes, you were pregnant. Very, pregnant. Ready to pop 9 months pregnant!

“Alright fine I’ll drop it.” Izuku said with a pained smile. He wanted to push but half of him felt like if he did then you two would end up fighting, and he hated fighting with you.

Just as he turned to go get you some water Bakugo came walking over with two other good hero friends, Kirishima and Mina by his side. “There you guys went!” Mina cheered approaching you and Izuku. She got to her knees to kiss your giant belly and hug it gently. “Awww little Midoriya is growing!” She says looking up into your e/c eyes. “The last time I saw you, you were sooo small! Like 5 months pregnant! How’s it been carrying your baby??” Mina cues standing up and giving you a tight hug. You hug her back, making eye contact with Bakugo who looked away just as quickly.

Izuku noticed this and his hand formed a tight fist. He couldn’t stand this feeling that something was off between the two of you. He needed to get to the bottom of this and he was gonna address this as soon as you two got home. “We should have a gender reveal party Y/n! Why haven’t you done one yet?!” Kirishima asked while he wrapped his arm around Mina’s waist. You look to Izuku who rubbed behind his head nervously, “u-um..y/n didn’t want one. I guess she wanted it to be a surprise!” You both share a smile of warmth, but Izuku’s was brighter.

After the party like he planned, Izuku took you home and waited for you to fully unwind. He did the whole step by step process, he grabbed you your favorite hot drink and your comforter, then he had you sit down and held your hands.

You gave Izuku a weird look, the same look you’ve been giving him ever since you got pregnant. Izuku felt his heart squeeze. “You feel really distant.” Izuku started, rubbing the palm of your hand gently. He bent and pecked your hand, “like you’re here with me physically, but when you look at me you look so far away.” Your eyes wandered on anything but the man in front of you, proving his point. “Oh? I’m sorry, I didn’t notice. Perhaps it’s the pregnancy.” “Yeah. Perhaps.” Izuku grumbled, a hint of frustration in his tone.

“Another thing,” Izuku says with a straight look, he tightened his hold on your hand as if he was telling you not to lie to him. “What’s going on with you and Bakugo?” Oop. He used Katsuki’s last name, not even Kaachan. You raise an eyebrow, “what do you mean?” “The two of you behave very strange when you’re in the same room together. I hate it, and, everything you’re near each other you end up smelling like him.” Izuku’s nose scrunched. “Like right now you smell like him. That’s a lot of close contact don’t you think?” You pulled your hand back but Izuku was quicker, he already saw it coming so he grabbed your hand back. “Don’t you dare try to run from this talk.”

You frowned heavily at your husband, your hair bouncing as you turned your head away from Izuku. “There’s nothing going on between me and your stupid friend.” “Uh-huh?” Izuku pressed. “Uh-huh!” You returned his energy. Izuku released your hand and he stood. He gave you a glare like he didn’t believe you but then a smile came back to his face, remembering the child you carried for him. “Alright I’ll stop pressing you about Kaachan.” A wave of relief rushed over you, you didn’t feel like fighting about the blonde. Not tonight while you were already going through whatever hormones that came with pregnancy.

You attempted to get up so you can go to bed and Izuku was already there by your side. He was gentle with you as he guided you to your shared room, and he tucked you in bed once there, giving you a long kiss on the lips to which you returned. “I love you,” Izuku said with a loving smile, to which you gave him back. “I love you too Zuku.”

The next morning, bright and early, Izuku’s phone was blowing up. He stopped making you breakfast to answer then resumed, you were in the background doing some exercises. “Hello? Midoriya speaking!” Yaomomo’s voice spoke on the other end. “Hey Midoriya! It’s Momo! I got your number from Kirishima so don’t panic. I’m having a little get together at my place and I wanna know if you and Y/n would be able to make it.” Izuku pondered on those thoughts, chopping away at some strawberries and laying it inside the fruit bowl he was preparing for you. “Well I don’t know Momo. Y/n has to take it easy now that she’s in her final days of pregnancy before she pops–” “I get it! I do, but I promise there won’t be much moving around! Okay?”

Izuku thought about it for a little while longer. He turned around and stared at you as you stretched. “Hey honey! Momo is inviting us to a little get together you wanna go??” You nodded quickly full of excitement! “Of course!” Izuku smiled at your happiness and spoke to the creative hero again. “Alright Momo we’ll be there.”

After getting dressed in a cute white dress that Izuku picked out for you, and Izuku wore some casual clothes, he took you to Momo’s house! Once there Izuku knocked on the door, and when Momo opened there was a lot of people inside and a lot of cheering! Turns out, it was a get together! It was a gender reveal party like Mina had talked about! Everyone was there, smiling and hugging you, everyone including Bakugo, but the blonde didn’t approach you once.

When you went off to talk to the girls about when they found the time to get this done, Izuku and Katsuki were standing next to each other. “Izuku.” “Kaachan.” They stood silent. They were great friends! It kind of hurt Izuku to know that they were falling out because of Bakugo’s weird behavior with his wife. This feud they had should’ve been squashed a long time ago, but the more Izuku saw how close Bakugo would stand next to you and how much he would touch you, the angrier he got.

“Y/n looks great.” Bakugo tried to clear the air. He looked a little guilty, rubbing behind his neck as he spoke. “She has this amazing pregnancy glow about her.” Katsuki made no eye contact with Izuku. The green haired man beside him had his lip curled in a frown. “Yeah that’s cause I did that.” Izuku reminded him with an innocent smile, but his words carried weight. Bakugo returned that smile, his eye twitching.

“You did do that huh?” “Yes I did! She is my wife after all.” The men continued to glare at each other until Kirishima came walking over, grabbing them both. “Come on you guys we are not in school anymore! Can’t you just squash the beef that you have and get along, even for today?! It’s Y/n’s gender reveal party. It wouldn’t hurt to at least pretend like you get along.” The men felt guilty for a bit. They didn’t want to ruin the party. Bakugo grabbed Izuku a beer and Izuku refused, getting some non alcoholic wine instead. The blonde shrugged, they shared a toast and suddenly they were fine again!

The party had gotten started. You were dancing with your husband while also dancing with Katsuki whenever he wanted you to. Izuku still saw this as worrying but this time he didn’t say anything. He just observed. The party was almost over, and the gender reveal was ready. You stood next to Izuku the entire time, your hand tightly grasped in his as Momo gave you two a pin. “Ready?!” Mina yelled from behind.

“Ready!” You and Izuku cheer. You take a look at each other before Izuku grabbed your chin and gave you a long and loving kiss. “I will love our child no matter what gender they may be.” His words made your heart swell and so you hugged him very close to you. “3..2..1..POP!”

The balloon pops and blue sprinkles fall to the ground. You gasp and you look to Izuku whose eyes were just as wide and filled with excitement. “It’s a boy!!” The entire friend group cheered and Izuku picked you up and spun you around. Katsuki looked like he was physically restraining himself from coming, until Izuku beckoned him over. “Get over here Kaachan! At this point you and my wife are besties! I know you’re just as excited for her as me!”

Bakugo ignored his words and walked straight up to you, hugging you tightly with his face in your neck. “Congrats Y/n.” You return his hug, looking a little awkward. “Thank you Suki.” You both pull away and Katsuki’s hands linger on your waist before he pulled back, clearing his throat.

You’re reaching to grab Izuku’s attention right after this, when a sharp pain strikes your belly. Your heart beats fast and you groan loudly, bending forward when you felt a wet liquid run down your leg.

“She’s pissing herself!!” Mineta screamed. He has not changed. Everyone stopped talking and Bakugo rushed to your side. “Are you okay?! Did your water break??” You look into his red eyes with a nod. “Yes—AH!” You yell out, grabbing Katsuki by the shoulder and nodding your head faster as the pain only got worse. Izuku watched this dumbfounded. He snapped out of it and walked to your side with Katsuki already had you lifted in his arms. “Don’t just stand there Deku go grab your wife’s bag!!”

He yelled at him, running out the house to go to Izuku’s car. Izuku nodded and rushed outside as well. It was a good thing they always carried the baby bag everywhere they went just in case. This idea was also Izuku’s.

You continued to yell out in pain as Bakugo grabbed your hand and tried to calm you down. “Izuku!” You screamed for your husband who got in the driver’s seat. “I’m here! I’m taking you to the hospital! Kaachan you don’t have to be here!” Izuku yelled back to the blonde man with his hands firm on the wheel, but Bakugo ignored him. “Just shut up and drive you stupid nerd. Your wife is in labor! There’s more pressing matters than me coming along for the ride!!”

You screamed again and you grabbed Bakugo’s hand, making him look at you with soft eyes. He gently kissed your hand, which Izuku caught these actions in the mirror. His grip on the steering wheel tightened. “Hey stop that! Stop kissing on my wife when she’s vulnerable like that!” Bakugo ignored Izuku, kissing your hand again and then stroking your h/t hair. “It’s gonna be okay princess, just breathe.” Izuku saw red. What was this guy DOING?

He couldn’t swerve the car right now, it’d just put your life in danger. If he was going to kill Katsuki it’d be after you’ve given birth. When Izuku finally pulled up to the hospital Bakugo carried you in and made Izuku grab the bag. “Hey let me take her in!” Izuku tried to protest but Katsuki ignored him, putting all his attention on you, who took deep breaths and cried into the man’s chest.

Nurses rushed out and they took you from Bakugo’s arms. “Who’s the father??” The nurse asked looking at Izuku and Bakugo. “I am!” Izuku chirped, pushing past the red eyed man to get to your side. Katsuki scuffed and watched as he walked into the room with you, trying to come in as well. “Can’t I be there too?? She’s my friend.” He tried to tell the nurse. The staff looked at each other. Once you were in the room with Izuku by your side and settled in, they gave in to Katsuki’s lowkey begging and they let him in.

“What is HE doing here?!” Izuku yelled at the doctor, grabbing your hand as you took deep breaths and screamed out your lungs, grabbing Izuku as well. The doctor shrugged as they weren’t there for the discussion Katsuki had with the nurses. “Let’s not focus on that right now!” You yelled, sitting up and crying. “Please just get this baby out of me!” The nurses nodded, because they knew your body was definitely ready to push.

You grab on to Izuku’s entire arm and screamed into his shoulder, Katsuki standing on the other side of your bed holding the railing and wiping the sweat off your forehead with a rag. “You can do this honey!” Izuku encouraged, “come on push with all you got!” He was scared, seeing how you looked so drained and sick and your lips were dry.

After an hour of screaming and pushing, finally! Finally! A head started to emerge. Izuku cried as he hugged you close, kissing your head and rubbing your shoulders. “Look my love! Look it’s our son! It’s our baby boy! He’s so—” Izuku’s mouth ran dry. The baby’s cry filled the room and your eyes remained shut as you cried and clung to your husband. The nurses and the doctors began to congratulate him, but Izuku still sat there silent. The baby had bright h/t golden hair.

Izuku’s head snapped at Katsuki, who stared at the child with a small smile, before he turned to look at Izuku with a glint of satisfaction in his eyes. “What the fuck is this?…” Izuku whispered. He wanted to move, to break away from your strong hold, but he couldn’t. “Y/n open your eyes right now that baby looks nothing like me.”

Your eyes shoot open and your heart dropped, looking at the crying baby with blonde hair, then looking at Izuku’s face. “Izu—” Izuku yanked his arm back from your grip and laughed. He touched his face, facepalming just as Katsuki grabbed your hand to rub it gently. The nurses and doctors left to give you three a moment of silence. The baby in the little bed next to you. “So I was right.” Izuku said with a small smile, his eyes were closed.

“No Izuku,” you tried to save face but Katsuki sucked his teeth and made you close your mouth. “She meant to say YEAH. Yes Deku that’s my kid. Been with your wife for about a year now. But on and off.” Izuku’s chest squeezed again like last night. He held back tears for as long as he could. “You knew it was Kaachan’s didn’t you?” He asked you. You stared at him, ashamed. “I…I suspected…I didn’t want to get my hopes up that I’d be yours.” “It’s okay.” Izuku said with tears streaming down his freckled cheeks.

“The truth is out now.” He says sitting down. He didn’t know if he should just divorce you or stay because he truly loved you. But this kind of heartbreak was also too much for him to take. He spent 3 years together with you, and the entire 9 months loving you and that baby like it were his. “Yeah…I need a moment.” Izuku whispered. He stood and he walked to the door. “Izuku!” You tried yelling for your husband, but he already stepped out leaving behind the perfect little family.

[roses-and-elixir]

Thanks for the response. l trust me ive tried. The girl is so petty herself. When i first reached out she's like ur accusing me wrongfully and just kept saying things like Allah knows whats in her heart and to fear Allah. I havent accused her, i just simply asked her if she's msging him and then I told her to stop messaging him and expressed how uncomfortable I am with her continuing to even connect with him. She tells me to go discuss it with my husband (as if I havent already), and tells me not to involve her in these problems. I asked her if she can respect boundaries and to not continue and then she blocks me. I seen them following each other on ig recently and thats what irked me so I messaged her because why does she need to have more access to him, especially after I reached out to her too? Why does she care so much to even want to keep in touch with him like that? She's a complete stranger too and she keeps putting up the whole practicing side but behind the scenes she's doing this stuff knowingly. Yeah im upset because me and my husband already had this convo before marriage and after as well. And the way the girl reacted was just dead wrong. Im so disgusted by her behaviour because she's being ignorant to it too. I dont get why cant she just leave people alone and not cause problems in their marriage?

Idk this whole thing seems so strange especially when she’s a complete stranger. I honestly don’t get what business she has speaking to your husband like that. If you and your husband both have discussed this prior to marriage he should know how this would make you feel and not have allowed it to happen tbh. And even after you expressing your discomfort around it he should have reassured you AND acted to show that he respects your feelings.

[toughtink]

the miraculous subs vs dubs debate

this time last year i picked up french on duolingo as a pandemic hobby and went for around three month before falling off the wagon. i picked it up again recently, and with the miraculous ladybug fan resurgence decided to start rewatching it from the beginning in french (with french subtitles which btw DON’T MATCH?? what they’re saying in french??? wtf netflix? idk whatever it’s fine). i’ve listened to bits and pieces of ML in various languages over the years, though mostly the english dub, but having been privy to the whole “subs vs dubs” convo for so many years i gotta say... anyone claiming that the english is awful and the french is just amazing, perfect, absolutely magnifique is just being pretentious.

the truth is that the localization teams have done a great job!! the timbre of each character’s voice matches really well between languages. the fact that i can tell who's talking without even looking at the screen is a testament to how well they’ve cast both the english and french voices. there’s some little changes, like i feel like marinette & adrien’s voices are slightly more differentiated from their superhero personas in english, though that might just be because i’m more familiar with it. chat noir sounds a bit more flirty in french, though maybe that’s just a side effect of ~everything is more romantic en français~!, while cat noir in english is a bit more adventurous sounding. the only characters that don’t really sound the same at all are some of the adult side characters, which french has cast to sound waaaay goofier (i get it, it’s a kid’s show, and they certainly act pretty goofy sometimes), and the kwamis. specifically, i very much prefer the english dub’s version of plagg with a raspier, chaos gremlin style voice. french plagg sounds sort of like an old butler? that’s fine, but i prefer the chaos gremlin to capture the element of destruction. maybe that’s the american in me.

of course, some things just don’t always translate as well so it’s nice to see the story in the language it was conceptualized in, especially because it’s what makes sense for the setting. so if that’s what you’re after definitely go for the french dub! that said, the animation is actually synced with the english voice and it shows. french is a beautiful language that also uses a lot of long phrases which, at least in the first season, occasionally run over the allotted time for mouth flaps. if you’re used to that from other shows, that won’t be much of a problem, but i’d be lying if i said it didn’t irk me a little.

translation & localization are tough jobs! you have to determine when it’s appropriate to translate literally and when it’s better to get the idea of the phrase across. it’s especially difficult in a show filled with so much humor as puns rarely translate well. voice acting is also a tough job, especially voice over for dubs which means you have to fit your acting to something already animated instead of the other way around. different countries’ teams have to make decisions based on what will work best for their own market & culture, so please keep that in mind when talking about the whole subs vs dubs debate. it really comes down to preference, but that’s no reason to be disrespectful.

[jade-marie]

3 12 17!

3) have I ever unfollowed people because of fandom opinions?

 Yes. Absolutely. Not even to be an asshole or anything, it’s just as simple as the fact I won’t really enjoy or engage with their content if our views are wildly different. Not so much for good girls accounts, but with the blacklist I immediately unfollow people who post a lot of Lizzington stuff because I just find the whole thing a bit gross🤣

12) unpopular arc that I enjoyed

I thoroughly enjoyed the direction they decided to take with Stan’s character during s3 (one of the few things I didn’t hate) and the fact that he grew very sick of Ruby keeping secrets from him and her hypocrisy regarding both him and Sara. 

He’s been a good guy all his life and has essentially been shit on for it, so it makes sense that he would eventually choose the route he did. And unlike the girls, he seems to have more of a natural aptitude for it, his plans seemed to be much more well thought out and I felt like that whole scheme he was running with the strippers had so much potential 

17) instead of XYZ I would’ve done ABC

I would’ve had Beth go with Rio to get her money back in 2.08. It could’ve been such a great teaching moment and a bit of a make or break for Beth - to decide if she’s capable of being involved in that side of the business or if she’ll let him handle it going forward. The whole “shoot someone in the face” convo just irked me a bit and felt pretty unnecessary.

But yeah, I think it could’ve been a great way to really explore their dynamic, but also Beth’s relationship with the dirtier side of crime. Obviously that would’ve also changed the direction of the rest of s2 as well

[phoenixfire-thewizardgoddess]

TF2 Sniper/Spy  Headcanon

Based on a random convo where we were talking about how Spy/Sniper tends to either have a) woofbified Sniper or Spy, b) creepy stalker Spy or c) feral bushman Sniper that has to be civilised by Spy. 

Primary concept: Why give us 10K of creepy ass spysniper when you could have the pair happily together, and they tell the team by announcing Scout now has two dads over dinner bc they went to Las Vegas over the weekend.

@camiluna27 said that Sniper could help Spy learn to be a dad to Scout, and well, I had an alternate idea, so... this happened:

- HEADCANON-

Sniper has no experience.

If anything, Engie might be the closest the team has to a father figure. And Spy would prefer death over admitting it to the Texan...

Sniper, on the other hand, is just oddly casual with everyone even those he's going to kill. He can get serious, but mostly, it's chill... everyone can relate to him, in their own way. He listens, offers advice, and has your back on the field.

Spy, in contrast, has been made paranoid by the world in which he lives. Lies, deceptions, masks, targets, always the threat of death haunting every move... if your smile is even an ounce deceptive, you die. He has learned to be what people need to see, to adapt to a challenge.

Who he is, as a person, is a little difficult for him to gauge. The closest he came to being... him, a person, was when he spent time with Scout's mother, who challenged his normal statements, behaviours, seductions as utterly false. An act. And he suddenly realised she was right.

Now he was on a base, and he did not need to BE anyone. That is, after battle was over... he was just... Spy. And who was that?

He went for haughty, kept them at bay. The man he was, was dead, if you thought about it. Buried under a thousand faces and facades, all in the name of espionage.

Scout... was an unpleasant surprise. He'd thought, based on what correspondence he'd received in the last year from Her... that the boy was going to college for an art degree, and yet... here he was smashing in heads amongst hardened mercenaries?

Perhaps she had lied, although he'd noticed some clear artistic ability in the boy. The sketchbooks full of doodles, and even the other members of the team... he particularly liked the ones of Sniper lounging, asleep, in odd locations. Though not so much the ones of himself, which all seemed to have harsh angles and auras of menace. Was that how he was seen?

He detested the ease with which Sniper could just be there, and relate to others. Engineer was more obvious, making an effort and being loud to draw others in, but people just tended to gravitate to Sniper. In much the same way they unconsciously avoided Spy.

The pictures made him question everything. Maybe keeping them all at bay was not such a good idea?

And he tried, somewhat. Was less openly hostile, and it did win him the interest of a few members... though conversations were often one-sided and frustrating, because he would reveal nothing of himself during them. Only vague stories of espionage.

What else could he talk of, though? Who else had he been but a spy for decades? And no one was saying the obvious about Scout, which everyone seemed to simply know...

So that topic was off the table. For now.

Engineer irked him. Too open, and always stealing the limelight unintentionally... not to mention how fatherly he was towards the boy.

Pyro was worse, that blank stare and muffled phrasing concerned him no end. HE wasn't sure how to communicate with whatever lay beneath.

Soldier... was loud.

Demo, a surprisingly good conversationalist when he was in the mood to deal with 'Spy's shit'.

Heavy and Medic, he got along with rather well. Heavy for his knowledge and language skills; Medic for the same, and the strange bond of being a Support member frequently left to die by their team.

Scout... was warming up to him, at least. He still had the notecards from the whole bread disaster, the ones depicting his violent death and also fucking the Eiffel tower... he wasn't sure if he was meant to be proud at the skill or furious the little bastard had drawn them to start with...

But, he had bonded with the boy a little during that time, with the whole Miss Pauling date scenario.

And Sniper, he accidentally manages to get along with. That indescribable magic the man had seemed to have rubbed off... and one day they'd simply... had a conversation. It'd been mid-battle. Sniper in his nest, Spy having retreated there to let the healthkit he'd nabbed do it's job, after the BLU Pyro had decided to chase him clear across the map...

Sniper had asked if he was having a good day, and, utterly caught off guard by the strange question, Spy had let out a genuine laugh. Hooting an snorts intact. 

Immediately clapping a hand over his mouth, in horror, as he realised someone else had heard the awful thing.

But Sniper was beaming ear to ear. "S'that why you never laugh round us, mate?"

Spy refused to reply.

"Nevermind, ain't that bad, sorta cute really. There was this bloke at home that had a laugh that sounded like an explosion in a bicycle horn factory... and you've got nothing on him."

After a pause, Spy answers, "...your discretion is appreciated, bushman."

And the room goes quiet. It feels awkward to Spy, but Sniper doesn't seem perturbed; steadily gazing down the sights and picking people off...

At the last second, he sees a blue dot slowly, lazily almost, trailing up the RED's arm towards his forehead. Sniper hadn't noticed.

With a lurch, Spy slams into the man from the side as a sniper rifle goes off and his Sniper yells whilst the opposing one curses from somewhere close by. Too close.

And speaking of cursing... Sniper is already up, with kukri out as the third occupant of the room is forcibly made visible on impact. The BLU Spy had crashed into a wall as the REDs hit the floor.

Now he was trapped.

"Sorry mate, looks like I win this one." Sniper says, lashing out at the pinned backstabber. Spy pretends he didn't flinch when the blade hit home, killing the other man instantly. He'd been cleaved with a weapon of the very same make and model just two lives earlier... you never quite forgot a kukri-related death.

Sniper grumbles, wipes the blade dry on the BLU's suit pants and offers Spy a hand up. The latter deigns to take it.

"You alright Spook?" he asks, looking at the dissolving body.

"That was never in doubt, bushman. Although you were nearly killed twice over in a matter of seconds... you must pay more attention to your surroundings!" admonishes Spy.

"He's right, you should." comes a familiar, haunting voice, as BLU Sniper steps into the room... and Spy curses himself for the inattention, as the rifle goes off and he's forced through respawn.

.

He did not see Sniper again until the match ended and they all traipsed back into the base, exhausted but exuberant  for having somehow won the King-of-the-Hill match.

"Mon dieu, I could use a shower..." Spy moans to himself, quietly.

He's shoulder-checked by the infuriatingly youthful Scout, as the runner dashes past with a cheeky, "Ya damn right there, Spook, can smell you from the checkpoint!"

And he questions how much trouble he'd be in with Scout's Mother if he accidentally pushed the kid off a cliff... before shaking off the notion. A companionable arm drops over his shoulder, which surprises and concerns the espionage agent. No one touches him, save Medic, and occasionally a teammate dragging him out of harm's way or to a medkit.

"We did good out there today, mate... nice work." Sniper says, clapping him on the shoulder before letting go. Casual, companionable, comfortable.

"...and you were not so terrible, I suppose." he tosses back, faint grin letting the other know it was only in jest.

"Really saved my arse out there, and I 'preciate it..." Sniper adds, after a moment, holstering his weapons in their spawn locker and snagging out a pile of clean attire. Clean towels and soap were always mysteriously present in the communal bathroom, though no one ever put them there or washed them; nor knew who did.

Spy does not respond, his own items would not leave him until he reached the assigned quarters for his Class. Less chance of the other Spy sabotaging them that way.

Sniper notices, "Uh, you coming to shower or do you have a thing for being filthy I should know about?"

The Spy's first reaction was mild outrage at the INSINUATION... but he tamps it down and adopts a smirk. "Oh? Did you just invite me to shower with you, bushman?" he says, tone overly saccharine and mildly seductive. One he used on targets, quite successfully, in the past.

The lanky man nearly falls over his own feet as he whirls to face Spy, visibly puzzling out how Spy could have inferred that.

"Er..." he managed, before someone else cut in.

"Oh my god, you two are far too old to be flirting about fucking in the showers..." groans Scout, looking horrified. "It's bad enough when Heavy and Medic do it... uh, the flirting, that is. Although ya do hear things when the guys in the room adjacent yours forget the wall's only like A CENTIMETRE THICK..."

Both the other two men were not looking at the runner, and Engie was now making his trademarked expression of disappointment at the pair.

Sniper, on the other hand, spluttered for a second, then gave the runner a light whack to the head; toppling his hat off. Scout yowled loudly, acting as if it was some grievous blow, and Engie's deathstare turned towards the sharpshooter. He tried to ignore it.

"Oi, ya cheeky wanker, m'not that old..." he mumbles, and Spy is amused to see the embarrassment all over the Australian's face.

"Oui, he is still of prime age... and not everyone can simply pine after someone who can never like them back, for years on end, Scout. That would be... sad, non?" he digs, and the runner goes crimson.

But Scout doesn't have a retort, so he deflates, throws a sad glare at both Spy and Sniper, then retreats. Uncharacteristic, and a little concerning.

"Ya didn't have ta be that harsh, Spah." Engie admonishes, a tad quietly. "He just needs ta work out Miss P, lovely as she is, ain't on the same baseball team if ya get my meaning."

"S'alright, I'll talk to him after we all get cleaned up. For a noisy little bugger, he sure loves to stargaze... just sits quiet as a bilby, on top'a me camper with me. It's nice..." Sniper tilts his head at Spy, "You might like to try it sometime..."

Spy raises an eyebrow, "Oh? Before or after we do something scandalous in the showers, mon amie?"

Sniper laughs and claps the masked man on the back, companionably, if a bit hard. "You're a bit of a wanker yourself, mate, must be genetic..."

And he's already gone, headed towards the communal bathroom; probably already full of steam, half-clean mercenaries and songs in all manner of languages being shouted over each other.

Spy grabbed his own attire from the locker, and hesitated, wondering if he could really trust his teammates enough. His own quarters had an in-built bathroom for the very reason of maintaining anonymity...

...but, the more he thought on it, the more he realised how ridiculous it was to save and be saved by the same people every single day... and none had seen him without the mask. Although, he did realise ironically, even if he removed the cloth... would the other mask ever come off, or was it permanent?

No matter. He was... rather oddly certain that, given time, he could work out who he was whilst amongst these men... and Pyro. The person behind Spy. Reclaim the name that was once his, and find out what was attached to it.

And it all started... with simply taking a shower, and joining a lanky Australian to stargaze.

How ironically simple, he thought, stepping into the starkly white tiled room of the communal showers... and slipping off his mask.

Sniper starts, as Spy takes the stall next to his -dividers chest-high and no more to prevent 'any hanky-panky' as the Administrator had termed it.

Then, the bushman smiles. "Glad to see you could make it, Spook."

And, for some reason Spy can't name, it feels like Sniper means more than simply the fact that he was here.

His lips curl up into an amused grin as he reaches for the taps.  "As am I, mon amie."

- - - - 

The End

Or at least, a jumpoff point for how to build the thing.

BEHOLD MY TRASHBRAIN

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BB19 Daytime Updates - 7/3 - Day 13 (Complete)

Updater: Madison

Recent evictee: Cameron & Megan(self-evict) HOH: Cody Nominees: Jillian & Christmas(renom) POV players: Cody, Jillian, Alex, Matt, Raven, Jason POV holder: Alex Have nots: Josh, Jillian, Ramses Den of Temptation: Paul

8:46 Cam 3

Christmas is lying in the BY saying she broke her foot.

(The feeds were at fish when the injury happened.)

Jason is outside with her. She tells him to go to the DR and tell them she broke her foot.

Christmas: Production, I seriously broke my foot. It’s not a twisted ankle.

Feeds cut to fish after a few minutes, then switch to the cats.

9:37 – Feeds are back. Cam 1

Matt and Jessica in the kitchen

Matt says it is in their best interest to keep working together with Paul.

Jessica says she had a convo with Christmas last night and it did not sit well with her. She knows Christmas is coming after Cody.

Cody comes in. They’re just chatting and eating breakfast.

9:48 Cam 1

Jason and Cody in the storage room. Cody says they had to carry Christmas to the DR and her foot looked broken.

They go to the kitchen…

Jason explains that he and Christmas were dancing in the BY, Christmas was on his back, and she slipped and fell of of him and hurt her foot.

Cody says there was a lump on the bottom of her foot.

Cody says worst case scenario is Christmas has to have surgery, leaves the game, and then Cody has to nominate someone else.

Jessica: What is going on?!

Matt: Just for the record, we have not officially evicted a person from the house.

Jessica thinks they will end the week and not have Cody nominate someone else.

9:57 Cam 1

Paul, Jason, and Cody in the BY

They’re talking about what happened to Christmas.

Jason says the first words out of Christmas’ mouth after the injury was “will you guys let me back on next year?”

BB keeps yelling at them not to talk about production.

Jessica joins them.

10:30 Cam 3

Jillian and Ramses in the front bedroom

They’re speculating on what is going to happen with Christmas.

Jillian: Everyone that goes on the block with me, they just disappear!

Alex comes in.

Alex says even if Christmas does come back she probably won’t stay.

Jillian says she feels bad. Alex says they need to pray for Christmas.

10:40 Cam 1

Paul, Jason, and Mark in the BY

Paul tells Jason that Mark is on the fence about the vote.  He says Cody is turning the whole house against each other.

10:42 Cam 3

Cody and Matt in the HOH

Cody says he feels as if he has Alex’s and Jason’s trust now.

Matt asks why Cody was so paranoid of Paul. Cody says he’s always wanted Paul out.

Matt tells Cody it wouldn’t be a bad idea to be a little softer when he is nominating people. Cody laughs.

11:07 Cam 3

Jessica and Elena in the storage room

Jessica says that Cody had good intentions but his execution was wrong. Elena says she does feel screwed over because she was so out of the loop.

Elena says that she still has a lot of respect for Cody. She says she is stuck between respecting the HOH and sending her teammate home.

Jessica says she might not be able to vote Christmas out now because of what happened to her today.

Elena leaves, Mark comes in.

Jessica asks if his opinions have changed regarding the vote. Mark says they are going to see how the next few days play out.

Elena comes back in, Jessica leaves.

Mark asks if Elena told Jessica about Cody and Jason’s convo. She says yes… Mark isn’t happy.

Mark: I really want to get upset right now.

Elena says Jessica wants to make a mutual agreement again where they all make it to jury. Mark says that is not going to happen.

Elena says that Jessica is one of her best friends in the house.

Mark: Stop right there!

Mark isn’t happy because Elena was mad at him for being friends with them yesterday.

Mark says if Paul thinks that Elena is still close with Jessica and Cody he won’t work with them. Elena says if she doesn’t maintain a relationship with Jessica and Cody she will be their target.

Elena says she wants to play a neutral game for now.

Mark tells her that, going by gameplay, saving Christmas is not the right move.

11:49 Cam 1

Alex, Cody, and Jason in the BY

They’re counting votes to evict Christmas.

Cody says they need Ramses. Alex says she thinks they have him.

They want Josh’s vote. Alex says they need to wait right before the eviction to convince Josh.

Cody says if Jillian goes then Jason and Alex don’t have to protect anyone but him (Cody) and Jessica.

Jason says Paul is telling him that he has Mark’s vote. Cody laughs and calls Paul a gamer.

Cody can’t believe anyone trusts Paul.

Cody leaves.

Alex says Cody and Paul are so desperate to gain their trust. They think something is off.

Jason says they need to win HOH and then he’s going to nominate whoever he wants.

Alex thinks Cody and Paul are both trying to play them.

Jason says he can’t stand Jessica.

Alex and Jason both say no one really wants to join their team, they just want them for numbers.

12:51 Cam 3

Raven, Jessica, and Matt in the parlor room

Raven is hugging Jessica and telling her its okay. Jessica is upset about something Cody did.

Jessica said Cody sounded angry and wouldn’t talk to her.

Raven and Matt are telling Jessica to just give Cody time.

1:05 Cam 3

Elena and Paul in the BY

They’ve been talking for a while, but it’s mostly just repeats of convos we have already heard

Paul says Dominique is very smart and could become dangerous in time.

1:14 Cam 3

Jillian and Ramses on the BY lounge chair

Jillian and Ramses both say that the other side of the house thinks they are just oblivious.

Ramses says Christmas called him a floater to his face… he says he is but that’s why he isn’t in the position that she is.

Jillian says Christmas told her that she isn’t in an alliance.

Ramses: GIRL, BYE!

Josh joins.

Josh wonders if there will be temptations similar to the golden apple again where someone can get safety. Jillian says there might be but she tells him not to go for it again because it puts a huge target on your back.

Josh says he’s going to get himself back in the game and compare notes with everyone if he wins HOH. He says Ramses, Jillian, Jason, Kevin, and Alex don’t need to worry at all if he wins HOH. Josh says he needs a letter from home.

1:20 Cam 1

Dom and Jessica on the BY couches

Dom says Jason is ridiculously happy.

Jessica: That fact that he broke Christmas’ foot then went back to sleep irks me beyond belief.

Dom agrees.

1:40 Cam 4

Cody and Jessica have made up apparently (he was writing his HOH blog)

1:42 Cam 1

Elena and Mark in the second bedroom

Elena says she wouldn’t mind if Paul won HOH because she knows he has a plan. She doesn’t want Cody to leave, though.

1:50 Cam 3

Paul and Dom in the BY

Dominique tells Paul her real job.

2:15 Cam 2

Mark, Cody, and Jessica in the HOH

Cody says he will nominate Jason if he has to put up another person this week. He says he hopes it will bring their side together again. Mark doesn’t think it will.

2:14 Cam 3

Raven and Elena in the second bedroom

Raven doesn’t like that Jason went to bed after Christmas broke her foot. (Jason went to DR and told them what happened then he said BB wouldn’t let him go back outside). Elena agrees with Raven.

2:19 Cam 3

Raven, Matt, and Paul in the parlor room

Raven thinks Cody is doing something with the safety deposit boxes. She says Cody wouldn’t let Jessica in his room earlier (he was writing his HOH blog).

Raven thinks Cody is being suspicious.

2:21 Cam 3

Christmas is back in the house

Christmas says she tore ligaments in the arch of her foot and she has to go back Wednesday to get an MRI to see if there are any fractures.

She says she has to keep her foot elevated and iced. And she is on painkillers.

Christmas moves into the second bedroom where Elena is. She asks for updates on the game. They tell her not much has changed.

She says she isn’t being pulled from the game and isn’t quitting, and they will just have to figure it out as they go.

2:43 Cam 3

Jason and Paul in the storage room

Raven has Paul convinced Cody has a secret power. He thinks it might be a reset week.

Jason says he is leery about everybody. Paul says he trusts Jason and Kevin.

Jason leaves, Raven and Elena come in. They’re discussing how Cody is being weird.

2:45 Cam 1

Jessica and Jillian on the upstairs couches

Jillian is counting the votes she has… she thinks she has Kevin but Jessica isn’t so sure.

They go into the HOH a couple minutes later. Mark and Cody are in there as well.

Jillian counts the votes she thinks she has: Alex, Jason, Josh (maybe), Kevin, Ramses.

Jessica says she and Mark can vote Christmas out too and they will be fine if Josh or Kevin flips.

Jessica tells Jillian she has to fight to stay.

Cody and Jessica tell Jillian to play into the fact that Josh is trying to have a showmance with her.

Mark says the numbers could be there. Jessica isn’t sure about Josh and Kevin’s votes.

Mark leaves. Jason comes in.

Jessica asks Jason how Kevin is going to vote. Jason isn’t positive but he thinks Kevin is solid.

Jillian says Ramses’ vote is solid too. Cody says she needs to make sure she has Josh.

Jessica says she overheard a conversation today and she doesn’t think Kevin is solid on that vote.

Jason asks if he is being set up. Cody and Jessica say no, the sides are already drawn.

2:56 Cam 3

Paul and Mark in the storage room

Mark tells him that now conversation about secret powers happened in the HOH when he was just in there with Cody.

Jillian tells Cody that she isn’t going to come for him next week.

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[ISTJ] Does This ISTJ Like Me or Not?

So I'm a bisexual INFJ and have been decent friends with this straight-esque ISTJ for about two years now. Thing is, he's so charismatic on the surface to the point where you wouldn't even begin to think he was an ISTJ at heart. He was eccentric, witty, smart, stable and even soft-hearted at some points. Everybody in our class loved him as the class clown; like as if he was some entertaining gadget to fiddle with. :wubbie::wubbie: Our friendship sparked out of his attraction for my articulation in English and our shared interest in music. Apparently I came across off as different from most high-schoolers at time, so he was stimulated whenever I was in his presence. At first, it was all a gimmick for the both of us; poking fun at how we were obsessed with each other like some bro-magnet of sort. Before I knew it, it started to gradually get more serious. Our online convos would take place during the latest/dead hours at night about the most confidential and intimate topics; things such our dreams, fears, passion, family and even who we liked. One time he asked me to analyze his favorite song, in regards to how it resonated with his feelings. The lyrics suggested that he was heartstruck with someone and it felt so bittersweet knowing that he was probably directing it towards a girl but confided in me to share the sensitive side of himself. Whenever our intimate moments took place he'd always go along the lines of, "Btw this chat is only between us" or "This will always be a safe place for the both of us". Wasn't until then that my heart was stimulated at the fact that I had a guy friend that I could be personal with, which was genuinely new to me at the time. I felt so secure and safe with him. For each time that I was facing an adversity, he'd be there to message and comfort me through virtual hugs and reminding me why I was amazing to him. I had officially become a puppy attached to my new owner. :hug::heart: Suddenly there had been a downward shift in our bond. He'd leave my messages on read and barely acknowledge my presence in person. Our convos began to feel ingenuine and rushed. Classwork was all that we were limited to talking about. I got the vibe that I was irking him with every text that I spammed, hoping to get a mere response out of him. I'd be so downbeat at the sight of watching him interacting with everybody and winning their heart while his indifference broke mine. Perhaps he lost the spark with me and wanted to seek seemingly more interesting friendships. I was so confused, for it felt like I had lost a special companionship within the blink of an eye. I became a ghost to him. A sad, yet non-existent ghost. :(:( However that wasn't the end of my magical friendship gone incomplete. My ISTJ would occasionally still message and talk to me, but supposedly only on his terms. Whenever I laid in bed with my lifeless heart thinking about him, he'd send an article or video of his favorite movie/song for us to have a short-lived discussion about it, only for him to leave me on read and return back to the abyss. At this point, I felt like I was gasping for air. As if I was receiving CPR after drowning in water, just for me to be thrown back in again. Rinse. Repeat. :shrug::unsure: As much as there was strangeness in the new way he communicated with me, he showcased it in his actions as well. I'd passed by him and he'd walk in the opposite direction or seem overly busy or preoccupied when I tried to talking to him. Then he'd corner me for what felt like slightly scripted conversation whenever it was just the two of us alone. There'd be times during class where he'd make a goofball out of himself and I'd be only person he'd look at for a reaction, as he'd gaze into my eyes with his mischievous, seductive smile. He would also make light jokes at my expense, which would soon be followed by him apologizing to me in private. If he caught someone giving me a hard time or opposing my ideas, he'd show up out of nowhere to my rescue like a knight in shining armor. Overall, it was like as if he was making up for the times he wasn't there for me, yet he'd go back to simultaneously ignoring me when there were groups of people around us. My mind began to dismiss it as him just looking out for me like a little brother but my heart truly wanted him to desire more than a friendship. I had officially become a hopeless romantic; waiting for my prince charming to show some limerence. :wubbie::doh: Wasn't until after our school musical (that I acted in and he played guitar in the pit orchestra for), he casually asked me, "who did you like this whole school year?". It around the time I had given out a few hints to my friends on whom I liked so I played it off by saying I knew the person for a few years and really wanted to confess to them. He wanted to know for the sake of 'hearing entertainment to use up his energy' and that 'his heart was aching for me' out of sympathy. Part of me still despises myself to this day for not telling him the truth. Even if it meant scaring him off. :doh::boohoo: So I wonder...could he like me back? Or is he still wanting to stay intimate friends with me? Also could there be a chance that he's a closeted bisexual? He has seemed so unsure of himself for the past few months. Like as if his future comprises of a blank canvas. I know that ISTJ's are usually susceptible to staying on the down low about these kinds of stuff. I've seen him act flamboyant and sarcastically flirt with other guys, but it's typical for a straight male to do that kind of stuff in high school. However he's been really ambivalent and gentle with me lately. Should I confess to him? And how so? I wanna know if there could be a chance for me. For 'us'. :wubbie::smile: https://www.typologycentral.com/forums/showthread.php?t=96883&goto=newpost&utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=tumblr