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adrunkgiraffe · 4 years ago

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I have been through this journey before, so I get to be actually frustrated about it.

IUnder a read more because im not subjecting y’all to this. Also: I should caveat I haven’t watched the episode cause I’m waiting till its on Netflix but I have watched way too many other episodes of Supernatural so I have a right to say these things.

TL;DR: I mean you all knew Cas’ confession was fucking bullshit and that SPN is...hm. But I’d like to actually express my genuine frustration, for a moment? I’m going to say things you already know, but I have too much knowledge of this show and too much stupid meta in my brain about a series I haven’t genuinely enjoyed for at least 5 years which makes this not just blandly bad but disgustingly insulting to me not even as a gay just as like. A writer?

Or, even shorter: Cas’ confession is just a Charlie Bradbury Speedrun

So. As some of you may know if, for some reason, you followed me back in 2013 (and till...okay fine 2015), I used to be, uh. Really into SPN. Really, I was into Destiel. Like, as in, I slogged through seasons 1-3 to get to Cas and am also really vulnerable to the Sunk Cost Fallacy and projecting onto characters. (I was in 8th grade in 2013, okay? Get off my back)

Also, because I monopolised use of the TV, I kind of...also got my parents into it? In a “this is silly but fun” kind of way.

Over time, critiques of the show from viewers, learning what queerbaiting is at all, fatigue with how long it was going, and also fatigue from how characters I enjoyed, like Rufus, or Crowley, or Ellen, or Jo, or Kevin, or Charlie, or Cas a few times, kept getting killed off. As time went on, it didn’t escape my notice that, aside from Cas, all of these characters fit one or more of the following criteria:

They were a woman

They were a person of color

Were Queer or Queer-coded in some way (listen Crowley was bad rep but at least Mark Sheppard actually kissed a man on screen)

I also just...generally got tired of the way the show treats women and sidelines people of color.

The final straw really came with Charlie’s death. It got us all excited, because she hadn’t been back in a bit! And it was interesting to see how reuniting with her dark side from Oz had changed her! (yeah remember the fucking Wizard of Oz storyline? The writers sure don’t!) And maybe she’d get developed! Because at this point, Charlie and the fairly good writing of her character was a major upside for the series! Charlie was cool, fun, gay, and morally complex in a way...none of the female characters had been before her, in large part because by definition, her relationship with the boys would always be platonic.

And then. Offscreen. She is violently murdered. For no damn good reason. Like, literally, her being brought back in this episode after fucking off to europe after having returned from fucking off to Oz seems to have filled two purposes in total.

The codex is solved (but Sam doesn’t know till next episode)

Charlie is dead, which means Dean can be angry, specifically at Sam, and kill more people because he’s the big bad this season.

That’s it. Two things. Twooooo whole reasons to do this episode. Whoopee.

But you didn’t come here for this, you came here for me to rip this reveal to shreds. Don’t worry, I’ll get there. What I want in your minds is that Supernatural already had a really good anddynamic queer character. And then they killed her off to make Dean angry. No, it doesn’t matter that they brought her back in season 13 or whatever. They made that decision.

After the rage this incited, I started realizing general flaws in the writing (I had probably already noticed them but now I was angry enough to complain.) Every conflict is born of Sam and Dean not communicating/taking on burdens and Dean being angry at Cas for reasons that ranged from good to ridiculous, but in a way that always went way too fucking long, (which...yes, does make the “you do it for love” gifs fucking hilarious). It didn’t help that seasons 11 and 12 were next, which meant Demon Dean and GOD’S FUCKING SISTER, plus the decision to resurrect Mary, which, while I do like her later scenes, as a season 12 finale it...well I’ll be honest it kinda sucked. It undercut the majority of the Winchester’s’ arcs and their slow and painful journey out of their father’s toxic vengeance quest and knowing Mary as a person when it’s too late to know her was one of the last semi-compelling grounders of the narrative.

By this point it was a hate-watch for my parents and I.

So then, I’m at college, and I’m not watching anymore cause I don’t have the motivation or access to Hulu to continue, and SPN is bad. I watch the Scooby Doo crossover when it comes out and my friend and I make fun of it, and we also continue making jokes about Dean and Cas and queerbaiting because we’re queer, but I don’t keep up. My Dad does though, so when I return, I watch some with the fam and lads. It’s even more tiring without context.

So flash forward to Quarantine, my sister, the only one with taste, has left, and we have run out of netflix to watch. So we return to the well, and seasons 13-14 are. I’m gonna say it. Bad. Really fucking bad. The cycle of bad communication continues, season 14 has like seven antagonists and the way it’s structured makes it so I literally cannot remember the timeline of a season I watched 3 months ago. Oh also, they have a queer coded cannibal snake monster for...well I guess Jack’s snake bud was cool but like. Huh wow it’s almost like these writers don’t handle queers well.

Our one saving grace is Cas, but he’s barely in any episodes, though I did note that his deal with the empty, being happy completely for one moment killing him, that struck me as “this has potential and I know they’re gonna half-ass it somehow.” Also Jack and Mary, but then oh...plot….The most compelling it gets is literally the finale.

But then, 3 days later, the first half of season 15 comes out on Netflix and it’s...actually kind of acceptable. The new character they give Jack’s actor is fun to watch him play until they make him evil. Exploring just how toxic Chuck can be gave the series direction again. The alternate future was genuinely scarring, and Eileen’s return was genuinely moving. Most of all, though, Cas got the opportunity to tell Dean no, that Dean was being unfair to him, had always been unfair to him, and he was sick of it. I had no illusions, I knew Destiel was never gonna happen, and Cas was gonna die, but giving him that bit of agency, letting Cas grow and be self-sufficient, and be angry with Dean not for existential reasons but interpersonal ones, was such a good sign for me, and Dean grew too! Dean fucking apologized for being horrible and Jensen Ackles had a...yknow what, ill give it to him, he had a good acting moment.

But the thing. About. The “I love you.”

Let’s take it in parts.

What was good: I’m gonna admit it, lads, “Wanting what I can’t have” - AS A LINE - is good, and, structurally, there is something to the Empty Deal that could have been an interesting aspect of Cas’ arc when it comes to self actualization and being on even footing with Dean. The problem is, this is Supernatural, and that arc only comes up when I bring it up because character study, even in bad media, is fun for me.

What was bad:

I mean. Like. All of it? All of it.

Okay. Fine. I’ll be specific.

Cas dies immediately when - possibly because- he is revealed as having feelings for Dean. They kill him as they queer him, that’s a Bury Your Gays Speedrun right there.

Like the least they could have done is have him mention it to someone in another scene or something to establish some romantic feelings on the part of canon a full episode beforehand. That would have been the literal bare minimum.

When Cas starts praising Dean, for some reason both the writing and Misha’s acting take a bit of a downswing (from...where it already was). Cas, whose most powerful moment this season was acknowledging that Dean’s anger at him is cruel and unfair, flatly praises him for doing everything out of love and it reads with a misunderstanding of both Dean as a character and Cas’ understanding of Dean. Dean is angry! VERY ANGRY! And it’s a problem he needs to work on and rarely does.

Talking out of my ass, a better speech would have been about how Dean is angry because of his love for Sam, family, and the people around him, how, for better or for worse, he can’t help but be angry on behalf of others, and that his journey of moving that tendency towards the better is what made Cas care so much. Guys this alteration to the metaphor took 2 minutes to write tops I am an Art History student and these are TV WRITERS WITH YEARS OF EXPERIENCE CAN YOU TELL THEYRE NOT TRYING YET?

A better speech would, of course, have come out of a better series. My point: this part was half-assed. Poorly written. Wow it’s almost like the series is also poorly written.

Also, Misha is the better actor of the three(***OF THE THREE), but his choices in that scene are jarringly out of character which. Makes the bad writing worse. It doesn’t help that they cut to the same fucking shot of Dean 3 times. The chemistry in that scene makes it feel so fucking hackneyed. Because it is.

This combines lead me to the point: (wait there was a point to this?)

As someone who does not have the luxury of watching this capsized ship fall into boiling seas from a distance, it is less insulting to me that they did this so last minute and then sent Cas to the Void than it is how they did it. They had ingredients for something that could have been compelling enough to me as a former fan of the show to think that they had put effort into it, that they had decided months, perhaps even years ago to do this, and had crafted a storyline around it. That this was an intentional decision they cared about. It wasn’t. It was barely even pandering, because it’s almost insultingly blatant.

SPN kinda proved to me that it didn’t care about queers when Charlie was killed off. It proved it to me again when Cas, not only died in confessing his love for Dean but did it in the weakest result of what could have been a surprisingly strong story.

#destiel #i don't fucking care im tagging it #bury your gays #queerbaiting #homophobia #also: i should say there are a lot of moments where i refer to aspects of the writing as good #this either means i was 14 when I watched it #or #it's something that i find compelling #that #IN ANOTHER SHOW #OR IN A HYPOTHETICAL WHERE THE WRITING ISNT LADEN WITH HOMOPHOBIA #could be fun to explore #like there are these structural motifs #and themes #which could have made the show good #could have made that confession...passable #but they didn't even write it well by supernatural standards #is my point #My other point is i get to actually be mad about this because I actually watched and put emotional energy towards this show #i shouldnt have but i did #so now I get to write about it #and if you reply we been knew to this post #youre correct #but also #wow do you maybe think I was already aware of that?

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mydearsaddiary · 4 years ago

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Little curiosity notes: Hey guys! We’re on chapter 9 now! If everything goes according to plan the story will end in the next chapter! I might do an additional short epilogue after, but the plan is only to continue until chapter 10! Thank you so much for reading until here and as always: Feel free to reach out!

Thank you!

Candy (08/20/2020)

Neil Chapter 9 part 1- First, do no harm

1933

-Cliff- I said as I walked from the back room of the diner I helped to manage now- you’re running low on soda, you know!

-Geez- He said, finishing up cleaning a table and running towards me- I’m awful with this inventory stuff ya know, MC. Mind seeing everything we’re missing?

I smiled, gently hitting him on the head with the papers I was holding- Glad to help.

-Neil coming in today? Just got his new bourbon stash this morning!

-Im sure he’ll pop by later when the nanny is home. How’s everything going with you?

-It’s fine, me and Jane just moved in together- He crossed his arms , blushing a little and giving me that big smile of his.

-So you finally settled down. Next thing you know you’ll have little Conways running around the place

-Maybe in a few years- He turned around when somebody called his name- Alright, duty calls. Have fun in there!

-I always have- I waved at him and returned the back room to count our stock, manage prices, and do basically everything I did at the Ice Box. I enjoyed doing the same job alongside the same people without having the risk. Our past evolved into a better future than most of what the other mob bosses had.

Suddenly, I heard the lock click. My initial shock soon turned into dark memories I wanted to forget. Impulsively I tried open the door only to find out I was actually locked in

-Hey...! Hey!- I knocked on the door- Hey, let me out! Somebody locked me in- I wasn’t scared of enclosed places. It was the sound of the lock clicking and the inability to open it from the inside that haunted me.

I hated being locked in.

-MC- The door opened after a few knocks. Vince was there- Sorry, just came in and thought somebody left it open

-It’s alright-My cheeks were colored red, but besides that I kept my posture- I’ll just do the inventory outside

1926

I opened my eyes, waking up from my sleep. I could feel no sign of light besides the faint, artificial one. I sighed heavily realizing nothing had changed. In my new found experience, not being in the sun for three weeks messes with you head. It makes you tired and empty. A crippling force tells you to accept your fate to remain there.

I sat up, only to find Vera already awake on the mattress besides mine- Did you check the day today?- I asked

-Yeah. The holidays are approaching fast. How are you?

I rubbed my stomach which now had started to show more. Vera had asked the mayor, in one of the times he came in, for new clothes. She had some in the bedroom they used to share. It was refreshing to say the least and her clothes, that were slightly bigger on me, helped me hide my condition from him. It was a light and loose salmon colored shirt that went down until my hip, and a beige skirt that went to my calf, along with white stockings. It was nothing I’d normally wear, but I wasn’t in the position to be picky.

-I feel fine- I said- I don’t feel too sick anymore. I haven’t gotten any movements yet

-How far along are you?

-Hm... I went to the doctor last month... Must be around 13 or 14 weeks.

-It’s still early. Mine didn’t move until about 17 weeks

I looked at her, genuinely surprised- You have kids?

-Oh yes, Frank and I have our children. They’re all grown and moved on to different parts of the country. My oldest one is a little older than you.

-What’s her name?

-His, actually. His name is Robert. He’s 21 now, he got a job out west and comes back to visit when he can.

-Who are the others?

-Oh, May is 18. She’s with her aunt in Florida. I sent her when things got too complicated here. She wouldn’t listen to us.

I chuckled- I know how she feels.

-Then there’s Matt. He’s 16.

-What’s going on with Matt?

-He’s in New York as an apprentice to his grandfather. My ex-husband’s dad. He wants to teach him how to run the business he owns

-Seems like they’ve got it all figured out

-Yes. Well, I know the feeling of having your first kid. I was but a bit older than you are right now. Although- She pointed to her surroundings- I had a more adequate stay

I laughed, but there was no humor in my voice- Adler’s gonna bring our city down under his total power if we don’t do something

-You don’t think your men are trying to save you or figure it out?

-Trying is the key word. Vince...-I sighed, with a heavy heart- Well, Adler shot him... He must be dead right now. That means Cliff and Uncle Charlie must be a mess. On top of it, for my uncle, there’s the fact that I disappeared. That also messes with Neil who, I can’t even imagine what he must be feeling but it’s nothing good. Then Donovan isn’t close enough with them to put everybody’s head together. Julius, Cleo, Sofia and Andrew... Im sure they’re trying to help but...- I sighed- I’m the head of the Ice Box. Im the queen on the chess board. They need me- I said as I realized it myself- I can’t spend any more time waiting for something to happen or counting days.

-You already tried everything, remember?

-Not everything- I got up, exercising my need to move my legs- You know Adler’s schedule better than anyone. When is he out for a long time?

-He’s always at the office from noon to six on weekdays.

-Then thats our time to escape. We’ll wait an hour just to be sure, then leave.

-Yes, but you’re leaving out the important part— How are we gonna leave?

-Last night, before I went to bed, I was looking around your things to see if I could find something useful

-You went through my stuff?!-She said visibly irritated

-If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have found this- I opened my hand to show her the few bobby pins I had in my possession

-How is pinning your hair up helping us?

-Oh Vera, dig a little deeper. It’s for opening the door. I can pick it!

-With those? I think you might be a little too optimistic

-Thankfully- I said cheering up- I had plenty of training sneaking back in my house, and hiding from Momma and Poppa. I have yet to meet a lock that could stop me.

She looked at me for a few seconds and sighed- Alright, I’ll bite. One in the afternoon then.

-Thats right!-I hid it once I heard the door open. They were bringing breakfast down.

____

We heard Adler leave. We heard everything until there was nothing else to hear. The anticipation was so overwhelming that when Vera’s little clock hit twelve-thirty, we were on out way up the stairs.

I got two bobby pins and started to work on unlocking the door. In a few minutes, it clicked and it opened right up to the now dark living room

-You know- She whispered- For the three weeks you were here, you could’ve tried that sooner.

-I didn’t know you had these!- I whispered too, but in an angrier tone- And you’re welcome!

I pushed the door out slowly, as if someone would head. The dark immensity of the house spread before my eyes. Without a single soul there it seemed peaceful, but in a way that unsettled you, like something was waiting to jump out from the dark. The negativity soon disappeared as I got lost in my thoughts for a second and walked over to the big window, letting the sun hit my face. The warmth of the natural light, warmed up my heart along with it. The joy of finally breaking free made me forget for an instant I had to walk out the front door.

-Miss Granger, let’s go!-Vera hurried me up

-Yeah, right- I walked up to the front of the house. By the door there was a table. I noticed keys on top of it- This is for his Ford, isn’t it?- I grabbed them-Nifty! We just got out escape vehicle

-I can’t drive- She looked at me uncertain

-Well, I’ve been learning- I replied opening the door- Now, let’s scram

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I had to go through two Fords to find the one the keys belonged too, within myself we could taste the flavor of freedom.

Opening the door, I made my way in. It was then everything was ruined by a single shot that went right through the window on my side. When I looked back, Adler stood a few yards away with a gun aimed in my direction, along with his two goons.

-Go, Vera! Inside!-I yelled at the top of my lungs closing my door and turning on the car. I stepped on the gas and went as fast as the car would allow me to.

Soon, down the streets of Chicago we went. The bright sun and the streets filled with people would normally be cause for celebration, but my currently situation prevented me from enjoying it. I heard more shots coming our way and noticed that Adler was following us in his own car

To make everything better, Vera was freaking out in the passenger seat

-Woaaaaaaaaah, be careeeful! Waaaait, you’re going tooooo faaaaast!

-Vera!- I yelled back, driving and swerving as much as my experience would allow- If I don’t drive fast he’s gonna catch up to us—Ah!- I yelped when another shot came right in between us, making a hole in the windshield

-You’re gonna kills uuuus!-Her voice got louder and more annoying- I’m not ready to die!- She continued, letting out her “Oh!”s And “Oh my god!”s And her loud screams that were worse than the shots for me. At this point, I tried my best to ignore them since our lives depended on it

She yelled even louder when his car bumped into our rear and sent our bodies forward. I heard continuous shots that shattered our windows and I couldn’t go any faster. I had to think of something quickly, but all the stimulation from the outside made the task harder.

That’s when I saw it and hope ushered back into me. The little red convertible from the corner of my eyes, driving right ahead of us. Vince drove with ease on the wheel, while, surprisingly, our most experienced shooter, Donovan, fired back in the mayor’s direction from the passenger seat.

Seeing them, I let out a relieved little laugh. Fear was substituted with the urge to go faster, so I gained some distance on them. On the other side the trusty green Studebaker had Cliff, Uncle Charlie and Julius in it. Cliff drove, Uncle tried to steal glances my way, and Julius had a pistol, and helped Donovan by firing back. Sometimes Vince would keep one hand on the wheel and use pearl to fire as well. What I thought was going to be hell quickly turned into an exhilarating thrill.

And then, time slowed down as a third car showed up. The darker colored vehicle that belong not just to any man, but to the man I had longed to see all this time— Neil Dresner. I recognized the car but I couldn’t see him since he drove ahead of me. It might seem silly, but the importance of that moment couldn’t be just understood, it had to be felt. The whole world brightened up again just to know he was near. I knew then I wasn’t alone, and I never would be again.

And then everything came back to me in a second, when Vera’s shouting became deafening and another shot came right by us

-We’re going to die! Jesus!- She kept having her panic attacks

-MC!-I heard a voice from Vince in his car- To the docks! Go to the docks!

I nodded, better now that I had a direction in mind,so I sped up towards my new destination.

The city passed by us in a blur, I didn’t allow myself to focus on anything else but getting there. I’m sure everyone else had a plan and in my mind I started formulating the beginning of my own.

I turned into the road that led to the docks and swerving the car faster than it could handle, I stopped abruptly, hitting a few of the many giant boxes piled around, ready to be transported. The side of the car caved in, but we came out unscathed in the front

-What are you thinking?! We could have died! We could hav-

-Vera!- I yelled, looking at her, panting. The adrenaline hadn’t left my body and I knew it wouldn’t for a long time- you’re a chatter-mag bitch- I said in an unusual calm tone, still trying to catch my breath

-Excuse me?-She gave me that look she usually did when she disapproved of something

I was going to reply, but then I heard a car and shots again- Go Vera! Out of the car!- I pushed her out her way and pulled her to hide behind the boxes laid out nearby.

I heard more tires and assumed my gang had arrived to rescue us. I smiled realizing I was right when I saw Vince throwing me my trusty revolver- Let’s take car of em, boss.

-Don’t call me that- I grabbed it, feeling an immense power I hadn’t felt in a long time. I pointed it to my target, my enemies, those who sided with Adler...

...And fired.

Part 2: https://mydearsaddiary.tumblr.com/post/627009903803990016/speakeasy-tonight-fanfic-neil-season-3-chapter-10

#voltage usa #speakeasy tonight #voltage amemix #voltage inc #voltage #voltage games #lovestruck #lovestruck voltage #neil dresner #vince moretti

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rockettransman · 5 years ago

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Rocketman Watch #4 Thoughts

i have so many MORE thoughts can you believe it wow here we go

(i wrote these as i watched it so they’re in order im p sure)

man, his intro monologue during group therapy is just as gripping as it was when I first watched it. And the transition to the bitch is back is so fuckin good. My palms are sweating.

There’s some commentary about forgiving and loving your inner/past child, but I don’t have the words for it at this moment. In the beginning he’s staring down, confused and scowling at his child self, but at the end, he embraces him in a way his father and loved ones never did.

Was he in therapy/rehab WHILE touring and doing music? Stomping into the room in his regalia would have me believe so. I know group therapy was a medium for storytelling. Was it just signaling the very beginning of his story, because we go through different stages through his actions and clothing changes?

Lmao I imagine it must take some pretty cool parents to allow their, like, six or seven year old child to be in this movie. He said bitch so many times.

Took me a hot second to realize the orchestra he’s conducting is playing Rocket Man. The violins are so pretty. Imagine being picked to be in the orchestra on set and getting smile up at the tiny little kid who played Elton. My heart would absolutely swell seeing a little kid being so fantastic at this really intense job.

Kit Connor did amazing in his role. He’s fifteen and he’s already done so much! Imagine growing up knowing you played Elton John as a kid. Getting to work alongside him and his husband and the dozens of incredible actors. Wowie. I’d never shut up about it.

I LOVE how 12 year old Elton is playing the piano SO HARD and is trying to rock out as hard as he can while playing classical music. The boy wanna ROCK dammit.

HE GLANCED UP THE TINIEST BIT WHEN THE MAN ASKED IF ANYONE HAD A FAG (slang for cigarette)

SATURDAY NIGHTS ALRIGHT GIVES ME CONSTANT CHILLS FROM THE START TO FINISH

WOOOW SEVENTEEN YEAR OLD ELTON IS CUTE AS HEEELLLL. The hair, glasses, and front tooth gap fit Taron so well. Goddamn I hope I look like 17 year old Elton some day.

The choreography for this number is absolutely breathtaking. You have to get that many people all in sync! We followed Elton running through the crowd and AAHHH it was a lot! The athleticism! And they did it in the rain! Wow I’m blow away.

Elton is JAMMIN in the back of the stage. It’s really sweet to see his smile and enthusiasm and his brain thinking and working.

That guy in the back peed a LOT lmao

I was wondering where thank you for all of your loving came in.

Charlie Rowe plays Ray Williams, and he also plays LEO ROTH from Red Band Society!!! The first time I watched the movie, I KNEW him from somewhere, but I couldn’t place it and it was driving me nuts. Man. RBS was a big crutch during the worst lows of my ED. Had no idea he was English.

Love to see how shy Elton was as a teenager. It’s a hot ass mood. Also, those silk scarves? Ascots? idk but they’re a LOOK.

“One frothy coffee, no froth.”

The acquaintances-to-best-friends montage set to Border Song *chefs kiss*

Rock And Roll Madonna Is A Perfect Song Send Tweet

Lmao Elton is NOT phased at all when he gets accused of being gay. He’s just like. “Nah. I’m like. Not.” Not overly defensive and surprised, like I’m sure other people would be lmaooo

STUMBLING HOME DRUNK WITH YOUR BEST FRIEND IS A MILESTONE IN TEENAGEHOOD!!!!!!!

“You are a ssSSHHIIIITT HOT piano player—”

So delicate of Bernie the way he politely denied a kiss from him. It wasn’t weird or tense at all. Just a gentle “love you, but not that way. It’s okay” Some people may not be able to handle it that well even today.

Taron’s got nice thighs. That robe & underwear getup is a nice look.

Love love LOVE hearing him experiment with Your Song on the piano to find a melody that worked.

Honestly what the shit do these songs even mean. Bernie sometimes these words don’t make any sense. Don’t worry, they still slap. “See I’ve forgotten if they’re green or they’re blue” like what

AMOREENA IS A PERFECT SONG SEND TWEET

Doug flirting with Bernie makes me snort every time. “Oh, really? That’s.. cool.”

THE TROUBADOUR OUTFIT IS GOOD AS SHIT!!!!!!!!

“NO, BERNIE. YOU ARE UNDERREACTING.”

Taron was right. The overalls do make his ass look massive.

A week ago before this movie I was sick and fuckin TIRED of crocodile rock but now I can’t get enough of it. The movie transformed a lot of old songs I was sick of for me.

Imagine being a kind of shy, nervous kid, terrified to go on stage, but two and a half minutes later the entire venue is LOSING IT because they love the jam YOU WROTE. how cool for Elton.

I want a best friend platonic cheek kiss :(

Hmmmmm I’m wondering if they used the studio recordings that went on the album for the movie or have different movie-specific recordings. Tiny Dancer sounds a teeny bit different in the movie version.

Goddamn I sure hope Taron got to keep that jacket.

“So you liked the song, then?” “Not as much as the singer” *Elton glances away in gay panic*

LMFAO John said some weird colorful words to Elton that barely made sense and he was like OH FUCK GOTTA KISS HIM GOTTA KISS HIM

I’ve talked so much about the sex scene I don’t need to go on about it here. Go search the rocketman tag on my blog for my extensive gay thoughts about it.

Now I know glasses come OFF during sex

oh oh oh I was wondering where Hercules fell in the movie. I love how the songs he’s writing or getting notoriety for is played over the transition scenes.

Elton’s hand on his hip, knowing smirk as John enters the studio. “Hello.”

Bernie is like “HELLO are we RECORDING or are y’all gonna FUCK in the CLOSET?”

*vibrating* Honky Cat Honky Cat Honky Cat Honky Cat

Damn, the flowy white button down with the red pants really is a LOOK

The gestures, staring up at each other, leaning into each other, hands on each other’s chests, damn it makes me feel some typa way. Maybe their love WAS good and fun and exciting while they rode the high of everything before it all went so so bad.

Elton searching John’s gaze while he’s talking and looking like he’s not really paying attention, just looking for a kiss on the couch.. GOD I remember the honeymoon phase of my relationships. So much fun.

His dad going “N-Not really my thing.” That was a metaphor for his SEXUALITY TOO, huh.

Damn. He went to his dad’s to come out to him and he never even got to get to that part. He was just like “....nice shoes....” and even after all this time, didn’t show any interest in his music. If he never was into what he did, how could he even talk about being gay? I’m sure during that scene there were a lot of metaphors to sexuality but I didn’t bother to think much about them.

The eyebrow quirk after his dad says “ah—no. Could you make it out to Arthur?” DAMN Elton was like .. “really. This is what’s happening? Okay. Awesome.”

“What do you have to do to get a fucking drink around here, eh?” *cuts to Elton drinking straight from a bottle*

“Elton—” “Elton!”

John saying “don’t you ever put your hands on me” when he was the one who yanked him from the phone booth AND directly after punching him... woof man. What a shitty dude.

Damn, just noticed John talking very quietly and closely to another man right before he goes on and plays Pinball Wizard. Was this the first sign of him having fun with other men when Elton was indisposed?

Pinball Wizard is absolutely intense and loud and fun, but it DOES carry the tone of “god im SO miserable” under it all. You knew Elton wasn’t having fun.

“It is next week.” Jeezus.

LMAO I just caught the “mom, you’re ON my GOWN” when he reluctantly complies to give the Anderson’s a tour.

Damn, flowy, loose dress shirts with the first few buttons undone is a LOOOOK.

How did they do the overdose scene, you think? Surely the pills Taron took had to be like. Empty. Or placebo affect drugs? Idk. He did take a big drink directly after stuffing his mouth with them. I don’t think he spit them out.

God, there is SOMETHING symbolic about how he meets his child self at the bottom of the pool. Rock bottom? Apologizing? Wishing he could be better? Telling him he’ll never be better?

OH I watched a behind the scenes cut about the pool scene, and none of it was CGI. Taron was weighted under his robe and a SCUBA diver was on standby to provide oxygen. The singing and bubbles coming out of his mouth and stuff underwater was all real.

Dying to know about the choreography around the second chorus, about the undressing and twirling and dressing and injection and handing off of the bat and stuff. That sequence was incredible.

Bennie and the Jets. Damn. It fucks. I listened to it almost the entire time on my run today. (Five miles; I felt like garbage the entire time but it was good anyway.) The scene is wild. He’s in the middle of a drug induced haze orgy. He SHOULD be having the time of his life but he’s so goddamn miserable. (Also, the juxtaposition between Chris Fleming’s Bennie and the Jets is so funny.)

Part of the problem was that John never understood Elton. But, Elton broke it off with John, not the other way around like he said it was. He wasn’t the victim in that regard. John did treat him like shit though.

Victim of Love plays right after that lmao

Renate and he aren’t even close when they do the duet to don’t let the sun go down on me. They’re separated in different rooms, mirroring literally how closed off their relationship was.

The shot with them waking up in different rooms.. damn

His shirt is so LOUD I’m going crazy

Watching Taron down that orange juice made me a little nauseous I gotta say

“Not really I’m gAy”

It’s CRAZY to watch Elton and his mom interact at the dinner scene. He gets accosted and accused of so much by his mom, claiming SHE’S the victim of his actions, making it all about HER and then he turns around and does and says the exact same shit to Bernie.

He yells “Oh, don’t be so dramatic!” at Bernie as he gets into a taxi. THE PROJECTION!! THE DEFLECTION!!!!

I know there’s only so much they can put in two hours, but I wish they showed more of Elton’s eating issues. He had bulimia for sixteen years before he got help. It’s Absolutely the Man With Anorexia in me, but seeing that even men deal with eating disorders quells the lonely aching something in me. I feel that much less alone, you know. Eating disorders aren’t a “woman’s disease.”

How do you think they did his hair? A wig adds more hair, not take it away. He didn’t get his hair cut for it did he?

Seeing Elton’s first love fall apart because John was such a selfish, heartless prick in reality makes me sad.

Elton hugs his inner child when he reconciled with everyone in his past. Goddamn. He found peace and forgiveness for himself, who he was, even after all that time.

When Elton asks him not to go, Bernie refuses, saying this is something he had to do on his own. Healing comes from within alone. No one can help you do it. People can guide you, but you have to work at it. It’s fucking lonely sometimes, but it’s so, so worth it.

I used to loathe I’m Still Standing since i heard it so much at work, but the movie changed my entire perspective on it. I love the slow build up as he exits the rehab center. You don’t get thrown into something so happy and fast paced and fun after a cathartic climax you need to drink in. And the pan to his hat with the rainbow stripe to his smile. I get chills every time. Elton feels so right and secure and happy in himself. At first I thought it was a bit cheesy, but accepting your sexuality, especially after all the hell he went through during his life, grappling with unresolved trauma and fear of abandonment, he absolutely should wear it loud and proud. It’s easy to think times are much easier now being gay, and it shouldn’t be such a big deal. Relative to 1975, it is easier. But it doesn’t mean it’s not such a rough personal thing to work through if you’ve been spit on and resented all your life. Being gay, coming out, and accepting and being comfortable with that fact must’ve been such a HUGE milestone in Elton’s recovery and self-esteem.

Love me again after I’m still standing is perfect. The credits make me tear up every time. Jeez. What a good movie. What a good movie. Hit me up if you wanna talk about Rocketman because I absolutely will with you.

#like if you read pls #noah.txt #rocketman #elton john #rocket man #bernie taupin #richard madden #john reid

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thearrangment-phff · 6 years ago

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LXV.

September 2018

“Archduchess Isabella and Prince Harry have been in Switzerland since the beginning of the month with The Duchess of Sussex’ family. The two were spotted at the wedding of Archduke Franz Ludwig to Mathilde Vignon. Archduke Franz Ludwig is a first cousin of The Duchess. A vast number of Habsburg and Bourbon royals were also in attendance.”

“King Philippe and Queen Mathilde of Belgium along with the Grand Ducal couple of Luxembourg, Hereditary Prince Alois and Princess Sofie of Liechtenstein will attend the Heads of State of German-speaking countries get together in Switzerland. Many believe that Archduchess Isabella will attend as a guest of her uncle and aunt, the Grand Duke and Duchess of Luxembourg.”

“The Duke and Duchess of Sussex are expected to stay in Switzerland until the mass to commemorate the 25th anniversary of King Baudouin of the Belgians’ death in Brussels. The Belgian royal court confirmed The Duke and Duchess of Sussex would be attending. King Baudouin was the great-uncle of Archduchess Isabella and his wife, Queen Fabiola of the Belgians was her godmother. Archduchess Isabella’s eldest son The Earl of Ross who was born earlier this year carries the name Baudouin in honor of his great-grand-uncle, the former Belgian King.”

“Where is your father?” asked Yolande to Isabella.

“I have no idea,” answered Isabella.

“I’ll go find him,” said Marie Astrid as she left the room to find her husband.

“Are we going to be late?” asked Harry.

“I don’t think so. My grandmother made us all get ready an hour earlier than everyone else,” replied Isabella.

“So we’ll be early?”

“Yes.”

“Belle, darling, can you help me stand up?” asked Yolande. Isabella went to her grandmother extending her hand. The elder women leaned on Isabella’s hand and got up. She walked towards Harry and patted his chest because that’s how far she could reach, “How are you?”

“Uh... fine,” answered Harry.

“While Charlie and Bertie are a dream, I only have 15 great-grandchildren with Kathy, Luisa, and Marie Christine’s children coming soon. When are you and Belle going to give me more great-grandchildren?”

“Wait. Did you just say, Luisa? She’s expecting?!” asked Isabella.

“Did you not know?” asked Yolande.

“No! I didn’t. How far along is she?”

“6 weeks possibly, maybe 8. I can’t remember Belle! I’m an old ask your mother.”

“How many people knew before I did?” asked Isabella.

“Well, obviously Luisa and Alex, me and your parents. The royal house is going to make an announcement soon,” answered Yolande.

“Will the baby be in line for the Belgian throne then?” asked Harry.

“Yes! All descendants of Albert are in the line. Since Alexander and Luisa got permission to marry from the king and government her children are the only ones in line. Remember Amedeo didn’t get permission to marry Elisabetta,” explained Yolande.

“I can’t believe he is finally having a baby. Everyone finally has a family of their own,” smiled Isabella.

Before anyone else could say anything Isabella’s aunt and her family came in. The Liechtenstein family of five said hello to Yolande, Isabella, and Harry as soon as they entered the room.

“How are you?” asked Margaretha to Yolande.

“Wonderful! 2 new babies, with Kathleen due soon and Christine in December. It’s all so wonderful. Alex and Luisa are also expecting so it’s all very exciting,” beamed Yolande.

“Yes, all very exciting. If only mine could give me some grandchildren,” joked Margaretha and her children all seemed to roll their eyes at the same time.

“I don’t think we were supposed to say anything about Alex and Luisa Mamie,” interjected Isabella.

“We’re family,” spoke Marie Astrid, Isabella’s cousin.

“I think he wanted to tell us all together, another time. Probably when we’re all in France at the end of the month,” added Josef-Emanuel.

“Josef is right. We can’t mention this to Alex. It’s his and Luisa’s special moment,” nodded Isabella

“So lets me get this right. Kathleen in October, Marie Christine in December, and Alexander in spring? Of course, Charlie and Bertie were born 4 months ago... that’s a lot of kids born in a short time,” said Harry.

“It’s the joys of growing up in a large family. You can all have kids around the same time,” smiled Marie Astrid.

“We better get going,” interrupted Nikolaus, Isabella’s uncle by marriage.

“Are you coming with us?” asked Margaretha.

“Not yet. Marie Astrid went to go find my son. Once they come back, we’ll go.”

“Well, we’ll see you at the church then,” smiled Margaretha. One by one, the Liechtenstein family said bye to everyone with kisses on the cheek and half-done hugs.

It took a couple of seconds until Harry asked a question, “Where are the rest of your brothers and sisters?”

“Marie Christine, Imre, Christoph, and Gabriella don’t really go to these things. They prefer to stay out of the view of cameras. Usually, Alexander does too but since he married Luisa he’ll have to be more in the spotlight. He’s here, he’s just with her and the Austria-Este family,” answered Isabella.

“Why didn’t more people come?” asked Harry.

“Many people did but some of them have real jobs and not ones were in ‘work’ for an hour a week.”

“That felt like an insult.”

“Not an insult. Just stating facts,” replied Isabella.

“Belle!” Isabella turned around to find Charlotte walking steadily towards her with the rest of her family behind her.

“Charlotte! Hi!” Charlotte towered over Isabella when giving her a hug, “Ferdinand?”

“Hi Belle.”

“What are you doing here?”

“I invited him,” answered Charlotte.

“Yes. I got that, but... are you two a thing?”

“Well... yes. It hasn’t been long,” answered Charlotte.

“And you invited him here?” asked Isabella.

“Ferdinand means a lot to me so I thought inviting him to this would show that.”

“Charlotte, I’m not judging you. I would be the last person to do so. Ferdinand is family and you are as well. It was simply a surprise that’s all,” replied Isabella.

Isabella’s parents Carl Christian and Marie Astrid finally entered the room, “He couldn’t find his tie anywhere.”

“Tie? You are making us late over a tie?” asked Yolande.

“The king gave it to me. I wanted to wear it today,” answered Carl Christian.

“We should get going. We don’t want to be late,” said Yolande earning nods from around the room.

The car ride was short from the castle to the church. Yolande, Harry, Isabella, Marie Astrid, and Carl Christian had ridden in one car while Guillaume, Sibilla, Charlotte, Leopold, and Paul Louis in the other. When they got out of the car, Harry could swear the screams got louder. There was that thought again. The one about how Isabella changed his life once they married. Years ago, would he have imagined himself at a Catholic church in Brussels paying his respects to a dead Belgian King surrounded by the Belgian, Luxembourgish, and Liechtenstein royal families? Of course not.

Harry was now on friendly terms with the Belgian king and Luxembourgish Grand Duke since the beginning of his marriage. King Philippe was a godfather to his son, Isabella was a godmother to the king’s youngest daughter. Queen Fabiola was godmother to Isabella. The ties were never going away and they were all Harry’s. He had spent years in the shadow of his elder brother seeing how William was the future king and Harry was the spare. But things had changed, Isabella had changed him.

Isabella smiled back at the crowd but no waving because she saw that as disrespectful at an event like this. Harry looked back at the crowd for a couple of seconds before turning back to Isabella and her family. Liechtenstein, Austria, and Luxembourg all within a couple of feet of him.

“Harry, come on. We have to go find our seats,” said Isabella with Charlotte by her side.

Harry took one last look and went inside. The service lasted about an hour and a half. The Royal Family and the other guests gathered at the Royal Crypt where all the former Kings and Queens of the Belgians who have passed away are buried. The King and Queen laid a wreath at the grave of King Baudouin and Queen Fabiola. Isabella let out a single tear when she saw the picture of her great-aunt and great-uncle on their tomb.

“Are you okay?” asked Harry.

“Yes. It’s just that I wished they both lived a little longer, that’s all.”

They met with the public in which Harry and Isabella were paired next to King Philippe and Queen Mathilde. Grand Duke Henri and Prince Louis left immediately after laying the wreath so they could get back to Luxembourg. There were a lot of questions from the public to Harry and Isabella since their sons were 4 months old now.

“Your Imperial Highness, how does it feel to be back in Belgium?”

“Wonderful. Belgium has always felt like another home to me.”

“Prince Harry! How are the twins?!”

“They are strong. Big boys thanks to their mother,” joked Harry.

“Your Majesty how does it feel to be godfather to the Earl of Ross?!”

“Very honored. Belle is godmother to my Eleonore and being godfather to Charlie is a blessing.”

Of course after everything the press went wild with their stories. The ones who annoyed Isabella the most were saying that she and Harry didn’t belong in Belgium and William and Kate should have been there instead.

“They are my family! Mine! I had every right to be there!” yelled Isabella.

“Of course you do Belle-”

“Those stupid little nothings make money off of my name. I have the ties to Europe, not Harry!”

“Exactly why-”

“No! God, I am sick and tired of them saying that I married the 6th in line! I brought back royalty to this family. Me! Nothing but a bunch of ungrateful people who would rather have commoners as their king than gods” ranted Isabella.

“That is enough Isabella! Quiet down before you say else something you’ll regret,” warned Harry.

“These are the times I regret marrying you! You and your peasant family have been nothing but a thorn in my side,” argued Isabella.

Princess Charlotte of Murat took this opportunity to slap Isabella across the face, “Your husband is right. While you gave him blood, he gave you validity. You would be good to remember that.”

Princess Christine, Countess Gaelle, and Countess Olympia were left speechless. Gaelle was the first to act by putting her arm around Isabella, “I think it’s time for prayer-”

“No! I will not be praying to some stupid imaginary thing I don’t believe in. Not anymore!” yelled Isabella.

“What she needs is a drink,” interrupted Olympia.

“No. She will have no more alcohol. I don’t want that,” said Harry.

“I won’t be going back to London or Balmoral with you.”

“Where do you think you’ll go?” asked Harry.

“Zeno’s christening is at the end of the month. I’ll be at Berg castle with my family until then. We were supposed to go to France with my family after that and I’ll be right with them,” answered Isabella.

“You will not do that Isabella. You have spent too much time outside of London. You haven’t been doing anything but seeking refugee with your family since Charlie and Bertie were born. You need to do more.”

“Maybe I should just divorce you now and end my misery before I hang myself in our children’s room,” threatened Isabella.

“You will do no such thing!” yelled Charlotte as she went to Isabella and grabbed her face, “You are a stupid little girl and I will be damned if I let you ruin everything.”

“Charlotte let her go!” yelled Christine.

Charlotte continued her hold on Isabella’s face, “You will do what all your betters have done before you. You will give birth to all the little royal babies your body will handle and die in this marriage. Do you understand me?”

Isabella ripped her face out of Charlotte’s grasp, “You were nothing before me. I gave you importance so don’t talk to me like you better. You married for a title, you married for money, but I was not an impoverish countess, I am an Archduchess of Austria.”

“I’ve had enough of this. I am going back to London and I have engagements in the Netherlands in a week. I would hope that you would come but at this point, I would rather you not. I’m taking the boys back with me to London,” explained Harry.

“The boys need me. I am their mother,” argued Isabella.

“You aren’t breastfeeding them anymore. They don’t need you and besides you rarely ever took take them, Gaelle and Olympia did.” Harry walked away and Isabella grabbed the nearest thing and threw it in his direction. The glass shattered on the wall near his face and he flinched, “Did you really just do that? You are unbelievable Isabella!”

#PHFF #prince harry fanfiction #prince harry fanfic #royal fanfiction #royal fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic

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lukeysgirl · 7 years ago

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The Note Tree ❋ L.H. Pt.10

Part T E N

Summary: A cherry blossom tree, residing at the farthest part of the schools courtyard. Nobody dwelled there, and you didn’t care much for it. Until you kept hearing one song played over and over, with lyrics changed to touch at your curiosity. They knew you were listening, and one day you gave in and made your way to the pink tree. Waiting for you, a series of notes tied to a single strand of string.

Word Count: 5.5k+

AN: blAH here’s part 10 for you guys! im making this finally a bit more eventful as it was going slow. but here you guys go and i really hope you enjoy it very much! remember, 100 notes pls and thank you :) xx

Parts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four, twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty.

I M A G I N E

Wednesday

“We are taking the seniors to a trip in the woods!” The principal announces into the black entity worth of a microphone.

Everyone was told to file into the auditorium immediately when the doors were opens and the morning announcements echoed through the corridors. More specifically, the seniors were requested. So, you trotted into the large room with ease, your friends easily finding you in the crowd as you chose seats towards the very back, left corner of the theatre.

It was an extraordinarily large theatre, might you admit. The cozy, cushion red chairs were ornate in rows of three, each horizontal row owning about 12 seats before going down to the next ones. Overhead was another floor of chairs, just for the sake of using more space and having a cooler, higher sight to see kids reenact the horrid tragedies of Shakespeare. Because, honestly, what other play writers do people actually know that deserve to be mainstream?

“Y/N, are you okay?” Alexis hummed beside you, nudging your shoulder gently in pure concern.

“Yeah, I’m alright,” you croaked, your elbow planted upon the arm rest as you leaned your cheek against your fist. You lied; you were actually sleep-deprived and starved. After the tutoring with Luke, you were too stuck in thought due to Luke’s damned words and shameless stripping as his way to learn. It bothered you so much so that you couldn’t capture one wink of sleep. You were up all night, wondering in the dark about this blonde, blue-eyed dolt.

“You don’t look too well,” Des hummed, bringing her gentle hand to plant it upon your forehead. The coolness of her fingers sent goosebumps around your body, but you ignored it with ease. “Your forehead is a little warm…”

“I doubt I have a fever, or any sort of sickness for that matter,” you said in a hush tone, your eyes focused on the principal, who (in your head) started to sound like a character from Charlie Brown. Des relieved her hand from your forehead, exchanging worried glances with Alexis as Des turned to pat Savannah to inform her.

“A few of your professors are currently handing out permission slips, regardless to those who are already 18 or above,” Principal Michaels spoke, having you chuckle from the way he held the wooden podium. The pale-white, brown mustached, green-eyed authority stood at the podium all high and mighty like he was some sort of god. “I apologize for such short notice, but it’ll be for this coming Friday and we should come back by Sunday…”

You sounded him out, unable to keep up with his annoying, raspy voice. With not even a hint of sleep, you couldn’t be asked with a monotonous lectured about a trip that only needed 2 basic sentences: “we’re going camping” and “here’s what you need by Friday.” You understood that nobody could religiously follow you in your energy conservation belief, but you knew as fact that your fellow classmates were bored out of their asses.

“Nice sweater,” chimed a male, pretty familiar voice, behind you. The girls turned, with the Principals’s voice acting as background to find Nathan right behind you. Sweater? How uncultured. But nonetheless, you looked down at the new Linkin Park sweatshirt with ease and released a curt smile.

“Thanks,” you spewed simply, slowly focusing yourself on getting a few minutes of sleep as your eyelids began to sink down. So sleepy… if only I could just doze off for a few minutes…

“Y/N.” Nathan’s voice spoke right into your ear, having you snap your neck away and open your eyelids. You divert your eyes over to your right shoulder, where Des sat and Nathan’s face appeared at your outer periphery. “Are you tired?”

“Just a bit,” you spat simply. “But keep in mind it’s morning and I’m in school, forced to study and interact with the likings of you, Nathan.”

“Yeesh, cold,” Nathan hummed in offense. You saw a bit of his fluffy chestnut hair bounce to the front of his forehead, having you smirk. You recalled how Luke said he had ‘stolen’ Ashton’s haircut, and he was very true on his similar it was. But then Nathan’s eyes met with yours and an influx of Luke’s ocean eyes came into your mind. “You must be real tired if you’re this crabby. Want a supplement?”

As Nathan dug into his pocket in search of his offer, Des brought her hand up and slapped him on the back of his head.

“Fuck, Odessa,” Nathan groaned, using his free hand to rub the future bruise. “The fuck was that for?”

“If you drug Y/N, I’ll literally rip out your eyes with my nails,” Savannah hissed, flashing up her pastel nails with fake diamonds encrusted upon it in a rather adorable form. Des quickly grabbed the blonde girls wrists, muttering ‘down girl’ as though she were a dog.

“Relax,” Nathan spoke quietly, throwing his hands up in defense. “I’d never drug sweet little Y/N here. Besides, I know she isn’t gonna take it anyways. I just decided to offer for the slight chance that she should.”

Already annoyed, you pull on the hood of the sweatshirt over your head. You ensured every spec of hair left out was tucked it kindly before folding your arms over your chest. Alexis did you the favor of gently placing her hand on the side of your head and tugging you over to lean on her shoulder. You emit a yawn, feeling tears well up in your eye sockets as you studied the several shadows of heads in front of you, blocking the view of the Principal.

Your mind suddenly began to wander over the whereabouts of Luke R. Hemmings. You hated yourself for a brief moment, but succumbed to the reality of things: Luke is now someone kinda important. You couldn’t really explain to anyone, moreover yourself, but Luke is so persistent that he’s managed to put himself in your small circle of people. Fuck me, you thought. This is so annoying. I never asked for this.

“Now, for those who have attended this school since middle school know how this very trip works,” Principal Michaels hummed, having you roll your eyes as you forced yourself awake for his blabbering. It might be important. “But this year we have decided to… revamp a few traditional customs.”

The camping trip, though annoying, was an infamous tradition in the school. It was a 3 day trip to hell in which you ‘become one with the woods’ and ‘get closer together with your fellow campers.’ But basically it was a trip full of boring activities that included getting splinters when climbing trees, doing a safer version of sky lining, and getting wet in some lake. There are groups of 4 with teachers as the leaders and each team tries to rack up enough points in order to get some ‘cool prize.’

Your guess was an sharpened pencil that said ‘College Bound!’ or some corny shit like that.

“This should be shit,” you muttered under your breath, feeling Alexis snort from your response.

“A few e-mails showed up in my inbox with a more fun suggestion for the trip,” Principal Michaels hummed excitedly, reminding yourself of an old grandma content to receive several rolls of yarn. “So we’ve decided to allow students to be the camp leaders instead of our staff.”

Several quiet chatters and murmurs ensued as you allowed your eyes to droop shut.

“Maybe I can be a leader,” Nathan hummed, leaning once again on your chair as you felt his eyes on yours. “Would you like to be on my team, Y/N?”

“I’d rather choke on acorns,” you replied bluntly, your eyes still shut while nuzzling nicely onto Alexis’ shoulder. Des snorted, having Savannah, reach over to rub your shoulder in praise.

“You never fail to break my heart, Y/N,” Nathan coos, having you snort quietly as you resumed paying attention to what the superior had to say.

“Unfortunately for those who wanted to be leaders,” Principal Michaels says with little to no sympathy. “The leaders have already been chosen.”

Annoyed banter ensues as several students begin to chant their ‘boos’ and idiotic complains. Nathan shouted ‘that’s not fair!’ right behind you, having you hiss at him for producing such ear cancer from his mouth. You sat up, relieving Alexis’ shoulder as you decided to see the leaders step up and pretend like they’re the shit. But your eyes widened in great surprise to see the 4 alphas of your class to walk across the large stage before everyone.

Front and guiding the other 3 was Luke Hemmings, which honestly didn’t surprise you all that much. Luke was always off doing something to get the attention, even if he wasn’t trying. But there he stood, as lanky and covered in black as usual. His curly hair was even more messy than before, seeing it more damp that it should be. Probably didn’t bother trying to dry it and add the disgusting chemicals the businesses call ‘hair care products.’

Oh, and following them was the deliciously tan Maori boy Calum, the pale party-monster Michael, and the sweet, and only mature one of the quad, Ashton.

And, of courses, while the other male seniors groaned in annoyance, the rest of the girls broke their voices in cheers. The most you heard was the chanting of Luke, obviously the favorite for being the lead dog and audacious man who was anything but tame. You heard girls squeal, ‘I hope I’m in Luke’s team!’ and other very explicit terms you wanted to ignore. Your eyes scanned the area to see the red-headed, blue-eyed monster stand excitedly, waving desperately to get Luke’s attention.

But even Nadia couldn’t capture the attention of the pair of ocean orbs. He looked around, his rouge lips stretched to form a lovely smile as he looked around the auditorium. You watched as he slowly made his way to your row, having you being to sling down to avoid contact. But the blonde asshole was too quick and spotted you, his pearly whites coincidentally shining as he shot you a wink. You huffed, rolling your eyes as you saw a student dash from his seat in the front row to go to the stage. He offered his hand up for a slap, in which Luke stretched his arms in pleasant surprise before bending down to slap his hand. You looked away, closing your eyes in hopes to fall into some sort of deep, 10-minute nap.

“Simmer down, all of you!” Principal Michaels scolded, forcing your eyelids up to see his old, wrinkly hands wave the flood of students down. They’re already riled up, you thought. How the fuck are you gonna explain this? “They suggested the idea– it was only fair for them to be the leaders of the camping trip!”

“Do they even know how to be leaders?” A boy hollered towards the middle-center of the bottom influx of students. Several of his mates agreed, having them stomp their feet on the floor in protest. Waste of energy, you thought.

“God, look how good Calum looks,” Des swooned, having you chuckle as she waved her hand to produce air for the crook of her neck. You had to admit: Calum was looking pretty good. Super loose tank top, skinny jeans hugging his thick thighs nicely, tan hands ornate with small, but evident tattoos. Calum was just eye-candy to all.

“Okay, but look at Michael– he changed his hair color!” Savannah squealed, bringing her petite hands up to cup her mouth. You emit a small burp, indicating that you required food and immediately. Your eyes divert to the forest green-eyed boy, seeing as his hair was no longer a fiery red. It was a blonde– maybe not as natural and strong like Luke’s, but a blonde with brown wisps coming from the roots at his scalp. It also seemed much longer than before, though you couldn’t make that assumption as you barely looked at the light-skinned boy.

“Not gonna lose your ovaries about Ashton?” You hummed over to Alexis, who was gnawing on her bottom lip kindly.

“I don’t need to highlight how amazing he looks,” Alexis muttered simply, her eyes stuck on the brown-haired man who smiled widely at everyone. “That’s a given.”

“Point taken,” you said with a quiet giggle. Principal Michaels continued to emit details over the trip, in which you deemed mutable. Then, the student in front of you turned around and eyed you, having you furrow your eyebrows curiously. He dragged his upper arm over the back of his seat, with his forearm bent up.

“Are you Y/N Y/L/N?” The boy hummed, his voice rather high and evidently suffering slow puberty. You blinked a few times before nodding skeptically, having the boy reach over to offer you a small, folded note between his index and middle fingers.

“Uh, thanks,” you emit quietly, taking the note from the boy as he turned around and became just another figure again. You sit up more properly, allowing the hood on your head to droop off as you felt the paper substance in your fingers. You saw the infamous ‘-H’ on the very top before opening it.

“Secret admirer?” Alexis whispered beside you as the three girls began crowding you. You nodded, your eyes finally focusing to see the words scribbled on the paper.

‘Every time I go camping, I always getting so terrified because I’m really scared of the dark. Keep that between us though! Oh, btw, no tree 2day, sry :(’

You giggled, quickly closing the note before lifting yourself up a bit to stuff it in the back pocket of your jeans. The girls eyed you, obviously slow readers who didn’t get passed the first 3 words. You remained silent, allowing Principal Michaels words to flow through as you grinned to yourself. Afraid of the dark, stalker? You’re just narrowing it down for me, you thought to yourself. It was an easy situation see: go on the trip, see what night activities occur and stare at those who seem the most terrified. Easy.

“The boys will choose who they’d like on their team,” Principal Michaels. “You can try and plead them to choose you, but nonetheless it’s their decision. As for the boys,” he resumed, glancing over at the tall boy band before him, “you’ll have to choose 24 students each as the senior class, excluding you boys, is 96.”

“Fucking yikes,” you huffed, calculating the numbers in your head. 6 cabins, 4 people in each one, gender mixture being a possibility. “I sorta don’t want to go anymore.”

“You’re going,” Des insisted as she slapped a permission slip on your lap before passing the small stack along to Alexis. You groaned, having Des roll her eyes before placing her hands on your shoulders. “It’s only 2 nights and you always want nothing more than to be out of the house.”

“Well sure,” you began with a grumble. “But 2 nights with pure strangers being idiotic and attempting to scare each other with Brothers Grimm stories isn’t exactly what I like.”

“How do you know you’ll be with pure strangers?” Hissed Savannah, leering over at you with her blue orbs worth of eyes.

“Knowing the situation, I know as fact you’re going to be in Michael’s team,” you commented, receiving silence from Savannah as you snorted. “And then Calum is gonna take Des and Ashton is definitely taking Alexis so I mean… I’m not a genius but surely I’m good at reading the situation.”

“…Except you actually are a genius and can read anything and anyone like a book,” Alexis points out, having you smile at her response. 3.9 Gee Pee Aye, just like Luke said. Oh fuck, I’m thinking about Luke.

“Whatever man,” you croaked, taking the permission slip to fold into a small square. You stuffed it in the sweatshirt pocket, keeping your hands in there to gather some warmth.

“Whatever my ass,” Des huffed, playfully hitting your forearm. “You’re going anyways and you’re going to have a great time in Luke’s team.”

“Oh-ho, I’m not on his team,” you spat. The girls all leaned forward to stare at you, having you scoff at them as you tugged on the hoodie in reassurance. “I don’t care if he chooses me. I’m in Ashton’s and that’s settled.”

“You baby, you don’t get to choose,” Alexis cooed with a gentle shove on the shoulder. “Besides, it’ll be fun– Luke likes you and you get along with him best.”

“That’s because I see nothing in him and he’s super persistent,” you growled. “He doesn’t know when to let up. So I don’t care– I’m not in his team. That’s final.”

“Okay then, Princess,” Nathan said suavely from behind. You let out a heavy sigh, feeling a headache collect in your head as his head peeped once again beside you. “Want to join my team?”

“Die,” you spewed quietly.

“I wanna be on your team!”

“Pick me, please!”

“Yay, I’m in Calum’s team!”

This sudden, abrupt camping trip has completely punched the little desire to be in the institution. You dropped your head in your arms in defeat, attempting to mute the chatter with the MP3 you gladly stole from Des without any complaints. Blasting Tyler the Creator in your head, your mind wandered in the pitch black darkness to see if you could sleep for just 5 minutes.

You allowed yourself to peek up to see a big crowd of seniors surrounding the table of the infamous quad by the name of 5 Seconds of Summer. They looked somewhat stressed out, seeing as several students were hollering their names and pleads to join their teams. Dumbasses, you thought to yourself. So desperate for attention, then when you finally get it, you’re stressed out. You shook your head as Alexis joined the table with a tray full of food. Des brought lunch, and Savannah accordingly ate a big breakfast. You didn’t have the energy to start walking through crowds for food. Especially not with the weakness you own.

“They have pizza today, you know,” Alexis teased, flaunting the cheesy slice of life on her tray. You blinked a few times before hiding your face back in your arms.

“I’m not really hungry,” you lied, your head vexing you as a headache was ensuing and brewing quickly. You hoped the lie would have placed a believable facade around you, but knowing your friends, one of them would take a hint and stuff something in you. But before any of them could chime, a loudness entered the lunchroom that was incomparable to the noise that was already blasting. So you plugged the earbuds back in.

Forcing yourself to sit up, your eyes darted to notice the infamous blonde monster enter the lunchroom. Crowds of students (mainly women) tailed after Luke as he walked in. Smug smile and all, you wanted nothing more than to punch it off his face. Luke’s presence quickly drew his other friends as Calum, Ashton, and Michael escaped their table and dashed over to Luke. They were really testing your boundaries it seems.

You increased the sound of the MP3, practically breaking your ears with rap as you watched the boys stroll around the lunchroom. Their combined crowds made them look like they were going on a school trip, seeing as they guided them around. But as you did, a sudden dizziness began striking, having you drop your head into your arms once more. Your vision was now tilted, having your eyes divert every which way to notice the girls looking at you with wide eyes. You pulled off the earphones and stared at them with wonder.

“Y/N, you alright?” Des began worriedly, her hand coming to plant itself gently at the bend of your elbow. You nodded, your eyes struggling to stay open. Fucking fuck, you thought to yourself. This sudden weakness from sleep deprivation and starvation was really getting to you, and you didn’t know whether to be pissed at Luke or yourself or both.

“Y/N, you seriously don’t look well,” Savannah chimed, moving from across you to stand behind you. You let her hold your chin to tilt your head a bit up. Her free hand resided on your forehead, listening to her silver bracelets clink against one another as she moved her hand. “You seem a little warm.”

“I don’t have a fever,” you groaned, attempting to swat her away. But you were too weak to even dare wave your hand any sort of high velocity. You loved your friends– you do, but they sometimes fretted over you far too much for you to actually handle. “Seriously, I’m fine. I’m just tired, like I usually am.”

“Yeah, but you’re incredibly groggy and you’re not jolting away,” Alexis points out. Right as she said that, a fairly loud growl emitted from your stomach, feeling a painful twist as you let out a hungry burp. “Y/N, are you hungry?”

“I just told you I wasn’t,” you huffed. “What part of ‘I’m not really hungry’ do you guys not get?” The girls watched you as your eyes lightened up at the sight of Alexis’ pizza. You really wanted at least a bite, just to relieve yourself of this excruciating pain before you could get home. “I’m fine, really.”

“Okay then,” Des hummed, her brown eyes looking down at her phone before looking at you. “Stand up then. Lunch is almost over.” Your eyes darted towards the large clock in the lunch room, seeing her words ring true as you saw there was only just 3 minutes. Reluctantly, you forced your legs straight to rise from the cold, circular table. Throwing your legs one by one over the seat, your bend down to grab your bag. But mistakes were very much made when you quickly rose again and found yourself go far too lightheaded.

“Fucking hell,” you muttered, bringing a hand up to your forehead. The periphery of your eyesight was suddenly splotching black as you took one step away from the table. But then a jolt of pain hit your head and you found yourself going limp. Slowly, you saw your vision going sideways again while you were close to colliding to the ground. The last thing you saw was a black figure wearing a Cage The Elephant dashing to you, your name being yelled loudly in a masculine, accented tone before everything went mute and you drowned in the black.

“Nnn…”

Emitting a croaky groan, your brain was finally regaining consciousness. Slowly, you allowing your eyes to flutter open. Your eyelids felt heavy, but you nonetheless forced them up to get shot by a very brightly lit ceiling lamp above. Feeling your mouth going very dry, you moved your tongue around and licked your lips, providing the moisture of saliva all around. Realizing that you just awoke from a slumber, you jolted yourself up to sit up and take in your surroundings. “The fuck am I…”

“The nurse.” Oh, of fucking course. You turned to your right to see Luke Robert Hemmings sitting beside you, his elbows on his knees with his back slouched. His ocean eyes were no longer beautiful, and more dim and sunken. His hair was a little messy, probably from tampering with it anxiously. His rouge lips were normal, though his bottom lip was much more crimson due to the lip biting he’s probably been doing.

Great, you thought to yourself. There goes my heart.

“Why am I here?” You asked softly, slouching yourself to lean against your hand. That’s when you finally noticed. On your right arm, the sleeve of your hoodie was pulled up with your forearm exposed and being punctured by a needle. Your eyes dragged up the wire connected to it to see it connected to a big pouch of liquid. Artificial nutrients, you guessed.

“You passed out in the lunchroom,” Luke replied, his stern face not faltered a single bit as you distantly stared at the needle in your vein. Luke sound a bit mad, like you did something to actually get him pissed. Not that you were an angel, but you doubted to have done a thing to get the blonde, pompous idiot mad. “Because you apparently were sleep, water, and food deprived.”

“How’re school nurses accurate?” You wondered quietly, attempting to escape Luke’s information. You wanted to avoid being scolded, especially by Luke. You’d actually feel bad, and that would be very annoying, considering how tired and weak you still were.

“Y/N, what the fuck were you doing with no sleep and no food or water in your body?” Luke growled, anger present on his tongue. You gulped, goosebumps suddenly crawling as you made sure to look away from the boy. You didn’t understand why you felt bad– it’s fucking Luke. Not even Sav, Des, or Alex. It’s fucking Luke Hemmings, Mr. I-Am-Too-Popular-To-Try-In-School. “Answer me.”

“Cool down, blondie,” you hummed quietly, weakly raising your arm to wave him gently with your hand. You couldn’t move it too much, seeing as that was the punctured arm. You rose the other hand to cup your mouth to emit a yawn before crinkling your nose a bit. “I’m not dead and you’re not my guardian. I don’t see why you’re acting like some sort of worry warrior.”

Suddenly, Luke abandoned his chair, the plastic dragged upon the white tiles as it was violently sent back. You looked over and flinched, seeing Luke look down at you with vexed eyes. His jawline was clenching, with veins dancing up and down his neck and temples. He then went and slammed his hands down on the bit of bed that you weren’t occupying, his face just a few inches from yours.

“Stop being so fucking careless!” Luke exclaimed, practically barking as you stared at him blankly. The scruff ornate on his chin was collecting very small dews of his spit, you noticed. “You have to be more self-aware and give a shit about yourself because it’s not just you that cares about you. I fucking care about you, and you damn well know this because I’ve told you this before and I’ll say it again: I. Love. You. So stop acting like your damn choices don’t affect anyone else because my heart fucking stopped when you fell right before me.”

You stared, somewhat stunned by Luke’s aggressive take. His blue eyes were so dark, the azure not sitting well with you. You noticed his under eyes seeming a bit pink– had he been crying? His lips were in a pout, not entertained and very unlike his usual smiley self. You suddenly took in his words and allowed your eyes to fall down to see his shirt. Cage the Elephant.

“You were the one rushing to me,” you connected the dots, looking away to take this in. You wanted the silence, but Luke was obviously not going to give it to you. He moved and ended up in your view again, still quite aggravated. “Luke–.”

“Also stop shutting down my feelings just because you believe I’m wrong about them,” Luke barked, having you blink a few times as he huffed. “I flipped my shit. I threw myself on the floor so your head didn’t hit the damn floor. I was not gonna let you get a concussion.”

“You cushioned my fall?” You asked quietly, seeing Luke’s eyes soften as he revealed a curt smile. He stood up straight and turned around, clinging his thumbs into his jeans. Before you dragged your hands up to your eyes, Luke looked back at you with a sympathetic gaze.

“Before you start, I’m not gonna moon you again,” Luke spoke softly, having you hesitantly put your hands down as Luke dragged his pants that resided towards the left down and showed his upper buttcheek to you. Your eyes widened a bit.

A large, black splotch was evident in the very pale skin. The outskirts of the bruise was red, the flesh obviously agitated from the fall. There were licks of purple and blue in there, resembling a night sky in a hilarious way. But you couldn’t help and feel genuinely bad. You were a burden to someone you didn’t ask to take your burden-causing ass.

“Luke, thank you for catching me and whatnot,” you began quietly, having Luke pull his pants up as he turned to face you once again. “I’m also sorry that you did but… you didn’t have to. I know, you care about me and love me or whatever, but I didn’t ask for you to do that. You wouldn’t have gotten hurt and I wouldn’t feel bad and have to apologize if you just let me fall completely.”

Luke just stared at you for a brief moment, before bringing his hand up to your forehead and flicking it.

“Oi, the fuck was that for, Hemmings?” You spat, bringing your left hand up to your forehead to rub it.

“You sound stupid when you rant invalid reasoning,” Luke said quietly, sauntering over to grab the chair back and sit himself back down. He winces. He folded one leg over the other, studying you wistfully. “Even as strangers, I wouldn’t want to see someone fall down, knowing damn well I could go over and prevent a way bigger damage that the bruise on my ass.”

Your palm was tickled by the wool sheets of the gurney as you distantly studied your black leggings. Luke bothered you, but not only because he was a persistent pest. He bothered you because even when he was like this, he was only doing it out of genuine care and kindness. He spoke words of sentiment to you, about you, without any hint of embarrassment. His heart is real and soft and full of warmth and completely saccharine. It bothered you because if you weren’t so stubborn, this would be taken, with ease, as the first time someone has given you romantic love.

“Where’s Sav, Des, and Alex?” You hummed, refusing to respond to his banter as you looked around to see the nurse vacant. It was just the two of you, it seemed.

“In class,” Luke hummed. “There’s about 15 more minutes before school is over, so just regain your energy before you could go home. I can take you if you’d–.”

“I’m good,” you quickly dismissed before letting out a sigh. You stomach grumbled, annoyed that you were still hungry. Your left hand subconsciously held your tummy, having you plot a plan to grab a sandwich before returning home. But it seems Luke was ahead of you on that.

“Someone left you food, by the way,” Luke hummed, having you turn to watch as Luke grabbed a brown paper back from the floor and offered it to you. You grabbed it weakly, placing it on your thighs as you opened it curiously. “I didn’t look in it, I swear.”

You snorted, digging through the bag to fish out a packed sandwich. You noticed it was from Five Guys, humoring you as you put it beside you before checking more of the bags contents. There was a Pure Leaf ice tea, lemon flavored and fairly cold. Putting that aside as well, you noticed a note at the very bottom. Picking it up, you tossed the brown bag away to your lower legs as you opened the note up.

‘I heard what happened– please eat up! I almost had a heart attack tbh. Anyways, this place makes my favorite sandwiches so I hope you like it. Nobody knows this, but I used to be extremely fat. Like, really fat. But puberty did me good and I still eat about 2 boxes of pizza to this day -H’

“What a loser,” you muttered under your breath, rising a bit to stuff the note into your back pocket with the other as you took the sandwich and dropped it on your thighs. You opened it quickly to reveal a nice sandwich before you. Your mouth was practically watering, super excited to eat the delicious food. But before you could, you felt two large, calloused hands wrap around the one being pumped with nutrients. You look over and see Luke stare at you, his eyes warm and soft with a curt smile playing at his lips.

“If I may, I’m going to use your invalid reasoning right now,” Luke hummed quietly. “You’re going to be in my team for the camping trip, and it’ll be my responsibility to take care of you. Don’t quote-unquote ‘burden me’ by being careless during that time, okay? But on a serious level, please don’t worry me. I’d hate for something to happen to you, especially when I’d be watching you.”

“Luke…” you began softly but he was quick to let go of your hand. He rose from the chair and stretched a bit, emitting a loud yawn. He cracked his knuckles a bit, adjusting his hair as he continued to look down wistfully at you. He bent down again, his hands down on the bed as his nose was just a few inches from yours.

“Get that permission slip signed, okay?” Luke requested calmly, giving you a blush-inducing wink. “A little birdie said you weren’t going, and I think that’s what you could do to pay back my services.”

You groaned, realizing he was the reason you weren’t currently suffering a concussion and potential brain damage.

“Okay, now shut up,” you growled, smashing the half sandwich again Luke’s lips. Luke chuckled, taking a bite before rising up again to make his way out of the nurse’s office. “Where are you off to?” You asked curiously, somewhat upset that he was leaving.

“I’m off to tell Ms. Lee that you’re okay as well as to get your work for the day,” Luke chimed, walking over to the doorway. He then halted, turned around to lean against the right side of it. “Nice sweatshirt by the way.”

With that, Luke Hemmings left you in the nurse, with food on your legs and your heart racing.

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Ok guys so big moment here. As of right this moment, I am book until SEPTEMBER!!! I have over 300 requests and as much as I love you guys:

REQUESTS WILL BE CLOSING FRIDAY AT NOON EASTERN TIME!!!!!!

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ALSO- I have not forgotten about my Laine series! I’m hoping to finish it up this weekend!!! Vacation has not been productive for writing!

So now that I’ve announced that... here’s your updated queue!

Today- Auston Matthews- clinched playoff smut

Alex Nylander- NHL debut

Thursday 5/18- Brendan Gallagher- singer and Gally gets dreamy

Morgan Rielly- trying to turn him on in an elevator with teammates

William Nylander- cheating on girlfriend with you

Friday 5/19- Kasperi Kapanen- First NHL goal

Tyler Seguin- smut before game

Morgan Rielly- little spoon

Saturday 5/20- Dylan Larkin- friends don’t like him

Andre Burakovsky- he gets insecure

Mitch Marner- distant fight and make up

Sunday 5/21- Alex Nylander- Blind date

William Nylander- dirty while on the phone

Auston Matthews- dance party

Monday 5/22- Matthew Tkachuk- fight and spend day apart

Sam Reinhart- smut

Tyler Seguin- fun date

Tuesday 5/23- Auston Matthews- matchmakers

Aaron Ekblad- son is 1st overall pick

Jimmy Vesey- Broadway Hamilton practice

Wednesday 5/24- Dmytro Timashov- free reign

Jakob Chychrun- smut

Connor McDavid- Soon part 2

Thursday 5/25- Auston Matthews- accidentally stands up angst

Maple Leafs Rookie of choice (probably Connor Brown or Zach Hyman)- mother of group

Sidney Crosby- angst about age difference

Friday 5/26- Carter Hart- gets injured during the game

William Nylander- shower smut/cute

Andre Burakovsky- cooking

Saturday 5/27- Tyler Seguin- protective dogs of pregnancy

FREDDIE Andersen- Mitch’s older sister

Charlie McAvoy- jealous of Seggy

Sunday 5/28- Auston Matthews- Mitch embarrasses him

Matt Murray- post Stanley cup smut

Auston Matthews- song written about you

Monday 5/29- Andre Burakovsky- broken ribs

Sidney Crosby- smut challenge

Jakob Chychrun- arguing over your work meetings in Cali

Tuesday 5/30- Andre Burakovsky- Close as Strangers by 5 Seconds of Summer

Rich Clune- smut

Connor Brown- playoff beard

Wednesday 5/31- Carter Hart- tries cheesy pickup lines

Tyler Seguin- smut

William Nylander- I love you while drunk

Thursday 6/1- Alex Wennberg- plane crash

JJ Piccinich- last home game win fluff/smut

Jakub Vrana- fluffy free reign

Friday 6/2- Downtown Connor Brown- meet and greet and surprised you like him

Jonathan Toews- smut

Matthew Tkachuk- you have a stutter

Saturday 6/3- Freddie Andersen- playoffs

Andre Burakovsky- 21st bday jealousy fluff/smut

Connor Murphy- talking about the future

Sunday 6/4- Matthew Tkachuk- falls asleep with baby bro fluff

Morgan Rielly- smut being caught

Alex Nylander- friend breakup worries

Monday 6/5- Sidney Crosby- teen son from previous relationship

William Nylander- doesn’t know you’re a virgin

Jimmy Vesey- friends set you up

Tuesday 6/6- Jakob Forsbacka Karlsson- fluff free reign

Chris Kreider- smut

Mitch Marner- insecure about love

Wednesday 6/7- Auston Matthews- grumpy after playing the Stars

Freddie Andersen- smut

William Nylander- playoff beard

Thursday 6/8- Downtown Connor Brown- playoff beard

Alex Wennberg- super smutty XD

Jordie Benn- expecting first child

Friday 6/9- Charlie McAvoy- free reign

Morgan Rielly- smut

Sebastian Aho- team finds out about you through Instagram

Saturday 6/10- Brady Skjei- makes her sing for him

Martin Jones- free rein

Alex Wennberg- nervous about telling him youre pregnant

Sunday 6/11- Brendan Gallagher- wearing a Chucky jersey

Connor McDavid- Family is Sabres fans

Tom Wilson- The first time again part 2

Monday 6/12- Matt Martin- jealous

Kasperi Kapanen- celebration smut

Auston Matthews- jealous of basketball team

Tuesday 6/13- Jakob Chychrun- boys and girls club

Kasperi Kapanen- smut someone overhears you

Martin Jones/Sidney Crosby- Skin by Rihanna

Wednesday 6/14- Derick Brassard- pregnant during playoffs

Brendan Gallagher- calm down (wink wink) during playoffs XD

Any Rangers player- John Green quote

Thursday 6/15- Andre Burakovsky- friends with Patrick Kane

Andre Burakovsky- protective from man in bar (no one knows)

Morgan Rielly- large age gap

Friday 6/16- AJ Greer- Beach volleyball for team Canada

Colton Parayko- doesn’t know you speak English

Mitch Marner- Sees self harm scars

Saturday 6/17- Auston Matthews- both busy but make it to sons game

Auston Matthews- smut doesn’t like Dylan

Carter Hart- A million reasons by Lady Gaga

Sunday 6/18- Mikkeal Boedker- run into each other at grocery store

Alex Galchenyuk- smut same circles but never met

Jeff Skinner/Justin Faulk- harassed/assaulted and they save you

Monday 6/19- Connor McDavid/Mitch Marner- Late Late show about song

Austin Matthews- jealousy birthday smut

Any Caps player- political law firm but then player gets traded

Tuesday 6/20- Zach Hyman- proposes through book

Brady Skjei- celebration smut

Matthew Tkachuk- Secret Love song by Little Mix

Wednesday 6/21- Mitch Marner- messes up Valentines day

William Nylander- car smut

Any player- your teenage son is gay and introducing you to first boyfriend

Thursday 6/22- Jacob Trouba- Part 2 of Walk in the Park

Andre Burakovsky- broke up and reunited at Casino night smut

Auston Matthews- African dancer and he gets jealous

Friday 6/23- Kasperi Kapanen- tutoring him in college

Morgan Rielly- fluffy/smutty

Auston Matthews- teammate finds sex toys (ropes)

Saturday 6/24- Morgan Rielly- one of the guys Morgan’s overprotective and jealous

Artemi Panarin- tired of being called cute smut

Morgan Rielly- escape Leafs event and find each other

Sunday 6/25- Dmytro Timashov- watch scary movies

Artemi Panarin- love the sounds you make smut

Alex Galchenyuk- Chasing Ghosts by Against the Current

Monday 6/26- Morgan Rielly- fluffy/smutty

William Nylander- first time smut

Sidney Crosby- damsel in distress

Tuesday 6/27- Taylor Hall- transition from Edmonton to NJ

Rasmus Ristolainen- fluff

Auston Matthews- yeast infection and dr visit

Wednesday 6/28- Problematic Leon Draisaitl- getting ejected during A PLAYOFF GAME

Oliver Ekman-Larsson- love at first sight

Alec Martinez- Cinco de Mayo festivities

Thursday 6/29- Auston Matthews- tired and clingy

Jordie Benn- wants to be a family with you and daughter

Auston Matthews- jealous of Laine

Friday 6/30- Auston Matthews- bad day brings food (my kind of man)

William Nylander- snaps boredom Willy takes to fair

Johnny Gaudreau- cheer him up after getting swept

Saturday 7/1- Jo Drouin- sitting front row at a game

Brandon Montour- get into a fight

Filip Forsberg- free reign

Sunday 7/2- Auston Matthews/Sidney Crosby- autoimmune disease

Steven Stamkos- free reign

Brenden Dillon/Timo Meier- free reign

Monday 7/3- Jakob Silfverberg- for noranihilia

Aaron Ekblad- free reign

Filip Forsberg- free reign

Tuesday 7/4- Brent Burns- free reign

Roman Josi- free reign

Martin Jones- free reign

Wednesday 7/5- Chris Tierney- free reign

Nikita Kucherov- free reign

Mikael Granlund- cute/fluffy

Thursday 7/6- Jonathan Marchessault- free reign

Nino Niederreiter- free reign

Morgan Rielly- avoid feelings talk and he thinks you don’t like him

Friday 7/7- Charlie Coyle- Lipstick part two

Brendan Gallagher- angry/hate each other smut

Auston Matthews- you do his makeup and Mitch puts it on Instagram

Saturday 7/8- Auston Matthews- you’re sick and he and Mitch take care of you and your kid

William Nylander- wearing something that turns him on unknowingly

Pekka Rine- celebrate sweeping Hawks

Sunday 7/9- William Nylander- free reign about butt and thighs

Auston Matthews- meeting friend who doesn’t like the Leafs

Sidney Crosby- wakes up and mutters I love you a lot

Monday 7/10- Artemi Panarin- free reign

Morgan Rielly- part of the group but he likes you but just friends

Colton Parayko- bffs and in car accident and he tells you feelings

Tuesday 7/11- William Nylander- same height insecurities

Ben Hutton- fluffy smut

Mitch Marner- gf has chronic migraines

Wednesday 7/12- Alex Nylander- faking hickies prank

Tyler Seguin- Company by Justin Bieber

Auston Matthews- Gaston song with his name and he loves it (in secret)

Thursday 7/13- Sean Monahan- after wrist surgery

Morgan Rielly- fluffy/funny butt touching

Mats Zuccarello- free reign

Friday 7/14- Auston Matthews- Toronto Furies, play Aus to see who better player is

Jakub Vrana- part two of Doughnuts

Mitch Marner- making fun of passion over el clasico

Saturday 7/15- Charlie McAvoy- free reign

Alex Galchenyuk- smut

Sam Reinhart- season ticket holder, sees you at the game

Sunday 7/16- Morgan Rielly- after getting knocked out of the playoffs

William Nylander- happy with himself after seeing scratches

Mikael Granlund- gives goal pucks to his son

Monday 7/17- Morgan Rielly- They Don’t Know about Us by One Direction

William Nylander- sees bruises after sex (non-smut) and he feels guilty

Jamie Oleksiak- taking son to meet the team

Tuesday 7/18- Andre Burakovsky- meets at a charity event, sees again later when he has a gf (probably also a multiparter

Leon Draisaitl- dominant hot smut

William Karlsson- ILYSB by LANY

Wednesday 7/19- Nazem Kadri- hit on Ovi

Leon Draisaitl- smut after finishing exams/graduation

Auston Matthews- trying to turn him on in an elevator with teammates smut

Thursday 7/20- Auston Matthews- getting knocked out of playoffs and shutting you out so he doesn’t take anger/sadness/frustration out on you

Michael Latta- Smut hot when he fights

Jonathan Toews- sequel to I’ll say yes for toews19

Friday 7/21- Andre Burakovsky- sleeping and he steals the sheets

Auston Matthews- argues about dishes

Andre Burakovsky- surprising you at graduation

Saturday 7/22- William Nylander- sleeping and someone posts a picture

Michael Latta- smut angry after game and takes it out on you

Tom Wilson- club and Tom gets jealous, heated

Sunday 7/23- Adam McQuaid- overprotective of gay son

Zach Fucale- smut after not seeing each other for awhile and she wears his jersey for first time

Milan Lucic- visiting with Bruins over the summer

Monday 7/24- Auston Matthews- thinks shes cheating and comes after her after fight

Auston Matthews- riding his thighs dirty

Auston/Willy/Mo/Freddie/Kappy choice- insecure about height/speaking Spanish/ Take on the World by You Me at Six, or Speakers by Sam Hunt

Tuesday 7/25- Adrian Kempe- Somebody Else part two

Claude Giroux/any Flyers player- partying with team and blurts feelings while tipsy

William Nylander- reader talks Swedish and Willy loves it (heated)

Wednesday 7/26- Auston Matthews- friend but he wants more but you’re unsure of his reputation

Tyler Seguin- nsfw sumt

Dylan Strome- Dive by Ed Sheeran

Thursday 7/27- Sebastian Aho- free reign

Tyler Seguin- based off his IG “love me” trying to get your attention

Mikael Granlund- he thinks you’re dating him for his money

Friday 7/28- Tyler Seguin- part 2 of Orders

Alex Nylander- smut

Tyler Seguin- friends dancing and he flirty teases you

Saturday 7/29- Jakob Chychrun- teaching kids to skate

Auston Matthews- smut based off of Fire and Desire by Drake

Connor McDavid- AHL ex who won’t stop bothering you

Sunday 7/30- Brendan Gallagher- meeting family for the first time

Dylan McIlrath- free reign fluff/steam

Auston Matthews- muscular and self conscious about it

Monday 7/31- Auston Matthews- field hockey player stages of relationship

Dylan Strome- congratulate him after winning Western Conference

Sam Reinhart- You’re Here part two

Tuesday 8/1- Auston Matthews- act like they hate each other, but really in love

Auston Matthews/Morgan Rielly (probably Mo)- scavenger hunt fluff/steam

Colton Parayko- smut comforting

Wednesday 8/2- Morgan Rielly- trying to get him to unwind after game by being a distraction

William Nylander- long lost buddies and run into each other while out with team

Mitch Marner- dark; abuse, cutting, mental health problems

Thursday 8/3- Auston Matthews- convinces him to go to country music festival

David Pastrnak- cute and fluffy

Alex Nylander- cute/fluffy about hair/haircut

Friday 8/4- Auston Matthews- taking care of sick girlfriend

Charlie McAvoy- cute/fluffy

Jeff Skinner- comforting about self harm scars

Saturday 8/5- Mitch Marner/Willy Nylander- fight and admit they like each other cute or smut

Morgan Rielly- Leafs event with Mo and meet team for the first time

Alex Nylander- morning smut

Sunday 8/6- Sidney Crosby- have twins

Alex Nylander- about being a bad cook

Auston Matthews- in his POV; reader stressed and cuddles

Monday 8/7- Noah Hanifin- Just a Friend part two

Charlie McAvoy- smut

Auston Matthews- stressing over testing

Tuesday 8/8- Mitch Marner- reader speaks German

Charlie McAvoy- smut

Morgan Rielly/JVR/Gabe Landeskog- Say you won’t let go by James Arthur

Wednesday 8/9- Casey Cizikas- making fun of each other over concussions

Ben Hutton- smut

David Pastrnak- Disneyland tickets/fluff

Thursday 8/10- Sebastian Aho- Teaches the reader Finnish

Auston Matthews- smut after surgery he worries he’s going to hurt her

Michael Latta- babysitting his niece and calls you to come help/Latts insta with the baby

Friday 8/11- Lawson Crouse- fluffy free reign

Nico Hischier- smut

Jesse Puljujarvi- cute/fluffy free reign

Saturday 8/12- Elias Lindholm- childhood friends meet each other when older

Mikael Granlund- teasing him with team smut

Nico Hischier- meet at draft and show him around the city

Sunday 8/13- Andre Burakovsky- She’s Not Me by Zara Larsson

Roope Hint- FWB smut

Connor McDavid- Slow Hands by Niall Horan

Monday 8/14- Leon Draisaitl- tries to give you a perfect birthday, but messes it up

Sebastian Aho- sweet first time smut

Matt Martin- come home wanting quiet and he’s playing COD with boys

Tuesday- 8/15- Auston Matthews- friends since childhood start dating

Nico Hischier- depression, but he comforts her

Carter Hart- concussion and taking pain killers, makes him loopy

Wednesday- 8/16- Tyler Seguin- calls mom to ask for ring, but mom thinks its another prank

Morgan Rielly- surprising you at your graduation

David Pastrnak- reader gets wisdom teeth out and recovery

Thursday 8/17- Auston Matthews- Fire and Desire by Drake

Tom Wilson- Trainer for Caps smut

Friday 8/18- Alex Nylander- baby and baby names

Sidney Crosby- smut

Auston Matthews- reader is ace

Saturday 8/19- Alex Nylander- introduced to parents but mom doesn’t like her

Artemi Panarin- fight and makeup smut

Auston Matthews- coming home giggly drunk

Sunday 8/20- Mitch Marner- parents are getting married and siblings

Nico Hischier- high school AU

Beau Bennett- drunk hook up, bond next morning

Monday 8/21- Sidney Crosby- son from other relationship and first Mother’s Day

Morgan Rielly- clubbing and see him after breaking up

Timo Meier- free reign

Tuesday 8/22- Tyler Seguin- Ben Bishop’s best friend meet through him

Willy/Alex Nylander- problems with self harming

Dmytro Timashov- cooking/cleaning when stressed Dmytro doesn’t know why

Wednesday 8/23- Colton Parayko- honored for military service at game

Sebastian Aho- friends teasing about you and Aho in bed

Auston Matthews- they surprise you for Mother’s day

Thursday 8/24- Morgan Rielly- wear black and boys tease about being too badass for Mo

Jesse Puljujarvi- soft smut

Alexander Wennberg- Slow Hands by Niall Horan

Friday 8/25- Leon Draisaitl- can’t sleep, helps you fall asleep

Andre Burakovsky- shower smut

Dylan Strome- has crush on you but you aren’t interested

Saturday 8/26- Andre Burakovsky- Finnish rap music and chirping

Kasperi Kapanen- girlfriend is a soccer player

Alex Nylander- first sleepover and seeing her dressed down and no makeup

Sunday 8/27- Colton Parayko- work for the Blues and Hutton catches you kissing

Sidney Crosby- Small Bump by Ed Sheeran

Alex Nylander- comes to your dance competition

Monday 8/28- Geno Malkin- go on a cruise and he takes care of you after you get sun poisoning

Connor McDavid- takes care of you while you’re drunk/hungover

Tom Wilson- someone insults her and he defends you

Tuesday 8/29- William Nylander- makes banana pancakes

Mitch Marner- Canada playing home country and Canada wins and y/n is mad

Carter Hart- snuggling and listening to the rain

Wednesday 8/30- Auston Matthews- bring child to family skate/practice

Jake Virtanen- vacation in a cabin first time smut

Zach Werenski- takes puck to face and bummed but he gets to spend more time with you

Thursday 8/31- William Nylander- cute ringtone for gf and boys tease and possible proposal

TJ Oshie- takes you home from club smut

Auston Matthews- you have a bf and he seduces you to cheat

Friday 9/1- Leon Draisaitl- smut

#nhl imagines #nhl imagine

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munchkinxcop-blog · 7 years ago

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Erin Lindsay

You're gonna marry a girl you haven't slept with?!

Adam Ruzek

trust me, not for lack of trying

Erin Lindsay

What the hell?

Adam Ruzek

xD i dunno. im not gonna like pressure her into it.

Erin Lindsay

You need to talk to someone. You both do. Good God! I slept with.... nevermind, but you need to figure that out!

Adam Ruzek

oh no, please. finish.

trust me, I'm gonna try again

i have it all set up

Erin Lindsay

-nods slowly- Good. Because you must.

Adam Ruzek

-chuckles- yeah cause I'm going nuts. Like, do you know how hard it is watching that ass ALL day then going home and going to bed and SLEEPING

cold showers do NOT help -laughs-

Erin Lindsay

I certainly know what it's like to look at an ass all day that you can't touch. -nods, sighing-

Adam Ruzek

It sucks. and every time I even reach for her hand and she heads HIS voice, she jumps away -shakes his head- You know I even considered turning in my badge for her?

Erin Lindsay

-feeling a strong similarity to a conversation she and the boyfriend had before, she tries to look surprised- You would do that? Why? I mean, you love your job... -using him to better understand her own situation-

Adam Ruzek

-looking to her, he shrugged and smiled- yeah, I do love it but at the end of the day? I love her more. Sure, being a cop is awesome but what happens if one day I get shot and it misses my vest? Then I don't lose just my job but I lose her

Erin Lindsay

That is a risk YOU run, Mr. Kevlar. -laughs, then shrugs- I don't know that I could ever put down the badge. It's just... a part of us, ya know?

Adam Ruzek

I like that nickname -laughs, then looks over- Honestly? I did at one point. Put it and my gun on Voight's desk during an argument when he had us both in his office. Then I walked out...-looks to her- I know it is but at the same time, she's part of me.

Erin Lindsay

-nods, not quite sure she could do it- You're lovesick, Adam. You think it's really going to last forever, eh?

Adam Ruzek

-shrugs, glancing down at his hands- Knowing my luck I'll screw it up like I always have. -gets up and walks over, getting a cup of coffee and leans against the counter- Just a matter of time before she gets tired of me.

Erin Lindsay

If she gets tired of anything, it will be the lack of sex. -laughs, shaking her head- Please tell me you've said you love her, at least?

Adam Ruzek

Well, let's hope. Not that I don't mind getting to know her on an emotional and mental level -smiles, looking up- Definitely. Erin....I've been her best friend for so long. I had to hide loving her while she dated Severide and then Clarke.

Erin Lindsay

Does she not wonder why you two haven't... taken it to the next level? -shrugs, not understanding- I mean, the second I get home... -nods, implicating what she means-

Adam Ruzek

Well, we never really talked about it -shrugs, looking over- I mean half the time by the time we get home, it's dinner, grabbing a beer and curling up together -looks over, shuddering and laughs- thanks cause THAT'S the image I need

Erin Lindsay

-laughs- Hey, it is what it is. Girls have needs. -pauses- Wait... you have to 'talk' about it first? Good Lord, Adam. Don't talk! Just... get in there! -laughs, throwing her head back-

Adam Ruzek

-laughs and looks- never said you didn't -looks and laughs- No, not like that. Like we haven't talked about why we haven't -laughs harder, shaking his head- I've tried. Lately it's just....-plays with his mug- with Leslie passing....she's cut me off and shut me out.

Erin Lindsay

-looks at him, dead serious- Have you ever heard of grief sex?

Adam Ruzek

-looks at her, shrugging- nope. Angry make-up sex

Erin Lindsay

Oh that's good to. -nods, thinking of Angry-at-Voight-sex- Would you know about it though? Sex, I mean? You realize you might be a virgin again?

Adam Ruzek

-looks over at her- can you even be a virgin again?

Erin Lindsay

-shakes her head- Oh I am most certainly not a virgin again. -laughs, knowing that was not what he meant-

Adam Ruzek

-loks over and laughs softly- I didn't ask you. You probably screw like rabbits!

Erin Lindsay

-shrugs- I'll never tell. -winks, standing up and grabbing for the coffee pot, pouring herself another cup- You need to show Lexis how you feel. Immediately. -turning the conversation away from herself before she gets too tempted to say too much-

Adam Ruzek

-shudders- thank god -looks and smiles, taking a sip of coffee and looks- but how?

Erin Lindsay

-sets her mug on the counter, filling it as she looks at him, almost dumbfounded- You want me to tell you HOW?

Adam Ruzek

-looks and sighs- no. Like, how do I show her? how do I make it happen without getting stopped

Erin Lindsay

-lifts her hand to her face, rubbing against her face just like CJ does half the time- Um... you kiss her, like really kiss her. Everything else comes on it's own. -bites her lip, shaking her head- We can't talk about this. I can't until... -looks at her phone for the time- six more hours. We can talk about this right before we leave for the day, because... yeah.

Adam Ruzek

-laughs and looks- awe little Erin can't control her hormones! -shakes his head, drinking his coffee- hooking up at work is always hot. Find him and find a place no one is at

Erin Lindsay

Hooking up at work?! -shakes her head- I should find some random guy, hook up with him at work, and risk losing my badge when found out and my boyfriend for cheating? -playing it off nicely-

Adam Ruzek

Why not? -looks over and sighs- I didn't say cheat on your boyfriend. I said find HIM. -smirks- If you're good at it you won't get caught -shrugs his shoulders, making his way to his desk-

Erin Lindsay

-follows him to his desk, sitting against the edge of it- HIM? What HIM? HE doesn't work here!

Adam Ruzek

-looks over at her, grinning and sips his coffee- sure he doesn't. Erin, I ain't stupid. You aren't the type to go for doctors. You go for stubborn, hard-heads. So that leaves criminals-in-training which you won't risk your career for, Charlie, or a cop. So since it's not the first two, he's a cop

Erin Lindsay

-shrugs nonchalantly- He's not a cop, but you can think that if you'd like to. If he's a cop, maybe he's you? -smirks, walking to her desk and sitting down- I like male nurses.

Adam Ruzek

-smirks and looks over- you like Murses? -chokes on his coffee and laughs- you don't like me like that. I'm surprised even Lexis does.

Erin Lindsay

-looks over and laughs- Yeah, well until she's done the deed, we won't know, will we?

Adam Ruzek

-looks over, his jaw dropping, shaking his head- that's wrong. that's soooooo wrong -plays with his pen and sighs some- she's just.....she talks to so many people Erin, so many that she lets in but me? she doesn't let me in to help her through this.

Erin Lindsay

It's pretty obvious no one's getting IN right now. -laughs, lifting her coffee to take a sip- Why don't you and Al pow wow on stuff like this? I don't know why you can't get in!

Adam Ruzek

Yeah, not like that -laughs, shaking his head- You're evil -sighs and shrugs- I try. She doesn't wanna talk about Leslie with me -looking to her, he sat back- I just wanna slam her against the wall and kiss her. Just show her that I'm there

Erin Lindsay

See, that's the problem. Don't talk. Just. Do. It. No talking. The wall is good. -nods, thinking about the last time she was against it, nodding- Oh yeah, do that. Immediately.

Adam Ruzek

-chuckles and looks over to her- you okay over there? Need a cold shower or something? Little, nurse action? -snickers and works on some of his paperwork, looking- Trust me, I can't do it Immediately, I'll be fired.

Erin Lindsay

-lifts a postcard from the desk, fanning herself dramatically for his comedic health- Yes, I think I need a sick day. Drop me off at the hospital? -she teased, liking the cover story- You can when you get home. Don't even say hi. Just grab her. Push her to the wall. Ah hell. -Stands up- I'll be right back. I need air.

Adam Ruzek

-laughs and looks over- Oh yeah, I'll get right on it. 100 CCs of lovin -he smiled, looking over to her- Well Then I will. Even though work is dragging -watches her, chuckling- can't stand the heat, get out of the kitchen

Erin Lindsay

-shakes her head, looking over at him- It's too much. I can't. We need... a new topic? Or I'm walking out of this office and you can be the one to explain to my partner when he gets in why I'm not here. -laughs, looking to Voight's door- Oh you can explain to Voight too.

Adam Ruzek

-looks over at her- I'm sure your partner would get a kick out of it actually, don't you worry. -looks, shaking his head- nah I'm good. I'd like to not be fired -laughs, looking over to her- so what's going on this weekend? Anything fun?

Erin Lindsay

-cuts her eyes at him, warning him not to take it to sex again, taking her seat again- Yeah, this weekend, um... nope. No plans. I'll hit the shooting range at some point, but nothing else.

Adam Ruzek

-nods and looks- I got some hockey tickets if you wanna go? Me and Lex and then was gonna ask CJ -shrugs and signs off some files-

Erin Lindsay

-bites the edge of her lip, nodding her head- That could be fun. I'll let you know tomorrow? Just have to check with the boyfriend that he didn't have anything planned, ya know?

Adam Ruzek

-nods, looking over to her- sounds good to me. Games at 7 so we can either meet up or Lex and I can pick you up. -sits back, closing his eyes- why do we need to be here? I'd rather be snuggled up on the couch, that cute blonde in my arms.

Erin Lindsay

-nods- Yeah, I'll let ya know. -leans her head against the back of her chair- Ohhh just in case, I guess. How do you think we're going to live in the lap of luxury if we don't sit here? -laughs, knowing she lived far from the lap of luxury-

Adam Ruzek

-nods- Awesome -looks over, laughing- where the hell do you live? Cause my "luxury" is an apartment. And I'm lucky if I can get decent beer every once in a while. My saving grace is Lex still doing some cases here and there for the FBI. -looks up and grins- hey, i was thinking

Erin Lindsay

Same. -she nodded, living in an apartment herself- It was a joke, Kevlar. -tilts her head as she looked at him- YOU were THINKING? Should I start backing away now?

Adam Ruzek

-he looked over and laughed- I know that. I'm not low -looks, grumbling and shakes his head- Why do I bother with you -he crumbled up paper, pegging it at her head-

Erin Lindsay

-snatches the ball of paper mid-air and throws it back to him- You bother with me because no one else can handle your ass.

Adam Ruzek

-dodges it, smirking- You throw like a little girl -smirks and nods- they can't handle my epicness

Erin Lindsay

First of all, I am a girl. Second of all, epic? Be careful there you don't rip out those stitches patting yourself on the back, Ruzek.

Adam Ruzek

Yeah, I know. Second, I am epic. Calm yourself -he shrugged and looked at the gauze with a grin- I do look awesome with this though -he smield and sat up- Look, no one is around. Let's bail for a bit. Come with me to the mall to Jared or Kay's

Erin Lindsay

-looks at him, knowing she had the deepest fear of those stores- Seriously? You want... to ring shop? -bites at her lower lip nervously- You got some Ativan?

Adam Ruzek

-looks at her, nodding- Yeah, I wanna ring shop. I want your opinion on her ring -rubs the back of his neck and shakes his head- Forget it. I didn't say anything -he looked back at his files, starting to work-

Erin Lindsay

I'll do it. -looking her fears in the face to help him- Let's do it. You need my help and I need to... yeah.

Adam Ruzek

No, it's fine. I don't want you uncomfortable -looking to her, he smiled some- It's okay, really. I'll find a ring online

Erin Lindsay

You cannot pick out her ring online. -stands up, grabbing her coffee- For real. We'll do it. You help me help you.

Adam Ruzek

Can so, not that hard -shrugs and looks over- Are you sure? I don't need you hyperventilating or having an attack

Erin Lindsay

I'm sure. -nods, knowing that she needed to at least face it a little- And if I have some sort of panic attack, maybe they'll give you a discount thinking your fiance is losing her shit

Adam Ruzek

Alright -nods, looking to her, chuckling as he got up- Or already lost her shit -he smirked and got his keys, heading to the steps- I owe you for this. I really do

Erin Lindsay

It's all good. -nods- I'm quite the undercover officer. I'll hold it together nicely. Unless you need me to lose it... I can do that too. -smirks-

Adam Ruzek

-he smirked as he walked with her, shaking his head- nah, I've been saving up for her ring or a while -admits and pushes his hands in his pockets- right after she broke up with Jeff and I picked her up that night

Erin Lindsay

You started saving right away? -her eyes searching him over, using him again for investigative purposes- Is that what guys do??

Adam Ruzek

Yeah, I did cause I knew I love her -his eyes glancing to her, shaking his head- nah not all. I just did cause I knew she was my soulmate and I'd get her eventually

Erin Lindsay

-lets out a deep breath, relieved- I see. See, this is why you need a guy for this stuff. I don't know what you guys do!

Adam Ruzek

-looks over, laughing- no cause guys will buy just any ring cause it's shiny. I want the perfect one which means a woman's opinion. Plus I don't know her ring size and your hands are about the same -he smirked and unlocked the car-

Erin Lindsay

-gets in the car, immediately doubting that she should be doing this, but goes through with it for him- Yeah, I guess they probably are... you owe me lunch for this.

Adam Ruzek

-gets in the car, buckling up and looks over- Lunch it is. You can even pick where -he shook his head, driving and grinned softly at her- you'll be fine

Erin Lindsay

I'm totally fine. -holds out her hand- Solid. See. -looks out the window, shaking her head- Oh it's gonna be a good lunch. Best lunch this month, hands down.

Adam Ruzek

Alright, just...if you're not. Tell me -hearing her, he laughed and shook his head- What am I going to do with you? -glances over before looking back at the road- Could always go to Tiffany's

Erin Lindsay

Ah, you're not gonna do nothin with me. -laughs, shaking her head- Tiffany's? How much did you save up, Mr. Deep Pockets?

Adam Ruzek

Oh sure sure -laughs, looking over to her and grins- Look, I'd do anything for her. Get her a ring from anywhere -he shrugged and pulled in to the parking lot-

Erin Lindsay

-nods, completely understanding- You're one of the good ones, Adam. -gives him a half-smile- She's a lucky girl.

Adam Ruzek

-nods as he drives and glances over- Thanks, it means a lot hearing that. Usually I'm told I'm a player or scum -he mumbled as he looked at the road- so is your guy. He definitely has a great girl on his hands and I have a great friend

Erin Lindsay

You are far from a player or scum. -smiles, nodding- Hey, I think I'm the lucky one in the relationship, but I'll take it. -laughs as she stares past him to the building- So you're sure about this?

Adam Ruzek

Not to them. I did cheat on Wendy -sighs and pulls into the mall, looking over and chuckles- eh both of you are -looks and pulls into a parking spot and takes a deep breath- yeah, i think so

Erin Lindsay

-reaches over, touching his hand in a friendly manner- You've got this. And I really couldn't be happier for you guys.

Adam Ruzek

-smiles softly and looks over to her- thanks. i couldn't ask for a better person to come with me

Erin Lindsay

-smiles, nodding her head- Hey, I promise nothing. Just promise that if I pass out, you won't let me gash my head on the display cabinet? -laughs-

Adam Ruzek

-smiles softly and looks, unbuckling- Well, I'll make sure of that at least -he shook his head as he got out- which place is better? Kay or Jared?

Erin Lindsay

-unbuckles as well, getting out and staring up at him with a laugh, wearing a simple silver chain with a mini-dog tag attached- Because I seem like the authority on this?

Adam Ruzek

-smiles and laughs, looking over and shrugs- you're a girl! -he exclaimed and shut his door, making his way over- where woud you want a ring from?

Adam Ruzek

-looks over at her and nods- got it -he smiled some and nodded, walking with her; sounds like a plan. It is gonna suck not seeing her wear it at work

Erin Lindsay

-smiles, relating it to her own situation without saying so- Ahh, so you can still stay hidden and be taking things to the next level? I like it. -nods-

Adam Ruzek

-smiles softly, walking with her- That and so she doesn't lose her job. -shrugs and holds the door for her-

Erin Lindsay

-steps through the open door into the corridor of the mall- It's a good plan. It is. -pauses, waiting for him- I have to confess, I've never been in a jewelry store before. -laughs lightly, telling the truth-

Adam Ruzek

-walks with her and chuckles- I hope so. It means a good deal to her -looks, laughing- no way! Erin you're a girl!

Erin Lindsay

-laughs, nodding- I do not lie, Adam!

Adam Ruze

-laughs, shaking his head- weirdo. -walking to Kay's, he looked around and rubbed the back of his neck-

Erin Lindsay

-noticing the tension in Adam, she had to laugh, pushing his shoulder- Oh now don't you clam up on me, Romeo.

Adam Ruzek

-looking over to her, he chuckled softly. He made his way inside and cleared his throat as he looked around;

Erin Lindsay

-staying a few steps behind him, she kept her eyes away from the display cases and to him, literally loving his reaction to being in the store-

Adam Ruzek

-walking over to the first display case, Adam's eyes glanced around. He pushed his hands in his pockets and bit his lip. studying the rings, he stood there in thought, a quizzical look placed upon his features-

Erin Lindsay

-her eyes finally glancing to the display, she found herself shoving her own trembling hands into the confines of her pockets- So... uhh... you see anything... you like?

Adam Ruzek

-looking over to her, he cleared his throat, a blush covering his cheeks- well....i mean...they're all nice. they're....shiny- he said softly.

Erin Lindsay

-taking her eyes to his, she nodded- They are... amazing. -letting out a breath she didn't know she had been holding-

Adam Ruzek

-he looked and nodded- it's hard...-he whispered. sighing, he looked around chuckled some- i dont even know

Erin Lindsay

-unable to resist the influence CJ had on her, she whispered- That's what she said. -snickering to herself, she shook her head- Okay, sorry, yeah... what about... -she looked to the case, feeling her heart rate rise- A square one? -not really knowing what it was called, as this was all so out of her element.-

Adam Ruzek

-hearing her, he couldn't help but laugh- no...that isn't right now -smirking, he chuckled and shook his head- I mean...i guess -he whispered softly. He looked at them, biting his lip- do i get diamonds on the band?

Erin Lindsay

Beside the main one? -unable to take her eyes from the rings in the case- I mean, that's certainly beautiful... maybe we need someone to help you?

Adam Ruzek

Yeah -looking at the case, he glanced up; yeah, i'm sure someone is here -he said softly and looked as woman came over. He told her which he'd like to see and picked one up- woah...this is really happening

Erin Lindsay

-shifting her eyes to Adam, she nodded her head- It is. -trying to keep calm, she looked to the woman as the ring was held out to Adam's hand for him to look it over- Damn... -she sighed-

Adam Ruzek

-looking to her, he smiled- you okay? -he asked. looking it over, he rubbed his neck and gave it back- that's not the one

Erin Lindsay

I'm good. -she nodded, not being completely honest, watching the sales girl take the ring back, quite impressed that Adam had a feeling for what he might be looking for, even if he couldn't vocalize that feeling-

Adam Ruzek

Okay good -he smiled, putting it back and looked over. looking at some other rings, he shook his head.- none of these stand out to me

Erin Lindsay

-nods- Okay, then we go to the other store. -sighs out a deep breath-

Adam Ruzek

-nods and walks with her. hearing her sigh, he shook his head- let's go grab some lunch. i need to clear my head

Erin Lindsay

-walking out with him, she looks over at him, nudging him in the arm- Hey... what's wrong?

Adam Ruzek

-walking, he shook his head and pushed his hands in his pockets; this shit sucks. i thought it'd be easy

Erin Lindsay

I can't even imagine. -she confessed, shaking her head as they walked- I'm sorry, Adam. But hey, it's like jeans right? You don't always buy the first pair you see.

Adam Ruzek

It sucks -he confessed and sighed, walking with her. Looking over, he chuckled; Is that what you girls do? I just get what fits and go"

Erin Lindsay

When am I going to make you understand that I'm not the typical girl. I do what you do. It fits, I can run at work in it, I buy it. -laughs a little, feeling better that they were out of the scary ass store- But most girls, it's an all day thing, and they will buy one damn pair of jeans.

Adam Ruzek

Yeah, I ca tell. Believe me. and see? Someone gets me -laughs a little, walking with her towards the food court- nah, i can't do it

Erin Lindsay

-nods- I get ya. -looks up at him, her eyes conveying confusion- You can't what... shop for jeans all day... or buy her a ring?

Adam Ruzek

-nods- Smart girl -smiles, looking over at her and laughs; shop for jeans all day or any clothes -shudders at the thought-

Erin Lindsay

-laughs- Me either. In and out. Only way to do it. -nods-

Adam Ruzek

-laughs and nods- i swear. like how can someone spend ALL day shopping

Erin Lindsay

At this rate, it could take you all week to find that poor girl a ring! -laughs-

-October 18, 2014

#aruzek #lindsayxquitxlollygagging #2014

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adultingrpg-blog · 7 years ago

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ALI has been accepted as CLAUDE CHAMBERS. **This is just a sample application.

OUT OF CHARACTER.

NAME: Ali. AGE: 23. TELL US SOMETHING ABOUT YOU: I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired. TIMEZONE: EST. ACTIVITY LEVEL: 6-7/10. I have really bad service and internet where I work but I can be on throughout the day, and then once I’m home from work. PRONOUNS: She/her. SHIPS: /chem. ANTI-SHIPS: /forced.

IN CHARACTER.

DESIRED CHARACTER: Claude Lee Chambers. SONG: We Don’t Talk Anymore - Charlie Puth ft. Selena Gomez. NICKNAMES: Lo, CC, Chams. HOMETOWN: Laval, Quebec, Canada. FAMILY DETAILS: Original character. FACECLAIM: Matthew Daddario. DATE OF BIRTH/AGE: December 27th, 1993 / 24. GENDER IDENTITY/PRONOUNS: Cis-male, he/him/his. SEXUAL/ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Bisexual demi-biromantic. OCCUPATION/EDUCATION: Works at the University of Chicago in the English department, and helps out his friend with marketing/working at his new bakery. He also sells his artwork if he feels like it’s good enough, or if he needs money. APARTMENT CHOICE: Grand Court.

A LITTLE MORE.

Except for once when he was twelve, Claude has never spoken to his father. Oliver has made several attempts at connecting with him, but Claude refuses each time.

When he was nineteen, Claude legally changed his surname from Daniels to Chambers after his mother married Morgan.

Claude moved from Laval to Chicago to be with Asher, but the city became his new home. Asher understood that which is why he left instead of asking Claude to.

THREE NEGATIVE TRAITS: Meddlesome, obstinate, imprudent.

THREE POSITIVE TRAITS: Magnanimous, candid, stoical.

NETWORKING.

@CHAMCHAMS: i swear im not actually 5??? i just like plugging my ears & saying “i can’t hear you” on the rare occasion????

@CHAMCHAMS: someone buy this for me [photo]

TEXT TO [SISTER]: will you pick me up

LAST 4 EMOJIS: 🤷 🔥 🙄 ✋

BACKSTORY.

** TRIGGER WARNINGS: TOXIC RELATIONSHIP, ABUSE. **

Claude Chambers was born into a family that ended almost as soon as it started. Born out of wedlock to a pair of seventeen year old Catholics, it’s safe to say that Claude wasn’t exactly planned. It was after a bit too much alcohol one night and a drunken decision that Eleanor James found herself pregnant. She took test after test, went to a clinic… and all came back with the same positive result. While her family wasn’t pleased, they were somewhat understanding. Claude’s father, Oliver, was happy as can be, though. He proposed that day, and they were married three weeks later. For almost a year, Oliver and Eleanor were happy. They went shopping for baby stuff, he tagged along to every single appointment and worked two jobs to help support Eleanor and the baby all on his own. But then Claude was born, and the shock that Oliver was in seemed to slowly dissipate. Issues started to pop up here and there. The shower in their run-down apartment leaked, they were dirt broke, there was mold in the carpet in the living room… And then there was the bigger things that couldn’t be overlooked and ended up being the tipping point. Oliver was sick working two jobs and swore up and down that Claude wasn’t his. Disagreements then led to fights and turned violent fast. After the first punch, Eleanor packed up her stuff and her son, and left Denver for Laval.

They settled there only a week later. Eleanor contacted her aunt and asked if she could stay there and watch Claude. It was about two years and ten jobs later that the two left and settled on their own, and only four years after that did Eleanor meet Morgan and fall in love. Morgan, of course, had no clue that Eleanor was in love with her for another three years, and it was then that they finally moved in together with all three children. Two of them Morgan’s and then Claude. They were a family and a better one at that. Everything seemed to fit into place then. Claude was nearing eleven at the time and he can still remember how amazing it felt to finally feel like he belonged somewhere. The house they lived in, the love between Morgan and Eleanor, his new siblings… it felt right.

So life was good. Claude had his family, was passing all of his classes and his friends were all pretty good to him. He had a strong support system that he knew would get him through it all. And then he met Asher, and everything seemed to change.

After his friends talked him into it for almost a week, Claude ended up at a house party. At just sixteen, he wasn’t expecting what he saw. He always assumed it was kegs, bubbles, glitter and pop music. What he found instead was shitty vodka, some beer, indie music and a bunch of people basically having sex in the same room. That’s where he met Asher. It started off as something heated. Claude was instantly attracted to Asher and Asher to him. They traded numbers and agreed to a no-strings hookup whenever and wherever. But after a year, they were sleeping with one another exclusively. It was then that they agreed to see if there was chemistry outside of the sex.

Things were fine at first, but then there were small disagreements, and those small things led to fights, which led to break-ups and Claude sleeping in his car. It wasn’t until months of the recurring behavior that Claude was going to leave Asher. He didn’t want to be in a relationship like his mother and father were in. He didn’t want the fighting or the secret hatred, and he didn’t want it to end the same way. But then after a particularly bad fight, Asher admitted to have been seeing another guy he met at a bar a few weeks ago, and that it was looking pretty serious despite not knowing him that long. That broke Claude’s heart.

Claude all but begged Asher to stay with him even after everything in him was saying the complete opposite just the night before. To Claude’s delight, Asher agreed. But everything changed. Their once somewhat dysfunctional relationship turned toxic. The love Claude once felt had changed into something more sad and desperate. He didn’t want to lose his boyfriend, especially not after fighting the way he did. There were too many nights spent on his knees crying–begging and pleading his boyfriend to stay with him; choose him. And the tears that were shed in the bathroom when Asher went to bed…falling freely every single night like clockwork. He couldn’t let go, even when all the mean things Asher ever said to him played like a constant loop through it all… He wasn’t good enough for anyone else. No one wanted him. He wasn’t that smart, anyway. No one would love Claude the way that Asher did. The words stuck without him ever realizing it. They formed doubts and regrets in his mind making it hard for Claude to leave.

They broke up once a month it seemed. Whenever they made it to an anniversary, Claude would realize that they had broken up one or two weeks earlier for a few days, only for him to go back apologizing for something he didn’t do. It wasn’t all on Asher, either. Claude would say things during arguments that had Asher running away with tears in his eyes. They were never on the same page to begin with, anyway. Claude had always wanted more whereas Asher made it clear from day one that he wasn’t in it for the long run.

It eventually ended when Claude was twenty-two. After going out with some coworkers on his birthday, Claude arrived to their shared apartment to find Asher’s stuff gone. He had packed all his stuff up during the day and vanished with just a note on the fridge: We aren’t good for one another. There were several things that should have been the tip-off for Claude before that point. It wasn’t the fighting because he knew fighting was unavoidable. No, it should have been the absence of talking it through. That’s when he realized he wasn’t fine. That his life wasn’t fine.

It never really hit Claude, not really. He knew he wasn’t fine, sure, but not to what extent. He went on with his life as if nothing ever really happened. The only obvious difference was the people in his life–having cut them down to those that either didn’t like Asher or didn’t know him. There’s always that voice in his head on replay that says “you should’ve been better”, but the alcohol seems to help make that go away. He’s seeing a therapist at his mother’s insistence because she spoke so highly of it throughout her own therapy, especially now that Claude has learned the news of Asher’s upcoming wedding. There was a lot of alcohol after he heard that.

Despite it all, Claude’s got a decent life. He’s happy….or he’s getting there, at least. He’s trying to figure everything out in the meantime. Claude was under the impression before the break-up that he’d end up going into English or Business, and even has a degree to pursue it, but he no longer wants to go down that route. In the meantime, he’s working as basically a barista for his friend’s bakery, and helps him with all the marketing and business. He also sells some of his art when he needs to, and works at the University of Chicago in the English department.

#family: chambers #character: claude chambers #all biographies

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1: My name? Alisha. 2: Do I have any nicknames? lisha 3: Zodiac sign? gemini 4: Video game I play to chill, not to win? anything mario 5: Book/series I reread? none lol 6: Aliens or ghosts? aliens 7: Writer I trust enough to read whatever they write? what 8: Favourite radio station? the popular ones 9: Favourite flavour of anything? chocolate for sure 10: The word that I use all the time to describe something great? amazing 11: Favourite song? i hate those kinds of questions 12: The question you ask new friends to get to know them better? what they do for work... that's what happens when you're 30 😝 13: Favourite word? butthole 14: The last person who hurt me, did I forgive them? i always forgive 15: Last song I listened to? i think it was a jack black song cos camren was playing it. 16: TV show I always recommend? vikings! 17: Pirates or ninjas? ninjas 18: Movie I watch when I'm feeling down? probably something depressing. not anything to help lol 19: Song that I always start my shuffle with/wake-up song/always-on-a-loop song? it always changes. 20: Favourite video games? anything mario or easy like that 21: What am I most afraid of? not living my life to the fullest 22: A good quality of mine? i'm an amazing girlfriend haha 23: A bad quality of mine? i lie a lot 24: Cats or dogs? cats! 25: Actor/actress you trust enough to watch whatever they're in? so many good ones! i really love natalie portman for an actress and i'm absolutely in love with travis fimmel and charlie hunnam 26: Favourite season? winter 27: Am I in a relationship? yes 28: Something I miss? being young 29: My best friend? my boyfriend 30: Eye colour? brown 31: Hair colour? brown 32: Someone I love? camren 33: Someone I trust? i wanna say camren but even he's hid some big things from me in the past couple years... so that's iffy 34: Someone I always think about? buying things lol 35: Am I excited about anything? a better future 36: My current obsession? ginger tea 37: Favourite TV shows as a child? eurekas castle maybe? i can't remember 38: Do I have someone of the opposite sex that I can tell everything to? i tell camren almost everything. i'm with him all the time anyway 39: Am I superstitious? not really 40: What do I think about most? being a better person 41: Do I have any strange phobias? i'm claustrophobic for sure 42: Do I prefer to be in front of the camera or behind it? behind! but i wanna try and be in front this year when camren starts his youtube channel 43: Favourite hobbies? i'm boring so idk lol 44: Last book I read? it's been years 45: Last film I watched? ps i love you 46: Do I play any instruments? nope 47: Favourite animal? kitties 48: Top 5 blog on Tumblr that I follow? uh 49: Superpower I wish I could have? fly! disappear as well 50: How do I destress? lay in bed and watch tv 51: Do I like confrontation? not at all ugh. the worst 52: When do I feel most at peace? when i'm at home and it's quiet. like right now. 53: What makes me smile? i laugh at everything so it doesn't take much to make me smile 54: Do I sleep with the lights on or off? off. i need it pitch black 55: Play any sports? ew what 56: What is my song of the week? lights "lucky ones" 57: Favourite drink? pellagrino sparkling water in pomegranate. although it's more like a soda than sparkling water 58: When did I last send a handwritten letter to somebody? it's been a long time but i signed something and mailed it out recently haha 59: Afraid of heights? a little. i was pretty terrified when i went to the top of the sky tree in tokyo (2nd tallest building in the world might i add) 60: Pet peeve? messy people 61: What was the last concert I went to see? i don't remember. i hope to see a good one this year tho. 62: Am I vegetarian/vegan/pescatarian? nope. just ate pork last night! 63: What occupation did I want to do when I was younger? nurse. still a possibility if camren gets more business and i can quit my job... do school full time. 64: Have I ever had a friend turn enemy? sort of. enemies for a little while but forgave each other. i still hold a little bit of a grudge lol. 65: What fictional universe would I like to be a part of? something futuristic 66: Something I worry about? getting pregnant before my life is stable 67: Scared of the dark? nah 68: Who are my best friends? cheddar and jonathan 69: What do I admire most about others? being their own motivators. a will to get shit done. being able to drive and have a car lol. 70: Can I sing? a little bit. that's another thing i'll be working on this year 71: Something I wish I could do? drive 72: If I won the lottery, what would I do? pay of mine and my families debt. 73: Have I ever skipped school? yeah 74: Favourite place on the planet? japan 75: Where do I want to live? id stay here in los angeles but other than that probably japan 76: Do I have any pets? two cats 77: What is my current desktop picture? some guild wars thing camren changes out here and there. it's his computer 78: Early bird or night owl? early bird 79: Sunsets or sunrise? sunsets. im not that early of a bird 80: Can I drive? hell to the no 81: Story behind my last kiss? that's private lol 82: Earphones or headphones? headphones 83: Have I ever had braces? twice 84: Story behind one of my scars? they aren't very exciting 85: Favourite genre of music? i hate this question too 86: Who is my hero? i dunno 87: Favourite comic book character? not a comic book fan 88: What makes me really angry? what doesn't make me angry? haha 89: Kindle or real book? real book 90: Favourite sporty activity? i don't do sports. i like to watch hockey tho. 91: What is one thing that isn’t taught in schools that should be? money management 92: What was my favourite subject at school? art 93: Siblings? two younger sisters 94: What was the last thing I bought? a water bottle 95: How tall am I? 5'1 96: Can I cook? barley. just a couple of things i've done over and over like chicken and veggies or eggs 97: Can I bake? my oven doesn't work but if it did there's a bunch of things i'd love to try 98: 3 things I love? my cats, my home, and my boyfriend 99: 3 things I hate? living with a bunch of people, being tickled, being on the freeway 100: Do I have more girl friends or boy friends? i think it's pretty even 101: Who do I get on with better, girls or boys? boys. i've always loved hanging out with boys better 102: Where was I born? southern california 103: Sexual orientation? bi curious but never had a chance to explore the other side unfortunately 104: Where do I currently live? north hollywood california 105: Last person I texted? camren. he texted me from the other room to bring him coffee 😒 106: Last time I cried? maybe a week ago? 107: Guilty pleasure? menchies froyo 108: Favourite Youtuber? jaclyn hill 109: A photo of myself. probably my profile pic 110: Do I like selfies? not really. i'm pretty bad at them 111: Favourite game app? i don't play games on my phone 112: My relationship with my parents? it's good 113: Favourite accents? british 114: A place I have not been but wish to visit? new york ( 30th bday tho!! ) 115: Favourite number? 4 116: Can I juggle? no lol 117: Am I religious? no but i do have faith 118: Do I like space? it's a little scary, especially black holes 119: Do I like the deep ocean? i dunno 120: Am I much of a daredevil? no way 121: Am I allergic to anything? i think cats a little bit 122: Can I curl my tongue?ya 123: Can I wiggle my ears? no 124: Do I like clowns? they're okay 125: The Beatles or Elvis? the beatles 126: My current project? reinstating my pharmacy tech certification ( different from my tech license, i can work anywhere as opposed to just retail) 127: Am I a bad loser? no 128: Do I admit when I wrong? not really lol 129: Forest or beach? beach 130: Favourite piece of advice? none 131: Am I a good liar? yeah lol. i've lied about so much shit 132: Hogwarts house / Divergent faction / Hunger Games district? i dunno. the only one i've watched all the way through was the hunger games and i don't even remember who was in what district 133: Do I talk to myself? sometimes. mostly in my brain 134: Am I very social? nope 135: Do I like gossip? yeah 136: Do I keep a journal/diary? no 137: Have I ever hopelessly failed a test? All the time 138: Do I believe in second chances? yes 139: If I found a wallet full of cash on the ground, what would I do? keep it lol. i'm a bad person and i love money 140: Do I believe people are capable of change? yes 141: Have I ever been underweight? yes when i was a freshman in highschool cos i got really sick and lost a bunch of weight. i was 96lbs. 142: Am I ticklish? very and don't you ever fuckin try to tickle me cos it pissed me the fuck off 😘 143: Have I ever been in a submarine? no way. claustrophobia 144: Have I ever been on a plane? yes. i used to be terrified but now i love it! traveling is awesome. i love the whole process. 145: In a film about my life, who would I cast as myself, friends and family? i'm too tired to answer this 146: Have I ever been overweight? i wouldn't consider myself overweight but i am the heaviest i've ever been. 147: Do I have any piercings? ears and nose 148: Which fictional character do I wish was real? jax from sons of anarchy 149: Do I have any tattoos? 3 but i want them removed 150: What is the best decision I have made in life so far? pursuing a career 151: Do I believe in Karma? yes 152: Do I wear glasses or contacts? nope. i have perfect vision 153: What was my first car? lol 154: Do I want children? yes. hopefully in the next 4-5 years. maybe sooner 😇 155: Who is the most intelligent person I know? camren is pretty fuckin smart. it blows me away sometimes. 156: My most embarrassing memory? it was probably something i did while drunk 157: What makes me nostalgic? old music 158: Have I ever pulled an all-nighter? yes. last time was the night before my flight to japan and it was because i was so excited and nervous. 159: Which do I value more in others, brains or beauty? brains duhhh 160: What colour mostly dominates my wardrobe? black 😁 161: Have I ever had a paranormal experience? i don't think so. other than hearing weird noises at night 162: What do I hate most about myself? lack of motivation to do better 163: What do I love most about myself? i'm funny 164: Do I like adventure? yes 165: Do I believe in fate?yes 166: Favourite animal? cat 167: Have I ever been on radio? no 168: Have I ever been on TV? no 169: How old am I? 29 170: One of my favourite quotes? this too shall pass 171: Do I hold grudges? yes 172: Do I trust easily? no 173: Have I learnt from my mistakes? nope lol 174: Best gift I’ve ever received? my trip to japan 175: Do I dream? yes 176: Have I ever had a night terror? sort of. camren gets them often 177: Do I remember my dreams, and what is one that comes to mind? i used to have recurring dreams of being in a train that crashes 178: An experience that has made me stronger? my mother being an extreme alcoholic for many years. that toughened me up a lot. 179: If I were immortal, what would I do? kill bad people 180: Do I like shopping? i'm addicted to shopping 181: If I could get away with a crime, what would I choose to do? rob a bank 182: What does “family” mean to me? stuff 183: What is my spirit animal? lol so stupid 184: How do I want to be remembered? just loving 185: If I could master one skill, what would I choose? driving!! 186: What is my greatest failure? my debt 187: What is my greatest achievement? making a dream come true! 188: Love or money? love 189: Love or career? love 190: If I could time travel, where and when would I want to go? viking era 191: What makes me the happiest? money 192: What is “home” to me? LA 193: What motivates me? money 194: If I could choose my last words, what would they be? i love you 195: Would I ever want to encounter aliens? not really 196: A movie that scared me as a child? exorcist 197: Something I hated as a child that I like now? brussel sprouts 198: Zombies or vampires? zombies! 199: Live in the city or suburbs? suburbs 200: Dragons or wizards? dragons 201: A nightmare that has stayed with me? my mom dying 202: How do I define love? shut up 203: Do I judge a book by its cover? yes. it's a flaw of mine 204: Have I ever had my heart broken? sort of. i think i've just been really hurt and it affected me. but i've done most of the heart breaking. i've only been dumped in high school. 205: Do I like my handwriting? i have terrible handwriting 206: Sweet or savoury? both 207: Worst job I’ve had? bakery 208: Do I collect anything? make up and sunglasses 209: Item of clothing or jewellery you’ll never see me without? sunglasses and this necklace i haven't taken off in almost a year 210: What is on my bucket list? going back to japan! 211: How do I handle anger? not very well 212: Was I named after anyone? nope 213: Do I use sarcasm a lot? yes 214: What TV character am I most like? daria 215: What is the weirdest talent I have? i can't make money disappear faster than anyone i know lol 216: Favourite fictional character? i dunno

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