#while this is a surprise apologies it's quite a bit late aaa-

[aquacomet]

Happy surprise (belated) Birthday @thatmooncake!

Thank you for all the kind comments and good laughs you share, with their birthday popping up I thought I’d have a go at doodling up their versions of Sun and Moon from their Magical Mascots au (and I also got a chuckle out of giving Moon a Moon-shaped cake). Hope you like it! (-and don’t forget to share some cake with the caged Moon hehe)

This was initially going to do a lil’ quick doodle to drop your way on the day but I got to colouring and had too much fun not to shade it oop.

[matsumi101]

Who is this Kid?

Crossdressing Fem!Reader Hamilton Insert

Secret

Description:

General Washington has been relentlessly receiving letters one after another that has been requesting two same things over and over again. It’s high time he confronts the writer directly about it, and maybe clear something that he’s been hearing around while he’s at it.

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Warnings: swearing, drinking

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Notes:

> Masterlist

> Read from the beginning.

> “F/N” means fake name and “Y/N” means your real first name

> I don’t think I warned y’all before but I wasn’t really planning on writing chronologically. I’m not sorry lmao

> Surprise Wednesday update! I’ve been reading the rb tags and the replies you guys keep leaving in my story and honestly it makes my heart go 💞 aaa ily guys sm and im glad you’re enjoying the story 🥺🥺🥺

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Taglist (if u wanna be added do tell!)

@thebitchiestnerdtowalktheearth  @cutie1365 @girlmadeofivory @i-honestly-dont-know-anymore  @takemyhand-bitch @hamiltrashqueer​

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“Hey, Juggernaut.”

You adjusted your coat before pulling your tent open. “Yo,” you greeted quietly to the soldier waiting in front of your tent. “General Washington calls for you,” he informed you. You nodded and ducked out of your tent, not wanting to wait another second to know what your superior wanted to talk about. You walked at a brisk pace, never stopping until you were now in front of the tent that was noticeably larger than the rest.

You swallowed thickly, millions of possibilities running in your head to as why you were called. A big part of you hoped that it was with regards to your plans, though there was a smaller bit of you that feared that it might be of something else. Not wanting to keep yourself on edge any further, you pushed the tent open and let yourself in.

"Your excellency, sir. You asked to see me?"

You readily saluted at the presence of not only George Washington but the aide-de-camps and officers that were with him as well. They circled a table, where a map and a few mock pieces were laid out for them to view and move around. While John and Lafayette's eyes twinkled with recognition, the others simply stared at your arrival. "Private F/N L/N?" George assumed. He motioned you to be at ease, which you silently obeyed.

"Yes, sir," you confirmed with a steady voice.

George quickly dismissed the rest of the people out of the tent, the only ones remaining were you, him, and Alexander who was busy writing something at his desk at the corner. “I’ve been reading your letters,” George began, moving to get something from his main desk. You immediately tensed as he pulled out a small stack of envelopes underneath. You kept your lips sealed, waiting for the General’s input on your requests.

“You’ve been asking to have the same thing approved for years now,” he began, “and recently, you’re asking for a rather unique position in your unit, correct?”

“Yes, sir.”

From the corner of your eyes you could see Alexander perk up slightly at the conversation. He subtly glanced up from his work, his eyes falling on George as the general picked up an open letter that had been lying on his desk. “Let’s talk about the first one,” George announced. “I’ve noticed there was a slight change with your offer.” You licked the bottom of your lips out of nervousness, fiddling with your hands behind you.

“Unfortunately, even I can’t agree to it.”

“If I may sir, why not?”

George looked up from the letter to you. “Women cannot be paid to study, son,” he explained plainly. You tilted your head the slightest, confusion from his statement evident. “Sir, I do not seek for women to be paid to be taught basic medicinal procedures,” you murmured, and that was enough for George to mirror your expression.

“That doesn’t seem to be the message I’m getting from your letter, L/N.”

You opened your mouth to counter, but when a vague memory hit you like a punch in the gut, you couldn’t help but to smack your forehead in realization. “Shit, I am so sorry,” you apologized, the annoyance woven in your voice directed to yourself more than anything. George furrowed his brows at your sudden drop of formality, noticing how you were cursing under your breath as you returned to position.

“I must’ve sent you my draft letter instead of the actual one. The pay that I mentioned in the letter refers to the pay of the nurses, not the education that I wish to be provided to them.”

Your face turned to more of an embarrassed one. “I... might’ve written this late at night so my thoughts merged while I was writing,” you confessed, looking down at the ground. “I apologize for causing a misunderstanding. Writing... has never really been my best suit.” You could feel the back of your neck heat up with embarrassment, and the blood was slowly creeping its way to your cheeks the more you dwelled on your mistake. George huffed, and you could’ve sworn there was laughter that came along with it.

“We have our own weaknesses, son,” he said. “Rewrite your statement, then I’ll have it sent to the Congress for approval. Hamilton.”

“Yes, sir?”

The called man straightened from his seat almost instantaneously. “If you’re not too busy, you can help Private L/N draft his proposal to the Congress tonight?” he requested. You looked at Alexander almost the same time he looked at you. “I take it you approve of his plans, sir?” he asked George, though it came off more of a statement than a question.

“Yes. If our nurses are given the same pay as our male doctors, or at the very least raise it, then there wouldn’t be any need for our officers to resort to... violent methods of recruiting them.”

Your jaw visibly clenched at the last few words, and George wasn’t dense to not notice it. “If we treat our camp followers properly, as we should’ve been since square one, then they wouldn’t be working out of spite or fear,” you pointed out through gritted teeth, “and by teaching them the required medical procedures to treating our wounded, then there would be more hands on our medical team without really hiring more hands.” Alexander nearly beamed at your words and hurriedly wrote something down on a spare piece of paper.

“That’s an excellent point F/N, I’ll make sure to include that in your proposal,” he announced eagerly.

You stared at Alexander with surprise while George chuckled in amusement. “Now, since we’ve cleared all misunderstandings for your first request, I take it we’re good to move on to the next one?” his voice wasn’t as light as when he brought up your first request. “Ready as I’ll ever be, sir,” you replied. George nodded, pulling a different letter.

“Private L/N, I’m sure you already know the contents of your own letters, so I will say right now that I just can’t approve you to a... what is this term you used?”

“Field medic, sir.”

“Right.”

“Field medic?”

Alexander wasn’t really supposed to be a part of the next conversation, but he couldn’t help but inquire about the strange new term he just heard. “Basically a doctor soldier tasked specifically to treat wounded men while on field and pull them out of there,” George explained, and you nodded. Alexander’s face contorted, and you sighed internally as it was the response you already expected to get from someone hearing your concept for the first time.

“I... I don’t get it,” Alexander murmured. “We can bring our men to the backlines just fine during combat, I don’t see the point of having a person to specialize in that.”

You were just about ready to explain, but then George put up his hand to stop you. “I can hand you Private L/N’s letters of proposal for later, son,” George reasoned. Alexander’s face fell, and the man buried his face back to his work. “With all due respect sir, I feel like I am fully capable of putting this concept into action. My endurance is beyond average to run around the field and carry our wounded, all I need left is some proper first-aid training.”

“And we need your endurance in the frontlines!” George retorted. “Juggernaut, you’re our best foot soldier, I cannot afford to send you to the medics.”

You nearly physically recoiled at the use of your nickname. You wore the title “Juggernaut” with pride ever since, and George knew. Your tendency to almost never use your gunpowder and instead resort to close combat was what earned you the nickname, and your commanders made sure to utilize you best for that. Simply put, your fearlessness to be up close with the redcoats was something praised by your fellow soldiers and feared by the enemy.

“Sir,” your voice dropped low. “Many men die bleeding out in the field when they could’ve lived if only someone had been there to pull them out, but the second they’re crippled they are not our standing soldiers’ priority. Moreover, many more die in the tents simply for having infected wounds that could’ve been survivable had someone treated it long before. These men have hopes of coming home to see the end of this war and what follows as much as any of us, even while they lay in their own pool of blood as the rest of the fight ensues around them. Sir, they have lives they want to go back to, too, just like us.”

When you were done talking, the air within the tent was heavy. Was it out of realization or just the sheer weight of your words, no one was quite sure, but the tension was so thick no blade could cut through it. “I can see you are as adamant in saving lives as you are taking them,” George mused, finally breaking the suffocating silence that wrapped around the three of you. He glanced down at your letter, hesitancy clear as day. Between the two of you, it was the sixth one you sent for your proposed role. For every letter of declination he gave you, you rebutted with a new letter no more than two to three days later countering his reasonings. For someone who isn’t the best at writing, you do write a lot, he thought.

“Let my hands be stained saving the blood of my allies than spilling the blood of my enemies,” you responded, quoting your own letter.

George huffed, setting down the letter. “I will... think this through for the meantime,” he announced. You resisted your mouth that nearly quirked upwards at his words; consideration was a good enough sign for you. “Thank you sir,” you breathed. George eyed you carefully, thinking if there was anything else needed to be said to you. “I suppose that will be all for now,” he decided tentatively. He dismissed you, and just after you thanked him for his time and turned around was then he remembered.

“Hold on, Private. I feel like there’s one more thing needed to be discussed.”

You looked over your shoulder, almost fearfully, as you moved away from the tent’s exit. George leaned back, crossing his arms as he looked at you with a nearly blank stare. “I feel like we should address the secret circulating around you,” he pointed out. Your jaw dropped to the floor, a chill striking you from the feet up. A hand flew over your arm as goosebumps riddled your limbs, and you feared the worst.

“What secret, sir?” you asked, your voice nearly returning to normal with panic.

“Juggernaut, I don’t think we need to beat around the bush over this. Other soldiers have seen it, too, and you need to come clean with it.”

Other soldiers? The thought was everything but comforting. You always thought you had been discreet with your identity, but apparently you weren’t based on the General’s accusations. However, you kept your mind straight enough to keep droning on. Maybe it was just a mistake, maybe it was just a false rumor that was meant to drag you in the dirt. Yeah, maybe that’s it. You desperately wished that was it.

“It must be a mistake, sir. Whatever this secret may be must be just a measly rumor to throw me off,” you tried to reason out.

“Would it be considered a rumor if we have a witness?”

Your stomach dropped. So there are people who saw? That was definitely not right. You were always sure to have your corset on, only taking it off inside the tent, and whenever you bathe you made sure you were either alone or the last one out and never surfacing from the water. George glanced over to Alexander expectantly, and for the first time the secretary seemed to not want to partake in the conversation.

“Hamilton here has your verbatim.”

You could feel your palms turn sweatier as the seconds passed. You steadied your breathing, trying to calm yourself and stay reasonable. Alexander stared at George incredulously, as if he was the one who’d been ratted out by their superior. He looked over to you, and despite your seemingly calm stature there was nervousness in your eyes that spoke otherwise. Not wanting to lie, Alexander nodded almost apologetically to confirm. You felt your shoulders sag. Had you been too lax when you discussed about pretending with other disguised women? Or had you been too loud when you were rambling to yourself in your own tent? You feared what was next to follow, but if there was someone who bore evidence of your secret, then it was better for you to speak the truth.

“I apologize for deceiving you, sir,” you conceded, dropping your head. “I am more than willing to accept the punishment for my actions.”

“Funny, I figured you’d know enough the consequences of having more liquor than the daily rations you’re given.”

“Wh... what...?”

You tried to wrap your head around the new information. Liquor... daily rations... was that what General George Washington accusing you of this whole time? “Or is the excess whiskey your secret to your fearlessness after all?” George mused teasingly, and you shot up straight when it finally registered to you. “No sir, that would be my low sense of self-preservation,” you answered hurriedly, jokingly. Thankfully for you, George chuckled at your banter.

“Well, don’t think of dying too early, young man,” George advised lightheartedly.

“Wouldn’t dream of it, sir.”

The tight feeling that was mentally suffocating you the whole time released your entire being. “Though, if it’s any assurance, my stash of vodka hasn’t really been consumed,” you informed. “If anything, I think the only time I made use of it was when I disinfected someone’s wound.” George sat up straight, a curious look flashing in his eyes.

“Is that so?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Who’d you heal?”

You paused, wondering if you should really say. “It was Lieutenant Colonel John Laurens.” You glanced up, noticing the inquisitive look both George and Alexander held. “If it’s any compensation for my troubles, I can offer some of my personal beverage. Surely, you’d like a shot,” you then offered, swiftly dodging the questions that might’ve followed your prior statement.

“And how will I know this is not a ploy to try on my good side, son?”

“Was I on your bad side this whole time, sir?”

“With the direction your letters were going, you might be at the tipping point of being so with the Congress.”

You laughed uneasily. “Rest assured sir, my offer is all in good faith.” George uncovered the mug that rested on the edge of his table, and you took that as the sign to approach. You pulled out your flask, which had been refilled from the much larger bottle that you were hiding in your tent (you wondered if someone that visited your tent before saw the bottle which led to the accusations), and poured a hefty amount into the mug, much to George’s pleasure. You waved to Alexander with the flask. “Do you want some too, Hamilton?” you asked him. Alexander stared at your flask, then to George, and then to his papers.

“Come on, son. It’s not everyday we have a little extra liquor,” George insisted, a welcoming smile on his face.

Alexander didn’t hesitate to come over to the table the second he got George’s approval. He brought his own cup, and you readily poured him almost the same amount as George. “Thanks, I needed this,” he sighed gratefully, the strong scent already wafting through his nose. The three of you shared a toast, and you took a nice, long swig from your flask. A satisfied growl emitted from each of you, the burning sensation running down your throat.

“Well sir, I should head out now,” you said quietly.

George nodded, and finally dismissed you. “Call the others back on your way out,” he ordered, and you gave a verbal confirmation before pushing one of the tent flaps open. You peered outside and saw that Lafayette and John were talking nearby. You headed to them, waving a hand to catch their attention.

“F/N! The General didn’t chew you out too much, I hope?” John teased.

You rolled your eyes. “Well, I got out alive,” you joked. “The General requests you guys and the other officials to return, by the way.” John chuckled, patting your shoulder as he passed by. Lafayette ruffled your hair before he and John headed out to look for the other officials that dispersed in the camp. You sighed and walked back to your tent, the clashing sensation of relief and anxiousness washing over you.

Your secret was safe... for now.

[queen--sherlock]

intimate nights -- chapter 1

chapter 1: washing up to the shore

hey guys! thank you SO much for motivating me to write aaa i haven’t written anything in almost four years so forgive me if im a lil rusty but i’ll do my best !! 🥺 i imagined this as ben!rog but can be just rog in any era but modern setting x actress!reader !! hehe

this short series would have around 10-ish chapters so i hope you guys enjoy! 🥺 here we gOOOOOO

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The Rising Queen of Hollywood,  ___________ is featured in a new heartache-inducing, bittersweet movie titled Intimate Nights partnered with Richard Jones as her leading man. Set in the beautiful  island of Santorini, ________ and Jones are expected to steal and break the hearts of many with heartbreak, lovemaking, and powering through rocky relationships.

Fans can also expect a regal musical score with the director of Intimate Nights revealing a once-in-a-lifetime collaboration with Queen’s drummer, Roger Taylor for creative input and other surprising musical acts to further entice you to watch this blockbuster in the making.

Intimate Nights is due for a release Valentines next year. “And … scene! That’s a wrap for Intimate Nights and we’re headed for post prod!”

The crew and all the actors celebrated for joy, culminating their year of hard work with the movie that is very much anticipated. The magnitude of anticipation grows every month as the release date comes closer and fans are eager to see _________ and Richard on screen.

“Hey, _____! That was fantastic, I can’t believe filming’s over!” Richard approached you and welcomed you in his arms, giving you a warm embrace. The both of you have shared a lot in the past year you’ve worked together, even getting paired up as a rumor which both of you quickly denied.

“I know, it all happened so fast. You were a great partner, it would be lovely to celebrate with everyone, too!” You said until Richard abruptly stopped hugging you with an excited look on his face.

“But you know what I’m more excited about? The drummer of Queen is going to post prod with us, he’ll be working on the musical score and I’m fucking pumped!”

Your heart almost jumped at the thought of getting to meet your lifelong crush, Roger Taylor. The infamous drummer of Queen has been collecting hearts ever since they rose to fame, collecting your heart was an easy task. Your rising fame does not change that especially now that you get to work with him indirectly.

       A few days has passed with the studio being slowly cleaned and sorted out after filming is done, you and Richard got called by the director to check out some scenes which you want to be included and others will be offered in the director’s cut. Being in the studio makes you a little drained and you got coffee for yourself and everyone else.

“Do you guys have any requests? Sugar? Cream?” You asked with collective answers that blurred along as you heard them, briefly taking notes who ordered what.

“Rog’s would be black, ______! He’s running a little late, ran into some LA traffic!” The director chuckled and made you blush as you ran off to the nearby coffee shop you always order from.

Taking your time with ordering and walking back to the studio hides the real reason why you’re not in a hurry to get back because you want to be presentable and composed the moment you see Roger.

“Ah, there she is!"

Richard announced which prompted the director and Roger to look at you, making you blush. The Roger Taylor is looking at you and is seating at your designated chair with your name on it.

“The lovely owner of this chair finally arrives with coffee, I can swear I am one step closer to heaven with the scent of beans from miles away.” Roger grins and helps you distribute the coffee to Richard and the Director. “It’s also a plus to be sitting in the chair of the most beautiful actress in this room.”

“Roger, I’m the only actress in the room right now.” You laughed and his grin widens.

“That’s perfectly fine by me!”

       After choosing the scenes that you want to include and can let go off in the movie, Richard excused himself to be able to attend to a previously planned appointment. Roger and the Director are busy thinking of the most perfect and fitting music scores in the climax wherein you started falling asleep. 

“__________?” Roger shook you awake, with a sorry smile on his face. He probably feels guilty now for waking you up but it’s perfectly fine by showing it with a smile and stretching it at the same time.

“Hey, I’m sorry for falling asleep on you guys. What happened?” You sat up and looked for the Director which was nowhere to be found and finding yourself covered with a jacket.

“If you’re looking for the Director then he actually went out a couple of hours ago, he forgot it’s their anniversary with their partner.” Roger chuckled and you shook your head because it is really something that sounds like the Director.

“Say, ________. Are you free for the night? My creative director won’t be coming in as well and I would really love to get a second opinion especially from someone heavily involved in the movie.” Seeing this as an opportunity to get to know Roger, you agreed. It is also a chance for you to see what you have missed out on when you got the chance to sleep which you have been lacking for the past few days.

Roger lead you back to the booth wherein you get to see the movie coming to life alongside some pieces he already made to accompany some specific scenes.

“I’m sorry for ending up falling asleep, getting to rest has been a task I need to catch up on.” You profusely apologized and Roger just smiled kindly.

“S'alright, the Director told me to let you sleep since the last few days of filming were quite hectic.” You couldn’t agree more, knowing that the last few days were tiring, emotional, and just wanting to finish the entire project which got everyone a little bit on edge. He went inside the studio and talked to you through the mic installed there.

“Can you hear me, love?” Roger’s voice boomed and you gave a thumbs up. “Splendid!”

The studio was where Roger was meant to be in. He moved gracefully in between speakers, stepped over wires languidly, handling instruments with utmost care and played it with precision. He is widely known as the drummer but he was obviously more than being behind the percussions. Roger is multitalented which he displays effortlessly inside the studio, playing the drums, the guitar, and singing a few lines to accompany the melody.

“You sound wonderful and sing beautifully, Roger!” You exclaimed with awe and he animates a very exaggerated bow which you laughed at. “Such a shame I’ve only heard you singing and playing the drums at the same time which pales the talent you have for singing.”

“Thank you, love. And call me Rog, please. Roger makes me sound way too old.” Rog chuckles and you smiled at him. Old? His barely grey locks looked amazing on him, his hair a little ruffled but it suits him just fine.

“Would you want to have a delivery for dinner? I am nearing starvation.” He teased with a pout, making you laugh. The atmosphere between you two completely light and friendly which is something you never expected. Truth be told, you expected him to be someone that the media portrayed him to be. According to media, Rog is the notorious Rockstar, always rambunctious in parties together with Freddie Mercury, the lead singer of the band, wild on the sheets, drummer with a temper, and just altogether a hot mess, literally and figuratively.

“Delivery? We can just get dinner in a restaurant. I know a place by the Bay—”

“Slow down, love. You want to dine me already?” Roger smirked and you smirked back in return. “You’re just shy I’m asking you first, Rog.”

Rog laughed wholeheartedly. He cannot believe you’re matching his game when other girls would just blush the living daylights out.

“You’re a delight, _________. As much as I would love to accept your offer for dinner, I need to practice and get the right tune for your movie.” He said apologetically and gestured at the studio. “That’s alright, we can just get Chinese takeout for now.” You said, instantly craving and already started ordering before Roger protested.

“You didn’t even ask if I like Chinese, love.”

“You don’t have a choice. What do you like?”“Fried rice, spring rolls and shrimp dumplings, please.”

        You spent the rest of the night listening to Roger playing around the instruments and responding to his questions which is a better tune or melody, the chords that sounds better, suggesting whether to focus on one instrument over the other, this or that and it goes on until it is almost midnight and you notice other offices in the entire studio compound closing already.

“Rog, it’s getting really late so I think we should start packing up.” You reminded him through the microphone and he looks up at you from the booth.

“What, that late already?” You started packing up, ensuring you won’t forget anything in the studio. Your chauffeur is also out of commission with him taking a leave for a month which means you only drive by yourself or walk to your apartment which is just a few blocks away.

Roger closed the lights and all the machines inside the booth and he grabbed his jacket from the couch that you were sleeping on this afternoon. The same jacket you woke up to.

“Oh! I didn’t realize that was yours, thank you for letting me use it.” You said and he rolled his eyes dramatically.

“I was forced to do so! Imagine a beautiful lady sleeping on the couch, she might get cold.”

You laughed, never imagining you will get a compliment from the Roger Taylor himself. A few weeks ago, you learned that you were going to meet your crush and music idol and even prepared for the day to come and when the day finally did, you were floored with how much you wanted to know him more as a person and eventually become friends.

“How are you going home, Rog?” You asked while the both of you cleaned the place up and throwing your Chinese takeout boxes and drinks.

“Oh! I brought my car with me, I got stuck in traffic, remember?” Roger said, “And you?”

“I’m just going to walk back to my place since it’s near.”

Roger whipped his head back to you so fast you can only laugh with the possible whiplash he would’ve gotten. “Are you dead serious? I’ll give you a lift!”

“I’m good, my place might even be out of the way for you and I wouldn’t want to impose.” You replied and he sighed.

“Alright, if you say so. Here, type your number on my phone so I can call you if you get to your flat safe.” Roger said and you were relieved that he didn’t even put up a fight to bring you home. Walking alone at night is relaxing but you have to admit, you did not expect to stay out this late in the studio and did not bring your car, besides, there’s a first time for everything. You typed in your number on Roger’s phone and saved it as “creative director 🤪”.

“What did you save your name as?” Roger inquired and you smirked. “Creative director with a wacky emoji for a little attitude.”

The both of you laughed as you slowly walked out of the studio and headed for the parking lot, wanting to see Roger off first before you go on your way. The mood was quite relaxing, the quiet comforted you both after hours spent inside the studio with blaring melodies of sorts, the gentle spring breeze giving a breath of fresh air as winter slowly fades, and a new found friend in each other’s company.

“Since I got your number already, let me give you a lift home.” Roger smirked which bewildered you. Here you thought he would’ve let you walk alone but the point of you typing your number was simply to have it.

“That’s not playing fair, Rog. I’m really fine to walk by myself.” You said and he crossed his arms, matching the smug look on his face.

“Like you said awhile ago and I quote, “You don’t have a choice.” Get in the car, love.”

You sighed. This might be the first time you’re walking alone late at night but you are admittedly scared as well but of course, you will not tell that. After a few seconds, you abide and get in the car with Roger laughing and saying to himself, “Gotcha, gotcha.”

The interior of Roger’s car was breathtakingly beautiful, not to mention it is already beautiful on the exterior. It is also well known that Roger loves his cars especially sport cars with beautiful, personalized interiors.

“Your car is beautiful, Rog. Thank you for giving me a ride despite me wanting to walk home.” You teased but still thankful nonetheless.

“Not another word about that, ______, it’s the least I can do for you staying out so late with me. Give me your address?”

You directed him to your apartment a few blocks away and he complimented what a wonderful place you got and a smart decision to stay near the studio to lessen the hassle.

“Yeah, I hate LA traffic and getting stuck in it is not a good experience. I was once late for almost an hour for a shoot! Funny thing is we were all late due to the traffic anyway.” You quipped and he laughed. That was one of the deciding factors for you to move closer to the studio and be a little nearer to the city lights. “Where do you live, Rog?”

“I have a mini house located by the beach, actually. Pretty great view at night but sometimes gets a little loud. It’s where I stay when I’m in the city.” Roger explained yearnfully, “Love seeing the sun rise and set, something London barely has.”

“What do you have?”

“Fog, fish and chips, pubs, and more fog.” He jokes and you laughed. Living in Los Angeles indeed have its perks such as the sunshine and occasional beach trips but it is something you cannot envision for the long run. It’s a beautiful city, no doubt, but the idea of eventually retiring and living somewhere a little more quiet is very much enticing to you.

“Well, I would trade to that for even just a day here. When summer comes in LA, it is very humid!” You complained and he laughed, shaking his head. While the both of you were talking, you just started to notice Roger’s Chinese takeout boxes were in the compartment near the gear stick.

“Rog, you didn’t get to finish your dinner?” You asked and surprised to see it was barely touched with only one dumpling and spring roll missing. “You must be starving!”

“Now that you mention it,” Roger said, he laughed and felt his stomach grumble, “I am famished.”

“You can go up to my place if you like, I can heat up your food for you and you can eat there. It’s the least I can do for you since you drove me home.”

“My, my, asking me out for a dinner date and then asking me to come over your place? I have to say, I am impressed. I haven’t met anyone like that before you, love.” Roger teased and you slapped his arm while laughing. “Keep your hands to yourself, love! I’m trying to make it home without crashing.”

The both of you still laughing as he pulled to the porch of your apartment. He is in awe as he sees the white expanse of the bungalow and the foyer space you have.

“Wow. You call this an apartment?” Roger said and you laughed since this was an expected response which always happened.

“When I bought the place, it was listed as is.” You replied and he shook his head and bewilderment. You were amused because he is acting like this is the most beautiful house he ever laid eyes on but from the both of you, it’s him that has already traveled the world and have been in lavish mansions.

“Your place is beautiful, _________.”

“You haven’t seen the river side and the view from the pool.” You joked and he laughed in awe. You had to bring down the window to acknowledge your guard gate and he waved at you after opening the gates.

The front façade of your house mainly consisted of steps leading to the house itself, beautified with bushes and flourishing wildflowers, and a staircase leading to the terrace facing the street. Once Roger parked his car outside the garage, you led him inside and he gets astounded one more.

“It’s bigger on the inside!” Roger remarked while looking around and you asked for his Chinese takeout box which you heat up for him as he goes on to observe more of the interior of your place.

“Rog, maybe you should go outside and wait for me there. It is lovely to eat out and the view is beautiful.” You recommend which he followed, walking outside through the doors you pointed out to him.

Placing his leftovers on a plate, you heat it up on the microwave while you scavenge for a snack so you can join Roger on your garden overlooking the pool and the river. You only hope you were there to witness his reaction to seeing the view but you knew that the man was starving and you could use some alone time as well.

You placed everything on a tray, got some water and headed outside wherein you saw Roger lounging by the pool, his shoes off and is set aside under the dining table nearby, his feet wading on the shallow part of the pool.

“If only I had known your flat would be this beautiful,” Roger said and emphasized on the word ‘flat’, “Plus getting served Chinese food from a beautiful lady? I would’ve looked for more ways to know you, _______.” 

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mini note I LOVED WRITING THIS SO MUCH HHHHH I LOVE CHANGBIN AAA MY LITTLE HEART CANT TAKE THIS PLS (also im sorry this is kinda short compared to my other oneshots and it escalates very quicky im sorry hhhhhhhHhh)

“oh, man, professor yoon, i really hate you right now,”

that’s the sentence that disturbs you from your interesting slumber. it wasn’t as if the person talking was loud or anything, truth be told, you had barely been sleeping, it was more of you drifting off slightly. but it’s still bad, considering the fact that the time is currently 12:28 in the morning. though, you suppose that one good thing about you being woken up is the fact that your finals had ended today and you didn’t have any classes tomorrow. (or today, really.)

the bad thing, however, is that your roommate (also known as the reason you’re now wide awake) has just one more final later on today, which is why he’s awake in the middle of the night in a desperate attempt to fit in some last minute studying.

your roommate is none other than seo changbin. he’s always been nice to you, despite that you two have only shared a dorm for a few weeks now. (he had been switched to your room after an incident came up with his old roommate, though you yourself don’t happen to know too much about the situation.) truth be told, though, the two of you haven’t ever talked much, which, quite honestly, saddens you a little. you’re sure that it’s not that he doesn’t want to talk to you or know you better, (that’s what you hope, anyway,) it’s just that your roommate seems to be a bit shy. and you’ll probably never admit this to him, but you find that fact incredibly adorable.

“seems like you’re having fun over there.” you speak, sitting up in bed as you stretch your arms out above your head. after you do that, you glance over to your roommate who’s eyes are so wide, they appear to be on the verge of actually popping out of his head. “o-oh, um.. did i wake you? i’m so sorry if i did, i didn’t mean.. that wasn’t my intention, i swear, i was just talking to myself, i didn’t realize it was so loud, i..” changbin rambles on and on, apologizing repeatedly.

you shake your head, brushing it off as you stand up from your bed. “nah, it’s fine. don’t worry about it.” you tell him casually, running a hand through your hair quickly before sighing. all of a sudden you’re moving towards you guys’ shared fridge, grabbing a chocolate milk to wake you up a bit more, considering that you’ve decided to just stay awake at this point. “so, late night studying? i get that.” you say, trying to start a conversation as you shut the fridge and move back towards your bed.

changbin nods slowly, a small twinge of a laugh falling out through his lips before he quickly covers it up with a cough. well, attempts to cover it up, anyway. you pause to think for a moment about what he could possibly be laughing at, when suddenly a thought hits you. immediately, you whip out your phone, opening up the front camera to see none other than a line of chocolate milk above your top lip. “changbin!” you squeal as you wipe it away with a napkin. “you didn’t even tell me that i had a milk mustache? and you laughed? wow, man, i thought we were friends,” you announce dramatically, crossing your arms to add to the joke.

changbin’s eyes widen in surprise once again. “no, wait, i’m sorry! i wanted to say something, but i didn’t want to embarrass you or anything, i swear! not to mention, you looked really cute that way, so..” the volume of his voice falls towards the end of his words, and his compliment to you is just barely above a whisper. luckily enough for you, though, your ears happen to be oddly amazing, which means that you heard everything he had said.

“you think i’m cute?”

changbin’s face flushes a bright red color, or at least that’s what it looks like, judging from his computer screen, since that’s the only light in the room at the moment. “i-i, um... i didn’t—i’m sorry, uh–“ you let out a giggle at his mumbles, causing changbin to go quiet. “you’re so cute when you’re flustered, binnie,” you compliment him, not even noticing the nickname that slips from your mouth. and even once you do notice that’s what you said, a small smirk just falls onto your lips while you watch the very adorable roommate of yours fall apart at your words.

“um, wow, i, uh.. thank you, y/n. i think you’re really cute too,” changbin murmurs out, nervously glancing down at the floor of your dorm. “i’m sorry i keep stuttering, i don’t mean to, talking with someone so perfect just makes me nervous, and um—oh god, i’ve said too much now, i’m so sorry.” now the two of you are matching with your blushing, as your own face has bloomed into a bright pink color at this point. you had never really been complimented much in your life, nonetheless ever been called perfect.

“changbin..?” you suddenly inquire, crawling across your bed and swinging your legs over the edge so you can face him. “can i, um.. i know this is gonna sound really sudden and random since we don’t really know each other too well, but uh,

i just thought about it, and uh.. can i kiss you?” you ask, and your roommate suddenly looks up in surprise from when he had been staring at the floor. “i just, i know it’s probably a really odd question, and you can say no, i won’t be offended or anything, i was just thinking about it—well, no, i’ve thought about it before, actually, but i don’t know, i just thought it was the right time to ask, but i can see now that it’s probably not, i—“ and now you’re the one who’s rambling.

and surprisingly enough, changbin’s the one who stops you from going on and on. but he doesn’t just shush you, or brush it off as you had only a few minutes ago. no, this time, he quiets you with a different method. instead, he quickly jumps up and moves to press his lips against yours.

you’re surprised, of course, but that definitely doesn’t stop you from kissing him right back.

[lostinyourears]

Masked Matches of May XXII : Abismo Negro, Cibernetico, CIMA & Electroshock vs. Hector Garza, Jushin Thunder Liger, Latin Lover & Octagon, Triplemania 8 Main Event, July 5th 2000

Video link to the match over at Youtube,

Part 1 (Mostly entrances) : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ndrhWJ3zhow

Part 2 : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1e3eEiZPq6Q

Cagematch page for this match/event.

Who’s Who?

Abismo Negro

Abismo Negro made his debut in 1987, though he wouldn’t really get wide recognition until arriving in AAA in 1992. Where he was a popular tecnico early on using the name Winners, working the first 3 Triplemania’s, the third being the biggest where he was featured on all 3 shows they ran for that years Triplemania. 2-5 were all multi night affairs over two or three nights each. 

In 1997 when he would adopt his rudo persona Abismo Negro. Whose signature entrance saw him blowing flames with an aerosol can. Despite being popular as Winners in the early 1990′s AAA, he never held a gold in the company. That would change as Abismo Negro, gaining the Mexican National Middleweight Champion and the Mexican National Tag Team Champion (with Electroshock as Los Vipers). The latter of which he was holding for a second time at the time of this match, Electroshock of course is also in this match.

It also should be noted, that while he lost his mask as Winners, at this time he was 1-0-0 as Abismo Negro shaving Tha Panther(not the same young man who works in CMLL now and was probably a child at the time in 200).

Sadly Abismo Negro’s life was cut short in 2009 when his body was found in a river near the town of El Rosario, Sinaloa. Reportedly, he was on a bus and demanded to be let off at 1 a.m. in the morning and was found the next morning having apparently drowned. He was only 37 at the time and was survived by his wife and four children. AAA paid tribute to him in the months following his death.

Cibernetico 

Cibernetico made his debut in 1992 in UWA before that promotion shuttered in 1995, he used the names Espiritu Negro and Urko. After that he made his way to AAA where he worked under the name Cibernetico primarily until 2015 when he left the company and went to CMLL for a short stint in 2016 where he would be featured in their Incredible Pairs Tournament going so far as to make it to the finals where he teamed with Caristico vs Mistico/Mephisto. Since then he has been working mostly independent dates in Mexico. 

Cibernetico has been in many teams over his years in AAA both when he was masked and after. It’s too many to really cover here, but as mentioned he was in Los Vipers at the time and tag team champions with Abismo Negro. 

Cibernetico had also held a number of singles titles by this point ; WWA World Heavyweight Championship, Mexican National Heavyweight Championship and the AAA Campeon de Campeones Championship. The last of which he was holding for a 2nd time. It’s a bit of a forgotten belt that was the precursor from 1996-2005 to AAA’s current Mega Championship. The original AAA Campeon de Campeones though never getting as big of a shake. Only having 7 reigns and 3 of those were Cibernetico. At this point he had won no Luchas de Apuestas and would end up losing his mask in one a few years later. At this point still wearing his black gear and mask. 

Electroshock

Making his debut in 1992, he would initially work for CMLL under the name Ultimatum before making the jump to AAA in 1997 where he would start as Schizophrenia until in September he would make his debut as Electroshock in the Hannibal Lecter like mask.

At this point Electroshock had only held 1 belt, the Mexican National Tag Titles twice with Abismo Negro as Los Vipers which all three of these AAA talents were in together. Ciima being the odd man out in this Atomicos team.

Like Abismo Negro, Electrico at this point won one Luchas de Apuestas when in 1997 he shaved the head of Danny Boy. He wouldn’t have much luck in his career when it came to Luchas de Apuestas.

While more common for Puro talents, Electro shock is one of few luchadors who dabbled in MMA, but this was before he tried his hand in that in 2003. He would continue to work in AAA until in 2015, since then he has been mostly in IWRG and past that he has been in other indies too. 

CIMA

Junior to all the talents featured CIMA made his debut in 1997 just a few years prior to this match. The promotion he would be most well known for didn’t even exist in 2000 and that of course would be Dragon Gate. He did work for the precursor companies though Toryumon Mexico and Toryumon Japan. As the last one to hold the Último Dragón Gym Championship, CIMA was also chosen to be the first Open the Dream Gate Champion when that company launched in 2004. Where he has worked primarily since, being a pillar for that promotion.

He had won the Distrito Federal Trios Champion(with Judo Suwa & Sumo Fuji) and the IWRG Intercontinental Welterweight Champion at this point in Mexico both as Shiima Nobunaga though he had dropped both those at this point. He would go on to become one of the most decorated people in Dragon Gate if not the most. He would even hold the UWA World Trios titles which were used by Toryumon from 2001-2005 and are still used by the WRESTLE-1 Promotion. 

Dragon Gate is famous for it’s factions and at this time Cima was in his 1st of the 10 he’s been in over his career there which was called Crazy Max. I won’t pretend to know all that much about it, but it seemed like it was worth noting. He’d go on in Dragon Gate to win the Open the Triangle Gate Championship 12 times, so is more than decorated as a team wrestler as well as a singles star.

Beings so influenced by Lucha Libre it’s no surprise that Cima actually does have a Luchas de Apuestas record, but in 2000 he had not yet been in a lucha de Apuestas match. 

Hector Garza

Making his debut in 1992, where he worked briefly for CMLL then made the jump to WCW in 1997 until in late 1999 he made his way to Mexico to work for AAA. This would have been fairly early in his AAA career, about 20 matches or so into working for the company. Then he’d go back to CMLL in 2005-2011, working his final year 2012 in AAA before he passed away in 2013 at the young age of 43, from lung cancer. His nephew continues to wrestler as Garza Jr.

At this point Garza had captured the UWA World Middleweight Championship, CMLL World Trios Championship, and was literally days away from capturing the Mexican National Tag Team Championship with Perro Aguayo Jr. I realize Hector Garza comes out with belts here, but I don’t really know what belts they are so I apologize for that. 

Unlike everyone else thus far Hector Garza had a fairly impressive Luchas de Apuestas record 6-0-0 which was a who’s who of Lucha Libre like El Brazo, El Satánico(x2), Bestia Salvaje, MA-1 & Pirata Morgan. So all 3 OG Los Infernales members and both El Brazo and Bestia Salvaje. I really don’t think any of those names listed could be considered less than legends even when he took their scalps throughout the 1990′s. 

Latin Lover

Making his debut in 1992(I’m sensing a theme here), initially working breifly for CMLL/UWA before making the jump to AAA. He’d work AAA until 2010 and would sue them with some other talents over the use of the name Latin Lover. With the talents case being that since they worked as these names for more than a decade they should be able to use them outside of AAA. He then worked outside of AAA for a year or two as just Latino before retiring.

When he briefly retired due to injury in 2006 it was due to having to have an eighth knee surgery since his debut in 1992. This would also correlate with his 2005 win in a the inaugural  Bailando por un Sueño a reality TV dancing show that is a tournament format. He won that billed as Latin Lover since he was a minor celebrity thanks to his wrestling career. He has since been in a few television shows having supporting roles in both Que Bonito Amor and La Tempestad since retiring fully in 2012. I’m not going to go down a Spanish Television wormhole, but if you want to this might be a good starting point.

Latin Lover was more of a 1990′s competitor with the 2000′s being more of his wind down. At this point Latin Lover had been Mexican National Tag Team Champion twice, then Mexican National Light Heavyweight and AAA Campeon de Campeones and lastly the Mexican National Heavyweight Championship which he was holding at this time and was his last title

Latin lovers luchas de apuestas record was 8-1-0 with an additional 6  wins that didn’t have a date so may have been before or after this. One of these wins being a hair vs hair with Winners, who was now known as Abismo Negro back when he was a handsome babyface as well. 

Octagon 

Octagon made his debut in 1981 working mostly with EMLL as well. He didn’t become the Octagon character until the late 1980′s though when Octagon came to EMLL booker Antonio Pena with the idea of incorporating his legit martial arts training into a character. Octagon was the name based on the Chuck Norris film of the same name. This character took off and become a big hit. Octagon being in a couple of movies in the early 90′s which had become rare as the height of luchador movies had ended in the 70′s. Octagon was also of course sorta a proven gimmick as both Kung Fu and Kato Kung Lee had success, but most would agree that in the 30 years since Octagon debutted, that he has eclipsed both men’s success with his take on the gimmick.

Octagon at this point had captured and lost :  Mexican National Trios Champion (with Atlantis and Mascara Sagrada), Mexican National Middleweight Champion(x3),  AAA World Tag Team Champion (with El Hijo del Santo), and Mexican National Trios Champion (2x) (with Rey Misterio Jr. and Super Muneco). 

We covered him unmasking Huracan Ramirez(II) since then he also shaved Bestia Negra I, then La Pareja del Terror(Eddie G and Art Barr) with his tag partner El Hijo del Santo and also unmasked Jaque Mate and Black Shadow II.

Octagon would become the posterboy for leaving EMLL for AAA when that company launched. Antonio Pena walking out to form AAA with Octagon and many talents following him. Octagon is famous for being the hold out. Working strong with AAA even after the peso crashed in 1997 and most people left AAA. Octagon stayed being put in their HoF in 2011. Though strangely Octagon left AAA 2014 and sued them for money owed. Even working with CMLL again in 2017 after leaving the promotion 25 years earlier… a sight literally no one thought we would see.

Jushin Thunder Liger

Made his debut in 1984, Liger and Tiger Mask were both NJPW trying to do lucha and both were successes. Though while Tiger Mask is more a sucess of a gimmick with the 1st being a flash in the NJPW pan. Jushin Thunder Liger would be the Junior ace of NJPW for most the the 1990′s and by a large margin is considered the most successful character of that division and probably the company as a whole. Having an iconic red and white look. Though in this match he is wearing all black which is also a cool look for him. 

One of the most decorated talents on the planet. It all started when he held the World Mid-Heavyweight Champion which he held using the ring name Fuji Yamada(which isn’t his real name Keiichi Yamada). That would be only title not using the Liger name he would use most of his career. The over the 90′s(& 1989) Liger would capture the IWGP Junior Heavyweight Championship a staggering 11 times the last of which was towards its end when this match happened. 

Also in the 90′s he would capture the WCW Light Heavyweight Championship, MPW British Commonwealth Junior Heavyweight Championship, War International Junior Heavyweight Tag Team Championship(With El Samurai), War International Junior Heavyweight Championship, Super-J cup 200 in M-Pro and IWGP Junior Heavyweight Tag Championships(with Great Sasuke). 

Jushin Thunder Liger unmasked Pegasus Kid and Tiger Mask III at this point both of those happening in the early 1990′s. Liger is a legend and the 1990′s is when he became one so by 2000 and this match happening he was already very much a HoF talent. As mentioned this was the time of his last IWGP Junior Heavyweight Championship reign as he wouldn’t be as much of a main eventer into the 2000′s. 

How is the match?

Great, we are on a roll of great matches. I came into this not thinking it would be all that much to write home about. I was pretty wrong though. While I don’t think this was a 5 star match or something I’d call the greatest of all time, I did really enjoy it. The atomicos format is woefully underused in CMLL, even if I do prefer 3 on 3. It’s probably sacreligious to say and I don’t watch enough to probably compare fairly but, this feels sorta like a Dragon Gate match. Maybe if Dragon Gate and AAA or CMLL ran a show with Dragon Gate. 

My main complaints with this match isn’t with anything that happens in the ring and is more about the booking. This 4 vs 4 with nothing on the line just doesn’t have the stakes or feuding in it to really feel like a main event of the yearly supercard., even if it is stacked with Hall of Fame level talent. To top that, Jushin Thunder Liger winning seems a little strange when the match has 6 AAA guy’s who could take the rub back to Mexico and AAA. 

It’s one of those things where in hindsight of course I’d do it this way or that way. Even back at the time I don’t know how much most fans would be for a 4 vs 4. Triplemania hasn’t been a stranger to multi-man main events, but many of those have a hook like a cage or No DQ or something. It would have been nice to see a title or mask on the line here, but even without this is a fun fast paced match with some cool spots. Even before Dragon Gate shined a light on him, you can see Cima working well here even if he is teamed with and working vs people who aren’t his Toryumon peers. 

Fun match all around with the program the teased between Abismo Negro and Jushin Thunder Liger came to fruition. As far as I could tell it didn’t, but there were more matches on this tour so maybe they did something with it in the dates that happened after this Triplemania VIII card. 

Highlights :

Abismo Negro, Cibernetico, CIMA & Electroshock vs. Hector Garza, Jushin Thunder Liger, Latin Lover & Octagon, Triplemania 8 Main Event, July 5th 2000