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I was reading your Hawkeye aroace posts, and I don't get one thing (I'm asking here because I couldn't find the answer on the internet). Isn't an aroace a person who's both aromantic and asexual - that's how I always saw it and how the internet says it is? It confuses me because what you're describing seems to me like just aro, not ace. Or at least I understantd it so. Could you explain what you exactly mean? Not the reasoning, that I understood, the point itself.
I personally don't agree with him being either at all, but I'd still like to understand your point fully.
I mean it's a headcanon, and the thing with hcs is that nobody has to agree with anything to enjoy it, vs saying "and due to my analysis I have proved that Hawkeye is aromantic asexual and now you have to disprove it, for there can be only one Correct Read," this isn't a thesis that I have to defend, I just like it
I also read him as bi and as gay
and I MOST often actually read him as fluidly moving between all of these categories at different points in his life, because so much of what queerness has always been is embodiment and Hawkeye as a character is incredibly fluid in how he presents himself just from situation to situation -- and he'd never use any of these words to describe himself, necessarily (maybe homosexual as per the de jour, or "one of those" if he's being a bit sassy)
mainly I just say it because of projection
vibes
enjoyment
one could argue that there are definitely intuitive directions towards aromantic, considering he's a rare leading character who approaches love like - to quote alan alda - "it's a bad cold."
I also enjoy it (and have been trying to write a post about this) because of the very underexplored roles that aromantic asexuality (either apart or in some messy way together) play thematically in narrative -- there are very very few characters who are ever stated as either, never mind both, but there are a few who are heavily coded this way, and tend to take on certain roles (some of these roles overlap with gay and bisexual thematic roles, because after all, it's transgressive and so often it's villains or otherworldly characters) -- there's the psychopathic "cold" serial killer, sometimes confirmed to not be interested in anyone romantically and/or sexually, sometimes just... not with anyone, sometimes it's sex absent of love that's depicted as transgressive enough to kill, etc. there's dandyish asexual men, which this article goes into historically, and to lean into the dandy, there's the fairy (puck, ariel), the sprite, the ethereal being so inhuman (and often maliciously childish) that love and sex are confusing to it - then also on that note, the android (and here I go on a whole star trek tangent aaaaand stop myself) who needs to "learn" love-and-sex (always together) to become properly human
literally just watched "wings of desire" yesterday and I thought it was fantastic, but wish that the ultimate desire that the angel-who-wishes-to-be-human had was not... romantic love (which one gets the feeling is being conflated with sexual desire as well)
you may have noticed the thread that moves between all of these, and there are a couple of examples that do allow someone to be human, such as Jughead in Archie, who I believe is canonically aroace? (rather than solely one or the other)
but to focus on the examples (and I believe Jughead fulfils this role at times as well), something interesting about aroaceness as thematic purpose, is that it creates observing characters. they often comment on strange rituals of love and sex, or actively feel disgusted by those rituals. they problematize the two, along with many other social rituals (overlap between nd behaviours and aroace), and the act of being human with it. at their most interesting they're the characters who can see the narrative itself and often fight against the world they're in
Hawkeye is a character who sees the narrative. he's - more than any other (although of course everyone has this role at some point or other in the story) - able to comment on the rituals of the narrative, the surreal horror of it all, the comedy-as-defence (comedic characters as aroace is also one of my favourite reads, because the comedy makes the narrative meta)
now as for “As A Character,” yeah, he does have sex, and he does express desire for sex, and that is once again where questions of enjoyment come into it. I simply like the idea of imagining a Hawkeye who -- as savvy as he is -- is constantly rubbing awkwardly against the expectations put on him. and of course... plenty of asexual people have had sex or still do have sex
In terms of Hawkeye specifically, as a man living in the early 50s during the show, I think a lot about this post about hermeneutical injustice and asexuality
I also consider the sheer lack of asexual characters depicted in narrative, and the overall belief that asexuality in particular is "boring," while aromanticism is still in fullblown “????” for many people, and how that affects narrative over and over, so there's an echo chamber of characters doing things that are simply being done because that is what one does (hand-in-hand with heteronormativitiy). and so we look for how asexuality and aromanticism appear in other ways, for example through the one character who doesn't seem to play (Charles), or through what thematic spaces they inhabit
as inspired by the real life spaces we inhabit: that is, extremely transgressive, often completely unknowing that this was an option unless already deeply in the queer community, occupying an intense tension between what expectations we fulfil and what we can't (ex. at different times in my life before I knew of either aro or ace I was viewed through other peoples' eyes as running out of time to have sex, running out of time to have romance, a lesbian, bi, etc. and I had to run with whatever worked best with the information I had and make choices that weren’t right, but weren’t the most wrong -- to translate this to Hawkeye as both aro and ace, he's consistently existing in a tension of when-will-he-have-a-romantic-relationship and consistently playing the role of but-I-swear-I-do-like-women-see-I-have-sex-with-them-and-so-eventually-I-will-find-romantic-long-term-love, but noticeably less-so as the show goes along -- this tension is played as much within himself as with other characters)
So seeing relationships from the outside and turning the rules over in our heads to see what parts we want to/are forced to keep or discard or subvert -- for above tension reasons, for safety reasons, or simply for fun
some thematic spaces that he inhabits: Hawkeye is a dandy, he is genre-savvy, he is bad at playing by social rules to greater and lesser extents, (but I read him as actually trying more than people on the show give him credit for (the fact that he occasionally starts a food riot or crashes a peace talk or blows up a tongue depressor tower is often framed in-show as wilful noncompliance and revolt feels often more about him hitting breaking point and impulsively acting out, rather than scheming)) and sexuality is one of the biggest social rules, I really don't think allosexual people understand just how intensely that expectation exists, and how knottily it's tied to romance -- sex-and-romance-and-marriage (or romance-and-then-sex-and-then-marriage... OR romance-and-then-marriage-and-then-sex, but the point is it’s so very linked and Hawkeye is already breaking one rule by having sex outside of marriage, but then, to what extent can one break the rules before one is sanctioned for it? what rules are so intrinsic to society’s structure’s that to even consider breaking them is beyond the realms of imagination?
and I think about later seasons Hawkeye who every so often has a date and nothing comes of it -- there's a misunderstanding, or he gets tricked, or she's simply going out with someone else instead and it's all a pale imitation to early-seasons Hawkeye's "famous" sexual ventures (RIP to Hawkeye being murdered that one time by Charles calling him a "third rate Lothario") and how that's also the narrative interacting with him and with us -- which adds another layer of reading asexuality as trauma response, asexuality as “now I can get away with it, because now my hair is grey and the expectations of sex can be minimised because of trauma and the inherently non-normative physical space we’re in” asexuality as lack of libido, asexuality as connected to aromanticism (his last “real” romantic endeavour was... I cannot remember off the top of my head, was it Kyung Soon? I say this, possibly s11 will provide another example)
The thing about reading Hawkeye as aromantic and asexual, is that it poses a question: what does it add of interest to the character that recontextualises his actions? (also if it’s me: “is it thematically coherent/does it have thematic precedence?” because I like working with Themes)
and in my opinion, it adds a great deal of interest -- above is just scratching the surface. I tangentially touched on neurodiversity-as-related-to-aro-aceness, but didn’t really talk much about it (rules and rituals). I talked about how asexuality is so unknown, so misunderstood, so underconsidered that it's not beyond the realms of possibility for someone to go through the motions for years and for those motions to be a great performance.
I’m also thinking about Hawkeye-and-gender-as-relates-to-aro-aceness, in the ways all of the above also apply to enforcing and subverting masculinity (a man is always ready to have sex and always initiates sex, for example) and I haven’t said a single word here about kink and the way asexuality relates to that and discovering new forms of agency, either as something interesting to explore about Hawkeye as a whole, or as a post-war Hawkeye who relates differently to his own body -- and the kink is a very important part of how I read him under this header!
and on all of above note I’m thinking about aroaceness and closeness and relationships and how you navigate wanting to be close to people -- and be physically close to people -- without being able to communicate what you want
but in the end
I simply enjoy it. I think it’s neat.
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Meet the Mun.
ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ ᴍᴜꜱᴇ(ꜱ) ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ?
Kagota, Leandros, Aceline, Cettra, Saiki, Astra, Apollo, and Kalistratos are actually older OCs of mine I hadn't written or even looked at in years - But as soon as @yoroiis gave me a reason to pick them back up? Oh I wasn't gonna let that chance pass by! <3 They fit into a GI verse WAY too well and I love them - And it's made Kag a very main, front muse for me and strengthened all their characters so much, I love it <3
As for the others... I wouldn't say I picked them up so much as they chose me. Kyros was an idea put into my head by @waltzofphoenix who wasted no time in making himself a fully fleshed out dork, and Rosalee quickly followed suit. Ayaka and Yoimiya just kindda parked themselves in my head and decided they live there now and are upcoming muses as a result, Adria has always king of been there but is a direct result of fleshing out Saiki's store more than it ever was, and Lumine... Lumine I decided I was picking up as soon as I started playing the game - I love her sass and personality, and how she gets along with everyone around her. I had other, more personal reasons I won't get into too that Kasa alone knows about, and I'd like to keep those reasons to just Kasa, but it's safe to say Lumine is a special kind of muse for me.
...Tl;dr: I blame Kasa in general for getting me into the game to start with. XD
ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ?
Cheating plots, severely one sided antagonistic stuff (i.e. when Muse A treats B like shit for no reason and does nothing but constantly antagonize them for absolutely no reason than they thing it's funny even though nothing else is going on at all, and both muse A and their mun expect B and B's mun to just treat it like a joke, they're being funny you're overreacting if you're not laughing too - It's not funny after a while, stop and do something else other than treat B like something to shit on constantly), horror and violence just for the sake of having horror and violence included in something/no other reason than 'just because', and making everything nsfw/a trauma dump. There's a time and a place for everything, and when something like "what's for lunch" is replied to with a neverending string of sexual comments/jokes or starts a complete trauma dump, or gets my muse shit on just for the sake of treating them poorly, I'm out so fast - Especially if I haven't given permission or shown I'd be okay with this beforehand. I've been through enough really toxic situations in the RPC, and I'm not looking to repeat them.
ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ?
I really like to do softer things! I do like angst and more serious topics, but I also love just letting the muses vibe with their loved ones, hang out, spend time together... It's refreshing, especially in a game like GI where there's so much going on on the heavier side of things? Let Kag just hang out with her loved ones for a while. Let Lumine spend time with friends and not have to worry about the next major threat, etc? Though all the same, I do also love doing the serious topics, too! The world isn't always all fun and games, after all~
ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ?
Usually they're things I've been thinking on for a while and got hit with a breakthrough, or they're a sudden realization - Knight and Kasa both often get me on the trail of thinking about things super easily even without trying, and they're also the ones who end up listening to me meta and HC all over the place like crazy until I can refine it into a postable HC. XD A lot of them though fall under sudden realization and end up formed out of threads and discussed plots, though!
ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ɪɴ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴏʀ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ?
Both, depending on the day, time, and my mindframe! I usually prefer silence, but I'm also prone to putting on some music that doesn't have lyrics to write to, too - Anything with lyrics tends todistract me and make me want to focus on them, instead. XD
ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇꜱ ᴏʀ ᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ?
Both~ For the most part I wing it, but I also plan even just a little bit a lot, too - A lot of the time it's a simple turning to my partner and pointing out "so I'm thinking-" to see their opinion, make sure I've got everything in my head straight, and that I'm not going to totally throw a plot off the rails, but for the most part past that, it's totally winged. I love just setting the muse down and letting them go, and that's how my replies are done! <3
ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ꜱʜɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ?
I do, very much so, love shipping! However, I've had a lot of really horrible experiences with it ranging from unpleasant into really, severely toxic, and as a result I've gone fully, exclusively single shipped with @yoroiis. It's been far more comfortable to keep romantic shipping to incredibly close friends I know super well and who know me just as well in return, and I've been a lot happier since making this move. <3
ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʟɪᴀꜱ/ɴᴀᴍᴇ?
Lita, Pom, or Pomberry! I've also been called Pompom and Pomsky - which is actually the full form of Pom, it's just been shortened over time - but to be fair, I also answer to a 'hey you!'. XD I'll reply to any of the mentioned three, though, so hit me with any of them~!
ᴀɢᴇ?
Over 30~
ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ?
October 13th~ <3
ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ(ꜱ)?
Purple, dark green, and probably a little mid-ranged blues in there too-
ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴏɴɢ(ꜱ)?
I was a kid in the 90's, so I'm pretty sure that says a lot. XD Even now, I really love most songs by NSYNC and Backstreet Boys, especially Space Cowboy, Bye Bye Bye, Shining Star, and Shape of My Heart, but I also absolute adore Lindsey Stirling's music and can always be caught by Shatter Me and Roundtable Rival. There's also Breaking Benjamin's I Will Not Bow, too - I do a lot of loving songs and less so specific singers or groups, so I could go on for forever if we let me here. XD
ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ?
Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 when it happened to be on TV~
ʟᴀꜱᴛ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ?
Jeopardy, I think? Unless DVDs count, then an episode of Stargate Atlantis while it was on in the background-
ʟᴀꜱᴛ ꜱᴏɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ?
Drive Myself Crazy by NSYNC <3
ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰᴏᴏᴅ?
It's a toss up between meatloaf, chicken tetrazini, and bbq ribs <3 Bubble tea is pretty great too I'm finding! <3
ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ?
Anything other than summer. XD I live in a place where it's pretty warm year round and summer is hot and humid as all getout, and I would trade it so fast for a good spring or fall, and especially for a nice, snowy winter!
ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ?
@yoroiis / @honorisen, @waltzofphoenix, and a wonderful friend no longer in the tumblr RPC <3
Tagged: Stolen from my other blog~
Tagging: Grab it! <3
#Out Of Poms [OOC]#Figured I'd do it for here too XD#Even tho I did it on my other blog - WHY NOT XD#Honestly a lot of my OCs here are older ones I made for series I'm not in the fandom for anymore?#Or were just shells of characters and GI gave me the chance to flesh them out#The canons I fully blame Kasa for and love her and them <3
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It’s 22 Sept 2023.
We used to call these Confusions and Complications. They’re interchanges, with lots going on because so many permutations exist within that space. I used to call the effect ‘bouncing’ because you approach on a thread and suddenly you realize you’re somewhere else. This is the basic issue which prevents people from being able to address their problems: they literally bounce off them. You can tell by how much they displace and how they displace.
And I just ended up in a horrible place in which there was a bait and switch. There was a clear entrance to that cave, through analogy to immediate connection and thus concern to a sudden flip. And it hits like a thud, and I’m sitting here trying to find where the weakness is, which is my attractiveness to mine own self. That’s interesting because I’m much further along with that than I ever expected to be. I can see many more ideals in my body, posture, and face. I really liked my hair, so of course I cut it and I like it now too because I wanted to open up my forehead. I’ve been noticing that lately, so I sort of knew it was coming. You’ll be pleased to know I largely stayed out of the way and let him do his thing. Showered and used a little shampoo. I wanted it clean enough to form naturally into the kind of hair bundles my head normally produces. That’s what I want to bring out more. Just checked: found that I can get behind ideals from both perspectives. Get behind is literal: I have to shift the Observer to the side so the various iterations of me necessary to get a clear view of the ideal line up.
That literally says there are multiple representations of me and these line up to generate a clearer approximation of Triangular. Felt like that rings the bell. Uh-oh, approximation of Triangular means IL. So that’s the idea hidden in there. Representations of myself count, and since they count, they count to the IL at any moment, meaning they generate within whatever is visible to me. That means I could have a highly distorted view of myself, like with anorexia or pathological shyness.
Have to interrupt regular programming to say there should be a place for Jewish tacos. Smoked whitefish tacos are insane. And all those other dishes, like Jewish brisket and kreplach, all fit to taco forms. Must be places like this. And I made rice with cut up firm tofu, Korean spicy paste, Korean pickled radish in ‘sauce’, scallion, and 2 eggs. Truly delicious. I love the fruity tangy spiciness.
Chasing the highs. It is an addiction. Was it worth the wait? Yes. I really only started to feel that way for sure recently, when I realized the ideas I’d thought were excuses were actual explanations. Like that this held me in a state of Confusion, preventing me from being able to focus taking the simple steps necessary to avoid the condition I’m in now. I can blame myself for doing that, but I look at what it is I’ve been doing, and thus where that impulse comes from, and I see that this has been very good for me. And I see my actions as having been Triangular to those impulses, meaning their needs arranged my needs to fit.
But that raises the question: why am I wrong so often about what I infer locally, meaning in this life, in whatever context I’m thinking or being or considering? I accept I’m correct in essentially all aspects of describing the inclusive concept of HC. But I’m wrong all the time. I can tip over putting on a sock if I don’t transfer perspective to the necessary side. I wouldn’t be dealing with foot and knee and hip, etc. pain if I hadn’t barefoot kicked a chair.
It isn’t merely local permutations. I have no clue what will happen in the world. My guesses are often wrong. I used to tell my kids that advice is a coin flip: I may be correct or I may be wrong. Contexts change. I change. We can explain why things change: it’s a consequence of the construction of D3-4 existences or Things. We are all D3-4 Things, both tObject and iObject.
I can see why I’m wrong, given the number of permutations involved. But you understand this runs deep, that it makes me question how this works: what am I correct about when it comes to you? Do I know you as deeply as I feel? That’s not a belief. That’s a statement: is what I feel about you true?
I remember when I stopped working on my first real draft of this work. It ended with the binding together of 2 Things in what I remember calling TC. I remember spending a lot of time trying to understand why this wasn’t the same as LC, which is 2 specified Things each in IC, which constructs the 4 versions, and which eventually allows us to put 2 Things into the ++ quadrant. I think delving into that link would be useful, since it happened fast in my head. The 4 versions map to the quadrants, and that is true for any Thing. If we place more Things within ++, then we use rotational adjustments to differentiate. And I mean literally that we differentiate along the adjusting path which distinguishes this from that out of all the paths which can be made, and thus out of all the paths which can not be made (localized to be sensible of course). So we can have a - - and a -+ and a +-, and these appear fundamentally but generate infinite typing and then variety within, within, within.
What I saw with TC is really then a binding which creates the versions of CM64 which fit within CM100, which means that can bind over to another Thing, not merely across Between 2T but across to another 2T. That 2T needs explanation: let’s say that I have a choice of paths, it isn’t that I take the less traveled path but that I stay on it, and that ambiguity resolves into a choice of continue or not, maybe not at every step, but we can infer it to that point if I’m tired or something hurts. BTW, I had 0 pain walking yesterday. My right leg hit a new position which completely eliminated toe and knee pain.
I’m trying to say that 2T are built into any T, so the specification issue actually runs internally as well. Holy Cow that explains a lot. We can identity and fix a bunch of issue with that knowledge. HC is very functional notation. Yes, HC is the level at which TC makes sense!
I need to go for a walk. I’ve been ‘working’ for hours.
This approach to a line recreates the childhood dream of separation in which I made a barrier no matter how hard I tried to get through. It’s not possible to eliminate the ways in which a line exists. Think about life that way: it is possible to see where that line exists.
The concept of TC leads to interchange and wrapping of one around the other. Like Ivy.
What is TC in fCM? CM100 as the interface, so that means an IC because you have 2 perspectives through to the 2 sides which CM100 ‘fits’ Between. A CM100 sandwich.
This ends up saying CM100 because that’s a reduction from higher counting, same as below. And this is how you get switched from thread to thread only to realize what happened. It’s the math secret behind the concept of illusion. Love this.
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//stares into the void.
idk why it never occurred to me to think about the first time chro.m actually killed someone...there is saying i dont recall exactly and for who but when you take someone’s life it is not the same anymore, kind of thing. so yeah...having to do that at early age wowz. i mean..FOR SISTER! but yeah...im sure frederick did his best to prepare him and stuff for this moment--even maybe try to make sure he does not need to do any killing himself but hello someone is knocking on our doors and calling for war, yes you know who you are trash king, might as well send him the reckless youth called blueberrysunshine to kick his ass. the plot of awakening bye. well...until chapter 11
#⚔ooc.⚔ (faty speaks)#//rubs chin...i might work on that when i wake up....or something.#/me enough hcs focus on actual threads#//also me: BUT WHAT ABOUT THIS DUMB IDEA I WAS JUST INSPIRED BY GA.ME OR ANIMU EPISODE HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM#//gently slaps face.........end my pain and suffering..are we on this earth to suffer???
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can you do "dating tommyinnit includes..." hcs pls?? 🥺
This blog is soo TommyInnit heavy in terms of content and I have no idea how it happened! Regardless I hope you enjoy these!
Dating TommyInnit HCs
This boy is stubborn as hell and he is going to try his hardest to not seem clingy in your first few weeks dating. But once he finally either swallows his pride, or finally realises he doesn’t need to keep up appearances in front of you. He is always going to want to be holding you, or for you to be holding him.
There are plenty of instances in which you will simply be existing and trying to do your own thing and Tommy just comes you to you and hugs you. Usually from behind, resting his chin on your head and enveloping you. And if you continue to move around, he will just follow, clinging to you and waddling behind you. Whining that you should hug him back and that you don’t need to do whatever it is you’re trying to do.
If you ever want Tommy to take you on an official date you will need to tell him. This boy thinks that you guys chilling on the couch hanging out is enough of a date. But when you bring it up, he feels SO GUILTY. He scrambles to organise as fancy a dinner as he can as quickly as he can. So, you both agree to go on one traditional date once a month, because even you will admit you do enjoy the casual hangout dates you have.
Seeing as the two of you are still too young to live on your own together Tommy practically moves into your house. He only returns home when he has to stream, and his mother will just end up trapping him there and then he will text you begging for you to come over. So of course, you do.
You both study together, of course. Tommy is a smart kid, but everyone can always study a little more. So, the two of you set up at Tommy’s place practically covering the whole dining table with folders chock-a-block with notes. Tommy may be smart, but he is easily distracted, and you distract him the most. At several points, you are trying to explain something to him, and you watch as his eyes start to lose focus and he seems to stare straight through you. You give him a soft whack with your opened textbook, snapping him out of his stupor. “Back to reality, blondie.”
Tommy frequently falls asleep whenever the two of you are together, for this boy between school and streaming and YOU of course, sleep for him is hard to come by. Whenever you’re over at his place and notice that he’s super tired you will coax him into placing his head on your lap. You thread your fingers through his hair, softly scratching his scalp with your nails and he is asleep within minutes. Even if you’re not chatting with Tommy you know how much he needed this, and you’re happy to fall asleep along with him. A nap never hurt anyone.
You lose a lot of sleep while dating Tommy. This boy’s sleep schedule is whack and he will not hesitate to pull you down with him. Unless you pull him out of it with a strong tone and threats of some form of punishment. Otherwise, he is 100% going to have the two of you in discord speed running Minecraft until at least 2:30am ON A SCHOOL NIGHT OF COURSE. This leads to multiple occasions of you being on call and hearing Tommy’s mum burst into his room to start berating him for being up too late and being a horrible influence on you. You can’t help but cackle with laughter on the other end as Tommy cowers at his mother’s tone.
When you guys play Minecraft together, he truly assumes the protective role. This boy does not wander far from you, making sure you don’t get blown up by a creeper or spooked by an enderman. And whenever you ask him about it, “Keeping a close eye on me, hmm?” you will watch as he grows a bright red on your video chat. He tries his best to stutter out a response as you giggle to yourself. And if Tommy ever spots a creeper within two chunks of you he starts screaming at the top of his lungs and running towards you, “DON’T MOVE I’LL SAVE YOU!” which in your humble opinion is far scarier than any creeper explosion.
You usually end up screaming out of fear at him and he usually misses his attacks on the creeper and it explodes in his face. (sometimes he dies and makes you pick up his stuff as he pouts saying “I DIED FOR YOU I DESERVE A KISS!” Of course, you give him one) HOWEVER, when he doesn’t die, you tease him “Oh, my hero! What could’ve happened if you hadn’t saved me!” You can’t help but grin as he puffs his chest up out of pride, a smarmy grin on his face. “Heh. All in a day’s work!”
Tommy attempts to bake for your birthday. It does not go well. His mother tried her best to save the ‘cake’ he had made but even she was at a loss on how exactly he failed a boxed cake. All he had to do was add milk and eggs! That’s all! So, when it is plated in front of you, the dark charcoal showing through the haphazardly slapped on icing you smile at him and his mother grimaces at you. She knows you’re far too nice to say no to his ‘cooking’. So, in a stroke of genius as you begin to scoop up a piece to eat, she taps the table eyeing Walter by the doorway.
In response to the gesture Walter takes a running start and jumps up on the table, swallowing the piece of cake on your plate. Betty follows suit on the other side of the kitchen but instead, she goes for the cake itself, slobbering all over it in the process as Tommy screeches at them both to get off the table. His mother half-heartedly makes them get off the table, trying to hide her laughter as she does so. You silently thank her as Tommy’s back is turned and stand from the table, moving to your boyfriend to comfort him at the loss of his hard work. “It’s okay Tommy, how about we make another cake together instead?” Surely, you’ll be able to help Tommy make an actual cake this time.
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Smutty smut HC with any of your choosing from Haikyuu! When they discover you’ve gotten breast piercings 🥵🥵🥵. You asked for thirst, and I’ll deliver the thought!
Tsukishima, Kageyama, and Kuroo x s/o with nipple piercings (18+)
Thanks anon! I couldn’t choose just 1 so I’m doing 3 😇
Warnings: f!reader, teasing, nipple piercings, all characters adults
Tsukishima ◇◇◇
You’ve mentioned before that you want to get your nipples pierced, but Tsukishima always scoffs and tells you that you’ll never do it because you’re too much of a wimp when it comes to pain
So…that means you get to mess with him 😈
You decide to corner him after school, saying “Tsukkiiiii~ guess what’s different about me” while hugging him & making sure to press your chest into his
He usually wouldn’t play games like this, but he’ll do it for you. So he takes a look—it’s not a new haircut, is it? Tsukishima’s not good at noticing stuff like that. You’re wearing your uniform, so it couldn’t be an outfit
“Just tell me.” “No, you have to guess.” “Ugh whatever, give me a hint then.”
You’ll just hug him again, even tighter this time, and he’ll feel your perfect tits squishing into his chest. Are you not wearing a bra? You feel so soft. Except for…no way
“Did you get the piercings? You actually went through with it?”
Fuck, he wants to see. Even just thinking about your cute little nipples with bars through them is making blood rush south
Why did you have to tell him at school where he can’t do anything? You’re so devious. He’s got about fifteen minutes til practice starts, maybe that’s enough time to mess around?
But you’re not going to indulge him. You tug him down to your height by the collar of his shirt and kiss him on the cheek. “Have fun at practice, Tsukki ♡”
Damn it, now he has to do his best to make his hard-on go down before volleyball practice starts and the team sees. But it’s difficult when he can’t stop imagining your brand new nipple piercings…and your breasts…which leads to him fantasizing about your tits bouncing up and down while you ride him
Which isn’t great for his boner
You better be waiting for him after practice because he’s not feeling like waiting around to see your piercings in person ◇
Kageyama ✦✦✦
You won’t tell Kageyama that you got your nips pierced; instead, you’ll wait til the two of you have some privacy and tell him you have a surprise for him while holding up your shirt
As soon as he sees the brand-new rings hanging off your nipples, he will go completely silent for a few long moments. You’ll feel kind of insecure while he just…stares at you
Does he think they look weird? Maybe nipple rings aren’t his thing. What if you made a mistake and he thinks it’s ugly or something? You feel like you’re dying inside waiting for him to say something
Little do you know, Kageyama isn’t saying anything because his brain short-circuited as soon as he saw your piercings. The only thoughts going through his mind are something like: pretty…sexy…want to touch…
When you shyly ask him what he thinks, he’ll snap back into focus and tell you they look amazing
He’ll have lots of questions. When did you get them? Did it hurt? How much? Are they sensitive?
Oh really? They’re that sensitive? Is it okay if he…touches them?
Kageyama doesn’t want to do anything to harm you, and thinking about how much the piercings must have hurt makes him extra careful when he reaches out to rub over them with a feather-light touch
He loves the contrast between your velvety warm skin and the cool metal threaded through it
His touches will get bolder as you respond to them, and soon he’ll be cupping your breasts and rubbing and pulling you into his lap
Honestly, Kageyama has never been that into body modifications. He doesn’t really think piercings in general are sexy, but when they’re on you? He can’t stop touching them ✦
Kuroo ✷✷✷
You’ve had your piercings for a while before you started dating Kuroo, and you can’t wait to show him
The two of you haven’t done anything yet, but things are getting hot and heavy over the phone and Kuroo asks you to “send pics ;)”
So you take a real cute picture in front of your bathroom mirror with your top pulled up over your breasts, the hem of your shirt held up in your mouth between your teeth
He’ll read it immediately but it’ll take him a few minutes to respond
“holy shit”
“are your nipples pierced?”
“that’s so fucking sexy”
“you’re home alone rn right?”
When you tell him yes, he won’t reply and you’ll be kind of annoyed until a while later when you hear a knock on your door and it’s him, sweating and panting like he literally ran all the way to get there
“Can I see, can I see, can I see?”
Kuroo’s barely got the door closed behind him before he’s pushing your shirt up, exposing those pillowy tits tipped with metal bars that he wants to have in his mouth right now
God damn if this isn’t the hottest fucking thing he’s ever seen. Are you his bad girl? His little rebel? Jesus, he wants to see you in leather
But that’s gonna have to wait, because right now he’s entirely focused on giving those pretty nipples the attention they deserve
Kuroo will touch for a little bit but he’s so eager to taste you…the feeling of your skin on his tongue and the metallic taste of the bar piercing is so nice, it’s almost as good as the high-pitched begging noises you probably don’t even realize you’re making
It’s hard for Kuroo to stop himself while he’s sucking on your tits, but eventually he’ll just pick you up and carry you to your bedroom so he can check and see if you’ve got any other piercings he should know about ✷
#Kuroo Tetsurou x reader#Tsukishima Kei x reader#Kageyama Tobio x reader#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu!! x reader#the read more link is messed up sorry#lowkey want get my nips pierced now#Kuroo Tetsuro x reader#Kuroo Tetsurō x reader#hq x reader#hq!! x reader#haikyuu#haikyuu!!#hq#hq!!#haikyū#haikyū!!#Kuroo Tetsurou#Kuroo Tetsuro#Kuroo Tetsurō#Tsukishima Kei#Kageyama Tobio#haikyuu headcanons#haikyuu!! headcanons#hq headcanons#hq!! headcanons#smut
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ok gonna talk about windclan a bit
potentially the most important concept to me is the whole “windclan is the closest clan to starclan” thing thats mostly just author-said and barely textual. they do the whole sleep on the moor thing and the only actual dens that get built are the leaders med cats and the nursery....otherwise outcrops, dens, small caves and stable parts of tunnels are used as dens in cold weather alone. they sleep outside to dream of their ancestors and their communication is fairly legitimate
windclans particularly superstitious and they tend to point to a lot of things as being signs from starclan no matter how small...dreams are often a point of discussion between clanmates, cats are quick to call stuff like missed prey bad signs, leaders may look to starclan to decide what warriors should mentor what apprentices or what to do about trespassing patrols, whatever
to continue that lattermost thread another important distinction is that med cats (which im calling seers from henceforth) are revered to a near-equal amount as the leader, if not more so. i tend to characterise seers as much more dedicated to starclan than they are in canon (omens are much more common and seers are appointed specifically because they can read the signs starclan sends to all cats more effectively, dreams seers get that arent visions almost always include conversations with starclan cats, prophecies tend to come in parts and require physical exertion to discover, seers themselves tend to deem oneself as an extension of starclan, you get the idea) and basically all those points become even more particular in windclan due to their focus on their ancestors. and already their unique physical ties. beyond medicine and communication seers are often consulted for major decisions within the clan and often keep close to both their deputy and their leader. its not uncommon to pull in a windclan seer and have them find some sign about how to solve a fight or whatever. in short seers are regarded as chosen interpreters who have a large amount of authority due to having a much more unbridled direct line of communication with starclan
due to the importance placed on seers and how culturally significant the position is windclan seers will wait a long time before they pick their apprentices and will only do so with heavy consultation from their ancestors. in windclan its very rare for young kits to be seers first thing unless a significant omen pops up but more often than not warriors get pulled aside to become seers later in life (the position is negotiable ultimately and its up to the cat themself but seers are a sacred position and the majority of cats do find honor in the role) furthermore remedies and cures and the general nature of healing is kept secret between mentor and apprentice - most windclan warriors are intentionally unaware of basic herbs/usage due to the art ‘belonging’ to seers
last points i wanna make about starclan, windclan cats are remarkably uncaring toward the concept of death or at least become desensitised. theyre the clan that most often shares tongues with starclan at night and hence death is equivalent to a kind of retirement. they still hold vigils and all that but its more about ensuring the deads travel to starclan is safe. they hold the belief that as long as there are enough living warriors to pass on their traditions the clan is fine. its also deemed very worrying if a recently dead cat refuses to appear in anyones dreams which does occasionally happen and often leads to infighting. theres also a kind of huge folklore angle to them ill briefly describe as them preserving prophecies and other important signs in songs or poems. this extends to noble cats who were part of prophecies receiving epithets related to their prophecy (ex. tallstars called the wanderer crowfeathers called the sunchaser. cant remember other wc warriors with canon prophecies about them so i cant give any more tangible examples lol -_-) these names are expected to be used instead of their regular names but in private this may be excused. said names are also often made up by seers and elders
cant really get into this but i hc all the clans having different systems for warriors and having distinct categories of them as to make them more structurally different from one another. in windclan thats moor runners and tunnellers with maybe some other shit? but once tunnelling got discontinued post-heatherstar the focus drifted to distinct moor runners sorted by stamina and speed
cant think of any other differences ive made that are significant or arent just implied in canon so
#if anyone thinks this shits interesting send me an ask and ill go through my thoughts on a given wc subject#in particular would like to focus on clan differences. im fond of my interpretations of shadowclan and skyclan#long post#rambling#wc lore#sure. that works as the dedicated tag
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also that another strategic move to make the previous [winston billions fucks] fic manifest (after eons of exclusively unsuccessful writing efforts, so i didn't have momentum or optimism or the data on my side) was that, b/c my writing tends to get stuck in the pov character's head without anything happening & go in circles / reiterate, i decided to incorporate that into the plot, where basically all that happens in terms of the external action is winston gets on taylor's strap & then they roll over, as a Deliberate Choice like oh we can spend this whole damn thing inside winston's head and his thoughts going in circles is Relevant, that could play to my weaknesses so helpfully lmao
but here it would be different like no, start to finish, working out who does what with whom when, you know there's Gotta be the pausing / slowing down / not even fully getting started for instances of having to work out reservations / figure out what should be done and how and why in some situation, and clearly have dynamics happening via [sexual activity that is also happening], and have [winston is in my humble hc the sole autistic person here, though also imhhc rian is adhd solidarity & taylor is trans solidarity in the similarities in those experiences which are actually relevant to their being trans], how much of that sexual activity can i feasibly string together while keeping enough flow / momentum going, b/c it's about yes navigating / experiencing / Evolving interpersonal dynamics all throughout but also about indulgence b/c why Shouldn't they get impulsive and seize the moment Here, when so far as they know they're preparing for a mood killing obligatory firing session & might not ever meet up again like this as coworkers hanging in taylor's apartment, and taylor's Already musing on happiness & where to find it, and rian & winston are all ramped up on their movie enthusiasm & have been hanging out together having that bonding time such that they Would be doing that now if they weren't here, not to mention oh idk Everyone's extensive dynamic histories out here, where tayston hasn't had less tension than tayrian (save for Quantitatively; less screentime) and riawin has the most obvious [hello??] betwixt them for eons now, like, this is a fantastic time for everyone to Already go yolo & have enough of a connection with each other that there's sort of ambiguous romantic undercurrents for every duo & trio (on purpose, courtesy of me) and needing to mind the personal issues / needs that everyone's bringing to the table here, especially considering having these preexisting relationships / dynamics with each other, a rich thread to follow
all that is to say that now it's like, rather than deliberately using the limits of "this is kind of a period where not much is happening, actionwise" to make a fic easier to write, now it's like, one (i) would instead use the motivation of going ham, as the characters somewhat are, like hey, figure out how to get from point [making out] to point [winston Has to give rian head at some point, Because] to point [gotta have moments where more's going on between two characters focusing on each other for a bit but absolutely continually bringing things back to: This moment is very much about all three, where every individual's focus is v equally preoccupied by the other two, for easily imagined reasons, b/c this is a threesome] like so many possibilities that it's like damn almost too many lmfao. but that is an issue that is perfectly fine to have. i am rotating the [tayriawin at taylor's place] in my mind
#and with this spot in canon you really can't go wrong like. wouldn't end on ''and now we're all dating'' anyways lol but the implication#that they all sure Could...where even if things go further to shit for us like idk trifecta dynamic disintegrating; rian departing; w/e#the placement of this would be event doesn't mean it can't be interpreted bittersweetly along w/canon Elevator To Hell things#like hey maybe they were correct that this would be their last real chance to do this; and then they did that....epic win#winston billions#tayriawin#also can't get stuck in winston's head b/c lbr taylor's pov would far & away be best here....ruh roh re hoping to not like write like i#have never had a thought abt the character (entirely untrue) lol but hey. you do what you can & the amazing taylor char studies so exist#already brainstorming things.......all this to roundaboutly say: this time would be v much Not [the pov character is too stuck in their own#head] and things Mostly being Mostly paused for it....here all the possibilities of plenty happening with a third party who'll jump in vs#like the idea that winston with the pov of it all isn't sure if he needs to ignore or pretend to ignore that presence to roll with things#answer to that is Nope here from the start and just throw in however many [and then everyone fucked like This] however works for me lol#artistic motivations: horniness; revenge
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May i blease get some fluffy hcs for Jason and Michael?
( you can always have some fluffy hcs! goodness knows, there’s never enough :’o) )
Jason Voorhees:
Jason has a fondness for homely hobbies. Knitting, crocheting, sewing, embroidery, gardening: you name it. Many of them remind him of his mother (you can’t tell me Pamela DIDN’T embroider her son’s name in all of his shorts and undergarments!) so they have a special place in his heart.
That being said, I can’t imagine those hands being the best with delicate stitchwork, but that’s where YOU come into play.
He could watch you for hours (when couldn’t he?) as your fingers wove darling, threaded scenes together. Even if you can’t see it, know his half-remaining lips would be pulled into a smile.
Be careful, though! Use a thimble! God forbid you prick your fingers. He’d be hovering over you in an instant, clumsy hands fishing for a band aid from somewhere and stilling any notion of you being “---fine! Don’t worry so much!”
Anything you make him, even if he doesn’t wear it openly, is almost always on his person. Oh, you crafted him a little keychain? Does he even have keys? No? Regardless, it’s in his pocket. You embroidered a handkerchief for him? YOU stitched these pretty red tulips and simple, darling leaves of emerald? It’s tucked in his breast pocket (if he’s wearing a jacket with one)
The cozy you made for his machete, however, will probably remain housed back at the cabin.
Michael:
There’s very little Michael values. He is his own person, his own entity rather, and you are but an obsession of his. His possessiveness lends to little romanticism, and to some degree, you don’t anticipate ever having any classical type of relationship. It’s MICHAEL, after all.
You don’t eat together. You never have. For the longest while, you wondered if it was because he didn’t like to remove the mask in front of you. That would explain it. He obviously does eat as your fridge is nearly always raided through.
You’ve long since learned that any leftovers you bring home quickly become Michael’s second-dinner.
The first time you see him eat, you have to resist the urge to laugh. He’s handsome, in the most wicked sense, but it’s not his looks that make the ordeal entertaining.
He scarfs down food like he’s a man starved. He shouldn’t as your pantry is well stocked 24/7. Fingers pluck the plate clean. His fork, if he’s indulging in the cutlery, moves at a speed unmatched while it scrapes ungodly squeals along glass. No matter how large a serving, it doesn’t take him longer than a few minutes to complete a meal. Ever.
When caught in the act, he simply stares you down, that subtle glower boring holes in an almost unspoken challenge. He dares you to comment about this private affair. He dares you to make even a motion towards his mask, his face, or if your wish for Death is high enough, the food HE’S collected.
But, if you play your cards right, you can work this scenario to your advantage.
You may remark, absolutely INNOCENTLY that it would taste oodles better hot and fresh. Such a shame he’s never around when you prepare supper. Terrible. A true tragedy. You may even be able to spare him larger servings, if, of course, he was present.
He sees your game. He’s no idiot.
Yet, his interests are his own. Why he indulges the silly notion would be far above you. The next day, he’d hover as you cook. Poised in the doorway, every movement he’d track with predatory interest. He’s not a picky eater. Never has he been. What you do, what you spare during, is taken immediately to abate some of his growing boredom.
You may ask him to help. He will not respond.
“Could you set the table?” Silence.
He practices minimal patience about the cooking process itself, and though he never poses the question, he has an air of demand to him, like he’s trying to rush you.
If his patience hasn’t entirely thinned, he may sit down with you. If you’re the quiet type, he may eat within four minutes rather than horking down everything in one. That’s the best compliment you’ll ever get from him. Though he would seem tense, if you look carefully, there’s signs of satisfaction.
Shoulders, though naturally stiff, aren’t rolled forward, a shadow of pounce lingering through his powerful form. Eyes are narrowed, but his flickering glare has dissolved, falling instead into a state of focus as he tastes. Hands no longer clench and unclench, twitching with anticipation to act now. If your meal really delighted his taste buds (and he’s in a good mood), he may even throw his plate in the sink. Maybe. Maybe. Careful what you wish for, though, because he may literally toss it and then you end up with more mess than its worth.
But, the biggest “hint” to his satisfaction is that it would become a semi-regularly event. He’d likely learn your regime when it came down to cooking and timing it to where he isn’t stuck lingering during the actual cooking process, but rather, end up arriving just as dinner is ready. Where he goes, you’ve no idea. However, at the end of the day, he’s yours.
Even Michael Myers falls under that age old saying: quickest way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.
#ghostly answers.#jason voorhees imagine#jason voorhees x reader#jason x reader#michael myers fanfiction#michael myers x so#michael myers x reader#michael myers imagines#michael myers imagine#myfic#ghostly writes.
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HC - vs Ghetsis
Remember when I wrote that headcanon post that was a play-by-play of Hilbert’s battle with Drayden? And how it was one of only two battles that I actually took notes on in the run?
Well, the other battle I took notes on was the one with Ghetsis. This was so I could have that battle thread with Knight months ago, but I thought it’d be fun to put it all into this post. So let’s get to that, shall we?
Round 1 - Garfield vs Cofagrigus
Fun fact; the reason I put Garfield in the final team in the first place was specifically to counter N’s Zekrom. Because, you know, Ground-type. I hadn’t taken the fact that Cofagrigus could use Toxic into consideration until the battle with Shauntal, but the fact that Garfield was also immune to poison moves was definitely a bonus.
This round was honestly kinda short. Garfield was able to set up a Sandstorm as Cofagrigus used Shadow Ball. Cofagrigus used Protect twice; the first time was as Garfield used Swords Dance, and the second Protect failed as Garfield used Earthquake. Maybe it was overkill (because Garfield’s Ability was Sand Force), but I wanted the Cofagrigus gone ASAP.
Round 2 - Michelle vs Hydreigon
The thing about Ghetsis’ Hydreigon that I realized as I was grinding - Ghetsis’ Hydreigon had an answer for nearly everyone in my team. Surf would’ve taken down Belle, Focus Blast would have destroyed Roger and Garfield, and Fire Blast would have completely decimated Dodger (and Garfield as well. Looking at it now, I can see why Hydreigon was sent out immediately after Garfield beat Cofagrigus). And while I was wrong in assuming it had a move like Dark Pulse, its Dark typing wasn’t doing Merlot any favors.
The only Pokemon in the team that Hydreigon wasn’t super-effective against was Michelle, so she was the only one I could send out. Plus, she had Revenge, which was a super-effective move on Hydreigon, and I figured her Expert Belt would help give her an edge.
Dragon Pulse took out more than half HP on Michelle, and Revenge does the same to Hydreigon. Both sides healed the next turn, and it’s the same song and dance.
At this point, I knew Michelle was probably going to die. Dragon Pulse took out too much health for me to heal it back up again, and while I could keep healing and hope to stall out Dragon Pulse’s PP, a critical hit would OHKO me anyway so that would be a waste. So, I clicked Aqua Jet. At the very least, that would guarantee that she would deal a little more damage before she went down.
I was prepared for Hilbert to lose his starter, but Michelle surprised me by landing a critical hit on the Aqua Jet, and that did enough damage to take Hydreigon down.
You can’t convince me that crit didn’t matter, because Hydreigon was completely immune to whatever Merlot had to offer, and had a move that could have OHKO’d everyone else in my team.
Round 3 - Roger vs Bouffalant
After taking about five minutes to recover from the emotional rollercoaster of Michelle being an absolute MVP, I sent Roger out to face Bouffalant. Who doesn’t love a battle between two Normal-types, right?
Between Roger’s Intimidate lowering Bouffalant’s attack and the fact that Roger’s nature gives him a DEF buff, Bouffalant didn’t do too much damage to him. Add the fact that Roger was holding a Rocky Helmet, and...well, I’ll let you do the math.
Roger used Ice Fang to freeze Bouffalant. Bouffalant thawed out immediately after to deliver a Head Charge, as Roger used Work Up. Roger then used Crunch as Bouffalant delivered a second Head Charge, and then Bouffalant went down to Roger’s Last Resort.
Round 4 - Merlot vs Seismitoad
Honestly, I’m not sure why I sent Merlot out to face Seismitoad. I think maybe I wanted to make it so that each one of Hilbert’s Pokemon would face each one of Ghetsis’ Pokemon? Michelle and Roger were at half health at this point, and Seismitoad was super-effective against Garfield and Belle. I thought it was also super-effective against Dodger(because Ground-type) but I had forgotten at that point that Dodger’s bug-typing made Ground-attacks neutral.
My point is, it was Merlot. Merlot’s attacks wouldn’t be super-effective against Seismitoad, but the same applied in reverse. Seismitoad used Earthquake a total of two times, and they did less than half.
Merlot used Calm Mind to set up after the first Earthquake, and Seismitoad then used Rain Dance as Merlot used Psychic. Another exchange of Earthquake and Psychic, and Seismitoad was down.
Round 5 - Garfield vs Bisharp
If the plan was to get each of Hilbert’s Pokemon a chance to shine against Ghetsis, it was dashed when I remembered that this Bisharp had Stone Edge. I remember that being the cause of a casualty in my previous Black Nuzlocke, so I wasn’t gonna let Dodger fall.
I let Garfield out instead, and oh my god was this the right decision. An Earthquake was enough to OHKO Bisharp without even needing to set up.
And, tbh...since there’s an absence of a Bisharp in Ghetsis’ BW2 team, I’m inclined to have it that Bisharp did not survive that battle.
(rip Bisharp)
Round 6 - Belle vs Eelektross
I sent out Belle, because Eelektross had Levitate for its ability which rendered Garfield’s Earthquake completely useless. And I had a feeling that it had some kind of Fire-type move waiting in the wings, so I was hesitant to send Dodger out.
I had forgotten that said Electric-type had Crunch, but I thought ahead and started with Will-O-Wisp. I think the attack drop from the burn definitely helped, because it did less than half even with the defense drop from the first Crunch. I had to heal Belle up after the second Crunch brought her to yellow, but two Flame Bursts was enough to bring Eelektross down.
TLDR: Hilbert beat Ghetsis without losing a single one of his party.
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ELABORATE ON THE BOREO GETTING MARRIED IN VEGAS HC PL EA S EJFLKDK
(okay so I’m stretching reality a little bit bc gay marriage wasn’t legal in NV until 2014 and Boris and Theo must have been living in Vegas from 2005-2006ish).
But Theo gets the bright idea that Boris should ask some random girl to marry him to get permanent residence status with a greencard. That way he never has to lose him and Boris doesn’t have to leave the States when his dad goes back to Australia and he’ll be legal. So he suggests it to him one day and Boris is like “hmm interesting” like peripherally piqued but thinking its a semi-plausible idea and Theo’s like cool. Not even having expected it to go that far.
Like Theo is even fully prepared for said girl to even be Kotku, like that is inconsequential, priority number one is keeping Boris in close orbit so he doesn’t lose him. But Boris kind of shirks it off each time he mentions it and pesters him to ask her, not entirely on the idea, for a few weeks, but Theo continues to mention it every so often kind of pressing it because— it’s a good idea. And she’ll say yes.
So one day when they’re absolutely world-shatteringly shitfaced, like drooling on Theo’s living room floor and all over themselves high, barely even conscious, Theo shoves him in the shoulders, you should ask her to marry you, he slurs, head falling back on the carpet.
But Boris says back defeatedly, Why don’t you just marry me — it’s a suggestion, a true inquiry, real — mouth slushy with a dozen accents and enough vodka to drown himself.
And Theo is jarred by it, sitting up on his elbow, out of focus eyes landing on him — his wasted friend with the thin bones, and matted black hair, and black pit eyes encircled by black defiant bags. Pale skin and red drunk lips that are turned sideways in an almost frightful kind of sneer - but with eyes that are vulnerable, a voice that is almost shaking. He starts to talk:
You know me, I trust you, we understand what it is, an arrangement—
Why don’t you just marry me. And Theo — Theo is all suddenly frozen inside, as if he wasn’t in the world’s hottest mindmelt of a desert, suddenly feeling all bone with nothing to insulate him, as if he was out in the open, plunged into the harsh cold of frozen water. Memories of his mother and his old life, how the road of his world twisted towards a place with cracks in the ground, where people he barely knows propose wild schemes to him that will reverberate through his what feels like his entire life. And yet — Boris’ fumbled words — yes, they sound fumbled — electrify something that bucks uncomfortably in him and he’s saying: Yes, I’ll do it. I’ll do it, before he even knows it, cutting him off, determined never to have to make Boris beg for a chance to be alive. To be free from his father. To matter. Anything else seems unthinkable.
And Boris exhales a breath Theo didn’t realize he was holding and just nods, looking at him a moment longer before laying back down beside him on the carpet, and soon Theo too is staring at the white pulsing ceiling, drifting back into silence as the sounds of music warp his ears like thread sewing up a new soul out of whatever’s left inside his head.
He forgets about it until Boris brings it up again in the morning, sober. A painfully real glint of hope in his bloodshot eyes, dehydrated from the alcohol. And when Theo sees it he doesn’t scorn or laugh — he immediately starts listing things off — Boris will need his birth certificate, it’s foreign so they can forge the year somehow, make Boris 18, and his own father is so wrecked all the time he’ll get him to sign parental permission when he’s high by lying and saying it’s for a field trip. No one will ever know. Just them. Then it’ll be set. No more troubles. They can do whatever they want. Live just like before. Boris with Kotku. It’s only on paper.
So they do it one night the next week, pool their money for a cab to the Strip when Larry and Xandra are out for “a weekend re-Honeymoon”, at a walk-in chapel, tiny and terrified and looking way out of their league, but they are shitfaced, and Boris is high and loudly overconfident with nerves, and Theo quickly discovers what a good good liar he really is - and it’s done, just like that, easy enough. Like it never happened. A kiss quicker than memory can even catch.
Theo covets the mailbox for a week, waiting for the official certificate, and presses it into Boris’ hands at the playground — just in case, in case he ever needs proof he can stay here. Boris nods at him with a severity that frightens him - that speaks of whisked away people in dark cars and forgotten names and spectre-like officials speaking languages he can’t understand. Theo shudders at that transference and stares at Boris as he turns to the swings — determined again to keep him close.
Obviously it’s an ill-conceived plan. Two drug addicted boys not understanding the law — how long greencards take, how serious the interview process is, how high they were. And things happen too, of course. Life. A car accident, his father. Nothing makes sense very fast. And Theo is out the door, running away, the world changing again — Boris’ mouth on his, but for real this time, something that tastes like Goodbye, and Theo is awash with a hundred emotions, most feeling like a saw cleaved his chest open and left him exposed on the street.
Boris is hugging his shoulders as the car drives away, and Theo is watching in the back window. Til death, something in his mind says, something that echoes and seems so obviously untrue as Boris recedes to the size of an ant that tears actually burn Theo’s eyes in anger.
And years go by — actual years, until the Barbours, and Kitsey, and the party, where Boris shows up, unannounced, bounce in his knee where the raw nerves jangle, stupid grin, made of pure infuriating, relieving, distraction. And they’re in Boris’ car, and Boris shoves something at him, a piece of paper neatly folded, some wear or tear but otherwise very nicely preserved. Theo thinks its to roll, to bump the coke, but then the arrow of memory strikes the front of his brain and he unfolds it.
I think maybe you will want to deal with this before Snowflake.
Boris says, half jokingly, half something else — the coke is burning the edges of his sensory brain like carbonation in his skull. There is a huge silence, the paper crinkles loudly. And Theo nods obediently, staring at him, unbreaking eye contact, fawnish and innocent, like a deer pierced by a shell, putting it into the slit of his camel-hair coat, feeling oddly stitled, like he is carrying around a wound in his pocket.
Boris stares at him a second longer, the car jostling them both, the pavement audible, Gyuri oddly hushed. Boris’ mouth is screwed shut, regretful. More secrets to tell — but not yet. Not yet. Not when Theo nods so sweetly, eyes owlish and big behind his glasses, he’s high, almost childlike, and Boris is watching him stumble through layers of time, looking down at his feet like his memories weigh too much. Boris remembers him, that look — from class, never smiling, always looking somewhat sad like it was raining in his head, quiet even when he spoke. Boris, pulling out an umbrella, Boris protecting him from the rain, Boris hurriedly saying да I do I do already at an ugly chapel on a loud street full of drunk people, eager for safety and stability, and Theo standing there smaller than a whisp of grass — giving it to him.
“Theo,” he says, knocking the other’s head lightly with his knuckles. “Come back,” he adds — and with playful bluster to shock his system, “I am here! Full color! Let’s go someplace, yes?”
And Theo does come back, pulled in by the uncommon use of his name, taking the next bump of coke Boris offers with a revitalized half-smile. Color a bit lost. And Boris thinks, shit.
Shit.
He’s really going to have to break up a whole fucking NYC monarchy to bring Potter home like some kind of cracked out post-Soviet knight with a 300 million dollar painting as his only shield. Fucking Theo. So dramatic.
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HOW I RUN MY BLOG.
SPEED: I call myself fickle rather than slow or fast. My speed is fully dependent on my energy, but also what else I might focus on. For all I might be super energized one day, I might choose to focus it elsewhere. The trick with myself is to just not force myself, and chances are, I end up having some form of regularity, as long as nothing else piles up on me. In short, unless things demand more attention or I need to rest more, I do tend to write replies at least once or twice a week, although it’s gotten rarer for me to find the energy to do more than two or three replies at once. So I’m doing replies at least once or twice a week, but depending what inspire me, some threads take longer.
REPLIES: I can do short replies, but it’s very easy for me to develop inner thoughts or details of the environment, especially as technically, there’s three NPC always with Allen: Nea, CC and Timcanpy. I don’t always do it, but often, there’s just logic in writing out what Nea, CC and/or Tim is doing or feeling, as it can affect Allen himself. I also love to leave cues for my partners, like a glimpse of Allen’s left hand or a spike of energy, things can be used, your character seeing or sensing things, or not used. I do tend to match reply too, since what you give me will give a base structure of what I can give you, and sometimes inner stuff just take more words.
STARTERS: I found myself loving to do them. I think it started when, in my efforts to feel more at ease approaching people, I would offer to do starters too, especially as I noticed people often took that offer. There’s a part of me that does like to be able to set things up, and in general, I just feel a love for writing starters, and the fact almost everyone seems to enjoy leaving it to me just keeps this cycle of enjoying it. They’re 99% of the time plotted, as I do admit I don’t really think of starter calls. I do some opens at time, and tend to make new threads out of replies, so notes remain clean, and people can ask me to make a starter out of the idea if the starter itself doesn’t quite work. But, yes, while I don’t often do starter calls, I enjoy doing starters.
INBOX: I’m just as fickle with inbox stuff as with threads. Some inbox stuff are very easy to reply to, and tend to be replied quickly. But some will be like short thread and so I don’t necessarily have the energy to write my muse to reply to the message. I love memes, but I don’t handle well to see a meme on my blog that never got used, so I tend to remove a reblog if I didn’t get a meme. I’ve tried to leave memes and tag them, in the past, but it’s still a work in progress, to reblog memes and leave them here. This is also a big part because I’m fickle enough with everything, so for me, memes are stuff to have fun on the moment, but a day later? I probably don’t have the energy anymore for it. So it just feels too weird to keep memes up, as I mostly use them as “this is the fun I’m okay doing today!”.
SELECTIVITY: I’m both selective and not? I am open to anyone and everything, but I have preferences, so I can be open but choose to not interact, if I can feel I’m not going to have enough inspiration. I look at people rules and about and the general layout of blog, as well as take a quick look around archive to get a feel of the speed, so I always base myself on both what I feel out of the blog, the mun and the muse. As I say in my guidelines, I use follows to show interest, so if I follow you (first or back), you know I have seen your blog, and decided I could see myself interacting with you. I remain open, meaning that you can still approach me and ask for interaction, no matter the follow/mutual status between us! Sometimes I’m just uncertain rather than not interested, and it can help growing certain.
On another note, I’m currently mostly interested in MDZS, which is very ironic but I don’t think I’m the first person who had their muse not be interested in their canon. It’s partly because DGM rpc has been very quiet, I do happen to love when Allen can interact with canon muses of DGM, but I’m not actively looking for them. Meanwhile, I love so very much throwing Allen into other worlds and having people not realize the mess that will follow him eventually (because sometimes even I forget he’s literally part of the core part of a war with the whole world at stake). And MDZS my other fave fandom, ergo: mostly interested in MDZS interactions.
WISHLIST: I have a wishlist tag, which... isn’t on my tag page. That will be corrected very soon. It’s here in the meantime. But yes, I have general plot ideas, which tend to be in headcanon posts, it’s easy to see some that shows up often, but often as I can see these pop up at some point, I don’t make an actual wish out of those. Still, I’ve made a few posts out of some that really made me go “that’s a fun thing to consider” and there’s maybe more I could grab from my hcs post and make proper wishlist post. In general, you can expect I’m always curious to include Allen’s dreams/nightmares, his Innocence, Nea’s presence, CC, Timcanpy, the Ark, or people he knows from DGM.
HONEST NOTE: I’ve realized I’m not as social as I believed myself to be. I’m open, I love to chat and meet people, I adore my friends, but being social is draining to me, never recharging. Any amount of chatting can be draining to me, of course small things are way easier, but the general thing is that I need energy to interact directly with people, be it face to face or chatting online. So you will easily feel like I’m full of energy when I speak ooc with you, because I am always happy to do so, but at the same time, you’ll easily see me be fickle about ooc interactions. Chances are, I indirectly interact too, with ooc posts and my simple presence by any activity I show. There’s just no going against the natural way your energy drains and recharges, so I’ve grown to make sure everyone who interacts with me are aware that’s a thing with me. That, and the knowledge I write both as hobby and as career, so I’m simultaneously always in potential free time and potential creative time. I’m good at handling myself, I’ll know day to day what I can do or cannot do, and it’s just that others can’t really see it for themselves and can only see when I do something that is visible. I could have a very productive day, and no one knows because it’s all offline stuff. Sometimes you’ll know what I’m doing by seeing updates on my fics or my fic blog; and same thing with my original writings. I can only explain all that, both how my social energy is low and easily drained, and how my creative energy cycles between creating and recharging, and has multiple outlets. And then trust anyone that interacts with me or know me to understand all this and know I’ll be back, be it ooc or ic.
On a final note: I’m very, very bad with remembering how long I’ve talked to someone, or a thread has been replied to. My mind goes from “today” to “yesterday” to “a few days ago” to “days ago” and then just... “it’s been some time”. Today/yesterday feel like “its okay, I still have time” and after that, my mind just goes “ngggh when I can!”. Only thing that helps a bit is notification, as without them, I easily forget who I replied or didn’t reply to. To my mind, either I was the last to say something and so I’m waiting a notification, or I have a notification. Because I barely have energy for socializing, I have next to no energy to notice who I haven’t seen a notification from. Sometimes I get my butt to check on people, but I just... my mind just wants to believe people are doing okay or having their own life, and so especially if I can see them on dash, my brain just does not process who I talk or doesn’t talk to on regular basis. It’s narrowed to the notifications I have, and when I have plot to discuss, or see an ooc post. 99% of the time, if I follow you, I am totally aware of you, and I’ll see any ooc stuff, and mentally wish you the best, but I just... never process how long we have or haven’t been talking.
TAGGED BY: stolen from @shuoshuzhe
TAGGING: Anyone who wants to!
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ive honestly been feeling really negative about being here lately again and i think i might go on semi-hiatus/hiatus?
it just feels weird coming online anymore since a lot of the people i talked with a lot/used to be close friends with are all just. kinda gone. i really only have one person i talk to daily anymore. i just feel like the rest of everyone are just sort of acquaintances, like ill never really fit into one group or another no matter what. which is fine! ive had my run being in a fun group of friends a long long time ago and it was fun while it lasted.
i also just feel like..... i dunno kgmfdh like i try to post opens and send memes every chance i get and they never go anywhere. i feel like i have to beg people to rp with me and i dont want that to happen! i do appreciate all the people who thread with me whether it’s one-liners or full on multipara because it’s super fun and i LOVE IT.... but at the same time it just feels like.... i try really hard and put out so much effort that’s just overlooked. ive been here for so long, and i really just. dont know how people do it. like post an open or a silly thing and have a bunch of people jump on. what is your secret....... maybe it’s just because i dont have any friends or im just.... not good at writing but. yeah.
AND.... this one probably sounds dumb but like. it kinda sucks when u make a cool hc post that u rly tried hard to think of and it feels like no one sees it or whatever. it’s OKAY to like my hcs!!!!! it shows me that people see!! and it validates me!!!!!
maybe some of this is. my fault?? maybe it’s because i kinda suck at talking to people or i dont respond to messages all the time or.... i dont know.... maybe people just dont. like me? ive never really been super popular here, like not enough to get random asks or any of that. but i dunno. this has been really hurting me for a while. this isnt really directed towards anyone or anything. ive just been feeling kinda down about this blog and my place in the rpc as a whole. after my friend group fizzled out years ago, it feels like ive never really belonged anywhere here, and im worried people are just tolerating me instead of actually liking me.
im. kinda rambling nonsensically at this point, but i wanted to get this off my chest because it’s affecting my mood a lot. i think it’s just best to step back for a bit, maybe limit my time here and try to focus on other things. this is a late night spur of the moment post though, and it could be because im tired and sore still from cleaning yesterday, but ill see how i feel in the morning. i just. kinda needed to vent for the time being
#『ｉｓ ｓｏｍｅｏｎｅ ｔａｌｋｉｎｇ？』⛧ OOC.#negative#yeah that's just the tea though#the first part is what kills me the most. all the people i really considered good friends that i rped with often are just. poof#so it's like HUH.... what do now#i am weak and i could not poof with them 😔
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Soulmates AU pt 7
Summary: Inspired by Soulmate(s) au, soulmate(s) au pt 2 , and Soulmate(s) au pt 3 hc by @fandom-heaux . An AU in which everyone is born with a smudged birthmark. As you find your mate in life the smudge forms their name when you’ve made an impression on them. In this world Beca doesn’t realize she has any, let alone three.
Author’s Note: I’m gonna try this thing where I post once a week. I say try because…well. Tis I. Queen of zero follow through. I blame @chloes-yellow-cup for dragging me into this fandom and then making fics that have ruined me. RUINED ME. Let me clarify. RUINED ME.
Author’s Note 2: Click here for Part 1 Part 2 Part 3, Part 4 Part 5 and Part 6
Author’s Note 3: So there is a link dropped into the fic to another fic. An amazing fic. One of my favorites actually. So…wink wink nod nod to @chloes-yellow-cup for Third Time’s the Charm.
Chloe
There was a moment of awkward silence as they watched Stacie weave her way through the crowd, Beca trying desperately to seem like she hadn’t just found herself in the most awkward situation of her life. Chloe was pretty sure she was currently formulating an escape plan and that was the only thing that kept her in her seat instead of following after Aubrey. She was certain Aubrey was going to be okay. That they were going to be okay. But it didn’t stop her heart from seizing painfully at the look in Aubrey’s eyes when Beca introduced herself.
It was only a split second, just a quick flicker of emotion, but it was enough for Chloe to see Aubrey’s world crumble beneath her feet. It tore at Chloe’s own heart to see that much despair in her mate’s eyes and she just wanted to run to her and hold her. She wanted to reassure Aubrey that she wasn’t going anywhere without her, to remind her that they were a package deal, but one look at Beca’s fidgeting was enough to tell her that if Chloe left to find Aubrey, Beca would disappear in the blink of an eye. Aubrey would be okay, she just needed time to adjust.
Chloe gave her head a little shake with a bite of her lip to try and focus herself on the woman in front of her. Her smile was a still a little sad at the edges and she could tell Beca saw right through her. “Did you wanna go….? To check up on her or whatever. You seem very uh attached.” It was sweet and Chloe’s smile softened a little as she reached across the table to lay a hand on Beca’s.
“That’s very sweet, thank you, but I think she’s okay. Sometimes she just needs a second to herself.” Chloe’s half smile wilted further when she caught sight of Aubrey leaning into the curl of Stacie’s arms around her. And it wasn’t that she was jealous of it exactly, but she longed to soothe Aubrey and for a moment didn’t know what to do with herself. “Sorry. I feel like I’m being rude, I think worrying about Aubrey has been all I’ve known for so long that even when I don’t have to, I still kinda do.”
It was still uncomfortable but Beca took a cleansing breath and seemed to resolve herself to actually interacting. Chloe was pleasantly surprised. She thought it would be harder to get Beca to engage given the less than stellar introductions. “So does she usually need worrying about?” Beca made a vague gesture with her chin toward the bar and Chloe’s gaze drifted there immediately. Her eyes found Aubrey at the bar already watching her. The hurt so raw and clear in her mate’s eyes wrecked her for a long second. They stayed locked in each other’s heartbreak before Aubrey finally broke and looked away.
“No actually. Well. Yes and no. Bree is the most confident, competent, driven person I’ve ever known. She is so good at taking care of the house, and work, and everything else that comes with our life together.” Chloe’s smile widened as her heart swelled with the love she had for Aubrey. “And all of the strays that seem to always find their way home with me…she’s always been that way. But she always forgets to take care of herself and so…” Her shoulder came up in a half shrug and Chloe fiddled with the cocktail straw in a glass that was mournfully empty save for the rapidly melting ice.
“So you worry. I get that. I mean…I don’t get it get it, I don’t have that kind of relationship with people. But I get that you would worry about someone that’s always worrying about others.” Chloe felt something tug at her heart as Beca reached awkwardly behind her back to scratch at it. “So how long have you been together?”
Chloe gave a soft chuckle and sighed dreamily. “Since we were eight. Well. That’s when I knew for a fact she was my forever girl. It took her a little longer to figure it out.”
Beca’s eyes widened comically and she gaped for a minute. “Jesus. Eight. I think only thing I knew for a fact at age eight was that I didn’t like pickles.” Chloe was used to those types of reactions. Granted it was pretty rare to know that early that you were meant to be with someone for the rest of your life but it was even more rare to have three marks at once so she figured it just wasn’t that weird in the grand scheme of things. “How uh, how does something like that even happen?”
“I used to get picked on a lot when I was younger. Because of my hair, or clothes, or they sky was blue…” She rolled her eyes dismissively but at the time every little tease and taunt scarred her fragile innocent heart. She had always liked people and until she been away from the comforting circle of home and family she hadn’t realized that anyone would ever dislike her. Especially for no reason at all. It had been a crushing learning curve and she hadn’t adjusted well, spending most of her recess and lunch time crying in a stall of the girl’s bathroom. “One particularly vicious bully threw a rock at me and said some pretty inventive things for a third grader. I just remember the shock of it, seeing blood drip down my head, knowing someone intentionally threw something to hurt me. I probably would have stood there and let him chuck another.”
“That little shit.” Chloe laughed at the quietly indignant look on Beca’s face and rolled her eyes at the memory of her childhood bully.
“Yeah well Aubrey fixed his wagon for sure. If she had been a cat she would have been spitting and yowling with her back all up. She came out of nowhere and just…whaled on him. This tiny blonde tornado came to my rescue and I just knew, even if she didn’t yet, I knew I was going to be with her forever. No one was really surprised when my name showed up on her wrist.”
There was a flicker of deep longing in Beca’s eyes then, so fast and so quickly hidden that she wasn’t entirely sure it had been there at all. “Well that all sounds like a fairy tale. You sure you’re not a Disney princess?”
Chloe let out a breathy chuckle and shrugged. “I don’t know. I think I’d make a pretty rocking Ariel. Our friend Amy taught me how to mermaid dance so…” In the back of her mind she knew that would make no sense and have no context for Beca but the other woman gave an amused grin and raised eyebrow as if picturing all that would imply. “It’s a long story, oh that’s her over there by the stage. I didn’t think she’d be here with her shooting schedule.” It was mostly an embarrassed ramble and she was glad when Aubrey seemed to appear from thin air with drinks in hand. Chloe felt a weight lift off her shoulders and she reached out to curl a hand around Aubrey’s wrist just needing that warm connection between them.
The dull hum of anxiety finally quieted when Aubrey settled in at her side and slid a hand over to rest warmly on Chloe’s thigh. Aubrey’s thumb stroking soothingly through her jeans was warmer than the fuzziest sweater and most comfy sweater she owned and she leaned into it.
“What’d we miss?”
“Chloe was just telling me all about your MMA days.” Aubrey blinked and then eased into a quiet laugh as she slid Chloe her lurid blue drink. “Thanks, what do I owe you the…” There was a pause as Beca read the label on her beer bottle once then twice. “Sexual Chocolate? Yikes. Okay then.”
“I promise you’ll like it.” The teasing lilt to Aubrey’s voice made Chloe crinkle her nose in a grin. Playful Aubrey was the best and she could tell she was trying her hardest to be social and okay. To be there for Chloe like she always was. Chloe nudged Aubrey’s shoulder with her own when Beca sputtered in flustered embarrassment just as she had raised the bottle to her lips for a sip. “Ohmygod Beca, I’m sorry.” Aubrey half reached over the table when one of Beca’s sputters caught in her throat and she choked on the beer, spraying it partially on the table.
“No. It’s good. M’good, fine. Just. Wrong pipe.” Stacie’s eyes narrowed in just barely contained amusement at Beca’s rasping croak and Chloe had the feeling she was dying to tease the smaller woman. Mortified and just a hint uncomfortable, Aubrey hurriedly wiped at the table, trying to set everything back just right on the table.
“So did’ja, B?”
All three of them turned to look at Stacie who was practically bouncing in her seat. Beca blinked a few times and raised her brow. “Did I what?”
“Did’ja like it?” Somehow the simple questions seemed so much more loaded when Stacie said it. Beca’s face turned bright red and she elbowed Stacie in the ribs. It broke the tension and even Aubrey settled back down at the laughter that bubbled up between them all. It was going to be fine, it would all be fine. Nothing had to be decided right this second, they could just maybe enjoy the night and see what came of things. Chloe brought the drink to her lips and sipped from the straw. Something told her there was no rush at all, that this would all unfold exactly as it was meant to. Chloe believed in that little something with her whole heart the same way she had so many years ago.
In some way, Beca was going to be hers. Hers and Aubrey’s. And they would be Beca’s. She was positive of it. Chloe leaned further into Aubrey, their shoulder’s touching as the four of them picked up the threads of conversation and teasing banter easily. A warm blanket of calm enveloped her when Aubrey leaned into her too. Something settled in her soul and she let her fingers trail over the mark she knew was on her chest trusting destiny to bring them together if not tonight, then one day. And one day was good enough for her.
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