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Sunsets and footballers (Part 39)
Lucy Bronze x Reader (36) & Alexia Putellas x Character (7)
Masterlist (other parts here)
Lucy and Alexia were back in their moods. It was almost midday at the airport and they were sat with the group, though with headphones on and dissociating. Lucy was frowning at her phone, presumably texting her girlfriend while Alexia was staring into the distance with a resting face so terrifying that nobody dared approach the pair. Lucy had picked Alexia up last night and the pair had ended up talking in Lucy’s car out the front of Alexia’s house for a while. It had become a cathartic release for them to open up to each other rather than bottle it in. Alexia tried to help Lucy find solutions to flights, though there weren’t any, she’d already exhausted all of those avenues. Lucy had shown disbelief and almost shock towards what Alexia had experienced with her ‘crush’. They were both in similar boat, though Alexia knew Lucy’s was better as she actually had the girl already. Alexia had hoped after last night that she would be turned off of Ridley, but she wasn’t. That next morning the thoughts of her were still there and as she stared into the distance at the airport, she realised that longing feeling was also. She remembered the feel of Ridley’s fingers, as if she already knew her body better than herself. The heat of her body against her back. The whisper of breath in her ear. She’d also noticed scars on her torso that she hadn’t noticed before, as she wasn’t usually half naked. She wondered at those before her mind went to what she’d said to her.
‘I come here to see you.’ Ridley frequented that bar just to see Alexia? Was she just saying that to get her to lower her guard?
‘I don’t think of you like that, Alexia.’ She thought about her as something other than one of her fucks?
‘I don’t know how to give you anything else.’ That one had sounded incredibly genuine, but what did it mean? Was it related to her scars? Had something happened to her?
Lucy nudged Alexia then, breaking her from her trance. She looked at her as she gestured to the boarding gate.
They boarded the plane and for the first time ever, Alexia and Lucy sat next to each other up the front. Neither of them made a big deal about it, and the rest of the team seemed to also have accepted that the two had become quite close now.
Alexia sighed as she looked out the window.
“If you keep thinking that hard, you’ll have a stroke.” Lucy said from next to her.
“You know what I think about, Lucia. I know you can’t judge me.” There’s that broken English again. It got lazier the more distracted she was, and also had become lazier when she lost her care about making mistakes in front of Lucy.
“You’re going back there, aren't you?”
“I’m not sure yet…” She turned to look at Lucy. “But I know I have to go back for my jacket.”
Lucy knew it was an excuse, but she also knew it was Alexia’s favourite jacket that she’d left behind in the room and as she’d described it, she’d left quite hastily.
“For the jacket…mmnhmn.” Lucy responded sceptically.
Alexia didn’t even bother to roll her eyes at her. Instead, she let the guilty look sit openly on her face. She had no reason to hide it from Lucy, she already knew everything and if anything, she was finally comfortable enough with Lucy now to be comforted by her.
YFN was upset. It was Saturday now, Lucy’s game day. The storm had gotten slightly better, though there were still no passenger liner flights. She looked at the flights out and became frustrated as she realised other private planes and such were still flying. It was just coming up on 11am which meant it was midday in Barca and Lucy was already waiting for her flight to game. YFN looked down at the selfie she’d sent from the terminal. She was smiling but the happiness didn’t quite reach her eyes.
YFN: Your eyes aren’t smiling. Try again, please.
She knew it was cheeky, but she needed a bit of cheekiness if she had any chance of cheering Lucy up. She looked at her phone at the tickets to the game that Lucy had sent her. She’d sent two as each player was usually given a minimum of two. She felt her lips tremble as tears slid down her face looking at those tickets.
Another message from Lucy came through.
Lucy: This is the best I can do right now, little one.
She’d sent a selfie with it. She still looked a little sad, but her smile was wider as she snapped a selfie of herself and Alexia on the plane. They were sitting next to each other which wasn’t a surprise to her; Lucy had told her how close they’d gotten. Alexia was smiling at the phone, her teeth on show, though it also didn’t quite reach her eyes. The two most influential players in the Barcelona roster, both going into a game with hurting hearts.
Lucy and YFN had a long conversation the night before, after they realised there was no chance of a flight and were back in bed. Lucy had told YFN all about Alexia’s mystery woman and what had occurred. She’d also been shocked, though she didn’t misunderstand the woman as much as Lucy had. From what happened, it sounded like she was a little broken and it made her wonder what had happened in her life to make her that way. YFN was always genuinely interested about people, their true motives and what made them tick. This mystery woman was no exception to that. Lucy had been vocal about her worry, though YFN had eased that by letting her know that if it was Alexia of all people she was interested in, then that says a lot about her true self. Alexia was so unapologetically herself. She was a strong, outspoken leader, yet with a soft side that she held close to her. Not dissimilar to Lucy. She didn’t believe Alexia could be manipulated easily, and she didn’t believe the mystery woman was trying to take advantage of her. If she’d been doing that, she would have disappeared so often. It sounded to her as if she was trying to put some distance between her and her feelings for the Barcelona Captain.
When she’d explained all of that, Lucy took it all in and understood it a little better. That protective side softened a bit, though it was still present.
YFN: You’re beautiful. I love
YFN stopped typing. Was she about to say she loved her? She’d caught herself the night before on the phone also. She shook her head and backspaced the message, typing it out again before pressing send.
YFN: You’re beautiful, Luce. I’m so lucky. Please have a safe flight and a good game…. And can you do me a favour? No cards tonight please. You or Alexia. Message me after. x
YFN left the message like that, knowing that Lucy needed her space before the game, as much as she didn’t want to admit it. Usually it was okay but at the moment YFN knew that texts from her were upsetting her and wouldn’t help her getting into her game mindset.
YFN looked back at her phone for flights. The game started in four and a half hours. The flight to Barcelona was two hours. For some reason, she still had hope, even though she knew she’d have just over a three hour drive to Villareal even if she managed to get a flight. She looked back at the private flights taking off and shook her head in annoyance.
Suddenly, a thought came to her head. Why hadn’t she thought of it before?! She scrolled through her contacts and found the one she wanted, calling it.
As reliable as ever, she answered.
“Hey baby Blue, what’s doing?” Ridley asked. YFN didn’t realise how much she missed her voice.
“Hey Riddles, how are you?”
She sighed.
“That bad?”
“Mmn. I made a mistake.”
That surprised YFN. Ridley rarely made mistakes, though she’d always own up to them.
“At work?”
“Of course not. I’m the best at my job, you know that.”
“I know, I know. Is it a skip school kind of day?”
“It’s a ‘might stick a fork in an outlet and call it a day’ kind of day.”
“Ouch, that sounds bad Riddles.”
“I’ll be fine. I was hoping to see you though. You always know how to make me feel better.”
“You flatter me.”
“Are you in Spain yet? I’ve been waiting for your call. I miss you.”
“I miss you too. My flight was cancelled.”
“Ah, of course it was. I was hoping you’d gotten in before all of that. Aren’t you missing the game?”
“The game is at 4:30pm in Villareal.”
“Cute little city.” She must have looked at the time then. “It’s late. I’m surprised you left it this long to call me.”
“I know, I forgot. I was too busy-”
“-crying?” She chuckled.
YFN groaned audibly through the phone. Ridley knew her too well. Ridley switched to facetime then so she could see her face that was still puffy and red. YFN would have usually declined the facetime or been embarrassed, but she was neither of those things, because this was Ridley.
She gave her a soft smile when she saw her face “Do me a favour? Never change, Blue.”
“I can see your nipples through your shirt.”
“First of all, stop being ungrateful. Secondly…I have a solution to your problem.”
YFN laughed at the first thing and immediately stopped at the second. “What?”
“I’m just looking now and we have a cargo flight from Birmingham to Valencia at 12:30pm your time. It’s been delayed due to customs.” She scoffed as YFN saw her playing on her laptop. “Typical of them. It’s usually a two-and-a-half-hour flight so you’d arrive in Valencia at 4pm their time.”
YFN started to Google and Ridley answered her question before she’d even finished typing it. “Valencia is a city south of Villareal. It’s an hour’s drive to the stadium.”
An hour? So she could potentially be there by 5pm which would be just before half-time. YFN could feel her body shaking with excitement and she began to Google care hire from Valencia. Ridley answered this before she’d fully typed it out also.
“I can drive you.”
YFN paused and looked at her oldest friend. “You’re in Villareal?”
“No, but I can be.” She stated simply. “Do you know if the game is sold out?”
“I have a spare ticket,” she almost whispered in disbelief. How was everything working out so perfectly?
“That good karma is catching up to me.”
“But the drive is so long…”
Ridley shrugged and YFN wondered if she had an alternate motive. “It’s four hours from Barca to Valencia. I can leave now and I’ll make it on time.” She didn’t seem rushed at all. Typical Ridley.
“O…okay.”
“Okay? You’re in?”
“I’m in!”
“Okay, I’m going to make a few phones calls to get you on that flight. It’s cargo so there’s little human customs to worry about, they just care about the cargo itself. I’ll send you through the details and see you soon, baby Blue.” She grinned through the phone and YFN was suddenly even more excited to see her friend. “Do me a favour?”
“Anything Riddles.”
“Next time, don’t wait so long to call me, yeah? You know I’ve got you. Whatever you need, whenever you need it.”
“I know, and I promise. I love you and can’t wait to see your face.”
She gave a look. “I do have a pretty face. My therapist told me so.”
YFN rolled her eyes. “Is this the therapist you slept with?”
“Yes, but in my defence, she started it. I have a new one anyways. She says I use humour to deflect serious trauma.”
“I thought we already knew this?”
“Yes, but she also mentioned that it wasn’t a good thing. All I heard was that she thinks I’m funny. She should be paying me for our sessions.”
“Oh my god, Riddles, I’m hanging up.”
She chuckled. “See you soon. Don’t forget your passport.”
“And?”
“And I love you too.”
She noticed then that it felt so different to say ‘I love you’ to her friends like Ridley and Jordan, and then wondered why it was so much harder with Lucy. Perhaps because it had so much meaning to it. Regardless, she felt like she might end up blurting it out in Spain.
Her finger hovered above Lucy’s name in her messages but she didn’t click it. She already had the tickets to the game. She didn’t want to distract her but more importantly, she wanted to see the look on her face when she saw her.
She checked over her little suitcase again, making sure she had everything she needed including her passport and her Australian flag. She didn’t have a Barca jersey, Lucy was going to give her one before the game. That wasn’t important though, what was important was the fact that in a few hours, she’d be with Lucy. She shook with excitement.
Her phone buzzed and she looked at the message from Ridley with the time, address, and the person she was meeting to get her through the private customs and into the aircraft.
Four hours later, YFN had touched down in Valencia. The pilots had been lovely and let her ride jump seat for the flight as it was just the three of them. They’d shaken hands and gave her well wishes for the game.
The ‘customs’ when she exited the plane was one woman who checked her passport and Visa, giving her a satisfied nod and a welcome in Spanish. Ridley was close by, having driven right up to the plane as if it were a private jet. She was leaning up against her car, sunglasses on and looking as stylish as ever in a leather jacket and jeans. YFN dropped her suitcase and ran to her, jumping on her like a koala. Ridley chuckled as she squeezed her tight.
“God, I missed you Blue.”
She couldn’t remember the last time she’d seen her in person. Ridley had moved to Spain several years ago and since then, they’d only met up once in Australia so Ridley could see Nan and her brother. They were basically her family.
“You smell the same.”
She chuckled again and walked over to grab her bags as if YFN weighed nothing. She was one of the rare people who she allowed to be physically affectionate with her, because it was YFN and she was the closest thing she had to family. Ridley managed to get her suitcase and bag into the car one handed as her other hand held an emotional YFN to her. She knew she’d get emotional, she had always been the more empathetic one of the pair.
“Okay, Blue. In we get.” She lowered her into the passenger seat and sat on the edge as YFN wiped the tears from her eyes.
“I’m s…sorry.” She said weakly.
“I expected nothing less, Blue.”
“We missed you last Christmas.”
Ridley felt her heart sink a little. It was becoming a bad habit of hers to distance herself from emotion and being around YFN and her family tended to bring those out of her. Along with memories. Good…and bad. It wasn’t until her new and terrifying infatuation that she still hadn’t accepted, that she’d felt a need to see YFN in person, regardless of how much it would make her feel.
“How about I make it up by coming this Christmas?”
YFN nodded and then spoke huskily with emotion. “We’d really like that.”
“Yeah? Hot Aussie Christmas.”
“Actually, I was thinking of bringing them over to the UK this year…Lucy wants them to see a game and she even offered to pay for their flights and everything. I wasn’t going to let her pay, of course, but don’t tell her that.”
Ridley gave her a look. “Or I can handle it…” YFN opened her mouth to argue and Ridley spoke before she could. “Besides, I really doubt you could stop Lucy from paying for them and organising everything. She seems very…persistent?”
“Stubborn?”
“That also. Speaking of, should we go surprise your girl?”
“Yes please.”
Ridley reached out unexpectedly and touched her scar gently with a frown.
“We match now.”
The car ride was all-round fun. They spoke of their jobs, their European experiences, all of the things they’d missed in each other’s lives. It was always so relaxed with the two of them. Like family but without the drama of arguing or pranking. Ridley seemed the exact same to YFN, the only exception being that she seemed a little more…emotional? She couldn’t quite place her finger on it, but whatever it was, it wasn’t a bad thing at all, though she feared it may unravel her a bit over time.
They arrived just after 5pm and found their seats, Ridley insisting on popcorn on the way through. They settled in and YFN felt tingly and excited as she spotted Lucy on the ground. Their seats were right up against the tall boundary fence where the players entered, and luckily enough, Lucy was playing on this side of the ground and looked so goddamned sexy in their away colours. It was a simple white shirt with blue shorts, though she had white thermals on under it also. Cold Lucy. She always loved her sun.
They had arrived at the 35 minute mark during play, Barca were up 2-0. Lucy looked great, and YFN hoped her knee wasn’t giving her too much trouble. Her speed made her believe she was having a good night with her knee and she wondered if the cold was helping.
There were a few delays with injuries and then five minutes were added to the half. Ridley was casually eating popcorn beside her, surprisingly focussed on the game. She would have questioned it if she weren’t so focussed on Lucy and buzzing with excitement for when she saw her after the game.
That, however, did not go to plan in terms of timing. The ball was kicked out just in front of where the Australians were sitting and it was a Barca throw in on the boundary. Lucy jogged over as she always took the throw ins and held her hands out for a ball. She stopped suddenly as her eyes locked onto YFN and her mouth dropped open. She’d never seen Lucy so shocked in her life. She was frozen still, arms out, and it were as if the entire stadium was watching. YFN blushed at the attention and gave her a little wave.
A ball hitting Lucy in the face knocked her from her trance though she didn’t react much to it beyond the wide grin that spread over her face. YFN’s grin followed Lucy’s and she gestured to the field. Lucy turned but sure made it obvious where she’d rather be as she couldn’t help but look over at her again as she walked to her throw in spot.
She wiped the ball under her shirt like she usually did and YFN couldn’t help but appreciate her ass in those shorts as she took her throw in.
Ridley leant towards YFN, stretching an arm over the back of her seat confidently. “So when’s the wedding?”
YFN scoffed, though couldn’t stop her smile as she watched Lucy.
A few minutes later, the whistle blew to signal the end of the first half. Lucy came bounding over to the boundary where they were and she still hadn’t noticed Ridley, her eyes only for her girlfriend.
“Hi Luce!” She called down to her and reached a hand down. Lucy reached up automatically and hooked their pinkies together with a grin.
“Hi, little one. You surprised me.”
“Pretty sure the whole stadium saw that, Luce.”
“Your fault. How…wait…” Lucy jumped up and grabbed the bar, using her biceps to pull her up close enough for YFN to hug her. If that wasn’t impressive enough, she took one arm off the bar to gently pull her head tighter into the crook of her neck.
“Little one.” Lucy murmured into her softly, just for them. She got a little emotional and the longer she held herself there, the more YFN wondered how long she could hold on. She needed to speak quick.
“Luce I need to tell you something.”
Lucy pulled her hand back to help her grip onto the bar again, her biceps bulging as she held herself there with surprising ease. She looked a little worried.
YFN leant into her and wrapped her arms around her neck so it was just Lucy that could hear.
“I love you, Luce.”
She bowed her head to kiss her neck under her arms where no one would be able to see what she was doing and pulled back to see another shocked looking Lucy, though this one was very happily shocked. Lucy looked at her lips as if she were going to kiss her in front of all of those people and then opened her mouth to speak but before she could, there were sounds underneath Lucy. They both looked down at Panos and Oshoala dragging one of their cooler boxes under Lucy so she had something to stand on. Lucy relaxed herself down onto it as YFN waved back to the girls shyly who were now teasing them. She saw behind them that Keira and Alexia were wandering over to greet them.
“She made it!” Oshoala preached, arms held high as if she were praying. “She hasn’t shut up about you.”
“Oh?” YFN looked at Lucy who was still looking at her as if she had a million things to say.
“How?” She asked again, changing subjects.
YFN turned to Ridley who Lucy still hadn’t noticed yet, only to see her leaning up against the rail with a teasing, dark expression as she looked down at one of the players. They followed her gaze to Alexia who was frozen on the spot, not dissimilar to Lucy earlier as she stared at Ridley with wide eyes.
Ridley leant over the bar just a little further to greet her.
“La Reina.”
#woso#womens football#woso community#woso fanfics#woso imagine#woso soccer#jordan nobbs#engwnt#lionesses#lucy bronze#woso x reader#england lionesses#lucy bronze imagine#lucy bronze x reader#barca femeni#barcelona femeni#fc barcelona#barca#culers#alexia putellas#fc barca
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This Week in BL - I Gave a 10/10 to a BL... me!
Organized, in each category, by ones I'm enjoying most at the top.
Nov 2023 Wk 3
Ongoing Series - Thai
My Dear Gangster Oppa (Thurs iQIYI) ep 4 of 8 - I love this show. I adore Tew's the simple backstory. No frills. No fuss. He got dragged in the way many do and he can kill so they kept him. They aren’t trying to make it needlessly complicated (which is rare for Thailand). That said, the pacing is way tf off, the emotional arc is rushed and then sappy out of absolutely nowhere. Before you ask, the kiss is not at issue, we halfway through they should be kissing, but the romantic life changes - too soon. But I don’t care. Finally, they left us this ep reminded of 2 v important things,
this pair kisses beautifully
in BL all mafia be gay
Fun fun!
Last Twilight (Fri YT) ep 2 of 12 - It's official, I love this. It’s a classic caregiver/bodyguard trope where one of them is opening the other one up to the world, but sweetly. I’m enjoying the softness of JimmySea's take and I hope GMM TV takes its cues from the success of My School President and doesn’t push this particular show into rough or edgy territory. Stay on target GMMTV. Don't mess with my bias again!
Twins the series (Fri GaGa) ep 3 of 10 - Finally, our adorable side couple has emerged! This show remains engaging without losing pace (despite the main couple being slow burn), which is all I want from a Thai pulp, and more I could ask for currently from a sports BL.
(Note: when I dictate the computer always puts "Thai pope" instead of Thai pulp - this is hilarious to me.)
Pit Babe (Fri iQIYI) ep 1 of 14 - I guess they didn’t strip the omegaverse out of this. Unfortunately, I’m not an omegaverse fan, so I find its presence extremely off putting. (But it’s kind of amazing that somebody finally put one on our screen.) Unsurprisingly, it’s a lot of alpha posturing and hyper masculinity, because that’s what this kind of worldbuilding is an excuse for (lazy writing and lazier characterization). This means I don’t like Babe AT ALL except that he’s smell orientated and a bit verse. Way is lovely tho, because Nut is a great soft screen presence amongst the testosterone haze.
Middleman’s Love (Fri YT & iQIYI ep 2 of 8 - I’m not gonna lie (when have I ever bothered to lie to you all?) I’m struggling with this show. The sound effects are getting worse. That is not allowed. Still I found this installment slightly more bearable than the last last, probably because there was more of the cast in play and less of Jade being too cringe to live.
Absolute Zero (Weds iQIYI) ep 8 of 12 - AKA temporal paradox of pain.
My Universe (Sun iQIYI) Friends Forever ep 13 of 24 - Ooo it’s a bit of a teacher/student (coach/player) thing. Linguistic negotiation and kinkification of phi. Also actually kinky. But not consensually. Gonna get dark. Bummer.
Playboyy (Thurs Gaga) 1 of 14(!) eps - Whines. Must I? Gaga doesn’t have a skip ahead button. Sad sack main characters really do not work for me. But this was better than I expected. I wasn’t expecting much.
Look: This is helmed by Cheewin (shudder) with screenplay by Den (Only Friends - shudder the second) under Copy A Bangkok (they deserve not my shuddders). It's gonna be a shizz show people. It's Thai dark War of Y style - my least favorites. Apparently, there is meant to be a "plot" but when has Cheewin ever bothered with plot?
On a completely different note does the blond look like that Korean actor/idol from At a Distance Spring is Green & Wanna One to anyone else? Or is it just me? (Park Ji Hoon)
Ongoing Series - Not Thai
A Breeze of Love (Korea iQIYI) eps 3-4 of 8 - I like it a lot. Dongwook is so obtuse and socially awkward and reserved and needy and Dohyun is so gay over and simultaneously wildly confused by this behavior. Fantastic. A bit stiff, even for Korea, btu I'm okay with it since everything else I'm watching right now is decidedly NOT stiff.
I finished it!
Let's Eat Together Aki and Haru AKA Aki wa Haru to Gohan wo - Japan BL movie 1.5 hr
Best friends life together during university - cheerful sunshine loves to cook, grumpy tsundere loves to eat. Aki is a bit manic pixie dream boy for me (not my favorite archetype) but they’re cute and it’s one of those Japanese slice of life pieces like Our Dining Table that isn’t really a romance in fact it’s barely a drama. This isn’t friends to lovers because they’re basically already in a relationship (which everyone around them knows) they just aren’t fucking. I did spend a lot of time worrying that they weren’t eating any green things whatsoever. In the end this isn’t my thing when there’s no kissing at all, and this was a bit too dull even for JBL. Sorry Japan, one cannot trade on cute and cheese alone. I know, you want to. But that's not a BL or a personality. 6/10
I Cannot Reach You AKA I Can't Reach You AKA Kimi ni wa Todokanai (Japan, maybe coming to Netflix) 8 eps - This classic friends-to-lovers BL is everything Japan does best. Angsty. Emo. Aching. Driven by real thirst. Yamato is deeply in love with his childhood bestie, Kakeru, and has been for ages, unable to hide his ungainly damaging high school need. He wants Kakeru in every way possible and it oozes off of the screen. Kakeru is silly and a little simple, but not frenetic or overly camp about it. He is earnest, and genuinely wants to keep Yamato in his life which means giving a romance (and gayness) a fair chance. We watch him realize his affection and what form it can take in a truly authentic way. This show was impossibly kind to both of its lead characters and I felt honored that I got to watch something so lovely and rare play out on my screen.
I LOVE LOVE LOVED THIS. IT'S SO GOOD.
10/10
Let me be perfectly clear: I have watched 646 BLs and only handed out nine 10/10s.
I talk more about why this one made the cut, here.
It's Airing But...
One Room Angel (Japan Gaga) 6 eps - adaptation of Harada’s manga (which I did not like) about a clerk who's stabbed, nearly dies, and returns home to find an angel waiting for him. With only 5 eps and a good chance this won’t end happy, I'm gonna wait and let you tell me how it goes.
SHADOW (Thai Gaga) 14 eps - I'm not wild about Thai horror (or horror at all) even one featuring Singto and Fluke. I'm holding off on this one and if told it's good I'll binge later.
Beyond The Star (Weds iQIYI) 8 eps - House of Stars meets Boyband. I was NOT impressed. Waiting to be told if I should bother.
What Did You Eat Yesterday Season 2 AKA Kinou Nani Tabeta? Season 2 (Japan Gaga) 10 eps - I find this series more fun to binge, so I'm waiting until it completes its run.
Next Week Looks Like This
STARTING
11/20 Bake Me Please (Mon Gaga) ep 1 of 6 - trailer here, stars Ohm (of OhmFluke) opposite Guide (bestie from IFYLITA). This looks like an actually gay version of Antique Bakery (play it again, BL). I'm intrigued, it looks HELLA pretty.
11/22 7 Days Before Valentine (Weds ????) ep 1 of 10 - trailer here, horror-esk. Adapted from y-novel of the same name, directed by Tu (180 Degree) stars Jet (Why You… Y Me?). When you want your old love again, but fate sends you a reaper instead. All he can do for you is kill people. I'll likely give this a pass and wait to binge if safe.
11/24 VIP Only (Taiwan Fri Gaga) ep 1 of 10 - Screenplay by Lin Pei Yu (WBL) about a chef who courts a shy writer with spicy beef noodles.
11/25 The Sign (Sat ????) ep 1 of 10 - trailer here, horror-esk, but with a suspense and adult characters. Special investigators who loved each other in previous lives reunite in new bodies. Stars Billy Patchanon (BillySeng) & Babe Tanatat (new). Includes other SCOY favorites as a special investigation team. I may give this a try (depending on distribution) because I'm into the non-horror bits.
11/26 The Whisperer (Sun ????) 1 of 10 - trailer here. Thai horror BL that ALSO involves cheating (what joy is mine). He has dimples (My Ride) but I don't think even that gives me the will. You can tell me how this goes.
11/26 Cooking Crush (Sun YT) 1 of 12 - OffGun are back, trailer here. Adapted from the novel “Love Course! เสื้อกาวน์รุกเสื้อกุ๊กรับ” by iJune4S this is about Prem who runs a not-so-popular restaurant with 2 friends. About to go on a cooking competition with a huge reward, Prem gets involved with Ten, a stressed-out med student who wants Prem to teach him to cook.
Still Coming November BL
11/30 For Him (Thurs ????) ep 1 of 10 - high heat trailer, I suspect iQIYI will scoop this one up. From the people who brought us Unforgotten Night (please no) based on a y-novel, man nursing a heartbreak has a one-night stand, but the other boy didn't want it to end. It looks terribly trashy so I'm in! Maybe I'll do a trash watch?
Nov 2023 line up with screen caps here. Not kept updated.
Original 2023 forthcoming BL master post (see comments, some are inaccurate, NOT KEPT UPDATED).
THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS
To be fair this was last week but I did get the screen shot until now. (You are Mine)
I Cannot Reach You serving all Japan's favorite tropes plus some very un-Japan decent kisses.
(Last week)
#this week in bl#bl updates#bl review#I Cannot Reach You#Japanese BL#You Are Mine#Taiwanese BL#Let's Eat Together Aki and Haru#Let's Eat Together Aki and Haru review#2023 bl#upcoming bl#My Dear Gangster Oppa#Thai Bl#Last Twilight#GMMTV#Twins the series#Pit Babe#Playboyy#A Breeze of Love
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Lynn, what do you know about Tate Frost? I only know that he does not like liars, cats. He loves gambling.
{I'll be using quotation marks when using Mortis and Bile's lore. Seriously, they are amazing people. I can't thank them enough for making weird and messed-up characters that are also loveable. Lore and art provided below is by the wonderful creators mortisfox & bileshroom.}
[This is a bit of a hard one as Tate is in two projects. He was first introduced in Mortisfox's first game Purple and Frost Bite is set before the events of Purple. WARNING/TRIGGER WARNING (certain themes) Massive TATE FROST LORE drop!!]
"Frost Bite is set in 1995 and PURPLE in 1996. In Frost Bite, Tate is a butcher. In Purple, Tate chops wood and works on cars for a living. Tate is 6'1, his b-day is April 28th, he's 33 years old in Frost Bite and 34 in Purple. He's bisexual."
Why does Tate dislike cats?
"he's just one of those cis guys who has never been around cats before and thinks they're weak and stupid. if Tate got a cat, he would hate it at first until it slept on his chest then he would take it with him everywhere and kill anyone who touched it. Tate just honestly needs to have a cat for a while. he'd still be a dog guy though."
"Tate LOVES to grill, but he's not like...the best at it. He sure knows how to heat the meat up enough for him to eat it but just barely, the bloodier the better! Tate would probably love someone who could cook for him though, anything to be lazier and still have food in him. But he's not very picky! He's usually a bit buzzed so pretty much anything you feed him he'll think is really good."
"so Tate would probably enjoy a feisty and rougher MC, especially if they're harder to kill cause he really likes the challenge."
Has Tate ever tried to track down or find out who his father was?
"Tate's mom had a lot of partners before he was born, so she's not even sure who he is either. One of those random bar hookups ya know growing up, Tate wondered about it for a while but he lost interest. when he got older and has no desire to figure out who it is, at this point he's happier being independent with no familial ties, that way he can move around the country and not worry about connections. he likes to call himself a 'lone wolf' cause he's a dork."
Since Tate likes drinking, what kind of person is he when drunk?
"OH lord he's usually really good at not seeming drunk when he is, but if you get him past that he gets REALLY handsy, very touchy, but after about an hour of that he becomes extremely sad and depressed, he has a hard time hiding that part of himself when he's shitfaced, but it does take a LOT to get him there and more than likely hed just pass out before that. He's not a violent or angry drunk at all though, if anything he gets more silly and nice."
Is Tate just, not interested in a real relationship like at all/ever, or is he open to it but it's just never really happened that he actually wants to stick around?
"Tates has been very unlucky in love. he tends to get with people who arent really great people (not that he's any better), and he also struggles with feelings of caring or empathy for other people. I think in the EXTREMELY rare off chance he meets someone that's perfect for him that he doesn't just want to kill, the relationship most likely wouldn't last long cause he'd be the one to fuck it up. Tate's current mindset is that relationships are more trouble than they're worth and he'd rather just fuck around with people, but I wouldn't say him getting in a relationship would be impossible."
Who or what was Tate's first kill?
"Tate's first murder (he was 18) was an old girlfriend (whom he lived in a trailer with at the time) who he caught cheating on him, they did not have a good relationship- often having screaming matches that lasted hours, so no one thought much of the screaming while he hacked her up with an axe."
"another bit of Tate's baggage He's always at least 25% drunk, but he gets these very depressing episodes and becomes very suicidal, these don't last too long, maybe a few days to a week, but they're very bad for him."
"anyway lore drop Tate has a younger half-brother (on their dad's side) Dean or 'Coyote' as everyone calls him, they'd never actually meet in canon but Tate would hate his guts lol"
Does Tate eat meat raw? Or does he prefer them cooked? Is he messy when he cuts meat up?
"Tate loves meat that's been cooked for all of 15 seconds, the bloodier the better!! he also loves to just eat with his hands anytime he can, he doesn't care what other people think of him so he just does that in public."
Is Tate a cannibal?
"yep, and there will be a lot of those themes in the game! we'll be putting a content warning when the game is released, but just in case that's not something you're into heres your heads up."
Is Tate good at aftercare? What does he do for it and how would he react to a mc that cries after sex from all of the brain chemicals and such?
"Tate, being the man he is, doesn't think of aftercare all that much mainly because he doesn't have sex in a lot of places that allow it- usually in his truck or a closet or backroom of some sort, BUT on the occasion he does end up in his trailer or your place he'd very much be the "no talking I'm holding you" type of aftercare, if you can really call it that lmao. BUT if the mc was a crier after sex, he might be a bit more gentle, more back rubbing and if you're real lucky some forehead kisses that he won't talk about the next morning. (though he does enjoy the sound of pleasured crying so it might just turn him on again)"
Does Tate enjoy warm cuddles all night long or is he more of the 'needs his space' type in bed with only some cuddles?
"Tate is very much a 'grabs onto you and doesn't let go until he is awake' type, even worse is he a very naturally hot person so I hope you can stand sweating buckets all night."
What is Tate's ideal type of partner?
"Tate is one of those people that gets very easily bored with any one type of person, he's very selfish and doesn't care much about anyone else's feelings. Like there are certain things that draw him to someone:
-shorter
-shy timid people
-people he reads as prey
-small soft hands
but he doesn't stick around any one place for too long and he has trouble forming real relationships (not that it's impossible, it would just be difficult lmao he is VERY stubborn)"
Why did Tate become Slasher?
"this isn't going to be touched on in the game, so ill answer it since it's not a spoiler!
Tate doesn't really have any specific trauma or mental illnesses or any real reason to be like he is, he just does what he wants. He sees himself as an animalistic predator that wants to hunt and he gets excited when he kills people. he hunted a lot when he was younger and grew up doing that and it just escalated into adulthood and it went from hunting animals to hunting people because they're smarter and have a high capacity for fear, which he enjoys seeing. he thinks of himself as a wolf. but this isn't to say he's just a wild animal, he's actually very charming and can convince people to trust him easily. The game takes place around 1994-1995 too so it was a little easier for him to get away with things and he moves around a LOT from state to state. I imagine the state that Frost Bite takes place in is the new england area, but he's originally from Louisiana and he's actually in another game that takes place about a year later and he's living in California in it (Purple) -fox"
[Lastly...We now have pics of not just Tate or that one of his mom, but of his dad and half-bro! Also if you think Tate is huge, think again, because his old man is giant!]
(Lore and art provided by the wonderful creators mortisfox & bileshroom.)
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It stated off small. A little bit extra food every now and then, getting a large instead of regular when you go out swapping the sugar free drinks for ones full of sugar.
But then the little things got bigger. You strayed to switch the everyday stuff up. You stopped having toast and fruit for breakfast and had pancakes or waffles while at home, normally also picking up a muffin or something sweet on your way to work. The dinners you would cook yours self went from being mostly healthy food in small portions to what people would consider mostly unhealthy food in big portions.
Then you started to snack. Something you had never really done before but you started to.
You didn’t notice the changes at first. It took you longer than it really should have for you to notice the changes. Your clothes getting tighter before you had to start sizing them up. You didn’t think much of it. Sizing didn’t really matter much anyway. You never brought your clothes from the same place so your sizing was always all over the place.
you started adding a desert to every meal you eat next. Not just dinner but lunch and breakfast had a desert too. Something big and full of sugar. Your meals just were not doing it for you anymore.
you started to notice then. You noticed when you saw the start of a double chin appearing. So you told yourself you would sort it out. Stop this before it became too much.
But you just couldn’t. You would eat a smaller meal and still find yourself hungry. You would tell yourself just one more bite of food but it would turn into more than just one more bite.
That was when the stuffing started. You didn’t release you were doing it at first but for most dinners you would end up eating too much, you would end your day feeling stuffed and full.
You didn’t notice it until the night you had to undo the buttons on your jeans and instead of stopping you carried on eating. Finished the meal and leant back in your chair hand on your distended stomach feeling like you couldn’t even move.
You released then just how much weight you had put on. Your stomach rested on your lap the way you were sitting. Your boobs had gotten bigger. They were always small so the change was more than noticeable for you. You looked across the room at the mirror and you saw the double chin you now support in full display. you saw how much you had really let yourself so.
and you also found you didn’t care. You were full and happy.
you got to eat what you want and when you wanted and you loved that and you loved food.
And right now you loved how you were feeling. The tightness in your stomach, the feeling that you couldn’t possibly fit more in you and the pain. The pain was satisfying.
You let your hand run up and down the dome of your stomach and you released you wouldn’t mind it got bigger. Wider, stuck out more, had more rolls in it, even if it started to hang.
So instead of letting yourself dwell on things too much you said to yourself just one more bite and you reached over to grab the last of the chocolate you had.
of course they one more bite turned into a lot more and continued to as your body got bigger and you got lazier and happier.
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Reapers & Ravens
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pairings: jordan li x oc
tw: mentions of rape (i kept it the same as in the show btw), mentions of experimental pills, erasure of memories, canon typical violence, mentions of sex, mentions of drinking, a whole lot of swearing, death/murder, RUFUS
description: the story of a girl. a girl cursed by compound v to live a life without touch.
a/n: so... this one is slightly lazier than normal sorry about that, my brain is not functioning at it's best right now... so you'll notice that i borrowed a bit more of the show's dialogue/scenes than normal. i'm going to try and be more creative next chapter i swear. hope you enjoy this chapter and lmk ur thoughts <3 asks are always open & lmk if you want to be added to the taglist.
As lightly as I possibly could I pushed Jordan slightly off me and sat up, clutching the sheet to my chest. Okay so never been in this kind of situation. Don’t freak out. Don’t freak out. Fuck yeah definitely freaking out.
I brought my hand up to my face to examine the diamond casing once again. It wasn’t fading. There was also the foreign feeling of a second power invading my brain. It felt spiky, like walking over pine needles with bare feet. I gently moved my finger over Jordan’s skin. Nothing. I felt actual skin under my nerves. Woah. The familial thrum of my power seemed to be dulled and less… itchy?
As I was examining my hand the door slammed open with a bang and two shocked faces appeared, corresponding to Andre and Cate. I felt Jordan jump up in bed next to me and clutch the sheet to their chest.
“Fuck sorry! Sorry. Wait Vic?”
“Andre! Come on. Sorry about him.” Cate said with an apologetic smile on her face as she shoved Andre away from the door and closed it behind her.
“Uh- wait Vic? What the fuck happened to your skin?” Jordan asked as she turned to me and looked at me all strangely.
“I have no idea! Look, touch me.”
“Uh, I don't think that’s a good idea.”
“Oh don’t worry I’m not going to absorb you. Here.” I offered my forearm to them and she just raised her eyebrows before slightly poking the casing with their finger.
“Woah.”
“I know right!” I said giddily and smiled up at them.
“Uh, we should probably get changed.”
“Right yup.” I turned my back to them before hearing her also shuffling in the bed. Wait… I had been so caught up with this whole weird skin deal that I didn’t realize I have no idea how I got here. I can’t even remember if I slept with Jordan or not… I mean that one is self explanatory actually.
As I felt the fear and worry start to creep up on me I also felt the tingly feeling in my brain recede and the familiar signature of my power starting to take over. Shit what had I done to keep this power this long? Wait, how did I know I could do this? The… uh something to do with Cate and Luke? Who’s Luke? I rubbed my temple with my now very normal skin.
What the fuck was going on?
“Hey Vic I think- woah what did you do to your skin?” I slightly turned to see that Jordan was now fully dressed and was holding my pair of leather gloves in their hand. She had a slightly horrified look on her face and I looked down to my hand to confirm their suspicions. The power had faded and now I could just feel glimmers of it in my brain.
“Oh, I think the power faded.”
“Huh?”
“Honestly no fucking idea. Could you pass me my shirt from over there?” I asked, pointing to the white long sleeve shirt I don’t even remember putting on.
“Yup sure.” They tossed it over to me and I sent her a grateful smile before turning back around and resuming my silent freakout.
“Uh, Jordan?”
“Yup?”
“Not to be awkward or anything but I don’t remember anything from last night.”
“Oh thank god. I don’t either.”
“Really?”
“Yes really.”
“I’m not going insane then?”
“Not unless we are both going crazy.”
“I guess we uh.” I shift my gaze back to the bed and look back at them with a smile growing on my face. A similar little smile blooms on theirs when she catches my eyes again.
“Yeah.”
I picked my way through mounds of discarded things from the party. After getting changed and having a kind of awkward goodbye with Jordan, I was trying (and failing) to find Gemma. If she even was at this party. God, how much did I have to drink last night?
Not finding Gemma anywhere I decided that the next best thing was to try and find Emma or Marie. The crisp September air bit at my exposed cheeks as I ran my hand through my messy hair. Everything seemed to be overloading my senses but strangely enough my powers were almost tamed. They weren’t desperately seeking out life forces like they usually did. Huh.
“Holy fuck Emma?” I exclaimed when I ran over to where Marie was staring similarly astonished at a, well, giant Emma who was covered by a tarp in the pool.
“Heyyy Vic.”
“Are you okay…?”
“Huh oh fine. Just need to find a place to puke.” I turned so I was staring at Marie and shrugged my shoulders.
“I think I have an idea.”
After getting Emma to a relatively normal size and getting her all cleaned up, with a bunch of random clothes and stuff we found lying around, we started scrolling through TikTok. Well Emma did most of the scrolling since my phone seemed to have disappeared from existence.
“Oh my god! You kissed Jordan!”
“Right yup.”
“And you didn’t tell us?” Marie exclaimed in an overly dramatized offended tone. Emma had a similar look of exaggerated betrayal all over her face before we all dissolved into laughter.
“Fuck off, as you’ve seen we were a little busy. And where were you last night huh Marie?”
“I was about to ask the same question.” Emma and I both stare Marie down with some of the most intense stares we can muster.
“Not answering that question.”
“Aww come on.” Emma continued scrolling as I leaned over the side of the couch, stretching my arms and making the vertebrae in my spine crack.
“Oh… shit.” I look over to where Emma had another TikTok on except this one was of her… naked. Chugging beer.
“At least you’re… trending.” Marie said in a gentle tone, trying to comfort Emma.
“For flashing my giant white ass to the world.”
“Did you know… that you could like do that?” I asked as I started picking at the clasp of my gloves. I was starting to feel restless and fidgety, something was off. It was like my power was trying to speak to me.
“Yeah I was wondering the same thing.”
“Oh uh yeah ever since the Buster Beaver incident.”
“The what? You know what, that's none of my business.”
“Trust me you do not want to know. My mom called me a monster and then made me swear to never do it again… which is why this is going straight to voicemail.” Emma answered as she held up her ringing phone and pressed decline.
“That’s really fucked Emma, I’m sorry.” I said as I leaned in and rubbed her forearm. “Welcome to the horrible parents club.” I added as she just rolled her eyes playfully and smacked my hand away. Then we proceeded to try and coerce Marie into telling us what she did last night but she quickly refuted any and all advances.
“Emma!”
“Jesus fucking Christ!” I exclaimed as I jumped slightly from my seat, in the window to the porch thing stood someone who felt vaguely familiar. He had curly brown hair and was wearing a gray jumpsuit.
“Are- are you okay?” He stuttered out before he went around the window and into the little enclosed area we were all sitting- well I was sitting in, Emma and Marie both jumped up when they realized he was coming in.
“I was totally out of line and I’m so sorry that I left, especially after you literally stopped me from doing something absolutely horrible. I-I’m fine now though, and I know this sounds kind of creepy but I was so happy to smell your vomit because it meant you got away-” He stopped in the middle of his rant when he realized that none of us had a single inkling about what he was talking about.
I felt like I could trust him though so when his gaze shifted from Emma to me, I gave him a little smile which he must have taken as an invitation that I remembered him.
“Vic? You know who I am right? We spent months together, I literally saw you last night.”
“Months? Look umm dude, I have no idea what you’re talking about. I don’t remember you at all.”
“Vic? Emma? It’s me, Sam. From Th- The Woods. You saved me.”
“Look, Sam, hey. That’s your name right? Maybe you saw us on the news, TikTok or something? Right?” Marie said, as calmly as she possibly could even though her undertone was very clearly ‘I AM SEVERELY FREAKED OUT RIGHT NOW.’
“TikTok?”
“You don’t actually know us.”
“Marie… I don’t think that’s totally true.”
“What?” Everyone turned to look at me with wide eyes, except for Sam who actually looked grateful.
“I don’t know about you two but there’s definitely something there.”
“They got to you, they made you forget.” Sam exclaimed as realization enveloped his face, but now it was my turn to be confused.
“Who are they?”
“Sam, are you running from someone? Is someone after you?” Emma asked cautiously.
“There are people at that school. People that don’t want you to know about me or the truth and you can’t trust anyone.” Why did I have a feeling that I have had this conversation before? Something was definitely up and it wasn’t a hangover.
“But we can trust you…?” I heard Marie ask incredulously.
“No, no you’re right. I’ll figure out a way for you to remember.”
“Remember what?”
“That you’re a hero. A real one.” Sam said to Emma before he disappeared as quickly as he came back in.
“Well that was fucking crazy.” Marie uttered into the now nearly silent room.
“Definitely. He’s kind of cute though.”
“You guys ready to head out then?” Marie asked as she started gathering her stuff from around the room.
“Uh not yet, you guys go ahead. I have to go find my phone.”
“Ok cool. Byeee.” They both called out as they made their way around the house and I just started looking under random piles that kind of smelt. Ugh.
The whole room contained multiple phones but none of them were mine. Fuck! I then decided to continue my search out in the woods… maybe that’s what that Sam guy was talking about. The minutes dragged on and still I couldn’t find anything. I mean it was quite literally near impossible to find- wait.
Behind what looked like a bush were a pair of sneakers sticking out, kind of like if the Wicked Witch of the East wore Converse and my phone was lying right next to one of the shoes. Ok so that’s fucking weird. I quickly jogged over, grabbed my phone and was about to turn to go when I caught a weird sparkle in the corner of my eye.
Turning around I crouched down next to the body which I had just assumed was some drunk dude who had crashed after the party. What I didn’t expect was that the man was not only not breathing but also covered in the same diamond shell that had covered my body just an hour ago.
Shit. Not again. How the fuck did I even do that? Goddammit. I pull out my phone and start dialing the number of the “clean-up” crew my dad had given me.
“Hi? Is this Bob?”
“Yes, how can we help you today?”
“There’s a mess outside of Dusty Warren’s house near Godolkin University.”
“Very well, Miss. The mess should be taken care of in the next few hours.”
“Wonderful. Thank you.”
“Of course.” The line clicks off and I take a deep breath in before my phone starts vibrating in my hand, making my already seared nerves jump.
I quickly tap the accept call button and Jordan’s voice fills my ear as I start trekking back to the house. Leaving the body with an anxious look behind me.
“Yes you answered! You found your phone then?”
“Yup, anything you need?”
“Yeah we figured something out, just wondering where you had disappeared off to.”
“Aww you don’t have to worry about me.”
“I’ll always worry about you, sweetheart.” The pet name made stupid little butterflies explode in my stomach, especially when it was said in that tone of voice.
“Flirt.” I laugh out when I suddenly spot the group all gathered, looking all serious about something. “Hey you guys.” I said as I stopped the call and everyone turned to look at me.
“Vic! I’m in awe that you’re still standing up.”
“Hey Dusty! Good to see you man.”
“You too, I’ll leave you all to it.”
“How do you know Dusty?” Andre asked as I walked over to stand next to Jordan, who looked at me with their sparkling eyes and a charming smile.
“Connections.”
“Right…”
“So what exactly have you found out?” I asked as I swapped Jordan’s drink from his hand and took a sip as they looked at me mockingly offended.
“You blacked out last night right?”
“Yup… and this has to do with what?”
“Well we all blacked out, and not just last night but the past few days as well.”
“Fuck you’re right! I literally know all of these random things but I don’t know how I got to knowing them.”
“Exactly! And look what I found.” Cate held up her phone and showed us the video of the creepy guy from…
“Isn’t that Rufus?” I asked and looked closer at the phone screen. “The dick explosion dude?” I turned to Marie who had a slightly sheepish look on her face.
“Yeah.”
“Well it’s not like he didn’t deserve it. So what’s our plan?” I say as I rub Marie’s shoulder through her shirt, she gives me a grateful smile as we make our way to the variety of chairs littering the back patio.
“Nothing really, just find the fucker and…” Jordan said as they settled down next to me on the couch.
“I- uh met him in Intro to Psych. He said he liked my gloves and… I woke up three days later in a random bed with a camera pointed at me. He saw I was awake, smiled and said: ‘Make this weird and I’ll wipe you again.’” My heart fell, of course I had had my handful of experiences with men like Rufus, as many people have but those were times that my powers protected me. God Cate.
“Holy fucking shit. Cate, did you tell anybody?” Marie asked as I saw Jordan’s hands tighten into fists on their jeans, quietly I slipped one of my hands to entwine our fingers. They rewarded me with a squeeze back and I zoned back into the conversation.
“... Rufus had me on tape consenting. It doesn’t matter, I don’t even remember it so…” I saw a few tears start coming down Cate’s face and I felt that I could fucking kill that bastard in that very moment.
“Your body fucking remembers.”
“Are you okay?” I asked as I titled my head to look at Cate more directly. Her eyes looked void, like all emotion surrounding the situation was being pushed down.
“I should have known better… and now I do. This is exactly what he does.”
“I get that he’s coming back for me for revenge but what about you guys?”
“I mean we did help…” I said as I motioned between me and Jordan, before turning to look at… Andre who wasn’t in his chair anymore.
“Where’s Andre?” Jordan asked.
“Oh shit he’s going to kill Rufus.”
“I say we let him.”
“Vic!”
“What?”
“So look I know we kind of well you know.” I smirked mischievously at Jordan as the sunlight hit their stuttering face just right. Even in the current situation he always made me feel all sparkly? Yeah, sparkly.
“You mean the fact that you said you wanted to kiss me and then we slept together?”
“Uh yeah. All I’m trying to say is that I don’t want to make this weird.”
“What do you mean by making it weird?” I asked as the smile dropped from my face. Oh no.
“Well we were high and the douchebag totally mindfucked with us.” Oh so they’re breaking up - wait no that isn’t the right word for it. We were barely in any kind of relationship!
“No god you’re totally right. Wait… that’s Rufus right? Is he talking to the dean?” I felt a strange scratching in my left shoulder, one that definitely wasn’t associated with my power because that was mostly hyperactive in my hands at the moment. Weird.
“We should go talk to her right… explain the situation?”
“Jordan, I don’t think we should talk to Shetty.”
“What do you mean?”
“I have a feeling okay? Shit.” I look down at my phone and see the familiar digits of the clean up crew. I spy Marie walking over to us and look at Jordan apologetically. “Look, why don’t you go to him with Marie, I have something I need to take care of.”
“You okay?” Jordan asked as they eyed my phone, I quickly hid the screen and smiled tightly. Today was not my day. Honestly, this week has not been my week.
“Yeah. See you in a bit? I was going to hang out with Cate later if you want you to join?” If they were going to friendzone me at least I’ll be nice about it.
“Oh sure.”
“Cool bye.” I turn and start jogging over to one of the secluded shadowed corners of the building, but not before I hear Jordan uttering a string of curses before waving Marie down.
“Yes?”
“It’s done. Payment can be sent to the established Venmo.”
“Thank you.”
“No, thank you.” The line clicks off and I start figuring out the charges with a sigh. I wish things were different.
I walk into my dorm room with a defeated goran and sink down into Gemma’s bean bag as she looks up from where she was doing her nails.
“Finally. I thought you died or something.”
“Why didn’t you text me?”
“Because I knew you lost your phone after you went all diamondy.” She said as I cracked open my eyelids to look at her now black hair.
“Your hair?”
“Yeah I change it a lot, you should probably get used to that.”
“Honestly I think any hair you choose would look good on you.”
“Aww thank you. So how was your night?”
“You didn’t stay?”
“Nah, parties are like my thing usually but with the whole Emma thing I’ve kind of been exhausted.”
“Wait what Emma thing?”
“Uh I actually have no idea. Wait, I wanted to ask about that. Do you also have weird ass gaps in your memory?” She asks as she brings up her hand to scratch at her left shoulder.
“Yeah we all do.”
“We as in…”
“Cate, Jordan, Andre, Marie and Emma. We think it was Rufus.”
“Eww that guy?”
“Yeah that guy.”
“Fucking hell.”
“So… I thought you should know that I slept with Jordan.”
“WHAT?” I jumped from her insanely loud shriek and let out a laugh when my heart beat went back to normal.
“Yeah… but then they kind of got all friendzoney with me this morning. I don’t know what to do.”
“Well, do you like them?”
“Yes, of course I do. They’re like my first actual crush in a while, but now I’m thinking that maybe it’s about my powers. Like what if they don’t want to be with me cause I might accidentally kill them? We also can’t really do physical intimacy! I have no idea how I did that last night.”
“Woah, that’s a lot and maybe you should unpack some of that in therapy but did you ever think that maybe it’s also something that they are dealing with. Have you explicitly told them that you like them?”
“Well not really. I did tell them that I really wanted to kiss them though.”
“Jesus Christ, Jordan isn’t a mind reader! At least I don’t think they are, you never really know with supes. Anyway… what I mean is that you need to tell them or else how will you ever get out of whatever situationship you currently have going on.”
“God Gem you’re literally the best. Thank you.”
“Of course! That’s what best friends are for. Plus I’m just that great.”
“Yeah you are.”
I sat cuddled up next to Cate under a mound of blankets as we watched some of Soldier Boy’s old movies. It was nice to just have a moment to stop in the midst of all this fucking chaos.
“Ok you have to say, even if he did kill Queen Maeve, Soldier Boy is one fine ass man.” Cate said as she took a sip of the wine bottle we were passing between us.
“Yes, thank you, someone agrees!. I mean those muscles and that face.”
“I know right. I’m so glad Andre and Jordan aren’t here to hear us right now.” We burst out laughing and focused back on the movie when the door was harshly pulled open and I looked back to see Marie with a frantic look painted all over her face.
“Cate? Vic? Do you know where Andre is?”
“Marie? Holy fuck are you okay? Here come in.” Cate said as she jumped up from her seat and I picked up to pause the remote on the interrogation scene. The door closed behind Marie and I joined the pair after pushing off all the blankets. That’s when I noticed it. There was blood coming down from near Marie’s collarbone.
“I am not okay. Everything has gone to hell! I know how this sounds but… they put trackers in us.” Marie’s distressed voice dropped to a whisper at the end of her statement.
“What the fuck do you mean trackers?” I asked as I subconsciously brought my hand up to my left collarbone.
“Here, sit down. Who the fuck is they? Did Sam come back?” Cate asked as Marie sat down on one of the black cushioned chairs. My head was spinning, something felt way too familiar, almost as if this situation had happened before. Trackers?
“I- I don’t know but…” Marie opened up her hand and in her palm, in a pool of blood laid the tracker. All broken but very recognizably a tracker. Jesus Christ.
“This was in my neck.”
“Oh my god.” Fuck the room was starting to wobble, my power was thrumming in warning. Something was really, really wrong.
“I think this is way bigger than what we thought it was, I think something really fucked happened to us and now… I think Dean Shetty is a part of it.”
“Do I have one too?” Cate asked frantically as she pulled her hair back. Marie extended her arm and started to do whatever she could do with her powers. I was so focused on my own thrumming in my brain that I didn’t notice when Cate enveloped Marie’s forearm with her hand and put her other hand on my cheek. Instead of human skin I felt her power coursing through her, my own was trying to fight against it but it strangely surrendered.
I felt so damn weak, my eyelids fluttered close and I let out a harsh breath before feeling myself collapse. Fuck.
I blinked my eyes open as a yawn left my mouth. The side of my head was nuzzled against Cate’s shoulder and I saw the end credits rolling on Red Thunder.
“Hey you’re awake.”
“Shit I’m sorry I fell asleep on you.”
“Oh don’t worry about it. How are you feeling?”
“Fine, much more relaxed. I can’t believe I didn’t finish the movie though.”
“Eh, even if Soldier Boy is hot, he’s not the greatest actor.”
“Agreed. I’ve got to go meet Jordan but I’ll see you later?”
“Of course.” A sad smile blossomed on Cate’s face that made me furrow my eyebrows.
“You okay?”
“Yeah, fine. I promised to go see Andre so…”
“Oh yeah I’ll leave. Thanks for the movie and nap Cate!” I said as I started exiting into the hallway.
“Anytime.” I smiled and waved as the door shut behind me and I turned to go down the hallway when I realized Jordan popped up from their seat on the floor and smiled over at me.
“Hi.”
“Hi. You really didn’t have to wait for me.”
“What? Of course I did. Plus I was having a good conversation with Maverick.”
“Nice.”
“Yeah.”
“So… I know I said that this whole thing was sort of a big misunderstanding but I was wrong and I would really love to-”
“Wait, backup a minute Jordan. When did we talk about this?”
“What do you mean? When we were looking for Rufus and you had to take a phone call?”
“What phone call? And Rufus?”
“Holy fuck, he fucking wiped you again.”
“Did what again?”
“I’m going to murder that motherfucker.”
“Woah Jordan, not that I’m always willing to help with any murderous tendencies that you may be harboring but what are you talking about?”
“Do you remember today at all?”
“Uh I mean I remember- what the fuck? I remember bits but…”
“Yeah, that's what I thought.” She started walking off down the hallway as I stood there baffled. My power thrummed in warning.
“Wait! Jordan. I’m coming with you.”
We were back at Dusty’s house. This day was feeling really fucking off and strangely cyclical. I followed behind Jordan and was busy texting everyone after Marie had joined our little expedition and somehow took out fucking trackers from our collarbones. When we got to the double set of doors, Jordan, very hotly, pushed through them and strode into the room.
“Rufus… time for a chat.” Marie and I followed behind Jordan and saw a rather terrified looking Rufus standing with a can of something and a slice of pizza in his hands.
“Look I haven’t done shit! Why the fuck do you guys keep stalking me?” Then Rufus decided to do the idiotic thing and tried to start running, Jordan created a force blast that sent him into the wall and Marie pulled him towards us. I started taking off my gloves and crouched down next to him… but not too close, didn’t want to get affected by his fucking pheromones or whatever.
“Hi there Rufus. I heard you decided to fucking wipe me again, which is honestly not a very nice thing to do. So if you don’t mind please answer Jordan’s questions or you will die a slow and painful death as I suck out the living energy out of every single one of your tiny cells one by one.” I said with a saccharine voice and a smirk on my face.
“Why did you wipe Vic and Marie again?” Jordan asked from behind me.
“Ok Jesus, fine, you crazy fucking bitch.”
“Wrong answer.” I start to inch my fingers closer to his face as his eyes grow wider and wider.
“Sorry! Oh god please don’t kill me. I swear I have been here all night, I have no idea how I would have had time to wipe you. My powers involve being close. Please, I swear on my life. Look Dusty! Ask him.” I looked up to see that Dusty was doing a hit of some kind of powder.
“Yeah man, I mean I’m pretty hopped up right now but that seems about right.”
“Fine, that just means I don’t get to kill you tonight.” I said as I stood back up and walked over to Jordan and Marie, who had mirroring looks of awe and in Jordan’s case, maybe a little bit of lust.
“That doesn’t mean you’re innocent though.” Jordan said as she held up the little device we each had in us.
“What the fuck is that?”
“It was implanted in our fucking necks!” We then heard vibrating from Marie’s phone and the second I turn to look at her, I hear Jordan shift behind me and push Rufus back into the fucking wall before ambling towards him.
“Ok wait a second. Jordan chill. Let me do this.” I said as I grabbed the arm of their coat and once seeing his nod, I turned towards Rufus and narrowed my eyes. I lean my hand towards his neck as he tried to get away when-
“It’s not him! It’s Cate.” I pull my hand away from Rufus and look over to Marie who was holding up her phone like a lifeline. Just as I was about to open my mouth to respond a loud bang was heard and a beer cask was thrown through the door and into Rufus. Following the metal cask Andre stormed into the room, making his way directly towards Rufus.
“Andre! Andre!”
“Calm down.”
“Wait, wait, wait.”
“Move the scumbag is mine.” Andre starts throwing a pair of gardening shears towards Rufus as we all try to run in front of him to make him stop.
“It was Cate!” Marie screams, making Andre stop in his tracks and look at us incredulously.
“Bullshit. Cate would never do something like that, she’s not a monster.” He sends a trowel this time and I’m almost tempted to reach out to stop him when I realize I had abandoned my gloves on the carpeted floor.
With so much temptation my power was itching like crazy under my skin, I knew I didn’t have the pills on me since I had left them on my bedside table after taking them a few hours ago. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
“Andre, they're right.” Cate’s soft voice echoes through the room as we all turn to look at her as she steps through the rubble. Andre has his arm outstretched as he holds a shovel close to Rufus’ throat.
“What?” Andre drops the shovel with a metallic bang and looks back at Cate.
“I’ve only ever wanted to help and protect you, I just wanted to make things better.” She smoothes her hands over Andre’s temples and they stay there for a few seconds before Andre stumbles back and looks at Cate with utmost betrayal.
“Andre, please you have to understand-”
“You are a fucking monster.”
Jordan puts an arm around my shoulders as we watch Andre walk away as Cate stands there crying. My power echoes in warning. Fuck. What did she do to us?
A few hours earlier…
“I want the girl. Marie. She doesn’t know the full scope of her powers yet.”
“You aren’t the only one interested in her, you know? She has a benefactor, which means she is off limits to you.” Shetty starts to walk away from Cardosa when his second request makes her stop.
“What about Victoria? I never finished with her.”
“Huh now that…”
The conversing voices fade into whispers as the sounds of crying and screaming intensify.
this is really not my best work UGH i apologize. also i barely edited this so if there are spelling mistakes pls lmk i will be eternally grateful
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us! chara my sassy lost child
my own interpretation of underswap:
us! chara:
chara replaces frisk so they're now the 8th fallen child. they retain some key characteristics of their og/ut version though (dislikes humanity, has a soft spot for nicer monsters). i heavily see chara as a sassy, firecracker and trouble making child <3
personally, i think of ut! chara as an entity similar to flowey - they have no soul and can't really "feel" love and compassion. depending on what route you as the player takes, they go along with the ride. their beliefs and goals rely on how much exp/lv you've earned. i think of them as a pretty chill souless kid
us! sans:
im not a fan of infantilizing us! sans (honestly this applies to all "papyrus-types"). like chara, he retains some characteristics of his og version. he likes puns (and loves annoying his younger brother with them), a sciency type, and LOVES greasy food ("sans, for the last time, stop buying grillby's overpriced food"). most noticeable difference with his undertale counterpart is that he's a bit more active & more or less has his shit together a lot more than ut! sans.
you can actually die in his boss fight unlike og papyrus. he's aware of what "capturing humans" entail, & he's not really a fan of the whole killing children thing. but y'know, monsterkind just.. needs one more soul don't they? like og papyrus bossfight, you just need to tire him out before he goes "YOU KNOW WHAT, I CAN'T KILL A KID" & spares you.
(if you die thrice in his bossfight, he'll see your expression & just lets you go. he's unnerved & thinks chara's expression will haunt him for the rest of his life)
he can actually make edible food & is popular with snowdin's residents. he has the qualifications to join the royal guard, he just chooses not to. alphys approves of him and would gladly accept him into the team, but eh - he's content with being an unofficial member.
acquaintances with alphys. you could have considered them friends a.. long time ago, but the past is the past. the best big brother - cares deeply for papyrus and his severe lack of friends. pushes the human to hang out w/ him & papyrus (instead of a date).
us! papyrus:
following the trend of retaining some of the og's traits, papyrus can't cook very well. he's slightly above the category of being capable of burning water. he's talented when it comes to making and constructing puzzles - a great engineer tbh. papyrus still has the racecar bed & has dreams of driving one on the surface.
and for the record, he doesn't smoke - it's a lollipop. he's also anxious and socially awkward - guy's got ZERO friends (okay im exaggerating, he does have at least TWO). nevertheless, he's a loser and i love him; a certified babygirl.
similar to ut's events, paps makes a promise to a man behind the ruins' door to guide the human who passes through, and he intends to keep it. unlike ut! sans who tends to watch over the human from a distance (& occassionally intersects with their journey), papyrus is a bit more involved. he keeps chara company during some sections of snowdin/hotland & likes to keep check on them by calling on the cellphone.
although papyrus is lazier and more easy going than ut! papyrus, he's just as compassionate & kind. during his fight's first phase in genocide, he tries to force the human to give up and rethink their ways. his attacks generally consist of blue attacks - a defense; to push you back. he doesn't like the idea of killing someone (even if that someone happened to be the one who killed your brother and all your friends), but if the human does happen to die - it can't be helped.
if you spare him, you don't get dunked on dw. he'll let you off the fight but doesn't allow you to proceed any further. he'll keep blocking your way — the only way to get past him is to kill him. as a result, his bossfight is a lot easier than ut! sans, but still very difficult. when the second phase happens (you attack him when he spares you), he pulls all stops & tries to full on kill you fr.
on a lighter note, he's bffs with undyne. they construct wild and destructive experiments. BESTIES(tm) IN EVERY UNIVERSE <33
(that's all there is for now.. i have plans for the others but i'll post them in due time)
#eurydiceryn#my work#my art#undertale#underswap#sans#papyrus#chara#my underswap#underswap sans#underswap papyrus#underswap chara
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Font anon again! Thanks for indulging me. Yes it is the fic where SF!Papyrus is Palatino. It’s one of my favs. I agree with Serif as a last name because it’s funny.
I’m going mostly off vibes. You completely nailed what I was going for with UF! Papyrus (you are definitely the right person to brainstorm with and have great insight.) My original font search prioritized fonts people complained about, sticking to the theme of Comic Sans and Papyrus being “annoying fonts.” If you can think of any other ones I’m down to hear them.
Here is my list of names:
Courier
Helvetica
Trajan
Bradley Hand
Gentona, Avenir
Calibri
Verveine
Corsiva
Frutiger
Bodoni
Vivaldi
Zapfino
Rockwell
Amadeus
Clarendon
Arvo
Avenir
Casion
Cooper
Didot
Carrington
Anviers
Fontin
Fertigo
Harrington
*waves hand at you* nOOOOO WORRIESSS and thank you for the clarification ;D!! I'm always here for indulgence owu!! And thank you! I'm glad you like my take on things haha! (ANNOYING FONTS LETS GO!!!!)
This is a fantastic list :o!! I pulled up all the fonts in your list in another window for maximum ponderance lol.
I stuck my thoughts under the cut because as usual it got long (and for some of them I'm spitballing more than anything) but hopefully it's of some help ^^!
Swap!Papyrus: Hands down (haha), he suits Bradley Hand visually- the font is like Papyrus (font) but more loose and scribbled- it has more curves and thus has a more laidback kind of vibe, which is why I think it'd suit him... but also I'm losing my mind at the idea of calling him Bradley (derogatory) (/lh).
(I'm also biased though. I used to use this font for writing when I was younger LMAO. You know how people say to write with Comic Sans? I did that with Bradley Hand.)
Swap!Sans: I reckon he'd fit Cooper.
Round, bold, a little bit 'childish' when compared to other fonts, but infinitely more put together than Comic Sans. It also makes me think about comics like Archie or Garfield, which used similar rounded fonts for their titles! Cooper (font) feels so... cartoony to me, y'know? Also it makes me think of Sly Cooper just namewise lmaooooo
Underfell!Sans: Ok. OK. Listen I don't think this font suits him BUT!!! Fontin would be REALLY FUNNY just purely because I think he'd have the time of his life making jokes about "Fonting". Like: "ey! i'm fontin' here!" type of jokes which would get old so so so quickly. Do you see my vision.
If Carrington was less... curly-cursive I'd say it'd suit him purely for the potential visual association with like. the typeface you might see at a stereotypical tattoo parlour or something. IDK it makes me think about tattoos and motorcycles.
SAYING ALL THAT THOUGH: I think he could suit Rockwell! It makes me think of titles and bold headers, also cowboy westerns and Very Masculine and Cool products lol. Except... Rockwell is usually used with Uppercase, Title case or Sentence case. Purely lowercase Rockwell feels inherently cursed to me. (Like truly, what are you doing if you're using Rockwell in lowercase. That's committing a violence.)
Swapfell!Papyrus: Weirdly enough, I reckon I could see him with Corsiva or Fertigo? (Which... looks strikingly similar to Fontin. Huh!)
(Fertigo on the LEFT, Fontin on the RIGHT)
IMO, Fertigo feels more laidback due to the curling tips (which still come to sharp points). The way that the ends of "strokes" get flicked gives it a sort of lazier vibe.
BUT the font choice here also depends on your interpretation of SF!Pap!!
If you want to have a font that's underrated and everywhere?? GO Calibri. It's used as the default font for Microsoft, and is designed to be very easy to read. This is particularly befitting of the interpretations of SF!Pap where he's well versed in computers/electronics and/or doing spywork. His presence is not actively noticed, but he's always there! Alternatively, if you wanted to name him after a serif'd font, similar to Calibri, one of the fonts from your list, Caslon, has a somewhat ubiquitous presence, and also feels a little rougher/crunchier than stuff like Calibri or Fertigo.
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I know you already decided on a name for him, but Trajan is also a really good alternative option for UF!Papyrus imo. Similar Roman-Commander vibes except even more explicit LMAO. Plus, it's a solely uppercase font, which is even more fitting.
Didot... if you swap the 'i' for a 'd' and vice versa, you get 'idiot' which is simply ripe for the teasing, but I don't think it fits any of the skeletons lol.
I would have suggested Arial as an option due to it's former prevalence, but honestly that name (+Verdana) have like… cemented themselves in my brain as 'fan-made skeleton' fonts ajbhjsmhjmdh (no shade whatsoever to anyone who uses them ofc, but MAN are they used a LOT.)
#i considered the fells having serifs and the non-fells having no serifs but mmm i think that puts a lot of restrictions on the options#additionally i feel like sf!gold bross fit script/cursive font names for some reason#zapfino and vivaldi for wine and coffee maybe...#velwy.txt#inbox#anon#i feel like i need a tag for these sortsa posts at this point lol#mindmortar#get it? because. headcano- *the mindmortar goes off and i m shot offscreen*
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the idea of barley and barley jr is so cute tbh, to me its like that one 'cat, lowercase cat' image
[ID: Barley Junior and Barley Senior from the Better Bones WC AU. They are black-and-white cats with identical markings, except that Senior has a white blaze on his nose. They are long-haired with wheat-like eyebrows, fuzzy beards, black 'gloves' and black 'overalls'. Junior is notably younger and chewing a barley stalk.]
War vet boomer and his gay teenage nephew who plays Minecraft
I gave them brown-amber eyes instead of blue because it fits them more tbh
I like the fact that a farmer can kind of look like an engineer because of the gloves and overalls, something about the way you'd assume Senior's origins are as a barn cat and then slowly learn he was actually a BloodClan Solver.
BloodClan Solvers are an intellectual work role. They make plans, craft things such as Claw Extenders, and even learn how to read simple words.
Senior was a member of Bluestar's old friend group, the Forget-Me-Nots, along with Ashfoot, Deadfoot, Lizardstripe, and Oakheart.
He's very methodical and gentle.
His mother is Bone. Her high status caused him and his family to act a bit... entitled at times. Senior used to feel like the rules didn't apply to him.
They were applied to his sister, and after one too many crimes that Bone got her off the hook for, she was executed publicly.
The last time the Forget-Me-Nots gathered was to rescue/steal her kittens, Barley Junior and Violet Junior. That was about a year before TPB. Lizardstripe was sadly dead by this point.
Barley raised his nespring-- Chelford cats don't have a concept of fatherhood.
Junior was too young to remember this.
When Violet was about a year old, she moved out to live with some friends in a neighboring barn.
In terms of personality, Junior is generally sillier and more active than Senior. He likes having Ravenpaw around first as a friend, and eventually as a lover. He likes stories and travelers, is curious and friendly.
Senior is lazier these days, munching fat mice and napping in the sun most of the time. He's old and starting to feel his age, living out his twilight years in peace.
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Long Story Short, We Survived
Chapter: One of Four
Words: 3,308
Summary: Jo Karev is 41 weeks pregnant with her last baby. There is no way the baby is going to send her into labor the day before her C-section. But It wouldn't be a Karev baby if they came into the world without a little bit of drama.
Or the one where Jo is in labor, but denies every minute of it and baby Karev makes an unexpected entrance.
Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy.
Relationship: Alex Karev/Jo Wilson.
Characters: Alex Karev, Jo Wilson, Helena Karev, and Luna Wilson,
Rating: Teen and Up Audiences General Audiences.
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Fluff, Angst, Relationship(s), Hurt/Comfort, Romance, Friendship, Humor, Family, Love, Kissing, Light-Hearted, One Shot, Happy Ending, Drama, Slow Build, Domestic, Marriage, Parenthood, Pregnancy, Labor, Childbirth, Newborn, Medical, Children, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Background Relationships,
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AN: I have been writing this for almost a year and I'm so excited to share this with you guys. I haven’t had the time or energy to write as I moved three weeks ago and I just got the last of my stuff unpacked. I also got a new job with a promotion so I’ve been working a lot more! But finishing this story feels like the closing of a book, and the start of a new sequel, it’s all been very bittersweet.
It's also the closing of the chapter for Jo and Alex. as they have their last baby and start their life as a family of three. But like anything the Karevs try to do, it doesn't exactly go as planned. 😉
For reference, Luna is 2 years old and Helena is 21 months old.
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Jo Karev was not in labor.
“Yes you are,” Alex insisted as he argued with her.
They were both standing in the kitchen on a Friday afternoon. The August sun illuminated the room although they escaped the heat thanks to their hardworking air conditioner. The summer heat outside made everything seem a little bit lazier. It had been a quiet morning as their daughters had played inside. Jo had gone into the kitchen to start lunch and Alex had followed her to do it for her as he often did these days. She let him because after a while her body hurt too much for her to stay standing. However before she could even ask the girls what they wanted to eat, Alex had told her they needed to go to the hospital because she was in labor.
“No I'm not,” Jo argued back as she turned around and glared at him. “They're just Braxton Hicks contractions and they're not even consistent.”
She stood up a little straighter, even though at 41 weeks she was constantly in pain. She could barely walk with her huge bump and the baby in her pelvis. Jo was absolutely done being pregnant and had been since she hit 35 weeks. No one, not even Carina thought she would be pregnant this long. Especially, given that Helena had come a week early.
They had discussed inducing her when she made it to 40 weeks and given her heart condition they had a scheduled C-section for tomorrow. Jo was ready to have this baby and actually looking forward to her C-section, rather than having to push a giant Karev sized baby out of her. Given that this baby was currently in the 94th percentile, a vaginal delivery would not be easy.
“You just don't want to be admitted to the hospital,” Alex said as he crossed his arms and glared at her.
She couldn't argue with that one as she looked away from him.
“Jo for your sake and for the baby's sake we are going to the hospital now!” Alex said, putting his proverbial foot down.
However, Jo still argued with him. “I’m the OB resident. I’m the one who's pregnant. I know when I'm in labor and I'm not!”
“Says the woman who slept through her labor last time around,” Alex said, as he deadpanned and raised an eyebrow at her.
“Well I'm not asleep now,” Jo said, gesturing to her body and the fact that she was standing upright in the kitchen.
She didn't understand why Alex wanted to go to the hospital so soon. By the time they got to the hospital her contractions would still be several minutes apart and she would get sent back home or worse booked in overnight for observation. She was going to say as much, but then another Braxton Hicks contraction hit. Jo gripped the countertops as she gritted her teeth, trying her best not to let Alex know that she was in so much pain. But of course, he knew and checked his watch.
“They're coming at 15 minute intervals and have been for the past hour. Carina said that for the sake of your heart, you have to come in as soon as we even think that you're in labor.” Alex said, coming up to her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
She let herself be vulnerable in this moment and relaxed into his embrace. He held her belly, taking away the weight of their baby for a moment and giving her a moment of peace after the contraction ended. He leaned and kissed her cheek, his lips lingering on her skin.
“Jo, please, let's just go and get you checked out. I love you and I’m worried about you.”
She felt tears fill her eyes, she was emotionally and physically exhausted as the contractions had already taken a lot out of her. “I just don't want to be stuck in the hospital until this baby is born. I want to be at home with you and the girls.”
“I know,” Alex whispered softly, kissing her cheek again. “But let's be safe. The most important thing right now is that we go in and check your heart and check the baby. Who knows maybe she'll finally come on her own.”
“Or he,” Jo gently corrected him with a smile as she wiped away her tears. “We still don't know the gender.”
“Well, I think it's a girl,” Alex said as he rubbed her belly with a little smile. “Isn't that right, sweet girl?”
Jo put her hands over his on the baby. They didn’t kick, but Jo felt them move under her hand and she knew Alex felt it too. There wasn't much room for them anymore and they felt every little movement.
“Okay,” Jo finally agreed and she could tell Alex was smiling as he kissed her cheek, but they remained in the same position for a little while.
Jo closed her eyes, however, her calm moment was over too quickly as another contraction came ten minutes later. She let out a moan this time and leaned into Alex further as he whispered sweet nothing into her ear. He held her as the contraction finally passed and Jo let out a breath.
“Come on,” Alex said, finally letting her go although she still held onto the kitchen counter. “Let's go to the hospital.”
However, Luna appeared in the kitchen having wandered in from the living room, and signed to her. ‘I want lunch Mama.’
“Okay baby, Daddy's going to make you something for lunch,” Jo said, looking over at Alex who sighed at the delay, but went to the fridge.
‘No, I want Mama lunch,’ Luna insisted, referring to the mac and cheese that Jo would make for them.
It was mac and cheese and the cauliflower and broccoli she's secretly put into the cheese sauce so they would at least eat some vegetables. The girls called it Mama lunch and they only liked it when Jo made it. Whenever Alex tried to make it for the girls they always complained and said that it didn't taste right.
‘I know that you want Mama lunch,’ Alex signed as he knelt down next to Luna. ‘But Mommy has to go upstairs so Daddy has to make you lunch, but I'll make it just like Mommy does.’
‘No, mama lunch,’ Luna signed, letting out a whine as she kicked her feet and threw her arms around. Luna continued to sign Mama and cheese which was the sign she used for Mama lunch.
“Well, I'm sorry baby, but that's just how it is,” Alex said, getting up and ignoring Luna's tantrum as she carried on.
Jo sighed as she looked down at her toddler. She knew Luna was just hungry and tired as it was almost nap time, but she didn’t have the energy to deal with a tantrum right now. She looked over at Alex as he caught her eyes.
“I got it, Jo. Why don't you just go upstairs and get your bag together?” Alex said as he got the mac and cheese box from the cupboard.
“Once I go upstairs, I’m not coming back down until we leave,” Jo said, turning around to go upstairs. “Can you bring me a serving to eat before we go to the hospital?”
“Yeah, I’ll call Mer and she’ll be over in a few minutes,” Alex called up to her as Jo just waved back. “And put on the heart monitor!”
“Yes dear,” Jo called back as she walked away.
“I mean it Jo!” Alex yelled back at her.
As Jo went upstairs Alex got Luna settled with a string cheese stick. She now sat on the bar stool and patiently waited for him to make their lunch. She wouldn't let him cook mac and cheese but they had agreed on peanut butter sandwiches cut into dinosaurs, As he looked for the cookie cutters Alex pulled out his phone and called Meredith.
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Jo slowly walked upstairs as she thought back to that morning, trying to figure out how many hours she had been in labor. She had woken up that morning around 7:00 in pain but that wasn't a contraction. It was just because the baby was sitting on her bladder and she had to pee so badly it hurt.
Jo quickly threw off the covers and rushed to the bathroom. She didn’t bother to be quiet as Alex was used to her morning pee rush. He always slept through everything. To her surprise, Jo had actually gotten a good sleep that night and only got up to use the restroom once.
After she used the restroom, Jo decided to be up for the rest of the morning. Lord knows the girls would be awake soon enough and she decided to enjoy the morning peace to herself. She went downstairs, got breakfast and coffee, before sitting down and turning on the TV, and pulling out her phone.
She scrolled through social media as she waited for her waffles in the toaster oven then slathered them in syrup and a little bit of peanut butter for the sake of her health. Curling up on the couch, she enjoyed her breakfast as she turned the TV on low, so as not to wake anybody up.
After she finished her waffles, Jo went back up to the nursery, something inside her just told her the nursery needed to be ready. She was in a crazy nesting mood these days and everything had to be organized, put away, and cleaned. Something Alex had dutifully helped her with. Although the nursery was perfect, they had completed it weeks ago. Still, Jo double-checked everything.
The diapers were in the diaper bin next to the changing table, wipes and everything were set up and the chair next to her nursing station was ready for her. She decided to check on Alex and the girls. It wasn't unusual for them to sleep in, and when she checked the baby monitor camera both of the girls were still asleep.
Luna was curled up on her bed while Helena was spread out on her bed. When she went back into the room, Alex was sleeping too. He had his arms outstretched into her empty space and although he probably hadn't woken up and seen that she was missing yet. She decided to enjoy the luxury of a shower to herself and went to the bathroom.
She washed her face, before hopping into the shower. It was so nice to have a shower to herself these days. If it wasn't Alex hopping in with her, it was the girls and they never ended up clean; she and Alex enjoyed some intimacy together, and with the girls, they just ended up splashing and playing.
Jo found herself rubbing off the remnants of a crayon drawing on the white tile as she let the warm water roll over her. Then she washed her hair, before she stared at herself in the reflection of the glass, putting a hand around her belly and holding her baby as they gave her a series of kicks. Jo found herself admiring her body and her belly more so these days as her due date came, and went.
They had agreed that this would be their last baby, her last pregnancy before they had conceived. Jo wanted to savor it as much as she wanted it to be over. She was huge at this point and her belly stuck out like she had a beach ball under her shirt. Her baby was about ready to burst out of her. Literally, as her skin stretched and she was constantly putting lotion in her belly to help as her skin stretched and ached. She traced the dark line that trailed down her belly with her finger, before holding her belly with both hands.
There wasn’t much room left in her uterus for them, however, when she took a breath she could feel the fullness of her ribs and knew that the baby had dropped lower. She could feel their back pressing out and their little feet just kicked above her belly button. They must have dropped into her pelvis when she was sleeping. Which was a surprise, and a bit of a displeasure as her lovely baby’s huge Karev head was now pushing down into her pelvis as they prepared for labor. If she pressed where she knew their feet were they would kick her hand and did so now as she smiled.
“Hey you, how are you doing today? Do you have any plans to come out or are you just going to chill until I evict you?”
The baby responded with a light kick and Jo smiled.
“Yeah, I wouldn't want to come out either. Especially as I know you hear your sisters screaming and your Dad being grumpy and me complaining at the time. I don't mean to complain, but being pregnant is hard. Especially after everything we've been through with my heart.”
The baby kicked her hands again as if to agree.
“Yeah, but I promise you, that you are so loved and so wanted. We all can't wait till you're here. Your dad and sisters kiss you in my belly all the time, but I can't kiss you yet, but I promise I'm gonna kiss you the first chance I get.”
Jo kissed her hand and placed it on her belly. Hopefully, she could kiss them soon. Then she closed her eyes and turned her head back under the water. Then she heard the door open and looked over as Luna came in.
‘Mama?’ Luna signed as she came in.
‘Good morning Luna, come here,’ Jo waved her over and Luna smiled as she ran over, pressing herself up against the glass of the shower.
Jo leaned down and cleared the fog from the glass. Luna pressed her lips against it and kissed the glass. Jo laughed as she opened the door and greeted her daughter.
‘I love you, little moon,’ Jo said as she wiped the fog off the glass before kissing Luna’s cheek.
‘Good morning.’ Luna signed as she yawned.
‘Are you hungry?’ Jo signed to her, but Luna shook her head.
‘Can I get in the water?’ Luna signed to her as she reached for the zipper on her pajamas, telling Jo her intentions and not asking for permission.
“Alright, baby,’ Jo said as she carefully squatted down to help Luna unzip her Bluey pajamas.
Jo grabbed the shower head and sat down on the wooden bench. She brought it down to hold it at Luna’s shoulders so she could stand under the water. Luna giggled as she danced and played before she climbed up next to Jo for a quick snuggle. Jo snuggled her baby close and relished having Luna in her arms. They sat together under the water as Luna told her about her dream and Jo watched her sign with earnest.
Soon enough, Luna got out the toys and grabbed a boat. She started to push it under the water as she made the little boat go up the wall and moved it around. Jo figured it would be a good time to wash Luna’s hair and grabbed the shampoo. After they were both clean, she let Luna play as the warm water as the steam soothed her muscles. She rubbed her belly, but the baby was quiet and seemed as content as she was.
‘Mama, I hungry,’ Luna signed to her as she dropped her boat and came over to her. ‘Daddy make pancakes?’
‘Yeah baby, let’s go wake him up.’ Jo signed with a smile as she shut off the water.
She grabbed her towel and wrapped Luna in her little ducky towel. She had Luna sit on her toddler toilet as they were trying to potty train her. She was showing all the signs of being ready to potty train, but they only had a few successes so far.
After they dried off, they went back to the bedroom. Alex was lying on his side, turned into the bed, and curled around Helena. Helena must have also woken up, but instead of coming into the shower with them, she climbed into bed with Alex. The girls definitely had their preferred parents, although Jo knew Helena loved her as Luna loved Alex too.
Luna ran around to Alex and climbed up on top of him, patting him and trying to get him up as she chose to talk. ‘Dada!’
‘Good morning, little moon,’ Alex groaned as he woke up and wrapped his arms around Luna as Jo grabbed some clothes.
‘Daddy, pancakes?’ Luna signed to him with a smile.
‘Yes, I’ll make pancakes,’ Alex signed as he sat up. ‘But you need a diaper and some clothes first.’
‘Okay, I get clothes,’ Luna signed before she ran off to her room.
“Your clothes can be optional though,” Alex said to her as she looked up to see a familiar smirk on his face.
Jo laughed as she picked out her favorite sundress. “I love that you still find me attractive, let's wait till nap time.”
After she got dressed, Jo did give him a good morning kiss, although she pulled back wrinkling her nose at his morning breath. She should have gotten used to it by this point, but he had a particularly stinky breath. He laughed as he covered his mouth and Jo shook her head.
“I didn't hear you get up this morning,” Alex said, as he sat up and looked up at her with a lazy but happy smile.
“Yeah, I wanted some alone time,” Jo said as she smoothed the fabric that bunched around her belly. “I had breakfast and everything.”
“Oh, so I suppose you don't want pancakes then.”
“No, I definitely want some.”
Helena finally woke up as she rolled over and sat up. She rubbed her eyes and crawled over to them. Alex pulled her into his lap as she laid her head on his shoulder. “Hey baby girl, do you want pancakes?”
“Yeah, pancake,” Helena said around her binky as she was suddenly more awake and crawled off the bed.
“Alright let's go make some pancakes,” Alex said as he grabbed Jo around her waist and kissed her cheek as she smiled.
The rest of the morning was lazy and quiet, the girls ate and watched TV as she and Alex relaxed. It was set to be a quiet summer day, until now.
#jo wilson#alex karev#jolex#grey's anatomy#greys anatomy#otp: home and heart#jo karev#luna wilson#helena karev#my work#my writing#my fanfiction#grey's anatomy fanfic#LSSWS
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Hello! I've been binge reading your blog for a few days now djfkwodj I love your writing so much. Especially the self-aware au. I love reading about it, and the other anons are so creative??? Thank you all for providing food 🙏 I wanna share an idea I have of that au too.
It's established that all the idols + Anzu are obsessed with the player (and god, imagining 40+ characters following you around 24/7 is a nightmare. My introverted self would feel drained on the first day) but what if the player is the 'stick-to-one' type? Like they choose just one character to fawn over and the rest just get cast aside. While the player appreciates them, their oshi takes top priority.
(Using Rei as an example for this. I started playing enstars because of him lmao). Imagine Rei just gets all the privileges, attention and love. The player pulls for all of his cards, grinds events for his event cards, puts him in the home screen and sets him as a leader for every song. The favoritism is so obvious it just hurts, and probably pisses off most , if not all of the characters. Heck, they even hear the player gush about Rei in the real world.
Oh and something that really hurts, is that one of the other characters' 5* comes home: they're so happy to be with the player, but they only get to see their disappointed face because they're not the favorite.
I imagine that the other characters would do everything they can to ruin Rei's time with the player. Maybe they'll force themselves into the home screen in the hopes you'll give them attention. Or mysteriously appear in the office even though the player knows that they only put Rei in there.
While the chaos is happening inside the game, the player's just confused with all the glitches and hopes that it'll get fixed the next update.
Ahem. I'm done with my rant now. I'm sorry for rambling in your ask, but the self aware au just floods my brain with ideas. Hope you have a good day!
Awww, thank you so much! Getting these kinds of sweet compliments always makes me really happy☺️ And oh yes, I absolutely agree with you there! The anons here are super creative, coming up with all of these cool ideas for the AU. I love reading them!
Yeaaahhh I gotta agree with you there, I´m also pretty introverted myself so I would have a pretty bad time with all of them chasing me around and wanting to spend time with me. It would be so overwhelming, like please, I need time alone!!😭
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tw yandere, possessiveness, obsession
When the player sticks to only one character and shows obvious favoritism when playing the game ( Rei)
Ooh, this would be a nightmare for all the other characters! I´ve discussed a similar scenario with Anzu before but let me talk a little more about it!
So let´s start this off by saying that there´s one person that would be *very* upset if you preferred Rei over everyone else. I don´t think I even need to say it but Ritsu would not like this at all. His brother completely abandoned him in his time of need and now he´s also taking away his beloved player? Hasn´t he tormented him enough, does he really need to steal away his last piece of happiness? Ritsu doesn´t understand what you see in his brother and he´s very mopey about this. He´s even lazier than usual at practice, it´s like the last bit of his motivation has fizzled out now. He will never forgive Rei for this but that doesn´t mean he´ll give up on you. He´ll find a way to make you see that he is the superior brother!
Rei himself is obviously really happy about being your favorite ( good choice btw, he was also the starter card I chose when I started on my jp account! I heard that he was a vampire and has a coffin with wheels underneath them and was sold ksjlfsd). It means that all of his efforts were worth it in the end, if you recognized him and deemed him worthy of your affections.
Oh, he can´t help but feel a little bit smug when everyone else starts to realize how you favor him. You´re always pulling for his cards in the gacha and passing on everyone else, you try your hardest to score as many points as possible in his events to maybe even get several copies of his card, you´ve unlocked all of his outfits and SPPs, his fans are maxed out and he´s the only idol that gets the privilege of staying in your office, even though more spaces would be available.
It´s so so frustrating and they feel almost helpless with it too, because what are they supposed to do when it seems like you´ve already made up your mind? You´re not pulling on their banners and only doing the bare minimum for their events, deciding to instead save up in case Rei gets another card.
At this point, some of them are desperate enough to ask Rei for help. Kaoru is on his knees, begging to let him be the 4-star on one of his banners to give him the chance to come home to you, even if it hurts when you show basically no reaction to getting him. The spots on banners Rei features in are very competitive because a lot of the idols see it as one of their only chances to get to you. Yes, they could try to break through and give you their off-banner 5-star but they seriously can´t handle the clear disappointment on your face when they show up instead of Rei.
Some others will indeed try to ruin the time Rei has with you, using the stories to smack-talk him in front of you with the goal of changing your mind once you see more of his bad qualities or invading your home screen and your office. You swear you didn´t put them there but maybe you accidentally tapped on them when you were changing Rei´s outfit? Who knows. Maybe it´s also just a bug that needs fixing.
One thing is sure though, Rei is very hated within the game now as everyone is jealous of him, wanting to be the one to get all of your attention instead.
#ensemble stars#enstars#rei sakuma x reader#yandere rei sakuma x reader#yandere enstars x reader#yandere ensemble stars#yandere self aware au#ensemble stars self aware au#yandere self aware ensemble stars au#yandere ensemble stars x reader#ritsu sakuma x reader#yandere ritsu sakuma x reader#gn reader#yandere#cw yandere#cw obsession#cw possessiveness#yandere x reader#ensemble stars x reader#enstars x reader#undead#knights
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I’m over halfway through Blood Canticle by Anne Rice(The Vampire Chronicles #10) and it feels bad saying this considering the woman passed away not too long ago but I swear the writing style gets sloppier and lazier every single book.😭 There is no more of the charm left and yes there was a few books since Queen Of The Damned that were a bit more similar to the OGs but this one? I’m lik 60-70% through and the only actually interesting thing was the Taltos. Writing style is horrid and messy, Lestat is being really fucking annoying and I really feel like the stereotypical depictions of the staff at Blackwood Farm are even worse than in the last book(Blackwood Farm, but that one actually had a more interesting plot and more intriguing characters introduced such as Petronia, though I still think Lestat was just a plot device there and it should have been a stand alone or spin off).
#sorry for the rant i just can’t keep it to myself any longer#anne rice#the vampire chronicles#interview with the vampire#iwtv#blood canticle#vampires
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The main peeps you'll be seeing on here being drawn, most ocs specific to this account and two familiar faces for those coming from my main (being Mari and her gf)
Want short little blurbs about em? Of course you do:
Yummie is a lil kobold looking critter, riddled with anxiety and semi questionable coping methods. They're often cared for by her set of girlfriends, whom she love dearly despite often getting teased on the regular by them. She also has a penchant for getting eaten or getting into other odd situations, whether they willingly seeking it out or not
Penelope is a dragon(?) or something of the sort, whatever she truly is she's a playful motherly individual. She's kind, but also a lil dimwitted, sometimes appearing a bit ditzy, but she always means well. Yummie often has to deal with her wanting to keep her loved ones close to her
Amira is a red dragon who's large and in charge, she affectionately considers her girlfriends part of her hoard and is often the one to step in if anyone tries to mess with any of them. She doesn't accept anyone trying to assert authority over her, but still very much respects her friends and close one's decisions and wishes
Sock is a large, light pink colored snake who speaks with a bit of a twang to their words. They can be found sleeping most of the time when not spending time with their close ones, being a bit on the lazier side of things. When not giving big hugs they like eating others to show affection, even if not everyone sees it as friendly
Peaches, full name Pecherezizi, is a demon of varying size that focuses on providing others with comfort and a way of clearing out bad emotions, for the cost of letting her do her work the way she needs it to be done. She absorbs and feeds on anxiety, stress, frustration, sadness and other negative emotions, which she absorbs from other beings when they're inside of her. Meanwhile not the most appealing method for some, it is harmless and effective - just don't piss her off cause then your soul might be absorbed as well for good measure
Marimoo is a halfling bard, honestly if you want to know more just check out her toyhou.se page
Vexxithra, often shortened to Vexx, is a serpentine "goddess" who claims to be the queen of new and old, perfection and the stars. Sealed away in her own realm since ancient times, she sees few visitors, her main one being Marimoo who ended up in a relationship with her. While vain, she respects and cares for her little bard, even having made it so she can't die in her realm as a safety measure if she ever were to love on her a little too strongly
Munchy is a piñata monster creature that likes sweets and enjoys making others they meet into piñatas. Or at least offering it to those who would want it, though if you go trying to hit or break em open like any other piñata then they definitely will do it just to teach you a lesson. The process is not the most pleasant unless one has a big sweet tooth, but it definitely does as advertised
Chipz is a fairy daemon that tends to pick on those bigger than her, especially if they act all high and mighty just cause she's small. Both to fuel herself with energy and as a way to prank others she eats them and while draining them of energy also shrinks them down in the process. This size decrease is only temporary, but lasts long enough for her to mock and or terrorize her prey in turn before they turn back to normal
And that's the main folks for now
#tw vore#v0re#safe vore#soft vore#oc yummie#oc penelope#oc amira#oc sock#oc peaches#oc marimoo#oc vexx#oc munchy#oc chipz#my characters#my art#long text in the read more#just so you're aware
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One Pound Gospel - Volume 4 (Final Volume)
Man, all the cover art in this series is so samey. Kind of a shame. Maybe they should have incorporated side characters into the covers?
Ch. 29
So apparently Angela's family is super rich and judgy, that sucks. Maybe that's part of why she wanted to join a convent to begin with lol. As an aroace person, I somewhat understand her struggle being pressured into a relationship by society.
What do you MEAN Angela isn't her real name?? I didn't know that nuns adopted new names! (So I guess I did learn something new after all). Is her real name pronounced "Mari-eh?"
The chef literally made "Tyler's Bullshit" from The Menu lol
Great another dumber than bricks character who is so dumb that no one could possibly be that dumb in reality. New guy's gimmick is that he just adds random sauces to his dishes without knowing what they are. Riiight
Ch. 30
Well, that was a tiny arc. It succeeded in making me hungry.
This was just the Kana arc but in reverse (Kosaku is jealous instead of Angela). I can feel Takahashi running out of ideas for the characters.
Ch. 31
What is this, the dying of over work chapter?? Both the bento guy and the cram school teacher are going through it.
Kosaku threatens to quit boxing for the 9 millionth time. I don't buy that he's serious about becoming a chef. These kinds of flaky people are the worst irl.
Ch. 32
I appreciate the different fighting styles we've seen through the course of this series. In this one we see one of the lazier options that boxers can use to earn points. I thought it was funny that the nuns referred to it as "hugging" because that's what I was thinking it looked like lol.
Ch. 33
Okay, I feel really silly that I didn't pick up on the fact that Ryusei was Kosaku's next opponent.
I respect Angela's immediate disgust for the dudes at the host bar. I have heard stories of how they can be pretty extortionate and phony. I'd be scared to go to one. Kosaku's reaction to finding out she went to one was funny. That is pretty wild out of context lol
Ch. 34
I liked the use of overlapping speech bubbles to show Kosaku ignoring his coach, that was clever.
They're implying that the guests at host clubs are often female employees from similar industries. IDK if that's true, but that's pretty interesting...
This chapter made me google whether or not male customers are allowed at host clubs and I got mixed results. I guess it depends on the club!
Woah, host club dude gets 3 chapters instead of 2? What makes him so special...?
Ugh, I just googled what a "bait dog" is and learned some very disturbing info about pitbull fighting 😭 couldn't find anything about the term being used in boxing
Ch. 35
All the guys at the gym cringing at Ryusei's phony TV interview was funny. Kosaku's so cute saying "yeah he's cringe, but he's not a bad guy!" (paraphrasing)
Oh snap, Kosaku got angry! Honestly, Angela deserved to be yelled at a little bit. I know it's because she cares, but she's a little too hard on him sometimes.
Ch. 36
Wow, these final chapters are so short! It kinda feels a little rushed actually, oh well.
Ryusei's host coworkers coming to cheer him on was cute.
Ch. 37
Aww, that was really wholesome :) <3 Marie (Angela) gave up being a Sister to be with Kosaku at last and Kosaku won the title.
I loved that Kosaku said he was fighting for Marie AND himself. It's important to be a whole person outside of your relationships!
This was a sweet little, fluffy romcom. Very easy to get through. Looking forward to the adaptations!
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Five platonic pairings you enjoy?
I got this last night, but I was a bit of a zombie, so I put off answering for this evening. I love this question and I think my favourite platonic pairings are the ones where a less creative or lazier writer might have made them a couple but instead they are so much more interesting than a romantic pairing. So, in no particular order:
Hawkeye and BJ (MASH). These two met just as the show was finding its balance between humour and heart and their friendship was something that even 9-10 year-old me treasured. Two men who were emotionally vulnerable with each other, at once sibling-like and platonic lifemate in a terrible place, they were and are one of my favourite pairings of all time.
Ted Lasso and Rebecca Welton. Bless the show for not going where 99% of other shows would have gone. Even if I occasionally rooted for them as a couple, I love more that they perhaps could have... but their love for each other was of a different kind. Two souls who needed one another desperately so that they could rise above their mistakes and trauma to be happy, healthy, and loved.
Keeley Jones and Rebecca Welton (Ted Lasso). I have to go with another pairing from this show because they got the non-romantic pairings so right. This friendship was a joy from beginning to end. We all need someone in our lives who will cheer us on, call us out, support us when we strive, and hold us when we collapse.
MCU: Clint Barton and Natasha Romanoff/Steve Rogers and Natasha Romanoff/Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes. All of these friendships felt so deep and substantial in a world where you would expect romantic pairings not genuine "I see you, I get you, I've got your back" connections. Most of the MCU romantic pairings were paint by numbers, but these friendships are what had me so emotionally invested in the stories.
And I am going to cheat slightly because I am all in right now with Our Flag Means Death and frankly, every pairing, friendship, strange collaboration that isn't a romantic couple is fabulous.
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February 24: Creativity
I don’t feel like I’ll be very productive this weekend. Today I was just… pretty exhausted and felt like I needed to vegetate for a while. Unfortunately this is most Saturdays for me but this one felt a little worse, I think because this past week was pretty overwhelming. Or I’m just getting lazier. I can feel some of my bad habits from last fall returning, and I’ll have to work harder to beat them back with a stick, and then maybe I can move in the other direction.
Anyway, I barely even thought about writing. Trying to get myself to do it felt so far from the agenda. I did a few other things, like most of my dishes, and organizing some notes. Tomorrow I need to do laundry, which often takes up most of the day, both in terms of hours and especially energy. So I really don’t have much hope of writing then either. I’ve been pretty good about writing every weekend so I’m sort of disappointed in myself for not doing so this weekend but also… it’s fine. I have two more scenes of the Jonty fic left and, while I don’t in any way want them hanging over me for months, I’m also not too concerned about them. There are only 2. Doing the first one was strong proof of concept. And afterwards I want to start the Miller/Bellamy fic but I also do not feel ready for it, so there’s no rush, really. And I want to start another Daria fic but I sort of don’t feel ready for it either. I don’t know; that one I’m a little antsy about but it’s also a bit of a special case.
I haven’t sat outside with some coffee and just fic planned in a while. I thought it would be too cold to do so today and then it turned out warmer than expected but I also slept in a lot so, whatever. Next weekend looks promising and then with the time change I can stay outside for a bit after work on Fridays without running into the I-don’t-want-to-go-home-in-the-dark issue. The last couple times I went out the experience was a little disappointing, so I think I’ve gotten into the habit of not even wanting it, but I think it will be good for me, both creatively and in a general mental health way.
It’s getting quite late and I need to stop randomly browsing through the internet and instead, go to sleep. I really should do as much cleaning as possible tomorrow in addition to the laundry—but even the laundry would be a significant and worthy accomplishment.
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