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non-plutonian-druid · 2 years
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hello all i have an absolute monster of a meta essay for you that I like to call “The Umbrella Academy is so close to saying something about the concept of nuclear families and if the writers are doing it on purpose its going to be beautiful”. Its almost 2k words.
For the record, since i think its relevant and greatly informs my thoughts, i am a nonpartnering aromantic person and i strongly believe that the idea that a family is a pair of romantic partners and their children needs to go. Thats uh. Bigger than the scope of this essay. But it does inform a lot of my thoughts on this particular theme in the umbrella academy so there you go.
First, some semantics: technically the only family member to actually get to the point of “nuclear family” is Allison, who then divorces her romantic partner. Only her and, technically, Diego, have kids. Most of the others have love interests but because of the beauty of being different people with different life experiences, their particular romances often do not fall specifically into the the box “nuclear family”, though some could eventually given time (and some may not ever). That being said, associated with the term “nuclear family” is a pattern, historically, of children growing up and finding a romantic partner and moving out into a single-family home, where they have children raised only and specifically by them and their romantic partner, and they thus grow apart from their siblings and parents. This is a pattern that is held, at least in America, as The Best pattern, and anyone who does not achieve it is failing in some way. And that pattern, of leaving behind the family you grew up in to make a home and a family with a romantic parter? That’s everywhere in TUA. I would argue that the tension between the siblings’ urges to follow it, and between their urge to reconnect with each other, is one of the main themes and a main source of tension through all of the show.
Pre season 1, most of the Hargreeves build their own lives after escaping from Reginald, but only Allison creates her own family. Then, in season 1, a few relevant things happen
One, Allison is separated from her daughter, and desperately wants to return to her. Returning to her daughter inherently and repeatedly means separating herself from her siblings and returning to a family unit that does not involve them. I am not arguing that this is a bad thing, or that Allison should not be with her daughter; I am pointing out that the family Allison has with Claire is separate from the one she has with her siblings (There is one notable exception to this, based on my memory; Allison asks Luther to join her on her flight to LA in the Day That Wasn’t, after they rekindle their romantic relationship).
Two, Viktor begins a relationship with Leonard, who deliberately isolates him from them, which does fit the pattern but is kinda unfair to use to serve my point lol
Three, Klaus meets Dave. Klaus has the power to return to 2019 at any point he wants, and could even bring Dave if he so chose, but remains in the 60s away from the modern day and his family with Dave until Dave tragically dies.
and Four: the world threatens to end and the umbrella academy tries, badly, to fix it by coming together once again. Allison is constantly torn between wanting to help save the world and wanting to be with her daughter, Viktor is manipulated away from his family (not that the hargreeves probably needed the help lol), and Klaus breaks away entirely to spend months away from them with a man he falls in love with. Bad things? Not necessarily, apart from Viktor’s shitty boyfriend being abusive. But the beginning of a pattern.
Season 2. The Hargreeves have all had months or years in Dallas, and many of them are beginning new lives with new families.
Allison, once again, is married. Viktor has a blossoming relationship with a woman he loves and is devoted to taking care of her son, who he loves too. Diego has acquired a love interest as well (Lila my beloved), Klaus is trying to prevent his past-future boyfriend from enlisting, and Luther is trying to figure himself out. Obviously a major tension in this season is between Five trying to round up his siblings, and his siblings’ prioritizing their lives in Dallas, which they’ve built with hard work and are just getting used to. This does not involve a tension between a nuclear (or nuclear-ish) family and their siblings for all of them, but it does for Allison especially, and Viktor, and to an extent, Klaus. An important thing to note here is that the siblings are not averse to reuniting, as they often were in season 1. They have been worried about each other! They have been looking! and yet even once they reconnect their little lives stay separate. They talk about it, but do not invite their siblings into their lives. They meet love interests offhand, but do not integrate. All of them, even when trying to reconnect, still have two separate lives that they have to choose between.
Season 3. Oh boy.
perhaps not “oh boy” for the reasons that you think. The reason its “oh boy” is because there are three parts to how i will talk about s3: The romantic interests-slash-nuclearish families, the way the hargreeves talk about their own family, and The Ending.
First, Allison again. Allison begins the season once again wishing desperately to find Claire, and mourning leaving Ray behind. She leaves almost immediately, and gets to LA only to find that Claire does not exist. Getting to a world where Claire exists, or Ray exists, or both, becomes her motivation for the rest of the season, pitting her against multiple of her family members. Fair! She is more worried about the family she has lost than the family that is right in front of her and fine, which is perfectly reasonable. And obviously, she is considerably more invested in her toddler’s well being than her adult brothers’. What I point out is that once again, her family with her siblings and the families she’s made are separate entities from each other, and this fact is forcing her to choose between them.
Second, Luther. Luther’s relationship with Sloane begins similarly enough to previous ones in the show- Luther is making a choice between a romantic partnership and his siblings, it causes tension, the romantic partnership and his siblings form two different units and never the twain shall meet. But. Then Sloane gets folded into the Hargreeves siblings- or rather the Umbrellas, since she’s a Hargreeves too lol. Sloane is... not a character, no offense, but I’m presuming that she is supposed to be integrated with the Hargreeves since that is the impression of the writers intentions that I get and for the sake of being nice to them I will pretend that they succeeded. Interesting! A romantic partnership that is integrated into their family, and not existing as a separate one adjacent to the rest of them! That has never happened before. Even Allison and Luther’s romance is not Part of the family formed by the rest of the siblings; it is, narratively, treated as something separate
Three, Diego. And Lila. Once again, a change of pace. Lila comes here for Diego only at first, but quickly is embroiled in the Plot and the Family. Lila has always been more integrated with the family than other love interests, if only because she has much more plot relevance than most of them, but even then her primary real interactions have been with the Handler, outside of the family entirely; or Diego, with the occasional exception of trying to murder Five. This season she is fully and completely part of the family, and has one on one, meaningful interactions with not only Diego but Allison, Five, and Klaus as well.
 Two love interests in one season that arent separate from the rest of the family, huh?
So what about the way the Hargreeves talk about their family this season?
Allison begins the season once again wishing desperately to find Claire, and leaves almost immediately. Viktor encourages her to leave, believing that Claire still exists and that finding her will help Allison. To do so, he encourages her to find her “real family”.
Later, Klaus goes on a roadtrip to find his biological mother. On the way, he commiserates with Five about their lives, and they both wonder if what they have could even be called a family.
Contrasting, there are multiple scenes on multiple occasions in season 3 alone where Allison, Five, Luther--  all of them-- declare their love for each other. They’re a family. No matter what.
Hm.
Now The Ending.
The Ending is one of the saddest parts of the show to me, and makes me desperately hope that The Umbrella Academy gets a season 4, because The Ending leaves the siblings utterly divided.
Luther is searching for Sloane.
Diego and LIla are presumably going to build a life together with their future child.
Allison is all the way in LA, living an idyllic dream where both Ray and Claire are alive and returned to her.
Even the remaining siblings, who do not have lives laid out for them, have walked away from one another to return to normal, nonpowered lives. If the story ends here, in the tension between the family you grow up with and the family you build with a partner, the siblings have prioritized their own lives, and the family they’ve spent three seasons trying to reconstruct falls apart under the weight of.... living a normal life.
What I want from the Umbrella Academy, what I hope we get if there is ever a fourth season, is the Hargreeves figuring out what family works for them. They have constantly been pulled between their siblings and their own lives, and have almost never allowed the two to mix. I find the story of the nuclear family, where all people are expected to find a partner and have children and for that and only that to make a normal life, to be depressing and isolating. I desparately want the Hargreeves, who have been trying so hard to reconnect, to find a better story for themselves. Every season so far has been building a stage for this storyline. Season 3 is literally ending with many of the Hargreeves getting idyllic little family units while walking away from each other, and if that doesn’t spell “we’re going to be Dealing With That” then I don’t know what does. They really could be telling a story that says “Leaving the family you grew up in behind doesn’t have to be the only answer”. It could be so good. But do i trust the writers to realize what they’re doing, or is their writing just littered with unexamined assumptions about how families are structured? I just don’t know.
#tua#the umbrella academy#luther hargreeves#diego hargreeves#allison hargreeves#klaus hargreeves#five hargreeves#viktor hargreeves#i mention ben exactly zero times so he doesnt get tagged but hes here in spirit#ha#lila pitts#i dont think anything after the first five tags shows up in the main tags but whatever#writing this made my brain melt out of my ears and then i had to edit it? gross#i didnt have to edit it but i did want it to be like. readable and not complete nonsense#i could do an epilogue about five who also kind of has a little family off with delores#that is simultaneously necessary for his sanity and also always always second to his siblings#but i didnt really have anything to say about it other then 'thats a thing that happens!' so i didnt include it#not that this whole thing is THAT much more than 'thats a thing that happens!' but#anyway when talking about all this 'the little families they build with a romantic partner' and#'their lives they build away from their siblings that may or may not include a romantic partner'#are easy to get tangled up and i think i fell into that a few times#but im specifically trying to get at the common narrative of leaving beihind your old family to make a new one with a romantic partner#and how that doesnt need to be the only narrative to exist#you dont need to leave your siblings behind to build a family#the two do not need to be separate#they can be if that is what is good for your life#but they do not have to be#tua s3 spoilers#s3 spoilers#tua spoilers
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roturo · 1 year
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Eve, Psyche & The Bluebeard’s wife
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“I wish for what’s forbidden
Get it like boom-boom-boom.”
WARNINGS: SMUT. (NO PIV) : MASTERLIST.
Gojo Satoru x AFAB!Reader
English it’s not my first language so i’m sorry if I have some grammatical errors. This is my first jjk fic, and I always wanted to make one! Basically my content is based from songs, the song title will always be the title for the Oneshot/fic/etc. I haven’t wrote in a “long” time, so it’s not one of my best works. But I still hope you enjoy it!. 🩵 Might do a pt2
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Since you were a little kid, your parents always teached you about the jujutsu world. The curses, and of course, the strongest clans. They mentioned a lot the Gojo clan, which always intrigued you. 
Gojo Satoru. The celebrated and strongest sorcerer. Millions of money, every girl he wants, and gets everything he wants. Was he really all that? 
You were always taught to respect your seniors, give them the smile of a doll, listen to them with a kind face, and eat up the shit they say to you.
“Oh Ms.(L/N) you’re one of the strongest female sorcerers, have you ever thought of forming a family with another strong sorcerer like you? I can help you with that”
“You’re already getting old, how do you pretend keeping the strong blood going?”
“It’s clearly you need to train more, you’re getting out of form. How boys will like you if look like that?”
You keep covering and covering everything like emotions. You hate it, you’re not a doll. What if you never wanted to have kids? Or even a partner?
Now you’re 19 years old. Almost 20. Living alone, and you started assisting to Jujutsu school. You’ve been always training with your dad, but as time passes and you get stronger, your dad can’t keep up with you. 
First day of school. Feels weird, since this isn’t a normal school, neither a place you’re going to learn normal things. 
You started walking towards the big white building until you noticed some people training, a pink haired boy excitedly looked at you and started waving at you, next to him was a tall black haired looking pineapple frods hair, a… panda?… and a greenish colored hair girl. At least they looked nice?…
You were wrong. 
Well, not totally, Yuji and panda were nice, full of energy, but still.. nice.
The others… Well.
They weren’t mean, but not as friendly as the other two. 
But anyways, they were waiting for the sensei. Talking about how handsome he is, how you shouldn’t fall for him since he’s a what they call “rolling stone” (for going from women to women) basically a womanizer.
… What a dick.
But still, apparently he’s really strong, and a good friendly sensei.
But you never thought your sensei was the forbidden man.
Your heart was beating, but don’t get it wrong, it wasn’t in a romantic way, more of a “is this really the Gojo Satoru?”
The strongest man on earth.
Wow.
They were right.
He’s indeed handsome.
“Ms.(Y/N L/N)! Glad to see you here! Your dad told me a lot of you.” He said, with a stupid smirk of clearly what they called: a rolling stone.
You really didn’t understand how both of your families got along, but never in your life till now you met with Gojo Satoru.
“Hello sensei Gojo. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” You said with a doll smile, like they taught you. 
“Great! I guess you already introduced to everyone here, what about warming up to see what you got?” 
You did as he said. Your curse was mind controlling. You didn’t like it, you didn’t used it for your favor neither for curses, it only brought bad things to you. Like your mom forgetting you, losing your first boyfriend.. 
It really was a strong but delicate curse.
You started fighting with Maki, a easy fight even if you were still rusty. Great warm up.
Next was Panda, heavy when trying to get him of you but still. Nothing too special.
Last one was Megumi, you were out of breath, some bruises here and there and you were pretty sure your head was bleeding but hey! You were fighting with no use of your cursed energy! You had to use it somehow now.
So, it was easy, just in time of 2 seconds, you quickly got into Megumi’s head to use his own shikigamis against himself and quickly end the fight with some damage here and there but nothing serious. Hopefully no one noticed what you did.
But for what you can tell, everyone was astonished. You overcome all of them.
You were in fact, one of the strongest, so, what else but to prove it with fighting Gojo Satoru?
The kids were trying to get you in a battle with Gojo, someway they had to see you beaten.
He let out a small laugh, knowing the outcome of this battle, then he  got in position
“Let’s see what you got doll.”
Asshole.
Okay, you were definitely beat up. He really was all that. You tried everything in you but couldn’t even land one punch. You really started to hate this man. 
So you began focusing you energy and unleash some power out of it. You’re not pretending to die today. And less to this man. So while he was being the asshole he was and showing off his power and how beaten up you were thanks to him, you slowly worked your way into Gojo’s mind, slowly taking control of his thoughts and actions.
The usually unmovable Gojo Satoru seemed to be lost in your mind control. He was now in the same place but nowhere around him but you.
“Where am I?” He said, you felt his body tense up so, still controlling him, you tried to relax him a little bit.
“Don’t worry sensei, this is just for time, you were almost killing me in there you know?” You giggled, getting closer to him.
Gojo couldn’t believe this, your father had told him about you having a  strong curse but he never thought it would be this strong for you to control him.
He was trying to get back control, and you sensed that, so you had no other way of beating this rolling stone, but to play his own game.
You started waking closer to him, you hear his heart beating like boom boom, but you didn’t expected him trying to fight with you in his own mind. You felt a punch in your left side of your face, then a heavy body knocking you down into the floor.
“Stop this now.” His voice changed. The flirty tone changed into a darker one.
You’re not letting him win this game.
So you moved your bodies in a way you’re now on top of him, but you felt a punch of energy hitting you in your chest. You really have to be faster.
Never in your life you thought you were going to be on top of Gojo Satoru straddling him to get you stopped from being beat up. It was getting hotter for him, something so unexpectedly for him. He never thought this is how someone will get into him.
Gojo still in shock you started moving your hips back and forth letting a small sight. He parted his lips making eye contact with you. You had to focus or you would stop having control over his mind. 
You breathed in, “Kiss me.” He looked at you and agreed almost immediately.
He barely even knew you, he only noticed you thanks to your dad, you were a pretty girl, and had a nice body too, but why is he falling so quickly for this girl? Never in his 28 years of being in this earth he never imagined he would be letting his guard down just for a lay with a girl. When he’s supposed to make the girls let their guard down so they could have sex with HIM.
Why were you so special? Why is his body feeling so hot right now?
He leaned back from the kiss amusingly and watched you frown. You were obviously dissatisfied. “More,” you sighed and pulled him by his neck. 
You crashed your lips onto his and moaned while doing so. He put both of his hands on your hips and rubbed circles on them while dominating the heated kiss for a while. You pushed him, now being able to straddle his hardening bulge as you tried not to break the kiss. You held onto his shoulders and ground faster, your hips moving sensually against his. He was grinding with you at the same pace, lips still on yours as he let out low groans of satisfaction.
His right hand slowly went underneath your skirt to rub your inner thigh. You moaned and wiggled a bit, trying to get his hand off your damp panties, but he put his hand back to your side again. This was not part of the plan. Focus. You silently cursed and glared at him before he parted his lips to say something. He was still looking at your body.
“I think i’m about to cum” This was the first time he’s coming before the girl he’s fucking. What were you? What are you doing to him?
You kept grinding into his now hard dick, getting your hands inside his shirt and started playing with his nipples making him let out a small whine from the unexpected action. You kissed his jaw, everytime lowering more the kissed until you had to get his shirt off. to start sucking his nipples making him moan while still straddling him.
You had to focus. So when you felt him having some shock waves from the pleasure you stopped, leaving him hard and confused when you got into real life again. This was your time, you caught him out of guard without his infinity and punched him hard on the face making him fall down. 
But when you got on top of him to give him a last punch you never expected him to push you back with a strong wave of energy, making you fall and hit yourself with a tree.
Everything started fading away, making you dizzy, the last thing you saw, was a white haired man looking at you without his blindfold with a impressed but still dark face inspecting you.
“You’re definitely a mess.” That’s the last thing you heard before everything turned black.
What was he looking for? If you want now we fall... 
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Hope you enjoyed my first jjk fic! I might do a pt2 if this gets support! Remember to give a heart ♡
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i do believe that sta/ncy suffers from a huge case of two people just standing next to each other like i genuenly can't remember a single memorable conversation they've had besides that insane love confession in the woods
literally i just cannot understand the appeal and can't even describe how ... BASIC i find it like i've loved some random little m/f couples sure objectively but those two don't even come CLOSE i just literally don't get it 😭😭. even typing that sentence out made me feel insane bc imagining them together in any context gives me secondhand... terror. like shipping a ruler with a pencil sharpener like what's going on. stop that. secondhand NIGHTMARE what the hell are people going hard for here. like beyond that they were presented literally to Be broken up he was Already the boyfriend. and i guess maybe if we'd seen them ... in literally any way at all actually get together to get some background some context some stakes in it all initially i would potentially understand but we DIDN'T because s2 st4ncy were literally just the backstory for j4ncy to form at least at this point 😭
like they were a high school couple that dated for like what a YEAR they are not love's greatest trial the 5 seasons of this show aren't Steve And Nancy's Road To Ending Up Together it's literally ridonkulous i don't even find it TRAGIC and dramatic the way some people do i just find it boring... anyone who likes them together is like the type of person who would have a galaxy print t-shirt. i don't find the embarrassingly stretched out love triangle back and forth cute or a tragedy or the height of romance i don't find steve being hung up on her anything other than kind of depressing but also understandable and at (most) times character assasinating which also goes for nancy as WELL like oh my god. anyone who genuinely thinks if they like for some reason end up together in season 5 a WIN for either of them well.. i worry for their mind and soul not even fucking around. it's not even like potentially funny in the divorced teenagers way it's just like okay. they dated she cheated on him they broke up he said he got over her and realised valueing building friendships and solid relationships beyond potential romantic trysts is far more worthwhile she found a new partner who she is... still dating... then for no reason at all beyond Because the world is ending they actively regressed before our very eyes whilst literally talking about crawling backwards they Crawled Backwards. then he said "i want a big family and a normal life" and she said "that sounds nice" <- has been fighting for the past 2 years against being pigeonholed into a suburbanite housewife nightmare.
i dunno i think i'm like 2 seconds from getting incredibly heated about it if i think about it more it just drives me crazy ESPECIALLY when people act like this is all intentional and well thought out and not just accident after fumble after mischaracerised nosedive even though i personally do enjoy taking these scenes and interpreting them in a way that doesn't reduce nancy to "strong independent woman!!!! but her storyline will always inevitably fall back to Her Relationship With Thing One Or Thing Two" and steve to like. that he was never intended to be anything more than "nancys jerky boyfriend" despite them literally trying to flesh his character out more they chain him down at the same time he is the stagnating pillar in their rotted storyline and the only way for it to HAVE a nice conclusion would them being FARRRRR away from one another maybe after some actual closure. and i don't find it compelling i don't find Those stakes to be interesting or satisfying let alone even ?! HEALTHY. anyway...
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phoneybeatlemania · 2 years
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Do u ever of think about Paul obsession with John? My view on Paul always intense compare to John. By intense i mean by his love towards John maybe slightly more than just friend. Get Back really shows his jealousy to Yoko, he hate Yoko in studio, he hate Yoko seat near to John, he hate Yoko influence on John. This just show how much possessed the man had towards his friend. He’s acting weird play passive aggressive towards John, building fences around him so his partner cant reach him just because how John hurt him by replacing him with Yoko. As for me i think theirs relationship is more than friends because the way Paul describe them as play hard to get in beginning doesn’t fit if they just normal friends. Always something intense between them. I just want your opinion on Paul that’s all, because u already talk about John to some extend i need more on Paul’s part. Anyway thank you.
I think definitely Pauls feelings towards John, and their relationship as a whole, clearly went beyond just being friends. Friends just seems too lacklustre a term to describe them as, and I agree that theres an intensity towards one-another that existed on both their behalf’s. What I struggle with is what I can define them as beyond that though, because theres just so many facets to their relationship, that I would find it impossible to elect one term (i.e familial, romantic, platonic) to summarise it in. To me, the best term for John and Pauls is kindred, because I find it a good way of concisely summarising their deep-connection, but also vague enough to leave room for exploration of other facets within that bond. 
I don’t quite see how Paul playing ‘hard to get’ in the beginning (Im assuming you mean from Woolton Fete, 1957) immediately means their relationship went beyond friendship. I was actually just talking with someone about this yesterday [you know who you are ;)], but I don’t understand why the intensity they did feel towards one-another necessarily has to have begun from the moment they met. It just feels a bit too cinematic to me I guess, and I just don’t think thats generally how people work in real life. Paul might have been playing ‘hard to get’ in the beginning, but I feel like sometimes you just Do That if you think somebody’s cooler than you? I mean, Ive done that myself with people—Im aware its dumb—but it doesn’t mean I instantly felt an unbreakable bond or attachment to that individual: in all honesty, it probably just means I thought they were cool and I wanted them to like me. It’s not that Im outright denying they felt some kind of connection from the beginning, because they might have done! But what Im trying to get at is more that using strange little mind-games when we first get to know a person (i.e acting “cool”, playing hard to get) isn’t really an out there thing; its something Im sure everyone has done at one point or another. So that was just a quick note on that, since I just wanted to get that off my chest. As I said before, I agree John and Pauls bond was deeper than mere friendship, but I just don’t see why it had to have begun From The Moment They Met; bonding with another person takes time. 
On the part of Paul’s jealousy/dislike/hate towards Yoko (as you described it), while I agree that these were elements of his feelings towards her within his relationship with John, I think theres perhaps a few things you’re not accounting for. 
Firstly, that John wanted Paul to feel this way. I think John was purposely trying to evoke this sort of a reaction from Paul, employing use of triangulation in some vein in order to spark a kind of jealous/hurt response from him [will refrain from elaborating here because anon only wants my take on Paul lol; but please note that Im not trying to vilify John here]. I understand your argument as well in saying “he hated Yoko’s influence on John”, but in a lot of ways I think that was a rational response from Paul. To Paul it would have seemed that, starting from around the time John got with Yoko, he’d been being pushed further away and John had progressively become more and more withdrawn, argumentative and difficult to communicate with. For whatever reason one might ascribe, Johns personality and sense of self had changed since getting with Yoko, and it wasn’t only Paul who was confused and aggrieved about that [see: the argument between John and George in this quote]. Plus there was Johns heroin addiction, which practically went hand-in-hand with his relationship with Yoko. Taking these things into account, I can understand from Pauls perspective why he would be resentful of Yoko’s influence on John.
On another note though, its been awhile since I last saw Get Back, but during my watch of it I didn’t actually get the sense Paul was bitter/jealous of Yoko irrespective of whether she was having a good or bad influence on John. To me, it doesn’t seem Yoko was inherently problematic for Paul, in that I don’t think Paul would have necessarily taken issue with John getting remarried to someone else. It’s more that Yoko, in her own right, offered a threat to Pauls relationship with John (again, going back to that point about Johns self changing since beginning his relationship with her) and so I feel that Yoko’s individual actions and intents were his real qualm with her, rather then broad idea of John having a wife/girlfriend. I also don’t feel like Paul was outwardly mean or vitriolic towards Yoko in Get Back—but it’s been awhile since I watched it so maybe I missed something?—but instead I actually got the impression that he was making efforts to get along with her, and to make her feel welcomed during the sessions, i.e during this (very) awkward (but very funny) encounter. Its not that I don’t think Paul was annoyed about her being there during song-writing sessions, because Im sure he was, but Its that I still the impression that he was making an effort to at least try and get along with her; almost like he’s working with what he’s got.
Secondly, I want to touch upon the point of Paul experiencing feelings of “possession” towards John. I agree that there was a facet of possession Paul felt towards John, but that feeling comes in many forms. i.e in a purer form you could point to a parent feeling possession of their child; in a darker vein you could point a jealous partner. When we truly care about a person, we want to protect them, and in part this leads to feelings of possession. I think Paul is just the type of person whose protective of the people he cares about, and its been quite well documented that he felt both this protective and sympathetic instinct especially towards John—see for instance:
John was going through a lot of pain when he said a lot of that stuff, and he felt that we were being vindictive towards him and Yoko. […] But we were actually quite supportive. Not supportive enough, you know; it would have been nice to have been really supportive because then we could look back and say, Weren’t we really terrific? But looking back on it, I think we were OK. We were never really that mean to them, but I think a lot of the time John suspected meanness where it wasn’t really there. — Paul McCartney in interview w/ Chris Salewicz, 1986 (x)
McCartney is quoted as telling Billboard: “[John] didn’t say, ‘I’m now fat and I’m feeling miserable.’ He said, ‘When I was younger, so much younger than today.’ In other words, he blustered his way through. We all felt the same way.”
“Looking back on it, John was always looking for help. He had [a paranoia] that people died when he was around. His father left home when John was three, the uncle he lived with died in later, then his mother died. I think John’s whole life was a cry for help.” — Paul McCartney in interview with Billboard (x)
I always find myself wanting to excuse John’s behaviour, just because I loved him. It’s like a child, sure he’s a naughty child, but don’t you call my child naughty. Even if it’s me he’s shitting on, don’t you call him naughty. That’s how I felt about this and I still do. I don’t have any grudge whatsoever against John. I think he was a sod to hurt me. I think he knew exactly what he was doing and because we had been so intimate he knew what would hurt me and he used it to great effect. — Paul McCartney in Many Years From Now, Barry Miles, 1997 (x)
“I’m kind of expected to say, ‘[John] was a saint, he was always a saint, I remember him as a saint’, but it would be a lie. He was one great guy and part of his greatness was that he wasn’t a saint. He was a great guy but he was pretty sacrilegious. He was pretty up front about it. But it was half the fun.” — Paul McCartney, Dec. 10 1980, The Dream Is Over: Off The Record 2 by Keith Badman (x)
The impression I think you, anon, get from Pauls sense of possession of John is that it was one largely based in jealousy and irrationality; that Yoko had no right to infringe upon his relationship with John, in Pauls mind. [correct me if Im wrong about you anon]. But to me, it just seems more like a sense of possession driven in part by him valuing his relationship with John, and in part by a protective instinct he felt towards him. And both these things Im sure did involve degrees of jealousy, envy, bitterness etc. because Pauls only human after all, and as much susceptible to these feelings as anyone else. But overall, my impression here—based upon the things Paul has stated in interviews himself—is that there was good-intent underpinning this “possession” of sorts, at its very core. 
Third and finally, I wouldn’t even say Paul was necessarily ‘building fences’ between himself and John as a conscious thing during the early recording sessions of 1969. I think he genuinely wanted to re-establish both the connection and affection that had existed between them not long before. But in terms of why he might have responded to John with passive-aggression or spite, I think you have to consider that, similar to my first point, John was trying to cause these types of responses from Paul. I cant really see Paul acting in such a manner unprovoked, and thus I think the influence John would have had on Pauls behaviour has to be taken into account. 
Anyway though, thats some of my feelings on Paul [yes Im John-girl, but Im a Paul-apologist too 😩]. Let me know if you have any further thoughts or disagreements anon!
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Buddie 518 - General Thoughts
I enjoyed 518! There was less Buddie than I’d hoped but I always want more Buddie. Always. So…anyway. Still, there were clear moments laid down as additional building blocks for the evolution of their *romantic* relationship in s6.
Of course the wall repair scene was fan-freakin-tastic. Buck was in the room again helping Eddie to make repairs but that scene was also about Buck acknowledging that he needs to fix some things in his life too. I liked the way that his conversation with Eddie had multiple layers of meaning.
It was Eddie acknowledging that Buck’s endless desire to fix things had helped Eddie himself, hence Buck’s adorable Eddie-only smile.
It was also Buck being a little behind Eddie in making repairs. It was symbolic of him feeling like he couldn’t help Cap and of him avoiding Taylor. 
It was Eddie dispensing sage advice and laying down wisdom left and right. It was hilarious and awesome because he like JUST got his shit together but he was talking like he had been healed and recovered and in deep spiritual reflection since the dawn of time. Like. The way he interjected with “fix it?” and laughed sweetly at Buck was so damn precious I almost expired. It was a beautiful way to show how far Eddie has come on his journey. Glorious.
The firetruck scene with Ravi talking about what’s important in a partner was just the writers being Absolute Monarchs because of the callback to the solemn vow that Buck and Eddie made to one another (to have each other’s back) in 201 when they decided to be partners husbands and best friends.
The balcony scene with Maddie was also solid gold. Buck described what love looks like in times of challenge and adversity and realized that he DID NOT have that with Taylor. He also had the audacity to say those sweet and true things about real love while wearing the outer shirt/jacket that he wore during Eddie’s 513 breakdown. How dare he make me feel all my damn feelings!
Of course the inevitable breakup happened and it was GLORIOUS. I deeply appreciated the “clean slate? yeah. just not together.” of it all. He just looked SO DONE with Taylor’s selfish shenanigans and for a guy who’s pretty oblivious to his own worth, that was a huge growth moment for him. So proud. Also, friggin’ finally bro! Damn!
It was also not lost on me that the Bathena honeymoon plan happened during the Henren vow renewal. The Madney reconnection was overlaid with the ceremony. Buck happily reclaiming his key and letting Taylor go was overlaid too and so was Eddie talking to Chris about scary things and therapy. It seemed SO SIGNIFICANT that Chris said that talking about scary things in therapy can make them less scary. My favorite little man said that to Eddie and it was overlaid with the queer vow renewal! I’m thinking thoughts, yall! s6 Eddie has some queerness to explore in his upcoming therapy sessions and beyond, and I will be here for it!
I’m glad that s5 ended with everyone mostly okay and ready to move to the next chapter of their lives. Buck will figure out his worth and what he wants in his love life. Eddie will bring some deep feelings to the surface and let them himself be happy. Yes!!! Buddie and the Buckley-Diaz family will be moving forward together and I can’t wait.
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I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?) Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about their partner? Do they remember every little detail they mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?) X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)
Not fast. Very slowly. Give him several years and he might. I did some semi-incoherent rambling about it here (nine months ago apparently? Gosh time flies), with the gist being that Sidurgu most likely said it first because Saahe just didn’t. He doesn’t take these things lightly, period, so like I said in those messages, he’d need to be fully certain of his own feelings and intentions before he confirmed them out loud.
So it’d probably just take the push of the other person saying it first to force him to decide in the moment if he’s going to reciprocate or try to slow things down. A partner that ever tried to move too fast just wouldn’t work for him because he won’t rush these things, but Sidurgu takes it slow too so they work for each other.
I’m still figuring out the timeline of all this, by taking notes while playing Runa through the MSQ and DRK quests to see how they correspond and what happens when, so I couldn’t give exact dates and times but yeah it was. Years.
He will also say it in a familial way, though; he doesn’t reserve it for just romantic feelings, but as he has no blood family and instead builds all of his familial relationships from the ground up as well, it takes him about as long to say it there.
Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about their partner? Do they remember every little detail they mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)
He remembers, because to him, if he wouldn’t remember, that’d mean he didn’t care. He doesn’t remember every last thing, his memory isn’t good enough for perfection and sometimes he’s a little distracted and doesn’t pay full attention, but a very good deal anyway.
But yeah, most things he’ll make a note of, so over time he’ll know many random things about his partner, and can also address a lot of things seemingly out of the blue because he remembered it was mentioned once somewhere.
On the flip side, if his partner didn’t remember any random tidbits about him in return, he’d get offended because he would take that as a sign that they don’t actually care. He doesn’t keep track of what you do and don’t remember or intentionally sow things that you need to specifically remember, but he does notice if no signs are ever displayed about remembering any little things.
X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
Head bumps are their version of showing affection in lieu of kissing because Saahe’s horns make a lot of things kinda hazardous, if not entirely impossible. They never have had a first kiss, but I’d fully argue that the first time they pressed their foreheads together was just as intimate and took just as much building up to (keeping in mind the guys function on an eternal slowburn. We talking about years again).
I don’t know if this means Sidurgu has never kissed anyone (in the romantic manner), but it sure does mean Saahe has never kissed anyone ‘cause his horns had already grown into place by the time he was old enough to start gaining interest in these things. He gave smooches as a child, though, before his horns got as big.
However, as Sidurgu’s horns don’t cause limitations like these, he has kissed the top of Saahe’s head and stuff like that, which absolute melts Saahe.
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Sooooooo…this is why it’s important to read the Bible for yourself. Because all I have ever heard about Solomon is that he was so wise & this made me pray for wisdom. Imagine my surprise when a few weeks ago I flipped in my Bible to see that this was coming. AFTER GOD GAVE HIM ALL THAT HE GAVE HIM, HE TURNED ON HIM OVER A BUNCH OF WOMEN!!!!!!! I often struggle with feeling like God rewards the foolish. This is not to say that I’m so perfect because I’m not. But I was raised to believe that I would be so blessed if I was a good little girl. I am blessed…but I don’t have these kinds of riches. And he was old doing this. If you go on to read you will see that HE BUILT IDOLS OF OTHER GODS FOR THESE WOMEN!!! AND WHY DID HE NEED THIS MANY WOMEN AND CONCUBINES??? CONCUBINES???
So, yeah, Solomon built all of that stuff for God & then turned around & built false gods. It’s very disappointing & disheartening. I think we all should continue to pray for wisdom but perhaps continued wisdom AND APPLICATION needs to be the goal. What is it to know things but not apply them. But I’m so blown that this man really built these false idols. I’m so disappointed! Like, please never talk to me about Solomon again. ✌🏾 Read your Bible, kids. The church just grazes over stuff sometimes. I also just want to say that there are people who hold positions in ministry that don’t necessarily endorse reading your Bible heavily. When I talk about my infamous darkest time in my life, I told people that I was going to read the Bible to try to heal myself. They acted like this was not necessary. And it wasn’t like a thing of maybe I should take more measures…like medication. It was like I didn’t need to be reading my Bible that much.
To this day, I will tell anyone that the Bible got me through that time. I also did take medication for a while. However, it was the Word that did it. I will never speak against going to church, but I will always say you need more than that. And this is only for those who want to be Christians. If not, I’m not preaching to you. I grew up & consider myself to be religious, so I speak the language. However, I also know how to just be a human friend without bringing my beliefs into it. And all of my beliefs are not every Christian’s beliefs. I will be the first to say I don’t understand why certain things are in the Bible & it’s hard for me to reconcile it. But my relationship with God is not even based off of the church. It’s way more personal than that. I read the Bible because it helps me…but I have trouble with some of it. I feel like I always have to say this. I can’t please everyone…but I never want to hurt anyone either. And I’m being so honest. I kind of just block certain things out when it comes to religion because I don’t understand it. Yes, the Bible is the Bible…but I didn’t write it.
Anyway, this post is all over the place. 😂😂😂 If you are still here, I just want to say to watch who you tie yourself to. This is not just in the way of romantic dealings. It’s family, friends, business partners, & just anyone. Sometimes God takes us away from people because He knows they are going to get us off track. This can be VERY painful because it can hit home in a real way. Sometimes the closest people to you will mess you up. Some of them are not following God the same as you. Some appear to have it all together, but their hearts are not completely with God. David was a man after God’s own heart. If you compare David to Solomon, they were different. David did sin against God…but His heart was with Him. Apparently, Solomon’s heart wasn’t in the same place. It’s so hard to process because Solomon did all of that building for God. It just goes to show that you can’t judge a book by its cover. If God pulls you away from something, try not to go back to it. I’m talking to myself because I dealt with that this week. “No contact” is not just for romance. It’s for anything that you know is not good for you.
Sooo, these are just a bunch of thoughts after my fasting time. Sorry if it’s chaotic…but this what it’s like to have a conversation with me… at times.😂😂😂 Happy Sunday! I love you all! 🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾
Also… I still fast every week, I just don’t always post about it. :)
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thinking about toxin. more so with her whole "family timeline"
i mean.. if i really think about it.. when chaos agent (then issac) and toxin had met -- not going by the dumb retcon after chapter 2 s3, they were lab partners. working in a lab with many people, eventually they fell in love and had chic; rather quick, but in terms of Issac's character this makes sense to me. when he finds someone he likes he's very quick to show this and favor them.
but anyways.. after the whole event that created chaos agent and made him the 'person' he is. she chose to follow him, and stayed just the same. he's changed, unsure if he's even the same person telling her he is for the sake of an easier time. but she's the same and accepts this change whole heartedly, pushing Chic to as well. Even after he admits that he may not be the same man she knew, she's okay with this to his surprise.
so they together build up enough numbers to create a sizable company (?) creating alter. She would help him with any sort of medicine/science related tasked he'd ask for. She was just as smart as when they first got together and the chaos agent wanted to utilize this, however their relationship began to slowly take a toll.. Issac i could imagine is very affectionate, but soon they would argue over things, and their relationship would start as marital to something more professional and strained -- but they still had a daughter together, and treated this as a family situation. you wouldn't even be able to guess they were married, as Chaos Agent doesn't refer to Toxin as many pet names.
skip ahead to when Chic dies, Chaos Agent lost in what to do, he knows he doesn't want to be a good guy. and neither does she, but she's the one to call them parents, bringing it up saying they'll grieve together. This doesn't happen, not on screen at least. if anything they become more distant than before. her working in steamy stacks, and he's all the way in Pleasant Park, trying to rebuild what he once had. even admitting to Skye, when she worked with him, that he felt no need to see or catch up with Toxin during this. They would have a zoom call a week. and even then that to me seems more business than relationship.
before i continue the rest of this. my assumption is that because of Issac becoming one with The Chaos Agent, it would only keep emotions that were necessary. Romantic feelings for Toxin seemed to dissipate but his fatherly love and desperation for acceptance from his daughter remained. he wanted to be there for her and be a father and be in her life, but he didn't know how to do this as she hated him.
Maybe he felt the need of acceptance from her because Toxin was already okay with the change. maybe he wanted to do this for evil manipulation reasons but im strong in the belief that he just wanted her to know that he still cared for her. She was still his little girl, and he could never harbor hate for her. Even though, he treated her with sarcasm and harshness when they she was first introduced, i think this was just ryan trying to figure out the dynamic. or possibly chaos agent reacted this way to her because of how she treated him with such hostility already, he didnt know how to be kinder til the party, when he truly understood why she treated him this way.
But back to Toxin, after the death of Chic, i'm sure she greived. she had snuck out to go to her funeral, and to comfort chaos agent. I wished that we were able to see more of this though, how her death affected not just Chaos Agent but Toxin. As she didnt even get to see or hear her own daughter before her demise. i want to know what it was like for her. was it just as hard as it was for Chaos Agent? did she lose sleep to waking nightmares, unable to prevent what was already done? or did she bury herself in whatever work he would give her trying to distract from the truth? They clearly didn't talk much during this, and i think thats maybe the saddest part to me, that during all of this hardship and grieving, all they would share is a weekly zoom call. i couldn't imagine how that would feel.
This puts a larger strain on the relationship i think.. and they surely don't think of each other as fondly as they once did. I wonder if seeing him reminded her of Chic, and vice versa. Did they ever argue about it? did they bring it up after that moment at the funeral?
sadly so many unanswered questions. because Chic didn't get alot of screen time.
but after Rue, when chaos agent found out that she was a clone of Chic, he was shocked. but i wish i got to see more of it, when he was happy to finally be reunited with his daughter, a second chance to do things better and he sort of had closure for her death as she has been reborn, she even has Chic's memories. so they aren't entirely the same, but she remembers Issac, she remembered growing up with her mother and father working late in the lab, she remembered the things that Chic does. but we're never sure how much of that memory is retained, its all just speculation. But for sure the only people who have that memory is Chaos Agent, Toxin, And Cameo, who she thankfully reunites with. and cameo is just glad to have her friend back
but now, after this, chaos agent changes again. after the defeat of Fusion and sacrificing his body, the chaos agent remains , keeping Isaac's memories eventually it and Isaac have become one. So, to survive it needs a new body, and through its greed and evil decides to take Rue as she was the closest. Now chaos Rue, the people Toxin is supposed to be closest to have changed again, and she remains the same. Her husband and daughter now entangled in a disgusting fusion, and this is all unknown to her. assuming chaos agent had died. And she had come to accept this, but Chaos Rue would tell her eventually and Toxin would still continue to work with it. Barely holding on to any similarities between her old life and this new one.
Maybe she was okay with this, not realizing til then how much things had changed, maybe she wanted to separate herself from the person she was before Chaos Agent arrived. But nonetheless she was still deep down the same person, when the only family she had left were only imitations of those before them.
More time would pass. Chaos Agent would eventually make a deal with Isaac to separate from Rue, and let her be at peace. The guilt from this is probably what drove Isaac to ask such a thing. he didn't want to harm Rue anymore than he had when she was Chic, and because the Chaos Agent still had Isaac within him it folded and allowed for this to happen. all it wanted was for Isaac to push for total control of the island again, something he would be able to manage now with Midas gone.
And now Toxin and Chaos Agent are still separated. She would barely if ever visit and Chaos Agent is now more enamored with Tek.. i mean, maybe not intentionally but he certainty was trying Something.
Later now touched by Jules' "gift" from Midas, and becoming empowered by the golden touch. he becomes more sinister, but this time Toxin isn't sure what to do, she wants to follow him as it's everything she's know as of the past at least decade. but he's become so corrupt.
but she does so, and stays with him. But after this we don't hear much from her.. and her death is tragic. Midas, possessed by his most evil self kills her crushing her in the rubble of steamy stacks. Chaos Agent says his goodbyes and she's done.
i havent seen the episode which this happens in a while so im sure theres more to it than that, but still. After Toxin dies, so does Chaos Agent, being defeated by the current cast of heroes.
and what's left is just Rue. The clone of Chic, an imitation of someone she'd never met. Accepted by a family who cared for her because she was that imitation. and Toxin was also the last piece of Chic left. the only person who was still organically themselves through the whole timeline of events.
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I love that “peace” has been popping back up on my dashboard of late, because I could just talk about the song forever.
I’m actually fascinated by how much unease lurks beneath the surface in the song. I wrote a post about how much I love how the pulsing beat and guitar set the mood for the song, how it’s just instant vibes as soon as it begins.
I said back then that it was a romantic song, but I think what I feel like elaborating on is that it’s romantic in a broader sense, in that it demonstrates how the narrator is building a life that is hers and theirs, in spite of the obstacles in the way both personally and from the outside world. It reads very much as, I don’t know what’s going to happen, but I know that you’re the person I want standing by my side come rain or shine.
But the really interesting thing to me is that, it’s not a love song in the traditional sense of making declarations directly to the love interest. As I said back then, it feels like a conversation with herself, voicing her deepest worries and wondering if what she can give is enough. When it opens with, “our coming of age has come and gone, suddenly this summer it’s clear,” it’s like she’s saying, “we’re not kids anymore and we’ve finally grown up, and now I’m sure this is who I want to spend my life with; is it fair to them to do that?”
I think it’s why the sadder parts of the song make sense to me, e.g. “I’d die for you in secret,” “your integrity makes me feel small/I talk shit with my friends, it’s like I’m wasting your honour,” etc. Are they sad? Concerning? Absolutely. But to me it’s because it feels like she’s talking to herself, giving voice to her demons and the reasons someone could decide to pack up and leave.
Yet, she hasn’t completely given in to the monster on the hill anxieties by the end of the song. She knows these are things she will always have to live with, and anyone who makes their life with her will as well, but she’s come to the realization that in spite of the pain, the fears, the external forces putting pressure on them, she will always do her best to make the person feel safe with her. She’s gone from, “no I could never give you peace” (This life will never be easy on us) to “would it be enough if I could never give you peace?” (I may not be able to make it easy, but could my love be enough to weather the storms?)
It’s open-ended. It’s a little uneasy. There is no definitive answer, because these anxieties are always in the back of her mind by virtue of who she is. I know there’s an argument to be made that the song is concerning because if her partner was making her feel that way then the relationship isn’t secure to begin with, which is a totally fair question, but my interpretation, for whatever it’s worth, is that these are anxieties the narrator (e.g. Taylor) would feel regardless, because these are her deepest worries rising to the surface. (The “Anti-Hero” of it all.) Maybe it’s specific to the partner, maybe it’s just anxiety/depression rearing its head and permeating whatever peace you feel you may have. There is anything but peace in this moment.
It just feels so human. The juxtaposition between realizing that this is who you want to spend the rest of your life with, who you want to build a family with, who you want to protect and defend, and the things outside of your control (e.g. anxiety, depression, personalities on an individual level, but also, outside pressure whether it’s from work, media, etc.) that can invade the plans you want to make. The idea of “peace” being nothing but an ephemeral concept in their lives is kind of heartbreaking, but the faint hope of chasing it anyway is kind of what being human is all about.
I don’t know, this is kind of a rambling mess, but the song just hits me.
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Love and Ambition
Another day at school has passed. So it's time to write another entry.
It was a cool summer day again. Yesterday I wrote that fall was coming soon, and if the trend continues we might be ready to leave the heat behind.
I love autumn. I just think that it has the best parts of every season combined, and more! I can choose whatever I want without worrying about freezing to death or frying myself alive. Add bugs dying out and rainy days, it's just the best time of the year!
All that aside, let's get to the part where I talk about my day.
It was quite a calm day. I studied like usual, and even spent some time with my friends, but I my mind was still busy with an issue.
I have been thinking about something that has been troubling me for a long time. I have never been very close with people, maybe it is temperament, maybe it is my trust issues. I have been yearning for something... Closer for the longest time. I never even had a date, and I never was closer than friends with people in general.
I have cleaned myself up lately, I picked up better hygiene and tried to improve my fashion sense, I even lost some weight. It was nice to get closer to my ideal body image and I have gained the confidence to at least try my hand at romance.
But I... Couldn't.
But I didn't...
I am a man of ambition. I always loved my work and the advantages hard work gave me. To be completely honest I had no choice because I was largely isolated at childhood, and everyone had high expectations from me. They still do, and I am sad to say that I sometimes expect a lot from myself as well.
When I wanted to try my hand at the dating scene, I sadly found that my ambition stops me from trying. Maybe it's just an excuse, but I have filled my schedule up so much that I just can't spare the time that I need to hold up a stable relationship. Even when I get a good lead on a possible partner, I take too long to make the right moves and the mutual interest just fades away...
There is a person I am interested in again. She's a very nice girl! I met her years ago in middle school, right when I was starting to recover from depression, and I would have considered her as a friend, even though I was pushing people away back then (actually the same problem of ambition turning into obsession) she was always nice to me. In recent days I couldn't help but notice that she was closer to me, and she started hanging out at similar places to me in recent days even though she is in another class. We chatted a little this evening and I thought for the first time if I would be interested in her romantically, and I had swallowed the bait. I would be interested. Maybe she just sees me as a friend/acquaintance but... Maybe I am looking for more.
Could have tried my luck, maybe I could have asked for a date, their number or maybe I could have just put more effort in the conversation to be closer to them. But I... Didn't. I am building a future, but I wouldn't want to ruin hers in the last year before college exams, and I can't spend the time that could help me go to the college of my dreams. Or at least that's what I told myself.
Damn it all! I want to love someone and to be loved in return. I want to be completely vulnerable to someone who would be vulnerable in return. It isn't even about what you think anyway, I just want a confidant, an equal to complete me. But I keep pushing everyone who could be that person away!
The girl haunting my dreams lately just has a personality is really similar to mine, and similar experiences as far as I know. She may be interested in me and on top of all that she's cute,she's beautiful. But I can't...
Sad Times.
Let's talk about my current romance partner, I guess.
I spent hours with my true love today. Hours and hours with my studies. Sadly, I wasn't as productive as I was yesterday, but weirdly I found myself spending more hours working anyway. I was a guest at a family function and I had to study harder material which led to slower progress, but I am still happy to say that I was reasonably productive. My day finally came to an end at 11pm.
So now I have become sleepy, the catcher of Z's (:
Good night everyone, and good luck!
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watchyourdigits · 8 months
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Eventually I'll do a write-up on the minor OCs in my fics. Perhaps build them their own little universes because they deserve it. Especially Alice and Eileen, my beautiful lesbian babies. Some backstory and faceclaims below for those who don't read my fics because I LOVE these two sm (general Night Letter ramblings as well below the cut, lots of rehashed stuff heh).
For those who don't read Night Letter, Frankie is my Sole Survivor OC. He's a gay (cowboy-adjacent) man born in TN. He was moved out to/raised in TX when he was ~4 by his father (who became an alcoholic) after his mom passed away while having his younger brother (who also didn't make it). He's got three older sisters who were very protective of him.
Frankie shipped up to Boston for the military after his dad caught him kissing boys & this lovely lady named Alice at a bar near her college/his station. They hit it off really well and found common ground in being closeted gays. They met up a few more times before deciding to get married to keep up appearances and maintain an "acceptable" social life. And also to appease both their families to remain in their respective inheritances, of course. Gotta do what you gotta do.
Eileen was Alice's live-in "friend". Or long-distance cousin, depending on the day. So far as anyone in Sanctuary Hills knew anyway lmao Surprise! They were partners and met in college. Frankie loved them both so so so dearly. They reminded him of his sisters back home, whom he missed constantly while settling down in Boston. Alice and Eileen doted on him furiously and were the only reason he stayed sane when Malcolm - Frankie's first true love that he met in the military - was killed in action. They kept him grounded.
Shaun was born from Alice and Frankie in the technical sense only. The ladies really wanted a kid together, and Frankie was willing & available to help with that (via sperm donation). He always felt more like an uncle than a father, and that's what they always called him: Uncle Frankie. I might be reconning my own fic here, in all honesty. I actually can't remember if I mentioned the term "uncle" specifically in Night Letter. Also I'm pretty sure I just said he was available to help in that department and never specified that he didn't fuck Alice!!!!!! ALSO he does strategically refer to himself as Shaun's father in the post-apocalypse because he thinks it legitimizes his cause to find him more than if he were just his uncle, saying it for the sake of emotional appeal to those he might need help from. You bet your ass he'll go back to being Uncle once Shaun is living with them :')
My FCs for Alice and Eileen are Elizabeth Taylor and Jane Powell (respectively) because I saw this one picture and couldn't help myself bc they are so goddamn cute
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Do note: they are merely mentioned in the fic (posthumously obviously). I have ~problems~ because I have way too much in my head for them despite them not being relevant at all. Like how their first date was a total disaster because Alice stupidly suggested they get milkshakes. Alice does not like sweet things. Eileen does, but they're both lactose intolerant. Neither said anything because they were both just so nervous and trying to be romantic. The date itself was fine, but they couldn't meet up the next day because they were both SUFFERING. Both made elaborate excuses as to why they didn't show up, only to find the other hadn't showed either. They didn't talk about it, calling it a wash, and only found the truth out after two years of being together when wine drunk one night in Eileen's dorm room.
In other news, is it bad that I've considered making Eileen into a ghoul?? Alice was Frankie's legal wife so she was in the vault. But Eileen was out of the house when the bombs fell (not that she was registered for the vault anyway). I like to think she went ghoul instead of being struck from earth okay let me be 😭😭
Less important, but Malcolm (aka Mal, aka loverboy) and Frankie (aka Franklin Lee Barr aka don't fuckin' call me Franklin) are Sal Mineo and James Dean, respectively:
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zebrashavestrips · 2 years
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oooooh all the q's
Hello anon! I’m guessing you mean the wlw + mlm asks so here it is!
1. describe your crush / partner.
I’m not really crushing anyone right now tbh, just hanging out with friends and trying new things.
2. describe your perfect date.
The simple answer, going to a brewery and playing board games. I love any competitive activity tbh but with the right vibes, we could also go walk around the streets and have deep talks. maybe lay down at the beach or a park and look at the sky.
3. describe your dream house.
I HAVE THOUGHT ABOUT THIS SOOOO MUCH but thats also because its a near life goal right now. Anyways room#1 a game/ hangout room to watch tv, read, play board or console games, and work lol cant forget about working. Then room#2 would be a guest room with a murphy bed to save space. Room#3 would be my bedroom with a closet with enough space to separate my clothes and gear. The livign room would have what i like to call a scream box, basically these like conference call soundproof phonebooths but could also be used to scream the stress. Bc i have a whole bunch of stuffed animals from family and friends, i want to build a claw machine to store them and thats like another gaming device in my house. The kitchen i actually havent thought that much about but i think i want a lot of counterspace and idk how else it would look like rn. The garage would store all my gear and the camper van i would use for adventures. I would also like a grass patch in the front but theres no more space in the bay area so the park will do. OHHH and a straight roof or patio to watch the skies.
4. describe your dream life.
i see my life with two lifestyles: one like a day job, where most of the week I'd work during the day and hang out with friends afterwards or chill at home and wind down; another full of adventure - hikes, climbing, camping, some day trips to hang out somewhere. some combination of that with friends and we kinda just keep doing that.
5. describe your ideal partner.
Someone to do most of my hobbies with, to challenge and grow together. Kinda someone that I can continuously learn from in any aspect. I really enjoy having people around me just doing our own things together so things like that.
6. morning cuddles or night cuddles?
Night cuddles
7. big spoon or little spoon?
Little spoon
8. hugs or kisses?
Hugs
9. walks on the beach or walks in the forest?
Walks in the forest
10. sitting on your partner’s lap or them on yours?
Them sitting on my lap
11. favourite lgbt movie?
Imagine me & you… soooo cute
12. favourite lgbt book?
I actually don’t really read that many books but I love a good enemies to lovers, fake dating, soulmates angst. I’m in the middle of We Are Okay by Nina Lacour. But I did read a lot of fanfic and there was this soulmate AU with a name tattooed on each wrist and you don’t know which one is a platonic soulmate and which one is a romantic soulmate.
13. favourite lgbt character?
Fictional, Laura Hollis. Real, Hayley Kiyoko
14. favourite lgbt ship?
The og hollstein! Ughhh I miss them so much
15. favourite lgbt song?
Oooo this is hard, I actually have a few… can I give top 3? Whatever, it’s my blog. Top 3 are sleepover by hayley kiyoko, kiss the boy by keiynan lonsdale, and sick of losing soulmates by dodie
16. what’s your favourite thing about your partner / crush?
I don’t have one to talk about
17. what’s the best thing to do with your partner / crush?
I don’t have one to talk about
18. how did you meet your partner / crush?
I don’t have one to talk about
19. what first attracted you to your partner / crush?
I don’t have one to talk about
20. what’s something that reminds you of your partner / crush?
I don’t have one to talk about
21. what’s your lgbt identity?
les be honest
22. when did you realise you’re lgbt?
After I broke up with my boyfriend in high school I started questioning my sexuality and the thoughts followed through in college. Tbh that phase in college really helped me realize I wasn’t into men like how I thought I was in high school.
23. do you fit any stereotypes for your sexuality?
obsessed with hayley kiyoko, carabiners oh so many carabiners, can’t sit in chairs properly, tucked shirt cuffed jeans, always short nails, super athletic, climbing, loves building things like I just helped my best friend move in so we had hella furniture to put together
24. have you ever been to pride?
I think I went twice? I remember who I went with the first time going but I don’t remember the second. All I recall was being able to buy a drink.
25. how did you / do you plan to come out?
Family wise, I came out to my sister first waaay back when, she kinda found out looking at pictures on my phone and asked me about it. My little brother is my best friend so I told him a bit after I started dating. I came out to my parents 2 years ago bc I was dating someone during the pandemic and I wanted to do a small trip to/with her. Their reactions were a lot better than I expected actually - a lecture about queer relationship and safe sex, and a Confucius quote… so not bad? My older brother knows that I know that he knows I’m gay but I never explicitly told him lol that’s just our dynamic.
26. do you remember the name of your first crush?
I do but I shall not say
27. how did you first kiss go?
My very first kiss was super sweet and awkward. This guy I dated in high school walked me home and as we were saying bye, we hugged and stood for what felt like 5 minutes before we did like a small kiss. And then he walked me closer to my door and left to catch the bus
28. what did you do on your first date?
My very first date was super basic, we went to watch a movie and have dinner, got dessert and talked at bart waiting to go home
29. who was the first person you came out to?
I think, like it’s been a long time, I think the first person or even people I came out to was my group of friends from high school on a camping trip after graduation
30. pick a question of your choice + answer it.
I’ve answered all these questions but these were fun. Thanks anon! Hope you have a good one!!
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urwelcomeforthis · 3 years
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Alex’s tattoo shows up the day after she punches Marcus Hinkle.
He had been picking on Kara in the hallway, dangling her math book above her head, taking advantage of his summer growth spurt.
Kara still doesn’t know what possessed Alex – Marcus Hinkle had been a thorn in her side since she had landed on Earth and started school a year ago, but whatever the reason, today was the day Alex couldn’t take anymore.
Eliza had been furious. Jeremiah had been (not so) silently proud.
Kara didn’t know what she had felt, really. Especially not when she asked Alex why, and the older girl had just shrugged and said “You’re my sister. It’s what we do.”
Up until this point being sisters meant fights in the hallway over the bathroom and ignoring each other at the dinner table.
Apparently, things were changing.
Kara is just waking up when she hears Alex’s hushed “What the hell?”
“What is it?” She asks, groggily sitting up and wiping at the sleep in her eyes.
Her sister is holding her forearm up, frantically scrubbing at a spot right in the middle, her eyes frantic.
“I don’t…. I don’t know! It’s like a tattoo but I didn’t get a tattoo! Fuck, Mom is going to kill me.” Alex sounds panicked as she continues scrubbing at the spot, and Kara feels her heartbeat speed up.
“You had a tattoo just appear on your skin?” Kara asks slowly, her mind suddenly far away on a planet that doesn’t exist anymore, in a culture she had been forced to leave behind.
Alex stops scrubbing and looks at Kara with a piercing gaze. “Yeah. It’s some funny symbol too, like the way you used to write before you learned English. Did you do this to me?”
Alex leaps off the bed and crosses the room in two quick strides, arm held out like an accusation.
Kara shrinks in on herself a little but nods. “I think so. I didn’t know it was possible here, but well, on Krypton when your soul mate reveals themselves, a tattoo linking you appears. I should have one too, somewhere, if you do.”
Alex stops dead in her tracks, her eyes wide. “Soul mates? But we’re sisters! That’s so gross!”
Jumping up from the bed, hands held up in surrender Kara hastens to explain further. “No! Not like that, I promise! Back home, people had different kinds of soul mates. Sometimes it was the romantic kind like you talk about here on Earth, but other times it could just be a compatible soul, someone who was meant to be a part of you.”
Alex still looks wary, if not relieved, as she tentatively holds out her arm. “So, what does this mean? What kind of soul mates are we?”
Stepping forward Kara delicately traces the symbols on Alex’s forearm. “It literally means “sister of the soul.” Je shesur. The symbol after it is unique, the way we would know we were linked. If this had happened on Krypton it would mean we were soul sisters. Not from the same parents but family just the same.”
Alex nods. “And here on Earth? What does it mean here?”
“The same thing. At least that’s what it means to me.” Kara refuses to meet Alex’s eyes, not sure she wants to see what waits for her there.
There’s a long minute of silence after Alex takes her arm back. The clearing of her throat brings Kara’s eyes up from their place on the ground.
“Where’s yours?” Alex asks, eyes burning with curiosity.
Kara shrugs. “I don’t know. It’s not on my arms like yours is. It must be hidden. Can you look on my back?”
“Sure.” Alex nods. “Lift up your shirt.”
Kara turns and tugs her shirt up and over her head. It takes a moment, but she hears her sister gasp followed by the feel of fingertips against her left shoulder blade.
“It’s the same as mine.” Alex says reverently, and Kara closes her eyes against the emotion welling up there.
Who would have thought she would get to have this piece of home?
“So, I guess I’m stuck with you. For like, ever, huh?” Alex smiles once Kara has turned back around.
Kara grins back. “Yeah, I guess so.”
Alex shrugs. “Could be worse. But you have to tell Mom about this, because she’ll never believe me, and she is going to be pissed that I have a tattoo.”
“Sure, I can tell Mom.” Kara grins, a piece of her heart settling in place. She hasn’t felt at home on Earth, not really, but at this moment she feels like it isn’t all that bad.
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The next person to get a tattoo is, interestingly enough, James.
It doesn’t come when they’re dating, or whatever it was that they were doing, no.
It comes after he has revealed himself to be Guardian, and he and Kara have the biggest fight of their friendship.
Kara wakes up the morning after tired, groggy, and more than a little cranky. Its as she’s stripping down to get in the shower that she notices it – the Kryptonese scrawled along the inside of her right bicep.
Throniv Shesur. Protector of the soul.
Kara heaves a deep, deep, sigh and grabs her phone.
She meets James at the DEO, both tentative around each other after the yelling match of the day before.
“So. I woke up with a tattoo. Kryptonese. Any idea what that’s about?” James looks smug, like he’s won some kind of battle with Kara and god, at that moment she wishes they were in the training room and she could just punch him.
“Yeah. I did too. It means “protector of the soul.” She crosses her arms against her chest, desperately trying to hold onto her anger from yesterday but the wide grin on James’ face is making it hard.
“I know. I asked Clark first thing since I figured you’re still pissed at me. He was a little surprised, but he translated it for me.”
“Where’s it at?” Kara asks, still pretending to be upset but truthfully it was hard given the glaring message from home telling her that James was meant to be Guardian. That they were meant to protect each other. Protect others together.
“I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.” James says with a waggle of his eyebrows and that’s what finally breaks Kara, a laugh ringing out across the room.
It wasn’t who she expected to have a tattoo, not in this way at least, but if it had to be anyone, she’s glad it’s James.
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Mon-El doesn’t get a tattoo. Kara wishes she were more disappointed.
--
The last person to get a tattoo is someone Kara had desperately hoped both would and would not get a tattoo.
For a long time, she feared what that tattoo would be, if it were to happen. She feared having to explain it, having to explain herself.
She had checked with Clark a few times, when paranoia would get the better of her.
No, he always told her. Lex did not have a tattoo. They were enemies, yes, but it hadn’t been decided by destiny or fate. It just was.
That mollified Kara because she couldn’t stand it if she and Lena were to become Clark and Lex. She would fight against it, fight against fate to keep it from happening.
And then, well. It kind of happens anyways.
They aren’t enemies, not really. Lena just hates Kara and aims a few Kryptonite cannons at her and tries to mind control the entire planet, but really everyone is allowed a brief lapse of their sensibility, right?
And what matters is she came around, in the end.
It did take time, however, for them to build back to what they once had. It was different now, but in the way that things once broken and fixed usually are.
It was better, if anything.
They were back to shared lunches and dinners, quick breakfasts and coffee breaks. They were back to game nights as partners and movie nights as friends, and the occasional sleepovers as best friends.
Things were finally back to normal, so of course Kara had to go and absolutely, irrevocably, mess it up.
It was Alex’s fault, really.
If she hadn’t said anything, if she hadn’t asked Kara what was up between her and Lena lately, Kara probably never would have stopped to think about it.
She never would have stopped to think about the way her heart sped up when Lena entered a room, or the way her palms got sweaty when they hugged, or the way she just could not stop staring at Lena when she laughed at game nights.
But now she had thought of it and had come to the very scary conclusion that she was in love with her best friend.
Her best friend who didn’t have a tattoo.
She would, after all this time, have a tattoo, the tattoo, if they were meant to be together, right?
Kara mulls it over for weeks. It haunts her. She asks Lena about tattoos, and if she has any.
She learns that yes, in fact Lena does have tattoos and boy howdy one of them is on her lower back and it is seared into the back of her eyes now that she has seen it.
But she doesn’t have any kryptonian tattoos, which is really what Kara was aiming for.
Much like it was Alex’s fault that Kara even realized she was in love, it’s also Alex who reminds Kara of one important detail.
“Well I didn’t get my tattoo until after I punched what’s his face. Maybe you have to tell Lena how you feel and then she’ll get the tattoo.”
Kara feels dumb struck, right there on her own couch, because of course, Alex is right.
The tattoos always come after the person has already revealed themselves.
Then of course comes the true fear: what if she tells Lena and she still doesn’t get a tattoo?
That’s the question she’s mulling over the next night as she and Lena sit on her couch watching some documentary that had been put on Netflix.
Lena looks beautiful, face bare of makeup, hair piled on top of her head in a messy bun, glasses slipping down her nose.
She’s eating a piece of pizza, a rare treat after a long week of work, and Kara decides that it doesn’t matter if Lena doesn’t get a tattoo.
She’s hopelessly, desperately in love with the woman and she can’t let a tattoo that may or may not come dictate her life.
“I’m in love with you, you know.” Kara blurts out, like this isn’t a life changing moment, like it’s the easiest thing in the world to say. (It is.)
Lena chokes a little on the bite she was swallowing, her hand coming up to her chest as she sets down the slice.
“Excuse me?”
Kara laughs. She’s never felt more free than in this moment. “I’m in love with you. I just thought you should know.”
Lena looks at her, shock written all over her face. “Oh. I guess that’s good.”
“Just good?” Kara nudges Lena’s thigh with her knee.
Lena shakes her head. “I mean it’s more than good, considering I’m in love with you too.”
“Yeah?” Kara could float up to the moon, she thinks.
Lena smiles, nose crinkled. “Yeah.”
It’s the next morning that Lena calls and asks if Kara can stop by. She has this tattoo she didn’t have yesterday, right on her ribcage, and it looks like it’s Kryptonian.
Kara frantically searches her own body, finding the script on her hip, on the left side.
Zhao Shesur. Love of the soul.
It took them five years to get to this point, but Kara knows, this moment was more than worth the wait.
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leakyrocktarot · 3 years
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Totally random but only answer if the asks are open and you are comfortable with the question.
Youtube is filled with BTS future spouse readings. Majority of those are false with hundreds of girls claiming themselves to be Mrs. Jeon and Mrs. Tae. Even there are videos of girls talking about their so called twin-flame journey with a BTS member. Its 100% fake but why are so many people feeling a connection with Tae and JK all of a sudden? Is there something special about these two out of all the BTS members (apart from their visual and sexual appeal) that these girls are ready to change their career just to morph themselves into someone that they are not. Even there are people (yt readers) who say stuff like Jimin having one night stand (its normal, he's an adult. He can do whatever he wants to do as long as its consensual). Even the same reader took the name of the girl jungkook is in a relationship rn. Aren't these people acting like spiritual sasaengs? There was this video too about jks chart reading and the person wrote that he will have the tendancy to be an abusive partner but then she contradicted it in the comments by saying that he will control it. The real question is why do some psychics cross the line with their readings. I get it they want to be transparent (for views and subs) but they are no less than sasaengs. I know my thoughts are all over the place but it bugs me to see people fighting over a guy who is not theirs. Majority of these girls are teens and I'm not even judging them (even i wanted to marry Niall when i was 14) but sometimes you need to be a little practical. Imagine leaving a beautiful career behind because you want to become an idol and go to S. Korea and then magically you'll meet a BTS member and somehow your group will be more famous then BP and BTS and then you'll marry your bias 😂. Like don't take readings seriously specially done by readers on yt who claim to connect to Mrs. Jeon everyday. Even the drama here is stirred up by the same girls when their personalities don't match up with the Mrs. Why spread hate when u can spread love. Love BTS for their art not for their face and bodies (but if only love them for their face then GETTTTT OUTTTTTTTTTTT)
I asked you the jungkook after disbanding question and loved it when you just kept his love life out of the reading.
Anyways i love you blog and your take on things. Sending you positive vibes from India.
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Hello!! Thank you for sending this!! I feel like people are more concerned with Taehyung and Jungkook because those two fit the universal beauty standard. I feel as though a lot of the people who do like them are somewhat forcing their attraction, as they have the status of the two most popular members in bts. I feel like some people may still be chasing the idea of feeling popular and being loved by many, mostly because they were probably an outkast in school or by their family. I feel like Jungkook and Taehyung are the two members that are projected on the most because they are "more relatable" even though all of the members are relatable to a degree. I have a feeling that most people are attracted to Jungkook simply because of his age and the fact that he's the youngest member, so much so to the point that people forget that he's actually 23 and is a grown adult. I feel like people reduce him down to the "golden maknae" troupe to fit some sort of borderline ped0phill@c thing. I have seen people obsessing too much over him being younger. As for Taehyung, I feel like it has more so with the fact that he sets clear boundaries and he seems to be unattainable. As humans, attaining the unattainable is something that is innate that all people strive for one way or the other. I feel as though for Taehyung as well, it might be how he carries himself, he knows that he is handsome and has a fuckboy air to him even though that's not how he's like it is represented by the way he acts mostly. I feel like for the most part when people obsessed over connections with these people it's purely as escapism. They rather live their life thinking that they will be married to this random idol and bend their life around it rather than living their life as a separate person. Come to think of it, I don't think these people even consider what the idol wants nor what they're okay with. I wouldn't feel comfortable with someone changing their entire life to fit mine, or changing their entire being to fit what I want. I don't think many of these idols would want someone that is more concerned with fitting into what the idol wants rather than what that person wants. In my opinion it makes the person seem kind of brainless, how can someone not have any other goal except for being with someone who probably won't know you. Even in today's society, you are meant to live separate of your partner, you can't build your whole life around them because then they'll slowly become the only thing you have and the only piece of your identity, if they were to leave what would you have left? I feel like a lot of people put too much emphasis on romantic love and sexual relationships they often overlook everything else life has to offer. Bts and other idols are grown people, they are adults, they have their own lives and so does everyone else on the planet. No one else should be trying to govern what is right for them or not, no one else should be trying to interfere with their love lives, let them live as the universe intend, as an adult capable of making their own decisions.
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iamwestiec · 3 years
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June 17: Chengxian 💜🖤💕
childhood friends to lovers/QPPs, ace Jiang Cheng, bi & aro Wei Wuxian, modern AU
(A/N: If you're wondering about a certain other someone, he will have a wonderful, full life of his own in Suzhou in this AU but is not in this story. 💙 There are some brief mentions of offscreen ace-antagonism, not by anyone we know.)
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Jiang Cheng had been Wei Ying's best friend in the whole world for his entire life.
Okay. Well, not quite his entire life, but certainly since Wei Ying’s parents moved to California when he was little little, which was about as far back as Wei Ying could remember anyway. Wei Ying’s baba and Jiang Cheng’s baba had grown up in Wuhan together and been best friends when they were kids, so naturally, when Wei Ying’s family moved into the same neighborhood as the Jiangs, it made perfect sense for Wei Ying and Jiang Cheng to become best friends too.
It was Jiang Cheng who had taught Wei Ying that he didn't have to be afraid of dogs, by introducing him to Princess, Jasmine, and Lil' Love. Lil' Love lived up to her name, coming and quietly sitting in all her fluffy glory on Wei Ying’s lap every time he went over to play.
It was also Jiang Cheng who Wei Ying got drunk with for the first time. They snuck booze from the cabinet where Wei Ying’s parents kept it and laughed at the faces each other made with every shot until they stopped tasting the harsh burn, and then laughing more just because.
(Wei Ying’s mom had not laughed, not at the time, when the two teens had been sick as anything the next morning, but instead made them a gloriously greasy late breakfast and gave them lots of advice about proper hydration.
Then she told Jiang Cheng’s mom and let her scold them.)
It was Jiang Cheng who came out first, their first semester in college, when he told Wei Ying he didn't think he wanted to have sex with anyone, ever, and asked if Wei Ying thought that meant no one would ever want to date him. Wei Ying hugged him tight and told him he didn't know about everyone out there, but he knew Jiang Cheng was the best guy in the world and would be an awesome boyfriend, and he'd fight anyone who said differently.
Jiang Cheng found a group on campus for third culture LBGT kids, and Wei Ying went with him, as a supportive ally.
Which was how Wei Ying figured out that he was not just a supportive ally.
In listening to the others talk about orientation and identity and attraction and cultural expectations, Wei Ying realized that what he'd always assumed was normal—finding all kinds of people physically attractive, regardless of their gender—was actually his bisexuality. So that was kind of cool.
"So yeah, now we can be queer together!" Wei Ying said, when he excitedly shared his newfound realization with Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng snorted. "Yeah, 'all' and 'nothing,'" he joked.
It was Jiang Cheng who'd helped him practice what to say to his parents when he wanted to change his major at the end of sophomore year, and Jiang Cheng who reminded him to eat and sleep and "take a fucking break, Wei Ying," those next couple semesters when he took way too many hours so he wouldn't have to rack up a whole extra year's worth of student loans to finish his new degree plan.
It was Jiang Cheng who graduated first, on a gorgeous blue-skyed sunny day in May, and Jiang Cheng who suggested Wei Ying keep living with him at his new apartment, so he wouldn't have to try to find a one-semester lease until he finished in December.
(They renewed the lease together every time.)
Jiang Cheng ribbed him playfully each time Wei Ying met someone new, but he was always there each times things fizzled out after a few months for reasons that never quite made sense to Wei Ying.
Jiang Cheng occasionally dated too, and Wei Ying was glad he never did have to fight anybody—though he did drive Jiang Cheng to the emergency room the time he came home with split knuckles from punching a guy who, "seemed to think I didn't know my own mind about certain things."
But dating sucked for everybody, right? It wasn't like Wei Ying or Jiang Cheng were in any hurry to settle down and do the whole spouse and kids thing or whatever. Wei Ying tried to imagine it and just... couldn't, though the image of Jiang Cheng with a baby was admittedly pretty cute.
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It was not Jiang Cheng, but Jiang Yanli, a few months after she proposed to her girlfriend and they started planning their wedding, who Wei Ying finally asked, "Yanli-jie, how does a person decide someone else is their person?"
Jiang Yanli looked across the room to where Jiang Cheng was showing her soon-to-be-wife how to put side spin on a billiards ball and smiled. "I think you just know," she said. "You meet someone and you get to know them, spend time together, then one day you realize you love them and want to build the rest of your life with them."
Wei Ying wrinkled his nose. "I dunno if it works that way for me. Just some random person? I've never met anyone I can imagine wanting to live with all the time. Well, besides—huh..." he cut off suddenly and darted a look over at Jiang Yanli, who just calmly sipped her drink.
"Have you ever told him that?" she asked, after a moment where Wei Ying reassessed his entire life and dating history. "I think he might appreciate hearing it."
"I... huh. Yanli-jie, you're kinda blowing my mind here," he complained.
"I gathered," she said wryly, before fixing him with a smile that made all the hair on the back of his neck stand up. "Of course, I trust," she told him, "that I do not need to explain to you of all people how very dearly I hold my didi's happiness and well-being."
He swallowed and raised three fingers in the salute he'd used ever since the summer that—hah—he and Jiang Cheng had decided as kids that they would make their own oath of brotherhood like the heroes of their favorite show. "I, Wei Ying, swear to you that I would kick my own ass before I did anything to hurt him."
Jiang Yanli leaned over to knock her shoulder against his and nodded. "That's what I thought."
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Turned out, dating Jiang Cheng didn't suck at all.
It felt easy in a way Wei Ying’s past dates never had, less like trying to keep up with a game whose rules everybody knew except him, more like... well, like spending time with his best friend in the whole world, but on purpose. There was also a tension in the back of Wei Ying’s mind that seemed to have lifted, though he couldn't quite pinpoint what it was that had gone.
It was Jiang Cheng who helped him figure it out.
"I think it's that now I'm able to count on this. On us," he said, when Wei Ying brought it up. "Before, whenever you went out with someone new, I wondered if this would be the time you'd find someone to fall in love with and leave me behind."
"Aww, Chengcheng! I would never!"
Jiang Cheng huffed and rolled his eyes, but his cheeks were pink. "Well, I know that now," he said, a pleased little smile breaking through his attempts at a scowl.
"As long as you're sure—" Wei Ying began, still getting used to thinking about himself with the word "aromantic." Still a so very sure that Jiang Cheng deserved to be fallen in love with.
"Hey!" Jiang Cheng cut him off. "None of that. I know you. And I know you don't see it this way, but I personally think it's pretty damn romantic that you choose to love me, on purpose."
"I simply have exquisite taste in life partners," Wei Ying sniffed, embarassed the way he always got when Jiang Cheng declared something he'd done "romantic."
"You do," Jiang Cheng agreed. "Someone told me a long time ago I was the best guy in the world and would make an awesome boyfriend, and that he would fight anyone who said differently."
Wei Ying laughed. "That's you and your sister I've promised to kick my own ass if I ever break your heart, then. Guess I'll just have to keep you forever."
"Damn right, you will," Jiang Cheng agreed, grinning smug and happy and breathtakingly beautiful. Wei Ying leaned across the couch to give him a sweet, closed-mouth kiss—the kind Jiang Cheng had shyly admitted he actually did like, a lot—and smiled too, at how lucky he'd gotten to be with his best friend in the whole world for his entire life.
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Today's (extremely long!) thread was inspired by this WONDERFUL art of ace Jiang Cheng and bi & aro Wei Ying! Go give Midori some love on Twitter!
I spent a nonzero amount of time googling to double check when various terms and flags came into vogue, so if you're wondering, WWX & JC were in college in the early 2000s, before the ace and aro flags were designed. By the time they get themselves figured out, they can get their cute wristbands.
...which, yes, means these dingdongs spent about a solid decade living together before realizing that was what they wanted to do forever. 😉
This also means Jiang Yanli and her unnamed wife here are getting married between when California started recognizing same-sex marriages in 2008 and the Obergefell v. Hodges ruling in 2015! THIS SHIT'S RECENT!!!
Happy Pride, thank you for reading, check out more LGBTQIA+ sweetness on my #PrideMonthSnippets Masterpost!
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londonalozzy · 3 years
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Don’t Tell Bucky 1/2
Fandom: Marvel
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Genre: Romance, Comedy, Drama
Summary: The reader arrives home one night after drowning her sorrows, thinking she doesn't stand a chance with the guy she loves most, Bucky Barnes. She is so out of it that she ends up revealing all of her feelings to the first person she sees. The man himself.
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I've been teased my whole adult life about what an old fashioned, hopeless romantic I am.
Yes, I'm an Avenger. Yes, I can kick ass when the occasion arises. But the rest of the time, the usual place to find me, is curled up on the couch with my head buried in a Jane Austen novel.
A couple of years ago someone came into my life that I thought was the key to it all. He was destined to be the Darcy to my Elizabeth, the Edward to my Elinor, the Mr Knightly to my Emma. Oh, how wrong I was!
When Steve first brought Bucky to Avengers HQ it was like a modern day version of when Bingley introduced Mr Darcy to the people of Meryton at the ball in Pride and Prejudice.
He was the archetype of the aloof romantic hero. Tall, dark, handsome, brooding and quiet. He kept himself to himself, observed everyone with eyes of an eagle, and only spoke when spoken to. I was well and truly hooked.
As weeks turned into months, Bucky and I came to an understanding, a friendship that only got more complicated as time went on. After everything he had been through, it was hard for him to open up to people, to let his guard down. What he did yearn for though, was companionship, someone to sit beside, someone to just be there if and when he needed them. I became that person for him.
Every time I decided to sit silently with a book in hand, it wouldn't be long before I had a certain super soldier at my side, just embracing the company, not having to worry about putting on a show for people he didn't feel comfortable with.
The complication in our relationship came when I realised how much I had come to depend on him being there for me.
My aching for him first made itself known when he started going out on missions that I wasn't apart of, when he went on all day training sessions away with the guys, and whole nights out when his confidence finally got a boost. I missed him. I missed him with every fiber of my being.
"So, I'm guessing you've heard the latest gossip on Barnes?" Nat asked me one morning over breakfast, her eyes not leaving her plate of blueberry pancakes as she spoke.
"Gossip? What are you talking about?" Any news on what Bucky was up to was music to my ears. I'd barely seen him these last few weeks, and it was seriously messing me up in more ways than I'd like to admit.
"You mean he's not told you? You? Princess Y/N?"
To say Nat was surprised by my ignorance was an understatement. This must be something big if she is shocked about it. When did it change to others knowing more about Bucky than I did? I thought we were best friends. He calls me Princess for Christ's sake.
"Maybe you should ask him yourself," Nat suggested, reaching across the table and rubbing my forearm. "I just assumed he would have told you first."
Now I'm seriously freaking out. "Nat, please just tell me what the hell is going on."
"You know Theresa down in medical?" Oh, shit. I've got a bad feeling about this.
"Yeah. What about her?"
"They're dating." Oh no!
It felt like my heart had leapt into my throat. I couldn't think, never mind know what to respond with. I knew it would happen eventually. I knew he'd end up with someone. I just assumed it would me. How stupid could I be?
"Y/N, you need to tell him how you feel." Why does Nat always have to be so good at this observation stuff?
"I don't know what you're talking about," I choked with a traitor tear in my eye, and a jump up from my chair when I suddenly felt the need to escape.
Nat followed me down the hall to my room, putting herself in front of me as I tried to change into my running gear. I had to get out of there. "You can't pretend this isn't happening Y/N. This is Bucky we're talking about. Your Bucky. You'll regret it if you don't tell him."
"Yeah, well I'll regret it a hell of a lot more if I do tell him and then lose him completely."
Nat grabbed my arms, stopping me in my tracks. She was one of my closest friends for a reason. She knew what made me tick, what scared me, what mattered the most to me. It's just not a risk I can take though.
"If you don't talk to him, all of this will get bottled up inside and it will ruin your friendship anyway. Y/N you need to get this out."
She was right. This was Nat. She was always right. My head and heart couldn't handle all of this new information. I didn't know how to deal with it, how to react.
So much for that epic romance I thought I was destined for. Looks like, for me, I'm only meant to be the friend, the side character in someone else's love story. I'm Eponine and not Cosette.
Deciding to lay off of me for the rest of the day, Nat rounded up Wanda and a few others and we headed out for a few drinks. Well, what started out as a few drinks anyway.
By the early morning I had at least 10 too many tequila shots in my bloodstream, partnered with a sore throat from overly emotional karaoke renditions of some of the best known heartbreak songs. I was a mess. A mess that could barely remember her own name.
"Are you drunk?" A random voice echoed through the hall as I stumbled around, trying and failing to get into what I hoped was my room at 2am.
"Why would you think that?" I replied to the swaying figure as they moved closer to steady my feet.
"Probably because you're trying to unlock your bedroom door with a lip stick. Plus the fact that the door doesn't have a lock on it anyway. What's up?"
Ignoring the nosy stranger, and giving up on getting into my room because the handle kept moving all over the place, I went in search of the nearest soft thing I could find to park myself on. Standing up was over rated anyway.
"You don't normally drink like this Princess," the randomer observed, leaning over me as I started making rug angels on the shag pile in the common room.
Why is this guy talking like he knows me? Who the hell does he think he is calling me that? "I've just got a lot on my mind. And don't Princess me. Only Bucky gets to call me that."
"Noted," the randomer laughed with a shake of the head, then joining me by laying at my side.
Staring at the ceiling as the silence engulfed us, I decided to confide in this handsome newbie. "If I tell you something, can you promise you won't tell anybody?"
"I promise," he responded without hesitation.
"I mean it, nobody can know. Especially Bucky. He can never find out." I pulled him into a sitting position and put my hands on either side of his face, trying to stress how important it was that he keeps this to himself. He really was pretty.
"I swear, Bucky will hear none of this from me."
"Ok. Here goes," I jumped up, frantic all of a sudden. "I want him to break up with his girlfriend, and it's seriously stressing me out."
"Why would you want him to do that? She's a nice girl isn't she?," pretty boy questioned in confusion, getting to his feet as well. Why did he care so much? Where the heck did he come from anyway? I swear, if this is one of Tony's robo experiments again I'm gonna flip.
"I'm sure they're perfect for each other," I groaned. "I just know that I don't want him with her. At first I had no idea why. He's one of my closest friends. I should want him to be happy right?"
"Of course," Mr Blue eyes confirmed with a furrowed brow and by gripping onto my now clammy hands.
"Then I started thinking about it. Why was I feeling like this? Why was it bothering me so much? I realised, it wasn't just this one girl I have a problem with. It's all girls. All except one."
"Who?"
"Me."
"Wait? What?" He bellowed, leaping backwards and pacing the floor. "You want m...I mean Bucky to go out with you?"
"Yeah. I mean, I think so."
"Y/N, you can't just come out with something like that and respond with I think so," he screeched out in loud exasperation, so much so that I burst into flood of tears.
"Why are you shouting at me?" This guy is such a meanie.
When he saw how upset I was he immediately calmed down, placing his palms on my face and wiping the salty drops away. "Y/N please don't cry. This is just a lot to process."
It took me a while to calm myself down, hiccups escaping my lips as the crying finally subsided. Slowly, the angel man, stranger, person, thing walked me over to the couch and sat us both down. His eyes were boring into me, beautiful azure pools that looked slightly familiar. Maybe it was those bath bombs Steve keeps buying from Lush. I don't know.
"Why do you even care about all this? It's not like you know him or something?" I enquired, now looking at anything other than in those beautiful bath fizzer eyes.
"Just try to explain to me what's going on in that crazy little head of yours," he pressed.
Oh well. I may as well carry on now I've started.
"I've been with the Avengers for a long time. They're my family, my home. And don't get me wrong, I know they care about me, love me even. It's just easy to be sidelined, you know? To become an after thought when you're part of something so big. Bucky changed that. When I met him, it was like everything shifted. He became the reason I smiled every day, why I looked forward to getting out of bed. For the first time in my life I felt like I was at the top of someone's priority list."
"So are all of these feelings because you think you're gonna lose that? You think you're gonna lose him? I swear to you it won't happen." If it only it were that easy.
"I wish it was that," the tears building up once more as I eventually decided to look at him properly. "It would make all of this way less complicated."
"What is it then?," he pressed in urgency.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm head over heels in love with the guy."
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