#anyway yes jim just likes having 'sometimes' things with people lol
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With your headcanon that Jim wouldn't get involved with anyone he's serving a five year mission with, I'd love something where that's the source of the angst--maybe he or Bones has just survived another crisis and the thought of not being together is starting to wear thin, that sort of thing. Maybe I'm too devoted to angst 😂
Tell Me To Go (2,721 words). TOS!mckirk. explicit, approach with caution.
They couldn’t be more than this. They couldn’t have more than this… sometimes thing.
Trektober Day 20 - Fraternization
It isn't exactly as the prompt, but it wouldn't be written without it. Jim just... didn't want to hold back? 😂 Headcanons are one thing, fics are another 😂 It's angsty-ish but happy ending-ish. It also references For the World Is Hollow and I Have Touched the Sky.
#mckirk#jim kirk#leonard mccoy#star trek tos#trektober 2023#my writing#it was my first time writing something like this (it wasn't planned. it just happened)#might be the first and last time lol#it's almost midnight and i'm posting this a bit early#thank you so much for the prompt! it really spoke to me... even though the end result is different#also since it ended up being rated E - which no one least of all me would expect - i don't expect you to read it#if it isn't something you're comfortable with#anyway yes jim just likes having 'sometimes' things with people lol
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Ooh! Ooh! Can we have a little fic with Izzy and Lucius bonding over stealing/pickpocketing? Maybe even some kind of competition to see who gets the most or the best thing or something? (Since you said you need to include how Izzy loves to steal lol.)
(YES I DID, this one came to me so immediately I had to write it right away)
Izzy: I have a job for you.
Lucius: No thanks, I believe in keeping sex and money separate.
Izzy: why would I start paying you now after two years of getting it for free?
Lucius: Okay, never mind, now I want to start charging cause you’re a dick.
Izzy: I can’t afford to pay you what you’re worth.
Lucius: You’re rich as hell.
Izzy: yes.
Lucius: Ok. You’re forgiven, that was sweet. What’s the job?
Izzy: I’ll tell you when you come over.
Lucius: Tease.
As soon as Lucius was in the door, Izzy told him and Lucius had to stop himself from letting out an unholy squeal. Then realized he didn’t have to and made the noise anyway which Izzy laughed at.
“Yeah, I knew you’d like it.”
“I LOVE it! Thank you. So do I get a cut or is this just to let me have some fun?”
“Both,” Izzy assured him. “You’re officially a Callahan Investigations contractor on this one. I’ve got paperwork and everything.”
“I love this so much,” Lucius told him earnestly. “When did you start getting jobs like this?”
“Read and Jim stress tested a system last year and we just added it to the list on the website SEO and things. Got a few home jobs, word spread, this is the first corporate one.”
“Amazing. How much do I get to know going in about the system?”
“How much would you have known as a sticky fingered high schooler?”
Lucius grimaced, “Probably not enough. I mean I’d look for cameras, pay attention to the sales people, but I was mostly running on adrenaline and hormones. And I got caught as you reminded me once upon a time.”
“That was bad luck, I read the police report.”
“You know that’s supposed to be sealed.”
“Uh huh,” Izzy shrugged. “So that’s what you’ll know. I’m going in hardened professional for bigger stuff, you’re doing the high school five-finger discount stuff.”
“Don’t underestimate a souped up seventeen year old, I got some decent stuff over the years,” Lucius warned.
They made eye contact, exchanged grins.
“If I win, I want you to be my date to the ballet with Stede and you have to be civil to him the whole time.”
“Oh, pup,” he groaned.
“High stakes,” Lucius agreed. “What do you want if you win?”
Izzy considered, then grinned, “Hike.”
“Ohhh fuck you,” Lucius wrinkled his nose. “How long?”
“At least two hours. And no complaining.”
“Oh my god, that is so motivating, I am going to rip the hell off of this place. What happens if we get caught by the way?”
“The head of security is clued in and on duty. So he can see what his guards do if they do catch us out. She’ll intervene before anything serious happens.”
“Good to know, but I meant with the bet.”
“If the other person hasn’t caused it to happen?” Izzy lifted his eyebrows.
“Hey! I resent that. I’m an honest thief,”Lucius protested.
“Yeah sure. If the person gets caught cause they slipped up or the new system got them, then they lose by default.”
“Deal.”
They had the date and a general window of time. Lucius went in first. He was dressed more simply than usual, just jeans and t-shirt that he’d gotten out of Izzy’s drawers. There was a cashmere knit cardigan in a subtle gray, an old gift from Stede, and a pair of Charlie’s sunglasses, left behind one day. He looked like young money trying to play it cool.
The store was large, an upscale department store with counters and lots of salespeople scanning the room for potential money. Lucius smiled at them, acknowledging then slipped by with a,
“‘Scuse me, just looking,” and a wink. Just obnoxious enough to be plausible, not so annoying as to be memorable.
Izzy had considered a similar tactic, but he was too memorable these days (sometimes he considered eradicating the face tattoo just for ease, but then he’d just have to look at it and the memory of the moment rushed back to him. How could he part with that?). Instead, he leaned into it, gave himself a mobster look, slicking back his hair and wearing a gold chain that he bought at a pawn shop, along with a flashy watch that he’d taken off a dead man years ago then never worn.
“You look like a guy who thinks he’s tough,” had been Read’s evaluation. “But would probably cry if someone hit him.”
“Perfect,” Izzy nodded. “You good out here?”
“Sure thing,” she laughed, reclining in the passenger seat. “Call me if you need backup.”
“You are quick,” he hesitated, then shook his head. “I’d never hear the end of it if I cheated.
“I meant with security,” she giggled. “I’m not aiding in whatever you two have going.”
Izzy went in, and gave the first salesperson he saw a sharkline grin, “I’m looking for a gift for a lady. Think you could help me out? Needs to be a stunner.”
“Of course Mister....”
“Black,” Izzy offered. Mostly because it would amuse Lucius if he overheard it and because it sounded fake as hell.
“Excellent, Mr. Black,” the salesperson didn’t flinch. “I’m Fiona, happy to help you today.”
Fiona was a treat. She took him straight to the jewelry counter with its weighted sensors and high tech gadgets. There were cameras everywhere. Izzy’s grin was very very real. What fucking idiots.
“Can I see that ring?” he asked, pointing to a big diamond.
“Thinking of asking the big question?” Fiona asked lightly.
“Is that what that says? Nah, nah, this is a new bird, you know. Want to make her happy from the jump. What would you like from a new guy?”
“Oh!” Fiona, clearly seeing commission numbers, drifted to a series of tennis bracelets. “Something that said he really cared, you know? What does she like?”
And it was on.
An hour later, he strolled out the store with a little bag containing an actual purchase, free and easy. Lucius was already in the backseat of the care, telling Read something with a wide smile.
“How’d it go?” Izzy slid into the driver’s seat.
“Can’t wait to show you. Where do we do this?”
“Owner’s office, a block away in an office tower.”
“He doesn’t work in the store?”
“Nope,” Izzy snorted.
“That explains a lot. What a dumbass.”
They rode the elevator up to a very high floor, into the kind of office that Izzy considered to be purely asshole territory. Flint’s was modest compared to this shit.
“Ah! Mr. Hands!” The owner got up from his desk, smiling his fake smile. It was upsettingly like looking at a CGI’d person. He held out a hand, “How did you find our new little system? Quite extraordinary isn’t it? My chief of staff said you didn’t get away with a thing. Though they didn’t catch you in the act. Give up?”
Izzy shook it, and then just for fun, did a coup d’etat.
“Wouldn’t say that,” Izzy had left his lawfully purchased item in the car. So he just started pulling from his pockets. “Read, total it?”
“On it!” She whipped out her phone.
Onto the owner’s desk he dropped three diamond tennis bracelets, two engagement rings, four pairs of precious gem earrings, and a heavy necklace that had had a pricetag that made his nose bleed.
“How?” The man demanded. “Those cases are monitored like hawks!”
“I’m fast,” Izzy said dryly. “Luc?”
“Okay, so your floor staff needs better training. Like all of them. Don’t fire them,” Lucius said sternly. “They were really trying, but they clearly didn’t know what to look for,”
“Of course they’ve been trained.”
“Yeah, no,” Lucius scoffed. “Because I talked one of them up after I left, met them in the alley, and you know they never got any onboarding and your great head of security told him not to ‘worry his pretty head about it’, so you know. Great work there.”
“Alvin would never!” the owner’s eyes went wide.
“Sure,” Lucius shrugged and then he started emptying his pockets. And emptying. Scarves in a dozen shades, leather wallets with gold clasps, a designer clutch, a perfume bottle. Then he took off his sweatshirt and removed the blazer he’d put on under that. Then his t-shirt came off and he had several more shirt on under that.
“Thin garbage,” he explained. “Really overpriced for the quality, hella easy to hide.”
“That it?” Izzy asked, looking down at the very impressive pile.
“Oh, and this,” Lucius flipped a last bit of gold on top. “That’s your head of security’s wedding ring. I’m sure his wife would like that back.”
“Reminds me,” Izzy dropped the owner’s watch on top of the pile.
“How!” The man protested, fishing it out and sliding it back on his wrist.
“Maybe take a look back at all your nice footage,” Izzy shrugged. “Wonder if they got our faces?”
“Doubt it,” Lucius frowned. “I think I spotted most of the cameras. The pinholes kind of glisten?”
“They do not!” The owner banged a hand down on his desk. “Get out of here! You’re a lot of thieves!”
“Yes,” Izzy said dryly. “That’s what we were hired to do. And we’d better get paid for it.”
“How do I know you don’t have more on you?” The owner hissed. “MAybe I should have you arrested!”
“That’ll look great,” Izzy agreed. “Definitely have the cops show when we have a written and singed contract that you asked us to do the job. And I definitely will sue your company within an inch of its life for harassment and violation of contract. None of us want your shiny bullshit. We did the job. Sorry your expensive system sucks. Not here to impress your shareholders. Let’s go.”
Izzy turned heel and Lucuis and Read followed him out. They were silent leaving, a little tense, in case the owner made good on his threat, but they got out and safely into the care.
“What a dick,” Lucius declared.
“Yeah, jokes on him though. I made that contract a bitch. If they try and stiff me, it’s not going to go well,” Izzy snorted. “So what’re our totals?”
“Depends on how you want to calculate,” Read got out her phone. “Lucius got more individual objects, obviously. You got a few higher priced bits, so you definitely got more.”
“Check the price on the clutch,” Lucius said, apparently untroubled.
“The purse thing?” She checked. Lucius gave a nod. “Uh...ok....oh. WHAT?! Who pays that much for a bag? That’s insane!”
“That’d designer, baby,” Lucius said smugly.
“He beat you,” Read told Izzy. “But like only a hundred dollars, but yeah.”
“Goddamnit,” Izzy sighed.
He got his own back a little once they were back at the apartment though.
“Holy shit that was so fun,” Lucius was still clearly riding a high, tossing the sweatshirt into the hamper. “I almost missed that.”
“Only almost?”
“Yeah, the panic that sets in after I could do without. At least this time I knew we weren’t going to get arrested and that they’d call my mom or something.”
Izzy set the bag on the dresser and Lucius finally zeroed in on it.
“What’s that?”
“For you,” he shrugged.
“You...actually stole something?” He frowned.
“Nope. Got the receipt and everything. Sometimes it helps to actually buy something. Makes it seem less likely you’d be stealing too.”
“Yeah, makes sense. But why not get something generic?”
“Dunno. Liked it.”
Lucius drew out the box inside and opened it, then barked a laugh. He turned it upside down, a flurry of security tags drifting out. Then a tiny metal ‘tink’.
“I can’t believe you collected them, you asshole,” Lucius shook his head, then seemed to register the ‘tink’. He searched through the little pile and pulled out a flash of metal. “Is this...oh, wow.”
It wasn’t really much compared to some of the things he’d lifted. It was a silver tiepin with a glimmer of obsidian running through it.
“Figured it would look good with your ‘going to the theater’ getup. Since we’re head to the ballet, apparently.”
“You knew you’d lose?” Lucius clutched the tiepin.
“You had the better position, really. I knew I couldn’t get at the really high end stuff and you’ve got a better eye than I do for clothes and things,” he admitted. “Seemed likely.”
“I love you,” Lucius told him, very sincerely. “But you are so goddamn spooky sometimes.”
“You too, pup,” Izzy laughed. “You too.”
He got kissed anyway and that was really all he was aiming for.
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Particularly among the older Queen crowd outside of Tumblr, Roger seems to be relatively shielded from criticism and personal attacks in regards to post-Freddie Queen projects, while Brian is often painted as the sole person responsible for everything wrong with whatever the band does, though sometimes poor Roger also gets dragged in. But his loyalty to and friendship with Freddie doesn’t nearly get as disputed or dismissed as much. John’s silent approval for these projects mostly goes unnoticed. It’s strange.
Oh and I have another one: the biopic gets a lot of flack and criticism but often for the wrong and weirdest reasons. And because of that, I rarely pay mind to any criticism of it now, despite the fact that some could be well constructed and warranted.
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Strongly agree | agree | neutral | disagree | strongly disagree
Yes. Absolutely, yes. I think Roger is shielded from 99% of criticism in general (hence me getting blocked by Roger stans after making a mild criticism of him/more of a criticism of his stans lmao) but I'll stick to the subject you brought up. People act like Brian bullies Roger into agreeing to every post-Freddie Queen project, which is utterly laughable. I don't think Roger is capable of being bullied lol and he's certainly not afraid of disagreeing with Brian! I don't know if people zero in on Brian's ardent defense of Queen's post-Freddie actions because we hear from him the most or because they just love hating him (I think it's both), but when Roger does open his mouth publicly, it's never to bow to criticism of the band or say Brian was the one who made him do X. Every major thing done in the Queen name right now has both of their approval.
Yes, there's John, too. Maybe one could argue that he doesn't actually approve but doesn't want to bother fighting any business decisions anymore, but idk, I don't think we have evidence of that, and he certainly still gets paid for everything Brian and Roger do in the band's name. I remember a post on here made by someone outside the fandom that asserted John didn't do borhap press or show up at award shows for borhap because he didn't approve of the movie--unlike Brian and Roger who were supposedly homophobic and selling out Freddie--and it was so, so fucking stupid that I immediately blocked that person lmao. We all know John has been out of sight for +20 years! Anyway, yeah, Brian is the face of post-Freddie Queen to some people, so they take their angst out on mainly him.
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Strongly agree | agree | neutral | disagree | strongly disagree
Let me give you the reasons for my contradictory response. I loathe that film lol. I despise its sloppy, lazy writing, inaccuracies, Mary worship, Jim (almost) erasure, undermining the band's familial relationship, and (intentional? Unintentional?) homophobia in its demonization of gay club culture and simultaneous putting Mary/hetero shit on a pedestal. However, since I don't know what particular criticisms you're referring to, I can't fully disagree, because I don't discount that people probably hate it for really weird reasons. One thing I've learned in this fandom is that pretty much everything Queen has said or done is hated by someone for a batshit reason I would never think of in a million years lmao. I don't talk about the movie much anymore because it's been years and I've talked about it a lot, but I can't think about it too long without wanting to bite something.
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When reading dcla fics, is there some pet peeve you have? Like with a character or something?
I have read too few Bia fics to make a judgement.
For Violetta, I guess it is where I personally feel like they haven't gotten the characters? But it's more a me problem cause I have one way of viewing the characters and others have other ways. I guess one big pet peeve is like, when they portray a character as much more jealous and obnoxious than they were in the show. Cause in the show, it's not that bad and they mostly go from how a character acted like, during some certain episodes or something. Sometimes they can make a character go "omg I can't believe you got me roses instead of violets smh I hate you" and like... yes, they could act ungrateful in some scenes but never at that level. Idk if I make sense. It's like I get where they're coming from but they just make it too over the top and I am like "they're not THAT bad".
For SL, in small cases I've thought some people haven't really gotten Jim and Yam, especially Yam, but tbh not many people even feature them as characters in fics so it's not much I can say. I do however, have a bit of a pet peeve with how I've seen Luna getting portrayed.
Cause, Luna is energetic, very excited, bubbly and does have a child-like mind at times. But sometimes in fics, she's almost portrayed as if she was a toddler. Like she isn't "smart", doesn't know basic info, everyone, including the author, treats her like she's at least 10 years younger than everyone else. And like... yes, Luna is childish, but she is also a lot of the times acting like a real 16 year old would. She is 16-17 during the majority of the show, not 6-7. Idk if we as a society expects people at that age to be more "mature" cause like. They're not. When she speaks to her friends, I don't feel like she's younger than them, they all seem to be the same age. Jim and Yam seem to be in the same level as her, even she and Nina in their own scenes act like real 16 year old girls would. She only feels younger around Ámbar and Matteo, but they are also canonically a year older. With Simón it's a little mixed, cause sometimes he does feel older, but since they're childhood friends they kind of are on the same level too when they talk to each other, I think.
Anyway, I've actually never enjoyed when the "bubbly, energetic character with a child-like mind" is treated like they are toddlers. This is something I've seen in several fandoms. I think a part of it is that I myself have always been quite "child-like", in the sense that I've liked kids shows, felt entertained by things made for people much younger, loved stuffed animals, played with toys until I literally was like 14, and in a lot of contexts, even with people my own age, I've felt "immature" (what's funny though is that I at the same time has always had a very dirty and adult humor mind, so it's a very weird mix). Anyway, so I am always drawn to characters like this, even if I myself not always are energetic and bubbly - but I am on the inside lol. But then I've realized that, I've always just been acting my age, it's just felt like everyone else was more mature. So when I see characters like Luna, yes, she's child-like, but she shouldn't be completely babyfied and treated like she's in kindergarten. She's a normal teenage girl and they are in all sorts of ways.
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Ahhh! Thank you to @lil-melody for tagging me, this is fun!
Are you named after anyone? Not really, but my middle name is passed down through my family.
When was the last time you cried? Probably last week, or the week before? I feel like it's emotionally cleansing to just have a good cry sometimes.
Do you have kids? No! I don't want any, I would be a terrible parent anyway haha... But if I did have any I would probably have one of those generic Jim Morrison posters hanging up, and they would think it was Jesus lol
Do you use sarcasm a lot? I'm a bit of a hypocrite when it comes to this, I use sarcasm sometimes when it's a joke. But too much, especially when it's not as a joke, makes me genuinely annoyed.
What's the first thing you notice about people? This is a tough one... maybe their eyes, and how they carry themselves.
What's your eye colour? Just plain brown, maybe light brown? I'm not complaining lol
Scary movies or happy endings? I like a mix of both. Scary movies with dark endings are honestly pretty great, idk why. My theory is that it just feels like a good break from the usual, like having a bad main character. There are some really great scary movies, too, I love a good shock- Tales From The Crypt legitimately made me scream during the first sequence haha. But I also like happy endings.
Any special talents? Not really, but I can raise one eyebrow and alternate it between eyebrows really fast. I can also spin my foot clockwise and spin my hand counterclockwise at the same time.
Where were you born? 'MERICAAA! jk I swear I'm not a weirdo-
What are your hobbies? I like playing guitar and putting together puzzles, random stuff lol. Sometimes I play an album and look up the chords to the songs, then play through the album on guitar for like 10 minutes straight... pretty fun haha
Have you any pets? OMG yes! The cutest little cat ever, his name's Smokey, and I think he's part Russian Blue. He has the best cat personality I've ever seen.
What sports do you play/have played? I never played sports, I always found them pointless, boring, or frustrating lol. No offense to people who like sports.
How tall are you? 5 feet, it's sad lol.
Favourite subject in school? I always liked math because it seemed the most logical and straightforward. Like, there's only one answer, so I can't screw up too bad.
Dream job? Hmm... would love to be an actor or singer, or something in the arts.
Tag 15? Let's see... @magicmorrison , @keefsteef , @datclassicrockfan42 , @itryandfeelthesunshine , @classicsneverdie , @lyn-winston-curtis , @wildestdreamcatcher , @furiousbirdballoon , @wannaseewhatshangin , @lizzywinst0n , ya'll are just off the top of my head but whoever wants to play!
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Hello, all you wonderful people!
Now as a few of you may know one of my favorite shows on Earth is "Criminal Minds" and yes I know how unrealistic it is, but I've been watching it since I was young and I'll keep watching until I'm an old lady lol.
Now because it's one of my favorite shows I've decided that later on down the line I'm going to make a few prompt lists dedicated to my favorite quotes from the show both from the characters and from the people the quote themselves at the beginning and end of nearly every episode.
But if you've looked at the title cover yet, you'll see that this list isn't exactly going to be like that, since this prompt list is dedicated to two of my favorite characters! And those two are my favorite duo in the entire show Derek Morgan and Penelope Garcia!
Yes, I know the title isn't very creative, but sometimes I'm not very good with titles as you've seen me rant about lol.
Back to the topic at hand though, I just love Morgan and Garcia's whole relationship, and the chemistry they share.
With this prompt list, I'm gonna try to include a lot of the sweet and fun things they say to one another alongside the more hurt/comfort and angst things.
And yes, some of the quotes you see here today might be added to the other prompt list, but I don't know for sure yet.
These are just two of my favorite characters I wanted to post something for them since I've been watching a lot of "Criminal Minds" lately. And though this might not be the best prompt list I've ever made, I still had fun making it.
Now as always, I have changed a few things in the quotes to make them fit a little better into different stories, but I tried to keep them as close to the original lines as possible.
I really hope you all enjoy this list, and that if it does nothing else maybe it will help you write a small scene in the future.
I hope you all stay blessed and safe throughout your day.
Lots of Love & Wishes: Celia 💙
Prompt List:
"Hey, baby, you're on speaker. Behave.
"Or what you'll spank me?"
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"I thought I was calling the Office of Supreme Genius,"
"Well, gorgeous, you’ve been rerouted to the Office of Too Friggin’ Bad,"
"Thanks anyway,"
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“Hey, baby,”
“I’m putting you on speaker!”
“Aww, you suck!”
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"Hey Dollface, ready to work some magic for me?"
"Challenge me, Wonderful,"
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"Yeah?"
"Isn’t this spooky?"
"Isn’t what spooky?"
"That right now you were thinking about me, and out of the blue your phone rings? And it’s me. Huh? How’s that for a spiritual connection?"
"Umm… Do I know you?"
"Why do you hurt me?"
"Ha!"
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"Okay, you know how on Star Trek when Captain Kirk asked McCoy to do something totally impossible and McCoy says, “Dammit, Jim, I’m a doctor, not a miracle worker!”?"
"Hey, what are you telling me? Not to expect a miracle?"
"No, I’m saying I’m not a doctor,"
"That’s my baby."
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"Hey, baby,"
"We need to talk, Doll,"
"PG or NC-17?"
"You’re on speakerphone…"
"I charge extra for groups,"
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"Are you lonely in the Lone Star state? And are you wearing chaps?"
"Only in your dreams, baby,"
"Oh, not necessarily. I have Photoshop,"
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"And one more thing, I had better never find any Photoshopped pictures of me on your computer,"
"Oh trust me, my vision, you will never FIND them,"
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"Look at his little witty bitty nose! Don't you want one of these?"
"I'll stick to practicing,"
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"Please tell me you brought some breakfast,"
"Oh, trust me, sugar. You are not going to want to eat when you see what's in here,"
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"Oh, one last favor. Look up the words "sexy" and "brilliant" in that computer of yours, and tell me what you come up with,"
"Would you look at that, it's me,"
"You are a vision, baby. Ciao."
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"Well, good. Smart move. Something was definitely wrong with him,"
"Wow! You are some kind of oracle, you could tell how wrong he was from what little I told you,"
"Sweetheart, I didn't mean to..."
"I wonder was it that he was too handsome or too interested in me that tipped you off on how wrong he was?"
"Baby, I..."
"Just because you wouldn't cross a crowded room to hit on me does not mean that a more perceptive, less superficial guy wouldn't. Hey, Sweetie, you want snappy? You suck!"
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"Did you know I was sent flowers?"
"Really?"
"Jealous?"
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"Good morning, baby,"
"Good morning,"
"Pump your brakes,"
"What?"
"Every day I say good morning, and every day you say "I'll show you a good morning, Hot Stuff." every day; not today?"
"Hmm, I hate how well you know me, do you know that?"
"I do, now talk,"
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"I kinda love you,"
"I kinda love you too,"
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"Gotta go. Bye."
"Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa. What, no snappy rhetoric? What's goin' on?"
"Garcia: Not in the mood,"
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"I'll tell you what you are to me,"
"And what's that?"
"You are a God-given solace, baby, and you promise me one thing, whatever happens, don't you ever stop talking to me,"
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"How often do I tell you, I love you?"
"Every day, it's implied,"
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"Hello?"
"Hey, how’s smart and sexy doing today?
"Fair warning, cupcake. As much as I love you and our witty banter, I’m all out of witty and banter, and I’m struggling with love,"
"What’s wrong, baby?"
"I’m standing at the crossroads of 31 lives and what I see is a train wreck."
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"Hey, Babydoll!"
"... Babydoll?
"Ah.. forgive me I didn't..."
"It's fine... I've been called worse,"
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"Hey, baby, it's me, you're on speaker,"
"Oh, honey, I don't care who hears, it's always been you,"
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"Hey, you know I love you right?"
"I love you too,"
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"You make me feel super brave,"
"And you make me feel safe,"
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"This is the first time in my life that I don't have anything to say, except that I'm here for you okay? I'm right here,"
"Yeah, I know,"
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"Nobody does it like you and me, baby. Thank you!"
"That never gets old,"
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"Does she fit the profile?"
"As snugly as I fit into your chiseled arms."
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"I'm sending it to your phones, you're welcome,"
"Your majesty, you are the best,"
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"Baby, you have no idea what's going on, so I'll tell you wh-"
"No, I'll tell you what, why don't you call me back once you've gotten off the self-absorption train, and decide to be a real hero again,"
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"Thank you, my sweet,"
"You're welcome, my love,"
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"You're right,"
"Of course, I am. I'm always right, and also, you're secretly in love with me,"
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"Can you just talk to me?"
"Uh, yeah, about what?"
"I don't care, just... just talk,"
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"Good stuff,"
"Damn straight, now get our friends back, baby,"
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"Guess who's getting a gold start?"
"Oh, that would be you, Doll, if you've got some good news for us,"
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"I'm gonna find out who did this to you,"
"Sweetheart-"
"And I don't give a damn what they do or don't want me to do,"
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"Hey, do you know who Frank Miller is?"
"Frank Miller. Um... it sounds familiar,"
"He's a graphic novelist. 300? Sin City?"
"Oh. Right, right, right. Cool movies,"
"Yeah, anyway, he said something once and it makes me think of you."
"What is it?"
"The noir hero is a knight in blood-caked armor. He's dirty, and he does his best to deny the fact that he's a hero the whole time."
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19, 22 and 23? :^)
19. What is the one thing you hate most about your fandom?
Tbh there are a lot of things I hate, although by this point it's only very certain parts of the fandom that have these problems, since most of the shitty people have lost interest by this point. If I had to choose just one thing though, it'd be the overwhelming focus on white, male characters over female and/or characters of color. And there are a lot of areas where this shows up. One major example is that a lot of people like the idea of Connor, Hank, Gavin, and Nines (all white, male characters, mind you) staying at the DPD even after:
The DPD was the one (along with Cyberlife) responsible for the deaths, arrests, and brutal treatment of androids, the main oppressed group in the game's world
Connor and Nines are a part of that oppressed group, and at least Hank is shown in game to support them
Connor has already worked at the DPD and was routinely called an "it" (which as someone who is nonbinary and has been called "it" knows how insulting that can be and understands the need to get away from situations where that happens), was allowed to be sent to his death by, and was routinely harassed and nearly murdered, or in some playthroughs actually murdered, by workers at the DPD (*ahem Gavin ahem*)
Hank (if he is your friend) risked his career just to cause a distraction for Connor to keep him alive
Just because the android revolution was successful doesn't mean the DPD was going to follow that. I mean, the androids were heavily compared to African Americans in this game, and we all know how the current police system treats them (and if you don't, pay attention to the news, like, ever. Also read Jim Crow as that book is very informative on the oppression of blacks in the entire incarceration system as well as before and after that)
So I hope it would be pretty obvious to any sane person that suggesting these characters would join/remain in the DPD after everything is offensive on all sorts of levels.
In addition to that, you also have some people saying that they only cared about Connor's story, or that his was the only good one. The female protagonist that risks her own life several times to save that of a child (no matter if she is human or android)? Not important. The (half) black protagonist who is shot by police, has to rebuild himself, and leads his own people to freedom? Who cares? The only important story to these people is the white, male, cop android who spends most of his time hunting down the good guys. And if some people honestly prefer Connor's story because of their own reasons, that's fine. And yes, Kara and Markus's stories have lots of problems. But Connor's does too, and none of this gives people an excuse to ignore the other characters, especially since they are the minority characters. Then, there are also the people who say Connor's machine path was better than his deviant path, or that him being replaced by Nines in the end was unfair. And... what the fuck??? I mean, I get it, it's fun to play through different options, and Connor is hella badass in the machine path. But he is also hella badass in the deviant path (killing the guards in the elevator, possibly the team at the bottom if he doesn't catch the security camera, fighting Sixty, walking in front of all the androids he freed, like, come on), and he also, like, has morals and isn't oppressive??? In the machine route, he kills his own people, including those who just want to be free and might have been completely pacifist the entire way through. So I'm sorry, anyone who thinks his machine path is better is just looking for an excuse to be oppressive without openly admitting it.
Then there's the Gavin apologizers. While fanon Gavin is awesome, some people have way overstepped the line of redemption and allowing oppression. I've seen posts defending Gavin's in-game behavior, just because he refers to androids as "he" on occasion. This is despite:
Suggesting "roughing up," or being violent to Shaolin (the HK400 in "The Interrogation")
Insulting his partner, Chris, when he doesn't forcibly move Shaolin against Shaolin's will
Pointing a gun at Connor after Connor rightfully says to stop touching Shaolin for both succeeding the mission and for Shaolin's sake, and only stepping down after Hank points a gun at him and even after insults Connor
Punching Connor right in the thirium pump regulator and then pushing his head right where his LED is in the break room if Connor refuses to get him a coffee
Insulting and threatening Connor in the same scene even if Connor follows all of his demands
Insulting Hank's alcoholism in the Eden Club "it's starting to stink of booze in here"
Purposely pushing Connor to the side in the same scene
Trying to literally murder Connor and admitting he'd wanted to kill him ever since he first saw Connor, sometimes successfully
Both physically and verbally assaulting Connor
I forgive very easily and strongly believe in redemption, don't get me wrong. But trying to excuse Gavin's behaviors is so inexcusable, especially when most of his aggressions are towards androids, the oppressed minority.
Now, let's look at Ao3, shall we? Let's see how many fics posted there are with each of the "main" (including Gavin and Nines since even though they are not main characters in canon they are in fanon) characters... (also, keep in mind, I gathered this data about a month ago so it might not be completely up to date):
Connor: 16,150
Markus: 5,395
Kara: 1,504
Hank: 13,135
Nines: 9,807
Gavin: 9,939
Amanda: 1,177
Chloe: 1,521
North: 3,056
Simon: 3,192
Josh: 1,965
Alice: 1,098
Luther: 848
Rose: 193
This means that certain characters get unequal amounts of attention:
White: 59,042
Black: 9,578
Male: 60,431
Female: 8,549
White, Male: 52,223
White, Female: 7,179
Black, Male: 8,208
Black, Female: 1,370
Well, this says a lot. Now, some people reading this might realize that there are more white and male characters to begin with, so it could be fair even with their numbers being higher. So, okay, let's see the average amount of works a single character in each of the above categories would have (so divide each of the values by the number of characters in that category) (also I rounded to the tenth place aka first decimal point):
White: 6,560.2
Black: 1,915.6
Male: 7,553.9
Female: 1,424.8
White, Male: 10,444.6
White, Female: 1,794.8
Black, Male: 2,736
Black, Female: 685
If anything, these are even more telling. And if you don't believe me, look on Ao3 and calculate these yourself, because you'll get the same thing.
To be clear, I don't have anything against Connor, Hank, or any of the white and/or male characters. I even like the way that the fandom has redeemed Gavin. But the fandom has not done the same job of redeeming other characters, especially the minority ones, and pays way less attention to them, and that needs to be called out with evidence by someone.
Anyway, I spent a LONG time on that first question, so I'll try to make the next answers shorter!
22. Popular character you hate?
There aren't any popular characters that I thoroughly hate. The only characters I hate are ones that are already highly unpopular (Todd, Zlatko, Perkins). If we're talking canon characters, I do hate Gavin with a flaming passion. I mean, he is meant to represent police brutality. But fanon Gavin is cool with me, so I'm not sure exactly how much this counts.
There is one semi-popular character that I dislike though, and that is Kamski. I'm half-counting him again because within the fandom there are very mixed opinions. I personally dislike him mainly because of his treatment of one of his Chloe's: he is willing to let her get shot in the head and killed just to find a dumb answer to his Kamski test just because he feels like it. If Connor doesn't shoot Chloe, he tells Connor he's deviant, knowing full well that Amanda and Cyberlife are watching being the one to design the program, endangering Connor. While he arguably is responsible for deviancy and wants androids to succeed, that doesn't make up for those facts.
Another character that half-counts is Daniel. There are mixed opinions within the fandom on him as well, with some arguing that he is only wanting to not get replaced and protect himself. However, since his first response was to kill the dad, and then he proceeded to shoot at least 3 more cops, killing 2, and hold Emma, the young girl he had been friends with for years hostage, even though she had nothing to do with his replacement. You can't argue that he didn't want to kill Emma and only used her as protection for himself, either, as there are multiple endings where he tries and sometimes succeeds in killing Emma, even when he is also killing himself. I'm not closed to a redemption arc for him, but his in-game actions are inexcusable. He's the one deviant who truly has no valid defense for his actions.
23. Unpopular character you love?
There are a few. I absolutely adore North, Josh, Adam, and Alice, even though the fandom has conflicted opinions on them. Then again, none of these characters are really considered unpopular, just not as popular as others with a select few that don't like them. With North, I've been in this fandom since a few months after its release, when there was a lot of North hatred, and was actually in a group called the North Protection Squad lol. However, now most people like her, and she's really grown in popularity. With Josh, it's less that he's hated, and more that he's ignored. People say that Simon was the peaceful option when he was really the neutral, and recently I've seen more people against Josh's opinions on the revolution. While I don't always agree with Josh being so passive and undemanding (neither do I agree with North's violence), he's still an awesome character with some very valid points. Then, I do understand why some people dislike Adam, as at first he's against androids and almost reveals Kara and the others. However, if you meet him at the border crossing, he apologizes to Kara and changes his mind, promising to help androids. While he may start out scared and not on the right side, he does have a good heart and ends up making the right decisions in the end. With Alice, I haven't seen many people hate her, either, although I have seen some saying she's annoying and lacks a personality. I agree that she lacks a personality, although I argue that's the writers' faults rather than her character's (as are problems with other characters, I mean David Cage wrote this so what were we expecting). I also don't think she's annoying, as after all she is only 9 (in human terms), doesn't admit she's an android because she's scared Kara will reject her (and Kara actually can reject her for being an android, leaving her completely on her own in a world that wants her dead. Also, living her whole life with Todd can absolutely not help her feel more secure with who she is or make her trust Kara to still love her for it), and she is only cold and feels sick because her model of android is literally designed to replicate human sickness and discomfort (and it's clear she doesn't know how to turn them off, because even after Kara knows she's an android Kara still has to help Alice not feel cold anymore. Also, this is November in Detroit, in which the average temperature is 42°F (5.6°C). There are also scenes where it is snowing, meaning the temperature is below freezing. Still, despite the temperatures, in some scenes not having a coat, and feeling sick, she says Kara and Luther can't stop because of her, risks her life to save Kara's if you fail QTEs, and says she's "fine" even when she's cold to comfort Kara. So if you think she can be annoying, yeah, all 9-year-olds can be. But if you think she's annoying enough to actually hate her, idek what to say).
In terms of characters that are really unpopular, I actually like Leo. His actions at first are inexcusable. I mean, accusing Carl of loving an android more than hin, insulting Markus and treating him as less than human, threatening him, breaking into Carl's house and attempting to steal his paintings for drug money, and framing Markus for Carl's death leading to him getting shot and nearly killed are obviously not okay things to do. However, he is clearly on drugs, specifically red ice, the most dangerous drug in the world. Also, if you decide to push Markus leading Carl to still be alive, when you return to Carl's house, you can find a message Leo sent to Carl in which he apologizes for everything and promises it won't happen again. In the extras section, you also find out Carl missed out on Leo's whole childhood, only first meeting him once he was much older. Given that Carl spends all of his days pleasantly conversing with Markus while ignoring Leo, not calling him, only talking to Leo once he comes around himself, and doesn't even argue when Leo says Carl doesn't love him, it's almost fair that Leo thinks the way he does. Since he's also high on drugs throughout the story, at least up until Markus gets shot, we also know that the Leo we see isn't the real Leo. Later, if Carl is dead and Markus visits his grave, he encounters Leo again. This time, when Leo sees Markus he is only shocked. Now, off of red ice, not only is he going to see Carl's grave, expressing love for his father, he also doesn't try to hurt Markus, insult him, or anything mean or dehumanizing. His expression lacks any signs of aggression. It was only when he was high that he was such an asshole. Although that doesn't excuse his behavior, it does give a reason for it, and by the end I consider him redeemed.
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Wow... that was a long response to a very short ask. No need to read all that (although I would highly suggest reading my first answer, at least, since that does contain some very relevant points). Although then again, if you've made it here, you've probably already read all that. In which case I would love to hear your opinions if you're willing to share (as well as anyone who sees this!) I guess I just had a lot of opinions that I needed to put out in the world lol, so thank you sm for the ask!!!!! 💛💛💛
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hell media trio for the ask meme. It, Supernatty, and The Office
oh just a slight amount of friendly resentment towards you for the last one. fine dredge up my tragic past. i’ll do it
It:
blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most): Eddie Kaspbrak
scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped): 1990 EDDIE ONLY j*mes r*nsone makes my features automatically contort into a grimace (thank g-d i never actually watched it chapter two and the muschietti movies just aren’t as much my thing. dgmw it 2017 was good but 1990 made me go crazy crazy)
scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave): did they make audra mean in it chapter two is that why people don’t like her. well fuck you anyway then i’m writing fic about her journey to being sober!!
glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week): adrian mellon 😭 the chapter describing him and how defiant and cool he was? shit dude
poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave): pennywise. oh gd could you imagine. uhhhh fuckin uhhh. i feel like stan can’t count but i haven’t mentioned stan or mike yet and i love them both so much but neither of them are unpopular OR pathetic but stan is slightly closer to both than mike is so. stan, my grandpa (almost fell victim to the let’s eat grandma trap. stan my grandpa ✨✨)
horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason): i’d show sonia kaspbrak my star of david necklace and tell her i’m here to take her money and stand in her house and maybe she’d have a heart attack and die
eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell): by being in derry, are they not already there? oscar “butch” bowers you don’t deserve to be called butch you racist fuck
Supernatty (allie is this you lol):
blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most): probably cas
scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped): dean smith that gay little homosexual man. we can’t all be project runway dean
scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave): i liked bela and i want her back but i’m pretty sure she’s permadead :(
glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week): becky but only bc i’m like “that’s emily perkins!! from such hits as it 1990 and ginger snaps!!”
poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave): sam. and yes i’m sam-coded it’s the pathetic ones that are most like me don’t you understand
horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason): dean but out of love. sam doesn’t make fun of him enough even though it’s a necessity that siblings mock each other in equal measure.
eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell): john. bye bitch!
The Office (sigh):
blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most): it used to be jim oh my gd 🤢 these days i try not to think about the office at all. but i’ll pick one. for you. oscar
scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped): i hate you for making me assign this to a character from the fucking office. fuckin. phyllis are you happy
scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave): karen motherfuckin filipelli
glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week): karen motherfuckin filipelli!!
poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave): andy bernard i just vibe w him sometimes okay. that man’s not a heterosexual maybe it’s that
horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason): jan for shutting down the warehouse union. why was michael shown as stupid for hearing about a union and agreeing
eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell): ryan
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I think he just needs to feel you're here and you do love him, he's not just making it up, he's not just dreaming. Most of the time, he cannot believe you're real and you're actually his so it's important to give him these small constant reminders. Ad
alright you talked about how there are a lot of sweet and simple gestures between you all the time and YES!! again, I don't have anything against Danielle but it seemed like they had gotten so deep into their routine that there was this lack of affection between them, not because they didn't love each other but simply because they were used to it, you know? After you've spent so many years with someone, sometimes, there isn't this cute and tender side you have in the beginning anymore and that's probably why jim was "in love" with yvonne, she gave him that.
anyway I wouldn't go as far as saying that Jim was touch starved the way some of Cillian's characters are but I do believe he craved some affection and I do think that you would give him that and it would make him feel...so alive!
of course im not saying you're making out with him 24/7 or that you go on romantic weekends to Paris every week. I think it would be very soft, very domestic, you know? and I have several exemples so im just gonna list them:
when you pass by him and you gently pass your hand on his back or when he's working at his desk/kitchen table, you come behind him and kiss his cheek, ruffle his hair; when you caress his cheek and look at him with all the devotion you have for him; whenever you snuggle closer to him or when you bring him into a hug just because you can, because you want to show your man how much you love him (and this is coming from a girl who absolutely hates physical affection)
his heart is a bit more whole and happy every time you give him the smallest attention; whenever you think to buy his favorite tea because you noticed there wasn't any left, when you remind him not to forget a meeting, etc...when you rest your hand on his thigh when he's/you're driving or when you're among other people
I think he just needs to feel you're here and you do love him, he's not just making it up, he's not just dreaming. Most of the time, he cannot believe you're real and you're actually his so it's important to give him these small constant reminders. And also, I see him as a very loving and affectionate man, he's just very reserved so he won't always be all over you because yeah, he's shy but he does have a lot of love to give so when you make him understand that he doesn't have to be shy around you, he'll feel safe enough to truly "show" himself, be the sweet and romantic guy im sure he is.
Once you've reached that point, not only will he be the sweetest (that he always is) but he'll feel confident enough to be more affectionate, more open and yeah it's just a big change in his way of being!
so conclusion: Jim needs to feel loved and understand he doesn't have to be shy from you to really show this part of himself - the romantic and whipped for you - one and I don't know what else to say, I feel like im rambling now so I'll just say that baby Jim is the best and I love him so much it hurts 🤧💗
SO. DAMN. CUTE.
I simply cannot. I'm an absolute sucker for the little gestures, they're really the ones that make a relationship. Also, I agree with you on him not exactly being "touch starved" (that's Tommy territory lol) but he and Danielle had fallen into something of a rut, in my opinion. Things got comfortable, which isn't a bad thing, but they forget that even long term relationships need care. He "loved" Yvonne (I don't think he actually loved her) because she provided a thrill and something that he wasn't getting in his marriage, like you said. Excitement, affection, attention.
I also believe that he's learned from his failed marriage. It takes two to tango, and he recognizes that he had his part to play in the dissolution of things between him and Danielle, so now he's intent on cherishing you, never letting you forget that he's there and he loves you.
So in love with the gestures you listed. The touches, the hugs, remembering little things for and about him. Ugh, perfection 😩
He a romantic at heart and he knows that most times that really involves the day to day things.
Just gonna add a thing that I was putting in my silly little AU. When he's working at the dining table, you sometimes take a second (or a bit longer) to stop and rub his shoulders and he takes this opportunity to gently grasp your wrists and guide you to sit on his lap so he ends up taking a break. Not always for funny business (though maybe that's involved sometimes 👀)
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im definitely not ripping off my friend by making a list of au ideas i have no siree //gonna slap this under a readmore cause i. well i say a lot. all of the time. i tried so hard to format this Good but tumblr fucked me up i am so sorry
so first-off i know i already have one WIP AU (Auckland) on ao3 so i wont talk about That one cause like. spoilers. i actualyl have it like 80% created so its likely gonna truly get finished for once and i dont wanna ruin shit
the other one ive posted about is something me and ben (catgirlrepublic) have worked on together its not at all close to done or anything but it's. a fun little crossover. Between jdate and my fuckinuhm. Original characters story “Untitled Villains Project”. the sketches of the comic version ive started is actually my pinned post 👉👈 its like the first chunk of the story, i think half of part 1? yea.
Tldr john fucking Somehow is able t oget into contact with a certain curious scientist from another reality who’d just love to study the Soy Sauce, most certainly not for her own nefarious purposes
John and Dave meet up with the scientist, her name is Boss, and her lab assistant, Toxic, and after a bit of a preliminary Vibe Check where john determines her trustworthy (which Dave doesnt agree with,) the two agree to be taken to the world UVP is set in. from there they stay in Boss’s lab (big old fucking abandoned military lab). John and Toxic are fast friends due to mutual love-of-chaos. John n Dave get to fuckin, camp out on an air mattress.
The day after they arrive, the two get split up, not exactly intentionally; big plot points of UVP are liek. Fueled by Boss sending Toxic to go fetch her “research materials,” which are usually important artifacts
Fuckin side note i guess i have to explain my dumb bullshit: Boss’s, uh, field of expertise so to speak is actually fckin, basically the scientific study of magic and superpowers n shit like that. This shit’s all real in that world. Toxic’s got fuckin superpowers, so do 4 other main characters, whatever. It’s got a bit to do with spirituality, iss Boss’s hypothesis. So she has Toxic fetch important artifacts that might have “energies” to them. The thing is actually way more fuckin complictated than that, this is just Boss’s initial hypothesis.
Motherfucking anyways. So Boss gives Toxic a job to do, and John get excited about how Cool that sounds, and ends up going with Toxic, leaving Boss and Dave alone. Neither is thrilled about this. But Dave and Boss get to have a bit of conversation (while Toxic and John are off bonding and having a good time) and come to a… mutual grudging understanding of some kind. They still dont like each other though lmao
Theres gonna be deeper shit going on but we havent sorted it out yet/tbh havent like Written For It in a while but i still like thinking about it a lot lol
Also pretty sure our endgame is john and dave steal toxic and bring them back with em lmao boss is kind of not nice and toxic would most certainly be better off in Undisclosed. Actually theyd fucking love it. Theyd become a local cryptid im sure. Undisclosed’s mothman is a teleporting spike baby.
I have. Another crossover AU that i might. Post something about for halloween? Maybe? If i have it finished?
Crosses over into, you guessed it, another one of my original-character projects. God, am i vain or something?
I promise this is just because i think blue and dave should get to team up to beat up some monsters
Quick briefing on my fuckinuh. Original character story, this one doesnt have a name (yet? Idk lol my work never actually goes anywhere sso who gives a shit). It centers around two grim reapers, Red (26, bi woman) and Blue (22, aroace agender asshole). In this reality or whatever, grim reapers function kind of like low-level office workers. They get told who’s going to die + when by some middle-management types, and upper management only involve themselves when punishment needs to be doled out. These Higher-Ups can be seen as analogous to Korrok; they’re decidedly not human, never were, and fucking terrifyingly powerful. Additionally, grim reapers are sort of .. designed to be “background noise” people. In reality theyre supernatural beings and, uh, look Real Fuckin Weird (the whole deal has a neon aesthetic im terrible at drawing uwu) but most humans just perceive them like extras in a movie. A body’s there but the camera’s not focused on it.
To the narrative: the shit starts when Red n Blue get relocated to Undisclosed. Relocation is something that just happens every now and then to reapers; they usually work in teams, but they get split up into different cities to avoid any strong bonds forming (a counter-union strategy from the Higher-Ups).
Red, Blue, John and Dave end up running into each other for the first time in a McDonalds where John n Dave are getting some 4am “hey, we just survived another horrific monster fight” celebration burgers. John and Dave are the only two people who can see how… strange Red and Blue are. Nobody else notices.
John unintentionally pisses Blue off, leading to Blue whacking him upside the head with a dildo bat. They all four get kicked out of McDonald’s. Dave and Red both are less than thrilled
Blue and John end up resolving their differences, somehow. Red and Dave briefly bond over their dumbass best friends being, well, dumbasses. They all part ways amicably.
somehow-or-other (idk yet) they end up running into each other a few more times, and eventually john invites them over to his place, and the four (plus Amy now!) get to know each other a little better
while there, Blue gets a text about some guy who's gonna die and John offers to drive them to where that's gonna go down. they take him up on the offer and get to have a bit of one-on-one conversation
after that ordeal though Blue has had Enough of people and bails, leaving John to head home alone
theres a sort of mirror-development going on with the five of em. Red, John, and Amy would all like everyone to get along, though theyre a bit tentative about it (John moreso than the other two, actually, jsut cause. well Red n Blue could still be Sauce Monsters). Dave and Blue on the other hand do Not like people enough for this shit, and Dave's not unconvinced theyre Sauce Monsters. he will not trust them until proven he should
the story's kinda nebulous but i got an idea for some Shit going down that involves both Sauce Monsters and also the Higher-Ups to have some fuckin absolute chaos go down.
Oops! All Trans
Everybody is transgender. Everyone
Ive actually workshopped this one both with ben (catgirlrepublic) and ghost (ghost-wannabe) lmao its a fun lil concept ive had from the get-go cause i mean. What’s an internet tran gonna do other than hit all their favourite media with the Everyone’s Trans beam
Dave transitioned post-high school and faked his death for it. People go missing in Undisclosed all the damned time, after all. He moved to the next city over, transitioned fully, then came back as a completely new man. Yes i know this doesnt exactly fit with the “everyone knows David from high school” thing alright, hush.
Anytime anyone brings up John’s old best friend (pre-transition Dave) John throws an entire fit like an overdramatic grieving widow. Full-on sobbing “why would you bring her up?! I miss her so much—” to the point that people just stop bringing up because Jesus Christ That Sure Is Uncomfortable KJHGFDS.
This is a scheme he and Dave came up with prior to Dave leaving, though Dave hadnt exactly anticipated John putting on this much of a performance about it— but it’s stopped Dave from ever having tto hear his deadname again, so hey.
Amy transitioned sometime in middle school/early high school. Her family was super supportive and loved her a ton and most people just know her as Amy. she was super shy her whole life really so. Yeah. people just dont think to bring it up lmao also i Feel Like big jim would absolutely wallop anyone who gave her trouble of any kind
John’s nonbinary (genderfluid specifically) and not exactly Interested in transitioning ? like hes fine with how he is. mostly.
he came out to Dave in high school but hes not out to anyone else exactly. Maybe his bandmates. Probably any other trans person in Undisclosed knows, too, cause theyre safe to tell lmao. Johns mostly a “he/him out of convenience” kinda nb who’s cool with any pronouns but does prefer they/them most. Dave and Amy use they/them when the trio are alone
Also this is a totally self-indulgent caveat that i think would be great, Dave’s actually agender but because he's transmasc and transitioned when he thought there were really only two options, and being Boy at least felt less weird than being Girl, he just kind of assumed he was a dude. It’s only through a lot of (like fucking years and years hes probably in his 30s/40s when he puts 2 and 2 together on this one) talks about gender with John that he realizes he actually feels like No Gender. Masc aesthetic with none gender.
I Just Think It’d Be Neat Is All Okay
Also Amy came out to Dave about being trans early on in them seeing each other and his response was to get very nervous before blurting out “me too” and then just being too embarrassed to talk about it for the rest of the day. Hes got a lot of hangups on talking about it actually it takes years for him to get comfortable in that
by contrast when Amy comes out to John about it his response is to yell “EYYY ME TOO” and give her a big ol hug lmao
I think itd be neatt if Amy ran a like. Transfem help/advice blog on tumblr. Kind of helped-with by John who can give her transfem nb insight for certain asks. I also just think that would be neat.
Cowboy AU - i put this one last cause its got drawings to it actually. Theyll be at the bottom
Basically just. Hey you ever watched a western. I think they look neat
This is another one me n ben have come up with lol
The soy sauce and all that shit still exist, im not sure where korrok fits in yet but ill figure it out
Theres no real like solid narrative yet ? but heres the barebones of everybody’s arcs.
John
Johns an absolute troublemaker, Of Course. Hes wanted in several towns for absolutely stupid shit. Hes a loner who shows up, causes chaos, gets drunk, does some drugs, runs away if people get too mad at him
He definitely had the same kind of deal with the soy sauce as in canon— he was at some kind of party, somebody offered it, he took it cause why the fuck wouldnt he, now he can see monsters and shit
Hes kind of a mooch also. Like. dont let him stay in your barn man he’ll never fucking leave and drink all your booze.
He runs into Dave when they happen to just, cross paths in the same town. the bullshit John stirs up ends up involving Dave in a way that makes it seem like it's his fault too, and they both get run out of town
after that he just tags along after Dave. hes decided this guy's Cool he wants to stick around. Dave is pissed at first, but not enough to shoot him or anything, and eventually, John grows on him
Dave
Dave also is a loner but unlike John hes simply so fucking awkward and bad with people. He doesnt feel like he belongs anywhere so he just travels
He’s the stereotypical Lone Ranger tbh. He wanders from town to town, solving their problems, though hed deny its out of any moral obligation (it kinda is, a little bit, tbh. He does like feeling useful). He shows up, fixes things, leaves. He's kind of a legend but most people think he's hiding something dark. other people jsut know him as that guy who farted real loud in the middle of the saloon and promptly skipped town out of sheer embarrassment. you know how it goes with Dave
He ends up involved with the Soy Sauce when a snake (not Actually a snake,) bites him. The snake’s more like the wig-monsters, really. Anyway, it injects him with the soy sauce, he fucking trips balls in the middle of the desert, he can see monsters now
He runs into John and shit goes tits-up, as said, but they become traveling buddies after that. he'd never say so, but he's glad for the company, actually. it's nice. hes not used to companionship but he feels a strange kind of easiness hanging out with John....
not sure how the Monster Dave concept will like fit in to this reality but like. trust me i want it in here. I'll Figure It Out.
Amy
Amy’s been living in a town John and Dave end up passing through and she is very curious about these two new Handsome Strangers who claim to fight monsters and just kinda. Persistently tags along til they let her join for real
Her family’s all dead, unfortunately, just like in canon, and she’s been living alone for a few years before meeting John n Dave. she had nothing left in that town to stay for, she'd been fantasizing about escaping on wild adventures for a long time and this felt a little like a dream come true. (Dave still gives her a spiel about how Difficult it is, but really, her fantasies were pretty grounded-in-reality already. i jsut think thats how she is, yknow?)
Shes the first person to react to the whole “we see monsters” shit with a kind of “oh, okay. neat” kind of response lmao
John and Dave fix whatever the fuck is up with her town (maybe that’s where the Korrok shit can fit, who knows) and Amy ends up being integral to that. After, she insists they take her with them because “they need her now” and Dave just cant really say no. John too is very much "the more the merrier!" and hes actually glad to have another person along he loves people lmao
At the start she has long hair but after she joins them she chops it short with a knife for convenience
also she still is an amputee. justt. idk. it was a wagon/stagecoach accident rather than a car accident lmao. just to clarify since i hadnt mentioned it, i wouldnt rob her of her ghost hand or yknow. all of the significance to her character that Missing A Hand has. although also now im going to have to research what was used as painkillers way-back-when, but im betting shes still got, like, her pain pills, they probably had those, maybe i wouldnt have to try too hard there. old timey medicine could be WACK though,
Shitload
Yeah hes in tthis shit mostly cause i liked designing his cowboy self lmao
Hes a kid (like 16, 17, technically i think in those days that was more Young Man than Kid but whatever. Hes Young i mean.) who got possessed by the Worms out in the desert and, by his family’s perception, just went missing!
Hes also a wanderer, but he ended up at the same town john and dave met in, at that same time, and starts following them after, already aware of who/what they are.
He keeps his face covered 24/7. actually he covers a Majority of his self for reasons. kinda want him to be a slightly more horrifying Worm Entity rather than human idk,
I kinda dont have much for this boy yet sorry Shitload
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with some editing notes for me cause im doing a very specific aesthetic with this lmao. i might change some lil details/colours though ...... idk
im also kinda 🤔 about shitload's colour palette. i want things assoicated w the sauce to be black'n'red predominantly but i think his palette might mirror dave's too closely. also im working on a korrok design i jsut am too busy to draw it now
#jdate#john dies at the end#aus#erh. tthe hell do i tag this as#rambles.txt#long post#well let me know if youd wanna hear more or. or something#send an ask. or whatever#yaknow#:jazz hands:
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I wonder what kind of relationship Sam and Jim will have in SNW. In the finale, my personal impression was that Sam doesn’t really agree with the way Jim does things, and he has a skewed impression of him (perhaps as an older brother whose younger brother is more “successful” and perhaps more “popular” - from Sam’s POV)
Sam is someone who doesn’t like conflict and most likely likes to walk a straight path.
Jim is someone who will try to look for options, and sometimes will come up with solutions that to an outsider seem wild. Sam most likely doesn’t approve of Jim cheating on Kobayashi-maru, but a test where your option is death or death is just not something Jim can accept - if other lives are at stake. (And he often tries to find a solution where he can survive as well because he doesn’t have any intention to die, because to accept death, would be to give up - in his mind - and he doesn’t like to lose.) [I also kind of think that the fandom - and not just fandom - took Kirk’s “I don’t like to lose” in TWOK at face value and interpret it as him being too full of himself and breaking rules - because that line was related to the Kobayashi-maru test - but imho it isn’t about him per se, it’s about safety of those he’s in charge of.]
Sam (and Pike)’s assessment that Jim is a deck of wild cards is honestly just a bias of an older brother, rather than something objective. He cares about his mission and bringing his ship, his people to safety, he cares about protecting the galaxy. He doesn’t try to undermine someone else’s orders and bend them to his will. Sometimes, a reinterpretation is needed and that’s what Kirk mainly does. What Pike did in s1 a couple times too.
When I first saw the episode, the conversation between Sam and Pike really threw me off, but now when I rewatched the episode a few days ago (and a year later lol), I can see that the episode was done in a way where what Sam said was contradicted in the episode itself. They used Sam to make Pike doubt Jim, to make him think that he should be stopping Jim from doing something bad, which probably caused him not to truly listen to Jim when Jim offered good ideas. And Jim listened to the senior captain, because that’s what Jim does. And it cost him his ship and lives of his crew.
(Yes, of course that Sam said that Jim was a fine captain, but his whole demeanor in that scene was very... idk “I like my brother but... wouldn’t trust him that much, he might cost us this battle”)
But I wonder if this Sam’s attitude will be there when Jim is a lieutenant as well, or not.
yeah, anyway, just another pointless Kirk post lol (it was supposed to be about the brothers, but... I have a one-track mind) but I kind of put some things into perspective for myself while thinking and typing it lol
#your interpretation of kirk might be different and that's fine#this one is mine#headcanon times#jim kirk#snw nonsense#tos nonsense#snw spoilers#the sad thing is that jim getting the enterprise means that sam dies#sam didn't want to serve with his brother so he went back to his family and moved them all to deneva#also this isn't an attack on sam. you can love your siblings but not understand them and know them
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Survey #463
“the siren sings a lonely song of all the wants & hungers / the lust of love, a brute desire”
Describe the person that you would like to be in three years. I want my mental health to be in great condition, I really want to be in much better physical shape, ideally be living with somebody in our own place, have a job I'm happy with, have an improved social life, my own license and car...
Think back to when you first met your significant other (or ex). Was your first impression of them accurate? It's funny, I honestly don't remember what my first impression of Girt was. I don't even recall our first interaction. I'm sure it was most likely that he was friendly, because he is and always has been.
What is your most noticeable personality trait? Probably that I'm really, really shy.
What kind of natural disaster is most common where you live? Hurricanes.
Which of your family members do you resemble the most? I guess one of my immediate sisters? People tend to say stuff like they can definitely tell we're related.
Have you ever had an animal get into your attic? No.
Who knows you better than anyone else? Hell, probably whoever reads these.
When was the last time you started a “new chapter” of your life? I guess you could call dating Girt a "new chapter." I have a much, much stronger feeling of this attempt being more successful than the last now that I've been able to change my angle on how I see him.
What’s the most expensive thing your car needed to get done? I don't have my own vehicle and never have.
If you had a thousand dollars to spend on a pricey brand you like but can’t really afford (until now of course), which ONE brand would you choose? *shrug* Most products of highly expensive brands I find hideous anyway.
Do you still talk to any of your old teachers? Yeah. One is a close family friend and actually our landlord.
Does your family still use the home phone or are you all on cell phones now? We haven't had a landline is yeeeeaaarrrrsssss.
Ever go to another school’s prom? No; my boyfriend went to the same school as me.
Do you ever venture into the woods? What do you normally do there? No; we live in the city now. :/ When I DID live in the woods, I absolutely loved wandering around with my camera for stuff to take pics of.
Does your significant other ever make you mix CDs? None ever have but omg I wish that would be adorable.
How did you dress your freshman year of high school? I was one of them emo kids.
Would you ever date your best friend of the opposite sex? WELP that's what I'm doing lol.
Would you say you have a high sex drive or not so much? I'd call it normal? Higher sometimes, lower other times, but not to either extreme.
Come with an unpopular opinion. Silent Hill: Homecoming is a great game and while there's a lot of fan service from the movie, it belongs in the series. It's actually my second (or third)-favorite installment. Most of the SH community absolutely hate that game.
What’s the worst thing a friend has either done or said to you? A lot of shit Colleen would say if we got into arguments. She'd ridicule effects of my depression, said I'd never know what it's like to pay my own bills, stuff like that. She's hateful as fuck and everything cut deep.
What’s fake about you? Like extensions, fake nails, botox etc. Nothing physical.
If you got the chance, would you audition for a reality show? No.
Have you ever gotten into a Facebook fight? More than once.
What’s the cheesiest thing you’ve ever experienced irl? Hm, I'm unsure.
Favorite flavor of jelly bean? Probably watermelon.
Do you use Tinder? If yes, have you ever met up with someone you matched? No. You do you, but if I understand Tinder correctly, it just seems... really shallow to me. Like don't you JUST see their picture to decide if you're interested or not? It just enforces the false belief that appearance really matters in love.
You just poured your heart out to your crush and all he/she does is respond “k”. What do you respond/do? Well, I don't have a crush anymore; my boyfriend and I literally exchanged "I love you"s last night. That's not a crush. But for the sake of the question, I'll imagine I was single and this happened, in which case I would be both hurt and annoyed. Like, either tell me you return the feelings or not. It's not hard.
What's your favorite thing to order from McDonald’s? I usually get a quarter pounder w/ cheese or a McDouble, occasionally with a small or medium fry, depending on how hungry I am.
When do you feel your sexiest? Never, hunny.
What's your favorite emoji? I don't really have one? It just depends on what the situation calls for.
What’s your skincare routine? I don't really have one... I just use a washcloth to clean my face.
Who all out of your immediate family smokes? My dad and stepmom.
Do you like incense or candles better? Incense, totally.
Do you respect your parents? Yeah.
What’s your bf/gf’s name? It's technically Donald Jr., but since high school, I've known him as Girt, a nickname I won't explain for his privacy.
Do you wear glasses? Yeah.
Do you like The Beatles? I honestly don't. Except "Hey, Jude."
What was the last reason you got excited? Last night. When we were saying goodbye, I was scared to, but I told Girt I loved him, and he immediately said it back confidently. My heart did like five flips. I'm still over the moon about it. Yes, we just got back together, but we've been in each other's lives as a constant since HS, and after changing my angle of how I looked at him, it's not at all platonic anymore.
Do you know anyone who drinks the pickle juice from the jar? Sara does alskdjfklwejrl;er
Name something crazy that’s happened recently? Uhhhh... I dunno. My life is very uneventful to have something really "crazy" happen.
Can you say for a fact that you’re happy right now? I'm happy about some things, but also nervous and self-doubtful.
Have you ever zip lined? No, but they look fun. I'd just be really scared of losing my grip.
If you broke your computer, would you be able to fix it on your own? Ha, no.
Have you ever been on a boat and got sick? No, but the one time I was at the beach and on a boat riding to an island, I was TERRIFIED I was going to get sick because of the waves. I didn't, thankfully.
Did you sleep well last night? For the most part. My new mask might just be working.
Do your parents try and plan your life for you? Not at all.
Do you have any pictures of you kissing someone? Yes.
List two things about yourself that you find embarrassing. My weight and how dark my leg hair is.
Do you like to cuddle with your pet when you are sad? Yes.
Do you find piercing attractive or unattractive? h o t
Do you have any secret hiding spots in your room? To put money, yes.
Do you like parmesan cheese on your spaghetti? Ew, no. I don't like parmesan.
Does your best girl friend have any talents that you don’t? Yeah. She can animate well, for one. And sing like a fucking champ.
Do you have any video game systems in your room? Which one(s)? My Nintendo DS Lite is in here. Well, and my laptop is a gaming one.
What color eyes does the last person you kissed have? ... Oh WOW I've known this man for a fuckin decade and somehow I'm not sure??? But I want to say light blue?
Have you ever taken a ride in a helicopter? No.
Have you ever visited hot springs? No.
How slowly or quickly would you say you eat? I'm aware I eat too fast, because my mom will point it out almost without fail if we eat in sight of each other. I'm not a messy eater at all, just... fast. Chewing your food and swallowing isn't a complex task. I've made active efforts to slow down, I just haven't been able to succeed. It doesn't feel normal. That and I've come to discover that when I chew food TOO much, I don't like the mushy texture of it in my mouth.
What did you do the last time you were with friends? Yesterday Girt and I planned to watch shitty Netflix anime for some laughs, but we wound up starting Attack on Titan, which I am officially pretty into.
What kind of cologne/perfume do you like the opposite sex to wear? I don't care if they wear any or not, so long as they know how to clean themselves and therefore not actually smell bad.
If you celebrate Christmas, do you get a real tree or an artificial tree? We always use a fake one.
Is there someone who means a lot to you but they don’t know that? My sisters probably don't, really...
Is money important to you? Live your whole life poor and I want to see you answer "no" to this.
Have you ever watched a meteor shower? No.
Do you like Slim Jims? LOOOOOOOVE them.
Would you rather write a mystery or love story? Love story.
Are you muscular? No. Working for it.
Do you have one of those removable hand-held shower heads? Yes. Originally, this house didn't, but I hated it so much that Mom bought one.
How many burners does your stove have? Four.
Has your car ever been broken into? Mom's hasn't.
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Nailing that Dynamic- Recs - Day 1
Day 1 for Creator’s Week, and I gotta say, this is my favorite fan event, mainly because it was the first one I participated last year. This little rec set is devoted to dynamics, divided into friendship, found family, and finally romantic (and yes, that’s Malex with me.)
We’ve had two seasons of this show, and while I can’t really relate to aliens or even the immigrant story, I do relate strongly to the stories behind friendship. I can say my appetite for fic with a good friendship dynamic will always be there.
Will You Be My Friend- Circle Yes or No (recs)
Finding You by @myrmidryad (122,000) - If by chance the canon from high school bums you out, this is the story to read. Gin writing malex is always a ‘no-brainer I’m gonna read it story’ for me, but what really set this epic apart was how beautifully Gin writes the friendship dynamics between Michael & Liz, and Michael & Max. It’s a canon-divergent story with no-murder of Rosa or the shed scene, where in order to avoid enlistment, Alex disappears from Roswell and joins the Max & Liz road trip with Michael in tow. They just need to fill that gap between high school and the opening of the dorms at UNM so they can start a life together. And fill it they do with this road trip. There were moments where I sobbed with how badly Michael needed this in canon and didn’t get it. It also made me like Max, so, yeah. Great writing and characterizations here.
Hit the Road by @bestillmyslashyheart - (7,100) - One of the brightest spots for me in season two was Rosa Ortecho, and one of the most frustrating parts of season two was the fact we didn’t get any interaction between her and Alex. *screams* At least I had a few crumbs of Rosa & Maria (not nearly enough!) but still. Where there’s a glaring gap in canon, thank god there’s fanfic. Marlo treats us to a delightful story written post season 1, but had some surprisingly psychic lines about Malex, number one how they don’t think they are good for one another. I really enjoyed what this story says about leaving- and honestly, the town of Roswell has so much pain tied to these characters, they should all take long road trips away from it.
a few drinks and some conversation by @christchex / @michaels-blackhat (5,600 ) - this one is set post-season 2, with all the complications of Michael deciding now wasn’t the right time for him and Alex, while also working on giving Maria the right space after their breakup. I think it’s pretty clear that Michael needs a friend he’s not related to and someone he hasn’t slept with - to provide him so low-stakes genuine company outside of the alien bullshit and love triangle dynamics. Christi does this beautifully through the eyes of an OC and the number of times I’ve read this story is like 10, and also, it’s inspired my current story about Michael going on dates.
and headin’ out singing our song by @stars-and-sunshine (4,100) post season 2, Alex and Michael head off on a road trip (okay, this is a trope I apparently like since I’ve recced three stories now, hahaha) after Alex’s car breaks down. There’s a careful space in this story, of two men building a friendship again. The roadtrip details are beautiful, but what stayed with me is a scene in the museum. That summer of 2008 had some ghosts to address.
If I Follow You Home, Will You Keep Me? found-family dynamics
When You’re Gone by @bestillmyslashyheart (8,200) - Before I tell you why I love this story, I want everyone to follow the next link and read this story about email and messages and grief in the digital age [trigger for cancer death] chat history by Rebecca Armendariz. (She also wrote a follow up called Timelines published by the Hairpin that talks about the memory function on facebook.) So back to the story, this is Rosa, opening her email 10 years after her death and reading the messages people sent her, thinking they were speaking into the void. Liz, Maria, Alex, Mimi and Arturo, all of them sending her notes, sometimes time passes without an email, then an event triggers that memory of Rosa not being there- and yeah, I found this whole thing to be so moving.
Never Ever Getting Rid of Me by @spaceskam - (4,400) this probably could have gone in the friendship side, but I feel like when you work in a high stakes place like a hospital, friends is a term that ends up being too light, and with the level of competition and stress it grows a bond like family... anyway, this is an AU where Michael and Kyle end up at the same hospital as competing interns but some elements of canon are still there.
still fixing all the cracks by @emma-arthur - (3,400) this is a pre-canon story, set when Alex is 14. He’s still a soft child, being tortured by his dad, and soaking up the attention from Liz, Rosa and Arturo when he breaks a glass and spirals. Heavy discussion of child abuse and homophobic abuse, but a really good exploration of the canon-neglected Liz & Alex friendship, plus with that paternal Arturo Ortecho in the mix...
Ophiuchus by @planetsam - (11,600) the other bright side of season 2 was the reveal of Walt Sanders as being not only Michael’s boss, but someone who knew his mother, knew what he was, and silently looked out for him...now of course I wish he had been more overt in doing this, but fanfic once again has fixed this canon-oversight. This is an incredible look through Walt’s eyes as he gets in over his head adopting an alien child, especially one who already had issues from previous foster placements. I could read a million words in this verse.
The Michael Sanders AU by @prouvaireafterdark (17,000 ) And speaking of great AUs where Michael is raised by Walt, I would be really amiss in not mentioning this one. It’s got hot high school Malex moments, emotional/hurt comfort for both Michael’s past foster placements but also the shit Alex is living with at home. I have to say “Honey if You Stay” is my favorite, just because of how badly I wanted to hug teen Alex...
and finally, no found family rec list could be complete without mentioning the epic series To Raise a Child (117,000 in progress) by @haloud and @maeglinthebold - season 2 put some hits on my headspace and emotional reserves, not to mention 2020 nonsense, so I’m dreadfully behind in commenting on this story. It’s just a huge emotional bandaid for me right now- it takes the idea of “what if the adults in Roswell actually looked out for their children (and other peoples children) and protected them from shit” and what would that change. Michael was found at 7 and then runs away to Roswell at 10, so yeah, humans have already done their best to convince him the world sucks and only finding his siblings matters... Jim Valenti steps in, knowing what he is, and finds him a place in Roswell with Arturo Ortecho. Anyway, everyone gets a turn- Jim, Mimi, the kids, etc in the story, it’s well rounded and fleshed out. Obviously being a malex person my favorite parts are the kid-friendship/this-is-just-a-crush moments in second story, where if you hadn’t lost your heart to Michael Ortecho by then, well, you’re a goner after that story.
I Could Build Your Heart A Home (malex recs)
time will lie down and be still by @islndgurl777 (29,600) the Practical Magic AU - which I loved but I have never seen the movie it’s based on lol... anyway, this story almost belonged up with my found family dynamic recs, because the story opens with Isobel and Michael being 7 and 8 years old alien siblings and left with Mimi Deluca to raise with her daughter Maria, because with their father recently dead, their mother would soon follow as a species level soulmate bond. Michael vows never to fall in love. Then there’s a beautiful friendship between Maria, Liz, Isobel and Michael as they grow up together that I just wanted to roll around in forever... However this is a Malex rec, so once Alex enters the story in high school and things go down similarly with Jesse, Michael is heartbroken, his soulmate (he thinks) is gone, vanished into the Air Force, and he spends the next 10 years helping Maria, going to school with Liz, and keeping in touch with Isobel. Until 2018 when Isobel finds out her perfect man was like them, an alien, and bad, and they are forced to cover up his murder. Then Alex comes to town. But the soulmate storyline is the winner here and I just re-read it again.
here everyone knows (you’re the way to my heart) by @adamsparirsh (19,700) So this story tackles a dynamic that think will be the death-knell to the Alex/Forrest relationship- the weight of the alien secret and Alex’s responsibility gland and what that looks like to someone who wants to be in a relationship with him. The exclusion. But outside of that- there’s this part of Alex that isn’t willing to let anyone in that isn’t already there, and that’s Michael. I’m fucking weak for stories where these two assholes can’t connect with anyone but each other, and this one hits it. There’s also so many lovely friendship dynamics between everyone showing up for Alex- like Rosa, Isobel, Max, Maria. Obviously this is a Malex-is-endgame story, even though it starts Alex/Forrest.
it’s a long road back to you by @magsthemagical (17,000) This was an interesting, now AU take on what if Maria/Michael dated at the same time as Alex/Forrest, and honestly, I thought basted on the season two spoilers that was where we were heading. I was gobsmacked by 2x13. Anyway, here’s a story that discusses the tension that would happen if there had been simultaneous dating going on…the parts where Michael sees Alex being open with someone other than him were very raw and true to how I would think he would feel. For 10 years he wanted that and didn’t get it, and so of course the problem was probably him?? Anyway, I enjoyed this a lot, and again felt robbed that we are heading into a new triangle for season 3.
untouched by @prouvaireafterdark (5,200) - okay, you know when you have an alien soulmate idea in your head and you want it to appear on the page, and then it does and it’s everything you wanted? That’s what happened to me when ‘Untouched’ appeared. Obviously it’s AU, but my reptile brain just loves the idea that Michael and Alex can’t get off with anyone else, and then that frustration builds into a sexy explosion... there’s also some communcation happening with these clowns. But seriously for 5,000 words, A LOT HAPPENS here and I loved every word.
Would you come home by @caitlesshea (1000) How great would have it been if season 2 had ended with Michael and Alex found a baby in a stasis pod instead of Beardy Jones? Like seriously, this short little fic healed so many of my wounds from season 2 that I couldn’t help but include it here. I would take 50,000 more words in this sadly AU take.
Hoarding you by @foramomentonly (1200) okay, so the rain smell, like 2x04 was low key my favorite episode of RNM ever, especially with Alex throwing that flirty line “It’s smells like rain, that’s what you smell like under the grease and bourbon’ and this author takes that line, and fucking murders me with the idea that Alex can’t move on because of that smell. And Michael is now his, and finds out about it. This is my head canon, okay? No one can talk me out of it.
If you like any of these recs, please leave a comment on the story- a ‘this was awesome’ is enough to propell an author into the stratosphere with happiness, so don’t worry about coming up with a unique, never before shared insight- sometimes a keyboard smash and emogi makes all the difference!
#rnmcreate2020#malex fic#malex fic recs#roswell new mexico#worship our great authors in this fandom#michael guerin#alex manes#fandom positivity#I love everyone in this bar#i love this fandom
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hi!!! what are your favourite movies? like actually good ones but also any trashy comfort movies? is IT (2017) one of them?
Hello!! IT (2017) IS ABSOLUTELY ONE OF THEM oh man, thank you for this, I love talking about movies!!!! This is possibly the most difficult question you could have asked me. Apologies for how absolutely off the rails this got, I just... love movies so much lmao
I’ve said this before, but opening night of IT ch1 was the best cinema experience I’ve ever had, I’m so glad I got to see it with a fully packed audience who were all laughing and screaming together the whole way through. I’m a huge fan of... everything ch1 was doing, the 80s nostalgia, the summer-coming-of-age themes, the solid ghost train funhouse JOY of the Pennywise performance and scares, the washed-out cinematography, the tiny background details to make everything that much more eerie, the kids’ ACTING?!
Like, a lot of the time I find child actors can be really awkward and stilted to watch, but I remember leaving the cinema really impressed by JDG and Sophia Lillis in particular. I liked that they were all allowed to be little shitheads with potty mouths, it felt like a callback to 80s movies like The Lost Boys or Stand By Me. The whole thing worked to make me really care about what happened to the kids (even if I do still have issues with how they handled Mike. I understand even ch1 had limitations with juggling so many characters, but still). I saw it another 2 times in the cinema and have rewatched it at least, I dunno, 7-10 more times since then?
Add to all of that the retroactive CANON R+E baby pining subplot? I just love it, as if that wasn’t obvious by now given my Whole Blog. It’s a really special movie to me!
Anyway!! Ok, the main handful of movies I rewatch all the fucking time are:
Back to the Future, The Lost Boys, Pride and Prejudice (2005), Jaws, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, The Breakfast Club, Ocean’s 11, POTC 1, The Dark Knight, Inception, Die Hard, LOTR trilogy, Snatch, The Nice Guys, Logan Lucky, Mad Max Fury Road, Clueless, 10 Things I Hate About You, Billy Elliot, Dirty Dancing, Tomb Raider (2018)...
Those are the easily consumable ones that I’ve seen so many times I don’t really have to concentrate or think about them, but I really love them and unfortunately often KEEP rewatching them instead of new stuff. It would take too long to go into why I love all these movies so much because I could write the same amount as I already did for ITCH1, and everyone already knows why those movies are good, so, lol.
I think I’m gonna have to subdivide and categorise this whole post because there are too many separate criteria for... goOD MOVIES, AUUHH 😩
Okay so first off, HORROR MOVIES? I’m especially in love with Re-Animator (1985) and its sequel Bride of Re-Animator, they’re such good examples of camp and batshit 80s practical effects, and also EXTREMELY funny. I’m actually just gonna post my list of my fave horror movies that I do actually keep on my phone at all times lmao. These are in no particular order:
Wholeheartedly recommend every one of these. I’ve never been so scared in my life as I was watching Hereditary in the cinema, hoo boy. Mother! by Aronofsky is one of the strangest experiences I’ve ever had (and I actually saw it on the same day I saw IT ch1 for the first time!! That was a fun day)
Psycho (1960) and The Fly from 1986 should also be on there but I couldn’t fit them in the screenshot.
I’m a HUGE fan of a ton of martial arts movies too, like Kung Fu Hustle, Shaolin Soccer, Ip Man, The Raid movies, John Wick 3 is my fave of the trilogy, Drive from 1997 with Mark Dacascos is incredible, SPL 2, Ong-Bak, Operation Condor, Project A, Iron Monkey, and Zatoichi (2003) are some favourites.
My favourite Tarantino is Reservoir Dogs, fave Coen brothers are Raising Arizona, The Ballad of Buster Scruggs and O Brother Where Art Thou. Love some old-timey colour correction and weird offbeat dialogue. I also love Goodfellas!!! And Donnie Brasco! And The Firm, I’m so easy for any good crime/law/gangster/heist procedural like that, especially if they’re from the 80s or 90s in a super dated way.
Fave Disney movie is Tarzan, favourite Ghibli movies are Spirited Away and Lupin III. I remember watching Spirited Away during a thunderstorm one time and it being.... god! Transcendent! Favourite Pixar movie is The Incredibles (the first one. ALSO the documentary “The Pixar Story” is great and well worth a watch, it’s very comforting for some reason) and my favourite Dreamworks movies are HTTYD1 and Spirit: Stallion of the Cimmaron.
I tend to watch more anime movies than tv shows, so stuff like Akira, The Girl Who Leapt Through Time, Summer Wars, Journey to Agartha, and my ultimate fave anime is Sword of the Stranger (2008). The climactic fight in that movie is fucking stunning and should be counted in “bests fights” lists right alongside anything live action
Also if we’re talking animated movies another hearty favourite is Rango, and a Belgian stop-motion (which at one time I considered my favourite movie ever) called Panique Au Village (2009) which is one of the funniest movies ever made imo.
As for TRASHY movies, I’m not sure if that’s the right word for how I feel about these ones but.. dumb/silly/slightly guilty pleasure movies? Ones that I feel need some kind of justification lmfao
Troy - something u must know about me is that I’m a giant slut for the Assassin’s Creed franchise, so if a movie smashes historical and mythological nonsense together with fun costumes and sword fights, I’m gonna enjoy myself. Even if they should have made Achilles and Patroclus gay. Other movies in this vein are King Arthur: Legend of the Sword, and Immortals (2011)
Gods of Egypt - I know all the reasons this movie is whitewashed bullshit. But it was already bullshit with giant Anubis mecha and giant snakes and bad acting and ridiculous CGI and frankly I had a blast at the cinema (my friend who I forced to come with me did not have a blast. Sorry H***)
Avatar - yes, the one with the big blue people. This movie gets a lot of flack nowadays but I really do enjoy it just for the spectacle. The full CGI world technology was so new at the time and I love to wallow in the visuals and daydream about riding a cool dragon around in the jungle
George of the Jungle - I’ll defend this movie to the death ok this movie shaped me as a person, it is fucking hilarious and Brendan Fraser is the himbo to end all himbos. It’s perfect. The song Dela is perfect. I still want to write a reddie AU about it. It’s one of the best movies ever made and I’m not being ironic
Set It Up - I KNOW this is a dumb Netflix original romcom but consider this; it was funny and the leads had great chemistry. I got butterflies. I once watched it and then literally immediately set it back to the start so I could watch it again
The Brady Bunch Movie - when people talk about great satires or parodies you will see them bring up the same movies over and over again, Blazing Saddles, This Is Spinal Tap etc, but they never talk about The Brady Bunch Movie from 1995 for some reason, which they should. It is one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen and every time i watch it somehow it gets funnier
Some more general favourites that I do still love but don’t rewatch as often, and don’t wanna go into more detail about are:
Moon (2009), Crna Mačka Beli Mačor, The Sixth Sense, Parasite, The Handmaiden, Tremors, Wet Hot American Summer, Tucker and Dale vs Evil, What We Do In The Shadows, Hunt For the Wilderpeople, The Secret of My Success (I love kitschy 80s movies, is that obvious by now), The Green Mile, When Harry Met Sally, Rear Window, The Odd Couple, Breaking Away, Pan’s Labyrinth, To Kill A Mockingbird, The Eagle, Gladiator, The Artist, The Extraordinary Adventures of Adèle Blanc-Sec, Call Me By Your Name, Master and Commander, Pacific Rim, Kiss Kiss Bang Bang, Legend (1985), Emma. (2020), Flash Gordon, Trolljegeren, Hross í Oss, Beverly Hills Cop, Coming to America, WarGames, District 9, Ajeossi (2010), Tracks (2013), Sightseers, Mud (2012), Pitch Black, Four Lions, Shaun of the Dead, Starship Troopers, The Truman Show, Withnail & I....... Jesus Christ ok I need to stop
NOTABLE EXTREME FAVOURITES that I didn’t include in the regular rewatch list because they’re too heavy/not as well known/require more attention.:
Thin Red Line (1998), Badlands (1973) both dir. Terrence Malick
Malick’s brand of dreamy impressionistic filmmaking is something I find really appealing, both of these movies are gorgeous and unusual and poignant and, in the case of Thin Red Line at least, have a lot of things to say about a lot of rough subjects. I don’t totally understand all those things sometimes, but a theme with a lot of my favourite movies is that I’ll be more likely to love something long-term if it raises unanswered questions, or is surreal/esoteric etc. Plus the cinematography is incredible, and I wish there was a way to get Jim Caviezel’s narration from The Thin Red Line as an audiobook because it’s very poetic and soothing.
Let the Bullets Fly (2010) dir. Jiang Wen
This movie is WILD, it’s so much fun. It’s sprawling and intricate and epic and smart and really fucking funny, it! Has! Everything! A gang of very tolerant outlaws!! Jiang Wen’s beautiful broad chest!!! Chow Yun Fat absolutely DECIMATING the scenery, and the two of them outsmarting each other in order to gain control of a small Chinese town!!! Plus it’s long, but it packs so much nonsense and intrigue that it goes by really fast. Wow what a flick
A Field in England (2013) dir. Ben Wheatley
I know I included this in my horror list but aaaaahhh ahhhh Wheatley is one of my favourite directors (he also made Sightseers, and is directing the Tomb Raider sequel which makes me absolutely rabid.) This is a surreal black-and-white psychological horror black comedy set in the English Civil War about some deserters who may or may not meet the Devil in a field. People eat mushrooms. It’s bonkers. I love being blasted in the face with imagery that I don’t understand
Mandy (2018) dir. Panos Cosmatos
Speaking of being blasted in the face!!!!! This movie... I saw it in the cinema and I can’t even begin to explain the experience, but I’ll try. My favourite review site described it like this:
“...somewhere between a prog album cover come to life and a metal album cover come to life, and subscribes to both genre's artistic tendency towards maximalism: what it ends up being is basically naught else but two glorious hours of being pounded by bold colors...”
So, prog and metal are my two favourite genres of music. This movie opens with the quote “When I die, bury me deep, lay two speakers at my feet, put some headphones on my head and rock and roll me when I'm dead.” and then a King Crimson song, it is SURREAL to the nth degree, it’s violent and bizarre and Nic Cage forges a giant silver axe to destroy demonic bikers and there is a CHAINSAW DUEL. A galaxy swirls above a quarry. Multiple animated horror nightmare sequences. At one point a man says “you exude a cosmic darkness” and releases a live tiger. At another point Cage says, in a digitally deepened voice, “The psychotic drowns where the mystic swims. You’re drowning. I’m swimming.” and I haven’t stopped thinking about it for two years
Paper Moon (1973) dir. Peter Bogdanovich
Really fantastic movie set in the Great Depression (and also in black & white) about a conman and a little kid who may or may not be his daughter, running cons across the Midwest. It’s beautifully shot, so sharp and sweet and the progression of their dynamic is really well done because they’re played by an IRL father and daughter. Tatum O’Neal was NINE YEARS OLD and she’s so amazing in this movie she’s actually the youngest person to win a competitive category Oscar. I keep trying to get people to watch this fbdjfjdbf it’s wonderful
Alpha (2018) dir. Albert Hughes
THIS MOVIE IS A VICTIM OF BAD MARKETING ok, the trailers made it look like some twee crappy sentimental Boy And His Dog Adventure, plus it had voiceovers in American-accented english? That’s a total disservice to one of the coolest things about this film; the fact that they got a linguist to construct an entirely original Neolithic language that all the characters speak for the entire runtime. And yes, it is eventually a Boy And His Wolf adventure, but it’s COOL and fairly brutal, and it has some really incredible cinematography. The landscapes are so strange and barren and alien, you really get the sense that this is an ancient world we no longer have any connection to. And it’s also about like, the birth of dog & human companionship sooo it’s perfect.
Free Solo (2018) dir. Elizabeth Chai Vasarhelyi, Jimmy Chin
The Free Climbing Documentary. I loved climbing as a kid, I love outdoor sports, and I love movies that elicit a physical reaction in me, whether that’s horny, scared, real laughter, overwhelming shivers, or in the case of Free Solo - HORRIBLE SWEATING TENSION. Like, I knew about Alex Honnold beforehand because of this adventure film festival I go to every year and I followed him on IG so obviously I knew he lived, but the actual climb itself was torture. My hands sweat every time I see it!! It’s incredible, such a cool look into generally what the human body can do, and more specifically, why Honnold’s psychology and life means he’s so well suited to free soloing. It’s such an exercise in getting to know an individual and get invested in them, before they attempt something very potentially fatal.
Brokeback Mountain (2005) dir. Ang Lee
I can’t even talk about this. When I was around 13 I snuck downstairs to watch this on TV at 11pm in secret, and my life was forever changed. I wouldn’t be who I am if I hadn’t seen Brokeback at the age I did. I seriously can’t talk about this or I’ll write an even longer essay than this already is
God’s Own Country (2017) dir. Francis Lee
The antidote to Brokeback Mountain, I’m so glad I managed to see this one in the cinema too. It makes me cry every time, as someone who’s spent years working on a cold British farm with sheep it was very realistic, which is expected since Lee grew up on a farm in Yorkshire. I love that this movie isn’t really about being closeted, but about being so emotionally repressed and self-loathing that the main character finds it so hard to accept love. Or that he deserves to be loved. The cinnamontographies.... lordt... but also the intimacy and sex scenes are fucking searing wow who hasn’t seen this movie by now. 10 stars. 20 stars!!!
Tomboy (2011) dir. Céline Sciamma
I saw this years ago but I’ve never forgotten it, it cut so deep. It’s from the director of Portrait of a Lady on Fire and it’s about a gnc kid struggling with gender and misogyny and homophobia in a really raw, scrappy way, it reminded me very much of my own... childhood... ahh the central performance is amazing for such a young age. I haven’t seen Portrait yet but I feel like if you went nuts for that, you should definitely check this out, it’s lovely.
Donnie Darko (2001) dir. Richard Kelly
EVERY TIME I WATCH THIS MOVIE I UNDERSTAND LESS AND LESS and that’s what I love so much about it. I love surreal movies, I love time-fuckery and stuff about altered perception etc etc and Donnie Darko scratches all my itches. I wish I could find a way to figure out an IT AU for it, because I know it would work! Somehow! Plus it’s got the subdued 80s nostalgia and I found it at an age when I was really starting to explore movies and music and the soundtrack FUCKS.
Offside (2006) dir. Jafar Panahi
I wish more people knew about this!!! It’s an Iranian film about a disparate group of women and girls who are football fans and want to watch Iran’s qualifying match for the World Cup, but women aren’t allowed into the stadium, so they all get thrown into the Stadium Jail together? They don’t know each other beforehand, but it’s about their changing relationships with each other and the guards and just, their defiance alongside hearing the match from the outside and WOW it’s so lively. Great dialogue and very funny, and such a different kind of story from anything you usually see from Hollywood.
The Fall (2006) dir. Tarsem Singh
This movie... I guess it’s the ideal. This is the platonic ideal of a film for me, it has fantasy, magical realism, glorious visuals, amazing score and costumes and production design and a really interesting, heartbreaking relationship at the core of it. I don’t know why so many of my favourite films feature incredibly raw performances by child actors but this is another one, Catinca Untaru barely knew any English and improvised so much because of that, and it’s fascinating to watch! Also the dynamic with Lee Pace is one of my favourites, where a kid forms a friendship with a guardian figure who isn’t their parent, but the guardian grows to really care for them by the end. It’s like Paper Moon in that sense. What is there to even say about this movie, it’s pure magic joy tempered and countered by genuine gutwrenching emotional conflict in the real world, it’s also ABOUT old moviemaking, in a way, and it’s stunning to look at!
Mad Max Fury Road (2015) dir. George Miller
I know I included this in my “most rewatched” section but it deserves its own thing. We all know why this movie is fucking incredible. I remember clutching my armrests in the cinema and feeling like my skeleton was being blasted back into the seat behind me and tbh that is the high I’m constantly chasing when I go to see any movie. What a fucking gift this film is
Théo et Hugo dans le Même Bateau (2016) dir. Olivier Ducastel, Jacques Martineau
I only found this movie last year and it became an instant favourite. Initially I was just curious because I’d never seen a movie with unsimulated sex before, but it’s so much more than the 18 minute gay sex club orgy it opens with. No, not more than, AS WELL AS. The orgy is important because this movie is so candid and frank about sex and HIV treatment in the modern day, it was eye-opening. Another thing that really got me is that I’d never seen a real-time film before. It’s literally an hour and a half in the lives of these two men, their intense connection and conversation and conflict in the middle of the night in Paris, with some really nice night photography and just!!! Wow!!! AMAZING CHEMISTRY between the actors. This is such a gem if you’re comfortable with explicit sexual content.
Ok. This is already over 3k but film is obviously one of my ridiculous passions and I can and do talk about it for hours. I’ve been reading magazines about it for years, listening to podcasts and reading review blogs and recently, watching video essays on YouTube because the whole process is so interesting to me and I want to learn more!!
Recently I’ve been thinking a lot about the concept of valuing form over narrative. The idea that story can often come second to the deeper physical experience and emotional reaction that’s created by using ALL the elements of filmmaking and not just The Story, y’know? Whether that’s editing, shot composition, colour, the sound mix, the actors, how it should all be used to heighten the emotional state the script wants you to feel. And so, I think for a few years now this approach has been influencing the types of films I really, really love.
I think I love surreality and mind-bending magical realism in films specifically because the filmmakers have to use all those different tools to convey things that can be way too metaphysical for just... a script? I’m always chasing that physical response; if a movie can make me stop thinking “I wonder what it was like to set up that shot” and instead overwhelm that suspension of disbelief, if I can be terrified or woozy or crying for whatever reason, that’s what I’m looking for. That’s why I watch so many fuckin movies, and why I’ll always remember nights like seeing IT (2017) for giving me another favourite.
Thank you again for this question, I didn’t mean to go so overboard. Also there’s no way to do a readmore on tumblr mobile so apologies to anyone’s dashboard 😬
#long post#films#this is like bill hader being asked to pick his fave comedies and he gives a 4 page list#he has such good taste though ahhahbfhfhfhh lemme talk with him nonstop about movies while i ride him. thank you
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Here’s a (disastrous) translation of the interview Adèle Haenel in France Inter back, in their « Popopop » radio show back in June 2019, when she was promoting her film Le Daim. They rebroadcasted a couple of days ago. I’m really sorry about how messy that translation is, it’s even worse that usual lol. But anyway here you go:
Begins at 6:00 -
The lady interviewer, Charline Roux (CR), talks about Adèle’s filmography: Les diables, Naissances des pieces, l’Apollonide, Suzanne, Les Combattants etc.
6:45
The presenter Antoine De Caunes (ADC) says that if she gets two more Césars she can make a coffee table out of them (the 4 legs of a table). And she replies that only one César is enough for that.
7:00
De Caunes asks her how does she feel when she wins awards.
AH: It’s enjoyable obviously and it gives you confidence. And it’s encouraging. I try to be sincere in my work and to have this support reinforces my desire to work that way.
ADC: It makes you feel like you didn’t take the wrong turn ?
AH: Or everybody is taking the wrong turn with me
CR : You’ve been nominated almost every year for the César (2014, 2015, 2018, 2019 and she didn’t know yet but 2020)
AH: Yes it true
CR : So you’re not really taking any wrong turn here
AH: Yes but it’s not the reason why I do this, but I’m happy when it happens of course. It helps me staying confident in a job envrionment that is quite unsettling.
8:00
So then they said they asked for her « pop » list, which are her favorite book, film, tv show and song. So De Caunes says that Adèle’s book choice was Mémoire de fille by Annie Ernaux published in 2016.
Charline then talks a bit about the book and then Adèle reads a short extract of the book. Then she explains why she likes it.
9:23
AH: I love Annie Ernaux and you chose a very good extract for me to read because it talks about how she tries to find her presence in her absence of life. And this where she really tries to find who she is. And it’s very powerful and it’s a very honest writing.
DC: You like all of her writing ?
AH: Yeah I love the writer she is.
Then De Caunes says Adèle chose Carol as her favorite film. And then Charline explains the plot of the film.
10:35
Then De Caunes asks why she likes the film so much. If it was because of the complicated love story, Todd Haynes, Cate Blanchett, the drama, all of that ?
AH: It’s all of this together. To me it’s an amazing film, a film that makes the emotions speak. For me Cate Blanchett is an incredible actress, she plays that fantasized character but we also see the fractures that appear in her character and in the image. I find her way of working wonderful and the image is beautiful. And also the relationship between brave and beautiful people. I love that film.
ADC: When you see Cate Blanchett acting you as an actress -
AH: I’m so thrilled haha, it’s amazing
ADC: Yes but do you tell yourself « this is what I’m trying to reach » ?
AH: What I like about her is that she doesn’t try to just act well, she takes the job as a artistic research. And it wouldn’t be good to try to do like her but to follow that way of working, that spirit, that’s interesting.
CR: And what is great is that she does that no matter what is the film. She does that with Carol but also with Thor. Even in Thor we believe in it and she’s really good.
AH: She’s always searching and I don’t know her personally but this way of being is always the most enjoyable and the most interesting one.
12:08
ADC says they also asked her to chose a tv show but Adèle had nothing. And he asks her why she doesn’t watch them.
AH: Well I don’t know why. I just don’t. And I wasn’t going to give you a show like Une femme d'honneur *laugh* (it’s a terrible cheap French show)
CR : Because you really watch Une femme d’honneur ?
AH: No but not anymore *laugh*, it’s awful, but yeah I just don’t watch shows. I find them very interesting when people tell me the story but I don’t watch it.
ADC: Is it because it’s too long ?
AH: I don’t know, I just don’t, I don’t find the time for it, I’d rather read.
ADC: Well since we’re not scared of anything, we will recommend you one show that is linked with one of your inspiration for Le Daim
CR : You said you got inspiration from the Goosebumps books so we’re recommending you the series adapted from the books that was broadcast in the late 90’s on France 2. They’re now on Netflix
AH: I didn’t think of it but if I did I would have watched it.
ADC: Let’s finish your pop list with the song you picked and it’s this one: *Mississipi Goddamn by Nina Simone is playing*.
13:55
ADC: So what’s up with Nina Simone ?
AH: Nina Simone is an wonderful artist. Sometimes in her songs she’s really in the present moment and it’s the goal of every artist. I love everything she does and here it’s really beautiful because there’s a political thought that leads to anger that is used as an artistic inspiration and that’s very powerful.
DC: So you’re more Nina Simone than Joe Dassin, who’s in the soundtrack of Le Daim
AH: Well a priori yes.
Then they’re doing a mix of all her pop list.
15:20
DC: So do you recognize yourself in that mix ?
AH: Well it’s pretty well done live yes.
They play some music
17:00
De Caunes explains the story of Le Daim and tells Adèle it’s a pretty weird plot. She agrees. And he asks her if that’s how they presented her the movie.
AH: No they gave me the developed version of the story, which is called a script. And then I made my own pitch with it.
CR: So Quentin Dupieux didn’t just come to you and tell you « its’ a story about a guy with a jacket »
AH: Actually he didn’t explain me anything, he sent me the script directly
ADC: In the past Dupieux made Steak, Rubber and Réalité. But for that one he said he he wanted to film about madness. So are we close to that with that film ?
AH: Well to me there’s always a part of madness in all his films. I don’t know if we’re close to that but we’re in his world.
CR : What did you see from Dupieux before saying yes ?
AH: I loved Réalité. I didn’t know much about his films. And so I’ve been told to watch Réalité and I loved it. And I also saw Au Poste later. And What I love is that crazy side. And that’s why I wanted to do that film. The main character is the jacket, the supporting role is Jean Dujardin, and the third character is me. And I tried to make a character that goes along with the film's craziness.
Then they play a extract of the film.
19:35
Charline talks about Denise, Adèle’s character. And since we don’t know much about the character’s background she asks Adèle if she imagined one for her.
AH: No, not at all. I think all the characters are really uprooted in this film. What I tried to do is to find a goal for her. Her goal was to shake her reality by adding some craziness in her life, even if it becomes macabre in the end. So I tried to focus Denise’s fascination on the jacket. That was the idea.
ADC: A suede jacket, which is the main character as you said, worn by an Oscar winner. How did you work with the jacket, did you feel like you had two different co-workers with Jean Dujardin and the jacket ? Was it easier, harder ?
AH: No it was great because originally, Denise was written in support of the character of Georges. And what I tried to do with Dupieux was to change this so Denise wouldn’t just look at Georges but also the jacket. And that’s how the relationship with Jean Dujardin could really be developed. Georges was so obsessed with that jacket, the only thing he was looking at were the people interested in the jacket and everything around the jacket. And when Denise started to focus on the jacket Georges saw a partner in her. So we built our relationship like that.
ADC: And you also yourself stopped wearing jackets, you came here in a sweater.
AH: No no, I just let my jacket outside
DC: Oh well sorry
CR: Dupieux said he wanted to talk about madness with this film but he also wanted to make his first realistic film. So how do we try to be realistic as an actress in that kind of film ?
AH: That was the whole point of the movie in the first place. My idea was to include my character into this crazy film and I didn’t try to be realistic. Jean Dujardin has an amazing character and totally crazy from the beginning and I thought I had to make my character become even crazier because she’s a normal person and we don’t see her becoming mad.
CR: So we have to ask that question. Do you consider your fashion style as « un style de malade » (it’s a catchphrase from the film that means « dope » basically)
AH: *laugh* yes yes… nope.
22:33
ADC: So I read that you have many inspirations from the Wolfe in Tex Avery, to Jim Carrey in The Mask or even Nicole Kidman in Eyes Wide Shut. What do you take from those people to make your own thing ?
AH: Well I kinda say this without really thinking about it. We all say stupid things sometimes. But what I like in Tex Avery is how you imagine your body as something else that what it is and I creates an physical imaginary that I love. For Nicole Kidman I don’t know, I must have answered that without really thinking.
ADC: You prefer Cate Blanchett now
AH: Yes I do, but I already talked about her. And for Jim Carrey, he’s the human version of Tex Avery. I love how he doesn’t even think about his acting and if he’s acting well. He’s going mad but with so much honesty. And it’s so great to see imagination pictured like that.
ADC: Is it something we develop more in comedy ?
AH: I think it’s more necessary in comedy. It’s harder to run away from that. But you can bring that in drama and all genres. There’s not just one way of acting, which is why it’s great.
24:11
CR: We’ve seen you more in dramas but comedies suit you very well like we saw in Le Daim or in En Liberté !. Is it a choice not to do a lot of comedies or don’t you get a lot of offers ?
AH: Until now people didn’t offer me a lot of comedy roles, they probably thought I was boring as fuck. But I’ve always loved comedy as a spectator, it’s a way to discover everything we can do in acting. We’ll see what happens now.
ADC: What do you find in comedy that you don’t in drama ?
AH: The imaginary is stronger in comedy. There’s also a very strong accountability. But it’s also present in drama, it’s pretty much the same, there’s a dialogue in both. And we’re also less in the continuity in comedy. That’s what I learned with Salvador in En liberté!. There’s a much more discontinuous rhythm in comedy, where in drama it’s usually more flat and it’s about the rise of emotions.
CR: And didn’t you talk about an experience that was more collective in comedy ?
AH: Yes we built the rhythm with two people. So yeah it’s a collective work with your colleague but also, for me at least, I can’t do comedy on my own, so the look and support of the director is really needed and they can help us with the acting. We’re more independent in drama.
ADC: in the soundtrack of Le Daim we only hear one song : *Et si tu n’existais pas by Joe Dassin plays*
AH: I love that song, it’s beautiful.
ADC: Is it a song that capture the craziness of the film ?
AH: well there’s that kind of nostalgia - I think it’s a very beautiful song, it wasn’t in my pop list but I love it. But yeah there’s that nostalgia, like a boat that leaves the coast and won’t ever come back.
26:43 - end.
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when we were young - jack hughes
a/n: lol this is 17,204 words long. but it’s literally my favorite thing ever.
also just so you know, there is going to be a part two:)
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“are you sure it’s okay if i come j?” you asked while looking at the boy in the mirror. “because it’s fine if i can’t go jack, i can stay and watch Friends or something.” jack shot you a look while he proceeded to button his shirt up.
“why do you think you can’t go y/n/n? you know my family loves you,” jack spoke while wrapping his arms around your waist. he placed a quick kiss to your neck before meeting your eyes in the mirror. “speaking of, my mom and dad went to run and grab quinn, they said they’re going to meet us there.”
you nodded your head before looking down at your phone to see that you needed to leave in the next five minutes. “jack it’s not that i think i can’t go, it’s just that i know you haven’t seen your family in forever. i don’t want to intrude on that.”
jack whipped around from slipping on his jacket to look back at you. “y/n, my mom and dad have been staying with us since wednesday, and quinn? quinn’s your best friend, of course you’re coming.” you sighed before walking past him to slip a jacket on over your dress. “you do realize that the ring on your finger makes you part of the family right?” jack teased, his right hand slipping into your left one. “you’ve been part of the hughes family for like, ever y/n/n, you don’t ever have to think you can’t come to stuff like this okay?”
“okay,” you whispered, leaning up to press a kiss against the scar on his chin. “it’s just, i don’t know j. like obviously i know i’m part of the family, and know i have the right to come to all of this stuff, but sometimes it feels like i’m overstepping. do you get what i’m saying?” jack nodded his head, holding the door for you to walk out of the apartment. “i guess what i should be asking is, do you feel like that with my family?”
jack licked his lips while he thought about it. after a couple of minutes he was shaking his head, “i can’t say that i do love. i guess it’s just because i know? i can’t really explain it.” you huffed leaning against him while you stood in the elevator. “isn’t that a good thing thought y/n/n? or do you not want me to be part of the family?” he jibbed making you roll your eyes.
“of course i want you to be part of the family jack,” you stated, “it’s just i wish you felt like how i did so you could relate to me. that’s all. oh and about being part of the family? yeah, i’m pretty sure my dad loves you more than me. he is flying out just so he can see you play quinn tomorrow.” a proud smile graced jack���s face as the two of you walked out into the parking garage. he started to swing your hands back and forth while you thought of what to say. “anyways, j when do you think we should tell people?”
the both of you looked down to your interlaced hands, gaze landing right on the diamond ring. “you’re just dying to post those pictures aren’t you?” jack asked with a cheeky smile. your cheeks flushed red, because he wasn’t exactly wrong. “i knew it,” he teased while opening the car door for you to get in, before walking to the drivers side. “i thought you were happy with only having our family, and close friends know,” jack said, glancing at you before over his shoulder to back out of his spot.
“i am j,” you explained, reaching across to squeeze his thigh. “it’s just, everyone’s going to find out at some point, right?” jack nodded his head as he turned right out of the garage. “i can’t keep switching back and forth between a promise ring and engagement ring forever babe.” you saw an uncertain look cross his face, causing you to jump in, “but of course i’m willing to wait until your ready to tell people love. i would never dream of rushing it.”
jack smiled over at you, “i know you wouldn’t y/n/n. but for right now i’m happy with the people that know, and plus we’re the only ones that really need to know right?”
“right.”
the rest of the short car ride was filled by jack’s less than average singing abilities. “babe, i think you should stick to hockey,” you giggled, trying to suppress your laughs. as jack pulled into a spot he looked over at you with a glare, which soon turned into a smile. “yeah you can’t even disagree with me,” you smiled leaning over the middle consul waiting for him to kiss you.
“you’re right y/n/n, i can’t,” jack answered pressing his lips against yours, allowing you to smile against them. “you should know that you aren’t a good singer either love, sorry to break it to you.” you shrugged your shoulders, not offended at anything he just said. you turned to open to open the door, jack yelling causing you to stop, “let me do it!”
a giggle fell past your lips as you watched him race around the front of the car just so he could open the door for you. “love,” he offered you his hand which you took stepping out of the car. “have i told you that you look absolutely drop dead gorgeous?” jack asked, an arm snaking around your waist as the two of you walked into the restaurant.
you shook your head with a smile, “you have not.”
jack’s mouth dropped open as he stared at you, “well what am i doing with my life?” your eyes rolled at him, lightly bumping his hip. “well your breath taking love,” he whispered in your ear as someone held the door for both of you. he lead you to the hostess, explaining that you were meeting people already there. you were soon standing in front of ellen, jim and quinn. while jack hugs his brother you wrap your arms around the woman who’s been staying with you for the past three days, but it’s not like you minded, it was ellen hughes after all.
you walked right past jim, and into quinn’s open arms for you. “q!” you cheered before throwing yourself at him.
“wow she’s never that happy to see me,” jack whined arms crossing over his chest. his bottom lip jutted out, making it almost impossible to not want to kiss him.
“yeah well maybe it’s because she lives with you,” quinn teased, letting go of you so you can hug their father. “y/n/n finally realized who the better brother is.” your eyes rolled as you hugged jim, who you just happened to spend your entire afternoon with while jack was at practice.
“yeah that’s why she’s engaged to me,” jack huffed, arms still crossed over his chest, upset your attention wasn’t focused on him. jim pulled away from you, pushing you in the direction of the two brothers. always the mediator you were. sighing you walked back over to him, arms wrapping around his torso as you pressed your lips against his quickly, a smile taking over his face right away. “in your face quinn.”
the oldest hughes brother rolled his eyes as he took his seat once more. “jack, you’re acting like you’re five,” you mumbled as he pulled your chair out for you. you sat down, allowing him to push it in, and place a quick kiss to your temple. “thank you j.” he smiled over at you, completely dropping the beginning of what you had to say, and jumping right into a conversation with quinn.
you look over to jim and ellen jumping into a conversation of your own, “so is everyone in town for the game tomorrow?”
they share a look before. “i’m pretty sure they’re all in town,” jim spoke, glancing over to his wife for confirmation. “the only person i think we have left to get in is your dad,” he answered, you nodding your head because that seemed about right. your father had made the decision last minute that he wanted to be at the game, but nonetheless he was going to be there to watch his future son-in-law who just happened to be one of his favorite people. “but otherwise i think everyone’s in town, most of them got in today.”
you nodded your head, ready to ask another question, but jack squeezing your thigh caused you to look over at him instead of his parents. “yes jack?” you asked smiling over at him having no idea what he could want.
“i love you,” he grinned, making sure to slip his hand into yours.
“hmm, i love you too j,” you answered squeezing his hand. when you looked up to start talking with everyone other than jack you saw quinn on his phone, most likely complaining about you and jack to luke who was back in michigan. ellen and jim were looking over something over the menu, leaving our only option being jack. “jack, you do realize you can’t just talk to me all night, right?” you whispered, making sure nobody else could hear you talking. “there’s a reason we came and it was so you could spend time with quinn and your parents.”
jack sighed, frowning as he did so. “i know y/n/n, but they’re not even talking to us right now,” he whined, you shaking your head right away.
you looked away from your fiance, eyes landing on quinn. “how’s luke?” you asked leaning forward, causing the now twenty year old to fumble his phone. “that is who you’re talking to right?” you then asked, head tilting to the side.
“he’s bored, wished he could be here to make fun of you guys with me,” he smiled, your face scrunching up at his words. “don’t make that face, i’m your best friend i have the right to make fun of you,” quinn added making your eyes roll.
just you were about to shoot a comeback at the oldest brother, jack was nudging you, your attention turning to face his mom. “i still can’t believe that i had baby pictures of the two of you standing in diapers and santa hats, and now we’re here,” ellen mused. she must have started on a blast from the past meaning jack wanted to make sure you heard it. “where did the time go?” she asked, mostly looking at her husband, eyes then glancing across to the two of you.
your e/c eyes locked with jack’s blue ones, smiles gracing both of your faces. the both of you knew that this would happen, getting engaged at a young age. both of your families knew it too, since you guys were five to be exact. “mom do you remember when they used to have fake weddings in the basement?” quinn asked, yours and jack’s cheeks turning red as you thought back to all of those times. you would throw on whatever clothes you could find in the basement of the hughes house and called it a wedding dress. jack doing the same but saying it was suit.
ellen smiled with a nod, watching from across the table as jack brought the back of your hand up to his lips. “i do, any time they weren’t outside skating, or playing knee hockey with you they were getting ‘married’. it was cute, i have a picture of the two of them kissing as six years old on the fridge at home.”
jack’s eyes went wide, his cheeks growing darker, “you still have that hanging up?”
jim hummed, “she hasn’t moved that picture since she got it printed j.” the boy sitting next to you groaned, it finally hitting him that all of your guys friends had seen that picture.
“and you can already bet that’s going to be at the wedding,” you added, having known ellen and your mother’s plan for that picture. they’ve only been talking about it since jack proposed to you in vancouver.
“how do you know that?” quinn asked, you didn’t know but quinn had been thinking of a wedding present for you and jack since before jack had bought the ring. that picture had a major part of that present.
you shrugged your shoulders, “our moms aren’t exactly quiet q.” everyone at the table was soon laughing together, something that wasn’t unfamiliar when you spent time with the hughes, which was practically your whole life. “but in all honesty, i think we need to recreate that photo, don’t you j?”
right away he was nodding his head, he loved that picture of the two of you. “i think that’s a great idea,” jack answered smiling as he did so. “that way you can show of an actual diamond ring this time, and not a blue raspberry ring pop.”
“oh so that’s why y/n’s lips are blue in the picture,” jim exclaimed finally putting the pieces together even though you could clearly see the ring pop in the picture considering your small six-year-old hand was resting on jack’s cheek.
all four of you turned to look at jim with questioning looks, “what did you think it was from?”
jim shrugged his shoulders with a laugh of his own, “i just figured it was lipstick.” all of you broke out into laughter again, but before any of you could keep the conversation going a waiter was there to take your orders. as soon as the waiter walked away with your food order, since all of you were drinking water besides ellen and jim, everyone turned and looked at you and jack again.
“since we’re on the topic of the ring, let me see it again!” ellen squealed, already reaching across the table to pick up your hand.
jack’s eyes were rolling as quinn spoke, “mom you were literally there when j picked it out. you were the one with y/n’s ring size.” you looked over at jack with a ‘really’ look, and he shook his head right away.
“no she didn’t!” he interjected, watching as his brother leaned back in his chair arms crossed over his chest. “i know y/n’s ring size, i have since i was sixteen when i gave her the promise ring,” he explained, and you could feel your heart start racing. it still amazed you that even after knowing each other for all eighteen years of your life that you had manged to snag jack hughes. and it absolutely bewildered you that you’ve gotten to call him yours for the past five years, and now for the rest of time.
“god that’s a beautiful ring,” ellen mused ignoring the bickering going on between her sons. as you looked at large diamond ring that now rest on your left finger you could feel jack staring at you, your smile growing impossibly wider. “jack you did a wonderful job picking this out,” she added before letting you take your hand, which you rested in your lap.
“happy to know luke and i were invited to the family ring shopping event,” jim frowned, eyes meeting jack’s. the middle child squeezed your hand tightly before making eye contact with his mom. “jack i’m only kidding,” he then said after noticing how nervous he had suddenly gotten. “there’s no way luke would ever want to go ring shopping, even if it was for y/n/n. plus the three of us had a fun time watching the leafs wild game while you guys were gone.”
your eyes were the size of the bread plates in front of you as you heard what jim said. “you had the ring since january babe?” sheepishly jack’s head nodded up and down, his hand that was holding your pulling away due to how clammy he was getting. it ran through his hair as everyone at the table stared at him.
“i, uh,” he cut himself off eyes looking down to the table instead of anyone. “originally i thought of doing it just on a random spur of the moment thing,” he admitted with a small smile, thinking back to only nine months ago. everyone sat up straight, leaning in closer to jack since nobody had known any of this, well other than alex. “but then i realized i wanted to do it at something meaningful to us, so i thought worlds, but we lost. then i thought men’s worlds, but you didn’t go because of school and prom.” your smile dropped at the mention of prom, and how jack had to miss out on spending one of the last nights with your friends, but luke was gracious enough to step in for his older brother. “so my next thought was the draft because my whole family would be there, along with you of course, and your parents because they love me.”
you rolled your eyes shoving his shoulder at how cocky he was. “so yeah i had the ring since january. i asked your dad if i could marry you when we were seven, it was right after our squirt hockey game. you had scored the game winning goal, and still managed to trip and fall. you knocked your two front teeth out and you didn’t even cry,” jack explained his eyes never leaving yours. you were sure that there was tears filling your eyes but you didn’t care, “your dad was helping me untie my skates and asked him. he laughed at me and said we were too young for that.”
“so that’ why you had a melt down in the locker room,” quinn said remembering how jack had a temperature tantrum on the floor. “i always thought it was because you had to get off the ice.”
jack looked at his parents, both of them already knowing the story, and shook his head. “nope, d/n rejected me and i threw a fit.” you couldn’t help the little laugh that past your lips, but when jack grabbed your hand you knew he wasn’t done yet. “i asked him again when we were sixteen. at first i asked him if i could give you the promise ring, which he agreed to right away, so i asked if i could marry you-”
“let me guess,” you said cutting him off, trying to wipe away your happy tears, “he told you we were too young.”
jack’s head nodded, “that and that i had a hockey career i needed to be focusing on. right when i was about to start crying, again, he leaned forward and whispered to me that i should ask again in a year or two.” there was no stopping the tears that slipped out of your eyes at this point, your heart was a fluttering mess, and if it was even possible you were falling even more in love with jack at every word he said. “so i did.” jack’s hand let go of yours so both of this thumbs could wipe away your tears. “last christmas, when we were in vancouver i pulled him aside after dinner, and it’s like he already knew what i was going to ask. but of course i still asked him and he said yes, along with that him saying yes was my christmas present from your parents.”
you could hear the laughter fill your ears, but all you could focus on was the blue eyes looking right at you. “jack,” you mumbled not having any words to say to him. no words could express to you how much that meant to you, and the fact he’s been dead set on marrying you since you were seven. so you let your actions speak, you wrapped your arms around him as best as you could while still sitting next to each other. “i love you,” you cried, your smile never wavering as you pulled back to meet his eyes, “you know that right? like i’m in love you, and i can’t even put it into words jack hughes. i can’t even begin to express how i feel towards you.”
“i love you too y/n, and i know what you mean,” he replied, making sure to give you a tight squeeze. “oh i forgot to tell you the best part,” he whispered into your ear pressing a kiss against your cheek as you pulled away from him once more. “i’ve been telling my parents i was going to marry you since we were seven too.”
you looked across the table to the three hughes family members and all of them nodded, “it’s true. and when he told us he planned on asking you to marry him, it was right after their game on the twenty-sixth, the day after he asked your dad. right then and there quinn and i said we were taking him ring shopping when we got home.” you looked over at your best friend who had red cheeks, clearly not wanting his mother to out him like that. not when he had the reputation of sitting and picking on yours and jack’s relationship.
“god he used to go on and on about you when you guys were seven,” jim recalled smiling as he did so, “i mean he still does, but after you scored that goal? he was so impressed with you, and god, ellen do you remember how he’d go on a bout how cute y/n was with her front two teeth missing?”
right as ellen was going to speak, quinn beat her to it, “i do!” all of you turned looked at quinn. “god he wouldn’t shut up about you y/n/n. it was annoying really,” quinn said with an eye roll. “he still doesn’t shut up about you, but i guess it’s a little less annoying considering you’re my best friend.”
you hummed, “gee thanks q. means a lot.” he smiled over at you, and you just rolled your eyes at him. you were saved by the waiter bringing out your food, everyone soon diving right into their food and the conversations being pushed aside until the plates were being taken away. “j, you ready to go?” you whisper into his ear knowing he’d want to go in the next couple of minutes so he could go to sleep.
he looked over at you nodding, before putting his money into the bill. “cuddles?” jack asked, a tired smile taking over his face.
“cuddles,” you answered, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. “you don’t need any change do you, because j i need to get you into bed. you look exhausted love.” jack hummed, his head dropping to your shoulder. “change jack, do you need any change?” he shook his head against your shoulder, “okay then let’s go. hand me the keys love.”
“fine,” jack huffed digging the keys from his pocket, and handing them to you. “is there any chance you could carry me?” he mumbled into the skin of your neck, wanting nothing more than to be cuddled up in your arms, under the nice and warm comforter.
you forced a laugh before standing from your chair since you and jack were the last ones seated. “ha ha, very funny j, now go say goodbye to quinn.” you shoved the first overall pick in his brothers direction while you hugged both ellen and jim. “i’m gonna take him back, obviously revealing all of these stories wore him out. i’ll see you guys after you drop quinn off.” both of them nodded as you switched places with jack. “bye q,” you smiled making sure to give him a good hug seeing as you wouldn’t be cheering for him the next day. “have a good rest of your night, and don’t get into too much trouble, you still have a game to play after all.”
he scoffed, “yup me getting into trouble. you’re forgetting which brother you’re talking too, plus if i remember correctly it’s you ending up in trouble.” you rolled your eyes at the twenty-year-old making sure to give him a good shove. “but i’ll see you tomorrow bestie, love you y/n/n.”
“love you too q, see you at the game.” with that you walked over to jack, an arm wrapping around his waist, his running right around yours. “ready to go home j?” he mumbled something incoherent back to you as you walked to the front of the restaurant. you brushed his hair back, pressing your lips against his forehead, “i love you jack.”
“mm love you too y/n/n.”
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you hummed before rolling over in your bed, your arm landing on an empty warm space. “jack, you were supposed to wake me up when you got up,” you huffed sitting up in bed to see that his game day suit was now hanging on the closest door. “you didn’t make breakfast did you?” you then asked waiting for him to walk out of your bathroom.
“first off, i just woke up love. i planned on walking you up before i went into the kitchen. and secondly, no i have not made breakfast. i don’t really plan on it either, don’t wanna eat anything big before the game,” he informed before pressing a kiss to your forehead. “but on the other hand, good morning beautiful.” his lips pressed against yours, and you couldn’t help but smile into the kiss.
“good morning to you too handsome, i see you already have your suit picked out,” you pointed out while slipping out of bed to pull on one of his sweatshirts since it was cold outside of the covers.
“i know it’s one of your favorites,” he winked causing your cheeks to heat up. “but on a serious note i have a question for you love.” you hummed while unplugging your phone, deciding to look through abby’s texts about seeing cole while you ate breakfast. “are you going to wear the engagement ring to the game today?”
you glanced down to the ring that was still on your finger, “yeah i planned on it. just because i’m going to be up in the family box instead of sitting in the seats. nobody’s going to see it besides your family, and my dad.” jack nodded with a wide smile, his lips placing themselves against your cheek, “i take it that’s the answer you wanted to hear bubs?”
he hummed before slipping out of your shared bedroom and into the kitchen. rolling your eyes you followed after, finding ellen and jim already sitting at the island eating toast and having coffee. “morning guys,” jack said pressing a kiss to his mother’s cheek walking to the fridge to find something to help hold him over.
jim looked up from the paper, smiling at the both of you, “good morning love birds, sleep well?” in an instant you were no longer standing in yours and jack’s kitchen, but you were back in the hughes’ on a saturday morning. you smiled at the thought of how that had always been jim’s nickname for the both of you, and how you’ve been hearing it for your whole life. you didn’t see it ending anytime soon either.
“yeah, but y/n/n wouldn’t stop rolling on top of me,” jack informed sending you a playful smile. your mouth dropped open, and you crossed your arms over your chest seeing as he’s never complained about that before in the past sixteen years of you guys sleeping in the same bed. “but i have no complaints, at least i got to actually use the blankets.”
with that you walked over to the coffee pot, making sure to bump into jack as you did both of his parents laughing at you two. “i do not hog the comforter if that’s what you’re implying bubs,” you huffed leaning back against the counter, “you do.”
jack whipped around from his searching in the fridge to look at you with his hands on his hips. “i do not hog all of the blankets,” he scoffed, eyes narrowing at you. “i don’t hog the blankets nearly as much as alex does,” he added, making you think back to all of the movie nights you had with the wisconsin player over the past two years.
“yeah you’re right,” you sighed wishing you didn’t have to agree with him. “then he’d complain that he was left out on the cuddle sessions.”
“when it was really all of his fault the cuddle session started.” the both of you started laughing at the memories leaving jim and ellen confused since they never bothered going to check on you guys in the basement. once the two of you died down you poured yourself a cup of coffee, jack handing you the creamer you used. you thanked him while grabbing your cup and walking over to the only stool left open at the island seeing as you and jack couldn’t figure out how to put together the fourth one.
taking a sip of your coffee you turned and looked at jim and ellen, “so do you guys have plans before heading over to the rink?”
“not that we know of,” jim answered, setting the newspaper down, “do you have plans y/n?”
you shook your head as jack walked around and wrapped his arms around your shoulders. you leaned back into his chest relaxing as you did so. “uh, i think all i have to do is pick my dad up from the ai-”
“i already have that covered,” jack cut you off, making sure to press a kiss against your cheek. “i’m swinging by to pick him up on my way to the rink. something about ray wanting to have a sit down with him,” jack confessed, causing you to turn around in your seat.
“ray wants to have a sit down with my dad?” you asked, eyebrows raising as you did so. this was the first time you’ve heard anything about it, especially since your father loved his job working for the development program.
you looked over at jim figuring he would know something that you didn’t. “he hasn’t told me anything about it,” he stated eyes looking back down to his paper. “it’s probably just something little, your dad would never leave the ntdp, he loves that job too much.”
ellen nodded her head, “he’s right. plus you know he wants to help make luke better like he did with quinn and jack.”
“what’s she’s trying to say y/n, is don’t worry about it love,” jack reassured you. you hummed leaning back into his chest. he pressed a kiss to your forehead, “help me get ready?” you nodded your head quickly jumping off the stool, hand slipping into his to pull him back into your bedroom. you plopped down on the bed, pulling your phone out making sure to answers abby’s texts since she had stopped since she’d woken up.
you looked up from the text saying you loved and missed her, to jack who was clearing his throat. “do you really need help j?” a bashful smile pulled on the corners of his lips, his blue eyes looking at his bare feet instead of your e/c ones. “okay fine,” you cave, “i’ll button your shirt for you.”
“and tie my tie?”
you nodded, “obviously.” jack turned away from you, walking to his hanging up suit to put it on. he quickly changed out of his sweats, slipping on the dress pants and his button up. “well come ‘ere j,” you smiled reaching out for him to to button up his shirt. your fingers worked his button closed quickly, trying to not blush at the look he was giving you. “do you know how hard it is to concentrate when you’re looking at me like that j?”
he hummed, “sorry i can’t help it love. it’s just i have the most beautiful fiance. she’s just drop dead gorgeous, as soon as she walks into a room you have to look at her kind of beauty.” your cheeks burning even hotter at his words. “don’t even get me started on her personality, i don’t think i’d ever shut up.” placing your hands on his chest you gave him a good shove, in an effort to get him to shut up about you.
“jack,” you whispered, looking up at him for the first time, “hand me your tie.”
his eyes rolled at your sudden topic change, but he expected it. you hated when people talked so highly about you. “wanna know something i just realized y/n/n?” he asked, finger sneaking under your chin so you’d be looking up at him instead of focusing on his tie which you could tie in your sleep from how much you’ve done it.
“what did you realize bub?”
his smile dropped a little before he spoke, “next summer, when we’re getting ready for the wedding, you can’t tie my tie.” your smile dropped as soon as he said it, your hands flattening his tie down.
“i’ll figure something out love,” you answered, “i promise. i’ll just come tie it before i put my dress on.”
“it’s bad luck to see the bride before the wedding,” he frowned, suddenly believing in superstitions. you ran a hand through your hair trying to think about what you could do so you could still tie what would be the most important tie of his life.
“we could always blind fold you,” you suggested earning a cheeky smile from jack. he nodded his head right away, arms wrapping around your waist to pull you into him. “you like that idea bub?”
“like it?” he mocked. “no, i love it y/n/n. almost as much as i love you.” your eyes rolled as you buried your face into his chest, not wanting him to see the blush on your cheeks. “love, i can feel how hot your cheeks,” jack said exposing you. you pulled away and wrapped your arms around his neck, fingers going play his now short hair on the back of his neck. jack pulled his arm away from you to check his watch with a sigh, “i have to go.”
your bottom lip jutted out as you started to pout, “can you just stay for a couple more minutes? please love?”jack shook his head as he leaned down and pressed his lips against yours. you sighed before kissing him once more, “i love you superstar, and i know you’re gonna kill it today.”
it was jack’s turn to blush while he leaned forward to press a long kiss against your forehead. “i love you too my beautiful fiance,” his hand grabbing yours from around his neck so he could run his thumb over your ring. “and i hope you’re right my love, it would be nice to beat quinn again.” your eyes rolled at the boy you called your fiance, pulling away from him to grab his suit jacket. he smiled down at you as he slipped his jacket on, “thank you love, i’ll look for you during warm-ups like always. i love you y/n.”
he pressed a sloppy kiss half against the corner of your mouth and half against you cheek. “i love you too jack!” you called seeing as he was already rushing out of apartment door clearly late to pick up your father. sighing, a wide smile grew on your face as you flopped back on to your bed. smiling up at your ceiling for no apparent reason. well, there was a reason, and that reason was jack hughes.
there was a knock on your door causing you to sit up and see ellen walking in. “i think we’re going to meet up with some of the family, you up for it y/n/n?” she asked not even glancing at you, eyes looking around the room you and jack had put together all by yourselves. saying nobody needed to help you with it, well, other than putting the bedframe together.
“that sounds good to me,” you answered standing from your bed and walking over to your closest. “i just have to get ready and we can go.” ellen hummed, not paying attention to what you were saying her focus drawn to one of the pictures on your vanity.
“where’d you get this picture?” she asked, your whole body turning to look at the horizontal picture frame. you smiled as you thought about it, it was a birthday present from jack when you guys were ten. “oh wait, i remember now,” ellen gasped, probably remembering that she was the one who had it printed for her middle son. “you guys can’t be more than four.”
you nodded to agree, eyes scanning over the picture like you did every single day while getting ready for classes. you and jack were standing right across from each other, pinkies interlocked, and your little lips pressed against each others pinkies. “i still remember what we pinky promised,” you whispered, your second mother turning to face you with a look meaning she wanted to explain. “it was something silly,” you started to say while pulling one of jack’s new jersey devils sweatshirts from the hanger.
“so, i’m a mother, i still want to know y/n.”
you both began to laugh before you set the sweatshirt down on the vanity, switching it out for the picture. your fingers brushed against the glass where your interlocked pinkies rested. “it started off as to always share ice cream,” you giggles remembering back to how upset you got when jack got an ice cream cone without you. “but then jack thought we should promise to always be best friends forever.” your fingers ran along little jack’s face, “and that we had to kiss it to make sure it worked.”
ellen was quick to wrap you in a hug, pressing a loving kiss on the side of your head. “clearly that kiss must have worked, because look where we are now.” you hummed as a response, setting the picture down in its rightful place turning back to get ready. “okay, i’ll leave you to get ready then. we’ll just be in the living room.”
quickly you pulled out a pair of your black jeans, rips only in the knees, not in the mood to get teased by jack’s grandparents today. you slipped out of jack’s boxers, and into your jeans. you switched out of the usa hockey sweatshirt you had gotten used to sleeping in, and exchanged it for the adidas devils one resting on your vanity. the final touch was the white new jersey devils jersey jack had snagged you from the locker room, making sure you absolutely promised to give it back before his next roadie. but both of you knew that it would be jack who would forget to bring it back to the rink, and not you giving it back to him.
grabbing your phone and small over the shoulder purse you rushed out into the living room, making a beeline straight to the shoe rack. sitting down on the ground you quickly pulled on your all black sperry boots to finish off your outfit. “okay my ready to go, you guys ready?” you asked turning to face your going to be in-laws.
they both nodded, jim reaching into the bowl on the table to grab the keys for your car, “you might want these.” your face flushed before you thanked him and lead them both out of your apartment and to the elevator. the drive over to the rink was one full of small talk. as soon as you parked in the spots reserved for family you were out of the car and leading ellen and jim down to the little bar on the corner where members of the hughes family had decided to meet before the game.
“i hope you’re ready to show that ring off,” ellen whispered into your ear as the waiter lead you back to where the family was. “and talk about the wedding, my aunt was already asking about the save the dates,” she added causing your eyes to go wide. of course you guys had a date, but you have yet to send the save the date cards.
you let out a nervous laugh as everyone at the table turned to face you, jim, and ellen. “yeah, we might want to send those.” both ellen and jim turned at looked at you with shocked faces.
“you haven’t sent them yet!” she panicked, hands running through her hair. “i thought you were going to send them when jack was at training camp y/n.” you slowly looked to the ground, never seeing ellen this upset. “y/n/n, sweetheart, it’s okay, it’s just you need to send them out,” she sighed, “like now.”
nodding your head you dropped down into an empty chair, hoping this conversation would go away. only it didn’t, and you should’ve expected that to happen because all of them have been waiting for jack and yours wedding since ellen posted it on facebook that you were finally dating. “hi y/n,” ellen’s sister smiled, eyes already looking down at your hand. “how are you honey?”
smiling you nodded, “i’ve been good. classes are stressful, but having jack to come home to, or going to his games always helps take the stress away.” everyone in the area surrounding you started to coo at your words. “but how have you been?”
“good, just running around after the kids,” she answered, making sure to smile as she looked over her shoulder to see her little girl sitting with her dad. “she keeps asking if you and jack can come babysit her you know.” you gave the women a sad smile, looking over to the little girl who was obsessed with both you and jack.
“we’d love to,” you answered, “that means you guys just have to come visit us a lot more.” she nodded her head to agree with you. “do you want to see the ring?” you then asked as the conversation died out, the blond nodding her head right away. smiling you lifted up your left head so she could see, everyone flocking to you once your hand was risen.
your cheeks were soon red as everyone commented about how lovely the ring was since it was the first time many of them had seen it person, and not over the pictures that were sent to them in a text message. you didn’t know it, but ellen had to remind herself every day that she couldn’t post the pictures on facebook since you guys had decided not to post about your engagement. at least for the time being, wanting the focus to be on jack and his hockey career. not how he was eighteen years old and already engaged. “it must be so heavy,” one of jim’s friends wives stated others nodding their heads to agree, “is it heavy?”
you bit your lip as you wiggled your finger around, “uh, i mean i guess it kind of is. but when you’ve been wearing a promise ring for two years you get used to it. so it’s nothing to me.” everyone was awing again, turning to each other to make comments on how cute the two of you were.
you looked around the room, trying to put names to faces when your eyes landed on ellen’s mother. one of your favorite people out of the entire weinberg part of the family. a mischievous smile crossed her face as the words formed on her tongue. “so when can i expect my first great-grandchild?”
immediately your face was turning red, mouth hanging open as you tried to think of how to respond. only ellen beat you to it. “mom!” she exclaimed, hand flying to her chest as if she was going to have a heart attack. “they’re too young for that.”
the older woman sent her daughter a look, “yes ellen, but i would like to have at least one great-grandchild before i die, and since quinn isn’t giving me one anytime soon they’re my next best option.” at this point your cheeks were on fire. everyone in this room thought of you and jack as perfect little angels, who were still virgins. of course that wasn’t the case, but they didn’t need to know that, and you guys intended to keep it that way.
ellen looked over to her husband with wide eyes, jim’s shocked face matching the emotions ellen was having. “mom, jack and y/n need to to send the save the dates still. they’re not even remotely to that close yet.” your heart rate slowly started to go back to normal as everyone turned the conversation to why you and jack haven’t sent the save the dates yet.
you leaned back in your chair, pulling your phone out to send a text to the groupchat you had with abby, cole, and jack to tell them what happened. right away cole and abby responded with laughing crying emojis, going on to say something about how you guys were the least innocent out of all your friends. you’d have to wait awhile for jack’s response, settling on telling him in person.
“y/n,” the call of your name caused you to jump and your phone fall on the table. jim’s laughter soon filled your ears as he slid into the empty seat next to you, “sorry i didn’t mean to scare you, kid.” you shrugged before saying it was fine as he went on, “but we’re all getting ready to go.”
your eyes went wide as you looked down on your phone seeing that the gates to the rock open in five minutes, “was i really on my phone for that long?”
jim shook his head, “you were frozen in place after that baby conversation for a couple minutes y/n/n.” your head tilted to the side as you thought about it, realizing that he was right. “don’t work yourself up about it kid, you guys are a little young to have a baby right now, or even in a couple years. you’ve got it, and ellen’s mom isn’t going anywhere soon so don’t let that pressure you guys into anything you aren’t ready for.” you nodded your head, giving him a forced smile. “but as for spacing out, don’t worry about it. they just went on about how nobody’s seen a save the date yet.”
you threw your head back, letting out a breath, mentally adding it the list of things you needed to do. the list of people you were inviting was already finalized, along with having their addresses. now all you needed to do was send the save the dates, along with announce it publicly that you were engaged since that was partly the reason you didn’t have them done. “let me guess, ellen said she was going to volunteer to help us make them?” you asked already knowing that was what happened.
he nodded his head with a soft smile, “she just wants to make sure you guys stay on top of all the planning, and help a little so you guys aren’t so stressed out about it during classes and season.” standing up from your chair you nodded your head, understanding exactly why ellen said she’d help the two of you. you were still teenagers after all who had lots to do.
“i love that woman,” you breathed just in time for ellen to hear you say it.
“so do i y/n,” jim smiled, standing to press a kiss against his wife’s cheek. your heart swooned at the sight in front of you, picturing you and jack in that situation years down the road.
ellen returned the favor, kissing both yours and jim’s cheeks. “good because this woman loves the both of you, now come on we’re going to be late to see my boys.”
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your eyes were glued to the ice, never leaving the play that was going on. your eyes then drifted to the bench watching as jack jumped the boards for his first shift of the game. his first shift against quinn. right away a heavy feeling filled your chest as you heard the whistle blow after mack made a save. “how nervous are you?” ellen asked causing you to turn around in your seat to look at the woman who was sitting right behind you.
“very.” everyone in the family suite was quick to agree with you. “i just, i don’t know what to expect for how they play,” you admitted looking back down to the ice as play had resumed again.
ellen hummed, “lord only knows with my boys.”
your eyes went wide as you nodded your head. “god what if they get in a fight?” you thought out loud, the idea not being too far fetched. when all of you guys were little those two would always be wrestling, especially if quinn had “hurt” you. jack would always take it upon himself to avenge you against his older brother, or he’d run up the stairs yelling that quinn had hurt you. the poor kid would always end up in tears thinking that you were seriously injured, when in reality it was only something minor like a little bruise.
“that honestly wouldn’t surprise me,” ellen said, trailing off as soon as she said it. “i just jinxed it, didn’t i?”
you would’ve answered, but you were soon getting too lost into the game to hear what was going on behind you. or anywhere near you to be exact. something that always happened when you watched jack play. his still of his game has always mesmerized you, ever since you were little pudgy ice mites scoring goals together. you knew he was a different kind of player from the moment you played with him, up until the last time you laced up your skates and took on the role of supporter. and now here you were, watching him do what he does best, just like he had all of his life.
now if only he could figure out how to play defense.
your thoughts were cut off by the feeling of little fingers tapping against your knee. there stood stella with a big toothy grin. “y/n,” she dragged your name out as she swayed from side to side, “can i sit with you?”
right away your head was nodding up and down, “of course stell, you know you always can.” with that she climbed up into your lap handing you your phone so she didn’t sit on it. “y/n?” the little girl asked, right as jack won a face off back to danny greene. you hummed watching carefully as your fiance skated with his player around the net. “why aren’t you wearing a shirt like mine?”
you stayed starting at number eighty-six, watching as the play developed through the neutral zone and he jumped the boards into the bench. once he stepped off the ice you looked down to the big brown eyed girl. “stell, i’m wearing jack’s jersey, that’s why i’m not wearing the shirt.” her arms crossed over her chest as she huffed out in anger, unimpressed with your answer. “your uncle jim isn’t wearing one either,” you pointed out, turning around to point at the man with glasses. “see?”
stella tried her hardest to roll her eyes. “that’s not fair to quinn,” she sassed. this time your eyes rolled. her mouth dropped open as she looked at you, “now you’re being mean!”
“i am not!” you interjected, face dropping as you did so. you glanced down to the ice just in time to see the ref put his arm up, calling a penalty against vancouver. someone in a white jersey finally touched the puck, the play dying as the whistle blew. her brown eyes looked up at you attitude, “okay fine, so maybe i’m being mean to quinn, but i have a secret to tell you.”
her eyes lit up, “a secret!”
you nodded, looking away from her to see jack step on to the ice. “i’m not cheering for quinn today.” stella’s mouth dropped open, but you ignored her. your sole focus being put on jack, watching as he was left all alone at the point. your eyes went wide as you saw it playing out in your head, before it happened on the ice. it was that hockey sense you had, something your father had passed down to you, along with spending all of your time in a hockey filled household like the hughes. “jack’s about to score,” you whisper, scared that if you said it loud enough he’d miss the net.
from behind you, you could hear ellen asking what you had just said. her answer being the uproar of the fans in the rock. in an instant you were standing on your feet. one arm wrapped around stella’s waist to lift her up as you stood, the other trying to find your phone in your jean pockets. the smile that pulled on the corners of your lips was so wide that it hurt, but you didn’t see it leaving your face anytime soon.
as he skated away from his celly, you turned to face ellen letting stella stand on the seat next to you. the blond leaned down, throwing her arms around you in the process. as the tears of joy filled your eyes you hugged her back even tighter over the row of seats separating the two of you. “i’m so proud of him,” you whispered, holding on tighter to her never wanting to let go, of ellen or this feeling of pride you had for jack.
“you called it y/n,” she answered, finally letting go of you to pull back a little. “he’s going to be so happy after the game.” you nodded to agree, sitting back down in your seat.
“i’m just happy that quinn wasn’t on the pk,” you answered while pulling stella into your lap. “otherwise, I think we’d be in for an interesting night.” ellen hummed to agree with you, turning to speak with everyone who made their way over to congratulate her and jim. in the meantime you opened instagram and looked at stella, “wanna go on my story?”
her head nodded up and down quickly, reaching out to grab your phone which you wouldn’t let her have. double tapping the screen you flipped it so the video started while zoomed in on jack whose face was currently all of the big screen. double tapping the screen again you had it facing you and stella, cheering as you did so. your free hand grabbing at the jersey to show off that it was his. ending the video you captioned it with the star eyed and tagging jack. “look good stell?” you asked making sure you had her okay before posting it.
“yup! post it, post it!” she chanted, eyes staring down at your fingers watching as you did just as she told you to do. her eyes were no longer glued to the phone screen, but the big diamond that rested on your finger, just like everyone else who was it was. “pretty!” she squealed pointing down at it while she did.
a blush covered your cheeks as you looked away from her and back to jack was who sitting on the bench, talking to taylor and kyle. “thank you stell, jack gave it to m-”
“can jack give me a ring?” she asked cutting you off as she did so. “i want one just like yours.” laughter filled your ears, seeing as everyone of the hughes family and friends had heard it since she had practically yelled it.
ellen leaned forward, one hand resting on your shoulder, the other on stella’s. “honey, jack gave that to y/n when he proposed to her.” the six year old stared up at the both of you confused.
“jack asked me to marry him,” you explained, bringing your hand up to show the ring. “and when he did, he used this ring. it’s my engagement ring.” she nodded her head, her blond curls bouncing as she did so, but you knew she had no idea what you were saying.
you and ellen shared a look before the woman sat back in her seat to contiune you a conversation with jim. “can i try it on?” stella then asked, your smile fading a little as she asked that. it was an unspoken rule between you and jack that nobody else got to wear it, or try it on. call it crazy, or stupid, but you didn’t want anyone else to get to try on something that was meant just for you and jack.
so frowning you looked down at the little girl, “i’m sorry stell.” her face dropped right as you started talking. “stella i’m so sorry, it’s just that j wouldn’t like it if i let someone else try it on. it’s just for me and him.”
“pretty please?” she mumbled, figuring the answer to her question would be a no. and when you shook your head her bottom lip started to tremble.
“stella, it’s okay,” you cooed, trying your hardest to make it so she didn’t cry. “one day you’re going to get a pretty ring like this from a boy who loves you.” only your words didn’t help at all, and you could see the tears start form in her eyes. biting your lip you nodded, trying to think of a way out of this. “okay, okay. it’s okay stell because jack’s going to get you a ring!” you called causing a smile to form back on her face. “yeah he’s going to get you one just like mine.”
her tears were soon gone, and just like that she was too. running around the box to tell anyone and everyone that jack was going to get her a ring just like yours. “i hope you realize that means she’s actually going to expect a ring from him now.” at the sound of his voice you turned to look at your father.
“dad!” you stood up, throwing your arms around him smiling as you did so. “how was your flight?” he nodded, saying a couple things about how it was good as he sat down in the empty seat next to you. “and as for stella wanting a ring? don’t worry about it, i’ll have jack get her a ring pop or something.” your father nodded his head, amused at your idea, “it’s candy so why wouldn’t a six year old like it?”
“you sure liked them when you guys were younger,” he added, his eyes looking away from you watching as both teams exited the ice. “if i remember correctly, the blue ones were always your favorites.” your head nodded as your cheeks flushed. “there’s no way i could forget that when i see that picture every day.”
you smiled up at your dad, “well if you can’t forget that, then why don’t i get ring pops from you anymore dad?” a confused look crossed his face as the both of you stared at each other, waiting for someone to speak. “i may be eighteen but i still like ring pops.”
he hummed, eyes glancing around the arena glanding on the box that held the man who he just met with. “i’ll buy you all the ring pops you want, but right now y/n/n there’s something i need to talk to you about,” he confessed, but you already knew what it was about. seeing as jack let it slip this morning. still you nodded your head turning to give him your full attention. “this morning, and before the game i was meeting with ray shero.” you sat there for a second already having heard the news, only he didn’t know you knew so you dropped your mouth open. “jack told you, didn’t he?”
“uh, what? no! of course not,” you lied trying to help jack and not throw him under the bus. your dad looked over at you with a tight lipped smile making you cave. “okay so he told me when he left this morning, just because he had to pick you up from the airport. he didn’t tell me anything else, i promise!”
he sighed before looking back out to the ice. “ray called me about a month after the draft,” he explained, but you weren’t over the fact he didn’t tell you and nhl general manager called him. not when it happened on the daily. they all wanted him to come and work for them, make their teams the next big thing. only your father had made it known from the beginning that he wasn’t leaving the ntdp once he got there. that he wouldn’t leave michigan while you were growing up. it also helped that he got to be there for quinn and jack’s development too, those two were the sons he never had. along with luke, and there was no way he was leaving that kid behind.
“asked if you’d come and for the devs because they had jack?” you then asked already knowing that’s exactly what he asked. you knew because vancouver called your father a week before quinn signed, saying he was on the verge of signing his contract and they wanted him to come out and sign on as an assistant coach because of quinn. so he was there to help their team, but mostly quinn.
he hummed, “basically.” you nodded your head, crossing your right leg over your left waiting for him to go on. “so i let it ring like normal. only he wouldn’t stop calling, so i finally answered once training camp started. like it or not it’s almost impossible to ignore gm’s forever,” he laughed causing you too as well. “he asked if i wanted a new job, and i told him that i like where i am right now. especially since i have luke to look forward too. somehow he talked me into agreeing to come out and meet with him.”
“so you picked today to come?” you asked trying to think like he would. he nodded his head, “is that why mom didn’t want to come? because she knew that you’d only be here for a day?”
your father let out a laugh, one that you didn’t understand but let him go along with it. “that and she doesn’t want to say goodbye to you guys again so soon,” he admitted, your eyes rolling as he did. leave it to your mother to get sentimental when she knew she’d be seeing you and jack in less than a month for thanksgiving. “don’t do that, you know she just misses the both of you. her and ellen have a glass of wine every night together. most of the times they end up crying about how all four of you are almost all moved out.”
“and you and jimmy aren’t?”
he shot you a look, one that you knew all too well. the stern “are you kidding me” look. “honey, we love you guys, but it’s so nice to not hear you and jack arguing over who’s going to win the game, or who beat who in mario kart.” you let out a huff of air not impressed with your father. “but yes, we’ll join them most nights. just minus the wine. then luke will end up walking into the kitchen, or over into our house and goes on rants about how we still have him.”
“yeah you have luke,” you scoffed, “but nothing can beat me and jack we-”
“jack and i,” your father corrected just to push your buttons. “but you’re right, nothing can beat you and jack.” a sense of pride filled you after he said that, “but anyways. the meeting. ray basically just asked me to come out a coach jack, well i mean be assistant on the devs but you know what i mean kid.”
you nodded your head slowly, not sure what your father had said this time. surely it must be tiring shooting down gm after gm that you don’t want to come for in their organization. “so what did you say?”
a smile crossed your fathers face, “i told them no, like i always do. luke’s right, we have him left, and i’m not about to walk out on that kid when he’s been waiting for this since he first watched quinn get to work with me.” you nodded your head to agree, it was a known fact that luke was obsessed with your father, had been since he figured out who he was, and gotten his rookie card. “but-”
“but?” you asked never hearing your father say this before.
“yes, but i told him if he asked me again in two years my answer wouldn’t be the same.” your dad didn’t even finish getting his words out all of the way before you were standing up and cheering. you’ve been waiting for the moment for you dad to return to the nhl since he retired from it in the first place when he said coaching and teaching the game were his true passions. he may not have been the next wayne gretzky but god could your dad throw down with the best of him. there’s a reason there’s a picture of him with the calder trophy in your living room, but his real calling was being the next herb brooks. you truly believed that.
“dad you’re joking right?!” you exclaimed knowing he wasn’t. “because if you’re being serious right now, how are you and mom going to work this out? you guys love michigan! you love the ntdp!” you were out of breathe as your tried to think of all the things that he was going to say next, the main on in your head being that he was going to say it was a joke.
he stood up slowly, pulling you into a hug, “kid, this is no joke. i’m being serious. i’m ready to come back to the nhl game after i get luke to his full potential seeing i haven’t even gotten jack to his yet. there’s still so much both of them can do, and i want to be the one to do it.” you wrapped around your dad tighter than you had before, so proud of him for this decision. “and as for michigan and your mother, we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. but for now we have a hockey game to enjoy.”
and enjoy it you did. the rest of the game was spent laughing and talking with jack’s family, along with ellen and jim’s friends. all of them wanting to see the ring on your finger, or the necklace around your neck. as the time ticked down on the clock you couldn’t be bothered to take your eyes off the ice. not when vancouver was fighting to scored a goal and jack was about to try and take on quinn. try being the main word.
you watched, and tried your hardest not to laugh as he attempted to angle quinn to the left. that resulted in jack on his ass and quinn taking the puck down the ice. your eyes turned to look at ellen who was now sitting next to you to see she had a smile on her face. you looked back up to the clock seeing that it wasn’t long until you’d get to see the both of them, if media didn’t take too long. “are you excited to see j after the game?” she asked looking at you seeing as both of her sons were now on their separate benches.
“yeah, but i know i’ll have to wait my turn to talk to j because he scored, and i’m okay with that,” you explained while checking your phone to see if abby had answered you about what her and cole were doing before his game.
when you looked back over at ellen she was staring at you with a confused expression. “why do you think you’re going to have to wait to see jack, y/n?” she asked. “you’re his fiancé, his best friend, he’s going to want to see you first y/n/n.”
you sighed before falling back into your chair, “no ellen, you guys should get to see him first. he scored his first goal and you’re his parents! i’m just me, and i can wait until he sees all of his family. i’ll just hug quinn first and talk to him.”
a pointed look was sent in your direction as ellen just stared at you. “sweetheart, you do realize if you go to quinn first jack would break down and cry, right?” you suck a sharp breath in, thinking about what she was telling you before starting to nod. “you’re going to jack first, end of story. you’re his family too y/n. more so than probably a third of these people in this box, and whether you choose to believe it or not it’s true. jack isn’t jack without you y/n, you’re his family. you’re his number one fan, and his biggest support. the one he looks for in the crowds, ever since you guys were thirteen and you quit playing.”
nodding your head you were quick to agree with her, not needing to hear anymore since you were about to cry from her words. “okay, okay, i’ll go to jack first, and before everyone else,” you caved reaching up to brush away the tears that were starting to form in your eyes.
“mhm, that’s what i thought,” she hummed with a sweet smile. “he’s going to be so happy to see you y/n, i can already see it now. he’s definitely not leaving your side once you hug him.”
you couldn’t help the loving smile that grew at her true words. both of you knew jack’s arms wouldn’t leave your waist once he was finally able to hold you in them. “it’s a good thing that prepared for that,” you laughed, eyes staring down at the ice, an idea coming to you as you watched the last two minutes of play started again by a whistle. “hey ellen, we’re still going to eat with all of the family after the game right? like we have a couple hours before we go?”
“uh yeah, there’s like three almost four hours before our reservations. why, what’s up?” she asked seeing that the gears were turning in your head, an idea clearly taking your thoughts by storm.
“how long do you think it’s going to take to make a cake?”
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“y/n/n!” the sound of him calling your name had you running to him in and instant, careful not to hit anyone of his family members as your rushed to him like your life depended on it. and in reality at this point in time, it did. you ran right into his open arms, causing him to stumble backwards a little bit taking you with him. “hi love, i missed you,” he whispered into your ear as his arms that were wrapped around your waist brought you in even closer to him.
“i missed you too bubs,” you smiled, snaking your arms around his neck as you did so. “and god am i so, so, so proud of you superstar,” you mused before leaning into him. your lips were on his in an instant, not caring what the people around you thought, but none of them had a problem with it, not when it was you two. when you pulled away you couldn’t stop staring at his rosy cheeks from playing, “jacky, i am so proud of you,” you said once again as he rocked the both of you back and forth. “but i’m not the only one here to see you tonight, you gotta go talk to everyone else that’s here for you and quinn.”
he let out an annoyed breath, wanting nothing more than to just home and go back to sleep with you. “okay fine, i will, but you gotta come with me y/n/n. i need you love,” he mumbled into the skin of our neck, finishing it off with a kiss. “please love, for me?”
he batted his big blue eyes at you, and you knew there was no way you could say no to that look. however, you also knew there was no way you were saying no to him in general, not when you wanted to spend the rest of the night glued to his side. “anything for you my love,” you answered pressing a kiss to his cheek, your hand slipping down and into his. “now come on, you gotta go talk with everyone,” you informed while leading him in the direction of his family that was waiting for him, allowing you time to be alone together.
jack was soon being mobbed by everyone that was there to watch him and quinn. every time that someone went to hug him, he’d always only hug them back with one arm, refusing to let go of your hand. even when you tried to force to let go, he wouldn’t. “y/n/n, i’m tired,” jack whined into your ear as you waited for him to follow you to the next person waiting to congratulate him.
“what do you want me to do about it bubs?” you asked, pulling him closer to you, your arms wrapping around his torso. chin resting on his chest to look up at him, “because you gotta talk with everyone love.” a pout formed on his face, as your one hand went up to run through his newly cut hair.
he groaned as he threw his head back, “i just wanna go take a nap with you y/n/n.” you rolled your eyes before smiling a little at him. “please love, can we just go back to the apartment and take a nap before this dinner thing. like once we quinn obviously.”
“no jacky, we can’t,” you whispered into his ear, “now come on quinn’s over there talking to your parents.” before he could even protest your statement you guys were being pulled into a hug by quinn. “nice game q, really showed jack who’s the better hughes at the end there,” you teased looking at jack from over quinn’s shoulder.
your fiancé's eyes rolled at your words, only he didn’t care. “who’s the one that got the game winning goal?”
you looked at quinn, the both of you rolling your eyes. “your fiancé sucks, just so you know.”
pulling away from quinn you looked right at jack with a smile, “oh i know.” his mouth fell open at your words, but had nothing to say back to you. “but you gotta love ‘im.” his arms wrapped around your waist as he stood behind you, a kiss being placed on your cheek. you leaned back into his arms tilting your head up to press a kiss against his scar.
a fake gage left quinn’s mouth causing the both of you to look at him, “you guys are gross. get a flipping room.”
“oh shut up quinn,” the both of you said at the same time, having had practice with this since the two of you started dating. your mouth was about to open to speak again when jack beat you to it, “you know what, actually we will. i have better things i can be doing right now. and one of them is napping with y/n/n.”
jack was starting to lead you away from the room of crowded people until ellen caught his wrist. “oh no you don’t, you two. we have to get a group photo! now come on, everyone’s ready for it,” ellen informed leading you guys to the group of people. “oh and jack, please try to look happy. i know you’re tired honey, but you need to at least smile a little.” as his mother started dragging him back over to his brother, he gave you a sad look. bottom lip jutted out, eyes never leaving yours as he was planted in the middle of the group of people. “oh and y/n, sweetheart, before you even ask of course you’re getting in the picture. right next to jack please.”
you were frozen in your place until a couple of people were helping push you over to where jack was standing. when you looked over at him he cracked a laugh, “you’re funny if you think that you could get out of this love. you need to remember you’ve been taking these family pictures with me since we were in diapers.”
“yeah i know, i just didn’t really think of it,” you admitted, your mind still thinking you should be on the outside looking in. “but i’m here now and that’s all that matters, right j?” he hummed for an answer as the two of you broke into conversations with his family around you. it was now jack’s turn to brace the storm of wedding questions that you had faced just before the game. only the one that jack kept getting asked was how he proposed, where he did it, and when he did it.
you only cut into the conversation when it seemed that you were needed, or had something to contradict what jack had said. your attention was placed elsewhere, watching as stella stood in front of her family looking for you and jack. a smile broke out on her face when her eyes landed on you, and within seconds a pair of little arms were wrapped around your legs. bending over you picked her up so she was now sitting on your hip, “hi stel, long time no see, huh?”
she shook her head as a giggles past her lips. “i just saw you silly,” she giggled, her arms now wrapping around your neck. at the sound of her voice jack was turning away from who he was talking to in order to look at the little girl. “jacky!” she squealed pushing away from your neck to look at your boy.
“hi stella!” jack answered reaching out for a hug, which she declined, sinking back into your chest. “okay i see how it is,” he huffed, arms crossing over his chest as he pouted once more. she looked up at you with a giggle, her little hand pointing over to her cousin that was frowning. out of the corner of your eyes you saw jack smile at the sound of her laugh, causing you to smile even more.
“stel don’t you wanna hug your cousin? jacky’s missed you so so so much,” you whispered into her ear, her face crunching up as you said so. she leaned back to look at your face, so you could see her shake her head no.
“no!” she huffed, “ i wanna stay with you y/n/n.” looking back at jack you shrugged your shoulders, saying you tried without having to say it. jack’s arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you into his side in time for a devils staff person to get the camera from ellen. as stella started going on about how jack was supposed to get her a ring, you looked up at him with a loving smile. he pressed a kiss to your temple, before he smiled down at you too. “hey i want a kiss too,” stella whined, the both of you looking down at her in an instant.
it was like it was planned, because as soon as the two of you looked down at stella the camera flash went off and that was the hughes family picture. “you can have a kiss later stel, when i give you your ring. is that okay?” jack asked not phased over the fact you guys weren’t looking at the camera for the picture. the little girl in your arms nodded her head right away, a smile growing as she did so. stella started patting your shoulder, which you knew as the sign to put her down, so you did. jack and you watched as she ran over to her mom, mouth moving fast as she went on about what jack he promised her for the family dinner later that night. jack looked back down at you, “can we go now?”
you nodded your head, “yeah j, we can. but i want to see that picture first.” jack let out a groan as you pulled him over to his mother. “come on j don’t be like that, i’d have to find your parents anyways because i need to give them the keys to my car so they can get back to the apartment.” he muttered a fine under his breath as the two of you now stood in front of his mother, who was looking down at the picture. “i can i see it?”
ellen looked up from the camera to the both of you. “of course honey!” she smiled handing you the camera as she did. “i’m so happy that it turned out, almost everyone’s looking at the camera,” she added causing your cheeks to flush as she spoke. your e/c eyes scanned over the picture, looking at how jim and your father stood over near quinn. the oldest brother stood in the middle of them, arms around his two father figures. you scanned over the smiling faces to look over at you and jack, and yes, you two were the only ones not looking at the camera. instead the two of you were looking down at stella with smiles on your faces. and if people didn’t know any better they would probably say she was your guys kid. sure she didn’t have jack’s brown hair, but in that picture it looked they looked the same. “so what did she say to make you look down at her?”
you handed the camera to jack so he could look, “she wants a kiss from me.” he looked back up from the camera, handing it back to his mother. “that’s a cute picture mom, but now we’re going to go take a nap.” grabbing the keys to your car from your pocket you handed them to ellen, just in time as jack started pulling you away from his mother. jack and you waved to friends and family as you walked through the rock to get down to the prudential center. it wasn’t long until you were sitting in the front seat of jack’s car, him giving you a goofy sleep filled grin. “god i can’t wait for this nap y/n/n,” he mumbled, looking over his shoulder to back out of his spot. “i’m so tired love.”
“i know you are bubs,” you answered reaching over and grabbing his right hand. “and we can sleep for a couple hours okay? i know i’m not going to mind it at all.” he smiled over at you as he stopped at the light. “i love you superstar.”
he pulled your hand up in order to kiss your knuckles, “i love you too y/n/n.”
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rubbing your eyes for the millionth time since you had woken up from your nap with jack you looked down at your screen full of notifications. clearly something happened, because your phone was literally blowing up. biting your lip you looked through the car window seeing that ellen was still nowhere to be seen. you opened up the groupchat with abby and cole your mind racing as you looked at what they had to say.
abby!: OH MY GOD! YOU GUYS DID IT!
coley: i’m impressed, congrats guys
y/n: we did what?
abby!: check jack’s instagram
coley: jack you posted without telling y/n?”
abby!: it’s such a cute picture by the way
still confused, and them not helping you at all you opened up your instagram. first off you saw the notification saying @jackhughes_ had tagged you in a post. you opened up your feed and there it was, the new photo jack posted. you were laying on top of him, head on his chest, leg thrown over his torso. you could see “hughes” t-shirt you were wearing, and the matching one jack had on. but that wasn’t what you were focused on. no you eyes were glued to your left hand which just so happened to be resting on jack’s chest, your huge engagement ring on display. “oh fuck,” you huffed scrolling down a little to see if anyone had noticed it wasn’t your promise ring.
first your eyes read of his caption, “The best way to celebrate scoring your first NHL goal. Thanks for being there me today Y/n/n, I love you:)”. you then looked at the chirps that had came from alex, and quinn:
_alexturcotte god you guys are so cute it’s sickening. how’d i live with this for two years? but congrats guys, i love you both
_quinnhughes when i said get a room, i didn’t actually mean it. but i guess i’m happy for the two of you
then you saw the ones of all your friends congratulating the two of you. and of course there was abby and cole. those two were hyping you up like there was no tomorrow, each of them leaving like seven comments alone. but if you scrolled far enough you could see the fan girls. the ones who were pointing out it in fact wasn’t a promise ring on your finger, that jack should be marrying them instead of you, and finally your personal favorites, the ones saying you guys were two young. rolling your eyes you locked your phone, deciding you’d leave your comment later, only after you talked to jack about what he did.
right as you put your phone down ellen walked back out to your car, the cake boxes in her hands. leaning over the middle consul you opened the door for your second mother. “thank you y/n,” she smiled leaning in to hand you the cake boxes. setting them in your lap you looked at the white boxes, already knowing what both of them were for.
“what did you put of them?” you asked looking over at ellen as she pulled out on to the main road.
“on the one we’re all going to eat i got the canucks and devils logo,” she informed while stopping at the red light. “and on the one you’re going to smash in jack’s face i got, ‘happy first goal jack!’ that good?”
“it’s perfect,” you replied while nodding your head. “i mean it’s going to get smeared all over his face anyways.” the both of you started laughing as the light turned green and you were on your way to the restaurant again. “i just have to make sure i don’t get it on his shirt, because that would not be fun to wash.”
ellen nodded her head, “tell me about it. your mom and i would spend hours trying to clean your guys clothes when you were little and did that for your birthdays. and when you turned sixteen?” you sucked in a breath of air remembering how jack tried not to get it on your dress, but it ended up on it anyways. “god we spent so much time on trying to clean that dress. jack felt so bad the next day when he saw us trying to clean it that he’s never gotten cake on your clothes since.”
your face flushed as you looked down to the cake. “yeah we can’t say the same about me though,” you confessed, your cheeks reddening as you did so. ellen looked over at you with a laugh, “i’ve always managed to get cake on his clothes, and i’m terrified that i’m going tonight.”
the blond looked over at you with a smile, “it’ll be okay y/n/n, don’t think about it so much. and if you get some on his shirt i’ll help you wash it before we leave.” right away you were thanking the woman to the left of you, there was no way you would be able to get frosting and cake out of his clothes. you had a hard enough time washing them general, jack was the one who washed clothes most of the time. but if he was on a roadie you need to know how, so he taught you, and god that lesson did not go over well. even if it was for something as simple as washing clothes. “well look at that we’re here, and there’s the men of the hour,” ellen informed as you pulled into the parking lot.
your eyes went wide as you looked down to the cake resting on your lap. “ellen we can’t bring both of these in if jack’s right there,” you exclaimed. “it’s supposed to be a surprise that i’m doing this, and if he sees it, he’ll know,” you rushed to get out as you turned around in your seat to see that the two of them were still standing by the entrance.
“don’t worry honey, i’ll go in the back with the cake to put it in the refrigerator until we need it,” she explained, “that way neither of them will see it.” she killed the ignition of your car before standing to get out. “here hand them to me and i’ll go run them into the kitchen, and meet you guys at our table.”
nodding your head you handed off the cake to ellen, getting out of your car once she had a good hold on them. standing up straight you fixed the skirt of the sundress you wore seeing as you were spending dinner with all of jack’s family. you and ellen shared a look before you started towards the front door, and ellen went to the side one that was closer to the back of the restaurant. “there you are love,” jack called as you slid into place next to him, his arm wrapping around your waist and his lips pressing against your cheek. “but where did my mom go?” he asked looking around you to find that she wasn’t to be seen.
“she ran to put the cake in the refrigerator,” you answered while smiling over at quinn as he held the door open for the two of you. “but jack we need to talk about what you posted today.”
a confused look painted his face as you walked into the building with quinn on your heels. “what about it babe? if you’re wondering how i got it, it was because my mom took them when we were sleeping and sent them to the two of us.”
you shook your head, already knowing that’s how he got the picture because you got them too. “i know that j, but i want you to go look at the picture again. and i mean really look at it.” sighing he pulled out his phone, not even bothered by the notifications on his screen. right away he looked at the picture, his blue eyes drawn right to what you hoped he’d notice.
“oh shit.”
“yeah, i know,” you answered arms crossing over your chest. “jack what are we going to do about it?” you asked, biting your lip in a nervous state.
his tongue darted out to wet his lips before he spoke. “well it was going to happen at some point right?” he asked stopping the two of you before you rounded the corner to the table. “this way we don’t have to worry about people finding out anymore love, and you don’t have to keep switching rings for when you go out in public with the girls, or to my games, or to classes.” you nodded your head as a smile slowly creeped up on your face, jack’s thumb running over your cheek. his other hand going to spin your ring around your finger. “and best of all we can finally post the proposal pictures, and the video.”
your cheeks flushed as you remembered how it went down. the two of you just standing on the pier after exploring the city by yourselves. then all of the sudden the entire hughes family was by you guys again, along with all of your friends, and when you parents walked over to you guys you looked away from jack, and when you looked back you had to look down. he was down on one knee smiling up at you with tears in his eyes, just like they were in yours. after a couple minutes speech he finally asked you the question you knew would be following it all, “will you marry me?” of course you said yes, you almost said yes when you first saw him down on one knee.
“i think you mean to say i can finally post the pictures,” ellen said as she walked past the two of you with a wide smile. “you know i’ve been wanting to post those since you took them, and i can finally do it. that’s what i’m going to do right now.” you and jack shared a look before starting to laugh as ellen took her seat next to jim, puling out her phone and going straight to facebook, instagram, and twitter.
when you finally looked away you looked back up at jack we had a soft smile on his face. “so you’re not mad that people know we’re engaged now?”
you shook your head, hands cupping his cheeks so your thumbs could run over his cheekbones. “of course not jack, you know i could never be mad at you for something like that.” he let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding in causing you to smile. “i mean i wasn’t ready to tell people, but i don’t think there was ever going to be a right time seeing as we are as young as we are. plus now we can send the save the dates.” jack’s whole body shook at the mention of the cards you needed to send.
“i love you y/n going to be hughes,” he smiled before tilting his head to press a kiss into the inside of your palm. “i wouldn’t be here today without you, and i hope you know that love.”
you leaned up and pressed a quick kiss against his lips, smiling as you did so. “i love you too jack hughes. and i do know that jack, and i’m going to be here for the rest of it all too.” he smiled down at you before pulling you over to the table, everyone clapping as you walked in.
“congratulations on making it public!”
“does this mean i’m going to get my save the date soon?”
there were many more comments, and you couldn’t help but look up at jack who was already looking down at you. the two of you started laughing before taking your seats. “expect save the dates some time this week,” jack informed squeezing your right hand as he did. “i have the week off until thursday so we’re going to get them done.”
“what he means is, i’ll make them, and i’ll send them out to everyone. he won’t do anything,” you said causing his mouth to fall open. you turned in your seat to look at him, and right away his mouth shut.
he shrugged his shoulders nodding, “yeah you’re right, y/n/n’s going to be doing them all.” everyone at the table broke out into laughter and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes. it wasn’t long until orders were being taken, and people were getting their food. you fell into a conversation with one of jack’s aunts who sat next to you about wedding details. it wasn’t long until the conversation was changing and you were soon talking with one of the cousins, her going on to tell you about how jealous she was that you got to hang out with spencer every day for two years.
you were saved by the bell on that conversation as ellen pulled you away to help get the cake. “okay the plan is for me to bring the big on out first,” she explained as you stood in front of the steel fridge. “i want you to wait by the door to the table with the one just for jack.” you nodded your head understanding the plan so far, “and then as i start cutting the cake i want you to walk out when i say, ‘jack this piece is for you.’”
“i can do that,” you answered as your grabbed the small circle cake that was now out of its box and read for you to smash in his face. “oh god what if this is a bad idea?” you asked as the two of you started walking back to the table, stopping right where you were supposed to wait.
ellen tilted her head to the side as she gave you a pointed look, “why would it be a bad idea y/n? you guys have been doing this since you were one.”
“yeah on birthdays,” you sighed, eyes looking down at the cake. “what if it ruins our tradition? or what if jack gets mad at me?”
she let out a laugh as she slowly started to walk back into the room. “it won’t, and he could never.” before you could say anything else she was setting the cake down on the table to start cutting. slowly everyone at the table started to get their pieces. then you heard jack start to whine, “where’s my piece?”
you smiled as you caught ellen’s gaze and she slightly nodded to you, “jack this piece is for you.” confused he looked at his mother since there was no plate in her hand. then when he turned to his left you were standing there holding the cake in your hands.
“congratulations on your first goal j, i love you!” you giggles before shoving the cake into his face, not even giving him a second to read what it said. everyone at the table was soon laughing at the two of you, all of them knowing your tradition of smashing cake into each other’s faces for birthdays.
“mmm, that tastes really good, you wanna try some y/n/n?” jack asked while he wiped the frosting from his eyes so he could see. you shook your head no as you watched ellen grab your phone to take the annual picture that followed after the cake smashing. the one who smashed the cake would kiss the others cheek, and that’s just what you did.
your eyes closed as you pressed your lips against jack’s cheek, left hand resting against his chest. when you pulled away from his cheek you have frosting and cake all over your mouth and cheeks. “you’re right bubs, it does taste pretty good,” you mocked as your grabbed your phone from ellen. without even looking at the picture you opened up instagram and selected it.
looking at it for the first time you smiled before looking over at jack. “i look pretty dang cute if you ask me,” jack mused, only his eyes weren’t on him, but on you. “and you look absolutely beautiful like normal y/n.” your cheeks flushed as you went to type out your caption.
y/nl/n congratulations on your first goal j! i hope it was as sweet as the cake:) #andyesweareengaged
as soon as you hit post there was already likes flooding it, along with comments. there were already multiple from abby and cole alone, quinn and luke both hoping in on the action as well. “happy first goal am i right jack?” you asked looking over to his white frosting covered face.
“yeah happy first goal y/n/n, you’re not the one covered in frosting right now,” he whined while starting to try and get it off of his face.
you started to laugh before leaning close to his ear, “don’t worry i’ll make it up to you later.” when you pulled back from his ear you could see his face was flushing even under all of the frosting that covered it. his tongue came out to lick his lips, cleaning up some of the frosting as he did. “and i think you’re going to like it j, something that you’ve never seen before,” you added on as you leaned back in your chair to start eating your own cake. “saved just for when you scored your first goal.”
jack’s head fell backwards as he pulled on his dress pants. “can we leave now please? i think it’s time to go,” he muttered into his hands as he tried harder to get the frosting off.
you were bout to speak until quinn shot you both a look from across the table, “please, just go get a room.” it was your turn for your face to flush as he looked over at the both of you. thank god nobody was paying any attention, to focused on the cake in front of them. “nobody’s even going to notice if you leave. just say goodbye,” quinn pointed out with a shoulder shrug.
“wanna leave?” jack asked almost out of his seat while he waited to see your answer.
“we can’t just leave j-”
“-thanks for coming everybody! it means a lot to both me and quinn. i love all of you guys, but right now y/n/n and i are going to head home to start working on the save the date cards so we can get them mailed,” jack called making everyone at the table look at him. “oh and we’re going to clean my face, but again thank you so much, it means the world that you were all here to see me score. see you guys soon. love you!”
with that jack was grabbing your hand and started racing to the car since nobody objected to the idea of you going to start the save the dates. “we’re not even going to look at the save the dates are we?” you asked once you were finally in the car.
he looked over at you before shaking his head, his lips in a thin line. “god no. first we’re getting all of this frosting off my face, and then i believe i was promised something for scoring.”
“yeah, but not until we clean you up.”
he rolled his eyes, “we wouldn’t be in this problem if it wasn’t for you.”
you smiled before pressing a kiss to lips lips which still tasted like the frosting, “oh you love me.”
he nodded his head, “yeah y/n/n, i do. i love you.”
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