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jinkieswouldyoulookatthis · 7 months

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Anti-destiel Wank (sorry but I have to)

If you hardcore ship Destiel, please just scroll on by. Please.

Ok, I'm gonna get myself in trouble, I'm sure, but I gotta get this off my chest...

Destiel may be a perfectly fine ship,

but,

IT'S JUST A SHIP.

In the actual context of the show there IS NO ROMANTIC OR SEXUAL TENSION/RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN DEAN AND CAS.*

Full fucking stop.

Subtext can be interpreted in ANY WAY YOU WANT. It is subjective. You will find whatever you look for in it. Please stop waving subtext interpretations around as if they were objective facts, they aren't. Subtext, by its very definition, relies on implied meaning and understanding, this means it is a subjective interpretation of the media that varies from viewer to viewer. The inherent variations are what make it fanon/headcanon instead of canon.

If you see tension of that sort there and it makes you happy to postulate the what if, then go ahead, that is what fanon and head canon and fan fiction is all about. But if the fact that the tension you think you see isn't being addressed in actual canon makes you grumpy, maybe you need to take some of the fanatic out of your fanning. If you are beginning to think the show creators are actively trying to repress Dean's "true sexuality and feelings" because they are evil, you might need to consider that you've dug in too deep.

Because, like I ship wincest. Yeah, I said it. But I am aware that canon doesn't actually include any level of sexual or romantic (in the modern sense) relationship between Sam and Dean. Wincest is not canon.

Now, are Sam and Dean the real "love" story of the show? Yes, yes they are. That has always been 100% the entire point of Supernatural, the great love story of two brothers struggling to save the world together. It's about family and everything that means, but at its heart, it is about Sam and Dean WInchester. Not all kisses and cuddles and sex kind of love, but love nonetheless. Full stop.

Now, the fact that Destiel is such a popular ship is not surprising to me in the least. Jensen and Misha are two gorgeous guys who share a lot of chemistry on screen and off. And, it is canon that Cas loves Dean. That has been evident since Lazarus Rising (4x01) when Cas was introduced. Castiel's love of Dean Winchester has been his character's main motivation all along and culminated with Cas sacrificing himself to save Dean, after telling him that he loved him in Despair (15x18)

But Dean's main motivation has always been to watch out for his brother. And though Castiel became Dean's best friend, he still comes second to Sam. Nothing against Cas, he just isn't Sam.

So why are so many people so absolutely convinced that Destiel is so real within the context of the story?

Well, I'm pretty sure that it is the same reason that they are so opposed to the idea of wincest.

As we all know, incest is bad, mmmkay? Incest is probably one of the biggest, strongest, cultural taboos we have. So it makes perfect sense that the idea of two blood-related brothers having sexual or romantic feelings for each other is considered icky. It's so off putting that it is a complete no go for even fantasizing about for most people. And that's probably a good thing, tbh, incest should be taboo. But where does that taboo spring from? Why is it so deeply off limits? There are several reasons, but the two main ones are:

That incest can lead to inbreeding.

That incest too often involves molestation or rape of children.

Both of these are seriously bad enough that we all pretty much collectively agree to avoid incestuous relationships. But, do either of these two reasons really apply in the case of Sam and Dean?

The short answer is no. Primarily this is because they are fictional characters that are being played by unrelated actors. But to humor the objectors we'll look at it closer.

We can take the first one right off the table. As two cis men, neither of them is capable of becoming pregnant, so outside of the mpreg (male pregnancy) or gender bending subsets of fanfic tropes, this is not applicable.

The second reason only becomes an issue when talking about the characters earlier in their lives, pre-show or flashbacks. Weecest or teencest, or whatever, are things, but these typically have separate ship names for a reason, because even when dealing with fictional characters this squicks a lot of folks who are otherwise down with the wincest ship. So most content is tagged or labeled as its specific flavor, so anyone can find it or avoid it. But wincest that involves adult Sam and Dean (the specific pairing I'm referring to in this post) doesn't apply to the second reason listed above.

So there really is nothing morally wrong with Sam and Dean having sex with each other. I know that statement is going to bother a whole lot of people, but it is true. Just because something is taboo does not automatically make it morally wrong. Being gay used to be taboo in our culture, and is still taboo for way too many people, even though there is nothing morally wrong with homosexuality.

Now, I wasn't in the fandom back at the beginning of the show, but I've heard tell that the very first Sam/Dean fic was posted just a few hours after the pilot episode aired. A few hours, that's all it took for some highly motivated fan to type out a story where they were more than just brothers. The story is called Reunion. If you watch the pilot, even with your anti-incest goggles on, the chemistry between Jared and Jensen is palpable throughout. There is a reason the show lasted for 15 years, and that reason is that Sam and Dean just work on screen so well together. So if it only took one episode for that ship to be born, what did all the future destiel shippers do? Well I imagine they felt somewhat uncomfortable for the first 60 episodes.

Flash forward to season four and the introduction of Castiel. Finally there was another male character for fans squicked by the notion of sweet, sweet brother loving to focus on! Cas was clearly fixated on Dean more than Sam, which followed the plot since Cas had been instructed to rescue Dean from Hell. As it would turn out, the brothers were destined to be the meatsuits that Michael and Lucifer wore to the big prize fight to determine the fate of the world. Prepping Sam for Lucifer involved him consuming demon blood, which made most of the angelic host view him as an abomination, a factor that Cas had to learn to get past in his relationship with the younger brother. But Dean was ready to go right out of the box, no assembly required for Michael. Castiel, and many of his angelic brethren, as well as a lot of Demons, seem to be drawn to Dean in a way that they just aren't drawn to Sam. Is this fair? Hell no. But I mean, look at him! Jensen has sexual tension with literally everything he comes in contact with, people, food, his car, the man oozes sexual attraction. Don't get me wrong, Jared is a sexy fucking ball of sunshine, and our Sammy is a damned attractive man, but he tends to be more repressed and less openly sexual than his brother, so it is what it is.

Where was I going with this? That's a good question. I got a bit distracted, sorry. Oh right...

At its root, destiel is a reactive projection. There is undeniable tension between characters in the show. Since all of the main cast are male, that tension is highly homoerotic. The two main characters, who are undeniably emotionally enmeshed and co-dependent with each other (a very well established canon fact btw), happen to be blood-related brothers. Oh no! Where is all that tension coming from since we cannot admit or accept that it's coming from them? Ah ha! Here is a new male character that we like, yes, it is obviously coming from his interactions with one of the brothers, even though he wasn't in the first 60 episodes. Yes, it all makes perfect sense now, all that tension was merely foreshadowing.

I've read through all the destiel subtext posts. I've gone back and watched all the scenes they reference multiple times with the express purpose of finding destiel. I'm telling you it is just a fanon ship. Which is 100% fine and good, ship that ship, just stop declaring it more canon than canon, because it's not.

And if you don't like fictional incest, cool, cool, you don't have to. But the underlying sexual tension existed in the first 60 episodes prior to Misha being cast on the show, so it was coming from somewhere. And it'd be cooler if you learned how to scroll past people shipping wincest, like I'm sure you do for all the other weirdass, squicky shit that people post all over the internet. But if it makes your heart beat a little faster to imagine that Dean and Cas have eyesex but that Dean and Sam don't, that's fine. I think it's delusional because neither ship is actually canon and both are 100% A-Ok in fanon, and honestly Jensen doesn't seem to be able to control his eyes, which is not something anyone should feel bad about (it's fucking marvelous) but you do you.

*Castiel does love Dean. He confessed as much, but Dean did not reciprocate. What I am referencing is a mutual romance or attraction, which does not exist.

#anti destiel #anti destihellers #anti hellers #wincest #canon vs fanon #fandom wank #destiel wank #I've been sitting on & adding to/refining this post since Feb 2018 time for it to see the light of day

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still-with-koo · 1 year

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summary: you’ve been having a rough time and you really miss your long distance boyfriend but he hasn’t called or messaged you all day. you start to wonder if the spark is gone.

pairing: jungkook x reader

wc: 1,013

genre/warnings/ratings: 15+, established relationship, angst, fluff, sexual innuendo, kissing. the characters in this story are my own and do not reflect on the members of bts or anyone else. i just use their names. this is all made up and just for fun, please don’t take it too seriously!

a/n: wrote this after being inspired a while back. missing the cozy winter vibes & soft snowflakes. hope you enjoy <3

Looking down at your phone again, you let out a low sigh.

He isn’t going to call, is he?

At this moment, when everything is falling apart, when you’re holding onto the world by a thread afraid you’ll be pulled under, you need him more than ever.

A simple call would be enough. You tried not to give him all of the details but he knew you were going through a hard time.

The least he could do is respond to your text.

Something simple.

Anything.

But it’s ok.

It can’t be easy for him either. The distance is hard on both of you.

Not to mention his boss has been giving him a hard time lately.

You look at your phone again.

It’s 7:32pm. He must be getting ready to go home right now.

He’s been really busy these days. His schedule is all over the place. So busy he hasn’t been able to call you the whole day. A quick text last night was all you’ve heard from him in the last 24 hours.

You think back to the first day you met. He was such a shy little bean. And awkward as hell. But that’s one of the things you loved most about him. He looked at you with the sweetest doe eyes that you are certain you fell in love with him at first sight.

Later he told you he felt exactly the same way. He wasn’t a shy person anymore but somehow you still made him feel that way. You gave him butterflies. Your aura was something he had never encountered before in his entire life. You were like a disney princess come to life, so sweet and gentle, so beautiful in the most unassuming way.

He told you he could not understand how someone could make him feel so nervous and so safe all at once.

As time went on, you fell into a rhythm with each other. You were each other’s safe place, each other’s greatest joy and comfort, each other’s home.

But these last few days you wondered if this was all a fairy tale you dreamed up in your head. It didn’t feel the same anymore.

You’ve been away from each other for so long, thousands of miles separating your bodies making you wonder if he’s used to being away from you, not that you could ever get used to that.

You want him next to you, on top of you, more than ever right at this moment. You miss him so much. You miss the way he looked into your eyes and everything felt right. Without him you’re not home anymore and you can’t help feeling absolutely miserable.

You look out the window. It’s starting to snow, little snowflakes drifting, reflecting the light from the street lamps. You can hear the rumble of cars outside, sounds of laughter and happiness drifting in through the air vents.

You’re so homesick for that feeling it almost sounds like someone is knocking on your door, a distant memory resurfacing to bring you some peace.

Wait, someone is knocking on the door.

“Y/N! Open up, it’s freezing out here!”

It can’t be.

You slowly start towards your door then break into a run. As you throw the door open, the most beautiful face turns to face you, his doe eyes creasing at the edges as a big grin crosses his face.

“Ahhhh Kookie bear!!” You jump on him, throwing your arms around his neck, throwing him off balance in the process and almost knocking him down as he grabs your legs and tightly wraps them around his torso with one hand while picking up his bag with the other.

He manoeuvres his way through the door and kicks the door closed, all the while you have him completely wrapped in your arms, tears streaming down your face as your heart soars, almost bursting out of your chest.

You start to kiss him all over, his hair, his forehead, trailing down to his eyes, his nose, and finally landing on his mouth. He drops his bag to grab your waist with his other arm, pulling you even closer as you both lose any sense of the world around you.

At this moment it’s just you and Jungkook, no one else. You can feel the electricity, as if you were kissing each other for the first time all over again. But it was better. You knew each other’s lines and indents, the ridges of your lips forming perfectly over his, drawing closer and closer, pressing into each other with such fervour as if it was your last kiss.

He starts to smile and you can’t helping smiling too as you kiss him back.

Your lips are still locked together as you start to slide down his body with his hands guiding you down, your feet landing softly on the floor in front of him.

You break apart and look into his eyes. You were surprised to see his eyes were filled with tears as well.

“I missed you so much, baby. You sounded so sad on the phone, I just had to come surprise you.”

“But how did you…? I’m just… I can’t believe you’re standing right here, right in front of me,” you smile, your hand coming up to cup his face and he leans his face into it, his eyes closing slowly as he lets out a low hum.

“I missed this, baby. I missed you so fucking much it hurt,” he whispered, as he opened his eyes and looked at you with such longing you wanted to jump on him again. You grab his hand and start leading him to your bedroom.

He stops you and you turn to face him. A smirk crosses his face as he quirks his eyebrow at you.

“I guess you kind of missed me too, huh?”

“Mhmm,” you tease, giving his hand another squeeze, “Let me show you just how much.”

#jungkook x reader #jungkook fluff #jungkook angst #jungkook fanfic #jungkook imagine #bts fluff #bts angst #bts fanfic #lilo fics #home

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alittlebitofloveliness · 3 days

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In defence of Steve Randle

Listen guys, Steve Randle gets a lot of hate in this fandom and as much as it pains me, it's valid. Everyone has their own interpretation of the source material, and fandom is supposed to be fun, so it is absolutely valid and ok to hate or love any character you want. You can hate Steve for many reasons or for no reason at all! This is fandom! That's ok! The story is for you interpret and love and play with and hate on to your hearts content. HOWEVER, to say that Steve Randle isn't an important character to the novel is simply not true, and to say that he hates Ponyboy requires ignoring or downplaying some pretty key moments of the book. This is especially true for those of you who love Dally but hate Steve, because Steve gets a lot of hate for being kind of a dickhead (which lbr, a lot of seventeen years old are, especially to their friend's little siblings) while Dally gets less for doing a lot worse (harassing Cherry, jumping kids, etc). This isn't to say that either character is better- they're both great, nuanced characters who have done bad things, but the fandoms attitudes towards them when they share a lot of characteristics is really telling. Even Ponyboy's narration about them is pretty similar- Pony doesn't particularly like Steve, and he was canonically scared of Dally, but they're both members of his gang and he doesn't hate either of them. You don't have to like Steve as a character, just like you don't have to like Dally or Darry or Tim Shepard or even Ponyboy, but he is important- and he doesn't hate Ponyboy, nor does Ponyboy hate him.

A really important moment in the book is when Ponyboy and Johnny defend Dally after he harasses Cherry and Marcia.

"Dally's okay," Johnny said defensively, and I nodded. You take up for your buddies, no matter what they do. When you're a gang, you stick up for the members. If you don't stickup for them, stick together, make like brothers, it isn't a gang any more. It's a pack. A snarling, distrustful, bickering pack like the Socs in their social clubs or the street gangs in New York or the wolves in the timber."

This line here is super important. Pony and Johnny were willing to defend Dally after he sexually harrassed Cherry and Marcia- soc girls who they clearly liked and were intimidated by- in the name of being a good friend, because that is what's important to them and their gang. If they're willing to do it in this context for Dally, you'd best believe they'd do the same for Steve, and him for them. Steve can and will rag on Ponyboy within the gang, but he'd never dream of bad mouthing him to anyone else. Dependability is important to the gang, and Steve would never publicly shit talk Pony, and vice verca. Regardless of their squabbles within the gang, at the end of the day they've got each others backs. They're buddies. We see evidence of this at the end of the book, when Pony grabs the bottle and threatens the socs with it.

"You really would have used that bottle, wouldn't you?" Two-Bit had been watching from the storedoorway. "Steve and me were backing you, but I guess we didn't need to. You'd have really cut them up, huh?"

The important thing here is that along with Two-bit, Steve was backing Ponyboy, no questions asked. Sure most of it boils down to Pony being a member of the gang and that deep rooted loyalty to one another, but the context for this scene is that Ponyboy was sitting on Steve's car waiting for Steve and Two to stop flirting with some girls. The three of them were hanging out- without Darry, without Sodapop. It's their school lunch break. We know Ponyboy has middle class friend's at school, or that he could've spent time in the school library. It was a deliberate choice to hang out with Two and Steve. He wasn't forced into it. Canonically, Steve and Ponyboy hang out. Never alone, but they're decent enough friends to hang out together in a group. Doesn't everyone have friends like that? I do. This isn't the only textual instance either where they hang out without the entire gang being present. Early on, Pony offhandedly mentions that sometimes Steve and Soda will buy him pop and teach him about cars if he hangs around the DX.

"I had walked down to the DX station to get a bottle of pop and to see Steve and Soda, because they'll always buy me a couple of bottles and let me help work on the cars."

He could've just said Soda's name here but he didn't. Steve buys Pony pepsi and teaches him about cars, even though he gets annoyed with him when Soda invites him to hang around with them too often. And honestly, who wouldn't? I'd be annoyed if my best friend always invited her little brother along with us, even if I liked the kid. Wouldn't you?

Now, we do need to address the elephant in the room. I'm talking of course, about this quote;

"I'd never tell Soda, because he really likes Steve a lot, but sometimes I can't stand Steve Randle. I mean it. Sometimes I hate him."

I feel like very often people forget the context this quote comes from, and so it's magnitude is blown way out of proportion. Ponyboy has just been jumped and then immediately scolded by his brother who constantly makes him feel foolish and unwanted. He's already scared, embarassed, and defensive and then Steve goes and makes him feel even more unwanted. Of course he wants to lash out. Of COURSE he feels like he hates Steve in that moment. I did even reading it. But Ponyboy doesn't truly hate Steve. This moment is PEAK fourteen year old having a rough night energy, it's not truly representative of Steve as a character or of Ponyboy's feelings towards him. In truth, Steve actually kind of likes Ponyboy and is at very least protective over him. This is evidence by the previous quotes, but also when Ponyboy comes back from Windrixville, and is worried about the state placing him in foster care;

"'No, [Ponyboy said] 'they ain't goin' to put us in a boys' home.' 'Don't worry about it,' Steve said, cocksure that he and Sodapop could handle anything that came up. 'They don't do things like that to heroes.'"

It's subtle, and not immediately obvious to the traumatized fourteen year old who is used to Steve's cocky nature, but this is both a reassurance and a very bold claim. Not only is Steve trying to look out for Ponyboy the way the rest of the gang models- by treating him like a kid, letting the 'adults' worry about grown up issues in a misguided attempt to protect Pony- he is also throwing in his lot to make sure nothing does happen. Based on this quote and the rest of Steve's characterization throughout the book its not hard to infer that Steve would fight tooth and nail to make sure Ponyboy stays safe with his family. Sure, part of it is gang loyalty, part of it is his devotion to soda, but part of it is because he and Ponyboy are buddies in their own right, no matter how much they fight. They are friends- and Steve is an incredibly important character for many reasons, but particularly to add depth to Pony's character, to the bond between the Curtis gang, and to highlight how the Curtis gang differs from the other gangs in Tulsa. Steve is just as much an outsider as the rest of the gang, and it's disingenuous to say otherwise no matter how much you may hate him as a character.

#the outsiders #steve randle #ponyboy curtis #darry curtis #two bit mathews #sodapop curtis #lovelythoughts

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tornoleander · 8 months

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How Nahdakan is written weirdly predatory (Sorta Essay)

TW: Discussion of sexual predators and their behavior this might get rough.

(If I’m missing any content warnings please let me know. Please check if you are ok to hear this before reading. Though knowing signs of predators can be helpful. Will warn you this might ruin his character for you)

You absolutely can Ignore this aspect of him and love him as a villain! Don’t be guilty, It’s fiction you’re allowed to do that! (Please don’t attack anyone who likes him)

However If you’re like me this may explain some of your repressed Skybound feelings.

Nadakhan always unsettled me, even back when I was 12 and watched it for the first time. I loved Skybound then, even though the wishes didn’t make sense and the misogyny pissed me off (still dose). But I’ve rewatched it quite a bit, and as an adult know exactly why It made me feel like that.

Nahdakan as he is in the show displays many signs of being a sexual predator. (Not just cause Nya). And in my opinion they should have written him differently.

It might sound like a surprising allegation at first but to many adults I know in the fandom, It’s not much of a hot take. But I wanted to compile the evidence in one place so I wouldn’t have to reexplain this.

What’s a Predator?

A sexual predator is a person who seeks out sexual contact with another person in a predatory or abusive manner. People who are sexual predators may or may not have committed sex crimes but all sexual predators have sought out inappropriate contact.

Those who exploit others in a sexual manner they see sex as a form of dominance and control.

Vile enough to make someone wish it all away.

Now I’m not saying Nadakhan definitely did something or he’s for sure a predator. But I am saying for some reason he displays common traits of these kinds of people.

Seeks Out Vulnerable Individuals:

Profiling suggests sexual predators often target vulnerable individuals who are more likely to be victimized or overcome due to their age, lack of knowledge, or emotional or mental capacity.

This is the very talked about part but Nya is 15-17 Jay and the ninja are vaguely 16-18. Nadakhan is like thousands of years old. Which makes the plot creepy. But other than the fact that he’s messing with teenagers he preys on their emotional vulnerability.

Think of the first scene with him and Jay. He watches from afar Nya was alone too but he saw how hurt Jay was and targeted him.

Same thing later, when he was distressed about being adopted.

Grooming Behavior:

A predator may seek to groom the person by establishing their trust to facilitate abuse, such as spending excessive time with them or singling them out, or giving gifts.

All of Nahdakan’s kindness is a trap, He talks about his wishes like he’s giving them something and helping them. He is with the ninja as soon as and as long as they’re alone.

Speaking about himself in terms of what he can gift others. Obviously leaving out the wishes consequences.

Evasion and Secrecy:

On the topic of singling them out, sexual predators will often hide their actions and keep it private to not revealing their activity.

Nadakhan waits till they are alone to prey on them. Or teleports the ninja away like he did with Kai.

After Nahdakan gives Jay his wishes he doesn’t tell anyone. His guilt and shame from accepting Nadakhan’s offer keeps their secret. (Just so you know if an old man pulls you aside and starts gifting you shit tell someone.)

And Nahdakan doesn’t talk to his crew about his plans for Nya at all, he keeps it to himself.

Manipulative and Controlling:

Sexual predators use their personalities to flatter, course, and control others around them and utilize deception. Predators may insult victim and use gaslighting tactics to make them believe that they are at fault.

This one is very straightforward manipulation is his thing. But here’s a few.

- Manipulates Jay into making his first and second wish

- Manipulates Kai and Zane into his blade

- Expresses very controlling behavior over Jay as his prisoner.

- And grossly controlling of Nya Literally with magic later on.

Sadism

As a quick note Nadakhan messes with Jay a lot and seems delighted by his suffering. From physically, trying to intimidate, jumping out to scare him, causing emotional harm to just straight up torture in scrap n tap. And he’s SO pleased by it.

Ignoring Physical Boundaries

Sexual Predators overstep boundaries, this may be seen as a harmless touch on the back, hand, or leg. But it can progress to unwelcome contact and unwanted sexual advances.

THIS is the most obvious and damning evidence I have. He Does NOT respect personal space. The Djinn’s so fucking touchy it makes me nauseous. Here’s some examples but his body language during all his scenes is like this.

“Too slow Junkyard boy”

On top of that he like explicitly doesn’t care about consent.

First, the ending of the episode, where he leans in to kiss Nya. Something she obviously would not agree to EWW what the fuck Ninjago then this.

“If you want come willingly , Nya-

So yeah, the way Nadakhan behaved and was written in the show is not OK. Watch Skybound with what I said in mind and you’ll see what I mean.

Nadakhan doesn’t actually do anything I hear you. but this kinda behavior is already too much.

I also wouldn’t be so sure he did nothing, unfortunately, I have some evidence here. so I’m working on a sorta part two to this post with the captains quarters theory part.

#ninjago #ninjago ninja #ninjago jay #ninjago skybound #ninjago nadakhan #ninjago kai #ninjago nya #ninjago thoughts #ninjago theory #tw predator #cw sa implied #captain’s quarters theory #Oli’s Skybound insanity #Oli Speaks

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sailorblossoms · 11 months

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Baz & biting Simon

(And why I think it’s ok if he never wants to do it)

I never thought about this before (maybe because I don't get the appeal of a vampire's bite, what with all the blood and the stabbing and being poisoned and the pain, but other people finding it hot isn't my business) (neck kisses though... that I get). I have seen the arguments in favor of Baz biting Simon, ranging from "I think that would be good for Baz's character development" to "I personally think it's hot." I accepted them (hell, I might have even thought of or written a biting scene considering the former, I don't remember) and that was that... until I saw the arguments in favor of respecting that Baz doesn't want to bite Simon.

For starters, one needs to consider what biting Simon would mean. People have read Baz's vampire nature as connected to his queerness – he often thinks about them in the same breath (very grimly including "which one is the one getting me discriminated against right now" scenarios... "I don't know if Daphne means me getting cured of the vampirism or the gayness" kinda puts homophobia on the same level as being against vampirism).

In that vein, Baz being alright with biting Simon as part of sexy times is seen as synonymous with Baz fully embracing his queerness; Baz loving every part of himself just like how Simon loves every part of him. This is where I would usually call it a day, but... actually, I don't think it's right to completely lean on the vampire identity as synonymous with his queer identity 100%. As a metaphor, it's not the only thing it can represent (I once read a good meta that saw the ways he has to plan around it etc as a metaphor for disability). In a more literal sense, the books give you enough to question the WOM's treatment of vampires. But seeing vampires in Las Vegas getting smart about drinking blood without killing doesn't erase the predatory nature associated with them... so I think it's a delicate conversation that needs to know where to draw lines, where to connect, and where to separate things.

I think much comes out of the scene where Simon says there's "nothing about you I don't want." But one also needs to consider that, while Simon absolutely means it (which is a powerful thing to convey to Baz, who has always felt he's loved in spite of who he is) when asked about why he wanted Baz to bite him, his answer to that specific question is not "I think that would be good for you" but "I personally think it's hot" (even if wanting to be with Baz when he hunts and "they should see him draining a deer!" or something highlights that it makes Simon happy and proud to see Baz getting his needs fulfilled without shame, "I want him to bite me, specifically" is more about Baz's hotness, compared to Simon wanting to try kinky stuff). And you can see that without him having to say it: when Baz is asking him about past sexual experience, Simon keeps trying to change the subject, eventually going to "I want to focus on actually sexy things, so you should let me watch you drink the nasty little rats I lovingly helped you catch."

So eventually we arrive at: it makes Baz uncomfortable to be asked this. It causes him distress, even. The fact that Simon would be into it, by itself, or even as motivation is... not a good reason to challenge Baz's feelings. One should never do anything they don't want or feel comfortable with sexually for someone else's sake. Centering Simon's desire over Baz's comfort is... well. Even more when Simon himself is just discovering desire and what it means to him – at this point, he doesn't actually know what he would be into, so he's just saying shit. All Simon actually knows is that he's into Baz, and all Baz-related things are a turn on (just like how Baz is like "wouldn't have considered myself a tail guy, but since Simon has one..." before giving him a tail job.) More importantly, I think Simon means it when he promises he won't bring it up again upon noticing Baz's distress. Simon wants to take care of him and make him happy – he won't push Baz to do anything that makes him uncomfortable (especially since Simon has experience with unwanted sexual situations, which has very likely contributed to his issues with intimacy) (I have many posts about that, finding them though...)

Then comes the point about self-acceptance. About how Baz deserves to love every part of himself as much as Simon loves him. Realistically, a lot of us have parts about ourselves that we don't like, parts that we can't change, but become okay with them by negotiating with them. Perhaps not really comparable, but just for the sake of giving an example: disliking one's body shape, but learning how to dress in a way that flatters it. Finding features we like and highlighting them. Learning how to manage bad moods.

I don't really think Baz needs to bite Simon to find any sort of self-acceptance. Baz is a natural caretaker. He has a soft heart. Even in a fight where he's in actual danger, he holds back – he doesn't want to hurt others (and only snaps if Simon is in danger or gets hurt). The predatory nature of a vampire goes against Baz's very core. And an essential part of that predation is in making humans targets. In putting humans at the bottom of a food chain. This is not something Baz can separate from a vampire bite, and he's not the type to be into about whatever role-power-play shenanigans that someone else could get out of that. When someone in Las Vegas is taking a sip, they have enough practice to let the human walk away alive, but for convenience – they don't give a shit about the actual human (I imagine people died in the process of figuring out when to stop and in mastering the control required for it). On top of that, Baz has trauma around hunting (killing) in a way that hurts him (pets). Simon is the person Baz loves the most – what Baz needs is not to put himself in a "predatory role" when Simon is the target. He doesn't need to put Simon in a position where there is even the slightest chance of Simon getting hurt, and worst of all: of Baz being responsible. Just the thought it's traumatizing for him. When Baz chooses to only eat certain types of animals (because pets too feed into his self-hatred) he's already negotiating with something about himself he doesn't like. He's turning something he hates about himself into something he can accept. Into something he can live with. I do think Baz has issues he needs to work on, but I don't think modifying his diet is required. The way in which he figured how to solve his drinking needs is pretty good when considering Baz's essence, his wants and needs. When considering how Baz wants to live his life.

Which takes me to health and immortality. Another argument in favor is that Baz will look more "healthy" if he were to drink human blood... but what else is there? Are optics important if Baz is still able to function healthily with his dietary choices? The only other thing human blood brings in this universe is immortality, something that's so unthinkable it's actually paralyzing for Baz. I've seen the idea that Baz should embrace that too; I disagree, and I fail to see an argument strong enough in favor ("it would be cool" for him? the hell it would). Immortality too goes against Baz's very nature: the idea of outliving everyone he has ever loved, for someone like Baz, would be the worst kind of torture. The fact that drinking human blood is the key to living forever just means there's actually not a single reason strong enough for Baz to have a change of heart. On the contrary: it's a good reason to fucking double down on his stance. "He could just take a little sip; enough to gain some color but not enough for immortality" But why? He can barely control when his fangs drop, why would he bother doing all that, when it implies trial and error with something that could risk Simon's safety? He wouldn't do it even if it meant just Simon getting a bit dizzy and shit.

Finally, there's the argument on why people would rather respect Baz's wishes. The thing that made me reconsider every single point in favor of biting and not finding them as strong as this. It's very simple, really, so I'll be brief here: it's the idea of having a boundary or hard line that others can't understand... that others believe it's something to "get over," that "can't be good for you," and needs to be changed. Something one "should grow out of," which heavily resonates with people who are in the acespectrum (I think the writing in these books are very ace friendly) or who are aromantic, or don't want to drink alcohol or do or want anything that society pressures us to do or want or else "something is wrong with us."

Baz not biting humans is a boundary that matters to him, even if biting doesn't end in death... His own experience with getting bitten sucked ass, anyway. It changed him in ways beyond his control – his boundary is how he gains control of who he is, and how he sees himself. It provides comfort. So when the author says "I might change my mind someday, but I think this boundary is important for him to maintain" and wants to honor that, I'm inclined to support it.

#simon snow #snowbaz #baz pitch #simon snow trilogy #baz x simon #baz grimm pitch #carry on #awtwb #snow for christmas #simon x baz

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ok I finished my rewatch here is the S1 recap brought to you by my brain juices having been put in a blender after that. I will tell you guys, rewatching S1 after watching S2 is so incredibly rewarding this show is just. really good!! it is!! now here are my various disorganized thoughts:

shannon's death scene is so much more hard-hitting on a rewatch. the way when she's being carried she asks for mary then reaches for her is so incredibly intimate she's surrounded by her sisters but she wants mary at her side and the ensuing goodbyes are very much heart-wrenching and there is NO way to read shannon/mary as not romantic especially since we later get hints from everyone that it was pretty much an open secret? everyone knew their relationship was special. props to the cast for delivering such an emotional scene that comes this early in the show (the tear falling from beatrice's face to land on shannon's as she kisses her forehead and says "I'll miss you, sister" is just. Cinéma. Filmé)

the way it is stressed time and again that resurrection is something the halo provides specifically for ava. there's also the way there's a direct parallel with areala bc they're both the only warrior nuns to have received the halo AGAINST their wills and I think you could say resurrection happened for areala too which is very interesting and very neat (the way these two bookend the cycle of warrior nun being fed into the church killing machine)

the way it is basically textual that vincent was the drunk driver that caused ava's accident and that is INSANE. they're both at the center of how the trajectory of their lives was fundamentally rewritten and they're both the cause that sets them on their path. vincent becomes her father figure and develops genuine affection for her and he fills a place in her life that has always been empty before and this really sets the scene for their S2 interactions.

on the topic of vincent there are so many scenes where he stands around in apparent deep meditation and comes afterwards with answers or a set course and those are literally the moments he gets his visions/messages from adriel and it happens right under our noses and we're none the wiser!! you only catch it on rewatch

ava's bisexuality is hinted at so early like literally the first person to hit on her and offer her a drink is a girl!! and then when she escapes the cat's cradle she says "I'm gonna make love to" pointed look at a girl "someone" like it was there right at the beginning

JC is the best person to have a first lay with! I am a person who subscribes to ship having to be each other's true loves not necessarily their first loves and JC was safe and harmless enough for ava to explore things that were denied her in her past life (sexuality, desire, infatuation) bc in the grand scheme of things JC does not matter. and ava subconsciously KNOWS this. ava is never 100% vulnerable or open with JC and not just bc of, you know, the supernatural things happening around and to her constantly but even the most basic information abt herself she withholds for a LONG time. JC is very interesting thematically bc he's what ava thinks freedom looks like and what she thinks she wants but absolutely not what she needs (which is basically what she explores all throughout S1). He's an uprooted vagrant person not beholden to anyone but his own whims but that means he never develops any significant bonds there's no purpose and no real belonging with him. Hell, he leaves his partners of 18 months for ava who he met a week ago. His entire character is based on leaving whereas ava wants, deep down, someone who will stay for and with her. all throughout.

the vincent monologue at the end of episode 1 hits different on a rewatch "prophets are hard to come by in these times" and he went and fashioned himself into one!! this whole things has been him trying to find a type of salvation that the church does not offer him!! especially since he's haunted by who he was in the past and when he joined the OCS he thought maybe this darkness is a demon that can be exorcised and confronted that it was in fact all him he wanted a miracle powerful enough to banish that very darkness. adriel probably sensed that vulnerability in him and came to him in visions using that to get him onboard

mary's whole s1 arc is basically that tough action guy whose wife gets killed and he goes on a rampage to find out who did it and why. she's a female john wick. which. again. I am puzzled by the fact that shannon and mary was apparently not written to read as romantic?? my dearest people you WROTE it that way. you tapped into the romance tropes.

lilith is somehow both an eldest daughter (derogatory) and a middle child (derogatory). and also a bitch and a delight and I love her so much

JC. repeatedly. and I say. REPEATEDLY. offers ava moments of vulnerability where he opens up abt himself and his life and ava offers NOTHING in return. ava is extremely guarded even as she wants him and only offers up her story when she has to and even then it's mostly to distract him from asking questions abt who the people after her are. and that's juxtaposed with how ava, after that very painful moment with mother superion and being offered comfort from beatrice, legitimately opens up to beatrice almost instantly there. Beatrice hugs her once and ava is like I spent 12 years not feeling anything below my chest I didn't kill myself I have a very complicated relationship with nuns and thus catholicism bc I wasn't treated well like the contrast there is mindblowing.

bringing me to my next point: ava instinctively: 1/knows beatrice is safe, 2/knows she is safe with beatrice, 3/ wants to trust beatrice SO BAD. and she wants intensely, for beatrice to believe her and (then in the back end of season once they're paired up) to believe in her

ava fleeing the OCS is done so well bc in 24hrs she gets put through mother superion's psychological warfare, then she hears abt the previous halobearer who I'm sure she was picturing as someone of a certain age then sees the picture and realizes shannon died young, then she goes visiting the murals of the cat's cradle and all the warrior nuns are pictured young and fighting demons, constantly, AND THEN she reads that part abt how areala died her second death YOUNG too. she gets hit with the reality of this fate, the danger of it, the certainty of a death that'll come sooner rather than later as she's appointed humanity's champion while having to fight horrors beyond a normal human's comprehension constantly. ofc my girl bailed. it's all done so very well everything that has to do with ava's arc is insanely well written

jillian calls beatrice "a petite member of the clergy" when she sees the footage of beatrice taking out an entire security team and that is SO FUCKING FUNNY. imagine calling beatrice petite to her face

on that topic beatrice's hallway fight gets projected to a room full of journalists and I am obsessed with that. did she go viral on the internet were there memes abt ninja nuns going feral

all throughout when something happens that pushes against the Norms and Rules beatrice will question it and it can come off as cold but really it's bc Beatrice strives on structure!! if she has to step outside the bounds of it, it better be righteous and worth it. like when she asks if vincent is intent on not giving the halo to lilith and keeping it within ava and he says yes her first reflex is but lilith is next in line. but the politics. this isn't to say beatrice was FOR killing ava like the moment she hears it could kill her she's NOT down to take it away from her but everytime the Order of Things is challenged Beatrice has to be walked through as to why. and if it's WORTH it. which oh boy the way this ties to her S2 arc makes me slightly insane bc ava comes barreling through that structure and beatrice says yes. she is worth upending my whole world for anyway-

Which is NOT to say that beatrice will take well to any kind of authority you actually have to earn her respect otherwise beatrice has. absolutely. zero chill. the tone she takes with duretti who's the fucking CARDINAL. from VATICAN. a pope HOPEFUL?? she is polite yes but curt and cold and very much flirting with impertinence like duretti tries to seduce her into his clique the way he did lilith and it fails astronomically and she basically tells him to go fuck himself?? to A CARDINAL?? DIRECT OVERSIGHT OVER THE OCS?? FROM THE VATICAN??? "you may always count on me to remain faithful. to God." and did you call him a power hungry whore too did you give him the finger beatrice???????

anyway I miss this show so fucking much

#warrior nun #this is a mess of jumbled thoughts it's here for safekeeping #wn S1 recap #might do another post abt supes/ava bc my god. what a layered relationship #and a dedicated JC vs beatrice post bc that specifically drives me insane

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4 chapters in one day, you my lovely are an angel!

Lots of thoughts, but the main ones are…

1. Waking up with her clothes on was a good sign, I’m very glad they didn’t actually have sex. But I’m ok with B thinking they did..

2. Steve actually being a good guy was something I didn’t see coming. I think I was putting too much on him being part of the drama in a dramatic way. Maybe he still will be art of it but in a less manipulative way than I’ve been thinking imagining in my head.

3. Pockets epic exit line when she and Sam were leaving for their mission was 🔥

In general, once again, her and Tony’s relationship is epic. I love how much he cares for her.

I don’t hate Tony but in other respects I probly feel about him, a bit like you do about Steve in some ways. Love RDJ and Tony just not in that way

Q: will we ever hear details of how J ended up on the Jet with B?

I’m not using the alternate names because I’m not creative enough to think up so many different ones but I love some of the options others have come up with. Cunthage is one of my favourites.

You're gonna hate me, because I'm going back to one part a day, at least for a while, until I have a better buffer of material for With Friends Like These. I have been spending all my nights on Tumblr updating and responding to updates, and haven't been writing, so I need to get back to that :/ 1. I am also very glad they didn't actually have sex. It was very important to me that Bucky thought they did, hence why I framed it the way I did.

2. Steve was being a good guy more out of guilt than anything else. He's involved with the drama to an extent, but he's not evil; just being selfish.

3. When that final line for Pocket came to me, please believe me when I tell you that I CACKLED, lol. I get a big kick out of amusing myself, and that line amused me to no end. I'm so glad everyone's enjoyed it as much as I have!

I fucking LOVE her and Tony. Like, almost as much as (if not more than) her and Bucky. Tony is probably my absolute favorite MCU character, which is weird, because while I definitely think RDJ is exceptionally handsome (and my go-to face for all react gifs), I'm not sexually attracted to Tony (those spots FIRMLY belong to Bucky and Thor, lol)? But I love him so much; he's just so charismatic, and I wanted to explore that with someone who genuinely cared for him like Pepper does, but without the romantic element, and I ended up with this. We will definitely learn how Jambalaya ended up on the Quinjet to Russia.

HOW IN THE HOLY HELL DID I MISS CUNTHAGE?!?!?! THAT IS FUCKING BRILLIANT! TEN POINTS TO GRIFFYNDOR FOR THAT NAME!!!! MY GOD!

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babyspacebatclone · 1 year

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I’ve been wanting to talk about the WebToon “My In-Laws are Obsessed with Me” and why it’s one of my absolute favorite stories just about ever, but haven’t had enough mental presence to go into it all.

(Warning: Romance comic, but amazing slow burn marriage of convenience between two traumatized individuals that is done exceptionally well, and even though you want both sides to spit stuff out you completely empathize with why they’re being respectful and/or still not in a position to recognize they’re falling in love)

But the most recent free episode!!!

🤩🤩🤩

It’s just a small thing, and I can’t even discuss it beyond broad strokes because it involves just about every single spoiler for the metaplot.

But! But!!!!

One thing I love the most about this series is that everyone in it is intelligent.

And not the “good at math smarty smart” kind.

This is not a series where the main character has to do everything because people are chained to their idiot balls.

I’ll say there is a curse involved, and the MC initially is like “Ok, time to do some research on this mystery!”

And then is introduced to the members of the afflicted family who have dedicated their lives to that single thing, becoming doctors in order to treat and research the curse, and the MC is just “Oh, right, they’d have already tried.”

There’s been a theory in the back of my head, never actually mentioned aloud in the series but pretty obvious (in the best way!) given the mechanics of the curse and a recent evolution of it.

In this episode, the female MC hesitantly goes up to her “marriage of convenience” husband and merely suggests this particular theory as he is the one in a position to ask questions…

Well, “suggests,” she brings up the relevant antagonist…

And he calmly goes over all the research he has already done into the matter, evidence for and against, pointing out the things she’s previously brought up that lead him to suspect things and it’s just…

They’re so smart!! They’re so proactive!!!!

The only thing that’s kept me from gushing earlier is a recent revelation that a major character has suffered sexual trauma in the past.

So please, if respectful depictions of “someone was drugged and put into a traumatizing situation in order to try and force them into marriage” is something you can’t deal with, please know this WebToon is respectful about it but it is a huge part of a character’s backstory and, sadly, the current plot.

If you can handle that, though???

This WebToon is a must read.

Even if you’re not into slow burn romances, even if you think all cishet romances are boring and pointless (which is wrong, btw, from my pan perspective).

The episodic formula sadly seemed to push the earliest episodes into a very rushed pace in order to lay enough plot points to get readers interested.

But once the marriage of convenience happens, this is a masterclass in writing.

On how to make empathetic, relatable characters who make decisions that make sense.

Bad decisions because of believable circumstances, good decisions based upon their own strengths.

In how to integrate clues to a metaplot through the narrative, and also have the characters react naturally to them.

The visual storytelling is also just so so good, you can tell so much about what the characters outside the mc are thinking!

If you haven’t yet and WebToon stuff is your thing, read this series!!!

#my in laws are obsessed with me #webtoon #seriously #saturday night is a highlight of my week #because i love this series so much #slow burn romance #romance webtoon

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aemiron-main · 1 year

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ok so I was in a gay mike Mood today so here’s a passionate ramble abt it from earlier because regardless of whether you’re a gay Mike truther or anything else, the idea that Mike being gay/having never loved El would hurt El more than him falling out of love with her/is inconsiderate to her and her character arc is absolutely fucking stupid and imo, Mike being gay is actually the sexuality for Mike that is the GENTLEST and KINDEST to el’s character and works with her themes and arcs Perfectly in a way that no other version of Mike does. You don’t have to agree with me on this but I’m literally going insane seeing the “people who think Mike is gay don’t care about El” takes because IMO and like I’m gonna talk abt more in-depth in my full analysis, again, gay Mike is actually the resolution/sexuality for Mike that is the best for El/cares about her the MOST.

Why do I think this? Why do I love gay Mike narratively when it comes to Mike and El’s relationship and the end of it and SPECIFICALLY from the perspective of caring about El and wanting to make sure that she gets her happy ending/that her arcs and themes are resolved in a happy and satisfying way?

BECAUSE EL REALIZES IT WAS NEVER ABOUT HER!!!! SHE REALIZES THAT IT WAS NEVER ABOUT HER ABILITY TO *BE* LOVED BUT RATHER ABOUT HIS INABILITY TO LOVE HER, AND THAT ITS NOT ANYTHING AT ALL ABOUT WHO/WHAT SHE IS OR ANYTHING SHES DONE BUT INSTEAD ABOUT WHO/WHAT MIKE IS (GAY). AND SO SHE REALIZES. WHY MIKE COULDNT SAY HE LOVED HER. WHY HE PHYSICALLY STRUGGLED TO SAY IT TO HER FACE IN THE S3 AISLE SCENE. ITS NOT THAT HE DIDNT WANT TO SAY IT, IT WAS THAT HE COULDNT, IT WASNT THAT HE DIDNT WANT TO LOVE HER ITS THAT HE CANT. EL REALIZING THAT THIS IS SOMETHING MIKE CANNOT CONTROL AND REALIZING HOW HE *IS* DIFFERENT (callback to the s4 bedroom fight scene where she said he doesn’t understand what it’s like to be different & I think that in the s5 OST in this Mike and El breakup scene we’re going to get a track that has parts of the ‘being different’ track incorporated into it) AND JUST. EL REALIZING FINALLY THAT ITS NOT HER THAT NEEDS TO CHANGE THAT HE DOESNT SEE HER AS THE MONSTER, BUT INSTEAD SEES HIMSELF AS THE MONSTER, AS THE FREAK.

El who realizes that every single time mike lied to her was because he was lying to himself. El, who is so focused on “friends don’t lie,” and was upset about Mike lying to her because it implied that they weren’t friends, realizing that it was never about anything she did, but rather, Mike was lying to himself, it was about him, and that he doesn’t have to lie anymore and they can be friends.

El, someone who feels unlovable not only realizing that it was never about her being unloveable but rather abt mikes inability to love her bc he’s gay, but also seeing somebody who tried so HARD to love her, who saw her as somebody who deserved love SO MUCH that he would cut out parts of himself and repress himself in an attempt to give her the love that he thought she deserved. And how people in el’s life like brenner have never actually *tried* to love her, but Mike tried SO HARD but couldn’t love her in the right way (not that brenner loved El romantically but yknow general love) and how Mike can’t fully love her platonically as long as they’re in a relationship bc of the lying and the idea that lying = not friends/lack of platonic love. People who COULD love El didn’t even try to, but Mike, who CANT love her still saw her as SO worthy of love that he tried so hard to love her.

Mike didn’t not love her bc he felt she didn’t deserve love- he COULDNT love her but tried so hard to, because he DOES feel that she deserves it. El feeling like Mike didn’t give enough in their relationship- but then realizing just how much he gave up for it, how much of HIMSELF he repressed and gave up for it.

Like. Platonic Elmike with gay Mike specifically makes me so emotional for these reasons!! It’s such a beautiful conclusion to their arcs!!

El feels unlovable for who she is & so if there’s smthn that Mike doesn’t like about her & fell out of love with her over then it’s still ABOUT HER, she still feels unlovable. Those sort of messy situations happen IRL and Mike wouldn’t be morally bad for falling out of love with El, but it wouldn’t be a satisfying, happy conclusion to El’s themes and arcs, because El has been set up in a way with gay Mike in mind from the start, so her themes and arcs are meant to work in tandem with Mike being gay.

Like I just!! Not to mention the acceptance and relief that Mike would feel from El in all this and the deepened understanding between them!! But focusing on El and her feelings specifically because that’s what this post is about: I just am so emotional rn about El realizing that Mike tries to love her, that despite everything, he saw her as so worthy of love that he tried to give it to her even when it was killing him and forcing him to repress himself. He saw El as so worthy of love that he’d stew in hatred towards himself if it meant that she could feel loved, because he TRIED to love her even at the cost of his own mental well-being. El, who thought that Mike didn’t love her because of something wrong with HER, realizing that it was something “wrong” with him instead, realizing that he IS different, just like her, and that she was wrong to say that he isn’t different during the bedroom scene. The narrative BEAUTY of El feeling most loved at the END of her relationship with Mike, how his inability to love her is beautifully and ironically exactly what makes her feel loved, because a.) it wasn’t about her/her ability to BE loved but his ability TO love her and b.) he tried SO HARD to love her because he saw her as so worthy of love. El feeling so loved because of the realization that Mike can’t and didn’t love her romantically?? It’s such a beautiful narrative!!

El feels unlovable. Mike feels incapable of loving. But neither is true. El cannot be loved romantically by Mike because Mike is incapable of romantically loving her- but that doesn’t mean that El is incapable of being loved as a whole, and it doesn’t mean that mike is incapable of loving as a whole, he just can’t love her, and so she can’t be romantically loved by him, and because of the ties between “lying = not friends,” and the strain that their romantic relationship put on their friendship and prevented them from even getting to fully KNOW eachother, he can’t fully platonically love her until the romantic relationship is over!!

El Hopper is so loved. And she’s going to realize this and it’s going to be tied to gay Mike!! And it’s so narratively beautiful!! El realizing how much Mike tried to love her, how highly he thinks of her, how much of himself he gave up in his attempts to love her, how much it hurt him to try and love her, but he did it anyways because he sees her as being worthy of love and happiness and was trying to be the one to make sure that she got it?? It’s so good!!! There’s so many people who treated El HORRIBLY, and didn’t even fucking try to love her, people from the lab, and the bullies, but Mike TRIED, people who COULD have loved her but didn’t even try versus somebody who CANT love her but tried so hard??? El is going to feel so loved, it’s a perfect tie-in to her arcs about feeling unlovable, like a monster. El realizing that Mike doesn’t see her as a monster but instead sees himself as one?? Sees himself as the different/freak one?? And dismissed El’s feelings of being a “freak/monster” because Mike thinks so highly of her and so lowly of himself & sees HIMSELF as a freak/monster for being gay that he can’t process El feeling like a freak/monster because he sees her as being in completely different league than him. But that also puts him in a position of seeing her as a superhero which is something she Doesn’t want- but then they both realize that neither is a hero and neither is a monster and that they’re both actually deeply similar and that the they’re both just different, they’re not monsters, they’re different. And that’s not a bad thing! And Mike is going to realize that it isn’t a bad thing! Because El is different and so is he, and he thinks so highly of El that if he’s different, like her, then he can’t be a monster/awful for being different, because El isn’t a monster/awful for being different.

So yeah. Please cut it out with the absolutely ridiculous “gay mike ‘truthers’ don’t care about el,” and “mike being gay would be mean to el compared to mike being bi or unlabelled” rhetoric because it’s the literally the absolute opposite.

#stranger things #byler #mike wheeler #st analysis #mike wheeler analysis #milkvan #elmike #and before people start whining I’m not saying ‘thinking Mike is bi is stupid’ I’m saying ‘thinking that Mike being gay means ppl don’t care #about El and it would be mean to el’ is fucking stupid and demonstrates a lack of understanding of both El AND Mike and their themes & arcs #gay mike wheeler

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Q&A for Anger is but Passion Borne of Love

@waterho-writes and I can still hardly believe how much love and support we've gotten on this Bowuigi fic, so we want to thank y'all for sticking around on this journey! We're only about halfway through the story, and we can't wait for y'all to read the rest.

Below the cut is the Q&A with all your questions. Enjoy!

Q: Did Mario and Luigi come from Earth like in canon or have they always been in the fantasy world?

It’s a passing mention in Chapter 1, but Mario and Luigi grew up in an orphanage that still sends them a monthly stipend (allowance). They’ve always been a part of this Regency-era Mushroom Kingdom, but are still outcasts in a way.

Q: Is Luigi allergic to flowers?

Not all flowers, just the really pollen-y and smelly ones (like lilies).

Q: How tall are Luigi and Bowser?

Luigi is 5’8” (~172cm) and Bowser is 6’4” (~193cm) For a visual reference:

Q: What happened at the trial?

Keep reading to find out!

Q: Are we gonna get Bowuigi smut??

Waterho: There will absolutely be smut. GreyEnnuigi can only stop me for so long. 😈 GreyEnnuigi: Don’t worry; the Explicit Sexual Content and Dom/sub tags are not just for show (and note that we did not add the Rape/Non-con archive warning). Consensual spicy times will come! And so will Bowser and Luigi!

Q: Could you give a summary of the smut in the chapter notes if it’s plot-relevant?

The smut will be plot-relevant at some points, so we can definitely do this.

Q: Will Luigi get his own emotional support animal for his anxiety (like Polterpup)?

Waterho: Does Bowser count as an emotional support animal? GreyEnnuigi: We haven’t planned for a Polterpup in this story, as there’s already a fair bit going on plotwise. Putting a dog into the mix might well and truly throw us off the rails. ;)

Q: Will Luigi be able to overcome his anxiety? I want to see Luigi put someone in their place after they insulted him.

Luigi actually does this during the announcement dinner in Chapter 8 in this exchange with Lord Booking: Lord Booking paled a bit, his mouth turning into a slight frown. “Indeed. Such a delicate flower must be hidden away, for exposure to that world would surely wither it.” […] [Luigi] straightened himself up, still holding Lord Koopa’s hand open in both of his own, then addressed Lord Booking directly: “Some flowers may thrive in the shade and wilt in the sun, but it does not make them any less a part of this world, Lord Booking.” Lord Booking is implying that Bowser is hiding Luigi away because he’s a commoner in a noble’s world and can’t handle the change. Luigi’s response is essentially, “Yeah, I’m a commoner and I’ve lived my life differently, but that doesn’t mean I don’t belong here.” Don’t worry, we like character growth in this house. ;) GreyEnnuigi: On the same sort of subject, if you ever have questions about the fancy Regency language, don’t be afraid to ask! It’s very flowery and can be complicated, especially if English isn’t your first language. I’d be happy to “translate” any passages for you into modern English.

Q: Is there going to be a good or bad ending?

There is going to be a happy ending! This is a fairytale retelling, after all. ;)

Q: You started this fic as a joke, but now it’s not a joke anymore. How did that conversation happen?

A few things to note before we answer this: 1. GreyEnnuigi has wanted to write a Regency AU for a while. 2. We saw the Mario movie together and started reading Bowuigi fics because we couldn’t get enough. 3. We noticed that a lot of Bowuigi fics had a Beauty and the Beast theme. With that out of the way, here’s the transcript of how that conversation played out over text messages: 22:48 Waterho Ok hear me out 22:49 Waterho Bowuigi Beauty and the beast set in a regency setting 22:49 GreyEnnuigi omg wait haha 22:49 GreyEnnuigi but like 22:49 GreyEnnuigi is Bowser still koopa 22:50 GreyEnnuigi or is he big beefcake human 22:50 Waterho Big beefcake human obviously 22:50 GreyEnnuigi excellent 22:51 Waterho The more I fall down the bowuigi hole, the more I feel like I gotta try my hand at it lmao 22:51 Waterho That movie changed me [sparkles emoji] 22:51 GreyEnnuigi bro the URGE i have had this week 22:51 GreyEnnuigi it's undeniable 22:51 Waterho Why are we like this 22:52 GreyEnnuigi i prefer not to ask questions like that 22:52 GreyEnnuigi BUT LISTEN 22:52 Waterho This was a children’s movie why did they have to make The Scene so spicy 22:52 GreyEnnuigi if you can give me plot and conflict and incidents 22:52 Waterho Listening 22:52 GreyEnnuigi i will write that shit 22:53 GreyEnnuigi i have too many plots I'm thinking about rn but if you can give me an outline I'll do the rest [relieved face emoji] 23:04 Waterho [drops a 5-paragraph summary of the first chapter and main plot points] 23:04 GreyEnnuigi omg that was quick 23:04 GreyEnnuigi okay I'm reading 23:06 GreyEnnuigi eheheh yes I like this 23:06 Waterho Excellent After that conversation we kept feeding each other ideas and plot points and then GreyEnnuigi was writing it and Waterho kept coming up with more scenes and now here we are.

Q: What is it like making a chapter for this fic?

Waterho: basically, I supply the maladaptive daydreaming, and GreyEnnuigi supplies the prose and structure. Then we add it up and try to create a somewhat cohesive narrative. Many of our conversations these days start with “ok listen….” GreyEnnuigi: We have the overall plot planned out and most of it outlined, so we already know what main plot events we want to happen in each chapter. After that it’s a matter of filling the rest of the chapter by fleshing out the characters, doing a bit of worldbuilding, and making sure we’re progressing all the relationships properly. This usually happens with Waterho proposing a specific scenario, then we ask ourselves how this and that character would react and does that fit with the plot, and then we agree on how the situation unfolds. Then I write it all out, Waterho tries to convince me to add fluff and smut too early, I rein it back in and write something more subtle, and then we review, edit, and post. Here’s an example of this sort of back-and-forth from our chat transcript: 23:00 GreyEnnuigi thinking I'm gonna start chapter 3 with Kamek confronting Bowser about Luigi, but what else should happen in ch 3 after that 23:00 Waterho Let’s see the part where bowser [redacted for spoiler reasons] 23:01 GreyEnnuigi ooh so soon?? 23:02 Waterho If we want to draw it out more we could push that part off 23:02 GreyEnnuigi i just don't want Bowser to be too soft at the beginning 23:02 GreyEnnuigi Luigi needs to wear him down first lol 23:02 Waterho Fair enough

Q: Is this fic definitely going to have 20 chapters?

With what we currently have planned and outlined, 20 chapters is our best estimate for how long the story will be. It’s very possible this will change, and if it does, it’s more likely that we’ll end up with more than 20 chapters as opposed to less.

Q: Is there a schedule for uploading chapters?

We don’t currently have a schedule and we’re just posting the chapters as we finish them. That being said, we’ve been on a pace of about 1 chapter every other day. That could definitely change, though, so don’t expect us to stick to that.

Q: In this world hetero is not seen as the default. Did you write it this way because you didn’t want to focus on the homosexuality topic but more on the Bowser/Luigi ship itself?

Short answer: Yes. Long answer: The concept of homosexuality being accepted in this AU came about as we were discussing the reason Bowser would accept Luigi in exchange for Peach as a spouse. If we were to follow realistic Regency-era ideologies, then it would be extremely unlikely for Bowser to take Luigi as a spouse as he is (i.e. a cis man). We wanted to follow the Beauty and the Beast storyline, which at its core is our protagonist falling in love with someone who is widely regarded as unlovable. It wouldn’t have made sense to include homophobia in the plot, and that wasn’t the story we wanted to tell. Also, the beauty of fiction is that we can make our own rules and do whatever the hell we want with it, so we did!

Q: Who’s who??

Luis Walbright: Waluigi Thomas Kamek: Kamek Kammy Magis: Kammy George Morton: Morton (Koopaling) Lemarcus Swift: Lemmy (Koopaling) Laurence Ripley: Larry (Koopaling) Lord William Booking: King Boo Ellord Elvin Booking: Professor E. Gadd Lady Daisy Sarasa: Daisy Ellady Rosalina Sarasa: Rosalina Lord Henry Toadsworth: Toadsworth Ellady Etta Toadsworth: Toadette Lady Birdie Pirah: Birdo Ellord Peter Pirah: Petey Piranha John Tannock (tailor): Tanuki (maker of Tanuki suits) Lord Robert Ombler: King Bob-Omb Ellady Sylvia Ombler: Sylvia (Paper Mario: TTYD) Lord Lionel & Ellady Catherine Graham: GreyEnnuigi made these up, but their names are basically animal crackers (Lion & Kitty + Graham) for no reason other than it amused them Ignatius Hopper: Iggy (Koopaling) Wendy Carter: Wendy (Koopaling) Gustav Ember: Goomba (general, no specific character) (note: Waterho still maintains that the Goomba should have been named Barry Ragoon) (note: GreyEnnuigi still maintains that it's best if GreyEnnuigi remains in charge of naming the characters in this fic)

Q: If we were to make fanart for this fic, where should we tag y’all to let you know?

We would be honored if you wanted to make fan art for our fic! If you do, tag @greyennui and @waterho-writes on Tumblr, and you can also use the fic’s tag #Anger is but Passion Borne of Love

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Dance with Me | JHS

summary: you’re in love with your best friend and that’s been enough for you all these years, satisfied with just being his friend. but when he surprises you with a home-cooked meal, tira misu, and impromptu dancing, something snaps in you. is this the start, or the end, of something beautiful?

pairing: hoseok x lawyer!reader

wc: 5,222

genre/warnings/rating: 15+; angst; fluff; best friends to lovers; pining; unrequited love; some (poor) attempts at humour; a few swear words; kissing; unexpected kissing; Hobi has a pet name for you (pumpkin); sexual innuendos; suggestive themes; some dancing; people barge in; cameo from namjoon and jimin; minor self doubt / self esteem issues. the characters in this story are my own and do not reflect on the members of bts or anyone else. this is all made up and just for fun, please don’t take it too seriously!

a/n: this is a repost of a birthday gift for Hobi <3

You’re done. Finally, after three weeks of full day hearings sandwiched between late nights working into early mornings, you just presented your final arguments to the judge. Your part is over and now it’s in the court’s hands.

It’s only now that you realize the full extent of your exhaustion. Almost at your apartment building, your legs feel like they might give out. The benefit of living close to the courthouse is that you can walk to it. It’s also the disadvantage on days like today. A lazy car ride seems much more appealing than a 20 minute walk after the last few weeks you’ve had.

Your head is buzzing from lack of sleep and food. All you want to do is melt into your couch and do absolutely nothing while someone serves you a warm home-cooked meal.

But you don’t have a someone unfortunately.

Finally you get to your door and turn the lock. But it’s already unlocked? Slowly opening the door, you scan the inside.

Oh no.

Someone’s in the kitchen.

You quickly pull out your phone only to be greeted with—

“Y/N?”

You sigh in relief at the sight of your best friend, Hobi, coming out of the kitchen.

He seems surprised to see you. Odd, considering it’s your apartment.

“Joon said you wouldn’t be back for another half hour,” Hobi exasperates, running his hand through his hair. “I haven’t finished the seasoning yet and the chicken still needs some more time.”

He pauses to look at you as you continue to stand in the doorway. His nose scrunches up as he tries to gauge your mood. This little habit of his always makes your heart feel like it’s going to burst. Even more so now; you’ve really missed seeing him these past few weeks.

“Ah, my timing is bad, right?”

You walk over to him, ignoring his question while he continues to stare at you, waiting for a response. His confusion is so endearing.

You suddenly throw your arms around him, startling him. You pull him in tight and as if a light switch turned on, his hands snake around you, squeezing you even tighter and letting out a low hum of satisfaction.

“I’m really happy you’re here, Hobi.”

You pull back your head a bit, “Just give me a heads up first next time, ok? I almost called the police.”

Hobi laughs and pulls you back into him.

“My bad. I just wanted to surprise you.”

He gives you a messy kiss on the side of your face as you playfully pull away, feigning disgust as you pretend to wipe it away while he pouts at you. His hand lingers on your waist and you let it fall away as you plop down onto your couch with a loud thump.

“I’m just kidding, Hobi. You know I love surprises and I love you… for doing this. I’m just exhausted.”

Hobi sits down beside you, rubbing your thigh soothingly as he looks over at you leaning back on the couch. You do look absolutely exhausted.

He notices several strands of hair in your eyes, which you don’t bother to move away as you close your eyes.

If your eyes had been open, you would have noticed Hobi furrowing his brows as he leans towards you. He couldn’t stand it when your hair got in your eyes.

You feel him press into the couch and when you open your eyes you see him merely inches from your face, gently leaning over you to brush the hair out of your eyes strand by strand. As you look up at him, you notice the concentration in his eyes. It’s intense and impossibly cute.

And you also notice how close his lips are to yours at this angle. Like little pink petals.

He looks down into your eyes and smiles. You blush at the feeling of his eyes gazing deeply into yours. You can usually control your feelings around him but something about the way he is staring into your soul—

“I missed you Y/N. You were so busy, pumpkin. I was worried about you.”

His eyes flutter to your lips for a split second and when his head dips slightly you feel a sudden urge to kiss him.

You bite your lip, settling for a quick glance instead.

But it seems you stared at his lips for a second too long.

“Are you feeling ok, pumpkin?”

“Huh?”

You flick your eyes back up to his quickly, hoping your cheeks aren’t as red as they feel.

“You were just staring. Kind of cute, actually.”

“Ahem. I wasn’t staring.”

He backs up from you a bit and you can see the beginnings of a grin.

“I’ve known you long enough, Y/N. What are you thinking about?”

With that sly smile on his face, this felt like the beginning of some fantasy, a dream you’ve had far more times than you’d care to admit. One where you confess you wanted to kiss him and then...

But you couldn’t tell him that. Oh. Definitely not.

“Um, I’m just thinking about…” You trail off, blanking on anything other than the truth. I’m thinking about you, Hobi. About how much I want to kiss you.

He then breaks into a chuckle.

“I’m just teasing, pumpkin. You don’t have to tell me. I should go check on the chicken.”

As he starts to rise, you mindlessly throw your arms around his neck again, pulling him into you, throwing him off balance as he crashes into you.

“Y/N what—”

He immediately plants his hands on either side of you to avoid having his body crush you but you feel his weight on you anyway, relishing the closeness for a few seconds longer than you probably should.

You pull him tight against you and nuzzle against his neck, whispering against his ear sleepily, “Don’t go yet, Hobi. I missed you too. I missed your hugs sooo much.”

He just chuckles into your hair, his free hand snaking under your waist so he can give you a quick squeeze.

“I’m not going anywhere, pumpkin. But I need to check on the chicken. Unless you don’t mind charred chicken breast.”

“Mmm… I don’t mind.”

“Well, I do.”

He plants a soft kiss on the side of your head and pulls away, chuckling at the little whine you let out at his release. Your eyes are closed but you can sense his presence hovering over you for a few seconds before he walks away.

You let out a puff of air as you slowly open your eyes. Your forehead creases as you realize you are starting to become reckless. You are starting to cross the line from friendship into something more. You’re playing a dangerous game and you start to feel guilty.

You’re not sure how Hobi would feel about all this. Your unwitting partner in this dangerous game. You know your hidden feelings are unfair to him. Surely it’s wrong to take pleasure in contact that should be strictly platonic?

He sees you as a friend. And deep down you know you need to stay on the right side of that line.

But how can you? Friends don’t think about kissing each other. Friends don’t nuzzle into each other’s necks and leave soft kisses when they think the other won’t notice. Friends don’t fantasize about doing things to each other behind closed doors. Do they?

You want to tell him how you feel. But what if he doesn’t feel the same. What if he no longer wants to be around you anymore. You can’t imagine he would want to be around some weirdo who wants him when he just … doesn’t.

You close your eyes again, wondering if you’ll ever be able to confess your feelings to Hobi. Feelings that could turn your beautiful friend into a beautiful stranger all at once.

Could you survive on fantasy alone? It’s not like you have someone to take your mind off Hobi. Could you live with hidden glances and soft lingering touches that quicken your heartbeat while your friend sees you as nothing more than just that. A friend.

You shut your eyes even tighter, trying to convince yourself you feel nothing for him.

We’re just friends. Best friends. I love him. I don’t think about kissing him. I don’t imagine Hobi’s hands on my body. I don’t want his—

“Y/N?”

Shit. You were concentrating so hard on convincing yourself that you’re not sure if you said any of that out loud.

“Yeah, Hobi?”

He pops his head over the couch, his face right next to yours. And he’s grinning at you.

A very broad, ominous grin.

“Hobi… what is it?”

“What would you like me to do more than anything else right now?”

Hold on— Did you actually say it out loud? You start to panic as you think through the last few minutes. You’re certain it was just in your head.

In your panic, you can’t remember if you were thinking, or saying, anything incriminating. Anything that would give you away.

You pause, turning towards him a little more.

“What do I… want?”

“Yeah, if you could have anything right now, what would it be?”

This must be a trick question. There’s no way he’s talking about himself, right?

I want you, Hobi… Is that what he’s expecting you to say?

You realize this might not be the worst way to get this out in the open. Maybe it’s a blessing that he overheard you. Maybe he feels the same… could it be possible?

There’s no way. But then again…

“Um, what do I want?”

“Mhmm.”

“Well, there’s something I’ve been wanting for a long time.”

“Yeah, go on.”

“I wasn’t sure how to bring it up, but now that you’re—”

“Yeah…”

“Now that, um, you’re—”

“Here it is! Sorry, you were taking too long. I’m just so excited.”

Words lose meaning as you turn to face him fully and you’re met with a plate hovering in front of your face. A plate of the very famous tira misu from that restaurant that’s always booked up months in advance. You had been going on and on about it for weeks before your hearing prep began.

Instead of absolute delight, Hobi is surprised to see your face fall, your eyes getting more glassy by the second.

“Y/N… what happened? I know I should have waited until after lunch but I thought you would…” His voice trails off as he stares at you in complete bewilderment.

You bury your face in your hands, wondering what the hell just happened. You were about to confess your feelings. You thought you were finally free to tell him how much you absolutely adore him. Now that the chance is gone (not there was a chance in the first place) you feel oddly empty. Turned inside out.

And poor Hobi will never know why.

Hobi. Right. He had just gone to a lot of trouble to get you your dream dessert. You need to show appreciation, no matter how hurt you’re feeling right now.

You ball up your fists and put on your biggest smile to face him.

“This is incredible, Hobi. I can’t believe you actually got it. I love you.”

You take the plate from his hand and place it on the coffee table in front of you before getting on your knees on top of the couch to give Hobi a proper hug. You kiss him on his cheek and linger for a moment too long before you quickly pull away and sit back down.

Placing the plate on your lap, you dig right in, gesturing for Hobi to join you.

“Come here, Hobi. Let’s share this. I know you love tira misu just as much as I do.”

To your surprise, Hobi stays still, seemingly frozen in place. You glance back and notice a crease in his brows, a sure sign he was thinking something through.

“This isn’t right.”

“Huh,” you mumble through a mouthful of tira misu.

He slowly comes around the couch, his fingers gliding over the cotton material until they lift off and land on your cheek.

He rubs your cheek delicately, wiping off the filling at the corner of your mouth. Your hand comes up subconsciously to wipe the same spot, your eyes trailing up to meet his, turning into round circles out of sheer surprise.

“W-what’s wrong?” You manage, gulping down the last of your bite.

Hobi bends down to eye level, smile gracing his beautiful face, both of his hands coming up to cup your face.

All you can do is stare into his eyes, those beautiful orbs of light that put the mighty sun to shame. Windows to the soul, so they say, and you never believed it until you met Hobi. You could see the effervescent soul of his shining through, the warmth only his gaze could give you.

And it stops. His attention shifts to your hair, his brows furrowing together as he flits a few strands to the side.

“There. Perfect.”

“Huh?”

He looks back down at you and smiles.

“I need to take a picture of this moment to post on Instagram.”

You roll your eyes and push him away as he starts laughing, asking “what?” over and over as he fights to give you a hug. You finally relent and he grabs his phone to snap a quick picture. And then two more before he stops.

His pause is a little unexpected.

“What?”

“Ah, nothing. You just… even after a long day, just out of the blue, and you look… like that…”

He brings his screen up to your face, pointing at you with his brows furrowed.

You’re confused. Should you be insulted?

“Like what?” You ask, eyebrow cocked.

“Like… ah nevermind.”

“No, say it. Like what, Hobi? I know I look exhausted but I don’t think I look that bad.”

His eyes widen at your words and you see a hint of panic in them.

“No, no, fuck no, Y/N. I was just amazed because look, here look at each of these pictures. You look so beautiful, Y/N. How can you look this perfect?”

He’s still staring at your picture but your attention shifts to him. The nervous little smile he has on his face as he flicks through the photos, trying to show you what he means. His lips, so very pink and perfect, animated in his cute attempts to reassure you.

He glances at you and suddenly realizes you aren’t looking at his screen. You aren’t even paying attention to what he is saying. You are just staring. At his lips. Again.

In the fraction of a second it takes for his gaze to dip to your lips you lean in ever so slightly. And just like a magnet, he leans in too.

Ding.

As if pulled out of a trance, your head snaps toward the sound.

“Oh, the chicken is done,” Hobi sighs, rubbing his thighs as he continues to look at you.

But you can hardly look at him.

You almost kissed him. This was the closest you’ve ever come to actually kissing him.

“You ok, Y/N?”

You glance at him quickly and nod a little too hard.

“Mhmm, I’m fine. Just tired.”

Hobi’s hand lands on yours and you look down to notice you had been rubbing your hands together. His grasp stops your motion and he releases to bring his hand to your face. He slowly turns your face towards him, but you continue to have a little trouble meeting his eyes.

“Give me a few minutes to finish the seasoning, ok?”

“Mhmm,” is all that comes out, your mind now whirring at a speed usually reserved for rockets.

Did you imagine it… or did he lean in, too?

You glance over the edge of the couch and watch Hobi as he scurries to and from in the kitchen, fixing you lunch and arranging every detail. He looks so cute hovering over the mixing bowl, fixing the additional seasoning, his specialty.

He glances back and notices you staring at him. He wiggles his butt at you and you laugh, a full belly laugh. He always knows how to make you laugh.

Noticing your face brighten up, his smile broadens and you can make out the crinkles around his eyes even from this distance.

You settle back into the couch, replaying the last few moments in your head over and over again. He leaned in. You’re sure of it.

Hobi comes back out, wiping his hands on the apron now tied around his waist. Noticing you eyeing the apron, he unwraps it and tosses onto the couch.

“I glazed the seasoning over it so it shouldn’t be too long now. How about some music?”

Music?

He crouches by your stereo system and connects his phone. You hear the opening beat to one of the songs you both used to belt out together at the karaoke bars before the lockdown had closed them all down.

“Is that… Tinashe?”

You chuckle as he nods.

“One of our favourites.”

“I’m going to need a few drinks in me before I can do our karaoke routine, Hobi. And I’m not sure my neighbours would appreciate it much either.” You laugh as he starts bouncing to the beat, his feet moving of their own accord.

“Oh, singing isn’t what I had in mind. Give me your hand.”

“Fuck, Hobi. I’m tired,” you whine as he pulls you up to dance with him. The hint of glee in your voice isn’t lost on him.

He starts mouthing the words along with Tinashe as he pops and locks to the beat. He moves like water, as if no bones exist in that perfect body of his. Talent like his belongs on the biggest stages across the world and yet here he is, giving you the show of a lifetime.

He catches you staring at him, motionless, and he brings your palms up to his neck while his hands naturally fall to your waist, twisting you side to side as you giggle, enjoying just watching this man move.

Before long, you’re bopping along with him, throwing in a few moves of your own to his delight.

“Geez, in all the years we’ve known each other, I’ve never seen you move like that, Y/N. Where have you been hiding?”

You blush at his compliment but as he expected, his words ignite a fire in you and you start grinding against him, relishing the way Hobi is able to immediately match your speed and movement, rapping the words along with you.

Thoroughly impressed he continues to sway along with you, and when the music gets to Tinashe’s dance break he simply stands back.

“What happened?”

“I know you know her choreo. I just wanted a better view.”

“You’re kidding?”

“No. I want to see it.”

He steps back to his phone and rewinds it to the dance break again and hits play.

“No way, Hobi. I’m not doing it.”

“Come on, pumpkin. Let me watch you do it.”

He rewinds it again and you take a deep breath, glancing at him to catch his little smile. You know this is the part where they end up rubbing frosting on each other and something about Hobi asking you to do it quickens your heartbeat. Is he expecting that part too?

The anticipation drives you forward and you pop and lock to the beat, trying to match the moves the best you could remember.

It’s near the end of the choreo and you hit the final beat. Hobi jumps up and is about to hug you when he notices you moving to the tira misu and grabbing some of the filling that was left over.

You walk over to him and watch his eyes sparkle as they trail to your hand. Without warning you smoosh the chunk of filling on his lips and kiss him.

Hobi’s whole body freezes at your touch.

You kissed him.

You just kissed him. Oh My God.

You can hardly believe it. It happened so fast you barely even register what you did, let alone think it through. What in the fucking reflex was that? And there’s no excuse, nothing you can say to justify it.

You slowly back away, almost tripping over your feet, dazed and wobbly.

The look on Hobi’s face strikes panic in your heart. The wide eyes. The mouth fallen open, bits of filling at the edge of his lips. The eyebrows nearly at his hairline. It tethers you back to reality.

You fucking kissed him.

You feel completely humiliated.

“I-I’m so sorry, Hobi.”

You turn away but Hobi catches your wrist and pulls you back to face him.

You can hardly breathe. You risk a glance at him and watch as his face rearranges into a slow smile, a look in his eyes that brings a blush to your cheeks as your gaze falls. You can feel your heart beat to the pace of a jackhammer. Any faster and it would bounce right out of your chest.

Seeing you like this, his smile deepens. His voice fills the air, a statement that hangs like a banner for the world to see.

“You just kissed me.”

Ok, you definitely didn’t imagine it.

You can hardly look at him. Instead you focus on the way his hands are gripping your wrists, his thumbs absentmindedly drawing circles over your pulse.

Say something, Y/N. Anything.

The lump in your throat impedes any sound. Not that your head is clear enough to form a coherent sentence, let alone an explanation.

You feel him move, his head dipping down to try and meet your eyes.

Knock knock.

Without warning you hear a rumble of voices as your front door bursts open.

“What privacy? What could they be—”

Joon’s voice bellows across your living room and your head snaps to the sound.

“—doing…?”

In your doorway stand a few of your closest friends, eyes wide and mouths hung open at the sight of the two of you, hand in hand, Hobi’s face merely inches from yours.

“See, I told you not to barge in on them, Joon,” you hear Jimin whisper, although it’s loud enough for everyone to hear.

Hobi lets go your wrists and sighs.

“I said I could handle making lunch for Y/N on my own. Why are you guys here?”

“Well,” Joon scratches the back of his neck, a small grin playing on his lips, “we thought we could surprise you guys with a party. I mean, Y/N did such a fantastic job in court and all.”

You notice Lia step forward, holding a bag of takeout in front of her. “We came prepared with extras and even grabbed a cake.” She points at Jimin, who raises the box in his hands, not able to look directly at either of you.

“Sorry,” you whisper, brushing past Hobi towards your bedroom. You need air. Lots of it.

Finally in your room, you lean against your door, thoughts flooding your mind, overwhelming you. You run over to your window and push it open, inhaling the cool winter air. With fresh oxygen, the whirring in your head slows down and the overlapping images in your mind fade away, leaving only one. Hobi’s smiling face.

You hear the sound of your bedroom door open and close. It could be anyone of your friends.

Friends.

Friend.

That’s right. He’s your friend. The best friend you could ever hope for.

And you put your beautiful friendship in jeopardy.

Hobi is more than a friend, though. He always has been. He’s your lifeline. The one person in the whole world who makes you feel safe, heard and understood. With him, the world makes sense. You can look into his beautiful eyes and know that everything will be alright. Because, as long as he is by your side, things will be alright.

But will he still be by your side after this?

“Y/N?”

Hobi’s soft voice fills the room, echoing against your bedroom walls and against the walls of your heart. You can’t lose him. Even if you have to bury the feelings you have for him.

You turn towards him and take in how his eyebrows are stitched together, the soft pursing of his lips as he considers you with such intensity you blush again. Fuck this, fuck the effect he has on you.

You risk another glance at him and see something shift in his eyes.

“Please don’t hate me for this,” Hobi grunts as he storms towards you, a look in his eye so intense it feels physical.

When he reaches you his head tilts slightly, his eyes fluttering shut as his hands come up to your face, pulling you into him to close the gap between you.

In contrast to the force you were expecting, his lips feel soft. They melt into yours, the softest feeling you’ve ever experienced, like the first snowfall, a feeling of weightlessness, of floating in a waterfall. And he tastes so sweet, like cotton candy at the fair he took you to, like the caramel sundae you both shared. It feels effortless. It feels as though your lips were made for each other. As though you were made for each other.

It could have been seconds and it could have been hours, but finally you two break apart, a trail of saliva still connecting you both. You smile as Hobi catches your eye, his pupils completely blown out. You expect yours were too.

“Was that ok,” he asks tentatively, and as he notices your bright smile, his own lips pull into a smirk, “or should we try it again with the tira misu?”

You laugh out loud in response. He really does know how to make you laugh.

“That was better than ok, Hobi. But I don’t mind doing it again.”

A mischievous grin plays on his lips as he lets out a sigh of relief, leaning in to kiss you again.

When you break apart you’re both smiling. His hands had made their way to your waist and as he tries to pull them away your hands fall to his, squeezing them tight and smiling at him again.

“We should probably get back to them, Hobi. They must be wondering what we’re doing in here.”

“I sent them away, Y/N. I hope that’s ok.”

You let out a sigh of relief as your smile broadens.

“Perfect. I love them, of course, but I don’t really want to face them just yet.”

He leans in again to kiss your cheek, smiling at you as you blush even harder than you already were. He loves it, the redder you get the more he wants to kiss you again and again.

He gets up and smooths out his shirt before holding out his hand to you.

“Shall we?”

Grasping your hand in his, he leads you back into the living room.

You’re met with soft music emanating from your stereo. It’s a slow jam.

You expect him to let go your hand, but instead he gives it a soft kiss and whirls you around to face him.

“Hobi—”

He pulls you into him as he starts to gently sway to the music.

“Hobi, should we talk about… what we are…?”

He pulls you in tighter, kissing the side of your head as his arms wrap around your waist and you feel him rocking his hips against yours, your bodies moving together in perfect rhythm.

“Shhh pumpkin.. just dance with me.”

You wrap your arms around his neck and melt into his body, swaying along with him as the music plays. Before long you feel your worries become distant memories, only the movement of your bodies filling the small crevices in your mind.

Like the calm rumble of ocean waves, Hobi’s voice whispers into your ear.

“This feels like a dream and I’m not ready to wake up yet. How long I’ve waited to kiss you, Y/N. I fantasized about us but I never thought you might feel the way I do. But this can be anything you want, pumpkin. I don’t want to pressure you. Let’s just take things slow and see how it feels, hmm? Because no matter what, I love you and I’ll do anything for you.”

The weeks of exhaustion just melt away at his words. Nothing before this moment and nothing after will ever compare to how you feel right now, at peace in his blissful embrace, his comforting aura enveloping you so completely you feel it wash away any worries or exhaustion. You feel an indefinable warmth in your chest for this gorgeous man.

“I love you, Hobi.”

“I love you more, Y/N.”

Ding.

Still wrapped in Hobi’s arms you turn towards the sound, pulling Hobi out of his trance.

“Oh, the chicken is done! Give me a few minutes and I can bring it out here for us, pumpkin. Just get comfy on the couch, ok?”

You nod your head and plop onto the couch, snuggling against the cushion and popping your head over the edge to watch Hobi fix you lunch.

Then it hits you.

The most perfect man in the world is making you lunch.

And you smile to yourself as you suddenly realize you do have a someone. That someone you had been waiting for. And it’s the best someone you could have ever hoped for.

#hoseok x reader #hoseok fluff #hoseok angst #hoseok imagine #hobi x reader #hobi fluff #hobi angst #hobi imagine #lilo fics #dance with me

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melon-cream-enmu · 1 year

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Cw monsters/sentient monstrous animals. Actual octopus Azul actual eel Floyd but they’re more monster than animal, monster research au(?), afab reader, tentacle sex, octopus sex, I wouldn’t label this as Azul fucking you because he likes you, more so he is curious and feels a way he can’t yet describe about you, plus size body descriptions but not in a ‘sexual’ way, Azul is just observing you, you get ‘walked in on’ by a coworker/boss/head researcher whatever, you don’t get fired it’s fine, I could do more to this if you would like, my ask box should be fixed and working. I can absolutely write for all of the characters, will just need a lil help finding creatures for some of them (help meaning I’d love to hear your ideas pwease:3) they can speak with humans telepathically, and maybe I can give them more humanoid forms too. Just would need to find a way to explain that

Hhmmmmmm……………twst ‘monsters’ au……Azul is a new species of giant octomonster in the aquarium, which is more like a giant facility to house these sentient life forms while they are studied and allow people to observe something they’d otherwise never see, and he gains an interest in you. You talk with him, about your day, about his food, about lab results and his test work, about nearly anything. The eelmonsters that he was snared with keep teasing him, wondering why he hasn’t eaten you yet.

But the way you gently stroke his mantle and fiddle with the stray tentacle that he lets wander to investigate you, there’s something about it. It makes him feel…he doesn’t know. His primal instincts are confused and it makes him angry, he’s a docile monster, but still a monster.

There’s a day where Floyd had become restless, splashing near the surface and trying to escape, and while standing over him and observing, his tail lashed out of the water and swept your feet from under you, a giant wave of water following to add insult to injury quite literally. Your ass was definitely sore, but you couldn’t dwell on it when familiar tentacles crawled out of the water and picked you up slowly.

You were set back down in front of him, Azul’s eyes just barely above the water and looking at you. You were stunned but stuttered out a thank you. He’s so much bigger than you, tentacles thicker than your body at some points, eyes nearly as big as your head, it was intimidating and a bit frightening to be handled by something of his size. You look down at your soaked clothes. You’d have to go grab your spare clothes from your locker.

He wonders why he helped as he watches you leave, and grows annoyed and Floyd’s yelling and frantic movements. He begins to slap at him, trying to shoo him away but the eelmonster is too fast and slippery. All he ends up doing causing a ruckus and even more of a mess. Your shouts are heard above the noise and he stops. “Please don’t do that, your friend in there already made enough of a mess!” You scold lightly. “I didn’t even have time to change…” There were no cameras above the water and the tanks, all visually recorded research was done inside them, so it would be ok to change here.

You wipe down your table nearby and set your clothes down before beginning to take off your soaked ones. Peeling away wet and sticky fabric, you decided it was best to take everything off and dry off before trying to put anything else on. As you do so, you don’t notice the tentacles slowly inching out of the water, over the cold metal floor, atop the wet rubber mat you stand on, and near your body.

Azul couldn’t help it. He’d never seen a human before being taken here with the two others after that bad storm that snared all three of them. He’d never seen a human, and he’d absolutely never seen one in this state. Your skin was shiny and wet, and your chest was heavy, flesh hanging and shifting as you moved, and your abdomen did the same. Heavy flesh with textures not unlike some monsters under the sea, but you were of course much warmer in comparison. Your legs were big as well, and between there was more hair. He didn’t know humans could have so much hair, he’d seen that your arms have it before but this was of course new. All of it was new, and he couldn’t help but want to touch and know more.

You flinch as something cold, slimy, and wet touches your foot. When you try to step back the suctions of what you know is his tentacle grasp your skin and soon wrap around your ankle. “Hey, stop it.” He doesn’t. The octomonster only continues to reach tentacles forward with creeping motions until more of your body is being held. You struggle and kick, thinking he’s going to drown and eat you.

Your wild flailing allows him to see what’s between your legs, past the hair. There’s a parting of skin, one that doesn’t look too foreign, but he understands that he doesn’t know what it is. He gets poked and prodded at, he should be able to able to poke and prod at you.

A curled tentacle feels your skin, pushing slightly to feel your folds part. You squeak, trying to force your legs closed but the monsters tentacles hold them apart. Your flesh is warm, so warm he feels he may burn, and you’re slick. He didn’t think human skin could be like this, as he slides the back of the tentacle back and forth. He feels that it can go deeper, and when he presses at that spot, he can’t tell how deep it goes. You’ve gone quiet, and he looks up at your face.

Your eyes are shut tight and your lips pressed together. He pushes and pulls away several times, watching how your face scrunches with each push. Your bottom lip pushes out in a pout when he pushes the tentacle inside you. It’s squishy, with bumps and soft spots and something stopping him from going further, and though he can feel a small opening, the way you grit your teeth tells him not to try. He wiggles the tentacle inside, petting with the smooth back, letting his suckers suction lightly and pop wetly. When he decides he’s explored enough he withdraws his limb, slowly, careful not to hurt you.

But he stops when you make a sound he’s never heard. Maybe he did hurt you, he thinks as he looks at your face again. But you’re squeezing him, so much that it’s hard to pull out of you, as if you don’t want him to. He watches as your legs open wider and you try to move your hips down. So you want him to keep going? Ok,

He withdraws much of the tentacle before plunging it back in, and you whine. He does it again and you lips part this time, a moan slipping past them. So he gains a rhythm and a moderate pace and your sounds get nicer, louder. You seem to be enjoying yourself. He brings you closer to his face and your arms struggle against him. He lets them go, tightening those tentacles around your body to support you instead and he feels your hand reach down your body to touch the slimy limb moving in and out of you.

Soon your hips are writhing and your body squeezing him tight, pulsing sporadically. He feels something, maybe slimy but it’s not from him. He pulls his limb from inside you and looks at it. Something white-ish covers it’s in a semi transparent sheen, mixing with his own slickness in a strange and hypnotic way. You fall forward while he’s distracted and you land softly on his mantle. He’s still holding you securely but it startles him, his body flinching and flashing a pale color.

He sets you down gently, removing tentacles one by one as you breathe heavily, eyes fluttering as they try to stay open and looking at him. He watches for a moment then sinks back into the water. On the way to the bottom, searching for a place to curl up in, that eel comes to pester him. ‘That’s not fair. I can’t go up there and play with them!’ He says, to which Azul bites back. ‘I wasn’t playing’ ‘then what were you doing’ he squeezes into a crevice between rocks and settles into the small space before responding. ‘…I don’t know.’

#I love monsters #I imagine Azul to just be a giant octopus with sentience like in monster stories #maybe I’ll have them speak telepathically to the reader #yo separate them a bit more from animals #the twins are more monstrous looking #with big fangs that often protrude from the mouths and very expressive eyes and lips #purposely biting and visibly giggling as they writhe #they’d be like #really thick #big enough to easily swallow you without even unhinging their jaws #and maybe more then 8 feet long #I’m not sure #toasted for monster #toasted sugar cream #cream afab #cream wonderland #cream writes

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rexxdjarin · 1 year

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Commander Cody thots would make a great addition to my collection 😈

I have a 42-page document of SFW and NSFW headcanons…if you’re interested I can drop the link 😏

Send me a character and I’ll do some quick asks and thots for them. 😈

I fucking LOVE Commander Cody🥰😩 YOU ABSOLUTELY SHOULD DROP THAT DOC.

So I think some sexting over holocomm would be something he’d be all over.

Just imagine he’s finally planet side. He’s done with his mission and his debriefs. He’s free to take leave for at least a little while. And his first thought? You. So he’s sending you a quick comm…you’re not working at this hour. Surely you won’t be too busy….not for him.

How’s my favorite girl? He sends, knowing just hearing from him will bring you enough relief to help you sleep tonight. Hopefully, if he was lucky, he could do more than just help you sleep tonight.

Better, baby, so much better now. You reply right away and he can practically feel his pulse racing to his center already. He can see you in his mind, the way he always imagines you: sleeping in the shirt he wears when he’s at your place, your pretty wide smile and big doe eyes pleading up at him for…well exactly what he has in his plans for tonight.

I’m on my way over right now, pretty girl. Can you get nice and ready for me? Fuck I need you. He replied, throwing the credits he’d managed to collect into the hover cab driver’s jar and watching the levels of Coruscant fade away behind him.

Oh I bet you do. You’ve gone a long time without me. Must be so eager, Commander. He let out a weighted sigh, the pent up sexual tension driving him crazy.

Teasing already, hmm? You know what you’re in for if you keep talking like that. He bit down on his bottom lip, bouncing his knee to distract himself. Only a few clicks east of your apartment. He could make it.

Only a little fun punishment. What do you have in mind, Cody? Fuck, even just reading his name coming from you makes heat trickle down his spine. He should be grumpy you called him by his name, instead of the title you’d agreed upon. But who could be mad at all when he was just happy to be home and alive to hear you call him anything at all? You just knew how to get under his skin and he loved it.

You’re lucky I’m so pent up. Won’t have much time to tease you like I should. But darling, I want you naked on your bed and on all fours by the time I get there. Just the thought of you there waiting for him was the last straw. He felt his cock twitch against his codpiece, covering it from the drivers view with his helmet.

Oh is that all? And what if I don’t? He could practically see your smirk from here, your apartment building finally in view.

If you don’t…well let’s just say I’ll make you feel as frustrated as I’ve been these last few weeks. And I’ll fuck you until you’re sore. The taxi stopped and hurled something in Aqualish at him as he left to practically run up the stairs.

Ok, Commander. I’ll do whatever you say. But promise me you’ll follow through with that last part?

And as Cody walked through your front door and left his armor in a trail to your bedroom, he more than followed through on that promise.

#commander cody thot #marshal commander cody x you #commander cody x you #commander cody x reader #asks and thots

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awkwardtortilla · 2 years

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my fellow they/them user, i am legally obligated to ask for some coming out to the quarry characters headcannons during this fine pride month-

I will not be discussing the incoherent excitement noises I made

Coming Out

I’m fucking in love with this. I’m sorry some of them might not be super long but I’m gonna put so much goddam effort into them bc I love the babies so friggin much

warnings: what the reader is coming out as isn’t specified; relationship isn’t specified either; none other than that really

Jacob

You, uh, might have to explain it to him

He supports you ofc no matter what it is but he’s still gotta double check

“Really? Shit, dude, that’s great! …….what does that mean again???”

And he cocks his head to the side a lil like the puppy he is

He will listen as hard as he can to your explanation but might zone out at some parts

When he finally understands he’ll be even more supportive if that’s even possible

He would fuck someone up if they disrespected you

I have no doubt he would be the first to call or text to say happy pride month

“Do you want this?” Holding up any piece of rainbow merchandise

His intentions are pure I swear

Emma

Very very supportive

But not super loudly

Probably knows what it is no matter what

I mean she is a social media personality

Speaking of

She would NOT use you to gain likes or followers

She’d absolutely respect your pronouns when talking about you during streams, only messing up a couple times right after you came out

Would disrespectfully tell someone to respect your pronouns and/or sexuality if they did not do that

She would also take you out to do shit during pride month

Abigail

Would do a lil happy squeal when you tell her

And hug you (if you’re ok with that)

Abi would be so goddam proud of you and so honored you felt comfortable enough to tell her this

Would never mess up your pronouns or sexuality

Would death-glare anyone who did

Would send you the sweetest of texts to wish you a happy pride month

Nick

We didn’t see too much of his personality but he seemed sweet and like a good boy

So I feel like he’d be pretty supportive

Might also need you to clear up exactly what you identify as

He’d do a long “ohhhhhhhhhh” when it finally clicks

And then he’d be all excited and happy for you and say how seriously proud he is

He’d struggle with pronouns and/or name change at first but curse himself and apologize every time

I could see him forgetting that it’s pride month until a couple days in and then being like “oh shit sorry [your name] happy pride”

Then he’d ask if you wanted to go out and do anything for it

Dylan

Face lights up when you tell him

Smile that rivals the sun

So happy and excited and goddam proud

“Oh my god, [your name], that’s amazing! Congrats!”

Goes to wrap you in a big hug but hesitates and you’re gonna have to close the distance

Quickly relaxes into the hug and prolly picks you up a lil

Might screw up pronouns a lil but swears and apologizes and corrects it

Sends you a very excited, over the top message wishing you a happy pride month

Or maybe he calls and makes it unnecessarily formal like “tis your (boy)friend, Dylan, to wisheth a you merry pride month”

Ryan

“Oh. That’s cool.”

Not trying to be mean or rude just kinda… doesn’t know how he should respond???

When you seem to be getting uncomfortable he rushes to assure you that he supports you fully and is happy for you

But somehow digs him into a hole

But you understand and stop him and hug him

He slowly eases into it but when he’s cool it’s one of his great goddam hugs

Idk he just looks like he gives good hugs

Or really awkward ones

But either way you have his support and he will be very respectful of pronouns and/or name change and/or sexuality like the good boy he is

Probably forgets it’s pride month until someone else texts him which will remind him to text you

Nothing fancy either just a “happy pride month :)”

Kaitlyn

Big smile

“Oh my god, [your nameeeeee]! That’s great! I’m so happy for you.”

Maybe a side hug but nothing too over the top

She is very proud and loves you so much but won’t make a show about it

Will ABSOLUTELY respect you and your changes

“Happy pride bitch 🌈”

Buys you little pins and things with your flag on them

Max

He would have a bright smile but his eyes wouldn’t quite match

A lot like Jacob’s reaction

“Holy- that’s freakin awesome, [your name]! That’s, ah……. What’s that mean again, I’m sorry”

You’d explain and when he gets it he immediately perks up and is completely excited

Gushes about how great that is and how proud he is and how amazing you are

So honored you told him this

Takes him a bit to get used to your changes and feels so bad about it and apologizes so much

“Shit- I’m sorry” becomes a new catchphrase

But he eventually gets it and is lowkey proud of himself

Definitely wishes you happy pride month with a couple of cute emojis

Takes you out to celebrate if you wanna

Laura

Probably knows what you’re talking about

If not she’ll politely ask for you to

Expresses her happiness and how proud she is of you but not loudly or super enthusiastically

Will have a big smile tho

Also gives a cute lil side hug

Doesn’t mess up your pronouns or name save for a couple times

Sends a short but sweet “happy pride 🌈” text

Chris

We didn’t see much of Chris either but I think he’d be cool

A very supportive man

May need you to clarify and explain bc I doubt he’s keeping up with all the genders and sexualities

His reaction won’t really change after he gets it

“Ahh, okay. Gotcha. That’s great, kid, good for you.”

Genuine pride in his voice

Definitely screws up pronouns and names changes but apologizes and corrects himself

No happy pride text :,)

But will do a pride post on whatever social media platforms he uses

Travis

Definitely needs an explanation

But will not ask for one

Instead he’ll Google it on his own it later

“Oh, uh…. Congrats.”

Very awkward about it

But accepts you and maybe thinks of you different thanks to his upbringing

I mean he’s 56 and was raised by rednecks so while I don’t think he’d be homophobic I think he would need a little while to get used to everything

I’m sorry but it’s the truth

Might send you a happy pride text

Maybe

#the quarry game #the quarry #the quarry nick #the quarry abigail #the quarry emma #the quarry x reader #the quarry kaitlyn #the quarry jacob #the quarry ryan #the quarry dylan #the quarry fanfic #the quarry headcanons

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