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You commented but I must harass you in your askbox, Grace!! I would've passed out and died if we got to see Se in a rbr suit again, I think my life would be fully complete at that moment and nothing else could fix me.
I'm just so so so in love with that era of rbr racesuits, like the colors, the design, the build, everything!!! And don't even get me started on his helmets....I like his current helmet but fuckkkkkkkk, his rbr era helmets are peak design and nothing, absolutely nothing can top them. And the fact that he had so many unique ones????? Like even if I'm like, oh yeah I wish he wore a 2011 era helmet, it's like: well which one????(...Canada 2011 I will say!)
I just wrote out a full response to this and tumblr just... didnt post it? so here we go again
ANYWAY YES i would not have coped with seb in a full rb suit and helmet i'm already going insane as it is. like rbr seb was my first driver he will always have a very special place in my heart . I'd do anything to have him back
Canada is a very good choice! my fave from 2011 is singapore, sorta cause it is very reminiscent of my favourite ever which is singapore 2013 lol (and of AD2011)
Also, irrelevant really but singapore 13 is what Fabian tributes in his own helmet this year.. which just breaks me
this family...ugh I love them so much
but yes the german flag design is very iconic and special and has definitely become his design since the start of the ferrari days..personally though, If i was him and wanted to tribute Germany (and didn't stick to 2011 designs) I'd have gone with Germany 2012
golden boy fr.
another fave of mine is Australia 2011..which i think he used a couple of times that year?
#honestly I love how many designs he has#it's insane#drives me mad trying to remember which one is which off the top of my head tho lol#side note for anyone reading this ..i will include his website in the source on this post bc it has all his designs#and once you get to the ferrari years they come with a little note..its cute#I could sit and look at them for hours they are so pretty#I am not just a carfucker I am also very much a helmet fucker#thanks catie!!!!!!!!!! I love talking about this stuff
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Catie, this has been giving me brain rot but I need to pawn it off on someone to make it leave.
Okay, so. I want to say "No" to Bakugou.
No, but listen. So he's been pining, right? Working up the nerve to ask you out because the first time you sassed him he fell head over heels in love. And you've been flirting back, so he's feeling pretty confident about this since there's been a back and forth for a good while (weeks? months? years?) between you two.
So he's like "Oi, you wanna get dinner or somethin'?" But you're dealing with your own stuff - maybe a bad date, or you didn't get a promotion at work, or you have a big project you have to focus on, or you're moving apartments, or maybe he just caught you on a bad day (spilled your coffee on your shirt, lost your keys, sank ankle deep into a mud puddle, etc). Regardless, you don't even spare him a glance, when you say "No."
And just ugh 😩 He's left dumbfounded and he leaves to go sulk, trying to figure out where he went wrong, when really you just don't have the time or the energy right now.
At some point down the road (days? weeks? months?) after still being kind to you and flirting with you (because he's not going to give up on you that easily, or even just get over you that easily), he tries again and this time you say "Yes." 😊
Okay byyyyyyeeeee
Anon......... the fact that you still want to brainrot with me🙇🏼♀️🙇🏼♀️🙇🏼♀️ THANK YOU!!!
Can I just tell you how much I literally ADORE this, too? I feel like you read my mind, too, as just the other day I was thinking about how I'm wayyy too busy for a bf/gf right now... so this is truly the perfect fantasy🥺
BUT ARGHH LKSAJDFAKSD... it's funny but it's also not, you know?He's too wrapped up in worrying how you'll take a confession to realize how hectic your life is....... and you turn him down because you just... can't deal with anything else on your plate (maybe because you don't realize his intentions + know you're not free, don't think it's serious, or are tired, spacey, grumpy... anything, really.)
But I'm also thinking about... Bakugo sulking over this BIG TIME (full on, spending entire weekends drowning in work or being sad on his couch, only moving when Kiri drags him around)... before slowly realizing just how busy + tired you actually are the few times he does stop to see + chat with you.
He starts getting worried; watching you run around trying to tackle work, all your shit at home, your emotions, chores, AND very normal slip-ups, like you said, anon....... and something just hits him, you know? And he feels like such an ass for trying to ask you out when you have so many other things worry about that aren't... him and how much he likes you LOL.
Anyway, he immediately goes from still being kinda miffed to like, wanting to help you out. Doesn't even care that you turned him down anymore, he just needs to make things easier for you again so you can (at least) start being his cheerful friend again🥺
(It's also making chuckle to think about, maybe a couple weeks later... telling Kiri + Denki, or maybe even Deku + Todoroki, that he was rejected by you... except they just stare at him kinda confused and go, "but... isn't y/n super busy right now? Like........ too busy for dates and stuff?"
And he's just: *tik tok sound* OBVIOUSLY I DIDN'T KNOW!!!)
...or you tell the girls about how you feel bad you had to turn him down for dinner, and they're like "y/n... he was asking you on a date..."
AND IT'S THE SAME RESPONSE LMAOOO...)
But anyway, don't wanna take your idea from you but... Bakugo goes from pining to doing errands with you + cleaning your house (and we could spend a long time talking about all the sweet moments the flirting comes naturally when he's helping you with something)....... TO finally asking you out again, when he KNOWS for sure the time is right...
And it's just the sweetest thing to know that he's been waiting for Y-O-U for so long and he's gonna support you through thick and thin, whether you have time for him (or coffee on your shirt) or not.
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I love you, anon! Thank you so much for this!!!
#bakugo#ugh sorry if i changed it too much#I WAS PROJECTING LMAOOOO#i really didn't focus on the saying no thing asdfjkaksd#but i didn't want to like... repeat what u said or overshadow that part of it#BC SO TRUE#as we all know... im very rusty at this#but it was a lot of fun#i am hugging u berry tightly#also the thought of u and bakugo in casual clothes and flirting while he helps u out with something at ur house#and ur kinda embarrassed cuz u turned him down but he doesnt seem to mind ? and still smiles all big when u laugh#and calls ur ugly slippers names#UGH IDKKKKK#but WAHHHHH i wanna put this in my mouth#caitie things#caitie answers#anon#queue
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"love how Zack Snyder took the Dark Knight and actually made him a properly ordered knight" explain??? pls
oh yes!! it's something i've been thinking about for a while and have talked about with @catie-does-things at least twice (bc who else do i talk to about this stuff)-
it's a bit two-fold inspired by both Bruce's role and title in the Snyderverse and then by Zack's own postings of Excalibur quotes
in ZSJL, bruce's motivations are all for Clark-- there is no us without him, i made him a promise-- he is devoted to Clark and at Clark's service. he is also submitting himself to a higher ideal- that he is not alone and that he alone is not enough. he is now working entirely in service of Clark, the figurative king.
(and why I have to talk to catie about these things is bc she pointed out that in BvS, Bruce is a rogue knight but chivalry cannot be individualistic)
so his arc in BvS to zsjl is rediscovering who Batman is supposed to be, his mission for justice, and becoming better thanks to Clark
The other piece is of course Zack's pictures with the Excalibur quotes, which I'll type out here (and bold the ones that were on bruce/batman pics):
what is the secret of the grail?
who does it serve (Batman)
You, my lord
Who am I?
You are my lord and king. You are Arthur
Have you found the secret that I have lost? (Bruce and i'm just looking again and seeing that it is his FOR ONCE ALFRED I'M OPERATING ON FAITH NOT REASON scene and i'm crying)
Yes. You and the land are one
we see the placing of Clark as King and Bruce his Dark Knight. Zack has always placed Clark in this role, his death in BvS is a visual homage to Arthur's death in Exaclibur.
(Catie also pointed out the king and the land are one is why when Superman succumbs to anti-life in the Knightmare verse, the land is gross and brown and desert and barren which I want to say bc I think that's neat)
(i ALSO think this is EXTRA interesting in context of Zack's original plan with the Bruce/Lois affair. Who, after all, had a fair with Arthur's wife but his Knight, Lancelot?)
#zack snyder#i just think he's neat#batman#bvs#zsjl#bruce wayne#the dark knight#LITERALLY#clark kent#batman v superman#long post#kind of not sorry#it's a summation i'm sure I could do a better think piece lol#batman v superman: dawn of justice#bvs:doj
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Have Yourself...(Part 1)
WHO: Seblaine, Blam, Huntjay, and the New York New Directions and Warblers
WHERE: The Upper West Side of Manhattan
WHAT: Sam, Catie, Blaine, Hunter, Jay, and various Ohio glee club alumni go Christmas caroling. Hunter grows somewhat uncomfortable, Jay and Blaine are even more so. Their last stop reunites Seblaine’s hearts. Part 1.
Jay had a small, content smile on his face as he made his way to Hunter and Catie’s corner of the American Museum of Natural History. He couldn’t remember ever having a more relaxed, happy Christmas season. Emblematic of this was the fact that, Hunter, who did not have close friendships, had agreed to go caroling. It was another one of the sweet surprises about this man who Jay loved so much.
Jay was looking forward to spending more time with Sam and Catie, too. His interactions with them had been in passing, but they both seemed great and Jay hope he could help broker a closer relationship between Hunter and both of them.
Also, Jay was looking forward to possibly seeing and even talking to Blaine Anderson. He would never betray his ex’s highly guarded privacy, but he felt in his gut that Sebastian was in love with Blaine all over again and might need some support to try again with him. Maybe Jay might glean a few encouraging nuggets about or from Blaine to bring back to Sebastian. His ex’s mood was very up and down lately, which was a shame, especially during the holidays.
When Jay came into Hunter’s office, he found it empty. His boyfriend’s coat was still there, so Hunter must be in the mens room. Jay walked the few steps to Catie’s office and found Sam and Catie with their coats on, ready to go.
“Hi,” he said cheerfully.
“Hey, Jay!” Sam said with his big friendly smile. They paused a little awkwardly before Sam said humorously, “Yeah, I think we’ve leveled up to a bro-hug. Bring it in!” He opened his arms and Jay smiled broadly and gave him a bear hug, patted him on the back.
“You’re not a big hugger,” Jay said with an easy smile for Catie. “We don’t have to hug.”
Catie looked amused. “Where’s Hunt?”
“Mens room, I’m guessing? His coat is still here.”
Hunter had stepped out to use the restroom before Jay arrived and they joined Catie, Sam, and Blaine on an evening of caroling. He hadn't sang outloud with a group of people like this in a long time; he hadn't participated in any of the drunken karaoke the weekend of the Ivy opening celebrations. He wasn't expecting to walk out of his stall and to find Blaine already at the sink, washing his hands.
"Hello Blaine," Hunter said with a nod at his reflection in the mirror.
Blaine looked up, startled, but recognizing the voice immediately. "Oh, hello Hunter."
"Thanks for letting Jay and I crash your caroling with Sam and Catie. Jay is really excited, and I haven't really sung in forever," Hunter explained as he walked over and started washing his hands.
Blaine looked a little awkward. "Yeah, no, the more the merrier right?"
Hunter nodded, this time it was his turn to be a little awkward. "I appreciate it. Like I said, Jay is looking forward to it."
Blaine turned, grabbing some paper towel and drying his hands. "Sam says, well, I suppose it's Catie says, that you really like Jay."
Hunter ducked his head and rubbed at the back of his neck. "That's putting it mildly, but yeah. I do."
Blaine smiled genuinely at the show of emotion from Hunter. He could sort of see what Sam had said about Hunter being different. "Still, I'm sorry about you and Sebastian."
Hunter looked up at Blaine. "Thank you. I appreciate that. It was kind of a shock, to me, but it really was, or, is for the best. " He cleared his throat. "In that vein, I was hoping we could call a bit of a truce. For Catie. And for Sam. And for S--stuff. Catie seems to really like Sam, and I don't know that I've ever seen her so happy. I don't want to be part of something that puts strain on what's making her happy, you know?"
Blaine looked at Hunter and nodded. "I agree. Sam was a little down for a bit, and it's nice to see him with his spark again. I think Catie is really good for him."
Hunter grinned. "That's just who Catie is. She is good for me, here, at work. She became my first friend here in the city outside of Sebastian, and his friends." He looked down. "I'm sorry about you and Kurt. But you seem to be doing okay, yeah?"
Blaine chuckled. "I am. The best that I've done after a break up with Kurt, so that is something." He nodded his head and smiled. "This is going to be fun, and good. We know that you and Sam, and I, can all sing and harmonize, so it'll be great."
Hunter laughed, a deep hearty chuckle. "You might be over estimating my skills at this point. But we should get back to them before they go off without us."
Blaine laughed too, and nodded his head, following Hunter to his and Catie's offices.
"Hey there, look who I found in the mens room," Hunter said as he entered, eyes lighting up as he saw Jay was already there. He walked over to his boyfriend and wrapped an arm around his shoulders and pressed a kiss to his temple. "Hey you," Hunter whispered to Jay.
Jay's face softened at the sight of Hunter and his brows lifted at the sight of Blaine. He gave them both a sweet smile as Hunter crossed the room, saying to Blaine. "Hi Blaine! It's been awhile..." he said. He wasn't even sure Blaine remembered his name but he gave him a kind, knowing look. “i’m Jay, Sebastian’s friend? We met at your store.” His eyes conveyed that he wasn't denying what had happened between Sebastian and Blaine. He just wasn't going to get into it at the moment. He leaned into Hunter's hug and the kiss. "Hi, Baby," he whispered.
Sam had been bent over his his phone, checking off who else would be meeting them. "Santana, Britt, Tina, Cam, Nick, Jeff, and David," he said under his breath. Then he looked up, his smile wide. "Ok!" He clapped his hands. "Everyone else is meeting us at the hospital! Let's go!"
The group moved down the hall and down the stairs. Jay's arm was hooked in Hunter's but it wasn't long before Catie tugged at Hunter's other arm. She was asking Hunter a work-related question, so Jay let go of Hunter and dropped back behind them, which brought him in step to Blaine Anderson.
Blaine smiled, recognizing Jay immediately and he looked over at Sam, wondering if Sam didn't recognize or remember him from that day in the store. "Hi!" he waved, not wanting to pull the new couple out of their quasi embrace. "It's nice to meet you and put a name to the face." Blaine couldn't help but smile softly at the two, immediately understanding right away what Sam, and Catie, had said about Jay and Hunter. He wondered if Kurt and Dave would be like that too. As Sam named off his list, Blaine visibly brightened. "Yay, David. --- Wait, Warbler David right, not my ex David? Because for a moment I was afraid it was going to be third, or eleventh wheeling it as it is."
Blaine fell behind, letting the two couples lead the way, but Catie soon was tugging on Hunter's arm and before he knew it, Jay had let go of Hunter and was falling in step with him. He swallowed his nerves and lowered his voice so they wouldn't be overheard. "I'm really sorry for stalking you on social media. I really should have known better."
Hunter grinned as Jay called him baby. It wasn't a name he would have expected to like but from Jay it worked. Because Hunter trusted Jay was going to take care of him, and for the first time, Hunter actually wanted that, and wasn't going to fight or push back on it. They walked arm and arm through the museum, like they did many a time, until Catie tugged on his other arm to ask him something about work. Hunter pouted slightly as Jay pulled away and then a few moments later, Hunter checked over his shoulder to see Jay walking in step with Blaine. Hunter shook his head with a smile.
Hunter looked at Sam. "Careful Evans, or you might loose your bestie. As Sebastian always says, everyone loves Jay."
Jay nodded and smiled back at Blaine, relieved that they had started on the right foot.
“Yep, Warbler David, and Nick and Jeff, oh and my friend Susie (you remember, the P.E. teacher at my school)?” Sam called good-naturedly to Blaine from across the room. “You are definitely not the only el-lobo-solo.”
Catie came over and bumped Blaine's shoulder. "If he doesn't stop speaking Spanish I'll eleventh wheel with you," she said with a smirk.
Jay wasn’t sure that he’d heard Blaine correctly as they began walking together. “I’m sorry? Uh, I didn’t think…or know... You were.” He looked into Blaine's beautiful eyes and added reassuringly, "Whatever it was, it's okay. Sebastian's told me a little about the...complicated relationship you guys have had." He wished he could say so much more, but he stopped there.
Hunter interrupted them and Jay's face lit up with a sweet smile at his boyfriend's teasing.
Sam looked backwards and answered Hunter's teasing with a jovial tone. "Nah, Blam is bulletproof. And we just keep adding on. We were Blam, then we became Blamtina. So now we'll just become Blamjaytina!"
Jay leaned forward to give Hunter's arm a small squeeze before he turned his attention back to Blaine. "Sam's so great. He said you've known him since high school, and so have a lot of the people coming tonight? That's so great, I only keep in touch with a couple of people from high school. But Seb and I are good about keeping our college friends connected. "
Blaine rolled his eyes playfully. "Nick and Jeff are like you and I, meaning they qualify as a couple if they don't have an s.o. around. And then Susie and David? I am still the odd man out," he countered playfully. "You're lucky I love Christmas so much." He grinned at Catie and winked. "Sounds like a plan to me."
Hunter laughed. "They are very, very close. And in that enviable easy way."
Blaine turned his attention back to Jay. "Oh, now I feel embarrassed. But that message I sent you, anyhow, I guess it doesn't matter." He chuckled softly. "Yeah, complicated." Emotions threatened to take over so Blaine looked away, blinking his eyes rapidly and taking a breath, hoping to keep them at bay.
Blaine was so grateful for Sam and how inclusive he was. "Might as well go big or go home and go Blamtiehuntjaycamtina." He watched Jay with Hunter and it made him smile. Hunter was definitely different from the boy he remembered. And different even, in a way then he had been the last few times recently that Blaine had crossed his path.
He shook himself from his thoughts as Jay spoke to him again. "Yes. We met when I left Dalton to go to McKinley to be with Kurt, my ex. And even though Sam was Kurt's friend first, and even lived with his family, he and I are really the friendship that stuck. Actually Tina was Kurt's friend first too. Opps. I never thought about how I took his friends away like that." Blaine raised his eyebrows at Jay. "So when someone (s) stole the New Directions National trophy, I went back to Dalton alone, to get it back. After charming me into a Blazer again, and a song, I left, without the trophy. Sam went back with me the second time, to steal it back. In our alter ego costumes I might add. Sam is definitely my ride or die."
Blaine nodded. "Our high school group still remains incredibly close." He wondered if it was in part because of Finn. "We just keep adding people to it. One big happy, if somewhat dysfunctional, family. Welcome." He offered Jay a smile. "Anyone who doesn't really know Sebastian might be surprised that he is in part responsible for keeping a group of friends together." It went unspoken that it wasn't a surprise to Blaine.
Hunter's eyes glinted mischievously as he turned around. "Your alter ego costumes... I forgot what dorks you were," he teased. "It was embarrassing to be bested by someone in tights, a cape and a mask." He looked at Catie then. "I didn't know you had a thing for superheroes," Hunter teased her now.
Blaine laughed at Hunter's teasing before he turned to Jay when Hunter was focused on Catie and Sam again. "I never knew him well, but he is different with you." Once again memories struck Blaine and he was glad as he spotted the hospital and some of the others.
When Blaine brought up direct messaging something clicked in Jay's memory and he vaguely remembered Blaine had messaged him - after the museum? Yes, he'd been uncomfortable about it, and had redirected Blaine to Sebastian. His blue eyes widened as he remembered. "Oh...wow, that feels like it was so long ago...I forgot...I'm sorry, I'm the one who should be embarrassed. It's just, so much has happened since then...please don't worry about it, I'm sorry if I made you feel awkward. I think that was after the Blue Diamond exhibit opening? Sebastian was upset with you then and I didn't want to make things worse. But I'm glad you two seem to be doing better. I'm not sure if Sam told you that I used to date Sebastian in college? So I know about the ups and downs dealing with him."
Sam sang back at Blaine, "Blam-tie-hunt-jay-cam-tina-expialidocious!"
Jay listened closely to the history Blaine related, giving a Blaine a small smile acknowledge that he was tracking. Clearly there was more to be said about Blaine's ex Kurt, as there usually was with all exes. He remembered Sebastian's account of the trophy steal-back, and smiled. "I heard about that," he said, with a smile. "I always rooted for you guys in that story." He wanted to add that he was also always sad for Sebastian in that story, but it felt like it would be a betrayal.
Catie rolled her eyes at Hunter. "I only have eyes for the most epic superheroes..." she shouted so Sam could hear, "Sam Evans, the most nutjob superhero, ever!"
"YOUR nutjob, Babe!" Sam sang back.
Jay smiled a little bashfully, looking down at Blaine's comment, not accustomed to talking about Hunter with anyone yet. "He's wonderful with me. I'm lucky."
Blaine nodded his head. It did feel like a long time ago, but it also felt like not so long ago too. "Yeah. Maybe-- there was a beach trip. There were some pictures of you, Hunter, Sebastian, maybe another guy, and a girl. I can't even remember why... I just... yeah." He chuckled a little at the idea of him and Sebastian being better. Honestly Blaine kind of wished they could go back to not even really knowing they were in the same city and not crossing paths over whatever was going on now. It was an all or nothing deal. "Well at least we're not screaming at each other in public or snipping at each other on any kind of media. I'm sure that's doing better, but it's a far cry from the friendship we once had."
Blaine paused, literally stopped walking when Jay mentioned dating Sebastian. It felt jarring for some reason, even though he was sure Sam had said something. Maybe it was the way Jay said it, maybe it was the ups and downs dealing with him. He shook himself out of his stupor and continued walking. "I ah, admittedly when I saw the two of you in the store with Matt and Annabelle, how are they by the way, I actually thought you and Sebastian might be a couple, and the kids were yours. Together," Blaine admitted. "But then... well, you were there," he said with a laugh as his cheeks flushed red. "Although Sebastian did flirt with me right in front of Kurt all the time. It infuriated Kurt."
Blaine was glad for Sam's comedic timing, laughing, and trying to shake memories of Sebastian. He looked from Jay to Hunter, and back again, realizing that he was standing with two of Sebastian's boyfriends. "Wow," he said with a shake of his head. "Looking at the two of you, Sebastian has a type. Not that it's a bad thing, or anything. Or surprising. He always had beautiful taste."
Hunter had been listening slightly to the conversation going on behind him. Worried that too much was being said he tried to intervene. "Don't show him a picture of Marc," he joked with Jay. He slowed and fell into step with Jay and Blaine, his arm going over Jay's shoulders. "You're rooting for them? I can't believe my ears. Traitor," he teased. Hunter pressed a kiss to Jay's temple. "Don't listen to him Blaine. Truth is, I'm horrible, but he puts up with me and I'm learning. I'm the lucky one." As he watched Catie with Sam ahead of them, and pulled his arm around Jay more Hunter also thought about how Tina was engaged, and then Seb and Blaine both were coming out of relationships while the ones around them flourished. He wasn't a big believer in fate but sometimes things were too much of a coincidence.
Jay was saddened a Blaine's words. Something in Jay's gut could tell from those words that Blaine really cared about Sebastian, maybe even as more than a friend. Actually, probably as more than a friend. Because anyone who knew Sebastian was a little in love with him, or at least had a crush on him, even if he annoyed or even tormented them.
And this was without even knowing that Sebastian was behind the love letters they'd been writing these last few months. Sebastian had let Jay read a few of the emails and they were remarkable. They were more than you usually got in person, and charming in a different way than even the most intimate conversation you might get live.
Jay looked sympathetically at Blaine. "Of course. I'm sorry."
When Blaine stopped Jay was surprised, and he stopped, too, wondering why they had halted. When Blaine continued Jay's brows raised with comprehension. He hadn't thought of that, that he and Seb and the kids looked like a little family when they came into the store.
His brow furrowed at Blaine's last comment, and he felt a badly for Blaine, who seemed increasingly awkward and uncomfortable. The right comparision would have been Blaine flirting with Sebastian in front of Jay, but Jay wasn't going to nitpick, he wished they would get off the subject all together.
Then it got worse, Blaine was kind of awkwardly objectifying Hunter and Jay, as if Sebastian dated them primarily for their looks.
Jay gave Blaine a sympathetic smile but was relieved when Hunter cut in. He smiled and shook his head slightly, trying to see the humor Hunter did. And Blaine. Blaine was trying to be funny and Jay wanted to get on board, so he did, with effort. It just hurt his heart to hear Blaine talk about Sebastian like that. He was so...wounded. And there was so little Jay could do.
"Hah," Jay chuckled. "Yeah that would prove his point." He explained to Blaine with a smile, "Marc was another one of Sebastian's boyfriends in college. Has a sexy, square jawline just like Hunter's...so yeah, maybe a type..."
Jay leaned into Hunter's kiss but he chided him for perhaps the first time since they'd started dating. "Yes, I'm rooting for them to not fight like they were in the media anymore, so they can become friends again. Beyond that, it's not my business..." He goosed Hunter's waist. "Don't mind him," he said to Blaine in a friendly tone. "He likes to tease me."
At Hunter's sweet words, he pulled Hunter back to put his arm around his waist, so his boyfriend was on one side of him and Blaine was on the other. "You are the opposite of horrible," he whispered, looking up at Hunter lovingly.
Blaine just shrugged his shoulders. It felt difficult for him to talk to Jay about Sebastian. Maybe it stemmed from their friendship. Maybe it was the knowledge they’d had a romantic relationship. Perhaps he was just a bit bitter about it.
Blaine hoped others would join their conversation; not because he didn’t want to talk to Jay but because this was one subject he didn’t want to talk about. Hearing about multiple romantic relationships, this whole side of Sebastian he’d never known, might never know, was a difficult pill to swallow. « Have you met a lot of the others coming tonight? » Blaine asked Jay.
Hunter chuckled. “ I meant you were rooting for Sam and Blaine in the Dalton trophy story. And not my ingenious plan to lure Blaine back,” he continued to tease. Hunter wanted to say he was rooting for Sebastian and Blaine to not be arguing but he thought better of it and kept his mouth closed. Sebastian deserved that much from him.
"Ohhhhh," Jay said with comprehension. "That makes more sense." He felt embarrassed now, that he brought up Sebastian and Blaine's relationship. He turned to grimace at Hunter about his mistake.
After a beat while Hunter full into step with them, Jay glanced over at Blaine, who was quiet and throwing off an uncomfortable vibe. He felt some relief when Blaine spoke. Jay replied genially, "No, just Catie and Sam, and Santana and Brittany. Santana came out to Stanford to visit regularly, and Brittany came sometimes, too. I love them." He chuckled at his most vivid memories. "Santana was always trying to get me to get back together with Sebastian after we broke up, she was not subtle about that, at all. It drove Sebastian crazy, because he wanted the ask to come from him. I don't know what she was worried about, he didn't need any help asking, he did it on the regular!"
Blaine nodded his head somewhat solemnly. "That sounds like Santana," he admitted, even though he was busy racking his brain for something, anything, to change the topic. "Brittany is a great dancer. She and Mike basically taught all of us in the New Directions what we needed to know, and carried us with their fancy choreography and effortless dancing. Mike dances at the Joffrey Ballet in Chicago. He was just in town visiting and I took him out dancing. Even though I should have known he was going to get hit on."
Hunter's eyes narrowed and he pursed his lips slightly at the continual mention of Jay and Sebastian; the reminder of course that Sebastian had always wanted Jay back. It made him slightly uncomfortable, and fueled his mostly irrational fear of them getting back together. Instead he pulled Jay a little closer.
Jay listened to Blaine, but was noticing that he looked uncomfortable again. He thought about what Blaine was going through, a break up and closing his grandmother's store. Sebastian had shared this with Jay over lunch that week, looking more anxious than Jay had seen him in a long time. Jay knew that Sebastian didn't normally share other people's business but he seemed to really need to get Jay's support and feed back. Blaine also had some kind of emotional connection to Sebastian's alter ego which was probably not always easy - Sebastian had stood him up, after all. He suddenly felt totally insensitive to bring up Sebastian up again. He needed to relax, when he was anxious he knew he often spoke too soon.
Taking comfort in Hunter's body pressed against his, he took a deep breath and replied, "Haha, that sounds like it was fun." He gave Blaine a small smile that was more relaxed. He let a short silence pass as they walked and he looked up at Hunter and noticed he was looking a bit far away, and somewhere not that pleasant. "Are you okay? he whispered.
Blaine nodded, a sad sort of smile on his face. "It was a lot of fun. Something I needed I think. And Mike is great company."
Hunter turned to look at Jay and nodded. "Yeah. I will be, at any rate," he whispered. "I'm glad we're doing this. It'll be fun. And Catie and Sam are great to hang out with."
Jay was feeling the brave emotions on either side of him it was breaking his heart a little. He squeezed Hunter's waist and gave him an empathetic smile. "Ok. We'll talk more later," he said, before turning his attention to Blaine as they continued to walk. "I'm sorry," he said, his blue eyes earnest, "...if I said something wrong." He wished he could start over somehow.
Blaine shook his head. "No, it's not you, it's me," he insisted. "I'm just all over the place when it comes to Sebastian and everything that's happened this fall. I should probably figure out where my head is before trying to have conversations about him," he said with a determined smile. It was easier of course, to talk to NY152 about Sebastian since he knew neither of them. He could be more objective that way. Perhaps Blaine was just used to talking to him about Sebastian and having it be objective, or talk with Tina and Sam, who generally took his side. "It's been nice though, to hear about him over the years. The ways he's changed and grown, and the ways he's stayed similar, familiar, to how I knew him." It didn't help him decide on his feelings though. It was still a confusing jumble and Blaine wondered if things would just always be that way for him when it came to Sebastian. It was something to bring up with his therapist. Caroling books began making the rounds, and Blaine smiled as he took one and handed the others to Jay. "What song are we starting with?"
Hunter pressed a kiss to Jay's forehead in reply to the talking more later comment. He listened to Blaine and had a strange amount of empathy for the other. Hunter thought about how Sebastian had been at Dalton, and the changes in the man he'd been with the last several years, and then also the differences to the guy he was in California, at Standford, with Rob, while dating Jay and Marc. He nodded his head in agreement that maybe Blaine wasn't in the right headspace to have conversations about Sebastian. And although it was manifesting differently from his own, Hunter thought he recognized some jealousy there and it made him feel sorry for Blaine, and very sorry for the situation Sebastian found himself in.
Jay nodded his head and gave Blaine an understanding smile, though his head whirling a bit, thinking about how Blaine didn't even know the full story, that Sebastian was his anonymous online friend. "Right. I'm sorry. You seem okay with him online, but of course not everything is what it seems online. You read what you want to read, sometimes. I won't talk about him anymore, I'm so sorry." Then he bit his lip and took a deep breath, trying not to be awkward.
Jay gladly took the caroling books, keeping one and handing the rest to Hunter with a slightly apprehensive look, seeking a little silent support from his boyfriend about Blaine. "Mmmm, I don't have a strong opinion. I'm guessing a crowd like this needs guidance. Why don't you lead us, so Sam doesn't make us start with 'Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer?" Jay said, feeling better already with just this funny thought.
Blaine smiled and gave Jay a nod of thanks. It wasn’t worth saying being okay online was in part a show, for all their mutual friends so they didn’t end up feeling like they were picking sides.
Hunter accepted the books from Jay, keeping one and passing the rest to David, who had come over with Jeff and Nick to say hello. Hunter could tell Jay wanted him to do or say something, but he couldn’t think of anything that would make things better.
Blaine shook his head. “No this was Sam’s idea, he’s leading, even if it’s to start with that,” he said with a chuckle. “I’m just here to get some lacking Christmas spirit,” he said as Sam approached. Blaine took the opportunity to step over to the other former Warblers, greeting them with hugs.
Jay felt better after ending things with Blaine like that, and took one arm and wrapped it around Hunter's waist. "Tell me next time to mind my own business, so I don't put my foot it in again like that," he whispered as Santana and Brittany came over to say hello.
Caroling at the Manhattan General began well, with Sam playing his guitar and Santana guiding the group's harmonies. They ended with "Jingle Bell Rock." Sam and Brittany danced along and the whole group was laughing at their antics as they left the hospital.
Inspired by their performance, Sam led them singing through various public areas, in front of festive stores and delighting children walking down the street. Finally, Jay looked up and realized where they had gotten to. He said to Hunter, "Oh, let's stop and sing for Mattie!" He called out to Sam, "Hey Sam, can we stop here? The boy I manny for is here. I can call them and tell them to come to the window."
"Sure!" Sam said amiably. Jay texted Bill Smythe and Sam asked Blaine, "What should we sing? Maybe a few lines from all of our favorites tonight? We could all take turns with a mini-solo? Santana could start, she always starts things off strong. Or maybe just a solo, do you want to solo?" He adjusted the strap on his guitar.
Hunter gave Jay a reassuring squeeze. “We know too much,” he said simply. He smiled for Brittany and Santana but he was quiet. Even for him.
The caroling was fun though and Hunter enjoyed listening to Jay sing and playing proud boyfriend. Although Sebastian often raved about his voice, Hunter still stayed in the background, providing solid harmonies instead of taking any leads. His mood had picked up by the time they arrived at Bill Smythe’s but the man always had a way of putting Hunter a little on edge. However, Mattie helped make it better-- now that he was mostly past the sticky, germy phase Hunter didn't enjoy.
"He'll love it," Hunter said to Jay. "Maybe we should sing him something fun? Rudolph, Frosty, or Up on the Rooftop?"
Blaine's mood had also improved during the caroling, as singing often did for him. Time with his Warbler friends had also helped. When Sam came over, Blaine put an arm around his shoulders and leaned into his best friend's side. "Whatever you think. This is your show. Mattie's young though, so definitely at least a fun song for him. And since it was Jay's idea, let him take a lead."
Jay noticed Hunter was quieter than usual that night, and in between songs he thought about when Hunter had looked a bit bothered earlier that night. It was while he and Blaine had been talking and he'd made Blaine uncomfortable. He put his head against Hunter's shoulder and tightened his grip on his arm, thinking of how his boyfriend had politely declined solos that Sam was handing out. As they got closer to the Smythe home he said simply, "I love you. I haven't forgotten that you were not so okay earlier. We'll have some hot chocolate later and talk it through." He looked ahead at the Smythe mansion and it occurred to him that Hunter had never actually been there with Jay before. Then he remembered Hunter's relationship with Bill and it made sense. He lifted his head to look in Hunter's beautiful eyes. "I'm sorry, I didn't think about you and Bill...how thoughtless of me..."Sam was nodding at Blaine and saying to the group, "Let's start with Rudolph!" Then he said to Blaine, "You up for Christmas Dance, then? And maybe wrap up with Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas?"
[to be continued via reblogging with gifs]
#para:group#blaine#sam#catie#hunt#warblers#santana#brittany#seblaine rp#sebastian smythe rp#blaine anderson rp#seblaine 2x2#have yourself#paras
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Seven Seize the Means of Production
Hey folks, I’m gonna start posting my newletters here directly so they look nice, rather than the jumbled mess my autoposter usually makes out of them. The images in this post are spread through out the post as a whole. So you can see this in a nicer format if you signup for my newletter, read it on my site, or on my patreon.
It's June! That's my birthday month. This past month does have some exciting news. I mentioned a couple of newsletters ago that I was working as an editor for Seven Seas. It was announced last week that Seven Seas is unionizing. We posted out mission statement. Please show your support on social media. We have some fun cute mascots for you to post.
I'm very exited for this to move forward. Everyone I've talked to in comic publishing (not just at Seven Seas) has mentioned burned out and being over worked. I hope this can be the first step to making things better across the industry.
In the meantime, I'm still working on You are the Chosen One and Murky Water. I'm going to San Diego Comic Con and Emerald City Comic Con this summer. So I want to make sure I'm ahead there. But I also want to make sure I'm ahead so I have time to make some You are the Chosen One promo images.
Speaking of San Diego Comic Con, I'm nominated for an Eisner! I edited the anthology You Died has been nominated for best anthology. It's very exciting and hope we win! The anthology is great and everyone worked hard on it. You can grab a copy here.
I've been keeping up with streaming and it has been fun. Since social media posting kinda burns me out, I think streaming more is a good replacement. One top of doing game night on Mondays and drawing streaming Tuesday and Wednesday nights, I'm adding two more streams. Sunday nights me and my friend Amanda are watching classic movies and talking about them. It's part of a new show called Movies by Osmosis. The set up is Amanda hasn't seen a lot of classic movies and only knows about them through popular. Last Sunday we watched Little Shop of Horrors. This Sunday we are gonna watch Taxi Driver.
Also, Spike, Amanda, and I are rebranding and bringing back Dirty Old Ladies as Iron Circus Geekshow. I always kinda was iffy on the title because in my opinion it didn't really make it clear what the show was about. So rebranding it as Iron Circus Geekshow makes it a little clearer. And it being an official Iron Circus thing makes sense because a lot of Iron Circus related stuff always got brought up a lot. We are gonna stream it live, so stop by if you can. It will be on the ICC youtube, but I'll be mirroring it on my twitch.
While working this month, I've been rewatching Star Trek Deep Space 9. It's my favorite Star Trek. I like the ongoing story of rebuilding Bajour more than the planet of the week adventures in other Treks. And to bring it back around, I love that there is a union episode. I like a lot of the Ferengi plot lines like the feminism subplot through the seasons.
While rewatching DS9 and talking about it with friends, Kory Bing linked me to Catie Rowley's artwork. She did some really fun redesigns of different Star Trek aliens. It's fun to see the reinterpretation where they aren't limited by makeup and effects budget. I especially liked the way she draws Garak and Bashir together.
That's all for this month. But before I go, I have a couple of questions. Please me know your answers in the comments on the mirror post of this on my patreon. Would any of you be interested in a discord group for talking about my stuff? And would you want patreon posts reminding folks about what I'm streaming that day?
Anyway, thanks for your support. And have a good month.
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Thank you for the thoughtful answer about your larry fics and I'm sorry you felt anxiety writing it! I appreciate your answer so much, it gave me a new perspective on creating content for problematic ships (which larry is now unfortunately) I think people erase parts of their fandom past to protect their hearts, similar to the way you break up with someone. This person/fandom meant so much to you and you loved it but now it hurts to think about. Thanks for standing up against cts from the start
I can definitely understand that, and I’ve wrestled with it wrt Harry/Louis, too -- and with Harry Potter, because that was such an enormous, formative part of my life, and JKR has turned out to be such a vile piece of shit that it’s impossible to go back to the source material without feeling slimy.
But I think in both cases, I agree with what Heidi said in her episode of IMYOLJ about trying to reconcile loving Harry Potter fandom with hating JK Rowling and what she imbued canon with in terms of like, overt-veiled bigotry... what I loved, and love, most about Harry/Louis was never really Harry and Louis and One Direction, it was the fandom around them and the friends that I made and the creativity they inspired and the joy that kind of fannish excitement gave me. And I don’t feel gross about that, and I don’t regret that.
Same with Harry Potter; what I love, really, is how much my young self loved and learned and was inspired by Harry Potter, not the actual text of the books themselves. What’s mattered is the way that Harry Potter changed the MG/YA world and the world of fandom, and those have nothing to do, really, with JKR or her actual works. They’re about other people, whom I don’t feel gross about.
Harry/Louis was so much fun for me not because of anything that Harry or Louis or 1D did, but because of the days that @witchietozier and I stayed up all night writing fake versions of them, or the explosion of excited, joyful posts on my dash the morning that LWWY leaked early, or how igrab flew halfway across the country to spend the night at my apartment so we could see 1D’s first-ever US tour and then dipped out to get burgers before the actual headline act hit the stage because 1D were just the opener (lol), or @kingsoftheimpossible‘s Weird Cat Louis, or getting to meet Catie and Emma and @nichestars and so many other people in person and have coffee or whatever and talk about fanfiction in real life for once.
I loved Harry/Louis so much because sure, those pictures of them meeting Baby Lux for the first time may have been what inspired MYEYNL, but Millie was an OC that I spent a year writing and creating and actually finished a massive-length fic about, and I am always going to be proud of the massive-length stuff that I actually finish instead of getting in my head too much and forcing myself to just abandon. I love Millie. I love the fake versions of Harry and Louis that I created in MYEYNL, and I love the fake Harry and Louis that Lucy and I created in Sheylinson, and I love the fake versions of Harry and Louis that Lucy and I created in Landslide, and I love the fake versions of Harry and Louis that Hannah and I (but mostly Hannah) created in Anyplace Anyhow Anytime. I have always loved the fake versions of them that I was creating, by myself or with friends, infinitely more than the real versions.
That’s what fandom IS, to me. You see a thing and you love it, sure, but you love your own version of it infinitely more. And that’s worth trying to keep in a fond place in your heart, for me. And it’s something that I feel like, for me, is worth fighting against shitty people so that they can still exist, and hold back the tide against what the shitty people have created taking over entirely.
Harry Potter Fandom is the breakwall that stops JKR in her tracks because the versions of Harry and Ginny and Hermione and Ron and the Marauders, all of whom would fucking embrace trans people and mostly fucking ARE people of color, have a bigger and stronger and more meaningful place in the world to more people, at this point, than JKR’s dinky versions.
The Harry and Louis that starred in the fics that I loved -- and there was SO MUCH GOOD H/L FIC back in the day, holy shit -- are NOT the Harry and Louis that Larries believe in, and they’re also not the real Harry and Louis, who are just, like, dudes in their twenties who are whatever. And the more versions of Harry and Louis there are in this world that AREN’T the Larries’ version, the less ground the Larries’ versions can claim for their own.
But I totally understand looking at the carnage of the ideological battlefield and just being like, “My heart is too broken for this.” I get that, 100%.
#fandom#one direction#harry styles#louis tomlinson#harry potter#**1d#**harsty#**loutom#**hslt#**hp#asks
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LEGALLY BLONDE!!
*Spoiler Alert!
So.. i’ve decided to try getting off social media for a year (i know i’m on Tumblr, but i’m only allowed to post ;’( i’ve been off for 3 days now!) and now i’ve just been catching up on movies i never watched when they came out. this.. is a long variety of shows from ‘shes the man’, ‘what a girl wants’, ‘easy a’, and todays topic : ‘legally blonde’. so yeah, i guess you could say i’ve missed out on a lot.
so.. let’s get into my (biased) summary of legally blonde.
got a lot of tears left to cry
warner huntington iii is going to propose to elle woods. or, that’s at least what she and all of her sorority sisters think until he hits her with the “if i want to be a legal whatever by 30 i’m going to want a serious girlfriend.. we’re over.” in the middle of a restaurant. he talks all this and that about how he’s a law student and how his brother married a well known girl and how he’s got a really small dick and is too afraid to either tell her that he’s never loved her or tell his family that he’ll marry whoever he wants. come on.. this guy needs a wake up call.
heartbroken, elle spends a day locked up in her room until she sees warner’s brother and brother’s girlfriend in a mag and has a lightbulb : she’s going to become a harvard law student to get warner back
so she goes to harvard and chooses his classes and...
he’s married. ...to vivian kensington, the girl who gave off bad vibes with her first interaction with elle.
[luckily] there’s already a cute guy in the picture.. not saying that even matters though cause we don’t need relationships to fix our hardships, y’know? Anyways, elle starts studying, ew, and busting vivian and warners ass in class because she’s very awesome and super smart!!
*of course* there’s a scene where vivian embarasses elle, like the scene in ‘mean girls’ when catie comes into regina’s party dressed like a vampire, (but TBH, catie did that herself.) this time it’s not halloween, vivian just tells elle that she’s throwing a costume party when it’s not.
*there’s like, gifs for every scene so i’m taking the opportunity and running with it, ok?!*
surprisingly, at one point these two actually bond over warner’s incompetence. and yes, i believe i’m allowed to say that because this guy is !! rich !! and still doesn’t know how to do half this stuff.
and snap!
*okay.. so i’ve noticed that with some of my summaries i leave out some of the.. extra.. bits by that i mean the filler stuff that shows some character development or funny bits like that. so for this summary i’m going to include this little seg. if you want to skip, go to ‘professor callahan... you suck!’ *
after a stressful day, elle finally finds a nail place and walks in to meet a new friend! paulette, the nail technician who has a crush on the UPS guy. elle uses her knowledge passed down to her from generation to generation to teach paulette how to finally get boned! and get her dog back from a sucky ex.
that’s pretty much all i can say.. other than bend.. and snap! (but not the UPS guys’ nose.. which is something paulette did.)
professor callahan... you suck!
everything’s going great, elle finally realized her worth and that she doesn’t need warner anymore. she’s got some great friends including vivian and is on top of the world after a discovery in professor callahan’s courtroom class. (one of the witnesses is gay!!)
until.. it’s not
trigger warning : sexual assault
THIS STUPID PROFESSOR I HAD SO MUCH FAITH IN THIS GUY AND HE JUST..
he starts off by talking about her future in law and she ends it as soon as he tries to cop a feel by rubbing on her leg. vivian, of course has to witness this and slut shames her. she tells dream boat (boy gif) emmett that she’s quitting.
she also tells paulette and -- plot twist -- one of the ladies in the spa nail place is her mean teacher who says this :
YES!!!
she ends up staying, and takes over the case professor cunt was supposed to be on because everyone basically knows now. and she wins!
warner tries getting her back but.. if this girl wants to become a lawyer by 30 she’s going to need a boyfriend who’s not a complete bonehead. sounds like she’s going to need emmett. ;)
i feel like this looks incredibly rushed.. it’s not meant to be! if you haven’t gathered from my previous posts, my brain is completely slow/fast which means i have to write everything including my opinions down after i watch a movie or i’ll forget. and, well.. i watched this 2 hours ago ;_;
thank you all!
#reese witherspoon#legally blonde#legally blonde 2#legal action#law#blonde#witherspoon#jennifer coolidge#harvard law#harvard#smart#love#romance#independance#romcom#dumb blonde#stereotype#friendship#friends#platonic#best friends
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20. “How did things go so wrong?” Catherine
Is this turning into a continuation of the other angst prompt I did for them a long time ago? Yes. Each paragraph under the line is a different memory ~
Word count: 970 words
“Thank you truly, Leroy…”
Beep beep, beep beep
Catherine laid unconscious on the nurse’s bed, days had passed since the graduation day incident and she still had not woken up. Bandages covered her wound, small cuts and scratches littered her body. The girl’s face was blank, what once was bright pink hair was now a dull blonde. Next to the bed sat a lone male, occasionally glancing at the girl. He has a few scratches on him but none of them matched the pained expression on his face when he looked at her.
“How did things go so wrong…?” He mumbled under his breath, a tear threatening to fall.
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“Oi, just what do you think you’re doing?” Leroy jumped a bit at the voice turning around to see the stranger, yellow eyes glared at him “I-“ “You’re planning on pranking Queenie, aren’t you?” She cut him off, stepping closer to him “Queenie?” He raised an eyebrow, still looking at her confused “Riddle, duh” she pouted, not liking to say his real name “Give me that!” She tried to reach out for the potion in Leroy’s hand. He smirked, moving the potion out of her reach “You…!” she hissed, ears and tail standing up. This only made the other chuckle as he continued to tease her “You gotta try harder than that, fluff ball” he stuck his tongue out at the struggling girl “You… you... Lizard!!!”
“Cati-“ Catherine hummed happily, only cutting herself off as she saw Leroy “You!” “you?” The two turned to look at each other “You two know each other?” “We’ve… see each other around?” Catherine huffed and looked away before being pulled closer “Then I’ll introduce you” Cater smiled, not feeling the tension between the two “Cat, meet Leroy. Leroy meet Cat-“ “Catherine.”
The music faded as the performance cut to a close, the band walking backstage excitedly to celebrate “That was awesome!!” Catherine was practically jumping up and down in excitement as she talked to her bandmates “Nice performan-“ Leroy was cut off by Catherine hugging him “It was a blast!” She giggled, still hugging him as the other stood there, blushing. Catherine was always teasing him or pulling pranks on him, never like this “Ah young love.” The teasing of Lilia brought her out of her performance high as she finally realized what she was doing “Ahhh!” she fumbled away from him, face bright red “L-L-Lizard…! Why are you here!” “Says the one who was just hugging me” He tried to tease her, hoping she couldn’t see his blush.
“Ugh, you are just so annoying!!!” Catherine hissed at him, angrily closing the book in front of her “You aren’t exactly the least annoying person either!” He shouted out back at her “Why are you even here?” “Well someone asked me for help with alchemy.” He sighed as he looked at her “Well it’s not my fault it’s a stupid class, why do we even need to know how to make potions when we have magic!” she sighed dramatically, blowing her bangs out of her face. The two continued to bicker back and forth until “Will you just be quiet for on-“ Leroy’s eyes widened as he felt himself be pulled forward, Catherine kissing him suddenly. He was still for a moment before eventually kissing back. As sudden as the kiss began it ended. Her face was bright red as she realized what she had done “I-I think Queenie’s calling me… I-I should go….”Catherine quickly picked up her alchemy book, bumping into stuff as she ran away.
The two laughed as they ran away from the Heartslaybul dorm, having stolen some of Trey’s sweets “Queenie will collar us if he finds out” “Then we won’t let him find out” Leroy grinned at her while Catherine laughed more. The two continued to run, trying to find a spot to rest on campus. The cold night air surrounded them. It was past both their dorms’ curfews but neither cared. This just meant that they didn’t have to worry about keeping their usual front when they were together, they could just be themselves. When they finally found a spot where they were sure no one would find them they flopped onto the ground, smiling as they caught their breath. “We’re gonna get caught one day” Catherine teased, smiling as she held Leroy’s hand “Well, we haven’t been caught yet so I think our record is pretty good” Catherine rolled her eyes with a smile “Thieving lizard” “Tricky fluff ball”. Catherine pounced on him, giggling as she looked down proudly at him. She squeaked when he made her roll over, the couple laughing as they looked up at the night sky. Catherine put her head on his shoulder, her tail wrapping around his arm as they enjoyed the tranquil night with each other.
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Tears rolled down his face as he held Catherine’s hand. The girl didn’t stir, still lifeless from her wounds “We don’t know when or if she’ll wake up… she was dying when you brought her here…” The nurse tried to talk to him, though Leroy kept his back to them. “Y-you see Miss Pinka-“ “Shire.” He cut her off, voice soft “I’m sorry?” the nurse raised an eyebrow “Her name is Catherine Shire.” He spoke a bit louder, the sounds of crying present in his voice “R-right… Miss Shire’s condition has stabilized but… if she doesn’t wake soon…” they trailed off, not wanting to say the worst case scenario. Silently they walked away, taking one last glance at the young man. They frowned, wiping a forming tear as they went back to work.
“Cat… Wake up, please….”
#twst oc#twisted wonderland oc#oc#twstoc#oc angst#ship angst#Catherine Shire#Catherine#leroy#leroy x catherine#lizard x stray
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Catie! Do you have any self-ships? You write about a lot of different characters with us/for us, but who's your ~fave~? (Could also just be a fave, not a self-ship) Is there anyone that you wish you could talk about more with us/in general?
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jfjskdhfjads ladybug PLEASE, you are so berry kind for asking❤️👉🏻👈🏻❤️
i have many self-ships, actually!! tho i'm a bit confused by what constitutes one because... i basically ship myself with everyone LOL. and i know some people have very developed backstories for their selfship worlds... i wouldn't say i have one specific "canon" for each character + i's setup... but rather i pick whatever scenario i'm enjoying at the moment and then apply it to them and do that as needed. probs cuz it changes so often and always has.
Most of the time this past year it's been bakugo (what a surprise), so i would say he's def my top self ship??? but honestly whenever i'm thinking of anything for any character, whether it's suggested by u guys or not, i'm absolutely brainrotting for them, too. i mentioned this ages ago on IHB, but for the longest time i actually liked everyone in mha pretty equally, so i lowkey still do
(its fine bc im so busy rn, but sometimes im sad that we don't have more convos about other characters)
anyway, it's kind of an inside joke with myself LOL but i always joke it's like rick + morty in my mind bc i always think of my selfships as alternate universes that are all happening at the same time... so if i'm thinking about one au of assassin bakugo and another about having kids w/ him............ they're both equally valid. or like, if im thinking about being married to kiri, that's a different caitie than the caitie married to bakugo LMAO but still me🙆🏼♀️
(does that even make sense?)
honestly... not so much recently bc i've really been going thru it w/ my writing, but i feel like i do a good job of talking to u guys about all the stuff i wanna! i've honestly been self inserting so long that turning my ideas into inserts is actually very easy for me, plus, since i LOVE and enjoy writing second person, i don't have any issues with stuff being relatable to me personally. it just always is (for the most part).
besides, tho there's definitely a couple things i wish i could bring up, like plans i have for longer things im too scared to start (which are absolutely author-inserts), they're so deeply personal that i really can't even figure out how to make them appealing LOL. so for now i just don't. but that doesn't bother me much tbh, cuz i get my fill as is!
(plus, sometimes they’re just dumb ideas)
anyway, long story short... bakugo is my current, MAIN selfship. it was levi from attack on titan for like, 7 years tho. and i'm sure i'll find someone else berry special to add to the pile too!!! and normally i imagine us meeting because... we're both fucking weirdos who hate everyone LOL and bond over that.
but thank u SO much for asking, i hope i answered this right!! and more importantly, wbu??? i'd love to hear <3 (and hope you're feeling better🥺)
#LOL I STILL HAVE TONS TO SAY WAHH but mostly just supporting details#and now i cant think of anything#having allergic reaction in my eyeball too#but yeah. i dont mention it much bc i just phrase everything in second pov cuz its my favorite#but im always selfshipping with bakugo <333#anything that says you im thinking of ME!!#hence why i always write it cuz i think u should too!!! or your fave oc#but its my favorite to read so why would i write anything else#anyway uhhhhhhh#OH ABT BAKUGO i was gonna say. he used to just be on par with kiri deku and todoroki and everyone for me#but something changed and he definitely suits all my current needs in a man#and im not willing to debate abt it#u know bc like i mentioned... ppl have really been talking abt it lately#and im not like. giving up my ideas abt him LOOOOL#anyway thats vague but i typed it all out so whatever#and to change the subject one more time#i wanna do more with people selfships too#like the other day i was thinking abt making headcanons for people's f/o relationships#but i havent figured out a good way yet that would really allow for my own creativity in the situation#but its on the mind hence why i wanna hear from u abt urs too#and i love u for asking me this#all my love and hugs <33#caitie answers#anon#selfship tw#🐞
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And thus, the gods smiled upon her and said: Let there be bitches.
― The Book of Moe
WOW. HI HELLO. This blog is literally 2 months old and you lovely people have all decided to join me in my shennanigans, loving this robot who bodyslammed me back into roleplaying on Tumblr again haha. When I first made Connor’s blog, I was really shaky about it, spending over 2 months editing the theme and writing up his stuff, editing icons for countless hours and constantly thinking “maybe this isn’t a great idea.” But it was probably the best idea, honestly. I’m so glad I’m here and that I’ve been able to meet such lovely people. Anyway enough about me let’s gush about some beautiful hoomans.
@phckinglife / @deconstructlife :
Middy. ♡ You’re up first, because you were my first friend I made in this fandom and I can’t even express how happy I am to have gotten the chance to get to know you and to write with you. Gavin and Cayden are beautifully written and you’ve put so much effort into perfecting their character. I love talking with you and screaming about ConVin with you. Because of you I can be an open ratvin stan instead of a closet one XD I love hearing about your comic and I do sincerely mean it when I say I want to be first in line to buy a translated copy!!
@rk800isalive
Eme, my love. What once was an ungodly amount of geckos in my inbox is now an ungodly amount of love and affection in my heart for you ♡ You are by far one of my favorite people in the world. You deserve the only best things and I am so happy to call you my friend. I look forward to the adventures you and I will go on both in spirit and in writing. You’re a gremlin, but you’re my gremlin.
@ruthlessnessisyourdesire / @creation-is-chaos / @cybernetichearts / @detroitfortune / @deviated-detective :
AAAAAAAAASSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! When you followed me on Sixty back when I was a wee noob to the fandom I can’t even express how excited I was! All of your muses are perfect (and I know for a fact I’ve probably missed at least one of your blogs in up there but we’re gonna pretend I didn’t) and your writing is flawless. I can’t wait to get to throw Connor at all of your muses. I would die for all of them. Including Corvus. Especially Corvus.
@syntheticisolation / @triptocained :
DANNY I’m gonna body slam you with all my love for you and your muses. Richard is the best murder baby and I’m so happy we’ve been able to write such awesome things together. I know you’re still waiting on those discord replies pls don’t kill me fdksvskgbkgfd. Thank you for getting me into Heavy Rain, thank you for binging horror movies with me, thank you for just being so fucking cool and being my best broham.
@filledgxld / @rxseguided / @repliicantceo / @ofthenigxt :
Catie~ I love you so much you’re such a wholesome bean with such awesome muses. Connor is so gay for Vannevar it’s not even funny and Jesse and Eli and Elliot and *looks at smudged writing on hand* Thunderpants ( @terrifiesall ) are all so unique.
@glaiveofruin / @androidvixen / @chloemodelrt600 :
Glaive every time I see your North I’m just like “hell yeah, you funky little hellraiser.” She’s fucking awesome, and you’ve been hella rad too. I’ve had so much fun writing with you, I can’t wait to branch off and let Connor play with your other muses!
@lethalxarsenal / @coffee-and-guns / @vexeddetective / @leaderawakened / @stayhuman-genevieve / @diiivinerose / @fearlessandchaotic / @creatorofclay / @antiquexbeast :
THE CORVUS CULT!!! You guys have brought some of the best times for me, and honestly thank god this all happened when it did so we could have jackbox and hungergames simlulator nights lol. Literally just hanging out with all of you is so much fun and y’all deserve so many good things. Lea, Ely, Kam, Damien, Iron, Curly and Feli, you are all totally fucking sweet (and spicy ;D) beans and you deserve all the happiness in the world.
HONORABLE MENTIONS!!!!
These are all lovely people who I’ve been able to talk to a few times that I really hope to get to know better. You’re all awesome people and incredible writers. Keep on keeping on, and honestly come here and let me love you goddammit.
@serviant / @dogandroses / @negotiiator / @therightdirextion / @an-unlikely-duo / @zeitlosleben / @baddcop / @soulcoded / @soulstied / @bitterbadge / @deviatiions / @failedmission
NEWBS!!!!
And these are my newest mutuals!! Thank you so much for helping me reach this milestone and for giving me your time ;w; I look forward to getting to know you all and writing with you. Consider this a callout post for how cool you guys are and how excited I am to start doing stuff!!!
@h8anderson / @jericholeader / @hardboiledmillennial / @ambitiouslyruthless / @cyberlifemistake / @prettyniceguyforasynthetic / @hollow-pride / @ludditeexe / @enfrcrr / @talktoten
Peace, Love, and Moe ~
#patch notes {ooc}#moe's best bitches {follow forever}#;; long post#// SO MUCH LOVE#// SO MUCH#// Y'all make me so happy#// i've said it once and i'll say it a million times#// thank you thank you thank you
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Rules: Tag 10 other blogs you want to learn more about!
Ahhh a tag from @sp-oops Thanks dude! Sorry this took me a thousand years to get around to T.T
Name: Catherine
Nicknames: Catie and Keiki
Starsign: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Height: 5′7" when I think about my posture lol
Fave Color: sunshine yellow :)
Current Time: 5:30am
Current Location: Colorado, USA
Average Hours of Sleep: a solid 8-9 most nights
Lucky Number: ? I don’t really have one, but I’ve always liked the way 20 feels, I guess. 3s and 5s are nice too
Last thing I Googled: ski areas in Montana
Number of Blankets I Sleep With: blanket + comforter in the winter, just the quilt in summer
Fave Fictional Characters: If I’m not careful then I’ll just turn this into a list of “characters I project on” instead of my actual favorites lol but let’s give it a shot. Elizabeth Swann (POTC), Elliot Spencer (Leverage), Mulan (1998 movie), Elizabeth Bennet (P&P), Luke Skywalker (SW original trilogy only; new trilogy Luke? I don’t know her), Vax and Jester (Critical Role), Thor (Marvel), Baru Cormorant (The Masquerade. I don’t actually LIKE her very much, but she is extremely compelling).
Fave Bands/Artists: Fall Out Boy, The Birthday Massacre, John Denver, The Cure, HIM
Dream Job: ooof. No idea.
Random Fact: I’ve got a 253 day streak on duolingo!!
Do You Have Any Other Blogs? (x) for aesthetic/photography, (x) as a semi-ironic scene kid blog, (x) is called College Hell so I’m sure you can guess what it’s about, plus a couple others just for me lmao
When Did Your Blog Reach its Peak? It has literally never had one lmao, but I used it most frequently during 2017-2018ish
What Made You Decide to Get Tumblr: Back in middle/high school I was first getting into the idea of online fandom. Between spending a lot of time creeping on my friends’ blogs, and seeing a lot of screenshot-ed tumblr stuff over on pinterest, I eventually caved and made my own blog instead of continuing to get my content secondhand lol
Do You Get Asks on a Daily Basis? Heck no, but they’re fun when they show up!
Why did you choose your URL? Ok haha so it's based on nicknames I had when I was a little kid. My baby brother couldn't say "Catie" when he was learning to talk and always pronounced it "Cay-key", which is the same way you say "child" in Hawaiian ("keiki"). My mom spent a lot of time in Hawaii throughout her life so she loved using that as my nickname. Plus my parents were as gende-neutral as possible with everything pregnancy/baby related, so before I was given a name their families used "Good Better" as a silly, nongendered nickname to talk about the baby (Our last name is "Best" so "good, better, best"; like the adjective progression)
No brainpower this early in the morning to tag other people, I’m sorry. Pick it up and tag me if you wanna do it too!
<3
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SCATTERED THOUGHTS ABOUT DAY 1
Well, as I sit here and write this at 1:30am, I am totally exhausted, but somehow not tired at all. I’m on hour 20 without sleep, but to be completely honest, I can’t stop smiling long enough to close my eyes. Today has been a hectic but incredible day.
Mom and I landed in the big city around 2pm today (August 24th, 2018) and we heroically (with the help of a few kind strangers) hauled all of my junk up to the seventh floor of C4. Only took two trips on two trolleys! After a couple of hours of sweating profusely and unloading all of the bins we had the room essentially put together, my sections anyway. Thank you mom (so, so, much), for cleaning the bathroom which was more-than-slightly below normal hotel cleanliness standards. After wandering around looking for the car for 10 minutes (my bad), we hopped in and took a trip to the most disorganized Wal-Mart in North America. But, thankfully, no matter how messy and chaotic, it had the few things I needed to pick up for the room.
Mom and I got the rest of my stuff unpacked just in time for my roommate to walk in the door! Delal flew in from Turkey today (a 15 hour flight, yikes), and was so incredibly sweet, despite her sleep deprivation and the fact that her luggage wasn’t transferred properly and won’t get here until tomorrow. We chatted for a little while while I organized a few things and hung up some of my decor, and she seems like a great girl, I really hope that we make great roommates! Delal tasted her first cheese curd, and she gave me some gum that was a flavour I’ve never tasted before! She said that she was worried that she would get here and it would be dirty in the room, but when she walked in it smelt like flowers (from all the cleaning products) and she knew that it would be okay! She also said I seem really happy and that Canada must be a great place to live, because everyone was so nice and pleasant. Montreal really is an amazing city, no matter how much mom hates driving here in a standard (so many hills and crazy drivers man, oh texas).
After Facetiming with Dad and Blayne to give a very brief room tour, Delal was in for the night so I met up with a few online friends from the “Sherbrooke Fam” facebook chat group. I met lots of new friends and put some faces to names. We did a little self guided tour of the building and a few people let the group of around ten of us see what their rooms were like, since there are many different types as we’re now finding out.
I’ll now briefly mention a few of the personalities I met today! First things first, there are two James’s, and for a while only one James was around, so he claimed to be the “Better James”. James 1 (self-proclaimed “Better James”) is from Maine but has dual citizenship, and James 2 (thoughts on his superiority unknown to me) is from New York. Carol is from Burlington, and it turns out we we both competed in the NTS (Sears) Drama Festival Provincials this year! I remembered that her school didn’t get to see our show, but she remembered that we got lots of awards which was very nice to feel a little BCI pride coming through already! Also, she’s playing for McGill’s rugby team this year, which was another reminder of home! Okay, who else. Dana is from Burlington as well, and she is some sort of expert climber so she could probably go up Mont Royal 3 times in the time it would take me to get up there once. Anna is from Vancouver and has a very complicated love life, but I’m sure I’ll get it all straight soon. Neila (it has the cool double dotted i, but I don’t know how to make my keys type in cool other languages) is all the way from Saudi Arabia, but also speaks incredible French. She told us about how she was sort of named after Neil Armstrong (Neil-a) AND how she was born on June 20th which is the day that he landed on the moon. We made fun of Grant for all of his Americanisms as he is from Seattle. Michael is from Toronto and somehow we talked about Calculus for a little while, the last thing I thought I would be talking about on my first day in Montreal. I’m starting to blank on everyone else that I met tonight but I can’t forget about Patrick Lu, but that’s mostly because I met him earlier this summer at Target McGill. Will update this post with pictures once my room decorating is complete! Tomorrow I think I’m meeting up with Catie, Emily and Jayden who I also met earlier this summer at Target McGill, so that should be fun too!
Alright, I guess this is blog post #1 all wrapped up, but stay tuned to hear about the Thrilla in McGilla.
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Wow your facts are so cool!! I love learning about everyone outside of basic history books and what the musical portrays :0 If it's not too much trouble, could I get some John Laurens facts?
Aaahhh thank you so much!! I love talking about all of them! :’) I am super excited to finally get around to some John Laurens facts! This is going to part one of two different posts, with this one focusing on his life pre-American Revolution. Enjoy, and look out for part two within the next few days! ;)
John Laurens was born on October 28, 1754, in Charleston, South Carolina
His parents were Henry Laurens and Eleanor Ball Laurens
Both of his parents’ families grew their wealth through slavery (mostly through rice plantations)
Henry Laurens owned one of the largest slave trading houses in the thirteen colonies
So John Laurens grew up entirely surrounded by slavery
John was the eldest out of five surviving (anywhere between 12-14 total) children
(the average number of births per woman in this time period was 15, and the average number of surviving children was 8)
His younger siblings were Martha, Henry, Jemmy, and Mary Eleanor
The children were all tutored at home because Henry Laurens was hella rich and could of course afford the best tutors for his children
One time John sketched some turtles for a naturalist and the drawings were published in a journal alongside the naturalist’s article!!! You can see what he drew here :)
When John was about 16, his mother died :’(
After this, John and his younger brothers were sent to England to be educated
(Their father stayed in London with them until 1774)
John was educated at Geneva, Switzerland for two years (1772-1774)
While he was there he seemed to have a good time!!! Or at least meet someone he really liked…….
This is when he met Francis Kinloch ;)))))
John and Francis met in 1774, when Francis arrived in Geneva for his studies
It’s likely they knew each other before this, since they were both form South Carolina
But Geneva is where their relationship develops
John and Francis had a romantic relationship ;)))
This seems to be John’s first relationship :’)
But it was not destined to be! :’(
John returned to London in the later half of 1774 at his father’s request
John seemed to want to study medicine, but his father wanted him to study law
John gave in to his father and took up law :/
Henry Laurens then left London, leaving John in charge of his two younger brothers
John was very attentive to his brothers and took on an active role in their education and well-being
But in September 1775 tragedy would strike……
John’s younger brother, Jemmy, fell and cracked his skull open :’(
John wasn’t there when this happened, but he placed the blame for the incident entirely on himself
John was with Jemmy when he died :’( 3
There are multiple references in letters to the guilt John felt over his brother’s death
One of those letters was sent to Francis Kinloch…
In general, there’s some super gay stuff in the letters between John and Francis!!! ;)))
The earlier letters contain much more loving language, but as time progresses, they begin to fall out with each other…
The main cause of the rift was seemingly their political differences…
Laurens was obviously a patriot, but Kinloch held loyalist views
Eventually, their relationship came to an end, with Kinloch likely being the one to end it
In a letter to John, Francis writes “I shall never forget you,” seemingly ending the relationship
John responded in a super passive-aggressive way omfg
You can read much more about these letters and their relationship here!!!
Around the time of their breakup, Laurens had sex with Martha Manning
One theory (which I believe) is that he used her either as a rebound, or a way to “correct” or forget his sexuality……
Basically, my heart breaks for John Laurens and the internalized homophobia he was dealing with oh my god :’(((
And my heart breaks for Martha as well, because she became pregnant…
Pregnancy out of wedlock was much more common in the 18th century than we think nowadays, but it was absolutely necessary to marry before the birth or the woman’s reputation would be ruined
So John Laurens wed Martha Manning on October 26, 1776, likely only to save her reputation
In December of 1776, less than two months after his marriage, Laurens left for America to join the war effort
He was not present for the birth of his daughter, Frances
And sadly, he will never meet her…… :’(
This sums up part one of my IRL John Laurens facts!!! Stay tuned for part two within the next few days! Thank you for reading!
(Read Eliza Schuyler Facts Part One) (Read Eliza Schuyler Facts Part Two)(Hamilton insulted Eliza?) (Was Eliza smart?) (How did Eliza react to Ham’s death?)
(Read Peggy Schuyler Facts) (Read Cornelia Schuyler Facts) (Read Info on Schuyler Siblings) (Read Caty Schuyler Facts)
(Read Lafayette Facts Part One) (Read Lafayette Facts Part Two) (Read Lafayette Facts Part Three)
(Read Lams Facts) (Read about John Laurens’ sexuality) (Do Laurens’ letters to Hamilton still exist?)
(Read Angelica Hamilton Facts) (John Church Hamilton: Letter Ruiner)
(Read Hercules Mulligan Facts) (Read Deborah Sampson Facts) (Read Maria Reynolds Facts) (Did Nathan Hale and Ben Tallmadge have a relationship?) (How did Mulligan and Lafayette react to Hamilton’s death?)
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Catie, you thought about me? brb cryn in the club :’))))) big, huge love for you!! and kisses too mwah mwah! i hope you’re enjoying dai dark! i want to read it so bad but all the bookstores near me have just the tiniest manga sections :( i supposed i could buy it online though, also! i love your new theme! panty and stocking??!!! why do you just have the best anime taste ever? clearly you have a big brain😌 i know you said hiatus but i’ve been loving the ghost! bakugo stuff very much, it makes me laugh! hope you’re doing well and getting some rest <3 anon
YES <3, ofc i did!!! i was honestly really surprised that i found it bc i was just at a small, local place, too... they didnt even have dorohedoro so i was realllly excited... even if it can be found online, i agree... buying in person is a lot more fun, and i'll try to manifest a copy for you somewhere u can find it!!
and thank you so much EEEEEE... i still cant get over how cute the pink is... tbh tho why do YOU have the best anime taste ever??? its honestly like we share a brain...
as for my hiatus... LOL what a fail... i couldn't stay away for too long, i got jealous of everyone having fun...😳 im obvs still not where i want to be w/ emotions + everything, but i think being here in general is what i prefer and maybe someday ill try again. thank you so much for enjoying ghost bakugo tho... i love him and he makes me laugh, too...👻
anyway... i should stop talking now but i love you SOOOOOO much and am hoping the same thing for you always!!!💜💜💜
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Best Boyfriend You’ve Never Had (Bucky x Reader)- Part 8
Summary: You go to the rehearsal dinner and have a lovely conversation with Ryan. Bucky steps in to defend your honor, but you react differently than he’d expected…
Characters: Bucky Barnes, Reader, OFC Catherine, OMC Thomas, OMC Ryan, OMC Bill, OFC Trish, *special guest appearance* Ace the fictitious canine!
Warnings: just a little bit of Ryan being a shit (condescending comments), minor fight b/w you and Bucky
Word Count: 3262
Masterlist
Part 7 / Part 9
You grinned as Bucky held open your door and helped you out of the car, offering his hand as he then lead you into the restaurant your sister had booked for the reception, and where you were having drinks and dinner after the rehearsal. The ceremony rehearsal had gone off without a hitch, and you couldn’t wait to see your sister all dolled up in her wedding gown- which she had yet to show you- tomorrow at the real wedding. As you approached the restaurant, which was already filled with family and friends, Bucky grasped your hand in his and tugged you close. You entered the gorgeous venue, and you looked around in awe. It was so sophisticated and warm and formal- so unlike you- but hell, these past two weeks you’d been playing pretend, why not do the same now and pretend you belonged in a place like this. You took two long-stemmed glasses of champagne from the tray of a waiter walking by, thanking him as he passed you. You took a sip from one of them and handed the other to Bucky.
“Jesus, would’ja look at this place? I probably couldn’t afford to look through the window of this joint,” he mumbled into his glass, and you snorted in agreement. You glanced around the restaurant, knowing you were supposed to meet up with your sister at some point to go over where you were to be seated. Your sister hated the idea of one long table for the bridal party, saying it was so impersonal and distant from the rest of the guests, so she had instead arranged for the bridal party to be seated at the three round tables closest to the podium and dance floor, on the floor with the other guests’ tables. You tugged on Bucky’s metal hand, pulling him through the crowd to find your sister. You scanned the many faces coming into your eyesight before your gaze landed on a familiar head of wavy caramel hair.
You placed a hand on your sister’s shoulder, who turned around and grinned at you in greeting. “(Y/N/N)! Oh, wasn’t the ceremony just perfect? God, I cannot thank you and the rest of the girls enough for everything you’ve done to help this go smoothly. I love ya, sis!” She threw her arms around your neck, and you laughed before patting her back gently.
“Ditto,” you replied warmly. When your sister pulled away you nodded at Thomas, who you’d just realized was standing beside her.
“Hey (Y/N), Bucky. Catherine’s right, thank you so much for all your help and support. And Bucky, I’m telling you I’m gonna beat you one day at one-on-one. Just you watch.” Bucky chuckled, shrugging.
“We’ll see, man. I don’t know if any amount of practice can fix those clown feet, stompin’ up and down the driveway.” Thomas feigned a hurt expression, clutching his chest.
“I’ll have you know these clown feet seemed to be working just fine until you showed up with your freaking unending endurance and super speed. Who the hell do you think you are, you perfect specimen of nature?” You and Catherine roared with laughter, clutching on to each other as Bucky and Tom went back and forth. You wiped the tears from your eyes as you calmed down, but you quickly sobered again as a new face joined the four of you.
“Hey, man,” Ryan grinned at Thomas as he clapped him on the shoulder. You frowned. What was he doing here? He hadn’t been at the dress rehearsal.
“Hey, pal, glad you could make it!” Tom greeted his friend. Ryan’s eyes flashed to yours, hazel orbs drinking in your dress.
“Hi, (Y/N), Bucky. Good to see you two again.” He nodded, and you smiled politely, taking another sip of your champagne. An uncomfortable silence fell over your group for a few moments, until Catherine took your hand and pulled you away.
“(Y/N), come on, let’s go find mom, she’s probably off somewhere telling some poor waiter how to do his job.” You silently thanked her and fled, sending Bucky a fleeting glance before you disappeared into the crowd. “Jesus, what the hell was Thomas thinking inviting that douche? I’m so sorry, hon, I swear I didn’t know he was friends with him.” You shook your head.
“It’s fine, Catie, really. It was like eight years ago, and I’ve got Bucky now.”
(just until the end of the weekend, (y/n/n), don’t’cha forget)
You walked up to the bar, ordering a whiskey for Bucky and a rum and coke for yourself. You drank a deep sip, taking in a breath to clear your head. Catherine nearly inhaled her white wine, running a hand through her hair. “You good?” You nodded. She tapped her manicured nails on the counter before pushing off. “Okay, good. Well I actually should go find mom now, aunt Laura just arrived and was asking for her. I’ll catch up with you later? Dinner should be starting in about 15 minutes.” You waved her off before starting your trek back to Bucky. You met his eyes in the crowd as you tried to weave your way through the guests without spilling, finally making your way back to his side. You offered him the whiskey, which he took with a grateful smile before placing his hand at the small of your back. His fingers rubbed at the dark blue lace of the dress, and you leaned into him subconsciously.
Thomas was nowhere to be seen, most likely going to make the rounds with the guests, but Ryan was still standing in front of you and Bucky. He stood confidently with a hand in his pocket and the other loosely holding a glass of champagne. “So, what do you do now, (Y/N)? I mean, I know you’re an Avenger or whatever, but you don’t seem to be like a really main member of the team, so is there other stuff you do for them?” Bucky scoffed at Ryan’s remark, and just as you were about to give the smug man a piece of your mind, the hard-eyed soldier beside you cut in.
“You got some nerve. She’s not our cleaning lady, bub, she doesn’t do anything for us. She’s a vital part of the team. The Avengers work together to make sure wise guys like you can keep living your 9 to 5 lives in peace. Without (Y/N), half of the team probably wouldn’t have even come home from the missions you’re always flapping your jaw about on that bullshit radio show of yours, and a hell of a lot more innocent people would be dead too.” Ryan’s face went pale at Bucky’s sudden abandonment of his polite demeanour, and especially so at the mentioning of his show. “So don’t go and treat her like she doesn’t matter; there’s no one like (Y/N) (L/N) in the world and you’d do well not to talk down to her again.” Bucky’s sharp glare burned into Ryan’s hazel eyes, the other man swallowing thickly. He nodded.
You clenched your jaw and turned around swiftly, downing your drink in one go and abandoning it on a random table as you abruptly left the scene. Bucky called after you, but you powered on, not stopping until you were on the sidewalk outside the restaurant. The dark-haired man’s heavy hand fell on your shoulder, turning you around to face him. “Are you alright, doll? God, that creep-“
“Why did you do that? I could have defended myself,” you interrupted him. Bucky frowned at you in confusion. “I get that you were trying to defend my honor or play the protective boyfriend card or whatever, but I can fight my own battles, Bucky. I was doing it long before I met you, and I don’t need you to do it for me now.” You didn’t know why you were getting so angry; Bucky had done something no one had done for you before, something no one had ever cared enough to do, and you were tearing him a new one?
“I’m sorry, (Y/N), I didn’t mean to make you feel weak or anything. I just got so angry at him, how condescending he was being, and I just couldn’t stop myself. I never meant to make it look like you couldn’t do it yourself.” He looked at you so genuinely apologetic, brows furrowed in sincerity as he stood in front of you.
Your shoulders slumped, and you sighed. “No, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that.” You apologized, guilt washing over you. “I don’t know why I got so mad, it was really sweet of you to step in like that. No one’s ever defended me like that before, I just didn’t want it to look like I was hiding behind you to fight my battles. Thank you, Bucky.” You took a step closer to him, rubbing your arms in shame.
Bucky stepped forward and wrapped his arms around you, surrounding you in the warmth of his safety and the fresh scent of sandalwood and mint gum that was so uniquely him. “I’ll always be there to have your back, doll, but I promise I’ll let you hold your own from now on.” You smiled into his chest.
“God, you’re the best boyfriend ever. Uh- fake. Fake boyfriend.” You blushed.
(and don’t’cha forget it, honey)
You cleared your throat and pulled away. “Let’s go back inside, Catherine said dinner was starting soon.” Bucky smiled warmly, allowing you to enter first with a bow and a presenting sweep of his arm.
“After you.”
You woke up the next morning to the cozy smell of coffee and hash browns wafting up from downstairs. You lifted your arms above your head, groaning in satisfaction as your muscles stretched sweetly. You looked over to see the other side of the bed empty, the sheets cold to the touch. You frowned, realizing you’d woken up without Bucky beside you nearly every morning since you’d been in town. You were wondering if he was having trouble sleeping, and where he was now, when you heard a hearty laugh rumble up from the kitchen. Your heart skipped a beat and you jumped out of bed, running a hand through your hair as you made your way down the stairs. When you entered the kitchen, you saw your mother sitting at the island, coffee sloshing dangerously close to the edge of the mug she was holding as she gasped for air in laughter. Your father was by the sink, rinsing a measuring cup, smiling fondly as he watched your mom. Your eyes shifted to the stove, where a mess of long dark hair pulled up in a messy ponytail and broad shoulders towered over a pan of sizzling potatoes, bacon and assorted vegetables. You grinned as you approached the island, rubbing a hand over your eyes.
“Mornin’, sunshine,” Bucky greeted, winking at you through the locks of hair that had fallen out of the ponytail and into his eyes. You smiled sleepily.
“Good morning. I see everyone seems to be bright-eyed and bushy-tailed but me. Where are Catherine and Thomas?” Your mother took a sip from her coffee before answering.
“They’re already out to go over everything last-minute with the wedding planner, so it’s just us for breakfast. Sweetheart, Bucky was just telling us about your friend Steve’s birthday party that Tony threw last year, and how you-”
“Oh, God, how I got my legs taken out when Sam tried sliding down the stairs on Steve’s shield? God, that idiot’s the reason why I double check that all our weapons are locked away before any of Tony’s parties now,” you groaned. “Did he also tell you about the time Thor nearly killed all those World War II veterans with his Asgardian liquor at another one of Stark’s bashes?” Your mom’s mouth fell open in amusement. She grinned, turning to your dad.
“I still can’t believe she spends every day with Captain America and Iron Man! Our baby’s a superhero!” You put your face in your hands in embarrassment as Bucky chuckled.
“Ma, I’m really not…” you insisted.
You heard the clicking of nails on hardwood floor quickly approaching you, and you turned around just in time for a golden mass of fur to come sliding clumsily into your feet. You barked out a laugh as you knelt down to pet your dog.
“Hi, buddy! I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever; we’ve just been so busy this week I haven’t had any proper Ace/(Y/N) time!” You scratched under his ears as his tail wagged eagerly.
“Bucky sure was having some good bonding time with him when we came down this morning,” your father commented. “We came down and Bucky was outside playing with Ace and his ball. Already took him for a walk and all.” You looked up at Bucky in awe as he ducked his head, pushing the hash browns around in the pan with the spatula. “I swear, he’s making us look like bad pet owners, the attention he’s been giving that dog these past two weeks.” You laughed, wrapping your arms around your dog. He licked your ear affectionately, his long wagging tail tickling your nose.
“Well, Bucky’s always wanted a dog. He never had one as a kid, and now, well, Tony’d have an aneurysm if his precious tower was contaminated with dog hair, God forbid,” you rolled our eyes as you recalled what Bucky had mentioned to you once. The two of you had been driving to the upstate Avengers facility and you’d driven past a young woman walking her dog; it had been a gorgeous golden retriever, and something in its eyes and its playful energy had reminded you of Ace.
You rubbed between Ace’s ears once more before standing up and heading over to the coffee pot, the lab-boxer mix hot on your heels. You poured a mug of coffee for yourself, peering over to see Bucky’s was nearly empty, and you pulled it towards yourself to refill it, as you usually did every morning, even at the Tower. Bucky smiled at you in gratitude as he scooped the hash browns into a Corningware container. He stepped forward and you stepped back, anticipating he’d be reaching for a fork from the utensil drawer you had been standing in front of, opening the drawer for him as you moved out of the way. You switched places with him, smoothly taking the now empty but greasy frying pan from his hand. He turned back around to put the fork in the hash browns, and you handed him his coffee mug before sliding behind him to the sink to rinse out the pan.
“How long have you two been together again?” Your mother asked. You had to bite your tongue from saying that you weren’t actually a couple, and Bucky answered without a beat.
“Seven months.” You felt a soft smile tug at your lips.
“God, you’d think you two have been together for years. You just move so fluidly around each other. It took Bill and me years to get that kind of looseness around each other down.” Your dad, who was now standing behind your mom with a hand resting on the back of her chair, chuckled.
“Remember our first week living together in that tiny apartment? We must have stepped on each other’s toes four times a day trying to maneuver around in that kitchen.”
Your mom turned around to give him a teasing look. “How can I forget? I still can’t feel my toes.” You and Bucky laughed, finishing the preparations for breakfast. You took out the plates and forks as Bucky set out the food he’d made. “Oh, Lordy, I don’t know if I’ll be able to fit in my dress for the wedding today after eating all this food,” your mother hummed as she sat beside your father at the table. She turned to you, placing a hand on your arm. “(Y/N), if I haven’t already said this, listen very well: please marry this man so I can have at least one other good cook in this family.” You blushed at her comment.
“Ma,” you warned. “You’re gonna scare him off…” You whined. Bucky pulled out a chair for you, giving you a chivalrous smile.
“Oh, sweetheart, I’ve seen you right after you’ve rolled out of bed at noon after one of Natasha’s girls’ nights out. If that hasn’t scared me off, I’m here to stay.” You flushed even warmer, both from embarrassment and the sincerity in his tone.
At about 3:00 that afternoon, you were adjusting your necklace around your neck when you heard a knock at the door. “Doll, it’s me, can I come in?” Your heart skipped a beat at the sound of Bucky’s gruff voice, and you squeaked out a yes. The door opened and Bucky poked his head in, glancing around the room before fully entering. When Bucky stayed silent, you turned around from facing the floor-length mirror on the wall to take in his appearance. Your breath caught in your throat. His broad figure was dressed in a sharp dark grey three-piece suit, with a light blue striped tie and dress shirt highlighting his baby blue gaze. His long chocolate locks were brushed and tucked behind his ears, the hint of stubble he’d neglected to shave that morning only reinforcing the captivating edge of his look. You cleared your throat, no longer holding back the smile that tugged at your lips.
“Wow, you look good. Clean up nice for a meatball.” Bucky let out an amused laugh, his gaze never wavering from your appearance. You suddenly became very aware of how underdressed you would look next to this perfect asshole, and you crossed your arms in front of yourself self-consciously. “Damn it, I wish you’d shown me what you were wearing; I would have gotten Catie to pick a more flattering bridesmaid dress,” you laughed sheepishly. Bucky’s eyes snapped up to your own disbelievingly.
“What? Doll, you’re gorgeous. I can’t stop looking at you. I mean, you’re always gorgeous and I never can stop looking at you no matter, but tonight, this dress, everything- it suits you so perfectly. Catherine’s a genius because it’s- I- it’s beautiful. You’re beautiful.”
(holy fuck, does someone have a defibrillator handy, (y/n/n)’s heart stopped at ‘doll’)
You smiled shyly and looked down, tugging at the soft fabric of your dress. You turned back around to look at the mirror. You smoothed down the skirt again, taking it all in to try to see what the big huff was about. It was just a simple dress, a dusty rose pink A-line number with a sweetheart neckline. Chiffon straps crossed in the open back while the waist cinched in before allowing the skirt to flow out to the floor. Your hair was curled in big, loose waves and was half pinned up and braided, allowing for your wavy locks to freely tumble over your shoulders without falling in your eyes. “C’mon,” Bucky said softly. “We’ve got a wedding for me to show you off at.”
You took his hand and allowed him to lead you down the stairs once again, just like the night before. At the base of the stairs you slipped on your heels, checking to make sure your spare pair of white flats were in your purse for later in the night when your feet would inevitably start to go numb from the heels. You grabbed a jacket before turning to Bucky, giving him a smile to confirm you were ready to leave for the wedding.
“You ready, doll?”
You nodded in affirmation.
“Here we go.”
Part 7 / Part 9
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