#valentines was tough bc couples were coming in to work out after their date??? like go be cute elsewhere.
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working overnight at the gym on drinking holidays is pretty good bc theres barely anyone in here to work out
#superbowl was dope#cinco de mayo was dope#420 was utterly unspecial ):#valentines was tough bc couples were coming in to work out after their date??? like go be cute elsewhere.#st patricks was ok#mine
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Undercover
Pairing: Harry Hart x Fem! reader
Summary: While doing surveillance at a gala, Y/n and Harry's identities are threatened to be uncovered and they take to a rather intimate method of hiding their faces
Content/warnings: smutty themes? nsfw, fluffy stuff, cursing, suggestive themes, semi-public foreplay/teasing, making out, Merlin’s still alive bc i want him to be
Word count: 3,729
“A Gala. In the middle of winter, this means I might have to fight in heels, is this really necessary Merlin?” Y/n sighed, glancing out at the light drifting of snow that had begun to flutter down from the sky. Its not that she had anything against winter, the woman mused to herself, just that it makes this sort of work so much more difficult.
The year had been tough enough already, having lost Harry to Valentine, getting Harry back, the whole issue with the Golden Circle, and the constant stress was getting to Y/n, the smallest thing now able to piss her off, and unfortunately for her, this latest mission seemed to be more than a small thing.
“C’mon Y/n, i know we all could use some rest but this is important, the target is threatening to release catastrophic amounts of classified government information. I’m not asking you to be on the front line here, I just need you and Galahad on the sidelines, more as surveillance and backup than anything else.”
Y/n had been less than impressed with Merlin’s words, wanting to stay as far away as possible from field work until she had gotten a decent amount of sleep, but her ears perked up at the mention of her best friend and previous partner at Kingsman.
“You’re letting Harry in the field again?”
She asked, surprised at the man’s words. “I thought you said he wasn’t ready yet, after the problems he had while working alongside the American agents.
“Not fully, as i said, the two of you will just be keeping tabs on him from the crowd, not making contact unless absolutely necessary.”
Merlin must have picked up on Y/n’s eagerness to work alongside Harry again and allowed himself a slight smile as he spoke, sliding the paperwork across the table to the younger agent. “This place is fancy, i mean really fancy, you’re gonna want to look your very best. Go over his papers today and be here dressed and ready at 20:30 tomorrow. And I mean it, y/n, be dressed to kill, in more than just the metaphoric sense”
Most of her annoyance having melted away at the mention of Harry, Y/n agreed, taking the papers and shaking Merlin’s hand before turning on her heel and jogging down the hall of the Kingsman offices, hoping to find her friend.
Luckily Y/n didn’t need to search far, finding him in the actual tailor section of the building being fit for a tuxedo.
Y/n caught Harry’s eye in the mirror in front of him and she shot him a grin, leaning casually against the door frame.
“Lookin’ good, Galahad. Excited to be headin’ back into it?” She asked, affection shining in her smile at the sight of Harry Hart suiting up for battle once again.
It was no secret among many of the Kingsman agents that Y/n had fallen hard for the man, her feelings becoming clear to them when Harry was shot as she had broken down in tears at the news despite being one of Kingsman’s toughest agents, however she did manage to keep the secret from Harry himself, terrified of losing the relationship they already had by revealing her feelings only to find that they weren’t reciprocated.
Eggsy and Merlin, of course, had required a fair amount of bribery to be convinced to keep their mouths shut, finding the whole situation more than amusing and wanting nothing more than to spill the beans to Harry, whom they were fully convinced shared y/n’s feelings. Y/n didn’t crack though, and eventually the men had settled on the childish teasing of Y/n and placing bets on who would make the first move. Eggsy had put 50 pounds on Y/n cracking first, but Merlin put his money on Harry, having said something about Eggsy underestimating the woman.
At the moment, despite her refusal to share her feelings with Harry, Y/n feared that Eggsy was going to be the one to win the wager as she felt her heart beat faster at the happy smile Harry had offered her in return.
“Looking forward to be working alongside you again, Y/n, it’s been lonely without my partner”
Y/n felt her face heat up at the compliment, but determined not to let her resolve fail she once again held back the words she wanted so badly to tell her friend, instead choosing to push herself off the doorframe and saunter over to Harry’s position in the center of the room.
“So... A gala. Haven’t done one of these together in ages, have we.”
Y/n’s hand came to rest on Harry’s shoulder, still not having broken their eye contact through the mirror.
“It has been a while, although luckily, I never forgot how to dance”
Y/n’s confident exterior faltered at his words, tilting her head to the side and eyebrows furrowing in confusion.
“We have to dance?” She asked, voice coming out far quieter than she had hoped. Harry let out a very ungentlemanly laugh at her shock, turning his gaze from the mirror to meet his friend’s eyes properly.
“I’d assume Merlin didn’t tell you for this very reason, y/n” He chuckled. “We’d stick out too much, standing in the middle of a ballroom. To draw the least amount of attention to our position, we’re gonna have to dance”
Y/n froze for a moment, weighing her options.
On one hand, she thought, I’m dancing with Harry. On the other hand, i’m dancing. In public. What a terrifying thought, i should just tell Merlin i won’t do it. But if i don’t do it, i don’t dance with Harry.
She squinted slightly, fighting herself for which option was better, but in the end decided that the upside of pretending to be Harry’s date outweighed the negatives in the situation, and after another moment of hesitation, Y/n nodded, nervously drumming her fingers on the man’s shoulder.
“Alright then. If we’re gonna dance, we’re gonna do it right. I’m gonna go find a dress, i guess. See you tomorrow, Galahad” Y/n breathed, a hint of humor making it’s way into her words as she went on, which to her luck Harry picked up on, and replied with an exaggerated salute, earning him a giggle and smile from Y/n before she slung on a coat and took off again.
Lucky for her the London streets were nearly empty, most seeking cover from the bitter cold within the comfort of their homes, and the trip to her own home was quick for Y/n. Almost immediately upon arriving, she threw open the doors of her closet, flicking through hanger after hanger of clothes that Merlin would be less than happy about her wearing to such a prestigious event. It appeared that luck was still on her side, however, as Y/n paused, pulling out a dress previously hidden behind a thick winter coat.
It was beautiful, a slim gown of deep green velvet with a loose, plunging neckline and thin black straps with a shimmering gold woven throughout, and y/n smiled, knowing it would be perfect for the following night.
The next day passed quickly, Y/n having to study the target’s file, shower, do her hair and makeup, fit a variety of concealed weaponry on her person, and what felt to her like a million other things, and it felt like no time at all before she found herself outside the Kingsman Tailor shop, glittering heels clicking along the icy sidewalk leading up to the building. Y/n reached for the door handle, shivering slightly in the cold but was met with the door swinging open in her face, Merlin staring down at her with Eggsy, Tequila and Harry behind him.
“Y/n, you’re late, c’mon, there’s a car waiting in the back, c’mon lets go”
Merlin ushered her along, the group rounding the building to find a black towncar waiting in the alley. It took a bit of maneuvering to fit everyone into the vehicle, coats bunching up in the small space, but eventually the group situated themselves in a somewhat comfortable fashion, and they were off.
The drive was longer than Y/n had expected, but no time was spent relaxing, having found herself rather distracted by her body being pressed against a very well dressed Harry, the cramped space forcing her leg to shift up onto Harry’s so that she was sitting partially on his lap, a position that had the both of them blushing furiously and Tequila chuckling from Harry’s left.
Hoping to distract from the uncomfortable and unfortunately mildly arousing way she was seated, Y/n leaned forward to peer past Harry and raised an eyebrow at the American agent, who in return mimicked her expression, which brought a mix of annoyance and amusement to the still blushing woman.
“Mind if i ask why Harry was forced into the middle seat? Last time i checked, i’d fit a fair bit better” Y/n asked, Harry humming in agreement with her statement.
“Why, you wanna sit on my lap instead?” Tequila smirked, earning a snort of laughter from Eggsy and Merlin in the front seat and a glare from Y/n, where Harry shifted uncomfortably and blushed harder.
Y/n’s snapped back, but her retort was cut short at the feeling of the car slowing to a stop and Merlin leaning over the drivers seat to run over the night’s details one last time.
The plan went smoothly from then, Eggsy and Tequila positioning themselves near the main doorways and Merlin settling himself behind a computer, leaving Harry and Y/n to shed their coats and make their way further into the ballroom.
A string quartet was set in the middle of the north wall, playing what y/n recognized immediately to be a slower rendition of the seal lullaby, and she fought the urge to twirl around a couple times, instead smoothing out her dress and holding out a hand to Harry.
“Well Mr. Hart, may i have this dance?” Y/n spoke calmly, careful to avoid appearing overly enthusiastic so as not to draw unnecessary attention to the pair, but the warmth shining in her eyes was undisguisable to Harry, who took her arm with a smile and led her to their position in the ballroom.
The image of the two Kingsman agents settling into a graceful mix of a waltz and a simple slow dance was reflected off the marble floors, creating what would have been a beautiful photo had there been a photographer near them and y/n relished in the moment, hand clasped with Harry’s, his hand pulling her waist to his as they swayed to the music.
Harry caught Y/n’s eye as he caught her after a spin, a grin breaking through his character that made her heart flutter. The song slowed to it’s end and the couple for the night paused, the taller figure dipping y/n and freezing, their faces inches apart. Y/n felt her breath hitch in her chest, heart pounding at the intimate position they had paused in.
Her eyes met Harry’s again, the latter panting slightly, his pupil dilated and face flushed red, and dear god it turned Y/n on. Biting her tongue to hold back what would have been a rather humiliating moan, she rested her weight into Harry’s arms, allowing herself a second to catch her breath. As the next song began, Harry shook himself out of whatever state he was in and pulled y/n back up against him, resuming the dance like nothing had happened. Y/n, still flustered, tried to distract herself by shooting a glance towards their target, who had moved from lingering by the side entrance to scanning the crowd from a nearby refreshment table.
As the song reached a peak Harry spun y/n around again, but this time around her heel caught on the seam of her dress and she stumbled, accidentally turning away from her partner. Quickly righting herself, Y/n returned to her previous stance, but not before making brief yet intense eye contact with the man they were watching.
“Shit... Merlin do you have eyes on the target? I might have just fucked us over”
Y/n’s voice came out in a hoarse whisper, eyes blown wide with horror at the prospect of ruining Harry’s first real taste of action since the Golden Circle incident.
“Hang on, hang on, don’t abort mission yet” Merlin muttered through her earpiece, y/n hearing the clacking of keys as the older agent fussed with the security cameras
“Fuckin hell, Galahad, Y/n, he’s coming your way. Hold your position, we don’t blow your cover unless we’re 100% sure he knows who you are. Keep dancing, but don’t let him see your face”
Merlin’s voice cut across the earpiece again, and by the way y/n felt Harry's shoulders tense she knew he heard the message too.
“Shit, what do we do?” she hissed back, watching her partner risk a glance to the left and finding the target moving smoothly through the crowd, eyes set on the couple.
“Keep dancing, stay inconspicuous for as long as possible, if we’re lucky he’ll just pass on by. Now i’ll say it again, don’t let him see your bloody faces.”
Merlin’s voice was low, and Y/n couldn’t stop the nervous feeling they caused from setting in as she watched the man grow nearer out of the corner of her eye.
“Merlin i don’t know what you expect us to do here if it’s so imperative we don’t move from this spot, we can’t just-”
Y/n tuned out Harry’s urgent whispers as a solution came to mind, eyes widening at the ridiculousness her own mind had come up with, but not seeing a better solution she shushed him, placing a finger over his lips.
Harry looked confused but went along with it, cocking an eyebrow in silent questioning and giving her shoulder a soft squeeze as the man drew closer, nearly close enough to get a good look at the pair, and y/n knew she had to make her move.
With a quick whisper of “forgive me for this Harry”, Y/n brought her hands up to cup her friend’s face and pulled him into a kiss. Harry froze momentarily, his jaw tensing in shock before he followed her lead and returned the kiss, their lips moving against each others perfectly in sync and y/n couldn’t keep herself from sighing into the kiss, unconsciously pressing her body closer to his.
Harry deepened the kiss, his hands moving to thread through her hair and a vague thought reminded Y/n he was just helping to conceal her face, but it was shoved quickly to the back of her mind with a particularly passionate movement from Harry which she met enthusiastically. Her hands inched upwards to tug at his perfectly styled hair, which earned Y/n a low moan against her lips, and she pressed closer again, unconsciously slipping her leg between Harry’s. She felt his cock twitch against her thigh and all thoughts of what they were there to do flew out the window, one hand clasping at the collar of his tuxedo’s jacket and the other cupping his cheek, pulling his face down to her own.
Feeling bold, Y/n made a move to nip at Harry’s lower lip but before she had the chance, they were interrupted by a more than amused Eggsy clearing his throat beside her.
The pair flinched in surprise and pulled quickly out of the heated embrace, leaving Y/n wiping speared lipstick from her face and fixing disheveled hair, Harry somewhat discretely adjusting his clothing to hide the now quite sizable bulge in his trousers with a deep blush across his cheeks and Eggsy watching from the side, eyes tearing up from the effort of holding in his laughter.
“Merlin says good thinkin’, Y/n. The two’ve you were a bit busy to notice but Tequila got the guy, he went down nice n’ quiet, we’re supposed to get to the car as soon as possible” Eggsy had a shit eating grin plastered across his face as he spoke, which only got wider when Y/n gave Harry an awkward smile, which he returned briefly before shoving his hands in his pockets and staring down at his shoes.
Snickering, Eggsy escorted the pair through the crowded room and through a series of side doors, which after a seemingly unnecessary number of hallways led to a back exit where the towncar that had brought them to the gala was waiting.
Dreading what was sure to be an uncomfortable conversation with Harry, y/n winced at the thought of how inappropriate her actions towards her friend were, and she moved to open the passenger side door but was stopped by Eggsy once again, who flung open the door and threw himself in next to Merlin, who quite to her displeasure shared Eggsy’s smirk.
Y/n’s eyes locked with his, silently pleading to switch seats but her weak attempt proved to be in vain as Eggsy winked and pointed over his shoulder to the back of the car, where Harry was already seated.
Y/n glared at Merlin but didn’t argue, and took a deep breath before sliding into the car, which to her luck was no longer so cramped due to the third agent having stayed behind with the target.
The space was still smaller than she would have wished, but the cover of darkness provided a touch of comfort that y/n was endlessly grateful for.
Shadows crossed across her legs as the car rolled into gear, Merlin driving out of the alley and beginning the long journey back to the Kingsman headquarters.
Y/n sighed, leaning her head against the window and closing her eyes, hoping the cold glass against her skin would help to drown out her racing thoughts.
Much to her dismay, however, they had been traveling for less than ten minutes when Eggsy turned around, leaning over his chair with the same wicked smile stretched across his face as he had worn before.
“So, you two had some fun t’night, didntcha?” Merlin let out a snort of laughter from beside him, Eggsy nodding his head suggestively between the pair in the backseat. Too tired to come up with a snarky reply, y/n simply rolled her eyes at Eggsy, and went back to working up the nerve to say something to the uncharacteristically silent figure seated beside her.
The realization that Harry was rarely this quiet around y/n outweighed her fear of confrontation, concern for her friend pulling her focus from Eggsy to the older man, and she turned to face him.
Harry was sitting stiffly, hands clasped in his lap and head straight forward, but he must have been watching y/n out of the corner of his eye, as he looked to the side to meet her eyes when she turned from her position by the window to look up at him.
In that moment, the car was silent aside from the low rumble of the engine, the tension between the two growing from tolerable to an absolute peak, hanging thickly in the air between their bodies.
It was thick enough, apparently for Eggsy to pick up on it, and with a chuckle about “giving you two some privacy”, he pressed a button beside his seat that caused a black divider to come up behind him, separating the front from the back of the car and leaving Y/n and Harry in silence.
Both Harry and Y/n stayed frozen in place, faces turned to each other and her eyes locked on his. Hesitantly, y/n placed a hand on Harry’s knee, a motion that years of friendship had taught him meant she had a lot to say, but didn’t yet know how to say it, and Harry nodded, the silent exchange sharing more than words would be able to.
“...I... I’m sorry, Harry, i shouldn’t have...” Y/n’s voice was low, barely above a whisper as she spoke, trailing off as the words caught in her throat.
"No, y/n, it was my mistake, i just...”
Harry's voice faltered as well, fingers coming up to fuss nervously with the strap of his eyepatch, a habit y/n had noticed Harry picked up when he felt flustered.
Neither of them knew what had happened; one moment they were sitting in silence, y/n’s hand on his knee and tension high, and the next moment y/n found herself being pulled into Harry’s lap, her hands once again tugging at his hair as they met again in a heated kiss.
Her dress had hiked up to her hips at this point, allowing Y/n to straddle her lover properly, and this time she didn’t hesitate to grind down against him, Harry’s hands coming to grip her smooth hips as she rubbed her barely covered sex along the bulge in his trousers, both letting out groans of pleasure at the friction.
Harry’s fingers trailed down y/n’s body as they made out like horny teenagers in the backseat, moving from her hair down to cup her covered breast, and down further to trace along the slick fabric of her panties.
Y/n whimpered at the touch and moved to return the favor, her own hand coming to palm at his cock through his pants, at which Harry gasped and yanked her down onto his lap once again, hips thrusting up to grind against y/n’s cunt.
She moaned against his mouth once again, pulling away for just long enough to strip off Harry’s coat and unbutton his shirt before returning to her position on his lap. The two were so caught up in the moment that they didn’t notice the car pulling up to the curb and stopping, however they did take notice to the door flying open and the flash of a camera, followed by Eggsy’s delighted voice and a deep laugh from Merlin.
Embarrassed, y/n quickly tugged her dress back into place and slid out of the car, holding out a hand for Harry to take as he climbed out, looking as red faced as y/n felt.
“Go on, buggers, we took you to Galahad’s place. I’ll find out who won the bet tomorrow, go have some fuckin’ fun.” Eggsy laughed at their dumbfounded expressions at his words, but chose not to respond, instead returning to his seat beside Merlin who drove off a few seconds later, leaving two very sexually frustrated agents on the sidewalk.
“Well then... Wanna take this inside?”
#harry hart smut#kingsman smut#kingsman imagine#kingsman fluff#harry hart x reader#harry hart imagine#harry hart fluff#wlm imagine#fanfic#oneshot#kingsman the golden circle#kingsman harry
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2020 fic roundup
hiii! i was going to do this earlier but,, um,, i posted three fics in the final two hours of 2020 year (for me) so :D here is finally my fic roundup - in order from newest to oldest
i’ll be using the original summaries, wordcounts n ratings etc, some of the tags, link to the tumblr post and the ao3 link, and maybe add a note or two if i feel that’s not enough
this’ll be a long post so read below the cut
(or go directly to my ao3 here especially in case you don’t want spoilers)
Fireworks up above
g, 341
NYE, established relationship, husbands, tooth-rotting fluff, kissing
Husbands Dan and Phil and their placeholder-apartment share a final NYE moment (aka 2020 NYE)
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Quiet morning
g, 304
tooth-rotting fluff, lazy mornings, sleepy cuddles, established relationship, husbands, forever home
Dan wakes up in the forever home, Phil breathing softly next to him…
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Shadows / nocturne / parting clouds
g, 2.7k
hurt/comfort, migraine, arguing, angst with a fluffy ending, established relationship, ii tour fic, alternating and outsider pov
Phil wakes up with a migraine, causing him to snap at Dan. Throughout the day, while visiting a city for the ii tour, Cornelia observes the tension, and eventually, the two of them console
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A tub fit for two
t, 853
dnp, forever home, established relationship, husbands, fluff, bathing/washing, and more
there are certain perks that come with building your own (forever) house
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Signals
m, 1.6k
texting, established relationship, food, domestic fluff, very light angst, sexual content
excerpts of dan and phil’s texts throughout the years
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At the turn of a page
g, 1.2k
liveshow, 2020-ish, fluff, established relationship, forever home
Phil’s had his reasons for not continuing liveshows during lockdown, but they’re ready for a comeback—a domestic one, at that
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Prickle on the skin, ache in the heart
t, 1.4k
2014, closeted relationship, bbc party, alcohol, vomiting, self confidence issues, jealousy, angst then fluff, happy ending
phil smiles wider, brighter. every day.
every day, dan falls in love again.
he can’t help but be a little jealous, not being able to say
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It’s home
t, 2.2k
au ice-cream parlor, established relationship, pure fluff, slice of life
A day in the life of Dan and his smitten ice-cream vendor boyfriend Phil, living on the coast of Connemara, Ireland
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Whisper of the heart
g, 976
established relationship, headaches & migraines, hurt/comfort, fluff, piano
Phil has a headache. Dan plays the piano and comforts him.
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Slice of cake
e, 2.7k
established relationship, bday sex, 2016, face-sitting, rimming
Dan’s promised to celebrate Phil with nothing but the best this year.
Naturally, he buys himself a new skirt - but it’s not just to wear.
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Supple thirty-two
this is a chaptered wip !! it’ll continue in 2021 (the update note is currently inaccurate)
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3/32
t, 4k so far
slow burn, friends to lovers, love letters, secret admirer, fluff and angst, internalized homophobia, outing, coming out, queer themes, happy ending
A secret admirer sends flowers and letters to Dan over the years
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Tenderhearted
g, 1k
2009, comfort/angst, sad but sweet, sleepy cuddles, separation anxiety
Phil doesn’t want Dan to go home. Dan agrees. Quite strongly, actually.
Feeling properly loved for the first time causes serious separation anxiety.
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I’d marry you (with paper rings)
m, 4k
established relationship, fluff, domestic, proposal, sexual content
Maybe learning calligraphy was of greater importance to Phil, and them, than Dan first thought
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Blue can be kind, too
this is my favourite fic of the ones i’ve written !! so far. it’s from the pov of kid dan so very tender and mostly very childish / undeveloped in the language, as if actually told from his brain (even though it’s third person)
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g, 4k
kid!fic, dan and phil are kids, kindergarten, developing friendship, past violence and bullying, referenced homophobia, fluff and angst, sad and happy, happy ending
A tale of being scared, starting fresh, and making your first ever friends after experiencing violent bullying.
Or rather, four-year-old Dan’s first day at his new kindergarten.
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Ablaze
e, 4k
established relationship, spanking, daddy kink, oral, aftercare
Phil’s trying to work; Dan’s being a brat. Things get heated, but not in a bad way.
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The brightest shade of sun (I had ever seen)
g, 3.9k
friends to lovers, getting together, only one bed
one dawn on the isle of man can be enough to unite two craving hearts, even if a lot of heartbreaking thoughts are revealed along the way
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Tracing constellations
t, 1.3k
established relationship, sleepy cuddles, fluff, banter, kissing
Two 6-foot men cuddling in a single armchair doesn’t sound like a good idea.
It isn’t, but dan and phil do almost anything for intimacy…
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Between the seams
g, 999
established relationship, cuddling, fluff, fear, hurt/comfort
Bone-tired lovers meet thundering downpour, rediscovering the best way to confront fear in the meantime
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Fjäll med stjärnor
this one is also a chaptered wip !! it’ll also be continuing in 2021, and probably beyond bcs it might be even longer than that
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2/?
g, 9k so far
fantasy, magic, kinda historical fantasy, dan’s a dragon, and Phil’s human (at first), strangers to friends to lovers (eventually), fluff and angst, lots of descriptions
a human’s and a dragon’s paths crossing is unusual, but in this case it was in alignment with the stars and a decision as old as time itself
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It’s not a date?
chaptered wip to continue into 2021 too
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2/4
t, 4.6k so far
there’s only one bed, bodyswap, didn’t know they were dating, friends to lovers, getting together, idiots in love, tatinof
On one hand, it should all go flawlessly. When Phil goes on tour with his boyfriend of six years, Dan, he books them rooms with only one bed. He’s not deterred by their quiet and nonsexual (monogamous) lovelife. They do things ‘normal’ couples do, just maybe not as often or intimately. He supposes Dan’s just taking it slow, trying to come to terms with his sexuality and so on. It’s okay.
On the other… Dan doesn’t know they are dating. He has a longtime crush on Phil that he thinks is unrequited, despite their mutual rather romantic and domestic behavior.
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Fur-ever
g, 3.5k
tooth-rotting fluff, dog owners/dads, dog wedding, established relationship, alternate universe - different first meeting, howells and lesters
Dog dads Dan and Phil marry their dogs, in preparation for their own big day
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The maestro and his muse
chaptered but completed!
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4/4
e, 5.5k
friends to lovers, mutual pining, body painting, teasing, sexual content
Phil is a professional artist. He’s always wanted to try body painting, and now he gets to, for a naked photoshoot. Unfortunately, his good friend, muse, and crush Dan Howell is his model of choice. What could go wrong?
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Lightyear groovin’
t, 4.6k
star wars setting, dj Phil, waiter Dan, mutual pining, friends to lovers
In a galaxy far, far away, there’s an abundance of 70s clubs. On Krithoo, local party freak Dan Howell works as a waiter at an often overcrowded cantina, Virgo Volans. And maybe, just maybe, he has an infatuation with the extraterrestrial dj frequenting their stage…
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A theism in evolution
g, 5.9k
gods au, enemies to friends to lovers, getting together, fluff and angst, emotional h/c, written entirely in letters, 1st person pov
The sungod, Phil, sends letters to Mother Gaia. He puts all his worries into words… even when he himself can’t see right through them
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Little comfort card
g, 932
separation anxiety, established relationship, business trip, vidcon, fluff and angst, homesickness, comfort, post-coming out videos
Phil goes to VidCon alone. Cue separation anxiety, something Dan seems to have accounted for..
"The whole room felt too airy, and lacked that simple, aesthetic Dan-touch. It wasn’t quite home, so to speak."
ao3
Your hoodies (come wrapped around me)
g, 869
york hoodie, clothes sharing, fluff, moving, house cleaning
Unpacking for their move into bigger quarters, Dan finds an ancient treasure in the back of their conjoined closet.
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Awestruck
g, 996
barista dan, youtuber phil, fanboy dan, crushes, getting together, strangers to lovers
Dan might meet his best customer at the end of his worst day, and get a little more
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Rainbow, proud
g, 513
post-coming out videos, established relationship, domestic boyfriends, fluff, shopping
Phil really wants the corgi shirt, but Dan thinks he has enough already
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A prickly considerate gift
it’s the piranha plant bouquet !!
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g, 1k
2014, established relationship, Valentines day fluff, gift giving, flowers and language of flowers, brief depression mention, domestic fluff, nerdiness
Phil finds a substitute for real Valentine’s day flowers
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Cherish the smile
g, 783
husbands, honeymoon, established relationship, fluff
Phil wakes on the first morning of their honeymoon; a new day to cherish Dan’s gorgeous, excited, smile
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“Seriously?”
t, 3k
strangers to lovers, enemies to lovers sort of, getting together, angst with a happy ending, co-workers, non-youtuber au, and lots of other tags lmao
Prompt: Dan and Phil meet while candle shopping and one of them can't help but comment on how obnoxious/boring/etc the scents the other one is picking out are
the time Phil met a totally-not-handsome stranger and only sort-of wished they'd never meet again. Tough luck?
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The lovers (VI)
chaptered, completed !
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14/14
m, 31k
friends to lovers, magical realism au, lots of angst but also fluff, happy ending (more important tags on ao3)
Dan, guardian of the forest, feels inadequate to love and of love. His best friend Phil loves him despite that.. but doesn’t know quite what to do when Dan becomes a hypocrite- playing with both their feelings
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Colour me rosé
another chaptered wip !! though this one may not be finished in 2021, because i have so much on my plate then - enjoy what’s here though !
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9/?
m, 13k so far
sugar daddy Phil, sugar baby Dan, phil is rich, eventually domestic, strangers to lovers, developing relationship and friendship, sexual content, fluff, a little angst, and like a lot lot more tags
nineteen-year-old Dan Howell is looking for a sugar daddy to help him achieve the dream of luxury and romantic affirmations.
Phil Lester, newly 24 and very rich, is searching for a romantic and sexual relationship.
When stumbling upon the other on the internet, similar interests and all, have they found their match?
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Archaic Allure (sonnet)
so as it turns out, writing a fic idea can really help you out with your grade (and yes, this is actually a sonnet)
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g, 104
poetry, reminiscing, fluff, Dan’s pov
Dan reminisces his love for Phil - sonnet version
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Something in your name
t, 3.2k
implied sexual content, fanfic about fanfic, emotional hurt/comfort, separation anxiety, established relationship; and more
phil reads a y/n fic ; guess who wrote it
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Ellie enchanted
g, 986
fluff and angst, happy ending, parent!phan, new child, adoption, established relationship, self-doubt, implied homophobia
Dan and Phil pick up their adopted child
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Chocolate swirls
g, 3.3k
parent!phan, snapshots, bday surprises, baking, fluff and angst, cake
Dan tries to surprise Phil for his 33rd. He fails, as humans do, but ten years later he has luckily got two adorable little helpers at his side. And maybe that makes everything just a little better.
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Dan or Da?
on ao3 this fic is just called Da, so beware of that
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t, 9k
parent!phan, friends to lovers, pretend relationship (not what you think), misunderstanding, getting together, implied sexual content, marriage, canon divergence, pov alternating
One day can change your life forever. For Phil, his daughter Mel, and Dan, who’d have guessed that day would be one when all they’ve planned is doing ordinary shopping together.
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and that’s it!! thank you for reading this sweetums, and be sure to check out any of the fics
#my fic#my fics#me#mine#phanfic#phanfiction#phandom#phan#dnp#d&p#dan and phil#masterlist#masterpost#2020#2020 roundup#fic roundup
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Rent a Boyfriend!Chan
a/n: (dedicated to all Chan stans *whispers* @pasteluji)
Lee Chan: the inexperienced type. introduce him to your friends and watch him get flustered over everything. as you have already told your friends, you’re his first girlfriend, all of them will swoon at his cute demeanor as he offers to pay and do everything. extra services include shy physical affection that’s bound to have your friends squealing.
everyone agrees
Chan is the one most accurately close to his ‘type’
he knows nothing about dating, he went into the job knowing nothing about dating, and the company was literally like
‘Sweetie, child, don’t learn to date, it’ll ruin everything’
so basically he gets thrown into different job with a thumbs up from everyone and a ‘you’re gonna do great honey’
at first he wasn’t as popular as the other guys, people usually passed by his profile without a thought, but then all of a sudden
the hype of inexperienced boyfriends was somehow glorified and that’s the weekend Chan thought he was going to collapse from over working.
He no longer wishes to be as popular as Joshua
Can often be found getting ready in the game room
The stylist is ironing his hair while his eyes are fixed on the video game and his fingers are moving at the speed of light
‘SERIOUSLY CHAN! GO GET READY IN THE MAKE UP ROOM FOR GODS SAKE’
constantly eating snacks
he sits in the chair, getting his makeup done while eating some chips even though the make up artist is like ‘you’re going to ruin your lip tint’
‘Yolo’
‘CHAN’
Everyone marvels at the way Chan changed from the moment he entered the company to him now
and at first he was so sweet and nice, and then one day he came in with a sassy ass attitude and a ‘i know i’m the shit’ look
Jihoon: i’m gonna beat him
Mingyu: not before I do
Jeonghan: get in line idiots
probably chews bubble gum and blows bubbles when he’s in a conversation with his older coworkers
one time Seungcheol pried his mouth open to throw the gum away because he was getting so annoyed
oh damn, i haven’t talked about his clients yet, lololol
okay, Chan often goes on jobs that is basically just him, his client, and their girlfriends
mostly dinner dates or lunch dates, and it’s usually the ‘first time introducing you to my friends’ type of thing
and Chan just does things he’s seen in tv shows or movies, but he always gets flustered as hell
He’s so awkward with girls that it’s cringy
Felt as though his heart was going to jump out of his chest when his client kissed him on the cheek
and the girls squealed like ‘you’re so cuute’
and then cue Chan being like ‘I’m not cute! I can be tough too’
still doesn’t understand why girls squeal more when he says that.
usually he ends up being tipped by the end of the night because he’s so innocent and cute that you just kinda gotta
one time showed off his dance moves to his client and their friends, but halfway through he got so embarrassed that he had to stop and sit in the corner and think about his occupation
he met you in the company building
you two were passing by each other, Chan was heading to school after work and you were walking in
when he saw you, he just felt so captivated, so pulled to you, he ended up staring, turning his head when you began to pass him, and all at once…
he slammed into the glass door
Cue Soonyoung and Seokmin snickering to the side while they send the video to everyone
anyway
Chan kind of stands up with an embarrassed look, hoping no one saw, but when he turns to look at you, you smile at him, lips obviously letting out a little giggle before you disappear around the corner
‘YOU LOOKED SO STUPID!’ Chan buried his head into the couch while Seungkwan replays the video
‘who is she?’ Chan asks
and Seungkwan gasps, ‘you don’t know her?’ Seungkwan makes it seem all dramatic but then he ends up laughing, ‘nah i’m just kidding. She’s new. No one really knows what she does, but she’s got her own office and all the staff listen to her.’
Seungkwan leans into Chan to whisper, ‘the other day, I heard she told off Jeonghan’s make up artist for stealing some supplies and totally fired her on the spot.’
Chan kinda thinks it’s cool. You’re mysterious, you’re so different from the other girls he’s worked with. You’re powerful in this company and he doesn’t know why.
For a while he doesn’t see you, he thinks of you periodically but you’d usually sit in the back of his mind
He was leaving work one day, outside of the building, he attempts to grab a cab when he spots you.
you were frustratingly trying to hail a cab too but it seemed everyone was being an ass today
Just a few steps next to you, Chan manages to hail a cab and he stares at you
‘You can take mine.’ he says to you
‘Really? Thanks so much.’ You jump next to him, your smile grinning from ear to ear and he can smell the sweet scent of peaches coming off of you, “Chan right? The one who ran into the door.’
He’s embarrassed once more with a grin, ‘yeah’
‘I’ll see you around then.’
Chan swoons when you leave. His heart racing and his whole day is spent feeling like he was on top of the world.
He sees you a lot more often now
In the make up room, in the changing rooms, in the lobby, in the game room, in the resting rooms
and everyone stares at Chan sitting on the couch laughing with you about something
the first few times, Chan could see just how uncomfortable everyone felt around you
But once weeks passed it seemes as though Chan’s relationship with you made everything more chillax
and people can breath once again
‘YOU’RE THE CEO’S DAUGHTER’
‘OH YOU DIDN’T KNOW’
Now chan gets all anxious now bc, it’s you, you’re the ceo’s daughter, you have the power to fire him, and he has the most biggest crush on you ever but now this just makes him a hundred times more scared to ask you out bc what if you reject him and then fire him
so he tries to pick up clues, like
hmmmm did you get him coffee because you like him or because he’s just a friend to you
did you touch his hair because you like him or because you were just fixing it as a friend
HE DOESN’T KNOW
someone help him
Chan really doesn’t know anything about love or dating, so he goes to his coworkers.
‘JUST CONFESS’
‘GIVE HER FLOWERS’
‘NO CHOCOLATES’
‘TELL HER HOW PRETTY SHE IS’
‘GIVE HER A TEDDY BEAR’
‘THOSE ARE HORRIBLE IDEAS’ screams Seungcheol at the boys who start giggling.
the talk didn’t really go well because soon after everyone had work to go to
but since Chan is a newbie, he decided to put those ideas to use.
He walks into the building with a bouquet of flowers, chocolates, and a tiny bear. He sees you standing by the lobby desks, talking to the workers and approaches you with such a nervous heart
You smile when you see him and kind of tilt your head in confusion at all the stuff in his hands, ‘did you get those for your client?’
‘No’ he stutters on the word
cue Minghao and Hansol on the side holding back their laughter saying ‘he really did it’
Chan is so nervous he’s starting to sweat a little bit and he squeaks out a little ‘i like you’ while handing you the stuff
Now you’re embarrassed. Your cheeks are flushing red as you stare at the stuff.
Chan notices how embarrassed you are and takes it to mean that you don’t like him and he looks so defeated like ‘sorry.’
But you scream ‘no no no. I’m sorry. You’re just so cute.’ you take the flowers from him and smile so bright he feels as though his heart is going to burst, ‘i like you too.’
AND THAT’S HOW Y'ALL GOT TOGETHER
he kinda gets the largest ego from dating you
Like yeah, he’s the shit now
but in reality he tattles to you about the other guys and you have to like ‘calm down Chan’
He kinda secretly wants you to be jealous of him going on fake dates with his clients and being all lovey dovey with other girls
and he’ll try to get all up in your face while you’re working saying ‘im going now~~~ I’m gonna go on another date with a girl~~’
and you just smile at him ‘okay. I’ll see you when you get back’
he’s stomping his foot screaming ‘YOU’RE NO FUN’
follows you around eating chips from a bag and you have to say to Chan ‘this is a professional setting.’
cue Chan putting a chip in his mouth as if he doesn’t believe you
‘Give me one’
‘No you’re working’
‘CHAN YOU ARE LITERALLY AT WORK RIGHT NOW TOO’ he purposely changed your phone background to a picture of him because ya he’s your man now
couple items for days but he constantly had to take them off when he works and he gets so salty about it
It was hard trying to plan a celebration for Chan’s birthday Since his birthday is just three days before valentines day, the whole company turns into a war zone
and it didn’t help that both you and Chan would be working Chan was scheduled for dates throughout the entire day, and you were in charge of the rent a girlfriend department
So you and Chan had settled to celebrate his birthday as well as valentines day after all the chaos. well that’s what Chan thinks because you have something entirely up your sleeve.
Anyway, the day of Chan’s birthday comes and it falls on the weekend before valentines so the place is pretty swamped
but before Chan leaves for his last date of the day, he goes to the rent a girlfriend part of the building and he’s literally pushing pass other girls as he tries to get to the dressing rooms where he hears your voice bc you’re getting frustrated
and Chan just comes behind you, and honestly you felt so relieved just seeing his face, it really calmed you down, and Chan gives you a nice kiss on the cheek (while the other girls squeal at the cuteness) before he leaves because he thinks he probably won’t see you until the next day
BUT
when Chan comes back to the building to change out of the company clothes, he steps into the building with a fearful look because ‘is this real? It’s so quiet. Where is everyone?’
It’s completely empty and when he fully steps into the building
BAM
The lights turn on, everyone jumps out to scream happy birthday and it’s basically a Joshua’s birthday 2.0 but with Chan but the difference is that it isn’t as big as Joshua’s birthday, it was just the other rent a boyfriends and a few other friends
it turns out, since Chan learned later, that you had convinced your dad to basically have everyone take that night off so you could use the building for Chan. it look a lot of puppy eyes and tantrums but you wore your dad down to let it happen
and instead of handing Chan a cake that night, you handed him a laser gun and a vest while screaming ‘PUT IT ON! WE’RE ABOUT TO SHOW THE GUYS JUST HOW BADASS WE CAN BE’
yeah so that’s how you and Chan ended up running around the building playing laser tag with the others
and god, when he was running on the second floor with you, he was holding your hand while running down the hall, and when he looked back, he just saw this bright smile on your face and he swore he’s never felt more in love with you
okay but you also ordered a bunch of pizza as delivery and the delivery guy was incredibly terrified when he stepped in because you and Chan were the first to get to him and you guys planned on hoarding all the pizza
so just imagine a bunch of other people just running from out of the staircase with laser guns and screaming about the pizza
but you and Chan obviously end up sharing the pizza with everyone else
and Chan is just smiling so much he thinks his face is going to break and he just can’t believe that he managed to snatch you he’s just so foolishly in love with you and he doesn’t think there would be anyone in the world who he could love even more than you.
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Otp questions for Matsuda/Light?
dflkjskaljf;ldfsakj ALL OF THEM????? aight dude.
1: Who spends almost all their money on the other?
i don’t think either of them spends a lot of money on each other. their relationship isn’t rlly....over the table. but i think matsuda gets light presents sometimes like that sashmi phone charm or fun socks. he definitely DEFINITELY gets light something on valentines day bc he sort of hopes light will do the same but uh light has to go on his lunch break to the nearest convience store and buy some shitty chocolates bc he doesn’t want matsuda to know he forgot. except matsuda like knows, he’s just too nice and a little too into light to say anything.
2: Who sleeps in the other’s lap?
matsuda will lay his head on light’s lap while light is doing paper work. its late on a tuesday when they hv light’s apartment to themselves which almost nvr happens and he’s running his hand thru matsuda’s hair. its almost like they’re a real couple. it’s almost like light cares.
3: Who walks around the house half-naked and who yells at them to put on some clothes?
they r both way too conservative abt their bodies to walk around half naked anywhere but if matsuda spills something on his shirt he’s not gonna soak in that cold coffee. he’ll strip that shirt off and use light’s washing machine and then chill in the kitchen. light yells at him, which scares the shit out of matsuda bc light almost nvr yells at ppl if he can help it, and tells him that misa is going to b home in like an hour so he can’t b waltzing around w no shirt on. then he stops, sees matsuda’s wide eyes and his anger slinks back into it’s cage so he offers to blow him as an apology.
4: Which one tells the other not to stay up all night and which one stays up all night anyway?
matsuda is always getting on light for staying up too late. “you’re giving kira too much of your time!” he says and light just gets this ugly look on his face like he’s halfway to a laugh but also abt to melt. “how else can we bring him to justice,” he says, “if we aren’t giving up some parts of our comfort?” that shuts matsuda up.
5: Which one tries to make food for the other but burns it all by accident and which one tells them that it’s okay and makes them both cookies?
god they both suck so hard at cooking. matsuda tries to make them like romantic meals and light lets him bc he loves it when ppl do things for him ever at all. all the meals end up burnt and light tells matsuda he doesn’t mind but he rlly rlly does bc then he has to explain to misa why their apartment smells like burned chicken. they order takeout or go somewhere to eat and its rlly uncomfortable for the rest of the night.
6: Which one reads OTP prompts and says “Oh that’s us!” and which one goes “Eh, not really”?
oh for sure matsuda sees those, like, couples memes and wants desperately to send them to light and b like “ha that’s us” but he’s not sure if they count as a couple since light makes him leave immeadiately after they fuck. so instead he just sort of casually will announce that this meme makes him think of someone and light doesn’t look up from his work like “what’s a meme?”
7: Which one constantly wears the other’s clothes?
god they r like different sizes but sometimes, if light is weak and lets matsuda convince him to go to his place, light borrows a shirt from matsuda that’s too big on his all flat angles body. it hangs on him and it kind of....turns matsuda on a little?? they’re all his old college track shirts. light always returns them promptly the next day, washed and folded in a plastic bag.
8: Which one spends all day running errands and which one says “You remembered [thing], right?”
light likes to send matsuda on errands bc he knows he can and also he hates hving to do small tasks so he’ll like send him to get lunch and then when he gets back will get huffy if he forgets to bring like...enough napkins.
9: Which one drives the car and which one gives them directions?
it’s canonical in my headcanon that light is a very bad driver and matsuda actually had to help him learn so matsuda drives them most of the time. light gives surprisingly good directions for what a shit driver he is, mostly bc he has a good memory and spent a lot of time using the subway so he knows his streets. get him out in the country tho and he’s like “uhhhh turn left?? maybe right??? lets use the gps.”
10: Which one does the posing while the other one draws?
light poses and matsuda draws a shitty stick figure w a tie on. light must stiffle the urge to rip it up and it’s the greatest feat of strength he’s ever managed.
11: If they were about to rob a museum, which one does backflips through lasers and which one is strolling behind with a bag of chips?
uhhuhuhuuhhh shit man i literally hv no idea with this one!!! neither of them can do a backflip but matsuda is convinced that if given the chance, he could do one and then light and he hv that charlie and mac argument of “u can’t do a backflip” “i do a backflip every day of my life!!”
12: Which one of your OTP overdoes it on the alcohol and which one makes the other stop drinking?
literally. neither of them stops the other one. light doesn’t drink a lot but matsuda will take him out clubbing which means light gets drunk off two cocktails and half of matsuda’s rum n’ coke. he dances to ariana grande and pulls matsuda on the floor and matsuda is so flattered by the attention that he lets light get drunker until he’s swaying and they hv to take a cab back to his apartment bc he can barely stand.
13: Which one likes to surprise the other with a lot of small random gifts?
i think i said in the first question, but matsuda often leaves light little gifts.
14: Which one keeps accidentally using the other’s last name instead of their own?
dslkfjla;skdfj;aslkfj;slfa matsuda sometimes puts yagami as his last name but that’s only bc he spends so much time w that family. he’d b so pleased to marry into it honestly. its a secret dream of his to propose to light and for light to accept and it keeps him warm on nights when light won’t return his calls.
15: Which one screams about the spider and which one brings the spider outside?
neither of them take the spider outside but matsuda will just smack it w his shoe. light gets the bug spray and watches the spider die, slowly and painfully. he only ever does this when no one else is around but god, it’s a little thrill to take the edge off.
16: Which one gives the other their jacket?
matsuda forgets his jacket A Lot and so light will offer his as a token of affection (or at least as much a token as light can manage). it nvr fits but the same song and dance happens every time. matsuda wishes that light would forget his jacket once so it would b the other way around but uhhhh mr. five hundred plans at once has nvr been unprepared for bad weather. except once on a certain rooftop but like who’s keeping score?
17: Who keeps getting threatened by the other’s overprotective older sibling?
their relationship is secret so nobody. but if sayu knew, she’d hv a word or two for matsuda abt dating her wonderful brother who deserves the best boyfriend life has to offer.
18: Who’s the first one to admit they have feelings for the other?
hmm. this one is......tough. neither of them every say anything but matsuda almost does. it takes a while. it takes several times of matsuda getting up to put on his shoes and looking over his shoulder, asking if light’s sure he wants to be alone. its a lot of him “dropping by” when he knows misa isn’t home but light didn’t ask him to come over and just watching tv together. he’s like a frog in water slowly boiling until he realizes the water is too hot and he’s burning with some kinda something for light. so he works up a little courage and a little stupidity and one night, after sex, he rolls over and asks light what they are. light blinks and smiles. “we’re friends,” he says and matsuda’s heart is a brick sinking into his stomach. “oh,” he says. “okay.” he doesn’t bring it up again.
a week later, light calls one of their outings a date and the brick starts to lift.
19: How good would your OTP be at parenting?
Oh They’d B Such Shit.
20: Which one types with perfect grammar and which one types using numbers as letters?
is this.....are you trying to ask me who does 1337 speak? okay okay. u would b surprised but i think light uses a lot of text chat when he messages ppl he’s closer to. if its like a work message, its all business but if it’s like a booty call to matsuda its like “hey wyd?” matsuda texts in such.....text code....u would hv to hv one of those “what is ur teen saying” guides next to u to understand. light can’t keep up. the only time matsuda texts with perfect grammar is when he’s sexting and honestly? that is half of what drives light wild.
21: Who gets attacked by a bully and who protects them?
here’s the facts: light likes matsuda but if he saw him getting bullied or anything and protecting him meant bringing himself to literally any harm? he’d turn right around and go in a different direction. matsuda defends light constantly whenever someone says something abt him being kira. anyone got anything to say abt light yagami? matsuda is on ‘em at the drop of a hat.
22: Who makes the bad puns and who makes a pained smile every time the other makes a pun?
god matsuda makes so many puns. he’s out of control. every time he opens his mouth its light’s worst nightmare which is nice humor and fun. he’ll grit his teeth and smile but inside he’s in special dead hell which is for ppl hearing bad jokes. BUT there’s one time where light is doing something and doesn’t catch himself b4 just out loud making a pun and the grin on matsuda’s? could’ve lit up an entire stadium.
23: Who comes home from work to see that the other one bought a puppy?
if matsuda ever brought a puppy into light’s home, he’d b out on his ass in a minute. his dick game isn’t that strong.
24: Which one gives the other a piggyback ride when they’re tired?
matsuda is actually a little stronger than light, he’s like short-ish but built and frequently has to carry light home from clubs bc he can’t handle his alcohol. when he does carry him, light gets v handsy and matsuda has to like try and calm him down which is hard bc matsuda is drunk too? uhuhuh here’s something: one time when matsuda was carrying light home, light kept up this stream of conversation abt nothing and then started to make this weird, choked crying noise and matsuda was like whats wrong and light just kept saying “he’s dead” all gargled n shit. matsuda got him home and everything and light offered to hv sex with him but there was something so dead eyed abt him that matsuda was like “uhhhh i’ll just go home.” and light looked v small and matsuda knew he should probably stay, that light would b sick soon and probably vomit and he should definitely stay but he leaves anyway. he thinks abt that a lot after he shoots light. abt the way he lay there like a corpse, like he died six years ago and was haunting himself.
25: Which one competes in some sort of activity and which one does the overzealous cheering?
every once in a while light will do some intramural sports like soccer just to keep up his physique (he’s one of those ppl that like sports over like gym time) and matsuda always goes w misa under the pretense of their friendship. secretly tho he’s checking out light’s legs in shorts. light has v defined thighs.
26: Who takes a selfie when the other one falls asleep on their shoulder?
matsuda takes eight selfies every rare occasion light sleeps on him and uses the kitty ear filter on them. he only sends the snapchat to his mom, who is the only person that knows abt him and light, and keeps the photo saved on his phone. light nvr finds out abt them. matsuda’s mom snapchats him back a thumbs up.
27: Which one would give the other a makeover if they asked?
light would definitely give matsuda pointers and he actually does it, unsolicited, pretty often. if he could get a crack at matsuda’s waredrobe? god. the amount of macy’s casual wear he would shove in there. he hates matsuda’s day off clothes. worn jeans??? no thanks!!!
28: Which one owns a pet that the other is absolutely terrified of?
matsuda has a lizard named suds and light is not terrified of it, okay??? he just doesn’t like how it feels when it touches his skin and also how its eyes look and also he’s maybe a little scared of it so whatever
29: Which one holds the umbrella over both of them when it rains?
light insists on holding the umbrella bc he’s taller and likes the control but if he’s super busy and speedwalking he lets matsuda do it. also bc he likes flexing his ability to make ppl do things and it makes him feel royal to hv someone else hold his umbrella.
30: If your OTP went on vacation, where would they go and what would they do? Who would take the pictures?
well, they’d literally nvr go on vacation bc they r not in that kind of relationship BUT if they did, they’d probably just go out to the country to a bed n breakfast in the gayest fashion possible. light would use the time to read some books he bought but nvr got around to reading. matsuda attempts to write a science fiction story which he is too embarassed to show light. light hacks his computer when he’s asleep so he can read it and finds out that the love interest is just a thinly veiled version of himself so he shuts the computer and crawls in bed, blushing bc he’s flattered and bc there were a lot of alien sex scenes w his character.
matsuda takes several phone pics of light falling asleep in the car on the way to the bed n breakfast and is sorely tempted to save one as his phone background. he doesn’t but he does keep one of those pictures even after light dies. it reminds him that light was human. that somewhere there was a person in there, that he didn’t sleep with a monster.
#death note#y'all better like and reblog this bc i went and answered 30 damn questions#under a read more bc its long as hell#i got carried away on a couple questions.....#Anonymous
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hey! i've been reading your old ask replies religiously for the past couple days so i've gotta ask what some of you "random" headcanons are, like nicknames, maybe stuff abt britt's sister? i'll take basically anything lol
also, whats your general headcanon on what happened post “new directions” for brittana? bc the 5x20 “explanation” didn’t really explain anything & in 6x03 santana says they should start living together so what exactly do you think they had been doing up until that point?
Hey, @tryingtoohardddd!
So I wrote this little “fix it” patch that is basically my headcanon for what Brittana get up to between episode 5x14 and episode 5x20.
The TL;DR version goes as follows:
Between episodes 5x14 and 5x18, Brittana go on a ten month vacation because the Glee writers can’t keep track of their own timeline.
Despite what Brittany later says in episode 5x20, the girls do indeed make it to both Lesbos AND Hawaii as planned.
Brittana then return to NYC together circa the events of episode 5x18.
However, because Brittany is about 900000000% done with Rachel Berry the New Directions, she lays low while Santana interacts with them.
While Santana crashes at the Jones-Evans-Anderson brownstone, Brittany stays with some dancer friends who are attending Julliard.
During this time, Santana works at the diner while Brittany searches for a job of her own, the plan being that once they save up enough money, they can move in together. Unfortunately, Brittany does not have much luck on the job front.
Brittana see each other pretty much every day during this time, but they never let on to the other glee kids that Brittany is in NYC. Because the glee kids are the glee kids, they also never really ask Santana where Brittany is or what she’s doing or even how their vacation was.
Eventually, Santana gets offered a chance to star in another Yeast-I-Stat commercial. Mercedes also offers Santana the chance to sing backup on the Park and Bark tour.
Santana knows that between the tour and commercial gigs, she will make enough money to help her and Brittany rent their own apartment. Still, she is reluctant to leave Brittany for so long to go on the road.
Brittany’s solution is to finally reveal her presence in NYC to the New Directions and get Mercedes to hire her as a background dancer.
Cue the events of episode 5x20.
Brittana then tour around the US with Mercedes for about five months.
At the end of the tour, they either return briefly to NYC where they both live with Mercedes OR they go straight from their last tour gig back to Lima circa the events of episode 6x02. Take your pick.
Either way, they’re still in a place where they’re looking to finally move in together in New York—for the first time sans roommates—per their discussion in episode 6x03.
They remain in Lima as they prepare for their wedding, and then they move back to NYC once they are lawfully wife and wife.
As for random headcanons, I put a bunch of ‘em after the cut.
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So these are mostly Mouseverse, but you can wedge ‘em in to make them fit canon, too, if you like:
Brittany’s dad refers to Santana as “Santana-banana.” Santana always blushes at the nickname, but secretly she likes it because it makes her feel like part of the family.
Brittany’s dad calls Brittany “Brittany Sue,” which is something that of all Brittany’s friends only Santana knows.
Brittany has saved every card, note, and valentine Santana has ever given her over the years, and she keeps them in a secret box in her closet. During the events of S2 when Brittany is dating Artie and she and Santana aren’t really hanging out so much, she sometimes pulls the box out and reads through its contents and has a long cry because she just misses Santana so much, and she doesn’t know how to make things right between them. Of course, on a happier note, once she and Santana actually get together during S3, she has to get a bigger box because Santana is constantly giving her the sweetest love letters all the time, and her collection grows exponentially over the course of just a few months.
Long before she came out, Santana used to have a pretty massive crush on Brittany’s lookalike older cousin, who was a star on the women’s volleyball team at Bowling Green. Of course, Santana never framed her feelings as a crush. She just talked a lot about how the cousin was pretty much the coolest person ever and followed her around like a puppy whenever they were in the same place together. Brittany didn’t get why Santana was so obsessed because, in her opinion, her cousin was kind of boring and didn’t even have an interesting college major. Later on, after Santana is out and she and Brittany are dating, both Santana and Brittany look back on the situation and laugh because, holy shit, little baby gay Santana had it sooooooo bad.
Brittany’s little sister was born when Brittany was nine years old. In my stories, I never actually refer to her by her given name because Brittany and Santana call her mean nicknames like “runt,” “pint-sized,” “pipsqueak,” “brat,” and “rugrat” pretty much all the time. But her given name is Ashley Elizabeth.
Brittany’s sister secretly idolizes Santana and Brittany, but she never lets on that she does. Instead, she is typically snarky to them, much like Santana is to the New Directions.
Santana likes ketchup on her macaroni and cheese, and Brittany teases her for it because to her that’s super gross.
Santana sleeps on the left side of the bed. Brittany sleeps on the right. They’ve had their chosen sides worked out since long before they were ever officially a couple.
For as tough as Santana acts sometimes, she gets really scared at horror movies. Brittany never makes her watch them when they’re alone together—even though Brittany actually likes horror movies and is herself something of a buff—but sometimes when they’re at parties or hanging out in groups, they don’t have a choice. On the occasions when Puck decides to pop in a Freddy Krueger movie to fill out a Friday night or when someone has already got Paranormal Activity playing by the time they show up to the yearly Cheerios Halloween bash, Brittany makes a point to ask logistical questions about the movies from start to finish, pointing out plot holes as she does so (“Wait. Shouldn’t someone have found the bodies in the hospital where Jason left them? Why is that guy saying they disappeared?” “How come the demon in Regan freaked out if it was only tap water the priest sprinkled on her? Shouldn’t it have known it wasn’t holy water?”). She puts on a good show, pretending like she just genuinely doesn’t understand movie mechanics, and no one can really yell at her for asking, because, well, she’s Brittany. Still, everyone gets super annoyed because the continuity mistakes she’s noticing are real, and remaining immersed in the story world becomes intensely difficult once you know they’re there. Even though no one else appreciates her making it impossible to suspend disbelief as they watch, Santana is always grateful because Brittany’s questions help her to not feel so scared and to keep her street cred in public. Rather than getting hung up on killer clowns and vengeful ghosts, she can just laugh when Brittany points out obvious, glaring mistakes (“That’s right. God, these directors should hire you to check this shit”).
One of Santana’s favorite scents is sweetpea because that’s what Brittany’s body spray smells like.
Brittana have keys to each other’s houses. During S2 while Brittany is dating Artie, Santana wonders if she should give her key to Brittany’s house back, but ultimately she doesn’t because Brittany never asks for it. Brittany doesn’t mention it, but Artie never gets a key.
If you were to ask the glee kids, they would probably say pink or purple or even rainbow, but the truth is that Brittany’s favorite color is brown because that’s the color of Santana’s eyes.
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I know you told me to stop thinking about you, but I can’t get you out of my mind.
“I got suspended again,” Jace said through the phone, his voice numb. “Got in a fight.”
Alec inhaled sharply. It was the fourth time in five months that Jace was punished for misbehaving at school, but Alec couldn’t blame his brother one bit. If it had been a hard time for all of them, he could barely imagine how Jace was holding up. When Maryse and Robert adopted him, he was Jace Wayland, sole survived a fire that had taken everything from him. After years trying to adjust as a Wayland and a Lightwood, Jace found out through the news the man responsible for his parents’ death, Valentine Morgenstern, was not only being released from prison but was also saying he was Jace’s biological father.
And then, after a DNA test, Jace found out he wasn’t neither a Wayland nor a Morgenstern, but a Herondale. Valentine had taken him from the hospital as a new-born and exchanged the Wayland boy by him. That psychopath had killed everyone in his way and left Jace wracked in the process. No wonder he had been acting so rashly lately. Skipping classes, getting himself in fights, ignoring tests. Jace’ senior year was crashing and burning.
“That’s not the worst part,” Jace kept going. “Mr. Bane wants to set a meeting with my family because he is worried. I told him to take his pick, there’s a bunch of families to choose from.”
Beneath the casual tone, Alec could sense how tense Jace sounded. How wounded. “Isn’t he your art teacher?” He remembered Jace and Izzy talking about the new art teacher that would surely be fired for always talking shit about the school’s administration. They both seemed a little sad that it could happen.
“Yeah. He’s cool. He told me to bring someone I trusted so… Can you make it? Thursday, 3 pm?”
“Oh.” Alec blinked in surprise, but then thought about it. Their father had been in Washington for months, with no date to be back. Their mother too was away, too busy with coming and going to the capital. Jace’s other family, his new found grandmother Imogen Herondale clearly wanted to be involved in his life, but she usually did more harm than good every time they talked. As Jace’s older brother, Alec was probably his only option.
He told me to bring someone I trusted. “Of course.”
“Cool. Hm,” Jace hesitated for a second. “Mr. Bane is… Well, you’ll see. I think you’ll like him. See you on Thursday.”
Mr. Bane turned out to be the single most gorgeous man Alec had ever seen in his life. When Alec went to Idris High, his art teacher was an old rag, too bitter to care for the brats she taught. Magnus Bane was young, cheerful and, altogether, impressive.
“Oh, you must be Jace’s older brother, Alec. I’m Magnus Bane.” The art teacher smiled and Alec felt his heart skip a beat. “It’s very nice to finally meet you. Jace and Izzy talk about you a lot. Too bad they never said you were a supermodel.”
It took Alec a few moments and Jace’s sharp elbow on his torso to realize Magnus had offered him a hand to shake. Clearing his throat, he took the hand. “You too. Much talk.”
Alec had had a brilliant high school career, as captain of the football team and valedictorian, but now every time he thought about Idris High, all he would think was what a fool he was making of himself in front of his siblings’ hot teacher. Perfect.
Magnus chuckled and showed them the chairs he had placed in front of his desk. “Please, darling.”
As they walked up to the chairs, Jace rolled his eyes. “I can’t believe you have a crush on Mr. Bane too. You’re just like everyone in the school.”
“So,” Alec said out loud and his voice did not grow an octave higher at all. “We want to talk about Jace and how problematic he is.”
“Yes, we do.” Magnus snorted and took his place behind the desk. “Though afterward, we can talk about your phone number and a place to go on a date.” He winked when Alec’s eyes widened but put on a serious face. “I’ve said this to Jace already, but I think it’s important for someone else he trusts to know as well. His grades have dropped drastically and his behavior could seriously harm his chances to getting into a good college. I understand he is going through a tough time and so, I wanted to make sure he is having all the support he can have in this regard.”
Jace rolled his eyes. “He wants me to see a shrink.”
“And I have a few references. There is no shame in asking for help.” Magnus seemed unperturbed by Jace’s abrasiveness. “Nobody expects you to deal with this like an angel, Jace. That would be utterly out of character and frankly disturbing.”
“So I was right in punching the teeth out of Aldertree?”
“So I think you and your pretty brother should discuss methods for you to work your anger in productive ways. Therapy is one. Volunteer work is another. Something for you not to feel so alone.”
Alec sighed. “Okay. I agree that Jace could use help and I appreciate your concern. But first, no matter what happens, Jace has us. He has me, he has Izzy and he has Max. He is not alone and we don’t care what his last name is. And second, I think you should stop with… this.” He pointed between Magnus and him. “I’m here to support my brother, so you have to stop with thinking or… or saying or… whatever you’re doing.”
Magnus blinked in surprise, but he immediately nodded. “You’re right, of course. I’m being unprofessional. And I apologize if I implied you weren’t there for Jace. I do think it was good, though, to have those things said out loud. This is-”
“Look, I’m not suffering and I don’t think I’m all alone in the world,” Jace exploded. “This was a bad idea. We’re done.” He stood up and left the room, not giving time for any of them to say anything.
Alec was ready to follow, but Magnus spoke again. “Please, Alexander. I’m really worried he could get himself hurt if this continues.”
That was true. For all his extravagance and wit, Magnus’ eyes showed how sincere he was. There was a real concern there, and the desire to help. Alec had no doubts.
He grabbed a pen and a piece of paper from Magnus’ desk and scribbled his phone number. “Call me if anything happens. I’ll talk to him about looking for help,” Alec said and dashed after his brother.
Magnus called a week later when Jace was back to the school grounds and picking on stupid fights. He texted Alec when Jace skipped another test. He left a voicemail when Jace was late for class. All of those times, Magnus told Alec how to talk to his brother and what to say to try and help him.
In return, Alec called Magnus on the day Jace finally agreed to go see Doctor Tessa Gray. He texted whenever Jace was doing his homework. When Jace told Alec he wanted to become a cop, Alec asked Magnus for instructions on how to get into the Police Academy. Soon enough, though, their texts were about other things too. About themselves or their days. About what they liked and disliked.
A week after Jace’s graduation, Alec was going home after a long day of work when he received a new text from Magnus. The teacher had been unusually quiet the last couple of days, so Alec opened it at once.
Alexander, there’s something I have to say.
What?
Usually, Magnus’ text came in a torrent. He had the habit of cutting his sentences into different texts messages, and that drove Alec crazy. Just as Alec’s abbreviations pissed Magnus off. This time, though, the three dots that signalized that Magnus was typing lingered for a long while.
I know you told me to stop thinking about you, but I can’t get you out of my mind.
Alec inhaled sharply. For a moment, he forgot he was walking on the busy streets of New York and let himself enjoy the beating of his heart. Good. Bc I can’t get u out of my mind either.
The answer didn’t take long to arrive and somehow Alec could imagine Magnus’ smile.
How about that date, then?
Alec smiled to himself and typed. Just tell me where and when. I’ll be there.
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The First Lone Gunman Soldier
A household man and a soldier make for a lonely combine. Being away from your family at vacation time and particular dates like birthdays and anniversaries is dangerous enough. However if you find yourself used to the tastes of dwelling and are given rations which can be merely sustenance every day every chew can carry on a state of melancholy.
One lucky soldier serving in Bagdad lately acquired a welcome package from home. It appears that evidently his loving household, who're originally from Italy and now reside in America, have enjoyed the delicacies of My Little Style of Italy for generations. When the owner, often known as Mama Gloria, traveled along with her household to the previous country to go to her grandparent's villages, her ardour to bake and serve authentic cookies and desserts from her heritage was ignited.
The two families, from Italy, met in Pittsburg, Pennsylvania at an Italian-Presbyterian Church in the early 1900s. The pastor of that church, Italian himself, worked tirelessly to provide a haven for Italian immigrants the place they could hold on to their roots and traditions whereas studying the language and the ways of their new house in America.
When World War II broke out Gloria Mount's father became a baker and cook for the US Army. After which the household moved to Whittier, California, where in 1961 they opened D'Eliso's Bakery. The second family settled in Spokane, Washington. All through the years the families have remained shut and now the fourth generation Italian households have pulled together for the sake of their soldier son.
As a single father of a valuable 4 year outdated son, being away during the holidays is particularly tough. What Frank (as I shall call him to guard his complete platoon from begging him for a bite) obtained was a special, delicately wrapped, package deal of true Italian biscotti. When you've got by no means loved this earthly delight you've got by no means tasted true biscotti. Frank states that, "it is not the laborious cookie that American's know, but reasonably a agency, but comfortable, flavorful cookie.
While the unique taste is pine nuts and anise, together, Mama Gloria and her daughter Liz, have discovered a strategy to incorporate some extra Italian flavors in her mix. Once I contacted them to find out what they'd up their sleeve Gloria knowledgeable me that since Frank particularly enjoyed his previous country deal with, she has created two new flavors that she will probably be packaging in a very unique method for Valentine's Day supply.
This new providing is available in two flavors; the Grand Marnier dipped in wealthy, Italian chocolate, and their Spumoni flavored biscotti drizzled with the same. For those that wish to add a little bit spice to the combo, one more twist to an outdated favourite has been created. Florentine cookies have been given an entire new zing with the addition of chocolate chips, espresso beans and cayenne pepper to the usual slivered almonds. This various Valentine special has been aptly named "Sizzling Mommas" and is bound to spice up your loved ones life.
What units My Little Taste of Italy aside is not only the true outdated world recipes however the added contact created by their special presentation. Their Valentine bundle, I am advised, can be packed in with an assortment of fun gadgets like wedding favor bubbles and wax lips. "I'm sure this present pack will spark the fireplace in the one you love this Valentine's Day," states Gloria.
She further informs me that now that she has examined the waters with overseas transport she will likely be creating other special, soldier friendly, delicacies to delight our combating forces each at home and abroad. I'm sure that Frank and his soldier buddies will all admire hearing that reality. Not solely is My Little Taste of Italy creating such unique presents for our preventing forces, however they ease the burden on the family at home by together with the transport in the associated fee so that the family does not need to foot that further expense when transport to their members of the family serving overseas.
Plenty of troopers returning home from wars have become alcoholics. It's true that the loneliness as well as the pressure while out within the battle field makes soldiers resort to consuming sprees, alcohol dependency and sometimes drug dependency.
Soldiers should remember though that the abuse of alcohol as well as the misuse of medicines or medication may result to dangerous and risky behaviors that embrace however will not be limited to pub fights, spousal abuse, even unexpected deaths so it's a must to have interaction in responsible ingesting. Under are some suggestions that might help one drink responsibly:
Before consuming and in the midst of consuming, ensure that your stomach has meals as a result of eating food with starch and high protein will decelerate the speed of the effects of alcohol hitting you.
Drink slowly but certainly as quick consuming will make the drinker more intoxicated. Ingesting no a couple of drink every hour will outcome to the drinker not being drunk quick
Strive ingesting non alcoholic drinks in between your consumption of alcoholic drinks as this may end result to alcoholic drinks not having a better impact on you.
Keep in mind this HALT! That is simple to remember and stands for "Never Drink when you have the next emotions: Hungry, Offended, Lonely, or Drained."
And naturally, allow us to not neglect (although it could be a cliche, it may possibly save lives). Don't drink and drive. Always guantee that the one that can be driving the vehicle is sober, in any other case, simply take a cab or any other public transportation.
Following the following pointers will show you how to (soldiers) avoid alcohol abuse as well as symptoms or illnesses partnered with alcoholism similar to: PTSD. PTSD or Post Traumatic Stress Dysfunction when coupled with alcoholism will robotically cause a lot of bother. It's a sort of tension disorder that normally results from trauma that comes from bodily damage, a serious risk of loss of life or the demise of somebody shut. As early because the sixth century BC, PTSD has been noticed in war veterans.
It has been noticed that folks with PTSD have a greater danger of developing alcoholism and most alcoholics are even diagnosed with the stated disease. Round eighty p.c of struggle veterans undergoing treatment for PTSD have been detected with alcohol abuse disorders. These individuals have a tendency to commit suicide as soon as they grow to be depressed especially if they're over the age of sixty five. Binge drinking can also be a frequent activity in soldiers/veterans as it's used as a instrument to overlook traumatic recollections for a brief time period.
Alcoholism additionally disrupts your relationship together with your partner and may lead to violence as it is evident in spousal abuse committed by intoxicated soldiers. Except for conflicts, problems in intimacy have additionally been observed. PTSD symptoms are stimulated extra with alcoholism. The results of Lone Soldier PTSD treatments are also lessened by alcohol abuse. Soldiers amongst all professionals have the great duty of avoiding alcoholism. It's a must to observe ideas in avoiding too much drinking not only for your safety but in addition for the security of your family members and the people who look as much as you.
Lone Star is one among my all time favourites from the New Wave of British Heavy Metallic era. Arguably not strictly NWOBHM nonetheless they had been around at the time and they rocked so that's good enough for me.
Heavy riffs, strong melodies, hovering keyboards, funky bass and rock strong drumming. Plus the emerging talent of Paul "Tonka" Chapman and John Sloman. Just a brief two album profession - however what fantastic two albums they were. Not a weak track on both and the Bells of Berlin/Ballad of Artful Jack opening salvo on Firing On All Six (second album) still makes the backbone tingle.
So who had been Lone Star? Nicely they came out of Wales in the mid-70s. Vocalist Kenny Driscoll, the dual guitars of Paul Chapman and Tony Smith, Pete Hurley on bass, Rick Worsnop on keys and Dixie Lee behind the drums.
That was the line-up who lower their debut self-titled offering produced by the legendary Roy Thomas-Baker and issued on CBS. Great stuff it was too - some notably crunching (yet melodic) riffs on cuts reminiscent of Spaceships, Lonely Soldier and Flying within the Reel for example. Completely top notch stuff though I never really took to Driscolls singing model. Approach too excessive. Nonetheless a 5 star album and I would wager their's by no means been a more unusual cover of a Beatles track than Lone Star's cover of She Said She Stated.
That debut saw some success making the UK album charts and a spot as support to Mott the Hoople and a tour with "Uncle" Ted Nugent.
Better was to comply with with Firing On All Six. This noticed the departure of Driscoll to get replaced by John Sloman. Such a powerful voice full of range. Not in contrast to Robert Plant in many ways for my part. And it was a positive launch.
As above, the Bells of Berlin/Crafty Jack opener is quite exceptional. Thumping drumming/keyboard lead intro when Sloman hits high gear for an epic. This melds in to The Ballad of Artful Jack and away we go. Eight basic cuts all a combination of the heavy, melodic and funky. Ahead of its time.
The success didn't arrive in the bucketloads it should have although regardless of main vital recognition. Chapman got the call from UFO when Michael Schenker wobbled and though work began on a 3rd album it never noticed the light of day and Lone Star was no more.
Chapman and Sloman loved excessive profile careers and the remainder gigged here and there with various bands though the basic Lone Star were lost. Chapman did "uncover" the demos of what was supposed to be the third album and this was released beneath the title of Using High.
Is it credible that a twelve year previous lady would be despatched to a reform faculty for aiding and abetting a warfare felony killed during an escape after having been harbored secretly in garage hideout? Is it conceivable that two parents could possibly be so hateful towards one daughter and not the other? Is it possible that grandparents could be so diametrically opposite the dad and mom of their grandchildren with no logical cause?
Is it believable that a mum or dad could so savagely beat his youngster with out struggling some repercussions even from a viciously repugnant small-city society identified for its close-knit household ties? Is it so acceptable for a twelve 12 months outdated to have the ability to lie so simply that the consequences of those lies are allowed to dictate patterns of habits? These situations are highly unlikely in any realistic depiction of life even within the early twentieth century.
The isolated emergence of the Boy Scouts as a viable force in such a important state of affairs dealing with nationwide security is laughable. Ms. Inexperienced must have thought so, too, as a result of they weren't talked about again. In the identical ludicrous vein, the concept of parading a troop of POW's right into a city already deeply sensitive and risky with roots replete with racial hatred seems actually inconceivable. Despite these issues, the story does clearly tackle the conflict Patty Bergen endures in attempting to find out whether she must be true to her personal emotions or acquire the a lot deserved consideration she craves from parents who seem incapable of being something however abusers.
Patty displays the natural tendency to love her youthful sibling, Sharon, and exhibits genuine anger from the frustration of understanding Sharon is extra cherished and appreciated than she is. However, love is stronger than hate. Even at her tender age, Sharon shows these traits true to the behavior of the manipulative child who knows the way to use her position to the greatest advantage. But, she is merely a supporting character as the main focus stays on Patty, her dedication to righteousness, and the seek for reality.
The irony is punctuated by the lies which get Patty into her difficulties in addition to out of them.
Ruth is the safety web with which Patty is ready to overcome the complexity of her difficulties. She is actual with the sensitivity that must be attributable to at the least one of many mother and father. Her deep perception guided Patty by ordeals to be expected solely of older kids. The proliferation of lies ought to have resulted in more extreme consequences thereby delineating the truth that lies, even when advised for noble purposes, mustn't result in beneficence. Such a lesson was never discovered.
It took seven chapters before prompting the escape of Anton via an unlikely ploy utilizing manifest greed for a supposedly precious nugatory bauble. However, the sudden transition Anton underwent to turn out to be a harbored POW instead of escapee under the spell of a pre-teenager baffles me. It is comprehensible why Patty desired Anton, however it is delusional to think that Mr. Reiker could presumably be persuaded by someone as young as Patty to place themselves in the type of hazard so grievous it killed him. It's apparent that Anton was created more to show Patty lessons of life somewhat than to profit from her indiscretions. It appeared such a waste to have Anton die without a resolution to Patty's emotional upheavals.
Charlene Madlee gave direction and purpose to Patty, however she only served as a refreshing sip where a stifling thirst demanded greater than the sporadic gems of sagacious epigrams that emerged nearly as if on demand and on cue. Patty miraculously survives the cruel beatings that permeate the text relentlessly begging for a respite not forthcoming. But, after eighteen chapters, the theme is lastly expressed too late to be effective. The truth that her loyalties induced her issues does not clarify how teenagers ought to deal with their difficulties. Too much time was spent beating the child quite than the child beating her problems.
Bette Greene had good intentions to address problems of unfounded hate learned by youth from their households and atmosphere. But, too much emphasis was positioned on parental abuse with out excuse and the benefits of mendacity for good reason. Patty's ethical fiber was too strong to must suffer by means of such a desolate denouement the place only wicked, immoral antagonists ought to be doomed to endure such lonely unfulfillment of the lack of household, mates, and future.
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