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thydungeongal · 3 months
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Not am mad at you! Is only for comedy :)
Thank you Ms Excel Fractal. I take it there isn't a Mr Excel Fractal?
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monstersandbrothers · 23 days
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Sam Winchester has brown eyes and Dean winchester is a little bit deaf. what’s that? You say none of this is supported by actual physical reality ? well. I have some bad news for you. the facts are the fact s And the facts are. that Sam winchester has brown eyes and Dean winchestsr is a little bit deaf. I don’t know what to tell you
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boilingcowboy · 7 months
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Who was Joel thinking about when Kathleen (hope that’s her name) said “Well Kids die, they die all the time” ? (if he even heard it with his hearing)
Was it Sarah gasping for air, screaming in agony while the blood stain on her shirt slowly consumed her ?
Or was it Ellie the kid who slowly sneaked her way into his heart dying all the worst ways imaginable ?
Or was it both of them ? Both of them being rapidly taken away from him by death while the only he could do was stand there ?
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whosmarinette · 1 year
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On the day Mischa first came to school in Uranium, Noel was told by one of his “cool” classmates to “fuck with the new guy” to earn respect
Obviously, instructions were unclear
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skoulsons · 9 months
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uhh inspired by the Winter embrace, Lissa’s chappy 2, and that one joel and ellie post-David hug that Paws did where they’re sitting next to each other and joel hugs her. you know the one
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“Cee!”
It was a guttural plea. He’d been screaming her name so much that it became a mix of unorganized sounds amidst heavy pants—no longer a comprehensible word. His voice was shaking, breaking more with every breath.
His stump was bleeding. Cee was gone. The hallways were a maze. Cee was gone.
Ezra raced through the halls, propelling himself past each turn with his only arm. His stump stung with every step and attempted swing of his arm, blood still pouring out from the newly opened wound. His right side was coated in it, the blood starting to seep into his waistband and trickle down his leg.
He approached another turn in the hallway and extended his arm, bracing himself for another quick swing around the corner. His fingers grazed the wall but he didn’t catch the corner. Ezra’s built up momentum sent him into the opposite wall and brought him to his knees. He coughed, using the wall and his good arm to try and push himself up to continue his search for Cee.
He coughed again once he was back on his feet. “Ce-”he started before his eyes fixed to the scene in front of him.
It all came into Ezra’s focus slowly. Cee, first. She was kneeling on someone. Her left leg was bent, kneeling on the unnamed person’s chest. Her right leg was also bent, the tip of her shoe to her knee pressed flat into the ground beside the body. She was bent over, her face and both her hands close to the body’s head. He watched her back intently, watching for it to move in tandem with her breath. Her breathing was sporadic and uncontrolled, full of panic. Her hair was disheveled, multiple knots coating the back of her head. She was without a shoe on her left foot and there was a gash along her calf on the same leg.
Second, the man beneath her. The dead man. There was a hint of pride in Ezra seeing the corpse under her and knowing she did it. But his pride quickly soured when he realized that she did it.
He wasn’t there to do it. Whatever this man did or attempted to do to her, he wasn’t there. She had to defend herself. His little bird ended up in a dangerous situation that he couldn’t save her from.
He’s supposed to protect her. Even with one arm, he’d sworn to protect her. That’s his job, anyway. She’s capable, but she shouldn’t have to be.
He should’ve been there. He should’ve strung the man up by the muscles in his fingers. He should’ve spent what strength he had left in his only arm to bruise each and every one of the man's ribs. He should’ve made small but painful cuts in the man's limbs—incisions along the major arteries in his arms and legs. He should’ve taken an ear, teeth, his tongue, or any number of toes from the man while he was alive. Anything, anything to prove that no one goes near Cee.
Third, all the blood. There was a pool of warm, crimson blood still pouring out from the man's abdomen and flowing towards the opposite wall. It was building up under Cee’s right leg, seeping into her pant leg and starting to flow towards Ezra.
His hearing then caught up with his vision. Cee. She was panting, dry heaving… crying. Her form was shaking, her shoulders bouncing with each hiccup she let out.
Ezra’s breath caught in his throat hearing her cries. “Cee!” He shouted, urgently pushing off the wall towards her. He didn’t make it four steps before he tripped over himself, his knees colliding with the floor again. He caught himself with his arm, immediately pushing himself back up and half-crawling the rest of the way to Cee.
He crawled to the left side of the body, settling on his knees on Cee’s left side. He could see what had transpired now that he was up close.
The five inch blade of her knife was plunged into the man’s jugular. Cee’s right hand, covered in blood, was shaking while still holding onto the handle. Tears were hastily falling down her cheeks and dropping off her chin, mixing with the blood on the man’s neck. She was still dry heaving and hiccuping, unaware Ezra was next to her. He looked at Cee’s face, her gaze locked on the man.
Ezra looked where her gaze was fixed. The man’s eyes were wide open—dead and bleak. He reached over and closed them. That’s when Cee noticed him.
She turned, her knee still pressed into the man’s chest. The bloody knife that was just hidden in the man’s throat was now held a hair from Ezra’s. He caught her forearm just in time, holding it tightly as he found her eyes and checked her face.
Four traces of blood followed her jawline down to the bottom of her neck—traces that accurately resembled bloody fingers and the streaks they leave when they’re dragged along a surface. There was a gash in her lip and blood in the corners of her mouth. Her nose and cheeks were covered in speckled blood as well.
“Little bird,” he whispered, his eyes begging for her to recognize him, “it’s me. It’s Ezra.”
Cee’s eyebrows twitched as her eyes darted between his. In his hand, her arm started to shake. She opened her mouth and quickly closed it, swallowing the bile that was building up. Cee tore her gaze from Ezra’s and looked past him, then between them, then beside her. Before her eyes even made it to the dead man’s face, Ezra let go of her arm and immediately found her right cheek.
“Hey, no…” he said, gently directing her face back to see him. “Look at me.”
He kept his hand against her cheek as she glanced back at him. She swallowed again before focusing on her shaking hand that found a resting place on his good shoulder. Her lips quivered as she dropped the blood covered knife, the blade clanking on the floor beside Ezra.
“Birdie,” he breathed, a small stroke of his thumb over her cheek. “Are you with me, Cee?”
Her breathing hitched. Her voice cracked as she choked on tears. “Ezra?” She questioned.
Ezra let out a breath he was subconsciously holding. “It’s me, little bird,” he said.
Her breathing continued in uneven sputters as she bowed her head and let her forehead hit his chest. Ezra moved his hand from her cheek to her back and wrapped it securely across it, squeezing her right shoulder.
His missing arm, a phantom longing he could only describe as agonizing and desperate, craved to hold her. If there wasn’t someone in his life who deserved it, he wouldn’t have cared less about losing it. If there wasn’t a kid in his life who deserved more than 50% of what he could give, he wouldn't have cared less about losing it. If there wasn’t a little girl in his life who, now, he realized all he wanted to do was give 110% for, he wouldn’t have cared less about losing it.
But now there was.
He squeezed her shoulder tight, pulling her body against him. She buried her face deeper into his neck as he pulled her into him, rocking them lightly back and forth. She heaved and coughed beside his neck, trying to catch the breath she’d so desperately lost.
“Here, birdie…” he whispered, falling backwards to sit on the ground next to the body. Cee pulled from him slightly, helping them scoot back to the wall. Once his back hit it, Cee sat beside him, slightly embarrassed.
She was still crying, dried tears and blood along her chin and down her neck. “I lost… track o’ you… and then he… he was… he said…” she stopped, rubbing her forearm across her nose to wipe the snot away.
Ezra took that opportunity to squeeze his arm between her back and the wall and pull her body towards him again. He wrapped his arm across her back again, pulling her into his chest and keeping his hand held tightly to her left shoulder.
She reciprocated it as best she could. She turned into him, her left arm going down by his right side and holding onto the fabric at his waist. Her right hand held onto the fabric on his left side. She buried her face in his chest, right next to his bloody stump.
Ezra rested his chin atop her head. He exhaled, rubbing his hand up and down her back. “Kevva, Cee, I…” he trailed off.
For once, he didn’t know what to say. He didn’t know how to express the panic when she was no longer beside him. He didn’t know how to express the urgency in his strides as he raced to find her. He didn’t know how to express the desperation in his kills, not knowing who could’ve taken her and making sure that every single person took their last, most painful breath. He didn’t know how to express the fear that there was a chance she was gone—not that he’d ever truly let that chance reach any level of certainty.
She rested her cheek against his chest, eyeing his stump. She pulled her left hand back from his waist and pressed it to his stump. When she brought it back, fresh blood was on her fingers. “Wait, what…” she stopped, attempting to choke her tears away, “why’s your stump bleeding?”
Ezra smiled lightly, but kept it to himself. I suppose my worried reaction and urgency looking for you surprised some unkind onlookers. “Nothin’ you need to worry about, birdie.” He rubbed her back again. “Soon, once you’ve relaxed, I can take care of you. Then, we can focus on that.”
“But it could get infected…”
“So could that gash in your leg.”
Cee sighed, pulling at the fabric of his shirt. She kept her cheek pressed to his chest, focused on calming her breathing and slowing her heartbeat.
Ezra pressed his lips to her head briefly before pulling away. “I commend your concern, little bird, I do, but I will be fine. Let me take care of you.”
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heraldofcrow · 10 months
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Maria after the Fishing Hamlet be like:
I’M NEVER GONNA HUNT AGAIN!! GUILTY CONSCIENCE HAVE GOT NO RHYTHM!!
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djrockers · 10 months
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thrill-seeker-if · 1 year
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Sneak peak 👀
Here's a sneak peak of some sketches for my game for the SeedComp! It's called I Do Apologize. We are planning on making it a series, so even if we don't have it done for SeedComp, we are finishing it ASAP!
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my friend is a super talented artist, she literally changed the artstyle THREE TIMES in order to get the perfect vibe. I hope you guys are as excited as I am for this!!
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nasthepotprincess · 1 year
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okay but also damen with a fatty
and then in a chiton
like this is true literary genius
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haruniki · 10 months
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Hi!
Came across you're blog while scrolling through Ei x Reader stuff, and discovered your Mermaid Ei AU stuff, and I was curious if I could make a little request in regards to that?
More specifically, I was curious about what Inazuma itself is like in this au is like? I know it's separated by a thick kelp field, but is it like, an Atlantis-type place here? Is it still an island nation like in cannon? Or is it a sort mix of those ideas?
hope I'm not asking for too much with this!
HIII IM ACTUALLY REALLY EXCITED TO TALK ABT THIS, also i've been kinda dead on here for a little while so i apologize for those who have been waiting for new content. Life has been a little stressful rip also i hope this make sense rip also made something kinda like a map also sorry for the spelling mistakes, I will try to go back and fix those. there's no like specific order, i just kinda spewed information about the inazuma era and some slight story lore with my previous fics in mind.
onto Inazuma mermaid au, so the way i had it kinda like laid was that it would be a mix of both island and underwater life. The island of Inazuma remains relatively the same with the exception that they aren't under the restrictions they were in game and that they were ruled by Raiden Makoto. In this specific Au, Ei was killed in the archon war instead and was reincarnated as the mermaid ruler of the Ocean of Inazuma
(i do apologize for the map being kinda rough, i just got done drawing some stelle fanart adflajdsk my handwriting also really sucks so i apologize for that as well)
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all the newer areas i added are much deeper in the water and unable to see due to the deepness of it with the exception of the watatsumi island areas which are a bit closer and include more of the shell like designs in the main area of the above water Watatsumi island area.
the area with a star can be thought of as a shrine of sorts to Ei, with exception of during the war, where it host mermiads both from watsumi island and the main inazuman mermaid civilization to the few mermaids from other areas that got stuck due to the rapid growth of the dense kelp.
Buildings are relatively similar in design to those on land, with aquatic touches such as huge shells (similar to the ones in watatsumi isalnd) and dark purplish sandstone
the main area consist of the temple that Ei resides in as well as the neighbouring families that make up the political parties ("underwater tenryou commission" essentially consist of: Mermaid! Ayato(treasury type role, regualtes the currency which for the sake of being funny are sand dollars made of a metallic substance) , Mermiad! Shinobu(Laws, helps aprroves laws under the guise of Ei, with exception harsher laws such as the kelp borders), and Mermaid! Sara controls the miltary.
In this Au, the underwater lands of watsumi island are inhabited by both land and sea creatures. Watatsumi island is the only place where humans and mermaids get along. Watatsumi island is also isolated from the entirety of Inazuma due to a agreement made betweeen Raiden Makoto and One of the early High Priestess before Kokomi. (Kokomi in this Au is also half mermaid/half human bc it makes sense to me atleast)
the underwater areas are at war with eachother because of both the restrictions to leave the inzauman ocean but for resources and land as well. The area labelled unaccessible is where most of the fighting happens as both areas have made agreements with Raiden Makoto that all undersea affairs will be dealt with far away from the Isalnds of Inazuma and Watatsumi island.
Now the way that i had this going down with my previous writings being in thought is that the reader is from watatsumi island and given that them and Ei fall in love, the reader and Ei marry which helps puts an end to the war and brings peace to the ocean. In this case, there will the inclusion of a pendant or some sort of magical item that allows for the reader to be half mermaid/half human as to not tear reader away from their family on Watatsumi island. there's also some other routes that i have in mind but i don't have them as well thought out yet or they go a little against my rules on my page.
for some more like info about like the mermaids themself, every mermaid in the inazuman area are deep sea. Ei for reference is the biggest out of all the mermaids including outside of Inazuma. Ei is the only mermiad in inazuma however who has webbed hands.
more information on this area will come up as i work on it. I'm gonna begin working on the other areas, mondstat i sup next for the series and i have really fun ideas for it because Mondstat technically consist of both freshwater and seawater due.
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percyjacksonfan3 · 7 months
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Music Tag Game
Finally getting around to answering this one too, thanks @skinnyscottishbloke because I love games like this, I'm just hopeless at doing them when I get the notification. Which means they just nag at me. Like an annoying insect. Until my procrastination can't take it.
Okay, onwards with the fun part! 10 songs I've been listening to lately, in no particular order:
"Not Ready to Make Nice" by The Chicks because I was just at their concert and they were phenomenal
"Love of My Life" by Queen. Both to help with post s2 of Good Omens feels and for titles for the fic I was writing.
"Everything, Everywhere" by Noah Kahan because Stick Season is a brilliant album (honestly I could list all ten songs from there)
"Castles Crumbling" by Taylor Swift bc it's my fav vault track from Speak Now (Taylor's Version)
"Lighthouse" by Kelly Clarkson because her entire album chemistry is brilliant
"Fast Car" by Luke Combs bc it's been on the radio every time I drive to work no matter what station I'm playing
"From Eden" by Hozier. Again for Good Omens related reason.
"Proud Mary" by Tina Turner because it freaking slaps.
"Hold On" by Wilson Phillips because my best friend got married this summer and we watched Bridesmaids and I have been cranking that song ever since.
"Send Me On My Way" by Rusted Root because I rewatched Ice Age a while ago and that song also still slaps. Plus there's a commercial on TV that uses it playing rn and it's fresh in my mind again.
I'm just going to go ahead and tag @yourstrulytaaay, @bebx, @onionessence, @evaookami but then also anyone else who wants to do this <3 you have my full permission to tag me because I love seeing these
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mangekyuou · 11 months
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forgot to say happy pride month !! also thank you for 1.7k followers !! 🩵🩵🩵🩵
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bitchin-beskar · 1 year
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i as a humble writer have numerous wips that i love equally dearly and wish to complete
what am i, a humble writer doing? is it working on the preexisting wips you may ask?
that would be an excellent guess but alas you are incorrect
i am instead coming up with new wips to add to the pile
apologies
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ella390-the-potato · 2 years
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List of the Top 30 Characters from the Popularity Poll
1. Manjiro Sano
2. Chifuyu Matsuno
3. Keisuke Baji
4. Takemichi Hanagaki
5. Haruchiyo Sanzu
6. Ran Haitani
7. Izana Kurokawa
8. Takashi Mitsuya
9. Ken Ryuguji
10. Rindo Haitani
11. Taiju Shiba
12. Hajime Kokonoi
13. Kazutora Hanemiya
14. Seishu Inui
15. Kakucho
16. Wakasa Imaushi
17. Shuji Hanma
18. Shinichiro Sano
19. Yuzuha Shiba
20. Senju Kawaragi
21. Tetta Kisaki
22. Hinata Tachibana
23. Souya Kawata
24. Nahoya Kawata
25. Emma Sano
26. Peke J
27. Hakkai Shiba
28. Kanji Mochizuki
29. Shion Madarame
30. Atsushi Sendo
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parragone · 1 year
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Anyway, more headcanons under the cut
Specifically, sexuality/previous relationship headcanons for the SAS, GIGN, and Spetsnaz
I'll probably do another one later for other CTUs but, yannow.
former smoke/mute, current doc/monty, twitch/cav, poly spetsnaz & kapglaz
Discussions of breakups, attempted arranged marriages, and abusive relationships, but I'm not going into major detail
SAS
> Thatcher;
This man did NOT know he was bi. He didn't have the vocabulary for it, and his family wasn't the best about LGBT folks even existing. Well, his father wasn't. His mother couldn't care less and suspected he was bisexual since he was young, but never confronted the issue, even though she knew he had feelings for pther men. He was, admittedly, a bit of a prick; he developed internalized homophobia and while he was never actively against the LGBT, he always said it wasn't natural.
He toughed out three marriages. The first fell apart because they were young and stupid, the second cheated on him, and the third grew too far apart from him once he became part of the SAS. He had four kids from these, he loves them dearly, but he's distant from them and mostly just gives them money to avoid intruding on a life he never felt he fit into. Pays for college, cars, the occasional vacation. He's met his grandkids once or twice, but the stepfathers of his kids have more of a right to be grandfathers.
And then he met Mute, and he couldn't dodge his homophobia anymore. It wasn't fair to abuse this kid because he was gay. He knew that, and he tried to deal with his issues. It worked for a bit. He did research and tried to build that bridge so that the kid would feel safe. And it worked. For a while, he didn't have to deal with himself if he focused on Mute.
Then he met Jordan fucking Thermite fucking Trace, and he had no choice but to confront himself. And god, he hated Trace to begin with, because Trace made sure he knew the offer was open. Jordan was everything Mike tried to bury, everything about a man he liked. He tried to get rid of the feelings by picking fights and ended up makign himself worse. It was Mute who asked him, in private, if he was having an issue. And it was Mute who he confided in, because of all people Mute knew he'd been trying to be better.
It didn't happen immediately. It took a lot of conversations, some with Mute, some with Harry, before he talked to Thermite, before he talked to Jordan, and he was blunt. honest. Straightforward that he's an old man with an old mind and he's not liable to be a great partner, that he's got a bad track record, that he's got an awful habit of being a little too... much. That it'd take a long time for him to be completely comfortable in a same-sex relationship.
He's grateful Jordan was, and still is, willing to wait for him. Even after years of being together, he has days where he struggles, where he feels like an imposter or like he's going against his own values. Jordan's patient, he's willing to listen, he's forgiving of missteps and helps keep him from going down awful mental spirals. He loves Jordan. He's still trying to figure out how to show that in a healthy way, but he does.
> Sledge;
Holy SHIT this man knew he was bi back in primary school. All it took was one really attractive rugby jock to take his knees out in the middle of a match and he knew. Man got pinned under a hot classmate and proceeded to speed run the seven stages of a sexual awakening. He went home, went straight to his mom, and begged her for an explanation. She laughed for almost an hour before she finally told him that it's just, you know, human nature. "It'll be alright, Seamus," she'd said. "It's just part of you."
And so he got comfortable early in life. He dated men and women both, in and out, until he joined the SAS. Then he just... stopped. He didn't have time to do the civilian way of things, so he assumed he'd have to wait until he left or he'd be restricted to other SAS members. Which, you know, wasn't uncommon as long as nobody risked the mission because they were romantically involved.
He's still hesitant. He's watched Smoke and Mute with a careful eye, been there for Thatcher, and watches the rest of the team; he's enjoyed being a source of relationship wisdom, even if he's notably single. Mute jokes that he's going to end up a crazy dog man, but! He's kind of okay with that. Low key dealing with a gym crush on Blitz, but he's not going to act on it anytime soon. [ Much to Smoke and Mute's dismay and frustration. ]
> Smoke;
You know that one term? Disaster bi? Yeah. Yeah. Smoke figured himself out early, much to his mother's dismay, and has never been shy about it. He's been in a lot of relationships, but the only three that have been long term have been... very different.
The first was passionate, but ended suddenly when he found out she had been cheating. The second was a struggle, as his partner was financially controlling and took away intimacy of every sort as a punishment for seemingly minimal offenses. He felt like he couldn't escape until he put his foot down about his daughter; his boyfriend at the time told him that it was either him or the kid, and Smoke chose his daughter without a second thought. Then, there was Mute.
God knows he loves Mute, but their relationship was complicated from the beginning. He tried to make sure Mute never fell into a situation where he didn't feel safe or heard, and often prioritized Mute over himself to the point of his own emotional detriment. hilariously, it ended up being a factor in their breakup - Mute was so frustrated that he wouldn't give himself any priority that he made the man promise to talk to Harry about emotional dependence.
He's had to figure himself out in the meantime, but he's pretty comfortable with himself and his boundaries. He's also realized that, yes, he can love his partner without putting them before his every want and need. Has a long-term affection for Maestro that Mute teases the ever-loving hell out of him for. [ "I can't believe your type is 'can they kick my ass', James." "Alright, yes, but you should eat his food. you'll fall for him, too" ]
> Mute;
If he never talks to his family they don't have to know he's gay and trans. That's the mantra he lives by!
Really, he's just fucked up all over. With minimal social skills to begin with and difficulty recognizing social cues, Mute wasn't even sure how a relationship worked. He wasn't even sure how to express his identity until he was nearly fifteen, and by then his family had arranged for him to marry someone almost twice his age. He vehemently refused and was, perhaps in an ironic twist, saved by the fact the GCHQ wanted him. A large part of his agreement was for them to forcefully emancipate him from his household, which freed him both in the financial and expression sense.
By the time Mute became a member of the SAS, he'd cut off his family entirely and done an ungodly amount of research into the LGBT movements online. While he's comfortable with his identity, he tries to keep it out of conversation and intentionally kept it secret from most of the team for several months until he was comfortable with them.
His relationship with Smoke was one of firsts. It was his first actual relationship with someone who wasn't, well, a little bit of a creep. Smoke is his best friend now, and he wouldn't trade that for the world, but he's also acutely aware that being friends with your ex is extremely weird. He's also fairly certain he's ace [ narrator: he's demi ], which he's pretty sure is a deal-breaker for many. He's content to sit and be himself for the time being, especially given that he's got emotional crushes on multiple friends and Caveira continues to encourage him to own up to them. He would, with all due respect, rather die!
GIGN
> Doc;
His first religious crisis was his sexuality. Prayed for days to try and figure out if it was a crime, read the scriptures, felt out of place. Confessed to his mother that the way his brothers felt about women, he felt about men, and she promptly declared that if Allah could not not forgive her son for love then she did not want anything He could offer her. As she always has been, she stood by her son regardless.
He didn't date, though. Not for some time. He focused on his career, on trying to make a difference in the world, on trying to make it better. He hadn't dated anyone, really, until this utter puppy of a man fell into his life with all the grace of a seal bouncing around on the beach. He wouldn't say he fell in love with Montagne at first sight, but he will say it was close. Montagne never tired of romancing him, as if every date were their first, and never let him feel unloved.
His feelings for Lion were complicated at best for a long time. It was his mother, again, who made it dawn on him that he may be poly-amorous, posthumously and through the many letters she had written to him when she was at her peak of health. While his relationship with Lion remains... difficult, Doc tries to remember that the man is dealing with religious and familial guilt the same way he once did.
Not to say he doesn't get a little bit of a kick about occasionally flirting with him, just to get a reaction.
> Montagne;
Hopeless romantic. Moving on- [ I'll probably edit/reblog and elaborate on this later but my brain is scattered ]
> Rook;
He's... he's a puppy. He's a bisexual puppy and everyone who's ever dated him knows this. Rook has never been ashamed of who he loves, and often involved himself in LGBT rallies before his enlistment, even with disapproval from his parents. While he himself has only ever dated women, he has an attraction to men and personally identifies as bi.
He's had a couple of long-term girlfriends, but they drifted apart due to service and difficulty with communication. He confesses he's not the best at explaining himself in the heat of the moment and, due to his service, has a bit of a hard time enjoying the same things he would if he were a civilian. Rook, ultimately, has had a pretty uneventful love life - he's just happy to be here.
He's the embodiment of "Rook, where'd you bag that baddie?" "I didn't. i was minding my own business and she threw me over her shoulder. I haven't gotten down since"
> Twitch;
Femme lesbian. Femme lesbian who once kissed her best friend at an all-girls school behind the gymnasium. Her parents never approved of her behavior, always told her she'd grow out of the phase, but she never did. Never would. It wasn't a passing feeling and she knew it before they ever found out about it.
She learned to hide her girlfriends. She played nice at events, at parties, smiled and played at being interested in the men her parents tried to introduce her to. But she sneaked off often, she wanted to date, she wanted to express herself.
Ultimately, that chance came with the military. Sure, it was difficult, but she was no longer bound by the restraints of her family's status. That was enough for her.
Now, however, she's got a problem in the form of one very quiet and very angry Brazilian woman who somehow continues to end up in her bed on a nearly nightly basis with little warning. It's definitely just a platonic, comfort thing... right? Right. Taina wouldn't trust anyone enough to even think about romance.
Spetsnaz
> Tachanka;
The power of himbo thick-skulled overconfidence has gotten this man through so much of his romantic life. He's extremely intelligent, but he had absolutely zero vocabulary for anything LGBT. His former wife knew he had no preference between men and women, and they would often debate the most attractive features of either sex as a matter of entertainment. They had married rather young, a whirlwind of love and laughter that never quite ended; while the love has changed, they're an inseparable pair and have raised their children with a strong co-parenting system.
His ex-wife, thankfully, was also the one who pointed out that he should try actually dating a man when they had divorced. She'd known he would never explore that part of himself while they were together, but she was happy to see him figure it out. They talked often about those they went on dates with, and he was her best man at her second wedding; she was the first one he told when Kapkan and Glaz invited him as a third in a semi-open relationship. She was the one who encouraged him to take the offer. He was also overjoyed when the offer was extended in turn to Fuze.
He's romantic. Hopelessly romantic with all three of them, with anyone as a partner. All he wants to do is feel like he's made them happy, feel like he's served a purpose in their life [ which leads to him being a service top, but that's a different post ]. He's not very good at flings, but long term relationships - be they truly romantic such as the one he has with Kapkan and Glaz or a friends with benefits situation like he has with some other members of the team - is something he does very well with.
> Kapkan;
This man thought he was a switch. He did. he'd dated off and on, he'd been in quick flings while undercover, he thought yeah, he's a switch, he's typically dominant, he's pretty solid where he is.
Then this fucking sniper showed up in his life and he hasn't been a dominant man in the bedroom since, no matter his position. He's also rarely the top, and even then, he's not the dominant partner.
Not to say he doesn't like being the follower in the relationship. It feels nice to be taken care of, even if he bitches about it to his partners and can come off as aggressive about his pride. It feels nice to be provided for, to be wanted and part of something that wants him. He's fairly sure it comes from wanting to belong, but Glaz does more than make him feel like he belongs, it's more like feeling like he's owned, and that makes him comfortable in a strange way.
He knew Glaz was poly-amorous when they got together, it was a condition Glaz had - that Kapkan be willing to discuss it, that the conversation remain open. It didn't happen for a couple years, and when it did, it was with someone Kapkan had an eye on - Tachanka - rather than Glaz. Fuze was Glaz's idea, but Tachanka was Kapkan's, and he's still a little surprised at himself for it.
Kapkan sometimes struggles with the fact he breaks down so easily for Glaz, but he finds himself strangely alright with the fact that if push came to shove, he'd follow Glaz to Hell and back.
> Glaz;
Glaz! Always knew he was a top! He'd been in a couple of relationships prior to Kapkan, but never anything long-term. Kapkan was different in the best of ways; particularly because when the two of them got together, he realized that Kapkan liked to be taken care of and yield up control. It was perfect, simply because Glaz always preferred to lead his partner anyway.
Kapkan fell first, but Glaz will always say he fell harder. He didn't expect Kapkan to be a caring partner, nor one so open to Glaz being poly-amorous. He has very little shame about how much he loves Kapkan, he keeps a few sketchbooks filled exclusively with details about his partner, he has little notes about the man's habits and preferences.
He treasures his partners, yes, each of them fill a different void in his life. But Kapkan in particular? He'd marry that man if they could get away with it, and maybe he will when they retire.
> Fuze;
He'll tell you that he realized it wasn't the path to take, he won't tell you that his former fiance was abusive and nightmarish.
While he is keenly aware he is bisexual with a preference for men, he has a low drive and will often excuse himself out of intimate situations due to sex having once been a weapon against him. Even when he trusts someone enough to be chatty around them, as he is with Glaz, he will often bury any trace of what he may want intimately. It takes time for him to open up, and he is reluctant to trust partners with his wants and needs, even if he is happy to indulge theirs.
The Spetsnaz have mostly coaxed him into giving them some signs of what he wants, which has been a long and difficult process in itself. The relationship is somewhat open, and Fuze does have a couple partners outside of them, but they know him better than anyone else and are often able to help him identify what he needs. he loves them dearly, even if it is in his own understated sort of way.
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dantesicestorm · 1 year
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Random Stuff about my Mystreet Rewrite that i just wanna ramble bout
It’s all just creative arts stuff but that beside the point
- None of them were neurotypical from the beginning, but it’s more noticeable here
- Zane, Garroth, Ein, Blaze, were all band kids
- Dottie, Rylan, Daniel, and Gene were all orchestra kids
- Katelyn and travis,.,,...,. obvious theatre kids duh
- Well Trav was an art kid with Aph but then he was like “this sucks and i cant draw :(((” so he joined theatre and actually liked it
- On top of just generally being band kids, Zane, Ein and Blaze were all jazz band kids(Totally not me projecting)
-  Aaron, Dante, Teony, Ivy, Kim, and Sasha were choir kids. Its just that slight repressed gay gifted kid energy that every choir kid emulates yknow??
- Vylad, Melissa, and Lucinda are all piano kids,,,,, an elusive breed(again totes not projecting)
- Dante just knows how to play tenor sax, he has no reason to, he just does
- Aaron plays guitar for the jazz band on occasion
- Ein threw a trumpet at someone once(It wasn’t even his trumpet)
- He did not pay for it
- Aph jokes that Travis only joined theatre to try and get more attention from girls(specifically Katelyn), this is only a half-truth
- Eric, Sylvanna, and Zach had a band when they were younger
- Laurence refuses to be a creative arts kid, no matter how much everybody else pesters him to join their respective program. He thinks they’re all weird for different reasons, yet still hangs out with them on a consistent basis
- Cadenza almost forced him to join choir, but that failed cuz he just can’t sing
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