fifty bucks & six months.
spencer reid x gender neutral reader
new relationship, secret keeping nonsense, 4.5k words, ao3
a/n; turns out i love writing texting fic but tumblr destroys the formatting rip
zero months.
You smile conspiratorially, extending a pinkie towards Spencer and he gives you a skeptical look.
“You know the odds of being found out immediately are-” he starts, but you cut him off.
“Astronomical, I know. I know. But don’t you think it’ll be fun to see how long we can push it?” you wheedle, not caring that your voice sounds more like begging than is strictly dignified because seeing the way Spencer’s nose crinkles in amusement at your heavy handed persuasion is too adorable to pass up. You scoot closer on the couch, tapping the end of his nose with your pinkie finger, letting him catch your hand between his as you continue “I think we’ve got a good shot at hiding it for a little while. It would be like a game.”
Spencer draws your captive hand to his lips, brushing them across your knuckles and watching fondly as you forge ahead in your campaign to persuade him, enjoying the show and the attention too much to tell you he’s already on board. Your eyes are shining with the prospect of the caper, and you’ve made no move to take your hand back from him, and Spencer’s pretty sure he’d be more than happy to sit with you in this moment forever. “I mean-” you go on, gesturing animatedly with your free hand, “you’re like-a really good liar when you want to be. And everyone else always forgets how good you are at it.”
He snorts at that and the sound makes you light up, eyes tracking the arch of his brows, the warmth in his soft brown eyes, memorising the way he looks like this; utterly unbothered, completely at ease. It might be your favourite version of him, but that race has always been a tight one with no clear winner in sight. You have lots of favourite versions of Spencer. Twisting your hand in his, you tangle your fingers together, savouring the way you feel his thumb glide delicately along your skin and the unhidden joy in his face at the simple show of affection.
Time to play your trump card.
“$50 says we can hide it from the whole group for at least six months. If everyone figures it out before then, you win. But if not everyone has worked it out by then, I win.”
The mischievous shine in your eyes is irresistible, and Spencer smiles, disentangling one of his hands from yours to extend his own pinky finger.
“You’re on.”
The words barely make it out of his mouth before you’re colliding with him, pressing your lips to his.
two months.
“So, how long has this whole thing been going on?” Derek’s question catches Spencer off guard, and, based on the way he can see you freeze in his peripheral vision, takes you by surprise as well. Sliding into the driver's seat of the SUV, Derek continues “I hope you didn’t think you were gonna be able to keep me in the dark for long, pretty boy. You should know better than that.”
Following mechanically after him, Spencer takes the passenger seat, trying to frame his next statement as carefully as possible as he hears your door close and the car start. “We were-going to tell you guys-” he begins uncomfortably, glancing back to you for support, but you look just as on edge as he feels. “We were just gonna-keep it to ourselves for a while-before telling Hotch and everything-” he tries again, the mounting tension levering his shoulders higher and higher with every passing moment, but then Derek just laughs, shaking his head.
“Hey, I’m happy for you, kid. For both of you.” He spares a look at you in the back seat through the rear view mirror, and you can feel the tension in your jaw relax, the furrows in your brow straightening out at the note of approval in Derek’s voice. “I’m glad you two finally figured it out,” he says, fondly, and you laugh.
“I bet Spence we could keep it from you guys at least six months,” you explain, reaching forwards through the centre console to link your pinky with Spencer’s, and the touch of your hand releases the last of the tension he had been harbouring as he covers your hand with the other one of his own. He knows Derek clocks the motion, filing it away in his mind somewhere, but he doesn’t care about the scrutiny so much right now. Not when your hand is so warm and comfortable in his.
Derek reaches for the dial on the radio and flicks through the channel, thinking about something, and as you watch, a slow mischievous smirk spreads across his face a moment later before he glances first at Spencer and then at you.
“I’ll tell you what,” he says to you, and Spencer can feel a familiar grin tugging at his own lips as he watches a plan take shape in his friend’s eyes. “I’m happy to sit on this information for a while for a cut of the winnings from whichever one of you comes out on top.” He snorts good naturedly as he continues “I have my own bet to win with Prentiss, so if you two help me win that one, I’ll cut you in too.”
“A quid pro quo of sorts,” Spencer says slowly, and he feels your fingers tighten around his, as you snort softly, and he knows instinctually you’re grinning the same way you always do when you’re winning a game. “I think we can do that.”
Derek grins, turning the music up as he nods, eyes on the road. “Then you two love birds have got yourselves a deal.”
two months and two weeks.
PG: youre not as slick as you think you are ;)
YN: ???
PG: ;)))))))))
you should invest in some concealer for your work bag sweetness
or tell the good doctor to pay more attention to whats visible in your work clothes
YN: oh my fucking god
wait how do you even know thats how that happened
PG: im all knowing and all seeing im like the omnipotent goddess of the fbi
YN: derek blabbed
PG: he sang like a canary
but also im an omnipotent goddess
im also totally clued in on the whole bet situation with em so for the low low price of every single juicy detail about how this adorableness went down you can buy my silence
:)
YN: im getting derek decaf coffee on all coffee runs from now on >:(
traitors dont get caffeine
PG: darling sweet angel
i need deets
all of them
like immediately
YN: >:(
fine
ok so. after that case down in georgia a few months ago? the weird one? with the creepy mother son thing?
PG: omg yuck pls dont remind me im here for the CUTENESS not the MURDER
YN: sorryyyyyyy
anyway so spence was like being super weird about it all on the plane and whatever but he was doing that super annoying thing where he ignores it and says hes fine so everyone leaves him alone
PG: YEAH why does everyone here do that ALL THE TIME its SO annoyingggg
YN: ikr its insufferable and like super not subtle
ANYWAY. spence was being weird and whatever and i just. refused to let him sulk on his own or whatever like i could tell there was something bothering him and so after work i insisted that we were gonna get like shitty diner food or whatever and watch a movie
and he knows better than to say no to me
PG: smart boy
YN: so we got fries and milkshakes and then went back to his place to watch a movie
and he was still like weird and silent and like brooding yknow? but whatever just figured hed talk about it when he was ready so i put on a movie and offered to make popcorn and then he was just staring at me and he looked so SAD and TIRED and i thought id done something wrong like the poor guy looked like he was gonna cry and i was panicking over fucking popcorn and then he says
‘why are you always so nice to me?’
PG: oh my god hes like if a sad victorian orphan was actually a triplicate phd holder
YN: i was SO thrown off i was like spencer.
spencer were best friends. ive been forcing you to hang out with me for years now why do you THINK im being nice to you its bc i care about you asshole
and then.
like after another million years
after letting me sweat it out over whether hes about to cry for like fucking years
the asshole grabs my hand and says.
i shit you not.
‘you know im in love with you, right?’
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PG: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YN: anyway hes my boyfriend now :’)
dont tell anyone tho
gotta win the bet
four months.
Lingering by the elevator, you glance around at the uncharacteristically silent office building, waiting for Spencer to leave the bullpen. The sound of his footfalls drawing nearer makes you smile and you mentally applaud yourself for suggesting the two of you remained behind after disembarking from the plane, taking advantage of the manufactured privacy to take the same car home, back to his apartment.
When he sees you waiting for him, he can’t help the soft fond smile that tugs at his face, as he reaches for your hand, sliding his fingers into yours with a gentle squeeze, the quiet of the building allowing him to indulge in the show of affection. You return the squeeze, leaning your head on his shoulder with a yawn and as he presses a fond kiss to your temple he’s rewarded by a sleepy hum of approval from you that sends a rush of quiet joy shooting through him.
“At least we won’t be sleeping in hotel beds again tonight,” you say, voice weary, and Spencer nods as he shuffles you into the elevator. The doors slide shut and the elevator starts to move and in the moment of absolute privacy, you steal a kiss, tilting your chin up to catch his lips with yours, revelling in the soft huff of surprise he lets out, even as he smiles against your mouth. Even after months, the simple act of kissing Spencer still feels new and thrilling somehow, like you can’t quite believe it’s something you’re allowed to do.
His nose brushes yours and he breathes “unless something big comes up, we get a sleep in tomorrow too,” and the way you beam at him sends his heart racing in his chest, unable to look away from the fondness shining in your eyes.
As the two of you exit the elevator and make your way through the Bureau car park, you tuck yourself against his side, wedging yourself under his arm with a happy sigh, eager to get yourself horizontal and asleep as fast as possible. Spencer brushes his lips against your temple again as the two of you close in on his car, almost free and clear of the office when a voice behind the two of you brings you up short.
“Reid?”
Spencer is reacting before his mind catches up, turning on his heel towards the sound of Hotch’s voice echoing through the parking lot, conscious of the incriminating way you’re still tucked against his side, even as his brain is rifling frantically through any possible excuses for the current circumstances.
“Hotch-” you step away from Spencer, cheeks flaming, not wanting to chance a look at him. “I-we-thought everyone else had gone home,” you trail off lamely, trying your hardest not to balk under Hotch’s ominously impassive scrutiny. A second passes, then another, and the short silence feels like months, or years even as the three of you stand locked in a stalemate.
“I take it the two of you would prefer to keep this under wraps?” He asks, finally, and it registers with Spencer, somewhat belatedly, that Hotch’s tone isn’t admonishing. It isn’t enough to dissipate the tension coiling in Spencer’s muscles just yet, but he spares a glance at you as he nods, and a moment later, Hotch gives the two of you a curt nod of his own. “I’ll tell you what,” he says, a shade of irony colouring his voice. “If you two fill out the paperwork for in-team relationships for me, I’ll keep it to myself. I understand privacy is hard to come by in our office.”
The words take a while to fully sink in, and you’re conscious that you’re standing there blinking and gaping at your boss like a bemused fish for a good few seconds before you’ve composed yourself enough to say “absolutely, sir. Of course. Thank you.”
Hotch nods again, heading towards his own car, and as he passes the two of you, a brief smile flashes across his face.
“Congratulations, you two. Get some sleep.”
four months and three weeks.
Spencer isn’t sure how late it is, but he knows you’re not asleep yet, the faint glow of your phone screen casting faint distorted shadows across his room as your free hand rests lightly on his chest. In the dark blue twilight of his room, the space feels undefined and dream like somehow, the line between his mind and his surroundings blurry or indistinct somehow, and as you huff out a near silent laugh at something on the screen in your hand, a thought rises to the surface of his thoughts like flotsam on an unwanted tide.
The more clinical part of his mind notes the autonomic response in his body, the way his heart lurches unpleasantly in his chest, heart rate rising with an influx of cortisol through his nervous system, automatically rifling through ways to control the anxiety response. Age old instinct surges forwards, starting to push his spiralling anxiety down out of sight so as not to bother you with it, but then your hand shifts infinitesimally on his chest, fingers curling in the soft fabric of his pyjama shirt, and for once his body is miles ahead of his brilliant mind, your name is leaving his lips before he’s really aware of it happening.
Your gaze flashes up from your phone at the sound of his voice, soft and hesitant, and you let the screen go dark as you set it down. You can feel Spencer’s heart hammering against his ribs under your palm, and your brows knit together in concern as you shift closer to his side, tracing gentle circles over his shirt with your fingertips, the repetitive motion intended to soothe, though you’re not sure if it’s for his benefit or yours.
“Yeah, baby?” You ask softly, working hard to keep the rising worry from your voice. After three years of friendship and almost six months of dating, you know him well enough to sense when his propensity for overthinking and catastrophizing is slipping out of his control. You can feel his chest rise as he inhales sharply, whatever he’s about to say cut off by second guessing, doing nothing to pacify your concern. “Spence? Is everything okay?” You ask again.
“This-bet-hiding our relationship-it’s-” he trails off, throat tight as he rolls onto his side, facing away from you, and smushing his face into the pillow, already wishing he hadn’t said anything. You’re the kindest person he’s ever met, but offering up this kind of raw insecurity feels like pulling teeth. Even if it’s you. Especially if it’s you. He doesn’t know if he’s ready to find out if you care about him enough to stay when his racing mind gets the better of him. The pillow muffles his voice as he says “never mind.”
You feel your own heart rate tic up in response to that, matching the wild beat of Spencer’s that you could feel under your palm only a second ago. “Baby, talk to me. What’s on your mind?”
He shakes his head, face still hidden in the pillow. “It’s stupid.”
He can feel the rush of your breath on his back as you sigh, and your voice is almost achingly patient as you say softly “it’s not stupid if it matters to you.” There’s a long pause, and you press yourself against his back, settling close and letting your hand slide over his side to rest on his chest, the heat of his skin sinking into yours even through his thin shirt. In spite of his height, he feels so small as you wrap yourself around him, drawing closer, trying to reassure him without yet knowing what he needs to be reassured of. “Spence?”
“Are you ashamed of-being with me? Is that why you want to hide it?” The words are almost whispered, the sound almost lost against his pillow and your heart sinks, plummeting faster and further than if you’d dropped it off the side of a skyscraper. You should’ve known he might worry about that, should have realised it might have felt that way. Remorse rises hot and bitter in your throat and you swallow it down, trying to steady your voice.
“Spencer. Sweetheart. No. Never. I could never be ashamed. I love you. I’m so sorry.” Your arms wrap more tightly around him and you bury your face against the crook of his neck, the tension you can feel in every inch of his body making you feel more cruel and short-sighted than you already do. “I’m sorry I didn’t realise it might feel like that. I could never be ashamed of being with you, Spence. You’re my favourite person.” He takes the kind of shaky, shallow breath that comes with trying not to cry and your heart breaks a little more as one of his hands slowly moves to cover yours where it rests against his chest, just over his heart.
As his hand rests over yours, his thumb strokes lightly along your knuckles, and he knows you know him well enough to notice the way his hand trembles, just a little, because then your hand is shifting against his, turning to clumsily tangle your fingers with his, holding tighter to him as he tries to collect himself, drawing in a deep, shuddering breath as his eyes squeeze shut. He can hear the contrition in your voice as you say softly “I’ve never really liked having people know everything about what’s going on in my life. And I love our friends but-something like this, that’s so-special? So new? I wanted to be able to keep it to just us for a while.”
“I’m sorry.” His voice comes out a little shaky, scarcely more than a whisper, and it’s more than you can take as you pull back and gently force him to roll over to face you. He’s not crying, but his eyes are glassy and you recognise the fight to keep the tears unshed in the tight set of his jaw and the hard line of his lips. Leaning on your elbow, you lift your free hand to gently smooth out the furrows of his brow, letting your fingers linger along the planes of his face.
“Why are you sorry,” you ask gently. “You don’t need to be sorry, baby. Not for talking to me about things that bother you. We can tell everyone else tomorrow, if you want? We can call off the bet. Derek will live. If he’s got a problem with it I’ll turn all his shirts into crop tops.”
He can tell the joke is a last bid attempt to make him smile, to ease his fear, and it works. In spite of the anxious weight in his chest that feels like it’s pressing him into the mattress, Spencer laughs weakly, meeting your eyes, and he watches as a relieved smile breaks across your face, releasing your lower lip from where you’d trapped it worriedly between your teeth. The unmitigated affection that floods into your eyes renders him momentarily breathless as he takes in the moment. You’re still here, still trying to take care of him. Just as kind and steadfast as ever.
“No,” he says eventually, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you down on top of him like a living weighted blanket, letting your warmth chase the bulk of the tension from his body and luxuriating in the way you curl into him, one hand sliding into his hair. “We shouldn’t call off the bet. We still have to take Emily’s money, remember?”
Your sleepy laugh is the last thing he hears before his eyes close and the feel of your body wound around his lulls him to sleep.
five months.
SR: Can I talk to you about something?
DM: you dying or something?
that’s a really fuckin ominous text to recieve out of the blue
SR: I’m not dying, why would that be what you assumed? I just have a question.
DM: just a figure of speech
but what’s up?
SR: It’s about your bet with Emily. What’re the terms for it?
DM: wym?
SR: What exactly did you two make the bet about? What needs to happen in order for you to win the bet?
DM: does this count as collusion?
SR: Technically yes, but calling it collusion implies a certain degree of illegality.
DM: whatever
anyway the terms i made with em were that you’d make some kind of move before your birthday but she reckoned you were gonna need some kind of near death experience to do anything about your crush
why?
SR: I’m just making sure I have all the information.
DM: what’s going on pretty boy?
you planning something?
SR: Maybe.
DM: not a helpful answer reid
is everything good?
SR: Everything’s fine. We’re just figuring some stuff out. Nothing to worry about.
DM: is there something you’re not telling me?
SR: Don’t worry about it.
five months, three weeks and six days.
In the chaos that was the scramble from the briefing room to the jet, you haven’t yet had the chance to speak to Spencer about the outcome of his most recent thesis defence panel. By the time you’ve got a moment to breathe, the jet is underway, coasting across the country towards Montana, the whole team settled in for the six hour flight. You corner him in the tiny kitchen area of the jet as he’s making a mug of mediocre coffee, fingers tapping out an absent minded rhythm on the countertop as the coffee machine whirs, clearly not paying attention to anything outside of his head.
“Hey, boy genius.” He jumps, whirling around, eyes wide with surprise, and you smile fondly. “So?” You demand, and Spencer raises an eyebrow in confusion. You snort, rolling your eyes as you elaborate. “Your defence panel. Did it go okay?”
You’re shifting your weight and fidgeting restlessly with the belt loops on your pants and as he studies you for a moment, it occurs to Spencer that you’re nervous for him over this outcome. The thought brings an almost giddy smile to his face.
“You know this isn’t my first thesis defence panel, right?” He says mildly, deliberately burying the lede, enjoying the way you scowl in irritation too much to answer your question right away, too enamoured with this display of concern on his behalf.
“Don’t be difficult, Doctor Reid. It’s still a big deal.” He just shrugs noncommittally, and you huff, swatting his arm lightly. “So did it go well?” You ask again, eyes narrowing as you try to dissect his microexpressions, trying to discern the answer he seems determined to keep from you for yourself. A few seconds later, he relents.
“I can now add degree number six to my wall.” He confirms. Getting degrees doesn’t hold the same rush of pride for him now, the accomplishment feeling somewhat less exceptional as he acquires more of them, but the way your face lights up with pride for him reminds him how special the things he’s capable of can be. You’ve always made him feel like more than the sum of his parts somehow, like something infinitely more precious than he always assumed he is.
“I fucking knew it. That’s amazing, Spence,” you say, chest warm and full with pride and love, and his almost shy smile in return is enough to make a decision for you in a split second. Your hand dips into your back pocket, drawing something out, and you carefully hide it from view in your palm as Spencer tracks the motion curiously with his eyes.
Your eyes are shining with affection and something that looks like mischief and the way you’re smiling at him is more than enough to divert his attention as you step closer, just barely noticing as you slip something into his hand. You’re dangerously, distractingly close now, and he’s conscious, if somewhat distantly, that neither of you is concealed from the rest of the team, scant meters away in the seating area of the jet. But you’re smiling and close enough for him to feel your breath on his face and suddenly your lips are on his, and even after nearly seven months of being able to touch you like this, it’s enough to make him forget everything else as he melts into the contact, savouring the warmth of your skin and the faint smell of your shampoo.
You pull back a second later, the kiss over almost as soon as it started, but it’s enough to attract attention, and you can hear a belated ‘oh SHIT’ from Emily in the main cabin of the jet. In your peripheral vision, you can see money changing hands, your friends scrambling to react, but you don’t look at them, choosing to enjoy the bemused, affectionate look on Spencer’s face as his brain catches up to the events unfolding around the two of you.
“I was tired of keeping it a secret,” you say fondly, loud enough only for him to hear. “You win.”
Blinking in confusion, he finally tears his gaze away from yours, fingers uncurling to reveal the fifty dollar bill you had pressed into his palm right before you kissed him. The penny drops and he snorts with laughter, shaking his head in half hearted indignation as his other arm loops around you, pulling you in, letting you rest your head on his shoulder, hiding your face from the rest of the team as he kisses your temple, revelling in the way you wind yourself around him in response.
“I was gonna do this in like two days. I wanted you to win,” he murmurs against your hairline, and he can feel your faint laughter.
“Too bad, baby. I’m used to getting my way,” you say, pulling back to steal another quick kiss before peeling yourself out of his arms with a wink, turning to face the onslaught of ‘care to fucking explain that’ and ‘I fucking told you so’ from the rest of your friends, tugging him with you by your joined hands.
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so a couple months ago i relistened to w359 and made a 18000 word document while doing so containing iconic quotes, my reactions, feelings, et cetera. heres some highlights with varying amounts of context. (theres lowkey spoilers for the whole series btw)
""""i empathize too much""""
crazy how i still vividly remember walking outside [my old job] and to starbucks while listening to the spider ep... trauma
i mean i dont love it but it makes me feel things
GABRIEL THATS TOO ON THE NOSE
"let me have my badass space chick victory cocktail"
god like i AM team what wrong with handcuffs but I WOULD NOT HESITATE to kill hilbert for hera
the girlssss are fightinggg
THE SAD W359 MUSIC IS KILLING ME
like memoria who maxwell who jk jk
i love you renee minkowski marry me
local idiot's heart is in the right place
HARPOOOOOOONSSSS
lovelace lovelace lovelace loveLACE LOVELACE
"maybe she's some kind of clone thing" EIFFEL... this is day 1!!!
i hate these self sacrificial idiots
no no no not this music again ill cry
yall are so emotionally stunted it fucking hurts but damn if you dont care
literally how are they still alive
i want to hug her so much omg
alan rody shut the FUCK up im crying
rip zach valenti's throat
face the death reality via math
jacobi being a piece of shit
maxwell said lets kill hilbert rights
this is a kepler hate blog
minkowski thinking her emotions dont matter to the mission oh ho ho
"youre gonna straighten up" cutter they cant theyre not straight
maxwell and jacobi show up and blow up lads
"and you should really be more careful with your queen" KEPLER WHAT DOES THAT MEAN
wolf 359 stop making me stan these literally terrible people
FUNZO FUNZO FUNZO
i am caring about men tonight lads
theyre both awful sure go ahead have history
hilbert you interrupted their emotional moment they wouldve had a MOMENT
hera said im gay
ohhhh nooo interpersonal conflict makes me sad
hug minkowski rn
FRIENDSHIP IS MAGIC jacobi and maxwell are iconic
minkowski how did you not kill him
how much do yall use the words "good enough" and "cant"
"are you an alien" GOD the Hints
"one of our... sexier jobs" vs "this is gonna said less sexy after that"
eiffel stop cockblocking them
y'all's choice of pronouns IS illuminating
PROTECT HERA AT ALL COSTS
aw eiffel... minkowski... communication is KEY
oh yeah THATS what the psi wave regulator is for.... SURE
hilbert read the room
JACOBI you can't just describe minkowski like that without giving me a heart attack
how many times have all these bitches almost died
SORRY ANYTHING THEY SAY I LOSE IT
oh minkowski finally flipped (VALID)
oh wait that fact isnt fun at all and im literally crying
LIKE sometimes you save someone's life at great personal risk only to kill her a little while later
minkowski cries to “back to before” from ragtime
i feel to many things about the gals here idk what to tell you i love them thats the problem
its gay and it hurts!
lovelace laughing at people who can and will kill her... hot
OH WERE STARTING LOVELACES SELF SACRIFICE ALREADY
they let lovelace say FUCK
OH WAIT NO I FORGOT ITS WORSE
THANKS FOR MURDERING ME WITH YOUR TEARY ANGRY VOICE
ouchie anyways gay or no but also gay
hilarious and sad at the same time?
MAXWELL dont be a bitch... i expect this from jacobi and honestly i actually expect this from maxwell too but i dont like it
NO NOT THIS MUSIC
BROTP BROTP BROTP
i cant say anything else im too busy crying
UGH I COULD WRITE ESSAYS ON MY THOUGHTS ABOUT THIS THE MESSAGE THE TAKEAWAY BROADLY THE PERSONAL EMOTIONAL ANGUISH THE DESIRE TO HUG HERA ITS
im mad but thank you... all of you... explain...
stop stop stop im literally so tense gone straight from sobbing to freeze instinct
GOD I HATE ALL THESE SURVIVALS GUILT IDIOTS
OH theyre all about uncertainty... the what ifs... okay... ouch ouch ouch
give everyone awards for bolero
eris are you gay
she said gay rights and AI rights
like i know i know we been knew but goddard really is so awful
Hera stop narrating Lovelace’s ongoing existential crisis
HOW IS THIS NOT GAY (I know how it’s not gay but. Let me have this)
KEPLER stop giving Lovelace insecurities and existential crises
Team back off lovelace for the win
like not to be dramatic but her arc is beautiful
oh boy thats my girlsssss
THATS FLIRTING MINKOWSKI
god i love that concern for your gf keep it up minkowski
COMMUNICATION? WITH THIS CREW? BOLD
GOD angrey hera is great
you know hera is having the time of her life witnessing it
eiffel you just ruined their romantic moment
minkowski is gonna kill them
a much better gayer more altruistic light
WE’RE ALWAYS TALKING ABOUT COMMUNICATION
WAIT I WAS BEING CANON DAMN I THOUGHT I WAS BEING CREATIVE AND PERHAPS OOC BUT IM IN THE CLEAR I GUESS
god hera has needed to snap at eiffel for so long
i can already feel myself about to get hit with the tears... the emotions
that shit hits different renee
The implications that Goddard like destroyed global warming omfg
it’s the moral grayness babeyyy
when it hits you with minkowski's shaky sigh first thing you know its gonna hit different
MINKOWSKI i need you to. love yourself as much as i love you
GOD the mutual concern they always have for each other is touching whether or not you think its gay. i think its gay
HERA WOULD YOU ASK A COW TO NOT BE A COW
oh of COURSE they cut coms first
lovelace is man, butterfly is quote, it says "is this flirting"
jacobi i need you to chill
but jacobiiiii thats lovelaces schtick
oh eiffel... you fucking idiot who gets really lucky sometimes
this game of chicken where theyre both chickens and kepler doesnt know any of that and each of them only know half
minkowski said im an ethics teacher now
who taught minkowski empathy in high stress situations?
yeah so i stay hitting the nail on the head
“kepler SHUT UP” is what brings everyone together
this is, como se dice.... kinda gay
this statement does not bode well for that
“Maybe less talking to yourself” he says to himself
ugh, to be Pop Culture Man™️
RACHEL i love you even tho I also hate you
Rachel if you make one more hand joke I’ll lose my mind
HER NAME!!!! IS HERA!!!! And I love her!!
i have a vivid mental image of post-series eiffel doing stand up like chris fleming style
"my crew has made it very clear through a series of looks and gestures that one more slip up and i am out, thats it, so im taking this job very seriously"
"minkowski is very overprotective in a weird, erratic way, like when your seat belt randomly locks and its like i appreciate what youre trying to do but im going 4mph in a drive way."
"so when something like this happens you have to at least consider going away for a long time and living on a cursed space station"
"you know how when maxwell and hera are talking ive never felt less needed, you know, like ‘cause you guys would be totally happy alone on a rock in the middle of a lake"
"this is the kind of body you look at and go he'd probably be ok in space without a space suit"
the whole "theater kids" video is actually him going off about minkowski
minkowski is too swole for her own good
jacobi im gonna need you to take the redemption arc more seriously
i love my crazy crazy bitches
this FUCKING music
GOD HOW DOES PRYCE JUST ALWAYS GET WORSE
she just like mutilated that man he is doa absolutely destroyed one hit ko
can you tone down the gay, sweetie
you did it you broke rachel and Goddard down to their bare essentials
GOSH shes so AWKWARD
so damn jacobi was just IMMEDIATELY ride or die for maxwell
this is too much for my poor baby heart
pryce & carter literally are just like lets do eugenics, lets do genocide
when hera says ill pull a yall and sacrifice myself for minkowski and lovelace
god like cant believe KEPLER got a redemption arc (well not arc but you know)
ah yes the most tragic scenes all take place at once :)
I HAD TO STOP LISTENING TO BRAVE NEW WORLD CAUSE IT MADE ME TOO CRAZYYYY
THE SCRIPT SAID IT NOT ME
i love space moms!
this fucking music ALAN RODY IM SUING FOR DAMAGES
like the document also does have a lot of like deep thoughts and meta and parallels and discussion of motivations but this is just fun random things i said
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[181117] B.A.P Forever Tour in Philadelphia - Highlight of my Life
This was really one of the best concerts I’ve ever gone to. Despite being skeptical of JSJ from the beginning, I was still willing to risk it and buy the tickets. I was debating for a while to drop $400 or not for m&g but when you think about it, it was only $30 per photo with each of the boys (+ a hat, hoodie, and whistle) so that’s HELLA worth it. So I dropped nearly $600 for this concert but for real it was SO worth it. I was even willing to go down by bus all by myself and possibly wandering the streets of philly late at night for it but luckily was able to catch a ride!
These two BABYz gave out numbers from the very beginning like they marked down if you were plat or baby package and in the end JSJ and fans actually honored them! It was really great cuz we were able to leave the line to go to the bathroom or get food! BABYz around me were so nice and friendly too ;u; When it was time to go in to soundcheck and for the concert, we all actually got in order! It was REALLY nice like wow thank you philly babyz!! We were let in a little late for soundcheck cuz apparently bap was doing some kind of interview?? As for soundcheck, it was sooOOOoooOOO good!!! They kinda mixed up plat and baby but oh well whatever I still got like 3rd row so *^* WOOHOO! The stage was up really high and the venue was quite small, but philly crowd’s passion was explosive and powerful!! At the beginning of soundcheck Zelo kept like peeking out from the backstage door *^* they were ODing the fog machine so you could only see silhouettes at the door sometimes OTL. Daehyun was the first to come out! He came in this big puffer jacket and had earphones and and was smiling so cutely!! That wonderful wonderful kitty smile!! OH MY HEART PLEASE HAVE MERCY!! And then the others came out! <3 Zelo was wearing like PJ pants lmao the same one he wore in that IG pic of him in the truck, jongup was wearing leather (i think.....), himchan wore the tour hoodie, and youngjae wore a long coat. BUT YEAH the first song they did was TMJ and the crowd was hella LIT!!! Like everyone was singing their lungs out and jumping and being really really excited! We all started jamming out hardcore at the very first note of TMJ and I just knew it was about to be epic. BAP was sooo happy!! They really enjoyed it as well! And then they did DWIF and omfg daehyun was soooo cute cuz we were so loud during the OH!! part that he was like :O!!!!! and gave us two thumbs up!! The others were really happy too!! And then Zelo was controlling the crowd with his hands LOL like he was making us go side to side like a wave and then jongup was doing this weird dance too lmaooo we hyped up each other so much! It was soo much fun ;A; too bad we couldn’t record but JSJ got a ( video )~!! Like just listen to BABYz singing along at the beginning!! ( dh shocked at 0:41, thumbs up at 0:51)
We had to go back outside again after the concert and that’s when the line got a little messy since now there was also GA peeps and the sidewalk is only so big to fit like 3 different lines. But it worked out in the end and we got in order!! AND YA GIRL GOT FCKN 2ND ROW HEEEEEEEEELLLL YEAHH!! I had a GREAT view!! There was actually quite a lot of space and like NO pushing!! (except this one bishhhh but whatever that’s another story -.- i’ll delete her from my memory) But wow pit was fCKN great like wow the fanchants!! The whistles!! NO PUSHING!! LIKE WHAT WOOOW I LOVE YOU (this was an all standing venue btw). When we were waiting for the concert to start, they played a bunch of their songs and everyone was scream-singing the lyrics (well more like trying to LOL we can’t korean) We had our own bap concert with an empty stage lmaooo
AND AHHHH BAP WAS SOOOO GOOD AT FANSERVICE!!! Himchan noticed me like several times i fucking cRy!! He looked and waved at mee TWICE and like gestured to focus on zelo for recording and taking pics when it was his part AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Like last year he saw me struggling in pit (cuz that was HELL) and looked worried I CRY and he smiled at me too huuuhuuu himchan youre a fckn angel I LOVE YOU!!! I made a half heart at daehyun and hE FCKN COMPLETED IT I WAS ABOUT TO FCKN DIE RIGHT THEN AND THERE LIKE !!!!!!!!!!!! JOngup threw so many hearts and kisses at the crowd and youngjae blew so many kisses!! They were waving as much as possible to fans and daehyun, bless his heart, kept saying thank you!!thank you!! at any chance he could get!
During Q&A, bap spent the longest time arguing about harry potter houses pmsl and then yj was just like idk i never watched it (shame on you bro) and then himchan was like EXPECTRO PATRONUM!! (nerrRRRddddd). Jongup said he was fckn Dobby like bruH thats not even a house!!! YJ was like forget this!! and said, “PASS!!” Himchan said that he was Slytherin and then jongup said that Himchan would be fkcn Snape and did this dramatic coat sweeping straightening up his back thing LOL so himchan said Jongup would be a muggle pmsl Zelo did like a broom riding imitation??? irdk.... Next question was what was your favorite song that you’ve ever made. Jongup answered Photo and sang a little of it (so then where is the studio version biiSHHHhh) but lol BABYz were like SEXY CLAP!!!!!! Youngjae pulled out a question, looked at it and was like NOPE! and put it back pmsl! The next question was what tricks can Mochii do and then youngjae was frckn like body slamming zelo and jongup lmaooo. Zelo was sooooo cute he was telling the story of how Mochii bit in all in English!! He said how he was eating and was struggling to explain that Mochii was under the table so BABYz were helping him! He said that he dropped cheese and then Mochii went to eat it but Zelo tried to stop him. Mochii bit and and then Zelo was like “ooh! bloood! my dog is ...wildlife” but the way he said blood was soo cute like the oo in moon instead of “blud” This sweet precious boy!! His English was so good!!!! The next question was to sing happy birthday to a BABY named Jenny (wow you LUCKY girl im sooo jelly omfg). So Zelo sings her hbd really dramatically lmao and they give her their sweaty towel and Zelo gave her a water bottle too!! They’re so sweet!!!!!!!
During their other talk segment, Youngjae was like since our tour in america, philly has been the most passionate! So we all SCREAMED and cheered like crazy! Daehyun was like hold up!! AGAIN! and went to grab a phone. He made us all scream and cheer again so he could record it. The boys kept gesturing to scream louder and more and were totally enjoying the cheers! I hope we conveyed our love for them well enough!! Also Daehyun release that footage soon pls!!! He told us we did a good job screaming lmaoo! Youngjae kept making sounds for us to repeat lmao like ooOOoooo (idk how to describe it LOL) and then was like “maestro!” when trying to silence us with his fingers like a conductor LOL but we kept screaming things LOL someone was like “this is my first kpop concert!!” so youngjae was like “sounds good!” and gave a thumbs up. Jongup also did the conductor thing hahahah Daehyun promised to come back again next year and I REALLY REALLY hope that they do!!!!
The solos were beyond amazing. Like rewatching youngjae and daehyun’s solos made me tear up like how do such beautiful voices exist in this world? Did I really hear those ethereal voices in real life? It was sooo mesmerizing and breathtaking! Youngjae’s gorgeous baritone voice singing that smooth ballad huuuhuuu my heEArt!!! Daehyun’s heartwrenchingly beautiful voice, song, and lyrics wow let me just lie down and drown in my tears rn bYE! DaeUp’s duet was so cool, Jongup’s TML was perfect as usual, Zelo’s solo was sinful oh my those hip and that peach *blushes* it was suuuper fun and Zelo enjoyed it a LOT too!!! He lifted up his shirt!!
THEN IT WAS M&G TIME!!! They set up the background right in front of the stage. We lined up to go in and bap was standing like: jongup, youngjae, daehyun, himchan, zelo! It was plat individual photos first, then baby group + hi-touch, then plat group + hi-touch. BABYz really went for it!! Like a lot of us got hugs! We were able to watch the whole m&g but they didnt let us have our phones out ;A; (and I also had used up all 6.5 GB of space on my phone OTL) BAP were SOOOOOOOO sweet UGH we stan literal ANGELS!! They love BABYz so fricken much!! JSJ was sooo nice to allow a lot of fan interactions AHHHHHHHH BAP did a lot of cute poses and played around with BABYz! LEt mE TELL YOU THAT BAP IS SERIOUSLY SOOOO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL, HANDSOME, GORGEOUS, STUNNING, MESMERIZING, UP CLOSE HOW DID MY HEART EVEN SURVIVE?????? I GOT TO BEAR HUG EVERYONEEEE THEYRE ALL SO TALL AND IM HELLA SMOL SO THEY HAD TO SQUAT DOWN FOR ME HUUHUU THYE LIKE PATTED MY BACK DURING THE HUGS TOO AHHHHHH WE HAD A DECENT AMOUNT OF TIME WITH ALL OF THEM!!! I TOLD DAEHYUN I SAW HIM IN KOREA IN ASU AND HE WAS LIKE OOOOOH THANK YOU!!! CURSES TO MY TINY AF VOICE CUZ I DONT THINK THEY ALL EVEN REALLY HEARD WHAT I SAID SOMETIMES!!! I told Zelo he was too tall for me lmaooo I really wanna see how much he had to bend down for me! I seriously wished that my m&g was recorded but :((((((((((( After my m&g I legit squealed and hugged my friend lmao but the staff yelled at us for being too loud LMAO BUT GIRL WE JUST HUGGED FCKN KINGS LIKE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We tried to contain ourselves as much as possible LOL Daehyun said thank you out loud to a lot of BABYz after their m&g! Zelo kept dabbing at BABYz lmaooo a lot of them didnt notice tho cuz he would do it after they had already passed him HAHAHA when it was my hi-touch I dabbed at Zelo hahah and he dabbed back :D I wanted to get a group hug from them but i got too excited and FUCKING FORGOT to ask for a group hug *kicks myself* Now I wish I had written my name on a name tag (like “HI I’M JUNIE”) and hope they wouldve said “HI JUNIE” but I didnt OTL
I really wish I could relive the whole day. I wish I was able to record my m&g and got a group hug or them to say my name or I had said something more to them but it’s ok my heart is very very happy and I love bap soo much. My 7 year love for them continues and I will really love them forever. Let’s meet again soon, my loves! I’m looking forward to then~!
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50 questions tag 💕
I was tagged by @sophrosynes (this took me like a month im sorry)
1. what takes up too much of your time? definitely social media n looking at kpop stuff or youtchube videos :////
2. what makes your day better? nowadays the only thing that will always lift my mood is working out bc of all those chemicals
3. what’s the best thing that happened to you today? i procrastinated today so i didn’t do much sjgvdfhdbk i did an arm workout tho and it was so satisfying to be able to do all the moves without a break bc it shows that im getting stronger n i luv that
4. what fictional place would you like to go? the house in my neighbor totoro bc it just looks nice and peaceful
5. are you good at giving advice? i think i am but ultimately the receiver decides if the advice was indeed good or not
6. do you have any mental illness? hahahahahahhaa yea maybey probably im seeing a therapist anyway
7. have you ever experienced sleep paralysis? no it sounds very intriguing tho n i was surprised that so many people experienced it
8. what musician inspired you the most? epik high and 2ne1 :(((
9. have you ever fallen in love? nah i don’t think so,, im more of a “intricate daydreams abt romantic scenarios that won’t ever happen” type girl
10. what’s your dream date? roberta im litcherally the same sjgdvfjbhk so yea museum or art gallery and then going to a place to talk,, i think a picnic would be nice too??
11. what do others notice about you? well first off they notice im #asian asfhjdg and also like my eyes i think? especially if i put on makeup (tbh i don’t even think that people notice things abt me)
12. what is the annoying habit you have? i always hum or sing-song randomly,, i personally don’t find it annoying but maybe others would ig
13. do you still talk to your first love? my first crush is a business major now so no lmaooo
14. how many ex’s do you have? zero
15. how many songs are on your playlist? 182 on my current tunes playlist but i have like 30 playlists in total
16. what instruments can you play? none unfortunately :// (i want to learn gayageum tho bc it sounds cool)
17. who do you have the most pictures of? 80% of my phone galleries are selfies bc i Love Myself
18. where would you like to go before you die? i want to go to a place where there’s a lot of snow n it’s really white n quiet
19. what is your zodiac? capricorn babey!!
20. do you relate to it? yea im very earthy n i like money
21. what is happiness to you? being at peace and not worrying,,, just being in the moment n enjoying it to its fullest
22. are you going through anything right now? yea but a bitch is gonna survive as always
23. what’s the worst decision you’ve ever made? i don’t really remember and i don’t even want to bc thats not useful to my growth
24. what’s your favorite store? there’s a vintage store i really like and also artbox in korea,,, they have so much stuff i almost bought the whole stationary section
25. what’s your opinion on abortion? it should be as safe as possible for the people who choose to have one
26. do you keep a bucket list? yea but i always forget what i put on it anyway and i end up remaking it every year rsgjbjkf i do have a bucket list for the month tho!!
27. do you have a favorite album at the moment? not really i feel like it’s been a while since i last listened to an album in its entirety
28. what do you want for your birthday? a hair straightener bc my bangs are currently out of control
29. what are most people’s first impression of you? i have no idea honestly but i think it’s mostly good? but i can appear kinda distant bc i am quite distant if im not feeling the person
30. what age do you seem according to most people? i look my age tbh i’ve never had anyone give me more at least
31. where do you keep your phone while you’re sleeping? on my desk or charged near my bed
32. what word do you say the most? uuuuhh idk but i write “okey” a lot by texts shfdbhkf
33. what’s the oldest age you would date? like 22?? i don’t like huge age gaps
34. what’s the youngest age you would date? people born in december 2000 sjbhkdb otherwise ur babey
35. what job/career do most people say would suit you? one of my best friends used to tell me i would be a good therapist but i feel like thats bc im a good listener?? other than that idk (i asked my parents once n they were like. just do what u want zjvhjgbfk thats not helpful!!!)
36. what’s your favorite music genre? the type of music they put in chill study music playlists on youtube honestly (and also anything that sounds gay. i luv disco sm u guys don’t even know)
37. if you could live in any country in the world where would it be? korea bc i need yakult and karaokes
38. what is your current favorite song? shine by pentagon bc i relate to the lyrics now sgdbkjfnkjb
39. how long have you had this blog for? uuuhh i wanna say 2 years??
40. what are you excited for? my paris trip with my friends!!!!!!!
41. are you a better talker or listener? im a good listener but i luv talking bc i luv attention,,,, but im also not very eloquent most of the time??? so im gonna go with listener
42. what is the last productive thing you did? not 2 repeat myself again but working out (im a jock i tell u)
43. what do you want for christmas? money would be nice
44. what class do you get the best grades in? according to my exam results it’s english but i had good grades in physics in hs and also in literature
45. on a scale from 1-10, how are you feeling right now? a solid 4.5
46. what can you see yourself doing in 10 years? in a nice apartment with lots of plants and wearing a long white dress while playing the ukulele to my flower bouquets
47. when did you get your first heartbreak? ay it’s always been broken fellas 🤠🤠 if we wanna get more specific i’d say first year of high school during my first friendship breakup
48. at what age do you want to get married? honestlé? i don’t wanna get married,, to me it just seems like another thing to be trapped in and i value my independance too much
49. what career did you want to have as a child? i wanted to be a vet bc i loved animals!! i also wanted to be a jedi too but thats smth else entirely
50. what do you crave now? affection/purpose/peace/blueberry muffin/tteokbokki with cheese
im tagging: @1fancafe @twejoon @ilovemeghan @flowerene @scy @rainmv @jinseas (idk who did this already but ignore if u want to sgjdbgkfn)
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Max paced the waiting tent on the beach same, sweatting nervously. "What if she says no..." He mumbled, Neil and Preston watching him in concern. "Oh my god what if she just...leaves?!"
"Max she's Nikki. She'd never run from her own wedding. Plus your best man is her sister so she'd be hearing a mouthful if she did," Neil says in a gentle tone, trying to calm down the groom before he sweated out his suit. "Chill."
"DUDE I CAN'T." He turned to him in panic, his eyes wide. "Seriously Neil, what if she just...puts it off..? I've been planning this shit for months."
"Don't think too low of her, Maxwell," Preston says with a snicker and straightening his bowtie.
Funny thing is, Max was looking great even tho he was panicked. He had on a dark midnight blue suit with a white shirt underneath. His bangs were pinned out his face so his forehead was showing and two stray curls were free. Great.
He growled and kept pacing.At the same time, Nikki was literally walking in circles while ranting. She wore the same color of Max's suit except her dress was specked with white glitter so it looked like stars.
Her three brides maids, Nerris, Ered, and since she asked Max to find one, his ex Sasha, just watched her. They glanced at each other as they watched.
"Max is a good guy but how would he react to what I have to tell him....?" She looked to the three girls for support.
None of them said anything.
"Uh...you're right! Max is a good guy I'm sure he'd be fine," Sasha cut in awkwardly, looking at Ered and Nerris who kinda just winced at her. "...."
"Haha yeah you're right," Nikki says, a little more confident. "I'll give it to him."
Nerris smirked at her and looked to Sasha who sighed in relief.
Then the music started. Neil and Preston had to practically push Max to his place by the beach water, taking their own places after calming him down a little.
Luckily since it was night, no one could see him sweating. Even with the lights on. So he was fine. This is fine.
His breath caught in his throat when he saw Astria, Nerris and Harrison's tiny child, skipping down the isle with a basket of blue rose petals in her hand and spilling over the white carpet.
Then the brides maids walked out, bright smiles on their faces as they got to the end and stood on Nikki's side. 'oh god oh god...' Max gulped as Nikki walked out her tent, a sparkly dark blue veil covering her face. 'Dammit Nikki walk slower-' But she was walking quickly, stepping onto the platform and across from him.
'Okay Max, calm your ass down.' He slowly lifted her veil and saw her bright pretty face, a wide smile on her red lips. Her makeup was clearly done by Sasha cause it was perfect. Also Nikki didnt really know how to do it.
"...damn..." Max muttered softly, his eyes wide in awe. "You're fine-"
Nikki snorted and laughed, shaking her head. "Thanks Maxie."
"AHEM stop flirting," Gwen says from beside them, her face in a smirk. "Haha sorry," Max apologized sheepishly, looking to Nikki with a more confident smile. He grabs her hands and waited for Gwen to start.
All was going well until they got to the vows.
And when Max opened his mouth, his mind drew a goddamn blank. "Uh..." His eyes widened. "Uhm....I..."
Nikki tilts her head in confusion, raising her eyebrows. "What's wrong?"
"I forgot my vows—"
She winced. "Oof-"
"I'll just wing it." He clears his throat. "So Nikki as you see I forgot my vows and I'm just gonna say it right here right now that I fucking love you and always will. Why? You're perfect to be honest. Everything you do is just...great. You're pretty, funny, amazing, stupidly smart, I don't even know if I'm in your league. Still don't. And this got very cheesy let me just." He coughs. "Anyways I'm pretty sure I'd be a fucking dumbass alone and not talking to anyone if you'd just not gotten off that bus. Can I stop...?" Nikki laughs and nods “yeah you can”
“Anyways!" Nikki smirked. "Its my turn." "Ahem! Max you're really nice when you want to be and a soft cunt to me and me only and I love it. Especially how you're just yelling at someone then turn to me in the sweetest tone cause you know I hate people yelling at me! Hence why my mom wasn't invited!" Her grip tightened on his hands. "You're a smart idiot, pretty cute...wait thats an understatement. You're pretty damn hot ahem. And I'll never freaking forget..." She smiled softly, looking up to him with soft and watery eyes. "...how you let me move into your apartment when you found out what my mom was doing to me. That was honestly the best day of my life besides you proposing to me." Max's eyes widened and he tilted his head with a grin. "It was nothing..."
"We weren't even dating!" She laughs. "And you know exactly how to cheer me up! And..." She sniffed slightly. "F r i c k. Gwen stop crying your emotions are spreading."
She looks to Gwen who was actually sobbing. "S-sorry--" Nikki sighs and sniffs. Then she started crying. "DANGIT." Max snickered and wiped her tears. "Pfft keep it together Nik."
Nikki nods and sniffles again. "Max I really...really love you you don't even know how much...to be honest I started liking you when we cracked that egg...haha and then...you big wimp you asked me out in freshman year of college!"
Max gasped playfully. "Not the point."
"You never break a promise...right?"
"Nope."Nikki looks to Gwen with a small smile, nodding.
"Ahem...Maxwell Greenwood...do you take Nikki Skyler as your wedded wife, to spend your life with her until your dying ages?"
“I do," Max responds confidently, his anxiety fading.
"And do you, Nik-"
"I do I do I DO."
Gwen laughed and looked to Preston who walked up, holding two golden rings on a velvet pillow.
Max and Nikki took one and pushed it up each others right middle fingers before looking up at each other excitedly.
"You may now, k-"
Before Gwen could even finish, Nikki was in Max's grip and he was kissing her happily. Nikki snickered and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing back just as happy and excited.
They break away with bright eyes and smiles before running down the isle. Nikki tossed her bouquet into the hair with a laugh and Preston shoved the girls out the way, catching it and shouting, "NEIL GAY MARRIAGE IS LEGAL AND I CAUGHT IT!" Neil gulped and sighed softly.
-AT THE AFTER PARTY-
The clinking of wine glasses echoed around the party as everyone celebrated the marriage.
Max and Nikki were sitting beside each other and chatting with everyone about how Max was taking her on a cruise for their honeymoon.
A very expensive one that David totally helped him book.Speaking of David, he was sobbing into Gwen's shirt, just so happy that his SON finally got married to her and kept that promise he made years ago."Pfft David...calm down..." Gwen patted her HUSBAND'S head and stood up, clinking her glass with a smirk. "Everyone! Hey listen up!"
The crowd goes silent and everyone looks over to her, curious and surprised.
"Toasts you assholes to the newly weds!""Oh! Oh! Oh!" Sasha jumps up. "I have one!"
Max and Nikki look to each other in surprise before looking back at his ex.
-SKIP AFTER THE TOASTS TO THE WEDDING PRESENTS WHERE I'LL MAKE ALL OF YOU SOB-
"A new TV for the apartment!" Nikki says excitedly, opening Nerris' and Harrison's present. "It has a sound bar!"
"Neil gave us a new PlayStation. Playstation 7." Max looked to Neil and smirked, Neil grinning and shrugging."Open ours," Gwen says excitedly, grinning.
Max took their present and opened it, finding a vacation pass to france. "Why don't you guys take this?"
"Well we think you guys might need it later." Gwen looks to Nikki with a small smile.Nikki gulped nervously and started to fidget in her seat. 'Crap.' "Uhhhh Max?"
Max turns to her. "Yeah Nik?"
She smiles anxiously. "I have a present for you." She picks up a small box. It was wrapped with a red bow on top.
Max shrugs and takes it, tearing the paper open while humming.
She looked over at him, sweating.
David hurried and grabbed his camera, turning it on.
Max opens the box and his breath caught as he pulled out two pacifiers. One was blue. One was pink. He lifted his head slowly and looked to Nikki with wide eyes.
Nikki looked over at him with an anxious smile, saying, "Maxie...we're having twins.." Max stayed silent for a while, just staring at her. Then tears streaked down his face. "..."
"Ah- Max!" Nikki tried to wipe his tears but he just hugged her tightly, sobbing into her shoulder.
"...haha h-how long..h-have yo-you known..?"
She hugs him back. "2 months.." He sits up, wiping eyes only for more tears tears to fall down. "Fuck fuck fUCK...Nikki ima be a dad. A fucking...dad."
She laughs and nods. "A great one too. You're probably gonna be crying when they go off to preschool."
Max blinked and nodded. "Yeahhhhh you're probably right." He then stood up and stood Nikki up too.
"Max what're y-"
Max pecks her lips and said, "you have to dance with my dad, idiot."
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@jennythemagicbear requested this sorry its in this format I wrote it on discord.
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You seem like such a nice person, but definitely too cool for me to talk to you off anon!!
aww you’re so sweet that’s totally not true tho lol ‘m not cool at all and you can talk to me anytime!! This was a good prompt I like how this turned out so thank you!! I really hope you like it, let me know what you think its called “My broken heart hurts worse than these broken bones.”
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“Alec move!” Jace’s yell was so loud, it seemed to smack himin the head. He looked up in time to see the rogue vampire they were chasing,surging towards him, and managed to step aside in time for Izzy to ensnare itwith her whip.
The blonde came over and took hold of Alec’s arm, pullinghim to face him as their sister read the vamp its rights.
“What was that?! Alec, look at me. You could have gottenyourself killed!”
Izzy looked over to them in worry, but Alec shook Jace’shands off and began walking back to the institute. He muttered a reply,throwing it over his shoulder to his siblings as they watched him with concern.
“I got distracted. Sorry. I’ll meet you back at theinstitute.”
Jace pressed a hand to his Parabatai rune. He could feel howheartbroken Alec was, and he knew something must have happened between him andMagnus but Alec didn’t want to talk about it.
Isabelle sighed and pushed the, now handcuffed, vampire infront of her. “He’ll be okay. Maybe just give him time.”
Jace didn’t like the hollow feeling inside his brother, andhe didn’t like Alec not talking to him either. But he nodded and helped hissister with the prisoner.
Alec felt like crap, Magnus had basically broken up withhim, and he couldn’t blame him, but it didn’t make it easier.
He was walking to his office, to either cry or do his work,he hadn’t decided, but didn’t make it there before being interrupted.
He didn’t even see it coming, the huge mass of fur and teethand claws, but it barrelled into him all the same. He was thrown to the ground,head smacking against the hard floor, as the werewolf landed on top of him. Hefelt the crack of his ribs as they broke, all breath pushed out of him, and thesharp piercing of claws into his skin.
The wolf was rabid, trying to bite into Alec’s neck, but hemanaged to kick the thing off him before it got its teeth any closer.Shadowhunters gathered around, pulling the werewolf away, and asking if he wasokay.
All he wanted to do was curl into himself, to stop the painin his chest, but then someone mentioned calling a certain warlock. He shookhis head quickly, instantly regretting it as dizziness and nausea overtook him,and grit his teeth against the pain as he got to his feet.
“I’m fine, no one call anybody. Get that werewolf undercontrol, and have the paperwork on my desk by this afternoon.”
Someone muttered out a ‘yes sir’ as someone else tried totake his arm.
“Hey, are you sure you’re okay, Alec? You went down prettyhard.”
The Lightwood turned to the familiar voice and saw Clary, lookingat him with concern.
He wasn’t okay, his head hurt and his ribs were definitelybroken. He could already feel blood running down his chest, from where thewolfs claws got him.
“I’ll be fine, I just need to get back to work.”
She didn’t look convinced and he was really, too dizzy, andwinded to walk on his own, so he allowed her to help him get to his office.
“Thanks.”
She helped sit him in a chair, and knelt to try and see hisface, but he covered it with a hand as he rubbed his temples, to try and quellthe headache that was forming.
Clary’s voice was quiet and worried. “You should go to theinfirmary, or have Magnus che-“
“No!” The girl recoiled at his interruption, looking shockedat his reaction to the warlock’s name. Alec gave her an apologetic look andgripped her arm instead.
“I’m fine. I’ll use an iratze, just don’t tell anyone aboutthis, okay? Don’t tell Izzy or Jace and don’t call… don’t call Magnus. I’m fine,and they’ll only worry. There’s no need to distract them when so much else isgoing on.”
She didn’t look as though she believed him, but noddedanyway, knowing she should accept any offering of trust from Alec, since hedidn’t give them often.
He thanked her and she left, closing the door behind her ashe requested. God, he hurt. He almost didn’t want to look.
Maybe he should just go to the infirmary. Alec pulled hisshirt up, and cursed. His chest was smeared in blood, with claw marks runningdown his skin. Thankfully, they weren’t deep, but he’d need to wash them outand cover them so they wouldn’t get infected.
He knew he should do these things, but he was too tired andsore to move much at all. This would be so much easier if he had help.
But if he went to the infirmary, his siblings would becalled and they would call Magnus and he’d have to explain what had happened.That would totally go well.
“Yeah, I lied to Magnus, after he shared his deepest fearswith me. I’m a terrible person and now my boyfriend can’t stand to look at me.I broke his heart. I deserve this pain.”
No, he couldn’t tell anyone. He’d deal with it himself.
It was just a couple of claw marks and broken ribs, he couldhandle that. He’d had worse.
Alec drew an iratze rune as well as a stamina one for goodmeasure, and made his way to his bedroom, teeth clenched against the pain thewhole way.
He did feel a little better once he’d cleaned and coveredthe punctures on his chest, and his ribs weren’t throbbing so badly once he’diced them. But, he really just wanted to sleep and he couldn’t because he stillhad a meeting to go to, and prisoners and missions to organise.
The voice in the back of his mind, told him he should begoing to the infirmary to get properly checked over, but he ignored it, like heignored the headache that wouldn’t go away.
Alec took as deep a breath as he could manage, beforestraightening his shirt and heading off to his meeting. It wasn’t until hestepped into his office again, that he remembered who the meeting was with.
Magnus stood towards the back of the room, arms crossed andface a mask of apathy. It hurt Alec’s heart just to see him there, and healmost didn’t go in. But Jace and Izzy were watching the two curiously and hecouldn’t just run away.
How could he have forgotten Magnus was coming? How couldsomething like that slip his mind?
Alec walked in, despite the way his chest tightened and madeit hard to breathe, and sat at his desk, trying to organise his thoughts.
“Thanks for coming, I know it’s…difficult.”
Magnus didn’t say anything, eyes hard and cold. Alec lookeddown at his desk instead and tried again.
“With all the threats to deal with right now, I think itbest to strengthen the wards and put down some extra…uh…extra charms. Tocontrol the rogue downworlders being arrested.”
Izzy frowned, leaning towards her brother. “Alec? Are youokay?”
Alec looked up, confused. “I’m fine.”
Jace was giving him the same concerned stare that Isabellewas. “You’re slurring your words a little.”
The elder Lightwood shook his head, waving away their concern,even as his head spun and his chest grew tighter.
“No, I’m not. Now… umm…there’s a lot going on right and thereare a lot more…downworlders being brought in so I think we should strengthenthe wards and put some extra charms around to keep them under control.”
Izzy stood from her seat, looking a little scared. “Youalready said that. Alec, what’s wrong with you?”
Magnus uncrossed his arms, dropping them to his sides as hestepped a little closer, watching as Alec frowned and blinked tiredly.
“Did I? I don’t remember that.”
Jace came around the other side of the desk and laid a handon his brother’s forehead.
“What’s going on, buddy? Iz, he feels clammy, and he looks alittle pale.”
Alec’s dizziness was growing worse, and he couldn’tconcentrate on anything anymore. He didn’t even know what the meeting wassupposed to be about. Jace and Izzy were still talking but all Alec could thinkof was the way Magnus had looked at him.
He brushed Jace’s hand away and attempted to stand from hisseat, to try and go back to his room.
“I have to go.”
But as soon as he stood, his vision was overtaken with blackspots, the room spinning dangerously. He caught himself on the side of his deskwhen his knees gave out, but the pressure on his ribs was too much, and he criedout in pain.
“Alec!” All three pairs of hands reached for him as he fell,but he didn’t feel any of them as he lost consciousness.
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Alec was in pain. But it wasn’t as bad as it was before, itwas more numb now, muted as if there were a barrier between himself and thehurt. He was glad for it. He was too tired to be sore.
Someone touched his chest, smoothing out something like a blanket,across his aching body. It was comforting, knowing he wasn’t alone, and Alecused that touch to find the surface of the dark he was floating in.
Hazel eyes opened to a low-lit room, one that he recognisedas his own bedroom. He was in bed, and Magnus was standing at a table coveredin bandages and potions, a box of vials and bottles clinking as the warlockmoved them around. He was looking at the Nephilim for only a second, beforeAlec’s eyes found his and they quickly flickered back to his work.
He was mad. More, mad than before. Alec could tell, in theway his shoulders stiffened and the hardness of the grip of his fingers aroundthe little glass bottles.
“Magnus?” Alec’s voice was weak, and he found himself to be extremelytired, limbs stiff as if he’d been in bed for a while.
The warlock didn’t respond, didn’t even look at him. Alec couldn’tstand it. The space between them felt like a chasm he’d rather fall into thanbe held apart by.
“Magnus, please just talk to me. Let me explain.” When hestill didn’t reply, Alec tried to sit up, pushing himself up on his weak armsand reaching for the warlock. But the movement hurt too much and he groaned,clenching his eyes shut against the pain.
Magnus quickly rushed over and placed a hand behind Alec’shead, the other on his chest, as he laid him back down. “Don’t move; you’restill healing.”
The shadowhunter did as he was told, trying unsuccessfully, tocatch the other man’s eye’s. Magnus’ hands slipped from him quickly, makingAlec feel cold without his gentle touch. He couldn’t take it anymore. He justwanted everything to go back to normal, he wanted to see those eyes that hewoke up to every morning, and to see that bright smile. He wanted Magnus tolove him again.
Tears welled up in his eyes, as his breathing hitched. “I’mso sorry, Maggie. I wanted to tell you about the soul sword but I … I screwedup. I know I did, but p-please just…I can’t have you hating me. I can’t standit.”
The warlock sat on the edge of the bed and closed his eyesas he sighed. His voice was quiet, and carefully controlled.
“I don’t hate you, Alec. That’s the worst part. I love you,so much; and you lied to me.”
“I know-“
Magnus interrupted, face pinched in anger. “And then you dothis to yourself.” He gestured to the bandages covering the Nephilim’s chest,hiding the claw marks beneath.
“Why didn’t you tell anybody you were hurt?”
Alec looked down at himself, seeing the bruises for thefirst time. They were like ink blots; blooms of colour spreading outwardsacross his skin and peeking from beneath the white dressings.
Magnus’ voice was tinged with something else now, almostafraid, and not as stable as it had been before.
“You were bleeding internally; you went into shock. Youalmost died! I…I almost lost you. How could you do that to me?”
His last words were so soft and quiet, that Alec scarcelyheard them over his own laboured breaths.
“If I told Izzy and Jace, they would have called you and I couldn’tstand to see you so upset again. I didn’t want to hurt you. I’m sorry.”
He looked up at Magnus’ frown, and released a sob, shouldersshaking as he began to cry.
“I keep ruining things, and I hate being away from you. Iknow you don’t trust me anymore but please…don’t leave me, Magnus. I can’t loseyou. I’m so sorry.”
Magnus’s face was turned away from him, lips pressed tighttogether in an attempt to keep his emotions in. Alec let out another sob, weakhands reaching for the warlock as tears spilled down his cheeks as he whimperedout his name.
“Maggie.”
Magnus’ will crumbled. He couldn’t stand to see his angel sohurt and distraught. He quickly turned to him and wrapped him up in his arms,holding him to his chest as Alec sobbed.
“Oh, Alexander. I love you, no fight is ever going to changethat.” A few tears of his own slipped out, as the injured shadowhunter huggedhim back. It had only been a few days since their fight but he’d missed him somuch.
It would take time to trust him again, to get back to howthings were, but they would get there. They loved each other too much to letone fight separate them.
Alec was too worked up, chest heaving as he cried, and Magnusknew it wasn’t good, or comfortable for his injured chest. So, laying him backin the bed, he ran a hand over his chest and took away his pain, beforetrailing a finger over Alec’s bottom lip and sending a sleep spell into hismouth.
“Shhh, Alexander. Sleep now; we’ll talk about this more whenyou’re feeling better.”
Alec’s eyes dropped as the spell took hold, and he managedto take Magnus’ hand in his before they closed completely.
“I love you.” His words came as a sigh, slightly slurred andsweet as honey. He sounded relieved, and Magnus squeezed it back before brushingthe Nephilim’s hair back and placing a kiss on his forehead.
“I know, angel.”
I know, that’s why I can’t stay mad. That’s why I can’t hateyou. That’s why I forgive you.
(PLease let me know what you think of this!? And I still love prompts so don’t be shy! This will be posted with all my other works on my ff.net and ao3 accounts in the links below!)
http://archiveofourown.org/works/11636718
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12590853/1/My-broken-heart-hurts-worse-than-these-broken-bones
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Fun Asks Because YOLO
I was tagged by @taylorswiftforpresident2016 who is awesome and lowkey (highkey) emo like me. Also i stole Kaitlin’s title because yolo
Here’s the rules kids:
Share 13 things about yourself
Answer the 13 questions asked to you and invent 13 questions the people you tag will have to answer.
Tag 13 people
Tag-backs ARE allowed
You must make a post! NO ANSWERING THESE IN THE COMMENTS!
Be creative with the title.
I draw on every single styrofoam cup I get. Proof:
I was raised on rap so i kinda listen to like soft lowkey rap (@gymclassheroes and @/twentyonepilots imo anyway)
I hate my hair curled if i ever do anything to it i straighten it.
The first musicians i ever got into on my own were Goo Goo Dolls still one of my fave bands. (listen to name by them IT”S SO GOOd)
The first time i ever visited a beach was last year.
Turtles are on of my fave animals
I really enjoy telling/hearing bad puns and pick-up lines
The last time i cut my hair was about 4 years ago
My eyes are a dark brown color
I have a girlfriend
The first album i ever owned was Under My Skin by Avril Lavigne
I’ve never broken a bone
Kaitlin’s Questions :)
Do you watch Dan and Phil? I don’t watch their videos sorry!
Thoughts on pineapple on pizza? I personally really enjoy pineapple on pizza. it’s heaven tbh
Favorite song? I would have to say Name by Goo Goo Dolls
Favorite 90s show? tHIS i would have to say full house i know it didnt start in the 90′s but it’s the only one from around then that i still really enjoy
What fandoms are you in? I’m mostly in the fandom for Castle, Swifties, and whatever you call the ones obsessed with panic! before Ryan and Jon left. I’m not really deep into any fandom tho
What kind of accent do you think you have? I want to say American but i’m not even sure what that sounds like. My voice is kinda deep so it sounds weird.
Have you ever traveled outside of you country? No
On a scale of 1-10 how much has Tumblr taken over your life? definitely like a nine. There’s so many tumblr jokes i wanna blurt out but no would get them.
What is your favorite quote? “Patience is not simply the ability to wait it’s how we behave while we are waiting”
Who is your favorite fictional character? It’s a tie between Kate Beckett and Richard Castle
If you could be anyone for a day, who would it be? Probably like Marco from star vs the forces of evil. it’s a cute show plus he knows karate and has Star as a friend thats cool.
Favorite meme? probably the kermit the frog memes i dont really use memes tho
If you could have either the ability to fly or read minds what would you pick? I would totally pick fly like yes i can feel the wind in my hair and just be all the way up here in the sky.
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