#Jack is my favorite I'd go to fucking war for this boy

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Baiting my pals into becoming Newsies enjoyers with me. I think it's working.

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JackHarding big time love feelings and idiots and their gallbladders

My dear, darling, perfect Jack:

Before you think I'm writing this after being given however much pain medicine military doctors think is needed for an impacted gallbladder (that's the problem, by the way), know that I am writing this between being told my diagnosis and that I'll be taking pain medication whether I want it or not and actually receiving that medication. 

I tried to argue that I'm fine, thank you, but apparently my fucking uppity Air Exec sent a telegram ahead of me to London and informed the doctors here how long I've been in pain and how much weight I've lost. 

Fuck you. I was fine. 

My begrudging love,

Chick

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My favorite idiot Colonel: 

If you truly want this relationship to last beyond the war, you have to survive it, you jackass. 

I do not regret sending word ahead of you to London. It was a very easy decision after three (THREE) weeks of watching you pretend you weren't in severe pain to the point that you–in case you don't recall this–fainted in your goddamn office.

You're lucky your Air Exec likes you well enough to keep you breathing. I know a few Air Execs who would relish the chance at the sort of accident that literally fell at my feet. 

Fuck you and the angry affection you wrote on, 

Jack

P.S. Games have been in our favor, though we've had a few close ones. Rosie's team continues to lead in the series.

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To the most obnoxious Air Exec in the entire 8th Army: 

I didn't faint. What a thing to say. Send me the names of the Air Execs who want to see the ghosts of their COs. That feels like treason. 

Pain medication isn't doing anything worth note except making me sleep. Useless. 

Keep me updated on Rosie's team. I have money on the outcome, even if I'm not there to see it. 

Doctors threatened to send me to the US. I told them there was no need. I won. Been informed I'll have a role in London once I'm recovered from surgery. It's scheduled for a week from now. They want to make sure I'm rested enough for it, apparently. It's a stupid requirement for any Colonel. 

Send word on any new pranks from the boys. I need something to keep me entertained. There aren't any leggy blonds of note here. 

Go fuck yourself,

Chick

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Dear Chick, you exhausting bastard: 

You fainted. Deal with it. I don't like it any more than you do, and as the one who caught you before you smashed your head on your coffee table, you owe me. 

Honestly. 

Of all the cocky pilot assholes to fall for in this war, I had to meet you. Christ. My mother always warned me my prickly nature would attract the same, and I hate how right she was. 

Take your fucking pain medication and sleep. A week-and-a-half to sit and do nothing before a gallbladder surgery is excessive. You want a leggy blond of note to note you, then take care of yourself. 

A scattering of replacements thought it would be funny to set up scarecrows without telling anyone. Two scarecrows have been punched to the ground. One of the replacements got punched setting one up. I'd like to say it stopped the others from keeping the gag going, but it only encouraged them. 

The new CO is sympathetic to my terrible taste in men but can't spare me to visit London for at least three more weeks. I'm tempted to argue him down to two, but it won't be worth the mess when I come back. Not that you're bad company, but we've got more replacements coming in tomorrow, and it's better I know what stupidity they'll get put together sooner rather than later. 

Fuck, I miss you. You know these boys and their antics as well as I do. It'd be easier to enjoy the scarecrow stupidity if you were here. 

For fuck's sake, Chick, take care of yourself. You're the constant I have in this fucking war, and I want to keep you. 

I love you. Now act like you know it. 

No new games to report. Rosie's pre-season efforts were as effective as we hoped. A real big week over here.

My sincere and exasperated devotion, Jack

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My favorite uppity Air Exec, leggy blond, and scarecrow fighter: 

Jack, if I loved you any more, I wouldn't be able to goad you, and if I couldn't goad you, I'd have to look myself in the mirror and think about how close I came to dropping dead at your feet. 

I fucked up. I'm sorry. There came a point where the physical pain of the stress of the job clearly took over any common sense, but to request leave or a transfer wasn't an option. Not just because I didn't want to leave the men but because I wanted to stay with you. I know you understand, but I also want to say it so you know that I know how I fucked up: I wouldn't be stuck in London for the foreseeable future if I'd just gone to the doctor when the pain didn't pause. Or if I'd told you about it before I fainted. 

I'm sorry. I'm not used to someone else worrying about me. But I think about what I'd do if our spots were switched, and you've honestly been kinder than I would have been. I hope you can make it to London as promised by your new CO. I promise I'll listen to every instruction from the doctor until you get here and even after as long as you smile at me a few times. 

I love you. I've got surgery tomorrow, and the doctor says there's no concerns since I've been taking the pain medication and resting up. As there is a war on, I can't help but think about what if something goes wrong. With that on my mind, let me say this: 

If the only good thing I take away from this war is your hand in mine, I can find peace with that. I'll miss all the men we've lost and be grateful you'll be by my side to mourn along with me. I hope I can wake up every day after the war and kiss you good morning for years and years and years. I want to sit in the audience when you finish your degree and brag to everyone who can hear me that I'm there to celebrate you. I want to tell everyone of your courage in this war: to give up the surety of flying and fighting in order to take on the complicated and deeply unsure business of asking other men to go into the sky without you.

Jack, I've loved before, but not like I love you. Not anywhere close to how I love you. If my stupidity in ignoring my gallbladder has made you unsure of me, I don't blame you a bit. I won't ever begrudge you to seek out the very best of what you deserve. I just hope that you're willing to let me deserve you a little longer so I can win in the long run. 

I'll love you forever if you'll give me the chance and even if you don't,

Chick

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Chick's been at his new post in London for two days when his secretary comes into his office and hands him a note, looking confused. 

"What is this?" Chick asks.

"You know I didn't ask," his secretary responds.

Chick huffs a laugh and opens the note.

Of course I'll give you a chance, you fucking fainting idiot. 

"He didn't give his name," Chick's secretary says. "He says you'll know from the note."

"Jack Kidd," Chick says. "Major Jack Kidd." He rubs his thumb over the word idiot. "Send him in." 

His secretary leaves, and Jack walks in. He's as straight-backed and placid as the first time Chick saw him. But Chick remembers a few seconds after that first impression, when Jack had dropped the facade of placidity and informed Chick he had two minutes to explain why he should stay on the ground rather than go in the air like the fucking pilot he was trained to be. 

"Major Kidd," Chick greets as he stands. "You're a sight for sore eyes."

"You're one to talk," Jack replies. "Last time I saw you, you were on the floor."

Chick rounds his desk and takes Jack in his arms. Jack cups the back of Chick's head in both hands and presses their foreheads together. "Standing right here in front of you now, Jack. What are you gonna do about it?" He chuckles when Jack touches their mouths together then pulls back. "Come here," he says. 

"You come here," Jack challenges, and it's nothing for Chick to meet him more than halfway, grant Jack the affection he so deeply deserves.Especially after the last few weeks. Chick's been shipped to London, and Jack's broken in a new CO, and the air war has finally–finally–shifted in their favor.

"I've missed you," Chick says against Jack's mouth. "You have no idea how much I've missed you."

"I bet I can guess," Jack replies, and he kisses the smile off Chick's face. Because, well, he's right, and Chick won't argue. Not now that they're together again. Not now that he can believe that they'll get through this war together and build something honest and true between the two of them after. 

Of all the ways to fall in love, Chick thinks, during this fucking war is the worst and best option he's ever had. As Jack kisses him again, warm and promising and deep, he changes his mind. It's only the best option. Only.

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For the concert ask- 6 and 15. Also, I didn't see it on there, but I'd love to hear about your favorite/any concerts that just really stood out for you/best live band to you.

6. do you prefer stripped down and acoustic concerts or full on production with all the works?

okay this is complicated. fall out boy definitely went too far in my opinion like i felt like i’d been through the war afterwards but i don’t really care about an acoustic set that much? i like when music has a lot going on

my favourite concerts that’s hard .. obviously mcr was so fucking crazy good. i was so anxious though so it was all wrapped up in that i would love a chance to see them again with my new and improved demeanour. thursday was really special to me i think it’s the first time that i understood the concert experience in a real way .. bleachers of COURSE. jack antonoff knows how to put on a live show so fucking well + also from adjacent the front bottoms was so beautiful because it was exactly at golden hour and the crowd was perfectly invested. also mia @youstakemyheart did this perfect move where they went into the pit and then returned within minutes and i deeply admired how smooth it was

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World War We analysis very professional

Link to book: daggerblacker.gumroad.com/l/nqzgnk

What's up Tumblr it's your they/he, I was thinking to myself. Why don't I explain my own work in the way I like to see work I like explained and picked apart in that way that I should've known meant I had autiHD since I'll never see the commercial success that "traditionally published" writers do because traditional publishing as we know it is literally in the toilet swirling down the drain and no one will achieve such status again.

So here I am and feeling optimistic and only slightly tipsy. (Optimistic about this project and my writing not the world it's really all fucked)

I thought I'd break down some key inspirations for World War We. It's my favorite project (THAT I HAVE COMPLETED, working on something now that blows it out of the water but it's a hard beast to finish.)

I was really proud when the manuscript came out so close to that precious 90k word-count goal for debut Sci-Fi manuscripts. As if it was meant to written, and the story didn't need any padding or fluff whatsoever to fill out that expected length I was really pleased.

It's really obvious in my read-through that my main inspirations were:

HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON - mostly stylistically but yeah, the bond between Fence and Stroy is undoubtedly analagous to Toothless and Hiccup, but way more blood-ridden of course.

A Boy and His Dog - Most obvious, that story sucks and only the skeletal plot is worth ripping off which I did happily. The movie made an impression on my when I was really young and I'm glad to have turned that into something way better than the original story and movie.

Octavia Butler's Lillith's Brood trilogy (Xenogenesis series) - Not as obvious, but way more directly inspired by this than anything. I really respect Butler but loathe her messages, such that humans must go gentley into the good night of "evolution" (i.e. our biology being hi-jacked by more advanced people attempted to interbreed with us and change the word human as we know it) There's gray area that I explore in great depth, sure, but I'd be damned if her series doesn't come across as calling humans backwater morons and the Oankali the advanced detached superior model. The entirety of WWW is in response to many questions posed in just the first book of this series.

Abstract Inspirations: I was really into the concept of doing What If Genghis Khan was... type stories, like What If the Great Conqueror were a...(fill in the blank) I've completed like multiple manuscripts just based on that set-up so this one was just What If Genghis Khan rode a fire-wolf and was gay.

Stroy wields a labrys cuz I'm into axes and its badass

Honorable mention to Saphira from Eragon. I hate Eragon but I did read it in middle school and she was my favorite character I couldn't get enough of, the books really should've probably been from her perspective. Fence is heavily influenced by her, especially upon read-back. Paolini is a total hack though, if your gimmick is "wow published at 15! published at 18! published as toddler!" you're a pathetic hack and you should get rekt

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I'm going down a Cho rabbit hole rn!! Do you have any Cho fic recs?? I'd love to read more Cho

hello anon, welcome to the rabbit hole, just wanted to let you know that this is one of those asks i dream about getting because cho chang? oft-overlooked-and-underappreciated-in-fandom cho chang?? why yes i would LOVE to stand on this soapbox and talk endlessly about her and my favorite writings that feature her <3

i get that a lot of the pairings featured in these fics/drabbles are very not mainstream lol but please don’t let that scare you off because honestly?? these are all a mix of fun, brilliant, stunning, transcendent stories and i have spent approximately a million hours thinking about each one of these because the character building and emotional payoff and dimensional portrayal of cho is overwhelmingly just so satisfying. so capable of filling that void canon left. so chef’s kiss.

gonna do my best to pick a line from each fic/drabble that i think does a good job of capturing its ✨ essence ✨ so. here we gooo. (mature/explicit fics noted with an asterisk * ).

record scratch * by @provocative-envy — modern, best man and maid of honor au (cho x marcus flint)

“You and Cho—my best and dearest and most precious friend in the world, Cho—you know each other, don’t you?” Marietta asks, just a bit too sweetly.

There’s a beat of awkward silence, then, and Cho very responsibly avoids the heavy, frantic weight of Marcus’s gaze, which has suddenly—coolly—intently—snapped over to her.

“so it starts at the tail end of the war...” by @provocative-envy — canon divergent au (cho x marcus flint) 

“i don’t want to get away,” she tells him, wincing at the strain on her vocal chords. “this is–this is it, can’t you feel it? this is how it ends.”

good behavior by @provocative-envy — canon divergent, postwar au, also the sequel to the above drabble (cho x marcus flint)

Well, his “muggle integration counselor” needs to be able to find him.

“marcus flint knows a lot about destruction...” by @provocative-envy — high school au (cho x marcus flint)

“I’m bad at math,” he blurts out, jaw working as he folds his arms over his chest. He feels defensive. Frustration prickles a familiar dance across his scalp. “This is, like, my third time taking trig. They always—I get lost when that fucking—when the circle thing with the dotted lines shows up.”

tick tick boom by @provocative-envy — superhero au (cho x marcus flint)

Cho Chang now works for the nonprofit across the street, a legal defense fund for superheroes who aren’t lucky enough to have corporate sponsors or full-fledged PR teams.

Marcus sees her, occasionally.

heads or tails * by @provocative-envy — thief acquaintances au (cho x marcus flint)

“We aren’t jack shit, sweetheart,” she mimics obnoxiously. “Yes, I know.”

His nostrils flare. “What’s the fucking problem, then?”

flying before falling by andtheyfightcrime — canon compliant (cho x cedric diggory)

Cho sniffs, "Maybe we just think there's more to hello than sticking your tongue down someone's throat." Cedric groans at that and says, "You shatter my illusions, Chang. We could have been in Hufflepuff together."

fifty ways by andtheyfightcrime — canon compliant (cho x cedric diggory)

Being in like with Cedric is a lot like being friends with him, only with more private smiles and demure nods.

big head boy by @cocoartistwrites — university au (cho x percy weasley)

She makes him nervous, with her shiny hair and her firm, straight brows and her piercing dark eyes and the haughty way she argues with him, and how she slams everything he says, how she sounds like his sister, Ginny, sometimes, when Ginny hears him talking, how assured she is, how angry, how sometimes she argues with their tutor – their brilliant, famous tutor – once, memorably, calling him an outdated sexist pig and –

“the thing about cho chang...” by @provocative-envy — zombie survival au (cho x cormac mclaggen)

Out of everyone? Back at camp? That he could’ve gotten trapped in a fucking abandoned Bass Pro Shop with? While a horde of fucking razor-talon zombies mashed their rotting gray faces up against the tastefully organized display windows?

Cho Chang would not have been Cormac’s first choice.

the sweet spot by @provocative-envy​ — modern, celebrity au (cho x cormac mclaggen)

His smile is authentic in ways that she doubts he’s aware of, in ways that she doubts he’s even capable of understanding, and it unnerves her a little bit, having all that energy, all that intensity, all that smug, self-fulfilling excitement directed right at her, totally unfiltered.

hiding in plain sight by @mxrcusflint — high school au (cho x cormac mclaggen)

Cormac McLaggen, she thinks, has probably broken more hearts than earned A’s.

descent (or how to stop being a national hero) by watername — canon divergent au (cho x viktor krum if you squint, but also not really)

At the second task, when the competitors dive beneath the lake, he drums his fingers against the railing and wonders what kind of person inspires such loyalty.

when the lights go out by thatdarkhairedgirl — second war resistance au (cho x viktor krum)

He missed her. He’s known her for less than a year and he missed her.

flights of fancy by namelessamelie — canon divergent au (cho x draco malfoy)

“You don’t have to defend him,” he interrupted, cutting her off. “Potter’s not as wonderful as he’d have everyone believe, and you know that better than anyone.” Then, before he’d fully thought it through, he added impulsively, “One hero isn’t a replacement for another.”

caught by blood sugar love — canon divergent, postwar, rebellion au (cho x draco malfoy)

Cho blinks. "I mean... I-I sit, and I think about it. How much you've ruined everything. It's really amazing, when I tally it all up. How much you owe. Especially if your father dies."

the sporting life * by blythely — canon divergent au (cho x pansy parkinson)

Cho wins but it's probably because on the last match point Pansy is looking at Cho rather than at the ball.

seeking * by Gelsey — postwar, ministry au (cho x charlie weasley)

“Fucker,” she said, righting her clothes in quick, economical movements, though her hands were trembling. She tossed her hair.

a moment’s silence (happens grace, happens sweet) by disinclinant — second war order au (cho x charlie weasley)

“I’ve no idea who you are,” Charlie replies, amused and vaguely charmed by this explanation of how she knows him through the process of elimination.

moon walk * by @provocative-envy — modern au (cho x antonin dolohov)

She stares at him for a minute, blatantly astonished and visibly apprehensive, and then she blushes. Hard. Gnaws on her lower lip and sweeps her eyes from his face to his chest and—very, very quickly—even lower.

even the score * by themidnightguardian — olympics au (cho x ginny weasley)

It’s a tepid rivalry at best—something that’s fierce on the field and almost entirely absent off it—and they’ve only spoken a handful of words to each other since their college days, but when it comes to women’s soccer, the Chang-Weasley rivalry is the hot gossip because it’s the only gossip.

Which is why twitter loses its shit when they both make the Olympic team.

that’s what she said by @provocative-envy — hockey au (cho x ginny weasley)

“Hey, why don’t you like me?”

Cho’s face twitches oddly. Defensively. “Why don’t I—excuse me?”

playing favourites by Slumber — postwar, healer au (cho x oliver wood)

The first time Cho catches Oliver Wood wandering St Mungo's ward nowhere near his own, he at least has the grace to look embarrassed.

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Can I send multiple? HDM, Mary Poppins, Star Wars and OUAT

Oooh, okay, let's see if we can breeze through this. I haven't seen much more than like three episodes of OUAT so I can't pass judgement there, but here we go:

HDM:

blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most): lee scoresby my beloved ❤️

scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped): will parry, god bless that boy

scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave): roger, my baby boy

glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week): charles the librarian, oh how i miss thee

poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave): marisa coulter. LOOK SHUT UP i just think she's so fun to watch because she's so fucking evil!!

horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason): that dude who was literally tormenting will's mom

eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell): asriel, that piece of shit

Mary Poppins:

blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most): jack the lamplighter, obviously

scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped): georgie banks, the cutest little boy on the entire planet

scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave): michael banks, especially in returns because oh boy is he such a good dad.

glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week): winifred banks, i love her to death, VOTES FOR WOMEN

poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave): i love templeton fry, the good lawyer. very much in the wrong line of work

horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason): fry's partner whose name i can't spell (courdry? something like that?)

eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell): winslow, that piece of shit

Star Wars:

blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most): obi-wan kenobi. your girl had a ewan mcgregor phase

scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped): grogu ❤️❤️❤️

scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave): i will wave the finn flag high until the day i die

glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week): there was this one soldier in the rise of skywalker, you see...

poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave): i'm somewhat of an anakin apologist after rewatching the prequels recently during my previously mentioned ewan mcgregor phase

horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason): palpatine, just because i'd like to send him through the plinko machine

eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell): jabba the hut, that piece of shit