#in a romantic/traditional partnering sense. in the way that people usually mean 'die alone'

[knifearo]

seeing all those posts from ppl ab how miserable they are without a partner like sorry can't relate. i'm doing great and in fact i hope i die alone 🖤

[lysenfeu]

Adrian Chase/Vigilante - SFW Character Alphabet

Here we go! The content nobody asked for but I'm serving up anyway lol. Here's nearly 2k words worth of Adrian headcanons. NSFW alphabet coming tomorrow~

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Adrian is super affectionate but not in the usual ways. He's not big on hugs or similar things, but he loves to spend quality time with people doing things they both enjoy (shooting, drinking, movie nights etc). Getting invited to patrol with him is the pinnacle of him expressing how much he likes someone. Lots of high fives, fist bumps and big smiles! He's also big on gifts, always bringing snacks, beer or something neat (weapons/ammo, little trinkets, cool rocks, ya know).

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Adrian is the most supportive bestie. Have you seen the way he is with Peacemaker? Top tier hype man, always on their side, ride or die (literally) for life. He just selects someone he finds interesting or useful, gloms onto them and never leaves them alone forever.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Adrian loves being cuddled but he's awkward and a little weird about giving affection back. He's not very used to non-sexual intimate physical contact and isn't always sure where to put his hands or if he's doing it "right" but he loves having a partner curled up into him, touching him and playing with his hair.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Adrian is surprisingly domestic. He keeps a clean house, he's organised and knows where everything is but his systems are confusing for others. He can cook a fair amount of dishes (he makes a mean mac & cheese) but gets take-out a lot due to time management and his discount at Fennel Fields. He likes having somebody at home with him to share the space and do tasks with, he avoids being home alone for too long.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

This motherfucker absolutely breaks up with people by text and doesn't understand why that's shitty. It's just efficient and saves him from dealing with other people's feelings because big emotional displays make him uncomfortable and confused.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

I don't think Adrian takes marriage very seriously. His parents are divorced and his dad took off on them, he doesn't really have a high opinion on marriage vows. He'd tie the knot if a partner wanted to but it's not something he actively thinks about or considers much.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Physically, Adrian underestimates his strength and sometimes can be too rough but it's not on purpose. He's not great with soft affection but he doesn't want to manhandle anyone, unless they ask ;)

Emotionally, Adrian is blunt, he says things without thinking a lot and that can come off as rude or uncaring. He doesn't like to raise his voice much and will apologize if he oversteps, he doesn't like intentionally hurting someone's feelings. But his general communication is matter of fact and not very soft or gentle.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Adrian is weird about hugs. If he's hugging anyone it's a giant bear hug where he lifts them off the ground and it's more like a sneak attack than a hug. I feel like he wasn't hugged a lot as a kid and isn't really used to it, Chris gets weird about it too so he just defaults to limited/no hugs.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Adrian is very hesitant to say he loves someone. He finds love to be a really complex emotion he's not very familiar with in a traditional romantic sense and he knows the words mean a lot to other people so he holds back from saying it until he's 100% sure.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Absolutely Adrian gets jealous, very quickly and very often. He gets pouty the second he feels he's not getting enough attention and he gets very upset if someone moves in on his friends or partner. He'll threaten people for the smallest of transgressions (like a stranger offering to buy a drink) but only follow through if there's a real problem like unwanted physical contact.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Adrian adores kissing. He has his mask on so much that actually having his mouth available is rare and he makes full use of it. He loves kissing a partner all over and making a little game of it, tracing little patterns and pathways along their skin. He loves having his neck kissed, it's a vulnerable spot he has protected most of the time and it's a huge turn on for him to trust someone enough to expose his throat to them.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Adrian is good with kids but uncomfortable around them. He doesn't have a lot of experience dealing with them and knows his lifestyle isn't really kid-appropriate so he gets nervous. He'd like to have kids someday but worries about keeping them safe.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Mornings with Adrian are silly and fun! Loud music, making pancakes or waffles and goofing around in the kitchen. He's always up early and likes puttering around the apartment with the radio on.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Nights with Adrian are comfy and cozy. Often spent curled up on the couch with blankets, watching Fargo or a movie with popcorn and take-out from Fennel Fields. When he's not out on patrol, he just wants to relax a bit.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Adrian is an open book about most things right away. He rambles constantly about pretty much any subject, an absolute chatterbox from the second he meets anyone. The only thing he doesn't like to talk about is his family.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Adrian has a surprisingly large amount of patience. He can handle a lot of shit, he's used to having his buttons pushed constantly. But if he reaches his breaking point, it's a brutal switch and everyone needs to get the fuck out of his way.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

What Adrian remembers or not seemingly has no rhyme or reason to it. He'll forget to take the garbage out three days in a row but remember the exact thing someone said at dinner 6 months ago. It's all a matter of what seems important to him at the time and how focused he is.

R = Remember (What is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

The first kiss. It's a special moment for Adrian, a clear and direct signal that someone actually likes him, wants him, that he can't justify away as just 'friendly'. That's the turning point for him, where it all became real.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Adrian is protective to a fault. He will 100% stalk and watch people to make sure they're "safe". He'll intervene if even the slightest perceived threat appears, often with disproportionate force. He claims he doesn't need anyone to protect him but melts when someone cares about his safety or well-being and checks in on him. He would turn into a puddle if a partner threatened/killed someone just for him.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Adrian tries really hard. He doesn't always get it right, but the effort is there. He's not big on grand gestures but there's always a certain thoughtfulness in everything he does. He remembers birthdays and anniversaries for everything (the first date, the first kiss, etc) and tries to get cute little gifts or mementos for each one.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He will take off without saying anything. Just leaving in the middle of the night without a note because some work came up or he forgot he needed to be somewhere. He'll also cancel or miss date nights to hang out with Peacemaker (or vice versa and ignore his friends for a partner repeatedly).

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Adrian doesn't care what he looks like. He thinks he's unattractive because of the bullying from Chris and others (probably Gut, other schoolmates) but it doesn't really bother him much. He gets all worked up when someone compliments him and won't really believe them, but eventually, once he understands they're being honest, he enjoys the praise.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Once someone is established in Adrian's life, he needs them. He would feel incomplete if his someone wasn't around enough or he had to go long periods without seeing them. He nearly lost his mind when Peacemaker was in prison, every time he missed Chris he sent him a message and stared at his phone all day hoping for an answer.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Adrian does in fact have feelings, he has a lot of them. I feel like as a kid he had to shove everything deep down inside to avoid being targeted (by Gut, Chris, his parents, other kids) and spent so many years repressing all his emotions that he has trouble identifying them now. He was never taught proper emotional processing so he has difficultly handling strong feelings. He gets overwhelmed easily and simply shuts down whatever he's feeling instead, pretending it doesn't bother him.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Breaking his moral code is an instant mood killer (literally, he will shoot you). I don't think he'd tolerate a partner lying to him or keeping really big secrets (despite him doing it constantly). He'd be intensely frustrated and upset with anyone who thought Vigilante was a bad guy or a nuisance, or wanted him to stop fighting crime.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

I feel like Adrian barely sleeps. His stamina is way higher than normal, he doesn't feel the need to sleep very often or for very long and he would rather spend that time doing other things. But he enjoys staying in bed with his partner while they sleep and he can watch over them.

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I hoped you guys enjoyed my musings on Adrian :) Let me know what you think, all comments and questions are welcome~

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[luvspence]

contact names

spencer reid x reader

synopsis: a love story told through contact names

word count: 1.5k 

———

“hi dr. reid, or u-um spencer? is that all right? can i call you by your first name? i was wondering if i could get your number, so we could have a line of communication and all”

you stood in front of him, smiling brightly. this was your first jet ride of your first case. you believed first impressions were important, and a little more important when that first impression was with him

you’d gone to the same college as him, given you went around 12 years after he did, and his name was always brought up. when you were a criminal justice major and cal tech, spencer reid was a name that was hard to not know. you studied his analysis, you read his doctoral papers, and you admired him from a far. just an alumni, smart one, cute one at that, but just an alumni, someone to learn from

okay so maybe you had a crush on him, but of course you didn’t that was ridiculously, you’d never even met the man

but there you were, somehow you fought your way through school, the academy, and the baus hiring process, and you went from admiring learner, to colleague

he was beautifully perched on the edge of the jet seat, staring down at the chess set, playing against himself

“oh hello, and spencer is quite fine. just appreciative to be called anything other than morgan’s chosen nick name of ‘pretty boy’. i mean i guess it is a compliment? well it feels degrading in a sense, i digress,,”

he chuckled awkwardly

when he was nervous, he rambled, and you made him nervous

he and garcia had thoroughly researched you before you had joined

you were top of your class at cal-tech, top of your class at the academy, your published work was astonishing for someone your age, you had numerous letters of recommendation from highly regarded professors

you were nothing short of excellent, and nothing short of beautiful

long hair with bangs that perfectly framed your face, dimples on both of your cheeks, a smile that could light up any room you walked into

so needless to say, spencer already had a crush on you before you walked through the bau doors

“ and oh i’m regarding that phone number, let me...”

he shuffled through his satchel, files, books, tea bags and granola bar wrapper being pushed a side in search of his business card

“shoot, i can’t find it, here”

he pulled his phone out

“why don’t your enter your number, and i’ll text you so that you can save the contact as well?”

“oh perfect!”

you grabbed his phone typing in your number, and handing it back

“t-thank you!”

you turned to walk away

“oh wait! could you spell your last name for me? i wouldn’t want to get it wrong”

you spelled it out, he typed in the letters into his phone

now you were officially in his phone as plainly

“y/n l/n”

—

you guys quickly went from colleagues to friends

ever since that first text that spencer sent to share his number, you two were inseparable

carpooled to work and back

sat next to each other on the jet

office spaces next to each other

coffee “dates”

hotel slumber parties during cases

friday night game night traditions

endless conversations

book recommendations

and of course

a blinding amount of romantic tension

a couple months into you working at the bau you were sitting on spencer’s desk, him reclined in his chair

“i’m telling you! i’m amazing at gin rummy”

“mhm okay”

you hit him playfully with a file

“mhm? what is that supposed to mean? do you doubt my skills?”

“no not at all, i just know i’d crush you”

you raised an eyebrow

“okay dr reid? you wanna go?”

he pulled a deck of cards out of his drawer

“i’ll deal”

he said, shuffling the cards

7 rounds later, you had beat him by 27 points

“HA!”

he looked down in defeat

“HA HA HA!!!!”

“i let you win”

“UNTRUE UNTRUE! you knocked and were so confident that you had won, but guess what? I HAD GIN” you laughed un controllably while spenxer rolled his eyes

“they don’t call me y/n “gin rummy god” l/n for nothing!”

he perched his face in his hands, staring up at your giggly face that still remained seated on his desk

“who calls you that”

“everyone! and now you have to!”

he laughed, pulled out his phone went to his contacts

he typed in

“y/n “pretty okay at gin rummy” l/n”

he showed you the screen

“happy?”

you squinted in to read it

“very”

———-

it didn’t take very much longer until you and spencer were dating

it happened one day on the jet, you were flying home and while sitting next to spencer instinctually laid your head on his shoulder

that wasn’t too abnormal, but spencer bent his neck down to kiss you softly on the forehead

you looked at him

he looked at you

finally an action that couldn’t be written off as platonic

with scared eyes he looked at you, looking like he had just committed a grave crime

as he had forgotten that you two were not dating, you had forgotten that the entire team was also on that jet

so you grabbed his face and kissed him, kissed him long, gently wrapping your arms around his neck, until you heard an “ahem” from derek

“finally”

he laughed, you and spencer just stared at each other an also burst into laughter, and from then on, you were his girl, his love, his object of adoration, his lady

—-

3 months into your relationship, spencer had gotten a concussion

he was okay, just unable to fly

you were about to board the jet, face buried in spencers shoulder

“i don’t have to go spencer”

“yes, yes you do”

“i don’t want to leave you”

“y/n i will survive, and it’s not like i’m gonna be alone in the office, i’ll be consulting virtually through garcia”

you pressed a kiss to his lips

“okay, i’ll miss you”

“miss you too”

you let go of his hand and jogged up to emily who was boarding the plane

“you two are vile” she said laughing

“not funny!”

-

the case was tough, even tougher with spencer not around

though he and garcia made quite the duo

“hey spencer could you call y/n for me? i’m on this line with derek”

“yeah of course”

he pressed your contact on his favorite list

your name saved as “m’lady”

garcia noticed immediately

“m’lady?! M’LADY??? if you two aren’t the cutest pair of 18th century literature nerds i don’t know what is”

he giggled, you picked up the phone

“spence?”

garcia started shouting

“Y/N YOU SUcK! YOU AND YOUR PERFECT ADORABLE RELATIONSHIP WITH CUTE LITTLE CONTACT NAMES! HAVE SOME MERCY FOR THE SINGLE PEOPLE HUH?”

you started to laugh

“garcia do you have that list of names i asked for?”

——-

4 years, 1 built in library, and 3 cats later

spencer knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you

it was a warm saturday, and you and spencer went to the museum of natural sciences

you were standing in front of the aquatic birds exhibit

you were reading the swan description

“swan, largest waterfowl species of the subfamily anserinae, family anatidae. most swans are classified in the genus cygnus. swans are gracefully long-necked, heavy-bodied, big-footed birds that glide majestically when swimming and fly with slow wingbeats and with necks outstretched. swans mate for life, and can actually die from heart break if their partner dies, interesting”

“yeah, swans are usually a symbol of love and marriage”

“how sweet, such romantic birds”

spencer took your hand

“i’m gonna love you forever, just like these swans”

he kissed your forehead

“forever and ever spence?”

he got down on one knee

“forever and ever”

-

you wanted to wait until the perfect moment to tell the team, refraining from wearing your ring until you two could figure it out, but by an unfortunate accident, they secret was out

“hey y/n, i didn’t get a chance to save your number earlier, would you mind?”

an officer at the local precinct was asking you, as to have a more direct way of contact

the entire team was sitting around a table as you typed your number into the officers phone

“oh and y/n i’m sorry how do you spell your last name”

“r-e-i-d, reid”

you froze

in most of your circles you already started going by spencer’s last name, this detail slipped your mind

derek was the first to say something

“WHAT”

then emily

“YOU TWO?”

you and spencer looked at each other

“okay, we’re in engaged”

the entire team started hugging and cheering, the rest of the precinct joining in

“so when were you planning to tell us?” hotch asked with a raised eyebrow

you laughed

“would you believe me if i said that contact name incident was planned?”

[jade-marie]

I don't understand the sudden optimism for Brio atm, just because he fingered her doesn't mean everything is ok again. I see some people talking about them getting together again, like do they seriously think that is the showrunners plan? I highly doubt that,they never cared much for this pairing,they only show some Brio action now to get people back on board, but I know already that they will get disappointed in the end.

Yeah... it’s a tough one and I’ve been struggling to get my head round it to be honest, especially because I was obsessed with them up until like 3.04 ish but now I’m like 🥴🤢

I just feel like everything I enjoyed about their dynamic has well and truly left the building, I’m not even feeling the chemistry anymore tbh (and no it’s not because I dislike the show, I’ve been rewatching on FaceTime while my friend watches and s1/2 chemistry was fire) it literally feels like they’re uncomfortable in each other’s presence and I get such weird vibes from their current interactions.

I don’t think anything significant will come out of it because I don’t think the writers see him as anything more than bathroom sex. He’s Beth’s metaphorical roll in the dirt and then she’s gonna go back to her neat and tidy little life, playing criminal on the side because #girlpower.

As for other people’s reactions to brio it seems to branch off into so many different avenues:

Beth vs Rio preference 

Ok so I’ve noticed a massive difference in how people receive brio interactions based on which character they prefer. S1, I loved them both and I just wanted them to partner up in every sense of the word. S2 i was leaning more towards Rio and S3 onwards I was firmly in his corner. For that reason I literally do not want anything to happen between them because I think he deserves better than someone who shot him and left him to die, someone who continually tries to kill him and fuck him over. Seeing them together genuinely makes my skin crawl 🤣

People who favour Beth (even if they don’t admit it) seem to just be screeching about Beth getting some, but there’s zero acknowledgement of all the shit which is still going unaddressed. That whole spiel grosses me out and I’m not gonna go into it much more.

What do they want from brio?

I feel like different people have different expectations of what they wanted the outcome of this “relationship” to be. Some people just want it to be an endless cycle of making up and breaking up, some people wanted them to end up in a more traditional relationship, other people wanted it to be a crash and burn which felt really good on the way down.

Personally, I wanted to see some real development both in their characters and their dynamic, where they naturally progressed away from playing games and fucking each other over to actually working together. Effectively, I wanted them to have a partnership, in every sense of the word. Obviously that’s not going to happen because that wasn’t where the writers decided to go with it and I think it’s a fucking waste but hey ho. 

People who wanted that make up/break up situation probably enjoy what’s happening right now and good for them. 

Shipper goggles

This is the big one for me. I have never seen shipper goggles operating on such an extreme level as I do with Brio. It’s gotten to the point where, across every platform, people just seem to romanticise every interaction happening between Beth and Rio, regardless of the context. If anything, they completely ignore the context of what’s happening in order to make the scene romantic. I’ve noticed it a lot more this season with the pool scene, the wire, everything that happened at his grandma‘s house. 

I constantly see people talk about how hot the strip search and pool scene were but like — 🤯 Those scenes aren’t meant to be hot. They’re not meant to be romantic. It almost feels like people desperately want to hold onto this ship and perhaps acknowledging the context of these interactions makes that more difficult. But that’s another reason why I get so pissed off at these scenes being written in a way that can be interpreted as hot, there are certain situations where there shouldn’t be any room for interpretation. I’m gonna stop talking about that though because if not, I’m gonna get pissed off again lol. 

Anyhoo, everywhere I look I’m just seeing shipper goggles out in full force and it’s fascinating (bordering on infuriating) because I genuinely feel like we’re watching two completely different shows. I’m curious though, like do people genuinely believe that Beth gives a fuck about Rio, let alone that she’s in love with him? Because I can’t tell if people actually believe this stuff or if it’s some sort of denial… the whole thing is fucking wild and I will never understand it 🤣

Either way, it’s probably going to be a pretty rough landing when Bans and Krebs do their usual dance, bait the audience with brio and then snatch it away. Wouldn’t be shocked at Death endgame and Rio in prison for the finale tbh.

[derivepath]

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mun name : Nic / Nicole 

OOC Contact : primarily discord given upon request & tumblr ims 

Who Are They? 

there was once a duo name mi kyong sung & nao tan , on the outside they’d seem like an atypical pair , two people becoming friends due to regular & simple interactions . however underneath they’ve gone through situations that no one, let alone children, should be forced to endure. completely fed up and deprived of any sense of “ family “ they decide to burn away their previous names & start a new life together as a family. 

under the new name of Shimizu, deciding to move away from where they grew up & much of their trauma lived and festered , moving to Fukouka and deciding to go with a new business venture. a florist & cafe hybrid shop , under the name of MERAKI ,  meaning to throw one’s self into passion and life’s endeavors. before the actual opening of their shop , there was a time of preparation unsure if they’d even be able to open their doors and the start of a new beginning. for one to two years , they’d spent countless sleepless nights and stress-filled days to collect the necessary materials in order to make a dream a reality. 

it’d be a slow process but , they made it. above all of the suffering & misery , they’d been forced to endure , however , that would far too simple. unknown to them , rested two entities known as PALIN ORPHIC & ARCHE EUNOIA , lives they had once lived out for centuries , memory upon memory came rushing back to them on their respected twentieth birthdays. once again , taking their godly duties in tandem with keeping MERAKI afloat. Along with their familiars who’d been assigned to them since they came into existence as both Palin & Arche. 

It isn’t necessarily against the rules of METANOIA ( their true home ) nor ELYSIAN ( where demons reside.) , to exist as humans so long as their godly responsibilities are fulfilled , however , more so warned against telling humanity the existence of gods / demons. doing all they can to conceal their true identities , while making ends meet at the end of the day. The life they’ve choose isn’t the easiest , but that’s exactly the point . for there isn’t any enjoyment nor satisfaction if life was simply that attainable. 

WHAT SHOULD YOU KEEP IN MIND ? 

Primarily , they prefer to exist as their human selves. It isn’t as if they hate nor dislike being gods , but instead , find comfort in the existence of Mi Kyong & Nao. They find themselves able to emote emotions far efficiently than staying in their godly forms , much to the dismay of their familiars who simply cannot wrap their minds around why they’d choose such a form to live as. It gives them comfort in which they cannot find in their primarily light energy vessels. 

Humans cannot see their godly forms, only otherworldly beings. However, humans can recognize when their hues change. Primarily they will hide their true forms by masking under their human forms , but , during times of great stress or emotion something else can even be seen by the human eye. Typically their true eye color or hair color , but only for a moment. As for otherwordly beings, they will still see Mi Kyong & Nao’s human forms but surrounded by an aura of light. Evidently, not human whatsoever. 

They cannot die? While existing as gods, they cannot be killed by traditional means , they can of course still feel pain and suffering. But their suffering takes on a different medium, if they expend too much energy and or exposed to an opposite affinity for too long ( in their case it’d be dark energy ) their skin begins to crack , for gods they are black cracks & for demons , they are white cracks. this means they are low on energy and require a very long time of little to no movement in order to recover , however the process is very painful and akin to being awake during surgery. Constant burning sensations can be felt , the alternative to this is to return back to Metanoia / Elysian or to find an area that is free of Misama & the opposing energy source that is effecting them. 

If their powers are misused they can become fallen. It’s no secret that both gods & demons of Metanoia / Elysian are very powerful , housing several different abilities all according to their elemental affinity and specific connections , but if they continue to misuse their powers and abilities , the status of fallen can be applied to a former god or demon. Stripping them of their dark / light affinty energy , instead , Misama ( the very force that both realms are sworn to destroy ) fills their body and only purpose is to spread despair across dimensions. It is the Elysian / Metanoian task force sole responsibility to rid these fallen creatures , to erase the constant source of Misama from spreading any more than it already has. 

What are they up to? 

MERAKI. (MAIN). Usually working their typical shifts at Meraki , seeing what needs to be improved on , taking stock orders, etc. What you’d expect from two new business owners , however , sometimes you may spot them in the middle of purifying areas and even individuals , it seems their job never stops. 

/insert fandom verse/ (AU). With their abilities as Palin & Arche they capable of dimension & universe hopping , usually done when they sense a great amount of Misama that is needed to be taken care of , however , whenever they enter a completely different timeline of their own , often will live out another life as both Mi Kyong & Nao before reawakening as Gods. 

Where can you find them? 

In all honesty , it depends on the day. Sometimes they’ll be in Fukouka living their lives peacefully as cafe owners , or out & about traveling wherever time will allow , typically in the vain of recipe research and what new experiences they can bring to their customers & clients. Not to mention their eternal duty of eliminating as much as Misama as possible. 

What are their Current Goals? 

There isn’t a specific or materialistic goal they have in mind , but , living each and every day to the fullest they can muster , meeting all sorts of different people in order to become more understanding and to find the stories that often left untold. Having quite the knack for making quite an array of friends & acquaintances. 

What Else To Keep In Mind? 

They still have nightmares. Even though they’ve woken up from the horrid nightmares that plagued both of them for years , as humans & gods , this doesn’t mean such experiences have left them or ever forgotten. They are very much broken individuals who deal with grief very differently , both often deal with night terror and require someone to be understanding if they wish to know more about them or even pursue a romantic relationship with them. It’s an uphill battle to gain their trust , but , will form a relationship unlike any other once befriended. 

Very secretive. Do not expect either of them to divulge any sort of information about themselves that’s considered important or sensitive , each have their own way of denying such claims and redirection , this isn’t to mean they won’t say anything about themselves , but only when they know you can be trusted . typically done as a huge hurdle or event , make sure to be supportive if you wish to truly know more about either. 

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tagging : hey @apricifate / @rosewiltd / @avras / @otomates *whichever muse u fancy / @fearnyas / @veniaes / @believinghxpe *whoever you’d like to do this for ! / @unmeiha 

[fuzed-hostage]

RainbowSix l Siege

Doc and Montagne have been planning a date night for weeks and just can’t catch a break! After numerous attempts, they settle on cuddling but get carried away.

Rated: E [ Some Doc alone time, They finally get to ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) !! , definitely nsfw ] Parings: Montagne/Doc, Bandit/Jäger [ Mention ]

     It felt like every time there was a break in the madness that was Rainbow, something would suddenly, inexplicably, unfortunately happen right as Gustave was about to send a text to Gilles. He’d be seated in his office, reclining in the not-so-comfortable chair with nothing to do but kill time. Whatever appointments had been made that day were over and done with, it’s nearing sundown, and he’s waiting for the clock to strike ten so his shift could end.

     Fingers would tap the same message each time [>>Want to go out for dinner in an hour?<<] and then BOOM the door would burst open. If not that, he’d get a phone call, or the computer screen alerted him of an incoming message. Mozzie ate shit riding his bike with Mute on the back, Fuze and Jäger had a mishap in the workshop, Bandit tased Tachanka ( it did nothing to him ) and Kapkan stapled the German to the wall in retaliation, etc.

     On Montagne’s end, it was no different outside of the subject matters regarding whatever emergencies he was called to handle. Given his easy going nature, ability to break up fights, and calmly knock some sense into people’s heads, it was no wonder he got picked before anyone else. Lion started another fight with the SAS, Maestro and Valkyrie are bickering about who’s camera gadget is cooler, Ela called Echo a lazy fuck and now she’s being tormented by Yokai; the list goes on.

     Whenever they did get to meet up, it was on the clock and quite often during a stupid incident they both had to handle. In the case of Mozzie and Mute, the Brit didn’t lean into a turn like he should have and their crash nearly took off Thermite’s shins. Poor Mute took the brunt of the impact, whereas the Aussie had jumped back up on his feet to curse at a pissed off FBI agent threatening to torch his ride. It almost came to blows until the GIGN tag-team showed up.

     Knowing Mozzie, he bailed off of the bike prematurely out of habit and left his buddy to become one with the earth. That’ll teach them both to either never ride together again or to slow down a little and work out the details more. Well... maybe. Since when has the pint sized daredevil ever slowed down before in his entire life? Survey says: Never.

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     Planning in advanced wasn’t very helpful either, what with how unpredictable the two love birds’ schedules were. Montagne would have a day off while Doc was knee deep in overtime. They also were’t ever deployed together and that just made the medic mad. He could remain professional throughout an operation while Gilles was there! Up until the larger man was hurt and then he’d probably lose his mind that is. 

     Back then he was a lot more level headed when it was just the GIGN operating within France. With Rainbow, there were ten times more shit to factor in on top of the obvious risks that the job explicitly entailed. More CTU’s, more men and women, a lot more ground to cover, an expansive array of new surprises. Tension sometimes ran high within the mixed teams, not everybody knew how to leave their baggage back at base, and it all felt like a glorified armed daycare.

     Which part of a mission would he rather be in? Right up in the action, stressed out about Gilles, and potentially becoming a liability by slipping into tunnel vision quicker or clawing at his hair, glued to the radio, and picking at his lip until it bled? He’d hurt less people back at base but the anxiety was significantly magnified and his colleagues were beginning to notice.

     Out on the field is where he believed he could make the most difference in life and death situations but Rainbow needed him back home terribly as well. Training accidents that could become permanent damage was mended by his expert hands, sickness ( be it from terrorist chemicals or natural means ) was eased by his knowledge. Montagne, as much as he wanted his love by his side, preferred that the good doctor wasn’t assigned to his squad if it was more productive.

     It used to not be that way though. One or the other would insist on coming along during the time they were dancing around each other not knowing how to interpret the signals being given. Rumors spread like wildfire about how obvious their love was and that someone should shove them in a closet so they could work out the sexual tension. There were even attempts to get them alone at a bar after arriving with a group so that liquid courage would spill the beans in the form of Je t’aime Gustave and Je t’aime aussi Gilles but to no avail.

     Montagne could hold his liquor and wine brought forth all of Doc’s pent up exhaustion, leading to an early bed time. Having the medic drink something else was like pulling teeth as his response was always “I’d like to remain in control of my mind and body, merci.” while the taller Frenchman chuckled. Sometimes, however, he’d try a sip of whatever Gilles had accepted. It was fifty-fifty on whether or not he’d like it but zero chance of him ordering it again. Doc was a hard nut to crack but it all paid off in the end.

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     “I am getting really tired of all this madness. It’s like we’re cursed!” Gustave ranted, throwing his hands up and knocking a stapler off of his desk. He looked down at the damn thing like it had offended him by toppling over when it should have just remained put. “It is rather perplexing. Has there been a full moon recently?” Came Gilles’ calm voice as he picked up the stapler to place it back where it belonged. All his lover did was roll his chocolate brown eyes and sigh. Everyday felt like it had a full moon attached to it, bringing forth the age old curse emergency services workers dreaded. Tack that along with the Q-word and you’d have a recipe for disaster.

     “I heard there was a nice Japanese place in town. Why don’t we-” Sadly, the shield operator was cut off by the ding of his phone. He looked down at the pocket it was contained in with a sigh that starkly contrasted the fury building up inside of Gustave’s red face. With the shake of his head, Montagne placed a quick kiss to his lovers lips and departed, not knowing that his partner was secretly daydreaming about strangling whomever pried them apart.

     This trivial text happened to be IQ snitching about Caveira’s apparent stalking of Glaz. The sniper was well known for spotting the shit that nobody thought twice about. Shifts in daily routines, objects moved out of their usual place, mood swings, and, of course, his uncanny ability to pick up on when he’s being followed. So far he’s caught Taina six times and she’s pissed about it, refusing to give up even though she knows it’s childish. This will take hours of conversation, some translation, and bringing Timur in to resolve the conflict.

     Meanwhile, Doc has treated a nasty gash Seamus acquired while teaching Aria how to cook traditional Scottish dishes. They both share a love for food and wanted to surprise their fellows with what they’ve learned from one another. Good friends, those two. She’s even given Sledge some dating advice when he accidentally let slip that there’s another guy he’s interested in. While it was nice to hear that this injury was just an accident and not some rage fueled wound, Gustave wished it never happened. For one, he doesn’t like seeing his colleagues hurt and two, he needs this alone time with Gilles.

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     It’s been nearly a month since he’s shared a bed with Montagne and everyone’s starting to notice how grumpy Gustave is getting. Hell, he can’t even sit with the guy in a friendly setting let alone a romantic one! Quick kisses and light touches ( such as the brushing of their hands together or a shoulder squeeze ) are all he gets and that’s unacceptable. Gilles is on a mission this time in Russia with Buck, Fuze, Jackal, and Gridlock. He’d also planned a coming over the night he got deployed for takeout and a makeout sesh that’s obviously not going to happen now.

     The upset on Gustave’s face at how badly the universe is treating them is almost palpable upon the doctor’s tensed up form. He’s had six cups of strong coffee, going on seven, and it’s barely even ten o’clock. Breakfast is quiet in the cafeteria at Hereford Base until he hears Bandit announcing his arrival. “Man, you look like you really need to get laid, Gus.” For a guy that doesn’t shrink away from Kapkan’s frightening gaze, the look Doc gives him makes the hair upon the back of Dominic’s neck stand straight up.

     He mumbles some sort of excuse to get away, steps back quickly, and departs while everyone tries to avoid eye contact when Gustave glowers at them all from his table. The rest of his day is spent talking only when it is necessary and retreating to his room immediately upon its conclusion. The staff posted for night watch better figure out how to operate without him unless the patient is literally going to die if he’s not there. He’s got faith in them only because he wants one uninterrupted night to shave off some neglect.

    Rook and Twitch went out with Blitz and IQ for an evening of casual drinking so he’s got the GIGN quarters all to himself. It’d be nice if his lover was here, but a dildo with similar length and girth will do. Gustave is wearing one of Gilles’ shirts that had been worn for half a day and wasn’t quite dirty yet. It smelled of his cologne and was a size too big to fit him, but that didn’t matter. He’s taken up residence in his lover’s room, they often do this when one was away, it was comforting and arousing all the same depending on what the intention was for this consensual invasion.

     Even though he didn’t need to keep the noise level down for a while, Gustave had already decided on forcing himself to be as quiet as he could. Preparation was done a bit quickly, fingers pushing in and scissoring right away with a groan of need tumbling from his lips. He’s touch starved to all hell and knows he’ll regret that come morning when the ache kicks in. Squatting with his feet planted flush with the floor ( thank the slav squad for helping his balance with that ) one hand holds the dildo steady while he sinks down onto it.

     It hurts going in and Doc doesn’t feel inclined to wait for proper adjustment until his cheeks meet the floorboards. “Fuck... Why did Six have to choose you again?” Montagne was an amazing operator, highly skilled, very sexy.. Get on with it Gustave. He can already see that perfectly sculpted body as if it were beneath him, holding a strong grip on both hips. It takes him longer than usual to come; soft thumping against the floor combined with muffled moans and uttered encouragements slurring into curses until a choked sound signals the end.

     He’ll sit there for a moment, still anchored onto the dildo with a shameful mess in front of him, and sighs when he finally catches his breath. It’s not the same but it is satisfying. After he cleans up and tucks himself into Montagne’s bed, the rest of his team has returned and gone their separate ways to conduct nightly rituals to get ready for sleep. He’ll greet them in the morning with a smile and a tired yawn.

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     It’ll be a week before Gilles returns and during that time frame, Doc decided to ask Dominic ( of all people ) for advice. The German already knew he was dating his colleague, it was obvious as fuck, but felt inclined to help a friend in need. He kinda owed it to Gus after the crude comment in the cafeteria a few days ago. Out of all the wild things Bandit suggested, a vibrator worked the best as it was simple / discrete and pleasuring himself in the shower made cleanup so much easier. It all came down to timing those sessions right so that he wouldn’t have to be so worried about the noise.

     He spaces out masturbating with getting additional work done in preparation to have a clean slate in the foreseeable future. Bandit offers to give him a quickie here and there, but he refuses. Discussing it with his partner must come first even though they’ve talked a little bit about it before. Someone they trust would be a better alternative than trying to go at it alone. Montagne trusts Dom while Doc thinks he’s rather annoying but trusts him as well. If he didn’t, he’d not of spoken up about his sexual frustrations.

     Brunsmeier can and will take secrets like those to his grave along with other personal shit. They’ve often spent nights sitting together on the roof of the base venting about past trauma, talking about hardships, and laughing when one of them remembers something stupid that’s funny now that it was over. Bandit’s a good man, you just need to see through the jokes and rough exterior. If he’s pranking you more than others, he likes you.

     Inquiring a second time felt too awkward, so Gustave decided to wait out the last handful of days. He’ll be the first one up to the helicopter so that absolutely nothing can get in the way of their date night inquiry. Since they obviously couldn’t go anywhere, having a glass of wine or whatever Gilles felt like drinking in their quarters was a decent alternative. He’s ordered takeout and goddamn it this private time is going to happen!

     The deployed squad shuffles off the helicopter one by one, taking their gear with them. Thankfully nobody looks seriously injured so there goes that speed bump. Montagne is the last to have his boots touch the ground, he’d been talking with Jäger and thanking him for a smooth flight. He didn’t have to but it was a nice thing to do. Now, about that date... “Gilles. You and me, tonight, my room. I’ve got food and great wine.” Doc received a quick nod for confirmation and they carry on with renewed energy to finish the day. He can’t help but catch a sly grin and a thumbs up from Bandit when he passes by in search of his engineer.

     Dominic will probably ask questions come morning and, for once, Doc won’t mind. The man did help him without judgement or ridicule. He also kind of wondered how much experience Bandit’s had with how in depth he went with his explanations sometimes and the terminology. It was both embarrassing and intriguing to listen to if you ignored the gestures the German made with his hands. Gustave’s selection of the vibrator earlier was the absolute most vanilla shit apparently.

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     Night falls and Gustave passes on custody of Rainbow’s health to the poor souls taking his place for the graveyard shift. He’s definitely not going to answer any calls now. Critical emergencies will have to wait too because getting untangled and yanking on boxers or pants won’t hide an erection. That would be the worst case scenario: Doc rushing to the medical wing with a bouncing hard on re-trapped within one or two layers of clothing trying to concentrate on saving a life when he knows everyone can see the obvious bulge will be a night he’ll never live down.

     It makes him shudder just thinking about it or is that Gilles behind him unintentionally breathing against his neck? They’re on his bed, naked save for their underwear, with a glass of red wine in their hands. The cheap takeout has been consumed a while ago and did a fair job at filling their bellies. Gustave has made himself comfortable, basking in the feeling of skin on skin contact and the gentle rise and fall of his lover’s chest. If their evening remained this way, he wouldn’t be all that upset. He is content listening to what happened during the mission through his love’s point of view. It went off without a hitch, Rainbow had caught the White Mask’s with their pants down.

     Speaking of that, Gustave decides he’s going to wiggle a bit and pretend he’s adjusting so his back won’t hurt and the weight distribution doesn’t make any limbs go numb. He gets a heavy sigh in return, a kiss to his neck, and that makes his cheeks flush a light pink hue. “I was so lonely while you were gone.” He mock pouts, tilting his head up to watch Montagne chuckle. Tending to all of the base’s boo boos and ouchies doesn’t count for having company and he knows that.

     “Were you now? I’m sorry to hear that.” It’s sincere, yes, but the underlying mischief in Gilles’ voice doesn’t go unnoticed. His wine glass has been set down and Gustave’s  is taken so that it too won’t get in the way. The hitch in the medic’s breath tells him all he needs to know the moment fingers dip beneath the thin layer of cloth that dares to say it’s held some kind of modesty. “Let me make up for it, oui?” He doesn’t even need to hear an actual verbal confirmation with how eager the younger man is by getting up and demanding for them to switch positions.

      It isn’t always this quick. Most nights they take their time, indulge in tantalizing touches, teasing one another for what felt like hours, making it all last as long as they can. Tonight won’t be that tame, Gilles won’t deny either of them what they’ve both wanted and could not have. Months, it’s been literal months since the were able to make love and not settle for a quick blow job or hasty wanking in Doc’s private office. They better use what time they have before it’s gone, claimed by a persistent curse neither know how to dispel.

     Montagne is on his feet and pulling his lover flush against his body, kissing him deeply each time he feels his lover’s lips part for more. Oxygen becomes a luxury for a short while, something they need but cannot have without separation. It’s not fair, really, but breathing is obviously necessary and the show must go on. He hopes Twitch has decided to take up space in the workshop next to the usual one or two operators that sometimes call it home. Rook slept like a rock and nothing short of a smoke alarm or gun fire will wake him up.

     A quick squeeze to Gustave’s ass makes him frown in disappointment when nothing else follows it up. It doesn’t last long, however, once he realizes it’s a silent demand for him to lie down on the bed while Gilles finds a bottle of lube in one of the dresser drawers. So he does as he’s asked, lounging not-so-patiently with a fist curled around his cock, pumping it slowly simply for the stimulation it provides. He really wasn’t kidding when he said he was lonely. If absence makes the heart grow fonder, it makes the dick get hungrier. Bandit said that and Gustave laughed so hard he started to wheeze.

     The pad of Gilles’ thumb pressed against his lover’s puckered hole as he descended upon him. Careful ministrations intended to loosen it up so that a finger can breach the taut muscle. A curious thought crosses the mountain’s mind when it gives more readily than it should, accepting the initial digit without much protest. He’s beginning to think his lover’s impatience must have escalated while being left alone for so long. “You spoke with Dominic didn’t you?” He chuckled, receiving an honest nod that quickly turned into a spine arching moan as a second finger was pushed in.

     “I’ll have to thank him later.” That could mean a number of things considering how close they’ve let the German get into their relationship. Marius didn’t seem to mind seeing as how there have been no objections yet. The pilot was well aware that his partner has been giving the two Frenchmen advice but that’s the fullest extent of their interactions. Now’s not the time to get lost in thought though, Gustave’s legs are being hiked up and over the larger man’s shoulders. While he’s not all that flexible, it isn’t uncomfortable yet. They’ll start to ache halfway through and burn the next day, a cost he’s willing to pay in full.

     “Come on, mon amour. Haven’t I waited long enough?” Doc whined, pouting when an eyebrow was raised in response. How needy, but who’s he to deny such a wonderful man what he wants? A pillow is tugged over and shoved beneath Gustave’s lower back to give it cushion and raise his hips more. It’s the little things like this Gus loves, how conscious of his lover’s comfort Gilles is. Again there isn’t nearly enough preparation ( and that worries Montagne ) but Gustave insists on progressing right this instant.

     “This may hurt a little...” The older man warns, receiving no indication that his partner cares. He’s a doctor, he understands, and frankly has had enough of the delay. Gilles slicks up his cock with a healthy amount of lube, guiding it to where it needs to go before pushing in slowly. A bitten hiss is forced through Doc’s teeth, his primary focus now shifting to relax himself around the steadily growing girth burying itself deep within him. It’s a mixture of pain, an uncomfortable stretch, and rising pleasure at feeling the familiar warmth.

     At hilt deep, he’s given time to adjust that Montagne will not allow to be skipped. They aren’t as young as they wish they were, too much carelessness will ruin the experience. And so they wait, exploratory hands detailed the muscles of Gustave’s chest and stroking his sides while he gets lost in the gentle touches. Gilles knows exactly how to make his treasured love feel like a king, whether he’s nestled atop his lap or pinned beneath him. On queue, which this time is a squeeze to the taller man’s thigh, Touré slides back.

     His first series of thrusts are slow and careful, drawing out a pleased hum from Gustave’s throat. They have a well practiced rhythm, it starts at a crawl and picks up to a steady beat both can last their longest on. By no means is it ride or die, in fact, someone like Bandit might find it boring. The position Doc is in allows Gilles to drive in deep at the expense of a now growing ache in his legs. They bounce atop the taller man’s shoulders, his cock left unattended on his stomach. He won’t touch it, not yet, it’s too soon.

     Adjusting his angle draws out a moan from the doctor, one somewhat louder than he intended it to be. Using a little more force produces the same results and Gilles knows he’s found just the right spot to drive Gustave wild. The sound of skin hitting skin, husky breaths, and Doc’s voice is a filthy symphony in an otherwise quiet part of the base all the while he’s being encouraged to let go and praised for how good he feels, looks, and sounds.

     “Pleasure yourself, mon Ange, let me hear your enjoyment.” Gilles says so sweetly, letting go of his lover’s hip to guide a hand to the neglected shaft spilling precum on glistening sweat soaked skin. Fingers curl around it and pump in time with the heavy thrusts pounding his consciousness into oblivion. “There you go, that’s it.” Now Gustave’s mouth is hanging open, eyes glossed over and fixated on the older man’s beautiful hues.

     The burn in his knees is only getting worse but Doc doesn’t feel it anymore. Warmth is pooling in his gut and he can’t string together coherent sentences, repeating Montagne’s name instead along with a few expletives coming out in mixed French-English jumbles. He’s always been the noisier of the two no matter how hard he tried to keep it down. At some point he loses that restraint and drowns out the growls and grunts from his faithful shield. It’s when he becomes silent that Gilles knows he’s reaching his climax.

     With teeth gritted and red flushing his cheeks, Touré chases his own orgasm in the form of less coordinated and more forceful thrusts that have Gustave’s eyes rolling into the back of his head. He hears his name shouted into the heavens and can feel the contractions of Doc’s body as he cums, painting his chest with each spurt. Riding upon that high, Gilles keeps going until he buries himself deep, presses their chests together, and groans into his lover’s ear.

     Having nothing to hold them up, Doc’s legs drop as far as the broad body in between them will allow. They both need a minute to relearn how to breathe correctly and see straight. “God I needed that..” Gustave pants, earning a breathless chuckle from his partner who has raised himself back up on shaking arms. He pulls out with the same care as he had initially going in, giving them both a good look at the mess that had been made.

     Rather than attempt standing, Montagne rolls over onto his back and smiles when he feels Doc turn to snuggle against his side. They’ll worry about showering and changing the bed sheets tomorrow. Neither of them have the strength to bother this time.

     “Je t’aime, mon Ange.” Gilles hums. “Je t’aime aussi, mon Trésor.” Gustave yawns, placing a kiss on his lover’s cheek.

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since apparently u didn’t get it before: do all the muse meme for Silver

1- What’s their full name?

Silver Batalino

2- What’s the reason/meaning behind their name?

He was named after his grandfather on Giovanni’s side, Argentino. (Argentino means Silver.)

3- Do they have a nickname? What’s the meaning behind it?

No nickname. He doesn’t like nicknames. Sometimes (rarely) people call him ‘Silv’, which is just a shortened version of his name. Surprisingly, he’s less adverse to this type of nickname than others. Still doesn’t like it all that much though.

4- Do they have a false name? Why? Does it have any meaning?

Despite living as a thief for a while and who his parents are, he doesn’t have a false name. In the past, he highly disliked sharing his name at all, and he never mentioned his last name if he could help it. Now that he has a more stable life and he’s done all he can to rectify his past deeds though, he’s more open to saying who he is. A good thing too, considering all the socializing he’s done recently.

5- How old are they? How old do they appear?

As of our last RP, Silver was sixteen. Since then, the birthday we set for him has come around again, though at this point we may just say screw it & not count the past year towards the time passed in the Glitch Gen universe. (We did a lot of things since his last birthday, most recently the Alola thread everything that stemmed from it. Holidays that followed were Christmas, Valentine’s Day, & Father’s Day, but we can shove our newest ideas in around everything that happened there instead of it being a half year to a year later.) So... sixteen going on seventeen pretty much. Because of his height though, he often looks a couple years younger than he is. This annoys him to NO end.

6- What is their eye color? Do they have to use glasses or contacts? How good/bad is their vision?

Silver’s eyes are a very light, steely blue. I’ve talked with Turbomun about him possibly needing glasses before, but Idk exactly how bad it’d be, or even whether he’d be nearsighted (like me) or farsighted... ehehehe.........

7- What is their weight/height? What kind of body type/build do they have?

Silver is 5′ even. Couldn’t tell you his weight, but it’s lighter than you’d expect. He a scrawny, wiry boi.

8- What is their skin tone/type? If they have fur, how long is it? Does it have any markings or patterns?

Silver has EXTREMELY light skin with freckles. The freckles are light enough that they’re not too noticeable if he hasn’t gotten much sun in a while, but the downside of getting sun is that he sunburns easily.

9- Do they have any distinguishing marks?

Not sure how to answer this...? Haven’t really thought about birthmarks, though if he had any, they’re easily covered up by his clothes. He also has a few scars, though the more prominent ones are again easily covered by clothes.

10- What are their prominent features?

The red hair is hard to miss. Also the bad attitude and general dislike of socializing with strangers.

11- How attractive are they to others?

If the internet is anything to go by... he is VERY attractive to others. His attitude tends to put off most people though.

12- Are they healthy? If no, why not?

He’s... a lot healthier than he was after just a short time on his own. But fending for himself for so long no doubt stunted his growth on top of him getting a raw deal in the genetic lottery in regards to his height. He also got sick a lot on his own, but this has lead to a stronger immune system over time & a good understanding of how to treat himself with whatever he can find in the immediate area.

13- What’s their favorite color? Why?

Silver is pretty indifferent towards colors, but he tends to like those that are darker & cooler like black or navy blue. The one warm color he likes more is red, & that’s mainly because it looks good on him as an accent color with his red hair.

14- What’s their least favorite color? Why?

No least favorite color.

15- What’s their favorite music? Why?

Anime themes, classical music, and rock music. The anime is because he is a closet nerd & the classical & rock is just because that’s what he likes. No real reason to it.

16- What kind of food do they like or have to eat?

Silver isn’t particularly picky, but he does enjoy sweets more than other types of food. He is also more accustomed to Japanese and Italian cuisine.

17- What kind of books do they like to read?

Long, immersive fantasy stories never fail to pull him in. Especially in the vein of Lord of the Rings. He doesn’t appreciate romantic subplots much, though.

18- How do they get around?

He flies with either Crobat or Lugia. If he’s in a pinch though, he can depend on Entei or Meganium to take him places. (Meganium wouldn’t be very fast of course, but it’s still an option for if he injured himself or something.)

19- Are they a daredevil or more cautious?

Silver is usually a cautious person. The only exception is when Team Rocket is involved in some way. He hates them with a burning passion and tends to lose most common sense & logical thinking when faced with them.

20- How do they handle being alone?

He actually enjoys being alone to a degree, but after a while he will seek out company. I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again - he’s much like a cat in this regard.

21- Name any good habits they have

I... honestly can’t think of any...? I’ll have to think on that.

22- Name any bad habits they have

Habitual self-isolation... S’not good, man. Also a tendency to set his own preferences aside around friends and family, which makes asking for his opinion the WORST THING.

23- What are their favorite hobbies or pastimes?

He likes to read. Also when he’s older, I’d imagine he repairs books on a regular basis as like... pet projects of his.

24- How would they like to spend a rainy day? A sunny day?

In bed with a good book on both accounts. Or maybe indulging in a bit of anime.

25- Where do they come from? What is their culture? Any traditions or things of that sort in their hometown?

Silver was born in Viridian, but spent most of his childhood in Fuchsia City & then traveled constantly around Kanto and Johto. As a result of all that, he really doesn’t have any ties to one particular town.

26- List out their immediate family. How good is their relationship with them?

Giovanni (father) - decently good and getting better with each passing dayAriana (mother) - horrible and will likely never recover

27- Are they diurnal or nocturnal? Early bird or night owl?

Left to his own devices, Silver is more nocturnal. He is a complete night owl. The sun is a deadly laser.

28- What are they afraid of? What are they not afraid of?

He is afraid of losing those he cares about, Team Rocket returning, going back to his abusive ways, and thunderstorms.He is NOT afraid of most anything else. Wary and untrusting with some things, certainly, but not really afraid.

29- What are their goals? How are they going to achieve those goals?

He has already achieved pretty much every goal he’s set for himself. Now he’s trying to figure out a direction to point his life in.

30- Are there any obstacles that might get in the way of their goals?

Only his natural introversion and dislike of strangers.

31- How well known are they among the common folk? Is it for a good reason?

He isn’t really THAT well known, but he beat the Johto E4 and Champion Lance, not to mention he’s dating Champion Ethan/Gold, so... he’s moderately well known.

32- Do they hold any secrets? What are they?

His biggest secret is who he’s related to, and as an extension, his relation to Team Rocket. He’d rather die than allow the general public to know about that. Especially since that would put his father in danger.

33- When confronted with danger, how would they react?

He either calls on his Pokemon to support him or promptly Nopes the other way.

34- What is their species? Describe their species and their features

Lol he human.

35- What is their basic story?

Mafia prince runs away when dad leaves to soul search. Steals things and learns to live off the land. Abuses his partners until 3 years later a happy-go-lucky kid beats his ass at every turn & he eventually realizes his lack of compassion is his downfall. 3 more years later he reconciles w/ his dad, starts dating the happy-go-lucky kid & his childhood friend, and achieves all the goals he ever set for himself, even being chosen by two legendary Pokemon to be their trainer. Now he lives in relative peace under the radar, hoping no one pops in to arrest his dad & occasionally wondering if he’ll be given a position as a Gym Leader at one point or another.

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Detailed character sheet

I did this chart before I started writing Parent Trope to try to get Hecate straight (HA) in my head- I’m currently writing a Julie/Hecate fic, but you’ll see Pippa in the chart bc I think they have amazing chemistry as well!

Character Chart Character’s full name: Hecate Hepzibah Hardbroom (it would be a shame to waste the alliteration) Reason or meaning of name: Hecate: in Greek mythology Hecate was a goddess associated with witchcraft, crossroads, tombs, demons and the underworld Hepzibah: my delight is in her; queen, mother Character’s nickname: Cattie Reason for nickname: Heck sounds like a swear, I like nicknames to be derivative, her other nickname is Hiccup but that’s definitely an inside joke reserved for super close friends. She doesn’t have many. Birth date: March 28, Aries Physical Appearance: “tall, severe” all black everything, dress to impress and repress, setting an example through stiffness and height of collar Age: 35 How old does he/she appear: don’t you dare answer this Weight: 140 Height: 6'1" Body build: slim, whiplike Shape of face: long, narrow, roman nose Eye color: dark- black? Brown? Glasses or contacts: no Skin tone: pale, doesn’t flush easily Distinguishing marks: maybe tattoos, self applied, all with meaning, all magical Predominant features: cheekbones, nose Hair color: black Type of hair: very long, always perfectly coiffed Hairstyle: buns, braided buns, parted down the center and brushed until shining for bed; formal events might call for more intricate buns and braids Voice: soft, forceful Overall attractiveness: yes Physical disabilities: She prefers not to walk far distances. Could have stiffness in joints she hides with motion of skirt, transporting place to place. Sits very carefully on a broom. Usual fashion of dress: very reserved, all covered, dramatic collars, belts and cinching garments. Probably owns a million corsets and a trillion heeled boots Favorite outfit: lbd (long black dress) Jewelry or accessories: locket, small earrings with dark gemstones- sapphire? Personality: stern but fair, deep sense of traditions and sacrifice Good personality traits: honest, loyal, trusting, believes in goodness, strong sense of duty and tradition, invested in the future of her students Bad personality traits: quick to anger slow to forgiveness, not always brave (has been abused), not very confident in herself as valuable and worthy of love Mood character is most often in: suspicion? Outside of school year probably content, thinking deeply Sense of humor: wicked- willing to let her guard down in special occasions, likes to be around people who are laughing as long as they are not laughing at her Character’s greatest joy in life: flying on her broomstick, succeeding Character’s greatest fear: that she will fail her community, see the collapse of her way of life Why? She has devoted so much time to developing herself into the “perfect witch” and trying to mold her students in that same image but because she is very sensitive to criticism and cannot take a compliment she is more aware of her failings and is unable to get past them What single event would most throw this character’s life into complete turmoil? Not the loss of a friend unless they were beyond her reach- the death of a student. The return to being in a position where her father or former teacher had power over her again Character is most at ease when: on holiday, asleep, after bed checks Most ill at ease when: students or friends missing Enraged when: students or friends in danger or students not performing to her standards Depressed or sad when: major holidays, her birthday roll around. Priorities: 1. Work as a teacher, 2. Deputy headmistress duties 3. Friend duties (small talk in the lounge) Life philosophy: live life head first (wand second, heart last) If granted one wish, it would be: I think she would wish that she could ensure her students would reach their full potential without her having to be such a hard ass so she could relax a little Why? I know that most teachers aren’t so invested in their students that they wouldn’t wish for a pile of money or a big house or a new life but I think Hecate doesn’t really have much else that we can see- no partner, no kids, few friends Character’s soft spot: cats, small clumsy girls with braids who surprise her Is this soft spot obvious to others? Yes. To adults. Greatest strength: her magic because it gives her pride and purpose, she depends on it in tough situations. She would be amazing without it as well but it strengthens her Greatest vulnerability or weakness: has a hard time admitting she was wrong Biggest regret: Letting Pippa go Minor regret: trying so hard to expel Mildred right at the start Biggest accomplishment: getting out from under her father and teacher Minor accomplishment: making up with Pippa Past failures he/she would be embarrassed to have people know about: failed her first flying test and her second Why? She NEEDS to be perfect Character’s darkest secret: She was abused, she is a lesbian Does anyone else know? Not about the abuse, but Ada knows. Hecate disclosed it when she was offered a job. She said Ada needed to know before she hired her so she would be ready if parents took offense or found out. She was also hoping that maybe she could make up with Pippa one day. Or that maybe she could find love. Goals: get through this school year, go to her cottage and garden until she has to return. Not see any children during the summer. The garden is for bees Drives and motivations: repressed romantic and squishy feelings get funneled into a drive to wring the best out of everyone and hold herself to a high standard. Appearance is really important as is standing in witch society. Witnessed deference to the great wizard, to Ethel’s mum Immediate goals: clean, garden, relax, plan for year two, have tea with Pippa. Keep Ada from eating only cookies Long term goals: become headmistress, role model, successful disciplinarian How the character plans to accomplish these goals: deputy headmistress position, Ada has no heir, political friendships would come in handy How other characters will be affected: Ada would have to die or retire. Would need a new deputy. Past: bad, doesn’t talk about it. Has one brother, much older. He is in government. Something boring but important like taxes. Mother is alive but out of reach. Father is iron fisted, in his prime despite old age. Hometown: London. Type of childhood: restricted. Austere. No interaction with non magical families. Very small group of friends, not real friends, just social group friends. Upper middle class. Private nurse and tutor as a young child she adored, went to a school other than Cackles in Germany, attended teachers training under Broomhead? Many instances of rebellion, many instances of being smacked down. Has a strong sense of right and wrong, fair and not but has learned to support fair and right quietly without outright rebellion Pets: a cat, sapphire First memory: watching a party from the stairs before being sent back to her nursery Most important childhood memory: her father burning a non magical novel she was reading Why: he was trying to teach her a lesson about magic being the best but instead he taught her to hide everything she treasures Childhood hero: queen Elizabeth Dream job: potioneer Education: masters? Phd? Religion: none, laws of magic Finances: family was wealthy Present Current location: summer cottage Currently living with: her cat Pets: cat Religion: Occupation: teaching potions brewing in the summer Finances: well off but not wealthy. Inherited a cottage from an aunt who was eccentric and outcast Family Mother: Relationship with her: Father: Relationship with him: Siblings: Relationship with them: Spouse: Relationship with him/her: Children: Relationship with them: Other important family members: aunt, dead Favorites Color: black Least favorite color: white (it washes her out) Music: quiet instrumental. The lute Food: not a hearty water or an adventurous cook. Has a few favorites others would consider plain Literature: voracious reader. Secret pleasure: mysteries. Staples: potion and education journals Form of entertainment: plays! Expressions: Mode of transportation: broom, transferring Most prized possession: ceremonial wand used by her grandmother’s coven to discover Atlantis and raise it Habits: transferring everywhere, touching her locket when she is thinking, flicking her hair around dramatically when it is loose Hobbies: gardening, flying, beekeeping Plays a musical instrument? Yes, the piano Plays a sport? Yes, broom polo How he/she would spend a rainy day: reading with a cup of tea Spending habits: lbds, books, potion ingredients but thrifty otherwise Smokes: never Drinks: socially Other drugs: What does he/she do too much of? Spend time alone What does he/she do too little of? Socialize Extremely skilled at: spells, potions Extremely unskilled at: spontaneous social interactions Nervous tics: fingers clenching or starting a spell Usual body posture: straight backed, strong chin and neck Mannerisms: each movement is considered and graceful Peculiarities: has a leather bathrobe???? Traits Optimist or pessimist? Pessimistic Introvert or extrovert? Introvert Daredevil or cautious? Daredevil Logical or emotional? Logical Disorderly and messy or methodical and neat? Methodical and neat Prefers working or relaxing? Working Confident or unsure of himself/herself? Confident but poor self esteem Animal lover? Yes Self-Perception How he/she feels about himself/herself: feels satisfied with herself and proud of how she turned out One word the character would use to describe self: disciplinarian One paragraph description of how the character would describe self: I, Hecate Hepzibah Hardbroom am a competent, respectable educator and a gifted potioneer. I am a leader, I manage my time and the time of my charges judiciously. I am devoted to upholding the standard of witchcraft as I learned them. I believe modernization is a dumbing down of a difficult process. I do not believe that everyone with magical powers deserves the title of witch, but deeply respect those it has been conferred upon. What does the character consider his/her best personality trait? Self control What does the character consider his/her worst personality trait? Softness   What does the character consider his/her best physical characteristic? Her figure and her hair What does the character consider his/her worst physical characteristic? Her  nose How does the character think others perceive him/her: wants them to respect her, see her as an authority figure What would the character most like to change about himself/herself: residual scars from abuse, physical and emotional Relationships With Others Opinion of other people in general: depends but usually “worse” than her until they prove themselves to have some redeeming quality(like with Ada, too soft but also, loving and fair) Does the character hide his/her true opinions and emotions from others? No; is sarcastic Person character most hates: Her father, her tutor Best friend(s): Pippa Love interest(s): Pippa, Ms. Drill, Julie Hubble Person character goes to for advice: Ada Cackle Person character feels responsible for or takes care of: Mildred Hubble Person character feels shy or awkward around: Pippa Person character openly admires: Great wizard, that disciplinarian Person character secretly admires: Maud Spellbody- lots of potential, but selfless, invested in friends Most important person in character’s life before story starts: Ada After story starts: It’s a tie bt Ada, Pippa, and Mildred

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Review: "Backstory" by Joschka Laukeninks

https://vimeo.com/245687147

The short film "Backstory" by Joschka Laukeninks shows the life of ana anonymous protagonist. We follow him from his first memories, watching him grow up, go through his parten's divorce, undergo adolescence, fall in love, build a career, start a family, lose his wife and child in an accident, remarry, get a divorce, grow old and eventually die. The film employs a second-person narrator and tells the story in a rather abstract manner turning the protagonist into a kind of every-man and maximizing the viewers opportunities to identify with the story. It is this generic way of storytelling that makes the film so interesting as it comes surprisingly close to - as will be shown in the following paragraphs - a kind of master-narrative of life in contemporary (late-capitalist or post-modern) society.

The film touches upon a number of archetypal experiences that most human beings come across during their lifetime: growing up, loosening the bond with one's parents, first sexual experiences, break-ups, friendships, falling in love, becoming a parent, losing loved ones, aging and dying. These are the great themes of human existence that most people can relate to and feel touched by. However, several details of the story reflect aspects characteristic for our day and age. This text will explore these aspects to show how they mirror the contemporary construction of identity which is - as this text argues - in crisis.

A prototypical protagonist

As part of the aforementioned abstraction, the protagonist is shown in little detail. For example his face isn't shown throughout most of the film and we learn little that might identify him and set him apart from the viewer like his place of birth or his personal interests and opinions. However, the protagonist is clearly shown to be male, white, relatively wealthy, heterosexual, able-bodied etc. So while the film is clearly designed to make as many people as possible relate to it, a whole list of social groups is excluded from identifying with the protagonist, namely women, poor people, members of the LGBTQUIA-community, people with disabilities, people who are not neurotypical, people who are not white and people who have migrated. The exclusion of these identities is not coincidental and draws a clear image of what is thought to be the standard protagonist of our time. Sadly, while history provides us with a great repertoire of stories told from the perspective of rich, heterosexual white men, the film is another missed opportunity to give a stage to the voices that are traditionally overheard. Instead, it reifies yet again a notion of normalcy rendering the aforementioned alternatives as mere deviations.

The loss of the nuclear family

The first incident characterizing the problems of our time is when the protagonist is no longer able to live up to the stereotype of the "happy childhood" because of his parent's divorce. This is made explicit by the narrator who mentions that on his 6th birthday, everything is still as it's supposed to be, right before the separation. This notion of a normal/happy family is one aspect of the story that reflects the problems of contemporary society since the nuclear family has only existed as the standard script when it comes to how people plan on spending their lives. The specificity to a certain sociohistorical setting is however not made apparent in the film. Still, it is crucial to understanding the impact the divorce has on the protagonist. The reduction of people's social framework of reference to the nuclear family - even though it is mostly ahistorically staged as the universal standard - is a relatively new phenomenon and has left people vulnerable because of the overall scarcity of other significant relationships. This vulnerability is reflected in the trauma of the breakup of the father-mother-child trinity that rising divorce-rates have brought about. The overwhelming significance of this constellation is partly due to the meaning of romantic love in the late-capitalist society which will be addressed later on in the text.

Alienated labour

The protagonist's career is mentioned several times throughout the film but always in a completely unenthusiastic manner. The viewer never learns what it is that the protagonist does professionally, just that it is a relatively well paying office job. This is symptomatic if the phenomenon of alienated labour because it suggests that work doesn't mean anything to the protagonist accept something that is necessary in order to build a successful life and/or make a living. The mentioning of work is usually associated with expressions of meaninglessness, emptiness and routine. Apparently, the protagonist has entirely given up any hope to invest his manpower in something that he finds meaningful or fulfilling or that serves a purpose other than earning money and achieving success on a professional level.

Love at first sight

When the protagonist meets his new wife, the two of them are shown in the middle of a raging party quietly staring at each other before the first words even have been exchanged. The narrator immediately suggests that this is "her" (alluding to the trope of "love at first sight" or "the one true love"). There is no doubt, no anxiety, no reconciliation of differences, none of it. This relationship goes on to become the main point of crystallization that provides meaning for the protagonist's existence. While prior, less committed sexual encounters have left him with feelings of frustration and emptiness, his marriage provides him with a feeling of purpose and direction. This is highly representatives for contemporary self-narratives. With the social frame of reference reduced to a minimum, friendships and relationships becoming more and more short-lived, family-bonds loosening, work-relationships progressively growing more instrumental and overall lifestyles becoming increasingly anonymous, it is left to bilateral romantic love to provide people with all the recognition as valuable, unique human beings that they need.

The death of his wife and child is the dramatic high-point of the film and fully reveals the meaning of romantic love for the life of the protagonist, as it is said that after their loss he is alone again. Throughout the rest of the story he never seems to fully recover. The emotionally distant way in which his second marriage is described is particularly noteworthy. The viewer never learns about why this later relationship does not fill the whole that the traumatic event has left behind - possibly it is merely because he is so deeply wounded that he finds himself unable to open up again - but seen in the context of the entire story that this is most likely meant to entertain the trope of the "one true love". The meaninglessness of the protagonists later life implies that his role as a partner is more integral to his identity and construction of meaning than his role as a son, friend, professional and even as a father. Especially the later is interesting because the film dedicates surprisingly little time to portray his relationship with his child (there is definitely a gender-dimension here to be explored). Furthermore, possible alternative sources of meaning such as standing up for one's convictions, working for a greater good, pursuing intellectual or artistic goals etc. are never alluded to in the movie so that, when his wife dies, the protagonist is left with an empty existence and nothing to fall back on. This notion is reinforced in the films final moments when the protagonist's reminiscence over the life he has lived closes in to focus on his wife and the way she "always looked at him". In fact, she also spent her final moments - lying on the pavement bleeding all over - turning to him and their relationship as a primary source of reference for her existence instead of screaming in agony, trying to see whether her child was still alive or just panicking. Their eyes meeting across the devastating sight of the accident is the emotional money-shot of the story.

Absence of Spirituality

The protagonists inability to see himself as part of something bigger and drawing a sense of purpose from his commitment to his convictions, political or artistic work etc. is yet again shown in the very end when the narrator mentions that the protagonist has only a few more seconds before he is gone and than the film cuts to a black screen. There's no tacky gate of heaven, no light in the end of a tunnel, nothing. This reflects the current zeitgeist, characterized by the decreasing meaning of spirituality and religiosity. People's way of imagining their existence is marked by the very absence of any location of one's own existence within a greater religious framework.

Conclusion - the lack of meaning in postmodern society

Illustrated by the various issues discussed in this text, what becomes apparent is the protagonist's overall failure to construct meaning in his life - or to be precis, find a way to narrate his life in a way that provides meaning. While the film arguably comes surprisingly close to becoming an archetypal master-narrative reflecting the contemporary mainstream-discourse on human existence, this crisis can be seen as symptomatic for our day and age. Namely it illustrates critical characteristics of self-narration in a post-modern society such as individualism (the rejection of seeing one's existence within a greater context), lack of direction (no overarching idea on how to set up one's life after the great ideologies have lost their credibility, be it in the realm of politics, religion or tradition), scepticism about one's own agency in life and reliance on ready-made fragments of narration. All these combined show that it has become close to impossible to construct a sense of meaning and purpose in life for the protagonist as well as the audience. Taking into account how the film has been celebrated as a brilliant piece of art, a great piece of wisdom and deeply touching, it is surprising that it does hardly anything but reconstruct a status quo while reproducing a narrative that has nothing left to offer.