#tegan rants

[boyslugs]

tumblr stop recommending me terfs challenge! yes i am a feminist, but i am also hugely trans and believe intersectionality is the only way forward. yes i believe in deconstructing gender and gender roles but i also know how important gender is to people's sense of self, and that it's impossible to try to categorize gender more specifically than "a [gender] is defined as someone who identifies as a [gender]" without excluding someone, just like when in metaphysics my professor asked "define what a chair is" and then pulled out so many examples of "okay, by your definition a stool isnt a type of chair" and "what about bean bag chairs" or "that could be a table, which implies that all tables are chairs"

terfs and swerfs could be fighting for and with everyone against the oppressive systems we live under but they're so set in their ways that they refuse to see how the patriarchy harms men too, or how even if the porn industry has a lot of problems, many people of all genders enjoy sex work and are fulfilled by choosing it as a career path, or how a lot of the things trans people are fighting for would result in a better world for everyone- but it's easier to just say "rights for me but all men are evil oppressors and trans people are either traumatised or are evil and anyone doing sw is coerced or damaging our fight"

i could go on about this for way longer but i already have a bad feeling this might end up spreading further than i'd like so TO REITERATE:

TERFS AND SWERFS FUCK OFF. THERE IS NO LIBERATION FOR ONE UNLESS WE UPLIFT EVERYONE. INTERSECTIONALITY IS KEY. ok bye

[lonely-space-ace]

*smacking the doctor upside the head* YOU HAVE GIANT FAMILY YOU DUNCE JUST GO SAY HI TO THEM MORE THAN ONCE A DECADE

[vizzyturlough]

Bro Turlough has so much trauma, we don’t even know what happened at home or how he was treated on Trion. But thinking about it, he saw his mother get killed, he was publicly humiliated by being exiled, he was separated from his family, sent to Earth where he struggled to breathe and comprehend everything. He feared Earth because he knew what weapons humans had and he was scared about humans attacking themselves. But before he was exiled he was obviously forced to take part In war, he was an older brother to Malkon and was necessarily a icon. But during war he obviously saw some disgusting things like dead bodies and felt so much pain. I have this sort of obvious head canon, that he was bullied in school…obviously cause his hair colour and he was probably smarter than all the other boys. He was literally willing to kill somebody he didn’t know to get away. But when he knew Deela on Trion, he felt free and he actually loved her but seeing her on the floor bleeding out and struggling to breathe gave him a realisation that nobody can know about this, at all.

[partywithponies]

Looking forward to a future DW comic or novel about the new, secret companion support group called "What The Fuck, Doctor", featuring Liz Shaw, Martha Jones, Ace McShane, and Yaz Khan, and sometimes their morally dubious associate Adam Mitchell.

[autumndasher]

I like the short films the BBC make to announce the Doctor Who Classic Season Collection Blu Ray Box Sets (both in and out of universe) but the newest one for Season 20 kinda just rubs me the wrong way with how Tegan says how lucky she was. I get she’d probably have fond memories for all the times she wasn’t in very dangerous situations but I get the feeling she wouldn’t exactly regret leaving considering the story she does leave in, Resurrection of the Daleks, is an absolute blood bath made out of corpses. She says the reason she’s stopping is because “it stopped being fun” and I’m sure if I had my aunt turned into a doll, witnessed the destruction of several worlds, got possessed by a snake alien, watch on as one of my friends dies in an explosion, rapidly mutated and de-aged in the span of a minute or two and gone to THE DEATH ZONE… I’d probably have PTSD and want to stay away from situations like that

[saraquinwhatsupwiththesocks]

anyway I fully forgot who Tegan is even with lol. wasn't that kind of a secret back in the day? in old times

[lesbiten]

some companions are definitely the doctor's exes but if i ever see any describe most of the people at that meeting as exes they can catch these hands. i think they only person in that scene i'd describe as an ex is yaz.

what weve learned is no one is allowed to have opinions about doctor who characters because they are wrong

[wileys-russo]

alanna kennedy req, she has BIG bf energy ! where AK has been way too fuckboy-esque around their friends and reader (who she is in a known situationship with/will they or won’t they ever label it) calls her out on it, and probs forgives in the end whatever she says (letting hot girls gaslight you support club ?)

dirty little secret II a.kennedy x reader

mhmm lans is mad underrated dirty little secret II a.kennedy x reader

"-then there's the girl from the bar, the coffee shop barista, the dance instructor, the physio-" you rolled your eyes and did your best to tune out the blondes insistent bragging of all of her current escapades.

escapades you knew she'd made up, lying her ass off in order to try and impress your team mates and friends in camp, everyone now back on national duties.

she was forever determined to keep up the big tough fuckgirl act which you could never understand, much preferring who she actually was behind all that, not that she gave many people a chance to see it.

"why do you let her speak like that?" you glanced up from your food as hayley sat beside you with a raised eyebrow, subtly nodding her head to the table behind you where alanna was still ranting and raving to the group about how hard it was to have so many flings on the go.

"she can do whatever she wants raz she's not my girlfriend." you shrugged, picking at your food and glaring at ellie who snuck a piece of bacon off your plate. "el!" you scoffed as she repeated the action, protectively covering your plate with your arms.

"oh sorry thought you were perfectly happy to roll over and let people take whatever they want from you?" the younger girl challenged sending you into a silence. "nice." hayley nodded her approval, high fiving the blonde as you sighed.

"she doesn't take whatever she wants from me. you make it sound like i don't have a backbone!" you defended yourself with a scowl, the silence from your two friends all it took to further wound your already fragile pride.

"okay, ouch." you mumbled, going back to picking at your food. "babe we know you have a backbone. thats why its so frustrating to see you don't use it or stand up to her for the way she carries on!" ellie tried again, a little gentler this time as tegan and charlie joined the three of you.

"what are we talking about so quietly?" tegan whispered mockingly, instantly picking up the strange vibe about the table. "how dopey here lets lani treat her like a dirty little secret." hayley shrugged bluntly as you turned and punched her, hard.

"what the fuck ow!" the brunette gasped, hitting you back with a scowl as a few of the other girls turned to glance at the commotion, your body whipping back around as you heard alanna pause, her curious gaze fixated on the back of your head for a moment before she resumed.

"would you like to say that any fucking louder raz?" you warned quietly with a glare, answering the onslaught of questions from your friends before you grew tired of it, shutting the conversation down as you all finished and headed toward the gym for strength training.

~

"she's looking, again." ellie smirked as she spotted for you, watching as to her count for now the eighth time in the hour alanna was caught watching you.

"its not illegal to look el, all humans have eyes." you sighed, growing tired of her constant pointing it out. "yeah but not just everyone looks at you like they wanna tear all your clothes off and-" your grip on the bar slipped at that and you choked as it half landed on your neck, the blonde hurrying to grab it off you and helping you rack it back up.

"ellie!" you hissed, smacking her leg with a glare. "what? it's true! plus its not like its hidden knowledge that the two of you have hooked up. actually most of us expected you both to come to camp all cute and coupled up." the younger girl shrugged carelessly as you rolled your eyes.

"would you please shut up? i'm tired of the topic all together!" you snapped, only able to push down how the situation really made you feel for so long when everyone else was always poking and picking at it.

"sorry darls." the blonde winced apologetically not having realized it would affect you so much, swallowing the speech she wanted to give you about how you deserved to be treated better because if anyone knew that already it was you.

"i need to go to the bathroom. wait till i'm back before you even try to lift that!" you sternly warned the defender who you knew all too well, ellie waving you off with a huff as you made your way toward the toilets just outside the gym.

you heard the footsteps follow you out, but knowing all too well who they belonged to you refused to give her the satisfaction of turning around, ducking right into a cubicle to do what you needed.

you'd hope she'd take the hint and leave but you looked at her with a sigh as you stepped out and she was still waiting, leaning against the sinks with a toothy grin.

"ignoring me today are we?" she challenged, having texted you several times throughout the day, all of which you'd left on read.

"surprised you even noticed. your phone must just be blowing up with texts from the...what was it?" you paused after washing your hands, stroking your chin thoughtfully.

"oh yes with the girl from the bar, the coffee shop barista, the dance instructor, the physio? i'm sure one of them will happily text you back lani!" you smiled sarcastically, drying your hands and attempting to leave but a hand wrapped around your wrist.

"come on babe you know that's all just bullshit for the girls." the blonde laughed, seemingly unbothered at how that was almost worse. "well most of it. that cute new city physio does have a little crush on me!" alanna grinned wolfishly, tugging you to stand in front of her.

"congratulations. clearly she's not had a conversation with you yet or else she might come to her senses and realised what a piece of work you are!" you huffed, yanking your hand back from her grip.

"piece of art i think you mean babe, sculpted by the gods themselves." the blonde smirked as you grimaced, not finding her at all charming today.

"just please leave me alone lani. seriously i'm so over all of this hot and cold shit with you, you're a head fuck! you snapped, again trying to leave but once more she stopped you, instead now moving to block the door with her body.

"what do you mean hot and cold shit?" the taller girl frowned making you let out a bitter bark of laughter. "you can't be serious?" you scoffed at her in disbelief as she stared on silently, clearly awaiting an explanation.

"lani when its just the two of us you're so sweet. we go out together, we spend nights together, you shower me with gifts and compliments and i have your undivided attention. you treat me like you would if i was your girlfriend." you paused, the last word leaving a particularly bitter taste on your tongue.

"but then outside of that little bubble around any of our team mates and friends you act like some sort of horny teenage boy! bragging about all of these girls who practically fall to the floor with how badly they want you, and then you go on and on about all this great mind blowing sex you have with them. but then how they mean nothing and they know that but they just keep running back to you!" you pouted mockingly.

"all of those girls which are made up! why is it so hard for you to let that stupid egotistical reputation go and just admit you're having sex with me! and that you clearly have feelings for me. everyone saw us hook up in the bar after the asian cup anyway?" you crossed your arms firmly with a raised eyebrow.

"and who said i have feelings for you then hm? what makes you think you're so special?" she bit back taking you off guard a little, your face falling as hurt flashed across it momentarily.

"you think you know me so well but you haven't got a clue about what i feel or why i do anything. end of conversation!" she snapped with a scowl. "fine. end of whatever the fuck this is then!" you bit back, finally using your back bone as her eyes widened in shock.

however the chance for either of you to speak again stopped as the door swung open and smacked alanna in the back, a tiny body sprinting on through.

"harley don't run-" tameka stopped seeing the two of you, sensing she may have just interrupted something as she scooped her daughter up who reached out for you.

"everything alright?" the older woman asked, directing the question more so toward you, having known you long enough to see something was off.

"just fine." you mumbled, taking the opportunity to dart out of the bathroom, shooting harley a smile and squeezing her hand, only letting out a deep breath you'd not realised you'd been holding in until you were back in the safety of the gym.

clearly you needed to work on your poker face as ellie also immediately noticed something was up, having had a teasing remark laying in wait on her tongue having seen alanna follow after you toward the toilet.

"hey. what happened?" the blonde asked quietly with a frown as you shook your head, gesturing for her to lay down so you could spot her on the bench press. "darls what-"

"later el." you cut her off with a thin lipped smile as she hesitated but eventually nodded, settling on the bench as you busied yourself assisting her, pretending like you couldn't feel another blondes eyes bore into your back for the rest of the session.

everyone having a few hours break now until your next training session outside on the pitch you surrounded yourself with a wall of your team mates at all times, knowing so long as you did alanna would leave you be.

your bad mood lifted as you spent time with harper and harley, adoring the fact that camps were now a family affair as you, kyra and ellie chased the two small girls around the hotel playing a game of tip.

"well i think someone will sleep very well this afternoon, thank you kindly ladies!" tameka laughed as she scooped up harley, marching her off for a nap as harper had already fallen asleep on a beanbag, squished between kyra and charlie as they played mario kart.

"right. out with it then, what happened in the toilet?" ellie pulled you aside and away from the main group, hayley quick to follow having also picked up that you were out of sorts. the three of you sat outside on a picnic table in the sun, your body laid atop of it sunbaking as they sat on the benches either side of you.

with a sigh you relayed the conversation that occured, both your friends not hesitating to rip into their fellow team mate for her harsh words. "you have to cut it off after that. if she wants to remain friends and keep the peace the least she can do is apologise and acknowledge her actions!" ellie scoffed as you merely hummed.

"you are going to cut it off after that, right?" you whined as hayley pinched your thigh when you didn't answer her. "i don't know! probably?" you groaned, covering your face with your hands.

"probably!" "she's really convincing sometimes." "oh my god have some self respect!" "i have self respect! i also just have...needs." "dude! the letting hot girls gaslight you club is not one you need to be a member of." "but she is hot." "so are you! you could find someone else hot who actually treats you like a person."

"fine! i'm just gonna ignore her. if i don't let her grovel then i can't forgive her." you decided, both your friends exchanging looks of disbelief you missed, the conversation quickly changing as you instead spent the rest of your final hour catching up, all three of you now playing for different clubs since hayley had left city.

you stuck to your word, mostly.

you avoided alanna like the plague for nearly the entire second training session, someone upstairs clearly smiling down on you in good fate as the two of you weren't partnered up for anything.

until it was time for a few six on six friendlies to cool down and of course her team was your first opposition, the two of you now unable to avoid one another given you were offense and she was defense.

now you knew football could be a hands on sport, you'd played it long enough to have given and gotten enough. but the way alanna's hands seemed to settle on your hips or your torso, and the way she pressed her body into you each and every time she marked you up, was overkill.

but to your surprise it seemed to have the opposite effect as normal, and rather than having you blushing or swooning a little, you found it only wound you up further. her harsh words ringing in your ears from before as you lined up for a corner and once again she pressed into you, your jaw clenched and you went right up for the header, your elbow unfortunately making contact with her stomach as the ball spun into the back of the net and she hit the ground.

the whistle blew for the end of the session at that and you turned, seeing thankfully no blood and no real lasting injury beyond her being winded. "what the fuck was that!" the blonde spat, a few of the girls helping her up.

"its a contact sport and you were clinging onto me like wrapping paper, sorry!" you shrugged, not really sorry at all as ellie hid a smile and draped her arm over your shoulders, the two of you heading back in toward the training centre.

"a little harsh maybe, but nice." ellie mumbled, holding out her hand as you smacked yours into it with a small smile, the two of you heading up to your rooms to shower and change, having a couple of hours to yourselves before dinner.

dinner itself was less painful than breakfast, busying yourself once again playing with harper and harley you were far too distracted to notice if alanna was off on one of her 'look at all these girls who want me' tangents.

she'd messaged you again a few times since the toilet, none of them an apology and none of them you gave a second thought to reply to, still having left her on read as you had been all day.

which is why it really wasn't much of a surprise when a few hours later came the barrage of texts almost begging you to come to her room and hear her out, the way your phone was constantly lighting up not lost on you or your friends.

"oh my god she's relentless. just go!" ellie groaned after you glanced to your phone screen for the fifth time just a few minutes into the mario kart tournament you had agreed to. "remember, hold firm. you deserve to be treated right!" hayley warned quietly from beside you as you nodded.

"and, self respect!" ellie warned less quietly making your eyes roll as you headed out of the rec room and back up towards the elevator, punching in the right floor and taking your time making your way to your final destination.

you hadn't even knocked more than twice before the door swung open, alanna sighing a little in relief seeing it was you, her texts still unanswered she'd begun to give up hope. "make this quick, its my turn next on the switch." you mumbled, moving past her and into her room.

"well?" you raised your eyebrows as she awkwardly stood in front of you, kit out in a grey drew hoodie and a black pair of nike shorts. "i'm sorry." she started simply. "for?" you pushed.

"what i said earlier. i didn't mean it i was just angry and i lashed out and that wasn't fair on you." she continued, rubbing her face and taking a seat beside you on the bed, not missing the way you shuffled across leaving a healthy distance between you two.

"angry about being called out on the shitty way you treat me or your shitty dismissive attitude about whatever this is?" you pushed again, face still bent into a frown as the blonde sighed. "both. you weren't wrong i do act one way when its just us and one way when its around the girls but i don't mean to! i just, i've not had a serious relationship in ages and i don't know how to go about it." she sighed making you scoff.

"thats bullshit lani and you and i both know it. you just get much more satisfaction having everyone think you're so popular and desired after and lusted over rather than admitting you like me, just one person!" you called her out again, this time causing her to scoff.

"thats bullshit!" she denied with a shake of her head. "awesome. have fun with all your imaginary girls then lani!" you smiled bitterly, standing to leave as she shot out to grab you before you could. "i'm sorry! i'm sorry okay." she groaned, pulling you back down to sit on the bed.

"i just don't get why this is so hard for you! most of the city girls are all happily in relationships and even if you want to deny it most of them know we hook up too. al asked me the other day if we were dating and do you know how humiliating it is to basically admit i let you use me!" you shook your head and pulled your hands from her grip.

"i don't use you!" she was quick to argue, frown knitted into her eyebrows. "yes you do. its exactly like i said lani when its just the two of us you're happy to treat me like you would a girlfriend, we sleep together, we're always at one anothers houses, you take me out for dinner and you fall asleep on my lounge after watching movies all day-" you paused to collect yourself.

"-which clearly satisfies you in some way. but then you're too much of a pig headed coward to actually make it into anything more than a dirty little secret and that feels like shit! i'd understand a little more wanting to keep things between us if you weren't out or you didn't want the girls to know you were seeing a team mate but thats so far from the truth and it hurts alanna. you have no issues parading about all these fake girls and how happy you are to fuck them over but you can't admit that you treat me just the same way!" you spat honestly, unloading months of guilt and wondering and overthinking about everything.

"so what, do you want me to ask you to be my girlfriend then?" the blonde questioned cluelessly as you threw your head back with a loud frustrated groan.

"no lani! i want you to want me to be your girlfriend, and not feel the need to keep up this stupid reputation that girls don't mean anything to you beyond sleeping around and you're incapable of feeling anything for anyone. because you know the longer this will they, won't they bullshit continues the more i wonder if you actually are capable of feeling anything for anyone other than yourself!" you snapped with a huff, again getting up to leave.

"get off!" you warned seriously as she hugged you tightly from behind again preventing you from leaving. "i like you. i do, really." she mumbled with a sigh, your eyes rolling. "sure have a funny way of showing it!"

"then let me show you, give me another chance. when we get back to manchester i will take you out on a proper date, i'll wine you and dine you and i'll ask you to be my girlfriend. properly!" she spun you around, staring down at you pleadingly and you hated how much she really had you wrapped around her little finger.

"fine." you gave in with a sigh, hating yourself just a little more as the taller girl exhaled with relief, pulling you into a tight hug as you couldn't help but wrap your own arms around her torso, relishing in the small act of intimacy.

"where's mac anyway?" you mumbled into her chest, pulling away and recognizing the familiar look in her eyes. "cait's room, they'll be awhile." the blonde grinned and within seconds you were laid down on the bed and she hovered over you, lips gently sucking on your neck as your eyes fluttered closed.

"lani we should really-" you started, words swallowed by her mouth finding yours, one hand creeping up your top as the other gripped your chin allowing her full control over the kiss. "later babe, just relax." she mumbled into your ear as you sighed, giving into her advances and trying to ignore the warnings from your friends lingering in the back of your mind.

it would appear that you were still very much so a member of the letting hot girls gaslight you club, in fact it seemed you'd purchased a season ticket.

[grapes-are-kinda-weird-ngl]

headcanon that the fifth doctor is the one who swears the most

like he looks so nice and chill, then one day he bumps his head on the inside of the TARDIS console whilst doing repairs and his companions (i'm thinking tegan, nyssa and adric era) all startle at the sheer number of curses in different languages streaming out

dude feels like the type of guy who'd rant and rave about shit whilst he was alone, and then stop as soon as someone walked in and fix them with a polite smile and a 'hello! how can i help you?'

[boyslugs]

usually i do a good job of channelling my anger into healing. but some days i heavily consider writing a letter to my ex's mom telling her all the shit they've got going on and just how fucked up her daughter really is. "everyone leaves me" yes because you're fucking delusional and are a fucking leech and suck all the life and love out of people without giving anything in return, and then when they say "hey, you're fucking my mental health" you act like it is your god given fucking RIGHT to be an absolute vacuum for joy. i hope they're miserable and i hope that one day, when they're finally starting to be happy and better themselves (as if they're even capable of that) she realizes the damage she did and i hope it hurts for the rest of fucking time.

[cringecompanionapologist]

Random Thoughts on a Very Specific Thing: When Companions Choose Companions

Okay, so, off the top of my head, this has happened four times in Doctor Who's televised run. I'm not familiar enough with EU companions to say anything about what happens there.

Companions have become companions for a variety of reasons. The new series has this idea that the Doctor only travels with "the best" and they usually choose their companions. The classic series had a lot of Companions via Circumstance. Dodo and Tegan thought the TARDIS was a real police box and just walked in at the wrong time. Ben and Polly saw the Doctor enter the TARDIS, got curious, followed him, and then he took off before noticing that they were there. Victoria and Nyssa both lost everyone close to them and became companions because they had nowhere else to go. Ian and Barbara were straight-up fucking kidnapped.

There have also been several stowaway companions. The Doctor didn't invite them, but they Insisted. There are very few classic series companions the Doctor chose. In Logopolis, Four even goes on a rant about it. It's actually a big stand-out moment when One invites Vicki to join him and this would go on to be a bit uncommon. Three had Liz and Jo basically assigned to him by UNIT. That's why companions were often called assistants back in the day. They were basically lab assistants. It was literally their job.

I could go on and on about this, but this thing is supposed to be about the four companions that were chosen by another companion: Jamie, Peri, Ace, and Adam.

Yes, I'm counting Adam for this, not because he completely counts as a companion, but because he was invited to be one and basically failed his test run.

Here There Be Spoilers for the episodes these companions debuted in and probably more.

It's funny how the four examples here are split down the middle. The blondes, Polly and Rose, chose companions to come with them, while the gingers, Turlough and Mel, chose companions to replace them. It also splits down the middle in that Jamie and Ace became the definitive companions of their Doctors, while Peri and Adam didn't work well with the Doctors the joined, with Peri not having much time with 5 before constantly bickering with 6, and Adam just failing completely.

I think some of the reason for this seems to be based on the mindset of the companions that picked the companions. Polly and Mel were mainly thinking of the new companion when they chose them. Polly realized that Jamie was in a rough part of history and maybe it would be nice to take him out of it. Mel spent a while bonding with Ace and realized that she could use a Space Dad.

Rose wasn't really thinking when she invited Adam along. She basically did it because she thought he was cute. 9 was never into it, just humoring her, and then they both sort of ditched him on his first trip to the far future. Look, Adam made his own bad decisions and shouldn't have been a companion, but he also shouldn't have been left completely unsupervised in an unfamiliar time period. He got that stupid computer thing in his head because it was basically required to do anything around there, and then decided to be stupid with it.

Meanwhile, Turlough was thinking of the Doctor. 5 didn't handle Tegan's departure well and admitted to being depressed. When he realized he was going to have to leave, Turlough was aware that the Doctor shouldn't be left alone while already feeling depressed and abandoned. So, he assigned Peri as a replacement.

The actual scene where Peri becomes a companion has 5 clearly reluctant. Either he's decided that he wants to be alone or he's just not that interested in her specifically. Turlough telling Peri to keep an on him probably factored in to him accepting her. Strangely, like with Adam, the Doctor took on a new companion whom he didn't like to humor another companion. The difference was that Turlough chose a better companion than Rose did, so Peri stuck around and the Doctor warmed up to her. That also connects to motivation. The reason Adam was the only truly bad choice is that it was made for stupid reasons. Polly and Mel were thinking "the Doctor would be good for this person". Turlough was thinking "this person would be good for the Doctor". Rose just didn't think.

This isn't me bashing Rose, by the way. Everyone's allowed to make bad choices. But, I admit, comparing her to three random classic companions in this situation doesn't make her look good. Rose was a good companion for 9. Her relationship with 10, no matter how much one might enjoy it, might not have been the most emotionally healthy for them. But, she still was a good companion for the most part. She just doesn't have very good judgement when it comes to who makes a good companion.

Also I did sort of accidentally parallel 9/Rose and 5/Turlough. I did not actually mean to do that.

[doctorhomo]

im literally so so SO fucking sick of how the women involved with doctor who STILL get treated nowadays. i saw a youtube video of a convention with janet fielding, and the main things people were saying about her include:

complaining about how she distanced herself from the show after she left in the 80s (no mention of how she actually came back for a charity skit with colin baker, but i guess that's not important when you hate her.) she actually left acting altogether in 1991 to become a full time agent, which was a lot of why she didnt return to dw until the early 2000s, since she thought being an actor while also representing actors would be a conflict of interest

complaining that she DID come back in the early 2000s and is now more involved with dw again, assuming it's because she's getting paid. yeah, sometimes people do work because they get paid for it. also, she clearly enjoyed her time on the show, she likes doing behind the scenes stuff and continuing to be tegan so i literally dont know what the issue is here

complaining that she has criticisms of the show whenever she goes off on a "feminist kick". i feel like i dont need to go further into detail here, but i will! what i specifically saw people complaining about was how she thought a lot of the female characters were screamers who had to be rescued by the men (for sure a generalisation, but absolutely a fair one) and (gasp) complaining about having to wear high heels and film in a quarry. perfectly reasonable!!!!! why the entire fuck would tegan STILL be wearing heels every single day when EVERYWHERE they go is a massive danger zone????

my favourite was someone complaining that she "slagged the show off without even watching it", meaning that she criticised some portrayals of female characters throughout the show but said she wasnt watching during ace's run. if she doesnt wanna keep watching she doesnt have to? david tennant did an episode of fish hooks but i doubt he watched the show for the rest of its run, do we give a fuck about that? no? moving on

in conclusion, if a woman says she thought some female characters in a show you love are stereotypical, that she didnt like wearing high heels on rough ground and mentions that she doesnt really watch the show much anymore and your immediate reaction is to get pissy about feminist rants and say you hate her, i really and truly think you're watching the wrong show. and i wholeheartedly believe things would be better if you kept your bullshit opinions to yourself.

[blueberry-bar]

Info dumping about my two Hachetfield ships I have effort to right for right now‼️‼️‼️ gonna rant abt the other later

Brooke X Sophia

Just hear me out on this one, I’m 99% sure they’re both like 17-18 and they’re both fire lovers.

So they met in lunch detention, and Sophia immediately has a fat crush on Brooke

And Brooke is an oblivious mess but she thought Sophia was pretty and casually compliments her. And ANYTIME that she complimented her Sophia’s face was on fire (heh pun)

They were supposed to go to homecoming together by Sophia got suspended for burning in girl’s bathroom so in revenge Brooke set it on fire again during homecoming.

I need a ship name for the sillies

Richie X Tegan (stupid oc one)

They’re like an obnoxious couple who make out in the hallway like they ARE pda.

Richie is the most unhygienic man ever and Tegan is like “WOAH 🫣🫣��😻😻 HE’S SO FINE!!!”

Richie got with her by ranting about Naruto and he compared her to Misa from death note or something and she thought that was the sweetest thing ever (she has no idea what death note is)

Also if richie survived npmd they’d get to be happy and go to homecoming together <33 I hate bichie but they are funny to write for

[tenpintsofsundrop]

i know that this is such a random question, but...

for the Titans show, do you think all of the cast for the show fit their characters? or do you think there could've been someone else to play their role?

(tbh I love random questions like this omg. I love any chance to discuss Titans at length)

And genuinely, I wouldn't change any of the casting.

It's actually so interesting, because Titans is the first piece of live action DC media that I have gotten really sentimentally attached to. I was always a bigger fan of DC than Marvel because I always enjoyed the Batman films, and I did watch episodes of the Justice League cartoon in passing, or I watched other random animated Batman movies or Justice League movies and really enjoyed them - and I have always enjoyed how DC has so many different styles and tones across each piece of media, rather than the homogeneous boring schlock that Marvel puts out.

Young Justice was the first piece of DC media in general that I got really, really personally attached to, because @nctzenkane is a huge DC fan (and when we first met, it was one of the first things we ever talked about that made me start falling for him) - and he really sparked my interest in certain things and caused me to convert my casual enjoyment of it to a very hardcore nerdom. And him encouragining me to watch Young Justice was definitely the first step in me becoming a full blown DC nerd.

And he also encouraged me to watch Titans - just because Ryan Potter is hot in it - and it's so funny because Jaycen is not even the biggest Titans fan, but I developed such a distinct emotional attachment to it. So in my mind, all of the actors for those characters in Titans - they just are the live action versions. Whenever I am reading fanfiction of those characters, no matter what version the writing is talking about - I always picture the Titans cast in my head.

I know there has been a lot of (idk how to phrase it) controversy? Around Curran Walters as Jason Todd because people think that he's not bulky enough to be Jason and people think he somehow should have shredded and bulked up to become Red Hood?

Honestly, I am fucking relieved that the show didn't pressure him to make major changes to his body just because in the comic books he magically went from a skinny fifteen year old kid to the hulking body of a 6.4" shredded pro wrestler (for those of you who don't know, I have described it as: The Pit makes comic Jason go from looking like Titans Jericho to looking like Titans Hank in five minutes) - like there is already so many gross unrealistic body standards when it comes to men in superhero roles. There doesn't need to be more

And in terms of emotions, and the actual acting, Curran is literally the best fit for Jason possible in my opinion. He brings so much power and depth to Jason's scenes, he makes the character eager and excitable yet worn and jaded at the same time, and he makes Jason's mental illness and struggles so layered and relatable.

One thing about Titans, is that they have some of the most phenomenal actors ever. They might not have the best special effects, or storylines/writing that makes the most sense - but the actors take the material and elevate it so fucking much.

Ryan Potter brought so much depth to Gar (which is something I could rant about for hours), Brenton balances Dick's hardened outer shell and his tender moments so fucking well, Anna makes Kory such a pensive and thoughtful character beyond being just intensely powerful and 'badass' (not to mention, casting a black woman in that role was a risk with whiny fanboys complaining about POC on screen and I am sure she puts up with way too much bullying and hate because of it), and Tegan was so young when she started as Rachel, but she brought an intensity and professionalism that carried Rachel so well (especially during the first season, where her character was the focus) that not many other young actors could have pulled off.

And that is just the core four - I could also go into how Joshua Orpin balances Conner's anger, inner turmoil, and troubled mind with his naive optimism of seeing the world for the first time so well.

And genuinely, I don't think Hawk and Dove could have been played by anyone else than who was cast.

And not only that, but from what we do see of the behind the scenes, it feels like Titans is a true passion project for all of them, and that's why they put so much care into these characters (even if the writers sometimes neglect the details). I think the actors bring so much to the show.

I think possibly my only 'what if' - would have been Tim Drake being an Asian character as originally planned?

And this is absolutely no hate to Jay Lycurgo, I think he did end up being fantastic in the role. He plays the character wonderfully, balancing Tim's bright optimism, gentle fears/insecurities and heroic confidence well.

But I think a visibly Asian character who is clearly connected to their heritage would have been really great to have on screen, and it would have only added to the amazing array of representation in the show. And as far as Asian actors go, I don't know who I would replace him with. (Especially because I think it's interesting when lesser known/up and coming actors play these roles, and all the ones I can think of are popular from other things, or too old to play this role???)

But I do think that it's really cool how he was also in The Batman, so there could be headcanons of him also being Tim Drake in that universe (which I haven't seen anyone mention?)

But overall, I wouldn't change anything fundamental about the cast of Titans. I think they are amazing and I think they did their job so well. They made the show what it truly is for me. They made it close to my heart.

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‘Murder On The Dancefloor’, Chapter Five

Summary:  After the sudden appearance of the culprit once again, the investigation reveals more and more confusing secrets. Just what is happening at the resort? And what is the culprit actually after?

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‘What the devil has happened here?’

Tegan and Nyssa turned.

Crudgeonleigh was stood in the doorway, looking shocked. Tapper and Alexson were stood behind him, both with similar expressions.

‘Good grief!’ exclaimed Alexson, looking around piles of clothing and jewellery on the floor. ‘Someone’s had a rummage through this and no mistake!’

‘Someone was looking for something,’ Swoosh said, wiping exhaustion from her eye with a heavy sigh. ‘Although, whatever it is, they didn’t seem to find it; nothing seems to be missing.’

‘But… look, see here!’ Crudgeonleigh said, brandishing a figure at Tegan and Nyssa. ‘Ever since you two showed up, there’s been nothing but disaster and mayhem around here. I’d quite like to know what you’ve actually been able to discover since you-’

The man stopped talking, as Tegan turned her full ire on him. Presumably, the anger present in her eyes was enough to temporarily stop Crudgeonleigh’s rant.

‘Crudgeonleigh, one person is already dead and my wife almost joined them,’ Tegan said, voice icy. ‘So I suggest you start being honest with us.’

‘I-what-’

‘Now.’

Crudgeonleigh stared at her for a second, before he sank down on the edge of the bed. All the fight went out of him.

‘I… I got into gambling a few years ago,’ he said. ‘Never touched the cards before, but… well, I ended up racking up a ton of debt with various… organisations. I kept paying them back by winning more money, but then I’d waste everything gambling and have to start all over again. I didn’t tell anyone; too worried about how they’d see me.’

Tapper, Alexson and Swoosh stared at him in shock.

‘I was… I was planning on using my shares in the hotel to completely wipe the slate clean,’ Crudgeonleigh continued. ‘No more gambling; I’ve put the habit to bed. And… and then Frederick died…’

Crudgeonleigh’s eyes welled with tears, and he leaned forward, covering his face with his hands as he sobbed.

Alexson, looking shocked and almost at the point of tears himself, laid a hand on the other man’s shoulder.

‘We were all shocked by the murder,’ Tapper said, softly. ‘We… we want to find out who did this.’

‘Agreed,’ said Swoosh.

‘Well, at the moment, you all seem to have motives,’ Nyssa said, still looking a touch shocked from her ordeal earlier. ‘I think that, until we discover anything else, you should all confine yourselves to your rooms. Given the ransacking of Ms Swoosh’s room, I think it could be possible that the murderer is still after something, and seems to have no compunctions about potentially murdering anyone else along the way.’

‘Exactly,’ Tegan said, not removing her arm from around her wife. ‘Go to your rooms and stay there.’

Crudgeonleigh (still wiping his eyes) left, along with Alexson and Tapper. Swoosh began to clean up the mess in her room, and Tegan took that as a cue to leave the room. With her arm still around Nyssa, she led her wife out of Swoosh’s room, with Maximillian a few steps behind them. They heard Swoosh’s door click locked behind them.

Leaving Maximillian in the lift, Tegan and Nyssa returned to their room. As Tegan locked the door behind them, she let out a sigh.

Without thinking, she wrapped her arms around Nyssa, pulling her wife into a gentle hug. The Trakenite sighed softly, nuzzling into Tegan’s shoulder.

The two of them didn’t say anything. Nothing needed to be said.

                                                            *

 ‘Do any of the motives even match the murder?’ Tegan said. It was about an hour later, and the two of them had been sat quietly reading on the bed. Eventually, they had started talking about their investigation again. ‘I mean, all signs from the body indicate that the murder seems to have been accidental. None of the potential suspects seem to have actually wanted him dead.’

Nyssa nodded, brow furrowed in thought.

‘Swoosh just wanted to be out of Finchley’s life,’ Tegan continued. ‘Alexson had so much riding on the resort being a success, Crudgeonleigh was expecting to pay off his debts with his own shares and…’

‘Tapper?’

Tegan frowned.

‘I dunno,’ she said, scratching her chin absentmindedly. ‘Finchley was a bad employee when they were younger but… well, Tapper doesn’t seem to have wished him any ill feeling. I mean, he literally got given a great job and tons of benefits from Finchley; I doubt he’d want to throw that all away just for the revenge of something that happened decades prior.’

Tegan sighed, rubbing her forehead with a hand.

‘You were right, Nys; this whole thing feels like it’s missing several puzzle pieces.’

‘We’ll get there,’ Nyssa said, smiling. ‘Besides, this is our honeymoon. Let’s take our minds off the mystery for a while-’

‘Nyssa, you almost died earlier!’

‘and just go to the pool.’

Tegan gaped at her, mouth falling open at her wife’s suggestion.

‘Are… are you sure? It seems a little hypocritical to ask the board members to be cooped up, and then go off swimming.’

‘Yes, but we’re not suspects in the investigation,’ Nyssa said, with an intelligent grin. ‘And, besides, I feel like I could do with something to take my mind off things.’

‘Only if you’re sure-’

‘Tegan,’ Nyssa said, placing a hand on her wife’s top and fidgeting with the neckline. ‘Stop arguing and get your kit off.’

That got Tegan’s attention. The Australian sat upright, eyes widening in delight.

‘Well, if you say so!’ she exclaimed, happily. She grabbed her wife by the arm and pulled her upright. ‘C’mon, Nys; let’s go!’

‘By any chance,’ Nyssa said, resisting the smile pulling at her lips. ‘Does this sudden enthusiasm also have anything to do with seeing me in a swimming costume?’

A guilty blush spread across Tegan’s face, although she did not stop smiling.

‘Well…’ she said, gesturing vaguely to her wife. ‘Can you blame me?’

Nyssa chuckled, feeling her own cheeks flush a little.

‘No, because I’m looking forward to seeing you in that purple number you bought a few weeks back, in case that wasn’t obvious enough already.’

Tegan grinned.

‘But no sauciness, Tegan Jovanka-Traken,’ Nyssa said, with an attempt at a firm tone. ‘I don’t want a repeat of what happened on that deserted beach in New Zealand.’

‘In my defence, the beach was clothing-optional and you kept saying that my two-piece really showed off my-’

‘Tegan!’

The Australian let out a bark of laughter, before pecking her wife on the cheek. She then grabbed her swimming costume out of the wardrobe, and began to strip off. Nyssa stared for a moment before reluctantly turning and grabbing her own costume. Although she couldn’t resist sneaking a further peek as her wife discarded her trousers. It was their honeymoon, after all.

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 ‘Crikey.’

Nyssa blushed, as she removed her t-shirt, placing it along with her skirt on the back of the recliner. Tegan, determined to be as flagrant as possible, was grinning from ear to ear as she stared at her wife.

‘Oh, stop it,’ Nyssa giggled. ‘Do you have to stare?’

‘Love, I’ve seen you with your kit off more times than I can count and I still get awestruck every time,’ Tegan replied. ‘And -c’mon- it’s not like I haven’t caught you ogling me on occasion.’

‘I don’t ogle you!’

‘Then why do your eyes keep dipping down from my face?’

Nyssa felt her face flush further.

‘I… you’re wearing that low-cut one, it’s not my fault if I get distracted.’

Tegan laughed.

‘Of course it isn’t,’ the Australian grinned, gazing at her wife with unmitigated adoration. ‘C’mon; you think I’m complaining?’

‘My darling, we shared a room together within a day of our first meeting; I don’t think I’ve ever seen you be disinterested about staring at me.’

‘Respectfully, of course.’

‘Of course. That’s how you knew I didn’t have that mole on my chest.’

Tegan laughed, before standing up and pressing a kiss to her wife’s cheek. She then began to remove her own t-shirt and trousers, revealing her own purple swimming costume. Dumping her clothes absentmindedly on her own recliner, the Australian stretched out, raising her arms above her head.

Nyssa grinned, biting her lower lip.

Tegan’s freckles were becoming more pronounced now that it was summer. They seemed to cover every inch of her skin.

Actually, Nyssa knew that they covered inch of her skin, and was very pleased about it. Scientific curiosity had insisted that she check, and Tegan had been very willing to help Nyssa out with it. The results had been rather exciting.

‘Flirt,’ Tegan said, giggling as she noticed her wife’s unabashed staring.

‘Normally, I’m not a hypocrite, but for you, my darling, I’ll make an exception.’

Tegan’s cheeks flushed. Grinning, she looked around.

They had both been surprised to discover that the swimming pool was not, in fact, a single swimming pool. Nyssa supposed a more accurate comparison would be to the bathhouses of Ancient Rome; there were many different smaller rooms, each with their own small pool and several recliners surrounding it. A few shower cubicles were also included, clustered up against the far wall.

Gentle lighting from above illuminated the place in a very comfortable way. It was very… calming.

‘C’mon, let’s go for a swim,’ Tegan said, squeezing Nyssa’s hand. ‘We haven’t been able to properly relax since our first day here.’

‘Our repeated private liaisons don’t qualify?’

Tegan’s flush deepened.

‘That’s different,’ she said, with another giggle. Her eyes travelled up Nyssa’s swimming costume. ‘But, speaking of that…’

‘Tegan, no,’ Nyssa interjected, feeling her own face burn. ‘This is a public place.’

Tegan pouted, before turning and plunging into the pool with a small splash.

‘Shame, really,’ Tegan said, softly as swam across, coming to a stop and then leaning against the far side of the pool, eyes half-closed. ‘We’re the only ones in here. And each pool is it’s own private space, with a lock on the door. But I suppose that-’

There was a click of the door lock, and Tegan looked up. A moment later, Nyssa’s discarded swimming costume hit the tiled floor. Tegan gave an excited squeal at the sight before her.

There was a splash of water. A moment later, Tegan found herself pushed up against the side of the pool, a hand on her shoulder and another already roaming south.

‘Not. A. Word.’

                                                                *

  ‘Well, that was wonderful.’

‘I knew you’d see the fun side of it,’ Tegan replied, smiling as she finished drying off her hair. ‘Is this gonna become a habit for us or-’

‘Shush,’ Nyssa said, but her tone was ruined by the giggle that immediately followed it. ‘We’re in our middle age; we can’t keep getting carried away like a pair of randy twenty-somethings.’

‘Shame, considering we couldn’t do that when we were randy twenty-somethings. God, can you imagine what sort of rooms that the TARDIS could have constructed if we’d asked it to-’

‘Tegan!’

‘Hey, you literally used to wear a low-cut vest top around me all the time; my brain used to go berserk.’

Nyssa felt her face flush crimson. At the time, she had never thought -never dreamed- that she was having that effect on Tegan.

‘Well, I’m sorry for causing you such frustration.’

Tegan smiled, before gently tapping her hip against her wife’s.

‘Don’t be; you’ve always been lovely. Back then, I was simply happy to be around you, love.’

The Australian pressed a gentle kiss to Nyssa’s lips.

‘How,’ Nyssa asked. ‘Can you go from making me blush to saying the sweetest things in ten seconds?’

‘Have you met me, Nys?’ Tegan said, giving a quick wink.

The two settled into companionable silence for a while, each woman thinking quietly to themselves.

‘What about the emerald?’

Nyssa turned, raising an eyebrow. Tegan was staring into space as she brushed her hair.

‘The emerald?’

‘Yeah; the one Swoosh was yelling about,’ Tegan elaborated. ‘It’s been missing since the murder. And the murderer could have been looking for it in Swoosh’s room.’

‘But then why murder Finchley at all?’

Tegan shrugged.

‘Maybe the emerald was the motive? It could be the murderer wanted to cause a distraction and then grab the emerald while everyone was looking at Finchley.’

Nyssa mused on this.

‘That is a good point. Although… remember how you said that we’re missing something about this mystery?’

‘Yeah.’

‘Maybe… maybe the planet itself could help explain it. I mean, most of the board members aren’t locals to the planet, so perhaps there lies the answer.’

‘Does the resort have a library? Maybe there’s a history of the place written down.’

‘I don’t know,’ Nyssa said. ‘But we can certainly find out.’

                                                                *

  They entered the library. Turns out, it did exist, further down the corridor from the fencing gallery on the ground floor. It was a good size, with numerous floor-to-ceiling bookcases, showing off books of virtually every genre.

‘History… scientific history…’ Nyssa said, trailing her finger along the shelves. ‘Solar system history…’

‘Got it,’ Tegan said, before pulling the book out of the shelf. ‘Looks like it was compiled by a local historian.’

The two women sat down at a nearby table, the book opened up in front of them.

Nyssa frowned. Tegan grinned as she watched her wife read; Nyssa had a ridiculously high speed of reading, and it thrilled Tegan no end to see the Trakenite get so invested in research. It was one of the many -many- things that she loved about her wife.

‘It seems as if the tourist industry has only recently begun on Saatera,’ Nyssa said, continuing to speed-read the text. ‘Certainly only within the last few decades.’

‘Let me guess,’ Tegan said. ‘Alexson’s family is behind a lot of it, aren’t they. He mentioned that once. Or fifteen.’

‘Indeed,’ Nyssa replied. ‘There seems to have been a gradual development in local transport links, as well as increased marketing of the place to interstellar cruises.’

‘I take it they’re going for a… “esteemed” type of tourist?’

‘Well, I don’t know about esteemed,’ Nyssa replied, smirking at Tegan’s obvious euphemism. ‘But they do seem to want tourists with a lot of money. Hence why the resort is so elaborate. It’s definitely not catering to the cheaper end of the market, that’s for sure…’

Nyssa trailed off, eyes focusing on a small paragraph.

‘Strange,’ she said. ‘There seems to have been… some sort of comet hitting the planet roughly two thousand years ago, just before Saatera started becoming known to other worlds.’

‘Where did it land?’

‘This exact region,’ Nyssa said, her finger hovering over the text as she read it. ‘Yes… a few hours walk from the resort.’

‘Coincidence?’

The two women exchanged a look. No, it never was, in these circumstances. They had spent enough time poking around in mysteries whilst travelling in the TARDIS to know that random events like this were never unrelated to whatever they happened to be investigating at the time.

‘Definitely not,’ Nyssa said. ‘I suggest we go and have a look now, before the light fades.’

Tegan nodded.

                                                                *

  Tegan pulled back her silk scarf from her head. They had reached the general area that the comet was supposed to have landed in. The two women had been walking for a good hour and a half. Luckily, they had changed into walking boots and other hard-wearing gear before they had left. Tegan had also insisted that they take along food, as well as several powerful torches in case the sun went down before they could locate the crash site.

It hadn’t been the most difficult of walks. Growing up in a rural part of Australia, Tegan was used to long treks through difficult terrain. Nyssa, as always, never seemed especially bothered by the long walk. It almost reminded Tegan of their first day spent together with just the two of them; whilst they had been searching for Castrovalva. Although that planet had been a fair bit cooler than this one.

Nyssa raised the binoculars to her face, and peered out across the valley.

‘There!’

Tegan squinted. It was a deep ravine, covered in grass. But… at the centre…

‘Yes!’ Nyssa exclaimed, pointing. ‘Look, Tegan…’

Nyssa placed the binoculars in her wife’s hands, and Tegan peered through them in the direction Nyssa had pointed out.

Inside a huge cluster of bushes and trees was the unmistakable metal of a spacecraft.

Tegan placed the binoculars back inside the rucksack, and the two women headed down the valley. It took them another ten minutes to reach the crash site.

Tegan began to hack at the bushes with a machete she had been given by Maximillian as they had left the resort. After a few moments, a sizeable hole had been created, through which the two women squeezed.

The spacecraft was rounded but in a similar shape to an egg, with small windows around the outside. A small door was on one side, with a panel next to it.

‘Looks like it’s locked.’

‘Give me a moment…’ Nyssa said, pulling out set of tools from her pocket. Within a few moments, the lock had been hacked, and the door opened.

There was the unmistakable smell stale air-conditioning. The two women nodded at each other, and climbed through the open door.

It was a small capsule inside, barely big enough to fit one person at a time. A small control panel covered most of the wall, with a seat in front of it.

On the control panel, with various wires attached to it, was a strange looking device. It was metal but encased in a sort of leather wrist-watch set-up.

‘Is that…’

‘A vortex manipulator,’ Nyssa said. ‘It looks very burnt-out, by the looks of it.’

‘How did that happen?’

Nyssa pointed at the bundles of wires dangling from the side of the spacecraft interface.

‘I think whoever was piloting this may have tried to use the manipulator to manage where they were steering.’

‘That sounds dangerous.’

‘Agreed,’ Nyssa replied, nodding. ‘No matter how good the pilot, using a vortex manipulator to steer a craft is… well, these things aren’t designed to be linked up to spacecraft. I think the Doctor once referred to it as “cheap and nasty time/space travel”. If the TARDIS is a sports car racing down the mountain, this thing is more like throwing yourself off the mountain with a blanket as a parachute.’

Tegan stared around the craft.

‘Looks like the whole thing’s been preserved. The crater outside has been reclaimed by the plants, but the spacecraft looks like it only just landed.’

‘I think…’ Nyssa said, slowly. ‘That whoever left this here is planning to come back for it.’

‘But… why? The craft doesn’t work; how are they supposed to power it?’

‘It’s not the craft they want power for,’ Nyssa said, slowly. ‘It’s the vortex manipulator.’

Tegan stared down at what Nyssa had just removed from the manipulator. The Trakenite placed it on the floor. It was carved jaggedly and seemed to have been tainted by battery acid years before.

An emerald.

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Thanks for reading, everyone; hope you enjoyed the chapter!

I swear, if Tegan and Nyssa had their way, this fic would be a slightly-saucy rom-com with an investigation happening in the background 🤣😂

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35, 38, E for Tegan? 👀

How do they treat the things their friends come to them excited about? Are they supportive?

Despite how much of an asshole he can be, he would never make fun of something a friend was honestly excited about, even if he doesn't get it. It's one of the few good things about being friends with Tegan, he will sit thru a show he doesn't care about, go to a niche hobby store with someone, let them rant about The Thing. He likes seeing people passionate about little things, and low key wishes he had something like that.

What memory do they revisit the most often?

Aside from the ones in nightmares? It breaks his heart now but he can't stop thinking about that night at Ortega's apartment. So many firsts he's convinced are the last.

Ty for the ask! 💙