I was listening to Alestorm and just had a random daydream in which Nino and Alya are rival pirates who happen to attack the same ship(on which you also happened to be). Then they start arguing over who gets to keep you, as if they were two parents arguing over custody. What do you think they'd offer you to chose between them?
oh my god.
Nino: “My ship is rad as hell and we can hang out and I wont even treat you like a prisoner you can just chill on the ship i’ll let you USE THE WHEEL THING”
Alya: “I have so much swag from raids, you can have literally any of it, and we can steal some other stuff if you want dont listen to this guy, he doesnt know anything about being a pirate he’s lucky he’s even alive”
Nino: “I’LL LET YOU DRIVE. OR SAIL, OR WHATEVER. WE CAN DO THE TITANIC THING”
I hopped in my friends studio & made some music about my crush (let’s call her M) & my roommate (she’s a film major) & I are going to be making a music video for the song Iade
& I asked M if she wanted to be the muse (I didn’t tell her the song was about her though like that would’ve been weird probably lmao)
& not only was she down
But she said she wanted to hang out with me & get to know me & idk I’m still wildin’ over the fact that she was like I wanna hang out with u before we even do anything music related & she is like. sTILL TALKING TO ME & sending me hearts and smileys like.
& she gave me her number
But the bad news for today, I had to work another closing shift at work, lost my piercing ball AFTER JUST FINDING IT LAST NIGHT, fucked up at the register to the point that I could’ve gotten FIRED, and left my headphones somewhere there :/
But talking to M still trumps all of the above lol
✿; Alright guys, just gonna announce a little thread drop here! I have untracked all threads pertaining to the RNA group verse. I haven’t been feeling it and quite frankly, I’m buried underneath other threads that I actually have the muse for, so I’m gonna go ahead and clean those from my tracker.
I’ve been coding a new page where I will be chronicling all of my threads (instead of putting them all in my tags page, yikes) so that’s been eating up my time. As I go, I’m sorta sweeping up some super old threads and starters that were never responded to and archiving them for the time being.
But yeah! That’s that! Gonna go ahead and call it a night with this, so goodnight everyone!
McKirk AU in which they are both huge art nerds and meet at an art museum
Jim likes to sit quietly on one of the comfortable benches that overlooks this giant 20th century painting. His life is so busy as it is, and Jim is so easily distracted; his mind easily moving from one thing to the next. Except in the art museum in DC. He can just sit with his notebook, quietly redrawing the paintings. He’s not necessarily good at it at all, but at least no one bothers him. That, and the museum is also a great place to pick up people.
But Leonard draws his peace to a quick end. He just walks in with a big fake smile, surrounded by tourists. He talks about the origin of the paintings in the room, blissful southern tone to his voice. It instantly catches Jim’s attention. He’s no longer paying attention to his own drawing. Instead, he’s listening to the guy. He follows the group of visitors and tourists, mostly because he’s interested in whatever else this guy - Leonard, according to his name tag - has to say about the numerous paintings around. He answers all of the questions too, even the real stupid ones.
“You’re not a paying customer,” Leonard tells Jim, and Jim grins a little. “I have a museum pass, I don’t need to pay.” “You need to pay for guided tours,” Leonard points out, “I saw you were sitting near the Experience America exhibition before you joined us.” Jim’s lips tug into a grin. “So you paid attention to me?” Leonard huffs. “Maybe,” he replies, and Jim quirks up his eyebrows, lips tugging into a smirk. “Well, then maybe you should let me pay you a drink.”
Their first date is in the museum cafe. They drink a coffee; Jim explains he’s just there to draw and relax. During the day he’s in college, and at night he’s working in a bar. Saturdays in the museum is like his hour long sanctuary. Leonard’s working there only part time. He’s only just moved into the city. Total art nerd, with a hobby gone way out of hand, and he’s given up his medical career to focus on art instead.
Their second date, Jim takes him to a different museum. Turns out, Leonard wasn’t exaggerating when he said he knew a lot about art and art history, because Leonard ends up lecturing him on Dali. He uses that same, thick southern accent when he talks to Jim. Jim falls in love with that accent before he even realizes he’s falling for that guy, too.
They go out to a game, and both enjoy a stadium hot dog while yelling for no team in particular. Despite that, they do end up in that art museum again. Jim sits on his usual bench, overlooking the giant painting, and he’s just sketching while listening to Leonard talk about the new exhibition that’s opening soon. And Jim leans in to kiss him - totally distracted again, as usual, because kissing Leonard is much nicer than that large painting he’s trying to redraw. Kissing Leonard surprises the two of them, but Jim only leans in for more and Leonard doesn’t mind at all.
And Leonard drags him into the museum bathroom, pushing him up against the wall while Jim’s wraps both his arms around Leonard’s shoulders. "In the bathroom, really?“ Jim laughs, breathless against Leonard’s lips, but he’s definitely not stopping Leonard when his hands slide under his shirt. His fingers trail down over Jim’s chest and his stomach, ready to push the Jim’s pants down.
Jim certainly visits Leonard in the museum more often. He still hasn’t paid for one of Leonard’s guided tours, but he’s somehow on almost all of them. He counters Leonard with tricky questions, and Leonard counters him with clever answers.
As much of a genius Jim is, he definitely struggles concentrating sometimes. And so Leonard helps him study. As distracting as Leonard is himself, he has this system that means a lot of making out after every successful chapter and test exam.
Jim finds himself not even really being interested in other people. He doesn’t need to; he’s got his fill for attention and affection from just one person, and that’s just such a foreign concept to Jim, but somehow this feels good. Comfortable. That doesn’t mean that he’s not a little intimidated when Leonard asks if he wants to join him to Amsterdam because he wants to visit the Van Gogh- and the Rijksmuseum. Holidays together is serious thing, and Jim’s never been serious. It’s terrifying, and Jim doesn’t even know how to respond. “You can say no,” Leonard says, and Jim frowns a little. “No, I’d love to go, but I’m thinking-” “Too much too fast?” Leonard asks, and Jim hates justh ow well Leonard can read his mind. “It’s okay,” Leonard says, “I know about your emotional constipation.” “Hey,” Jim huffs, but he smiles - even more so when Leonard still kisses him, and doesn’t hold anything against him.
But when Leonard is gone, Jim is miserable. Because Jim is alone, and Leonard is traveling to Amsterdam, Brussels, and Paris, to visit the continent’s rich history in arts. Definitely something Jim wants to experience, and definitely together with Leonard. “You are such an idiot,” Uhura points out with a smirk, as Jim sits next to her on the couch and quietly munching on popcorn. “What, since when?” “Since you’re sitting here watching stupid movies,” Uhura replies, “while you’re boyfriend’s off to exciting cities.” “He’s not my boyfriend.” “Jim.” “What? He’s not. Is he? You think he is?” Uhura rolls her eyes and doesn’t reply, letting Jim think this over a little longer. “I can’t just go to Amsterdam,” Jim argues eventually.
An insane number of people on bikes just ride through traffic and that looks both terrifying and thrilling enough for Jim to want to try that out at least once. He’s tracking Leonard’s phone past cozy canals with houseboats; the sweet smell of weed on street corners surprisingly pleasant. And he finds Leonard outside the Van Gogh museum, surprising him by suddenly showing up next to him and kissing his cheek, which mostly ends up with Jim getting punched in the face by a startled Leonard. “Jim,” Leonard says, grabbing Jim’s arms and holding on to him. “What are you doing here?” “I came here to go to these museums with you,” Jim says, rubbing his cheek.
And Leonard leans in to kiss him, arms sliding around his waist. “How long are you staying?” Leonard asks, and Jim grins. “At least a week.” “Alright, let’s go,” Leonard says, dragging him away from the museum queue. “What about Van Gogh?” Jim asks, following Leonard. “Van Gogh will be there tomorrow. I missed you more than a few paintings.” Leonard says, and Jim laughs, pulling Leonard in for another kiss. “Let’s Gogh.”
OKAY GUYS, im in the mood to whip up, YET ANOTHER, fanfiction!
if you genuinely liked my previous fic, or paid any attention to it at all, be prepared for another one, with all the lovely smut and fluff involved.
even if my shitty fics get lost in the void or shit on, i think someone out there will enjoy it, hopefully!
OH and GENUINELY sorry for the repetitive hashtags, im just trynna get my blog out in the open and noticed ☺️
do you ever think about how legendary pokemon might be their equivalent of cryptids in the pokemon world like ‘okay sure trainer you say you got a picture of a moltres but that just looks like you lit a rubber chicken on fire, that’s probably a hoax.’ ‘everyone knows that mewtwo is just a dude in a suit.’ ‘my grandmother’s aron got taken by deoxys my aunt got it on video’
lmao can someone pls remind the mcu fandom that tony stark is literally just. an engineer and the Avengers’ self-appointed PR guy? He’s their tech support? He keeps people off their backs because they don’t actually have any kind of….organization whatsoever there’s no chain of command short of “follow steve” there’s no contact info aside from “call someone’s cell phone and hope for the best” they’re a mess their emergency government liaison is a guy who spends most of his time building robot suits into every mode of transportation he can think of so that he doesn’t spontaneously combust out of sheer anxiety
Like, he’s not even the CEO of anything anymore, he’s not an active duty Avenger, he’s not a government official, he’s definitely not influencing the collective wills and opinions of the governments and populations of 117 countries, he’s not influencing the United Nations, he’s not higher in the chain of command than the Secretary of State,he didn’t come up with the Accords, he’s not forcing the Avengers to do anything, he’s literally just trying to cooperate with the United Nations and trying to get the rest of the team to also cooperate with the United Nations in order to stop Bad Shit™ from being done to his team