can I ask for asexual Tony Stark for the trope thing? it would mean a lot to me!
(I’m pretty positive asexuality isn’t a trope but…I want to write ace Tony, so sure. We’ll roll with it. I’m sorry if this bugs you but I wanted to put a ship in here and I chose winteriron for this one. Also, Tony doesn’t know what asexuality is and is kind of hard on himself. I envisioned him figuring it out but it didn’t fit. Maybe down the line).
Tony’s always been great at projecting the playboy act for one reason. It’s an act. He can study how it’s supposed to go, what he’s supposed to say, from TV and movies and even, after a while, the trash magazine articles about him.
At first, Tony thinks everyone’s making it up. This attraction thing. That it’s a…myth, a story, an act of some sort. But after a while, after managing to brush off the weird looks and the explanations, Tony accepts that maybe other people get it.
Which isn’t weird. There’s a lot of things other people get that Tony doesn’t. Like when money is and isn’t an appropriate response and why people get so mad at him so suddenly and when to shut his damn mouth. The list goes on. Tony keeps a running list of the times people have told him he’s failed on this front, and just adds “sexual attraction” to it.
So he fakes it, like he fakes so many other things. He takes home super models and debutantes, actors and heirs and heiresses and, eventually, titans of industry. He comments on all those things people say make them sexually attracted to another person. He makes it public, he lets them call him a pig, because there’s one truth he’s learned.
If you tell a lie, make it the biggest, most public lie possible. Dare people to comment. Almost all of the time, they won’t.
Tony gets good at sex, too, gets, if rumors are to be believed, incredibly good. He supposes his skill is a byproduct of the attention he pays his partners. It’s not that the actual act of sex is awful, just kind of…blah. So he distracts his partners by paying them attention. The better he makes them feel, the less they focus on him.
So Tony has a reputation, and he knows that even if he wanted to, he couldn’t lose it now. he told too big a lie, went too public, they’ll never believe anything but that now.
And Tony…isn’t really sure if he wants the public to know. But the persistent rumors of his love of sex are getting in the way of this attempt at a relationship.
“How come we haven’t had sex?” Bucky asks out of the blue, nuzzled up with Tony on the couch after dinner. They’d gone out, even dressed up a bit, but returned home for dessert, now in pajamas.
The night had been great, until Bucky asked his question.
Tony tenses. Frozen to the spot, really, and Bucky is observant and notices immediately. “Oh,” he says.
He sounds so dejected that Tony gets some life back in him, having to fix this immediately, because he can’t let Bucky think whatever he’s thinking. He can’t let him walk away.
“I don’t like it,” he says.
“You…don’t like it?” Bucky says incredulously.
Tony closes his eyes. Even the guy out of the world for seventy years knows the stories. Get a reputation and then you can never, ever lose it.
“There’s an image, and I’m..I was…responsible for it, and I did some things…it wasn’t all bad, but it’s never been my, uh, cup of tea. So. I faked it.” Tony takes a deep breath. “I can fake it for you too! If you need it. But, uh, you know me? In a way the others never did? So you’ll probably be able to tell and I’m trying this honest communication thing, so here it is. Uh.”
Bucky blinks at him, then grabs Tony’s wrist, the move sudden but the grip gentle. “You…would sleep with me…just to make me happy?”
“Uh..yeah?” Tony says. “I like you happy, you happy makes me pretty happy. And, uh. False advertising and all.”
“You are not a product,” Bucky says firmly. “If you don’t like sex, then we don’t have sex. That’s fine, Tony. Now I know.”
“I still lo…like you a lot,” Tony says, barely catching the almost-slip-up. “I just…I don’t get why people feel that way? I’m sorry.”
“You don’t need to be sorry,” Bucky says, now stroking the underside of Tony’s arm, which is pretty damn distracting. “Just…talk to me. What’s okay?”
“Everything we do?” Tony says. Kissing’s great. The way Bucky holds him, great. “And, uh, the things I say. I think your hot as hell, Bucky. But. The things about, uh, wanting that or whatever? I. Don’t. That’s just how people talk.”
“Right,” Bucky says. His fingers move up Tony’s arm, stroking under the sleeve of his t-shirt. “So…this is good?”
“Very good,” Tony agrees. “You good?”
“Very good,” Bucky mimics. He settles back into the couch, wraps his arm all the way around Tony, and pulls him close.
My boyfriend and I had dinner at a Mexican restaurant tonight (I ate quesadillas! What?) and I’d spent all day working up the courage to have churros for dessert but they didn’t have any left which really threw me off at first but instead of skipping dessert we got cinnamon rolls! They were damn delicious and I’m very proud of myself
We are planning another au wide event! This time we want the characters to switch powers. The way it will work is that the mods will assign numbers to each character who wants to participate then randomly generate the numbers to find out who gets what powers. Then we will make a post letting everyone know what powers they got.
For this to work, we want those who wish to participate to let us know so that we know which characters to put into the number generator. So send us an ask letting us know if you want to join in!
This is a chance to interact with members you may have never interacted with before! We do have some members with similar powers so if they get paired we will roll again. This isn’t a required event and you can choose to stay out of it if you don’t have time, or are busy with other things such as your own events, m!as, etc. The event won’t start for a while since we have to compile who is participating and assign numbers etc. Just let us know if you’re participating asap.
so I saw blondie again today (she’s the girl I’ve been crushing on who also coincidentally helped save my life when I accidentally fell outta my wheelchair and nearly reverse Sylvia Plath-ed myself about a week or so ago…it’s a long story - I blogged about it here lmao)
and so ok we talked for a good five minutes and it turns out she’s a ballerina (!!!!) (why do I always fall for athletic women?) and I was super nervous but I think I kept the conversation going ok and it was kinda the first time I’ve seen her super up close and by the gods kids she is literally beautiful - she’s got these green eyes and they do things to the flutterbies in my stomach lol…
so anyway I then proceeded to make it super awkward probably cuz we were talking outside our apartment and then we kept running (or rolling, in my case, haha) into each other and now she probably thinks i’m a huge creep ughhhh
and now I feel myself falling into one of those old familiar thought spirals where my brain is telling me “she’ll never like u - she’s way outta your league, you might as well give up now” and I’m like fuck you brain I don’t believe in leagues cuz that’s some fucked up patriarchal nonsense - but then I think about those eyes and I wonder if she could ever wanna be my friend let alone like me in that way…and now I’m worried cuz she’s in college and so that probably makes her what, 20, 21 - and I’m 28 so I feel like a creepy old man even though I’m a virgin whose never even been kissed and it’s not that adults 8 years apart can’t go on dates - but we’re at different stages of our lives, you know? And what about maturity level? And what about politics? O god you guys what if she’s a republican o god why do I live in a red state lmao arghhhh
In all seriousness, though this happens to me every time. I feel like I’ve failed before I’ve even begun because I overthink literally every gods damned thing - and this is probably why I’m a 28 year old with no romantic experience
1. Favorite SS song
- tie between Who’s That Woman from Follies and Send In the Clowns from ALNM
3. SS song where the music and lyrics go together best
- Liasons from ALNM
5. Definitive song of the SS canon
- A Little Priest from Sweeney Todd
7. The one SS song you absolutely cannot stand
- It Would Have Been Wonderful from ALNM
9. The SS song you’ll slut-drop to in front of your grandma
- Broadway Baby from Follies
11. The SS song you’ll have your first dance to at your wedding
- One Hand One Heart from West Side Story or Take Me To the World from Evening Primrose
13. SS song to pump iron to
- I Feel Pretty from West Side Story
15. The SS song JARB wishes he’d written
- Probably anything in Merrily We Roll Along
17. Change a word, ruin a lyric
- Ugh I hate this but, “pounding 42nd street to be a hoe”
19. SS song where you think music and lyric don’t go together
- Idk I feel like Happiness from Passion but maybe that’s on purpose. I’m a sucker for lyrical dissonance
21. SS song you’ll use to propose to your significant other
- first of all I have a very specific ABBA song in mind for that occasion already, but were I to use a Sondheim song, I feel either Anthony’s lines in Kiss Me or the title song in Anyone Can Whistle would do
23. SS song you’ll force people to suffer through on a road trip
- Rain on the Roof from Follies
25. The best song from each score
- that’s a lot so I’m just gonna do my best here umm okay
• ALNM: A Weekend In the Country
• Follies: I’m Still Here or the cut song All Things Bright and Beautiful
• Passion: either the Trio or I Read
• Into the Woods: On the Steps of the Palace
• SITPWG: Children and Art
• Gypsy: Rose’s Turn
• Sweeney Todd: the Johanna quartet
• Merrily We Roll Along: Not A Day Goes By
• West Side Story: I love that score so much so for me it’s hard to pick between Tonight, I Have A Love, and Somwhere
• Company: Ladies Who Lunch
• Pacific Overtures: Crysanthemum Tea
• Assassins: Unworthy of Your Love
• Evening Primrose: Take Me To The World
• Anyone Can Whistle: A Parade In Town or the title song
• AFTHOTWTTF: Comedy Tonight
• Road Show: The Best Thing That Has Ever Happened
• Do I Hear A Waltz?: We’re Gonna Be Alright
• The Frogs: Invocation to the Muses
• Saturday Night: So Many People
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride; I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving you but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close. | Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
In many places in the US, the fraught job of clearing out a homeless encampment is given to professionals. In San Francisco, Los Angeles and New York, for example, the job often falls to city employees in public works or sanitation departments, who might get paid upwards of $16 an hour.
But in Portland, which prides itself on being a paragon of progressive politics, inmates at the county jail get $1 a day – enough to buy a Butterfinger at the commissary – to do the work.
Some of the inmates sifting through or dismantling homeless dwellings were previously homeless themselves, making for a bizarre merry-go-round. The job can make it feel as if their worlds are colliding.
Jeff Nelson was homeless for 13 years and on an inmate work crew for six months. He remembers dealing with a well-tended tent in Portland’s Hollywood neighborhood – like one he might have lived in himself.
“You looked in there, and the bed was all made, and family pictures, and that was someone’s home,” he said. “And they made us take that down, and throw it in the fucking trash. And it’s like, what are you doing?”
He added: “It’s just straight up bullshit, but that’s the way the system rolls, and we have no choice [but] to roll with the system.”
I think that this the true nature of Taylor Swift, what we’re seeing on the stand today. Like, there’s a precision to her language, she’s not backing down [….] I would venture to say that this is the closest to the true essence of who Taylor Swift is than we’ve seen before. I’m beginning to think that when we see her […] in entertainment interviews, that sort of seems like a facade. This seems like the real boss-ass b—- that’s running her business and not taking any shit from anyone.
E News, on Taylor’s testimony today (x). The true irony of this quote, to me, is that this version Taylor has been here all along, and she’s never minced words or pretended it wasn’t and they’ve created this caricature of her to differ from that, but it’s a good compliment nonetheless so we’ll roll with it.
We’re a group of level 2s going into a cave to fight a dragon, who turns out to be a red wyrmling. I’m a High Elf Gunslinger and we also have a Goliath Barbarian, a Fire Genasi Mystic, and an Aarakocra Wizard. We roll for initiative, and the four of us all get to go before the wyrmling does. (I’ve condensed down our calculations and process of rolling.)
Gunslinger: I put my Sniper’s Mark on him, so I have advantage on my roll to hit. I fire at him with my rifle, and I use Sharpshooter, so I do +10 damage if I hit. (successfully hits, rolls damage) 1d10, plus 10, plus my Dex bonus… 25 damage!
Barbarian: My character has a bad history with dragons, so he just takes a shot with his bow… (hits) 7 damage.
Mystic: I use Animate Weapon on my spear, and I’m going to use 3 psi points on it. (hits) 1d6 for the spear, plus my spell attack bonus, plus 1d10 per psi point… 32 damage!
Wizard: I’m going to cast Witch Bolt, at second level. (rolls nat 20) Yes! That’s a crit, because it was second level, I roll 2d12, and I roll them twice because it’s a crit… 27 damage! And since it’s its turn next, I get to roll again for more damage since I’m still connected…