request: anon: Okay so on twitter there is a john Lauren’s bot and there is one tweet that says “alexander punched the mirror and now his hands r bleeding and i am kissing them better” and me and my friend said that would be a great fic idea and you’re a great writer and I was wondering if you can write it. I would appreciate it so much but you don’t have to if you don’t want to. Thank you if you do and thank you for reading this ask😘
word count: 1119 (finally a decent ish length again)
a/n: I’M SO SORRY I’VE BEEN SO INACTIVE I HAVEN’T POSTED IN OVER A WEEK. i’ll go back to updating regularly soon. maybe. i made this longer and added domestic stuff, hope you enjoy :)
There’s a loud shattering sound and John winces, recognizing the sound of breaking glass. Alex is in the bathroom, and he’s probably broken that little mirror that John doesn’t even know where it came from.
But nope, there’s a loud holler of pain from the bathroom, followed by a string of curse words from Alex. Worried now, John hops up and knocks on the door. “Alex? You okay?”
“No,” Alex growls, his voice filled with pain. “Because Thomas Jefferson exists.”
“Alex, babe, I know Jefferson’s horrid, but why are you hurt? And why is the mirror smashed?”
Alex opens the door and presses a washcloth to his hand, wincing. “Um.”
John peeks past his boyfriend. The large mirror above the sink has been punched, and shards of glass litter the tiled floor. “What the hell?”
Alex half-grins. “Let me explain.”
“What did Jefferson do to make you break our mirror? Good luck explaining this one,” John says, accentuating the words mirror and this.
“He somehow got my number and sent me half a dozen texts while I was washing my hands and my gosh he just makes me so mad, John, you gotta understand! And he goaded me, and wouldn’t shut up and uggggggggh. So, I, uh…”
“Punched the mirror,” John supplies, and Alex nods, unable to meet his boyfriend’s eyes.
John sighs and grabs some bandages to patch up Alex’s bleeding hands. He doesn’t say a word, and neither does Alex, not even when John puts the ointment on and it has to hurt.
“Thanks,” Alex mumbles when John’s finished. John lifts Alex’s knuckles to his mouth and kisses the bandages. Alex breathes in sharply.
“What?” John asks, a teasing glint in his eyes. “Something wrong?”
“You…just…still wanna kiss me after I ruined the bathroom?”
“Not till you clean up the broken glass,” John shoots back, and he leaves the room.
“JOHN LAURENS!” Alex shouts, but John can tell that there’s no real anger behind it. He grins to himself.
Some time later, Alex emerges from the bathroom with the remainder of the mirror in a baggie. “What do we do with this?”
“Put it over there,” John says, waving in the direction of the corner. “Not sure. I’ll Google it later.”
Alex sets the bag down and then sits next to John on the couch. Silence lasts a full six seconds before he bursts. “I’m sorry, John.”
“Sorry for what?” Alex apologizing for anything is rare, and John wants to draw it out, savor the moment.
“For breaking our mirror.”
John nods. “And?…”
Alex looks confused. “And what?”
“No. I am not apologizing for that,” Alex says. John turns away. “No, please no,” he whines. “That asshole doesn’t deserve it.”
“I’m not kissing you till you say you’re sorry for getting mad.” John doesn’t even look at Alex, and he wonders how long it’ll be till the other man cracks.
Alex lasts an impressive seven seconds this time before cracking. “Fine! Fine! Fine! I’m sorry for getting so mad at Jefferson! I won’t even block his number! Fine! Will you kiss me now?”
“Say it in a nicer tone,” John instructs, holding in a laugh. It’s cute how Alex gets so worked up over silly little things like this.
“I’m. Sorry. For. Getting. Really. Mad. At. Jefferson. And. Breaking. The. Bathroom. Mirror.” Alex’s tone is even and measured, and even though he pauses after every word, it’s good enough for John.
“Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all?”
Snow White is playing on the TV. John and Alex’s daughter, Mindy, is captivated by the movie. She’s about three and has recently discovered the exciting world of Disney. Alex shoots John a glance as the evil queen talks to her mirror, and Alex suppresses a giggle.
“Remember that day?” John asks, not taking his eyes off the screen. He tries to be quiet, but Mindy still turns around and gives him a shushing motion. He nods.
“Yeah,” Alex breathes into John’s ear. It tickles. “When I broke the mirror, and you made me apologize.”
“And then the next day I made you apologize to Jefferson. To his face.”
“That scarred me.”
“But then you and him stopped being at each other’s throats twenty-four seven, and I got to hear about things that weren’t Jefferson being terrible. That was nice.”
Alex laughs soundlessly. “I did talk about him a lot.”
“You’d think that you were secretly soulmates or something.”
“Will you guys shut up, please?” Mindy asks, turning with a look of indignance on her face. “I can’t hear.”
“Sorry, sweetie,” Alex says, kissing her forehead. “You wanna restart it?”
“Just back to the mirror scene,” the little girl decides, snuggling in between her dads. “That’s the good part.”
John doesn’t want to laugh, but he does, and Mindy fumbles for the remote, hitting several different buttons before finding pause. “What’s so funny, Daddy?”
“It’s a long story,” Alex explains.
Mindy crosses her arms. “We got time.”
“I see you’ve taught her well,” John mumbles to Alex. Alex grins with half of his mouth.
“So back before we got married, before we adopted you, your daddy had…issues with this one guy he worked with,” John starts.
“He made me so mad,” Alex adds.
“It’s not good to be mad at people, Daddy,” Mindy says. “It makes you mean.”
Three year olds are so pure.
“Anyway, he sent your daddy some texts that made him very mad, and so he punched the mirror in the bathroom and broke it.”
Mindy’s mouth falls open. “Daddy!”
Alex holds his hands up. “Guilty.”
“That’s why the mirror scene is so funny to us,” John finishes.
“Didya get a new mirror?”
“I think so. I hope so,” Alex says, worry creeping into his tone. “Wouldn’t want someone to be renting that apartment and find no mirror.”
Mindy giggles. “Okay, can we watch the movie now?”
“Sure thing, sweetheart.”
Some time later, Mindy’s fallen asleep, and Alex carries her to bed and tucks her in. “Goodnight, kiddo. Sweet dreams. Don’t punch any mirrors.”
“Is that just gonna be a running inside joke now?” John asks. Alex nods and then kisses him briefly. John tries to melt into the kiss, but Alex is already pulling away.
“Where are you going?” John mumbles, uncertain.
“To finish the movie, duh,” Alex shoots back. “We can cuddle on the couch.”
John happily skips after him and settles next to him. Alex hits play and then kisses John, and it’s nice, it’s so nice to be here and in love and raising a daughter and having inside jokes, even if the jokes are about Alex breaking a mirror.
likes are appreciated, reblogs are WONDERFUL, comments make my day
same as last time, everyone’s welcome to join in! be it your first time watching, your twentieth, or you’re just picking up from where you left off five years ago, as long as you’re respectful and follow the rules you are 100% invited
if there’s enough complaints about the time, I’ll change it
How It Works
The marathon starts tomorrow (Tuesday, December 27, 2016) with S01E01 The Day that Everything Changed
30 minutes before 2pm EST (1:30pm EST) I will be posting an announcement post on the official blog into the main #generator rex tag plus the #gr marathon tag. I will also announce it on my twitter and reblog it to this blog. a preshow will run at this time
at 2pm EST, I will reblog the announcement post to say that it’s started
if I cannot host at this time, or if it will be late, I will announce it on the GRM blog and my main blog; this will only go into the #gr marathon tag
~3 hours of Generator Rex (around 6 episodes). if everyone’s willing, we’ll watch 2 more episodes (a total of 8)
once the whole thing’s done, the announcement post will be deleted and the GRM blog will list what episode we watched up to
harassment will not be tolerated.
no spoilers unless it’s been confirmed everyone currently in the room has watched Generator Rex fully before; if you must spoil something, keep it as vague as possible, and if someone joins, you have to ask again
do not use Rabb.it’s voice chat feature (having a separate voice channel is fine)
Everyone set your DVRs! Disney Channel is having a DCOM marathon to celebrate their 100th DCOM, Adventures in Babysitting, premiering June 24th.
The marathon line up is ~amazing~
Friday, May 27:
10:00 a.m. – Kim Possible Movie: So the Drama 11:20 a.m. – Read It and Weep 12:55 p.m. – Wendy Wu: Homecoming Warrior 2:40 p.m. – Jump In! 4:15 p.m. – Lemonade Mouth 6:15 p.m. – Zapped 8:00 p.m. – High School Musical 2 9:55 p.m. – The Cheetah Girls 2 11:45 p.m. – Zenon the Zequel 1:25 a.m. – Halloweentown II: Kalabar’s Revenge 2:55 a.m. – Twitches Too 4:25 a.m. – Alley Cats Strike!
Saturday, May 28:
6:25 a.m. – You Wish! 8:05 a.m. – The Proud Family Movie 9:50 a.m. – Quints 11:25 a.m. – Horse Sense 1:10 p.m. – Cow Belles 2:50 p.m. – Twitches 4:30 p.m. – The Even Stevens Movie 6:15 p.m. – Wizards of Waverly Place: The Movie 8:00 p.m. – Camp Rock 2: The Final Jam 9:50 p.m. – Princess Protection Program 11:30 p.m. – The Cheetah Girls: One World 1:05 a.m. – Zenon: Z3 2:40 a.m. – Halloweentown High 4:20 a.m. – The Thirteenth Year
Sunday, May 29:
6:00 a.m. – Right on Track 7:45 a.m. – Full-Court Miracle 9:35 a.m. – Eddie’s Million Dollar Cook-Off 11:20 a.m. – Brink! 1:10 p.m. – Double Teamed 2:55 p.m. – Rip Girls 4:35 p.m. – Motocrossed 6:20 p.m. – Cloud 9 8:00 p.m. – Teen Beach 2 9:55 p.m. – Bad Hair Day 11:40 p.m. – How to Build a Better Boy 1:20 a.m. – Pixel Perfect 2:55 a.m. – The Other Me 4:30 a.m. – Genius
Monday, May 30:
10:00 a.m. – Stuck in the Suburbs 11:30 a.m. – Halloweentown 1:05 p.m. – Zenon: Girl of the 21st Century 2:55 p.m. – Smart House 4:25 p.m. – High School Musical 6:15 p.m. – Camp Rock 8:00 p.m. – Descendants 10:05 p.m. – Teen Beach Movie 11:55 p.m. – Cadet Kelly 1:50 a.m. – The Cheetah Girls 3:35 a.m. – Johnny Tsunami
Tuesday, May 31, through Friday, June 24: Each day, two DCOMs will be presented at midnight and 2:00 a.m. ET on Disney Channel, leading up to the June 24 premiere of the 100th DCOM, Adventures in Babysitting.
Tuesday, May 31 (Technically Wednesday, June 1): 12:00 a.m. – Return to Halloweentown 02:00 a.m. – Can of Worms
Wednesday, June 1:: 12:00 a.m. – Going to the Mat 02:00 a.m. – Miracle in Lane 2
Thursday, June 2: 12:00 a.m. – The Suite Life Movie 02:00 a.m. – A Ring of Endless Light
Friday, June 3: 12:00 a.m. – Invisible Sister 02:00 a.m. – Now You See It
Saturday, June 4: 12:00 a.m. – Girl vs. Monster 02:00 a.m. – Phantom of the Megaplex
Sunday, June 5: 12:00 a.m. – Tru Confessions 02:00 a.m. – Tiger Cruise
Monday, June 6: 12:00 a.m. – Mom’s Got a Date With a Vampire 02:00 a.m. – Under Wraps
Tuesday, June 7: 12:00 a.m. – Den Brother 02:00 a.m. – Go Figure
Wednesday, June 8: 12:00 a.m. – Avalon High 02:00 a.m. – Jett Jackson: The Movie
Thursday, June 9: 12:00 a.m. – Minutemen 02:00 a.m. – Phineas and Ferb the Movie: Across the 2nd Dimension
Friday, June 10: 12:00 a.m. – The Poof Point 02:00 a.m. – Up, Up and Away
Saturday, June 11: 12:00 a.m. – Life is Ruff 02:00 a.m. – Hounded
Sunday, June 12: 12:00 a.m. – Ready to Run 02:00 a.m. – The Jennie Project
Monday, June 13: 12:00 a.m. – The Scream Team 02:00 a.m. – Don’t Look Under the Bed
Tuesday, June 14: 12:00 a.m. – The Color of Friendship 02:00 a.m. – Buffalo Dreams
Wednesday, June 15: 12:00 a.m – Good Luck Charlie, It’s Christmas! 02:00 a.m. – Hatching Pete
Thursday, June 16: 12:00 a.m. – The Ultimate Christmas Present 02:00 a.m. – ‘Twas the Night
Will woke up cold, darkness surrounding him and knowing that
this eleventh operation was going to be the last before they sent him away.
He turned, wincing and feeling the pain in his face knowing
that when they took the bandages off nothing would have changed again.
The doctor had told him that crying would only aggravate
this condition, his flesh was bad enough already to look at and he was sick of
seeing the pity and horror in people’s eyes when his hood opened just enough to
show the hideousness that was his face.
The doctor came in, he knew the steps by now, and the effort
put into not getting closer almost made him cry but his resolve kept the tears
“Hello, Dr. Sutcliffe,” he said quietly, not turning the
“Hello, Will. I wasn’t thinking I’d see you again so soon.”
Will was shaking with anticipation for the bandages to be
off, but almost just as much for them not to be.
“I can’t take it anymore, living like this…this…monster.”
He heard a deep sigh and a single tear fell down his cheek
as the doctor said, “I’m sorry, the treatments have not worked thus far but we
hope to see results this time Will. I hope and pray we do. But you know this is
the last treatment you’re allowed until we take you to the sanctuary.”
Will nodded, “I know.”
“The people there are just like you, Will, you won’t have to
Will let out a breath and said, “Please just take off the
Dr. Sutcliffe said, “Actually, I have been informed that the
sanctuary is bringing a doctor of their own, just in the case this is just like
the other times.”
Will froze. “I don’t want another doctor.”
Dr Sutcliffe sighed again and put a hand on Will’s covered
arm. No one wanted to touch him, no one had ever touched him, but the doctor
was the only one who even tried to touch his covered body.
“You have no choice. I will return with him shortly, Will.
He is the best in this field, I promise you.”
Will turned the name over in his head, dread filling him at
seeing someone as hideous as him upon waking. His skin itched, he wanted to
tear off the bandages on his face but knew it could make things worse not
When the footsteps returned and he heard the voice, “Hello,
Will,” he shivered, the accent not something he was used to but the doctor
didn’t sound as condescending as Sutcliffe had been.
“Hi. Dr. Lecter?”
A hand touched his own and Will shuddered, almost crying
out. He hadn’t been touched skin to skin since his parents had dropped him off
here at six years old and at thirty one he was aching for comfort. He grabbed
onto him and felt the hand holding his tighten.
“They should never have left you this long. It’s cruel to
punish us for being different.”
Will started to cry, “Oh please, take it off.”
The doctor let go slowly, making Will bite his lip to keep
from whining at the loss. He heard the cutting of scissors and felt light
entering his vision as the bandages were unwrapped.
“Even if this does not work, Will, you should never blame
yourself for being what you were born. I have never seen your face, but I do
not believe you to be the monster they make.”
Will sighed, “Do you wear a hood?”
He heard Dr. Lecter chuckle. “Why? To make them feel better?
If they fear me, that give me power over them that they do not have over me
does it not?”
Will laughed, “I nev…never thought of it that way.”
When the bandages were off and Will felt air on his skin, he
blinked, feeling his vision return slowly. The room started to come into focus
and he cried out, surprised at the sight before him.
The doctor took his hand and held it tightly, staring at
Will in wonder. “Will. Please, call me Hannibal.”
Will smiled, tears on his face. “It didn’t work, did it?”
Hannibal put a hand on his cheek and Will cried out, leaning
into the touch. “I am overjoyed that it did not. I have never seen anyone so
Will broke down, rushing into Hannibal’s arms. “I’m not a
Hannibal hugged him tightly, his hand at Will’s back the
comfort he had never expected to receive with a face that scared everyone else.
“If you a monster, then so am I. Monsters are powerful
things, Will, they snatch up fear and consume it. They take what they need
without regard for anyone or anything else. Remember, beauty is in the eye of
the beholder. We can be beautiful monsters together, Will.”
Will pulled back, smiling even through his tears. “I’d like
that. Oh, I’d really like that.”
Hannibal smiled, taking Will’s hand to his lips. “Come with
me to the Sanctuary?”
Will laughed as Dr. Sutcliffe came in, stopping at the
doorway with two nurses at his back. He smiled at them both, enjoying the looks
of disgust and horror on their faces.
“Will, I’m so sorry.”
Will took Hannibal’s hand in his. “I’m okay now, Doctor. I
finally know what I’m supposed to do.”
I get my Texas Steez from my Dad. He only wears cowboy boots, New Balances, or cycling shoes, ergo a true Renaissance Dad.
I also got my love of watches from my dad. He is Agnelli-like when it comes to throwing people askew. Watch worn upside down on the wrong wrist—he’s a righty, but wears his watch on his right wrist. He has more marathon and cycling tour t-shirts than most people have anything. Yet, completely humble. That’s the West Texas in him.
Dads are a rare commodity. Good dads even rarer. Great dads are like palladium. I’m thankful my dad is the latter. If you don’t have such a figure, find one. If you do, write them a note, give them a call, or give them a hug. Chances are, by the time you realize what you had, they’ll be gone.
Here’s my Mr. Mystery, which saw use at a work party on Saturday, and at the office today. I carried some Stanbucks and was able to reward 3 people for recognizing who I was (they were ridiculously excited), and I think I talked 3 more people into marathoning the show over Thanksgiving break!
johnny marr ran his first marathon while living at a studio with the cribs. he was so wrecked he passed out when he got back but still ran 4 more marathons that week. imagine being a crib and just wanting to record your next album and have a good time but instead you have to deal with johnny marr’s midlife crisis