i. my mother tells me:
every time you’re nervous,
say you’re excited, it’ll help
and i said:
okay, i’m willing to try anything
ii. when you look at me i feel
little arrows shooting through me,
a falcon wing, a feather quill, a
poem writing itself on the back of my skull
iii. what if when i talk to you
all that comes out of my mouth
is a jumble of letters,
a mumble or worse talking too much or
not enough or what if i accidentally say the wrong thing
and we never talk again or what if
iv. i’m excited i’m excited i’m excited excitedexcitedexcited
v. good morning how are you, good morning
you’re so pretty i get flustered when you speak,
good morning i love those freckles and
the dimples of your cheeks, good morning that sounded
really creepy, good morning my name is, good morning,
hey, how ya doin, yo, oh my god i’d never say yo what is this
the 90’s, i’m trying to hard aren’t i, i’m not trying enough
maybe, okay again try again - good morning
Oh, I get it! He's possibly your son who you are waiting for the dna test to come back right?
What!? NO!! He isn't me dad!
*places his hand on Oscar's shoulder.* It's okay. I know it must be difficult to accept someone like Qrow to be your father.
I'M/HE'S NOT HIS/MY FATHER! I JUST MEET HIM!
Uh, Then why are you hanging with a kid?
He's... a student of Ozpin's. Ozpin told me if he ever died I was to give him his cane and continue his training.
*whispers* Nice cover.
Agreed. Qrow always was good at think on his-
OH THANK GOD! *Qrow, Oscar, and team jn_r all turn to stare with raised eyebrow at a little to happy Ruby, who notices this and starts to blush.* I, uh... I'm just... glad that Oscar isn't, uh, rela-IIIIII mean A LONG LOST SON! Yeah that's it! Hehe...hehe...
*Starts blushing as well.* Uh , Y-yeah... It would be unfortunate if we were relat-LONG Long lost relative.
*looks between the two before pointing to Oscar* No. *then points to Ruby.* No! *Points back to Oscar.* HEEEEELL No!
Oscar I know your hormones are hard to control but you can NOT date one of my students.
Okay this is the official presentation for my fic (even though I’ve linked it like 5000 times already), but it’s finally finished and I’m shamelessly posting it again because it is 55 THOUSAND WORDS, OKAY? I thought it was gonna be maybe 20k. I’m dead. The next longest fic I’ve ever published is only 7k okay bye.
(Sorry in advance for the ridiculously long summary ahead; I’m not even gonna pretend that I’m not using everything in my arsenal to convince you guys to go read it.)
title:When the Levee Breaks rating: explicit word count: 55k summary: Season 14 is the last season of Supernatural. The show is ending at 300 episodes, and Jared and Jensen have big plans for their future…plans that don’t involve wives or bearding or lying to everyone… But even the best-laid plans go awry…It all comes to a head at the series wrap party, and Jensen has to figure out a way to help Jared pick up the pieces, making sure he himself doesn’t fall apart in the process. notes: I had this core idea for a j2 story and it just exploded into something way bigger and slightly different (and much better, in my opinion) than what I was imagining. But I’m really happy with it, especially because I feel like the fandom is always a little sparse with my always favorites: j2 non-au fics (sparse compared to au and other pairings), so I’m really happy to be able to add to that.
excerpt 1: Jensen waited a few minutes. He didn’t mind waiting until Jared was ready, now that he knew Jared was going to talk. One hand was tangled in Jared’s hair, scratching softly at his scalp. The other was gripping Jared’s hand, fingers laced together like he never wanted to let go. When he heard Jared take a deep breath, he knew it was time.
“It feels like I’m on this edge, and I could fall backwards or forwards. If I go back, I’ll feel better; if I fall forwards, I’m—I’ll break. But I can’t move, it’s like I’m stuck in limbo, and it’s getting to the point that I think even falling forwards, even if I have to break apart to do it, would still be easier than staying on this edge indefinitely. I feel like—like I’m slowly going crazy, like everything is boiling right at the surface but I can’t do anything. I’m stuck. I just want to come down.”
Jared poured his thoughts out and Jensen collected them quietly, rolling them around in his head, trying to sort through and organize and make sense of what Jared was saying. He didn’t get it completely, but he was finally able to understand something. He could work with that.
excerpt 2: Jensen was pacing nervously at the foot of the extra- large California king hotel bed. Jared was sprawled lazily across it, his eyes following Jensen. His expression was one of almost boredom but Jensen knew Jared was just putting up a front to hide his concern; whether the concern was over the convention or Jensen’s behavior, he wasn’t too sure. Maybe a bit of both?
“How are you so calm?” Jensen snapped, not bothering to look at Jared. He could feel Jared raise his eyebrows in minor irritation. “Sorry,” he apologized after a minute, then sagged onto the edge of the bed. Jared was behind him immediately, pulling Jensen back against his shirtless chest.
(“It’s fucking hot!” Jared had explained when he’d discarded the shirt earlier. “Babe, we’re staying at a four-star hotel with four-star AC,” Jensen had pointed out. “Fine. Maybe I just know you’re gonna get nervous and start to freak out and I’m using my body to try and distract you!” Jensen hadn’t replied, as he’d been too distracted staring at Jared’s half-naked body.)
Hahaha okay so not sure who suggested it but somehow on the stream everyone came up with the idea of a Fatalpuff, which is like a Jigglypuff, and when he gets mad he scribbles angrily all over other characters faces XD
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Jeremy could tell something was off with Michael from the beginning. His usual carefree attitude is gone and replaced with a tenseness unusual for him. What bothers him most was that he didn’t have a clue of what could be causing it.
The night had started off normal. He had gone to bed after hanging out at Michael’s for a while after school. Just as he was about to fall asleep around midnight, he heard his phone softly ping in the darkness. He had been half tempted to just ignore it until morning, but fortunately he made himself sit up and look at the text message he had received.
Hey im outside ur house lets go for a night drive pls
And, okay, that in itself isn’t unusual. This isn’t the first time Michael has shown up unannounced at his house, but he could feel that something is different this time. Maybe it’s the “pls” at the end. Maybe he’s just thinking too much into it. There’s probably nothing wrong and Michael just couldn’t sleep and wanted to hang out with Jeremy some more. Yeah, that’s probably it.
He’s brought back from his thoughts when the car stops. They have reached an empty intersection, the stop sign glinting from the headlights. Michael is staring straight ahead, hands coming from the steering wheel to rest on his lap.
“Uh, Michael, what’s up? Why aren’t we moving? There’s no other cars…” Jeremy stutters out somewhat nervously, his worry increasing.
Michael continues staring in front of him as he says, “There’s just been something…. Just… buddy, I -” He stops suddenly.
“Michael, please, tell me. I’m wor -” He’s cut off by Michael abruptly turning towards him.
“Jeremy, I’m gonna do something. And it’s a pretty big something, like monumental, okay. I just…” He looks determined, though his voice wavers as he says, “I need to do this.”
“Um, okay. But what…?” Jeremy trails off when a warm hand comes up to rest on his cheek. Michael’s thumb traces lightly under his eye as he smiles softly, nervously.
“Just stop me if I'm… doing anything wrong, okay?”
And, oh God, Jeremy is blushing so hard that Michael surely can feel it. His heart is beating rapidly as Michael leans closer and closer. Is he really going to…?
His question is answered when lips meet his own.
It’s chaste and quick and hardly to write home about, but it was so much more to Jeremy and he could only imagine what Michael must be feeling right now. Even after Michael is leaning back with his hand gone from Jeremy’s cheek, he swears he can still feel the warmth and softness of it all. He’s still blushing profusely and he can see that Michael is too.
Michael becomes more and more tense and nervous as Jeremy continues to just sit there and stare at him, mouth slightly agape and eyes wide.
“Jeremy? I — I’m sorry; I just… You’re so… amazing? And cute and funny and I love everything about you and I love spending time with you so much and I… I’m sorry if I just ruined everything or something, I dunno, I just…” He shrugs helplessly at the end.
Jeremy finally snaps from his stupor and rushes to lean over the center console and place his hands on the sides of Michael’s face.
“Dude, that’s so gay.” Jeremy says because he can’t think of anything else to say that wouldn’t make him stutter and blush even more. He begins to regret those words until he sees Michael starting to grin widely and laugh. Jeremy leans back over to the passenger side and begins to laugh as well. Michael laughs louder as he hears Jeremy joining him and -
Jeremy stops as he takes in the sight. Michael’s eyes are closed and his head is tilted back — Jeremy can clearly see the line of his Adam’s apple from the streetlight shining through the driver side’s window — and this all causes Jeremy to swallow nervously but with a slight giddy feeling. He can’t believe someone as attractive and amazing as Michael likes him. Awkward, stutter-y Jeremy. He almost feels overwhelmed. Maybe this is all just a dream; maybe he had never checked his phone after all.
“Is this a dream?”
Michael looks at him, laughing subsiding but a smile is still there. He takes Jeremy’s hand in his own and kisses him again, harder and longer this time. Thankfully, he pulls back before Jeremy can feel embarrassed about the moan that was trying to push its way pass his lips.
“Did that feel like a dream?” Michael is smirking now, hand still clasped with Jeremy’s.
Jeremy blushes as he shakes his head vigorously. “Not at all.”
Michael laughs softly as leans over.
“Good,” he says, before kissing him once again.
They’re sitting in the car outside Jeremy’s house now.
Michael looks a little disappointed as he says, “Well, I’ll see you tomorrow, yeah?” He still smiles slightly, though.
Jeremy wonders why this all feels so awkward because it’s just Michael, his best friend, so why does it feel like he can’t think of the right thing to say? Then he remembers why it’s awkward because things are different now. It makes him wonder what Michael is to him now. What are they? Are they… boyfriends?
“What are we?” Jeremy blurts out, face already a deep shade of red.
“Well, uh, what do you want to be? Do you wanna, like, go on a, you know, a date first?”
Jeremy lets out a breathy laugh as he nods. “Yeah, yeah, let’s, uh, do that.”
“Okay, okay, cool.”
“Sooooo…” Jeremy starts but stops when Michael starts laughing. “What? What? Why are you laughing?”
“Because, buddy, best friend, light of my life (Jeremy blushes at that), you are so hopelessly awkward.”
Jeremy sputters, “Wha — Hey! You aren’t any better right now! And can you blame me?” He mumbles the last part.
Michael puts up his hands in mock surrender. “No, no, you’re right.”
Jeremy intertwines his hands with Michael’s before he can think about it too much. Michael grins and Jeremy smiles nervously back.
“Do you wanna come inside for a bit?” Jeremy asks.
Moonlight streams through the window of Jeremy’s room. It casts a pale glow on the two of them lying together on Jeremy’s bed. They’re facing each other, curled up and hands together. Both are on the verge of sleep, eyes heavy and breathing slow.
“I think it’s safe to say that we’re boyfriends.” Michael says softly.
“Yeah, but ‘m still expectin’ that date…” Jeremy responds sleepily, shifting closer to him.
Michael smiles, eyes lit up with adoration. “Of course, Jer, of course.”
Dear Evan Hansen We've been way too out of touch Things have been crazy and it sucks that we don't talk that much But I should tell you that I think of you each night I rub my nipples and start moaning with delightWhy would you write thatI'm just trying to tell the truth You know what? If you aren't going to take this seriously... Okay you need to calm yourself! This has to be perfect, okay? The emails have to prove that we were actually friends They've got to be completely realistic There is nothing unrealistic about the love that one man feels for another Let's go back In fact, it's something quite beautiful Let's go back, Jared! I've gotta tell you life without you has been hard. Hard?Has been bad bad? Has been rough Lame! And I miss talking about life and other stuff Very specific Shut up 1like my parents Who says that? I love my parents But each day's another fight If I stop smoking drugs then everything might be alright smoking drugs just fix it! This isn't realistic at all! It doesn't even sound like Connor! Well I want to show that I was a good friend Y'know? That I was trying to help him Oh my God if I stop smoking crack Crack?! If I stop smoking pot then everything might be alright I'll take your advice I'll try to be more nice I'll turn it around Wait and see It’s all that it takes Is a little reinvention It’s easy to change if you give it your attention All you gotta do is just believe you can be who you want to be Sincerely, me Are we done yet? Well I mean I can't just show them one email Okay, please stop hyperventilating I'm not hyperventilating You're having considerable trouble breathing I'm having no trouble breathing Do you need a paper bag to breath into? I'm not hyperventilating! Dear Connor Murphy Yes I've also missed our talks Stop doing drugs Just try to take deep breaths and go on walksNo I'm sending pictures of the most amazing treesNo! You'll be obsessed with all my forest expertise Absolutely not Dude, I'm proud of you Just keep pushing through You're turning around
I can see Just wait and see It’s all that it takes Is a little reinvention It’s easy to change if you give it your attention All you gotta do is just believe you can be who you want to be Sincerely, me My sister's hot What the hell? My bad Dear Evan Hansen Thanks for every note you send Dear Connor Murphy I'm just glad to be your friend Our friendship goes beyond Your average kind of bond But not because we're gay No, not because we're gay We're close, but not that way The only man that I love is my dad