what ever you do, don’t imagine amy going home after jake goes to jail. don’t imagine how quiet and empty their apartment feels without him. and how she can’t really remember it ever being just her apartment. it’s like he’s lived there forever. and now suddenly. he isn’t there. don’t imagine her waking up with a lump in her throat because he isn’t in the bed too. don’t imagine her not being able to bring herself to put away his leather jacket which he left hanging on the handle of their cupboard. or her staring at it for minutes on end sometimes. don’t imagine her looking up from her desk at work and almost expecting him to be looking back. don’t imagine her going to visit him at jail for the first time. how she smiles when she sees him, tears sparking in her eyes, but she swallows them down and doesn’t let them fall. not yet. don’t imagine her breaking down in the car after that visit. sobbing, her head on the steering wheel. instead imagine the smile that breaks out across her face when jake is finally released. imagine the sob of joy as jake runs into her arms and she hugs him like there’s no tomorrow. imagine her and jake going home. talking. laughing. hugging. kissing. imagine them together. imagine them happy.
(( Just another fic because I love Kat and I have so much fun Rping with her! <33 Enjoy! ))
After a long night of nightmares and over thinking, I woke up willing to start a new week following the original plans I have discussed with myself the night before. It was already late to go for a run, so I had a quick breakfast in my room, then I put on my swimsuit and sandals, got ready to go for a swim and made my way to the pool, not without taking some candies from my night table drawer, the ones my maids get for me every day.
When I arrived at the pool, I saw someone sitting on a chair with the sun on her face, trying to read a book and looking really confused by it
I put my towel on the chair beside hers and scoffed “Do you ever leave this place or?” The last time I talked to Kat was when we argued in this exact place and we both end up in the pool running our grown dresses. I guessed she spends a lot of time in here.
She lowers her book and rolled her eyes at me “No, I keep waiting for you to come push me in again. I was so charmed by that” She lifted the book again covering her face with it.
“Well, I’m always tempted to push you, not gonna lie” I confessed sucking on my lollipop. I wasn’t on the mood for an argument, so I decided to keep the mood calm, but knowing her I wasn’t sure how much longer will that last. I extended a lollipop to her “Do you want one?”
“You really are a girl scout!” She said leading her head back. I rolled my eyes at her silly joke. I was about to put the lollipop away but before I could she stretched her arm and grab it. After all, bitter people like candies too.
“Maybe I am, but at least scout girls don’t go around pretending to read books!” I laughed mockingly “I bet you still are on the first page of that one” I actually had seen her caring that book for some days now, always making the same face at it; clearly it was giving her hard times. Why was she even tying anyway?
She scoffed “I am almost finished, I’ll have you know… but yes, I did wonder if I wasn’t holding it upside down or something for a second. Shakespeare and I don’t talk the same language” She shook her head in confusion.
This time I had to agree with her, I remember when my brother gave me King Lear to read and I read the first chapter three times before I dropped it. Sometimes I think that Shakespeare didn’t want us to understand his books. “Yeah… I know what you mean, that’s why I don’t even try” I laughed.
“Yeah, I skipped practically all of my literature classes as a kid” She chuckled at the memory. Suddenly a grin appeared in her face, that’s when I knew the next sentence was going to be an annoying one “…So, you treated Dom on a lollipop as well on your date? Must work like a charm. Or maybe the other way around…”
How did we go from her literature classes to my date with Dom so quickly?! Plus, what makes her think I’m going to tell her any details about it? Of course, she’s only asking to irritate me and turns out I can play that game too. “Nah, no lollipops involved … I had a lot of fun, though. He gave me a little tour around the palace, that’s all” I answered smiling. “What about yours? Wait… I’m not sure for which prince I’m asking this” I smirked leaving my towel on my chair and sitting by the pool with my feet inside the warm water
She rolled her eyes annoyed. Even though I haven’t mentioned any name, I knew exactly which name crossed her mind and remained unmentioned “Just Dommy boy, and it was fine” She shrugged uninterested “…Nothing special much, besides me being a great surfer, that is all”
I jumped inside the pool and submerged completely in it resurfacing immediately. The moment, I heard the word surfer I shocked. “YOU, surfed with Dom?!! …” I muttered a WOW “Someone is going to be mad” I didn’t want to be a meddler, but it must be hard to handle that your cousin dated the girl you have feelings for and they did what you love the most.
“I don’t… I mean…” She grunted “Just shut up!”
I smiled and shook my head trying to understand. Even when I think she has the darkest soul and the tiniest heart I was sure she didn’t do it on propose. It must be hard for her as well not being able to date the guy she really wants to be with. She hasn’t even confessed that yet. I know I wanted to annoy her, but I regretted it, so I had to go back to talk about my date to distract her. “Anyway … Dom gave me a tour around the palace in rollerblades” I said chuckling at how crazy the idea sounds every time I say it.
“Rollerblades?” She raised an eyebrow surprised “He was up for that?”
I laughed remembering every detail of our date “Well… it was kind of an unexpected idea, I didn’t plan it” I didn’t want to tell her the tour was because I still get lost at the palace after all these weeks leaving here, that would have been like giving guns to the enemy. “…I’m not sure if he liked it, though… but I had a lot of fun! I smiled
“Hmm… Well that’s… the most important thing, I guess. I think all these girls expect to fall in love with him, just because he’s a Prince.” She acknowledged
I felt uncomfortable at the mention of love and prince in the same sentence. I didn’t want to go back to the nightmare of thoughts I had the night before, so I looked away avoiding the subject. “True … yeah… “So, what about some surf classes?? I know I’m not your favorite but … I can … eventually, pay you for them” I pressed my lips together hoping for a miracle, but I was ready for a negative answer as well
She sighed “I would… you know just for the money, but I don’t really have access to a board right now”. I didn’t know if I should believe that, but I did
“What happened to your board?” I asked curious.
“Still at home. I actually… borrowed boards so far…” She answered looking a little disappointed for the situation. I think it would have been uncomfortable to travel with a surfboard, but still she could have brought it in that way she would be surfing right now instead of trying to read Shakespeare
“How fortunate that there’s a royal surfer, right? because if it wasn’t, you probably wouldn’t be able to … borrowed any boards” I said smirking.
She rolled her eyes again annoyed, picking the book in front of her face again either to ignore my insinuations of Evan. “Whatever”
I laughed. I just founded funny the way she keeps trying to deny her feelings, even when they are so evident and Evan is doing the exact same thing. They are only prolonging the inevitable.
“… is Dom a good surfer, then or? I asked changing the subject.
“Not as good as me, but not bad” She presumed and lowered her book a little looking at me. “So, you could ask him to teach you, then you wouldn’t have to pay”
“Hmmm… I asked you because you are the expert, but yeah… maybe I should ask him” I said thoughtful. That wasn’t a bad idea, it certainly could be another opportunity to … learn that sport.
Kat raised an eyebrow at me “I could be wrong, but… you don’t seem to be very enthusiastic about him, huh?”- That might be because I’m trying hard not to. – My smile disappeared for a second. I thought to myself; and that when it hit me. Was I reacting in the same way that she was? Even though our cases are TOTALLY different, I mean we all know Evan likes her, but I still wonder if she was having the same inside battles… When I talked to her about fears, was I talking from my own experience?
I opened my mouth to say something but I hesitated, I had to be careful with my word, because I couldn’t her with the truth, even if I could she wouldn’t care, but a lie wouldn’t be safe either.
“Well… you don’t seem very enthusiastic about anything at all! Although, I know better… maybe we have the same reasons, maybe WE are not so different after all” I sighed “… or you could be wrong. Choose one” I smiled again, knowing that if I was right about her she wouldn’t dare to confess it to me, but also she would not admit she was mistaken.
She frowned, and thought about my words for some seconds, then she put the book down completely to face me, crossing her arms “That’s cute, you think you know me?” She smirked
“Hmm… I’m just a good observer. And I said may-be” I acknowledged and laid down on the water to swim faced up
“And I say I - don’t – think – so … Most likely”
“I guess time will tell” I said winking at her
She raised her eyebrows at me “Oh you’re winking now? Getting a little overconfident or am I just too charming?”
I laughed remembering I saw the same reaction in Dom several times at our date; after I flirted and before I rocked for him. It was kind of funny “I got that expression a lot around here! am I that … surprising or?”
“No, don’t worry. You’re just weird” Kat smirked again. I already knew that, I even warned everyone about it on my interviews before arriving here, but I have never mind being weird, I would mind being normal.
“Huh, I will take that as a compliment” I said. I jumped out of the pool and start drying my hair and body with my towel to get back inside, otherwise I would be here arguing with her forever.
“Which makes you a weirdo” She picked her book again to continue … reading
“Look who’s talking …” I muttered. Kat and I weren’t exactly friends, but if there’s something I liked about her was that she wasn’t normal either. And she knew it
“I would say I’m quite normal thank you.” … And denies it. “Good hearing too” She lifted the book in front of her face
“Sure, you are” I said smirking. I will let you read now, maybe in 5 years you already finish it” I mocked her.
“If it weren’t for you I would have finished already. So, please, leave” She said making a gesture with her left hand without taking her eyes from the book.
I walked away thinking about the ladies in this competition our personalities could be different at the surface, but maybe deep inside we share thoughts, feelings or survival strategies.
okay so i LOVE mulan okay. as far as i’m concerned it’s a Perfect Movie and doesn’t need any fixing. but i was thinking today and -
- what if mulan didn’t go to war to save her father?
say her father is dead, okay, killed by the previous war. so she’s raised by her mother and grandmother, women who’s complacency and softness has been worn away by necessity. she needs to marry well, for her family’s sake, because her mother has refused the hand of every man who offered. but mulan is even more rough around the edges than before, is educated not only in books (her mother said men wouldn’t find smarts attractive and grandmother pointed out that men aren’t always around and off to school mulan went) but in the sword too, taught to her by her classmate, ping.
mulan is considered in the lower end of the upper class, coming from a family of military men and scholars and successful merchants. ping is near the top, the son or nephew of an advisor to the emperor. his family is very rich and very important, and the reason they become friends is because mulan manages to notice something about him that he’s been hiding from everyone else - he’s going blind.
not totally blind, enough to get around, but blind enough that reading is difficult and swordplay is even worse, although once he has it down he has it. ping is no fool, he’s not weak or bumbling. his eyes just don’t work. so mulan notices and confronts him about it. she promises to keep it a secret, and hey, she’ll even help him with his assignments by reading the books out loud and helping him study. but in return he must teach her the sword, must teach her about military and tactics. he agrees.
ping and mulan become very good friends and there’s some raised eyebrows about it but they are TOO far away in class for it to be inappropriate, so they make tutting sounds and disapproving faces and let it go.
then the draft happens. ping can’t go to war, he won’t survive it. not with his eyesight like it is. so mulan offers him a deal - she’ll go to war for him, in his place. in return, if she survives, he must marry her. if she dies he must take care of her family.
ping can’t make this kind of family decision on his own, so he goes to his mother and tells her everything, about the eyesight and how he’ll die if he goes and mulan’s offer. his mother says he must keep it a secret from his father, but agrees - if mulan fights in her son’s place and survives, a wedding will be arranged. either way, mulan’s family will be taken care of. ping will be sent to live with some cousins in the meanwhile.
“you’re not in love with me, are you?” ping asks, helping mulan saddle her horse in the middle of the night. she scoffs and rolls her eyes, “not even a little. but marrying you will make my family happy, and besides, you’re my best friend,” she says, smiling, “better you than some grabby old man.” he smiles and hugs her and says, “i’m not in love with you either. but don’t die out there. we have a wedding to plan.”
so mulan goes to the camp, pretending to be ping, and she’s a little bit less lost but things still go as they go. she’s educated and trained, so it’s not hard for her to pass as ping. shang is keeping a special eye on her, thinking that she’s the son of an advisor, one of his father’s friends. and he sees how easily she excels, how quick thinking and smart she is, and starts giving her more and more responsibilities. by the time they’re called out, shang considers ping ie mulan to be his right hand man, and possibly his best friend.
he’s also a little bit in love with ping, and he’s long known he’s attracted to both genders, so he watches ping laugh and smile and the crease between his eyes when he frowns and does his best to let his feelings chase away the best soldier he has. every time shang looks at ping his heart clenches and he things to himself: i wish i could have you, i wish this was a time and a place where one man could have another, i wish you were a girl, is wish i was a girl - i wish we could be together. he’s literally a step away from doodling ‘li ping’ with little hearts over his battle plans.
so the battles happen. shang and ping lead their men together, respected and loved. they each get promoted, and promoted, and promoted. it’s been years, and it comes to a point where they’re both generals in their own right. they trust each other, care for each other. and are both secretly in love with the other.
mulan is so conflicted. because she wants this war to end and to go home and settle back into life and become ping’s wife, so she can have an easy life spent studying and learning with her family taken care of. that’s what she’d wanted. but now what she wants is shang, her best friend, her brother in arms, her fellow general. she wishes to be everything to him, aches to be the woman on his arm and in his bed, but knows it’s the one thing she can never be.
then that final battle happens. mulan’s quick thinking saves them all and ends the war - but she’s injured.
shang finds out the ping has been a girl all along. he demands explanations - so she tells him everything, that she traded places with ping to save him, to become his wife.
and the lies should sting the sharpest, but they don’t. she’s still the same person, after all. it’s that she’s promised to another man, for one second he’d thought he might have her, but no. so he agrees not to reveal her but he’s furious and furious at himself for being furious and they’re not the same now, broken and splintered and neither of them know what to do.
the war is over. they leave. mulan returns home, and thanks to her ping is now known as a respected general. she’s done her part and survived, and now she gets her reward - ping’s hand in marriage.
but she sees ping for the first time and flings herself into his arms and starts crying. she tells him everything, because he’s still her friend, her very best friend besides shang, the man whom she lied to and betrayed and loves. and ping listens and takes her by the shoulders and says - i’ll uphold our bargain, if that’s what you want. you can be my pampered wife, you’ve more than earned it. but if you want to go to shang, i won’t blame you. you deserve your happiness.
and mulan goes back and forth, but ultimately she decides she has to try. if shang rejects her she’ll return and marry ping and uphold her family honor. but if shang wants her - he’s not as high up as ping, but he’s high up enough to satisfy her family, and also she would love him and want him if he was no more than a farming peasant so it doesn’t matter much anyway.
she rides to the capitol. she finally meets ping’s father, running into him while looking for shang. “ah mulan,” says this man who was never supposed to know of her until she became his daughter-in-law, “i didn’t expect to see you here. how fortuitous. walk with me.” she does, wary, and that’s how she discovers - he and the emperor had discovered her deception a year in, but at that point she’d already proven herself too skilled and valuable to lose. he tells her that he will uphold his son and wife’s deal and gladly welcome her to his household - but that she’s earned her rank as general, and that he and the emperor have no problem with letting her keep it.
she says thank you, shocked and joyful, but that she has to talk to someone first. “ah, yes, young general li,” he says, eyes twinkling, “i do believe he’s around here somewhere.”
she has no idea how he seems to know everything, but she finally tracks down shang who’s ecstatic to see her and hates himself for it. she confesses - says she loves him, that she’s engaged to ping but willing and able to break this engagement for shang. who is dumbfounded and elated and says yes, of course, finally and forever.
and mulan accepts her rank and marries shang, and they become the literal power battle couple of the general li mulan and general li shang. ping becomes a scholar and marries a very nice young woman who loves reading and is happy to read aloud to her husband with his failing eyes.
Don’t forget Gorillaz fans, Jamie Hewlett exist! He made all you’re favorite band members come to life in the music videos, shorts, ect! He continues drawing them countless times and works day and night to give you new content with the band members! So please appreciate him!!! ❤❤❤
My country is celebrating 100 years of independence this year and we are also achieving marriage equality on the 1st of March. I can’t think of a better way to celebrate our achievements as a nation than celebrating equality and human rights. Congratulations, Finland, may there be many more victories such as this and may your freedom last a thousand years!
(yes, the Finnish flag appears backwards because she’s waving it around)