I’M. SO. EXCITED. I LOVE THIS. SO PERFECT. I WOULD LOVE MORE. NO PRESSURE. BUT SO PERFECT. ASDFGHJ
I wrote this for you, after you made that post of your StS headcanon. It’s a mess, but here it is!
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I’M. SO. EXCITED. I LOVE THIS. SO PERFECT. I WOULD LOVE MORE. NO PRESSURE. BUT SO PERFECT. ASDFGHJ
I wrote this for you, after you made that post of your StS headcanon. It’s a mess, but here it is!
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Can I put my prompt in NHB verse? If so: John dies in Banes arms when he gets shot.
Shit anon you don’t mess around
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Barsad is not sure what he is witnessing. He only left the captive alone for a second. Now John Blake is bleeding to death under his hands. There was nothing Barsad could do—he couldn’t move John, couldn’t do anything but staunch the flow of blood with both hands and wait for Bane to arrive.
Now Bane is here, and Barsad has never seen him like this. Bane’s chest is heaving, his eyes are wild, but he hovers over John with the sort of gentleness he normally reserves for Talia alone. Barsad can hear him murmuring under his breath to himself in disbelief, his eyes raking over John’s body.
“Bane—” John gasps, grabbing at Bane’s sleeve. Bane’s eyebrows draw together with rare concern.
“Will he live?” he shoots at Barsad roughly.
“I’m trying,” Barsad says tersely.
“Bane,” John says again, eyes glittering.
What happens next, Barsad would not believe if he weren’t seeing it with his own eyes. Bane sits and hauls John into his lap, arms wrapped around John’s chest. John gasps, and Barsad has to lurch forward to keep putting pressure on the wound. Blood wells thickly out from between his fingers and there’s a large crimson stain on the concrete.
An exit wound. Bad news.
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I love all your work, but especially No Holds Barred. Is there any way you could share a teeny tiny snippet from what you're working on in TPG, even a sentence? It would make my week of moving across the country and subsequently freaking out much better! I understand if not. :)
Of course! I’m sorry this is late, anon. I had to wait till my lappy was repaired. This chunk is all I have of more TPG. I hope your move is going well. :)
John teases Bane in bed. He likes to suck at him, hold just the tip of Bane’s cock in his throat, just enough that he isn’t choking himself. He loves how Bane rumbles in response, practically quivering under John’s hands with the effort not to thrust up into John’s mouth. It gives John the sense that he’s straddling a wild animal, some powerful beast that he’s somehow managed to tame.
Bane toys with strands of John’s hair, lifting them between his fingers. At last, he guides John’s head up. His voice is flat and grating, hardly human: John’s been doing this to him for nearly half an hour, licking and toying with him, playing with his foreskin and his balls and making Bane watch.
“Enough teasing.”
John slides off and grins at him. “Oh, now you wanna come?”
Bane grunts, obviously annoyed, because they both know it and he won’t admit it: he can’t come. Not while the mask is on, numbing him to John’s touch. John skates his fingers up Bane’s ribs, ducks his head and nuzzles at his belly. He has time to press one kiss there before Bane impatiently grabs him and hauls him up to his chest, manhandling him like John weighs nothing. John gives a low oof.
“You are testing my patience, little bird,” Bane rumbles warningly.
Barsad and Blake, NHB/TPG, "Oh fuck, oh FUCK."
Hehe, sneaky. Okay, tackling a few of the angst meme prompts! This one takes place in the alternate verse where Barsad/Blake is a thing secondary to Bane/Blake and it’s up to you whether Bane knows about it or not.
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I wrote you all 3000 words of Barblake! Inspired by an angst meme prompt I received for Barsad/Blake: “Look at me - just breathe, okay?” This is partly an early bday present from me to you, and mostly to inspire you guys to write delicious Barblake and send it to me. :D
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I personally think that only attending a handful of your girlfriend’s concerts, being a boring interviewee, being an average actor and not being completely comfortable with your girlfriend’s fame and spotlight are not as bad as mocking WOC, deriding minorities’ accents and laughing about watching the stuff that Matt has watched… but maybe that’s just me…
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I genuinely hate the take that Henry is not worth Ted leaving London for. People arguing that Ted should stay because there are more people in London who care about him?? Ok but his SON is in America. And he wants to be part of his son’s life growing up.
Or saying that Ted doesn’t have friends in America and Michelle’s not worth going back for - Ted makes friends everywhere, he’s going to be okay. And the point isn’t Michelle. It’s HENRY.
Ted can’t abandon his son the way his father did to him - because the situations are different, but the way Henry would have ended up feeling probably would have been the same. For whatever personal motivation of his father, he wasn’t worth sticking around for.
In so many ways, Ted came in and broke cycles and that’s the point. He broke the cycles of bullying at Richmond, of people hurting others because they’re hurt, of revenge and anger instead of forgiveness.
And the one last cycle he had to break was him making his son feel the way that his father made him feel. This story has been three seasons in the making. Ted’s story with his father and how it affected his relationship with his son has always been at the heart of his character - it’s motivated and haunted him at every step.
It always had to end with Ted making this decision.
Honestly - and I freely admit I’m poking the bear here - the finale, and indeed Ted Lasso as a whole, feels like an aspec’s dream. So many shows prioritise romance over everything else, and I am fucking delighted that Ted Lasso never did that.
Rebecca and Ted not together? Keeley, Jamie and Roy love triangle/throuple not resolved? Was Trent ever into Ted? Loose ends are exasperating, sure, but romance was never the point of the show. The point is that the love is there regardless of what form it takes - between Keeley, Jamie and Roy, between Ted and Rebecca, between Nate and Ted, between Beard and Ted, between Trent and the Diamond Dogs, between Nate and the team, between the various Greyhounds, between all these other individuals who’ve been touched by the events at Richmond FC - and that’s always been the freaking point.
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