Fic request: AU or alternate timeline where Five gets to come back to this 30 year old body and look the same age as his siblings. Particularly interesting would be Klaus' reaction since I feel like he still kinda sees Five as his kid brother. Maybe they could find a name for him, too, since mom had never got around to be before he disappeared.
Here you go! Sorry it took so long to write hehe, but I hope you enjoy :)
pretty-corny replied to your post “remember that time when all we talked about was trans girl gansey….....”
when does she realize she's gay af? was it with blue or another girl?
probably with blue! i tend to be of two minds about when gansey figures out she’s a girl, so it happens one of two ways:
1. she realizes after her first death when she’s travelling the world and she does have some flings while doing that but she has the thought “oh gee does this make me gay?” a single time before shrugging her shoulders (more like repressing the heck out of it) and going, “welp, i’ll cross that bridge when i come to it!”
basically, she needs to finish her imminent gender crisis before she can have a sexuality crisis. henrietta is the first place she is presenting as a girl full time, and blue is the first girl she seriously dates in henrietta! and transitioning is fucky and it takes a while to like... mentally transition so i think at some point in the early days of their relationship she has a moment when she’s snuggled up with blue in monmouth on a rainy day and she’s like, “wow i’m a girl and i love my gf!!! that’s gay!!!!” and she voices that and blue is like “wow i love my cute gf who only just figured out this is gay!!”
(and then gansey has another crisis when she realizes she’s in love with all of her friends and is bi)
2. she realizes after her second death, after graduating from aglionby. this has a lot to do with hanging out so much with blue and henry who are both constantly talking about how binary gender is a sham and gender norms suck ass. and maybe also something to do with not going to a boy’s school anymore or being on a huge magical quest and having a lot more freedom and emotional energy as a result!!!
gansey tells blue about her gender feelings and blue suggests that when she feels comfortable, blue and henry can switch pronouns and maybe she could try presenting as a girl in one of the towns they visit. a progressive town with a good queer scene, somewhere where she doesn’t know anyone and never has to go back. she does, it’s life-changing, she gets a taste of gender euphoria when a shopclerk calls her “mam.”
anyway, at one point gansey kisses blue and henry shouts “gaaaaAAAaaay” and gansey short circuits. she’s gay and she loves her gf!!!!
I want to make a shout out to girls and women who love women and nb folks, but not men, and who sometimes (or always) have a hard time navigating an identity that is mostly misunderstood by and invisible to the general public and in mainstream media, and to an extent in our communities.
For me, being queer, and on the spectrum of asexuality, is a challenge. Knowing my truth means accepting that my sexuality and my identity is ambiguous by design and, it seems, unknowable to most people who aren’t like me. I have a hard time relating to some bi women and to lesbians and often feel alienated from mainstream conversations about lgb realities.
Anyway, I just want to say that I know I’m not alone, so know that you’re not alone either. It’s a weird place to be in and it’s okay to feel weird about it. <3
I haven't written Nursey/Ransom yet! Hope this works.
It's the eve of graduation and Nursey can't sleep.
Not because it's a big day for everyone tomorrow. Not because of regrets, or unfinished poetry, or unwon championships.
Because tomorrow he'll be helping Rans and the guys load up their stuff, and then moving his own stuff into the attic, along with Dex.
And that attic is gonna feel hella weird without Ransom there.
Nursey hasn't been able to wrap his brain around that image -- an attic that's home to him and Dex, but one where Ransom doesn't come up the stairs to convene a D-men meeting. An attic he can't escape to when he really needs to jam to some tunes, where he can sprawl out on Holster's bed and spread his arms behind his head and just enjoy being in the company of someone who gets it.
How's it gonna feel like home without Ransom there? Nursey hasn't got a fucking clue.
He gets out of bed, shrugs on some shorts, and makes his way out of the dorm and onto the streets. The spring air is just warm enough to be comfortable, and Nursey wishes he had the luxury of enjoying it. But no, he's got to get his ass to the Haus, and he's got to do it now.
He's two houses away when he realizes there's someone out on the Reading Room. Someone tall, so it's not Bitty, which means he must be at Jack's for the night. Nursey's heart hurts a little. Those two made it work. Nursey doesn't know if he can, not long-distance. But damn it, he can't just not try.
A little closer and he realizes it's Ransom out there. Nursey's heart leaps. He jogs into the front yard and waves up. Ransom responds by sliding in the window and hurrying downstairs to let Nursey in.
They don't even have to say anything. Nursey just follows Ransom upstairs, into Bitty's room, and out the window.
Side by side on the roof, they breathe in the night air and each other's presence. It's been like this with Rans for longer than Nursey can recall, where they could just sit and chill together without needing to say a thing. Of course, there's plenty of times when they talk until they're both breathless, and usually grinning. But then there's moments like this.
Nursey almost feels bad about breaking the silence. "So," he says. "Tomorrow."
"Yeah, man. I don't know, I can't believe it either." Ransom shrugs. "Like, this whole place and everyone I've known, and I'm just gonna pack up and say goodbye? Seems fake."
"Totally fake," Nursey agrees. "But Rans, it's happening. You're going to med school, and you're gonna have all new friends and not sleep for three years."
"Yeah, fuck that. What the fuck is wrong with me?"
"I haven't got the faintest clue, man." Why is he doing this, why is he wasting time, when the hours, the minutes are ticking by? He steels himself. "Rans, you know I-- I wish you didn't have to go, right?"
Ransom glances at him. "Yeah," he says with a half-smile, "well, sorry, already applied for the student loans."
Nursey chews on his lip. He curls one hand into a fist. "Rans," he says. "I'm gonna miss the hell out of you."
"Yeah?" There's a note of surprise in Ransom's voice. He finds a smile, lifts a hand, lays it on Nursey's shoulder. "I'll be back. I'll visit."
"It won't be the same." Nursey's heart is hammering against his ribs, because this is the moment, this is the last chance. "I don't fucking want you to go, Rans. I don't want to lose you."
"Derek, Jesus," Ransom says, shifting, "I'm just gonna be in Baltimore--"
The words tear out of Nursey in an angry rush. "And I'm gonna be here, writing melancholy poetry about how I never got the goddamn words out before you left, so would you shut up and listen to me for a minute?"
Rans blinks at him, jaw slack, in the dimness.
"Okay." Nursey gathers himself. "Okay, chill. Good. Here's the fucking thing, Rans. Here's the issue." He sucks in a breath. "I have feelings for you. Like, I'm not just talking the whole brotherhood and camaraderie bullshit. That's all good, it's its own thing, but you. You and me, we've got something. We've got something, and I don't wanna let go of it, and if I didn't say something right now, I was gonna regret it for the rest of my life, so just--" He waves a hand. "So, whatever. Now you know."
Ransom is still blinking, eyes wide and dark, and Nursey could kill him for how gorgeous he is, stupid and gorgeous and utterly unfair. It is unfair that someone like Ransom had to exist at all. Had to make Nursey feel like he'd met a soulmate. And then, had to leave.
"Shit," is the first thing Ransom says.
Well, that's at least a typical Ransom response. "Yeah, I know," Nursey grumbles. "It is what it is, though. And I couldn't not--"
"No, no, man." Ransom's hand lands on his, and that's unfair too -- unfair how warm it is, how much Nursey wants to believe it means more than it does, how very clearly it doesn't. "I'm glad you said something. You should always tell me whatever's going on with you."
Nursey shifts uncomfortably. This is the last thing he wanted -- platitudes, brotherly comfort. Even though he knew it's what would most likely come, he'd still held out a small, stupid hope. "Yeah, well." He shrugs. "Bet you're glad to get out of here tomorrow, then."
"What? No. No." Ransom squeezes his hand. "No, man. Now more than ever I wish I didn't have to go."
"I--" Fuck, Nursey's tongue feels like lead in his mouth. "I dunno what that means, but-- I should probably--" He stirs, getting ready to rise and retreat.
"I'm laid-back, not dense," Ransom says, and the sharpness of his tone stills Nursey. "You think I didn't know what was going on with us? You think I didn't feel it?" He laughs. "Why the hell you think I'm out here, Derek? Not enjoying my last view of the Lax House, that's for goddamn sure."
"Huh?" is all Nursey can muster.
"It's just..." Ransom swallows, sighs. "All I can offer you is long-distance right now. And I didn't think you'd be cool with that. I didn't think you'd want it. You know. Even if you wanted... me."
Nursey's head is swimming. "So what-- wait, why are you out here, then?"
Ransom laughs. "I'm thinking," he says, "about this dude I'm hot for and how I'm gonna graduate and head off to med school never having told him how I fucking feel."
"This -- you -- what?" Some part of Nursey is good with words, but that part of him has fainted dead away, and he's stuck sputtering.
"Derek, babe." Ransom's voice is low and careful. "I'm still going. I'm going and all I can do is Skype you all the time and tell you how much I miss you. Is that enough?"
Nursey's mouth is dry. He swallows, tries to smooth out the ragged edges of his breathing. "That's," he says. "That's -- if that's -- yeah. Yeah, I'll manage."
Ransom takes in a huge breath. "Then," he says, "I'm gonna go ahead and kiss you now. Cool?"
"Chill," Nursey agrees, and for the first time tonight, a smile comes to his lips.
Hi! I'm looking for someone to beta read a Klaus/Dave story I'm working on! Should be under 3000 words for now and has a happy ending for them even though there is a bit of angst at first. Would you mind sharing this with your followers to see if anyone would be interested? My fandom blog is 4077thnorthumberland. Thanks!
Sure thing, love!
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I've been thinking a lot about Ronan's life post-TRK and I feel like he's still a mess and kinda sucks at doing things like buying a decent grocery or laundry or dealing with appliances that aren't dream things. Do you think he'd get better at domestic things? How does he take care of Opal? How often does he call Adam? Does he send Adam dream things in the mail once in a while once he's at school? Do they talk about Adam coming back for the summer?
i think he only gets better at a lot of those things for opal/because opal has weird knowledge of weird things and helps him out sometimes.
he definitely knows how to do laundry bc there were machines in the monmouth bathroom/kitchen, but he’d much rather just buy new shit or wear the same jeans for a month than do it. he probably does more laundry when adam is around bc he hates the look adam gives him when he doesn’t.
food-wise, he’s a mess. but there’s a lot less fast food out by the barns and opal hates getting dragged to the local mom&pop diner, so he sort of has to get better at grocery shopping. and maybe hating grocery shopping is a huge motivator for getting his dreaming back on track. he definitely has chocolate pudding snack pack bushes and utz potato chip bag trees.
ronan is canonically pretty rough/snappy with opal at first (mostly around other ppl bc he has a Reputation to maintain), but i like to think that over time he starts taking care of her more like he did baby chainsaw? on the one hand, he knows she can take care of herself bc she spent so long on her own in the dream world, but on the other hand, he knows she’s in a new, terrifying place and traumatized.
he and adam have a standing call once a week- almost always video calls bc part of why ronan hates phones so much is that he can’t parse vocal cues at all. i think maybe they e-mail on an almost daily basis though, and ronan definitely sends adam stuff but mostly useless, pretty stuff or else adam gets upset.
ronan avoids that subject like the plague, but adam tries to drop subtle reassurances into conversation, just mentions of “when i’m back,” or “over the summer,” things like that. ronan hates that it makes his heart swell every fucking time.