#squeakgasm

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@squeakgasm replied to your post: Today I learned that my mother would never even...

Whaaaaaaaa?!?

Obviously boys can’t watch movies about girls. Just like girls can’t watch movies about boys. It just doesn’t work that way.

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Rule #1: Always post the rules. Rule #2: Answer the 11 questions the person who tagged you wrote, then write 11 new ones. Rule #3: Tag 11 new people.

bonquiquicherice​ tagged me, so I’m doing the thing! Oh, man.

1) What was the last book you read? Was it any good?

I’m currently listening to the Harry Potter audio books. I never got passed book 4 when they came out, so all the rest are new to me. I’m about a third way through the Half Blood Prince at the moment. Needless to say, they’re good.

2) What is your favorite way to pass the time?

There’s no ultimate favourite. Changes with my mood.

3) Favorite band?

Don’t have one.

4) If you could fluent speak any language instantly, what would it be?

Code.

5) What do you consider the best thing about yourself?

My hair can pretty much withstand anything.

6) The worst?

Impossible to choose just one.

7) Hogwarts house?

Ravenclaw.

8) MBTI type?

ENTP.

9) If you could make someone love you, romantically or platonically, who would you choose and why?

Nobody. It’d be fake and ultimately extremely depressing. Maybe Putin, if that would allow me to change his mind on a few matters.

10) OTP?

Where do I begin?

11) You have to murder one of your closets friends. Who do you choose and why? How would you kill them?

That’s horrible and I hate you! Well, I don’t have that many friends, let alone close ones. I think I’d flip a coin over it, and maybe choose a cancer that takes forever to kill you without much pain. Like, one that hibernates in your body for like 50 years before it explodes and kills you in days. Or something very quick and painless.

I tag these people: hangsabove succulent-sam squeakgasm thezapandtroyadventures bottomfoggy kayaczek myweirdtorments ruledbycrowley oh-eggs-eggs goldfyshie927 and vieroksuja

1) What’s the last picture you took with your phone?

2) If you had to change your name, and it couldn’t just be an alternate version of your current, what would it be?

3) What is the perfect ice cream? Type, shape, toppings, surroundings, everything.

4) Which question do you hate to answer?

5) What’s the one thing you think I should know about you?

6) What’s the toughest decision you made today?

7) What’s the best gift you’ve ever been given?

8) What do you often dream about in your sleep?

9) What is your superpower?

10) Did you hear that?

11) Why are you doing this?

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Daredevil was out tonight. Now Matt’s on his couch covered in wounds from strafing bullets. He’s a tough target but it was a good shooter.

Claire’s unavailable. Foggy to the rescue, as the need arises.

"Mom would always fix my socks, you know?" "Foggy.." "Y'know a leaking pipe and-and drywall, that I can do..." "Foggy." "And if you need a lawyer? I'll be the best damn lawyer you.. never have to.. pay." "Foggy." "What?!" "You need to calm down." "I'M TRYING TO BE CALM, BUT I'M STITCHING UP MY BOYFRIEND WITH DENTAL FLOSS." "..."

And then Foggy just sits by his side once he's all cleaned up and stitched, like a loyal pup. He takes a breather. Just a few seconds. Then he turns to look at Matt, before he leans in and kisses his cheek so softly and sweetly and lightly.

“M’gonna go clean up.”

He assembles the kit and goes to wash the blood off his hands, and he returns with a cold beer for each of them, and they sit there, like it’s just been another long day at the office.

But Matty can feel how scared Foggy is under his calm demeanour. Trying to act like it's normal. Trying to act like it's okay. And there's nothing Matt can really do about it. He can't claim he's fine, can't promise it won't happen again, and they both knew what they were getting into. So they just sit there in silence until Foggy's phone rings, and it's Karen.

She's seen the news. She knows they were going out that night. Wants to know if they're okay. And Foggy's heart skips and his voice cracks but yeah, they're fine. Wasn't anywhere near them. Thanks for calling. More lies. More scares. And so they both kinda lean up against one another, comforting each other wordlessly as they empty their beer bottles in that dark room.