Dec 5, 2013
My Abs Can't Actually Grate Cheese and Other Things I Didn't Understand by Nate Grey
// crying forever because it's true
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My Abs Can't Actually Grate Cheese and Other Things I Didn't Understand by Nate Grey
// crying forever because it's true
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[The room starts shaking heavily.] Get out of this lab and into bed, or I swear to god I will shake every experiment off this table.
[Hank glares at Ric with the distinct crabbiness that comes from a heavy fever.] Given that several of those experiments are noxious, that would rather defeat the purpose.
Dios, you look like the living dead. Come on, you're going back to bed. I can make sure no one does anything stupid for a few days, don't worry.
My character is very sick but refuses to stay in bed. What does your character do to keep them there?
I don't want to stay there... I'm not that sick... At least let me stay on the couch.
comeonrictor replied to your post: [text]You’re really cute when you sleep
[text] You feel asleep on the couch with Tierra yesterday. It was adorable.
[text] I remember now. Thank you; I am rarely adorable.
"No, don’t cry. While there’s life, there’s—"
"No." How simple a word that could have so many meanings behind it. Nearly all of them bearing an uncomfortable weight. "No, you can't go yet. You have a wedding coming up an' you're gonna go get that marriage an' live a long time. But you don't get to leave us. Not now." Shit, he was fading.
"You don't get to... Ric? Rictor?"
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Every time I think of Ric and Star's wedding, I legitimately can't stop smiling because that's literally going to be the best wedding ever.
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Confess
The guy who has similar powers to mine with more vibrations and less fire.
Wait, did that sound dirty?
Moving on.
We've never been really close, but I think this is more a circumstance thing than a lack of friendship. It broke my heart when I heard that you'd lost your powers.
I can't fathom what it would feel like, to have this connection shut down so suddenly.
I'm glad to count you among my friends, and to be invited to your wedding to Shatterstar.
Confess
You know, I could make . . . grand emotional overtures, about all the big things we've done for each other. About getting to be the one to pull you out of Hell. About getting to prove to myself that I could teach - that I could do more than punch people and drink my own experiments. About getting to see you grow up. About getting to have a son during a time when I thought I might never have one. About getting asked to attend your wedding. But the simple fact of the matter is, that's not what I think of when I think of Julio Esteban Rictor. Hell, when I think of that name, I think of forged birth certificates. But when I think of Ric?
When I think of you, I think of chess.
I think of manhandling.
I think of burgers.
I think of comic strips.
Does that make sense?