This is a Gina appreciation post
So I'm out of school and will soon post a RL update and be around and stuff. But that is not the point of this post.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY GINA!!!!
Here is wishing love and happiness and not hurting yourself and many many fics and meta and beauty in your life for the coming year. Thank you for being one of the best friends I could ever wish for and making my life ten thousand times brighter. From the bottom of my heart, I love you. Have a wonderful day and a magical year.
Title: I Know You Know (We Could Be Something)
Author: madwomanpoems
Fandom: Big Time Rush
Pairing: James/Carlos Anuhhh. what may or may not be James/Logan.
Warnings: Um. Well. Mentions of porn. But… this isn’t porn. Oh yeah. Cursing. You, um, expect that from me by now, y/y?
Summary: Carlos wants. James knows. Carlos does something embarrassing. James sees and butts in. It’s their dynamic. It’s exhausting. But Carlos doesn’t really mind all that much.
A/N: BIRTHDAY FIC FOR MY FAVORITE GINA/JERSEY GIRL/BIRTHDAY QUEEN IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD. No Carloses were harmed in the writing of this fanfic. (In which I own no one.) Inevitably, while I wrote this, Gina hurt herself. I had nothing to do with it. I thought this was a safer gift than a tazer. Anyway. Insert this into canon as you see fit.
There was only one thing that a locked front door and a certain kind of shitty music being turned off as soon as the hinges creaked could mean. It meant something incredibly wonderful for James. Since Kendall had just left with his whole family, there was only one possible person who could be sitting on the couch.
There was nothing like knowing that one of your best friends, who happened to be the geekiest, goodiest-two-shoes-iest person in the world, was watching porn. James didn’t really care that he was kind of sweaty because he’d added an extra ten pounds to his lifting schedule. He really didn’t care that the next thing he needed to see was a shower.
Logan was watching porn.
Some things in life are only given to you once, and you had better reach out and grab them while you can. Hey, James thought and laughed, you gotta live it big time, right? Not even messy hair was going to get between James and this particular opportunity to take advantage of Logan was not going to be idly thrown away.
He rounded a corner and saw dark spikes of hair barely peeking over the couch. The thing was, that they were darker and spikier than they should have been. Logan’s hair didn’t do that.
Oh fuck.
Well, the person on the other side of the couch knew that someone was coming. It would only make the poor boy feel more embarrassed. James swallowed his pride and jumped over the back of the couch, landing neatly next to his best friend. He took a sip of water and tried not to notice the mortified expression on Carlos’ face. He tried not to think about the agony that would be watching a shaved, over-tanned girl writhing under an oily, over-muscled man. But there were a lot of things that James would do for Carlos, and this went onto that list. He would watch heterosexual porn like he was actually enjoying it. He had to. If Carlos thought that James thought it was shameful-Carlos would feel guiltier than if…
Carlos was Catholic, okay? It wouldn’t be good.
“So,” James said, clicking the pause button, “what are we watching?” He smiled and went to put his arm around Carlos and pull him in, but then he thought about it. Would that be too awkward or… He stretched out his arm and took another sip of his water while the screen woke to life.
James wasn’t necessarily proud of what he did next.
Water flew out of his mouth and soaked most of the couch, the coffee table and the front of his shirt. James did a spit take. His whole point was to not embarrass Carlos, and he did a spit take. Spontaneous teleportation, like in all those sci-fi movies they had watched together, would have been awesome in that moment.
But the thing was, it was-
“You’re watching gay porn?”
There was just half of a chance that he sounded way too excited by that fact.
“I-it’s just-I found it in-I… um. James?”
“Yes, Carlos?”
“Do you think I’m some kind of freak now?”
“Carlos, that is the last thing I think you are. You could have been watching weird Canadian donkey porn, you’d still be my best friend.”
“Oh.” He crossed his arms and pursed up his lips.
“Stop it.”
James had been around long enough to know what Carlos’ scared and mortified body language was. He was a good enough friend to know about Carlos’ insecurities.
He wrapped his arm around Carlos and pulled him over so their bodies were snug together like puzzle pieces. Carlos put his head down on James’ shoulder. James started the DVD again, and they watched every sticky, cheesy moment together.
“Thank you,” Carlos said, looking self-conscious and adorable.
James rolled his eyes, “Thank you.”
“What?”
James grabbed Carlos by the wrist and dragged him into their bedroom. He opened the bottom drawer of his dresser and showed Carlos a stack of magazines and videos. Carlos mouth turned into a sharp “o” shape.
James didn’t say anything. Instead he ran his hands through his hair and pulled him into a tight hug. Sometimes it was just nice to let your best friend know your secret. Sometimes it was just nice to get your hope back.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY GINA!!!!
Here is wishing love and happiness and not hurting yourself and many many fics and meta and beauty in your life for the coming year. Thank you for being one of the best friends I could ever wish for and making my life ten thousand times brighter. From the bottom of my heart, I love you. Have a wonderful day and a magical year.
Title: I Know You Know (We Could Be Something)
Author: madwomanpoems
Fandom: Big Time Rush
Pairing: James/Carlos Anuhhh. what may or may not be James/Logan.
Warnings: Um. Well. Mentions of porn. But… this isn’t porn. Oh yeah. Cursing. You, um, expect that from me by now, y/y?
Summary: Carlos wants. James knows. Carlos does something embarrassing. James sees and butts in. It’s their dynamic. It’s exhausting. But Carlos doesn’t really mind all that much.
A/N: BIRTHDAY FIC FOR MY FAVORITE GINA/JERSEY GIRL/BIRTHDAY QUEEN IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD. No Carloses were harmed in the writing of this fanfic. (In which I own no one.) Inevitably, while I wrote this, Gina hurt herself. I had nothing to do with it. I thought this was a safer gift than a tazer. Anyway. Insert this into canon as you see fit.
There was only one thing that a locked front door and a certain kind of shitty music being turned off as soon as the hinges creaked could mean. It meant something incredibly wonderful for James. Since Kendall had just left with his whole family, there was only one possible person who could be sitting on the couch.
There was nothing like knowing that one of your best friends, who happened to be the geekiest, goodiest-two-shoes-iest person in the world, was watching porn. James didn’t really care that he was kind of sweaty because he’d added an extra ten pounds to his lifting schedule. He really didn’t care that the next thing he needed to see was a shower.
Logan was watching porn.
Some things in life are only given to you once, and you had better reach out and grab them while you can. Hey, James thought and laughed, you gotta live it big time, right? Not even messy hair was going to get between James and this particular opportunity to take advantage of Logan was not going to be idly thrown away.
He rounded a corner and saw dark spikes of hair barely peeking over the couch. The thing was, that they were darker and spikier than they should have been. Logan’s hair didn’t do that.
Oh fuck.
Well, the person on the other side of the couch knew that someone was coming. It would only make the poor boy feel more embarrassed. James swallowed his pride and jumped over the back of the couch, landing neatly next to his best friend. He took a sip of water and tried not to notice the mortified expression on Carlos’ face. He tried not to think about the agony that would be watching a shaved, over-tanned girl writhing under an oily, over-muscled man. But there were a lot of things that James would do for Carlos, and this went onto that list. He would watch heterosexual porn like he was actually enjoying it. He had to. If Carlos thought that James thought it was shameful-Carlos would feel guiltier than if…
Carlos was Catholic, okay? It wouldn’t be good.
“So,” James said, clicking the pause button, “what are we watching?” He smiled and went to put his arm around Carlos and pull him in, but then he thought about it. Would that be too awkward or… He stretched out his arm and took another sip of his water while the screen woke to life.
James wasn’t necessarily proud of what he did next.
Water flew out of his mouth and soaked most of the couch, the coffee table and the front of his shirt. James did a spit take. His whole point was to not embarrass Carlos, and he did a spit take. Spontaneous teleportation, like in all those sci-fi movies they had watched together, would have been awesome in that moment.
But the thing was, it was-
“You’re watching gay porn?”
There was just half of a chance that he sounded way too excited by that fact.
“I-it’s just-I found it in-I… um. James?”
“Yes, Carlos?”
“Do you think I’m some kind of freak now?”
“Carlos, that is the last thing I think you are. You could have been watching weird Canadian donkey porn, you’d still be my best friend.”
“Oh.” He crossed his arms and pursed up his lips.
“Stop it.”
James had been around long enough to know what Carlos’ scared and mortified body language was. He was a good enough friend to know about Carlos’ insecurities.
He wrapped his arm around Carlos and pulled him over so their bodies were snug together like puzzle pieces. Carlos put his head down on James’ shoulder. James started the DVD again, and they watched every sticky, cheesy moment together.
“Thank you,” Carlos said, looking self-conscious and adorable.
James rolled his eyes, “Thank you.”
“What?”
James grabbed Carlos by the wrist and dragged him into their bedroom. He opened the bottom drawer of his dresser and showed Carlos a stack of magazines and videos. Carlos mouth turned into a sharp “o” shape.
James didn’t say anything. Instead he ran his hands through his hair and pulled him into a tight hug. Sometimes it was just nice to let your best friend know your secret. Sometimes it was just nice to get your hope back.
--
♥ I invite you all to give our favorite Gina love. <3
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