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astranite · 2 days

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'Cause I'm Gonna Stand By You (And hey, if your wings are broken, please take mine 'til yours can open too)

Virgil finds Scott when he needs him. They are there for each other through thick and thin.

Emotional hurt/comfort, crying and hugs. Warning for references to depression.

Title from Stand By You, by Rachel Platten.

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Scott awoke to scuffing footsteps and the door to his room opening.

Even with his eyes closed he knew the sound of the socked feet on his floor with heavy steps trying to keep quiet. Even half awake he knew the silhouette of broad shoulders and sleep mussed curls.

He knew Virgil, whether it was in the pitch black of a cave where dust choked the air and the rumbling of unstable rubble consumed everything, or the dark of their island with only the hush of waves and the occasional cry of nocturnal animals. Of course he knew Virgil.

Scott shuffled over to make room before the quiet voice had to ask.

Virgil lay down next to him, curled on his side, facing Scott. A hint of light from beyond the gap between the curtains caught on tear tracks.

Scott reached out and rested a hand on Virgil’s upper arm, rubbing gently.

“Hey Virge, what’s up?” he asked, in the big brother tone he brought out when anyone was sick or hurt or just needed him.

He felt Virgil shrug. He heard the slight hitch of breath as another tear rolled down his cheek.

“One of those nights?”

They all had them, where rescues got to them or the past dragged its way up to the surface. Sometimes they had them for not much reason at all. Those nights were always raw and painful.

Virgil hesitated then nodded.

Scott gathered him up and held him close because he didn’t need anything else to know that right now Virgil needed him.

The hand on Virgil’s arm was thrown over him, landing to make circles between his tense shoulders, the other going around him to pull him in. Virgil ducked his head so he could tuck it beneath Scott’s chin. Scott took a deep breath in at the same moment Virgil choked on a shaky sigh.

That Virgil came to him, when he was scared and lonely and hurting, Scott knew it was the biggest act of trust on Virgil’s part. Scott had his I’m fines, his must keep going no matter the cost because there’s no other options , but Virgil had his own ways of hiding the hurt, through smiles, soft words and looking out for all the others. It made it all the harder to realise when Virgil’s music had stopped, when he needed someone to be there, to lean on because steady and steadfast weren't any longer.

The times when they ended up curled together like when they were kids, both too big for it but never going to give it up, were the most precious to Scott.

Together they could talk about anything and everything, even the hard things: the failed missions, the ones that haunted their dreams, the fears that sunk in their teeth and wouldn't let go; all the doubts and insecurities of never being able to be good enough. How dad wasn't there and mum wasn't either, and Alan was growing up far too fast.

It extended to the smaller things too. They could laugh at their own stupid jokes that only made sense to them because it was all based off of some line in a tv show they’d watched years back. He could blurt out whatever came into his head, even as mundane as the thought that they’d run though the islands supply of hair gel and needed to go grocery shopping again . It was those mundanities making up the fabric of everyday life. If he and Virgil had got the giggles over that, as maybe they were both the biggest contributors, it was late and no one was watching. Scott didn’t have to keep up his neverending act with Virgil.

They’d discuss Gordon’s latest marine rescue, both of them were ridiculously proud of their little brother and how far he’d come but it was hard to keep a straight face talking about a shark named Gummy.

Watching out for John too, that was another big thing they did, in whispered plans and observations they shared like grown up, serious childhood secrets, to make sure 35,786km up didn't turn into a million miles away.

Being close to Virgil felt safe. Always had. Whether they were cocooned in the belly of a Thunderbird or a thermal tent in the middle of the arctic. And here, in a tangled hug, half-smothered under Scott’s mounds of blankets.

There were quiet, vulnerable moments, chests and foreheads pressed together.

Other times had them sleeping back to back because Scott was in the midst of a string of nightmares he couldn't shake and rest came easier with someone’s sleep-calm breathing to anchor his own to.

Virgil would flop down heavily on Scott’s bed while still coated in paint from late-night art sessions. He’ve been trying to get rough rescues or dark moods out of his head but when that wasn't working he’d come to Scott.

There was the time, definitely not times, where Scott had been on mission shifts for 36 hours plus and there were still reports he had to fill and everyone needed him, but Virgil dragged him to bed and lay down on top of him because apparently he’d been being a bit of a ‘stubborn, self-sacrificing idiot,’ and Virgil wasn't standing for it any longer.

Sometimes John was with them too. They were the eldest three and had to stick together to look out for the younger ones.

Or its was just John coming to Scott, usually grounded and dizzily space sick, missing his stars. John was of his two worlds, his two homes, but Scott knew up there he also missed them and still needed to be close enough to be in their orbit. Sometimes that meant wrapped up in a hug.

Alan came to him, of course Alan did, he had ever since he’d been a tiny, kicking and wriggling toddler crawling into Scott’s bed because there were monsters under his own or that Scott’s blankets were better, or whatever it was that night. Now Alan was a jumble of lanky limbs with all the normal fears about exams and being liked by his peers, plus too many others from sights that a teenager should never have to see.

Gordon too ended up cuddled into Scott’s side on bad nights, when a silent, tearful Gordon, hurting in more ways than one needed his big brother to be there. Hydrofoil or back flare up, WASP service or rescues, Scott would always be there when the Squid lost his sunshine.

The last time his brothers had all ended up in a big puppy pile on Scott’s bed was on movie night. The couches had been too covered in glitter from a prank gone wrong, or right, depending on who you asked. Though that was more of an excuse given how popular the game of stacks on Scott was, which always ended up as group hug heap amongst his siblings. He loved it.

Right now though, Virgil was trembling in his arms. He started humming near silently, a low thread of vibration, nearly tuneless. Except for that Scott knew it was the same pitch as Thunderbird Two’s colossal engines, something he never would have picked up on his own except for Virgil trusting him enough to tell him when one day he asked. He’d connected it as a thing his brother did when he was distressed but Virgil himself had been the key to learning he did it because it was calming.

More tears slipped down Virgil’s face. Scott could hear Virgil’s every swallow and sniffle as he tried to hold them back.

Scott’s hand found Virgil’s hair, carding it through, tangling his fingers in the soft curls in hopes that he could give some comfort to his brother.

Virgil’s humming rose in pitch, the sound of Two’s engines straining to hold up the load. The tune wavered and shook as Virgil did, being dropped and picked up over and over as Virgil faltered.

Then it stopped. Scott held his breath.

Virgil sobbed.

He sobbed like something deep inside him had broken. Like the earth itself had been split open. As if Virgil had been hit in the stomach by the worst kind of gut punch.

Scott could hear Virgil’s world falling down on his head and how he didn't know whether he could stand the weight of it.

This was Virgil, his brother, his best friend so it hurt to all hells because Scott had been here too, he knew how painful this was. He was being stabbed through the heart because he felt Virgil’s pain but all he could do was keep holding onto Virgil. What was causing this? Why now? He wanted to fix this but this wasn't a problem he could just fix .

Virgil pressed closer to Scott and for the thousandth, millionth time Scott promised the entire universe everything he had that he would take care of his little brother. Against the overwhelming tide, he was helpless. It wasn’t swallowing him, no matter how he’d trade places in an instant to take away his brother’s pain but it had Virgil in its grasping jaws.

He could only keep raggedly whispering, “ I’vegotyouI’vegotyouI’vegotyou,” into the dark.

With every broken breath, Scott worried Virgil was shaking apart with sobs. The image of rivets making their way loose and panels falling off of aircraft slammed into his mind. Of a Thunderbird falling from the sky instead of being brought safely back to earth.

Scott hated having to witness any of his brothers feeling like this but he hated the idea of them going through it alone infinitely more.

Virgil was trying to hum, even now. The music, Virgil’s music was drowning under an ocean of tears. But Virgil still tried to hum.

Until he didn’t.

The dead silence was worse.

Virgil whimpered and kept crying, exhausted and limp in Scott’s arms. Scott felt his own tears slowly trailing warm down his face.

His hands were caught up in brushing through Virgil’s hair, fingertips touching his forehead gently, and holding on tight to Virgil. Muscles twitched and shuddered beneath the palm splayed out on his brother’s back.

Virgil was a quiet person in general but he was rarely ever silent. He was always humming or singing snatches of melodies, muttering song lyrics or engineering calculations aloud and tapping his fingers on the nearest surface in the patterns of piano notes. His voice was a soothing, musical rumble constantly accompanying them as it wove through their days.

The times Virgil had stopped singing, stopped playing, had been some of the worst of Scott’s life too. This was Virgil , Scott didn't think he’d ever know how to go on without Virgil.

So Scott took over the tune. He did his best to match Virgil’s, to match Thunderbird Two’s. Maybe he wasn't getting the pitch quite right but he could try. For Virgil, he could try.

He poured everything he had into it. All his breath, all his hope, all his love. Everything, to hold a steady hum even as he trembled too.

Because it was all Scott could do: hold onto Virgil, let him cry himself out, keep him safe.

Hold onto his music, keep it alight until Virgil could take it back again.

And maybe it helped, maybe it did something that wasn't nothing. Maybe , Scott hoped. Surviving and keeping going was still all on Virgil. This wasn’t something Scott could take away from him, no matter how he wished he could reshape the world to weigh lighter on Virgil’s shoulders.

But his brother was here, because he trusted Scott so much that he came to him when he was most vulnerable and felt safe enough to fall apart. Scott could make sure he didn’t have to go through this alone.

A long time passed before Virgil started humming back, beginning as a low noise, deep in his chest, occasionally broken by lingering sobs. The sound blended with Scott’s attempts to hum, like One and Two’s engines roaring as they flew side by side, close enough you couldn’t distinguish them as separate.

They were a messy tangle of tears and limbs, clinging to each other, but they were together and here and alive.

Scott was humming too. Not a song, but in the same way Virgil did. To comfort him .

The noise soaked into him as Virgil took in the sensations he was surrounded by: Scott’s tight hug, one he could lean into; a gentle hand tangled in his hair, familiar in how it caught him when he fell and held on; and the utter sense of safety that came from having his big brother close. It felt like home.

His body ached with the aftermath of emotion, leaden as it dragged him down, but he managed to move close enough to press his forehead to his brother’s.

Virgil opened his eyes, blinking through the tears gumming them shut. The first sight he saw was Scott, the tear-filled, bright, blue eyes of his big brother who loves him.

#thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds fanfiction #scott tracy #virgil tracy #earth and sky #astrawrite

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quietwingsinthesky · 1 year

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I know. I know that Dean killing John was never actually in the cards. But watching s1 with that idea in the back of your head? Completely different experience. The way he insists on diverting from their dad’s trail as it grows colder. The way he bites Sam’s head off whenever Sam insists they need to go after him. Little lines about Dean & John, the life they’ve had alone without Sam there, that are totally innocent but feel so much more ominous with the idea that he killed his dad. Anyway.

#maybe one day I’ll do something with this #no monsters au where John still raised them the same #and Sam goes off to college but never shakes the beliefs he was raised with #but dean. he gets older. he works with John. and he sees that there is nothing in the dark.#and he kills his dad. for whatever reason. but he kills his dad #and when John is dead he *needs* Sam. it doesn’t matter how he gets Sam by his side all that matters is getting him within eyesight #and keeping him there. whatever the cost.#(I’m saying Dean kills Jess. I’m saying he’s justifying it all in his head as his only way to keep Sam safe.)#(nevermind that the most dangerous thing to Sam is him.)#and so he and Sam go on their little crosscountry trip. saving people. hunting things. or so Dean says. Sam never sees anything.#but dean wouldn’t lie about this. and he’s got the injuries and the bodies to prove that Something is going on wherever they hunt #(Skin is. shapeshifter!dean is. yeah. yeah there’s no shapeshifter in this version.#it’s just dean. and a get out of jail free card to say whatever he wants to Sam. do whatever he wants.#and at the end he can say he killed the shifter and Sam will cling even tighter to him after whatever harm was visited upon him.#and Dean justifies it. it’s okay. it’s all fine. if it keeps Sam close. if it lets him keep Sam safe.)#anyway. evil s1 ideas #spn #supernatural #Dean Winchester #Sam winchester #John winchester

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tangledinink · 10 months

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I can imagine the first cycle after moving. Probably Leo because Donnie likely has internal scarring, so leo goes through the process of laying his eggs, panics, his brother can't help, and finally, *finally* they ask for help. It's not willingly. It's not for fun. It's purely necessity. It's purely because there's *literally noone else* and the idea of telling anyone at all is so scary that the way they do so is in a note. Splinter sits them down and basically walks them through "You're safe, you're fine. We can handle this however you feel most comfortable, including getting you both on blockers if you prefer" and they just.... sigh. For the first time, there's *someone else* in their circle, and it's willing and it's warm, and it's *safe*. There will be tears.

Yes, except I'm not convinced that either of them could stand to tell anyone. Even if it was literally life or death (which it has been before,) I'm not sure if either of them could bear to give up that information. Donnie is finally, finally away from the people who hurt him when he got found out last time, and even though logically, he knows that it's different here, he's absolutely petrified of the thought that the same thing will happen again and it won't be over anymore. He's still horrified by the idea of anyone else knowing about Leo when he's gone to such lengths for so long to protect him, and Leo is likewise terrified in the same way. They've spent years with this being their more closely guarded secret, and that's going to be really difficult to give up.

But it's really not a secret they'll be able to keep for long.

They're in a completely different environment, with far less space and privacy. They're both stressed as hell and Donnie WAS on birth control and taking all sorts of vitamins and supplements to make sure he didn't eggbind again and now he's suddenly not and it's not only messing with his body, it's fucking scary. It literally keeps them both up at night. Neither of them know how to wash blood out of clothes or sheets. There's no private en suite bathroom they can sequester themselves away in. They're both literally making themselves sick with anxiety trying to deal with this, and they're used to handling this on their own, this is routine for them, but they're not used to all of this.

They'd probably metaphorically limp through a few cycles before their family puts it together and gently confronts them.

Venus probably figures it out first. She's pretty smart, and incredibly observant, and after all-- she quite literally experiences the exact same thing. April may not lay eggs, but I think she'd be able to get the idea after a bit as well. And while I think Splinter would realize something was wrong pretty quickly, Draxum would probably realize what was wrong first. Splinter has April, so he has a little bit of experience in this realm, but Draxum has Venus and so he has far more experience.

And so when they do sit them down and talk with them, it's going to be really scary at first. And then they get to, "you're safe, you're fine, we can handle this however you feel the most comfortable. It will be okay. No one will hurt you."

And then there's finally other people in the know, in the circle, people who will actually help them. And yes-- there will definitely be tears.

#leo in particular will probably panic at least a little when theyre confronted #because its been what? almost four years?#almost FOUR YEARS of him keeping this a secret at any cost #almost four years with no one else in the universe aside from his twin knowing #and now the spell is broken #but its okay #and they might panic and cry for a little but then they calm down and its... actually ok. things will actually be okay #april will take to big-sistering them so hard #and lowkey just? having venus exist in the household will be incredibly helpful #(she was honestly so baffled that everyone else didnt realize what was going on right away. it wasnt obvious????)#mikey tries to spoil them the same way he tries to spoil venus whenever she feels nasty #(but has to adjust a bit to respect boundaries because. donnie will bite him...)#likewise raph tries to take care of them the same way he'd take care of casey #(ie by leaving offerings at their doors and staying the fuck out of their way. just overall letting them do or have whatever they want)#their family will take care of them and keep them safe and things will get better #its honestly a huge relief when they get caught in some ways because leo can finally be like #and donnie got really sick one time and almost died and im scared itll happen again PLZ can we make sure it doesnt happen again #donnie in the background like >:0000 that leo just fucking OUTTED HIM LIKE THAT #but to leo 1000% worth it if it means donnie wont get sick and die #(as if donnie is actually realistically at any more significant risk of that than leo is)#(quite frankly theyre BOTH at risk of it at the time because of how stressed they are. lowkey a miracle neither of them eggbound yet smh)#also donnie def has internal scarring lmao;;;; poor bab. makes it a bit rough...#menstruation #tw menstruation #cw menstruation #gemini au #asks #anon #csa implied #cw csa implied

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child-ofdust · 17 days

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need to rant about wrestling to my f/os immediately .

#LISTEN . i know ilja vs gunther 3 is like. i know it's better if its on a ppv and not a random raw episode BUT COMEEE ON #MAKING JEY BEAT ILJA *CLEAN* IS FUCKING INSANE #IF U DONT WANT TO MAKE JEY LOOK BAD THEN LIKE BRING GUNTHER IN OR FUCKING LUDWIG OR WHATEVER #MAKE THEM COST ILJA THE MATCH SO HE DOESNT LOOK FUCKKGN WEAK I MEAN #dude #i used to feel neutral on jey and then i liked him and then i went back to neutral but now i kind of wanna join my friend on the hate train #THEY KEEP SHOVING HIM EVRYWHERE LIKE ?!?!? sorry i dont think he should've won this match .#god im so annoyed i love wrestling but its so. frustrating sometimes i feel like everytime im confident in my guess of how the match is -#gonna go wwe like scans my brain and chooses to go the complete opposite direction #TIRED OF IT !!!!! And tired of jey

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be-good-to-bugs · 18 days

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you would think considering how much it loves sleeping that my body would, yknow, sleep when i ask it to. or even just when it has barely slept in days and im trying so hard to sleep

#the bin #uugghhhh i woke up at 1pm today bc my stupid idiot body refused to go to sleep at a reasonable time even tho i was alreday so sleep #deprived. i have to work at 6:30 tomorrow morning :/ so i guess i wont be sleeping till then bc i still have to clean stuff and shower #maybe maybe maybe ill get a nap in but idk. bleh. i hope after i get home my stupid body will sleep. its gonna have to bc i work 7 hours the #next day so i cant do that too sleep deprived. i really really hope i dont have to :( hhhh #i wanted so bad to get high last night mosty bc my body has been refusing to sleep this past week but my sister n her boyfriend didnt come #over so i wasnt able to get more edibles :( or boxes for packing. hhh. i need to move so soon! i have no idea what day its even gonna be yet #i badeky have an idea of how much its gonna cost either. they finally gave me a gas cost estimate afeyr ive been asking for 3 weeks #hhh. well. whatever. i only have 4 more shifts. im kinda sad tbh. i really like working here. my coworkers are so nice #tomorrow is probs the last time ill ever see my fav coworker. shes so nice. shes so nice she used he/him for me and calls me orb #i just mentioned the name in passing once after i changed my pronouns on my nametag and she noticed and she remember!#and before she used it for me she stopped and asked if i was comfortable with it or if i wanted to keep it private. i have never EVER met #another cis person who would even think to ask that. most cis people dont understand why you would care. shes like. the nicest person ive #ever ever met. why did i have to find such a great place to work in minnesota? well. even if i am super tired tomorrow morning itll probably #be ok. butbi really would prefer not to be.#i dont know why i havent been able to sleep properly. bleh. i do liek what edibles do to me its a fun time but its kinda annoying that i #cant use them very casually for sleep or pain. they incapacitate me for 14 hours minimum.#well. at least no matter how stressed i am abt everything. i will definitely be elsewhere in 18 days max. should be less than that.#i will miss this job and these coworkers but i am relived that i wont have to go to work for awhile. esp with this tooth pain.#and im so excited to be able to draw again! im glad im moving a month before artfight bc itll give me time to get shit prepped #i wanted so bad to participate last year but i wasnt able to come evn close to finishing any attacks bc i was too tired from working

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flashhwing · 2 months

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Maybe cut out felt and stick it to the wall under the guitars?

yeah that’s what im thinking. now the question is how to get a hanger on there 🤔 we don’t want to drill into it because we don’t know how sturdy it would actually be for hanging, and part of me doubts any stick on thing would actually get proper purchase on there

#I am. very protective of my guitar lol if it gets hurt I will be Upset #the bass is whatever. that thing’s already been through hell any more dents or scratches or chips will just add to its Charm #but the guitar was my first Expensive purchase (coulda gotten a cheap one but shelled out for a Nice one)#so I’m invested in keeping him Pristine #this has been a post #asks #anon #guitar cost me hundreds of dollars. bass cost me a shot of whiskey

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rexscanonwife · 2 months

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@bioexorcizm NO YOU'RE ABSOLUTELY RIGHT AND THAT'S ONE OF MY FAVE TROPES TOO!!

I'm not saying Brea would be a baaaad teacher per se 😅😅 but her training is certainly very 'hands on'! And Kepler being the scared boy that he is, doesn't always take to it very well. Especially in the situation that they're in, where because of the circumstances he's basically being FORCED into this position when he's not ready.

But the most important thing for the both of them is that Brea is there to catch him when he falls 🥺 it takes a while for him to trust that she'll still be there when he loses his footing, when he trips over his own robes, when he makes mistakes (and he makes a LOT, but then...so does she.) But when he does, having that security and trust in someone does way more for his growth than anything else ever has

#jane journals #self insert talk #platonic f/o #familial f/o #🪐 kepler quinn 🪐#SORRY i took this as an opportunity to gush about it a little bit 🥺🥺👉👈#I LOVE THEM SOOO MUCH 😭😭💖💖💖💖#but yeah uh he hasnt even ever bested someone in practice SABER training by the time hes forced to contend with battle droids #he's not very gifted in fighting or the force #but its a do or die situation #it helps knowing that at all costs...she'll do whatever she can to keep him alive

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theflyingfeeling · 7 months

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I had to check and the polaroid Olli is holding is actually just Aleksi, but it makes it even better 😭🥺💗

and ooh that AU, why did I get butterflies imagining that 🤧😩 even though I must admit that sounds exactly like the scenarios I think about daily 😭

awwww that's right! I watched that mv quite recently so I should've remembered, but omg 😭 we're gonna take this as a secret, hidden message, right? 😌🥺

idk about you but this week has been crazy busy scenario-wise 😵 like, ever since we learned that Aleksi travelled to Oulu to hang out with Olli I've spent every single day imagining them growing closer and sharing intimate moments and making out in secrecy and freaking out about their feelings and wanting each other so bad and and and !!!!!!! 💞💞💞💞💞💞

#maybe they tried to fight it until they couldn't anymore #and eventually just gave in and started kissing hungrily at the studio late at night #and then janne interrupted them because he had forgotten his phone or something at the studio #and it was awkward for all of them and they barely spoke at all the next day unless it was related to whatever they were working on #but they were dyyyiiiinngggg to resolve the situation (=continue where they left off)#because after they had been interrupted the night before they had just gone straight to bed #and janne senses the tension too and hurries out once they're done (this time making sure he takes all his belongings with him lol)#and for a while they try to explain their behaviour away by claiming they're just stressed out and heartbroken and all that #but in reality they've wanted to do that for years 😭#okay this turned into a whole another scenario lol sorry 😂#i just have a wild imagination and a soft spot for some good ol' mutual pining 😭#it's been a week in the delulu 😩#the olli/allu stans keep winning but at what cost 🤧#sparfloxacin #answered asks #ollixallu

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bonedoor · 2 years

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texted landlord ✅️

#everybody clap #poor guy i keep causing problems #he asked me to talk to my insurance abt covering the costs of me staying away from the apartment while they replace the floors #he told me to do that like 50 years ago #but me being me i put it off nd when i finally tried they wld never pick up their phone for like an entire week #so i put it off again nd when i finally decided to email them their contact page wldnt work #so i put it off again until like this week nd #i got an automated response telling me to signal the . problem formally which . In retrospective makes sense like obviously #but like see i started filling all the forms back when the problem first happened 38272627281 years ago but #i never finished bc i sent it to my landlord to fill in bc there was a section for him to fill in #he never did bc he found out that his insurance wld b the one to cover the repair costs #SO i never sent the forms back to my insurance . bc 1) he said his insurance wld cover the stuff nd 2) he never sent me back #what i needed him to fill in #so its been a WHILE since this happened nd im not even sure if i can get any money for it now #but like back then we didnt know i wld have to leave the apartment during the repairs yknow #but now that i do . if my insurance doesnt cover my 5 days away . where tf do i go yknow #also even if im fine even if he or my parents find a way whatever . am i supposed to take literally all my stuff w me . for the 5 days .#thats going to be a literal nightmare .#(theyre supposed to fully replace the floor #)* . nd so like . i dont even wanna think abt it #-> i put it off again nd-

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caspock · 2 years

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why did dean get to bond more with claire than cas

#i know main character etc whatever etc #corollary: why was one of the claire episodes. about MICK (irrelevant dead british guy 3)#sneaking my perhaps vaguely incendiary opinion here within the tags also but some of u guys rly like #overemphasize the significant of claire and dean's relationship #*significance #like yeah they have a certain understanding courtesy of deancoded problems and issues #and there is an appeal to the couple of times they pretend to be family on cases. like there's a lightheartedness there that's nice #but on the other hand like claire literally does not know this man. this man went on murder rampages half the times they saw each other #and like idk i see their connection overemphasized at the cost of her connection with cas #which is like. i am sitting here in a constant loop saying so i'm just supposed to watch angel heart and say cool i'm satisfied with that #like i'm supposed to take a look at possibly the most effortlessly complex relationship in supernatural and say. cool. less of that #like supernatural SAID. they SAID. cas is not claire's father he's wearing her father's face. claire prayed to cas. for years.#cas promised he'd keep jimmy's family safe and he lied and he looked for claire and that season plot coincided with him looking for his grac #*grace #and they said. he's gonna look for claire and they're both desperate for family and belonging and it will be so fucked up #and then they put claire in a taxi cab and said anyway back to the mark of cain #okay sorry i'm writing something and i got myself fired up #caspock.txt #mdfs.txt #yeah that's right that's a new project tag. think i am onto something

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quietwingsinthesky · 4 months

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of ten’s companions, if the doctor couldn’t handle losing them and crossed his own timeline to trick them into traveling with future!him instead of past!him so that he’d have a little more time with them:

rose would do it. first because bless her but she has the situational awareness of a rock, and legitimately would not realize this isn’t her doctor until his facade starts to break down and he starts bleeding grief-laced love for her at every turn. but once she does realize it, she’s both deeply sympathetic and a little scared that she could make him into this. it’s a lot to be confronted with having that much power over someone, to break them so thoroughly. rose would try to get back to her doctor, but while she’s with the future version, she tries to do what she can to ease his pain. (she also tries to figure out a way to subvert her fate. she fails.)

i think martha would be harder to trick. she can smell desperation on the doctor like a bloodhound. she is so tapped into the fact that this man wants to off himself so bad and that she’s 90% of his self-restraint, so present her with a doctor who is lacking that and she’s onto him immediately. however, assuming he gets her to come with him, explains why he’s doing this, there’s like. a minute where she’s kind of. not flattered exactly, but surprised, giddy with the realization that he’d come back for a little more time with her, especially if this is early season 3 martha. which would all come crashing down around the time that he reveals that he wasn’t pushed to this by losing her to some tragedy or her death or anything- but that she chose to leave. that is the point at which martha goes ‘oh i need to get the fuck off of this tardis right now’ and ghosts the past!doctor that she was also traveling with because holy shit, man.

donna, like rose, is easily bamboozled into following the wrong doctor home, provided that he shuffles her along into his tardis too fast for her to argue. but she catches on far quicker than rose does. like, three minutes tops of watching the doctor move through the tardis in a way that’s definitely not enthusiastic piloting and looks more like guilty panic. and then she yells at him for lying to her. and she yells at him for kidnapping her. and then she stops yelling because he’s gone sort of still and quiet and his eyes are just broken. and he doesn’t explain himself, he confesses. donna is going to try to stay with him after this btw. because how do you go back to looking your best friend in the eyes when you know he’d take everything you’ve become away from you, even to save your life? and this is still the doctor, he still did that to her, but he regrets it. regrets it so much that he can’t live with it, he’s breaking time and space just to hear her say his name again. and donna doesn’t want to lose him anymore than he wanted to lose her.

#i am so enthralled by this concept you have no idea #also like. i mentioned in rose’s section how this is a genuinely scary situation for her.#but to be clear. it is for all three of them the moment they realize that this Is Not Their Doctor #because theyre suddenly on a ship going through time ans space with. almost a stranger. and one who has proven that he’s break laws #fundamental to his worldview rather than let them go #doctor who #rose tyler #martha jones #martha girl get the fuck out of there oh my god #the doctor comes out looking the worst in her section rip to him for not handling her leaving him in a normal and healthy way very well #i think it would be very funny if the doctor said goodbye to her and then immediately went. ‘oh! right! martha is the only thing keeping me #from jumping off a cliff! brb i need to get martha back at whatever cost!’ sir go to therapy #donna noble #also also to be clear im not trying to insult rose in her section thats just how she is #remember that time her boyfriend turned into plastic in front of her and she. didnt notice. or that time the doctor was being strangled in #the other room and she. didnt notice.#rose tyler girl that you are. you never know what the fuck is going on around you and i love you for that. how are you still alive.#REMEMBER THAT TIME SHE GOT BACK FROM AN ALTERNATE DIMENSION AND DIDNT EVEN NOTICE THE DALEK ABOUT TO SHOOT THE DOCTOR IN THE FACE #ROSE TYLER. GIRL. LOOK LEFT AND RIGHT BEFORE CROSSING A STREET AT LEAST #donna’s here is the most fucked up i think because even if this situation is ‘resolved’ and she goes back to her doctor like. how does she #keep going with that fact in the back of her mind at all times. that he can and will do this to her. that he’ll take himself and everything #else away from her while she begs him not to.#angst <3

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