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casspurrjoybell-17 · 5 months

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Heart’s Choice - Chapter 1

*Warning Adult Content*

- Carlos -

The behemoth looms over me.

I lie on my back, knees drawn up as my eyes roam a body built for hard work and showing the signs of it.

Hard, dirty, strong and big — just the way I like it.

I spot what I'm really after and adjust my position a little.

"Oh, yeah. There you are. Now, come to Papi."

I bite back a groan as I reach for the thick, well-oiled shaft and slide my hand along its length.

It's larger than I anticipated.

"Fuck. Hang on baby. I gotta grab a bigger..."

With a pop and a screech of metal, the gigantic pickup truck I'm working on slips off the jack and drops a foot, bouncing on its tires.

The axle I'd been feeling up for damage comes to rest a finger's width above the bridge of my nose.

I stare at it without breathing for what feels like a tiny eternity and then, discovering that I'm still alive, I scramble from beneath the vehicle and let loose.

"Puta Madre. Mother-fuck. Kyle. I thought I told you to check the fucking jacks, you dumb-fuck shit-head."

My hapless assistant comes flying in from the work yard, his pale face shiny with sweat and his blue eyes wide and stares at the slipped jack as if it's the most horrific thing he's ever seen.

"Holy shit. Oh, shit, Mr. Martinez. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, no thanks to you."

"I swear I checked them, Mr. Martinez. Just like you showed me. I swear I did."

He twists his hands in the dirty rag he holds and shifts from side to side, miserable with anxiety and my anger fades.

I rake a hand through my long hair, then remember my hands are covered in axle grease and swear.

"Chinga..."

"What?"

"Fuck," I say. "Chinga means fuck."

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Martinez."

"How many times I gotta tell you? It's Carlos, Kyle. Carlos. Señor Martinez was my grandpa."

"Sorry, Mr. Martinez," Kyle whispers, eyes on the floor. "I'll try harder. I swear. Please don't tell my aunt."

I cast my own eyes heaven-ward and pray for patience.

"Why would I tell your aunt?"

"'Cause she made you hire me. I mean, that's the only reason I'm here, right?"

I rub the back of my neck and sigh. Kyle isn't wrong.

His aunt, Lucille, is my landlady and neighbor and she asked me to give him a job.

Kyle is, as my own aunt would say, a sandwich short of a picnic and a magnet for trouble.

A foster kid raised by his aunt, he dropped out of high school, fell in with the wrong crowd, spent some time in juvie, got out, got in trouble again, got out again and now he's twenty two and his prospects are dim.

Life handed Kyle lemons and he can't afford the sugar to make lemonade.

I sympathize. I really do.

I had my own troubles growing up, different troubles but no less damaging and I want to give Kyle every chance I can.

The problem is, I can barely afford the sugar myself, much less Kyle's meager pay.

His aunt isn't even asking for much.

In exchange for reduced rent, Lucille proposed I hire him as my assistant, teach him the mechanic's trade and keep him on the payroll for at least a year.

She just wants him to have a chance; to have something, anything, legitimate to put on a resume.

I wouldn't complain if not for the fact he's almost killed me three times already and he's only been working here two weeks.

"Kyle," I say, rubbing my brow. "Look. Why don't you go get us some lunch, okay? Rexi's burgers, down the street. Here..." I pull out my wallet, remove a twenty I can ill-afford to spend and hand it over. "I'll have the classic with fries. Get yourself what you want."

He takes the bill, stuffs it in his pocket and leaves, shoulders hunched and shoes scuffing the concrete floor.

When he's gone, I crack my neck and take a closer look at the truck.

"Fuck," I hiss.

There's a small dent and scrape in the paint I'll have to fix.

Fortunately, the truck's owner is a friend.

When I moved to Spring Lakes and opened my own garage, it felt like the world was my oyster.

I had new friends, a new home and thanks to a certain demon, I was finally free of the possessions that had plagued me since childhood.

That's right, I got possessed. A lot.

Ghosts, demons, I don't even know what, sometimes.

All I know is my aunt, Toni, was the only person who could keep me safe.

She raised me, fed me, clothed me, gave me a home and taught me everything I know about cars.

She happened to be an exorcist, too, one of a long line in our family and she used me as a tool of her trade.

I didn't mind, usually but I also didn't have a choice.

How do you say 'no' to your only caregiver, when they're the only person in the world who gives a shit about you?

Then I met a man who can turn into a bear and a boy who's part demon and in a moment of pure desperation I got in the back of this very truck and left my old life in the dust.

I haven't looked back but the truth is, my aunt did a good job.

She sheltered me from a lot of shit but in the process she left me a little unprepared for 'real life.'

On the one hand, things are good.

I've got my own business and my own place.

I got friends and I'll be twenty-seven in two weeks.

On the other hand, there are things that cost me sleep.

My business is struggling and my place is a rental held together with duct tape and prayers.

My friends are amazing but they got their own lives and I'm still single, not for lack of trying, unfortunately.

Rising, I catch sight of myself in the cab window's reflection and sigh.

I used to think I was hot stuff.

Dark eyes under expressive brows, olive-toned skin and a mouth that drew the eye.

I had young Johnny Depp or Antonio Banderas vibes or so I imagined and I wore my chestnut brown hair long and lush.

I wasn't just pretty; I was masculine, too, trim and toned from real, hard work, with grease under my nails and dirt on my skin.

Who wouldn't wanna call that his own? Everyone, apparently.

Before I left Toni and my old life behind, I blamed it on the possessions.

Can't fault a date for dipping after some hell-spawn takes you for spin.

But once I was free of that, I thought things would change.

I thought, finally, I'd have them all swiping right, calling me back or better yet, asking for my number.

No such luck.

I run my hand along the side of the truck.

The weeks I spent on the road with Ian and Sam were, while harrowing, the best of my life.

I guess I thought if I followed them here, the good times would roll.

They haven't.

And now I can't help wondering, if the possessions weren't the problem, then maybe the problem is me.

Or maybe, if I can't find what I'm looking for, then what I'm looking for isn't here.

I've decided I'll give it my all, throw my heart and soul into my business but if it fails, then I'm out.

I'll be like Jack, hit the road and never come back no more.

~ ★ ~

By seven o'clock, I'm pissed.

Kyle seems to have done a Jack, too and used my twenty to buy a ticket to fuck-knows-where.

He never came back with my lunch, anyway and I figured he got distracted by something and decided to fuck off for the rest of the day.

He plays the innocent card well but he's not as dumb as he pretends to be.

He knows I can't fire him.

Hell, for all I know he set the jack up wrong on purpose to play a prank on me.

A potentially murderous prank that could have crushed my skull but a prank, nonetheless.

At any rate, I'm in a foul mood by the time Ian Foley comes to pick up his truck at the end of the day.

"I'm sorry," I say, indicating the dent and scratch. "I won't charge you for the repairs and I'll do the body work free, too."

Ian rubs his short red beard and blows a breath through his nose.

"I'm not worried for the truck," he says. "I'm more concerned you're still using this crap equipment, Carlos. You know old shit like this is a hazard."

I bite back a rude reply.

Of course I know it, I was raised to know it.

I grew up in a fucking garage for fuck's sake.

"I'm still saving for the upgrade," I say. "It was my mistake. As the mechanic, it's my responsibility to do the safety check. I shouldn't have relied on Kyle."

“Hmm.”

Ian's noncommittal grunt says more than he knows, that if I need an assistant, I should hire one I can trust and if I can't trust Kyle, then he shouldn't be working here.

"What do you I owe you?" he asks and I frown.

"I told you. Nothing."

He shakes his head.

"Nah. You musta spent eight hours on this. Parts an' labor... I'm guessing four hundred."

He pulls out his wallet, counts the bills,and holds them out to me.

I shake my head.

"I can't. I damaged your vehicle and took twice as long as promised. The Martinez Motors guarantee is 'on time or no charge.' So it's no charge."

Rather than argue, Ian grabs my hand and presses the wad of bills into my palm.

"Take it, Carlos. You earned it. My business is doing well right now and I can spare it. Someday, that might not be the case. Someday I might be the one who needs help. That's what friends are for. This isn't charity. It's support. And you can put yourself first sometimes. You're worth it. Understand?"

I nod and accept the money.

"Thanks, Ian. You let me know if you're not satisfied, though, right?"

I hand him his keys and he winks.

"You bet your ass. My truck is my baby. Well, other than Sam."

He gets in his truck and leaves,and I let my shoulders slump as I fall into one of the stained waiting area chairs and bury my face in my hands.

I remember the first time I saw Ian Foley, in a little pub where I was waiting tables.

He was just my type, big and rough, with red hair and a pair of startlingly blue eyes.

He had one eye now but he was no less handsome for the loss.

Sometimes, I wondered what might have happened if he'd met me first, instead of Sam but the reality was he'd never shown a hint of interest.

I was lucky he considered me a friend.

Still, someday I want someone to put me first.

My phone buzzes and I pull it from my pocket.

It's a text and my heart leaps at the name attached to it.

Alejo, a guy I hooked up with the week before at a bar.

He'd seemed pretty into me, at least until he got what he wanted.

Then he'd basically told me to fuck off.

But maybe I'd misinterpreted things.

I'd had a few drinks and my head wasn't totally clear at the time.

Alejo: Hey I'm. bored Wanna hang out?

I start to type and then my head catches up to my eager heart 'and hormones' and I read the text again.

He's bored and too lazy for punctuation and I'm a distraction.

One of many, no doubt. Still...

I bite my bottom lip, finger hovering above the screen.

Then, with an exhalation, I silence my phone and pocket it again.

‘Not tonight, Alejo. Not ever again, actually.’

Ian's right.

Maybe if I stop acting so desperate, something better than guys who prey on desperate guys will come my way.

Maybe.

Exhausted, I drag myself up to the little apartment above the garage, take a shower and flop into bed.

Kyle's going to get an earful tomorrow and I'm taking that twenty out of his pay.

~ ★ ~

Bright and early, I'm roused by a persistent and obnoxious sound.

Not my alarm but the buzz of the bell on the shop door below.

Blearily, I roll into a sitting position and rub my hands over my face before jolting unsteadily to my feet.

Dressed in my boxers and sleeveless nightshirt, I lean on the wall for support as I descend the stairs to the floor below, my brain struggling to catch up to my body and understand who would be at the door this early and why.

It must be a customer with a scheduled drop off, which Kyle must have forgotten to put in my calendar.

When I open the door, however, I discover not a customer, but a pair of officers in uniform.

I blink at them and they stare at me.

One is male and one is female.

The female officer speaks first.

"Mr... Martinez?"

I nod, suddenly much more awake and much more conscious of my attire or lack thereof.

"Yeah. Um... I mean, Yes, that's me. Carlos Martinez. How can I help you, officers?"

"We'd like to ask you some questions, if you don't mind."

"What about?"

"You know a Kyle Peters?"

"Yeah. Yes. He's my... he's my assistant," I clear my throat.

The male officer speaks.

"In what capacity?"

I turn towards him and frown.

He has short brown hair and green eyes and he looks about ten years older, eight inches taller and fifty pounds more muscular than me.

He's also hot. And straight. Definitely straight.

"In the garage," I say. "I'm a... I'm a mechanic."

"So I gathered," the officer's tone is dry and I flush, embarrassed.

"Um... So what's this about Kyle?" I ask, running a hand through my hair. "What's the little shit gone and done now?"

"That's what we're here to find out," the female officer says and I groan.

"Don't tell me. He stole some shit, again."

"No, Mr. Martinez," the male officer drawls, drawing my attention back to him. "He's dead."

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littlemissaddict · 3 years

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Like Brothers

Summary: Carlos has an accident at baseball practice and is unable to get in touch with Ray or Julie so he call Luke instead. (Requested)

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“Luke” Carlos says when he hears the older boy answer the phone.

“Hey buddy, what’s up?” Luke asks, he’s kind of confused and worried as to why Carlos has rang him because he knows Julie had given her brother Luke’s phone number for emergencies when he can’t get a hold of her or their dad.

“Can you come pick me up?” he asks which confuses Luke even more.

“Yeah, where are you?” he asks, already grabbing his shoes as he hears Carlos telling him he’s at baseball practice “Okay, give me five minutes” he says before the younger boy hangs up. He slides his shoes on quickly, grabbing his car keys and letting his mom know that he’s going out.

It doesn’t take him long to get there, parking the car and jumping out going in search of the boy. Luke finds Carlos sat on the bench watching the rest of his team play and the closer he gets to him he can see that he’s holding his arm against his chest and he wonders what the boy has done.

“Jeez Carlos what have you done?” Luke asks as he reaches him but before he gets an answer the coach comes over to them.

“Are you here for Carlos?” the coach asks and Luke nods not getting a chance to say anything because Carlos speaks up letting him know that he couldn’t get a hold of his dad because he was working. “Okay well you should probably get that arm looked at, you went down pretty hard” the coach says as Carlos stands up and goes to pick up his bag but Luke knocks his hand away.

“I’ve got it” he says, putting it over his shoulder and Carlos gives him a grateful smile as he says goodbye to his coach and follows Luke back to his car. Luke unlocks it letting Carlos climb into the passenger seat and he puts the bag in the trunk. Climbing into the car himself he notices Carlos struggling to put the seatbelt on with one hand.

“Do you want a hand?” Luke offers knowing how stubborn he can be when it comes to doing things by himself. Carlos groans and nods as Luke twists in his seat to face him, he takes the seat belt from Carlos’s hand and pulls it across him, careful to avoid his arm and clicks it into place.

“So a trip to the emergency room then” Luke says as he buckles his own belt before starting the engine. They’re quiet on the way to the hospital, only the sound of the radio playing softly in the background as Luke navigates the roads. The car park is surprisingly full when they get there and Luke has to drive around it a couple of times before he finds a space.

At the front desk of the emergency room they ask the usual questions: name, date of birth and what they’re here for. Luke answers the first and last questions easily but pauses and looks to Carlos for his date of birth, which makes him laugh.

“You’ve been dating my sister for how long and you still don’t know my birthday” he asks and Luke shakes his head waiting as Carlos answers the lady behind the desk, after she inputs it into the computer she tells them to take a seat and that it won’t be long.

They sit for about half an hour before a nurse calls them through, taking them into a room where she can examine Carlos’s arm. She makes small talk as she checks it over, asking how he did it and when he tells her it was at baseball she talks to him about that.

When she’s finished, she sits back in her chair “I think it may be a break but we’ll send you down to x-ray just to double check and then we’ll get you patched up” she smiles leading them out of the room and telling them where to find the x-ray department. The boys follow her directions only getting lost once on the way there, which Luke thinks is a miracle because all the corridors feel like a maze. Luke lets them know that Carlos is there and they take a seat waiting to be called through, this time they’re not waiting long before his name is called. The x-ray confirmed that Carlos’s arm was in fact broken and he left the hospital with a cast on.

“You hungry? How about we stop for something before I take you home?” Luke asks as they climb back into the car and Luke helps Carlos with his seat belt again to save him from struggling with only one hand. They decide on burgers and get take-out, planning to eat it back at the Molina house while they wait for Julie and Ray to get home.

They pull up outside the house, Luke takes the food and grabs Carlos’s bag out of the trunk, meeting him at the front door which he’s already unlocked. Luke places Carlos’s sports bag down by the front door then the two boys head straight through to the kitchen to unpack the food. Luke notices that Carlos had disappeared while he was putting the food on plates but he comes back in just as he’s putting the food on the table and Luke see’s he’s got his tablet with him.

“You don’t mind if it put this on while we eat do you?” he asks, sitting down and opening up the youtube app. Luke shakes his head as he takes a bite out of his burger as Carlos props the tablet up in the middle of the table where they both can see it and he presses play on the video. From what Luke can tell it’s a ghost hunting video, he shouldn’t be surprised really Julie has told him about Carlos’s latest obsession with ghosts and he knows that he had even roped Reggie in to help him search the house for ghosts after band practice a couple of weeks ago. Luke’s not sure he believes in the existence of ghosts and he’s certain that all the tricks that they pull off in shows like these are faked but despite this he finds his attention glued to the small screen and Carlos definitely notices.

“Didn’t know you were a believer too” he teases as he stuffs a couple of fries into his mouth.

“I’m not, I'm just trying to work out how they’re doing it” Luke answers truthfully because one video is not going to change his mind.

“It’s ghosts.They’re not doing anything” he proclaims before gesturing to the person on screen and he sounds so certain that Luke doesn’t try to argue just gives him an amused look. “Okay I’ll make a believer out of you just watch this one” he announces bringing up another video.

They hear the front door go and Luke looks at the time it’s almost four, they’re still sitting at the table watching ghost videos even though they had finished eating a while ago and Luke’s still not convinced about the whole ghost thing but he has to admit the videos are pretty entertaining. Ray comes into view shortly afterwards and he seems shocked to see Luke there but he doesn’t say anything until he sees Carlos’s arm.

“Carlos” Ray says, walking over to them and gesturing to the cast on his arm.

“Oh it’s broken” Carlos states looking up at his dad but Ray gives him an unamused look and Carlos sighs before speaking “I fell at baseball this morning and landed funny. I tried calling you but there was no answer and I know Julie was out with Flynn all day and wouldn’t be able to come for me so I rang Luke. He took me to the hospital and then stayed with me all afternoon” he explains. Ray reaches into his pockets searching for his phone but can’t seem to find it then he looks up seeming to remember where it is going out into the hall and returning with the phone in hand.

“I’m sorry Carlos I must have left it on the side when I was looking for my keys this morning” he admits before turning to face Luke a smile on his face “Thank you Luke for looking after him”

“It’s no problem really,” Luke shrugs “but I better be going, my mom will be wondering where I am.” He smiles getting up from the chair, Ray nods walking him to the door and thanking him again for looking after Carlos as Luke gets into his car.

“So I heard you had an interesting day” Julie smiles when she calls Luke later on that night and Luke agrees “Carlos had fun though despite everything” she tells him and he can’t help but smile.

“How’s his arm?” Luke asks

“It’s a little bit sore but it’s not hurting as much now that he’s taken some pain killers” Julie responds before she starts giggling slightly “You know I asked him why he didn’t try ringing Tia and you should have seen the look on his face”

“I can imagine” Luke laughs along with her, he had only met Julie’s aunt a couple of times but from what he’d seen she did tend to go a bit over the top with things.

“He said he’d rather spend the day with you” she says becoming serious “I think he sees you as a brother rather than just his sisters boyfriend, especially after today” she adds and Luke can’t help the warm feeling that washes over him, he didn’t have any siblings himself although he would’ve liked a brother to play with when he was growing up but then he got Alex and Reggie when he started school and they became his brothers. Now here he was with Carlos and he couldn’t help but smile. Julie saw but she didn’t tease him for it just started telling him about how her and Flynn almost got kicked out of a store while they were out, which Luke found hilarious.

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balladeer-angelo · 4 years

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64, 86 carlosxreader 🥴❤️

I gotchu bb 😘 this one’s got some ZANG to it

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It was just some harmless flirting. At least, to you it was. Maybe even to the bartender polishing a freshly cleaned shot glass. She’s gotta be used to seeing these kinds of interactions day in and day out, whether she wanted to overhear too much or not. But to Carlos, who was quietly nursing a glass of beer in an empty booth, it became more and more of an objectionable offense the longer he watched you and one of the men he worked with getting along just a little too well. And he swore that he knew what you were doing. Or that you knew what you were doing. To him.

Though you were casually leaning back in your seat at the bar, legs crossed and body facing the man you were chatting with about non-work related matters, he always caught those little glances you would toss his way to peck at. You knew he was watching. He doesn’t have to mull about whether the way you tilt your head when you would speak to show off the skin of your neck is blatant or purely accidental. Because with you and with him, it’s never an accident.

The warm light hanging above the counter brings a shine to your eyes when you laugh at something his co-worker says, playfully giving his arm a light nudge. Carlos starts to drink a little more briskly. His glass was now half empty, and he squinted from across the bar as you leaned in close to whisper something in that man’s ear. You didn’t even cup your hand over your mouth to hide what you were saying. You might as well have been whispering to everyone in the building who could listen. Your eyes flicker in Carlos’s direction and he almost chokes on his lukewarm beer, feels it threaten to creep up into his nose.

You laugh again and so does the man this time. Carlos somehow finds just enough restraint in him so he doesn’t slam the bottom of the clear glass onto the table, lest it shatter and bring unwanted attention. Though he does place it with a little more of a heated oomph. He wipes his mouth with his forearm and strides over to the bar, boots thumping against the wood with purpose. He doesn’t even acknowledge your new friend when he gets close enough.

“Can I talk to you for a minute?” He mumbles in your ear, sounding more worked up than he looked.

You finish your drink and smile at him like you don’t know what’s about to happen. “Sure!” You give a friendly touch to his co-worker’s wrist, still smiling. “It was lovely chatting with you. See you around, Paul!”

Paul returns the sentiment and you slip out of your seat to follow Carlos toward the back exit. Even in the chill of the night, your skin feels deceptively hot beneath the silky material of your blouse. Maybe it’s the cocktail. Maybe it’s the anticipation. He checks every open corner and nook in the dimly lit alley beside the small tavern, one of his many habits, and once he determines that the two of you are completely alone he closes the space between the both of you.

“So, you wanna tell me what the hell that was all about?”

You have to crane your neck slightly to take a good look at his face and you’re able to verify that he’s not necessarily mad, but he’s not exactly pleased.

“I’m not sure what you mean.” You answer with a coy grin. He shakes his head.

“Oh no, don’t you start playin’ dumb now. You know what I mean.”

“I was just having a nice, cordial chat with a new friend. That’s all.” You say with a shrug. He doesn’t feel like buying it just yet.

“Yeah? You always get that cozy with every new friend you make?”

“Sounds like someone’s a little jealous.”

He actually laughs at that. His eyes leave your face and find a more interesting spot on the brick wall behind you. Someone carved the words, call me! along with a line of dashes and numbers. Someone else responded with their own carving that read, AS IF.

“Did you know that Paul used to work in Umbrella’s tourism firm, the Paraguas Line Company?” You tip your head to try and gain his attention again, but he wouldn’t let you have it. He was looking at a slew of graffiti instead.

“He’s taken people everywhere. Europe, Africa, South America. He’s seen it all. He’s done it all. From drinkin’ out of coconuts on soft white beaches and splashin’ around in oceans bluer than curacao liqueur, to munchin’ on a fresh quiche for breakfast outside of a little cafe in The Côte d'Azur and harvesting Sorento lemons in October.”

He’s tapping his foot now, still refusing to look at you even though you also catch him stealing his own glances. You notice that those quick peeks seem to get snagged on your lips every time. This makes you grin and he gets stuck in your teeth, too.

“You wanna know somethin’ else about Paul?”

The muscles in his jaw visibly tense just a bit underneath all of that dark scruff and he puffs out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding.

“Lemme guess, he’s got a shinier pension plan? A timeshare in the Bahamas? Any other fantastic fringe benefits I’m forgetting? Uhh... Oh! Does he have dental? I bet he has great dental.”

You expected this amount of snark for how much you rattled him throughout the night. It was oozing out of him like when you take a scraper across a heavy slab of honeycomb. Seeing him get so riled up was more blood-pumping than taking down a horde of the undead.

You boldly take a step closer to him, carefully pressing your chest against his. You lean up on your toes and whisper in his ear.

“His wife is a researcher at the Alexander Institute of Biotechnology in Chicago.”

Carlos sighs through his nose and he slowly brings his arms up to place his hands on either side of your head against the wall behind you. His forehead is pressed against your collarbone.

Got ‘em.

“He says that she’s wonderful at what she does. The best and brightest out of everyone there. Oh! And they actually met while Paul was guiding a cruise across the Mediterranean coast, and at that very same lemon grove in Sorento. Isn’t that romanti-”

His lips are rough and demanding when they find yours, catching your breath and discarding any more trivial things to make room for his tongue. You do your best not to smile into the kiss, you really do. You try to match his frustrated tempo with a few placating licks of your own. But he’s just so damn cute when he’s embarrassed. His teeth give your bottom lip a stern pinch before he releases to scowl at you.

“You must think you’re pretty funny, huh? Cute, even.”

You shrugged once more. “Maybe a little. I definitely am cute, though.”

Carlos hummed, giving you ample time to get everything out of your system now before he ended your little game.

“And he does have good dental. His teeth are pretty nice.”

Even through the fabric of your shirt, you can feel the blazing heat coming from his palms as they slide down your arms, your elbows, bringing the blood in your wrists to a simmer.

“Glad you had a good time. Now, I’m sure you know what comes next, don’t you, fox?”

Though he looks to be in better spirits, at the moment, you can’t stop yourself from pressing your lips together to hide your cheeky smile. You take your time as you answer him, walking your fingers up his chest and innocently picking lint off the collar of his shirt.

“Burgers and a shake? I am feeling a little peckish.”

He shakes his head, pulling you even closer.

“Another drink to shake off all that embarrassment?”

“You wish.” Your arms are coiled around his neck now.

“Hmm... I dunno, Corporal. Why don’t you tell me?”

The hands that had been burning a steady path down your waist come to a halt at your hips to snake around for a good grip on your ass and haul you up. The wind is practically knocked out of you and a breathy whimper slips past your lips. He’s got you trapped between, literally, a rock and a hard place, with the hem of your skirt slipping up and over your waist.

He discovers then that you weren’t wearing anything else underneath. That has him practically panting on the spot.

You were enraptured by the intensely potent look in his eyes that held you just as tightly, that bruised you as lovingly as his hands did to your supple body.

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard that you forget you ever even met that asshole.” He growled with a greedy sort of spark that you’d never heard before.

“Don’t be mean. That asshole’s name is Paul.” His eyes roll at your lighthearted chiding, but soon he’s huffing abruptly against your chest when he feels your hand dip past his pants to rub his erection through his boxers. The chill of your fingers has him jolting and bucking into your touch.

You completely undo his belt and then pop the silver button on his jeans, teasing his lips with a quick swipe of your tongue as you leisurely pull down the zipper.

“And I don’t care what you do,” He helps you push his pants and boxers out of the way, releasing his aching cock to the night air. He lowers you down just a bit, just enough to have you lined up perfectly. He adjusts so your knees are slung over his arms. Carlos swallows hard, breathes heavily against your lips as he eagerly waits for you to say it, chants it in his mind.

Say it. Say it, please. It’s almost too much! Please say it!

“Just fuck me, Carlos.”

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carlosjillgivemelife · 4 years

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Memorial Day Weekend.

You know what Memorial Day Weekend means: It means paying respects and remembering the fallen soldiers that fight for your freedom, and country. Also means Barry is throwing a barbecue! So, here’s my headcanon for something fluffy and silly, since I did post some angsty shit a few days ago.

Barry: He is the man of the hour! He has been preparing his house for a barbecue weekend! I’d like to imagine Barry being that sort of fatherly/uncle figure that has a nice house, pool, front and backyard that has soft grass. Ultimate picturesque American Norman Rockwell.

While it’s not specific, and you’re not required to bring anything. Barry won’t turn away any side dishes, or general food item that someone may bring.

Leon and Claire are first to show up at Barry’s. They bring a fruit salad, and some brownies. Leon is trying to show utmost respect for Barry, and still exuding that sense of professional rookie. Claire on the meantime is ready to have a drink, and laugh!

Sherry is with Leon and Claire when they go. And my god... that kid wouldn’t shut up about swimming. She’s been wearing her swimsuit under her clothes for hours, and all she wants to do is jump in that pool. It’s almost impossible controlling that child the moment they get to Barry’s house. Claire has to remind her to put sunscreen on, and it nearly causes a fight when she stops Sherry and is greasing up her face!

Rebecca shows up and she has a vegetable tray, and modest healthy food. She’s also partially prepared to deal with bloody noses, scrapes, bruises, things that come from big large people rough housing. (Because Chris and Carlos will be in the same area. It’s bound to happen.) She takes over kitchen duty helping out Barry. She’s seeing to drinks, making sure that there is plenty of water, cups, napkins, plates etc. Barry is outside, so why not be inside greeting everyone!

Chris shows up. He’s trying his best to get out of “work mode”. But, it’s proving harder than he thought. He’s friendly, he’s cordiale. But our man Chris also has a lot of internal anxieties. I feel people forget that Chris is dealing similar trauma that Jill has endured. He was there in the Arklay Mountains as well with the mansion. He saw and dealt with similar events. Now, he has the knowledge and fear that his own little sister dealt with similar as he did. Something that no big brother wants to know about. Let alone that he wasn’t there to protect her.

So Chris is apprehensive. He’s a bit rigid, and he’s keeping an eye on all doors, windows, any point of entry when he’s inside. When he’s outside, he’s at an area where he can keep an eye on both the gates into the backyard, the pool, and doors that lead into the house.

It’s emotional when Chris and Claire get to see each other. While they have seen each other after the events of Raccoon City, it doesn’t stop the tears and sniffing from seeing the other is still alive. There is laughing, there is hugging, there is also the shit given back and forth to the other.

So, for Jill. She’s nervous about attending the barbecue. Crowds, even if friends are always anxiety ridden. She’s worried people will look at her like she’s some kind of monster. She doesn’t want to have anyone’s pity, or sympathies. If she could be invisible and not noticed she’d much rather have that.

Carlos however, is adamant that they have to go. Granted, his anxieties are towards Jill’s former comrades, and friends reception of him. But, he knows that Jill HAS TO interact and be with those that care about her. Closing herself off from her friends will not help in any improvement mentally, or emotionally for her. While he’s anxious about how she’ll react, and how he’ll be received, he takes them to the barbecue.

Carlos also is the one that makes some of his favorite dishes from his country. Carlos can cook! Man will put some meat on your bones. His love language is also with his cooking. So, you best expect what he brings is FUCKING DELICIOUS!

Jill’s rigid, and similar to Chris, she’s anxious. She has a small tight smile, she’s reserved, she’s trying to pretend to be normal.

Claire’s squeal makes Jill jump! As does the partially liqured up red-head’s adamant surprise hug attack!

Barry jokes, and he hugs Jill. He’s the first to really notice that she’s dealing with some shit. That’s where he gives her a rum and coke. Little stronger than some beer, something to loosen her nerves. He tells her too that he understands. Take some time. It’s safe. Nothing is going to happen. They are all there with her.

Chris and Jill have an awkward moment reunion. They’ve been through so much together as well, just as Jill has with Carlos. They do have a silent moment where the emotions are palpable. They end up embracing, and there are silent tears.

Carlos is trying not to feel awkward, but he does. He’s not so much “threatened” by Chris. But hey both have high tensions around the other. Carlos being former Umbrella, and Chris having the same distaste to Umbrella that Jill has. Naturally Chris doesn’t trust Carlos. Carlos just wants him to mind his own business! But for this... he can’t try to enforce that.

After that moment of tense interaction, and silent emotions expressed between Chris and Jill. Things begin to lighten up, and dare say it... people start having fun!

Leon is pushed into the pool.

There is an arm wrestling contest. Barry beats Leon. Granted, Leon did come close. But! Old man strength prevails.

Carlos and Chris are in a stalemate that Rebecca breaks up.

There is a game of capture the flag.

Claire and Jill get giggly with each other when they keep drinking.

Everyone eats hotdogs, grilled chicken, burgers- tasty all around food that you’d expect to have at a barbecue. It’s not till they try what Carlos brought that everyone’s minds are blown!

Carlos is oddly sheepish, and blushes at the praise he gets... Chris even compliments him. Those two have an awkward nod off.

Barry gets the firepit going, and people start to gather around it, sitting and talking, joking, telling stories etc.

Sherry has swam to her heart’s content, but now she’s tired and wrapped in a towel and in Leon’s lap, mumbling how she’s tired. All while Dad-Leon has frizzy hair, and damp clothes from being pushed in the pool.

Claire and Jill are drunk, and starting to show they are done.

It’s around 10:30-11pm that they call it a successful barbecue.

In the end, everyone had absolute blast, and they all left with high spirits. Chris and Carlos managed to get along, and Barry waves them off.

Leon has to carry Sherry to the car, and Chris helps get his sister into the jeep. She is muttering, and arguing with her brother all the while! She’s a tough badass woman, she doesn’t need his help. He counters back she’s drunk, and she needs to get some sleep... this goes on for awhile.

Jill can’t walk. She doesn’t trust her knees with how drunk she is. She’s too tired emotionally and mentally from the anxiety of just going to the barbecue. So, Carlos has to carry her out to their car.

Barry watches from his porch, smiling so proud to watch his “kids” leave to go home.

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telli1206 · 4 years

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You’re So Fine, You Blow My Mind (Part 2)

Tourney player Jay is smitten with the new cheerleader, and Evie and Mal help get them together.

Click here for Part 1: Jay

Part 2: Mal

Evil, there’s so much about tourney that Mal just can’t stand.

First off, the uniforms? They make sense to wear during games, kind of, but could they look anymore pansy-ish? Shiny blue and gold jerseys and shorts in silky soft materials? Not her idea of threatening or intimidating. These Auradonians make everything look so overdressed and...fancy.

And the games? With people watching and chanting stupid rhymes about defense and winning, with their faces painted blue and gold? It’s embarassing that anyone would want to act like that, especially to cheer on a fight over a ball. It would actually be similar to watching fights break out on the isle, if people here weren’t so weird about dressing up and singing for it.

For those reasons, and a few more, it took A LOT of convincing from Jay to get Mal to try out for tourney. But he won her over, of course. Jay always knew how to get through to Mal.

Not that she’d ever admit to that.

But at the end of the day, how could she turn down the opportunity to take her aggression out on a few Auradonian boys on the tourney field?

Especially Chad. Damn, Jay really knew her weaknesses.

But she’s a good friend too, so she’s VERY familiar with Jay’s weaknesses. And right now, his biggest weakness is ruining her practice and annoying the hell out of her.

She’s referring, of course, to the brain in his pants.

And that brain has completely taken over Jay today. Just one look at the new cheerleader boy, and her new best friend and teammate has been reduced to a clumsy, awkward, stuttering mess. Drills were a disaster, every play they ran was a complete failure, and Mal’s limping off the field now that Jay managed to trip her and knock them both into the ground during laps.

She hisses quietly as she brushes the dirt off the scrape on her knee, scowling at Jay, who simply shrugs at her and jogs towards the locker rooms, stumbling again on the way when he catches another glimpse of the freckled cheerleader in his peripheral vision.

Ok, fuck this shit. Mal’s fixing the problem, RIGHT NOW.

“Babe!” She calls to Evie as she waves, sprinting over to the pretty bluenette cheerleader.

Evie turns with a bright smile, already leaning forward to meet her girlfriend in a sweet kiss.

“You were fantastic out there today, Mals. The star of practice,” she raves, giving her a wink.

Mal loses her train of thought for a second, smiling and blushing furiously at the compliment.

“Thanks, Eves. I thought it went well today.” Her face turns serious as she remembers her problem. “For me at least. I don’t know if you saw, but someone had a really off day today.”

Evie purses her lips with a slight nod. “Jay? The poor guy, he couldn’t catch a break today. I guess everyone has a day that goes all wrong, right?”

“Sure, that can happen,” Mal surmises with a tilt of her head. “But in this case, it wasn’t just a bad day. Jay’s, problem, has a face. A pretty one.”

Evie giggles, shaking her head. “Of course. When doesn’t it? Who’s the goof all twitterpated for now?”

Mal spins on her heel, crossing her arms as she eyes the boy, now chatting with Jane, arms gesturing wildly in a passionate discussion. She hears words like ‘cosine’ and ‘tangent’ and has to chuckle. Her bestie’s fallen for a hot little nerd.

“Your new guy over there has my best friend tripping over his own feet. We need to do him a favor and introduce them. I don’t think he’ll manage this time without us. The guy’s a little hopeless right now.”

Evie’s eyes light up when she sees who Mal’s talking about. “You mean Carlos?!” She squeals and jumps happily, clapping her hands. “He’s ADORABLE, and the sweetest thing! Oh, he’s perfect for Jay!”

Mal smirks and drops her hands to her hips. Her girlfriend will forever love playing matchmaker.

“Good, but we’ll need to be there to help loverboy. I have a feeling this won’t go smoothly without us. But don’t worry, I have a plan,” Mal adds with a calculated grin.

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“So, why do you want to eat lunch in the courtyard today? I thought you liked the middle garden cause it’s less crowded.” Jay follows Mal, grabbing an apple on their way out of the cafeteria with their trays.

“What, is it so wrong to want a change of scenery one day? I’m not a creature of habit, Jay. I can be spontaneous.”

“Ok,” He chuckles, shining the apple against his vest. “Except you can’t.”

Mal glares at him but keeps walking.

“Evie’s already saved us a table,” she adds as they turn the corner. She smiles when she spots the girl at the table right in front of them. “And” She nods her head, gesturing for Jay to look. “She brought a friend to join us.”

Jay’s about to take a bite out of the apple, but freezes when he looks up ahead. Evie’s at the table with...his freckled cheerleader boy. He stands there, mouth agape, refusing to move.

Mal rolls her eyes and grabs at his arm, pulling him along. He finally stumbles into step with her up to the table.

Evie and the boy both look up, smiling. Mal smiles back and drops herself in the seat across from Evie, leaving Jay in front of his crush. He quirks a smile and slowly plops himself down, catching himself when he almost drops the apple in his hand. He swings back up quickly with an awkward chuckle.

“Mal! Jay!” Evie sings sweetly. She reaches for the boy’s hand on the table and squeezes it gently. “I’d like you to meet Carlos! He just transferred here last week. And he’s our newest cheerleader.” She comments with a wide smile, which Carlos returns.

“Hi! It’s nice to meet you. Both of you,” he says cheerfully, offering a tiny wave.

“Carlos! I saw you at practice yesterday, you’ve got some pretty sweet moves,” Mal comments.

Carlos’ smile widens at Mal’s praise, and a light pink flush spreads quickly across his cheeks, starkly brightening his face against the pale skin and freckles.

He’s cute. Really cute. Mal can definitely see why Jay’s so smitten.

“Thanks, Mal. I really love dancing. It was super exciting to make the squad. Evie’s put together some great routines.” He leans into Evie as she smiles and throws an arm around his shoulders for a side hug.

“And you’ve had some great ideas already, Carlos! I can’t wait to see what we can do together.”

Jay clears his throat, grabbing everyone’s attention. Mal sees his hand under the table between them, clenched tightly and at his side.

“Y-Yeah, Carlos.” He says weakly, curling his lips into a half-smile. “I saw you too. You’re...really good.”

Carlos spins back to meet Jay’s eyes with a warm smile, cheeks still flushed and adorable.

“Thanks, Jay.”

Mal bites back a laugh, shaking her head at Jay. He’s so shaky and nervous, totally not the suave flirt she’s used to seeing. And he’s joining late to the conversation and being SO awkward.

He’s so fucked for this kid. It’s time to step in and help.

“So, Carlos. Are you just new to our school, or new to Auradon City too?”

“Both!” He answers brightly, turning to Mal. “We lived in Camelot Heights before, but Roger and Anita thought it would be better for me here. Auradon Prep is known for their Math and Science programs.”

Mal quirks a brow. That explains his excited math chatter with Jane earlier. She peeks at Jay, who’s still listening intently to Carlos, resting his head in his hands with a stupid grin on his face. Obviously the nerd vibe hasn’t phased him at all.

“That’s great! Math and Science aren’t really my thing, but they have a lot of options here to keep you happy if you’re into that stuff.”

She leans in a little, offering a tiny smille. “But have you had any time to explore the city? There’s a lot of great restaurants and shops and stuff.”

Carlos shakes his head, waving his hand around in a circle. “This place is so big, and between tryouts, getting my schedule and taking the tour, I’ve barely even had time to get settled in my room.”

“Well! That’s got to change.” Mal pops back upright. “Evie and I are obsessed with the Auradon City Grille. They have the best burgers around.” Evie’s eyes widen as she nods excitedly at Carlos.

“Yes! And then we always hit up Mrs.Pott’s after for coffee or tea and some of her cupcakes. They’re my favorite,” she gushes, clasping her hands gleefully.

“Ooooh. That sounds great!” Carlos’ eyes light up with excitement. “Do they have chocolate cupcakes? I’m a sucker for chocolate.”

“Yes!” Mal jumps in. “You have to try it.”

Carlos nods eagerly. “I’m in! That sounds like fun! When are we going?”

Before Evie can respond, Mal reaches out to clasp her hand. She smiles knowingly, and Evie closes her mouth, perking her eyebrows in silent agreement.

“Actually, Evie and I are going to be pretty busy this week. I’m bombing Chemistry at the moment, so she’s going to help me study.”

“Oh, ok.” Carlos’ face drops a little in disappointment.

“But!” Mal claps Jay on the shoulder. “Jay here should be free.”

Jay chokes on his water, sputtering as he swallows his mouthful. He looks at Carlos, who’s staring back, and looking, hopeful.

“Uh, yeah. Yeah, I’m free.” Jay swallows loudly. “D-do you wanna go t-t-tomorrow night?”

Carlos smiles full and wide, showing a mouth of gleaming white, perfect teeth.

“Yeah. It’s a date.”

#jay descendants #carlos descendants #cheerleader carlos #jaylos #descendants #mal descendants #evie descendants #malvie

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video-killed-the-radio-host · 4 years

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Cecilos #4?

Cecil doesn't date often. He doesn't remember the last time he went on a real date. He is hesitant to even download grindr but did so anyway.

He never expected to get a match, let alone a date. He almost didn't go but Earl had managed to talk him into it.

Now, Cecil stands in front of the long mirror in his bedroom. It's been so long that Cecil had no idea how to dress. He finally settled on a cream colored button up and a pair of slacks. He fiddles with the collar of the shirt, wondering if it wasn't too little. His thoughts were interrupted by a quiet chime of his phone. No time to back out now. Carlos is here. Maybe he could fake being sick?

Cecil chews his bottom lip as he answers the door. He can feel the excuse at the tip of his tongue but he was not ready for what greeted him.

Cecil is greeted by a delicate bouquet of yellow and purple flowers. "Oh." He says softly. He takes the flowers with a soft expression. He looks up and his breath stops. The man standing there is beautiful. He had gorgeous eyes and hair that looked soft enough that Cecil wanted to bury his fingers in it. Cecil stared at him for several minutes before Carlos broke the silence.

"You're Cecil right? Cause this would be really embarrassing if I showed up at the wrong house on the first date."

Cecil finds his voice and manages to stop staring. "First date? You seem so sure there will be another."

"I'm hoping so. You're pretty cute."

Cecil buries his face in the flowers to hide the growing blush. "I'll be right back. Put these in water." He squeaks. He hurries into the house, leaving Carlos on the doorstep. He puts the flowers in a simple vase on the table before returning to the door after grabbing his jacket and house keys. "I'm ready."

"Oh good. Shall we?"

Cecil nods and pulls the door shut, locking it. He then follows Carlos to his car. A small eco friendly hybrid. Cute. "I'm sorry for being so awkward. I don't date often."

"Really? A pretty face like yours?"

Cecil shifts a bit, uncomfortable. Just a pretty face. He had been told repeatedly. "My son is my first priority."

"You have a son?" Carlos asks, glancing at him. It wasn't accusing or negative. Instead he sounded curious.

"Yes. He's eleven." Cecil says, a bit defensively. "I'm sorry if that's an issue with you."

"No. No it's not an issue. I just… I teach the fifth grade." Carlos explains. "So I love kids. They're brighter than most people give them credit."

Cecil feels himself relax a little. "That's true."

"So what do you do?"

"I'm sorry?"

"For work I mean." Carlos pulls into the parking lot of Benson's, a small local diner.

"Oh!" Cecil laughs softly. "I run a bookstore."

"That's really cool. I love books." Carlos smiles.

"I'd hope so or you'd be a sucky teacher." Cecil climbs out and joins Carlos on the sidewalk.

"Is that so?"

"Well aren't books a big part of your job? I get a lot of teachers in the shop." Cecil follows Carlos into the diner.

"Are any of them as cute as I am?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Cecil snickers as he follows the hostess to their table.

"Maybe I would." Carlos retorts as he sits down and picks up a menu.

"Maybe you could find out if you bother to come in."

"Is that an invitation or a challenge?"

"Take it how you will." Cecil looks up at the waitress and orders a coke while Carlos orders a sweet tea. "But the offer stands." He peers over the top of the menu. He then closes it and folds his hands, knowing what he wanted already.

"I might just take you up on that."

"You'd better." Cecil folds the menu. "I wouldn't mind a little after hours book club." He gives a small smirk.

"I wouldn't mind showing you my comprehension techniques." Carlos retorts with a grin.

"I doubt you have something I haven't seen before." Cecil looks up as the waitress brings back their drinks.

"What can I get started for you?" She asks, giving Cecil a sweet smile.

"I'll have the house special. But with no pickles. Please."

"Alright." She picks up his menu. She then turns to Carlos and her entire body language changes. She bites her bottom lip and bats her eyelashes, pushing her chest out.

Cecil finds it ridiculous but he doesn't get out often so maybe this is normal.

"And for you sugar?"

Carlos glances at Cecil with an expression that says 'is this woman okay?'. "I'll have the same but keep the pickles."

"Anything for you honey. Together or separate?" She asks, looking up from her small notepad. She asks "separate" in a hopeful tone.

Carlos hums and gazes at Cecil for a moment before reaching over and taking his hand. "Together. It's our anniversary. We had our first date here."

Cecil sits in stunned silence with a lightly flushed face but the waitress seemed to get the hint and walked away.

Carlos finally lets go when the waitress is out of sight. "Sorry. I hate when that happens. I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable- uh….Cecil? You okay?"

Cecil blinks rapidly for a few seconds before pulling his hand back and putting it in his lap. "I'm sorry. Like I said, I don't date. The last date I went on was with my ex wife….six years ago."

"Ex wife?"

Cecil shifts and looks away. "I...don't really know you well enough to talk about that." He looks back. "Yet."

"Yet?" Carlos smiles.

"Yet." Cecil feels himself relax. "It wasn't a good marriage so it was hard to get back into the dating scene."

"Was I what you were expecting?" Carlos props his chin on his palm.

"Well….you're a bit shorter than I imagined." Cecil teases, biting his slightly chapped bottom lip.

"Hey!" Carlos kicked him lightly. "Not all of us can have legs like a Mantodea."

"A...excuse me? I really can't tell if you just insulted me or not."

Carlos chuckles, a deep warm sound. "A mantis."

"A mantis?"

"Mhm." Carlos brushes his leg against Cecil's knees, sending a visible shiver to the taller man. "So can I ask you something kind of personal?"

Cecil folds his hands on the table. "As long as it isn't about my ex wife, go ahead."

"That's a very broad category."

"I'm a fairly open person. And that wasn't a question."

Carlos laughs and nods. "You got me there. My question is…. Why me? Why'd you accept my date?"

"Would you believe you're the only one I matched with?"

Carlos snorts and shakes his head. "Not by a long shot."

"Fair enough. How about the only one I matched with that wasn't looking for a one night stand?"

"Now that I do believe."

"I'm not….opposed to sex but I've only ever had sex with women and never really enjoyed it."

"So why marry a woman- I get relationships shouldn't rely on sex but….why?"

"Where I come from, we're pushed from a young age to marry good and have kids. I absolutely love my son. He's the best thing in my life but I'm glad I can accept myself for who I am now."

"Did you love your wife?"

"I've already told you-"

"Right. Don't talk about your wife. Sorry." Carlos puts his hands up.

Cecil sighs softly and looks up as the waitress returns. She gives Cecil a sour look but gives Carlos a sweet smile.

"Call if you need anything sugar."

Cecil watches her go before, as a habit, takes the top bun off of his burger. "I got pickles." He sighs, picking them off.

"Well pickles are like virginity. If you don't want yours, I'll take it." Carlos grins.

Cecil freezes and flushes again. "C-carlos."

"Ah." Carlos squeaks. "Sorry."

Cecil offers him the pickles, covering his mouth to hide a giggle. "I'm afraid I can only offer you one at the moment as we are in public."

"Is that so?" Carlos smirks and accepts the pickles, keeping a hold of Cecil's hand for a moment, kissing the knuckles.

"I'm afraid you'll have to wait."

"I'm patient." Carlos brushes against Cecil's leg again.

The rest of dinner went smoothly. Cecil finds himself enjoying Carlos's company. Everytime the waitress came by to flirt with Carlos under the guise of checking on them, Carlos would reach under the table, grasping Cecil's knee and stroking it with his thumb.

At the end of the night, as Carlos expected, the waitress had written her number on the check so when they stand, Carlos pulls Cecil close and kisses his temple.

Now they were sitting in the driveway. Cecil bites his bottom lip. "Walk me to the door?"

"Of course." Carlos smiles and turns the car off before they get out.

Once on the porch, Cecil turns. "I had a really nice time tonight."

"There's only one thing left to do and tonight will have been perfect."

"Oh? And what's that?"

"A good night kiss." Carlos puts a hand on Cecil's face and leans forward, kissing him.

Cecil is hesitant at first but when Carlos starts to pull away, he puts his arms around the shorter man's neck. That seemed to tip the scale and Carlos pulled Cecil closer to him before pressing him back against the wall of the house. Cecil makes a soft noise and tangles his fingers in Carlos's hair. Cecil spreads his legs a little when Carlos presses his knee up between them.

Cecil is a bit lost in the moment that when the door opens, he nearly falls.

"Dad? Why are you ringing the doorbell so much? Did you forget your key-"

Cecil turns his head, and feels himself flush but at the same time go pale. "M-Michael!"

Michael wasn't looking at him though. "Mr. Mendez?"

Cecil feels Carlos step back.

"Michael?" Carlos asks, clearly as confused as Cecil.

"You know each other?" Cecil asks, fixing his clothes.

"He's my teacher!" Michael exclaims at the same time that Carlos says "I'm his teacher."

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This will have 2 follow ups. A fluffy one on here and a rated m one I will post on ao3

#welcome to night vale #wtnv #wtnv carlos #wtnv cecil #carlos the scientist #cecilos #au #michael palmer #this got way longer than i intended #first date

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My reactions+summaries for SPN S5-15 PT.3:

Supernatural Episodes (that were memorable to me):

Currently: S15E20

[Disclaimer: these were written as I was watching each episode for the first time. It’s literally my brain vomit. Let it be known that I watched the series from season 1 but only around season 5 it occured to me that I might want to remember some episodes, so this was created. I am a pretty big destiel shipper, but it only shows here when I absolutely can’t contain myself. You can enjoy my reactions without shipping them. HAVE AT IT]

Seasons 14-15:

S14:

S14E01: Hey look Dean has a funny hat now. Haha. And that's the only thing different. Oh wait where did the plaid go? Guess he burned his clothes in an accident and changed into something nearby. Alright. OH WAIT WHERE DID DEAN GO. Sam is tired. Jack is learning how to fight from Bobby. Good on him. Castiel is suffering. A demon knows more about Destiel than Cas does *wink wink* Bless that demon. Give him a raise for the wonderful words he said. Praise. Scratch that he just started a demon gang fight against Cas fuck them up good Cas don't leave survivors. Stop beating Castiel up you know he's taking it easy on you otherwise all of you would be fried chickens. "Sister Jo" is back in business. [Side note: Jensen and Daneel shooting this scene together had me dying the writers did that on purpose]. Michael visits Anael. Jack is sad. Cas is hurt. Lucifer is alive. Oh wait it's Nick. Why is Nick. How is Nick. Nick is pretty understanding and nice. Nick. Hm. The demons got Cas how dare they you fuckers, you motherfuckers I WiLL rAiN hElL FiRE UPoN yOu. Sam is sad and missing Dean. Mary is too. Sam should have hidden the knife in his hair. Cas is embarrassed. Jack gets caught. The demon wants to replace Crowley. How dare he. Awesome action scene. Keep expecting Dean to show up and beat someone up. Cas and Sam miss Dean. Cas and Jack talk about losing their powers. Sam misses Dean. Michael helps monsters now?

S14E02: Hey look Michael's a dick who knew. Srsly fuck him. Cas can't help and is sad. He is also a babysitter to Satan's former vessel and Satan's child. Is Jack Nick's sort-of son or is that taking it too far? Questions for later. Lucifer is now the Supreme Agent of Evil. Cas is sassy. Jack is adorable and needs hugs. Cas is trying to be nice to Nick. Nick is suffering. Castiel feels different. He feels like he matured and grown a lot. Like he's more at peace with himself. He says that when he Fell he still had Sam and Dean which is so adorable. Cas gives Jack a beautiful talk. Michael is wearing a tux, which looks great on Dean but horrible on him. Dean yells at him to get out. Nick is sad and still has Lucifer instincts. Nick is sadder now. He wants his family back. Cas is amazing in this episode. Kudos, truly. He just admits he understands Nick's situation because he occupies Jimmy's vessel. Woah. Nick just said Castiel is a body-snatcher and he's no different than Lucifer. How dare he. How DARE YOU. CASTIEL HAS BEEN NOTHING BUT KIND TO YOU. HE TRIED TO BE CALM. HE TRIED EXPLAINING AND SYMPATHIZES WITH YOU AND YOU GO AND CALL HIM THAT. WHY. JUST... WHY??? CAS STILL FEELS AWFUL FOR WHAT HAPPENED TO JIMMY AND HIS FAMILY. HE NEVER WANTED THAT. FUCK YOU NICK. GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER. Jack went to visit his grandparents can he get any more adorable I mean OH MY CHUCK LOOK AT HIM. He tells them Kelly had a baby boy and they're so HAPPY HIJFKDHDUHEJDUDH. Jack dear I know you just met your family and you're emotional but saying Dean doesn't matter is like a death sentence in the fandom so tread lightly. Nick is channeling his inner Lucifer. Dean is BACK BABY.

S14E03: Dean doesn't NOT like Sam's beard. Jack, Cas, and Dean reunite. Jack likes Disney confirmed. A girl asked Jack if Cas is his dad and he says Cas is one of his dads OMG OMG OMG. Jack is heartbroken he couldn't help the girl and Cas feels awful for him. Honestly Cas has been through so much lately and he didn't even get the chance to hug Dean when he came back. Jack saved Lora. Cas apologies to Jack. Bless Cas. He's a freaking Angel. Cas is so freaking adorable and he's such a dad for Jack and they're like hey dad hey son and omg omg omg gaaaaaaaaah they're adorable. He's making Jack SOUP. FREAKING SOUP. Something's wrong with Jack why are you coughing blood no no no no no bad blood.

S14E04: Dean likes horror movies now. Sam's beard is gone. Dean's inner fanboy is coming out. It's one of these episodes. Sam is so excited. Dean is fangirling. DEAN IS IN GLASSES PART 3 OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG. Fortnight has unfortunately bled into the Supernatural universe and we have to live with that fact now. Dean is, fortunately, a Zelda fan so we're good on that front. Sam is a nerd. Dean is concerned. Sam meets his female counterpart. Sam has trauma from Halloween. Dean wants to have Halloween with Sam so badly awwwww.

S14E05: Dean and Sam run into Bobby and Mary. Sam is nervous about talking to his mom about her dating life. Bobby and Mary are sort of a thing now and Dean is okay with that. He just wants his mom to be happy.

S14E06: Sam and Charlie are very awkward. Hooray. Jack is suffering because his coffee doesn't taste right. Sam looks so happy playing with a fidgetspiner. Jack and Dean are being Hunting Buddies ™. Jack just learned what courting before dating before sex is and Dean is not happy or comfortable about that conversation. Other Dimension Charlie had a love of her life but she died. Jack asks Dean about courting over pie and it's adorable. Dean says that when they get back to the bunker he'll give Jack the talk. Hooray! Jack and Dean play the "bad cop, hero saves the damsel" plan and it works fantastic. Jack calls Dean old and Dean looks so offended it actually hurt him OMG. Some girl has a crush on Jack now. Jack is very confused. Hunter!Jack is very awkward and adorable. Is Jack on a date? I think he's on a date. Is he even allowed to go on dates yet? Dean didn't give him the talk. Hm. What would Cas think? And Sam, Sam would be very confused about it too. Hm. Definitely sensing some romance in the air. Approving of that. Oh BOI SOMETHING IS ABOUT TO GO DOWN. Oh wait of course not Jack was raised by Cas who are we fooling of course he wanted to use the bathroom. Dean calls Jack and he's like "Hey so I'm pretty sure she's in love with me so tell me everything you know about sex. Go!" Dean is not having ANY OF THAT BS RN. Vans? Vans! Vans. Dear lord Jack should get an acting award *ba-dum-tss*. Dean be giving out relationship advice like he's some sort of expert when in reality his emotions are so constipated he needs to swallow Dulcolax to communicate with others. Jack has a crazy fan now. He follows in Sam's footsteps and got himself a Becky. Congrats? Jack is coughing again. And now he's bleeding from his nose. No. Nope. Not happening. Denial, ACTIVATE!

S14E07: So... Nick is slowly losing it. Or very quickly losing it. Depends on how you look at it. Cas is watching over Jack and tries healing him. Jack is really bad shape. They take him to a hospital. Cas does NOT have time for bureaucracy. Three worried fathers watch as their kid suffers and it HURTTS. Jack's body is shutting down and they're suffering. Cas just gave Jack his trenchcoat so now we have a trenchcoatless Cas and a trenchcoated Jack. Rowena is BACK BABY. Jack meets Rowena. Cas is so ready to give his grace for Jack. Dean is taking Jack on a fun day. He's teaching Jack how to drive awwwww. Dean and Jack are awesome. Cas feels helpless. Cas calls Jack Sam, Dean, and his' son OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG I'M HAVING A FUCKING SEIZURE. Jack and Dean are eating burgers on the impala and have fun. Meanwhile Nick is on hunt for his family's killer, being as adorable and questionable as ever. DEAN AND JACK ARE F***CKING FISHING. Jack wanted to go fishing because Dean said he went fishing with John and it was a happy memory for him and Jack considers Dean a father figure GAAAAAH IT HURTSSS. WHY IS JACK SO AT PEACE WITH DYING LIKE WHAT THE FRICK NOOOOO. AND WHY IS CAS DRIVING A TINY BLUE CAR WHO GAVE HIM PERMISSION TO BE ADORABLE. Do you ever wonder how many times a week Castiel thinks about the story Gabriel wrote on the walls of his bunker room about his time in Monte Carlo with the porn stars? He read the entire story, just summarised it for Sam. So he KNOWS everything. Things to wonder about. Nick is channeling his Lucifer or Lucifer is channeling his Nick they are one it's scary. Jack is being healed? Is he healed? He's HEALED. Jack is BACK BABY!!! Cas and Dean look so relieved. Wait why is he staggering. Why is he coughing. Cas is so pissed at the Shaman. CAS IS A PISSED OFF FATHER. CAS IS AMAZING. FREAKING DAD CAS FOR THE RESCUE. It feels like this is a setup for Lucifer to come back. Not sure how to feel about that. Um. Ummmm... Empty do your freaking job and keep him asleep. JACK IS DYING FREAKING KILL ME WHYYYY.

S14E08: Jack doesn't want them to be sad. Dean is not okay. None of them are okay. Cas is also worried about Dean. Jack is being optimistic about things and it hurts. WHAT. WHAT. HE CAN'T DIE. NO. NOOO. DEAN DIDN'T GET TO SAY GOODBYE YOU MOTHERFUCKERS NOOOO. CAS IS IN SO MUCH PAIN BUT HE'S STILL WORRYING ABOUT SAM AND DEAN OH MY GOD WHYYYYY. CAS WANTED JACK TO DIE A LONG TIME AFTER HIM. THEY'RE GETTING DRUNK TOGETHER TO DULL THE PAIN WOW THIS IS HURTING HAHAHA I'M NOT CRYING FUCK YOU MY EYES ARE LEAKING. THEY'RE EATING NOUGAT BARS THAT JACK LIKED. CAS DOESN'T EVEN EAT FOOD IT TASTE LIKE MOLECULES TO HIM. Jack is in Heaven but Empty is slowly taking over Heaven. Jack meets Kelly in Heaven. Kelly is so happy to see him until she realized he died. Anubis is an odd fellow. Cas is so happy seeing Cas again. And Kelly too. Empty has invaded Jack and Kelly's Heaven. Shit is about to go DOWN. Dean and Sam consider Jack their child. EMPTY IS HURTING CAS AND KELLY WHILE JACK IS WATCHING. CAS SAVE JACK. WAIT NO NOT LIKE THAT. DON'T YOU DARE. I WILL FUCKING END YOU EMPTY YOU SON OF A THING. CASTIEL HOW COULD YOU. Cas doesn't want Sam and Dean to worry. He says he's in peace with his decision. IN PEACE MY ASSBUTT! LISTEN HERE YOU EMOTIONALLY INCAPABLE ANGEL, YOU HAVE DONE MORE THAN ENOUGH FOR THE WHOLE EARTH. YOU SACRIFICED FROM YOURSELF THINGS OTHERS WOULDN'T EVEN BEGIN TO IMAGINE. YOU GAVE UP HEAVEN FOR SAM AND DEAN. YOU DESERVE TO BE HAPPY AND THEN YOU MAKE A DEAL THAT THE SECOND YOU'RE HAPPY YOU'LL DIE??? ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE??? In other news Jack and Kelly hugged and it was beautiful. Jack promises not to tell Sam and Dean about what Cas did. Jack is BACK BABY. Dean hugged Jack. Get the fuck away from Cas you Naomi Bitch. Jack is happy to eat burgers again. Is Jack wearing Dean's robe?

S14E09: Is this a Christmas episode? Why, I think it is. Hey look Michael is a woman now. Wait Garth NoooOOooo you can't do it. Oh wow he has a little girl now. Jack is guiltily eating cereal in the middle of the night and Cas catches him. Sam is apparently acting like a mom. Wow. Cas is being a sassy angel. Castiel likes the toys that come in the cereal box. OMG why are Jack and Cas so cute. Cas is happy Dean is feeling better but he feels guilty about lying to him about the deal. Jack is happy he can pick a lock now. HELP THEY KIDNAPPED JACK. FUCK YOU MICHAEL. Awww they're going on a family hunting trip! Team Free Will 2.0 VS Kansas City. Awww. *The hellish version of a Christmas song plays in the background*. JACK IS FUCKING SMILING. Okay so Michael I'm gonna need you to get out of Dean you sick son of a Chuck. 'Freaking ruined the Christmas episode.

S14E10: Awww they brought Pamela back! Also Dean owns a bar and he likes to flirt. He looks so happy owning a bar. Michael is sassy, and it's almost likeable. Probably because it's Dean's face. Michael is trying to get underneath Cas' skin and Cas looks so done with it. One of Dean's happy memories is the stripper case with Sam. FUCK MICHAEL. FUCK HIM SO HARD. HOW DARE HE. HE JUST SAID DEAN ONLY TOLERATES CAS BECAUSE HE FEELS LIKE HE OWES HIM FOR HELL AND CAS HASN'T DONE ANYTHING FOR DEAN EVER SINCE. *Cue epic fight scene* Hey look Dean is a cage now. Cas is so worried about Jack's soul.

S14E11: Dean is acting suspiciously. Sam's aware he and Dean only hug if it's of the world I'm dyinggg. Sam likes gossiping apparently. Dean came to visit Mary awww. Dean is now a welding master. Well now Nick is being arrested by Donna and now Donna might be about to die and NOPE. Dean is being really sweet and it's freaking everyone out. Mary thinks Dean's adorable when he's sleeping. Nick is being creepy and kidnapping Mary. Nick without Lucifer is unlikeable at best. Mary keeps a severed head in a jar. Dean tells Sam he loves him. He shows Sam a box he plans on being buried alive in the ocean with Michael inside of it and yeah so that's not happening.

S14E12: Dean has a nightmare about being stuck in his coffin forever. Sam calls Cas. Dean says he knows he wasn't the greatest brother for Sam and Sam has this 'WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL' look on his face because that is some grade A+ bullshit right there. Cas gets a call from Dean and he's so excited because he thinks Dean is giving up his plan but Dean tells him he's not so Cas is sad. Cas is so pissed at Dean. Dean and Cas have an argument/goodbye. Dean and Sam argue. It hurts. It hurts so much. He punched Dean and then he hugged him. He tells Sam and Cas he believes in them. In all of them. Oh well I guess that if Dean gets trapped in a box at least Cas will never be taken by the Empty since he'll never be happy HAHAHAHA KILL ME NOW.

S14E13: This episode is about the city the bunker's in OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG. Someone stole Baby. There's a kid who thinks they're serial killers, which they are, but not exactly. WHAT THE FUCK. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. JOHN??? OF ALL THE PEOPLE, JOHN? WAS THAT EVEN AN OPTION??? WHAT THE FUCK???!!! MARY AND JOHN FINALLY SEE EACH OTHER AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. And Sam and Dean witness it. Sam is very awkward with John. Oh wow. So, they pulled John out of 2003 and it has changed history and now Sam likes raw food and standing desks and runs a law firm and Dean is a murderer and thief with a price on his head. Hm. Zach and Cas are reunited as bad angels no no no no THIS IS BAD. OH WELL AT LEAST CAS DOESN'T UNDERSTAND POP CULTURE REFERENCES ANYMORE. BUT NOOOOOOOOOOOO. Cas is a killer now NoooOOooo. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Cas doesn't recognize Dean and Sam as his friends. Cas is beating up Dean and Sam. Noooo. This is weird. No. Nope. Not happening. Cue the awkwardness of a family dinner. When you remember that everyone at that table died at least once it's very very weird. A family who defied Death, God, the Darkness, Demons, Angels, Monsters, and a few nasty humans here and there. Wow. Dean actually has some self-love speech and it is amazing. The character development is just *chef's kiss*. Why is this so beautiful Sam stop crying you know it makes Dean cry and when Dean cries I cry stopp it.

S14E14: Family hunting trip time! Oh look Rowena is also there! Rowena has some sort of attraction to Cas and it's chilling. Cas and Dean are on some sort of a coffee date. Jack is coughing blood again. Someone stop it. Cas is worried about Dean. Dean is only honest with Cas awwwwwww. Cas asks Jack if he's fine. Cas worries about everyone but when will someone worry about Cas? Jack, Cas, and Dean look like two parents and a child. Jack asks what an AV club is and Cas explains and then Dean calls Cas a dork. They're adorable. Cas is a VERY serious FBI agent. Rowena and Sam need to act like a married couple and it's AMAZING. MORE. GIVE THE FANDOM MORE. Jack has suffered at the vet's office. The Gorgon is hitting on Cas. Wait till Dean hears about that. Cas has been paralyzed. Cas is worried about Dean. That's strike 2. Another moment of Cas being worried and someone is about to die. Cas explains to Jack about the fragility of humans and death and moving on which makes you believe he thought about a time when Dean and Sam die and he's left all alone and now I want to walk off a cliff. Michael is out. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. JACK CALLED HIMSELF A WINCHESTER OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG. Jack got his wings back!

S14E15: Jack is playing with his snake. Cas is worried about Jack. Dean is eating. Cas and Sam go on a case together [Poor Misha. Jared must've tortured him]. Cas with his pop culture references. The only thing good about episode 13 aside from some closure for the boys is that Cas lost his knowledge of pop culture. Cas sometimes looks at the Saturday Evening Post when Sam and Dean are asleep. They're very soothing. Sam and Cas walked into a town that seems stuck in the late ‘70s. Even Cas thinks it's weird. Sam looks happy drinking a milkshake. Cas pretends to drink cuz he doesn't eat. Cas has no social skills. Jack is trying to feed the snake. Dean likes bacon. Some woman checked Cas out. Cas reads a series of love letters between the victim and a milkshake serving a young woman. Cas is so done with people hitting on him. How Cas describes Sam "I'm looking for my partner. Tall man. Hair? He has beautiful hair." FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. SAM BECAME A PART OF THE WEIRD TOWN FUCK FUCK FUCK. HE'S WEARING GLASSES THIS IS FUCKING WEIRD. CAS IS SO SCARED AND CONFUSED. SOMEONE SAVE HIM AND SAM. Dean is terrified of the snake. Cas is angry. Cas is worried and understanding about how Sam feels. CAS JUST FUCKING TOLD A MAN HE'S NOT GOD BECAUSE GOD HAS A BEARD.

S14E16: JACK IS ADORABLE STAB ME IN THE GUT AND TWIST IT WHY IS HE SO ADORABLE. Jack is so awkward around other people. OMG WHY ARE YOU SO CUTE WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT YOU FREAKING LOVEABLE DORK. JACK IS LIKE "WELL I'M TWO-TWENTY! I'M TWENTY-TWO!!!" Jack is so freaking happy hanging out with kids his "age". Oh no he's sad.

S14E17: There was supposed to be a family game night. Cas is meeting up with Anael [The fact that this is Daneel and Misha on the same set is amazing]. Nick is back and off his rocket. Anael and Cas discuss God. Jack is going dark side. Woops. Jack sweetheart you're worrying me. Jack what did you do. Jack?

S14E18: Jack what did you do to Mary. What did you do. This is very scary. Oh wait he KILLED HER. WOW. OKAY. HOW THE HELL DO YOU FIX THAT SHIT. DEAN WILL NEVER FORGIVE HIM. SAM TOO. DEAN MIGHT TRY TO KILL HIM BUT THEN SAM WILL STOP HIM AND TELL JACK TO NEVER COME BACK AND CAS WOULD BE SO TORN BECAUSE HE PROMISED TO PROTECT JACK BUT HE KILLED MARY AND WOW THE WRITERS REALLY DUG DEEP WITH THIS ONE. Cas is remembering one of his first hunts with Mary. Did Dean just... Did he tell Cas that if Jack did something to Mary he's dead to him? I think he did. Huh. Welp, time to dig a hole in the ground, huddle into a fetus position and cry. Cas is not even mad. We are fine. Nothing is wrong. Oh wow what is this? A guilt trip down memory lane? Why are you hurting us by showing us all the nice missing moments between Mary and the rest? Is this fun for you you sadistic fucks? Jack needs a snickers. Mary is dead. Wow. Sam just stopped Cas from walking over to Dean. Wow.

S14E19: Dean gives a beautiful speech. Bobby is back. Cas is still protective of Cas. There's a lot of awkward silences between Dean and Cas. Made-up Lucifer is a dick. What do you mean Cas doesn't love Jack um hello? He gave away his chance at happiness for Jack. Fuck you Made-up Lucifer. Oh no. Dean is crying alone. Naomi Bitch Replacement is messing with Jack's head. Fuck her. A pillar of salt? Really?. Okay so Soulless Jack is horrible. I love him so much but he was already like a toddler playing with a bazooka. Now he's like a SADISTIC toddler playing with a bazooka with no soul. It really feels like Cas is the only one left with a sense of rationality. Cas is pissed at Sam and Dean for locking Jack up.

S14E20: So, Jack's pissed. Dean calls Jack a monster and I think why it bothered Castiel so much is because that would mean Castiel is a monster too. Chuck is BACK BABY AND OHHH BOI IS THIS A RIDE. Cas is so done. Dean smashes a guitar. Chuck and Dean yell at each other. Chuck is such a dork. Castiel is so pissed. Jack and Castiel reunite. Sam has a talk with Chuck. Chuck breaks the fourth wall. Dean is here to kill Jack. Cas doesn't want that. Dean and Jack are about to die. Jack is okay with that. Welp CHUCK IS HORRIBLE AND NOPE. DID CHUCK JUST KILL JACK. NO NO. CHUCK'S GONE DARK SIDE. No why is Jack dead. This isn't fair.

S15:

S15E01: Cas does NOT like that a demon inside Jack's body. Chuck literally jump-started the apocalypse. Cas is not okay.

S15E02: You can't tell me that Cas telling Dean it wasn't all a lie isn't him telling Dean that what they have is real. WELCOME BACK KEVIN TRAN, ADVANCED PLACEMENT. Kevin is BACK BABY. God and Amara are being siblings. Rowena and Ketch together are very weird and Crowley will NOT approve.

S15E03: Rowena is awesome. Cas and the demon inside Jack are very... Iffy with each other. Belphegor is awesome. Cas literally just FUCKING PUSHED BELPHEGOR INTO HELL AND JUMPED AFTER HIM WITH A COMPLETE STRAIGHT FACE WOW HE IS SO DONE. Cas tells Belphegor that Jack is like a son to him. Cas is forced to sing a song to praise Lucifer. Shit is going down. Cas and Belphegor did NOT work out. Wait does that mean Cas will get stuck in hell. Oh fuck. Oh crap. This is bad. Why does Cas has to suffer so much? Whyyy. He never wanted anything special. Just to be with Jack, Sam, and Dean. He wanted to do good. Whyyyy. ROWENA NO. NOPE. NOPE. DON'T DO IT. SAM DOESN'T WANT TO. DON'T MAKE HIM. STOP IT. ROWENA NOOOO. ALSO CAS AND DEAN STOP FIGHTING IT'S BAD. UM, DEAN? IT'D BE GREATLY APPRECIATED IF YOU AND CAS WOULD STOP FIGHTING. IT'S SCARING THE CHILDREN AND MAKING THEM CRY. STOP IT. STOP IT. STOP IT! OH HEY I'M CRYING, WHAT A SURPRISE!

S15E04: Sam has a weird dream. Awesome fight scene though. Dean likes vegan bacon now. Or not. Wow Chuck might actually be afraid of Becky. Meeting Exes is awkward. CHUCK IS A DICK. BEING A WRITER DOESN'T MEAN YOU GET TO ABUSE OTHERS. FUCK YOU.

S15E05: Dean can't handle spicy jerky. Sam has bad dreams again. Um, Lilith's back? What? Is that a thing now? Wow.

S15E06: Cas is fishing now. He's also really sweet and cares about a guy who sells him fish bait. He also goes by Clearance like Meg used to call him, which is extra sweet. Cas is investigating stuff. Cas and Dean talk and Cas acts like a sassy toddler. Cas's powers are fading. Sam might have a small crush on the deaf hunter. Aww that's so nice. He saw she was naked so he turned away. Awww. What a gentleman. Dean raised you well. Dean doesn't know what's God and what's him.

S15E07: Sam and Eileen are definitely having fun, with margaritas and bacon. Dean refuses bacon, which leads us to believe he had truly given up on this world. Dean gets flirted with. Dean gets reunited with an old "friend". Sam and Eileen are AWKWARD AND DEAN IS TO BLAME BECAUSE HE'S THE ONE WHO TEASED SAM. OH MY GOD IT'S LIKE WATCHING TWO NERDS FALL IN LOVE WHAT THE HELL. IS THAT HOW SAM FEELS WHEN HE'S WATCHING DEAN AND CAS??? THAT'S TORTURE. WOW THEY ALMOST KISSED AND THEN CAS WALKED IN OMG IT IS LIKE SAM WITH DEAN AND CAS. Cas is so pissed with shamans. OMG OMG OMG DEAN IS ABOUT TO SING OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG WOW HE SINGS SO BEAUTIFULLY SOMEONE GET THAT MAN A CONTRACT HE'S SO HAPPY WHAT OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG. Cas became grade A at threatening people. Kudos. Dean loves Texas now. Cas and Dean are awkward. Ever remember season 1 where they found out demons existed and felt like they were in over their heads? Well now they want to fight God.

S15E08: Sam is being an overprotective boyfriend. He's so cute. Oh my god... Are they getting Adam out of the cage??? Is this happening??? I know the last season is supposed to sort of give closure to unfinished plotlines but if this really happening it's amazing. Rowena is BACK BABY. Rowena is FUCKING awesome. A real queen, if you will. Crowley would be proud. She's also gives Cas and Dean a quick couple's counseling session. Adam is out of hell. It happened. Dean so ships Eileen and Sam. Dean and Cas are AWKWARD. Michael is back. Michael and Cas talk. Cas channels his inner Lucifer. Cas and Dean FINALLY talk. CHUCK YOU FUCKING DICK GET AWAY FROM EILEEN SAM WAS FINALLY STARTING TO BE HAPPY. OMG OMG DEAN AND CAS ARE GOING TO PURGATORY??? Dean and Adam talk.

S15E09: Wow Chuck is so manipulative. Wow. Chuck is really unlikeable anymore. Woah, did Cas just call Dean stupid? Cas has SNAPPED. So happy Sam has Eileen now. Any girl that can be tied to a chair, deaf, and still kick ass and sass God in front of him deserves a Sam Winchester. Wow Sassy Cas really ain't taking Dean's BS today. Chuck is a sadistic fuck. Chuck has lost it. God Complex much? Dean and Cas are in purgatory. Getting the band back together and it feels good. Benny died. That's sad. Dean and Cas discuss the guilt. OMG WHAT HAPPENS TO CAS IN THE FUTURE??? HE GOT THE MARK AND WENT CRAZY??? AND DEAN HAD TO BURY HIM IN THE BOX??? DON'T YOU DARE TELL ME THIS SHIT IS NOT CANON FANFICS CAN'T MAKE THIS STUFF UP. HE LOOKS SO HEARTBROKEN. Meanwhile in Purgatory: Dean is looking for Cas who has disappeared and they need to go back soon and things are BAD with a capital everything. DEAN IS PRAYING TO CASTIEL OMG OMG OMG HE BARELY DID IT EVER SINCE PURGATORY ROUND 1. He admits he should've stopped Cas from leaving. He calls Cas his best friend AWWWWWWW. HE'S CRYING OH MY GOD. HE FORGAVE CAS!!! THIS IS SO CANON HDJCJRIHEISHS. OMG CAS IS OKAY AND THEY HUGGED DEAN LOOKS SO HAPPY FUCK THIS I'M CRYINGGGG. SAM AND DEAN BECAME MONSTERS??? FUCK THAT SHIT. CAS TAKES THE MARK OH NO I DON'T WANT HIM TO GO INSANE. Cas and Dean arrive at the casino. Save Sam!!! SAM, SAM WHAT ARE YOU DOING MAN? NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO. AWWWW SAM AND EILEEN KISSED AWWW. NOW WE NEED A CAS AND DEAN KISS AND WE'RE GOLDEN GUYS. LET'S MAKE IT HAPPEN. I BELIEVE. Jack and Billy are BACK BABY.

S15E10: It seems like Sam and Dean lose luck. Baby shut down. Garth named his twins Sam... and Castiel. Dean is definitely not insulted. Garth is a dentist now. Dean is afraid of dentists. Dean has a dream where he and Garth are tap dancing in black and white. OH MY GOD GARTH WHAT DID YOU DO TO DEAN'S MOUTH. GARTH TOLD DEAN HE NEEDS TO GET A COLONOSCOPY AND I FREAKING DROPPED MY PHONE. CHUCK DOWNGRADED SAM AND DEAN TO NOT MAIN CHARACTERS AND NOW THEY HAVE TO DEAL WITH NORMAL PEOPLE PROBLEMS HAHAHAHHAHA THIS IS AWESOME. DEAN IS HOLDING BABY CASTIEL AND HE'S LIKE "THIS CAS KEEPS LOOKING AT ME WEIRD" AND SAM ANSWERS "SO KINDA LIKE THE REAL CAS" AND THEY KNOW. Also Sam and Dean are holding babies and it's adorable.

S15E11: Cas comes back to find out Sam and Dean are going to Alaska. Cas gets a call about Jack related info. Ahem... Jack is BACK BABY! Cas is worried about Jack. Jack is tied up. Cas to the rescue! CAS AND JACK REUNITE. This is like the most interesting pool game ever. Dean and Sam's luck is BACK BABY. JACK AND SAM AND DEAN REUNITE.

S15E12: Cas is so happy Jack is back. Dean and Cas are best buddies. Cas and Jack play 4-in-a-row. Cas and Jody meet for the first time. Jack wants to help. Cas still cares a lot about Claire. Billy is PISSED.

S15E13: The recap starts with the pizza man montage, which is really the only way it could. Ruby and Anael are BACK BABY AND WELL IT IS AWESOME. [Just pointing out that the fact they brought both of Jensen and Jared's wives for this is amazing] also Cas has no chill with his sass. Cas wants to almost die and go to Empty to talk to Ruby. He gets into the Empty and runs into Empty-Meg and she called him Clearance awwww. Ruby is BACK BABY. Cas almost dies by the Empty. He comes back though. Otherworld Sam and Dean are terrifying. They seem... Okay, and it's horrible. Also they're spoiled. HELLHOUNDS BABY! Jack arrives at Eden. Jack is crying + he got his soul back!!!

S15E14: Supernatural is BACK BABY. JACK IS STILL DEPRESSED NOOOO. DEAN HAS SCOOBY-DOO UNDERTHINGS PASS IT ON. Dean and Sam meet Mrs. Butters. She's nice and she made Christmas and Thanksgiving and the Fourth of July and Halloween collide in the calendar. Jack is out of his room now. Oh hey Dean's actually trying to not be angry at Jack. They have a monster radar! Lunch bag, she pack them lunch bags I-. Jack is still being sad noo. She keeps giving him smoothies. It's weird. OMG SAM IS GOING ON A DATE WITH EILEEN THEY REALLY SAID SAILEEN RIGHTS. Oh wait. Oh fuck what the fuck why is she ripping his head off oh no Jack run. Oh fuck why is she an evil mastermind all of a sudden they were happy. DEAN GETS TRAPPED TOO. DEAN BEING A REAL BROTHER BEING LIKE "YEAH I CAN WAIT UNTIL MY BROTHER IS DONE GETTING LAID FOR HIM TO COME BACK AND RESCUE ME AND OUR CO-ANGEL-CHILD". Dean is really trying with Jack my heart wow. Ugh not again with Sam and the nails the waves of nausea are hitting me-. Oh no Mrs. Butters story is really sad I don't like the old MoL. Oh goodbye Mrs. B we'll miss you. Awww Jack honey of course you can kill Chuck here I'll do it for you you just eat your nougat bars. OH MY FUCKING GOD DEAN MADE JACK A BIRTHDAY CAKE I REPEAT HE MADE JACK A BIRTHDAY CAKE JACK IS FOUR NOW CELEBRATE WITH US ALL *HYPERVENTILATING HARD*. 10/10 episode would recommend with a side of angst.

S15E15: Cas is BACK BABY! Aww Jack wants to wear matching ties. Awwwww. Sam and Dean are going after Amara. Good luck with that. Oh a church case for Cas? A little on the nose there. Oh wow this is getting dark. Aww Jack doesn't want to say something so Cas talks about himself instead. God I love them. Cas is amazing. I love him so much. Jack too. Meanwhile, Sam and Dean are eating with Amara lunch. Crossroads demons are out of fashion, as per told by Rowena, the Queen of us all. Jack needs Cas' permission to create a social media account. Even the internet knows to give Cas cats. God bless the internet. Oh my god Dean and Amara talked and wow it was deep. Amara's intentions with Mary were... Wow. Poor Dean though. Wow Cas and Jack can't catch a break. Oh god Jack was stabbed he's okay but we're not okay what the hell. Once again, we are reminded that against regular humans Cas is a freaking supernatural creature with super strength and the wrath of heaven. Hey wait why does the crossroad demon look like he’s kidnapping this girl? Oh well guess we'll never find out. JACK IS GOING TO DIE? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK BILLIE??? WHO AUTHORIZED THIS SHIT? HE NEEDS A PARENT OR A GUARDIAN'S PERMISSION!!! Cas not wanting to see Jack die again is hurting me. What do you mean it's not his choice Jack go to your room you're grounded until they kill Chuck. Cas um where are you going?? What do you mean in case you won't come back? Are you going where I think you're going? You better stay the FUCK away from the Empty or I swear to all that is sacred (the impala, Sam and Dean's flannel, Led Zeppelin) that I will cry. What do Sam and Dean need to know??? What is this shit????? I WILL SUE!!!!!

S15E16: Hey is he going to get killed? Called it! Hey Dean darling how about you let Sam know about Jack? Any minute now honey? No don't you fucking- Dean! Hey it's tiny Sam and Dean look at them awww. Hey Caitlin seems nice. Woah weird monster in the candy machine alert! Dean why are you so depressing this episode??? Sam being in the dark hurts me. Um Dean? What have you got there buddy? Is that a knife? Put the knife down, Dean put the knife down this isn't funny- oh thank god Sam Dean almost fillet-ed himself. Tiny Dean being scared but also macho aww. It's a Baba Yaga? A Baba FREAKIN Yaga? Wow. Omg Dean's face when he heard the woman having sex is priceless. He really grew up. Good on him. Caitlin you majestic being you managed to have Dean admit his fear wow Dean honey am I proud of you. Aww Sam is trying to call Cas. Um... Dean? OMG OMG ARE YOU TELLING HIM? YASSS SAMMY GO OFF. DEAN FUCK OFF JACK IS NOT DYING ON MY WATCH. OMG THE SILENCE. WOW.

S15E17: This starts with Amara. What a queen. I really like her now. She can cut me with her cheekbones. Look at her. Wow. She's so pretty. Cas is there! Sam is giving Dean the silent treatment. Yeah Dean is talking depressing. AHHH AMARA IS HERE. Jack meets Amara awww. Yes I want them to spend time together YESSS. Amara and Dean are like that couple that didn't work out because they figured they'd be better as friends and it's so nice to see them. Sam is amazing wowwww. Dean WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST- WHAT DO YOU MEANT JACK ISN'T FAMILY YOU- UMM WAIT IS JACK- NOOOOOOOO!!!!! OWW MY FEELINGS. Jack looks so sad nooo. Cas is there Cas make it better. Aww Amara with a flower. Chuck is back... Yay. Lol Chuck didn't write the Dean/Amara debacle and he thinks it's weird that's amazing. Amara is amazing. Amara trying to make Chuck not act like a spoiled brat wow this is hard. I hate him with passion. AMARA YASS QUEEN GO OFFFFF. HOLD HIM. Jack you shouldn't UNDERSTAND HIM you should be PISSED. HE DID THE HELLO AJAJAGDVSHA. OH.MY.GOD I LOVE ADAM AND SERAFINA SOMEONE HUG THEM. Jack has a skittles aura wow. The final ritual, the ROCKS. Adam looks so relieved that Jack got it. OH I DID NOT NEED TO SEE HER DIGGING INTO HIS RIBS. Dean whatcha doing there buddy? Aww he thanked him!!! I still don't forgive what he said though. IT'S TIME??? IT'S TIME BABY. SAM BEING FRUSTRATED AND CAS HELPING AWWW. They found the key, HOORAH! Cas awww thank you for helping Sam. Sam no don't go alone. Empty is Meg now waaaaaht. BILLIE WANTS WHAT NOW??? Sam lying Through His Teeth to the Empty the man is a LEGEND. No Cas it's not time we need to stop this. Dean, Dean you're scaring me. Cas being angry at Jack eating the ribs the angel is legendary. Chuck you sick sick bastard what did you do you FUCKER??? AMARA STOP IT. DEAN WHAT THE HELL YOU DO NOT PULL A GUN AT YOUR BROTHER WHO THE FUCK- WHAT THE FUCK- CAS DO SOMETHINGGGG NO STOP HURTING EACH OTHER. STOP IT. CHUCK YOU SHUT THE HELL UP. DEAN STOP IT STOP THE VIOLENCE. YESS SAM TELL HIM. FUCK YOU CHUCK. AMARA NOOO. DEAN OH MY GOD NO. SAM IT'S BREAKING MY HEART. NOOOO AMARA NOOO. CHUCK NEEDS TO DIE BUT NOT LIKE THIS. OMG SAM NOOO. DEAN YESSS PUT THE GUN DOWN. FUCK YOU CHUCK. OH YOU CAN GO SUCK A DICK DON'T YOU EVER, EVER CALL CAS THAT. OMG CAS IS LITERALLY THE EMBODIMENT OF FREE WILL DID NOT EXPECT THAT. FUCK YOU CHUCK. OMG JACK NOOOO.

S15E18: DEAR LORD SOMEONE SAVE JACK HE CAN'T DIE NO NO NOPE NOT HAPPENING. Jack this is very sweet but they will NOT leave you. Billie not now. Yeah Dean tell her. Yass dads go OFF. WHERE IS JACK WHAT DID YOU DO BILLIE??? THE EMPTY??? NO DON'T DON'T DO THIS. JACK? JACK NO? JACK???? FUCK YOU BILLIE BRING HIM BACK. Oh you can go fuck yourself for all I care this is SO NOT THE TIME FOR THE BOOK. Yes Sam go OFF. Cas you really shouldn't be talking about the Empty. Isn't this episode when the deal goes down? Fuck you Billie you lost my respect. OMG JACK YOU'RE OKAY THANK GOD. Um... Empty? You okay there? Damn Sam being sassy. AND THEN HE GOES TO SIT IN THE CORNER HAHAHAHA. Yes Dean tell her. Did she just shush him? Empty ma gurl you good? Um, Billie? What's interesting? Jack's back BABY! He is not yours. Yes Dean go OFFF. CAS BEING A DAD. Aww Dean and Sam having a talk yes I'm so proud of my expressive babies. They be talking. Um, what new plan? What changed? Oh who this? Charlie is BACK BABY! YASSS MY QUEEN. Aww is that her gf? It's her gf. Oh okay where's her fucking gf??? Jack are you okay? Cas is worrying aww. Nothing's over Jack you're just three you have tons ahead of you. Dear lord Cas are you listening to yourself this is what you need to tell yourself OH MY GOD I'M BANGING MY HEAD AGAINST THE WALL UGHHHH. Billie you're being a dick stop it. Crap everyone's disappearing. WAIT EILEEN? NO NO NO NO YOU WILL NOT DO THIS TO ME. EILLEN IS GOING TO BE FINE. WHERE ARE THE THREE DOTS? WHY AREN'T THEY THERE??? DRIVE FASTER DEAN!!! Why is the car empty? Where is she? Sam? Aww the screensaver. FUCK. SHE'S GONE. SAM? YOU OKAY? OH GOD BILLIE FUCK YOU LOOK WHAT YOU DID. NOOO. So Dean is going to kill Death again? Neat. Um Cas? I'm all for spending time with Dean but I'm worried. Aww Dean and Sam hugged. Oh hey Donna! (Is it me or is her accent off?) Jack is silent. Jack is driving. I'm so proud of him aww. Damn the badass music is awesome. Dean with the scythe is awesome. Look at that power couple. Aww Sam and Donna hugged that's cute. Let's go. Oh hey Charlie how are you? Bobby is BACK BABY. Bobby is awesome. Um Jack? How come that plant just died??? Sneaking into Death Library because those two are idiots. Oh hey splitting up is a great idea. Hi Billie, how are you? KILL 'EM DEAN. CAS ATTACK! BILLIE YOU LEAVE HIM ALONE RIGHT NOW. FUCK YOU BILLIE. DO IT DEAN KILL THEM. WAIT WHAT? Billie didn't kill them? Who did? CHUCK? THAT MOTHER FUCKER I WILL MURDER HIM. OH GOD PEOPLE ARE DISAPPEARING. WHERE ARE THEY? WAIT, NO, NOT CHARLIE NOOO. BOBBY? NO NOT BOBBY!!! DONNA? DONNA WHAT'S HAPPENING??? DONNA? NOOO!!! Oh Billie's dead now great. You can't kill Dean though. Run you two RUN. Run like hell run. Dean? Fuck. Billie leave him ALONE. FUCK FUCK RUN AWAY. BILLIE SHUT UP THIS IS A CRISIS. CAS PROTECT DEAN. PROTECT HIM LIKE YOUR LIFE DEPENDS ON IT. YES YOU GOT HIM. FUCK YOU BILLIE FUCK YOU SO HARD. INTO THE DUNGEON. CAS REACHING INTO DEAN'S BACK POCKET AND CUTTING HIMSELF WHY??? OKAY SIGIL. SIGILS ARE NICE. OKAY GOOD DEAN IS OKAY. Dean you're being depressed this isn't helping. Billie enough of the banging. Dean you're not angry enough with this you're good. Yeah fuck Chuck but that's not the point. Dean noo. Cas do somethingggg. Dean it's okay. It's not your fault. Um Cas? What's that? Wait, the deal? Now, you're doing this now? UM, WHAT? WHAT'S HAPPENING? YEAH WHY NOW? YOU'RE LOOKING AT YOUR TRUE HAPPINESS DUMMY. IS, IS HE- WHAT'S HE DOING??? KNOW WHAT? AWWW LOOK AT HIS REVELATIONS. YEAH WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? CAS? UM. UM???!!! YES CAS TELL HIM TELL HIM HOW YOU SEE HIM THIS IS AMAZING THIS IS EVERYTHING I'VE EVER WANTED. MY HEART IS BEATING SO FAST. I CAN'T BREATHE I CAN'T BREATHE I CAN'T BREATHE. WHY ARE YOU CRYING NOOOO. CHANGED??? WHAT'S HAPPENING? WHAT'S HAPPENING SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT'S HAPPENING??? IT'S NOT A GOODBYE SHUT UP. D- DID HE JUST. DID HE JUST SAY- DID HE JUST SAY I- HE TOLD DEAN I LOVE YOU???!!! IS THIS A DREAM??? IS THIS REAL LIFE? WHAT'S HAPPENING? WHY ARE YOU CRYING??! I'M SCARED WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW???? "don't do this"??? DON'T DO THIS??? WHAT DO YOU MEEEAANN??? WAIT EMPTY BACK OFF NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO THE HAND ON THE SHOULDER THE HANDPRINT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. FUCK THIS NO I'M NOT OKAY THIS ISN'T HAPPENING NOOO. CAAAAAAAAS NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! DEAN? DEAN DO SOMETHING?? DEAN WHAT'S HAPPENING??? WAIT WHERE IS EVERYONE? IS IT THE WHOLE WORLD? DEAN? DEAN? SAM IS CALLING YOU? DEAN? ARE YOU CRYING? YOU CAN'T CRY OTHERWISE I'LL CRY NO NO NO NO NO THIS IS FUCKING BAD.

S15E19: alright, the world is empty. Oh no Dean is coming to meet up with Sam and Jack no no this is bad the jacket. "Where's Cas?" I- DEAN OH MY GOD NOOO. OH NO JODY AND THE GIRLS NOO EVERYBODY'S GONE. Jack calling out for his dad my heart hurts no. Dean this is not the time for a beer. UH SAM NO YOU'RE NOT GIVING UP NUH-UH NOPE NOT TODAY. UM SAM, DEAN? YOU'RE NOT SACRIFICING YOURSELVES WHAT THE HELL NO. GOD I HATE CHUCK SOMEONE DESTROY HIM. SHOOT HIM IN THE GODDAMN CHEST, PLEASE. Side note: how cute is Jack in his jammies? Okay back to angst. Dean stop falling asleep on bottles. Jack? What's up honey? Aww cuteness overload from the jammies. Aww Dean found a dog look how happy he is OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG LOOK AT HIS FACE AWWW AHHHH HE'S SO EXCITED. OH MY FUCKING GOD KILL CHUCK KILL HIM I WANT HIM TO BURN ALIVE OH MY GOD PUNCH HIM. Oh hey Michael long time no see? What's up? Tis a shame about Adam, truly. Oh the book? Hey I love how Jack is just off to the side, eating a nougat bar. Hey are they gonna talk now? Oh wow. Um, Cas? How are you calling? I HAVE A REALLY BAD FEELING ABOUT THIS. OH MY GOD WATCH DEAN RUN. FUCK IT'S LUCIFER. WHAT DOES HE WANT. LEAVE. LEAVE. THE EMPTY LET YOU OUT AND NOT CAS? BITCH. LUCIFER YOU ARE NOT PART OF THE TEAM. Oh who that lady? Betty. Oh hi Betty. I like Betty. She makes me laugh. Lucifer building a house of cards. Jack you okay buddy? Oh hey Michael. Nobody trust Lucifer. Ohhhh how does God end? Um Lucifer? What are you doing? Why does this entire episode feel off? Wait, Chuck pulled him out? Gross. Kill him. LUCIFER LEAVE JACK ALONE. He will NEVER BE WITH YOU LUCIFER. YEAH STAB HIM GOOD MICHAEL. Jack you seem... Off? Michael you seem off. No question mark. Michael why you lying. Oh yay Sam cracked it. Hey you know the lake reminds me of where Jack was born. Oh yeah, doing spell stuff. Very badass. Um. What happened? Oh fuck. Oh fuck. CHUCK. KILL HIM. BREAK HIM. SAM, DEAN, NOOOO. MICHAEL YOU SON OF A BITCH. OH HE DED. RIP. CHUCK YOU STUPID BASTARD. What now Chuck? Gonna go kick puppies? Oh wait, you already DID. DAMN SAM I'M PROUD OF YOU. OH CHUCK DON'T YOU DARE. NO. NO. OW. NO. NO THIS IS HORRIBLE. THIS IS AWFUL. STOP IT. STOP HURTING THEM. NO. NO. HEY DOES ANYBODY FEEL A WEIRD DÉJÀ VU? LIKE, DIDN'T BECKY MENTION IT? "No classic rock, no Cas"? OH MY GOD THIS IS CHUCK'S ENDING. THE ENDING HE WROTE. FUCK. THE META. IT'S DEEP. NO STOP IT. STOP HURTING HIM. OH MY GOD OWWWW. OH PLEASE CHUCK THEY'LL NEVER STAY DOWN. SHUT THE FUCK UP CHUCK. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU SO HARD. IT IS NOT ENOUGH. FUCK YOU. YEAH SAM HELP DEAN UP. YEAH YOU WON. LOOK AT JACK ALL CUTE IN HIS WHITE SHIRT. Jack you look nice. Is that a new haircut? HAHA Chuck you can't do anything. YESSS!!!!! FUCK YEAH JACK YESS YOU DO THAT YESS I'M SO PROUD. I'M SO FUCKING PROUD OF YOU. OF ALL OF YOU. FUCK YES. Wait the book is blank? Wah- oh my god it's monologue time, bitch. I love this plan. It's awesome. Oh so that's what happened to Jack. They tricked you Chuck. Punched you right in your stupid face. METAPHORICALLY. They're not going to kill you. They're better than that. You fucker. Dean's no killer you fucker. Neither is Sam. Oh. Oh yes. OH YESS. THEY'RE WALKING AWAY. THIS IS BETTER THAN I'VE EVER HOPED. I'M SO SO PROUD OF THEM. DEAN SAYS THAT'S NOT WHO HE IS HE LISTENED TO CAS OH MY GOD. I'M SO PROUD OF THEM ALL. MY HEART CAN'T HANDLE IT. OH MY GOD. OH YESS LEAVE HIM TO ROT IN THE DIRT. YESSS. YESSS. YESSSSS!!!!! I'M SO SO SO FUCKING PROUD OF THEM ALL HOLY SHIT THEY DID THE GROWTH THING OH MY GOD HOLY SHIT. YEAH CHUCK THEY LEFT YOU, DEAL WITH IT. YES. I'M SO HAPPY. Aww is Jack going to bring everyone back? *Gasp* is he going to bring Cas back? Are we getting a reunion? OH MY GOD THE MUSIC IS SO NICE. JACK LOOKS SO AMAZING. THE PEOPLE ARE BACK!!! LOOK AT JACK SMILING ALL IN PEACE I'M SO PROUD OF HIM. I'M SO, SO PROUD OF HIM. HE GETS IT. HE GETS THE BEAUTY IN HUMANITY AND IN EARTH. IS JACK THE NEW GOD NOW? DEAN AND SAM ARE SO PROUD OF HIM. OH MY GOD IS JACK NOT COMING BACK? WHAT? WHY? Jack I just want you to know I love you so much. You're so smart and understanding and caring. You're better than God. You're Jack. Dean I know it's hard but Jack knows what he's doing. Jack understands faith. He understands family. He understands love. He understands. I LOVE HIM SO MUCH I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM NOOO DON'T LEAVE ME I MEAN I'M SO PROUD OF YOU BUT NOOO MY BABY YOU'RE A BABY AND YOU'LL ALWAYS BE ONE YES. Sam and Dean, alone at the bunker. I'm so proud of them. They've come such a long way ever since the start. They get to be free now. But they're alone. Not for long. Next episode, everyone is coming back. OH NO THE TABLE. THE FUCKING TABLE. NO NO NO THEY WROTE JACK AND CASTIEL I CAN'T HANDLE IT SOMEONE HOLD ME. LOOK AT THEM DRIVING MY BABIES A MONTAGE OH MY GOD THIS IS AMAZING THE TEARS NO THEY LOOK SO HAPPY THIS ISN'T GOOD FOR MY MENTAL HEALTH. OH THE FAMILY DINNER. THE COWBOY HATS. THIS ID NOT OKAY. THE DINNER WITH TEAM FREE WILL 2.0 THIS HAS BEEN AMAZING I LOVE EVERYTHING.

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newtshairdryer · 5 years

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Thoughts on Descendants 3 as I watch it for the 8th time and pause to look at everybody all the time

- When Ben and Mal are walking out before the proposal, Audrey is slow clapping and it’s hilarious

-Chad seems genuinely happy to see them together but Audrey rains on his parade

-Please look at Chad’s face to the side after Ben gets on his knee his overdramatic gaping mouth is SENDING ME

-Why do they make Belle and the Beast kiss beside each other’s cheeks like a french greeting? For real though they’re Belle and the Beast...they should be kissing in celebration .-.

-Right after the Carlos/Beast chest bump there’s an extra in the background of Bal just having a blast popping bubbles

-Speaking of the bubbles I have no clue where they’re coming from

- Dude in the background when Audrey says ”What is wrong with you people?” bein shady AF to her

-That one girl in the wheelchair that has been in every single movie needs a name cause we all just refer to her as that one girl in the wheelchair lol

-Mal has her own purple fucking limo and she’s not even royalty yet

-Their money is so vibrantly coloured

-Those cards Celia fan out are definitely, well, a fan. They’re all attached- she’s not even holding onto some of them lol

-Mal resting her chin on Ben’s shoulder to watch him and Celia in the limo. soft

-The scenes in the limo make Ben look really big and awkward because they’re all shoved into a small space and he’s in the middle where the smallest person usually goes...but he’s the biggest person XD

-The barrier takes forever to close and there are a ton of people right there, why has no one attempted to just jump through it yet lol

-What if Hades put his hand through the barrier and it just like...cut it off LMFAO now THAT would have been entertaining

-Hades literally makes himself roll one more time as he’s pushed back. Like there’s no more momentum and you can see he should stop but he makes himself do another somersault and it’s so obvious lol

-I know it’s been said before but the lack of security in the museum is just lazy AF writing. They didn’t even try to make it realistic it’s way too easy to just waltz in and take anything. Apparently the wand is the only thing worthy of an alarm

-Also why is there not even glass around the scepter to even attempt to discourage people from taking it? Even when the museum is OPEN someone could yank it out and start spelling shit up.

-Ben’s phone rings and he hangs it up less than a second after he picked it up- it doesn’t even show him barely looking at it. How on earth did he have time to see a message about the stolen items- let alone the fact it was a phone call ring...not a text ping

- OK WAIT IF UMA IS ON THE LOOSE AND HE TALKED ABOUT BETTER SECURITY SERIOUSLY WHY ON EARTH IS THE MUSEUM SECURITY SO NON EXISTENT??? IN BOTH THE FIRST MOVIE AND THIS ONE THEIR LACK OF SECURITY IS SUCH A GLARINGLY OBVIOUS THING WHY IS IT NON EXISTENT IT MAKES NO SENSE

-Why are the former King and Queen of Auradon and the current reigning King turning to the not yet Queen for all the advice about evil like it’s her responsibility. They don’t even attempt to brainstorm the vast amount of other ideas. And why on earth can’t she just suggest uh...literal guards by the barrier when it opens for them? Like if they paid people on the isle to guard the barrier so other isle people didn’t try to get out it would help a ton. There are so many other solutions other than closing the barrier completely (and then getting rid of it completely??)

-Does anyone else notice that like...50% of Ben’s screen time is him staring in shock/disbelief at things with literally no other expression for entire scenes? Cause I noticed it the first time around

-My favourite outfit in this whole movie for Mal is this light purple dress she has on when talking about closing the barrier for the first time with Ben’s parents and Evie. She is SO GORGEOUS in it. I’m actually not a fan of the leather suit she wears for the rest of the movie cause I don’t feel it fits with her hairstyle- mainly once it starts to go blue

-I just realized Mal’s hair literally goes from pretty much just purple to lots of blue mixed in. I guess it’s cool cause it’s like she gets power from the ember but I honestly prefer her brighter purple hair. My favourite hairstyle was her bangs she looked like an actual goddess in the 2nd movie

-I think everyone was thinking Dude got into Jane’s cake (despite the very neatly cut corner)

-I honestly love Mal’s face when Audrey shows up with the crown and scepter and her whole new gettup like “What on earth is this chick doing”

-I reiterate “what on earth is this chick doing” as Audrey goes to...sniff? the scepter?

-I wAnT tO bE dAnGeRoUS

-Audrey through a cupcake on the ground. So evil

-Honestly I’m sorry but Audrey talking all angsty to the people at Jane’s party is really cringey. Her lines are just...hhhhhhhhh (you mindless little drones in particular just seems weird the way she says it)

-How on earth does Audrey not see Jane get in the lake...she’s literally right there in full view

-OK so not ALL magic doesn’t work on the Isle, according to Celia only evil magic doesn’t work- so yes Maleficent is still a lizard cause Mal’s spell wasn’t an evil one

-Even with her massive platform shoes Mal is so much shorter than Hades she is yelling at him but having to look way up she’s adorable

- Hades “LET’S DANCE” - proceeds to shake a tambourine, slap his butt with it and stick his tongue out. ok then

-Why did I never notice Mal shake the tambourine at him angrily and then throw it lmao

-WHERE IS THE WIND COMING FROM IN THIS SONG (I will touch back on random wind that shouldn’t be there later on too)

-Mal should say thank you for the ember...imo

-”If it gets wet it’s game over” thaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat’s what she said

-Mal’s walking away from Haes up those stairs? That booty thicc (only thing I really like about that outfit)

-Girl has a zipper down her butt. She can unzip her ass cheeks

-I’m glad the jewelry in this movie is no longer plastic like Ben’s ring and his burger king crown

-“You’ll what? Marry them?” OK I am not a big fan of the plot or Audrey’s temper tantrum but if that isn’t the best fucking burn in this whole franchise then idk what is

-gUYS CELIA IS NOT THE ACTRESS SHE IS SUPPOSE TO BE IN AN ENTIRE MAIN SHOT??? WTF? HOW HAS NO ONE POINTED THIS OUT?? SHE’S A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT PERSON WHEN THEY’RE WALKING OUT OF THE GATE TOWARDS THE BARRIER ON THE ISLE AND THEN THE NEXT SHOT IT’S BACK TO THE PROPER ACTRESS. BUT IT’S VERY OBVIOUS

-I AM GAY AS SHIT FOR UMA OK SHE IS ABSOLUTE PEAK AESTHETIC AND I WOULD LET HER CHOKE ME WITH HER BRAIDS

-I deserve some compensation for my muscles...what does that even mean???

-Are we suppose to know who Hannah is?

-”Says you and that’s suppose to mean someth’n to me?” Ok maybe I’m just a flaming bisexual for Uma but why was that line delivery so smooth

-Audrey is abusing Chad. She threw a glass bowl at him and is literally shoving him around and yelling at him while accusing him of knowing things and not telling her. And it’s played for laughs. Descendants you have a lot of good things that are socially woke but this ain’t it man. Chad may have been a douche but he doesn’t deserve abuse. (rhyme oof)

- Why is Dude advertising that he gives great cuddles? Who is that directed at? Why is that line in there? Alright then

-How is Uma the only one that noticed the massive scratches on the wall and the literal painting slashed in half

-Mkay we get it Audrey you’re evil thanks for the random laugh

-The knight in front of them literally clanged as it moved and it’s RIGHT IN FRONT OF THEM how did nobody but Harry see it move. This entire movie is me asking why something happened because honestly so much of it just doesn’t make sense but I still love the movie lmao

-Out numbered 1 to 50? How did this girl graduate lol

-I still say What The Fuck Is Happening every time Mal makes the Knights dance. It’s just the most random, out of the blue thing to do

-Mal literally licks her lip and gives Evie the most sultry look as Evie dips down and is singing the end of Night Falls. I’m not a Mevie shipper but it’s the most bedroom eyes I’ve ever seen

-Evie is an absolute ray of sunshine and deserves all the things

-Harry is genuinely flattered at Evie’s compliment about his accent he starts to smile. Dude acts like a complete player and then gets happy when someone gives him a genuine compliment lol

-Jay and Gil are adorable

-Gil is just adorable on his own

-Doug is in way too comfortable of a position to not have already been on the ground sleeping/resting. Which begs the question of why he was just on the ground sleeping like that

-Doug’s long hair and ponytail and complete lack of style are some of my biggest pet peeves in this movie. He doesn’t just look out of place next to Evie, but next to literally everyone else. He looked pretty good in the last two, why such a drastic change that literally nobody asked for or wanted lol

-I seriously can’t take Evie and Doug seriously in this movie just because of his hair. It’s just so unattractive I’m sorry not sorry

- I do enjoy the sense of urgency and time that the movie has as Mal tries to keep moving. Uma and her being like “just kiss him already” is fun

-They could have shot Audrey looking at them through the scepter in a different way...the way it’s just the same close up shot every time she’s looking at it with her hair blowing in the non-existent wind just adds to how cheesy her whole performance is (not her fault, director and writers fault)

-Mal should have kissed Ben when they reunited. 0 reason not to. She was super worried about him and finally reunited with him and she also LOOKED like she wanted to kiss him. Girl was super into that beard.

-Leave some room for Jesus lmao

-I’m just bitter cause the only kiss we get this whole movie is from kinda far away and is short. We’ve also never seen them share a sweet kiss in private- they’re always on display....maybe it’s a kink lol

-Ben and Mal holding hands while trying to sneak around <3

-Sophia’s acting when Evie is upset is on point. This whole scene is one of the only really good ones where everyone is rightfully upset with Mal.

-Mal has had to sing about her feelings in every movie lmao

-Why...does the dragon look like it has a low frame rate? It looks choppy

-Audrey just, once again, doesn’t look menacing. She’s just like...waving a stick around and making mean faces

-”I owe you an apology” says everyone but...no one actually says “I’m sorry” lol

- Ben is just “aw yiss speak human rights to me baby” at Mal during the engagement party

- Beast: “We can’t do that.” I AGREE

-Taking the barrier down with no screening for the villains is a bad bad bad bad idea but it’s a happy disney universe so everything is fine - ugh

-UNSAFE BRIDGE!!1!!1 I’m waiting for someone to fall off- just once, please

-Mal and Uma jumping up and down when they kmeetis the cutest fucking thing on earth

-Ben needs a different thing to dance in, his suit is so stiff

-Harry and Audrey? Hmmmm I’m not opposed but I’m also not feelin it

-Were those people just...waiting there with an already built dragon?

-Ben likes to hip thrust in every movie, no lie

#descendants #descendants 3 #disneys descendants #mal bertha #mal #bal #ben florian #carlos de vil #jay jafar #uma #harry hook #gil gaston

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thewebcomicsreview · 4 years

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Tonight on Legend of the Hare: Rasslevania!

This was originally supposed to be a birthday, but then I thought of the phrase “no holds barred mitzvah” and changed it last second. do like that Jill and Riley both don’t actually know what a bar mitzvah is. Given that the next few pages portray the event as taking place in an arena (?) around a wrestling ring (??) and one of the people in attendance is a music industry scout (?!), it’s also possible that I didn’t know what a Bar Mitzvah was, or at the very least didn’t bother to change any of the later pages to account for this change. This is a really stupid plot point! And it also means that the band is tempted by money at a Jewish event, which is one of those things I probably should have stopped to consider the implications of, but I clearly didn’t consider the implications of anything I was doing on any level. In the aborted LotH Version 2, this whole scene was going to be an actual birthday party, and Riley would sing a song that would be way inappropriate for kids and the family would kick them out, which Riley would blame on Jill before Peggy showed up an arrested them all. It would be at the police station where the rabbits first appeared, and V2 was getting very far from V1 before I gave up on it.

There’s something very Scott Pilgrim vs the World-y in those first three panels, especially Jill’s band being a retro gaming reference. Who came up with that name, anyway? Also, wow, I just told Carlos to draw a generic indie wrestling poster and gave him a sample of one, but I totally passed on a chance to put a joke on the poster. Missed opportunity, past me! Also, using “Goldstein” as a generic Jewish name, bluh. That’s lazy, it should’ve been a funnier name. If it’d been, like, “Rick ‘The Rack’ Ruckus presents: His son’s no-holds-barred mitzvah” then there’s a little character in it, the idea that maybe it’s the dad who likes wrestling and not the kid, which gives me an opportunity to have a joke later about the son being bored and also kind of helps explain why there’s no actual Bar Mitzvahing going on. You can tell how much I’m feeling a page by how much effort I’m putting into finding these spaces for a joke. In a perfect ideal word, a writer should spend as much time on a page as the artist, going over every line and background detail and trying to find ways to get as much mileage as possible out of every panel and taking every chance for a clever joke. Obviously, this doesn’t usually happen in practice. But it should! It’s very easy to pop out something passable in ten minutes as a writer in a way an artist can’t, but you should hold yourself to a higher standard and even now I don’t do that as much as I should.

Panel 3 looks like a generic alley, but I actually took a photo of an alley in Boston I liked and had Carlos use it as a reference

I’m not quite sure why I found this image so striking, but it adds a little to the sense of place that this alley has a brick road instead of a paved street, and is one of the very few visual clues that this comic takes place in Boston and not Generic City, so it was worth the time to photograph. Also, hey, that’s Eoin in a trenchcoat reading a newpaper in the background of paper three there. The original opening to Legend of the Hare would have had Trenchcoat Eoin (back when he was called Teporingo) and Mary Farrier at Doink Burger scoping Jill out as a potential rabbit champion. This never got past the first draft stage and mostly revolved around Mary being a hyper child and not focusing. Interestingly, the script I have for that opening establishes Legend of the Hare as being set in Oregon. I wonder why I set it there originally, given that I’ve never been. It might have just been a reference to Gravity Falls?

Anyway, this is the first appearance of Riley, and note that even this early he’s making fun of Jill behind her back. Old man Starflower seems to just accept what Jill is saying as normal, which looks like a joke but is also foreshadowing, since Starflower knows a bit more than was ever shown to the audience. Sadly, it never comes up in the comic because everything’s a mess, but Mary Farrier the horse champion is Starflower’s daughter, and it was through him that the rabbits learned of Jill. It’s all connected, but offscreen because I wasn’t doing anything properly.

The Lore Post for this page will be of grave importance to a few people: It’s the first appearance of Helen Alvarez, the Rooster Champion and surprisingly popular minor character! Helen doesn’t actually appear on-panel for like 40 pages, and by then she’s very clearly sick of all the “cock” jokes, but she seems to be in better humor about it here:

Dear Diary,

I don’t know if anyone’s going to read this, but if you’re reading this now, hi.

So today was odd. I skipped school and then a bunch of Roosters flew me off to Cock-Narnia. Little bit unexpected, that twist. They gave me the whole “Chosen One” spiel I’ve seen in a million fantasy novels, though they didn’t seem to know who actually chose me or why. They offered to let me go home, but I told them nah. Even a crappy Harry Potter LARP thing run by birds is better than Mom and Brad. And, honestly, I wasn’t going to make a better career choice than being the “Lady of Cocks”, so I might as well get on the Cock while I can. Got the tattoo and everything. I’m sure that’ll stop being funny any second now, but I’ve only been here a few hours so I’m going to ride the cock train just a bit more.

The cocks – there it is, this is old -the roosters are not very smart. Which I guess isn’t surprising, because they’re birds? But they can talk, so you’d think they’d be smarter than normal birds. And maybe they are, but they ain’t shown signs of it yet.

I tried to get some details on what my Cock Destiny (okay, one more) was, but no one was able to answer me. Kind of defeats the point of having a prophesied destiny if it’s a mystery, doesn’t it? If I wanted vague promises of future greatness, I’d see the guidance counselor again.

Isn’t that life, though? In that….um…..you never know what you’re gonna get? Or something? I dunno. I really don’t know anything. Supposedly once I sign up I get all kinds of magical girl superpowers, but I don’t feel very super right now. I mostly just wanna lie down. Such hero. Very amaze.

Actually, lying down sounds like a great idea right now. I need to stress over all my decisions today. I’m gonna go do that.

How was your day?

Holy hell, you can tell this lore post is old, there’s a doge reference.

#Legend of the Hare #Saffron and Sage is back in production by the way #That'll update soonish

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Character Analysis: Angus Macgyver

@tomminowrites asked if I and a couple other writers would consider using this list of questions to do a character analysis for Mac in our own ways. This ended up being a hell of a lot longer than I was planning, but honestly everything I write ends up that way so at this point I don’t know why I’m even surprised. Most of this is just what I’ve seen from the show itself plus some headcanons for things we haven’t seen. There’s one section in which I do not agree with the show at all, but you’ll see that when you get to it. Anyways, enjoy!! (@thethistlegirl sorry if anything is really similar to yours lol)

What would completely break your character?

Mac already feels a lot of weight and responsibility when it comes to protecting people, and any time he feels like he could’ve done more to save someone it destroys a little part of him. If he were ever to lose someone he truly cared about, like Jack or Riley or Bozer, or now even Matty, and he felt like he could’ve done more, there’d be no coming back from that. Mac would sink so far into himself, throw himself into the most self-destructive habits he has until he’s nothing but a broken shell of the man he used to be. (By that same token, if any of them were ever to abandon or betray him, well... let’s just say I honestly believe Mac would end up suicidal.)

What was the best thing in your character’s life?

There are two best things in Mac’s life, and those two things are Wilt Bozer and Jack Dalton. Those two were there at his two most trying moments in his life, and he met them exactly when he needed them and they helped him through situations he never would’ve survived (at least not in one piece) on his own.

What was the worst thing in your character’s life?

There’ve been some pretty crappy things in his life, but finding out his dad wasn’t coming home ever again on his tenth birthday was probably the crappiest. Losing Peña comes in at a pretty close second, but nothing has ever been as bad as that day. Mac remembers feeling numb, asking himself over and over again why his dad would leave him, and over and over again the answer his brain would tell him was “because you weren’t smart enough, Angus.” For Mac, there’s nothing worse than that day.

What seemingly insignificant memories stuck with your character?

Mac remembers the smell that used to fill the kitchen when his mom made her favorite apple pie (warm apples and sweet cinnamon sugar). He remembers the shirt he was wearing the day his dad left (blue and white short-sleeve polo with the buttons done all the way up. he did them himself). He remembers the conversation the lady in the grocery store was having with her daughter, the first time he went shopping for himself (No, Sammy, you cannot have an entire bag of marshmallows all for yourself!). He remembers the song Jack sang the first time they rode in a Humvee together (a really horribly off-key rendition of Whitesnake’s Here I Go Again).

Does your character work so that they can support their hobbies or use their hobbies as a way of filling up the time they aren’t working?

It’s a little bit of both and neither, really. Mac’s work pretty much consists of all his hobbies, but there are certain projects he takes on when he’s home just for fun. Sometimes a mission will give him an idea, and he’ll test that idea at home, or in the Phoenix labs. He learned very early on that some things were better done in a safer environment than your kitchen. (The last time he tried to experiment in the kitchen, he melted half the countertop and exploded a soap dispenser.)

What is your character reluctant to tell people?

Mac is always reluctant to tell people just how much they mean to him. In his mind, admitting you need someone just makes the abandonment that much worse when they eventually walk away. He’s also always reluctant to tell people that he doesn’t know something. James instilled in him the need to always know the answer, and even now, 17 years on his own, he still feels like he’s going to be yelled at for now knowing something. (Jack has helped, a lot. Bozer too. But having someone in a position of authority and seniority be amazed at even the simplest things you know really helps alleviate the feeling that you need to know everything in order to be treated right.)

How does your character feel about sex?

now this is where I really disagree with the show Mac doesn’t view sex casually. As someone who doesn’t let people in easily, intimacy for him is reserved for people he really, truly, connects with. Nikki was one of the few girlfriends in his life he felt comfortable enough with to have that type of relationship with, but he always knew she was much more focused on that part of their relationship than he was. Mac isn’t someone who just throws that around with people for kicks, he feels it’s something almost sacred between two people who love each other. (fyi yes I was very upset with the way they portrayed nikki’s and his relationship in the first ep, and very very upset with the implications of his relationship with Aly in s2)

How many friends does your character have?

Mac’s the type of person who would be friends with the barista who makes his coffee every morning. He knows the name of every tech worker he’s ever crossed paths with at the Phoenix. On the surface meaning of the word, Mac has an endless amount of friends. In a deeper sense of the word, there’s Frankie, and Penny, and Carlos, and Charlie, and Sam, too. But actual friends, true friends that know almost everything there is to know about him? There’s just Jack, Bozer, and Riley. (Matty is slowly inching her way into that circle, and if Jill was still alive, she would’ve been on that list too.)

How many friends does your character want?

Mac isn’t the type to let a lot of people into his life, and for the longest time his only close friend was Bozer. He’s never been one to want more than that, Bozer and Penny were always enough. He’s always happy to add more friends to his little circle of family, but he’s content with however many he has. (If he never makes another friend in his life, he’s perfectly happy with that.)

What would your character make a scene in public about?

If it’s for his own sake, Mac would hardly make a scene for any reason. But when it comes to his friends or some innocent party, Mac won’t hesitate to make a scene if he thinks he can help in some way. If he thinks someone is in danger, he’ll make a scene in any way he can to bring the attention to himself, anything to take the focus off someone else. And he’s never really thought about why, but he’s been known to make a scene when a child is being unfairly yelled at by their parents, or an authority figure. (Jack always has a sad, soft smile on his face whenever Mac looks at him after, and he never really understands why.)

What would your character give their life for?

Mac has several self-destructive qualities, and he had a penchant for often thinking of himself as the expendable one. Because of that, Mac is always willing to give his life for almost anyone, even the guys he usually tries to stop. He hates the thought of anyone getting hurt unnecessarily, and he’d almost always rather it be him than them. (It’s given Jack quite a few headaches over the years. He tries to think of himself as irreplaceable, but he can’t help it when he sees someone else in danger. It’s like a default setting in his brain.)

What are your character’s major flaws?

Mac has a tendency to come across a bit arrogant without meaning to. He can go off on his scientific rants and correct people without thinking and it doesn’t always work out well. He also has a tendency to assume that he’s the smartest person in the room, and again that doesn’t always work out so well for him. But one of his biggest flaws is his inability to trust people. Because of this, he often thinks that his way is best, that he’s better off if he does it himself, and sometimes that can be deadly for people. He has problems letting other people help, even when he knows deep down that he can’t do it on his own.

What does your character pretend or try to care about?

Mac only pretends to care about something if it’s not someone he particularly likes. He’ll fake a smile, nod a couple times, but usually, his mind’s a mile away working on some project he’s working on in the lab. But if it’s someone he cares about, he never pretends. He tries to care about things his friends do, even if they have no interest for him whatsoever. He doesn’t always have an interest in the music Jack likes, or the food Bozer cooks, or the computer code Riley’s writing. But he makes it a point to try, for their sake. (Jack knows he doesn’t care about classic rock that much, but he appreciates that he tries. Bozer knows he doesn’t care about the exact blend of spices he’s putting in their burgers, but he tries, and that’s all Bozer cares about. Riley knows that Mac can hardly follow the code she’s writing, but he still sits and listens and tries to ask questions he knows she wants to answer, and for her that’s enough.)

How does the image your character tries to project differ from the image they actually project?

Mac tries to project an air of toughness and un-attachment, afraid to let people know how much things hurt, or how much he actually cares. But the key world there is ‘tries’. Everyone who’s spent longer than two seconds with him knows that he’s nothing but a giant puppy. Sure, he’s tough, and he keeps his emotions in check, but he can’t help the way his eyes and body language speak volumes. Jack can take one look into his eyes and see just how much he’s hurting. Bozer can see the way he shifts his weight and knows he’s in pain. Riley can see his smile and read the depths of his affection for the people around him. To the world, Mac is gentle, kind, smart, and genuine.

What is your character afraid of?

He’s deathly afraid of heights, so much so that he sometimes loses every piece of useful information he’s ever known until he’s back at a reasonable height. There have only been a handful of times anyone’s ever seen him completely panic, and the majority of those times involve heights. He’s also afraid of abandonment, whether by choice or just by chance. He’s constantly terrified he’s going to lose anyone he’s ever close to. He knows Jack would never walk out on him, not for any reason he can help, yet he’s constantly terrified that one day he’s going to wake up and find out that Jack is gone. He’s terrified he’s going to come home one day and find every one of Bozer’s possessions absent from the house. And for the longest time, was scared he was never going to know why his dad actually left. (Until the day he did find out, and now he’s terrified that the man he spent most his life trying to find is now going to end up being a permanent resident in his life.)

What is something most people in your setting do that your character thinks is dumb?

Honestly, Mac thinks social media is dumb. Sure, he gets the appeal and idea of Facebook, of being able to keep up to date with certain friends you don’t see as often as you wish you could. But things like Twitter and Instagram? He doesn’t get it. Instagram to him is just a bunch of people trying to prove they have a better life than they do. Twitter is just people begging for attention, from anyone who’s willing to listen. He gets it a little on a casual level, but the fact that there are people who are actually famous on Instagram just makes zero sense to him. (He does enjoy reddit, though. He’s constantly getting into discussions about scientific formulas and ideas and better ways to do things, posting project successes and failures and advising other users on certain procedures. He’d never breath a word of it to anyone. He has no idea that Riley found it somehow, and spends some of her lazy nights laughing hysterically at his projects and discussions.)

Where would your character fall on a politeness/rudeness scale?

Fairly in the middle, leaning a bit more towards polite than rude. He never means it, but to people who don’t know him he can come across like an arrogant know-it-all. He also has a sarcastic streak bigger than Texas, and he’s hard-pressed to keep it at bay, especially when he’s around Jack. He sometimes has an issue with authority, as well, and it’s gotten him into quite a bit of trouble. But he’s unfailingly polite when he deems it necessary, and he’s always the first to offer a smile and kind word to people he passes in his daily life. But if he doesn’t like someone, he errs just a bit more on the rude side. (There’s was a fellow eod tech in the sandbox that Mac didn’t particularly like. He wasn’t exactly a jerk, but he was a tad pretentious and haughty and Mac didn’t even bother keeping his sarcasm in check when it came to him. Every other person in their unit thought Mac was an angel except for that tech. He didn’t understand how people thought Mac was nice.)

#HOLY CRAP #THAT WAS SOOOO LONG #OH MY GOSH #I CANT WRITE ANYTHING SHORT #GEEZ LOUISE #rey writes #my headcanons #angus macgyver #tomminowrites

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casspurrjoybell-17 · 5 months

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Heart’s Choice - Chapter 22

*Warning Adult Content*

- Carlos -

I've never been able to pinpoint the exact moment my consciousness slips free of my body and leaves it behind.

I just know when it's happened.

I know it's happened when I open my eyes and find myself outside the circle, watching myself and John.

My body looks still and peaceful as a statue of the seated Buddha, while John watches warily, on the lookout for any sign of a change.

For the moment, we're both safe.

Things are under control and I sense only one other presence.

"Mr. Martinez?"

I turn, my astral body feeling as real as my physical one and see Kyle watching me from the shadows in the corner of the shop.

Right. Not creepy at all."

Kyle?" I move towards him cautiously. "Are you okay?"

His eyes gleam with uncanny light, like an animal's at night.

"I'm scared," he whispers.

Christ. Poor kid.

"Do you remember what happened?"

He shakes his head.

"I went to buy lunch. Then... I was back here. I keep trying to leave. Sometimes I go home. But I always come back here."

Great. He's stuck in a loop.

I suck my bottom lip and try to come up with the right words.

"Kyle, it's okay. Don't worry about lunch. I'm not hungry anymore. Are you?"

"No," he says, his voice small and soft as a child's. "I don't feel anything anymore. What's happening to me, Mr. Martinez? Why am I like this?"

Fuck. This is messed up.

I hold out my hand to him.

"Kyle, come here. I'm gonna show you something, okay?"

With heartbreaking trust, he comes towards me and takes my hand.

"Close your eyes. I'm gonna take us somewhere. Don't open them until I say."

He nods and shuts his creepily gleaming eyes obediently.

I shut mine as well and envision the place I want to take us as strongly as I can.

When the sounds and smells of the location surround me, I open my eyes and blink against the glare of a bright, mid-morning sun, which makes me very glad my astral body isn't as hungover as my physical one.

"Okay, you can look now," I say.

Kyle blinks and rubs a hand, still blackened with ghostly engine grease, against his brow.

"Why are we in a cemetery, Mr. Martinez?"

Confronting someone with the fact of their death isn't the gentlest way to go about getting them to realize that they're dead but I need Kyle to get the point quickly.

It seems like he's fragmented, probably shattered by the extreme trauma of the manner in which he was killed and he doesn't seem aware of our previous encounters.

He probably forgets everything he's done as soon as he resets in the garage, like an NPC restarting a level in a video game.

Like the Ghost of Christmas Past, I point to the plain, budget grave marker at Kyle's feet.

It's not even a headstone... just a small plaque set in the grass and like someone trying to read in a dream, Kyle struggles to make out what it says.

I give him a minute and when he finally figures it out, his spirit flickers and loses a few shades of saturation as he looks up at me with eyes full of tragic defeat.

"Oh, yeah. I'm dead," he says. "I keep forgetting. Sorry, Mr. Martinez."

"It's okay. I just wanna help you. Do you remember what happened?"

Kyle gets a faraway look, as if he's daydreaming about something else... literally another life but after a moment, he shakes his head.

"Sorry, Mr. Martinez. I remember going for lunch. There were no burgers left. I was afraid you'd be mad, so I went... somewhere else. Then it's all... blurry after that."

I bite back a sigh of exasperation.

On the one hand, it's a mercy Kyle doesn't remember what happened to him.

Seeing his insides become outsides, while he was still alive and knowing there was no way he could survive something like that, is a trauma that would break anyone's mind.

On the other hand, it would have been really convenient if he could just tell me who the bad guy was.

"What's the last thing you remember clearly?" I ask.

"Someone called my name," he says. "They called me and I was happy because..."

He trails off as his expression goes blank.

He flickers again, now so drained of color he's practically in black and white.

'Fuck, I'm losing him. If he resets, I'll have to start all over.'

"Kyle, concentrate. Who was it? Who called your name?"

"My name?"

He looks at me and suddenly his eyes are completely clear and lucid and full of fear.

"My parents."

"What? Kyle, your parents are..."

Sheer terror contorts his face and he reaches for me, grasping my left shoulder with a hand like ice.

'Find my parents, Mr. Martinez. And stay away from him."

"Who is 'him' Kyle?"

He's fading fast, almost transparent and his voice is a thin echo of what it was.

"Help me."

With those two, barely audible words, he's gone.

Then my world tips to the side, flipped like a rotating mirror and goes dark.

Dizzy and disoriented, I pick myself up.

Darkness surrounds me and while I stand in my astral body, I get the sense there is no real 'down' or 'up' in this place.

Great. I slipped into a shadow plane, probably dragged along by Kyle.

He's not here, though. And yet, I'm not alone.

Something dark is watching me... something close.

I've only felt a presence like this once before.

Aunt Toni barely dragged me back to the living world on time and I had nightmares for months.

It's the same feeling of swimming in dark water and being suddenly convinced that there's something beneath you, about to grab you and drag you down or feeling you're being watched from the shadows in the woods.

A primal, instinctive fear that can quickly escalate to panic.

I tamp down on it, hard, doing my best to remain calm.

Emotions are energy and in a place like this, energy attracts demons the way movement attracts the Rex in Jurassic Park.

Then again, just like a real t-rex probably had pretty good eye-sight and would have had no problem spotting someone even if he was holding still, so too, whatever's in this place will have no trouble finding me.

As it nears, its presence overwhelms me.

Whatever it is, it's big and bad and I don't know if even the world's greatest exorcist 'whoever that is' would have a chance against something like this.

It's as many times more powerful than I am as I am to an ant.

Still, ants can bite and I ready what defenses I have and prepare to fight.

Something looms above me, big as a building.

I get an impression of an immense form, leathery wings, bone and stinking flesh... fire, ash and rot.

I choke, falling back beneath the stench and then I'm falling again, my world flips like an hourglass and my eyes... my real, flesh and blood eyes... snap open.

I'm on my back, lying on the hard, cold, deliciously real concrete of my garage and the face of an angel looks down on me.

"Jesus fucking Christ Carlos, are you alive?" John asks.

I cough and fill my lungs with air a few times.

"Yeah. Looks that way."

"Fuck."

He hangs his head and I wince and rub my chest, which is weirdly sore.

Also my mouth tastes like mint.

"What happened?" I ask. "Is the circle intact?"

He lifts his head and glares at me, eyes bloodshot with stress.

"Yeah, the circle's fine. You, on the other hand, fell over and had what looked like a seizure. Then you stopped breathing. I gave you CPR. I just about gave up when... you came back."

He rubs a hand over his mouth and stares down at me, as if afraid I'll pass out again or disappear if he takes his eyes off me.

Meanwhile, I'm boneless as a jellyfish with relief.

Wherever I was, whatever I saw, it didn't follow me through.

Neither is there any trace of Kyle.

"Sorry," I say, sitting up gingerly. "I should have warned you that might happen."

"You think?"

I cough and laugh.

"I'm okay, really. It's not impossible for someone to lose the connection to their physical body entirely while traveling but it's super rare."

"So, what you're saying is the chance you could have died is greater than zero."

"Uh... yeah. I guess."

"Fucking hell," he sighs and shakes his head. "Okay, what now?"

"Help me up."

I ask more because I want to feel the solid, physical warmth of a living body than because I really need help but he obliges.

I lean into his strength, breathe his scent and accidentally find myself resting against his chest, my head on his shoulder and my arms around his waist.

"Uh... So are you okay now?" he asks, sounding a bit strained, when I finally come back to reality.

"Sorry," I release him and step back a pace. "I just needed to get grounded again. This will just take a minute."

Quickly, I complete the ritual, sending any lingering spirits back to their home realms and cleansing the circle before I break it, releasing the sacred space.

"So, what did you get?" John asks, as I cross to my work bench, grab a clean rag and use it to wipe the sweat from my face.

I tell him what Kyle told me.

"He wants you to look for his parents? That case is long cold," John says, frowning. "Anything else?"

After a slight hesitation, I tell him about the presence.

He listens non-reactively, neither accepting nor rejecting but simply absorbing what I have to say.

'Again, perfect guy.'

"What's wrong now?" he asks, as I slump a little and sigh.

"Nothing. Did I say anything on this side?"

"Nope. You just sat there until you fell over and had a fit."

I laugh and then cough again, rubbing my sore sternum.

"Thanks for trying to save me, even if it wasn't necessary."

"Are you sure it wasn't?" he asks. "I gave you artificial respiration for almost five minutes. People have been brain dead after not breathing for less time."

'Mouth to mouth for five minutes? Why did I have to be unconscious for that?'

I frown at him.

"My body is used to it. And it might look like I'm not breathing, but I am... just very slowly. In fact, forcing me to breathe faster might do more harm than good. But... thank you for saving my life."

He breaks eye contact and looks away, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly as he checks his cell-phone.

"Shit," he swears, scrolling through his messages.

"What?"

"They ID'd the body we found in the park."

"Who was it?" I ask, craning to see over his shoulder.

"One Daryl Sparks. A private investigator based out of Shasta City."

He taps a link in a message and a website opens on his phone.

A balding white guy with teeth so bleached they put snow to shame grins from the top of a page full of glowing endorsements, including... 'The best detective since Sherlock Holmes'... which, honestly, seems like a bit of a stretch.

"What was he doing in Spring Lakes?" I ask.

Shasta's only about an hour away, which isn't that much in this region of remote little towns but still not a drive one takes without a reason.

"That, dear Watson, is the question," John murmurs.

"Or rather, given where and how he was killed, I'd bet my last dollar he was investigating Kyle's death. So, the real question is... who hired him?"

"Can't you find out? Hack his computer or whatever?"

He looks over his shoulder at me.

"Probably. That's my next move, anyway. You up for a little drive?"

"You... want me to come with you?" I ask, hoping I don't sound as desperately hopeful as I feel.

He turns and meets my eyes with an intensity that roots me to the spot.

"Yeah. If this guy's a ghost now, he might go back to a place he's connected to, right? Besides, after what just happened, I am not letting you out of my sight until this is over and done. Especially not tonight. Understand?"

I nod. Unless we can stop it, tonight is the night of the second Feast.

"Good. Grab whatever you need for your ghost hunt and let's go."

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