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one-shot-plus-size · 3 years

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True Love - Chapter 3

Something I published on my Wattpad account a few years ago, and now I've reworked and am publishing here.

Imagine :

She - a 23 year old girl who loves freedom and a man who will never be hers.

He - a 47 year old actor with a life that is not quite in order.

What happens when he realizes he has the diamond under his nose that he's been looking for all his life.

Pov Olivia

- Why did you take such a strange leave of absence? - Magda leaned out from behind the monitor.

- What do you mean? - I furrowed my eyebrows.

- Thursday is your last day at work, why not from Monday? - She was tapping her pen on the desk.

- Because on Friday I have a flight from Cracow to Chicago at 12:05, where I have to wait until 19:35 to fly to San Diego. There I am at 9:47 p.m., then back to my hotel and in the morning at Comic-Con.

- Well, that's logical - she smiled and returned to her seat.

- Yup - I nodded my head.

Friday 11:00 am

I sat quietly in the waiting room, pulled out my phone and turned on Whatsapp and a new message to Jeffrey. ( Jeffrey Dean Morgan).

💬 To Jeff : I am at the airport flying out in an hour, around 10:30 in the evening I should be at the hotel.

I scraped out a message to him and before I could put my phone in my pocket a reply came.

📲 From Jeff : Bubba is not expecting anything, he walks like a nailed dog even I feel a little sorry for him.

💬To Jeff : Just not a word, he wants him to have a surprise, calm him down a bit. I know you can!

📲 From Jeff : As always! I love you horrible woman ! 💙

💬To Jeff : I love you too old man

📲 From Jeff : Pff🤬

I laughed under my breath, put my phone in my pocket and headed to check-in after just a few minutes. Just to sit on the plane at 12. I had some time to sleep, put my headphones in my ears and drifted off. Nice lady stewardess woke me up before landing in Chicago. There I bought American phone card and went for a decent meal.

Pov Jeffrey

I looked over at Norman who was standing on the terrace smoking a cigarette. His thoughts kept running to Olivia, I could see it in his eyes. He was sad or maybe angry that she didn't want to see him. Sometimes it was hard to judge him, he rarely showed his true emotions. But his eyes betrayed him, and very often. I walked out to him and leaned my back against the railing.

- Dude don't worry so much - I looked at him.

- I'm not worried - he muttered under his breath and shrugged his shoulders.

- I can just see how you are not worried - I smiled widely.

- I don't understand why he doesn't want to come. We meet every year, every year we spend three weeks together, and this year she is somehow different.

- Maybe she fell in love and her partner doesn't approve - I lit a cigarette.

- I want her to fall in love, I want her to be happy, but I don't want a partner who forbids us to see each other. Who is this guy?

- Norman - I groaned - maybe he is jealous of you, look at yourself.

- I'm nothing special - he put out his cigarette - I'm going to bed.

I wanted to tell him that she would soon be in the same hotel as us but I promised to keep it to myself. At 10:30 I got a message.

📲Of Oli: I'm at the hotel, room 313.

💬 To Ola : I'm in 5 minutes.

He put the phone in his pocket and I put on my leather jacket.

- Bubba I'm leaving, I'll be back in a while - I shouted towards Norman's bedroom.

But no one answered me, Norman was probably either taking a shower or already asleep. I sighed and went to room 313. I knocked twice on the door and heard muffled footsteps and after a few seconds the door opened. Standing in it was Olivia, her blue hair flowing loosely over her shoulders. She was wearing a loose hoodie and tight jeans.

- Hey - she smiled tiredly.

- Hey baby - I took a step and hugged her tightly.

She cuddled into my body and a tired sigh came out of her mouth. I kissed her head and rubbed her back with my hands.

- Tired ? - I moved away slightly.

- A little - she breathed - Would you like something to drink?

- Maybe a quick drink? - I smiled widely.

- Fine - she nodded and moved towards the bar.

- Honey, you look good - I took off my jacket and threw it on the back of the sofa.

- What do you mean? - She opened the bottle of whisky.

- You just look good even though you still wear those baggy sweatshirts - I watched her movements.

- They're just comfortable and I don't have to bother choosing accessories. And I really don't feel like it lately - she sat down next to me with two glasses.

- Did something happen? - I took the glass from her and furrowed my eyebrows.

- Well, my ex turned out to be a dick and that's all - she shrugged her shoulders.

She leaned her elbows on her knees and drank the liquid from the glass in one gulp. I looked at the profile of her face, she didn't even wrinkle her eyebrows.

- Are you back to drinking? - I leaned towards her.

- Can we not talk about this now? I'm here for the first day and you're already doing my fucking interrogation - she looked at me.

- But promise me we'll come back to this conversation?

- I promise if you don't say anything to Norman - she stared into my eyes.

- I won't say a fucking word to him - I smiled slightly.

- Then we'll go back to this conversation - she nodded - how is he?

- He sulks like a teenager - I laughed.

- He hasn't replied to any of my messages, he's probably angry with me.

- I bet that when he sees you tomorrow all his anger will be gone - I kissed her on the temple - you know how he is when something doesn't go his way. And he really missed you and he's sorry.

Olivia took a breath and sank deeper into the couch.

- Hey - I poked her - don't pout yet you know that if you make puppy dog eyes he is able to forgive everything.

- I hope so - she smiled uncertainly.

- You know that if you make puppy dog eyes, he will be able to forgive everything - she smiled uncertainly - After all, he loves you - I poked her - and he can't stay mad at you for too long.

Olivia looked at me and I saw a blush on her cheeks. She set her glass down on the coffee table and snuggled into my side.

- I missed you, old man - she whispered.

- I missed you too girl - I put my arm around her.

Her head was resting under my chin, Olivia may not look like a woman we were used to. She wasn't skinny, she wasn't tall but her character made up for all her flaws. A person stops noticing her larger body stature after getting to know her. But she had one flaw, she was morbidly shy and that is why many people abandoned her. I got close to her only last year and only then I realized how big heart she has. And I want to keep her close because it's really worth it. I glanced at her, her eyes were closed and her breathing was steady. As she fell asleep, I gently pushed her away from me. I set the glass down and took her hands in mine wedding style. I headed to the bedroom, planted her on the bed holding her with my hands. I took off her sweatshirt, socks and pants, laid her on the bed and covered her with blankets.

- Sleep dear - I kissed her forehead and left her room.

I closed the door behind me and went to my room.

Pov Olivia

When I awoke to the sound of the alarm clock. I wiped my face with my hands and looked around the room. I was lying in bed in the bedroom of my rented apartment. I hit the phone and the alarm finally went off. I groaned wiping my face with my palms, I must have been drowsy last night. I threw my legs off the bed and pulled hard. I picked my phone up off the ground and opened a new message from Jeff.

📲 From Jeff : Remember that at 3 in the afternoon is our show, remember not to be late lazy !

I locked my device and shook my head. This man was impossible but that's what I loved him for. For the fact that he could listen, that he had more experience in life and could share it. He was different than Norman but after all, no two people are alike. Grabbed my phone and opened a new message to Jeff.

💬To Jeff : I hope your old bones didn't suffer when you carried me to bed.💙 Thank you, I'm not late, I'm never late.

I put my phone down on the bedside table, grabbed my clothes and headed to the shower. I had to prepare myself properly to greet my long lost friend.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I was always careful about what I wore, I had to mask my excess weight somehow. I combed my hair and dried it into a bun.

Just a quick breakfast and I was ready to go. I took an Uber and after just a few minutes I found myself in front of the San Diego Convention Center. Thanks to Jeffrey's kindness I had VIP ticket so I could enter everywhere. Therefore, I went to the hall out of turn, hung around my neck badge with name and level of availability. The first thing that caught my eye was the amount of people dressed up. Cosplay was ubiquitous here, I slipped my glasses over my hair and admired their creators. People were really imaginative and I stopped at one or three stalls to buy some interesting things. Eventually I got to the place where The Walking Dead actors were, I kept my distance so none of them would recognize me. No one knew I was here, except Jeffrey of course. I watched Norman interact with the fans, his face lit up with a smile from ear to ear. He was snapping pictures with them, signing T-shirts and many other things. I smiled to myself, I loved how open he was with his fans. I took a breather and wandered around the neighborhood and at 2:30 I was already sitting in my seat in the hall where the conference was to be held.

📲Of Jeff : are you ?

💬Do Jeff : Third row, fourth seat from the left. From the middle aisle.

📲From Jeff : Divine, he wants to see Bubba's face.

I smiled under my breath, at exactly three o'clock the host started her show. She was smiling all the time under her breath, my hands started sweating strangely, I rubbed them on my pants. The first to enter was the director, then Andrew Lincoln, Jeffrey Dean Morgan and finally Norman Reedus, followed of course by the rest of the crew. I had the impression that Jeffrey immediately sought me out with his eyes. He smiled broadly and nodded slightly. I smiled back and also nodded slightly. Jeffrey looked up at me every now and then smiling. Halfway through the performance Jeffrey poked Lincoln and whispered something in his ear. Andrew lifted his head and looked around the front rows and a wide grin appeared on his lips from ear to ear. Lincoln slaps Norman hard on the shoulder, the man crouches down and mutters something under his breath. Andrew leans into his ear and whispers something. And his body tense up, he slides his hat down over his face and shifts his gaze around the audience. His eyes stopped on me, smiling broadly. Eventually, he smiled too.

Andrew watched his friend's reaction, smiling slightly. Norman pulled out his phone, and moments later mine vibrated in his pocket.

📲Of Norm : I'm gonna strangle you 🎈

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callunavulgari · 4 years

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neighbourskid · 4 years

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The Thing About Zachary Levi 2.0

(original date: 22 July 2017)

Two years ago, in July 2015, I wrote a blog post about Zac with this title. After watching half of that years panels and spending the rest of the weekend working at a teenager weekend of our church, I wrote this post. It had struck me again just how different Zac is from most "celebrities".

One year later, the message of that post was still full of truth. My thoughts on Zac hadn't changed one bit. They only got better. After only one day at SDCC, I tweeted out that blog post again, because it became more relevant than ever, since I finally made it to San Diego and had just met Zac for the first time ever. So I tweeted it out again, and two days later, on Saturday, I found myself standing in line for something I wasn't sure about, which then turned out to be a photo-op with Zac. I wasn't gonna say no to another opportunity to get a picture with my role model. Keep in mind, it was Saturday. Zac had already hosted a shit ton of panels, danced his ass off at the Dance Party on Thursday and probably on Friday as well with his more famous friends than us. His voice was gone. So I walked up to the space, stood next to him, and basically lost my shit, internally. He once again proved just how wonderful he is. Standing there he told me that he had seen my tweet with the post and read it. That alone basically knocked me out of my shoes. But then he went on and said that what I wrote, meant a lot to him. We then took the picture and I am to this day still surprised that I smile in it and am not tearing up. Which I did right after. I went to the restroom and cried. Just imagine what that does to you. The guy you most admire in the world, the guy who is your role model in faith, work and life in general, that guy telling you that words YOU wrote meant a lot to him? That fucking knocks you out of the park. Like, I was floored. Knowing that this post touched him? It means everything. Knowing that my words reached him means that whatever the hell I end up doing in life, will mean something to someone. And that's all I ever wanted. Everything that I strive for professionally, is being able to give back. He showed me that I can, that I am already giving back.

After a lot of back and forth with myself (and my bank account) I finally booked my flight and hotel for San Diego last February. I knew it was not gonna be easy, and honestly looking at it now, financially, I shouldn't have done it. But after everything that I experienced last year, I couldn't pass up the opportunity to go again. I promised myself that first day of NerdHQ last year that, if anyhow possible, I would never miss NerdHQ ever again, if I could help it. So now I'm here. And it has been the best three days so far. Again, one of the big reasons —beside my incredible nerd family that I have finally had the good fortune of meeting this week— is Zachary Levi. The Dance Party on Thursday was so amazing and it really felt like NerdHQ was still happening. It was an incredible night, I had a fucking blast, and I love every memory I have about it. Tonight, Zac one-upped it once again. The taping of SYFY Live from Comic-Con was amazing and great fun (even if my feet died like three times during it). After that, we headed over to the Hyatt for the auction. Honestly, it felt like coming home. It felt just like making my first steps into NerdHQ the year before. It felt so right. From the volunteers wearing the blue shirts, to Papa D hanging out in the background, to Dave Coleman being his awesome self, to Shekinah being the Queen Bee of Auction Items, to Zac. It was perfect. It really felt like NerdHQ. So much generosity was shown tonight. So much money came together for Op Smile. Nerding at its best.

Once again, Zac was just amazing. I lined up for a picture with him, because really, would I ever miss out on a picture with him? Hell no. Give me all the pictures. But, as usual, there's more to that picture than just a picture. In 2015, I discovered The Giving Keys through Zac. Naturally, I immediately bought one. A) because I love keys and necklaces and b) because I need reminders like crazy. That year, I got a key that said 'pray'. I had decided on that word because it was the one reminder that I needed the most at the time. I prayed from time to time, but I still always wanted go fight on my own. I was bad at asking God for help in difficult situations. Really bad. So I got this key, and everytime I ran into difficult situations, I felt that small weight around my neck and was reminded that all I had to do was pray. Every time my friends were having a hard time and I was frustrated that I couldn't do more to help them, I would look down at myself and see that word, and I would pray. I started subconsciously touching it or taking it in my hands in situations where I needed prayer or God's help. I started holding onto it while praying. The key did its job wonderfully and after a bit more than a year, I started feeling like I should give it to someone else. But I wanted it to be right. I wanted it to go to someone who would understand the meaning of it and appreciate it the way I did. Someone who would get it. I had a few moments where I thought yes maybe this person, but I was never convinced. I started wanting to get another key with a new reminder, but I was SO determined to give my first key away before I bought a new one. It didn't work out. At the beginning of May I finally caved and ordered my second key. It arrived on May 8th. On May 12th, FOUR DAYS LATER, NerdHQ put up the announcement video that the event would not be happening this year. I watched Zac struggle through that message, and then it clicked. It finally clicked. I knew with all my heart that Zac was the one person who would understand the meaning behind this key, the one person who could appreciate it the way I did, the one person who this key was meant for. The next day I sat down and wrote a letter and I wanted to send it to him immediately. Anxiety that the key would get lost in the whole madness that is overseas travel and post offices, stopped me. I decided that I would take it with me to San Diego and, should the opportunity arise, give him the key personally. If not, I printed the letter out and would just put it in the mail here.

I am so eternally glad that I made this decision to take it with me, because now it is in the hands —or better around the neck— of the person it rightfully belongs to. After we took the pictures (the silly one is perfect and I love you so much for it, Zac), I told him that I had something to give him, but it came with a backstory. He was okay with me telling it right now, so I did. I missed out on a lot of details that I mentioned now, because I was really nervous for some reason and I felt like all I did was stutter. But I got the gist across and handed him the key. And I really think that it will remind him whenever he needs it.

But it wasn't just the key thing that made this experience amazing. It was Zac's sweetness, his heart on his sleeve. Him demanding we need a silly picture, him calling me Spirit Animal, him reminding me that he sees me on twitter. Him just being his wonderful self.

Zac, brother, I love you so damn much. You are everything I ever hoped you would be and so much more. Thanks to you, I got to meet all these amazing people I can call my friends and family. Thanks to you, I got to talk to someone from Music Makes Life Better tonight and just have a great time. Thanks to you, I get to dance my ass off like I never would anywhere else. Thanks to you, I have a charity to give money to, a charity whose message and work I can believe in.

Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, a thousand times THANK YOU.

You are a rare gem in the crazy acting world. You make a difference. I thank God every day for your journey and your mission. You are a wonderful human being and I really hope you will never not see that you are loved. You are loved SO SO MUCH.

I love you, God bless you, and see you tomorrow at the Dance Party.

Thank you. For everything.

#blog post #import from old blog #zachary levi #nerdhq #sdcc #syfy live from comiccon #inspiration #that's my brother man

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bunnymcbunnister · 4 years

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SPN Season 15 Spoiler Sheet, update 11/4

There were a few nice tidbits from DCCon about the latest filmed episodes (9-10). These have been a busy few weeks for me, so if I have missed anything or messed it up, let me know! I had a detail from ep 10 listed as 9, which is fixed now. Remember- this is for fun and somethings will be wrong! Enjoy the episode this week after a week off.

DISCLAIMER: This is gathered info from various sources. This is not confirmed information. Stuff in this WILL be wrong. Don’t take this too seriously. This is for fun.

General Info (oldest to newest)

There is likely to be 20 episodes

They are filming the 4th episode 1st, which Jensen is directing

Returning this year are: Rowena, Ketch, Eileen, Amara, Adam, and Kevin

Jared and Jensen know the ending. Jensen struggled with it at first. Misha does not know the ending as of SDCC

Matt Cohen and Richard Speight Jr. will direct

Sam, Dean, and Cas will struggle with the concept of free will and if they ever really had it

The focus will be more on Hell than Heaven

There is hope to wrap up some Wayward Daughters storylines in the back half of the season

They are adding a whole extra day to filming to do the final scene (Implies logistics- lots of returning people?)

Brad Bucker used the word “romance” when asked about Sam and Dean’s arcs. Did not specify who.

Chuck will be more of an absent protagonist in the 1st half of the season (but he in in ep 4)

At the beginning of the season Dean and Cas will still have a rift. They will reconcile “at some point”. Jensen claims as of script 4 they still have friction. This has been repeated several times, from Misha as well. He indicated Dean is still mad at Cas, but Cas doesn’t feel to blame for Mary’s death.

In an interview, Kripe indicated that the series ending would have “peace” for Sam and Dean

Not much new at the TCA’s, but it was said it is “unlikely” Jeffery Dean Morgan will be back since his last appearance was such a good end note. There were some jokes about a Castiel spin off. Hell, I’d watch.

There will be a special tribute ep, not clear if its one of the 20 or additional

Misha will be in 15 out of 20 episodes this season

According to Dabb, Sam and Dean are going to start to lose people who, in past seasons, we would’ve never lost — and lose them in a very real way. Our guys are going to realize there’s a certain finality, and some of the things they’ve relied on to get through the day — people, talents, things like that — they are no longer going to be able to roll out. And that’s going to throw them for a loop (Unfortunately, my guess in Rowena)

Also according to Dabb, Jack is still in the empty and “he’s not coming back in the near future”

Cas’ deal with the Empty may come up later in the season.

Kevin will return.

Season 15 promo: https://youtu.be/V232RpcCdTY

Christan Kane (Leverage/Angel) will star as “Leo” an “old friend” of Deans.

Dabb intimated that Chuck was inherently responsible for killing Mary when asked how the boys would respond to Jack.

Adam Rose, who played Aaron Bass from the golem episode vauge-tweeted about working a show with two badass leads. Could be Supernatural, but I think the timing is off- he indicated he was filming late Friday night.

General season 15 promo- more of a retrospective: https://youtu.be/_hlkNQL5Ecg

Dabb compared Chuck and John Winchester, claiming that Dean would have to break free of “conditioning.” Also, for Jack “there have been cosmic forces fighting for his attention since he was in the womb — and that will continue. As much as this season is about Sam and Dean finding agency, it’s also about Castiel finding agency, and it’s about Jack finding agency. As always, death is never the end. It’s just part of the journey and that’s certainly true with Jack.”

Per Variety: At the outset of the season, the “Supernatural” foursome of Dean, Sam, Castiel and Jack are split up, but Dabb notes they won’t be for long because “ultimately this is a found family, and they have deep emotional bonds” that make up the most important part of the show.

Sam’s wound from the equalizer gives his powers/an advantage of some kind (per TVGuide)

Jack will be a critical part of the ending of the show

The cage/Adam is looking like it will be coming up for midseason

Shaving People, Punting Things: https://youtu.be/azTwku2uosA

The shaving promo, punting things promo shows glimpses or Lucifer!Sam and MOC!Dean, as well as bearded Dean in tactical equipment. Recent interviews by Dabb seem to indicate that these are glimpses into other universes, a la Apocalypse World, and other endings from Sam and Dean.

According to the MarySue and other interviews, Sam’s bullet hole will give him a connection and insight to god- like a tin can telephone string.

In the cage, Micheal and Adam have formed a working relationship (MarySue)

Dean and Amara’s connection will be explored

There will be a bunker themed episode (MarySue)

According to Misha (Cinablend) Dean and Cas will have discord up to ep 8- which is the mid-season finale.

At a convention, Jake Abel was asked to share two lies about Adam’s return and a truth. The said 1. Adam is not upset about hell 2. Adam kills someone 3. Adam bring someone back. I am assuming its the bring someone back (Micheal?)

Episode 15x04 (filmed out of order)

Title: Atomic Monsters

OFFICIAL SYNOPSIS: JENSEN ACKLES DIRECTS – Sam (Jared Padalecki) and Dean (Jensen Ackles) investigate the mysterious death of a girl and the disappearance of another. Jensen Ackles directed the episode written by Davy Perez (#1501). Original Airdate 11/7/2019.

Written by: Davy Perez

Director: Jensen Ackles

Filming Dates: 7/18-7/29

Airdate: 11/7

Photos: http://www.ksitetv.com/supernatural/supernatural-spoilers-atomic-monsters-description-photos/197700/

Promo: https://youtu.be/YjEHDwocD9M

Sneak Peak:

Castiel? Probably not Jack? Probably not

Guest stars: Rob Benedict

Other Spoilers/info:

Jensen mentioned a guest star “fan favorite” that hasn’t been seen since season 7 that is no longer in the business. Guesses include Becky, who hasn’t acted in a while but isn't exactly a fan favorite, Meg, who hasn't acted but she was in season 8, and Balthazar or Frank or Jo or Rufus, but all act frequently. Jensen doesn't always have the most accurate season memory, so he could be off on the season. Since this seems like a Chuck episode, my guess is Becky but I hope for Meg. SOURCE UNCONFIRMED- I haven’t seen this in a reliable source, so take it with a grain of salt. UPDATE- it sounds like Becky’s voice in the Shaving People, Punting things trailer. UPDATE- Jensen talked about a returning character in an interview with Variety in a completely contradictory way to this- a favorite male character of his that is busy working. Another guest? Or was he wrong the first time?

There was a beaver mascot on set… it looks like they are filming at a school called Beaverdale

Jensen and Jared filed outside in fed suits

Chuck will be in this one. Jensen directed him first alone with his beard unshaved (so maybe a solo Chuck scene or him interacting with others/not the boys). There are also theories of a time jump in this ep.

This will be a one off, classic monster hunting episode with some ties to ongoing storylines. Sam and Dean will leave the bunker to keep their skills sharp

Jensen directed

Misha will not be in this ep

SD Comic Con was during filming

Dean will be in the bunker in tactical equipment with a BEARD- fighting someone

Episode 15x05

Title: Proverbs 17:3

OFFICIAL SYNOPSIS: RICHARD SPEIGHT, JR. DIRECTS – Sam (Jared Padalecki) and Dean’s (Jensen Ackles) routine case turns out to be anything but. Richard Speight, Jr. directed the episode written by Steve Yockey (#1505). Original Airdate 11/14/2019.

Written by: Yockey

Director: Speight

Filming Dates: 9/4-9/13

Airdate: 11/14

Photos:

Promo:

Sneak Peak:

Castiel? No Jack? doubtful

Guest stars:

Other Spoilers/info::

This will most likely be Yockey’s last episode.

Matt Cohen was around, but I imagine he is following directors to prep for his own debut directing.

Scenes were filmed in the bunker and in a wooded area. A woman could be heard screaming in the outside scene.

The bible verse referenced is: “The fining pot is for silver, and the furnace for gold: But the LORD trieth the hearts.”

Episode 15x06

Title: Golden Time

OFFICIAL SYNOPSIS: OUT OF DIFFICULTIES GROW MIRACLES – Sam (Jared Padalecki) and Dean (Jensen Ackles) are visited by an old friend. Castiel (Misha Collins) investigates the disappearance of a local teen. John Showalter directed the episode written by Meredith Glynn (#1506). Original Airdate 11/21/2019.

Written by: Meredith Glynn

Director: Steve Boyum

Filming Dates: 9/16-9/25

Airdate: 11/21

Photos:

Promo:

Sneak Peak:

Castiel? Yes Jack? Not sure

Guest stars:

Other Spoilers/info:

Misha tweeted from set in costume, so Cas.

Misha also tweeted a pic in blood spatter with two bullet holes in his shirt

At least Jensen and Jared filmed in Rowena’s apartment

This will be a witch episode- Witches will invade Rowena’s apartment looking for books. They are very powerful. Dean gets thrown into a wall and Sam uses magic to stop them (from TVGuide)

Episode 15x07

Title: Last Call

OFFICIAL SYNOPSIS:

Written by: Jeremy Adams

Director: Amyn Kaderali

Filming Dates: 9/26- 10/7

Airdate: Dec 7th is what Christian Kane tweeted…. But that is a Saturday. Dec 5th maybe?

Photos:

Promo:

Sneak Peak:

Castiel ? Yes Jack ?

Guest stars:

Other Spoilers/info :

Misha posted from set in new shoes- very shiny with well tailored pants. (The next day he posted in full Cas costume, so are the shoes a one off? Another outfit with new shoes?)

Misha and Jensen made a video from set. I feel like if Jared was around he would have been in it since it was about money raised? Maybe a Dean Cas scene?

There will be a battle scene in this that Jensen mentioned he was looking forward to and we would enjoy.

After NJ Con, it appeared that Jensen returned to work, Jared and Misha stayed an extra day and then Misha went home.

Jensen and Christian filmed at a bar called Swazey’s. This was the fight scene Jensen was referring to.

At some point, Sam might be shirtless or we can see part of his chest- Jared had his anti-possession tattoo at the weekend convention.

Per TVGuide, Leo and Dean will have a wild night out in an effort for Dean to recapture his mojo. Dean will become the lead of a band called Dean and the Impalas, which is made up of Supernatural crew.

Osric Chau popped over to set, but he is filming on Legends of Tomorrow in the same studio. Sebastin Roche also indicated he would come by, he is filming on Batgirl. Unfortunately, neither Kevin or Balthazar will appear in this one.

Episode 15x08

Title: Our Father Who Aren’t in Heaven

OFFICIAL SYNOPSIS:

Written by: Buckleming

Director: Speight

Filming Dates: 10/8- 10/18 (no filming 10/14 for Canadian Thanksgiving)

Airdate:

Photos:

Promo:

Sneak Peak:

Castiel ? yes Jack ?

Guest stars: Jake Abel, Shoshannah Stern

Other Spoilers/info:

Jake Abel posted a script with the caption “hell hath no fury like a brother scorned”

Shoshannah Stern was spotted on set- Eileen!

This will be the midseason finale

At BurCon, Misha mentioned Dean is still acting like “a dick” in the ep they were filming- which is this one.

Episode 15x09

Title:

OFFICIAL SYNOPSIS:

Written by: Berens

Director: Singer

Filming Dates: 10/21-10/30

Airdate:

Photos:

Promo:

Sneak Peak:

Castiel ? I can’t tell but maybe not Jack ? maybe

Guest stars: Rob Benedict, Kim Rhodes, Jim Beaver

Other Spoilers/info (newest to oldest):

Midseason premier episode

Misha was at home for the first week of filming

Alex and Rob were hanging out- Chuck and JACK?

Kim Rhodes posted in front of the SPN set and with her trailer- Jody looks very likely. She also had dyed hair and she has been rockin the grey for the past few Jody eps. Maybe a flashback/AU?

Jim Beaver posted from set- Bobby!

Jensen shared that in this episode, Dean will pray to Cas to “confess” why he has been treating Cas the way he has.

Episode 15x10

Title:

OFFICIAL SYNOPSIS:

Written by: Dabb

Director: Showalter

Filming Dates:

Airdate: 10/31- 11/11

Photos:

Promo:

Sneak Peak:

Castiel ? Jack ?

Guest stars:

Other Spoilers/info (newest to oldest):

Misha texted some local fans from set in costume about an WA election, but after the convention was in NYC for a couple of days.

The story will be about Sam and Dean as heroes from the good and bad side (from MarySue)

At DCCon, Jensen shared that this a bit of a wacky episode- Sam and Dean lose their abilities to fight, Dean gets cavities and Sam gets a cold.

#supernatural #spn spoilers #spn season 15 #spoiler sheet

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theycallmebecca · 5 years

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Angst, lots and lots of angst. It’s up to you if you want to give it a happy ending or not. I’m thinking something happens to the reader and Chris, worries. Or you could do something about comic con, because it is my goal to get to one someday, regardless of who is there. :)

So this is the very last drabble for the Becca’s on Vacation: Prompt Me! collection (it only took me two extra weeks to finish…) Anyway! You asked for angst… and angst you shall receive. Thanks to @heather-lynn for her encouragement on this one.

Title: What He Lost

Pairing: Chris Evans x reader

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: angst

Disclaimer: This work of fiction is not to be reposted, used or translated without my permission.

Chris had called and you had come to his house.

Like always.

Except this time, you hadn’t come for a booty call.

“I can’t do this anymore,” you told him as the two of you stood in his entry hall. You kept your eyes on your hands, knowing that if you looked up at him, you would lose all your courage.

“Can’t do what?” he asked, reaching a hand out to lift your chin, but you batted it out of the way. “What’s going on? I thought we had a good thing.”

“We did until I fell in love with you,” you told him, finally finding the strength to look him in the eye. You saw him flinch at your words and knew you’d been right in your suspicions. While you’d been falling in love with him, Chris had just been fucking you. “I don’t expect anything from you, Chris, I knew the score when we started.” Reaching into your pocket, you took out the key he’d given you and held it out to him.

Silently, he took the key from you and then watched you leave his house for the last time.

—

It took Chris a few weeks to realize what he’d lost when you’d walked out his door.

At first, he just went about his life, without you. It wasn’t like you were the only woman he knew. But then little things started to change. Food lost its taste. His usual one or two beers became four or five. And worst of all, none of the other women he called turned him on like you did.

Then one night, while he was sitting at home in his darkened living room, he came across a movie you loved on TV. He found himself unable to change the channel. For the first time in weeks, he found himself able to smile and even chuckle.

He woke up the next morning with a hangover and the realization that he missed you. He tried to ignore the feeling, figuring that it was just a result of the movie he’d watched the night before. But as the days went on, you were constantly on his mind.

In a moment of weakness, he gave into temptation and called you. But the call went straight to voicemail and he hung up without leaving a message.

—

Life post Chris wasn’t easy, but you felt proud of yourself for taking control of your life. And you kept with that theme, trying new hobbies and throwing yourself into new activities with friends. It didn’t keep the blues away, especially at night, but it made it easier to sleep.

For the first week or so, you kept Chris’s phone number in your phone just in case he reached out. But your friends encouraged you to both block and delete his number from your phone to cut him completely out of your life.

Ultimately, you decided not to delete his phone number from your phone, but you did block it. And before you deleted the text messages the two of you had exchanged, you took some time to read through them. It was both painful and healing to read them. It made you miss him like crazy, but it was only further confirmation that you needed to let him go completely.

—

Chris was driving himself crazy trying to get a hold of you. He’d tried to call multiple times, but his calls always went to voicemail and you wouldn’t respond to his texts.

His brain told him to just let it go and move on, just like you had. But his heart was breaking because he’s realized way too late that he was in love with you, too. The realization only made him more depressed and he wallowed in self pity.

It was his brother, Scott, that finally helped him snap out of it. He forced Chris to take a shower and then helped him pick up the house. It was only then, over bottles of water, that Chris opened up about what was going on.

After hearing him out, Scott told him to seek you out. Pointing out that the worst you could do was tell him you never wanted to see him again.

So the next day, Chris went to your house and waited for you get home from work. But the usual time you got home came and went without you arriving, leaving him sitting there as it got dark.

—

You noticed the person on your front steps the second you pulled into your driveway and you felt your stomach jump to your throat. Unsure of what to do, you turned on your porch light from your phone, hoping the sudden brightness would startle the person and make them leave.

The light did startle the person from a light sleep, you realized, but it also revealed that your mystery guest was Chris. You weren’t sure if that fact worried you more or if it made the situation less scary.

Minutes ticked by as you sat in your car and he sat on your porch. He’d taken the first step and your gut told you that he wouldn’t do anything else until you either met him halfway or asked him to leave. Sucking in a deep breath, you grabbed your purse and your leftovers from dinner then got out of the car.

“Hi,” you said, timidly as you approached him. “What are you doing here?”

“Taking a chance I know I don’t deserve,” he replied, his tone honest and pure. “You were the best thing in my life and I didn’t realize it until you were already gone.”

“Chris, please -”

“Just hear me out before you say anything, ok?” he pleaded.

You sighed, but nodded your head.

—

He’d known this wouldn’t be easy, but he hadn’t realized just how hard it would be. He spent the last three hours practicing what he was going to say over and over, but the words failed him now, when it really counted.

Taking a deep breath, he let the words come from his heart.

“My parents divorce rocked me to my very core,” he confessed. “I was just out of high school, had just moved out to LA, and the world was my playground. Then I got the news from home and then the show was cancelled and it felt like the rug had been pulled out from under me. And I was mad at everyone for every reason you can imagine.”

He paused, watching you as you sat down on the bottom step of your porch stairs. It was positive progress.

“I ended up working a lot of my anger issues out in therapy,” he continued his story. “But not even therapy could heal my belief in a forever love. And in LA, no one believes in forever. Or if they do, forever isn’t a very long time. So it was easy to go from fling to fling. That got old after awhile and then I ended up with a girlfriend or two, but I never really loved any of them. I enjoyed being with them, but I never saw myself settling down long term.

“Then I came back home and I met you,” he said. “You didn’t like me at first and looking back, I can’t say I blame you. I won you over, though, and we became friends. Then a couple years ago, lines got tangled and we became friends with benefits. I knew from the very beginning that things were different between you and I than anything else I had ever experienced, but I convinced myself that it was because we were friends first and it wasn’t just about sex between us.”

He paused to gauge your reaction. His gut told him that what he said next would make or break the whole situation.

“I’ve spent the last four weeks trying to get used to not having you in my life and it has been the worst 32 days and 20 hours of my life,” he confessed. “I don’t blame you for walking away, I was an asshole. I was worse than an asshole, actually. I was the scum -”

“Chris, I get it,” you interrupted. “You were an asshole.”

He nodded his head and continued, “I didn’t realize how entwined our lives had become until you were suddenly gone. My energy and my passion for life came from experiencing things with you and that got lost when you left. I tried to figure it out on my own, but I ultimately realized that I don’t want to do things without you.”

—

You sucked in a breath as his words echoed through the yard. You were almost certain that he’d say those three big words next.

“I want you in my life,” he said, his voice cracking with emotion. “I want to be with you, but my heart still isn’t healed enough to tell you those words.”

His last confession surprised you and you found yourself moving up to the step that he was sitting on. You took one of his hands and held it in between your own as he continued talking.

“I care more about you than I have anyone else in my entire life,” he said with a sniffle as tears dripped from his eyes. “The thought of giving someone my heart has scared me since I was 18, but living without you scares me more. Will you give me a chance to prove that I am worthy of your love?”

It was a hard question to answer. Your brain screamed no, throwing all the efforts you’d taken to get over him in your face. But your heart said yes. Common sense told you it was a gamble, but you knew Chris and you trusted him. He wouldn’t be here now if he didn’t believe what he was telling you.

“Yes, I will,” you finally answered him.

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waitingfortheendtocome · 4 years

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Notes on my re-watch of CM Season 7 Episode 23 Hit

So because I was re-watching episodes of Criminal Minds I saw a post @emilyprentissisababe made on a few things she spotted that I never noticed and it hit me that there was quite a bit that I missed and most of that was due to the fact that I only saw both episodes once since I knew those where the ones that Emily ultimately leaves the team so I never re-watched them because of how heartbreaking it is to see her leave (Top favorite member and to this day crushing on her lol Who isn’t).

Now my thoughts on that episode and mind you I watched two times in a row back to back after I finished the first watch I played it back and watched it again completely a second time. Even after seeing them my thoughts on them are literally everywhere I was going to do a post on both Hit and Run (watched them both twice) but it would be too long so I will do them separately I just finished somewhat organizing the notes for Hit so I will post that one first. Hopefully they make sense since again my thoughts where back and forth and all over the place I couldn’t help it there is a lot going on in those episodes especially the episode Hit with the bank robbery and a few things I noticed that I didn’t before.

My notes were written as I watched the episodes so they’ll be in order based on scenes of the show unless I make references to other episodes and comparisons to other parings that they remind me off. Heads up I wrote these notes as I was watching them and paused to quick rant so there might be a lot of errors grammatically so I apologize in advanced lol.

Here are my notes on Hit is long but I got into mini rants that will continue on Run: (Had to do a read-more link because I didn’t realize how long it was).

Okay! So, I re-watched the episodes Hit and Run from Criminal Minds to get some notes and actually see some of the subtle things I might of missed and boy did I miss quite a lot. The episode Hit I had to watch two times in a row because there was quite a lot going on all at once and I felt like they where some things I missed.

Since I have no idea how to even remotely start I'm going to start in order but probably will go back and comment on several particular characters and go from there.

First thing is first I adore JJ's son he is so adorable and lovable and the way he jumps his mom to wake her up is cute af granted I think it was Will who put him there as a way to wake her up.

Speaking of Will and I had to re-watch this SEVERAL TIMES to see if it's just me but I kept seeing it so I'm putting it on here maybe I'm too romantic but if I see JJ asleep and I need to go to work and so does she I would think of more creative romantic ways to wake her up tugging her on her feet with little to no expression is......well..........lets just say had me frowning. Now on THAT note when he kisses her it didn't scream love at least on his end maybe is the expressions he makes but I did not see it where as on JJ's end at least I can see she at least cares about him and loves him (NOTE: Love's him and being IN LOVE with him are two different things. Carol loved Harge loved him enough to bare his child but she was not and never was IN LOVE with him and yes I will be making Carol references occasionally).

Speaking of Will, Why does he look bored, tired, and he lacks emotions when he does or says anything; it's a never ending monotone expression with him at least when he is with JJ I seen him on other seen that he does express himself and usually when he is working or being a cop or during action scenes so I do not know what is it about him being around JJ or in general being a normal situation that he gives off that 'I don't give af vibe) When he is with Henry I see him expressing himself a bit as well.

Hotch and his girlfriend Beth are actually cute together you can see how happy he is with her and happy she makes him. She is also really good with Jack which is an added bonus, Jack deserves someone a female in his life that can be maternal and care for him the way his own mother would have by all means is no replacement for his birth-mother but all the love Beth is showering him with every time she is with him is something he will appreciate especially with how young he is.

Penelope and Spencer having a day out is gold and we should have had more of this having them nerd out more often but Kevin HAD TO RUIN IT.

Kevin OMFG KEVIN. He is and will always be a class A asshole I never liked him from day one he was just there I felt Garcia could do better but this...THISSSSSS.....I am MAD He ruined Garcia's day by bringing his new girlfriend knowing comic cons is something Garcia and him did. With that said if they broke up badly mind you given wanted to push marriage on Garcia when One they have not been dating that long Two she wanted to take her time Three you were rushing it and pushing it (This mirrors Will and JJ I will get back on that later).

If you where his new girlfriend picture yourself in that scenario You're dating him have been dating him not long at all (You and him started dating not even that long after things ended with Garcia but lets ignore that part). He invites you to a date and he takes you to the same comic con or take you out to the same places he took your ex-girlfriend Garcia too. would you as a girl appreciate having your new bf Kevin take you out to the same places do the sames things he did with his ex-girlfriend. Maybe I'm overthinking it but if I were her I would be increasingly uncomfortable with it (not that I would even look his way let along say yes to him to begin with Now if Emily asked me I'll say yes...Sorry offtrack where was I ranting.)

Reid's reaction to Garcia's "Yeah, I brought someone who I possibly couldn't be sexually attracted too" is comical and very Reid like also very true.

Also what Garcia said is true, she brought a friend over to the comic-con where as Kevin brought in not only a new girlfriend but someone he is possibly already sleeping with. She had every right to be angry bringing a new lover/gf to something you did with your ex HELLOOOOOOOO.

Now this next part HOW IN THE FLYING ELEPHANTS DID I NOT NOTICE THIS UNTIL I RE-WATCHED THIS FOR THE SECOND TIME IN A ROW. Rossi bumping into Reid and Garcia I always though of it as funny and just there because he happen to be waiting for his car but I DID NOT NOTICE THIS.

There is a hotel next to the convention Garcia and Reid where going too Rossi obviously was coming out of the hotel hint why he was waiting for the ballet to fetch him his car and he pointed out on wanting to take a nap but although a funny comment to him not wanting to be seen on his day off with his team (said it affectionately and playful) Garcia looks to her right and sees Sector Chief Strauss walk out of the same hotel Rossi was in a moment later looking like she was fixing her hair she was looking slightly dishevel looking around making sure no one saw her or recognize her call me crazy but WTF okay there have been hints that those too rolled the hay and did the tango but did he just got out of a night off dirty playtime. I mean Reid and Garcia thought so given their shocked expressions. If true those two where up all night *insert lions sleeps tonight theme from ace ventura)

Emily and Morgan's friendship is gold she confided in him and took him to help her pick out a house wanting his input although she looks completely unsure, she doesn't look happy or like she is ready to settle down. She was sure and positive about it at first, ready to set roots she felt at home and was happy but now that it's hers she is taking a step back and is not sure. My take as been mentioned this has to be more than just Ian Doyle and her near death experience that she isn't and cannot tell the team let along Morgan. He is an amazing friend they are things that even she can't tell him. She is use to compartmentalizing as well as keeping everything bottled up and not telling anyone what's troubling her. She hadn't been sure of buying it since she started looking for it on the episode Divided Rod.

I been watching several clips from all over the seasons between two and seven. From what I saw Emily is is at a point (and Doyle made her feel like this, so yes Ian has play in this a heavy play but her leave is so much more than just Doyle).... she is at a breaking point, she feels empty and from what I saw watching the show is wholly obvious from here to the moon that Emily has has a crush on JJ that friendship they felt evolved into a crush and eventually love (And I am not going to tackle all the evidence that points in these women falling for each other because I'll be here for hours on end maybe on another post) JJ means Will on the episode Jones season 2 episode eighteen by then Emily was already crushing on her and JJ on Emily but unlike Emily who was aware of her crush (granted small a the time) JJ might have not been aware of it at first hint why she felt and got in a relationship with Will also JJ might not have wanted to crush their friendship and not aware Emily felt the same.

Neither women voiced it neither where aware Emily might of seen the signs but Emily is respectful she woul never make the first more especially when their friendship is on the line she would wait for JJ to make the first more to see what she sees to feel the same when Emily saw JJ going after Will Emily would assume JJ didn't feel the same way or at least feels the same way but would never go through with it by then Emily would decide to hide her crush or at least try but she would decide the moment (and this is by the fact that the team along with her knew about JJ and Will before they even came out as official for the team) she resigned the fact that she lost her so instead in the episode In Heat she helps JJ admit her feelings for Will and Help JJ realize her feelings for him which is why Emily says "You make a cute couple" JJ runs after him and Emily goes from surprised to this :\ with her head tilt that split moment she realized she officially lost her chances yet is happy for her friend thus why she says though she was never going to admit it.

With that mini rant said and out of the way. in Hit (and I’ll get to her thoughts or what I interpreted them by on Run most of this she doesn’t realize until the episode Run she doesn’t know why by the episode Hit hint why she asks Morgan ‘Am I crazy to turn this opportunity away’) at Emily's moment of emptiness during her time away yes she played scrabbles with JJ but from her end by then Emily deep down had feels for she'll probably try to work over it "is too late" when she came back she thought she got over them but over the course of the season they resurface and Emily by then do to the problem with Doyle she can't handle what happened to her and by then she can't handle what hr own feelings for JJ. She begins to realize this when she starts buying the house but it's not until JJ says yes to Will about marriage that she makes her decision to not go through with the house.

When she is with Morgan she is making excuses to not buy the house and at the time she doesn't know why she doesn't have her heart for it and why she doesn't feel for it in terms on getting the house at least not until after the case is over that she realizes exactly why (I'm hopping around I'm sorry it'll make somewhat sense hopefully it does my thoughts are jumbled).

The next scene with Will and his partner get a call about the bank heist and my thoughts if they are bank robbers two exists they might come out though the side door. Bank heist + dangerous bank robbers + never getting caught = three people with guns coming out of a door you're parked near than is obvious (or just me) that you shouldn't get out of the car THAN MAKE PLANS do that inside the car and proceed with caution she never did she got out and stood in the middle of the sidewalk giving orders looking away from the three people who shot her when she was least expecting it. I don't know just me but she wasn't smart on that aspect. She should have gotten out crouched down just in case they began shooting at random.

I never fully trusted Clyde Easter Just me? there's just something about him the way he acted on the Doyle arc and how he just pops up with ideas out of the blue to Emily that seem random at least to me.

Clyde randomly offering Emily to run Interpol at the most inconvenient of times out of the blue and he seems to do it often judging by Emily offhanded comment. I should probably re-watch Ian Doyle's arc but until then I don't trust him never did.

The look on JJ when she heard Emily's "Work for Interpol again" her heart dropped you can see the moment it does she looks terrified of loosing Emily (she never had the courage to face her feelings for Emily and at this point despite never admitting them never going through with her feelings and facing them she never had her romantically but wanted her close by "at least she is near" having her leave will be facing what could have had). JJ when Clyde asks Emily not work Run Interpol and Emily looks physically surprise JJ's heart drops further and looks more terrified and unlike JJ, Reid isn't jumping the gun just yet instead he looks curious. When Emily hangs up JJ quickly starts to plea at Emily to tell her about something Emily brushes off quickly letting her know is nothing. The moment you see JJ's fear increasing is when Emily says "That's a hell of a time to bring that up" and when she says something along the lines of "You help me with this we'll talk after" You can see JJ's world crumbling she is struggling with what she is hearing and somewhat afraid if not very.

Okay now Will gets shot as soon as he enters the bank and it hit me when I saw this that if Paget had staid Will would have never lived. He wasn't suppose to have survived the episode Run they where going to kill him off completely. On that note you can tell they where building up for it thought both episodes all they had to do is write in that Emily never got to him in time and the bomb went off with him in it instead we got Emily finding him and saving him.

I always felt Will to be a bit of a controlling boyfriend despite him being understanding it does not change the fact that he forced JJ to be open about it to the team when she wasn't ready and in the end what he said it came off as guilt tripping her and if it wasn't for the fact that Emily WAS THE ONE that helped JJ work through her feelings and help JJ see she loved him (despite her own feelings for JJ) JJ would never have taken him back and possibly would have let him go, The entire episode of In Heat Emily in her own was helping JJ finally comes to terms with her feelings for Will. Besides trying to force JJ into telling the team about them he also practically forced her to tell them about the pregnancy when again she was not ready too and at the worse time as well. He also tried a few times to ask her to marry him and he refused not ready. The only time she said yes was after he almost died. He almost died father of her son she almost died as well high of adrenaline and near death experience she quickly told him ask me and he did she said yes there's a reason you shouldn't make big decisions when you nearly died.

HOLY HELL CLYDE'S ACCENT I don't trust you at all but your accent I mean is the only good thing you had so far don't get use to it I love Emily more (Cate's is better just saying random sorry XD)

I noticed while everyone was on the federal computerized bus Emily was sitting on the table (can't sit straight to save her life) she was biting her nails in nervousness while she saw JJ in distress than when JJ stopped she stopped biting her nails and when JJ got worked up again she went right back in biting her nails half way though this she tried to comfort her and to help her be more positive but it wasn't working and thus way Emily went back to biting her nails a show of nervousness and distress.

When Morgan, Hotch, JJ, and Emily ran to go inside the bank to try and bring back Will only to have the building blow up (Reid wasn't able to warn them on time) that entire scene was heart wrenching and had me nearly shout NOOOO at the computer scene even though I know they are okay but it's still hard to watch especially since I paused it right there and couldn't see Emily is like she pulled a Houdini (that how you spell that magicians name?) I saw JJ and Morgan couldn't see her.

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ramblesanddragons · 4 years

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Of Monsters and Memories

An idea based on this comic by @artsymeeshee that I just ran with.

It has been years since I’ve written anything. I’m so rusty but I’m trying to get back into it. I have no editor and I am terrible at grammar so please let me know what I missed. I’m writing more fan fiction to get back into figuring out how to write.

EDIT: Now with Ao3 link!

Warnings: Swearing, alcohol, angst. (Also please let me know if I missed one.)

Ford had told Stan about some of the dangers they would run into in the arctic. Krakens, selkies, freezing cold. Some sort of thing that was the unholy offspring of nightmares and a squid wasn’t one of those things. The problem was the thing seemed to made out of smoke and they were having the damnest time pinning it down but it had to have some sort of physical form. It sure as hell was holding on to Stan tight enough.

Stan was wrapped around the mast of the boat as the arctic wind howled or maybe it was the creature, he had no idea.

“Hey anytime with that fancy space gun Sixer!”

“Aiming is proving to be difficult give me a moment!” Ford yelled back.

Stan did his best to wiggle out of the tentacles that had him but stopped the struggle when he noticed that Ford had all but been swallowed by a plume of smoke. Only his head was visible in the cloud of darkness. Ford’s eyes were tense with pain and tears were streaming down his cheek.

“Ford, snap out of it. Whatever you see ain’t real!”

Ford had been looking forward to taking notes of the creature made of smoke that floated above the ice. He had never even seen something like this before. It had to be some sort of life form as it weaved around the boat almost playfully. Things had taken a sharp turn for the worst when Stan tried to take a picture of it for the kids. It screeched and started to climb up the side of the boat with long tendrils extending. Stan grimaced and slide on his old pair of brass knuckles.

“Want to bet I can punch smoke?” Stan yelled leaping at it with full force.

In a flurry of shouts, punches, and missed shots Ford found himself trying to save his knuckleheaded brother who was wrapped around the mast. Aiming was proving to be a problem as the smoke wouldn’t stay together into a shape. It had spread itself thin onto the deck of the boat only forming parts of itself it to tentacles to hold Stan.

Ford could feel panic rising into him. He cursed himself for thinking that it had been playful earlier when it had clearly been looking for the best time to strike. He had let his enthusiasm get to him again and now Stan was in danger again.

Chastise yourself later Stan needs help! Ford tried to find a target but froze as the hairs on the back of his neck rose.

A dark malevolence engulfed him in a plume of smoke. The chill it brought to Ford’s body made the cold of the arctic seem like a walk in the park. He physically shook himself to clear it away and focused again on his brother but Stan was gone. He was alone in some sort of inky void. He looked around and realized with horror his clothes had changed. He was wearing Stan’s old suit. In his hand’s was the wretched memory gun.

Seeing it again made Ford’s stomach clinch tight. The urge to drop it to the ground and smash it was strong but he had to...to do something with it. He looked up again to see he was no longer alone in the void, Stan had appeared, on his knees and unconscious. Just like the last time. Tears started to burn at the corners of Ford’s eyes as his arm moved on some sort of autopilot pointing the gun at Stan’s head.

“Please...I can’t...not again...” Ford’s body shook as whispered to the void. His vision blurred with tears as the world started to become dark.

“Hey Poindexter! Did you know the world was flat?”

“What?”

“Yeah, I’m one of those flat earth people.” It was Stan’s voice coming from somewhere. Not the body before Ford kneeling and awaiting its fate at his hands, but outside of the void.

“Stan...the world isn’t flat?”

I’ve gone mad, Ford thought completely lost.

“Oh yeah it is. I kept meaning to ask when we were going to hit the edge. Also, you know we didn’t go to the moon in ‘69 right?”

“S-Stan we watched it on the damn TV together!” Ford’s voice echoed and for a moment the sounds of the sea seemed to reach his ears.

“I mean yeah we did but it was faked. Although that was a good day, right? Ma let us stay home to watch it. Remember?” Almost at Stan’s beckoning the void changed around him and the image of two small boys watching a small TV formed in front of Ford. It wasn’t as clear as the one of Stan awaiting his doom and it disappeared as fast as it had appeared. It was one of Ford’s favorite memories besides the two of them finding the original Stan of War.

“Yeah I do.” Ford whispered softly. He could now feel ocean spray on his face. The cold in his soul was being melted by the warmth in his chest growing. The creature shrieked and withdrew from around Ford. He was now fully back to the deck of the ship and before him was Stan still tied to the mast by smoky tendrils.

“Oh yeah and uh did you know that the government is putting chemicals in the water to brain wash us? Or that the government is actually a bunch of lizard people actually hold on you might believe that one let’s see...”

“Stan.” Ford wanted to both hug and smack his brother at the same time.

“What? Oh hey welcome back now can you shoot this fuckin’ thing?”

“Gladly.” Ford growled.

The thing had gathered back into a smoke ball but it seemed to Ford less intimidating now, slightly smaller, weaker. There was no way to really tell where the thing’s body was so Ford just started to fire on the thickest gathering of grey and black he could see. There was going to be a few holes in the deck of the ship but it was worth it to hear the thing let out one last scream before collapsing into a pile of goo. Stan was freed from the mast as the smoky tendrils disintegrated. Ford ran into the hull of the ship and returned with gloves, a scraper and a container.

Dinner was sandwiches that night as Stan was too tried to cook. He eyed Ford as he ate and let out a heavy sigh as he realized he had only taken a bite of his dinner. Ford’s forehead was knit together like it did when he was thinking too hard.

“Wanna talk about it?” Stan’s voice seemed to shake Ford out of his thoughts.

“Well we do need to talk if you believe the world is flat. I have failed as a scientist if my own brother believes that.” Ford let out a weak chuckle.

“Nah I’m not the brightest but I’m not that dumb. Look, I was just thinking of the craziest things I could to snap you out of whatever trance that the smoke thing had you under. Nothing pisses you off more than bad science.”

“Stan, I want to apologize. I feel like I wasn’t paying close enough attention and let my curiosity get in the way of your safety. I will aim to do better.”

“Sixer it’s okay you...”

“No, it’s not okay!” Ford cut Stan off. “My mistakes keep getting you hurt.”

“Look I was getting myself hurt plenty before coming out here with you.” Stan had recently gotten a lovely memory of spraining his ankle while running from some dogs when he was about 25 back a couple of weeks ago which could be good proof of that but he knew that wouldn’t exactly make his brother feel better. Ford pushed his plate away and leaned his head into his hands.

“What exactly did that thing do to ya?”

“My running theory is that whatever it was prays on a victim's memories. Their worst moments causing them to freeze up. I was about to...I was about to erase you again.” The tears were coming back into Ford’s eyes. Stan slid him over a napkin.

“That’s you’re worst moment?”

“O-of course. I’ve faced plenty of horrible things but that was my mistakes coming back to bite me in the ass. I’m fine with that. But when my arrogance and stupidity hurts other people, people I care about...first there was Fidds and then you were the one who could have lost everything for my carelessness and...”

Stan slammed his fist onto the table and that startled Ford enough to break him out of his rant. “I pushed you into that hell portal I...”

“A hell portal I built!” Ford interjected loudly.

“You were conned. Manipulated. Ford you’re stubborn and yeah maybe a little arrogant but so am I.” Stan got out of his chair and kneeled by his brother.

“If there was an award for who could hold on to guilt the longest, I could probably win the gold medal. So, listen to me here. Please don’t let this mind erasing thing eat you alive. I know I’m the poster child for healthy coping but please don’t be so hard on yourself. I have enough self-loathing for both of us.”

“Stanley.”

“Look being out here with you watching you get all excited and doing nerd stuff has been the happiest I’ve been in years. I don’t need you to be worrying about what might happen so much that you stop enjoying it ‘cus then I’ll stop enjoying it and so what the hell else do we do huh? Soos is in charge of the Shack and I wouldn’t really want to go back. So, what, do we spend our next few years playing bingo in an old folks' home?”

“Hell no.” Ford responded somewhere between a sob and a laugh.

“Right. So, relax. There is no where I’d rather be.” Stan grinned when a small smile placed itself on Ford’s face.

“What are the qualities of a Pines man? Braveness, boldness, curiosity, creativity, stubbornness, and deep self-loathing.” Ford said counting on his fingers.

“Let’s hope Dipper skips out on that one.” Stan got back up and poured himself and Ford a drink of the good stuff they kept for special occasions. He figured dealing with a smoke monster was occasion enough.

Ford looked at the amber liquid and drained it in one gulp. “Stanley has is ever occurred to you that perhaps we could use a little therapy in our lives?”

“No shrink is so understanding that they would believe half the shit that’s happened to us.”

“Perhaps we should look. Even if we have to go a more supernatural route to get an adequate one I-I think we should.” Ford began to scribble what Stan guessed to be a list of idea candidates. He smiled as he watched the wheels in his brother’s mind whirl.

“Yeah. Sure, I’ll talk to a fairy about my problems.” Stan spent the rest of his night listening to Ford tell him why it was an awful idea to let the Fae know your problems and enjoyed every minute of it.

#Gravity Falls #gravity falls fanfiction #tw swearing #tw alcohol #a little hurt #a little comfort #the whole pines family needs therapy #I am so rusty #It is 1 in the morning and I have work #i should be sleeping #fanfic #my writing

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imagine-loki · 5 years

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Giftless

TITLE: Giftless CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: 22/50

AUTHOR: nekoamamori ORIGINAL IMAGINE:

Imagine that you are Stark’s niece and you secretly share a strong relationship with Loki since he entered the crew. One day you get hurt so bad during a mission that you are about to die. Loki knows a spell that will save you and share his immortality with you but you and he will be linked forever sharing thoughts, pain, emotions…

RATING: T NOTES/WARNINGS: Also on AO3 click here

Things were fairly quiet until Fury came to talk to all of the supers (and you) one morning in March. “Listen up! This is a reminder that the producers from the Avengers movies will be on campus shooting their next film, starting today. This place will be crawling with actors, cameras, and all sorts of crap we usually don’t have to deal with.” Fury and the team let them film pieces of the movies at the tower, provided they didn’t interfere with their operations and only filmed anyone from the tower with permission and only when that person was in costume. They let you be extras and side characters occasionally, and sometimes the supers even used their powers on film to cut down on the CGI budget. You were sure Fury got something out of this, but he never said what it was. “They won’t be in the building except during scheduled times, which you’ll have plenty of notice about. Any time you go outside, you must be in costume. I don’t want anyone’s secret identities compromised. Ironman, Loki, Kat, you’re excused from that of course.” Tony’s secret identity had already been compromised, everyone knew who you were thanks to Tony, and Loki didn’t have a secret identity, nor did he care to.

Loki took you out that day to a matinee ballet. He wore his perfect all-black suit again and convinced you to wear the green dress he had gotten you. It was still just cool enough to wear it. The ballet was amazing, you couldn’t believe how effortless they made dancing on their toes look.

You were walking back to the compound from the parking lot when you were stopped by the film crew. That wasn’t atypical, they would reroute people who were in jeopardy of getting in the way of their shots. “Tom! Good! You’re already in costume, come on, your scene is up!” one of the producers got ahold of Loki and led him towards the cameras and the set that had been set up on your property.

Apparently, they had gotten Loki confused with his actor. Loki looked over at you apologetically, but let them lead him away, unwilling to harm the mortals. You followed as far as you could. You had a feeling this was going to be fun.

/How long before they figure out you’re not Tom?/ you thought at him. He turned to you with a glint in his eye and a smirk. He was going to keep the game up as long as possible.

They actually ran a few takes of the scene (how Loki knew the lines you didn’t know) before the real Tom showed up between takes. He walked straight over to Loki, thinking he was a stunt double. They were both wearing the infamous black suit of sexy. No wonder the film crew had gotten confused. They looked at each other and both started laughing after a moment when they figured out what was going on. One of them went back to doing takes of the scene, the other came over to stand with you and watch. He put his arm around you gently.

You looked up and laughed. “You’re not Loki,” you told him softly. It was Tom, the actor, not your boyfriend. You knew the difference immediately. Tom was warm where Loki ran cold due to his heritage.

Tom laughed and held his hands up in surrender. “I apologize for touching you without permission. Loki said you would find it amusing,” he explained immediately. He was a perfect gentleman after all. His accent wasn’t quite as honey sounding as Loki’s most of the time, but it was really close. They also looked nearly identical.

“It’s alright. Loki was right. It was amusing,” you replied with a warm smile. It was a fun joke. “I’m sorry about him. They thought he was you and dragged him over to do the scene. Since then…” you shrugged as if that were enough explanation. “I think he’s trying to see how long it will take them to figure out that he’s not you,”

“You’re the only one who’s noticed so far. I’m disappointed in Chris. We’ve done how many movies together? He should know better.” Tom sighed in exasperation at his coworker. Chris was the actor who played Thor. It took a few more scenes before Chris finally did figure out that Loki wasn’t Tom.

“Who are you?” he boomed in his Thor voice. “You’re not Tom!” he accused, probably thinking Loki was a stunt double.

Loki did the character’s head bow and held up his hands in surrender with his trademark smirk.

“Game’s over,” Tom said sadly. “It was a fun game too. Thank you for keeping you company, Miss -?” he asked politely, though of course he knew who you were.

“Y/N Stark,” you filled in, just as politely. You could play the game to let him properly introduce yourselves. “Trade you autographs?” you asked with a grin. He chuckled and you did exchange autographs.

“I best go rescue Loki and do my job,” he said once the autographs had been exchanged. Chris was still shouting, but it was in fun and the crew was laughing at Loki’s antics since he was showing them some magic tricks. Loki and Tom posed for pictures before work began again. The crew let you stick around and watch the taping, which was a lot of fun, especially since you got to meet and hang out with the other actors as well.

Tom came back over to you on a break between scenes. Loki summoned him a cup of tea, which Tom accepted with appreciation. “Do you two want to pretend to be me and Kelly for the next scene?” he asked while he sat with you and enjoyed his tea. Kelly was the one playing Sigyn, Loki’s romantic interest.

“Won’t the production crew get mad about being tricked twice in one day?” you asked. You were also really recognizable.

Tom shook his head. “Not on this one. You’re a dead ringer for Kelly in costume. I think the designers used you as inspiration for the character design. Trust me, this scene will be perfect for you two,” Tom said with a grin. It was far too close to Loki’s Cheshire Cat grin. You were quickly finding that he could be just as mischievous as his character. You and Loki agreed to try it and Tom went off to have a word with Kelly. She grinned and gave you a thumbs up. She came over to sit with you until the break was over.

“Tom! Kelly! You’re up!” the director called. Loki took your hand and the two of you went over instead of the actual actors. You were nervous about this trick, sure you were going to be caught. It seemed too important for you to be playing around with. You weren’t an actress, and didn’t know Kelly’s lines or anything.

You shouldn’t have bothered worrying. The entire scene was you running to Loki and him kissing you deeply. It took a couple takes to get it just right, but the kiss was a really good one and the director seem pleased, until he realized that neither of you were his actors.

“Tom!” he yelled, mock-glaring over at Tom and Kelly who were drinking tea and watching the fun. “He’s doing your job better than you are!” he called, laughing. The entire crew started laughing again.

“But they’re already dating. I figured they could do the kiss scene justice,” Tom replied innocently as he came over. He looked you over. “Great job, by the way,” he told you. “Are you going to the comic con tomorrow?” You shook your head while Loki just looked confused. Tom handed you two passes he just happened to be carrying. “Come in costume to Hall H at noon. I promise you some fun,” he told you, which was all the enticement Loki needed to go to the event.

“What is a comic con?” Loki asked as you finally walked into the compound.

“People dress up as comic book and movie characters. There’s shops and talks about the comics,” you tried to explain. It was an experience one kinda had to go to in order to understand it.

“It sounds like fun. We should attend,” Loki replied. He just wanted to see what Tom had up his sleeve, but he would enjoy the rest of the con as well.

“You’ll have to make our costumes,” you reminded him. He nodded. That was no big deal for him.

The next day you went to the convention in full costume. The same costumes you’d been in for the movie. You found Tom and Kelly in costume in Hall H just before noon. “You made it!” Tom lit up in excitement. He handed Loki a sheet of paper while Kelly handed one to you. Both of them were grinning. “Here are your lines. You’ll get the cues from Mark there,” he pointed at one of the guys at the presenter’s table. You looked over at Loki and both of you exchanged a glance wondering what you had gotten yourselves into. “We have parts to play too,” Tom reassured you. They went to go get ready for their parts while you read over you part and grinned.

This would be fun, indeed.

You stood off stage while the crowd filed in to the conference hall. You were nervous, and kept clutching on to Loki’s hand. “You’ll be fine, love. This is just for fun,” he reminded you. “There is no reason to be nervous.” You wished you believed him, but you didn’t want to mess this up. There were lots of fans counting on you and you really weren’t an actress. Loki was the one with the flair for drama.

The presenter started his speech about the Avengers movies and how well they did and all sorts of nonsense to talk about the new movie coming out. “We are currently in production on the latest installment-” The lights suddenly went out. That was Loki’s cue. He walked out onto the stage to begin his own speech.

“People of New York, look how far you have fallen!” He announced. “Look how you huddle, scared in the dark, waiting for your saviors to come. They are not coming to rescue you this day. All you have is me!” The lights came back on to reveal Loki standing in the middle of the stage. The crowd roared. “I am Loki of Asgard and I am burdened with glorious purpose. Swear loyalty to me, swear your city over to me, and you shall live in riches in my kingdom. Kneel to your overlord!” he boomed. You saw his expression that he was enjoying every moment of this. “I said KNEEL~!” He used magic to amplify his voice even more than the room should have allowed. At once the cheering roaring crowd dropped to their knees in front of him.

That was your cue. You straightened your spine, gathered your courage, and stormed out onto the stage. “LOKI!” you shouted as you stomped toward him. He looked over at you, shocked and acting sheepish and embarrassed. He gave you an elegant bow while the crowd called:

“Sigyn!”

You raised a hand to them and they fell silent at once. “Are you pretending to rule these mortals again?” you demanded of Loki.

“Of course not, my love!” he protested, rising from his bow and trying to look innocent. “I would not!”

You looked out at the crowd, glad that you was blinded by the lights and couldn’t actually see them. “Was he, dear mortals?” you asked them, calmly, sweetly, gently. They roared in cheers and applause. “There is my answer, Loki,” you replied, turning back to him.

“But, darling~” he started. You glared, your hands on your hips. The perfect picture of an insulted angry wife.

“Don’t you ‘darling’ me, Loki Odinson,” Loki went by Odinson to get the people to accept him if nothing else. “Back home with you, now!” you ordered, pointing off stage.

“My love, they need someone to rule over them!” he protested. You snapped your fingers and pointed again off stage.

“Be gone with you. They shall have their ruler,” you turned back to the crowd. “Won’t you, my dears?” They all roared in applause while Loki skulked off toward off stage, his head hung in shame.

“IMPOSTERS!” Came a roar from the crowd. The lights changed and a spotlight appeared on Tom and Kelly, who stormed up towards the stage from the back of the auditorium. There were even more cheers from the crowd as they realized what was going on. “Foolish mortals allowing yourselves to be tricked by such amateurs. I am your God. The true Loki of Asgard and you shall kneel before me!” Loki took your hand and teleported you off stage where you could watch the rest of the act from the sidelines. At the end, a trailer for the new movie was shown, and you and Loki were brought back out on stage to bow to cheers from the crowd.

“That was a lot of fun,” you told Tom and Kelly after the event, once the audience had cleared. “Thank you for letting us do it,” they both smiled and said how it had been partially the director’s idea. He thought it would be good publicity. You ended up getting Tom’s and Kelly’s phone numbers and friending them on social media, promising that you’d keep in touch, especially through their production of the new movie on location. They were great fun to be around. You found you couldn’t be terribly surprised that you’d become fast friends with them already.

#Loki #Lover #Submitted fic #submission #giftless #Nekoamamori #chapter 22

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harley-sunday · 5 years

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The Draw (09)

Summary: The whirlwind starts at the 2018 ACE Comic Con in Phoenix but you’re not sure where it will end...

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x reader

Warnings: Language.

Word count: 2653

AN: This one’s beautiful and sad and not really suited for Valentine’s Day but I hope you like it anyway. Let me know what you think :) I don’t have a taglist, but if you follow Harley Sunday x Sebastian Stan you should see any update I post.

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You whisper something about knowing the perfect spot for ‘Tomorrow’ then and hurry to your feet, leaving a stunned Sebastian behind. Of course it’s just a bullshit excuse but at least it gives you a moment alone so you can try to make sense of everything that has happened in the last two hours. So far you’re failing miserably though and you feel bad for running out on Sebastian like that, so you actually do what you set out to do in attempt to make you feel better.

“There,” you say to no one in particular once you’ve rearranged the frames on the shelf that’s in between the two big windows in the hall, allowing them to accommodate your newest addition. You take a step back, wanting to admire the new set up, when you bump into Sebastian, who must have followed you here.

His hand is on the small of your back then, keeping you from stumbling backwards any further, his mouth close to your ear, “Careful,”

You nod, trying to ignore the heat that seems to be radiating from where he’s touching you, instead focusing on the painting again, trying to decide if you like the way it’s displayed, when he drops his hand and you have to fight the urge to grab it and put it back.

“I get it,” he says quietly.

You turn to him and find him staring at the painting, a smile playing on his lips.

“When I went to pick it up at the art gallery and the girl showed it to me,” he shakes his head and chuckles, “it really did put a smile on my face. Just like you said it would.” He must anticipate your question before you even have a chance to ask it and continues, “I found the card on the desk in your hotel room and I don’t know,” he shrugs, running a hand through his hair, “I remembered how happy you were when you were talking about it and I just want you to feel like that every day.”

“Thank you.” It comes out barely a whisper and you actually open your mouth to say more but then your mind’s racing again, a million questions popping into your head and you don’t know really know how or where to start.

The silence is deafening for a moment before Sebastian breaks it with a soft, “Where’s your head at?”

You shake your head, trying to gather your thoughts before you answer. “I think we need to talk.”

“Yeah,” he agrees. “I think we do.”

Putting the inevitable off a little longer you busy yourself making a fresh brew of coffee after you’ve asked him if he’d like another round, your back to him as you will the machine to go slower and slower and slower. It doesn’t of course, and so you turn around sooner than you want, handing him what seems to be his cup now, his fingers brushing your hand as he takes it from you. You lean against the counter, hugging your own cup of coffee close to your chest. You wonder if you should move things to the living room, or even sit down at the dining table, but then figure the kitchen is as good a place as any to have this conversation.

There’s not a lot of space between the two of you, with him leaning against the counter opposite to you, and your gaze drops to your feet, his just inches away from yours, and you can’t help but smile when you see you’re both wearing black Converse, even though yours are little worse for wear.

“Hey,” he toes your shoe with his then, making you look up at him, and he smiles, simply stating “I like you.”

“And I like you,” you admit easily.

“But?” he says at the same time as you do.

“But,” you reply, “I just can’t do this right now.” You drop your gaze back to your feet, his shoe still touching yours, “Don’t get me wrong, Los Angeles was amazing and I can’t thank you enough for everything you’ve done, but,” you take a moment to gather your thoughts, “it’s just, with Nathan in the hospital and Jake being here, I don’t know, it would feel like my focus isn’t on them right now, you know? And I don’t want to half-ass things with you either, but it feels like it has to be one or the other.” You all but slam your cup down on the counter out of frustration and run your hands over your face before you continue, “I feel like maybe if we had more time before all this happened it would be easier. I mean, I know that probably doesn’t make any sense-”

“It kind of does,” he says so quietly that you doubt you’ve even heard him right but then he pushes himself off the counter and gently places his pointer finger under your chin, making you look up at him, “It’s ok.”

You just shake your head, not trusting your own voice.

“It is,” he counters, a sad smile on his lips, dropping his hand, “Maybe I shouldn’t have come here-”

“Sebastian,”

“No, hear me out, ok?” He smiles then, “It’s my turn now,” but the sentiment doesn’t quite reach his eyes. “I get it, and honestly, I agree. I think it would have been easier if we’d known each other longer, but,” he shrugs, “it is what is, you know? And the truth is I really like you and I really wanted to see you again but the reason I couldn’t wait any longer is ‘cause I’m leaving tomorrow. We’re doing press in Europe and Asia for the next two weeks.”

“Oh,”

He rubs his neck, his eyes never even leaving yours, “I just wanted to know if we were good and maybe see if there’s a future for us,” a sad smile on his lips now, “I think maybe I should have given you some space, because if anything I just made this harder.”

“So we could have this conversation two weeks from now?” You hate the way it comes out as an accusation and so you make sure your voice is softer when you say, “Maybe this just isn’t meant to be,”

“But we never even tried,” he counters.

“I know,” you whisper, and your heart, oh your heart breaks when you continue, “but I really can’t right now.”

Your text to Lauren is short.

911

“Babe?”

You want to call out to her but just hearing her voice brings on a fresh set of tears.

She must have heard you though, because she pretty much runs up the stairs and is kneeling in front of you mere seconds later. She takes one of your hands in hers, the other gently wiping away your tears, her eyes filled with worry.

“Where’s Jake?” you manage in between sobs, not wanting your nephew to see you like this.

She smiles one of her reassuring smiles, “I dropped him off at the hospital with your parents and asked if they could take him tonight, told them you had food poisoning from some takeout we ordered after we took Jake to McDonald's.” She laughs then, “Told Jake I would buy him his body weight in ice cream if he doesn’t tell anyone about your unexpected visitor. Oh, and Nathan says hi, by the way.”

You nod, because honestly it’s one less thing to worry about.

Lauren stands up then and motions for you to scoot over before she lies down next to you, both of you on your backs, eyes trained on the ceiling, her hand still holding yours as she gives it a gentle squeeze, “Talk to me.”

She doesn’t look at you and somehow that makes it easier to tell her what happened after she and Jake left, ending your story with a sob, “And then he left.”

“Babe,”

“No Laur,” you interrupt her, not wanting her sympathy right now, because you’re not sad, not really anyway. You’re just mad. “I fucked up, ok? He basically tells me that he wants to give us a try and what do I do? I fucking tell him that I can’t right now.” You scoff, “Who does that?”

She lets go of your hand then and sits up, turning around so she’s facing you, her legs crossed in front of her. She flicks your upper arm, “First of all, that wasn’t a sympathetic ‘Babe’ and I am offended that you would even think so, so I’ll try again,” she clears her throat, “Babe,” the accusatory tone much clearer now.

You can’t help but smile through your tears, “Noted.”

“Second of all,” she continues without missing a beat, “to answer your question: only an idiot would do that and you, my dear, are just that.” She puts her hand over your mouth when you start to protest, “Ah, ah, ah, let me finish.”

She looks at you, one eyebrow raised and you nod to let her know you won’t interrupt her.

“Let me see if I can make this clear to you,” she starts, removing her hand so she can take yours in hers again. “He shows up here, unannounced, because not only did he buy you that ridiculous colorful painting you wouldn’t stop talking about, because let’s be real, that was just an excuse to see you again, he also knows there are some things you two need to talk about after that whirlwind romance in Los Angeles-”

“I wouldn’t call it a romance per se,” you mutter, but the way she looks at you then shuts you up almost instantly.

“And you do, I mean, you talk right? Lauren continues, unfazed by your comment. “But then you tell him you don’t know how he fits into your life right now, and even though he tells you he wants to go for it anyway, you give him some bullshit reason as to why you can’t and then you fucking let him leave without so much as a kiss goodbye.” She shakes her head, “You really did fuck up and you really are an idiot.”

“No shit, Sherlock,” you deadpan, throwing her an irritated look. “I believe I reached that conclusion all on my own a couple of minutes ago.”

“I know,” she shrugs with a halfhearted grin, “I just wanted to rub it in.”

“I call bullshit,” you say, because you know it’s not true. If anything she just wants you to understand how ridiculous you’ve been. Which is working, by the way.

“Yeah, ok,” she agrees quietly, dropping her smile, “but I still can’t believe you let this happen.”

“I know,”

“He wanted to try,”

“I know,”

“Jesus, I was rooting for you two so hard,”

“I know,”

“Will you stop saying that and help me figure out how you can fix this!”

“I-” you start, but not sure what to say next so the word just hangs in the air.

“You do want to fix this, right?” Lauren asks, her eyebrows knitted together in confusion when you don’t answer immediately.

You sigh. “I just don’t want to put my life on hold again-”

“Jesus!” She throws her hands in the air before she jabs her finger at you, “Nobody ever said anything about you having to put your life on hold, especially not him. But hey, if you want to come up with some more lame ass excuses as to why you shouldn’t just go for it, you can do that without me, because I’m done.”

“Laur,” you watch her as she gets up off the bed and so you push yourself into a seated position, not wanting her to leave.

“No!” she spits, her eyes blazing. She points at you, “Enough with this already! I know, ok? I know Mark was an asshole, I know that the three years you spent with him made you feel like you were stuck in a life you never wanted and I know how much he hurt you while you were together. I was there to pick up the pieces every goddamn time, remember? But he is not Mark! Fuck, Mark never even got you so much as flowers for your birthday and here we have Sebastian, buying you a painting because you once mentioned to him how much you love it.”

She lets out a frustrated groan. “You need to realize that you are not the same person anymore and that it’s ok to be happy. And it’s ok to let Sebastian be the one that makes you happy. And that yes, the timing sucks, what with Nathan in the hospital, and Sebastian having to leave for Europe, but if not now then when, babe?” She takes a deep breath before she continues,”Is it going to be hard? Fuck yeah it is. Are there going to be times when you wish he wasn’t a famous actor? More often than not, probably. But you don’t get to worry about this now, because all you need to do is live in the fucking moment, babe, and go make this right. Do it now or forever wish you had!”

“You and your fucking Hairspray quotes,” you groan, letting yourself fall back on the bed with a dramatic sigh.

She jumps on top of you then, straddling you, “Jesus! You suck, you know that? I give you, maybe the greatest motivational speech of our lives and all you take away from it is that?” She pins your arms down, her face hovering over yours closely, her eyes narrowed, “You are beyond help, my dear.”

“But I love you,” you counter with a grin, blowing her a kiss, already feeling a little bit better.

Just as you step out of the shower that Lauren has all but shoved you into, you hear her talking to the one person you know can help you with making things right.

“Hi, it’s Lauren,” you hear her say with her most cheery voice. “You probably don’t know me, but I’m (Y/N)’s best friend and well, we have a bit of a situation here.” She explains then, how Sebastian showed up here and how you fucked up.

You groan at her honesty and can only imagine the response on the other end when you hear her agree, “Hmm, I know right?”

You decide to ignore her while you carefully apply your makeup before you loosely braid your hair.

She finishes the conversation just as you walk into your bedroom and you hear her say goodbye, “Thank you so much, Julie. I’ll definitely keep you updated,” before she turns to you with a shit-eating grin. “Ok, he’s staying at The Ritz until tomorrow, here’s his room number,” she says, handing you a piece of paper, “and Julie’s calling him right now, telling him there’s something being delivered to his room that he needs to take with him on the press tour, so he’ll be there.”

You throw your arms around her and hug her tight, “Thank you.”

You take a deep breath, trying to calm your nerves, as you ride the elevator up the to seventeenth floor, eyeing yourself in the mirror. The striped a-line skirt you’re wearing hits just below your knee, the black top you’ve paired it with is simple but elegant and the black pumps Lauren insisted you’d wear finish off the look perfectly. You hesitate just for a second when the doors open, but then you nod at your reflection in the mirror before you straighten your back and walk out, following the signs to his room.

You knock and wait for him to open the door. When he does you can feel your heart skip a beat and you quietly curse yourself for letting him go this afternoon.

“Hi,” you say, looking at him with from underneath your lashes, your hands holding on to your clutch, “Can I come in?”

#The Draw #Sebastian Stan x reader #Harley Sunday x Sebastian Stan #sebastian stan imagine

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Legends of Tomorrow - ‘Egg MacGuffin’ Review

"I’m sorry that our first date got ruined by Nazis."

The Legends of Tomorrow episode title game is really on point this year.

Forgive me in advance if this is overexplaining, but I'm not entirely sure how well known the terms are and it's going to become relevant in a minute. If you already know the terminology better than I do, and I'm sure many of you do, I beg your indulgence.

A 'MacGuffin' is the term for a plot device that exists solely to provide motivation to the characters in a story. The example that's most often cited at this point is the titular Maltese falcon statue in The Maltese Falcon. This is a subtly different thing than 'phlebotinum,' which we discussed a few episodes back. Generally speaking, phlebotinum is a made up thing that facilitates the character's journey, for example, polyjuice potion. A MacGuffin is a made up thing that motivates the character to make the journey, for example the sorcerer's stone. Or philosopher's stone if you live in a country where the publisher wasn't afraid of accidentally teaching children the word 'philosopher.'

The real takeaway is that Legends of Tomorrow has now given me an excuse to explain both of those terms, and regularly allows me pretentiously discuss semiotics, and is therefore the best thing ever broadcast. But I digress.

The genius of this week's episode title is that the golden egg that Nate and Zari are looking for at the Adventurers Club is unequivocally a MacGuffin with no significance of its own beyond that (at least this week). In fact, part of the plot of that storyline explicitly involves Nate and Zari questioning exactly that point, and they come to the conclusion that it is a MacGuffin that Sara planted just to give them an exciting first date. Which is clever because it isn't a MacGuffin within the story we're watching, but it absolutely is a MacGuffin from the outside perspective, and you know it might actually be possible to be too clever about these things. Whatever your personal tolerance for post-modern narrative gameplaying, I really enjoyed it.

Now, in the past I've complained a bit here and there about the fact that the Legends' reduced number of episodes in a season often makes them condense what could be two or three episodes worth of plot into one. I'm not sure if I've just gotten used to it or if they're getting better at it, but I've really begun to enjoy the fast, breezy clip at which these episodes move. Nate and Zari are really just doing an extended Raiders of the Lost Ark homage, and a nice zippy pace is essential for that kind of romantic adventure fiction. The Ark of the Covenant itself, while we're speaking, is another classic example of a MacGuffin. I'm certain that was not coincidental.

In any case, I think I'm pretty well sold on the Zari and Nate romance, and I think it's down to one particular moment in this episode. When they realize that Sara has set them up on a romantic mission, Zari offers to call it a night and return to the ship, and Nate says, 'Or we could see where this mission takes us.' What he's clearly really saying is, 'Hey, I'm open to exploring whatever this is going on between us if you are, but there's no pressure.' I don't seem to go a week without mentioning how refreshingly adult the characters on this show are.

In fact, part of why the aforementioned fast and breezy pace felt so appropriate this week all around is because the show has romance stories on its mind. We have Sara and Ava, thankfully post-argument, making an effort for one another in the little ways. We have Mick and Charlie at Romanticon, attempting to cash in on Mick's authorial alter ego, Rebecca Silver, without actually having to reveal himself to his fans. Which is so completely on brand for both of them that I loved every second of it. God bless Mick, both for actually caring about his fans and for being willing to admit the fact when pressed.

Then finally we have my current relationship on the show, Ray and Nate. I realize I went on a bit about this last week, but I just can't say enough about how great their friendship is. Thank you, whoever on the writing team made the decision that Ray would give up his soul to Neron in order to save Nate's life, as opposed to Nora's. Neron said he would make Ray kill someone he loved in order to break him, and the show went with Nate as that person. Is it possible to platonically 'ship a couple? Because I am totally team Palmwood.

That was an unfortunate first attempt at a couple name. Please leave alternate suggestions in the comments.

Which leads me to the painful part. There were a number of little clues as to what was coming for Gary, but I really only noticed them in hindsight. When Sara is discussing who the murderer could be in book club, she mentions that it must be the dogwalker because of his pent up frustration and being treated like a doormat. The shot transitions from her to the next scene halfway through the line, which means we're hearing her but looking at Gary. The subplot about Vincent the Adventurer's assistant is basically a mirror of Gary's position. And Gary is clearly crying in the bathroom – a thing that he had just told us he often did – when Ray calls him and he drops everything to go help.

Gary Green, on paper, should not work as a character. He should come across as a caricatured doofus, occasionally good for a comic relief moment. But Adam Tsekhman invests him with something undefinable and real, and he just fundamentally works as a tragic figure despite all the reasons that he shouldn't.

Also, whoever planned out that Gary's nipple returning from Hell would be the final temptation that makes him give in to Neron is a mad genius and should be our leader now.

Everybody remember where we parked:

The Waverider did some proper time travel for the first time in what feels like ages and took most of the team to the Adventurers Club, 1933, in order to retrieve that golden egg. Mick and Charlie, meanwhile, take the jump ship to Romanticon, 2019. Gary uses his time courier to flit between 2019 and the Waverider, and Neron and minion-Gary appear to lift Damien Darhk's old time travel stone from Constantine and use it to leave for destinations unknown.

Remember when time travel seemed like an exclusive and exotic thing?

Quotes:

Sara: "Honestly, with Neron gone, catching fugitives has never been easier. I thought it was gonna take all week."

Zari: "It was that awkward, huh?" Sara: "Even the mummy thought it was awkward."

Nate: "Excuse me, my good man, could you point me to the nearest facilities? I have an urgent need to… uh... relieve my bowel."

Nate: "Wait. Trip wires. This is going to require one of us to squeeze through these trip wires, maneuvering our bodies in unexpected ways." Zari: "Are you asking me to do that?" Nate: "No, I’m asking you to hold my coat."

Ava: "Honestly, I usually just drink rose and let Mona go on and on."

Gary: "I may not be a master of the dark arts, but I am an intern of the dark arts."

Ava: "Were you guys about to hook up?" Zari: "No. no, no, no, no." Nate: "It was definitely on the table."

Bits and Pieces:

-- This show just doesn't do misunderstandings for dramatic effect. Nora immediately told John that Ray was possessed as soon as she woke up. Neron repeatedly goes out of his way to clarify that he's the one doing evil things, not Ray, even when it would really be in Neron's best interest to let the Legends think otherwise, thus driving them apart. That might be the thing I appreciate most about the writing.

-- It seemed odd at first that Mona didn't already know about Mick being Rebecca Silver, but on reflection it makes sense.

-- Loved the Garima cosplay at Romanticon.

-- How many books has Mick had time to write by this point? I mean, I suppose time travel would help with that, but I lost track of how many different titles they mentioned. I particularly liked Raw Hides.

-- Mick's final speech to the con about how all anybody really wants is to feel a connection was a lovely piece of writing, well performed. And a hell of a good underscoring to what was happening to Gary at that moment.

-- I get why they didn't do it, but it would have been smarter for Charlie to have shape shifted into a neutral third party to portray Rebecca. That said, I adored the Rita Skeeter vibe she had going on with her outfit.

-- Outside of the Rita Skeeter vibe, we also had phoenix feathers and a dragon egg. I'm sure there were a few other Harry Potter nods that I missed beside those. Anyone?

-- And speaking of the egg, it's a neat bit of long term plotting that what was just a MacGuffin this week is clearly set up at the end to be relevant to a different plotline later.

-- It's entirely in character for John Constantine to be rude and speak to Gary like that in a moment of stress, but the whole sequence of events felt sadder to me when I thought about the considerate way that he sheltered Gary's feelings last week.

-- I've noticed that they've gotten into the habit lately of consistently leaving someone on the Waverider to 'Quarterback' the mission. That's not only hugely useful for splitting up the characters and facilitating different schedules, it's also a really sound battle tactic.

-- Note added after the writing of this review. Apparently 'Egg MacGuffin' is the official name of this sort of thing as cited on tvtropes, and not an original pun coined by the writers here. Ah, well. Still a clever title for how it was used here.

I loved this episode from beginning to end. How can we only have three more left?

Three and a half out of four, and the only reason it's not higher is I suspect I'm going to need a higher number to go to in the next few episodes.

Feel free to mention your favorite MacGuffin in the comments.

Mikey Heinrich is, among other things, a freelance writer, volunteer firefighter, and roughly 78% water.

#Legends of Tomorrow #Sara Lance #Zari Tomaz #Nate Haywood #John Constantine #Ray Palmer #DC Comics #Arrowverse #Legends of Tomorrow Reviews #Doux Reviews #TV Reviews

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honeylikewords · 5 years

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I am freaking out over all the Marvel news out of Comic Con. You?

Honestly, when I first got this ask, I was going to answer “no” because I legitimately hadn’t heard anything from Marvel at all. All I knew was that we were in for a bunch of Disney+ shows like Loki, which I wasn’t interested in, and Falcon and Winter Soldier, which I am interested in but concerned about.

But then I did a quick Google, and saw that there’s plenty of other stuff to be excited about, so here’s a listicle-style breakdown of what I am and am not excited for, as was released in the press junkets regarding the SDCC Marvel Hall H panel.

1. Black Widow: Nope, not interested. Way, way back in 2012, I might have cared, given that Natasha was LITERALLY THE ONLY WOMAN in the MCU with any agency or hero role, but now that we have significantly more women, significantly more interesting women, and women of color (who aren’t played by white women stealing roles from actual WOC lmao), I think we don’t really... need a Black Widow movie. I mean, cool that David Harbour will be in it, but, uh... yeah, count me out of that one.

2. Falcon and Winter Soldier: Yeah, I’m excited for this one! Anthony Mackie and Sebastian Stan have a lot of fun chemistry, and I hope the series plays up the fun buddy-cop aspect of their relationship rather than “doom and gloom, Steve is gone, boohoo” stuff. They deserve to be heroes in their own rights and to not live in Steve’s shadow. Also, I’m not hugely into Bucky Barnes (I kinda find him boring, sorry) so I hope the series will, at least a little, start to endear me more to him. But I am very excited to see Sam getting more screentime!

3. Eternals: Eh, can’t really say. I don’t know enough about the original Eternals, nor do I have any information about who the new Eternals will be to weigh in. Ask me again when we’re closer to the release date.

4. Shang-Chi And The Legend Of The Ten Rings: Honestly, some warning flags are popping up for me on this one. Much as I want more POC led MCU films (and just, fucking, like, any films in general), Marvel comics has a pernicious history surrounding Asian fetishism and mysticism. I’ve talked about it before with my hatred for Iron Fist, and the problems Marvel had during the big “Asian Craze” of the 60s and 70s, but I really do worry about re-adapting works based in and rooted in the comics made during those times. I don’t know enough about Shang-Chi’s origins to weigh in just yet, but I am on high-alert about how this could go wrong. Hopefully, though, with actual Asian and POC actors involved in the project, it will be done tastefully and respectfully. Hopefully.

5. WandaVision: Nah. I never liked either character to begin with so I’m not really gonna waste my brainspace on some TV show about a random white girl and her toaster boyfriend. I know that sounds mean but I have a lot of pent up anger about how the MCU depicted the Maximoffs, given that the Maximoffs were originally Jewish and survivors of the Hol*caust, but then somehow the MCU decided to make them not only white, but white people working with a literal N*zi organization. So I have beef with that, and I just... don’t care about Wanda or Vision. They haven’t been with us long enough for any of us to really, you know, see them have arcs or be meaningful people. They’re just kinda there. So no thanks. Maybe if the show turns out to be great, I’ll watch, but as it stands, I’m uninterested.

5. Doctor Strange: Multiverse Of Madness: Eh. I never saw the original Doctor Strange because of the whitewashing issues and Benedict Cumberbatch’s, shall we say, history of anti-autism comments and classist perceptions about poor and undereducated people, so I just noped out of that. But I also didn’t like Stephen Strange from what I saw in the other MCU films I have seen him in, so I don’t feel like I’m missing much. If this movie turns out to be cool (apparently, it’s going to be the MCU’s first “scary” film, whatever that means?), I might see it, but for now it’s largely off my radar.

6. Loki: Nnnnnnnnnot especially excited. As I’ve said before, I like Ragnarok Loki, and that’s about it. 2012 Loki was, no joke, literally set up as a N*zi, and y’all know how I feel about N*zis. I’m not being hyperbolic. He is literally supposed to be equitable to a N*zi. So I’m disappointed that we’ve regressed all of his character development back in time to his worst stage, and we’re going to be seeing that play out in his show. Hopefully, the directors allow Tom Hiddleston to have more fun with Loki, because holy shit does Tom have great comedic timing, and I hope we get some redemption for Loki, because as it stands, I feel sad and hurt that they just threw away everything Loki grew into being. And if you’re one of those salty “Loki is a Classy, Intelligent, Sexy Villain, And Ragnarok Made Him DUMB, Give Us Back Our King” fans, please leave me alone. He was gross and greasy and weird and Ragnarok made him funny and likable, in me humble onion. Also, Loki is canonically not straight, not cisgender, and has been pregnant with horse babies, so, uh, let’s all just chill out and have some fun.

7. What If...?: The What If...? comics can be really confusing and fun, alternatingly. So it’ll be interesting to see how this show manifests itself to match the wild, changing, freewheeling chaos of the What If...? storylines. Let’s see what happens!

8. Hawkeye: FUCK I AM SO MAD THAT THIS ISN’T AN ANIMATED SERIES BASED ON THE HAWKEYE COMICS THAT CAME OUT RECENTLY. FUCK. I would have loved that! But instead we’re getting Ronin Hawkeye (which sounds so dumb and also question-mark-y racist?). At least we’ll be getting Kate Bishop, I guess. C’est la vie. Not a fan of the Jeremy Renner Hawkeye, tbh, so I don’t know how this show will keep my interest, but fingers crossed.

9. Thor: Love and Thunder: BUCKLE UP BOYS I FINALLY HAVE A MOVIE TO CARE ABOUT YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAW AMEN PRAISE GOD WE HAVE A GOOD MOVIE COMING YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA FEMALE THOR AAAAAAAAAAAAA GAY RIGHTS YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

FUCK! I AM SO HAPPY OH MY G O D!

10. Blade: YEE FUCKING HAW! Mahershala Ali has been in the MCU three times now (1st as Cottonmouth in Luke Cage, 2nd as Uncle Aaron in ITSV, and now as Blade!) and I’m both pleasantly surprised and a little confused, since the MCU very rarely reuses actors. Oh, well! I’m so happy to see him back and I hope Blade does him justice. I worry that the original Blade (comics and movie alike) were a little, uh, Blaxploitation-y, so I hope this update will be more thoughtful and more progressive in its depictions. But at the end of the day, this is one I’ll be watching.

11. Fantastic Four: I’m worried but hopeful. The last swings at making a Fantastic Four film have been, um, mixed to say the least. Fingers crossed for a diverse set of characters this time! Although I do think that David Harbour being in the Black Widow movie does rule him out of being The Thing, as was previously speculated. Well, anyway, here’s hoping it’s good.

12. Black Panther 2: SHIT BOI DO I DIE I AM READY YES YES YES YESSSSS

But please for the love of GOD bring back Ryan Coogler to direct. I don’t trust this story in the hands of, well, non-black people, especially because the story of Black Panther is so intrinsically tied to the black experience. That being said, I’m ready and excited for a return to Wakanda and to see what is next in T’Challa’s saga. Also, please, more Shuri, more Nakia, more Okoye. Honestly, Black Panther brought us some of the best women in the MCU so just... bring back all the ladies. Ramonda too!

13. Guardians of the Galaxy 3: I’m a little nervous about this one re: the issues surrounding the firing of James Gunn (which is, like, such a can of worms to get into), but fingers crossed. The GOTG films are really fun and such a great break from the rest of the dull, painfully self-absorbed MCU, so I hope that the light-hearted tone and center on found family comes back. I also hear that this one will be more female-centric (focusing on Gamora, I believe?) so that’s good to hear!

14. Captain Marvel 2: I didn’t see the first one, but, hey, my lesbian friends sure are happy to have Carol back so you’ve got my approval on that one, Marvel.

15. Mutants: DOES THIS MEAN...MCU X-MEN...I’M SCARED...SOMEONE HOLD ME

16. This one technically isn’t MCU but it’s what I’m most excited for...

THE SPIDERMAN 2099 COMICS ARE COMING BACK!

I’M SO HAPPY I GET TO SEE MY BOY MIGGY AGAIN I AM SO SO SO SO HAPPY OH MY GOD I WAS SO SCARED THEY’D PERMANENTLY CANCELLED MIGGY BUT HE’S HOME I GET TO SEE HIM AGAIN I COULD JUST C R Y AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

anyway, that’s just what I’m excited for. Y’all tell me if I missed anything or if there’s other updates or news! Or tell me what you’re excited for-- I’d love to hear!

#long post #messages #anonymous #k reviews #sorta?? this is all very preemptive so if shit turns out to be good i'll change my mind

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crashdevlin · 6 years

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Bottle- 4: Mine

Author’s Note: Originally posted to ao3 (This is an edited and improved version), I work in info from the comics (Like Hawkeye was married to Mockingbird and Red Skull had a disappointing daughter) and I took a few liberties with what the scepter could do (but not really because the Mind Stone was used to create the Twins so what I did is not that far-fetched). This is a lot more angst than I realized when I wrote it, but it’s compelling angst.

Summary: Cassandra Campbell is a Stark Industries lab tech with dubious genetics and a history with the new Director of SHIELD. She’s been working in New York since right before the Chitauri invasion. What does she have to do with Loki, and what will happen when he returns? Starts post TDW and continues to the end of AoU.

Pairing(s): Phil Coulson x OFC (Past), Loki x OFC (Non-con), Clint Barton x OFC, Steve Rogers x OFC

Word Count: 3729

Story Warnings: So many, worst (to me) are bolded. Younger woman/older man relationship, non-con, mutilation, torture, mind control, PTSD, depression, alcoholism, forced abortions, bad things (non-con) in a church, insomnia, memory manipulation, eventual consensual oral sex (female and male receiving),

Chapter Warnings: non-con (past), mutilation (past), torture (past), PTSD, depression, alcoholism, possessive Loki, mind control, mentions of a forced abortion

Cassie went through her closet, full of modest dresses and high-necked blouses, and picked out her most modest dress, a light brown 3/4 sleeve with a loose turtleneck. She put on opaque black tights and lined her eyes with brown liquid liner, and added a cream-colored eye shadow. Cassie added a wine-red lipstick to pop against the neutral color scheme. Looking in the mirror, she felt she looked gorgeous in a classical way.

At exactly 7:30, a knock came to her door. She opened it for Steve, who was dressed in slacks and a light blue button-up shirt. He offered her a bouquet of three deep-red Gerbera daisies with a smile. "You look beautiful. This look, it kinda reminds me of... girls from my day."

"Modesty works for both of us, then." She said, setting the flowers on the table next to the door and walking out. She closed the door and followed Steve to the elevator, where he pressed ‘L’. As the lift started moving she smiled to herself. “So, be honest, did you wait in the hall for a few minutes so you could knock exactly at the half hour?”

Steve chuckled. “No. I did wait in the lobby until 7:28, though.” He admitted.

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"The look on the Colonel's face when Bucky and I walked into camp with all those POWs behind us, it made the whole thing worth it."

Cassie giggled. "Wow. That is great. You know, I've heard that story 'cause my ex was a bit of a fanboy, but it's so much better from you."

"So, what about you?" Steve asked, taking a polite sip of his water and then setting it back onto the table. "Any interesting stories from your life?"

Cassie shook her head. "No. I spent my ten years in a Hydra lab, then I spent my ten years in a SHIELD lab at the Fridge. Then I spent two years in Cali, and I’ve been here for a little over one. Never really made any waves or created any stories."

"What, no one has ever died in your labs?”

“Well, Hydra lab… probably, but I don’t remember it at all.”

“I wasn’t expecting an actual answer, Miss Campbell." He said, laughing. "So, why don't you tell me about your SHIELD agent ex?"

Cassie’s face sobered. "What do you mean?"

"Well, this modesty of yours isn't an act. It isn't entirely something that Loki thrust upon you. You are naturally modest and shy. So, you wouldn't have been so forward as to be with someone unless you were absolutely comfortable with them: the comfort of years. The only people you were around long enough to build that kind of rapport with were SHIELD agents."

She blushed and looked at her lap. "You don't get enough credit for your brain, Steve."

"Behind the times doesn't mean stupid."

Cassie took a deep breath and smiled, deciding on a mostly-true version of events. "I met him on the jet when Fury was taking me to the Fridge. He was taking some weapon to be locked up. He called me 'Jo' because Joanna is an old lady name.” She gave a small chuckle thinking about being ten years old, finally getting a real name, getting her first nickname. “He gave me a blanket when it got cold on the plane. He was nice to me, when no one else really was. He’s the first person I can ever remember being nice to me. I didn't see him again for 5 years but he apparently intervened on my behalf with Fury a few times. Ultimately, my stay in the Fridge was much nicer because of him… and once I'd learned how to read and write, Fury let us be pen pals."

"Pen pals? That takes me back."

"Well, I wasn't allowed tech in my cell. Everything had to be on paper, checkable. Not like I had an email in the first place, or really knew what email was. Anyway, he got a promotion from what he was doing, which was tracking down alien tech, to being in charge of several labs. That put him in charge of my yearly exams. So, we kept writing but I got to see him a bit, a couple times a year. After my year 17 exam, he started writing me more often... and it was different, you know, the tone. He didn't see me as a kid anymore, I guess. He started coming by more often to see me and then, one day, he just kissed me."

Steve raised his eyebrows, slightly. "Fury must have been livid."

She nodded. "Yeah. He ordered us not to see each other and set Maria Hill on a collision course with us. My ex kept writing, though and when Fury finally let me out into the real world, he defied orders to come be with me."

"So, what happened? He's not around now."

She scoffed, derisively. "He found someone else. Someone closer to his age. I mean, she was still younger, but… only by a few years. She was a woman who knew more about the world than just what she'd read in books. I saw a picture of her... online. She's pretty gorgeous, but she's modest-looking, too. I could see how he would fall out of love with me for her."

"You still love him, though?" It was less a question and more a statement.

Cassie shrugged. "First love never dies, does it? I'm sure you have a memory of a girl long gone who you can't ever have. Doesn't make you love her any less."

Steve nodded. "Well, maybe it's not too late. He might still realize his mistake."

She shook her head. "Not likely. He was in the facility when Loki came through the Tesseract."

He pursed his lips. "I'm sorry."

"It's not like he was mine when he died."

"Doesn't make it hurt any less." Cassie nodded. Steve looked around the restaurant. "I think this is probably a pretty bad topic for a first date." Steve mused.

She gave a genuine smile. "Well, pardon my not knowing the etiquette."

"I don't know much more than you." He admitted.

She chuckled. "Well, we seem to be doing all right."

"Yeah. We are."

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Steve walked her to her apartment, hands behind his back. Once they got to the door, they turned to each other.

"You know, I wasn't expecting much from tonight, but... I really enjoyed myself, Steve. You are a breath of fresh air in a world full of guys just trying to get laid. You are a total gentlemen, without the misogynistic undertones: the whole Mad Men thing." Cassie rolled her eyes at herself. "Point is, I had a lot of fun."

Steve nodded with a smile. "Me too. I mean, I haven't had this much fun since the 40s."

This drew an honest laugh from the woman. "From anyone else, that would sound pathetic, but from you, I take that as a high compliment."

"It is, Cassie. One of the highest I am prepared to give. Maybe, we could do it again, sometime, for our benefit instead of Loki's." He said, a bit awkwardly.

"I would really like to, Steve..." She started, unsure of herself because she honestly wanted to but she wondered what that emotion meant when held up against the way she felt for Clint.

"Oh, it's fine either way." Steve said, covering himself from the rejection. That shy act made up her mind.

"That's the end of the sentence. I'd really love to, Steve."

Steve smiled, brightly, showing all those perfect white teeth. "Well, let me know if you have any issues. I will be right upstairs with Tony, keeping an eye on your apartment."

"I'll make sure to change for bed in the bathroom, then."

He chuckled. "Well, have a nice night." Steve said, before leaning down to kiss her cheek.

She walked into her apartment, misty-eyed, with her hand over her cheek. "Just marching through the Avengers roster, aren't you? Who is next? Banner seems lonely and Romanoff seems up for anything."

She turned to her bathroom, her throat going dry, all the happiness draining out of her. Loki was sitting on the edge of her tub. She reached her hand into her purse, feeling for the orb. Loki moved his leg to show the sceptre leaning against her bathroom wall. "I wouldn't." He warned.

"How'd you know where the cameras are?" She whispered.

"Your patriotic friend would never allow Stark to completely blanket this place in cameras."

"So, what? You have to know that I have other ways of alerting them to your presence."

"3 minutes. That's what it will take for Stark to put on his suit and come to your rescue. Rogers will have to wait on the lift. You will be mine again long before they make it here." Loki said, matter-of-factly. He stood, picking up the sceptre.

"JARVIS, door!" She shouted, running for the living room. Her front door swung open as she heard Loki moving behind her. She ran for the elevator, not deterred as a copy of the god popped up in front of her. Unfortunately, her short legs and the 3 inch clogs she chose to go with her vintage dress proved to be too much of a hindrance and Loki quickly caught up with her, grabbing her wrist and spinning her around. He touched her chest with the sceptre and she stopped dead.

He smirked as he looked down at her. "Your date will be exiting those doors in a moment, Joanna. We cannot risk letting him get the better of you. You don't have his training… yet. Let's make haste to the end of this hall." He gestured way from the elevator with the scepter.

"Stark will be waiting outside those windows. If I may..." Loki nodded, proud of how quickly this strong-willed woman turned. She walked purposefully to the elevator. "JARVIS, stop the elevator car for me, but open these doors."

"Of course ma'am, but I will have to inform Mr. Stark of this occurrence."

"That's fine, JARVIS, thank you." She turned to Loki as the elevator doors opened to an empty shaft. "Stark gave me voice controls over the elevator. We should have time to get to the basement levels and out of the building through the sewer systems before he has JARVIS let Rogers out."

She reached a pale hand up to grab her collar, before ripping it off in a long strip, which she pulled in half. She wrapped the pieces around her hands, tucking the ends to prevent them unravelling. "Hold onto my shoulders, mi'lord."

Loki complied, an awkward configuration due to their height difference, but the formerly modest woman didn't seem to notice as she jumped to the elevator cables like a cat and started slowly sliding down them. Her clunky shoes caught most of the friction, a sickening smell of burning rubber and leather wafting up and making Loki's nose wrinkle.

As they reached the halfway point in their journey down, the sound of glass breaking above them hit their ears, right before the elevator began its descent. Cassie let the pressure off of her feet and slid down the rest of the way. She pulled open the sub basement elevator door and led Loki into the sewers as she unwrapped her hands. As she threw her wraps to the ground, Loki noticed large burns across her palms, but she ignored them as she continued along her planned extraction route.

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"So, Loki wins. He's going to get his army, after all." Bruce shook his head, sadly.

"Not if we can get her back before she can replicate the serum. Which, being honest, she's likely to fail at." Tony reasoned. “I mean, how many other real scientists have tried since Cap’s days?”

"And how do we plan on getting her back? He's possessed her again. She won't even want to be saved. She's going to be working against us." Natasha seemed apathetic, but there was an edge to her voice.

"Not by choice.” Steve reminded. “If I could manage to get Bucky to recognize me after Hydra wiped his mind, maybe we could get Cassie to."

"What, appeal to her humanity? Her memories? We barely know this girl." Widow said.

"I think I got to know her pretty well last night. I think there is a lot in her that we could appeal to if we had the chance."

"We just need to bash her on the head real hard." Clint said, causing everyone to turn to him. He shrugged and looked back to the arrow in his hand, which he was sharpening. "It fixed me."

"Have to find her first." Stark said.

"I might be able to provide assistance in the endeavour." A booming voice came from the doorway.

"A well-timed assist from the thunder God. How's Asgard?" Tony said, turning to the Asgardian.

"It is well. All realms are harmonious in the wake of Malekith's demise. Except Midgard, of course, which seems to enjoy chaos."

"Well, no wonder your brother wants Midgard." Natasha mused.

"Yes. Loki died in my arms on Svartlefheim, but it must have been an illusion concocted in order to avoid being taken back to prison.” Thor turned to Steve. “I'm mortified that my gullibility has caused this pain. I promise we will get back your woman, Steven."

Clint kept his attention on sharpening his arrows tips as Steve blushed. "She's not my woman, Thor. We only went on one date."

"And he didn't get nearly as far with her as Barton did."

Clint calmly blew on the tip of an arrow. "Natasha, you petty bitch."

Natasha gave a small smirk. "I didn't know it was a secret. You did know you were on camera."

"That's why she hesitated." Steve muttered under his breath.

"This isn't important. What's important is that Loki has her." Everyone stared as Clint dropped his feet from the back of the chair in front of him. "Look, I've known her for years longer than any of you. I've been flirting with her for a week. She was not at all surprised when I kissed her. She liked it. She just didn't want me to stay."

"Wait!" Thor said, staring at the screen and completely ignoring the human drama behind him. "Reverse the flow of this image."

Tony hit a button on his tablet and rewound the video. Thor put his hand up when it got to the point where Cassie ripped the collar off of her dress. "There. Stop."

The Avengers squinted at the Asgardian runes clearly visible once she'd thrown modesty to the wind. "So, what's it say?" Tony asked.

"It is a gruesome, antiquated Asgardian ritual, similar to your ring of engagement. The translation is approximately 'The bearer of the children of Loki, God of Lies'. This girl, is she special?"

"Uh, she's like me. Super strength, amazing reflexes, accelerated cellular regeneration." Steve responded.

"Then she may survive." Thor said, smiling as he turned to the rest of the Avengers.

"Survive what?" Banner asked.

"While Loki appears similar to you and I, that is just a bit of our mother's magic. He is by birth of Jotunheim, land of the Frost Giants."

"And I take it they aren't called giants ironically?" Stark already knew the answer.

"Not at all."

"Great, so now we have the time crunch of saving her before he re-consummates their marriage and puts a baby in her that's gonna destroy her insides." Clint said, exasperated.

"They'll be looking for a lab. She promised him an army, that'll take precedence." Widow reasoned.

"I've got an idea.” Barton said, standing. “It might take a bit of time. Hill, I'm going to need contact with Fury." Barton turned to Hill, who had been unnoticed standing in the back.

"Why?"

"Because SHIELD may be dead but Fury is not and I'm not disobeying a direct order without at least letting him know."

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Natasha walked up to Steve at the coffee maker as the other Avengers milled around the Tower. "Sorry about that. I didn't mean to make a spectacle about it. I just didn't want you getting hurt. She's the first one you've opened up to since they thawed you out." She said as Steve poured himself a cup.

"It's fine. I was a bit mad at first, but... Barton has been wearing her down for a while, and she told me that she wasn't expecting to have a good time with me. It was supposed to be pretend so I understand her keeping her options open to his intentions.” Steve took a drink of his coffee and shrugged. “But she chose me, Natasha. Not in any permanent or especially important sense, but.. I asked her to go out with me again and she said 'yes', even after her whole event with Clint. That means something."

"Maybe she wanted to have you both?" Natasha could tell from the smell that Steve had made the coffee 'Army strong'.

Steve shook his head. "That's not her style. She's shy, reserved, not a two-timer. She wanted to date me. She wanted respect, not someone aggressively trying to bed her."

"I just want you to remember that you have only been on one date with this girl. You barely know her."

"I will keep that in mind, Natasha."

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"All right, talked my plan through with Fury, he seemed convinced. We are gonna head to the Playground." Clint said as he walked into the lounge half an hour later.

"Which is?" Banner asked.

"Top secret base in a location I can't tell you. It's got a lab with everything Cassie would need to analyse her blood. Loki will be watching us, we lead them there."

"Why the hell would we lead them there if it’s got everything she needs?" Tony asked, his eyebrows pulling close to each other.

"Because there is a small group of SHIELD agents there, one of 'em is very important to her."

"Her ex? She said he died." There was a break in Steve's voice. He'd been lied to.

"He did, but this is SHIELD we're talking about. They brought him back with an experimental procedure based on alien tech. He's alive and mostly well. She sees him, remembers who she is, we fuck up Loki. Pretty simple." Clint ran down the plan quickly.

"How do you know who her ex was?" Rogers asked, defensively.

"I've known her for years." Barton dismissed.

"You keep saying that, but she doesn't have friends, Clint. She didn't take any personal mementos from her apartment except a blanket and a photo album. She doesn't have people, Barton." Tony clarified.

"I said, I've known her for years, not that we've been friends. It was my job to know her, everything about her."

"She was a mission." Natasha wasn't asking.

"She was the daughter of Red Skull and she was fucking a high level SHIELD agent. Fury would've been an idiot to let her out into the world without surveillance." Clint snapped.

"So your job was to follow a twenty year old girl and her boyfriend around?" Bruce seemed appalled.

"Just her, and only until she left him. Fury didn't feel she was worth the manpower afterwards. He thought I was of better use on the Tesseract project."

"She said he found someone else." Steve sighed, upset about the way she’d lied, but also that Fury had been watching her.

"He did, but he wasn't going to dump her. He isn't the type to break hearts. She saw that he'd be happier with the other woman, so she got a transfer to New York while he was on a mission. Dear John note and all that. Now, can we focus? Playground Base."

"Grab a go bag and suit up." Tony announced.

Widow walked up to Clint as he packed his bow and arrows of many different types. "So, did you decide that you wanted to get her in bed while you were spying on her for Fury or after?"

Clint didn't turn to the arrogant-sounding woman behind him. "I watched this woman for almost two years, Nat. I know her. Probably better than she knows herself. I watched her learn to live in the real world for the first time. I watched her thrive. I saw her match wits with the men in Stark's labs and I saw them begin to love her. I watched her become better and better." He straightened and looked the Russian in the eye. "I watched her swell with excitement when she learned she had created life with the only man she'd ever loved. And I watched her decide not to tell him, not to use that child against him, so that he could be happy with someone else. I saw her take the three material things she gave a damn about and sandwich them between the few outfits she could fit in her suitcase and leave everything else behind. I watched her write that letter. I could recite it to you if I wanted. She blamed herself 'cause she didn't want him to feel guilty. She is this amazing, intelligent, beautiful, selfless woman and I handed her to Loki."

The regret in his voice made Natasha falter. The petty feeling she'd been holding onto disappeared. "You didn't have any control of that."

"Yeah, I can use that for most things. I can write off the things I did in the past because I'm making up for them now. I can ignore the things I've done for SHIELD because the ends justify the means. I can forget the men I killed, the things I did under Loki's thrall because it wasn't really me, but not this. Not her." Clint shook his head. "There is no redemption on this. Loki took this perfect woman and broke her. This isn't about bedding her, Natasha. It's about fixing her."

"And if Steve is the tool to make those repairs?"

Clint looked down. "Then he is. Or Phil is. If it's not me, so be it. I just can't leave her undone."

Natasha nodded and Clint began to walk away. "And the baby?"

He turned back, slinging the bag and his bow onto his back. "Loki couldn't have his woman carrying another man's child. Why do you think he was so rough?"

#fanfic #avengers fanfiction #the avengers save the ofc #agents of shield fanfiction #angst #loki (marvel)#non-con #torture #steve rogers #clint barton #cassie writes stuff

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lucisfavoritedemon · 6 years

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Saturday Night Special

Pairing: Jensen x reader

Summary: Y/N wants to do a song with Louden Swain, but the song she wants to do she also wants to sing with Jensen. What happens when he agrees, and will their undeniable chemistry show even on stage?

Warnings: Teeth rotting fluff, stage fright, anxiety, panic attack, angst

Word Count: 2553

A/N: Here is a very special of...drum roll please...DOUBLE LIFE!!!! I hope this gives those who miss the story a little bit of closure till the 12th of October. Sorry for the long hiatus, but I was just not feeling the story. Now I am excited to be picking it back up again, at least for a little while. This chapter is based on the song Dust to Dust by The Civil Wars. It is such a beautiful song (all of their songs are), but that song has inspired this. I really hope you enjoy!

Double Life Materlist

“Rob I was wondering if I could join the Saturday Night Special? I have a song I want to do and everything.” I texted the lead singer of the band Louden Swain, who just so happened to be the ones who are the headliners for the Saturday Night Special for the Supernatural Conventions.

“Yeah of course let’s get together and work on the song so we can do it in a few weeks if that’s okay with you?” he responded a few minutes later.

“Yeah I was going to talk to Jensen and see if he also wanted to do the song with me. If that’s okay with you?”

“Oh yeah totally. It’s your song and your time to shine so whatever you want to do is totally your call.”

“Okay cool. Thank you so much Rob you’re the best.”

“Yeah no problem.”

I went back to hanging out in my apartment, if Jess was in town we would be watching movies or clips of the show to get my mind off things. This last month has been nothing but me hanging on by a thread, and Jensen has been such a shoulder to lean on. He is such a great person, and the fact that I dragged him into this was eating me away.

How could I put a good man through such horrible suffering? It was my fault, but he is an amazing human being for worrying about me and not himself. We stay up and text or talk to each other for hours. One time I had an awful time trying to fall asleep a few weeks after Nathan showed up at the studio, so I decided to text Jensen, and we talked on the phone for almost five hours.

I was so lost in my thoughts I didn’t even hear that someone was now banging on my door. I jumped up and ran once I fully realised it wasn’t in my head.

“Hold on I’m coming, I’m coming.” I yelled hoping they could hear, but obviously not because they continued to bang on my door.

“Oh hi Jensen. I wasn’t expecting you this evening. I thought you were with Jared? Not that I’m complaining, but it is his birthday and I thought you would be with him.” I rambled only because I was nervous.

“Yeah well he wanted to get some sleep because tomorrow we leave for San Diego Comic Con. I wish you were going with us. I mean you still could if you wanted too.”

“No I made plans with my family this weekend. I haven’t seen them in a while, so I thought I’d pay them a visit.”

“That’ll be nice to see them then.”

“Yeah and then again in August because of Dencon. Oh, speaking of which I talked to Rob about joining the Saturday Night Special, and I was wondering if you wanted to do a duet with me?”

“Yeah of course. We could start work on it with Rob and his guys after we all get back.”

“That’s what I was thinking.”

We sat there in comfortable silence for about five minutes. Drinking in each other’s company while we had it for tomorrow we both would be on a plane headed in different directions. It will be hard not having him to talk to if I need to. It was going to be hard on both of us not just me, but it was, what it was, and I wasn’t going to tell him he couldn’t go for my benefit.

“Well I hope that you have fun visiting your parents this weekend. I should probably head home and get some rest so I’m not jet lagged tomorrow.”

“Yeah. Well have a good flight, and I hope you have an amazing weekend.”

I went to escort him out when he turned to me and kissed me. The kiss was short, but it felt amazing. Man I wish he would just ask me to be his girlfriend already just so we could do this all the time, and so it wouldn’t hurt when he would leave. Not knowing whether he was going to come back and still want me. This weekend would be the ultimate test to see if what I thought was real.

~*~

Today was the day we were going to rehearse the song I wanted to do with the band. I was excited because this would be the first day I would see Jensen since he left for SDCC. I haven’t even heard from him since the night he kissed me in the hallway of my apartment building.

“I’m here and ready to work on this thing. Where’s Jensen?” I asked looking and spotting everyone else.

“He said he couldn’t make it, but he did say he would practice really really hard for it to be ready for when you want to do it.” Rob answered

“Oh, okay as long as he has it learned and everything, which shouldn’t be hard for him, and it’s a pretty easy song.”

This just seemed off for Jensen though, when he commits he fully commits. For him to not show up to rehearsal meant one of two things; he was sick, or he had an emergency that needed his attention. I just let it go, hopefully he’ll show for the next one.

~*~

It had been a few weeks and we were on our last rehearsal. Jensen had yet to show up to a rehearsal, and it was starting to worry me. I didn't doubt he could learn the song, but the harmonies can't just happen on stage. It takes practice, and Jensen has me a little worried with him not having shown up.

“Hey Y/N, ready to start?” Rob came up to me as I entered the room.

I looked around the room and saw all the band members, and even Rich had shown up. Still no Jensen.

“Um Rob?” he looked over to me acknowledging the fact I was speaking to him, “where’s Jensen?”

“I don’t know. Where is Jensen?” He asked the question back to me.

“I don’t know that’s why I’m asking you.” I said crossing my arms clearly irritated.

“Well I’ve got no clue where he could be.”

“Great. Anyone know where Jensen is?” I asked looking to the others, they all shook their heads. “Of course not. Well, since I have a really bad feeling he hasn’t even practiced, and we have a week till we perform it, Rob you’ll just have to perform the duet with me.”

“Sounds like a plan then.” Rob smiled and we went on with the rehearsal.

~*~

Jensen hadn’t spoken to me in weeks other than when we did lines together. I was hurting so bad because I knew how I felt, and I thought he felt the same way, but clearly I was wrong. I decided to talk to him the last day on set before the convention. I was just hoping he would be able to explain himself to me.

“Hi Jensen.” I was really timid and didn’t really know how to approach him.

“Oh hi.” He didn’t really react he just turned his head slightly to see who it was before going back to studying his script for the next scene.

“I wanted to ask you something, if you’ll answer it.”

“Shoot,” his eyes were still glued to the paper in his hands. It seemed like he was purposefully avoiding eye contact.

“Look I don’t know whether your mad at me, or what, but Rob was really excited for you to perform with them. So, where have you been when we’ve been rehearsing?”

“We had rehearsals?” He looked shocked, like the way a kid looks when you tell them Sanat or the Easter Bunny aren’t real.

“Yeah we had rehearsals every other week for three weeks.”

“Oh I guess I forgot.” He just shrugged and went back to reading.

“Fine whatever,” I sounded angry, but I was more disappointed. “Rob is taking your place just so you know. I’m sorry if I forced you into this I didn’t mean too. I’ll let you get back to studying your script.”

I walked away upset. I just knew he had to be mad at me. He didn’t deny it either which was the worst part. I felt like my world was crashing down on me. I’m never going to put my heart on the line again because every time I do someone tramples on it, and it’s always the person I least expect who does it.

My eyes stung with tears, and I was really regretting the decision to ask Jensen to join me. I felt disappointed again with the fact that I started to fall for someone who turned out to be a real jerk. I was so focused on my thoughts that I didn’t realise someone was calling my name.

“Y/N, hey what’s wrong? I’ve been trying to get your attention for a while now.” Jared said running up to me once I stopped and turned to notice him.

“Nothing important. It doesn’t even matter. It never mattered.” I practically whispered trying to hide the fact I was hurting, and the longer I thought about it the more it hurt.

“This isn’t nothing Y/N/N. You are hurting and I just want to make sure that your ex hasn’t tried to make a reappearance back into your life.”

“No he hasn’t, and it really doesn’t matter Jar. Look I was stupid to trust someone, and they let me down. I learned my lesson with that.”

“What happened?”

“It doesn’t matter. All I know is I thought that there was something between us, and then there wasn’t, end of story.”

“Who do I have to hurt?”

“You would never hurt him. You would hurt me before you would ever hurt him.”

“Who is it?”

“Jensen okay. I counted on him to make a commitment, and he didn’t follow through with it. He stopped talking to me, and that was that.”

“He wouldn’t do that. Are you sure we’re talking about the same Jensen?”

“Yes, sadly. I fell head over heels in love with him, and I was stupid for doing so.”

“You were in love with him?”

“Yes, but sadly it doesn’t matter anymore I’m not trying anymore. I just want to give up on finding the right one for me.”

“Don’t say that. One day you might find the one for you.”

“Yeah, but for now I’m not looking anymore. I’m going to let him come to me”

“I hope that day comes soon. See you tomorrow.”

“See you tomorrow.”

~*~

It was performance time and I started to get a little stage fright. What if I screwed up the words? Or the harmonies? All these started to race through my head. I started to panic and I couldn’t breathe. Rich came up to me to make sure I was okay before we went on stage.

“Don’t worry it’ll all blow over once you step on stage. Just do what you’ve been doing at rehearsals and you’ll be totally fine.”

“Thanks Rich.” I started to calm down a little.

I was starting to gain my composure till Rich stepped on stage to announce that I was coming on stage.

“Our second to last song is one that all of you have been anticipating. They are the one and only Y/N L/N and Jensen Ackles performing Dust to Dust.”

Rich had it wrong. I wasn’t performing it with Jensen. It was just the band and I.

“You ready to show the audience what we’ve got?” Jensen said coming to stand beside me.

I decided not to respond, for I knew if I did, I would start crying. I couldn’t let him know I felt that way towards him. Despite the fact I was upset with him, I couldn’t help how my heart skipped a beat when he spoke to me.

We walked up on stage and the crowd erupted into cheers. I knew I could do this, I just didn’t have any faith in Jensen, but I had to give him the benefit of the doubt. We were handed microphones and Rob counted in before playing the opening chords.

It’s not your eyes

It’s not what you say

It’s not your laughter that gives you away

You’re just lonely

You’ve been lonely, too long

I started off slightly glancing at Jensen every now and again.

All your actin’

Your thin disguise

All your perfectly delivered lies

They don’t fool me

You’ve been lonely, too long.

The chorus was the part I was afraid of with the harmonies needing to match up perfectly. I just hoped that Jensen knew what he was doing.

Let me in the walls, you’ve built around

And we can light and burn it down

Let me hold your hand and dance ‘round and ‘round the flame

In front of us

Dust to

We looked glanced at each other once in a while, and I was relieved that the harmonies were perfect and I relaxed a little bit.

You’ve held your head up

You’ve fought the fight

You bear the scars

You’ve done your time

Listen to me

You’ve been lonely, too long

He looked at me the whole time, and it made me feel butterflies. I only hoped that the whole thing prior to this was an act. If not I would feel really stupid.

Let me in the walls you’ve built around

And we can light a match and burn them down

And let me hold your hand and dance ‘round and ‘round the flames

In front of us

Dust to dust

We were both facing each other, and I felt like we were the only two in the room, though I knew there were other people in the room.

You’re like a mirror, reflecting me

Jensen sang.

Takes one to know one, so take it from me

I sang back.

You’ve been lonely

You’ve been lonely, too long

This was the most magical moment of my life. I just kept staring into his eyes. They were the perfect shade of green and the most amazing thing I had ever seen. I was falling deeper and deeper in love with every verse.

We’ve been lonely

We’ve been lonely, too long.

We stood there for what seemed like hours but was mere seconds as the song ended. Each passing second we were getting closer and closer until our lips touched. Finally lighting the fireworks I knew that had to be there.

I could hear the crowd awning, but I was immersed in the moment I was sharing with Jensen. The man that I loved , and have for months now. Maybe even have since we met.

“I love you Jensen.” I finally confessed after we parted. I was grinning ear to ear with not a care in the world at that moment. It felt so good to finally say the word aloud.

“I love you too Y/N/N. I hated treating you the way I did and I’m so, so sorry for ever making you hurt like that. I will never ever hurt you like that again.”

This man was the what I never knew I needed, and it was the best thing in the world.

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cdelphiki · 6 years

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Fanfic writer asks: 1, 2, 5 (link it maybe), 7, 11, 12, 13, 20-23, 25, 28. Also, do you think fics should be fully written before the writer starts the publishing process? Why or why not?

Oooh, thanks for the asks. Let’s see:

1. How old were you when you first started writing fanficiton?

It was earlier this year, just about a week before my birthday so technically I was 25.

2. What fandoms do you write for and do you have a particular favorite if you write for more than one?

So far I’ve only published in the Batman fandom. I’ve written in the MCU fandom and not published because they are still too drafty. (A Peter & Tony and a crossover between Batman and Avengers). The batfam is my favorite, for sure. Just love those kids.

5. If you had to choose a favorite out of all of your multi chaptered stories, which would it be and why?

Life Happens, for sure. I only have three long stories so far, and then kind of that little side fic to Life Happens, but out of the three I prefer this story. The Missing Piece was my intro into FanFiction writing. I had only ever written original works, so it was this nice transition to writing characters I did not make up. Cracked Foundation was some random story that popped into my mind when I was working through the plot for Life Happens, actually, and was more of a distraction to me than actual story I loved and worked hard on. There’s a lot about it I really dislike. Actually, I wrote all 20k words for that story in the span of a couple evenings, which probably contributes to my dislike for it. Life Happens has been my baby for months now, and I’ve still not lost interest. So yeah.

7. When is your preferred time to write?

Friday evenings, Saturdays, and Sunday early afternoon/evenings. It kind of sucks because that’s also the time friends like to hang out, and I can’t do both. So really, I try to squeeze it in whenever I can. Usually evening/night time is when I do the best work, though.

11. Have you ever amended a story due to criticisms you’ve received after posting it?

Yes! I added 800 words to a chapter of Life Happens based on feedback that it ended too abruptly and moved too quickly. I have never and will never change the ending of a story, however, because people are mad at me that I didn’t write the story they wanted. I will, however, write fan-service alternate endings. (hint hint wink wink)

In my original work, I have also done major rewrites based on criticism. That’s how writing works. You get feedback and you respond how you see fit.

12. Who is your favorite character to write for and why?

Uh, wow, that’s difficult. I freaking love Damian to pieces. Adore that stupid little brat. But Tim now has a special spot in my heart because I’ve been stuck in his head so long, and Jason is so damn funny. I think my favorite relationship to write is Tim & Damian, and that’s about as close to answering the question as I can get, because I can’t really pick between the three.

13. Who is your least favorite character to write for and why?

Dick, probably. Just because I haven’t quite figured him out. Reading character studies on him has helped a ton, but I just never feel like I hit the mark well with him. I still love him and would put him above all the other characters in the Batman fandom (excluding Bruce, I’d put him squarely between the three other boys and Dick). I tend to just avoid characters I don’t know.

20. Are there any stories you wished you’d ended differently?

Hmm. Not so far.

21. Tell me about another writer(s) who you admire? What is it about them you admire?

Oh, this goes so against my shyness. Eek. I can’t really order them. Looking at my user subscriptions, I’m subscribed to ten people within the fandom, and they are audreycritter, autumnhobbit, bandgeek18, dawnseternallight, dreamersmyth27, fishfingersandjellybabies, lemonadegarden, lowflyingfruit, raberba_girl, and wingfeathers.

Okay, and I’ll just pick a couple to say why I love them so much, but I really do love all these writers. I’m very likely to read whatever they post within the fandom, unless it’s just a ship I really cannot stand. (sorry heh)

With LemonadeGarden, I love the way her stories feel like a dance when you read them, swaying back and forth between dialogue and exposition and whatnot. They are almost dreamlike they are so graceful.

Audreycritter was author of the first fanfic I ever read, and it’s what drew me into FanFiction in the first place. I had been searching for a book about Damian Wayne, because while I love comics, I really wanted that inner dialogue and longer story, and came across Let There Be a Bruise on google. I was actually away at training for work, and I remember spending every single free moment I had reading through one shots on my phone after. I was so entranced. Audrey does Damian’s character justice and I love that about her.

22. Do you have a story that you look back on and cringe when you reread it.

Yes. All of them. There are aspects of all my stories I cringe at, even my current WIPs. It’s just how I am with any form of art I do.

23. Do you prefer listening to music when you’re writing or do you need silence?

It varies. I have ADHD and sometimes listening to music helps me tune the world out and focus, and other times I get really caught up in the music and start paying attention to it instead. Just depends on the day, what my mood is, and what kind of music I put on.

25. Have you ever cried whilst writing a story?

Yes. I’ve cried a couple times writing Life Happens. By cry, I mean I teared up pretty heavily. I did so many times while plotting it out, too. Some of my whumptober fics have had the same effect on me. I’m weird and love when that happens.

28. What is something you wished you’d known before you started posting fanfiction?

I can’t really think of anything, to be honest. I’ve only been writing FanFiction since March. Maybe that Tumblr is such a great place to read about the various characters and learn more about what makes them tick.

And finally, do you think fics should be fully written before the writer starts the publishing process? Why or why not?

I have done both ways and I see the pros and cons of each. For me, the comments are what drive me and keep me motivated, so with my longer two works there is no way I would have found the ability to focus and stay driven to finish out the story if I didn’t have someone there reminding me that they want to read what happens next.

But, when you write the entire thing out first, you can make sure the entire story flows well, nothing is mismatched, and the beginning and end lend themselves to each other. So yeah. Also, you don’t give the audience 10 chapters and get right to the climax then quit and leave every hanging forever. I know we’ve all read stories like that.

I don’t see an issue with writing chapter by chapter, as long as you keep in mind that it’s perfectly okay to go backward in the story and edit. In ‘real’ fiction, authors are constantly revising earlier chapters to fit with how the story went, so there’s nothing wrong with doing so in fanficiton, even if you’ve already ‘published’ it.

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kettu-saukko · 6 years

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Alright bitches let’s talk about season 7 shall we?

This season was an absolute train wreck. I’m going to go more in depth about the things that bothered me the most but as of right now this season gets a good 3.4/10 for me. It was oddly paced, characters felt really stiff and not like themselves, and just bad writing all together. This is going to be a long post so buckle up!

LGBTQ “rep”

Just a psa: straight writers don’t write LGBTQ characters if all you can think about doing with them is killing them off

The part that pisses me off the most is the blatant queerbaiting from the cast and the showrunners. Comic-Con is the biggest promotional conference for most tv shows, so they decided to announce Shiro’s sexuality to such a large crowd of people and they already knew they were going to get a huge reaction. They already knew that people are going to be dying to see Adam and Shiro together. So why? Why do that to us?

Second Ezor and Zethrid, thank you but no thank you. Lesbian villians?? I guess beggars can’t be choosers but like it’s another relationship that was just like okay?? I guess?? But why didn’t they announce this at Comic Con... oh because they knew it wasn’t going to gain as much attention as Shiro. Hmmm

Character Development??? What happened to that??

So basically every character except for Keith and maybe Hunk was just shrunk back to the person they were in season 1. Lance was “annoying” and the comic relief, Pidge was the techy, smart one, Allura was the princess and hot headed, Shiro was just there... Basically Keith and Shiro switched spots and personalities. Keith became the leader immediately and weirdly? Like his dialogue just felt like if Shiro was saying it. How about instead of making Keith a leader like Shiro, you make Keith a leader like Keith. Let him be himself and lead cause that’s his character. Lastly they just didn’t try with Lance. Lance does have development but this season they just forgot everything and made him a blubbering idiot. Turned him into Bolin level comic relief. Just there to be mad fun of. Just say you hate him and don’t know what to do with him writers.

Pacing

What the fuck was the pacing of this season. Like I said the first 3 episodes were decent. The flowed well and didn’t make me feel like I was being flung from here and there. Then came the fued episode. The fued episode came right after the team found out they were missing for THREE FUCKING YEARS. And it didn’t even lead in with anything, the episode just started and you were suppose to be like okay with it. The fued episode would of been perfect for after episode one because it would have fit with the road trip but instead they were like lets just jam it in there shall we. And then everything from The Last Stand to the end of the season felt boring and redundant. It was just like we are safe, nope Galra, safe, Nope Galra. I thought with more episodes they would explore more maybe be able to actually talk to each other.

Finally Ships

I left this last so if you don’t care about ships then just skip but pretty much every canon ship is forced. This isn’t about Klance or anything, I’ve always knew Klance was never going to be canon but the decisions they’ve made on ships is just horrible. So lets talk about Acxa and Keith. What? Ezor said that Acxa has always been sweet for Keith? Since when? They had one interaction one on one when they were in the Weblum and there was never a hint of a relationship and they never talked. And Acxa has always attacked Keith and Voltron, there was never a time that she didn’t attack Keith. This whole relationship just feels so weird and unnecessary. And just writing 101, show don’t tell. The writers literally told us that Keith and Acxa might have feelings for each other instead of showing us. Like have Keith and Acxa be awkward around each other, have Acxa and Keith actually talk in season 3 of something not season 7.

Allura and Lance I am neutral about. Lance and Allura is a ship that was already addressed in past seasons but it’s always been one sided. Lance flirting with Allura and Allura being annoyed. It was like that for 5 whole seasons, Allura never returning or flirting back. But in a last minute effort to add worthless drama they started a love triangle (cause that always goes well). So now when Allura and Lance start dating it feels like if Lance is just Allura’s second choice.

and lastly Klance

Regardless of anything, Klance may not be canon but besides Keith and Shiro there isn’t another pair of characters that share the same bond and compatibility than Klance and the writer know that. This show clearly queerbaits with Klance. Netflix tweeted about them at least 5/6 times in the past two weeks and the show uses Klance hashtags when marketing the show. Really? Klance is their biggest ship and they know that but when we stand up and address it they make it seem like if we are reaching and making a scene for nothing.

TLDR: This season was a cluster fuck of wtf and why? I can’t wait for this show to be over. Also I didn’t proof read this so good luck.

#Voltron #vld #voltron legendary defender #vld s7 #voltron season 7 spoilers #vld spoilers #voltron spoilers #Keith #Lance #Pidge #Hunk #Shiro #Allura #Klance #Allurance

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