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alottiegoingon · 1 month

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golden rule

lucy maclean x gn!reader

summary: you become lucy's only friend in wasteland.

warnings: weapon usage/mentions, brief blood mention, wasteland and life outside the vault, lucy is naive and oblivious at first and a hot mess later, mostly just fluff, golden retriever lucy & black cat reader type of shit, kinda enemies/strangers to secret in lover with each other, reader is hot i wanna date them but also a loser if you see through them, no nsfw, not proofread

"just give it a thought, alright? we could help each other."

"why would i want you for a company? no offense, princess, but i don't associate with vault dwellers." you take a look at her from head to toes, studying the details in her jumper. despite how cool her pistol looked attached to her belt like that, the yellow and blue choice was kind of goofy, you thought.

you can see the excitement in her eyes disappearing as she hears you and you almost felt sorry for her. almost. "okay, ouch." she tilts her head, crossing her arms. in a second, her dramatic act gave place to a smug smile. "oh, i know! what if i help you to find the head?"

even your own bitterness left your soul as you hear her. you pause for a moment, searching for any sign of unseriousness in her face. maybe it was just a bad joke? but then, she keeps staring at you with those huge eyes and a not so subtle smile, proud of what she had said.

"i'm sorry, a head? you mean someone's head?" you frown. "i don't know what you vault people think of us but i'm not a monster." you weren't really offended, but seeing the panic in her face was actually princeless.

"what? no, no! i was just- everyone wants that head and i thought you-" she starts to ramble, not wanting to offend you. her beam went away as fast as it reached her face. you almost felt bad for her twice in a row now.

you couldn't hold yourself back anymore and allowed a smirk to creep onto your lips. she immediately stopped talking and, even though she exhaled relief, you knew that deep down she wanted to kill you but was too kind for that.

"oh. you were messing with me. funny." she gives you a forced dry laugh. it was actually annoying how she tried to be so nice all the time.

as a response, you give her a nonchalant wry smile. "anyway. i'm not looking for a dog right now, so..." you sigh, reaching for the heavy backpack on the floor and sliding it onto your shoulders. "but good luck with the head or whatever it means." you wink at the stranger and turn around to leave.

"wait! please." she grabs your wrist before you could take the first step and in response, you turn around again impatiently, glancing down at her tight grip on your skin. it takes her a while to realize that she's still holding you but as soon as she does, she immediately looks at your wrist as well and let go of it. "sorry." she whispers.

you were ready to interrupt her but, curiously, you felt bad when seeing how insanely desperate she was. it wouldn't hurt to just hear what the had to say, right?

"i've been having a rough week, okay? everyone i've met tried to kill me, except for you. a weird..." she pauses, thinking "robot, or whatever, tried to harvest my organs out and i had to cut someone's head off. and i may not be the strongest or the most experienced person but i can learn!" she was truly putting on her best show while you stood in front of her completely unbothered. at least, you liked to think that you were a complete fearless and tough person. "just... please?"

against all odds, you didn't deny it immediately. and, if you didn't deny it immediately, you knew what it meant. fuck, when did you become such a softie? it could be, of course, the way her hair looked pretty even in a messy ponytail or how the cut on her lip made her look so incredibly ho-

"okay, fine. whatever." that idiot creepy huge smile of hers spread on her face again before you could even finish. "listen up, i'm not done." you roll your eyes. "we'll do things my way, get it? you speak when i speak, you shoot when i shoot, you walk when i walk." you take steps closer to her while you talk. firm, hoarse and assertive tone. you stop when you feel the tip of her nose almost touching yours, keeping the steady the eye contact intact. you were so busy initimidating her that you don't even notice when she hold her breath.

"you are my shadow." you reach up for her face, cupping her chin with your thumb and index finger, forcing her to look back at you. "you don't exist unless i tell you to. do you understand me?" you stated with a piercing gaze.

you thought it was impossible for her eyes to get any bigger but when you step out of your scary platform, you notice her terrified expression. "okey dokey..." she nods frantically.

you gotta admit it. she didn't seem as goofy as before while paying attention to you so devotedly like that. even when still wearing that ridiculous jumper.

eventually, you realize that your eyes were betraying you by staring at her for a little too long. you clean your throat, trying to cover that up. "good. let's go now. we can't stay here forever." you step back and start to walk away, not even waiting for her to join you.

you hear her hasty footsteps getting closer as she tries to catch up to you until she finally shares your pace. "i'm lucy, by the way. lucy maclean." she held her head high, corners of her mouth going up again. god, she smiled a lot.

"good for you. i'm still gonna call you princess, though."

"not to brag, cause that would be impolite of me, but i found a really cool place when i was looking for a river this morning." lucy's smiling from ear to ear and excitedly rocking from side to side is the first thing you see when you open your eyes after a tough night of sleep.

a week had passed since you met lucy. no matter how tough you considered yourself to be, lucy was persistent, charming, sweet and funny enough to make her way to your heart and you knew that you were doomed. deep down, you were suspicious that she knew that as well.

"why are you always so happy?" you groan, rubbing your eyes. unlike lucy, you were not a morning person. or a night person. or any time of the day person.

"good morning to you too, sunshine!"

you are forced to get up, not being actually opposed to it, and take a short sip from your last water bottle. maybe taking a look at lucy's oh so great place would be useful.

"okay then. let's do it, princess." you use your hands to brush the remains of sand and dust out of your pants but lucy's cute giggle prevents you from heading out of the shelter you had found.

lucy approaches you with her usual polite and sweet grin and you unconsciously flinch as she stops just a few inches from you and touch you. predictable, she was gentle while brushing the top of your hair with her fingers, fixing the bundle of messy strands that merged together while you were sleeping and added a funny volume to your head. you follow every move of her with darting eyes and an uncontrollable urge to admire her green eyes focused on your hair and reddish parted lips.

"there you go. pretty as always." lucy coos and before withdrawing herself, her fingers slid down by a few inches and casually tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. for the first time in ages, you froze.

thankfully, lucy didn't seem to notice how affected you were by her innocent act. "thanks." you whispered in a ridiculously soft grin and followed her out of the shelter.

"why do you have a gun if you don't like using it? that's stupid." you tease lucy while you two walked side by side, following the train track to the place she had mentioned.

"i do use it. just when i have no other option. you know, because of the golden rule." she shrugs, proudly, proceeding to explain it to you.

you really tried to not care or call it dumb, but instead, you snorted in amusement. "you are way too naive, you know that?"

a dilapidated house.

lucy's incredible and cool place was nothing but a whole junk. everything was falling apart and, judging by how empty it was, many others were there before you.

"it looked cool from the outside..." she explains herself while scratching the back of her neck.

you were strong. firm. scary and ruthless even. you would shove a knife on anybody's throat if they wasted your time like that, especially after a terrible night of sleep. but, again, it wasn't anybody. it was her.

so, funny or not, you laughed.

"god, you are such a terrible explorer." you take a quick peek at her with the corner of your eyes, wearing an idiotic and foolish smirk on your lips.

"i am not!" her jaw drops and her voice sounds whinier as she defends herself but giggle along with you, not feeling scared to be vulnerable and fully stare at you.

you didn't have to answer to that. all you did was look back and forth at her and the house, proving your point.

"okay, you got me there." she looks down, dramatically pouting and pretending to feel so insulted. "but at least i made you smile. looks good on you." lucy's lips twitch in a shy grin.

"maybe i should smile more, then. if you like it." you boldly murmur, surprised at yourself for saying that. you could swear that lucy's face got almost entirely red but you didn't have enough time to appreciate it or figure if it was real.

"look at those cute lovebirds. love has returned to wasteland, gentlemen." a tall, sturdy middle-aged man mocks you to two other creepy looking guys. one was even missing an eye. in two seconds, you were able to count how many weapons they had and your first thought was the possibility of lucy getting hurt.

you quickly stood in front of her, shielding her from any kind of possible danger.

everthing happened too fast after that. all you remember is denying their offer to take your backpacks with the remains of food and water you had and all of your weapons.

everything went black for a second as your body hit the ground. you slowly manage to get on your knees and look around but lucy isn't there and you are trapped. you feel a sharp pain as you breathe in and a drop of blood hits your pants. you shudder at the moment you cautiously feel your cheek, warm to the touch and stinging like you were poked by a thousand needles. your fingertips carefully drop to your mouth and you hiss as you touch the wide cut on your swollen lower lip.

you notice the crisp click of the gun's trigger being released and you look up, expecting to see the weapon pointed at your head. instead, you see the men with their hands above their heads.

"get away from them!" lucy's voice fills your ears and you turn your head back to find her with a huge weapon in hands pointed at the strangers. she takes a quick glance at you and you see the anger inside her overflow as she notices your wounds.

"i'm gonna count to three and i want your ugly, filthy and miserable roaches out of my face or... or i'll shoot!" judging by her tone, you can easily notice how nervous she is even though she's trying her best to actually stand up for you.

and the thought of being protected by someone made your heart flutter. you weren't bothered by the aching pain in your lip when you found yourself proudly smiling at her.

the big guy seemed to notice the tension in her voice and took a step closer to you. you could only imagine how badly he had regretted that as soon as a loud bang echoed through the entire house and his foot was hanging by a thread, quite too literally.

"oh, golly..." lucy mutters with widen eyes. you follow her shock with a gasp that was completely muffled by the loud and agonized screech.

"don't make me repeat myself! all of you out, now!" she yells, threatening them by aiming the gun at them once more. "if that's okay with you, please." the scary expression in her face swiftly changed to a well-mannered and soft grin.

the injured men is rushedly dragged out by the other two, not looking back and you can not believe that someone as adorable looking as lucy was the one to broke her dear rule and hurt people.

"thank you! t-take care." she waves at them innocently, still with the gun in hands before running to you.

#lucy maclean #lucy maclean x reader #fallout

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alexxncl · 27 days

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‼️NIGHTBRINGER HDD CH. 3 SPOILERS‼️

masterlist | events | ch. 2 | ch. 4.1 | ch. 4.2

mc stop being the most important person ever: challenge impossible

damn is this how the boys acted before they got to the devildom the first time ??? i see why they love mc so much, especially lucifer. family is the most important thing to him, it's why he acts the way he does and it's why the celestial war happened in the first place. being clouded with this much tension as a family had to have been extremely emotionally strenuous for him, aside from the frustration that comes from rowdy younger siblings

and it was obviously just as bad for his little brothers. they couldnt understand why lucifer was pulling away from them so much. and caused trouble to get any kind of attention from him, to keep him from holing himself up in his room and drowning himself in paperwork

it probably especially hurt mammon to see lucifer like this. his big brother who wants afraid of anything suddenly afraid of addressing his own feelings and fears of his family falling apart

i would like to let it be known that i was not AT ALL being serious when i picked the "can't we talk it out" option...why are we talking to a clump of glass petals ??

why am i even questioning anything that happens in this game anymore ????

BYE THIS IS SO UNSERIOUS i love it here. not obey me pulling a spiderman no way home and acting like i wouldn't catch on

and mc asking "can't we just gang up on the bitch" has to be the FUNNIEST thing ever i love them 🫶🏽 just like me fr

mammon would literally never say that. not those words at least. he respects and looks up to lucifer way too much to that. and satan wouldn't say that. the old satan would say what mammon said if we're being honest...and the new him would find a more respectful and less snippy way to say it while still getting his point across

every almost negative vision is really just lucifer's nightmare. not having the love or care or mutual respect that families are built upon is like nit having a family at all. we already know how luci feels about family. like i get that it's supposed to be funny but when you think about it in context with the game's events, this is actually really sad ???

this is also SEVERELY ooc. like i'm not crazy right ??? mammon does not use his powers like that for something as petty as a lackluster insult, and satan would come up with a much better insult than that

all jokes aside, i couldn't ever see the boys acting like this. ever. under any circumstance. even early on in the 1st game, it wasn't this bad. they butted heads and were emotionally constipated, but they still acted like brothers

i feel like the flower is showing them the worst versions of themselves, not just the way things would be without mc. bc things were relatively ok without them before. they werent the best, but they survived and didn't kill each other for millenia before mc came into the picture

fighting back the urge to go on yet another big brother mammon tangent...fighting hard

...no way they used the power of friendship to fix the situation AGAIN

now i didn't trust or particularly care for raphael in the og game, but that's mainly bc of the way he was talked about by the characters well before his appearance and the fact that he seemed standoffish. i like this raphael, and i want more

but depending on where we are in the timeline and which timeline we're in, this could be michael

oh they big mad

satan being angry is a no brainer

but beel? he's the textbook definition of a gentle giant. a himbo if you will. he goes out of his way to be gentle with everyone and everything that comes his way because he knows his strength and how easy it is for him to overuse it on accident

baby don't play when it comes to his family. just like his big brothers

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theflyindutchwoman · 5 months

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Well, I mean, we could come clean. Are you ready for that? Are you ready for Smitty's commentary on us dating or the "oohs" every time we walk into the roll call room together? Or we could lie. Okay, I have an idea. I heard from a C.I. that there were drugs coming out of the kitchen. And -- And you asked me to join as backup. Right. Like a soft undercover infiltration. Not bad. Thank you.

| ANATOMY OF A SCENE - CHENFORD EDITION 5.10 - The List

This moment is actually the perfect introduction of the 'secret relationship' era… of what makes it so good, really : how bad they are at this secrecy thing. Embarrassingly (and hilariously) so. And the irony is that there's no reason for them to be this terrible. They usually thrive under pressure, undercover or not. They're naturally reserved when it comes to their personal life, shying away from PDAs and all… And they already spend so much time together, have a shorthand… And yet, they are downright awful at trying to conceal and pretend that nothing has changed between them.

Just the way they are standing in the bull pen gives them away… The whispering, the awkward smiles, checking every five seconds if anyone is watching them… Tim grinning when Officer Jan passes by… As if that's not suspicious in itself. Honestly, anyone who didn't know they were together before they went official should give their badges back on principle. And then, there's the content of their brainstorming… With Lucy trying to come up with a good reason as to why they were together at the 'most romantic restaurant in town' - other than the real reason. And let's talk about this for a second. It's never been confirmed but I'd like to think that it was Tim's idea to try this place for their first date. As much as he was uncomfortable at the pop-up restaurant at the beach, he doesn't mind going to fancy places either. Like the one he chose for his bet. So I could see him picking this restaurant, especially if Lucy had talked about it beforehand, wanting only the best for her… She's worth the effort after all.

For all the humor in this scene, there's also a more serious side. Starting with Lucy who is ready to come clean right away… Which is quite the statement from her, considering how she used to refuse to even put a label on her previous relationships. And the implications behind this… She is fine with disclosing their relationship to their superior officers after only one date. One that they didn't get to finish. Her certainty in them is so precious. And Tim's face… There are so many different emotions here. But mostly, he's taken aback by her readiness. It's clear he isn't yet - but it doesn't mean that he is less committed. As unserious as his comments about Smitty or the 'ooohs' are, it does reveal underneath what his concerns are : gossip. That their colleagues would be talking about them. About Lucy. And that's quite telling that this was his first thought. Not the issue of the chain of command, not that it could be too soon...

And to be fair, Lucy isn't any more keen to face their colleagues' judgements. Hence her choice to go for a cover story. And this is such a good callback to her approach to their undercover op… The one that started it all. Tim's smile when she tells him her story… I do wonder if his mind went back to her previous cover story, the one that broke his brain… Either way, he is looking so proud. Both of them for that matter. That is, until Nolan comes over… They barely make it a few seconds before blowing it up. All it took was for John to say hi. That's it. They're so worried on getting caught that they end up raising suspicion. Luckily for them, he is just befuddled, wondering what they are even talking about. Their faces once they realise that he doesn't have a clue as to what's going on and they were giving themselves away… They are so transparent. These two are a complete disaster and I love every second of this.

#the rookie #chenford #chenfordedit #lucy chen #tim bradford #5.10 #Anatomy of a scene - Chenford Edition

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walshball · 7 months

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Good morning Walshball Nation here are my personal predictions for the England squad call up this afternoon. Any deviation and clearly Sarina has gone senile and they need to put me in as gaffer /s

1. Kirby’s BACK IN IT LADS. God we’ve missed her. Please Sarina, please. Super Fran Kirby is the spark we need, we’ve often felt a bit sluggish/hesitant in attack and that girl is absolute lightning. Give our strikers a kick up the arse.

2. Lucy in the squad but kept on the bench. Listen, I’m being realistic. Sarina will be calling Lucy Bronze to the England squad when she’s 45 and tracking back in a mobility scooter. And to be fair I think she’s got a lot to offer in terms of experience, morale, and guiding the younger players. A Jill Scott type figure. Emotional support animal. Whatever the fuck her and Keira Walsh have going on. Let her go on holiday to Belgium but LET THAT KNEE REST. I just know her physio has grey hair.

3. Obviously my dear sweet Mary Earps is number 1, as the rest of England’s keepers are deeply unserious individuals unfortunately. And none of them are getting any fucking minutes. Roebuck, girly, blink twice if you need help. This does make second and third keepers a tricky pick- I’d actually love a Keating call up, she’s so young but I think throwing her in at the deep end would be really good for her. Maybe Sandy’ll get a look in? Or maybe Hampton’s reign of terror continues, idk. GK Union looking like Game of Thrones atm.

4. Some fresh blood. Look, if we’re going to let Aunty Lucy have some time in her deckchair we need something a bit zippy on that right wing. I’m talking Le Tissier minutes, I’m talking Charles minutes. But mostly Le Tissier. Let that girl commit GBH against some Belgians and somehow avoid bookings bc she’s just a big ole sweetie. Scary player. Come to Arsenal.

5. The Old Favourites- can’t lie gang, Mead’s just not ready. She saved our arses on Sunday for sure, but for her second match after injury to be an international fixture is too much. MAYBE a super sub? Idk I’m hesitant. Let her ease back in. I would fucking LOVE, and I mean LOVE, for Nobbs to be in this squad, and to start, and to score a goal and for everybody to say “wow Jordan Nobbs we forgot how good you are and we’re sorry you got left out in the cold”. She needs a win. Heartbreaking to see a good player just continually get forgotten about, SARINA. But then I’m not sure it’s too likely, seeing as she’s somehow not even getting good minutes for fucking Villa. Maybe if you put her on you wouldn’t have 0 fucking points?? Just a thought Carla! Just spitballing here! #JusticeforJordan #NobbsNation

Nothing else will really be in contention because Sarina only plays the same 11 anyway. Maybe Toone gets benched because she’s having a mare this season. Who can say. Either way I’ll be drinking.

#engwnt #lionesses #mary earps #lucy bronze #keira walsh #leah williamson #alessia russo #ella toone #millie bright #just a little thinkpiece from yours truly #I hate this game I love this game

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adanseydivorce · 3 months

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🔥 anything tsc related

the biggest problem with Queen of Air and Darkness to me is that it really should have been two books. I really enjoy the grief exploration in that book in the wake of Livvy’s death felt cathartic to me on reread and I find Julian’s switch-off arc in relation to that fascinating. I enjoy Thule in terms of how it ties into the main arc with the blackthorns although I’m not crazy about the twp set ups from it. Basically there’s quite a bit in that book I do like but as a finale it’s rushed and disappointing. I also do think either Julian or Emma or both dying would have made the ending slay and I say this as someone who clearly looooves them both and Blackstairs (considering how much I love blackstairs as it is think I would be even more insane about it if we got full tragic potential realized).

Grace x Lucie is thee toxic yuri dynamic in tsc and I think ya’ll are cowards for not paying attention to it. Literally the only reason I would reread tlh is to write fic about them ChoI era because someone should.

on a related note Lucie Herondale reads as a lesbian to me, she says at one point she’s never been attracted to a boy other than Jesse who is kind of a phantom she can make into whatever she wants / project storybook romance tropes onto in a sense for most of the books and she reads as more attracted to Cordelia with the whole ‘Beautiful Cordelia’ fanfiction and like I said her most interesting dynamic with the most chemistry is her and Grace, so yeah I get comp het vibes personally I know that’s my subjective read.

I’m pretty neutral on Clary sometimes I really liked her sometimes I was frustrated by her but I do think this counts as unpopular since most either hate or love her. I do think she falls into the 2010s heroine who is written to have an overly romantically focused arc but all her interesting bits of characterization are about tangential platonic dynamics that the author doesn’t care to elaborate on much… but also this could be an ungenerous or overly generous assessment since it’s been years since I touched og tmi. I do side eye some people for giving Jace a lot of grace to be ‘complex’ and process his trauma and be dismissive of how much she goes through in the books ( I kind of hate Jace. without nuance)

I think I deserve one on one Tessa and Julian interactions in twp, not for any logical reason I just think I deserve it since they’re my two favorite tsc characters. And there’s a lot of fan service in recent tsc anyway… let me have this.

Kieran is overrated I don’t dislike him and enjoy him in the context of Kierarktina and as a foil to Julian, but I don’t fervently love him the way a lot of people do. (I also really disliked his fandom when the tda books were coming out so that might influence this).

I want Thule! Emma to come into play in twp … I’m very interested in the idea of her in the aftermath of Thule Julian and Sebastian’s deaths. I had an idea for a fic about her but didn’t write it partly because of laziness partly because I felt I’d have to go back to tmi to remember endarkened lore for that.

Grace Blackthorn discourse was kind of unserious… not because I don’t think people can have valid reasons to dislike her obviously those exist. What she did to James was sexual assault and of course fans who hate her for it are valid. But I COULD NOT with some of statements about her especially on twitter that were like ‘well if she was a Male Character ya’ll would never forgive her and she would never get a redemption arc she only does cause she’s a pretty white girl’ like GORL. GORL what universe are you living in what paranormal/fantasy media do you consume and engage in fandoms for if you think that a male character who does a nebulous magical consent violation is going to get Less grace (no pun intended) from the narrative and fandom than a female character and would NEVER get a redemption arc. I can’t even ya’ll are dumb. If I’m being really generous maybe they just don’t read/watch a lot of paranormal media other than tsc because otherwise I…

Thanks for the ask <3

(send me a 🔥+topic/fandom and I’ll give some unpopular opinions)

#asks #tsc #tda #tlh #tmi #chaosandtwo #mutuals #sa mention #sorry but me as someone who blogs about TVDu reading that: you have to be Kidding me 😭#more like if she were a man she would have ended up with the love interest she violated and gotten everything she wanted #s speaks

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dammarchy211 · 10 months

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Tell me ALL your Lucrecia Mux headcanons

OKAY YEAH LUCY

I am a Otto/Ford/Lucy in a line like that enjoyer, as well as a Lucy/Cassie enjoyer tbh. She’s just the funny bi grandma to me<3. I headcanon that she is just a somewhat unserious person in her day to day. She loves making jokes and finds things very funny easily. Which is one of the reasons Ford and her got together eventually because he loved making her laugh!! She’s still like that as an old person but in more of a cooky grandma way. This is in part why her and Lorenza (Dona mom oc) don’t get along lmaooo

#thedamtalkingtag #psychonauts #lucrecia mux #psychonauts lucrecia #psychonauts nona #psychonauts headcanons

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icedcoffeeandsunshine · 1 year

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Could you do a sting eucliffe character analysis?

hello and yes ofc i can! i’m so sorry this took so long to respond to, i’ve had board exams so it’s a little bit all over the place 😅 but i hope you like!

Sting Eucliffe Character Analysis - Requested

CANON ANALYSIS

one word to describe this man ; COCKY.

but sliightly lesser so after the events of the grand magic games.

sting is definitely sometimes overconfident and arrogant however he does have an insecure side to him, as seen specifically during the alvarez arc. from believing in fighting to win, after the gmg arc, sting has been influenced to fight for his comrades and not just for the sake of that sense of victory. he also has seemingly gotten rid of his sadistic side (displayed when minerva beat lucy). throughout the anime, it’s made clear that he’s developed a caring, empathetic, protective and cheerful nature towards others and also feels a sense of responsibility as the master of his guild.

MY HEADCANONS FOR THEM

in my version of events, rogue becomes guild master instead of sting, i really feel like sting wasn’t fully mentally prepared for the responsibilities and the challenges that come with holding that title.

or maybe both become co-masters, to balance it out?

sting doesn’t like wearing full shirts (like fully covered) simply because he feels hot (temperature wise) in them, so he wears crop tops

a modern au! one is people come up to him randomly on the street and ask if he’s a kpop idol because dude literally looks like one

OH a cute one is that sting has an earring collection for his piercing but the crystalline one was a gift from weisslogia so that’s why he wears that specific one most of the time (fav one tbh)

i think sting either has some sort of adhd or is just hyperactive in general honestly

in my version of events yet again, sting is not natsu 2.0 because he’s taller one natsu is enough

i don’t think i have much for him? more so for rogue honestly, i find him to be much more interesting (don’t @ me i have a thing for broody dark haired emo-ish men)

STING IN LOVE + FRIENDSHIP

since sting is kind of insecure, i think he’s gonna have some form of communication or commitment issues simply because of his negative thoughts (“everyone’s gonna leave me one day etc”)

his love language is definitely words of affirmation

i think he’d be super protective of his loved ones

again, the insecurity plays in with when someone he loves gets hurt, he’d blame himself for not protecting them or not being strong enough to protect themselves

otherwise, this man is quite confident and low-key horny most of the time

ithink he’s like a best-friend type of lover, in the sense that the relationship would be easygoing fun and serious but at the same time unserious if that makes sense

he is, and i know i’ve said this word 25757 times but COCKY however will be the softest, sweetest, most caring boy if he truly loves you.

WHO DO I SHIP THEM WITH?

though i definitely think minerva is attracted to women, stinerva as a ship kinda makes sense to me, it works wayy better than rogue and minerva. stingyu isn’t my cup of tea really.

stings heart yearns for natsu so honorary mention to stingsu here.

as for stingue, i can see the appeal but at the same time they just give me very brotherly vibes and as someone on tumblr mentioned (can’t remember the user) i ship stingue PLATONICALLY in a context that doesn’t stem from homophobia.

sting x gray is a funny crackship honestly.

but overall i don’t think i ship sting (atleast concretely) with anyone really. i forgot to mention in my headcanons but he really just strikes me as either aroace or demisexual/ demiromnatic or JUST simply not actively looking for a relationship or a partner.

PERSONAL OPINION ABOUT THE CHARACTER

it’s not that i dislike sting but i used to find him somewhat annoying and a rip off natsu and in some aspects, i still think the same but his character development was one of the better written ones in the series. personality aside, he’s one of the hottest characters in fairy tail. he’s not my favourite character but he’s not bad either? i just want him to not be natsu 2.0-esque honestly, that’s one thing i cannot get out of my mind.

#fairy tail #ahana writes #sabertooth #anime #fairy tail headcanons #sting eucliffe #ft sting #send anons #requests open #fairy tail fic #ft headcanons #dragon slayer headcanons #anti stingyu

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taylorkellyreporting · 1 year

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i hope no one minds if i liveblog this bitch: ncis: hawai’i from 1x15

been a hot minute since i’ve watched this show but i’m back 🫶🏻

— 1x15

gracie is being so rude to jesse ☹️

oh shit??

tennant better pick up her phone omg

WOAH

lucy facing her fear of the ocean for jesse 🥹 that’s family fr

aloe vera really can be used for anything damn

i bet the boat’s gonna be empty

well.

i feel like this rebecca woman is gonna have something to do with this..it seems like she’s hiding something

“if someone i knew were in trouble, i’d want you to be the one looking” 🥹

“not you” oh shit they’re probably gonna use grace against jesse

i knew that woman wasn’t telling the truth

WAIT JESSE STARTING THAT FIRE WAS COOL AS HELL

at least rebecca isn’t in on it

damn jesse got his ass kicked

“she’s mine” that had no business sounding hot

lucy and pike going with jesse aw🫂

tenant and jesse’s friendship is something that can be so personal

— 1x16

“i know a guy” and it’s gonna be his dad lmao

oof the fight between kai and his dad was rough

not daniel trying to control what college alex is going to…jane better shut that shit down

oh my God that kill was brutal

jane’s facial expressions while lucy’s snapping at kate are sending me

lmao poor kate she can’t win in this situation

kai’s being so damn obvious it’s only a matter of time before he’s caught

…or fired i guess lmao

i can’t wait for the chef to find out who kai really is

daniel being pissed that jane doesn’t know what’s going on is so stupid cause it’s not like he’s trying to tell her. he just magically wants her to know 🙄

“she doesn’t know you like i do” aw

DAD?!

that was insane

— 1x17

woahhhh

ERNIE???

poor kate she’s trying her best and i feel bad for her but i get where lucy’s coming from too

well shit

mike bowen?!

“sometimes there’s no nuance, it’s just right and wrong” hm i don’t think she’s just talking about the ransom anymore

OH SHIT

“what a jackass” ernie’s face pls 😭

kacy ☹️

“we were just about to rock” what the helldjgjgjfns

wow i didn’t see that coming

i love ernie so much 🥹

the hug aww

— 1x18

so i ended up having to watch the first part of the crossover cause i was hella confused 🙃 the og ncis isn’t actually that bad i’m kinda surprised

he’s GONE?!

lmfaoooo they didn’t even know about the rumors

matching tattoos 😭😭

this woman is terrible at her job

well his body’s for sure gone

i love jessica and ernie’s dynamic

this episode’s kinda boring

seems like whatever happened in orlando wasn’t as great as everyone’s making it out to be

— 1x18

“i haven’t had a baby in about ten years” “daniel, you never actually had a baby” pls 😭

oh no, alex :(

ernie’s so sweet, i love him

the hawaiian lion king?? 😭

PEPPER LMFAOOO

jane’s friendship with jesse 🥹🫶🏻

pepper’s so freaking cute

jane has really good kids, they’re so lovely

ernie loves lucy so much 🥹

lucy and jesse teaming up to tease kai pls

damn jane kicked ass

aww alex visiting his baby brother

kai and melanie are so cute

baby nate 🥹

— 1x19

what the hell?

lmaooo poor kai all he wants is to eat his sandwich

jesse looks so fine

lil wayne 😭

the woman’s probably holding blake hostage

oh lucy was gay panicking bad and kate loved it 😭

3 dead people?? what’s her issue…

his wife is dead ☹️

“because i loved you, kate” my God.

oh i love this for ernie

lucy’s def not over kate

lmao poor jane all she wants is a bath

i love kai so much he’s such a good guy

— 1x20 & 1x21

omg he stabbed him

jesse’s british accent is so bad pls

jesse sense? this show is so unserious 😭

“do you think these shoes go with this shirt?” “ the question is, do you?” lmaooo

pike’s so freaking funny

he meant a date 😭

oof kacy in this interrogation

i knew that wasn’t gonna end well

woahhh they both died? omg

these last two eps are kinda uninteresting

we deserved to see more jealous lucy before her and kate got back together

OH SHIT

“oh God, i wasn’t being literal” 😭

everyone cheering for lucy and kate aw 🥹🫶🏻

#ncis: hawai’i lb #ncis hawaii #jane tennant #jesse boone #lucy tara #kai holman #kate whistler #ernie malik #julie tennant #joe milius #alex tennant #jessica knight #nick torres #kacy #long post

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warrioreowynofrohan · 4 years

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Going to do a few non-Silm posts. In addition to Tolkien and many other authors, I’m also a fan of Austen and the Brontës, and what’s a blog for if not to talk about things you like?

Character Types in Jane Austen’s Novels

While many writers repeat character elements across their novels, Jane Austen does it to a higher degree than most. The major characters in her novel can be placed in several recurring character types, which remain highly consistent across books. However, she succeeds in doing this without repeating the same stories; the differences in her books come from the shades of the difference in the characters and the situations in which they are placed.

I’d say that there are two main female and three main male character types. (I’m going to cover Sense and Sensibility, Pride and Prejudice, Mansfield Park, and Emma. It’s been ages since I’ve read Persuasion, so I’m leaving it out.)

1) The first female character type is the witty, lively, opinionated young woman. This covers Marianne Dashwood, Elizabeth Bennett, Mary Crawford, and Emma Woodhouse. They are all intelligent; lively conversationalists with strong opinions and, often, quick wits in expressing those opinions; somewhat willing to challenge social conventions; and, on the whole, active and vigorous types. (Well, Marianne is when she isn’t moping.) Often, they are not quite so clever as they think they are.

2) The second female character type, in contrast with the first, is reserved, quiet, generous-spirited, responsible, dutiful, broadly convention-adhering, and with great - though rarely shown - depth of emotion. This is Elinor Dashwood, Jane Bennett, Fanny Price, and Jane Fairfax.

3) The first male character type is the romantic counterpart to the second female one: agreeable, well-meaning, but a little weak-willed or weak-charactered. The key examples of this type are Edward Ferrars and Mr. Bingley. Edward is strong-characteredin some respects (his refusal to abandon Lucy even at the cost of disinheritance) but weak-charactered in others: he develops a relationship with Elinor without telling her he is already engaged, and becoming engaged to Lucy is the first place was a foolish decision. Bingley allows his friends to convince him to break things off with Jane even though he genuinely cares for her.

4) The second male character type is the romantic counterpart of the first female one: reserved, intelligent, with high standards, quiet but deep-running passions and strong principles. This is Colonel Brandon, Mr. Darcy, and Mr. Knightly.

5) The final major character type is what I’ll called the Rake. Willoughby, Wickham, and Henry Crawford. Passionate, charming, shallow, superficially attractive, sexually unprincipled, and predatory. (Willoughby and Wickham also have histories with Brandon and Darcy in which they preyed on a female relative of the latter.) The second female character type is often at least initially attracted to this type: Marianne falls head-over-heels for Willoughby; Elizabeth is, initially, pleasantly flattered by Wickham’s attentions; and Emma flirts, albeit unseriously, with Frank Churchill, to the distress of many involved parties. Mary Crawford is the exception, as Henry is instead her brother, but the exception helps prove the rule - these two character types have some level of rapport in terms of personality.

Mentioning Frank brings me to our two edge cases. Frank is a combination of the first and third male types - he’s fairly shallow, careless, charming, but unlike the usual Rake characters he’s genuinely good-hearted, only somewhat weak-charactered, in line with the first male type. His romantic connections fit this combination: he flirts with Emma (and she with him), in line with the Rake type, but ends up with Jane Fairfax, in line with the first male type.

Edmund Bertram, I would say, is a combination of the first and second male types (hence his attraction both to Mary Crawford and later to Fanny Price - and theirs to him). He’s kinder and more easily empathetic than other characters of the second male type, but like them in being intelligent, determined, and principled.

As a result, it’s little surprise that many readers are invested in Mary and Edmund, because they’re not so far different from Austen’s succesful couples. It doesn’t hurt that some of Mary’s actions that are treated as warning signs - like criticizing her uncle for taking his mistress into his house while his wife (Mary’s aunt, who she was close to) was still there, or making jokes about church, or using amateur theatricals as an excuse to flirt - don’t feel very serious to the modern reader, and in the first case feel outright laudable. Plus she’s lively, witty, energetic - even kind, so long as kindness poses no real inconvenience to her. She is Lizzy Bennet without the morals, and Austen’s way of showing how necessary those morals are when her deeper flaws come to light (being fine with her brother seducing random women, abetting his attempt to break Fanny’s heart, hoping Edmund’s brother will die so she can be rich). And in another way, she’s a female Willoughby, torn between the prospect of a modest lifestyle with someone she has real feelings for, and the luxury, license, and wealthy lifestyle she’s accustomed to. Like Willoughby, she likely wouldn’t have been truly satisfied with either outcome.

These character types also illuminate why certain relationships don’t get off the ground. Henry Crawford is unsuccessful in charming Fanny Price because she’s the wrong character type for him - she doesn’t find superficial charm and flirtation attractive. But Austen also deliberately contrasts Henry with Darcy - he’s trying to win over a woman who dislikes him by changing his behaviour to amend the personality traits she dislikes, and he does a great favour for one of of her siblings, and he is notably courteous to her embarassing relatives even when they are crass. However, the entire feel is different. Darcy makes Wickham marry Lydia not to make Elizabeth feel indebted to him (as is the case with Hery getting Fanny’s brother promoted), but because he cares for her and doesn’t want her to be unhappy; he deliberately hides his intervention from her. (Also, Henry’s action costs him nothing.) And, just as importantly, Lizzy’s correct critiques of Darcy are founded on his snobbish behaviour; her aspersions on his fundamental character are proven false. Fanny objects to Henry’s bad character; no amount of charm can remove that complaint.

The second female type and second male type also seem to mesh quite well as friends: Elinor and Brandon develop a good friendship, and Mr. Knightley has a very high regard for Jane Fairfax. (These two are also my favourite non-canon pairings. I’m never really forgiven Emma for deliberately breaking up a nice couple who care for each other on the mere basis that the man *horror* works for a living. And I love Jane Fairfax and want good things for her.)

By playing with these character types, Jane Austen lets all her characters be foils for each other and allows the more subtle differences among characters of the same type to drive different directions of the plot.

#literature #jane austen #sense and sensibility #pride and prejudice #mansfield park #emma #characterization #character analysis

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figureofdismay · 6 years

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further Lucy/Flynn thoughts about ‘What Did Or Did Not Happen between 2.06 and 2.07′

none of this is me voting either way and honestly i’d be the most happy if the ‘nothing’ was ‘really nothing sexual happened, they just really connected on a personal level bc in some ways that’s the most meaningful thing that could have happened.’

but also consider a few things

Lucy does not seem to be shy about alcohol -- not in an unhealthy way at all, but also not like S1 Maggie Jordan, has one whole martini and starts giggling and slurring

see beers with the enemy~ in the 1880s, and grabbing a drink in Vegas while on the mission and not missing a beat, etc, she is not exactly a zero tolerance level girl you know

also they’re both perky, giggly and groggy but fully functional the next morning, not cranky and hung over

so we can infer that A) there was not really that much Vodka involved and B) neither of them were all stupid tipsy and unable to make clear decisions

i don’t think anything really happened, because i do feel like there would be an extra layer of furtive awkwardness involved, they were more like the elated/embarrassed reactions of spending all night talking with your new crush/best friend

on the other hand if we’re talking about Flynn respecting Lucy’s agency and choices, i’m not so into over-romanticising the idea that Lucy made a pass and Garcia turned her down because she was too upset and confused to know what she wanted.... because after a certain point that trope goes from decent respect back around to ignoring a woman’s sexual agency all over again

i could buy him turning her down because his feelings are serious and he doesn’t want to get pulled into something unserious, plus potentially awkward and difficult for him to compartmentalize with her while Lucy’s feelings for him aren’t quite in the same place as his.

I can’t buy him turning her down because he thinks she doesn’t know her own mind, wants and needs, or because he thinks having desires that aren’t necessarily attached to deep romantic commitment is a sign of confusion and distress, or that acting on those desires out of a need for comfort would be weak or wrong or cheapening in some way.

maybe some of that talking late into the night was talking about those very things, potentials and feelings and attractions, leading to that very charged, chemistry laden, giddy stumbling atmosphere the next morning

or maybe they didn’t really do much talking because they were too busy doing other things ;)))

i don’t really believe that, but i also do, but also i don’t...

what I specifically don’t want to picture is a scenario where the “we both want this but, i the noble man, don’t think you know your own mind” trope. But knowing Flynn i don’t think that happened ;)))

#i picture a lighter variation of Mulder and Scully at/after the Lone Gunmen’s Solstice Party atmosphere from Parabiosis by Penumbra #which is to say highly charged and silly but also probably some crying but also just *handwaves*#garcy #lucy x flynn #character theory: flynn #character theory: lucy

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ghostbustermelanieking · 7 years

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fate

summary: Thirty-two years of sisterhood sounds like forever, she thinks, but is is not enough.

sort of post ep for paper clip. part of my series of fics i’m writing as i rewatch the x files.

“I think it's about something we have no personal choice in. I think it's about fate.” - Fox Mulder, 3x02 Paper Clip

1964

They've discussed names, a little unseriously. Bill had insisted that it would be another boy, so they had agreed unofficially on Charles. (He liked to name the children after family members; there was Billy, and then Melissa was after his mother and Charles after his father. But they hadn't discussed girl names.)

“I liked that one name you suggested,” Bill offers the next morning. They know the routines of early parenthood well, but he is no less fascinated by the baby, moving his fingers through the sunlight for her to track. “What was it… Dana.”

Maggie smiles; Dana was her favorite of the considered girl names, but she'd figured Bill would never go for it since it wasn't traditional. “Dana Katherine,” she offers, stroking her daughter's downy red hair. The baby snuffles, turning her face into Maggie’s shoulder. “For my grandmother.”

They take the baby home after a few days. Bill goes in first - wisely enough, Missy and Billy tend to be rambunctious, especially right after breakfast. Maggie’s mother has been staying with them, and she embraces Maggie at the door before leaning over the baby carrier. Missy and Billy leap at her before their father stops them. “Go and sit on the couch,” he says in that kind but stern way he has. Billy sticks out his lower lip and stomps over to the couch. Bill scoops up Missy and sets her next to her brother; she swings her legs in excitement.

The kids have been arguing for a few weeks now about whether or not the baby would be a brother or a sister (Billy in favor of the former and Missy of the latter). Maggie opts to sit between them with the baby in her arms so they won't come to blows over who was right. “Kids,” she says. “This is your new sister, Dana.”

Billy pouts, flopping back against the back of the couch, and Bill and her mother swoop in to scold him. But Missy is intrigued, crawling closer to get a look. Dana half-dozes, tiny hands waving in the air. Missy pokes her foot. “Day?”

“Dana,” Maggie corrects, amused. “Don't poke her, sweetie, you have to be gentle.”

Melissa reaches for the baby again, and Dana catches her sister's finger in her little hand. “Day,” she says, satisfied.

1969

The baby is too little to play with Billy yet, so Dana shifts back and forth between her siblings, an ambassador of some sort. She's big enough to be some fun, so Billy takes her on some of his self-professed adventures and brings her back with scraped knees that her dresses don't hide. Others, he insists on going on by himself so Dana ends up back in their room, begging Missy to come play. Most of the time she will.

They have “sides” in their bedroom, made clear by the stark difference between them. Dana listens to their parents when she's told to keep her room straight and Melissa doesn't, so her side of the floor has permanent piles of dolls and stuffed animals. Her bed is always a rumpled tangle of quilts and sheets; when they make a fort out of blankets and kitchen chairs, Dana always gets the blankets from Missy’s bed.

Missy is less wild than their brother; she likes to play make-believe. She helps Dana learn to spell big second grade words. Maggie keeps Dana’s hair cut short (and always neat, except for the times she goes to play outside with Billy), but Missy grows hers long so she can feel it blow out behind her in the wind. (She insists, whines at the sight of scissors.) It is always knotted and a pain to brush; their mother encourages her to cut it, and she always refuses.

Dana gets into a fight with Billy and Missy helps her hide the rabbit Bill is threatening in a lunch box. When she finds it dead two days later, Missy helps her throw a funeral. They bury it under their mother's rose bushes, and Missy scatters a handful of petals over the dirt.

One Saturday, Maggie finds them in her bathroom playing with her makeup. Dana is sitting on the closed toilet, shorts and a Band-Aid on her knee, whining as Missy pokes at her face with a mascara brush. Missy has already transformed her own face, as well as gotten into her closet and stolen several scarves that she’s woven around her dress. Maggie laughs until she cries before washing their faces and sending them to their room for a time-out.

1972

The day Dana turns eight is cloudless and sunny, stunningly cold for California, even in February.

After school, Missy dares her to race home. “We have something to show you,” she whispers seriously. “Billy said you were old enough.” Dana runs fast enough to beat her home, shoes scuffing the new pavement and lunch box banging off of her leg.

Missy and Billy lead her up into the woods behind their house, so far that Dana’s fingers grow numb from the cold, but she doesn't say anything from the fear that Billy will proclaim her too little and make Melissa take her back. Finally, they reach a little stick structure with what looks like a handmade sign stuck between the sticks. “Billy carved it himself,” Missy tells her.

Billy stands beside the fort with his arms crossed in front of his chest, spine straight like their father and the naval men he brings home for dinner sometimes, a proud twelve. “I made the fort, too,” he says. “Missy didn't help, she just found me out here and I made her swear not to tell.”

Missy scowls at him, sticking her tongue out. “But I come out here now, too, and now that you're eight, you're old enough.”

Awed, Dana steps closer to the little fort, reaching out to touch the floral sheet as a makeshift door. “Does Mom know you stole a sheet?” she asks slyly.

“No, and you better not tell her,” Billy says sternly, in his best imitation of their dad. Except their dad would never steal one of their mother’s sheets to use as a door for a fort.

“Shut up, I won't!” She glares fiercely up at him, feeling smaller than usual.

“You can't tell Charlie, either, he's too little, he won't keep it a secret,” Melissa says seriously. “Go check it out, Day, it's really neat.”

Dana grins, drops to the ground (even though she knows her mother will kill her for getting her dress dirty) and crawls inside. It is cool and dark in the fort, shadows on the wall that look almost scary, and a pile of pilfered stuffed animals and toy soldiers and Billy's B-B gun. Dana smiles. Billy grabs the gun and stalks away from the fort, but Melissa crawls in beside her, smiling back as she sits across from Dana and shows her the games they've stuck up here; being in the fort together is companionable, a secret.

1978

The most rebellion on Dana’s part comes from taking the long way home from school and taking a few hours longer than necessary, or sneaking out to smoke pilfered cigarettes on the back porch. (Missy can see the brief flicker of light, the red glow, outside her window.) She is testing her boundaries, but when it comes down to it she's still a baby. She still reads under the covers with a flashlight, for God's sake. Melissa waits an hour after bedtime, looking for a muted flashlight beam or for her footsteps across the rug. Silence. She slips out of bed, still fully clothed, and rummages for her shoes on the dark floor. She ties her hair back before tiptoeing across the room and opening the window.

A light shines in her eyes. “That's really dumb, you know,” Dana says with a sense of self-satisfaction in her tone.

Melissa makes a face at her, shielding her eyes with her hands. “You should be a cop, Dana, you're very good at pretending you're in charge.”

“I'm just saying it's dumb,” she says, very matter-of-fact. Dana is a very self-righteous fourteen, and it is annoying as hell. The light bounces off her braces as she sets it in her lap. “Billy never sneaks out.”

“Billy's a kiss-up, and it's not as if I'm not careful. I never sneak out when Dad's home.” Melissa keeps her voice to a whisper, even though their mother can sleep through anything. “Besides that, your little cigarette habit hardly makes you Little Miss Responsibility.”

Dana blushes bright red. “That's… different.”

“Suuuuure,” Missy says at length, grinning at her little sister. Dana doesn't smile back, flipping the flashlight on and off. “It's just a party,” she adds. “I'm meeting Lucy around the corner and she's driving, she doesn't drink or anything. I'll be back by one. You should come, you might have fun for once.”

“I'll pass,” she mumbles, tossing the flashlight down beside her on the bed.

Missy heaves a dramatic sigh, opening the window a little. “Whatever you say,” she groans, hooking her foot in the crook of two tree branches. She looks back to Dana on her bed, bright hair swishing around her face. “You're not gonna mention this to Mom, are you?” she asks cautiously.

“Not if you don't mention the cigarette thing,” says Dana. Missy snickers, and she lobs a pillow at her head. “Shut up, I didn't know you knew.”

“Consider yourself before you lecture others, little sister,” Melissa says, placing her other foot on the branch and poising herself to swing out.

“I just worry about you.” Missy positions herself in the tree before looking back at her sister. Dana is resting her chin in her hands. “Haven't you heard about some of those kids? Bad things could happen.”

“Bad things can happen everywhere, Day,” she says. “Quit worrying so much.”

1980

Their father buys Melissa a car before she leaves for college - a rusty old Volkswagen that seems to fit her. She's delighted with the car, driving Dana and Charlie down to the coast two days before she leaves. Charlie throws rocks into the ocean in the quiet way he has about him. Dana gathers shells as she trudges behind her sister up and down the sand. “You should take some with you,” she offers sheepishly, writing the beginnings of her name in the sand with her big toe (D-A…).

Missy laughs and tousles her hair. Dana glares at her from under a loose strand hanging over her eyes. “You're such a sap, Dana,” says Missy. “Here, give me one.”

The three of them trail barefoot up the beach, scattering tiny particles of sand along the upholstery, and blast the radio on the way home.

Dana helps her pack that night, folding clothes methodically and putting them into suitcases. She's inherited their mother's neat packing skills. “You can't keep all that, you know,” she tells Melissa, who is digging through flowery-handwritten school notebooks and notes her friends passed.

“Watch me,” Missy taunts and Dana rolls her eyes. She grins; she's going to miss her sister trying to boss her around. More importantly, she's going to miss actually bossing her around. “Are you going to miss me when I'm gone?”

“Of course not,” Dana says slyly. “I'll get the room to myself.” She bursts into giggles when Missy lobs an English notebook at her head.

1986

Dana vanishes to the roof sometime after dessert. Melissa goes upstairs to find her. “It's too cold to sit out on the roof like we used to as kids,” she says, sticking her head out into the November-in-Maryland cold.

Dana looks grumpy, holding a cigarette in one hand. “Thanksgiving is overrated.”

“Believe me, I know, but something tells me you're not in the mood for a rant.” She crawls out onto the roof. “What's up?”

“Stress.” Dana takes a drag on her cigarette. “Med school, and whatever the hell is going on between Dad and Charlie…”

“He just skipped Thanksgiving, it's not the end of the world,” Melissa says.

“Mom says tension was building before he even left for college.” Dana exhales, smoke leaving her mouth in a thin rope.

“You're in med school, Day, you should know better.” Missy waves a hand at the cigarette.

Dana makes a face. “There's a lot of potential retorts to that, but I won't bother.”

“Good. You know I can beat you in an argument.” Melissa smirks. Dana sticks out her tongue like they're children again, stubs her cigarette out on a roof tile. “C’mon inside, little sister,” Melissa adds, crawling across the roof. “We're too old for this, and I doubt you want Mom to catch you smoking.”

Dana follows her across the sloped surface. She spent the last half of her teen years on the roof, is an expert at navigating them. “Oh, I don't think we could ever be too old for this.”

1993

“You're telling me a parasite almost ate your brain while you were trapped in the fucking Arctic?”

“First of all, it was Alaska,” Dana says matter-of-factly. “And second of all, it wouldn't have eaten my brain if I'd been infected. It would've made my actions more erratic, making me a danger to myself and others.”

Melissa shudders. “Sounds horrific.”

“I've stopped expecting anything else from this job.”

She smirks at her sister across the table. “Sooo… any steamy moments with that partner of yours?”

“For the last time, Missy, it's not like that,” Dana says, frustrated.

“No cuddling for warmth?” she asks innocently. “No lingering touches?”

Dana’s cheeks pink in a way that shows her bluff. “Don't be ridiculous. We were on the brink of death and didn't know who to trust in freezing weather. That's about the furthest thing from romance.”

“Ahh, near death experiences,” Melissa says dramatically. “They ruin everything.” Dana rolls her eyes, punching holes around the rim of her coffee cup with her thumbnail. “Seriously, Dana, you have to stop almost dying on us. What would I do without our cigarette-on-the-roof tradition every holiday?”

“Our more festive of traditions,” Dana deadpans.

Missy laughs. “Maybe I should cast some sort of protective charm on you,” she says, half-joking - she knows exactly what her sister thinks of stuff like that.

“Maybe you should. Mulder would love that.” Dana smirks. “Near slips like this are part of the job, but sometimes I envy your nice and easy, non-life threatening job.”

“I have a feeling we're both exactly where we need to be in the world,” Melissa tells her seriously.

“Fate? Destiny? If that's telling me I'm going to go to a liver-eating monster, then I'll pass.”

“I thought you caught that guy.”

“We did. It hasn't gone to trial yet, and Mulder says our case is weak.”

“Oh, great.”

Dana rests her hand on her cheek, looking like she's lost in thought. “At least Mom and Dad will have you,” she says. “If something were to happen to me.”

Melissa believes in fate, but she also believes in her sister. “Don't be ridiculous, Day. Nothing’s going to happen to you.”

1996

Her nightmares are haunted by bloodstains on the floorboards and an empty hospital bed. Scully wishes she believed in ghosts, because if she did she'd ask for Mulder to come summon up Melissa. She needs to see her one more time, to apologize.

She drifts to her sister's funeral, holding onto her flowers as some kind of an anchor. Some cousins drift around, offering condolences to her; they probably don't know she's the reason Melissa’s dead. Charlie doesn't show. Traitor, she thinks, furiously. Mulder lingers awkwardly on the edge. She doesn't know why he's here, he only met Melissa a few times. Maybe it's a thank you for going to his father's funeral. He approaches her once and gives her a hug but doesn't hover, leaves after the service. Scully sits alone and stares at her knees. Tear droplets fade into her dress, unseen.

When they were kids, Melissa helped her bury her pet rabbit in the backyard. She'd scattered rose petals over the grave. Scully pulls a handful of petals from her bouquet and scatters it over the coffin. She trails back into the funeral home silently. She has no idea what to say. The wake is at her mother's house. She sneaks up to the roof but doesn't light a cigarette. She sits alone until she gets too cold. Her dress rips when she climbs back inside.

Scully goes back home and climbs onto the couch without changing. She twists her cross between her fingers. Its twin is six feet under right now. She watches the spot where Melissa fell and waits for her ghost. Thirty-two years of sisterhood sounds like forever, she thinks, but is is not enough.

#xf rewatch #xf fanfic #i wrote this

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mdye · 7 years

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Senate Majority Leader Mitch McConnell endorsed an unconventional candidate for FBI director on Tuesday: Merrick Garland. McConnell told the press that the DC Circuit Court of Appeals judge, whose nomination to the Supreme Court was killed by McConnell last year, "has a deep background in criminal law," and stated that he's recommended Garland to President Trump.

McConnell wasn’t the first Republican to tout Garland for the joy. Sen. Mike Lee (R-UT) offered the bipartisan-sounding suggestion on Thursday, telling Fox News, "I would imagine that this might be a post that might interest [Garland] and it might be a post that he could serve in very effectively. This is someone who has a lot of bona fides as a prosecutor, he’s a prosecutor’s prosecutor, and he’s someone who’s got likely allies as a potential FBI director nominee in both political parties."

Lee elaborated on the idea on Twitter, adding that he thinks Garland’s appointment would eliminate the need for an independent prosecutor looking into Trump’s Russia ties: “Instead of a special prosecutor, @realDonaldTrump should nominate Merrick Garland to replace James Comey.”

His Democratic colleague, Sen. Amy Klobuchar of Minnesota, quote-tweeted Lee, adding, “Good idea @SenMikeLee. Former prosecutor Merrick Garland for FBI Director is great idea. Need special prosecutor too.” Connecticut Democrat Richard Blumenthal said he’d support Garland (though he doubts Garland would want the gig), and Vice President Mike Pence and White House Counsel Don McGahn are reportedly on board too.

To be clear, Garland is more than qualified for the job. As Geoffrey Stone, a liberal University of Chicago law professor who floated Garland’s name Tuesday night, notes, Garland worked for three years as assistant US attorney in DC, where he worked on the drug case against Mayor Marion Barry; did a stint in the independent counsel's office during the Reagan administration; and served for four years in the Clinton Justice Department. He supervised the Unabomber and Oklahoma City bombing cases. That's a very similar background to Comey (a US attorney turned deputy attorney general), and to FBI Director Robert Mueller before him (also a US attorney, and an assistant attorney general for the Criminal Division).

One could imagine Garland seeing the overwhelming bipartisan support for his selection and deciding that it was his duty to accept.

He should not.

He should look at the angel on his shoulder telling him to accept the president’s call to serve and then grab and strangle that angel to death. This is an insulting Republican ploy and Garland should be smarter than to fall for it.

If Garland were to accept, he would still serve under a president who has shown himself to be willing to fire FBI directors who displease him for whatever reason, and to manufacture a pretext that such a firing is for cause. Why would Garland ever agree to work under such a condition?

More to the point, why would Garland give up a lifetime judgeship and help move the second most important court in America — a court that handles countless regulatory and national security issues emanating from Washington and is currently considering a case on EPA climate regulations that are crucial for the future of the planet — substantially to the right? Why would he fall for these extremely obvious Lucy/Charlie Brown/football hijinks?

As Slate’s Dahlia Lithwick put it, “Garland probably won’t want to give up his lifetime tenure as the chief judge of the second-most important court in the land, and surely the most significant bulwark against Trump administration overreach, in exchange for a 12-minute gig on The Apprentice before he uses the wrong color highlighter and gets fired by a crazy person.”

It turns out, per the Atlantic’s Garrett Epps, that Garland could theoretically take the job without resigning his judgeship. That would certainly be a fun and wacky situation. But the FBI needs a full-time director, and it’s all but inconceivable that Garland would accept the job without resigning from the court.

Sen. Sheldon Whitehouse (D-RI) saw through this gambit right away. Per my Vox colleague Jeff Stein on the Hill, Whitehouse rolled his eyes when told by a reporter that Garland had been floated as Comey's replacement. "I don't want to change the balance of the DC circuit over this," Whitehouse said. Sen. Brian Schatz (D-HI) put the objection in GIF form:

On Merrick Garland for FBI head, this seems...unserious. http://pic.twitter.com/5q3JsFDjUO

— Brian Schatz (@brianschatz) May 11, 2017

Conn Carroll, a spokesperson for Sen. Lee, insists this has nothing at all to do with a Republican desire to stack the DC Circuit Court of Appeals with conservatives. "He has the reputation necessary to restore trust in the FBI. This is not about the DC Circuit," Carroll told Fox News, because he apparently thinks you’re stupid.

If Republicans had a genuine desire to reach across the aisle for a respectable Democrat capable of leading the bureau, there are any number of other people they could choose. They could pick Obama's Assistant Attorney General for the Criminal Division, Leslie Caldwell, or her predecessor Mythili Raman, or Obama's Assistant Attorney General for Justice Programs Karol Mason, who now runs John Jay College of Criminal Justice in New York. They could push Trump to put aside his pride and pick Preet Bharara, the US attorney for Manhattan whom Trump fired for seemingly no reason in March.

It’s curious, then, that Lee, with no desire in his heart to change the DC Circuit, managed to overlook all of them and focus in on someone whose appointment would increase Republican influence in the judiciary. One can only ponder why.

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