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sage-green-matcha · 8 months

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Hi, doll!

Sorry to disturb you, but I had an idea for a request if that's okay! 💖

So, ethan landry x reader who was involved in the woodsboro massacre in 2022, and moved to nyc as anika's roommate, and ethan had an obsession with her and when they eventually get together, she stays at his and finds a gf mask, knife and costume in his closet, and she confronts him. You can choose the ending!

Sorry if I disturbed you, I love your writing 💗💗

FRIEND - ETHAN LANDRY 🫧

“And I hate the way you love me and I hate that I still care. Funny how you feel like we would ever talk again, how could you think I'd be your friend?” - Gracie Abrams

Content includes: gf!Ethan, Betrayal, angst, Halloween party! Mentions of blood!

A/n: I was listening to this song and realized how well it matched with this request! This is a bit fast paced so I’m sorry! I didn’t want it to be too long 😭🫶

"Anika! What are you wearing to the Halloween party?" Your voice echoed through the walkway of your dorm, Anika peeking out of the bathroom.

"A pumpkin!"

You cringed as you looked at the basic, green cheerleader outfit laid on your bed. You just sighed, slipping the tight green set over your body.

You rarely went to parties, but Chad insisted he had someone he wanted you to meet. He didn't leave you alone until you finally said yes.

And you knew he'd show up at your door with the rando if you didn't show up.

"Is it giving the girl from murder party?" You asked as Anika peeked in your door, watching you apply a bold color to your lips.

"Yeah! Just make yourself a zombie"

As soon as you got to the house everyone went their separate ways. Your lipstick rubbed on the side of your red cup, smooth liquor running down your throat.

"Y/n! Hey!" Tara slipped her arm under you, balancing herself on your body.

"Well, you're fucked" You chuckled under your breath. She just shook her head, readjusting her bandana.

"Is Sam here?" You should've known better than to ask a dumb question like that. Sam would never be caught at a house party, especially not after what happened last year.

"No, never" She poured herself a shot, pulling away from you before she waved, walking away with a smile.

You wandered around the house for a while, mostly trying to find the bathroom to fix your hair.

The air was hot and you could feel yourself start to sweat, getting slightly frustrated as you walked.

You passed through the heavily crowded hallway, your costume getting stuck on someone else's.

"Oh shit, sorry about that"

A pair of hands tugged on the green fabric of your skirt, unsticking it from a sharp piece of cardboard and tape.

"Oh shit, you're Ethan right?"

He smiled at your words, nodding his head.

"Nice costume, Guess we're matching"

"What a coincidence"

But it wasn't a coincidence. Ethan knew what you were gonna dress up as. He had known for days, since the first time you went to the costume store just hours before this. When you were slipping the costume on.

He had been stalking you for weeks. Since the semester started he got closer to Chad just to get closer to you. This was just the first step in a master plan.

"So you two finally met! And you're wearing nerd costumes, great" Chad sighed as he rubbed his temples, hitting Ethan harshly on his back.

"This isn't a nerdy costume" You rolled your eyes as Ethan nodded, smiling to himself while trying to hold in his anger.

Every time he was with Chad it was like a ticking bomb. He was so excited to kill him. To get revenge and to take you away from him. Since Chad definitely had a little something for you.

He tried his best not to show how jealous he was when Chad wrapped his arm around you, dragging you to the kitchen to take shots.

You looked back at Ethan with a small smile, his heart beating faster as he waved at you.

For the next week, it felt like all you did was talk to Ethan. You would call for hours despite only having met him once before.

Ethan was excited, the plan was going better than he could've ever imagined.

The two of you shared a lot of similar interests, sure Ethan knew a lot of them already but he was surprised to see you enjoyed other things he enjoyed as well.

Your relationship slowly started to grow, becoming more than just friends after a while.

"Okay, that's enough" Mindy cringed as Ethan squeezed your waist, his smile pressed up to your neck.

"We might die and you two are basically fucking in front of all of us"

"We never say anything about you and Ani!" You furrowed your eyebrows, Mindy continuously shaking her head.

The night ended and you and Ethan were put on cleaning duty, and since you were such a good girlfriend you decided to clean his room for him.

It was always messy, with snack wrappers and empty water bottles covering his nightstand.

You dragged the trash can Into his room, handfuls of trash into the can.

"God Eth, your rooms a mess" You mumbled under your breath, shaking off his bedsheets.

Your eyebrows furrowed as you spotted a thin black cloth peeking from under his bed.

At first, you thought it was probably just a hoodie or something, but when you pulled it out you were more than wrong.

Your fingertips were stained with fresh blood, wiping it quickly on your jeans. The more you looked underneath the bed the more you found.

You finally screamed when you found a poorly cleaned knife in a ghost face mask, dropping the items in horror.

"Really, Y/n?" He sighed at the sight in front of him, your eyes blurry with tears.

"What is that Ethan? Why do you have that?"

"You weren't supposed to find out Y/n. I'm sorry, I really am"

You were confused at his words, backing up slowly until your body made a small thud against the wall.

"Are you gonna kill me?" Your voice hitched as he went to grab the knife on the ground, his finger gently tracing the blade of the weapon.

"I would literally never hurt you, Y/n. I'm protecting you. And I have been for months now"

His tone was distorted, getting more and more defensive with each step he took towards you.

You couldn't believe this was happening to you again. And the fact that Ethan was the one behind all of it broke your heart.

"It was innocent at first. But you were just so stubborn weren't you? Had to do some more research and find out what you were gonna be for Halloween"

You gulped, knowing the only person who knew your costume was Anika.

"You were stalking me?" You weren't crying anymore, instead you were angry.

You were so tired of the ghost face shit following you everywhere you went.

You showed him your stab wounds, not knowing he was probably gonna try to stab you right there again.

"It was Innocent...Y/n, please. I love you"

Your eyebrows furrowed, a scoff escaping your lips.

"You really think I'm still gonna be with you after this? Ethan, I'm not a criminal. I'm not like you. You were probably gonna kill me next! What is wrong with you? Why are you doing this?"

He gulped, tears forming in his eyes. He needed to cry, it was the only way to make you feel pity towards him.

But he should’ve known that would’ve never worked, especially not with you.

“Are you seriously fucking crying? Ethan, you’re a killer, you killed all those innocent people!”

Your lips quivered as you tried to hold back tears. You couldn’t cry, you needed him to know you weren’t scared. You were, but you only needed him to see your anger.

“That was my dad, it was Detective Bailey”

Your mouth dropped, rubbing your eyes as Ethan sat on the bed, sad while he watched you pacing around the room.

“You’re a fucking psychopath”

“But you love me” His words came out so confidently, your eyes giving him a stern and annoyed look.

But even under all of it Ethan could see the sadness and fear in your eyes, he knew he would get you back eventually. One way or another.

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cosmiclove-heavenstruck · 5 months

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#polls #music #noah kahan #stick season #stick season (we’ll all be here forever)#maisie peters #boygenius #ed sheeran #olivia rodrigo #holly humberstone #dermot kennedy #sam fender

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sonnetsoncanvas · 1 year

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Mess it up : pt 3

Summary: Years ago he had let you go for your own good. But this time, he isn’t sure he can

Part of the Mess it up series

Pairing: brother’s best friend rock star Bucky x fem reader (Steve’s sister) (dual pov)

Warnings: modern AU, angst, second chance, eventual smut, brothers best friend trope, implied cheating, self-deprecation, happy ending?

Inspired by: Mess it up by Gracie Abrams

Notes: This is the first time a fic has made its way from my laptop to the internet. So please be kind and do leave your feedback. Happy reading!

Chapter 3: I keep thinking maybe if you let me back in

Reader POV

Life was not fair. Never was to you. But that never seemed to faze you. if anything, that made you more resilient. Unafraid. Unbothered. Living in that small, noisy Brooklyn apartment, with a mother who worked herself to death trying to provide her children with a good life, a brother, the literal personification of sunshine, being picked on and bullied, tending to his bruises when he thought nobody’s looking.

It made you realise that the world is a dangerous place. It eats up those who stand unprepared. And so, you steeled yourself. Made yourself the most fearsome creature to behold in any room you entered. Your biting wit, your sass, you sharp intellect made you attractive to some, unappealing to many and untouchable to all.

There was only one who dared to play with the fireball that was Y/N Rogers. Only one for whom your guards went down. After all, if Steve trusted Bucky with his life, you could trust him with your heart. Right?

Turns out you couldn’t.

“This was supposed to be a temporary thing” he’d said.

“Do you really think I’m gonna take you home to my mother ? tell her you are what I want the Barnes legacy to continue with?” he’d sneered.

“Its time you go back to your dreams, and let me get on with mine.” He’d offered.

You never should have.

Bucky POV

Life was hilarious. Or at least it started seeming that way after years of neglect. He had everything a child could’ve wanted. All the toys in the world, the most expensive apparel, all the amenities a person could dream of. But the one thing he lacked was love. Pure genuine love.

His mother, The Winnifred Barnes of the upper east side, knew how to give birth to heirs, but did not have a clue about raising a child. Growing up in that negligent household, amongst people who were nefarious for being social climbers and gold diggers, little James soon realized that the only worth he has comes attached to his name. that no one would care for him if it weren’t for his billions.

But he was proved wrong when he met a lanky blond boy of Brooklyn at the music camp. It was there he shed the expensive cloak of James Buchanan Barnes and donned the dirty sneakers of Bucky. It was through Steve he recognised his own significance, that he could be something more than the well-groomed showpiece his family was expecting him to be.

And then he met you.

And it felt as if all his prayers had been answered.

You weren’t like Steve, not one bit. You were this fiery, self-assured human who could scorch the world with her brilliance. Unlike Steve, you were pragmatic. Unlike Bucky, you knew who you were and where you wanted to be.

And he fell for you. hard.

He borrowed some of your bravery, some of your light, and formed the Avengers with Steve, Sam and Wanda. He wanted to make something of himself to deserve you. to earn the jackpot that was your love.

However, for bucky, it seems happiness is always a temporary tryst. He tends to forget that.

Skiing was his passion. One of the many trappings of his privileged life that actually he enjoyed. It was the same passion that completely changed Bucky’s life. But unlike you, for the worse.

It was his own fault. No one else to be blamed. Had he heeded the weather warning, he wouldn’t be on that slope. he wouldn’t have been caught in that blizzard. He wouldn’t have lost his left arm.

When he regained his consciousness, the first face he saw was yours, streaked with tears, anguish in eyes.

You came there every day, sometimes under the pretence of dropping something for Steve, who refused to leave him alone, sometimes to fill in for his absence. The better bucky got, the more hopeful your eyes grew.

You’d altered everything to fit Bucky’s schedule. You worked late nights so that you could visit him in evenings after school, stopped going out with your friends to be with him instead. There were times you pulled an all nighter just so you could turn in your assignments on time.

He saw it all. The dark circles beneath your eyes, your tired face, the endless cups of coffee. It should’ve pained him, but the thought that you were there, to love him, to hold him, brought endless solace. and so he selfishly held on to you.

Until one day, Steve told him about your college acceptance letters.

“She got into Harvard Bucky! My baby girl in Harvard. Just think about that.” A hint of pride glimmered under his annoyance, “But she refuses to go. Says she cant leave Ma and I alone.”

“what ?!” Bucky had asked, guilt gnawing at him

“I mean Columbia is a decent school, but Harvard law?! It doesn’t get better than that. How far is Boston anyway?...”

Steve’s voice blended into the voices in Bucky’s brain. He knew the real reason behind your hesitation to go to Harvard was him. He remembered how excited you were when your adviser had confidently proclaimed that she is Harvard material.

And you were willing to let that go. For him.

Instead of joy, Bucky felt trepidation. Fear. Was this love? Or pity? Is this how the rest of your lives will be? You leaving things you love for his sake? And how long before you resent him? Hate him for all the opportunities you’d let go of for him?

How could he ever live with himself, knowing he was the anchor that was holding you back?

Bucky had resigned himself to live his life with his situation, but you didn’t have to. You , perfect in every way, intelligent, so beautiful that his heart ached.you should be with some one who deserved you. not him. Never him.

And so James Buchanan Barnes did something that was somehow more painful than ripping his heart out.

He let you go.

Reader POV

you woke up with a heavy head. It felt a lot like jet lag, except that it wasn’t. one did not get headaches by travelling from Boston to New York. One did, however get headaches after crying all night. Which was what you did last night.

It was embarrassing. Pathetic even. You thought you were over him, and all that it took was one glimpse of his to mess you up. You had a Suma cum laude from the most prestigious law schools in the world, scored job offers from the most esteemed firms, made grown men cower in front of in courtrooms, and yet, were drowning in a puddle of tears over a high school boyfriend.

To be fair though, your only boyfriend. After he dumped you, you swore off men, while he went on an array of affairs with so many women you lost count of it. The tabloids had always had a sweet spot for him. “The heartbreak prince” indeed. Its only that the prince did the heart breaking, not the other way round.

You ambled out of the bed and cleaned up. It was hours before your usual time, but well, its not as if you’re getting any sleep now, is it? Its better to get some coffee for your pounding head. Your interview was tomorrow thank heavens. There was no way you could’ve done it today.

A clattering of utensils startled you. there’s no way Steve was up this early. Your confusion was immediately clarified as you came across the very bane of your existence hunched in the kitchen.

You tried to turn back and leave as noiselessly as you could. You cannot endure this so early in the morning. You’d rather go out to get coffee, there must be some place open at the ungodly hour. Its New York after all.

He turned that very instant, as if he could sense you. his beautiful blue eyes widened as he took you in, as dishevelled and disoriented as you were. After a long minute he shifted his gaze from your face, looking everywhere but in your direction.

You were beginning to suspect that God was punishing you for all your years of antagonism.

“I was about to leave.”

His voice, his goddamn voice. Your heart had always been ready to race out of your chest and beat to the rhythm of his speech. It was ready to do that now.

Had human beings been able to survive without a heart, you would’ve had yours surgically removed ages ago. Stupid, bloody organ always getting you in trouble.

a wave of guilt hit you as he started for the exit. He had done the same yesterday, leaving moment you guys entered, Sam dragging him away to help him do something you don’t recall. He returned after you went to bed, whenever that was. And now this. It felt wrong that he was uncomfortable in his home. It wasn’t his fault that you weren’t over what he called “a seasonal distraction”.

“stay” you rasped; your voice too low to be heard. You tried again. “Stay, James.”

He stilled. Stood frozen on the threshold long enough for you to wonder if he’d fallen asleep standing up. And then he turned. His eyes full of something you were scared to decipher. The silence was too oppressive, even for you.

“we both know this would happen. We’re both adults, we can co inhabit a space without it imploding” your head was about to implode though, and not from the headache.

“yeah, right. Youre right.” He mumbled, still sticking by the door, which was a good thing because you needed coffee, and you were sure you couldn’t function properly with him in close proximity.

You turned towards the fancy coffee maker, which was far more advanced than the old spluttering relic that you had in your dorm. You fiddled with the buttons, trying to get it to work.

“here, let me.” He said, the low raspy baritone that made you shiver. You hoped he thought it was the morning chill.

He skirted around you to get to the counter, and yet his subtle smell plagued your senses. He turned the shiny knobs easily with his right arm, putting in a new filter and placing a cup near the nozzle.

“you still take your coffee black?”

The question, innocent at its core, jarred you. your ex remembering a small detail about your from years ago was not on your bingo card, but there you are.

“uh I umm, yes.” You internally cringed at the fact that you, the mock trial champion, was stuttering. He nodded slightly and continued.

“How can anyone like something like this?!” he gagged, sliding your cup over to you.

“that’s what you get for taking a sip without my permission Barnes.” You smirked, snuggling in his outstretched arms, ready to resume his favourite movie that you honestly didn’t understand. All you cared for was spending time with him, even if it was hidden in his apartment.

“Atleast add sugar to it doll. Its too damn bitter.” He coughed.

“I like it bitter.”

You jerked at the small beep from the machine. Your eyes involuntarily went to his, only to recognise the same surprise there, as if this conversation took him to some other. the very thought of it gave you hope, and hope, you’ve realised over the years, is the most dangerous thing.

You hastily grabbed the cup, too eager to end this interaction. His presence was triggering emotions you have avoided for too long.

In your hurry you toppled the cup over, its blistering hot content pouring out. But before you could feel the burn, a shiny metal gripped your wrist and tugged you away. You staggered and stumbled forwards, bumping into his chest.

It was you who froze this time. too incapacitated by his smell, his body, him to move. You felt him draw in deep breaths, his heartbeat audibly speeding up. you stayed there for god knows how long.

It was he who withdrew. Because of course it was. You regained your composure and jumped back, frightened by the comfort that had washed over you in that moment.

“Thank you.” you gasped, and bolted out of the room right that instant.

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes imagines #bucky angst #bucky barnes x reader #bucky fanfic #bucky headcanon #bucky imagine #bucky smut #bucky x female reader #steve and bucky #bucky x reader #bucky barns #bucky fluff #fanfic #avengers fandom

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hardbeingcasual · 1 year

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WHERE DO WE GO NOW? x fem reader

WARNINGS: Suicide, blood, angst, grief, Y/N mention

SUMMARY: After your boyfriend Henry takes his own life due to his brother Sam getting bit and turning, you struggle to deal with the grief as you have to leave both Henry and Sam behind.

notes: i’m not even going to lie i made this for me i LOVEEE henry , title is a gracie abrams song ⭐️ haven’t read over this so sorry if it suckssssss

update as of nov 2023 ….. gracie abrams is a Freakkk so pretend the title isnt her song…. i’m not removing it incase people wanted 2 come back to this so yeah

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You, Henry and Joel all wake up in alert as you hear screaming and snarling coming from the room Ellie and Sam had slept in the night before. Before you could even properly wake up Ellie comes running through, Sam on her tail, but it wasn’t actually Sam. He had turned into one of the infected. Your heart hurts at the sight of it.

Joel quickly tries to get the gun that was on the floor but Henry was quick and beat him to it, he aims the gun at Joel who tries to help Ellie, but then Henry shoots the floor. He then turns to his brother who was still trying to bite Ellie on the floor and puts the bullet right in his head. You flinch at the sound of the gunshot as tears brim at your eyes at the sight of the young boy lifeless on the floor.!

“Ellie, are you okay?” Joel pants as he stares at the young girl with concern, he tries to go forward to comfort her but Henry then aims the gun at him again.

“Henry—” You try to speak but Joel gives you a look that told you to stop.

“What did I do?” Henry mutters.

“Wha—What’d I do?” He stammers as he tries to process whatever just happened moments prior. “Sam.”

“Give me the gun,” Joel instructs, Henry does not. “Give me the gun.” Henry looks back at his little brother before raising the gun to the side of his head, “HENRY NO!” Joel shouts as Henry makes eye contact with you and pulling the trigger.

“NO!” You cry out as Henrys body falls to the ground. You feel sick to your stomach as you see the person you loved the most on the ground, lifeless and unmoving. You let sobs escape you as your shaking hands cover your face to hide yourself from the world.

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You stare off into the distance as you were sat next to the graves Joel had dug for Henry and Sam. You put your head on your knees as some tears escape your eyes at the thought of them not being here anymore. You hear footsteps behind you but you didn’t move an inch.

“Hey, Y/N,” It was Ellie. “We’re leaving.” She states.

Before Henry and Sam had passed, the three of you had decided you’d go to Wyoming with Joel and Ellie to Joel’s brothers. You didn’t even move an inch when Ellie had came over to you.

You could feel both Joel and Ellies stares on you but you didn’t care. All you wanted to do was wallow in self pity. “Just go. I’ll stay here, with them.” Ellie and Joel share a look. Ellie makes her way over to you and sits next to you, before wrapping her arms around you, in a hug. You let the young girl hug you as you were deep down the spiral of grief to care about anything going on at the moment.

Ellie breaks the thick silence, “I know what it’s like.” She pauses, as your head lifts from your knees to look at hers. Your blood shot eyes making contact with hers. “To loose someone you care about.” She finishes as she notices a stray tear that slipped out of your eye.

You let her words sink in, you look back at the graves. Henry’s. Then Sam’s. You sigh as you feel your lips start to tremble. “Let’s go then.” Your croaky voice breaks Joel and Ellie from their thoughts. “They wouldn’t want me sitting here like an idiot.” You say, looking down sadly down at the graves that held your boys. You grab your bag Ellie had brought over for you, launching it over your shoulder and walking west. Not noticing Ellie leave Sam’s little writing thing he used to communicate with those who couldn’t do sign language. The words Ellie had written on it were ‘I’m sorry’

tags @zndayacc

#henry tlou #the last of us #the last of us hbo #the last of us fanfic #joel miller #ellie williams #henry and sam #henry burrell #henry burell fanfic #sam and henry

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cypherverze · 1 year

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CHAPTER THREE

Hardest Part of Ending is Starting Again

an avengers x john wick crossover fanfic

You can access the previous chapter here: Chapter Two | Series Masterlist Access

PAIRINGS: avengers x teen!readers (platonic) , tony stark x niece!reader , john wick x daughter!reader , peter parker x female!reader

SUMMARY: After spending a day with Peter Parker, you had solidified the thought that you have indeed, a crush on Peter, but his words says otherwise. Meanwhile, Abram had already put out a contract for you, with a five million dollar bounty on your head, that is being taken care by an avid hater of your father.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: hello! if you had manage to get to this chapter, i just want to say thank you for showing an interest or liking my fic. i’m not sure how many chapters there will be, but i’m planning on incorporating as well the timeline from either far from home or no way home. i’m kind of happy that there is already a progress with peter! i’m sorry if there are typos, i usually write my draft in the middle of the night, i sometimes accidentally sleep on it and i wouldn’t notice the typos until i had them already posted. also, i have until monday to post some updates, bc after monday i’ll be busy again so updates will be slow.

i took some artistic liberties, some of the characters in the john wick franchise have limited backgrounds, so i made up some backgrounds for the characters so that some details would make sense.

REMINDER: this is purely fiction, i had made fictional connections so that my fic would make sense. i don’t own the characters that are originally in both franchises. please do not repost or copy my work in any way.

WORD COUNT: 4,570

WARNINGS: foul language, mention of guns and knives, death, and violence

DIVIDER BY: @delishlydelightfuldividers

You had been woken up by the alarm clock, quickly stopping it, you’re already used to waking up early because it’s your routine, and you just easily slipped into the routine. You opened your eyes and stared at the ceiling for a moment, it has been four days now since you started staying with your uncle and his team at their compound and had an encounter with Tarasov’s men. You had been cooped up in your room yesterday, double checking everything in your father’s briefcase.

You turned to your side and Koda was laying right beside you and you gently ruffled his head. You let out a sigh as you got up from the bed, causing Koda to do the same thing. You went out of the room with him and as you approach the common area, you saw that the team were all suited up, guessing that they had been called for a mission.

“Where are you guys heading off to?” You asked as you sat down on the couch and watching them.

“We got called for an urgent mission,” Your uncle replied, “Not sure how long it will last but don’t worry, we’ll be back in no time.” He smiled softly at you.

“Alright then.”

“Don’t worry about being alone, I called Peter and told him we’ll be gone for a while,” Steve smiled, “He’ll check up on you, so you have nothing to be worried about.” He added and you saw Sam playfully winked at you, he’s teasing you again.

You grabbed one of the throw pillows from the couch and chucked it at him with full force, it landed on the center of his stomach, and letting out a small wince due to the impact of your throw.

“Come on team, let’s go! Let’s not keep the quinjet waiting.” Steve said with a command.

Each of them hugged you goodbye, not missing a teasing wink from both Sam and Natasha. Tony was the last one to leave the room, he hugged you tightly.

“We’ll be home soon, try to stay alive by then. Okay?” He cupped your face, and gently nod at him.

“No promises.” He sighed and smiled back at you, leaving a soft kiss on your forehead.

“Go be a normal kid for once, spend some time with kids your age. Spend time with Parker and his friends, they’re good kids, alright? I gave him your contacts as well, I hope you don’t mind,” You nodded and made his way out of the common area, “Stay out of trouble! Keep the compound in one piece!” He yelled.

“Again, no promises!” You yelled back.

When they had all left, you are still seated on the couch. While the team are gone, you had given a thought of staying at the continental for the meantime, and maybe you should. You stood up and went back to your room, you had finally made up your mind that you’ll pack up and stay at the continental. While you were packing up some of your stuff, you noticed the blood oath marker on the desk, it’s your marker. The sun was shining on it, small metal round object glaring at you, waiting to be used at your disposal.

The markers are considered to be the ultimate last resort solution for any favor. You had never given your marker to anyone, not one person, ever since you started this kind of job. Truth be told, you never saw anyone worthy on giving your marker to, if you can get out of the situation on your own, you’d rather do that instead of asking someone for help and giving the marker in return for the help that they did for you. You had learned it from your father the hard way, when Santino D’Antonio had decided to pay him a visit. Your father had rejected the marker, so by rejecting it, Santino blew up the house. The bastard may have gotten a bit too far, but it’s his full rights to do so. A marker is no small thing, but your father rejecting one? Well, look at what happened.

Santino had helped your father on his impossible task, no matter how much you hated that guy, he’s one of the reason why your father had been granted his freedom and lived a peaceful live with you and your mom. You hate to admit it, but if it wouldn’t be for Santino’s help, your father would have been still with the Tarasovs, he wouldn’t have you and your mother. You had thought about it and the repercussions that small object would bring. You would like to label it as a blessing or a curse, depending on the given situation.

It’s a small thing, but it brings a lot of weight. As what they say, for a person to grant a marker to another, is to bind a soul to a blood oath. Dishonor the marker, you die. You kill the holder of the marker, you die. You run, you die. So whatever choices you make against the marker, the consequences are always the same. That leaves you no choice but to accept whatever task that the marker-giver had given to you. So when you know that you can compromise in a situation, you compromise. Instead of ending up owing someone a debt.

You grabbed the marker from the desk and sighed. You threw it in your bag, you are always bringing it with you. Even if you don’t plan on giving it to someone anytime soon, if it falls into the wrong hands, it could also bring repercussions. You double checked your things and zipped your bag close. You went to the bathroom to take a bath, then changed into some comfy clothes. You’ll be taking out Koda for a walk today before you leave.

“Ms. Jovanovich, Mr. Parker has arrived, and he’s looking for you.” Friday suddenly announced.

“Thanks, Fri. Please tell him that I’ll be out in a second.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

You grabbed Koda’s leash and attached it to him. You suddenly thought about who’ll watch Koda while you’re gone. The team’s gone and you’re gone, You suppose that the AI can watch it for the meantime? You kind of want to ask Peter, but crossed out the idea. You don’t want to bother him that much, and you guys had just met. You are in no position yet to ask any favors like this, and he lives with his aunt, who might or might not be allergic to animals, or maybe just not fond of animals in general.

You went out of your room with Koda and head to the common area, where you saw Peter waiting for you.

“Hi, good morning!” You cheerfully greeted him.

“Hi!” He smiled at you, kneeled down and ruffled Koda’s head, “He belongs to you? Saw him yesterday in the compound, spending time with Mr. Wilson.” He stood up.

“Yeah, he’s mine. Well technically, he’s my dad’s, but got the custody right after he passed away.”

“O-oh, I’m sorry.” He looked down.

“No worries, it’s been a long time.” You smiled softly.

“So what are your plans for the day?” He asked.

“I’m gonna go take Koda for a walk and drop by at the book store, wanna come?” You invited him.

“Sure!”

“You can leave your backpack at the couch,” He nodded, “Hey, Fri! Peter and I will be going out for a bit, we’ll be back soon!” You said.

“Okay.” The AI replied.

“Come on, let’s go.” You both made your way out of the compound.

You are both walking, side by side, with Koda leading the way. It’s just pure silence, none of you decided to speak, just listening to the buzzing noise of the city and the honking of the cars.

“There’s a good book store few blocks away frow here.” Peter said.

“Oh, sure! Let’s go there, I need to buy some books.” You smiled.

“How come I never see you that often at the compound?” Peter asked, decided to make some small talk while you both walk towards the shop.

“I never really go there everyday, only quick drop by, once or twice a month,” You replied, “It’s just I’m really swamped with work, got a lot of stuff to finish.” He nodded.

“Will you be staying now at the compound? Since Mr. Stark mentioned that you’re planning on transferring to Midtown.”

“I’m only staying at the compound temporarily, though he wanted me to stay permanently at the compound. It’s just that there are things that I really can’t easily leave behind,” You looked down, “He told me to consider the idea, so I’m still in the decision process of it.” You chuckled and he nodded at your reply.

“We’re here. They don’t allow pets inside, but I can watch Koda for you!” He offered.

“Yes please. Thank you!” Both of your hands touched briefly as Peter retrieves Koda’s leash from you.

You felt a bit of spark when your hands briefly touched, there’s this feeling also in your stomach that you can’t explain. Peter flashed you a gentle smile, and you smiled back at him. You quickly turned around, and entered the shop, you can actually feel yourself blushing. You hope that Peter didn’t notice.

You grabbed a small basket and went to the section where they sell medical related books. You grabbed a few books, focusing on the human anatomy. You went up to the cashier and paid for it, returned the basket to its proper place and went out of the shop. Peter eyed the plastic that contains your books, and he can definitely see what the books are all about.

“That’s some interesting books you got there,” He said, “You into science?”

“Oh, yeah, kind of. You know, I love reading. Especially on the human anatomy,” You laughed, “Before we head back at the compound, can we buy some pizzas? I haven’t eaten yet. Let’s buy some and just eat it back at the compound.” Diverting the topic to another one, you can’t really go into details with him as to why you bought some human anatomy book.

“Yeah, sure. I know a place that you can buy some good pizza.”

“Okay then! Lead the way, Peter Parker.” You both laughed.

You didn’t notice that Peter was still holding Koda for you, you didn’t want to be rude in getting Koda from him. Besides, Koda is warming up to him. So you just smiled at the sight, your heart a little bit racing.

You arrived back at the compound, with Peter holding two boxes of pizza. You grabbed Koda from him and dashing inside as soon as you removed his leash. You both went to the common area, and Peter placed the boxes of pizza at the table.

“Welcome back, Ms. Jovanovich and Mr. Parker.” The AI greeted you both.

“Hey Fri.” You greeted.

You both sat down on the couch, opening the first box of the pizza. Been a long time since you last had eaten a pizza, due to you being in the continental a lot, so the food there are always proper meals. It feels good for a change, which is a temporary one.

“So, tell me about Midtown.” You leaned back and turned to look at Peter. By looking, you mean staring.

You can’t help but stare at Peter’s face. His cute nose, dimples, and cheeks that you want to pinch so bad, and lips that probably feels so soft. You are slowly memorizing Peter’s face—it’s a common thing for you to do, you memorize people’s face because of your job. But for Peter, it felt different. You’re memorizing it as a memory for you to keep. Your stay at the compound is only temporary, who knows you may never see him again. It’s a good memory to remember him by.

“(Y/N)? Hey?” Peter snapped his fingers infront of your face.

You had been staring at his face for far too long, you forgot to pay attention to him. Your eyes widen in realization, and it caused your cheeks to blush beet red.

“O-oh, I’m sorry! Was just caught up with something on my mind lately, but carry on!” You coughed, “So you were saying?” You turn your attention back to him.

“Midtown is pretty cool. I go there with my friends, Ned and MJ. Gonna introduce you to them sometime, they’re cool people,” You nodded, “And it’s a school for smart kids.” His eyes widened at what he said.

“It’s not that I’m saying you’re not smart!” He panicked and you just laughed at him. You never really notice the mistake on what he said, he just suddenly corrected himself.

“Hey, it’s alright. No worries.” You grinned.

“I-I know that you’re smart too, I didn’t really mean to say that you’re not.” You smiled widely. You put a hand on his shoulders, calming him down.

“I told you, it’s okay!” You shake him a little bit, “No need to explain it further. The further you explain, the more you mess up the words.” You laughed softly and gave him a small pat on his shoulder.

You find it really cute when he’s all panicky.

“I’m sorry.” He squeaked.

“Stop saying sorry. It’s okay, no harm done.” You chuckled and smiled at him softly. There was a pause between the two of you, a minute of silence before Peter spoke.

“So, uh, you’re Mr. Stark’s niece?”

“Yeah, he’s my mom’s closest cousin. They lost contact with each for a long time,” You leaned back at the couch, tucking both of your legs beneath you, and Koda resting his head on your lap scratching the back of his ears softly, “Until I appeared under SHIELD’s radar, and that is when I found out that I wasn’t totally alone in this world like I thought that I would be.” You shrugged, your attention still with Koda.

“You don’t have to tell me if you’re uncomfortable, it’s okay,” Peter said, “I mean it’s uhm, pretty personal.” He added.

��Nonsense, it’s fine with me, been a long time since it happened. So I have no problem with it.” You shrugged at him.

“You told me…told me that your dad passed away. May I ask what happened?” Peter directly looked at you, his eyes showing genuine curiosity.

“He died due to his injuries from work. He was supposed to be coming home right after his work, but he wasn’t able to take in the injury that he suffered. His body gave up,” You kept your gaze on Koda’s sleeping figure, “But I’m happy that he’s finally free when he did. No longer tied to anything or anyone, and he’ll finally be with mom.”

You looked at him, there was this expression in his that he wants to ask something. Peter wanted to ask about your father’s line of work, he wanted to ask if he’s an assassin.

“Yeah, he was an assassin. The best of the best,” You smiled softly, his eyes widened at you said. You had guessed what he wanted to ask, but hesitated, “The criminal organization fears him the most. He’s the kind of man that you do not want to cross or mess with.”

“What made you become an assassin like him?”

“Well, it was the one thing that my dad wouldn’t want me to become. But like others, I don’t know how to cope up with the loneliness, grief when he died. He was the only one that’s with me after mom died and we had each other’s back. I had felt this sudden resentment. Resentment for leaving me all alone in this world, the only person that is left in my life, had left me,” You chuckled sadly, “It was the only thing I can do to ease the pain. I see it as a coping mechanism, and turns out that I was a natural at it. So it stayed with me.” You smiled at him.

“Well if it makes you feel better, I’m Spider-man,” You laughed at his reply, “He gives me the confidence that Peter Parker doesn’t have. Maybe it’s because people can’t see or know that’s it’s Peter Parker, the awkward and nerdy highschool boy that goes to Midtown, that’s under the mask.”

“I know.”

“You…know?” His eyes widened, “how?”

“I have a knack for finding out people’s secrets,” You scrunched your nose, “There might have been a few things or habits that you usually do that you don’t notice that gave it away, but people can notice if they look and observed closely.” You smiled.

“Really?! Like what?”

“That’ll have to be a secret,” You teased him, “You have to find out for yourself.”

“Come on!” He whined and you just laughed at him. Peter kept on insisting you to tell him, but you didn’t budge. You almost did, but didn’t.

At some point, he finally gave up. You talked a bunch of random stuff, Midtown (again), and his friends. You are just there listening to him talking and staring at his face, however, you can’t help notice how the way Peter talked about MJ, how his tone would often change when you talk about her, and right then and there, you had suddenly felt that little pinch in your heart. You are really good at reading people, and it looks like he’s got a huge crush on MJ.

It kind of broke your heart a little. Yes, you finally admit that you have this silly crush on Peter, despite having just met him. Like come on, it’s impossible for you not to not like this guy. It’s his little quirks and cuteness, a little bit brainiac, that made you gravitate towards him, though on the other side, your rational side, maybe that it’s good that Peter has a crush on someone. Person like you, whose life is always on the line, you can’t afford being literally in love with someone. You and words like crush and love does not belong in a sentence, It’s dangerous for you, but not only for you, but on the other person as well. You know very well that Peter is capable of protecting himself, but those people that are after you, they would always find a weakness, an opening. They always manage to successfully find one.

You and Peter both spent the day at the compound, eventually after all the boring talks, mutually agreed on watching a movie together. He made you sit through an entire movie of Star Wars, it kind of peaked your interest, but not the same excitement that it gives Peter. It’s an okay movie for you, not bad, but watching it one time is already enough for you. You looked at your watch, and it’s already late in evening. Peter’s phone vibrated, notifying him that he has a text message. It was a text message from his aunt May.

“Hey, I kind of need to go home now. May just texted me,” He spoke as he looked at you, “I had fun spending time and getting to know you.” He smiled.

“Likewise, Parker.” You smiled back. He stood up and grabbed his bag, you walked him to the exit.

“Will I be seeing you again tomorrow?” He asked.

“Uh, I’m not sure. I’ll be leaving for a business trip, so probably not.” You shrugged.

“For how long?”

“I’m not really sure, depends if the work gets finished earlier than expected.”

Then out of nowhere, he suddenly hugged you. You hugged him back, but he let go quickly.

“I’m so sorry for that,” He scratches the back of his neck, “As a thank you. I’m happy that we met and I earned a new cool friend.” You just smiled.

“Hey, it’s no problem. You can call ot text me anytime, Tony gave you my contact, so make use of it. If ever you need some help, you know how to reach me,” You gently pat his shoulders, “Though I won’t be able to answer it right away when I’m working, but I’ll get to you as soon as I’m free.”

After watching Peter leave the compound, you head back to your room to get ready. You’ll be leaving tonight to go to the continental, and your bags are already prepared and waiting by the door. You went to the bathroom to shower. After showering, you pulled out your outfit from the closet.

It’s a suit, just like the one your father wore. But you made a little bit of a revision to suit your style. The classic white long sleeved polo with a black necktie, tucked in your black high-waisted fitted trousers, and some combat boots, topping it off with a black long coat for the final look then brushed your hair. Never forgetting in attaching some of your weapons in the hidden parts of your suit—some knives by your boots and both guns and knives on both side of your hips.

Grabbing your father’s watch and swapping it with the ones you use on a daily basis, you also put your mother’s bracelet on your right pocket, keeping it safe. Dusting off some imaginary dust in your outfit, you stare at yourself infront of the floor length mirror, sighing. You checked the room for any mess and there were none, you intended on leaving the room spotless, just like you weren’t there. Truth be told, you really don’t like making a mess, you would always keep a place or room clean. You grabbed your bag and strapped it on one of your shoulder, then grabbing the briefcase. You turned off the lights and closed your room, then you made your way to the common area.

“Hey, Fri.” You called out for the AI.

“Yes, Ms. Jovanovich?” The AI responded quickly.

“If ever the team arrives, please notify them that I’m away for a business trip. I have no exact date as to when I’ll be coming back, but it may take a while.”

“Yes, Ms. Jovanovich.”

“I’ll also be leaving Koda here in the compound. I already refilled his bowl of some his dog food and water, if ever he gets lonely, please give him access to my room, because that’s where he’ll gonna be mostly.”

“Yes, Ms. Jovanovich.”

You kneeled down by the couch, where Koda was resting. He was whining and rubbing his head on your palms, he knows that you’ll be leaving him again.

“Hey buddy. I’ll be gone for a little bit for a business trip. But don’t worry, I’ll be back soon. I’ll come back home early for you,” You smiled at him, you pressed your forehead on his, “You’ll be taken good care of here in the compound. The team loves you, they’ll be able to take care of you whenever I’m gone.”

“Be a good boy, okay!” You gave Koda a long kiss on the forehead and stood up. His whines broke your heart, but you needed to leave. You moved to pick up your briefcase.

“I’ll be leaving now, Friday. You can lock up when I leave.”

“Yes, Ms. Jovanovich. Good luck on your business trip and take care.”

“Thank you, Fri.”

You look at Koda one last time and smiled at him. You made your way to the exit of the compound. You’ll be taking the taxi a couple of blocks from the compound, that will be driving you to the continental. You began walking the busy streets of New York, completely blending in the shadows of the night.

Abram Tarasov.

Abram is a calm and collected man, he can be patient, he’s known for his wisdom, and has a group of loyal henchmen who carries out his orders without any questions. As much as possible, he doesn’t want to deal with violence, he prefers a peaceful negotiation, hence why he has a talent for negotiation, and also has a keen eye for profitable ventures. Abram works together with the Tarasov Mob Family but only on the sidelines, which had been previously headed by his brother, Viggo Tarasov.

Back then, their family was just a small-time criminal running a small-time operation. So when your father had managed to kill all of their rivals for his impossible task, the Tarasov Mob Family had quickly rose in power. So it was all thanks to your father that the Tarasov had accumulated a vast network of contacts, inside and outside of both United States and Russia. They had managed to operate illegal businesses and various fronts like churches, freely. But after Viggo and Iosef was killed by your father, he had took it upon himsef to take over and steer the mob back into its original course, picking up where it had left off. He can’t let an empire fall, it had taken them a long time to get to where they are now, especially not on his watch.

It’s rare for them to see Abram having an outbursts, and when they did, it is when he had learnt that his brother and nephew had been killed by your father, and all he wanted was to get a revenge. Though back then, he had accepted your father’s offer of peace when your father had paid him a visit in his chop shop. Nothing good will ever come out if he decided to come after your father for revenge, and it is wise not to poke the devil in the back by taunting him. But when your father is no longer in the picture and one of his informant had told him that you’re Jonathan Wick’s daughter, he can’t let this opportunity pass without getting back at you.

Yes, he feared your father, that’s why he didn’t bother on getting a revenge, but he does not fear you. You may be Jonathan Wick’s daughter, but to him, you’re just some girl who happens to be a daughter of Jonathan Wick. In his eyes, you are not good as your father, you are not worthy to be feared, and he is not afraid on killing a silly kid or some teenager like you.

“So you’re telling me that that girl had beaten my men by just using a pencil?” He’s voice was calm, but the emotion on his eyes tell you otherwise, as his men stood in front of him.

“Yes sir.” Abram took a sip of his bourbon and slammed the glass on his desk and stood up.

“You have one job,” He punched the man who spoke in the face, “One fucking job! And you let my men be beaten by a fucking girl! By just using a fucking pencil at that!” He kick the man on the shin.

“Вы все бесполезный сукин сын!” He went back and sat down on his chair, he turned to his assistant, “Call Anya. If there’s anyone that will be able to finish the job, it’s her.” He leaned back to his chair and closed his eyes.

“Sir, Anya had agreed to do it.” His assistant said.

“Good. Put out a contract for Anya, a five million bounty on Jovanovich’s head.” Abram replied as he gently taps his fingers on the arm of his chair.

“According to Anya, (Y/N) Jovanovich is staying at the continental.”

“Tell her that I will double the bounty if she bends the rule.”

TRANSLATIONS

“Вы все бесполезный сукин сын!” - you are all useless son of a bitch!

*** i’m only using google translate, so please excuse if there’s something wrong with the translations.

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mayfieldss · 15 days

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Ship for @perseephoneee !!! ily sorry it took so long <3

This first one was hard, but I ship you with Sam Winchester! Sam is strong, self-sufficient, and kind, and I believe he is a good match for you. He's loyal and trustworthy and would put in the effort to understand how you're feeling always (soooo hard to come by honestly)

Headcannons:

You and Sam would have the best coffee and bookstore dates when you get the time. Honestly, you're both such strong readers and your caffeine tolerance is at the highest level, you guys are perfect. He'd know your coffee order off by heart too, and would read every book you recommended him.

Sam is fighting for his life when you're playing with the band, because honestly, Dean finds it kind of hot. He's protective but not in the suffocating way.

He's very much an 'acts of service' boyfriend, and he's always doing nice things to help you out. Getting up early to make you coffee? Placing a blanket over you when you're taking a nap? Breakfast in bed? He's the guy.

Tropes:

pranking each other

best team at game night

nerd boyfriend x cool gf

Playlist:

The Alchemy by Taylor Swift

Look After You by The Fray

Too Sweet by Hozier

Character you're most like: Castiel

I ship you with Peter Parker!! we know this man loves a strong and opinionated woman and I know he would love you. (he told me himself) He's kind and cares deeply about the ones he loves, and I know you could let your walls down around him.

Headcannons:

Movie nights!!! Study dates!!! taking naps together (y'all are busy people you need this)

You 100% asked him out first because he was too chicken to do it. He tried multiple times and failed miserably and honestly you took pity on him and took him out for a pizza date the second you had the chance.

Tropes:

bombshell girlfriend x cute loser boyfriend

lookslikeacinnamonrollbutwouldfightgf x willfightbutpreferstobecinnamonrollbf

Playlist:

Karma by Taylor Swift

Riptide by Vance Joy

The Blue by Gracie Abrams

Character you're most like: Kate Bishop

I ship you with Isaac Lahey!!! Mans is so obsessed with a powerful woman, and he's definitely turned on by the fact you're in a band. He comes to every gig, and grins the entire time, trying to make eye contact with you as much as possible while you're performing. He also loves your cat, and is looking for it as soon as he enters your place.

Headcannons:

Gift giver boyfriend!! he's always getting you little trinkets that remind him of you.

Height difference goes crazyyyy like y'all look so good together. He's always making jokes about your height though.

Tropes:

Golden retriever with issues bf x Black cat gf

power couple

Starts fights bf x Finishes them gf

Playlist:

Cinnamon girl by Lana Del Rey

Miserable Man by David Kushner

Shadows By Sabrina Carpenter

Cowboy like me By Taylor Swift

Character you're most like: Lydia Martin

#ship exchange #mutuals #gillian <3

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me-myself-and-my-fos · 6 months

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Trick and Treat

Pairing: Sam Abrams x Nic Blake

A/N: Happy Halloween!

Warning: brief depiction of nudity and sexual acts (not explicit but implied)

“Let’s do this last street and then we can go back home. She’s getting tired,” Nic told her husband, readjusting their daughter in her arms. Despite Joan’s drooping eyes she still managed to drum the side of her mother’s head with a glow stick they got from a particularly frugal neighbor a few houses down.

“You’d never be able to tell from the way she’s acting,” Sam replied, amused at Joan’s obsession with the glow stick. It was going to be impossible to get it away from her come bedtime.

“And whose fault is that?” Nic gave him a pointed look. “You let her have candy.”

“It was a few M&M’s. I finished off the bag.”

“Still, you’re on bedtime duty tonight.”

“Sam? Nic? It’s good to see you two,” a familiar voice said, and they looked back to see Natalie walking up behind them, her son holding onto her hand.

“Hey, Natalie. Owen, nice costume! Captain America is always a great choice,” Nic greeted.

“Thanks!” Owen gave a toothy grin.

“Sam, I didn’t expect to see you in a costume.” Natalie had a look of amusement on her face. “Are you supposed to be Doc Brown?”

“Frankenstein, actually,” Sam replied, thankful that the dull street light was able to hide his red face. The last thing he needed was people at work learning he wore a wig with his Halloween costume. Or that he dressed up.

“I'm the bride,” Nic added. “And Joanie here is our little monster.” She tickled Joan’s stomach and made the toddler giggle.

“Aw, a family costume. How cute.” Natalie grinned.

“Do you and Owen want to join us? We’re just going down this last street,” Nic offered.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to intrude–” Natalie began, but Nic shook her head.

“I insist. It’ll be fun. Right, Sam?” Nic looked to her husband who sighed.

“As long as you promise not to tell anyone what you saw,” he said to Natalie.

“Your secret is safe with me,” she assured him. Sam gave a nod as a silent thanks and Nic gestured to the street filled with parents and children going door to door.

“Shall we?”

The group began walking down the street, Owen leading the charge excitedly. As they approached the first house, porch light on and decorated like a graveyard, Nic handed Joan to her husband. The toddler wasted no time smacking Sam in the face with the glow stick. Natalie and Nic both laughed.

“She really likes that glow stick huh?” Natalie asked as Owen followed Sam up to the house through the yard.

“Oh yeah.” Nic nodded. “She got it about three houses in and refuses to let it go.”

“At least it’ll keep her entertained.”

“I give it a few days. It reminds me of when she was obsessed with Sam’s work badge.”

“Is that he was late every day for a whole week?” Natalie asked.

“Yep. She refused to give it up every morning. I think it was her way of trying to keep him from leaving.”

“That’s so sweet. I have to say, since Joan was born Sam’s been a lot more mellow at work.”

“Mellow?” Nic snorted. “I never thought he’d be described as mellow.”

“Mom, look at the candy I got!” Owen shouted as he ran up to them with his bucket. Sam followed behind, Joan’s hand tugging at the crazy gray wig.

“Wow, that’s a nice one!” Natalie beamed as Owen showed her the full sized Hershey’s bar.

“Let’s get to the next house before Joan rips this thing off my head,” Sam said tiredly, gently pulling his daughter’s hand away from the wig.

“Trick an’ treat!” Joan shouted, holding the glow stick up above her head. “Trick treat!”

Walking a bit further down the street, Natalie and Nic stopped at the driveway of another house. This one was decorated like candy land. Not exactly scary, but the kids were delighted by it. Sam headed up the driveway with Owen and Joan, and Natalie looked at Nic.

“Is there a reason Sam is the one going up with Joan and not you? I just thought you’d be trading off.”

“Oh.” Nic shook her head. “I haven’t been trick or treating since I was about Joan’s age. Some jerk down the street from where I grew up thought it would be funny to scare a toddler. So I’ve sort of been scared ever since.”

“I had no idea.”

“It’s not something I really advertise. Besides, it’s always more fun handing stuff out to kids. And whatever’s left over we get.”

Natalie nodded. “Yeah, Sam did mention you guys were just going to leave a bowl on the porch with a note.”

“I doubt there’ll even be a bowl left.” Nic chuckled. “Where’s Will? I thought he’d be out here with you and Owen.”

“He’s working the graveyard shift.”

“Oof, Sam’s told me those on Halloween are the worst. He did everything he could to avoid it tonight.”

“Mommy!” Joan called out, giggling as she ran down the driveway towards her mother.

“Joanie, careful.” Nic scooped up the toddler as she reached her mother. She looked up at her husband as he approached with Owen. “What are you wearing?” Nic asked her husband.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he replied seriously, though trying to keep a smile from forming as he stopped in front of her, wearing a pair of plastic glasses with fake eyeballs dangling at the ends of springs.

“Oh my god.” Natalie laughed, then Owen appeared.

“I got some too!” He said excitedly, wearing the same glasses as Sam.

“Uh oh, one of us is going to have to change,” Sam joked. Nic and Natalie rolled their eyes in amusement before heading further down the street.

By the fifth house Joan had fallen asleep, head resting on her father’s shoulder as she drooled on the costume scientist coat. Sam and Nic bid Natalie and Owen a happy Halloween before quietly heading home.

The candy bowl was still there, along with the note. Nic grabbed it as they headed inside and Sam went up the stairs to put Joan to bed. When she was finally in bed, out of her costume and into pajamas, Sam headed towards the bedroom.

“I’m glad to finally get that damn wig off.” Sam walked into the bedroom, looking through the open door into the bathroom. Nic had changed into her night clothes and was in the process of brushing her teeth. “It itched like hell. Reminded me of when my brother brought home lice and gave it to the whole house,” he mumbled, peeling off the layers of costume.

Nic laughed through a mouthful of toothpaste before spitting it out. “You should’ve let me do your hair with that spray and some gel.”

“And risk residue staying in my hair and outing to my colleagues that I dressed up for Halloween? I’d rather die.”

“Either way, you look good with gray hair,” she teased. After rinsing her mouth out, she began to floss, and when she did she felt a pair of arms on her waist before she was pulled against Sam’s chest.

“Y’know, Halloween isn’t over yet. There’s still time for you to have a treat,” he whispered into her ear.

She hummed as she continued to floss. “What kind of treat?”

“Your favorite.”

“Ooh, Twix,” she joked, throwing the floss away. “What about Joan?”

“Already in bed deep asleep, so that means I’m all yours tonight,” he told her, kissing her cheek and trailing down to neck. “And you’re all mine.”

Smiling, Nic bit her lip and tilted her neck to the side. “So that’s the kind of treat you had in mind,” she teased.

“These night shifts have been killing me. I’ve missed you.”

“I can tell.” Nic grabbed his arms and unwrapped them from her waist before facing him. “Show me how much you’ve missed me,” she said, pulling him into the bedroom.

“Sam?” Nic prompted as she rolled on top of him. She kissed him lazily, feeling his fingers run through her hair.

“Hmm?” He hummed in response.

“Would you do anything for me?”

“Anything,” he responded, free hand grabbing her waist to pull her closer.

“Anything?” She smirked. “Even buy that Christmas tree I want?”

Sam paused, opening his eyes to look at her. “What?”

“You know I’ve been bugging you about it,” she chuckled. “Was that not what you were expecting me to say?”

“I thought you were going to ask about renovating the kitchen,” he replied. “Or doing the thing. Not the tree.”

“So you’re more okay with me asking to spend possibly thousands on renovating the kitchen than you are spending a hundred dollars on a new Christmas tree?” She quirked a brow, pushing up to rest her forearms on his chest.

“I thought it would be something we need.”

“Oh you don’t think we need a new Christmas tree?” She challenged. Nic began to move off him to get out of bed. “Let me show you how un-tree-like our current one is.”

Before she could get out of the bed, Sam already grabbed her waist and pulled her back in. She fell back onto the mattress, her husband on top of her.

“You can get the tree,” he told her.

“Really?” Her brows perked up.

He nodded. “If we can do the thing.”

Nic grinned, threading her fingers through his hair. “Sounds like a deal, Dr. Abrams.”

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We had the thing that everyone wanted - Sam Abrams 😏

The Fight Before Christmas - You and Sam get into a fight after he discovers you've been keeping a secret from him.

Should Have - Companion piece to The Fight Before Christmas - There's a lot of things Sam should have done.

Fraught - Companion piece to The Fight Before Christmas and Should Have - Sam makes a decision regarding your relationship.

The thing about your marriage is up until now it was rock solid. Your friends they’ve always told you, ‘I want what you and Sam have’ because Sam, he had always adored you and you, you had always loved him.

He just needs time, you tell yourself when you find his wedding ring on the kitchen table, he needs space but then the divorce papers arrive and suddenly you realise just how serious he is about leaving you.

And that’s what drives you to break the stalemate, because the past couple months have been a no man’s land between the two of you. Sam shutting you out and you not pushing because you’re scared of this exact thing happening.

Well now it’s happening and it’s time for you to pull up your big girl pants and face it only Sam won’t take your calls, he doesn’t respond to your texts. So you turn up at his office.

If there’s one thing Sam doesn’t like it’s surprises so the sight of you before his desk disarms him completely.

“I don’t have time.” He tells you because the truth is he doesn’t want to deal with this, he’s not emotionally equipped to deal with this.

“Make time.” You tell him, setting the envelop down on the desk in front of him.

He doesn’t know what to say to that because you have never spoken to him but this way but then again he has never put you in this situation before.

“Do you hate me?” You ask him, shoving the divorce papers towards him. “For what I did, for keeping that secret?”

Sam sighs because this is what he’s been trying to avoid, this messiness, the emotions that come with something like this. He’s tired of feeling, he wants to go back to that numbness, to the way he was before he married you.

“No.” He tells you, his gaze focusing on his pen instead of you. “I don’t hate you.”

“Then why…”

“Because being with you has made me soft, weak.” He says as he sags back in his chair. “Before when something bad happened, it didn’t touch me but now I feel everything, the good and the awful and I don’t want that, I don’t want…”

He exhales because his heart, it hurts, it’s been hurting ever since he found out about Lucy. It feels like he’s bleeding out, like his soul is just pouring out of his chest like a river and this is the only way to stop it.

“Sam, you can’t just shut yourself off.” You say softly. “It doesn’t work like that.”

“For me it does.” He says and he sees your jaw clench because you know when you look at him, that this right here, this is the end. “Please don’t fight me on this, I don’t want to take this through the courts but I will if you force me to.”

You feel like he’s punched you, like he’s plunged a knife right into your chest. He reaches for the envelope, removing the paperwork before he turns it towards you and sets the pen down on top.

“This is really what you want?” You ask him, your voice breaking as you pick up the pen and meet his eyes.

“Yes.” He tells you, his finger sliding down to the place where your signature is required. “You need to sign here.”

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Always an Angel, Never a God (Sam Abrams x Reader)

A twist on 5x11, The Ground Shifts Beneath Us

Warnings: Angst with a happy ending, medical procedures, burns, hospitalization, eventual fluff, reader is briefly mentioned as religious (religion is left ambiguous), your parents love you in this

Word Count: 2.5K

A/N: Does anyone want this

Gender Neutral Reader

Sam’s heart dropped to his stomach when he got the call.

He had barely processed Maggie’s words before he threw the tablet he was holding onto the counter, startling the nurse he had been talking to seconds before.

It was you. You were lying in the E.D. Critical condition. 55% of your body burned. God knows what else had happened to you when the plane went down. But that was all he heard before his mind went blank with panic and fear.

Sam walked quickly through the halls of the neurology floor, making a beeline for the stairs. Those would be quicker than the elevator. His hands were balled tightly into fists, shoved deep into the pockets of his white coat.

The sound of his footsteps echoed through the stairwell, almost in time with his heart. All he could think about was you lying in the hospital bed. Alive but with no life in you.

Finally, he had made it down to the E.D. The first person he spotted was Daniel, making eye contact with him. Sam realized that even though he’d spent years perfecting an emotionless face and voice, it didn’t matter at that moment. And Daniel could tell.

“Where are they?” Sam demanded as soon as Dan was in earshot.

“They’re in treatment 4, and Sam, I gotta warn ya. They’re in pretty bad shape.” Daniel did his best to sound as level as possible.

All Sam could do was give him a simple nod. With the lump in the throat and sting in his eyes, he knew he was close to a tipping point.

He walked around the nurse’s station, slower than before. If he didn’t see you with his own eyes, then you were still safe and okay. It was delusional to think like that, but he would take just about anything to keep him from breaking.

But then he spotted you through the glass. Dr. Choi was hovering over you with a nurse he vaguely recognized hanging an I.V. bag. Sam could only see part of you, but he could tell it was bad. Your legs were a horrible mixture of red and white, and your hands were wrapped in gauze and bandages.

Sam steeled himself. He couldn’t afford to crumble over this. Over you. He steps into the room and sees that the rest of your body is in even worse condition. Your torso is uncovered, and he can see the raw red aligned with bits of your shirt that had melted onto your skin.

Your arms were the same, though seemed to have fared a bit better. But your face. Oh, God, your face.

Dr. Choi stops his ministrations and looks up at him, gauze held in his hands. The nurse looks over her shoulder, giving him a look of pity. But he can’t take his eyes off of your face.

Almost all of it was charred red, minus a small part of your temple, simply flushed a light pink. What little was left of your hair was burnt black, and the top of your head was wrapped up in white.

It wasn’t you. It couldn’t be you. Because you had perfect lips that curled into a smile whenever you saw him, or the slope of your nose that curved just right.

“Doris, would you give us a minute, please?” Dr. Choi’s words break Sam out of his trance. He doesn’t look up at the nurse, Doris, but hears her give a small of course.

“Are you sure it’s them?” Sam asks, gently placing a hand on the bed railing. He notices that you’re hooked up to a vent, meaning that you’ve been intubated at some point.

“Yeah,” Ethan replies, solemn. “We found their hospital badge in their pants pocket.” He places the gauze down on a metal tray before pulling out a charred badge. Your badge.

Ethan holds it out for him, and he takes it with shaky hands. The plastic had curled up from the heat, and burn marks covered up your name. But he can make out part of your face. Sam could recognize your eyes anywhere. He loved those eyes.

He clears his throat before speaking. “How bad is it?” Finally looking up at Dr. Choi, seeing that he has a very grim look on his face.

“It’s pretty bad, Sam.” He admits. “The burns are only on the anterior side of their body, besides their head. They’ve got deep-partial thickness on their legs, and full thickness throughout the rest of their body. We just hung Ringer’s lactate.” Ethan pauses to take a breath.

“What else, Dr. Choi?” Sam can tell there’s something else he hasn’t told him yet. Ethan presses his lips together and sighs, eyes flickering over to your face.

“Their lungs were damaged extensively by smoke inhalation. Without a double lung transplant, it’s likely that they won’t ever come off the vent.”

The silence hangs in the air for what feels like an eternity. Just the sounds of the whirring and beeping of the machines. And if he listened hard enough, Sam could even hear the dripping of the IV.

“What’s the chance of them getting a transplant?” Sam knew the answer to that question, but he still had to ask.

Ethan gives him a look, and that’s all he needs to know that you won’t be getting new lungs.

“You can stay as long as you like, Sam. Maggie’s already contacted their parents and they’re getting on the first flight out here.” Sam nods at that, not trusting his voice.

He grabs a chair from behind him and situates it right next to your bed and Dr. Choi resumes his ministrations. Sam sets his elbows on his knees and makes a prayer gesture over his face. He’s not a religious man, but he knows you are. So he prays for you. Sam doesn’t know what or who he’s praying to, but he does it anyway.

****

About an hour after Dr. Choi had finished dressing your burns and Sam left him alone with you, Daniel Charles slid open the door, stepping quietly into your room.

Sam looks up at him, eyes red and head pounding with the worst headache he’d had in years. Daniel takes a seat on the other side of your bed. They sit in silence for a moment.

“I was supposed to be on that plane,” Sam finally confesses, voice croaky. “But, I offered it to them. Figured they would appreciate the getaway.”

Daniel simply nods at that, flicking his eyes over to your face.

“I-uh, proposed to them, a couple of weeks ago. We hadn’t told anyone yet, figured we’d elope instead of worrying about a wedding,” Sam continues. “They always hated having anyone fussing over them.” He lets out a humorless chuckle, tears welling up in his eyes once more.

Daniel smiles slightly, and looks down at his feet. Sam looks up at him, with a sadness Daniel had never expected to see in his eyes.

“I am sorry, Sam. For what it’s worth. They’re a great neurosurgeon, and one of the best people I’ve worked with.”

Sam sighs, a smile crossing his face as he remembers the first time he met you. “I never knew what they saw in me, they were too good for me.” He bites the inside of his cheek.

“Look, Sam. Why don’t you go get something to eat? I’ll stay with them, keep ‘em company,” Daniel offers, and Sam hesitates before nodding, standing up slowly.

“Uh, their parents are flying in. I don’t know when they’ll get here.” He trails off, not sure what else to say.

“Of course, I’ll let you know if they get here while you’re gone,” Daniel reassures him, and Sam gives him a simple nod before stepping out into the E.D.

****

On his way back from the cafeteria, he passes Doris, the nurse working on you earlier. Sam contemplates for a moment before walking over to where she was filling out some paperwork.

He clears his throat to get her attention. She looks up, and her gaze softens when she recognizes him.

“Can I help you with something, Dr. Abrams?” She asks, her voice quiet.

“I, uh, was wondering if you had found a ring on their left hand, at all?” He asks her, shoving his hands into his coat pockets anxiously.

“I don’t think so, but I’ll double check,” Doris reassures him, and he nods his head, giving her a quiet thank you before returning to your room.

There, instead of finding Daniel Charles like he was expecting, Sam finds Sharon Goodwin standing over your bed. She gives him a small smile.

“Dr. Charles was paged to help another patient, and he asked me to stay with them until you came back. How are you doing, Sam?” She asked, tilting her head, lips pressed into a thin line.

Sam swallows hard, not sure what he should say to her.

“As good as I can be,” Is what he finally settles on, and Sharon hums at his response.

“Well, I’ll let you have some more time with them. Do you know when their parents will be here?” Sharon asks.

“Next couple of hours. They’re divorced but on the same flight.” Sam takes a seat once more.

“Alright, let me know when they get here.” Sam nods, and as Sharon leaves Doris comes in.

“I looked for a ring in their personal belongings, but I couldn’t find any. Sorry.”

Sam watches as she replaces your empty IV bag with a new one.

****

Another two hours pass by in a blur, doctors and nurses that Sam only vaguely recognizes passing in and out of your room. At some point, Dr. Choi comes in to inform him that you’re being moved up to the ICU to make room for other patients.

He walks along with you as you’re taken to your new room. His shock has turned into frustration and anger. You shouldn’t be laying on this bed, waiting for a lung transplant you’ll never get.

Sam watches from a distance as you’re moved from the transplant vent to the mechanical one. That should’ve been him.

That should’ve been him.

****

You thank the cab driver before stepping out into the crisp Chicago air. A harsh difference from the warm breeze of Honolulu. You walk around the cab to grab your bags. Though all you wanted to do was go home and get some rest, there were loose ends you needed to tie up at the hospital.

You swing your backpack over your shoulder, wanting to get out of the cold weather when you’re suddenly stopped by the large figure of Dr. Charles.

“Oh, thank God,” he exclaims, a bewildered but ecstatic look on his face.

“Didn’t realize you missed me that much, Dr. Charles,” confused as to why he was so happy to see you.

“Everyone-everyone thinks you were part of a plane crash. They think you’re in the ICU.” He sounds out of breath and is staring at you intensely.

It takes you a minute to process his words. You shake your head in disbelief. “What?”

“Look. Sam thinks you’re dying upstairs. Your parents are on a plane to see you right now.” Daniel’s words are coming out so fast you can barely understand them.

“O-okay.” Daniel turns on his heel, gesturing for you to follow him.

Everything’s a blur as you make your way through the hospital. You’re pretty sure that people are calling your name and staring at you as you pass by, but you don’t care.

You lost Dr. Charles at some point, but it barely crosses your mind. You’re taking the stairs two at a time, needing to see Sam. Needing to let him know that you’re alright.

You barge through the doors into the ICU, startling Dr. Choi into dropping the papers he was holding. He calls out your name, a large smile crossing his face.

“Where’s Sam?” You demand, breathing heavily.

“He’s over there-” he’s barely pointed in the right direction before you’re running over, already having spotted the back of Sam’s head through the glass.

You nearly slide into the room, holding onto the doorframe. Sam’s head snaps up when he hears you.

He whispers your name, staring at you in awe.

“Hi, Sam.” You smile at him.

In response, he rushes at you, wrapping you up in his arms as tightly as he can.

You bury your face into his neck, reassuring him with quiet words. Sam’s tears fall onto your shoulder, and he’s shaking with sobs.

“You’re here. You’re here,” he repeats, leaning back so he can hold your face in his hands.

“I’m here, Sam. I’m here,” you repeat. He smiles before catching your lips in a passionate kiss.

You cradle the back of his head, never wanting to let him go.

****

After your reunion with Sam, you explained to him and Dr. Choi that you had wanted to spend a few extra hours in Hawaii, and had given your badge to a medical sales representative so they could take your spot in first class.

You spent your time waiting for your parents with Quinn, the poor victim that had taken your spot. You left them when their husband arrived, saying a prayer for them before joining Sam, who was waiting near the elevators.

He takes your hand and squeezes it. “Your parents are waiting downstairs for you,” Sam says.

“Hell of a way to meet the future in-laws, huh?” You joke, and he laughs quietly, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and leading you to the elevator that had just opened.

****

When your mother spotted you, she ran across the room and nearly tackled you to the ground. Your father wasn’t far behind, squeezing your shoulder as your mom held you close.

You did your best to make introductions, but with all three of you crying, it made it a bit difficult. Your mom embraced Sam warmly, whispering something to him you couldn’t hear. Your dad gave him a clap on the back, along with an approving nod.

Your dad offered to take you all out to dinner, but you and Sam both declined. All you wanted was to go home and lay with Sam until the morning came.

Once you were sure your parents had places to stay, you walked to Sam’s car, hand in hand. As he pulled out of the parking lot, he never let go of your left hand, occasionally running his thumb over your engagement ring.

Once you were laid down in bed together after a shared shower, you move to lay your head on Sam’s bare chest, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat.

As he traces random patterns on your bare back, you interrupt the comfortable silence.

“Let's get married tomorrow. My parents are in town and I just cheated death. Seems like a good time, right?” You sit up to look at him.

Sam’s eyes roam around your face for a minute before finally settling on your eyes.

“Okay.”

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redfurrycat · 1 year

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🎬List of Movies🎬

So, @scottishaccentsareawesome, I thought it would take me at least two days to make a list, because I wanted to list them chronologically, but I had WAY. TOO. MANY. MOVIES. ALREADY?????!!!!!!!! I had to stop! :O

So there you go. Below the cut. I am so so SO sorry... xD

Star Wars: Episode IV – Star Wars (1977, George Lucas)

Grease (1978, Randal Kleiser)

Star Wars: Episode V – The Empire Strikes Back (1980, Irvin Kershner)

Star Wars: Episode VI - Return of the Jedi (1983, Richard Marquand)

The Goonies (1985, Richard Donner)

Top Gun (1986, Tony Scott)

Dirty Dancing (1987, Emile Ardolino)

Rain Man (1988, Barry Levinson)

Pretty Woman (1990, Garry Marshall)

Hook (1991, Steven Spielberg)

Double, Double, Toil and Trouble (1993, Stuart Margolin)

Jurassic Park (1993, Steven Spielberg)

Stargate (1994, Roland Emmerich)

Batman Forever (1995, Joel Schumacher)

Crimson Tide (1995, Tony Scott)

Jumanji (1995, Joe Johnston)

Sense and Sensibility (1995, Ang Lee)

Mission: Impossible (1996, Brian De Palma)

William Shakespeare's Romeo + Juliet (1996, Baz Luhrmann)

George of the Jungle (1997, Sam Weisman)

Home Alone 3 (1997, Raja Gosnell)

The Lost World: Jurassic Park (1997, Steven Spielberg)

Star Wars: Episode I – The Phantom Menace (1999, George Lucas)

The Mummy (1999, Stephen Sommers)

Meet the Parents (2000, Jay Roach)

X-Men (2000, Bryan Singer)

Mission: Impossible 2 (2000, John Woo)

Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone (2001, Chris Columbus)

Jurassic Park III (2001, Joe Johnston)

Kate & Leopold (2001, James Mangold)

Ocean’s Eleven (2001, Steven Soderbergh)

The Princess Diaries (2001, Garry Marshall)

The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring (2001, Peter Jackson)

The Mummy Returns (2001, Stephen Sommers)

Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (2002, Chris Columbus)

Ice Age (2002, Chris Wedge)

Maid in Manhattan (2002, Wayne Wang)

Spider-Man (2002, Sam Raimi)

Star Wars: Episode II – Attack of the Clones (2002, George Lucas)

Sweet Home Alabama (2002, Andy Tennant)

The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers (2002, Peter Jackson)

The Tuxedo (2002, Kevin Donovan)

Treasure Planet (2002, John Musker/Ron Clements)

X2 (2002, Bryan Singer)

Johnny English (2003, Peter Howitt)

Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl (2003, Gore Verbinski)

The Haunted Mansion (2003, Rob Minkoff)

The Last Samurai (2003, Edward Zwick)

The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King (2003, Peter Jackson)

National Treasure (2004, Jon Turteltaub)

Ella Enchanted (2004, Tommy O’Haver)

Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (2004, Alfonso Cuarón)

Meet the Fockers (2004, Jay Roach)

Ocean's Twelve (2004, Steven Soderbergh)

Spider-Man 2 (2004, Sam Raimi)

The Day After Tomorrow (2004, Roland Emmerich)

The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement (2004, Garry Marshall)

Troy (2004, Wolfgang Petersen)

Van Helsing (2004, Stephen Sommers)

Batman Begins (2005, Christopher Nolan)

Guess Who (2005, Kevin Rodney Sullivan)

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (2005, Mike Newell)

Just Like Heaven (2005, Mark Waters)

Pride & Prejudice (2005, Joe Wright)

Star Wars: Episode III – Revenge of the Sith (2005, George Lucas)

The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe (2005, Andrew Adamson)

V for Vendetta (2005, James McTeigue)

Da Vinci Code (2006, Ron Howard)

Ice Age: The Meltdown (2006, Carlos Saldanha)

John Tucker Must Die (2006, Betty Thomas)

Mission: Impossible III (2006, J.J. Abrams)

Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest (2006, Gore Verbinski)

X-Men: The Last Stand (2006, Brett Ratner)

Enchanted (2007, Kevin Lima)

National Treasure: Book of Secrets (2007, Jon Turteltaub)

Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (2007, David Yates)

Ocean's Thirteen (2007, Steven Soderbergh)

Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End (2007, Gore Verbinski)

Spider-Man 3 (2007, Sam Raimi)

Transformers (2007, Michael Bay)

27 Dresses (2008, Anne Fletcher)

Australia (2008, Baz Luhrmann)

The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian (2008, Andrew Adamson)

The Dark Knight (2008, Christopher Nolan)

The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor (2008, Rob Cohen)

What Happens in Vegas (2008, Tom Vaughan)

Angels & Demons (2009, Ron Howard)

Avatar (2009, James Cameron)

Bride Wars (2009, Gary Winick)

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (2009, David Yates)

Ice Age 3: Dawn of the Dinosaurs (2009, Carlos Saldanha)

The Proposal (2009, Anne Fletcher)

Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen (2009, Michael Bay)

X-Men Origins: Wolverine (2009, Gavin Hood)

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 1 (2010, David Yates)

Inception (2010, Christopher Nolan)

Killers (2010, Robert Luketic)

Knight and Day (2010, James Mangold)

Letters to Juliet (2010, Gary Winick)

Life as We Know It (2010, Greg Berlanti)

The Chronicles of Narnia: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader (2010, Michael Apted)

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2 (2011, David Yates)

Johnny English Reborn (2011, Oliver Parker)

Mission: Impossible – Ghost Protocol (2011, Brad Bird)

Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides (2011, Rob Marshall)

Real Steel (2011, Shawn Levy)

Thor (2011, Kenneth Branagh)

X: First Class (2011, Matthew Vaughn)

Ice Age: Continental Drift (2012, Steve Martino/Mike Thurmeier)

The Dark Knight Rises (2012, Christopher Nolan)

The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey (2012, Peter Jackson)

Pacific Rim (2013, Guillermo del Toro)

The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug (2013, Peter Jackson)

Thor: The Dark World (2013, Alan Taylor)

When Calls the Heart (2013, Michael Landon Jr.)

The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies (2014, Peter Jackson)

Transcendence (2014, Wally Pfister)

X-Men: Days of Future Past (2014, Bryan Singer)

Jurassic World (2015, Colin Trevorrow)

Mission: Impossible - Rogue Nation (2015, Christopher McQuarrie)

The Man from U.N.C.L.E. (2015, Guy Ritchie)

Ice Age: Collision Course (2016, Mike Thurmeier)

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (2016, David Yates)

X-Men: Apocalypse (2016, Bryan Singer)

Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales (2017, Joachim Rønning/ Espen Sandberg)

Thor: Ragnarok (2017, Taika Waititi)

Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald (2018, David Yates)

Johnny English Strikes Again (2018, David Kerr)

Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom (2018, J. A. Bayona)

Ocean's Eight (2018, Gary Ross)

Code 8 (2019, Jeff Chan)

X-Men: Dark Phoenix (2019, Simon Kinberg)

Fantastic Beasts: The Secrets of Dumbledore (2022, David Yates)

Jurassic World Dominion (2022, Colin Trevorrow)

Top Gun: Maverick (2022, Joseph Kosinski)

#partial list of favs #dear god what a journey #never going to do THAT again!#on the other hand it's nice to see I was right regarding pre-2014 movies :P #🐈red🐈furry🐈cat🐈tag🐈

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sleepingdragonhq · 2 years

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Under the cut you will find the list of everyone’s costumes as well as lists for the couples romantic and platonic. The voting for the costume contest this year will be done here. We ask that you choose your top 5 favorites in each category but then rank the order in which you’d rate them in the ‘other’ option. If you’ve got any questions about how that works, do not hesitate to ask us. The ranking per usual goes five points for first place, four points for second and so on so please put your votes in order accordingly. Please vote before the 10th of November as we will be announcing the winners from that point onward before the end of the event. If we have missed any contestants/costumes on any of the lists please shoot us a message so we can fix that !!

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Aaron Hale - Werewolf

Adeline Mulciber - Harley Quinn (DC)

Alastair Watson - Danny Phantom (Danny Phantom)

Alessandra Macnair - Roxie Hart (Chicago)

Alexus Callahan - Spider

Alice Longbottom II - Woody (Toy Story/Pixar)

Alison Wood - Glinda (Wicked)

Andromeda Marshall - Lydia Deetz (Beetlejuice)

Aryana Robins - Layla El-Faouly/Scarlet Scarab (Marvel)

Ariella Belefleur - Lizzie McGuire (The Lizzie McGuire Movie)

Astrid Mendez - Betty Boop

Auden Wilkes - Charlie Spring (Heartstopper)

August Fawley - Jack Skellington (The Nightmare Before Christmas)

Aurora Claremont - Alex (Totally Spies)

Axel Wolffe - Waving Inflatable Tube Guy

Beatriz Calderon-Boot - Kuzco (Emperor’s New Groove)

Benjamin Ollivander - Pirate

Bentley Lockhart - Superman (DC)

Briar Bellchant - Evil Queen

Caleb Cresswell - 70s Vision (Marvel)

Camille McGonagall - Alice (Alice in Wonderland)

Casey Abrams - Lady (Lady and the Tramp/Disney)

Cassius Cresswell - Thor (Marvel)

Cedrella Weasley II - Sam (Totally Spies)

Charlotte Watson - Emily the Corpse Bride (Corpse Bride)

Chloé Bonaccord - Britney Spears

Clara Arquette - Catwoman (DC)

Clementine Delacour-Laurent - Shuri/Black Panther (Marvel)

Colm McCarthy - Darth Vader (Star Wars)

Cynthia Clearwater - Elphaba (Wicked)

Cyrus Clearwater - Steve (Blue’s Clues)

Damien Launier - Milo Thatch (Atlantis/Disney)

Delilah Hartwell - Spider-Gwen (Marvel)

Diana Rosier - Scarecrow

Dominique Weasley - She-Ra/Adora

Edward Lupin - Doris the Ugly Stepsister (Shrek)

Elara Macmillan-Bones - Cotton Candy

Elena Flores - Bride of Frankenstein

Elias Hopkirk- Linguini (Ratatouille/Disney)

Elijah Westenberg - Frankenstein’s Monster

Erin McCormack - Kim Possible (Kim Possible)

Evan Parkinson - Dr. Doofenshmirtz (Phineas and Ferb)

Evangeline Pickering - Sharpay Evans (High School Musical/Disney Channel)

Evelyn Moon - Stain Glass Window

Ezra Broadmoor - Mafia/Mob Boss

Finnley Wood - Ash (Fantastic Mr. Fox)

Francesca Zabini - Yip Yip (Sesame Street)

Frank Longbottom II - Tramp (Lady and the Tramp/Disney)

Frederick Hayes - Kida (Atlantis/Disney)

Freya MacDougal - Harley Quinn (DC)

Gabriel Larkin - Gambit (X-Men/Marvel)

Gwendolyn Hawkes - Pirate

Halley Macmillan-Bones - Hot Cheeto

Hazel Macdougal - Sexy Cryptologist

Hunter Adams - Geralt of Rivia (The Witcher)

Ingrid Hagen - Ellie Sattler (Jurassic Park)

Iris Lestrange - Scary Bunny

Isabelle Durant - Elf

Jaiyash Dewan - Loki (Marvel)

James Ashcroft - Tony Stark (Marvel)

James Sirius Potter - Shrek (Shrek)

Jasper Locklear - Elvis Presley

Jaxon Dequan - Thomas Shelby (Peaky Blinder)

Jia Rookwood - Yip Yip (Sesame Street)

Jonah Finch - Beetlejuice

Joseph O’Reilly - Lord Farquaad (Shrek)

Joséphine Flamel - Jessie (Team Rocket/Pokémon)

Juliet Highmore - Supergirl (DC)

Laurel Ollivander - Loki Variant (Marvel)

Liam Alvarez - Ian Malcom (Jurassic Park)

Lily Luna Potter - Buzz Lightyear (Toy Story/Pixar)

Lorenzo Roshan - Hannah Montana (Disney Channel)

Lucas Harper - Creepy Owl

Lucienne Wolffe - Fortune Teller

Lucy Weasley - Woody Pride (Toy Story/Pixar)

Luke Dawson - Marty McFly (Back to the Future)

Lyra Malfoy - Isabella Parigi (The Lizzie McGuire Movie)

Lysander Scamander - Scarlet Witch (Marvel)

Mackenzie Finnigan-Thomas Potter - Fiona (Shrek)

Madeline Brown - Sexy Mothman

Mae Levesque - Velma Kelly (Chicago)

Maeve Finch - Mia Thermopolis (The Princess Diaries)

Manon Flamel - Marcus/Kevin (White Chicks)

Marcus Carson - Cowboy

Mason Jones - Waving Inflatable Tube Guy

Matthew Asprey - Swedish Chef (Sesame Street)

Melora Flamel - Marcus/Kevin (White Chicks)

Meredith Wayfelle - Perry the Platypus (Phineas and Ferb)

Merle Rappaport - 70s Wanda Maximoff (Marvel)

Molly Weasley II - Beldam (Coraline)

Natalya Dolohova - Rogue (X-Men/Marvel)

Nate Wood - Alan Grant (Jurassic Park)

Nathaniel Marshall - Skeleton

Nicholas Vexmoor - James (Team Rocket/Pokémon)

Octavia Coleman - Shego (Kim Possible)

Oliver Mulciber - Flynn Rider (Tangled/Disney)

Orion Macmillan-Bones - Legit Snack

Orlando Lockhart - Maleficent (Disney)

Peggy Carson - Sam Manson (Danny Phantom)

Penelope Hawthorne - Barbie

Pepper Rosewood - Michele (Romy & Michele’s High School Reunion)

Perseus Mulciber - Alan (The Hangover)

Piper Wilkinson - Golden Angel

Pippa Rosewood - Romy (Romy & Michele’s High School Reunion)

Reid Anderson - Jareth (Labyrinth)

Rory Goldstein - Sharpay Evans (High School Musical/Disney Channel)

Rose Granger-Weasley - Sally (The Nightmare Before Christmas)

Samantha O’Reilly - Jenna Rink (13 Going on 30)

Scorpius Malfoy - John Constantine (DC)

Seraphina MacAuley - Clover (Totally Spies)

Seung Krum - Wybie (Coraline)

Silas Zabini - Satyr

Sophia Parkinson - Bloody Skeleton

Stella Macmillan-Bones - Pop-Tart

Talia Kiraz-Mulciber - Rapunzel (Tangled/Disney)

Tallulah Abbot - Voodoo Doll

Thea Cresswell - Mighty Thor (Marvel)

Theodore Dubanowski - Blondie (The Good, The Bad and The Ugly)

Theodore Oliver - Mad Hatter (Alice in Wonderland)

Theseus McLaggen - Mad Hatter (Alice in Wonderland)

Valeria Sanchez - La Muerte (The Book of Life)

Vera McKinnon - Poison Ivy (DC)

Verity Nott - Pepper Potts (Marvel)

Victoire Weasley - Aurora (Sleeping Beauty/Disney)

William Ashcroft - Agent (Men in Black)

Willow Picquery - Valkyrie (Marvel)

Xavier Dupont - The Priest (Fleabag)

platonic couples costumes

Alessandra Macnair & Mae Levesque - Roxie Hart & Velma Kelly (Chicago)

Alice Longbottom II & Lily Luna Potter - Woody & Buzz Lightyear (Toy Story/Pixar)

Ariella Belefleur & Lyra Malfoy - Lizzie McGuire & Isabella Parigi (The Lizzie McGuire Movie)

Axel Wolffe & Mason Jones - Waving Inflatable Tube Guys

Bentley Lockhart & Juliet Highmore - Superman & Supergirl (DC)

Camille McGonagall & Theseus McLaggen - Alice & Mad Hatter (Alice in Wonderland)

Cedrella Weasley II, Seraphina MacAuley & Aurora Claremont - Sam, Clover & Alex (Totally Spies)

Damien Launier & Frederick Hayes - Milo Thatch & Kida (Atlantis/Disney)

Elena Flores & Elijah Westenberg - Bride of Frankenstein & Frankenstein’s Monster

Evangeline Pickering & Rory Goldstein - Sharpay Evans & Sharpay Evans (High School Musical/Disney Channel)

Freya MacDougal & Vera McKinnon - Harley Quinn & Poison Ivy (DC)

Hazel Macdougal & Madeline Brown - Sexy Mothman & Sexy Cryptologist

Jia Rookwood & Francesca Zabini - Yip Yips (Sesame Street)

Liam Alvarez & Nate Wood - Ian Malcon & Alan Grant (Jurassic Park)

Melora Flamel & Manon Flamel - Marcus & Kevin (White Chicks)

Meredith Wayfelle & Evan Parkinson - Perry the Platypus & Dr. Doofenshmirtz (Phineas and Ferb)

Natalaya Dolohova & Gabriel Larkin - Rogue & Gambit (X-Men/Marvel)

Nicholas Vexmoor & Joséphine Flamel - Jessie & James from Team Rocket (Pokémon)

Octavia Coleman & Erin McCormack - Shego & Kim Possible (Kim Possible)

Orion Macmillan-Bones, Halley Macmillan-Bones, Stella Macmillan-Bones & Elara Macmillan-Bones - Legit Snack, Hot Cheeto, Pop-Tart & Cotton Candy (Snacks)

Pepper Rosewood & Pippa Rosewood - Romy & Michele (Romy & Michele’s High School Reunion)

Seung Krum & Molly Weasley II - Wybie & Beldam (Coraline)

Thea Cresswell & Willow Picquery - Mighty Thor & Valkyrie (Marvel)

romantic couples costumes

Alastair Watson & Peggy Carson - Danny Phantom & Sam Manson (Danny Phantom)

August Fawley & Rose Granger-Weasley - Jack Skellington & Sally (The Nightmare Before Christmas)

Casey Abrams & Frank Longbottom II - Lady & Tramp (Lady and the Tramp/Disney)

Clara Arquette & Kai Arquette - Catwoman & Batman (DC)

Cynthia Clearwater & Alison Wood - Elphaba & Glinda (Wicked)

Gwendolyn Hawkes & Benjamin Ollivander - Pirates

James Ashcroft & Verity Nott - Tony Stark & Pepper Potts (Marvel)

James Sirius Potter & Mackenzie Finnigan-Thomas Potter - Shrek & Fiona (Shrek)

Merle Rappaport & Caleb Cresswell - 70s Wanda Maximoff & Vision (Marvel)

Oliver Mulciber & Talia Kiraz-Mulciber - Flynn Rider & Rapunzel (Tangled/Disney)

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