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darkacademicvibes · 5 months

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Hellooo! So I know you haven't posted in ages and you're probably busy or maybe not writing anymore but if you are and your requests are open... can you maybe do something for Theodore nott? If you don't write for him then maybe Barty Jr. Or Regulus or something?

Basically fem!reader is insecure and brings it up and he doesn't understand so she asks is they even love her anymore and they somehow propose right then and there? Like really tearful, and he's so hurt but he's also kind of blank about it idk and she says yes obvs, but he just doesn't know how to feel about what she asked?

Thankyouthankyouuuuu and if you aren't writing anymore that's totally understandable 🩵🩵🩵🩵

AHHHH YESSS I TOTALLY CAN BABES!!!

I'm always gonna write on this blog, lately I've really been trying to figure out my page and stuff and I just got done with exams so I've been busy, I'm sorry!!! I HOPE this lives up to expectations, I've never written an argument/yelling that turned to a proposal lmao <3

Look At Me

tw: cursing, idk I like it, he's very much sweater Theo lmao, nothing really to be honest with you

"-God, Theo, it's like you're never here anymore!" You huff, busying yourself with the dishes of a dinner you ate alone, again. The sound of his name instead of the nickname you'd always called him made him flinch. Theodore Nott had been your boyfriend since the beginning of your seventh year at Hogwarts, and you'd fought together in the war on Harry's side. Or, McGonagalls side, as Theo preferred to call it.

After Hogwarts, you'd moved in together which you'd defended to your parents as convenience. And his, well, his mother got ill quick, and then got better, and then ill again, and she'd eventually found out after he'd invited her over to make sure she was okay, and you'd come home to your boyfriends mother on the couch having tea. You'd easily slipped into comfortable conversation with your loving boyfriend and his (absolutely wonderful) mother and she'd guessed it by morning when you'd made everyone pancakes as you'd been woken up early by Theo on his way to quiddich practice.

Lately, however, he'd been home less. In fact, it began at the beginning of the year, while it is now November. You celebrated your third year anniversary of fully owning the house (thanks to his family money's help) and as that morning when you woke up, he was gone, he came home giddy, and then that night, went to bed nervous. And things hadn't been the same. You'd marked that night on your calander once you realized that was the last afternoon before anything changed.

April 4th.

Since then, he'd barely be at home, which isn't saying a lot seeing as he was a professional player for the Montrose Magpies and sometimes was forced to be away for day practices that led well until you'd gone to bed and weekend games that you always made sure to see.

He'd started getting up earlier, and going to bed either well before, or well after you. When you were wide awake, or fast asleep. Sometimes, he'd sleep in the guest room downstairs, instead.

He'd stopped with the casual kisses everytime he left the room, no longer pressing kisses to your temple, cheek, nose, shoulder, or head, and started passing by in silence, answering requests with hums, grunts, and nods. Your brother had joked he was finally going through the 'I hate my girlfriend' phase, but quickly shut up when you'd choked out a strangled breath that sounded like you'd taken a bludger to the stomach.

The thought hasn't left your mind since.

"I'm here now" Theo presses, standing behind the kitchen island, his hands braced firmly on the edges of the bench, gripping tightly. You scoff, scrubbing the pan harshly. Who invented pans that weren't non-stick? You wanted to hit them with your pan, your pan that now had bits of food and grease stuck to it.

"Theo this is the eighth night in a row I've had to put your dinner in the microwave" you give up on the pan, abandoning it on the bench and moving on to the pot you'd made the potatoes in. It was your day off, and Theo was supposed to be home at four, so you'd made a full dinner for you to eat together. A mistake, you now realized, as you didn't eat until seven when your food had already gone cold, and he hadn't come home until nine, when you'd usually do the dishes. He did them right after dinner for some unexplainable reason you didn't quite understand. Through, you were the one who grew up with supper. So you always made it and did dishes after.

"I told you not to count on me being home on time, bambino" he breathes, and you sniff, wiping your nose on the back of your wrist. He had, yesterday, but not today. "I wrote it down and left it on the kitchen counter-" a soft mew interrupts him, and you listen to the sound of him scooping up the neighbors cat.

"Pie, you shouldn't be here, your mama will be looking for you" you coo, glancing back at the soft, light brown cat. "She can stay" Theodore murmurs, cuddling the cat close. A pang of anger flashed through your stomach. That cat was getting more affection from your boyfriend then you'd gotten for most of the year. "No, she can't" your voice is snappy, and he sighs, kissing the top of Pies head and opening the back door, placing Pie outside and closing the door again before leaning against the wood, watching you.

"I don't understand what I've done to make you so upset, amore" he murmurs, and you snap, tossing the potato pot and the rag into the sink, taking off the ridiculous yellow gloves and tossing them onto the bench.

"You are never here, Theo" you insist. "And you go god knows where, because you weren't at practice tonight" you continue, when Theo opens his mouth to argue, you glare at him. Your voice shakes, and that makes you angrier. "No! You weren't, I called Peter, he was at home with his wife and baby son at four fifteen" you snap, and hurt flashes in his eyes. You want to apologize, but you haven't done anything wrong, not that you're aware of. You have suffered, for months, wondering what you'd done wrong. You didn't understand. You don't understand.

"So where were you? Were you with someone else, someone you can stand? Because it's pretty clear you can't stand me anymore" you toss your hands up, abandoning the gloves as you return to cleaning the dishes as Theo makes his way closer, returning to the island counter as you ramble on.

"If you were then just tell me and be done with it, because this wondering, the guessing, the hoping you aren't, the subconsciously looking for proof that you have been, is killing me" you ramble on.

"It is absolutely tearing me apart to think you don't love me anymore, trying to find reasons that would have you pulling away because surely, if you don't love me then you'd leave me, right? Except, I don't know, I don't know what I did-" you place the pot aside and start working on your plate. His is still in the microwave. "-I can't figure it out. Tell me what I did wrong, because I can't keeping going like this for much longer" you sniffle, and the sound has the guilt already drowning him shove him down deeper.

"I mean, do you even love me anymore? Because it really just seems like you're sticking around for convenience" You manage to mumble, your voice shaking as tears prick harshly at your eyes. You try blinking them back, but you have to harshly wipe your cheek with the back of your arm as the feeling of a few hot tears warm your cheeks.

A soft click sound from behind you and in your confusion, you turn, pausing at the sight. Theo is leaning heavily against the counter, his shoulders tense as the small dark blue velvet box sits open on the table.

A delicate gold ring, with agate as the stone sits undisturbed in the box, and you can feel your breath escape you because it is beautiful.

"I was afraid you would say no" he admits, gazing at you through his dark lashes you'd frequently voiced that you were jealous of. "I was afraid you'd say no, and I pulled myself away from you, and I'm sorry for not noticing how it affected you" he breathes. Almost as breathless as you.

He slowly rounds the island, gently stopping to stand beside you.

His hands land on your waist, delicate. "ragazza dolce, how could you ever doubt my feelings for you?" He murmurs, his thumbs rubbing gently over the skin of your hips. The touch makes you pause and, slowly, you melt against his chest. "You haven't touched me like this since April fourth" you start softly, gaze still on the ring, and he tenses beside you.

Fuck, you'd actually remembered the date he held you last? He knew it had been a while, he had felt horrible about his nerves pulling him away from you, but you'd memorized the fucking date he'd last touched you, and it was so much longer then he'd thought.

"You barely answer me anymore, I start every conversation, and it's either tense, or it falls through so fast i-" you hesitate. "It makes me feel like you don't see the point in talking to me anymore" his heart shattered, he could hear it, feel it- you'd felt so horrible, miserable even, and it was his fault. He'd been so wrapped up in how he felt that he hadn't even noticed you'd been miserable. Lonely.

"I'm sorry, mio caro, I'm so sorry" he murmurs, pained, his lips brushing the crook of your neck gently.

His hands gently guide you to face him, and you allow him to lift your hands, drying them off gently. "C'mon sunshine, I'm sorry, look at me" he murmurs, gently tucking his forefinger under your chin to guide you to meet his eyes. "I have been so nervous that I started pulling away, and I am so sorry you felt this way, sweet girl, I promise I love you" he assures you gently, watercolour eyes gazing into yours deeply.

"There has never been, nor will there ever be, anyone else. You are it for me, you are my Andromeda, I'm your Perseus, remember?" He pleads softly, reminding you of the last time you'd been in Hogwarts.

The astronomy tower would probably crumble if you stood in the wrong spot, still, you (almost) fearlessly ventured closer to the calm figure leaning against the wall of the castle, not for one second, caring that he was sitting in rubble. Gazing at the stars. He smiles at you as you stand beside him, and he offers you his hand, which you take as he helps you to sit beside him safely.

"Feel up to stargazing, my love?" He murmured, and you smile softly, leaning your head on his shoulder as his hand rests easily on your thigh, rubbing gently despite the dust-covered fabric in the way of your skin. "Always" you hum. He huffs a soft laugh and sighs warmly. "You remember those stars?" He asks softly, pointing out the constellation, and you nod against his shoulder. Andromeda and Perseus, the chained maiden and her lover. Her savior. Her husband, in entirety. They'd been so in love they were placed in the stars so their love would never end.

"Yeah, I remember, it's your favourite myth" he smiles, and he presses a soft kiss to your head, smiling himself. You'd remembered it was his favourite.

"If I was Perseus, you'd be my Andromeda" he murmurs, and you smile softly, melting into him. "If I was Andromeda, you'd be my Perseus" you retort gently, pressing a soft kiss to his shoulder as shouts of names, and calls of joy fill the night air.

The war is over. All is well.

"My father is dead" Theo hums. The way he says it was almost as if he'd simply noticed the time and pointed it out. He found more empathy for the roadkill the two of you had come across two weeks ago, a rabbit that had been hit by a carriage.

"I saw. Are you okay?" You ask gently.

"Yeah, I'm okay, as long as I have you, I'll always be more than okay" he hums, chuckling softly. "My mother will be okay now, she's safe" he sighs, the tension leaving him slightly.

"She is, Teddy" you smile, and as he wraps his arm around you to pull you impossibly closer, you both gaze at the sky and you do what you do best together.

You talk, and you stargaze.

You nod slowly, tears slipping down your cheeks, and he sighs softly in relief, his thumb swiping the tears away gently.

"I love you, so much. I'm sorry I let myself get in my head, I should've realized I was hurting you" he murmurs, his lips pressed against your hairline as he tucks a few strands behind your ear, his fingers trailing down your neck, then your shoulder, all the way to your hand, where he links your fingers together.

"Teddy, are you asking me to marry you?" You murmur softly, eyes gazing softly at the ring again. He hums, "will you say yes?" He murmurs softly, his thumb brushing against yours.

"I can't imagine a world where I'd consider saying no" you breathe, and you can feel his lips tug into a giddy smile against your temple. He pulls away, only enough to reach the ring, and gently hums.

"Look at me, bellissimo"

Your eyes meet his and he leans down to press a soft kiss to your lips, the familiar softness of it almost making you swoon.

"Will you, the most gorgeous woman I have ever laid eyes on, make me the absolute happiest man alive, and do me the honor of making me your husband?" He asks quietly, his lips brushing yours gently.

You smile, and nod softly, "that's a yes from me" you hum, "a big, fat, yes" you laugh, and he chuckles along with you, gazing softly at you as he slowly slips the ring onto your finger. "Good, now give me a big, fat, kiss" he demands playfully "I miss kissing my fiancé" he murmurs, and it sets off fireworks in your stomach.

You lean up and press a big, fat, kiss to his lips, just like he asked.

You giggle as he wraps his arms around you happily, tugging you closer and tapping your hip in the all too familiar signal to jump. You wrap your legs around him and he kisses you harder, his hands under your thighs.

"I have a lot to make up for" he mumbles, making his way into the living room and dropping you gently onto the couch, pulling a giggle from you.

"Remind me to tell Draco not to sit on this couch next time he comes over" you tease, and he laughs, loud, and happy, and the sound has you melting.

You have your Theo back, and he's not your boyfriend anymore, he's more, and you couldn't be happier.

#theo nott x reader #theodore nott x you #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott #theodore nott imagines #theo nott x y/n #theo nott #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #second wizarding war #slytherin boys #slytherin #fem reader #female reader #femreader x Theodore Nott #proposal

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only-martha-knows · 1 year

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I finished page five!! Finally, it took me longer than normal this time I think. I went with my family on vacation to Colorado during spring break, and I didn’t work on this one at all during that time. Then afterwards I got caught up in starting the War Doctor and the Ninth Doctor projects that I talked about before. I have maybe half a page done of each of them, and hopefully I’ll post progress for them too.

I’m kind of disappointed with this page. The coloring of the faces of Ace and Seven feels off to me, and with this pattern the detail of the smaller faces is pretty low. You can’t even really tell that Ace is holding a gun. This project is definitely one to be looked at from far away.

Anyway, here’s the project so far:

All in all, it’s looking amazing. I can’t believe I’ve done all of this since November. I’ve done 25,149 stitches, and that’s 20%! I’m going to work on page seven next instead of six, because I just did a very blue page and page six is pretty blue too, while page seven is almost all yellows. So that’s right underneath Four.

I’m so excited with the progress!

*edit: ahhhh I labeled Ace as Tegan TWICE! My brain must have shut off while I was typing. Fixed now!

#doctor who #cross stitch #seventh doctor #ace #peri #fourth doctor #fifth doctor #sixth doctor #the brigadier #leela

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leclerqued · 1 year

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I said it yesterday, Seb’s quotes were going to be the inspiration for this Monday Motivation. Mainly because I strongly believe that if we keep talking about Seb as a human, he is never leaving us for real. Yes, I am in denial and it hasn’t sunk in yet. I wanted to make a whole Daniel/Mick/Seb/Nicky Monday Motivation… but now I think I’ll shine a little spotlight on these beautiful quotes.

Yesterday I saw a TikTok that said ‘only six more weeks till 2023’ and normally it would give me the biggest rush of anxiety. “SIX WEEKS? But I haven’t achieved a whole lot and there is so little time…” But this year I am taking a different approach. Instead of just looking at the big things (like working for a company I loved, getting back on track with making myself healthier and of course getting my bachelor diploma last week), I am looking at all the small things that in hindsight made a big difference for my happiness and I want to ask you to do the same. I would love to hear the small things that made your January till November happier! 🧡

Here’s a small list of mine: I got closer with my friends since high school, I met new people and became close with them, I started doing these Monday Motivations and we became closer, I went on small little trips that are now big memories, I put myself out there and started this dating journey, I went to more concerts in a year than I’ve ever done, I started to take more pictures (no… I am not starting a babette.jpg even though I do think I could run a good account), I’ve seen more F1 cars in a year than I’ve ever done and most importantly I chose myself countless of times.

So, am I gonna give you a piece of homework this week? Yeah, I am! Write that list! Sit yourself down and write/record/sketch/whatever else a list of moments. Little moments of happiness and positivity to combat the stress of this year almost coming to an end. And if you feel like sharing, I’m a nosy bitch so… send them my way 🥰

Have a great week! 🍀

Ahhhh happy Monday baby!

I'm really sorry I missed your message last week. I've been working on a project that I hope will be worth the effort and I've been sleeping an awful lot. I went to my psychiatrist because I was having trouble getting asleep (thus causing my exhaustion during the day) so she adjusted my meds a bit and now it's a tad better even to the feeling of tiredness never leaves.

I must admit, yesterday gave me a ton of anxiety and when that overwhelmed me, depression. I know most people look forward to the end of the season mostly because of all the drama, but I wish I had a race every couple of weeks to look forward to, just to keep me away from bad thoughts.

Strangely, Christian Horner said something that calmed me down a bit: 2023 begins this week. And although we have to wait 100 days till the lights go out again, I feel that this winter break will bring us good news.

Or at least I hope so.

I didn't want to let Dan, Mick and Seb go, but at the same time I wish for Dan to make a great comeback. And for Seb to look at the possibility to be a TP for a certain Italian team...

But now, let's go back to your message!

Loads of stuff has happened since January and you're right, I haven't been looking at the little things that happened along the way: I found a research project to cooperate on with a professor that seems to have found something special in me and wants me to graduate soon. He also texts me for races and we comment on them. It's fun.

I finally found professional people to help me through my mental issues, I'm on medication and in therapy and my therapist made me feel less lonely now that I'm back living with my parents. I managed to get a couple of exams done too, fighting through my depression.

I adopted a cat. She's the love of my life now.

I finally visited my best friend in the city she's now living in.

I went back to play videogames and liking it. And met a new friend along the way.

And ofc I spent all the races having fun with all of you ❤️

Thank you for sending these messages. I really appreciate them ❤️ hope you have a wonderful week.

#babssionate #lovely moots and where to find them

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atthebell-moved · 2 years

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💀, 👻, and 🎦

💀 - i think it was a super interesting way to develop dream's character and allow for people to come back and do new stuff (i.e. wilbur and perhaps schlatt someday though ive somewhat given up on that :sob: but maybe connor now lmao)

like i think without it dream's hold over tommy wouldn't have been the same following the disc finale; which, if they wanted to end it there, would've been fine, but since they've continued since it makes it that much worse. exile was awful; but tommy escaped. revival isn't something tommy can escape and it means dream has that much more power over tommy. also i just like revival and necromancy and magical shit! i think it's neat! and i think it had a huge (positive) impact on wilbur's character. his first arc from l'manberg to nov 16 was a fully complete story, but being able to grapple with the aftermath of it has been incredible to watch and he's done such a good job.

and i think it creates a really cool dilemma for everyone. like imo the best way for everything with tommy and dream to end conclusively is for dream to die; preferably tommy or tubbo kill him. but the reason they didnt kill him during the disc finale was bc he had something they needed (and also bc him and punz had a plan with the prison). and that led to really interesting development for quackity and sam's characters and even techno's. so im a big fan!

👻 - i think wilbur is a filthy liar (<3 as he should be) and i think we need to remember that not only is c!wilbur an unreliable narrator but so is cc!wilbur. 1. he likes us to suffer 2. he just likes lying. so i don't fully believe him, but i wouldn't be shocked if ghostbur is in the same limbo wilbur was in BECAUSE i think they are fundamentally the same person, however much wilbur (c and cc) insists they aren't. i've had a pet theory since like. november or something that ghostbur isn't in limbo because either he never existed as a separate entity in the first place or bc he and alivebur combined the moment he was revived. i think ghostbur is everything cwilbur wishes he was, and he thinks hes not capable of the same kindnesses nor of receiving love in the same way. but he is! he is a fully complete person deserving of compassion in and of himself, and i think ghostbur is a reflection of that insecurity. so in my ideal world, theres a reveal that ghostbur was wilbur the whole time, appearing from limbo, or that ghostbur isnt in limbo and never was, that him and wilbur are now the same person. i don't know if that's where wilbur is going with it, but i will say i was very interested in the moments the other day when wilbur kept saying things ghostbur would say. very interesting!!!

ahhhh sorry for the essay i could talk about cwilbur for hours. but yeah i dont think ghostbur's ever coming back bc he shouldnt, in my opinion. also, tbh, i cannot imagine it feels good to have everyone beg you for info about the dead, soft, gentle version of your character rather than the one thats alive and messy and imperfect and hurting. like if i was him id be like yeah ghostburs dead forever bye bye you should like this version of wilbur and you should want that kind of love and kindness for him. but maybe thats just me!

🎥 - i really dont understand what counts as seasons tbh like everyone uses it differently so ill just say my favorite era (although i really love them all). i like the current era a lot, mostly bc ive been here for everything prison-break on (i started watching a little over a year ago) but i would probably have to say pogtopia is my fave (sorry i love angst). the drama of hiding away, of them losing everything just after they'd won it, wilburs character arc there is mwah mwah mwah, tubbos arc is incredible, and SCHLATT gd schlatt is such an incredible actor and character. ive been slowly getting through the backlog of big lore moments and by far ive enjoyed pogtopia above everything else.

ty for the ask!!

ask game

#i think i also just dont fully get the ghostbur love tbh #i wasnt there for any of him being alive so hes just a weird little guy #and i think ccwilbur was sick of him #above all else my major lore take is that i trust the ccs #and i especially trust wilbur to know what to do with his character #so wherever he goes with it i will be happy #asks #ask game #aliveburs

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letstrywritingmaybe · 5 months

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I am slowly getting myself to write the sibling verse. I’m so excited about this verse, but there’s just so much and I’m feeling overwhelmed. But then I look at the sketches vordark sent and I fall in love all over again. I really cannot sing enough praise over the art, I just end up in awe then I’m just yelling at people to look at it cause look!!! It’s so good!!! They’re so cute!!! And ahhhh!!!!

Okay, back to trying to get my shit together. I wrote one scene and I’m like okay done. But I’ve barely just begun.

Update: I have like four things in my draft right now. One is another bullet point fic from the fic ideas. One is for the sibling verse that’s finally going to be started! One is for the next part of the midnights album fic. One for the November prompts! Why am I like this?

Update 2: not to continue my sports love, but the explanation for why the defense for the chiefs being way better (and I mean way better. They are not a defensive team at all and now they’re number one? That’s nuts!) is cause the coach’s wife moved here and he has family with him so he’s a lot happier being the impact cited by Chris Jones??? That’s everything to me. How can I not want to continue my sports verses when I’m surrounded by things like this?

Update 3: I have too many things I need to post coming up, but also not enough at the same time. Also I finally did go and look at the winter solstice event for CoAi and I’ve got an idea for it, so hoping that goes well. As per usual I’ve not looked at the December prompts cause it’s not the month yet, but I can’t believe the year of the otp event is almost over! I’m written some more for False Memories, so hopefully I’ll update that soon and force myself to write the actual verse one day. I think I’m almost done with Devour, though I keep saying that (just like with the last part of I Wish I Cared Less). As it's getting colder hopefully it means I'll work on snow on the beach for the midnights album fic

#cynful babbles #I’m also trying to get some reading done too (but like an actual book book and not fics *sigh)#also my Pens play today!!! Let’s Go Pens!!!#back to the fic though… I think I need a better title cause I worry it’s confusing? but also I’ve got nothing right now *sigh #it’s just numbers… and I mean it should be a little confusing cause it’s a lot but idk #but also I’m so excited that the sibling verse is officially going to begin soon!!!

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xmystophalesx · 1 year

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Best New Heavy Metal Releases Week of November 18th, 2022

The Heavy Metal train just keeps rolling and week after week with more and more great releases. I started doing this because I was so insanely annoyed with people that were absolutely insistent that nothing good had come out since 1992. I would contend that more of the albums being released now are hands down better than the “Glory Days”. What is being done today on a shoestring budget is simply stunning. So let’s look at a few of these stunning albums. Man, perfect segue…:)

Hellfuck-Diabolical Slaughter (Thrash/Speed)**{sept 9th}

I just came across this and although it was released on September 9th, I just had to put it on this list. If I would have heard this during the week of release, it would have made a serious push for the album of the week. If you even slightly like aggressive Thrash Metal this will put a huge smile on your face. DO NOT MISS THIS ONE!

Candlemass-Sweet Evil Sun (Epic Doom)**

Does anyone today create Doom Metal as good as Candlemass can? I seriously doubt it. This is yet another gem from the Doom Metal masters.

Metalian-Beyond the Wall (Heavy/Speed)**

I have been a fan of this band for quite some time and I swear they just seem to get better and better with each release. This band would be an absolutely perfect addition to the Hell’s Heroes lineup in Houston. Just listen to track 2 “Motorhorse” and if it doesn’t just make you instantly crack a smile and start making you bang your head, you may not actually like Heavy Metal and you may need to reevaluate your life choices.

Istarn-Eschatology (Melodic Black)**

Came across this one late on in the weekend and worried that I wouldn’t find a highlight Black Metal album. It was down to the wire but Istarn showed up to continue the streak of yet another excellent Black Metal album. This genre has been absolutely fantastic over the last couple of years. If you haven’t given this genre a chance in a while, look into it. You may be surprised.

Rising Steel-Beyond the Gates of Hell (Heavy)**

A slab of good old-fashioned Heavy Metal but with a slightly more aggressive slant. If you know the American Power Metal band Cage, this band feels like a more aggressive version of them. Great riffs all over this album that will get that head banging.

That will do it for another week. Can’t believe we are almost at the end of the year. Now starts the anxiety of trying to set my top 30 albums of the year. Ahhhh first world problems. Always remember that music is the passion of the soul. Until next week, and as always,

BANG THY HEAD!!!

All worthy of a listen if you like the genre

*= standout in that genre

**=best of the week regardless of genre

Best of the Week

Candlemass-Sweet Evil Sun (Epic Doom)**

Aggression-From Hell with Hate (Thrash)**

Hellfuck-Diabolical Slaughter (Thrash/Speed)**{sept 9th}

Metalian-Beyond the Wall (Heavy/Speed)**

Rising Steel-Beyond the Gates of Hell (Heavy)**

Istarn-Eschatology (Melodic Black)**

Fatal Punishment-Age of Madness (Thrash)**

Unhallowed Creation-Edge of Existence (Melodic Death)**

Standout in their Genre

Wizards-Seven (Heavy)*

Disinter-Breaker of Bones (Death)*

Freternia-The Final Stand (Power)*

Virtual Symmetry-Virtual Symmetry (Progressive)*

Desert Dragon-This Side of Heaven (Hard Rock)*

Titan’s Rage-Never Surrender (Heavy/Traditional)*

Threshold-Dividing Lines (Progressive)*

17 Crash-Stamina (hard Rock)*

Blood of the Wolf-IV:The Declaration of War Eternal (Death/Black)*

Grimner-Urfader (Folk/Viking)

Rise to the Sky-Stay With Me When You’re Gone (Death/Doom)*

Terrible Sickness-Flesh for the Insatiable (Death)*

Witchunter-Metal Dream (Heavy)*

Well Seasoned Christ-Sanguine (Thrash)*

Airstrike-Power In Your Hand (Heavy/Thrash)*

Enemy Eyes-History’s Hand (Heavy)*

Guapa-Myriad (Psychadelic)*

Worth a listen if you enjoy the genre

Robot God-Worlds Collide (Stoner/Psychadelic)

Ueldes-Foreverer (Atmospheric Black)

Encyrcle-Deeper (Heavy/Speed)

Crypt Rot-An Ancient Summoning (Brutal Death)

Raskasta Joulua-Viides Adventti (Heavy/Hard Rock)

Allagash-Dark Future (Heavy/Thrash)

Medusa Touch-Insaniteyes (Heavy)

Dead Earth-Et Disperdam Illud (Melodic Black)

Rat Rod-Four on the Floor (Hard Rock)

Kamra-Cerebral Alchemy (Atmospheric Black)

IBUKI-My Life (Power)

Rebel Souls-Dawn of Depravity (Death)

Risingfall-Rise or Fall (Heavy)

Scars of the Flesh-In Darkness Alone (Death/Progressive)

Visceral-The Tree of Venomous Fruit (Death)

Cortege-Vandari (Death)

Leatherwolf-Kill the Hunted (Heavy)

With an impressive 5 winter fucking sucks out of a possible 5, Metalian takes pick of the week with yet another outstanding release!

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livcosmos · 3 years

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Chain of Iron BOOKTALK

I just….I….HOW…WHAT???? NOVEMBER?????!!!!!!…I can’t…What just happened???… I don’t even…OMG!!!!

I think there is nothing to say without spoiling anything sooo….

SPOILER WARNING

AAAAAAHHHHHHH I can’t believe how on earth am I supposed to wait till November??? NOVEMBER!!! I KNEW, I KNEW, I KNEW that it would end this way…this massive mess I knew it…I mean we do all remember how “Clockwork Angel” ended and don’t get me started on “Lord of Shadows”… I saw it coming but not like THAT!!! THIS IS BRUTAL!!!!!!

AHHHHHH OK alright I have to calm down and AHHHHH!!! This book was pure torture but in a good way, it hurt but I loved it! I couldn’t stop reading and I was screaming throughout the whole thing and you all know perfectly good why…. THE FREAKING BRACELET!!!! I couldn’t concentrate on anything else but the bracelet…. I WAS SOOOOOOO MAD and I still am…I am freaking out !!!!

NO but really, I have to start making sense and I don’t even know where to start…there is so much to talk about…but I guess I’m starting with the ENDING because helooooo what was that???

I can’t believe it…I was waiting throughout the whole book for that bracelet to break or for James to take it off or whatever and then it finally happened!!! It happened and I was like ‘OMG YAAASSSS’!!!! It’s finally happening James is going to realise that he loves Cordelia and they are going to be together for good…I have to admit the moment that wicked thing broke I was so grateful and happy, I was over the moon, but still I was sceptical, I wasn’t as happy as I should have been, I knew it was wayyyy to good to be true and that something bad had to happen… I felt it!

First I was afraid I was petrified…(sorry I had to), I thought the bad thing that was going to replace the bracelet mess was, what Tatiana The Lunatic told Grace to do… to make Jesse fall in love with her, because she couldn’t do it with James… and at that point I lost it!!! THAT WOMAN IS SICK!!! I saw the whole Clary and Jace drama from “City of Ashes” all over again running before my eyes … I know Grace and Jesse aren’t actually related but still that is sick!!!! I just can’t go through the whole thing, we got through with James and Cordelia because of Grace and the freaking bracelet all over again with Lucie and Jesse!!!! (I will get to the Jesse/Lucie thing in a minute!)

But of course that wasn’t the bad thing that was about to happen it would have been way to harmless… and when Grace went to James for “help” I was actually a little relieved, I thought ‘Alright she does have good sense and she is going to report Tatiana’….but oh no..oh no..oh no no no no no… ahhhhhhh!!!! James my love, I love you but what was in your head when you said “Thank God” and when you told Cordelia “I don’t feel about you the way I feel about Grace” ARE YOU CRAZY??? HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND??? But nevertheless, I have to give you credit for how you confronted her with her wicked power afterward, how you wouldn’t take her lies anymore! And you Cordelia darling, he said he has something important to tell, you don’t run away like that wait and see what he has to tell you or at least eavesdrop properly!!! And OMG I need to know what James wanted to tell her about the necklace he gave her, he said it has some story and I need to know it!!!

AHHHHHHH I was so happy that James figured everything out, it was my main goal for this book, my biggest hope and wish and I waited for it to happen the whole time, I couldn’t concentrate on anything else like LILITH?? WHATEVER, WHEN IS THE BRACELET COMING OFF???And then it finally happened and it turned into such a big mess! But in a weird way I love it, I am still very mad though and I need to know what happens!!! I need to know! I mean obviously things are going to turn out just fine but still!!!

Before going back to the James and Cordelia disaster we need to to talk about my love MATTHEW, because well he is very much a big part of the disaster! First of all, am I crazy or does he give off massive Harry Styles energy??? He is the fictional Harry Styles of the 20th century, if I may say so! His style… my God I’m in love! It’s not a secret that I love him very much, I have reread my booktalk for “Chain of Gold” (thank God I ramble so much in my booktalks because I was right back on track with every detail for starting this book!) and I called him my soulmate in there and he still very much is!! And ahhhhhh my hearth breaks for him, I hate to see him in pain!!!! The another big wish I had besides the bracelet breaking was, was for Matthew to tell someone what happened with Charlotte and OMG HE DID!!! I teared up at that scene, I was so happy, I was so relieved (and ahhh of course he knew that Cordelia is in love with James, of course he knew ahh bless him), he now has someone who knows and who watches over him more carefully and maybe Cordelia will convince him to tell the others too, especially Charlotte and Henry! It was such a big step forward and I am so happy for him! I have so much hope that everything will be fine with him but then…. We all know it… Cordelia will end up with James I mean that is more than crystal clear and I fear what will happen to him! I don’t want him to end up alone and oh my, call me crazy and I know I said this before but I do also ship him with Cordelia! Of course I ship James and Cordelia no doubt but still I would also love Matthew to be with her! I know, I know that would be a mess because he is to much like her father bla bla, but come on!!! He also needs someone and I don’t know who that someone could be, I don’t want him to be alone!!! (And also I need more scenes from his point of few, he needs to be more present, I don’t want our connection to fade!!!)

AAHHHH and he is going to Paris with Cordelia ahhhhhh I love that!!! I am all in for spontaneous trips and I know they shouldn’t run away from they problems like that but still, I think and also hope that they will have a great time there and that they may get closer? AH but that would be an even bigger mess wouldn’t it? I don’t know I’m confused, it’s the JEM-TESSA-WILL situation all over again. I mean I know Cordelia doesn’t love Matthew and that it would never be the same thing that she has with James and I know that all of this will backfire on Matthew, but even though I don’t want him to suffer I am still in for that, I am in for the drama!

Speaking of drama I loved that scene at the Shadow Market where James and Mathew where arguing, I didn’t liked that they were arguing but in some way it was a really great scene, I loved the tension and everything! It was really really good!

I also loved the trip scene, where Mathew took Cordelia to *couch* *couch* Wayland the Smith with the motorcar ahhhh it was lovely!!!

And hahah omg the scene at the end where James comes rushing to Matthew’s apartment and he talks to the Porter and he was like “Yeah that wasn’t his cousin, that was my wife” I couldn’t help laughing out loud! The situation was so serious and so full of tension but I couldn’t help laughing!

Another scene that made me laugh was the scene where I believe it was Thomas who said that James was possessed because he was writing in a book! And that is totally true James how could you?! HAHA

Alright so besides the bracelet/James-Cordelia-Matthew drama, what freaked me out at the end was what happened with Lucie and Jesse!!!

I still can’t get over the fact, that Cassie ended it like that!!! I mean Lucie is obviously still alive but OMG JESSE LIVES TOO!!!! I have to be hones that scene where he came back to life made me tear up, I was so happy, even though I know there will be consequences for Lucie. Ahhh and I fear crazy Tatiana but my God Jesse is alive!!!!!

And he and Lucie are soooo incredibly cute together I can’t! That scene where they were dancing in the snow….my Lord that was the sweetest thing ever I loved it so much!!!

But oh boy oh boy, as Jesse was possessed by Belail, I was so scared for him, that Cordelia would stab him with Cortana, the fear was there and it was over the top, I felt sick! Thank God things turned out fine! Crazy lunatic Tatiana how could you do that to your own son who you claim to love so much???? How could you let a Prince of Hell posses him??? Crazy lady you are awful!!!

Oh boy and if we are already touching the topic of rising up Jesse we have to talk about Malcom….goodness gracious I can’t believe the whole TDI drama is because of freaking insensitive crazy witch Grace!!! I can’t get over the fact that she is the reason why Malcom turns into a psychopath and kills so many people and basically causes all the drama in TDI!! If Grace wouldn’t have done that, if Lucie might have stoped her (or if she wouldn’t encourage Malcom into his madness my calling up Annabelle) things would have turned out so different!!!

And where in the world did he take Lucie and Jesse??? Ah I don’t trust him, because I mean it’s obvious why!

Oh and speaking of necromancy, I’m so frustrated, that I don’t remember what Ty and Kit did exactly to rise up Livvy, I mean now it doesn’t matter anymore because Jesse is alive but still, I want to remember how they did it or better say how they tried to do it!

Ah and before I go into a completely other direction I want to say a few more things about Grace… so first of all I can’t believe James left here there in the room alone I am scared that she will run away or something, that she wouldn’t tell Charlotte the truth without James there to force her… but hey we will have to wait and see what happens!

And then there is this other thing… learning her backstory in this book made me hate her a little less! I am not happy about it but I don’t know seeing exactly what she has been trough I felt sorry for her! I still don’t like her God forbid no way, she is still evil, she could have ripped apart that bracelet so many times!!! I get that she fears Tatiana but fjhfkfg, I don’t know I pity her now. And it makes me mad that I can’t be as mad at her as I was before! And then again I feel sorry for hating on her so much because it’s not her fault! I am glad though that we got this insights from her life, so that we can understand her a little better!

The other thing is, that I don’t know how I feel about her getting closer to Christopher, Christopher is such a cuty and I am constantly worried about him, because he is so pure and he trusts everyone blindly and Grace is an evil witch so…I don’t know let’s hope for the best! And then again on the other side they are both a little odd, I can picture them together, I can see that they could fit well together! Seeng it doesn’t mean accepting it though!

A few quick words about Alastair, before we go into the next big thing, I love how he cares for Cordelia, that he is so different around her and I love, that slowly but surely he is changing and behaving better and that he is slowly but surely getting the acceptance of the group! Lets hope things will tun out good, especially the bad blood between him and Matthew!

AH OH and Thomas, even though at first I thought that the whole thing with him being accused to be the murderer was a bit of unnecessary drama, I think things took a great turn! And my god I loved the the scene with him and Will and the Mortal Sword! It was absolutely hilarious, the question Will asked about the money, bless his soul!!!

Speaking of him, I loved to see him and Tessa, as usual, I can’t never get enough of them! And also Jem of course, the one and only love of my life!!! How are we kidding, I don’t think I have to tell anyone anymore, that I cried when he played the violin at James’ and Cordelia’s wedding! That got me! He gets me every time, he is my sensitive spot! And I also cried at the end when he came to talk to Cordelia and yeah…the usual…every time I think about him I cry…I just love him to much! (Speaking of the wedding, omg that was so beautiful and what Charlotte said oh my…that as so so sweet!!!)

But I have to say even though I love Jem, Will and Tessa and I love to see them every time I get the chance, I am also really happy that they don’t play that big of a role here in this story, I said this before but I love that it’s their children’s story where they are there but they are not the main characters. That is also valid for Magnus, I love that he is always there to save the day but still I like that the kids get to write their own story, if that makes sense!

OH Oh and the Italian girl?! It so ironic, that she died because I don’t know in the booktalk for “Chain of Gold” I was like: ‘Yeah omg there is this Italian girl coming I hope the group will accept her, and that she may be the one for my Math!’… well that turned out completely different!

Ohhh and her last name was di Angelo?! I love how Cassie thanked Rick for letting her borrow that last name, I love that two of the most amazing authors in the whole world are friends!

Ok but back to the serious stuff…. Lilith oh Lilith…. I was a little suspicious at the beginning of book at the bachelorette party when her name came up for the first time but I thought nothing of it, I was like oh ok let’s move on…and then her name came up a few more times but I still didn’t thought there was anything to it. Foolish little me, I should have seen it going but I didn’t!!!

I was suspicious of Wayland the Smith if I may quote my own notes, that I wrote down when he first appeared: “ Don’t trust Whayland the Smith, that was so wired, oh Cordelia what have you done, is he the killer?? Is he helping the killer??”. So deep down I knew something was up but I didn’t knew what and uhhhh….oh my and she pretending to be Magnus??? How did she dare to do it! Shame on you Lilith!!!

OMG and the battle at the end with her and Belail and everyone was so intense!!! I can’t wait to see how they are going to solve this whole mess, especial the paladin thing!

And the whole Wayland the Smith thing is actually so interesting like does he actually exists? Is he still alive?? We definitely need more informations about him!

Coming back to the paladin thing though, I can totally understand Cordelia, how she must feel and all but please gris don’t exaggerate you still have to be Lucie’s parabatai, you can’t give that up! It has to happen, it just has to! And what have you done to Cortana? Where is it? I need to know!

Oh uh uh but you know what else is suspicious??? That gift Cordelia got from her father, that sword hold thing, because first of all where did he get it from and second Lilith (as she pretended to be Waylande the Smith) made comment on it, that it was worthy or good or something, does that mean that thing is also enchanted, does it mean it has a spell on it or something? Did Elias get it from her? It’s very suspicious and I need more informations!

By the way, his death… I didn’t feel very sorry because I don’t know he was causing unnecessary trouble and even though I am grateful that he saved Jem all those years ago…I don’t know he was wired…I felt sorry for Cordelia, seeing her suffer so much made me sad but than again his death caused unnecessary trouble even if only for a short while between James and Cordelia so I don’t know…and Alastair suffered so much all those years because of him… we wasn’t very likeable!

All in all I had the best time reading this book, it felt so good to be back “home”, I love this world so much and it felt so good to be back! It made me miss London so much… it reminded me how much I love it and ah also the time period I love it !!! Unfortunately though it is now over and I have to face the real world again, and besides that we have to wait till November to find out how things will turn out!!! On the other side I don’t want it to end!!!

Thank you very very much for reading and please let me know your thoughts on the book!!!

P.S. Cordelia said, that if she loses a chess game she would tell James how she is in love with, do you think that is how they are going to make up? That they will play a game and she will lose and tell him that she has always loved him and then they will be together for real? By the way they still have to get those second wedding runes!!!!

P.P.S James’ middle name is Henry??? That is the sweetest thing ever!!!

P.P.P.S I hope that everything between James and Matthew will be ok, that they will stop forging, that Matthew will tell James everything and that everything will be ok regardless of whom will end up with Cordelia!

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sylvies-chen · 3 years

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At the beginning on quarantine (March 2020 obviously) I binged all of 911 on Hulu and then it recommended that I watch Chicago Fire, I had always heard of it thanks to the commercials playing in NBC but never thought anything of it. But I was desperate for something new to watch and it look interesting enough so I gave it a shot.

I binged it all in a month… To say I fell in love with it is the biggest understatement ever. I’m so glad I did too! Because I did it gave me the greatest community ever! I love the storylines, I love the characters, I love the ships but I honestly love the fandom even more! It gave me true, lasting friendships that go beyond the internet and I love that so much.

It’s also really cool cause at first my parents were annoyed by the sounds of bells/sirens going off constantly coming from my bedroom then they got curious about and I rewatched the then 8 seasons together because they loved it so much. Which led us to binging all of PD and Med together too so by the time new episodes of OC were premiering in November we were all caught up and could all enjoy something together which is super rare for us all to love the same thing so much. These shows really have a way of bringing people together ❤️

AHHHH YES, I love this story!! My favourite one by far, I absolutely love hearing how we were brought together 🥰 You’re so right, the community and fandom here is absolutely amazing and the friendships here are ones that’ll stick for a long time!

And binging with family is always fun, I loved getting my parents hooked on One Chicago too. My story starts actually in March at the beginning of the pandemic as well, when I watched the season finale of The Good Doctor. It was a totally devastating finale so it sent me (and my mom who also watched it) on the search for a new medical drama that wouldn’t hurt as much lol. Finally, one late April night, I got back from meeting up with a friend and when we turned on the TV, it was already on the NBC channel and airing what I would then go on to learn was the Chicago Med season 5 finale. So me and my parents sat there and watched all 3 episodes— the s5 finale of Med, s8 finale of Fire, and s7 finale of PD— without knowing anything about the series. And, funnily enough, when we were done we thought Med was the best of the three! (In all fairness, we were in the mood for a medical drama at the time and the finales weren’t the originally planned finales because of COVID). I went back and watched all the shows from the beginning— first Med, then Fire, then PD (with the exception of crossovers which I watched in chronological order). When my parents caved and watched Fire and PD, they did it in a totally messed up order which is why my tiny old mama with an already terrible memory confuses the characters all the time. But obviously, now, we all recognize that Fire is our favourite. That show stole my heart quickly and then, after that, there was no competition <3

You’re very right though, these shows have such a way of bringing people together. Like you and me! It’s probably the first fandom I’ve ever been THIS invested in, I get emotional goosebumps every time I think about it 🥺

#send me 9th anniversary fire asks!#abby.answers #user.sky #my soulmate

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ladyofthenoodle · 3 years

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Fanfiction Year In Review - 2020

more like fanfiction life in review but hey if my first year as a writer isn’t worth reviewing than what is?

1 List of fics completed this year in the order they were finished:

it's hard to get to know you (but i'm down) my first fanfic ever!

Me, My Best Friend, and Her Cat (for fanfiction exchange)

full exposure

our hands would not be taught to hold another's (ladynoir july)

coin operated boy (dark fic october event)

he is rugged and long lasting (adrichat november)

five times Caline Bustier tried to find love (and one time she did)

2 Number of words written:

58,408 words published on Ao3 - not bad considering I only started in June!

3 Your most popular fic:

our hands would not be taught to hold another's, by far, although Me, My Best Friend, and Her Cat also gets quite a bit of traction when people are looking for Alya sugar fics!

4 Your personal fav:

our hands would not be taught to hold another's is my baby and a labor of love. before writing this, I didn’t think I had what it takes to be a writer - sure, I’d published my first fic, a little one shot, but that was a flash in the pan - nothing like a long, heavy, multichaptered work. I honestly didn’t think I could do it so I’m incredibly proud of it and so grateful for everyone who helped me and encouraged me throughout it, including Cass (@sing-in-me-oh-muse) who betaed and commented on every chapter.

5 Your fav scene:

ahhhh, how to choose? probably Adrien getting the ring back in “hands” - certainly there are other moments I am very proud of as a writer but man, I was SO READY to write that once I finally got to that chapter and I was also super pleased with how the scene turned out.

6 A fic or scene that challenged you:

coin operated boy was so hard for me - I can do angst okay but this was much darker than I’d gone before and way out of my comfort zone! I would like to go back to the story some day and resolve it because I cannot stand leaving the babies sad, but... I am just not ready to touch it again.

7 A line of writing you’re proud of:

oh gosh this is also hard to pick ummmm idk here’s my favorite lines from my unpublished fics because who knows when they will get a chance to shine

I was very proud of the alliteration here

Marinette flopped forward now, her arms coming to rest onto the desk a little too hard, making her cell phone lose its precarious perch and topple onto the tabletop.

and my favorite moment of Tikki dialogue I’ve ever written

“Why don’t you make him a scarf, like your other friends?” Tikki chirped. “Or one of those themed money cards!”

“Themed money — Tikki, are you suggesting I give Adrien a gift card?”

8 A comment that touched you:

ahhhh this is so hard to choose??? i treasure every comment and i got so many lovely ones this year. Rikka gave me my very first comment ever and even though it was short it is very important to me because she is very important to me. and so many talented people gave me such wonderful comments on “hands” when I was discouraged and every one of those touched me so much. @aquawsm wrote so many lovely comments and created stunning art of my black cat Alya and @raisinraven found my fic on tumblr and joined Ao3 just to comment which is amazing!

9 Something that inspired your writing:

the Miraculous Ladybug fandom and the people in it. I’ve read fanfiction for so, so long and while I always had story ideas in my head, I never thought I’d be able to write them. shout out in particular to @kasienda for looking at the prompts I’d written and seen a writer in them when I couldn’t see it myself, to @sing-in-me-oh-muse and Rikka for encouraging me to just go for it with that first story and for every story since, and to everyone in the Miraculous Fanworks discord for all the writing resources and support and encouragement over the last 6 months

10 Your proudest accomplishment (that one scene; finally finishing that one fic; posting your first fic; etc):

oh I like this question, it gave me my answer already - definitely posting my first fic. and people actually LIKING it, oh my gosh, what??? wild

11. Do you have any writing goals for the next year?

mmmm nope, I should probably try to set some! I have a long list of things to write and half-finished and barely-started projects and I would like to get at least some of it done! hopefully I can finish another multi-chaptered work but other than that I just hope I can keep writing and improving

tagging @silveryeet @noirequin @fictionalinfinity @sae-what @miabrown007 and whoever else I forgot sorry tagging makes me nervous

#2020 #fanfiction #year in review #miraculous ladybug

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deluxinn-works · 3 years

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[Ever Since Then] Chapter 1-9

【Chapter One: The one who I wanted】

Adelyn successfully escaped from the ski trip.

She softly sat down in the subway and breathed a sigh of relief.

It was sad that she had to miss such a big event, but witnessing the one she wanted laughing with her rival would’ve been even more tragic.

Or so she felt.

Her only lament was knowing the disappointment everyone would have of her since she backed out at the last second.

But there was nothing left she could’ve done at that moment, so she gave up.

The sorrow was her lullaby, and it would’ve led her all the way home.

Martin, however, didn’t let that happen.

Adelyn momentarily opened her eyes and saw him standing there with eyes of melancholy, whilst her eyes filled with agitation.

“Of course the one who I wanted to see the least is the one who shows up. What are you doing here?” she questioned.

“I could ask you the same thing. You looked forward to this trip more than anyone else, so I don’t get it. Why are you on the train back home?” replied Martin.

She looked away with dull eyes.

He stared for a minute then realized an eternity could pass and she still wouldn’t have responded.

So, instead, he took a seat next to her.

“I can’t go back without you. It just won’t feel right.” he said.

“…Are you trying to guilt trip me or something?”

“No, not at all. I just can’t believe the class would have fun without you around. I also don’t believe it’d be right to leave you alone now that I know you clearly wish you didn’t leave.”

“And what makes you so sure?”

“Well… If you took pleasure in ditching us, you would’ve been doing something along the lines of happily snickering or dining at a restaurant, not… Scowling.”

“You haven’t stopped to think that maybe you’re the reason of that scowl?”

“I have, actually. Not for now, though. But for before.”

Adelyn’s eyebrow twitched, and Martin knew he was spot on.

“Aren’t you just the knight in shining armor? Just assuming that people who are alone hate the isolation.” she said in attempt to change the subject.

“There’s nothing wrong with some alone time, but there’s a difference between preferring to have no company and having something preventing you from company. Something like jealousy.”

“It looks like you don’t have to wonder why I hate you anymore because now you’ll know. It’s because you think you know me.”

“Really? I think you hate me because I know you too well.”

“Enlighten me, then. What could I possibly be jealous of?”

“That I was with Winter. The fact that she and I happened to be in the same group bothered you. Before the grouping period, you were just fine.”

Adelyn felt her stomache drop.

She figured that her secret was out.

She felt betrayed.

“Then, why did you ask me why I left if you knew?” she asked.

Martin shyly looked away.

“I just can’t give myself too much credit.” he said.

“To be fair, I thought I hid it well. Giving yourself a little credit wouldn’t hurt.”

“No, I mean… I just can’t believe anyone would actually like me.”

“Like you? What are you talking about, Martin? You know I like-”

Adelyn paused.

Then her face got red with embarassment.

He didn’t know her secret.

But she gave it away.

The two made wide eye contact for a few seconds then slowly turned away.

“Arriving at Dasdun. Dasdun Station.” the transit system said.

As the train doors opened, Martin grabbed Adelyn’s hand and began to run.

“Hey! What the hell are you doing?” yelled Adelyn.

“I was just thinking, you can’t think Winter’s going to wait for you forever. Besides, it’s already November!” said Martin.

“I can’t tell if you’re talking about the person or the season!”

“Sure you can! Just read the sentence that’s right above your reply! It’s not that hard!”

“You’re an idiot!”

The two headed to the Northbound platform and barely made it onto the train back to the lodge.

“You should be there. I promise Winter will be happier with you around. She was the one that did her best to convince you to come, after all.”

She finally managed to crack a smile to him.

“I guess, in the end, I should be glad you’re a moron.”

“Hey, what’s that supposed to mean?”

“Even though we only spoke a few times before today, you seriously thought I liked you. And… Without that, I would’ve kept believing you were some stuck up jerk. You could’ve left me, but you gave me a chance to spend time with her again. But…. You should’ve seen the look your face after you found out!”

“What?! You mean your face that was as red as Hide in the last episode of New York Ghoul!”

“I-I’ll show you red!” she yelled as she pulled on his cheeks.

Ever since then, she knew he was her best friend.

【Chapter Two: Falling for you】

“Huh, Adelyn? Where’s Martin?” asked Estelle, not aware of Adelyn’s hour long absence.

“He was insistent in joining the group I was in. Must’ve really wanted to ski with Jaime or something.” she replied.

Of course, this was planned by Martin and herself a few minutes before their arrival. It took him a while, but Martin had finally convinced Adelyn a second time to be brave when it came to Winter.

“Oh I see… So he wants to ditch us for the beginner’s group, huh?” smiled Winter.

“Beginner..?” asked Adelyn.

“Yeah. Don’t you remember? We were split into three groups: Intermediate, Casual, and Beginner. This group being intermediate.” said Estelle.

“Dammit! That lil sackbag used me!” Adelyn thought.

Martin sneezed. After he regained his composure, he graced his eyes upon the bunny hill.

“It still looks pretty damn scary for a beginner’s course.” shivered Jaime.

“Don’t worry man. The trick to not falling is to never stand up in the first place.” said Martin.

“You mean like squatting your ass down on the skis?”

“Yeah.”

“Uhh, that’s missing out on the experience. What’s the point of that?”

“To not wipe out like the dinosaurs.”

Winter and Adelyn stood atop of the intermediate mountain.

“I’m probably not ready for this, Winter. I mean, this is the first time I’ve ever worn skis.”

“I know, Adelyn. Don’t worry. It may look kind of intimidating, but it’s actually the same as the bunny hill. The only difference is that there’s trees and multiple paths downward”

“You mean multiple ways our bones can break while falling down.”

Winter gave a warm laugh.

“That can happen, yes. Even for me. But if it’s falling for you I doubt I’d mind since with every moment of pain there’s a moment of experience to learn from.”

Adelyn’s face beamed and, without her noticing, subconsciously took a step forward and began the downhill journey.

“Oh, shit! Winter! What’s the ‘I wanna freaking stop going downhill’ maneuver?!” yelled Adelyn.

“No! You don’t want to stop too abruptly! Try slowing down first!” Winter shouted back.

“Okay, what’s the slow down maneuver?!”

Winter took a deep breath.

“Hold on!”

She sped down the hill to catch up with Adelyn, and she did it with much grace and such speed.

When the two finally met, they grabbed each other’s hands and they started to slow down.

“Not bad for your first time, Adelyn.” said Winter.

“You too, er, I mean…”

The two shared a gaze for a moment.

After a few seconds, a squat skiing Martin crashed into Winter, causing her to flip twice in the air then roll down the hill.

“What’re you doing?!” screamed Adelyn.

“Losing control! I never thought skiing like this would be so difficult! I also never thought the bunny hill was connected to the intermediate one! Like that just makes no-”

Before he could finish his sentence, Martin crashed into a tree.

In the distance, Adelyn saw Jaime also making his way from the bunny hill to the mountain.

“Ahhhh, Adelyn!” he cried.

He tried to grab onto Adelyn to stop himself from falling, but she dodged, causing him to trip. As a result, though, she slipped on his back and began sliding down the hill while dragging him on her ski.

“Oh God! This hurts a lot more than you think it does, yo!” yelled Jaime.

“You shouldn’t have tried to grab me! What would’ve that done, huh? This would’ve happened anyway, with my head on the snow and all!” replied Adelyn.

The two of them kept tumbling until eventually they flew up a few feet into the air.

It was then that Estelle showed up and opened up her arms.

“It’s alright! I’ll catch the both of you and then we’ll-”

And before she finished her sentence, they crashed into her and the three shot down straight to the bottom.

【Chapter Three: After you win】

“I’m really sorry. I thought I’d be able to catch the both of you… I have been working on my upper body strength after all.” said Estelle.

“I think you’d require a lot more than that to catch a falling boulder, but…” replied Adelyn.

“Look at all of you so beat up and stuff. As for me? I haven’t got a scratch on me. Oh, a splinter.” Martin said as he pulled out one of the fifty pieces of wood in his forehead.

“I think most of this happened because of you, but…” Adelyn once again replied.

“Yeah, I wish I were more like you, Martin. I’m still working on my balancing. I mean I can’t even do it when it comes to chemical equations either.” sighed Jaime.

“I think those two things are completely different, BUT…!”

“Hey, we can’t be too hard on ourselves. On the bright side, Martin taught me that back flips are a lot less painful that I thought they’d be. Rolling down a hill on the other hand… Well, anyway! With every moment of pain there’s a moment of experience to learn from!” Winter said.

“Then he’s gonna get a full lecture today!” angrily said Adelyn as she pulled Martin from the splinter in his head.

His eyes teared up from the pain of getting dragged from the piece of wood. After the two of them were alone, Adelyn harshly pushed him to the side then began to scold him.

“I thought you were good at skiing! What’s the big idea?!”

“I am good at skiing! But squat skiing’s a new thing for me, so can’t expect a guy to master something that difficult so quickly. Like shuffling, you’re either really bad at it or really good at it, there’s like no in between.”

“Remember when I said I was glad you’re a moron? I think I take that back.”

“Good, because now you’ll be glad to see my genius side.”

“….I’m not sure I follow.”

“That’s also good, because you’re not gonna follow, you’re gonna lead. You see Winter all cold and stuff over there? Now’s a great time to grab her some hot chocolate. I think she’d really appreciate it. Oh and everyone else unless you wanna be all suspicious, which you already are, by the way, since we’re talking right in front of the bathrooms.”

“You trying to get a free hot chocolate off of me?”

“Ye- no.”

“You’re like Aizen or something. I bet me transferring to this school was your idea too. Ugh, I could’ve still been having skiing lessons with her if it weren’t for you.”

“A lesson on death mountain? Iiiii think you already learned that one. Look, I’m sorry about losing control on my squat ski crusade. I didn’t mean to interrupt the both of you, but with one closed door, another one opens.”

“In haunted houses, maybe.”

“And ski lodges. Look around you. It’s warm and cozy, and hey there’s even a fireplace. Wait no, that’s just a flat screen with a heater beside it. Anyways, I think it’s better to have more of a intimate environment when it comes to doing confessions.”

“Confession?! I don’t want to do that yet! I… I just want to get closer to her, that’s all.”

“You could get closer to her after the fact.”

“Why? I mean, it’s not like I have to rush into things.”

“Adelyn, how long has passed since you met her and she still doesn’t know? You could tell yourself you’ll do it someday, but that’s a fancy way of saying you’ll do it never. If you take the time we have while we’re young for granted, you might regret it. I won’t have any time rewinding powers either, so you gotta decide for sure whether or not you want to go another day keeping her oblivious.”

“I guess. But what will I do when I get rejected?”

“You don’t have to be scared of not having hundreds of chapters to delay an inevitable confession. This isn’t Hina Love or koiNise! Readers love when all the filler’s cut out, trust me. You won’t get rejected.”

“How do you know?”

“Because I’d date you. She can’t say she wouldn’t date you.”

“Yeah, you’d date me if I were into dicks.”

Martin couldn’t tell if she was talking about genitalia or the type of person. Or both.

After pondering for a moment, he continued the conversation.

“Anyway, you can practice on me. Come on, pretend I’m Winter.”

“Psh. You’re barely Autumn.”

“I-is that a compliment?”

“No it’s not a goddamn compliment!”

“I was mimicking Winter just then because I thought the ‘what if’ scenario already started. Was that seriously what you would’ve said to her?”

“I am so done.”

“Wait! You didn’t tell pretend Winter you like her yet!”

“I’m not gonna tell Winter I like her!”

As Adelyn’s sentence left her mouth, Winter walked into the hallway that led to the bathrooms.

Martin and Adelyn shared shocked expressions and huddled together.

“Quick, help me think of something to play it off!”

“Don’t play it off! Now’s your chance to be honest and just let it out in the open! You can talk to me again after you win! Not many stories continue after the main couple get together, so maybe you can make this one an exception!”

“W-wait, I can’t!”

Winter noticed the both of them and decided to let them know she was there.

“So this is where the both of you were hanging out. Come on, we ordered hot chocolate already. It’ll get cold if you don’t hurry back.” she said lovingly.

“Oh shit. The hot chocolate plan failed like me in math class.” thought Martin.

“Yeah, no kidding! What are we going to do now, order bagels?!” thought Adelyn.

“Wait, I’m thinking this in my head right now! How’d you reply to me, Adelyn?”

“I took your advice and read the text above my sentences!”

“If it’s bagels you want, we ordered those too.” said Winter out loud.

“So she could read our minds toooooooo?!!!” they thought in unison.

Adelyn took a deep breath and began to speak.

“A-about that sentence I said earlier that you heard…”

“Sentence I heard?”

“…I! I meant it! I’ve been in lo- li- lo- like with you since a few days after we met!”

Adelyn was completely flustered. She wanted to turn to Martin so that he’d give a thumbs up of encouragement, but he was gone.

【Chapter Four: The coolest person 】

“That asshole ditched me!” thought Adelyn.

Winter had a calm expression but her face was as red as Rudolph. Rudolph himself, not just his nose.

“Wow…. I don’t know what to say! I mean, I always thought you were the coolest person who ever spoke to me. So, hearing you say this makes me really happy!” said Winter.

“Coolest person? Me? Noo no! W-wouldn’t that be you?”

“Ohh, I got you! Is that a joke about my name?”

“No, but it is a joke about how you tumbled down the mountain.”

Adelyn stuck her tongue out then turned away. It was the first time she felt truly comfortable with casually speaking with Winter.

“Let’s go out!” Winter said with a smile.

“Wait, what’d you say?”

“I said we should go out with each other!”

“You’re not going to reject me and say you want to know me better first? B-but the first time we like spoke spoke was when you convinced me to go on this trip.”

“No… To be honest, the only reason I haven’t developed feelings for you yet is because I didn’t expect someone as cool as you to like me. But now that I do, I don’t want to let go of that, you know? And I’d be happy to get to know you more, so let’s go out with each other!”

Adelyn tried to keep eye contact with Winter but was too flustered.

“I’d be happy to.” she managed to reply.

The two began to walk back to the lodge cafe to rejoin the others.

“So, about us… Do you think we should tell everyone or should we just-”

Before Adelyn could finish, Winter saw their friends and said:

“Hey guys! Adelyn and I are dating!”

Adelyn made an almost inaudible squeal.

Winter looked over and saw that Adelyn was caught off guard with the announcement.

“Sorry! I was excited and I wanted to let them know. I could say I was just kidding if you-”

Before Winter could finish her sentence, Adelyn held Winter’s wrist and shook her head.

“It’s okay, Winter. I want to tell them too. I just didn’t expect you to do it like that.” she said while smiling.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make it look like I’m showing us off. Alright, let’s go tell them together!” Winter replied happily.

The two sat down with their friends and let them know of their new status together.

Everyone was excited for them and they held a toast to celebrate. After a good thirty minutes, they returned to the ski lifts and spent time together till it was time to head home.

Jaime and Winter lived near each other, so they took the same bus home. Estelle got picked up earlier at the lodge by her mom. So, that left Martin and Adelyn.

“Why did you ditch me at the most crucial moment, you jerk?” asked Adelyn.

“I didn’t need to be there. It was your special moment, right? You’re dating her, not ‘us’ dating her.” Martin replied.

Adelyn raised her eyebrow then changed the subject.

“Speaking of… How did you know she’d say yes? Are you from the future? You did mention something about rewinding time.”

“If I were from the future, don’t you think I’d change the part where I crashed into a tree?”

“I thought you didn’t have a scratch on you.”

“Yeah, I didn’t have A scratch on me, I had like a million.”

“Hm… Okay, then you’re not my imagination either, right? You seem to be too supportive to me and I didn’t even notice when you left.”

“Imagination? This isn’t Might Club. And I’d be worried if your attention was on me during your own confession.”

“Curious. But I still don’t believe you. Tell me something I don’t know.”

“What? Okay… Uh, a cat’s penis is like a hook.”

“That’s disgusting. Why would you say that? But yeah, I already knew that. Tell me something else.”

“Um… There’s a place called Eromanga located in Australia.”

“Woah, really? That’s actually kinda funny! I didn’t know that one, I guess that means you’re real.”

“Of course I’m real! How else was Winter gonna back flip like that?”

“Practice makes perfect.”

“Mm, yeah that was a pretty perfect moment, I can’t argue with that.”

The two paused then shared a laugh as their train drew closer and closer.

【Chapter Five: Self defense】

“Hey, we should take some self defense classes.” Adelyn suggested to Martin.

“Sounds like fun. Which styles were you thinking?” he replied.

“Hm. Karate, Tae Kwon Do, Jujutsu…”

“Everyone learns those. We should try something unexpected… like Drunken Fist.”

“You mean try sitting your ass in jail.”

“No, I’m serious. I mean there’s gotta be countless assholes who recognize the usual styles so they’d know how to counter us. We gotta be the hipsters of combat in order to survive.”

“Okay… Why don’t you suggest something other than the Drunken Fist?”

“If you say so. Hmm, I know, what about Muay Thai?”

“We’re learning self defense, not how to kill someone.”

“Muay Thai wasn’t designed to kill! Nothing is.”

“Then explain guns, dude.”

“Guns could just be a device that emits a loud noise to warn people that they’re about to get shot by a gun.”

“Yeah, I’m not sure that’s the best example to help your case.”

“Trust me, the best defense is a good offense. Not a great offense though, that’d be too offensive.”

“Okay, fine. We’ll look for a place that teaches Muay Thai.”

“And if we don’t find one, we could always use ThouTube.”

Adelyn narrowed her eyes and glared at Martin.

“You better show up to every class.” she said.

“I will. Unless I have homework- Oh, who am I kidding? I never do school work anyways.” he replied.

Adelyn sighed in response.

“Hey, don’t worry. This whole thing was my idea, I wouldn’t ditch it after all this.”

“You mean our idea. The killing stance was your idea, and self defense was mine, so our idea.”

“Alright. Our idea.” Martin happily agreed.

Thus marked the first activity they have committed to together.

【Chapter Six: Our bar date that’s probably not a disaster】

“So… We’ve been on a couple dates now, right?”

Adelyn took a couple sips of her mojito before she nodded and replied with a “Mhmm.”

“Well, not that I’m counting but it’s been about 2 years, 7 months, and 10 days since our last appearance together so I was wondering… Is why you brought us to a Barcade? To change it up for the reader’s lost time?” asked Winter.

The glass in Adelyn’s hands that was once a steady fellow became more akin to a person at a club, judging from the way it was shaking.

“No! W-Who would care about those two people anyways? Because I do, a lot and I appreciate them but I’ve just been busy with learning Muay Thai that I’ve wanted to become a bit more spicy. You know, pick you up in this bar because I can’t do it physically.”

Winter stopped her laughter so fast that it sounded like a sneeze.

Though that and Adelyn’s words to made it impossible to suppress the rest of it and let out bursts one after the other.

“You’re too adorable. You picked me up once already Adelyn. I think you can do it again.” she said while moving closer to Adelyn’s side.

Oh God. I might’ve confessed to her first but I swear I’m not a top. I’m not a top. I’m not a top! thought Adelyn.

“Oh yeah! Totally! All me…!”

Adelyn said that in a convincing voice by the way.

Winter put her hand on Adelyn’s shoulder then slowly slid it down to her hand, interlocking their fingers in the process.

“Let’s see what kind of spicy things we can do here then, shall we?”

I don’t need to be a top.

The two noticed some sort of special event happening at one of the motion sensing game cabinets.

“Come beat me and my partner at TekkSoulStreetVirtuaMortalFighter to get five rounds of shots on the house!”

It was one of the managers with his buddies. Apparently they’ve been beating customers left and right with their incredible skills of getting motion detected.

However, Winter knew she and her girlfriend also have skills of motion. Spicy skills of motion, one might say.

“Alright! We’re gonna kick the ass of the manager and get shot up because of it!” said Adelyn.

Wow that sounds really bad without context she thought.

“Oh yeah?! Just try it! My brother’s aunt’s sister’s nephew’s roommate’s online friend’s cat’s dad’s owner’s made this game and I’m not about to let some awesome paying customer take that away from me!”

“Defeating you won’t take away that fact dude but we will beat you anyway!” challenged Winter.

The four players took their stand at the cabinets and were ready to pick some brass.

A referee began to speak.

“Now the rules are simple. Each character looks different but is exactly the same. They have the same movesets, same specials, hitboxes, et cetera. It’s poetic, really. Just like in this game, we all look different on the outside but are the same in the inside. Amen.”

“Yo why’s a priest the ref?” asked a viewer.

“I don’t know.” said Chris Evans.

The players had a few seconds to check the controls, so Adelyn did what any first timer would do. She flipped the bird. It buffed her character with something called BDE.

“Oh hey, check that out! It’s really radiating with the veiny aura and stuff!” she said.

“Very sexy hot and/or mild! Now let’s flank em!” yelled Winter.

But unbeknownst to them, the manager and his buddy already got the drop on them!

The two made punching motions at their screen which one could probably imagine what happened in the game… It made them kick Adelyn and Winter’s avatars over and over!

“Shit! They did the move where our HP bars go down a little bit!”

“Don’t worry, I have a plan!”

Winter copied the middle finger gesture with both her hands, giving the two of them massive buffs of BDE.

“Wow! She’s going even further beyond?!” asked a hyped customer.

The buff was making their HP heal faster than they were getting damage… No… It made their HP bar grow even bigger than the screen!

“Christ! I didn’t even know that was a feature! But it won’t be enough!” said the manager.

The combo stun locked Winter, making the extra health pointless.

Dammit. Is there nothing I could do…? Wait…

Adelyn noticed something about the base combo.

“Winter! Try moving after the third hit!”

“Okay!”

Winter took the first two kicks of the combo then was able to dodge the third, just like Adelyn advised!

“What the funk?!” yelled the manager’s friend.

“I know the secret of the combo. You’re done!”

Adelyn did a quick kick then stopped. After a half second, she did another one. And another one. The ultimate technique has been discovered: The first hit is a stun! Using only the first attack without triggering a combo allowed the 『True Stun Lock』 to be used!

Winter joined in, making it impossible for their opponents to move, even in real life!

“And the winner is Adelyn and Winter!” announced the priest.

The crowd chanted their names and ordered more shots of their own to celebrate the hype.

“Wow, that was quite the game. I learn new things everyday. Hey, I’d love for you guys to be regulars here. It’s been a while since we’ve got crowds this excited.” said the manager.

Winter looked at Adelyn and smiled. She nodded back.

“Sure. I think we had a lot of fun too.” said Winter.

The rounds of shots just arrived at the bar.

“And I think it’s about to get a lot more interesting.” Adelyn smirked.

【Chapter Seven: Leg muscles】

Adelyn noticed Estelle heavily panting as she struggled to make her way down the hall.

“Woah. You’re looking… Energetic.” Adelyn said.

“Adelyn! Help me!” said Estelle as she fell face down.

“The nurse’s office is right there. You can make it. I believe in you.”

Estelle instantly got up and put her hands on Adelyn’s shoulders.

“Do you remember what you said at the ski trip? I took it to heart!”

“Umm.. What’d I say again?”

“That it’d take a lot more than upper body strength to catch a boulder.”

“Oh-”

“…But now I know! It was leg muscles that I lacked! So I leg pressed 500 pounds for like 40 minutes just now!”

“Now that’s hefty.”

“It sucks now since I could barely crawl. It’s like the opening to Metal Gear Solid V!”

“Yeah, maybe. Though unlike that game, you’re looking like a finished project so let’s get you to that office, ‘kay?”

Adelyn looked around for a second then squatted down reluctantly.

“Come on. We’re doing the anime thing where I carry you to to the infirmary then we have some deep talk.” said Adelyn.

Estelle’s eyes lit up as she hopped on her back.

The two made their way into the office and Estelle was dropped gently on one of the beds. Not even a second after, Adelyn made her way towards the door.

“Marianas Trench.” said Estelle.

“Huh?”

“You said we were gonna have deep talk so I said Marianas Trench.”

Adelyn turned around to hide her smile.

“Not that kind of deep. Though yeah some of their songs get sorta deep.”

Estelle was different though. She couldn’t hide her joy from Adelyn.

She was glad that they got a chance to talk a little more.

“I’ll catch you next time for sure, Adelyn.”

Adelyn nodded and waved as she exited the room.

“I’m counting on it.”

【Chapter Eight: Two years】

“Yo dude. Am I really the right one for Winter?” asked Adelyn.

“We had a two year gap in chapters and you’re only wondering this now?” Martin asked in reply.

“I mean… Yeah. She’s everything I’m not. She’s beautiful, athletic, outgoing…”

“Sounds just like you to me.”

“What? Knowing like some Muay Thai doesn’t count as athletic. Also I don’t really like talking to people if I could help it… And… Did you just call me beautiful?”

“Course I did friend. A Martial Art’s an art and you practice it ergo you are beautiful.”

“Oh. I thought you meant like physically or something.”

“Yeah I meant that too. That’s why I’m not really seeing your point here.”

“The point is I’m just not as composed as she is. I don’t think that I have anything figured out.”

“And you think that she does?”

“Of course I do. Haven’t you seen her?”

“A couple of times I think. Yeah.”

“I don’t know… It just seems that nothing phases her. Everything we do, she’s just so knowledgeable and good at it. I just seem to screw up at everything I do. Even the simple things. Like… Did you know I didn’t even know how to tie a knot till like a couple years ago?”

“I did not know that. But everyone experiences shit at different times anyway. Look at me, I haven’t still haven’t done the fuck word with anyone but that’s just cuz It’s Not The Right Time by Daichi Miura.”

“Well that’s almost the song title.”

“It’s been like a two year hiatus. You don’t think Winter would’ve moved on by now if that’s how she felt? She chose to commit to you. Even if other people are into her, even if she found herself attracted to someone else, she’ll say fuck all that and choose you. You might have to stop and think that maybe she’s just as flustered when it comes to you sometimes.”

It took a second, but Martin’s words really stuck with Adelyn.

He does have a point. Then instead of wondering why she chose me in spite of my flaws, I will focus on what she does like until it drowns out all my doubts. I’ll give to her as much as she gives me and more. Much much more. This I do swear to both myself and Winter.

“Yeah. You’re right. Even if our story isn’t written for two or three or ten more years, I’ll always be Winter’s. I’ll always… Always commit to her!”

Adelyn made her way to the gym where Winter’s volleyball club activities were held. When she got to the doors, she kicked it open and slid in.

“Winter! You go! Be better than Shoyo Hinata!”

Winter noticed her girlfriend cheering from the side and smiled.

“Sorry! What was that last part? I don’t understand French!”

Ah well we can’t all be anime. Yes.

Adelyn waltzed up to Winter after her match, with a nice red Gatorade to quench her thirst.

“Hello Mon Winter, how was your game?” asked Adelyn.

“It was great! Really inspiring to see the talent we got out here… Even better to see you around. I thought you didn’t like going here.”

“Well… Maybe going anywhere you are is a place I’d like to be. From now on. I mean only if it’s chill.”

Winter was a bit surprised and flattered. You see, deep down, Winter did have the similar doubts about herself. She would often go to Martin for advice just like Adelyn did. Everyday she would ask him if perhaps they were too different for each other. Maybe Adelyn wasn’t attracted to someone whose interests were of going out often or speaking to people on the regular. Perhaps she’d find it exhausting. And yet there Adelyn was, willing to and even voluntarily spending time with Winter in an environment she would probably avoid regularly.

“The things I find myself avoiding aren’t because I don’t like them. It’s because I was scared. Scared of… Being too pathetic or being too boring. Being nothing really. But you helped reach out. I probably won’t be able to be good at everything right away so… If you’re okay with walking me through a couple things, I’m here.” continued Adelyn.

“Yeah. Always.” said Winter.

Winter took a sip from her bottle then set it down. She glanced at Adelyn as she pat the empty space beside her on the bench.

The two found that they were both scanning each other. From their legs, chest, shoulders… Then to their eyes.

Winter looked to the side then back to Adelyn’s eyes nervously.

“It’s just that I’m a bit sweaty, so…” she said softly.

What? Wait… Is this…? Could it be that this is our chance?

After our dates and confession.

After all the doubts and promises.

After our broken bones from a ski trip. And after winning free shots…

Will we finally…?

Adelyn’s shaking hands found their way to Winter’s wrist.

She carefully slid it up to her shoulder to her neck, and finally to her cheek.

“I like you, Winter. I really like you. I’ll always…”

Before she finished her sentence, Adelyn leaned in.

The tips of their noses touched and the both of them let out a small laugh.

Adelyn then chomped Winter’s lower lips then they began making out for an undisclosed amount of time.

It was rad.

【Chapter Nine: The narrative perspective】

The reason I’m having this monologue today is to show that I, Jaime, can also have a chapter dedicated to myself. I’m here to show Winter, Adelyn, and Martin that they can’t have all the screen time to themselves! Uh, sorry… Is screen time the right thing to say? I’m not really sure. I suppose technically yes because this sure wouldn’t be shown on actual paper unless someone printed this or if we got some sort of publishing deal.

But I digress. While everyone else has been ranking up their Social Links and Confidant levels, I have been doing the important duty of studying academics. Yes. Unlike the rest of them, I actually pay attention in class!

I mean my grades aren’t very good at the moment but it’s still my passion. When you learn about the world and its functions, you’ve already attained the most basic foundations to becoming a great help to the rest of the planet!

And learning about curing all kinds of diseases is especially important to me, because you never know who’d need that kind of help.

“Why are you trying to change the writing style to first person, Jaime?” interrupted someone at the lecture hall entrance.

It was Estelle. She took a running start then jumped from her end to Jaime’s desk, skidding on the edges while avoiding everyone’s school supplies except for Jaime’s. His notebook was the only thing that flew off and burst into flames upon her stopping momentum.

“What the feudal are you doing?!” he asked.

“Oooh, yikes. You might need to grab a new one.” she answered, well sort of.

After the room calmed down a little bit, she took a seat on the desk.

The professor was mad yet impressed with her athleticism so they simply ignored her and continued with their lecture of the selfish gene.

“Nice. They’re still going. Come on, you can borrow my tablet.” Estelle continued.

After she handed it to a slightly fuming Jaime, she took out a small sketchbook of her own.

The hell does she have that for? This isn’t an art class…

Estelle crossed her legs and began to sketch. Every so often, she would pause to stare at the professor. After they were done with a point, she continued to work on her picture.

“And that’s all for today! Be sure to blah blah deadline blah blah homework and blah blah exam!”

Most of the students were surprised that the prof actually said blah blah but continued on with their life.

After the class was mostly empty, Jaime went to pick up his banged up notebook. It was mostly okay in that it resembled old and burnt notebooks from a world war, so he was only mildly upset.

“I’ll email you the notes you took- Oh it’s just an angry emote.” said Estelle as she took back her tablet.

“I didn’t take any. It seemed kind of like a philosophy class this session anyway. So… Why’d you come here again? Did changing up the narrative perspective make you hate me that much?” asked Jaime.

“No.”

She held up her sketchbook to show him what she was drawing.

In the picture was an elephant. It lifted a capybara with its trunk to put it on its back. On the elephant’s back was a bunch of fruit and there were plenty of other animals surrounding them in what seemed to be an oasis. There were so many trees. The lake was enormous.

“I just wanted you to know you’re not the only one. It might be a little different from what you’re used to but yeah, it is what it is. It doesn’t matter who’s there to see us, as long as we see ourselves.” Estelle continued.

Jaime realized her picture really matched up with the lesson. Estelle wasn’t trying to interrupt the lecture. She was there to be by his side… To show him that even if he thought he wasn’t in anyone’s spotlight, he’ll always shine somewhere else.

This narration doesn’t need to be in first person. Because it would be too selfish. The only writing style out there needed is the one that has Estelle, Winter, Adelyn, and Martin too.

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Always Waiting- Chapter Seven

Always Waiting- Steve Harrington x Henderson!Reader

Always Waiting Masterlist

Summary: Y/n and Dustin have to deal with Dart and join forces with an "unexpected" person (you can probably guess who ;))

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Henderson!Reader

A/N: Ahhhh! I hope you all enjoy this chapter! I really like it! I'm currently stuck on how I want to wrap up the end of season 2 but I do know what I want to happen in season 3 so I'm very excited!! As always lmk if you want to be added to the taglist!

Warning: Language, typos, monster fighting?

Word Count: 3.3k

"Where is it?" You whisper to Dustin.

"Where's what?" Dustin asks in confusion.

"That thing! That thing that killed Mews! Where is it?" You start to yell. Dustin quickly shushes you. He points to his closed closet doors.

"I have a plan, but it'll have to wait until tomorrow," Dustin says. You roll your eyes and leave his room, slamming his door.

You go to your room and lay down flat on your bed. This has got to be the worst day of your life ever. You decide to give Robin a call to let her know about your "date."

"Robin, I'm telling you, the first hour of our date he seemed genuinely interested in me. Like he was asking about my life and like trying to get to know me. Little did I know he was just buttering me up so he could get in my fucking pants." You say

"I'll kick his ass next time I see him, don't worry. Or you know what? Harrington would probably beat him up, ya know if he knew what happened." Robin says. You scoff.

"Good thing he won't find out," You say, twirling the phone cord, blushing at the thought.

"Whatever, I gotta go, call you later!" Robin says as she hangs up.

* * *

~November 2nd, 1984~

Dustin shakes you awake the next morning. You groan, pulling the sheets over your head. Dustin yanks them back down.

"C'mon, I just got mom to leave for the whole weekend, we gotta get a move on!" He starts reaching for your foot, trying to pull you out of bed. He succeeds. You land with a thump on the floor.

"Dustin!" You yell at him.

"Great, ok, get dress. We have to get Dart out of here," Dustin says as he leaves your room. You rub your eyes with the palms of your hands and yawn. You get dressed, throw your hair in a ponytail, and brush your teeth. As soon as you leave the bathroom, Dustin hands you some of his old hockey gear. You look down at the ground and notice a trail of bologna down the hall. You look up at him and see him wearing a helmet and knee pads.

"What's all this?" You ask pointing to him, the hockey gear, and the bologna.

"The hockey gear is to protect yourself in case…something goes wrong and the bologna is to lead Dart out of the house and into the cellar," Dustin says.

You raise an eyebrow at him but grab the hockey gear and start putting it on. Once it's on, Dustin grabs a hockey stick, makes his way over to his closed bedroom door and reaches for the knob, looking up at you. You nod at him to give him the okay to open it. When he opens the door you and him take off running, struggling to do so with your big hockey gear.

"Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit." Dustin mumbles as you two make your way to the shed by the cellar. Once you are both in you shut the door. You both look through the cracks.

"There his is," You quietly tell Dustin as you see Dart start to make his way outside. Your heart starts racing when you see Dart is not so little anymore. He's about the same size as a small dog. Dart follows the bologna to the open cellar doors.

"That's it, go down there," Dustin says, a little too loudly. Dart quickly whips his head around to the shed.

"Shit!" You say as you both back up from the door. You slowly creep up and look through the crack. Dart has gotten closer to the shed. You turn and look at Dustin.

"Ok, ok, hand me your hockey stick," you say sticking your hand out. Dustin places it in your hand. You turn around, charging out the door.

"AHHHH!" You yell as you charge towards Dart, hitting him with the stick. He falls down the cellar and rolls down the stairs but quickly runs back up the stairs. Before he can get to the top you slam the cellar doors shut, throwing yourself on top of them. Dustin runs out of the shed and quickly locks the padlock.

"Easy peasy," you say out of breath to Dustin.

You and Dustin head back into the house. Dustin tells you he's going to try to round up the party to help with Dart. You start getting cleaning supplies out of the cabinet to clean up what remains of Mews.

"No one's answering!" Dustin yells from his room. You bring all the cleaning supplies into his room and plop down on his bed.

"Ok well once we get all this stuff cleaned up, we can go see if they're at Mike's," you suggest. Dustin nods.

* * *

Mr. Wheeler greets you and Dustin at the door.

"Your phone line has been busy for over 2 hours Mr. Wheeler." Dustin states. "Is Mike home?" Mr. Wheeler looks less than amused.

"No." He responds.

"Well, where is he?" Dustin asks.

"Karen where's our son?!" He yells to Mrs. Wheeler.

"Will's!"

"Will's." He echos. Dustin sighs.

"Nancy, what about Nancy?" You pipe up.

"No." He responds.

"Where's she?" You ask.

"Karen where's Nancy?"

"Ally's!"

"Ally's" he echos again. You groan. "Our children don't live here anymore, you didn't realize that? Am I done here?" He asks.

"Son of a bitch, you really are no help," Dustin says. You smack his head lightly.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Wheeler." You say as you and Dustin walk back to your car.

You are about to get in your car when you see a car pull up, you watch as Steve gets out. Dustin starts making his way over to him.

"Shit, shit, no Dustin!" You say running after him. "We don't need his help, we can handle it."

"Steve!" Dustin says, approaching Steve. Steve looks over to you two, you give him a small smile. You look down and see he has a bouquet.

"Are those for Mr. and Mrs. Wheeler?" Dustin asks.

"Uh no," Steve says with a confused look on his face.

"Nancy's not home." You tell him.

"Where is she?" He asks. You shrug.

"Do you still have that bat?" Dustin asks.

"Bat? What bat?" Steve asks, still confused.

"Actually it was my bat, you know, the one with the nails? But you can just give it back to me and we'll be fine.." You chime in, trying to get Dustin to not drag Steve into this. Dustin starts to get into Steve's car. You sigh, giving up and hopping in the car as well.

"Why do you need that bat?" Steve asks.

"We'll explain on the way, c'mon," Dustin says, urging Steve to get in his car.

"Now?" Steve asks.

"Yes!" You and Dustin both yell in unison. Steve rapidly gets in the car and starts it.

* * *

The car ride was awkward, to say the least. Queen was blaring through the speakers.

"Ok wait, how big was this thing?" Steve asks. Glancing over at you.

"First it was like that," you say showing him with your fingers, "and now it's like this." You say.

Steve scoffs and shakes his head. "Are you sure it's not a lizard?" Steve asks. You nod your head yes. "How do you know?" He questions.

"How do I know it's not a lizard?" You ask in a sarcastic tone.

"Yes! How do you know it's not a lizard?" You just roll your eyes.

"Because his face opened up and he ate our cat," Dustin answers from the backseat. This shuts Steve up.

The car pulls up to your driveway. Steve makes his way to the back of his car, you follow him. He unlocks the trunk of his car then tosses his keys to you. You fumble to catch them then turn to glare at him. He grins at you then pops open the hood. Inside the trunk is your nailed bat. You reach to grab it but Steve gets to it before you. You sigh and follow Dustin around to the back of the house where the cellar is.

"He's in there," Dustin says to Steve. You all three stand in silence.

"I don't hear shit," Steve states. You and Dustin just stare at him. He sighs and then taps the cellar doors with the bat. Nothing. He tries again but harder this time.

"I swear if this is some Halloween prank, you're both dead," Steve says. "You got a key to this thing?" He asks.

"Do we have a key, of course, we have a key. How else would we have locked it, Harrington?" You snicker. You run inside to get the key, grabbing a flashlight on the way out.

You unlock the padlock and open the doors. You shine the flashlight down the stairs. You and Steve hesitate before making your way down.

"I should stay up here, in-in case he tries to escape," Dustin stammers.

Steve looks to you before starting down the stairs, you closely following.

"You know, you took my one weapon so if that thing tries to attack us, you're gonna have to do all the fighting, think you can handle it?" you ask, trying to lighten the mood a little.

"Oh yeah, it seems like I did that last year. Remember when I saved you from getting eaten?" He teases, grinning at you. You just playfully shove his shoulder. Once you get to the cellar, you go to turn on the light. Once the light is on you can see something slimy laying on the ground.

"What is that?" Steve asks, picking up the slimy thing with his bat

"Holy shit, Dustin's little pet just got bigger." You say. "Dustin! Get down here!" Dustin comes running down the stairs.

"Oh shit," He says, looking at the molted skin. "Holy shit!" He says again, looking towards the corner. You and Steve both look over to where Dustin is looking. You shine the flashlight and see a huge hole in the wall.

~November 3rd, 1984~

You, Dustin, and Steve all stand at the trunk of Steve's car putting raw meat into buckets. Dustin's walkie starts to go off.

"Dustin? It's Lucas. Do you copy?" Lucas says over the walkie.

"Well, well, well, look who finally decided to show up." Dustin answers.

"Sorry man, my sister shut off the walkie talkie." Lucas states.

"Well while you were having sister problems, Dart grew again."

You tune out the conversation as you pile more and more raw meat into the buckets. The plan was hopefully lead Dart to the junkyard by leaving a trail of cow. Once you gathered enough meat and got all the supplies you needed, you all set off toward the junkyard. You trail behind Dustin and Steve while you walk on train tracks, dropping the meat every once in a while. You walk in silence as you listen to Dustin and Steve's conversation.

"The key to girls is just acting like you don't care," Steve advises Dustin. A laugh came out of you, causing Steve and Dustin to look back at you. You look down at the ground and continue plopping meat on the ground. The two boys turn back around.

"Then what?" Dustin asks.

"You just wait till you feel it, the electricity, like a sexual electricity," Steve says.

"And that's when you kiss her?" Dustin asks. You hold in your laugh that time.

"Woah, woah, woah, slow down Romeo, sure yeah some girls want you to be aggressive, but others you got to be slow," Steve blabbers.

"What type is Nancy?" Dustin asks, this catches your attention.

"Nancy's different, she's not like other girls." Of course, she's "not like other girls." Gross.

You three arrive at the junkyard. You all start getting set up, throwing random pieces of metal into an old rusty school bus, pushing all kinds of things against the bus to keep anything from getting in. Lucas and the girl who was waiting outside the AV room show up shortly after you guys start preparing.

"Who's that?" Steve whispers to you, asking about the girl. You look over at Dustin and can see his pink cheeks.

"That's her," you respond. You, Steve and the redheaded girl all start moving items getting them in place. You start to prop up a metal sheet alongside the bus. Steve comes up next to you, helping you prop it up.

"Woah what happened to your wrist?" Steve asks, gently grabbing it to look at it. You had completely forgotten about the bruises Billy left. You quickly pull your hand away.

"It's nothing," You hiss, "I fell on it a couple of days ago." You lie. Steve squints his eyes as he looks at it from afar.

"Kind of looks like a handprint." He points out. You roll your sleeve down before he can make any more observations. You glance at him before walking over to help the girl. Steve walks over to a car where Lucas and Dustin chat behind.

"Hey, dickheads, how come the only ones helping me are Y/n and this random girl? Come on, let's go." He demands.

"Alright, asshole."

"We're going!"

* * *

You are all tucked away inside the old, rusty, school bus. You find a metal pipe under one of the seats, taking it for safety measures. You sit down next to Dustin and across from Steve.

"So you really fought one of these things before?" The girl, whose name you've learned to be Max, asks you and Steve. You both nod yes.

"And you're sure it wasn't a bear?" She asks. You open your mouth to respond but Dustin beats you to it.

"Jesus, don't be an idiot, of course, it wasn't a bear. If you don't believe us why are you even here?" Dustin snaps.

"Woooaah Dustin, chill." You say to him. Max just rolls her eyes and climbs up top to join Lucas.

"That's good man, just show her you don't care," Steve says.

"I don't," Dustin states coldly. Steve winks at him. "Why are you winking Steve?" Dustin asks, Steve winks again. "Quit it," Dustin says. You can't help but giggle at the interaction between the two. Steve looks over at you and smiles.

"Why do you keep getting bruises everywhere?" Dustin asks, pointing towards your wrist. Your heart starts beating.

"I don't know what you're talking about." You say covering up the one on your wrist.

"First the one on your thigh and now the one on your wrist? It's just weird."

"How'd you get a bruise on your thi-" Steve starts, but trails off.

You glance over at Steve, you can see the wheels turning in your head. You nearly see the steam blow out of his ears when everything clicks and he figures it out.

"Did Hargrove do this to you?" He asks, standing up, coming over to you.

"What? No, I told you it's nothing." You say, knowing full well he didn't believe you.

"I'll kill that son of a bitch," Steve says, pacing around the bus.

"Ste-" You are cut off a roar. You, Steve and Dustin all run over to the windows looking out. A fog has crept its way into the junkyard. Your eyes scan the area, not seeing it anywhere.

"I don't see it," you announce.

"Lucas! What's going on?" Dustin calls out to Lucas.

"I've got eyes! 3 o'clock!" Lucas yells.

"There," Steve points. It's hard to see it in the fog but you can make out the shape of Dart in the distance. The pile of raw cow sitting directly in front of him. Dart doesn't go near it.

"Why isn't he taking the bait?" Dustin asks. You think, then you realize.

"Maybe he's sick of cow," You suggest. Steve turns and looks at you, then he turns around and goes to get the bat. Your eyes widen when you realize what he's going to do.

"Steve, no." You try to stop him, grabbing his hand.

"Just be ready!" He says giving your hand a squeeze and tossing you the lighter. He walks off the bus and disappears into the fog. You and Dustin watch as he walks towards Dart, swinging his bat trying to clear the fog. The sound of a car rattling from the right startles you. Looking over to it, you see another "dart" on top of a car. You scan the fog one more time, starting to see more "Darts" in the shadows. You stand up, running to the other side of the bus, trying to find the pipe you found earlier. You find it and make your way to the front of the bus.

"What are you doing?!" Dustin asks frantically.

"He needs help!" You say, opening the door and leaving the bus. You cautiously walk outside. Keeping your eyes peeled for one of the monsters. You get closer to Steve and see one creeping up behind him, you run and give it a good whack on the head. Steve turns around, his eyes nearly bugging out of his head when he sees you.

"Henderson, what the fuck are you doing?!" He shouts.

"Returning the favor and saving your ass!" You yell back. One monster leaps off a car and Steve hits it. You look around and realize you two are surrounded by those things. They start closing in on you, snarling and growling. "We gotta get back on the bus!" You yell. Steve grabs your hand and you both make a run for it to the bus. The monsters start chasing after you, right on your heels. Dustin, Lucas, and Max open the bus door, yelling for you guys to run. You and Steve throw yourselves into the bus, you landing directly on top of Steve. Steve protectively wraps his arms around you as he holds a metal sheet against the door with his feet, trying to keep them from breaking the door down.

"They can't get in! They can't!" Lucas yells. The metal sheet against the door isn't much help and a monster breaks through, Steve lets go of you and pushes you and the kids towards the back of the bus while he beats the monster with the bat. The bus starts shaking side to side as the things try to get in. Dustin gets on his walkie talkie calling for help, while you instinctively grab his free hand, squeezing it.

"Mike! Will! God! Anybody! We're going to die!" Dustin yells into the walkie talkie

The bus stops shaking. All you can hear is the sound of everyone's heavy breathing. You all glance at one another wondering what happened. Thumping on the roof startles everyone. You look up to the top of the bus.

"No way," you murmur. All eyes follow the sound of the thumps until it falls upon the opening at the top of the bus. Max screams when one of the monsters pop its head over the open and screams at Max. You quickly step in front of Max wrapping your arms around her.

"Out of the way!" Steve shouts, running to the back of the bus with the bat. He winds up the bat, getting ready to hit it, then the monster stops screaming, looking off into the distance. It, along with all the others unexpectedly run away, rattling the bus as they leave. You all try to catch your breath as you try to process what just happened.

"Is everyone ok?" You ask, checking on all the kids. You receive yes's and thumbs up in return. Slowly, you all crept towards the bus door, opening it with caution. Once the coast is clear, you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding in.

"What happened?" Lucas asks.

"Steve scared them away?" Dustin suggests. Steve turns around, looking at you.

"No, no way. They're going somewhere."

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#steve harrington #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington x reader #stranger things x reader #stranger things #Billy Hargrove #will byers #Joyce Byers #jonathan byers #mike wheeler #Nancy Wheeler #dustin henderson #Lucas Sinclair #eleven #Max Mayfield

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storiescanberewritten · 6 years

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In Remembrance by Guy Adams

Ahhhh poor, unloved Class. I recently heard someone say, "Doctor Who is for kids, Torchwood is for adults, Class is for nobody." It always seemed that Class came about at completely the wrong time, just towards the end of the Steven Moffat era of Doctor Who when big changes for the franchise as a whole were on the way, both in front of and behind the camera. On top of this, the series was announced as a BBC Three exclusive in October 2015 and almost immediately afterwards in November it was announced that BBC Three would be relaunched as an online only channel. By the time Class was launched in October 2016 it was done relatively quietly online rather than being a big blockbuster event worthy of a Doctor Who spin off. Probably seen as the trailblazer of a new era for BBC Three, the series then failed to make the top 20 viewed programmes on the iPlayer at any time in its first seven weeks. The ratings when repeated on BBC One in horribly late night double bills were even worse. That can only be classed as a failed experiment (ho ho).

Regardless of any of this Class was always a strange concept, taking the iconic Doctor Who location of Coal Hill School/Academy and making it the centre of an ongoing Buffy style series featuring monsters, aliens and teen drama. I feel I enjoyed Class more than many others did, although it certainly had its problems (the over-arching Shadowkin storyline being mostly uninteresting was one of them) but the characters really grew on me over the series with the strength of each of the actors really shining through. Unfortunately Class was cancelled after the muted response from its potential audience, but as ever Big Finish audios are here to resurrect any tiny corner of the Doctor Who franchise that they possibly can. And we love them for it. Released last month, the two boxsets each feature three 45 - 60 minute stories set within the first series of Class.

As a whole the boxsets are really strong, avoiding anything but tiny references to the Shadowkin and instead telling more constrained, character driven stories that the actors can really get stuck into. What we are concerned with here on Stories Can Be Rewritten though is the final story of Volume Two, In Remembrance, a sequel of sorts to the hugely popular Seventh Doctor story from 1988, Remembrance of the Daleks by Ben Aaronovitch (Ben will be popping up on this blog again very soon!) This audio adventure brings Ace (Sophie Aldred) and the Daleks (Nicholas Briggs) into the present day world of Class, with Ace encountering both Charlie (Greg Austin) and Miss Quill (Katherine Kelly) as she wanders into Coal Hill Academy one night to exterminate a lone Dalek. Big Finish do seem to specialise in crossing over different eras of Doctor Who with each other, often with varying levels of success. Thankfully In Remembrance is one of the more satisfying examples of the trend.

Without going into too much detail of the plot of Remembrance of the Daleks, that story is set in 1963 around and about Coal Hill School and focuses on a civil war between two different factions of Dalek. In Remembrance sees one of these Daleks do a temporal shift into the future to find out how this all pans out and learn anything that might help its unit of Daleks be victorious. For the purposes of this story it is claimed that upon beating the Daleks in 1963, the Doctor and Ace picked up signals warning them of the time travelling Dalek and meant to check it out but got distracted by another adventure. Ace, having left the Doctor, spent time on Gallifrey, and now returned to Earth, remembers the Dalek is about to show up in 2016 and goes to investigate. Charlie manages to get caught up in the tear in time and sends himself back to 1963, leaving the brilliant combination of Ace and Quill to exchange hugely entertaining barbs at each other whilst trying to defeat the Dalek trapped in the school.

The set-up is fairly convoluted then, and relies on retcons to Remembrance of the Daleks and the ability of Ace to be in the right place at the right time in 2016, despite spending most of the last few years on an alien planet. It is absolutely worth it to get Ace and Quill together though because their world views are completely at odds with each other and they immediately start to wind one another up. The constant cynicism of Quill versus the open minded, fun loving Ace is a great match and there's joy for the audience as it dawns on Quill that Ace knows the Doctor, whom she states is "a pain, and not be relied on" and storms away. "Yep, she knows him", malignes Ace with a knowing tone. Sophie Aldred is on top form, even briefly managing to do a convincing impression of herself 30 years ago as she puts on a higher, chirpy voice in a small cameo of young Ace meeting Charlie in 1963. Charlie really does draw the short straw here, getting stuck alone in the past with nothing much to do except run away from Daleks and talk to himself. It's a bit of a waste of Greg Austin's talents to tell the truth, as he really shows his worth in Volume One's Tell Me You Love Me.

The only thing I can really pick on here is the trope of the over-talkative, slightly comic Dalek that seems to come up every so often. The Daleks really are more effective as an unstoppable destructive force. When they stop to have chats things can sometimes go awry. Admittedly, you often need to do this kind of thing to build up a story and stop all Dalek episodes just being exactly the same (as much as that is possible) but sometimes it works better than others. Here Quill ends up trying to repair the Dalek so that it can take her back to 1963 to rescue Charlie, but accidentally harms it in the process. "Arrrrgh! Be more careful!", the Dalek exclaims. Excruciating for me as well as the Dalek. Quill then goes on to mock the Dalek repeatedly which is fine and quite funny, but does mean the Dalek has to rise to her and acknowledge the silly things she is saying about it. Again, this kind of thing should really be above the Daleks, although there is a history there of Daleks being slapstick - a Dalek feeling all sorry for itself and deciding to self destruct because it loses it's captive in Death to the Daleks for example, or the Dalek emerging from underneath a sand dune at the end of episode one of The Chase, coughing and wheezing as it does so!! There's probably room in Doctor Who media for all forms of Dalek to be fair, but there were a couple of moments here were the Dalek seemed a bit too pathetic for my tastes. Having said that, there's also some interesting interplay between Quill and the Dalek, giving us a glimpse at how the Daleks think of themselves other than just the usual "we are the supreme beings!"

Overall the story is a really nice tribute to Remembrance and the 1963 scenes even have some excellent incidental music which sounds very similar to that used in the TV story. The sound effects of the Dalek guns and the exterminations are also those that were used in the late 80s, so it does a great job of putting you back in the mindset of the Seventh Doctor Era, with new twists and wrinkles added of course. With the 30th anniversary of Remembrance of the Daleks coming up in October of this year, it's very satisfying to have this little throwback to my favourite Doctor Who story. Here's hoping the Class crew can return again on audio in the future, maybe even exploring that Weeping Angels plot that was so cruelly teased at the end of Series One. And, with a bit of luck, Ace can join them in the battle too!

#ace #sophie aldred #class #big finish #greg austin #katherine kelly #quill #charlie #guy adams #ben aaronovitch #daleks #dalek #doctor who #dr who #the doctor

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themanicgalaxy · 3 years

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SPN 4X7 It’s the Great Pumpkin, Sam Winchester

wow working off of....a very fun...adrenaline crash

I’m so tired, panicking is a bad vibe

let’s do this, I hear Sam meets Cas in this episode

wow look at this nice and lovely family, can’t wait to see how they FUCKING DIE

why is the candy shot like this, what happens to the candy

WHY IS THE RAZOR LODGED IN HIS THROAT

WHY IS IT BLEEDING

WHAT THE FUCK

HE’S COUGHING UP RAZORS WHAT THE

just my luck it’s a scary one and on the big screen

the *holds up spell bag and then hides it once Sam sees and starts questioning* was smooth, I like when they do the teamwork thing

Dean why are you eating candy, there are razors in the halloween

oh lovely that’s a Cursed Hex Bag

“he made vanilla look spicy” is a funny line

These people look so young

OH GOD NO DON’T BOB FOR APPLES

STUPID FRAMING DEVICE

ah I see love triangle or something

oh mY GOD SHE’S STUCK

IT’S BOILING THIS IS HORRIFIC

they’re high schoolers ah

because the hail bait comment wheeee

Sam does the hold up this time!

AGENT SEGER

Samhain! Halloween origin! that’s kinda neat

600 years! “and the next cycle is” “Tomorrow” “naturally”

so it raises All the Supernatural that’s fun

DEAN STOP EATING CANDY WHY

aH THE TEENAGER!

Of course her name is Tracy

never heard of Luke Wallace my ass

“if you could pick any costume to come back in, wouldn’t you pick a hot cheerleader? I would”

DEAN WHAT THE F U C K DOES THAT MEAN THAT’S DEFINITELY NOT HOW OBJECTIFICATION WORKS

ooo flashbacks to hell in the mask!

Sam asks if it brings back memories of being a teenager, Dean interprets Hell

...what...brings back memories?? DEAN?

huh the Occult Drawings that’s interesting

“emancipated teen” DID NO ONE FUCKING CHECK THAT

“Trick or treat” “This is a motel”

Dean just wants to eat candy

Dean stop antagonizing the kid

CAS CAS CAS!

SAM IS SO STARSTRUCK THAT’S SO CUTE

Castiel what the actual fuck you’re adorable but fucking terrible at communication

“we’re working on it” “that’s unfortunate” KILLED ME

That was a Significant Look of Uriel

of course it’s a seal

“purified a city” aka kill 1000 people wheee

“you’re bigger picture kind of guys” oooo interesting

“have faith”

OOO CAS BLINDLY FOLLOWS ORDERS

heh puts it in context of his daddy issues but Dean’s been growing past that

Uses his own life as a bargaining chip AGAIN DEAN

Although to be fair, that works

Castiel takes! chance! on DEAN!!!

Angels are assholes, time to figure ir out

“they are righteous that’s the problem”

“there’s nothing more dangerous than some asshole who thinks he’s on a mission from God” OHHHH COME ON THAT’S SO LOADED YOU CAN’T JUST LEAVE THAT THERE

“This is what I’ve been praying to” OH M Y G O D I HAVE THING ABOUT THE FAITH AND SIBLINGS AND AHHHH

“bad apples” SERIOUSLY THIS LOADED ASS CONVERSATION

DEAN WANTS HIS BROTHER TO BELIEVE IN SOMETHING STILL O W

Sam figures out where to go based on the burning of the bone wow!

Sam being smart Sam being smart!!!

“you shouldn’t call them that” Castiel #1 human stan

Why stand and then sit, why stand and then-

disobey orders oho

ah so Tracy’s the sacrifice, and Don’s the Evil One and used her as a scapegoat? ?

of course the perving on the teenager why wouldn’t we god fuckign dammit kripke

...that’s her brother? what the fuck?

ok the eye glitter/lighting was neat

no ok but Magic Witch Lady is kinda a fun character too bad she’s gonna die

Sam do ur magic

Dunks them in blood? Sam what are you doing?

kills her? I feel like kills her?

bro that’s your brother’s body technically

yep

...whore...

Still kinda funny tho

heh they play dead

OH THE MASKS! THE MASKS CALLBACK!

SMART SAM SMART SAM SMART S A M

“you gave it a shot” god i love that, I love when Sam just tries Wack Shit

“BeCauSe thE aNgEl SaiD so”

Angst Teen Sam

bUT DEANNN Why can’t I use my POWERSSSS

just gonna kill the teenagers and trap them with the corpses

oh sweet jesus

oooo CLASSIC horror iconography

IT JUST DOESN’T FUCKING WORK ON SAM OH HELL YEAH

And then they graduate to fistfight but still

Dean’s just going on the Murder Train

GOOD YES DO IT SAM!

FCUK EM UP BABE HEAVEN’S A PIECE OF SHIT ANYWAY

OOO THE ANTICHRIST IMAGERY, THE HORROR IMAGERY, THAT’s SO COOL

AND THE STAND IN FRONT OF STAINED CLASS AND DEAN IN FRONT OF LIGHTS WITH LIKE THE “OH SHIT AM I GONNA HAVE TO KILL MY BROTHER”

November 2nd is the day AZAZEL killed Jess and Mary, making the day before, day after, day of, two days before thing Neat

“you were told” THAT’S NOT COMPELLING H E A V E N

~wing flap~

“ask Dean what he remembers of hell” oof

CASCASCAS CAS AND DEAN CAS AND DEAN CAS AND DEAN

ordered to follow Sam and Dean?? what?

the ripped jeans by the way, good

“I don’t know what’s gonna happen tomorrow” he never knows, that’s why-

THE KIDS! THE K I D S

the angel that loves humanity ~too much, the way God told them to

Aziraphale and Cas should hang

“I’m not a hammer” “daddy’s blunt little instrument” DAOFIHADSPIASFSIP

RIGHT AND WRONG RIGHT AND WRONG RIGHT AND WRONG

DID THEY PASS? WE DON’T KNOW AHAHHH

MEANINGFUL STARES

and then just the Disappear is so good

ok uh first

1. Sam praying. I don’t really know why this one got me, but the fact that Sam believes in a higher power, or tried to believe with his entire soul, and Dean desperately tries to get his brother to believe in something(unbroken? tries to make sure he’s ok because Dean never will be? Something like that?) feels important? Or maybe it’s that for Dean, Dad’s Orders and Consequence hit as the Ultimate Punishment, whereas Sam got to relax about it a bit

Look am I directly finding parallels to my own experience now? yes of course, it’s my unparalleled media experience and I can project if I want to. I’m WAY more scared of my parents/dad and what they do than I am of any higher power(crying while driving home as Vibe Music that I generally enjoy vs the Season 3 finale scene wheeee), whereas my sister actually tried to give religion a fair shot and used to pray. It’s not a direct parallel, but it’s been a bad day, I wanna put that in there somewhere

(also if it genuinely wasn’t my fault and I just assumed that I would never be able to explain my way out of anything so I shouldn’t try, leading me wishing to never be perceived so I don’t get punished for things that weren’t my fault. If true then Pain)

*insert Paws Meme*

2. Smart Sam. I liked Sam being smart, doing shit for the case in interesting ways, and I really like his powers plot line! Like you’re right dude! Heaven has no compelling reasoning other than “because I told you so” and it’s way more practical to just do it! His mom and girlfriend are already dead there’s nothing else to be done now! Like! Sam’s Antichrist arc is actually interesting! And I like him getting to be a character! The mask Idea was SO NEAT!!

3. bad apples+mission from God. I. Ok. Listen. This is just that one loaded conversation with “bad apple”(I’d like to point out that at some point it shows Cas as the Only Good One, right? dismantle the institution type thing, right? Is that what they were going for?) and also that “people who believe they have a mission from God do bad thing” LIKE SO CLOSE ! To SO MANY! lOADED THINGS! A G H

Look I’m too tired to type out all my thoughts to this, but I think you get the point that this is shit I wish they’d explored more

4. I entirely forgot that whole thing where they tried to show Dean objectifying teen girls and accidentally made Dean sound like he wanted to be a girl. Like even if that’s simply sexuality, or both gender and sexuality...like that’s. how did you do this. How did you accidentally make him like this.

5. Cas/Cas+Dean. Ok first off, having him desperately try to save humanity(reminds me of aziraphale) is so interesting! like It feels like Dean(who's working on not taking orders blindly anymore following that demon deal) doesn’t like seeing Castiel and Heaven because it reminds him of that part of himself he’s worthing through! and that one scene where Cas said “I’m not a hammer”(Directly parallel to “Daddy’s blunt little instrument”) is like. Dean started that journey in Cas. Getting him to question things.

that whole thing about “I know this was a test, but we don’t know if you failed it or not” because I don’t know what God would want because God’s the ever present father figure for Cas, and Dean’s lack of faith in God, and Cas’s lack of faith in God and

ok they have an INCREDIBLY compelling story currently, and I am kinda excited to see where they go with it.

yknow before the queer bait REALLY sets in

6. I was ready to write this episode off with the horror but the iconography at the end with the seal/witch/Sam and Dean scene was rEAlly fucking cool and I loved it.

7. the beginning of the stares

#pawswatchesspn #Very Big Brain in this episode #but still incredibly compelling #to me #again circumstance circumstance #yada yada yada #I just like the Cas episode building the dynamic leave me alone #4x7 It's The Great Pumpkin Sam Winchester

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Time after Time

MONSTA X KIHYUN (Yoo Kihyun)

Reader X Bias

Genre: Fluff

Synopsis: Architecture deadlines are looming. You don’t know how to self-manage.

You sat at your desk in your small studio apartment trying not to bang your head against the keyboard. You looked behind you and saw your bed, desperately abandoned for two nights and three days. You’d been avoiding its comforts-its plush cotton-calling, in favor of your work desk. You figured you wouldn’t get as comfortable and would only cat-nap and be able to push through until you finished your design drafts. Being a part-time architecture intern at a small firm in the city was a dream come true for you. Even if it was not in your home town and you didn’t know anyone besides your new boyfriend and your coworkers/neighbors. You were doing modestly okay for yourself, however, mainly because of the fact that it’s illegal to intern as an architect for no pay, so you had your basic needs covered. The firm didn’t pay you all that much, but they made up for it by covering your living accommodations. Granted, they also picked the apartments interns lived in, so you were all in the same building more or less; but, it was a decent neighborhood, close to work, and just enough space for you. You groaned and tried to keep your eyelids from closing on their own. You let out a yelp and moved to get some ice cold water. Even if it was a freezing and November. As you downed the water in a few gulps, you felt your brain tingle with a slight peak of alertness and went back to your desk to continue working. You opened your checklist for plumbing details and meticulously went through it to make sure you had included all the details necessary for the plumbing contractor. It was the last thing on your list to do. You clicked to save the file on it and then clicked to save it again. The day before yesterday, your AutoCAD had crashed after you worked for seven hours straight that day, but what you didn’t realize at the time was that you hadn’t saved a thing since the night prior. You spent the following eight hours crying on the floor under your desk. Thus the frantic double saving mode you were in at this very moment. You sent out your designated emails to the respective contractors with your bosses cc’d on the emails and saved all your work one more time on a back-up hard drive before finally releasing a weak exhale. Suddenly, your stomach grumbled loudly. Almost sending a cramping pain through your midsection. Your face crumpled at the discomfort. Then you realized you hadn’t eaten anything except a stale piece of wheat bread since yesterday morning. You went back over to the fridge feeling the effects of all work and no respite. You rubbed your eyes to clear your head of its dizzying feeling as your phone began to ring for the second time within the hour. It was your boyfriend. “Hi.” You said a bit drowsily. You were drained of all things.

“You don’t sound too good?” Kihyun’s worried tone floated through the receiver as you somehow found yourself on the floor next to your bed, leaning against it for support. “Mm. I’m hungry and there’s no food here.” “Baby~” He coo’ed sympathetically. “When’s the last time you ate?” You shrugged your shoulders as if he could see. “I can’t remember. The day before last? Or something. I don’t know-I’ve been so busy.” “You can’t do that…it’s not good for you.” He persisted, half-nagging, half-pleading you to listen. You almost smiled, closing your eyes and listening to his voice for the first time in two days. You both had been so busy, he only sent messages throughout the day that you only answered sometimes. Kihyun’s nagging stopped and his tone changed into something sterner but doting. “I called you because you didn’t answer any of my messages today. One or two is okay, but all of them?” He sharply inhaled, “I couldn’t let that go.” “I’m sorry…” You mumbled, by then partially smiling. “You know how I get with work.” “I do know. That’s why I worry.” Kihyun sighed. “I miss you.” “It’s only been three days since we saw each other.” “Three days too long.” He retorted firmly. Your empty stomach flipped. Then growled. You put a hand over it like it would quiet the hungry sounds or, at least, soothe the butterflies Kihyun still managed to give you. “So what are you going to do about it?” You answered him back. “Let me in the building. I’m downstairs.” He answered coolly. Your stomach flipped harder that time, with excitement. “Really??” He laughed a bit at your livened tone. “Really, let me in. It’s cold out here.” You scrambled to the intercom buttons on your front wall and pressed the button to open the main door to the building. Impatient, you opened your own front door and kept stepping into the hallway to peek, before he even arrived to your floor. When you saw him coming down the hall towards you, you beamed. Not only because you had missed him just as much as he missed you, but because he had a bag of what looked like groceries. The closer he got, the more your eyes involuntarily fixated on the groceries. Kihyun nudged you once he stood in front of you. “You look happier to see the food.” You looked up and made eye contact with your slightly sensitive boyfriend, and shook your head ‘no’. “Not true! Just surprised…and…curious? What did you bring?” You motioned for him to go inside ahead of you so you could close and lock the front door behind you both. “I’m not telling you now. Or sharing.” Your jaw dropped. His playful disappointment seeming a bit cuter than usual. You felt all your previous fatigue lifting from your body. You squinted your eyes behind his back as he took his shoes off before heading towards your kitchenette. “You’re playing dirty.” You folded your arms across your chest. “So what’s it going to take?” Kihyun set the bag down on the small countertop and turned to face you. Bending down a bit, he leaned forward and stuck his tongue against his cheek to push it out. A quick laugh escaped your throat as you shook your head. “So if I kiss you on the cheek, you’ll tell me what’s in the bag?” Kihyun didn’t answer. Just stood there with his eyes looking upwards and away from you, cheek jutted out. You smirked and deftly moved around him and grabbed the bag from the opposite side of counter. Kihyun, finally realizing what was going on, a bit too late, sighed and pulled a face as he stood up straight again, “Oh, come on!” You laughed triumphantly as you set the bag on a chair so you could rummage through it. There were a couple of your favorite things. Sweet potatoes, carrots, beets, pickles, some small candies, your favorite brand of cereal. As well as a curry package, some packages of instant rice and some fried pork cutlets. As you were marveling at the goodies, you felt Kihyun’s arms wrap around your shoulders from behind. He leaned down and rested his chin gently in the crook of your neck. “Surprise.” He said latently. You felt a bit ticklish. “You didn’t have to buy all this stuff, you know…I would’ve let you in anyway. “ You joked. You felt his breath against your neck slightly as he chuckled softly. He released you before picking the bag up and going back around to the other side and into your kitchenette and putting the loose grocery away in your fridge. “I know…but something about you makes me want to take care of you.” He said it so smoothly you were almost knocked down. You didn’t have the strength for this today. “What are you trying to do me, Mister?” You put your hands on your hips and smirked at him. Kihyun moved the two steps from the fridge to your position by the counter and smiled at you, “Make you fall in love with me.” He poured onto you. He took you by the arm and led you to your bed. “Sit here and relax. I’m going to make you some pork cutlet curry.” You got comfortable on your bed, “Is that a thing?” “It’s my thing.” He winked at you and moved to walk away. You grabbed his shirt sleeve before he could walk away. He looked at you, surprised. “What’s wrong?” “I missed you, too.” You finally confessed. Kihyun’s face melted into a satisfied smile that he soon tried to cover up by pushing his own cheeks down with his free hand. “Sit with me awhile.” You asked him. “Aren’t you hungry?” Kihyun asked as he took a careful seat next to you on the bed. When you didn’t answer, just put your head on his shoulder and let your eyes slide closed, he made a noise like he had figured something out, “Ahh~ you’re only hungry for my love!” You noisily inhaled at his corny joke. “Oh my god, Kihyun. No.” He shook his hands and head as if to wave off your rejection of his truths. “It’s okay. I’m capable enough to feed both your stomach and your heart.” “Ahhhh!” You screamed in a quiet monotone and plugged your own ears with your fingers. Kihyun laughed at your reaction and pulled your fingers out of your ears “Alright, alright. I’ll stop.” “Good.” You pulled your covers up around yourself by instinct and groaned a bit at finally feeling the softness and warmth of your bed. Kihyun’s eyes watched you empathetically. He pulled the covers up higher on your body and leaned forward on both arms. His face looking a bit sorry, and knowing. “You’ve been having a hard time right?” You nodded. “Sorry I couldn’t be there for you.” “You were, though. Your texts and voice messages and little videos. ” You reassured him. “And you’re here now.” “I just wish I could’ve done more for you the other day when you had that computer problem.” You shrugged. “It’s nothing you could do anyway.” You smiled, a bit delirious, “besides, I don’t think you can call yourself an architect until your program has crashed on you mid project! Or if you haven’t cried under your desk! Or tried to eat your trace paper out of frustrations!” You giggled at your own half-jokes with eyes no longer open, but arms gesturing widely above the covers. Kihyun took your arms and smoothed them down by your sides. Trying to calm you down. “Okay, okay. I think you should try and sleep. By the time you wake up, the curry will be finished.” “If I go to sleep now, by the time I wake up- the curry will be cold.” Kihyun smiled again. Your eyes opened slightly at his silence. You paused before speaking again. You felt the urge to confess wanting to wake up to his face. The thought came to your mind, soon after, that he had never spent the night at your apartment before. Seeing as how you had only been dating for 6 months or so and both of your schedules were so wacky. Kihyun was leaning over you slightly, both arms on either side of your shoulders, eyes scanning your every movement. You felt your breath growing lighter as he reached a hand up and stroked a finger down the bridge of your nose. He spoke again in the settling silence. “Well then I have to make sure I’m here to reheat it for you, so we can eat it together.” Your heart raced. You finally opened your mouth to speak again while looking into Kihyun’s sincere eyes. “Will you really stay with me while I sleep?” Kihyun nodded, “I’m not going anywhere.”

********************************************** Congratulations to Monsta X and MonBeBes for their 1st win!!!!! I screamed I tell you I screamed. You all should be very proud of Monsta X. They’ll always have special place in my heart. I actively support them so much even though I am not a MonBeBe lol. I haven’t been this moved by a first win since………..I’m trying to remember. I wanted to rip my heart out when I saw sweet puppy Minhyuk sobbing. Omg. It’s been a road. And I wish them nothing but the best. They’ll always be a top fav of mine and I’ll support them until my last breath and last penny. Lol

So this is for you MonBeBes who are Kihyun biased and those of you who are not MonBeBes but just have an eye for the Ki. Lol Short (only 1.9k), but sweet. Right? I thought so.

sorry it took so long to post anything again- my internet got cut off. :( but i guess it’s good news because i got it back in time to see Monsta X get their first win and then write this for you guys ! ;^_^

See you on the flipside!

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