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#that reveal of the “old nolan” at the end is just

letsgetrowdy43 · 9 months

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FRAT WEDDDINGGGGG

Frat wedding—

warnings: swearing and drinking :)

Au Masterlist!!

Nolan watched from afar, Adam's hand placed on Sunny's hip as he whispered something in her ear, a smile on her face as she shyly looked up at him. Luke walked up right behind them, a new cooler in his hand for his sister as he unknowingly interrupted the moment between her and the freshman.

"Remember last year during frosh week, when we made Ethan end his team initiation with a frat wedding?" he laughed and looked to Jaybone who smirked at the drunken memory. "Of course," Grano said as he passed the boys each a beer. "I'm thinking Adamo and little Hughes would make a perfect candidate for the tradition" he sipped his beer and pointed over to the couple who were being cockblocked by the girl's older brother.

"Luke is gonna have a fucking fit" Philippe grinned as he laughed, still watching as Luke was pulled away from his sister by Duker and Mackie, the blush on the girl's cheek growing as Adam reached out and grabbed her hand, leading her out of the house. "He's gonna have to get used to it," Nolan shrugged. "We could just not tell anyone, invite the team and a few extra and not tell anyone who the married couple is" Jay suggested as he watched everyone nod.

"Well boys, sounds like we're having a wedding"

ꕥꕥꕥ

A knock on the door startled Sunny and her roommate Charlotte, the two girls studying for their upcoming poli-sci test as a loud bang sounded. "Sun, it's for you," Charlotte said with a grin as she opened the door to see Grano standing in the doorframe, a letter in his hand and a purple garment cover in his hands as he grinned at her with a slightly sorry but smug look on his face.

"Nolan needs your help with something for the boy's initiation," he said as he placed the letter in her hands, "open it." She ripped the cream-coloured envelope open, brows furrowing as she read the containments of the letter, "Who's getting married?" "You," Nick smiled as he shoved the garment bag in her hands.

Charlotte laughed in the background as Sunny looked back at her, eyes telling her roommate that she was in need of saving, "like a frat wedding?" Charlotte asked as she stood up and took the letter from Sunny's grasp. "I'm confused" "The seniors have started this tradition of marrying off a freshman at the end of frosh week, Ethan was the culprit last year, but we need a bride this year and we think it would be funny if it was you" "Luke doesn't know?" "Of course not," he laughed and raised his brows at the stupid question, "and it's a surprise, so don't tell anyone."

Sunny opened the garment bag to reveal an old thrifted wedding dress, "so who is my husband-to-be?" she asked as he shook his head in response. "You ask too many questions," he smiled, "be there at six and bring a lot of booze, you're gonna need it," he grinned and walked down the hall as her jaw dropped at the idiocy of it all and shut the door before turning to a grinning Charlotte.

"I'm getting married?"

ꕥꕥꕥ

"Why does Nolan kind of have good taste" Charlotte questioned as she finished tying up the bodice of the wedding gown, a grin on her face as she fixed Sunny's hair and made her spin around to get the full effect. "I feel stupid," she looked down at the gown that was extremely itchy, a smile working its way onto her face as Charlotte grabbed the gloss from her vanity and applied some to the bride.

Sunny's fingers ran over the embroidered flower pattern on the dress, looking at her frame in the mirror as she inspected the cream-coloured lace. "I actually love the dress," she mumbled as he turned around to get a view of the corset back, her hair pinned up into a low bun as she reached out to grab her pearl earrings from her dresser. "It's beautiful, the vintage is very you"

Charlotte was dressed in a cute burgundy dress, to match the dress code that the boys had in place, "you gonna be my maid of honour?" she asked, feeling slightly stupid that this is what her frosh week had now amounted to. "Of course, I will," she grinned as she sat down to fix her makeup just before Ethan and Mark were supposed to pull up to their dorms with their 'limo' that was in reality just a beat-up honda civic.

"The boys are here," Sunny said as she looked down at her phone and grabbed her bag of coolers and headed for the door.

Mark grinned, dressed in one of his game-day suits as he got out of the driver's side and opened the car door for her, "your chariot awaits" he said as he took her hand and helped her into the car. "I feel so stupid" she mumbled, now feeling a bit embarrassed. "you look stunning," Ethan said with a wink as he turned and looked into the back seat, a shit-eating grin on his face, "now let's go get you married Sunshine"

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Adam stood at the makeshift altar in the living room of the senior's house, Luca beside him as his best man, and Jay standing behind the altar as the officiant.

"Can I know who my bride is now?" he asked with an unimpressed look at Nolan who shook his head. "You frosh don't know how to have any fun," he joked as he took a sip of Jay's beer, "just shut up and be patient."

Rutger came out of the kitchen dressed in a dress with tutu, and a big frown on his face as Dylan handed him a basket full of fake flower petals. "This was my job last year," Dylan said with a laugh, "and I can tell you I'm much more enjoying watching you in than myself," he said as he patted him on the back and found his seat in the crowd of maybe thirty. "You look stunning princess," Johnny said from the crowd as he winked at Rut, who grumbled even more in retaliation.

Grano waved Luca to walk down the aisle to the back of the room to join the maid of honour in the procession. Luca patted his brother on the back, "Happy wedding day bro," he joked as he made his way into the entrance of the house where Sunny stood with a flustered look on her face as Nolan swapped out her bag of booze for a colourful boquet of an array of florals.

"Sunny, my sister-in-law-to-be!" Luca grinned as he locked arms with Charlotte, her roommate bit her lip to conceal the grin that was tugging at her lips, "I was wondering why I saw a bunch of your friends here, just thought maybe you got an invite"

charlotte squeezed her best friend's hand before turning around to whisper in the best man's ear, "has luke figured it out yet?" "absolutely not"

“Canon in D” by Pachelbel started playing loudly over the speak as Grano announced for everyone to sit down, for a bunch of dumbass hockey boys Sunny admired how much thought they had put into this wedding, amazed at the coordination of the seniors and some of the juniors.

Nolan grinned as he hooked his arm around Sunny's, "you did well" she said with a smile. "I've seen enough frat weddings in my lifetime, I could partially be a wedding planner at this point," he said as he waited for Rutger to get in position to start the procession. "Well I'm impressed" "I'm glad I got the stamp of approval from the bride"

Sunny smiled as she stuck her head around the corner of the doorway to the living room to peek at the crowd and Adam who stood tight-lipped in front of everyone as he awaited his fate. "I thought I sensed a little tension between you and Fants," he whispered as the red in the girl's face deepened. "I just met him on Monday." "I know sexual tension when I see it Sunshine," he mused as he offered her a sip of his almost empty beer, "it's cute, I love puppy love," the girl nearly spat out her sip of beer as he nudged her side. "That's a strong word for it, Moyle" "Doesn't matter what it is, I love a good opportunity to piss off your brother and this was just calling my name."

as he finished his sentence Grano motioned for everyone to start walking down the aisle, "this feels very serious," she mumbled to him. "you're ending it with shotgunning a beer, it'll get fun," he smiled as he smiled at Rutger who now started throwing petals on the hardwood floor, "trust me"

Sunny smiled and shook her head as she began walking arm in arm with Cap, her face heated up with embarrassment as the boys all let out chirps as soon as they laid eyes on her in the wedding dress. "Oh for fuck sake" Luke announced from the crowd as he saw his sister in fulling bride attire, "nope!"

Sunny looked to her brother in the crowd a mouthed a sorry before returning to reality.

Sunny caught a glimpse of Adam who stood at the altar, his face now an embarrassing shade of pink as he awkwardly waved at his bride. She made her way up to the front of the room face to face with Adam who smiled and commented on her dress. Rutger was stood of to the side begging Nolan to be able to change s the Captain waved him off and turned his head to pay attention.

Jay cleared his throat as he welcome the room, “I’m sure you all know why you’re here,” he smiled, “to get drunk, and to watch these two get fucking married!” He raised his beer, as did the rest of the room, “anyways, I don’t really know what I’m supposed to say,” he shrugged, “Other than that we have gathered here today to see not only a blessing romance but to also watch our favourite ray of sunshine’s brother absolutely imploded” he did a little wave to Luke, the attention turning to the girl's brother who glared at everyone around him, a pout on his face as he shook his head at the antics of everyone in the room.

“Ya-da-ya-da, beautiful couple, blah blah, rest of lives together! Anyone in this room object to the happy couple?” Luke stood up and opened his mouth, “not you, you sit” he said as both Mackie and Ethan sat him back down, a frown on his face.

“Vows and rings!” he said skimming through the speech on his phone that he had barely prepared, “Shay baby, rings please?” He said in a sing-song voice as Seamus stood up from his spot and handed Jay two cheap dollar store rings. one with a big fake diamond on the band, and one with just a purple chrome-coloured ring. “Now say your vows, Fants you first” “I didn’t prepare anything?” He looked up at their officiator who just raised an eyebrow which basically told him to come up with something, “Well sunny I’ve known you for nearly a week, probably the best week of my life, so that’s gotta count for a lot. I’m pretty sure your brother is staring daggers into me right now so I’m gonna cut it short, but I’m glad you’re my wife, even if it’s just for the night” he said with a smile as he slipped the ring onto her finger. Nolan let out a fake cry from across the room as the entire crowd clapped, “You have such a way with words Mo”

“Your turn!” Jay turned to Sunny with a smile. “Well Adam, I have known for about five minutes that you were my husband-to-be and honestly I’m glad. Seeing you while I was walking down the aisle took me back to about four days ago when were sat in public speaking class, and we were doing those god-awful icebreakers, and you told me that you could do the worm and I made you do it right in the back of the lecture hall, and from that moment I knew you were the guy I would be shotgunning beers and doing keg stands with on the upcoming weekend,” the girl grinned as she took the ring and slipped it on his hand while all the guys whistled and cheered from behind her. “Now that was pure romance! Anyways, I’m bored and this is going on too long so I now pronounce you husband and wife, please, and I mean I will literally pay you guys to do it so I can get a raw Lucas Hughes reaction, kiss the bride”

Sunny shrugged for a sec as Adam grinned as wrapped his hand around her waist to dip her, placing a chaste kiss on the apple of her cheek as the room erupted, he placed her back into her feet as Nolan handed them each a can, “and to seal the deal, shotgun frosh!” He yelled out as some random Pitbull song began playing in the background.

Adam cracked his open with his teeth and did the same to hers, very romantic, the room erupted with cheers as Sunny held her can up in the air first as everyone cheered at her fast timing.

"Wanna get a drink?" she mumbled into Adam's neck as he hugged her, everyone else in the room now working their way to the kitchen to get a new drink and start the post-wedding activities, he nodded and took her by the hand and led her into the kitchen. “Nope Fants, five feet away from my sister at all times tonight” Luke got up from his chair and began to run after them.

I used some of my knowledge of living in a frat-like house for the past year, but obviously, it's not 100% accurate :)

#tinydancerau!!#adam fantilli #adam fantilli x reader #adam fantilli imagine #luke hughes #quinn hughes #umich hockey #jack hughes #umich imagine #mark estapa #ethan edwards #dylan duke

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wyntereyez · 8 months

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A Little Batty

Here it is... my @cssns contribution! It's late because I've been burned out, and it was originally going to have art by @spartanguard and be betaed by @ohmakemeahercules, but because I didn't get anything done until the last minute, I didn't want to impose.

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A Little Batty

Emma’s nights volunteering at the Storybrooke Bat Rehabilitation Center (locally referred to as ‘The Belfry’) weren’t something she’d ever imagined herself doing. She was no Disney princess; she didn’t have a natural rapport with animals. But The Belfry was her sister-in-law’s baby, and who was Emma to resist Mary Margaret’s pleading eyes? And she had to admit, any animal that let you roll it into a little burrito was cute.

Plus, her nights fell on the nights Henry was over at Neal’s. Though she didn’t think she was one of Those Moms who missed their children whenever they weren’t around, Emma admitted to herself that she was lonely when he was gone. Their creaky old house suddenly felt big and empty, and it became too much for Emma. At least at The Belfry, she could socialize without going to the effort of getting dressed up and going out in public.

Ruby was already there when Emma arrived. Unlike Emma, she did have a way with animals (“Not all animals; just creatures of the night,” she’d joked) and was the best at handling the animals when their cages needed cleaning.

And then there was Mary Margaret, who really was a Disney Princess, and you couldn’t convince Emma otherwise. All animals loved her, and she loved all animals.

They were gathered around Mary Margaret’s desk, discussing distribution of chores (Emma was not on cage-cleaning duty tonight, thank goodness) when they were interrupted by the arrival of William Smee, the man in charge of the local marina.

Emma thought at first he’d come specifically looking for her as sheriff, but he’d only nodded in greeting and headed straight to Mary Margaret.

He was wearing the thick gloves he used for dock work, and held what looked like a ratty old beach towel cupped in both hands. “Mrs. Nolan! I found a bat down at the docks. I didn’t know what else to do with him, so I brought him straight here.”

It was unusual for Smee to be working this late at night, especially past the tourist season, and Emma instinctively wondered why. She mentally scolded herself; she needed to stop being paranoid; not everyone did things for duplicitous reasons. Like her ex.

“Let’s see what you have,” Mary Margaret said. She opened the desk drawer and withdrew a set of the thick leather gloves they used when handling the bats. Smee pulled away the top layer of the towel, just enough to reveal his captive without releasing it.

Emma expected a large brown bat; they made up most of the local bat population, and thus most of The Belfry’s residents. She wasn’t prepared for when the towel fell away from a sharp, fox-like muzzle and huge eyes, topped with large, pointed ears.

It was a fruit bat. A rather large one, at that. It stared calmly back at them with its wide, dark eyes, and twitched its ears. It seemed completely unbothered at being a bat-burrito, suggesting it was accustomed to being handled. It yawned, exposing sharp canines, one of which had a small chip in it.

“Where did you find it?” Mary Margaret asked as she pulled on the thick leather gloves.

“He was down at the docks,” Smee said. “Nestled in a coil of rope. I almost missed him, but he squeaked at me. It’s like he wanted to get my attention.”

The bat squeaked, as though it were chiming in.

“He didn’t even put up a fight. He was easy to catch - you’ll see why,” Smee said as the last of the towel fell away, leaving the bat exposed in Mary Margaret’s hand. Annoyed, the bat spread its wings, and Emma ducked out of the way of the enormous right wing.

It was only after she righted herself that noticed his left wing, which Mary Margaret had caught and was gently holding. It was only half the length of the right, ending with a club of scar tissue just below what would have been the wrist. Mary Margaret was examining it critically, frowning.

“It’s an old injury,” Mary Margaret said, releasing the wing. The bat gave her a sour look and tucked it to his side. “No way he’s been living wild. He’s probably someone’s pet; a sailor, maybe, since you found him at the docks. He’s definitely used to being handled.”

He was also very obviously a ‘he,’ Emma couldn’t help but notice when the bat rolled over onto his back, his rear towards Emma. He looked towards her, gave a startled squeak, and wrapped his wings around himself.

Emma needed to stop anthropomorphizing the residents, because there was no way he could be embarrassed by accidentally flashing her.

“We’ll put him in one of the isolation cages for now,” Mary Margaret decided. “Just because he seems healthy now, doesn’t mean there’s nothing wrong with him. Ruby, I brought a banana for a snack; it’s in the break room if you could grab it for me, please?”

“Do you have any idea where he came from?” Emma asked Smee. Fruit bats were illegal to have as pets, and while Emma didn’t think the owner would get more than a fine, they could lead to a larger illegal animal trade organization. “Anyone new around the docks?” It was the wrong time of year for it, though; most of the boats that came to Storybrooke for the summer tourist season had departed in the last few weeks. It was possible one of them had left the bat, but that meant he’d been on the docks fending for himself for at least a week. He look too healthy for a pet that had been abandoned that long.

“We have one ship that’s wintering over for repairs, but he’s not the bat’s owner,” Smee said. He seemed very certain of this, but there was something shifty in his gaze as he said it. Emma prided herself at being good at detecting lies and Smee…wasn’t lying, not exactly, but he wasn’t telling the truth, either. Before Emma could pursue it further, however, Mary Margaret interrupted.

“Obviously, he can’t be released into the wild,” Mary Margaret sighed. “He seems pretty docile; we can probably put him in the bat educational program, assuming he’s healthy and remains easy to handle. Thank you for bring him, Mr. Smee. We’ll take good care of him.”

Smee took this as his cue to leave, but not without an odd backward glance at the bat.

Emma told herself the bat did not nod at Smee.

Ruby returned with the banana and began to peel it. At the sight of it, the bat began squeaking and straining towards it. “Someone’s hungry,” she cooed, and held it out. The bat’s mouth opened wide, and he tore off a chunk that looked like it should have been too large for him.

They let him eat as much as he wanted while Mary Margaret held him. When he was finished, consuming almost the entire thing (How? Emma wondered. Where did he put it all?), Mary Margaret said, “I need to feed the others. Emma, could you get some gloves and put this guy in the furthest isolation cage?”

Emma grabbed another set of gloves. “Isn’t he too big?” The cages were designed for much smaller brown bats; he’d be cramped.

“He should be okay for a few days. And since he can’t fly, we don’t have to worry about too little space. He should have enough room to spread his wings, at least.”

The bat chittered, and licked banana mush off its muzzle. “We’ll have more fruit for you tomorrow,” Mary Margaret promised. “A variety. How do you feel about strawberries?” She chattered on as she transferred him to Emma.

The bat squeaked excitedly.

Which was a valid reaction to strawberries, but couldn’t be in response to Mary Margaret’s words. Right?

Could bats pick up words, like dogs? Maybe he did understand ‘strawberries.’

Emma carried the bat to the back area, past the large, open enclosures that housed the permanent populations, as well as the wild ones that would be released as soon as they were ready. The isolation cages were smaller, designed to make it easy to catch a bat that would need constant care and observation.

She opened the door of the last cage, the largest, and gently lowered her hands. It took some prodding to move him off her palms, and at last he moved with great reluctance. He crawled across the floor of the cage to the bars, and immediately began to climb them to the top, unhindered by the missing finger bones of his wing, then crawled around the top until he found the perfect spot. He anchored his feet in place and dropped his body until he was hanging upside down, eye to eye with Emma. Then, with a great yawn, he pulled his wings around himself until only the tips of his ears were visible.

“Stay out of trouble,” she told him.

Emma could have sworn he’d winked at her.

~oOo~

Emma stopped by the marina at the end of her shift, curious if the bat’s owner had returned. Her attention was drawn to a ship she hadn’t seen before, a massive wooden ship that looked like it would be more at home in the Caribbean than in Maine. It was moored at the largest dock, and Emma saw it had no sails, nor any rigging. It must have been the ship Smee said was staying over for the winter, since that was the only reason to derig it. She hadn’t expected anything so… spectacular. The ship was gorgeous. She studied it curiously for several minutes, wondering who would own such a vessel, then shrugged and headed towards the main office. The door was locked, however; Smee had already left, and there was no one else on the docks.

She shrugged and headed to The Belfry.

Mary Margaret was already there, feeding the residents. It alway icked Emma out, to see her gentle sister-in-law feeding the ecstatic bats their mealworms.

“How’s our newest resident?” Emma asked.

“He was just waking up when I checked on him,” Mary Margaret said. “He looks alert, with no obvious signs of illness. The vet stopped by earlier to take some samples, so we should know soon if there’s any diseases we should worry about.” She frowned. “There was a bit of blood in his cage, but the vet couldn’t find any injuries. Did you cut yourself when you put him in the cage last night?”

“No,” she said, but examined her hands anyway.

“Huh. Well, if you’d like to feed him, there’s a bowl of fresh fruit in the fridge for him.” Mary Margaret grinned. “At least you’ll be able to feed this one without screaming,” she teased.

Emma scowled, because her revulsion to mealworms was totally valid, thank you very much.

Ruby had thrown a mealworm at her.

It had gone down her cleavage.

Emma was never going to touch a damn worm again.

Emma found the bowl of fruit, snagging a chunk of melon for herself before picking up the bowl and carrying it to the quarantine cage.

He was clinging to the bars of the cage when she arrived, his nose pressed to the fine mesh between the bars as though he’d been waiting for her. When he saw her - or, more likely, the bowl of fruit - he began to squeak excitedly.

Emma was charmed.

The name ‘Killian’ had been written on the paper taped to his cage, in fancy penmanship that Emma didn’t recognize.

“Killian, huh?” Emma asked.

The bat squeaked.

“Okay, if you say so.”

She snagged another piece of fruit - a strawberry this time, much to the bat’s indignation - then placed the bowl at the bottom of the cage. Killian quickly climbed down and hopped into the bowl, quickly losing himself in fruity bliss.

Emma laughed, then went to help Mary Margaret finish up.

“Who named him Killian?” she asked.

Mary Margaret frowned. “I thought you did. The name was there when I got here, and you were the last one to see him.”

“If I’d named him, it would be something like ‘Batty,’” Emma pointed out. “Or possibly ‘Dracula.’” She shrugged. “He seems to like it, so we may as well keep it.”

Mary Margaret gave her a strange look. “I’m sure he doesn’t care,” was all she said.

~oOo~

Killian’s test results came back clean. As long as his phlegmatic temperament continued, he’d be introduced to the other bats, though he’d be kept in a cage alone to accommodate his disability. He seemed fine with this; the smaller cage was beside the bigger one, so he could watch and communicate with the other bats if he chose. It also had bars that were easier to grip and climb. For a fruit bat with full, functional wings, it wouldn’t be ideal, but since Killian couldn’t fly, all he needed was enough room to stretch his wings to the fullest without touching the bars.

When he continued to be easy to handle, they decided it was safe to hold him without gloves. He seemed to like this, settling into Emma’s hands contentedly.

That was how she found out that bats purred.

“Oh,” Mary Margaret said. “He really likes you! Guess you’re his official caretaker from now on.”

Killian continued to purr in her hands. Emma decided maybe this wasn’t so bad.

Because he was so comfortable with people, even seeming to prefer their company, Emma took to carrying him around the sanctuary. Sometimes he’d be burritoed in a blanket, other times he’d drape over her shoulder, that incredibly long intact wing lazily hanging down. He seemed very curious about the computer whenever she played around with it at the desk (officially ‘doing paperwork’ for the sanctuary, but actually looking at memes) and she’d see his wide, dark eyes staring at the images.

He seemed especially interested in the staffing schedule.

Emma was also the only one he allowed to ‘fly’ him. It was something they did with elderly bats, holding them and carrying them around the sanctuary, wings spread, as if they were flying. Killian seemed bemused by the whole process, but allowed himself to be carried around.

Especially since the reward was always a bowl of fresh fruit - and gentle ear scritches from Emma.

~oOo~

Emma hadn’t intended to start dating again. Her divorce from Neal had been messy; he hadn’t been willing to let her go, despite his affair with his now-girlfriend Tamara. She thought she was done with men.

And then her sister-in-law introduced her to Walsh. They’d met when Mary Margaret had gone to the new furniture store in town, and she’d been charmed by his politeness.

Emma had tried to refuse Mary Margaret’s efforts to set them up, but then David had joined in. Her brother had thus far sided with Emma, and had talked Mary Margaret out of multiple attempts at a set-up. For him to approve of Walsh? That meant something. So Emma had reluctantly agreed to the date.

Walsh felt… safe. He was polite, respectful. Not particularly adventurous, which would have been a big turn-off once, but now it had appeal. Best of all, he didn’t argue with her every decision. She’d forgotten what it was like to be in a relationship with no drama.

One date became two, and plans were made for a third.

~oOo~

Emma arrived late to the sanctuary on the night of her second date. She hadn’t wanted to be out so late, but Walsh had admitted to being something of a night owl, and didn’t really eat until around nine in the evening. Emma had had to have a pre-dinner before dinner, because she knew she’d starve to death if she waited that long.

But she’d had more fun than expected. And eating later in the evening meant fewer diners, which had made the restaurant more intimate.

She’d liked it.

And the dim interior made it harder to maintain eye contact with Walsh. She’d noticed that he had a really intense gaze, and tried to meet hers as often as he could. It was… uncomfortable, for reasons Emma couldn’t really explain.

Emma put it out of her mind as she turned her attention on the anxious fruit bat, who was perched with his muzzle sticking out of the cage. At the sight of her, he gave several ear-piercing shrieks.

“Sorry! Sorry!”

Killian gave her a sour look.

“Hey! Don’t give me that! It’s not like you can tell time!”

He continued to glower.

“Okay, sorry!”

He tilted his head, considering. Then, with a sound that was almost a purr, he extended his right wing towards her thumb, snagging it with his clever little finger, and pulling her hand closer. He was about to pull himself onto her hand when he suddenly froze.

His nose twitched, wrinkled, and he bared his sharp little teeth. And then he did something he’d never done before.

He hissed.

Emma jerked her hands back. “Whoa! What’s with you today?”

He continued to stare at her as though she smelled rancid, and he wouldn’t come near her. Rather than stress him out further, Emma let him be. It wouldn’t hurt him to miss a night of flying.

~oOo~

A bat’s rejection shouldn’t have stung.

Killian continued to be edgy the rest of the night, so she left him alone.

After her shift, Emma realized she was too restless to sleep. Maybe it was a lingering excitement over the date, or maybe Emma really had taken Killian’s tantrum personally, but she didn’t want to go home. It was Neal’s weekend with Henry, and she couldn’t face being cooped up in that empty house.

So she went to The Rabbit Hole, Storybrooke’s only nightlife scene. She drew a few glances as she walked in, but they lost interest as soon as they saw she was off duty. She went straight to the bar and ordered a strawberry daiquiri, because apparently hanging around a fruit bat made you crave fruity things.

She’d been there maybe ten minutes when someone sat beside her. A richly accented voice that definitely did not send a shiver down Emma’s spine asked for a rum.

Emma waited until he’d been served his drink before turning to him and asking, “New in town?”

He turned, and Emma’s breath hitched when she met those blue, blue eyes. “What gave it away, Love?” he asked, amused.

English accents turned her into putty. Especially when combined with a smoldering gaze.

Mistakes had been made.

“I know everyone in this town,” she said. “You stick out like a sore thumb.”

“Oh? And who might you be?”

“I’m the sheriff,” she warned him.

“And you don’t take kindly to strangers ‘round these parts?” he mocked, adapting a twang.

“We’re fine with strangers - so long as they don’t bring trouble.”

He grinned, flashing sharp teeth. “And I look like trouble?”

Emma arched an eyebrow.

His smile widened. Oh, he knew exactly how he looked.

“Killian Jones,” he said, offering his hand. Emma lifted a brow when, instead of shaking, he brushed his lips across the back of her hand. “A pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

She hmmphed, refusing to be charmed by his old world manners.

Emma’s eyes fell on his left wrist, where a thick leather brace supported a rather alarming looking metal hook. His gaze followed hers. “Forgive the hardware,” he said. “Crude, I know, but it’s far more useful sailing than a more delicate prosthesis or a false hand.” He pulled his arm closer to his chest, not quite hiding it, but at least making it look less threatening.

His name wasn’t the only thing he had in common with their fruit bat.

“Are you a sailor, Mr. Jones?”

“Killian,” he reminded her. “Or Captain Jones, if you prefer to be formal. And I’m actually a pirate.”

Emma scoffed, then realized, “That old-fashioned ship in the marina! It’s yours!”

Killian nodded. “Aye, the Jolly Roger,” he said. That seemed a bit too on point. “I do charter sails for history buffs, as well as doing movie and television appearances. You’d be surprised what people will pay for a two-week Caribbean cruise with a dashing rapscallion like meself.” He grinned, and once again Emma had the unsettling thought that his teeth were very, very sharp.

“And what brings you here, Captain?”

“My ship is in need of repair, so I’m going to winter over in your lovely town,” he said.

“Odd; Granny Lucas didn’t mention taking in any lodgers,” Emma noted.

“I’ve made other arrangements,” Killian shrugged.

Maybe he’d leased a place, then. The cottages were usually only available to lease to summer tourists, but she wouldn’t be surprised if one of the owners made an exception.

“You don’t happen to own a bat, do you?” she asked suddenly.

He blinked rapidly, blindsided.

He had beautiful eyelashes.

“Like…a baseball bat?” he asked slowly.

“Never mind,” Emma muttered. She pulled a couple of crumpled bills out of her pocket and set them on the bar. She stood up. “Nice to meet you Mr. - Captain Jones. I’m sure I’ll see you around.”

“I didn’t get your name,” he said. It wasn’t a demand; rather, a polite inquiry. He was allowing her to be mysterious if she chose. Not that it would be hard to find out her name, since she was the sheriff. Still, she appreciated it.

“Emma Swan,” she said.

“See you around, Swan,” he said, low and throaty, and she totally did not shiver.

She left before she could embarrass herself.

~oOo~

Emma’s third date with Walsh led to a fourth.

After each date, Killian-the-bat would give her that angry hiss, and Emma wondered if he were somehow jealous that someone else was taking her time.

But he’d eventually get over it.

Which was probably a good thing, because they had their first school visit of the semester, and if he’d been cranky, he’d have missed out on having dozens of adoring children who cooed at him and gave him all the fruit he could ever want.

Though he wasn’t too crazy about being touched by their sticky fingers. But he allowed it, showing more patience than Emma had ever had.

She saw Killian-the-human several times over the next week; usually at the bar, once, coming out of the hardware store with items she assumed were for ship repair. Each time, he gave her a significant Look that she couldn’t read.

And then it happened, on a night when Emma was walking out of Granny’s diner with a bag full of carryout containers and a couple of donuts in preparation for an overnight shift at The Belfry.

After three weeks of casual conversation, Killian asked her out for a drink.

And Emma…she wanted to go.

Even though she barely knew him, she felt a spark with him, something that was more than just the thrill of his smoldering gaze.

“I’m actually seeing someone,” she said.

She hadn’t meant to sound regretful. She shouldn’t feel bad about dating Walsh, right?

“You don’t sound so certain,” Killian observed.

Dammit. “No, I am,” she said firmly. “He’s…nice.”

“All right,” Killian said. “I’ll see you around then, Swan.”

Emma released a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. That had been harder than she’d expected. And a little part of her had feared he wouldn’t respond well to being ‘friendzoned.’

She watched him walk away, swaggering, then turned and stepped forward - into something very solid.

Walsh.

A deep frown was etched into his features. Emma wondered how long he’d been standing there in the dark, and if he’d heard everything.

“Who was that?” he asked.

Emma didn’t like his tone. Clearly, he had been eavesdropping.

“Just someone wintering over,” Emma said. “We talk occasionally.”

“He seemed to want to do more than talk,” Walsh said. His jaw was clenched, and Emma frowned. Oh, no. They were not going to do this.

“It doesn’t matter what he wanted,” Emma said coolly.

“Come to dinner with me,” Walsh said. It wasn’t a question.

Oh, hell no. She was not going to put up with this possessive bullshit.

“I have other plans,” she said.

“Like what?” he demanded.

“That’s none of your business,” she snapped.

Something flickered across Walsh’s face, then he abruptly deflated. “Sorry,” he said. “I know I have nothing to worry about. I just don’t want to lose you, Emma.”

Emma studied him, all senses on alert. But he seemed sincere enough. Still… “We’ll discuss this tomorrow,” she told him wearily. “Right now, I have to get going.”

She made it to The Belfry just as Ruby was leaving for the day. “I left some bags of popcorn for you for later,” she told Emma as she pulled on her coat. “There’s some Milk Duds, too.”

Emma grinned. “You’re the best, Ruby.”

“I know,” the other woman grinned toothily.

Nights at The Belfry tended to be long. Emma only over-nighted once a week, and she used the time to binge watch shows. The last time she’d done it, Killian-the-bat had sat on her shoulder and squeaked at the screen.

She’d just checked the bats and was about to put a bag of popcorn in the microwave when she heard the front door open.

Emma froze. She could have sworn she locked it.

And then a familiar voice called, “Emma?” and she relaxed. Marginally. Why was Walsh here?

“Walsh, hey,” Emma said cautiously. “We don’t really allow guests this late at night.”

“I’m not a guest, I’m your boyfriend,” he reminded her.

Emma went over to the front desk, sitting on the edge. Her hand crept over to the lamp on the corner.

“That doesn’t matter. You shouldn’t be here.”

“Why not? Is he here?”

Nope. Not doing this.

“Walsh… If you’re going to do this, then I don’t think we should see each other anymore. I’m not going to put up with someone who doesn’t trust me and stalks me at work.”

Walsh leaned back, staring down at her. But he made no move to leave. Emma braced herself for the inevitable meltdown.

Instead, he threw back his head and laughed.

At her shocked look, he said, “Did you think that would hurt me? It’s a relief, actually,” Walsh said. “Having to pretend to be interested in you is draining. You’re too abrasive, and you don’t trust anyone. Which, admittedly, was the right choice here. But it’s over now, and my master will reward me well.”

His eyes were red. Not bloodshot, but glowing a baleful crimson. “What the fu-”

Then their eyes locked, and Emma felt…something. It writhed around in her mind, clawing into her, leaving her feeling dirty. He was inside her head somehow, and she wanted him out, out, OUT!

Emma jerked her gaze away, and Walsh snarled.

“Why isn’t this working?” Walsh fumed. “You should be mine!” Then he smirked, showing off far too sharp teeth. “Guess we’ll have to do this the fun way, then.”

Emma reacted. Her hand flew to the heavy lamp on the desk corner, and she flung it at Walsh’s head. He didn’t react in time, and it hit him squarely in the forehead.

He didn’t even flinch.

It should have taken him down, or at least disoriented him long enough to continue attacking or escape. No man should have taken a direct hit to the head and just shaken it off.

He wasn’t normal.

He wasn’t human.

So Emma ran.

Her lunge to the side caught Walsh by surprise, and he didn’t immediately react. It bought her a few precious seconds to dart through the door leading towards the cage room.

There was an emergency exit in the back of the sanctuary. Emma sprinted towards it.

Walsh stepped out of the shadows, blocking her path.

How?! How had he gotten in front of her? It wasn’t possible!

“I’m not here to kill you, Emma,” Walsh said in exasperation. “I’m just going to take you to my master.”

Killian shrieked, beating his wings against the bars of his cage. Walsh ignored him.

“But…nobody said I couldn’t rough you up a bit.” His hands extended towards her, tipped in razor sharp claws.

Killian fell silent.

Emma dropped to the floor and kicked her leg out, hitting Walsh in the knee with bone-breaking force. It didn’t do more than stagger him, however, and he quickly recovered. Emma rolled away, but misjudged her direction and slammed into one of the cages. The bats inside fluttered their wings in agitation.

Walsh lunged towards her.

And then Walsh crashed to the floor. Something bumped and rolled across the floor, coming to a stop before Emma. Walsh’s head, the red fading from his eyes as they slowly dimmed.

Standing over the body was Killian, the human Killian, dressed in black leather and wielding what looked like a pirate’s cutlass. “Are you all right, Love?” he asked.

His eyes had the same red glow as Walsh’s.

“What the fuck?” Emma shrieked.

Killian gave her a crooked smile.

A fang poked out from behind his lips.

“Apologies, Love,” Killian Jones said. The red was fading from his eyes, though the sharp fangs remained. “I’ll clean up the mess.”

Emma just stared at his teeth.

One of them was chipped. Just like Killian-the-bat’s.

“You’re…you’re…”

“A vampire, yes,” Killian said. As if it were the most normal thing in the world. But Emma supposed that made more sense than what she’d been about to say: You’re my bat! “As was your…boyfriend.”

“He wasn’t my boyfriend,” Emma muttered. “It was just a couple of dates.”

“Mmph.” He crouched down, examining Walsh’s body. Then, to her horror, he dragged his finger through the small pool of blood and put it in his mouth.

“He’s a neophyte; probably not more than a year since he was changed. Which means his master has to be close by, because a vampire this young seldom strays far from his master.” Killian studied her closely. “Which means he was specifically sent to seduce you. I wonder why?”

Emma didn’t want to think about that. She didn’t know, she wasn’t special.

“You somehow resisted his attempt to control you,” Killian continued. “That’s a rare gift.”

”You should be mine,” Walsh had said.

“How can you be a vampire?” There was a shrill edge of panic to her voice. This was too much, far too much.

“It’s a long story,” he said. “I won’t get into that tonight. All you need to know is that I hunt vampires like him, those who break our laws and hunt humans.”

“But… I’ve seen you during the day.” Walsh, on the other hand, she’d never before sunset. She’d just assumed he was a night owl, not a freaking vampire

“I’m over 300 years old. I’ve developed an immunity to sunlight. I don’t like it, but I can go out in it.”

“Three hun-” Her brain stuttered to a halt. “Are you actually a pirate?”

Killian chuckled. “I have been called such, yes. I prefer ‘dashing rapscallion.’”

“You would,” she scoffed.

“There’s that spirit,” he said approvingly. “It’s a lot to take in, I know.”

She tried to back away, forgetting in her panic that the cage was behind her.

“I’ve been here over a month, and you haven’t had any mysterious deaths or illnesses related to blood loss, aye?”

There hadn’t been, actually. The town had been as calm as it always was after the tourist season ended. That didn’t mean Killian didn’t do his hunting elsewhere, but she hadn’t heard anything from the nearest towns, either.

“So…you’ve been living in town as a bat and a human for a month, and no one even noticed?”

“The werewolf knows, but she and I reached an understanding.”

“The…the werewolf…” Emma repeated faintly.

“The lovely Miss Lucas,” Killian said. “She figured out what I was fairly quickly, but we came to an agreement.”

“Ruby…is a werewolf…”

“Aye. She’ll probably be furious that I told you, but she will vouch for me. She knows our laws, and how strictly we enforce them.”

This was all too much. Emma had snapped. She blurted out the next thing that came to mind. “Shouldn’t you be a vampire bat?”

Killian looked pained. “I don’t have the most fearsome bat form, I admit.” And then his expression became lascivious. “But I’m certainly one of the biggest.”

Of course you are, Emma thought.

Emma’s hands were still shaking. She clenched her fists, hoping to hide the trembling.

He noticed, however, and his face softened.

“I mean you no harm, Swan,” Killian said softly. “I rarely need to partake in human blood, and then only with willing donors. This town is safe from me.” His gaze went to Walsh’s corpse. “His master, however, seems to have no such qualms. It appears we were right about his intentions.”

“Is…is that why you’re here?” Emma asked.

“To find his master, yes,” Killian said. “We suspected that a powerful old vampire was no longer keeping to our laws, and I was dispatched to track them. So I’m afraid you’re stuck with me for some time. Though I suppose you’ll want me to find other accommodations,” he added regretfully. “Pity; you have some lovely fruit.”

Emma assumed that was supposed to be an entendre, but when she looked at his expression, she realized that, no, he actually meant fruit. What kind of vampire fed on fruit? “You can stay for now, until you find something better,” Emma offered. “Although, you will have to put up with the Bat Education Program,” she finished apologetically. “Mary Margaret wants to make you the star. But somehow, I don’t think you mind being the center of attention.”

Killian grimaced. “I’ll tolerate it. But only if the children wash their hands,” he growled

“She’s calling you the ‘am-bat-sador,’” Emma warned.

”Bloody hell,” Killian groaned. “But it will help me guard the children. They’re preferred victims of rogue vampires,” he concluded grimly.

A shiver went down her spine, and this time it wasn’t because of his accent.

Something evil was coming to Storybrooke.

~fin~

#author: wyntereyez #fandom: once upon a time #captain swan #emma swan #killian jones #vampires #cssns #cssns23

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prettyboysdontlookatexplosions · 9 months

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feel weird about this post, maybe because i think three films (one of which i liked a lot, one of which i thought was a surprisingly fun toy commercial with script problems, one of which i cannot make myself watch because it’s little fucking women) is kind of not a lot to hang this kind of “always” characterization on especially given that one of them is a toy commercial and the other one is about an eighteen year old and actually has nothing whatsoever to say about marriage, maybe because i cannot take seriously someone being like “this filmmaker conspicuously avoids queer desire and female sexuality entirely” based on a sample set of movies that are (1) about a high school student who brw fucks (2) an adaptation of a 19th century children’s novel which is, i promise you, so much more directly about protestantism than you remember, and (3) a toy commercial. like “over and over and over and over again” feels…. it just feels really strong. and it feels, idk, really weird to me to say that 2-3 movies about being a single woman necessarily have some kind of intentional absence rather than simply making a deliberate choice, like we are, like, just drowning culturally in positive depictions of women whose lives are about something else, lmao. like i don’t, um…. i just don’t think i am ever going to find it particularly feminist to criticize a particular depiction or even a particular body of work for omitting sex 🤷🏻‍♀️ i am saying all of this btw as a person who like, the number one genre of film i am instantly down to watch is “movies by lesbian filmmakers” and that was true when i identified as straight. but also i guess i am saying this as a person who more or less thinks of portrait as a lady on fire as having a happy ending because i see it as a story about a woman artist, which i actually think is the real consistency among gerwig’s three (3) movies even if i think barbie does not actually execute that theme with any success (and even if to be clear i don’t think she is anywhere near sciamma). anyway. maybe i also just think the snide “often, they don’t have sex at all” as “feminist” (lol) “critique” (lol) is, like, extremely 2012.

there was also a reblog OP did of some tags where someone was like “i read it as an aroace narrative” and they were like “that’s great but she wasn’t doing that on purpose!” and OP added this tag:

which like. i mean i did not feel reflected by barbie because i am not 14. but like as a bisexual woman who has been in a relationship for basically my entire adult life, there is a way in which i actually do tend to feel reflected by stories about women who walk away entirely from the domain of romance and sex. who - horrors! - “don’t fuck at all.” i find that narrative, when done well, compelling and personally salient. if gerwig made a movie that wasn’t little women or barbie about it, i would probably find some real value in it! and i find…. off-putting… the idea that one is supposed to prefer reflections in the form of “identity” rather than uh [checks notes] a human person behaving in ways that are resonant to me. that one in fact should desire movies that “purposefully” make narratives to “reflect me.” i think that assumption reveals some weird assumptions about how art gets made and a weird depressing narrow view of how to relate to art.

in conclusion i believe in equality and i think that if christopher nolan can make 11 movies in a row with zero sexual content at all before finally having his streak broken only by the immovable historical object of j robert oppenheimer’s sexual magnetism (i’m not being weird he literally said this) i think greta gerwig who with her toy commercial follow up slated to be a pair of narnia movies i think is pretty clearly angling to be girl christopher nolan should be allowed to keep making movies i think are Fine about ambitious unhorny women for years to come. or whatever the fuck she’s gonna make narnia about, i certainly will not be watching.

#idk man i am not like a major gerwig fan or anything but #this post rly bugged me!

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in follow up to my timeline (for those who haven't seen it / want to reference: https://www.tumblr.com/hartz-penny/705740236884508672/after-celinas-its-2022-comment-in-510-i), i wanted to jot down some info on the relationships in relation to it!

WOPEZ:

Met in 1.10 "Flesh and Blood" and agree to go out by the end of the episode, by my timeline (1.01 being ~ March 2019 and 1.20 being 6 months later aka ~ September 2019), let's say this is June 2019 since its half way through the season

They break up briefly between 1.12 and are back together by 1.18, they fight in 1.20 but are firmly together by episode's end, again per my timeline this is approx. Sept 2019

They have moved in together as of 2.01 which is still ~ Sept 2019

Wesley is stabbed in 2.06 "Fallout" which we'll assume is Oct / Nov 2019

Wesley proposes - which Angela accepts - in 2.16 "The Overnight", as this is after DOD (09Dec2019) but before 2.20 (the rookies' "one month push") we can guess this is Jan or Feb 2020; they have been together for about 7-8 months total (including their breakup)

Wesley discovers Angela is pregnant in 3.01 "Consequences" by finding her pregnancy test, I'm going to assume Angela was between 3-7 weeks pregnant - wide range I know but I can't imagine her being any more far along than that and *not* have taken a test prior - here which is approx March 2020

Season 3 takes place over the course of two months since it begins right when the "one month push" begins, Lucy and Jackson graduate to P2 in 3.14 and Nolan becomes a P2 in 4.01 after completing his one month extension

This would mean that Wopez's first attempt at a wedding in 3.14 takes place in May 2020, they have been together for about 11 months; Angela is also kidnapped by La Fiera in this episode

Jackson "Jack" Lopex-Evers is born after the 3 month time jump that happens at the end of 4.01, putting his DOB in approx. Aug 2020

Wopez get married offscreen between 4.01 and 4.02 - which would still be Aug 2020, they have been together for just over a year

5.10 is apparently "2022" which per my timeline is Jan 2022

TL;DR Wopez has been together for 2 and a half years as of 5.10

HARRAY / JYLA (Nyla x James):

Met in 3.02 "In Justice" which takes place in approx March 2020

Had their sparring class in 3.11 "New Blood" which we'll say is when they first get involved, this in approx. April 2020

Nyla is dating both James and that hot dad in 4.03 "In The Line of Fire" and by the end of the episode is dating just James, this is approx. Sep 2020

Nyla sleeps with Donovan in 4.05 "A.C.H" (31Oct2020)

In 4.11 "End Game", Nyla discovers she is 6 weeks pregnant - I assume this to be mid-Dec 2020 - at this point Nyla and James have been dating for 8 months, exclusive for 3 months

Nyla and James get married in 4.18 "Backstabbers" - approx. Apr 2021; they have been dating 12 months, together exclusively for 7 months

Leah Harper-Murray is born in 5.02 "Labor Day" which takes place in ~ Jun / Jul 2021

As of 5.10 "The List", Leah is 5 months old and per Celina it is "2022", most likely January

TL;DR Jyla has been together for a year and a half as of 5.10

I'm not doing John and Bailey because I do not care about them.

CHENFORD:

Get ready folks because we'll cover a lot!

1.01 "Pilot" - estimated Mar 2019 per my timeline, "Bradford, you get our hotshot", Tim is assigned Lucy as his rookie

Tim & Isabel

In 1.01 it's revealed that Tim hasn't seen Isabel in a year

Tim and Isabel met as rookies, and Lucy states in 2.08 "Clean Cut" that Tim is a 12-year veteran; as S2 takes place from month 6 to month 12 of Lucy's rookie year, we can estimate that Tim and Isabel were together for about 11 years at the time of their divorce, if 2.08 takes place in Oct / Nov 2019 (it occurs between 2.01 which is approx. Sep 2019 and 2.11 which is established 09Dec2019), Tim and Isabel met (and were rookies in) 2007

We don't know what year Tim and Isabel were married

Based on the LAPD guidelines, rookies become P2s after their 13-month probationary period, become P3s after 3 years as a P2 - based on this Tim and Isabel would've reached this point in 2011

I can't remember where I saw it, but I believe to test out of P3, you need to have put in 1 year, and since Isabel was a UC in Narcotics, we can assume she was a Detective I, and let's say it took her 3-4 years to get there from P3 since Armstrong said he was the fastest to get to detective and it took him 4 years (I'm assuming he meant from P2 to Detective I) bringing us to 2014-2015

Let's say Isabel started the addiction spiral around 2016-2017 since Tim ignored it for a while at first and she was probably able to hide it for a bit before it got to the point where Tim was starting to pick up and thought she was having an affair and that Isabel left around late 2017 / early 2018 to match the "I haven't seen her in a year" of 1.01

Isabel is shot in the head in 1.08 "Time of Death" by Vance

Tim and Isabel agree to divorce in 1.12 "Heartbreak" which apparently is Valentine's Day but I choose to ignore bc Feb 2019 ruins my entire timeline and doesn't make sense with any other established date so we're going to say that its 3-4 months into Lucy's rookie year and is May-June 2019 (we don't know when the divorce is finalized specifically but Lucy says "since the divorce" in 2.03 "The Bet", which is approx. Sep / Oct 2019)

Lucy and Nolan 🤮

Are "together" as of 1.01, and have been dating / sleeping together / literally doing the nasty bc seriously I hate them together so much since the academy

Based on how casual they're both treating it, lets say its been going on for 3 months as of 1.01

They break up in 1.04 "The Switch", sleep together again in 1.08 "Time of Death" and end it for good (thank GOD) in 1.09 "Standoff" - this is approx. April / May 2019, putting their entire length of relationship at 6 months

Tim and Rachel

Set up on a date by Lucy in 2.03 "The Bet" - approx. Sept / Oct 2019

Tim considers moving to NYC with Rachel in 2.19 "The Q Word" but ultimately does not, they do not break up - approx. Mar 2020

Tim and Rachel break up offscreen at some point in S3, definitely before Angela's wedding when Tim openly checks Lucy out and S3 is 2 months long, so the max length of Tim & Rachel's relationship is 7 months

Lucy and Emmett

Meet in 2.17 "Control" and start dating despite Tim's belief that Lucy can do better - approx. Feb / Mar 2020

Break up in 3.08 "Bad Blood", as this is right before Lucy's final shift as a rookie (which is approx. Apr 2020), we'll say that they break up in Mar / Apr 2020; their relationship is about 2 months long

Tim and Ashley

Meet in 4.06 "Poetic Justice" and begin officially dating between here and 4.08 "Hit and Run" as Tim tells Genny that he is not single - approx. Nov 2020

Are planning a trip to Hawaii in 4.21 "Mother's Day" in which Lucy initially assumes Tim is going to propose, Tim & Ashley have been together for about 6 months at this point as it is May 2021; Tim finds out Ashley does not want marriage or children - a thing he very much does want - and for some reason stays in this "magic" relationship (srsly Timothy???)

Finally break up in 5.05 "The Fugitive" literally 10 seconds after Tim gets out of SPINAL SURGERY because Ashley remembered that Tim is a cop and being a cop is dangerous and I know Tim is pretty but like what did you expect? Just because he was telling your dad to retire meant he secretly wanted to too? This is late October 2021 as its right before 5.06 which is confirmed Halloween

Total length of relationship: ALMOST A GD YEAR...

Lucy and Chris

Meet in 4.10 "Heart Beat" and they are not fans of each other

Set up on a double date with Tim and Ashley by Tim in 4.12 "The Knock"; have their first real date at the end of the episode - approx. Dec 2020 / Jan 2021

Chris calls Lucy his girlfriend in 4.15 "Hit List", Lucy defines Chris as her "work in progress" - approx. Mar 2021

Chris is targeted by Rosalind in 5.01 "Double Down" (and sadly survives) - approx Jun 2021

After Chris gets Tim to convince Lucy to go to UC school, they are still together when Lucy comes back in 5.03 "Dye Hard", ~ Aug / Sep 2021

Chris asks Lucy to move in / buy a house together in 5.08 "The Collar" she is very on the fence, Lucy has not said I love you but Chris has because they "haven't been together that long" (it's been almost a year Lucy, he's just not Tim!!); Lucy and Tim confess their feelings after Tim confronts Lucy about staying in the relationship because its safe, Lucy decides to break up with Chris

Lucy and Chris finally break up in 5.09 "Take Back" ~ Dec 2021, making their total length of relationship between 11-12 months

BACK TO LUCY AND TIM:

Time as TO & Rookie: 13 months (1.01 - 3.14)

Time as Sergeant & Sergeant's Aide: ~ 9 months (4.04 - 5.02) [~ Oct 2020 to Jun / Jul 2021]

Length of time to first kiss: 2 years, 1 month (4.22)

Length of time to feelings confession: 2 years, 6 months (5.08)

Length of time to first date & first official kiss: 2 years, 7 months (5.10)

#and this is why i was a fantastic project manager (quoting my previous manager) and am a fantastic product innovation manager #i love a timeline and a deep dive #anyways #enjoy and use away for fanfics friends #tim x lucy #the rookie #chenford #usercher #userburn #tuserbecca #usertimlucy #angela lopez #wesley evers #wopez #nyla harper #james murray

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my-shields-are-down · 1 year

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Chenford + Tim has a secret admirer 👀

Well this one just flew right out of me in 15 minutes flat. Boom.

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Angela calls Lucy the second she hears her phone alarm go off with the Empire’s Death March.

“Bradford”

“Lucy - she’s out. Where’s Tim?”

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Lucy refuses to panic, she and Tim have made plans for this. She pulls up her “find me now” app and sees that her husband of just over 3 years is at the park with the kids, 2 blocks from their home with the reinforced steel walled safety bunker.

They’d had the bunker installed after that horrible day Oscar Hutchinson had been found in their pool on Lucy’s unicorn floaty - the place she spent most afternoons giving her back a break from lugging around all the extra pregnancy weight. She couldn’t run and hide and she had no protection when the shots went off, so Tim had dived in front of her getting shot twice - effectively ending his police career and starting his stay-at-home Dad career.

“I’m on my way. Call Grey to sound the alarm and head home. I’ll meet you there. Code still the same?”

“Yes, - 0515- first kiss.”

Angela next called Tim, who answered like his wife, “Bradford.”

“Tim! She’s out! I repeat, she’s out! Get yourself and my god babies home ASAP.”

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Tim was glad he had his sunglasses on- so he could scan the park looking for HER - Susan Johnson.

The last time he had seen her was at her parole hearing 2 years ago, where she had been claiming to be mentally sound enough to enter a work program - so Wesley had played his Trump card - bringing Tim to the hearing. Tim being the only one to have survived her ministrations. Susan had seen Tim and started screaming that their love was timeless, that she’d never stop working her way back to him.

He had been kidnapped and tortured much like Lucy had been- but not to kill him, not right away. But to love him. Susan Johnson, the most notorious serial killer after Rosalind Dyer, had been released from the psychiatric hospital that had recently been her home.

There was nothing remarkable about Susan. Dishwater blond hair, dull brown eyes, heavyset, average height, she blended into the background. No one ever noticed or suspected her.

Not until she set her sights on Tim, not until Lucy and Angela got involved.

Susan’s MO - which she had been following since middle school - was to send 4 unsigned cards, then reveal herself as that person’s secret admirer and kill them slowly if they didn’t reciprocate- Tim was the first and only victim ever to do so, to buy time for Lucy to find him.

Unfortunately, Susan believed him and refused to reset herself back to sanity - which she had done after her previous kills. She still thought Tim was in love with her and she was obsessed with “making him hers again.” Hence the outburst in court and her continued incarceration. Well until now anyway.

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Tim was grateful swing time was over and that he had already placed his 2 year old twin girls (his mini Lucys) back in their stroller. Their seats faced each other so they could do their secret twin speak while eating their snacks.

While they were chatting away, Tim quickly gathered up their belongings and began to run/walk home. The extra speed made the stroller bounce more than usual, triggering peals of laughter from his girls.

He loved them so much, he memorized the sound, committing it to memory and prayed he’d live to hear it again.

As he walked up his driveway, a gray Toyota Camry pulled up to his house.

Tim ignored the car, realizing who was in it, and focused on getting his girls to the garage chute.

Their safety bunker had been custom designed by Nolan and two of Tim’s Army buddies. They basically built a bomb shelter/command center/family sized safe house in their basement with a full kitchen, a full wall of cctv, satellite phones, etc which was accessible via slides throughout the house for Lucy and the kids. Hidden behind everyday objects were slides to safety - inside the kitchen island, behind the refrigerator in the garage, the upstairs laundry chute. The back deck even slid to the side creating a space just wide enough for a full sized adult to gain entrance, but you’d have to know where to look and how to trigger its movement to get it to open.

Gigi and Mimi were only just over 2, but they knew the slides were for safety and how to call 9-1-1 once they got to their playroom and locked it down. Once in lockdown, you needed a bypass code after a scanner read your thumbprint to get in.

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Tim leaned down to his girls, kissed each of them on the forehead and said it was slide time. Gigi nodded and climbed onto the slide and zipped down to the bunker. Mimi whispered, “Mama?” Tim nods and says, “or Aunt Angela.” Mimi then climbs in behind her sister, turns to look at her dad and says, “safety Dada” while touching her little palm to his cheek before sliding to safety herself. Tim shuts the panel, says a prayer of gratitude for the life he’s been lucky enough to live with Lucy and his precious girls. While he’s sad that he’ll likely miss out on prom and weddings and those grandkids Lucy promised, he wouldn’t change a second of the time he had with them. They were his happily ever after.

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He stands up while grabbing the wrench they had planted in the fridge for this exact purpose. To give him a chance.

Tim turns around and sure enough, there stands Susan Johnson in his garage with a knife in her hand. He can hear the sirens in the distance getting louder and coming closer, but he doubts they will get there in time. All he can do now is do everything possible to keep his babies safe. Even if that means sacrificing himself.

“Hi” she says shyly. “Do you remember me? I’m Susan, your secret admirer.”

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#chenford #tim bradford #lucy chen #the rookie #tim x lucy #i'm in chenford withdrawal #chenford fanfiction #askandrea #andrea writes #i love them so much

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#mitchell the antithesis of Buck's sperm donation...

this is a fairly recent hyperfixation of mine, one i’m very passionate about and that i hope makes sense.

so. a central point made in 5x06 is that mitchell doesn’t want nolan to know it’s his heart he is receiving. he wants his son to stay as far away from his life and memory as possible because nolan is a good kid and he deserves better than falling into the same patterns his father fell into. having mitchell’s dna and heart is somehow not enough to “contaminate” nolan, his choices, his future. but knowing could. knowing could drag him down with mitchell, bridge the years they spent apart in the worst of ways. and, really, this is the antithesis of why connor chose buck. connor chose buck because he is a good person who cares about others and he hopes his future kid can be a good person too, despite not having any - or very limited - direct contact with buck himself. buck’s dna somehow eases connor’s worries, makes him hope in a bright life, a good future, a biological legacy that shapes who his kid will be. but - and here’s the catch - what if buck subconsciously follows mitchell’s reasoning, instead? what if him wanting children is a dream tainted by the fear of contaminating them with what he perceives as his countless failures and his inability to be loved by someone who can simply choose not to? what if he’s mitchell and he’s giving a part of himself while trying to avoid giving all of himself? seeing himself as a sum of separate parts, once again. and still, it’s the very reason he was chosen.

and there is so much of eddie in everything here; eddie who is actively asked to be the keeper of mitchell’s secret while buck does not plan on telling him about his (at least not on purpose). it’s so fascinating that both secrets are just waiting to be revealed - nolan can literally read about the mayhem on the day of his transplant outside his hospital, about who caused it, and do simple math; connor’s child will probably know from their parents when they’re old enough; 2 seconds spent eavesdropping and buck’s secret is out too-. so is the act of donating life in semi-secret more about the fathers seeking redemption (from a cycle of absent parents they both suffered from, from other regrets) than it is about the secrecy itself?

(a redemption that, especially in buck’s case, not only asks him to remove himself from the happiness he desires in order for it to exist, but to pay even more so that someone else can be happy instead.)

@sorryalecwho’s majestic brain pointed out mitchell’s “me dying and him living maybe makes the world a better place” and called it the Evan Buckley Thesis in relation to daniel, the people he helps, eddie….eddie who’s the one to correct mitchell and ask him: “you think that’s a feel-good ending for him?” which- i’m still staring into the void thinking about that, thanks alec. trusting eddie to do the right thing for nolan was the last thing mitchell did and, under a layer of jokes about jerking off, buck thought eddie would’ve done the “right thing” for him too: trying to stop him. that, he got wrong because he didn’t factor in the importance eddie gives to choice, but buck’s premises were valid: eddie sympathizing with mitchell as a dad cannot work here because buck is not acting as a dad, he’s acting as a wounded son - and eddie will always protect the wounded son.

oh boy did i keep talking.

#this is a patchwork of past posts i made about this - enjoy #thank you for the juicy af ask as always my friend #special thanks to alec too #evan buckley #eddie diaz #buddie #iri got asked

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madokast4r · 4 months

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Long post / Gf/MLB Crossover theory

My excitement died out when it camed to the gf/mlb crossover (Also bcuz I stopped following the miraculous series)

But I've been wondering if will be like the H50 and MPI one...

Episodes of the H50/MPI crossover for anyone wondering:

H50: S10 ep 13

MPI: S2 ep 12

(H50: Hawaii Five-O / MPI: Magnum PI *The recent verson*)

(Kinda) arguments:

- Miraculous writing is...kinda confusing (Compared to the GhostForce writting)

Ex: The timeline being from a ep (Like 20...26, etc) Gabriel being alive and him and Kasenti work togheter.

- The gf is still developing their powers. Unlike Ladybug, they have some expirience. But not that expirienced from her. (I might be wrong in this)

- Nolan/Carl whatever. (Kasenti name) chapacter arc only was revealed in the Halloween and the Christmas special

• The Halloween special, he was only showed by via nightmare (His ring) when Miss Jones got caught by the ghost and at the end of the episode saying that he was "close to find her then she think"

• The Christmas special, he not only manipulated Mike, but also he sented drones to find the trio's abilities. At the almost end of the episode.

This happend:

Will he find her....Idk, with that, he's closer then She thinks and EVEN THE TRIO ITSELF–

Sorry to break that to you Nolan...But they're just kids-

(For the miraculers watching this post, the blue one is 11, the pink one is 12 and the green one is 13, the orange is a android created by Miss Jones' old parther)

Last time I watched mlb...I think Ladybug was 14-16 and so Chat Noir (Pls correct me if I'm wrong, I stopped watching the series😭)

Not arguments:

- 14 years old me would love to see a group combact between the 5 of them (6 if we count the android).

Ideas/Theories:

- They returned to NYC (Either could be a group project of to follow the villian or something) and they noticed that it changed from the last time they arrived.

• They camed across with a ghost and they later on met the GhostForce trio.

Only some ppl remember this, but me and my sister, Xero we're writting our verson from this crossover. But we stopped beacuse we found new intressts (Recently being Saving Hope) and time wasn't rlly in our side, expectly school

Any idea will be aprechiated!! Let me know what you think of this !!

#Let's ignore how Thomas is so short compared to Steve #Long post #I spend the hole class hour typing this lol-#MLB #Miraculous #miraculous ladybug #Ladybug #Cat Noir #GhostForce #andy baker #liv baker #mike collins #Nolan Kasenti #darwingsuselesscomments #darwing being darwing

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driftwccds · 5 months

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˗ˏˋ nolan carusso-iannelli ⟶ introduction

nolan carusso-iannelli picked up their key from the front desk eight years ago. the thirty-two year old uses he/him pronouns and is a film director from new york city, america. according to their apartment application, people have told them they look a lot like logan lerman, and the character they identify with most is elsa from frozen ( jokes on you sam i did it ). santa moneda gives you a warm welcome, and we hope you enjoy your stay. ( s/star, 25, she/her, est, )

B A S I C S

˗ˏˋ full name ⟶ nolan benjamin carusso-iannelli ˗ˏˋ age ⟶ thirty-two ˗ˏˋ pronouns ⟶ he/him ˗ˏˋ place of birth ⟶ new york city, america ˗ˏˋ star sign ⟶ leo

I N T E R V I E W ( bio & backstory )

I: can you state your full name, age, and how long you’ve been living at santa moenda, for the record ?

N: while the camera is non-operational and the room empty, nolan sits slouched against the back of the chair, tapping a cigarette against his leg impatiently. but the moment the lens is opened and the interviewer sits down across from him, a metamorphosis occurs and he sits up, his smile and mannerism indicative of someone who’s been doing this for years. “ nolan carusso-iannelli. i’m thirty two, and i’ve lived at santa moenda for eight years now. “

I: let’s start at the beginning : where were you born ? what is your family like ?

N: personal interviews are the worst kind of interviews. he hates them. all these questions that he doesn’t want to answer, about his life and his family, when all he wants to do is talk about his work. his lips purse into a tight, forced smile. “ my parents are anthony and scilla caruso-iannelli ── you might recognize their names. a lot of people do. “ there’s a formality in the way he says it, as though these are people he’s never met and not his own parents, “ i had brothers, too. we all grew up in a fancy home in the upper-east side with hedges and a perfectly trimmed lawn, done by professionals. “ is that bitterness, nolan ? would say the headlines if this were a public interview and not just an internal questionnaire. he’s masking it well, he thinks, under layers of false enthusiasm, but there are no personal anecdotes about his childhood he feels vulnerable enough to share. “ i think if i were to try to explain each and every one of them to you, you end up going way over your interview time. i have nothing but nice things to say. next question ? “

I: what was your childhood like ?

N: oh. it’s worse than the first one. nolan searches for a quick but well-crafted answer that will continue to play up the facade that his mother has carefully curated for their family ── how they’re nothing but the standard of american celebrity perfection ── without him having to lie through his teeth. even though they’re no longer on speaking terms ( and haven’t been for months ), he’s still terrified of what the fallout would be for all of them if it was revealed scilla’s golden boy was no longer calling for family dinners. rumours have a habit of circulating through the press. “ i was really blessed to be given a lot of really incredible opportunities. my parents being who they are afforded me a lot of privileges, ones i used to help me get where i am. ” he speaks slowly. each word practically burns on his tongue. “ and i’m grateful for that. i can’t complain. “

I: what kind of kid were you ?

N: “ a busy one. auditions, events, red carpets, you know the drill. “ nolan doesn’t want to explain to this stranger that he’s never felt like he was a kid. from the moment he was born, his mother was carefully crafting the person that nolan was going to be and putting that person out on display in front of the cameras. he was shuffled from place to place, closer to her sparkling chanel handbag than an actual child. he’s been behaving like a grown up since he learned to talk. he’s pretty sure he raised his brothers, keeping an eye on drew, matty, the others, trying to convince them that they need to clean their shoes and sit up straight so that way they don’t have to deal with mom’s wrath… ── until he left anyway. nolan tries not to think about that. in fact, he tries not to think about his childhood at all, blocking it out like a bad dream, but all these questions are forcing a lot of it back up to the surface. he taps his fingers rhythmically against the arm of the chair. “ i didn’t have the most typical childhood ; i don’t know if i even knew what a grass stain was until i was about twenty. “ everything was so clinically white and perfect. how much he hates remembering. still, he laughs lightly. “ but there were good moments. there’s always good moments. “

I: the career that you picked: what made you decide to go in that direction ? how do you like it ?

N: nolan finally perks up. ah, yes, this is what he’s been waiting for. he loves talking about film. even if it was forced on him at a young age as an attempt to try and bond with his mostly-absent father, sitting behind a camera ( or an editing screen or his script-writing software ) is the one place nolan feels like he’s home. “ well, obviously, my dad has won a few oscars. “ it sounds like a brag, but that isn’t his intention. his enthusiasm is now genuine, his eyes lighting up with excitement. “ so i was introduced to the industry before i was even born. some kids, i guess, want to get as far away from what their parents do as possible, but i was the opposite. i was that kid that would watch every single bonus feature on a dvd when i bought it and then also went online and read the whole script as the director wrote it. i was really drawn to how movies are made, and what the people making them were trying to say with them. couple that with the fact that i was always a storyteller, and you have a perfect recipe for someone who makes good movies. i didn’t really care, y’know, if people watched them or if they were popular… ── “ it’s a lie, kind of. he cared because his mother cared, and because she needed him to be successful, he needed to be successful. he’s been enjoying his craft a lot more since he shook her off. “ i just wanted to make something that maybe others would see and identify with. “

I: what was the most defining moment in your life ? how has it impacted you personally ?

N: nolan finds it difficult to hide his reaction to this question, sucking his teeth. if they don’t know about his rocky relationship with his family, then they don’t know about the moment he decided to leave home. he can’t tell them that the pressure built up so much on his shoulders he was certain that if he added any more, his whole body would cave in underneath him. how his first movie was a success and yet it still wasn’t good enough ── he still couldn’t live up to the impossible expectations that had been set for him. he was pushing him to the brink of insanity with how hard he was trying, and so one day he just stopped ; no longer willing to bend himself in half because he knew he was going to break, and that would have been ugly for all of them. he wants to look in the camera and tell them about the day that he looked scilla caruso-iannelli in the face and told her this time she wasn’t going to get her way, and if she wanted to continue to flaunt her sons’ collective success in the face of all her friends then she would let him go and leave him alone. he wants to acknowledge the guilt that has built up over time when he thinks about his younger brothers, who were definitely too young at the time to understand why he was going ( or maybe they weren’t ? he always thought they were smarter than their parents gave them credit for. ) instead, he smiles earnestly, “ you never forget what it’s like on the set of your first movie. “ he says sweetly, “ you make a second family there, and it sticks with you forever, both as an artist and as a person. “

I: why did you come to santa moenda ? how do you like it ?

N: he doesn’t know how to expain that santa moenda was an escape without explaining that he wanted to go somewhere so different to his childhood in manhattan that he wouldn’t have to think about the screaming matches that took place there. it’s a small, one-bedroom apartment overlooking the sea instead of an empty house with more rooms than the people inside of it could ever use ; it’s a tight-knit community of neighbours instead of a lonely home on the hill where he’s only allowed to interact with the friends his parents deemed acceptable for their image. when he’s locked up for hours, barely sleeping while he stares bleary-eyed at his dim computer screen, it’s the sound of the waves and the chimes that he wants to hear instead of his mother’s shrill, demanding voice. nolan has been a lot of places and he’s certain he wouldn’t leave valpo for anywhere else ── but he doesn’t know his brothers are here yet. “ it’s a great source of inspiration. “ he settles, nodding along with his words, thoughtfully. “ anywhere you go in this city you can find some kind of story waiting to be told. now, if you’ll excuse me, “ he abruptly stands, brushing off his pants and gathering up his things. “ i have somewhere to be. “

M I S C H E A D C A N O N S

drew & matty's older brother!!!!!!! the eldest child of their family he was the golden boy until he very decidedly wasn't and now things are weird for him. oops.

film nerd through and through. he is pretentious as hell because he was raised to be pretentious as hell. his movies are closer definitely those kind of oscar-bait independent-style films like aftersun, and i think he had 1 directoral debut and then one other movie that he's put out. he's working on a script for a third right now, but has some serious writer's block and hasn't been able to figure out why.

a nightowl and not really a people person. even though he knows how to be a people person, he gets really easily exhausted being around people because of the fact that he feels like he always needs to be turned on and charming them... he can't let his guard down because he's been trained to believe there will be consequences for that. instead he just tries to avoid people if he can help it.

P E R F E C T I O N I S T.

cat !! person !! has at least 2 cats that keep him company cause god knows his apartment would be empty if not for them and at least theirs something to force him to get up from his desk when he's been sat there cramped for 10 hours straight.

i'm sure i'll have more eventually but this is what i'm putting out here for now !! i know this one is a bit weirder and different to rohan and elijah but i realized if i wanted to keep the format the same i would have to do a lot more introspection because of the fact that nolan is the most likely to lie about his past... if you wanna check out his pinterest it's HERE and if you wanna plot with me you know where to find me xoxo gossip girl.

#smhqintro #˗ˏˋ ✦ nolan carusso-iannelli ⟶ introduction

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farfarawaygirl · 1 year

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after a bit of a hiatus, I am back to posting about The Rookie. My Thoughts from 5x06 The Reckoning

We had a cold open! And it was kind of funny. Did it remind anyone of that PSA about many weapons a person could conceal, and at the end they pull a full-on rifle out of the guys' jeans? Anyone?

Yawn - I don’t care where or when Nolan and Bailey wed. I just want Abigail to be there! Henry too!!

It is interesting to see them circle back to the Elijah Stone case - will there be any actual development, or is this to introduce Wes’ ex(who is a Rosalind lookalike?)

Juarez is not a fun character? I am not liking her. She is underwritten. She fell asleep on the job, STANDING UP, and Nolan didn’t light her up? Tim took pictures and made t-shirts. It feels like Nolan isn’t understanding his job of being a TO - even later in the episode he kind of flips and lets Angela know the idea was Juarez’s even though as her TO, especially at this stage in the game, any good she does is on him - but any bad she does is even more on his shoulders. I don’t feel like Nolan is teaching so much as he is letting her do things? Very different from any TO approach before.

I have the same bronze top as Angela. I would not put it with leather pants, but that is just me. 😉

“Everyone loves James”, this is true.

Celina is so unprofessional!! It makes me uncomfortable.

Lucy knowing his coffee truck makes me think of season 1/2. Lots of old headcanons we concocted, and fic ideas. A memory of what it was like when Chenford rode together.

J August Richards? Interesting to see the Whedon connection here. I often wonder how much Fillion’s credit is vanity vs actual; we see from Instagram that he does a lot of cool behinds the scenes things for the team, which makes me think he might have more say than he lets on. Giving a friend a role is nice!

Tim’s favourite movie. Remaining unnamed just means we get to guess. I want it to be Princess Bride, but alas, it wasn’t filmed in LA. What if it was a muppet movie?!? It is objectively sad that the only person who knows Tim enough to do this is Lucy. I hope we get more Genny in the future, give him more people.

I reserve the right to change my mind on this, but I appreciated that in the midst of Tim and Lucy having banter over the radios (and I do still feel the prank was childish) they did have a shared moment of connection. Even though Tim didn’t tell her what was going on, they dropped the act.

Now Bailey is training Nolan’s rookie? 🫠 Her sleeping on Nolan’s couch?

Now Wesley is a cheater? Ugh. I hate past reveals that people were shitty.

Angela’s hair!!! It’s curly again.

Wait, he has never told Angela that he was engaged before her, or that he cheated. Those are pretty big red flags for me personally, and I know this is a tv show and it is not the same - but yikes. As Keith Habersberger would say, “not in this climate!”

Angela in her deposition was as hard and sharp as we know and love her to be.

Tim’s phallic antenna. Lucy taking a pic of him. Bitch baby not telling Lucy! 🙃

Hot Uncle Cooper letting us all down, again.

Okay, so let’s talk Chenford: I liked them this episode. I liked that Lucy tried, but when she felt it wasn’t working she stopped her game and let Tim know that she wasn’t going to push it. To me, this felt like a good callback to season 1/2 Chenford - Lucy knowing how to get Tim to open up. She knows how to push and when to pull back, and as a result, Tim told her the whole of it.

While the Ashley/Tim breakup itself was badly done, at least he told her that it was Ashley. I feel like this is important.

And then Lucy invites him to eat with them. The cajones. I am glad Tim declines. And that we got two look backs.

Also, wardrobe does have clothes that make Lucy look good? Not hideous pants and oversized sweaters?? Hallelujah! Our girl was hot. 🔥

Elijah is back, back? Could he be the big bad for the next two episodes a la Rosalind? 😇

And that promo?!? Did you see Tim’s expression? Lucy’s eyebrow?

On a finale note, I think this season is running more smoothly than last simply because we have no had so many interrupted episodes. Last year it felt we had two episodes, then three weeks off, then one episode, then two weeks off, etc. etc. etc.

Thanks for sticking around! Remember anyone can post about this show, and anyone can feel however they want to about it! you can’t gatekeep this one.

#chenford #the rookie #tim bradford #lucy chen #angela lopez #celina juarez #aaron thorsen #john nolan #wesley evers #Emma shouts into the void

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mitchellrude · 15 days

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Abigail from Stardew Valley in a Nolan-esque movie still. Fictional, but it would be wonderful!

Abigail, with her vibrant purple hair, stood amidst the golden cornstalks, bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun. It was a still moment, meant for contemplation, a scene that could belong to any cinematic masterpiece.

This still captured her in a state of introspection, a character perhaps from a moving story of self-discovery and the quest for meaning. With her penchant for the wild and the mysterious, Abigail was no stranger to adventure. Here, surrounded by the whispering corn, she seemed on the brink of an epiphany, a narrative revelation waiting to happen.

Her story unfolded from a letter left by her grandfather, a map that whisked her away from Stardew Valley's familiarity into a realm brimming with enigmas. The cornfield, vast and whispering, seemed to hold secrets as old as time, beckoning her to unveil them. Known for her bravery in the caves back home, she was now the central figure in a tale where every choice mattered, where every step was part of a delicate dance with destiny.

The quest before her was as clear as it was complex: within this natural maze lay an object of great significance, promising answers to unspoken queries. The sunset symbolized the urgent passage of time, a reminder that her search was bound to the ticking clock of the day's end.

The camera loved her in this moment: the breeze teasing strands of her hair, her eyes reflecting fierce resolve, and the world around her poised in silent anticipation. This narrative was not just about uncovering hidden treasures; it was a journey of introspection and finding oneself amidst the myriad paths life could offer.

As the next scene would unfold, she would take a deliberate step, parting the sea of corn to reveal a new path. The audience would be drawn in, knowing that with Abigail, each choice was a foray into the grand tapestry of possibility.

#abigail #stardew valley #movie #scene #corn field #outdoors #sdv

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DC x Invincible

So after falling down the rabbit hole based on danny phantom in the DC verse, I decided to create some hcs based on Invincible (Mark Grayson) being in the verse.

The first time Mark lands in the DC verse, he lands in Gotham. Because of Gordon telling Bruce that something landed in Gotham, Bruce went out to check and found a kid with his suit torn to bits and blood covering him.

He is not so friendly to Mark while donning the cowl. Especially after Mark asked him who he was only for the young hero to call him lazy.

After getting called lazy, Bruce calls upon Superman, who immediately comes to Bruce’s side. Clark asks Bruce what he needs, only for Bruce to point at Mark. “Your job,” he says before leaving Invincible in Superman’s hands.

Superman is kind of confused, like “what should I do with this boy?” So he contacts Bruce only for Bruce to say “I don’t know. Not my problem.”

The first question out of Invincible’s mouth to this man who strangely reminds him of a nicer version of Omni-Man is “is he always like that?”

Superman is hesitant to answer, but when he eventually answers, his answer is affirmative. That causes Mark to just sit there with a look that screams “Makes sense.”

After checking the other hero for any injuries, Superman asks Mark his name.

“I’m Invincible.” “Is that your real alias?” “Uh, yes? Listen, Immortal was taken and I couldn’t think of anything else.” “Oh. Okay.”

After finding out Mark’s alias, Clark takes him back to Smallville, allowing Mark to stay with his parents for the time being and helps Mark train his powers.

He also meets the rest of the Justice League and the Teen Titans, working with both teams on various problems.

After Invincible gets used to living in Smallville and working with Superman, the Viltrumites back on Mark’s Earth are like “wait where is he?” Because one moment, Nolan’s offspring is on Earth and the next he isn’t.

Everyone kinda forgets about Mark’s existence only for Mark to come back much stronger than ever before. He uses the training he learned from Clark to help him with fights.

BONUS

After Mark becomes emperor of the Viltrum Empire, Mark had the Viltrumites help him build a portal to another dimension (using old tech from Angstrom Levy) “to see an old friend.” He takes Eve and their children with him through the portal, ending up back in Smallville where a much older Clark Kent resides with his wife, Lois Lane-Kent.

There is a gravestone marked with the names Martha and Jonathan Kent, on which Mark places some flowers as a thank you to them. Clark is the one to see Mark at the gravestone, suspicious at first at the stranger being at his parents’ grave. However, Clark’s suspicion changes to shock as the stranger turns, revealing that it’s Mark. In just a split second, the Viltrumite and the Kryptonian literally fly at each other and the unofficial father-son duo reunite with a bone-crushing hug.

He brings them inside, to which all the kids (mainly Conner and Jon) dogpile Mark. Clark is just happy to have Mark back with them, and he even dials up Bruce (who’s alive but officially retired as Batman) and the rest of the Justice League, letting them know excitedly that Mark is back. To say there is a tear-jerking reunion is an understatement.

#dc x invincible #clark is like the father mark wanted #instead of nolan #also yes bruce is extremely salty about being called lazy #that’s why he calls on superman #because he’s like this kid called me lazy just for naming myself batman #he brings it up at the next jl meeting only for everyone to kinda give each other side glances #also gotta love pa and ma kent taking in mark like he’s one of their own #also clark has like all his kiddos at this point so like the kent family farm is quite crowded.#but ma and pa kent don’t mind #mark grayson #invincible #superman #batman #dc

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Earlier this year, I discovered, to my amazement, a podcast all about Tenet, called Tenet Men. Hosts Kevin and Steve gave themselves the absurd task of breaking down Christopher Nolan’s sci-fi action-thriller minute-by-minute. Matching the movie’s own structural insanity, they decided to turn the project into a “temporal pincer movement,” inspired by one of the film’s wildest plot devices, with one host journeying through the minute from beginning to end, while the other studied each minute starting from the end, going backward. “I couldn't get it out of my mind,” says Kevin of the idea for the podcast, recalling how, after becoming mildly obsessed with the movie, he finally hammered Steve into joining him for what would turn into a project as frustrating as it was revealing.

also lmao at Christopher Nolan having to bust out autocad to resolve dweeby nerd arguments while on the set:

In Tom Shone’s excellent book The Nolan Variations, the director recalls the challenges of creating that car chase [in Tenet], in which The Protagonist is on a mission to steal what he thinks is plutonium-241 as part of a deal with the villainous Andrei Sator, played by a wonderfully scenery-chewing Kenneth Branagh. “The massive challenge of the piece was that I thought I would be able to stop thinking forward, as it were, so I’d be thinking in reverse,” Nolan explains, adding, “What I found was that you actually can’t do that. None of us could intuit the backward version.” It was to the point where arguments about the logic and mechanics were still happening on set, as they were shooting. The solution was to develop a kind of 3D pre-visualization tool, common for laying out action scenes in movies, but with the added ability to view a sequence in reverse.

nolan has his faults as a director (oh boy does he), but do you know how much i'd love to be on the set for one of his films. just reach deep into that part of myself that never stopped being seventeen years old & bikeshed over the most pointless paradox-y conundrum-y things we've constructed for ourselves. i would be l i v i n g

(from I Can't Stop Watching 'Tenet," And I Finally Know Why)

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The Rookie 5x06 Thoughts

Another Halloween episode! Is The Rookie finally establishing an actual timeline? It took a few seasons but we're here now.

Spoilers for episode 5x06 for The Rookie below. If you don't care about spoilers or have watched the episode, please enjoy!

Starting off with Wopez and Elijah Stone. I'm so excited for the upcoming arc with Elijah Stone. I can easily see this arc potentially putting a strain on Angela and Wesley's relationship for a bit only for them to come out stronger like they did the first time around. When this episode's description said that Wesley knew Elijah's lawyer I didn't think it would because they were engaged previously! And then to find out he cheated on her and not the other way around was surprising.

I do wish that the writers had alluded to Wesley's previous relationship prior to this episode. The reveal felt a little bit out of place left field since there wasn't any previous discussion of Wesley being in a serious relationship before Angela. At least with Angela we do have a scene where she says she hasn't been in as serious of a relationship before Wesley.

When Wesley was explaining his former relationship with Monica (Elijah's lawyer) to Angela, I appreciated that he confirmed to Angela that he wouldn't cheat because he is truly in love with and not because he's scared of her. Wopez for the win!

The last scene between Wesley and Elijah has me excited for the rest of the arc. Also I think that Monica is already stuck under his thumb because of something he has on her or she's actively working with Elijah of her own will.

P.S. Bridget Regan's performance of Monica was great to watch I know her from White Collar. I was trying to place her for like half the episode and when I finally placed her I jumped out my seat.

(I couldn't find a gif of Lisseth on the Rookie so I'm borrowing one of her from Legends of Tomorrow. She's in the last season if you want to see her in something else. Don't worry about trying to understand anything the show is basically a sci- fi crack fic so just enjoy the crazy ride.)

Celina continues become a better and better character with every episode. She's just so much fun to watch and get to know. Her falling asleep while standing up had me cracking up. The fact that she continues to process information that she sees and knows through her dreams is great. I like that Nolan doesn't brush her off even though he has his own reservations about it.

Celina and Nolan teaming up with the DEA agent to solve the case was cool to watch. The case itself was pretty interesting but I moreso enjoyed learning about the DEA agent and his connection to the case. (It was lovely to see J. August Richards again. One of the last times I saw him was on Agents of SHIELD)

Celina not being able to sleep and ending up at Nolan's house was hilarious. I was cracking up when Celina immediately passed out on the couch after listening to Nolan and Bailey argue. Celina wearing the Turning Red merch at the end was adorable.

Nyla and Angela's friendship is always great to watch. All of the Wesley, Nyla, Baby Harper and Lilah scenes were great. James coming to the station with the baby was so cute. Also the way they handled Lilah being uninvited to trick or treating as a family and Nyla reassuring Lilah that she can come to them with anything was so wholesome. Honestly, I just love their whole family dynamic.

And finally, Lucy and Tim. Tiny steps forward are still steps forward. Lucy pranking Tim by sending him on a goose chase around the city for his radio was peak comedy. As funny as it was to watch it also showed us just how well Lucy knows Tim and its somehow better than we originally knew.

Tim with that old giant radio and Lucy having to get a picture with it just shows that their phones camera rolls are definitely of each (and Kojo). Also the fact that Lucy called in a check in just to get Tim to raise the radio so she could get the picture was the perfect combination of smart and petty.

Pranks and Bets really are just their love language at this point.

Finally, we have officially reached Chenford pining era!!! Lucy and Tim looking back at each other in the parking lot but just missing the other looking at them. I call Lucy and Chris breaking up soon. (It would be absolutely cracked if they end up breaking up when Lucy and Tim start riding together again.)

That's it for now hope you enjoyed. Until next time have a great day or night. ✌🏾

#the rookie #lucy chen #tim bradford #angela lopez #wesley evers #nyla harper #wopez #chenford #lucy x tim

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porto-rosso · 6 months

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what are your top 5 movies? im curious now

oo thanks for asking i love talking about movies (ask game)

donnie darko (2001)

no concrete reason for why i love this movie so much, i just always have such a good time watching it. makes no sense but i understand it (<- no i dont but by god do i have thoughts)

2. the prestige (2006)

tbh if i watched this one more recently it'd probably move down a few places but watching it as like a 14 year old the twist blew my mind. definitely one of nolan's better built up end reveals. and the main characters are such unwell little freaks it's really enjoyable watching them ruin their lives

3. true romance (1993)

mostly on here for the score and the sets/costuming. reaches an enjoyable level of tarantino-y while not being overdone (imo) as it's written but not directed by him. though, does also contain one of my all time least favourite film scenes.

4. heathers (1989)

i could watch this every day and i'd never get sick of it i think its the perfect movie. no particular thoughts on it just tv static (positive)

5. but i'm a cheerleader (1999)

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! everyone should be forced to watch this at some point in their lives i'm not joking. brilliant satire, and the mise en scene is fucking spectacular. i could (and have in the past) write essay on the use of colour in this movie

#also fun extra six and seven repectively are it (2017) and the batman (2022)#my films list is kinda funny (to me) cos the first three are like average film bro movies and then the last 2 are silly and camp. fun stuff #also sorry it took me this long to respond i had a busy night last night :)#asks

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A Brief (?) Analysis of the Barbie (2023) Teaser

here’s the teaser itself btw

ok So. first of all getting a teaser that looks so polished this early on (considering this comes out in July) is kind of amazing. it makes me wonder just how much special effects it will have, and if there’s any particular reason for it to be released specifically in july of 2023 (apart from competing with nolan’s latest).

but to what matters: i have three big questions regarding this movie so far. 1. who’s the target audience, 2. what time it is set in, 3. what place it is set in. all of them are more ambiguous than it sounds.

1. who’s the target audience

we don’t get a mpaa rating, but i’m gonna assume it will be pg-13 (as most movies are nowadays it feels like). i do not believe this will be targeted towards kids, which makes me curious to what sort of message it will try to send its audience and what themes it’s trying to convey. from the admittedly unreliable original plot that was announced, in which barbie is kicked out of barbieland for not being “perfect” enough (which tbh i dont love as a base concept), i had a feeling this would be a sort of enchanted 2007-style movie. barbie has to leave her dreamhouse for the grimy reality, ken might chase after her through the real world to bring her back, maybe will ferrel’s big bad executive discovers shes left and tries to ‘discontinue’ her or something, barbie will learn about self-acceptance or bravery or self-reliance or her own inner strength along the way, happy ending. i want to give gerwig and baumbach a little more credit, though, and say that they can do something more interesting. not being focused on sending a positive message to kids, and hopefully being allowed by mattel to actually put barbie in challenging situations can help this happen.

also, there has been (again, unreliable) reports on the movies that influenced this barbie feature: where i had thought, thinking of a children’s movie version, about enchanted 2007 meets the lego movie 2014, or even something like legally blonde 2001, theres jacques demy movies and the truman show 1998 --which i think is absolutely fascinating. this does promise a more “grown up” narrative, which im excited to see.

2. what time it is set in

one of the first images we see are of little girls playing with baby dolls, dressed in this old-timey but still twentieth century fashion.... considering the reveal at the end of this sequence, it would be safe to say they’re meant to be 1950s little girls. i have a feeling this sequence is either just for the teaser or it won’t have much actual weight in the movie --it’s meant to be a joke, is what im trying to say. still, it does give a glimpse of what the general style and tone of the movie will be like.

(this is also just a detail but i love how the girls’ clothes are all in these dusty dirt tones that make them blend with the background, its very much in line with how “life was all dull and grim until Barbie™ showed up!!”)

and also, it makes the pink pop out, of course. but the lettering is usually a great indicator of tone and time a movie is set in: and this lettering in particular, used around the late 1970s throughout the 1980s, i think is really good to make a guess. i don’t think the movie will be set in any particular time (at least not the scenes in “barbieland”, but more on that later) but choosing a styling more associated with the 80s does make the story one that is less focused on modern critiques and successes associated with the brand and more on the nostalgic feeling of the doll itself. separating the modern brand from the past also allows for a much broader critique, which makes for any self-aware jokes much easier than if it mocked decisions made by modern-day mattel, is what i mean (this is what i meant by associating it with enchanted 2007: the disney movie was made decades after the cliches it mocks, like the helpless princess who sings to animals and marries the prince rightaway, so at least to me it was funny but not particularly topical or timely. like a modern mocking of victorian corset-wearing, its not the sort of critiques i find particularly urgent or interesting to make)

3. what place it’s set in

the united states of course, probably los angeles --but i mean it in what reality its gonna be set. from my enchanted-meets-lego movie perspective, i thought it would differentiate between the barbieland (the clear artificial space these characters inhabit) and the real world (where barbie goes to learn a valuable lesson)

(the lack of privacy is astounding, which, if we are really going to go the truman show route, is pretty cool in and of itself. and also an amazing feat of set design, if it’s all real sets)

the teaser shows all “artificial” spaces, which by the production design all seem part of barbieland. i’m assuming its to convey the fun glitzy comedy tone of the movie so far, which would probably be more developed once we get a full length trailer. though, if the whole movie is set in barbieland (since those reports of the plot are admittedly pretty old and i think gerwig and baumbach have done extensive rewrites, if not a complete overhauling of the script), that could also be very interesting. by not having a parallel reality, we would have to see barbie develop own opinions and change this whole society from the ground up, instead of having the influence of a real world’s views affecting her and pushing her to change. i don’t think thats truly the case (the existence of will ferrel’s lord business-style matter executive villain/antagonist throws a wrench on this theory) but it would still be fun to see.

all in all, even with a brief teaser we get a lot of info. i believe so far that this will not be meant to be a children’s movie (so any hopes that it will do a shoutout to the direct-to-video movies are rather moot), it will focus on a nostalgic version of barbie instead of any set in the present or in an actual time period, and that at least the reports of there being a “barbieland” are true. it exists, and its plastic, and fantastic, and very, very pink

#barbie #barbie 2023 #sorry if this feels rushed. i needed to get this all out #. 🦴

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