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auspicious-manner · 2 years

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can you write mike faist x reader? Maybe something where reader isn't connected with entertainment industry but still goes with mike to west side story ny premiere? And feels a bit self-consious and unsure but mike comforts her?

love love love this idea

female reader x mike faist

warnings: some body dysmorphia talk

Ethereal

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when Y/N got a call from her childhood best friend mike asking her if she’d like to attend the west side story premiere with him, she answered yes in a heartbeat.

when her and mike were younger, they danced at the same studio and grew to be fast friends. he was a year older than she was, and because they danced so similarly and had a strong connection, they were paired up to be dance partners. they performed at recitals, competitions, and everything together for years. they had become inseparable. they both had the same dreams of moving out to new york and living their dreams as professionals.

Y/N found it hard to find passion in dance after mike graduated and left for new york. because she was a year behind him, she stayed in ohio. however, when it came time for her to graduate, new york never ended up working out.

due to financial reasons and family issues, it just wasn’t possible for her to move away from her small home in ohio. while she was stuck in ohio, her best friend was living his dreams.

after mike got cast in newsies, his schedule got insanely busy. they tried keeping in contact as much as possible, but sometimes, it just didn’t work. when mike would come home to ohio, they always made sure to meet up. but aside from that, their in-person get togethers were few and far between.

Y/N watched mike’s success from afar, and although she was extremely proud, part of it hurt too. they always discussed moving to new york together, and it hurt to see mike living both of their dreams.

two days before the premiere, an unsuspecting Y/N got a call from mike.

“hey mike! long time no see.” Y/N said with a smile.

“hey Y/N! about that ‘long time no see’ thing, i was wondering if you were available on november 29th.”

she paused to go look at the calendar, and brought the phone back up to her ear. “i’ve got nothing going on. what were you thinking?”

“i was wondering if you’d like to come to the west side story premiere with me in new york.”

her jaw dropped. she lowered the phone, got all of her obnoxious giddiness out before taking in a deep breath and answering him. “are you being serious?”

“production said i needed a date. my first thought was you.” mike said back.

once again, she lowered the phone, freaked out and calmed herself down. “but mike, i don’t have the money for a plane ticket. or a dress. or accessories, for that matter.”

“i’ll pay for it all. please, i haven’t seen you in ages. i think we’ll have a fun time there.”

“are you sure you want to pay for all of it?”

mike laughed on the other end of the phone. “yes, i’m sure. are you in or not?”

there was a moment of silence. “i’m in.”

the next twenty four hours was a whirlwind. the next day, she was hopping on a plane and flying to new york, and when she arrived at the airport, her best friend was waiting with his car.

when mike saw her approaching his car, he got out and met her with a big hug.

“i missed you so much!” Y/N exclaimed, wrapping her arms around his torso.

“it’s so good to see you again.” mike replied.

after they pulled away, mike loaded her suitcase into the trunk of his car and drove off after they had both gotten in.

“so, are you ready for the premiere?” mike asked excitedly.

“you know, the more i’ve thought about it, the more nervous i keep getting.”

“what are you so nervous for?”

“i don’t really know,” she started. “this is my first professional event, if i don’t dress up properly i’ll look weird, and there’s going to be famous people there- oh my god steven spielberg is going to be there.” Y/N said, the realization hitting her hard for the first time.

mike grinned. “you’ll be just fine. i’ll be with you the entire time.”

“i know. i’m super excited to see you in the movie, though.”

“i’m super excited for you to see it. you’ll love it.” mike said back.

driving into new york city was surreal for Y/N. the city held a beauty that was unlike anything else. it simply felt magical to her.

mike and Y/N stopped at mike’s stylist’s studio to talk about the perfect dress for Y/N.

she explained she didn’t need anything too big and extravagant as that wasn’t who she was, and the stylist just happened to have the perfect dress for her right there in the studio.

it was a velvet sage green dress that went down to her ankles and had slits on either side near her stomach, exposing some of her skin. there was another slit in the leg that went up to her mid thigh, which made the dress flow just the right amount. the dress had long sleeves that hugged her arms tight, and around the neck, the dress had a square cut that showed off her chest.

she didn’t let mike see her in the dress when she tried it on, as she wanted it to be a surprise for him on the day of the premiere. she felt like a princess wearing it. the stylist made note of any alterations needed, and said she would stop by mike’s place the morning of the premiere to drop off the dress.

when asked about hair and makeup while the pair was getting lunch, mike said he “had it covered” for her.

“mike, i feel bad. you’re spending all this money just for me to look good. i feel so needy.”

mike gazed at her intently. “don’t feel bad, please. genuinely, i want to do this.”

“how could you want to spend all of this on me? that’s absurd.” she replied back.

“i feel bad about leaving you behind in ohio. i always have. think of this as a way of me saying ‘i’m sorry for not keeping in contact more.’ i really need to make more of an effort.”

“don’t apologize,” she started. “you’ve been busy doing big things. i’m surprised you still want to be my friend after all the recognition you have now. thank you for all of this, by the way. i appreciate it so, so much.”

he fixated his eyes on her, and gave her a soft glance. “of course. there’s no one i’d rather share my west side story premiere with.”

mike had a spare bedroom in his apartment, and after exploring the city with him the rest of the day and catching up, they headed back to his apartment and went to sleep.

the next morning, they had to prepare for their long day. mike got ready in his bedroom, while Y/N got ready in hers.

the hair and makeup people along with the stylist came by around 11 o’clock, and Y/N slipped on her gorgeous dress once again.

for hair, she kept it simple and had loose curls falling around her face. her makeup was natural, and she styled just a plain eye look with eyeliner, light eyeshadow, with some added blush and highlighter on her cheeks. she wore beautiful silver earrings with a silver heart necklace that laid on her chest, and silver bracelets and rings to match. her heels were relatively short, but Y/N didn’t need anything tall.

by the time both of them had gotten ready, mike walked out of his room and saw Y/N. if he were in a cartoon, he would have had hearts in his eyes while looking at her.

“Y/N, you look amazing. simply ethereal.” he said in awe, taking a few steps closer to her.

she admired his all black suit. “thank you. you look amazing too.” she stated, straightening his tie.

the pair walked out together and got into a limo that was to take them to the premiere.

mike noticed Y/N seemed extra quiet. “you okay?” he asked her.

she looked at him. “yeah, i’m just nervous, that’s all.”

he took her hand in his. “don’t worry. i’ll be with you the whole time.”

they had arrived, and they pulled up to the premiere, immediately being approached by photographers. she tried to hold her composure on the outside, but on the inside, she was panicking.

“follow my lead.” mike whispered. she nodded and took mike’s hand as he led her through the crowds to the red carpet.

“holy shit, i see steven spielberg!” Y/N whispered to him excitedly.

mike giggled. “we can meet him after we get through the red carpet.”

“i get to meet him?”

“of course you do.”

Y/N stood shocked and let mike go off on her own to get individual photos taken. she noted how he looked in his element and composed. it was quite literally the opposite of how she was feeling.

after mike had made his way down the carpet a bit, she calmed herself down and began to walk as well.

she posed for the cameras as elegantly as she could. all of a sudden, she remembered these photos would be plastered all over the internet, and when she remembered, she sucked in to create the image of a flatter stomach. all of the other girls here were so in shape and fit, and she felt completely out of place.

“Y/N, can you get together with mike for a photo?” a photographer yelled. mike made his way over to her and wrapped his arm around her waist, smiling. when mike touched the exposed skin around her stomach, she flinched and sucked in. unbeknownst to her, mike noticed this, and wondered if she was okay.

after surviving the red carpet, Y/N pulled mike aside. “do i look…out of place here?”

mike frowned. “no, of course not. what makes you think you are?”

“i don’t know. everyone here is just so glamorous and fit, and i feel like that’s not me.”

“Y/N, trust me. you are-”

“mike!” a voice called out. they both whipped around and saw none other than steven spielberg approaching them. Y/N’s jaw fell to the floor, and she stood up a bit straighter.

“steven! it’s great to see you!” mike exclaimed, giving steven a big hug.

during the hug, steven’s eyes fell on Y/N.

“and who is this with you?” he asked kindly, pulling away from mike.

“that’s Y/N L/N, my best friend. we danced together when we were little.” mike answered.

Y/N stayed speechless. mike looked at her, smiled, and looked back at steven. “she’s a big fan.”

“well, any friend of mike’s is a friend of mine,” steven started, walking up to her and taking her hand. “it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

she finally built the courage to speak. “it’s great to meet you too, sir.”

he laughed and released her hand. “that’s steven to you. sir just makes me feel so old.”

“right, sorry, sir- uh, steven.”

he gave a hearty laugh once again and walked away to talk to some of the other guests.

“oh my god i just met the steven spielberg and i can’t believe i was such an idiot in front of him. god, how did you not do that the first time you met him?” Y/N asked, slightly panicking.

“don’t be so hard on yourself. you’ve been hard on yourself all night.” there was a short pause. “by the way, are you okay? i felt you flinch earlier when i touched your stomach.”

she immediately wrapped her arms around her waist. “i am 100% okay.”

mike tilted his head, and gave her a knowing look. “we’ve known each other for twenty years now, i can tell when you’re lying, Y/N.”

Y/N sighed and looked around before leaning in a bit closer to mike and lowering her voice. “seeing all these beautiful people here is making me realize truly how much of the outcast i really am. they’re all so skinny and talented, and i’m not.”

mike took a small step back, admired her for a moment, and stepped closer to her again. “Y/N, you are the most beautiful girl here tonight. you danced alongside me for almost ten years, so i know just how talented you are. if no one else knows, that’s their problem.”

he placed his hands on her shoulders. “you fit right in with these people, got it? you are just as amazing as everyone else here, and even more perfect. so please, please stop being so hard on yourself. seeing you sad breaks my heart.”

Y/N softened her body. she looked down at her stomach. maybe it wasn’t so bad after all. maybe she just fell into a spiral of overthinking once again.

“thank you mike. for everything. and i don’t just mean for the past few days, i mean the past twenty years. you’re the best person i could possibly have by my side.”

mike smiled wide. he squeezed her hand, and gently rubbed the top of it with his thumb.

“now go socialize with all of your cast mates, i’m tired of holding you back.” she said, kissing mike on the cheek. he immediately turned red and nodded before finding his on screen partners.

although Y/N never kept him away from his friends, he always found his way back to her. she tried telling mike that she really was okay, because she was. but all mike kept saying was that he didn’t want to be with anyone else. he wanted to show her off all night and show the world how pretty his date was.

while watching the private screening of the movie, mike held Y/N’s hand the entire time. when he would come on screen, she would flick her head to the side and see mike next to her, who seemed to be in astonishment with what he was watching.

Y/N was just as astonished by his performance. he was the scene stealer in every scene he was in. mike’s success made her as proud as can be, because in her mind, there was no one more deserving than him. after the screening, she let him know that too.

while sitting in the limo for the ride back to mike’s apartment, she told him.“i don’t know what else to say, because your performance left me speechless. but i will say you were a total scene stealer, and i felt more emotion in my heart when i saw you die than anything i’ve ever felt before. you were incredible, mike.” she said sincerely.

mike’s heart melted hearing those words. “it meant the world having you here tonight.”

they side hugged on the limo seat, her arms wrapped around his waist from the side while his arms wrapped around her back.

“just please don’t ever die. seeing that scene with you getting stabbed caused me to almost start uncontrollably crying.” Y/N said within the hug.

mike’s chest rose when he giggled. “i’ll try not to, sweetheart.”

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dearweirdme · 1 year

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Hi there. Hope you're doing well. So your page was recommended for me and I've been reading some of your posts. And it made me just want to share my two cent with you. I'm like new to BTS and this fan base, and by no means am I a conspiracy theorist or anything. But with this news of Tae dating has me thinking. Obviously, no body knows what's happening besides those involved and those in the know. But based on all the videos and news out there I do think T is bi. It has me thinking about the dinner date he and JK had in NY together. Just the two of them no other members and the others didn't know about it until JK posted those pics. The other instances was when JK came back from Dubai and he and Tae stayed in a luxury hotel together for a few days. I mean do straight men do that with their fiends? I don't know, but me being a woman I've never done those things with my friends. Another instance come to mind is T always doing the Leslie Cheng dance moves. I know you don't need to be gay to love or be a fan of LC, but like all the time?

Also, if you watch the Paris video again, when they were all at the bridge about to go on their walk, Tae turned around a few times and it seems like he was looking straight at the photographer, not his manager, but the man recording him. Again, not a conspiracy theorist, just making observations. If he was dating he could make a simple statement like all other celebs have. But they kept quiet for so long. And I don't believe the statement from their companies saying they don't know anything about their idols private lives. They know everything about their idols lives! They always have people around them. Stop lying and be truthful.

That's all I wanted to say. Whatever the truth is I hope everyone respects them and let people live and love. Have a good one!

Hi anon!

I’m well, thank you for asking.

You are not a conspiracy theorist because you happen to think two people love each other. I know that’s a term anti’s like to throw around, but it doesn’t apply here. It’s a fandom, people speculate, that’s it. Closeting is also something that has been proven to happen all to often in showbizz, so also because of that.. not a conspiracy theory.

I have no idea what Tae identifies as. I do know he has hinted at being queer, so to me that certainly opens up the possibility of him dating men. To me two men going to a restaurant together or staying at a hotel together isn’t necessarily a romantic thing. I certainly have done that with my female friends. I think it depends on one’s culture as to wether that is out of the ordinary or not. In my country these things happen a lot and nobody thinks anything of it really. What it is a sign of though is how often Tae and Jk single each other out and that they have a definite bond that goes beyond BTS as a group. The joint stay at that hotel after Dubai seems really cute to me, like they couldn’t wait to spend some private time together. But ultimately, those moments don’t have to be romantic in origin.

Tae referencing Leslie Cheng (in a very public way) to me is him hinting at the possibility of him being queer. It’s so subtle though, that people who don’t know who that is, just take what they see as Tae doing a cute little dance. Tae thinks about things like this though. He references queer art (music, art) on a regular. At the premiere of Dream a few weeks ago he wore a shirt with the depiction of Oscar Wilde for instance, a queer writer from the 19th century. It’s always done in subtle ways, but those who know pick up on it.

Oh, they knew they were being recorded. I think this was a classic papwalk. Tae’s body language was sad to me, it wasn’t his usual proud, head helt high way of carrying himself. I saw someone point out at one point he tugged at Jennies hand to stop her from swinging their hands. No idea if that’s what he was really doing, but it didn’t look like a romantic stroll alongside the river to me. This was business.

In the end it doesn’t even really matter wether it was them or not, or if he was looking at the photographer or not. The message they clearly wanted to convey is that it was Tae and Jennie and they were holding hands. I don’t think a confirmation will come. With fandom being a hot mess, they would’ve already done that to settle things. If it’s real, they wouldn’t want fandom speculating and arguing about cossplayers and whatnot for too long. If it is real, they have already set the steps to out themselves to the world, so a confirmation would only cement things. If it’s real, they are now dating for more than a year and Tae wouldn’t want Army to lynch Jennie.

Thank you for your ask.

#i’m getting recommended?#know that my words are only my opinions #i only interpret things #someone else’s opinion might mean just as much #taekook

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ENDGAME

Starring John Douglas Thompson, Bill Irwin, Joe Grifasi and Patrice Johnson Chevannes

Written by Samuel Beckett.

Directed by Ciarán O’Reilly, Playing at Irish Repertory Theater – Francis J. Greenburger Mainstage – 132 West 22nd Street (between 6th & 7th Avenue) – New York, NY.

Run: Until April 16th (last four performances will also be live streamed)

In this world of upside-down values, Bizarro politics and contradictory social analysis, a viewing of any play by ultra-absurdist Samuel Beckett makes much more sense. So, when a new production of Endgame, directed by Ciarán O’Reilly, opened at New York City’s Irish Repertory Theater recently, it became something one must experience. Previews began at the end of January with an opening date taking place on February 2nd, 2023. Starring John Douglas Thompson as Hamm, Bill Irwin as Clov, Joe Grifasi as Nagg and Patrice Johnson Chevannes as Nell, the production was originally scheduled to run until mid-March, but thanks to audience demand, it has now been extended until mid-April.

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What plot there is gets held together by Hamm’s telling of a grotesque story-within-a-story that erupts from his mouth from moment to moment. He does this with sometimes bombastic outbursts and other times, a pathetic whining.

An aesthetically profound part of the play is the way the story-within-story and the actual play converge at roughly the same time bringing this skeletal drama to a close. With such skillful actors as these, they eke out humor despite the bleakness, often delivered not with dialogue but with the silent profundity of a head nod, their expressive eyes or awkward gestures.

Upon Hamm’s loudly modulated voicing of the lines, Clov reacts with a world-weariness that lets us know this is not the first time this dynamic between them or the foursome for that matter, has taken place. If anything, Beckett has set this up as if we have been allowed a glimpse into these final moments. The play’s title refers to chess and frames the characters as acting out a losing battle with each other or their fate. Certainly, it’s an odd set of moves that has awarded this play with praise and proclamations that it is the ultimate expression of the existential dilemma — we keep going on no matter how absurd that notion is.

Taken as a whole, much of the dialogue adds up to nothing but bit pieces — sutured together within the context of these 85 minutes, they provoke, prod and compel the audience’s emotional reaction to the infuriating plight of the characters — mostly driven by Hamm’s powerful presence. Though it seems thoroughly unrelenting in its darkness, Clov begins to see a light at the end of the tunnel so there is a glimmer of possibilities.

Originally written in French (“Fin de partie”), the play was translated into English by Beckett himself and was first performed in French on April 3, 1957, at the Royal Court Theatre in London. Written before, but premiering after his most well-known play, Waiting for Godot, Endgame is among Beckett’s best works and a crucial influence on so many young avant-garde playwrights.

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candyfloss-techno-hell · 2 years

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Hey I’m not sure if you know about this, but do you know if Roger ever talks about his youngest son Jack? I have no idea how old he is except I’m guessing he lives a private life because it’s what Priscilla and Rog want for him. It’s just insane how tall he is 😂 I kinda imagine him having the same humor as his dad, lol

In general Roger doesn't talk about his kids much, except maybe his oldest son Harry because he used to be part of his touring band as a keyboardist.

All I know about Jack is that he was born in 1997 (his mum is Priscilla Phillips, Roger's 3rd wife) and is the main reason Roger moved to the US in the early 2000s following their divorce.

You can see Jack in the 'Roger Waters : The Wall' movie, in one of the road trip sequences where Roger takes his kids to visit his grandfather's grave in the north of France. Jack's sitting at the front and is having a discussion about dreams with his father ; they exchange glances and seem to be pretty close. His half-siblings seem to like him as well. He speaks with a British accent even though I'm pretty sure he grew up in NY (or at least in the US), which would indicate he's spent at lot of time with his dad, and also possibly goes to university in the UK, idk.

I've also seen a video of him accompanying Roger to the premiere of that movie, waiting while his dad is being interviewed and BOY the social awkwardness is palpable ! 😁 (and relatable, I should say). He also seems to have an eyebrow/forehead nervous tic. And yeah, he is T A L L !

#jack fletcher waters #ask #roger waters #old roge #roger waters the wall

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I have two possible theories on what’s going to happen next. One, Ale waits and flies to the US in November so she doesn’t have to quarantine and she’ll go directly to LA because he’ll be finished his movie in NY and we all know she’s prefers LA to NY. Two, she stays in Spain and he flies there after he’s finished filming.

Funny enough Gemini and I were talking about these two very possibilities. In an ideal word, she'd go back to Spain (and stay there) so we don't have to talk about her anymore. However the reality is that there's a pretty good chance she's coming to the US because in the past year, every time she goes to Tulum, it was a precursor to her showing up in the US.

Also we've started wondering like a month or so ago if perhaps she was promised a red carpet event. Long story short her showing up in the US within the next couple weeks would give her the time to stay in the US during a 90 day period that lets her be here for the 355 movie premiere in early January. (Please do not send any asks about this topic as we SERIOUSLY talked about this already a couple weeks ago. Go look in Archive people!)

So literally she would be more or less repeating what they did last year. Though you are right that LA is more her vibe in NY. She's not really that ambitious enough to fit in here. That and we have less beaches and winter is coming. If she actually comes to NYC, she'll probably stay here less than a week and get the hell out to LA where she'll get warmer weather and beaches.

#when is this whole mess going to stop finally?#when will this trainwreck stop?#we are counting down to when this contract is over #when can we stop talking about this clownery?

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Some Passing Thoughts on the New Miraculous Episodes

Finally got around to watching the fansubs of the Shanghai special and “Truth” (I’m still waiting for the other episodes to come out before watching Furious Fu).

Miraculous World: Shanghai – The Legend of Ladydragon

I have to say, I might change my mind later if the Prodigious proves to be more crucial to the overall lore of the series, but right now? Yeah. This special is a major skip for me.

I did not connect with Fei the way I fell in love with Jess and Aeon. I am so pissed at the set-up the writers came up with to GET Marinette to Shanghai; her reasoning is the most selfish thing we have ever seen her do and it is such an injustice to her character. Plus, it is like neither Ladybug nor Chat Noir learned anything from the New York trip as they both show up in Shanghai kind of spur of the moment (i.e. didn’t tell the other they were leaving Paris). In fact, Marinette - again, going back to my hatred for the setup to get her to China - didn’t even CONSIDER the fact that Paris would be left unprotected; that Ladybug would be MIA. Granted, it was stated that Hawk Moth was surprisingly inactive, but shouldn’t that put her on hyper-alert; waiting for the other shoe to drop and Hawky to release something big that he was building up to? Instead she just lowers her guard and doesn’t even consider her superhero duties when planning on following Adrien.

Another annoying thing is that the writers didn’t seem to learn anything from backlash against the episode “Kung Fu.” They just once again have Adrien be the one offering to teach Marinette Mandarin; not her mother (whose Chinese name Marinette never even knew), nor her great-uncle. Another writers flub was in the battle against Roi Argent. Ladybug questions Mei Shi’s suggestion that revenge does not equal justice (if that was translated properly), and... I’m pretty sure Marinette already showcased in previous episodes such as “Silencer” that she very much knows that revenge doesn’t equal justice??? She’s the one who corrected Chat Noir that Silencer coercing Bob Roth to admit he stole from Kitty Section and Marinette isn’t justice; it’s revenge. So???? HUH? NOW she magically feels like Fei’s revenge on Cash is justice for what he did to her?

If all of that wasn’t bad enough, the pacing of this special was in complete overdrive as well. You didn’t have any of those emotional moments - both heart breaking and fluff-bombs - that you had in the NY special. The focus was largely on Fei, and I didn’t even really like her. She didn’t have the heart and the fully-fleshed characterization that Jess or Aeon had.

I’m also confused about Gabriel spending the past 15 years planning this whole thing. HOW!? WHY!? This is before Adrien was even born, or VEEERY shortly after if we skipped over his 15th birthday in the series. This was LOOOOOOONG before Emilie’s illness, which is presumably why Gabriel started using the butterfly miraculous in the first place (as showcased by Gabe in Origins asking Nooroo to remind him how the powers even work before using them for the first time in a corrupted state on Adrien’s first day of public school). So, if getting the Great Power of the Prodigious was something he was planning on doing literally all of Adrien’s life, why present it as “I found something that can finally give me an edge against Ladybug and Chat Noir”? I mean, what was his original endgame going to be? He couldn’t have possibly known that he’d be in dire need for the cat and ladybug jewels but struggled to take them from two teenage superheroes. It’s like the writers are trying to set him up as some mastermind akin to David Xanatos from Disney’s Gargoyles, but they are failing miserably. The whole Hawk Moth plot just doesn’t make sense to me.

Honestly? The only things that made this special worth it for me were: 1) Finding out a bit more about Sabine and her family (I love that she probably picked the name Sabine because it sounded like the pronunciation of her Chinese name) 2) Seeing Gorilla be his action figure nerd self a bit more (and the action figures of Uncanny Valley and Eagle) 3) Mei Shi in Renling (?) form, who was hella adorable! I need him as a plushie STAT 4) Adrien being the precious bean that he is. Just every moment he’s on screen was adorable (complete with him STILL having the picture of Marinette that was sent to him in “Evillustrator” saved to his baton and using that to try to find her) 5) Seeing the world through the eyes of a kwami for the first time and learning a touch more non-crucial lore 6) Mei Shi in statue form reminding me of the Dragon costume on The Masked Singer.

(I know, seeing them side-by-side now, they really aren’t that similar after all, but it’s been about a year since Dragon was on The Masked Singer, and he’s still what I kept thinking of as I watched Mei Shi on screen)

While I obsessively watched the New York special at least a dozen times, I’m really only seeing myself re-watch this special once more when it’s in English, and maybe whenever I do a full-series binge (which is super rare that I take the time for that).

Not impressed. Sorry.

Truth

“Truth”, on the other hand? Hhhhhnnnnnngggg. My heart! It breaks! Poor Marinette. Poor poor Luka. I mean, silver linings at the end there, but also BIG OOF. (Also, why wasn’t Adrien around at all whenever Truth made people confess that Marinette’s secret was her love for Adrien? xDDD)

I’m also a bit confused about the Adrien pictures. She had them taken down pretty much since “Troublemaker”, and yet her walls are once more papered with Adrien’s likeness now that Marinette is trying to get over him and date Luka? How does THAT make any sense outside of the writers going “we need an awkward phone call between Marinette and Luka. Oh! I know! A picture of her Adrien-covered bedroom walls is accidentally sent to Luka!” >3> Also.... what is UP with Luka’s animation again!? The kid was so pale it’s like they forgot to add any color to his model in this episode. WHY CAN’T THEY JUST ANIMATE MY PRECIOUS SON LOOKING HANDSOME EVER!? FIRST NO EYELASHES, AND NOW NO SKIN TONE!? WHYYYYYYYYY!? Personally, I prefer “Silencer” to “Truth” both in overall story and in Luka’s akumatized form design. Also, side note, did anyone else notice that Ladybug was hit by Luka’s attack and couldn’t speak for most of the battle both times? And that she needed Chat Noir to help her set up her Lucky Charm both times? And that Luka’s drive both times was to get to the truth?

I did still enjoy this episode very much. It showcases the new stresses Marinette has to face (totally unfair; I agree. However, it’s a standard trope in most teenage superhero stories such as Teen Titans and Spider-Man, so I was expecting it). It showcases how hard it is for her to figure out a balance between life and superheroing (again, re: standard teen-superhero trope). The fans get confirmation on a fantheory that’s been circling pretty much since Luka was introduced (ESPECIALLY after the episode “Desperada”). The Ladynoir shippers are well fed, and it’s great to see LB and CN praise each other - including Ladybug’s love of Chat Noir’s humor.

I hope this isn’t the end of us seeing Luka in the show (that would break my heart even more) and it feels lame to build up the Lukanette “love rival” arc only for it to die off before it really goes anywhere. There was so much story potential there where Marinette could grow to learn what it truly means to be in love, and not just idolize and romanticize someone you’re infatuated with. Instead, all she learned is that she is alone aside from Chat Noir, and I feel like that’s SUUUUPER railroading the Ladynoir ship. And, frankly, I’d much prefer to see the Ladynoir side grow naturally, as it has been, instead of forcing Marinette’s hand because Chat Noir is the only one she can be MOSTLY honest with (secret identities notwithstanding).

It’s been a long hiatus. I’ve spent a lot of time trying to dodge fandom salt, but still get a larger dose than I intended to have in my fandom diet, so maybe my views are a bit tainted from that. However, this special and season premiere feel a bit like the writers are stumbling. I don’t know if the pandemic somehow affected their writing flow, or if they feel pressured by the fans to tell the series’ story a certain way and are scrambling to do so, or if they are rushing to an ending instead of taking their time and letting it naturally unfold as they had with the first few seasons. But, regardless of their reason, I hope they re-find themselves; the ones who told great stories in seasons 1 and 2 and (poor writing for Marinette notwithstanding) really good stories in season 3. I hope they can step up their game for the remainder of season 4.

It’s been a long break, and we all deserve something good to feed us. We don’t need another GoT or HIMYM final season. Especially when this isn’t even supposed to BE the final season of the series.

Guess it’s time to wait for “Lies” to come out, and hope for the best.

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Since they are starting to film next week, do you thing the air date will be pushed back? Why did it take them so long to start filming?

Possibly? I mean, even if they can get the Nov. 13 episode ready, what about the second one, and the third etc.? At some point, they need to be more ahead of airdate than they are going to be. Is it possible that they can squeeze in the first three episodes (the ones that were supposed to air at the end of last season) and push the rest until January? Maybe. I don’t know how long they truly need for post production or if they can consolidate filming of those episodes and tighten the filming schedule with how long they’ve had to prepare for them. It would not surprise me if the premiere date moves given their late start. But maybe it won’t.

As for why it’s taken so long? I have no idea. Maybe they were waiting on particular supplies or equipment they need. Maybe they had an unexpected positive test among cast or crew. I do find it odd that they were seemingly ready to go in August as one of the first shows back and now six weeks later, they are well behind many other shows that are already underway. For example, Manifest doesn’t even premiere until mid-season and yet has been back for weeks along with many other NY-based shows. Hopefully all will go smoothly on their return.

#anon #production restart

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Hobbit Soulmate Pt 22

- bringing it into 2002, does mention 9/11, i’m not an expert on how it effected things globally but i tried to keep it believable while covering the actions to cover security with Mate abilities as well. Mainly tried to keep it drama free around that bit. -

London however, once Richard was fully patched up, again was lit up on a night of celebration. This time for a film you were not a part of, among the spare seats you were granted a pair in the audience of the Billy Elliot premier that suited up Richard beamed next to you in your simple white diamond accented dress with a low cut off the shoulder top beamed with his arm around you for the single picture before you crept inside passing the main cast flashing waves your way recognizing you and the other dancers heading for your seats near the back.

Exhaling sharply you murmured, “My first premier.”

Chuckling lowly Richard whispered back, “Just wait until you are the face of your own premier.”

“I would rather enjoy yours, Richy Rich.” Making him smirk and lean in claiming a quick peck before a speech was given by the director and the lights died to begin the film.

Fully ignoring your morning call to have a ‘private dinner meeting’ with one of the heads of the London Ballet Company, fully meaning you would be given a chance to lead their new ballet, if you put out. You refused to give in to their pathetic demands and didn’t even bother to acknowledge their try at threatening you would never dance again if you didn’t. Honestly you didn’t care if that was what they were demanding for it no matter the name behind the threat.

You did however accept the call from the Bolshoi Ballet Company who had a show traveling the States August to September who you would be rehearsing with in New York next week, remaining with them until you would fly back to New Zealand meeting up with your father for more filming there.

Lee again buzzed in and out eagerly stealing the week you were in California to show you around and keep your free time to show off the little nest he had there with a cousin between auditions for roles and semesters at Julliard. All the while showing more of his friends greeting you as his girlfriend, the title he couldn’t seem to shake for you, even with another woman who he had been dating for a short few weeks that calmed in hearing your side of the relationship that was no threat to her and her chances with him.

…

October to June flooded with more trips between the London studios and Oxford while you slaved away to flush out your credits entirely. Much to your surprise as well as others you found yourself in a cap and gown accepting your diploma at Oxford. The Armitage brood and your father sat filming and taking pictures through, before and after the ceremony to the after party your friends had all come together to throw for one another. Promising to never lose touch before heading home after having said goodbye to the fabled campus you had partly wished to never have to leave behind in your lifetime.

Macbeth, Casualty and Doctors all premiered for Richard, all he hoped to brush past only to laugh loudly at your mini surprise parties you threw for him with mini confetti poppers and home baked cakes topped with cute messages ending with his curling around you in bed sad to see you go again. There was a question he could ask to put an end to the hassle of travel papers and visas, you could easily get engaged and elope for citizenship, you had an established relationship and reason to be in the country enough to validate need for dual citizenship. Yet he didn’t feel right asking just yet when it still felt he was stuck on his in between phase himself, the pair of you were just starting, fleshing yourselves out to the producers and film world to have solid footing to try for roots just yet. So he was left to the fact that he would have to travel now, between roles he would grant you time to remain fixed in place while he was able to be with you all he wished. That was the deal.

And again you were heading down your stoop in New York slightly fuzzy on your traveling home from the airport after Richard’s tight hug goodbye. Wide eyed however you paused seeing Lee pull up in front of you, stepping out of his parent’s van. “Hey,” His smile splitting across his face as he looked you over, again physically readying for another season of dance.

“Hey, thought you were heading home for summer again.”

“I am home.”

He said as William climbed out saying, “I am not carrying all this up there by myself!”

“You, you’re moving in?”

Lee nodded, “Floor under you, just as marvelous as your first place,” making you giggle as he chuckled, “I have enough tucked away to stay, plus still have the job at the store, so you can drop by between shows. You’re home, I’m home.”

“Bet Becky’s thrilled about that.”

“Becky met Brad, and Hector, and someone named Sparkler, kid you not. One year left in school, I want to spend my summer near you. Have to head for Mom’s shop opening in September, but till then you and me, back to stirring up some crime.”

William cleared his throat loudly and you turned Lee guiding him to the car where you hugged the pair and said, “For now, I have to head to a meeting with NY Ballet Company. Apparently ‘they have heard good things’. Catch you later.”

William called out, “Catch you later bouncy ball.” Making you giggle and wave to the pair in a trot to catch your train to the prestigious Ballet Company where your grandparent’s lawyer would be waiting to aid you in another hopefully more successful contract ensuring you wouldn’t be cast aside again.

Summer seemed to be like right out of a dream. Back to best friends with Lee, who was hard at work studying up on references and anything that could help with any possible job. Including random hobbies and sign up courses he could pull from later for any role branching from pottery to an odd day he signed up for a birthing class by mistake and had to fake a call saying his mother was already in early labor not needing him to fill in for his dad that had you near to tears when he shared what he’d signed up for from laughing so hard. This was nothing like before, sure there were lingering stares and stolen glances at lips and tries to get a bit too close, but all on his end. You were secure in what and who you had waiting to snuggle with you again across the pond, and in a joyful announcement he had booked a ticket to New Zealand to beat you there to be with you through the final mini bout of filming before the premier in December.

Your flight was booked and every day it drew closer, circled in red on more than one calendar, September 11th.

“You’re certain the flight confirmation said today?” Again the question was asked as huddled up in the office of the studio Peter paced between the silent cast already there that had heard the news. Everyone almost was here, except for two people, you and one of their make up artists loaned to a film in the States for the past few months, both leaving New York that was covered in smoke, locked down and flooded with panic. Phillipa again looked to the travel papers after having sat down feeling she might pass out from nerves while Fran kept the kids busy in the other room so they wouldn’t be worried by what was going on across the world. Again silently your father watched as Richard wrote another note on his exposed arm calmed only that your mark was still intact and your heartbeat, while jumpy at best confirmed you were still there somewhere.

It had been hours past when you were meant to land and everything circling New York was scrutinized to the final detail. The cast had even gone to the limits of printing out maps of where the Towers were compared to your address only worrying the more at how even if you had missed your plane you would be trapped in the ash and dust scared and alone. Phones were busy without any chance of answer with emails sporadic and overtaxed with servers crashing left and right leaving little answer for anyone. Out of nowhere the phone rang and Phillipa picked up, “Would this be the number for Weta workshop studio where Peter Jackson works?”

The voice came through soundly in an Australian accent and Phillipa picked up a squishy stress ball shaped like an elephant painted to be a Mumakil from the desk she threw at Peter’s back halting him in his tracks turning everyone’s head. “Yes it is, who may I ask is calling?”

“Ma’am this is the Border Security office in Australia, we have a,” papers were consulted and he read off, “Rebeka Stout and a Jaqiearae Pearisiyiae here I am needing to confirm the employment documents they have, is Mr Jackson there for me to speak with?”

“Yes, one moment,” wobbling to her feet she passed Peter the phone saying with her hand over the receiver, “Becky and Jaqi are in Australia. They need to confirm their travel documents.”

Relieved exhales filled the room and Peter took the phone, “Hello, this is Peter Jackson,” he managed to somewhat calmly state.

“Hello sir, I am calling to confirm the employment papers of the Missus Rebeka Stout and a Jaqiearae Pearisiyiae,”

“Yes, I have their documents here, what do you need to know?” A few questions for each were given and answered confirming for those listening in still while other crew members had raced out to share the news with those still lingering in the halls and other areas of the studio uncertain of everyone’s safety just yet while the lists had been whittled down.

Finally he heard, “Those are all the questions I have on my end, we thank you for your cooperation in this we have had to handle quite a few delays and any flight from New York has had to face extra scrutiny you understand.”

Peter nodded, “Of course, or course, if I may, since those flights are still grounded so they will be staying in Australia?”

“Yes sir, we do have a supply of boats able to handle transport between our islands for the time being but with the sheer numbers of those grounded it will be some time before their spots could be guaranteed.”

Peter, “No of course I understand.”

“And now that they have been cleared they will be able to have phone privileges restored to them, would you like to speak to them, Miss Pearisiyiae is in the room, it will have to be brief mind you, we have others to interview.”

“Yes please, and thank you, so very much.” As he waited he found a pad and pen to write out a note he gave to Phillipa she nodded and left the room to follow through on right away.

“Hello?” Your voice cracked out hinting that you’d been close to crying making Peter close his eyes a moment.

“Jaqi, I want you to listen very carefully to me, your dad’s here, Richard is here, we all are. Now I know Becky is there, have you seen her?”

“Yes, I think she’s in the hall still.”

“Good, you stick with her, Phillipa is calling David Wenham, he’s still out in Australia and he’s going to come and get you and give you a place to crash while you’re out there. Do not worry about the wait we’ll get you out here as soon as we can okay Dear?”

“Okay, I will, thank you.” In a glance up at the man across from you stealing a glance at the list of names he still had to go through you said, “I should probably go, I guess we’ll call from David’s.”

“He’s on his way, sit tight, we love you, it shouldn’t be too long.”

“Bye bye,” you all but whispered out hearing him repeat the same as you handed the phone back to the man who had expected in your nerves to crack and take way longer. All the same he hung up and again your palms folded around your sleeves uncertain if you should lift your sleeve showing your messages from Richard as others who had been seen to read theirs or speak through them had been detained separately in private holding cells to check thoroughly. “Thank you.”

Again his eyes met yours seeing the tears lingering in your pink eyes you refused to let fall disturbing their process by holding it up. You had been fingerprinted with your background scrutinized as everything in your bag and phone was investigated thoroughly from altogether frightened diligent people just doing their jobs glad you were so understanding compared to dozens of other on your flight. “And thank you, for being so accommodating. This is, well, I don’t think we’ve faced anything like this before.”

“I know,” you said with a nod promptly furrowing your brows as you wiped away a tear that fell down your cheek, “It happened in New York, and we flew from there. You have to keep your home safe. Took oaths to, I bet.” Your voice cracked off and he nodded as you wiped your cheek again forcing a grin at him trying to fake that you weren’t terrified.

“Were you passing through New York, or do you live there?”

“Live,” you cleared your throat, “I live there. I just finished a season at the NY Ballet Company through the summer. Went to Julliard there. Worked on Broadway too.”

You nodded again and he glanced down gathering your papers, one he stamped and folded into your passport before pulling your bagged phone from the drawer in his desk, all of which he stood to pass to you, that you flinched up to accept, “Ballet is very hard. I know anyone who could work in a company for it must be tough. Just take a few deep breaths, no doubt you’ll be back to work in no time with Mr Jackson.”

You nodded again walking with him to the door he opened for you, “Thank you.”

Already at your seat on the bench by the wall your bags were waiting and Becky, another under five foot member of the filming family, having been asked to wait aside seeing that you were headed the same place accepted her papers and bagged phone from another officer as well then looked to you. Until you both looked at your officer who said, “You’ve both been cleared, you can head out to the main exit gates and wait for your transport from there. Every taxi fleet has been called available but there may still be a line.”

You nodded both thanking the officers, who looked over your tiny selves shouldering and gathering your things to head out of the office another group to be interviewed were led inside and lined up to wait on the benches you had cleared part of. With her arm looping through yours you shared softly, “They called Peter, he’s calling David Wenham, he’s out here, said they’d get him to fetch us and put us up.”

Becky nodded, “Faramir?” You nodded and she stammered out, “We can trust Faramir.” Making you smirk and inch closer to her side feeling she was shaking too. Faces blurred and taller bodies with mingled children crying for reasons they couldn’t explain the shift in the air of this place were carried all towards the exit gates. Every seating lobby was open for those waiting with even more seated along the floor or wherever available until more room would clear at the next set of cabs and cars arriving for guests. Across from the designated section for cars you settled on the ground with the bustling crowd for the taxis growing in the hall behind you and off to the right side of the building allotted to ease passenger flow.

Quietly after putting your papers away you held your again un-bagged on phones waiting for word softly chatting on and off in broken clumps of conversation when your nerves would spike again, both still waiting to answer your itching messages growing on your arms under your sleeves from worried Mates. In the crowd however you caught a familiar face passing from a flight back from England, in the sea of people huffing eyeing the growing crowd for taxi’s Hugh Jackman came into view. A clear head over the rest around him he stood, a stranger to you in all but his public self in a couple roles you’d seen him in by chance. With pictures you had been holding from the films in hand you stood murmuring, “I’ll be right back,”

Uncertain of why you walked right up to him unable to do much but try to solve something to make today end okay in your eyes. Right up to him you walked and taped his arm holding his bag, instantly his eyes dropped and he let out a breath, “Listen, today-,”

“You know David Wenham?” It wasn’t much of a question but a fact, David had bragged when a crew member had mentioned a crush on him that they didn’t live far apart and had dinner together quite often when both in Australia at the same time between jobs.

“Yes?”

“Um,” his eyes dropped to the pictures in your hands making his head tilt at the images of monsters and people in odd costumes before showing him one of David, you and Sean on set with you in a servant’s costume between them. Catching his eyes again after he looked at the image curious why you were showing him that, “We work with him, me and Becky, we got diverted here and he’s coming to get us. He said once you don’t live far, we don’t take up much room, and unless he drives a bike with a side car I’m sure he could grab you too.”

The offer in your cracking tone had him nodding and flashing you a comforting smile, “Thank you, very kind of you.” Turning to join you and Becky, who he smiled at as he set down his bag and lowered crossing his legs to sit beside you on the ground after you’d sat again. “Hi Becky,” Offering a hand around you that she shook with a soft hello and released revealing her own trembling hand. “Where did you get diverted from? I came from London.”

Becky answered, “I was working in Philadelphia, we’re supposed to be in New Zealand. My parents line is down,”

“I’m sure Peter and them have called them to let them know.”

Becky nodded again and Hugh looked you over asking, “You?”

Catching his eye you said, “I was in New York.” Parting his lips and you nodded, “But Peter said my Dad and Mate are there and are waiting while they work out the boat situation to get us to work.”

“I’ve seen you,” he said looking you over again after a few minutes of silence.

Glancing at him you said, “I won a Tony, went with Ian McKellen.” That had him smirking, “Do you need proof?” Without answering you had opened your duffel and had his shoulders shaking as you plopped your statue on his palm in him lap.

“You,” he chuckled again asking, “You just carry it around with you?”

“No, the guys wanted to see it. So I packed it. Should have seen the faces on the guy searching my bag, asked to use my Polaroid to take a picture with a real Tony.”

He chuckled again as Becky giggled behind her hand remembering the look on is face when he looked you over across the counter in your tiny wrinkled glorious self. “Oh I bet it was amusing,” he said passing it back and saying, “I saw that performance, bravo,”

“Thank you.” You said putting it away again. The conversation shifted to films you had recently seen that broke with, “Heard you and David are in a film together about Dracula.”

Again he smirked saying, “Won’t be out for a while though. Something about issues with the computer side of things. Not to mention some reshoots.”

“I can’t wait, I hear you have an awesome hat.” Making him chuckle again. “Love hats.”

“That I do.”

Becky pointed at you, “She has a helmet in ours.” And you nodded, “Battle helmet, and a pair of axes, one double sided.”

His brow inched up and you said, “I play a 139 year old ginger warrior.”

“You what?” He asked only to watch you follow Becky’s point to the glass walls looking out the gate seeing David appearing from the crowds looking around. Hugh followed your lead and you all gathered your bags walking to the worried man who wrapped you both in a tight hug when you finally reached him.

“There you are!” Pressing quick pecks on your foreheads. “Let’s get you home and fed.”

He looked to Hugh who smirked saying, “They found me in the crowd.”

“Can we keep him?” David smirked with Hugh, “Can we, can we? Bet he knows loads of tricks.”

Hugh joked, “Already housebroken.”

David chuckled nodding his head, “Come on, before I get towed,” Easing his hands across you and Becky’s backs guiding you to his car still waiting on the curb through the crowds that were blocking his view.

The trunk was loaded up and as you pocketed a pen you joined Becky to take the back while Hugh sat up front folding the seat back to climb inside the two door car. Buckled up and pulled off the curb you pulled out your pen and inched down your sleeves when you were out of sight both trying not to cry seeing notes from your Mates trying to calm you and share how much they loved you and would see you soon. Uncapping your pen you wrote in a bare stretch on your wrist, ’David’s taking us to his place, just picked us up. Sorry, we couldn’t write back to you sooner.’

Passing the pen to Becky she gave you a weak grin and promptly wrote back to calm her worried one as you reread the notes from Richard to calm yourself.

On his feet Richard poked his head into Peter’s office saying, “Jaqi just wrote me, David’s driving them home now.” Again relief washed over the group now reserved to trying to call out for the dinner that had been mentioned earlier once everyone had been accounted for completely. Stepping out to the lot outside where your father had gone to pace Richard cleared his throat warning that Joe was not alone to keep from startling him only to have his wide pinkened purple eyes land on him. “Jaqi wrote me, said David’s taking them home,” the statement deflating the tense giant of a man wracked with concern now resting his hands on his head to stretch his tense arms. “Said she’s sorry she couldn’t write sooner.”

Joe said, “No, I don’t doubt they had them ban writing as well as calls until they were cleared and searched.” That had Richard’s brow inching up, “When our rig got hit they did the same with us guys before we got cleared to fly home. No word out or in until they have answers. Just hope it won’t take long to ship them out here.”

Richard shook his head, “No telling Peter wouldn’t borrow a yacht to go and fetch them himself if he could.”

Joe chuckled, “It’s a short skip from there to here compared from there. Probably just be a few days until they start letting flights go again. The diverted no doubt will be first to lighten the load.”

Slowly but surely phone lines seemed to free up and in your two day wait you racked up your phone time calming Lee and your family in Texas between calls to Richard and your father in New Zealand. It seemed to calm things as after a tight scramble to follow the new protocol for displaced passengers a private jet was allowed to land on a smaller airstrip to take you the rest of the six hour flight with David and the few other crew members also living in Australia.

Tightly you were scooped up into your father’s arms while Becky’s family also waiting with the groups come to greet you all clung to her. In a string of flights of smaller craft allowed to land here you grouped up and headed off in the vans waiting to take you to your grandparent’s land out here to meet the others waiting here with a full meal to welcome you back again. Lingering between your father and Richard, who wouldn’t let go of you ensuring they couldn’t lose a moment now you were together again. Barely the crack of dawn the breakfast waiting was steaming hot and much needed to help you through the easy day of filming ahead. Mainly you were doing more extra work beginning in Gondor while Becky was eased into her usual tasks with the full crew there to help keep her focused as she relaxed at being home again.

While John, who arguably gave you one of the tightest hugs behind Viggo and even Orlando, headed off to his own scenes to be touched up in Rohan you would be joining them in next week, certain to make it known just how glad he was that you were safe. Once on set giggling after brushing a strip of your blonde wig from your face you were scooped up into another hug by Sean you returned and pecked him on the cheek and took your place.

All day you enjoyed the easy day with Richard also eased into the background in a suit of armor riding a horse out of Gondor behind Faramir to battle at Osgiliath as you were seen working as Denethor ate to Pippen singing. All that bled into the next day where you were joining your father in Osgiliath where you spent the rest of the week as an orc fighting against the forces led by Faramir. These days adding more pictures to your collection of your various roles with bright red eyes and seven jagged teeth on your little warped and stapled metal plated face topped with a scraggly little patch of wilting hair.

Brightly in the thrilling backdrop of another film to add to his roster and the first of what he hoped to be many with you Richard smiled between takes and couldn’t help but wonder what the next week would hold for him in your trip to Rohan. Your last day however you were an odd woman traveler in Faramir’s hooded band of men outside of Gondor where they encounter Frodo, Sam and Gollum. Frodo and Sam were off in Shelob’s Lair set leaving you joining the men in their fake interrogation slash beating to Gollum that had to be altered to fit Andy in his body suit. The actor who spent every chance between the scenes joining in the group around you to get to know you better after those few scenes in his stalking you in the Moria scenes months prior.

He had more scenes in Shelob’s Lair with the duo for the second half of the day while you went to have a simple change or two to your appearance to be driven over to Rohan. The post battle celebration found you as both barmaid and in the next day aiding John in Gimli’s backwards fall before to the crew becoming a second woman mingling in the crowds the following day, both encountering Richard in his extra slot drinking and chatting with fellow men in the background.

Though amusing for Richard a third orc costume was glued around you to be one of the orcs to fight with your father in another Uruk costume to fight with you over the mithril shirt shirtless and tied up Frodo taking them away from the now conscious Hobbit now able to flee. The most troubling part however seemed to be for your father having to ‘kill’ you and throw you through a hole in the ground to a waiting group of arms below shouting “The scum tried to knife me!” Instantly followed by giggles from the hole as you were caught and promptly fake cradled by the largest of the men down there rocking you and patting your arm soothing you with sentiments as the group sent fake glares up to your father who joined them and you on the lower set.

There your ‘double’, and identically dressed larger male to tumble down a staircase into a table where you would pop up to join in the masses of orcs killing one another. The diversion distracting from when Sam calmed Frodo and the pair enjoyed post cut for them to watch you all just go crazy in your fight in the various takes granted by Peter to get as much to pull from as possible. All in between you were on the stairs to be scared away by Sam’s growls and shadows, then again seen carrying web wrapped Frodo off to the tower from earlier. For a week it was hard to keep up with just which orc you were and to Andy’s amusement he teased that for the end cut it might just be you fighting yourself and handling all the prisoner intake all through the film luring adorable giggles from you in your various horrid little costume personas.

The most amusing thing however was a steadily noticed fact, Gimli was growing. Steadily measurements had to be tweaked and smirking to themselves the wardrobe team kept note of how many inches they might have to shave off the platform bottoms of your Gimli boots. Inch by inch you crept your way to an adorable 5 ft 2 still keeping you well below the six foot actors to remain in the window to stay as Gimli’s body double not worrying Peter at all who made certain to comfort you on that fact.

All through your final days in the wonderful company of these lovely actors and family of a crew you got a handful of calls needing actresses from New York. Out of the mess the city was cleaning itself from there was a scrambling to help bring business back to it. Halfway through production already two stood out and with some actors leaving their roles there were countless spots open for you to return to. While Richard had to get back for rehearsals of the new play he was set to be in you flew off home to New York with your dad, who refused to let you go back alone worrying you might get hurt.

Already changes were evident as upon landing the regulations seemed to have been changed for landing international flights. Though it did little to deter you as you took the same route from the bus to the train and dropped off your things to head with your father to the auditions. Straight to the office you went and mingling in the hall with the director was Natasha Richardson and Jennifer Lopez, both who had been checking on the status of the production wondering about the recasts to the characters around theirs.

“Here for the auditions?” You nodded and accepted the clipboard only to notice the trio turning to glance at the new addition to the noisy hall of mainly teens hoping for their first roles.

Instantly Natasha’s lips parted and she moved closer asking, “Belini’s Norma, how was the record?”

Grinning at her you let out a weak chuckle saying, “My Mate’s Dad loves it. Played it for us, it’s fantastic. You and your family doing well?”

She nodded and glanced back at the director who asked, “You know each other?”

“Liam and I helped her pick out a sweater a few Christmases ago in London. Great taste in music.”

Jennifer asked, “I’ve seen you too, where have I seen you?” narrowing her eyes slightly.

“Well if you watched the Tony’s-,”

She pointed a finger at you, “Yes! That’s it, it’s the bob you’re missing. Chicago was fabulous, are you going to be in the film too?”

“No, um,” you let out a giggle, “No, they wanted big names. Mainly singers and I think Catherine Zeta Jones is playing Velma, so hell of a choice there. I think it’ll be great, just got back from New Zealand.”

Natasha, “Ooh, what was going on there?”

“Lord of the Rings. Mainly extra work, body and stunt doubling, I grew six inches, though,”

Natasha nodded glancing at your feet, “I did notice you were taller, assumed heels.” Meeting your eye again at your weak chuckle.

“Ya, so it should be easier to get roles now I think.”

Jennifer, “What type of exercise do you do besides dance, you have a great body, because I have another smaller budget film I’m in where I do Krav Maga and we need some more bodies there. Not very active mind you, but whatever you do I might take some pointers.”

“Well I mainly do floor work. Used to be a gymnast, so a lot of just body weight, elastic bands. All the tedious exercises everyone else hates.”

“We can trade numbers, get you to help me through some of those tedious tricks of yours.”

You nodded, “Sure,”

Natasha however looked over your shoulder to your father extending her hand, “How rude of me, you must be this charming young woman’s father.”

He grinned and nodded accepting her handshake, “Yes I am, Joe, pleasure to meet you Ma’am.”

Director, “You always bring your father with you to auditions?”

Joe answered, “We’ve been in New Zealand since September, I’m being a bit over cautious.”

Natasha shook her head and Jennifer patted his arm, “Nothing wrong with that. You wouldn’t happen to act, would you?”

Joe, “Just did my first job on the film with Jaqi here. A lot of battle scenes, mainly the big ugly monster guys due to my size.”

Natasha, “Well we do need a couple guards, don’t we?” Asking the Director.

He looked Joe over and said, “It won’t pay much, but it will have a good amount of scenes.”

Natasha smiled at you, “And you could be my assistant. Perfect for it, so we can get to know each other better since all the main speaking maids are cast, only a handful of lines though. I hope that won’t put you off.”

You shook your head with a giggle, “I have about twenty extra roles in the film and have about seven words spoken. Trust me, I thrive in silence.” Your answer made the pair smirk at you as the Director twitched his brow up impressed at your clear truth to the answer.

Natasha said, “You know, I know for a fact that Hugh Grant has a film in New York too in need of extras, they’re just a floor up,” she said taking your hand saying, “Come with me. I’ll make the introductions.” With Jennifer in tow you all made your way up another floor and found the Director there, who also had seen your show and jumped at the chance to work with you. All in all a lunch with famous faces ended with you returning to offices to sign the papers and accepting your scripts including your measly set of lines.

Yet by dinner a trio of new scripts showed up at your door by messenger with notes on them of times for you to come and audition for the roles including spots for your father in two of them. Over your dinner plates he asked, “So what are these exactly?” Taping the stack of scripts including the ones you had been hired for earlier.

“Well, looks like Maid in Manhattan is about a Maid who falls for a Politician who falls for her in return but assumes she’s rich and not working at the hotel. Two Weeks Notice, I’m working in an office where the male lead is an ass and makes the female’s life close to hell until she quits but there’s a slow building mutual pining there. Enough, is about a woman trying to leave an abusive ex, ends up toughening herself up to fight back, haven’t finished it but it has a feel that she kills him in the end. I will be a concerned friend it seems.

The others, one is a horror flick called the Ring, I get to play Becca, a teen at the beginning who ends up in an asylum. Darkness Falls, evil tooth fairy monster, I am a fleeing nurse, Daredevil, looks promising, want me to play a female warrior in, flashback scenes? I don’t know, and got a message from Ian earlier he’s talking about possibly getting me a mini slot on Xmen’s sequel. They have the cast mainly filled but he says maybe they can find wiggle room in the students. That one’s in Canada, but About a Boy will have to be filmed in London.”

Patting your hand he smirked at you, “That all sounds lucrative.”

“It’s barely two grand a pop.”

“Fourteen grand,”

“Not guaranteed or paid on until release. Not like Peter’s productions where it’s monthly salaries and a larger chunk upon release.”

“Doesn’t matter. Baby steps.” Making you smirk to yourself starting on your meal.

“Not so bad yourself, first film is a huge blockbuster and now you have a handful more to add to the list.”

“You may have just converted me on my career path you know. Could become the new family profession, least till you have some little ones, then I can stay and watch them for you while you travel around for work.”

“Dad-,”

“You are going to have dark haired bright eyed babies.” Making you giggle at his spreading smirk, “If Richard can manage to land a job near you long enough to make me some grandbabies.”

“Aren’t you meant to be pushing a wedding first?”

“Oh trust me, I have been pushing,” Making you scoff at his deep chuckle and fork stabbing into his broccoli and beef.

Pt 23

#Richard Armitage x Reader OC #Hugh Jackman #David Wenham #Peter Jackson #Natasha Richardson #Jennifer Lopez #Lee Pace x Reader OC

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not-another-fangirl74 · 5 years

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Sorry again (Taron Egerton x Reader, Ben Hardy x Reader platonic, Joe Mazzello x Reader platonic)

photo credit to @richardmaddendaily

A/N: Okay I did this based on a dream I had the other day, it didn't go how I imagine it but I did my best, I did this to satisfy my thirst of Taron since I watched Rocketman (if you haven't watched it you should go it's great) and mix it with my love for the borhap bois cause I'm that bitch who loves them all, sorry if I'm not making any sense it’s late at night here.

PD: I was writing the pairing of this and almost write Ben Mazzello, is that a real mistake lol, I blame the lack of sleep, but srsly is that a mistake?

Warnings: cursing, idk

Summary: thanks to your bff you find yourself at the premiere of the movie you were waiting for a long time, you bump into someone twice through the evening, would it mean something? (I still suck at summarizing the story), it’s slow burn.

word count: 2592 (I think this is the longest one I’ve ever made)

You were entering to your apartment when you hear your phone ringing on your purse; your hands were full of groceries, mail packages and things from work so you run inside and put them all on the dining table. Finally being able to find your phone and see the dorky picture your friend has chosen for when he calls, smiling at the phone you answered-Ello mate whats up?-you said trying to exaggerate a British accent but clearly failing only making Ben laugh at you-please don’t talk like that ever again-he says- I’m good, how are you? Did you get my package?-you look over at the table you haven’t had time to see what was on the envelope-Y/N? Did you get it right? Cause I pay to ship it as soon as possible- uhh yes, I just got it, haven’t opened tho, I just came back from work-you said- Open it!!- he ordered and you could feel the excitement in his voice-okay calm down your ass-you said while tearing apart the envelope being careful to not break anything inside, you took the paper that was inside and start reading suddenly your hands start to shake- OMG!! Ben, seriously!!?- you couldn’t feel your legs with all the emotions running over your body so you took a sit on your sofa-yes it’s real I got you a ticket to the premiere of Rocketman on NY, I know how much you love Taron Egerton, and also know that Elton is one of your favorite musicians and I know you’ve been waiting for this movie-he explained- wait what? They are going to be there? Are you coming too? I don’t want to be alone there, I’ll manage to embarrass myself somehow, I can’t do that-you said tripping over your words- first calm your ass down-he said repeating what you have told him earlier- second you always manage to embarrass yourself, you don’t need me there for you to do that-he said and you roll your eyes, deep down knowing it is, in fact, true- and I’m not going to be there but Rami is going and also Joe, so you will be fine- you know I don’t know Rami yet, how is that helpful-you tell him- come on you know him you have talked to him before-over the phone-you replied as a matter of fact- it’s the same, well then Joe will be there, can you please just buy something cute and go? The only time I want to do something nice for you and you don’t wanna go because you are afraid and I don’t know why- he said exasperated- okay okay I’ll talk to Joe-you said understanding how stupid was to worry about all that-thanks Ben-you said truly grateful- and it’s not the only nice thing you’ve done for me, don’t be silly- you said while remembering all the times that Ben been there for you they weren’t a few, he’s been on your worst and now in your better times and your growing career- you’ve been always there for me and that’s enough Benny-you told him- I know, you’ve been there for me too that’s why I wanted to do this and I want you to go there and have a great time-Ben says- I will, thanks Ben-Okay, you better, I have to go now the premiere is in 2 days, love you bye!-take care, love ya too- you replied as you hang up- Shit!!-you said out loud, quickly you text Joe to arrange everything by the time you were done texting you decide it was better to call it a night and go to sleep.

The day came sooner than expected, it was getting dark outside and it was time to get ready so you start by taking a shower you wanted to treat yourself so you spend your time washing your hair and massaging it, you rub all your body with that mango scrub you bought at lush, rinsing it all off, you got out of the bathroom, dry yourself with the towel and proceed to moisturize all your body then you started to get dressed, you put the black jumpsuit that you bought for the occasion combined with a colorful jacket inspired by Elton John, obviously, you wanted to have that 70's vibe and high heels to go with all, after that you did your makeup, natural so it won't be too much (besides you were sure you were going to cry with the movie) you were ready just as you hear the doorbell, knowing it was Joe you took your purse and met him at the door-Hi Joe!!- you greet and giving him a quick hug-Hi Y/N, wow you look good-he says giving you a better look-you look great too Joey- you tell him grinning- now let’s go-you took his arm and drag him out of the apartment- no, but seriously you look good, trying to impress someone at the theatre?-he ask wiggling his eyebrows at you- I can’t believe that Ben told you!-you answered rolling your eyes annoyed at your friend-I’m going to kill him!!-come on!! it’s cute that you have a crush on Taron-he put his arm around your shoulder-no it’s not-you laugh and stop in front of a car- wow, we are going on that?- you said surprised because it was a brand new car- yep and we have our own driver for the night so we can get as drunk as we want-inside of the car- drunk? why would we get drunk at a movie theatre?-you asked- not at the theatre but at the after party-your were still confused by what he just told you- Ben didn’t tell you? well, it doesn’t matter now, we are going to have so much fun-he beamed over excited.

The car finally stops at the venue, the driver opens the door for you to get out, Joe got out first and he helped you after, looking around you notice a red carpet and suddenly people start screaming names accompanied by the clicks of their cameras, you froze in your spot and look at Joe panic written all over your face, you weren’t prepared to walk down that- Joe, please tell me we don’t have to walk that-you said- I think it’s the only way in, don't worry we can go fast and far from the light spot- he says looking down at you- I don’t think they want me, it’s not my movie so we’ll be fine-he added- okay.- you two start to walk through the carpet you were not even halfway when you hear they were screaming Joe’s name, so you look at Joe- hey, you can go I’ll be fine they want some pics and ask you questions-you told him-you sure?-yeah I’ll just go inside- you said- okay see you inside- Joe said and walk over to the reporter, you continued your walk as you got close to the entry you hear Taron and Richard's names being called, turning around you see them walking and pose in front of the cameras, you feel your body squirming over excitement and before you could make a fool of yourself and do anything stupid like scream at them you got inside the theatre, you try to calm down your breathing it wasn’t the time for you to go full fangirl mode, when you were sure that you are okay you make your way to sit on a sofa that is on the hall to wait for Joe, you were so close when someone bumps into you almost making you fall-oh shit, I’m sorry- you hear a male voice-you turn around and see Taron-oh, uhm don’t worry-you said quickly- sure you are okay? sorry I wasn’t looking- you look at him, you couldn’t get over of how good he looked or how beautiful his accent was, he put his hand on your shoulder and you see his lips were moving but you didn’t hear any of it, you snap back from your trance-yeah, sorry I wasn’t looking either it’s fine-you give him a weak smile and he returned it- I...I like your jacket- he tells you- you look at your jacket- thanks, It was inspired by Elton-you smile more confident- I like yours too, just like his-he turned around showing off his jacket-thank you very much- Taron!!- you hear someone calling him- well, I have to go now, see you after the movie…?- he pauses so you can give him your name-Y/N-you answered-Y/N- he repeats- Beautiful name-you feel your face burning with the heat you were feeling at the moment- I’m Taron by the way- he says and then walk over the man who was calling- believe me I now-you mumbled under your breath- Y/N!!!-you hear Joe calling, you spot him approaching you with another man- Hey finally found you, this is Rami- he introduce you two- hey nice to meet you-he says giving you a handshake- yeah we met at last-you smile remembering the times you talk with all of the boys over the phone.

After a small talk, all of you get to your seats and wait for the movie to start, looking around you were able to see a few famous people and you couldn’t believe you were that close to them, you set your eyes on Taron and as if he could feel you looking he looks right back at you and flash you a smile, smiling you turn your attention back to the conversation with Joe till the light dims and the movie begins.

two hours later the movie was over and you couldn't believe how good it was, the music was perfect, the singing was perfect, it was really sad that you cried a couple of times but it was totally worth it. Now you were on your way to the after party with the boys getting inside of the building a waitress gave you a glass of champagne that you gladly accept.

All the people were mingling and talking, you were fine with it some people approach Joe and Rami to talk about projects or their lives you didn’t know most of them so you stayed there quietly, you get bored of this girl who wouldn't stop talking about herself so you excuse yourself and told Joe that you need to go to the bathroom, you asked one of the waiters where is the bathroom and you made your way there, it was on the other side of the floor and there were a lot of people on the way, trying to not to bump with no one you walk there and almost successfully dodge everyone till you accidentally bump into someone making him spill a little bit of his drink on you- shit I’m sorry-you both said at the same time-hi again- Taron says smiling down at you, you both stayed frozen in the same spot looking at each other-shit, sorry for that- he points to where he had spilled the drink- let me get you a napkin- he took your hand and walks you to the kitchen, well this is embarrassing you think to yourself, he got a towel and starts to dry your front-hey, I think I got it- you took the towel and dry your boobs-oh, mhm sorry I didn’t mean to..-it’s okay Taron-you smile as you notice him getting nervous- well I think it’s not getting better than this-you handed him back the towel-Sorry again-stop saying your sorry it was an accident and I’m pretty sure it was my fault for running- why were you running?-he questions-I was with my friends, they were talking to other people and I don’t know any them so I got bored, so I was on my way to the restroom till someone spill his drink all over my boobs, what an idiot- you said teasing him-I’m sure he is an ass-he says-yeah-you added, both of you laugh- I’m glad we bumped into each other again, I was also getting bored-he says with his back pressed to the wall-come on!! this is your night you should be having fun-you said not believing him- I mean I suppose to but all these people I don’t know, it’s too much and they all repeat the same questions again and again, it gets boring-...I get it- you agreed and squeeze his hand reassuringly but before you notice what you were doing he squeeze your hand back, you felt a wave of butterflies on your stomach, you took your hand back lingering on the tingling sensation you felt-your hand is big-you added, and you mentally slap your face why did you say that? he laughs at the randomness of what you just said- well you know what they said when a man has big hands-he teasingly stares at you, and you are sure your face is red-shut up!!-what!? you bring that up not me-you both laugh again and start talking about the movie then he asked you about your life and the things you like to do, finding out you have a lot in common the conversation went on easily after that it felt really nice getting to know him a little, after all the time you followed his movies, and knowing the real person behind. He seemed interested in getting to know you too so you weren't imagining this moment, the kitchen was getting a little bit crowded so you go outside and he guide you till finally, he found a balcony, there were a few people and could still hear the music coming from inside so you continued your talk, the sound of a popular song interrupts your talking and with a wave of confidence you took his hand and start dancing he followed you and boy, he knows how to move, so you dance to a couple of songs giggling as he turns you around for the second time in a row you felt your phone vibrating on your pocket killing the mood you excuse yourself and answered- Hi-you said still over the moon- Y/N where are you? we’ve been looking for you- Rami?-you asked you were sure it was Joe’s number-yeah we’ve got a situation, Joe is a bit too drunk so I think it's better to call it a night-not again-you said-sorry darling- rami says- okay I’m coming-you hung up- I’ve got to go- you sadly said to Taron-oh, okay then-you get a little close to him a gave him a peck on his cheek- I had a great night Taron, goodnight- you were walking inside again when you hear him calling your name you turn around to look at him as you do you two bump into each other again-okay, we need to stop this-he said and you both laugh- what?- you asked after that- Do you maybe want to go out tomorrow?-he nervously asked you- okay, give me your phone-he gave you his phone and you save your number-there-okay, I’ll text you.

On the ride back at home Joe was mumbling about how he didn't want to left the party because he was having too much fun, he told you and Rami were party poopers you just giggled at his drunken state and told him to he is going to regret all his drinking tomorrow he just keeps complaining about how boring you were till you felt your phone vibrating, it was a message from an unknown number- I had a great night too, night Love T…-you smiled at your phone, looking out of the window you felt like a teenager again.

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BART CHAT 2/2/19

Greetings all,

Boy was it a great week! Last week we have our best Kovacs Award yet. As many of you know we awarded John Cleese. We celebrated the Kovacs Centennial, we celebrated 50 years of Monty Python and we celebrated 45 years since Monty Python premiered for the first time on KERA TV.

To make it even more special we have quite a crew with us. As in the past few years, Josh Mills, Edie Adams son, and keeper of all things Kovacs was here. We also had Ben Model, who I have been hearing about for years, at the event. Ben’s main gig is doing lives scores for silent films (and he does many of them at MOMA in NYC) but he is the main archivist of the Kovacs collection and knows more about the minutia of Kovacs land than even Josh Mills. Finally, we were graced with the presence of Ron Devillier and his wife Linda. Ron was the guy, as in the guy who got Monty Python on the air here in Dallas. It was wonderful to have him here to talk about it on stage. Finally, Andy Curd, rounding out the caravan of Kovacs Award guest, is a documentary filmmaker who is shooting footage of Cleese. We bought a big group that had a great deal of fun together. While Cleese was here he did a press roundtable at AMS Pictures and was on Channel 8 news then did one hour on Think on 90.1 and an interview with Bill Young on Tellyspotting on KERA TV. It was amazing to see him tell different stories and make every interview special. I was worried he would be tired for the big event, but he was a trouper continuing to be personnable and engage with the audience wherever he went. Then we got to the Texas Theater and Adam Dietrich and his team totally transformed it. I have been waiting to some special projection for a while and he created 3 great projections in the lobby. But the real joy was what he did on stage. We had these images on TVs of Cleese and Kovacs, which graphically made the point of the evening. Thanks to Adam and Alford Media for making it possible. Bravo. So what is next for us the Best of Fests will have year 2 coming up, and we have something special coming up in May. So what else is happening this week. The Angelika is showing a documentary called Downtown 81 a film about Jean Michel Basquiat, that was made in 1981. We see him walk about well downtown NY and get a real sense of what NYC and the art scene were in those days. The film was finished in 2000 and it will be shown on Tuesday and Wednesday afternoons at 2 pm in both the Angelikas (Dallas on Mockingbird and in Plano). In cinemas, I recommend seeing Jo Jo Rabbit before it leaves.

Bart Weiss

Artistic Director

Dallas VideoFest

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deanxcasficrecs · 5 years

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YESS IT'S OPEN AND YOU SAID NOTHING!! Idk if you're Marvel fans but since the Endgame just came out, would you have some Avengers/Marvel crossovers or AUs? Many thanks!

Hello there! Funny that you happened to ask! I’m actually a huuuuuge Marvel fan. When I was a kid, I spent quite some time reading black and white copies of old Marvel comics from 70′s or so. Black white copies because my friend’s dad collected those books, and he took copies for us kids so we wouldn’t ruin the originals when borrowing them for reading :’D So, unnecessary to say, I was that person who bought tickets for the first English-speaking Endgame display on the premier day (I happen to live in a country that likes to fucking dub movies (I’m just an expat here, my country doesn’t do stupid shit like dub movies so don’t blame me)), then threatened to hit a few teenager boys in the face because they tried to spoil stuff to me when walking by while I was waiting to get in, and then cried and laughed and cried some more, so yes, I do have these. Unfortunately, ever since I was a kid, Captain America has been my favourite, so I’m somewhat sure all I’m going to rec has Cap in them :’D Hope you don’t hate him.

My problem in SPN/Marvel crossovers is that I hate it when all the possible characters are in gay ships (or ships in general). It feels a bit heavy for me, and that what seems to happen in so many Marvel crossovers, too. It’s a shame. Anyway, enjoy! – Admin J

Title: An (Almost) Perfect Rescue Mission

Author: deanshipsdestiel

Rating: Mature

Words: 23,629 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★

Admin J’s notes: When reading this, I was so excited at the beginning. I liked the way the author was writing Deadpool and other characters, and the thing that there was a rescue mission (and the fact that Avengers were ‘Assvengers’) but then something happened and the story’s good flow wasn’t so good anymore. I’m not a big fan of Deadpool/Spidey ship (someone’s probably gonna kill me for this) so this might be the thing. Also, there were minor things like Peter not calling Tony ‘Mr. Stark’ but ‘Tony’ which bothered me. Anyway, better than the normal Avengers/SPN quality.

Summary: Dean Winchester’s life is turned upside-down when a red-and-black spandex-wearing douchebag is found in the bunker, blabbering about how his friend was kidnapped and how he needs help on getting him back.

Apparently, Dean, his brother, and their awkward angel best friend are the perfect people for a rescue mission.

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Title: I ❤ NY

Author: ShippersList

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Words: 4,327 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★ ★

Admin J’s notes: This fis is HILARIOUS. Seriously, I was laughing so much that my boyfriend asked if I’m alright. The Clint on the beginning (stalking Dean and Cas) is pretty much me with his pissed off thoughts and the random stuff that kept happening (thanks to Gabriel) was just priceless. I’m not a fan of shipping Clint to anyone (even if I’m a huge Hawkeye fan and I’ll never recover from the fact that Jensen was almost playing Hawkeye which I need to happen like yesterday) but it didn’t bother me that much in this one, because the whole thing was just fucked up. Short summary: it was so much ‘wtf’ that it deserved all four stars.

Summary: For once in his life, Dean would’ve wanted things go like he’d planned. Like, him and Cas having a romantic Valentine’s Day weekend in New York, just the two of them.

Then they met the Avengers, and somehow the whole gang ended up in a beach. Also, there were sparkly drinks and marshmallows involved.

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Title: Supervengers: After Purgatory

Author: JoCarthage

Rating: General Audiences

Words: 1,392 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★ ★

Admin J’s notes: I see so much potential in writing good Avengers / SPN crossovers because both of the worlds are equally fucked up. You can just take some parts and combine them together like done in this one, and then write. This fic was probably supposed to be the first part of something and I would have very much wanted for the author to write more but unfortunately, this is all we’ve got.

Summary: Something other than Chitauri riders come out of the hole the Tesseract punched in the universe. This is something I wrote after a facebook dare from rainbowdalek. Her prompt was: “I feel like Dean Winchester and Tony Stark could be great friends - similar daddy issues, similar taste in music, similar bent toward alcoholism, similar tendency to be shipped with their morally upright, pop-culture-ignorant male costars…” It’s unbeta-ed and its the first thing I’ve ever written in Avengers and first thing I’ve posted in Supernatural.

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Title: The Mistakes Aren’t Just French Anymore

Author: EmeraldOcean

Rating: Explicit

Words: 50,568 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★

Admin J’s notes: This fic has so much potential and I remember how excited I was when starting to read it, but then, something was off. There are so many good lines and ideas and so on, like the entire starting set-up, but both Cap and Dean seem a bit too much OOC for me, and I just got uninterested after some chapters, which I never like. I don’t really enjoy superhero crossovers where Dean and Sam are shown as some sissies who can’t take care of themselves or attend the fights as equals to others (like happens in this one) because what the hell, of course they can. They’d be there with machetes, cutting off heads left and right :’D Also, if you’re not into reading Dean doing explicit stuff with other people than Cas, skip this one, because a lot of Cap/Dean smut involved.

Summary: This isn’t the first time that Dean Winchester has found himself in an alternate universe, and he highly doubts it will be the last. But for now all he can do is go with it, to attempt to help this group of superheros (yep, honest to God superheros) fight a villain that they’ve never faced before, a villain that’s all too familiar to the Winchesters.

At least this time he’s got his brother and his angel with him, even if said angel keeps giving him pointed glares and doesn’t seem to want to play nice with all of their new friends.

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Title: the parachute

Author: 8sword

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Words: 17,363 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★ ★ ★

Admin J’s notes: I didn’t really expect anything when opening this fic back at the times, maybe just some strange AU settings where Cap is babysitting for reasons unknown so Dean and Cas can go to movies. How wrong I was, there. I have been waiting to be able to rec this fic because this has been in my ‘The Best’ folder for years now, but I haven’t found a place for it to be shared. It doesn’t have heavy Destiel, just some very subtle background stuff going on, and it really doesn’t have Cap/Dean things either (I only got heavy bromance and reverence vibes) but it’s so beautifully written, has broken characters and every single detail is done well. I just love it. Both Dean and Cap are soooooooo good in this fic, and even if you’re not a huge Marvel/Avengers/crossovers fan, I suggest for you to read this (and give it kudos because why does it have so little kudos?)

Summary: “Dude, you’re Captain America, not Captain Babysitter.”

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