#and if we wanted a more serious spin i 1000% see my quick wanting to take on a mentorship role to other bots ESP other multiverse quicks

[scatterpatter]

I was going to doodle this but brain is refusing to art today so im just writing it out because its been stuck in my head for days

So we've been having fun sometimes drawing our AUs of Robot Masters together and I like to think that my Quick and Cut (Scatter!Quick? Scatter!Cut???) are having SO MUCH fun with it and eventually they're just vibing by themselves and its like

Quick: We should start a babysitting service I'm ngl

Cut: *Snorts* What??? You don't know the first thing about taking care of humans lmao

Quick: No no no not for humans, for robots!

Cut:

Cut, trying so hard not to laugh: What?????

Quick: We could babysit this multiverse's robot masters when they need someone to watch em! I think I'd be pretty good at it ngl

Cut, unable to keep himself from laughing at this point: Quick,,, Quick we were all built to be adults, we don't have childhoods or any point in development to require a babysitting period

Quick: Au contraire! You mean to tell me when we were on our probation period and getting redeemed in the eyes of the government, that we didn't need any supervision?

Cut, practically in tears: wh- A REDEMPTION PROGRAM FOR WILY BOTS ISNT THE SAME AS BABYSITTING WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT

Quick, unable to stifle his own giggles at this point: HEAR ME OUT HEAR ME OUT- ITS SIMILAR THO!!! Besides the redemption programs were kinda lame. If I can babysit other bots tho I can teach them how to do crimes

Cut:

Cut: AND THIS IS YOUR ARGUMENT TO BE TRUSTED WITH OTHER BOTS?????

Quick: Ye :3

[redgoldblue]

tell me about the suits fic

You've Got An Artistry (The Way That You Are With Me)

ooooh. okay so this is the longest thing i've ever potentially abandoned (13.6k) which is why i'm not actually willing to say it's abandoned, especially given it's more than two-thirds done. the problem is that I started writing it so long ago that the writing at the beginning is just. not up to my current standard meaning that I would either have to do a serious amount of editing or accept that I'm posting my pre-2020 writing in, well, 2023 and i Do Not Like either of those things. i DO still like at least some of the fic though. you see my quandary.

It's canon-divergent around the end of s8, Harvey's mother dies half a season earlier than she does in canon and Mike flies back to help him through it and goes to Boston with him and also reveals that he and Rachel are in the middle of divorcing. and this is a long snippet hence readmore but it's my favourite bit of writing from it, from the end of the first chapter, and. well, in case it never actually gets posted-

send me a wip name and i’ll tell you things about it/present a snippet! show and tell!

There is a chill in Penn Station, evening ice creeping underground and weaving dances through the air. The hanging notice board proclaims that there is seven minutes until their train arrives, and that it will continue its inexorable countdown. Mike is standing just a little closer than anyone watching might expect, just enough that they might blink and look again and reassess their opinion of who these men might be, and Harvey can almost use the cold for plausible deniability.

The board says six minutes, and Mike shifts next to him, pushing his hands deeper into his coat.

“When I arrived,” he says, out of the blue. “You said ‘five-hour flight’, straight away. How did you know that?”

“You’re not the only one that can remember things, Spencer,” Harvey retorts, quick as you like, and Mike snorts. He doesn’t need to know that Harvey’s been looking at New York-Seattle flights every week for a year.

The board says five minutes, and a woman sitting on one of the hard benches, wearing a grey wool coat that Harvey knows costs well over $1000, sighs and shrugs it off, revealing a sweatshirt and track pants. Harvey tries not to read too much into the dropping of disguises, tries not to apply a stranger’s vignette to his own life, and fails.

The board says four minutes, and Mike nudges Harvey in the side. “Hey, do you have any change on you?”

Harvey frowns at him. “Why?”

“I want chips. And gummy worms.”

“And you expect me to finance your junk food addiction.”

Mike shrugs. “You can share them?”

“Fine.” He passes the coins to Mike, the brush of their fingers lingering for long seconds after Mike has already walked off towards the vending machine.

The board says three minutes, and a man looks at his phone, shakes his head, and leaves the platform. Half of Harvey wants to follow him, to grab Mike and run back to the apartment and lock the door and turn off the phones. There’s no bad news if there’s no-one to deliver it.

The board says two minutes, and Mike wanders back, dropping two silver coins into his hand and brandishing his bags of vacuous calories. Harvey flips one of the coins into the air, almost without realising, and Mike calls, “Heads!” as it spins in the air, light dancing off it.

“What are we flipping for?” Harvey asks, catching it on the back of his hand and immediately covering it with the other.

“I don’t know. Life? Love? If I win you spend the rest of your life in indentured servitude to me?”

Harvey shakes his head, and smiles, and lifts his hand off. “You win,” he tells Mike, as if it weren’t a foregone conclusion.

The board says one minute, and train lights appear, early, at the end of the tunnel. Harvey doesn’t know if he’d have rather it had been early or late, but it’s not as if he ever had any control over the situation. As they step onto the train, the board seamlessly moves onto the next countdown, for the next set of lives.

[gale-gentlepenguin]

ML Fic: Nathalie’s Gift Part 1

She sat up in the middle of the night.

She took a moment to let her eyes adjust to the darkness. She knew it was late, likely an hour or two away from sunrise.

She examined her surroundings until she saw him. There he was, sleeping in the chair at the end of the room. Gabriel Agreste, her boss, her ally, and the one she had fallen for, was asleep in a chair several feet away.

Ever since the defeat of the guardian and the plan to use Chloé to get the miraculous, she had been far too weak to be as mobile as she was in the past. Gabriel had set her up in his quarters, despite the mansion having dozens of rooms. He had reasoned that Adrien would never walk into his room without permission, so that it would never become apparent how her condition was deteriorating.

His logic wasn't entirely unfounded. She was constantly teetering towards the brink. Overuse of the once broken peacock miraculous has left her bedridden most days. Despite the miraculous no longer having such a negative effect now, she knew the damage was already done. 

Yet he hasn't discarded her, was it out of loyalty that he felt the need to care for her despite being more of a burden? Did he perhaps start to feel something more for her as this whole debacle went on.

The later of which was unlikely, she knew better than anyone that Gabriel was far too loyal to his wife to entertain such a notion. So long as he believed there was a chance of bringing her back, he wont stop. She could never be Emilie Agreste, the love of his life and mother of Adrien. She was Nathalie Sancoeur, trusted assistant, and partner in crime. 

She forced herself out of bed. Moving quietly as to not awaken the sleeping mogul.

She snagged her tablet, and the peacock miraculous that was next to it.

She moved to the office and sat in the office chair. Perhaps she could get some work done while she was awake. And should she feel the need to speak to someone, the blue bird Kwami would be a fitting companion.

She started looking through work but her mind kept wandering to one thought

So long as Emilie could be brought back, he could never love me. I could never replace her.

She coughed.

“Not that it matters, I am on borrowed time as it is.” She commented to herself.

She stopped herself as she let her own comment sink in.

She was on borrowed time.

With how she was now, how much time did she have, a few months? A year? Maybe a decade if she really tried to take care of herself. But it wasn't like she was sick with a normal illness. But would Gabriel be able to get the miraculous? Even with everything they had, Ladybug and Chat noir always seemed to best them at every turn. At the rate things were going, she would likely end up in a glass coffin as well, and if Gabriel fails...

In that moment of worry. An idea that could fix everything slipped into her brain.

It was a long shot sure, there was a possibility that everything will backfire. But she needed to do it.

She exited out of her work and went into the security feed using her tablet. She disabled the secret camera hidden in the lair below.

She started making a few preparations.

_______________________________________________________________________

Gabriel awoke to his phone’s sudden vibrating.

He quickly shook himself and looked at his phone.

“The alarm was tripped. Someone damaged Emilie’s chamber!”

The fashion mogul rushed out of the room. His thoughts were firing through his brain a mile a minute.

Who found the lair? Was it one of the heroes? A spy? Who would dare desecrate my beloved wife’s container?

The fashion mogul made his way to the secret elevator.

A purple Kwami emerged from the pocket of the rushing fashion designer.

“Is something wrong master?”

“It appears there is an intruder in the secret sanctum.”

“What are you planning to do?”

“Im going to show them the error of their ways. Nooru, Dark wings rise.”

Gabriel transformed into the villainous hawkmoth, His face covered by a silver mask, and is candy cane color scheme replaced with a purple suit. 

He was armed and ready to fight should. 

As the elevator reaches the bottom. Hawkmoth dashes out as soon as it opens.

He would strike quick, and take care of the intruder before they realized who they were facing.

As he approached, he stopped dead in his tracks. As he noticed someone standing infront of the Glass container.

“Hello?” The figure called out. Her voice having a familiar tone that caught the butterfly villain off guard.

As his rage diminished, he felt his vision clear and noticed the shattered glass on the floor, along with the glass container that was now broken.

“It... It can't be...” Hawkmoth’s words escaped as he realized who was standing in front of him.

“Can you tell me where I am? I woke up in this... thing over hear. Im not entirely sure what’s going on.”

“Emilie... is that you?” Hawkmoth questioned, unsure if this was a dream, or if by some miracle the love of his life was indeed back from the abyss.

“How do you know my name Mr. Masked man?”

“Nooru, dark wings fall.”

The blond woman watched as the costumed stranger revealed himself.

“Gabriel? Is that you?”

A tear spilled from his eyes as he rushed to her. 

“You're here. How is... How is this possible?”

“I... I dont...” She started to stumble as she walked towards him. Her vision was starting to fade and the world was spinning.  

Gabriel quickly moved to catch her as she suddenly fell.

He felt his heart panic, but he could hear her breathing. She was simply sleeping.

“Perhaps it would be best to take her out of her.”

Gabriel walked to the elevator, his wife in his arms, asleep yet very alive. 

His mind had 1000 questions, but in this moment, he didn't care. He was holding the woman he loved in his arms again, and thats all that mattered.

___________________________________________________________________

“Gabriel!” She cried out as she woke up.

Sunlight was beaming from the window, it was clear it had been bright out for sometime.

She felt sheets underneath her. What she expected was a hard floor in a weird sanctum but now she felt the comfort of a room that felt familiar.

She heard the door open and looked to see her husband carrying a tray.

“Oh good, you're awake.” He spoke with soft relief.

She looked at the tray.

“Are those.”

“Lemon tea cookies. Your favorite.”

She smiled at him as he brought the tray to her bedside. Allowing her to snag a bite of one of them.

“So good!” She said as she finished her first cookie. “I feel like I haven't eaten in years!”

Gabriel’s expression faltered. She could see the pained expression as she said that.

“Gabriel... how long was I gone?” Her question verbally stabbed him.

He took a moment to process the curious expression on his wife’s face as she continued eating the tray of treats.

He looked down at his hands.

“A year and 6 months.”

She gulped down her cookie hard at the revelation.

“Wow... I've been gone for so long... Adrien must be taller then... ADRIEN!”

Emilie grabbed her husband by the collar.

“Where is Adrien?!”

“He’s at school” Gabriel answered.

Emilie blinked.

“School? You mean he is no longer being homeschooled?”

“He still has some lessons, but he was insistent on trying to go to school like other children his age. It was more ideal for him to go out than for him to be stuck here most hours of the day.”

Emilie processed that information.

“I see, I am surprised you said yes. You always said you hated public schooling.”

“I still believe the school systems are... inferior, but Adrien’s grades haven't faltered according to Nathalie. So I don't bother intervening.”

“My boy has grown up so much since Ive been gone. Wait, is he dating yet? Please tell me I didn’t miss his first crush!”

“Emilie, I am sure that you didnt miss anything. You and Adrien can catch up once you are rested and he is back from school.”

Emilie took a deep breathe.

“Okay, You're right. It will be nice to hear everything from him.”

She looked around the room a bit and noticed the vase full of roses.

“Oh, fresh roses. Gabe-y you cheesy romantic.”

Gabriel felt his cheeks go pink.

“It was... the room needed some color in it.”

“Much like those red pants you insist on wearing.”

“They are fashionable.”

“If you were in charge of candyland perhaps.”

Emilie loved to tease him about is fashion calls.

“Who is the fashion designer here?” He said with a mock stern tone.

“Speaking of fashion, that costume that you were wearing. That didn’t look like the peacock miraculous.”

Gabriel’s tone shifted to genuinely serious. He figured the time would come to answer that question.

“It is the butterfly miraculous. After your...departure. Nathalie and I investigated the temple where you and I had found the peacock miraculous. We discovered a new miraculous, one that wasn't damaged.”

Gabriel felt a twinge mentioning Nathalie. When he had rushed to bring Emilie up here, he felt guilt and relief that his assistant wasn't in the bed. He would have quite a difficult time explaining that one, even if nothing happened.

“So with that miraculous you were trying to find a way to bring me back.”

“It was a means to an end.”

Emilie processed the information she was told.

“Gabriel, I want you to do something for me.”

“Anything.”

“No more miraculous. None.”

Gabriel blinked.

“But...”

“Those jewels are nothing but trouble. It has only caused our family suffering and pain.”

Gabriel was surprised by the claim, but he knew she was correct. The miraculous have been quite the curse on the family, despite the powers they gave.

“It will take time for me to stop using it outright, there is a... situation with how I’ve been using it. Your sudden appearance and the disappearance of Hawkmoth might be suspicious.”

Emilie looked at Gabriel intensely.

“Hawkmoth? Gabriel what did you do?”

“Well... in order to try an bring you back, the butterfly miraculous wasn't going to be able to accomplish that goal. So the only way I could bring you back with certainty was to attain the ladybug and Cat miraculous.”

The former actress listened as her husband explained how he became a super villain for the sake of getting the jewels.

“Unbelievable.”

“I admit, explaining it makes it sound a lot worse than it actually is. I planned to fix any damage caused once I got the jewels”

“And what if people found out your identity!? You would have been thrown in prison and left our son an Orphan!” Emilie pointed her finger in his chest.

“It was the only way I could think of to attain the miraculous. How else would I have been able to confirm the miraculous were in Paris?”

Emilie was ready to let him have it. But she felt herself calm down. She had to admit, in a weird way, it was quite romantic. Something out of a tragic romance novel.

“I should be angrier with you, but I know if the situation was reversed and I had a way of bringing you back, I would have likely tried the same thing, albeit in a smarter way.”

Gabriel felt a bit of relief seeing his wife not so cross with him.

“So we figure out how to orchestrate your ‘Defeat’ and then we say good bye to the miraculous for good.”

“We will plan it out when you are completely better. Though this does raise the question. How are you back?”

Emilie pauses, she tries to think back.

Protect the Agreste family... no matter what.

She heard that phrase echoing in her head. But she couldn't figure out why. Who said that to her. Why is everything so fuzzy?

“I don't know... I remember hearing glass shatter, and a flash of blue. But the next thing I remember was... seeing you.

Gabriel looks at her, he could tell from her eyes she was telling the truth.

“I will look into that later. In the meantime, you should rest. I will check on you in a few hours.”

He moves the empty tray from the bed.

“Wait.”

Gabriel stopped.

“Get Adrien here. I want to see him now.”

“Dear, he is in school. It will dismiss in a few hours. Besides you should rest.”

Emilie got up from the bed.

“Nonsense. Ive been resting long enough. I am sure Adrien can miss a few hours of school. I want to see my baby boy.”

Gabriel wanted to find some way to dismiss her request, but he knew he couldn't say no to her. She was far to headstrong and determined... and man did he miss her.

“Okay, I will have his driver go an pick him up.”

“You aren't going to pick him up yourself?”

“Emilie I have work to do. Besides that is why we have...”

“You can take some time off to bond with your son. Seriously, you need to stop putting up walls Gabe-y.”

Gabriel took a calming breath to compose himself.

“Very well. But do use this time to rest.”

She moves to kiss her husband.

“I promise.”

Gabriel’s expression turned into a soft smile.

“I will be back with our son shortly.”

Gabriel left the room to go pick up Adrien.

Emilie smiled as she moved to vase of roses. She picked on up and sniffed it.

The rose in her hand began wilting and shriveled up.

She looked in the mirror.

“Everything went perfectly.”

______________________________________________________________________

End of part one

(Should I continue? Let me know your thoughts)

[konaizumi]

Tonhon Chonlatee ep 10 thoughts/reaction

- the episode is off to a strong start with chon beheading a teddy bear

- i’m going to say it a thousand times but i love chon’s mother

- from now on, when a character messes up or causes a misunderstanding, they have to do at least as much ton to make up for it, none of the guiltily avoiding each other for two whole episodes

- i do love that chon refuses to take any of ton’s bullshit and I like how he doesn’t actually give in to ton’s kneeling

- this whole sequence of ton trying to get forgiveness really has the perfect blend of seriousness and humor

- i’m glad they have a serious conversation and chon holds him accountable for the things he did rather than just blaming amp and forgiving him, and he brings up some very valid points about why what ton did was wrong

- pls give us more of this type of real conflict rather than just the uke seeing the seme in a compromising position, making assumptions, causing a bunch of angst only to get told that they’re wrong, having their insecurities ignored, and making them just seem stupid and rash while the seme is always in the right

- i really love how chon’s mom provides a very mature perspective to tonchon’s relationship rather than just siding with one or the other, and she doesn’t try to invalidate the feelings of either of them

- i don’t know how i feel about ton having been in love with chon the entire time bc i feel like it kinda undermines/contradicts the whole plot of ton realizing he’s in love with chon, and I feel like they could’ve maybe shifted it so it was more like “i realized that i’ve been in love with you the whole time, i just didn’t realize” instead of “i’ve known the whole time”

- also can we pls stop romanticizing cpr? like, i get it, but i also don’t

- how many has ton taken off his shirt but we still haven’t been allowed to see the tattoo on his back?

- can ton’s dad please shut up already

- yes, that’s right, you’re surrounded by queer people and you don’t even know it

- cheers to baipai for standing up to her father

- stop censoring the aini kisses! we’ve already seen mike and toptap kiss

- i love miriam so much, she is the mvp of this whole show

- ainimiriam pls don’t apologize

- i love chon’s mother

- aunty nam cussing out ton’s father was already the funniest thing ever but i fucking lost it at “how do you know that i have an erection problem?”

- just the absolute chaos of the scene, aunty nam prepared to physically fight ton’s dad, everyone rushing to stop her

- it’s everything I’ve ever wanted to happen to the homophobic parent in a bl

- i would’ve liked a bit more interaction/solidarity between ton and chon and this point, a bit more willingness to fight for each other, them standing up for themselves a bit

- i liked ton looking at the baby, a lot of bl’s don’t really acknowledge the fact that most characters give up their chance to have a baby by being together, other than briefly acknowledging it when it really is kind of a big deal, especially for characters who haven’t known they’re attracted to men until recently

- they really still did the whole “i don’t like men, just you” but at least it felt a little classier than usual

- i actually like the fact that the parents have always known about ton’s feelings

- i love aunty nam

- ton’s dad accepting them felt rushed, it def had similar vibes to fighter’s dad from why r u, and this is why i said they should’ve skipped the cheating plotline and had the homophobic parent take up the last two episodes, but it was still kinda cute and i appreciate the dad not only apologizing to ton and chon but also admitting that he was a dick to ai, ni, and miriam

- also surrogacy being a quick and easy answer to the problem which literally sparked the entire plot is kinda hilarious

- “accepting what you are is also a type of love that your mother and i could give you” is a pretty good line

- as soon as he asked about the surrogate mother i knew it would be miriam!

- have i mentioned how much i love miriam?

- ton is gonna make such a cute dad, i hope they have a daughter and ton is completely whipped for her

- amp really got the ending she deserved

- i’m so glad to see na

- now i’m just waiting for the spin off series that tells the story of na and his tiktok boyfriend and miriam getting a girlfriend with aini and pleng causing mischief in the background and appearances from tired dads chon and ton

- also lol at the references to toptap and mike’s tiktok careers

- in the end, this was a really good episode, i enjoyed it so much despite my small criticisms, i’m sad the show is over but it seems like 1000 stars will take it’s place next week and i’m super excited for that

[fromashescomephoenixes]

Forever Isn’t Long Enough

A/n: This fic was requested by @crescentnightwood Thank you so much for the lovely request! It was so fun to write :)

word count: 1.4k

summary: Sirius x reader dance together at Jily’s wedding

warnings: none!

••••

“Oh Lily,” I rushed to my friend and reached out to take her hands. “That ceremony was splendid,” We spun together in a quick circle of delight before sitting down together at the small circular table.

It was quite a small wedding with- well, everything that was happening, it simply wasn’t safe to have a large one. And so me, the maid of honour and Sirius Black, the best man, were the only members of the wedding party.

The friends and family were all ecstatic, and you doubted there was a more loved couple in the whole world. Not to mention how much they loved each other.

Finally, after the ceremony and pictures, you had arrived at the reception. Dumbledore had agreed to let James and Lily use the room of requirement for it, which spoke a great deal to just how much everyone was rooting for them as a couple.

Whenever I looked at James and Lily, I knew my biggest wish was to have a love like that.

Of course, I had many people I loved in my life. Lily, who was like a sister to me. Aunt Minnie, who raised me after my parents were killed by Voldemort. James, my (friendly) rival in quidditch and transfiguration.

And then, there was Sirius. I loved him. So much that it made me want to laugh and cry all at once. He was my best friend. Truly, that’s as far as my love went. At least as far as I’d told him..

••••

The Room of Requirement had really put done itself this time. It was a stunning large room, which you could only describe as an especially opulent greenhouse. The room was made entirely out of glass, and let thin beams of golden sunlight (Godric knows how on earth it did that) into the room. There were vines and flowers and small fruit trees which covered every wall, and performed the room beautifully.

And the tables! The were a worn white wood, and set with rose gold silverware and lilies at each spot. I knew the only reason those were there is because James had instantly conjured them out of thin air, and sent them to each seat.

Soft music played, starting with trendy muggle music such as ‘The Beetles’ and moving on to wizarding songs such as ‘Alohomora my Heart’ I thought all of the songs were absolute bops.

As we all sat down to dinner, I realised that this small circular table consisted of only you, Sirius, James, and Lily.

“Oh this is so perfect,” I told them. “We all needed a celebration like this,”

“I feel like a wedding has even more symbolism right now,” Lily nodded. “It reminds people that there is still love in the world.”

“I love the fact that we’re celebrating your love for me, my darling.” James winked at Lily. Godric, their love made me want to swoon. “But in all seriousness, I agree. Not even Voldemort (I heard an audible gasp from the old, unknown lady sitting a couple feet away) is more powerful than love and people need to see that,”

“In all siriusness did you say?” Sirius grinned. “You are all right though. Plus now is definitely the time to say if you love someone,” Sirius’s eyes flicked over to you.

We all continued to idly chat and catch up. Somehow, I always could chat with these three as if I hadn’t seen them in years, and yet at the same time feel like I’d known them everyday of my life. It was so comfortable, and I felt love simply pouring out of you towards them.

“It’s time for your first dance,” Sirius announced. A slow, wizarding song began to play. It was as if it was made for them. It sang about the meadow of flowers, and all of the wild life (including Deers) It was a simple waltz, but they were so graceful and in love that the beauty was never ending. All I wanted was for someone to hold me like James was holding Lily. His Lily and her James. The song came to a close, but another which everyone could dance to came on. This time, an upbeat Beetles song began to play.

“Wanna dance y/n?” Sirius appeared with his hands in the pocket of his black jeans. He was so hot... Of course, I mean he’s hot as in everyone here is hot. The room of requirement must be missing a thermostat.

“Ah yes, I’ve been practicing my dancing so I could show off here,” I exclaimed with a grin. We went on to the dance floor and I began to preform various dance moves such as ‘the sprinkler’ or ‘the popcorn’

“Really y/n,” Sirius teased me “those dance moves are anything but acceptable for a wedding!” His laughter echoed as the song ended and faded out.

“Oh, and how would be suitable to dance?” I said in the sassiest way possible. Here, the music began into another slow song. To be specific 1000 Times by Sara Bareilles, one of my favorite songs.

“Well, I suppose really I’ll have to teach you,” Sirius smiles softly, but with just as much passion as his broad grins usually possessed. “Can’t you siriusly embarrassing yourself, can we?”

“Oh no,” I exclaimed dramatically. “That would be awful,” With a giggle I added “I’ve embarrassed myself enough for one lifetime!”

“Would you be referring to that whole green hair incident by chance?” Now Sirius really smirked at the memory of one of our most epic prank battles. He took my hand in his large, but smooth one.

“No. That was purely a fashion statement and nothing else,” I deadpanned while rolling my eyes. “Now, teach me how to dance!”

“You’re hopeless so far y/n!” I threw my head back into a laugh. “I love it when you laugh,” he gazed into my eyes. Holding the stare steady for a moment.

“I love it when you make me laugh,” I tried to compliment him, but I was a little shaken by the more serious turn. “I love a lot about you,” I began. It felt like the right time to take a leap of faith.

“What’s not to love?” He joked. Now we were simply spinning in small, slow circles. His hand was placed on the small of my back, which was bare due to the style of dress Lily chose for me. His hand felt so protective there, and I melted a little further into his chest.

“Well, you do have that habit of eating your boogers,” I purposefully spoke loudly enough for a few neighbouring couples to hear. Not to be out done, Sirius spoke slightly louder again,

“Oh well don’t get me started on how you bite your toenails!” We laughed together, silently deciding that was fair teasing and revenge for this instance.

“I want to keep this moment with me forever,” I sighed, resting my head on his leather shoulder. He had worn a suit to the ceremony, but the second that ended he changed into his usual jeans and leather jacket. Knowing Sirius I wouldn’t have expected anything else.

“I don’t know if forever would be long enough my love,” Sirius whispered.

“Am I?” I glanced up.

“Are you what?”

“Your love?”

“No.” And just like that everything came crashing down. For a horrible second, my whole body felt stiff as my mind replayed all of the beautiful moments I had spent with Sirius. Though it felt like an eternity, I was lifted by hearing his voice again. In my stuff few seconds, I hadn’t moved my head, so I could still hear his heartbeat.

“What I mean,” Sirius brushed a kiss on my hair, “Is that you are not only my love, but you are my life. You saved me with your kindness that day at the train station. You saved me with your smarts in every single situation we got into. You loved me in any and every way I needed, even when I didn’t believe anyone would. You are my love, my life, and my light. And hell, in this mad world I’m not keeping that from you one moment longer.”

We continued to gently sway to the music and I pressed myself into him as close as I could.

“I’m so happy,” And that statement could not be more true. “Forever may not be long enough, but not a moment of it will feel wasted if I’m with you.“

[slashersrus]

Loki x Reader - She Wolf

A/N - This is a crossover with The Originals but it's pretty self explanatory so you don't need to have seen the show.

A lone wolf, forgotten and abandoned, ran through the trees, leaping over fallen logs and dodging branches. This wolf, so alone and broken, was no normal wolf. This she-wolf was so much more.

Her name was Y/N Mikaelson.

When Loki arrived on Earth, having been away from it for 1000 years, he knew it would be different to what it was and she would not be there, yet his heart still ached. Leading the attack on New York was almost therapeutic for him, to destroy the beautiful city that his beloved could never lay eyes on, out of bitter resentment. Going back to Asgard, being torn away from her resting place, he didn't argue. He saw no point in arguing, no mortal could live 1000 years and survive. He had said he would return, she had said she would wait forever. The bitter thought of her waiting her entire life for him to come back, only to die alone tormented him daily, he knew logically it wasn't his fault and yet he still took the blame. Her love had left his heart empty, the guilt could help replace the sour emptiness.

Running through the woods, her messy hair hit her face as she spun giddily, her arms spread as she danced in the freshly fallen leaves. He stood watching with a wide smile, a genuine smile, as he leaned against a nearby tree.

"You're going to make yourself dizzy, Darling." Loki spoke gently, an air of humour in his voice as he watched.

"No I'm not!" Y/N giggled, spinning faster as he shook his head amusement, "see! Perfectly not dizzy!"

"Perfectly not dizzy?" Loki laughed, the mocking gentle and kind unlike his usual harsh behaviour to his brother.

She hummed in agreement unconvincingly, her eyes shut as she stopped spinning, clearly wobbling on her feet. He raised an eyebrow at her, moving from the tree just in time to catch her as the dizziness took over and she fell into his waiting arms. Scooping her up bridal style, he grinned down at her as he began the walk back to her village.

Loki raked his hand through his hair, trying to block out the memories that assaulted him as he watched his adopted brother talk to his team mates. Memories of Y/N never left him, always reminding him of what he had lost. Flicking his eyes up to see the group in front of him, a weary sigh fell from his chapped lips as he watched them discuss and strategise for the next mission. He didn't feel remorse for his actions, he couldn't when his bitter resentment still resided in his heart, but he did feel guilt that lives had been lost and so joining the Avengers helped to right his wrongs, Thor called it 'redemption'.  He didn't want redemption, he only wanted her.

Klaus Mikaelson walked through the forest, his eyes keen and ears alert as the bushes rustled and wildlife fled. He was in her territory , her terrain, the she-wolf. With practiced, slow movements he continued to walk. He didn't bother searching, she would find him.

A beautiful, white wolf stepped out from the bushes, her fur a shocking contrast to her burning golden eyes. Stepping closer to him, she lowered her head to show she meant no harm, he was pack.

"Hello, love."

"Loki!" Tears stained her red cheeks, her dress had multiple cuts and gashes, the fabric torn beyond repair. Blood red clung to the bottom of the dress, leaving a crimson trail behind her as she ran towards him.

"Y/N? Y/N! What happened?" As soon as he saw her, the state she was in, he dropped the book he was reading and dashed towards her. Catching her as she collapsed in despair, he shushed her and he gently stroked her tangled hair. Sobbing, she buried her head into his green tunic as he held her close.

"I-I killed him! I didn't mean to! I j-just he was..I-"  her voice was muffled by his chest, her words barely legible through her hiccuping and stuttering.

"It's alright darling, shh." Loki shushed her softly, his voice low and calming as he rubbed her back in comfort.

"I triggered it." She barely managed to get those words out, but he knew exactly what she meant. Her curse, the werewolf genes, she had triggered it by murdering someone and by doing so would become the monster she feared. The wolf.

"I'll be here, I can help." A frown was clear on his face as he felt pity towards her, it wasn't her fault that she had these genes.

Every full moon since they had met, she would curl up to his side and whimper as the wolves howled and snarled. Her father, Niklaus Mikaelson had been a werewolf before his vampirism, meaning she had the genes within her and had always know it was a possibility. The thought of losing her humanity terrified her and in that moment, Loki promised her that he would never let that happen.

"Loki? Loki, are you even listening?" Stark sighed in annoyance at the sight of Loki sat gazing out of the window, his eyes glazed over as he remembered the past, "Thor, I think your brother is broken."

"Brother?" Thor frowned, watching the far away look in Loki's eyes as he shook his shoulder, a bit too roughly.

"What?" Snapping out of his own head, Loki glared at the Avengers around him, all staring at him.

"We asked if you had any information that could help on this mission. We've never encountered anyone with these abilities before." Steve spoke up when Tony narrowed his eyes at the God.

Looking to him expectantly, Loki raised an eyebrow, "well?"

Seeing the picture on the big screen, Loki felt his heart stop. The others were speaking again, but he didn't care, his focus solely on the man in the photo, impossible.

"This man, he's been in hundreds of photos dating back centuries, he's not human. We can link him to multiple mass murders, death seems to follow him. Most recently seen in Mystic falls and New Orleans."

"Brother, is that?" Thor trailed off, his eyes wide in shock.

"Niklaus."

Only one thought ran through Loki's head; if he was alive, could Y/N be?

"We must leave, SHIELD have already caught wind that we are residing here, we all know of your reputation with them." Elijah Mikaelson, clad in his familiar suit, stood over looking the bustling streets of New Orleans.

"We are not running from those humans, have some self respect Elijah." Klaus chuckled, shaking his head at his brother as he took of sip of his bourbon.

"If they involve the Avengers, we will no doubt get press. Do you really want paparazzi stalking you, brother dear?" Elijah didn't turn to look at Klaus as he spoke, leaning against the railing of the balcony.

"Ah the Avengers! Worlds mightiest heroes!" Klaus raised his glass in mock toast, "oh how scary."

"This is serious Niklaus." Rebekah spoke from her spot on the luxury sofa, rolling her eyes at her brothers mocking tone.

"I know, but it always fun to annoy stuck up Elijah." Klaus smirked, finishing his drink before speaking again, "you saw the news, what happened in New York, Loki. If he's here on Earth, then by all means let him come to us, I can finally murder him for abandoning my daughter."

Loki stood in the dense forest outside of the village with Niklaus, watching as Y/N completed her first transformation into a werewolf. He hated to see her in pain during the transformation , but he knew there was nothing he could do about it.

Where Y/N once stood, now stood a magnificent white wolf, eyes like the finest of gold. She was beautiful.

Once seeng her through the transformation, Niklaus smiled proud before leaving the pair alone. She whined slightly, moving unsteady on her new paws as she walked towards Loki and brushed up against his leg. Loki smiled, rubbing her head before stepping away. Hearing her whine again, he quickly reassured her by using his magic to take the form of a midnight black wolf.

The white wolf yipped happily, bumping her snout into the black wolf who seemed to be smirking before turning and running off into the trees. Loki followed after her immediately, he said he would be there for her, and he would, even if it meant taking the form of a wolf. This way, he could make sure her wolf mind didn't hurt anyone, he vowed to not let her lose her humanity.

Loki stood on top of a building in New Orleans, scanning the crowd for enemies as the Avengers dispersed into the parade to find the people they were looking for, their mission, the Mikaelsons. It was no surprise to him that Thor had easily told them about the family and their connection to the Asgardians, this meant he had to find them first. He needed answers. Was she alive?

Hearing footsteps behind him, he spun to come face to face with an angry Klaus Mikaelson. He was shocked, he knew of their vampirism, but he never expected them to survive so long.

"Is she alive?" He didn't bother with manners, instead asking the question that had been eating him alive.

Klaus snarled, his eyes burning golden and his fangs coming out as his anger grew, "I've been waiting for you to show your lying face again, it will be a relief to finally kill you."

Loki's eyes widened, ducking as Klaus swiped at him before moving backwards with his hands up in surrender, "what?"

"You left and it destroyed her." Klaus spat with venom, using his supernatural speed to rush at Loki, grabbing his neck in a grip which would kill a human.

"I didn't have a choice!" Loki gasped, the grip surprising tight, so tight even he couldn't break out with his Asgardian strength.

"Niklaus, put him down." Elijah spoke from behind them, a quick rush of wind being the only thing to announce his arrival.

"Why should I?" Klaus tightened his grip, watching with sick pleasure as Loki fought to break free. Once upon of times, they were friends, but his fatherly insist to protect his daughter beat friendship.

"She would not want you to." Klaus froze, his grip loosening as Elijah spoke calmly, "do not be the one to take him from her again."

A growl rose from his chest before he dropped Loki, letting him breathe. Loki didn't bother retaliating, he believed he deserved it for leaving her.

"Odin made sure I could never return," loki coughed once, rubbing his throat as he stood up straighter, "please, I need to see her. Is she alive?"

"Her life is tied to mine, so long as I breathe so does she, so I would call of the little Avengers search party if I was you."Klaus backed away as he spoke, allowing Elijah to walk closer.

"If memory serves, you have magic." Elijah spoke, drawing Loki's attention, "she could really use it."

"Y/N Mikaelson, will you marry me?" Loki was knelt on the ground, his hands clasped around hers.

"Yes!" Y/N squealed in delight, hugging Loki close as he smiled, "oh my gods yes!"

"What's wrong with her?" Loki spoke with urgency, his eyes panicked as he took in Elijah's words.

"It would seem even from the dead our mother continues to haunt us." Elijah's voice was calm, collected as usual, hiding the true anger he felt.

"The witch cursed her." Klaus spat at Loki's confused face, "linked her to me, granted her immortality and permanent trapped her as an animal."

"What?" Loki's voice was quiet, disbelief in his tone as he realised what Klaus meant.

"She is stuck in her wolf form, we have tried countless witches and none can break my mothers spell. I hope your magic may be able to break the curse given you are not from here." Elijah started to walk away, Klaus and a shell shocked Loki following him.

"How long?" The sentence was nothing but a broken whisper as Loki clenched his fist, he wasn't there to protect her.

Seeing the glance Elijah and Klaus exchanged, his worry grew, "How long?!"

"A thousand years, give or take."

"I must return home, I intend to tell my mother about you. Thor, the giant oaf, has already met you but I would love for my mother to meet my fiancé." Loki spoke softly, they lay curled up in the darkened, peaceful room.

"Will you be long?" A frown graced her blissful features, tilting her head to gaze up at him from her place laying on his chest.

"No more than a day my love, I promise." He cupped her cheeks, placing a gentle kiss on her lips as he made the promise.

Klaus and Loki walked through the forest in tense silence, sadness seemed to penetrate their beings. They stopped at a clearing, at which point Klaus silently nodded and walked away. Standing in the centre, Loki called out her name, his eyes flashing around him frantically.

Hearing movement, hope blossomed in his chest. Turning to the bush that the sound had come from, he slowly kneeled down on the grassy floor and called out to her again. Seeing her white snout peer through the bushes, he had to stop the tears from flowing out. He lost the internal battle as she stepped out of the bushes, the tears flowing freely as he smiled at her, she was alive.

She sniffed the air a couple times, hesitant as she carefully walked towards his crouched form. She stopped a couple feet away from him, her head titled to the side in confusion. To her animalistic brain, he smelled like pack, he smelled like her mate, like Loki. Seeing the hesitation and confusion, Loki very slowly raised a hand towards her snout, stopping inches from touching her and letting her cautiously sniff his hand before nudging into it with a low whine.

"It's okay." A grin broke out onto his face, no matter the circumstances or the past, she was here in front of him and alive and that's all that mattered.

She let him wrap his arms around her wolf body, his hold gentle as he buried his face into her fur and cried.

It was much later when they broke apart, both content with the contact. She was sat on the ground, rubbing her head against his side lovingly as he stroked her fur. 

"I promise, I'll free you." Loki spoke softly, the forest dead silent as the lovers reunited for the first time in one thousand years, "I'll give you your humanity back."

He made a promise, and he intend to keep it. He would free her, no matter what.

[hermanosreyes]

Bonfires and Boyfriends: Adventures in Babysitting

A/N: here we go again with my spin on the adventures in babysitting stories. above all i would like to clarify that this is actually at @thegirlwhowritesfics fault, someone needs to stop us from having conversations honestly because this is how things like this happens. a continuation of her writing here. hope you enjoy...

Carrying your daughter out to the circle of me surrounding the fire, her sleepy eyes were contrasted by her bounding spirit as she quickly attempted to wiggle out of your arms and into one of the many awaiting. 

“You all just had to get her excited about the bonfire happening after bedtime” you hissed sarcastically, glaring at all of them as you placed the girl on the floor and Mia was instantly within the reach of her Tio Taza and being wrapped up in the blanket he had beside him.  Shaking your head, you were quick to find your place on your husbands lap again before looking over at your daughter fighting to stay awake with the hum of the men’s laughter. “Only for a little while, chiquita, then you’re saying good night and going to bed” you reminded Mia as you leaned against EZ’s chest. “Dejala” Tranq cooed softly, reaching over to caress his granddaughter’s cheek. 

“You’re not going to be saying that when you hear that she was talking about a boyfriend” you teased, making everyone’s head shoot towards the little girl teasingly. “Boyfriend?” they all exclaim in unison.  Angel instantly getting up to take her in his arms and raise her high above his head. “No boyfriends, you got that squirt? Or Tio Angel is going to put a hurt on some icky boys” he teased bringing her back down onto his lap to which she immediately curled into his chest grabbing at his ear in her tale tale sign that she was lulling herself to sleep. 

“Yeah hermano, I don’t think you’re the tio they’re going to have to worry about” EZ teased, shooting his glare over at Tranq and Bishop swiging at their beer and nodding their head at him as though wondering what specific incident he was talking about. “I told him about Ben”

The name was all they needed. Tranq and Bishop errupted in a chorus of laughter as the memories came back to them Taza and Riz laughing along with them with shaking heads. “Believe me, mija, we tried to talk them out of it” Taza explained through near tears always having been the most level headed when it came to protecting you “but you should’ve seen your dad when he found out.”

“Hey that was my first boyscout mission, scoping out that one kids place” Angel noted in a much quieter than usual voice, stomping out the cigarett he had been smoking before Mia had curled into him. “Trailed that kid home from school, followed you on your dates, report back to Tranq” he detailed out as your look towards your father became more and more horrified. 

“Papi!?” you scolded swating out at your father and EZ playfully holding you back against his chest. “Are you serious?”, to which Bishop scoffed and shook his head “Oh come on, corazon, if you think that’s the worst of it you’re dead wrong”. 

“You should’ve seen that kid though” Tranq admitted with a smirk over a Bishop “God I’m surprised he didn’t shit his pants the moment we picked him up. We wen’t easy on him” he directed more towards you than anyone else putting his hands up defensively. “But we wanted him to know that my babygirl wasn’t something to be messed with”

“Yeah I think the ‘if you put a finger on my babygirl I’ll make sure it’s the last think you touch’ message cleared it up pretty well” Bish commented finished off his beer with an elbow towards Tranq. “Hey at least I wasn’t the one that almost dislocated his jaw for ‘good measure’“ Tranq spat back pointing your attention away from him and towards your Tio. 

“You all are the reasons that boys wouldn’t even think about talking to me all of high school” you accused swiping your fingers around the circle as to accuse everyone. “Nah, they still tried” Coco commented with a chuckle and a half smile. “And those were me and Gilly’s boyscot missions. Scaring off any boy who got the fucking balls to try to ask you out”

“And um educate any M.C. members who hadn’t gotten the memo that you were strictly off limits” Gilly added in to which EZ seemed somewhat offended. “And did you all just drop the ball with me? I mean I’m not complaining that I haven’t been killed yet bu-”

Before he could finish his thought a sleepy voice cut through the noise, the one voice that would get everyone to shut up and listen. “Thanks for the pony Tio Taza” she murmured as she snuggled into Angel’s kutte “Can’t wait to ride it tomorrow” she cooed. You looked between Taza and Mia and his face gave it all away. 

“Are you freaking kidding me, Tio?” you groan as he quickly covered her with a blanket. “Oh mija, Mia’s half asleep she doesn’t know what he’s talking about” he attempted to cover up with a mock innocent chuckle while still avoiding meeting your eyes. EZ shook his head, coming quick to their defense as he rubbed your arm softly. “Come on, hermosa, do you really think Taza would buy her a pony?” he asked as if that was the most ridicolous notion in the world. 

He had his face grin on his face when he looked up for support but everyone was looking back at him with the same confused face that you were giving him. “Oh bebe” you giggled almost amused about how clueless he truly was. 

“When she was ten we put on a whole ass fair here on the ranch because we hadn’t gotten the chance to go to San Diego County Fair for her birthday. Even though we had promised to take her Disney the next week we felt so bad we put on a literal fair for her 10th birthday. We had a ferris wheel” Riz emphasized the lat two words, causing EZ to look around to nodding heads reading to share their own stories about the pull this girl had on the heartstrings of the bosses. 

“Therefore, I am 1000 percent positive they would buy her a goddam pony. And I’m sure my dad and Bish knew ALL about this. I thought we all talked about this shit at Templ...” you argued with your frustration beginnign to grow only to be added to as Angel gleefully interrupted. 

“See little brother, that’s the reason we didn’t to threaten you. Tranq can break you in half but your girl can fucking take you down with one look.” Angel teased looking up from your daughter and looking up at that burning glare you were sending him. 

“Yup, just like that...”

[samsterham]

The Fuckening, Entry # 1

Despite the novel covid-19 being around for a pretty hot minute now, I have only been self-quarantined about 6 days. There have been several confirmed cases in my county, and today the county had it’s first death.

If it’s not apparent by the title, I’ve decided to officially from here on out refer to this entire debacle as The Fuckening. I will swear. A lot. 

I figure it might be somehow lucrative to record my experiences throughout the pandemic, at least as it is pertinent to my country & area. Aside from broader, more public events, it might be interesting to someday look back on my day to day & how we dealt & felt & what we did. I should have been keeping a diary of my life anyway & had intended to despite never making it a priority. Now is as good a time as any.

Anyhow, I anticipate this being a rather disjointed project, variable in moods, topics, formats, etc. & rife with grammatical errors. I haven’t decided how revealing of my identity & location I would like to be, I suppose that’s something I’ll decide as I go. All I’ll reveal for the moment is I live in the U.S. in Pennsylvania.

Recapping what I can right now:

I’m in about day 6 of self-quarantine. All schools have cancelled regular classes and have gone exclusively online, as has happened pretty much everywhere else. My community college also followed suit along with probably every college & university at this point. I’ve had a little over a week off for faculty & staff to prepare for the shift. Class resumes this upcoming wednesday online for the rest of the semester. Curious to how they’re going to structure & grade our biology lab credits. 

Bars & restaurants have been state-mandated to shut down except for take-out. Now the liquor stores have shut down as well. Somehow the beer distributor down the street is still open however...

Me & K (boyfriend) haven’t gone nuts with preparations, but we did have 1 significant shopping trip before the state officially began recommending social distancing. We got enough non-perishables for several weeks. We’ve made a couple mini trips for things like milk & fresh veggies. 

I also have a few immunocompromised friends who I’ve gone shopping for. I expect to continue doing so as needed. One such friend has a bitch of a rare disease which is frankly on the verge of killing her if she sneezes or coughs too hard. There is so, so much more to it than that, than I dare go into here for privacy reasons but I have spent the last month as one of her actual medical advocates. She is partly the reason I would like to focus my education and eventual clinical research on rare diseases such as hers. Anyhow, despite it being flat out unsafe, she was discharged from the hospital yesterday as my city prepares to get slammed with covid-19 cases.

Both my cats got a stomach bug just 2 days into self-quarantine. It began with Crowley puking, then what looked like bloody emesis & trip to the emergency vet. Sent home with stomach meds & instructions for supportive care before jumping into more than basic testing. He was fine within 36 hours, just in time for Aziraphale to become a little vom-bomb. This lasted for 3 days, with many debates as to when we should finally get her poor little fuzz butt medical attention. She thankfully healed on her own, just as I was about to break down & take her to the vet.

Not to make light of the fact that they were sick, but Zira’s throw-up noise is THE FUNNIEST sound I’ve ever heard in my life. It begins with that usual choppy but also deep guttural *hork hork hork* followed by a very abrupt & very loud  scream “rrRAAHH!” as things made their way up & out. I couldn’t help but kinda lose my shit as I pet her & cleaned up the mess. I’m probably going to hell for this.

Me & K have enjoyed spending more time together during quarantine. We have only had 3 friends over since, all being of our regular weekly crew of Sarah, Greg, & Amanda, & all of who are otherwise self-quarantined. Sarah & Amanda came over last Saturday, Sarah made “Quarantinis,” a goddamn delicious cocktail of vodka, lemon, honey, & crystalized ginger. Us girls & K got quaran-trashed, ate dinner together, played Cards Against Humanity, & watched Waking Ned Devine.

We have been making the FUCK outta some food. This is easily the healthiest we’ve eaten in a long time. Thank God we both can cook.

The weather has been fairly forgiving & the two of us have made efforts to get outside as much as possible while it’s nice. K works from home with some good flexibility & I was fired about a month before corona shit hit the fan. We’re enjoying the local parklette & the humongous cemetery in walking distance from us. 

Yesterday was mostly blustery & rainy, save for a 2 hour break in the weather where it was sunny and around 70 degrees. We trekked through said cemetery. As we were on our way out, we rounded the bend of one of the long paths, along the side of a large grassy hill. From that initial perspective of the hill, there was a large pile of indiscernible objects about halfway up the hill. As we came around, we noticed the pile was next to a grave very freshly covered in dirt. Upon closer inspection it became apparent that the “pile” was actually a man wrapped in blankets, with one arm stretched over the dirt of the grave. On the road at the bottom of the hill was what I assumed to be his car. I don’t know who he was, I don’t know who he lost, but they’re burned into my memory forever. It was one of those sights that breaks your entire heart. I cried a little & held K’s hand a little tighter as we made our way toward the gate. K kissed the top of my head & gave me a loving squeeze.

 I didn’t get fired over anything serious; my chronic migraines plus a personal failure to obtain intermittent FMLA in a timely manner resulted in termination. My bosses didn’t want to let me go, but you can only fight HR of a corporate health system so much. Oh well. I wasn’t happy there anymore anyway. After 3 years I was bored, having trained up as much as possible without my degree. Some toxic personalities made their way onto our floor staff in the last year which made some shifts absolute hell despite my efforts to avoid them & remain utterly professional. Aside from running out of money, I’ve been incredibly relaxed since being let go. I’ve even lost 4 pounds in the last month. My hair is currently a weird ginger-pink, the result of a failed self bleach job, but it’s not entirely embarrassing so I’m going to let it recover before I try it again & go teal.

I never got around to watching Breaking Bad when it was popular, but last night I finally saw the first episode. K has seen it before, it’s one of his favorite tv shows & he’s ecstatic to watch it together. One episode legit got me hooked already. I know the premise of the show & I can’t wait to see how it pans out.

The political fuckery around this has been.... ugh. I wanted to say “staggeringly defunct” but what else is there to be expected from this current administration? I have designed most of my tumblr to be apolitical but that will change with these specific entries. I’m politically outspoken on Facebook & Twitter & I wanted one or two platforms that could just be fun and neutral. My current politics are very leftist, a head-spinning 180 degree turn from my upbringing & early voting habits. The last four years have sent me purposefully, intentionally & determinedly headlong into the progressive movement, feminism, and hunger for democratic socialism. The only conservative thing left about me is my stubborn remaining infatuation with firearms & gratitude for the 2A. Counterintuitively I’m very pro-sensible gun control, but having the discussion with either side of the issue mostly leaves me wanting to knock heads together. 

I digress, the administration’s response to the pandemic has been unsurprisingly subpar, yet somehow not as awful as I expected. Trump went from “not a big deal” & “liberal media hoax” to “oh shit, I actually better get my shit together for this” real quick. I don’t know if it’s because it’s an election year or if there’s actually a shred of competency that’s been hiding under the comb-over but I’ll take what we can get from him, including that $1000 check. Getting unemployment has been a bitch. None of this however, changes the fact that Republicans have known about the crisis since December & instead of preparing the public, decided insider trading was a better idea. This doesn’t change the fact that the DOJ is trying to invoke indefinite detention as a “crisis response” and the only thing standing in the way are House Democrats. And it doesn’t change the fact that our hospital system is overloaded & underfunded, and the Republican controlled government would still rather bail out large corporations as we plunge into an inevitable recession. 

I’ve spent too much energy fighting ignorant shit sticks on the internet over all this, including people I know in real life. I gotta keep remembering that all I can do is my best, that you can’t change the world but you can make a dent. On that note, I finally introduced K to Danny DeVito’s cinematic masterpiece Death To Smoochy.

Today I finished reading Darker Than Amber by John D. MacDonald. Quick, fun read, definitely a product of it's time.

That’s all I have in me for today. My neck hurts. Sleep sweet and WASH YOUR FILTHY PAWS. 

[blackrosesfanfic]

Chapter 180

Chris

"I'm not sure what's going on." I shrug.

"How can you not know about your own life, Christopher?" Cammie snaps.

I chuckle. Trey told me to leave her alone. I forgot. Just that fast I remember and move away from her. She rolls her eyes at me as I walk away. I don't even remember what we were talking about before she got upset. I don't need her conversation. There's plenty of people to talk to.

"Want to spike the punch?"

"With water I'm hoping." Sevyn snaps looking me up and down.

I look around the room. "Are you and Cammie programmed to have the same attitudes?"

"No. You aren't supposed to be drinking. You are at a family oriented event. Plus there are kids currently at the fountain drinking punch."

"Chill. It was a joke."

"A bad one."

I sigh and change the subject. "Shall we talk about how fucking dope this party is?"

She crosses her arms. "I mean shit. Who the fuck does Disney think they are revealing? I'm like damn. I know that ice waterfall is expensive as hell."

"You being a hater?" I say kissing her cheek.

"Girl." MiMi says walking up. "Like who the fuck is Caden?"

Amber spins around looking at MiMi. "Okay. I just said that."

"They got real fucking plants, animals, and shit."

"Maybe Cammie fucked Walt Disney and that's really his baby."

I scrunch up my face. "Maybe Caden was born premature and they feel like they need to give some encouragement."

They both look at me. MiMi speaks. "The one time we need you not to speak positive you fucking open your mouth. Bitch shut up."

"Clearly we hating." Amber says then they both walk away.

"Shit." I say out loud to myself.

I go sit down next to the oversized ugly monkey. A few seconds later Lane comes over to me. He punches the monkey then looks at me. I ignore him. He stares like I'm bothering the monkey or some shit. I turn and look at him.

"What, Bitch?" he says.

"Nigga." I laugh then push his chest.

He wipes his chest off. "No touch me. This you mama."

I look at him. "Huh?"

"This you mama." he pointing at the monkey.

"Nigga that's yo mama." I laugh.

Lane keeps a straight face. "Kiss yo mama, Chris."

"Oh this little boy got jokes." I say shaking my head.

"Chris, you see that tiger? I touch it."

I look away from him. "I ain't talking to you."

"Punk." he says. "You mama this orangutan."

"Orangutan? Nigga you can't even pronounce your daddy name right but you say orangutan."

He raises his eyebrows. "You look like you mama."

I put my head on my knees laughing. Oh shit. This bad ass little boy. I look at him. He is smiling at me devilishly. This nigga only 2 the fuck he mean I look like my mama? Damn, I should have recorded him. Nobody going to believe me.

"Lane, your mama wants you." Trey says coming up.

"Yo, your son fucking talks too good for 2."

Trey nods. "Yeah. What he say to you?"

"That the monkey my mama." I cut my eyes at Trey. He laughed too hard. "Then he repeated it saying my mama was the orangutan. That wasn't enough so he said I look like my mama."

"Shut the fuck up." Trey laughs holding his stomach. "Did he really?"

I shrug. "Why would I lie?"

Trey turns and walks away. "Cammie got him saying orangutan."

"He bad."

"Yeah." Trey nods walking through the tables to Cammie.

Amber comes up. "Hey, sexy."

"Me or my mama?" I say pointing to the monkey.

"What?" she laughs.

"That's what Lane says."

She laughs then sits on my lap. "Cammie says we need to stop fucking hating. There is a table with little bear shaped sandwiches and honey combs. You know like the real bee honeycomb. Cute fucking party. Want to find a bathroom and act like we Adam and Eve after they found out what sex was?"

"What?"

"No?" she says standing up.

I stand up. "Yes."

She walks to the waterfall where MiMi was. MiMi pushes her away from her. They share a laugh then Amber comes back to me.

"MiMi wasn't down with watching."

"You did not ask her that."

Amber smiles walking away. "I swear I did. Follow me."

We walk pass an area with a mini bouncy house. King and Saint were the only ones playing on it. What the hell is Saint doing here? I look back behind me. I didn't see Kim or Kanye here.

"Oh my gosh."

"My bad." I say turning around.

We walk out into the hall. I grab her hugging her close to me. Getting mad cause she wants the dick and it's being delayed. I pull us back as she tries to walk forward. Get even more mad and heated. I beg you. She stops walking realizing I was winning. I let her go then walk forward into her. She spins around hitting me. I kiss her cheek hitting my lip.

"Shit."

"Oh good. Now you can't eat pussy for 24 hours."

I laugh. "Everyone think they funny today. Ain't shit funny."

"Right, Mr. CB." she says pulling me in another direction.

"You look sexy as hell in this dress."

"I'm not wearing anything under it." She smirks.

I start feeling on her for some. "Why not, my love?"

"Doesn't go with the outfit." she shrugs.

She dead ass serious and I'm hard ass fuck. I look around the bathroom. Cammie and Lane stop drying their hands at the same time and look at us. I smile.

"What the hell y'all doing in here?"

"They use the bathroom." Lane says throwing his paper towel away.

Cammie looks at him. "Thank you, Lane."

He giggles. "You welcome, Mommy."

"It's too crowded in here." Cammie says grabbing Lane's hand. "This is for one person. Nasty."

"You gonna touch the tiger, Mommy."

Cammie sucks her teeth. "Boy, no."

    Trey

Lane makes sure that he is the center of attention. In public he does it in a terrible way. He is demanding and cranky. At home he is wild and free. I can't deal with him and his mother. Luckily she is dealing with him. She is also dealing with her own attitude. We cut guest holding Caden short. He doesn't like going from arm to arm. Cammie says that it's the different smells. I think she is okay with nobody touching him.

"How much longer is this party?" Cammie says when I come near.

"You are the one with the schedule."

"I'm wondering why these people took the time out of their busy lives to come see my baby. What is so important about a baby? Is it just the chance to... Oh shit. Trey."

I lean down to her. "You okay, Jay?"

She smiles extra hard. It's Michelle Obama and Malia. "Hello."

"Glad I made it. This is nice."

"You just took this party to the next level." I say. "Meet Caden Elijah."

She smiles. "Awh, Lee, look at him? May I?"

Cammie stands up extra anxious. "Yes, go ahead."

"Handsome." she smiles while there are hundreds of cameras flashing and such. "Hello, Caden."

"He is cute." Malia says leaning into Michelle to see Caden.

I smile. "He being good for you. He has been mistreating everyone else. Nobody could hold him this long."

"He knows how to be a gentleman." Michelle says then look around. "Where is my buddy Lane?"

"He will not stop asking people to take him to the tiger. It's real." Cammie says pointing.

Malia turns and walks away. "No way."

"I prayed for this little guy during his hospital stay. I was thrilled to get the invitation to his reveal party. Such a cute idea. I want to hold him for hours. He is so adorable and well behaved." She gives him back to Cammie. "I know he is still new to the world. I won't hold him too long with my world germs."

"Thank you for coming." Cammie says.

I take Caden as Cammie hands him to me. He opens his eyes looking at me. In a way this party is too over the top. They have a $1000 blanket with me and the family on it. How did you get a blanket to cost so much? Must be imported or some shit. Too much. I rock Caden. He starts quivering his bottom lip. Oh Cammie better take him back. I put his pacifier in his mouth. He stares at me for a few seconds before he starts sucking it. Damn, I'm going to have two Lane's running around. The world is not ready.

"Look at these goodies." MiMi says with a washcloth.

"You carrying around shit in a washcloth?" I snap hitting her forehead.

She cuts her eyes at me then look at Caden. "Bitch, you better be glad."

"What is that?" Cammie asks.

"I was walking Forever My First Lady to the bathroom and I saw that they set up a table by the door with these."

She opens the washcloth out. There was candy in it, a piece of paper, a golden ticket, and a box. I grab the paper. It's a thank you note. The ticket was to a premiere of the Jungle Book Movie. I reach for the box but MiMi picks it up.

"It's mine so don't touch."

"What is it girl?" I snap.

She opens it. "It's mine."

I reach for it. She snaps the box closed and moves away. It was a beautiful locket with Caden's picture in it. I couldn't see if it was on a necklace or not. MiMi's ass wasn't letting me see the damn thing. Just so happen Natalie walks her happy ass pass me.

"Aye, come here. Get me one of those party things."

"The little storks with the baby?"

I nod. "If that's what it is."

"They are watching the table. You can only get one going out."

"Why?"

She shrugs. "We tried to get one. They were like are you coming back in? If so wait."

I look at MiMi. "You thief how did you get that?"

"She has one?" Natalie snaps. "Me and Teyana were trying to get one. Where is TeeTee?"

"You snitching." MiMi says grabbing her washcloth with the stuff in it.

"You camera ready?" CiCi asks walking up to us. "They want to give you a gift. Cammie you ready?"

Of course Cammie has an attitude. "We been on camera all day. What else is there to take a picture of? Like how many times you need a picture?"

"Jay, chill. We ready." I moving to her like I'm giving her Caden. "You need a quick reminder of your attitude?"

"What?"

I kiss her. "Just kidding, Jay."

A guy that works with Cammie comes up. He nods his head at her smiling too fucking hard. Motherfucker. I'm about to act out now. The fuck wrong with this white man? They love marveling over our black women. I start to say something but he moves on. He stands to the side of me and turn to the crowd.

"What a lovely family, right? Thank you all for attending this very special moment. I like to give a special thanks on behalf of Disney to the Neverson family for allowing us all to be a part of their special moment. Also on the behalf of Disney I would like to present you with this gift. As well as the beautiful family blanket hanging up and the numerous stuffed animals around the room. I'm sure Lane would love that as he has been beating them up all day."

"No say my name." Lane whispers. "Daniel."

He hears Lane say his name and look back. "As you leave be sure to grab a party favor with a special gift from Disney. Thank you again and welcome to the Disney family, Caden Elijah."

"Daniel, don't say my brother."

"Lane, would you like to say something?" he asks Lane.

Lane comes from behind Cammie and take the mic. What? I look at Cammie. Lane doesn't do anything publicly. There is no way he is about to step in front of the crowd and talk about something. What got into him?

"Hey, tiger." Lane says.

"Lane say thank you." Cammie giggles.

Lane smiles. "Thank you, tiger."

I laugh. He only wants to talk to the tiger and ignore all the people looking at him. I take the mic away from him. This boy does stuff everyday that surprises me. Like him knowing Daniel's name when I didn't remember it. Daniel has not been here long enough to talk to Lane. Daniel sits a huge basket down on a table that someone brings up.

"Thank you all for everything. The support and gifts that you gave during the rough start of Caden's life. We want to see the same turn out this summer at the epic birthday party for Lane. Same effort Daniel." I say.

He smiles then starts clapping. Caden wasn't liking that at all. I put the mic down then try to calm him down. He does for a few seconds. Cammie takes him from me.

"I'm going to feed him okay?" she says then starts kissing him. "Mommy knows. Okay. I know."

"What do Mommy say?" Lane asks me tapping my leg.

I look at him. "Bruh, you so far down there. Mommy said she going to feed Caden. Lane, you get to take the monkey home."

"The orangutan." he says like I'm stupid.

"Yeah."

He gets excited. "I go get it."

"Let me see that." I chuckle as he runs off. That thing is twice his height. "MiMi, you a bitch."

"Tremaine, you a fucking phoney ass wanna be Bryson Tiller."

Damn. I turn my back to her. She played the shit out of me. There's nothing I can call her ass to top that. I start looking though the basket. There were a few stuffed animals with Caden's name on them. There was also cookies, candy, and ribbons. It had a booklet of different premiere dates and showtimes that we could attend. I left up a bear. There's a cube with different pictures of Caden. Some of them were the pictures from the book that the doctor gave us. Others were of today. I take out another box that is about the same size as the photo box. I open it and get light headed. They about to make me cry in this bitch. A watch. No not just a watch. A fucking Mille Miglia. Fuck.

"You brought a watch?" Cammie says touching my arm. "Why are you looking at it like that?"

"I didn't buy this." I say staring at it.

She kisses my cheek. "You don't have a Mille like that."

I look at her. "How you know what it is?"

"Tremaine, I know all your dirty secrets. Who gave that to you?"

"Disney. In the box." I say closing it then opening it.

"And what does the mother of your child have?"

I make a face at her. "I did all the work."

"Shut up. Look through the thing."

I go back into the basket. There's another heavier box. I open it and smile. Cammie moves closer. I hand her the box then take Caden out of her arms. Inside the box is a gold elephant with two baby elephants at her feet. The mother was decorated with diamonds. I pick up the card.

"It says that it's handmade by some French name." I say.

"Look at this?" she says pulling something out of the basket. "How cute is this?"

I make a face at it. She giggles then hits me.

"Tremaine, it's a baby carrier and a baby bag for you."

"That looks like a bullet proof vest?"

She sits it beside the basket then take some candy out. "It's cute."

I kiss her lips. Her nasty ass pushing her candy into my mouth. I poke her side then take the candy out my mouth.

"Nasty ass."

"You only say that because we fully clothed. No nasty?"

I turn away from her. "Shut up, yo."

She touches my neck. "Eww."

"Jayla, leave me alone."

"All the way alone or a little bit alone? Like how much?"

I step away from her. "This much alone."

She laughs. "Okay, fine. Hey, over there."

I look back at her. She is talking to April. April waves at Cammie then keeps talking to some lady. I shake my head. They fake as shit. I don't know what I would do if they didn't get along majority of the time. I turn around walking up to Cammie and kissing her cheek. She puts her hands on my chest then push me away. I look down at Caden in my arms. He was blinking slow doing to sleep.

"Caden did good. Right?" I say to Cammie.

"5 seconds. You couldn't stay over there mad for 5 seconds?"

"It was more than that."

Cammie giggles. "Okay. Yes he did do good."

[shirtlesssammy]

3x02: The Kids Are Alright

Then:

Dean’s going to hell, guys!

Now:

In Cicero, Indiana, a divorced suburban mom anxiously waits the return of her daughter. It’s the girl’s night to spend with her dad, but upon her return she pleads with her mom to never go back. It’s scary and there are monsters there. Meanwhile, the dad is busy working in his shop --making a wooden toy that’s about 5 years too late if it’s for his daughter that hates him. It’s late so he calls it a night, but as he walks away, the table saw spins to life.

He switches it off and walks away again --only for it to turn on again. As he goes to investigate again, something attacks him from behind, pushing him onto the blade. Blood gushes everywhere! And the camera pans to the little wooden horse, rocking slowly back and forth.

Meanwhile, Sam is 1000% unable to play it cool when talking to Bobby about Dean’s demon deal, flubbing about ordering pizza at a diner. Good save, Sammy! Dean’s caught a case and a serious desire to relive the bendiest weekend of his life. He’s in YOLO mode and wants to see Lisa Braeden again. Dean’s in high spirits as he drops Sam off at the motel, telling him, “Don’t wait up for me.”

Dean pulls into a new suburban neighborhood, and locates Lisa’s house. She’s a bit surprised to see him. It’s been almost 9 years since that weekend after all. “Dean Winchester. Wow.” Haha, so say we all. She’s a bit busy at the moment. She’s throwing a birthday party for her son, Ben, who’s turning 8. He also has close cropped spiky hair, loves hard rock, cars, and food. Dean looks on with consternation while Lisa greets her friend, the woman from the cold open. Dean mingles with the locals.

And some quality time with his mini-me.

Dean does some quick math in his head (I LOVE when Dean visibly counts to himself. It’s something so endearing and consistent about Dean over the years.)

Lisa is consoling her friend about her ex-husband’s untimely demise. Her friend confesses that she feels there’s something wrong with Katie, her daughter. In fact, she’s not sure it’s actually her daughter. She goes to collect Katie to leave the party.

Dean walks in and ever so casually asks Lisa if Ben is his. (Natasha: dies laughing) Lisa dismisses his concerns, but it’s clear Dean’s still a little nervous. But even under possible parental distress, Dean’s able to work the case and ask Lisa about the death of her friend’s ex. Lisa admits to a lot of bad things in the neighborhood.

Sam, meanwhile, gets a visit from Ruby. Cue dramatic zoom. Sam wants to know more about her knife that can kill demons (those innocent days! I don’t even think he knows she’s a demon here!) Ruby wants to talk about Sam’s ESP -- and his mom’s friends (what?? My mind is fuzzy about this.) As she’s leaving, she tells Sam there’s a case in this town.

Two seconds later, Dean calls and tells Sam there’s a case in this town --four other people have died in Lisa’s neighborhood.

Meanwhile, Lisa’s friend wakes from a nap (after falling asleep reading The Historian. Lol, I completely understand Friend of Lisa, but Show, a book about bloodsuckers is a little too on the nose.) Her daughter is watching her like a little creepoid.

The girl is creepy and clingy and has some seriously messed up skin when the mom sees her reflection in the mirror.

Sam investigates the other homes where people died.

I submit this photograph for Insurance purposes only:

As the woman points out where her husband fell and died, Sam notices blood on the windowsill, and a blank staring little girl looking out the window --and a sucker-like hickey on the back of the mom’s neck.

Friend of Lisa’s is rubbing her own neck when she’s making Katie her lunch. She tells her daughter to eat and then locks herself in the bathroom to inspect her own sucker hickey. Eww. There’s a pounding on the door. She wants in. She continues to rattle the door while Friend of Lisa’s grows increasingly worried. The rattling stops when the doorbell rings. She rushes downstairs to find Katie answering the door to the neighborhood sunshine representative, bearing a basket of goodies. The woman inquires how they’re doing, and then about if they’re planning on keeping the house. Cold, lady. Friend of Lisa’s slams the door in her face, only to find Katie right there demanding ice cream.

Out and about, Dean sees a sad Ben, sitting alone. He joins Ben on the bench and asks if there’s something wrong. Ben’s as chatty as his not-father when it comes to emotions. Some kid borrowed Ben’s game and now he won’t give it back. Ben refuses to let Dean meddle. Dean’s proud of the little guy for wanting to fight his own fights. (I hold back my commentary about toxic masculinity being passed down to the next generation. My, how far we’ve come, Dean Let-It-Go Winchester.)

Ben heads up to the group of bullies and calls out the kid who stole his game. Ben knees him in the balls and grabs his game while Dean grins from the sidelines. Lisa storms up and berates Ben for kicking another kid. Dean gets the Mom Look of Death ™.

Lisa (RIGHTLY SO) reminds Dean that they spent a single night together years ago and it is hella creepy for Dean to be hanging out with her son right now. Like, I KNOW RIGHT? (Team Lisa) Lisa and Ben head out, only for Ben to run back to Dean and give him a big thank you hug. It’s super adorable.

And then...the adorableness dies swiftly as creepy children in the playground turn in unison to stare at Dean.

And back with Friend of Lisa, her daughter is aggressively telling her that she loves her while mom, weeping, buckles her into the car. Mom adjusts the rearview and catches a glimpse of...well…

Drive, momma, drive! The little girl is still JONESING for ice cream so mom drives them to a nice refreshing...boat ramp. She puts the car in neutral, releases the parking brake, and the car and child slide slowly into the water. (I find this scene particularly horrifying because of its layer of real life parallels so GOOD JOB writers for making me feel awful.)

Mom gets home, emotionally ravaged, only to find a water soaked little girl sitting at her table. “Hi mummy,” the girl says. “Can I have that ice cream now?” Fuuuuuuuck.

Sam, meanwhile, is diligently doing research when Dean bursts into the hotel room. (Side note: there’s been so little Sam in this episode that I was actually surprised to see him again. In my defense, I’m tired. In my defense, I’m also distracted by creepy kids.) Sam’s function is clearly to dump a ton of lore on us. We learn that changelings aren’t just babies. They can be kids - and there’s one at every house that’s had a death. They climb in through the windows and steal the real children, then feed on the back of the mothers’ necks for a few weeks. (Query: it’s heavily implied that changelings only feed on women. Does this mean that the children of gay male couples are safe? Duly noted, man.)

Dean preps the weaponry. Just...fire. Lots of fire.

Sam thinks the kids might still be alive somewhere underground. Dean low key flips out about the idea of any of the kids getting snatched and heads straight to Lisa. When Lisa opens the door she looks harried, Dean looks dorky. Awww they’re so cute. (Man, I love Dean and Lisa almost as much as I love Dean and Cas. It doesn’t hurt that Lisa’s smile is like the frickin’ sun.)(Boris: Vigorously nods in agreement.) Dean hands Lisa a credit card and tells them to go on vacation together. Guys, it’s a TOTALLY NORMAL gift for a 9-years-later hookup to give. She asks Dean about the hinky name on the card but then Ben shows up. “Make him go away, Mommy,” says a decidedly chillier Ben. Lisa takes the hint (while Dean’s hunter hackles rise) and the door gets slammed between them.

Awwww shiiiiit, a monster’s got Ben!

Dean stalks around the house, looking for clues. (Again, in the hunting context we’re like okay COOL good job and in the real world context we’d be going SHIT LISA CALL 911 he’s outside of your house!!!) Dean finds the telltale blood on the sill. Ben’s done got snatched. Dean races to the car. It’s not blood on the sill, he tells Sam. It’s….

“Red dirt,” Sam concludes as we scene jump to one of the buildings under construction. (SIDE NOTE dudes I used to live near Sedona AZ the capitol of red dirt and when dried it did not look like blood. What I’m saying is, someone get some decontamination crews to this neighborhood. It’s a biohazard zone. No wonder property’s so cheap.)

They investigate the house. Dean finds the basement, hears a noise, and heads on down. He finds trapped kids (including Ben) and tells him that he’ll be free soon. Meanwhile, Sam (Sam is here too!) gets confronted by the nosy realtor with the muffin baskets. Downstairs, Dean discovers the caged realtor in the basement. Wherps. Sam’s smart, though, so instead of getting talked into buying a house he whips out his trusty business card.

Fake Ben gets all up in Lisa’s grill, asking for food, so Lisa offers him pizza. Fake Ben agrees and Lisa notices his reflection in her shiny coffee table. Yeesh.

Lisa may be having a shit time, but Dean’s enjoying his father(????) & son bonding moment as they work together to free and comfort the other children. Dean busts a hole through the window and gets everyone out. Just then momma changeling appears. Dun dun DUN.

Lisa confronts fake Ben. “I love you, mommy,” he says in response. Lisa grabs her keys and gets the fuck out of town, but there are kids in her lawn ready to go all Children of the Corn on her. She heads back inside.

Momma changeling gives a good fight, beating the shit out of Dean and Sam. All the while, Ben calmly gets all the kids out. Sam blasts the changeling mom with fire and the fire cascades to all the changeling children. They erupt into flame and ash, including the ones tormenting Lisa and Friend of Lisa.

Lisa races out as the sun rises and greets Ben joyfully. They head inside, Lisa sets Ben up with food and headphones, and then Dean fills her in on his line of work.

Dean asks one more time about Ben’s parentage and Lisa sets him straight (OR DOES SHE). She took a blood test...it was a dude she met in a bar. “I swear you look disappointed,” she says as Dean looks low key devastated.

“Some stuff happened to me recently, and, uh. Anyway, a guy in my situation. You start to think, you know. I'm gonna be gone one day, and what am I leaving behind besides a car?”

Dean. You’re breaking my fucking heart. Lisa asks him to stay for a while and he gets the fuck out instead because he doesn’t think he deserves good things. (weeps some more)

For Science:

Basically if they’re both in the same frame I am DEAD. They’re tooooo pretttyyyyy.

I uncurl from my ball of sorrow to recap the Sam is Here Too ™ portion of the episode. He’s checking up on his mom’s friends. They’re all dead. He meets Ruby and she tells him they’re dead because of the Yellow Eyed Demon. Sam demands to know who she really is and she goes all black eyed on him. Ruby insists that she’s on his side. “It’s all about you,” she tells him. She’s just trying to figure out how all the puzzle pieces fit together. And if he plays ball, she’ll help him save Dean.

These Quotes Want Some Ice Cream:

O-kay, Weirdy Mcweirderton

Gumby girl. Does that make me Pokey?

I’m interested in you because you’re tall.

Something’s wrong with the kids in this town.

We'll just bust in, drag the kids out, torch them on the front lawn. That'll play great with the neighbors.

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On The Rocks - 18

Part 17  Masterlist

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The usual minor swearing that comes with hockey

  Dinner ended up being at Aria a high-end Italian restaurant with Stephanie and Matt Martins better half model girlfriend Sydney. 1000 watt smile, beautiful long blonde hair, and hilarious. We didn't talk about hockey until the topic of Mitch's lip came up and Sydney explained that Matt has been having a hard time today himself, zoning out when he was pouring coffee causing the liquid to over flow and burn his hand.

"I have a good feeling about tonight," Sydney said firmly taking a large sip from her red wine, jealous as I sip my lime water because I have a long night of work still ahead of me.

"God, I hope you're right," Steph taking a needed gulp of her white wine.

"We can only hope," I agreed not knowing if I could handle the level of emotions if they lose tonight, the tension today is any indication. "Freddie, Mo, and Will all came to me about tonight's game. They're really scared," I leave out the interaction with Auston because it seemed wrong felt wrong to say anything for some reason.

Scanning over the Menu, I decide on Gnocchi Dish and a salad to start. Growing up in a household where Italian was spoken more than English, I barely notice that the menu was probably hard to understand for the rest of the table until Steph spoke up.

"What the hell is Antipasti?" both blondes looking confused.

"It's just dishes that aren't pasta. You want to look under Paste or Secondi those are Main dishes," I said casually my eyes not leaving the menu.

"You understand this gibberish?" Came Stephanie's slightly surprised response.

"Uhm yeah- I am Italian," I said slowly looking up to met Steph's wide eyes before her face morphs into one of confusion again.

"Since when?" She asked dumbly and visible face palming herself as the words left her mouth, Sydney finding the situation amusing as her lips pulled into a tiny smile as her shoulder shaking with laughter.

"About birth, I think as my parents are Italian. I thought you could kinda tell, you know olive skins and dark hair," I teased sipping my water as her eyes scan over my face taking in my features with a scowl.

I thought it was obvious that I was at least European.

"Man, I don't know much about you Do I?" She frowned at her wine making me frown.

"I'm a private person, Steph. It's not your fault," I offered, she nodded before continuing on trying to read the menu before again realizing she doesn't speak the language and groaning.

"I don't like mushrooms, what should I get?"

We ended up all ordering a pasta dish, which we all devoured quite un-lady like but we couldn't care because we were hungry and having a good time. Stephanie and Sydney take turns sharing the embarrassing tales that are their boyfriends and the things they do that would totally get them chirped within an inch of their lives if any of the guys heard.

We take dessert to go because we were running out of time but also we stuffed with carbie goodness. Sydney stole my phone and insisted we had to hang out more as she entered her number into my phone with slight difficulty from a bit too much wine for this early in the day when the night hasn't started yet but she had claimed if she was going to remain sane during the game she had to start now, which is quite understandable.

Parting ways as the other two girls head to one of the other WAGs places that are around the corner for some pre-drinking before the game. I drive the 15 minutes home, change and throw my dessert into the back of the fridge before heading back to the ACC to get ready for the night.

The medical room is empty apart from a couple physiotherapist checking over the medical supplies and preparing the packs for the bench tonight, Sparing a couple of greets before heading into the administrative office to work on some paperwork, recording who I've treated today and why.

When players start coming in, the atmosphere immediately shifts into a severe game mode. Quickly saving my work to the hard drive before logging off before heading out into the medical area where Leo Komarov, Nazem Kadri, and Nikita Zaitsev sit on the tables getting their ankles and wrist taped by the staff. Zaits and Leo speaking in a language I can only guess is Russian. Kadri looking bored as he stares intently as the staff tapes his left wrist with laser precision. There's heavy bass music coming from the actual locker room and the usual commotion of men getting ready.

  Spending about a half hour helping the therapist tape and massaging out tensions, Paul came around handing me a Leafs hat with a wink before continuing with players that came in. Setting the hat with my wind break in the staff area quickly before getting back to taping.

 "It's not serious, I'm just a little sore," A familiar grumpy looking Auston is being pushed into the room by an equally grumpy looking Matt Martin. Both in their under armor compression tops loose shorts with compression leggings under.

"Well, We have the resources to make you not sore. So shut the fuck up," Matt pushed the rookie further through the door, searching the room for someone and when his eyes land on me coming out of the staff area his face breaks in relief.

"Amelia! Talk some sense into this boy," He practically growled as Auston looks bashful not making eye contact.

"I got it from here Marty, Go terrorize Mitch or something," I shooed the larger man who leaves as I approach Auston, stopping three feet in front with my arms crossed my chest.

"Is it your back, again?" I gained Auston's attention.

"Your face," Is his only response making me roll my eyes.

"Box fell on my face, Now your back," I insisted it

Auston was unbreaking in our stare down, eyes steady and body language strong.

"Fine, you don't have to say anything. I can find you sore spot without you telling me," I sigh with a shrug. Auston is unmoving as I circle to his back taking his the mountain of muscle through the skin tight fabric. Panning my eyes from his neck to his hips (by default his bum). Instantly I can see the way he's standing his left lower side sore by the fact his left hip is pulled higher than his right.

Rolling my eyes at this guys stubbornness, I carefully lay my the palm of my hand in his lower back above his hip. Feeling the muscle tense followed by a wince so quick I almost missed it, there's a tiny beginning of a knot but it's deep.

With no warning, I dig the heel of my palm into the bundle of offending muscle and push. Auston gasps as I flex my hand and adjust my hand to now my fingers working out the tension until I feel the muscle release.

Stepping away, I circle back to his front with a frown and a glare.

"I'm aware that hurt Auston. We are here for a reason, you stay here well I get A535 for that," Forcefully pushing him to sit on the table closest giving him a pointed look. Darting to the supply cabinets, searching the shelves for the cream.

 Returning the table, my mouth dry's seeing as Auston took off his shirt in the little time I was gone, pausing in step briefly regaining composure. You are a professional-ACT LIKE ONE, AMELIA.

"It'll be easier if you lay down, " He wordlessly moves to a laying position now listening to suggestions. Uncapping and applying probably more than need amount of the cream directly to his lower back. Tossing the bottle on to a table I began rubbing the Goop around the offending area and his upper back but keeping the pressure on his lower back.

"Okay, that should do it," I pulled away 5 minutes later. My hands feeling gross because of heating and cooling properties. "Now go kick some Crosby ass," I teased as Auston sat up pulling his shirt on shaking his head.

"I'll try," with a wink and he leaves to finish getting ready.

After washing the cream from my hands, I spend the time until I have to go into the tunnel cleaning the medical room and spinning on an office chair. Paul eventually came in with a radio and ear piece for me before disappearing again, a sign I need get my act together. Pulling on the windbreaker, adjusting my ponytail before slipping the hat on, sticking the ear piece in and clip the radio to my belt.

  The music gets louder the closer it is until warm up, the air is thick with nerves and static excitement. Some of the guys are stoic others are non-stop movement and energy (Mitch). The energy is sure enough to give anyone goosebumps but having seen some of the work gives me crazy jitters myself.

  Coming into the commotion after Babcock does his speech and lines, he stands back as the guys start gathering the rest of their equipment on their body before starting to file towards the sliding doors. Morgan came up to me doing the random hand shake from last night before pausing about to bop my nose deciding that might not be the best idea.

"Kick some ass," I quipped as he wattles away with a laugh and a thumbs up. Freddie comes over and bonks the rim of my hat with a subtle wink.

"Amelia, have you met the newest 'baby leaf'," Connor brown come over with William rolling his eye at the term 'baby leaf'. They make way for a fresh face Kasperi.

"TOLD YOU," I cheered as a huge grin spreads across his face.  The blue of his jersey and helmet bringing out the blue in his eyes like to does with William and Mitch (and half the team).   Fist bumping before he's whisked away by some vets claiming to show him the way.

"Amelia, Can you grab the sticks? They were supposed to be out already." The equipment manager pleaded his hair a mess.

"Yeah," I smiled.

"I'll get one of the other staff to help, you're just the first person I saw," he breathed. I shook my head explaining I would require help, he nodded before running off to stress about something else.

Wondering the side door to the ice the sticks lay against the door waiting. There are two bundles as each player have multiple.

It takes two trips to get both bundles to the bench, I can tell why he had said he'd find someone to help as each bundle was quite heavy but I like to lift heavy things. 

There's a collective holy shit as the Leafs get the first goal of the game but then Kessel matches with his own for the penguins.  The air leaves the entire building when Freddie goes down, there are orders being blasted through the radio as soon as he comes to the bench and down the tunnel.  Mac swears and fumbles a fit getting up as an assistant brings him his mask and his stick and pat his back.

"You got this Big Mac," I chirp when he's on the ice turned to the bench getting a drink of water. He laughs and squirts the water at me, I duck to the side. The laughter lasts a couple seconds before it's serious time again and I'm back to jumping and reacting to everything happening on the ice but keeping my mouth shut.

There are seconds left in the second when Auston is involved in a knee to knee collision and "she drops. The entire bench starts swearing and cursing the opponent.

"Get up, get up," I chant under quietly willing the 6'3" center to get up -he does after what seems like minutes but was only seconds. His face gives away that he's in pain as he skates off and straight down the tunnel.

Pissed.

"Amelia, Matthews is saying you know what to do," was the first thing through the radio seconds later, the players haven't even cleared the cleared the bench yet.

"He knows I'm not a doctor, right?" I radioed back but still made my way into the locker room after the players, wasting no time getting to the medical room.

Auston's still taking off his gear, he adds a majority of it off already. I stood there blank face- wondering if this guy was serious right now?

"I'm not a doctor, Auston" I insisted glaring at the stupid teenage hockey player. The team doctor is standing over him with a similarly concerned glare.

Auston's face is a mix of uncomfortable pain and protest- grumpy. He opens his mouth but closes it when my glare deepened.

"It's just my my back, the same spot from earlier,"

"I'm not touching you until the doctor says it's just that,"  I declare challenging him to object my voice firm. He gives in nodding and the doctor begins his examination. My eyes still trained on Auston with a mighty glare.

"Why are you glaring at me now?"  A whine in his voice as his posture is slouched over like a child.

" 'cause you're an idiot, idiot,"  Crossing my arm and rolling my eyes like the adult I really am.

"Well it seems it's just what he said unless he's hiding something," The doctor pointed into Auston's knee trying to gage a reaction but nothing so the doctor dismisses himself.

"See, told you,"  Auston's tone flat but teasing.

"I need alcohol whips, tape and bio freeze,"

"And gloves,"

After applying a thick coat of bio freeze and a lot of pressure on the trouble spot, I let the Bio freeze seep into his skin and into his muscle before wiping away the excess cream with an alcohol wipe then getting started on taping the area for support.

In the end, I felt like I was sending an arts n craft project onto the ice with the amount of tape I used, I was praying for it to at least half for the period. The game is tied at 2 and the mood was still high and so was the dwindling energy.

It was Gardiner that broke the tie- not in the way we need.

Own goal.

The mood depleted instantly but luckily it was still relatively early in the period but that didn't stop the swearing and yelling from both benches. Auston was like a hellhound on the ice, he was rushing the net but they wouldn't go in.

"Fuck," I swore again when another brilliant play didn't work.  The fourth line and Auston were in a rush, the defense was crowding him when he passed back to Hunwick who with quick hands flicked to Kasperi and it was in the net the next.

Tie game

6:30 Minutes left

The building erupted in deafening cheers, I was jumping on a security guard in the tunnel not caring. The line did their fist bumps down the bench and the lines reset on the ice, on with play with a surge of adrenaline pushing them fast than Pittsburgh.

3 minutes late Connor Brown scored, deflecting the puck from Gardiners shot into the back of the net behind Fleury. The crowd somehow got even louder than I thought could be humanly possible. Paul was cheering and swearing into the radio.

4-3

2:30 minutes left

  A flame was lit under both team, Toronto working insanely hard to maintain the lead as Pittsburgh tried to take it, with multiple great plays but even better moves from Curtis McElhinney shutting even the great Sidney Crosby. 

Auston solidified the win with an empty netter down the ice for his 40th goal of the season.

5-3

3.4 Seconds left

THEY DID IT.

THEY WON.

Getting back to the medical room is tricky because of the all the media in the hall and celebration of the Leafs in the locker room. Getting in its void of life but still a mess but knowing how things go it's only going to get worse because the real treatments start after media.

When media left it got busy with many bodies because there is still a game to play tomorrow against the blue jackets, lucky I was in one of the private room to do treatments but not so lucky because some have yet to shower. As soon as I finished with Mitch I sent his ass to the showers 'cause he smelt so bad, then to the contrast pool for his legs-most players is in the hot tubs or contrast pool (extremely cold water). Leo is swearing in multiple languages as he sinks into an ice bath.

"Nice hat,"  Auston's voice startled me into the cabinet I am currently standing in front of arranging the blankets. Spinning around my hand over my pounding heart, Auston Stands in front of the closed door to the small room on the other side of the massage table looking- bashful.

"I owe you an apology but also a huge thank you,"  Running his hands through his hair nervously with the beginnings of a smile gracing his lips. I raised a brow at him, my head slightly tilted in confusion.

"I apologize for my stubbornness and for the position I put you in with Dr. Bettle but I was worried that I wasn't going to be cleared to play and I don't know what I would of down if that happened," His eyes close at the image of possibly not being able to play the rest of the most important game- my heart ached for him.  "Thank you for being really fucking good at your job, I-I honestly forgot there was even an injury well playing," He admitted with a shy smile.

"Anytime, Auston,"

"I'll be holding you to that," He winked.

"Please keep all emergencies during the day time," I teased but was being serious, taking a deep breath a rather ripe scent assaulted my nostrils.

"Oh my god, Auston! GO SHOWER,"

NEXT 

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Sorry if this is late. Not sure when 12 is for you. But. #70, Shiro, serious sick fic? I would love you forever.

It’s the 1000 Followers Special!  Based on these prompts.  Prompts are now closed.  Don’t want to see all 35 of these?  Block ‘1000 Followers Special’.  Can’t read on mobile?  These will slowly be posted to AO3 starting in a few days as ‘Hold Up Half the Sky’.  A huge thank you to Xagrok for the beta’ing!

AND THIS IS IT!  DONESKI!  FINITO!!  AHAHAHA!!!

....so my 2k milestone is 50 people away.

.....I might wait till 2.5k

“Uh, Shiro, you doing okay?”

Shiro paused, feet stumbling mid-step before he found his pace again, then he frowned over at Hunk.  “What do you mean?”  

Glancing down pointedly at Shiro’s feet, Hunk shoved on his helmet.  “You look a little flustered.  You okay?”

“He means you’re sweating like Pidge,” Keith translated flatly.  “You don’t look so good.”

Oh, jeez.  Shiro huffed in frustration, glancing between them both.  There was silence ahead of them from Pidge and Lance, which meant they were listening in carefully.

Of course they picked now to actually listen to him.

...Eugh, Shiro’s temper really was shot.

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“Just a headache,” he told them.  “One of my quick colds.  I don’t think it’s a bad one.”

Lance huffed, his voice echoing back as Shiro put on his own helmet.  “You always say that.”

“Well, it’s almost always true,” Shiro replied.  He skidded to a stop in front of his zipline, glancing down.  For once, the drop made his stomach twist into knots.  Heights had never been a problem for Shiro (it had been harder to keep him from jumping off it), but right now the idea of swinging around was downright nauseating.  “We don’t have time for this.  Argue after we fight off the Galra, alright?”

Pidge made a grumpy noise, even as she hopped up to take hold of her own.  “Let’s make this quick, then.  You really look bad, Shiro.”

“Well, thanks,” he shot back, watching the rest of them grab on as well before taking hold of his own.  

He was right.  This as awful when he already had a headache.  By the time he was settled into Black, Shiro had to take several moments to catch his breath.

Then the sounds of fire against the castle shields snapped him out of it.  

Shiro could be sick later.  They just didn’t have time for this.

Hands on the controls, Shiro closed his eyes for just a second, connecting with Black.

For a moment, the familiar feeling hazed and nearly broke apart.  At first, Shiro thought it was because Black was joining the complaints about his health.  

Then he realized it was because of him.  Shiro’s concentration was shot.

Maybe he really was worse off than he’d thought.

Shiro took a deep breath, then focused again.  This time, Black met him eagerly, and his lion roared to life as they shot out, the last of the group to enter the battle.

It didn’t matter.  It really didn’t.  There was nothing he could do but fight.  He’d deal with it after, like he’d said.

“Shiro!”  Keith called, openly relieved.  “There you are.”

Shiro smiled back in case any of them pulled up the camera.  He hoped not.  All the comments about how bad he looked just left him self-conscious of it.  “Sorry, needed an extra minute.”  He dove in, tackling a ship tailing Pidge, knocking it away at speed, where it crashed into another ship.

“Did you throw up?” Hunk asked, instantly sympathetic.  “Throwing up in the suits sucks.  You can smell it, eugh.  You okay?”

Well, he’d been better before Hunk had started talking.  “I didn’t throw up,” he replied, voice sharp as he fought off the sudden mental picture.  It was vivid enough that Shiro could nearly smell it anyway, nearly taste the acid on his tongue-

“Just get your helmet off first.  Trust me.”

“Hunk, stop talking.”

The words came out harsher than he’d meant them too, urgency overriding his politeness.  In an instant, Shiro activated the jawblades on his lion and tore open the side of a ship.

Silence reigned.  “Dude,” Lance muttered, an immediate protective admonishment.

Shiro winced.  “I know you were trying to help,” he muttered.  “I apologize.”

“No, it wasn’t cool of me,” Hunk disagreed.  “If you’re already feeling sick, I wasn’t helping.  I’m sorry.”

“Everyone’s very sorry,” Pidge snapped back.  “Look, I’m all for playing nice, but the less time we spend on this the more time we spend on ending this sooner.  Then Shiro can be sick like a responsible paladin - in bed.”

Keith made a low noise. “Agreed,” he replied.  “This will be over quicker if we form Voltron.”

“We could use my bayard,” Hunk pointed out.  “It’ll clear out most of this pretty quick.  The rest will be clean-up.”

The suggestion hung in the air, each of them silent as they waited for Shiro’s call.

It should have been a no brainer.  But Shiro was all too aware of what they’d feel when they were connected to him.  Besides, Shiro had trouble keeping locked onto Black, much less four more minds.

But the allure of a quick finish was too strong to ignore.  “Let’s do it,” he replied, forcing his voice into confident command with long practice.

They connected immediately, but it was a rocky start.  The first touch of them made Shiro’s mind haze, his headache strengthening suddenly.  But he scrambled and caught out, Black guiding him through like he was taken by the hand.

Once in the connection, it was literally all Shiro could do to hold on.

“Shiro!” Lance called, voice rough.  “You said it was small.”

It had been when Shiro hadn’t been thinking about it.  Before the strain of the Black Lion and Voltron pulled him in too many directions.

Now, his headache was full on blinding, sparks flying behind his eyes.

Now, his stomach was turning on itself violently, and Shiro had to close his throat against the gags and heaves that wanted to escape.

Now, his muscles shook from the strain, all of him locked up in an effort to keep upright and in the moment.

In short, Shiro was completely stuck in place, unable to do more than breathe.

"Hunk," Keith called, snapping into action.  "Activate your bayard."

Pidge's frustration washed over them all.  "Are we sure?  We're really not stable, and keeping it together is hard enough without using the shoulder cannon."

Taking a deep breath, Shiro tried to agree, but nausea choked him instead.  He flashed his agreement down anyway, head swimming too much to create words.

"Keith's right," Lance agreed, and it was a sign of worry that it didn't sound awkward from him at all.  "We're this far, we can't just stand here and hope we don't get attacked.  Shiro's only going to get worse."

Shit, he never should have done this to them.

Vision hazing, Shiro curled upon himself, knees up to his chest.  Why was it so much worse, now?  He'd had a fever before, certainly, but nothing like this.

There was a rumble of an answer, and for a moment Shiro couldn't see the inside of the lion, but instead colors, energy, bright, moving, twisting, falling, colliding, fusing, trading-

It was a chaotic haze and Shiro's head pounded from it.  He closed his eyes against it, but he could still see it, and it made him feel like he was tilting and swirling.

Motion sickness, Shiro realized.  He'd never felt it like this.  During training for the Kerberos mission he'd gotten close, but this made him feel like he was going to spin out of control and never stop until his head came off.

Energy.  The word echoed in his head.  Quintessence.  It provides, and it is pulled.

Focusing again, Shiro was vaguely aware of voices, of intents and feelings, shared and separate, combined and focused.  The yellow-blue-green patch brightened, going painfully bright.  No, only the yellow was, and it travelled up, past green, until it was nearly at Shiro's face.  It flashed, and Shiro felt a tug, saw energy come from all of them and then leave.

Immediately after, Shiro slumped in his seat, and the vision left him.  He was back in the cockpit.

That was why.  The lions drew on them, both when they were individuals and when they were Voltron.  Now it wasn't just the Black Lion he was working with and strengthening, but all of them.

The Black Paladin was the head.  Shiro knew that.  He'd been told it from the beginning.  But he hadn't realized the strain of it.  The Black Lion tugged so much, and then the others on top of it...

It was energy his body didn't have to fight.  

It was energy Shiro needed.

But he hadn't had a choice.

"Is that enough?" Hunk asked.  "We can do another, if-"

"No," Shiro managed, and his voice sounded terrible, even to his own ears.  "Can't."

Just like that, they all separated.  Shiro just didn't have the energy to help keep them together.

He wasn't a limb.  Shiro was the torso and head, the connection.  He couldn't maintain it anymore.

Was he floating?  Was Black out of energy too?

No, he could still feel the chair under him.  Shiro was just still out.  He was losing it, floating away, his head heavy despite that, his lids trying to crash down, all of him torn in different directions, bubbling away in the armor.

A jolt startled him for a moment, and he vaguely heard the others talking, heard calls and commands, but he couldn't understand the words with his head so clogged and his mind so far away.

"You're okay," someone said, and Shiro didn't know who.  He didn't think they'd spoken.

Black?

Something tugged on Shiro's helmet, and he gazed up hazily to see Lance there.  Frowning, he placed his hand on Shiro's forehead, then pulled it back with a curse.  Shiro wasn't sure if it wasn't in English or if he was just too hazy to understand right now.

Meeting his gaze, Lance tried for a shaky smile.  "You're warm," he told Shiro, voice suggesting that Shiro should share the joke with him.

What was the joke?

Shiro stared back uncomprehendingly.

"Uh, I might need some help here," Lance called, looking back.  Yellow flashed over Shiro's eyes and he clenched them closed.  It was too bright, for one, and he was afraid of having his energy pulled so strongly again.  It would hurt.  It would leave him feeling worse.  Shiro didn't want it.  He protested when he felt a pull, kicking against it, but he started to float again-

Wait, not float.  He was held from behind.  Cracking his eyes back open, Shiro gaped at Hunk.  

Hunk smiled back down.  "I got you," he said.  "I can carry you, I promise.  I'm pretty strong."

Oh.  Okay.

Shiro leaned against Hunk's shoulder, utterly trusting.  If Hunk said he could, then he could, no questions asked.

Distantly, he heard Pidge talking fast, the way she always did when she was nervous.  From the lack of any audible response, she was probably on the comms.  Who was she talking to?  Were Allura and Coran okay?

Hunk took a step, and Shiro suddenly forgot about that.

"Um," he managed, struggling again.

Hunk held on tighter.  "Hey, I got you, remember?  You're not that heavy."

That wasn't the problem.  Why didn't he understand?  Each time Shiro tried to shift it made the problem worse.  He let out choked noises as he tried to communicate past the way his stomach was attempting to crawl out of him.

"Hunk, put him down," Keith said.  "He's going to-"

Shiro threw up.

Rather than let go, Hunk held out, even as he made a low, unhappy noise of his own.  "Guess I deserved that for before," he muttered.

"No," Shiro murmured. not really remembering what they were talking about, but not liking Hunk's tone.  "You did well.  M'proud.  All of you."

A burst of noise interrupted them, and Coran came in, bright oranges and blues and too much.  Shiro tried to hide his face in Hunk's chest, but the smell and hard planes of the armor made it uncomfortable.

"Here you go, Number One, a stretcher just for you.  I wish you'd said something!  Piloting a lion is a dangerous thing while you're already using your energy for something else, you know.  Why, I remember one time that King Alfor-"

Coran continued to chatter as he worked, getting Shiro onto the stretcher.  There was a flash of discomfort at being flat on his back on something medical, but Shiro was too tired to chase it.  Coran's chatter pushed it away anyway- there was no way he was somewhere bad if Coran was telling a silly story.  Around him, he could hear the other paladins, subdued but there.

Shiro was safe.

With that in mind, he drifted.

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BAND CAMP DAY 7

September 1st, 2017

Albus’ first year of Hogwarts--and my last Speaking of lasts, this is it, guys. The last band camp of my high school career.

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Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6

My 9th grade year, back in 2014, I did not have a tumblr. That’s one of the reasons those days weren’t recorded. The second was that there was no reason for me to. Why would I? I made new friends, I kept my old--just like that Girl Scout song about gold and silver circles (I should know--I’m still in Girl Scouts) And that band was the best thing of my freshman year. We had games every Friday night, we went to three competitions that year, all 60 people were the most family-like group I can remember. Practice Tuesday and Thursday until 4:30. Band was every day from 1:00-2:15. This was all in EST, of course. I have a lot of good memories from that time.

Of course, I moved, as you guys know. August 21st and 22nd of 2015. And because I moved here, I had to attend band camp here, naturally. So the July before we moved, I went to the band camp here. And it wasn’t the same. It was less strict, twice the size, not as family-like as I was told in an e-mail, and they only went to three or four games. No competitions. We didn’t march for the first days of band camp, and when we did, I was appalled. It was all Not Okay. I absolutely hated it. I went through that year pretty disgusted.

I needed a challenge--I told myself freshman year that being a drum major wasn’t for me. So there I was, as a drum major. 2016 band camp was year one of being a drum major, along with two very fun other guys (HDM and ODM). I was a nervous wreck, but it was better than 2015. Of course, marching and fundamentals were still not there.

Being a drum major was better than being on the field, so now it’s 2017, and I’m the “head” drum major. It was definitely different. The first year that I’ve known what I was doing, and it’s a very strange feeling. As long as I don’t pay attention to any of the marching--everything’s fine, right? Nah. This band will never live up to my old band for a multitude of reasons. I had so much more fun my freshman year, and it was so ordered because of how serious it was. This band will never be that serious--it wasn’t meant to be. No competitions, no away games. Not as many trips on the band bus, either, because of all of that.  So, look. I will always and forever have my old band in the limelight. I was angry from moving, and I’m still angry at times. I was disappointed my 10th grade year, and it carried to 12th. Maybe not as heavily since I’ve gotten more and more used to it, but I’m kind of stubborn sometimes. And annoying. But it’s the last day of my high school band camp, and let’s get into it.

This Morning:

I started the first BC post with the word “tonight,” so it’s only right that this one is “this morning.”

I mean, I could have put “tonight”

But I doubt 9AM is counted as “night.”

I get there early, as always, hang out at the front, look at the board, see that the order for our first marching game has changed, and question reality

I don’t even remember much of the beginning

X gets there, and I talk to FHF and probably my brother

And then we start

Y isn’t there, and we’re running through all of pregame, so X and I try dividing up Y’s songs. I’ll do Seven Nation Army, and he can do Illinois Loyalty, and then I’ll do Land of 1000

Of course, while we conduct our actual songs as well

Y comes in during that, though, so they got to conduct two of their songs while I did SNA

That’s a relief, though, because all three drum majors are good to have

We finish that up, and I, of course, have to conduct the SSB at the end. Not as good as that other time, that’s for sure.

Apparently a lot of fish don’t know what SSB stands for

My brother’s doing well, by the way

Honestly the first hour and a half wasn’t anything special

A little bit of sass and sarcasm here and there, but nothing remember-worthy, apparently

There was one song that we played and the band director tossed his drum stick (I think), fell off the drum set, caused the band to completely falter, and then HDM (yes, HDM) had to clap to the beat to get everyone back on track

It was interesting. And funny

I think it was Land of 1000--Y was conducting. I think.

I think the only person who really caught what happened was FHF because she had the biggest reaction

Though she’s loud so all of her reactions are fairly big

When X conducts, HDM makes faces at him, and it’s really fun to watch

But he doesn’t make faces at me so I think that’s Rude

But ODM will occasionally nod so it’s okay

Now we’re on break

Come back, more playing. Halftime show stuff

The drum line comes in and we do a tiny bit of pregame

SSB pt 2 wasn’t good

I blame everyone who wasn’t paying attention to me. No one was.

But that’s fun because then the entire band freaks out when I start counting off. And the band director did say “start whenever.”

I did that twice--by the way. Why call them to attention when you can watch everyone freak out instead?

OH, MY GODS

I FORGOT

So there’s this fish trumpet player, and he was wearing a blue shirt today

And I swear to the gods I can’t stand the dude

The band director said we’d be running through the entirety of pregame, so get all of the music you need beforehand.

This. Kid. Did. Not. He got up to get his music every time we switched songs. Excuse me? No. No. No.

That was disruptive--waiting for him every time

AND THEN HE WOULDN’T EVEN PLAY

He would sit there and maybe dab back and forth

I swear to the gods

Like, you--

--idiot

I asked my brother later on about the kid. Apparently the dude is incredibly smart, in all of the advanced classes, a fantastic trumpet player, etc

Are

You

Kidding

Me

I can’t stand whatever this Prodigy Kid™ is

That was pregame (the first 45 mins)

In the story, we’re in halftime (the second 45 mins)

This might end up being really out of order

We play I Just Can’t Wait to be King first, which, if you remember, is my song

For now

That was a bit of a surprise, but okay

I wasn’t on the podium for it. I was standing next to it with the band director on the podium

All of the drum majors had to do that

But I was the only one who didn’t have to start the band

Anyway, after we finish playing and the drum line is with us, we decide to teach the fish The Kick

This is a kick that we do in parades and the cue is a drum cadence called 1979 or something like that

So we teach the fish

I was on the podium while we taught them that (this was right after SSB pt 2 (after halftime rehearsal, before the halfway point of one and a half hours)

It was interesting watching them learn

I mean, I remember learning

I didn’t get it until our first parade

When someone in my grade was like, “It’s alright--you’ll know it after the parade.”

Yeah, I knew it after that parade

So, we teach them that, and then we head outside!

We decide not to do pregame drill today (yessss)

Drum Majors grab the sound system and the podium, we set up, and we stand on the sideline to figure out the salute

WE FIGURED IT OUT

I mean, a lot of messing around

And we literally high-five during it

But WE GOT IT X isn’t really the guy to have fun with Y and me, as I’m seeing

Then we watch the band because doing stuff isn’t fun

Watching people do stuff is

JUST KIDDING

Watching them wasn’t fun because their fundamentals aren’t anywhere near good, and I want to die

Oh, by the way, ODM and I nod at each other a lot. It’s fun

Eventually, we do “practice pregame” stuff. Nothing official, but it’s to get people kinda used to it. We do some of the moving and some of the run-on

The

Run-on

I ALMOST DIED

OKAY

I ALMOST DID

Basically, I have to run through the tubas and drum line, and the gaps weren’t big and Y and I had to switch places while running because of Things, and it’s going to be like that for the game

But I am not a runner

And running is not my forte

(get it)

and yeah

The band wasn’t that fast, though? We made it just fine. Nothing like last year.

We’ll see what happens when the year starts. 

Anyway, we do that stuff, and we do that stuff more than once

ouch

And then the band director with the mic (the other two don’t have mics and were judging from the sidelines. It’s funny) says to gather by the podium

Logically, he’s going to climb the podium

So I do

And then after a few minutes I’m told to get down

Of course

Y climbed with me

I got down, sat in the grass

There’s a “take a knee” campaign while the band director was talking

A handful of the band took a knee and no one else did

They tried, though

And then the band director wants us to learn a cheer

And the band votes for one of the percussionists to do it, and then for ODM to do it, so they do it together.

ONE BAND

ONE SOUND

x3

It’s not my favourite, but it works

I don’t even remember if my old band had a chant (That’s not good--that I don’t remember)

I think I just don’t like this one because it’s like “Hey this isn’t your old band.”

And then we went in

And got popsicles

Apparently “popsicle” is supposed to be capitalized?

I’m not going to

Before I forget: shouting is a thing

Anyway, those popsicles were really good

OH MAN

There was one point when the band was marching in a block, and us drum majors were sitting on the sidelines. During this block, the band would face us and march towards us until there were only feet away.

They also stopped facing us

Anyway, FHF messed up once, and she landed on her spot, but did a weird spin-thing in frustration and landed off her mark

To which I corrected her

I also made her get some of the sound stuff

Which made her lose her music

And then we “argued” about who was bossy

And she got her music back

And ODM was holding the band room door open, and when I walked in, HDM was like, “QUICK CLOSE IT ON THE DRUM MAJOR” Me: “RUDE” HDM, imitating me: “rOOd”

I have friends who spell that as “r00d”

that’s off track

Anyway, when we get to the band room, ODM and HDM have lockers really close together, so I went to them, put my arms on my shoulders and was like, “I miss you guys” “We miss you too--but you’re doing well” “Thanks! The run-on is really confusing, though” “So it’s when [this] happens, but don’t run right away. Wait a beat.” “You’re the leader. The band will follow the drum majors. Run whenever.” We then joked about running before the whistle

It was really nice conversation

Anyway, I think that’s it. I think that’s all.

I really hope I’m not forgetting anything

I’ll update if I think of anything--or if Y or FHF says something like “What about [this]?”

I usually do update it

But, yeah

It’s been fun, guys

Thank you for letting me rant

And thank you for reading

It’s been one heck of a ride

HERE’S THE DEAL GUYS. I am going into my senior (12th grade) year. This is my last year of grade school, and my last year of becoming disappointed by band camp. I do plan on continuing marching band in college, but as I am a flute player, I don’t know if I’ll be able to. It depends on where I go. I also play clarinet, but there’s no way of knowing if I’ll be good enough. I have this year to practice. I’m not one to get my hopes up, so this might be my last band camp post ever. Thank you guys so much for reading and experiencing this with me. I get absolutely no feedback whatsoever (well, now I get FHF, but besides her), so I don’t actually know what you guys think of this. It helps me and gives me something to look forward to. Thank you guys, so, so much. And if I am in marching band next year, I’ll tell you when I know. I love you guys. I miss my old band, my old friends. Just to say it one last time. Just know it’s true. I miss you guys.

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It is advisable to employ a law firm when generating your claim otherwise you’ll be facing a multi-million or also multi-billion pound international insurance company on your own with no qualified appropriate representation. We see many cases where injured folks are persuaded to settle for many people times less than their claim is actually worth because they haven’t taken legal advice.

So contact us today if you want to know more about setting up a claim. There is no obligation to claim with us and one of our lawyers will talk to you for free with regards to your whiplash injury, or any personal injury you’ve experienced

Why Choose Our Injury Solicitors?

If you are preparing to filing a car crash compensation claim, and you need to, it is always best if you have a solicitor representing you for a lot of reasons.

First and primary, with a solicitor by your side, the car insurance company aren’t going to be so quick to tempt you having a dismal settlement in exchange for dismissing the situation.

Many car insurance companies make their money off of coercing accident victims into entering a fast settlement instead of dragging the truth in court. While this may appear to be a good offer during the time, the truth is, what they offer is likely to be far lower than what you have entitlement to and what you will eventually get in case you file an accident compensation claim.

The Law Society itself had a page that explains why you should think twice about accepting the initial offer you’re made.

Another reason for hiring an individual injury solicitor is they are experienced and will know exactly how to present your situation and what factors to incorporate in the presentation so that you get the highest compensation doable.

With decades of knowledge in personal injury claims for instance car accidents and whiplash claims, our own solicitors are experts inside No Win-No Fee claims. Besides our excellent reputation for our expertise we are a lawyer that cares about our clients and supply a service that is the best.

We provide any leads a free initial consultation where they’ll receive confidential legal advice about the injury claim that you would like to pursue, with absolutely absolutely no obligation to assign your claim to us.

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Ways To Claim Whiplash Injury Compensation After A Motor Accident In Colwall

How To Apply For Whiplash Injury Compensation After A Car Accident In Colwall

020 3600 0324

Whiplash is suffered by hundreds of road accident victims everyday. If it happens to you, the law says that you are entitled compensation

Many of us don’t realise the severity of whiplash and the impact it leaves on a person’s life.

There really are numerous different ways to endure this elusive injury. Some can leave you experiencing the pain for days, others months, and some never really disappear completely.

What is whiplash?

Whiplash is also known as a neck sprain or even neck strain. It is an injury for the soft tissues of the actual neck and back and is defined as an injury caused by way of a severe jerk to your head, typically in a accident. It’s common in metropolitan traffic accidents, and while symptoms might take 6-12 hours to develop, they could keep getting worse for many days.

 What is the Most Prevalent Cause of Whiplash?

The commonest cause of whiplash is usually a rear shunt car incident where one vehicle runs into the back of yet another. Whiplash can occur at an accident of any speed, and even happen at speeds only 5 to 8 MPH.

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Greater injury can occur if the person’s head is turned during the time of impact or if they’re surprised and unprepared for your collision. A history of neck injury might also contribute to increased whiplash discomfort. The amount of pain someone suffers after an crash is complicated by of which individual’s susceptibility to injury-which could be difficult to predict.

There are lots of ways to you can suffer a whiplash injury, but car accident is the most common

What are the Signs?

Stiffness in the neck- soreness and difficulty moving the neck, especially when trying to show the head to the side.

Blurred vision- a deficit of sharpness of vision leading to the inability to see depth.

Headaches- a tightening around the head and neck, followed by aches.

Lower back pain- any pain relating to the bottom of your ribcage into the top of the legs.

Dizziness- a feeling of spinning and shedding one’s balance.

Ringing from the ears (tinnitus)

Sleep disturbances

Irritability

Tingling or numbness in the arms

Difficulty concentrating

Give us a call today on: 020 3600 0324 to determine how much you could be entitled to.

How to treat whiplash?

In the event you’ve been injured, you must seek the advice of a medical professional. Most whiplash symptoms on the back and neck may be treated with ‘over the counter’ painkillers and ice to lessen pain, swelling, and muscle tissue spasms.

In some cases a quick course of spinal mobilization can assist in restoring normal positioning from the muscles and joints permitting for an active remedy program. Physical therapy aids you to increase circulation, restore range of flexion, and promote healing.

How much time does whiplash last?

Whiplash generally only lasts a few days, but can last greater year in severe circumstances.

What is the typical whiplash payout?

There are many factors which are taken into consideration when whiplash compensation is being calculated.

The severity of the injury dictates the amount of general damages paid, but financial losses and how the injury has impacted your lifestyle can also make up a significant part of the claim.

The majority of whiplash injuries are classified as minor, with an average recovery time of close to 4-5 weeks. 90% of folks fully recover within 11 weeks. For these cases, the approximate selection of compensation payouts is between £1, 000 and £5, 000. For a lot of the other 10% or thus, where there is neck pain that lasts only a few years, the range is just about £5, 000 to £8, 900, escalating to around £16, 000 where there exists permanent or recurring agony.

At the other end with the scale, a small community of patients suffer permanent cervical spine damage, resulting in chronic ache or headaches and a number of other symptoms, which are frequently exacerbated by long-term depressive disorder. For these people, compensation up to £95, 000 can always be paid.

Looking to claim?

If you would like know how Guaranteed Compensation will let you, call: 020 3600 0324 now to see steps to make your personal injury claim

Whiplash Compensation – An extensive Guide

Guaranteed Compensation manage thousands of whiplash compensation claims where damage may be caused to the soft tissue inside neck resulting in pain to the neck, shoulders, back and even to the legs and arms in more severe situations. We are experts in settling these kind of personal injury claims as well as our lawyers are highly trained in recovering the perfect payouts for whiplash and also other injuries.

We are committed to providing access to justice for injured people so we requires on claims with some sort of no-win no-fee guarantee for almost any genuine injury suffered within the accident that was certainly not your fault.

 There tend to be many questions around claiming compensation. This guide is to help let you know your rights and the options you have to claim whiplash.

Whiplash injuries can take several days to produce following an accident and so it’s important you monitor your overall health over this time as well as seek medical advice such as visiting your GP if you suffer from any of the typical whiplash symptoms:

Neck ache.

Back pain.

Dizziness.

Headaches.

Difficulty slumbering.

Arm or leg pain/ distress.

Whiplash occurs when your neck accelerates and decelerates quickly, snapping back like a new whip. This can happen in the forward and back motion by way of example if someone has hit your vehicle from behind, but also if the collision is from the side and there is a side to side movement from the neck.

Read our guide to claiming for the motorcycle accident.

If the pain or whiplash symptoms last a short time and can be taken care of with painkillers then it’s unlikely you will have a serious enough injury to produce a compensation claim through a lawyer. However, if any of the actual symptoms last for longer than the usual week or two then you definitely should contact us to determine if we may help you recover your compensation from the third party.

How Should I Make a Whiplash Compensation Claim?

Fortunately making a whiplash injury compensation claim utilizing the professionals of Guaranteed Compensation is actually incredibly simple. We do all the efforts and handle the authorized paperwork while keeping you updated with the progress every step with the way.

Once you’ve given a call, we will go through the details of your particular case so you need to explain how the car accident happened and what your own injuries are. Photos and medical evidence is always helpful when we present your claim to the third party.

Our solicitors will continue to work on your claim, using your evidence along with medical reports to build the perfect case for compensation for the other side. We uses all our experience in addition to industry knowledge to negotiate the absolute maximum compensation for you.

Once we’ve received an offer from the third party insurers we’ll speak to you about if you should accept or if we should continue the claim. A number of people prefer to take an earlier offer and others desire to fight on.

Once an offer may be accepted and we’ve received the money from the insurers, we’ll send you a cheque immediately for the compensation amount and because we offer a no-win no-fee assurance, on the very rare occasion we don’t win your case then you have no financial danger whatsoever.

How Long To produce a Whiplash Claim?

There aren’t many lawyers that can settle circumstances as quickly as Guaranteed Compensation while still recovering the utmost possible in compensation. Our lawyers are among the most beneficial in the industry in addition to we were recently graded 4th in england for lawyer productivity and top of all the specialist personal injury businesses.

We have settled whiplash claims within a couple weeks but some more complex cases might take several months. We aim to allow you to get the most money within the shortest time as we all know it’s important to help you in relation to recovery. Our specialist legal team can give you an indication of the time your whiplash claim will take when you’re through the specific details of your case with these individuals.

How Much Can My spouse and i Claim?

It’s always worth talking with one of our qualified solicitors as you could be entitled to thousands regarding pounds in damages. The average whiplash injury might be assigned a figure of around £1000-£2000 but much more serious injuries with long term implications is usually settled for hundreds and hundreds of pounds.

We represented one client whose car was struck by the combine harvester whilst he / she was stationary at a set of traffic lights. He suffered soft tissue injuries towards neck (whiplash), and the onset of angina a result of the stress of this accident. He was left with pain and discomfort for over a yr. Our legal team negotiated 51% greater than the first insurer offer and ultimately settled for £5, 000 inside damages.

Why Use a lawyer?

It is advisable to employ a law firm when generating your claim otherwise you’ll be facing a multi-million or also multi-billion pound international insurance company on your own with no qualified appropriate representation. We see many cases where injured folks are persuaded to settle for many people times less than their claim is actually worth because they haven’t taken legal advice.

So contact us today if you want to know more about setting up a claim. There is no obligation to claim with us and one of our lawyers will talk to you for free with regards to your whiplash injury, or any personal injury you’ve experienced

Why Choose Our Injury Solicitors?

If you are preparing to filing a car crash compensation claim, and you need to, it is always best if you have a solicitor representing you for a lot of reasons.

First and primary, with a solicitor by your side, the car insurance company aren’t going to be so quick to tempt you having a dismal settlement in exchange for dismissing the situation.

Many car insurance companies make their money off of coercing accident victims into entering a fast settlement instead of dragging the truth in court. While this may appear to be a good offer during the time, the truth is, what they offer is likely to be far lower than what you have entitlement to and what you will eventually get in case you file an accident compensation claim.

The Law Society itself had a page that explains why you should think twice about accepting the initial offer you’re made.

Another reason for hiring an individual injury solicitor is they are experienced and will know exactly how to present your situation and what factors to incorporate in the presentation so that you get the highest compensation doable.

With decades of knowledge in personal injury claims for instance car accidents and whiplash claims, our own solicitors are experts inside No Win-No Fee claims. Besides our excellent reputation for our expertise we are a lawyer that cares about our clients and supply a service that is the best.

We provide any leads a free initial consultation where they’ll receive confidential legal advice about the injury claim that you would like to pursue, with absolutely absolutely no obligation to assign your claim to us.

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