#amanda terrorizes the art tag

[wifihunters]

late upload but my piece for @vermilionzines last bloodborne round!

i had this concept in mind since... i played bloodborne, never attempted it though. fitting for "whom the bell chimes" as a zine ♥

[barkilphedros-hat]

Tagged by @lapis-lazuliie and thought it fun! 🥰

Pick 5 tv shows:

1• Inside No 9

2• The Terror

3• The Dark Crystal - Age of Resistance

4• Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency

5• The League of Gentlemen

The answer the following questions:

Who is your favourite character in 2? : James Fitzjames, without a doubt. I was DEVASTATED when I realised what he was asking Crozier to do in episode 9 😭😭

Who is your least favourite character in 1?: Connie from Empty Orchestra can go bite it tbh, can’t stand a bully 😤

What is your favourite episode of 4?: Probably the pilot episode Horizons, because it set up both the concept and the mystery so well!

What is your favourite season of 5?: Gonna have to say series 2, mainly because I love the homage to Frankenstein throughout the finale 😅

Favourite couple in 3?: Okay so they aren’t really a couple couple, but the friendship between Hup and Deet owns my WHOLE heart. I relate to Hup because I too would start a bar fight because people were mean to Deet (beloved)

Favourite season of 2?: Alas it was a mini series so I would have to say that single one. (I haven’t seen Terror : Infamy yet...)

How long have you watched 1?: Only a few months, not counting the half episode I saw a year ago 😅

How did you become interested in 3?: I loved the original movie so much so was both excited and terrified for the possibility of a prequel. I was worried they were going to make it a big CGI fest until I saw the trailer, said “oh that’s a PUPPET-” and proceeded to cry on the bus. It honestly means so much to me 😭 I loved it so much I went and got a tattoo of Deet 😍😍

Favourite couple in 2?: I’m Fitzier trash and will not apologise.

Favourite episode of 1?: Too many to choose from! That’s the curse of anthology shows 😂 but if I had to pick one, probably Simon Says

Favourite episode of 5?: Again, it’s a toughie! But probably the series 2 finale Royston Vasey and the Monster from Hell.

Which do you prefer? 1, 2 or 5?: Oh that’s CRUEL. I’m gonna say 1 and continue to feel bad for the rest of the day 😭

Pair two people from 1 that would make a strange but weirdly okay couple?: Tabitha from The Harrowing and Maurice from Private View. They can go around being art snobs together and I love that for them.

Overall which has the better storyline? 3 or 5?: Gonna have to say 3 here. I’m sorry but sometimes I love a classic Good vs Evil fantasy 😅

Which has the better theme music, 2 or 4?: 2. Dirk Gently didn’t really ~have~ a theme but The Terror’s theme is so atmospheric.

Which show have you seen more of? 1 or 3?: 1, simply by virtue of there being more episodes and the rewatch value is crazy 😂

If you could be anyone from 4, who would it be? Amanda was honestly so cool in the second season. I wanna be a witchakookoo with the Rowdy Psychic Vampire Boys 😂

I tag: @zombiebrainsoup @floragraysteel and @certusbiscuit if you wanna do it!! 🧡🧡

[lily-of-elysium]

I was tagged by the amazing @mlle-julies-letter-opener! Thank you so much lovely! 🖤

Name/nickname: Manda but I’m totally open to other nicknames if you want to give me one!

Gender: Female

Star sign: Taurus

Height: About 5’4”

Time: 10:40 p.m.

Birthday: April 25th 

Favorite bands: Eisley, The Decemberists, Tegan and Sara, Metric, Young the Giant, Cold War Kids, Delta Rae, Saint Motel, flora cash, The National, Coco Rosie, Arctic Monkeys, Chvrches, Fleetwood Mac, My Brightest Diamond, Emily Wells, Stars, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, The Kills, Silversun Pickups, Night Terrors of 1927, Daughter, Dry the River, The Bird and the Bee, others 

Favorite artists: Lana Del Rey, Lorde, Gin Wigmore, Ivy Levan (her older work), Lola Blanc, Alex Winston, Halsey, Lia Ices, St. Vincent, Banks, Michl, Iron and Wine, Kate Bush, Loboda, Simon Wilcox, Regina Spektor, Zella Day, Melissa McClelland, Marina, City and Colour, Damien Rice, others     

I also want to list some pop surrealist artists I love in case you want to check them out: Mark Ryden, Brandi Milne, Camille Rose Garcia, Tara Mcpherson, Camilla d’Errico, Gustavo Rimada, Jennybird Alcantara, Amy Sol, Audrey Kawasaki, Mab Graves, Lori Earley 

Last movie: I haven’t watched one in the past few days 

Last show: Ratched 

When did I create this blog: In February of 2019 

What do I post: Whatever resonates with me! Art, music, fashion, the mystical,  words and my own work as well. 

Last thing you googled: A question about music theory 

Other blogs: I post my poetry and the words of others to @blackmoonmusings, I post my music to @amandasheehansinger, I post my photography to @aphelion333photography and I post my drawings to @amandasheehanart. The most active of the blogs is Blackmoonmusings. I have two other blogs that I won’t name as they are very inactive right now. 

Why I chose my url: It’s my stage name for my music (my real name is Amanda Sheehan) 

Average hours of sleep: 7 or 8 

Lucky number: I don’t think I have one but my favorite number is 777

What am I wearing: Warm black pajamas 

Dream job: In the arts 

Dream trip: Going back to Iceland and seeing the central part of it that I missed seeing during my previous trips there. 

Favourite food: BREAD 

Nationality: American 

Favourite song: Born to Die by Lana Del Rey 

Last book read: The Selected Poems of Marina Tsvetaeva 

Top three fictional universes I’d like to live in: A Haruki Murakami universe, and  I just really wish I’d lived during the golden age of Hollywood 

I shall tag: Whoever feels like doing this! I’d love to read your answers! 

[impala-dreamer]

Another Life

SPN FanFic

~Y/N remembers Castiel to a very important new life.~

Castiel x Reader, Mentions of Sam and Dean

974 Words

Warnings: Bittersweet Angst

A/N: For my Fic Imitating Art Challenge! Art and title by @mariekoukie6661 and fic by me :) Hope you enjoy!

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She liked to sit in the cemetery on a blanket beneath the big angel statue. It was stone and cliche, but it was close enough. If only they made statues with trench coats.

Y/N took a deep breath and leaned back, settling on her arms behind her. Her fingertips brushed the grass and she stretched them out happily. Some might find it a morbid thing to do, hanging out in cemeteries, picnicking with the monuments, but Y/N found it comforting. She rested there beneath the aged stone, occasionally picking out a crack to follow to its source, but mostly just being there, close, safe.

Most days she talked out loud, letting the faint wind carry her whispers through the gravestones. She wove tales of bravery, of terror, of love. The statues listened intently and the sunset dimmed the world to set the mood.

Of all the beings she had encountered, human and supernatural alike, he had to be the most amazing. Perhaps it was the fact that, in meeting him, all of her childhood prayers we validated, knowing there really was a god. But it was something more. He was the most amazing thing Y/N had ever seen and from the first moment they met, his name echoed in her soul.

Castiel.

His blue eyes burned bright with Grace that could barely be contained. Often sad or confused, but she liked to think they looked happy when he cast them upon her.

The first time she kissed him, Cas had kept his eyes open, the blue deepening to a cobalt as Y/N surprised him with her tongue. Big hands lifted to frame her face as she massaged his lips with hers, breathing into his mouth like he was the only thing keeping her alive.

Castiel had never experienced such a kiss and he watched closely as her eyes fluttered beneath her lids, lashes subtly twitching, body still but every atom in motion. He felt her push against him, felt her blood pulsing under her skin, heart racing, electrical impulses firing in her mind. He could see her very soul in that kiss and it knocked him for a loop.

She pulled back with a smile, biting the last taste of him from her bottom lip. “Hi,” she said stupidly, lost to the moment and the look of infatuation in his eyes.

“You’re trembling,” he whispered, deep voice cracking over each word.

“I’m in love.” She blushed, cheeks burning beneath his fingertips. “I love you, Castiel.”

He took the leap this time, finally closing his eyes as their lips met, blocking out the universe and every other thought except how good it felt to taste her like this.

Angels weren’t supposed to fall in love, not with humans, not with anything. And yet, he knew he could never let her go.

The air grew a little bit colder, the sky a little bit darker, but Y/N wasn’t ready to leave just yet. She shrugged on her sweater, pulling it tight across her chest, and crossed her legs as she sat up and watched the light flicker through the trees.

A gentle breeze caught her by surprise, the sudden surge of air making her gasp and bring it deep inside. She liked to imagine him on the wind, his Grace reaching out from far away to comfort her. She closed her eyes and let it wash across her face, that sweet caress of the autumn wind.

“You can’t go!” Y/N screamed, voice echoing through the Bunker halls as Castiel walked away, trench coat flapping defiantly behind him.

He turned, polished heel squeaking on the tile. He rushed back to her, face aflame with frustration and worry. “I have to go. Dean needs me.”

Y/N’s chest burned. “We need you,” she cried. Hot tears spilled but were ignored, no caring thumbs reaching up to wipe them away, no sleeve given in comfort. “Please, Cas. I have a bad feeling about this.”

He softened for a moment and put his hand on the back of her neck, drawing her closer. Their foreheads met and his blue eyes fell closed. Just a moment of peace between them. “You always have a bad feeling, Y/N. Trust me, everything will be fine.”

The lie was in his kiss and in her heart as she nodded and let him go.

Y/N rubbed her belly as she spoke, whispering stories of Castiel to his unborn daughter as they sat in the cemetery beneath a poor representation of the warrior she knew.

“I told him I hope you have his eyes, but he didn’t understand.” She laughed at the memory of Castiel’s nose scrunching up in confusion. “They were so blue, little one. So blue. Like the sky.”

Another breeze touched her face, lifting the hair back from her eyes and she smiled.

“Daddy’s up in the sky, little one. Up in Heaven.”

The baby kicked hard and Y/N groaned as a web of pain wrapped tight around her middle. It was getting close. Sam wouldn’t let her sneak away to sit with the dead much longer.

“I’ll be up there soon,” she said softly, massaging the ache in her lower back. “Very soon.”

The nephallium fluttered in her belly and Y/N laughed. “Yes, and you’ll be out and about. I wish I could see you grow up, but I know you’ll be beautiful and strong. I know you’ll be good for Uncle Sam. He needs a friend right now, especially with me leaving.” Tears formed but Y/N choked them back. “He’s lost so much. We all have.”

Orange and pink filled the sky as the sun took its final bow, slipping silently behind the treeline.

“But don’t be sad, little one,” she smiled. “We’ll all be together again. In another life.”

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“Roadtrip with Rafael: Part One”

Ok, I had this idea in my head for ages and it took me forever to get it done (writer’s block is a bitch!) I hope you all like it! 

 Part Two 

Epilogue  

Thanks for all the likes, reblogs, and comments! I read them all and they make my day! 😊

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Rafael stood outside the precinct, tapping his foot impatiently and checking his watch every few minutes. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed your number for the 5th time that morning.

You heard your phone buzz in your pocket. “Must be Barba.” You thought to yourself. Speeding down the road, you glanced at the clock, it was 6:45 am. Both of you were on your way to Buffalo, New York for an assignment and you were late picking him up.

A week ago, your squad had arrested a serial rapist and murderer, James Cleary. Cleary had terrorized the city for a month, raping and murdering 5 young college girls. There were also several other cold cases which you believed were linked to him. During an interrogation, he had let it slip that his killing spree had begun in Buffalo with his old army buddy, Michael Shaw. Shaw had already been arrested for theft and murder in upstate New York, your lieutenant had arranged for a meeting with him in the hopes he would provide information on Cleary and his victims. Rafael had made an agreement with the DA in Buffalo, Shaw would get a deal in exchange for his testimony against Cleary.

Rafael turned his head and held his arms up in exasperation upon seeing you pull up to the front of the precinct. “You’re 45 minutes late, Y/N!” The ADA exclaimed as he got in the car. “We have a scheduled appointment with Shaw at 2:30! It’s a 7 hour drive upstate. What if we miss it?”

You rubbed your temples, it was too early in the morning to hear Barba barking in your ear. “Calm your tits, Barba! I’m sorry, I set my alarm for “PM” instead of “AM.” Besides, the way I drive...we’ll be there with time to spare.” You said pulling back onto the street and speeding down the block.

“Great...as long we make it there in one piece.” Rafael grumbled. You reached down into the car console and handed him the extra coffee and breakfast burrito you brought him. “Just relax, Rafael. Have some coffee, eat some breakfast and we’ll be there before you know it.” He graciously accepted both, “Thanks,” he replied.

When you first found out that you would be accompanying Rafael to Buffalo, you were less than thrilled. This was your first big assignment and you wanted to do a great job without any distractions or fighting. You and Rafael always seemed to be butting heads. Your first time meeting the ADA, he had mistaken you for an intern and tried to shoo you out of his office. A year later and you both still pushed each other’s buttons, but as much as you bickered with Rafael, even you had to admit that the two of you did make a great team. You both brought out the best in each other, always pushing the other to be better, get more evidence, find a new way to prosecute a case.

Underneath the arguing, there was also an undeniable sexual chemistry between you two. He may have been an ass, but Rafael was incredibly sexy, many times you would watch as he confidently strutted into the bullpen. His seductive green eyes, lustrous hair and that ass that reminded you of two scoops of butter pecan ice cream, you didn’t know if you wanted to fight him or grab him by the lapels and kiss him hard. For awhile, you thought your lusting after Rafael was completely one sided but there were moments when you would catch him staring at you. As soon as your eyes would meet, he would adjust his tie and clear his throat, a flush creeping up on his face, which made you think perhaps this lust filled infatuation was mutual.

On your way over to the precinct this morning, you made a pact with your head and your heart. You would try to be more open to Rafael’s side, especially when it came to this case and squash any burning desire you had to ride his thick Cuban cock into the sunset. “Open mind, closed legs” was your mantra for the trip. Of course being inches away from Rafael, breathing in the heady scent of his cologne, was making the closed legs portion of your promise incredibly difficult to uphold.

You stopped at a red light and turned to face the ADA, “Look, I know we don’t always see eye to eye on certain things, but I want to try to work together and not argue so much. Let’s just have a good trip and nail this bastard.”

Rafael smirked and nodded his head, “I agree.” You smiled and waited for the light to turn.

While you were focusing on the road, Rafael looked over at you, studying your profile. He thought you were an amazing detective, which is why he would push you as much as he did. He also liked that you gave as much as you got. Although you and him always seemed to disagree, there was something more between you two, bubbling beneath the surface. Often Rafael would find himself stealing glances of you, taking in your large eyes, shapely mouth, the way your hair framed your face, he thought you were the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Over the months, his desire for you grew stronger.  While laying in bed, he would think about what it would be like to kiss you, to taste you, to feel your legs wrapped around him while you moaned his name. Sometimes, he would catch you out of the corner of his eye, staring at him, blushing and biting your bottom lip, only causing blood to pump further south to his shaft.

“You’re awfully quiet, counselor.” You casually said waking Rafael from his reverie. “Do you want to listen to some music? If I have to drive for 7 hours in silence, I’ll go crazy.” You handed your phone over to the ADA. Rafael looked through your playlists, amazed at your collection. “Oh my God, Y/N. How can you have so music! You really listen to all of this?”

You shrugged your shoulders, “I love music, how it makes you feel, the significance behind songs, the artistry. It’s really beautiful. I can go from listening to Spice Girls in the morning, by lunchtime I’ll switch over to Hole or some Fleetwood Mac and end the day with Childish Gambino or Leon Bridges. It’s amazing how in one day, your mood can just change all through music. It can make you happy or sad, it’s like….art in motion, people baring their souls in just a few short minutes of a song. Nietzsche said, “without music, life would be a mistake.”

Rafael looked at you amazed, he had no idea how passionate you were about music. “So do you always make your passengers the DJ and quote German philosophers?” You giggled, blushing a little. Rafael deciding it was the cutest thing he had ever heard. “German philosophers no, but I always let my driving partner pick the music and the squad loves it. Fin plays 90s hip hop, we listen to Wu-Tang Clan while we debate about who shot Tupac and Biggie Smalls. Sonny and I rock out to The Ramones and The Clash. Amanda has opened me up to country music and we both love Old Crow Medicine Show. Mike is all about the Bruce Springsteen and Billy Joel.”

“What about Olivia?” He asked. You looked over at Rafael. “Promise not to tell?”

“Of course,” he replied with a smirk. You let out a breath, “Olivia loves disco.” Rafael began to laugh upon hearing the guilty pleasure of his good friend. “You’re lying, Y/N.”

“Would I lie to you? I promise, she is a major disco queen. We listen to Abba, Gloria Gaynor, Donna Summer, the Bee Gees, everything.”

“Olivia Benson….disco queen.” Rafael mumbled as he looked through your playlist, finding his choice. “Ok, Y/N. You ready for my song choice.”

You playfully purred, “Mmmmm do your worst, Rafael.” He smirked at you and pressed play, suddenly the car was filled with the opening song to Hamilton. You smiled, surprised at his choice. “I never took you for a Hamilton fan, counselor.”

“Well, there’s a lot you don’t know about me, detective.” Rafael replied. “Well we have 7 hours, tell me everything.” You playfully demanded.

The two of you rocked out to Hamilton, even singing a few songs together, when the soundtrack finished, there was still 5 hours left of your road trip. The two of you passed the time talking about everything, your childhoods, likes, dislikes, your passions. By the time you reached Buffalo, you both had a new found appreciation for each other, you really enjoyed talking to the ADA. The conversation felt comfortable, it was almost as if the walls Rafael had built up over the years were starting to break down and you were just now getting to know him for the first time.

The two of you made it to Buffalo Correctional Facility with 20 minutes to spare. Sitting next to the ADA, you both waited for Michael Shaw to come out of his cell.You jostled your leg, starting to feel nervous, you really were hoping Shaw could give you the information you needed. You felt Rafael’s hand on your shaking leg, his fingertips radiating warmth, “Hey, Y/N. It’s going to be ok.” You gifted him a small smile, while he gave your leg one last squeeze. Finally a buzzer rang and in walked Michael Shaw.

Shaw licked his lips and looked you over, his gaze made your skin crawl, but you pulled your shoulders back and sat up straight. “Wow, if I had known that someone as beautiful as you was coming to talk to me, I would have combed my hair or something. Mmmm I bet you get all the guys going where you work, darling.” Shaw said before looking over at Rafael and winking.

The ADA clenched his jaw. You were gorgeous and he was used to seeing men at the precinct stare at you, even some of the perps would make crude comments to you, but something in Shaw’s mannerism was making Rafael feel uneasy. He felt a deeply rooted urge to protect you from Shaw.

“We’re not talking about myself, Mr.Shaw. Let’s talk about your friend, James Cleary, remember him?” You asked the inmate.

Shaw looked up, as if the answer to your question was in the air. “James Cleary….sounds familiar. Maybe?” Rafael slid a file across the table to Shaw containing James’ photo along with photos of the missing girls, “Perhaps this will refresh your memory.”

The inmate looked over the pictures while you began to talk. “You tell us what you know about Cleary and any of these missing girls and there may be something in this for you.”

“Quid pro quo, Mr. Shaw. With the information you provide, we may be able to strike a deal and lessen your prison sentence.” Rafael said. Shaw mused over the files before looking up at you, “These girls don’t hold a candle to you, gorgeous. Too bad we didn’t meet a few years ago before I ended up here. I would have rocked your world, baby doll.”

You kept your poker face, when deep down you wanted to throw up at Shaw’s insinuation. “You couldn’t handle me, honey.”

“Don’t be so sure.” Shaw said as he licked his lips. Rafael clenched his fists to keep from beating the man up, “Do we have a deal or not, Mr. Shaw?” He barked at the inmate.

Shaw leaned forward and looked directly at him. “That depends, is she part of the deal? I get a little conjugal time with your pretty little detective here?” He replied motioning towards you. Rafael stood up and banged his fists on the table with such force, you jumped. “That’s enough, Mr. Shaw. Either you tell us about James Cleary and these girls or you rot here in your cell.”  He growled at the inmate. You had never seen Rafael this angry and defensive, he stared at Shaw not backing down.

The inmate looked at the two of you for a moment and laughed. “Relax, I was just messing around. Sit down counselor and I’ll tell you all about Mr. Cleary, provided the deal is still on the table.”

Rafael sat down and looked over at you with a hint of a smirk. “Start talking Mr. Shaw.” You said to the inmate.

After Rafael threatened to take away the deal, Michael Shaw was more than willing to spill the beans on his friend and you were able to identify two more of his victims. You left on a high, feeling the adrenaline pumping through your veins. “Well I don’t know about you, Barba, but I could use a drink and a steak. Want to check into our hotel and then grab some food maybe.”

Rafael was grateful it was beginning to get dark to conceal the flush he was getting on his cheeks. It’s not like you two hadn’t had causal drinks with the rest of the squad before, but now it was just the two of you alone. After everything that had happened today, it felt different. Not wanting to seem overeager, Rafael maintained his composure, “That sounds great, Y/N.”

The two of you got in the car to head towards the hotel. Before you put the key in the ignition, you squeezed the ADA’s shoulder, “I meant to say earlier….thank you for defending me back there with Shaw. He was a real creep and I really appreciated you having my back.” You placed your hand in his own, Rafael looked down, it looked so small compared to his larger paw. He smiled back at you and gently squeezed your hand, “You’re welcome.” The two of you kept each other’s gaze for a few moments. Rafael’s eyes moved down to your lips, desperately wanting to just reach out and kiss you. You blushed and pulled your hand back, starting the car.

“So Y/N, where would you like to go for dinner.” Rafael asked, hoping the topic would help to dissipate the sexual tension. “Well I did a bit of research on this area and I think I know the perfect spot. You up for a little fun, counselor?” You said with a mischievous smile. Your flirty comments sent a tingle straight to Rafael’s groin, “Lead the way detective.” You pulled out of the parking spot and headed towards the hotel, excited for your evening with Rafael.

[la-belle-laide]

Chapters: 20/20 Fandom: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Connor/Markus (Detroit: Become Human), Original Chloe | RT600/North, Hank Anderson & Connor Characters: Connor (Detroit: Become Human), Markus (Detroit: Become Human), Hank Anderson, North (Detroit: Become Human), Original Chloe | RT600, Elijah Kamski, Josh (Detroit: Become Human), Simon (Detroit: Become Human), Amanda Stern Additional Tags: rk1k - Freeform, Father-Son Relationship, Connor & North (Detroit: Become Human) Friendship, badass!chloe, Connor Deserves Happiness, Connor deserves the entire range of emotions, North deserves happiness, Chloe deserves agency, Markus is love, Found Family, Elijah Kamski tragic backstory, canon typical suicidal ideology, Canon Typical Violence, canon typical adult fear, kamski redemption, a/greysexual character (hint: it's kamski) Series: Part 2 of Vast Summary:

Markus just wants to get to know Connor. Connor wants to get to know Connor, too, but CyberLife is never going to leave them alone. Kidnapping Markus, hacking Connor in new and exciting ways, paying agents to undermine Jericho; it never ends. Elijah Kamski--or, more to the point, Chloe--might have a few secrets to bring CyberLife down for good. But those secrets unearth something inside of Connor that even he didn’t know was there, and it makes Amanda look like a flimsy piece of code in comparison.

 Also, Chloe has a crush on North.

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Everybody lives.

EVERYBODY.

Even someone who didn't in the game. :) So slight canon divergence?

Notes:

This story has always been Markus/Connor at its heart, but I also wanted it to end on a big happy lesbian note, so here is some North/Chloe happy ending. :)

And I couldn’t let this fic go without a nod to the outfit Connor wore in his concept art, because damn.

[immortal-imagines]

The Lucky Boomerang - Part 8

Summary: It was widely known that Captain Boomerang didn’t work well with others; a true statement, until one particular accomplice caught his attention. His decision to spare her caused the pair to become deadly. They were nearly as famous as the Clown couple themselves. Renowned for her easy escapes and incredible stealth, Lady Luck was an appropriate partner for the Aussie bank robber. Their luck changes when a certain metahuman brings them both to Belle Reve Penitentiary and they are forced into joining Task Force X. (Side note: In this imagine, Boomerang is at Belle Reve)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11

(Captain Boomerang x Reader)

Warnings: Mild swearing

Word Count: 1,256

A/N: I love this story so much, so thank you for the patience on chapters! It’s nearly the Christmas holidays, so in theory chapters should be coming more regularly. Hope you enjoy this one!

Flag disappeared behind the ominous white door.

“I’m done with this shit,” Deadshot grumbled, following Flag. No one moved to stop him. They were just as curious.

Moments later, the pair emerged with another figure.

“Holy shit,” (Y/N) and Harley murmured, in sync. Tension hung in the air, so heavy it was stifling. Waller remained blank and emotionless. “Let’s go home,” Flag said.

“Huh,” Boomerang scoffed, “Yeah, let’s go home.” He swung an arm around Lady’s shoulder. “That sounds good. You guys wanna go home?” Lady glanced up at him and met his glinting eyes with a manic smile. “I’m not going back to prison,” she chuckled.

“What I’m saying is we kill the pair of them now before they kill us.” Boomerang’s plan ignited a certain determination in the group. It was a feeling that Katana could see would cause trouble. She moved in front of Waller, drawing her sword, but Waller stopped her.

Waller held up the device, displaying the criminals faces, and waved it tauntingly. “Don’t ruin a good thing.” Her tone was flat, but enough to shut the Australian up.

The sky was pitch black when they reached the roof and the chopper was already waiting to take Amanda away. Lt Edwards desperately tried to communicate on his radio to the soldiers on the chopper, but with no response. Flag exchanged a look with Amanda. Something was wrong.

The chopper turned to face the squad and immediate gun fire began. The Joker’s insane laugh echoed on the roof.

Boomerang pulled Lady behind a vent and Harley and Deadshot joined them seconds later. “We can get you out too,” Harley said to (Y/N). “Both of you.”

The couple turned to each other. “This could be our break, doll.” Digger’s eyes were wide at the prospect of being free.

“If you’re coming, we need to move now.” Harley showed Lady her phone. The text read ‘NOW!’.

“Dig, I don’t wanna get caught again.” The disappointment was clear in the man’s eyes, but he understood. He’d do whatever it took to keep his Lady safe.

“Good luck, Harley,” (Y/N) grabbed the girl’s hand and squeezed it. Harley grinned, before making her way towards the helicopter. (Y/N) could see the look of delight and pure passion on Joker’s face when he saw his girl. With one graceful leap, Harley jumped at the rope and swung from it like a circus performer. She waved excitedly back at the group.

“KILL HER!” Amanda screamed over the gun fire.

“I can’t!” Flag yelled back. “Her nanite’s disarmed.”

The furious woman turned to Deadshot. “Shoot that woman right now! Do it for your freedom and your daughter.” Waller was playing to Deadshot’s weaknesses. She knew exactly what she was doing.

Lady held her breath as she watched Deadshot aim at the swinging girl. “Please don’t do it,” she whispered. Deadshot caught her eye for a second before pulling the trigger. Harley spiralled down for a few seconds before hanging limp. Boomerang brought (Y/N) close to his chest as her eyes brimmed with tears. An eager, childish cackle caught their attention and they looked up to see Harley grinning and waving. “I missed,” Deadshot glared at Amanda.

(Y/N) smiled a little to herself. Now that Harley was free and with her puddin’ it was only a matter of time before she and Digger could escape. And they could do it much more sneakily than the clown queen and king.

The brief moment of achievement for the criminals was cut short, when Waller spoke into her radio. “Our helicopter has been hijacked. Shoot it down.” That one moment the group had been happy was taken away, shot down in flames, literally. Lady had had enough.

“Are you kidding me? Harley’s not doing anything! She just wants to be with Joker! What’s your deal, Waller? Who hurt you as a child to make you so fucking cold?”

Digger grinned. He didn’t want to stop (Y/N) as every word she said was true. No one else moved to intervene either. They all agreed.

“We’re here to help you and all you’re doing is punishing us.”

“You’re all criminals. You’ve all done terrible things. And I have every right to kill you right now, with one push of a button.” Amanda raised the phone displaying the squad’s faces.

“Fine. Kill me. You’ll be one member down and you’ll have even less of a chance of winning against whatever the hell you’re up against.” Lady scoffed. “That’s another thing. Don’t you think it’s strange how we have no idea who or what we’re supposed to be fighting? Terror attack my ass! It’s all bullshit!”

(Y/N)’s rant was interrupted by a voice on the radio. “Target destroyed, ma’am.”

Amanda looked back at (Y/N). “The Joker and Harley Quinn are no more.”

Lady screamed, so loudly the building beneath their feet shook. She strode up to Waller, so close their noses were almost touching. “You bitch.” With those two words, Lady turned, flipping her hair so aggressively it hit Waller across the face.

Digger held his hand out for a high-five, but Lady ignored it. “We need to get out of here,” she murmured. He nodded in agreement. Finally, a plan he could get behind.

Flashback:

The shrill screeches of young children sounded on every side of (Y/N). She clamped her hands tightly on either side of her head. “(Y/N), don’t you want to play with the other children?” Miss Jacobs stared down and the teenager, with a bright, forced smile. (Y/N) shook her head. The older woman tutted and walked away muttering, “There’s just no helping some.”

(Y/N) wanted nothing more than to escape, but each time she tried she was caught. Her plans had been ratted out by the other orphans, or one of the adults had caught on. She needed a new tactic. When she lived with her no-good mother, she grew practised in the art of silence. This was something she aimed to maintain here. Although, it was so hard when all she wanted to do was scream.

At 16, (Y/N) was the eldest of all the children in the orphanage. She’d been passed from house to house, escaping so many times that no one would adopt her. She felt discarded and unwanted. She wasn’t cute or young like most of the children. (Y/N) knew what the reality was. She would never find a family. Sometimes she thought that was a good thing. She hadn’t had much good experience previously. Maybe it was better to be independent.

So, she planned her big break.

It was movie night, so all the residents and carers were together in one room. It was easy to sneak away on a night like that, as there were so many kids and so few staff.  (Y/N) could travel light because what few possessions she had owned were stolen or lost between moves. All she took with her was a diamond-shaped locket her grandmother had given her at birth. She never took it off, so nobody had a chance to take it.

As quiet as a mouse, she clambered through an upstairs window and scaled the wall below. Within seconds, she had landed on the street. (Y/N) skirted the building, avoiding security cameras. When she was out in the open, it hit her. She was free. After all the years of silent torture and abuse, she was finally free.

However, with no money or place to stay, (Y/N) had few opportunities.

That was when she noticed the bank across the street.

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Book tag de fin de año

1. Enero: primer libro que leíste. Temporada de huracanes de Fernanda Melchor

2. Febrero: libro más corto que has leído. Riquete del copete de Charles Perrault

3. Marzo: escritora favorita del año. Liv Stromquist

4. Abril: mejor libro infantil. Las aventuras agrícolas de un cockney / Las aventuras de un padre de familia de Virginia Woolf

5. Mayo: portada más bonita. Pequeñas labores de Rivka Galchen, editorial Antílope

6. Junio: libro que te gustaría releer. El arte de pedir de Amanda Palmer

7. Julio: libro más largo. Escapar. Historia de un rehén de Guy Delisle

8. Agosto: libro que leíste muy rápido. La fosa de agua de Lydiette Carrión

9. Septiembre: libro de un autor nacional. Entre los rotos de Alaíde Ventura

10. Octubre: mejor libro de terror. La peste escarlata de Jack London

11. Noviembre: libro que quieras leer antes de que acabe el año. Comunidad terapéutica de Iveth Luna Flores

12. Diciembre: libro con un gran final. Siete plantas de Lino Buzzati

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Tagged by the amazing @fragiledewdrop. Thank you so much! 🖤

Rules: Answer 30 questions and tag 20 blogs you are contractually obligated to get to know better.

Name: Amanda is my real name, but you can also call me Miranda, my stage name, if you like 

Gender: Female

Star sign: Taurus

Height: About 5’4” 

Time: 1:19 a.m.

Birthday: April 25th

Favorite bands: Eisley, The Decemberists, Tegan and Sara, Metric, Young the Giant, Cold War Kids, Delta Rae, Saint Motel, flora cash, The National, Coco Rosie, Arctic Monkeys, Chvrches, Fleetwood Mac, My Brightest Diamond, Emily Wells, Stars, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, The Kills, Silversun Pickups, Night Terrors of 1927, Daughter, Dry the River, The Bird and the Bee, others 

Favourite solo artists: Lana Del Rey, Lorde, Gin Wigmore, Ivy Levan (her older work), Lola Blanc, Alex Winston, Halsey, Lia Ices, St. Vincent, Banks, Michl, Iron and Wine, Kate Bush, Loboda, Simon Wilcox, Regina Spektor, Zella Day, Melissa McClelland, Marina, City and Colour, Damien Rice, others     

Last movie: I am currently rewatching The Matrix, and I have the biggest crush on Trinity!

Last show: Jessica Jones

When did I create this blog: In February of 2019

What I post: Whatever resonates with me! Art, music, fashion, the mystical, words and my own work as well 

Last thing I googled: The lyrics to Umpqua Rushing by Blind Pilot so I could sing it 

Do I get asks: Only every so often, I definitely welcome them though! 

Why I chose my url: It’s my stage name for my music

Following: I can’t check that from my phone I don’t think

Followers: See above

Average hours of sleep: 8 or 9 

Instruments: My voice, a little bit of piano and a little guitar and harp, I really want to learn how to play better!

What I am wearing: Warm black pajamas

Dream job(s): In the arts

Dream Trip: Back to Iceland! 

Favorite food: BREAD

Nationality: American

Favourite song: Born to Die by Lana Del Rey

Last book I read: In the Presence of Absence by Mahmoud Darwish

Top 3 fictional universes I'd like to live in: A Haruki Murakami universe, and  I just really wish I’d lived during the golden age of Hollywood 

I tag whoever feels like doing this! 

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somewhere, on the 13th day of pride, i am certainly on my bullshit ♥

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