#and he thinks he should be dead. but he cant be! so its a nod to that. a visual recognition of sorts

[the-insouciant-scientist]

Number 6 with the Manager and the King with a Hundred Hearts…. i am mentally unwell about them 24/7

Oh, my heart. Oh, his heart. Oh, all our hearts.

[titan-senpai]

What the hell?? Pt.3

A young lady who was a model lived on earth ended in a tragic way.. and ended up in hell somehow? While she cant hurt a fly.. Right?

Warning: Cursing,smoking.

pt [1] [2]

I don't know how long it's been since I ended up here.. I've joined the Vees as THE Model of hell and ended up as an overlord amongst them.

It's probably been a few years.. The Princess of Hell Charlie was 12 when I came here.. She's almost an adult. so i've been here for a while i guess, my death was a mystery but at the end they both joined me in hell and i made them suffer as an overlord.

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Heels clacking as me and Velvette walked to the elevator to the meeting being fashionably late. As the elevator closed I checked my phone looking at my upcoming shoots for this week. as Vel opened the door on the phone with Valentino as I took a seat and apologized for being late as Carmilla gave me a nod. " R you doubting me? Really me?!" She yelled at the phone " They're all a joke.. I know" She leaned on the chair next to me " thank you see ya soon, Kisses darling" She hung up taking a seat down.

" Nice of you to join us, Velvette... Will your colleagues be joining?" she asked, turning to look at us. Vel quickly smiled " No they have better shit to then listen to an old windbag, who thinks she's tough shit. We're here to represent." She put an arm over me.

'Charming.."She continued with the meeting. " As I was saying we need to discuss.." she pointed at the board behind her as Vel lifted her hand up "Yes?" Carmilla said.

" On the subject of Discussion." She smiled, pulling a dead exterminator's head, throwing it across the table for her, smiling with a grin as I took notes of the meeting... that was getting interrupted.

Everyone was shocked upon seeing the head on the desk. Carmilla looked with a serious look " Where did you get this.." i spoke up "we found it during extermination day." " If these things can be killed, it changes everything, we can take the fight to them" She stood on the desk, heels klanking. "My gang has come up with a full assault plan" she smiled looking at me as i stood up fixing my skirt walking to carmilla handing her the notes about the plan to assault them.

Loud sipping was heard from Zestial as everyone looked at him. "Is it true my colleagues want to start a war with such little proof." he put his hands together "Thou art far more foolish than i thought." My blood boiled "little proof? Its a dead fucking exorist!" she pointed at the head we brought. she crossed her arms as i sat back down in my seat " You going blind..Old man" she said smiling at him.

"We don't know how this perished..mayhaps was not by demons hands at all." he said holding his cup again " if we rush to war without knowing when they purge all of hell for a daring uprising." Hitting his fist on the table.

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The meeting was over and me and Vel were headed back to headquarters to rest and I had to get ready for my photoshoot with Angel dust.

as we entered the building i took my heels off slipping on comfortable slippers "That old hag can go fuck herself" Velvette yelled storming inside as i let her cool down.

" How did it go?" Valentino asked me as he looked at his phone. " Nothing much the usual, where is Vox?" I sighed as I took a seat on the couch. " He's at Voxtech doing his daily routine" he inhaled smoke.

rubbing my temples " when will Angel get here.." i looked at the ceiling. as i felt smoke being exhaled " He is getting ready on location. so should you." he leaned closer to my face. " You're right, I'll see you later val. " I stood sending a text to Vel who was pissed in her room. putting on my heels back on and getting in my car.

Soon I arrived at the location of the shoot for a new lingerie set. parking my car reserved for the Vees. getting in the elevator to see Angel dust. "Hey y/n!" he said waving from his chair as they got the set ready. I can say I'm quite close with Angel since he became Valentinos slave. I've been helping him and fighting with Valentino for his sake.

" hey Angiee!" I smiled as I hugged him "Give me a minute, I need to get ready. '' I smiled as I walked to the changing room. making my own lingerie fitting me perfectly. looking in the mirror adjusting tiny details as a necklace, earrings and curling my hair the way I like.

I walked out of the changing room in seconds with floating makeup touching up my face. " Ready I smiled as I made them go away. "In position" the director yelled. " also you y/n!" He yelled angrily as I looked back to him with black eyes with red pupils the complete opposite of what they normally are...

Angelic..

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As we were in the middle of a shoot the door flung upon revealing the princess of hell. " Woah! this is where Angel does his work" She smiled looking around. " take 5" the director yelled "Charlie?! What are you doing here" Angel walked to her. as I put a robe around myself and grabbed one for angel. " You mean us?" she smiled revealing a familiar face.

" Husk?" I walked closer to them. "Whos asking ?" he yelled. I put the robe on angel and me and husk locked eyes. " Y/N'' he looked at me for quite some time. " It's been a while hasn't it?" I smiled, bending down to his height " yeah i haven't seen you since i left.." He smiled. I missed that smile..

That smile could make Hell feel like Heaven for a minute...

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[cheriladycl01]

Ghost - Oscar Piastri x UnknownDriver! Reader Part 3

Plot: Reader is the first female F1 driver of the century, however no-one knows that as you are a ghost on the grid. You started in 2022, coming in P12 in the championship. You get moved to Red Bull Racing in 2023 with the off year for Sergio Perez.

Standing up on the podium, not being able to do anything as you watched Oscar run off was torture. You had to stay there while your national anthem played that should have been amazing considering it was you, Lewis and Lando all up there together.

And of course, there were no breaks for you afterwards. Everyone wanted you, from SkySports, to F1, to Netflix. Everyone was throwing questions at you and asking how different your achievements feel now knowing that your the first woman to have completed many of them.

You were fine answering them, because like they said. All of your previous achievements were now bigger than they were as Ghost. People could tell that you weren't fully with them, you were a little spacey and sometimes struggled with hearing and answering the questions.

Most of them put it down to the post race fuzz of the win and revealing who you were, but upon getting to the Sky Sports Team who consisted of Jenson Button, Nico Rosberg, Natalie Pinkham and Danica Patrick questions turned sour.

"So Y/N aside from racing we caught light of Oscar Piastri's quick depart after the reveal, any insight on this?" Danica asks, making you look down.

"I don't think these questions are necessary" Jenson says just as the Red Bull PR manager was about to ask for racing related questions only.

"Yes please stick to racing questions only" the Red Bull PR backs up, nodding before taking a step back. You look back up, straight to Nico who had a soft look on his face.

"I'm just interested, you raced for Alpine last year when he was a reserve driver... for Alpine and you've been promoted to Red Bull this year while Piastri's made the move to Mclaren. Can't help but wonder if its underlying sexism that's made him this mad, you all cant deny he was blunt and rude in his interview with us earlier" Danica pushes and you head snaps up. You feel a hand on your shoulder as if to stop you from what your about to say but you go ahead anyway.

"I've hurt a dear friend. So how dare you stand there and try to victimize me, when he is the one that I've hurt. He knew me as Ghost's assistant and media manager... we were close and I've not been truthful to him for obvious reasons. So don't stand there and try to make him out to be a misogynistic twat when he isn't. I don't know what you experienced in NASCAR Danica but in F1 all I've experienced today is love and support. Just because your sport sucks doesn't mean mine does" you snap, and recoil shocked that you'd just said all of that. She looks at you also in shock, Jenson and Nico were trying to stop their laughter.

"Well, some strong opinions there from Y/N Y/L/N" Jenson says as he watches you turn away and walk off. You were done with interviews for the day. You just wanted to find Oscar and talk to him now.

"Lando! Lando" you shout as you see the curly haired boy ahead of you walking into the Mclaren motorhome.

"Hey, Y/N or should i say Ghost" he smiles before pulling you into a hug.

"I was not expecting that bombshell today, and I will admit I'm sorry for assuming you were some ugly guy... your very obviously not" he laughs.

"Where's Oscar" you ask, you didn't want to seem rude but of course he was your priority right now.

"Y/N, I don't think its a good idea to see him right now. I think maybe just wait for him to come to you. He's upset and" he starts but you look him dead in the eye.

"He upset me too, he just ran off... at my first race win" you say as selfish as it was... but he also ruined that experience for you.

"I know, but you did like lie to him for just under 2 years" Lando says softly not wanting to rattle your already unstable cage of self hatred.

"And what was i supposed to do Lando, tell him a secret that Red Bull had me sign an NDA over and break my contract and risk loosing my seat?" you ask, hoping he would start to understand.

"Look Y/N you really should go..." Lando pushes looking around the area you were currently in. He put a hand on your lower back as to guide you back out, but you planted yourself still.

"No, I'm not leaving till i talk to him" you grunt.

"Y/N I'm telling you this as your friend and your co-worker. You need to go" he says, you'd actually never seen his eyes this serious before and it had your head cocking to the side in confusion.

As your about to ask him why the hell he's being so twitchy, two people stumble out of the next room a little disheveled and both laughing. You eyes lock on them.

"O-Oscar?" you ask in shock, the girl looks up at him confused and his face turns red but also a sour expression comes onto his face.

Before any of them can say anything your turning away from them, everything feels slow motion, all the voices around you blur and your heartbeat comes erratic.

You couldn't understand why it hurt so much, the thought of him not even for a moment being happy for you up on a podium that he come here to be with some other girl ... or was it because in the time you'd spent with him you'd fallen for the racer.

You round the corner, stumbling behind the Mclaren motorhome so that you could just breath. You crouch down, your head leaning back against the side.

"Fucks sake" you say to yourself, once you'd calmed yourself from the initial shock you fully sat down on the metal edging outside the Mclaren motorhome.

"Y/N?" you hear a voice ask, your head peaks up and you spot Alex and Logan.

"Oh, hey guys. Great Race today!" you smile.

"Why are you just sat outside the Mclaren motorhome?" Logan asks raising an eyebrow at you.

"Oh, erm no reason. I just got lost on my way back to Red Bull" you smile standing up and walking to the long strip and turning left.

"Your still clearly lost, Red Bull's that way" Alex says pointing to the right hand side, that you weren't facing.

"Right, yeah i knew that" you smile, turning round and scuttering off the other way.

To say that the UK was the start of something spectacular was an understatement. You didn't go out and celebrate that night, you stayed in with your family.

The next race was Hungary where you proceeded to take the win away from Max in the last 3 laps, being on the fresher tires. They asked you to let Max take the win but you begged for them to let you fight it out. You shared the podium with Max and Lando, in Spa you came second, sharing the podium with Max and Charles and in The Netherlands you came 4th.

Throughout all of this Oscar hadn't reached out to you. You'd kept in contact with Lando, asking how he was and what had been going on. However Monza changed things.

An article came out about an interview Oscar had done about you and how you hadn't spoken to him since. He hadn't spoken very nicely about you when all you'd done was stick up for him. You guys got into a massive argument outside the garages that of course people caught on camera.

You had a really bad qualifying, the car just didn't have pace and your mind wasn't in the right place. So you were starting P14 on the grid, after a cry to Christian that you were so overwhelmed and him assuring you that it was today that really mattered.

You had turned off everything when you got in the car on the Sunday. No thoughts in your head just the racing. On the start you managed to get yourself to P12 overtaking Liam and Nico right of the bat.

"Excellent start Y/N lets keep pushing"

Martin Bundle - I have to say that Y/N is incredible with these races where she starts down in the back of the grid, and she gets those amazing starts where she slips in the middle of the two drivers ahead and is able to confidently get herself up too places

"Okay, and Alonso are ahead, you have DRS" your engineer tells you, and you are able to overtake Yuki who doesn't go as aggressively into the chicane as you do. You have a little spin but recover enough to pull up aside Alonso on the straight, going for the overtake.

"Amazing Y/N, that's P10 right now. Keep pushing"

Eventually you were left fighting Carlos, Max clipped a tire and was now down in 4th fighting with Charles.

"Y/N this has been a fantastic race, from P14 up to P2, Carlos is 1.8 second ahead. Lets get him and bring home a double podium. Max is fighting for P3 right now. 5 laps to go" he advises.

"Tell him to speed up, I'll give him DRS we can overtake Sainz together so its a 1.2" you advise looking seeing the Ferrari behind you. You slow down on the hairpin, breaking early, which Charles didn't expect where he was concentrating on defending from Max. You speed up, watching as he spins out a little leaving room for Max on the inside.

"Okay, Sainz has sped up there's now a 2.6 second gap"

"Copy that" you say, Max was using your slip stream, but didn't go for the overtake, you easily defended from Charles together while gaining on the other Ferrari.

"Okay last two laps, Sainz, 0.3 second gap"

"Yeah i can fucking tell I'm riding his rear end" you say, the minute you get onto the straight you and Max both go either side of Sainz, sandwiching him in as your about to go into turn 11. He breaks early falling back leaving you to take the optimal racing line and get ahead of Max.

"Is Max fighting this last lap?" you ask.

"He's been told is free to fight. Mode push and bring us another win" your race engineer advises, you breeze through the final lap, it was a close call but you came first.

"Y/N Y/L/N winner of the 2023 Italian Grand Prix" your race engineer says a big grin coming onto your face as you flip up the visor holding your fist up as you see all the Red Bull crew cheering for you on the fencing.

"Where did Oscar place?" you ask, you hadnt thought about him up until now. Even as you passed the orange 81 car, it was just another car then.

"Not a good race for Piastri, P12 behind Lawson"

"Okay. Thank you for the great drive today. Thank you Christian" you say before preparing yourself for the podium.

Would Oscar be there?

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[saraakpotter]

y\n babysitting Loki and Thor for 4 mins

y\c\n=your character name. your the actress and fans made this. (this is a start for a series and its not always the same story)

y\n was tiered. she just came home from filming y\m\m\n (your marvel movie name) she played y\c\n. she was Loki and Thor s sister and also the goddess of life. she quickly changed to her comfy clothes and opened her phone while eating the food she had cooked before leaving. Tom (Hiddelston) had send her a video ''y\c\n babysitting Thor and Loki for 4 full mins''.

y\n laughed at the title before clicking on the video. the intro came in that included some pictures of marvel movies and the name of the video then it started. the first was for Thor Ragnarok, it was the scene were doctor strange was talking about were Odin was.

"so earth has wizards now?" Thor said

y\n rolled her eyes: "just tell us were our father is!"

then it was time for him to bring back Loki.

strange opened a portal to were Odin was standing and Thor was about to go in "wait!" y\n said before he can go in   "something wrong?" asked Thor

"what do you think?" she turned her look to strange "Loki?"

"oh yes!" he opened a portal in which Loki fell from.

"I HAVE BEEN FALLING, FOR 30 MINS!" Loki shouts angry then pulls out his daggers. he wants to go forward when y\n uses her magic to make the daggers disappear Loki look at her confused."nope! not now." she says before Loki looks at strange with a threatening look.

"ummm.....bye!" strange says before pushing them into the portal.

The next video starts. its for (y\m\m\n:1). y\n remembers Thor s line! it was something humiliating for Loki. exactly then Loki made an innocent look at y\c\n but then she said "no Loki, no you cant stab Thor. again!"

"oh come on! he deserves it!" he says annoyed

"NO!"

he rolls his eyes.

the next videos were also from y\m\m\n. in this scene y\c\n was going to shield to check some files while leaving Thor and Loki alone.

"ok so i will be leaving for 2 hours! in that paper is everything you should not do" you said putting your cote on

"this just says 'no' you sure its correct?" Thor asks confused

"yeah i just wanted to stop you from making any possible mess."

in the next one y\c\n was reading a shield file when Thor and Loki come to her

"y\c\n i was thinking......" Thor starts

"no" she says not looking up

" you did not even listened!" Loki says

"i have seen your planes before, i dont need to hear this one!"

"but...." Thor tries to continue

"no"

"y\c\n....." Loki retries

"NO!"

the next one was also in Ragnarok. it was when Y\C\N and Thor were ,meeting Valkery.

" you know i wanted to be a valkery when i was younger!" Thor starts " but then i got older and found out they were only women s and.....i mean no...not that i have problem with women i love them! sometimes to much i just....."

"Thor.....shut up!" y\c\n says rolling her eyes.

"ok"

the next one was in the first parts of the movie. Thor was yelling at Loki " how could you? i thought you were dead! we mourned for you!" then he turns to y\c\n "can you believe him?"

"yes of course! he never dies!" you rolled your eyes at Thor s confused face

the next one was for 'Loki s1':

"wait so there are other versions of my brothers?" y\c\n asked mobius

"yes there is!" he answered

" oh no.....to of them are bad enough!"

the last  two ones were for for y\m\m\n: 2

in this one Loki hurt himself trying to protect some important object and y\c\n was healing his wounds. when it finished, she looked up and he smiled at her but she slapped him and then hugged him.

the last video was Thor snapping at Loki for something he did and ended lit by looking at y\c\n.

" i agree with Thor, we trusted you! how could you?" she shouted at Loki but before he could answer she turned to Thor and slapped him twice in the face "and....im the only one who can shout or hurt any of you! got it?'' they both nodded confused.

" now we will continue this later. we are in the middle of the road!"

the video ended with a 'thanks for watching'

y\n could not stop laughing and it got worse when she saw Toms text: i still think i didnt deserved the slap.

[cumulo-stratus]

I'll Remember For Us

(GIF NOT MINE)

Pairing: spencer reid x Male!badass!reader

Description: the team goes to Los Angeles, in august and y/n ( the ever emotionless and stone cold profiler with a soft spot for spencer) is chasing an unsub when he fights with the unsub and falls, getting a concussion and fractured wrist, spencer is there for him. (no prior romantic relationship, just friends)

Warnings: possible swearing, lemme know if theres anything else

Flufftober day 3: injured/sick

6 Hours Ago:

Y/ns legs burned as he chased the hooded man through the stairwell, the unsub only a few feet ahead of him now. Finally the hooded man reached a dead end and turned around, preparing for a fight. And so, they fought.

Present:

JJ watched y/ns curled frame up from from across the hospital room. His shoulders gently shook as he cried. JJ sighed as hotch walked into the room, a hospital report in his hands. “They say he’s got a moderately severe concussion, so he’s gonna be pretty out of it and he’s got some amnesia, and a fractured wrist and elbow.” Hotch said quietly. “he’s lucky its not worse..” JJ was cut off though, y/ns unusually unsure voice floated across the room as he asked “where’s spencer” Y/n whined with a wobbly lip type voice like that of a small child trying not to cry. Jj looked up at a Hotch with her eyebrows knitted together in concern "He's on his way- remember?" JJ used the sweet motherly voice she often used with her children. Y/n whined again and said quietly "i dont think he likes me anymore.." with the saddest face JJ and Hotch had ever seen.

"Where are y/ns clothes? The nurse let me know that we can leave whenever." Hotch asked Jj while still keeping a watchful eye on the curled up frame across the room.

"He only has work slacks and button up-" jj responded

"I'll get him something to wear"

jj vaguely heard Hotch ask about a nearby store to a nurse as Spencer finally walked in, his cardigan draped over his arms and tie roughly loosened around his neck. Jj just nodded at him as he walked past her and to the side of the bed y/n lies on. Spencer approached slowly and when y/n looked up he looked relieved to finally see Spencer.

"Spencer.. I thought you didn't like me anymore" Spencer was caught off guard at how meek and unsure y/ns voice was, but hid it for y/ns sake. "oh y/n, I'll always like you" Spencer lowered himself into a half squat to be at y/ns level as he said this.

JJ watched from across the room as Spencer gave y/n small reassurances in a soft and gentle voice. And as Spencer reached out to rub y/ns arm lovingly, Derek walks in and was stopped in his tracks at the scene in front of him. Spencer had now climbed onto the bed next to y/n, between him and the rest of the room. As if protecting him. Spencer was slouched down to y/ns level, his thumb rubbing small, comforting circles on his hand. Y/n leaned onto Spencer's should as they spoke. This is the same man who had once given Derek the cold shoulder for a week when he asked y/n to give him a smile. Morgan looked at jj confused and jj just shrugged, before suggesting they leave and call Penelope to make sure she knows he okay.

"My shoulder hurts Spencer" y/n said with his eyes closed in a meek voice. "I know it does love, but the pain medication will take effect in a couple minutes, okay?" Spencer handled the out of it y/n with ease, knowing what to say and what to do in perfect time. Y/n whined into spencers chest and said “i cant remember anything spencer- whats my birthday?”. Spencer chuckled quietly at y/n’s worries and responds in a gentle, loving voice “dont worry y/n, i can remember for both of us. And your birthday is (your birthday).”

y/n hugged spencer as a silent thank you for his willingness to be there. And as y/ns eyes began to drift closed, getting heavier and heavier spencer mumbled to himself “ill remember for both of us..” with a small on his lips.

The End

[aonungyoufuck]

Runaway {pt 2}

Parts: One , Three

Synopsis: Small Family moment with your Brothers. Ao’nung confesses why he stayed. Ao’nung hissing at his mom 

“Sister. I bring you my hunt today” Lo’ak said barging in as if you hadn’t been asleep. 

Groaning, you rubbed your head as you sat up. “Eywa, Lo’ak you could have at least made noise just so i wake up normally”

“Sorry” 

You could see Neteyam come up behind him and smacked him. 

“You’ll be happy to know Everything is well in the family. Cant say Lo’ak hasn’t gotten into a few scuffles here and there however”

“ I have not!”

“Of course he did”

Neteyam nodded. He had always been able to confide with you as you two both had the same responsibility to look after your youngers. “I am guilty of it too tho. Had to make sure this Skxawng didn't get lost as sea as well” 

“Translation: He wanted to have fun” Lo’ak Said slicing the fish he had Brought to you

You could only roll your eyes as you took a bit of the fruit that had been left there. 

“I heard Ronal isn’t at all too pleased to know Ao’nung stayed here last night” Neteyam said

“HE STAYED HERE? AT NIGHT? WITH YOU?”

“Oh please I was asleep. Apparently the fool slept sitting” you spoke watching Lo’ak prepare your food. Luckily enough he was getting better and better. Perhaps your mother taught him a thing or two. “However, I am going to ask Ronal if she could Teach me. Not train me per say but hopefully something so i can repay her kindness. I mean once this baby is born its really just Tsireya. I would like to help her, you know?” 

“Hmm Maybe. If Ronal would allow you such” Neteyam said Splitting the food to you three. 

“Where’s The rest of the family?”

“Mom is preparing some food for Kiri and Tuk. I think Dad’s still Out with Tonowari? I dont know for what really tho so i cant really say” Neteyam spoke handing you bits and pieces of the fish and fruit.

It made you smile, and roll your eyes. You weren’t a child but it was nice of him to know he still cared for you as such. Even tho you werent at all that much younger than him. 

“I see” You nodded as you continued to eat. You should give Lo’ak credit for the meat being prepared well. 

“Its nice all of us. Eating like this” 

“Yeah cause we don't eat” You spoke feeling a hard slap to your side. “LO’AK?”

“You know what i mean okay”

“Lo’ak do not hurt our sister. Cant you see she is on her deathbed” 

“You both are the worst you know? It would be you dead if i hadn’t stepped in you know?” 

It was just this for a while. You didnt count the seconds that passed. You just basked in it. But soon they had to leave. You bid them farewell and to tell the rest of the family to enjoy their night. As you sat there. Waiting. And it hadn’t been long till you heard the jostling of beads at the door. 

“You may come in” 

To no one's surprise but maybe Ao’nung himself. He stepped in. “Mother brought this” he spoke, handing you the bowl of very still Wet Algae along with some roots that had been boiled alongside it. “Its suppose to help with any internal pain you may feel"

“Thank you” If it was bitter tasting well you didnt have to let him know. “ i heard you got one nasty cramp on your back since you stayed here last night”

“Well you heard wrong”

“Ao’nung. I saw you” You said giggling a bit to see his ears flatten. 

“Alright well what do you want me to do? You were basically giving me your last words last night. Cant exactly sleep knowing id be blamed for leaving you alone”  He said moving the mess your brother’s didnt exactly clean up. 

“Im sorry i left you on such a bad note” You apologized. Drinking the last bit of the bland broth and chewing on the roots. 

“Man. Your Brothers suck at cleaning you know?” 

“They tried their best” You could only chew harder. The question is harboring in your mind “may i ask you something?”

“You already did.  But go on” Ao’nung sat in front of you. 

“Do you think, I could ask your mother to teach me some stuff? Not Tsahik training or anything of that sort. But just to help her when your sibling is born?”

“I mean i dont think she’ll like it all too much. But she's a reasonable woman. So i know she'll teach you if you ask” Ao’nung took your fruit bowl from you and began eating “But you are the most Reasonable from your siblings too. Given you haven’t gotten into fights and you have learned our ways faster than your siblings. Well aside your sister” 

“ i guess you’re right, Maybe i did more good in not joining in on kicking your ass”

“Pff. You think you can beat me?”

“In anything Fish lips”

Ao’nung couldn't help but laugh. Making you smile as you watched. 

“I think this is the first time i heard you laugh like that. Its nice” you smiled at him looking at the floor as you felt your hair fall down. 

“Was the way i laughed before ugly or something?”

“Way to ruin the moment” you laughed a little rubbing your temple. “I meant in a sense where you aren't laughing out of mocking someone y'know?”

“Oh”

“Yeah oh” You Were getting tired. The food and the pain numbing as you laid down. “Now if you may. You better get going before your mother gets mad for you staying here again” you didn’t wait for a respond. Not that you could hold the sleep coming to you

But Ao’nung didnt move. His spear now at his side as he sat between your sleeping form and the only entrance to this place. He didn't know why. But something in him told him to just protect you while you were in this vulnerable state. 

He thought himself crazy. Why was he so persistent on caring for you? Why did he agree with his mother? Why wasn’t he bothered? But seeing you just lay there made him think. Made him fall back on seeing your body heave and wheeze with the pain of having an open wound. You were nearly dead. You almost died. It did not only affect Tsireya but himself too. 

He just kept watch grip tightening when he heard the faintest of noise. Tail laying atop of you making sure you kept breathing. Letting out a low hiss when he saw the curtain open. But quickly dropping his ears. 

“Ao’nung! Its time you head home” His mother spoke. Stern and cold. Looking down at you as you didnt stir. 

“But”

“No, I will not argue this. You are to go home and she will be sleeping here tonight alone. You can see her again tomorrow evening. I dont know why you want to but you can then. For now go home and head to bed” She ordered leaving no room to argue. 

She watched as he bit back his tongue. Standing up spear in hand as he walked out. Ronal only turned to look at you. Placing the wet paste on top of the sheer wraps around you. “ I dont get what this boy sees in protecting you. You are safe and alive. It should be enough” She muttered out. 

“Nete..yam” 

She looked at you. Your worried expression trembled as your hand shook and moved slightly, reaching out. She could only sigh in exhaustion. ‘Soon’ she thought as she had to think. She would rather swallow her pride than let Neytiri help her as she had offered for helping her children. But realistically what other option was there, she thought. 

“Hush now. You are well as is he” she could only whisper as if to ease your worried mind. Eywa had saved you, and that should be enough.

[slippinmickeys]

More funfetti?

They made love when William wasn’t home to hear them, though with his preternatural abilities, you had to wonder. The boy was charmed by their affection but reviled their practicing it. He was 12. Their baby was 12. 

“I’m wondering if we should give Skinner an update,” Mulder said, looking at Scully curiously.

“I think the less people who know, the better,” Scully said. 

The mudball thing had scared them. Not necessarily in the way they’d made William understand they were scared; he thought they were worried he’d be found out. And that was certainly a concern, but William’s powers were blossoming with his age, child-like skills being quickly honed into adult aptitudes. It wasn’t just manipulating bits of water and dirt through the air, it was getting other people to throw them—bending them towards his will in a way that was frightening in its implications. 

“He’s always protected us in the past,” Mulder pointed out, resting his chin on protuberance of her hip bone, the calfskin expanse of her belly laid out before him like a plate at a bacchanal. 

Scully ruffled her fingers through his hair in frustration. 

“Are we doing this or not, Mulder?” she whined. “I have a conference call at 11:45.”

He grinned up at her through the thick feathered plumes of his lashes and ran his nose across the plane of her hip until his mouth was centered on her pubis. She did not whine again for several minutes and then it was for a whole other reason. 

Her head had maneuvered its way in between the pillows at the head of the bed by the time he entered her, and she was slick and tousled and no longer concerned by the time or self-conscious of the wanton movements of her body. She chased pleasure the same way she solved crimes; with dedication and focus and her mouth always a little bit open. 

Mulder thrust into her with long, firm strokes, his spine flexing with the agile grace of a cat, making her forget for a moment that her son was a miracle of the highest order, that in another century he might have been called a saint, might have been called a witch. Mulder made her forget all her worries, made love to her like she was the one who was holy, like she was the one becharmed. 

Spent, he canted himself so his dead weight wasn’t resting solely on her and listened to her catch her breath as he caught his. He ran gentle fingers down the moon glow skin of her cheek. 

“We need to know what he’s capable of,” he said. “We need to know how to protect him.”

Scully had always been wary of letting the boy use his powers, but perhaps it was time to train him instead, so that he might use them responsibly and with full control. 

She sighed. “Shit,” she said under her breath. 

Mulder pressed a kiss between her eyes and rolled off the bed. 

“We leave Skinner out of it for now,” she said, looking up at him. 

Mulder nodded at her, gave her a gentle smile. 

“One day at a time, Scully,” he said. 

[river13245]

Witchcraft and adoration

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Rowena x Male Reader

"we are going to have to call her Dean" Sam says as he's looking through all the books they currently had to try to help their current situation in any way they could.

Dean glares at him from across the table in the main room and shakes his head. "No absolutely not"

Sam just shakes his head at his brothers stubbornness and goes back to reading the book he was currently on. But even after hours of doing research his own eyes had started to hurt so he decided to take a break. "I'm not getting anything. There's nothing we might have to Dean. I know we don't trust her but its not the worst idea we have ever done"

The oldest brother sighs and stands up grabbing himself a drink. "Damnit. You know she's just going to come here and cause trouble right? Remember what happened last time she was around us?"

Both the brothers recall exactly what had happened last time Rowena was around the four of you. Rowena had been giving you looks from across the room and eventually that turned into you coming over and flirting with her. Having no shame in your game what so ever.

You were one of their best friends growing up as you were also raised in the hunting business. This resulted in you guys being around each other a lot but also away so as the years went on Dean had taught you how to flirt and pick of women or men. While you and Sam had flirted a lot throughout the years he fell in love with Jess and nothing ever happened between the two of you which the both of you were fine with you two were close friends.

However they both had grown protective over you and so seeing you flirting with the enemy was a BIG no for them. "Okay so maybe we just keep them two separate from each other" Dean says and Sam nods.

Its to late though because you had heard the last sentence as you walked downstairs. You were about to pick up some groceries when you overheard them talking. "Who are you keeping separate from each other?"

Dean takes a drink out of his glass leaving it up to his brother to take over. "We are having a few people come by to help us with this case since none of us have been able to figure anything to solve it and two of them don't like each other"

Now did you believe what Sam was saying. No. His voice was coming off very matter of fact and when he is speaking truth he doesn't have to seem so convincing. However you choose to ignore it and just nod. "Okay well you two have fun with these friends of yours. I'm going to the store anything you guys want while I'm there?"

You grab a jacket of yours and put it on since its been cold recently with the Christmas weather around the corner. Before you walk out the door you hear the both of them yell out what they want. "Pie, Fruits and vegetables"

"okay if I'm not back after an hour I'm dead" They both glare at you when you say that causing you to laugh and walk out.

As soon as they hear your car start and pull out the drive way is when Sam pulls out his phone. "I cant believe we are actually asking her for help" Dean grumbles like a child and Sam rolls his eyes as he presses the contact and it rings.

"hello boys" Rowena's voice comes through the speaker. "screw something up already?" She teased but was completely serious. Which resulted in Dean speaking "No we haven't. But Sam here thinks we need your help"

Dean not having much manners doesn't hide the fact he is unhappy with this arrangement. So Sam speaks "Rowena we need your help. Will you help us we cant find anything in the books or we wouldn't have called"

There is silence through the other end for a moment before she speaks. "well I hate to be one of these people but what's in it for me?"

The brothers look at each other for a moment "world peace should be good enough of a reward"

She laughs "oh please where is the fun in that. I guess we will just have to figure something out then hm." There's a pause for a moment "is the pretty boy there?"

They can hear the smile forming on her face and they sigh as Sam speaks "He went out. You might miss him if you don't come over now"

A beep is the only thing they here in response. They think she had chosen not to but when footsteps are heard across the wood floor they see her. Her red hair curled and falling down her shoulders nicely. She had also put on a nice outfit and they knew exactly who she was trying to impress.

Dean walks up to her glaring at her. "listen if you even think about flirting with him or even Looking at him with those eyes of yours ill kill you"

She smirks and places her hand on his shoulder. "oh Dean I'm not intimidated by you. I'm here to help you show me what you need me to do"

Sam brings her to all the things they had been researching and she nods and they get ingredients all out before she begins to slowly use her witchcraft. Making sure to do this correctly.

About an hour goes by and she's still there and you walk in through the door. "okay boys I've got everything for Sam's healthy smoothies cause he's a freak and Deans pie"

You look up and see the both of them looking at you "what?"

"Well took you long enough. I was beginning to think I would have to stall for even longer" You turn your head to look at Rowena and a small smile forms on your lips. "hello gorgeous sorry for keeping you waiting"

Sam grabs the bags from you and puts things away but not before telling the both of you to stop flirting. "well Sam if you and Dean don't want to watch us flirt I suggest you both remove yourselves from the room"

This causes the both of them to roll their eyes and they both leave and go to the kitchen. They knew that you liked her but you also wouldn't let her screw anything up for them. So as soon as they left the room you walk behind Rowena and look at what she's doing. "what are you doing with all these ingredients?"

She rests against you a little as if her body couldn't help but gravitate towards yours. "well watch and ill teach you a little something" A smile forms on your face as you place your chin on her shoulder lightly. "yes ma'am you have my full attention"

You could have sworn you seen her cheeks turn red but she chose to not draw attention to it. She began to show you slowly how to do simple things. She left out some of the steps because she didn't need you to know everything. If you wanted to learn how to do witchcraft she would teach you simple things first.

As she explained some of the steps to you. You listened to her words and after a while you were wondering why the boys weren't in here yet but you had a good idea of who is stopping them from being able to and she's right here with you.

Even when you knew she was trying to focus on the task at hand you couldn't help but want to get a reaction from her so you began to kiss her shoulder and to her neck and as you did you felt her relax and try to continue to work.

However when you got to her collarbone she leaned back and brought her hand to turn your face to look at her. "As much as this is amazing. I've got to finish this and what if Sam and Dean see you kissing me like this?"

Your response was shrugging your shoulders. "well they wouldn't be able to say anything. If i want you im gonna be with you" This results in her placing a quick kiss to your lips. Then you speak again "plus Sam was into a demon at one point in time and we are all pretty sure Dean had a thing for a vampire named Benny and now hes with an angel so"

She laughs and nods "okay well then you still need to back up so i can focus on this and not you" You nod and back away and go to the kitchen and let the both of them out.

When the three of you walk back to the room Rowena is finished with her work and walks over and hands it to Dean. "here now I believe you said there was something in it for me"

"what do you want and don't say what I think you are" He tries to sound stern but when she looks at you he sighs and Sam crosses his arms. "it might be a little to late for your opinions boys"

They give her a questioning look as she walks over to you and pulls you into a kiss and your hands go to her waist leaning into it and before you could stop her she magically takes her back to her home and then un connects your lips

The night is filled with her teaching you a little about witchcraft then movies and dinner. You knew she would let you leave at any time but tonight it was the last thing you wanted to do.

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The boys back at the bunker both look at each other and try to grab onto you so you didn't go with her but they were to late. They weren't really worried about her keeping you hostage because even if they hated the fact...they knew she really did like you.

"oh come on!" Dean yells and Sam just laughs a little

"well they never were one to listen to well" Sam says

[moody-alcoholic]

Unwavering Devotion Chapter 7

Yes this is a repost, and a test.

I usually post sneak peaks but I thought why not post full chapters, so yeah I'm giving it ago.

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Summary: Simon x OC(medic), 3.7k words. CW: Mental health, breakdowns, mentions of death, hurt/comfort. lots of angst, like if there was a definition of angst it would be this chapter.

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Rosaly  3 months later

“Keep this up we’ll be going all night!” I shout at the recruits running down the hill I hear someone walking behind me. 

“Evening lieutenant.” I recognised the voice its Price. I don't turn around instead noting something on my clipboard. 

“You’ve ignored all my messages this was the only way to contact you.” 

“Don’t you think maybe there was a reason for that.” I say watching the recruits. 

“I’m getting 141 back together.” He said, I chuckled.

“Okay good luck with that,” I say, bitterly. These last few months have made me bitter. 

“We found Joshua and Noah.” He says 

“That’s great I’m sure the CIA and Shadow Company will deal with them.” I say walking down the path to see the troop better. Price doesn’t say anything I turn to look at him. He looks tired, like always. 

“There is no 141 anymore Price.” I say tired, throwing my arms out almost pleading for him to let it go. “I haven’t heard from Gaz in months, John is dead Si…” I choke, I cant say his name. I hold my ground, turning around again so he cant see my fight to stay emotionless. I hear him sigh. 

“I’ll have Laswell send you the details.” He said sounding defeated. 

“When you’re done watching recruits maybe give it a look. You’re a soldier Rosaly, and we have a job to finish.” I shake my head, angry. I hear him take a step away. 

“It’s what Johnny would have done… Simon too.” I turn round and watch as he walks of the grass. 

“Price!” I shout, sighing. “Why me? You have a chance to build a new 141, a better 141 you literally have your pick of any soldier. Why me?” 

“I think out of all of us you deserve some revenge.” He says as he walks back over to me. 

“Is Gaz on board?” 

“Yeah.” He nods, I have no idea what happened with me and Gaz. A few days after I was back in Scotland, he abruptly left. We spoke a few times after that then nothing. I mean I wasn’t exactly in the talking mood but even Price came up to visit and called from time to time. 

“Where are they?” I ask, I see Price smile. 

“I’ll have Laswell send you the details.” He repeats.

“I go back home tomorrow,” I say. I don’t know why I said that, Johnny wanted the house filled with love and people he loved. It feels weird since I left there a month ago, I don’t even know if I can go back yet. 

“We can meet there. Thursday?” He says, that was two days away. I nod, turning back to the troop running up the hill. I hear him walk away again. I was all of a sudden regretting this. I should hear him out at least, he was right it’s what John and Simon would have done. I take a big gulp of air in clearing my throat as the troop made it back to me. 

“Well?” I say waiting for them to say something. I let them talk, trying to explain what they did to the dummy they just dragged up and down the hill. I squeeze my eyes closed as they start to mess up again. Fucking Price. Now I'm too distracted to focus. I sigh dismissing them, Price has riled me up too much, I hope whoever is taking over from me can do a better job. 

I make it into the mess sitting down at the table with the other staff, the base captain moves over to sit in front of me. Captain Sands, he’s new young, it’s his first command position. 

“So what did captain Price want?” He asked. I shrug sipping my tea. “What you didn’t hear him out? Seemed like he had something important to say.” 

“He always has something important to say.” I say back to him, I look down the table at the other officers talking amongst themselves. I never felt like I really fit in but I was told if I wanted to teach I had to accept the promotion. At least Price was good enough to put in a good word for me. 

“So when will you be back?” He asks. I shrug.

“I have 3 weeks of leave saved, probably going to use them all at once so I can get back to work.” I say. 

“Oh great so you’ll be back before the new recruits come, that’ll be fun.” I nod finishing the cup of tea. 

“I should go pack, I have a long drive tomorrow.” I say getting up, taking the sandwich off my tray and heading to the staff dorms. To get to them I have to walk through the recruit corridors. 

“Why is she such a bitch though? My boots are never going to be dry for inspection tomorrow.” I hear someone say, I stop in my tracks eavesdropping. 

“I heard her husband was killed in action.” Someone else said.

“Doesn't give you the right to be a bitch though.” The first girl said.

“She was special forces before this.” Yet another girl said. 

“What really? Why is she here?” 

“Cos her husband was killed in action dumbass then she went fucking crazy from what I heard.” I crossed my arms taken aback by what I was hearing.

“You’re going to have to dry your boots by the tumble dryers.” One of the girls said I could hear them making their way to the door. I stood there when they opened the door they both jumped. I saw other girls in the room jump out of my line of sight. 

“You girls sure do hear a lot.” I said, they looked embarrassed their cheeks going red. I sighed I couldn’t be bothered to be dishing out disciplines on my last night I just wanted to sleep not be burred in paperwork. I step aside, nodding at them to leave. They rushed past me, I could hear them giggling as the doors closed behind them. I closed my eyes shaking my head and made it to my room. My bag was already packed, I just wanted to sleep, and not speak to anyone. I pulled my clothes off throwing them over the chair for tomorrow then flopping into bed in my underwear. I plug my phone in to charge and roll over in the bed looking at the ceiling in the dark. Maybe going home would be a good thing, maybe I did need a break. Maybe it was time to dust the skeletons out the closet.  

I’m in Paris again on the hill. I’m trying to run down but I keep falling, each time I get closer I trip. Then there’s the fence the stupid fence that is always too high to climb, impossibly endlessly looping round the building keeping me just out of reach. And then I can see him, laying on the floor flames all around him. I scream his name, over and over. Sometimes he hears me and that makes it worse, it’s like the flames are alive every time he tries to run to me it’s like the flames pick him up and drag him back in. I can never make it to him in time. He always dies, it just depends on if he’s screaming or not.  

The house feels so empty, every time I come back here it feels so empty. I dump my bags in the hall letting the usual smells fill my nose, the damp that’s been building up while I’ve been away, the pine, the faint smell of gunpowder that seems to linger on almost every surface of this house. I make my way into the basement resetting the alarm then head to the kitchen. I flick the light on seeing cups in the sink, why does it still hurt, it’s been 3 months. I spend the rest of the day cleaning making the place somewhat warm and presentable. I want to fish but it’s November now, way too cold plus all the fish will be right at the bottom of the loch, so it’s really hit or miss. I ignored Price’s messages, I don’t know why I was still mad at him, it wasn’t really him I was mad at it was the situation. I made all the beds up but I slept in Johnny’s room again. I don’t know why it just felt wrong being in the master bedroom without Simon. 

Price arrived early the next evening, I was in the kitchen washing up when I saw his Jeep pull into the garage. I sighed clicking the kettle on and pulling cups out the cupboard as I heard him and Gaz come through the front door. I could swear I heard another voice though. I shook the thought away. I’m just hearing things. 

“Hey Williams.” Price said as he walked into the kitchen I turned to greet him and my heart stopped. There was Simon, stood in the kitchen doorway. I tried to take a breath in but my body betrayed me a lump forming in my throat. Am I dreaming?      

The cups fall from my hands smashing on the floor. I breath again, staring in silence eyes wide not quite believing what I’m seeing. My eyes fill with tears but I’m trying really hard not to let them spill over, each time I blink I feel like he’s going to vanish again. My legs feel like jelly, Price moves beside me and grips my arm.

“H-how long?” I say choking on my words, not taking my eyes off him. No one says anything.

“How long Price?” I say snapping my head to look at him, pulling my arm out his hand. He looks sad, like his eyes are trying to plead with me. I don’t care I feel sick.

“Since Paris.” He says. I gasp looking back at Simon, it’s like I don’t recognise him, it’s like this is not real. I step back hitting the counter top looking at him. I close my eyes for a second then I’m too scared to open them. I’m dreaming, this can’t be real, the man I love, the man who I thought was dead… I opened my eyes, he was still there, I feel the tears running down my face now there is nothing I can do to stop them. I grip the counter I don’t know what to say. I want to run I want to touch him, I need to know he’s real. I turn round my hands shaking I open a drawer take out the tray of cutlery putting it on the counter. I see it, his letter. I never opened it, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I take it out feeling the dogtags through the envelope. I walk over to Price and hand it too him.

“Since Paris..” I say quietly. I look back over at Simon, he’s taken a step closer he hasn’t said a word, he looks sad I can see his eyes filling with moisture. I let out a shaky breath looking at him, I have to turn away I can’t do this. I step back looking at him my lip trembles, before I know it I’m out the kitchen door, as soon as I hear it close behind me I start running. I don’t care about the rain, I just keep running my lungs burn, I welcome the sensation. I make it too the loch looking out at the dark water, something about it makes me want to throw my body into it, I always loved the water.

The rain is pelting down making me shiver as it hits my hot skin. As soon as I catch my breath I pick another direction and run, I don’t know how long it’s been or where I am. I just keep going until I feel my lungs burning again, my legs throbbing. I fall against a tree feeling the fat blobs of rain hit my body. I didn’t bring a coat, it’s getting dark now. The thought of going home is horrible, I want to go back to the loch. I love him, I should be happy, why does it not feel real. I pull my phone out my pocket, I see missed calls from Price and Gaz. Fuck them. I throw the phone at the tree in front of me watching it bounce off and onto the floor. The screen lights up for a second. I scoff, I can’t even destroy a phone properly. I let out a big breath making my body tingle as my muscles shake, I pull myself back up to my feet. All I can feel is pain, good it’s something else to think of other then the fact Simon's alive.

The thought makes me stumble over some tree roots I feel my face hit the ground. I lay there sobbing for a few minutes, my lungs ache. I pull myself up propping my back up against a tree. Simon’s alive. It doesn't feel real, but he was real, he was stood there in the kitchen. Why did I run? Pathetic. I lean back wiping the mud off my face. Why did I run? I should be happy, or maybe I will take a nap now and wake up to him still being dead, and this was all just a fucked up dream. I was tired. The weeks of relentless nightmares, of him burning to death and I couldn’t do anything. I mourned for him, I thought I was never going to see him again, but he’s alive. He’s alive… I lean back against the tree and close my eyes, I feel a smile form on my lips. He’s alive, he’s alive, he’s alive… 

I wake to the sound of rustling, I open my eyes it’s pitch black, I’m soaked, my body feels stiff. 

“Here! Price bring a blanket.” I hear Simon, it’s his voice. I look over at the source of the noise, lights were breaking through the treeline, the rain was still pelting down. He kneeled down putting the torch down. My eyes were sore and swollen from all the crying. 

“Simon?” I asked my voice barely a whisper. I feel him scoop me up in his arms like I weigh nothing.

“Yeah it’s me, you’re okay.” He says as I shiver against him the heat from his body feels like it’s almost burning me. I see someone else now more lights I press my head into Simon’s chest. 

“Christ you gave us a scare.” I hear Price say as he throws a blanket over me. I feel Simon move, I hear the sound of a car, I see Price’s Jeep. He opens the back door and I get in laying down on the back seats. All of a sudden I’m aware of how cold I am my teeth chattering uncontrollably, my clothes sodden stuck to my skin. I assumed Simon was going to be getting in the front then I hear the side door open. He gets in slowly moving my head so it’s resting on his thigh. He pulls the blanket round me more. His leg is wet but warm, I can feel the heat on my cheek through his clothes. 

“Price can we turn the heat on?” Simon asks and I see Price reaching down to press buttons. A few seconds later warm air blows through the car. I close my eyes feeling sleepy, enjoying the feel of Simon touching me again. 

“Hey, Rosaly, come on stay awake.” I feel Simon shake me. 

“I’m tired.” I try to say but it comes out more like a mumble. I fight to keep my eyes open for the rest of the drive, it takes us a while I wonder where I ended up or how they even found me. When we get to the house I’m exhausted. I slide out the car, gripping the door for support. The rain seems to be letting up, or maybe I’m too wet to care. I see Gaz at the door waiting. Price goes over to talk to him I take a step forward but my legs are shaking. Simon is here again picking me back up in his arms. I drop my head on his chest, I hear his heart beat. He’s alive. I close my eyes counting each beat. I feel Simon walking up the stairs into the master bedroom. He sits me down on the bed. I look at him as he kneels down in front of me. I bring my hand up to touch his face. I feel the stubble under my fingers my thumb brushes over his mouth. His eyes burning that beautiful amber. 

“You’re alive.” I say, he leans up and kisses me, I close my eyes letting him push his tongue in my mouth, he tastes just like I remember. His movements are soft and slow. My hand falls from his face and he pulls back. I look up at him blinking. 

“I’m alive.” He says, he looks sad like he want’s to say something more. I shiver, my wet clothes feeling heavy on my body. 

“Let’s get you out of these clothes and in the bath, you’re freezing.” I nod and let him undress me throwing the clothes on the floor, I felt exposed for some reason, it had been months since I had been naked in front of him. He brushed my hair out my face and kissed my forehead. He ran the bath while I sat there with the blanket wrapped round me I looked at the rain falling down the window. The kitchen light was on, I bet Gaz and Price were making tea. I stood up feeling more secure on my legs and made my way into the bathroom. Simon had taken his shirt off hanging it over the sink. I dropped the blanket and he helped me into the tub. He sat on the floor outside the tub eye level with me as he controlled the heat of the water. I leaned back in the bath letting it warm me, it did feel good. After a few more minutes he reached over and turned off the tap. I leaned on the side of the tub watching him, his hand reached out and brushed the hair out my face. 

“I mourned for you.” I say eventually, he hangs his head for a second and looks back up his fingers never leaving my face. 

“I know, I’m sorry.” He said his voice calm, sincere. 

“I didn’t read your letter,” I say feeling a wave of guilt come over me. 

“It’s okay,” He says dipping his hand in the water to hold mine. He squeezes it, I smile finally feeling myself relax as his thumb rubs my palm. I sit there for a little longer letting the water heat me all the way through to my bones. 

“I’m scared,” I sigh feeling myself getting sleepy. 

“What about?” He asks squeezing my hand. 

“That I’m going to wake up and this is all a dream and you’re still dead.” I don’t even think I have any more tears left to cry. He stands up grabbing a towel and holding it out for me. I stand up and he wraps it round me picking me up and putting me on the floor. He keeps hold of me squeezing me for a second longer. 

“Did that feel real?” He asked. I nod, he leans in and kisses me. “How about that?” I nod again. He smiles and leads me into the bedroom. I don’t want to leave his side even as I look through the drawers for pj’s. I change as he strips down into his underwear. I walk over to him, my hands run down his arms, he has fresh wounds, bruises. 

“What happened?” I ask. He kisses the top of my head grabbing my wrists.

“I’ll tell you tomorrow.” He says. I sigh letting him guide me to bed. It’s weird being back on my side, while I thought he was dead I would sleep on his side. I get back in he follows my movements like he’s trying not to spook me. I reach over and turn the bedside light off. I turn back to see him moving the pillow his hand stops and he pulls out a mask from under it. I feel embarrassed all of a sudden, he looks at me with it in his hands. 

“It used to smell like you…I couldn’t sleep without it.” I say hanging my head. His fingers find my chin and he pulls my face to look up at him. My eyes have adjusted to the dark, I can see his features now. 

“Do you want it now?” He asks. I take it out his hand. It feels so familiar in my hands after all these months. I can tell the smell has almost entirely faded now that he is back. I turn and put it on the bedside table next to the picture of me and Johnny. I look back at him and let him pull me into his arms. My head finds it’s way into the familiar crook of his shoulder and he angles his body, to hug me better. He plants little kisses on my head.

“I love you.” He says, I feel tears roll but I don’t care. I breathe him in placing my hand on his chest so I can feel his heartbeat. 

“I love you too,” I reply closing my eyes. I relax into his arms as he whispers in my ears, kissing my head, every now and then. I didn’t think I would be able to sleep but, I did, I slept so well for the first time in months. 

I woke to Simon stroking my cheek, I practically threw myself on him worried he was still going to vanish. I smiled at him and he smiled back. There were no nightmares last night, just good dreams happy dreams. I don’t want to let him go I don’t want to let him out my sight even as we head downstairs. Price and Gaz are already awake I can hear them talking as we make it into the kitchen. I pick the kettle up off the table refilling it and boiling it. Gaz comes up to me as I hear Simon and Price start talking. 

“I’m sorry we lost contact.” He says leaning into me. I look at him shaking my head. 

“It’s fine you were busy, I was…” I don’t finish the sentence just spoon sugar into my cup. 

“I just couldn’t lie to you like that, I couldn’t stand seeing you hurt.” I looked at him, so he knew Simon was alive too. I scoffed.

“How long did you know?” I ask.

“About a week after Paris before we all went to Russia.” He said taking a step back as I bought the mugs and kettle to the table.

“Russia?” I asked. I sat down looking at Price.  

“Yeah I guess we should catch you up.” Price says sitting up straight. 

[evansbby]

imma be the purple heart anon because i dont want my stories to get lost and also i know imma be mad active in your asks pooks😼😼 omg and yeah the rings been on my finger for over two years now, it fits perfectly, i was destined to find it

it was just getting so long i didnt want you to have to read a whole essay of him fucking me brain dead- but some deets about it, like okay, making out, hes got some typa way for my hips, and i made a joke about how its his primal instincts to go for birthing hips because HES GOT A BREEDING KINK and he straight up went “its primal instincts for YOUR hips” but this was like two sex seshs later

so we start making out, and lemme tell ya, his hands ROAM, he did NOT leave skin untouched, he was FEELING ME. so making put, i move over to drivers side on his lap, and he like grabbed my ass and moved me closer to him on his lap, and i grabbed his shoulders to stable myself, he just kinda was roaming my sides and my ass and thighs and kissing me and he was a GOOD kisser, so then he slips his hand under my work shirt, and i had on leggings, so hes touxhing my skin and he starts kissing my neck, theres like no space between us for jesus, and like okay, imma be a little tmi, im a wee bit reactice and sensitive, and he grabs my hips and grinds me down on him and im ngl i let out the most EMBARRASSING moan, i was 😟😟 after, i was in shock, and i felt him like smile against my neck and he pulled a “you like when i do that?” LIKE YES. YEA I FUCKING DO. and i obviously didnt say that i just kinda laughed and nodded my head, and he was like “yeah baby? should i do it again?” and his VOICE bro, it was right in my ear. dawg. i was two seconds away from gaggin on it right then and there, but lolz, so i just kinda nodded, and he did it again and i was gone, he went back to kissing me and like was moaning in my mouth and i was so far gone, his moans are 😫😫 they get me WEAK thinking ab them, and he like grabs my hand, and pulls it down to his pants, and he pulls away and is like “is this okay” and im like brain gone, thinking with my pussy, and im like “yes” and imma be fr with you, i added a please, i was begging, and so im like rubbing him through his pants, and he starts going to MY pants, and he rubbing and im moanin moanin at this point, and he stops, and is like “baby, can i take these leggings off of you?” and i just nodded, i got so fucking brain dumb, its just him, his voice, his SMELL, he smells so man, and im just in awe, im gone, AND THEN.

“wanna lift yourself up for daddy so i can take these off?”

KAGEJSHSHEHSJSJ HELLO??? i was fully gone then. i was no longer me, i was possessed by his dick and voice, and he took them off, bro was in my panties so quixk as soon as they were past my calfs, they were around my ankles and my knees were on eiether side of him, imma be fr, the position was awks, but it was so yummy so i didnt care, and then his ling fingers deep, kissing me, and im moaning, and i could feel him like one handedly yankiing off his oants so i fumble my hands down there and try to help (i really dont) but he pulls his pants down a bit with some finaggling and like its his boxers mainly, and bro, through his boxas? dicks THERE. and hes like “glove compartmeny baby, daddy needs to fill you up, i wanna be inside this pretty pussy baby” and i SCURRY to grab a condom, and like, anything for daddy🙏🙏 whatever you say daddy😫😫 but i was RIDIN him like a mfer, im ngl, last time i had sex before this was a year prior with my ex. so im ngl, him fittin it, lowks kinda was uncomfy, but it was soooo gooooodddd, ugh and bro he was so keen on making sure i was comfortable and feeling good, i was dead and gone, and i was beggin this man for more, so all that continues, and we finish, and his MOANS BROOO, i cant, hes so fine, hes so yummy, but hes like genuinely so kind and sweet, and we finish and he cleans me up with some napkins he has in his car, and he kissed me so sweetly and put my leggings back on and he like cleaned himself up and he ddint pull his pants up but bulled his boxers back up and we just kinda sat like me on his lap and him still like grabbing my hips and ass, and he gave me some water and drank some too, hes so mmmm hes just so sweet and he LOVES my hips and ass and i just YUM

we still got tacos after and he paid, and he was just so sweet and we go on dates quite often and have en established every other sat movie night but nothings official, but he’s fully admitted feelings for me, but we’re keeping it casual and exclusive and hes just so UGHHHl

-💜

GIRLLLLLLL THIS IS SO JUICYYY OMFG YOU DID NOT HOLD BACK!!!! I AM DYING OMFG I DIED LIKE MULTIPLE TIMES THROUGHOUT THIS STORY

OKAY FIRSTLY. The him putting his hands on your hips and grinding you down on top of him and you moaning??? GURL THAT IS THE MOST RELATABLE THING IN THE WORLD OMFGGGG I DONT EVEN BLAME YOU FOR MOANING OUT LOUD I WOULDVE DONE THE SAMEEE 🥵🥵🥵

But the way he kept calling you “baby” so casually would’ve made me spontaneously combust if I was in your place 😭😭 like you made him sound all casual and smooth and in control UGHHHHH what the FUCK

AND I THINK MY SOUL LEFT MY BODY TOO WHEN YOU SAID HE REFERRED TO HIMSLEF AS DADDY 🥵🥵😭😭😭 like fr i am living vicariously through you bc WHAT THE FUCKKKK. That’s so fucking hot you are soooo y/n bestie you are THAT GIRL ugh wtf!!!! I’m so jealous!!!

Also the way you said he smells like MAN? And that was turning you on??? BESTIE. IGET THAT OMFGG AHHHHH I CANNOT WITH THIS!!! Got me giggling and squealing like this happened to ME or smth bahahaha congrats bestie on your dilf experience!!! And the fact it’s ongoing ahhhhhh good luck!!

[kindnessisweakness2]

Perfect Chaos - Part 9

“I should explain everything to you guys. I owe you that. Especially you Angel. I would hate you to think i was leading you on. I would never do that.” Riley sat around the fire pit as she spoke to them all. Angel, Lina, Coco and Ez all looked at her with worried expressions. She needed them to understand. She needed them to know why she was so worried for Angel’s safety. “I know things i shouldn’t know. Like club business. I know your all in the shit because you were running coke for Galindo and one of the shipments got stolen. I know Galindo thinks theres a rat at your table because it was BTT that jacked his shit. BTT are guns for hire basically, and Miguel thinks it was a Mayan that organised the hit. I know that by next Monday Miguel wants someone in his Pew to make up for the mistake.” Coco, Ez and Angel couldnt help but share glances of worry between them. “I know all about Ez and Emily’s old relationship, that its a sore spot for Galindo. That means Miguel already hates Ez and because your brothers he also dislikes Angel. I also know about the Rebels and the hate their pushing for the Cartel.” Coco placed his beer on the table and leaned his elbows on his knees. “You get all that from Jake?” Riley nodded. “Guess who the rat at your table is?” Riley sipped her drink and continued to fill everyone in. “He’s in Miguels pocket. Jake’s his ear in the Templo. Miguel wants rid of the MC and Ez dead. His wife clearly cant let go of her feelings and that burns Miguel. Jake set up the hit for Galindo’s shipment to start all this drama. Jake wants power and control. Just being patched doesnt give him that anymore.” Riley shook her head and sighed. "He knows I don't want to be with him anymore. I've tried to leave him before. That didn't go down well. He beat me so bad I couldn't get out of bed for days. Told everyone I was sick and he was taking care of me. Told me if I left him, he'd tell Miguel Coco was working with the rebels against him. He’d be dead and Lina would be devastated. I couldn't do that to any one. I don't want anyone hurt because of me.' Tears Welled in Riley’s eyes as Angel pulled her close. “This is why we have to be careful. I dont want him to come after you Angel.” Angel shook his head in disagreement. “I meant what i said. He’s not hurting you again.” Riley rolled her eyes at the stubborn man. “And i meant what i said. Im not letting any of you get hurt because of me." Lina leaned forward clearly frustrated. She couldn't stand Jake from the moment her friend started dating him. And she couldn't stand that he had used Riley's love for her and Coco to manipulate her. "Look how about we try and enjoy the next few days here. No Jake. No Stress. We will work out a plan before we head home." Everyone agreed, including Riley eventually.

An hour later and they had all moved indoors. The atmosphere was different though. Instead of depression and worry hanging heavy in the air, laughter now filled the indoor pool area they were all gathered in. Lina and Coco were all over each other in the pool, play fighting and making out. Ez was lay back on one of the pool chairs reading a book. And that left Angel and Riley down the furthest end of the pool. She would be lying if she said he didnt make her nervous. She was convinced that he could hear her heart beating ridiculously fast in her chest and she was trying to focus on keeping her breathing even. " Your beautiful." Angels soft voice made her snap from her thoughts. Beautiful? She was far from it. A ugly bruise spread on the one side of her face, her hair soaking wet and the oversized t-shirt she wore to swim in made her feel far from pretty. She smiled softly at him as her head turned to look at Lina who sat on Coco's shoulders, giggling as she covered his eyes with her hands. Now She was what you considered beautiful. Her tanned skin, long legs and wild curly hair had loads of guys falling at her feet. But she met her match in Coco and Riley was genuinely happy for them. Soft hands on her hips, again pulled her from her thoughts. "You don't see it. How amazing you are." Riley smiled at Angel, lifting her arms over his broad shoulders. "Thank you" she spoke softly, almost as if she spoke too loud he would disappear. Angels brows furrowed in confusion as he looked down at his girl. "For making me feel safe. For caring." Riley explained as she leaned into him fully. Angels heart lurched in his chest at her words. She really did feel like she was on her own. That no one cares. That she had to be strong. Angel gently leaned her against the side of the pool, her legs coming up to wrap around his hips. "I meant what I said Ry. I'll always keep you safe." Riley couldn't explain the emotions that Angel put through her. He really was incredible. Not being able to resist, she leaned forward and captured him in a deep kiss. Her hands cupping his face, his moving lower in the water to rest on her bum. The feel of his hands sliding underneath her shirt and up her back made Riley groan. Everywhere he touched made her skin tingle with excitement and warmth. She wanted him. She wanted him so bad, worse than she has ever wanted anyone before. None of this seemed real to her. That someone like Angel would want someone like her. He could have any body he wanted, but here he was kissing the life out of the girl nobody in their right mind would look twice at. "We should stop, it's not just us...." she spoke against his lips, inbetween kisses. " No one's paying attention baby." Angel trailed kisses down her neck, fingers hooking in the sides of her underware. "I could take you right here against the edge of the pool and not one of them idiots would notice." God, soaking wasn't the word. A gasp left her mouth as his hands moved lower. He filled her senses completely. She felt love drunk already, and it didn't make sense to her. How he could make her feel so much in such little time. Jake had never and could never make her feel this way. So wanted, so beautiful. "I have a better idea." She kissed the shell of his ear as she spoke quietly. Angel smiled as she drew him into another kiss before lifting herself out of the pool. Holding out her hand with a smile, she waited for Angel to get out or the pool before leading him towards the hallway. Lina locking eyes eith her as they passed a grin spreading on her face.

"Ooh go get it girl!! Make most of your alone time!! Don't do anything I wouldn't!!" Lina called out to them followed by lots of giggles. All Riley could think about was enjoying every moment with angel she could because as much as she hated to admit it, she knew there was trouble brewing and it was heading straight for her..

[itsdappleagain]

i know csweekly is on hold now, but I still have to catch up on The Luchadora Tango Caper, so here it is!!

Season 3 is maybe my least favorite season out of any of them, but I still love it, so I'm really excited to get into this!

Notes under the cut as always and please ignore the fact that I'm a month late on this thx

NEW CASTLE!!! NEW CASTLE YAYYY

sometimes I think this whole series is Maelstrom just talking about shit for like 14 hours

cleo sympathizing with guys in skirts <3 she knows ur struggle boys

love how they slapped up a giant glowing green world map and copper sulfate burning chandeliers before they put in insulation or heat

brunt, girl, calm down. they were just doing their evil minion bagpipe job

british on british violence

that was such a cute nod when this season first dropped. haha theres been no sign of her all summer because of the hiatus you are so clever

they rlly thought they had something with the turn them against each other thing. i cant believe they thought they tvy7 rating would let shadowsan and carmen kill each other 🙄

"carmen is DEAD" (cheery tango music)

i mean it works because we know hes wrong and stupid but like

no offense but the tango dancers are animated in a way that is reminiscent of a kid manually moving their barbie dolls legs to make them walk

our girl <3

tell me why dropping 200 feet onto the top of the metal detector was more sneaky than literally anything else she could have done

ok. yes. but the fact she is robbing it does not negate the fact that she will be on the news for breaking into a bank dsjfsdghfkdsa

1021 is the number on the box- could it mean something? in a strictly doylist sense. october 21st doesn't seem to have any significant holidays...I can't find anything, might just be a random number set.

good god the "i...have his eyes." hits me like a truck every time

gina pulled it out with the voice acting in this one

she WAS a very cute baby

"another" link girl what else has there been you should be ecstatic

ayyy its the character literally everyone except spintrap-stan and amaryllis solely remember for being voiced by dante basco

i love how snarky carmen immediately gets. if he knows her name and what she looks like, obviously he's an operative, so she gets to have a little fun in immediately declining him while still gaining valuable information, almost immediately, about who he is and what his talent will be

everyone is very stretched today

this is not my favorite fight scene honestly (at least until flytrap gets here. dont even get me started on her fighting style im in love with it) because its literally just like ooh. he kicks. she dodges. wow. they really do try with the tango parallels but idk

wow!! other people can kick too??? who knew

she protected the face

cutely runs into oncoming traffic

those cars were not even slowing down girl they were just like HONK MOVE OR DIE

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS FLYTRAP MY GIRL

okay mini rant incoming i already did a post on this like a billion years ago but flytrap is one of my favorites because in my opinion she and paper star are the most dangerous villains we ever see in the show. let me. try to find that post actually

yeah here it is

flytrap is also so hot and has the same va as luz so she's just top tier. idk if the team put half the episode budget into celebrity voice actors and thats why we only got 5 episodes but you know what

love how carmen is literally stopping her attempts to get free to banter. girl. stop

shadowsan <3

love how they do not even bother showing the fight they just get their asses handed to them

why didnt they start in veracruz just asking

not the table

ok guys. you can stop with the tango thing now. its okay

that little conversation between ivy and shadowsan is so good

comrades??? sir its not the cold war

article from 17 years ago, thank you for that easy to understand slang

carmen plot armored her way out of getting her skull smashed in on that train so hard that she made maelstrom stupid

its canon both in and outside of the show that color theory is so prevalent that any sort of red at all immediately signals carmen

the colors are so beautiful in this scene. carmen doesnt have her coat or jacket on, everythings just a little desaturated as she searches

THE ACME GANG <3333

not the finger guns and glasses wheeze hes such a loser i love him

THE FORESHADOWING TO EGYPT WITH THE PYRAMIDS ON HER LAPTOP!!!!

love how all we get of julia this season is her being pissed off and then leaving

he was such an asshole for closing her laptop why did he do that 😭

has carmen just been ignoring vile missions for the last season of the year to research her mom or

girlie is so sad about everything

ah yes, the door, the thing you wish to have opened, the best place to lean your full body against after you knock,

i'M SOrry. did you NOT attend a school for THIEVES

HSDGGDG HEY. just broke into your house. im your long lost daughter

i love how she goes DONT TOUCH ANYTHING and then immediately drags her whole arm across the wall and cabinet

also her face when she sees the masks is perfect

okay be honest how many of you have replayed carmen saying maybe mommy at least once. who. raise your hands

shes sooo buff

love how everyone is taking this so seriously and then carmen is just completely apathetic about anything thats going on

dont deadname lupe, carmen

her hair catching a gust of indoor wind for the sole purpose of making her look sick as hell in her intro card is so iconic

as ivy absolutely obliterating zack in the foreground is so fucking funny

she got that "EH EH EH." titter of "HEY NO. DONT YOU DO THAT" down scary well

devineaux strutting im sobbing. julia was doing SO well and then she got paired with devineaux AGAIN

that cab driver looks so concerned about the hulking texan in his backseat

remember when the trailer dropped and we thought those roses were for julia. good times

everyone narrowly avoiding each other as they pull in

you just know ivy smacked zack when he protested to decoy time hdsafhadsg

gotta say the "EH?" while getsuring to the trophies is fucking hilarious. obviously julia knows she wouldnt go after those but its so funny

i do love the way carmen just shrinks any time brunt appears. she is soooo traumatized

VAMOOSE EL MASKO SHES SO ACCURATREIUSDHKFSKHFD SHES EXACTLY WHAT MIDDLE AGED AMERICAN SOUTHERNERS SOUND LIKE

LUPE IS SO FUCKING COOL

devineaux showcasing his braincells for a spilt second this episode

ah, so begins the not a good time mantra

devineaux getting absolutely decimated because he thinks coach brunt thinks hes handsome is so funny

the referee watching two apparent civilians enter the ring: 🙂

carmen is so funny here. she uncuffs herself and then just leaves devineaux to die like fuck his ass he can get smooshed

carmen getting increasingly mad at devineaux while she drags him places is my favorite part of the episode

also, either carmen got stronger or devineaux had a few bouts of crazed research where he didnt eat, but she can drag him easily now as opposed to when she was struggling back at the trap in poitiers

they put this shot in the trailer and without context it just looked like carmen was standing there glaring at brunt menacingly

the cat burglar <3

worst fucking ref on the planet i love him

was carmen stopping to listen to julia's voice i would like to think so

ah the devineaux and cars gag. i mean, to be fair, it wasnt his fault this time

starts beatboxing

carmen really just dumped her whole life story on lupe thats so funny. girlie started the day preparing for a match, got her house broken into, and then ended the day learning about a global crime syndicate

they really ended s2 going THE NEXT SEASON WILL FOCUS ON CARMENS MOM and then started s3 going well actually um okay so

theres our transition sentence

lupe's yellow and blue palette btw!! cs color theory i love you

lupe is more of a mom than carlotta ever gets to be thats sad honestly

carmens little smile ough

here is a shot that very succinctly illustrates the dynamics in the coming seasons. the three at the table stand strong- always have. roundy is basically a footnote no one cares about him and then brunt...brunt is sort of on the edge. this carries over all the way into s4 when malestrom tries to drown her

oh my god i forgot about the weird halloween thing the faculty has going on this season i love it

my analysis is right in time for spooky season >:) halloween IS nearly upon us!!!

OKAY well my thoughts on the luchadora tango caper...pretty good. honestly its kind of net zero information because we introduce the premise of finding carmens mom and then immediately abandon it but it sets up um....well....it sets up....what does it set up

anyway- not my favorite episode, even though lupe is fucking awesome. i think it suffers a little from deviating from that classic caper structure and jumping around, but it does its job as an introductory episode.

until we return, sayonara, mon amigos!

[kerink]

the attic liveshow live react

you can always go in the same way you go out. well. not always. i can think of one time thats not true such as....life

this too shall pass reprise

thai food and mario kart tournament and sawa dead body

listen up to not hurt cecils feelings

wendys built the brown stone spire?!

sniffs cecils lapel sniff sniff

AQUARIUS TRICKING A LEO INTO A CAVE FKDKDKFK

looking at family pics instead of doing the news

a photo of mom and cecil and abby <333

abby and cecil are gonna fall into the big hole...

cecil collected animals..

BEAVER PEED IN ABBYS BBED

named the snake after his mom...

tamikaaaaaa

cecils stuffed animal TT_TT

NOOOO HE LEFT IT BEHIND

"she could be cruel i suppose" ill say cecil

JACKIE FERRO MENTION POG

wretched gretchen: she hesrd your wish

"kids with their tiktok dances" cecil talk to your husband

michelle helping people become musicians?!

oh ok shes my queen never mind

theyre mouthing yergent lmfao

ah. the picture of cecils mom. ah

oh they just keep making new trauma up for him

lee macin best known for being 30 years old

WHEN HE WAS A YOUNG MAN ONLY 30 YEARS OLD 💀💀💀

cecil going to sleep cuddled up to his radio listening to leonard 😭😭😭💕💕💕

cecils face when kip was insisting the shirt was a card almost killed me

carlos please take his credit card away

AUOTE GET REAL

kip trying to take cecil soul... this already happened to him

CECIL YOU DID PLAY BASEBALL AS A KID COME ON

well he played with earl so it makes sense why he wouldnt rememebr

CRANOR PUT ON THE T SHIRT

qhen he shook his head and mouthed no about meditation 💀 he was so cute

he freaking teleported us to san fransciso

BALDWINS LITTLE POSE WHEN HE STARTED THE SECOND WENDYS PART THE WAY HE KICKED HIS LEGGIE

THERES A MAN PLAYING MYSIC

disperitions little nod

CECIL POKIG AT SDISPERITIONS STUFF

cecil was sooooo cute at the keyboard 😭😭😭

larry leroy shooting birds‼️‼️

cecils little sad/scared uhhuh was so cuuuute

cecil dismissing a book not holding up TO TAMIKA girl howd she not kill you

SHE CALLED HIM CEECCEE

CECIL WENT BACK TO THERAPY oh its an iguana

"nobody has repressed more stuff than me" baby we know

this is condos 2

THERE WAS NO FAMILY TRIP TO THE GRAND CANYON

we should see something of this country but we only made it a few blocks

abby and i sat in the dark holding hands not knowing what game was being played only that we were losing it

wendys is no bed bath amd beyond when it comes to interdemensional magic

perfection isnt human

"i cant change the pain of my childhood past"

CARLOS AND CECIL ARE TAKING ESTEBAN TO THE GRAND CANYON

"as soon as i figure out how to get out of night vale" 💀

I ACCIDENTALLY STARTED A PREMATURE CLAP AT THE SF LIVE SHOW 🙈

[stompandhollar]

The Only Son of The Falling Snow!! what a beautiful title, please tell us more, what ship, what fandom and whats the general plot??

<3

omg raniyah i was HOPING you’d have pick this one 🥹

So the title is the name of a song by Bear’s Den, and it reminds me so much of Jon. Its so gentle and somber, but with so much under the surface.

It’s a Jon/Satin fic (🙊) bc i couldn’t help myself, and it’s a canon complacent fic set right after Jon comes back from the dead. It’s gonna be multi-chapter, with HEAVY Jon introspection. I just love writing deep dives of characters through fics it’s my kryptonite.

Vibe is lots of nights watch brothers shenanigans (Edd and Pyp shine, and so does Sam and ofc Tormund) and Jon grappling with 8,000 moral issues at once bc he likes to pick moral quandaries up and carry them around like sticks for no reason.

Snippet:

“It isn’t like that.”

“It could be.”

“Aye, it could be. but as Lord Commander—“

“As Lord Commander,” Pyp laughed, “You can do whatever you want!”

“That doesn’t mean I should.” Jon barked, growing impatient with his company. Why in Seven Hells did they have to gang up on him like this?

“But you do want to,” Edd stated, carefully. It was half a question, half a statement.

Jon looked between the three men, sizing them up. The bloody lot of them, they cared for him. They cared for him, and this wasn’t a trap. To hell with it.

“Of course I want to.” He sighed. The two fools beside him slapped him on the back, but Jon continued. “I’m attracted to him, but it wouldn’t be right. I don’t want to sleep with him, no, Gods, I want to sleep with him, but, think of the boy—!”

“He’s older than you.”

“He’s my steward! It’d have been backwards had I been sleeping with Lord Commander Mormont, yea?”

“Only because he’s as old as dirt.”

“Edd, you aren’t listening. My position affords me less freedom, despite what power might imply. I cant prowl around like a damned dog in heat! Acting on whatever urges—“

“If I may,” Sam interjected.

Snow paused. He never barreled through his side comments like he did Ed and Pyp’s.

“You may.”

“Were he a woman. Would you feel the same?”

There was no need to think over this scenario. The Old Gods of his father had less… rules, then The Seven. It wasn’t shame that stopped Jon in his tracks when it came to Satin— It was duty.

“Even more so.”

“Then don’t act,” Said Sam. Jon watched his gaze steadily. “You’re behaving honorably, Jon. It’d be different if you had feelings for him, real feelings…”

“I don’t. I care for him, of course I do, I care for all of you, but—“

“But you don’t want to sleep with any of us.” Edd smirked. Jon put a hand in his shoulder and let himself relax with a smile.

“Kill the rumors.” Jon nodded appreciatively at Sam. “His standing with the brothers has shoddy footing as it is.”

(don’t listen to Jon. He does have feelings 🫡)

[serickswrites]

Recording V

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

Warnings: captivity, torture, beating, bruises, wounds, stabbing, blood, blood loss, cpr, temporary character death, field med, bleeding out, rescue

Max frantically, but methodically, pumped James’ chest. James’ head lolled back and forth with each movement. As Max pumped, he barked another order at Lily’s retreating back, “Full med kit! Be sure it has the epi in it. NOW!”

He could hear Lily’s boots thunder down the hall. He had to have faith that she would keep it together. Remember what he would need to keep James alive. If he could bring James back to life. 

“Come on, James, not like this buddy. Come on.” Max continued to pump James’ chest without stopping. As long as he pumped, James’ heart would technically still beat. And if his heart was technically still beating his wasn’t dead. 

Which was good because James looked dead. His skin was ghostly pale, his jaw slack and mouth open. Max could see why his heart had probably stopped beating. Between all the bruising and swelling of his face, and the blood that coated his chest and stomach, Max wasn’t sure if James was bleeding out or if he had gone into shock. Regardless of the cause, if Max didn’t get James’ heart beating on its own fast, their mission to get James back would have failed. And Max couldn’t stomach failing James. 

Not after everything. 

Lily dropped the med kit next to Max. “Do you need me to take over?” She asked, interrupting Max’s thoughts. 

Max shook his head. “No. Draw up the epi. When I pause, I want you to stab the needle into his chest right here.” It had to work. It had to work.  

Lily nodded. “This should buy us enough time to get him to a hospital. Right?”

“Yeah, it should. In theory,” Max huffed out.  “Do it now!”

Lily stabbed the needle into James’ chest, depressing the plunger quickly. James didn’t seem to react. “Did it work?”

Max put two fingers to James’ neck. “Please, James. Please.” Max was rewarded with an ever so faint and irregular pulse. “Got him!” Max quickly scooped James into his arms and started to run. “We need to get him to the hospital. Now.”

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Chapter 13: How Wonderful Life Is Now You’re In The World

Later that day, Wally and Carmen were walking through the gardens at VILE. She was catching him up on everything that happened. “So, within a week you went from just you and M, to all these agents? And its been this way for years?! I gotta say thats pretty impressive but didja have to go back to stealing? You know I have money enough in the banks..” he said, holding her hand. She shook her head, “We couldn’t touch it. They took it all and froze it. I was hunted.” She paused and pulled away, turning from him and wraps her arms around herself. “Wally, I… don’t know what to do. How to feel.. I thought you were dead. I had to move on. I had nothing else.” He placed a gentle hooked finger under her chin and turned her head towards him, he gave his warmest smile, “But I’m right here. We can pick up where we left off. Sure the kids are being watched, so it may be back like we were dating. Remember our first meeting? You were having a bad day and I came along and tried to help you..” Carmen chuckled, “We were at the library. I was trying to figure out some details on architecture of ancient greek temples so I could see how to safely transport them. And you were looking for vintage comics.”

He laughed, “I just remember looking your way and I could not stop staring. I had to get your number.” She nodded, “I kept rejecting you because I thought I had no time for romance. I still kinda think that I shouldn’t jump back in right away. I still need to get the kids back and its still not safe for them to be here. It just wouldn’t work.” She pulled away again, only to hear him start singing, “All you need is love~….”

“Not this again.”

“All you need is love~…”

“You cant lure me this time.”

“All you need is loooove~”

“Your love is just not for me.”

“I was made for loving you, baby, you were made for loving me~”

He reached out for her hand as he sang the same serenade as their first day in the library. “The only way of loving me, baby, is if you promise not to leave.” She sang back, smirking. “Just one night. Just one night.” He begs her, down on one knee. “Theres no way, I wont sway.” He gets up and picks a rose, belting out as he hands it to her, “In the naaame of love. Just one night in the name of looove~” she sighs and takes the rose, bopping him gently on the head with it, laughing. “You crazy fool, what will I do with you?” She didn’t want to admit it but his silly romantics was worming its way into her heart again, he smiled and hugged her tightly, “Dont… leave me this way. I won’t survive without your sweet love.. please don’t leave me this way..” he barely sang that verse, his voice trembling and cracking, tightening the embrace.

Carmen blinked and hesitated before hugging him back, not singing back but assuring him. “Alright.. I suppose we could be lovers once again..” she blinked back tears, nuzzling into him. She could feel him smile before he lifted his head to look into her eyes then kissed her deeply. Blushing, she kissed as deeply back, wrapping her arms around his neck. He took her by the hand and they hurried to the mansion and into Carmen’s room, giggling and laughing like high school sweethearts.

Lekir, Asta and Drake were sitting on the couch, playing a console game together, Lekir’s ear twitches as she looked over her shoulder, furrowing her brow. “Should I ask her how this is going to work? I don’t want to be put on the sidelines now that the hubby’s back.” She frets. Drake looked over to where the two love-horses scurried off and looked at Lekir. “Honestly I wouldn’t worry about it. She’s been with you for fifteen years already. I doubt she’ll forget about you that quickly. This is what? His first night back in her life since then? Give them like a week or so to catch up.”

Lekir sighs and settles back into the game, seeing that Drake’s character had killed her character, crying out in protest. “Oh COME ON!! I was distracted!!” Drake roared in laughter.

The sun rose the next morning, shining in the window of Carmen’s room. She was nestled in pillows and her comforter and blinked at the window, just waking up. She turned over, groaning slightly as she snuggled in and curled up deeper into the covers…and came nose to nose with Waldo. “Good morning, my sunshine.” Carmen yelped out in surprise and leaped back, effectively falling off the side of the bed. Groaning she rubs her hip where she fell, Waldo peeking over the side, “Are you ok? That wasn’t the reaction I was expecting..” Carmen looked up and the sun’s light beaming onto his face made it look even more like a dream. “Is this.. real? Or am I still dreaming?” She questioned as she reached up to his face, caressing it. She sniffed and frowned in confusion, “Do I smell burnt toast? Ooh no. I’m finally having a stroke, aren’t I? This is how I die. Fallen out of bed, naked, on the floor… not in an impressive shootout on a heist.. “ Waldo laughed and held out his hand, “You’re not dead yet! Here, I’ll help you up. I made you breakfast!” She gripped his hand and stood up, her legs still wobbly from the night before.

She leans on the bed and stares at him, smiling. “So you really did come back. I was afraid it was all a dream. It feels so surreal..” He walks around the bed to her, setting on her nightstand a tray of slightly burnt toast and an attempt of eggs over easy. “Sorry, I was never as good in the kitchen as you were. I just wanted to see you happy.” He rubs the back of his neck as she took the plate and ate a few bites. She made a grimaced face with a smile, chuckling “These eggs are really terrible.. but they will do. Thank you, my love.”

He kissed her temple and sat beside her, watching her nibble on the toast, which admittedly was much more edible than the eggs. “You even put my favorite apple jelly on it.” She mused. “Does no one give you breakfast in bed? Or cook for you?” He tilted his head. Carmen chuckled, “Oh we all have turns cooking but you are the only one who over-romanticizes the relationship. Which reminds me, we need to have a chat with Lekir at some point. She’s been a loving wife to me these past fourteen years, we couldnt make it official with no body to prove my widow-ship. I want to keep her as my wife but also keep you as my husband.. I know laws only allow one, but I dont want to lose what I have.” She fidgets and wrings her fingers nervously as she spoke. “I had to move on since I had no evidence of your survival nor death for so long… It puts me in this weird and hard situation. Do.. you think you could accept a possible poly situation with me?” Waldo sat and put his hand over her fretting hands. “I will accept anything that makes you happy. I will try not to be jealous, but I will not back off from my amount of affections. I will still shower you with love every time we’re near.” She smiles and nods, standing to get dressed for the day, “I’m glad to hear that. Now we will just need to hear what she says about it.”

“Absolutely not! One: I don’t know the guy, Two: he isn’t my type. He’s too.. soft. Three: I already deal with Asta’s husband, I dont need to be in an actual relationship with another himbo, No offense.” Lekir listed off her reasons, she clarified that she wasn’t in a relationship with Ninoga, she just didnt want to be in a relationship with a himbo in general. Waldo tilted his head, blinking his blue eyes a bit absently. “No offense to what?” Lekir pinched between her eyes, turning to Carmen “Nevermind. What I’m saying is that I’m with you, not him.” Carmen nodded, “Thats fine with me. I’m not asking you to fully commit to him as you do to me. I don’t want to force you to do anything you are not comfortable with.” Lekir thought about it. “So like a V and not a triangle. Got it. Yeah I think that should work.” Carmen and Wally smiled, Carmen sighing in relief. Lekir put up a finger, “But I still will require that ass if we double team you in bed.” Carmen blushed heavily, chewing her inner cheek, she never thought of the idea of both of them in one bed with her. “That… may be a lot of fun.” Lekir licks her muzzle and leans in, nipping Carmen’s ear “If you want, I’m up for it now.” The mare bit her lip and stifled a moan since her ears were a sensitive turn on. “I think I’m good for now. I’m still wobbly from last night.. maybe later though. I actually wanted to go through this new heist I have in mind. I think the loot may help with Wally’s condition.” Wally perked up at the news, “Really? Thats wonderful! Wow.. I have a new lease on life!” Carmen raised her hands, “Hold on, hold on! I said it MIGHT. Its just a theory. The myth tells of a deathless slave who was demonized for his beliefs and is said to have the ability to revive the dead, but if he can do that, I’m sure he may remove any infliction that causes death. We need to be careful with this since the loot is this slave’s death. If we bargain with it, there is still a big chance he will deny us outright. He’s not exactly a saint in the myth. He’s described as malevolent.” Lekir stood from her seat and started to head towards the research halls, “Well, what are we sitting around for? Let’s find out more about this deathless slave.”