#brownie the journalist

[skeletondremmer]

wWOAH SELETODNREMMER POSTS BUGSNAX DRAWING AFTER FOREVER???? yeah i did this was made on magma as also a weird redesign of my oc

[batsplat]

come on there’s gotta be at least 3 sete/vale rivalry appreciators (you me and pedro acosta)!! haven’t seen 2003-05 seasons in full but mugello 2004 alone was so great.

vale and gibernau finished 1&2 on the same podium SEVEN times in 2003, the only ppl who did it more in a single year (since 2000, was too lazy to look back further) were lorenzo/pedrosa in 2012 when they swapped 1&2 places 9 times on the podium.

I love you anon

listen, I know some people need their rivalries to be more balanced than this, but in terms of actual on-track battles it's like. one of the very best this century. (I'm trying to hold back from calling it the best this century but I don't not believe that?) also some might argue that the 1-2 achievement is even more impressive in 2003 than in 2012, given more riders were capable of fighting for wins and the field spread was way less dramatic. sete's 2003 season in particular is so underrated, man's scoring an average of 17.3 points per race, four wins, 10/16 races on the podium, only two races where he was worse than fourth... serious pace plus consistency! out of nowhere!

anyway, here's every notable on-track encounter between sete and valentino, with * to **** asterisks by how worth watching it is for the fight between those two specifically. (for most of these, of course you can find more details in the sete post and the valentino race recs post.) using italics I've indicated which races are available on youtube (or on facebook, in the case of phillip island 2004):

welkom 2003**: the first race after kato's death, and the one where sete secures his unlikely emotional victory. valentino applied heavy pressure on sete in the late stages, but sete stood firm

le mans 2003***: yes, valentino was unlucky when the race was interrupted by rain - but the resulting battle between sete and valentino in the last few laps in tricky conditions is fantastic. multiple overtakes on the last lap and both riders off-track at the final corner

catalunya 2003*: valentino looked locked-on for the victory until he made two mistakes, the second of which has him go off-track and drop several places to hand capirossi the win. vale finds some crazy pace to catch up with biaggi and sete and pass them both

sachsenring 2003****: valentino gets a big enough lead you think it's surely over... but then sete catches him, leading valentino to let him go by so he can study him from behind. a dramatic final lap that prompts a bit of an existential crisis from valentino

brno 2003****: valentino shows up after the summer break with red hair, a determined smile and a mission. this race is a thriller, a proper dogfight between 3-5 riders with plenty of twists and turns - before the whole thing distils into an all timer of a final lap duel

rio 2003*: valentino sticks behind sete for a while, but it feels like he was just biding his time. once he gets past, he pushes hard and pulls away for a comfortable win

sepang 2003*: the match point race, after valentino had run away with the season post-brno. valentino gets a middling start and has to hunt down sete, but once he does he again pulls away

mugello 2004***: MY BELOVED. this is where the momentum in that season really shifts, courtesy of one hell of a chaotic race. there is an excellent sete/valentino duel in this race, but it's far from the only thing going on. all of it's brilliant

catalunya 2004****: a race long duel! I love catalunya duels because so much of it is about tyres getting chewed up and the riders wobbling and sliding more and more. sete's home race and psychologically a very important race... one hell of a show

assen 2004****: the turning point of the relationship! I still FULLY believe this set up everything that happened next, even if nobody talks about this race any more. the fight slaps!! the last lap slaps!! the podium with bad vibes slaps!! valentino in that presser!!

brno 2004*: sete badly needed a win here, and in the end it's not particularly close. the early battle with those two and biaggi is fun, but eventually sete's newly upgraded honda has the clear edge

phillip island 2004****: the first duel post-qatar curse - so these two now hate each other. it's also a match point race! banger of a start, sete is proper feisty here leaving valentino to hunt him down. banger of a final lap too

valencia 2004*: last race of the season - and even though the title's been sealed up, wouldn't it be nice to get a morale-boosting win to take into the new year? at sete's home race too? ah, you know how this goes. the way valentino gets past sete is pretty funny

jerez 2005****: well of course! again, fierce start, and it takes a bit to get rid of everyone else so it's just those two again. the last lap is something special, as is the post-race drama

catalunya 2005***: back on sete home turf!! and sete rides such a good race, he's really doing his very best - except of course valentino is hunting him down again. there's a brutally dismissive quality to this victory

le mans 2005***: edwards streaks off in front until valentino catches him - and vale's content to sit on his teammate's rear tyre until sete catches them both. the race from there is a joy

sachsenring 2005***: another goody! hayden features quite prominently in this one, and crucially valentino never manages to make a break for it. sete leads going into the final lap

brno 2005***: the fun of this one is in remembering it's sachsenring // summer break // brno... and the duel here immediately picks up again with valentino brusquely cutting past sete on the first lap. really makes it feel like sete is trapped in some sort of a hellish time loop... the end to this one is proper CRUEL

qatar 2005***: one year anniversary of that race and of course sete is desperate to repeat his success. the more of these you watch the crueller they get, not least when it really does look like he's built up enough of a lead. melandri also plays a big part in this one

mugello 2006**: you just know how badly sete would have loved to win this (and so did the commentators). entire race is excellent but sete mainly features in the starting dogfight, not the latter stages

phillip island 2006**: this is a chaos bike swap race and there's a lot going on, all of which is very relevant to the title fight. relevant to this post is that sete and valentino end up fighting for the last podium place on the very last lap. their last duel before sete's career was cut short by injury

obviously, if anyone's looking to watch the full sete/valentino story, there's a few more races you'd have to add in like 2004 welkom, qatar and sepang. anyway, this rivalry slaps. hopefully soon a fourth person can be recruited to the cause

[fushitoru]

wips.

a/n ok so these are my wips. I hate my brain for not being able to stick to one but I will try to lock in. requests are not on here but they are being worked on. im j posting in case you guys r curious and want to talk about them!

a few days prior to finishing and posting i will send out an announcement asking if anyone wants to get tagged. i hope to get thru this wip list maybe by the end of this year? we’ll see!

the season of thorned roses CH5 — gojo x reader (1K/5%)

synopsis: (bridgerton!au) duke!gojo x diamond! reader

frat parties and nurse outfits — gojo x reader (this is probably going to end up as week 1 of kinktober if I’m going to be honest LOL)

synopsis: going to a party w bf!gojo (same au as rainy days and brownies, except with the aforementioned jealousy of girls and nurse outfit sex)

infect me with your love — gojo x reader (<1K/5%)

synopsis: (spiderman!au + academic rivals to lovers) spiderman!gojo x reader

is it casual now? — gojo x reader (2K, 5%)

synopsis: (college au, fwb to lovers) fwb!gojo x reader

the alchemy — gojo x reader (sort of planned)

synopsis: (olympics!au) provolleyballplayer!gojo x gf!reader

how to lose a guy in 10 days — gojo x reader (<1K, 1%)

synopsis: ad exec!gojo x journalist!reader

UNTITLED — gojo x reader (1K, idek bruh)

synopsis: miraculous/superhero!au cat noir! gojo x ladybug!reader

UNTITLED — geto x reader

synopsis: (break up + make up) finance bro!geto x gf!readee

UNTITLED — sukuna x reader

synopsis: ghostface!sukuna x reader

UNTITLED — gojo x reader (1K, 20%)

synopsis: (fantasy pet turned human) cat!gojo x reader

UNTITLED — nanami x reader

synopsis: (enemies to lovers academia!au) professor!nanami x professor/grad student!reader (think love theoretically haha)

i do not authorize any copying/stealing of ideas on here.

[pand0ra-certifiedweirdo]

Heyy, my name is Pandora and I’m on here to talk to friends and have fun 😊

About me:

I’m 17

she/they

I’m a Ravenclaw

I’m a trans girl and I’m also pansexual, so if you are homophobic or transphobic, please kindly leave

I like, my boyfriend, alchemy, spirituality, knitting, my friends, dissecting bugs and animals with my brother, making tea, and so much other stuff!

People you should check out!:

@xen0-lovegood my future husband <3

@totally-not-regulus my best friend

@thorns-and-rosier my twin brother

@thatbivthbcj we bury bodies together

@meadowesofflowers my sister from a another mister

@so-sirius-rn Reggie’s big brother

@definetlynotawerewolf103 a really cool guy

@fieldoflilllies the redhead to remus’ twink

@i-dont-have-farm makes the best brownies

@prongsie-rambles a super nice and funny dude

@effie-potter and his amazing mother

@petertheratatoullie makes the best tea

@marleneslostmarbles Dorcas’ girlfriend

@bellatrix-black-bitch my bestie Bella

@narc1ssa-black Bella’s sister

@skeeeeeeter-gossips Bella’s journalist gf

@thebetterlestrangebrother he’s interesting…

(Ooc: this is a roleplay account and this is how I see Pandora, if you have an issue with it, get out)

(Ooc: My main: @cheekyboybeth)

[ginevralinton]

Have a very quick Chess-Husbands-Julian-POV-Ramble-Thing that I don't have the energy to think of a title for or to edit

(sorry for any mistakes in this)

No Getting Feelings had been part of the contract, right from the beginning. He’d set it out, clear and simple: No Feelings, No Commitment, and No Special Treatment.

He hadn’t been worried about himself, obviously. Let’s be honest, this was Julian Fawcett, former MP (disgraced), whose cold, decrepit heart had (literally) given up on him, getting it off with an actual caveman, who sometimes chased squirrels like a dog.

No Getting Feelings – perfectly easy for him, perhaps a bit harder for Robin who got attached to the moon and mice and various people who’d long been sucked off (perhaps in more than one way, Julian hadn’t got round to asking yet), but all in all, not too difficult because the caveman was, well, a caveman, who’d seen everything, lost most things, and dismissed Christmas, weddings, government, and  canapes as silly fads. (There really was no convincing him on the merits of bite-sized, caviar crostini or a devilled egg – would leave me starving – yes, that’s the point, all the more room for the wine-dinner – would rather eat bum – I’m sure you would).

Really, the whole thing had just been a formality, a little precaution – look, Julian had been caught out before. And yeah, he was dead, but that didn’t mean other dead people couldn’t make you after-life into hell – or, you know, a precursor to hell, if this was purgatory. He’d just said it, because that’s what you – he – did when anything like this started anyway. No Feelings, No Special Treatment, No Commitment – the big three – and sure, there were a few others (No Sleeping in My Bed – broken after two weeks; No Suggestive Looks in Company – dismissed after a month or so, because honestly, some people were dense) – but it was important to get those three in straight off.

And look, Julian had intended to keep to the contact – but, well, you know, it was like the Great British public always said, like what the BBC, and every journalist were always reminding everyone: never trust a word a politician says.

In his defence, he really hadn’t thought it would require any effort to stick to the rules. He really hadn’t considered that games of chess, finding the same things funny, doing some actual stargazing, and dipping into a few too many deep-tragic-conversations might actually dredge something up in him besides his basic need to get off.

Still, stranger things have happened – men on the moon, The Green Party getting seats, that time in Amsterdam with the contortionist – becoming a ghost. All of that to say, yes, it did come as a bit of a shock when half-way through some god-awful Music Club, Julian had found himself not wincing at Pat rendition of Fernando, but looking over at Robin, who was absolutely into the performance, like he was with most music, come to think of it, because let it be said, the caveman’s taste was anything that made a kind-of-vaguely-musical-sound, and yes, Julian was trying to refine this a bit, but back to the point. He was looking over at Robin, all in his element, and then, he was having this warm, gooey feeling, the kind of feeling that could only be compared to a menu trying to tempt you into getting the caramel brownie sundae over the cheese board or the expresso with a shot of whatever liquor was on offer – except, well, this time, Julian was swayed.

Alright, so it wasn’t that simple and he’d be doing some creative photoshopping of the truth if he was to suggest it was all mushy-lovey-dovey from that moment on. Yes, he had a good few oh-god-oh-god-oh-god moments, two months of trying to avoid Robin (easier than you’d think, living in the same house and all), a false declaration of being sick-to-death-or-whatever-the-already-dead-equivalent-was of chess, and then a simple demand of what is your big problem now?, a whole bunch of rambling and walking in literal and verbal circles, and an actual crackling of lightening, a clap of thunder, a moment of forgetting they were dead and seeking shelter in the old gatehouse – four-walls, a bed, dry at least, even though it didn’t matter anymore – a brief conversation and then it was all settled in their own way – and no, Julian would not be making any further comment at this time – because no, it wasn’t that kind of story, or that one – and look, if you were to fall into the after-life with a bottle of something decent – or even not, at this point – then he’d probably tell you.

All that to say this: this thing – him and the caveman – had not been part of the plan – had not been part of the deal at all, but he should have known better really, because say what you like about Julian Fawcett, former-MP (disgraced), but know, if you ever need someone without any scruples to break a contract, he’s your man.

[pruneunfair]

I was re-reading some remarried empress chapters and it made me realize that Rashtas only trust worthy "friend" so far is a maid names Nikki who steals Evalies necklace for her and in general is pretty loyal to Rashta (so far)

And it got me thinking "what if Rashta had a group of women that would be by her side and make her feel loved" but since none of the nobleladies outside of Viscountess Verdi (who at this point is an unwilling ally) would actually like Rashta beyond basic manners, the friends Rashta would have could be the maid equivalent of Naviers ladies in waiting. Gossipy, sharp tongued, but with a difference of doing what it takes to survive. They would all have varying backgrounds but all would have grown up in some level of poverty, some maybe went days without food, maybe one was even a former slave and felt that Rashta being the hope for commoners was the best thing to happen in the eastern empire. At first Rashta would hire them both for brownie points and because she could relate to their struggles. They weren't noble enough to be official ladies in waiting but their support would be real and not fear.

However the maids I'm thinking of wouldn't dislike Navier just because Rashta said she was bad, they wouldn't hate Navier but they'd probably not care about her problems caused by Rashta since to them, Navier really didn't do much to improve or worsen their lives when they were still in poverty. This was inspired by the fact that the only people that rave about how amazing Navier is are other nobles and Evalie, the token common girl who's actually the long lost daughter of nobles. It could be a sweet moment for Rashta where she realizes that these maids actually care about her, and while they probably can't convince her of anything too powerful like Duke Ergi being a scumbag who's only using her, they could help steer her back into her humanity where she tries to be a better empress.

This doesn't mean that Rashta would have undying lackeies though, even if Rashta lived a life like they did, they wouldn't justify all her cruel deeds, I thought of some conflict that would occur once of them discovers what Rashta did to Delice and it becomes a whole "how do we you know you won't do this to us if we say something you don't like?" And even if Rashta explained her reasons and gave reassurance that Delice only lost her tongue so her safety could be guaranteed, most of the other maids wouldn't buy this and since Rashta has the journalist guy already causing problems for her, she would play it smart and promise it was a horrible mistake she would never repeat. They'd all stay but only because they are afraid of that they could end up like Delice and switch back into survival mode where they overflatter and exist to serve Rashta to save them from a fate worse then death.

This causes huge levels of pain for Rashta because now her own friends only fear her now that they know what kind of levels she would go to, spiraling her further into depression.

[askquim]

The anonymous fortune teller arrives again with new fortunes!

Raph: yes Quim shall meet someone when he is 13 and be married when he is 25 and have 10 children (one of them will be named after you!) And you will also meet the love of your life!(spoiler alert! She is a badass fighter and loves kids and koalas)

Donnie: you and Mark will own together the largest and best tech selling company in the world and will be extremely rich and you will finally get your uranium (but side note,make sure that Leo does not rob you of your riches!)

Mikey: yes,you and Liro will own a huge,huge,huge,huge,huge,huge,huge,huge,huge puppy and kitten farm with 500 puppies and 500 kittens in it! And one of the kitten's will be named Sir Stripeferd the 3rd and one of the puppies will be named Mr.Cookie Mac Fluff Paws.

Quim: you shall have quadruplet siblings. 2 brothers and two sisters.

Liro: you will lead your clan and become a great ninja warrior and tour mother will be extremely proud of you.

Cassandra: you will adopt the other version of your future adopted son, Casey jr and have a little girl as well after him and you will be a successful hockey coach and brownie company seller.

Splinter: you will have 15 grandkids.

April: you will become a famous and successful investigative journalist and will be known as a hero and the government will one day hire you as a secret agent!

Leo: (slaps you across the face) DO NOT INSULT THE MAGIC OF MY FORTUNE TELLING AND ADMIT YOU ARE A JEALOUS UGLY BULLFROG!!!!!

Jokes aside, I'm really surprised that you came really close to some things AND I liked some theories XD

[ravens-kiss]

Finally finished one. This is on AO3 as well, the link to which is posted on my main blog, @ravenh37 .

Not much but I hope you enjoy...

Also on Wattpad ...

An imaginary account of Gene's accidental experience with pot brownies in 1974 from the POV of his date (y\n).

This is my first time posting fanfiction. I've read a lot of great fanfics about KISS by other fans and thought it was time I put in my two cents worth 😅. I hope whoever reads it enjoys it.

Here's a little something I came up with awhile back after reading about the one and only time Gene Simmons got high. I'd read about it in Peter Criss's book, Gene Simmons' biography , and articles where his actual date that night, rock journalist, Jaan Uhelski, told her account of it.

Some of the details were as fuzzy as I'm sure Gene's brain was that night. Was it a diner or store they stopped at? Was it '74 or '76? Was it Peter Criss's birthday or the rock promoter's birthday? Did he have three brownies or six? The world may never know, but who cares. This is a fictional story so I took a lot of liberties filling in the blanks. This is from the POV of his date, Y\N…

Detroit loved KISS and they showed them how much one evening in '74. After their show they were presented with a special award and a party was thrown in their honor. It was also the promoter's birthday so there were goodies of all kinds.

I was Gene's guest that night. We'd been hanging out together and getting kinda close lately so it was only natural that he asked me to be his date. I didn't know if tonight would be the night that something happened between us but we seemed to be headed in that direction. There was a lot of flirtation and sexual tension between us. It was well known that Gene liked his girls, and I was a girl who liked to be liked. Especially by brown eyed, hairy chested hunks. It was the perfect storm.

It was ironic really that as much as the two of us looked like hippies we were the only ones there not partaking in drugs or alcohol. His band mates were half lit along with everyone else but that stuff never appealed to Gene. His only weakness (besides girls) was sweets.

After the cake had been cut and the presents unwrapped I excused myself for a moment to go to the ladies room and fix my makeup. When I got back to the party there were waitresses making rounds with trays piled high with brownies.

Now I had heard the guys talking earlier and I knew that they had been made with hash. So my stomach dropped when I got back to the table and saw Gene stuffing one the size of a phone book in his mouth.

"Gene! What are you doing?"

“Having a brownie. Want me to get you one?" He said around a mouthful.

“Gene, don't you know those are pot brownies?"

He just looked at me with his mouth full and blinked a few times. After a second he swallowed and said, "What? Nah... I'm having another one," and stuffed the rest of the one he was holding in his mouth.

"I'm not kidding. I heard someone talking about it. They're made with hash. Nobody told you?"

He was starting to look a little worried. "Come on, Y/n, who would defile perfectly good chocolate with drugs? "

" Oh, I don't know. Maybe them. " I pointed to Peter and Ace who kept looking over at us and snickering. When he turned around and saw how the guys were acting he knew for sure then that he'd been had.

"Okay, please tell me you only had the one brownie." I knew that wasn't likely. Like I said before Gene has a major sweet tooth.

"Not exactly..." He looked sheepish like a kid who just got caught in the cookie jar. It would have been funny under other circumstances.

"How many?"

"Three... or four... maybe six…"

I sighed and put a hand over my eyes. "Oh, man, you're gonna be fucked up for a month."

His eyes started to widen. I knew that he didn't do drugs but I'd forgotten how naive he was about them. I'd heard about him once putting cocaine in his coffee at the recording studio thinking it was sweetener.

"No, no. Not really. Don't panic. But you are gonna feel really weird the rest of the night."

" Well, I feel fine so far. Maybe it won't do anything. " He said. His expression was so hopeful. Poor Gene.

Sure enough in no time he was flying, looking around fascinated by every little thing he saw. It was like he'd just landed on Ace's imaginary planet, Jendell. Everyone else thought it was hilarious but I knew how upset he would be after he came back down. Drugs went against his whole constitution. I stuck close to him keeping an eye out to make sure he didn't get into too much trouble. He started talking really loud and patting the sides of his head like he was checking the size of it, or maybe to make sure it was still attached.

After a bit he came up to me and said, "Y\N, I THINK I NEED TO LEAVE! EVERYONE'S LAUGHING AT ME!" I covered my ears because he was still yelling. "Hey, inside voice, Gene. I can hear you just fine."

So we left. I helped him to the car because his depth perception seemed a little off. He was walking like the ground wasn't quite solid under his feet. I was practically holding him up, thanking God that we had a driver and that Gene didn't drive himself.

I wanted to strangle Peter and Ace, maybe Paul, too (not sure if he was in on it or not,) and I was kicking myself for not tipping Gene off to what I'd heard about the brownies. But I assumed he already knew and I'd figured that they wouldn't bring them out until after we left since Gene and I were anti drug. And I was kinda counting on leaving early with him, if you know what I mean.

Heading to the hotel Gene suddenly realized he was thirsty. Thirstier than he'd ever been before in his life, apparently. And only milk would suffice. He tapped the driver on the shoulder, still speaking loudly. "Hey! Pull over to that place there!"

The place was a seedy little all night convenience store in a rough looking part of the city. I clung tightly to his arm as we walked inside. It was dimly lit. Only a couple of people were there not counting the guy behind the counter.

Everyone looked up at us as Gene said in a loud clear voice, "Can I get a glass of milk, please!" I wanted to disappear at that point.

"We don't sell glasses of milk here, son," said the guy at the counter, giving us a look that was part disgust and part weariness. You could tell he probably saw a lot of people in Gene's current condition on a nightly basis.

A look came over Gene's face that would've looked right at home on the face of a five year old that just found out that Christmas has been cancelled.

"Thanks anyway, sir. Sorry we bothered you," I said as I lead Gene out the door. "Come on. We'll find a diner and have a bite to eat. They should have milk." This perked him up a little.

The driver took us to an all night diner where we had burgers and fries. I sipped on a diet Coke while Gene chugged down two glasses of milk. When our food was brought over he dug in with gusto. The munchies stage had hit him. It didn't take us long to finish our meal before we headed back to the hotel.

When we got back to the hotel I followed Gene back to his room. I had a room of my own but I didn't think it was wise to leave him alone. He was still pretty freaked. When he got out the room key he just stared at it for a moment.

"Y\n, I don't think it's gonna fit. Look at it! It's the size of a sledge hammer."

" Don't worry, it'll fit. See?" And I took the key and let us into the room. Gene went to use the bathroom and after a second he called through the door, "Whoa, y\n, you ought to see this! Is this a side effect, or what?"

"Oh God," I said as I covered my eyes. Not that I hadn't planned on checking it out, of course. But I didn't think that was going to be on the agenda for tonight now. Again I felt like killing the guys for their little stunt.

I helped Gene get undressed and get into bed. Even in his current state he still couldn't help being his usual amorous self but I told him he needed to rest and let the drugs wear off. I think we both agreed this was a wise decision when the hallucinations really kicked in. At one point he looked at me, screamed like I'd just sprouted horns and started backing away from me. I went to get a cold wash cloth for his head not knowing what else to do to calm him down. When I came back to the bed he was on the phone with Peter and I heard him tell him that my face was melting and asking him if he was going to OD.

Gene really didn't seem that reassured when he got off the phone. I was a little freaked out, myself, seeing him in this state. It was so unlike his usual cool, collected self. I was beginning to worry if there was something besides just weed in those brownies. His reaction seemed a little extreme.

He flinched away when I put the wash cloth to his head. I settled down beside him on the bed and took his hand. “Look, my face is not melting. It's just the drugs making you see things. See?" And I put his hand on my cheek. This seemed to soothe him.

He sighed and rubbed his eyes. “Oh, man. My mother would be so disappointed if she knew about this.” He sounded so miserable it broke my heart a little.

“Hey, you didn't take that crap on purpose. She never has to know, alright?"

“Alright. Will you stay here tonight? I'm seriously afraid I'll OD." I looked at him, trying to decide if this was part of his schtick or if he was really afraid to be left alone. Seeing the beads of sweat on his forehead and the wild look in his eyes made me decide that maybe he was really nervous about it. And I didn't want him to hurt himself if he started hallucinating again.

"I'll stay. But if it makes you feel any better I've never heard of anyone OD’ing on pot brownies.”

Not long after he nodded off. As I watched him sleep I couldn't help but think he looked kinda sweet unconscious. He looked so peaceful and innocent, that devilish glint gone for once. It made me regret shutting him down earlier. God, I wanted him, I thought. But not tonight. It wouldn't have been right in his condition. When it finally happens I want him good and lucid, totally in his right mind. I want him to remember it.

As I was thinking these thoughts I began to get sleepy and soon after nodded off, myself.

The next morning everyone was in the hotel lobby getting ready to leave. Gene was mostly back to normal, just a little quieter than usual and still a bit shaken. As the others were talking he took me aside. “Uh, I hope I didn't do anything to upset you last night. It's all still a little fuzzy. Did we…”

" No. Maybe next time, huh?" I gave him a wink as I started to walk away. He gave me a little smack on the ass that me jump and start laughing. Yep, all was back to normal. But I think it was a long time before Gene touched another brownie.

The End.

[doctorhouse5343]

I Need A Moment (Love In The Lab)

Dr.Endlesstein had just finished taking out a freshly baked batch of brownies out of the oven when the angry mutterings of his husband broke the still air. Removing his cat paw-shaped oven mitts, he called out gently "Bad day?" The reply quickly came, frustrated and annoyed "The stupid printer ended up having a stroke again even though it was supposed to have been fixed. So thanks to that, we are behind with our articles. It's a mess!"

More angry mumbles came as the journalist walked in the kitchen, untying his bun and running his hands in his long hair with a sigh as he sat down at the counter "On top of that, Sharron and her friends kept talking on and on instead of doing their part and one guy kept asking me questions every few seconds. I swear, I was this close to make him the modern day Headless Horseman" That comment almost made the doctor chuckle but he refrained from doing so, it was clear to him that his husband had a very bad day at work and needed to let it out. So he did. Morpheus listened while sipping a cup of herbal tea, it was only them in the manor at the moment since Orpheus was at his favorite aunt's house along with Cori (he asked to bring the hamster with him and since Hob wanted a break from that evil critter, they let him tag along) so they had all the time in the world. "Sorry about that" Hob said after having gotten everything off his chest, sighing a bit as he took a sip of his own tea, feeling his nerves relax a bit. He closed his eyes, savoring the moment before he felt hands lifting him up in a bridal carry

"M-morpheus?!" The journalist squeaked in shock, looking up at his lover's gorgeous face "What are you doing? " He asked, getting no answer as the impossible man that he loved carried him to the couch, sitting on it with Hob still in his arms. The doctor then wrapped him up in a warm blanket and sat him down on his lap with a hum "What movie would you like to watch, Robert?" That name;one that he didn't like many using; sounded magical out of his lover's lips, making his heart flutter with happiness "The Labyrinth. I know, I know, we have already watched it a dozen times but I really need it now". Morpheus agreed and soon put on the movie after dimming the lights. Hob rested his head against his lover's chest smiling as they both sang along to the songs of the movie, they even danced along to that one scene in the movie (if Cori had witnessed that, he would have stared in judgment).

When the movie ended, the journalist felt much better than he felt before, smiling happily as he took a bath with the man he loved and ate the brownies that were actually good and not rocks masquerading as a dessert. That feeling followed him in his sleep, nestled in the arms of his beloved

[skeletondremmer]

A redraw of my journalist design since I hated my other digital copy so ima redo this idiot soon on digital edit: just realized the paw might be backwards i was half focused on this since i was also doing schoolwork

[alloutofgoddesses]

“Ashes Ashes” Live Blog

- Yay medal time

- BOBBY HAS A MEDAL OF VALOR!!!!!!!!!!!!

- He’s humble what can we say

- Ravi ily

- Get his ass Chim

- Karen you look amazing

- Councilwoman Ortiz I do not like you

(More under the cut)

- I would have loved to /see/ the moment they decided to adopt Mara

- WHAT

- BOBBY WHAT

- BOBBY WHATTTT

- Oh BOBBY

- OH NOOOOOOO BABEY

- Ew

- The theories about “Failed System” and its 13 episodes and only 7 aired I am going to go insane

- ABHHSNDK

- Do not kiss that woman Eddie

- I just know Amir is ACAB

- Nooooooooooo

- Not Buck and Eddie being Hen’s kids

- Oh they are so gonna start to suspect

- WHAT

- I feel crazy

- They’re gonna figure it out right

- Oh no

- This is not feelings realization

- Awww

- I’m glad we got a little bit of Bobby talking to Buck about his new relationship though

- Oh BOY OH NO

- HE TALKED ABOUT THE EXACT STATION HE WORKS

- EDDIE HOU ARE SO MESSY

- HE’S BEEN FACETIMING HER FROM WORK

- YOU SICK SICK MAN

- OHHHH MY GOD

- THE BACK DOOR OMG BUCKLEY

- He’s like “why am I being given brownies by your dead wife”

- Oop

- Yeah cause you TOLD HER WHERE YOU WORK

- Okay so she does look like Shannon there goes that theory

- Poor Buck honestly this situation is wild

- Karen let your child have another

- THEY’RE SIBLINGS I AM GONNA CRYYYYY

- Oh no

- Exactly Chim

- This motherfucker

- Yeah there’s interference for sure

- Which is just SOOOO 🤬

- I- I- this. Okay alright. At least he’s being honest.

- He looks so small

- About all of it? Are you also telling her about Marisol?

- Oof get his ass

- Oh boy oh boy oh boy

- BTW the acting is impeccable

- And Devin Kelley is gorgeous

- Oof

- Ouchie ouchie ouchie

- I do feel like I’m getting repeatedly punched in the stomach so @ that journalist you owe me money for therapy

- Bye Kim thanks for being here

- Hi Amir

- Did Athena just do a shoulder shimmy

- Oh nooo this is just gonna make Amir more mad

- Grant-Nash house is bones I’m so sorry it’s gonna be for real on fire

- Oh Athena is so real for this and the acting is so good and fhjvjhhkgfjkgdjkgg

- You know who he should talk to

- Chimney

- You ARE supposed to be here

- Give them EMMYS

- Hen as always looks so good

- Oh fuck you

- HE REFUSED CARE

- Oh my god

- Oh my god

- Girl the bank vault shit was resolved

- NOT EVELYN

- I’m gonna

- OH MY GOD

- THEY REVOKED THE FOSTER LICENSE

- THEY ARE TAKING MARA

- I’m crying for real this is so fucked up

- OH SHE DID NOT GO AND GET BANGS ANS CURL HER HAIR

- I am starting to believe that she is a plant from Ortiz because oh my GOD this is insane behaviour

- This is fucking crazy Kim

- This is not how you do therapy

- This is absolutely not how you help heal a man you just met

- I cannot lie I hate this

- rg is killing it tho

- so is devin

- AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHV

- NO NO NO NO NO MO

- CHRIS DID NOT JUST WALK THEOUGH THE DOOR

- KIM NOLASTNAME WHEN I FUCKING GET YOU

- OH BOY AND THEN WE IMMEDIATELY DO THIS

- maybe I shouldn’t have taken a shower before the ep because I need to go be in water for several minutes and the ability to stare at a blank wall

- I don’t think this is a second nightmare

- This is so fucked up

- OH NO BOBBY NO

- THIS IS THE WORST

- THE PROMOOOOOOO NOOO

- I can’t do this

[klonnieshippersclub]

What if Bonnie dragged Klaus to Friendsgiving? Would he behave?

Does Klaus behave? Well, he doesn't kill anyone. Let's imagine what Friendsgiving would look like for the MFG. None of the girls know how to cook. However, I think Caroline could make a high quality charcuterie board. Bonnie is probably an expert baker since it's so similar to preparing a potion. I can see her bringing an apple pie. Elena can easily cut vegetables which means she's bringing the salad. Jeremy would try to put pot in the brownies but Elena catches him.

I don't think any of the MFG are experts chefs. Damon can barely make pancakes. However, I do think Matt's experience at the grill qualifies him to bake turkey wings at the very least. Stefan would make a very gourmet mac and cheese with lots of parmesan, mozzarella, cheddar and bread crumbs. Tyler brings wine and Damon brings bourbon. Klaus shows up empty handed which already ticks people off. Bonnie feels bad for bringing Klaus with her without any notice but she feared that they would cancel the event. Caroline keeps digging for information about their relationship (she's an investigative journalist at heart) and Damon keeps making noise of disgust everytime Klaus is affectionate with Bonnie.

The MFG expected Bonnie to come alone. Not with Klaus, that wasn’t in the group chat! Klaus insecurities and protectiveness over Bonnie wouldn’t want her to be alone with them for too long. What if she wanted to leave him for them? It’s a twisted ideology but he can’t quite help himself to change his mind. Klaus is just bragging about how close he and his family are to Bonnie. Bonnie is his and he's claiming her.

The MFG feel antagonized and like the Mikaelsons are trying to replace them. Bonnie tries to reassure them by diverting the conversation to events in her friends' lives but all Klaus wants to talk about is Bonnie and how she's better off far away from Mystic Falls in New Orleans. Bonnie spikes the wine with a little witch's brew so they all stay mellow and no fights arise. No one dies and Bonnie thinks that is success.

[annonniiiiieeeee]

so i know you mentioned the bros and usagi and co were going to continue protecting new york and the hidden city and stuff, but i can’t imagine a job like that paying much unless they were working for the police or something. so, if you plan on them having jobs other than that, what are they?

side note: i hc leo and mikey work for hueso for at least a little while, bc we know from that one hidden city ep they would make good(ish) servers

I just answered this a bit. As teenagers Usagi, Gen, and Kitsune work for Hueso. He called Leo in when he needs extra help and Mikey on days when his staff won’t come (mob days) Leo used to come whenever he needed a break from his family or a distraction from his thoughts. Now with his boyfriend and friends working there he basically has a part time job with how much he’s there helping out and hanging out with them.

As adults their jobs differ. Yes saving the city doesn’t pay the bills.

Donnie

a software engineer. He has two companies. One that sells hacking equipment and programs and one that sells security. There always seems to be an update in his hacking software right after there is an update in his security programs. There is just enough space for the people doing truly illegal stuff to get caught but never for the people pirating movies to get caught. Does he monitor his hacking programs to see what people are doing and strategically update the security programs just in time to catch career criminals and billionaire doing illegal things, he’s yes he does. - but most of his time is spent building other tech for his family or third business.

Mikey

a chef. I know I said he would study psychology if he could a while ago but his passion is food. He owns the most popular restaurant in the hidden city. The only thing he doesn’t serve is pizza as he doesn’t want to compete with Hueso.

Raph and Kitsune

They runs a non-profit helping people escape from abusive situations. Raph focuses on helping children while Kitsune helps women. They also have resources for men needing help as they know that men can get abused to and they want to help them as well. All of their siblings are the biggest doners to their project.

Leo

He goes into medicine. I think that splinter made all the boys get their education online so Leo was able to go to college/med school in the hidden city. I think he’d specialize in trauma surgery as it’s the closest to battle field medic. (I still haven’t decided his full path)

He does keep a list of doctors and nurses who are kind and treat patients with respect and dignity. He passes the list along to Raph so that he knows which doctors to request when the people he helps need medical care.

April

She becomes a journalist and is a big part of desegregating the hidden city and New York. Her goal is for her family to one day walk above ground without any fear.

Cassie

Brownie empire. She has a choke hold on the industry. She is playing the long game. Anytime April needs sources or Raph needs donations there is a brownie box showing up at the targets house buttering them up for her family to slip in and do what they need to. She still has her long goal, World Domination. As soon as her family is on board they are running this world. Unfortunately her family is not on board. (I will let you guess which members aren’t down with world domination)

Usagi and Gen

Body guard business. Usagi hates how much crime there is in the hidden city so he starts helping people. He gets a reputation of not being scared of any of the crime bosses. One thing leads to another and boom business. They only take jobs from people doing legal activity. Big Mama is not a fan but also wildly impressed. She’s tried to get them under her employment for years.

They get big enough to have other employees and there is always a shift going at Raph and Kitsune’s non-profit. It is the safest in the city as no one gets through their body guards.

They also teach self defense class and will do free ones at the non-profit. The whole family will join in on those.

Casey

Author. I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again, this boy has the most popular young adult novels out there. He is just writing down that happened in his timeline and people are losing their minds. He did it to keep his memory of them alive. Now he gets fan art of him and Master Leonardo when he was growing up in the mail. He also get letters asking how he could kill cheaters off when they were so beloved by fans. (Raph and Donnie’s deaths caused an uproar. His moms was expected as “all parents are dead in these kinds of stories”) When yokai and humans are finally intermixing a picture of Casey and his family comes out and everyone can tell that the characters in his book are based off of the turtles in his life. They all get some weird mail from that.

[missvelvetsstuff]

Where you goin, Star?

Bucky Barnes x Reader

BikerAU

Summary: Reader meets Bucky when the truck hauling her show horses breaks down as she is trying to leave for an event and he works for the mechanic. Passionate, secret love affair ensues. After a confrontation with her father, Bucky decides she deserves better than a poor biker like him and leaves town with his friends Steve and Sam.

Three years later, reader is trapped in an abusive relationship and about to give up hope of things ever improving, when Bucky comes back.

Chapter 14

Warnings: swearing, angst, talk of rape and attempted suicide

Star sat in the green room bouncing her leg nervously, waiting to be called out to talk to Anderson Cooper. The only thing that kept her from bolting was Bucky sitting next to her, holding her hand.

Sharon sat quietly, nervous to be spilling the secrets of powerful men but like Y/N was determined to see those men finally forced to accept the consequences of their actions.

Bucky had held her all night, even when she woke up crying, begging someone nameless to stop. He rubbed her back and whispered in her ear that she was safe. That morning she had tried on 5 different outfits before settling on a simple dress in a soft blue.

She was grateful for the make-up artist who was able to cover up the dark circles under her eyes and even out the blotches from crying.

When the intern finally came to take them to the set, Y/N felt like she was going to be sick and didn't want to let go of Bucky's hand. He stood and pulled her up with him.

"You'll be great, doll and I'll be just a few feet away. Anderson isn't some shock journalist and won't pull any gotchas on you. Just be you and tell your side of the story." He kissed her hands one after the other which made her feel warm deep inside.

The interview went well. Y/N learned more about how awful her father was when Sharon talked about her time with him. How he bragged about getting her mother 'out of the way' because she kept trying to protect Star from him. How he had beaten, raped and blackmailed Sharon into submission including threatening her family. His plans to have Bucky, Steve, Peggy, Sam and Nick Fury killed to ensure that Star had no one left to turn to but him and John. Sharon had thought that helping John end Alexander would make her life better but she just ended up with John on her all the time so decided to leave the country. When Jessica Jones found her and told her what Star was dealing with she felt like she had to speak up. She hoped to be able to come home and spend time with her own ailing father who had been in a car accident that killed her mother, an accident that Alexander had bragged about having a hand in and threatened to finish her father if she didn't do anything and everything he ordered.

Alexander was dead but his manipulations were still causing problems for innocent people.

Y/N talked about her experiences with her father, how he forced her to marry John and worked to keep her from her rightful inheritance from her mother and grandmother.

She told Anderson that she couldn't get too detailed about what John had done to her due to the ongoing case but what the attorneys said she could talk about was bad enough. Much of her story was corroborated by Jack Rollins confession.

They had to pause a couple of times as she told her story, the memories being too overwhelming to go on without a break.

Once it was all over, Y/N thanked Anderson for helping her tell her story without judgement and Sharon for coming forward and said good nite. She turned to Bucky with red eyes "Can we go home now, Jamie?"

Bucky nodded and pulled her into his side "Yeah, come on Star, let's go home and get some dinner. Pepper had the kitchen make pot pies and special brownies, so a nice hot bath, glass of wine, comfort food and chocolate." He grinned at her "Sounds like everything my Star needs.

She smiled back but her eyes were confused "Why do you work so hard to take care of me, Jamie? It's been 3 years and I'm technically still married. You must have had some kind of life after you left."

Bucky chuckled softly "My sweet, darling,

shining Star." He cupped her face in his rough hands, looking in her eyes sadly.  "I'm so sorry that I left, that I made you believe you couldn't depend on me, that you think you aren't it for me."

He kissed her forehead "You are everything and I will spend the rest of my life proving my love, that you can depend on me again."

Her eyes filled with tears "I, Bucky I, I-" she couldn't keep going and he pulled her into his chest.

Bucky rubbed her back as she cried "Shhh, it's alright Star. You're ok and I will never let John or Brock or anyone else hurt you." He pulled back and looked in her eyes "Even if you decide you don't want me-" he choked up a little and cleared his throat "Even then, I will always protect you. I will always be a call or text away."

He suppressed the urge to kiss her, he would happily go at her pace as long as he could be near her, however she needed.

"Come on, doll. Lets get you home."

After fighting traffic they made it back to Stark tower. There was press everywhere, a few ran up to try and peer through the tinted windows, shouting her name, looking for her. All she could do was sit quietly as Bucky held her hand.

Happy parked the car and got out to look around, making sure none of the paps were able to get in before opening her door.

"Don't worry miss, you're all clear now." He reassured her and offered his hand to help her out.

Star took his hand and smiled "Thank you Happy. I don't know how I could get through this without your help." then kissed his cheek.

Happy blushed and stammered out a quiet you're welcome as she pulled back.

Upstairs, Bucky ran a bath for her and called the kitchen to bring dinner while she soaked in the oversized Jacuzzi tub.

When she got out she lotioned up all over and put on one of Bucky's t-shirts and a pair of sleep shorts.

As she exited the bathroom the doorbell rang, which she figured must be their food.

Bucky made it to the door before her and when he opened it was almost tackled by a beautiful redhead who kissed him hard on the mouth, which is exactly what Y/N saw when she walked out.

Y/N felt her chest constrict, she knew it. Bucky was too good to be true, there was someone else. She turned around to go back to the bedroom before the tears welling up in her eyes started to fall, so didn't see Bucky push the woman off of him.

Star was too caught up in her head to hear Bucky snap at the redhead "Natasha?! What the Hell are you doing here?"

Natasha pouted "I got tired of waiting for you to call me and I saw that you opened your shop. I can work for you, answer phones or whatever." She smiled slyly at him "We can pick up where we left off."

Bucky shook his head "There's nothing to pick up because we didn't leave anything off. You helped us with some work while we finished school but there's nothing else." He looked around, wondering where Star was.

"How did you even get in here? The front desk is supposed to notify her of visitors."

Natasha glared at him "Her who? Have you been cheating on me Bucky Barnes?"

Bucky laughed "That would imply we were in a relationship when we weren't. I've never even touched you. You have to go, just forget we met because nothing will come of it."

He tried to shove her out the door but Natasha was surprisingly strong for her size. "NO! You won't shove me aside after all we've been through together"

Bucky shook his head "All we've been through? You're delusional, I'm calling security."

Natasha saw his phone on the table and grabbed it "How you gonna call anyone Bucky baby?" She teased.

Bucky smiled "Never said anything about a phone." his smile grew when there was a knock at the door and he heard Happy call out "Security! Are you alright Miss Pierce?"

Bucky called back "Come on in Happy, we have an intruder."

Happy came in with Rhodey and looked at Natasha "This the intruder?"

Bucky nodded "You might want to see how she got past Friday. She does not belong here."

Natasha scoffed "You don't have to get all stupid. I was just hoping to get paid."

Bucky looked at her in shock "Get paid? I paid you for all the work you did for us and-"

She laughed "Not that. Please, that wasn't worth the trip here. No, I'm talking about how Alexander Pierce paid me to seduce you so he could show the pictures to his spoiled bitch daughter. Well, he said he would pay me but now he's dead and I know his daughter won't pay me so I hoped to take it out in trade, with you." She winked.

Bucky's eyes turned cold "Pierce sent you? I should have known he wouldn't just leave well enough alone even after I left." He looked at her with something bordering on hatred "I don't know how to get it through your thick head. I told you before and I'm telling you now. I. Don't. Want. You. I never have, never will. You'll just have to write this off as a loss and don't bother us again."

He nodded to Happy who grabbed Natashas arm and pulled her out of the suite "Come with me miss, I have some questions."

Bucky closed the door after they left and went looking for Star. He found her sitting on the side of the bed, hunched over and tears streaming down her face. He sat next to her and she scooted away.

He spoke softly "I don't know what you saw or heard doll but she was never anything to me. She helped us with some paperwork and keeping organized with our plans but that's it. I never touched her. I swear."

She sniffled "It's ok if you did. It's been 3 years and I was married to someone else."

He reached over to caress her cheek "I know but no one I met could live up to my Star. No one ever will." He kissed her softly.

When he pulled away she asked him "Did I hear her mention my father?"

Bucky scoffed "Yeah, she claimed he hired her to seduce me so he could show you pictures to prove I had moved on. Apparently he never paid her so she came looking. Happy took her to find out how she got past Friday."

Star sighed "Even dead my father is still wreaking havoc on my life. When will it end?"

Bucky pulled her close "I don't know Star but I'll be here either way." he kissed the top of her head.

The doorbell rang again and he felt her tense up. "Don't worry doll, it's probably food. I'll get it.

When he came back into the bedroom carrying a tray with food, wine and a red rose in a bud vase she released a breath she didn't realize she was holding.

They both got comfortable and put on one of her favorite shows, Schitts Creek, to watch. They also ate more brownies than they probably should have and started giggling uncontrollably at David and Alexis' shenanigans until they fell asleep cuddled up together.

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The next nite they got together with Tony, Pepper, Steve, Peggy and Sam to have dinner and watch Y/N's interview. Star couldn't sit still while it aired and paced around the room.

"I don't know why I agreed to watch this with everyone, I can't stand to watch it myself." She groaned when she saw herself getting overwhelmed and asking Anderson for a short break.

"I sound so pathetic" she mocked herself "My daddy and husband are so mean. I was born in the lap of luxury and never wanted for anything but they were mean to me." She scoffed "When down I become so weak and whiny?"

Bucky went to stand in front of her, taking her hands in his. The warm roughness helped calm her down, his presence soothing her.

"Look at me Star" he paused waiting for her eyes to meet his. "You are not pathetic, you are one of the strongest people I know." He cupped her cheek with his right hand "Just because you haven't suffered financially, doesn't make your trauma less valid. And those fuckers were way more than mean to you. I won't get into what they did do but you know it was so much more than that."

He kissed her on the forehead "A lot of people would have given up and swallowed a bullet."

Stars eyes grew wide and more tears filled them, she looked down at the floor before whispering "I I, I did try but I failed at that too."

The room went silent as she cleared her throat to tell them something she hadn't told anyone.

"It was over a year after you left, my mother was gone, I had no friends, wasn't even allowed to see my horses without permission and John came home one nite, angry and drunk. Something about my father blaming him for me not being pregnant yet. I tried to fight back but I was too weak. He was especially brutal that nite, knocked me out and I woke in our bed, sheets stained from my blood and hurting everywhere. I knew I was trapped and it wouldn't get any better so I swallowed a handful of oxys with some tequila shots. Wrote a note 'I hate you and would rather be dead than live with you.' Brock found me and I woke up in the hospital with a very sore throat from having my stomach pumped. That's when he became my fulltime bodyguard/babysitter. Of course if I did favors for him he didn't care how many pills I took or how much I drank." As she spoke she shrunk into herself. "See, weak."

Bucky gasped and pulled her into a crushing hug "I'm so sorry for what I left you too but I can't tell you how happy I am that you failed. I promise it's gonna get better. You got away from them and after the trial you can move on with your life. You are not weak, you just needed to find a way out." he held onto her, rubbing her back.

Pepper looked at Tony sadly and he nodded in response to confirm that he already planned to do everything they could to help Star through this mess. She stood and went to rub Y/N's arm who was still in Bucky's arms.

"We've got you, Y/N." She looked at Bucky's friends who nodded "We're your friends and family now and will always be here. Those bastards can't hurt you anymore."

Star looked up and pulled Pepper into the hug, trying to speak through her tears but all she could squeak out was a sincere thank you before being overwhelmed and hiding her face in Bucky's neck. The rest of the group stood and joined them, creating a protective circle around Star.

When she was able to calm down Star thanked her friends for their love and support. They sat down to watch the rest of the interview until they were disturbed by a knock on the door.

Tony went to answer it to find Happy, looking a bit frazzled.

"Sorry to disturb you, boss. Thought I should give you a heads up." He looked around "Oh good, Miss Pierce, youre here as well. This concerns you." He paused. "First, that woman last nite was sent by one of Walker's people. Apparently he knew your father sent her to seduce Mr Barnes while he was gone and hoped she would put a wedge between you."

Tony looked at Happy expectantly "I'm assuming theres more."

Happy nodded "Yes. Ever since about 5 minutes after the interview started the phones are blowing up again and the press are at every entrance to the building looking for Miss Pierce." He looked at her "You might be stuck inside for a few days. Now that they know something of what Walker did they are even more determined to have some time with you."

Star shook her head "I knew this would happen but with the trial starting next week, interest was going to surge no matter what I did. I'm glad I got my side out."

@pattiemac1 @hhiggs

Bucky squeezed her hand and she squeezed his right back. He looked her in the eyes. "We'll get through this. Together."

Chapter 15

[multifandomfanfiction]

I'm Gonna Show You Crazy Part 2

TITLE: I’m Gonna Show You Crazy Part 2 PAIRING: [Malcom/Cassie Lector (OC)] RATING: T CHAPTER: 2/? SUMMARY: Malcom and Cassie have their date and it doesn't go that well.

[A/N - So this a sort-of sequel/continuation of "I'm Gonna Show You Crazy" that I wrote back in 2019. I had a whole series of fics I was gonna write, but of course I never wrote them down so I have no idea where I was going with it. So now we're gonna do something different with the same ending I was planning.]

For their date, Malcom came down to Baltimore. That had at least earned him some brownie points from Hannibal since he was apprehensive of letting Cassie travel all the way to New York City without him or Will.

Sometimes Hannibal’s over-protectiveness bothered Cassie, but she understood. She knew that she reminded him of his little sister Mischa, so naturally he worried about her.

Well that and he was a serial killer, so he knew what kind of things could happen to her. Even though he knew Cassie could fend for herself if needed.

Like she told Dr. Whitly, there had been some…unfortunately accidents. Accidents that Hannibal helped her cover up of course.

It wasn’t like she’d meant to murder people. She blacked out and it had just…happened. Even though she had taken people’s lives, she didn’t crave the blood and violence like she knew Hannibal did.

But every time she did, Hannibal would look at her with such pride. As if she was following in the family footsteps.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Malcom and Cassie met at a coffee shop (of Hannibal’s choosing) not far from the house.

She knew Hannibal would be watching, so she made sure to pick a seat where Malcom couldn’t possibly spot him.

Malcom came in wearing a denim button-up shirt, scarf, peacoat, and dark wash jeans. Cassie couldn’t deny that he was attractive.

She met him at the counter.

“Cassie, good to see you again.”

Cassie laughed. “There’s no need to be so formal, Malcom.”

Malcom smiled and looked down bashfully. “I’m sorry. Growing up…well you’ve met my father.”

 “Yeah. Seems a little OCD and wanting things to be just so. Hannibal is like that about some things.” His murders.

They stepped up to the counter and ordered their drinks.

“Do you have any other siblings?” Malcom asked.

Cassie shook her head. “It’s always just been Hannibal and I. What about you?”

“I have a sister, Ainsley. She’s a journalist.”

“Ah.”

They picked up their drinks sat down in some chairs by the window.

“So I did some research into your cousin,” Malcom said.

That statement made Cassie stop drinking her coffee. She should have felt offended by him snooping, but she had done the same thing. She knew what Dr. Whitly was accused of doing.

“He’s my brother. Not my cousin. We may be cousins by blood, but he is first and foremost my brother. I know my brother’s past and it was unfortunate what happened to him and his family. I don’t ask him about what happened and we don’t discuss it. It was a deeply traumatic experience, but he’s grown and moved past it. I’d appreciate if you didn’t bring it up again.”

“I’m sorry if I’ve offended you.”

“Just…please don’t talk about it around Hannibal.”

That was a sure-fire way to get himself killed, which would in turn motivate Martin to retaliate and Cassie wasn’t interested in getting in the middle of two psychopaths.

“Why don’t you tell me more about yourself?”

Cassie smiled and told Malcom of how she had been accepted into art school right out of high school.

“Your brother must be very attached to you to follow you across the country.”

Cassie narrowed her eyes at him. “I’m not sure what you’re implying Mr. Bright.”

“He clearly needs you close to him which implies that there’s a level of unhealthy obsession.”

Cassie wanted to snap at Malcom, but she knew why Hannibal wanted her close to him. She was reminded of her first meeting with Will.

There have been many famous Cassandra’s in history, but none as famous as the daughter of Troy,” Hannibal said.

“Of Greek mythology?” Will asked.

“ She was admired by the God Apollo, however she refused his advances so he cursed her. Her prophecies would no longer be believed. She was written off as insane and a liar.”

“I think this meeting is over,” Cassie said. She stood up and stormed out of the coffee shop.

“Cassie! Wait!” Malcom called after her.

Cassie was heading for the alleyway where she knew Hannibal’s car was parked.

Malcom grabbed her arm as she stepped into the crosswalk.

“Let go of me! I’m not going to just sit and listen to you insult the only person who’s ever truly loved me!” Cassie yelled.

“Please. Just come back inside,” Malcom begged her.

“No!”

It happened so fast.

One moment they were arguing in the street, the next she was on her back with Malcom on top of her.

There was the loud honking of a car and the screeching of tires.

Malcom’s bright blue eyes stared into her dark ones. The adrenaline rushing through her body gave Cassie the bravery to do something.

She grabbed the back of Malcom’s neck and kissed him.

[vicletnight]

closed starter for @gccdwitch based on this

it was rare that river had hookups before shows, but even rarer that he'd end up seeing this said hookup in the vip section during the event. as if this wasn't enough surprise, when the man made his way backstage after the concert to meet with the journalist, his jaw nearly dropped in shock of just who sat at the table. "you're who's interviewing me?" he inquired, a teasing smile pulling at the corner of his lips. "I mean i'm always up for a round two if it'd give some extra brownie points." he shook his head shortly after this, indicating he was joking at the fact partially. "unfortunately I don't think we exchanged names, i'm river. what can I call you?"