#delilah take the wheel

[chalkbird]

laudna's nat 20 death save after saying "delilah take the wheel" has the exact same energy as kristen applebees getting a nat 20 on her death save after praying to helio

[unnerd]

"Delilah take the wheel"

[blorbologist]

Tag urself im Marisha

[ch3ckforapulse]

a diagram

[setsailforthestars]

Natural 1 no fucking WAY

[ladykeyleth]

Delilah, take the wheel. ↳ requested by tedlassosbottombitchx2

[criticalsorcery]

Delilah take the wheel

[tarotbydelilah444]

💭❤️‍🔥Their Late Night Thoughts About You 🔞

A quick disclaimer before your proceed to picking a pile. This is my first official 18+ reading, so keep it cute in the comments. If you are not mature to handle the contents of this reading, I strongly suggest to pick another pac reading on my page. Read at your own discretion. I hope you enjoy the reading and I am sending you love and light 🤍✨ - Delilah

P. S. - the photos are from the movie “ He Got Game”. Check it out it’s a good movie and one of my favorites!

pile one | 8 of cups • 10 of cups • ace of pentacles

Some of you could be in separation with your person right now, this could be a mutual breakup, or you two could be separated by long distance, but it will likely be because you two decided to take a break. At night, this person thinks about the day/moment you left them a lot, especially at night. You two may have had sex one last time  before you parted ways. This person also dreams about fucking you in the dreamscape, and it feels like they are touching heaven. They think about all the times you made them cum, or they made you cum. This person loves when you stroke their d*ck and how you let them hit it from the back. They really like how your ass looks and they consider your yoni a prize. They may have wanted to get you pregnant the last time, you two had sex to prevent you from leaving them behind. They also love how you talk dirty to them, or they miss the sound of your moans when you two were intimate. If this was a friends with benefits dynamic, this person could have had a crush on you or they developed feelings once you two became intimate, but they never confess their true feelings or they lied about their feelings for you. This person could also be jealous of anyone that you may be intimate with or in a relationship with at this time. They miss you dearly and they want you and them to get back together and build a future together or start a stable relationship with you.

channeled message: 444, “I need space from this connection”, Aquarius, Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn, Pisces, Cancer, or Scorpio, February, crown chakra, spiritual, “I have a crush on you”, “ I love you,” hater alert, deception/lies “i miss you,” telepathic sex, “ i sleep good when your with me,” good head, wet dreams, “I always miss you when you leave me”

pile 2 | the judgement • knight of wands • the wheel of fortune

Your person thinks about reconciling with you or apologizing for whatever they did to you. This connection may have been a fling/sneaky link/hookup. They definitely miss the sexual chemistry that you both had and they can’t find it with no one else besides you. This person masturbates to all the times you both were intimate. They play back every moment over and over again for a brief moment of gratification. The sex that you had with this person was eye opening & changed their life. You may have been more experienced than this person, but they liked it because they felt like they could learn a lot from you when it comes to sex and how to please you in bed. They loved how unpredictable and adventurous you were in bed. They loved how experimental you were and that you were down to do wild and exciting things in the bedroom. Never boring which kept them wanting and begging for more. This person finds you and your body to be sexy, and they think about how good in bed you are. They also enjoyed how you refused to be tied down afterwards, maybe this person prefers to cuddle or likes aftercare, but you like to just hit and leave them behind, which is why this person keeps running back for more. They may also like when you get drunk or they would like to see how freaky and nasty you get when you are drunk. This person may or would like to see you pleasure yourself in front of them while they watch or they would be down seeing you have sex with someone else while they watch. They could watch a lot of porn and envision your face while they watch. They may love slapping your ass or hitting it from the back. This person may also like that you can last for rounds and never get tired. They may feel like it is hard to satisfy you because you are always looking for something different in the bedroom, so they never know if they are satisfying you or not. Overall, this person wants to come back into your life whether this is to continue this arrangement or as a relationship because the sex that they had with you was mind blowing and seriously life changing.  channeled messages |“I’m not over my ex”, “I can’t forget about you,”, “I’m hooked on you,” they like your legs, foot fetish, Netflix and chill, “I want a second chance,” Scorpio, Capricorn, Taurus, Virgo, or Sagittarius, new house/apartment, moving on, lingerie and robe, cuddle time, manifestations on the way, soul snatching sex, “my soul has left my body” healing sex, and slow and sensual, younger than you/ inexperienced, let’s fuck, one last time, “you got that good good”

pile 3 | the hierophant • high priestess • king of wands

Your person may daydream or dream a lot about having sex with you or the sex that you both had/will have. They feel like the sex with you is/will be heavenly. For some, you and your person may have not had sex yet or you guys did little things when it came to sex. They fantasize a lot about how the sexual experience will go and what they would like to do to you in the bedroom. You or this person may be religious or celibate, so you or them may wait till marriage to have sex. This person likes the fact that you are a virgin or celibate because they intend to be your first and your last. They love that you are very choosy when it comes to sex or your views on sex in general (they love and respect you that you aren’t attainable and that you respect your body and know your worth, which turns them on even more. This person is into vanilla sex, as well as bdsm, so they are romantic and a freak, or they like this about you. This person will enjoy hugging, kissing, cuddling, giving and receiving oral, mutual masturbation, and beginner friendly sex when you two start to become intimate and build comfortability with each other, but as you two get intimate more and more, they will want to get a bit rougher and kinkier. This person likely has a high sex drive and they will want to dominate you majority of the time, so be prepared to be tied up, cuffed, punished into submission, if you are okay with it. This person may like it when you take control in the bedroom, or they may let you take control sometimes, but they love to dominate you in the bedroom. They are into roleplay and they would love to see you in a sexy outfit playing a role of their choosing, as long as they get to be the one in power. This person may also have a worship kink, so they will love to worship your body or want you to worship their body. They find you to be very sexy and a freak, but you keep it hidden, but they are very aware that you are freaky, maybe even freakier than they are. They are so drawn to you that they don’t even understand why or how, and you turn them on every time they see you or when you two are together. They feel very passionate towards you even if there is no sex involved. This person wants to know what your kinks or how to satisfy you because you are so confusing or you keep alot of things to yourself that they find both sexy yet frustrating. This person is determined to make you climax in bed. This person is in love with you and they want to be connected to you on an emotional level, not only physical. You are worth more than sex in their eyes. They feel like you are their soulmate and you belong to them in a nontoxic way.

channeled messages | soulmate connection, “you’re so damn fine,” unexpected changes in your love life, fake friends/haters, use your intuition, “I am not like your exes. Stop comparing me!” “You can trust me,” Sagittarius, Aries, Leo, Pisces, Scorpio, and Taurus, missionary, “look me in my eyes while I’m in it.” “Tell me, that it’s mine and only mine,” sex in the dream realm, “I only want you,” “I want to hear your moans, don’t hold back”, they feel like you are a mystery and a complex person, tease, “ I want to marry you/have a relationship with you,” “ tell me your fantasy and I’ll fulfill it” good in bed, short, but big or it could be long and skinny, likes being called daddy during sex, dominate & submissive

[iwilltryalittlearter]

Delilah Take the Wheel

[chieftwitelon]

one of the best parts about DnD is the fucking around and finding out, I do in fact love it when bad things happen as a result of players decisions, so all of this “I’m gonna take the shard” “I’m gonna give in to predathos” “I’m going to make a deal with the fate stitcher” “i might let Delilah take the wheel” is music to my ears, I am so ready to watch them implode in the most tragic circumstances

[mandy-asimp]

Shut up and Dance!

Aaron Hotchner x fem! Reader.

No warnings (shocker I feel)

Just something slight

Hailey and Jack don't exsist for this

Heavily influenced by this songs

"Nah, listen. I want me a man who's going to give me everything. I want to be worshipped. I want to be adored. I want to be his every waking thought. Like I want him to think of cheating and then knowing how dumb that would be," Y/n sat at the dinner table.

"So you want a fictional man?" Emily came to the table, sitting on the same side as Y/n. The two blondes across sharing a look.

"Listen, finding the right man takes time. I didn't meet will till our late twenties. You still have time. Plus me and Will aren't even married." The blonde sighed. "I mean honestly, I get it's about finding the time, but I don't know if he's planning to propose ever."

"Kevin hasn't even asked me to be his girlfriend." Penelope huffed. "It's so obvious I want to be dating, but every time we go out and there's an opening, he misses it."

Emily took a sip of her drink with a smile, "told you, you're looking for a fictional man."

Y/n gave a head shake and let her head hang in defeat. "One day, there will be a man. But until then I'll be your single gal."

"Cheers to that!" Emily raised her glass. Listening as the others laughed and met her glass. Everyone downing the small fruity drinks. "And hey think about it, if you don't find someone, I'm sure Hotch would humor you!"

The joke made a small smile appear, "that's just wrong." Was all Y/n said. Thankful for when their phones dinged with a case. "So much for a break. This is what, the fifth case with no real break?"

"Serial killers never respect our time." Penelope frowned.

Each three down a twenty and got into their cars. Driving back to the bureau in a line, following Emily.

Once they got there, they started the debrief. "Sorry to call you all back. I know we haven't gotten a chance to breathe yet but let's keep focus." Hotch had walked in, the folders in hand before passing them around and taking his seat next to Y/n.

"Right so, this is Delilah Pence. She and three other woman were found with several stab wounds to their torsos. They have bruises from being physically abused." He began covering what he had memorized.

Reid furrowed his brows, "what makes this were we need to cover it?"

That's when the photos were revealed. "Oh...is that..." JJ and Emily were closely examining the pictures together.

Y/n looked over to Hotch, personally finding the M.O to be a bit obvious. "I'd say it's a woman or an insecure man."

"Either or, wheels up in thirty." He dismissed, hoping that would give everyone time to get their go-bags together.

~~~

The case was over within a week, but it was still tiring. Everyone was helping pack up the files and papers.

"I don't know about you guys, but I could use a night out. Really just release all of the work that's been building up." Y/n put the box on the table, watching as Penelope scribbled a name onto the cardboard.

The sheriff had walked in, "There's a good club in town. They're usually packed on Friday nights but I'm sure I could make some arrangements. A thank you. They're know for dancing though." She offered, taking it as a yes as everyone's face lit up. She nodded and left, making her phone call.

"Let's run back to the hotel rooms and change before, get a fresh feeling." Derek smirked while grabbing his coat and leading everyone out.

By ten, the team was at a nice table and on their fifth round.

"Oh this is such a good song!" Penelope geeked before dragging everyone to the floor. Hotch and Rossi somehow managing to stay behind.

Hotch hadn't really drank much, knowing she only would drink half of her drinks, he finished the rest. "So when are you gonna propose to her?" Rossi peaked interest in the two's relationship.

"We've been busy for a few weeks. We also always wanted to make sure we were stable before making any big commitments." He explained, his eyes never leaving her.

Rossi smiled slightly, "and now? What's the excuse? You're both stable financially, you're both still young. What if she wants kids? You're at the perfect age you two."

"Maybe soon. I have a ring, she sketched it in high school. It's crazy to think we went to same high school but met in college." He began to think of how Y/n and him met.

Rossi bobbed his head, "yes I've heard very lightly of this story. From both perspectives."

Hotch cracked a smile. "She loves telling it. She tells it better as well. She'd be a great mother with how she can tell a story." He felt a tug at his heart at the thought.

Y/n, the mother of his kids. A little family. He knew she wanted kids, she talked about it for years. Her eyes always sparkling with how she planned her future.

"She's good for you Aaron." Rossi finalized before going to order a few shots of whiskey. Not taking more than ten minutes to get back.

He had ordered a few for whoever came back to the table. Not being surprised when it was Y/n and Reid who came back.

"Genius, you're definitely taking a shot. It'll help warm up your body." Y/n giggled in her tipsy state. "I'll take one with you."

Reid was going to pass the deal, but he figured...one can't hurt right? "Fine."

And they both shot back the dark liquor and both made a face. Earning laughs from the other four as they came back to the table as well.

"Tired already?" Hotch joked as they all took their seats again.

The song had switched over, and Y/n concealed her excitement. Wanting to wait for the perfect moment before whisking Aaron away to the dance floor. Pleased when he hadn't noticed the song.

"No, we just saw a party of shots and wanted to get in on it." Emily pointed to the shots that were empty.

"Plus when someone couldn't keep up with us on the floor," Derek pointed towards Y/n. Making fun of how she was the first one to walk off.

Aaron smiled a bit more, "you're holding back?" He glanced over to Y/n who was already looking at him. Mischief in her eyes as she grabbed his arm and rushed him to the floor.

"Shut up and dance with me," she laughed as they easily fell into the song. Dancing like they did when they were young.

Meanwhile the team was abso-fucking-lutely baffled. "For how long?" Penelope almost screamed to Rossi. Growing a bit more upset when the man just took a sip of his drink.

And for the song they watched as the two danced around as if they weren't being watched. Watching as their boss laughed once the song ended.

"When they come back, you ask no questions. Let them just be open tonight on their terms." Rossi pointed to the children. "Especially you," he looked to Garcia.

"Oh, come on Rossi! They kept a little secret and we wanna know more, what's the harm?" Derek tried to reason, only getting a disapproving head shake in return. "Well drop it for now! But they better know they have a long list of questions, she's never even posted anything to give us a hint. And she post a lot."

"Maybe it's new?" Reid shrugged the idea out. The conversation dropped as they watched you both leave hand in hand. "Maybe it's not. Where do you think they're going?"

"I bet we'll find out in the morning." Emily wiggled her eyebrows and shimmied her shoulders. "I can't believe it still. Just before the case she was taking about being single!"

JJ stared at the table as she thought. Realizing there was only one glass between the two the entire night and nobody noticed. "They shared drinks all night..." she pointed out. Making everyone count the drinks.

"So we know they're sneaky, that means this could've been happening." Penelope frowned, desperate for more information.

Derek suddenly thought. "Do they live together?"

"Are you serious?!" Penelope shot her head over to Rossi, praying he'd let this one detail up.

He shook his head again, "if I buy the another round will you all drop it?"

They agreed and their night went on. While Aaron and Y/n walked through the city and took in the light.

She held on his arm, stealing his warmth as they moved. Her mind thinking of how this is what she waited for. To be walking with the love of her life at night. The violin player in the park leading them to an even beautifuler sight.

Aaron couldn't help how she made him feel. It was almost instinct to spin her around and slowly dance around.

Y/n let out a few laughs at the actions. "Let me record so I can show our kids one day." She had smiled through the sentence. Propping the phone up against her bag and hitting record.

And they continued to dance. Aaron could tell she wanted to kiss him right there, but she was fighting against it. She had to pick between kissing him or enjoying the dance a little longer. "You're holding back." Would bring her back to the reality of it all.

Her smile would grow instantly at him. "Shut up and dance with me," she would respond and they would dance. Moving together with each note and laughing.

Once the player ended, Y/n moved to get cash for them. Dropping a ten into the case and turning back to...Aaron?

He was on one knee and fidgeting with a black box. "I love you beyond words." He started.

"Yes." Y/n choked out. Feeling to euphoric to even let him get everything out. Listening as he let out that carefree laugh. The one that speaks nothing bad could happen.

"I want you to be the mother of our kids, my forever. Since the dance in college. You grabbed my arm and I could only think about you being my destiny. I didn't let you go from there on out. Marry me?" He grinned as she bobbed her head. Accepting the ring and pulling him into a long, tearful, kiss.

She sniffled, "does this mean I get my big wedding? And we can also tell the team? And we can have the dream nursery?" She looked up at him. Feeling so love and happy.

Aaron nodded, "all our dreams are in our hands now. And I think they're waiting for a post of where we went." He reminded her of the bar, watching as her eyes went wide.

"I love you," she sighed. Feeling so content with life.

"I love you too," he leaned down to place a peck to her lips. "Penelope is going to be furious."

She chuckled, then thought about it, then full belly laughed. Even while grabbing her purse and phone, she was laughing. "I'll send her the video before posting it," she planned. "Let's just enjoy what time we have."

~~~

Awhile had passed, and the two had sent out their invitations to family, but wanted to give the team their invites in creative ways. Especially with the wedding only a week away.

The two had managed to plan everything else out and still keep their relationship quiet. Had played it like they were only a month dating when the team found out.

They first started with Rossi. Y/n had went into his office first. "Hey you know how to tell if jewelry's real or not right? I mean I can I just want a second opinion." She held out her hand to Rossi. Showing the ring off and he just laughed.

"It was the night at the bar wasn't it?" He sat up to really take in the ring. Just then Aaron came in. "You did well; so when's the wedding?" The invite got slid over, both smiling. "I think I can get something together by then. Does Strauss know?"

"We got the entire day covered. If any case appears, it's redirected for a short time." Aaron informed. "You just have to show up."

"Wouldn't miss it for the world, congrats." He stood up. Exchanging kisses to both their cheeks.

Their next person was Reid. Who was with JJ at the time. They figured giving them both theirs wouldn't hurt.

Only Y/n did this one. "Someone looks happy." JJ felt her own smile form. That looks was familiar, and before y/n could even get it out, JJ already knew. She began to geek before the invitation was placed down.

"Wait, but didn't you two just start dating like six months ago?" Reid read over the paper. Enjoying how well put together it was.

Y/n bit her lip. "Listen. We met in college, and by my second year and his graduating year, we started dating." She confessed, trying to not laugh at how the jaws hit the floor. "Shhh! We haven't told Derek, Penelope, or Emily yet. But just know the day is already covered for us."

And they agreed to be there, talking about it even after she left them to continue the spread the invite.

It wasn't until the late lunch she went out with the two. Sitting across from them in the booth she could only smile. The entire time, she just had this smile they couldn't decipher.

"Alright listen, you've been smiling all lunch. So what is it? You and boss man finally said 'I love you'?" He made kissy noises. Gaining a laugh from Emily.

Y/n said nothing, instead she slid two even lips over with a straight face. It was hard as the two became mildly confused. They asked a few times what this was but once realizing they had to open it, they were shocked.

"But..." Emily looked up, eyes widening at the sight of the engend ring. "Holy shit! Boss man must really love you!"

Y/n was back to smiling again, "since college" was all she whispered. Her eyes shinning while looking at the ring. She couldn't help the scream of excitement, "I'm getting married!" She cried out. The restaurant laughing at her excitement.

Derek furrowed his brows while looking at the ring. "So you've been keeping him a secret?" He scoffed, really not knowing how they pulled it off. "How were you that sneaky?"

She winked and went back to eating. "We already have the day converted for everyone. It's gonna be good, promise."

The three talked a little more about the topic before heading back. Being greeted by an unhappy tech analysis.

"I would've liked an invite!" She stomped off. Feeling left out from the fun. She mumbled things to herself as Y/n followed. Letting it all out once the door closed. "I mean honestly! You guys are on cases together and I only get so much time with you all-"

"Penelope, I have something for you." Y/n cut her off. The pink envelop in hand now. "It's just something slight, nothing too extreme."

The blonde turned, almost glaring at the envelop. "It better be good. Not inviting me to lunch..." she shook her head as she opened it. There was a silence as she read over the car. "What?"

"Surprise!" Y/n shook her hands. The ring catching the attention. Her hand was yanked, "and another thing since we're laying out everything, it hasn't been six months. It's been seven years."

"Are you serious?" Penelope felt her mouth just hang open. "This is less than a week away, what about taking time off? What am I supposed to wear? Who's your bridesmaid?!"

"All of that is covered. We talked to Strauss awhile back when we had a date planned. And as for you, I was hoping as my best friend, you would be my bridesmaid? I have a dress picked and it's been tailored, but all you have to do-"

"Yes!" She screamed. Giving a home crushing hug. "But I swear to it if you get pregnant and don't tell me, we will be having issues." Her threat was serious and you knew it. But she pulled back and looked you in the eyes. "You're getting married."

"I'm getting married." Y/n repeated, a wide grin on her face as they jumped up and down.

~

Y/n stood behind the door. This was it. She couldn't help but beam. Glowing with severe happiness and an overwhelming sense of joy.

The music began and the doors opened. And she let one foot lead one after the other. She could hear gasps as she came down but she only saw one man. Her Aaron. Tears pricked at the corner of her eyes before she even made it down.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today..." the wedding officiants voice faded out as she and Aaron held a silent conversation.

Both coming back once it was time for the vows. "Aaron?" He handed over the floor.

She watched the tall man unfold his paper. "I knew from the first day we met you were going to be the one. You had saw me sitting there at the dance and a song had come on. It was fairly new at the time, but I could tell you knew that it would never get old. You ran over, grabbed my arms and pulled me to the dance floor and just started dancing around me. I was confused at first, shocked a bit more. How could someone be so care free in this world? You then stopped dancing and I made the joke you were holding back, and your response was something I never would forget." His voice wavered a bit as he looked up into her eyes. Knowing this was right. "You had said, shut up and dance with me. I swore in that moment that I would do anything to make you happy. I'm lucky it was you who kissed me first otherwise I would've dodged around it forever."

She laughed at this, "you missed every opportunity," her laugh was soggy. Tears snuck down her face the entire time.

Aaron shook his head with a smile, "even if I did, we got to where we wanted to be. I stand here today, with you, my best friend, the love of my life, the mother to my children one day, and mostly, my wife."

"Now Y/n," the mic was handed over.

She unfolded the paper, "The day I pictured finding my forever actually happened in the workplace. Where I would've found someone whose schedule lines with mine. And we would have all the time together. But then I met you in college. And I remember when you had said I was holding back, and I couldn't contain the adrenaline and just hopped you wouldn't think I was weird. Also because I was watching you for the entire night praying no girl would walk up to you before I could get the courage. After that night, we had seen each other almost everywhere. We got to talking and I thought, man. This man. You weren't like anyone I ever met."

"It was the beginning of college," he reminded. Laughing a little at the scoff and mumble.

"Yeah, but still. My freshman year I went quiet to focus on the basics, but by the second year I found you. My motivation, the one that kept pushing through to be a lawyer. We build each other up in the best ways. We kept each other going when we needed it the most and by the time we made it to the FBI , our life was set together for the best. Then it took you longer to still propose, but besides all that. You did. My love. My heart. My man. My husband. The father of my kids, I love you beyond what I can write. Also because I ran out of space, quite literally squeezing this, but I'm overwhelmed with love for you." She finished, wiping away tears carefully. Mumbling a thank you once Aaron handed her his handkerchief.

~

"Do you Aaron Hotchner, take Y/n L/n, in sickness and in health, to be you lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do."

"And do you, Y/n L/n, take Aaron Hotchner, in sickness and in health, to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do."

"Them by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Cheers erupted as he did so. The two officially becoming Mr. and Mrs. Hotchner.

~

Everyone was on the dance floor now. Enjoying the company of each other and celebrating the newly weds. That's when the song came on again.

Aaron was over with his family as Y/n was talking with the team. But she was quick to leave them and run to find her husband.

Spotting him from the crowd already looking for her. Her toothy smile showed as she ran and grabbed his arm. Suddenly the room was just them.

They danced around each other as the music played. Getting closer once it slowed a bit more. "You're holding back," he looked lovingly down to her.

Her eyes twinkled with the same love. Tears came to her eyes, "shut up and dance with me," she whispered to him.

They shared one more kiss before the room came back to join them in dancing. Laughter filled the room almost instantly.

It was everything the couple had hoped for.

[chalkbird]

if i had a nickel for every time that laudna was killed to intimidate laura bailey's character... i'd have two nickels. which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice

[utilitycaster]

I agree that Marisha building Laudna to not be romanceable is a big part of it. When she was talking to Bor'dor about Imogen in a more sisterly way it really felt earnest to me, and not about hiding any feelings. So leaning into the kiss and pivoting that hard must feel intuitively awkward in gameplay, where everything is so organic. Do you have any ideas on how they *could* stick the landing, in theory? It's a little harder for me to see that, admittedly.

Hey anon,

I agree - that line in the moment felt entirely honest and frankly it's a sign of how profoundly thick and distorting the shipping goggles must be in this campaign to see anything of note that both this and Ashton's later "sister" comment are being taken as genuine interest and not at face value.

I've outlined some of what would have made it good here (linking bc it might be of interest; I know it's hard to find discussion of this on my blog because I am not maintagging my criticism out of courtesy so you're kind of stuck with Tumblr's search capabilities and as such I don't mind repeating some things) but that's obviously retroactive. I do think the challenge has increased; it was on low with the gnarlrock fight and medium with the reunion of the two halves of the party and now we're squarely in hard mode but I think it's still doable.

The things to address are 1. Their friendship, such as it was, was never actually substantial; it was merely a constant empty yet incongruously clingy cycle of bland validation; and 2. Laudna genuinely seems to forget about it like, half the time.

Now, I if I were a script doctor coming in, I would leverage item 2 to fix item 1, ie, have Imogen say "hey, are you actually into this, because I feel like you're not," have Laudna admit she's not really prepared for romance and hadn't considered it before Imogen asked, make things awkward for a while, and basically do a slightly clumsy and a little weaker version of what would have happened in the reunion if Laudna had stuck to her guns and allowed herself to be upset, let that simmer and let them grow as separate people, and then have them reunite. Another option is to make that anger bubble up to the surface since she ignored it; have Laudna blow up and get mad that after her outburst Imogen's response was just to ask if she could kiss her instead of like, hearing her out; this wouldn't even require a breakup, just a fight that isn't smoothed over without a significant conversation. Both of these I think could be made excellent.

However, I am not terribly optimistic this would happen, because of how meaningless in its lack of confrontation the relationship has been the entire time, so I will admit I think the more likely options are "Delilah take the wheel in a spiritual successor to the gnarlrock fight"; "Imogen's slight lean towards the gods and the status quo and Laudna's slight lean away from them deepen into a proper divisive issue that they have to address"; or, to be honest, "one of them dies in combat and the funeral scene is really good."

Basically: introduce literally any form of conflict and actually play it out. "Stick the landing" might be generous and optimistic of me but at least I can see a way in which they do not roll endlessly and dully down this metaphorical flight of stairs and instead make the relationship, if not unmissable, at least not actively missable.

[samuraiko]

Details from the new CR animated intro (SPOILERS AHOY)

HERE BE SPOILERS

YOU KNOW THE DRILL

LOREM IPSUM

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So, from the beginning of the new intro!

Matt creating the terrain (the Key, what looks like Ludinus' tower in Molaesmyr) and the appearance of Liliana, Ludinus, Ira Wendigoth, Captain Xandis, and Otohan Thull before the shot pans out to the Feywild Arch...

Nothing specific in Fearne's intro though it might represent her passing through the Arch into Exandria

Orym's shows Derrig sitting under the cherry tree while Will is beside Orym, moving through the Zephaer'atam - Will and Orym are using identical swords (barring length)

Imogen's shows Bertrand, the Lumas twins, and Lord Eshteross fading into the storm before she turns, runs, and plummets into...

Ashton falling from the window of Jiana Hexum's manor (we see him pre-injury but post-"hardening")

The group on the deck of the Silver Sun, we now see Ash with two different colour eyes -- as they fall overboard, Ashton grabs Laudna and flings her at Imogen, while FCG casts Fly (or something along those lines), and Fearne transforms into a bird and catches Ashton on her back (we don't see if FCG catches Orym or Chetney)

When the Hells are in the Feywild, Fearne has her pan flute, and we see her blackened left hand (a result of her grabbing Lolth's Crown during ExU)

During Laudna's intro, we get a brief flash of Delilah puppeting a Laudna doll the way Laudna is puppeting Pate in the shot

During FCG's shot, in the close-up on his red-tinted eyes, we see the Division lying massacred, with the buzzsaw and the grappling hook arm on the ground - as the shot pulls back, we see FCG swinging the buzzsaw at Ashton before we see the rest of the Hells surround him, Orym restraining him (with Seedling, slight continuity error there but appropriate), Chetney's unfinished mood wheel on the table behind them... and then Fearne pickpockets Ashton while everyone's focused on FCG

Chetney is carving a rocking horse, and we clearly see his RTA crown tattoo

In the group attack shot -- a wolfed-out Chet is using his Crimson Rite to claw through vines -- Fearne summons Mister who has his little firearm before she blowtorches everything -- Ashton's arm gets sliced and he rages -- FCG grapplehooks his way into combat and swings around, his Spiritual Weapon taking the shape of the Changebringer's coin -- Ashton apparently rolled Time because we see his dopplered selves appearing off him (it MIGHT just be a coincidence, but the blue-shift version looks like an uninjured stone Asthon, while the red-shift version looks like a HUMAN Ashton) before Ashton drops the hammer on a pair of Paragon's Call riding a crawler and blows it up -- Laudna's newer form of Dread appears with branches and flowers, while Imogen flings lightning around -- Orym goes toe to toe with several of Otohan Thull's echoes (including him Air Striking some into nothingness) before he blocks the REAL Thull's attack

Thull knocks him back into Ashton and FCG, who catch him

[wrenreid]

Just Acting

18+ story | all chapters in master list

Chapter Fourteen

After filming today, you and Matthew are going to hang out. And you're so looking forward to it!

Delilah rests her head on Spencer's chest as they watched tv on the couch. It's the weekend, Delilah took a day off and Spencer wasn't called in for a case. Instead of going on a date, the two decided to stay in and just enjoy each other's company.

Delilah pushed herself off of Spencer with her hand on his chest. She sat back on her knees staring down at him.

"What?" Spencer asks, looking up to her.

"You're so pretty," she says.

"Thank you?" He furrows his brows with a smile.

"You're very welcome,” Delilah grins proudly.

"Come here, beautiful." He says, opening his arms back for her to lay back down. She obliges, laying her head on Spencer's chest after giving him a soft kiss on his mouth.

____

You go home before anyone else since you don't have anymore scenes for the day. You stop by Dunkin to get a coffee, and sadly see that Jess is off today. You head back to your apartment.

When you get home, you plop down on the couch dreading the night ahead of you. It's around 4 o'clock in the afternoon when you get a text from Matthew saying he can't wait for tonight. The text is paired with two emojis, a smile and the eggplant. He’s so fucking weird.

You hang out around the apartment, watching tv, snacking a bit, and cleaning up, until around 6 when you decide to take a shower. You press play on your favorite playlist which consists of 90s R&B, modern day sad shit, and some random other songs.

You step into the shower, letting the water soak you. You wash your hair and body, shave a bit, wash your face, and step out to moisturize. While still wrapped in the towel, you apply product to your hair, scrunch it, and tie in up in a wrap.

Time to pick out an outfit. You slip on a pair of light blue underwear and a white bra, you couldn't find the matching set and quite frankly don’t care. No one will be seeing what’s underneath your clothes tonight anyway.

You rummage through your closet, searching for something decent to wear. You don't really know what you're doing for this "hanging out" shit, but you know you should probably dress... not in sweats. You grab a pair of black jeans from your dresser, a white t shirt with a floral design at the neckline, and a loose fitting bomber jacket. Just before doing your makeup, you slip into the jeans. You apply a light makeup look and take your hair out of the wrap, the light curls fall down nicely. You get dressed in the rest of your clothes and slip into a pair of white converse.

Matthew shows up not long after with a knock on your apartment door. "Ready for our date?" he leans against the door frame, almost stumbling over.

You roll your eyes. "Not a date." You grab your cross-body purse, and head out the door, not waiting for him.

"Definitely a date,” he says confidently.

"Not a date," you turn around, pointing your finger at him.

He puts his hands up in surrender, and the two of you head down to the parking lot. He opens the door for you, and you get into the passenger's seat.

"Well that was nice.”

"Yes. Spencer seems to be much nicer than I am,” Matthew winks while starting up the car.

"So where are we going?" You say when you get into the night traffic of Los Angeles.

"That’s a surprise.”

You look over to him. "Where?"

"Just to a little restaurant then we're going to watch a movie,” he tells you.

"What movie?"

"Damn can't you let anything be on the whim?"

"No,” you say frankly.

"Uptight," Matthew says under his breath.

"Say that again, and you won't have a tongue to say anything else."

"Feisty,” he says with a grin in your direction.

You watch his hands turn the steering wheel and turn into the parking lot of a small Japanese restaurant. You get out and follow him into the building.

He decides to sit at the bar, which you are perfectly fine with because you might need a strong one to get through the night.

Only a few other people are in the building, which is kind of good and kind of not good in case he makes you mad.

His knee brushes yours as he swivels in the high chair like a child. You order a water and try to decide what you want to eat. Since everything else seems kind of new and strange, you decide on vegetarian sushi. Matthew gets some dish that looks kind of good and off-putting at the same time.

"You two are a cute couple," the handsome japanese man behind the bar says to the two of you.

"O, we're not couple,” you tell him.

"Yes we are," Matthew says to the man.

"No we're not," you glare at him.

"Delilah and Spencer.”

"We're a couple," you turn to the man with an agitated smile.

"That's the spirit," Matthew grabs your hand.

"You're pushing it, Gubler,” you say through a gritted smile.

The two of you eat in silence for most of the dinner. You laugh as Matthew tries to eat with chopsticks.

"Okay! Let's go," Matthew hops out of his seat and offers his hand out to you. He'd paid the bill already.

You don't take his hand but get down from your chair. He walks out of the building, you trail behind.

The movie theater isn't too far away. When you get there, he asks the lady outside for two tickets to a movie you've never heard of.

"What's the movie about?”

"I don't know,” Matthew shrugs.

"You don't know?"

"C'mon, Delilah. Maybe it'll be good,” he grins softly.

You press your lips together with a sigh and follow him into the theater.

As the movie unfolds, you're face goes from expression to expression, mostly confusion and disgust.

Finally, the credits roll in, and Matthew looks down at you. "Let's go," he has a big smile on his face.

"What the fuck was that?" You ask, your eyebrows still knit with confusion. He laughs when you're on your way back to his car.

"I'm so confused! Were they aliens?” You ask again.

He laughs again, "I don't even know."

You chuckle. "I knew I should've picked out the movie."

"Yeah probably. I'm surprised you sat through that whole thing,” he says.

The two of you laugh as you get back into his car. He drives back to your apartment with music playing.

"You know that wasn't half bad," you admit at your door.

"The movie definitely was,” Matthew objects.

"Yes, yes it was," you chuckle.

"Goodnight, Y/n.”

You pull his head down to you and press your lips to his. When the kiss is over, he looks at you with wide eyes and a little smile.

"Goodnight, Gubler."

With that, he leaves down the hall, and you shut your apartment door. What. Just. Happened.

You just- why did you do that?

You plop down on your couch after taking off your jacket. You see you have a missed call and a message from Jordan.

"Hey, Y/n. I'm at your door. Surprise date!!"

Shit. What have you done?

——

"What the fuck did I do?” You pace back and forth in your apartment.

"I'm here! I'm here!" Your friend walks into your apartment.

"Oh thank God, Jess!!" You close the door quickly.

"What's wrong?"

"It's official. I'm a whore."

She bursts out with a laugh. "What?"

"So you know how I said the lake trip wasn't horrible, and how Matthew was alright for the most part. Well, we made out. On his bed. While I straddled him. And I'm like freaking out again because we hung out today for our job like I told you about. Anyway, I kissed him. I fucking kissed him before he left. Then I read this text from Jordan and I'm like what is wrong with me…”

"Y/n, slow down. You're talking faster than the Chipmunks,” she exclaims.

You take a breath. "Right. Sorry."

"Okay so you two made out?” Jess asks, her eyebrows raised.

You nod your head harshly.

"Then you kissed him tonight?"

You nod your head again, hating this clarifying questions.

"And the text from Jordan was?”

"He was being sweet. He wanted to take me on a surprise date."

"You hate surprises,” she says.

"I do, but it's the thought that counts."

Jess releases a chuckle. "So what are you going to do?"

"That's why I called you,” you tell her.

"Y/n, you're 33 years old. Be a big girl and break up with Jordan. I can tell you don't like him."

You sigh. "He's a really nice guy."

"But…”

"But he's too... I don't know. Not for me I guess,” you tell her.

"There ya go."

"I'll break up with him. Tomorrow,” you say.

"You go girl! Dump some ass!"

"Oh my god, don't say it like that!" Your palm meets your face.

She laughs again, and makes her way to your fridge.

____

Today's the day. You're going to do it. You're going to dump Jordan. How hard can this be? You haven't been together that long, and things haven’t been serious.

"Hey. I need to talk to you. Meet me at the cafe on Melrose." You press send with a sigh.

"Great! See you then:)"

Oh no.

You get ready in ripped jeans, a black crop top that kind of makes you think too hard about the pudge on your tummy, but it's the fit that matters, and a flannel over it. You slip on your white sneakers, grab your bag, and head out of your apartment.

"Hey, Y/n!" He gives you a hug and a kiss on the lips.

"Jordan, hey,” you say awkwardly.

"You needed to talk to me?"

"Yes I do... I don't think we should see each other any more.”

"What?"

"It's just not working out for me. You're a great guy, it's just- Are you crying?"

"No,” he says defensively.

"Your eyes are tearing up,” you say with raised eyebrows.

"I'm not crying."

"We were together a month.”

"I thought things were going good,” Jordan says.

"I'm sorry. I just don't want to be in a relationship I'm not invested in. You deserve better than that."

"Okay," he sighs, nodding.

"Goodbye, Jordan." You put your hand on his shoulder after you stand up.

"Bye, Y/n. And tell him."

"Hmm?"

"Tell him. There's someone else. I can tell."

You shake your head, then turn and walk out of the cafe. You make your way to set.

You rush to hair and makeup, knowing you're running behind. They straighten your hair and put on your usual Delilah makeup look.

You change into black jeans with a belt buckle showing through a mostly tucked in blouse underneath a loose fitting grey blazer jacket. You're wearing black heeled boots.

There's a few scenes to film today, a few including you.

mature content warning

____

"Marc is going to be watching over you guys for a while. If you have any questions, ask him or call me if it's an emergency." Delilah grabs her bag, and heads out of her building.

She drives her way to the Behavioral Analysis Unit where her boyfriend Spencer works. They've officially been calling each other boyfriend and girlfriend, and it feels so good to say the word even if labels don't really mean that much.

She reaches the floor, seeing everyone in the bullpen. Spencer said he'd just gotten home from a case a few hours ago and was doing paperwork. Delilah knew how fast he was at reading, so she figured he'd be done by now.

"What are you doing here?" He rises from his desk with a smile.

"You've been to my work, so I figured I'd visit you at yours." She'd had permission of course to be let up to the BAU's floor.

He wraps his arms around her. "Well, I appreciate it."

She gives him a kiss on the cheek. "Of course."

"Give me one moment, and I'll be able to leave."

Delilah nods her head. She waits for Spencer to return from his bosses office as she stands sort of awkwardly at his desk.

"So you're the girl that's been making genius smile all the damn time." Delilah turns around to see a muscular hispanic man. "I swear he's like a freaking puppy."

Delilah chuckles. "I'm Delilah." She shakes his hand.

"You're the girl from the case a few months ago!"

A thin blonde haired girl elbows the asian man in the side. "Nice to formally meet you, Delilah."

She smiles at them. "Nice to meet you guys again, under better circumstances."

Spencer comes back into the bullpen, and goes to Delilah's side.

"I knew there was someone ha!" JJ says.

"Yeah, yeah. You caught me." He smiles down at his girlfriend. "You ready to go?"

"No, stay. Talk a bit. Tell us secrets," the attractive male agent jokes.

Delilah gives them a wave goodbye, and Spencer leads her to the elevator.

___

"How's it going?"

"Well I just broke up with my boyfriend, so… fine actually.”

"I forgot you had a boyfriend," Matthew says bluntly.

"So did I apparently," you admit.

He laughs. "Wow."

"Hey, about last night..."

"I know. You didn't mean it,” he nods.

"I don't know,” you say, voice soft.

"What do you mean?”

"I don't know. I mean I literally can't stand you half the time, but for some reason it felt right."

"Thank you?" His eyebrows stitch together.

You chuckle a sigh, running your hand through your hair. "It's been one confusing week."

Matthew steps closer to you. "You could say that."

You stand there. Unable to move or say anything. You feel like you could reach your hand out and feel the tension.

He takes another step closer, his eyes appearing darker. “Can I?"

You nod your head, chest feeling heavy. His hands cup your cheeks. Your eyes meet his light brown ones for a second before his mouth comes down on yours. It's gentle at first, but as your mouths move as one the heat burns up.

Soon enough, you're taking off his shirt as he unbuckles the belt on your waist. He breaks the kiss once more to remove the blouse from your body after the jacket comes off. You raise your arms, allowing him to pull the shirt up.

Matthew presses you up against the door of your trailer. One hand is on your waist, the other behind your neck, tangled in your hair. You reach behind you and lock the door. You move your hands to his hair, twirling his curls in your fingers as your lips and tongues move together in a burning sensation.

You shove him off of you and glare up at him. "Sit down."

He gives you a confused look, lips kiss-swollen.

"Sit."

He obliges with a sarcastic "Yes ma'am."

"If we're going to do this, I'm in charge,” you command.

He looks up at you with a look that can only mean he's turned on. You get on your knees in front of him. He's leaning against the couch, lying in wait of what you're going to do. You pull at his boxers, and he leans up, letting you take them off.

Before he can even make a sound, you're mouth is on his growing bulge. You hear Matthew take in a ragged breath. You bob your head, and after a moment, you stop. Completely stop with no explanation.

"You're evil," he says, breathing heavy.

You grin faintly, and hand him a condom you got from the drawer in your trailer.

You take your black underwear off and straddle his lap. You'll definitely regret this later, but for now it's just you and him. You come down on him, moving your hips back and forth gently and pacing up and down at the same time.

He throws his head back, his hands digging into your hips. The moment is kind of sloppy and fast, you don’t even kiss as you fuck him. After a while, your nails scratch at his shoulders as you finish.

You get off of him, and grab your clothes. You head to the bathroom, clean yourself off, and get dressed again. Your hair is a mess. After wiping under your eyes, you return to the room to see Matthew putting his shirt back on.

"Well,” you start, releasing an exasperated. “That was…”

"Something."

"Yes," you say. "Something."

"A good something,” Matthew says.

Your nod your head. You walk over to him, and fix his messy hair. He chuckles with a flushed face.

"What do we do now?" He asks, looking down at you.

"We move on with our lives," you say. "You should probably leave. We've both been away too long."

He nods, curly brown hair falling into his eyes. He looks out the window of your trailer, and once he knows the coast is clear, he leaves. You adjust the pillows on your couch where you and Matthew literally just did it.

This is so crazy. Never in a million years did you think you'd be in this position. You just had sex with the man who’s been the very person who pisses you off the post for months.

You hang Delilah's clothes up. You get out of your trailer, not talking to anyone as you head to your car and go home. You groan loudly as you grip onto the steering wheel.

fifteen

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