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[lydiaas]

all that he cares about is their daughter

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He Chose You (P. 5)

Lucifer/Reader — Lucifer wants you to be the mother of his child. Rated E for the smut. FINALLY

(Hope none of y’all were planning to actually get off though).

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11

“You want a… baby?” 

Lucifer looked as stunned as you felt. He reminded you of a spooked deer — frozen and wide-eyed as he waited for imminent death. Or more aptly a dying fish as his mouth opened and closed soundlessly. 

“… To hang out with?”

Lucifer found himself in your apartment for the second time, milling about beside your coffee table. He internally scolded himself for fidgeting and shifting from one foot to the other, but it was either that or burn a hole in your head with his hopeful gaze.

“No!” He let out a pathetic laugh. “Well, yes, b-but obviously not just that! I know there’s more to it than just ‘hanging out’.”  

“I'm not stupid.” He chortled again before glancing at you. “… I’m not that stupid.” 

The King had the uneasy feeling that you might see right through him now; find that inkling of excitement still germinating in his breast, and change your mind. Or worse, you’d withdraw even more and he’d have to feel that dreadful, terrible, no good shame. 

He had practically skipped through the halls of his castle (unbeknownst to you) with the contract held tightly between his claws.  But as soon as he entered your fireplace, the excitement had curdled like milk. It was replaced by that shame when he looked at you and saw your ashen face. 

“Obviously you wouldn’t be doing this for free!” Lucifer gesticulated wildly. “You, you said you wanted to travel right? Right! If you agree, you’d get to travel wherever you want, whenever you want, no strings attached!”

“A-and also! No more costs, period! All your bills and expenses paid forever, in perpetuity, beyond the grave! Capitalism is a bitch? No, capitalism WAS a bitch!”

“No, no! Capitalism will be YOUR BITCH!” 

Your resigned countenance combined with the memory of his pitch made Lucifer flinch. 

——

You were never very good in a crisis. Or under a severe amount of pressure… or a moderate amount, in all sincerity. 

But you’d have thought, even with the prospect of homelessness looming over your head, that you’d have drawn the line at making a Deal with the Devil to avoid it. 

Or at least you would’ve taken more than the time it took to draw up a legal contract to accept your fate.

That time maxed out to 6 days. 

The scroll unfurled before you. It radiated an ethereal golden light, and lined with a litany of official statements occasionally broken up by blank spaces meant for a (second) signature. 

         Lucifer Morningstar was signed here and there, in the same glittery calligraphy as was on his business card.

‘This contract must be interpreted by the Governances of Heaven [Heofon, Himmel, Kem, ἄκμων, آسمان, अश्मन्] and any litigations associated with Hell [Hel, Hallju, Kel]…’

‘… By this contract, Party A agrees to carry the Seed of Party B, hereafter known as “Father”, to the extent of natural gestation as governed by the Law of Nature…’ 

‘… This union shall be recognized only within the parameters listed and not heretofore or after…’

The legal jargon was giving you a headache. You scrubbed a hand down your face, determined to at least read through it all and, if you couldn’t pick out tiny discrepancies, at least find any giant red flags. 

(Even if you’d already reserved the excuse that it was easy to be tricked by the Devil when the Devil was insanely good at presenting himself as a theatrical little man who wore his heart on his suit sleeve).

           Then again, would it not just be easier to sign away your life without regard to the consequences?

Lucifer twitched when you groaned on your seat at the table. “Problem?” 

You rose slowly from your hunched position to make eye contact. “… My pen isn’t working.” 

You demonstrated by scribbling randomly on the sticky notepad beside his scroll. Lucifer responded instantly, left hand flexing in the air and, with a flashy poof, snatching a fancy pen out of thin air. 

“You can keep it” He said, grinning as you accepted it with a sour look. 

“Thanks… show-off.” You began scribbling your name in half-assed cursive on every blank line in sight.

The grin on Lucifer’s face became borderline manic as soon as you’d crossed your ‘t’s and dotted your ‘i’s. His teeth glinted in the light from your cheap-ass lamp and it made you wince as you handed the rolled up document back to him. 

“Um, can we maybe skip the kissing stuff?” You asked. “I don’t really want to cut my tongue open.” 

His wounded expression tugged rather annoyingly at your heart. 

“Sorry.” 

The smile he gave your mumbled apology was strained at best. “No, no I understand. The fangs were daunting to me when I first got them, too.” 

You cocked your head, thoughts materializing like the web of a spider. 

“That’s actually something we should talk about.” You voiced your thoughts. “Are we compatible? Down there?” 

“What do you mean?” 

“I mean — you don’t have teeth down there, too… right?” You asked. “Or some kind of eldritch horror miasma that I can’t touch lest I fall into a coma from ecstasy? Or a tentacle?” 

“No!” Lucifer looked mortified. “Wh-what is wrong with you humans?!” 

“I’m sorry! I’m just asking!” You cried. 

You continued when his expression stayed stagnant. “Look, I’m sorry if I offended you but I’m about to become intimately acquainted with… it, and I think I should be prepared!”

Your hellish companion stood, eyes closed, hands folded over his mouth as if in prayer. He breathed in slowly, then out. 

“You’re right, you’re right. I’m sorry it’s… it’s been a while since I’ve been with a human.” He reasoned. “It’s good to ask questions. It’s—that’s a good one. Do you have any more?” 

That made you pause. There were millions of things you could ask the King of Hell and yet not one thing could properly formulate in your brain. 

“Um, I need a second to think about it.” You muttered. “What about you? My setup is pretty basic? I guess? I have a womb. At least I did, at my last physical a year and a half ago.” 

Lucifer’s lips twitched upward in a half-smile and there was an answering flutter from your stomach. “I know.”

Your eyebrows shot up and he immediately started babbling. “I mean! I know because the contract went through! The ink would’ve turned red… or disappeared… To be honest, I don't know. I haven’t made a deal in a long time, ha ha. But I remember something happens when there’s a technical issue!” 

“Ah,” You felt better with that explanation. 

Kind of. 

“I thought of a question, actually. Sorry.” You shrugged sheepishly. “It’s probably in the contract but…”

You swallowed down your trepidation. “… I won’t die, right?”

Suddenly unable to look him in the eye, you faced the floor and missed the way Lucifer’s face fell. 

“Barring the normal risks that come with being pregnant, nothing else is gonna happen, right? Or if it does, it won’t be agonizing?” You asked quietly. 

A moment of silence passed before the ex-Angel’s fingers curled under your chin. Your head rose and you saw Lucifer's eyes soften from something sharper and more determined. 

“I will do everything in my power to protect you and the baby.” He said firmly. “Nothing terrible will happen to either of you. I swear.” 

It was strange, the effect his words had on you. The jittery feeling in your chest slowly disappeared, and the tears forming in your eyes didn’t fall. 

“Okay.” You nodded with a barely there, watery smile. 

——

“I’m gonna turn off the lights, ok?” You said over your shoulder. 

Lucifer was undoing the last of the buttons of his dress shirt, vest and overcoat already laid neatly over your desk. He met your gaze, eyes bright. 

“Of course.” His close-lipped smile struck you, but you flipped the light switch before you could think on it. 

A lack of light did very little to suppress Lucifer. He seemed to glow like the star of his namesake, flourishing in the dark and hard to miss. You simply hoped, as you pulled at your sleeves, his shine wouldn’t illuminate the terrain of your body. 

Cold air hit your skin, goosebumps rose along your bare arms and shoulders, but you persisted. When everything was shucked save for your underwear, you moved to your bed and realized Lucifer was still standing at the baseboard. 

With arms crossed, you assumed the same position at the side of the bed. “Um?”

“Ladies first!” He chimed, as if reading your mind. 

You sighed, then slowly climbed onto the mattress and awkwardly pulled the comforter from under your butt. You settled and patted a spot in front of you. 

Hesitantly, Lucifer accepted the invitation, and he was sitting next to you before you could blink. 

No going back now. 

You shifted in your spot uneasily. Fuck, it had been a long time since you had sex. 

How did you start this shit again? 

No kissing — per your own request. You had half a mind to take it back while you sat there floundering, trying not to let the tangible awkwardness break your resolve entirely. 

You could do this. For a lifetime of no work, no bills, no cares. 

You could do this.

A bit of movement in the dark caught your eye. You glanced down and realized that Lucifer was twiddling his thumbs waiting for you. 

The laugh came bubbling from your throat before you could stop it. Reaching out, you grabbed one of his hands and tugged him forward.

You could see his throat constrict as he swallowed and smiled questioningly. “What?”

Lucifer yelped when you laid back, taking him with you. 

——

“Ah! F-fu — Slow down!” You scolded, words muffled as you were repeatedly pushed down into the pillows. 

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry, you just,” Every word was punctuated by a sharp snap of his hips against the flesh of your ass. “Feel. So. Fucking. Good.” 

Lucifer moaned loudly as he continued to lose himself in the sensation. You could only groan, irritation building as your partner refused to give you even the most basic attention. The frustration peaked quickly, then unraveled as his pleasured moans and squeaks caused your stomach to somersault over and over again. 

You clenched around his cock when he whined, thrusting into you so deeply you felt the base of him stretching your hole that much wider. 

Well, fuck you for finding the sound of a masculine voice cracking the hottest thing in all of creation. 

But it was actually getting you there, so what were you complaining for?

          Eyes closed, you focused on the feeling, trying to jump off that precipice with only penetration. It reminded you of when you were a teen, awkwardly feeling around down there. Of trying to find the appeal in your fingers inside of somewhere so sensitive against the fear of hurting yourself. All while you worked yourself up with your own imagination. 

In a perfect world, you would’ve moved on from that stage of life with no repeat performances. Hopefully, it could still be salvag—

You gripped the pillows that hadn’t tumbled off the juddering mattress when Lucifer’s claws dug into your hips. He pulled you as close as humanly possible with a strangled yelp, shivering, shuddering, stammering incoherence as warmth flooded your insides. 

Fuck’s sake.

——

You were disappointed, but not surprised. All you could do after the fact was bury yourself in the covers and watch Lucifer catch his breath beside you. 

Not finishing aside, exhaustion from the entire ordeal made you indolent and your thoughts hazy. You studied your partner as he calmed down, clearly trying not to be too close to you now that the deed was done. 

Lucifer’s hair was in disarray, the space between his eyes and across his cheeks rosy like the blots parallel to his smile. 

“Hey.” 

Lucifer looked at you innocently, waiting. You could physically feel your walls crumbling down despite yourself. 

“Come here.” You murmured, hand sliding beneath the covers to touch that poreless skin. 

Damn you and your soft heart. 

‘Actually…’ You had Lucifer in your arms, his body still warm. Once he was in your grasp, the King melted against you. 

He looked a little afraid as you tilted him up by the chin to look at you. The Devil had surprisingly soulful eyes, questioning whatever you had in store. 

The tiny thought that he was being way too vulnerable drew a taut, uncomfortable feeling your chest. 

“Kiss me.” 

Lucifer blinked in rapid succession — surprise, wonder, confusion and hope bloom all at once on his unusual face. 

It made you laugh in the quiet, comfortable darkness of your room before you yourself leaned in and met his lips with your own. The line of Lucifer’s mouth trembled, but he reciprocated with only minor hesitation. 

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Max Verstappen x HornerDaughter! part 11! Here’s the LINK for part 10. Tw: some mentions of death threats? Leni gets a little anxious so talks of anxiety and worry. Talks of a sexual nature. Max and Leni find themselves in a little awkward conversation, after a few too many drinks Max finds himself moping around when his feelings don’t seem to be mutual. It’s fair to say the next morning he’s embarrassed. Still, things move on and soon Mexico is looming, Max gets protective especially when death threats are for some reason sent in innocent Leni’s direction, and the two grow closer than ever. Taglist: @ironmaiden1313 @callsignwidow @fangirl125reader @norassimpingzone @roseseraj @eugene-emt-roe @copper-boom @its-elias-world @cassiopeiia24@larastark3107 @maxxiemoo @crashingwavesofeuphoria @18754389

“Hey, careful.” I breathlessly laughed, reaching out and holding Max’s upper arm, supporting his stance. It wasn’t like he was taller or bigger than me or anything…

“I’m good- sorry!” Max’s semi-sober mind shone through, before he started snickering with drunken laughter. “Cant have you breaking an arm before Mexico.” I smiled, scanning over his slightly messy hair. He’d ruffled it and attempted to tidy it over and over again in the ride back to the hotel.

“No. That wouldn’t be good.” He smiled back to me, eyes glimmering as he watched down in my direction. He was somehow walking and staring at me simultaneously. “You know, you look really pretty tonight.” Max’s arm relaxed and soon I was just holding onto his bicep gently.

“Thank you.” My face immediately warmed. I felt my smile grow and my heart literally fluttered like somebody had just electrocuted me. “But you can’t walk and stare at me at the same time, you should watch where you’re going.” I playfully knocked his face back in the direction down the hall. He was still smiling, laughing to himself.

“Sorry, Leni, I probably shouldn’t have drunk this much… probably.” He muttered to himself, clearly trying to buck up his ideas. “For a change you’re more drunk than I am.” My hand softly slipped off his arm. I saw his brows falter slightly and he reached down, taking a hold of my hand.

My voice hitched as I went to protest, but soon he was looking at me with the same softened eyes I’d stared back to that night we spent on the yacht for his birthday. “Maybe I’m gonna come on too strong-”

“No, don’t say that…” I awkwardly shrugged, stepping outside my hotel room door. “I just…” he paused, looking back down to me again. “I just really like you, Leni.” He hiccuped once again and my heart simultaneously jumped and broke, realizing how truly wasted he just was.

“You’re drunk, Max.” My voice softened, gaze fluttering to the ground. I was afraid if I stared back to him I’d lose myself. “Im truthful.” He slurred as I sighed turning up to him.

“Maybe you don’t feel the same, or-or you’re scared-”

“Max. Let’s not.” An uncomfortable awkwardness rattled through me. He couldn’t mean all of this seeing how wasted he was. I’d been told by men before in this exact situation how they felt about me and it meant nothing. “Sorry.” He quickly spoke as I pulled my key card out. “Sorry.” Max repeated. I reached out and unlocked my door. “Trust me, Max. I do feel the same.” I shyly muttered, facing the door as I pushed on it. Max remained silent. “I just can’t, yet.” He let out out a drunken laugh, one that was overwhelmingly sad. I turned back to him, door wide open so I stepped forwards and eloped him within a hug. “Don’t look so sad, you’re literally a world champion.” I teased, lightly slapping his cheek. Max’s smile emerged again, hands moving up to my waist. “I want you, Leni.” He whispered. I didn’t quite know how to take that comment, I felt weak in the knee’s, an immediate warmth spread through my core and I couldn’t stop staring back into his eyes.

My hand softened on his neck as I grazed over the very bottom of his scalp. I want you too, but not like this. “Please, Max. Not when you’re so drunk. It’s just too soon.” Max and I separated slightly.

“Okay.” He nodded, not overstepping a boundary. “Okay.” He repeated. “Are you okay getting back to your room?”

“It’s only down the hall.” He awkwardly shrugged. Despite seemingly to understand where I was coming from, he still had a semi-sour expression plastered across his face. It would be one that would torment me day and night.

“Okay… night Max.”

“Night…” awkward…

___________________________________________ Friday 28th October 2023.

“All im saying Leni, is that you’ll just be safer in the garage, with us and security.” My dad explained. I huffed in frustration, pushing my glasses off my face. It wasn’t like I was trying to do my work or anything and my dad kept pestering me. “Yeah, but, dad, I don’t get it. Nobody’s bothered about me, I don’t think they even know who I am.” I harshly reached for my glasses, shoving them back on my face. “I’d beg to differ.” He scoffed as I rolled my eyes.

“Look, don’t be rolling your eyes, Leni. At the end of the day it’s for your own safety.” “Nobody’s gonna go out and behead me in the paddock.” I dramatically spoke. “Well you haven’t seen what people have been saying.” He muttered in a low tone. I pursed my lips and pushed my laptop screen back slightly.

“I stay in the garage anyway.” “No you don’t.”

“Okay, I don’t. But I’m safe.” I defended as my dad sighed. “Look, for the safety of you and everybody just stay in the bloody garage this race. I can’t risk anything.” “Alright I will. I was going to anyway.” My eyes widened. My dad muttered something before walking back to what he was focused on before. Basically there’d been a whole load of threats towards Max and Red Bull in Mexico, I wasn’t too sure what for or what over, but security had increased. I hadn’t been very present on that side of social media, so as far as I knew my dad was just being overdramatic. I got back to my work and focused for the rest of the evening, occupied on finishing everything up before the weekend ahead. It wasn’t until I had downtime in the evening that I decided to have a browse of exactly what these threats were. My accounts were all on private so I headed to my message requests. Half of them were spam or just random people messaging me about my dad, or Red Bull, but I did see one particular creepy message about Mexico. A shudder ran down my spine reading how the man said he was going to do horrific things to me. I knew not to take it seriously, but I shouldn’t have doubted my dad so much, let alone argue with him, especially when there was a chain of frightening messages. I wasn’t quite sure what I’d done, or why they knew me? I suppose it was just fear mongering amongst Red Bull and to Max. I didn’t want to spook my father any further, so I hovered over Max’s contact. We hadn’t text in a while, I didn’t know if it would be weird, especially after the other night, to text him. But truthfully I was scared, especially alone in a hotel room.

I screenshotted the imagine and sent it to him, punching out my message frantically quick. Seconds later, Max had responded. Leni: I’m scared wtf?!!!

Max: Leni that’s disgusting, have you told your dad? Leni: I’ll show him tomorrow fml Max: are you ok???

Leni: Im good, just freaked now I’m alone in the hotel room

Max: don’t worry you are safe in here, there’s more security than usual.

Part of me wanted to go be with Max that night. No matter how hard I attempted to deny that I didn’t want anything yet, I did. I couldn’t deny that for much longer. So when he responded I found myself tapping my phone, shuddering at the idea of being alone all evening in this room. Leni: yeah it’ll be fine

Max: I’m sorry they are messaging you too

Leni: don’t be sorry?? It’s not your fault at all, Max

Max: is there anything I can do though? Leni: bring me a night light fml Max: hahahahah not allowed to leave my room sorry Max: you can come to my room however if you are actually that scared

One thing led to another and I was creeping past security with my head held low. They didn’t bat an eyelid. Max must have told them I was coming, I just hoped to god it wouldn’t get spread back to my dad and Geri that I was sneaking into Max’s room at 9pm. But it wasn’t like that, not at all.

“Are you okay?” Max was quick to greet me inside, thanking the security before locking the door behind us. His room was fucking huge, he had the most amazing view and a TV the size of a cinema screen. His bed was king sized (of course) and the sheets were only slightly ruffled from where he’d been sat. Max was in his underwear and had thrown on a hoody. I hoped I hadn’t awoken him.

“I’m ok. I didn’t wake you did I?”

“No, of course not. Come sit down.” He switched the main light off, the TV illuminating the room. I followed, taking the side of the bed that was furthest away from the door and kicking my crocs off to one side neatly. “Are those crocs?!” Max crawled over, leaning over the side of the bed.

“Yeah.” I giggled, gaze lingering over him. “Jesus, Leni. I thought you were better than that.”

“Uh- I love crocs. They’re actually so comfy.” I hugged my knees upwards slightly, Max smirked towards me before resting back onto the pillows to my right. He kept a comfortable distance, one that I wanted to break. “Are you sure you’re okay, though? Those messages were weird.” He double checked. “Yeah… it was just weird. I don’t know how they know who I am.”

“They are just a set of pricks.” He huffed, shaking his head back to the TV. He’d been watching ‘We’re the Millers’ and had it paused until I came in. “I don’t think they’ll do anything though, Leni. But just in case you should be careful.” He nodded towards me, playing the movie.

“Sorry, dad.” I teased as he looked towards me in surprise. “It’s true, no?”

“Yeah, it is.” I glanced down to my Nike socks, I’d purposefully put them on to look cool in front of Max. It was kinda pathetic. “But you can stay here, all night- I mean if you want to, I’m okay with it.” He shrugged honestly.

“I don’t want you to be scared.” He added back on as I smiled softly towards him. “At least I have somebody to watch this with.” He gave me a double glance, nodding towards the tv as I laughed gently. “Suppose so.” A moment of silence took over us as we watched the movie. “I will seriously head-butt someone, though.” “What?”

“If they do anything to you- ah not that they will, but I would.” I laughed slightly, but the protective comment was actually really cute- in a strange kinda way.

“Thanks, Max.” I glanced back down to the sheets I was yet to slip under. “I am a little worried though, I didn’t take my dad seriously.” The message included graphic details of what they wanted to do to me because I was a girl and where they’d find me (not that they could do that but still). I shuddered at the thought. “Don’t be worried, you’ll be ok with us.” Max nodded resting back against the pillows. The aircon nipped at my skin slightly, Max must’ve noticed the goosebumps on my skin and tugged at the blanket slightly. “Thanks.” I smiled back, allowing him to semi help me under.

“Sorry, I can turn it down.” He reached up for the remote, “honestly it’s fine, it’s warmer under here.” I tugged the bedding up to my neck. I could smell Max’s cologne, it dizzied me with emotion.

“Comfy bed.” He commented, still switching the air-con down to a more natural temperature. I still shuddered slightly and brought my hands forwards. “Feel how cold they are.” In the process I touched his bare thigh, Max squirmed and called out in shock. “Leni! What the fuck- how are you so cold?” He scrambled, grabbing my hands in his larger ones. I laid on my side facing him whilst he shuffled down slightly. “Because your room is Antarctica.” I pointed out.

“C’mere.” He offered his arm out and I shuffled forwards, moving over onto his chest with a comfy arm over his front. This felt nice. Like real good, he was all snug and when his hand casually rested on my arm, rubbing up and down I thought I’d burst from excitement. Cuddling wouldn’t lead to anything, right? I could still not overstep a boundary but enjoy myself. I hummed, squeezing him slightly. “You’re all warm.”

“Yeah, you’re fucking freezing.” He tensed when my hand touched the skin that had been exposed from his top lifting. I purposefully put my hand there, hearing him groan as he tensed, reaching down there to shift my hand again. The noise he made did things to me. It was more like a moan than anything, the thought of Max like that making those noises was something I hadn’t dwelled on a whole not- until now. “Mmm, let me get warm!” I teased hearing him laugh and slowly take my hand, pinning it over the other side of my head. Woah. I gasped out a laugh, my stomach fluttering and there was that familiar warming between my legs. Fuck- I was horny, for Max. How embarrassing. My face blushed as I scanned back to his eyes, not knowing if he was thinking what I was thinking.

“Max.” I pouted, but he’d already glanced my face up and down, shifting his body so he was on his knees besides me. His hair fell messy and down over his face and he looked really good. All sensation of being cold left me and suddenly I felt like I was sweating in my hoody.

“Sorry.” He blinked, hand sliding off my wrist gently. My brows furrowed in a slight disappointment and I sat up once again, eyeing over him. All sense had left my body, I wanted his attention, I wanted Max. What about waiting? Fuck waiting- okay maybe I was being brash.

“It’s fine.” I smiled gently, pulling off the hoody and placing it gently on the floor. “We had something good going on then, you ruined it.” He was still teasing, I was glad.

“I wouldn’t say it was good.” I fired back, resting back under the covers. Max then glanced to me, deciding to pull on the own material of his shirt before sinking deeper into the bed. He was almost completely naked. Fuck.

“Fine.” He nodded confidently, meeting my gaze for a moment before his eyes landed back on the TV. Throughout the movie we’d moved closer, with a small nudge of my foot on his leg, Max was offering his arm out again and pulling me into yet another cuddle. I felt like a dog in heat, and when his hand mindlessly slipped onto my lower thigh that was gently resting over his legs I wanted to moan out loud.

I decided to push it further, knowing his hand was where it was, fingers deliciously squeezing into my skin every now and then, I shifted my hand a little lower down his chest, to his stomach. Max swallowed, I could see by the bobbing of his Adam’s apple, but I simply pretended to laugh at the TV. Inside, I was trying to retrace the feeling of his lips on mine, his hand on my skin, even higher up than it was now.

When the movie was over we’d made no significant moves so I let out a small moan of dissatisfaction and rolled back, my hand was cold again, so I purposefully placed it over his lower abdomen just for some attention. It worked. Max hissed, fighting for my hand and grabbing it between his larger one. “If you keep doing that-”

“Sorry, sorry.” I sheepishly spoke, stretching slightly from how uncomfortable this vest stop was. His eyes fell to my chest, my nipples were peaked in the cool air and you could clearly see the outline of them through the white material.

“What will you do if I keep doing it?” My laugh fell short, “make you sleep on the floor.” Max still held my hand up, but when I relaxed it it flopped down besides me, still squeezed by his.

“That’s mean.” My eyes fell to where the covers had pulled down, revealing his naked torso. “Well, if you can’t control yourself..”

“I can control myself!” Truthfully I couldn’t, right now I wanted to do every sinful act to Max under the sun.

“Sure.” He smirked, gaze effortlessly gliding over me. “Mh.” I made a pathetic attempt to fight from his grasp, my hips raising slightly as I did. Max didn’t fail to notice this. At the same time he moved his hand, moving them to my shorts and tugging at them slightly.

“Are you not uncomfortable?” He flicked at them again, the tight material pinging back down to my skin. “Mhm.” Suddenly I felt all shy, nodding as my hand slid to where his was, adjusting the material slightly. “Take them off then.” He spoke in a hushed tone. My breath hitched and my thumbs pushed under the material, inching them off my legs to reveal my matching white thong I’d paired with my vest top on purpose. I had to be prepared, okay?! I lifted my knees up, shyly bringing them together as Max’s jaw tensed. “You can borrow some shorts if you want.” He tore his eyes away, staring back to me from above me. “No, it’s okay.” I whispered as he inhaled sharply, tearing his eyes away.

“You’re doing things to me, Leni.” He openly spoke. I blinked back up to him, pushing myself up once again. “What- what do you mean?” I stammered. Max turned back to me after a moment with an exasperated look. His cheeks were pink and his jaw was tightened. He looked frustrated, exceptionally sexy.

“Because you say you want to wait and then this happens I- you’re driving me insane.”

“Well… we don't have to wait just for tonight…”

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#i left for the wrestling cruise and hadn’t heard of covid and the first text i got when i got off the boat was ‘hey be careful of covid”’

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

John Silver my beloved

162 notes - Posted August 18, 2022

#4

An important picture from after dynamite went off the air of Ruby wearing Regal’s jacket

166 notes - Posted July 28, 2022

#3

The storytelling on this feud is just so good

174 notes - Posted May 27, 2022

#2

174 notes - Posted September 1, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Don’t Bet Against the Devil

When she strikes up a deal with MJF , the stakes are impossibly high, and they spend the night locked in a battle that neither can afford to lose.

Pairing: MJF x OFC

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Smut (minors dni), Rough Sex, Degradation, Oral Sex (Male Receiving), Spitting, Slapping, Choking, Spanking, Hair Pulling, Semi-Public Sex, General Filth

“Go to Cole’s wedding with me.” It was a demand, not a request, and she bristled. She was sitting at the bar by herself when he slid into the seat beside her.

“Not a chance.” She said with a laugh, not taking her eyes off her phone. Max snatched it from her hands and she struggled to take it back but his arms were stretched high above her head. Glaring, she folded her arms across her chest.

“What I meant was, ‘you’re coming to Cole’s wedding with me.’” He was unfazed by her reaction; he knew this was going to take some convincing. But he had all the liquor that Philadelphia had to offer, and they had late flights tomorrow, so he was fully prepared to push the idea.

“That’s not gonna happen, Max. I’m planning on getting laid at this wedding, and coming with a date is a pretty big cock block.” She shifted her weight, leaning back in her bar stool, finally looking him over. Cocky, as usual, but it was covering a thinly veiled earnestness that she hadn’t expected. She traced the tip of her middle finger around the rim of her drink before lifting it to her lips, hoping a little more booze could help her unsee what was hiding behind his bluster.

“If you had any game, that wouldn’t make a difference.” He tried not to let his face show any of the irritation he felt, knowing it didn’t even occur to her that they might sleep together if they went as dates. “I promise you, I’d have no problem getting laid if you came with me.” She raised a brow, lips curling at the corner and dragging his eyes to them.

“Is that right?”

“Easy.” The word floated on his tongue and she shifted effortlessly toward him, crossing one leg over the other, her knee bumping his. It pulled his attention for just a moment, heat flaring out from the spot. “Guess you just don’t have as much game as me.” Her brow furrowed, lips pressed into an agitated line. He ate up her reactions to his button pushing every time.

“Bullshit. I’ve seen you with women. I’ve got ten times the game you do.” She was walking right into the trap he’d set. He gave a derisive snort, tailor made to push her right to the edge.

“You wanna bet?” He raised, and she wet her lips, challenge sparkling in her eyes. Max pulled his shoulders back, taking a swig of his drink, brow raised; he knew she couldn’t resist. “A little wager. Come with me to the wedding and prove how much more game you have by getting laid anyway.” She studied him for a moment, a flicker of caution crossing her delicate face.

“And what, exactly, do I get when I win?”

“Laid.” He retorted. She let out a lilting laugh that he couldn’t stop from smiling at before shaking his head. “What more do you want?”

“I could get laid way easier without you there. That’s hardly a reason for me to take this challenge on.” She said and he waved her off.

“Okay, fine then, if you win, I won’t go to NXT.” That comment stopped her cold. He knew it would but he didn’t expect how quickly the color would rise to her cheeks. He’d caught her off guard and she was visibly rattled.

“What?” She choked and he raised both his brows.

“Yeah, your dad made me an offer last week. An unprecedented type of offer for the fastest rising star in professional wrestling.” He was laying it on thick, blowing on his knuckles, but it seemed to be working. “But win the bet and I will stay right here in AEW with you.” She stammered for a moment before finally clearing her throat and shaking her head, desperately ignoring the pit in her stomach.

“What makes you think I care that much about where you wrestle?” It was unconvincing but Max played into it nonetheless, clutching at his chest as though she’d shot him.

“First of all, ouch.” He pouted at her and she stifled a laugh. “Second of all, I know you. And I know you don’t want me to leave.” Rolling her eyes, it was her turn to wave him off. “Alright fine, we’ll pretend you don’t care. Let’s raise the stakes, then. If you win, not only will I stay, but I will let ole TK know that I’m not going to re-sign unless he finally gives you your shot at the title.”

That had the gears turning in her head. She had been working her ass off since the moment she stepped through the doors but nothing seemed to be enough. No matter how great her matches were, no matter how hard the crowd rallied behind her, she couldn’t even make it into a qualifying match. But it wasn’t in her nature to let Max off the hook without teasing.

“Oh, so you don’t think I’m talented enough to get a title shot on my own?” But her teasing didn’t hold; he just gave her a knowing look.

“Please. We both know it’s not your talent that’s kept you from holding that title.” He watched closely as she sipped at her drink, hiding her expression behind the rim. “Khan still doesn’t know that he can trust you not to pull a Medusa.” That got a sharp, single laugh from her, directly into her drink. “He’s worried that the second he puts the gold on you, you’re gonna take that belt straight to the fed and dump it in the garbage.”

“That’s not my style.” She said. “At the very least, I’m gonna be original.” That tilted smile of hers made his stomach hurt. The smile slowly faded, though, as she mulled over his words. She couldn’t deny there was likely some truth to them. “You really think you could get me a shot?”

“I’m positive. With the amount of money your pops is offering, I’ve got all the leverage in the world. And, hell, I’ll even offer to take a pay cut from my current contract if that’s what it takes.” His expression seemed as genuine as was possible from him but she still wasn’t sure she believed him. Her and Max were friends - they had been since she came to AEW. She had been a member of the Pinnacle until they disbanded and now she was one of the only friends he had left. She trusted him...maybe only slightly further than she could throw him, but that was still more than most people trusted him.

"So what do you get if I can’t manage to get laid?" She was sure it was going to be steep if he was going to gamble his career decision over it. Max cocked his head, a crooked smile hanging broadly across his face.

“If I win, you come with me to NXT.”

“No.” Her voice was sharp and the bite alone should have had him backing down but he didn’t scare easily. “No way.”

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300 notes - Posted April 23, 2022

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Hai haiii i see your waiting for itto asks so I shall give one~! Basically

(this is a kinda SAGAU ask as well if you don't mind ^^;;) Itto just observing Darling trying to speed run getting ascension materials for him and earning lots of primos just for him (and also gorou ehe-) and him immediately coming home from the first 10 pulls (cuz that's basically what happened to me minus the farming ascension materials just primos)

(can I be itto simp anon or 🐂 anon?)

A/N: welcome itto simp anon! i love this idea and i’ve never tried a SAGAU so i had to do research to actually learn what it meant💀 i hope i did this well though for it being my first time. thank you for requesting dear<33

warnings: none? itto is a lil creepy and watches you

Characters: Itto

reader is gender neutral!

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He was excited when he saw you, obsessing and squealing as you waited for his banner to appear. Your small amount of primogems and your low pity discouraging you a bit as you refreshed the wish page and saw Arataki Itto there.

Clapping you hands together with a wide smile you instantly went to his character trial, giggling as you played through it a few times and making comments of praise towards him that went straight to his heart and had him growing fond of you.

He was sad at first when you stopped the trial, now more focused as you bought more resin and farmed artifacts and materials needed for him. You were determined you’d get him even with the risk of losing the 50/50. You had hope as you wasted hours of the day farming. Groaning in annoyance as you searched for the mighty beetles that you desperately needed as he laughed from a distance you couldn’t hear.

Swearing as you fought the boss, but reminding yourself it was him, for Itto you’d do anything and he made sure to remember that as he watched from a place you would never see.

He was beaming with joy when you finally had all the resources you needed. Spending a whole month farming for the artifacts before his banner until you now had the best ones you’ve ever gotten, and they were all for him. How cute.

You closed your eyes as the wish screen was opened, your primogems being barely enough for a ten pull as you sigh and click the button. Squealing as you cover your eyes in fear you might not get him, especially with your luck.

If only you’d known he had a surprise for you, his fangs showing from his wide smile as he finally could show himself, happy as he waited for you to see him, to have him for yourself.

You clicked the screen eyes still closed, hearing the soft dings of how many stars were on each item. Hearing multiple three dings only lowering your hope til you heard a high pitched one, opening your eyes you looked only to see Barbara on your screen and you frowned. Feeling unlucky you sadly clicked the button again and then your heart dropped to your stomach.

The character on your screen now was Arataki Itto, the one you had been farming for, building up wishes for, hoping that you’d get him and you actually did. You jumped from your seat and screamed in happiness, twirling and jumping in a circle as you repeated, “He’s home! He came home!” And indeed he had, you didn’t notice the way his head moved on the still image, his eyes closed as he smiled brightly over your joy before returning back to his original position just as you made your way back to your screen.

Immediately you switched a character out for him, pride and love bursting in his heart as he examined the artifacts you had for him, the claymore you refined to 5 just for him at max level. And it didn’t take too long until he was max level as well, destroying enemies left and right as you smiled at your screen.

”I love him so much.”

If only he could give it away, that he could see your every move through the space between the screen. He wanted to say it back, but he’d wait for now. He could only get away with it in your pot, occasionally mentioning an “I love you! Take care of ya self for me!“ Like it was a part of his in game dialogue when nobody but you got it.

You and only you would have all his attention and love, he could only dream of the day you’d be truly in front of him.

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Hellooo, can I request 010 and 028 from the prompt list with Jamie Drysdale? 🤍

draft day - jamie drysdale

word count: 0.9k words

010: “i don’t know who you think i am but i’m not leaving.”

028: “you don’t have to hide your tears from me.”

Toronto was different without Jamie by your side. You met him when you first moved to the city in grade 10 and you two became inseparable very quickly. You started dating during the summer before grade 12, it was a natural progression in your relationship.

When Jamie got drafted, you were waiting with his friends while he celebrated with his family. You were beyond proud of your boyfriend but you selfishly wondered what it meant for your relationship.

“Don’t worry about it right now Y/n/n” You look up at Ryan who had noticed your mood change after the initial excitement. It was amazing that Jamie was drafted but of all places, it had to be across the continent?

“I’m happy for him” You smile and Ryan just pulls you into a side hug. He was one of Jamie’s best friends but you’ve become close over the past couple years.

“Hey babe” Your head snaps up when you hear Jamie and the fake smile is swapped for a real one as you jump into his arms.

“I’m so proud of you kid” Jamie presses a quick kiss to your lips, aware of his friends who still surrounded you.

“Let’s go celebrate for real” Jamie pulls you to the backyard and his friends follow, wanting desperately to get away from all the adults in Jamie’s house. The night was enough to distract you from your worries and you were happy to finally get time with Jamie; he’s barely been around lately and it was nice to have him home. 

Long after the sun set, everyone left and Jamie had offered you a ride home so you were waiting in his car for him. The sudden stillness of the moment was the catalyst needed for your negative feelings to come back. You were able to handle whenever he left for road trips because you knew he would be back within a week or two max. Moving to Anaheim meant that he wouldn’t be back for months at a time and even if he was able to come home for Christmas or if they had a random break, it was for a few days at most. Your thoughts started to stack up and before you knew it, tears were streaming down your face. You wiped them away as fast as they fell, not wanting Jamie to see you this upset. 

“Sorry my mom needed my help” Jamie said as he climbed into the car and you immediately looked the other way, fixating on the shrub outside of your window.

“It’s okay J” You prayed that your voice wouldn't crack and give away that you’d been crying but Jamie knew you too well to ignore even the faintest change in your voice.

“What’s wrong love?” The name sent a dagger through your heart at how sweet it was. 

“Nothing, I’m just tired” You didn’t want to ruin his perfect night with your worries. You were trying to discreetly wipe the tears from your face when Jamie noticed.

“Hey, are you crying? What happened Y/n?” Jamie places his hand on your thigh which makes you look at him. Your eyes are red but the tears are dry on your face and Jamie’s heart breaks at the sight of you. “You don’t have to hide your tears from me, never okay?”

“I just didn’t want to ruin your night Jimmy” He rolls his eyes at the stupid nickname you’ve had for him ever since you met. 

“How could you ever ruin my night?” He asked and you position yourself so that you’re facing him, knowing there was no way out of this conversation now.

“I’m just scared. I hate that I’m even making this about me but I don’t want you to leave me” You sigh and play with Jamie’s sleeve that was still resting on your leg.

“I don’t know who you think I am but I’m not leaving” You look up at Jamie with an incredulous expression.

“J I don’t know if it just hasn’t sunk in or not but you just got drafted to Anaheim and I don’t think that’s a job you can do remotely from here” You grinned when the sweet smile you adored fell onto his face.

“I mean I’m not leaving you. Yeah I’m going to have to leave Toronto eventually but I don’t want you to feel like I’m leaving you behind” It was difficult to even think about Jamie being so far away but you had the feeling that he wouldn’t want the hassle of a long distance relationship. So it was a shock that he was saying this, although you shouldn’t have expected any different from your boyfriend.

“You sure? I bet there’s lots of girls in Anaheim” You say teasingly, feeling a little more secure in your relationship.

“Yeah but the only girl I’m interested in lives in the 6” He winks and you laugh at the horrible attempt of being smooth.

“Oh Jimmy, good thing you’re cute because you have absolutely no game” Jamie acts offended but his facade drops quickly. You were finally in the right place to say you were completely proud of your boy and you were ready to be in the crowd at his first NHL game decked out in all the Ducks gear you could get your hands on.

[cigarettesmokerkaite]

I do fookin care

Summary: alex has been working on the new album tbhc but hasn't been spending time with you or your daughter and you've had enough but one argument goes too far

Word count/1887

Warnings: mentions of domestic violence and alcohol use

(Angst)

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ALEX's POV

"Daddeh daddeh" my daughter 6 year old daughter Luna shouted running into my studio as I said at my desk trying to write a song for the monkeys upcoming album

"Wha' now Luna" I sighed I've been stressed out to the max I felt awful for not spending time with my daughter or my wife I haven't even gave my wife the intimate attention she deserves never mind anything else

"Where's mummeh I can't find her sheh promise teh play tea party wif mEh" Luna explained

"I don't kno' luna go away babeh daddehs busy" I said waving her off

Luna just walked out my studio to probably her room or the garden

A few hours later it must've been about 10:00pm my wife Y/N came waltzing into my studio

"I honestly can't believe you Alexander" she stated her arms folded leaning against the doorframe I knew I did something wrong when she calls me Alexander

"Wha'?" I asked

"What? What do you mean what" she asked clearly getting pissed I really need to choose my words wisely

"Luna was crying for ages cause she think you don't love her anymore and you told her to go away" she raised her voice a little bit

"I'm trying teh write this song" I replied

"So you decided to tell your daughter to go away?" she asked

"Look I'm stressed out teh the max and I'm tryin mEh hardest teh make an album" I said

"So that means we don't even matter the now until you finish with your album" Y/N stated

"Tha's not wha' i fookin meant Y/N don't yeh fookin dare say I don' t care about yeh and Luna cause I fookin do" I was raising my voice

"Well fucking show it Alex" she shouted

"Oh fook off" I snapped

"No you fook off Alex you better start paying attention to Luna" she said storming out the room slamming the door behind her

Y/n POV

I'm sick of Alex he doesn't pay attention to us anymore it's like we don't even exist anymore

I went to check of Luna to make sure she doesn't get upset but she was still asleep great thing she's a deep sleeper like her dad

I went to mine and Alex's bedroom I slipped into my pyjamas on and slipping into bed

A single tear rolling down my cheek that single tear turned into hundreds

Soon enough I cried myself to sleep

I was woken up to the other side of the bed sinking it was Alex he tried to wrap his arm around my waist but I moved

"Don't touch me Alex" I mumbled into my pillow

"Oh don't start" he spat I stood up grabbed my pillow making my way out the room into the guest room

(Alex POV about a few days later)

Again In my studio with a bottle of whiskey beside me I didn't even bother with a glass

Luna came into my room I noticed that she didn't come running in like she usually does she came in shyly

"Daddeh can yeh push me on the swing" she asked we had a swing in our garden for her

"Not now daddeh writing this song it's not going teh write itself" I said giving her a apologetic smile

"I wished it did write itself" she said exiting the studio

My heart broke hearing my daughter say that

Soon enough I was drunk I drank the full bottle of whiskey I grabbed the empty bottle and decided to call it a night I stumbled into the kitchen to meet my wife in her pyjama shorts and an oversized hoodie

"Ello luv" I smiled wrapping my arms around her waist kissing her neck

"No Alex your drunk and I got a bone to pick with you" she said I rolled my eyes 'here we go' I thought

"I thought I told you to start spending time with Luna" she asked her hands on her hips

"Look I need teh get this song done" I replied

"So you need to get a song done but your quick enough to get drunk instead of spending ten minutes with Luna" she scoffed

"Look I told her tha' I need teh write mEh songs" I calmly said

"Alex do you even care about us anymore" Y/n asked I could see the tears threatening to fall out her eyes

My eyes widened and I felt anger through my body "of course I fookin care how many times deh I have teh tell yeh Y/N" I stated again raising my voice

"Alex I don't want to hear you saying it I want you to fucking show it for once" she snapped

"All I hear is I do care about you when your acting like you don't" she added

"Well Wha' deh yeh want mEh teh do" I shouted

"DONT YOU FUCKING SHOUT AT ME" Y/N shouted at me

"YOUR FOOKIN SAYING I DONT CARE I CLEARLY DO" I shouted back

"YOU CLEARLY DONT" she snapped I throw the empty glass bottle off the wall causing it to smash

Y/n POV

Alex smashed the bottle off the wall I instantly felt fear I went to storm out the room Alex grabbed my wrist and pulled me to him all I could see was anger in his eyes this was an Alex I never seen and it was scary

"I do fookin care" he growled

"You don't" I protested I felt his grip on my wrist tighten to the point it really hurt

"Alex your hurting me" I said trying to Pull my arm away

Luna POV

I woke up to mummy and daddy fighting again that's all I hear now mummy shouting you don't care and my daddy shouting back he does but I hear a big smash this time making me scared and I heard mummy shouting Your hurting me

I got out of my bed walking to where the noise was making sure they didn't see me but I saw them

Daddy grabbing mummy's wrists with a very angry look on his face

Mummy had tears in her eyes

"I do fookin care about yeh and Luna don't yeh ever ever say I fookin don't" daddy said to mummy but it wasn't his sweet happy voice this voice was quite scary

Y/n POV

Alex kept that tight grip on my wrist definitely leaving a bruise

He kept saying he does care he was a completely different Alex I turned my head around to see Luna hiding behind the door shaking tears in her eyes

My head snapped to Alex he looked in the direction my head was

"Daddeh why yeh hurting Mummeh" she asked I cried more she saw it all

"Daddy's staying somewhere else tonight so he can write the song" I said finally out of Alex's grasp making my way over to my daughter

I took her to bed trying to get her back to sleep

"Why does daddeh not luv us anymore mummeh" Luna asked

"I don't know anymore" I sighed

Once Luna finally went to sleep I walked into the kitchen to clean the mess

Alex came to the kitchen Crying like a baby

"I'm so fookin sorreh" Alex said

"I don't want to hear it I want you out" I said picking the bits of glass up

"No please I promise I'll pay more attention" he said

"It's the fact you hurt me Alex infront of Luna she saw that" I said more tears coming out my eyes Alex runned his hand over his mouth over his goatee

"I'm sorreh please" he kept saying

"I don't care I don't want you here I want you out come back tomorrow when you've sobered up" I said Alex gave up and left the house I went to the bed crying myself to sleep

Alex POV

What the fuck had I done I fuck up big time why did I hurt y/n my wife I hurt her something I never thought about

Luna oh my god I traumatised her I'm a fucking awful person scum of the earth I don't even deserve to have what I got

I walked to a hotel that was a few streets away from the house and booked a room only to cry myself to sleep

I woke up with a pounding headache and a completely different room that's when last nights events came back to me it made me feel physically sick the way I was I hate myself for it

I quickly throw the clothes from last night back on and sprinted to my house

I opened the door and walked into the kitchen to see Y/N and Luna sitting eating breakfast they both putted their heads down I felt disgusted with myself I caused them to act like this

"Girls I'm so so sorry I really am" I said tears coming out my eyes again I really didn't want to lose my family

"Daddeh why don't yeh luv us anymore" she asked my heat broke I went up to her and wrapped her up into a hug stoking her hair

"Of course I luv yeh I know I'm been buseh wif the album but that no excuse" I said giving her a peck on top of her head

"I wish yeh weren't a singer" Luna said starting to cry

"I know sometimes I wished I wasn't aswell but I talked to mEh manager and he said I can have a couple of months of so I have till next year till the dead line"I said Lunas face lit up

Y/n POV

Alex and Luna spent the day together like they used to I'm glad Alex got a few months off so he can pay attention to his daughter but I'm still hurt by him but I want him and Luna to get back to normal

After dinner and we watched a movie I went to bed and wanted to put Luna to bed once he came back in he climbed beside me

"How's yer wrist" he asked with sorrow

"Fine little bit bruised" I said

"Look in so so sorreh I understand if yeh don't want mEh anymore" Alex said

"I do want you but I don't want whatever you were last night it scared me Alex" I said

"I know but I were joost frustrated wif the album and not paying attention teh yeh and Luna trust mEh I know the lack of attention" he said

I laid down on my side with my hand between my thigh

"When was the last time" Alex asked

"Last time for what" I asked not bothered to turn to him

He then lent over me slightly moving my hair out the road of my neck kissing

"Since yeh were touched by mEh" he said huskily

"About 2 months" I replied whimpering as he found my sweet spot I turned so I was on my back

He then hovered over me

"Let's get catching up then luv" he grinned

Let's just say we had the best make up sex ever

[peanut-butter-parkerxx]

"what if you stay the night?"

Where you stayed a liiiittle later than usual at your boyfriends place and now you can't go back home...

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Status: the "shy dating phase"

Warning: ⚠️ stranger things season 3 spoilers ahead! ⚠️

Y/n's POV

"WHAT?!" Peter and I both said in unison, our eyes were like saucers, shocked and heart broken, snuggled up together in one blanket silently drying each others tears.

"HOPPERS DEAD?" I was on the verge of sobbing my eyes out until may busted out of her room to the living room.

"WHAT HAPPENED?" her eyes wide in fear, chest heaving from the sudden running as she scanned the room trying to see if there's anything visibly wrong.

"H-HOPPERS DEAD" I stuttered, taking the 26th tissue of the day to dry my eyes. Peter paused the episode since it looked like there was more to it, silently sniffling so he doesn't draw any attention.

"You guys scared the crap out of me! oh my god" She rubbed her forehead in frustration "DONT do that again" her voice was stern but her face softened once she saw how I tried to comfort Peter after he saw his favorite character just died "oh you guys" she walked up, bent down since we were sitting on the couch and hugged us tightly.

"We're sorry, may" we both whispered savoring this unexpected hug

"It's okay, how are you guys holding up?" She asked, slowly drying our tears with her thumbs

"I-I'll manage, it just caught me off guard" I nervously laughed not really happy that I cried infront of my boyfriends aunt coz of a show. A stupid yet heartbreaking show!

"I mean, hop was my favorite character a-and you know why so it kinda hurts" Peter sniffled calming himself down, I knew hopper was peters favorite character but he never told me why, I guess he told may since she nodded her head understanding what he meant, hugging us once more.

"Well, I'll be in my room if you need me" she stood up "oh and since you guys look like miserable soaked puppies, I'll allow you guys to watch one more movie" Our heads perked up smiles daring to leave our faces any minute now.

"UNDER ONE CONDITION" she held her index finger infront of us "it has to be a funny, happy movie, I'm not sure you guys can handle anymore angst" she laughed shaking her head walking to her bedroom.

"Thanks may" Peter shouted

"Yes! Thank you!" I said frantically taking the remote trying to get this miserable yet memorable episode over with.

"Well that was an emotional rollercoaster" Peter laughed, drying my tears after he dried his. his hands were soft and delicate, face scrunched up in concentration not wanting to hurt my puffy red eyes.

"Damn right" I said kissing his red cheeks "I don't think I've ever seen you cry before" I giggled as he hid his head on the crook of my neck groaning in embarrassment.

"Let's not talk about this, for like...ever"he spoke resting his head on my lap looking at the tv to find something quote on quote 'funny and happy'

"Yeah I'm never letting this go" I joked which made him groan even louder

"Baaaaaaabeee" he whined.

"I'm joking I'm joking" I kissed his forehead

"Okay so anything in mind?" He finally spoke after a few minutes of scrolling through Netflix

"No" not really paying attention since I was too busy playing with his hair, it seemed extra fluffy today, can you blame me? "Wait-" I remembered

"What?" He looked up

"What about the curfew?" My voice trailed off in disappointment, obviously since we've only started dating for almost 3 months my parents/guardians were strict and I had a curfew everytime I'd hangout with Pete, I should be home by 10pm or 10:30 max.

"Well, may allowed us to watch one more movie and as for now, we're too caught up with this movie" he clicked on 'how to train your dragon "that we forgot about the curfew" he declared in a 'matter of a fact' tone. Now sitting upright, holding me close.

"You're such a dork" I ruffled his hair. The sound of thunder echoed through the apartment, roaring every few minutes while the small rain droplets were scattered on the windows racing eachother on who'll go down first.

I snuggled up to Peter more enjoying the relaxing sounds of the grizzling rain combined with the Viking-ish type of music that came from the movie.

"I love this film" I stated remembering all the times I've watched this movie when I was younger always re-enacting the scene where hiccup touches toothless for the first time.

*A/N: if you didn't watch this movie when u were younger it's this scene and just think of a movie you LOVED watching as a kid*

"Me too" he nuzzled his head in my hair and sighed in content.

1 hour into the movie my phone started ringing, Peter had I loooked at eachother, eyes widening in fright

"WHY ARE YOU SCARED YOUR THE ONE WHO CONVINCED ME TO STAY" I whisper shouted a bit scared for what's about to happen scratch that I'm terrified.

"WHY ARE YOU WHISPER SHOUTING" he whisper shouted

"WHY ARE YOU WHISPER SHOUTING- ok whatever I'm gonna accept" my thumb grazed the curve of my phone I was still contemplating whether the best option is to a Answer it or ignore it, but I guess Peter couldn't contain his patience and quickly pressed accept.

"PETER" I absentmindedly shouted forgetting that my parents/guardians we on the line.

"Y/n sweetheart, you okay?" Your parent/guardian echoed from the phone since I pressed the speaker.

"Y-yeah I'm okay. Peter is just being an idiot, again." I fake laughed, glaring at Peter causing him to widen his eyes, he knew fucked up. But before I could mentally slap my boyfriend up I heard laughter in the other side of the line.

"Well, looks like you're having fun. But uh hunny I just wanted to tell you that it's 11 right now"

"Oh really?" I tried to act surprised and thankfully it's succeeding. While I was trying to hear my parents discuss on what I should do, I sensed Peter getting up from the couch, I looked at him briefly furrowing my eye brows but I shrugged it off..until I heard

"Hey y/n/n! Somehow I managed to not burn the popcorn" Peter chuckled rather loudly, purposefully so my parents/guardians could hear him "ready to watch your favorite movie?" He flopped on the couch, again, very loudly so they could hear us. "Oh, who you callin'?" He said putting on his best New York accent, squeaking his voice at the end.

Peter knew that my mom/guardian had a soft spot for him, she definitely liked him most out of all the guys I talked to her about, not like there was many anyways.

"Oh, my parents/guardians" I eyed Peter silently telling him to continue.

"Oh hey Mr. and Mrs Y/l/n"

"Hello Peter" and after a few more minute Peter miraculously managed to convince my parents to stay 30 more minutes so we obviously didn't waste any time and started the movie.

"What was that for?" His eyes widened a bit by the sudden kiss I gave him as a thank you, cheeks getting pink, and a goofy smile plastered on his red face.

"Just cuz" I shrugged my shoulders kissing him again "now, let's finish this movie"

30 minutes later, the movie finished. The credit scene rolled in but Peter and I never moved a muscle, we didn't want to. Bu we had to at some point.

"Please don't leave" he hummed snuggling his head deeper in my chest as I brushed his curls. Somehow Peter was laying on top of me while we were watching the movie and we didn't move since. I wasn't complaining, i loved it.

"You know I have to, Pete" I sighed deeply brushing my face over his curls to get one last whiff of him.

"No you don't" Peter looked up, looking between my eyes and lips briefly. I could tell he wanted to kiss me and I wanted too but I was too curious for what he was proclaiming.

"What are you thinking, bug boy?" I smirked slightly while he fully smiled at me, letting the what he thinks obnoxious nickname go just this once, his droopy eyes sparkled. He was tired, but he had to at least say his idea, even though it probably won't happen.

"What if you stay the night?" He proposed his long awaited thought, the thought that was trapped inside his mind since their first time cuddling. when they first cuddled, he knew for a fact that he wanted to feel this comforted this loved for a whole night (maybe even more) and not just a couple of hours.

His eyes wandered around the room, suddenly getting interest in his picture of his 6 year old self dumped in his uncles shaving cream. And he hated that picture.

"R-Really?" You were over the moon, your mouth hung open in disbelief.

"Y-Yes" he gave you a breathy laugh, getting more confident from the way you've reacted.

"W-Well I-" you definitely wanted to spend the night with your boyfriend, especially since he was the one suggesting it, his hopeful eyes were lost in your excited ones, he didn't know what was holding you back, which made him lose his confidence again.

"You- you don't have to...you know" he scratched the back of his neck, cheeks now flammably red.

"No no, I want to, it's just- what am I gonna say to my parents?" Y/n trailed off, looking down at her phone.

"Just tell them that you can't come back coz of the storm and that I won't allow you going at this time of the day, New York is my home, but you know how it is at night" he rubbed your arm, his mind racing trying to find a good excuse to persuade her parents "or no jus-"

"Cant" y/n interrupted, waving her lit up phone to his face "already sent it" she nervously laughed, immediately regretting hitting send before getting confirmation from her boyfriend.

Before Peter could protest, they both heard a notification. y/n quickly opened her phone to see that her parents...agreed? She looked at the text again, and again, making sure hay she wasn't just seeing things.

"What?" Of course Peter didn't know the answer since she crammed her phone to her face eager to see if there was a littlest slightest chance her parents would say yes...and they surprisingly did.

"What? Baby what happened?" Curiosity got the best of him so he took her phone to see the message himself. Y/n was laughing from victory, but mostly coz how easy it was to convince her parents to stay the night at a boys house, her boyfriends house to be exact "They agreed" he whispered, a small smile growling by the second. Looking up at y/n.

"They agreed!"

🕸 🕸 🕸 🕸 🕸 🕸🕸 🕸 🕸 🕸

After having a little 5 minute victory dance, they both decided it was time for bed. Peter excused himself for a second to go grab a t-shirt and sweats for you, along with an extra toothbrush. Then left to go change.

You entered his bathroom, the smell of his colognes and aftershave hits your nose, the scent was so familiar, like it was home, it felt like you wanted to drown yourself in that special cologne of his, that never failed to make you feel giddy.

"Babe, you ready?" Peter whispered from the other side of the door, not really wanting to wake his aunt anytime soon, mainly because he cares for her and wants her to have her good night sleep, but also Because If she woke up she'd see the text y/n's parents sent to her about not letting them sleep on the same bed, and no one wants that, right?

"Yeah You can come in" y/n replied, folding her clothes as she searched for the toothbrush her boyfriend gave her.

"Hey" Peter smiled, his voice barely a whisper. He couldn't stop smiling, like. At. All. I mean why should he stop? He loved that he'll be holding his favorite girl while he's peacefully sleeping AND waking up to see her still in his arms.

"Hi" You smiled bashfully, at Peters dreamy gaze that was shamelessly for you and only you.

"Ready for bed?" He asked hugging you sideways as you were brushing your teeth. You nodded, washing your mouth from the toothpaste.

"Let's go" y/n held peters hand and walked to his room, Peter flopped on the bed, a little too loudly (But thankfully it didn't wake may up) causing you to laugh.

Y/n crawled into the bed laying beside Peter sighing in deep bliss. As Peter lied beside her, suddenly getting stiff. He didn't know what to do, should he hold you? Should he just leave you? He didn't know, and he definitely didn't want you to feel uncomfortable. So he was just..there. Lying on his back, arms in a straight line like he was a standing soldier, but lying down.

He sensed y/n shuffling to the side, the side away from him to be exact. And at that moment he thought he messed up. But before he could turn the other way around and start over thinking, he felt a hand on his arm.

"C'mere" y/n said, stopping him midway from turning around. You gestured for him to come closer coz you knew your boyfriend, you knew how easily flustered he gets by touching you or by doing any form of affection towards you. So you guided his arms so it can hold you securely around your waist and tangled your legs between his.

Peter smiled at the thought of you wanting him to touch you. even after all those months of telling him it was okay, he was still shy and nervous about it, so he kissed your shoulder as a way of saying 'thank you' and nuzzled his head on the crook of your neck, peppering with even more kisses.

"Hey Pete"

"Yeah" he whispered

"Why's hopper your favorite character?" She turned her body around so she can see him, patiently waiting for an answer that she possibly already knew.

"Well uh, hop sort of, reminded me of Ben? I mean, he was new to parenting and he wasn't great at it at first but he loved el, he was her father figure and their relationship reminded me of my uncle and I's. So when I saw how el was literally sobbing I- I felt it, I knew that feeling and it just, I don't know.." Peter sniffled. his voice was low, and sad but he smiled nonetheless silently telling y/n that he's fine.

"Oh Peter" y/n's hands went straight to the back of his head, comfortingly massaging his scalp as she hugged him close. "I'm so sorry" she looked up at him, gently drying his tears. At that moment Peter knew he loved her. They couldn't stop staring at eachother with adoration and most definitely love. They didn't even have to say it, coz it was like it was written on their faces.

"I love you" he smiled, not nervous at all for confessing tothe girl infront of him his love for her. The words came out effortlessly and perfectly. He grateful that he had someone, who truly cares for him and won't leave him any time soon, how does he knew you may ask? Well, he just knows.

"I love you, more" she kissed his knuckles the pecked his lips. Her smile never leaving anytime soon.  Yup this is love, this is how it feels to love someone. Y/n nuzzled her head on the crook of his neck and closed her eyes, for real this time, in bliss and happiness. Finally after today's rollercoaster of emotions and confessions, she was happy to be in her lovers arms.

"G'night y/n/n"

"G'night"

I wrote this in a hurry since I got to go and I promised myself to publish this before I leave 😅 hope you enjoyed it and:

Have a wonderful morning/evening/night!

-quacksonlover

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Final Space Season 3 Review: “How Far Are You Willing to Go to Fix It?”

Hello all you presumably weeping from that finale people!  And it’s time for me to return to Final Space, to examine the good, bad and the triclops of season 3. I initially planned to just review the season as it came out, doing each episode one at a time as it came out and just adding it to my regular schedule. That lasted only three weeks as the combination of the Season’s return to being far more serialized like season 1 made it harder to dive into the characters when I didn’t know what direction they’d be taking, the series airing late on saturdays meant i’d have to cover it on Sundays, aka what I usually kept as a slack day if I got behind. So I tapped out, but I still wanted to TALK about the season, so i decided to just talk about the season as a whole once it ended, especially since  my Close Enough Season 2 review worked well enough and  Invincible ended before this season did giving me a tryout to doing a whole season review again, to see if I could hack it. I could and thus will probably be doing more of these from here on out.. not for every show, I still like covering some weekly, as i’m currently doing with owl house, it just allows me to cover shows that are either more comedy based or in this case more serialized, particularly streaming shows. It’s the reason I'm also now doing Close Enough as entire seasons. 

So before hand for those who didn’t read my previous reviews, since i’d rather this stood on it’s own: I loved final space from the animatic, as they showed one along side the other shows in TBS aborted animation block. You know the one they tried made up of Close Enough (Which got shunted to HBO Max which worked out better anyway), Tarantula (Which you probably didn’t know existed and I still have not seen) and the Cops which was produced by Louis CK so you can tell why that was swiftly destroyed and buried behind 10 tons of concrete.  So the series came out, it was well liked by a lot of people, disliked by some too and in general seemed like my cup of tea. I simply.. never drank it. Not having cable I assumed it would just show up on a streaming service I had. Then when it ended up on VRV I just told myself I'd get the week long trial and binge it then.. and never got around to that either. Yeah as you can probably tell I have a bad problem with procrastinating when it comes to watching shows. That’s why fine shows such as Kipo and the Age of Wonderbeasts, Kid Cosmic, M.O.D.O.K., Harley Quinn, what I haven’t seen of Doom Patrol, what I haven’t seen of Wonder Over Yonder, Stranger Things, Transformers War for Cybertron, Castlevania (Though that one’s continued to sit thanks to one of i’ts co creators being a dickhead and breaking my heart with his shitty behavior coming to light), and Craig of the Creek have just sorta sat in my queue. I just tend to forget to watch a show till it’s piled all the way the fuck up my queue and I hope to change that at some point. 

Cut to the Summer of 2019. I was watching my surrogate nephew during that summer but had to come in early in the morning and thus had a few hours to myself where I could watch whatever and noticed on Adult Swim that Final Space was coming back. My course was clear...

So I did... granted I caught up on season 1 AS I caught up on season 2 but still it was a hell of a good time. This series is excellent. Even with my problems with season 3 i’ll get into shortly, it’s still a damn excellent show with thorughly loveable and layred characters who for the most part develop nicely, great animation, one of the best voice casts in the business (In addition to Rogers and his friend Coty Galloway we also have the likes of Steven Yeun, Ashly Burch, Ron Funches, Conan O’Brien, Tika Sumpter and David Motherfucking Tennant), and a tone that at it’s best ballances heartbreaking character drama with some of the best humor in adult animation. 

It’s also honestly a great Guardians of the Galaxy Cartoon. I’ll freely admit to not having checked out the Disney one, and with it’s washed out colors i’m not in a huge hurry. But this show is at it’s core a ragtag bunch of misfits and outlaws, most of whom aren’t stable on a good day, being thrust into the position of the unvierse’s saviors. That speaks to both the original Dan Abnett and Andy Lanning run AND the utterly fantastic movies, feeling like a nice mix of both having the Gunn Movies goofy humor and the comics ongoing plot about a cosmic horror lurking just beyond a breach that threatens all reality. 

So yeah with all that i loved it and the two year wait for season 3 was painful, since it ended on the massive cliffhanger of our heroes entering final space, and Gary reuniting with Quinn, only for Invictus to creepily show up in the background. it also made crossovers difficult as I really DIDN’T know what would happen to everyone. As this season ALSO ends on a cliffhanger i’ve just sorta given up on things making 100% sense with canon now, but that’s not the point. The point is I was hyped going into this season all the way baby. So the question was did this season live up to that? The easiest way to answer that is under the cut... well the easiest answer would be yes and no but that dosen’t make for a good review/deep dive into the season now does it? So join me after the read more won’t you?

Changing For Better and for Worse So to start us off let’s talk about the changes between seasons. Season 3 returns to the more serialized style of season 1 as while Season 2 had an overarching story, it was a bit more episodic from week to week, especially early on, likely due to network mandate. This is likely due to Season 2 having far more network interference: the move to Adult Swim first run in season 2, while better for getting the show an audience, also lead to FAR more network notes and stress, leading to bits Olan was unhappy with: he wanted the Lost Spy just to focus on Gary and Little Cato’s plot and was forced to add in the clarence plot, something I can agree sucked as said plot was not very good and in hindsight likely wasn’t because they were forced to add it. He also apparently didn’t like the literal Pissing Contest scene, which I can get as it’s a bit broad.. but I still love it for i’ts sheer ridiculousness and how it’s throughly rooted in character: apparently ventrxians are still cat like enough they piss on things to claim them as property, which is batshit enough, but everyone deciding to buy into this premise, with Gary willfully wizzing along with his future sun leading to an all out piss war? That’s just... it’s beautiful man. 

Added bits like Nightfall just.. not getting involved in this, Ash’s galaderial style boast, HUE just standing there and getting peed on, everyone taking a hydration break and of course the button of ash cheering at getting  UTI just... I can’t gush enough about this entirely weird and entirely literal pissing match apparently. 

Point is it’s clear from the return to a more seralized story that feels like one LONG story across 13 episodes instead of smaller stories building up to a big finish like most cable animated shows that both the show got more creative control back and that Olan feels more comfortable telling the show as one big season long story that segues into the next one big season long story. And i’m fine with that honestly. Other shows such as Frisky Dingo and Bojack Horseman have done wonders basically being one long story and in the era of streaming, where Season 3 will no doubt drop at some ponit on HBO Max, it’s perfectly designed for those who like to binge the hell out of a season in one go. It made covernig it week to week too difficult to keep doing that, but i’m wholly for it and if it’s what Olan wants for the series i’m all for it. 

It also worked far better for this season’s plot line: Last season was more of a treasure hunt, so it could easily flow as individual episodes eventually stacking up. This season is about our heroes desperately trying to survive in the most hostile environment imaginable. It fit perfectly to go back to one big arc as we genuinely DIDN’T know if the cast would make it out and it helped with the tension: we honestly wouldn’t know if anyone was safe till likely the very last minute of the season.. and as we saw.. they STILL weren’t. 

This leads me into another major change: the tone. With things have escalated and our heroes now stuck inside Invictus’ home turf the mood was often extremley bleak. The show never lost it’s humor mind: Gary’s freakout when finding out he’s in the origin place of the KVNS, Avacato and Gary’s ho yay reaching an ALL TIME HIGH with them standing shirtless in a field together via psychic connection, the entire bit with Little Cato not realizing Gary and Quinn were about to have sex (”Go.. go play with grandma!”), the cookie turret, I could go on> The show had enough humor to help with the dark tone and ballance it out. 

The only real issue with the darker tone was that , much like fellow bleak as hell show that still had some good goofy bits Bojack horseman the tone was a LOT to take at times. While Seasons 1 and 2 were still dark and still had moments that punched you in the emotional balls such as Avacato and Nightfall’s deaths, they were far more ballanced and there was far more of a sense of hope. Here.. it’s very clear our heroes are one step away from death at any moment, are often desparing and loose a LOT over the season with no real victories. Every win comes at a cost and while it works dramtically god was it draining to just watch these characters I truly cared about constnatly LOOSE everything they care about and instead of ending in triumpth it ends with Mooncake probably dead and Invictus triumphant and our heroes marveling at the horror they’ve unelashed. It’s just.. a LOT to ask to have the season be so overwhelmingly grim for our heroes.. and have it STILL end with our heroes starring down a lovecraftian version of galctus whose hearld not only was my faviorite character but killed the series kirby-esque mascot. 

I still want to emphasise this dosen’t make the show BAD or anything and Olan is within his rights to ask a lot of us. I still care about the cast and still feel they can somehow fix this despite the odds massively stacked against them. And honestly i do prefer an ending that’s nightmarish with little hope over Bojack horseman which would constantly set us up that things would get bette ronly to knock us back down again. Worse before it gets better is better than “It’ll get better.. we promise... “ while laughing behind your back. Still love that show too by the way. I just hope there’s a little more hope next season to help ballance out the utter hell our characters go thorugh like seasons 1 and 2 to make the bitter but wonderful medicine go down easier is all. 

But if you want an actual problem I had with the season, i’m glad to point you to was the weaker team dyanmics. Part of what drew me to the show were the interesting interpersonal relationships: Season 1 started it off great with Gary as the clear center and having a unique dynamic with everyone in the cast, but Season 2 is so great to me in part because it evolved that: it was no longer just about gary and everyone played off each other well. You had a LOT of intresting balls in the air: Clarence and Gary hating each other’s guts, Clarence’s kids loving him dearly, Ash’s weird friendship and pseudo relationshpi that cycled firmly back to friendship this season with LIttle Cato and her bonding with nightfall, Little Cato and Fox having a rivarly thanks to racial tensions, HUE’s bitter snarking turned romance with Ava, everyone but apparently fox being annoyed with KVN... there was a LOT of good character stuff in the season and the cast of characters just really bounced off each other well comedically and storywise. 

This season dosen’t lack that entirely as theirs still tons of good dynamics, if it did I wouldn’t think of the season all that positively but it feels like there was less effort put in to make this version of the team squad feel like a choesive team/family. While there were still existing dynamics carried over: Gary and everyone, Quinn with Gary and HUE, Little Cato with Ash and his Dad, etc, there didn’t feel like a lot of effort to bring in new ones. Fox is killed off WAY too soon, something i’ll go into more when I talk about Ash, Sheryl only starts getting dyanmics with everyone 2/3 of the way into the season for no adaquate reason, and Biskit is just kinda thrown in there and dosen’t really have a solid relationship with anyone except Gary. They just don’t feel like a cohesive group. Sure their disfunctionl and frankly disfunctional group of outcasts who are like family is my jam, but those setups usually also have clear dynamics like the JLI or the crew of the lost light. Here there’s something.. missing that wasn’t missing last time, a sense of warmth. IT’s easily the second weakest part of the season. 

Finally before we get into characters we have the pacing of the season which is also a bit weak: it feels like things are a bit too sped up to the point it often feels like they jump from one plot point to another. They throw a LOT of things at you: ash aging up, ash turning to the dark side. 

Gary’s complicated feelings with his mom, Tribore’s bullshit, The KVN Net Quinn’s final space poisoning, everyone getting final space poisoning, Bolo dying, clarence dying, my baby boy dying, my baby boy blob dying,  lttiel cato being a prince, Lord Commander.... it’s not like some of those plots don’t lack merit they do but their tryign to cram ALL of them into 13 episodes. It felt like Olan got a bit too overambitious and overexterted himself trying to fit ALL of this into 13 episodes and some of it suffered. I get being afraid that you won’t get everything in on a network bad at giving shows more than three seasons I do, but when your actively planning for and sequel baiting for a fourth in the finale you can afford to slow the hell down a little. Even She Ra, as heavily seralized as it was, still found time for character exploration in it’s darkest and most intense season with the final one. And that was the same number of episodes, the same run time, more characters to juggle, and a whole series to wrap up. 

So we move on to characters and to get this out of the way one of them is easily the biggest issue I have with the season

Tribore Can Fuck Himself:

Yeah that wasn’t subtle but my feelings towards this annoying triclops aren’t.  I didn’t mind him in Seasons 1 and 2. In season 1 he was comic relief that turned out to be secretly badass and in season 2 he had some truly funny moments, especially his subplot in “Arachnatechts” where he keeps circling back to the same bar and ends up acomplishing nothing for the main plot. 

But this season he became INSUFFERABLE. While his new son Quastranastro was fine, though I think the “gag” of him speaking only spanish isn’t funny at best and is midly offensive at worst, and has a great dynamic being more serious than his dad, Tribore himself just felt unnecessary. His plot leading people out of final space accomplished nothing other than making sure he was on the other side to reactivate the bridge.. something that could’ve happened anyway by simply having him gather refugees off screen or giving him maybe one subplot. Instead he takes up the subplots of at least three episodes in a season that as seen above BADLY needed the room for more character interaction and better story pacing. 

While the show does have other comic relief characters in KVN and Biskit both serve actual purposes: KVN is invunerable and can fly so he can be useful in a pinch, and proves invauable in the season’s climax, and said invunerablity is a nice set up for the KVN Net. Biskit is both more entertaning and provides a tech guy for the teach squad, something they really didn’t have before. They had scientests sure but no one who was a gadgeteer genius. They needed a rocket racoon type. 

Tribore.. adds nothing. He has no character arc, isn’t funny enough most of the time to support things, and just shows up randomly to eat up screentime. The last two seasons he provided backup this season he.. opens a door. A roll which could’ve been honestly left to Clarence had the let him live or even to that one guy wtih the ass arm who liked him a lot whose name I don’t know how to spell. Tribore feels MEANINGLESS this season and clashes badly with the far grimer tone and stakes without providign levity or an escape beacuse your just wanting to get BACK to the characters you care about no matter how bleak their situation is. Part of why the last part of the season is so good is he’s GONE. HOPEFULLY Olan dials him back next season because while I could take the series other flaws as the good was enoguh to counterballance I can’t take another season of this dickhead parading around. 

Child Of Darkness and Light:

So we go from the character I hated most to my faviorite. Ash was an instant faviorite to me along with her brother Fox so naturally her turn to the dark side dark phoenix style is a mixed bag for me. The concept, despite robbing me of the character I knew isn’t bad: Ash slowly sucummbing to her worst impulses, her rage and impuslviness, and listening to the worst person possible at the worst possible time. It honestly reminds me of the Dark Phoenix Saga and frankly, for all the faults I have with how this storyline was executed it’s STILL a better and more gripping Dark Phoenix Saga adaptation than either of the x-men movies that tried that. 

For those of you who wonder what a Dark Phoenix Saga is or if it relates to that shitty last X-Men movie the latter answer is yes, obviously and the first is that it was a storyline in the X-Men comic books. And as some of you may know I bring up X-Men a lot in this blog so the comparison coming to mind was inevitible really. 

It focused on Jean Grey, one of the original X-Men and at the time a young woman in her 20′s or so who nearly died saving the X-Men from a spaceship crash only to be reborn as the godlike Phoenix, having powers far beyond what she could ever have dreamnt of before and said power scaring her a bit.  Eventually after some other stories she and The X-men got in a fight with Magneto and assumed the X-Men were Dead because Beast told her no one could’ve surivived that despite the fact you know, his mentor faked his death, the x-men have surivived deaths lots of times and molten lava really isn’t a match for Storm, Cyclops or Banshee’s powers. Then again the X-Men likewise assumed Jean was dead for the same reasons despite her having the powers of a god so maybe everyone just hit their head real hard in that storyline.

Point is Jean was mentally gaslighted and manipulated by Jason Wyngarde, aka Mastermind, an old foe of the X-Men hoping to join the Hellfire Club, a bunch of fancy assholes in victorian dominatrix gear who wanted to conquer the world. His intent was to turn her into a living weapon totally enthralled with him by both seducing her in the present using a glamour and making her frequently think she was in the past, endulging her darker impulses so she’d be more useful.

As you can imagine fucking around with the emotions of a god backfired badly for the asshat as eventually, as his killing Cyclops, Jean’s boyfriend, in her head durin ga psychic sword fight, long story, this naturally pissed her off enough to break his control and drive her insane. The jump was a bit abrubt but the resutls, jean turning her costume dark and turning into a vengeful dark goddess who ate an entire solar system, were horrifying as they were decently set up, ending tragically in Jean killing herself while lucid via a space laser, again long story, to end this nightmare. Of course later retcons would reveal this was a clone of jean made from her memories and etc but that’s not the point. 

My point is a saga with a tragic ending starring a young woman given too much power too fast and manipulated by a creepy dickhead, if not sexually this time thank fucking christ, who wants to use said power for their own ends.. sounds familiar don’t it? 

So the setup is right the character is sorta right and the concept is right.. so why dosen’t any of this feel right? It’s simple.. they kinda forced it a bit too much. 

It started out okay: Ash finds out her powers come from invictus and confronts him, with Invictus giving her three days to decide who side she’s on, aging her up a few years while also giving her a second eye and a nifty new outfit and haircut. It’s not a bad concept: a lost of innocence and the hard choices we face as adults via metaphor. It’s good stuff. 

And it continued to be good through the next step but not without serious issues of it’s own: Invictus had taken Fox, something I was eh about as it meant Fox would have no real time to interact with Avacato or Quinn. But I figured hey we’ll get some good evil ron funches, and he’ll be back eventually right? 

God DAMMIT Olan. Yeah I was not okay with this.. and not just because I genuinely loved the character, love Ron Funches and had hoped season 3 would flesh him out more. Instead while it did give him a gripping backstory.. fox died 5 episodes in, tragically and with no real chance of coming back like Avacato did. 

Admitely I do like the idea of Invictus setting up a self fufilling prophecy: saying Gary will kill fox then forcing gary to do so using his evil magic whatever it is. And the death scene itself is genuinely gripping, with Gary pleading “No please no”, Ash’s horrified and devistated reacton and an ambigoius moment wher eyou genuinely can’t tell if Fox came back in the last few seconds.. or Bollo was right and he was truly dead. 

The problems however are sadly all too present for the scene’s momentum to hold. The first  it again wastes a character we barely got to know despite being around a full season and having an interesting personality and backstory, and who never really got to interact with Avacato or Quinn before his death. The second.. is that it makes Ash come off like a moron. Look I get Ash is impuslvie and prone to anger, it is a thing with her. But she’s NOT dumb. A bit unhinged and violent sure but dumb no. 

The problem is, especailly after rewatching the scene for the above gag.. .the scene MAKES her come off as really dumb. Invictus tells her Gary will kill fox eventually.. and then MAGICALLY Fox shows up in the dream world with her and is being all sweet despite last being seen possessed, is trying to convince her the creepy horn demon who gave her powers and transformed her on two seprate occasoins neither with her consent their cool now, and is suddenly stabbed by Gary who was VISABLY SCREAMING HE DIDN’T WANT TO DO THIS WHILE PURPLE ENERGY COURSED AROUND HIS ARM SWORD.

It just makes Ash into someone as gullible as Knuckles the Fucking Echidna and it hurts my brain a lot

The next step in her arc is with Forgiveness, probably the best episode of the season but one that makes her arc confusing as Ash rushes off in anger.. and finds Evira, a genderless blue space being that she hits it off with. They smash stuff and have a gay old time, subtly revealing that Ash is presumibly the queer character Olan mentioned before this season, and helping Ash let go of her anger by appreciating the beauty of the world. It’s really good stuff. And incredibly gay which as anyone whose been on this blog can attest to is something I can always get behind as I have tons of queer ships and this quickly became one of them. 

The problems are not in this scene itself. .but it’s aftermath. Ash apparently forgives Gary only to turn around which is realistic enough, sometimes people don’t let go of things that easily and just hide it, but the show dosen’t hint at it so it comes off like it comes out of nowhere. More importantly despite introducing a gay romance for Ash... Evira vainshes. They never appear the rest of the season and while they’ll likely be back next season, it comes off as accidental queer baiting as a result. The fact Ash goes EVIL by the end of the season also comes off bad. I don’t think any of this was intentional, I just think Olan done goofed and didn’t think of any implications of this. The fact both of the episodes featuring Ash’s full heel turn aired during pride does not help. That said it’s still a better pride tie-in than “There’s Room For Everybody Under the Rainbow” or “Beat Up this bisexual for prizes” 

 And I only say fully confirmed because....

So after an episode with Sheryl where ash is tempted but seemingly rejects invictus and even helps exorcise a gary.. we get The Leaving. The Leaving is where this arc goes from decent, with ash tempted by her own self hatred and doubts to go to invictus.. to her deciding HE WAS RIGHT ALL ALONG! I’M TAKING LITTLE CATO, BYE!

It just feels fucking abrubt. Her resenting Quinn is an intresting idea but they didn’t develop it enough to feel natural and while her being upset at finding out Avacato lied would be a godo catalyst, the other episodes just don’t give me enough evidence she’d turn this quickly. Her wanting to leave WITH Little cato to get them away from Gary and Avacato makes sense. Little Cato is the only person on the Galaxy 2 she has left and she wants to protect him. I liked that. .but her suddenly going to invictus and trusting him just makes no sense. He took her brother in th efirst place! I don’t mind her having some doubt, maybe invctus actually works to convice her but no. invctus gets a hearald soley because the plot says “whelp ash goes evil about here. 

Her actions in the finale also just feel.. off in places. While I like the idea of her reveling in her power and not feeling powreless, again it’s not all bad and the confrontation with Gary and Avacato is hella tense, with her genuinely wanting to help Little Cato and the two dads forced to confront her..It’s just spoiled by everything around her: HUE aburbtly turns on her instead of trying to help her too, not tha thtey were close but still, Gary only says “I’m sorry we failed you” and dosen’t try to save her at any point... it just seems like everyone but Spidercat, Thunderbandit and Mooncake wrote ash off the moment she came back and instead of using that for drama they just kinda ignore it.

Her killing Mooncake also feels.. forced. Like “okay we have to have her be evil now”. But it just dosen’t feel like she’s far gone enough when episodes ago Mooncake is the person who got her ot return home. It’s just aw eird 180 to spite gary when again GARY DID NOTHING WRONG AND YOU SAW IT AND COME OFF AS A MORON FOR NOT SEEING IT. Even getting I myself can be iratoinal COME ON. It’s just a sad waste of a good arc and my favorite character, especially since Ashly Burch, whose come to be one of my favorite voice actors, brought her goddamn a game all season and is the only thing that made this arc’s ending tolerable is her good voice acting. And even she strained to make this work at all. Gah. 

Dying is Easy Baby, Living is Harder

Going from the worst character arc to the best character arc, we have Avacato.  I was utterly floored when Olan brought him back last season, his return being easily the biggest swerve of the season. I was optimsitic Olan would do something good with it and had good reason for this.. and was throughly right. 

Avacato easily had the most gripping arc of the season, with us learning on just the depths of who he used to be: a remorsless killer who simply killed because it’s what he was good at, a butcher with no purpose.. until Lord Commander came knocking and offered something better... a cause.. a better galaxy and all the killing he could ever want to make it so. 

So Avacato gladly killed the king and queen of ventrxia who trusted him dearly.. only to change in one moment. .finding their baby son, HIS son, among the wreckage and taking him in, never telling his boy what he’d done out of shame. With this one hell of a reveal the entire character is upended. As Avacato puts himself in the finale “You saved me”. By raising this kid he went from a butcher for a monster.. to a loving father who’d do anything to protect his adopted son and try and attone for his past. He knows he can’t possibly even the scales but he can damn well do his best anyway. 

And while this was already great in it’s debut, setting up a time bomb to go off any time in the season, it hit it’s peak with the best scene in the season and possibly the series: With Gary at his lowest, his guilt over Fox’s death swallowig him, Avacato picks this moment to confess. The resulting acting from Olay and Coty is just.. majestic. 

Seriously just the quivering in his voice , the sheer pain as he tells gary what he did, Gary’s utter HORROR at what his best friend did, that no matter how much he loves Avacato.. what he did to his son outweighs that and both snapping at each other: Gary calling him a coward (not unfairly), and Avacato saying “You murdered fox”. Just the raw emotoin in the acting and animation here.. I don’t have enoguh words. It’s freaking beautiful. The only reason this isn’t the best scene of the year is because it’s not over yer.. and because “I’d Have You Dad” happened. But it’s damn fucking close to that scene in terms of emotion and the fight that insues is just brutal, two friends, frayed emotoinally and at their lowest ponits just wailing on each other for catharsis. I cannot praise this scene enough. 

Or it’s direct followup, whcih I consider part of it. Olan... really shined this season as Gary. While he was decent to start, a bit shouty but fine he hit his stride last season and just climbed higher this season, with this speech being his peak (though the zombie gary scene is a close second). This speech is raw, emotional and speaks to who gary is. He dosen’t mince word at what Avacato’s done or how much it’s going to hurt Little Cato when he finds out the truth.. but he forgives his friend. At Avacato’s lowest, curled up in a ball begging his best friend to cast him aside for this.. Gary refuses. He knows what his friend did was terrible.. but he knows he’ll do his damndest to fix this and did what he did. That he can be better for his boy and deserves better than to be thrown out. More on gary in a bit. 

So while Avacato starts to recover the strain of things eats away at him till he breaks down to Gary after Little Cato asks about his mom. Unfortunately Ash was listening, all that happens.. but the real shining moment is in the finale. Faced with what he did, his past sins coming back to haunt him and Ash ready to stand as his executioner, he tells him what he did... but what Ash can’t grasp in her anger.. is that Avacato still loves his boy, that he did something terrible, he killed his birth parents, he lied to him his whole life.. but he loves that kid.  Little Cato saves him and while he may not deserve his son.. he loves him more than anything and always will. And that coupled with Gary’s words reunites father and son. The road no doubt won’t be smooth now the truth is out there.. but it’s bound to be damn excellent and I can’t wait to see it. 

And the Rest:

So breaking down the rest of the cast, as those were the two bigger arcs, we start iwth Gary. As I said moments ago, Olan is at his fucking peak this season, a season that puts the poor guy through the wringer as he finds his girlfriend dying from poisoning, finds out his best friend/boyfriend murdered someone, has a well meaning gesture to stay behind nearly kill him, has to fight zombie versions of himself, has to watch as an alternate version of himself slowly dies, watches his best hope get beheaded, his son get kidnapped, his surrogate daughter go to the darkside because he was forced to stab her bother, and to put the cherry on the crap sunday, watches his other best friend die horribly by said surrogate daughter’s hand’s ushering an elder god into his universe. 

So yeah he gets a LOT of good character stuff here. Besides all the stuff from forgivness he also gets a hell of a moment taking in Quinn’s pain for her knowing it might kill him but doing so anyway and one in the finale tellnig ash “Sorry we failed you”. It just shows off that beneath the lairs of weirdo and cookies lurks one of the most heroic, kind, and noble characters i’ve seen in a cartoon. He’s gone from blowing up ships by sheer incompence and semi-stalking a woman he barely knew to a loving father, partner and friend who takes every loss to heart and tries his damndest to make sure it dosen’t happen again. Gary is at his best here.

Quinn got some much needed fleshing out this season. Her horrifying past with her awful bitch of a mother who forced her into a corpse room and her self hatred over not saving her sister (something that is not at al lher fault to begin with), make for some compelling television. It gives her “I have to do it all by myself” characterization that was so damn annoying in season one context, that she has to.. because she has an inbuilt martyr complex. The season also deconstructs it heavily, with the KVN Net fiasco being entirley on her shoulders and Avacato rightly calling her out. 

They do and don’t fix her relationship with Gary from Season 1. See my problem there is it escalated pretty quickly from him trying to stalk her to a deep relationship. Here they do give them some time to breathe and the actors have genuine chemstry.. but it still is hard to to take this relationshpi seriously when you realize they’ve been together exactly two months, and that Gary spent at least 6 months hunting for a way to save someone he barely knew. It’s not bad there are really precious moments between the two, I just wish we got some more depth as to WHY they like each other that isn’t just...

Finally there was this weird thing where Olan seemed to think Nightfall IS this Quinn... he .. he does remember he set up last season that Nightfal lisn’t a version of this unvierse’s Quinn right? But we weirdly get her assuming she’s going to become nightfall without eve rmentioning that and Nightfall somehow predicting what she’d do. I dunno it just feels off.. I don’t mind ruminating on if a chracter will become a future version of herself but the timelines have diverged enough that shoudln’t be an issue. 

HUE got the shaft this season, being relegated to the computer, but he was still a delight when he showed up and I get his shunting to the computer was to help weed down the cast as even with Fox killed off way too quickly our main cast still consists of 9 characters WITH HUE and that’s not including important side characters like Tribore, Bolo, Quastronastro and Kevin. The reveal in the finale however was awesome enough to make up for it and i love his bulky new body. Gonna come in handy at the end of the world i’ll tell you what. 

KVN is KVN. He’s mildly annoying at times, utterly hliarious at others. He’s always been this way but unlike Tribore he’s more tolerable. While like Tribore no one in the main cast really LIKES him, unlike Tribore KVN suffers enough phsycial punishment and scorn from everyone else on a regular basis to even it out. 

Sheryl was a good addition.. but they sadly took their sweet time doing anything with her, with Sheryl getting maybe a line or two or a big damn heroes moment early on. Thankfully as the season went on we got a few nicer character moments from her: Gary finding out she really came to protect HIM and has lost her obessive and destructive desire to get John back, really truly being there for her son. While I wish they’d focused more on Gary adjusting to his mom actually loving him now, this was still nice. But with the rest of the episodes she got nice character moments with everyone that showed she really had changed: She has a nice team up with Avacato, tries to help Ash sympathizing with her drifting nature but hoping she’ll make the right choice, and gets a great moment with Quinn in the finale encouraging her that she isn’t entirely nightfall and that...

All in all I liked her even if she was underused. 

Little Cato was great this season, Steven Yuen was graet as always but he was kinda put off to the side. His dad’s arc grappling with the fact he killed LC’s parents is more about Avacato than his son, and LIttle Cato is really just a supporting player in most other characters arcs. It’s not a bad thing though as he got plenty of focus last season and will no doubt get more next season. Unlike the abrupt death of Fox I don’t feel they wasted Little Cato and he still had plenty to do he just dind’t have an arc of his own and again with what he know snow, that’s clearly going to change. Yuen also got some great work in, showing that even though he’s now been nominated for an oscar and has a major starring role as ...

He’s still got it in the roll that really made me a fan of him after I became aware the guy existed thanks to a failed attempt to make a movie out of Chew. 

Mooncake is Mooncake. Like KVV he dosen’t really cahnge.. but he sure can die though. Jesus that was crushing. 

Biskit was a nice addition to the cast. While like KVN and Tribore he’s clearly comic relief that dosen’t really suffer emotionally, he seperates himself for both by both being extremley funny after a while and extremley useful, providing a tech person where the team had none before and having some fun gags including his apparently having merch in the ship’s gift shop, and telling Little Cato about his seminar “If you have to ask you can’t afford it!” He was just a fun little ball of crazy in a period of immense darkness, my only beef being I wish they explained his two episode abseence. He NEEDED to be absent for Fox’s death and the mourning after, but they could’ve explained why offhand. 

Moving onto supporting we have Bolo who was great if underultized. Look i’m always up for some keith david.

So naturally i’ve always loved Bolo and he got some awesome moments, though I am curious why he and gary having beef went nowhere. Otherwise he was good. His Cookie Guardiian on the other hand...

But yeah Bolo was great he just didn’t get to do much after the first few episodes beyond get highlandered. 

Kevin Van Newton was a good addition, with Tom Kenny really getting to flex his crazy old man muscles again and the twist Nightfall contacted him was genius. He was a ncie cranky old man and while his death was tragic he was around just long enough to not overstay his welcome. Don’t have much else to say about him so heres a present barfing nutritious neco wafers on children

Invictus.. isn’t the strongest vilian to me. Their terrifying, have great powers and great skill.. but we don’t know WHAT they are, why their doing all this, or what thier goal is which makes them just come off as a generic god level monster. It’s part of what made the Ash arc not quite work: Invictus just dosen’t have the personality to come off as convincingly decptive so Ash comes off like an idiot for trustnig the demonic voice that already stole her brother. I will say the animation for Invictus is damn terrific and the zombie gary’s are just genuinely terrifying. Seeing our loveable heroic goofus reduced to decayed deranged fanon fodder for our main bad guy is utterly horrific and always terrifying and I can’t wait to see even more next season. Hopefully next season makes invictus a better villina.

Thankfully we got the series BEST villian back. 

David Tennant is back as the Lord Commander and my god I missed his presence. He’s still a depraved, utterly terrifying monster but now has an intresting dynamic with invictus: forced to serve someone else and left on the receiving end of someone else being a shitty boss. He’s just a delight.. the character hasn’t changed really at all but that’s fine with me. 

He also WINS for a while, getting his titan body, a shocking twist I did NOT SEE COMING. The horrifying image of this monster even MORE powerful and emerging from earth’s remains.. that’s fucking iconic. His tearing up Invictus’ minions and telling him “Now to rmeind you who I am was awesome”. Sadly intead of overthrowing invictus.. he ended the season put in a box.

 Hopefully he finds someway out as i’td be awesome to see him and the team squad

Finally we have Clarence. While he only had one episode I felt Conan acted his ass off here and he got an emotional sendoff. I generally never expected to forgive the little fart nocker but here we are. I also did love the gag of bringing back every minor character from season 2 and the dewinters to plauge our hero as he tried to save everyone and his tearful final moment tugged at the heart. That being said the one complaint I have is no one saw his sacrifice yet Ash behaves as if she knows her father died

Final Thoughts:

So on the whole the season isn’t BAD. It has plenty of tension, the music, animation and voice cast are top notch and it had some great character work.

I do feel the season coul’dve been BETTER though, with the lack of real work on team dynamics, sloppy pacing, sloppy treatment of ash and sloppy joes on top of a certain green asshat wearing a fetching beret really held the season back from being as great as it could’ve been. This show is still one of the best out there but I hope it can get back to it’s best self next season. But I will gladly line up: even if I had trouble with this season I will always love this show. It’s back to back for life and I wouldn’t have it any other way. 

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Two Cats, One Heart (Chat Noir x reader)

Summary: Y/n Ross and Adrian Agreste are childhood best friends, they’ve been through thick and thin, including losing their mom, and dad. Since then Y/n’s mom made her live with Adrian at his mansion and forever leaving her life. Watch as their lives Change as they become the new heroes of Paris alongside Ladybug and see how Romance sprouts between the two models.

Part 1 |  Part 2 |  Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7  | Part 8

Warnings:  It’s a bit long hehe? 

"And now I'm pretty sure Chat doesn't like me the same way I like him." I finished explaining everything to him.

Adrian and I were sitting on my couch, Alpha in the coffee table in front of us munching away his brownies.

"What makes you think that?" Adrian asked.

"For one, besides the usual flirt banters, He didn't show anything that could give me a hint that he likes me back."

"I think he does like you."

"How do you know?" Adrian seemed a bit stuck, looking around for an answer.

"Since you've been pretty honest with your secret, I guess I can't keep mine without feeling guilty." Adrian sighed.

"What secret?" I got more confused as he took out a piece of cheese. "Wait, is that what you kept reeking of?"

"Yes, It's the only thing he eats, every single time." I got more confused.

"Who's he?"

"How much longer are you going to play dumb?" Alpha asked while chewing as I cringed. "He means his kawami, Plagg."

"First of all, Don't talk while you eat. I thought I told you that a hundred times Alpha." I scolded before turning to Adrian before it dawned on me as I saw a little black cat attached to the cheese in his hand. "If you have a kawami then it'd mean you're..."

"Yes," Adrian nodded. "I'm Chat Noir." I felt myself blushing, realizing I had just rambled about my crush on Chat Noir...to Chat Noir!?

"You...I...Wait, that explains why you're always going near my locations to change back." I remembered. "Who knew,"

"I thought you were planning to try and sneak a peek at my identity." Adrian chuckled. "But you were just trying to get home too."

"So...When you said Chat Noir likes me back..." I looked to my side, trying to hide my blush.

"Yes, I meant I liked you too, a lot."

"Hey, Plagg. I got a little spot I hide whenever these two get all lovey-dovey, wanna eat there?" Alpha offered, noticing Plagg's disgust.

"Don't have to ask me twice." The two kawami's made their way out as Adrian and I rolled our eyes.

"What happens now?" I asked.

"Well, this is normally the part where we umm, we...kiss." We inched closer to each other as he grabbed my arm to lead me closer to his face, I looked to admire his features, fluttering my eyes shut as we touched lips.

"This counts as us now Girlfriend and Boyfriend, right?" I whispered.

"Of course."

***

"Agent Smith, It's too dangerous! We must evacuate!" Adrian exclaimed as he and Mylène were crouching behind the teacher's desk, water guns in hand.

Our class was filming a movie for a project and Adrian and Mylène were the voted leads. I was going to be the lead girl but I wanted to work behind the scenes, so I play the role of the Assistant Director, while also Mylène's understudy if anything were to happen.

"You're suggesting we run, Officer Jones?" Mylène asked with a determined look. "After it devoured my family, my friends, and even my beloved dog, Sniffles?" She dramatically stood up. "Never! I won't run! I no longer fear it, I'm going to face it, then I'll-" Ivan loomed over as scripted with a monster mask, roaring as best as he could as Mylène broke character and screamed in fear, hiding under the table as Adrian and I looked at her worried.

"Sorry, Mylène." Ivan apologized, taking the mask off.

"Mylène! That's like, the tenth take." Nino scolded, frustrated as he rubbed his forehead. "And we're only on the first scene!"

"Fourteenth actually." Alix corrected, holding up a count from her seat in the back. "But who's counting."

"Ughh..."

"I'm...sorry." Mylène apologized, getting out from under. "I'm gonna do better on the next take, I promise." Juleka was reapplying blush, fixing Adrian's look.

"Anyone want some tea?" Rose offered, holding a portable kettle.

"You're playing a hero from the special forces. You're not supposed to get all freaked out!" Nino lectured.

"I know, but...that monster mask he's wearing is so...realistic and scary!"

"Just big ol' me, Mylène." Ivan stuck his fingers through the eyes of the mask, show how harmless it was. "Nothing to be scared of."

"You ask me, he doesn't even need a mask," Chloé said, laughing with Sabrine as I frowned at her.

"Does it hurt you to be a little bit nicer, Chloé?" I asked.

"Ivan, put the mask back on, you're playing the monster!" Nino demanded. "And Mylène, we need you to stay in character!" Ivan put the mask back on, causing Mylène to get scared.

"I need to sing my happy song, it always makes me feel better." Mylène took a deep breath as she began singing to herself, slowly stepping back. "Smelly Wolf, Smelly wolf." I felt Alpha scoff from my pocket, muttering his offense at her song. "stinky breath and slimy--" She bumped into Adrian, suddenly jumping back, shrieking in fear.

"And the Oscar for the best pathetic scaredy-cat afraid of its own shadow goes to...Mylène!" Chloé laughed, making Mylène feel worse as Adrian looked at her, disappointed.

"Chloé, seriously?" Adrian asked.

"Yeah, so what?" Mylène ran out of the classroom, crying.

"Mylène!" Marinette shouted. "Anyone gonna go after her?" Ivan ran after Mylène, calling out her name as he took the mask off.

"Epic, Chloé! Just Epic!" Nino sarcastically exclaimed. "What are we supposed to do now without our leading actress?"

"Who needs her, anyway?" Chloé scoffed. "She was totally lame!"

"You're lame!" Ivan shouted, coming back in. "Mylène is crying her eyes out on the bathroom thanks to you!"

"Me, Lame?"

"Hey, Hey!" I came in. "Fighting over this isn't going to get this film done any quicker, We'll find a way to get this done by tonight!"

"As a producer, I'll make sure of it too!" Marinette agreed.

"The Deadline for the Parisian Student Short Film Festival is tomorrow evening, precisely 26 hours, 15 minutes and 14, 13 seconds from now." Max clarified.

"Thank you, Max." I smiled.

"And we still have editing, post-sound, soundtrack..." Marinette listed.

"And who's gonna take Mylène's part?" Adrian asked.

"Um, me of course!" Chloé got up from her seat.

"You haven't even read the script!" Alya argued.

"Of course I have! The first scene anyway, I can even tell you that it ends with a kiss between Agent Smith and Officer Jones!" Chloé batted her eyes at Adrian as he pleadingly looked over at me as I moved next to Nino.

"As Mylène's understudy, I'm the one who's supposed to take her place if anything were to happen. Remember?" I reminded Nino.

"Right." Nino nodded as Marinette screaming, looking at Alya.

"You wrote that?!" She shrieked.

"Hold up!" Alya exclaimed skimming through her script again. "I didn't write that!"

"Uh...I wrote that." Nino admitted. "It was just a little tweak. You know, to move the story forward."

"What! You edited my script without even telling me!" Alya gripped onto the collar of Nino's shirt. "That's low."

"Wait a minute! You mean our script!" Nino argued, removing her hands as Adrian and I sighed before Rose came up to us.

"Juice?" We gratefully took a cup.

"Thanks, Rose." Adrian thanked.

"Guys, it doesn't matter who did anything, we have a film to get done by tonight." I reasoned.

"she's right," Max said. "Principal Damocles is only allowing us to use the school until 6 p.m. sharp. Which leaves us 9 hours, 12 minutes, and 12 seconds. 11, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6..."

"Adrian and Y/n kissing cannot happen! No way!" Marinette hissed at Alya quietly, as so nobody could hear.

"It makes no sense story-wise anyway." Alya shrugged. "The main character's emotional journey-"

"Hold on!" Marinette ran over to Adrian. "We can't let Mylène just leave just like that! It's...wrong!  We all chose her to play the leading female role! And...we're all in this movie together! She needs our support. I'm gonna go find her and bring her back."

"Always trying to save the day, aren't you, Marinette?" Chloé mocked.

"Wait," I said, holding her arm. "I'll go, you're the producer, you're needed here." I left before she could say anything more, missing the satisfied look on her face.

{Third POV}

"Nice going, Miss Producer." Nino sarcastically remarked. "Now we have no lead again!"

"Yeah, but now we'll be able to go look for our real lead!" She argued, hiding her intentions of just wanting to keep Adrian kissing Y/n out of jealousy.

"I told you. Tick tock, there's no time! We need a lead now!"

"Marinette can do it!" Alya exclaimed as Adrian got uncomfortable at the thought of kissing a different girl.

"What?! No! I can't act. I'm... the producer." Marinette started furiously blushing.

"But you wanna kiss Adrien, don't you?" Alya whispered to her as Marinette glanced at Adrian who mentally hoped Y/n can get back in time.

{Y/n's POV}

"Mylène!" I called out as I entered the Bathroom. "Mylène?!" I looked to see nobody was there, missing the monster feet in one of the stalls as I noticed the mirror was covered in some sort of slime.

"Wow," Alpha gasped, peeking out from my pocket to take a look. "I knew you girls were disgusting in terms of love, but I didn't think you guys were that disgust- hey!" I glared at the little wolf, shoving him back in my pocket with a finger.

"She isn't here." I noticed, "Didn't Ivan said she'd be in the bathroom? This is the only girl's bathroom in this half of the school, she should be here."

"I think that slime might have something to do with this."

"I can't find her on my own, I'll have to get the others to help look for her. I have a feeling crying wasn't the only thing she was doing in here."

"Wow, the best idea ever!" Alpha sarcastically praised. "Not like it was the only choice you had!" I shoved him back down my pocket as I had an eerie feeling as I ran back to the classroom.

"Guys!" I shouted, seeming to have boast through the door right before Marinette could kiss Adrian, who was trying to prolong the kiss as long as he could, relieved at my interruption as Nino shouted Cut. "Mylène isn't in the bathroom, we need to find her. I think something might be going on- wait, Where's Max and Kim?" Right as I asked, we heard two screams. "Did you all hear that?"

"Loud and clear." Adrian nodded.

"We better scope this out," Marinette said as everyone ran to the source of the scream.

"A fruity snack for the road?" Rose offered.

Nino began recording them, following me as I noticed something on the floor.

"Hey! Anybody here?" Adrian shouted. "Kim! Max! Where are you guys?!"

"Wait, I felt like I saw the same pink goo...the bathroom!" It finally clicked as Adrian came up to me, picking up the armband covered in goo.

"That's Kim's!" He exclaimed.

"They vanished!" Nathaniel began panicking.

"Or they're playing a sick joke on us." Alya scoffed.

"We should go to Principal Damocles's office and tell him what's going on!" Marinette declared, She then noticed Nino was filming everything. "Nino, come on! Stop Filming!"

"Not a chance! This is just getting good!" I took the chance to slip away from the class quietly.

{Third POV}

Adrian had tried to slip away with Y/n but soon got caught by his best friend.

"Yo, Adrian!" Nino called out.

"I left Officer Jone's jacket back there!" He quickly came with an excuse. "Should probably wear it in all the scenes." Nino nodded as the rest of the students went upstairs, Adrian already running back into the empty classroom which Y/n had already snuck into the other way.

Neither noticing the Horrificator Akuma, a slimy monster start gooing the entire school roof, doors, and windows to keep them shut-in.

"This is the first time transforming with another person in the room." Y/n admitted, feeling a bit nervous and awkward for some reason.

"Then we better get used to it." Adrian winked.

"Hey, your Chat side is already showing!" Y/n pointed out as Alpha and Plagg came out from their pockets.

"Y/n, Darling." Alpha calmly called out. "I never ask you to hurry up and transform, it isn't me. but right now, I'm begging you to just transform. I can't stand this lovey scene." Y/n scoffed.

"So um," Adrian awkwardly shifted before he took off his right shoe. "Guess we should first make them think we've vanished."

"Good idea." Y/n nodded her head, reaching to take off her hairpin, throwing it to make it seem like she was struggling as it came off, Adrian doing the same after showing Plagg his shoe, making the small black cat cringe.

"You say I stink of Camembert," Plagg said.

"I mean, you both do." Y/n pointed out as Adrian gave her a look before sighing.

"Plagg, claws out!"

"Alpha, Tails out!"

***

The rest of the students were going into the Principal's office, looking inside to see pink goo around.

"Even Mr.Damocles isn't around," Rose said, worried as Marinette stood outside the door, making sure nobody was looking back before she took out her phone, dropping it on the floor as she ran into the library.

"Time to transform." She quickly said to her little kawami, Tikki. "Tikki, Spots on!"

***

"Anyone seen Agent Smith- I mean Y/n?" Nino asked. "And Marinette too?" They ran out of the office, Alya stopped to see her phone on the floor.

"Oh no," Alya gasped. "This is Marinette's phone."

They soon walked around the entire school, checking the ceiling, windows, doors, to see a pink goo covering them shut.

"We're trapped!" Chloé exclaimed before taking out her phone. "I'm going to call Daddy!"

"Dudes, you know cellphones never work in horror movies." Nino reminded, still filming everything.

"No bars..." Ivan said, checking his phone.

"No coverage!" Nathaniel sadly said along.

"Told you so!" Nino got excited. "Boo-yah!"

"Is everything okay?" Ladybug asked, appearing at the door.

"Ladybug in my movie? This is legit!"

"And on my Ladyblog!" Alya started filming too.

"We've got to calmly evacuate the building, okay everyone?" Ladybug ordered. "

"Easier said than done, Ladybug," Chat said as he and Lady Wolf came jumping down, landing next to Ladybug.

"The place is covered in pink goo, nothing can come in or out." Lady Wolf added.

"Triple Legit!" Nino exclaimed.

"Lady Wolf in the flesh!" Maya grinned, taking her phone out. "This I can't miss, my viewers are gonna eat this up."

"We tried to cut through the goo, but it's no good." Chat Noir explained. "Totally indestructible. So looks like we're trapped inside the school for now. Just stay put and try to relax, guys."

{Y/n's POV}

"Let's talk for a bit," I suggested as Chat and I led Ladybug to the corner of the office, out of the student's sound range.

"We know that Hawkmoth's taken another innocent victim somewhere in this school." Chat said.

"And there's only one way to get rid of the goo and get everyone out of here," Ladybug added.

"And that's to capture the Akuma like always,"

"Exactly." Chat flirtatiously grinned at me. "I love it when you read my mind."

"Ugh," Ladybug playfully groaned, already used to the usual flirty banters of her partners. "But we better find this thing first, and it's prisoners." Before they could say another word, they soon had Nino right behind them, filming them.

"Don't mind me." Nino quickly said. "finding the missing peeps and solving this crazy mystery with Chat Noir, Ladybug, and Lady Wolf...This movie's gonna be so swank!"

"Stay together, right behind us." Ladybug said, walking away before grabbing Nino's arm, pulling him towards her. "Means you too, Spielberg."

***

We were following the trail of pink goo, not noticing Sabrina and Chloé leave their group, running off to hide elsewhere.

We entered the classroom Adrian and I had transformed in, Ladybug noticing Adrian's shoe and my hairpin.

"There!" She exclaimed, picking it up.

"Anyone recognize this shoe and pin?" Chat asked, playing dumb.

"That's Adrian's shoe," Nino exclaimed.

"And that's Y/n's pin, she never goes anywhere without it!" Maya pitched in.

"That's weird." Ladybug said. "There's no pink slime here."

"Yes, there is." Nathaniel pointed out the slime on the desk, kneeling before he got grabbed by a slimy tentacle.

The other students started to step in fear as Nathaniel started panicking. Juleka being the only one who was more awed by the slimy monster than scared.

"Everybody run!" Ladybug shouted as they all ran out of the room, Nino remaining by Chat's side to record and Juleka staying put near the door, admiring the monster which grew larger.

"Awesome." Juleka grinned, the monster roared at Juleka as she seemed a bit taken back before grinning. "So Awesome." I noticed the height difference, it's power. He shrunk when Jeluka wasn't scared?

It spits goo at Juleka but I quickly grabbed her arm and took her out of the classroom before it could touch her.

"Eww!" Chat exclaimed. "What's your name, Drool-lator?" The monster spits goo at him but he spins his staff to avoid any touching him before swinging his staff to remove the slime. "Cats aren't afraid of slimy toads like you."

"We better hurry and find our where that Akuma is hiding!" I exclaimed.

"I don't see anything," Chat exclaimed as they dodged a slime, jumping down the stairs as the students hid in the corner, watching them. "Just miles of slime!" The monster looked at the fear in the kids, growing in size, confirming my suspicions thoughts.

"Fear!" I suddenly shouted, catching Ladybug and Chat's attention. "It grows from fear!" Ladybug ducked tying a yoyo around its leg to a pole as Chat tried to land a hit before he got slimed into the wall, I gasped, going in from behind before getting caught to the wall as well.

The monster then grabbed the yoyo string, pulling in Ladybug before sliming her onto the basketball hoop.

The monster turned and grew as everyone screamed, it approached the class, recognizing Ivan, affectionately licking, grabbing Nathanial (who was released during the fight) and Alix, jumping away.

"Oh no! It took Nath and Alix!" Rose exclaimed. (A/n: No way! what a shock! Not like we just witnessed it happening.)

They soon managed to get out the slime, running to a door to see it was slimed shut.

"Did you see how it only left Ivan alone?" Ladybug mentioned.

"Yeah," Chat agreed. "What's that all about?" I thought about it before remembering what happened earlier, the goo in the bathroom, Mylène's long disappearance.

"The monster has to be Mylène!" I exclaimed. "She was the first to disappear...from what I heard..." I quickly covered up.

"Where are Sabrina and Chloé?" Alya asked, running up to the teen heroes with the small group of students behind her, Nino still recording.

"We'll find them, don't worry." Ladybug reassured. "If we can find a way out of here..." They soon heard Chloé's screams and ran up the stairs, pushing through the doors as something seemed to have been blocking the front of, they looked around to see nothing but a trail of slime.

"We're too late!" Chat exclaimed.

"But look!" I said, pointing to the trail. "We can still follow it!" I lead the group as we were led to a dark workshop.

"I'm so amped!" Nino exclaimed, recording as I was about to open the door before we turned to Nino with a frown.

"Turn your amp down to about 4, will ya?" Chat asked.

"My bad...." Nino sheepishly chuckled as we stood on our guard, slowly opening the door, walking into the cellar, looking at the large blobs of slime.

"Anybody in here?" Ladybug asked, her voice ringing in the room.

"Ladybug, it's me, Chloé Bourgeois!" Chloé cried out.

"Don't worry! We'll get you out!"

"Well, hurry it up!"

"Is everybody here?!" Ladybug, Chat, and I went around, trying to get a count of everyone. "Mr.Damocles."

"Present!"

"Alix?"

"Yeah!"

"Nathanial?"

"Here!"

"Adrian?!" Ladybug started to panic at the silence as Chat froze, "ADRAIN?!" Chat quickly hid behind a goo pod.

"Yeah, Yeah, I'm fine!" He exclaimed. "What about uh Y/n?" I glared at Chat for mentioning my name for everything.

"Y/n?" Ladybug repeated, I hid behind a corner.

"Oh um! I'm here too!" I quickly shouted. "How about Marinette?"

"Yeah! Yeah! We got everyone!" Ladybug exclaimed, tugging on the Goo Pods. "Ugh! they won't budge!"

"Get us out!"

"I can't stay here!"

"Help!"

"Everyone! Try to calm down!" I shouted before a giant slime went past us, covering the door we came in from, the monster jumping down in front of us.

"Okay, now this is getting scary." Ladybug admitted.

Chat distracted it throwing pieces of the goo at it as it tried to attack him, giving Ladybug time to use her powers.

"Lucky Charm!" Guitar strings dropped to her hands. "Guitar strings? Are you kidding me?"

"How would...Mylene's song...." I exclaimed. "Ever heard of Smelly wolf?" I asked Ladybug as she nodded, catching on. While Ladybug used her vision to gather the things needed to make temporary instruments, Chat used his powers to the bars rusted and trap the monster in its place.

"Okay, we're all going to sing!" Ladybug announced, strumming her fingers to the strings attached to a broom and bucket.

"Sing?" Chat asked, jumping down to us. "That's your plan?"

"The only way to get through this to get your fear under control. You all know Smelly Wolf, don't you?"

"Seriously? Smelly Wolf?"

"Care to join us?" I asked, blowing into a pipe to warm up a tune. Chat grinned, making a drum set out of pots and trashcan lids.

They began singing to the monster, their fears slowly going away as the monster shrunk shorter and shorter before it turned cute bite-size, no longer terrifying.

They all walked up to it as it looked up at the students, jumping into Ivan's arms.

"That's the same button I gave to Mylène!" Ivan gasped.

"That's where the Akuma is!" Ladybug exclaimed, taking the pin as she did her thing, breaking the pin. " No more evil-doing for you, little Akuma. Time to de-evilize!" She let it go as it turned into a pretty white butterfly. "Bye-bye, little butterfly." She threw the strings to the air. "Miraculous Ladybug!"

The energy from her power goes around, getting rid of the slime and shifting everything back to normal as the monster turned back into Mylène.

"Pound it!" the three of us exclaimed, fist-bumping before deadpanning as Nino, who surprisingly still was recording came up to us.

"Awesome." He muttered.

***

The movie playing ended with Mylène and Ivan kiss as Nino wore a confident grin, sure he had it in the bag.

"Well, Mr. Mayor. What do you think?"

*** {Third POV} ***

"We didn't make the cut!" Nino complained to the rest. "He said the monster was a horrible replica! Completely unbelievable! No joke!"

"Don't worry, Bud." Adrian placed the hand he wasn't holding Y/n's hand on his shoulder. "This is how all good movie directors start out."

"Learn from mistakes right?" I pitched in.

"Yeah, even if that final wasn't quite what we thought it would be." Alya said, giving Marinette a side glance, the girl was too distracted at looking horrifedly at the intertwined hands of the two models.

"H-hey, anything going on between you two?" Marinette nervously laughed.

"Yeah." Alya thought about the day. "You two have been awfully closer lately."

"We're uh.. Dating?" Adrian got flustered, looking away with a shy smile, neither noticing the heartbroken look on Marinette

"No. Way. Since when?!"

"Around a week ago?" Y/n thought about it.

"I have to go." Marinette ran off, Alya following after.

"I wonder where they're going in a rush?"

"Who knows." Nino shrugged. "But dude, why didn't you tell me? I thought were best buds?"

"It didn't come up."

"What got you to suddenly into each other?" the two looked at each other, chuckling.

"It's a long story,"

Leave some feedback! Have a nice night!/Day/Evening! 

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Swiftgron Shows Up, Liz Spirals (March 2012 - September 2012)

This is not going to be a timeline of Swiftgron and their relationship. For that, you can go to the @swiftgronmasterpost​. This is just to show how, when things got serious with Dianna, things deteriorated between Taylor and Liz:

25 March 2012 - Swiftgron go watch the Hunger Games together. Taylor follows Dianna on Twitter afterwards. This is likely their first actual date:

27 March 2012 - Liz tweets this:

Was this in response to Swifgron’s first date? Maybe. Was Liz jealous Taylor had pulled the exact same move on Dianna that she’d pulled on her back in 2009 when she took her to Valentine’s Day? Also maybe. But also maybe not. Still, #Lizgototherapychallenge.

30 March 2012 - Taylor introduces Dianna to her mom, they all get dinner together:

12 April 2012 - Dianna blows a kiss to Taylor on Jimmy Kimmel.

18 April 2012 - Mutual friend Chantelle tweets that she spent the night and early morning hanging out with TayLiz.

Chantelle will post a picture of her, Taylor and Liz hanging out in a kitchen together almost a year later -- when the girls don’t seem to be on speaking terms -- making me think this picture was taken on this night:

24 April 2012 - Swiftgron Shirley MacLane party happens:

27 April 2012 - Taylor and someone (possibly Liz) are papped getting lunch together in LA. The secret message for the song “The Last Time,” which will be written in a few months, is “LA On Your Break.” They’re certainly in LA, and the tour is certainly on break. Perhaps this is Taylor finally ending things with Liz.

Liz tweets at Taylor about Skittles later that day, making me think it was her at lunch.

28 April 2012 - Dianna’s birthday party. Taylor dresses as a tiger and leaves a note on the door with a joke they’d made that reads “I’m a little kitten and I need to nurse because I’m a runt and I’m likely to fall victim to predators.”

10 May 2012 - Taylor posts on Instagram “Going back to Nashville. Thinking about the whole thing. Guess you gotta run sometimes.”

This is from the song Nashville by David Mead. Other interesting lyrics include:

You’re a distant memory, you’re an exit sign I was talking crazy on the driver’s side

I was talking crazy on the driver’s side I will always love you like a long goodbye

The driving references are interesting, considering that Red has the theme of driving all over it. “I will always love you like a long goodbye” also seems to support the theory that Taylor has just finally broken things off with Liz.

15 May 2012 - Taylor finishes writing Everything Has Changed with Ed Sheeran then gets dinner with Dianna Ashley and Claire. The original lyrics of Everything Has Changed talk about “falling for a Gemini,” which describes Gemini Liz, but Taylor seems to have re-fitted the song to be about Dianna and removed those lyrics:

27 May 2012 - Liz’s birthday. Taylor does not tweet at her. No pictures are posted of the party, if there is one.

28 May 2012 - Taylor and Ed record Everything Has Changed:

Late May 2012 - Taylor writes The Last Time:

Here’s what she had to say about the inspiration for the song:

The Last Time is a hard song for me to analyze, not because I don’t have theories about what it means, but because I think Taylor is oversimplifying the story here. To me, looking at this song, assuming it’s about Liz, it reads less like a pleading “baby I want you back” song, and more like an “I’m losing you to addiction song.”

We haven’t fully gotten into this yet, but Liz was dealing with a lot of mental and internal shit at this time. According to rumor, she’s about to be let go from The Agency due to getting “out of control,” and the songs she writes this summer, including Wreck of Who I Am, definitely seem to imply she was trying to claw her way out of a spiral here. When I listen to The Last Time through this lens, it feels more like a last chance, pleading intervention.

Wreck of Who I Am:

And the tide is strong that it keeps me from the land

And I’m low on faith and I pray with shaky hands

Well it hurts like hell tryna tell myself

This ain’t the only thing that’s meant for me

Gotta piece back together the wreck of who I am

The Last Time

This is the last time I’m asking you this

Put my name at the top of your list

This is the last time I’m asking you why

You break my heart in the blink of an eye

And there’s also the fact that The Last Time seems like it was written on if not around Liz’s birthday (May 27).

3 June 2012 - Dianna jokes at the GLAAD Awards about having kissed girls before:

4 June 2012 - Liz does some songwriting of her own with Seth Jones and Megan Mace:

Taylor and Liz’s dresses from Mean are placed next to each other at the Speak Now Tour Exhibition:

10 June 2012 -  Taylor diaries about recording 22, and IKYWT, says she’s already written WANEGBT:

Story behind WANEGBT: I wrote it with Max Martin and Johan Shellback who are two of my songwriting heroes, they’re amazing. And we were in the studio, and we were writing a different song and this guy walks in who I- was- A friend of someone I had previously… dated. And he comes in and he’s like “Oh, I hear you and [redacted] are getting back together” and um that was like his opening line. And we weren’t. We’d done that whole like on/off on/off just the worst. Bleh. And um… And so when he left I just turned to Max and I was like “We are never getting back together. What? That’s ridiculous!” Um and I told them the whole situation as I do ‘cause I tend to share, as you know. And so uh he just looked at me and he was like “I know the song we’re writing today. Let’s start a new one.” And so I got the guitar and it just sort of happened and so uh this is that song.

So what we know from this is that it is HIGHLY more likely that a friend of Liz just happened to walk into the studio that day than a friend of either Jake or Dianna (I’m guessing someone from The Agency maybe? Taylor seems to fumble when choosing how to describe them)

Martin and Shellback are credited on three songs on red -- WANEGBT, IKYWT, and 22. We know Taylor wrote 22 here. She also says she “came back to trouble.” From that I can assume they were trying to write IKYWT when this story took place.

The secret message for WANEGBT is “When I stopped caring what you thought.” To me, this really signals things have broken down between them. Rather than the pleading in The Last Time, this is song is much more distant and moved on, where Taylor is able to have a sense of humor about the breakup.

18 June 2012 - A friend of Liz’s tweets this at Taylor (am I the only one sensing some shade??):

1 July 2012 - Liz does some songwriting in Nashville:

Between this session and the session on the fourth, presumably the songs she’d release later that winter (One Hand On the Wheel, Wreck of Who I Am, and Blessed Are the Brokenhearted) are written here, making it seem like Liz is processing both some depression and a breakup of some sort.

8 July 2012 - Taylor takes pictures with a fan at a coffee shop (presumably in Nashville). According to the fan’s account, Liz was also there, sitting at the table behind them. The fan ends up taking pictures with both Liz and Taylor:

I’m not entirely sure what this means for them. Obviously Taylor has just written The Last Time (presumably about Liz) and then gone off to Hy(i)annis port with Dianna to go frolic in the waves and all that, so I don’t think this means TayLiz is back on. However, we know from fan accounts (which I’ll get to in a second) that Liz thought she was going to be coming on the Red Tour until she was let go from The Agency in September. Perhaps this is some amount of reconciliation? A check in? An ultimatum to get her act together or she won’t be allowed on tour?

Truthfully, we can’t know for sure. But this is one of their last hang outs together (that we know of) this year.

13 August 2012 - Taylor’s Red Youtube Webchat. She describes what some of the songs on the album are about

22: This is a song that I wrote with Max Martin and Johan Shellback and it’s a song about the way I spent my summer when I was finishing this album. Kind of hanging out with my friends all the time and I really decided that I love being twenty two. It’s um kind of my favorite age that I’ve ever been. I kind of have like different theories of the years in my life and like what they meant and 22 has been so much fun. It’s- it’s been so much fun and I decided to write a song about that and just all the ridiculous nonsense that my friends and I got into. And, um, so this one’s called 22.

Treacherous: This is a song that I wrote with Dan Wilson… I’ve always wanted to work with him. So I called him and um it turned out that he was into the idea of working with me. And um so I went in with this idea and uh we wrote a song about when you’re falling for someone and you know that it’s dangerous. And you know that it could really really really really really just annihilate you if it were to not work out and it could possibly not work out and it probably won’t work out, but you go for it anyway. And so this is called Treacherous.

31 August 2012 - We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together is released as a single. The MV features the rest of the Agency, but not Liz. Fans take notice.

13 September 2012 - The news breaks that Liz is leaving The Agency and will not be on the Red Tour:

Interestingly enough, according to the L Chat, Liz had been telling fans that she was planning on going on the Red Tour before this point, so something must’ve happened:

And because of this fan encounter below, we have somewhat of an idea of what it was:

So from the combined events of this summer we know this about Liz being let go:

1) Liz wrote songs that summer about having a hard time and trying to claw her way out of it.

2) Taylor and Liz met up twice that summer, and Taylor did not acknowledge Liz’s birthday publicly.

3) Taylor may have written The Last Time, a song about begging someone to choose you over other things (possibly addiction) on Liz’s birthday.

4) Liz thought she was going on The Red Tour.

5) Liz was fired for “getting out of control.”

The picture this paints to me is that, while Liz was spiraling, Taylor was trying to help her, using coming on the Red Tour as a reward for getting her act together. When she ultimately couldn’t, presumably after that meeting in July, Taylor had no choice but to ask her to leave the Agency, since hardcore intense tour life is likely the last thing Liz needed to get better. This is a really difficult and hard situation, regardless of whether or not the two women were ever sexually or romantically involved. 

Fortunately, as we’ll see moving forward, this seems to be the wake up call Liz needed to start the process of getting back on her feet. However, it’s clear that for at least a little bit after this, Taylor became a taboo topic around Liz. But ask anyone who’s dealt with addiction or helped a friend/family member through it -- there’s some resentment that’s bound to happen, even towards the people trying to help.

20 September 2012 - Liz spends “quality time” with Claire and Taylor:

I personally read this as one last hurrah of the trio after Liz was not asked back for the Red Tour. The “not mad at this day” feels a little weird to me too, and I can’t tell if it’s supposed to be shade or not. Either way, this is the last major interaction between Taylor and Liz for a while.

IN CONCLUSION: Liz had her demons. Whether this is what caused the end of her and Taylor’s relationship or something else, it’s almost certainly what caused her to not be asked back on the Red Tour. In the winter, she would release the music she was writing over the summer, making it clear she was going through some shit, probably not helped by seeing Taylor so obviously move on with Dianna. But this is the low point. Things with Liz can only go up from here.

Liz After the Agency (September 2012 - September 2014)

[imagineddworld]

Unexpected day (Part 1)

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Reader

Summary: Neither of you went to Hogsmeade, so this was a great opportunity to spend the day together

Word count: 3,2 K (3292) 

Author’s note: This idea ended up being longer than I expected, so I decided to split it up into parts. Probably 2 to 3 max. If you prefer longer or shorter fics, you can always let me know. Requests for other fandoms are open. I just happen to be stuck in a hp mood. 

It was a beautiful day. The sun is shining brightly in the sky, a soft bries is blowing through the trees; making them softly sway from side to side. Little white clouds pass by easily. Nearly everyone was out to Hogsmeade, but you rather stayed behind. You didn’t really felt like going. It was nice to have some peace at Hogwarts, surely when the weather was this good. Places were always more enjoyable when there was less of a crowd. You had woken up early, slowly getting rid of the last bits of sleep. You admired the little sun rays peaking through your blinders, loving the warm glow it gave you. When you got down stairs to the Great hall, you were greeted with the aromas of the delicious smelling food roaming in the air. Some students were already headed off to Hogsmeade, while other grabbed a quick bite. In the meanwhile, you took your time to truly enjoying the food for once. It felt like your first day all over again. After that day, you always found yourself overwhelmed with homework and essays to write. You always were in a rush, storming from class to class. So this peaceful morning where you really could enjoy your food, was a true blessing.

After a good filling breakfast, you made your way towards the library. You were going to pick out a good book, before you would head out to the courtyard later today. You wanted to read outside while laying in the grass or sitting against a tree. Just hearing the birds sing their little songs, wind softly whistling in your ear and the soft sounds of water, made you feel at peace with yourself. Plus you nearly always had a beautiful sight in front of you. You could take your mind off things for once.   You had picked out a few books to choose from. You would read a few pages of each before deciding which one was more your liking. You started with the book that laid on top of your little pile. It had really grabbed your attention, because you didn’t realized someone had stood in front of you until they spoke up. “Hey (y/n)”, the voice said softly. Your head shot up, a bit startled from the sudden interruption. You saw a rather awkward Draco standing in front of your table, with a soft smile on his face. You were quite shocked to see him here. The two of you rarely spoke to one another, only the basic small talks whenever you had a class together or passed each other in the halls. You had heard plenty of things about him, but never knew for sure what to think of him yourself. He always seemed so cold and closed off, even rude. But he never was rude towards you, which was odd. Not that he was particularly sweet either. But if you paid enough attention, there often would form a small smile on his face as he passed you or as your eyes locked for a short moment. Maybe that was just you overthinking things because you had a small crush on him. You didn’t even knew what you liked about him. Maybe his mysteriousness or his attractiveness. You barely knew him and that intrigued you in a way. There seems more to him than meets the eye. 

“Oh, hi”, you smiled a bit confused. You carefully closed your book, holding your finger between the pages you were reading. This way you could look at him with full attention. “How are you?”, he asked, still standing in the same spot with his hands behind his back. He looked a bit stiff, so naturally you signaled him to sit down on the chair that stood in front of him. “I’m fine, thank you. How are you?” you replied kindly, still unsure of where this conversation was going to go. “I’m good”, he ran his hand through his platinum locks. It looked so soft and shiny, making him even more attractive. The colour of his hair, fitted perfectly with his icy blue eyes. They always seemed to stand out against his dark shaded clothes. They hypnotized you with their intense stares and small sparkles of mystery.  You weren’t sure, but it seemed like he was nervous. He always kept a good posture, a smug smirk covering his face while his eyes were already judging the depths of your soul. He always came off a bit arrogant. While now he seemed more soft, which seemed odd. His shoulders slouched a bit, a small smile curving his lips, while shy eyes looked intensely at the wooden table, as if he tried to bore holes through it. But of course you never would know for sure, maybe he always was like this around his friends. Maybe his arrogant coldness was just an act. 

You sat in quiet for a little, while you pondered over your racing thoughts. Why did he sat with you in a nearly empty library. Only a few students were sat at the tables or in the comfortable chairs, either making homework or trying to read in peace. He sat with you while he could have fun with his friends instead. It wasn’t like you were that entertaining, for him at least. You hesitated a bit, before finally asking him the question that took all your attention. “Why didn’t you go to Hogsmeade today? Particularly with this beautiful weather, seems like a missed opportunity”. His eyes slowly went back up to meet yours, a smirk lightly taking the place of his previous soft smile. “I could be asking you the same”, he said smoothly. It was true though. Most people would call you mental for not going to Hogsmeade. But it just wasn’t your thing. “Well, I uhm, .. I didn’t want to go.. I rarely go to Hogsmeade. It’s always so crowded. I prefer the calmness here”, you answered honestly. You didn’t knew why you felt anxious telling him that, but it slowly crept onto you. Maybe you were afraid of what he would say. Nearly everyone loved Hogsmeade, so you must be out of your mind to not like it. But to your surprise he only smiled, nodding understandingly at your reply. You fiddled a bit with the hair elastic around your arm. “But you still haven’t answered my question though”, your voice sounded soft, nearly inaudible. Draco’s smile fell for a split second, before it regained its unusual brightness. “Well there wasn’t anything I wanted to see there”, he shrugged. Now it was your turn to nod. An awkward silence dared to fall over the two of you. You didn’t want the conversation to end yet, so you asked him another question that had sparked your curiosity. “What are your plans for today then?” 

It was only 10 in the morning. There were plenty of things he could choose from and more than enough time to fulfill them. “I thought.. that maybe.. I could spend the day with you”, he said as he leaned on his forearms to get a bit closer to you. A small, innocent smirk plastered onto his face, making him look that tad bit more attractive. You felt a light pink blush creep onto your cheeks and nose. You were taken back by his words. As if your ears had played some cruel trick on you. He couldn’t possibly want to spend time with you. “Excuse me?”, you asked shocked as your eyebrow pulled itself into an arch. Your voice must have sounded a bit harsh, because his face fell low. “I wanted to spend time with you”, he said unsure. Your face started to heat up more. He truly meant it. A happy tingling feeling filled your body, as excitement started to rise up. But you didn’t want to appear desperate, so you tried to answer him nonchalantly. “Okay, whatever flows your boat”, while those words flew out of your mouth, you picked up your book. You lifted it up high enough, so it would block your face from his view. It wasn’t a way to seem rude, but more so to hide your beet red face. You couldn’t believe he actually wanted to spend time with you. 

But that action must have given him another impression. He softly placed his finger on top of your book and pushed it down till your eyes were visible again. He had one eyebrow raised questionably, looking confused and a bit hurt. But even if your book was lower now, you still tried to continue your reading. It was hard to focus though. His eyes stared intensely at your figure. It was as if he was trying to find a way to your soul, and it worked. The longer you tried to ignore him, the harder it got. Your heart was racing, hammering against your chest. You started to tap your foot rapidly against the floor, hoping it would ease your anxiety.  

After a minute or maybe two, he decided he had enough of your behavior. He came to spend time with you, not to get ignored. He rudely took the book out of your hands. As he did so, your hands slightly brushed against one another. He closed the book onto the table, making a loud thud echo in the library Luckily the little amount of students cared too less to look up from their books. “Hey”, you exclaimed as your eyes stared into his, “How am I supposed to know what page I was on?” A small pout made its way onto your face, while you focused your angry glare on him. You crossed your arms in front of you, making you look like a little child. “Pfft, you will know”, he rolled his eyes. “No I won’t. I am not as smart as you”, you stated back annoyed. He looked puzzled at your statement. But it was true, you weren’t particularly smart. Surely not compared to him or Granger. You needed to put in twice the work to get an average grade. 

While he thought over a good response, you took your chance to subtly get your book back. His eyes stared at you, but his mind seemed somewhere else. As you kept your gaze onto him, you slowly leaned in closer. Your crossed arms were now leaning onto the table, while one of them was carefully reaching forward. You fingers softly slid over the table’s surface, making little to no sound at all. The smooth wooden surface gave you that advantage. Your eyes scanned his every move, but seemed to find none. He looked like he was stuck in a sea of thoughts, nearly drowning in them. You couldn’t keep quiet. It would give your intentions free more easily. “Besides, It’s still rude”, you decided to speak up, in hopes of getting the conversation going. Hoping that the conversation would keep his attention from your book, or wandering hand. In order to reach your book, you needed to tuck your legs underneath yourself. You were very close to the books, only a few more centimeters left. But that also meant that your face was nearing Draco’s. Not that you were focussed on that matter. Your eyes had subtly trailed of to your hand. You nearly could call out victory, only to be stopped by a bigger, but softer hand landing on top of yours. Draco’s hand felt warmer than you had expected.  As you allowed your eyes to meet his again, you were greeted with a smirking face. He leaned in only the smallest bit, nearly making your noses bump against one another. “Well, let me make it up to you”, he stated more than suggesting it. His minty breath softly fanned against your already heated up skin. Your cheeks returned to their beet red colour, as you started to realize how close you were to him. Never before had you seen his eyes from this close up. Every little speck of silver could be detected in his icy blue eyes. They were more mesmerizing than ever before. Draco’s smirk only grew wider at the sight of your reaction. He grabbed the book with his free hand, while the one that had laid on top of your smaller one, came to intertwine your fingers together. It was very unusual for Draco to show such sort of affection towards anyone, but you weren’t going to complain. It felt good to hold his hand.  He stood up, softly pulling you out of your seat too. You followed his lead towards the library doors. No further words were exchanged, till he suddenly handed you your book back. As you looked down to it, you saw he had saved the page you had ended on. “Thank you”, you mumbled, smiling to yourself. Your chest filled with an unknown warmth that slowly made its way throughout your body. It was a small, nearly non important, gesture. But to you, as a bookworm, it meant more. It was very sweet of him to do such a thin, while he always seemed so cold and cruel towards others. 

He led you out of Hogwarts, towards the Great lake. Where to your surprise nearly anyone could be found. It was odd, seen that often students came out here to relax and enjoy the view. But today you had the place almost to yourself. You immediately felt happier. The sun warmed your skin, while a soft spring breeze played with your hair and clothes. A wide smile was plastered on your face, as you hummed a soft melody. You swung your intertwined hands a little, showing your happiness to Draco. You didn’t noticed as he looked adoringly at you with a loving smile covering his face. The light made your skin glow, your smile warmed his heart and your eyes sparkled brighter than the lake ever could. He nearly lost himself. You came to a stop, when you spotted a nice place where you could sit. You felt Draco bump into you lightly, seemingly being in his thoughts. “Is it okay if we sit here?”, you smiled amused at him, as he slowly came out of his trance. “Yeah sure, where ever you like”. You quickly sunk to the ground, loving how the grass felt underneath your bare skin. It always tickled a bit. As Draco didn’t immediately followed your lead to sit, you pulled softly onto his sleeve. You patted the space next to you, gesturing him to sit there. Which he gladly did. 

The two of you soon fell into a comfortable conversation. It didn’t felt forced or strange. It had a natural flow to it, as if you had knew one another for years. Which technically you did, but you just had rarely talked to one another. You only had created an image of him from the information you got from others, but that was nowhere near the truth. As for now, you could base your image of him from your personal experience. You learned many things about the mysterious platinum blond. You had started off by telling him about your life back in your muggle home, while he offered some fun stories about his youth in the wizard world. You felt so comfortable that you even told him about the many times your grandparents had taken you to the beach. Each trip ended the same; with you crying over some weird object that had hurt your foot while you had been in the water. After those stories you had not much choices left, but to admit your fear of the unknowns of the ocean to Draco. You face had heat up form embarrassment, while he just smiled lovingly at you. He took your hand in his, caressing the skin softly with his thumb. “Don’t worry, everyone has fears”, he whispered, as he had lend in closer to your face. You held each other eyes for a while, just adoring the sweet moment. He started to tell you about his own fear for birds. White feathered peacocks to be particular. His dad loved them, still does. They always visited a farm where they had many of them, often looking if they could have one as a pet. But one day a white peacock decided to escape form his territory and attack him. It chased Draco down the farm, up to the road; till he eventually could escape by climbing in a tall tree. For hours the poor boy had been too scared to come back down. Since that day, Draco could never look at white birds the same. The story made you chuckle lightly, which he surprisingly did too. You two continued to share funny stories from past moments, having a good laugh. But you also discovered some unexpected similarities between you. Such as your love and passion for astronomy and nature. Both subjects held some fascinating secrets a human mind would never be able to understand. 

“Up for a quick swim?”,Draco suggested after hours of talking. You softly nudged his shoulder, looking at him with a suspicious face. “Just to get a cooling refreshment”, he added innocent, with his hands in the air as a sign of surrender. It would be nice to feel the cold water against your heated skin, after hours of sitting in the bright sun. But you weren’t sure. The Great lake was beautiful, but it also had unknown secrets. It is a wizard world after all, who knows what creatures or objects might hide into the depths of it. “Maybe later”, you kindly declined his offer. “It”ll be fun, I promise”, he tried to change your mind, as a soft smile covered his face. But a light smirk started to pull at the corners of his lips. You drifted your gaze off towards your lap, fiddling with your hands. You thought over some pro’s and con’s, scrunching your face in the process. You heard some movement from beside you, but payed it not much attention. You were too busy thinking off every possible outcome. “As tempting as it sounds, it’s still a no for now”, You mumbled softly. After speaking, you looked back up to him. Your eyes were met with a shirtless Draco, who was smirking mischievously. The sun shone brightly onto his now exposed skin, giving him a nice sun kissed glow. The shadows that were cast on his bare upper half, made his muscles look more prominent. They also accentuated his abs. They weren’t too prominent, but still enough to show off his good body. Your eyes quickly grew wide at the sight of him, while the heat easily returned to your already reddened face. Your cheeks and nose became a vibrant red, as you tried to avoid his gaze at all cost. “Okay, whatever you like”, he teased. He slowly made his way to the water, but looked behind him once more. His eyes met yours, as his smirk shone wider than ever. He winked at you, before jumping in the water. His action nearly made your heart explode, making it pump triple as hard. You laid flat out onto the grass, covering your hot face with your hands. A soft groan left your lips, as you tried to get a grip of yourself. After a few moments of breathing in the soft spring scent, you felt your heart ease a little. You flipped onto your stomach, face towards the water. You decided to continue your reading, in hopes to take your mind off your thoughts. But every so often, you caught yourself glancing to where Draco was swimming lazily around. His figure started to shrink a little as he made his way deeper into the water.  

- To be continued -

[apocalypseornaw]

Always be Yours-5

Word Count:4,476

Story Summary: Inspired by the 2 part I did of the same title. Follows Dean and Reader through season 9 into season 10

Chapter Summary: During a hunt a spell results with Dean tapping into his more k-9 nature

Warnings: ridiculousness along with the usual

After the interruption by Sam the night after Charlie left you expected Dean to find a moment to ask you whatever it was but it seemed as if he intended to act as if that moment had never happened between the two of you. Your bruises healed and with Kevin's mini vacation being over life in the bunker went back to as normal as it ever was.

You had just walked into the map room where Sam was sitting at the table when Dean walked in from the hall "Wow" you cut your eyes at him as you handed Sam a cup of coffee than sat across from him with your own "What?" Sam asked turning to look at his brother. "Kevin, I just poured some buffalo milk down his gob twice" you stifled a laugh. Poor kid was still recovering from Branson. "Buffalo milk?" Sam asked and without thinking you spoke over Dean "Hangover cure-all. Has everything in it except buffalo milk" Dean raised one eyebrow at you knowing what he meant and Sam not but luckily before he could comment on it Sam said what you were thinking "How is that kid still recovering from Branson?" "What can I say he's an amatuer. The slippery nipple shots at the Dolly Parton dixie stampede nearly killed the guy" "Not the slippery nipples" you muttered into your coffee and made both boys look your way with matching smirks before Sam told Dean he may have found a case.

"Are you sure you're up for a case Sammy?" Dean asked and you braced yourself for the ongoing back and forth where Sam would assure you and Dean both he was feeling fine and Dean would express his and yours concerns because the two of you actually knew what Sam's insides were like. "I am Dean. Look, Kevin's back on the heaven spell. Crowley's locked up so we should be out there doing what we do best. Plus we have Y/N here so three hunters are better than two"

Dean glanced your way but you kept your eyes trained on the coffee swirling around in your cup when Sam asked him "Are you at least going to listen?" Dean finally looked away from you and waved a hand "Go ahead" You turned to look at Sam as he started reading from the article "Taxidermist named Max Alexander crushed to death. Nearly every joint in his body dislocated, every bone broken. Poor guy is a human pretzel. You tell me what's got that kind of strength" "A demonic luchador?" Dean offered and the eye roll Sam gave him was deep enough you were certain Sam saw his own brain. "Shop's a couple hours away in Enid Oklahoma. We should at least check it out. Y/N you in?"

You looked up and shrugged "Sure, why not" Dean still hadn't said yes or not so Sam pushed "Unless there's some reason you think we shouldn't Dean" When you stayed quiet Dean finally let out a breath "Meet you both in the garage in twenty"

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You sat in the backseat of the impala doing your best not to look Dean's way so you busied yourself with talking to Sam,double checking emails from other hunters and even fussing with your suit jacket. When baby finally came to a stop outside of Mounted Treasures Taxidermy you were relieved to get out of close quarters. Maybe you needed a break from the bunker too? You'd decide after this case.

You fell in step behind Sam and let out a low whistle when you saw the words "DIE SCUM" written in what you hoped was just red paint on the side of the building. Dean cut his eyes at you "Subtle isn't it?" Sam pointed out a symbol on the end of the letter M. It was an upside down triangle with a paw print inside. "I don't recognize it" you said before Sam took a photo "We'll look it up later"

Dean opened the door and motioned for you to go ahead so you smirked "Age before beauty" he rolled his eyes but stepped inside so you walked in between him and Sam. The interior of the building was even less welcoming than the message on the wall "The creep factor just skyrocketed" Dean muttered and you nodded in agreement glancing around at all the mounted animals lining the walls.

When Dean spoke the officer who you were assuming was in charge of the scene turned and spotted the three of you "Woah woah woah" You knew the drill so you had your badge out before Sam did the introductions "Agents Michaels, Deville and Jameson" motioning to Dean, himself than you in turn. The officer immediately turned a lot friendlier "The body's already went to the morgue just wrapping it up with Dave Stephens" then explained that Mr Stephens was who discovered the body. You glanced at the back room then back to the officer when he added "Sure a shame. I used to go hunting with Max. He was a real good egg"

"Sorry for your loss" Dean told him and you nodded in agreement. The officer thanked you both so Dean then said "Mind showing my partners around? I just got a couple questions for Mr Stephens" The officer nodded "Ok, Come on"

You walked in behind Sam and spotted the "Game of thrones" themed animals on the desk and nudged Sam. He picked one up and turned getting Dean's attention. If looks could actually scold anyone the look Dean threw at you and Sam was Bobby level scolding so you smirked then took the animal from Sam and replaced it with the others. You turned back to Sam "So emf? Hex bags?" he shrugged "You take emf, I'll look for the bags"

After a few minutes with no luck you and Sam headed back to the front room. Dean excused himself from Mr Stephens and the officer when he saw the two of you coming. "Excuse us"

"So?" Sam asked. "We got a thief jonesing for animal parts, a pagan symbol and a human pretzel" Dean said so you replied "Yeah it sounds all witchy but there's no hex bags or proof of anything we normally deal with every being here" So Dean shrugged "Well let's keep digging" then you noticed him look up at an owl that was on the wall before he added "Just not here" You looked at the owl then back at Dean "Did he insult you? Should I defend your honor here?" he smirked "I just don't like the way that thing's looking at me"

You were walking back to baby when Dean cut his eyes at you "Y/N, you good with one room or do we need two?" you shrugged "I'm fine with one" so he nodded "One it is"

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Dean was going through his bag and you were coming out of the bathroom when Sam said "The symbol in the graffiti..It's not wiccan, It's copywritten" You walked over to where he was sitting on the foot of one of the beds and leaned over his shoulder to look at the screen then up at Dean "Local animal rights group, Enid's answer to PETA" Sam turned the screen around and Dean read over the screen "S.N.A.R.T? You got to be kidding me" "Well it makes sense that an animal right's group would have an axe to grind with a taxidermist" you offered pushing off Sam's shoulder to stand back up.

"Why? The animal's already dead" Dean asked and Sam responded "Yeah but hunters are what keeps them in business" Dean rolled his eyes and Sam added "Now the question is are those bleeding hearts actually witches or just hippies?" "What's the difference?" Dean asked and you laughed under your breath "We can shoot the witches?"

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Gentle Earth Vegan Bakery was listed on S.N.A.R.T'S website so that was where you all headed. When you stepped in the door Dean looked around then said "Always knew I'd find the source of all evil at a vegan bakery" you tilted your head then said "Just wish I would've packed my leather jacket just to screw with them" and was rewarded with a wink from Dean and an eye roll from Sam.

Sam sniffed and his nose scrunched up "What's that smell?" "Patchouli" Dean answered and when you and Sam both looked his way he added "Mixed with depression from meat deprivation" you shook your head then noticed that the guy behind the counter was wearing sunglasses so you nudged Dean who followed your line of sight "Know who wears sunglasses inside?" You asked and he answered "Blind people and douchebags?" you shrugged "Point for the eldest Winchester. Sammy try to keep up"

You followed the boys to the counter then spoke "Olivia and Dylan Camrose?" the man and woman behind the counter looked your way "Yes ma'am?" "You two are members of S.N.A.R.T.? correct?" you asked and Olivia smiled "Founders and Co Presidents actually" then held up a pamphlet "Can we interest you in some literature?" Sam shook his head politely so Dylan offered a flax seed scone that was wheat, gluten and sugar free. "I'm gonna stop you right there" Dean interrupted "We're here to investigate the death of Max Alexander, local taxidermist" "He's dead?" Olivia choked out and appeared to be genuine. "You knew him?" you asked and she looked at Dylan before answering "Ish. Small town"

"Well he was murdered last night and a S.N.A.R.T. logo was found at the crime scene" you told her and wished she'd take those damn glasses off so you had a chance of catching a reaction of some sort. "You two wouldn't happen to know anything about that would you?" Sam pushed looking between the two of them.

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Olivia and Dylan were a bust. Turned out while they were tagging the taxidermy place the night before they got spooked by a hissing sound and ran into the alley where they ended up getting maced. You didn't miss the irony of it but remained quiet when they removed their sunglasses to show their faces.

With no other leads you headed back to the motel to change and dig a little deeper because the "mace" on Dylan and Olivia didn't look like any macing you nor Sam had ever seen.

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You sat across from Sam while he typed into his laptop and took the beer Dean offered you. "Necrosis" Sam announced so Dean asked "Necrosis?" "Premature death of tissue, that's why their eyes were all messed up and it's not caused by mace" "Then what caused it?" you asked while Dean leaned over Sam to look at the screen.

"Blunt force, radiation, venom" Dean read off. "As in snake?" you asked and Sam shrugged "Taxidermist was constricted. Olivia and Dylan heard hissing and they were sprayed in the eyes" "By venom" you finished and took a sip of the beer.

"So we talking some sort of freaky ass snake monster?" Dean guessed sitting next to you on the chair and you shook your head at him but refused to move. Sam looked between you two then shrugged "Maybe but the weird thing is, snakes either envenomate or constrict. No snake does both" "Correction, freaky ass mega snake monster. Awesome" you scoffed which made Sam chuckle and offer "Could be a vetala?" "Yeah but they're not afraid to sink their fangs in" Dean brushed off the suggestion and you agreed "Taxidermist was bite free. Doesn't fit the profile"

Sam sighed "So we call Kevin? get him to look some stuff up?" "Best option we have at the moment" Dean agreed.

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With nothing else to do for the day Dean went to grab some food so all of you could eat and attempt to get a little sleep. You were sitting at the table in the room and Sam cleared his throat so you glanced up "Yeah?" you could tell he was wanting to say something but also not risk you getting upset at whatever it was so you stared at him expectantly "Just say it Sam"

He scratched behind his ear as he stood up and walked over to sit across from you "Is there something going on between you and Dean?" you didn't have to act in that moment because you were honestly confused "Huh?" he shrugged "Lots of conversations just from looks being passed back and forth. Dean worried about you leaving the bunker. The couple times I've walked into a room and the two of you jump apart.." You shook your head "There's nothing like that going on Sam. Just when you got so sick after the trials I guess it just pushed me back fully into your lives and then after the two of you talked me into moving into the bunker we're close quarters and all" He didn't look too awfully convinced but nodded nonetheless "Ok, I mean I just wanted to say I wouldn't have an issue with it. You both deserve someone to make you happy and if that happens to be each other.." you held up a hand to cut him off "We're friends Sam. That's it" about that time the door opened and Dean walked in carrying bags of food and soda and looked over at you and Sam "You two good?" you nodded "If you got my cheeseburger we are" and Dean grinned and held the bag out "Got your one and my three"

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You ended up sleeping in the same bed as Sam with you under the blanket and him sleeping on top of it. When you woke up Dean was making coffee and looked over "Sleep good?" you glared at Sam's side of the bed since he was already in the shower "Fucker snores, next time you're scooting over"

He smirked at that "Anytime you want in my bed just say the word" you bit the inside of your cheek to stop the warmth from spreading through your face, caused by his words then climbed out of the bed "Can I have a cup?" Dean held out the one in his hand "Here, we take it the same and I'll just grab me another one" you took it with a smile and teased "Dean Winchester dances and gives his coffee to a damsel in distress" He laughed "Sweetheart you may be a damsel, there may be times you are in distress but I haven't seen a lot you can't handle"

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By the time you made it out the shower Dean was knocking on the door to tell you to go with the fed suit instead of usual jeans and t-shirt. There was another body on the ground at the animal shelter.

The body was of the guy who worked the front counter at the shelter. He had claw marks down the side of his face and according to the cops all the cats that had been registered at the shelter were now missing. "So yesterday snake monster, today killer kitty?" Dean scoffed and you cut your eyes at Sam who said "I don't know" Dean stopped both of you and pointed at a pen "Doesn't that mutt look familiar?" "He's from the first crime scene isn't he?" you asked and Sam doubled checked the clipboard on the pen and nodded.

"So he's been at both crime scenes, suspect?" you asked looking at Dean who agreed with you by saying "Could be a skinwalker or a shapeshifter" "Doesn't really look like a monster to me" Sam was looking at the dog but Dean had already dug a silver coin out of his pocket "One way to find out" Dean squatted and called the dog to the gate. He rubbed the coin behind the dog's ears but there was no reaction. "Well at least the pooch isn't the killer?" you said about the time the officer from the first crime scene walked up and the taxidermist's dog started barking until the officer took his hat off. He spoke to Sam but Dean noticed what you did especially when the dog once again started barking when the officer put his hat back on.

"Can we borrow your hat?" you asked and he handed it over. You held it right over Dean's head and the dog started barking until you pulled the hat down. You cut your eyes at Dean then handed the hat back. The officer snarled "Good luck getting adopted" at the dog and you had the strongest urge to punch the damn cop.

Sam read the clipboard again "So Colonel's not a suspect" "He's a witness" Dean confirmed. You squatted down and scratched Colonel's head "You speak sign language buddy?" he whined at you and tilted his head so you could scratch further. Sam perked up "No but there may be another option" and pulled his phone out. You curiously looked at Dean who shrugged until Sam said "Hey Kevin, it's me.. how do we speak to a dog?"

The shelter let you take Colonel with you so you sat in the backseat of baby with him laid across your lap back to the motel.

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Kevin called back with the spell about the same time you made it back to the motel so Sam was currently combining the ingredients? while Dean sat across the table and you sat on the floor next to the table with Colonel. "So it's an Inuit spell?" you asked. Sam looked up from the bowl "Yeah, who knew the men of letters had its own eskimo section?"

"And it's supposed to let us communicate with the Colonel?" Dean asked looking at the dog who had his head laying in your lap where you were sitting leaned against Dean's chair. "Yeah..well that's the plan" Sam plucked a few hair from the Colonel then explained that it was a sort of animal/human mind meld which meant if it worked whoever drank it would be able to read the Colonel's thoughts.

You watched Sam pour the foul looking concoction and was glad when Dean grabbed it "I'll do it" he looked into the cup and at the face you were making "Doesn't look so bad" he downed it in a gulp and his entire face twisted for a moment "I was wrong"

Dean read off the spell but the Colonel barely moved. Dean tried to talk to him but to no avail so it was decided to get some lunch then call Kevin for more ideas.

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You were sitting on the foot of one of the beds when Dean looked at the Colonel "What?" "What?" you and Sam echoed. "Shut up! It's working" Dean clarified then looked back at the Colonel "Say that again" after a moment Dean said "Dennis DeYoung's not a punk" you were more than a little lost but amused that the dog was apparently arguing with Dean. "Dean! Focus!"

"Oh yeah" he looked back at the Colonel "Hey boy, what were you trying to tell us about the coyboy hat?" you and Sam sat watching the scene unfold which even though the two of you could only hear one side it was clear there was a full conversation happening. "and the pothead too?" Dean asked and Sam glanced at you then turned his attention back to them. Sam threw a balled up napkin in the trash and told Dean to ask about the cats. Dean threw the paper back to Sam then asked about the cats. "I don't want this" Sam told him then chunked the napkin again.

You laughed when you realized that the mind meld was more than talking when Dean once again retrieved the napkin and said that the guy who was doing the killings smelled like ground chuck, soap suds and old lady cream. Sam finally held up the napkin "Dean, what are you doing?" Dean scratched his head in the same spot the Colonel had kept urging you to scratch on his "I don't know"

When Dean started beating on the window yelling at the mailman you fell over on the bed laughing "Dean's a dog dude!"

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While Sam called Kevin to check side effects on the spell you sat between Dean and the Colonel. You weren't really paying attention to either until the Colonel bumped your knee so you absentmindedly scratched his head. It made you freeze when Dean let out a light whimper and you looked to see he was looking at your other hand "Are you serious?" he looked at the colonel "He's being smug that you're scratching his head" The colonel looked up at you and if you'd ever seen a dog laugh it was in that moment so you scooted over so you scratch Dean's head too. He let out a contented sigh and laid his head over on your thigh.

Sam hung up and arched an eyebrow at your current position so you stopped scratching both of them despite the whimpers so he could explain the spell's side effects which was what Dean was experiencing.

A few words were passed between Dean and the Colonel and you had to laugh again when Dean announced "I don't have the urge to sniff butts" "Dean?" you asked and he seemed offended "No! Sam how long will this last?" "Kevin doesn't know" he replied and you ran a hand across your face, as if your life could get weirder.

Dean pulled a candy bar out of his jacket pocket and you grabbed it out of his hand "Woah! What the hell Y/N?" you motioned to the Colonel "Dogs can't have chocolate Dean. Do you really want to test it?" the Colonel looked at you and let out a sharp bark so you looked back at Dean "What'd he say?" Dean glared at the dog then answered "He said you're cute for a human and smart" "Aww, thank you" you cooed rubbing the Colonel's back and could've sworn Dean let out a light growl of all things? Sam looked between the three of you then said "Let's head back to the shelter to see if we can find more clues because I swear Dean's getting jealous over a dog" "Am not" Dean argued but cut his eyes at the Colonel as he spoke.

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After you and Sam having to de escalate an argument between Dean and a pigeon you were in tears from laughing as you climbed in the backseat with the Colonel and it only got worse when they both wanted to hang their head out of the windows.

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When you got the shelter Dean argued with the Colonel for a second before saying "Y/N, he wants you to hold his leash" you winked at the Colonel then grabbed his leash as you climbed out and held the door open for him "C'mon big guy" he climbed out behind you and looked up at Dean who glared at the dog. "Quit being smug you asshole"

Watching Dean interrogate dogs was somewhere between just weird and the absolute best entertainment you'd had in years. A yorkie turned out to be a star witness and wanted a belly rub from Sam in return for information. You stood there watching Sam scratch the yorkie while chewing your bottom lip to not laugh. Apparently the whatever you were after had a sweet tooth for cats according to the yorkie.

The burlap sack the guy had taken the cats from the shelter in had "Avant-Garde Cuisine" written on it so that was finally a solid lead along with a vague description of the guy.

When you were about to leave Dean said "Hold up" and passed you the Colonel's leash then went back and opened all the cages. You shook your head with a laugh when he said "Ok, now let's go"

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You were once again herded between Sam and Dean as the three of you walked into the restaurant after Sam picked the lock. In the first office you found a photo of "Chef Leo" who wore a cowboy hat like the yorkie had described along with a frickin pharmacy worth of pain meds.

You were going through a drawer when Dean said "Did you hear that?" you glanced at Sam the shook your head "No?" "Sounded like little kids" Dean explained so you stood up straight and strained your ears to no avail.

It turned out to be a cage of rats who lead Dean to the fridge that contained everything from cheetah liver to grizzly heart while Sam found a shamanism spell book. According to the book whatever animal organ you ingested along with the right mix of hoodoo and spices resulted in the temporary gain of the power of that said animal.

Meaning owl brains for IQ, Cheetah liver for speed..etc

A clanging drew all of your attention so Sam killed the only light in the room and you all pulled your guns and flashlights then headed out into the hall.

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The hall was empty so you moved into the kitchen clearing each corner carefully. There was a lone cook so when he asked who you were Dean said you were all from the health department for a surprise inspection.

He told you all that the reason the restaurant was closed was due to the chef having a private party and would be there any minute. "In that case you're shut down" you ordered and glanced at Sam who added "You're clearly in violation of penal code eight fourteen" "You heard em! Out Now" Dean barked out and they quickly moved to comply.

Dean took the front, you took the halls and Sam took the back to try to find the chef. Working plan was to simply empty a clip into his head and hope for the best.

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After a fight with the good chef Leo resulting in Sam getting knocked out, you getting slashed on the arm and Dean calling in an entire pack of dogs as assistance the good chef got exactly what he had coming.

When Dean ran back into the kitchen you were crouched over Sam trying to wake him up. "C'mon Sam!" "Y/N!" Dean hollered so you shouted "OVER HERE" he slid to a stop at your side and crouched next to you "He's alive Dean" he let of a breath of relief when Sam finally stirred. "Thank god" Dean helped Sam to his feet then looked at your arm "Do you need stitches?" you shook your head "I don't think so"

The three of you made it outside in enough time to see some bloody dogs running away from the heap that had been chef Leo.

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After getting the Colonel adopted out to Olivia and Dylan you hit the road back to the bunker. The only unfortunate thing was chef Leo had put some doubt in Sam's head by asking what Sam was. From what you and Dean could piece together Leo had slit Sam's throat and Zeke healed him. Wasn't like the two of you could tell him that so instead you convinced him that Leo was simply out of his head.

When Dean pulled out onto the road he shot you a look in the mirror and you met his gaze fully. "It'll be ok" you mouthed and he smiled then turned his eyes to the road.

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Instructor: Part 4 - Billy Hargrove Imagine

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As always with Billy’s life, things didn’t go to plan. Max showed up after lunch to tell him that Neil and her mother wanted a date night so he would need to pick her up from the arcade. Y/N could see how much this pissed Billy off, and she was pretty sure if she hadn’t placed her hand on his shoulder, he would have told Max where she could shove her request. Y/N rubbed her thumb in slow circles, and could practically feel the tension leaving Billy’s body. Max pointed out at least it meant that he wouldn’t have to see his father that night, and with that thought in his head, Billy quickly perked up. Y/N insisted they could just meet up the next day, that it was no problem. Of course, she was disappointed. Meeting Billy Hargrove in a motel was probably every girls dream night. But Y/N didn’t want Billy to get in trouble with his father. She had seen what happened when his father was angry.

The day went quickly after that, both of the teenagers were busy with their jobs. Still, Y/N would steal a glance at Billy now and again and was surprised to get a genuine smile in response. He actually looked...happy. It was a strange look on the usually angry boy, but it was a good strange. Y/N couldn’t help but feel proud that it was her that caused that heart melting smile on his face. Before she knew it, the day was over and everyone had left the pool. She had a quick shower and pulled on her shorts over her swimsuit, her wet hair splayed against her back. She heard a few soft knocks on the lockers behind her, and was met with the sight of Billy leaning against them.

“You look good” Billy announced, followed by a frown, as if he hadn’t meant to say that aloud.

“Right back at you” Y/N grinned, letting her eyes trail down Billy’s wet chest.

“Sorry about, y’know the whole thing with Max” Billy stated, surprising Y/N.

“Billy Hargrove apologising? Jesus, have I broken you or something?” Y/N giggled, as Billy shook his head with a smile.

“Well I know I was looking forward to it, so I guess it must have been like a wet dream to you” Billy smirked, as Y/N blushed lightly.

“God, I wish I had never told you that I liked you now” She exclaimed, grabbing a towel for her hair.

“If I’m remembering right you said you liked me from the first day you met me” Billy teased.

“Well I’m liking you less and less by the second” She mocked, as Billy approached her.

“Now we both know that’s not true” Billy grinned, tucking some of her wet hair behind her ear.

“Aren’t you going to be late picking up Max?” Y/N asked.

“I’ve always got time for you, Y/N” Billy flirted, but he did take a quick glance at his watch.

They went on talking for some time, as Y/N only realised how late it was getting when she realised her long hair had almost dried.

“Oh shit, it’s almost 10, weren’t you supposed to pick Max up like an hour ago?” Y/N pointed out, as she looked at the clock on the wall.

“Fuck” Billy mumbled, as he grabbed his bag and her wrist with his other hand.

Y/N watched as his hands fumbled with the lock on the fence which enclosed the pool. She had never seen Billy scared before and right now he was terrified. The pair came to a halt when they walked into the parking lot and saw Max and an older man leaning against Billy’s car. Y/N turned to Billy, who looked like he just had all the air knocked out his lungs.

“I’ll see you tomorrow” Billy told her, taking a step forward.

“Hey, no. I’m not going, not yet at least” Y/N insisted.

“Y/N, you don’t know what my dad’s like” Billy exclaimed.

“Actually, I think I do. And that’s why I’m coming with you” Y/N explained, but Billy still didn’t look convinced.

“C’mon, he’s less likely to try anything while I’m here, right?” Y/N suggested, as Billy realised she knew a lot more than she let on.

When the pair were a metre away from the car, Billy’s father began to speak, anger clear in his voice.

“Max was waiting outside the arcade for an hour. Anything could have happened to her. She was your responsibility-” Neil began, but Y/N cut him off.

“Mr Hargrove, I’m sorry, this is all my fault. I was asked to lock up the pool tonight, but it was so late and getting dark so I asked Billy to wait for me. Who knows what creeps are lurking around at this hour?” Y/N explained, raising an eyebrow at the older man.

“Well, I appreciate that but Billy needs to learn to take responsibility for his own actions” Neil insisted.

“So, he should have just left me here instead?” Y/N retorted, as she could see the barely held anger in the man bubbling to the surface.

“...Just take Max home now. We’ll talk about this in the morning” Neil announced, as he shoved past his son, roughly.

The three of them watched as Neil walked over to his own car, as a woman in the passenger seat waved at Max. Y/N couldn’t help but wonder why anyone would want to be married to such a disgusting excuse of a man.

“I...I didn’t know what to do. When you didn’t turn up it was dark and there were these men outside the arcade so I called my mum but then Neil answered and-” Max stuttered, feeling guilty.

“Don’t sweat it” Billy shook his head, as Y/N noticed his hands were still shaking.

“You could always stay at my house if you wanted...my parents are out of town” Y/N said, fearing what would come in the morning for Billy.

“We haven’t even gone on our date yet, and your already asking me to sleep over?” Billy smirked, his mask firmly back on.

“Sleeping on the couch” Y/N clarified.

“Well, I know how desperate you are to spend time with me...but it’ll only be worse if my dad comes home and finds I’m not there” Billy stated, as Y/N.

“In that case, do you mind giving me a lift home? I missed the last bus” Y/N pointed out, as Billy nodded.

He opened the passenger door for her with a smile, as Max watched the pair with confusion.

“What’s this about a date?” Max questioned, a small smile on her face.

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