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sugarbooger513 · 2 years

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Nanny (Arataki Itto x reader)

I have been putting this fic off for so long. I must apologize to my best friend @katgalle for the absolute cockblock I have been over this fic. I'm very happy with how it turned out. Hope y'all enjoy.

WC: 4.2k

Warnings: Breeding kink, daddy kink, oral (fem receiving), fingering (fem receiving), pet names, modern AU, single dad, mentions of divorce, tummy bulge, size kink, soft ending, Itto is so in love

As soon as the sun rises, so do you. Your day starts early and it’s pretty rare that it ends before dusk.

You stretch your arms above your head before jumping out of the inviting warmth of the bed in your boss’s house. Well… it’s also your house.

You started working for Mr. Arataki around a year ago as a babysitter for his twins. He has always paid well and offered you the extra room last month so that he could hire you as a live-in nanny.

It all works out well for you. You adore the cute little twins, and they seem to look towards you as a strong female role in their life.

Not to mention that their father is quite the catch. Tall, strong, handsome, and even funny.

He never gives you details on what happened with the twins’ mother. All you know is she is no longer in any of their lives. You can only assume it’s for good reason.

As you finish adjusting your blouse, you can already hear the delighted squeals of the children from downstairs. Then, a loud roar booms.

“I’m the big bad oni, here to steal your souls! Give them here!”

The shrieks from the kids, paired with Mr. Arataki’s own laughter, makes your stomach do flips.

He must hate how often he’s gone. There’s never a doubt in your mind that he loves his children. Even when he’s exhausted from work, he makes time to play with them, read them stories, or just cuddle on the couch.

You decide that you should make your way downstairs before the little ones think you’re lost.

Little Amelia, who has the same crimson eyes and snow white hair as her father, is the first to notice you. She wiggles away from her dad’s grip to greet you with a big hug.

“Y/N! Dada said he has the day off today!”

You scoop her up with a giggle. “Oh? That’s amazing! What does he have planned for today then?”

Rylen tugs at the crimson horns on Mr. Arataki’s head, making his dad let out a playful ‘ouch!’

“We’re gonna go to the park with him! We totally have to show him the awesome fort you helped make!”

“Well first,” you kiss Amelia’s cheek before walking over to place one on Rylen’s head, “I have to get some food into those tummies.”

“Oh,” Mr. Arataki looks away from you, suddenly a bit bashful, “I fed them. I made you a plate, too. Just some pancakes and fruit. Not nearly as good as yours, but I thought you could use a bit of a break.”

Your own cheeks warm at the sincerity of his words. “S-sir, surely you’re still tired from working so late last night. Please, don’t worry about me. But.. thank you. That was very sweet.”

“Ah.. it was nothing. What would you like to drink?”

“Sir, let me-”

Suddenly, Rylen and Amelia speak at the same time. “Orange juice, no pulp.”

Your eyebrow twitches slightly. “Snitches.”

Mr. Arataki snorts his laughter, placing his son on the floor. “Ahhh, kids are just so helpful. One orange juice, zero pulp coming up. Rylen, can you and Amelia start getting ready to go while Y/N finishes her breakfast?”

The twins nod, taking off towards their bedroom upstairs.

“Mr. Ara-”

“Itto, please. You talk to me as if we have a huge age gap… Well..” He suddenly blushes.

You can’t help but giggle at his nervousness. “Ah, seven years isn’t much. Still, don’t you want to spend time alone with them, M- Itto?”

You don’t catch the way he has to bite down on the inside of his cheek when you call him by his name so casually.

“You’re crazy, right? You’re part of our family. They want you there just as much as I do.. I mean, I want you there just.. Shit. Take your orange juice from me.”

You take the juice with shaky hands, gulping down the shocked yelp that almost erupted from you.

He wants you to come with? Not just the kids?

He rubs the back of his neck, gently pushing your pancakes towards you. “You mentioned you loved (favorite fruit), so I made sure to pick some up on my way home yesterday.”

You mumble a soft ‘thank you’ before digging into the breakfast. The pancakes weren’t warm anymore, but they tasted pretty good. Pair it with the fruit and it was actually great.

Once you finish and wash your plate, Itto grins. “Were they okay?”

“They were great, sir. Thank you so much.”

His cheeks dust pink, actually taken back from the compliment. “Oh.. I uh- you’re welcome. They were just.. From a box.”

“Dada, Y/N, park time!” Rylen’s insistent voice makes both of you laugh.

“Oops- it seems he gets that from me. Ready to go?”

“Of course. Do you already have the car seats in your car?”

He chuckles. “Bought extra ones just so we don’t have to constantly move them between our cars. Wanna buckle Amelia in while I handle our little loudmouth?” He ruffles Rylen’s snowy hair playfully.

Your eyes widen slightly. He called Rylen.. Ours.. “Of course. Come on sweetie.” Amelia is more than happy to be scooped into your arms.

Once you make it to Itto’s car, the two of you are quick to get the kids strapped in. Amelia grabs her stuffed monkey that always seems to be within her reach, while Rylen grabs a random rubiks cube that was on the floorboard.

“Son,” Itto chuckles as he gets into the driver’s seat, “if you figure that out, tell me. You’ll be smarter than your old man.”

Rylen lets out a laugh, carefully watching the way the cube colors switch as he plays with it. “Dad, I’m already smarter than you.”

He did not just-

Itto’s eyes shoot open wide as you cover your mouth to try and stifle the series of giggles.

“Son, did you just roast me?!”

When Rylen doesn’t answer, you do. “I think he did, Itto.”

“Well, ouch, my pride.”

Amelia’s small voice pipes in. “You have pride?”

“Hey! I’m taking the two of you to the park and you wanna team up on me? What is this?!”

The rest of the car ride is filled with laughter, despite the fact that the kids absolutely flame Itto. Still, it seems to make him very happy that all of you can play together like this.

As soon as the kids are freed from the confines of their seatbelts, they make a break for the swings as if there are other kids here. News flash, there aren’t.

“Twins, I swear. They really think I’m lame.”

You reach out, gently placing one of your hands on his bicep. Your gentle touch makes him glance over at you.

“No one thinks you’re lame, Itto. You’re just funny to pick on cause you get loud.”

He playfully rolls his eyes. “Admitting you don’t find me lame, are we?”

You tilt your head. “I’ve never found you lame, Itto. You’re a great person.”

Itto chuckles, but it sounds fake. “Ya think so?”

You’ve never seen him insecure, so the way his crimson eyes lose their arrogant gleam makes you worry. Does he really think bad of himself?

“I know so. Don’t you?”

He glances at you from the corner of his eye, obviously trying to find the words to say. “Well.. not to sound like some grandpa or anything, but one day you’ll find someone in this world you’ll love, see a future with, and their opinion alone will.. Well,” he lets out a sigh, eyes now focused on Rylen and Amelia swinging, “it’ll shape how you see yourself.”

You can’t help but frown at the uncharacteristic seriousness in his voice. “Your.. ex wife found you lame?”

He sighs softly, letting a fake smile appear on his face. “It doesn’t matter what she said. Not anymore. I’m over her because my family thinks I’m pretty alright.”

He shoves his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants, chuckling as Rylen falls onto his butt when he tries to jump off the swing. He notices his dad watching him and waves, letting out small laughs of his own.

“They really admire you, Itto. Every day I’m told that ‘dad is so cool’ or ‘dad is my hero’.”

“I hope it never changes. I know one day it will, but a man can dream.” He finally meets your eyes, smiling softly. “And how about you?”

You blink in confusion. “Me? What about me?”

“Well, I did say my family finds me pretty alright. That includes the girl sleeping in my spare room.”

Your face warms, making you look away from his sharp eyes. Damn, there’s no way he doesn’t notice at this point.

And you’re right to think that.

A sense of pride fills his chest when he notices the red creep its way onto the apples of your cheeks. You start to play with your own fingers, desperately trying to find your words.

He finds it intoxicating.

No matter how you see yourself, how you think your body looks, you're so small to him. He can easily pick you up, shove you against whatever surface is closest to him and-

“Itto, I already said you’re great. Did you not hear me the first time?” Your soft reply snaps him out of his thoughts.

“I did, I just wanted to hear it again.”

The rest of the day is spent playing with Rylen and Amelia at the park. After that, Itto declared that ending the day with takeout sounded awesome, so that’s where you four had dinner.

The twins really know how to tire both you and Itto out, but you can’t have imagined it being a better day.

It really made you feel like the four of you were a happy little family of your own. Itto even gave you a few hugs, obviously ecstatic to have some time with everyone.

Rylen yawns, snuggling into the crook of your neck while you rub his back. “I-I’m so sleepy..”

You watch as Itto finishes buckling in Amelia. “I know, buddy. Let's get you home and in bed, okay?”

He nods, squeaking when his dad takes him from your arms gently. “Sorry, kiddo, gotta buckle you in.”

“I can do it, dada.”

Itto smiles, albeit a bit sadly. “Let your old man do it for a bit longer, ‘kay?”

As he buckles his son in, you walk around to get in the car. Itto isn’t long after you, smiling softly as he buckles himself up.

“So, bed as soon as we get home?”

The kids don’t answer with words, but with small snores. You can’t help but giggle when you look back and see them already asleep.

“I think they agree.”

“Me too. Y/N, are you gonna go to sleep too?”

Truth be told, you were almost asleep on your feet during dinner. These kids have too much energy. For some reason, the words that come from your mouth don’t reflect your thoughts.

“Eh, probably not. I’ll just read until I’m tired. Why?”

He smiles, reaching his hand over to gently pat your leg. The sudden contact makes you jump slightly, but he doesn't seem to react to it.

“I was thinking that we could spend some time together, just talking. Does that sound okay?”

“O-of course, sir.” By the archons, you scream in your mind, just fucking touch me.

As if reading your mind, his long fingers dance their way up your thigh, gently squeezing as they do. “Good girl..”

You swallow hard, trying to control your breathing as he teases you, but it still comes out heavy and ragged.

“Y/N,” his whisper is suddenly harsh, “tell me to stop if you’re uncomfortable.”

You want to scream no at him, beg him to continue, but the words are on the tip of your tongue and refuse to come out. Besides, the kids are sleeping in the backseat. You look behind the two of you at their slumped bodies, whimpering softly.

“They.. not here..”

He immediately moves his hand lower on your thigh, still caressing it with soft strokes of his thumb.

“Does that mean you still want to do.. Anything?”

You nod, placing one of your hands on his. “P-please? Just.. at home?”

He grins, a boyish excitement taking over his features. Despite that, he lets go of your thigh to grab your hand and bring it to his lips, gently kissing each knuckle. “I can do that. Hell, I’ve already waited this long,” He pulls into the driveway, smirking at you, “what’s five more minutes?”

With that, he hops out of the car, leaving you frozen in your seat.

“Can you grab Rylen for me, Y/N?”

“Y-yes sir! Of course!”

You help him unload the half asleep kids, somehow barely managing to wake them in the process. Once inside, the two of you make your way upstairs, opening the twins’ shared room to place them in their beds.

As always, you place a kiss on Rylen’s head before moving to Amelia, doing the same. Itto follows behind you, whispering to each child that he loves them.

Once the two of you get to the door, you reach down to flick on their little snail night light before turning out the overhead.

“Sweet dreams, babies. I’ll see you two in the morning.”

The twins hum in response, but it’s only Amelia that speaks.

“Night night, momma. Night night, dada.”

Your eyes shoot open, but the feeling of Itto’s hand on your lower back quiets you.

“Goodnight, my angels.” He shuts their door, gently leading you downstairs. “Did she offend you back there?”

“N-no, of course not! I just wasn’t expecting that.”

He chuckles softly, finally taking his hand from your back once the two of you make it downstairs. “I’m glad. Wait, I mean I’m glad she didn’t offend you, not that.. Ugh. Whatever, you know what I mean.”

His awkwardness is suddenly back, causing him to rub the back of his neck, unable to look you in the eye. “About.. Earlier.. Are you still interested in.. ya know..”

Your face warms again, making you gulp down your nerves. Why must he be hot and sensible? “I mean.. I-I have been for a while and.. I’d hate to miss out..” That came out way more awkward than you intended.

However, your words seem to spark something in his gaze, making him look in your direction with a smirk. “A while? Why haven’t you mentioned it?”

He expects an answer. You know he gets worried if anything goes unanswered for him. “Well… you’re my boss who was going through a rough divorce. That would be.. Very inappropriate. Besides, I worry that the kids would find it weird.”

He chuckles, placing his thumb and forefinger on your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes. The crimson hues are filled with what you can only describe as hunger.

“Divorce is finalized.. I told you that when it happened. The kids love you, so what would they find weird?”

You gulp at how gently his long nails run along your skin. His eyes follow what you can only imagine is a trail from them. His scarlet eyes find yours in a heated gaze, but he only stares at you. He doesn’t say anything else.

He’s obviously waiting for you to speak.

“I.. well I’ve been their Nanny for some time now and.. And people around here know that. Aren’t you worried how everyone else would-”

Your rambling is cut off by Itto shoving you into the nearest wall and slamming his lips to yours. The kiss is full of teeth and tongue, neither of you caring about anything but being as close to each other as possible.

His large hands slide under your ass, squeezing it harshly and lifting you as if you weigh nothing. You let out a squeak, wrapping your legs around his waist as he grins cockily at you.

“Fuck what they think, I want you. Come on now, Y/N,” one hand comes up and suddenly wraps around your neck, “tell daddy you want to be his good little girl.”

Your eyes roll back when he gently squeezes the sides of your neck, filling your head with a fuzzy feeling. “I-I wanna be daddy’s good girl.. Fucking christ, Itto please..”

He lets out a short laugh before pulling off the wall, quickly walking into his room. “Please what, baby? What can I do for you?”

He drops you onto his bed, smirking as your body bounces on the mattress. Your pupils are blown wide with lust as you watch him pull his shirt over his head.

“T-touch me, daddy.. Please?”

He wastes no more time pulling your pants down your legs. His eyes are instantly drawn to the dark spot staining your panties, making him groan.

He falls to his knees in front of the bed, slowly pulling the drenched fabric down your legs. His eyes don’t leave your pussy for a second as he does it. He can see your essence already shimmering along your slit.

“So fucking pretty, baby.. I’m gonna take care of you, don’t worry.” He rubs his hands soothingly up and down your thighs as he pulls you closer to the edge of the bed.

“W-what are you doing?” He laughs softly at the question.

“Me? I’m simply enjoying what’s mine. Now,” he places one of your legs on his shoulder, “try not to wake the kiddos, okay?”

He lays his tongue flat against your pussy, slowly dragging it up to gather every bit of the tart liquid coating it already. You already start to wiggle, so he grabs your hip and holds you down easily with one hand.

“Now, I can’t enjoy this if you’re squirming around.. Be a good girl and let daddy pleasure you.”

You whimper, but give a slight nod. “Y-yes daddy.. Please do it more..”

He smirks, gently blowing air on your neglected clit. “Of course baby.”

His tongue is gentle when swirling the bud, but he eventually gets tired of being gentle and opts to start sucking on it. But Archons, you’re doing your best to behave and hold still for him. He can hear your whimpers and whines that you try so hard to hold in.

You can feel a knot tightening in your abdomen. He gently grazes his teeth against the sensitive bundle, causing you to yelp louder than you meant to. His eyes instantly look up from between your legs, narrowed in a silent warning.

When you feel two of his fingers circling your entrance you arch your back in anticipation. He takes that as a yes and easily slides them into you.

The sudden stretch makes you whine loudly, now reaching down to grab at the crimson horns on his head. He growls feeling your hands wrap around them so tightly.

“Oh fuck..” He ruts against the mattress before diving back between your legs, making loud slurping noises as he curls those fingers into the spongy spot that has you writhing in his iron grip.

“Come on, I know you’re close.. Stop fighting it.” He forces a third finger inside of you, making you let out a choked sob. Pair the stretch with his long nails and you find yourself teetering closer and closer to the edge.

“I-Itto I’m-”

“Cum for me now, baby. Give it all to daddy..”

Your back arches from the force of your orgasm, the tightening around Itto’s fingers making him moan softly.

He’s slow when pulling his fingers out of you. When the two of you meet eyes, he starts to slowly lick your fluids from each finger. “You taste amazing, Y/N. I could get used to that. Now,” he stands, already fumbling to get his pants off, “still want this?”

You sit up, reaching to help him untie his sweatpants. Your smaller hands easily work the knot out and you shove them down his muscular legs. However, your jaw drops at the outline of the bulge in his underwear.

“See something you like, baby?” His smug grin makes you blush darkly.

“I-I.. Is it going to even fit?”

He snorts a bit of laughter, now pulling off his last article of clothing. Your eyes shoot open wide when the head of his cock slaps his lower abdomen. He wraps his hand around it, slowly stroking it as he pushes you onto your back.

“Either it goes in easily or I force it. Either way, it’s going to fit. That okay with you, little one?”

You nod, still wide eyed as you feel the swollen head of his cock circle your much smaller entrance. His eyes soften once he starts to push in, scanning your face as you whimper and squirm.

“Shhhh, you’re doing so well. Feeling full, sweetie?”

“A-Ahhh~ Yessss daddy..”

Your head feels fuzzy from the overstimulation of his cock rubbing your gummy walls, which are still twitching from your previous orgasm. He lets out a low groan as you tighten even more around him.

His eyes scan down your body to where the two of you are connected. He feels a little bad seeing how red and used your hole looks now, but the way you have to stretch to accommodate his size sends a shiver through him.

“Oh fuck.. Give me your hand, little one.”

You do as he says, confused as he slides your hand down your stomach. When he stops, you gasp at the feeling of a large bulge in your lower abdomen.

“Like how deep it is? Feel me in your tummy, huh?”

He tests the waters by slowly pulling out before slamming back into you. The moan you let out gives him all the confirmation he needs to start a brutal pace.

You let out a squeal, much louder than you meant to, and it causes him to place his large hand over your mouth.

“Don’t know how to listen, do ya?”

His free hand goes to the bottom of your right thigh, gripping it harshly as he pushes it up towards your chest. Your eyes widen from the new angle, tears pricking at the corners.

“So fucking small.. I could break you like nothing, you know that? But you want that, right? You just want daddy to fuck you stupid even at the expense of your innocence, huh?”

You nod with every question, little squeaks and moans slipping past the cracks in his fingers. When his nails dig into your thigh, you let out a yelp that is barely contained by his hand.

“Shhhhh, little one. Let daddy have his fun and breed your pathetic little cunt full, alright?”

Your eyes roll in the back of your head at his filthy words, and they cause you to clamp down around his cock. He hisses as you do so.

He finally takes his hand from your mouth and reaches between your bodies to sloppily roll your clit between his fingers with a devilish smirk.

“Can’t fill you up until you cream all over me baby. Let it out for daddy..”

You wiggle, squirm, thrash, do anything you can to almost avoid the onslaught of pleasure his fingers are bringing you. It feels like the coil in your stomach only tightens, so close to snapping but never quite giving in. Your mouth hangs open, drool now dripping down your face as you stare at him with large pleading eyes.

He can’t help the small, loving smile that graces his handsome features. Your look is begging for him to feel the same pleasure you do.

Even when you work around the house, he knows you have a thing for him praising you as you do. Of course sex is no different.

He leans into you, gently kissing your swollen lips. “That’s my girl.. You’re doing so well for daddy, you know? Wanna feel you cum all over me. Can you do that for me? Please, Y/N?”

Your hands fly up, wrapping around his broad shoulders to pull him as close as possible as the coil finally snaps. You let out a moan of his name so softly beside his ear. The sound makes his hips still. He growls, clenching his jaw hard as he finally releases deep inside of you.

He holds his weight up with one arm, using the other to wrap around you as his hips twitch from the stimulation of staying inside of you.

“G-good girl.. Taking me so well… f-fuck..”

He turns his head towards you, capturing you in a kiss that leaves you dizzy. He spills all of the emotion he can into it.

He’ll be damned if you ever believe you’re just a quick fuck.

“Y/N, I want you to know that.. Y/N?”

He chuckles to himself when he realizes that you’ve already fallen asleep. The sight makes his heart flutter as if he’s a child with a crush.

I suppose we can always discuss a date in the morning. We have the rest of our lives to do it.

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eminems-skittles · 3 years

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cosplays and crushes [penelope garcia x reader]

penelope garcia x fem!reader warnings: none word count: 2.3k

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The hot San Diego sun had started to set on the line full of costume-clad convention goers. Penelope and Spencer, decked out in their Doctor Who and Rose Tyler cosplays, had been camped out since 4 in the afternoon. They just so happened to be in San Diego for a case when Rossi surprised the two nerds with tickets to Comic Con. Hotch had already agreed to giving them the weekend off in order to attend the event, saying they deserved the break and to be around people who understand what they're talking about. After some pushback from Spencer and Penelope, not because they didn't want to go but because they didn't want to be out of state if there was an emergency, they gladly accepted the tickets. The rest of the team, having been aware of the surprise, had already booked hotel rooms at a fancy hotel in San Diego as well. They had all decided that it was time for a well deserved break from their demanding jobs.

Currently, Spencer and Penelope were in line for the Doctor Who panel. They were surrounded by people who shared their love of the show. While everyone there were all dressed in cosplays and costumes, one specific person caught Penelope's eye. Well, technically, she noticed the girl as soon as they arrived in line. This particular girl had (Y/H/C) and was dressed as (Y/F/C). She was there, apparently by herself. After two hours of constant chatting with Spencer about what they are looking forward too, their theories of previous cases, and Penelope's not so secretive constant checking to see if maybe the beautiful stranger's friends had finally showed up, Penelope had finally gathered the courage to introduce herself to the lonely girl. Spencer, being the expert profiler he is, had already picked up on Garcia's growing curiosity about the lonesome girl.

Spencer leaned close to Penelope, to ensure that the girl wouldn't hear him, and whispered, "Just talk to her Pen. She won't bite."

"Aw but I like it when they bite," Penelope whined jokingly, winking at the now blushing Spencer. She pinched his cheek, "Oh ease up, kiddo. I'm kidding. I would talk to her but what if she shoots me down? She is way out of my league. Besides, what am I supposed to say?"

"Pen, believe me, she is not out of your league. She's here isn't she? You two are in the same league. Just talk to her." Spencer tried to convince her. If the girl they were talking about wasn't so close, Spencer might have also mentioned that he noticed the girl looking at Penelope also. But for now, he'd keep that too himself.

Penelope took a deep breath, making eye contact with Spencer, who gave her a small reassuring small, before turning around to face the girl. She waved before introducing herself, "Uh, hi! My name is Penelope and this is my friend Spencer! I really like your costume! (Y/F/C) is one of my favorites!"

"Oh hi!" she waved at spencer slightly before directing her attention back to Penelope. "My name is Y/N! Thank you so much! It took forever to make. I like yours too! Where are you from?"

"We're from Virginia, we were out here for work and one of our co-workers surprised us with tickets. How about you? Where are you from?"

"Oh that's awesome! I'm actually from Virginia also! How funny! I live in Richmond for work but when I'm not working I live in (Y/H/T)." Y/N said, her eyes lighting up when she heard that the pretty girl in front of her lived in the same state as her. "If it's not too much to ask, where do you guys live? I'm not a stalker I swear." She added quickly.

Spencer and Penelope shared an amused look, before laughing slightly.

"We live in Quantico. Spence and I work for the FBI." Penelope hoped it was okay that she told this stranger that she was an FBI agent. However, Spencer didn't stop her so she assumed it was okay. "What do you do for work?"

"Oh well I am an elementary school teacher so when school is session, I live in Richmond but during summer I go back home to help out my family. It's not the best situation but I make it work," She laughed slightly. Penelope decided then and there that she loved Y/N's laugh. "Anyway, what do y'all do for the FBI, that is if you're allowed to say."

"Well I am a tech analyst for the Behavioral Analyst Unit, or the BAU as we call it. So I basically research suspects, victims, open cases, stuff like that and send it to the team." Penelope explains, being careful not to spill too much about her job.

"And I'm a profiler for the BAU. So while Penelope is at the office, the other agents and I are in the field, examining crime scenes and catching serial killers and bad guys," Spencer explained.

"Wow, you guys have such cool and important jobs." Y/N said.

"Yeah, I guess we do," Penelope said, smiling brightly at Y/N. "So are you here by yourself?"

"Unfortunately. My girlfriend was supposed to come but uh she broke up with me two weeks ago and it was too late to refund the tickets. I needed time away from there anyway" Y/N looked sad as she explained. Penelope looked at Spencer, her eyes silently pleading with him. Spencer looked at Y/N, then at Penelope, before slightly nodding his head.

"Oh no! I'm so sorry, hon! If you'd like, you can stick with Spencer and I. We're staying at the main hotel with our coworkers. You are more than welcome to join us!" Penelope said, silently cursing herself for sounding so eager. How she already managed to have feelings for this girl so fast was beyond her. Normally, it took her a few days before developing feelings for someone. Yet here she was, having the most mundane conversation with this random girl.

Thoughts started zooming around in Penelope's brain. Surely it has to be fate that they were both here. Penelope never planned on going to Comic Con until a few days ago. She didn't even plan on going to this panel because she had thought they missed it. And yet, here she was, talking with the prettiest girl she had ever seen. She almost couldn't form proper sentences. Y/N's smile seemed to cause her brain to short-circuit.

"Are you sure? I don't want to impose. This is your guys vacation." Y/N hesitantly said.

"It's fine, really, Y/N. It would be fun. Comic Con isn't a place to be alone at." Spencer cut in, a small smile stretching across his face. This was the first time he had seen Penelope act like this in front of a girl, and with everything that Penelope did for him and the team, he figured it was time he did something for her.

Y/N contemplated for a second. A very small part of her was saying no, because she had just met these people. But then she reasoned that they are FBI agents so they wouldn't hurt her. She also already had started developing a small crush on Penelope. She knew she shouldn't of been catching feelings so quickly. It had only been two weeks since her ex had broken up with up her. However, in this moment, Y/N could care less. If her ex didn't want to be with her anymore, that was no longer her problem. She couldn't spend the rest of her life being sad about someone who did not care about her anymore.

"If you're sure about this, then of course! You guys seem really fun and I'd love to hangout!" Y/N agreed.

Penelope and Y/N shared a smile, getting momentarily lost in each others eyes. They stayed like that until Spencer nudged Penelope with his elbow. Once they were broken out of their trance, Penelope and Y/N had realized that the line had finally started moving. Once they got into the panel, Y/N, Penelope, and Spencer sat down as close to the front as possible. Throughout the panel, Y/N and Penelope silently fangirled as Spencer watched intently, no doubt trying to memorize everything that everyone said. Not that he had to try.

At the end of the panel, around 9:00 at night, the trio was trying to figure out where to go for dinner. Spencer, who was eager to tell Derek about Penelope's new love interest, excused himself to the hotel for the night, saying he was too tired and to go out without him.

"Let's go change into normal clothes and meet up in 15 minutes? We can go to the hotel bar or go to a restaurant in town?" Y/N asked, secretly hoping this dinner would turn into a date. The day she had spent with Penelope was one of the best days she had had in a long time. Even when she was with her ex-girlfriend. Penelope agreed before they headed to their respective rooms to change into clothes for the evening.

After they got ready, they met in the hotel lobby and decided on staying at the hotel restaurant and bar. Penelope decided against going into town because of what she sees everyday in her line of work. Y/N did not mind, she just wanted to spend time with Penelope.

The two had ended up getting kicked out of the hotel bar, having stayed until 2 in the morning. They had decided to make their way to the pool to just sit and talk.

"Thank you for the wonderful night, Penny," Y/N said, smiling at the slightly taller girl. Y/N was slightly tipsy, leaning her head against Penelope's shoulder.

"You know, I think you're one of the first people to call me Penny, doll face," She said giggling a bit harder than she should have. "You're welcome, sweetcheeks. I had an amazing time tonight also."

Little did the two girls know, the BAU team (with the exception of Hotch, who insisted that he had better things to do than spy on Penelope's first date) were hiding along the row of chairs behind them to get a good look at the scene unfolding in front of them.

Y/N and Penelope stared at each other for a second before a voice shouted, "JUST KISS ALREADY!" The two of them jumped about five feet in the air before looking back to see JJ and Emily pulling Spencer back to the ground to hide him from the two.

"Might as well give the people what they want," Penelope said, wiggling her eyebrows. Y/N smiled for what felt like the millionth time that day, before nodding her head.

The two leaned forward, pausing for a second to look each other in the eyes, before leaning in all the way. Penelope brought her hands up to Y/N's face, one on her cheek, the other on the back of her neck. Y/N put both of her hands on Penelope's cheeks. They stayed like that for a few moments, the soft kiss seemingly having lasted longer than a few seconds. They pulled apart, catching their breaths.

"Wow," Y/N breathed out. A smile and blush had forced their way onto her face, as she looked at Penelope.

"Wow," Penelope repeated, staring into Y/N's eyes.

"I SHIP!" Spencer shouted from where he, Derek, Emily, JJ, and Rossi were supposed to be hiding. Penelope broke her stare from Y/N, turning to face her not so secretive friends.

"Ok, who let him drink tonight?" Penelope shout back to her friends.

"You know, for FBI agents, your friends aren't all that sneaky." Y/N said, smiling slightly before kissing Penelope again. The group of FBI agents all hooted and hollered jokingly at Penelope and Y/N.

"Alright you idiots, lets all get to bed before we anger Garcia enough to make her hack all of our records," Rossi said to the team, trying to get them to leave. He was met with a few groans and 'okay dad's, but everyone got up and followed him out of the pool area. As soon as they were sure they were by themselves, they pulled apart from the kiss.

"I know we just met and you're fresh out of a relationship, but Y/N, I uh I really like you. And I'm willing to do whatever it takes to be with you. I can wait as long as you-" she was interrupted by yet another small kiss.

"Penny, I like you a lot too. And I want to be with you too. But it's going to take a bit of time before I get into another relationship." Y/N explained.

"Of course, take all the time you need, sweetie," Penelope said. The two girls cuddled up next to each other for a few minutes before deciding to call it a night. Penelope walked Y/N to her hotel room with promises of an early breakfast the next day.

"Goodnight Y/N," Penelope said, before kissing Y/N's cheek.

"Goodnight Penny," Y/N said, kissing Penelope's cheek as well. She unlocked her door and stepped instead, saying goodnight one final time before watching Penelope walk back down the hall to the elevator. Before she got into the elevator, Penelope waved back at Y/N before dramatically blowing a kiss down the hall. Y/N playfully got the kiss and placed her hand on her cheek, waiting for the elevator doors to close, before making her way into her own room. She was unable to stop smiling the whole time she got ready for bed. This was the best day ever.

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"Clueless" *Part 2*

I feel bad because I actually have more of this written but if it doesn't end on a cliffhanger, what's the fun in that?

(y'all I can't help but add Tai gifs I'm sorry it's so appropriate 🤣)

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Part 1

Part 3

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Rafael walked out onto the massive deck of the house. It housed a giant cabana lined with benches and pillows, complete with a tiki bar. Surprisingly it had not been overtaken by the party...yet.

You followed him into the cabana, where he promptly went behind the bar and fixed himself a scotch.

“What are you drinking?” He asked you.

You didn’t really drink a lot, but you didn’t want to look like a pansy. You racked your brain trying to remember any kind of drink you remembered seeing in movies.

“I’ll have a jack and coke,” You smiled nervously. He nodded and obliged, handing you the drink. You looked at it for a moment; it looked like a normal soda, how bad could that be? You took a big swig.

You were wrong-- it is VERY bad.

You almost choked as the burn of the whiskey fell down your throat, you looked around for napkins or something, praying to God this wasn’t how you were going to die-- trying and failing at impressing the most gorgeous man you’d seen in your life.

“Oh god, honey are you ok?” Rafael grabbed a water bottle and handed it to you. You grabbed it from him and chugged it quickly. Finally after a minute, you could breathe again and fully embrace the humiliation of what had just transpired. You didn’t want to look at him, you must have looked like an idiot choking on a cocktail like a prude. Ariel had taken you to enough parties in college, why hadn’t you practiced this before?

“Yeah I’m fine…” You muttered, staring into the deck floor.

“...Maybe light on the jack?” You could hear the smile in his voice. You looked up to see him holding another coke, with the Jack Daniels bottle in his hand. He ever so lightly splashed some whiskey into the glass and handed it to you. You sipped it this time, barely tasting the alcohol.

“...Thanks,” You smiled nervously, feeling your cheeks burn hotter by the second. Either you were the lightest lightweight on earth, or he made you nervous. You were pretty sure it was both.

“Not much of a drinker, are you?” He kept smiling at you as you shook your head NO.

“...Curiouser and curiouser,” He chuckled as he came back around the bar with his drink and nodded towards the pillowed benches. You followed and sat beside him on one, curling up your knees beside you like a mermaid tail.

“...What is?” You gave him a questionable look, waiting for an insult.

“You and Ariel’s relationship,” He gestured towards the house. “You don’t drink, you don’t party, you’re clearly WAY more intelligent,”

“...I know, she’s so awesome and I’m just--” You started to degrade yourself with a sad smile while pushing strands of hair behind your ear nervously.

“No no no,” He stopped you mid sentence, taking your hand. “Actually I was implying the opposite,”

Now you looked at him in even more confusion.

“I was going to say you’re way too good for her,” He finished with that amazing smile still on his lips.

You felt yourself go light headed; you seriously could not be this sensitive to alcohol, could you? You’d drank before, wine and champagne and what not. Even some jello shots at a few parties, where you couldn’t taste the alcohol at all. THAT was a bad night. But it couldn’t be the alcohol making you feel this way-- it had to be him.

“OH, um--” You snapped your hand back instinctively, any form of social intimacy freaked you out. But you instantly regretted it, missing the feeling of his warm skin on yours. So you fought your neurotic brain and moved it back forward slightly, where your fingers were still touching.

“No, um-- Ariel’s right,” You continued. “She saved me,”

“I highly doubt Ariel’s saved anyone in her life,”

“Hey! That’s my best friend you’re talking about!”

“....Sorry,” He apologized. “I just don’t see what you see, apparently,”

“She has a huge heart, really,” He gave you a skeptical look. “Really!” You insisted.

“Look-- When I got accepted to Harvard, I didn’t know that my scholarship only accounted for the tuition, NOTHING else. So I didn’t-- I hadn’t saved anything for loding,” You sipped your coke as you continued. “So, I begged the housing department for ANY kind of room they could give me, I even offered to sleep in the janitor’s closet!”

A laugh from Rafael caused you to stop talking and look down at the floor, instantly embarrassed again at your sad sack of a life. Instantly Rafael went for your hand again but paused, noting your uneasiness from before.

“I’m sorry, I don’t mean to laugh at you,” He apologized. No one had ever cared enough to keep apologizing for YOUR lack of self esteem issues, flinching anytime anyone even coughed on you in an aggressive manner.

“No no, it’s fine, I just--” You now placed your hand over his, a feat in your social anxiety ridden brain. “It’s me, it’s not you,” You tried not to stare at your hands touching, but inside you were so proud of yourself and so happy to have his hand touching yours again, it was actually comforting.

“Anyway, um so--” You bit your lip nervously. “So I was just about to-- I don’t even know what, find a homeless shelter or a bridge, I guess,”

Rafael smiled in amusement and chuckled slightly, checking to make sure you weren’t thrown off by it again. You smiled and laughed at the thought of you dragging everything you owned to a bridge on campus to set up camp.

“But Ariel saw me, and took pity on me I guess?” You shrugged. You really weren’t sure of the thought process that went through Ariel’s head that night, you were just so grateful she had been there.

“She asked me if I had a place to stay and I said no, so she told me that she had a suite all to herself and that she really didn’t do well by herself and that she had just been heading to the housing department to ask for a roommate,” You smiled at the memory.

You weren’t entirely sure how true it was at the time, but knowing her as well as you do now, you knew she did NOT do well by herself. She was confident and full of self esteem to everyone else in the public, but when it was just the two of you she seemed almost...sad, most of the time. Like being happy was just the dress she put on to wear in the world.

“....I hadn’t thought about it like that,” Rafael said softly, now slightly regretting how snarky he was towards her most of the time.

“And now I know why,” You gestured towards the house. “That thing about her mom not wanting to ‘deal’ with her, I honestly don’t know what I’d do if I didn’t have my parents,”

“Yeah, my mami and abuela are the two most important people in my life,” He nodded in agreement. “And Ariel...well, as far as I know, she’s never had a ‘dad’ stick, and her mom is just…” He paused. “Not really interested in her daughter,” He added with a sad shrug.

“...Your dad didn’t stick either? You asked cautiously, hoping you weren't prying.

“My dad…” He chuckled sarcastically. “My dad was...let’s just say life actually got better when he left,” He looked down. You saw pain and shame in his eyes, and you instantly empathized.

Not so much with the dad thing, but that constant nagging of shame and hurt. Which was totally unnecessary because you actually had the most loving family in the world, which only made you feel more guilt and shame, because you couldn’t appreciate it the way you were “supposed” to. It was just the way you were wired, and they understood that. But it didn’t help sway your guilt.

“He shacked up with Ariel’s mom for a few months and then took off with a LOT of her money,” He clenched his fists of the thought of the trail of destruction his father seemed to always leave behind.

“Luckily, Ariel’s mother didn’t associate myself with that asshole, although I’m pretty sure it’s because she wanted to replace him with me,” He shuddered at the memory of the several times Ariel’s mom had tried to “seduce” him when he was younger.

“Oh God,” You inadvertently made a grossed out face. The offended look on his face instantly made you panic. "Not like, you're gross. Just...she's gross. Hitting on a kid like that,"

"Oh I was ummm.." he chuckled nervously, looking towards the ocean. "I wasn't a kid per say," he coughed awkwardly.

"....How old were you?"

"I think I had just started at my first practice," he avoided the question. "She has a thing for lawyers. Probably becauses around them so often, always divorcing husbands,"

"So like, 28. And her mom was on husb--" You tried doing the math yourself.

"...I'm 15 years older than Ariel," He answered your mental question.

"Oh well, I mean that's cool," You smiled awkwardly. You failed to mention that you had graduated a year early in high school, so you were two years YOUNGER than Ariel.

"Uh huh," he raised an eyebrow with a chuckle.

"I get along with older people anyway," you said, than backpedaled immediately."I MEAN, not that you're old, just--"

"OldER," He kept his amused look at your faltering.

"I'm sorry, I wish I could blame this on the alcohol but I'm just…" you sighed. "Not made to interact with Humans,"

"Aw hey now come on," he punched your shoulder like a kid. "You're doing great, it's really cute," he smiled then realized what HE had just said, and backpedaled.

"I mean, endearing," he found a more suitable word, trying to hide the fact that he was probably a little buzzed and more attracted to you than he probably should be. However he noted the somewhat disappointed look you had when he corrected himself.

"You're probably the first person to think so,"

"Except Ariel, right?"

"She tolerates it, she definitely doesn't think it's 'cute'. She's tried to 'fix' me since we met,"

"Seriously?" "Who does she think she is--?" He started to get up like he was going to give her a "talking to".

"No no no, it's fine Rafael really," You stood up quickly and pulled on his arm gently, making him turn around quickly. You wondered if he had just felt that….reaction between you.

You were far too intellectual to believe in trivial things that people spoke about like a "spark", but in that moment you had to think to yourself maybe they had a point.

"Right, sorry," he nodded and quickly sat down. "I may be a little more buzzed than I thought,"

"No that was really sweet, honestly," you smiled softly. "I probably didn't explain it well," "She just wants the best for me,"

"You're perfect the way you are, Y/N," "I mean, you seem like a good kid,"

"Kid?" You were suddenly offended, though you weren't sure why. You'd always been thought of as a child, being younger than your peers most of your life. Always in higher classes in high school, younger than your college classmates. It had never bothered you before, not once.

But when Rafael called you a "kid", it felt like a gut punch, which made you feel even worse. You just met this guy, what was wrong with you?

"Person," he corrected himself. "I meant person," but the damage was done.

"....I should go check on Ariel, make sure she didn't get herself in a 'situation'," you turned to walk back into the house.

"Hey no wait Y/N, I thought we were--" He started to go after you but you put your hand up.

"No, really. I probably shouldn't have left her alone in the first place," You didn't even grab your drink you just waved your hands dismissively and disappeared back into the party before he could say anything else.

“....I guess I’ll sleep in my car,” He muttered to himself as he headed back around the house.

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The next morning Rafael had to leave early to get back to the city, but he had texted Ariel.

"Tell Y/N I'm sorry, and tell her if she has any questions about law to text me anytime, day or night,"

"What did that dick do to you?" She stomped into her bedroom, where you were sleeping.

"What? Your bro-- Rafael? Nothing! He didn't do anything!" Your head snapped up instantly awake.

"Well what's he apologizing for?" She held out her phone; you didn’t have your contacts in so you couldn’t read it.

"...For calling me a kid," You shrugged sadly.

"Oh. Well you ARE a kid, sweets" Ariel instantly dropped her anger into her happy self, patting you on the head like a dog.

"No I'm not…." You muttered. "Did he say anything else?"

Ariel didn't like the idea of that pompous prick getting his claws in you, she didn't like it one bit.

"Nope," she lied.

"Oh," you replied sadly.

"Oh please don't tell me you care what what that bonehead thinks" she scoffed. "He thinks he's some 'big deal' because he has a fancy title,"

"No he doesn't," You instantly defended him, though you weren’t sure why. Weren’t you mad at him? No, actually you were kicking yourself for taking it so hard and just leaving him on the beach. You could have stayed there talking to him all night.

"Oh no, he got to you didn't you?" She acted concerned. "ugh I knew it, I should have warned you,"

"Warned me?" You looked at her confused.

"Yeah, it's what he does," she continued to lie. "He likes to seduce my friends for sport," She continued to spin a web of deceit.

"I...I don't believe you," You mumbled. You had never dared to even slightly disagree with Ariel, terrified anything would set her off and she’d “disown” you.

"Excuse me?” Her head whipped around.

"I don't believe you," you repeated. Her eyes widened with shock at your defiance. She almost lost it on you, before realizing honey worked better than vinegar.

"Honey, think about it," She came around and sit next to you on the bed. "He reeled you in and then called you 'kid'. Probably because you started making heart eyes at him, right?"

"I don't, it wasn't--" You tried recalling every single detail of the interaction.

"See? He just likes the sport of getting women to fawn over him and then move on,"

"But then why did he apologize?" You pointed out, still not sure of her accusations.

"Probably because you're my best friend and he knew I'd kick his ass for hurting your feelings,"

"But--" You were sure it had been YOU who walked away from HIM. But...he didn’t come after you. Maybe he was satisfied with making you upset?

"He didn't ask me to give you his number," she flat out lied. "He obviously didn't want any more contact with you sweetie,"

She had a point. She smiled in victory when she saw the determination and hope in your eyes dissolve into sadness.

"I'm sorry, honey, I should have warned you," she feigned sympathy, pulling you into a tight hug. "Now let's get that skeezer out of your mind," she grabbed your hand and pulled you away.

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A few days later

Rafael was bewildered that you hadn't contacted him. Did he imagine the connection you two seemed to have? Was he more intoxicated than he thought? No, that wasnt possible. Had he really hurt you that much by calling you a kid? And if so, why? Did you feel something that would hate for you to see her as a kid?

He decided to text Ariel.

"Hey...did you tell Y/N what I said?"

"Yes. She said to fuck off. You must have really pissed her off BRO."

That didn't seem right. That didn't even sound like something you'd say. It sounded like something his evil stepsister would say.

"Did she say that or did you say that?"

"Stay away from my friends, and get your own you perv,"

He knew it. She probably didn't even give you his number. “Oh god,” he thought. What if she hadn't said anything at ALL?

He needed a plan.

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venus-says · 4 years

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Healin' Good Precure Episodes 19-20

Anju looks good in purple.

I'm gonna be honest with you all here, I don't know how to start this one. I've watched these two episodes back to back TWICE and I have so many mixed feelings, I have no idea how to put my thoughts in a cohesive order for this post to make at least a little bit of sense. So bear with me because I have a lot of conflicting emotions.

So beginning from the basic stuff, Episode 19 was strong, with great emotional moments, and I loved it for almost all of its run-time. Episode 20 was a bit of a letdown, the emotional parts didn't work as well, and what were supposed to be great moments felt like they needed a little more gas to me, and how things were solved in this episode made me like the previous one a little less than I did on my first watching.

You see, my major problem with how both of these episodes went down is that the pay off for the build-up wasn't exactly that satisfying.

When the matter is Mid-season Cures, my preference will always go to when the character that will become said Cure has already been introduced before because these are characters we already know and already had some development so when the "Curefication" happens that moment feels like a turning point or an essential moment for those previously established characters arcs. When they become Cures, it's rewarding, it's exciting, and when they need to integrate that character with the original group it feels more natural because they already knew each other, at least to a certain level.

Cure Earth's case falls under the situation I like the least, where a character comes out of nowhere, transforms, and saves the day. And I don't know how to feel about those situations because I don't know that character, I don't know how I should feel about them. When they just appear it's not a rewarding build-up, it's frustrating. It feels like a Cure Ex-Machina and it can ruin what in other circumstances could've been a great moment. And the way things happened in these two episodes felt just like that.

Episode 19 was everything centered around Rate, it was an episode where we finally got to know more of her and see her thoughts for once in a situation where the girls had to run to fight a monster right after. She was sick, she was feeling weak and powerless, and the entire episode was walking in a path where Rate would be the main star. Whatever happened there, it should be Rate in the spotlight, it was Rate's moment. But in the end, she didn't do anything and she was just the poor, defenseless little puppy that she has been all this time along. And in Episode 20 she was robbed even more of her spotlight, she didn't even get a chance to help in the battle like the other healing animals and it felt like such a missed opportunity. The sensation I had was that originally Rate was supposed to give a group power-up at this moment and this would be like a level up for her, but because they're so bound in this "Sixth Ranger" tradition they changed the focus to a character that literally didn't exist before she was needed to exist.

And I feel like I would be more okay with this if Rate at least had an active participation in creating Asumi and making her Cure Earth, you know? Rather than making Teatinu being the one who awakened the spirit, it could've been Rate that did it, it would show how powerful she is and how much she has grown and it would go hand-in-hand with her conflicts we've seen earlier in the episode. It would also serve as the reason why Asumi feels so connected with Rate and her strong feelings about protecting her, without mentioning it would explain why Rate was able to bond with her and turn her into her Cure partner immediately instead of the three characters that for 20 episodes have been giving their all to take care of her.

With that being said, I also had many things that I liked in these two episodes. Seeing the girls caring for Rate in Episode 19 was very endearing, Nodoka waking up in the middle of the night to give her comfort, Chiyuu skipping club activities to be with her because she's concerned, Hinata taking advice from costumers of her family's clinic to give help on her own way, even Nodoka's father that was there just to be comic relief, all of these moments were pretty sweet.

And the magical-girl-centered part of the episode was pretty good as well. For example, I like that because Rate is sick with a real illness she can't feel the Earth calling for help so the girls go unaware of the Mega-Byougen wreaking havoc in the mountains which gave Batetemoda a huge head start so the monster was stronger than usual which lead to the cures being trapped in that situation, that eventually lead to Rate taking up action where it gave Batetemoda a chance to capture her which triggered Cure Earths birth at that moment. Aside from the problem of a character coming out of nowhere, it was a natural progression of events that had me on the edge of my seat for the entire second half of the episode.

And Earth's entrance was pretty cool as well, the way she fought the Mega-Byougen doing all of those jumps and kicks was amazing, and seeing her creating an Elemental Bottle made me go crazy. Her second fight on Episode 20 was even better, going toe-to-toe with Batetemoda and sweeping the floor with him and the powered-up Mega-Byougen, that was awesome. My mind went places when she reveals she's not a human, and that she's technically a newborn. That paired with how clueless she is about everything and how she acts a little silly at times made it for an awesome time following her around. I joked about it on twitter, but Asumi sounds exactly like Anju from PriChan, and not just because Mimori Suzuko is doing the exact same voice she does for Anju but because this "cluelessness" reminds me a lot of how Anju acts sometimes whenever she's hiding her true identity. I'm just waiting for the time where someone will do an AMV of Cure Earth with Fortune Karat playing in the background and an edit of Anju's coord change with Earth transformation song playing as the background.

Oh, and by the way, can we talk about how freaking gorgeous she is? Both in civilian and Cure form. Earth is one of the prettiest Cures ever and if you don't think so I recommend you to leave because I don't think we can be friends (jk, I condemn favorites shaming XD). I love her transformation, I love her attack, I love her weapon. I'm all here for these aesthetics and I have no doubt that in a couple of weeks I'll be here with an "I ♡ EARTH" headband and two purple lightsticks going "GO EARTH! GO EARTH!" because of that. Like, I can get tired of it??? From Rate's running to Asumi, to her grabbing Rate's little paws, to them snuggling each other TWICE, how her hair changes, and how she gets her earrings and the winged headpiece everything in that transformation is perfect. And gosh, the attack, after 20 episodes with attack animations that weren't all that exciting or inventive how fresh it feels to have a Healing Hurricane to blow us all away.

I think from these episodes the only thing I can't forgive it's the villains' side of things, again. Like, they just lost their more interesting member, and now I just don't feel as engaged with the villains once more. Also, that power-up thing coming from a Mega-Byougen fragment was also a bit meh. More because we haven't really seen that being mentioned before, you know? And it's not like they didn't have the chance to explain it either, I believe Batetemoda was born from something with similar properties so they could've introduced this element before. I don't know, I'm just sad my good boy is gone and now we're stuck again with those boring three and the main villain that probably had less screen time than a side character so far.

Another sadness was the new ending. I'm sorry y'all but I don't like this song, I don't like this dance, I don't like the visuals for this ending, and I'm just very sad. I'm gonna miss Miracle tto Link♡Ring SO SO MUCH... and this Ending doesn't even have hints for what the next season will be, I'm sad.

Oh well, like I said CONFLICTING FEELINGS, I'm a mess but I hope I could pass my point to everyone. If you have anything to share about these episodes or my thoughts please let me know in the comments down below. I believe that's all for now, don't forget to stay healthy, stay safe, and never stop resisting. Thank you so much for reading, and until the next time, Healin' Goodbye~

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Christmas Cordonian style Knight Thunder Twist.

Christmas cordonian style with a Knight Thunder twist

author's note this story takes place a week after the arrest of Barthelemy Beaumont and those who were with him in the coup against the crown of cordonia.

The Palace of Cordonia is a buzz with excitement as servants and people alike work together to decorate the capital city for the upcoming Christmas celebration.

Karyson and his Queen Reimeiko were observing as the decorations and preparations were happening.

“It is a Happy Time For Us my dear Reimeiko. What a celebration the preparations have been going on for days.” Karyson gushed. “ old man Beaumont and the rest of his conspirators are behind bars my aunt and uncle can finally rest in peace knowing that they're killers are incarcerated for the rest of their lives. I am relieved as well. Rhiannon and the twins are growing up free from Barthelemy's tyranny. and peace is once again returned to our kingdom.”

“oh yes.” Queen Reimeiko agreed. “ we are finally able to live our lives and our children are free the grow up away from all the evils that were thrown at them. all of our friends from all around the kingdom and Beyond have come to help decorate. BJ and the trio were getting along beautifully and this is our first real Christmas together as a family.”

before they knew what was happening, a loud crash could be heard from the kitchen close to the ballroom. Karyson and Reimeiko exchanged fearful looks and took off in the direction of the crash. they both get through this serving doors only Drake fell out on the floor with a bowl of cake mix on his head.

“ what happened?” the king demanded attempting to hide the laughter behind his feigned anger.

“It was an accident, honestly.” Maxwell Beaumont quickly said. “I was coming one way with a bowl of cake mix. He was coming the other with the apples and we collided. Nothing major we’ll fix it we’ll fix it.”

“Well you had better fix it.” the King growled in feigned anger. “Racine will get both of your butts if you mess up her kitchen and you know how fiercely protective Racine is of her kitchen.” as the king and his queen turned away and walked out of the kitchen once out of earshot they finally busted up laughing. “ did you see the look on Maxwell's face when he and Drake thought they were in trouble? The look of fear was priceless. “

As they exited the kitchen and returned to the Ballroom and the decorating, Marco and Valerie from Lythikos and Jiro and Camila from Applewood arrived with their families with more sweet treats and snacks for the celebration. The Cordonian children we're given permission to take the time to play with BJ and the trio.

“Thank you for inviting us to your Christmas celebrations your Majesty's.” Camilla announced. “And we are glad that you were able to save your daughter from being taken over by that bad man.”

“ well the bad man will be no trouble for no body anymore.” the queen replied. “ he is locked up for the rest of his life and will never harm another Soul ever again. you know what I have got an idea. what do you guys say you guys heard BJ & the trio up to the playroom and then I will come and tell y'all A Christmas Story tell you all about how it all began with me and my family.”

“ that would be awesome your highness.” Marco gushed. “ it would be great to hear all about your first Christmas and how things meant for you and yours.”

“ well okay if you will take BJ Rhiannon Ethan and Gabriel do the playroom The King and I will be up in a few minutes with the Christmas book.”

without another second to spare the cordonian children took the younger ones up to the playroom and waited for the queen to arrive with her story. within about 10 minutes the king and queen arrived at the playroom all the children were sitting in a semicircle in front of the rocking chair waiting to hear the Queen's famous story.

“ truth of the matter be told.” Karyson replied. “I cannot wait to hear the story you have come up with my love.”

“ well this is a story that everybody will enjoy.” Reimeko said. instead of sitting in the rocking chair she pushed it back and set down in the floor with the children and her husband and began her story. “ this is the story of a Time long ago back before my parents back when my grandparents were still just children my grandfather told us the story years later and it's become a family favorite: Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirring not even a mouse the stockings were hung by the chimney with care in hopes that st. Nicholas soon would be there the children were nestled all snug in their beds with visions of sugarplums dancing in their heads.”

This part of the story is where the king picked it up. “ oh I remember this with mom and her kerchief and I in my cap we had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap. When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter away to the window I flew like a flash tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow gave the luster of midday to objects below when what do my wondering eyes should appear but a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer with a little old driver so Lively and quick I knew in that moment it must be Saint Nick More rapid than the Eagles his coursers they came and he whistled and shouted and called them by name now Dasher now Dancer now Prancer and Vixen on Comet on Cupid on Donner and Blitzen to the top of the porch to the top of the wall now dash away, dash away dash away all as dry leaves up before the wild hurricane fly when they met with an obstacle mount to the sky so up to the Housetop the coursers they flew with the sleigh full of toys and Saint Nicholas II and then in a twinkling I heard on the roof the Prancing and pawing of each little hoof as I drew in my head and was turning around down the chimney st. Nicholas came with a bound.”

The queen took up the story from then on. but the story had brought in everyone else to hear the long and blustering Tale. “ he was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot and his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot, a bundle of toys he had flung on his back and look like a peddler just opening his pack his eyes have a twinkled his dimples how merry his cheeks were like roses his nose like a cherry his droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow and the beard on his chin was as white as the snow the stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth and the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath he had a broad little face and a little round belly that shook when he laughed like a bowl full of jelly he was chubby and plump a right Jolly Old elf and I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself a winking his eye and it twisted his head soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread he spoke not a word but it went straight to his work and feel it all the stockings then turn with a jerk and laying his finger aside of his nose and giving a nod up the chimney he rose he sprang to his sleigh his team gave a whistle and a way they are flew like that down of a thistle but I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight Merry Christmas to all and to all a good-night.”

The children and everyone assembled sat there in awe as the queen finished the long historical story Amazed by the beauty and the imagery she weaved as she told the story.

“Tell us more your majesty.” Camilla gushed. “is there more Christmas poems and stories you know that one was amazing especially the tale of the snow.”

“ there is much more there is one by Charles Dickens that was entitled The Christmas Carol but that is a much longer story to be told and right now we have not the time.” the queen replied. “ but the moral of the Christmas story is at least A Christmas Carol is a story if you like I will read to you all at bedtime but for now we have a celebration to get to and hopefully everything is in order.”

Ethan, Rhiannon, and Gabriel, along with BJ approached Queen Thunderis with curious eyes. “ was there more to the poem Aunt Rena?” BJ asked. “ it was a very short story but I'd like to know more.”

“ me too mommy.” Rhiannon echoed. “more Christmas Story pease?”

“ alright here's one I can tell you since we do seem to have time before the big celebration.” the queen replied. “ when Jamie Randall and Shannon we're just nine maybe ten years old that was one Christmas that turned into a Christmas miracle. The Llewellyn's had just moved in next door Mr. Llewellyn had joined Thunderstar Universal and his children Tristan, Erin, and Jordan had just enrolled in the nearby Elementary School. Mrs. Llewellyn was traveling the country with her family to meet up with her married family in time for the holidays. Miss Rihanna drove a special delivery truck all over the country and was to an extent a female version of Santa Claus. but it wasn't just gifts for the children that she was hauling every year she was also doing everything to help families that didn't have everything they needed. “

“Was there a lot of families like that?” Camilla asked. “ I do not understand what did it mean that these families did not have everything they needed?”

“The families I am referring to are the ones like well your Nobles and Royals call them, commoners.” the queen replied. “ because unlike the Nobles and Royals The parents of these families had to work for a living. not everybody born is born into it a family where all they have to do is bark orders at others and get what they want the commoners had to work for everything they had but because of a lot of the Nobles and Royals of the history there were a lot of things that they were unable to afford. Anyway, Mrs. Rhiannon owned her own Trucking line and was an independent truck driver. Well this particular holiday season she was called on by a very special family she had grown up around over the years. they asked her to drive what they call the Christmas truck because what was in the trailer of that special truck what's going to save this one town utter destruction. well the week before Christmas Mrs. Rhiannon packed it up And headed out for the town of Lincoln Falls which was apparently somewhere in Alaska. they drove for the longest time she and her brother but always called back to her family in order to keep them up-to-date as to where she was she dropped off her load and was on her way back first few days before Christmas Eve when she was supposed to call she did not. the truck had been found jackknifed into a snowbank on her way back to her family but there was no sign of her or her brother come to find out she and her brother had been rescued by a stranger but this was no ordinary stranger at least I did not think so according to Rhiannon The Stranger had seen what it happened the snow so hard to see through Rihanna's lost control of the truck and hit the snowbank almost burying the big truck in the snow. The Stranger welcome them back to his home where they could get warm and wait out the blizzard that it hit for what seemed like several days the blizzard blew and blew and blew and by the time it finally stopped Rescuers had found the truck and we're working diligently to dig it out Rhiannon and her brother had wakened from the sound of someone digging around the in the snow around the truck they were thankful that they had been spared. when they told the dispatcher about what happened and who had helped them they did not at first believe what she said come to find out the stranger name was Liam Alexander that is the name he gave us Rhiannon declared but that is impossible the dispatcher replied Liam Alexander died back in 1956 due to snow storm this just as this one was it couldn't have been him come to find out Rihanna looked in the direction they had gone towards Liam's house but all she saw for miles and miles with nothing but snow but he was here she protested he saved us we were we were in his house. Liam Alexander was quite the angel back in the day he was always doing everything humanly possible to help all the families who were unable to have anything extra for like Christmas and whatever else even those who were struggling financially and otherwise he would always do what he could to help the night he died he was on the same kind of run you heard the song Angels Among Us by Alabama the dispatch arrest well yeah of course who hasn't Rihanna declared that song tells a story quite literally the dispatcher said I believe there are Angels Among Us sent down to us from somewhere up above They come to you and me In our darkest hours to show us how to live pto teach us how to give and to guide us with the light of love. the dispatcher took Rhiannon to the cemetery and showed her Liam's tombstone with that Epitaph written in the Stone. Liam James Alexander born March 25th 1936 died December 16th 1956 he was an angel Among Us and he will always be remembered and loved He was only 20 years old the dispatcher said but in his short years of life he gave more of himself did many others ever thought about. Rhiannon continued home that night and when she finally walked in her door Christmas morning her husband sons and daughter as well as their new neighbors were there to greet her relieved that she made it home safely the last thing she said before she went to bed herself if it was not for Liam Alexander I would not be here today no matter what happens my children never take strangers for granted because when you least expect it they could very well be angels in disguise.

“ it was amazing.” Camila gushed. “ is Miss Rhiannon still alive? I would have loved to have been able to have met her.”

“ well actually you already have.” Queen Seidre replied. “ she was me in my younger years. and it was the last run I made before I returned to my husband and my children and my reign as Queen of Thaddea.”

“ all right you guys that's enough stories for now.” Maxwell called. “ the ballroom the snacks and everything is ready time to get this party on and Christmas Jamboree kicking into high gear let's go you guys come on what do you want stories later. it is time for presents let's go let's go.”

as everyone began to move out of the playroom and head back to the ballroom the king embraced his Queen before she left.” I will have to admit that this is the first of the best Christmases ever put together my love.” he replied. “ I look forward to a whole lifetime of more to come to watching our children grow up happy and healthy to being together and finally living in peace here so much I want to do. you have a very thoughtful look on your face my queen is there something on your mind?”

“ I got some test results back from dr. Ramirez the other day.” the queen announced. “ I did not want to say anything and get your hopes up until I knew for sure but now that I do…”

“ oh my goodness Queen Reimeiko what is it?” King Karyson asked. “ please do not leave me on tenterhooks what is going on?”

“ it seems that Rhiannon and the twins are going to be having a sibling or two soon.” Reimeiko replied.

“ wait, what? seriously baby?” Karyson asked. “ this is beyond any shadow of a doubt the best news all day and one of the best Christmas gifts ever. oh now we had to make this big announcement and now.”

“ we will in due time but for now let us just enjoy the peace and quiet of the celebration and not worry about telling everybody else any more than what we already have.” the queen replied. “ I definitely do not want a repeat every Rhiannon and the twins first year”

“ oh good point my love.” King replied. “ now come on we have a celebration to enjoy.”

the Cordonian King and his Queen return to join the others in the big Christmas celebration relieved to have made it through their first two years despite all the shortcomings trials and tribulations they have had to face from the beginning. as she watched her husband her family and her friends celebrate the Christmas holidays, Reimeiko knew that no matter what the future held, they would always face everything together as a family as a unit as a very strong compassionate loving and caring Kingdom.

The End

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survivoraqualand · 4 years

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Immunity #1 Results

All right, Proteus and Ceto! You both worked hard in these last 48 hours. I’m sure everyone is excited to hear the bedtime stories you both came up with.

First things first - let’s meet our judges.

LYDIA

Hi! I’m Lydia. I haven’t slept in two days and I’m really counting on y’all.

ALEX

Alex Abraham (they/them) is an indie bookseller, writer, and sidekick to an incorrigible 8-year-old sister. In addition to reading and writing stories about messy, magical kids, they love hanging with their dog and making Excel spreadsheets. Go follow them on Twitter @alex_abe_ !

OSKAR

Hi, my name is Oskar and I’m 12. I think I’m qualified to be judging your stories because I’ve read thousands of books in my life.

SHARIFA

Sharifa is a trans Egyptian-American director and playwright raised in South Carolina. She is the author of several amazing plays, one of which was recently produced as a staged reading by the Women's Theatre Festival and published in the Methuen Anthology of Trans Plays. She's also won a bunch of Tumblr Survivor and Sequester games, so she knows wtf is up.

Wow, we truly are among royalty here! Now let’s see what they thought of your stories...

PROTEUS

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Lydia: What....the fuck happened to y'all to make you think THAT is a bedtime story? I should feel at peace and not fucking terrified. I didn't understand the plot and it kinda dragged but I feel like it's just above my comprehension skills so I won't take off points for that. The sensory experience of this was well executed, between the sounds of the shop and the visuals. But on the other hand...my senses do not feel ready for bed, so I don't know how to judge it. I feel incredibly overwhelmed by this whole experience BUT Jenna was absolutely amazing as usual. Raw talent, mad skills, my favorite. Personally I think you guys went in the wrong direction here, but you really committed to it and I respect that.

Alex: This was so creepy in the best way. I am desperate for answers I know I'll never have. Great job!

Oskar: The editing was very well done and really improved the overall effect of a spooky story.

Sharifa: Really enjoyed the layering of the story with sound and visuals. Sometimes it was distracting, but you clearly defined the tone and feel for the audience. Overall the effort and creativity was really beautiful, and I was genuinely impressed with how y’all took advantage of different mediums.

CETO

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+ Background Music: https://youtu.be/WgRfPc1lfJk

Lydia: Pancakes! This story made me really happy and I loved it. It was simple and cute, I love that you illustrated the whole book! I felt like someone was actually just reading me a bed time story. It was very casual and natural, and on theme to a bed time story. I'm not sure if you made the music separate out of laziness but I prefer it that way, and it's a nice way to help your friends (me) with sensory issues. There were some areas where I do feel like you guys were being lazy. Pancakes in a Corgi who lives underwater??? So he should be in a scuba suit...he's gonna drown. And Jolly feels like an underused character.

Alex: I love Pancake. I, too, could forget my own birthday. He is a true everyman protagonist. Awesome work!

Oskar: This was a fun one and the music fit perfectly with the story, I can clearly see that a lot of effort was put into it. There was a lack of sensory details, but I don’t think that hurt the story.

Sharifa: This made me feel like a child sitting for story time and was absolutely adorable. The cartoon drawn visuals and the music was truly delightful. HOWEVER just because a children’s story was your median, doesn’t mean you treat it with any less integrity. At points the story felt sloppy and messy. I think there was a way to incorporate the theme more, and sophisticate your plot.

And now for the scores..............

By a margin of 21 points... PROTEUS WINS IMMUNITY!

Congratulations - the nine of you will live to see another day on this Bridge. Head on back to your watchtower and celebrate!

Unfortunately for Ceto, I’ve got no such good news. You nine will be the first ones to experience Sea Council, where you will have to vote out one of your own. You have twenty-four hours to decide who that will be.

Please send your vote to your host chat by 9PM EST tomorrow, December 8th. If you wish, you may also send a voting confessional to be read alongside your vote (ex: “My vote is for Sugar. VC: You have made my life HELL from day one. Forget you, go home, GOODBYE!”). At 9PM tomorrow once I have the votes, I will read them in your team chat and one of you will become the first person voted out of Survivor: Aqualand.

Time to head back to the watchtower and get to work. Good luck.

#results

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marialenikiforov · 5 years

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Happy birthday, Meemee!

Before getting started with this sappy post full of love for @the-eros-experience , I want to thank everyone that answered the message of this crappy stalker or else I would have been unable to put all of this together.

Thank y'all ( @extra-vitya @yeahyeaice @can-we-start-again @theviktornikiforov-rp @vkusno-viktor @georgipopovich-voiceblog @yurioniceaesthetic @a-adventurer @yurisgodonice) for participating in this little post of love and good wishes for Meemee.

Happy birthday, dude! I basically organized you a gangbang with most of your Victors! jkjk

⭐💫🌟💫⭐💫🌟💫⭐💫🌟💫⭐💫🌟💫⭐

ғʀᴏᴍ: @vkusno-viktor

Happiest of Birthdays!!! I always love seeing your posts in my notifications, they never cease to make me smile. It’s always a challenge to my inner writer to make responses worthy of the awesomeness you gift me with, but I love the way our thread sparks my creativity. I’m looking forward to where it takes us, and so happy that we managed to run into each other on this hellsite. 💕

ғʀᴏᴍ: @theviktornikiforov-rp I wish her the happiest of birthdays!

ғʀᴏᴍ: @yurisgodonice Meemee you have always been a sweet bean and I love the interactions I have with you! Your art and edits are amazing and I love seeing each and every one that pops up on my dash!! Happy birthday Meemee! and hers to many more interactions between Viktor and Yuuri! <3

ғʀᴏᴍ: @yurioniceaesthetic happy birthday! i hope you have the best of years!!! i know we don’t talk that much anymore, but i wish the absolute best for you!! :DDDD

ғʀᴏᴍ: @extra-vitya Blowing out another candle should mean that you have lived another year of joy, and that you’ve made this world a better place. Make every day of your life, and every candle, count. May your birthday and every day be filled with the warmth of sunshine, the happiness of smiles, the sounds of laughter, the feeling of love and the sharing of good cheer.

ғʀᴏᴍ: @can-we-start-again I’d like to say I adore her art, its really great to see each piece and see how much she’s grown as an artist. As well as her writing is phenomenal, characters have such a solid voice in her writing style. As well as her blog is a pleasure to follow and I enjoy seeing her post on my dash :)

ғʀᴏᴍ: @a-adventurer Happy Birthday Meemee! I hope you have a great day!

ғʀᴏᴍ: @georgipopovich-voiceblog Meemee, your name is two letters away from becoming Meme. Which suits, almost. The fact of the matter is, you’re funny as can be, and so utterly sweet, that I can’t help but wish you a big happy birthday! Between your awesome art (AKA, the penis suit you drew for Georgi), and your hilarious stories, and your uplifting snaps that keep me on my toes, I love you so much! P.S. I still can’t stop reading your tags whenever you post, because you’re a fucking comedian.

ғʀᴏᴍ: @yeahyeaice Dear meemee, First of all, happy birthday. I hope life brings you joy and love, through both calm and harsh times. I would like to take this opportunity to thank you. Our stories bring me great joy, and being a friend of yours is a gift I will dearly treasure. Please know I am always here for you. With love, Yuuri. (Yeahyeaice mun)

ғʀᴏᴍ: me

Meemee, it will be very difficult to top everyone's birthday wishes and kind words to you, but I will try my best anyway.

My dude, it has been a while already since we started talking to each other and I feel so happy for getting off-anon that day. I never imagined that the person I admired was even better behind the screen.

I felt a connection with you since day one that I don't think I ever felt with a lot of people, we can talk about literally everything without judging each other.

We've been through a lot together, I want to thank you for always be there for me and I want to remind you that I will always be there for you as well.

It's been amazing to watching you grow these past couple of years, you've become more confident about yourself and that's so amazing.

Thank you for being my friend, although more than a friend, you've become a sister to me.

Happy birthday my dude, I wish you the best!

Thank you for being my friend, although more than a friend, you've become a sister to me, my nasty sister forever.

I love how we can talk hours and hours about everything without a filter of having to worry about what the other might think.

I love every single bit of your personality, how spiritual you are, funny, crazy, dramatic, kind and amazing you are.

I admire you for your art, your writing style but overall, I admire how you don't give up on anything. A lot of things have changed for you over the last couple of months and you've stayed strong anyway and learned new things in the process.

I love you slut, happy freaking 25 🌟

#yeahyeaice #vkusno-viktor #georgipopovich-voiceblog #the-eros-experience #yurisgodonice #theviktornikiforov-rp #yurioniceaesthetic #extra-vitya #can-we-start-again #a-adventurer #meemee day #happy birthday meemee #making this post made me remember why I hate tumblr so much

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imaginedeux · 5 years

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Girl At The Rock Show (E.D. Imagine)

A/N: So Warped Tour happened like almost a year ago now, and I've been wanting to write something. I’ve read a couple of imagines where the reader goes to Cochella with the twins, but I haven't read them going to Warped Tour, and that’s honestly a concept. The show is going to be in San Diego, but i’ll be putting set times from when I went.

“Hey whats up guys! We’re back! Well, I’m back, Grayson is sick and can't film/ can't leave the house, but don't worry, we have four other amazing people here to help me with today’s video! Please introduce yourselves to the camera!” Ethan yelled at the camera from the passenger seat, pointing it at you.

“Hey! It’s (Y/N)! And I’m currently driving E’s car the three hour journey to San Diego.” You fake groaned, before you smiled at the camera, making sure you stayed in your lane. Your three other friends in the back seat all yelled hello before Ethan said he would update them when they got to the location.

“Awesome, now for a 3 hour nap.” Ethan sighed, putting his feet onto the dashboard.

“Oh, heck nah! You have at least three hours to learn one song from one of the bands playing today.” You explained, giving him your phone that was tethered to the car’s bluetooth. “I have a playlist on Spotify with a bunch of songs from some bands playing today, so you better get learning.”

“I’ll give you 3 seconds to guess where we are today!” Ethan yelled at his camera as you grabbed your draw string backpack from the trunk, ready to get the long day stared. “Well you’re probably wrong, or you're right cause you read the title to the video. I’m at the LAST Vans Warped Tour in San Diego! As you know a couple of months ago, Gray and I surprised (Y/N) with a ticket to Cochella, and she had the time of her life. Now a month-ish ago she surprised Gray and I with tickets to Warped Tour, but unfortunately Gray got sick, so we gave his ticket to one of (Y/N)’s friends since they didn't have the chance to buy a ticket before it sold out. So now we’re here, I’m not sure how much i’ll be able to film because it is a sold out gig and there are going to be a ton of people, I might just get (Y/N) to film for me.”

“I’ll only film for you if you end up crowd surfing, everything else is on you.” You shook your head closing the trunk of his car, after making sure everyone had what they needed. “Alright lets head out!” A five minute walk from the rather sketchy $20 parking lot later, your group came across the end of the line. “No fucking way, the entrance is literally around the block, and the doors don't open for another hour.”

“See, I told you we should have brought the cans of food, we would have gotten early entrances.” Your friend Carla, lectured as people with bags of food cans walked by.

“I completely forgot about them! I could have sworn I had them at the apartment before we left, but I couldn't find them this morning.” You explained, groaning. If you had non-perishable cans of food, or even an old cellphone, and you donated them, you'd be able to enter the grounds, about half an hour before everyone else did.

“Wait, were they all cans of corn?” Ethan asked from behind you. Turning, you gave him a look.

“Yes...” You answered squinting your eyes at him. “Did you take them?! I swear E, if you did...” You started before Ethan covered your mouth with his free hand, the other holding onto the camera recording the scene in front of him.

“No, wait, they’re in the car. They were in the cardboard boxes next to the first aid kit.” Ethan explained, pointing the camera at himself, before the group of you started to yell.

“E, can you PLEASE, go and grab them? Please! I’ll buy you a whole pineapple pizza to yourself when we get to the hotel tonight.” You pleaded, taking the camera away from him. A laugh at the group later, he was sprinting back towards the car, ready to get this long day started.

“Thank you guys for the donations, you all have a good day!” The woman taking the cans said, scanning your tickets.

“Likewise!” The lot of you smiled back, making your way towards the grounds. “So how is this going to work? Cause I know Carla, Kevin and Jack wanna go and see Crown The Empire, and it looks like they’re one of the first to play at the White Lightning Stage, and that’s on the other side of the venue.” You said looking up between the inflatable line-up and the venue map you payed way too much for.

“Well, it looks like All Time Low is gonna be the last to play today at the Right Foot Stage at 8:30, and thats a band we all wanna see so we can meet up at the end of the day of thats what you want?” Jack, said pointing at the line up. This was one of the things about warped, most of the time the bands you wanna see play at same time and on opposite sides of the venue.

“Wait look, Chase Atlantic is playing at 7:55, isn't that the band you wanna see?” You asked looking up at Ethan, who was looking back at the line up.

“Yeah it is, but its at 7:55, which means that we’ll be late to the band y'all wanna see.” Ethan realized, looking at how long Chase would play. “I know you’ve been wanting to see All Time Low for years, and I don't want you to miss out on them.”

“Thats nonsense, so looks like we have a plan. Jack, you, Carla and Kevin wanna see the same bands, so you can stick together. I’ll stick with Ethan, so we’ll meet you at the Right Foot Stage at around 8:30, if anything I brought an extra battery pack so I can text y'all.” You smiled at the group before the five of you split.

“You ready to see a real rock show?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be, maybe its a good idea that Gray didn't come, he’d be freaking out about Chase, he’s the one who got me into them.” Ethan laughed as the two of you walked by multiple vendors trying to sell the two of you things you really didn't need.

“Get your free bracelet for the opportunity to meet State Champs!” A vendor yelled as you walked by, causing you to stop dead in your tracks. You weren't sure if it was the State Champs t-shirt you decided to wear with a pair of high waisted black shorts and your trusty Sk-8 Hi black Vans, or if it was the multiple home-made SC patches that decorated our backpack, that made the lady yell the moment you passed by.

“E, give me a second.” You whispered, before you hauled ass towards the booth with the lady who was yelling. “Hi, is it true you’re giving fans a chance to meet State Champs?”

“Yup, I saw your patches and I couldn't let the opportunity pass. So, it is a free meet and greet, all you have to do is watch this video, its only 2 minutes long so it won't take too much time out of your day, then after its done, we’ll go ahead and give you a bracelet for the meet and greet at 1:30 at the tent right next door.” She explained pointing at the places that you needed to go to, to be able to meet your favorite band at the festival.

“Can I get to meet them too?” The hazel eyed boy asked from beside you.

“Sure, just go ahead and watch a quick video and I’ll give you a bracelet to meet them at 1:30 at the tent next door.” She gave him the same smile she gave you, pointing everything out. The video was short and to the point, don't smoke, it'll kill you. “Thank you so much for watching the video, and here are the bracelets you need to meet State Champs. The meet and greet will start at 1:30 so if you want to get here before hand thats alright.”

“Thank you!” The two of you yelled, walking away from the tent not sure what to do next. “So are there any bands you wanna see?”

“DID YOU SEE THAT?!” Ethan yelled coming back up from behind you, you had to admit that you were surprised to see Ethan actually crowd surf his way to the front where Mayday Parade was playing.

“Of course I did, and you're gonna be happy I got that all on film.” You laughed at him, with the camera in your hand. You and your friends were concert goers but not brave enough to crowd surf yet. “This video is going to be killer to edit next week.”

“Dont worry I’ll get Gray to edit it since he was too sick to come along.” Ethan laughed looking over the crowd as they jumped and danced along to the band covering Blink-182′s Girl at The Rock Show. “Not even at Coachella are people this hyped to see their favorite band or artist. We need to come to more of these.”

“Some of the bands have been making music since a lot of these kids were young, they grew up hearing these bands. Warped is decently priced so this might be some of these peoples only chance of seeing their favorite band live.” You explained as the lead singer, Derek thanked the crowd for letting them play main stage, and said they would be playing their last song next, which was a fan favorite. “Come on E, Mayday’s almost done, so that means its almost 1:30, its time to meet State Champs.”

“Next please!” The already annoyed merch employee yelled as some kids stepped out of the tent.

“Holy shit E, it really is them!” You mumbled covering your mouth as you and Ethan stepped into the tent.

“Hey yall, how’s warped tour going?” Derek, the lead singer asked as the two of you came face to face with one of your favorite bands in the last couple of years.

“It’s good so far, it’ll be even better once I see yall play! By the way, can I get a hug please?” You asked almost shaking, this band was the reason you got out of the comfort zone of your hometown and are the reason you moved to L.A., they gave you the courage to do everything you were scared to do before.

“Come on in here!” Ryan, one of the guitarists laughed bringing you in for a bone crushing hug. “You to my man! Hugs for everyone.” E’s laugh rumbled through the tent as the group of you came in for a group hug. You never thought that you’d ever be able to meet them, much less hug them.

“Can we get a group picture?” Ethan asked this time, you’d honestly forgotten about asking for picture with them, being in the same city as them was good enough for you.

“Sure, anything you guys wanna do?” Tyler, the other guitarist asked.

“How about 90′s rap cover group picture?” You asked shaking out of your state of shock. “Honestly its the only thing I can think of and I’m just remembering the photo of pigeons that looked like they were about to drop the greatest rap album of the century.”

“I know which one you’re talking about! Dude I honestly didn’t think anyone remembers that photo.” Tony, the bass player grinned at the thought of the pigeon photo. Handing over his phone, Ethan quickly squatted down in front of you, Derek doing the same as the rest of the band stood next to you, allowing you to be in the center of the picture.

“Thank you again for coming to Warped Tour, thank you for being a fan of us and allowing us to come out and play all away across the country from our hometown.” Evan said giving you another hug.

“Thank you all as well, your music gave me the courage to move out of my little hometown to L.A., without ya’ll, I don’t know where I would be.” You grinned, before you hugged all of them one last time. “Can’t wait to see yall play later!”

“I still can’t believe that we met State Champs, they’re all as beautiful as they look like on Instagram.” You gushed biting into one of the ice pops the two of you bought for way too much.

“(Y/N), that was like two hours ago, you even got to see them live. How are you still going on about them?” Ethan asked chucking the stick into the nearest trashcan, it’d been a couple of hours since State Champs played and the two of you decided to wonder around the festival grounds.

“I don’t know, their music gave me so much courage to be myself, they’re the reason why i’m standing here in San Diego, because without them I wouldn’t have moved to L.A., met you, Gray, Carla, Jack, and Kevin, and without yall, I wouldnt have gotten the chance at meeting them.” You explained grinning at Ethan. “I really do owe it all to them. So, anyways, what do you wanna do now? We have a couple more hours till Chase, so we have time to do anything you want.”

“We haven’t filmed anything for the vlog in a while, why don’t we find a place to sit, and talk to the viewers.”

“Sorry it’s been a minute since we’ve updated you, but the group was disbanded so we could watch the bands we wanted to watch. What bands have we seen today?” Ethan asked, looking between you and the camera the two of you set up on an empty picnic table you were able to grab.

“We’ve seen Mayday Parade, we got to see a part of 3OH!3′s set, which was at more lit than I thought it was going to be, we saw my band State Champs, go follow them on all social media you wont regret it, when we finally got out of the pit, we got to see the last couple of songs for Simple Plan, and we just finished watching Bowling For Soup’s set. For those who dont know, Warped Tour is consisted of six different stages, the Journey’s Left Foot and Right Foot stage are the two main stages of the festival, while the other four are smaller stages, two are for the heavier bands and the other two are for smaller bands. Anyways, the reason we’ve seen 5 bands, is because they’ve been on the Left and Right stages so they’re right next to each other. Now we’re waiting for Chase Atlantic’s set and we’re going to meet back up with the group to watch All Time Low, another band you should go and follow on all social media, just follow all the bands, they’re all good.”

“Wow, talk about that plug. But I have to admit, their music has been really good, a lot of music you could work out too for sure. Oh, we also met (Y/N)’s favorite band State Champs, and they were actually really cool, they seemed really down to earth,” Ethan started before you gestured to put the photo in the video. “Insert picture here, I dont know how it looks and (Y/N), chose the pose, so if we look like idiots, blame (Y/N).”

“Hey, I’m giving them quality content, so you’re welcome.” You sassed looking down at your phone. “My friend from back home is mad at me that I’m Warped without her, and shes telling me to go check out a band if they haven’t played yet. Can I borrow your phone, to see if they’ve played yet?”

“So demanding,” Ethan joked as you grabbed his phone out of his hand. “If you have a chance at trying to come to one of these shows, do it. If you don’t mind walking around for hours, or being around large groups of people, and some of these band’s fans do go hard and start moshing, but if you don’t mind any of that, it something everyone should do at least once in their life.”

“Hey, the band my friend is talking about is going to play in like 30 minutes, can we head over? It’s on the same page Chase Atlantic is playing at.”

“We’re With Confidence, we’re all the way from Sydney, Australia, thank you so much for letting us play few songs for you guys today!” The lead singer, and also bassist said smiling. “I’m Jayden, this beautiful man on guitar is Inigo, and this equally beautiful man on drums is Josh. If you guys dont mind we’ll be meeting any one that wants to meet us, right at our tent over there, it’s big and pink you cant miss it. We’ll be signing your things and if you want, you can pre-order our album coming out at the end of the summer, and you can get both a physical and digital copy when you buy today.”

“Oh my god, do you hear those accents? Why are they so beautiful?” You gushed as they played a new song coming out on the album they were talking about. Like most of the other songs they had played, they were all high energy, the kids up at the barricades were jumping along to the beat, and some of the kids in the middle of the crowd were opening up the pit for a circle pit, the dust flying up into the air as they ran around in a circle. That was one of the perks of being far from the barricades, and on the outside perimeter of the pit, you were able to see everything, and how the kids were reacting to the band. “I’ve never heard of this band, but they are amazing, i’m definitely signing up for a CD.”

“First, State Champs, now these guys? Who don’t you love, (Y/N)?” Ethan sighed, rolling his eyes as you got footage of the band and of the kids in the moshpit.

“I fall easily, all it takes is a pretty face and an amazing accent.” You stuck your tongue out at Ethan as the band started to play their final song.

“This entire video is going to be just you meeting bands.” Ethan laughed as you pulled him to the meet and greet line for With Confidence.

“Hey, i’m at least giving you content E, you would have probably just pranked Gray if it wasnt for me.” You grinned at the camera knowing it was true.

“I mean true.”

“And, i’m giving your Instagram followers content as well, y’all have no idea how many times E has taken his shirt off today because of how warm it got, and he’s definitely gotten some stares from some of the kids here.”

“Hey! It’s not my fault it’s gotten warm!” He explained grabbing the camera from you, pointing it at himself as he tried to defend his actions.

“Um, I told you to wear shorts and a tank top, but no! I know how to dress for a festival, and its not going to get hot.” You mocked Ethan, grabbing the camera out of his hands as you used his cool voice. “And here he is suffering in black plaid jeans and a white long sleeve.” Laughing you showed the viewers the outfit he decided to wear to a summer festival.

“Well you’ll be the one complaining later when we go and see All Time Low, and you’re freezing.” Ethan shot back as one of the security guards started allowing the first kid to meet With Confidence.

“That’s what you think! While you were meeting some of fans, I went and bought myself an All Time Low hoodie so HA!” You laughed, shoving the camera towards Ethan to grab the hoodie you got from your favorite band. “They didnt have my size so I had to get the next size up, but its so comfortable guys.” You could already feel the shift in temperature so it was the perfect time to put on your hoodie. The hoodie reached below the hem of your shorts, and the sleeves went passed the tips of your fingers with ease, it looked like you were ready for bed, not ready to rock out at a concert.

Meeting With Confidence was a whole other experience, they were so happy to see people lining up to meet them. They were constantly thanking you and Ethan for being there to see them, and giving their band a chance. They were happy to hear that you were going to buy a CD and a couple of shirt from their merch stand, and were like that with the kids before and after you. A couple of heavier bands later, and Chase Atlantic started to play is when you started recording the crowd’s reaction to the band. Both you and Ethan realized that the music they’ve released, is played differently live. Rather than the sensual RnB vibe, they sounded like all the other rock bands that played that day. Midway through their set they thanked everyone for stay to see them play since they were one of the last bands playing that day, as they continued to thank the crowd, Ethan grabbed the camera and started recording the crowd from his perspective. This is something that the two of you had been doing all day, so both of you could enjoy the band, and it would give Gray more angles to edit. Its once Ethan started recording the crowd and the band that he realized how well you knew the lyrics to the songs. You swayed when the music slowed, you jumped along to the kick drum, you spun around as the lead singer sang the lyrics all the kids in the crowd knew. Ethan stepped back and started recording you as the lead singer stopped singing, allowing the crowd to sing the lyrics to one of their more famous songs. Although the temperatures continued to lower, that wasnt causing the blush on Ethan’s cheeks to appear.

“Alright, this is going to be the last song we play tonight, thank you for allowing us to play here to night, and I hope you guys have an amazing rest of the evening.” The lead singer, Mitchel, thanked as the band started playing the last song.

“E, come on! We need to head to the Right Foot Stage, Carla, Kevin and Jack are already there!” You yelled, literally pulling him out of his day dream and out of the crowd. As the two of you ran to one of the last stages still up, the two of you could hear the sea of kids singing along to some of the songs that were playing through the speakers, waiting for the final band to play. “Look, there they are!”

“Thank you guys so much!” Alex thanked the crowd before he started the last song of San Diego’s Warped Tour.

“I’ve got your picture, i’m coming with you. Dear Maria count me in, theres a story at the bottom of this bottle and i’m the pen!” The entire crowd sang as, Alex, Jack and Zack jumped around the stage and around Rian, who was playing the drums. By the time the lot of you had gotten to the stage, you were a good twenty yards away from the stage, but it didnt bother you. If anything it allowed your group to step back, and be able to dance along to the songs you grew up with. It also gave Ethan the opportunity to record you guys without being shoved around in the pit. Then the song reached the long awaited climax, as Jack and Alex threw their guitars across the stage, the confetti cannons showered the crowd in multi colored paper. Although the sounds of the cannons startled Ethan, he never took his eyes off you as the pieces of paper fell around you. It was the gasp that made you stop spinning around to look at Ethan.

He could have sworn that the sound of the crowd drowned out his gasp, but apparently it was loud enough for you to hear and stop spinning. It was the smile that put the nail in the coffin for Ethan. It was the biggest, and the realest smile he’s ever seen from you. Since the beginning of your friendship with Ethan, there was a difference in it. It wasn’t a normal friendship the two of you shared, it was something more. although the two of you refused to admit it. The two of you could lean on each other, the two of you were closer than even the fans knew about, and a majority knew how close the two of you lead on. The two of you talked about everything, from things that you saw that reminded you of each other, to desires of what you wanted to do in both the near and far future. When you started talking about how you wanted to go to the Last Cross Country Warped Tour, Ethan instantly jumped on the chance to buy the two of you tickets. So, no, Grayson wasn’t sick, he knew about the little plan his twin brother was creating. But since you weren’t aware, you invited your friends, who weren’t aware of the plan Ethan was planning either, along since they also had tickets.

The thing was, you had a plan up your sleeve as well. You knew from the very beginning that your friends were going to be watching groups you and Ethan hadnt heard of before, so you knew you would have some time with Ethan without feeling pressured by your friends to make a move. Through out the day the two of you laughed at random jokes, you shared your drinks and food with each other, you even encouraged each other to do things you’d never have the guts to do if you were by yourself. As the day continued, the two of you held on to each other as the bands you were watching played the slow song of the set. You hugged Ethan longer, and harder after meeting With Confidence, and State Champs, quietly thanking him for sharing the experience with you. With a smile still on your face, you brought Ethan in for a hug, one harder than any of the ones the two of you had shared before.

“Thank you so much. You have no idea what today means to me. It wouldnt have been the same without you.” You confessed looking up at him.

The look in your eyes were ones Ethan had never seen before. There was something about them that were different, but looked familiar.

Its the look my parents have when they look at each other. You realized as Ethan looked down at you, swaying the two of you back and forth. As the song started to fade, you started to stand on your tip toes as Ethan started to lead down. Little did the two of you know that your friends were sneakily taking a photo of the moment, something they had been doing all day. Besides seeing their favorite bands, your friends knew of the plan through Grayson, and were capturing the moments neither of you were getting on camera. What a better way to end Warped Tour in the arms of someone you cared for deeply, and that care for you the same way.

#ethan dolan #ethan dolan au #ethan dolan imagine #dolan twins #dolan twins imagine #dolan twins au #warped tour au

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dreamsofalifea · 5 years

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((150 followers Follow Forever!!!))

Aka, I have NO IDEA how y'all put up with me. I want to give some cred to the people who have been there for me. I love you guys so much. If I don't tag all of your blogs, please forgive me.

@siximpossiblethoughts / @princesxcourt / @swcrdandshield / @pennedbymax Max is one of the kindest, funniest, most creative and lively roleplayers I know. He knows how to capture a wide spectrum of emotion and can make you laugh, cry, and wanna yell in a single reply.

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dragonagecompanionsreact · 5 years

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Hey there! I hope you guys are doing good! As for my ask, I was wondering if you could do a scenario of maybe the companions and advisers reacting to finding out the Inquisitor is Dovakiin/Dragonborn. (Romance included if you can/want) I hope y'all have yourselves a lovely day! :D

Cassandra: “Dragons are beautiful creatures. The Maker has given you a great gift. Use it wisely,” Cassandra tells the Inquisitor. The power could be dangerous in the wrong hands, but the Inquisitor would never misuse such a gift. As someone who hails from

Nevarra, it is a relief the fabled Dragonborn is someone to never take advantage of the power given to them. If Romanced: Cassandra may never admit to it, but she vividly remembers reading romance novels where there we’re dashing heroes and dragons. As a young woman, it was enough to make her swoon. Unfortunately, Cassandra finds it still seems to have that effect when she learns the Inquisitor is Dragonborn. The only difference is Cassandra is able to hide it much better than when she was young.

Varric: “Inquisitor at this point I don’t have to come up with anything. Your story writes itself!” The Inquisitor is a walking, talking fantasy novel. He thought Hawke had it bad, but the Inquisitor really one ups his dear friend after knowledge of the Dragonborn makes the rounds of Skyhold. At this point the Inquisitor’s story is going to be a full out autobiography. No creative license necessary.

Cole: Cole knows early on about the Inquisitor’s connection with dragons. He is unable to figure it out in the beginning. All Cole knows is that once after fighting a dragon, there is this moment of calm where their thoughts and feelings are intertwined. “Both of you hurt, but I can’t fix it. Why can’t I fix the hurt?” He loves to help and becomes saddened when he cannot.

Vivienne: “Darling, this is amazing news. Imagine the power you’ll wield.” Vivienne once again applauds her decision to side with the Inquisitor. She also feels the need to warn the Inquisitor about having such a power. Being Dragonborn will cause many to try to cozy up to them. Some (if not many) will have ill intentions. Of course, that is where she and the rest of the Inquisition comes in.

Solas: He can remember the first Dragonborn. They were one of his people who were caught in the crossfire after he created the veil. It seems strange that the Inquisitor just so happens to be Dragonborn as well. In the end it is of little consequence to Solas for he still plans to bring down the veil and reunite this world with fade. If Romanced: His vhenan seems to be full of surprises. First she survives the conclave and now appears to be the fabled Dragonborn. The news means little to him because it changes nothing. He loves the Inquisitor despite the many attempts to ignore the feelings he holds for her. For the time being, he will enjoy their time together because eventually Solas will be forced to end things. Whether he truly wants too or not.

Sera: “Inky tell me I can shoot arrows while riding on the Dragon, yeah?” Sera doesn’t like weird magic stuff, but like Bull she thinks dragons are pretty fucking cool. The Inquisitor doesn’t her question right away and just gives her a look. Sera grins. That’s a yes. She knows it. If Romanced: Sera would normally think it was awesome, but ever since the Inky made her fall in love with her, all she does is worry. Being Dragonborn will paint a bigger target on her back. Not only from

Corypheshit, but from any other baddies. The Inquisitor can tell Sera’s worried by just looking at her. Stupid Inky and stupid love.

Dorian: “Fascinating! Do you mind relieving me of the heavy burden this curiosity is forcing to weigh on my shoulders by answering a few questions?” Dorian asks, eyes twinkling. It’s slight retribution for the questions the Inquisitor posed to him about Tevinter just after Dorian’s arrival in Haven. Given the grin on the Inquisitor’s face, they see exactly what he is up too. Good. Then Dorian won’t have any trouble getting his questions answered and sharing a glass of wine with his dear friend at the same time. If Romanced: As a scholar, Dorian is fascinated by the idea of a Dragonborn. However, thinking of his Amatus having yet another unpredictable power is enough to send Dorian’s worry skyrocketing. He knew when he fell in love with the Inquisitor it would be difficult given the many threats on his life, but knowing and trying to accept it are two very different things.

Iron Bull: Bull doesn’t know what to say at first. All he can think about is: dragons! They are powerful and dangerous creatures. Nothing like killing one to get your blood pumping. And the Inquisitor can basically control them. It takes practice and learning spells to get to that point, the Inquisitor explains, but Bull has already tuned out. Dragons! If Romanced: “Kadan, I’ll be in your room. Come find me when you get a moment alone.” Bull’s blood is pumping in excitement, leading to images of being with the Inquisitor and a dragon they just killed feet from them. He grumbles to himself and hopes the War Council doesn’t keep his Kadan too long.

Blackwall: Maker, he doesn’t understand any of this magic stuff going on in Thedas. It all goes over his head. The Inquisitor being Dragonborn falls into that category. He will remain by the Inquisitor’s side no matter what title they take or power they wield. Provided they are still committed to being good. If Romanced: The woman is bloody amazing. Blackwall learns this early on and it really has nothing to do with her ability to command dragons or to close rifts. She has a way of getting others to believe in her. Blackwall falls in love with her quickly. He attempts to stay away but it fails every time. She threatens to sick a dragon on him should he try to run away by saying she’s to good for him. This only makes him fall harder for the Inquisitor.

Leliana: “It should come of no surprise that I learned of your Dragonborn status back when you were imprisoned in Haven,” Leliana informs the Inquisitor when they come to speak with her alone one day about the secret they’d been keeping. The Inquisitor looks surprised, which in turn, surprises Leliana. What kind of spy would she be of she didn’t gather all information available?

Josephine: “Inquisitor, would you like me to make an official statement or keep this under wraps?” Josephine won’t lie. They can use the information of the Inquisitor being Dragonborn to their advantage (especially when it comes to getting Nevarra on their side). But if the Inquisitor wants to go in a different direction, Josephine will fully be able to make that happen. If Romanced: Josephine has nothing against dragons. They indeed are very lovely creatures, but her love has a tendency to act first and think later. What of the Inquisitor does this while riding on a dragon? The thought alone is enough to send Josephine into a panic. She can try talking with her love. It is the only thing Josephine can think to do.

Cullen: Cullen has mixed feelings about magic, but he will not let his biases cloud his judgement when it comes to serving the Inquisitor and the Inquisition. However, given his title as Commander of the Inquisition’s forces, Cullen can see the positives of the Inquisitor being Dragonborn. They may be able to use it to their advantage depending on the Inquisitor’s thoughts about the plan. If Romanced: Being involved with the Inquisitor leaves Cullen constantly worrying if she will come back to him safely. He isn’t thrilled with the idea of her being Dragonborn for all the extra danger it will bring into the Inquisitor’s life, but he will support her regardless of his personal thoughts on the matter.

#dragon age #dai #dragon age inqisition #skyrim #varric tethras #vivienne #cole #iron bull #cullen #josephine #leliana #blackwall #dorian #solas #sera #cassandra #mod sumi #skeletonkeystudios

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helloalycia · 5 years

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fake dating [two] // brie larson

summary: after your mum invited you and your new girlfriend to dinner, things get a little heated, to say the least.

warning/s: none.

author's note: hope this gives you a bit more of an idea into your mum's personality! And I'm glad y'all are liking it! I'll post the next bit tomorrow :)

"Y/N, it'll be fine, you're just stressing unnecessarily," Brie tried to reassure me as she was driving to my mum's the following evening.

I chewed on the inside of my mouth, glancing at Brie. She looked lovely tonight and I appreciated her dressing up especially for this meal with my mum and Isaac. She had an easygoing smile on her lips, as if nothing could ruin tonight. I envied her optimism.

"What if she asks us something that throws us off?"

I did ask if you wanted to practice running through some questions beforehand," Brie pointed out, a hint of amusement in her voice.

I scoffed. "Practice? We're best friends, Brie. I know everything about you and vice versa. We'll be fine."

Brie laughed. "Then relax. We're here now anyway, so take a deep breath and c- woah."

I followed her gaze and saw she was taken aback by the size of my mum's house. I sighed quietly, knowing it was huge. It wasn't the house I had grown up in - that was a little smaller, but still mansion-like - but this was a new one of my mum's. One of her three mansions in America. The other two were 'holiday homes', as if one house wasn't enough.

"Remind me again why you never told me you were filthy rich?" Brie asked, as she admired the mansion she was now parking in front of.

"Because my mum sees me as a failure since I refused to follow in her footsteps as a lawyer?" I reminded her, a hint of annoyance in my voice. I wasn't annoyed with Brie, just being back at my mum's house.

Brie parked up and took a deep breath. I raised an eyebrow.

"Thought you weren't nervous?"

She gave me a small smile. "That was before I saw the size of the house."

I rested a hand on her shoulder and squeezed it gently, offering a smile. "You've been telling me this whole car ride that we'll be fine, so we will be. Let's just go in and get this over and done with, yeah?"

She nodded, breathing out slowly. "Yeah."

I grinned, letting go of her shoulder. "Awesome! Now pretend you love me and let's go make my mum not hate me anymore!"

Brie and I went to the door with our gifts - flowers and chocolates - and knocked. Brie nudged me in the shoulder gently and I looked to her, only to feel at ease when she smiled at me. Almost three years into our friendship and she always knew how to make me feel better.

The door opened and some sort of butler opened it, his eyes boring into us both.

"Hi, er, I'm Y/N Y/L/N, here to see my mum and Isaac?" I spoke, stupidly unsure of myself because of his detached expression.

He blinked, looking between us both, before motioning for us to follow him. Brie and I stepped inside as he shut the door.

"They have a butler," Brie mumbled in my ear, with disbelief.

"Yup."

We both followed the butler down the vast entrance, Brie taking it all in from beside me. I would have smiled at how cute she looked, looking around like a kid in a candy store, but I was too busy fretting about how this evening would go down.

"Miss, Y/L/N, your daughter and her girlfriend are here," the butler finally spoke as we entered the living-area. My mum and Isaac were sat beside one another, chatting. When they saw us, they both stood up, smiles on their faces.

"Girls, lovely to see you both again," my mum said, glancing at her watch. "And not a minute late. Wonderful."

I gave a small smile. "You, too, mum. We got you some chocolates and flowers. I thought I'd give you your wedding gift next week, and we didn't want to show up empty-handed now, so yeah."

I held out the gifts, but my mum merely glanced at the butler, who took them from my hands and left the room. I cocked my head to Brie, giving her a 'help me' look, to which she cleared her throat and looked to my mum with a smile.

"Thank you for inviting us, Y/M/N," she said, stepping forward to put out her hand. "And you must be Isaac! It's a pleasure, sir."

They both shook Brie's hand before she stepped back beside me, nudging me a little. I moved forward and shook their hands, too.

"Come here, Y/N," Isaac said with a grin, pulling me into a hug. "You don't come round nearly as much as I'd like. How are you?"

I smiled genuinely. I liked Isaac. He always made an effort and I could see he cared about my mum and I. Though, I never understood how he and my mum didn't clash.

"I'm good," I said, taking a seat opposite him and my mum. Brie sat beside me as I continued. "And you? I must congratulate you both, again. I'm really happy for you."

Another butler, different from the last, walked in, setting two cups of tea in front of us on the coffee table. Sugar, milk and biscuits were all there and I immediately helped myself.

Isaac looked to my mum with lovesick eyes before wrapping an arm around her waist. "Thank you, Y/N. Enough about us though. Ever since your mother told me about you having a girlfriend yesterday, I couldn't wait for tonight!" His eyes went to Brie. "Such a pleasure to meet you, Brie."

I watched both Isaac and my mum as they seemed genuinely excited for me. Isaac always was to be fair, but my mum rarely cared enough about my life, so to see her glancing at me with pride in her eyes made me feel, well, noticed.

"...I'm an actress," I tuned back in to see Brie explaining to them both. "I'm currently training for this new film called Captain Marvel."

"An actress? Wow!" my mum said, an impressed smile on her face. She glanced at me before saying, "I didn't think Y/N would ever end up with someone that successful!"

I closed my eyes, internalising my annoyance. Of course. I opened my eyes again when I felt Brie's hand in mine, squeezing it gently. I glanced at her, but she was forcing a small smile in my mum's direction.

"Y/N is just as successful, Y/M/N," she said.

My mum didn't even recognise the hint of sass in Brie's voice nor the fake smile on her lips, instead laughing as she looked at me, then to Brie again.

"So, what films might I have seen you in, Brie, dear? Anything big?" she asked, completely dismissing Brie's previous comment. Isaac looked uncomfortable beside my mum, but said nothing.

Brie clenched her jaw and I knew words were going to spill from her mouth in defence of me, but I couldn't let her do that and ruin this, so I interrupted instead.

"Nothing you've heard of mum," I said, earning my mum's attention. "Not your taste of films."

My mum nodded, sipping her tea. "Very well. Maybe I'll have a look at one of your films, Brie. What's your full name, dear?"

Brie glanced at me, before saying, "Brie Larson in the credits. But my name is actually Brianne Sidonie Desaulniers."

My mum nodded, sipping the last of her tea, before standing up. "Amazing. I'll look you up... So, is everyone finished? Dinner should be ready now."

"Well actually I-"

"Come on, Y/N, hurry," my mum cut me off, before grabbing Isaac's hand and dragging him to the dining room.

I pursed my lips and put my half full cup of tea on the coffee table.

"Y/N, are you sure you want to do this?" Brie asked, turning to face my way with a concerned expression on her face. "I hate to say this, but your mum is-"

"Rude, big-headed and judgemental?" I filled in for her.

"Well, yeah," Brie agreed, her voice low. "I don't like how she speaks to you. Why would you want to pretend to have me as a girlfriend to impress someone who treats you horribly?"

I stood up, shrugging. "She's my mum, Brie..."

"Who is proud of you for something that isn't true," she pointed out, standing up beside me. "You know I'll help you out with this, Y/N, but as your friend, I think you should just stand up to your mum and tell her the truth. If she doesn't love you for what you've got, what's the point?"

I sighed, meeting Brie's eyes. They were a warm brown colour, with flecks of gold shining through and reminding me who I was. I wasn't a liar. Even for my mum's approval. She was right.

"Okay, come on," I said, grabbing her hand and leading her to the dining room. I saw Isaac and my mum taking a seat beside each other and had no choice but to sit opposite them with Brie.

"We're having salmon," my mum said as the waiters brought out the food. "I hope that's okay."

"It's fine, thank you," Brie said with a smile, before looking to me with a 'tell her' look.

I swallowed the lump in my throat before looking to my mum. "Mum, I need to tell you something. About Brie and I."

My mum nodded, though I could see she wasn't really listening as she watched the waiters put food on her plate.

"I thought, well... you assumed Brie and I were together because of the photo at our flat," I began, and my mum glanced at me, "but you didn't listen to me. I was trying to tell you that–"

"Where is this going, Y/N?" my mum asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Let her speak, dear," Isaac said, giving her a knowing look.

"I am, but she's taking her time getting her words out," my mum replied, before staring at me. "What is it? Are you breaking up? Are you cheating on her? Are you even together?"

I widened my eyes, a little hurt that she'd think I would do that, specifically the cheating thing.

"I wouldn't be surprised, I mean, she's an actress," my mum continued, as if each word wasn't a punch to the gut. "It's a little far fetched that you'd be with someone like Brie."

"Y/M/N, you should stop there," Isaac said sternly, before glancing at me apologetically.

"You really think I'm that much of a failure that I couldn't be with someone like Brie?" I asked with disbelief. "That's how little you think of me, mum?"

"Y/N–"

"Why is it so hard to believe I could have a girlfriend like her?" I questioned her, growing angry. "Because she's beautiful? Talented? Successful? Everything I'm not?"

"Y/N, you're making a scene," my mum said, glaring at me. "This shouldn't be a discussion."

"But it is," I said, the words flying from my mouth. "I'm here, telling you I have a girlfriend, and you're still doubting me! Well, guess what, mum, she is my girlfriend whether you believe it or not."

I could feel Brie's eyes on me and I wasn't really sure why I'd said that. Anger? Annoyance? I was fed up, that was for sure. With my mum thinking so little of me. I was going to prove to her that I could have someone like Brie, even if it wasn't real, technically.

"Then what did you want to tell me, Y/N?" my mum asked, raising her eyebrows. "I know you're with Brie. You've obviously proven me wrong. So, what else is there to say?"

I clenched my jaw. "Nothing. Let's just eat..."

She nodded and dug into her food. Isaac looked out of place as he did the same. I glanced at Brie, who's expression I couldn't exactly read.

"So, erm, is the food okay, girls?" Isaac asked, trying to make conversation.

I picked at my plate.

"Delicious, thank you," Brie spoke up, sensing I wouldn't.

"You know, you never told me how you both met," Isaac continued, and I glanced up at him to see an apologetic smile on his lips, as if he were trying to make up for what my mum had said.

I appreciated his gesture and couldn't help but give him a small smile in return.

"We met just over two years ago," I said, glancing at Brie, who smiled encouragingly my way. "Brie was looking for a flat and I was looking for a flatmate."

"I came over to check out the flat and I met Y/N then," Brie added, a genuine smile on her lips. "She was lovely. She showed me the flat, making jokes about everything. Gosh, I'd never laughed so hard at a flat viewing."

I chuckled, looking at her. "You thought I was funny?"

She nodded, meeting my eyes. "Why did you think I had to step outside for a moment? I was crying with laughter."

"I thought I'd freaked you out," I said honestly, a grin on my lips and any annoyance towards my mum momentarily forgotten. "It worked out though."

"I ended up moving in with her, obviously," Brie finished, looking to Isaac, and my mum who was studying us both curiously.

"And then you asked her out?" Isaac guessed with an amused smile.

I forgot about that bit, so nodded, going along with it. "Yeah, sure. Brie asked me out and I said yeah."

I glanced at Brie and saw her smiling to herself. When her eyes met mine, I saw a sparkle of disappointment in her eyes. I wondered what was up, but Isaac spoke again, so I couldn't give it much thought.

"So, you've been dating for almost three years then?"

I hesitated. "Er, yeah, that's what I said, isn't it?"

Isaac chuckled, though looked at me with a questioning glance.

"Three years in a relationship and you never once mentioned it to me," my mum spoke, not looking away from her plate. "Lovely, Y/N."

"You only ever talk about yourself when you call me," I retorted, my grip tightening on my fork. "Maybe I never got the chance to mention it."

My mum finally looked up, her eyes narrowing in my direction.

"What Y/N means to say is that she never found the right moment," Brie said, resting a hand on mine and squeezing it gently. She gave me a pointed look before looking to my mum with an easygoing smile. "She's a private one, as you obviously know. I never pushed her to talk about us to you, but now you know and she's relieved that you do."

"Even though you think I'm incapable..." I mumbled, earning a glare off Brie. I sighed and looked to my mum. "Yeah, what Brie said."

My mum sighed. "Well, it seems you're both in a committed relationship which is all a mother can ask for."

"Exactly," Isaac agreed, sensing the tension that was still present in the air. "Anyway, I'm sure your cousins are excited to see you again, and meet Brie, Y/N!"

I groaned loudly. "Oh, god..."

"Y/N, be nice," my mum warned.

"Cousins?" Brie asked, looking to me with a raised eyebrow.

"My mum's sister's kids," I explained. "Also lawyers and very annoying."

"Y/N!"

"What? It's true!" I said to my mum, before looking back to Brie. "They debate everything."

"So do you, Y/N," my mum argued, an amused smile on her lips. "You would've made a fine lawyer if you'd gone down that route."

"Oh, great, here we go..." I mumbled, paying attention to my food because I knew she'd started up on another never-ending rant about my career choice.

"Y/N would have excelled as a lawyer," my mum spoke regretfully. You'd think I was a drug dealer with the way she was talking about me. "She has the brain and I have the money and connections. It was all set up for her, to go to law school, but of course she chose differently."

"Doing something she loves, though, Y/M/N," Isaac inputted, which I appreciated.

"Thanks," I said, nodding his way.

"She would have loved law, too," my mum kept on going. "She could still help people and do something for society, like she wants to."

Brie bit her lip and looked at me, unsure what to say. I shook my head, hoping she knew I wasn't expecting her to say anything. This was way too much to throw out there on a first parent-partner meeting, fake or not.

"...like you, Brie. Did you always know you wanted to be an actress?" my mum asked her.

Brie finished sipping her water, biding her time probably, before saying, "Yes, actually. My parents were really supportive of it, thankfully."

"That must be nice," I commented with an urge to laugh, making Brie stifle a smile. My mum merely rolled her eyes.

"It worked out though, despite the tough times," Brie continued, trying not to laugh.

"And this Captain Marvel film, you said you were preparing for it," my mum said, "what does that consist of?"

Brie nodded. "Yeah, so it's a superhero film, so I'm training at the gym. I've got a personal trainer."

"If only Y/N would go to the gym once in a while," my mum said, making me roll my eyes.

"Thanks, mum," I said, before looking to Brie. "You were saying?"

She pursed her lips, suppressing a smile. "That's it really. We start filming at the end of the year, so I'm just focusing on my workout at the moment. It's strenuous, but it's paying off."

"You're definitely in great shape," my mum complimented her, making Brie do that scrunchy shy smile she had. My mum glanced at me, adding, "Unlike some people."

That's pretty much how the rest of the evening went – my mum loving Brie, making fun of me and Isaac trying to be a peacemaker. I was glad when it was over.

"I can't wait to see you girls next week," Isaac said at the doorway, a smile on his lips. "It was lovely meeting you, Brie. Thank you for making our Y/N happy."

Brie smiled, glancing at me, which gave me goosebumps oddly enough. She had a really pretty smile.

"Anytime, Isaac," she said to him. "Congratulations to both of you again."

"Bye!" Isaac said, waving with my mum.

Brie and I headed to her car and I was glad when she set off.

"That was... interesting," Brie spoke first, smiling with amusement.

"I'm sorry," I said, sighing. "I know I was supposed to tell the truth, but god, my mum gets on my nerves so much. I felt like I had to prove her wrong and before I knew it, I was–"

"Proving her wrong, I saw," Brie finished, now laughing. "It's fine, I get it. No offence, but what your mum said... it wasn't nice. I don't blame you for proving her wrong. You could easily get a, well, a girl like me, I guess."

"Thanks, Brie," I said sincerely, smiling her way. "That means a lot."

"Hey, I'm not finished," she said, glancing at me before looking back to the road. "You were mean, too. To yourself. All that shit you said about me being successful and beautiful and talented? You're all of those things and I can't believe you don't think so."

"Brie, I–"

"No," she cut me off, frowning. "Just because your mum puts you down doesn't mean you have to, too. I'm not faking this if you're going to keep doing that. Okay?"

I nodded. "Okay. Sorry."

"Don't apologise to me," she said, her voice softer now. "Just be nicer to yourself."

I kept quiet, studying Brie. She was concentrating on driving, her lips pursed and her eyes staring out ahead. A whole evening spent with my mum and she still looked as good as new. Beautiful and anyone would agree.

"You're a better fake girlfriend than some of the real girlfriends I've had," I admitted, chuckling.

Brie shook her head, smiling a little. "Someone's gotta make sure you don't go insane."

"Well I'm lucky it's you," I said gratefully, moving forward and giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks."

She didn't reply, so I got comfortable and looked out the window, wondering what next week would bring.

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nellie-elizabeth · 5 years

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Supernatural: Last Call (15x07)

My heart is so full, y'all. Damn.

Cons:

Will you just let Eileen and Sam kiss, though? The slow-burn is charming to a point, but we're running out of episodes, here. Let's get this show on the road. They are so freakin' cute.

I love Christian Kane so much and I loved his performance. I do think it's a little silly to shoe-horn this awesome friend into Dean's past like this. I get it - this was someone he used to hunt with on occasion when he was younger. That part I'm fine with. But they talked like John was a father-figure in this guy's life, that he took them both out on hunts together, played them music, etc. That's not the kind of friend I thought Dean had in his life. It feels like too much of a retcon, in some ways, to introduce that idea now.

Also... this is a small thing, but it was hilarious to me how easy it was for Dean to break out of his bonds when Lee had him trapped. Come on, guys. The Winchesters are always getting in to trouble, and it's always dumb luck or mistakes from the bad guys that let them escape with their lives. Isn't Lee supposed to be a former hunter?

Sam got to lay around and be unconscious for a good chunk of this episode. I just want to point out that Cas has plot-convenient incompetence syndrome, and it annoys me sometimes. What I mean is that he comes in and messes things up when things need to get messed up. He's always well-meaning, but... Sam could have died. And Jack killed Mary because Cas made a mistake. Etc. etc. I'm not saying Dean was right during the now famous breakup scene. I'm just saying, Cas' level of competence and bad-assery shifts wildly depending on what the plot needs him to be doing. Sometimes it gets on my nerves.

I want to say it's bad-ass that Dean says "God bless Texas" as he pulls a gun out from under the bar. But honestly... can we not with that? Please?

Pros:

This episode makes me so very incredibly happy, though. Let's start with the Cas, Sam, and Eileen plot.

First of all, even though I wanted Sam and Eileen to kiss, even without that I'm still squealing with how cute and precious their relationship is. They nurse margarita hangovers together, Sam is picking up more sign language, they're doing research together, Eileen totally wants to hit that, and Sam is cute and nervous about it. I'm... so happy? What I think I loved most about their dynamic together is that it shows what a future between them could look like. Making a home together in the bunker, cheering each other up, giving each other breaks, defending each other and doing whatever they can to protect each other.

I'm in love with Sam learning more and more sign language, and the careful way he always makes sure that Eileen can see his lips when he's talking. Sure, I wish there was even more sign, but I can still tell they're putting in the effort, and I really appreciate it. I cannot tell you enough how cute it was to see the two of them making breakfast, Sam signing "margaritas," and Dean just staring at them with raised eyebrows like... oh so that's how it is.

The fact that Eileen was there for an Important Plot thing like Cas trying to discover the link between Sam and Chuck, and the fact that she was present for the last scene where Sam was explaining everything to Dean and Cas... that gives me high hopes. Even if she's not in too many more episodes, I think her presence will be felt. I am so here for it.

Despite Cas being something of an idiot and almost getting Sam killed, I freakin' love Cas being an angry, anxious bad-ass in the bulk of this episode. He shows up ready to re-join the fray, nearly gets Sam killed, then threatens a super dangerous dude and with Eileen's help, gets Sam back on his feet. Even though things almost broke really bad, we still got valuable information out of this, and we got to see Cas going to any length to protect Sam. Heck yes.

Before I turn to Dean's side of the episode, I want to touch on the few moments that he interacted with the Sam, Cas, and Eileen side of the plot. First of all, I love that he needed to get out of the bunker, to be away from the domestic bliss of Sam and Eileen. He's been in his head, feeling trapped and alone, and he's obviously still hurt over the way things went down between him and Cas. I like that he's restless, because it means that his ennui of the past few weeks has started to fade. I also like that he feels some measure of discomfort around Sam and Eileen, even if he's happy for his brother. Of course there's the Cas aspect of it, as Dean is behaving like someone going through a breakup. But I think even removing Cas from the scenario, it's weird for Dean to watch Sam being so... happy. He's not used to that and it certainly shifts the dynamic a bit. I hope that gets explored at least a little bit.

And then at the end, Dean rushes back into the bunker, having finally received Cas' message that Sam is in trouble. At first, he's all frantic worry, but the minute Cas tells him that Sam is okay, things immediately become awkward and strained between them. I love how Cas just tells Dean that Sam is fine, and then says "yeah," and storms away. And Dean is equal parts annoyed and hurt. The strain between them is real, and I'm excited to watch them play off of each other in this way until we finally get to some peace between them.

So we've got Dean Winchester going off on a solo hunt and then spending a night drinking and flirting with a woman and a man at a bar. And singing. And fighting. This was peak bi-Dean Winchester. I know it might not mean anything, but Dean singing that song while the colors of the bi pride flag light up the stage behind him... aw man. I was feeling some feelings.

Christian Kane does a great job with the character of Lee. He's just a bit too charming, so you know something's up... but you also get the sense that this is a guy who lost his way, that his greed and villainy now are not so different from the kinds of lines that Sam and Dean have crossed over the years. Sure, Lee is doing what he's doing for personal benefit like wealth and long life. Sam and Dean would never do that. But would Dean feed innocent people to a monster in order to save Sam's life? I mean... all signs point to yes. We've seen Sam drink demon blood, we've seen Dean torture people... these boys cross lines all the time.

And the fact that Lee is this jaded figure, someone who hunted when he was younger but doesn't see the point now, fits in so wonderfully with where Dean is at mentally right now. He literally has to fight with Lee, while re-emphasizing that even if the world is totally screwed, the response to that should be to try and fix it, not to run and hide and give up. "You fix it," he says, as he fights against the manifestation of his own internal apathy. "You don't walk away, you fight for it." Yes, Dean! Yes!

I mean, Dean and Lee spent this episode definitely 100% flirting with each other, and Lee looked at Dean like he actually loved him when Dean finally stabbed him. It was so... tender, that final moment where Dean stabbed his former friend and watched the light leave his eyes. My "Dean Winchester is Bi" alert was going haywire, but it was also more than that. We've seen Dean kill Benny, and now Lee - two people who he was close to, who were actual friends of his. The kinds of people who he would naturally gravitate to, unlike Sam and Cas, who he loves but who aren't always exactly on the same page as him socially. The fact that he has to make this sacrifice, to "kill a monster," is just so tragic, even as it puts Dean back on the right path when it comes to the larger fight against Chuck.

As a small side-note, line of the night goes to Lee: "You can't just sit around lip-syncing 'Eye of the Tiger' when no one's watching." I cackled. And the song was amazing. I'm so glad Jensen got to show off his singing chops here.

Another small note... great fight choreography and great bad-assery from Dean in this episode, what with the cool fight with Lee, and also the half-comedic, half-awesome image of Dean rolling the head of the monster out of the door. We didn't even get to see that fight - Dean is just that cool.

Timing-wise, I love that Dean fought this very symbolic fight right before Sam gets another piece of the puzzle that will lead to the defeat of Chuck. Dean's experience with Lee has put him in the right mindset to be ready to take on this fight, and now Sam has realized that Chuck is weak, and they might have a chance to end this once and for all.

Next week is the mid-season finale, I do believe. We get to see Adam, which is really exciting! My heart is breaking a little bit with how quickly this season is flying by. But I'm happy to report that all things considered, this final season of Supernatural isn't too shabby!

9/10

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mfackenthal · 5 years

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The MFackenthal Show with Birthday Girl @lilyofchoices

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Megs: Hello hello hello! Today is a very very very special day and I am so excited to announce my next guest. Please give an extra special welcome to our birthday girl, Lily!

The crowd stands up and cheers as Lily comes from off stage, waves to the crowd and gives Megs a big hug! When Lily sits down, the audience get quiet.

Megs: Wow! Look at how you command this crowd, Lily. This group loves you! I cannot believe you have only been here since March.

Lily: I know! It feels like it has been so much longer.

Megs: So, how did you come up with your tumblr handle?

Lily: I hate coming up with names and titles. They are the bane of my existence. Just ask any of my friends on tumblr I’m constantly asking them for help or whining at them. Thank the gods I have help. So my tumblr handle is super boring and unoriginal. It is my name (well one of my middle names) and I’m “of the choices fandom” so...of choices. Yeah, you can groan. It’s bad. I know.

Megs: Are you really telling me, MFackenthal, that your handle is unoriginal?

Lily: laughs

Megs: Anyways, tell me, what brought you to the fandom?

Lily: Well, I live for crazy and this site definitely delivers on that. Joking, kinda. In all honesty, I created that tumblr on a whim after I went looking for more fanfic to read. I found @perriewinklenerdie @hopelessromantic1352 and @ahumanmishap and loved their writing. Their writing inspired me to just go for it! I created this blog just to post shit and geek out with myself about the newest chapter releases and share whatever fics I discovered. I never in a million years expected to find so many friends and awesome people.

Megs: But find so many friends you did!

Lily: Yes, I did! They’re all amazing. Well … takes calming breath I’ve had my fair share of disagreements in this fandom and while the haters are hard to deal with and they can get exhausting, they are far, FAR outnumbered by those in this fandom that are here to have fun and be crazy and silly and don’t care if your opinions differ from their own. I live for those types of beautiful people that make this fandom amazing! Plus have you seen the level of talent from the writers and artists in this fandom? I’m constantly in awe of them all.

Megs: The talent amazes me every day! Speaking of talent - what’s your favorite work that you have created?

Lily: Damn girl. You are asking all the tough questions. Why ya gotta do that to me?

Megs: laughs and shrugs her shoulders It’s kinda my job, girl!

Lily: smirks I guess I'd have to say that I love the first chapter of my Merida fic. I wrote it as a distraction, a break if you will, from my real life writing which is dry and boring. We had all just made our way through the Open Heart chapter where Ethan tells mc that Naveen is dying and then Pb won’t let us even hug Ethan. I desperately wanted that so I decided to write it. I’m going on chapter 32 of that fic now. I need help. Oh, but my favorite as far as fandom reactions goes was definitely the chapter where that dirty rat stabs Merida. Y'all lost your minds and it was hilarious.

The audience gasps. “Oh yeah, I remember that chapter.” “Landry is the worst.” Members of the audience whisper.

Megs: I remember that chapter. I feared you’d go the way of @laniquelovewrites and kill Merida!

Lily: winks

Megs: shakes her head Do you have any advice for other writers or artists? Especially those from within the fandom?

Lily: Well, talking to all you not-yet-writers out there - take the ducking leap lovelies! Do it! Don’t worry about language, grammar, flow, tempo, timing, editing, just write it. I rarely edit mine beyond a cursory review. And ya know what? This fandom loves whatever you give us. And I’m at the front of that line waiting to read it. Seriously! Tag me in anything you write!

Also, don’t be concerned about likes and reblogs. My first fic only got like 15 likes when I first released it. It’s hard not to get caught up in wanting likes and reblogs and comments. Hell, I live for them. And ya want to think that a lack of those means no one likes it, but trust me, there are plenty of people enjoying your work that don’t like, comment, or reblog. Try not to focus on the likes but on your fic and know that there are those out there enjoying the hell out of it!

And I’m always willing to review anything and everything. If you want someone to look it over first, I am here for you. But I warn you now, I will encourage you to share it with everyone.

By the end of this little speech, the entire audience is up and clapping. Standing ovation.

Megs: Look at that crowd, Lily. It’s obvious that you speak the truth.

Lily: Whispers to Megs: Don’t worry - I can get them all to sit down. Ask me about the choices books.

Megs: So Lily, have you read all of the choices books?

Lily: I feel like I’m going to have to duck behind this couch as soon as I say what I’m about to say. No, I’ve not played them all. I’ve played most. I tried to play The Freshman, Big Sky Country, Sunkissed, and America’s Most Eligible but I couldn’t. I have replayed countless books. Thomas, Ethan, Sonia, the entire Perfect Match crew, the entire Nightbound crew, and Jake - I’ve played all of their options.

Now Megs, I have only admitted this once and after this we will never speak of it again hangs head in shame I am a sucker for one particularly hated Choices book. Want to take a guess? I've, no joke, replayed this more times than I should admit. No one will follow me after this. I...I, love Home for the Holidays.

Lily gets up and ducks behind couch while many in the crowd sit down.

Lily: This is now my home. I will live back here so no one can see me in my shame.

Megs: walks around the couch to sit with Lily loudly saying: Well, as I enjoyed that book a lot and very much miss Nick, if you live back here then I will have to live back here with you … but this is kinda a crappy place to continue this interview so I’m gonna move back to front of the couch, okay?

Megs walks back around the couch and sits down.

Well, you did get people to sit down, Lily. Gives her audience the stink eyes. Where were we? Oh yes, which book is your favorite?

Lily: stands up behind the couch Well, I’m going to stay behind the couch at this point because I'm not going to say Open Heart and I know I'm going to hear about it. Hero is my favorite book. It was the first I played and I absolutely loved it! The art! The characters! The story! It had it all! If Pb doesn't give me Hero 2 in 2020 I’m not sure what I’ll do now that they’ve teased me. But I’ve also learned that they like to tease me. Lily jumps over the couch in a superhero type move and lands sitting down next to Megs.

Megs: Nice moves! So who is your favorite OTP?

Lily: I will always say Detective Jason Shaw and my mc Ashtyn Stark to this question. I loved the book RoD until the end when our option of which side to help disappeared and we had to help MPC. I was so excited to see a book that allowed you to pick which side to help, Police/Brotherhood, MPC, or both. You should know by now that I love the villains and all I wanted was for my mc to side with Shaw.

Bryce and Harper are another OTP for me. I found a few others out there that ship this but @tallulahshh is a godsend when it comes to this ship. Her fics on these two are so amazing! For reals, you should all check them out. She will convince you that this is the ship to be on.

Megs: Gasps! I should kick you off this couch for loving a Bryce ship over an Ethan ship. YOU WRITE FOR ETHAN!

Lily: What can I say? The heart wants who it wants.

Megs: Yeah, yeah. What do you do when you’re not producing work for the fandom? What else do you do for fun?

Lily: I teach Latin and Formal Logic and I also write (journalism and academic pieces). My fanfics are my break from my dry writings. I know y'all are dying to read about how Latin could revitalize the modern American educational system. I love to cook, read, hike, and spend time with my family. I live in the city now but I'm a country girl at heart. Give me open fields to run through, dense forests to explore, water to kayak on and I'm a happy one.

Megs: That sounds wonderful. Lily, one last question - do you have any questions for me?

Lily: Ah, you should not give me this power. What non-LI would you make a LI if you could and why? I must know, please tell me!

Megs: Oh, that’s easy - Bastien! The drama is already built in because of his part in the Tariq plot and damn @stopforamoment, @bobasheebaby, and @lolablackwrites have made that man irresistible.

A second and more strange one is actually Emerald Phan from High School Story: A Class Act Chapter 2. She’s technically an adult when I’m (MC) technically a high schooler … but I would date this gal. She’s gorgeous!

Before you leave, Lily, I need to ask one last thing of you. Please close your eyes.

Lily closes her eyes

@msjpuddleduck, @anxious-arliah, @meindraws, @keepcreative, @brightpinkpeppercorn, @tallulahshh, @twin-skltns all come on stage, pushing a large cart with a beautiful cake that says “Happy Birthday Lily!” They all start singing Happy Birthday. The entire audience joins in.

As soon as people start singing, Lily opens her eyes and smiles really big.

Lily: Oh my gosh, you guys, I love it!

Megs: Happy Birthday, Lily! We’re all sooooo glad that you’re here. Blow out your candles, beautiful!

Lily: Takes a deep breath and blows out the candles in one puff.

The audience cheers!

Megs: It’s cake for everyone!

Those on stages start cutting and plating the cake. Others start handing a slice to everyone in the audience.

Megs: And that’s today’s show everyone! Thanks for coming! Join me next time when @hopelessromantic1532 will be the guest star. Have a GREAT week and please, join me in wishing @lilyofchoices a wonderful birthday!

~~~~~

I’m guessing @lilyofchoices will get this when she wakes up - but it should be officially her birthday right now!

And now for the tags. If you want to be added to the tag list for these or removed, please let me know!

@hopefulmoonobject @queen-among-writers, @hopelessromantic1352, @lilyofchoices, @msjpuddleduck, @theroyalweisme, @lady-kato

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JW 3: excommunication vs badassery - WHO YA GOT?!

Well, I'm back here again talkin about John mother bleepin Wick; that must mean that people are messing with him again.

In the 1st movie, we learn that John Wick belonged to a secret soceity of assassins, but he got out of the game, so he could properly grieve his dead wife. The only piece of that life he had was in a puppy, and some assholes came around and killed that puppy.

A puppy! Not John Wick's old dog who had lived a full life and kinda wanted to go cuz he's seen too much shit - they killed John Wick's cute, innocent, lil puppy!

So, JW had to kill not only the people who killed his puppy (no no no no no),but everyone associated with them: family, friends, if you have ever delivered a pizza to those scumbags, if you bagged their groceries, it was on!

He killed 3 guys who were involved in a bar once with a pencil! A PENCIL! Who does that?! Who says to themselves "Man, I'm so mad that I'm gonna go into that bar and kill three men with this number 2." Who?! An unstable human being, that's who! I love him, but damn!

In the 2nd movie, they said , "John Wick has gone too far! Yeah, we killed your pup, but you didn't have to take out the our whole community!" Soooo, they decided to take more of his stuff - they stole his car. They got Ruby Rose and Common after him to say "Look, John, we're square, let us take the car, we'll rough you up just a little bit... and let this all go."

But, you already killed the man's puppy, now you gonna swipe his ride? What the hell is wrong with y'all?! You know who this man is!

Of course, John Wick had to kill off multiple gangs, along with Ruby and Common. For one night, the streets were literally painted red with blood. John Wick's killing went beyond cinema. Those actors haven't been the same since. Ruby Rose has given up movie making for the CW network, to make-out with women while dressed as a bat (not making that up) She figures she can hide in the CW.

Look at her... she’d rather look ridiculous than be near anything John Wick related.

I don't think Common has put out any hit songs since that John Wick 2. The carnage that he saw in the production of that movie was mind-shattering.

They said - "John Wick! That's it! We tried to square things up, but you wouldn't listen! Now, you're excommunicado!"

Now, in the church world, I know what excommunication means - no more Ritz crackers and wine for you, dirty stares when church folk see you at the market, they draw devil horns on your pic in the prayer list, and you're no longer invited to church picnic's, but they never send people out to beat yo ass. Can you imagine if church were that serious?? A pastor having a pack of assassins just waiting for you to disobey him/her. Maybe Russia would do that... seems like they might do church differently out there.

But, that's where we're at with “John Wick 3: Parabellum!”

He's been cast out of the fold! No one is allowed to help him. They cancelled his social media accounts, his gym and yoga memberships, and coupons at Whole Foods. They beat the hell out of him. Told him he’s got one hour until certain horrible death. Took ALL his shit! He's done!

In John Wick's time of need there are only two people that he can turn to. Two people who haven't totally turned their backs on him - Halle Berry and that woman from "The Addams Family"; good ol what's her face.

So, he's off (though a bit beaten up and bloody), to murder everyone in his path to finding these two people. It's like a video game in a sense - there should be an action total at the end of each scene:

112 dead

52 shots to the head

34 broken limbs 432 bullets fired 40 gallons of blood spilled

10 dicks and 7 balls chomped on by Halle Berry's dogs

Number of New Yorkers freaked out by all of this (0)

He kills people with a horse! No joke!

And a book - at one point John Wick destroys a giant of a man: busts up his ribs, his knees, his shins, his kidneys, his balls, his jaw, his neck... all with a book. I'll never see a bookshelf in a home the same again.

All of this mayhem and blood leads John Wick out into the desert. Where he has to meet with some high elder to... do a job to reverse the excommunicado to... be... an assassin slave or something... idk. There are people out there who may complain about the lack of sensible story in this movie, and... yep! - they're right, but you know... it's all about survival and revenge - what more do you need??

The real hero of this movie is a doctor that John sees in the beginning, who gives him some pills that take away the pain, and give him energy. Those pills are the things of superhumans, cuz that's all he needs for most of this movie. I saw him take a couple of sips of bourbon, and drink some of Halle Berry's spit (don't ask). But, that's all he needed to do all of this killing for nearly a week. I didn't see him stop at Burger King, or grab an energy drink, or take a nap (think of the great opps for product placement --- John Wick doesn't sleep often, but when he does, I bet it's on a Casper Matress), I didn't even see him use the restroom; which he probably needed cuz he was running weird throughout this whole movie - like he needed to pee and his pants were too tight. That's the real tragedy of John Wick - never having time to pee or buy new pants that fit.

But, apparently, John Wick doesn't need any of those things, all he needs is Halle Berry's spit. Just a couple of sloppy, slurpy kisses from Halle and a man or woman is set!

Yes, this movie lacks a bit in plot, but John Wick has always been about the amazing ballet of kills. There is a literal ballet influence as we see a glimpse of John's background - and it's a ballet/wrestling school... that also teaches young kids how to kill. The fighting is just as creative and pretty as in the last two movies, with A LOT more blood.

All is murderously fun enough to subside some disbelief, until... I won't spoil much, but... look, I've watched John Wick get shot, stabbed in crucial arteries, break bones, get hit by two cars, sliced up by all sorts of sharp objects... he keeps going, ok... we're living by "Fast & Furious" rules, whatever, but at one point he goes over the edge of a multiple story building. A BUILDING! He gets shot, falls over, hits multiple objects on the way down, and then SPLAT! - and he’s STILL ALIVE AND READY TO BEAT ASS. Forget "Fast & Furious" we're living by "Looney Tunes" rules.

At another point, he loses a finger (minor spoiler, but it doesn't matter to the plot), if that finger had grown back, it wouldn't have surprised me.

C'mon, man... I've got to take off points for that.

It's a fun movie. Fans of the series will def enjoy it; I did for sure! If you're a casual fan, you'll prob have to suspend the part of your brain that tries to make sense of things, and simply enjoy, but it's worth a watch, if you love action.

Grade: B

I did feel sorry for the simple 9-5 henchman in this movie. Just out there trying to support your family, in a world where John Wick is killing people with pencils. If I were said henchmen, I think I'd pretend to get hit and knocked out by John Wick. Only John Wick normally shoots everybody in the head (many times) before leaving a scene. I'd have to smash a couple of ketchup packets on my head or something; I'd figure something out cuz I sure as hell ain't messing with a killer like him.

An actor I didn't mention is Asia Kate Dillon known as "The Adjudicator".

She is excellent btw Trying to enforce rules, and I get it! You've gotta keep people accountable to the rules in a world full of assassins, but... if John Wick is the one breaking the rules... maybe you should let that shit go. That's the morale here. Follow the rules! And if you break the rule, you had better be as badass and indestructible as John Wick. He caused so much death in these three movies over a dog getting shot; this series is like a PETA wet dream, and judging on how awesome this dream is, it may continue way passed 3 movies.

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