#her missing Tyler in season 4

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1 year of forwood - day 23

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- YOU’RE MINE -

Summary: While you daydreamed about his face an ocean apart, he had no idea what yours was about to do to him. With a twist of fate and the heat of summer, a new relationship would completely ransack his heart - Everyday heavy with the thought of one another, neither of you were going to let the unexpected love of your life go. You were going to be his, you were his, and you were going to stay his.

Warnings: This series will contain fluff, suggestive, smut love bombing, little sad, and kind of angst- not sure what else really… if i miss anything please lmk!

Note: I hope you like it! There will definitely be more parts (don’t know how many just yet though.)

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Chapter 11 - ‘You’re Mine’

The stadium was equally as rowdy after the match as it was before. Completely elated and electrified with the first Liverpool win of the season. Typically the families waited in the box for things to settle down and for the players to go through routine things like showers, brief game analysis, and then they would come up to them. Trent didn’t want that. He didn’t want the wait and he wanted you just to himself.

Saying rounds of goodbyes to friends Tyler and Marcel made their way out of the box, grabbing their coats, waving for you to come along. You followed in tow not really knowing your destination, no one filled you in how this all worked because it was second nature to them.

“I’m headed to the carpark, I’ll meet you there?” Marcel said to his brother which confused you.

“Yeah, just bringing Y/N to him then be there.” Tyler explained like you weren’t there and in turn filled you in on the plan. Tyler turned towards you as Marcel walked the opposite direction. “Trent just wants you alone, usually he pops up here but…” he just trailed off, not really interested in the details he’d be given about his brother’s desperation to see you.

“Oh okay. That’s fine.” You agreed, not really having any choice in the matter but giddy to be reunited with your man so soon. The walk was peculiar, it was like a red walled labyrinth. You went from the private level the box was on; seeing men in suits, pundits you recognized, a calmer environment, to corridors packed with the general admission, away fans scattered sparsely, images of Trent adorned on the walls caught your eye every so often. When you had been to Anfield before you’d ogle at him, but you were analyzing the photos to see how much he’s matured knowing the face well now. Tyler held his hand against your upper back to make sure not to lose you. His job to get you to Trent was almost complete. The oddest part of the maze was the end when you entered a bleak hallway downstairs with plenty of security guards, you could hear discussions about the game, some men yelling in what seemed like excitement, Tyler knew exactly where he was going but you were lost just tailing him.

While you snaked your way through Anfield, Trent cruised through his usual post match routine, showered off, packing up his things. He thankfully didn’t have any media duties to go do so he was attempting to slip out of the dressing room unnoticed and quickly. He failed horribly.

“Fresh trim, smelling nice, new tracky on…. Ooohoohooo” Dom called out knowing why Trent had pulled himself together a little more than he usually would after a match

“My boy!!! Come on now! Sneaking out to find Miss America” Andy yelling the new name you had been dubbed within the team.

“I’m not sneaking out! Just gonna go see her… relax.” Trent said tucking his wash bag under his arm, adjusting one strap of his backpack trying to shove his excitement down.

“Bro… you’ve been glued to your phone for weeks, you’re itching to get out of here.” Dom continued.

“We could all go up and meet her!” Curtis suggested and was immediately met with a disapproving look from Trent.

“Absolutely not. Had Ty bring her down here anyways, I’m not subjecting her to all the chaos.” He explained. That genuinely was what Trent was doing. As exciting and romantic he thought the whole reunion would be, he wasn't naive enough to think that this place wasn’t going to be a little overwhelming and he wanted to protect you. He wanted you just for him after the match. “I’m out lads” Trent said, already walking out the room waving over his head, back turned to the boys.

“We have to go see this right?” Curtis deviously looked at Andy.

“Absolutely” Andy replied with a cheeky grin planning to snoop.

Tyler and you stood against a wall making small conversation. There were people in the corridor around you that seemed to have reason to be there but you weren’t sure what the purpose was, some more security, and further down the way was the now more obvious clue to where you were; large red double doors; the club’s emblem plastered to them tipped you off….the home team’s dressing room but Tyler remained mum.

Looking at his phone, Tyler was getting impatient, Trent was taking so long and Marcel was messaging him non stop asking what the hold up was.

“Do you mind if I head out? Marc is getting pissed and I don’t want to hear him bitch the whole ride home. He’ll be right out, swear…. You’ll be okay?” He asked with such a soft smile you could tell he felt bad. Despite your raging anxiety you chose to lie calmly.

“I’ll be okay, thank you so much for looking after me today.” You giggled a little because he really did look after you.

“It was nothing. Honest. I’ll see you later.” He said leaning in for a hug.

“If I’m still waiting here in the morning, I may text for you to come bring me back to the airport.” You joked giggling a little in an attempt to suppress your nerves.

“Deal” he said before he tapped at your arm walking away. He was so big brother coded. It was nice and made you feel safe.

You leaned one shoulder against the wall, nervous that you might get questioned or in trouble for being down in this clearly very private area. You stayed put though, eyes assessing what unfolded in front of you, it felt like you were in a behind the scenes documentary for a moment causing you to imagine the player you were dying to see appear. You tried not to but your eyes kept reverting back to the red doors, praying for them to open. God, you were so on edge, any notification that appeared on your phone was causing serious heart palpitations, none of them from him yet.

You heard a door open behind you further away from the red one that held your gaze, but the noise of doors opening and closing has been non stop due to the traffic of people the entire time since you had first stood with Tyler so you ignored it, trying to look like you belonged, unphased, heart still palpitating.

It wasn't less than a moment later when your heart fully stopped. You felt warm hands slide around your exposed waist, a body pressed against your back, a familiar pair of plump lips ghosted behind your ear, a warm amber scent engulfing you.

“Who would ever keep such a beautiful, beautiful girl waiting for so long.” Hearing his sultry voice sent your body almost into shock, you wanted to cry. You grabbed his big hands on your stomach turning yourself around to face him staying wrapped in his arms. It was your Trent. You were back in your Trent’s arms.

“Oh my god, T!” you whined trying so hard to hold back tears. He pulled you tighter to him, his forehead pressing to yours. Your faces were so close you actually could barely see his. Your lips instinctively crashed into his. It was absolute heaven, you never felt more relief than you did in this moment, finally kissing him again. It was magnetic like before and following old habits it heated up quite quickly into more of a make out. You pulled away reluctantly hearing the people continue to rush around in the area.

“Sorry, sorry, I don’t even know if I can do that” you paused starting to get nervous given you were technically at his place of work “…you know here.” You said peeling your body away from him gesturing around you.

“Baby…” he cooed, his voice was so smooth now hearing it again in person, it was like dripping honey. “You can kiss me absolutely anywhere you want.” Grabbing at your body pulling you back to him. He kissed you sweetly again, pressing you to him.

“Fuck, I missed you so much.” His lips moved against yours. His head was completely gone having you back in front of him, his hands sliding down to your ass kneading it shamelessly. Before he grabbed you harder, stronger, picking you up, your legs coming to wrap around his waist, you smiled openly at the PDA blocking out your surroundings. Your nose brushed against his, your arms draped around his neck.

“Kiss you anywhere? Hmm?” You mused suggestively, placing another deep kiss on his lips. Your nails scratched at the back of his head causing him to purr.

Tucked behind a wall where the corridor rounded were the prying eyes of Andy and Curtis spying on the reunion. They were slapping at each other like children stupidly gawking at your appearance and poking fun at their friend and how he managed to pull this off. Taking mental notes on what to give Trent a hard time about when they returned to training.

“C’mere baby,” Trent kissed you once more before slowly letting you slide down his body back to stand on your own two feet.

“Never letting you go again.” He said, your eyes unable to break from his. You missed his gorgeous face now able to really see tiny freckles, a dimple in his smile, the warm hue in his eyes.

“Pretty, pretty boy” you cooed, stroking your hand over his high cheekbone before cupping his cheek. “Never. Ever.” You punctuated with another kiss.

He slid his hands up and down your arms, feeling your skin, his eyes inspecting every inch, taking all of you in, before his fingers dragged down to lace between yours.

“Coming home with me?” He asked a question he didn’t need to. You were impetuous to be anywhere near him tonight.

“Yeah huh” you nodded eagerly like a child.

“So you wanna go, beautiful?” He asked calmly, feeling anything but.

“Please” you gave him a devastatingly innocent look.

“Come on sweet girl.” He pulled you into his chest, arms wrapping tight around you, placing a kiss on your forehead. He released you a little squeezing your hand, keeping his intertwined with yours pulling it along with his arm to wrap around your waist, yours comfortablely but awkwardly bending with his. You leaned your head into him as you walked down the corridor towards the player’s car park.

“Baby, I didn’t even get to tell you how amazing you were tonight. Was such a good start, no?” You cooed, pulling at his arm, unable to take your eyes off him, proud of him.

“Yeah, was good. I just liked having you there. Did you have an okay time?” He asked sincerely “over here” he interjected, first directing you towards his car.

“Yeah, course.” You confirmed “so, do you blow kisses to every girl you bring, T?” you asked teasing but were quite serious needing to know because the little action had your stomach doing flips. You needed to know if it meant anything to him or not. He let go of you, resting his hand on his car leaning towards you, his face coming closer.

“Never. Would only do that for you.” He cooed before pressing his lips against yours softly. You just hummed pulling away finally taking a moment to look at a wider angle of your surroundings breaking from the tunnel vision you had just on his face. He was stunning, just jaw dropping beautiful. He was in a black Nike tech unzipped, opened, wearing a Liverpool t-shirt carrying his white Goyard wash bag. Everything about him was just so fresh, even the car he was leant on. It was sleek, the windows tinted almost opaque, everything matte black, not too different from his brothers although his was the latest Range Rover. His eyes bore into you watching you process the moment before interrupting your thoughts.

“Did I tell you how good you look?” His words laced with a little lust reaching out to pull at the hem of his jersey you had worn.

“You think?” You played coy swaying a little subtlety showing him your body.

“Don’t give me that, baby.” He rolled his eyes thinking of all the times he practically begged you to believe that he thought you were the most beautiful girl in the world. “Get in” he said, walking to the car door, opening it for you. You popped in eagerly. There was something kind of sexy about a man driving so you were preemptively turned on by the idea of Trent in the driver's seat. He got in soon after throwing his bags into the back seat casually. He handed you his phone, the Spotify app opened.

“All you, beautiful” he nodded implying you were going to be DJ. You hummed in agreement scrolling. You liked that he trusted you with his phone openly. It was a bare minimum thing but it felt reassuring. He pulled out of the car park with one hand on the wheel, you picked a song and your eyes grazed over the veins that appeared on his forearm but they were quick to drop to the sly tale buldge in his lap, the thought of him had you just about drooling. He smiled, catching your lude stare. You slide your hand over his leg, high up on his thigh, dangerously close to his dick. Your nails dug into his joggers playfully. You watched him grip the wheel tighter at the contact. Even the simplest touch from you had him collapsing.

You were pulling out of the stadium where it was dark but you could still see masses of people outside. With his free hand Trent grabbed at your hand stopping you from stroking your fingers against his inner thigh.

“Like it?” He said peeling your hand off him, his finger stroking across the ring with his initials he had gotten you. He then laced his fingers with yours, pressing the back of your hand to his lips holding it there.

“I love it. You didn’t have…” you were stopped mid sentence when a massive flash went off almost blinding you, your vision going white for a moment. You squeezed Trent’s hand hard in response, he lowered them from his lips as smaller shutters began to light up the car.

“Okay?” He asked calmly, ever composed.

“What the fuck. Insane… Is this normal?” You were utterly shocked, Trent just hummed a yeah to answer you. “Could’ve warned me a little, I feel like I’m going blind now.” You tried to joke but also were genuinely a little shaken. You blinked your eyes stunned trying to clear the white floating specs.

“It’s just like a thing when we leave, people wait around I guess for a photo. Sorry.” He apologized for something out of his control. You had driven out of the tightly lined streets surrounding the stadium when you managed to relax a little after the distress. You were quickly gathering what it was like to be in Trent’s world.

Your hand was back on his thigh, some J Cole song played through the car, you could tell Trent was absolutely exhausted. You didn’t pester him with more questions even though your head was filled with them, especially about the flash of photos taken leaving the stadium. You had been in the car for about 30 odd minutes when you got off a motorway pulling to a traffic light.

“Almost home” he broke the comfortable silence, leaning over to kiss your temple. His hand now resting atop yours. Maybe it was because you were also tired or because it was so dark but the roads seemed winding. He was taking a final turn onto his street when you reached over to place a kiss on his cheek.

“Tired?” You questioned simply in a soft quiet voice.

“Completely knackered” he replied in a similar tone. It almost made you sad but he spoke again before you could really dwell on it. “Glad you’re back with me though,” he assured you. Finally pulling into a long driveway, a massive house tucked far back at the end of it.

“Your house is so nice” you said plainly. Clearly you both were worn out as your conversation had slowed from flirting to just blank observations.

“It’s dark, you can barely see it, what are you on about?” He said with a familiar cheeky smile reappearing on his face.

“I can still tell!” You poorly defended your comment. He parked the car next to what felt like 10 others assuming there must be a lot of people here. He hopped out and came round to your door, opening it. He waited for you with his arms open.

“C’mere, yeah? Missed you so much.” He cooed, placing a kiss to your lips before letting you go, opening the other door to grab his things. You walked to the front of the house slowly, you because of nerves, Trent because he was sore. He unlocked the front door and gestured for you to step in first. A few lights were on and it was mostly quiet, but you could hear murmuring on a TV somewhere when you entered, a little surprised given the amount of cars. Trent dropped his bags immediately at the front door like a school boy, sighing. He grabbed your waist nuzzling into your neck but didn’t say anything.

“I don’t want to mess with your post match routine, so do what you have to do.” You spoke honestly not wanting to disrupt him.

“That include you?” He said toying with you before pressing a kiss behind your ear, his hand pulling at the waist of your pants only to let go and walk away.

“Hey!” You whined at the loss of contact and followed after him desperately. “Is ‘doing’ a girl usually a part of your routine?” You pretended to ask seriously with emphasis on the verb he had played on before.

“No, baby” he giggled entering his kitchen, grabbing a water, after offering you one silently.

“So do you just go to bed now or…?” You probed. He wasn’t talking much so you were grasping at straws at what to do. He wasn’t though, he was so cool and collected in the comfort of his home.

“Nah, my mind is racing right now, processing everything, minute by minute but my body is just done so I usually lay down. Go to the cinema room… any interest?” He spoke candidly at first and then a cheeky grin swept across his face before he asked about your interest level.

“Yuck! With you?” You pretended to be grossed out making a face playfully before he grabbed your waist ignoring you. You allowed him to push you around his house, walking with you in front of him, slapping at your ass on the way. He brought out such a childish side of you. You guys were mostly quiet knowing other people were home and it was late but giggles definitely echoed through the halls.

Trent collapsed onto a obscenely wide lounge chair, it was essentially a couch but he would say otherwise. There were a few of them tiered like a theater, framed jerseys hung on the walls, and the biggest tv screen you’ve ever seen in your life illuminated the otherwise fairly dark room. You sat on the corner edge away from him suddenly feeling your nerves take over..

“What you doing? Stop being weird and c’mere. I’m too tired to come and have to grab you.” Trent was cute but lazy, holding the remote.

“Stop! I’m nervous” you said embarrassed. He rolled his eyes before pouting his full lips, his puppy dog eyes sucking you in, silently begging you to come to him. You basically crawled across the chair before snuggling up into his side. His arm draped around you pulling you into him, your cheek laying on his chest. He pressed kisses to the top of your head and you gently placed your leg over his body. You were wrapped around him and had no intention of letting go.

“I never knew I would miss a cuddle this much” he muffled into your hair. “What do you wanna watch?” He said, holding you impossibly tight.

“I’m okay with anything. I just want to be close to you.”

“Yeah? Need you just a little closer, baby” he said pulling you further into his body. You nuzzled your face into his chest some more, shy at his sweet words.

“I’ve been watching this one show and…” Trent began to ramble, clear that now that his body could relax after the match, his racing mind was now spilling out. He talked so fast to you about something but it went in one ear and out the other unintentionally. You just looked up at him lost watching his perfect lips move, his big eyes light up, while you scratched your nails against the facial hair on his chin. Something you had quickly discovered that Trent had kept hidden from his media persona was just how nerdy he actually was. He was such a dork. You gushed over his beautiful animated face talked about something he knew way too much about.

“Like can you believe that?” His question caught you off guard.

“Yeah” you mused, still scratching his chin just yessing the pretty boy. Your head fell back into his chest, your hand too, your cheek squished into him more from the weight of his arm atop pressing into you. He would make small comments throughout the show filling you in about something important or who a character was but you were fighting to keep your eyes open. It was so warm and comfortable in his embrace. In a sleepy state, you pulled the hem of his t-shirt up, your nails now drawing over his abs absentmindedly. Although your thoughtless touch wasn't going unnoticed by Trent. He was starting to get hard just at your hands proximity to his cock but the patterns you were tracing on his skin slowed, stopping entirely as you dozed off pacified by his scent and his hand running up and down your spine. When you didn’t even hum a response to one of his questions, he leaned forward a little peering around you only to see your eyes had closed, your features now softened. You looked like an angel, he held you tighter kissing your head in disbelief at how he felt about you. You were all consuming.

“You’re mine baby, not letting you go. You’re absolutely perfect” he whispered to you, asleep peacefully.

“Bro, what a game though!” Marcel just about yelled walking into the cinema room. Causing Trent to snap his head towards the doorway, then quickly back to you, nervous his brother's voice might have disturbed you.

“Yeah, I thought it went well,” Trent replied in a much quieter, gentler tone holding you to him, his hand still rubbing your back.

“Shit, sorry,” Marcel said softer now, seeing you cuddled up not moving.

“You’re good. She’s been out. I was just working the hours in my head, she’s been up for ages.” His brows furrowed, face scrunching trying to do the math.

“Bless” his brother's thoughtful response surprised him but you seemed to have that effect on people where you just grew and grew seeping into their hearts.

“Yeah” Trent said just staring at you. His hand moving to tuck a piece of hair out of your face.

“We actually had a good time tonight, ya know?” Marcel filled his brother in on your time spent together. His heart warmed that you fit so nicely into his life and right now in his arms.

“This is actually the best I’ve ever felt post-match, not sure if it was the new fitness program or what…” Trent said trailing off trying to distract Marcel from seeing him be so tender, rapidly falling more for you in front of him.

“Yeah, that’s what it is…” Marcel rolled his eyes, the evident change in Trent’s routine wasn’t fitness it was tucked in his arms. Trent knew he was caught out but that didn’t stop him from continuing to pepper kisses on your forehead he thought were subtle. The boys fell silent soon avoiding the subject of Trent’s obvious feelings.

Eventually, Marcel headed to bed leaving Trent still completely intertwined and enthralled with you. The episode he was watching concluded and he decided his night should too. Contrary to what he first thought, Trent was okay just going to sleep with you in his arms but he wasn't going to let you sleep downstairs, you needed a proper bed.

“Baby” he whispered, placing light kisses all over your face but you didn’t budge, only further settling into him.

“Baby, come..” he cooed, attempting to peel your arms from his body. “Let’s go.” He tried speaking once more, finding a bit more success this time.

“Hmm?” You hummed lifting your head a little bit only to place your chin back down on his chest.

“Let’s go” he tried once more, this time your eyes more open fixating on him. It dawned on you staring into his darkening brown eyes that your hand was still under Trent’s shirt dangerously close to the waistband of his joggers.

“Where T?” you said sleepily but there was a little fire behind your tired eyes. His intention of just sleeping tonight was changing.

“My room.” He told you sternly but feigned a terrible effort to move you off him. He could easily just pick you up if he wanted. He instead conceded to your stubbornness that was laced with obvious desire letting you now play with the drawstring of his joggers.

“So you wanna sleep with me?” You mused, pressing your hips down into him. You rolled your body in to his, his hands stroking down your sides to grab the bottom of your top starting to fuss with it, teasing you.

“I want you in my bed.” He looked at you now with passion igniting behind his eyes before his lips came crashing into yours. You were like messy teenagers making out in his house, your hand more bravely slipping down into his pants.

“We’re going to bed now” pulling away, he sat up, taking your hand away and you off him, calming the steamy situation you were trying to start. You moaned, biting back trying to grab his lip with your teeth. He just shook his head at your lack of restraint but he was loving every second of it. Feeding his ego ravenously.

Standing up, he finally used actual strength to pull you up too from the chair. You stumbled a little bit still sleepy so he wrapped his arms around you to steady you only to start another heated kiss. Your hands pulling at his clothes, you remembered you were wearing fancy lingerie when you felt it absolutely soaked between your thighs. You moaned into his mouth.

“Gimme” you giggled greedily and childishly trying to get his shirt off, only for him to shut you down.

“Nah, baby. My bed now.” He said it so aggressively it should’ve felt hurtful or like an insult but instead it had you even more desperate for him.

He grabbed both your shoulders harshly and physically turned you away from him, his hand coming to grip your ass, his lips to your neck.

“Do you wanna go to my bed, baby?” You felt his breath on your neck, your pussy flutter. You tried to suppress a moan but failed miserably

“Yeah” you whimpered quietly, your hand reaching behind you to grab onto his body only to be swatted away. You walked out of the room obediently, he trailed you, his last name still on your back making way to his room had him struggling to focus on getting up the stairs. You two were fairly quiet navigating through the dimly lit house. You’d turn back to him looking for directions not knowing where you were going. He didn’t want to just tell you, having you under his command was getting him off.

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Why I actively think Tyler will be redeemed and Wyler will be endgame based on actual clues and my knowledge about movie-making (and not just because I am a raging Tyler apologist)

This is a long one so strap yourselves in, hahaha

First of all, Hunter Doohan confirmed that Tyler’s feelings for Wednesday were real because he didn’t know who she was or her significance to Laurel’s plan when they first met at the Weathervane. But I’d go even further and claim that he didn’t know her significance during the entire first episode. If he knew, why would he ever offer her a ride out of Jericho and offer her the police file that inadvertently led to her cracking the case and bringing Laurel down (but the argument could also be made that that’s why he gave her that file, to bring his abuser down).

Wednesday makes it abundantly clear over the entire season that she has no interest in Xavier whatsoever and is constantly turned off/annoyed by his presence and antics. And this might just be me personally, but Xavier reminds me a lot of an ex of mine who was extremely entitled, selfish, immature and giving major incel vibes. I feel like Xavier is the type of guy who is nice to a girl only when he is interested and/or wants something. And the way he treated Bianca at the Rave’N (immediate no-no) and immediately goes into pity party-mode whenever someone rejects him just irks me. But again, that might just be me.

Now compare that with Wednesday’s reaction to Tyler’s antics. Wednesday is not someone who wants closeness in the beginning, in any shape or form. She is honest, direct and blunt, with no interest in pretending she enjoys something to be polite. Yet she doesn’t object when Tyler manhandles her in ep 2 (in the forest), she never denies her interest in him in ep 4, her first reaction to attending the Rave’N with Xavier is ‘a bullet to the head’ whilst her reaction to attending with Tyler is to immediately start looking for a dress in her closet. She often seeks out his company when she doesn’t really have a reason to, like when she went through the trouble of going all the way to the Weathervane to ask Tyler about the meetinghouse instead just asking anyone else working at Pilgrim World. These small details are to me the ‘signals’ Tyler was referring to. And I think he also just felt the energy between them, or maybe when you’re a 16 year old boy, most things can be interpreted as ‘signals’ if there’s an interest on his part. Or it was just straight up manipulation, as Hunter stated on his instragram. Either way, we can’t deny that Wednesday seems to enjoy Tyler’s presence more than Xavier’s.

Speaking of Wednesday, this is WEDNESDAY ADDAMS. People claim Xavier is the “healthier choice”, which might be true for any other character. But I feel like it’s very OOC for Wednesday to choose one above the other for being “healthier”, not that I believe Xavier would be much healthier. Wednesday went as far as canonically confirming that Tyler is her type BECAUSE he’s a serial killing monster.

The Addams’ Family have a long history of embracing all things weird and unconventional. Fester would be over the moon hearing that a Hyde of all outcasts (his young crush) has captured Wednesday’s heart. Gomez and Morticia would be more than happy to give Tyler all the love and security he never got from his own family. Morticia smiles fondly when Pugsley mentions missing being waterboarded by Wednesday, I don’t think she would have any trouble embracing a traumatized outcast submitted to abuse and torture and then forced to do someone else’s bidding against their will. She mama-bear instincts would kick up.

Hunter Doohan also said that one of the things he looks forward to exploring in season 2 (now confirmed, yay!) is Tyler’s relationship with the Hyde, pulling each side. Who is the real Tyler and who is the Hyde? Does he have active control over the Hyde’s actions or are they all controlled by his master? Remember, we technically have no idea what Tyler did of his own free will and what he was forced to say and do (including that last fight in ep 8). I imagine the Hyde being more of a split personality rather just than man vs monster. The question is if only the Hyde-personality had access to his monster form.

We see that Tyler rebelled against Laurel when he could, when he wasn’t actively forced to do something. For example when he slipped Wednesday the police file (if we believe that theory) and when he chose to keep Eugene alive (Laurel said “take care of it”, clearly meaning “kill him” but since she never used the word ‘kill’, I believe he saw his chance). He also keeps pointing Wednesday in the right direction, even when he probably wasn’t supposed to according to his master, like when he helped her find the meeting house, helped her break into Laurel’s home, chased her and Enid into the basement where they could find more clues.

Grooming, abuse, torture, manipulation, and mind control!!! Need I say more? Tyler is a true victim of his circumstances and society. We must admit that it was pretty easy for Laurel to sink her claws into him. Lonely, traumatized boy with one dead parent and one to emotionally constipated to raise him through his trauma, and here comes Laurel and offers him the truth about his mother in exchange for mommy kink sexual advances until she kidnaps him to torture as she pleases in a cave. She basically presented herself as the sexual version of his mother that Freud loved to say young boys were so vulnerable to. Of course this lonely boy would fall for her act. Laurel even described herself as a plant metaphor in episode 4: some carnivorous varieties use sexual trickery or deception. She then made him think this entire nefarious plan was about him getting revenge on the way outcasts treated his mother.

We see Tyler screaming out for help, subtly and literally, when he tells Wednesday that he wants to “get out of this hellhole town” and later when he’s screaming in the bathtub in ep 3.

The writers keep mentioning Wyler’s “primal attraction” and how Wednesday is drawn to Tyler’s dark side even from the start when she didn’t know what he was. And I truly believe he feels the same way, he is so smitten when she states she would dump piranhas in the swimming pool again. They are both attracted to the darker aspects of their personalities, whereas I feel like Xavier has this romanticized view of Wednesday in his head and when she disproves that by being her morbid, honest self, his first instinct is to whine and feel sorry for himself. He doesn’t embrace every part of her character.

Netflix makes Wyler a large part of their promotion of the show, going as far as pinning Wyler-positive comments on Instagram and making Wyler at the dance their thumbnail for the show on Netflix and hyping Hunter Doohan in general.

If you compare Wyler and Wavier scenes, they tend to play very soft music and use soft/warm lighting during the Wyler scenes. Wavier scenes, sometimes have this too, but never as prominent as with Wyler. From what I’ve seen with other media, that is usually foreshadowing of the producers’ larger plan.

I have a Filler Couple Theory! And that is that the couple that becomes canon in the middle of a show’s entire runtime is almost never canon by the time the show ends. There are exceptions, of course. But generally, shows tend to follow a similar format: couple 1 is introduced as an idea in season 1, they may or may not become canon but the tension is there, for whatever reason couple 2 becomes canon in season 2/3 to create drama and more tension before couple one becomes endgame in season 3/3 (example Stancy in ST, Benvi in NHIE). An exception to this rule is if couple one is a blowburn over several seasons without a love triangle (example: Peraltiago in B99). The writers of Wednesday have planned 4 seasons. They end season 1 with Wyler broken up, hint that Wavier might take more precedence in season 2, and yet still keeps hyping Wyler as much as they do. I think Wavier will be a distraction/filler for Wednesday as Tyler regains her trust and they build so much sexual tension.

So, this was long and kind of all over the place. But as Enid, I write in my voice. And I will admit that some of these points may be down to pure manipulation on Tyler’s part, especially the signals thing. But part of what I love about this show is the ambiguity, the moral grey areas, the way they make a point of embracing the dark side of humanity and loving the characters through it. Until the show canonically confirms that there is no hope for Tyler/Wyler, I will continue to ship it. And I want to add that my will to ship Wyler has nothing to do with who I would personally choose for myself. If given the choice, I would date Enid before my mind could form the phrase ‘toxic relationship’, and I’m very much one of those boring straight people. But as a romantic partner for a dark, morbid character like Wednesday Addams, I would choose Tyler any day.

Tagging: @therulerofallpotatos

[willowhistle]

how season 4 of tvd should have gone (klaroline edition):

- caroline breaks up with tyler near the start of the season like the writers should’ve done

- she partly blames klaus for their breakup (rome wasn’t built in a day okay)

- but then after having the best date w him at the miss mystic thing in exchange for a hybrid she starts to warm up to him (+ the date didn’t end when it did, instead of going to talk to stefan straight away after, she comes home late because she spent most of the evening sat talking with klaus - and she’ll totally deny it - but she was so caught up in talking to him that she barely realised everyone from the event was long gone and they were still sat on that bench together) he totally offers to drop her off home like the gentleman he is btw but she says no and decides she’s spent enough time w klaus for the day

- cue confused and conflicted caroline

- tyler and hayley still try and kill klaus w the hybrid plot but caroline isn’t involved bc she’s not w tyler anymore. oh and klaus kills hayley instead of making the stupidest decision of his life

- klaroline still have their spat though before going to find bonnie and the 12 witches and that whole “you’re in need of comfort” scene plays out the same too bc they wouldn’t be klaroline without the back and forth arguing and conflicting feelings and denial

- but when the gilberts kill kol and trap klaus inside of the house, caroline’s a lot more gentle about it

- but klaus still ends up biting her bc despite the fact they’re not together tyler would still probably care about her to some degree and he’d ofc be running his mouth so klaus would feel like he’d have to get back at him

- and i could never want to get rid of the scene where he chooses her over revenge against tyler (and realises how important caroline is to him)

- that all plays out as normal but instead of her leaving the next day as if nothing happened i’d like to think she stays w klaus until the barrier is lifted. he’s definitely shocked by that decision (and so is she tbh but her bleeding heart is making the choice on that one and despite her head telling her to go leave and help her friends who hate the guy she’s currently sat with, she can’t help listening to her heart that’s demanding she stay sat with him)

- and they both totally start out rlly snarky with each other bc they have issues let’s be honest. but she eases up and becomes a lot softer when he first mentions kol to her since his death.

- and he becomes a lot softer every time he looks at her bloodied shirt from where he staked her bc while he’s not one to feel guilt or regret, caroline manages to bring out these new feelings within him

- and by the time the barrier is lifted they both feel a lot more calm. they practically melted into the other’s presence. and they know a lot more about each other. like caroline could now list 10 historical figures that klaus has met and how his encounters w them ended (some a bit bloody). and klaus could tell you all the things caroline enjoys about being a vampire (bc she finally admitted that she prefers herself this way after a gentle nudge from klaus) - although he could probably tell you that before their conversation

- but life gets in the way again and caroline goes to deal w her friends (who question her endlessly about where she’s been but don’t actually care about the answer beyond annoyance at her bc they’re busy discussing what they’re gonna do next about the cure)

- but if caroline finds herself not running away the next time she’s alone at the grill and klaus goes up to her, she can’t blame anything except for this weird longing she has to talk to him or just spend time with him.

- so she does

- klaus 100% goes home all giddy and blushing after spending time w caroline for something that’s not a distraction, or a plot, or life or death, but just them two and nothing else in between.

- caroline on the other hand goes home expecting to freak out and feel angry with herself or disappointed but struggles to bc how could she when she feels so light and relaxed for the first time in ages (if she’s really being honest with herself, for the first time since she spent the day with klaus at the miss mystic event)

- cue caroline not putting up w as much of non humanity elena’s BS because she has klaus whispering in her ear half the time to not just sit there and take it. and that it’s not her issue to worry about elena to the point of coddling or treat her as something fragile.

- when silas gets in klaus’ head most of that goes the same. i mean they’d probably be a lot more friendly w each other (?) but they’d still have that big argument w the whole “don’t turn your back on me” bc again it’s a big point for klaroline in my mind

- but it definitely ends a lot different in my head (with a kiss, or a make out session bc all that tension and then relief at none of the pain being real has to go somewhere)

- the clean up would be a tad more awkward after bc caroline would NOT want to address the kissing, but she doesn’t immediately run out on him after which says tons

- him thanking her having more longing eye contact than it did in the show (somehow), and caroline’s reaction to the “friends, then?” line from klaus having a MUCH more different meaning. bc they’d just done something far beyond friendly. but she’s not going to be the first to address it… yet

[noyzinerd]

Mistakes Literally No One But I Have Ever Noticed (After Watching Teen Wolf Seven-ish Times)

🤣

Haha! Didn't expect THIS of all things to be the most interesting thing about me, but, sure.

Gurl, you want receipts? I got yo' receipts:

1. Season 2, Episode 2:

Around the 8:58 mark, you can see a crew member under the principal's desk tapping their foot, near Jackson's knee. (Wouldn't it be funny if the principal was actually hiding a secret blowjob buddy under his desk this whole time and they didn't expect the fucking sheriff to be there that day?)

Anyway, it's more noticeable on a big TV screen then a phone, so I tried my best to brighten and zoom in on the foot tapping the best that I could 😓. You might be able to see it in the first gif if you turn the brightness on your phone up to retina-searing though.

2. Season 3B, Episode 21:

Bare patches of unburned skin on the Nogitsune that the makeup department missed (two patches on the neck and a whole wrist)

3. Season 3A, Episode 5:

During the fight with the Alphas, Derek swings at Kali in the background, and Kali reacts like she's been hit, but there is clearly a very wide berth between both actors

4. Opening Theme Starting from 3A, And Season 1, Episode 9:

Derek's tattoo in the title sequence from 3A onward is the reverse of when we see it in the show. The triskele spirals swirl counterclockwise in the intro while the spirals swirl clockwise in the show. (Also the lines are thinner in the intro version too.)

So, just so we're all clear:

Intro triskele direction vs. Canon direction

5. Season 2, Episode 7:

In the fight between Scott and Jackson, around the 20:55ish minute mark, you can see Tyler Posey's stunt double for several shots.

And also a brief shot of Colton Haynes' stunt double from that fight if you pause just right

6. Season 1, Episode 6, and Season 5(B), Episode 18:

Allison reads about her ancestor, sent by King Louis the 15th, to kill the Beast of Gevaudan, who killed from 1764-1767. Not only was this person a man called Argent, he was said to have hunted the Beast down after his wife and four kids were killed by it.

Later, this ancestor is changed to a woman, Marie-Jeanne Valet played by Crystal Reed (not sent by a king, but, instead, her own sense of responsiblity and justice since the Beast was her brother), who marries a man named Henri Argent AFTER she had already killed the Beast (who actually started killing in 1760, not 1764).

Also, Lydia says all her research said that the Beast was killed by a man named Jean Chastel...?? Out of nowhere and for no reason? Even though she was the person Allison had been telling her family history to in season 1??

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(I mean, there's also the obvious mistakes everyone talks about, i.e. Liam/Mason/Corey/Hayden skipping a grade and all the times the kanima doesn't paralyze someone in a fight, etc., but I wanted to specifically highlight stuff people don't notice)

Some people can run really fast or lift heavy things.

Me? I guess my superpower is watching a whole fucking lot of Teen Wolf and regurgitating micro-observations.

Man, what a shitty superpower.

[a-smol-cosplayer]

Okay here is my master list of Wyler fic recs cause literally two people asked and I cannot control myself.

Psa I have probably read at least 70% of the fics on this tag in ao3 however these are my bestest/favourite ones. most of them are ongoing bc this fandom is hella new but still :) pls check ratings and tags before u read obvi. Also none of these fics are out to hurt u (as far as I’m aware) some of the longer ones might have angst but I’m here for relationship, plot and fluff rather than angst and pain (we go enough of that in the show). Some of the ongoing ones have updates every two/three days? Some haven’t updated since I have read them but most of them are under a week and a half old so I still have hope. There are ordered in shortest to longest in each category 

alright enough chitter chatter, buckle ur seatbelts people here we go!!

Finished 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43546942

Ocean Blue Eyes, Looking In Mine (I Feel Like I Might, Sink And Drown And Die) - cute Wyler one shot where they are dating at nevermore, after season 1, {1,876 words}

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43494253#main

Grocery shopping in c minor - alternate au grocery store, Tyler works there, love the fact that he’s still super sweet but slightly unhinged, characterisation on point, {3,759 words}

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43386558/chapters/109065348

A Half Life - Tylers pov of the first ep or so, kinda angsty bc its Tyler and he’s struggling, but still nice, not sure if its technically Wyler but its got the vibes {4 chaters but only 4,272 words}

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43332840 

Yeah, all you did was smile (‘cause I’m a mastermind) - canon divergent but still similar story line, Tylers pov, love how they have chemistry, no hyde Tyler but still really good, {8,536 words}

In progress - y’all don’t understand, I religiously check these for updates every single day

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43333995/chapters/108929727

What if… you helped me change? Basically what could have happened after the kiss in ep 7, minor kidnapping but we forgive him bc he was freaking out, no real ‘hyde Tyler’ more like ‘idk how this happened but I want to make it better Tyler’ {3 chapters, 3,592 words so far}

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43353318/chapters/108979656

I never fell again - only really the set up so far, Wednesday comes back to school and finds that Tyler has come back and is enrolled in nevermore, she hates (misses) him so much, na they love each other {4 chapters 5,505 words so far}

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43278591/chapters/108783186#workskin

On Wednesdays we dance - wednesday buys a laptop and enters a horror writing group, and yet, one prompt is about a date, and Tyler offers so that he can have real life experience, another wednesday style date which is so cute, I really love this fic its super fluffy and nice {2/3 chapters 5,733 words so far}

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43470636/chapters/109282542#workskin

Perfect Match - READ THE TAGS (is rated T but really should be M/E) not much plot just wyler smut, and unholy use of the gates mansion, set after season 1 ends, also slightly off topic, but I like the hc that wednesday eats dried strawberries, idk why but I love it, anyways, read at ur own warning, {3/4 chapters finished 7,387 words so far}

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43286737/chapters/108804511

Frump Family Curse - from ep 8 into post season 1, we get some obsessed wyler at the start, and then, build on each of the characters for upcoming chapters, shaping up to be a really good fic. Also surprise Gomez and Donovan friendship over there cute murder children, 100% support {4 chapters 9,111 words so far}

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43354401/chapters/108982119

Woe to do with two soulmates - Wednesday has 2 soulmate marks (writing of their first words to her, I think we know where this is going👀) and doesn’t know which one she wants yet, deals with Wednesday and feelings and well and our adorable barista, some angst cause ew laurel but still really good, sort of plot twist?/something I didn’t expect but I’m glad it happened in chap 8 {9 chapters and 11,498 words and counting}

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43284108/chapters/108797994

My unconquerable soul - wyler, mostly after season 1 in the break, tags!! And ratings!! Please!! They are psycho but psycho for each other, some light kidnapping, the hyde side of Tyler appears a little, some angst but mostly dark fluff {10 chapters, 12,749 words so far}

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43482336/chapters/109313109

A Girl and her Monster Of Woe - post season 1, wednesday realising that she actually liked and missed him, in her own dark way obvi, setting up for them to meet again, sort of adresses how Tyler can stay and not be charged, yet again pls read rating and tags {7 chapters, 13,266 words so far}

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43424209/chapters/109164106

Woeful - wednesday comes in wondering about Hydes and the cute barista seems to know an awful lot about them👀 basically, Tyler knows he’s a hyde, but!! He isn’t the one murdering people, developing some alternate plot line which seems really good so far, plus wednesday and Tyler being cute in the weathervane {7 chapters, 13,906 words so far}

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43328175/chapters/108913881 

She’s mine - I know I keep telling y’all to check ratings but I don’t want any ‘I didn’t realise’ complains, basically Tyler realised that he fucked up and wednesday is actually his mate (I dislike that word but oh well) and basically fixes his mistakes in ep 8 ect ect, goes slightly further, loving the surprise Tyler/ajax friendship that comes with dating enid/wednesday, also good Adams adopting Tyler vibes {10 chapters 20,203 words and counting}

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43466823/chapters/109273329 

Just the Two (Three) of Us - wednesday if she’s known about the hyde from the beginning, I really love this fic, lots of wyler connection and chemistry and stuff, trust me, its good, the characterisation and writing is excellent {7 chapters 22,728 words so far}

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43329579/chapters/108917643

You can occupy my every sigh - wyler!! Literally my fav fic rn, Tyler already goes to nevermore, has its own plot line sorta, pls check the tags and rating before reading, Wednesdays characterisation is so good, got some Tyler/enid friend vibes as well, soulmates? Bonded? Something? idk its really good and super long - {11 chapters, 123,607 words and counting}

okay thats it!! let me know what u think in the comments, also if u have good fics that I haven't put on here I'm always open to more recs :)

[totaldrama-showdowns]

Submissions for the Non-Human Showdown! Including ones that are invalid!

Fang (x2)

“🦈🦈🦈”

“He's Fang ❤”

Cody Jr (x2)

“Cody Jr! No! Not Aunty Heather!”

Mr Coconut (x2)

“The og. Should have won every season /serious”

vince the alligator (x2)

“SWEEEEP”

“The lore… so immaculate”

the don box (x2)

“bzzz i have a stupid fucking clue for you. ah fuck the interns put me in a lame outfit again”

“what id don on about he's slaying in that shirt”

wt pineapple (x2)

“ALEPINEAPPLE FOREVER!!!”

“👅🐍🐍🐍🐍”

Irene the fish (x2)

“shes so beautiful i’d kiss her too”

“The final remaining member of Team Victory after DJs elimination, Irene went on to win the million and the hearts of many.”

the chrarry baby (x2)

“Goo goo gaa gaa”

“ive got my eye on u chris mclean”

Princess Beth Doll

“I WANT TO BUY ONE SO BAD IRL!!!!! Also, this too is yuri”

Old Jester from reboot S2ep9

“I love when Damien hugged him! That's scene is soooo cute. Also I love fluffy animal!”

Bobo :)

“SEASON 2 SPOILERS Bobo is the name of the bear that had the Raj mask in season 2 episode 12 :) idk I just think he’s silly”

DJ’s bunny

the Chris-shaped cake that Julia's group made

“I wanna eat that thang”

Dramarama Cody

“He's an alien”

Theodore (MK's stuffed unicorn)

(the arts and crafts) Shed (from season 1)

“shed sweep”

that evil little seal from wt

“sooo little and evil. who can hate him”

caleb rock

“possibly the best version of him out there”

the skull duncan carved for courtney

“you cant deny how iconic it was”

eva’s mp3 player

“the most important character in td history”

heather’s various hairstyles

“possibly the most diverse and versatile entity in td historu”

pahkitew island

“The best one”

Myself

“:^)”

ryan seacrests car

“very fast”

chef's car (total dramarama and gen 4)

“MY CAR!!!!!”

alien clone cody

“AAAAAAA*explodes into green goo*”

chris's wig

“wiggin”

heather's wig

“wiggin”

total drama yum yuk happy go time candy fish tails

“You ate it!”

trents five finger shirt

“5”

princess courtney CD

“all the greatest hits!”

owens butt

“fart”

anne maria’s hair style

“Ey im walkin here”

bridgettes surfboard

“BONK”

the fake antlers from the paintball ep

“Duncney”

manitobas fedora

“served!”

beary <3

“it’s LITERALLY beary”

ripper’s world record breaking fart

“he did it”

the portrait of cody as blue boy in wt

“funny looking”

sierra’s pizza box-cum-laptop*

“she uses the internet AND eats witj it. shes a genius”

*Mod Note: this refers to cum meaning: combined with; also used as (used to describe things with a dual nature or function).

waynes accent

“Eh we play hockey eh”

mal ventriloquist doll

“aaah im evil mal doll”

alejandro puppet

“we do a little trolling”

Chef 2.0

“He made him from a cashew”

Mt. Kīlauea

“She has the mercy to have her lava not hot enough to kill Alejandro, Ezekiel, and that random intern like... Everyone say "thank you" or somethin idk. Do you think she feels bad that Alejandro ended up in a robot suit because”

Immunity idol s4-5

“They ruined it's design in the reboot boooooooo”

MK's infernape

“Listen, she's a gamer and she's based. She would totally pick chimchar in bdsp. She probably hates people who tells her to "play platinum" because that was a game made for old people.

Try and exclude this submission, I dare you. There's nothing that says I can't submit theoretical non-humans. There's a non-zero chance that MK has an Infernape and I know it's been raised to have some awesome sneaky move. If you exclude this, I bet you'd allow "Mike's Torterra" because only a grass type fan would be a fire type and MK hater!!

Julia would keep her piplup unevolved and beat her console into tiny bits when she gets to Cynthia btw”

the drone of shame

“[picks up victim and flies away] wheeee”

that giant bowl of rice they fall into in japan

“mm giant bowl of rice”

noah’s dog

“his epic dog”

celine dion cardboard cutout

“love fucking wins #duncney”

the face huggers from Area 51

“rip tyler”

ezekiel MISSING milk carton

“Sad! He died.”

the eagle chris shot and killed

“someone arrest this man. again”

the confessional

“it’s always there for you”

geoff’s splinter

“OW”

the bread from codys pants

“man i need to rewatch island. i fucking love the pants bread”

That ice cream snowman from SMS

“LISTEN. JUST BECAUSE HE IS FROM THE EPISODE THAT SHALL NOT BE NAMED DOES NOT MEAN YOU CAN NOT GIVE HIM HIS RESPECT”

bear

“the one from raptear specifically. let's go lesbians”

that pizza chase threw the challenge for

“clearly he should be with it rather than emma. chemma? chipper? chazee? nope never fucking heard of them”

Momma's Spice

“*sprinkles it on op's head* mmmm tasty”

The Gilded Chris award

WT barf bags

“give a real f to those guys. never appeared after episode 7.”

the toxic marshmallow of loserdom

“killer of staci's hair”

The lavatory confessional

“bitch is iconic. 6/8 is a passing mark!!!”

Courtney's PDA

“why wouldnt they call it a phone idk but its so camp”

The Cassowaries

“Male cassowaries are responsible for raising the young. We love an involved father.”

Fire-breathing winged mountain goats

“You could make an Undertale reference with this (also they're really cool)”

Giant Beetle

“Dott shippers will like this one”

Mutated Maggots

“They're pretty cute!”

Six-Legged Rats

“ADORABLE EEEEEEEP!!!!”

scott bird

“what a beautiful bird”

Chef's car

“It may play a role in mkulia canon”

Gethin

that rainbow porridge in episode 8 of the reboot

“aw hell naw chris cookin up the gay porridge”

The cassowary that fell in love with Zee

“We love an iconic single mother looking for love”

The rat in the cargo hold that appears on screen for 0.5 seconds during Ezekiel's solo in "Come Fly With Us"

“That rat really carried the whole song. Iconic. Astounding. Never before seen talent. Lady Gaga is shaking in her Demonias.”

The Erymanthian Boar

“It wrecked Duncan's shit in Greece.”

The dock of shame

“So many teens walked on her, i think she deserves some recognizion”

gwen's blender necklace

Zoey's hamster (Miss Puffycheeks)

“It's cute and can punch a cat, need I say more?”

[s10127470]

The Wasted Potential of Tyler

"Alright campers! It's time to talk about Total....Drama...."

I've been hooked on Total Drama ever since it first premiered here in the United States on Cartoon Network, and it ended up becoming one of my favorite shows growing up.

I'd remember always looking out for the new seasons and I watched pretty much every season during its original broadcast here in America.

Even the seasons I would come to hate!

But out of the three generations of contestants, the most iconic is (of course) the first generation that stuck with us for the first three seasons and All-Star.

Part of that was because they were the most developed of the three generations (in addition to the aforementioned being the one that was the most seen).

Not to mention they possess some of the franchise's most popular and beloved characters.

The second generation (with the exception of Staci), while good, didn't quite reach the heights of the first one.

And with the exception of Shawn and Jasmine, literally no one gives a shit about the third generation.

But the character I want to focus on today is the clumsy jock himself, Tyler!

Although he was introduced in Total Drama Island, he was among the portion of the OG cast who didn't leave much of an impression on the audience (at first).

This was because he was only around for 7 episodes, and only spoke in about 4 of them.

After Island, he didn't return for the second season Total Drama Action.

He only appeared as a guest on the aftermath specials, where he didn't talk at all.

However, he would eventually make his grand return to the Total Drama game for the third season, Total Drama World Tour.

This was where Tyler started to come into his own as a character.

He was very funny and had a decent chunk of comedic lines, mainly stemming for his somewhat dimwitted nature.

But his best comedy came from the physical pain he often found himself in.

Funnily enough, this constant stream of pain was actually an expansion of his character.

Although he didn't have a whole lot going for him in the first season, one of the few defining characteristics Tyler had was his clumsy nature.

Although not shown to often due to his minor role, there were a few moments in Island that highlighted his clumsy nature.

In Dodgebrawl, he constantly kept missing the Screaming Gophers when throwing the balls.

In Not Quite Famous, he accidentally tied himself up with his yo-yo trick.

Hell, this is even shown when he first appears in the very first episode!

When we're first introduced to Tyler, we see him water skiing from the back of a yacht, somehow trips on the water, starts barreling across the water, hits the dock and is sent flying right into a pile of luggage

In World Tour, he's a full-on pain magnet.

From falling down a pyramid, to jumping out of piranha-infested waters, to getting shocked by electric eel.

Tyler pretty much got hurt in nearly every episode he was around in World Tour.

But it wasn't just his comedy that made him enduring.

Tyler was also depicted as good-hearted, patient and surprisingly loyal.

This was especially shown with his relationship with Lindsay, which holds the title of being one of the most wholesome romances in the entire series.

That fact that Tyler stayed loyal to Lindsay despite her forgetting who he was for about a year is nothing short of impressive.

Plus, he was the only one to call out Duncan's infidelity rather than blaming Gwen like damn near everyone else, which automatically makes him Best Boy.

However, there is one thing to note about Tyler in World Tour. He made it a bit further than he initially did in Island, making at least TWO episodes before the merge.

Because of this, Tyler has not only gone down as a fan-favorite, but also one of the most wasted characters in the show's history.

He's one of five of the original contestants that never made it to the teams merging, along with Noah, Katie and Sadie, and of course, Ezekiel. 

Not to mention he never made it far into the game despite other underdog-like characters such as Beth, Harold and Cody making it to at least the final five.

And despite the potential he had for the last season he would compete in, it ended up getting thrown away in order to obviously make room for a fan-favorite (aka Duncan)

So today I wanted to take the time to discuss how I think Tyler could've been better implement in the Total Drama series overall.

Total Drama Island:

Season 1 is pretty interesting, since it's blankest canvas on what to do with Tyler.

Since they're 22 contestants and lot of them fade into the background due to their limited screentime, the doors are wide open for what Tyler could do. 

While he wouldn't play a super big role in this season, he would have a little more to do. 

Tyler would be sticking around a little longer than he did originally, but he would still get eliminated before the merge.

Since he would be around a little longer, some things I want to see from him would be more interactions with Lindsay and even standing-up for Harold, the latter serving as build-up to something that would be explored a little later.

In terms of elimination order, Tyler is a pretty easy fix. Just have his original elimination order taken by Sadie. 

Sadie was just a filler character who faded into the background due to her limited amount of dialogue. 

The same applies for Katie as well.  

Not to mention that both of them would only be reduced to minor characters after this season and never compete again. 

But in a Uno-Reverse fashion, Tyler would be taking Sadie's original elimination order, which would make sense give that the challenge is focused on trust, and his clumsy and overconfident nature would put him at a major disadvantage.

So yeah....that's about it for Tyler for Total Drama Island. 

I don't really have anything on how he could be implemented into Total Drama Action, but luckily, I do have notes for he could implemented in.....

Total Drama World Tour:

This was the season where Tyler's potential started to be tapped.

One thing to note for this rewrite is that the teams will be a little different....

Team Victory: Ezekiel, DJ, Katie and Sadie, Leshawna, Lindsay, Bridgette and Trent.

Team Amazon: Heather, Gwen, Courtney, Sierra and Cody.

Team Chris is Really, Really, Really, Really Hot: Owen, Alejandro, Duncan, Noah, Izzy, Tyler and Harold.

Yep! Harold is on Team Chris now! That's because he and Tyler will actually be forming a pretty close friendship this season, similar to what Owen and Noah did.

I've always felt like these two really had the potential for a genuinely engaging friendship.

Hell, this was even shown in the original World Tour, when they were geeking out over Japanese game shows.

This would also led to Alejandro forming an alliance with Tyler and Harold, as he would see them as useful allies in some way.

Tyler for his loyalty and athleticism, and Harold for his loyalty, mad skills and vast knowledge of various topics.

(Plus the fact that he made it to the final five last season doesn't hurt either).

The alliance itself would actually be quite reminiscent of the one between Heather, Lindsay and Beth from Season 1.

Even Heather herself would point this out and be undoubtedly pissed about it.

As for why I decided to put Katie and Sadie and Trent in this season.

For the first two, just to fill out that team a bit more.

As for Trent, why wasn't he?

He's the most musically-gifted of the main cast, and despite this season being heavily focused on musical numbers, he didn't compete at all.

Hell, he only sings once in the entire season.....

And that was only for backup vocals!

As for the elimination order for this season.

Ezekiel and Duncan (until he returns) would still be the ones to be eliminated first in Walk Like an Egyptian.

DJ would be the one to go home instead of Harold in Super Happy Crazy Fun Time Japan.

His reason for elimination would the Animal Curse....well sort of.

Throughout the episode, DJ would find himself either getting attack by or accidentally hurting animals.

And aftering hearing about him accidentally destroying the mummified dog back in Egypt, Alejandro decides to make up the tale of the Animal Curse, knowing that it would throw DJ off his game.

In the end, Team Victory decided to send DJ home, feeling like it was the best for him.

And despite how short his stay on my World Tour was, at least it was a more dignified way to go when compared to the original World Tour.

Sadie would be the one to go in Anything Yukon Do, I Can Do Better, having suffered the exact same faith Bridgette did.

The next eliminations are pretty much the same as they were in the original World Tour (that being Leshawna and Lindsay).

In Jamaica Me Sweat, Katie would the one to go home.

Her reason for going home: Sadie.

Essentially, after Sadie was eliminated, as you expect, Katie didn't take it particularly well....

But thanks to the encouragement of her teammates, she was able to get over it and even became a bit of a team leader in her own right.

I thought it would be a little interesting to see one of the duo function without the other.

Since remember, in this version of Total Drama, they pretty much get eliminated back-to-back!

But since Alejandro saw her as a possible opponent, he threw Katie off her game by constantly reminding her of Sadie.

And eventually, she breaks down.

So yeah, in this version, Team Victory is still around after the Jamaica episode, with Bridgette and Trent being the last two standing.

I've always thought that the three team element was really interesting, but was heavily wasted in the original World Tour.

I mean for God's sake, one of the teams didn't even make it at least halfway through the season!

(Also by the way, Izzy doesn't go home in this episode).

The next two episodes are pretty much the same in terms of elimination, with Noah getting booted off in I See London....., and no one’s going home in Greece's Pieces.

Finally we come to The EX-Files, the episode that Tyler was eliminated in.

Taking his place instead would be Izzy since, let's be real, it would make sense for her to be eliminated in this episode.

In Picnic at Hanging Dork, there would be a double elimination.

And the ones going home would be Gwen and Trent.

Team Amazon still lose the same way they did the original season.

But as for why Trent got booted as well.....

Through this season, there would be awkward tension between Gwen and Trent, given everything that happened between them during Action.

And it unfortunately didn't get much better after Tyler spills the beans on Duncan and Gwen kissing.

Trent practically shut down after hearing that his worst fear pretty much came true.

And because of this, Bridgette had to do most of the heavy lifting to ensure they didn't lose.

But in the end, Chris decides to boot Trent off....

Not because he shut down. Oh no! Chris couldn't care less about that and would've gladly kept him in the game just to see Bridgette struggle.

Because he's a sadist.

He decided to boot Trent off because he knew about the awkward tension between him and Gwen, and just wanted him to go with Gwen just to rub salt in the wound that was her elimination and eucalyptus allergies.

Once again, because he's a sadist.

Next is Sweden Sour, and unlike the original, someone actually does go home.

And that person is unfortunately Harold.

The reason why....

Ever since Greece's Pieces, Duncan has been bullying Tyler because of him knowing about the kiss.

And it only got even worse when he eventually spilled the beans.

Harold, being Tyler's close friend, is not particularly keen on seeing this.

He already had to endure a season and a half of Duncan’s bullying, the last thing he wants is Duncan bullying someone else close to him.

This would eventually lead to Harold unleashing a can of whoop-ass on Duncan after taking the bullying too far, similar to what Leshawna did to Heather back in Germany.

As a result of this, Harold is booted off. But luckily, he does get the last laugh in the end.

Finally, we come to Niagara Brawls….

Our boy Tyler has made it to the merge! Along with Bridgette!

As for the pairings for the challenge, they’re more or less the same with two exceptions though.

Since Tyler and Bridgette are still around, they would be paired up for the challenge.

I could honestly see there being a running gag of them being somewhat uncomfortable with this, mainly because they fear their respective significant others would get jealous about this.

And other exception would be Owen and Noah.

Yep! The sassy king himself would be the one to return to game rather than Blainley!

Yeah I'm pretty much going off Schaffrillas' World Tour headcanon from his Noah video since let's be real, Noah coming back to the game would make much more sense than having a character who wasn't all that engaging to begin with and only made four appearances prior coming on, only to get booted off just the episode after her seasonal debut.

But just like in the original World Tour, Owen's the one to go home.

For the next two episodes, there'll be a double elimination.

For Chinese Fake-Out, Courtney and Bridgette are the ones to get the boot.

Bridgette because she was the first one out for the eating challenge, due to her vegetarian ways.

As for African Lying Safari, it'll be Duncan and Noah.

Noah because he's not the most physically capable around, which put him at a major disadvantage for the challenge.

Finally we come Rapa Phooey, and sadly, this would be the episode where Tyler gets eliminated.

The reason: He would be badly injured by the giant condor mom. Not to mention he tried and failed the most times out of the other contestants to return the eggs.

So yeah, that was Tyler's tenure on Total Drama. Although he didn't really do too much in Island, he really came into his own during World Tour, and made it pretty far at 5th place!

I think this would be the perfect usage of Tyler for this series. He wouldn't over-stay his welcome like some characters, but would still be utilized when he was around.

Let me know what you guys think about this post I made.

Also, I know someone's gonna bring this up, but yes, I can see Tyler and Leshawna competing together for the Ridonculous Race.

However, I'm not quite sure how far they would make it.

[actuallysara]

#DINAH Masterpost: Rafael & Ronen's M&Gs

This is all from memory, lots of quick notes taken after the meetings and other fans’ contributions so I apologize in advance if some things/dialogues are not 100% accurate. Photo credits to xkeelyx1

Ronen's Saturday M&G: • He just recently hung out with Liv Tyler. He misses her a lot on set and he hopes she will be back for the tarlos wedding considering both Carlos and Nancy are very close to her.

• His favourite Harry Styles songs right now are "Cinema" and "Boyfriends". • He thinks TK got into his addiction the same way he did. Just being around wrong people and bad influences in high school especially considering how New York is the biggest place for opioids. He said TK was probably a bad boy. TK and him are so similar it's weird. After reading his first script he thought playing the character would be kind of therapeutic for him. • The first two things that are on his bucket list are: teach the same theatre program in his high school that he started in and work with the students and be one of the coaches; and start an opioid program in Staten Island because that's the worst borough in New York for drugs. • He owes his life to one of his high school teachers who was like a mum for him in high school. • He would love to do theatre and Broadway at some point. He wants to do "Streetcar named Desire". That's one of his biggest dreams. • He thinks TK and Andrea’s relationship has got to bloom at some point. TK doesn't have a mother figure anymore. Tommy is his captain so Andrea would be perfect for that role. He would love to get more TK and Gabriel stuff too.   • Roxana is hilarious and amazing to work with. • Someone suggested TK could sing to Carlos at their wedding and he said that the perfect song would be "Heroes" by Enrique Iglesias. • He thinks a crossover in season 4 is pretty much given. They couldn't do one in season 3 because Covid killed their budget but he thinks their budget is gonna get back to normal soon. • The plan for season 3 was to have a two episodes crossover. • Team Buck or team Eddie? Probably team Buck since they had some scenes together in the crossover. • He would like to shoot a scene with Angela Bassett. • He really hopes we're gonna see Jonah. If he's not mistaken Tim has said we're probably gonna see Enzo at some point too. Enzo is a massive father figure for TK cause he was there when Owen wasn't. He wants Alexander Skarsgard to play the part. "TK is gonna have a crush on his step daddy, or well, step zaddy". Timothy Olyphant or Josh Duhamel would be cool too. • We're getting a big tarlos wedding. Tim wants to make sure they earn that. Rafael and him want to see them being engaged and not rushed into it. Things are probably not gonna go smooth all the time for them. • He really wants to get more Carlos backstory. "I need to see more, I don't know anything about Carlos as Ronen." A fan was like "where do you come from?" referring to Carlos and Ronen went "heaven". • He thinks TK would be a hot mess if Carlos were to get hurt. He wouldn't handle it stoically as Carlos and he would definitely try to kill the person who hurt him. That could also potentially put his sobriety at risk. He would love to do another fight scene. • He thinks a 911 Lone Star convention with the whole cast is feasible. 

Rafael's Saturday M&G: • He thinks Carlos has sisters, he can't be an only child. He definitely grew up with a lot of women in the house. • He thinks they're still playing it very safe with tarlos and that they're still being generic with their storylines. • In the 3x08 promo we see Carlos on the phone while the plane was going down. Carlos was trying to reach TK and he left him a voicemail. He remembered what the message was but he wouldn't tell us. • The cut dinner scene from season 1 was Carlos making dinner and him and TK were talking about Iris. But production changed the storyline so that scene didn't really make any sense anymore so that's why it got cut. TK was also feeling guilty about something "as always". He finds it so ridiculous that they keep using the still from that cut scene to promote the show everywhere. • He wants to see Carlos get hurt too but he's starting to take it personally that so many people want him to be in pain. • He thinks there's a huge difference in Carlos getting hurt and in police officer Reyes getting hurt. Because if it's Carlos getting hurt then that's more exclusive to TK and his family and potentially the 126; while if it's police officer Reyes getting hurt then that involves the department and literally everybody else. • He wants TK to think he got stood up at the wedding so bad. It could go that Carlos is on his way to the wedding and maybe an accident happens and there's traffic and he could get hurt there.  • He really wants a Carlos begins episode. He wants to see what kind of mistakes he makes cause that man's not perfect. • He brought up fanfiction out of nowhere. He hasn't read any and he was shocked to hear there are graphic ones. "Are there some orgies happening? Is that why it's so hot in here?" He asked for titles but we all refused. • Shooting the tarlos proposal was the most fun he had shooting a scene. That was the last shoot of the second to last day. • He finds it funny that people focused on the "fucking lizard" line during the proposal. • He might write a script rather than a book. • He wants to get Ronen back for always posting videos of him sleeping. A fan called Ronen "a little shit" for doing that and he absolutely lost it. About him reacting with his famous "Ronen": "I love Ronen, I really do. I understand him and I see him so that's why I react that way".

Tarlos Saturday M&G: • Ronen: "you guys made us the highest selling couple of the convention. I mean it's not a competition but..." Rafael laughing: "It's not a competition but fuck them all" • They got asked if they have any lgbtq+ couples or tv shows/movies they look up to. For Rafael it's "Weekend" and "God’s Own Country"; for Ronen it's "Moonlight". • A fan asked them about tarlos wearing shoes in bed during 2x12. They tried shooting the scene with them taking off their shoes but it didn't flow and it was mostly a security/technical matter since they literally had to walk through real fire. That would have just been an impediment to get the scene out. • Carlos having longer hair in season 3 was all Rafael. • They got asked who breaks character more often between the two and it's Rafael. Cause he doesn't shoot often with Julian, Natacha and Brian and shooting with them is both the best and worst time ever. They're all funny and always make him histerically laugh. During the scene when he goes into the firehouse in 3x07, Julian, Natacha and Brian wouldn't stop making him laugh and they had to adlib during that scene so they would just keep saying the dumbest stuff. In that scene Ronen adlibs "I'm not even a firefighter anymore". Jim says some crazy stuff too and at times it's really hard to keep going during scenes. • They got asked if they could choose another actor to play Carlos/TK who would they choose and Ronen didn't miss a beat and said that nobody else could ever play Carlos Reyes. Ronen: "This is the guy and I can't even begin to imagine somebody else in the part."  Rafael: "I've never encountered myself wishing that another actor would play his role" Ronen: "Except when I annoy him and take videos in secret and he's just "Ronen". There are so many videos that you've never seen". Rafael: "I like this guy and I'm not just saying that cause he said it." • Regarding the audition tapes. Rafael said he never wants to see them but those would probably explain why they're here right now. Their connection was right from the beginning. They barely spoke and the chemistry was just there. Ronen said he doesn't want to be mean but once Rafael auditioned he went to the producers and said "Do we even have to see the other guy?" cause there was just another actor auditioning for the part. • Rafael talked again about how they're playing it safe with tarlos and Ronen went "in Station 19 you have Danielle flashing Stefania and I'm like "why aren't we doing that???" Rafael: "Are you gonna wear a sock?" Ronen: "No" Rafael: "No?! No sock?! Lord" Ronen: "I'll wear underwear, the camera just won't see it." Rafael: "Are we still talking about it?!" • The scenes in 3x15 with the lizard were added two days before shooting the episode. Rafael didn't know the lizard was real at first and just shaked the box it was in. It didn't move at all so he thought it was fake and he ended up traumatizing the poor animal. • Rafael said he can actually picture Ronen doing something like that too, just picking up a random lizard and bringing it home and Rafael would just have the same reaction as Carlos and go "Ronen NO" • A fan mentioned how they would love to see them both doing theatre and Ronen went "Tarlos: a Broadway show. Or Tarlos: the musical" Rafael: "It would be the gayest thing ever". • Lighting has been a problem for the past 3 seasons. The scenes are shot beautifully but the filter they use just make them all look grey and it gets frustrating for them too because irl they don't look anything like that. But it definitely improved from season 1. • They would love to have Liv back for the tarlos wedding. • They didn't notice that the time the proposal happened at (3:18am) was also the number of the episode. • During Carlos' hospital monologue Rafael improvised the "Believe people when they tell you who they are". They shot the dream sequence first so in order to add something for Carlos to appear really mad, he got mad too and added that line. The dream sequence was a crazy day of shooting cause they had to keep putting Rafael in and out of the scene while Ronen was walking around the living room. • They both want the wedding to happen at the right time and for it to not be rushed.

Tarlos Sunday Breakfast: • Ronen mentioned how he was waiting for Rafael to do the tarlos photos the day before and that he stood in line with fans. Ronen: "You were late and I was in line waiting for you." Rafael: "Ronen, do you know the joy I get in having YOU wait for me" Ronen: "I'm pretty punctual" Rafael: "Yeah, we're not talking about that" Ronen: "on SET. Not the make up trailer" • Ronen is an iced coffee guy and he didn't know what Rafael drinks, which is hot black coffee. When he suggested he likes tea Rafael was so affronted. He judged Ronen for liking iced coffee because it's such an American thing. • A fan brought them a gift and they joked that it's for both of them. Rafael: "You give Ronen something and then I meet all of you and you go "I gave Ronen something for you" and I go??? Where is it???" We learned Ronen doesn't share alcohol. • Someone was talking about the heat and went "where's a paramedic when you need one" and Rafael pointed at Ronen and went "She's right here" • Rafael loves the dinner scene in 1x03 cause that's the scene that made him fall in love with tarlos. • Ronen's favourite scene always changes. The engagement is number 1 and then he loves the scenes where they talk about TK's sponsor in 3x13. • Rafael really got mad at the "You know he's straight, right?" line in that scene cause that’s such a stereotypical line among queer couples. For Ronen that just made it more real.

Rafael's Sunday M&G: • Not many questions were asked during this M&G cause it was mostly a conversation about the convention, Paris, the videos he recorded for fans and the show in general and what it means to people and how it helped lots of fans during the pandemic. • He talked a bit about his trip to Ireland and how he risked his life there by driving too close to the edge of a cliff. • "Eveyone's a child. Everyone goes to bed having ice cream and watching Pocahontas" • He has watched Heartstopper.

[sarahsmi13s]

Fears

(not my gif)

pairing: jake ‘hangman’ seresin x fem!oc

characters: jake seresin, fem!oc, paisley seresin (jake’s sister), jack and delilah seresin (jake’s parents), tyler (brief- paisley’s boyfriend), kyle (extremely brief)

warnings: language, hangman being angsty, self-doubt, college, sports talk, talk of death and dying, minor age gap (roughly 3 years), kyle’s an asshole, brief bodyshaming, i’m sorry if i missed any

word count: ~5.1k (i have absolutely no self control)

a/n: this is a prequel to Smart Cookie and The Promotion, which are both inspired by @roosterscockpit​ ‘s ( @milesdickpic​ ) story ‘His Little Girl’ and yes the oc is based on me (but is mainly fantasy me lol) 

in a loose summary this is basically when Sarah and Jake met (about 4 years before the events of the other two parts). when the story starts, Jake is 23 (october) and Sarah is 20 (september), but they meet in August with their birthday’s falling afterwards, making them 24 and 21. By the end of the story, Jake is 25 and Sarah is 22.

One thing Jake was not expecting to do when he returned home after his first deployment was help his little sister move to another state for college.

“Paisley, out of all the colleges you picked, you had to go with Arkansas? I can’t believe you would betray the Longhorns for the Razorbacks,” he scoffed as he carried a plastic tub into the building. “Well, JT, the University of Texas didn’t invite me to play softball for them. So, take it up with them,” she said, huffing out a breath at her older brother.

The rest of the way to Paisley’s dorm-suite was silent.

When they got to her room, Jake set the tote down and leaned against the wall, “Where is everyone?” Paisley shrugged and slid her key in, “I don’t know. Athletes move in early.” Jake’s face scrunched up, “Paise, softball season isn’t until next semester.” “Practice starts next week, Jake.” She shoved open the door and waddled inside, “Come on, my stuff ain’t movin’ itself.”

******

A little while later, while Hangman was dragging up Paisley’s minifridge he heard commotion coming from her bedroom.

“I just picked a bed, if you want to switch, we totally can,” he didn’t recognize that voice, but it was pretty. “Oh no it's totally fine, I mean, there’s not much difference is there?” That was Paisley.

Jake knocked on the door frame before walking in, “I have arrived with your mini fridge.” He looked up and his steps faltered while his next words died on his tongue.

Paisley nodded, smiling at her brother, “Thanks.” He only nodded, his mouth drying up on the spot. “Oh, how rude of me, this is Sarah. She’s my roommate for the year. Sarah, this is my brother Jake.”

Sarah stuck her hand out, “It’s nice to meet you.” Jake shook her hand, “It’s-uh- it’s nice to meet you too. Do you play softball?” She nodded, smiling, “I do. I play left field.” “Really? I guess you catch a lot of balls, huh?”

Paisley groaned, “Oh my word, you did NOT just say that!?” Jake’s tanned face tinged pink as he stumbled over an apology.

“Don’t apologize. I've heard, and definitely said, worse. It’s fine,” Sarah said, shrugging the innuendo off as she began working on organizing her desk. Jake sighed in relief, but Paisley narrowed her eyes at him.

They all began to do their own thing, Paisley and Jake’s parents coming in to help her get everything set up. They made small talk here and there, talking about majors and other things like that.

“So Sarah?” Jack, their father, asked as he and Jake raised Paisley’s bed. “Yes sir?” She responded, glancing over her shoulder at the older man from the set up of her bookshelf. “Is this your first year here?” She shook her head, “No, I’m actually a junior.” Delilah, their mother, tilted her head, “I’m sorry if this comes off a little harsh, but if you’re a junior, couldn’t you live off campus? Why are you in a dorm?”

Sarah smiled a little shyly, “Well, I know how scary it was for me when I came here. I mean I’ve lived in Arkansas my whole life and I grew up two hours from here in a small town, but I barely knew anyone here. I can’t imagine what it would be like for someone to move here from a whole ‘nother state. Our coach asked the upperclassmen if any of them wanted to bunk with the freshman and help make them feel welcome and I jumped on the opportunity.”

Jake felt his heart speed up. This complete stranger was willing to live in a cramped dorm suite, when she didn’t have to, to help his little sister feel welcome and give her a friend.

“That’s real sweet of you Sarah,” Delilah smiled and patted the girl on the shoulder. She smiled and continued to organize her books.

*********

Jake couldn’t stop looking at her.

Jack stopped mid-sentence, realizing his son had not been listening. “Son, did you hear a thing I just said?” Jack’s voice held humor as he followed his son’s green gaze. “She’s pretty, sweet, can handle your smartass. You should ask for her number.” 

Jake’s head whipped to look at his dad, “What? No.” “Why not? You’re obviously interested in her, you look at her the way I look at your mother.” “Dad, she’s studying to be a teacher, I’m a fighter pilot.” “Okay? And that affects things, how?” “I don’t want to have her wait for me, just to not come home. I couldn’t put anyone through that.” Jake went back to assembling a shoe rack in silence.

Jack shook his head. Damn it Jake and your inability to just live and let yourself be happy.

*****

Once both sides of the room were finished -decorations, bed adjustments, etc- the Seresin’s were starving.

Jack stretched his back, “Sarah, do you have any recommendations for supper?” She sat up in her bed, “Depends on what you’re looking to eat?” He looked at his family, and they just shrugged. He rolled his eyes, “Y’all are no help. I was thinkin’ a burger or steak or somethin’.” Sarah nodded, “Oh, there’s this good place on College Avenue. It’s called Big Whiskey’s, it’s really good.” 

He arched a brow in question at his family, who all nodded. He clapped his hands, “Alright let’s go.” 

The Seresins left and Sarah relaxed on her bed, smiling to herself.

“Hey,” Jake’s smooth drawl caught her attention. “You comin’?” She sat up, head tilted in confusion. He just dramatically waved for her to hurry up and follow him. 

She simply nodded and slipped on her shoes, grabbing her purse and keys.

*******

It had been months since their first meeting, but neither one of them could stop thinking about the other.

Jake had gone out on another deployment and Sarah was practicing and studying.

Sarah wasn’t sure what it was she liked about the cocky pilot. Maybe it was his confidence in himself or the way he made sure to tell his sister how proud he was of her and that he loved her at the end of every video call they had. Maybe it was the fact he made sure to say ‘hi’ to her if she was in the background.

But one thing she was sure of was that she was falling for her roommate's brother

*******

Jake knew the moment Sarah came into the Seresin’s lives, she wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.

Paisley had told him, just after the first few weeks of being roommates, Sarah invited her to come home with her for the weekend. She didn’t like the idea of Paisley being alone on campus until she was sure she could get around safely.

Jake wasn’t exactly sure what to do about his feelings for his sister’s roommate. He could just shove the feelings away, maybe distract himself with random girls. But every time he saw her, even through the grainy quality of his computer, the feelings resurfaced. So that only left telling her about them, and he was pretty sure she felt the same way. However, he couldn’t bear the thought of leaving her behind if he were to burn in, so he suffered.

*******

It went on like that for a year.

The blushing and the asking constantly about the other, which evolved into them both talking on their own. Paisley was tired of it, she needed to get them both together.

“Sarah, just ask him out. He likes you too. And I know you talk outside of just my weekly video calls. Not to mention the fact I told you he was in Top Gun and you immediately texted him to ask why you heard it from me and not him.” Paisley said as they sat their bags down and went into the batting cages. “P, he’s got a career that he loves and is extremely devoted to. I’m gonna be a high school teacher and coach, I’d only hold him back.”

She scoffed, “That’s bullshit and you know it.” She tossed a ball for Sarah to hit. “Paisely-” She hit the ball. “Even if it was. I’m pretty sure Jake sees me as a sister.” The blonde threw her hands up, “That’s also bullshit! Sarah, he has a photo of you in his plane.”

Sarah wiffed the next ball, “What?”

*****

Paisley pinched the bridge of her nose. “Jake, I’ve had this conversation with you too many times.” She tossed her keys on the table. “Just tell her! You’re gonna be staying with us in this condo for the next few days, what are you gonna do- ignore her?” “Yes!” Paisley just blinked, “You’re ridiculous. I’m gonna get ready, the game starts at one.”

Jake looked at the clock, it was 8:30. “What no breakfast?”

The other bedroom door opened, “Breakfast?” He looked over to see Sarah mid braid, still in her pajamas.

The last time he saw her in person was on his birthday back in October, and he wasn’t sure how she got prettier.

“Hey, Jake!” She smiled and tied off the braid. He smiled back and opened his arms, “Hey Sarah!” They shared a quick hug- well what was supposed to be a quick hug.

Paisley smiled, but cleared her throat because Sarah needed to finish getting ready.

They jumped apart. “Sorry it’s a mess, I got caught up and totally forgot to clean,” Sarah apologized, running a hand through the unbraided half of her hair. Jake shrugged it off, “Don’t worry about it.” She nodded, smiling a little bit. “Let me finish my hair and I can start breakfast.” “I asked Tyler to bring by breakfast. You just get ready,” Paisley said as she left to her room. “I guess that settles that then.”

Sarah gestured to the couch as she left to her room to get ready, “Make yourself at home.” He nodded and sat down, grabbing the remote to flip through channels.

Jake came across NCIS and picked that, scrolling through his phone as the characters talked in the background.

Suddenly, the classic intro of Foghat’s Slow Ride drifted out of Sarah’s room.

He smiled to himself. He had told her once that it had been one of his favorite songs since he was a teenager. It usually helped hype him up before a game and even now it hyped him up to get into his plane everyday.

Jake hoped that maybe it achieved the same effect for her.

******

Sarah started to hum along, weaving the three locks of hair over her shoulder.

She tied the braid off and grabbed her black Razorback headband, mumbling lyrics to herself as she secured it on her head.

Going into her room from her en suite bathroom, she stripped her pajamas and grabbed her uniform. She got dressed, adjusting the sleeves of her white undershirt and the buckle of her belt as she walked out.

“Great playlist by the way,” Jake said from his spot on the couch. Sarah smiled, “Thanks, helps to get me pumped up.” Jake nodded and smiled, “Those are the best playlists.” She giggled and nodded, but the environment became a little awkward.

Jake cursed himself, he usually always had a line ready, some smartass or funny remark to make. But around Sarah he found himself struggling. He didn’t want to ruin any sliver of a chance he had with her, even though he probably would never make a move.

A knock broke the silence.

“That’s Tyler!” Paisley shouted from her room.

Sarah gasped, grinning as she slid in her socks to the door, “Food!” Jake chuckled, smiling and shaking his head as he moved over to the table.

*********

It was game time and Jake sat above the dugout next to Tyler, on the phone with his dad.

“Dad, I’m wearing a Razorback shirt. I feel like I’m committing treason.” Both Tyler and Jack laughed. “You’re supporting your sister, and someone I’m pretty sure is the love of your life.” “Dad, she’s not-” “Jake Thomas, quit lying to yourself. Her photo is in your damn cockpit. Not a photo of her and Paisley or you, her and Paisely- it’s just her! You’re just scared to tell her, because you know, just like we all know, that once you tell her there’s no going back.”

Jake pinched his nose, “Dad, I can’t put her through what I’ve seen other families go through when their loved ones don’t come home. I won’t.” “Son, that’s her decision to make. She understands what you do is dangerous. Stop torturing yourself with what if’s and just let yourself be happy.” With that bit of advice, Jack hung up, leaving his son to think about his words.

*********

It was Sarah’s turn to bat and she was sliding her gloves on.

“Hey, she’s pitching outside corner a lot, be ready for that,” her teammate, Autumn, told her as she slid her gloves off and rolled her shoulders. Sarah nodded and patted her shoulder, “Thanks.”

She went into the circle and took her practice swings timing it with the pitcher.

“Strike Three!” The ump shouted, closed fist in the air. The batter that was up to bat rolled her shoulders and walked past Sarah. “She’s slower than we thought, might want to be in B, maybe even A.” She nodded, “Got it. Thanks.”

The announcer came over. “Alright, we’ve got two outs and three runners on base.” Sarah’s walk out song started.

*******

Jake’s ears perked up at the song coming through the speakers. A grin split his face and a blush warmed up his cheeks and ears.

He watched Sarah roll her right wrist, the bat emphasizing the circle. “Slow Ride… Take it Easy!” He swore he could see a smirk on her face as she looked at her wrist band.

Jake chuckled and shook his head in amusement.

When she stepped into the batter’s box, she looked in her element. Jake loved it. She had this air about her when she was on the field. Kinda like when he was in his plane.

The first two pitches were balls; one outside and one too high for her to hit. The next was a close call but the ump called it inside.

Sarah’s coach grabbed her attention. “Hey, only swing if it’s perfect!” She gave her a thumbs up and adjusted her stance.

“Let’s go, Sarah!” Paisley and Jake shouted at the same time. “It’s gotta be your pitch. If you don’t like it, don't swing!” Jake added, getting on the edge of his seat.

*********

Sarah smiled at his voice, and shifted her weight.

The pitcher launched the ball and she swung. It was on the outside corner of the plate, but still in the strike zone.

She ran towards first base, just to hear the ump yell that the ball had landed foul. She took a deep breath and jogged back to the plate and picked up her bat.

“Hey, Sarah?” “Yeah, coach?” “Where was that?” Her coach wasn’t upset that she swung, Sarah had made contact, she just wanted to know how to fix the mistake. “Outside corner of the plate, I thought I had it. Came in a little faster than I thought it would.” The coach nodded, “Okay. You know what to do?” Sarah nodded and her coach patted her helmet.

Before she got back in the box, she shook out her hands, relieving the tension in her fingers.

“Just straighten it out, Sarah! You got this!” Jake’s voice cutting over everyone else in the crowd made her smile as she hit the dirt out of her cleats with her bat.

She stepped back in the box and adjusted her stance, that way she could be prepared for anything. Shifting her weight back on her right hip, she lifted the bat off her shoulder.

The pitcher threw a change up, something Sarah expected from watching the signals from the past inning. Usually the other team's pitcher threw a change up when the count was 3-1 or a full count.

Sarah waited and swung just as the ball got to the plate, making perfect contact.

Without even watching it, she took off running, as did the other runners.

But she didn’t need to see to know that the ball had gone over the fence, the cheers from both her team and the crowd were enough to know.

After she crossed the plate and celebrated the Grand Slam with her teammates, Sarah glanced into the stands and saw Jake on his feet pumping his fist in the air and clapping. He noticed and smiled at her proudly. She gave him a proud smile back and went into the dugout.

*******

After the game all three of them went back to the condo, both girls taking a quick shower and Jake relaxing on the couch.

When Sarah stepped out of her room about two and half hours later, she was wearing flare jeans, brown cowboy boots, and a silk button up shirt that was half tucked in. Her hair was half up/half down and her curtain bangs framed her face. Her makeup was natural, but bold enough to accentuate her features.

Jake had to do a double take. “Wow,” the statement was muttered under his breath, so Sarah didn’t hear it.

She turned to him. “How do I look? And be honest.” “You look great, Sarah.” Jake really wanted to say ‘beautiful’, ‘gorgeous’, ‘breathtaking’- anything of the like. But he refrained, just to keep his feelings to himself for a little longer. “Really?”

The smile she gave him would have sent him to his knees if he wasn’t already sitting on the couch. He didn’t miss the way her eyes lit up as the smile showed her teeth.

“I wouldn’t lie to you sweetheart,” the term of endearment just slipped off his tongue without him really thinking about it. But he loved the blush that spread across her cheeks.

Paisley walked out of her room.

“Damn girl! Lookin’ fine. Kyle is gonna be drooling over more than just steak,” she commented, wiggling her eyebrows.

Jake’s heart nearly stopped. Who the fuck is Kyle?

He swallowed and looked at the coffee table. “You’re going on a date?” He felt Sarah’s eyes on him. “Oh yeah, he’s in one of my sports administration classes, he's on the track team.” Jake nodded, pulling out his phone. “Have fun. Be safe.”

He knew his short response seemed a little cold shouldered, but how else was he supposed to feel? He was too late, someone had got to her first.

It was for the best… wasn’t it?

***

Sarah frowned a little, but she nodded, “I will, I’m not sure when I’ll be home, so you don’t have to stay up for me.”

Paisley frowned at her brother’s sudden coldness, “Um, where are you going?” “Going to Texas Roadhouse in Fort Smith, it’s about an hour drive.” “Are you guys meeting there?” Sarah nodded, “Yeah.” Paisley hugged her, “Text me when you get there. And let me know if y’all go anywhere else, okay? I just need to know my bestie is safe.” Sarah smiled, “You got it Paise.”

The brunette left, grabbing her purse and keys on her way out. The blonde glanced at her brother, rolling her eyes to see that he hadn’t physically responded.

“Hey, Sarah, I think I left something in your truck, can I get it real quick?” Paisley asked, walking toward the door. Sarah stopped halfway from closing the door, “Oh, yeah sure.”

They went out to her truck.

“What did you forget?” Paisley sighed, hands on her hips, “That my brother’s an idiot.” Sarah rolled her eyes, “P, it’s fine. I mean I know this date was supposed to kick his ass into gear, but he doesn’t seem phased. It’s fine.” “Except it’s not!” “Paisley, look I thought he liked me too. That’s why we did this because I was scared of the rejection in case we read the signals wrong,” her voice trailed off at the end as she picked at her nails.

Paisley frowned when Sarah sniffled a little and pulled her hands apart to hold them. “I’m gonna talk to him.” Sarah shook her head, “Please don’t… It’s gonna be super embarrassing in the morning if you do.” She climbed in her vehicle, “I’ll text you when I get there.”

The Seresin girl huffed, hands on her hips as she watched her friend drive off to go on a date with a guy that she doesn’t even like.

She stormed back inside, “Jake Thomas Seresin!”

The pilot straightened at the use of his full name. “What’d I do?” Paisley threw her hand toward the door, “What the hell was that?!” “What the hell was what?” “Seriously?” Jake just raised his eyebrows, wanting her to elaborate. She just scoffed and shook her head, “God, Jake, you’re an idiot for just letting her walk out like that. She thinks she was wrong about your feelings for her. That’s why she’s going on this whole date, so you can throw yourself in gear and ask her out!”

Jake sighed, “You know I can’t do that…” Paisley nodded, “Right, cause you’re scared. Fine, be scared, but she won’t wait around forever.” She huffed off to her room and slammed the door.

**********

Sarah closed the door quietly so as to not wake anyone and hung her purse up while tossing her keys in the dish.

It was only about 10:30, but Paisley always tried to go to bed at 10 o’clock, popping melatonin if she had to. And Jake would be sleeping on the couch, so she wanted to avoid the awkward conversation that was bound to happen if he was awake.

She sat her bag of rolls down on the bar and moved to her room to clean her face and go to bed to forget the awful night she just had.

But when she passed the living room couch, Jake wasn’t there.

At first she thought maybe he was just in the bathroom, but she saw that the patio light was on.

She made her way towards the door, slowly opening it so she didn’t startle him.

Jake was sitting back, fist to his mouth as he intently stared at the bush in front of him. “Hey, everything okay?” Sarah asked gently. His head whipped up and his brows pulled together, “You’re home.” She nodded, chuckling awkwardly, “That I am. Could you not sleep?” Jake rubbed the back of his neck, “Not exactly.” Her eyes widened slightly in realization, “Were you gonna stay up until I got home?” Jake nodded, interlocking his fingers. “You didn’t have to do that.”

“Yes, I did. I had to make sure you got back safe.”

She was shocked into silence for a second, but he cut her off when she went to speak. “Can we go for a drive?” She didn’t hesitate to say yes. She could see that something was bothering him and if a drive helped him, she would tag along.

****

They drove aimlessly for a bit, neither saying a word to each other.

Jake’s fingers drummed on the console while he racked his brain for the words he wanted to say to the girl next to him. His other hand was trying not to grip the steering wheel too tightly.

Sarah played with her fingers to keep from reaching out to hold his hand in an attempt to calm them both. Her eyes were glued to her lap, scared she would just spill everything if she looked at him.

They came to a stop light and Jake turned down the music, “What happened?”

Sarah kept her eyes down, “How can you be so sure something happened?” “Because from the way you were talkin’, you’d be out later than 10 o’clock. So tell me what happened.”

She shook her head, “It’s not a big deal.” “It is to me.”

Throwing her head against the headrest, she swallowed and closed her eyes. “Where do you want me to start?” “The very beginning.”

She laughed humorlessly, “Well first, he was an hour late-” Jake scoffed, pressing on the gas when the light turned green again. “Then we had to wait 30 minutes to get a table. We talked for a little bit and we seemed to get over the hiccup at the beginning, then I reached for like my second roll and he had the nerve to say ‘you really think you need that?’” Jake gripped the steering wheel with both hands, this guy was an absolute dickwad.

“I said ‘need ain’t got anythin’ to do with it’ and I happily ate my roll.” That made Jake smile, “Atta girl.” “But then when the waitress could finally take our order because he took a break from looking at my chest to glance at the menu, he tried to order me just a salad and that's when I asked the waitress for a to-go box of rolls and I paid for them and left.” She began to play with her fingers again, mumbling out, “Not like I wanted to be on the date.”

Jake pretended like he didn’t hear that last bit. “So you didn’t eat?” She shook her head, “But it’s fine. I was gonna have some leftover Mexican food that's in the fridge.” He bit his lip, “Let’s get pizza.” “Jake, it’s nearly 11:30,” she said, arching a brow. “I may not live here but I know there’s a 24 hour pizza place literally up the road.” He looked over at her to see the ghost of a smile on her lips as she played with her hands.

His hand twitched to pull one of her hands up to his lips.

“I’ll call them, cheese okay?” He nodded, “Cheese is perfect.”

She placed the order, looking out the windshield when she was done. “Give ‘em about 30 minutes.” Jake nodded and decided it was now or never.

He pulled into the restaurant's parking lot but left the engine running so the music could calm his nerves.

Sarah finally looked over at him. He looked nervous or worried about something.

She made the first move and unbuckled to grab his hand, “Is everything okay, Jake? You seem worried.” He sighed, eyebrows pulled together as he contemplated spilling his guts to her.

He kept his eyes on their connected hands, “Paisley told me why you went on the date with Kyle…”

He missed the contact as soon as she pulled her hand away, moving too fast for him to register she was leaving. His eyes cut to her, watching her cover her face in embarrassment as she leaned against the door. “Fuck, I told her not to say anything. I’m sorry if that made you uncomfortable. I was perfectly fine being wrong in secret.”

Jake’s fingers wrapped around her wrists and pulled her hands down. “Sarah, look at me. Please.” Her brown eyes met his green ones, and Jake felt his heart in his throat. “You weren’t wrong.”

The confused look that came over her face Jake thought was adorable. “But then why-” “Because I figured it was for the best.”

She leaned closer to him, “Jake, what do you mean ‘for the best’?”

His hands moved to the side of her neck, his calloused thumbs rubbing back and forth on her jaw.

The feeling of his large warm hands on her skin made her sharply inhale and melt all at the same time.

“I’m in love with you, Sarah. So in love with you that it's dangerous.” She pouted a little bit and Jake had to refrain from kissing her, “Why haven’t you said anything? I think everyone knows I’m in love with you too.”

He avoided her concerned gaze, eyes turning to the radio. But her soft hand on his cheek made his eyes meet hers again and she felt him relax into her palm.

“Talk to me, Jake.”

Her voice was no louder than a whisper, hoping to give the air of privacy and that he was in a safe place to talk about his feelings.

“I’m scared, Sarah. I’m so fucking scared.”

He felt her pulse quicken under his thumbs. “You’re scared of loving me?” He shook his head and pressed his forehead on hers, “Not in the way that you think.” “Then what are you scared of?”

Jake took a deep breath, closing his eyes.

“I’m scared of leaving you. I’m terrified that I’m not gonna come home to you. I love you too much to put you through that. I’ve seen spouses fall to the ground and heard their screams from the inside of my truck. The idea that that could be you, could be our kids- it scares the shit out of me.”

Tears were in both of their eyes as Sarah ran a hand through his short hair and pulled back to really look at him.

“And you don’t think that scares me? We aren’t even together and whenever you're out there on some carrier in the middle of the damn ocean, I’m holding my breath until I hear from you again.” He shook his head, “I can’t put you through that.” She held his head still, “That’s my decision, Jake. I would do it a hundred times over, because I love you. And our fears are valid, but we can’t let ourselves suffer because of them.”

Jake’s exhale was shaky and tears finally spilled over, being caught by Sarah’s thumbs. When he didn’t speak she continued. “If you’re scared of leaving me or our family behind, you do everything in your power to get home. Your fear is your drive, but don’t let it consume you.”

Without speaking, he surged forward and kissed her. One hand weaving into her hair to get her closer. Her hand slipped from his face and wrapped itself in his shirt, the other staying in his hair.

When they pulled away, to catch their breath, the all too familiar tune played through the speakers.

Jake chuckled, “I love this song.”

Bonus:

Paisley rubbed her eyes as she walked out of her room, yawning as she stretched.

She had noticed Sarah’s purse and figured that she was probably still asleep, but wanted to let her know that their game was canceled because of the persistent rain that started late last night.

When she opened the door, she was stunned to see both Sarah and Jake in the bed, snuggled up together with an empty pizza box on the floor and Resident Evil 7 on the tv.

Paisley smirked to herself and closed the door. “Atta kid JT.”

*************

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Tyler Hoechlin- Our Love

No More Secrets

March 2011

"Ok YN Tyler ready for your last scenes?"

"No" I pout looking at Jeff making everyone laugh. I raise my hands up ready to be handcuffed on some railings. I've made a family here. Tyler and I have been dating secretly now for the last 4 months. Not even the rest of the cast know yet

"Ok quiet on set. Episode 12 scene 9 take 1. And action"

"Der?" I say weakly

"Hm" he hums back but doesn't look at me

"Just in case we die..."

"We won't" his head snaps towards me. He then shows me that one of his hands are free

"I love you" I blurt out as Estella, before Tyler (Derek) can reply a man walks in

"Ready to have some more fun. To be honest my knuckles are kinda hurting so I brought some help" he lifts his bat up "I need to warn you. I sit to play in collage" he goes to swing at me but Tyler as Derek grasp the bat and behind him is Tyler P as Scott. He knocks the guy out

"Scott help Stella out of them" he nods towards the cuffs

"No"

"What?"

"Not until you tell me how to stop Peter"

"You really want to talk about this right now?"

"Yeah I'm with Derek. My arms are kinda numb and I'm starving"

"He going after Allison and her family. He's going to kill them"

"So what?" Tyler shouts.

We continue the scene until we hear cut.

Time for dinner. Thank goodness because I'm starving. Before we all walk to the food truck on set and order our food, I head to my trailer to grab a coat because it cold out this evening. As I walk into my trailer I'm pushed in and the door closes. I immediately panic, that is until Im turned around and facing Tyler

"What are you doing?"

"Coming to give my girlfriend a kiss, or am I not allowed?" Tyler's hands move round my waist

"Of course but your going to make us obvious. Yesterday you followed me in here and we exited together. There going to get suspicious"

"But that's the fun of it" he smirks leaning down to place a kiss on my lips, I of course let him. He pulls back and holds me close to him

“I love you Ty”

“And I love you”

“We best head back” I sigh

“I’ll grab my jacket. Make it look like that’s what I came for” I give him a hum letting him know I’ve heard him.

Once Tyler has his jacket we head to the food truck, we gab our food and sit down. Tyler sits next to me earning a look off Crystal

"So YN how do you feel about your first acting job?" Holland asks

"Great. I mean it helps that we have such an amazing cast. All of us get on so well"

"It definitely helps" Posey laughs "I've felt like we've really become a family over the last year"

"We are" I give a little smile “I’m going to miss this while we’re on a break from filming”

Our next scene is outside in the dark. I'm only wearing a tank top and I'm freezing. Tyler and I wait until we're needed in the scene so we both have blankets over us and are huddling together in our prosthetics watching the scene play out in front of us. It's one of the final scenes in the episode where Peter is kills Kate and Scott attacks him

"Cut! Can we have YN and Tyler ready on set?" I hand the blanket to Holland who is watching the scene as well. We both get ready to walk into the scene "ok and action"

Tyler and I walk over to Ian who's lying on the floor with fake blood over him. Tyler kneels down

"Wait you said the cure comes from the one that but you. Derek if you do this, I'm dead"

"You've already decided" Ian whispers

"Do it Derek you deserve this" I tell him.There's a bit of sfx that makes it look like Tyler's just slashed Ian's throat

"I'm the alpha now" he says. His eyes will glow in post production

"And cut! Thats a wrap on YN and Tyler for this season thank you" everyone applauds and cheers making me feel a little emotional. In 3 months time the first episode will be aired and I'm super nervous. Tyler wraps me up is his arms and hugs me. I notice Holland give me a smirk and raised eyebrows.

We walk to our trailers, which are next to each other. Once away from eyes Tyler takes my hand in his

"I think we should tell everyone about us” I say to Tyler entering his trailer “we’ve finished filming today, the others finish tomorrow. And we’re not going to see them until we go to comic con in 2 months. Then after that we probably won’t see anyone for 9 months or maybe more”

“If you want to tell everyone we can. I’m happy if your happy”

“Thank you” we stay in a comfortable silence until I realise something “how do we tell everyone. Like do we gather them around and say, hey we’re dating and have been for the last the last 4 months”

“Or we could walk back to set holding hands. See if they notice?”

“I’d still like to keep it out of the public eye. For now at least. Just while I’m starting my career. I don’t want anyone to think Im piggy backing of anyone or creating news just to boost the show or…”

“Hey that’s ok. I actually agree. Keep it quiet for now. Still need to have some fun” he laughs making me laugh along with him.

So that’s what we’re doing. We’re walking back to set holding hands where everyone else is still. Holland is the first to notice and screams

“Finally!” Crystal shouts

“What?” I frown laughing

“Well I mean it was kinda obvious. Constantly next to each other, going into each other’s trailer”

“Ok well now that you guys know. We’d like to still keep it on the down low for now. Away from the public”

“Of course. Just glad you trust us enough to keep it a secret for you” Holland walks over and embraces me into a hug

“Of course. You guys are family”

[foreverisntenough]

- YOU’RE MINE -

Summary: While you daydreamed about his face an ocean apart, he had no idea what yours was about to do to him. With a twist of fate and the heat of summer, a new relationship would completely ransack his heart - Everyday heavy with the thought of one another, neither of you were going to let the unexpected love of your life go. You were going to be his, you were his, and you were going to stay his.

Warnings: This story will contain fluff, suggestion, smut love bombing, little sad, and kind of angst- not sure what else really…

Note: I was planning on keeping this just for myself so please be nice. I hope you like it! There will definitely be more parts (don’t know how many just yet though.)

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Chapter 8 - ‘You’re Mine’

Marcel watched Trent rub his eyes sitting in the airport lounge. He looked so distressed that it confused his brother. He had a good holiday but wasn’t mad about getting back to his own bed, not understanding Trent’s dismay. He didn’t particularly want to ask, still annoyed about the snub last night but he did anyway.

“Bro, what’s up?” Marcel asked pretty disingenuously but he did care.

“Nah, don’t worry about it. All good mate.” Trent pushed the inquiry away.

“Marc, obviously it’s the loss of his unlimited supply he’s had for the past few days.” One of the other boys quipped alluding to the amount of sex Trent and you were having. The comment struck a nerve.

“Aye, shut the fuck up. Don’t talk about her again bro. I’m fucking serious.” Trent snapped, causing all the boys to quiet down. Tyler stood up and moved toward Trent sitting down next him placing his hand on his shoulder.

“Yo bro, sorry, just bants,” his friend spoke before Tyler could.

“You good Trenski?” Tyler said quietly more to him then to the group. “It’ll be fine. Keep your head down, focus in on the season starting, if it’s meant to be you guys will work something out later.”

“That’s not what I want at all. I don’t want later.” Trent sighed although seeing your name light up across his phone, a slight smile pulled at the corner of his mouth.

“… and you want?” Marcel chimed in inquiring.

“Her. Her all day.” Trent confessed but was getting overwhelmed by the attention on him now. He stood up walking away from the group with his hand rubbing his face the other opening your message. His brothers knew him well enough to know it was better to leave him be for a little. Trent was always stubborn but sensitive too although they hadn’t really seen him get so worked up over someone else before.

You took a selfie of your face pressed into the bouquet left by Trent, your face was tear stained, cheeks flushed full with a soft smile. You could see your naked shoulders rolled into the flowers, your arm holding the phone outstretched showing your legs wrapped around the arrangement your spine curled leaning into it. You liked the vulnerability of the photo but didn’t think too much about it as Trent had already seen every inch of you. You sent a text with the photo to him thoughtlessly

“Missing you baby 😘 Thank you again sweet boy”

The message had Trent’s heart beating out of his chest. The image of you in a towel, almost naked, made his cock twitch. He could almost hear your voice singing the word ‘baby’ in his head which ultimately just made him sad.

He boarded the private plane and tucked into his seat, headphones on, ignoring the boys who were being particularly rowdy. Marcel decided to check on Trent seeing that his little sulk was going on longer than he was used to.

“Bro, give her a call. Just try to relax, if you want her.. show her that. You’ll work it out if you actually give it a go and don’t just dwell on it.” His words were actually quite true which surprised Trent but he didn’t have the energy to give his brother shit about it.

“Yeah, yeah, mate. I’m gonna get this to work.” Trent said with more confidence than he actually had.

Your phone buzzed once you had arrived back in your apartment. The sun beamed through the window illuminating the flowers you had brought home, his sweater wrapped you up perfectly as you sat tucked on your couch.

“Hello..” you answered apprehensively but with a big grin.

“You okay, baby?” Trent asked you but you could hear that he was sad.

“Trying but little better hearing from you. I’m pretty cozy right now though, thank you for ‘leaving’ your jumper for me.. you did leave it on purpose right?” to him, you were incredibly endearing. He giggled at your words and your innocence.

The boys on the plane quieted down listening to Trent laugh for the first time all day.

“I did. Thought you’d like to have it.” He cooed with a big smile plastered across his face.

“It’s embarrassing how much I miss you already. Are you sure you’re 100% set on this whole football career?” You joked a little.

“Yeah” he giggled some more. “Pretty set on it, it’s my job after all.”

“Alright, alright. Fine, I guess I’ll have to come see you at work then.”

“Yeah, I’d like that.” Trent couldn’t pull the grin off his face as he kept talking to you. He stayed on the phone with you for a while before he told you he had to go because he didn’t want the call to drop during the flight, leaving you without a proper goodbye.

By the time they landed back in England the plane had completely gone quiet. The boys all passed out, begrudgingly having to wake up now to get off. Once on the tarmac the boys yawned saying their goodbyes surrounded by a barrage of Rimowa luggage and the Louis Vuitton duffle bag you lusted after when you first saw it in Trent’s hotel room. Trent, Tyler, and Marcel all got into a car to head to their family home to see their mum first, a ride that was particularly quiet compared to the brothers normal volume. They dragged their feet into the house. Marcel beelined to the couch slouching down into it. In typical boy fashion, the three boys had failed to tell their mum, Dianne, exactly what time they would be returning.

“Oh my god, my babies!” Dianne yelled seeing Marcel appear on the couch, leaving the kitchen, she ran over to him squeezing his face. “My youngest baby” she cooed.

“Mum…enough,” Marcel groaned trying to pull her hands from him.

“Coming from America mum, not back from war.” Tyler smiled walking over to her giving her a proper hug and kiss.

“And you… hello sweetheart” Dianne pushed at Trent who wasn’t really in the mood.

“He’s being a bitch today,” Marcel quipped, only to catch a light tap to the back of his head from his mum.

“Why so moody hun?”

“Yeah, just tired, don't know.” Trent ignored the obvious reason, giving his mum a tight hug before leaving to go to the kitchen, grabbing a water before sitting at the island.

“He’s upset he had to leave his girlfriend.” Tyler exposed him.

“…girlfriend?” Dianne was confused but wanted to stay calm in an effort to get as much information out of them as possible.

“She’s not my girlfriend,” Trent yelled, overhearing from the kitchen.

“You wish she was.” Marcel chimed in again. The conversation fizzled out though with no one really having the energy to further it, the boys now splitting up going in separate directions throughout the house. Although Dianne was still hooked on the limited information about a possible girlfriend.

Trent sat at the island counter slumped over his phone, resting his face on his hand, swiping through photos. He sighed zooming in on little details seeing your smile lines, his hands on your waist, little freckles placed on your bare shoulders, your lips pressed to his skin. Pictures of you in bed had him fantasizing about being back there with you but when the pictures got a little steamier, erotic almost, he had to swipe out of the application to compose himself, he was in his mum’s kitchen after all.

“Going to tell me her name?” Dianne asked entering the kitchen, her hand coming to rub her son's back.

“Y/N” Trent sighed again. Pulling up a more innocent photo of you to show his mom. Trent became obsessed with taking pictures of you over your days together. He thought you were so beautiful without even trying. He had so many pictures of you asleep on his chest or wrapped in a towel in the bathroom, some incredibly more lude, and some much more sweet.

“She’s very pretty, Trent.” His mum confirmed.

“Yeah, I know. She’s perfect, the thing is she has no idea how beautiful she is and she’s so smart..” he began rambling about the intricacies of you. His mum just smiled listening patiently.

“You must really like her” she cooed “so she’s your girlfriend?” Asking what she really wanted to know.

“No, no, I mean…” he paused. “She’s mine, like she’s not but we’re… I don’t know.” Trent struggled to explain.

“Hmm okay. But you like her? And she knows this?” Dianne kept talking, trying to wrap her head around the situation.

“Yeah, yeah she definitely knows. I’m gonna have her come visit after the preseason.” Trent informed her.

“Oh… is she not from here?” She asked, causing him to laugh, thinking that would’ve been obvious or have already come up somehow.

“Nah, she’s American.” He said smiling at another picture of you.

“I don’t mind that” His mum smiled as she had American roots. “If you're happy, I’m happy sweetheart but don’t lose sight of priorities, alright?” Dianne wanted to make sure nothing was going to disturb his focus on the fast approaching football season.

Trent collapsed onto his bed in a huff after a long day of traveling. When he mustered up the strength to shower he stood in front of his bathroom mirror pulling his shirt over his head to see little love bites, light bruises from where your lips had been the night before. His hand brushed over the spots. He silently moaned at the thought of your lips back on his skin. The thought of you in bed paired with the fact that he wasn’t going to have that for weeks had his cock growing hard painfully. He turned to get into the shower in an attempt to clear his head. The water stung his skin. When he rubbed his hands over where he could reach on his back he felt the markings from your nails. He smiled a little at the memory of what caused you to scratch down him, his cock only getting harder.

Trent looked down at his cock beginning to leak pre-cum. He missed you a lot and liked you a lot but god, physically you drove him mad. He felt bad but he needed to release; the thought of you had him burning up. He placed one of his hands against the cold shower tiles, his other dominant hand began stroking his cock to the thought of you. For some reason the image of you on your knees in the bar’s maintenance closet was the one scenario that came flooding back to him.

“Fuck, you’re perfect baby. Taking me so well.” He moaned out, his eyes closed remembering you with his cock in your mouth. He could imagine your beautiful face tear stained bobbing up and down his length. He wanted to hear the sounds of you sucking him off so bad, feel the vibrations of your moans on his cock. God, this was going to be a long few weeks, his hand pumping himself faster until he released. His cum leaked, his chest heaving, your name on his lips. “Fuck..” he groaned.

Trent laid in his bed alone. He missed the smell of your perfume, seeing your clothes littered in the hotel room, he missed a strange place that you had managed to make feel like home. A few days passed and you spoke a lot but both were tentative to dive into conversations you were dying to have when you called him one night.

“Are you busy baby?” You asked needily. You missed Trent a lot. The days were getting incredibly long and your distance felt further than ever.

“Never for you, beautiful. You okay?.” He asked sweetly, genuinely wanting to hear how you were. Lucky for Trent he was often preoccupied with work outs most of the day but at night he was so lonely without you. He hadn’t even left for preseason yet, the time apart was just dragging on forever.

“I miss you…” you said quietly, a little ashamed at just how much you did.

“I know, sweet girl. Miss you so much.” He cooed back. He was being cute but it wasn’t exactly the mood you were in.

“T… I really miss you baby.” You sighed, practically moaning. You just couldn’t hold it together anymore.

“God, your voice is my favorite sound.” He was quick to reply with words that had your heart aching. You giggled trying to push away how sad you were, only making room for your desperation to bubble over uncontrollably.

“I miss your voice in my ear” you told him before he groaned at your suggestive comment.

“Yeah, you miss me telling you how sexy you are? What a good girl you are f’me?” He was practically growling. You sank down in your bed, rustling under the duvet. Trent leaned against his headboard trying to compose himself to some degree because the thought of you had the blood rushing to his cock.

“T, I miss being close to you.” You complained.

“Me too, baby. Miss your body so much. Do me a favor, yeah?” You smiled, praying you and he were going to be okay at this. You just needed to hear his voice coach you through an orgasm again so you could finally breathe during the day.

“Whatever you want.” You assured him you would do anything for him.

“Can you touch yourself for me?” He asked so innocently.

Your hand slipped into your sweats, your fingers running through your dripping wet folds.

“T, I’m so fucking wet. I miss you so much.” You moaned

“Yeah?” Trent couldn’t not smile. He liked knowing he could have you like this even across an ocean through the phone.

“Baby…” you paused, “can I see you?” You asked cautiously. Your phone buzzed with an incoming FaceTime call before you even heard a verbal response.

“Lemme see that pretty pussy,” he said without hesitation, his voice laced with lust. You had discarded your sweats and leaned back propping your phone up for him to see you spread your legs some more, your fingers tracing through your folds gathering your slick.

“Fuck… suck on your fingers like it’s my cock baby.” He commanded you and you happily obliged, slowly dragging your fingers up your body pulling your shirt up with your fingers showing more and more to him. You sucked on your fingers being incredibly messy, spit pooling in the corners of your mouth, showing him as you licked your fingers like you would if it was him, drawing your tongue up around and down them.

“Do you miss having your cock sucked?” you asked boldly, pulling your fingers from your mouth. Trent knew he missed you but hearing your words made him completely fall apart. The thought of you had him impossibly hard.

“Yeah, baby, miss your mouth so much.” He said his hands sliding down to stroke his cock. He could barely talk because he was lost watching your fingers grazing back over your body down to your soaking wet core. Trent begged you to slide your wet fingers in and out of your body.

“Fuck T, I miss you... I-fuck.. I need you.” you whined at the feeling of your quick pace dreaming it could be him.

“Need you baby, want to feel your pussy on my cock again.” He moaned laced with desire. You talked to him like he was with you making you feel good like he had many times. Your mind was clouded by how badly you wanted him in the room with you, his lips on your skin. You were pathetically begging for him but he honestly was no better. There really was no shame, you both missed this.

“Be a good girl and cum f’me” he was barely able to grunt out the words completely enamored by the noises you were making that he missed so much.

“Fuck, fuck..fu- fuck..” you couldn’t hold it anymore, white hot pleasure surged though you as Trent watched you squirm.

“That’s it baby, feels so fu-fucking good” he shuddered. “Shit baby, I’m gonna cum too.” He said before he released onto his stomach, breathing incredibly hard, eyes shut.

“I miss you so much, I miss this so much.” You panted out.

“Me too baby. I don’t want to say too much or have you think it’s just some sort of post cum sentiment but I like this, I’m not sure what you think this is but whatever it is I really really like it. I like you so much. You’re mine, beautiful.” He admitted wholeheartedly, vulnerable, in stark contrast to his lustful words moments ago.

“Really?” You questioned despite hearing the sincerity in his voice. You rolled over in your bed, your face leaned against your pillow, laying your phone across from you the same, holding so it felt like he was on that pillow next to you.

“Yeah, really baby.” He cooed confirming.

“I wish you were here so I could kiss you, T” you said sweetly. You two were so enraptured in the other you failed to notice how much time had passed since you began the call.

“I want to kiss you so bad sweet girl.”

“Oh fuck.. it’s late here, it must be so so late for you T. I’m sorry.”

“I don’t care, I missed your face. Wanted to hear your voice and definitely missed hearing you moan” he said giggling a little. You two talked for way too long after going back and forth gushing over the other, missing each other tremendously.

Nights continued like this, early evening for you, late for him, you stayed glued to your phones talking. Whenever you could you’d sneak a cheeky photo to send. You wanted to make sure he didn’t forget about you and he sure as hell wasn’t going to regardless. Trent practically drooled at his phone at the provocative photos and videos you sent to keep him attached. In the wake of the sexts and phone calls, you two were simultaneously falling more and more for each other, learning little things about everything. This wasn’t some athlete you met and slept with anymore, this was your Trent.

You two were completely attached to the other and yet, no one really knew about your closely intertwined relationship. You both were quiet, reserved, respectful of one another not wanting to push boundaries bringing other people in. You liked being his and you didn’t want to do anything to risk that so you kept your relationship with Trent to yourself. Trent took care of you. He called when he said he would, he texted with you as much as he could, he sent you gifts and flowers often, you were definitely together, neither of you had any interest in seeing anyone else but being far apart made asking or putting a label on things a little awkward.

It was late again. You two lost in each other's eyes talking about how much you missed being together.

“It's a long flight tomorrow, I can just sleep on the plane, baby. I’ll wanna stay up with you.” Trent said, yawning a little.

“T, go to sleep, please.” You cooed trying to get him to go to bed after talking with you for hours.

“Just keep talking to me, I want to hear your voice. I like it. If I fall asleep, I fall asleep.” You giggled a little at how cute he was but you decided to tease a little.

“Erm, no… If I’m talking I’d like it if you were actually listening!” You poked back at the sleepy boy on your screen.

“I am listening! I’m always listening to you, beautiful.” He tried to rectify something he didn’t really need to, you were kidding, but he was so tired he didn’t catch on. “Just wish you were here in my arms.” He cooed eyes half closed snuggling further into his bed imagining your warm skin on his, your scent, the feeling of the skimpy silk pajamas you were currently wearing.

“Goodnight babyyy.” You sang trying to hang up to get him to sleep.

“Wait, wait , wait…” he perked up some. “Do you know how beautiful I think you are?” He tried to sweet talk you into staying on the phone.

“I do” you giggled. “I read it today in the note that came with the flowers… again.” You made fun of him. The same way you were adamant to keep Trent hooked with explicit photos, he was sending you everything from flowers to luxury gifts to your morning Starbucks. His persistence had filled your apartment with little reminders of him. Deliveries appearing at an unbelievable cadence. Neither of you needed to do anything to maintain the other’s interest or hold fascination but it was a fun way to connect when you were far apart.

“I think you’re beautiful too but you're also awfully tired T so..” you kissed towards him on the screen exaggerating a ‘mwah’ sound “ goodnight baby.”

“Goodnight baby” he cooed “I l-lo..I’ll, yeah I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” He hung up letting out a sigh of frustration. This wasn’t the first time Trent felt himself almost slip. Just like the night before he flew home from New York, Trent knew exactly how he felt about you but was terrified and the distance was not helping or giving him a good way to tell you. He was flying out of England tomorrow for preseason meaning your time apart was coming slowly but surely to an end. In lieu of that he needed to find a way to ask you to come and visit him officially now.

Weeks had passed when you were laying in your bed on a Friday night. You weren't big on nights out before but staying in consistently to talk with Trent or just cuddling up to your pillow missing him had become your new norm. Your friends had started to get a bit worried. They knew you were seeing someone, it was obvious, but they didn’t really have a lot of details as you tried to keep things hush. Although your emotional distance had them interested, they were more so curious if they should be genuinely concerned. Unannounced, your best friend came to your apartment to check in on you. The knock at your door caught you off guard. You slumped off your unmade bed, the blue light of the tv that was casting Sky Sports in hope of catching a glimpse at your Trent was the only thing illuminating the room.

“Ermmm… you okay? Where have you been, lady?” Your friend stepped past you into the apartment turning on a light.

“I’m here, just keeping to myself, don't know.” You shrugged. Your apartment was now filled with flowers and gifts from him.

“So this man…” she paused until you looked at her.

“What man?” You tried to play dumb poorly.

“You’re just buying yourself all these flowers now?”

“No, no. It’s... ” you started to laugh. It was funny. You weren’t sure what had gotten into you. You just missed Trent and it resulted in you hiding out a little. You both jumped when the phone on your apartment wall rang from the front desk downstairs telling you a delivery was coming up. The irony of a gift arriving from Trent right now was just icing on the cake for your friend giving her the perfect opportunity to pry.

Two packages and another bouquet came. You smiled at how sweet he was, you didn’t particularly care what was even in the boxes, he was always thinking of you and that’s what mattered but your friend was eager to know what was sent.

“Go on! I need to know” she just about yelled. You both sat on your carpet cross legged after you put the new flowers on the table. You opened the first box which contained another box but a black one with a white camellia flower you recognized. You pulled it out slowly, smugly just awaiting your friend's response.

“What the fuck!” She was actually yelling now.

“Stop! Let me open it” you laughed.

“What the fuck is happening! Who is sending you Chanel? Did you order from like a DH Gate site?” Still yelling with a ridiculous smile. She knew you would never do that and this was obviously a gift, from the man she knew nothing about, but she was just giving you a hard time as she normally did.

You opened the box and undid the tissue paper painfully slow for her, picking up a dust bag before removing a silver metallic Chanel 22 handbag. Your friend audibly gasped as your hand grazed over the shiny calfskin. Neither of you were strangers to designer items, shopping being a favorite hobby of yours but again… to receive this from a man was different. A card was sat in the box and she grabbed it quickly before you could even try.

‘Swear days are getting longer but the wait is getting shorter. See you so soon, baby xx T’

“T! T! Whose T?!?” She gently pushed at you.

“Okay, okay… he’s my… I don’t know what he is exactly, he’s just mine I guess.” You said honestly.

“Yours? Is this like a sugar baby thing?” You just laughed at her audacious question.

“Sort of…” her face dropped immediately. “I’m kidding!!! Obviously not, he just does well for himself I guess.” You were giving her nothing but crumbs.

“Well, what’s he do?” She said almost salivating at the bag now in her hands.

“Can I just open my other package in peace please?” You said ignoring her eagerness.

“Yeah! Please” she motioned toward the next box. “Then you’ll tell me more...”

“Sure” you said not really anticipating having to share too much. When you opened the package you were surprised to find a blank white box inside so you opened it a bit more hesitantly not sure what he had sent, praying it was nothing overtly sexual you’d have to explain. When you got it open there was just a familiar red jersey.

“Huh?” Your friend cut in. You pulled the shirt out of the box revealing the front to you and inadvertently showing her Trent’s double barrelled last name plastered on the back.

“Alexander-Arnold? So he knows you have a crush on someone else... good.” She joked. Most everyone close to you knew you had a little crush on him but it was superficial at best. Another note that had been tucked into the package fell as the shirt unfolded when you picked it up.

‘Flights booked. Meet me at Anfield, beautiful. Can’t wait to see you there. xx TAA #66”

He teased you signing it like he would an autograph, it was cute, funny, and ultimately a little sexy. You were caught in a daze. You held the little card flat enough for her to be able to make out what was written

“WHAT THE FUCK!” Your friend screamed snatching the note for closer inspection.

“Oh fuck..” you snapped bank to your reality. “Yeah, well.. I’ve been…”

“Fucking a soccer player!?” The word ‘soccer’ made you cringe but also laugh.

“We’ve just been talking!” You completely downplayed your situation.

“Did you DM him? How did this happen?” Your friend needed more information immediately and to be fair you hadn’t really gotten the opportunity to squeal about this all with anyone yet so you divulged.

“No, no we met here actually, I stayed with him for like a week at his hotel and… I don’t know, we really hit it off, I really like him. I think he likes me. I don’t feel like myself without him now. I guess that’s why I’ve been hiding out.”

“Yeah I would hide out too if a man that looked like that was on the other end of the phone, sending me Chanel.”

“It’s not a bad situation!” You joked. “I mean I miss him so much, it makes me sick but..”

“But? But he’s flying you out to see him!” Your friend was amazing at always seeing the positives.

“You’re right…” you paused when your phone vibrated, glancing down at it to see an unrelated text from Trent.

“Is that him? Oh my fucking god. This is wild.” She leaned over trying to see your phone. “ ‘Wah, no guys are into me’ … ‘I’m just not the type of look guys want’ …you're ridiculous, you know that?” She mocked things you had said recently complaining about men.

“Yeah, it’s him.” You said with a childish giddy grin on your face.

“Of course you pull a fucking famous athlete… only you.” She teased some more. You were objectively attractive, always turning heads but your confidence wasn’t great so when men paid attention often your confusion always made your friends laugh.

“Let me see your phone.” She said grabbing at it, opening your camera roll.

“Wait! Wait!” You protested knowing there were some particularly spicy pictures from your time together and lately… your time apart.

“Oh my god, shut up! He’s so hot, holy fuck.” She said zooming in on a picture of you two in the mirror after a shower back in the hotel.

“Stop! Wait, you can’t just ravage through my photos. Give him some privacy!” You tried to reason with her.

“Tell him to stop sending you pics of his dick then!” She teased not actually tapping on any of the clearly more explicit images.

“No!” You laughed. “I like them, they’re for me.” You said not needing a photo to picture his naked body you had come to know well right this second.

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Thank you for continuing reading! I hope you enjoyed it. Please let me know what you think or if you have any thoughts/ questions! 🤍

Next part is up - Chapter 9

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No but like Colman Domingo wasn’t wrong when he said Sam Levinson “likes to smash expectations” cuz that was literally what he did all throughout S2 of Euphoria!

What most fans thought would happen:

1.) Cassie ended S1 basically saying “Fuck relationships. I don’t want that to be my main focus anymore” and we thought she would find her self-worth and stop seeking validation from men because of her daddy issues.

2.) Maddy would still be with Nate’s abusive ass and they’d be that evil toxic couple that ruins everyones lives like they did to poor Tyler.

3.) The Jules vs. Nate storyline would still be one of the main conflicts in the series.

4.) Nate would either die or go to jail.

5.) Kat and McKay’s storylines would progress further.

6.) Kat and Ethan (aka the best couple in S1) would have some kind of relationship drama, but would be able to bounce back from it.

7.) It would be revealed that Lexi has a crush on Rue and she’d either confess at some point and they’d get together or she’d find someone that treats her better than S1-Rue.

8.) Fez would either get killed by Mouse or continue to be a side character with like 3 minutes of screen time.

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What we got:

1.) Cassie seeking validation from NATE JACOBS OF ALL PEOPLE!

2.) It didn’t take 5 seasons for Maddy to learn that she can live without Nate.

3.) The Jules vs. Nate storyline was pretty much forgotten about except for like 4 very short scenes that showed Nate’s creepy ass was still thinking about Jules (don’t get me started on that “blink and you’ll miss it” flash of Jules while Nate and Cassie were fucking 😭)

4.) Nate’s bitch ass is still alive, not in jail, and he got one of the happiest endings of the season 🙄

5.) Kat turned into a background character cuz Sam Levinson was mad that Barbie didn’t want to do whatever weird storyline he had written for her and McKay faded from existence.

6.) Kat and Ethan had relationship drama and certainly DID NOT bounce back from it 😭

7.) We still don’t know if Lexi had a crush on Rue, but she sure did find somebody to love…But absolutely NO ONE was expecting it to be FEZ!!!

8.) Fez was moved up to series regular status and had tons more scenes this season.

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I say all that to say, don’t be surprised if some important storyline from last season gets dropped or is only mentioned a few times in the next season. Cuz if it’s one thing Sam Levinson is gonna do, it’s build up a storyline only to let it go absolutely no where.

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TWO DOCTORS: Tenth Doctor

Pairing: Tenth Doctor x OC, Platonic!Donna x OC,

Warnings: Daleks, Davros, lots of unwarranted jealousy from both Rose and Vera. I left out the sad Donna bit at the end because its already so long and that bit is too sad for me to write (yet)

Summary: The last episode of Season 4, Journeys End rewrite but with Vera and a very jealous Rose

Word Count: 3.5K

Somehow, there were two Doctors. I’d missed the explanation for it, if there had been one at all. I wouldn’t have been surprised if there hadn’t been one. The situation seemed way too tense to stop and explain something that didn’t seem too important. I hope I wasn’t the only one that didn’t have a clue of what was going on. 

I hadn’t been in the universe. I hadn’t been in this time, and I had no clue how I had been brought here, but one second I was on a different planet, talking to someone about some random topic, just learning and exploring like I always did, and the next I was on the floor of a ship. 

Both Doctors were standing over at the side of the room. It was murky and horrid wherever we were. I didn’t know much. But I knew that the Daleks were back. They survived. Somehow they survived, and that was the main thing.

Everyone on Gallifrey had heard of Davros, even before the Time War began, and now, he stood above me, snarling down at me.

“Last of the Timelords, huh, Doctor?” Davros teases, looking up and over to him. 

The Doctor steps forward, as far as he could in his bubble, snarling over to Davros. “Don’t you touch her Davros, don’t you dare.”

The girl standing next to him had her eyebrows furrowed. I didn’t recognise her, and the Doctor had introduced me to every companion he’d met. She turned to the Doctor and spoke. “Doctor, who is she?”

“Ah. Yes.” He spoke, hesitant. “Vera, this is Rose Tyler, a… friend. Rose, this is Vera Rubato, my wife.”

Rose’s eyes went wide, turning to the Doctor with a facial expression that I could decipher as only disgust or jealousy. Maybe he had had a thing with her before he met me. I wasn’t fussed, but it was a little confusing. Why hadn’t I met her? Why hadn’t he even mentioned her before?

Either way, I was his wife. She wasn’t.

Davros spoke again, drawing our attention away from each other. “Stand up, Miss Rubato.”

I did what he told me to, since I wasn’t in the mood to regenerate, but as soon as I did, a barrier zoomed around me, similar to what both Doctor’s were held in, locking us in. “Will someone tell me what the hell is going on, please?”

“God, shut up, there are more important things.” 

The Doctor, my Doctor, holds a hand out, as if he was stopping Rose from pushing her way out of the invisible prison and starting a fist fight with me. “Rose, not right now.”

I watched as she crossed her arms over her chest and grumbled. There was a slight smile on my face, which he definitely noticed. 

Davros drove forward, facing the Doctor, a wicked grin on his wrinkled face. “Two girls. Two Doctors. What do I do with this?”

And then, just as I was about to butt in and ruin Davros’ monologue, the Tardis doors swing open. Finally, someone I knew, someone I could trust storms out.

“I’ve got you Doctor! Don’t worry!” And Donna Noble reaches down and picks up the gun on the floor. I hadn’t even noticed it was there, too busy with the rest of the surroundings. Chances were, it was the most important thing here, and could save everything. Or at least save what was at risk. I still hadn’t gotten an explanation. 

But she wasn’t fast enough. 

Davros spun and zapped Donna, throwing her to the side of the room, behind machinery that looked important. There was nothing anyone could do. Both the Doctor and I would have been running towards her, and I could hear him shouting beside me, but she wasn’t getting up. She was out cold. 

Not even Timelords can survive Daleks, let alone humans. I didn’t want to think about that. I didn’t want to think about that at all. We had no choice but to continue. The Doctor was angrier than he was before, which I didn’t think possible. I could hear him shout at Davros, words and insults I wanted to say but didn’t have the energy. 

“That’s it!” Davros cried, a gleeful grin with such a wicked undertone painted on his face, looking at the Doctor with a horrid awe. “Show your companions who you really are. The wrath of the timelord!” 

“Doctor.” Rose’s murmur was quiet. I wasn’t even talking.

“Watch, faithful companions, as the man you thought was honourable and honest, and kind to everyone he meets, watch as he becomes the very thing he swears not to be. A killer. A murderer. The murderer of the timelords. This is who he really is and as much as he can try to hide it, this is who he is, and who he will always be.” Davros monologues, snarling at the Doctor whose facial expression was worse than anger, worse than hatred or loathing. 

I knew what this did to him. I knew how these words affected him and how much remorse he felt for what he had done in the past. I knew he regretted what he did to Gallifrey, and so did Davros, but this time, he was using it against the Doctor. An action that made my heart burn with a similar anger. 

“Doctor, don’t listen to him.” I whispered across, hoping he could hear me over all the noise in his mind. All the voices that were yelling insecurities at him. But it was like he couldn’t hear me. Like all the noise was too much or that he was so angry at Davros - rightfully so - that he wasn’t in tune with the world, blinded by the white hot anger that Davros had plagued him with.

No longer was I concentrating on Donna, or the other Doctor, or the fact that Rose somehow thought she had a right to my Doctor over me. Or even Martha, and the few other people, Jack, and more I didn’t recognise. All I wanted to do was help him. Break out of this god-forsaken prison and help him. 

But maybe he was the only one that could save us; because Donna was alive.

I could see her from the corner of my eye, stepping up from behind the large machine, using the metal to pull her up. The frown left my sight at my friend, who I could tell had changed. Something was different: I didn’t know what, but something had changed, and that something might just be the thing we needed to save her. The frown left my lips, replaced by a smirk that I failed to hold back. Davros noticed, though.

“What?” He asked, driving away from the attention of the Doctor and back in front of me, as close as he could get with me trapped in the prison.

I smiled, shrugging and crossing my arms across my chest, spotting the Doctor’s frown from my peripheral vision. “Nothing.”

It was evident I’d struck a nerve by not explaining my sudden change in expression, but then again, that was the point. I watched as Davros drove away from us. I had also made the Doctor, both Doctor’s, mad for provoking Davros, but I had a plan.

It wasn’t a very good plan at the moment, but it was something.

“Enough!” Davros shouted, driving further and sitting in front of an unnamed Dalek that didn’t even have a shell anymore. I didn’t want to think about how he had gotten into that state. “The plan will come into place, there is nothing stopping them and now that I have you all captured, I have no need for you to all be alive.”

“You brought us all here just to kill us?” Rose shouts.

“Kill them!” Davros orders, ignoring Rose and pointing in our direction.

The grin on my lips only grew asI settled on my left hip and arms crossed as the rest of the panicked. As the Daleks were about to drive over to us to kill us, I looked over at Donna who smiled and winked at me. 

“Dalek control? Hacked.” She grinned, flicking a switch in the machine. 

Immediately, the Daleks started spinning around in circles, unable to control themselves and where they went. Everyone, including both Doctor’s, started laughing at the sight.

Donna flicks yet another switch. “Prison barriers down!”

And the blue barriers surrounding us fall, letting us out. Donna lets out a shout as we start running towards her. 

“Donna!” The Doctor shouts, still grinning and laughing. “But you can’t even change a plug?”

“That was a two-way metacrisis; half human, half Timelord!” She grins, and even I can spot that little bit of the Doctor in her, especially as her eyes frantically move and dart about in a way that is so the Doctor. “But I got the best part of him. I got his mind.”

I smirked, looking over to my Doctor. “Best part? You sure?”

The Doctor’s face dropped, enjoying the comment but not wanting to show it, a half smirk on his lips and that subtly flirtatious look in his eyes that I hoped no one else could see. 

Rose butted in between us, pushing me away from him. “Anyway… We’ve still got things to do. We’ve got 27 in the wrong place and the wrong time, we have to get them home.”

Donna clicked her fingers at Rose. “Yes! Come on then you skinny boys in suits, we’ve got planets to relocate!”

Both Doctor’s leaped around to the machine, immediately laughing and flicking switches all in time with each other. I watch them all, not noticing what anyone else behind me is doing, but rather focusing on the Doctor. My Doctor. Who was Rose? How did she know the Doctor and why was she so insistent on keeping us apart? I didn’t have time to talk to him about it, not now. I’d find out after this was all over, and I’d have a good talk to him about it. If Rose ever let us be alone again.

I turned to the monitors on the machine, watching as they showed each planet leaving and getting home in time with the switches being flicked. I watched as, without command, all the people I didn’t know, that were probably connected to Rose, started pushing Dalek’s into each other. They were all exploding as they did so. It was all so chaotic, but so long as everyone here and everyone on the 27 planets were safe, then it didn’t matter.

As all the Daleks were slowly being destroyed, I leaped towards the Tardis, opening it with the key I had latched around my neck and standing at the door. “Come on everyone! Get inside the Tardis!”

“Only a few more planets, Vera!” My Doctor shouts, smiling over to me from the machine, adoration in his eyes. “Go on everyone, follow Vera and get in the Tardis.”

People slowly piled in, and I didn’t think I’d ever seen this many people inside the Tardis at one moment before. Martha, Jack, Rose, someone called Mickey and Jackie. Even Sarah Jane, who my Doctor had told me about before. Soon enough, the Doctor spinted over to me, he entered the Tardis, resting his hand on my upper arm and looking down at me with a love I saw from no one else.

“You alright?”

I nodded, grinning. “Yeah, all good. Let’s get everyone home.”

He squeezed my arm one more time before running up to the console. “Vera, get Donna and… the other one. We need both of them in here before we can leave.”

I nodded, looking out the door, ready to call them both, but seeing Donna already stalking towards the Tardis. The other Doctor was still standing at the machine, staring intently at the monitor. Suddenly there was a low rumble and the whole ship shook, a loud explosion erupting from the floor and setting new rubble on fire, only creating more chaos. 

“What did you do!” I shouted over to him, looking up at him as ran over to the ship, stepping inside the Tardis and looking down at me. 

“I saved us.” He had such an innocent look on his face, as if he hadn’t done anything wrong.

“You committed genocide!”

“Against the Daleks, Vera.” He negotiated, completely believing his own words as if they weren’t defending behaviour that my Doctor would never dare to think about doing, not again. “Against the species that ruined our planet and took our people, our families and homes away!”

“They were still living.” I scolded, watching as his face fell. “And now, what makes you any better than them? Go on, get inside.”

He walked into the main room of the Tardis where everyone else stands at the console. I close the Tardis doors and follow him, looking up at my Doctor, catching eyes with him, looking confused but sympathetic. He then turned to everyone else.

“Right! One more planet to go, and I’m going to need everybodies help.”

I stepped out of the Tardis onto a beach. Donna stepped out behind me, but after the metacrisis she probably knew where this was and why it was important. I didn’t.

My Doctor and the other Doctor stood on the sand, Rose too, turning around as she realised where they were. Of course it had something to do with her. I watched as they spoke, unable to hear them. I knew it was probably for the best but my curiosity got the better of me. I stalked forward a little, edging further from the Tardis and closer to these three people. 

“He committed genocide. He’s too dangerous.” My Doctor spoke, standing tall in front of Rose, a melancholy look on his face. “He has to stay here.”

“And I do as well?” Rose asked, a look on her face that didn’t belong there. That shouldn’t have been there. 

“Yes. You have no place back home, and you have a life, here, now.” He explained. “We have no life together anymore, but he can.”

The other Doctor turned to Rose, taking her hand. “I’m part human, specifically the ageing part. I’ll grow old and eventually die. I could spend it with you, if you want.” 

“You’ll grow old with me?” Rose was conflicted, I could see it in her face. She turned to the other Doctor. He nods. She had that look in her eyes that I saw in the Doctor when he first met me. That confusion, but also love. She was in love with the Doctor. “I just have one question.” She turns to my Doctor, who still stands between me and Rose. “Who is she?”

And I make eye contact with her. She doesn’t know I can hear.

“Who is who?” The Doctor replies.

“Vera. Who is she?”

The Doctor shrugs, but I can’t see his expression so I can’t tell what he’s thinking. “She’s just Vera.”

Just Vera. We’re married but okay.

“Who is she to you?”

There was a small moment of silence before he spoke again. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking or what was going through his mind, and whatever he said now could either make my life or shatter me more than losing Gallifrey did. 

“She’s the love of my life.”

“You did exactly what you said you wouldn’t do.” Rose cries, her own heart broken by what he had answered with, whereas my hearts were flying. “You replaced me. You said you never would-”

He shook his head. “She’s a Timelord, Rose. The one thing I have left of my planet.”

“I crossed parallel universes for you, Doctor.” 

“She’s Timelord. I can have a real life with her, I can grow old and die with her. I can’t do that with you.” My doctor tells her, looking over to the other Doctor who steps forward and takes Rose’s hand in his. 

Donna lifts her chin next to me. “Doctor, we haven’t got long.”

The Doctor nods and turns back around to Rose. “The gap is closing up again. I won’t ever see you again, Rose. I’m sorry.”

Rose stayed silent. As much as I didn’t like it, there was no denying her and the Doctor had a history, and I could almost feel how he was feeling. Her staying silent must have killed him inside. Even more was left unsaid as I watched the Doctor turn around, starting to walk away from Rose and towards me. 

I could see the other Doctor holding onto her hand tightly, and I could just about see a tear fall from where I stood. My doctor reached me, and I looked up at him, finding his eyes and finally being able to decipher how he felt. 

“Get inside the Tardis, I just want to talk to her.”

“We don’t have much time.”

“I won’t be long.” I promise, reaching a hand up and cupping his jaw. “Don’t leave without me.”

He nods and walks away off to the Tardis, Donna following shortly behind him. I make my way over to Rose, stalking across the sand that I can also feel in my shoes. Her eyebrows furrow at the sight of me, but I just smile slightly. I have no reason to hate her and there is no way I blame her at all for being in love with the Doctor. 

“Hi.” I greet, sending her a small smile.

“Hi.”

“I want you to know this isn’t your or his fault. If it’s anyone’s fault then it’s mine because I found him again, but that’s not the point.” I start to laugh at myself slightly, watching as Rose tries to figure out my point. “I don’t have long, but I genuinely believe that if he could, he would spend his life with you, but he can’t. And if he could, then he would eventually have to lose you again, which I don’t think he could handle.”

Rose looks over to the Tardis doors, now closed. “He’s losing me now, he might as well lose me later.”

“He likes to get things over and done with.”

“And how do you know that?”

“Because he’s my husband.” I shrug, looking her in the eye, though she refuses to meet mine. “And I know him, more than you ever could.”

“You-”

But I interrupted, knowing that she would end up shouting at me, which we didn’t have time for. “Listen, I didn’t mean that in a bad way. Only two Timelords can have the connection that the Doctor and I have. It’s not that he wouldn’t have that connection with you, it’s that he physically can’t. Just treasure the Doctor that you have, because he’s the best one for you.”

“I have my Doctor, and you have yours.” Rose speaks, finally looking up. 

“Yeah.” I smile. “Listen, I’ve gotta go, but I hope you have a good life with your Doctor.”

Rose nods, reaching out a hand. “And you have a good life with yours.” And with that, I take her hand, shaking it. I wasn’t going to hug her, and part of me still felt like she hated me, but a handshake would do. At least she wouldn’t be angry at my Doctor anymore, that was my goal.

I turned, and made my way to the Tardis, leaving Rose and the other Doctor behind. It was murky in the Tardis as I closed the door behind me, but even more melancholy from the Doctor, my Doctor. I couldn’t see him straight away, but as I got further into the Tardis console room, I saw him on the far side of the console, hands pressed against the cold metal. 

“I’m sorry.” Was all he said.

“For what?” I asked, making my way to him and hopping onto the console, leaning into him.

He only shrugged. “I should have told you about her.”

“Don’t worry about it.” I told him, resting my head on his shoulder and waiting for a reply. After he doesn’t say anything, I lifted my head and pulled his chin up to look at me. “Want to talk?”

He shook his head. I didn’t know how else to help, so I shuffled my way in front of him and where he stood and pulled him into a hug. He probably didn’t know how much he needed it but he figured it out when he got the hug, because he had a tight grip around my waist and his head buried into my neck. 

Donna walked back into the main room to see the heartfelt hug, and nodded knowingly. I pulled a thankful face as she left again, leaving the Doctor and I alone once more. 

We still had Donna to deal with, because she physically wasn’t possible. More of an anomaly than the Doctor could ever be, and she would be able to handle it. But that could wait. We still had a few hours until it really kicked in. Until then, I had to make sure the Doctor was alright.

[reeeallygood]

911 Lone Star Rewatch: 1x07

Oh my god, she's alive! I'm still horribly behind. But I'm home sick today and taking it as an opportunity to catch up.

Okay, Bum Steer. Let's get into it!

The bull call is very fun and definitely very funny. But honestly, if I was really in that car lot and there wasn't the funky music playing that situation would be absolutely horrifyingggg. Like that one shot of the woman holding her leg and screaming. No thank you.

There's really something about firefighters carrying axes. It feels so right.

(how tall is Jim Parrack) (6'4"! I thought he was taller than that honestly)

"We have a... bull... in a car..."

Firefighters are the real MVPs man. Like showing up to help with animals in distress, people in distress, walking into literal fires.

I feel like you could write an entire thesis about the instances in the field--or just in professional settings in general--when TK calls his dad 'dad' versus when he calls him 'cap'/'captain'.

I've really never taken time to appreciate the country cover of Eye of the Tiger that they use in Owen's CPAT training scene.

Do we know if TK went to college? I can't remember if it's ever been discussed before. Because Owen did, right? But I don't know if TK did. Because he was pretty young when he was in the throws of his addiction, and he was actively working at the time.... Someone let me know if they have insight on this.

I think Paul's feelings in that kitchen scene talking about Owen not being transparent about his cancer and what is going to happen with Billy is sooo valid. "The good ol' boys club"

Is the first episode that we see Michelle go to the homeless encampment under the bridge? It really takes them a while to get to this part of the story. I guess they do introduce her volunteering program earlier than that. But it's weird that they don't set anything up about this encampment until episode seven.

As an aside, aren't insulin pens supposed to be refrigerated?

My friend sad-eyes, who I'm giving a vague nickname, and who certainly has nothing to do with your missing presumed dead sister. Sad-eyes is over there in that tent that is differently colored than all the other tents.

"That blue truck your sister got into" Not Carlos calling his best-friend, /and wife/, Michelle's 'sister' rather than her name. LOLLLL. So honestly the Iris plot hole doesn't bother me like at all. I mostly find it funny. But rewatching this season... like with just a few changes in their dialogue choices and I think they could have gotten away with it. Like have Carlos seem more upset/invested and have him call her by her name more often. And yeah sure, I can buy it.

You know what.... now that I'm thinking about it. So they claim to have planned Iris and Carlos being secretly married "from the beginning", which there is literally zero chance. But what is the likelihood that what they actually planned was Michelle and Carlos being married.... And when Liv Tyler left they abandoned that storyline idea and then circled back to it for season 4 to bring back Iris (and add drama). Hmm. Obviously there is a much bigger age gap between Michelle and Carlos. But it feels way more believable, given how close they were.

We get a lot of scenes of Judd and Grace getting into bed or it being first thing in the morning. It feels like a vast majority of their scenes they are in their PJs.

Look at TK doing all this paramedic stuff! We love a dual-certified king.

"Oh my god, I beat an epileptic" "With a two-by-four"

I love Detective Washington. *cough cough* And she would be a great co-worker for Carlos *cough cough*. But seriously, Detective Reyes when? I know there is a large possibility of them going the Texas ranger route with Carlos. But I would love for him to have something that is separate from his Dad's whole thing.

(I love that Judd does that two finger point with his pointer finger and his pinky. I've been watching a lot of sopranos recently, and Tony Soprano does that. So it makes it feel like Judd stands on business)

"Your son seems to have his head on his shoulders. At least now. I heard he had a little trouble back in New York." LOW BLOW CHARLIE SWAN.

I gasped when the lightening struck, despite knowing it was going to happen.

Also, Owen carrying Billy in and then saying "someone call 911!" always annoys me. Cuz aren't you supposed to specify exactly who should call 911?? Like isn't that what you are taught to do. Because when just say 'someone' everyone assumes someone else is doing it.

"Yeah I know he still in there, TK, cuz he ain't come out yet!" Easily in the top 5 best lines of the season.

wow 10/10! And the end of the season 1 arc with everyone's favorite weasel, Billy. Season 1 is quickly wrapping up!

Previous episode thoughts

[daenysthedreamer101]

TVD Thoughts - Season 2

Ep (1-4)

1. Ok so. Miss Caroline is a vampire... Ok but seeing her all alone in the hospital struggling with her transition.. Like I felt bad for my girl,she had no idea what was going on.😫😫

2. Katherine is kind of a bitch.. Well no, she is a bitch. And I'm kind of scared by her lol. Idk she makes me feel uneasy. And I still struggle to catch when she's pretending to be Elena.

She ate this scene up ngl.

3. Tyler is definitely a werewolf. It's just a matter of time when he transforms for the first time. I wanna know what that ugly looking moonstone does. I feel it's gonna be important later.

4. Why is everyone low-key hating on Caroline and nobody believes she will survive long as a vampire? Like pls have some trust in my girl😭😭 also her and Matt broke up and that is honestly just sad to me. They were really cute together. Also Katherine is using Caroline to go against Elena and Stefan.. Like ughh, Caroline cannot catch a break! 💀💀

Ughh this just broke me! 😟😟Stefan comforting Caroline and trying his best to help her... I see you Mr Stefan! 👏👏