#my third favourite is SAM my best friend Sam

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my favourite thing about tmagp so far is the little dedications at the beginning bc it's funny to hear jonny sims' spooky voice say shit like 'this episode is dedicated to Gina McSweetie, I wuv u babykins ur my little gumdrop darling enjoy this very brutal horror story 💗' my second favourite thing is that one of the primary antagonists is mr blobby fucking apparently.

#my third favourite is SAM my best friend Sam #love that the yanks are learning abt mr blobby from this #tmagp #tmagp spoilers #the magnus protocol #the magnus archives #jonathan sims #mr bonzo #mr blobby

[whimsyfinny]

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: Charlie discovers the Winchester boys to be struggling with keeping the bunker tidy, looking after themselves and being able to do their job simultaneously. Luckily she has a friend who’s from a Hunter family that is in need of work and can help them with research. Or so she thought that’s what her job would be. When Dean sees your more domesticated side, his head won’t stop swimming with all the wrong ideas.

Slow burn, enemies to lovers, smut

Warnings: stalker/ unsuccessful kidnap, violence, depictions of blood and assault (let me know if I should add more)

Chapter Word Count: 2318

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A/N: Sooooo I’m sorry it’s not spicy like I said it would be… But I absolutely promise the next one will be! Chapters 5 and 6 were supposed to be just one chapter but it got too long so I had to split it… And again please let me know of any errors because this is only proof read by myself.

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Please Read the Below First:

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

I’m Not You’re F*cking Maid

Chapter 5

After thorough interviewing of the staff and regular patrons; long searches through copious auction records and meticulous studying of the items in the shop we narrowed our search down to one item: an old jade hairpin. The hairpin belonged to a young lady who was given the gift as a wedding present, however when she found out on her wedding night that her new husband was having an affair, she stabbed him to death with it before jumping to her own demise from their third floor balcony. That was just over a century ago, and she was still wreaking havoc on unfaithful men to this day.

“I mean I get where she’s coming from,” I shrugged as we walked back to the motel. Both brothers turned to look at me with concern smeared over their features. “OBVIOUSLY I don’t agree with all the murder,” they breathed a sigh of relief, “but you can’t hate her for being mad. I would be too.”

“Remind me never to get on your bad side,” Dean said, raising his eyebrows a little and holding his hands up. I gave him a look of bewilderment.

“What side do you think you’re on, Dean? Because this,” I gestured between us, “isn’t my good side.” He mumbled something incoherent as we got to the motel so I chose to ignore him completely.

“So what’s the plan? It’s getting late and we can’t really do anything now until that charity event taking place at the auction house tomorrow. We’re already pretty clued up on how to get rid of ghosts so there’s really not much to do except to get both your names on that guest list,” Sam patted his laptop, looking at both of us.

“Food?” Dean and I said at the same time.

“Food sounds good,” Sam nodded. The boys turned around to leave when I stopped them.

“Just whilst we’re still at the motel, I’m just going to freshen up real quick.”

Dean rolled his eyes, “really?” I flipped him the bird.

“I can just meet you there? There’s like only one diner in this town and I know the way. I won’t be long.” The brothers looked at each other for a few seconds before Sam looked at me and smiled.

“Sure ok, we’ll get a seat in the window so we can see you coming.”

“Great! I’ll see you soon,” I grinned at the younger Winchester before turning away and letting myself into my room.

I had the worlds quickest shower and threw on some clean underwear and a clean top, feeling better after getting the grime from the day off. I pulled on my jeans, socks and boots, applied a small amount of eyeliner and mascara and tidied my hair the best I could before slinging on my jacket and applying some perfume to my wrists and neck. It was one of my favourite scents: I’d bought it from some lingerie store a year or so ago and it’s apparently one of those aphrodisiac perfumes, however I have no idea if it even works or not. It’s probably a scam, nothing works that well in real life.

After I’d finished sorting myself out - which took no longer than half an hour - I grabbed my phone and keys and left the room, locking up before making my way towards the diner. Night had descended, the air turning cold against my warm skin and the usually busy streets now lay deserted and car-free. It was only about a five minute walk or so from the motel and I was now only about a minute away when I noticed that I wasn’t alone. I’d caught a glimpse of a figure dressed from head to toe in black in the reflection of several shop windows, and they were following my exact trail. I sped up, walking faster down the empty main road and hoping it was all a coincidence as worst case scenarios started to race through my mind. It wasn’t long until the diner was in sight and I breathed a sigh of relief, however the relief was short lived when those footsteps were getting closer and closer, quicker and quicker right behind me. It dawned on me that this wasn’t a coincidence at all - I was definitely being stalked. I started to run, my legs moving before my brain had kicked into gear and I was only inches from the front door when the stranger caught up, slamming me against the wall of the building and putting a knife to my throat, covering my mouth with a gloved hand.

“Don’t make a fucking noise - you’re coming with me,” he said aggressively yet quietly. I could feel the blade of the knife pressing against the soft skin of my neck and I couldn’t help but feel tears well in my eyes, my breath turning shaky as my heart hammered in my chest. I couldn’t even get any words out as his hand was too tight over my lips.

I wanted to cry out for help so badly it hurt.

I squeezed my eyes shut, wishing that this was all a bad dream. My cheek was pushed into the rough brick which grazed my skin, and I silently prayed for my attacker to just let me go or for some hero to come and save me. At that very moment I heard the door to the diner and my eyes shot open, instantly connecting with Deans. I watched as surprise turned to horror which then turned to pure feral rage on his face and before I even had a chance to blink he was gone from my line of sight - but so was the pressure keeping me pinned against the wall. I spun around and I watched Dean throw the stalker to the floor with more force that I thought he could muster and tower over him. Dean didn’t say a word, but the stranger let out a sharp cry of pain as Dean instantly brought his boot down on his ribs. There was a CRACK. He did it again.

And again.

And again.

And then he got down and pinned my attacker flush against the tarmac before he brought a closed fist down on his face over and over and over again, cracking his jaw and breaking his nose. Dean didn’t stop until the man was totally unrecognisable and unresponsive. Standing up off of his limp body, he looked over to me, his furious, almost animalistic stare softening instantly, even through all the blood that now painted his face. He took one step towards me before my feet worked on their own and carried me straight to him. I put my arms out to reach for him and he grabbed my hands and pulled me into his chest with zero hesitation, his arms circling me and his blood-soaked palms gently stroking my hair. I sobbed. I sobbed from the fear I felt, I sobbed for feeling like such a victim and I sobbed for the relief I now felt flooding my veins as Dean held me, not saying a word. Listening to his heartbeat with my ear to his chest, I felt so safe and secure that it made me want to sob even more.

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Dean ended up taking me straight back to my room - he called Sam to tell him what had happened as he wasn’t going to be returning to the diner. I had my second shower of the day as soon as we returned, wanting to scrub everywhere that horrible man had touched. Whilst I was washing, Dean had headed back to his own room to shower off the layer of blood coating his skin. After I was satisfactorily clean, I dried myself and dressed in that old T-shirt I wore the night before, pulling on some fresh underwear and perching on the end of the bed. I picked up the remote and started mindlessly flicking through channels, hoping to find something to distract my racing brain.

I’d been sitting in the same position for around ten minutes when there was a gentle knock on the door. I held my breath as I got up and walked over, looking through the peephole. It was Dean. I released that breath as I opened the door and let him in. He’d changed from his usual gruff attire to something way more comfortable - a plain white T-shirt and a pair of plaid pyjama bottoms. He smiled at me. A kind smile, nothing like those teasing and sly ones we’d been throwing at each other since yesterday. This one was genuine, and it made my chest feel warm. He locked the door behind him as I padded back over to the bed and climbed on it, sitting right in the centre with my legs crossed. I pulled the T-shirt down to cover my dignity as Dean placed a carrier bag in front of me. I peeked inside. It was full to the brim of all different types of snacks and I grinned up at him.

“You sure do know how to treat a girl, Winchester.”

He let out a soft laugh and looked down at the floor before taking residence beside me.

“You’re the first one who thinks so”.

“Oh yeah?”

“There’s a long line of women who definitely think otherwise,” he smiled a slightly sad smile. We both paused before I continued.

“Well if it means anything, what you did for me today, I-” he held a hand up to stop me as he saw the look of fear flit across my features again, the horrid memory bubbling to the surface.

“It was the least I could do,” he said softly before his brows furrowed, “but to be honest I should never have let you out of my sight.” The almost protective tone of his voice made my heart flutter a little, but It was my turn to reassure him as I placed my hand on his shoulder delicately.

“Dean, none of us knew that would happen. I know you wouldn’t have left me alone if you genuinely thought I was in danger - after all, you DID promise to keep me safe from my own shadow,” I flashed him a grin which he quickly returned, chuckling. We sat for a few moments in a strangely comfortable silence before there was another knock at the door. I went to get up to answer it but Dean beat me to it, swinging it open to show a very concerned Sam stood in the doorway. He looked at me with those big ever-worried eyes and I shot him my best ‘please don’t worry’ grin.

“I’m fine, Sam” I called out to him as I tried to listen in on the hushed words Dean was speaking. They conversed for a while, occasionally throwing glances at me as I rustled around in the bag of goodies Dean had supplied. Growing bored of not being involved with their conversation, I scooted back on the bed to lean back on the headboard and proceeded to flick through dozens of channels until I found something decent to watch. A few more minutes had passed and I’d munched my way through almost half a bag of Doritos when I heard the door close and it was just me and Dean again. He had a paper bag that Sam must’ve passed him, which he held up and pointed to.

“The blood stains came out of my clothes, although Sam said the people in the laundromat were giving him strange looks,” he laughed slightly, those striking eyes of his looking down into mine as he took a few steps closer. I laughed slightly, only imagining Sam’s awkwardness in that situation. I broke my gaze away from Dean for a few seconds, looking down at my hands before looking back up. I could tell he was hovering now, just waiting for me to say something.

“Dean I’m fine, you don’t have to stay.”

“Are you sure? I don’t mind staying for a bit longer if you need me to” his hand ran over the stubble on his chin, his eyes not leaving me.

“Really, I’m ok. I’m probably just going to sit here and watch whatever this is-”

“It’s obviously Men in Black,” Dean scoffed. I smiled, finding comfort in the familiar snarky remark.

“Obviously - I don’t live under a rock Dean,” I rolled my eyes as I stood up, placing my hands on his chest. He was so warm to the touch that it was almost enticing me not to let go. The gentle thrum of his heartbeat was so soothing. But I did let go, and I spun him around to start ushering him to the door. As he was leaving, I grabbed my half eaten bag of chips and started munching again. He opened the door, stepping outside.

“Go back to your room Dean. I promise I’m ok. I don’t want you both hovering over me constantly making sure I’m fine; that will just make me feel worse,” I said as he spun to face me, nodding his head.

“Back to normal. Got it.”

“Great,” I said, sucking the tangy chip dust from my thumb. Dean suddenly reached out and snatched the half-eaten bag from my hand before quickly walking away.

“I’ll see you in the morning!” He shouted back at me before shovelling food into his mouth.

“You ass! I was eating those!” He shrugged in an overly animated fashion, not bothering to turn and look at me as he continued towards his room. I sighed, closing the door and locking it, sliding the chain across this time too. I padded back towards the bed and climbed in, pulling the covers up to my chin. As I started to drift off, the buzz of the movie still playing in the background, I smiled a little to myself:

Fucking Winchester.

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#dean x female!reader #dean winchester x you smut #dean winchester x reader smut #dean x y/n #dean winchester x you #dean winchester x reader #dean x you #dean x reader #dean winchester smut #dean winchester #dean winchester enemies to lovers #enemies to lovers #eventual smut #slow burn

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MARCH FIC RECS!

fics that i’ve been reading and obsessing with over the month of march

this is extremely important and i take this very seriously out of respect for the community. please do remember to read the rules for the respective blogs before interacting with or reading them.

F: fluff A: angst S: smut

𖥻 - series /multi part

masterlist

BUCKY BARNES

F + A: a date by @delaber you get asked out on a date. as your best friend, bucky should be happy for you, right?

F: gift for you by @sstan-hoe it's valentine's day and you have a special gift for bucky

F + A: ignite your bones by @sunriserose1023 you and bucky barnes did not get along, why then did he care for you so much?

F + A: lost and found by @dolcezzasfantasy 𖥻 you're arrested for disrupting the sacred timeline.

F + A: mr hollywood by @buckybabybaby 𖥻 bucky, you closest friend and teaching assistant, finally gets his big break and given the oppurtunity of pursuing his dreams. sadly, hollywood changes people and your friendship is on the rocks.

F + A: i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart) by @lunarbuck 𖥻 as a princess, it is your duty to pursure the best interests of your kingdom. even if it meant being arranged to men you cannot love, not when your heart belongs to another.

F + A: assured by dreams by @sergeantxrogers 𖥻 a knight should not ever fall in love with a princess, especially not one who he has been given the honour to protect.

F + A: i want to hold your hand by @thismustbefakeme 𖥻 if sam had to sit and watch you and bucky pine over each other for one more moment, he just might lose it.

A: don't say anything by @cumonbucky 𖥻 you're done hiding your feelings and ready to confess them to bucky. your heart is broken when you accidentally walk in on him and natasha.

F + A: perfectly, incandescently by @tikus-library you misinterpret a conversation bucky has with steve and same, leaving you disheartened and hurt.

F + A: fear of falling + taxi + reunited by @onceuponastory you're in love with bucky, a pilot working in the same airline as you. why did loving someone hurt this much?

F + A: the forever third wheels by @witchywithwhiskey with you and bucky being the only single ones in your friend group, the two of you were stuck being the forever third wheels. abandoned at the fair by your friends, you and bucky are left to yourselves.

F + A: bad match by @justreadingfics you finally relent to sharon's persisting and go on a date she's set you up with. the date ends up terrible and you're heartbroken after it.

F + A: accidentally by @pomelo-villano bucky overhears a conversation you have with you daughter and misinterprets your words, thinking you don't love him anymore.

F: little things by @sunshine-on-my-mind it's the little things bucky does that makes life worth living

F + A: warrior/worrier by @delaber bucky returns from a mission, broken and bruised beyond compare, seeking you out for comfort.

F + A: so this is love by @ofstarsandvibranium 𖥻 bucky's known for being kind of a slut but since becoming his roommate, you've accustomed to his conquests.

F + A: the sleepover by @littleredwolf thought you and have bucky have been together for a while, he has yet to spend the night at your place. he's an empty shell of a man that he once was and you're willing to show him the comfort he deserves.

S: see you both next shift + part 2 bucky grows jealous when he sees another customer flirting with you

F: drabble by @itzmich03 baby anthony and bucky argue about who is your favourite

F + A: 27 dresses by @beccaanne814 𖥻 you've been to numerous weddings, 27 to be exact, ranging from crazy to extravagent. when will you finally get to attend your own?

F + A: all this love by @onceuponastory john walker has some choice words to say about bucky and you'll not allow someone to disrespect your boyfriend like that

F + A: you fracture light again by @divine-mistake you have ruined bucky. for he will never love someone else as much as he does you.

F + S: a million summers by @intrepidacious bucky returns home from college and your dyanmic shifts

F: comfort hug by @lives-in-midgard a hug from bucky is enough for you to forget all your stress from the day

F: save me darling, for you are my salvation by @rxgerthatt as bucky learns to grow into the person he can be after the winter soldier, he meets you. you and all your cafe-owning glory.

F: it's been a long, long, time by @dolcezzasfantasy bucky returns the pym particles, rightfully staying in the century he belongs in.

F: two syllables by @coffee-with-bucky bucky's moved to tears when baby ben says his first words

F: happily ever after by @redhoodssweetheart as king, bucky rules with an iron fist. for you, he's different.

F + A: why can't i say that i'm in love? by @buckthegrump princesses don't belong with commoners, let alone the son of a baker

F + A: spilled wine by @sunmoonandeddie you 're nothing more than a woman who warms the king's bed, at least, that's what you felt like you were

F: valentine's day by @classylo it's valentine's day and you're hopelessly in love with bucky

F + A: listen to me, not just my words by @lilacletter stranded in the midst of a storm after a failed mission, you and bucky are left to seek shelter in a safe house. with your friendship already handing by a thread, tension arises.

F + A: drifting by @real-jane 𖥻 in a cabin in the middle of the snow, bucky hides from the demons from his past. he saves an injured woman and struggles to keep her alive while hiding who he is and was from her.

F: there is no right way by @mysecretlittlelibrary 𖥻 lily barnes is a matchmaker first and troublemaker second

F: come home by @sinner-as-saint after a tiring day at work, bucky comes home to his beautiful family

SAM WILSON

F + A: lover by @roger-that-cap sam wilson is a certified lover boy

AARON HOTCHNER

F: realizations by @writtenbysprout aaron wakes up in the middle of the night to you being gone from the bed. he goes and investigates and comes to a realisation that you are the only one for him.

F: tiebreaker by @persephonewritessometimes you teach aaron a card game you like to play and of course he wins first try.

#bucky barnes x reader #james bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #bucky x reader #bucky fic #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes series #marvel x reader #marvel fluff #sam wilson #sam wilson x reader #sam wilson fluff #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner #hotch fluff #hotch x reader #james barnes x reader #james barnes x you #claire’s fic recs

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the trio

This is like YHS was transported to hermitcraft! Quotes as you go.

It's midnight, I am so close to kicking my cat out of the room.

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A bit of Narrating? IDK

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Okay, so.. Current situation! Grian is gone..? No one knows where he is. But there are three young kids on the server! Maybe young.? They're like 16, we think. Either way, two of them have very heavy Japanese accents, the third has a mix of a british.? And the Japanese accent.? They keep whispering to each other in Japanese.. God if only Etho were here. 

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Okay! Update! They know english. And, we’ve learnt their names! Sam, Taurtis and Grian. Now, even though all three of them seem very cute, Grian is very secretive about his past so it can't all be that good.

Talking about Grian! He is so cute! He's got cute little white dove? Wings, overly fluffy brown hair and so many freckles! He’s like a little bundle of joy! (Why isn't he like this anymore?)

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To the fic!!!

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YHS!Sam: If you were my husband, I'd put poison in your drink.

YHS!Grian: If I was your husband, I'd drink it.

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Okay, lesson learnt. Don’t talk about relationships. 

The topic had come up between Pearl, Scar and Iskall. Unfortunately, Grian, Sam and Taurtis were nearby and started talking about it.

“Hey Sam, who do you think is most likely to get together from school?” Taurtis asked, skipping ahead of the two. “I dunno. Don’t think about that much.” Sam shrugged, looking towards Grian, “What about you Gree-on?”

“Not a clue. But I hope i dont get with either of you. I want a calm life in the future.” 

“Hey! I'm Calm!” Taurtis protested, gasping with fake offence.

Sam had stopped walking and was just standing on the path, a smile on his face, “You good Sam?” Grian asked, stopping to look at him.

He took a second, thinking about his words before talking, “Gree-on, if you were my husband, I’d put poison in your drink.” Taurtis was shocked. Not because of his words, no, no that was a normal thing for Sam to say. But because he had the guts to say it on hermitcraft, who all seemed to be very protective over Grian.

Grian, who walked over to Sam, his white wings twitching. He leaned in close to Sam’s ear before whispering, “If i was your husband.. I drink it.” Before he smiled and skipped over to Taurtis

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Scar: Life could be a lot worse Taurtis

Taurtis: Life could be a whole lot better too!

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Forced therapy, ah. Everyone's favourite thing.

Cub was currently sitting in a locked room, Taurtis sat opposite him. The teenager seemed.. Displeased. Their conversation had been going well, Cub had managed to get Taurtis to open up a bit.

“Just remember Taurtis. Life could be a whole lot worse.?” Okay, now that he thinks about it, maybe that is not the best use of words. This was obviously proven when Taurtis started yelling.

“IM SORRY? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME!?” Cub tried to speak, but was immediately cut off by Taurtis, “Did YOUR best friend stab you!? Do YOU live with a psychopath? Are YOU threatened with a knife almost EVERY day?”

“I-” 

“YEAH sure life could be worse. BUT IT COULD ALSO BE A WHOLE LOT BETTER!”

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There you go c:

ALSO! By the time this is read it's probably gonna be christmas eve c: that just makes me happy

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#grian #hermitcraft #pearlescentmoon #samgladiator yhs #avian grian #sleepy0s #gtws #goodtimeswithscar #iskall85 #cubfan135 #yhs taurtis #taurtis

[slonekaru]

I’m back with another question!! What were your top 5 moments in a BL.

It could be the moment you went from “I kinda like this show to I love this show so much” or like moments that made you swoon.

Wow this one is actually so much harder than favourite BL's of this year! (I also had to remind myself that it wasn't just sex scenes - bad brain)

Love in the Air - Riding (Episode 6)

So we are starting with a sex scene but lets face it that scene left me gobsmacked! Payu may have still been the Dom and in charge but he let Rain reward him for winning his race and take control.

The tongue lick, Rains dirty talk, Payu looking absolutely wrecked.

If I could get pregnant via watching TV, that moment Payu called Rain Naughty Boy, IN THAT VOICE, would have been it.

Then when Rain said he was riding, I was like, he's not, he's not, he is! OMG he did!!!

Cutie Pie - Marriage Talk (Episode 7)

The scene where they are in Lian's club and talking about marriage. I really liked the discussion in general. It's a popular discussion point in BL's now but I liked this one because it had one friend that took the role of 'why is it important you can still be together'. I thought it was important because friends sometimes say things like that without malicious intent they just don't think.

The other reason I love it was it was my intro to BounPrem. I heard people go on about them but had never watched a show with them in. As soon as I saw them I fell in love with their pairing. It was a revelation and I fell down the BounPrem rabbit hole.

I believe my thoughts were along the lines that Boun looked like a vampire (hilarious since I later found he wants to play one) and that Prem looked like he would be really good in bed (again - bad brain). I also like it because it has more PremBoun vibes rather than BounPrem.

Between Us - Boyfriend Talk (Episode 5)

This has been stuck in my head the last couple of weeks.

The fact Win leaves his bedroom door open for Team and that Team is comfortable enough to let himself in speaks to how their relationship is progressing.

But the part that got me was when Team asked Win not to see anyone else at that time. When Win doesn't reply, Team looks so heartbroken.

It must have taken great courage to ask for exclusivity when they are on such unsure footing.

Then the fact they both clearly want to date each other but aren't ready yet.

We Best Love: No 1 for You - Confess and Walk Away (Episode 5)

I love the We best Love series so much. I'm sad Season 3 has never materialised.

Shi De confesses to Shu Yi while he thinks he is asleep and later (after some intervention from a third party) Shu Yi confronts Shi De.

It's beautiful, they are just two guys talking and then Shu Yi says he never wants to fall in love with a man. The camera is focused on Sam Lin's face who is playing Shi De and I feel it every time. The way Sam Lin is trying to hold back the tears but still helping Shu Yu. It's so real. So, so very real. And then he tells Shu Yi to be happy and find a nice girl. So heartbreaking.

I will watch this scene over and over.

Kinnporsche - Apologise (Episode 13)

Lets face it, there were so many moments between Vegas and Pete.

Trying to choose one was so hard! Do I choose the post-credit scene, the sex scene, the talk about their fathers, Vegas being shot, Pete leaving the Main Family, Pete first seeing Vegas torture someone.

But ultimately I picked the scene behind the bar after Pete escapes the safe house.

Biblebuild were so amazing. Pete truly needed the apology from Vegas, he needed the breakdown. It was finally about Pete and not about Vegas like the earlier apology. Vegas is the only person Pete cried in front of during the series. And Vegas needed to truly understand how much he hurt Pete.

#slone answers #love in the air #payurain #bossnoeul #cutie pie #cutie pie the series #bounprem #between us the series #we best love #we best love: no. 1 for you #Gao Shide x Zhou ShuYi #kinnporsche #vegaspete #biblebuild

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prompt: *my own sad ass because i actually have low blood pressure, and wouldn't it be nice if my favourite avengers were there to help me out after i collapsed and was having a bad day?*

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hypotension

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fandom: mcu

pairings: platonic!peter parker x gn!stark!reader

genre: fluffy and angsty moments all throughout

warnings: no bad swear words! (yay!) but lotsa fainting and mentions of fainting, it’s implied that y/n is american, lactose intolerance, emotional outbursts, cream puffs. in that order.

word count: 2.5k words

summary: drastic times call for drastic measures and y/n stark is pushed to the edge after a series of collapsing episodes. no one dares go near y/n now, except for y/n’s best friend, peter parker. 

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you felt lightheaded, and the world began to fade around you. fog invaded the corners of your eyes as your muscles started to give way. one thought stood out among the rest.

oh, again.

all of a sudden, your senses came back to a fatigued body sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall. you checked the wall for the nearest clock.

it read 12:05 PM.

you must’ve blacked out for a full thirty seconds by your reckoning. an average time, but it was still a concern. “uughh,” you groan, fighting the urge to completely collapse. this was the third time today. you needed salt in your system, and the faster the better.

you mustered up every last bit of your energy and powered through the weakness. 

“i’m an avenger. i’m the child of an avenger,” you whispered. “i am strong, and am completely capable of walking down a hallway.”

“y/n stark,” a robotic voice blared from unseen speakers. “are you alright? you were unconscious for—”

“yeah, yeah, yeah, FRIDAY,” you mutter. “delete all the security footage of that... scene... please.”

“are you sure? you may want to review this footage at a later time for a full-body diagnostic. i recommend you consume a source of sodium, and drink one full glass of wa—”

“DELETE THE FOOTAGE, FRIDAY!” you yelled. your lungs couldn’t get enough air. the rest of your teammates knew that your body didn’t naturally produce enough sodium for you to maintain a high rough level of blood pressure, but moments like this, when you full-on collapsed, were still very embarrassing. you were glad you were all alone. you threw a suspicious glance behind you just to make sure.

absolutely nothing stirred. FRIDAY continued to speak.

“deleting. i suggest you make your way to the main kitchen. there are pickles in that fridge. ”

you stood up slowly, wary of another attack from your own body. you continued to move slowly, down a hall, up a flight of stairs, past a bathroom, and down another corridor to the kitchen.

when you arrived at the kitchen on the second floor, you weren’t even surprised to see that the rest of the avengers were already there. the kitchen on the main floor was the biggest and best, and today, wanda and thor had done the shopping.

(those two had exotic tastes—which were anything but your typical american cuisine—and everyone looked forward to the meals that they prepared.)

something that smelled thick and savoury was in the oven, and a bowl of fruit was on the counter, surrounded by the others’ cups and mugs and glasses. you made a beeline straight for the refrigerator. 

“heyyy, y/n!” sam called. “what’s up?” he was stationed next to the coffee machine. on any other day, and in any other mood, especially if you had not had three “episodes” earlier, you would have stopped to say hello and make small talk, but today you simply ignored him. to top it off, you barely even heard the man, as blood was rushing through your ears like a waterfall.

tony was standing in front of the fridge.

“well, if it isn’t the great y/n. wonderful to see you finally out of your room.” he joked. “how are you feeling?”

you pushed past his hug and opened the fridge door. tony pouted.

“now, y/n stark, that's no way to treat your father,” steve rogers said from across the counter. everyone heard cap, you included, but you ignored everyone. 

“yeah!” tony agreed. he waved both hands at steve, one empty, the other occupied with a glass of water. some of it splashed, but he took no heed. neither did you, and you continued to rummage through the shelves and compartments, hunting for the pickles. you weren’t finding them, and felt a wave of nausea and exhaustion and an overwhelming mood swing wash over you, you drew up every ounce of composure you had left and turned around.

“hello, father,” you addressed tony cordially. “mr big bird, mc’captain freaking america. that smells lovely, wanda, whatever it is.” you were being very sarcastic. the room had quieted at your condescending tone. 

you blocked it all out.

“where are the pickles?” you demanded.

“where are the pickles?” tony murmured. he rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “FRIDAY?” he hollered, “where are the pickles?”

“sir,” FRIDAY said. she said nothing else.

wanda cleared her throat. “uh, y/n, please don't get upset, but i used the last ones in my casserole,” she gestured towards the oven. tuna bake. it was tuna bake. you hated tuna bake. no offense to wanda. the tuna part was fine. but lactose intolerance ailed you as well as your sodium deficiency, and that recipe called for a full block of cheese, four cups of milk, and the worst one of all; half a cup of butter.

everything drained out of you. nothing remained. you hated when you got like this, and you knew when you got like this, but you couldn't even spare anything to apologize. you grabbed tony’s glass of water right out of his hand, took two steps to the mess of spices wanda had left on the counter, dumped a pile of salt into the water and chugged it.

the room went silent. every eye was on you.

you felt sick as you swallowed every last drops of the brine. you tossed the glass into the sink, not caring if it broke, then stumbled towards the door again.

you caught the expression on natasha’s face. she looked queasy. it took a lot to shake natasha romanoff. wanda wore a similar look, hands covering her mouth. your dad just stared after you with a mix of awe, inspiration, and complete disgust. 

it was an eye opener.

many in the room looked about to have a fit. they could all imagine what that might taste like, but none in their worst nightmares would ever try a salt water ratio like you had.

your insides churned. you had the salt you needed but at what a price.

it took several attempts to open your mouth to speak.

“i’m going.”

and with that, you left

~*~*~*~

your destination was the grocery store, granted that you could get out of the avenger’s tower without a huge fuss.

you heard someone walking behind you, probably someone who was determined to follow you and make sure you were alright.

you glanced back, ready to throw hands, but instead spotted peter parker, the amazing spider-man, walking aimlessly on the ceiling behind you. he was fixed on his cell phone, and nearly ran into a light fixture.

he hadn’t been in the kitchen, so he hadn’t seen what you had just done. there was hope of redemption and regained innocence in that prospect. you had a feeling that no one would see you in the same light again. 

you committed many crimes on the battlefield and on the game board, but this was a new extreme. bucky had looked disarmed.

you wiped the salty drool from your mouth on your shoulder and waited for peter to walk by you so that conversation could be initiated. regular convo, linguistics between children of the same generation. the ceiling was the perfect height to talk to anyone on two different planes, specifically between a person on the floor and a person on the ceiling. 

the boy on the roof snickered at something on his screen and kept ambling in your general direction. 

all of a sudden, you wobbled on your feet and had to catch yourself from tripping over thin air. ugh... if that horrid glass of salt water hadn’t been enough to kick your system back to rights, you might explode into tears.

peter’s hood had fallen over his head, but that didn’t block you from being able to see his face clearly. it wasn’t the tiniest bit flushed from being upside-down for so long, and once more, you found yourself marvelling at your friend.

peter stopped walking on the ceiling, and you approached, unsteady on your feet.

“spider-baby,” you address him in a mocking tone. peter acknowledged your voice, but it took him a few moments to stop what he was doing on his phone and look for you in the room. you smirked at him, only a few feet away.

“y/n!” peter yelped, taking several shocked steps backwards. “how did you get on the ceiling?! what thehow are you sticking?” he walked around your head, baffled. “you didn’t get bitten by a spider either, did you?” you flicked his nose when he got in range, taking slight pleasure in his reaction. 

“fool, you’re the one on the ceiling,” you said. 

“wh—wha—oh. yes. that would explain it.” peter flexed and flipped himself around and stood to face you on the floor. he flapped his arms and raised his eyebrows to convey a ta-da! impressive, huh? air, and you smiled at him.

“bro, you gotta stop growing,” you turned, punching him in the arm. the two of you began to walk. Peter towered a full six inches over you. 

“tall people are always nice people, and i am one of those taller people,” peter declared.

you scoffed. “well, one day,” you said, sarcasm and humour loading down your voice, “i’m gonna look up at a skyscraper and realize it has your face on it, and it’s actually you.”

“well,” peter replied, “i may grow, but you will not, and one day, sky-scraper-me might accidentally step on an ant named y/n, which will be a sad day, but it’s too bad you were too short for me to see you.”

you elbowed him playfully, mock scorn written all over your face. peter just took hold of your sleeve and tugged, just about sending you tripping.

sometimes you really forgot how strong he was. 

then all of a sudden, your friend was in the middle of a sentence about his homework, and the end of the hallway had been reached and the two of you were about to turn the corner. 

how—?

your vision went blank, but you were aware that you were still walking, until you hit a wall and fell to the ground.

something like static, or ringing bells, was going through your brain. vaguely and faintly, you could hear peter panicking. 

now what was happening? everything was dark.

your brain processed that your friend’s voice had cracked and he sounded rather high-pitched. it was like a soprano’s. ordinarily, you would have laughed for ages over his voice cracking, but you were paralyzed sitting slumped against the wall. you felt like you were floating through space, until you were really floating and peter was carrying you to the nearest couch.

you hit the couch cushions and bolted upright, scaring peter, every bit of strength coming back all at once.

“peter parker!” you gasped.

“y/n stark!” he cried. “you’re alive!”

“of course! of course i am, don’t cry,” you assured him. peter snivelled. 

“i thought you up and died on me, idiot,” he said.

you rolled your eyes affectionately at your friend. “listen, if i ever died it would be because i was killed, and i’m taking you with me, so don't worry.”

peter nodded. that's what friends did.

“i didn’t know who to alert.” peter mumbled. “i just, uh, called for mr stark. he’d know what to do, right? he’ll come help you. you’re his child, after all.”

you just groaned and shook your head. tony was an overprotective father, yet somehow, simultaneously, an extremely nonchalant one. you knew he would hear peter screaming for him, and dismiss it with a wave, maybe ask FRIDAY to give him an update, or send vision or rhodey over to check up on you if he was really concerned.

“yeah, spider-child, mr stark will know exactly what to do. but we know better.” peter cocked his head. you reached out and poked his arm. “and you know what we need to do? we need to go to the store.”

your friend’s look of confusion prompted you to further explain. “my blood pressure is running low today, and i need pickles or some kind of electrolyte drink to help raise it so i don’t die. we don’t have pickles or electrolyte drinks.”

peter nodded seriously. “so we need to get pickles. pickles and gatorade... and profiteroles, y/n/n, we can't forget the profiteroles.”

you suppressed a grin. profiteroles were a forbidden desert at the avenger’s tower, because everyone would fight over them. who knew that such a simple thing as a box of cream puffs could turn the infamous avengers on themselves in a heartbeat?

this was going to be a top-secret mission to the grocery store.

“profiteroles for sure, pete. after pickles.” you patted your pockets for a pen and paper as peter did the exact same thing. you smirked at each other. 

“anything else for the list?” peter asked. 

“we’ll see,” you remarked. peter jumped to his feet and held out a hand to help you stand up.

“let’s go!”

~*~*~*~

later that night, you and peter hunkered down in your room. your room had a tv. tony let peter live in the tower, but he had said that peter took after him too much, which was true, and if he had a tv in his own quarters, he would get carried away or distracted and stay up all night watching “whatever the hell he watches.”

peter had insisted that the two of you watch star trek, but you had adamantly put your foot down and said that you would prefer to watch star wars. after some argument, you had agreed to binge the original star wars trilogy first, and then end it with peter’s favourite star trek films. 

your trip to the store had turned out to be a trip to stock up on all-nighter supplies such as popcorn, chocolate, and other caffeine, as well as both yours and peter’s favourite candies and a new fluffy blanket.

and, of course, a jar of pickles, which you had cracked open and dug into with desperation as soon as you and peter had checked out.

peter had laughed at you, but it wasn’t a mean laugh. he had even eaten the whole pickle you offered to him on the walk back to the tower. 

after some heated discussion over distribution of the profiteroles, and smuggling everything in (particularly the profiteroles,) without being detected—a process that involved some complicated web slinging—as well as trying not to alert anyone else in the tower of your escapades, the two of you had put on your movies and lt everything relax into a state of peace. 

you yawned. the time was approaching two in the morning and you felt yourself drifting away from the world, but this time, instead of the reason being your blood pressure dropping, it was because of the lulling scene that befell you: a muted tv, lighting the room with a soft air, and your best friend breathing deep and rhythmically as you nestled into each other. 

minus the hypotension drama, i would do this again, you smiled, and let the world fade away into happy dreams.

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Silhouettes In the Spotlight - Bucky Barnes - Four

Summary: Bucky Barnes has worked immensely hard to have a filmography expanding across genres and garnering accolades from critics, peers and fans. Y/N Y/L/N, with her debut novel (fan-fiction turned New York Times Bestseller) has two other best sellers under her belt. Next is her highly anticipated fourth book lined up for release. SHEILD Productions has acquired the film rights to her debut novel and they want Bucky Barnes to play the lead (aka himself) by any means necessary. This story is about angst, lust, heartbreak, and love. After all fairytales only exist in books and movies right?

Warnings: angst, fluff, swearing, protective bucky, miscommunication, anxiety, overwhelming emotions, loki being a lil shit (in a good way), sharon and dot are mean to the reader, fat shaming, bucky needs to check his surroundings before he speaks, alexander pierce is a creepy dude.

Pairing: Actor!Bucky Barnes x Plus Size!Fem!Reader

Word Count: 4.6k || Dividers: @firefly-graphics

Main Masterlist || Fic Masterlist || AO3

Chapter Three || Chapter Five

HEADLINES

Alexander Pierce Announces Deal To Buy Out Hydrangeas Literary House, Plans Expanding SHEILD Productions Into Publication. 

EXCLUSIVE! Bucky Barnes adds Y/N Y/L/N’s Third Book To his TBR Pile on Instagram Stories.

Loki Laufeyson Follows Y/N Y/L/N On Instagram, Is He Fascinated Or Bonding Over Broken Hearts?

Dolores Uploads Throwback Shots With BTS Pictures Of Bucky Barnes. We’re rooting for this pair!

Y/N Y/L/N Uploads Snippet of Book 4: 'Chapter Eight' With All Caps F Word Written. Fans Have Theories.

Staring at the rapidly accumulating crowd, Sam and Yelena exchange a worried glance. 

Bucky closes his eyes leaning his head back against the couch. Then a scarcely familiar sound prompts him to look up. 

Loki walks in, with you at his side another laugh being coaxed from you by his best friend. Bucky blinks a few times. 

“Hey Y/N.” He greets, you smile when you meet his gaze. 

“Hey,” You’re about to say his name but realise he yet hasn’t corrected you from calling him Mr. Barnes. 

“Bucky, my man.” Loki grins, “This is one talented little lady.” He points towards you. 

“Loki.” You shake your head skin heating. 

It was your first time meeting him, after exchanging a handshake he launched into singing praises of your work. 

“She is.” Bucky agrees, standing from the couch, “How is writing coming along?” He questions and your brows furrow. 

Loki observes Bucky quietly then looks towards Sam, who only gives a silent agreement to the prospective thought they share. 

“It’s—yeah, oh the five chapters? Belted them out and more. I think the sunset inspired me.” You grin, Bucky smiles. 

“I’m glad, if you want to go back I could have that arranged too.” He offers, internally hopeful. 

“That, that is generous of you. Thank you.” 

“I saw the little story about chapter eight…” Bucky trails off, you shrug.

“I mean the recent news wasn’t really a good thing.” You refer to the buyout orchestrated by Alexander Pierce. Bucky nods in understanding.

“Which sunset did you see? Because, Bucky here goes on about only one particular sunset.” Loki adds, tapping on your shoulder. Bucky’s blue eyes follow the movement. 

Loki grins with mischief when he catches the little tick in Bucky’s jaw. 

“Oh um, I believe the name of the place is Win—,”

“Winnie’s Nook.” Dolores speaks up entering the area, “Bucky’s favourite place, been there with him several times he loves the private little booth.” She smiles, her hand moving to his shoulder, leaning up to kiss his cheek. 

Bucky stays unmoving entire frame stiffening, once she is done he shifts closer to you. 

“Dolores.” Loki says drily, holding back an eye roll, “Have you met the author Y/N, yet?” He gestures towards you. 

Dolores gives you an unimpressed once over, “I don’t think it is much of a meeting.” She rolls her eyes. 

You give a tight-lipped smile, “I certainly felt the same when you were casted to play the lead.” 

Loki begins to guffaw and even Bucky laughs.

“Oh Darling, absolutely stellar and feisty.” Loki grins at you. You try to hide your smile. 

Dolores was one of those influencers shaming people for having your type of body. You didn’t want to be rude but the adaptation was into smithereens the minute she was hired and you would be bitter about it as long as you wanted. 

She stood for everything that prompted body image issues and she couldn’t even see it or admit it. Only promoting harmful ways of weight loss and fad diets. 

Dolores huffs, “How dare you! I’m the one carrying this movie.” 

“She did write the bestseller book.” Bucky defends. 

She gapes at him, “Bucky.” Dolores whines. 

“Bucky call for you.” Sam intervenes, saving him from her nonsense. Dolores stalks off to the side near the vanity. 

You look between the two, then at Loki’s curiosity filled gaze upon you. 

“Did they?” You question. 

“Mmhmm, they did, got pretty messy. Most of the reckless persona came post that entire ordeal.” Loki sighs solemnly. 

“So it’s deeper than just pretty messy.” You conclude. 

Loki taps his nose in confirmation at you catching the point. 

You look at Bucky, watching him as he speaks on the phone with one of his genuine smiles. The ones that bring crinkles by his eyes. 

“I heard you both buried the hatchet about a week ago?” Loki pulls your gaze back to him. 

“We did, sort of? I mean it’s not like we’re arguing every few sentences anymore.” You hold your tongue. 

“I sense a ‘but’?” Loki chuckles when your hesitation is caught. 

“It-It’s silly, really, somewhere I still feel I have to be very formal with him? I mean we do text here and there but its all surface level? I’m not like saying I want to be besties or something—,” You pause looking at Loki who has a smile on his face, “What?”

“No just, Bucky can be that way, layered and often times says things he doesn’t mean, or rather he says them and is misunderstood.” Loki shrugs.  

“I tend to have that issue too.” You frown, eyes moving back to Bucky. 

“Give him time, I haven’t heard him rave about a book in a long time and seeing him annotate yours, well, I think he ran out of post-its.” Loki chuckles. You laugh. 

“I think that is why those post its are always sold out.” You chuckle, Loki tilts his head to the side, confused. 

“Also, um, I know I sent the email earlier on but I’m so happy you’re playing Rhys’ best friend, Levi. I saw the audition tape, the entire scene of Levi talking Rhys out from his PTSD episode. Moved me to tears. I still get goosebumps thinking about it” You blink back the tears because writing that scene was a profound experience. 

Loki smiles, his cheeks tinged pink. 

“Thank you. When I read it, I could feel how much attention you put into shedding light on the caregivers and support system also feeling overwhelmed. Sometimes their struggles aren’t showcased. If it is then its sort of to make the care receiver feel bad. You did both justice.” Loki’s palm touches your upper arm, giving a soft squeeze. 

“It meant a lot reading that, I’m sure you would  know about my mother’s illness. It was publicised despite my reluctance but I did find semblances of privacy when the fans began shutting down and reporting the websites, I’m sorry I’m going off on a tangent...” His lips twitch, attempting to hide his grimace, you nod. 

“I’m sorry, my own mom, she is unwell. I can’t imagine what you must have gone through, given how demanding everything must be for you. It was nice of them to do that for you. I’m glad you appreciate them so much.” You offer, your hand moving over his giving it a squeeze. 

Bucky watches the two of you, as the call with his mother comes to an end. Everyone in his family were waiting, excited to be watching the cast reveal livestream on youtube. 

The way Loki gazes at you down to your hand upon his which is on your arm. It stirs something in Bucky’s chest. 

“What is he upto?” Bucky doesn’t mean to sound harsh, he winces at his own tone. 

“They’re talking?” Yelena adds cooly, taking another chicken nugget on her plate, 

“She was over the moon when I told her he sent flowers.” She chuckles looking back to you and Loki speaking whatever moment had transpired was gone and you both were now joking about something. 

“He sent her flowers?” Bucky stares at his best friend, “Why?” 

“Geez, maybe to say ‘thank you for writing a character he’s excited to play’?” Yelena shrugs, “I don’t know what connotations it holds, Mr. Barnes.” 

Sam walks up to them the look on his face says he isn’t pleased. 

“What is it?” Yelena sets her plate down. 

“They are thinking about snubbing Y/N’s appearance. Little miss Dot complained to Brock who complained to Alexander.” Sam explains, voice low. 

“That stupid, sexist, misogynistic uncle and nephew duo.” Yelena grumbles. 

Bucky wants to punch Brock again, he also wants to tell Dot off. He decides there has to be a way to give you your moment. You deserve it.

“I overheard them, so they don’t know we know. I suggest not telling Y/N.” Sam adds as Yelena hums in agreement. 

“I think I could you know thwart plans?” Bucky grins as the plan formulated in his mind, “Distract her would you, Yelena?” He requests. 

She narrows her eyes at him, “This better not impact anything negatively.” she warns before moving towards you. 

Loki senses Bucky’s gaze he looks up, the latter gestures for him to join them. He then observes Yelena making her way to the two of you. 

“Darling, I just realised I need to speak to Bucky about something. I’ll be a moment. I’m really happy you loved the flowers.” Loki grins, taking your hand and placing a kiss to your knuckle m. 

Your breath gets caught at the gesture, you’re sure the heat on your cheeks and neck is obvious. 

“Ye-yeah, um, thank you once again.” You manage to reply, Loki makes his way grinning, towards a scowling Bucky and a grinning Sam. 

“Is something brewing?” Yelena wiggles her brows, teasing. 

“What? No, he was being nice.” You defend, though Loki was one of your favourites to watch on screen you could never imagine yourself in this world next to someone like him. 

“I meant friendship but if your mind went somewhere else…” She elongates the else. 

“Yelena.” You shake your head, looking towards the three men in a heated discussion. 

Bucky catches your gaze, sending a small smile your way with a little wave of his hand. You chuckle, smiling back and waving. 

He turns his attention back to Loki and Sam. 

Loki chuckles, “Green is usually my colour, Bucky.” 

“Oh is it?” Bucky raises a brow. 

“Oh are you jealous of my blooming friendship?” The green eyed man teases, Bucky sputters. Leaning against the railing his back towards Sam. 

“N-no, I’m not jealous just, I don’t want her to use you for inspiration.” Bucky winces at the lie, it’s horrible on even his part to say that, so many people draw inspiration from others for their art. 

Muses could be anyone and anything. 

“Bucky… you can’t be serious.” Loki sounds baffled, rightly so because this isn’t the Bucky he knows, “I understand you have reservations but to accuse her that way?” 

“Look I don’t want you hurt alright?” Bucky closes his eyes, hands gripping the railing. He knows he should shut up. He knows his own reservations are coming out in an ugly manner. 

“Man.” Sam reaches out to tap his shoulder. 

“No, Sam,” Bucky pushes away his arm, still looking down at the crowd.

“Buck.” Sam attempts again,

“Drop it would you? Look I’ve been hurt terribly by having myself paraded around unwillingly and I don’t want him to regret falling for someone who can base her next plot on him.” Bucky turns back as the sound of your plate falling onto the food-table resounds, tipping over then clattering on the floor. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Bucky mutters, the three of them only see your side profile. You’re staring at where the plate fell. Your chest rises and falls, for a few moments you can’t feel your breaths even being processed.

You didn’t mean to pry, didn’t mean to overhear them. Yelena was just praising the chicken nuggets so you thought, well why not? It was going to be the first meal, your nerves were getting the best of you. 

You didn’t think you could overhear them. 

You don’t even know if Bucky would have meant you, but who else was Loki speaking to who writes out book plots? Hell, you didn’t even think Loki being nice to you was uncharted flirting territory. 

“Y/N, if I may,” Loki steps towards you, he pauses as Bucky takes two steps towards you. 

You don’t move, Bucky’s words repeating around your head. Sam runs a hand over his face, so much for becoming civil; he sighs. 

“Oh, oh silly me.” You cover up, with a short forced laugh. “Butter fingers you know? If only these glided over the keyboard while writing.” You chuckle, swiftly bending down and biting your lip to keep your composure to retrieve the plate to keep it to the side but the damned thing doesn’t turn to be able to grab it. Fuck. 

Bucky’s hand moves into your vision field, you shift back. As he turns the plate with ease, offering his other hand to help you stand back up. 

“Of course I’d find her near the food table. What happened searching for extra servings?” Sharon’s voice cuts through as Dot laughs. 

“Sharon, be mindful of what you’re saying.” Bucky glares at her. 

You want to scoff at him, he’s no better. 

You look up at Bucky, he keeps his eyes on you. Wordlessly you stand, without his help. 

“Listen, Alexander wants to meet you before the segment for I Think I.” Sharon yawns as if bored. 

“Where?” You ask, still ignoring Bucky who stands holding the plate. 

“Lower floor, there is a conference room near the banquet hall.” She explains, her little judgemental self eying you. 

“Thank you. Even with unnecessary commentary you get work done.” You give her a tight lipped smile before walking away and texting Yelena about where you will be, she had left earlier to attend a call. 

Bucky watches you move out, he turns to Sam and Loki who have disappointed expressions on their faces. Dot wraps her arms around his chest, Bucky drops the damn plate again and steps away from her.

“Keep your fucking distance.” His voice is cold. 

“Aw, cute.” Sharon giggles, “Do you know how many sex scenes are being put into the script?” 

Bucky looks towards her then at Dot. 

“We’re going to be pretty close again, Bucky.” She bats her eyelashes. 

Loki sighs, rolling his eyes at their trashy behaviour.

“All of you behind the stage in the banquet.” Maria Hill announces, going over the checklist in her hand. 

“Find Y/N.” Bucky tells Sam quietly so Dot and Sharon don’t overhear.

“Really mature of you.” Loki shakes his head, running a hand through his hair.

“I know she’s pretending to not hear me.” Bucky sighs, they stand backstage.

“I’ll make it right.” Bucky assures, thought the tug in his chest makes him wonder. 

“How many chances is she supposed to give you?” Loki questions, with a shake of his head, he takes off his coat.

“Lokes.” Bucky sighs, “I don’t know why I said that…” 

“Are you pretending? Pretending to be her friend? Are you even her friend? You and I both know how horrible it is to have people pretend. Why are you going down that path? Why are you hurting her over crimes done by others?” Loki wants to say more but the crew begin to call them one by one to place mics upon them.

Bucky looks down at his glove clad hands. The two crew members ask him to take off his jacket as well as they begin to place the mic and go over the sound checks.  

Gnawing at your bottom lip you enter the small meeting room, Alexander sits there alone. Alarm bells go on in your mind. Just a desk and a few chairs the windows are glass panes not openable. 

“Um, Mr. Pierce, you wanted to speak with me?” You pull his attention from his phone.

Alexander smiles, placing his phone aside, “Just the little author I wanted to see. Excited for your big break?” 

You shift your weight from one foot to the other, “More nervous.” You admit. He frowns, gesturing with two fingers for you to take the seat next to him.

“I’m sure you were notified by Hydrangeas Lit. that I am going ahead with the buy out.” He smiles as you nod.

“I am stricter than them however, I won’t tolerate tardiness.” He tells you, hand resting upon your palm. Ice burns through your veins, you don’t move your palm.

“I don’t understand?” You know playing dumb is the way to go for now.

“My rules are breakable or rather malleable but at a price, sweetheart, you want an extension? I want a favour in return.” He shrugs, a chill runs down your spine you decide not to outwardly show your disgust.

“You’re talented, with the right people, right connections, you can have it all. I can provide it all.” Alexander squeezes your hand, “Just for you. It is simple really.”

“I understand, I’m sure I won’t require extensions. You’ve done more than enough. Thank you.” You inform him, a polite smile on your face.

Your pulse spikes when he smirks.

“I sure hope the same. I read the first five chapters, quite a gripping story. Unrequited love, are you going to make it a second chance romance?” Alexander’s questions seems genuine and his hand is away from yours. Were you reading in too much?

“I-I, haven’t decided yet… I want them to grow a little before I even consider, you know… the romance…” You explain, he nods.

“Well I hope you choose to keep it steamy as well, this new adult genre, we can have you earn well.” He smiles before standing in synchronous with his phone ringing.

“Excuse me for a minute.” He retrieves his phone and moves out of the room.

“Brock take care of her would you?” Alexander smiles at his nephew, heading into the applaud filled banquet room. 

Brock grins, the door handle easy to break from outside caging you in, he places the under repair page Sharon printed out and whistles innocently as he returns to the banquet. 

“So happy you all are excited for the second feature film SHEILD is bringing in this next year, you may have heard a lot of speculation, today we clear it all well maybe not all we do love surprises.” Alexander gleams as he announces handing the microphone to Sharon as she leads him to his seat.

Maria Hill and Nick Fury walk onto stage and begin going over the introduction of the story, their reason to chose it, and bought the rights.

After fifteen minutes you sigh, checking your phone but there isn’t any signal. You groan heading to the door. Only to have it not budge.

You frown, what the fuck?

You try it again, and again but it remains stuck.

Banging on the door, you yell for help but it seems as if no one is there.

“Any luck?” Bucky questions Sam, he shakes his head.

“Did you check the upper room?” Loki suggests.

“I did she isn’t there.” Sam informs.

“Any other rooms?” Loki wonders, 

“The other conference room’s door handle is broken and under renovation is written, it’s just been twenty minutes from when Alexander got on stage maybe she’s on a call or something?” Sam offers. 

Bucky sighs, this was being cut too close.

The hairstylist comes in for final checks, last brush of powder by the make up team. He goes over the lines prepped with Loki in the bathroom. 

“Guys where is Y/N?” Yelena questions, eyes scanning over the area.

“Can’t find her?” Sharon tuts, “maybe she got cold feet.” 

“Not everyone can handle fame or the burden of being with a famous person.” Dolores snickers.

Sam holds Yelena back by her wrist.

“It will only worsen things. Where was she last?” He questions her, she recounts the message to him. Sam purses his lips, thinking of where you could be. There weren’t any sounds coming from the under renovation room either. 

“And now for our star cast!” Nick Fury announces, their little entourage exchanges glances.

“Oh you have to be kidding me.” Loki groans, everyone’s eyes move to the doorway.

“Oh hey, Ace!” Bucky uses their stage name, recent entry into Hollywood but a breakout star none the less. Loki rolls his eyes unable to tolerate their presence. The two did get off on the wrong foot. 

Ace gives him a smile then turns to the door, holding their hand out.

“You’re okay.” Ace tells the person, Yelena floods with relief when you enter holding hands with the new starlet. 

“Thank you, I almost cried myself into panic.” You tell her, they give you a hug again. 

Bucky finally feels his breathing again. “Oh thank god. Where were you?” he walks to you.

The crew person checks upon Ace, just as Nick Fury announces their name as the cast for Doll’s best friend — Nia Volkov. Ace squeezes your hand as you smile at the parting wishing them luck.

You turn to Bucky, his face full of concern and worry.

“Why are you bothered?” You question, he steps back at your cold tone.

“I was, I was just worried—,” He attempts to explain himself.

“That I’m using Loki?” You repeat, being stuck in that room was worrisome but you cannot with his entire act of friendship.

Loki steps to break the fight, but he’s called upon stage. Bucky and you look at him climbing the stage and waving at the fans.

“Y/N, please, I didn’t mean it that way let me explain—,”

“Mr. Barnes,” You cut him off, his brows furrow, why are you being formal? 

“I can understand your reservations, I think I made assumptions over our truce. I won’t be bothering you or your friends further. If you need help with character breakdowns I’ll help but however I think this works only professionally.” You turn to move to Yelena, she moves her arm around your shoulders, glaring at Bucky. 

Sam watches the scene unfold he would speak to you both, try to clear the air again.

“Now, Doll herself— Dolores!” Maria announces, the crowd goes wild, you don’t look at Bucky, he keeps staring at you, you’re still disappointed as Dolores, prim proper and nothing like your written Doll is given the mantle to hold. He keeps wishing for you to look his way till his name is called, he climbs up the steps, closing is eyes, breathing in.

As he steps onto the stage he allows his public persona to take over, smiling and waving at the cheering crowd, going to greet Alexander, Nick and Maria before standing beside Loki, who gives him a smile.

Though his eyes give away that he is still angry with Bucky. 

“Now you all must be wondering, who play the characters that brew trouble for the highly shipped couple, Obidiah Stane as Doll’s father, Aldrich Killian as the patent stealing CEO, and his partner in crime Yon-Rogg and playing Yon-Rogg’s son, who is also Rhys Bass’ reason for irritation, Doll’s ex boyfriend, the story’s true antagonist,” Nick Fury looks at Alexander when he reads the name before speaking, his eyes shift upon Bucky.

Your brows furrow watching the small bit of silence. You weren’t told about this, you turn when you see a man at the steps. You look towards Yelena, she gives you the same worried look. 

Bucky doesn’t allow his emotions to show, though he has a feeling this is not going to be good. Loki and he exchange a glance.

“Go on Nick, I think the choice is amazing.” Alexander smiles.

“Steve Rogers.” Nick says, Steve steps onto the stage. 

The crowd goes wild. 

Absolutely wild. 

Oohs, Aahs and gasps echo through the room. 

Alexander gleams with mirth as the camera flashes don’t stop. 

Distantly Bucky hears Loki’s, “The fuck?” Over the ringing in his own ears. 

Loki keeps his eyes trained on Bucky trying to spot any discomfort. 

Sam glares at Steve not bothering to mask his disdain. 

Steve greets everyone, then stands in front of Bucky. Hand out stretched. Bucky takes it, keeping a smile forced on his face.

“Good to see you old pal.” Steve grins, scrunching his nose.

“Likewise, Rogers.” Bucky speaks keeping his eyes level, the two stood tall neither backing down.

“Pretty neat ain’t it? Seven years later together again. Loki, how are we doing?” Steve smirks, standing beside Dot, who gives him a big hug, Steve kisses her cheek.

“Steve.” Loki says with as much politeness as possible. If it weren’t for the fucking cameras and mics, internally Loki seethes. 

Bucky attempts to keep his breathing even, Loki counts the breaths, whispering for him to stay calm. 

Bucky looks at the small stairs where you peek out, his blue eyes meet your worried ones. He knows you didn’t know, he knows he is undeserving of the worry. 

Sharon brings the external mic towards Bucky as planned but Steve grabs it, Bucky is looking right you, you gulp. 

They skipped over your name. It dawns upon you. 

“Those fuckers—,” Yelena seethes, you place your hand on her shoulder.

“It’s fine.” You shrug, turning towards the chairs to the side. The limelight isn’t why you wrote books or were happy about the adaptation. 

“I just want to say,” Steve Rogers begins, “I personally, owe a tonne of gratitude,”

Loki and Bucky exchange a glance, this was Bucky’s mini speech to counter the snub to you. Steve meets Bucky’s slightly ticked off expression. He gives him a beaming grin. 

Loki shifts forward, Bucky holds him back slightly. 

They can’t fuck this up.

“I owe a tonne of gratitude to the creator and author of this wonderful, wonderful book,” Steve continues, smirking away at the visible ire from the two friends. 

Dolores scowls at Sharon. Sharon shrugs in response. Alexander looks towards Brock sitting in the audience he narrows his eyes at Steve. 

“Fucker overheard us.” Bucky grumbles.

“I will punch him.” Loki mutters back, Steve continues talking then claps as he finishes prompting you on stage.

Even moving towards the stairs to give you a hand to help climb up. 

You smile at Steve, thanking him above the hum of applause. You move to stand beside Ace, they give you a hug. 

“I’m sorry did I step on your bonding moment?” Steve gives an easy grin to Bucky and Loki as he stands beside them.

“Fuck you.” Loki mutters, Bucky leans back to look at you ignoring Steve.

You don’t meet his gaze for the remainder of the event.

HEADLINES:

WOAH, Ex Best Friends Reunited For Film Where They Play Rivals.

Social Media Sent Into Meltdown As Bucky and Steve Are Reunited. 

Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes — Hollywood Best Friends, Dream Team and How They Fell Out.

Steve Rogers All Smiles As He Introduces Y/N Y/L/N To The Crowd At SHEILD Announcement.  We heard a rumour that she was going to be snubbed! #SteveOurHero

Steve Rogers Excited To Play His First Sort Of Villain —  Says, ‘I mean the character is written weakly, but I can do him justice.’

Cult Fans Of ITIMYIMDO Flood Steve’s Social Media With Insults Over His Comments On Their Favourite Author. 

Y/N Y/L/N Meets With Steve Rogers — Uh Oh, WITH Awkward Run In With Bucky Barnes and Co. 

Seven Years Ago:

HEADLINES:

Steve Rogers Writes Tell All, “Death Of A Friend” — A story of his own trial of being there for Bucky Barnes post The Horrific Accident.

Bucky Barnes Punches Steve Rogers At The Latter’s Book Launch.

“I Feel Bad, he cannot see my point.” Steve Rogers, Hollywood Golden Boy says he is innocent.

Bucky Barnes Refuses To Shed Details On Accident and Rehabilitation.

“He’s Selling My Trauma, My Experience Without Consent.” Bucky Barnes’ One Line About His Fall Out With His Best Friend. 

Fall Out With Steve Leaves Bucky All Alone Day Drinking At Bar.

Loki Laufeyson Visits Bucky Barnes — Co-Stars on Vampire-Warlock Series to New Friends. 

“I can’t Believe He Thinks I Did This For Money! I Wrote This To Help People In Similar Places.” Steve Rogers In Tears On Talk Show As Interview Takes Emotional Turn.  

A.N.: sooooooooooooo now you all know why bucky speaks/acts the way he does, also when i came up with the line announcing steve i swear i gasped i was all like 'oh shit fudge this is so amazing how did you think of it?' i hope you all enjoyed this chapter! I know it seems they keep arguing but thats how i kind of picture it before things stabilise will they stabilise soon idk?maybe i am a lil shit like loki (in a good way)

also the character Ace prefers gender neutral pronouns of they/them and are an OC, they play both female and male presenting roles, they have short wavy hair which they colour depending on the required role they have to play

love you all!!

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[liptonwashere]

Hello Sam!! I hope you’ve been well ❤️ 1, 5, 6, 15, 17, and 24 for the ask game please, my love!!

Hi Louuu!! ❤️ Hoping the same for you my dear. Thanks for asking :)!!

(1) what are 3 things you’d say shaped you into who you are?

this is going to be sad, isn't?

first, not a thing. my favourite person. she is no longer here, but she's always present to me—in moments, books, and music. she taught me patience and resilience. I am the way I am because of her.

second, I'd say that the brutal dict4torship I've been living all my life. I won't explain it that much. It has definitely had an impact on my personality and perspective.

third, depression; I used to think everything was pointless, and I kind of accepted that life would always be like that. I learned to take one step at a time. Keep pushing :)

(5) what made you start your blog?

that's a good question! last year I saw Band of Brothers with my brother (it was his second time), and I went CRAAAZY. I looked everywhere for a fandom, then I found all of you here... and I decided to be brave and talk. I'm an introvert; it was so hard (and still is sometimes). But it was so worth it. I've met the best mutuals ever.

(6) what’s the best and worst part of being online/a creator?

best part: always learning. I absolutely love learning; there's this rule of getting 1% better every day. I love to use new fonts, different effects, or transitions, combining songs with specific scenes. so much fun. and of course, the community. I think I found a place where I feel comfortable sharing what I create. That's priceless.

worst part: Whenever I get a new idea, I get OBSESSED. can't stop thinking about it. I NEED to make it right now and share it with all of you. That's time-consuming, especially because I am such a perfectionist and I want to give you high-quality content. There's this perpetual pressure to produce new content every week. It must be a habit for some people, so you can imagine that sometimes I just sit in a corner and contemplate life.

(15) what do you think of when you hear the word “home”?

I've never thought of home as a place. For me, home is the people I love. So corny.

(17) name 3 things that make you happy

exercising, listening to music and talking with my lovely friends!!

(24) what’s one thing you’re proud of yourself for?

Last month, one of my best friends shared a pic on their stories, it was a social gathering at her home. I saw myself there and remembered that I took that picture almost two years ago, when I was dealing with depression. I’m proud of my determination to take responsibility for my mental health and try my best to make a positive impact on my life, the lives of my loved ones and anyone who needs it. The girl in that pic changed so much. I'm proud of her :)

#mutuals #ask game

[geekgirles]

I know this is probably going to make zero sense since this is just a half-assed concept brought to you by FEELS I always get from watching Fanning the Flames. But bear with me, please.

I love the episode as it is. Really. Not only because I'm Amethyst Ocean trash, but because it's just a great episode! It introduces Ember, the Sam/Danny dynamic follows nicely where their Fake Out Make-Out from last episode left off, Tucker has some downright hilarious lines...

It's just good.

But it always digs up the usually nonexistent thrill I get from some angst (which only ever rises from its grave when there's romance involved). I mean, the whole love spell situation is pretty heartwrenching, maybe even tragic, when you think about it.

One the one hand, you have Sam’s perspective. After what happened in Shades of Gray, she's barely starting to reach out and allow herself to wonder what it'd be like to date Danny, to date one of her best friends. Honestly, hadn't the spell happened, maybe those two would have ended up together sooner.

But it did happen, and it sort of put a halt to things progressing naturally but more quickly. Which is great, because with the way the show was written, it needed to happen. I'm not ranting, just pointing something out.

And because the spell did happen and Danny got all obsessive and clingy and Sam got a not-so-accurate-nor-real look into what a relationship with him could be like, she got scared. The love spell made things move way too fast for her liking and forced her to re-evaluate in record time if she wanted a romantic relationship with Danny or not. And, given the only experience she could use as reference was mostly negative, she chose that, no, risking her friendship with her best friend was not worth it.

And then we have Danny’s situation. After the spell was broken he was confused, for a moment he even believed his perceived relationship with Sam was real, but it wasn't. However, instead of going back to normal, the damage was done. Ember had fed the illusion with lies and it was up to Sam to snap him out of it by sending him crashing down—she had to break his heart. And boy did Danny remember the pain. His (romantic) love for Sam might have been a lie up until that point, but his heartbreak wasn't, and the pain remained.

Proof of that was the way he furiously attacked and took his pain out on Ember (that scene and the one leading up to it must be one of my absolute favourites from the show).

This is all devastating in a way, but then I unwittingly came up with a way to make the experience even more bittersweet, for lack of a better word:

If Fanning the Flames had taken place while Danny was dating Valerie which in turn would only happen if their relationship arc had been expanded for more than an episode (if we don’t count Reign Storm).

(On a side note, I have nothing but respect for Gray///Ghost shippers. You keep doing your thing, you legends 👍)

With this I mean there would be an added layer of pain to the whole situation. From all three parts involved. 

On the one hand, it’s true Valerie could have remained hypnotised by Ember like Tucker did, but on the other, the whole thing would be sort of pointless if she didn’t know something must have happened to Danny for him to suddenly ignore her and be all over Sam. This scenario could have been set up in two or three different acts, so to speak. 

On the first one, Valerie could have no idea what’s going on and initially think Danny’s just dumped her for Sam, which would upset her a great deal and make her angrily call off their relationship. On the second one, while conducting her own investigation regarding Ember parallel to Team Phantom’s she could have come to realise it was her doing Danny was acting like that. What she didn’t understand was why. All other victims of her brainwashing were simply obsessed with her, why would Ember need to have Danny, of all people, obsessed with Sam? 

And the third and final one would be post-spell, where Danny tells her some excuse (like, “I was ast the wrong place, at the wrong time” or something), and Valerie seemingly buys his apology, though some spike of suspicion still remains: was it all really just coincidence, or was Danny actually hiding something from her? And was it all just a spell, or does he really have feelings for Sam, after all?

Following up on that, there’s Danny. It’s only logical he’d be horrified at finding out he’d been (temporarily) dumped by his girlfriend because, due to some love spell, he’d fallen madly in love with his best friend. 

So his already frightening fury at Ember for the ramifications of her actions would only increase tenfold, because the pain from the experience would have doubled down as well. First, Sam has to break his heart to break the spell (ouch!), then he realises he’s been “crushing” on his best friend while he already has a girlfriend (double ouch!), and then he learns said girlfriend has broken up for him for reasons that were, quite literally, out of his control (YEOWCH!). 

To say he would be pissed would be an understatement. 

So the experience wouldn’t just leave him trying his damnest to make it up to Valerie and feeling guilty over something that wasn’t even his fault but, depending on the direction you want to take this, also mixed feelings? Because, why did Ember target Sam specifically, when she could have gone after Valerie just as easily during the battle? Was it because she was an easier target? Because, unlike Valerie who still hates Danny Phantom, Sam seemed to worry about his safety and Ember misunderstood the situation? Or did she see something else buried deep within their interactions? 

Could it be he actually has feelings for Sam?

And what better way to end this analysis than with Sam’s own feelings?

Ok, so in this scenario she would already be carrying a lot of pent-up frustration, jealousy, and heartbreak from seeing Danny and Valerie together, something she’s managed to hide...with questionable results. 

However, because she apparently wasn’t dealing with enough as it was, now a ghost diva has put Danny under a spell that makes him think only about her. Many other cartoons would play this as that golden chance to live out your dreams and experience what a real relationship with your crush would be like...only for the character to eventually grow frustrated of their crush’s obsessive behaviour under the spell. 

But this is Danny Phantom, and just like it (thankfully) wasn’t the case in the original episode, neither will it be here. 

Mostly because Sam has a few problems with the arrangement. 

First, it wouldn’t be a real relationship, because that’s something Danny already has with Valerie, not her. And as much as it pains her, the best she can do for her best friend is step aside (though that doesn’t mean she won’t remind him of the inherent danger in dating an enemy bent on his destruction at any given chance). Just like the sole fact that he’s been roped into it by a love spell meant to distract him only serves to drive the point that it’s nothing but an illusion further home. 

It’s not a real relationship until Danny has a say in it.

And second, because now it’s not just forcing her to consider if she wants a relationship with Danny before she’s ready; it’s a constant reminder of what she could have, but can’t, not really, because Danny is not hers, but Valerie’s.

And I just think there is something inherently heartbreaking in that. Not only are you forced to see the person you love with someone else, while being incapable of doing anything about it (among others things because it would just be selfish), but then you are presented with an opportunity of what it could be, but won’t. Sam would be forced to watch how, no matter the circumstances, Danny slips through her fingertips. 

And just...that’s just breaks me, you know?

I don’t know, I just think it’d be a great opportunity for character exploration and some drama lol. 

Well, this got incredibly long and I don’t even know if I made any sense, but thanks for sticking with me anyway! I’d love to hear your thoughts on the matter :)

#danny phantom #dp analysis #danny phantom analysis #fanning the flames #flirting with disaster #danny fenton #sam manson #valerie gray #ember mclain #tucker foley #Amethyst Ocean #gray ghost #danny/sam #danny/valerie #nickelodeon #nicktoons

[ailendolin]

Thanks for tagging me @viola-halogen!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

199 at the moment. Which is a little insane.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

1,054,233

3. What fandoms do you write for?

At the moment, I mainly write for BBC Ghosts, Yonderland and Bill (2015) and Horrible Histories. I have posted a few Loki fics recently as well because the new season came out and inspired me but it's back to Ghosts now.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

1. When Sorrow Sang (6,806 kudos - The Witcher)

2. Helpless (2,215 kudos - Thor Movies)

3. For The Best (2,190 - Stranger Things)

4. Here With Me (1,952 - Thor Movies)

5. A Moment (858 - Loki Series)

All those fics were written for large fandoms so it's no surprise they gained more attention than, say, my Six Idiots fics)

5. Do you respond to comments?

Absolutely! Fandom thrives on interaction and the reason I post my fics online is because I want to talk about my favourite characters with other people! That's how I have found my closest fandom friends :)

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Mhm, I think my Capvers fic Missed Chances probably fits that bill. Also Attentions (Kendall/Ellis of Woolworth), my 1917 fic God is not here and my Hornblower fic Cast aside.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Since most of my stories end on a happy note, it's hard to pick just one out of the 199. I think I'll go with my Thomas-centric fic The Storyteller because it focuses on Thomas finding his place in his family through storytelling and ends on a very heartwarming note. The same goes for Renovations.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I haven't so far, thank the gods. I honestly don't get why people would comment hateful things on something other people share for free. If you don't like something, just close the tab and move on. It's as simple as that.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

No and I never will. I have alluded to it in some stories if it was necessary for the plot (like in Compromise which was all about Thomas and Julian needing different things from their relationship) but I have no intention of ever writing it in detail because it's just not my cup of tea.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I do - very rarely because I like to stay true to canon as much as possible. Crossovers or alternate universes often don't work for me because too much gets changed and the characters often become unrecognisable in the process. But I am very fond of my Button House Museum AU which is essentially a crossover between Ghosts and Night At The Museum where Button House is an old museum that comes to life every night thanks to ancient Stone Circle magic.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not as far as I know.

12. Does not exist apparently

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Have I? I don't think so. I have collaborated with an artist before for an event but that's it, I think.

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

I don't have one all-time favourite ship because I don't move on from fandoms. Once I love something, I love it with my whole heart. There might come a point where it stops consuming my every waking thought but it will always stay with me. Some of my oldest ships are Janeway/Chakotay from Star Trek Voyager, Sam Carter/Jack O'Neill from Stargate SG1 and Mulder/Scully from the X-Files.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I have had a third installment for my The Pacific series Moments of a Different Past planned years ago. A part of it is already written and I know exactly where I want the story to go but I'll probably never finish it which makes me a bit sad.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Oh this is difficult. I'd say conveying emotions and writing fics that feel like a warm hug? At least that's what people tell me they like about my stories - that they almost always end on a warm note and make them smile.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Dialogue, probably. Getting the voices right. English is my second language so dialects etc. often go straight over my head. Writing in a second language can be quite frustrating in general because you're aware your knowledge is limited and you keep catching yourself using the same phrases over and over again but don't really have the skills to shake it up a little.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I'm honestly not a fan of it. I think the odd word or phrase here or there is fine but as a reader, I find it very tedious to have to go to the end of a fic/chapter for the translation all the time so it's something I personally try to avoid (both when reading and writing).

19. First fandom you wrote for?

I honestly don't remember. Perhaps Digimon? Or Yu-Gi-Oh? Though tbf I've daydreamed fics even before I knew what fanfiction were or even thought about writing them down, so if we were to go that far back, it would probably be Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman.

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

Oh, that's so hard to say because I pour my heart and soul into every fic I write. That being said, I am very fond of the multi-chaptered fics I've written, so Grace and This place (I never thought would feel like home) are definitely among my favourite BBC Ghosts fic. The Sound of Voices Two and The Rivers Between Us for The Pacific are two fics I also love to go back to and re-read. Sometimes, it's not a specific fic but rather the universe that connects them that I have created. My Yonderland fics fall into that category and it's always a joy to return to it.

Tagging: @magicaltear @ginevralinton and @i-am-a-world but as always no pressure💙

#tag game #fanfiction #writing

[seleeenaaa]

Been thinking about LnL2

I was reading a fanfic about Elizabeth, Lucky, Jason, and Jake after the Metro Court Crisis in 2007, and Lucky in this fanfic said something that got me really thinking about LnL2. I believe Elizabeth’s first love (high school sweetheart) is Lucky, and Lucky’s first love (high school sweetheart) is Elizabeth. And you know the saying about first love is hard to break, but General Hospital should have kept it as first love/ high school sweetheart who stayed as best friends after their end in 2001. Hear me out before the fans come at me about this pairing. 

Their first go-around, which I loved watching, was 1998-1999. I call this era the Sweetheart era when they learned about love and relationships. The two wild children find love after a horror-filled Valentine's Day. It was cute and sweet for two 15-18-year-olds in love, but it was cut short when Lucky was kidnapped, and Elizabeth grieved who she thought was dead. Maybe if Lucky stayed, we would have a better chance, but not all high school sweethearts stay together. 

Their second go-around was around 2000-2002. I call this era the Toxic era when they believed they had to be the be-all and end-all. The ADULTS in this era should have realized that 18-year-old Elizabeth should have saved her 18-year-old boyfriend but that another fight for later. I believe Elizabeth was abandoned by her parents and siblings, so she didn’t want to do that with Lucky. Elizabeth and Lucky had grown apart and wanted other people and things. Still, because people around them make them feel and because of Elizabeth’s abandoned issues, we had the most toxic era of this supercouple. At this point, Elizabeth isn’t in love with Lucky, and Lucky is undoubtedly not in love with her. Lucky began to be emotionally and verbally abusive to Elizabeth, and we can add this was because of the brainwashing and the forcing of them together.

Their third go around was my second go around because I saw it for what I thought it was in 2005-2007. This was the Comfortable era, in which they tried hard to break up multiple times, but no one would let them. Lucky wanted his chance with Emily, but Emily wanted Nikolas. Elizabeth just wanted a father for her son Cameron and not to be alone. So, Lucky and Elizabeth started to go on friendly dates, which ended up with them trying again. But here is the thing for me: Lucky was too involved with the Nikolas-Emily thing, and Elizabeth agreed to help Jax and Courtney with a child. Then, when Lucky was hurt, he chose another woman instead of leading his wife, and Elizabeth was dealing with Manny; she led another man. Both slept with another person. However, no one in 2006 wanted them to break up because people thought they were meant to be. However, I think Elizabeth and Lucky were so comfortable with each other, and it was easy on days when their world wasn’t blowing up. But when their world is going to shit, they turn to others because they don’t see each other as equals. Some people are like this with their best friends, which I think they are now. They were best friends who married each other because it was easy and the ones they wanted weren’t available. It almost ended their friendship because of all the lying they did. 

The last go-around, 2009-2010, was the End of an era in which Elizabeth FF never wanted Lucky near their favourite again. I have to say, if you ever want to end a super couple and never have them together again, just look at this era of LnL2 because it was toxic and downright nasty. The End of an Era of LnL2 came in because they had the first Lucky back, and they ruined everything that Elizabeth and GV’s Lucky rebuilt after the Comfortable era. Lucky wanted Sam and Rebecca, but suddenly, he wanted Elizabeth, and they got engaged. While Elizabeth was dealing with her break up with Jason, she suddenly wanted Lucky and to have Lucky’s baby. Yeah, that was writers who wanted to test if JJ and RH still have it, and they did, but it didn’t fit with where Lucky and Elizabeth were at the time. Having Lucky throw her rape in her face and Elizabeth having a mental breakdown finding out that she is having Aiden was the ending point because Lucky would have never done that to Elizabeth. To his own mother, yes, because we have seen it. Making Elizabeth’s mental breakdown about Lucky finding out about Nikolas and her was a choice because it could have been everything that happened to her over the five years. But hey, at least LnL2 had their supercouple baby in Aiden. 

They had to trash both characters to try and keep them in their super-couple pairing because both characters had outgrown their relationship the moment Lucky came back from the fire. Yes, 2005 was great for them, but I personally saw it as them being best friends who decided to raise a baby together. This has created a better relationship for them as friends and given them a lot of storylines. They should have ended this couple when Elizabeth gave in to her feelings for Jason, and Lucky felt something for Maxie, who had a crush on him. Elizabeth and Lucky were each other's first love and high school sweethearts, and they should have turned into best friends and godparents to each other's children, not the two extra eras where they hurt and basically killed any good memories fans had for the pairing. 

#general hospital #gh

[lovelymindescape]

Heya love, I wanted to request a lotr matchup pls? I'd prefer a third age man, but feel free to pick whoever you think fits best !🌿🤍

I'm Anna, aries ☀️ leo 🌙 libra ⬆️, so I very much got a tamper but I appear pretty calm and collected most of the time.

I'm 5'4", 21 years old, I've got very long dark brown hair down over my hips, my eyes are also dark brown. I've got kinda tan skin. I don't personally think I'm that short, but my friends are all taller than me.

I can be a bit shy and awkward at first, but I've gotten a little more confident over the years. I tend overthink a lot, sometimes my brain can't stop running in circles. That's why I'm not a very spontaneous person. I may not forget, but I certainly forgive, since I can be a bit of a people pleaser (thats gotten better too tho). I'm smart and a quick learner. I'm also stubborn and don't cope well with being criticised by friends or family.

I like staying in reading or watching films, amd i love autumn. I'm studying textile design, so I like knitting, sewing, crafting, I started making my own clothes a few years ago. Other than that I also draw a lot. I played a few instruments in my life, currently trying to teach myself how to play the ukulele, and I like singing. I'm interested in mythologies and lore.

My favourite musical artists are hozier, suki waterhouse, taylor swift, johnny flynn and florence&the machine 🤍

That's it, I think 🥰 I'd love a match up💕 anyway, I hope you have a lovely day! 🌿🤍

All the best,

Anna🌿✨️🌼

You gave me much Information to work with <3 please tell me how you liked it 🥰

I ship you with

FRODO

you'd been friends since childhood

you both were inseparable , where one was the other wasn't far away

so it's not very impossible to fall for eachother

you'd been pinning over eachother since teenage years

you were on a birthday partie , frodo drank only a bit to much , so while you both were dancing he blurted out that he liked you

at first you were overwhelmed by his drunken confession but soon you just tried to forgot , he was drunk

you couldn't get it out of your head , so you confronted him the next day , you didn't want to let go of the hope that he liked you to

so then he confessed sober , you did the same than it was a bit akward for both of you

the next day you both stayed in because of the bad weather so you two met up , and did reading dates

so you just sat there reading and telling the other one stories and tales

for your 5 month anniversary , you knitted him a sweater and he'd go out telling everyone about how cool his girlfriend is and how many things she can do

he is your Number 1 supporter

Dates in autumm under a tree on a handmade bench watching the leaves fall

he would let you do all planning

he's not that jealous but if someone comes to close , he's ready to throw hands but gets hold back by sam

expect surprise visits and much cuddles

It's such a loving , wholesome and healthy relationship

#lotr fandom #lotr fanfic #the lord of the rings #lord of the rings #middle earth #frodo baggins #frodo x reader #lotr frodo

[h-worksrambles]

What if Sam & Max got another cartoon?

The Sam & Max animated series holds a very special place in my heart. While perhaps not my absolute favourite incarnation of the two (though it’s close), it still keeps up this series’ very high level of quality, and is probably one more the more overlooked shows of its era. Furthermore, it’s also probably the iteration of the franchise that I most want to see get a revival. Partly because it’s just a very good, but also very short show that deserved more episodes. But also because I think it has a fair bit of untapped potential, to take all the best bits of the animated series we got, and turn it into something even better. So I thought I’d make a short numbered list exploring some things I would like to see if these two got another chance to grace our screens. I may do also do a future post on what I would like to see in a new Sam & Max videogame. With all that said, let’s get crackin’!

1. Target a (slightly) older demographic

The cartoon is distinct as being the only version of Sam & Max to be explicitly marketed at kids. And much of this has to do with it originally airing on Fox Kids. While I think the writers did an excellent job with what they had, and maintained much of the spirit of the series with those constraints, it’s hard not to imagine what they could have done with more freedom. To clarify, I don’t exactly want the seres to go hard R. Even at its edgiest, Sam & Max has typically between quite tame by the standards of adult animation as we know it today. The games have never gone over a T rating and the comics’ content was never above the level a teenager could handle. But when you read through the official sketchbook and see how many fun jokes were cut, I can’t help but wonder just how hamstrung the writers were by the need to keep things mostly family friendly. Even if the show still got away with a lot...

...Moving right along... 2. Draw more inspiration from the comic.

One of my personal favourite parts of the cartoon is how much it adapted from the original comics. Characters like the Rubber Pants Commandos showed up as cameos. Comic baddy Mack Salmon became a recurring antagonist. And the show did the best it could within its budget to recreate the comics’ art style, included its hyper detailed, gag laden backgrounds. One of the best episodes is a direct adaptation of one of my favourite of the comics, Bad Day on the Moon, bringing it to life with full colour, animation and voice acting. All I can say is, do that but...more. Adapt one or two of the other comics in a handful of episodes. This also builds handily off point 1. Maybe a kids’ show would have struggled to adapt Monkey’s Violating the Heavely Temple, in which the main villain dies of spontaneous combustion on-screen. But with the added freedom of a higher age rating, maybe that could actually be done (since that was the very first comic it could actually make for a solid pilot). But this goes further than just direct adaptation. Incorporate ate more comic characters like Flint Paper. And, especially, lean more into the stylism of a comic. Occasionallly the show would feature things like closing out an episode with the image of an actual comic back cover closing over. Why not do more of that? Have scene transitions that resemble panel transitions, add comic captions with additional blink-and-you’ll-miss-it gags. Make the whole show feel like a comic book come to life. The comics are in some ways still the purest expression of what Sam & Max is, and I see nothing wrong with taking more cues from it.

3. More recurring characters, less one-offs

One thing I’ve noticed in my time in the Sam & Max fandom, is that the current fans really like the show’s new characters. Newcomers like the Geek, Granny Ruth, John the gator and Lorne, the wonderfully hateable Friend For Life, are all pretty well-liked by fans. 

  It’s odd, therefore, that most of them...aren’t in it all that much.  Lorne gets two episodes as the main antagonist, and a cameo in a third. And he’s frankly one of the luckiest ones. Despite being a fan favourite, Granny Ruth only has a single 10 minute episode. Checking the series bible also suggests other characters were planned to be recurring cast members, but were ultimately cut. The character Ms. Honeybunny was orignally going to be Sam & Max’s landlady, but ultimately only had a very different, much smaller role in Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang. And Mack Salmon? The show’s supposed big bad lifted from the comics? Two episodes, one of which is the finale. Now I absolutely think supporting characters can work well in Sam & Max. I have a whole other piece going into why. So I think these characters deserve more time to shine, especially the Geek, who I’ll talk about more in a later section.

To achieve this without drastically overinflating the show’s scope and run-time, it may be worth cutting down on the sheer number of one off characters and villains. If there’s one area I consider a weak point of the cartoon, it’s these guys. Does anyone really have any investment in Larvo? Did we need the incel moles? Are any fans clamouring for a return of Lactose the Intolerant? And hot take, Gary the psychic kid wasn’t sweet, he was just annoying, sorry-not-sorry. I’m not saying you can have no one off characters. But maybe cut down on the amount to make room for a slightly beefed up recurring cast. (Side note: but it’s worth pointing out that the cartoon-exclusive characters are still owned by Fox, and it would require some legal finagling to get them back. But even if these characters specifically couldn’t return, my points about the pros of an extended cast still stand).  Speaking of...

4. Use the Geek more, you cowards!

The Geek is simultaneously one of the most distinct aspects of this version of Sam & Max while also being the most under-used. Sam & Max’s tech supplier and resident girl-in -the-chair, she provided the duo with wacky inventions to solve cases with, while playing the role of deadpan snarking straight-woman to their insanity. Despite being effectively a studio mandated inclusion, a trend that has previously fallen flat in other shows, she actually works really well in Sam & Max’s dynamic, and there’s almost an implied screwed-up found family aspect between the three given that she’s living in their basement. Unfortunately, the fact that she was studio mandated is the most likely reason why she’s barely in the show. Whether for fear that she would mess up the pair’s dynamic, or just resentment at being foisted with her in the first place, the writers seemed hesistant to use her more than the bare minimum. She gets little to no screen time in the handful of episodes where she’s present, outside of one episode where she is kind of the focus.

  Still, as I said, I think that, despite the writers’ reservations, the Geek proved herself and succeeded where other kid avatars failed. And I would like a revival to use her to her full potential. Let her come on a case or two. Give her an episode where she’s the clear focus. And most of all, let her be a full-on mad scientist, every bit as morally ambiguous as her kinda-sorta dads. This is a girl who should be building deaths rays and running highly unethical experiments in her lab because it’s a Tuesday and she’s bored. I also wouldn’t mind playing up the found family angle she has with Sam & Max, but not too much. Sam & Max has always been really good at creating a believable relationship between its leads without being too saccharine. As much as I love how fans have run with the interpretation that the Geek is their adopted daughter I wouldn’t want to overplay it and try too hard to be cutesy or cloying. This franchise is classier than that. Basically, I want more of the energy encapsuated in this one scene from the show.

  Effervescent.

5. Have some nods to the wider series, but not too many

  Since I went on about taking more from the comic and having more recurring characters, you may be wondering if I want to see references to, or characters from, the video games in a cartoon revival. The answer is...kinda. Much as I enjoy the recurring cast of the Telltale games, and as much as I feel Hit the Road’s characters are actually super underrated, I do wonder if this could turn into overkill. Part of the charm of Sam & Max is its relative lack of canon. Every incarnation is distinct and so you can start wherever you like and have a good time. If Telltale characters were showing up every episode, the show would risk feeling less like its own thing, and being its own thing in the franchise was part of what made the cartoon so charming.

 The best blueprint for the approach to fanservice I would want actually comes from the recent game, This Time It’s Virtual. While my feelings on this entry are admittedly mixed, one thing it nails is being an absolute love letter to the series without risking continuity lockout. Most of its homages to the rest of the franchise are in off-hand references, or background gags. These are a treat for fans, without leaving newcomers confused. It’s still a solid jumping on point if you should choose to start there. Likewise, I would like to see the show reference the video games, but not too much. Maybe I don’t want Sybil and Bosco every episode, but you could perhaps use Bosco in one episode plotline based around his paranoia and absurd prices, getting the gist of his character across to newbies with no other knowledge required, and leave it at that. Or maybe Sybil gets one episode instead, hiring the two out for a case and switching jobs three or so times across the episode. Or perhaps a Conroy Bumpus revenge episode. And I’d say that much, at most. I see no problem drawing freely from the comic since that’s effectively the series’ source text. But as for the rest of the franchise, by all means homage it, but don’t go overboard. Throw the fans a bone while still letting the show stand on its own.   ...And that’s pretty much all my ideas for what I would like to see in a new Sam & Max cartoon! Oh, and before you ask about voices, while I would love to see David Nowlin and Rob Tinkler, my favourite Sam & Max respectively, perform together, this would likely be decided by the logistics of where the show was produced and what voice actor union the creative team would be pulling from. So I would be entirely open to new voice actors, or old ones returning, I wouldn’t mind either way. 

  I hope this was a fun read and that you’ll join me in keeping your fingers crossed that, one day, we will get another TV series with these goofballs. If you have any ideas of your own for what a new cartoon would look like, feel free to leave a reply. I’d love to see other folks’ ideas too!  

#sam and max #sam and max freelance police #adventures of sam and max freelance police #cartoon revival #thought experiment #i wax poetic about a show that will probably never happen #hey i'm not talking about video games this time! #...kinda

[real-artemis-hexley]

The Vaulties - Day 1

Al wanted to join in @hphmmatthewluther’s Vaulties challenge but she’s on holiday at the moment and let’s be honest we hear from her ALL the time. So I’m taking over. I don’t actually know what brainrots and blorbos are but I do know that I am her favourite and also I have better taste in music than she does. This week, I’m going to talk to you each day about some of the songs in the playlists for the stories Al has written about me.

All the songs I’m going to talk about today are in this playlist:

The Mystery At Hogwarts

Telegram Sam - a telegram is what Muggles had instead of owl post before they invented phones and stuff. An owl delivered my Hogwarts letter when I was eleven. Now that I’m an adult, I want to get an owl called Telegram Sam.

Bad Reputation - I had a bad reputation when I first got to Hogwarts because of my bloody brother.

You’re My Best Friend - this song reminds me of Rowan, because she’s my best friend.

Saturday Night’s Alright for Fighting - I had a duel with Merula in my first year and I won. She still says I cheated but that’s because she’s a sour loser, even now.

One Way Or Another - This song is about not giving up on finding a person no matter what happens. That’s how I felt about my brother when I was young and stupid.

The Secret Staircase

Take On Me - in my second year I met Bill and I had to convince him to let me take him on as my assistant. I beat him in a duel, too. He says it was a draw. Guess who is also not very good at losing…

Eye Of The Tiger - Al said that this is a good “training montage” song. I don’t know what a training montage is, but we did a lot of training for the first time we went into a Cursed Vault.

Immigrant Song - this song is about fighters in a land of ice and snow, kind of like we were in the Ice Vault.

Here Comes The Sun - I love this song. At one point it says “it feels like ice is finally melting” which is what happened after we broke the curse.

The Figures In The Shadows

Thriller - this song is about scary things and monsters, like Boggarts. If there was a song to summerise summarise my third year at Hogwarts, this would be it.

Rosanna - in my third year I met my friend Madam Rosmerta. There’s no songs called Rosmerta, which is a shame, but this is a good song and it’s close enough.

Hound Dog - my Crup Scully lives with my uncle because Fergus hates him and he destroys furniture. He’s not a very good Crup but I love him. This song is about a naughty dog, I think.

Rebel Rebel - In third year I first went to Zonkos and also I met Tulip Karasu. She was friends with Tonks at school and they were both rebels.

Blackbird - this is the song that I sang for my Frog Choir audition. Merula’s mum used to sing it to her as a little girl, because apparently her name means blackbird in some language, I dunno.

Uptown Girl - Billy Joel was a poor boy in love with a rich girl who he thought was out of his league, just like Bill Weasley was with Emily Tyler, except Emily wasn’t out of his league, she was just a skank.

#my story #artemis hexley #behind the scenes #the Vaulties #Spotify #artemis’s magical musical mystery tour

[pridewon]

@deepsets​ said:  ok cha are u ready 18, 12, 14, 6 :smirk: for iwaoi (sms prompts) 18. a drunk text && 12. an accidental text && 14. a text that wasn’t sent && 6. a taunting text.

“Laura, give it back!” “Nuh-huh, it’s mine now! Where are your pictures? I wanna see all your embarrassing pictures!” Iwaizumi lounges forward; but his friend is too quick, and less inebriated, and definitely protected by their three other friends who seem to delight in Hajime’s current predicament. Alcohol and Hajime tend to mix well... until they don’t anymore because he has had one too many - strangely, his new friends in Irvine seem particularly keen on encouraging such slip-ups (and usually happily partake). He has long lost track of the number of empty glasses the waiters have already cleared from their table at their favourite bar - a cosy little place near the beach, all draped in rainbow colours in honour of Pride (Hajime had never really heard of the concept before coming here... and has since come to the conclusion that there is something pretty cool and hopeful about it). 

And the evening would be cosy too... if only they hadn’t taken his damn phone hostage. Phone that, apparently, decides to betray him by letting out a distinctive ‘ding!’ after Laura has already secured it by half climbing up on her girlfriend’s shoulders (Sam does not seem to complain). “Oh oh oh! Whozzat from? Okay wait lemme pactice my hiragana... To... o... ru -  TOORU? THE TOORU?” YOU’RE DRUNK, SHUT UP AND GIVE IT BACK!” “Damn, Hajime, your English gets ten times better when you’re drunk and mad.” Sam comments, placidly.

This is bad. All of them have heard about Tooru before - his childhood best friend, his volleyball partner, Argentina’s most promising setter. Hajime has not figured out yet what it is, that got into their head - something he had said about Tooru, or the way he had said it... no matter what it is, it seemed they had all, collectively, more or less subtly at first (definitely not subtly when alcohol is involved), that whatever bond exists between him and Oikawa stretches a bit further than a simple friendship.

And every time they call him out, ask prodding questions, innocently ask him to show them videos of Oikawa’s latest performance... Iwaizumi struggles to find ground to completely deny their veiled assumptions. And perhaps it’s for the best... until Laura keeps his phone hostage right when an opening for a terrible idea appears. “You know what, I think you should let Tooru know how much fun you’re having... wait here!” With a cackle and ignoring all of Hajime’s protests, she takes a picture of the room (rainbow flags hanging from the walls and couples moving to the beat of the latest hit from a local LGBT+ radio station) (can you get any more Californian? Yuyang, their third acolyte, had asked, while sporting her own black and purple nailpolish for the month); and starts typing. “Okay, that’s enough.” Hajime grunts, to intoxicated not to climb up on a table to retrieve the precious device. “Noooo I’m almost done! Hajime you can’t-  wah!”

Well, if this isn’t the consequences of my own actions. The both of them freeze, Hajime’s fingers gripped around Laura’s wrist and fingers almost on the phone... well. Technically, already on the tactile screen.

“... Hajime, I think you sent it.” “WHAT??” “‘s not my phone you came at me like a brute!” “What did you send them??” Finally, Hajime retrieves his phone; frantically, he opens his recent messages...

And freezes.

[to: tooru - 19:35] yooooooo bet yuo wishh you wereh ere!! happy priiiiiiiide my best friend in the wohle wide woldr!!! come to cali next yaer!!!!!

“... I fucking hate you.” “I knoooow. You still owe me a drink though!” “I’m going outside for a bit.” Why??” “You know why!!” Ugh, this girl, he swears -- he is fuming, still, when he steps outside and is caught in marine breeze; starts cooling down, once his feet hit the sand and the murmur of the rumbling ocean permeates his bubble. Hajime looks down at his phone. Oikawa hasn’t seen the text yet... he can still salvage this, right?

[draft to: tooru - 19:40] hey. sorry, that was my friend, she’s super drunk and took my phone, ignore her. sorry about that.

Hajime’s finger hovers over the send button...  ... hm. I mean, it is Pride month... Hajime would be one hell of a sorry excuse of a friend if he didn’t send them his wishes, right? Plus, they’ll probably guess based on tone alone he wasn’t the one to write this text (Oikawa would know him by a single comma if challenged, he knows it).  And he does want them to come to California. So, really, Laura hasn’t lied. Only created circumstances one could call misleading. 

Except Hajime is, maybe, a little tired of being dishonest. And words may be lacking still, but something in the pit of his stomach has already started to settle; and maybe that text isn’t as misleading as a younger, more closed-off Hajime would have wanted to believe. Iwaizumi sighs and shakes his head; and deletes the draft. Ah, well. Oikawa will read it, probably have a million questions, and ask them all the very next day while he nurtures his hangover in bed. But that’s a tomorrow problem, so - might as well wait and see what happens next, right? 

#deepsets #(iwaizumi; interactions) #me arbitrarily deciding that iwa's cali friends were the og iwaoi shippers #i'm so sorry tooru he lost control of what happened #also happy pride bc it was yesterday here B) #where did my resolution to keep ask answers short? gone after three replies hahahaha

[cobbbvanth]

top five spn episodes!

hi moogs!!! well since you asked...

4x22 Lucifer Rising - it's one of my earliest memories of the show, and I still stand by it being the best episode (in terms of character, script, execution, theme) in it's entire run. I mean the entirety of Dean in the green room?? and it gets progressively bleaker as the angel plot is revealed?? while Sam is out murdering some poor woman because he's in peak demon blood sam era?? you guys aren't in this part // we're making it up as we go HELLO?????

12x12 Lily Sunder Has Some Regrets - this episode has everything: bitchy cas (HE WAS SO RIGHT FOR IT THOUGH), married™ destiel, exasperated third wheel Sam(rip), angel plot, isham/lily/dean/cas ~parallels~ for days, dean he's-MY-friend-so-BACK-OFF winchester, team free will resolution at the end. truly thee episode of all time

14x14 Ouroborus - it's just chill and fun isn't it? the gorgon dude giving his ALL. domestic deancas heart to hearts over coffee while jack is trying to hide his weakening powers. rowena and sam figuring it all out with their many books. also steve yockey my best friend steve yockey

9x21 King of the Damned - tbh couldn't tell you what sam and dean were doing... interrogating maybe? cas was being an angel army girlboss or something. but gavin macleod??? my best friend. my underappreciated fave. crowley my best guy. abaddon coming it just to fuck shit up. top tier episode

TIE: 1x03 Dead in the Water // 3x11 Mystery Spot - I simply can't separate them I'm sorry, but they're my favourite episodes specific to dean and sam respectively. 1x03 showed us all we needed to know about dean in the third episode. he's traumatised by his circumstances but he had to be strong for sam, for his dad. he's good with kids. he cares so MUCH about people he doesn't even know. zeppelin rules. 3x11 is just. it's so fun. it's also heartbreaking. it's iconic, and another one of my earliest spn memories. I love it

ask me my 'top 5' anything

#moogs bestie you really got me going asghdkgl IM SORRY (although not really) #you unleashed pandora's box #it's been a while since I've felt this many positive emotions towards spn so thank you <3 #honorable mention to 9x11 first born for peak chaotic sastiel energy #ask game #spn #about me