#the great burden of being a bartender | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

thedeviltohisangel · 1 month

Text

All The Things I Did (5): I Hope I Don't Lose You

a/n: THE SEXUAL TENSION IS PARTIALLY BROKEN. let us all rejoice! light smut ahead but so worth it for these two to finally make each other cum, okay? this should mean inbox is open for sexy times discussions. i promise cass will let john love her soon, she is just scared, ok? they have their first fight but we will survive. standing by to chat//accept blurbs and asks and prompts. love you guys xoxo

warnings: smut

Cass was at a table in the corner of the social club when John and Curt entered. She had skipped out on interrogation, more curious about the envelope Mary had said had come for her marked as urgent from Washington. In it was the identity of the new Commanding Officer for the 100th Bomber Group, slated to arrive the next day. It was none other than Colonel Chick Harding.

She had met Chick Harding in London on her way to Thorpe Abbotts. Her first test as a field officer was to conduct a suitability assessment of a RAF officer one of her colleagues at the embassy was hoping to turn into a source. Cass had been making great progress, her nerves fading the longer she realized she was good at this, when Colonel Harding had made his presence known.

Since she was a teenager, Cass was used to men of all ages flirting with her. Remarking on her dress or her hair or her smile. It always made her feel icky but her older sister told her it was the price for being pretty. Harding had flirted with her, hadn’t tried to hide it, but it was different. Not forceful. Not relentless. Not like he was trying to use his rank to convince her of a certain outcome. After the circumstances under which she had left South Carolina, the attention had been welcome. Reminded her she wasn’t soiled goods. She knew it couldn’t be more than that and was on her way to her flat for the night when the Colonel had slipped a piece of paper into her hand. It made her laugh, the instructions on where she would be able to find him after the party. She hadn’t used them but they had made her feel giddy. And now it looked like Colonel Harding was set to become a more permanent presence in her life.

“You’re looking particularly pensive tonight.” She looked up from the packet at the sound of John’s voice, a glass bottle of Coke placed in front of her and two rocks glasses of whiskey placed across from her.

“Huglin’s been relieved of his command. Just reading some background on the new Colonel.” He pressed a thumb to the crease between her eyebrows to smooth it out.

“No talk of work,” he muttered as he leaned in for a kiss. She obliged him gently and let him pull her off the chair. “You know I love this song.”

“You love every song,” she giggled as he led her into a spin. He caught her against his chest and shared in her laugh.

“With you as my partner, how couldn’t I?” Their lips met halfway and he lifted her slightly to save the strain of going on her tippy toes. “I always ask you to dance but somehow we always get distracted from the actual dancing.”

“I’ve been told I have that effect on people. Handsome men in particular.”

“Ah, you talk to a lot of handsome men recently?” He dropped her into a dip playfully.

“I’m surrounded by them but one in particular…one in particular has caught my eye.” Her forehead rested against the side of the neck as he pulled her back up.

“Tell me about him.”

“He’s one of the most intelligent men I’ve ever met. Has this little curl that falls onto his forehead that drives me crazy. Says things he means and makes me feel…,” she swallowed thickly and John nodded. He was giving her permission to say it. Validating that it was true. “Loved.” The sound of the band and the bartender pouring drinks and the white noise of conversation faded into the sound of her heart beating in her ears.

“Cass,” he started, ready to say those three words. Once and for all get them off his chest and into the atmosphere. Relieve himself of the burden of knowledge and hopefully accept hers in return.

“Not yet.” He froze and took a step back at her words. “I know you tried the other night and I just opened the door again but not yet.” Not when the other paper in that folder had said what they had. That she was selected for an operation into Berlin. An operation that had been unsuccessful three previous times. An operation where the last agent had come home draped in an American flag.

“Right. You say all those things and I’m just supposed to keep suffocating on my own words.” He backed away from her, Cass not used to this sense of dread in her chest. “You know, emotions aren’t inherently dangerous. You’re allowed to have them, Lieutenant.” She almost recoiled from the use of her rank. He downed his two previous glasses with ease and moved towards the bar to refill them.

“John, it’s for good reason. Trust me,” she pleaded as she reached for his arm.

“I’m sure it’s too classified for someone like me. I’m not worth the risk, right?”

“What? I’ve brought you in as much as I could! Shared everything with you-” One more glass of whiskey went down his throat. “You were the one I asked for when I got off that plane. The one I reached for because I knew you would make me feel safe.” A single tear rolled down her cheek and she wiped it away with anger. Another whiskey as he clenched his fist at the memory.

“That feeling I had running towards you. That feeling I had when that son of a bitch got in the way of reaching you.” He brought her hand to rest flat against his chest. “The way I felt when you told me I was yours. That is what is trapped in here, Cass. That is what you aren’t letting me express to you.”

“If you do, and something happens to me, I’ll never forgive myself.” John was Air Exec. He’d be safe on the ground, in a control tower, locked away in an office to wait out this war. He had an after. Cass wasn’t so sure she was guaranteed the same.

“What aren’t you telling me?”

“I got my next field assignment.” She didn’t elaborate any further but he thinks he was reading the implications behind her eyes.

“When do you leave?” he relented. He regretted spending even a second angry with her now. Regretted being the cause of her tears. Wanted to spend the rest of the night apologizing.

“Soon. They are sending me with a partner for this one, waiting for his arrival.” Cass hugged her arms around herself. She felt cold. Something missing between her and John that had been there earlier in the night. A distance between them she wasn’t used to and didn’t like.

“You going to say goodbye this time?” His fingers twitched to reach out and touch her but it felt wrong. Like the tether between them had snapped and needed more than the setting had to offer to fix it.

“Never goodbye. A see you soon.” John looked up at the ceiling with a pitiful laugh.

“Fuck, Cass, what are we going to do? A flyboy and a spook. We make quite the pair, don’t we?”

“I vaguely remember asking if you were a hotshot the first time I met you.”

“Only one of us has ended up in the medical wing.” Cass snorted and looked away from his analytical gaze. “I’m sorry.” There was a lot left unsaid but it was a start. She opened her mouth to respond when Curt’s voice echoed across the bar.

“Bucky! Round on me, let’s go!”

“I’ll be over in a minute!” He wanted to fix things first. Get back to where they were at the beginning of the night.

“Go. I’ll catch up with you later.” She was reminded that the 100th had lost more than a few men that day and they were there to mourn them in the first place.

“You sure?” She nodded, John leaning in to press a kiss to her forehead. Cass gripped his chin before he could pull away.

“Kiss me properly, Major.” He grinned wickedly, his heart returning to it’s normal rhythm, surging forward to oblige her request. It was hungry and all consuming, frantic and frenzied. John pushed her hair over her shoulder to get a better grip around her cheek and groaned as her hands slid up the front of his chest with a deliberately slow pace. They only separated when the whistles pierced through the veil, John going back in for one, two, three more pecks to her lips before he fully pulled away.

“Does that work?” Her lip slipped between her teeth and she nodded.

“Until later.” His knuckles brushed against her cheek longingly before he disappeared to the other end of the bar with his men. Cass grabbed her folder from the table and disappeared out the back door, ready to retire for the night. A couple hours of sleep would do her and emotionless heart some good.

----

She woke before the sun, the look in John’s eyes seared into her memory. Maybe it wasn’t worth trying to stop him from saying he loved her anymore. Maybe her worry about breaking his heart was misplaced. Cass thinks he would be strong enough to handle it. The longer he was out here, the better he would get at compartmentalizing his emotions. The losses for the 100th had only just begun. She didn’t know how she was supposed to watch him wear them.

Cass needed some fucking air. Hopeful the cold would shock her back into her usual, even keeled self, she slipped her silk robe over her nightgown and stuck her feet into her boots before finding her way outside. She wasn’t surprised to hear voices, assuming Lemmons and his men were up early to work on the planes, but she recognized them with a furrowed brow as she got closer and two figures on top of the plane came into focus. Clearly it had ended up being more than one round.

“Do you feel anything?” That was John. He was holding a bottle of whiskey and his uniform jacket was billowing in the breeze.

“Yeah, I miss those guys,” Curt responded.

“I don’t feel a thing anymore. Unless I’m with Spook.” He smiled wistfully. “With her, I feel everything.”

“She’s good for you. She’s keeping you sane out here.”

“Driving me insane more like it.” He needed to snap out of it. “Can you do me a favor?”

“What?”

“I want you to hit me. I want you to land one right on my beak.” She considered stepping in but was curious to see this play out.

“Major-”

“Don’t give me ‘Major.’” He threw his jacket to the ground. “Ranks off.”

“Stop horsing around.”

“Horsing around? I’m not a horse.” Cass watched him goad and goad Curt until his fist snapped forward and John’s hands flew to his nose.

“Bet you felt that.” She emerged from her hiding spot behind the tail of the plane and John smiled.

“Lieutenant Cooper, can I trust him in your hands for the rest of the night?” Curt hopped down from the wing as she nodded. A kiss on his cheek as a thank you and he was off to try and catch a few moments of sleep.

“Baby, come up here.” He moved to the edge and gripped under her arms, lifting her onto the wing of the plane with an ease that had her feeling warm in the cool early morning air. “What’re you doing out here?” John nuzzled his nose against hers lovingly. It had only been a few hours but he had missed her.

“Going for a walk when I heard a couple of hooligans and decided to check it out in spite of my best judgment.”

“This hooligan never got the chance to properly apologize to you earlier.”

“You have nothing to apologize for.” Her hands rested against his chest and she looked up at him with adoration. “I shouldn’t have shut you down. Losing you scares me more than I know how to say and I’m not used to being scared.” Or used to being in love for that matter.

“My little Spook,” he traced his thumb along her bottom lip, “you don’t have to have your armor up around me.”

“I’m working on it. Just have to be patient with me.” Cass welcomed his kiss and recognized the pleasant ache that was settling between her legs. This man was making her feel things no other had in more ways than one.

“You take all the time you need. I’ll be here.” Call it the effects of alcohol or lack of sleep but John was feeling weightless. Like if he didn’t have her right then and there, he’d float away. “We’ll figure it out together.”

Testing the waters, she undid the knot of his tie. He watched in a daze as his mind tried to catch up with what he thinks she was asking. She tossed it in the same direction he had thrown his jacket.

“John,” she cooed as his mouth watered at her robe slipping off one of her shoulders. “I need you.”

“Tell me where you need me.” Her frustrated groan was swallowed by his kiss, his hands slipping from the small of her back to grab at her ass, his lips moving to latch onto her neck with the goal of leaving a mark.

“Need you everywhere,” she gasped as his tongue soothed over the blossoming accessory he had added to her throat. Cass moved his hand to the hem of her night gown and guided it up and up until his fingertips met her hip bones. He moaned into her kiss as his fingertips teased along the top band of her underwear, tracing down the front of them until he found the spot that made her hips buck.

“Ah, right there?” John removed his hand and caught her as she collapsed into his chest. “I’m going to take care of you, baby, promise. Just not out here.” He jumped down from the wing, reaching to lift her down after him. As soon as her feet hit the ground, her lips were back on his and her fingers were undoing the buttons of his shirt.

“When I said be patient with me I didn’t mean at a glacial pace,” she quipped. He laughed, one thumb stroking over her pulse point in her neck and the other hand pushing her robe off her arms the rest of the way.

“You know how to climb into a B-17 or do you need a hand?”

“I think I’ve made it very clear I need your hand.” She stepped towards the open hatch and gripped the edge before tucking her feet in line with her head and landing in the hull. John can’t deny he got a little harder at the sight. He followed suit and welcomed her into his lap with no reservations now that they were away from any potential prying eyes.

“A dream come fucking true,” he whispered as she stradled him and he got a good look at her. Chest flushed. Hair wild. Nightgown strap slipping down her arm. John hooked a finger under it and slowly helped it the rest of the way, goosebumps sparking on her breasts as they were exposed to his gaze. “Beautiful.” His lips latched around one nipple, her breath catching and back arching to press further into his touch.

“That feels good.” Her voice had an edge to it that drove him wild. His tongue was soft as it lavished against her and her blood rushed between her legs at the thought of what it would feel like there. Where she needed him the most. John hummed as they popped out of his mouth like a lollipop.

“Been dreaming about having you like this,” he whispered as she nipped at his bottom lip. “Dreaming about what was under that lace in your office that day. About the sounds you make when I kiss you…right…here,” his lips attaching to the spot on her throat in question and the moans that gave him a reason to live were music to his ears. And he hadn’t even gotten her sleepwear off yet.

“What else have we been doing in your dreams?” she asked as they kissed languidly. John pressed forward until she was laid gently on her back and her knees fell to the side to accommodate him. He shrugged off his button up and lifted his undershirt over his head, Cass sitting up to kiss across his chest before using his dog tags to pull him back down with her.

“Going to take more than one night to show you.”

“Good,” she smiled sweetly in direct contrast to the sinful state she was in, “I was hoping to keep you around for a little while.” He started at her lips and worked his way down to gently tug her nipples with his teeth before bunching her nightgown at her waist and settling where he had left off on the wing of the plane.

“You always sleep in these delicate, little things?” Of course John had thought about ravishing her. Thought about what she would look like in a thin, silk nightgown in the moonlight. Thought about what might be underneath it. If anything.

“Wouldn’t you like to know.” He would. Desperately. But he settled for kissing the skin where it met the lace, Cass squirming at the affection. “Yes.”

“Yes, what?” he asked without looking up. The tip of his nose found the spot from earlier, a smirk lighting his face.

“Fuck, John, yes. Yes, I always dress up for bed.” There was something domestic about the notion that tickled a satisfying corner of his soul. He liked learning the nooks and crannies of her. Liked the idea of getting to know her routines and habits. Of learning how to merge their lives together.

“I like that. Easy to see how wet you are.” John pressed his thumb to the front of her panties and circled slowly and gently. “Look at me.” Cass propped herself onto her elbows and reached to push the curl that had fallen onto his forehead back into its place.

“I’m looking and I like what I see.” Flushed and drunk on love, John Egan looked like he was exactly where he belonged. He pressed harder with a cheshire cat grin as her head dropped back.

“I like what I see too, gorgeous.” The lace slid down her legs slowly and his lips followed down, the undergarment over his shoulder and forgotten, then back up so no inch of her skin was left untouched.

“John Egan, an attentive lover,” she teased.

“Only for you.” Only for the girl he was in love with. Thinks he loved her the moment he saw her. Knew he would love her forever. “Are you going to behave?”

“Not if you make me wait-” Her words faded into a sigh as he finally flicked his tongue against her. His hands hooked over her thighs, he spread her open as he coaxed sounds of heaven from her mouth and a sensual writhing of her hips.

“Taste like a fucking goddess,” he groaned, dipping a finger into her as her breaths came quicker.

“John.” God, he could fucking die at the sound of his name coming out of her mouth like that. A second finger. “Fuck.”

“You going to cum for me?” He rested his cheek against her thigh and admired the view. He wanted to sear this moment into his memory. The moment he saw her with no walls. Completely vulnerable. Trusting him with seeing her like this. This version of her was the one he was fighting for. The one he would die for.

“Only for you,” she said, echoing his earlier statement. Promising he was the only one who would be with her in this way. Promising a forever of nights like this. John understood the sentiment as it settled in his chest.

“My pretty, pretty girl,” he cooed before his lips closed around her clit and pushed her over the edge. His hands pressed down on her hips to keep her from escaping his mouth as she came with a call of his name and a tug of his hair. She shivered as he kissed the insider of her thigh, between her breasts and onto her lips. “Did so good, baby.”

“Who would’ve thought. A flyboy and a spook.” Her eyes twinkled with mischief as her hand moved towards his belt buckle, his hand on her wrist stopping her.

“Who said I was done with you?” And if Cass called his name into the night a few more times before the sun rose, that was between them and the moon. And if John learned her tongue could charm a sinful symphony from his lips, that was between them and the stars. And if Ken Lemmons stumbled upon their discarded clothes and folded them neatly by the wheel while they slept in each other’s arms, only the sun and the clouds needed to know. And if John woke before her and held her tighter and kissed her forehead with a promise and a prayer, a promise to protect her and love her and a prayer that he would have the opportunity to do so, well that was between him and the man upstairs. John Egan just hoped He was listening.

#masters of the air #john egan #callum turner #mota #masters of the air fanfiction #john egan fanfiction #callum turner fanfiction #masters of the air fanfic #john egan fanfic #callum turner fanfic #john egan x oc #john egan x reader #cass and bucky

114 notes · View notes

archangeldyke-all · 4 months

Note

Halloooo

For cowboy!Sevika I had an idea about Sev just being a terrible bartender after retiring constantly fucking up drinks, scaring customers and in general can’t do the job. Perhaps angsty, where she feels a burden to you or unhappy she can’t reintegrate back to normal life or very fluffy where reader tries to show Sev how to actually do the job and makes Sev do a different job after she still doesn’t get it

Or maybe cowboy Sevika acting as a guard for the bar and she protects you from the handsy and aggressive customer for you or perhaps some young outlaws wink wink (Vi and Jinx could make an appearance) try and steal from reader bar and Sevika shows them either who’s boss 🤭 or how to steal and get away with it !

LOVE ALL YOUR WRITINGS btw your doing the lords work for the Sevika lover community 🫡

love you <333

the second one???? genius... omg...

read part 1 of cowboy sevika here!

men and minors dni

sevika's been settling into the rancher life pretty easily. at sunrise, you both wake up in each other's arms. you start your rounds around the inn, delivering fresh washed towels to your guests, and then heading out to the garden to weed and water before the sun gets too high. sevika dresses in her rancher get up and makes the two of you breakfast, and if you're not too busy, you guys eat together in the tavern, sitting curled in each other's arms, chatting over coffee and eggs.

after breakfast, you walk sevika to the small stables, greeting shimmer and helping her get all saddled up. sevika always gives you a breathtaking kiss before she jumps onto shimmers back, tipping her hat at you and then taking off for the ranch a few miles north of town.

she works until sunset, and comes home at dusk, where you serve her a big bowl of dinner and a tall glass of whiskey, between tending to customers and doing chores. after she unwinds from work, sevika helps you close up the tavern, then the two of you retire to your quarters on the third floor, falling into each other's arms and chatting about your days, before making love and falling asleep against one another, excited to repeat the routine again tomorrow.

it's winter now, and with the shortened days, sevika's got much more time to spend at home with you.

when you're not busy, she spends her evenings in her stool at the bar, watching you work, flirting with you like you aren't already married, and intimidating any men who come in looking for trouble. when you've got lots of guests, sevika's a great help, doing chores without you even having to ask, helping you cook and clean, pressing kisses to your cheek when there's a lull.

you're happier than you've ever been. sevika is too.

tonight, you've got a fire roaring in the fireplace, trying to chase away the chill of the harsh cold wind blowing outside. you've only got two guests, and they both retired to their rooms early. it's just you and sev in the tavern, dancing slowly to the music playing over the gramophone.

"i'm so cold." you whisper against sevika. she chuckles, tugging you closer to her swaying body.

"you've got ten layers on." she says, pressing a kiss to your temple. you giggle.

"yeah, but it's no help. if only there were some other way to warm me up..." you say, suggestively blinking your eyelashes at your wife. she laughs, her head falling backwards.

"you're a minx." she says, shaking her head at you. you smile.

"that's not a no." you point out.

"i'll never say no to an offer like that, darlin', you know that." she says. you grin, leaning forward to press a kiss to her lips.

"one of the many reasons i love ya." you say. she hums.

"what're the others?" she asks, as she slowly twirls you under her arm then tugs you back to her chest.

"i'll tell you mine if you tell me yours." you say. sevika smirks.

"deal."

"your smile." you start. sevika's smirk grows, her cute little gap in her teeth revealing itself. your heart melts. "there it is." you say, raising your hand from her shoulders to cup her cheeks. she nuzzles against your hold.

"hmm, that's funny. 's the first thing on my list too." she says. you laugh.

"you can't just copy every one of my answers."

"i'm not!" she insists. "c'mon, gimmie another."

you roll your eyes. "your voice." you say honestly. sevika raises an eyebrow at you.

"really?" she asks. you nod.

"my favorite sound besides your laugh." you say with a shrug. sevika melts, her arms pulling your impossibly closer to her swaying body, her head falling forward to press your foreheads together.

"sap. i like your ass." she says. you burst into laughter.

"perv!" you accuse. sevika just shrugs.

"still remember the first time i saw it. walked in here lookin' for a drink, and you were bendin' down behind the bar, getting some potatoes for the stew. think i fell in love right then." she says. you snort.

"real romantic, baby." you chastise her. she laughs.

"c'mon, 're we takin' this party upstairs or what?" she asks, waggling her eyebrows at you. you smile.

"go tuck shimmer in for the night and i'll put out the fire." you say, swooping forward to kiss your wife. "i'll meet you upstairs." you say. she grins.

"deal." she says.

she twirls you under her arm one final time before stepping away from your body, giving your ass a little pat on her way out of the tavern to check up on her mare.

you take your time wandering around the tavern, sweeping up the floor and putting chairs up, turning off the oil lamps, before grabbing a quilt and tucking it over your shoulders and wandering out to the water pump, filling a bucket of water to douse the fire with. you can hear sevika in the stable, the sounds of shimmer snorting and hay rustling, the sound of a brush as sevika tends to her horse. it makes you smile, your heart warming in the cold, cold weather.

you quickly dart back inside the now darkened tavern, desperate to get out of the cold.

something feels off.

the fire's low, and there's barely any light, but there's a shadow behind the bar you don't recognize. you freeze in the doorway, squinting your eyes at the shadowy figures. you gulp.

"hello?" you call out. nobody answers. just before you shake it off and return to the task at hand, a coin clatters to the ground behind the bar, and a voice whispers, 'shit!'

you gasp. someone's fucking robbing you!

you spring into action, throwing the bucket of water in your hands at the bar, soaking your intruder. two voices gasp, and you sprint over to the bar. "get the fuck outta here!" you call, your eyes adjusting to the two tiny figures ducking behind the bartop. they scramble, and you chase after them, screaming. "think you can fuckin' rob me?! you stupid fuckers, you got no idea who the fuck i am do you?!" you scream as you chase them out of your inn. as the tiny robbers take off, a trail of coins follows their path.

they spring out of the parlor doors, taking off down the dirt road, the moonlight illuminating their soaking wet bodies. they're kids!

they're not just kids, they're fast little fucks, sprinting away while you stumble down the front porch after them. "fuckin' stop!" you call.

it's no use, and you feel stupid chasing after kids, so you just sigh as you watch them run away.

suddenly, a gunshot rings out. the kids freeze and you jump, turning around to find sevika standing in the road behind you with her shotgun in her hands. "the woman said stop!" she shouts.

both kids raise their hands in surrender, and you smirk.

"get your ass inside now!" you shout at your robbers. they don't move. you glare at them, and behind you, sevika cocks the barrel, and aims it at them. "unless you want me to send for the sheriff." you add on.

the taller kid's shoulders fall, and then the two of them slump forward, slowly approaching you and sevika.

you both gasp as they get closer, realizing just how young your thiefs are. the oldest, a girl with a choppy pink haircut, is no older than ten. the girl beside her with two tiny pigtails looks like she's still too young for school. sevika scoffs.

"unbelievable." she mumbles. you chuckle.

you grab the collars of their shits, dragging them back inside the tavern, sevika following behind you.

you throw them in some chairs and glare at them. "stay." you command. they guiltily keep their eyes on their feet, and sevika sits across from them, her gun resting against the table, as you turn on a few lamps and round the bar for some towels, bread, and a bottle of whiskey.

when you return, the shivering girls quickly wrap themselves up in the warm towels, and tear into the bread like they're starving. some of the anger in your chest melts, pity taking it's place. you sit down beside sevika, studying your prisoners as you take a long sip from the bottle in your hands, before passing it over to her.

"do you know who i am?" you ask. the older girl blinks up at you. "do you know what this place is?" you ask. she shrugs.

"an inn?" she asks. you snort.

"the last inn on earth you'd ever wanna rob." you say, nodding.

"why? we almost got away with it." the younger kid asks. you snort. sevika huffs beside you.

"because criminals stay here. actual criminals, not wannabe fuck ups like you two." sevika spits out. the oldest rolls her eyes.

"we're criminals!" she defends. sevika chuckles.

"you stuffed your pockets with coins and left a trail behind you. by the time you got away, you'd have had fifty cents left, at best. you robbed us before we were even closed! you're what, five years old?" she asks. the girl scoffs.

"i'm eight!" she exclaims. beside her, the younger girl huffs.

"what's wrong with bein' five?" she asks.

you chuckle. "where're your parents?" you ask, no longer upset about the attempted robbery, ready to get back to your night alone with your wife.

"we don't have any." the younger girl says. the older one stares down at her lap, biting her lip.

you and sevika shoot each other a look. fuck.

"what're your names?" you ask, rising from the table to round the bar again, pulling out two bowls and filling them with some stew.

"i'm violet. this is powder." the oldest replies. "we're sisters." she says.

you return to the table, and pass a bowl of stew to each girl. the youngest looks at you with stars in her eyes, while the oldest glares at you.

"thanks, miss!" powder says. you smile at her.

"don't eat that powder." violet whispers. "could be poisoned." she says.

sevika snorts. "if we wanted you dead, i'd've shot you. fuckin' eat." she says. violet glares at her, but picks up her spoon nonetheless.

after the first bite, the girls' eyes go wide, and then they start shoveling the food into their mouths like animals starved. your heart breaks again. sevika elbows you, knowing that you're softening to the girls. you look back at her. the two of you have a silent conversation. it goes something like this:

absolutely not.

they're kids, sev!

fuck no. you already fed 'em. they tried to rob us!

they're orphans! they're starving, and soaking wet, and freezing cold!

they. tried. to. rob. us.

we're rich, we can afford a little robbery from time to time! you're wanted in twenty three counties for the same crime, and i still married you!

...fuck.

you smirk, and sevika huffs and rolls her eyes.

"look." you say. the girls look up from their bowls. "you can stay here for a while, i got some vacancies upstairs. if you try any funny shit, you'll be out on your asses again, understand?" you ask. the girls blink at you.

"what?" voilet asks. "why?" she asks, suspicious. you shrug.

"i'm a nice person." you say.

"she's a saint." sevika corrects, glaring at the girls.

"and if the two of you are gonna try 'n make it out west as thieves, you gotta learn how to rob properly." you say. "luckily for you, i know someone who can help teach ya." you say, nudging sevika. she huffs.

"only if they help with the chores around here." she says. "shovelin' shimmer's shit. cleanin' the outhouse. the nasty shit." she says. you nod, then look at violet.

"deal?" you say. she blinks, then looks at her sister. powder shrugs.

"deal." violet says, reaching forward to shake your hand.

your days look a little different now. you and sevika never wanted kids, and your motherly instincts aren't exactly up to par, but the four of you figure it out as time goes on.

in the mornings, you still wake up at dawn. but instead of getting to work on the chores, the two of you get to slowly wake up together while the girls take care of the morning rounds.

you all eat breakfast together, powder usually providing the entertainment with wild re-enactments of her dreams from the night before.

during the days, sevika goes to the ranch, and you stay back at the inn, teaching violet how to cook and powder how to read. when she returns at night, the girls join her in the two stools beside her designated spot, chatting to you behind the bar and teasing you while you work.

the three of them help when you're busy. vi's got a knack for people, charming the pants off of any patrons who come in. powder is a wiz behind the counter, great with numbers, obsessed with the fun noises the register makes each time she pops it open.

when your patrons retire for the night, sevika gives the girls robbing lessons. she tries to pretend she hates the kids, but you see the grin she wears when she teaches them how to ride horseback, or when they master a new slight of hand trick.

you're both growing attached to the girls.

the first time violet sees you and sevika kiss, she trips over her own feet and falls face first onto the floor. every time after that, you catch her gawking at you and sevika, a look of wonder and shock in her eyes. it's cute. you remember the first time you saw two women kiss; the shock that flooded your body, quickly followed by the warmth of a new realization about yourself.

one night, as you're saying goodnight to the girls, violet tugs your hand before you can leave her bed. you blink down at her.

"what's up, kid?" you ask.

"you and sevika... you guys are married?" she asks. you smile and nod. "...like, the same way men and women are?" she whispers. you giggle.

"yeah." you say. she blinks.

"how?!" she asks. you shrug.

"bribed a pastor." you say. she smiles.

"oh." she says. you nod.

"y'know... the west is different from the rest of the world. people out here are a little more... open minded. and if they're not, you can always just shoot 'em." you say. "you can be anybody you want to be."

violet bites her lip as she considers this. "like... like a retired bandit/rancher who lives in a tavern?" she asks. you laugh and nod.

"who lives in a tavern with her wife." you say. violet blushes, and you ruffle her hair. "goodnight kid."

sevika's particularly fond of powder. when they're not bickering, they're getting into trouble with each other. you've found them in the cellar 'sneaking' scoops of jam out of jars while giggling mischievously with one another.

powder is shimmer's favorite person in the world, you swear the little kid can telepathically communicate with the horse or something. you've found her asleep in shimmers stable on warm evenings, sevika just rolling her eyes as she refills the troughs. you know she's not really annoyed, though. not when powder's got sevika's red poncho tucked under her chin as a blanket.

your customers get pretty used to the presence of the girls too, greeting them with fist bumps and noogies, bringing them trinkets from their travels and adventures.

by the time spring rolls around, the room at the end of the hall's been permanently taken off the roster for outside customers. powder and vi customized the little white door to their room with bright blue and pink paint.

as the days grow longer again, sevika stays at the ranch longer, and she comes home more and more exhausted.

one night, she's laying on her stomach in bed, groaning as you massage her sore back. you lean down to press a kiss to her neck.

"i love you." you say. sevika hums.

"i love you too, darlin'."

"how were the cows today?" you ask. she huffs.

"fuckin' crazy. they're all excited about the warm weather."

"powder missed you today." you say. sevika sighs.

"little fucker." she says fondly. you laugh.

"you love her." you say. sevika groans.

"i guess. they're not that bad. they're a big help around here too." she says. you smile.

"yeah." you say.

"you think they're ever gonna leave?" she asks, turning over to flop on her back and look up at you. you settle down on her chest, listening to the steady thump of her heart.

"no." you say honestly. "at least not for a long while."

"i thought we didn't want kids." she says. you laugh.

"we didn't. we don't. just think of 'em as permanent residents." you say. sevika groans.

"i thought i was teachin' 'em to rob so they could go out on their own."

"oh please, you'd be heartbroken if they left."

sevika chuckles beneath you. "i guess." she says, a little smile on her lips. you grin. "they're lucky, y'know." she says. you furrow your brow.

"whaddya mean?"

"that they robbed us. that it's your inn. that you like takin' in strays." she says. you giggle. "they could be in a jail cell. or livin' with nuns at an orphanage." sevika says, a shiver running down her spine. you press a kiss to her neck.

"i'm lucky too, you know." you say. she hums a questioning sound beneath you. you grin. "all the strays i took in ended up bein' sweethearts." you explain. sevika laughs beneath you.

"whatever." she says. you giggle and kiss her neck again.

"you're still my favorite you know." you say. sevika chuckles.

"i better be."

taglist!

@lesbeaniegreenie @fyeahnix @sapphicsgirl @half-of-a-gay @ellabslut @thesevi0lentdelights @sexysapphicshopowner @shimtarofstupidity @love-sugarr @chuucanchuucan @222danielaa @badbye666 @femme-historian @lia-winther @gr0ssz0mbi3 @ellsss @sevikaspillowprincess

#sevika #sevika imagine #sevika arcane #sevika x reader #sevika x you #soft sevika

150 notes · View notes

thelaughtercafe · 2 months

Text

Tension

Tea Type: Subtly Sweet Tea

Potential Triggers: Nothing comes to mind, but let me know if you think something should go here!

Pairing: Vax/F!Reader (Can be read as romantic or platonic!)

Length: 2.2k+

Summary: Vax's observant nature helps him discover you're hiding a few juicy secrets, and he helps encourage you to be more honest in the future.

A/N: So, new fandom, who dis? Yes, I'm now binging Critical Role Campaign 1, and completely whipped for Vax and Percy both. I'm up to the beginning of Episode 40, so no spoilers please but I have quite a few tword fic ideas. Also, I know Silence doesn't work in DND like this, but shhh fic liberties-

Vax was what many would call observant. Used to lingering in the shadows as he was, he found it almost comforting to look over his friends and family both if they lingered where he could see them. He sipped on his ale, watching as you chatted with Vex and Keyleth about something or other. Percy was tinkering with his machine’s as usual, paying the conversations around him no mind, and Scanlan had found himself a friend for the night. Grog had no such luck but he was no less happy to be enjoying ale by the mug full. Pike had also retired early, claiming tiredness and needing to work in a quiet environment unlike Percy. Vax himself was situated just by the bar, debating if teasing Percy or his sister would be more fun when he spotted something interesting.

You’d quirked up and seemed to be waving your hands in a sheepish refusal. He couldn’t hear it from here what about, and opted to drift closer, expertly maneuvering the crowds of dwarves before he leaned against the wall by the stairs.

“Really Grog, I appreciate the offer but it already feels better, I promise!”

“Do you doubt Grog’s masseuse skills?”

Vax felt a smile twitch at his lips, eyes narrowing perceptively as you refused again.

“Not at all! All the others rave about how great they are, I just genuinely don’t need one. It was just a spasm! Besides, Percy looks way more tense than I do, look at how the poor guy is hunched over!”

Grog lit up at that and grinned, whacking you on the shoulder cheerfully before moving to attend to Percy.

“Grog can help with that! Great idea!”

You let out a sigh the moment the goliath turned his back to you, after ensuring the others were occupied. Vex had gone with Keyleth to grab more drinks and they were talking to the bartender, and you didn’t spot him, all but melded into the shadow of the stairs as he was. He saw the way you rolled not one, but both of your shoulders and winced, fingers pressing into and attempting to release the tension stored there.

He smirked darkly.

You were a clever little thing, weren’t you? Redirecting Grog, lying so he wouldn’t worry, feigning. You had a secret and if there was one thing Vax enjoyed? It was finding out that which should not be known.

…and maybe punishing you, just a little, in the process for trying to pretend everything was fine when it wasn’t and being a naughty little liar. He'd warned you before, as had the others, it wasn't his fault you didn't listen. You had a nasty habit of trying to take on everyone else's burdens while denying your own.

He figured you’d be retreating to your room sooner rather than later and after a gentle tap and a whisper to Vex telling her not to wait up, he found himself surprised as his sister grabbed his wrist before he could slip away.

“Take care of her, will you? She’s been rubbing her shoulder anytime she thinks we’re not watching. If you hadn’t come over, I was going to press the issue. Shall I inform Pike?”

He cleared his throat in embarrassment, smiling sheepishly. Of course his sister had seen right through him, and you both.

“Aye. You know I will. I’ll tell her, depending on how bad it is.”

His eyes moved from her to where you were watching Percy try to escape Grog with fondness in your eyes.

“...I have a feeling there’s a reason she’s dodging Grog’s attempts. Something she’s flustered about, if I had to guess.”

A smirk tugged at his lips as his mischievous eyes returned to his sister’s.

“A shame, that. For her I mean.”

Vex’s look turned scolding.

“Try and go easy on her, brother.”

He shrugged, amusement flooding him.

“Depends how quickly she folds, I suppose. If she’s stubborn, even I can't help but have a limit to my patience, you know. Besides, she may even enjoy my methods of persuasion. You certainly did~”

A flash of teeth and he dodged her playful slap with a laugh as she blushed.

“Shut up, Vax! Honestly, I asked once, why can’t you just let it go?”

“Are you actually whining? Heh, does Percy know? Maybe I should-”

Vax couldn’t dodge fast enough this time as Vex tugged him down to hiss in his ear.

“Breathe a word and Trinket will have your head.”

“Alright, alright, you win! Always so violent to your dear brother aren’t you?”

He brushed off his clothes before looking back over towards you.

“Alright, I’m off. Wish me luck, hm? And be a dear and cast Silence for me, won’t you?”

Vex’ahlia sighed and with a moment of focus and a mumble it was done.

“Doing that for her, not you!”

Was called after but Vax waved her off.

Now all he had to do was hang out; he was sure you’d follow shortly.

------

You cracked your neck and barely stifled a wince as your shoulder seized again. You hadn’t injured it, but thanks to holding all of your tension in them, and your neck; you were really feeling the effects.

You felt bad redirecting Grog like that, but you’d seen the way Percy had grasped his shoulder too, and knew he wouldn’t crumple like you would. Lesser of two evils. He gave in eventually, and lucky for him, he probably wasn’t in pain anymore. It was early in the night, but you bid your remaining party goodnight and retired to your room. You jumped at the sight of Vax on your bed before relaxing, rolling your eyes.

“You could’ve asked and I would’ve just given you the key to my room you know.”

He shot a boyish grin your way.

“Where’s the fun in that? Besides, it’s good practice for my fingers. Got to keep them loose and limber, you know.”

“Mmhmm.”

You brushed him off as you flitted about your room and got changed for the night behind the folding screen. It had been a pleasant surprise the inn had one as many didn’t.

You emerged in your nightgown and crossed your arms as you raised an eyebrow at him.

“So…what’s up? Did you need something?”

He pretended to be stabbed in overdramatic fashion.

“Oh, you wound me! Can’t I come check on my favorite party member without ulterior motives?”

“Sure, you can and have before. But you’re typically chatty, and occasionally tipsy. You seem barely buzzed and you’ve been oddly quiet for you in general, let alone if this was one of your typical calls. You can tell me if I’m wrong but…I don’t like that look in your eye.”

He smiled, and moved to sit up from where he’d been laying on your bed, tossing his dagger carelessly. He placed it on the bedside table. He was already changed, you noted. In black two piece pajamas, and you’d spotted his black robe behind the curtain. Was he planning on staying overnight? You didn’t mind, of course but again…this was too meticulous. He was planning something, you just weren’t sure what.

“What look might that be, darling?”

You hesitated and then swallowed, something giddy and nervous at once stirring in you as you felt heat in your cheeks and it made you look away.

“Anticipation. You look not unlike the cat who got the cream. You almost look…predatory, if I had to pick the right word.”

“How frightening~ It’s nothing so serious as all that! “

He moved to stand and you stood your ground as he approached you, finally returning your gaze to his hazel eyes.

“How’re your shoulders?”

He placed his hands on your shoulders and he felt the way you tensed, racking your brain for an excuse.

“Oh, you heard my conversation with Grog earlier, huh? Like I said, it was just a spasm. I’m fine now-”

His smile widened a tad and then he squeezed, with just the right amount of pressure to get the reaction he guessed at.

“For reheHEal!”

You tried to play it off as a cough, bending over and shoving at him to try to get him to release you. He did, backing up a step or two as he observed you.

“Sorry about that. Worst time to get a cough.”

You mustered an apologetic smile, shaky though it was and Vax let his eyes narrow.

“...Do you think I’m an idiot? You’re lying again? This is starting to become quite the habit. C’mon, lemme see.”

The expression you made was priceless but Vax kept his unamused expression as he grabbed you by the arm and dragged you over to the bed, gently sitting you down and then looking at you expectantly. Poor thing. You were clearly having an inner debate in your mind over what to do. Shame he wouldn't give you any more time. He motioned to the bed as he moved to stand.

“Well? Go on, lay down. Let me see how bad it is.”

“It’s really nothing Vax, I swear! Just drop it!”

“Oh right, because you jolting like a scared gob’ was so subtle. If there’s truly nothing wrong then let me see.”

Gods he was such an asshole. Why did your reactions have to be so damn entertaining? …Still, he was absolutely going to Hell for leading you on like this.

You reluctantly laid down face down and he situated himself at your hips, ensuring you weren’t in pain before continuing.

“Alright, now you better tell me if anything hurts. I’ll know if you lie again. Got it?”

You nodded and he couldn’t help his smirk now that you couldn't see him, though his voice kept that concerned, slightly hard edge as he dug into your shoulders at once.

You damn near about seized and your hand rushed to cover your mouth.

“Did that hurt?”

You shook your head and he growled.

“You must really think I’m blind or something! You can’t even talk!”

Oh, yeah. Definitely going to Hell.

Now that he was feeling your shoulders, though, it was obvious you had a lot of tension. No wonder you’d been rubbing them earlier. He let his thumbs do most of the work digging in and though he heard you squeak, now and again, every time he asked if you were in pain you denied. It was when his index and middle finger found a knot of tension on the cusp of your neck and shoulder that you finally broke, and tried to reach back to tap his leg, laughing.

“Fhuhuhuck Vax please! It doesn’t huhuhurt it-it thihihihihckles!!”

He giggled himself and stopped for a moment to crack his fingers before he answered, all casual nonchalance.

“About time you admitted it.”

You whimpered in embarrassment and he would bet money you were beyond grateful he couldn't see your expression as you hid your face in your pillow.

“You knew?! Why didn’t you say anything then!?”

“As payback. For lying, both to Grog and most especially, to me. Next time, tell the truth and I won’t have to be so…”

He spidered fingertips over your shoulders to hear you laugh before pulling back again.

“Willfully ignorant.”

You groaned.

“You’re the worst.”

“I hope you know I’ve just started. All joking aside, your shoulder and neck are wrecked, love. Ticklish or not, you’ll feel leagues better if I work these out.”

“You can’t!”

Your instant response gave him pause.

“What are you so worried about? Surely you must know I’d never judge you for something as paltry as being ticklish.”

“It’s…not that. Gods, Vax, I swear if you tell anyone else-”

You whirled to look at him and he met your eyes unflinchingly.

“I won’t. I swear it.”

You hesitated and then hid your face again after deeming him to be telling the truth.

“I…I don’t entirely hate it. Truth be told, it’s the opposite. I really…enjoy it.”

He couldn’t help snickering, but he was quick to clarify at how silent you got, to reassure you.

“I-hehe. Oh, shit. I’m not laughing at you. I promise. Just, oh Lord, give me a second.”

He finally collected himself, running a hand through his hair and sighed.

“You’re not the first person to tell me that. It’s too cute for me not to laugh. If you ever want to be tickled you know all you have to do is ask.”

“You say that like it’s easy but-”

“But you’d prefer to be a brat to get me to tickle you instead because it’s easier, hm? In character for you. I’m fine with that. For now.”

“For now?”

“Yes. For now. If you keep hiding things from us for what you believe is our benefit, and putting yourself down- now I have the perfect way to punish you. Maybe then the lesson will stick that you are anything but less than.”

“Vax…”

He brushed off the vulnerability with ease, returning to his playful affect, as if he hadn't said anything.

“As I said for tonight, however, I’m more than happy to put you in your place when you act up but…”

You squeaked as he dragged his index finger down your spine, making you shiver.

“There’s still the matter of all this tension you’re holding. Do I have your permission to deal with it, even if it tickles?”

“Mm…mmhmm.”

“Heh. Good. I’m not going to go easy on you now that I know you like this, I hope you know.”

He leaned down to blow air into your ear before whispering.

“We’ve got quite a lot of lost time to make up for~”

36 notes · View notes

humanharvest · 5 months

Note

Hey! Sorry to bother you but I saw you answer an ask where you talked about your headcanons for Johnny Cage and Kuai Liang's friendship and now I really wanna hear more headcanons of yours, if you want to share?

Sorry again if this is a bother, feel free to ignore it!

noo it's not a bother at all!! i love doing stuff like this, it lets me feel out more for characters! also, sorry if anything is jumbled. i do not have a clear thought process! lol

alright, starting with hanzo first because i have a few that're pretty tame and small. as a nervous habit, i think he traces over certain parts of his hands like his knuckles and will tap on them to help stifle his anger. or he puts one hand in the other and squeezes it so it's not as obvious.

aside that, given his pyromancy, the man is a walking heater. he probably doesn't like cold tea, when or if he drinks it, so he will warm it up in his hands! and with his hands, he'll heat them enough to massage anything sore to help with that. i also think that despite things with kenshi, hanzo had to really fight with himself about takeda, always having an underlying fear due to what happened with his son. he cares a lot about him though :) for the most part he was awkward or felt that way, but despite his strict nature, all things seem to go well.

he takes a lot of pride in being well groomed and clean, and with that information, i also wonder if he kind of hates mess? finds being sweaty for too long a discomfort, hates to let blood dry on him, something he most likely has gotten used to, sure, but he still dislikes it.

for emotions, when he lets his anger control him, he thinks way more irrationally and is inherently more self-sacrificing. he doesn't really care what might happen to him because he's just going to come back again, so why should it matter? but if he actually has a cool head, hanzo's less likely to do something irrational.

kuai liang, i have a few more headcanons for! that being that he's so used to isolation and lack of touching (that isn't someone hitting him with their fists) that he kind of locks up and blue screens when he receives things like a hug, or a pat on the back. he can handle handshakes and a shoulder grab, since those happen quite often.

he's very careful, tactile. not one to blow up, but this leads to him bottling up emotions. he really has a habit of that, mainly because he one: doesn't want to be seen as weak and two: doesn't want anyone else to be burdened with his negativity, so to speak. he doesn't think it's obvious when it eats away at him, but frost, hanzo, johnny, they know when it is. but still kuai liang self-sabotages and is very avoidant about his feelings. he turns how he's feeling into a calm optimism, offering small smiles that are just facades. he's used to this, but also finds the new support, even after years, to still be so overwhelming. he appreciates it all, but it's a very slow process for kuai liang to properly open up.

out of everyone, i think johnny — since again, i see them as best friends — knows a lot of little things about kuai liang that kuai liang doesn't even admit or reveal aloud. he's just observant, notices when kuai liang makes little animal sculptures out of ice when he's bored. this totally doesn't prompt johnny to ask kuai liang to make him one of those fancy ice sculptures so he can use it at a fancy party.

for a few random ones, i think, despite the fact kuai liang doesn't drink or drinks very little, he'd be a great bartender. i like domestic au's, so bartender kuai liang is something i think about time to time. he'd also just look good in a suit. i also think he loves hamsters. there's just something about them he loves, and if he were a normal child with a normal life, he would've loved to own one growing up. or even currently as an old man! he just reads as a hamster guy.

i think that's all i had to wrack my brain for these LOL i hope you like my hcs :3

#mk #mortal kombat #🩻 txt #ask #kuai liang #hanzo hasashi #mk11 headcanons #another long post!!#and i will find any way to talk about kuai liang he is my little soggy wet cat who is so sad

32 notes · View notes

jj0latunji · 8 months

Text

Dear Diary - KSI Imagine

Here's another imagine from Wattpad for y'all to read and hopefully like , send in any requests you have and I'll get to writing.

Here's JJ looking great in a suit oooooh.

January 19th 2020

9:45 p.m

London, England.

Dear Diary,

It finally happened, we finally broke up . I'm heartbroken don't get me wrong but I knew it was coming when he started getting distant.

I just walked into his apartment, ended things , wished him well and left. Funny thing is he didn't even realise it was my birthday today, imagine my boyfriend of 5 years didn't remember my birthday because he was too busy working on a YouTube video.

I do feel sad but not as sad as I should be considering I've ended this long relationship. I think it's just not set in fully yet , maybe it will when I wake up alone in bed tomorrow, when I have no one to share my breakfast with , no one to cuddle with when the apartment gets too cold . I just hope that when it sets in , it's not too bad .

I just want to forget everything about him and what we had and hopefully move on. I think I can do it but let's see.

I'll write to you again tomorrow and let you know how I'm feeling cause your the only one that I can talk to now about my feelings.

Love you Diary

Y/N signing off

--------------------------------------------------

March 1st 2020

10:43 p.m

London, England

Dear Diary,

I've been such a mess. I knew people said breakups would be hard but I didn't know it would be this hard. All I do is sit around the apartment and cry. Even Talia said I've been crying too much and that's when I realised that I've been crying all the time cause Talia usually cries a lot too.

She asked me if she could move in with me for a while since there was some work to be done for her apartment but I know it's probably because she wants to make sure I don't do something drastic.

I hate being this emotional and feeling like I'm a burden to others. Imagine being the livewire of the group, the one always having fun and making jokes and now you can't seem to even crack a smile. That's how I feel. Everything reminds me of him. I just want to be better and I'm trying and I hope with Talia here to talk and get advice from I'll be better.

I promise to be better

See you tomorrow, Talia will be here so hopefully it's a much more happy day.

Love you Diary,

Y/N signing off

---------------------------------------------------

April 13th 2020

4:31 a.m

Ibiza, Spain

Dear Diary,

I finally feel better, feel more like myself. Who knew all it would take was Talia's cooking and care and a trip away with my girls.

Today is the last day for us at the resort and we've had an amazing day. Gee and Freya got me some stuff from when they went shopping and this one top OMG it's so pretty.

I've been lighter on the drinks today after last night's debacle. But hey atleast we got some drinks on the house today because the guy I made out with turned out to be a bartender.

I felt guilty about the kiss but the girls said I was single and had nothing to worry about , but there's still that small voice in me that says different. Anyways I just maintained some distance with him and just awkwardly smiled when he tried hitting on me again. I'm really out of touch with the flirting game :(

Anyways we're going back home tomorrow morning and I'm glad Talia talked me into coming on this trip , I needed this.

See you tomorrow Diary,

Y/N signing off

--------------------------------------------------

April 21st 2020

12:48 a.m

London , England

Dear Diary,

You won't believe this but I GOT THE PARIS JOB. OMG I'M SO HAPPY I CAN'T CONTROL MYSELF.

This has been such a dream and I'm glad they asked again after I rejected them last time. I probably should have gone the previous time itself seeing how mine and JJ's relationship turned out. I put my dreams on hold for him but he couldn't.... Anyways forget about him.

I leave for Paris in a month and have to work there for about a year and then I can return here and continue to design. Talia and the girls were overjoyed with the news but then we all started crying thinking about how we would be apart.

The girls want to organise a party before I go so I can properly say goodbye to everyone and I agreed. Nothing bad can happen at a party right.

But I'm so excited.....PARIS BABYYYYYYY.

See you tomorrow Diary,

Y/N signing off

---------------------------------------------------

May 7th 2020

04:23 a.m

London , England

Dear Diary ,

I had so much fun at the farewell party that the girls organised. They invited basically every single friend I had in London and miraculously everyone showed up to bid goodbye.

I caught up with so many people and even enjoyed a free Talia Mar concert in which she performed all my favourite songs of hers , that girl is so talented I hope she gets her big break soon. Simon and Tobi stood with me the entire night asking me if I needed anything , both of them are like the brothers I never had , hell the Sidemen are the family I never had and I'm so glad these guys are part of my life. I owed a lot to them and I'm glad we stayed friends even after my breakup with JJ...

Talking of JJ, I saw him tonight for the first time since the breakup. He seemed to be taking it well , and since this is my little secret vault I can tell you that he looked good too. But I didn't have that urge to run into his arms and cling onto him forever, I think I'm finally over him and seeing him tonight assured me that there was almost no feelings at all towards him. It felt freeing almost.

After the party , me and Talia came back home and ate leftovers before she went to sleep tired as all hell and so am I so I'm going to get some rest too and start packing from tomorrow.

See you soon Diary,

Y/N signing off

---------------------------------------------------

May 28th 2020

9:36 p m

Paris , France.

Dear Diary,

I finally made it to PARIS and OMG I'm so excited I couldn't even start explaining to you of how I'm feeling.

I bid goodbye to all my friends at the airport and took the flight here and just reached the apartment the company got me a couple of hours ago. Again I'm only telling you this cause you are my secret vault, JJ wasn't at the airport to say goodbye and a part of me was hoping he would turn up like Ross in F.R.I.E.N.D.S and like we would have a fairytale moment but he didn't turn up and I boarded my flight.

I mentally kicked myself for having expectations from JJ again cause I know he'll always let me down. I NEED to get over him and the best thing is maybe to get someone new to love and cherish...... I've been here for a day and let me tell you the options are limitless.

I'm staying with another girl named Sophia, she's German and a few years younger than me. She seems really fun , like a German version of Freya almost. She made me dinner and had my room ready for me when I arrived. She's such an angel.

I need to report for the job tomorrow morning so I'm going to eat dinner and get some rest.

See you tomorrow Diary,

Y/N signing off

---------------------------------------------------

June 15th 2020

12:43 p.m

Paris , France

Dear Diary,

I've had such a fun day. Sophia took me out to one of her favourite bars and decided to get me some action if you know what I mean.

But she went away and got herself someone she liked which left me sitting with the man's friend. He was pretty though so I decided to give him a chance.

I had an amazing time with the friend though, his name's Charles and he said he was a driver or something. I wasn't concentrating on his job resume cause I was too busy lost in his green eyes which seemed he got directly from his native of Monaco.

The both of us talked until we were literally pulled apart by his friends, apparently he has an early day tomorrow and should be asleep. I quickly wrote him my number on a piece of paper and passed it to him though before he was escorted out of the bar.

I'm just waiting for him to message me now but that's unlikely given he's probably already asleep or who knows he might have even lost my number. I hope he messages me though I kinda liked him.

OMG he just messaged me and asked me out this weekend.... Looks like I have plans to make and outfits to choose.

See you tomorrow though Diary,

Y/N signing off

---------------------------------------------------

June 19th 2020

3:54 a.m

Paris , France

Dear Diary,

You will not believe this. Wait let me explain it to you from the start.

Me and Charles went out for dinner at one of Paris' finest restaurants and I was having an amazing time and really having fun until we were interrupted by a bunch of teenage girls asking Charles for a photo and autograph.

Turns out he isn't some random driver, HE'S A FUCKING F1 SUPERSTAR.

He took the pictures and we quickly got out of there as our pictures were all over Twitter and people were trying to find out who I was. I'm sure they'll have figured out by the morning and that scares me... I've just got done dealing with JJ's fans and now I have another huge fandom on my ass.

I loved the date though, Charles was a gentleman and dropped me back at my place and asked me out for another date but somewhere more private and I agreed.

He's also like 4 years younger than me which made me feel old despite only being 26 , but he said that was no problem and he usually did date girls older than him.

It was also JJ's birthday today.... He's 27 and all of my friends had posted about it on their stories and on Twitter. The entire morning I debated on sending him a message but eventually decided against it , not wanting to open wounds again.

I hope he's well though....He looks well.

Anyways see you tomorrow Diary,

Y/N signing off

---------------------------------------------------

July 20th 2020

10:36 p.m

Paris, France

Dear Diary,

Today was Charles last day here before he had to go back to his racing calendar. He promised to stay in touch and promised to get me to come to one of his races.

I am a little scared watching him go, long distance is never a good idea especially so early in a relationship. I didn't even know if we were in a relationship. We went on loads of dates , enjoyed ourselves and everything. His fans think we are dating, our friends think we are dating, but we still hadn't put a label on things and I was kinda glad we hadn't.

I can only hope this works out cause I've really taken a liking to Charles, something I thought I could never do again.

I'm going to drop him off at the airport tomorrow and then go to work and hopefully get that promotion I was promised. I was also free for a few days next week so I was also planning to go back home with Sophia and meet my friends again.

We'll see what happens though, for now I need to go join Sophia and help her with some work.

See you tomorrow Diary,

Y/N signing off .

---------------------------------------------------

August 14th 2020

6:23 a.m

London, England

Dear Diary,

The comeback party was amazing. I introduced Sophia to all the Sidemen and the Sidegirls. She's taken a special interest in Tobi and I'm hoping they get together cause they would be an amazing couple.

I caught up with everyone including JJ. He had a new girlfriend, her name iwas Olivia. Nice girl from what I could see and everyone seemed to like her. Good for him I guess.

All the boys were also very interested in my love life seeing I was dating THE Charles Leclerc. Yeah dating , Charles asked me out a few days ago and made things official and I was happy.

Me and the group talked all night long, dancing along to some tunes as we drank the night away. I missed this and I'm glad I could have a taste of old times again.

Sober Tobi drove Talia, Sophia and me back to my old apartment and I even caught Tobi slyly passing his number to Sophia.

As soon as we got in Talia started asking me if I was okay with JJ's new relationship , cause apparently I was staring.... I didn't feel like I was staring.

Okay I was a little but not at them but at JJ , he hadn't taken down the picture of us together from the common room and I was a little confused by it. Was he holding on to the memories or does he consider it so unimportant that he just let it be.

Maybe I was thinking too much into it , it's just a damn picture.

I've moved on and so as he , I don't want to start all that again.

Anyways I'm tired as hell but I promised to write something today.

See you soon Diary,

Y/N signing off.

---------------------------------------------------

September 6th 2020

11:34 p.m

Monza, Italy.

Dear Diary,

I finally came out to Italy to see one of Charles' races . Apparently it's the home race for his team Ferrari and OMG everywhere I saw only red which was the team colors.

The race didn't go well for Charles, he crashed out and didn't even finish the race and was extremely pissed off , but his best friend Pierre winning did cheer him up a little.

Today was the first time I saw how much people actually adored Charles, most of them had his mask on and I saw flags celebrating him everywhere and he couldn't walk a couple of steps before being stopped for pictures and autographs.

We had to get a hotel away from the centre of town cause we didn't want to be stampeded as soon as we left our rooms. The view from the balcony is amazing though and I took loads of pictures which again sent social media in a frenzy as all the Charles fangirls either wanted to be me or get rid of me.

Me and Charles went out for dinner and finally got to talk about how distance was affecting our relationship. It was extremely hard to find time with both our busy schedules, but we promised to try as hard as we could to manage things.

Vik was also at the race today along with Ellie who caught me up on all the gossip in the friend group. Apparently Sophia had really interested Tobi and JJ was newly single again, something about not finding love or something. Sucks to be him I guess.

Anyways I'm heading back to Paris tomorrow and Charles is going to Singapore. Back to the normal routine I guess.

See you back in Paris Diary,

Y/N signing off.

---------------------------------------------------

September 7th 2020

4:51 a.m

Paris , France

Dear Diary,

I went to see JJ perform today, yeah shock but I was basically hoodwinked into it by Sophia and Talia who told me it was someone else performing.

I was glad I went cause I saw the girls and boys again and truth be told even enjoyed the performance.....he always loved performing live and it showed.

He even came over after the performance and personally thanked me for coming and I was quite taken aback. It was something I never expected him to do , he's too stubborn to do that but he did and I was kinda happy about it.

We all then went out for dinner and I was sat at the end just checking my phone to see if Charles responded to my texts. Things were really dry between us with all the time zone differences and I knew the road down which this relationship was heading, I am just trying to delay the inevitable.

Everyone kept asking me about Charles and I just kept saying everything was good when it is not.

All of us are going to Disneyland tomorrow for a day and I can't wait for it. I've always loved Disneyland and it was one of mine and JJ's favourite vacation spots.

So I'm going to get some sleep, see you later diary,

Y/N signing off

---------------------------------------------------

December 16th 2020

11:34 p.m

Paris, France

Dear Diary,

Well I'm single again..... Yeah but this time it's mutual. Things were just not working out and we decided it was better to stay friends. Charles and I were still young and had our entire lives in front of us and didn't want to hold on to something that was clearly not build for the long term. I enjoyed this relationship but alas all things come to an end.

Everyone keeps asking me if I'm okay and I say I am cause I truly am. I'm nowhere near as sad as I was last time. Last time was hell , last time was like losing the best thing in my life.

Enough of the sob story, I'm going back to London for Christmas and New Year, I was invited by JJ.... Yeah JJ. We've been talking and texting like a couple of friends since his Paris show and it's been nice.

I'm almost complete with my work for this year so I might even go to London a little earlier depending on whether my boss let's me go, but she's a sweetheart so she probably will.

The next time I write to you will probably be in London.

So see you then Diary,

Y/N signing off

---------------------------------------------------

January 1st 2021

4:34 a.m

London, England

Dear Diary,

You will not believe this..... I kissed JJ. Well more like we kissed each other but we kissed as the clock struck 12 which means we didn't break the tradition.

It was nice.... I don't know how to explain it but it was nice. We've been talking a lot more and Talia thinks we're on our way to getting back together but I think it's more that we're just good friends now..

But good friends don't kiss each other on the balcony under the starry night do they... Fuck I'm going to be thinking about this a whole lot.

Do I want these doubts in my mind or do I just go on with my life as usual cause it doesn't matter.

Moving on.... I can literally hear Sophia and Tobi making out in the room next to me , very horny people I must add .

Anyways I must go sleep now. I'll see you soon Diary.

Y/N signing off.

---------------------------------------------------

May 28th 2021

9:45 p.m

Paris , France

Dear Diary,

I'm done with all my packing and getting ready to go back to London. The office held a little sending away party for me and Sophia. Yeah I somehow convinced my boss to send Sophia with me to London too and she politely accepted.

I need to leave for my flight in a couple of minutes but I decided to write to you before leaving.

I laugh looking back at my year here. So much has happened. I had so much fun at my dream job , had a fling with a famous F1 driver , made a new friend for life and made up with my ex. So much good things have happened.

So thank you for all this Paris.

Tu as été très bon avec moi

Anyways see you in London Diary,

Y/N signing off.

---------------------------------------------------

June 19th 2021

11:57 p m

London, England

Dear Diary,

It's JJ's birthday again and we all celebrated it together out at dinner and afterwards at his place. We all had a fun time, he's 28 now and that's CRAZY. Cause that's the age that we wanted to get married at , you know slow things down and start a family age.

He pulled me away from everyone for a chat too and asked me out for a date . I said I would think about it. I want to go , trust me I WANT TO GO but I don't know if going down that road again is for the best. All the girls think it's for the best and so do all the boys but I still have my doubts.

You know what I'll give it a try. Nothing can go wrong after a date can it.

I'll message him and tell him yes , we'll go on a date. If it's good okay and if it's not then that's okay too.

I'm hoping it goes well though eventhough to others it seems like I don't want it to go well.

I hope JJ suprises me and things work out.

See you soon Diary,

Y/N signing off.

---------------------------------------------------

September 7th 2023

10:43 p.m

London, England

Dear Diary,

We finally got married. I'm finally Y/N Olatunji.

Everything went perfectly. Like not 1 problem came up , it seemed like a fairytale.

I cried a lot during the day. Cried while putting on the dress, cried while walking down the aisle with Simon , cried while JJ read out his vows. It was amazing all throughout the ceremony.

These past 3 and a half years have been such a rollercoaster. Us breaking up , me moving to Paris, both of us getting in new relationships, then getting back together, all the trips away , all the new memories made.

It's been amazing and there's no one in the world that I would want by my side than my husband JJ..... Damn my husband like he's MY HUSBAND. I've been dreaming about this for almost 7-8 years now but it still feels surreal.

Like I'm sat here in my room and looking at him and I can't believe he's mine to hold forever. I love him so much and I'm so thankful for going out on that date in 2021.

I'm thankful for everything.

I'm going now and looking at the look in JJ's eyes , I can feel I'm in for the night of my life.

See you tomorrow Diary,

Y/N Olatunji signing off.

---------------------------------------------------

December 25th 2028

10:45 p.m

London, England

Dear Diary,

We've just had the best Christmas ever. Me , JJ and Skye spend the whole day together, just the 3 of us celebrating together.

JJ wanted to make this Christmas special since we felt that this would be the first Christmas Skye would properly remember, she was just 4 but God she was smart.

We started the day by opening presets and just like always JJ had gone all out. He had brought all kinds of toys for Skye and some jewellery for me.

I brought him a matching bracelet that we could wear together all the time and he loved it.

We all then prepared the Christmas meal , well I did and JJ and Skye helped as much as they could. We ate then all cuddled together on the sofa and watched all our favorite Christmas films.

It was perfect... Just like my life was perfect and I couldn't be more thankful for JJ and Skye for making my life perfect. They were the perfect husband and daughter any one could ever ask for and I am blessed to have them in my life.

We also took loads of pictures to go into the memories album and loved every minute of the day.

Skye is now asleep, she was tired from playing around all day with her dad. I said JJ would be back in a minute after writing this entry.

He thinks it's cute that I still write in here but little does he know how much you've helped me over the years.

Thank you Diary and I hope I see you again soon,

Y/N Olatunji signing off

A/N

Hope you enjoyed this .

Idk how it came out but the idea seemed good in my head.

A new smut coming soon.

Send in requests if you have any

Love you all

Elora signing off ✌🏻

#ksi #sidemen #ksi x reader #ksi imagine #w2s #f1 x reader #charles leclerc #soulmates #sidemen x reader #miniminter #zerkaa #vikkstar123 #tobjizzle #behzinga

51 notes · View notes

pmryuu · 8 months

Text

DoL OC lore

Shirley and Raphael are twin , they both have blonde hair and light blue eyes. Shirley is 10 minutes older. They have different beliefs and points of view in certain situations. Both dislike Whitney and dislike each other. Both are around 18+ years old and still go to high school. While being called as an older sister , Shirley is an intersex child since birth while Raphael is a normal boy , Shirley chooses to act like a girl instead. She actually loves her brother (sisterly) and protecting his pureness while letting herself get in trouble in his place instead while acting like he's being a burden for her whenever he's around

Raphael did not know this as he kept his purity at max while being one of many initiates at the Temple. His thought of his sister is "misguided and heretical" as she became a Demonic Hellhound. Raphael is an Angelic Harpy boy.

=> He wears blue contact lenses to look less like Shirley, also has different blonde hair dye , later he dye his hair black with Sydney.

They both go to the same school , class and work at the same Temple. They are both in love with Sydney but Raphael is the only one being able to be with her since his purity is higher and fit to be in the Temple more than Shirley. As he was able to perform Rite of promise with Sydney.

Bonus from here => One day while cleaning the Temple's garden, Shirley got lost in the forest and got captured by Black Wolf and become a wolf girl after 2 weeks with them. When she was finally able to leave the wolves cave , Eden the huntress captured her right after that. She has lived with Eden since then, but still came back from time to time and paid for both her and Raphael.

=> There is a few time Shirley didn't got home in time to pay for Raphael , got him send to Remy's farm. He managed to escape the farm but lost in the Moor and met the Great Hawk while wandering in deep inside the moor. He became a Harpy boy after staying with the Great Hawk , despite Great Hawk seeing him as his mate, they only a pure relationships and interact with each other as the Hawk respect him and his decision.

=> He finally knows that his sister was the one who sacrificed herself and worked hard in this place to pay for him all this time and forgive her behavior.

Childs:

Shirley has 6 wolves children with Black Wolf , 1 son with Eden, 1 with Robin , 1 with Whitney , 1 with Ivory Wraith and 1 intersex child with her own self.

Raphael is yet to have any children. But he have so many nephews lol

Others:

They both agree to help Robin and share 50/50 on Robin's pay and both have Robin's protector as they are childhood friends

Work:

Raphael works as a waiter at the Cafe for Sam , worked at the dock on weekend, do house keeping at some apartment lot after school, stay at the temple and be pure got him 4000£ each month. Join every school contest for extra money. He dislikes Leighton.

Shirley worked at the brothel as dancer and other stuff involved sexual encounter, work at the club as bartender, she work she quit going to the Temple but still be there sometime to look at Syd and her brother from far away and worked for Sirris at her Adult Shop. Also hang out with Avery for extra money to pay for Bailey

#degrees of lewdity #Raphael and Shirley

8 notes · View notes

ladytheoris · 2 years

Note

for your event, could i ask for p1 c16? thank you sm <3 !

Prompt: He stares at you every time you look away

Getou Suguru X Reader

EVENT

Warning !!: Modern AU Politician Getou, I dont think this is exactly fluff, but it is

Your marriage with Getou Suguru was a pure business settlement. Your father being the opposition party leader, had to make that offer to make the public believe that the so-called rivalry just exists in the public. But everyone who is close to you know the actual fact; that even that decision was to pretend as a good man.

So was Getou Suguru. A stoic man who smiled only for the camera flashes. Each moment you stood beside him, and when he placed his hand on the small of your back, you felt a weight. It was not just of the title you held, being his wife, but also of the burden of the public eye that observed you like a hawk.

But there was a connection you both made amidst his schedules and public appearances. Was it more like friends with benefit or fallen-out lovers, you never understood. One thing for sure you could tell was that you made a great friend, Gojo Satoru; the co-owner of the multitude of businesses your 'husband' did. Yes, that came with public repercussions of scandals too, which limited your meetings to business meetings and dinners like the one today.

Suguru never spoke about the scandals to you, and yes it did haunt you. Was it because he trusted you fully to be his little faithful loyal wife, or did he just ignores the rumors that his best friend is sleeping with his wife? It was safe to say, he gave you mixed feelings all the time.

Today, the evening was daunting like usual. You wore an elegant navy blue dress that matched Getou's tie. His hand on your waist as the media took pictures of you both. The night was elegant and spectacular like it was planned, filled with top-class businessmen, their spouses, politicians and famous social media influencers. Amidst all this you did feel like a little girl lost in a carnival. But that was until Gojo Satoru decided to pop out of nowhere. You where standing by the bar, where you had previously been with Suguru, seconds before he left you there unsaid.

"How are ya, princess?" Gojo spoke.

You smiled and waved at him, "I'm doing great."

His voice gets muffled by the sounds around you, so he moves closer to your ear to speak. You did feel a shiver when his breath touched your ear.

"Why are you alone here? Where is that husband of yours?" He asks.

You shrug in response.

You could feel the prying eyes of gossip-mongers staring at the both of you. Maybe that was the reason why you felt the room temperature suddenly plummet down.

"There are rumors going around about us, Satoru. Don't you feel uncomfortable?" You ask Satoru who was actively searching the bar menu for a treasure.

"One sapphire martini please," he looked at you and smiled. "Why fear when the infamous husband of yours doesn't care?"

"That is one reason why I am asking you," you told.

He hummed tapping his fingers on the counter, "two reasons possibly. One, your husband actually doesn't care about you."

Your eyes widened a bit. Was that actually a possibility why Suguru doesn't question those scandals? Told by his most trusted friend, so that can be a fact too. Afterall all that was shown to the public was a show, maybe he even faked a bit of affection too.

"Hey, don't wander off anywhere yet, I haven't completed my possibilities" Gojo snaps you out. "Two, he knows I have someone even better to play with waiting for me in my home."

"What?" You chuckled, "you got someone and you haven't introduced me to them?"

"That is not the whole point of this conversation." Gojo claps his hands lightly when the bartender places his drink in front of him. "Geto Suguru seems like a bad man, but he is actually not."

"Why would you say that?" You ask him.

Gojo takes a sip from his drink, "Woah this thing slaps hard. You want some?"

"Nah, I'm fine." You tell him.

"Because each time I talk to you, his eyes are right here. Like right now." He smiles. "Now don't ruin the fun by looking, Mrs. Getou"

"Each time you think he doesn't care about you the way you do, you are wrong."

"Why would you tell that," you asked him.

"Otherwise how would you explain the way he looks at you now?" He tells.

You were out of words. All throughout this marriage contract with Suguru, you never felt that he considered any of your needs on his lists. But that doesn't mean he never considered them at all.

"Princess, he stares at you all the time you look away from him." Gojo waves his hands to whom you assume might be the center of this whole conversation. "And I would be a big liar if I tell you that stare doesn't mean jealousy when I am the one talking with you."

"Suguru has got a pretty messed up way of showing his attention and love." Satoru continues. "But one thing I can assure you is that he genuinely does see you as someone important in his life. He wouldn't have been in this marriage of two years if that wasn't the case."

"Hello, Mr. Getou!" Satoru stands up giving Suguru a pat on his shoulder. "I think this is my cue to leave you both alone. Enjoy the night you both." Satoru walks into the crowd, leaving an awkward silence between you and your husband.

Suguru sat beside you and pulled your seat closer to his. You were surprised. He was not the type to show any form of affection, not publicly at least. He then proceeded to hold your hand in his, playing with your fingers, your wedding ring in specific.

"Our life is not something we got to decide till now. But let us decide what happens next." He tells with a smile.

o(〃＾▽＾〃)o

103 notes · View notes

taikoturtle · 1 year

Text

Thoughts on WN S2

Heavy spoilers, as I have no self control and ended up just clicking ‘next’ until I ended up finishing the whole thing.

A SUPER long post below the cut

So, I can’t tell if it’s the extreme fatigue that I’m experiencing due to lack of sleep (which I’m sure plays a part in it) but I have mixed feelings on season 2. I’ll just ramble some points off

Avatrice

I will get straight to it, I thought it was pretty great content, they really fed us this season. Straight off the bat, they knew who was the main ship and they really leaned into it for S2 and we were rewarded with so many good scenes. From the build up of jealousy (not just from Bea, but also bits from Ava), to the fact that they shared so much screen time together (probably moreso together than apart), it really was a bonanza of Avatrice in literally almost every episode.

Bea not getting drunk before and Ava like “oh hell yes, lets get you effed up! shots shots shots!” was pretty fun, but it was even funnier how Beatrice didn’t even seem that drunk after the whole bar scene ended. Like, girl, if you never drink more than a couple sips of wine, how did you not get at least a little sick or dizzy after all those shots and then proceeded to kick butt like nothing happened?

but also, that bar scene!!

and also oh my god, they were roommates.

When did Ava learn to bartend? (random thought)

So, so many moments between these two. Ava falling and hitting the floor and Beatrice cradling her in her arms, it was almost like true love brought her back (lol) but eh, it’s the halo. They’re unstoppable together!

Beatrice constantly worried for Ava’s training and battle-readiness, because Warrior Nuns don’t get to live long lives and this thought probably weighs heavy on her mind constantly.

Beatrice really struggling with her own convictions for the first time and telling Ava to run and hide so that she can just be safe, because Bea would rather be apart than see Ava fall in battle. It’s about keeping the halo safe, yes, but it’s moreso about keeping Ava safe.

Camila having her talk with Beatrice about being terrible at lying. Lol, Camila knows, she’s always known.

We got a kiss!!

Their goodbyes by the portal was so sad, and they both got to say I love you, but Ava didn’t hear it back. Ava is now floating for who knows how many years in the beyond, not having actually heard Beatrice return her words. And yeah I know, she already knows how Bea feels since they kissed, but still, that hurts.

Action scenes were awesome. I really enjoyed the choreography for the fights, and the episodes that had those extended shots felt very dynamic and exciting. There was also a lot more gore and dismemberment this season (or at least it feels that way) and I don’t remember S1 being like that, but honestly I like the level of violence in this season, as the stakes felt higher and tone of the show overall darker and more urgent.

Back to the tone, I like how this season felt darker and more sinister. The fear in the cemetery legitimately scared me for a sec when Michael’s face changed. I was not expecting that. and then Camila’s hallucinations with Adriel felt very unnerving. And the uncertainty of not knowing who was siding with Adriel created a truly anxious atmosphere. Great stuff.

Sweet, sweet Camila going from rookie to coming into her own. I was worried for a bit that Adriel would capitalize on her insecurity of constantly being the young one, but she fought back and weaponized it against him, which was awesome. Her transforming into somewhat of a mentor to Yasmine was also great to see. Plus I mean c’mon, Camila with a gun? Camila with a wrist-mounted crossbow? Sign me up!

Mother Superion! We got more backstory! We got that psyche out (honestly if she didn’t make it, I was going to riot). I’m glad she got that moment with the halo bringing her back after enduring so much burden and regret over her past actions. She also had some super badass fight scenes and overall Sylvia De Fanti’s acting was very standout for me.

Now here begins my rant

Now, I will say, the one thing that really, really bothered me was how they handled Shotgun Mary, and this particular point really left a sour taste in my mouth to the point that I almost didn’t even enjoy the Avatrice payoff at the end.

If she really is truly gone, they glossed over her death so POORLY. If that was the direction they were going to take, I would rather they have ended S1 with her heroically sacrificing herself and the sisters teleporting away so that we didn’t have to wait 2 FREAKING YEARS just to have a brief scene saying she’s gone?!? It was like dangling her fate in front of us and it was so cruel, with them knowing she was not returning for S2.

And like, the reactions of the sisters upon learning her downfall, the scenes were emotional, and heart wrenching, but then the next episode it was like NOTHING EVEN HAPPENED??? Ava was cracking jokes about going SIGHTSEEING??? Like, wtf??? I thought it would have had more impact, but all we got really was a line from Mother Superion about how they don’t have time to mourn the fallen??? It just, the handling of all that really rubbed me the wrong way.

and then the random introduction of Sister Dora at the end? Like they basically just replaced Shotgun Mary with another POC as if to say “oh it’s fine, here’s filling the quota with another person”. I don’t know. I just, it felt so tone deaf?? to me.

And then Lilith, I understand that her character in the comics (granted, I did not read very far) is not meant to necessarily be a hero, but just her going from hunting down Father Vincent, distraught over Mary, to then going to Adriel’s side? The side of the guy WHO WAS THE REASON MARY DIED? And to justify this decision, I get that Lilith is a complex character dealing with the expectations of her mom and not becoming the halo-bearer, but like, that scene with her mom was so brief, and I felt like it wasn’t new information that her parents were overbearing. It just felt like a throwaway scene to explain why Lilith would end up siding with Adriel. (also that kiss? I saw it coming a mile away and it still made me want to throw my phone). Lilith in general is one of my favorite characters, and for her to flip flop and end up siding with the enemy feels like a step back from where her trajectory was going in season 1 after she returned.

And then Adriel’s death???? DEATH BY TARASK STABBING? He was so powerful and yet he got surrounded by a handful of tarasks and couldn’t teleport away or something? Why didn’t Ava do this earlier? Did Reya give her the idea? Even if she didn’t, why try exploding the divinium bomb first before just summoning the tarasks?? I have so many questions, his death just felt so... undeserved.

Also how did the portal stay open after the cross was destroyed?

If Reya had been chasing the damn halo for CENTURIES, if it was right there in front of her, why did she let Ava keep it? The tarasks have been hunting that shit for forever, and Reya just... let her have it? maybe this plays a part in the future seasons, but like, right now it looked like a “thank you for saving me and destroying Adriel, you can keep it” kind of gesture, which is super wild to me.

WHEW.

Anyways, that was a lot more than I intended, but I just had a hard time sleeping because there were so many thoughts running through my head.

I want to like this season, and in many ways I did (the Avatrice content yo!!) but like, it just felt like there was a cloud hanging over it the whole time for me so I’m conflicted.

#long post #sorry for the rant #warrior nun #warrior nun spoilers #spoilers #wn spoilers #there are so many more things I left out #but I have work right now #and I'm tired #and struggling to focus hahahha

26 notes · View notes

elaxalvarez · 4 months

Text

was that [ PRISCILLA QUINTANA ] spotted in the lobby of the infamous arconia hotel? must just be, [ ELEANOR ALVAREZ ] the [ TWENTY NINE ] year old [ BARTENDER ]. whenever i hear [ DEAD BY MADISON BEER ] it reminds me of them. [SHE/HER] are known for being [ DRAMATIC ] and [ SELF CENTERED ] but they make up for that by being [ LOGICAL ] and [ SELF ASSURED ]. they have been working at the arconia for [ ONE YEAR ]

stats

name: eleanor alvarez

nicknames: ela, ellie

age: 30

occupation: bartender

gender: cis female

pronouns: she/her

sexuality: bisexual

birthday: december 1st

sign: sagittarius

ethnicity: mexican + native american

hometown: washington

eye color: green

hair color: dark brown

height: 5’5”

tattoos: one small butterfly on the inside of her wrist

piercings: multiple - coming soon

likes- coming soon

dislikes- coming soon

headcanons- coming soon biography:

tw: chronic illness

Eleanor was in her early teens when her parents separated, her mother claiming full custody of her, and her father claiming full custody of her brothers, she felt like an only child after their family was broken apart by him. Although she had a fantastic relationship with her mother, she felt left out and it was hard not to resent her father and brothers for leaving them. Their relationship was basically non existent until she was eighteen and able to make her own decisions.

She decided not to go to college, Ela wasn’t really interested in academic activities although she graduated high school with flying colours. She spent a couple of years travelling but then her money ran out so she needed somewhere to go and disappointing her mom was not an option - so it was time to fully reunite with her brothers in back in Washington.

Eleanor could be quite selfish at times, she was known for only caring about herself and this point was proven when she fell in love with her brother’s fiancée - on of the night of the bridal shower, they ended up sleeping together. And the night before the wedding, Ela penned a letter to her, confessing her feelings. She expected the wedding to be called off, but this didn’t happen. It was hard to watch her brother and the woman she loved together, but there was no budging, so Eleanor had to get used to it.

Spiraling, Ela thought it would be a great idea to start a sugar baby business. It was strictly dates at first but it wasn’t long until it turned into more. It was just a fun way to distract her, get her through cosmetology school, never in a million years did she think she would end up married out of all this, but she did. He was wealthy, he was handsome, and he wasn’t that old. He wanted pretty arm candy, and she was that. Everyone around her was shocked her life wasn’t that much of a train wreck.

They were a couple of years in when Ela was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis. She became sick, very sick, and finding the right medication was hard. She didn’t want to be a burden on her husband, so she asked for a divorce. He refused, but she was self-destructive - transferring a lot of money from their joint account to her personal account, then fled to New York. She tracked down the best neurologist in town as soon as she arrived and after multiple medication trials, she finally found the right immunotherapy. She left her life of beauty behind and has been working as a bartender for about a year now, she knows her husband landing on her doorstep could happen at any moment, but that time. hasn't come yet, so currently she's living it up. in New York.

#arconiahq:intro #( ela alvarez )

2 notes · View notes

oflowtides · 9 months

Text

⸻ SUKI WATERHOUSE. SHE/HER / have you ever heard of RIGHT GIRL by the maine, well, it describes STELLA SAYWER to a tee! the thirty one year old, and BARTENDER AT ECLIPSE NIGHTCLUB was spotted browsing through the stalls at portobello road market last sunday, do you know them? would you say SHE is more brusque or more CLEVER instead? anyway, they remind me of perfectly pleated skirts, dark sunglasses to hide judgmental looks, the burning need to be perfect and a smug smirk when praised maybe you’ll bump into them soon!

time in notting hill: four years

Stella was often described as the light of her parents life. An easy baby, born our of love and the desire to raise a family, she was doted on and cared for. When just a few years later it turned out that the family was going to have a second child, it was almost as if that information was entirely inconsequential to Stella's life.

An active girl, she had many hobbies and interests, often picking up a new one every six months, occasionally casting old ones to the side but more often than not just having an extremely busy schedule (and she liked it that way). Isobel was like a footnote in Stella’s day to day plans, sometimes wanting to play with her as if she was a real life baby doll, but otherwise wholly uninterested - a trait the Sawyer family seemed to reinforce.

Ballet and horseback riding gave her the building blocks to start doing what she really loved - cheerleading. While her younger sister was often pushed into the same activities, Stella couldn’t care less if the younger Sawyer could keep up with her or not - that wasn’t her concern. Everything was all about Stella in the Sawyer household - she wasn’t even given a fair chance to form a bond with her sister since her parents always acted like she was such a burden.

Not only did she excel in cheer squad, she excelled in school as well. Earning top grades and constantly fawned over by her parents, she got a double cheer and academic scholarship to her top school a few states over. Thinking this was a great growth opportunity, she decided to leave, despite never being away from home before, to see what the world was like outside of it.

While she did well, she learned very quickly that she wasn’t as special as her parents heralded her as. School was tough, but she thrived under pressure, determined to show up everyone in her class. Cheer was her main outlet, and while she joined a few other clubs as well as the sorority, nothing quite measured up to how she felt wearing the cheer uniform.

Graduating with the honor of summa cum laude, Stella worked her ass off, interning at different businesses while teaching cheer classes on the side until the opportunity of personal assistant fell into her lap (she stole it from her boyfriend at the time) and with it, another move. Notting Hill was absolutely darling, and she was looking forward to taking on another challenge.

However, starting her new life has it’s own challenges - she misses the comradery of cheer squad and the sisterhood of the sorority, and the pressures of being such an in demand personal assistant really hit it's boiling point, only recently throwing Stella into a nosedive she wasn't sure she'd ever be able to recover from. Just recently she got a job bartending, as well as newly reuniting with her sister, she's hoping that life is done throwing curveballs her way for a while.

#stella sawyer ; biography #nottinghillintro

1 note · View note

danny-logan · 2 years

Text

meet the catalyst: danny logan

Welcome to Coolsville, the best little small town in Ohio.

…except for right now, but that’s not really DANIEL “DANNY” LOGAN (JOE KEERY) fault, is it? Known as the CATALYST around town, HE is just your friendly neighborhood BARTENDER. Sure they can be HEADSTRONG and CHILDISH, but they can also be LOYAL and DETERMINED just like any other 25 year old. That doesn’t mean they have anything to do with our string of recent chilling events, though… right?

tropes: the himbo, the klutz, upper-class twit, cosmic plaything, the bartender

Back to Basics:

Name: Daniel “Danny” Logan

Age: 25 big ones baby

Gender: Cisgender Male

Sexuality: Known Disaster Bisexual

Height: 5′10 (he does lie and say he’s 5′11 frequently though)

Dig a Little Deeper (tw implied not so great family dynamics)

Danny knows he’s privileged. He grew up in the perfect house into he perfect neighborhood with parents who could give him everything he wanted. He was their prized little boy and when his sister was born they were paraded around town, to church functions, to community events in their little suit and dress.

He was the perfect doting brother. Whenever his sister would get lost or get herself into trouble he would find her and guide her back to the path.

Everything was perfect, until it wasn’t.

Things were okay in elementary school. He was easily excitable but for the most part everyone overlooked it. It wasn’t until middle and high school that his grades started falling enough that his parents took notice.

Can you really be diagnosed with ADHD if your parents refuse to acknowledge it? The general feeling with Mother and Father Logan was that if we don’t say tell anyone, it’s not real, so Danny continued to struggle in school, being forced to listen to angry and aggressive tutors most of his life.

When he got into college, he struggled more. His parents hired Darcy (years younger than him) to help him stay on track and even then he graduated a year later than he was supposed to.

And when he walked out of that building with his business degree? Well he might as well have burnt it for the look of horror in his parents eyes when he announced he was moving out of their house, into an apartment, and would be working as a bartender for the time being.

The tides changed after that. Danny, no longer the prized pony in the race, was turned into the family’s black sheep. All focus turned to making sure Dani was going to fulfill their dreams of being the perfect golden girl. And she’s done a great job of it, really, and her big brother is proud. But ever since his family basically turned their backs on him, their relationship has been incredibly strained.

But now she’s missing. She’s missing and all Danny can think about is that one time she got lost in the antique shop and he found her crying amongst the crystal glasses, terrified that if she moved something might break and their mother would yell. All he can think about is how she clutched onto his shirt and told him she didn’t think he would find her.

All he can think about is what he said after that, the promise he made at 13 years old that shouldn’t feel like a burden on his shoulders 12 years later.

“Dani, I’m your big brother. I promise that I’ll always find you.”

WANTED CONNECTIONS PAGE

#mysteryintro #about

2 notes · View notes

thlias · 2 years

Text

Not everyone can say they’ve been to the Big Apple, but THALIA LIN, a 28 year-old CIS FEMALE has lived in BROOKLYN for HER WHOLE LIFE. This is the city of dreams and SHE knows it, because they came to NYC to be an ACTRESS. Well, that and as a FORMER COSTAR / ONE NIGHT STAND to SHERRI LOWE. Living in the city means they meet all kinds of people, but everyone always seems to think they look like CHLOE BENNET. They even got away with free cab fare once because of it! [ caro, 24, she/her, est, n/a ]

BASICS.

full name : thalia emerson lin

known professionally as : thalia emerson

birthdate : july 28, 1993

birthplace : brooklyn, new york

age : twenty8

occupation : actress, singer

sexual orientation : homosexual

pronouns : she/her/hers

gender : cis female

current residence : brooklyn

voice claim : barrett wilbert weed

THE STORY SO FAR.

trigger warnings — mentions of death.

born and raised in brooklyn, new york with her seven brothers ( who are a dearly wanted connection that i will be getting sent in soon ) thalia grew up pretty comfortable somewhere in the middle class spectrum. her mom was a nurse and her father a stockbroker, so all the kids got involved in Something to help keep them out of the house and out of trouble — for thalia, it was theater. she did community theater programs after school and during the summers, even managed to snag auditions in off-broadway productions with her friends as young as 8. she loved being on a stage and entertaining people but she always saw it more as a hobby, not necessarily what she wanted to do for the rest of her life

she and her friend group were Those Kind of People who spent their time after school writing songs and making short films that were laughably terrible or doing shit reenactments of their fave scenes / plays that they’d upload online just for the thrill of it. she did school plays n things but again, was more of a hobby?? she was in a family with people who had “real careers” so for her she never thought of theater or performing as a viable career path. thalia had new york city in her blood and veins and could not imagine doing anything else, so she applied for nyu and ended up getting in to her greatest dismay

and then her dad suffered from a sudden heart attack and passed away which threw her for a total loop and she had no idea wtf to do, but being super family oriented she decided that college could wait and that she wanted to be able to help her mom with the financial and ease some of that burden, so thalia turned down her nyu acceptance and decided to jump straight into work, bartending and working other odd jobs to help out. she occasionally went to auditions that were within driving distance or in her backyard, but she knew she couldn’t commit to the riskiness of a broadway show as a basic nobody with the financial responsibility she placed on her own shoulders, so she stuck to film/tv. she was of the firm mindset that she was doing it for Fun, she didn’t really anticipate to book anything? was just a nice way to keep working those muscles

but she ended up booking an mtv film called ‘sundaze’ and objectively speaking, it was Horrendous, but it got her in the door and it came with a nice paycheck so there were no complaints. she then did a reading for the same casting director for an upcoming tv show on the cw called ‘mount olympus’ and ended up booking one of the main roles? show ran from 2013-2018 and it was one of Those shows that you remember watching back in high school or college along with pretty little liars and teen wolf and awkward, that p much exploded bc of the great coming of social media n shit. she was like a fuckin lucy hale or some shit, was everywhere, got a lot of random lil roles on shows like svu and grey’s and did a few equally shitty movies during that time

homegirl is a R A G I N G lesbian !! she was one of the few people in her social sphere that was publicly out when she came out in 2014 ( which was bc she and a costar were constantly being rumored of being together and it made the costar uncomfortable so thalia was like i got u but also i’m gay so two birds, one stone ) so again, more attention on her be it good or bad

once her show wrapped, thalia decided she was gonna come back to new york so that she could help her mom transition into retirement now that all the kids were out of the house, put her up in a new house, spend time w her, all that stuff. one of her friends had gotten onto the broadway scene and was involved in the revival of rodgers & hammerstein’s cinderella and was like “you should audition!” and she was like “sure anything for u friend!” and was Not expecting to get it, but she did and she got the lead and she was just so floored and excited and living her lil childhood dreams

but she had that One Costar who made everything infinitely more complicated and despite extending her contract for another year, thalia finally hit her breaking point w her, confronted her the minute she was no longer contractually obligated to play nice and it ended up with them hooking up :) happy day :) and then thalia got ghosted :) which was hard for thalia’s confrontational nature and general wanting for things to go smoothly if she could help it and also it felt like a lil blow to her boundaries since she felt a lil taken advantage and didn’t rlly like the thought of someone trying to figure out their own shit at her expense??? which she couldn’t find out if that was the case bc her number got Blocked

it turned out to work out in her favor bc playing ella meant her vocal abilities were now kind of out there and available to be exploited by the industry!! she started doing more music-y things, writing songs and featuring on one (1) single pop song released to the public i envision what i need by miss hayley kiyoko whom i feel thalia is an incarnation of in some ways?? but that’s just me and ended up auditioning for the adaptation for daisy jones in the six, landed the role of daisy

she was out of town from september to april of 2022 filming and she like just got back a month or so ago???? so she’s just kinda biding her time til the release later this year, doing auditions, shit like that

OOC.

i’m caro and i am so excited to be bringing u all my lil lesbian jesus ! me and thali are up for all the things (seriously, the sky is the limit) so please do not hesitate to hit me up here or on discord blondsey#0330 if you want to plot things or if you want threads with us. srsly, we want to love you down, pls let us

check HERE for all of my wanted connections :~)

ONCE AGAIN I AM SO PUMPED TO BE HERE WRITING W YOU ALL thank u for attending my tedtalk

#❪ 🍯 ❫ ─── INTRO .#enyc.intro

4 notes · View notes

study-in-australia-consultant · 4 months

Text

Part Time Jobs in Australia for International Students

Australia is a beacon for international students who choose to study in this culturally rich and diverse nation. Beyond the world of academia, many students also look for part-time job opportunities to support their studies and living expenses, gain valuable work experience, and embrace the Australian way of life.

This comprehensive guide by MSM Unify takes a look into the various part-time job avenues for international students in Australia, offering tips to balance work with study commitments effectively.

Why work while you study in Australia?

Financial Independence

Earning while studying helps students manage living costs like rent, groceries, and transportation. This financial independence can ease the burden on their families back home and allow students to experience life in Australia without constant financial worry.

Real-World Work Experience

Part-time jobs provide practical work experience, a crucial aspect for students looking to build their resumes. Australian work experience is highly valued worldwide and can give students an edge in their future career pursuits.

Networking Opportunities

Working part-time enables students to meet a variety of people, from local Australians to fellow international students, fostering a network that can be beneficial for both personal growth and professional opportunities.

Cultural Integration

Immersing oneself in the workplace is a great way to understand Australian culture, work ethics, and social norms, thus enhancing the overall experience of studying abroad.

Popular Part-Time Jobs for International Students

Retail Sales Assistant

In this role, students engage in customer service, stock management, and cashiering. It's a great opportunity to develop communication skills and understand the retail environment in Australia.

Hospitality Staff

Working in cafes, restaurants, and bars is a common choice. Positions vary from being a barista, waiter, or bartender, and offer the chance to learn valuable customer service skills and work in fast-paced environments.

Tutoring

For those who excel academically, tutoring younger students or peers in a particular subject can be both financially rewarding and academically fulfilling. It's a chance to reinforce your own knowledge while helping others.

Administrative or Clerical Roles

These positions involve tasks like data entry, managing reception areas, or providing customer support. They are often available within universities and local businesses and are excellent for students looking to gain office-based work experience.

Rideshare Driver or Delivery Person

For those with a valid driving license, working for rideshare or food delivery services offers flexible hours and the opportunity to explore different parts of the city.

Balancing Work and Study

Effective Time Management

Plan a schedule that accommodates both your work and study hours. Use tools like digital calendars or planners to keep track of your commitments.

Understanding Australian Labor Laws

It's crucial to know your rights as an employee in Australia, including the legal number of work hours and minimum wage entitlements.

Health is a Priority

Balance is key. Ensure that you are not overextending yourself, getting adequate rest, and maintaining a healthy lifestyle.

Academic Focus

Always remember that your primary goal is to study. Ensure that your part-time job doesn’t hinder your academic performance.

Finding Part-Time Jobs

University Job Boards

Many universities in Australia offer job boards and placement services specifically for their students, which can be a great starting point.

Online Job Portals

Websites like Seek, Indeed, and Gumtree are popular for job hunting and often have a wide range of part-time opportunities listed.

Networking

Engaging with peers, attending university events, and connecting with alumni can sometimes lead to job opportunities that are not advertised publicly.

Conclusion

Part-time jobs can significantly enhance the study abroad experience in Australia, offering more than just financial benefits. They present opportunities for personal growth, professional development, and cultural immersion. By maintaining a healthy balance between work and academics, international students can make the most of their time in Australia, ensuring a rewarding and memorable experience. To know more about enhancing your international student life read more at MSM Unify.

1 note · View note

allthingsdarkanddirty · 7 months

Text

HOT NEW RELEASE

We are excited to share with you DARKEST NEED by Rachel Van Dyken is live! Get your copy today! https://read.rachvd.com/darkest-need

𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 #𝟏 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐘𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐔𝐒𝐀 𝐓𝐨��𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐥 𝐕𝐚𝐧 𝐃𝐲𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚… I see everything. I feel everything. I watch people fall in love. I watch them burn with hate, anger, rage, and I see the cycle repeat over and over again. I take it on every night I work at Timber, aka Anubis’s bar in downtown Seattle, and then I help the rest of the immortals keep the very intense balance between Heaven and Earth. I see everyone's future but mine, and when I try to look, all I see is darkness, despair, need… Until she walks into my bar with bruises on her face, getting pulled by one of the lesser demons. I do what any good bartender would do… I beat him within an inch of his life and turn my eyes to her. By then, it’s too late. She already has me in her grasp. A succubus that has no other plan than to suck me clean of every inch of power that’s been bestowed on me by the Heavens. I never thought my future involved getting kidnapped and tied up or that I’d die by way of sex—then again, maybe that’s for the best. Dying at the hands of my enemy rather than being one more burden to my already mated friends. After all, giving into one last need before death, while selfish, may be exactly what my darkness means. My need is great. And she’s about to find out just how much. **Every 1001 Dark Nights novella is a standalone story. For new readers, it’s an introduction to an author’s world. And for fans, it’s a bonus book in the author’s series. We hope you'll enjoy each one as much as we do.**

#bookrecommendations #newbookalert #lovereading #bookcommunity #reading #bookish #romancenovels #booknerds #bookishlove #mustread #ebooks #bookshelf #wildfiremarketingsolutions #rachelvandyken

1 note · View note

doctorprofessorsong · 2 years

Text

New fic rec list, and this one's a banger!

I CARRY YOUR HEART (I CARRY IT IN MY HEART by unicornpoe @danger-and-diatribes (Explicit, 26k)

Have you ever read a fic that you know a few lines in you will be reading again and again? A fic that you can feel rewiring your brain? This fic was it for me. The premise: when Cas is attacked and put into a magical coma, unable to awaken, Dean offers use of his vessel so that Cas can be conscious and with him while they find a cure.

I have talked about other unicornpoe fics in the past. I love that this author writes a deeply traumatized Dean and a deeply compassionate, patient Cas. And this one is particularly amazing. It's about trust. It's about letting yourself be loved. It's a Dean Winchester character study. It's so deeply compassionate and beautiful and it will make you hold your breath.

let the sky turn red from how we burn by playedwright @castumes (Mature, 10k)

A Cas character study and one of the most beautiful things I have read in a long time. Cas relives his memories in The Empty ad his family tries to recover him. A simple enough concept so beautifully executed that it made me ugly cry, which is something I do not do. There is a gentleness and a longing to this fic that left me completely undone.

It should be mandatory reading for Casgirls (gn). It's absolutely phenomenal.

Evangelist by emmbrancsxx0 @valleydean (Explicit, 334k)

As you may know from my prior rec lists, I am VERY picky about AU fics. I have read so many great stories where I finish and say: that was a great story, but it wasn't THEM. And there is a soft bit of disappointment in it, because I wanted a Dean and Cas story. But I trust Mallory and I was so right. The Dean in this fic is very early Dean in a lot of ways. Lonely, self-sacrificing, feeling the burden of an absent father. But he’s also very comfortable with his sexuality. I love him. He's so intense and so lonely. But it's the Cas in this fic that makes me want to break through the wall like the kool-aid man. He is weird and awkward and earnest and adorable and I want to put him in my pocket. He's similar to Cinderwings Cas and Under the Midnight Sun Cas, two of my all time favorite Cas iterations. And together? They have that eye fucking, nobody else exists canon intensity. I was begging the to kiss by chapter 3. Meanwhile, the story has so many canon parallels to ground it in the show. Truly, it's an experience.

It's a college AU. Cas is a rich student from a family that basically owns the town and everyone in it. Dean is a bartender and a mechanic working to support his brother Sammy (also a student), during long absenses of his father (a trucker and stone cold bastard). After a few chance meetings, Dean and Cas find that they can't seem to help being pulled into each other's orbit. And they are truly so obsessed with each other that they barely notice the sketchy shit that is happening around them until it’s almost too late.

Half Empty by Sinnabonka @sinnabonka (Mature, 37k)

Plotty and complex, this one will keep you guessing until the end. Dean wakes up after an accident with memory loss. He struggles to put the pieces together regarding a case with several missing persons while also dealing with confusing and spotty memories.

I don't want to tell you too much, because half the fun is trying to untangle what's happening. But this is a story about grief and love and putting the pieces back together. It's also a horror story full of existential foreboding. It's beautiful and twisty and I can’t recommend it highly enough.

Operation Brain Bleach by Briston (E, 30k words)

This cursed and funny concept makes for a really fun read. Eileen and Sam are tired of waiting for Dean and Cas to get their act together, so they concoct a plan to make them pretend they are in a relationship. Dean and Cas are all too happy to play along, with increasingly horny results. It's funny and fun and extremely readable.

A Different Kind of Monster by roadtonowhere (lastoryx) and xfancyfranzi (Explicit, 89k)

When Dean accidentally hits a monster with his car, he's forced to bring him along as he tries to understand what the hell he's dealing with. Cas is like no monster he's ever seen, and his presence forces Dean to confront everything his father taught him. A canon adjacent exploration of what would happen with a few changes, this one is really good. I love the slow dismantling of John's philosophies on sexuality, gender and monsters. In a lot of ways, this is a character study and an exploration of shades of gray in the SPN universe, but don't let that fool you. There are also several really great cases in the fic that will have you invested.

It's hopeful and satisfying. It's an interesting take on what might have been.

Contingency by Cheerful_Shinigami (Explicit, 123k)

I really didn't set out to read two alternate S4 fics, but they are both so good and super different. This fic explores an alternative story where Cas falls for one of his prior acts of rebellion and he decides to save Dean from Hell before he breaks, maintaining the first seal and angering Heaven and Hell. However, Cas is so damaged that he has to possess Dean.

So much of this fic had me losing my mind. From reimagined episodes to some of my favorite Sammy content in a really long time (including a headcanon that I am obsessed with). The relationships are a bit healthier and everyone talks a bit more and honestly it's just a really great read from start to finish.

And if none of that tickles you pickle, help yourself to some prior rec lists.

And if you want to be tagged on my future fic rec lists, drop me a line.

#destiel #deancas #supernatural #spn #deancas fic rec #destiel fic rec #deancas fic #destiel fic #creative caviar #plantdadcas

724 notes · View notes