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renegadesstuff · 11 months
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Them 🥺❤️
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too-many-baes · 1 year
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The Man That Stole Christmas
So this is my contribution to #tmsecretsanta2022 and I am gifting to @lizzybennets so a very Merry (belated) Christmas to you❤️ I wrote what came to mind so I hope you like it (even though it is on the angsty side)🎄
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December 23rd, two days before Christmas. Most people were already at home with their families. Some might be making eggnog with a grin on their faces. Others might desperately be trying to keep the children away from the gifts under the tree for two more nights.
For the CIA it was just a regular night. Crime didn’t stop just because it was Christmas, so neither did they.
“So.” Jane said from his position staring up at the ceiling from the couch, using the word as if it were a complete sentence in and of itself. “Who’s getting coal in their stocking?” Although not particularly unfunny of a statement it still failed to pull any laughs from the group as their heads remained on their work.
“Well”, eventually split the silence, the crew one by one turning their heads to look at the source of the sound, “no coal. The opposite really. Craig is spending Christmas with me and my family this year.”
“That’s nice.”
“That’s quick.” Agents Cho and Rigby’s answers, while in unison, could not have been any more different in tone. Choosing to focus on the positivity Grace responded to Kimball as if he had been the only one to answer.
“It is. My parents can’t wait to have him over.”
“They’ve met then?” Grace nodded at Kimballs question.
“Just the once.” A not uncomfortable silence filled the room as one by one heads turned back to their desks.
“That’s quick.” Rigby’s repetition came too late to sound natural and completely lacked the nonchalance and ease he had intended. He sounded jealous and bitter, and he hated that his tone had so easily betrayed how he felt.
It was no secret to his team now that he hadn’t exactly had a happy childhood growing up. Having a father involved with a gang sounded exactly as unpleasant on a growing boy as it was, and as much as he usually tried to be chipper and happy, he had no problems admitting he was a complete and total grinch.
Christmas had never been made a big deal of in his household, it was like any other day where Wayne wished that his father would stay out as long as possible so he and his mother could enjoy the calm he left behind while they could. There was no tree, no gifts, no cookies baking in an oven while a hallmark movie played in the next room. Christmas was miserable. Until Wayne met Grace.
The first year she had joined the team and Christmas had rolled around he had been ready and prepared to be his usual self, no holiday cheer, no participating in office secret santas, and definitely no Christmas parties. Grace had had enough excitement and joy for the both of them and he couldn’t help it. For the first time ever he had joined in on secret santa, getting a new mug for Jane and receiving a tie from Cho. He smiled when he heard Grace humming along to Michael Buble and eagerly listened as she told him how she would be going to midnight mass with her family, as she always did, before having a sleep in and doing presents when everybody woke up.
The second year Grace was on the team they had not long started dating, so it was too soon to spend a Christmas with the Van Pelt’s, however much he had wanted to say yes when Grace had invited him. It would be too much, too soon. Next year, he had thought to himself. Next year maybe he’ll finally have a happy Christmas and he could hang up the grinch outfit he wore like a shield for once.
Well, this was year three, and it couldn’t have turned out any more different than what he had imagined. Instead of complimenting Mrs. Van Pelt on her ham while he and Mr. Van Pelt shared a whiskey he was having to sit in his office with his co-workers and listen to the love of his life excitedly share her Christmas plans as if she didn’t realise that it was supposed to be with him, not somebody else. It felt wrong, and it hurt Wayne more than a little that it seemed Grace hadn’t batted an eyelash that she was giving his Christmas to another man.
“I guess it is a bit quick.” Grace relented, nervously tucking a strand of hair behind her ear that Wayne wished he could fish back out and twirl around his finger like he used to.
“No,” Wayne started to backstep, guilty that he had brought her mood down, “I didn’t mean it like that.”
“Yes you did.” She responded without missing a beat. Because of course he had meant it like that, how else could you mean it. “But it’s okay.” He opened his mouth to apologise but a knock at the doorway had him snapping his mouth shut.
“Craig.” Grace beamed, jumping out of her seat and hustling to him so she could be wrapped in the embrace he immediately offered. “You’re early.”
“I know,” he punctuated with a kiss to her forehead that had Wayne’s nose wrinkling involuntarily, “but I figured I’d see what the chances would be of you sneaking off early.” She murmured that she’d check before she scurried off and knocked on Lisbon’s door, quickly entering when she was given the okay.
The group all exchanged merry Christmas’s back and forth, the pleasantries stopping when it was clearly Wayne’s turn. Try as he might to swallow his pride and utter the easy two words everybody else had said he couldn’t bring himself. How was he was supposed to wish joy to the man who’d stolen his Christmas? He offered a tight-lipped smile and a curt nod and was let off the hook from anything more as Grace hurried back over, excitedly exclaiming that she could go. With every item Grace packed away he could feel his blood running hotter until he swore the tips of his ears were burning as Grace shrugged on her jacket.
“Merry Christmas everybody, I’ll see you all in a few days.” She said genuinely with a bright smile and twinkle in her eye that Wayne couldn’t believe hadn’t dimmed at all with all the things she’d seen since starting this job.
“Merry Christmas.” His choked out version of the wish had been lost on everyone in the room, the volume of the chorus cancelling his voice out, but Grace had heard him as clearly as if he had yelled it in a silent room. Her eyes snapped to his as she lowered her waving hand back down to her side. Craig’s arm looped around hers had her body moving out of the room, but just before she turned to follow she offered up a small, genuine smile. It had been just for him, his eyes only, and he knew it, his heart skipping a beat at the action.
As the minutes trickled on, one by one agents started packing up for the night, until he was in the unique position of being the last one remaining in the office with Jane. As Rigsby knew he would more than likely be sleeping in the office he decided to cut his losses and pack up for the night.
“Wayne.” The assumed sleeping man had spoken just as Wayne was about to exit the room. He turned around to find the blonde man peeking at him out of one eye.
“Yeah?” He slowly opened his other eye, examining the mans face as if debating whether or not he should say what he had stopped him to say.
“You know it hurts her as much as it hurts you right?” He finally asked after taking in a large breath.
“I doubt it.” Wayne responded snidely, not caring any more at the immaturity that had leached into his voice.
“You shouldn’t.” Jane responded, his tone lower and softer in response to the bite in Wayne’s voice. “It’s as obvious as the nose on her face.” Wayne thought it over, knowing that Jane was seldom wrong on matters such as this and wanting nothing more than to believe him as he usually did.
“Goodnight Jane.” He stated with a dejected slap of his palm upon the doorway. He was met with a disappointed sigh but opted not to hang around and hear the lecture that might follow, instead making his way downstairs and into his car as fast as possible.
The car radio started as he pulled out of the CIA car lot, the sound of Bublé’s ‘White Christmas’ drifting though the speakers. He tsked to himself, reaching to change the station but stopping just short of the button.
He didn’t know what compelled him to do it but he let his hand drift back to the steering wheel, allowing himself to relive the memory of Grace’s humming those few years ago. He felt a prickling in his eyes and tightening in his throat, making his knuckles turn slightly whiter against the steering wheel.
As he continued to listen he kept thinking about Grace and the Christmas they could have, no, should have had. As the song came to a finish, the last notes dancing in his ears he promised himself one thing.
Even if it meant letting another man have his Christmas’s for however many years that it may take, he promised he himself he would never ruin a Christmas for Grace. No more snide comments, no more jealousy, no more Wayne ‘The Grinch’ Rigsby. Just because his Christmas had been stolen didn’t mean he would let himself steal Grace’s.
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fandomcentral101 · 2 years
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Wayne Rigsby and Grace Van Pelt
The Mentalist
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tmsource · 2 months
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blue bird countdown -`♡´- ↳ [29/100] days of Jane and Lisbon
requested by anonymous
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kwistowee · 1 year
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incorrect quotes
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Batfanon Jason stans need to suck it up and accept that JT is a super gritty dark character that's a commentary on trauma,poverty and nuanced justice that he's sometimes straight up wrong about on PURPOSE for depth and to truly achive this instead of a white male power fantasy,he needs a diverse cast and he canonically has a fantastic one.This is why the original Rhato run was so awful and the reboot so much better by giving us Artemis and same for Lost Days continuing his and Talia's bond and making Duke and him eachother's Robin and Dick,Stephanie,Damian,Rose and Dana recurring Red Hood lore characters.In addition to multiple disorders and being lower class with a hatred for rich people,Jason has shown countless instinces of most likely being aroace either non-partnering or romance favorable,has the personality of an afro-dominican man with a backstory and following plots that would work as good representation too(that i will link evidence to as an irl one in the notes for any doubters,nonblack and gringo concern trolls especially)and is heavily audhd-coded on multiple levels
Not an infantalized teenage girl-coded adult white man like Roy treated him.Not an uphoalder of pure moral righteosness who's misunderstood because to be fair,you have to have a very high intellect to understand Red Hood.Not a poser asshole who just wants to be held and isn't actually goth punk but a rich daddy's boy.Not a 'fuck away the trauma' type or a bad friend and ESPECIALLY not a bad boyfriend.Not normal,not shallow,not papable.The DC world dosen't revolve around him and contrary to the weirdass text posts i'm always seeing on here he's okay with that and cheers on his loved ones when they get the spotlight-Tim and his legit enemies are the exception to how he feels about other people,not the rule.Jason Todd is NOT just a white boy and he would NEVER even look in other characters general direction just for being white boys(and yeah,this is about Danny Dead Weight and Borky Barnes and Deadlastpool)or horny white girls or whatever neo-trad bullshit y'all got going on
If you actually watched Under The Red Hood or read Jason's comics that aren't og Rhato,you'd start getting scared not because of the extreme brutality and darkness but because you can't even handle a white cishet male protagonist who respects women and poc and prioritizes them over other white males instead of chasing oppressive fantasies.Your projection is showing and it ain't pretty
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Mentalist Trivia - Improvised Scenes
For @katebeckets and @whydoyouhavetobefictional.
All the improvised scenes (that I know about) in the show. If you know anymore, please let me know. If I remember any more, I will add them to the list.
1x14 - 'There's no business like Cho business' is an adlib from Simon Baker
S1 - the conversation between Wayne and Grace about carrots and the bloopers of this scene is hilarious.
5x02 - when Charlotte (Dove Cameron) rolls her eyes at Jane (Simon) and he says don't roll your eyes at me
5x04 - Jane's handshake with the mob boss
EDIT 5x14 - the poker scene that was gifed by @tmsource and @katebeckets. Robin dealt those cards to Simon on their second take and Jimmy Gadd (our lovely editor) decided to use the scene in the show.
EDIT 5x21 - when Robin hits Simon on the arm as she is driving and her smile immediately afterwards. He then mentions anger management classes referring back to 3x20 Redacted which is her punishment for punching a suspect for Jane.
ADDED 5x22 - Robin had a hand injury which is why she is wearing a cast on her wrist so the dialogue between her and Simon about it was improvised.
ADDED 6x22 - according to a tweet by Emily Swallow, Simon actually hurt his ankle when filming the airport scene so Jane limping and sitting with his leg propped up is not scripted!
7x05 - the final scene when Jisbon are talking about their future plans. You can tell as Simon's accent slips into Aussie and he directed the episode so kept it in.
7x13 - the crazy dancing of the cast was scripted but the selfie between Cho, Rigsby and Van Pelt was an improv.
ADDED 7x13 - the triple kiss between Jane and Lisbon was an improv according to a tweet by Robin Tunney as she stated she had 'never seen a lip wipe in a script'.
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@feministjane
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goblinwithartsupplies · 11 months
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Percy Jackson being related to Bruce Wayne or Tony Stark: overdone and unrealistic
Jason Grace being related to Bruce Wayne or Tony Stark: interesting could totally happen Beryl could totally be related to those two
Just think about it
Damian calls him Grace because they already have a Jason
He and Damian bond over being child soldiers who had very little experience with pop culture
He shows clear signs of childhood trauma but all of them have that.
He doesn’t even flinch at Bruce being Batman he just sorta sighs and says his life could not possibly get any weirder
Diana visits Bruce one day and makes eye contact with Jason Grace and just asks Bruce why her half brother is here
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feministjane · 16 days
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Decided to be brave and post my first Mentalist fic 🫣
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sylvies-casey · 7 months
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THE MENTALIST 3.21 LIKE A REDHEADED STEPCHILD
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Prompt #5
It was normal for Bruce to bring guests into meetings, bringing his many vigilante children. But nobody was expecting Diana to come in and introduce her cousins and sister, announcing that they have saved the world before. So therefore they should be able to be here.
Percy, Nico, and Thalia were very suspicious of these so called superheroes. I mean, they've fought a titan and a primordial, and many Greek monsters. What have these guys done besides go around and keep secret identities?
(Bruce totally tries to adopt at least one of them)
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renegadesstuff · 11 months
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The Team back together 🔥❤️
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*AU where Jisbon’s already a thing, probably*
Cho: Come on Lisbon, the math thing isn’t the problem. Night shift’s keeping you and Jane apart. You two just need to bone.
Rigsby *chuckles nervously*
Lisbon: What did you say?
Grace *nervously*: Don’t say it again.
Cho: I said you two need to bone.
Rigsby *whimpers*
Lisbon *inhales deeply*: How DARE you, Agent Cho. I am your SUPERIOR OFFICER!
Lisbon, shouting, five minutes later: BONE!
Lisbon, sternly, ten minutes later: What happens in my bedroom, Agent, is none of your business.
Lisbon, shouting, twenty-one minutes later: Bone?!
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tmsource · 3 months
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RIGSBY & VAN PELT The Mentalist 2.05 | Red Scare
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'We need more white male protagonists who're genuinely deep but not treated as the narrative's most important part and not coddled by everybody in-universe and that have a truly diverse cast!!!'You guys couldn't even handle Jason Todd
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THE MENTALIST - 2.18, ‘Aingavite Baa’
I love you. I do. But I think I love the job more.
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