#(The Girl with No Strings Attached) : Sophia

[ejzah]

A/N: Here’s my little Whumptober offering for this year. As usual, I’ve gone with a light topic for this one. Takes place post series finale. For the purpose of this story, both Kensi and Deeks have retired from NCIS and fieldwork.

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No Matter How Far You Run, We’ll Draw You Back Again

“Well, first we’re going to change your diapers, then mommy’s going to feed you, and then we’re going to go for a walk. And, if we’re lucky, sissy is going to come for dinner,” Deeks explained as he secured the sides of Caleb’s diaper. “What do you think we should have?” He directed this question at Sophia, who was kicking away in the little bassinet attached to the side of the changing table.

“Ha!” she exclaimed in response.

“I agree,” Deeks said conversationally. “Potatoes would be nice.”

“Ooh, what gourmet dishes are we planning?” Kensi asked, coming up behind him, and resting her chin on his shoulder as she looked down on the twins.

“Mmmmaaaa,” Caleb cooed, excitedly waving his hand in Kensi’s direction.

“Hi sweetie.” Kensi closed her fingers around his fist, shaking it hard enough to make him giggle. She turned to Sophia then, kissing her tones, and the little girl let out a truly impressive string of sounds.

“And there we go,” Deeks announced, hefting a baby under each arm, and spun them in half circles, resulting in another round of giggles. When they were done, he unlatched Caleb’s sharp little nails from his t-shirt, presenting him to Kensi with a flourish. “Two squeaky clean kiddos, which will last for approximately 1-3 hours.”

“Thanks, baby. “Next round is on me,” Kensi said, leaning up to kiss his cheek. “So, what are we having for dinner?”

“Well, Caleb has some interesting ideas about coq au vin, but I’m not sure we have time for it.”

“You’re quite the chef,” Kensi told Caleb, going along with the joke.

“Baaaa,” Caleb replied, determinedly tugging at the front of Kensi’s shirt.

“And of course, you’re hungry again.” She sighed good-naturedly, adjusting her top so Caleb could nurse.

Balancing Sophia in one arm, rocking back and forth. Just the other day, she’d figured out how to clap, and had been entertaining herself with the new skill whenever it struck her fancy. Right now she kept an enthusiastic, if uneven beat to Deeks’ rhythm.

“You want me to watch this one, or start on dinner?” he asked Kensi.

“Dinner,” Kensi replied without a second thought. “I can handle these two.”

“All right.” He turned Sophia to face him, giving her a mock scowl. “No prison breaks, you hear me missy?” She giggled at his expression, tugging at his beard with her little fingers.

***

Deeks had just gotten started on cutting up some veggies, when his phone buzzed in his pocket with an incoming call. He checked the number, didn’t recognize it, and resumed his previous task, dumping a pile of diced potatoes, onions, and peppers into a pan.

His phone started ringing again less than a minute later with the same number. Frowning, he accepted the call.

“Hi, this is Marty,” he answered cautiously.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Deeks, this is the Director of the FBI along with NCIS Director Leon Vance,” a smooth male voice responded. “I was hoping you’d have some time to talk.”

“Um, honestly, I was just about to start dinner,” Deeks answered, falling on humor to cover his surprise. These days the number of calls he got from any federal agency aside from the IRS was minimal.

“We’ll try not to keep you too long. I know you have a family waiting for you,” Director Vance spoke up, clearing his throat pointedly.

“Of course,” the FBI director agreed, appeasing Vance, Deeks thought. “Well, to get straight to the point, our agency has been following a human trafficking ring for the last year. This particular ring has grown over the years, but it’s come to a head recently.”

Deeks felt his stomach clench unpleasantly at the mention of trafficking. In all his years in law enforcement, dealing with those cases had been some of the very worst.

“We’ve attempted to infiltrate this ring many times, with subpar results,” the director continued on, oblivious to Deeks’ inner turmoil. “Unfortunately, time is not on our side. We recently received a tip that several hundred children and women are being transported in the next few weeks. That’s when your name came up.”

“I’m going to need you to be a little more explicit, Sir,” Deeks said, even though he was certain where this conversation was heading.

“Former Deputy Director Ochoa mentioned you’re skilled in undercover work, and a review of your history with NCIS confirmed that to be true. I think you’d be perfect for this job.”

“You do recall the part where I have six month old twins at home, right?” Deeks asked facetiously. He didn’t think for a moment that the Director hadn’t completely vetted him and combed through his and Kensi’s lives meticulously. A bitter feeling settled heavily in his stomach at the thought. “Not to mention I retired from active fieldwork last year.”

“Yes, we’re aware,” Vance said, sounding strained and maybe a touch irritated. Deeks wondered how much say he’d had in this entire venture. If the FBI had gone over his head to ensure his cooperation.

Deeks had expected the topic of fieldwork to be officially shelved, not to be on the receiving end of a call from the directors of NCIS and the FBI asking him to return for what sounded like a highly dangerous mission.

“Yes, yes, my belated congratulations to you and Agent Blye,” the FBI director added on hastily. “Though I’m sure they could spare you for a few weeks for a good cause.”

“With all due respect, why not use another, active agent? There’s half a dozen that come to mind right now.” He didn’t envy anyone who was tasked with the job.

“Your persona, Max Gentry, would be a perfect fit for this role,” the Director explained, and Deeks’ lip curled at the mention of an alias he’d come to hate. “And, to be perfectly honest, you’re the best agent for the job. You fit the profile, you have the skills, and you know to speak to these kinds of people. After reading through your file, I don’t know that I’ve seen a better operator when it comes to undercover roles. It’s truly impressive.”

“You can cut down on the flattery, Director,” Deeks said, now without any politeness. “I know my talents. I was good at my job. When it was my job. Now I’m a father, husband, and lawyer and I’d like to think I’m pretty fantastic at those too. I’m not prepared to jeopardize any of that.”

There was a moment of silence over the phone, and Deeks wondered if he’d stunned the Director by not immediately capitulating.

“I’m not sure you understand the gravity of the situation. These are children, like your twins. Imagine someone taking them in a few years. Or your wife,” the Director pressed, his tone telling Deeks he knew exactly what he was doing. Deeks flinched at the mention of the twins and Kensi. “You’ve dealt with this before. Do you think you’ll be able to sleep knowing that these kids are out there, being sold and abused? That they may never see their families again?”

Deeks clenched his jaw, beyond angry at the blatant manipulation, and even more so that the Director was right. When there were kids involved, hell when there was anyone vulnerable being mistreated, he found it hard to stand idly by.

“I’m going to need more details before I commit to anything,” Deeks decided reluctantly. He hated himself for giving, almost as much as he was quickly growing to dislike the Director.

“Of course, Investigator.” He could almost hear the SECNAV’s satisfaction through the phone.

“Let me be perfectly clear; I still don’t like this. My priority is my family and if I don’t think that your operation is sound and capable of actually shutting down this trafficking ring as well as saving the victims, then I will not be a part of it,” Deeks said firmly. “I won’t be used as a pawn in some game or to gain you a gold star.”

“We understand,” Vance replied before the Director could. “I think that’s a perfectly reasonable request given the importance of the case. Rest assured that I will be involved every step of the way should you decide to assist us.”

“Yes, we appreciate that, Leon,” the Director replied, not sounding too pleased by at all. “We’ll expect your decision in two days, Deeks.”

“Right. Now if you’ll excuse me, it’s getting late and I have a hungry family waiting.”

“Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule,” Vance said, and he actually sounded like he meant it. “Tell Ms. Blye hello for me.”

“Sure thing.” A moment later, the call was over, and Deeks carelessly set his phone to the side. Turning to face the counter, he braced his elbows on the surface, burying his face in his hands.

What the hell had he gotten himself into?

***

A/N: I couldn’t confirm who the current NCIS director is, so I just went with Vance before I went crazy searching for answers. Part 2 to follow.

#ncis la fanfiction #densi #marty deeks #kensi blye #whump fic #angst #Whumptober #no matter how far you run we’ll draw you back again #post series finale #ejzah fanfiction

[hologramcowboy]

Why are people so insistent that because Jensen and Danneel are still married and she’s wormed her way into business with him that means they’re so in love? (This ended up being so long, I’m so sorry! I always send you the longest deep dives 😅).

Their relationship was never about love. They were two people partied together and cheated on their partners with each other. When their partners broke up with them, Danneel clung onto Jensen and he let her because he had nothing else going on. Very much a situationship. One person treats it like a real relationship (Danneel), the other as a regularly occurring, no strings attached hook up (Jensen). Then he suddenly was at the age where all of his friends were getting married and the studio was probably on his back about having a partner for his image because 1. Bachelorhood isn’t a good look once you hit a certain age and 2. The gay rumors. Conveniently, he was hooking up with a girl employed by the same network. Her career looked promising at the time, so Jensen gets a little nudge from higher ups to make it official. Danneel gets the press and status she needs to keep her career on the same upwards trajectory, Jensen keeps his wholesome guy from Texas image he had at the time, and they get to be the replacement network power couple after Sophia Bush and Chad Michael Murray didn’t work out. That’s why the timeline of their relationship is so sketchy, because it was all manufactured. One moment Jensen was recently single, the next he was claiming that he had been dating an “up and coming actress for a few years” (his actual words, I’ll try and find the interview) and why there are no pictures from their relationship prior to going public. Because there was no relationship.

I don’t think the relationship was meant to last beyond a couple of years of dating. The idea probably was they would stay together long enough to get Danneel her clout and cement Jensen’s reputation as a good man who doesn’t use women. But she’s a schemer, there’s no way she was letting him go. And this is where my point about everyone around Jensen getting married comes in. I think seeing everyone around him getting married made him feel as though he was getting old, and needed to get married too. Jared, who is four years younger than him, getting married really sealed the deal panic wise. Danneel preyed on that and got her ring. Then, she stirred up the gay rumors so that Jensen would feel even more pressure to get married. If he had broken off the engagement, tabloids would have taken that as proof that he was gay. It also served the purpose of making sure that people knew not only who she was, but who she was going to be- Mrs. Ackles. Then a short engagement to lessen the chances of Jensen getting cold feet. Jensen still got cold feet, and she was prepared for that so she made sure there would be people around to talk him off the ledge and down the aisle. The wedding pictures say it all, like most pictures of the two of them do. Her smug face, his parents pinched expressions and Jensen’s eyes looking super distant (nothing says true love like having to be high to get though your own wedding).

From the moment the marriage certificate was signed, the (failing to this day) long con of Mr. and Mrs. Ackles, Hollywood power couple, began. No honeymoon for the “stars”, but straight to Upfronts to parade around her new husband and promote herself and her new show. Friends with Benefits was supposed to launch her to stardom. She wanted to be the next Jennifer Aniston, and Jensen was going to be her Brad Pitt. This was also around the time that she was heavily campaigning to replace Megan Fox in Transformers. Friends With Benefits was a total failure, and NBC knew that was going to happen before it even aired. They moved it from being a mid-season replacement for the 2010-11 season to a summertime premiere, a death sentence for any TV show. They didn’t even air the season finale, it was first made available when the show was put on iTunes and Netflix in 2018. Her other two projects released that year were a small role in Mardi Gras: Spring Break (best described as a trashy/dirty movie made for teenage boys to watch when their mothers aren’t looking) and reprising her role as Kumar’s girlfriend in the final Harold & Kumar movie. After that she had small roles in two other cancelled after one season sitcoms (in 3/20 episodes of Retired at 35 and 2/13 episodes of How to Live with Your Parents for the Rest of Your Life). She would then pretend she was retiring from acting to become a mother, yet shortly after JJ was born filmed Baby Boot Camp, a Hallmark movie. Motherhood was a cover up for her failed career, and a way to keep Jensen in her clutches.

From 2010 to 2013 while Danneel tried to make it big, Jensen and Danneel are pretty public. He brings her as a plus one to events, there are paparazzi pics of them out and about fairly regularly, they live in LA with the rest of the stars. When they move to Austin in 2014 however, Danneel basically disappears. No more paid paparazzi, Jensen slowly starts bringing her to less events, and no career to give her visibility. Divorce rumors start to circulate (or rather recirculate. No one has believed in this relationship since the moment it went public). Then Danneel makes her Instagram public and verified. I specify public and verified because she was on Instagram for a while before her “first” post in August of 2015. She deleted a bunch of pictures, got verified and the era of being Jensen Ackles’s wife and mother of his children began. It’s not enough though. And from then on it’s a cycle of trying to gain attention. She’s constantly caught by fans trying to pass off Jensen content as current on Instagram. She tries several times to brand herself as an activist and get into liberal circles. She collabs with a jewelry line with little success. Her recent foray back into modeling. She gets zero attention outside of the fandom, and while she used to mock Gen for being a mommy blogger clearly wanted to be one as well, trying and failing a few times to make it as an influencer. Even with Jensen’s name she can’t make it- whether it’s internet fame or acting. The only time she’s active in the public eye is when she’s trying to prove her marriage. Divorce rumors- next thing you know she’s pregnant with twins. Divorce rumors again- Hilarie gets her a gig with a few other OTH stars in a hallmark Christmas movie. This backfired because no one recognized Danneel as Rachel after all the surgery. Divorce rumors again- guest spot on Supernatural and a family brewery that very conveniently doesn’t include Jensen’s side of the family. More divorce rumors- now they have a production company! She continues to accompany Jensen to less and less events until she’s absent from all of them. You may have noticed that once Gen didn’t need to pretend to be her friend to play up the image of “J2 are so close and their wives are too!” Danneel stopped being seen with her at events in Austin, in fact she stopped going to events entirely. Clearly Jensen wasn’t her only meal ticket.

And now we’re in the current marriage flop era. Post Supernatural has not been good to them. They’ve both admitted their marriage only works when they don’t really see each other and only talk on weekends and now that he’s not in Vancouver 9 months of the year they can’t hide behind that anymore. Cringey anniversary video trying to brand themselves as a humorous couple. No one does that unless they have something to prove. Danneel all but abandoning her social media after years of attention seeking, and after using lockdown to heavily promote the Ackles as a nuclear family unit. Never visited Jensen when travel restrictions were lifted while he was filming The Boys. Only family photos we’ve seen haven been taken outside of the home in public spaces (WB tour, NOLA boutique picture, Disney) and the only public proof of them cohabiting comes from them spending Christmas as a family in Colorado, and Jensen staying in the house they were renting in NOLA for a few days while the prequel pilot was being filmed. We know it was only for a few days because he was away filming for Big Sky at the time. She’s rarely seen with Jensen, and if they’re together they’re noticeably very drunk (FBBC Christmas party, Mardi Gras) or so visibly upset that even the most blind sheep fans notice (Upfronts). They can’t even pretend to be happy for the cameras anymore. What about any of this reads as a happy marriage to people? I have more to say, but this is already way too long so maybe another time lol.

Anon, I love you! 💖 You had the patience to explain everything in great detail. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for this beautiful post, I enjoyed reading each paragraph and I hope you will share the rest as well!

"What about any of this reads as a happy marriage to people?" Indeed. Normal people acknowledge something is off about these two, especially those who are outside of fandom but I guess stans would rather empower their cult worship than face the truth.

#anti danneel #anti elta #anti elta graul #anti danneel ackles

[rosereview]

Favourite Webtoons Part 1

Recently I’ve gotten really into Webtoon and all the different comics there are on there, and I thought I would make a list of all my favourites. These are only the ones I’m reading and obsessed with currently but I’m sure there will be many more in the future that become obsessed with too. But for now, here they are in no particular order, and I tried not to put spoilers in there but I suck at non-spoilery things. 

Cuckoos Three by Cassandra Jean & Mosskat

This is an adorable story about two guys falling in love (although we’re not at that part yet) after one of the characters, Jacob, moves to the country from the city and meets his neighbour Murry. I’ve been following this story since the first time Cassandra Jean mentioned making it here on Tumblr and even though it’s been full of multiple starts and restarts, I am so happy that it seems to be continuing officially on Webtoons (and on Cassandra Jean’s patreon). It is just a super heartwarming story that makes you feel warm and fuzzy inside.

Lore Olympus by Rachel Smythe

This is like the number one story on Webtoon and for good reason. I love this story so much! It’s a Hades and Persephone retelling in a modern Olympus (although an ancient human Greece) that is full of adorable moments. It is so well done and the art is spectacular and the story covers lots of emotional topics. I’m also super excited that it’s coming out as a physical graphic novel soon as well, so if anyone is interested in starting it, but likes to read physical books, I’m pretty sure it’s the first 25 episodes that come out in the first volume October 5th. For sure worth the read and deserving of the hype. 

SubZero by Junepurrr

This is the next story that I became obsessed with and even though Junepurrr’s on a hiatus to get ready for season 2 right now, it is worth it to read the whole first season. It’s about two enemy rulers— who can turn into dragons— being forced to marry to stop the war between their two kingdoms. It is a romance and has the whole arranged marriage trope and a love triangle situation, so if your into that then you’ll love this. But also if you just love dragons and fantasy stories that have royals, which I love, then you should also check this out because I loved reading it and the art is gorgeous!

Midnight Poppy Land by Lilydusk

Midnight Poppy Land is also on a hiatus right now, getting ready for season 2, but again it is so worth it to read season 1! I love this story so much and the art is also so beautiful and makes me fall in love with the characters even more. This story is also a romance and is about this girl getting caught in some mafia stuff without meaning to, which is where she meets the main male lead who is one of the mafia tough guy killers who takes it upon himself to protect her. It’s such a cute story and a really nice escapism story that I was really excited for every week that a new page came out.

True Beauty by Yaongyi

Now we have True Beauty which is still going and it’s already on season 2 so if you’re interested to start it, you have to get through a lot to catch up. It’s also a romance with the love triangle trope about a girl who goes to high school and wears her makeup like a mask because without it she looks like a very different person and it’s just her story about that. I became really obsessed with it in the first season and I like it enough to keep reading, but the main character is really frustrating because she’s so naïve and honestly kind of stupid most of the time, just waiting around for her boys to save her, and it feels like the makeup aspect, which I thought would have the message of loving yourself even without makeup, was lost for the second season and kind of also went away. So kind of mad about that since that’s why I started reading it, thinking it would have that type of positive message, but that went away and now I just read it for the dumb drama, the hot guys, and beautiful art. So if you’re into that, I recommend checking it out.

Love Me Knot by Sophia

This last one here I more recently got into and it still seems to be getting to the really good parts, because the first pages have been a good setup for future drama I think, but it’s a very cute story. I love all the characters because they’re just so cute and likable and I also love the whole concept. So the concept is that everyone has these strings connecting them to their soulmate, but they’re invisible to most people but not the main character. The main character’s string is actually cut (like doesn’t attach to anybody) but she can see everyone else’s strings and who they attach to. Because of this she thinks that she’ll never be in love but then she meets a guy who also has his string cut and who can see strings and it goes from there. It also has a sort of love triangle aspect later on, but like I mentioned there hasn’t been much drama and I feel like since there aren’t that many pages yet, the foundation is still being made for the story and more stuff will come soon. In other words, I see a lot of potential for this story and I can’t wait to see where it’s headed!

So that’s it for this first part and I’ll have a second part coming soon since I couldn’t fit all of my recommendations onto this list because there are so many, and I think I will be doing even more in the future. So I hope that someone found an interesting Webtoon on here that they want to read because I think that all of these creators deserve all the support they can get (and yes even the well known Webtoons, because they’re well known for a reason!) So if you’re interested please check them out. 

Until next time!

~Rose Reviews

#lore olympus #rachel smythe #sub zero #junepurrr #cuckoos three #cassandra jean #mosskat #midnight poppy land #lilydusk #true beauty #yaongyi #love me knot #sophia #webtoon #favourite webtoons

[baseballbitch116]

Stay At Camp(1.2)

Your Walking Dead - Daryl Dixon Interactive Love Story

Introduction: Follow along on your journey with Daryl and the others throughout the series... You choose your actions... Will you end up with Daryl? YOU have the power to decide that!

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x reader

Setting: Atlanta camp - before Rick has joined (S1E2-3)

Word Count: 3263

Series Warnings: Gore, violence, strong language, potentially triggering content, sexual themes, death, mentions of drug/alcohol consumption and abuse...

Chapter Warnings: Violence, gore, death, strong language, angst,

A/N: I’d just like to note that I used a lot of true dialogue from the show, which does not belong to me; however, Y/N and the rest of the writing does.

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“What’s going on?” You ask Glenn as he passes you. “Going on a run. Wanna come?” He asks, stopping and turning to look at you.

You had never gone with them on a run before, what exactly do you do? Would you just get in the way? But then again, you’ve been wanting to find a way to pull your weight… What should you do?

~~~

“Uhh, nah... I’ll stay back.” You respond with uncertainty. You feel slightly guilty, but you just don’t think that you’re ready to go out there just yet. Glenn nods and shoots you a reassuring smile before turning and heading toward the others. With a sigh, you head the opposite way to help out with some cleaning.

Your mind is preoccupied for most of the remainder of the day, wandering between your insecurities or fears, sometimes to different terrible scenarios that could be taking place on that run. Trying to keep yourself busy was the only was that you managed to stay sane - so that was what you did. You helped Amy clean and gut the fish her and her sister caught earlier in the day, tidied up the RV, helped Shane gather firewood, asked Carol to try to teach you how to sew, and even assisted the kids with homework - seeing as you were recently graduated from college with a degree in education.

The day drug by slowly, but eventually the sun set and everyone gathered around the fire Shane set up in to eat. It was a simple meal of canned beans and canned soup, each of you getting small portions in order to feed everyone. You sat beside Amy as you spooned at your food, listening to Dale explain his reasoning behind adjusting his watch every morning. You lent against the log that the others sat on, not overly concerned with dirtying your shorts, as you and the women wash clothes every morning.

This certainly wasn’t a meal that you would have eaten a few weeks ago - not only did beans and soup not go together, but you really steered clear of the weird mushy food. You wished you had a nice cheeseburger or bowl of Fettuccine right now - but that was a luxury that no longer existed. It was not easy to cook meals in a pot over a fire, with minimal ingredients and two dozen people to feed.

You chuckle as Dale finishes his story, taking one more spoonful of the beans into your mouth as you listen to the others speak. Your eyes wandered to Carol and her family gathered around their own smaller fire off to the side - grimacing at the sight. You liked Carol and Sophia a lot - but Ed was another story. The man wanted nothing to do with the rest of the group, contributed less than nothing, and was very obviously abusive toward his wife. You also took notice of the fact that once again, Daryl was not here.

Typically, Daryl would bring back whatever he killed, cook it up and take his plate off to his tent to eat alone. You had not seen him eat alongside the rest of the group before, it made you curious. Why did he insist on being alone? Today, he was still out hunting, having only returned for an hour or so earlier before heading back into the woods. You couldn’t help but worry - he was alone in the woods in the night. Still, it wasn’t your place to worry. The man had probably spoken a total of two words to you since meeting him - if that - you were by no means friends.

You are drawn out of your thoughts when you spot Shane standing up, approaching Ed and Carol over at their fire. Some of the group watch as the others try to mind their business as Shane asks Ed to keep the fire low, so they can’t be seen from far away. You clench your spoon as you see the man tell Carol to remove the log that he just tossed into the fire - watching as Shane stomps it out and thanks Carol, bidding her and Sophia a good night. You liked Shane - he was a pretty good guy to lead this group.

-

The next day goes by relatively the same as the one before, with the exception that the others never returned from the run. Typically, they would be gone from morning until close to sun down, which worried everyone immensely. Amy was panicking and demanding that they go out to try to find her sister, but Shane refused. You could see both sides, feeling bad for Amy but understanding Shane’s reasoning. You tried to reassure her that they were probably fine, but the younger girl wouldn’t hear any of it.

Not long before sundown, you heard the sound of an alarm blaring through the hills. Shane jumped up from where he sat cleaning his shotgun, Lori pausing in trimming Carl’s hair as she followed after him. You tried to spot where the sound was coming from, but you could not see anything. “Talk to me Dale!” Shane shouts at the older man on watch atop the RV. He is looking out with binoculars, trying to pin point what was approaching. “Can’t tell yet.”

“Is it them? Are they back?” Amy asks anxiously. You place a hand on her back to try to comfort her, your heart pounding as you anticipate what is coming.

“I’ll be damned.” Dale mutters.

“What is it?” She demands.

“Stolen car is my guess.” He replies, dropping the binoculars as the red car comes into view.

Everyone gathered around camp when the car pulled up. Shane was furious that Glenn pulled up to camp in a red sports car, laughing excitedly as its alarm shrilled.

“Holy crap, turn that damn thing off!” Dale shouts at Glenn as he grins.

“I don’t know how!” He hollers with his arms open. Shane taps the hood impatiently, asking him to pop the hood as Amy bombards Glenn with questions over the loudness of the car.

“Pop the damn hood please!”

“Is she alright?! Is she okay? Where is she?!”

“Yes! They’re all okay! Well... Merle not so much.”

“Are you crazy driving this wailing bastard up here - you trynna draw every walker for miles?!” Shane exclaims, leaning on the open hood after he shuts the alarm off.

“I think we’re okay.” Dale mutters. You run a hand through your greasy hair as you wrap your head around everything. Everyone’s okay except Merle? Why was Glenn driving this in the first place?

“You call being stupid okay?” Shane asks, shooting a look over his shoulder at Dale.

“That alarm was echoing all over these hills - hard to pin point the source. Shane stands and places his hands on his hips, giving Dale a look. You can’t help but admire how he looks for a moment - his blue button down shirt with the top buttons undone, exposing his chest. His cargo pants were snug on his long legs and his black hair was disheveled from running his large hands through it so frequently. If it weren’t for Lori...

“I’m not arguing, I’m just saying.” Dale remarks. “But it wouldn’t hurt you to think things through a little more carefully.” He points a finger at Glenn, the smile long gone from his face. You shake your head and shift your weight as a white truck pulls up behind the other car. You feel your heart swell in happiness for your friend when Andrea steps out, running for her sister with teary eyes. You watch as Morales and everyone else reunite with their loved ones, both you and Shane exchanging a look as Lori comforts a saddened Carl.

When a new man steps out of the car, dressed in a cop outfit, you are confused when you see Shane’s face fall. He looks like he’s seen a ghost - does he know this man? “Dad!” Carl screams, running into the arms of the unknown man. You watch in awe as Carl and Lori reunite with who must be his father... You and all the other smile at the scene, a single tear strolling down your cheek as you rejoice for them.

Until it hits you.

You look at Shane, his face rising and falling, his expression changing every second. He’s been sleeping with Lori... From what you knew, her husband was shot and died in the hospital right as this all happened... Was this really that man? You had so many questions but instead went over to give Andrea a hug, happy to see your friend has returned safely.

After the others settled in, the fire was once again set up and everyone feasted, listening to stories and the man - Rick - explained what happened when he woke from the coma he was in. You kept glancing back at Shane, wondering whether he was happy his friend was alive or not. He explained that he thought he died, that he didn’t hear a heartbeat and was attached to machines, which sounded like enough reason to believe he had passed to you. Still, you noticed how he looked at Lori throughout the night and you knew that there was going to be tension after tonight.

Once again, Daryl had only appeared once in the morning, asking about the whereabouts of his brother and eating before heading back into the woods. You had met his eye when he strode off, ducking your head from the intensity of his stare.

The next morning, you awoke shortly after sunrise in order to get a head-start on the day. You were going down to the quarry to wash clothes with the women while Shane and Carl tried catching frogs. You dressed into denim capris that hugged your legs and a black tank top, your hair pulled up into a pony tail as you spooned leftovers from last night into your mouth alongside Amy and Andrea. You are sitting beside them on the RV stairs when you spot Daryl approaching the camp from the woods, a string of something swung over his shoulder as he heads your way.

Swallowing the lump that formed in your throat, you exchange a knowing look with the sisters - Merle was left behind. Daryl stops a few feet away from the RV, hollering for his brother as he sets down his crossbow. “Merle!” He hollers again, making you cringe as you note a string of squirrels thrown over his shoulder. You meet his eye for a moment when he glances over his shoulder toward the RV. “Get yer ugly ass out here! Got us some squirrel!” He shuffles the weight of the dead animals over his shoulder. You grimace at the sight - knowing that it was a good thing and you should be thankful, but it was gross and sad. “Let’s stew em up!”

“Daryl?” Shane calls out, stopping Daryl in his tracks. Everyone is gathered around by this point and you exchange a worried look with the girls when you spot T-Dog heading over with an armful of firewood. “Why don’t you slow up a bit? I gotta talk to you.”

“About wha?” Daryl asks, his southern accent prominent. You try not to seem too nosey but at this point a lot of the group was gathered around, anticipating his bad reaction. You set the bowl of food aside and stand, crossing your arms and leaning against the vehicle beside your friends. “This isn’t gonna be good.” Amy mutters to the two of you, keeping her voice low. Shane makes his way over to Daryl, Rick following behind.

“About Merle... There was a uh... There was a problem in Atlanta.” You watch anxiously as Daryl takes in the information, looking around the camp at the people gathered, chewing on his thumb.

“He dead?” He asks, glancing up at Shane sideways.

“I’m not sure.”

“He either is or he ain’t!” Daryl shouts, approaching Shane. Your body is tense now and you worry that he is going to do something stupid.

“There’s no easy way to say this, so I’ll just say it.” Rick steps up, approaching Daryl. He glares at him angrily. You notice how Rick looks a lot different in his large white shirt and jeans than he did yesterday in his uniform.

“Who are you?”

“Rick Grimes.”

“Rick Grimes...” Daryl sneers, sarcasm dripping off his tongue. You feel the tension growing in the air. “You got somethin you wanna tell me?” He growls.

“Your brother was a danger to us all. So I handcuffed him on a roof, hooked onto a piece of metal. He’s still there.”

Daryl begins stalking back and forth, glaring between Shane and Rick, clearly bewildered. If you were in his shoes you would be too - it sounds pretty bad. “Hold on,” He starts, wiping his face and gesturing to his head. You notice that Daryl speaks with his hands quite a lot, mentally adding it to the things that you know about him. “Lemme process this. You’re saying you handcuffed my brother to a roof?! And you left him there!” He hollers at Rick, his tone raising with each word, making you jump at his loudness.

Before anyone can react, Daryl tosses the squirrels at Rick - who dodges them - and goes to lunge at him. Shane is quick to roughly shove him to the ground - making you cringe when he hits the ground on his back. You want to intervene but it’s not your place - and what would you do to stop the older, larger man?

Daryl whips out his large dagger, making you and Amy gasp when he swipes at Rick. Between Shane and Rick, they work together to disarm and get Daryl to the ground, Shane holding him in a choke-hold as Rick tries to reason with him. “You best let me go!” Daryl shouts, his face turning red as he struggles against Shane.

After a moment, Shane releases Daryl. He shuffles to his feet and resumes stalking and glaring at the men. “The hell with all y’all!” Daryl shouts, waving his arm in no real direction. You spot the tears he roughly wipes away and your heart drops for him. If that were your brother abandoned on a roof you would be pretty furious too. You can’t imagine how he must be feeling.

“Just tell me where he is.. So I can go get him.” Daryl grumbles.

“He’ll show you. Isn’t that right?” Lori speaks up, looking over at her husband. When he nods, she stomps past you into the RV and you exchange a confused look with Amy.

You, Andrea, Amy Jacqui and Carol decided to head down to start on the laundry after the scene. Ed tags along, irritating you, but you bite your tongue. Eventually Shane follows with Carl and you watch them mess around in the water, trying to catch frogs. The sight warms your heart - until Lori shows up and tells Carl to leave. You try not to watch too much, but everyone can hear and see her hollering at Shane, telling him to stay away from Carl.

You feel that is a little harsh, given all that Shane has done for her and that he says he thought Rick was dead. You keep your opinions to yourself as you scrub clothes in the water, droning out Carol as she talks. The girls start listing things that they miss and you all laugh when Andrea brings up her vibrator, Carol agreeing with her. The moment is cut short when Ed interrupts, saying that you guys are laughing too much.

You and Andrea turn and shoot him a look as he looms over you guys, lighting a cigarette. This man had nothing better to do than to supervise? You watch as Andrea stands up, approaching him and you dread the worst. You will not hesitate to stand up for her if he acts out of line - unfair to butt in in this situation.

“Ed, tell you what. You don’t like how your laundry’s done, you are welcome to pitch in and do it yourself.” She suggests with a calm tone. You slowly stand from where you sat and turn to face them, ready for him to pull a dick move. “Here,” She suddenly tosses a wet pair of pants at Ed’s chest, which he immediately tosses back into her face, making her gasp. “Ain’t my job missy.” He drawls, taking a drag of his cigarette. The situation very quickly escalates as Amy tries to get her sister to back down but you take her side.

“No, what exactly is your job Ed? You think you can stand around and watch us all day? Got news for ya - we sure as hell aren’t your bitches.” You growl, daring the man to try you. You’ve had it up to here with this asshole, you’re dying for an excuse to fuck him up or go down trying.

He demands Carol follow him when he pussies out of the confrontation and ends up slapping her - sending all of you over the edge. Everyone is screaming as you and Andrea quickly start pounding on Ed’s chest, you digging your nails into his arms as you try to pull him off of Carol. You manage to get a punch in before he is literally drug off by Shane. You hold your throbbing fist as you watch Shane begin pummeling Ed, climbing on top of him and relentlessly beating him.

You almost want to cheer as he does so, grimacing as Carol cries and begs Shane to stop. Eventually he takes it too far and you all start hollering for him to stop. Carol runs over to the asshole’s side and sobs over him, making you sick as she apologizes to him. You and Shane meet eyes for a moment, your gaze landing on his bloody fists. “Shane-” You start, but he shrugs and shifts his weight, walking backward from the scene.

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While some of the men got ready to go back to Atlanta to get Merle, you iced your throbbing hand on the steps of the RV. “You okay?” Glenn asks, shooting you a worried look. You nod and give him a halfhearted smile.

“I wish I could’ve beat his ass like Shane did.” You remark, shifting your weight slightly. Glenn lets out a chuckle and removes his cap, brushing his hair away.

“He deserved it.”

“Damn right he did.” You respond, wincing as you readjust the ice. You look up to spot Daryl getting ready a few yards away. He glances up, squinting at you in the bright sun as you sit there. Word quickly got around camp about what happened and it didn’t take a genius to figure out how you hurt yourself. You watch Daryl chew on his bottom lip, looking at you sideways before dropping his gaze back to his crossbow in hand.

“What’s that all about?” Glenn mutters. You glance up at him and cock a brow.

“Whaddya mean?”

“That. Daryl.” He clarifies, a smirk tugging at his lips. You drop your head as you feel your cheeks heat up, checking out your hand.

“Nothin. We don’t even talk.”

“You want to?” He asks, leaning his body against the RV, shooting a look back at the others that he is waiting for.

“I dunno, he doesn’t seem so bad.” You mumble, glancing up one more time when you see Daryl approaching the other men at the jeep, not looking at you this time. Glenn doesn’t respond, replacing his hat on his head and patting your shoulder. “Be careful.” You tell your friend, shooting him a weak smile that he returns as he walks off.

You watch as Glenn stands a few feet apart from Daryl, Shane giving Rick some bullets. “Let’s go! Wastin sunlight.” Daryl rushes them, making you chuckle slightly. You stand up and after one last look at your friends, you head back into the RV.

| NEXT CHAPTER |

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And that’s the end of the second option! This next chapter will end with more choices that you will need to make to continue through the story. You are heading down a spiral of choices and consequences. A simple decision like choosing to stay at camp is going to set the foundation of this story and all of the choices you are going to need to make following it! If you read the first option, you would see just how different the story has become, and it will only go more into depth as you continue down more paths.

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National Examiner, March 22

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Cover: Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson -- his journey from thief to superstar

Page 2: These stars wheely like to bike -- Hugh Jackman, Eva Longoria, Matthew McConaughey, Kurt Russell and Goldie Hawn, Russell Crowe, Arnold Schwarzenegger

Page 3: Jennifer Lopez and Alex Rodriguez, Al Roker, Pierce Brosnan and Keely Shaye Smith, Matt Damon, Justin Theroux, Ethan Hawke

Page 4: Jennifer Aniston's roles and costumes

Page 6: Susan Sarandon is 74 and single now and she admits she likes to date younger men because they have more inquisitive minds than older guys

Page 7: Golden Age of Glamour -- the shocking beauty tips, tricks and secrets of Hollywood's most stunning stars -- Mae West, Marilyn Monroe, Rita Hayworth, Sophia Loren, Elizabeth Taylor, Joan Crawford

Page 8: Listen to Granny -- older media influencers are getting into the act on social media, with women in their 80s and 90s earning huge followings and lots of money on Instagram -- while some are all about their head-turning styles, others go with decorating or fitness to create their granfulencer brands

Page 9: Go ahead and binge that new TV show because it's good for your mental health -- new research shows the lack of social connection we're all feeling now because of COVID-19 restrictions can be filled, at least to some degree, by watching TV, reading books and listening to music

Page 10: Lucia DeClerck has some advice for living a long life, and she knows what she's talking about because she's 105 years old -- not only did Lucia live through the 1918 Spanish Flu, she's the oldest person in her nursing home and she just beat COVID-19 -- how does she do it? Gin-soaked golden raisins

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Page 12: Stars Still Strong and Sexy As They Hit Milestone Notorious 90 -- Marla Gibbs, Gavin MacLeod, Angie Dickinson, Barbara Eden

Page 13: William Shatner, Olympia Dukakis, Dan Rather, Rita Moreno, Willie Mays, James Earl Jones

Page 14: Dear Tony, America's Top Psychic Healer -- all marriages need care and attention to flourish

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Page 20: Cover Story -- Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson is huge in every way -- the muscle-bound ex-wrestler has starred in dozens of blockbuster films, has tons of projects in the works, millions of bucks and a brand new show about his childhood but he hasn't always been on top of the game -- the dynamo has gone through so many tough times and bad decisions they would sink a lesser man but he's an open book about all of them and how he fought to get to the top every step of the way

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[mywrittingwonderland]

Goodbye time (Shawn x Sophia)

Yep, I should be studding, and I will now come back to it. But hope you enjoy this! The last chapter of this series, but don’t be sad too long Sophia will come back in a new series sooonnnn :)

Summary: Sophia has to go back to London

Word Count: 3,942 Trigger warning: this chapter contains an anxiety attack, so if you are sensitive or if it triggers your anxiety do not read. Final Part to Shawn 21st Birthday Series 

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"I can't believe you are heeeere today! This is so amazing, I missed you... You should not forget your best friends, you know?" Connor said, making Sophia laugh.

"I am sorry Con, we talk every week though! I am certainly not forgetting you," She said, giving him a quick hug. They met each other a few years ago, still in high school. She was doing a year abroad in the US, and she was away from home for the first time, and he was just the friend she needed.

"When are you leaving?"

"After the show... I am not really his girlfriend remember?"

"Nop. You are really his girlfriend, you are not the PR one" He corrected her.

"Yes, that."

"Do you want to talk about it? I can punch him for you if you want..."

"Punch who?" Shawn asked, entering the room.

"You," Connor said, still looking at Sophia and her response.

"No need to punch him Con," She said

"Okay then, I will leave you two because I know you don't have much time. So take it guys."

"So... punch me?" He grabbed her right hand and brought it to his lips to give a quick kiss.

"Don't worry about it, how was the soundcheck?" She asked, leaning in to kiss his cheek and making him smile.

"It would have been better with you there, but it was okay." He said, brushing his nose against hers and planting a kiss on her lips. "Why does he want to punch me?" He asked softly, looking in her eyes and playing with a string of her hair.

"Just because I have to leave after the show, and he asked when I would I, and I told him since I am not really your girlfriend, I..."

"Whoa, let's stop there. You are really my girlfriend... I mean, you want to be right?" He asked, panicking a little bit.

"Of course Baby, What I mean is that officially I am not... Let me rephrase that, for the public, I am not," She explained.

"I am s..."

"Can we not do this today? Because I really want to spend some quality time with my boyfriend, since it will take more than 1 month until I can adequately see him again.

"Right, yeah. You are right," Shawn said, changing his focus to the fact that he just had a few hours left before he had to go to the meet and greet, and then to the show. She was leaving right after the show, just in time for a quick goodbye. And he couldn't even go to the airport with her.

"How much time do we have?"

"About 2 hours... what do you want to do? I was in this very nice bookstore the other time, and they have a café there, we could go and get lost in the books. I know you love that." He was right, she did love that. Bookstores and libraries were her favorites, she was a writer after all. But they couldn't really just go outside and pretend to be regular people. That would not go well at all.

"I would love that, but baby... we can't really go out remember?" She said gently, and he closed his eyes sighing.

"For a moment I forgot that... I am sorry, shit... I am sorry I am apologizing again, and I just did it one more time, fuck!" She smiled at that

"Hey, it's okay. Don't worry. We can just go and stay alone for a while, and just be there?" She proposed.

"We can do that," He said smiling, she was definitely so out of his league and out of anyone's league in this world. And it was just amazing how kind she was being.

"Hey Shawn, we had a technical issue, and we need you to re-do the soundcheck. It's good that we still have 2 hours, so plenty of time," Andrew said, entering the room. Shawn looked to Sophia right after, and he saw the disappointing look at her face, even though he knew she would tell him to go.

"I am sorry Andrew, can you please tell the guys to re-do it without me? I have somewhere more important to be now" Andrew made a confused face.

"But you never missed a soundcheck before" He started making you feel guilty because you knew he was doing that because of you.

"It's okay, you can..." She started saying, but he frantically moved his head in a denying movement.

"No. It's not okay. Andrew, please do as I told you so. I believe there won't be that many changes." Shawn said, grabbing Sophia's hand and leaving the room. "Please don't feel guilty about this, because I am doing this because I need this too. I've been dying to have some alone time with you, and most of the days we are interrupted by something that went wrong. I am not taking that shit again today. I missed you so much, and now you are leaving, and it's already my fault that you can't stay more. So please don't feel guilty, and please don't think that you shouldn't have come. Okay? I really really missed you so badly. And we just have 2 hours now, so I am taking those 2 hours and spending it with the most important person at this moment." He said as soon as they stepped in his changing room backstage. He also made sure to close the door after they got in.

"But you never missed a soundcheck before, Shawn I do understand if you have to..." She started not noticing how his heart was beating up faster each second, and how his mind was racing and making him anxious. He didn't want to leave, and he couldn't. He needed this time with her to stay sane.

"No! No... I can't go," He answered, running his fingers in his curls anxiously and closing his eyes for a moment. "I don't want to go. I just..." He didn't realize he was starting to cry until he felt her arms against him and that made him feel safe for a moment, enough to stop to force his feelings to stay out of the way, and to cry while she was holding him. "I just, I just want..." He took a deep, shaken breath before continuing. "To be with you for some hours..." He said, and she nodded, whipping off his tears. "Am I asking too much? Why can't they handle a second sound check without me? I-I can't..." He said, frustrated with everything and on full sobbing now, she hugged him tightly, trying to not cry herself. Because she understood him, and she also missed him like crazy.

"Hey, shhh, it's okay." She cooed him, dismantling the hug and making him look at her by holding his cheeks in her hands. "We are okay." She said, knowing that he needed to hear that. He truly needed that, because he felt like he could ease his heart a little bit after her words kept playing on his head. "Can you take a deep breath for me, baby?" She asked, and he did as she told, feeling his heartbeat going a little bit slower now. "That is good," She said after having him take some more deep breaths to calm him down. "We can... We can just be here, okay? We will." She said, and he nodded, hugging her tightly and feeling calmer now.

They stayed like that hugging each other for another solid 5 minutes until he detached from her, and made her lay down with him in the small sofa. She was entirely on the top of him, but he was finding that the most comfortable way to lay down ever. He let himself smell her hair and its rose-scented perfume from the shampoo she had used in the morning. He made it calm his mind, and his racing thoughts were gone after a few moments.

"I love you," He said, making her smile and prop up her body to plant a kiss on his lips.

"And I love you Rockstar" He smiled, as he did every time she used that nickname. She was the one using it for the first time, and then everyone just got used to it. But he would never forget that she was the one that really said it first even though the world would probably never know that.

He was not sure when they did drift off, but they slept at some point. Neither of them realizing how tired they were from being emotionally exhausted of everything that was going on.

They were waked up by the sound of a camera flashing.

"Sorry guys, you look so cozy in there. I needed a picture of it." Connor said, apologizing.

"Do I have to go now?" He asked involuntarily keeping Sophia more close than she was before. Connor simply nodded, feeling that it had been a long month for both of his friends. Shawn sighed in frustration as he felt Sophia getting away of his embrace some and standing up some seconds later.

"Come on, a few thousand people are waiting for you." She said, grabbing his hand and helping him up.

"Honestly, I am more interested in just one girl now, and she is not there in the crowd at this moment," He said, making her blush and bite her lip. He smiled at Sophia and brush his nose against hers before giving her a 'quick slow' kiss on the lips.

"You guys are too cute for this world," Connor said, making himself noticeable in the room again.

They both smiled at that and Shawn made sure to give her another quick, tight hug as he was already missing her.

"I guess I will see you outside, I will be the one dancing the most in white" He smiled at the last part.

"May I please have a good luck kiss?" He asked, and she attached her lips with his one more time. Once the kiss was over, he didn't remove his arms from her back right away as he made sure to kiss her entire face and making her giggle before he let her go.

Connor watched as Shawn's faces went from extreme happiness to anxiety just after she exited the room.

"Are you guys, okay?" Connor asked, getting his camera ready to record Shawn.

"I think so, it's just hard." He admitted. "And I am feeling extremely guilty for all this" He added, "I know she is not letting me see how much this is affecting her, she is trying to protect me when I should be the one doing that." He said, visibly frustrated with himself.

"Can I be honest?" Connor asked, and Shawn nodded in response. "I wouldn't have the balls to do what she is doing, ever. Sophia must love you so much for accepting this shit. No offense, you both are my friends, but I was the one who introduced you too in the first place, and you are right about something, she is not showing you what is going on in her head right now, and I know that because she is hiding it from me too. And I am her best friend. She is really struggling with this Shawn." He said making Shawn even more nervous than he was already. Shawn bit his lip, trying to not think about what he was doing with her. He felt like he was slowly breaking her heart, even though he didn't mean to. And that at some point she would just figure out that she could do better than him.

But he didn't succeed much in that since he knew that she was not taking all very well, he knew that when she started crying once she got home. He knew that he was hurting her, and it was not just some insecure thought he was making up in his mind. She was doing her best to smile every time he would speak with her so he wouldn't get worried about her. Deep down he knew all of that, but he also knew that he couldn't just break up with her over something that it was not ever going to be real, and he even knew that she was an angel to have not broken up with him herself. And he couldn't bear the thought of her doing that.

He couldn't really stop the thoughts from flooding his mind, because this time they were right. There was nothing to hold on, it was not an irrational fear, it was actually real.

"What can I fucking do though Con?" He said snapping at the photographer unintentionally. "Sorry, it's not your fault either, I guess I am a little messy right now," Shawn said, apologizing. And feeling his eyes struggling to not let out the tears again.

"It's okay. Shawn, you need to end this, like as soon as possible. Because you are even starting to get your anxiety bad again because of this stunt shit. You need to stop this if you want to keep the love of your life and yourself sane." Connor said, looking in Shaw n's eyes and noticing how he was trying to not cry.

"I know, I am terrified, I can't fucking lose her, I just wouldn't survive," He said, his heartbeat picking up a little more. Connor had to leave since Andrew called him to record the fans getting ready for Shawn before he left, he made sure Shawn would be okay, and just after Shawn nodded was when he left.

Shawn tried to calm himself down, and for that, he did his meditation exercises, two times in a row. But when he was called on stage, he could still feel the anxiety getting the best of him. Shawn was having some obsessive thoughts about how stupid he was and why did he agree with such a mess in the first place. Especially why did he bring Sophia into this mess? And how bad he was hurting her by doing this.

"Are you okay, Bro?" Brian asked, seeing the way Shawn was breathing faster than usual and a tear slipping out of his eyes.

"No, I think I will need my medicine today." He said even though it had been months since he used it, he was panicking, and it was pretty bad. And he needed to go sing for thousands of people.

He heard some movement after he asked Brian for his medicine, but Shawn couldn't really focus anymore, so he tried to close his eyes for a bit, and wait till it went away.

He knew Brian was saying something to him, but he couldn't figure out anything anymore. He was crying, and he couldn't breathe, and the thoughts were not even near getting out of his mind. But how could he manage an anxiety attack caused by his biggest fears coming true?

"She is going to..." He struggled to catch a breath. "leave me."

"What are you talking about Shawn?" Brian asked, trying to catch his friend attention. But he noticed that this panic attack was probably the worse he has ever seen him on. "Can someone find Sophia?" He screamed, making everyone stop talking and leaving to find her. "Shawn, you need to breathe," Brian said, trying one more time in vain to calm his friend. But it only seemed to get him worse as he was gasping for air, and he would probably pass out if he didn't catch his breath soon.

"What happened to him?" Sophia asked, worried, running into the room.

"I have no idea, he was already having it when I came in," Brian explained nervously passing his hands into his hair and moving places to let her sit where he was before.

"Baby" She took his cold hands in hers trying to make him focus. "Shawn, look at me." She said being firm, but gentle at the same time.

"I can't... I can't breathe," He said, desperately looking into her eyes and holding onto her hands. He closed his eyes again fast, still trying to catch his breath.

"Shawn. I need you to focus on my voice okay?" He heard his girlfriend voice a little distant, even though she was right beside him. He managed to nod. "I know it's pretty noisy in your head right now, and that you need some time to calm down, but remember that it will be over soon okay? And I am here for you. You are safe." She continued, still not hugging him, knowing that she should just hug him if he asked her too. "Can you follow me and take some deep breaths with me?" She asked calmly, and he nodded. "Okay, I will count 6, and we will inhale" She explained and then helped him by counting how much seconds he should inhale. "Now I will count 3, and you will hold your breath for me." She said, and he did exactly what she said, it took some good 20 minutes till he had inhaled and exhaled enough to calm down his heart. He then opened his eyes and found Sophia kneeled on the floor in front of him.

"I am sorry I don't know what happened. I was fine, I swear..." He started trying to apologize, tears still streaming down his face.

"Hey, don't worry." She said, brushing off the tears that were falling from his eyes. "Everything is fine now. I don't mind at all." She said, grabbing his hands and giving them a kiss." Do you want a hug?" She asked and promptly gave it to him once he nodded.

He quickly buried his head in the creak of her neck and smelled her perfume to ease his mind. It felt good to have her in his arms, it felt safe, and she was still there with him. It had been very long since he had an anxiety attack, and they both knew that.

"Can you tell me what is going on in your pretty head right now?" She asked, moving her hands in his scalp and soothing him a little bit more.

It took a while for him to leave her neck and look at her before answering. "I don't want to lose you." He said sniffing in the end.

"But, Baby. You are not losing me," She said, picking up a tear that felt, and kissing his cheek.

"But, I am making you sad" He explained letting more tears come down "And I know you are not okay."

"Shawn, we talked about that before remember?" She asked, holding his face in her hands.

"Yes, but this time is different. I know you are trying to protect me, and holy shit I should be the one protecting you from this mess I put you in and not the other way around" He said.

"Shawn..."

"No, wait. I need you to promise me that if things get to a point, you can't take it anymore, you will tell me, I can't lose you. I can't..." He finished his eyes full of tears again.

"Shawn, you will not lose me." She said, hugging him again.

"Talk to me? Please?" He asked.

"I will, I will talk to you. I am sorry I haven't... I just don't want you to worry about me."

"Love, that is not possible in this world." He said calmer now and starting to breathe normally again.

He then looked around the room and noticed they were alone again, everyone left at some point when she managed to make his start breathing.

"Am I too late?" He asked, worriedly.

"Just a little bit, it's okay, though." She said, not wanting him to be anxious again. "How do you feel now?" She asked.

"I feel better, I think." He said, putting his head in her lap and enjoying her hands moving in his curls.

"Do you think you can sing today? It's okay if you can't... it was a pretty bad one you had Baby," She says calmly. He takes a while to answer as he needs some more time to feel completely calmed down.

"I think I will, can you stay backstage? Somewhere I can see you?" He asked, looking up at her and seeing as she nodded.

"I can do that. If you need to stop for a bit in between just come to me okay?" She instructed him, and he nodded. "Do you think you need your medicine now?"

"No, I am okay now. Thanks to you Phi," He said, making her smile.

"Always here if you need me, Baby," She said, he then stood up and planted a kiss on her lips. "Can I fix your makeup real fast?" He nodded, letting her work her magic and clinging on her hand the entire way out to the stage.

"Are you sure you are okay now, Shawn?" Brian asked for the 3rd time.

"I am fine" He nodded looking at his friend. "I can do this." He said this time looking at Sophia for support, and she nodded.

"Of course you can Rockstar, go there and kill it," She said, giving him a last peck on his lips. Before he went up, he looked back at her. "Don't worry, I will be here the entire time, I love you." She reassured him one more time.

"I love you more," He said before going up for real this time.

"Hi guys, first of all, I apologize for being late. I had a problem backstage, but it's all good now. Let's have funnnnnn" He said before start singing.

He probably did one of the best concerts of his life that night, and no one could have guessed what had happened before and that he almost didn't even sing.

"That was sooo goood!" Sophia said, kissing him after he got out of the stage. Not bothering for the fact he was all sweaty. "I am so proud of you!" She said, brushing her nose in his making him blush.

"Thank you Phi," He said, going to compliment the rest of the crew before he could come back to his girlfriend.

"Do you really have to go." He asked, planting a kiss on her neck.

"You will be okay if I go today? Do you want me to go tomorrow?" She asked, not wanting to trigger anything more for him.

"I would love for you to stay forever, but I know it would be a mess with all this shit going on," He said, making her nod. "I am sorry you have to go." He said, kissing her nose and looking at her to memorize everything before she had to leave in a few minutes.

"It's okay, we will talk every day," She said, trying to cheer him up, but not being very successful since she was also sad. "Are you feeling okay, really?"

"Yes, I am fine Phi. Don't worry." He said, caressing her cheeks with his thumb. "I love you, and I will miss you soooo much." He said not being able to avoid the tear that slipped out of his eyes.

"Aw, I love you, and I will miss you even more," She said, kissing him, and tasting the mixture of both of their tears.

"Not possible," He said, whipping her face, and looking at her eyes for some more seconds. Before she really had to leave; otherwise, she would miss her flight.

"I love you, stay safe, okay?" She said, hugging him tightly.

"I will. Have a safe trip back. I love you."

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Henry Cavill, Idris Elba, Natalie Portman, Colin Firth, Lupita Nyong’o, Sophia Lillis

Henry Cavill - All 

Idris Elba

The Wire (TV Series)

American Gangster

Luther (TV Series)

Zootopia

Thor Movies

Pacific Rim 

The Jungle Book

Cats

Natalie Portman

Leon: The Professional

Star Wars Prequel trilogy

Where the Heart Is

Zoolander

Cold Mountain

Garden State

Closer

Goya Ghosts

The Other Boleyn Girl

Brothers

Black Swan 

No Strings Attached

Thor/mcu movies

Jackie

Knight of cups

Song to Song

Annihilation  

The Death and Life of John F. Donovan

Colin Firth

Valmont

Circle of Friends

Pride and Prejudice (mini-series)

The English Patient

Shakespeare in Love

Bridget Jones’s Diary 

What a Girl Wants 

Girl with a Pearl Earring

Love Actually

Mamma Mia!

A Single Man

The King’s Speech

Kingsman: The Secret Service

1917

Lupita Nyong’o

12 years a Slave

Star Wars Ep 7-9

Little Monsters

Black Panther

The Jungle Book

Us

Sophia Lillis 

It

Sharp Objects (tv series)

Thank you for asking this took awhile lol 

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Bad Influence, Chapter Three

Authors note: I have had the best time getting dark & weird & really over the top with Nikki towards the end of this chapter, I really hope you all enjoy it!

ps if you think you know what happens after this, you definitely don’t 😏

Warnings: Language, drug use, Nikki being a dick as per, some serious sexual tension

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Summer ‘82

“Well, well, if it isn’t Elizabeth fucking Reynolds, the one that got away.” Laughed the beautiful blonde, as he waltzed up to the bar & leaned over to smack my ass, smiling from ear to ear.

“Oh my god, is that Vince fucking Neil, the worst kiss I ever had?” I smirked, “How the hell have you been rockstar?” I asked, genuinely happy to see him, grabbing him his usual drink.

“I’ve been touring Canada, singing, partying & fucking every single night, how the fuck do you think I’ve been?” Vince laughed, “Although, it’s nice to come home to your fine self.” He added, winking & taking the beer I handed to him. “We weren’t too sure if you’d still be working here.”

“Yep, still got rent to pay, Vinny! I think I’ll be working behind this bar for the rest of my days at this rate. I miss the old days of living with Daddy, when everything was paid for & taken care of,” I sighed jokingly.

“Well I’ll tell you what, you come live with me & I’ll be your new Daddy & I’ll take care of you.” He drawled, stroking the side of my face. I scoffed, moving away from his touch.

“Excuse me, you blonde haired bitch, I know you’re not trying to convince my roommate to move out to go live in that disgusting ‘Mötley House’ you degenerates live in, right?” Came the sharp, witty voice of my best friend, Sophia.

“You can join too babe, you know Tommy would love to have you there.” Vince said laughing, eyeing her up & down.

“Where is my drummer boy anyway?” Quizzed Sophia, looking towards the door of the famous Whisky A-Go-Go, waiting for him to burst in with his usual energy.

“Oh they’re on there way, Nikki was arguing with the bouncer outside, something to do with us not being on the list. I slipped in when they weren’t looking because I couldn’t wait to see your beautiful face.” He said, flashing that killer smile at me.

“Lets hope they don’t fucking let him in.” I said, ignoring Vinces cheesy compliment. I was used to them by now. A few months after the Nikki-Maddie incident, I moved out to finish my final year of school as a fully fledged, independent adult. I met Sophia through an ad she put out, looking for a roommate & we hit it off immediately. We lived just off the Sunset Strip & Soph got me a job working with her at the Whisky. It still wasn’t my scene but money is money &, turns out, being an independent adult ain’t cheap. Of course, Mötley Crüe were regulars, playing shows & partying there all the time &, as much as the sensible part of me hated to admit it, I’d grown to kinda like them. I’d become a chase for Vince, who was convinced he could charm me into bed like he does every other girl, although he definitely wasn’t getting anywhere. Meanwhile, Sophia & Tommy had a no-strings-attached thing going on, although Sophia had that going on with a lot of band members that played at the Whisky. She definitely had a type.

Hanging out with Mötley Crüe was fun, but I still didn’t party like they did. And I definitely still hated Nikki fucking Sixx.

“Sophia, Beth! How’re my favourite barmaids?” Tommy yelled, bounding up to us like a gangly, excited puppy who’d just seen that their owner’s home. “I’m so glad you’re both here, Nikki was convinced you wouldn’t still be working here by the time we came back off tour!”

Speaking of the Devil, he was purposely stood at the other end of the bar, being served by someone else as to not have to interact with me. Our hatred was very much mutual, only speaking to each other when we had to &, more often than not, it ended up in an arguement. He looked up when Tommy mentioned his name, shooting him a look before making eye contact with me. He tipped his bottle of Jack at me, before flashing that arrogant smirk he knew I despised.

“T-Bone, it’s good to see you man! You too Mick,” I smiled warmly at the eldest Mötley member, who nodded at me as he swigged from that hip flask he always had on him. “How was the tour guys?”

“Fucking INSANE” yelled Tommy, “we kicked Canada’s ass!”

“So when do you girls finish?” Vince asked, eyeing us both up & biting his lip slightly. Me & Sophia looked at each other & laughed.

“In about 10 minutes.” Sophia answered. “So I know you’ve been on tour & all of those drugs have probably scrambled your brain, but you know Beth’s still won’t sleep with you, right Vince? She’s practically a nun at this point!”

“I am not!” I yelled, laughing, swinging the dirty dishcloth I had in Sophias direction as she tried to dodge it.

“Well how about a little holy water to loosen you up doll face,” winked Vince as her lent over the bar & swiped a bottle of vodka & some shot glasses, pouring out 4 & gesturing for me, Soph & Tommy to take one each. I shook my head as the other 3 knocked them back. “Guys, you know I don’t drink like you do!”

Nikki was walking past & stopped when he heard me say that. “Same old stuck up Lizzy, still too fucking good to drink with us.” He looked at me, that smirk playing on the corner of his lips. I knew he was trying to provoke me, but it worked. I picked up the shot of vodka &, without breaking eye contact with him, downed it in one.

“Yes Beth, that’s my girl!” Yelled Vince as Tommy stole the bottle from his hands & poured out 4 more.

“Now let’s see you do that twice in a row, Reynolds!” Yelled Tommy. I picked up the shot glass, tipped it to Nikki who was staring at me from under his lashes, the irritation flashing in his green eyes & knocked it back. “What’s wrong Sixx, you too good to drink with us now?” I asked, my voice fake & patronising as I offered him a shot.

“Fucking groupie.” He scorned as he stormed off to a booth. I laughed out loud at his tantrum & turned my attention back to the 3 boys & Sophia.

“So Beth, now that your shifts finished & you’re a couple of shots in, let’s see how fun you’re feeling,” teased Tommy, “I dare you to do a body shot off of Vince.”

I rolled my eyes, ready to decline, before I caught sight of Nikki, still glaring at me from his booth.

“Ok Tommy, you’ve got a deal. But only if you do one off of Sophia,” I bargained.

“Babe, I’d have done that for fucking free!” He laughed, jumping over the bar to Sophia. “Doll, lie your ass down on that bar,” shouted Tommy, as Sophia, up for anything as per usual, obliged & got on the bar. Tommy balanced a shot glass full of tequila on Sophia’s chest, poured out a line of salt across her breast & placed a slice of lime in between her teeth. Then he winked at her before slowly licking the salt off her body, expertly downing the shot & sucking the lime from her mouth. Tommy stood back up, looking pleased with himself, a huge beaming smile on his face. “Your turn Beth!”

“Ok Vinny, let’s get this over with,” I laughed. He jumped up on the bar, pouring the shot of tequila himself, lying down & placing it just above the waist band. I glared at him. “You’ve got to be kidding, come on man!” I whined.

“Nope, that’s the rules Beth, sorry!” said Tommy, pouring out the salt parallel to the line of hair leading down from Vinces navel to beneath those too-tight leather trousers that left nothing to the imagination. “& for the final touch..” Tommy howled with laughter as he placed the slice of lime on the Vinces clearly outlined member. Sophia giggled hysterically as Vince tried to stifle his laughter as to not spill to shot glass resting on his stomach.

“Drink up Beth!” Giggled Tommy.

“Guys, come on!” I complained, half grumbling, half laughing. A couple of shots of vodka to someone that doesn’t drink can have quite the effect & I could already feel my usually prominent sensibilities slipping as I gave into the idea of having fun. I looked at the grinning faces of Vince, Tommy, Soph & even Mick. Fuck it, I thought. Just before I bent my head down to Vinces crotch, I made eye contact with Nikki, who’s stare was fixed on me. I winked at him & smirked before licking the salt from off of Vinces toned body, grabbing the shot glass & downing the tequila, & placing my lips around the lime, applying the tiniest bit of purposeful pressure as I sucked on it, making eye contact with Vince as I did.

I let go of the lime, stood up & laughed, letting myself actually enjoy the situation before I realised my tongue felt sort of numb. I moved it around my teeth to see if I could regain any sensation. I frowned &, as I did so, Tommy & Vince burst into a fit of giggles.

“What’s so funny, assholes?” I asked, slurring my words slightly due to the lack of feeling in my mouth

“How’re you feeling Beth?” Asked Vince, sitting up & snorting with laughter.

“I feel pretty good to be honest, I think I’m starting to feel those shots, except my mouth feels kinda weird..”

“I don’t think it’s the shots you’re feeling babe”, giggled Tommy, covering his mouth to try & muffle himself.

“What are you on about?” I demanded. Why couldn’t I feel my tongue?! The feeling was spreading the the back of my throat & I started to panick that I was perhaps allergic to something I’d just ingested. And then it hit me.

“You fucking idiots! Have I just licked coke off of Vinces fucking stomach?!” I yelled.

Vince & Tommy collapsed onto each other in fits of giggles as I looked horrified between Sophia, who looked mildly concerned, but mostly amused, & Mick, who was shaking his head at the boys before looking up at my worried face.

“You’re gonna be fine Beth, you’ve only had one line & you haven’t snorted it. You’ll feel it a bit but nothing intense.” He promised, patting my hand & giving me a reassuring look.

“Thank you,” I mumbled, as my head started to feel a little strange. Not bad, but different. I was focused & alert, like I’d drank a good, strong coffee, but at the same time, I suddenly felt at ease & like a blanket of calm had been draped over me. I wanted to be mad & scream at Tommy & Vince for being so damn irresponsible, but the blanket wouldn’t let me. I didn’t want to do cocaine, but I wasn’t hating it either.

“You pair of mother fuckers!” I yelled, punching them both in the arm.

“But don’t you feel good though?” Winked Vince, seeing that I’d visibly relaxed into the mild high.

“Well, it’s not as bad as I thought..” I admitted, “But I mean it, don’t ever fucking do that to me again.” I said seriously, giving them both a stern look. They each appeared a little sheepish.

“I’m sorry Beth, we didn’t think it was a big deal, honestly!” Tommy offered, sounding genuinely sincere.

“Sorry doll, just thought you could do with having some fun & letting loose..” Vince mumbled. I shook my head at both of them, to wrapped up in this strange new feeling to commit to my anger.

I was scanning around the room when I happened to look over at Nikki, who was obviously flirting with a pretty brunette in a black pvc dress. He was stroking along her collarbone with his index finger, whilst his lips brushed against her ear as he whispered to her. I suddenly had this burst of confidence surge through me & I marched over to them.

“Sweetie, from one girl to another, he’s going to fuck you & break your heart. Yeah the sweet nothings he’s whispering in your ear sound tempting now, but once he’s had his fill.. or you’ve had his fill, I guess..” I babbled, the coke doing me no favours. “He’s going to throw you out & move on to the next. Don’t be one of those girls. You can do better than him anyway, you’re way hotter than he is.” I shrugged, flashing her a smile. She looked taken aback & glanced up at Nikki for reassurance but his anger was evident & she quickly shuffled away from him.

I sat down in the booth, opposite him, folded my hands across my chest & sat back, holding his glare. “She seemed nice,” I smiled.

“What the fuck is your problem?!” He fumed.

“What? I’m just trying to save yet another girl from your twisted little games so they don’t get played like my sister. I like to think of myself as the angel that stops people from getting tempted by the devil.” I mused.

“You think I’m the devil?” Nikki asked, amusement breaking down the anger in those green eyes as that infamous smirk tugged on his lips.

“Basically, yes.” I said, my confidence wavering slightly under the intensity of his stare.

He let the smirk take over his face as he relaxed back into the seat & causally rested his arm along the backboard of the booth. “So tell me, Lizzy, why am I the devil?”

“For the hundredth time, my name is Beth. It’s not Lizzy. And you really don’t know why?!” He shrugged, looking intrigued & uniterested all at the same time. “Because you manipulate people, Sixx! You tempt girls in with that smirk & arrogance & they fall for it, meanwhile having no idea they’re dancing with the devil & you’re only going to leave them heartbroken. You have no regard or respect for anyone, you only love yourself.” I stated, feeling the weight of that stare, but not once breaking eye contact with him. The coke was making me brave & I couldn’t stop. “You have a dark heart, Nikki Sixx.”

His smirk was from ear to ear. “You’re fucking hot as hell when you talk to me like that.”

I faltered, his statement catching me off guard. I inwardly chastised myself for the spark of desire that his words momentarily ignited somewhere deep inside me. That was not me.

“You know, you’re one of the only girls that’s never tried hard to win my interest.”

“I’ve never tried to win your interest, Nikki. It’s called having dignity.” I scoffed, annoyed by the cocky look on his face.

“I know. It’s irritatingly sexy.”

“Well, that’s too bad. I didn’t trust or like you before you screwed over my sister & I like & trust you even less now. I know better than to fall for your tricks & lines. Remember, according to you, I’m the stuck up posh girl with the education & the clean lifestyle & you’re the dark & edgy rockstar with the sordid life & the makings of a drug habit. I’m the angel & your the devil.” I taunted, flashing a smirk of my own.

Nikki leaned across the table to me, his face so close I could feel his hot breath on my face, smell the whisky on his lips. His eyes pierced mine, looking at me with a mixture of disliking & desire. He smiled “But there’s a little bit of devil in your angel eyes, I can see it.” He whispered. A shiver ran down my spine. He noticed & he smirked wider, leaning in closer, so our lips brushed lightly. “And you inspire the Devil in me, Lizzy.”

My heart raced, my knees went weak & my skin crawled. I couldn’t tell in that moment if I craved him or was repulsed by him. Every inch of me screamed to push him away, to yell at him, to stop whatever was happening. But for that brief moment as his seductive words lingered in the space between our lips, that spark of desire I had felt had turned into a raging fire, engulfing my better judgement. All I wanted was to feel his lips on mine, to taste his arrogance & fall pray to his devilsh temptation.

“Ahem.”

Oh thank god.

The judgemental, fake cough from my best friend snapped me back into reality & relief washed over me as I immediately moved away from Nikki, embarrassed & frustrated with myself. Nikki casually leaned back, draping his arm around the back of the booth once again, looking conceitedly at Sophia, as she stood with her hands on her hips, looking at me with intense disapproval.

“Come on Beth, we’ve gotta go collect our wages.” She said cuttingly, throwing a snide look at Nikki before stalking off, back towards the bar.

I stood up, regaining composure, refusing to look back at Nikki. I could feel the smirk without even seeing it. I went to walk away without a word when he grabbed my hand & pulled me back, so I stumbled & fell on to his lap. He entangled his fingers into my hair & pulled me in so his lips were against my ear.

“There’s something dangerously attractive about dancing with the devil. It’s truly going to be heaven dragging you down to hell with me, Princess.”

#Oh my god Ive had the best time writing this chapter #If you think you know #you have no idea #motley crue #motley crue fanfic #motley crue imagine #the dirt #the dirt fanfic #the dirt imagine #nikki sixx #nikki sixx fanfic #nikki sixx imagine #vince neil #vince neil fanfic #vince neil imagine #tommy lee #tommy lee fanfic #tommy lee imagine #mick mars #mick mars fanfic #mick mars imagine #the dirt movie #the dirt film #douglas booth #daniel webber #machine gun kelly #iwan rheon

[sophialongbcttom]

KRISTINE FROSETH? No, that’s actually SOPHIA LONGBOTTOM from the NEXT GENERATION ERA. You know, the child of NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM and HANNAH ABBOTT? Only TWENTY-ONE years old, this GRYFFINDOR alumni works as a PUBLIC RELATIONS INTERN and is sided with THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX. SHE identifies as a CIS WOMAN and is a HALFBLOOD who is known to be MANIPULATIVE, COMPETITIVE, and SPITEFUL but also INTELLIGENT, DRIVEN, and COQUETTISH. — &&. ( MEGAN, GMT, SHE/HER, 23. )

 PINTEREST.  

—— THE BASICS !

FULL NAME: Sophia Caroline Longbottom

AGE: Twenty-one

DATE OF BIRTH: September 19th 

BLOODSTATUS: Muggleborn

GENDER IDENTITY: Cis Woman

PRONOUNS: She/Her

—— CLOSER TO HOME !

FATHER: Neville Longbottom

MOTHER: Hannah Abbott

SIBLING(S): Lydia Longbottom (20), Delilah Longbottom (22), Pippa Longbottom (24)

HOMETOWN: TBA

—— ON THE SURFACE !

FACE CLAIM: Kristine Froseth

HAIR COLOUR/STYLE: Thick light brown waves.

EYE COLOUR: Blue

HEIGHT/WEIGHT: 5″5 135lbs

BUILD: Slim.

TATTOOS/PIERCINGS: Lobes on both ears, conch on the right.

CLOTHING STYLE: Highly fashionable, put together, femme and girly. 

DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS: Bone structure, big blue eyes. 

ACCENT/VOICE: Fairly grey-area southern English accent, quite high and sing-song. 

—— DIGGING DEEPER !

STAR SIGN: Virgo

MBTI: ESTJ-A

ENNEGRAM TYPE: The Achiever

TEMPERAMENT: Choleric

COLOUR PERSONALITY: Yellow #FFFF00

BIG FIVE PERSONALITY TEST: O - 37.5% C - 87.5% E - 94% A - 31% N - 50%

THEME SONG: dead to me - kali uchis, thank u, next - ariana grande, how to be a heartbreaker - marina 

HOBBIES: Quidditch, dating, taking care of her appearance, singing, a little bit of herbology and gardening. 

—— BEHIND THE WIZARD !

WAND TYPE: Fir, Phoenix feather 10" Hard.

My august grandfather, Gerbold Octavius Ollivander, always called wands of this wood ‘the survivor’s wand’, because he had sold it to three wizards who subsequently passed through mortal peril unscathed. There is no doubt that this wood, coming as it does from the most resilient of trees, produces wands that demand staying power and strength of purpose in their true owners, and that they are poor tools in the hands of the changeable and indecisive. Fir wands are particularly suited to Transfiguration, and favour owners of focused, strong-minded and, occasionally, intimidating demeanour.

PATRONUS: Abraxan Winged Horse (according to Pottermore)

AMORTENTIA: Wood polish, sun-warmed skin, freshly toasted bread, wild mint leaves. 

BOGGART: Herself, invisible and muted to everyone. 

since day one she realised that punishment as a child was inconsequential really, and that people naturally wanted to react to her in a caring way. just made easier if she lead them in the right direction. so u can imagine that being her sibling was so much fun! like she wasn’t angelica pickles all the time.... but she wasn’t a constant delight. pretty desperate for attention.

i guess carrying on from the learned behaviour as a kid she only really knew pulling people’s strings? she wasn’t influenced by anyone else, it was just something that came naturally to her very early and wasn’t really corrected because she was pretty good at it.

really competitive, driven. under? over? around? no? THROUGH. 

a quite frankly frightening perfectionist. causes her quite a bit of turmoil which she ofc hides in an effort to appear effortless. yes that is a very broken looking sentence, you see the issue. 

at hogwarts she got pretty quickly obsessed with her self image, lived the mean girl dream (nightmare) through most of her time at school. never had any true friends until her last two years at hogwarts bc the rest were all social climbers who periodically threw one another under the bus depending on the circumstances. despite this, she is loyal to a fault. she will swiftly demand vengeance, retribution and is not afraid to steal your boyfriend if she feels you aren’t being punished enough. 

never got below an E in her entire time at hogwarts and was able to remedy that initial grade swiftly. 

is actually a good friend once she lets her guard down. 

overall a better person now but she can still be snappish and cruel without thinking. is not a girl who will lie to you about how you look in that outfit. 

was a chaser for gryffindor, tries not to seem overly enthusiastic about the game but adores playing quidditch. has season tickets for the holyhead harpies. 

jenna marbles vc: I’M A VIRGO!!

a very talented herbologist in her time at school, sequestered herself away in the greenhouses often even though the humidity made her hair go all frizzy. still has a little windowsill garden at her flat. 

absolutely disastrous with romance and is lowkey terrified of submitting to the mortifying ordeal of being known, i mean, aren’t we all ladies? really does genuinely enjoy dating around and casual attachments. is a thoroughly sexual being, doesn’t give a shit if you don’t like it. an insufferable flirt. 

still sleeps with a stuffed mooncalf that she’s had since she was tiny. if you make any unwanted comment about daisy however, you will be sleeping on the floor. 

works in a pretty cut-throat PR office now, after the whole gilderoy lockhart ordeal there was an opportunity to mine. 

TIMECLASH - Is completely desperate to understand the magic behind it all. Slightly terrified to see her parents as 20-somethings? And has honestly had the thought: look at how the dating pool has widened up, nice. Yep.

oof i’m so rusty with intros and i should proof read this but i’m not gonna lol. please please please feel free to message me to plot, or you can like this post and i’ll drop you a dm. i will be going thru everyone’s intros tomorrow at work and will hopefully be drumming up some ideas!

exes who hate each other? still have chemistry? on good terms? friends? not exes exactly... ex-almost-somethings? ex-hookups? current hookup? someone she teased at school? used to be fake ass friends together? friends with romantic/sexual tension? coworker? current long-lasting best friends? school rivals? someone she used to tutor? they live in the same building? share a flat? live next door and hear her singing in the shower? maybe she saved a potted plant of theirs? a client of hers? friends who only see each other to party? friends who shop together?

#quantum intro #oof #OO F

[aubrey-plaza]

Waiting On You

Stacie/Aubrey soulmate AU where your life is black and white until you see your soulmate for the first time.

Except, for as long as they can both remember, they’ve seen in colour, or, not? It’s hard to describe the feeling of seeing in black and white vs seeing in colour if you don’t have that moment where it all changes, and it’s even harder if it happens when you’re too young to be able to grasp the meaning of soulmates or colours, for that matter. 

Which is unfortunate for them, because they meet at Sophia Richardson’s 4th birthday party. 

It’s at the playground and Stacie gets pushed down the slide before she’s ready so she goes down hard, crashing into and tumbling over Aubrey, sending both of them sprawling into the sand below and causing them both to immediately burst into tears, more out of surprise than anything. 

Their mothers promptly pull them apart and the only time they’re near each other again is when Sophia’s mom makes all the kids stand with Sophia near the cake to take a picture. 

It’s hard to grow up in a world of people who have that moment of revelation when they first look at their soulmate, especially when you can’t distinguish if you’re seeing in black and white or in full colour. 

(ask any colourblind person and they’ll tell you how for the longest time they never even knew they were colourblind)

They both have radically different ways of dealing with the possibility that the universe is cruel enough to either not give them a soulmate or have let them meet their soulmate before they could remember it, Aubrey closing herself off from everything and everyone and focusing on her schoolwork and career, while Stacie connects with as many people as possible, happy to provide a no-judgment and no-strings-attached zone to people who have yet to meet their soulmate or who’ve suffered even while seeing in full colour. 

The first time they meet (which is really their second time, but shh), they’re 22 and it’s a hot New York summer day and Aubrey is desperate for some relief so she steps into Starbucks for an iced coffee but because the universe is cruel, she barely has the cup of cold heaven in her hand before another customer bumps into her and the ice cubes and milk and espresso end up on Stacie’s white t-shirt, and as it drips down her shorts and long, long legs, Aubrey lets out an expletive and an apology as she glares over her shoulder at the man who’s already apologising and walking to the register to buy her a new coffee. 

“Not that I’m not grateful for the cool-down but there are better ways to flirt than dropping ice on my shirt,” Stacie says, thumb and forefinger pinching her shirt and peeling it away from her skin but Aubrey can still see the dark green of Stacie’s bra. 

“I’m so sorry, I—”

“Don’t even worry about it.”

“But you’re all wet.”

“Not the kind I prefer, but hey, what can you do about it,” Stacie says with a shrug as she lifts her shirt to try and pat away some moisture from her skin after one of the baristas hands her a towel. 

The teasing words make a flush creep up Aubrey’s cheeks as she tries not to stare at Stacie’s exposed abs. 

“I—uhm, I have a spare shirt,” Aubrey manages, voice thick. 

“You carry around a spare shirt? Spill coffee on a lot of stranger, do you?”

“No, I had a work thing,” Aubrey says, waving her hand vaguely as the other one reaches up for the strap over her shoulder and drops her gym bag onto one of the nearby chairs and ruffles through it. She easily finds her blouse and it’s a little wrinkled but it’ll have to do. 

“You don’t have to give me this,” Stacie says sincerely when Aubrey holds out the shirt. 

“Just take it.”

“I’m going to return this.”

“Okay.”

“So can I have your number?” Stacie asks and Aubrey has to duck her head to hide a smile. 

They meet up two days later for Stacie to give Aubrey back her blouse and they meet at the same Starbucks and stay there until closing time, talking to each other. They text every day, and meet up regularly for dinner, and they never bring up soulmates. 

Stacie thinks of touching Aubrey’s soft skin every time they see each other and Aubrey thinks of kissing Stacie’s inviting lips every time they see each other and they both think about what they could be ever time they see each other but they still never, ever, talk about their soulmates. 

It’s a year later and Aubrey’s helping Stacie move into a new apartment, desperately trying to ignore how flushed she is not because of the scorching summer heat but because of the sight of Stacie in a tank top and the shortest shorts Aubrey’s ever seen in her life. 

“What’s in this box?” Aubrey asks, patting the top of one and Stacie frowns as she leans over, pulling open the flap and completely negating the reason Aubrey’s asking. 

“Oh, pictures,” Stacie says and Aubrey rolls her eyes good-naturedly. 

“I can see that.”

“There are some childhood pictures in there,” Stacie says with a coy smile and Aubrey lights up, eyes sparkling in a way that makes Stacie want to drown in them. 

“Can I see?”

“Knock yourself out,” Stacie dismisses, scrambling up off the floor to go label the kitchen boxes. 

Aubrey reaches for one of the photoalbums, flipping it over and cooing at the adorable baby pictures of Stacie, fingertip running along the pages as she watches Stacie grow from infant to toddler to—

“Stacie, this…”

“Hm?” Stacie calls out from the kitchen and when no response is forthcoming, she lifts her head to find Aubrey staring intently at a picture, mouth dropped open and her whole body rigid. 

“What’s wrong?”

“That’s me,” Aubrey whispers, index finger frozen over a picture. 

“What?” Stacie scoffs, sure she’d misheard Aubrey and she strides back, drops down onto her knees next to Aubrey to look at the photo. 

“That’s me,” Aubrey repeats, tapping her finger on a tiny blonde 4-year-old smiling at the camera with an arm around the birthday girl. “That’s Sophia—” She moves her finger along to point out the girl before moving onto the girl on Sophia’s other side.  “—and that’s you.”

“What the fuck?” Stacie breathes.

“Stacie…” Aubrey starts, finally lifting her head to peer into those gorgeous eyes. “Have you met your soulmate?”

“I don’t know,” Stacie admits in a small voice. 

“What do you mean, you don’t know?”

“I don’t know. I did a test, a few months ago, and—”

“Do you?” Aubrey asks urgently. “Do you see colour?”

“They say so,” Stacie says in a small voice. “Do you see colour?”

“Yeah.”

“And we’ve met before,” Stacie says, pointing at the picture. 

“We have.” Stacie’s eyes flicker between the picture and Aubrey, trying to puzzle it all together. “I—”

Stacie doesn’t let her finish, slides a hand around the back of Aubrey’s neck to pull her closer and Aubrey comes eagerly, fingers grasping at Stacie’s shirt as their lips finally meet in an urgent kiss. 

Stacie kisses Aubrey like she’s drowning and Aubrey holds onto Stacie so tightly that she thinks she couldn’t let go even if she tried and they’re still not a hundred percent sure they’re each other’s soulmate but as it turns out? 

That doesn’t matter one bit. 

send me a made-up fic title and i’ll tell you what i would write to go with it

#ask #staubrey #fic title ask #fvckyouimaprophet #k8 writes #this got super long whoops #staubrey au #staubrey headcanon

[turtlebolt718-blog]

My Hero America ch4 (A parody of My Hero Academia)

By: Team Sugar Russia (Aka: Zeus, Fox, SeaStar905, Festus, Darci, Pennywise, Loading…, and Wild-Tiger)

Chapter 4: Pvp

Inside the building, five min. Before match.

“Welp,” Taura stretched her arms up over her head, “Looks like you’re going to get your wish after all. Lucky you. What’s your deal with her anyway?”

“Nothing much,” Max was tangling his thread together going in and out of portals. “I just don't like her, something about her. Makes me want to see her struggle.”

“Okay, I can get behind that. So, what’s our game plan? And does it involve me playing pranks?”

“Do what you want, I’m setting up a web that spans the whole building, if they get caught in the web, I’ll know exactly where they are. I also want them to know what fear is, the new girl’s quirk can work with us. And once you apprehend the perv, give her to me.”

“This sounds very elaborate. But also fun. I’m up for it.” Taura smirked.

“Let me ask you a question though.” Taura cracked a wicked grin, her eyes glinting. “Eldritch Horror or Nightmare?”

Outside the building, one minute before match.

“Alright, partner. What’s our plan?” I ask Iris, who was adjusting her goggles.

“I think it would be best if I used my X-ray vision to see where the hostages are and then book it in the building.” Iris explained.

“Okay, and what do I do?”

“Do you have any combat abilities?”She asked me.

“No.”

“Can your quirk cause physical damage?”

“No, just mess with electronics.”

“Then just stay beside me, don't get in my way, and let me look at you from time to time.”

“Ugh, fine.” I don't like being useless, I want to do something.

The intercom screeched outside the building.

“Attention students, may the training match commence.” Mr. Koro announced.

“Okay, turning on X-ray.” Iris cranked her goggles and the lenses swapped with different ones. She stared for a few seconds and then turned towards me.

“Max is on the fourth floor, probably the hostages too, and I can’t see Taura.” She explained.

“How can Taura combat X-ray freaking vision?” I asked.

“I can’t really see through things I just use a combination of thermal vision and motion tracking. They also require an electric charge so please be careful with your quirk.”

“Okay.” we began to enter the building but then I thought more about what she said. “Wait, so that time you were in the bush saying you were peeping on me?”

“I was lying, how’d you like my joke?” She smiled. I hit her on the head, glaring. “Okay, I’m sorry. Let’s just go.”

We walked into the building and wandered around on the first floor, trying to find the stairs. Everything going good, but then we heard something in the distance, a hissing-growl sound. I jolted and made the lights flicker.

“Watch it, my vision got fuzzy, just keep calm. That’s probably Taura.” Iris warned.

“How is Taura making those sounds?” I asked.

“You don't know her quirk? I thought she told you.” Iris said, confused.

“Tell me wha-” something fell in front of us. Something large. It reared up, almost 7 feet tall. It had a canine-like, rounded face, with six dark eyes and a set of giant spider mandibles. It  had the body of what looked like a hyena and giant bat wings stretched off it’s back. And it had eight legs. Eight.

A large maw opened along the bottom of the face, going down it’s neck, baring large, glinting, needle like fangs. It let out a jaw rattling shriek-howl sound, and lunged forward. I screamed, stumbling and falling back, and must have let out a large pulse because the lights went out and wouldn’t come back on. The creature leapt over me and disappeared behind us, leaving us alone.

“Agh, my X-ray! It’s fried.” Iris took off her goggle and began tweaking them.

“I’m sorry, I was scared. What was that?” I asked her.

“That was Taura, she can change herself to look like different animals.” She explained. She cranked her goggles again and put them back on, she opened her eyes and the goggles became something like spot lights, illuminating the corridor.

“Cooooool.” I said. “How did you do that?”

“Yellow lenses make my eyes create light, Green becomes night vision but I think it would be best if you could see, too.”

“Thanks, should we keep going?”

“Yeah, we’re down to twenty minutes. Let’s hurry.” We ran around the halls until we finally found the stairs.

“What the heck. These shouldn’t be so hard to find.” I panted.

“It took a little longer because Taura delayed us but we should be fine. Keep going.”

We ran around some more until the third floor stairs appeared in the distance.

“There it is. We’re almost to the hostages.” As I said that Iris’s lights went out.

“Iris?” I turned around but she wasn’t there. “Hello? You better not be playing another prank or something perverted.” There was no sound. Well shit.

Somewhere in the building, twenty minutes in.

Iris fell through a portal and onto the ground with a loud thump.

“Ouch. Well, I thought this would happen. Come on Sophia, we need to keep moving. Sophia?” Iris turned around to find herself alone. “Crap, this is the one thing I didn’t want to happen. How am I supposed to complete this mission without my eyecandy?”

In the distance was laughter. Cackling laughter, more akin to a gleeful hyena than a human.

“Taura, I know it’s you. You can’t scare me.” Iris cranked her goggles into blue lenses. Her eyes began to glow. “Come out you beautiful degenerate!”

Behind Iris a silhouette rose. She turned around and lasers began to emit from her eyes. The dark figure had disappeared before she managed to turn. Iris only caught a glimpse of it as it darted away. Iris began looking around frantically, continuing her laser barrage. Then something shot out of the darkness. A kunai attached to rope. It wrapped around Iris’ legs and pulled sharply, causing Iris to fall. The dark figure loomed closer and revealed itself to be Taura, still with the spider face. She transformed back into her natural form and crouched down by Iris. Iris glared at her. “What the heckie, man?!”

“Hi, Iris. I’m doing a thing for Max, he needs you for something.”

Iris’ glare only deepens. “Why didn’t you just say so?”

“I don't know.” She shrugged. A portal opened behind her and Max poked his head out.

“Let’s go, Taura. We have ten minutes left.”

“Can we at least go get Sophia? She’s probably looking all over for me.”

“That’s the plan.” and Max ducked back in to his portal.

“C’mon, Perv. We’ve got a job to do.” Taura tied Iris up, picked her up, slinging her over her shoulder, and leapt through the portal.

Third floor of building, ten minutes in.

Okay, I’m alone, it’s dark, and I’m very scared. Someone please help. I should be close to the fourth floor now but it’s almost impossible to see with my only guide being the light from the windows. I rounded the corner and my heart skipped a beat. In front of me dangling from the ceiling was Iris, all tied up in string with a gag in her mouth. She began to try and yell something at me but I couldn’t understand her due to the gag. I began looking around but then something touched my shoulder, I whipped around but nothing was there. It touched me again on the other shoulder but when I looked to the other side it was gone again. I looked towards Iris and I found her looking up, I did the same and when I did I found a dark figure standing upside down above me, looking straight at me. The only thing I could distinguish were the eight, green, eyes. I screamed and it fell to the ground,It rose up and began stalking towards me. I turned to run but when I looked away there was a spider face right in front of me, both walking closer. I had no other option so I crouched down and covered my ears, and then the lights turned on.

“Okay, students. Time’s up. Since the heroes did not save the hostages in time, that means the villain team wins. Please exit the building and come to the observation room.” Mr. Koro announced.

Max punched a wall out of frustration.

“You got lucky, little girl. Saved by the bell.” He climbed up the walls to cut down Iris. she fell to the floor with a loud thud and he dragged her out of the building. Iris’ screams were muffled but still audible.

“Sorry about that.” Taura held out her hand, “We thought it would be fun to scare you.”

I grabbed her hand and pulled myself up. “That wasn’t very funny, what kind of sick humor do you have?”

“The sadistic kind.” We began to make our way out of the building. “Don’t worry about Max, he’ll never directly harm you, and the rest of us will do what we can stopping the indirect harm from coming your way.”

“Apparently that doesn’t include emotional pain since you sure as hell weren’t helping me when Max was standing right above me.” I pouted.

“Well this time was different, that was our objective.”

“To mentally scar me?”

“No, to keep you from winning.”

“Whatever. Just please don't do that again.” I groaned.

“No promises, but nothing that bad. By the way, how’d you like my marvelous eldritch horror?” She smirked.

“I think it was excessive, a simple bug face would have done the same.”

“But where’s the fun in that?” She grinned and kept walking.

We made it to the observation room to find Iris still bundled up, but her gag was off at least.

“SOMEONE GET ME OUT OF THIS!!! I thought it was kinky at first Taura, but you tied me too tight.” She shouted. Max crouched down and untangling the string. Eventually she was free. And Mr. Koro began the grading.

“Okay, time to see who scored what for that session.” Mr. Koro flipped through his clipboard “We’ll start with the villain team first. Starting with Taura.”

Taura, for once, wasn’t completely relaxed. She looked calm enough, but she stood up straight like she was being addressed by a drill sergeant.

“You had the most points out of anyone in this exercise. You excel in both close to long range combat and you made sure that no one got any closer to the hostages than necessary. Bonus points for that fusion animal. Keep up the training with the fusions and hybrids.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“Next is Maxwell. You didn’t fight a whole lot but you did do an excellent work setting up, being able to know where everyone was at all times. Good job. BUT, you did leave the hostages alone when going out to stalk Sophia. So minus points for that. But good knot tying skills.”

“Thank you.” He grumbled.

“Now the heroes.” he flipped through some more and looked back up. “ Iris.”

“Still tied up, but yeah?”

“Maxwell, finish untying her.”

“Fine.” Max continued to cut the string.

“Anyway, Iris. You did very well moving forward and not giving up after Taura turned into that hybrid, so good on you for that.”

“Thanks sir. Also, I’m still pissed at you, Taura.”

“I’m flattered.” Taura responded, smirking.

Iris just growled strangely like a chimpanzee. Taura responded in kind, letting out a growl like a hyena again.

“As I was saying.” Mr. Koro spoke up, cutting off the two. “You were quick to recover once your X-ray was disabled so good problem solving skills but you did falter when it came to combat. Because you were mindlessly firing your lasers you damaged much of the building, and since you didn’t know where the hostages were you could have harmed them. So minus points for that.”

“Sorry sir….I’ll try harder next time. And hopefully WITHOUT interruptions.” She didn’t target me specifically but I knew she was talking about my little scare.

“And finally Sophia, I’ll give you one thing. You were the closest in your team to reaching the hostages. But you hindered your teammate by losing your cool. And when the time came to engage in combat, you broke down.”

I looked down in defeat. He was right, one of my objectives was to apprehend both villains and when they were both there, I froze.

“But, this isn’t all bad. Now that you know all of your mistakes you now have a clear goal to strive towards. Take this defeat and turn it into a future victory.” I looked back up and wiped away the tears that were welling up. At least there was some silver lining. Mr. Koro then clapped his tentacles again and we moved on to the next match.

“Okay, Team A will be the heroes and Team B are the villains.”

“Yeah, I get to blow shit up!” Dy screamed.

“My name is Barry Allen, and I am the fastest man alive.” Barry pumped his fist into the air. We all looked at him.

“WOULD YOU SHUT UP!” Dy yelled.

“Barry, I will kill you in your sleep.” Said Max. Barry put his hand down.

Iris just grins, sighing a bit. “He has such a way with words…”

“Okay, teams. Go to the adjacent training ground and set up.” the group went to the grounds and the rest of us turned to watch on the monitors.

Character: Iris Ayame

Quirk: Iris: Her eyes have multiple abilities that activate depending on what lense she’s wearing. Ex: Blue is laser beams, Green is night vision, Etc. the more she uses her quirk, the more likely she is to burst a blood vessel in her eyes.

Age: 15

Hair: Dirty Blonde

Eyes: Blue(Left), Green(Right), Grey(if she uses her quirk too much)

Height: 5’4”

Personality: Perverted, Flirty, Sly

Ideals: To find someone

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #fanfic #parody #TurtleBolt #Sugar Russia #CrankyZeus

[henryandalex]

***I can’t believe there are still 4(!) months left until the show and more importantly until Malec is back. Honestly, who tf thought that bringing the show back in April was a good idea? I just wanna talk. Especially when seeing all these spoilers and teasers. This is really not helping here!

At least we still have Malec fanfics left to keep us entertained. And with Christmas and the holidays right around the corner, there is time to get invested in some new and amazing fics, am I right? So snuggle yourself into a fluffy and warm blanket, drink some hot chocolate and tea and see these two idiots fall in love over and over and over again.

As always, I hope you’re gonna enjoy this fic rec. The 6th one already, can you believe? I am still so overwhelmed when looking at the notes from the last one. You guys are amazing! Thank you so so much. But now, have fun reading!***

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BETWEEN THE LINES by @msalexiscriss  [ E | AU | 240k | complete ]

Special Agent Alec Lightwood’s been chasing the renowned thief and conman extraordinaire Magnus Bane for five years now. When a criminal from the past, Valentine Morgenstern, threatens their city and both their reputations, the duo will have to do the unimaginable and team up to restore the peace in the big old city. Between secrets, betrayals, heartbreaking truths, and sick games, Alec and Magnus will have to learn to play between the lines of good and evil in order to carry out their mission and make it out alive. Will they succeed?

DEEPER THAN THE TRUTH by @insiemes [ M | AU | 150k | complete ]

Alec Lightwood is a world-famous author, though the world knows him only under his pseud: Gideon Archer. Magnus Bane is a fashion designer who just happens to be a big fan of Gideon's work.

THE WAY IT SHOULD BE by @m-aleciseverything [ T | AU | 53.6k | complete ]

Alec Lightwood had his life figured out: a job that he was passionate about, a beautiful boyfriend who loved him, and friends and family surrounding him.

Everything was perfect or should have been perfect, if it weren't for the nagging feeling that something in his life was missing. And how was he supposed to go on with his life after he met Magnus Bane and suddenly that feeling was gone?

ADDICTED TO YOU by @imawriteriwrite [ E | AU | 78.7k | complete | Fuck Buddies AU #1 ]

Magnus Bane's the head of his own company. Alec Lightwood is in his last year of law school. They’ve never met but have one thing in common: neither does relationships. Just one night stands. That is until they find themselves matched on a hookup app and suddenly one night is not enough.

Also known as the one where Magnus and Alec meet and think they can have no strings attached sex and not develop feelings.

STAY HERE FOREVER by @imawriteriwrite [ M | AU | 11.9k | complete | Fuck Buddies AU #2 ]

A year before, they didn't even know each other. Then there was this hookup app, and months where they thought they could be "just fuck buddies". Things went downhill. Things went uphill.

Now, it's been months since Magnus Bane (head of Bane Co.) and Alec Lightwood (kind of officially a lawyer) finally figured their shit out and started a healthy relationship. Now it's Valentine's Day and their relationship is put in danger as they compete to out romance each other.

THE BRIGHTEST SHADE OF THE SUN by @theonetruenorth [ E | 3k | complete ]

Magnus leaned over him and brushed his lips down Alec’s spine, a feather-light caress that told Alec much more than words ever could. He breathed against the warm skin, pressing kisses over a couple chosen spots; a beauty mark, an old scar, the looping end of a black rune. Alec laughed when he hit a particularly ticklish spot over his ribs. Magnus ran his hand over the back of Alec’s thigh and hummed approvingly when Alec spread his legs a little more, exposing himself.

IT’S A YES FROM ME by @ketzwrites [ G | AU | 23.2k | complete ]

Reclusive singer Alec Lightwood has been taking some time away from the spotlight for a few years now. He has lost his inspiration, his reason to keep making music.

That is, until his manager, Luke Garroway, asks him to enter the panel of the ridiculous singing competition The Angel's Voice. Alec only says yes because that means keeping an eye on Clary and Simon. He hates those fixed, degrading TV shows with a burning passion. Hopefully, Alec figures, he’ll get some inspiration back watching new comers try their luck on TV. Some of them are bound to be good.

It isn’t until Magnus Bane walks on stage, however, that Alec realizes just how right he is.

INVICTUS by @lecrit [ M | AU | 30.2k | complete ]

“You should get a tattoo.”

Alec firmly believed in coincidences, in the serendipity that could bring the hazards of life, but even he could admit that sometimes, things seemed to happen for a reason. He was too much of a pragmatic person to truly believe in fate and destiny.

So even when Jace blurted those words at him as he stumbled into his shop, they remained abstract concepts to him, no matter how it nudged at the back of his mind.

ROSES ARE RED, SO IS YOUR FACE by @madzieloss [ not rated | 5k | complete ]

Before Alec could even wonder what that meant, much less ask, Cat re-entered the room and Alec became overtly aware of how red he was as her eyes landed on his face.

And she cooed at him. If anything, he turned even redder. Was she really… cooing at him?

Cat laughed. “Well, I must say. I’ve been around for a while, and I’ve never seen a shadowhunter blush before. How adorable.”

(or, five times cat makes alec blush, and one time he gets her back)

CALL YOU HOME by Airuna [ T | AU | 62.2k | complete ]

Alec Lightwood was pretty content with his life, he had a successful job leading a law firm with one of his best friends, a great relationship with his siblings and a perfectly acceptable apartment. He really wasn’t looking for anything more but when he finds a little girl waiting all alone in a coffee shop his life will change irremediably and maybe that’s not such a bad thing after all.

Or,

The one in which Alec makes up with his mother, gets a boyfriend and adopts a little girl. Just not necessarily in that order.

ONLY FOREVER by @magnusragnor [ G | AU | 4.7k | complete ]

a love story told through texts, e-mails, and love letters.

LIONHEART by bumblebeesknees [ E | 8.4k | complete ]

Magnus’ bed hasn’t felt like his own without Alec in it. His body hasn’t felt the same without Alec’s warmth pressed up against it. From the second Alec takes his hand, Magnus doesn’t waste any time fixing either of those things. [Coda to 2x20]

THE OPTIMIST IN ME by nygmasneck [ G | 1.4k | complete ]

Days off are rare for them, and Alec intends to make this one last a lifetime.

HOME IS WHEREVER I’M WITH YOU by @softbimagnus [ G | 954 | complete ]

Magnus dropped his hands to Alec’s chest in a gesture so familiar it made Alec ache with how much he’d missed this.

“Ready to go home?”

Alec blinked in surprise.

Home.

Alec wasn’t sure he’d ever get to think of the loft as home again, not since the last time he rolled out of Magnus’ bed before the situation with the soul sword came to light.

BLUE CIRCLE by Hobbit69 [ E | AU | 35.9k | complete | Blue Steel Series #8 ]

When Sophia calls Magnus in a panic, telling him that someone has murdered her best friend, Magnus does the only thing he can, he sends Alec. Alec discovers during the course of the investigation, that there is more going on with teenagers than he thought. During the investigation, Alec and Jace find that there is a circle of teenagers who, in order to join the group, have to prove their loyalty by rape and murder. Who better to practice on than the girls in their social group?

BLUE CLAN by Hobbit69 [ E | AU | 3.3k | complete | Blue Steel Series #9 ]

After adopting Madzie, Detective Alexander Lightwood-Bane and his husband, Magnus, decide to go on vacation to help them bond with their new daughter.

A LIFE GIVEN WILLINGLY by @one100suns [ E | AU | 112.1k | complete ]

There isn’t much Alec Lightwood wouldn’t do for his family. But perhaps he should have said no just this once. Now he’s being targeted by one Sebastian Verlac and forced to seek help from an unlikely source.

Or in which Magnus is a gangster and Alec is in way over his head.

YOUR FULL ATTENTION by @ladymatt [ M | 1.8k | complete ]

Waking up in the arms of his boyfriend, Magnus Bane, was always something to savour for Alec Lightwood.....when he had the time. Unfortunately for them both, on this occasion a Clave meeting prevented a proper 'Good Morning!' With an appointment arranged for the 'Head' of the Institute to shake hands with The High Warlock Of Brooklyn later that day, he should have known Magnus would still make him pay for choosing the Clave over his cock!

IN ANOTHER LIFE by @klynnwordsadhoc [ T | AU | 3.4k | complete | It Started With A Wedding #1 ]

Alec is an ex-Marine Captain, recently returned from overseas to take over his parent's company, struggling to adjust to life as a civilian once more. Magnus is a fashion designer who has many better things he could do with his weekend. They both attend the same wedding, and they're both very pleased about it later.

ODD HOURS by @klynnwordsadhoc [ E | AU | 3.9k | complete | It Started With A Wedding #2 ]

Magnus sighs, “Drill sergeant,” he complains. Alec laughs. “That’s Army. It’s drill instructor in the Marines and I never was one.” “You should have been.”

Magnus has a late night at work and Alec worries.

GOOD OUR WHOLE LIVES by @beatperfume [ E | AU | 34.8k | complete ]

They say that prostitution is the world’s oldest profession, and it’s just as true for the Downworld as the mundane one.

But this is the first time Magnus has ever heard of a nephilim hustling his crowd.

THE WAY I FEEL FOR YOU by @theonetruenorth [ E | 7.3k | complete ]

The drawer was filled with sex toys.

Neatly laid out on a cushy bed of silk lining the drawer. There were a lot of them. Alec immediately felt a little lost as he surveyed the variety of colors and shapes and sizes. There were some that were anatomically-correct but some toys looked weird as heck, and Alec really wasn’t sure how one could use them. There were small ones and big ones and holy shit, how did you even fit some of them into your body?!

A pair of arms wrapped around his middle from behind, startling him so much he actually yelped and flailed a little, luckily managing to avoid hitting Magnus in the face with his elbow.

“See anything you like?”

YOUR WORD IS BUTTHEAD by @lecrit [ G | AU | 3.4k | complete ]

Alec’s kid has a bad tendency of being overly competitive. Which is fine, really, because the apple never falls far from the tree, and Alec is definitely to blame for that.

Or the one where Alec's and Magnus' sons compete against each other in a spelling bee contest and they're both overly competitive about who is the best.

MAKE A WISH, ALEXANDER by @dont-stop-believin-in-klaine [ M | 1.1k | complete ]

One does not simply not celebrate their birthday while they're dating Magnus Bane, the High Warlock of Brooklyn himself. That just won't do.

MORNING’S COME, YOU WATCH THE RED SUNRISE by @lightwoodlesbians [ G | AU | 6k | complete | Malec Single Parents AU’s #2 ]

or the 'your house is being renovated so you're staying at mine and we aren't even dating but every time you get up to the baby crying and sigh, 'i'll go', i feel like we might as well be married' au

BUT SOME OF US ARE LOOKING AT THE STARS by @lecrit [ G | AU | 4.3k | complete ]

There aren’t many things that Alec loves as much as he loves the stars. Most nights, he just likes to sit on his balcony and watch the eerie darkness drape over the sky and the silver glow of the moon, surrounded by the stars shaping constellations he knows by heart.

This is a special night for him and his son. The only night in the year Alec lets Max stay up after midnight, so they can watch Perseids meteor shower together on the rooftop of their building.

Alec doesn't expect to find out they weren't the only ones to get the idea.

THE RIGHT PRICE by Marie_Tomas [ T | AU | 7k | complete ]

Magnus Bane has worked as a lawyer for several years, taking his job very seriously. The Lightwoods have always been one of his major professional rivals in the city, but this hasn't stopped Magnus from falling in lust, and a little in love, with one particular member of the Lightwood family, Alec Lightwood.

When shy, nervous Alec asks Magnus for his help with representing one of the Lightwoods' clients, Magnus makes a joking, flirty comment about what he would expect from Alec in return for a victory in the courtroom. A major misunderstanding happens as a result.

BUCKLE UP by @ketzwrites [ E | AU | 14.8k | complete ]

Alec has been Magnus Bane’s private driver for three years now. They have the perfect relationship; good-hearted, mutually supportive of each other, and frankly amicable. Maybe too amicable, in fact, considering they have been sleeping together for the better part of those three years.

However, when Alec receives a surprise offer for another job, that perfect relationship crumbles. It turns out that, without the anchors of a professional bond between them, Alec and Magnus are left to face something they had refused to think of before: their feelings.

SOME KIND OF WONDERFUL by @magnusragnor [ T | AU | 13.8k | complete ]

“I’m a grown ass man who never learned to swim. I’d laugh at myself if it wasn’t so embarrassing,” Alec replied, shrugging.

“You’re a grown ass man who never learned to swim and has sucked up his pride to try and do something about it. That’s admirable, nothing to be laughed at,” Magnus retorted, finally meeting Alec’s eyes and smiling warmly. “Shall we?” he asked, jerking his head towards the pool.

(aka Magnus is a lifeguard at a local pool and Alec doesn't know how to swim)

WHAT’S IT GONNA BE? by @lemonoclefox [ M | AU | 49.3k | complete | What’s It Gonna Be Series #1 ]

Fairchild’s bakery is a second home to not just Magnus, but also to most of his found-family. As a pastry chef, he works long hours and takes great pride in his craft – so much so that he has little time or attention for much else. Least of all romance. After plenty of experience with heartbreak and disappointment, he has come to expect the worst from anything in that department, and the arrival of the wealthy Lightwoods in the neighborhood isn’t about to change that. Especially not when their eldest son might just be the most insufferable prick Magnus has ever met, no matter what anyone else has to say about the guy.

UP IN THE SKY by @ketzwrites [ T | AU | 23.8k | complete ]

When General Imogen of the Shadowhunter Forces is found dead, the country of Alicante is shocked. As he campaigns to come back to the office, Former President Valentine Morgenstern points out the Seelies as responsible for her assassination, calling for a war in response.

Senator Magnus Bane knows war means death to the hundreds of Downworlders who live in the country. He needs to stop Valentine from winning the election, by any means necessary.

However, the Downworlders votes won’t be enough. Magnus needs the Nephilim to vote for him as well. If only he can convince one of the national heroes of the Light Squad to back him up, Magnus just might have a chance to make history and become the first Downworlder President of Alicante.

MY TRUE LOVE GAVE TO ME by @imawriteriwrite [ G | AU | 59.4k | complete ]

Magnus Bane had a plan, a perfect Christmas Eve just like always. Hang out with his friends, bask in the Christmas Spirit. Then everything went wrong.

Now he's stuck reliving the same day again and again and again. The bright side? Maybe Alec Lightwood isn't as terrible as Magnus always thought.

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[sethmacsexy20]

Different Worlds The Invite

I stayed with Seth.  We were now back in bed.  He held me as I calmed.  I didn't talk much after that.  I just cuddled to him.  It really felt nice to have someone there for me.  Thankful he was there.  We didn't do anything but lay there with my back to his chest and his arms around me.  There was silence between us most of the afternoon.  I think Seth didn't know what to say, but that was alright, him being there was all I needed.  I finally turned to him and just looked at him.  I smiled.  He looked at me.  I moved my hand to his cheek and cupped it.  My thumb moved over his cheek to his lips.  I watched my finger move over his soft lips.  "Thank you."  I said, softly.

I moved my thumb off his lips and he asked almost in a whisper, "For what?"

I looked at him and our eyes met.  I almost breathed, "For being there for me."

Then I moved in and took his lips.  I didn't know why I was doing it but I felt as I needed too.  Seth pulled away.  "Mary, we can't."

"I know you want this, Seth.  So, do I.  Please."  I almost begged.

I saw it got to Seth.  He moved back in and kissed me.  I moaned slightly at the intense of the kiss.  Seth took the opportunity and slipped his tongue in my mouth.  I moaned again.  He gently pushed me back in the bed and got on top of me.  I reached up and began to unbutton his shirt.  As soon as I finished, I pushed the shirt off his back and down his arms.  Seth broke the kiss and sat up.  He quickly took off his shirt and moved his hands to the hem of my shirt.  He lifted it up and I sat up slightly to let him take it off.  I laid back down as I watched him lay back on top of me.  He began kissing me again.  He was between my legs now and quickly moved a hand to the back of my thigh.  He lifted my leg up and grind against me.  I broke the kiss as I moaned out.  His lips moved to my neck.  He grind against me as I kept moaning or gasping.  I moved my leg around him and I felt his hand travel up thigh to my butt.  He cupped it and pulled me to him each time he grind against me.  He moved his lips off my neck as I moved my hand south to his pants.  I began to unbutton them.  Every inch of me wanted this.  As I undid the pants, one of his hands moved to mine and grabbed them both as he said, almost breathless, "Stop."

I looked up at him, confused.  "I don't understand."

He sighed.  "It's not that I don't want to.  Just it wouldn't mean the same to you that it would to me.  You were right to stop it the first time.  Now I am."

I just smiled at him as I still wanted him. "We can make it clear now, no strings attached."

"That wouldn't work, Mary."  He said, softly.

"Why not?" I was confused by this.

He licked his lips and looked away from me for a minute.  "Cause I'm already falling for you.  As much as I try not to, I am.  I don't want to make this more complicated then it already is."

He said he was falling for me.  I froze.  I looked at him and I saw it in his eyes.  I began to freak as this was the last thing I wanted to hear.  I started to try to push him off as I almost screamed, "Get off me!"

He quickly tried to calm me.  "Mary, listen."  But I kept trying to get away from him.  He grabbed my face and forced me to to look at him.  I did look at him as tears streamed down my face.  He then said, sincerely, "I know this scares you.  I am not asking you to return the feelings."  Then he moved his forehead against mine.  I closed my eyes and he continued, "I just don't want us to go farther and make this complicated."

I just said, softly, "It already is."

He moved off of me and laid next to me.  I just looked at him as he groaned and covered his face with his hands.  He removed his hands and said, "You might be right."  Then he looked at me and said, "But I don't want us to stop being friends. You really are a great friend.  I don't want anything to affect our friendship."

I was calm now but a little skeptical.  He just admitted he was falling for me and that worried me.  "Seth, I am worried that how you feel might mess that up.  I cannot return those feelings.  I don't think I ever can."

He turned to me and gave me a small smile.  "I am okay with that.  I just told you so you understand why I could not sleep with you."

I just nodded.  I looked down, then back at him.  "Will you still stay?  I don’t want to be alone right now."

He smiled at me and nodded.  Then I looked at him, I wanted to be close to him again as he did make everything seem okay.  I think he knew what I wanted as I eyed him.  He held out an arm and said with a smile, "Come here."

I quickly complied and moved over to him.  We both were still shirtless and neither of us seemed to mind.  It actually felt nice to feel his skin against mine.  I knew we couldn't be more, I wouldn't be able to trust him not to hurt me.  At least as a friend, he couldn't hurt me in that way.  But right then, it really felt good to have him there with me.  I just laid there and slowly dozed off.

A couple months go by and no more incidents.  Seemed like we got this friendship back on the right track.  It was a Saturday afternoon and Sophia and Seth walked in, laughing.  I was sitting at my island counter, doing some work my boss didn't want to do so he forced me.  I looked at them and asked, "What is so funny?"

"Nothing, I was telling him about the party last night.  You so missed out."  She said, happily.

"Yeah, well my boss is a tyrant.  He wants this done by Monday."  I complained.

Seth walked passed me and leaned in as he did.  "Such a good little errand girl."

I narrowed my eyes at him as he did.  He got to my fridge and opened it.  "For fuck sakes, Seth.  You are a multi-millionaire and I am barely scraping by, but yet, you always raid my fridge."

He rolled his eyes and said, "I'm a growing boy, I need food."

Sophia laughed and walked over to him and patted his stomach.  "Growing boy, indeed."

I laughed at his as Seth frowned at her.  He closed the fridge door and looked at us.  "You two are fucking hilarious."

"Hey, you left it open Seth, you should have know better by now."  Sophia cracked back.

Seth walked back over to the island I was sitting at and put his elbows on it as he leaned against them as I got back to work.  "How is it going?"

I looked at him and narrowed my eyes again.  "Let me put it to you this way, shoot me."

"That bad?"  He scrunched up his face at me.

I slightly laughed as I thought it was cute when he did that.  "Yeah, that bad."

He reached over to the fruit bowl on the table and took an apple out of it.  I huffed, slightly.  He took a bite out of it and said, "If need be, I will buy your groceries next time."

"I'm holding you too that, ass."  I retorted.

Then Seth looked over at the counter and noticed my mail.  An envelop that was already open caught his attention.  He grabbed it and I quickly said, "That is a federal offense."

"It's a federal offense to open someone's mail, it's already open."  He quickly cracked.

I just rolled my eye, then I noticed what envelop it was and my eyes widened.  I went to grab it and he was quick to pull it away.  He asked with a smile, "What is this?"

"Nothing, now give it back."  I was annoyed.

He quickly took it out and looked at it.  "It's an invite to your high school reunion.  Oh, tell me you are going?"

I laughed.  "Hell no.  Not happening, buddy."

Sophia by now moved over to the island as she was intrigued.  "Why not?"  Seth asked.

"Seriously, Seth.  I am an errand girl for a high profile lawyer and single.  I have nothing and I really don't want people to rub that in."  I was kinda embarrassed.

"You should go."  Seth said.  "You would hate yourself if you didn't."

I rolled my eyes.  Then Sophia smiled as she got an idea.  "What if you take Seth with you?  A handsome, famous guy who is a multimillionaire on your arms would be perfect?"

"I don't know."  I was hesitant.  

Then Seth said, "Yeah, I don't think that is a good idea."

"Oh, yeah.  Your girlfriend might get jealous.  Even if Mary is just a friend."  Sophia cracked.

My eyes widened.  I felt a pang of jealousy.  "Girlfriend?  What girlfriend?"  I asked.

Seth looked down.  "I, uh, am seeing someone.  I didn't tell you cause I knew you wouldn't be happy about it."

I froze.  Did he see through me?  Fuck!  "Why would you think that?"  I asked, trying to not sound obvious.  

Seth looked away as he was embarrassed and Sophia laughed.  "Cause it's Trisha."

"What?"  I looked at him sternly as I was unhappy.  "After what happened last time."

"See why I didn't want to tell you.  I knew you wouldn't approve."  He said, softly.

I didn't.  Not only cause I was jealous but cause he was unhappy with her before.  "No, you are right, I wouldn't.  Damn it, Seth!"  I was displeased with him.  "You know what, do whatever.  But I do not want to hear you bitch this time about it."

"Come on, Mary.  I am suppose to bitch about my girlfriends from time to time to my friend, which is you.  You can't take that away.  I would listen if you had a boyfriend and wanted to bitch.  It's natural."  He said to me.

I laughed.  "But you know I do not date, so you don't have to worry about that."

"She's got a point, Seth."  Sophia chimed in.

I just looked at him and shrugged as I smiled cause Sophia was on my side.  Seth just sighed and rolled his eyes.  "Whatever.  I won't bitch about her then."  Then he smiled and said, "But I could tell you about our sex life."

I covered my ears and said, loudly.  "I can't hear you!  I can't hear you!"

Sophia and Seth laughed and I removed my hands.  "I'm just joking.  I will spare you."  Seth said with a smile.

Thank god, last thing I wanted to hear is how this woman pleased Seth.  The way I wanted to since the first time I met him.  But we couldn't take it to that place.  There would be no coming back as our friendship was a wonderful one.  I didn't want to ruin that.  Just wish these stupid feelings would go away.

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[awarisbrewinghq]

age: twenty-seven/187 origin: toulouse, france species: incubus sexuality: pansexual pronouns: he/him/they 

Note: Lucien is a council member for the inccubi/succubi faction. Also tw of animal mistreatment and child abuse.

past

They say the purest of angels make the cruelest of demons, but if that’s the case then one is left to wonder what made Lucien the man he is today. Born in Toulouse, France under the name Lucretius, the then human was born into a life that was drenched in the sins of the one who brought him into this world. Lucretius’ mother, Adelaide, worked in what was then referred to as maisons de tolérance, also known as a brothel. This was a job that in nineteenth France, of which was a time that was under strict Roman Catholicism rule, was the equivalent ensuring yourself as being branded of what would in current times be considered a scarlet letter. But Adelaide didn’t care for she, like the others, were under the protection of the head mistress who always made sure that her girls had that best. While to the outside world, Adelaide was written off as being a harlot, to her, she possessed the things that many women at that time secretly wished for. Instead of being tied down to societal pressures, the woman found herself free to enjoy the array of things that life had to offer. The fact that she was one of the top earners in the maison served to earn her preferential treatment. Though this would all soon come to a halt when in a drastic turn of events the woman ended up pregnant.

Being a woman of her social standing, a child was not only frowned upon but ultimately could infringe upon how she made her living. In short, it was a total inconvenience to say the least. Trying to keep the pregnancy hidden as long as possible, it seemed that before she knew it was becoming more and more visible. Upon the head mistress taking notice, Adelaide was not only docked in payment but was also forbade from seeing her clients as her pregnancy could be bad for business. Confined to her room for the next following months, Adelaide was not like most women who dredged up possible names for their unborn child, instead she contemplated what to do about her little inconvenience when they arrived. Back then the most popular courses of action involved either killing the child or giving them away. Since killing seemed a bit drastic, Adelaide secretly decided upon the latter.

Enter Lucretius, who was born with a look that instantly grabbed the hearts of many. Sadly though, Adelaide was not among this group. Having experienced post-pardon, a syndrome that wan’t known to the world at the time, Adelaide found herself unable to connect with the new born and further more wanting nothing to do with him. The head mistress at a loss of what to do, decide to take the newborn under her wing for the time being, figuring she might regret at some point. However, it seemed that never came to be the case. Home was always an elusive concept for Lucretius. Constantly, the boy was shifted between spending nights at the orphanage during the maisons business hours and being at the brothel of which was less than suitable for a child. By the time the boy turned five he was simply told to simply remain out of sight whilst business commenced. But even though he was not seen it didn’t change the fact that Lucien saw more than he ever should have and being a child he was prone to mistakes, so naturally when he mistakenly was noticed by a patron whilst tying to playing by the front window upstairs, the town began to whisper of the boy who resided in the whore house.

Throughout his childhood, Lucretius would encounter those who wanted to save the ‘product of sin’ that they perceived him to be, but Lucretius didn’t want to be saved nor did he really see the point. If anything, they were all hypocrites who pretended to take pity on those they viewed as being lesser all-the-while not even knowing what their husbands were really up to in the midst of night. Call his perception tainted, but how could it not be? The women that raised him showed him that love could be sold to the highest bidder and that who you were could be entirely dependent on what mask you decided to wear that day. It, all of it, was just a mere fabrication that lacked any genuine emotions. As years went on his perception would continue to become more and more distorted and the once kind and gentle soul into someone who was more detached, so much to the point that when his mother would fall ill, and ultimately die. Lucretius felt nothing, then again he’s not sure she ever gave him much reason to feel otherwise due to her long history of targeting him during her drunkinly rages.

Pent up inner aggression was vented though acts that were considered demented and Lucretius became a kid who picked wings off of butterflies for the sake of fun and stoned birds out of boredom. Loneliness, anger and lack of genuine connection had consumed him and turned him into something entirely different. Upon entering his adolescent years, the boy would finally take one of the church members up on their offer to mentor him as he was coming of age and he wasn’t exactly flooded with opportunities. Nonetheless, studying under a wealthy family of wealthy land owners who were very successful in there trade ventures would lead to the male first gazing upon their daughter, Elisa who face although angelic, had the inner-workings of the devil pulling at her strings. Over the years Elisa’s interest for Lucretius grew and demon in disguise grew attached, in love even. Despite Lucretius being less than believing when it came to the concept of love, Elisa was about the closest he got. Finding her to be captivating, dark and alluring, the two were a dynamic pair and remained such for the next few years and would in turn result in the succubi deciding to turn him. Signing the deal with a kiss, one that was painful beyond belief, Lucretius was made anew and would soon discard the remaining remnants of his past, one of which included changing his name to Lucien. Despite Lucien and Elisa’s split a few years down the line, the two tend to cross paths from time to time and are pretty hellish with combined.

present

After a long string of deaths and the occasional person being turned here and there, Lucien has managed to make a fortune, quite literally, off the misfortune of others in more ways than one. While he’s very skilled in the art of covering his tracks, Lucien admittedly does have an enemy or two floating around in the streets of New Orleans due to his constant manipulation of others. Currently he serves a faction leader for the Incubus and Succubi and recently just opened an upscale burlesque club that’s friendly to those of the supernatural breed.

personality

Lucien is a product of his upbringing of which was very toxic. As a result, the male can be charming, charismatic and perceptive on the surface but when it comes down to his hard-wiring, he is a bit of a paradox that can be hard to get a solid grasp of. Everything about Lucien, from how he carries himself, of which is very high class, to how he engages with others is all purely methodical and entirely calculated. His extremely deceptive nature make him hard to read and while he is capable of feeling to a certain degree, his moral compass and emotional depth are considered extremely abnormal, even by clinical definitions.

connections

EMMELINE BOUGHTEN, Em was Lucien’s first. Well the first he turned anyways. Though his plan was originally to just kill her and discard her like the rest. Lucien had surprisingly taken a keen interest in Emmeline and desired to take the best parts of her, exploit them and ultimately use them to pull the darkest parts that she held within, to the surface. While it took time and patience, it seemed that Emmeline fell right into his trap. Though she professes to hate him now, Lucien can’t help but be proud of the monster she’s blossomed into due to his own malicious actions.

LISA PRICE, When these two aren’t sharing drinks, they are attune business partners. Over the years Lucien and Lisa have established a strong business relationship along with a mutual respect and acquaintance in regards to one another. Whether selling weapons or auctioning human beings, these two manage to be serious about their business while still slipping in a good  conversation here and there without the worries of having to hold up any false pretenses.

SOPHIA BROOKS, Over the past century Lucien has proved to be a hard one to track, partially due to his knack for covering his tracks and never staying in one place for overly long duration’s of time. Nonetheless, despite his success in evading many it seems that Sophia was one who was not as easily swayed. In fact, the huntress has been keeping the occasional tab on the demon, waiting patiently from him to slip up.

lucien is portrayed by ED WESTWICK and his face claim is SEMI-NEGOTIABLE. another suggestion is DOMINIC SHERWOOD. he is currently OPEN.

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Two Little Lines Epilogue 

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AN: So, It’s been over two years since I released the first part of Two Little Lines, and as a treat to my wonderful followers, and as an anniversary gift to all of those people who liked and reblogged the series, I present the long anticipated epilogue. I want to take a second to thank each and every one of you for reading my work and taking the time to let me know what you thought. I always love feedback, and your messages and comments are the only thing that keep me going at times. If you need a refresher on the series, or have not read it yet you can find the links here on my masterpost, or linked below. Happy Reading and as always.. 

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight   

Jordan Loves you. 

“(Y/N), will you calm down? The girls will be fine.” Dean laughed. 

“I don’t know, Dean maybe I should call…” you took your cell phone from your purse and began to dial a phone number.

“Stop.” He interrupted, gently taking the phone from your hands. “They’re in good hands.”

“I know they are, but I can’t help but worry, Dean. I’ve never left them before.” Sophia and Mary were four months old, and they had you tied around their little fingers. You had spent every second with them since they were born, and when you left them at the bunker several hours earlier; you felt like you were abandoning them. It tore at your heart. “Just let me call one last time, and I promise I wont ask again for the rest of the night.” You pleaded with him. He rolled his eyes at you, but handed you the phone anyway.

“Fine. But this is the last time.” You smiled, as you finished dialing the number. The phone picked up after the first ring.

“Yes (Y/N), they are still asleep, no they are not crying,” Sam said before you could ask.

“Okay, okay. I get it. I’m crazy.” You replied.

“Look, I’ve got things handled here. Just enjoy your date.”

“Thanks Sammy.”

“Dean’s the only one that can call me that” Sam replied.

“Sammy,” you said with a pretend-stern voice, obviously teasing your friend.

“Yeah okay… whatever (Y/N). The girls are fine, just try and have a mushy, gross date with my brother.” You smiled at his tone and let out a small laugh.

“I’ll try. Call me if anything…”

“Goodbye (Y/N),” Sam said, cutting you off.

“Alright, alright, I can take a hint. Bye SAMMY” Dean chuckled as you closed the phone and handed it over the table to him. The two of you were eating a nice romantic dinner in your favorite Italian restaurant in one of their small corner booths. It was close to Valentines Day, and the place was decorated for the occasion. Strings of lights hung across the high-pitched ceiling, dropping just low enough to cast a dreamy glow on the patrons. Red roses and tea candles adorned every table in the dinning room, and you had to admit, it was all very breathtaking. Any normal girl wouldn’t have been this distracted, but you on the other hand… Poor Dean had been putting up with your constant worrying and phone calls all evening.

“See? Fine. Now, where were we?” he said, putting the phone in his pocket. Reaching across the table, he took your hand and rubbed small circles on its back. You could feel the blood slowly rushing to your face at his touch. The two of you had been together for a long time, but you still felt like a schoolgirl who had a crush on the star football player every time. Dean raised your hand and pressed his lips to the palm, smiling as he did so.

“You look beautiful tonight, did I mention that?” He had actually told you that tonight…. several times in fact. You rolled your eyes at his compliment because you knew what he was up to.

“Is that your best line, Dean Winchester? Because I have to say, I’m a little disappointed.” You teased.

“Honey if you think that’s my best line, it’s been too long.” Well, he wasn’t lying. Sure, you had been romantic while you were pregnant but since the girls were born… not so much. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to be, you were just so busy taking care of the girls and you were tired… a lot. But tonight you didn’t have anything to do but be in love with your best friend. While you were worried to be away from the girls for the first time, you were excited to have this time with Dean. You smiled and took a sip of your water. Dean looked around the small restaurant at the other couples enjoying their evening. He nodded, as if deciding on something before slowly placing his napkin on the table. He moved around the table toward the middle of the curved bench, closing the gap between you. You shifted into him, allowing him to place his arm around you. You couldn’t help but laugh when he kissed your cheek.

“Well?”  You asked, expectantly, “Let’s hear them.” Dean smirked, enjoying the moment… enjoying you.

“Your eyes are like an ocean, I could be lost in them forever,” he said, in the cheesiest voice he could muster. “If I could, I would rearrange the alphabet and put ‘u’ and ‘I’ together.” You laughed loudly at his corny pick up lines before kissing him lightly on the lips.

“You know? You are one lucky man. If you didn’t already have me, I’m not sure I would be picking up what you’re laying down in front of me” you joked, knowing full well that he could get you anytime he wanted. He smiled warmly at your teasing, his eyes sparkling in the candlelight.

“I am though. The luckiest man on the entire planet.” He reached forward and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, causing you blush… again. “Not only do I have the privilege of kissing the smartest, most beautiful, badass woman any time she’ll allow me to…” he stopped momentarily to shift his body to face you, coming even closer. “She’s the mother of my two perfect baby girls… the most wonderful mother I could have ever imagined for my children. Watching you take care of them, it’s breathtaking.” Your eyes began forming tears at his generous words, and you stopped breathing momentarily when he cupped your face with his hands and kissed you sweetly on the mouth. You melted into him, kissing him back happily. After a few moments he moved your hair from the other side of your neck, leaving it bare to the world. He trailed kisses along the side of your face and to your ear where he nibbled the lobe, something that always made you laugh, until he reached your neck. You felt like a teenager again, the rush that came with being with Dean was something you would never be able to hold a candle to. His tender kisses and sweet words were enough to drive you crazy, and you struggled to keep your breathing under control. You sighed when he finally pulled away, leaving you somewhat frazzled. “How was that for my best line.” You pulled back and looked at him, openly amused by his jesting. He laughed when you gave him a look and punched him lightly in the arm. You smiled at each other for a moment before kissing again, this time initiated by you.

“Well it worked,” you whispered pulling away.

“Did it?” He said, catching his breath.

“Yeah, I’d say you caught me.”  

“Really?” He said, raising his eyebrows in question. You nodded.

“For good.” The two of you were brought out of your extremely private moment when your waitress, a teenage girl with glasses, gave you a small cough. You looked at her apologetically, knowing that your closeness probably embarrassed her. You smiled at her, trying to ease the awkwardness in the air. It seemed to work and she gave you a small smile back.

“I’m sorry to interrupt, but I thought you would um….” She looked down at the floor, “like the check.”

“You have no idea.” Dean replied. You turned to look at him before elbowing him in the ribs.

“Dean. Cut it out.” you scolded. You returned your gaze to the poor girl standing at the table, and reached for the check. “I’m sorry about him. He’s a child.” She held back a laugh as she handed you bill.

“It’s alright ma’am. My parents still act like that, and they’ve been married for almost 20 years.” She said quietly before taking her leave.

“Did you see the look on her face?” Dean said, now openly laughing. You gave him a disapproving look before giving in and releasing a small chuckle.

“You shouldn’t have done that to that poor girl. She’s probably scarred for life.” Dean gave you a look as he took out his wallet. “Okay, okay,” you conceded, “her face was priceless.”

“Don’t worry, with the tip I’m leaving her she will be able to afford a therapy session.” He replied, taking out enough cash to cover the bill and a sizeable tip. 

“Good Man.” You said, tapping the top of his hand.

“Ha ha… Let’s get out of here shall we?” The two of you stood from your table and walked toward the exit, only stopping so Dean could retrieve your wrap from the coat check and help you with it. In the parking lot, Dean opened the car door for you, and waited until you were securely inside before closing it behind you. You watched fondly as he got into the car and began sifting through the cassettes in the old box under the seat. He was interrupted by the ding of his cell phone. He placed the box down and turned all of his attention to the screen. He beamed at it before turning it to face you. You took the phone from him, and examined the text message. It read ‘woke up for snuggles’. Attached was a photo of Sam sitting in the nursery, rocking Sophia and Mary. All three of them appeared to be fast asleep and cuddled close together.

“Who sent this?”

“Cas.” You gave Dean a look. “What? Did you think you were the only parent who checked up on the girls tonight?” You snickered.

“No. But I wasn’t expecting a text message from Castiel. What on Earth is he doing at the bunker?”

“I may have asked him to swing by and check on Sam.”

“Really, Dean?” He shrugged.

“I trust Sam completely, but….” He squirmed in his seat, “the girls can be a lot.” 

“Oh I know…” you teased. He had given you so much grief over the last few hours about checking on the girls and he had been doing the same thing the whole time! You couldn’t help but feel relieved though. The picture had given you a peace of mind knowing how loved and protected your girls were.

“You ready to go home?” You smiled and nodded, leaning back in your seat as Dean pulled out onto the road. You looked over at him, finally feeling that everything in your life was the way it should be. You thought about how lucky you were that things turned out the way they did. A few years ago, you didn’t have anything. You were alone and had a feeling that you would always be that way. Oh how things had changed…. You had everything you needed now. You had the man of your dreams sitting next you, holding you hand. You had two beautiful daughters, who you love with every fiber of your being. You finally had the brother you had always wanted, and a friend you never had. You finally had a family, and a home. To think, it all started with two little lines.

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Proof That Sexy One-Piece Swimsuits Do Exist—& You Can Shop Them RN

Not since the debut season of Baywatch have the words “sexy” and “one-piece” belonged to the same sentence, let alone the same garment. But this season, sexy one-piece swimsuits are back with a vengeance, and they’re here to dethrone bikinis as the must-have beachwear silhouette of 2020. Considering floss-style string bikinis are your only other trending option this season, it’s likely many of you will go the one-piece route, and TBH, I don’t blame you. Personally, I like a lil’ coverage at the beach or pool—of course, that doesn’t mean I don’t want to look sexy AF!

Luckily, super-hot one-piece styles are abundant this year, so we’ve got a ton of options. The key to finding one that nails the balance between tastefully modern and downright provocative? It’s all about paying attention to the cutouts. Find a suit that shows off slices of skin you’re comfortable with, whether that’s a one-shoulder moment to highlight your collarbone, a backless style with coverage for the girls up front, or cutouts at the waist to show off those abs you’ve been crafting. Don’t let it all hang out, per se, but don’t be afraid to embrace your inner sexy beach kween!

Below, 10 sexy one-piece bathing suits that’ll have you forgetting bikinis ever existed. And to sweeten the deal, allow me to present you with a key cost-per-wear pro tip: Throw your favorite one-piece suit on with high-waisted pants or shorts or a cute skirt when it’s time for happy hour, and have everyone complimenting your cute new top. They’ll never know you wore it to the pool just hours earlier!

1. In The Nude

Anne Cole.

Something about a skin-colored swimsuit is ultra-sexy, and the Anne Cole Plunge Halter Waist Tie One-Piece has a flattering deep V silhouette with a tie at the waist to cinch.

2. Knot Yours

Aerie.

Knot into basic swimsuits? Try the Aerie Ribbed Triple Knot One-Piece instead! The knotted openings are far more unique than standard cutouts, and this suit comes in a ton of colors.

3. Shark Bite

Onia.

The zig-zag cutouts on the Onia Betty One-Piece give me sexy Jaws vibes in all the right ways. Bonus points for the cute one-shoulder style!

4. Faux-Wrap

Kingdom & State.

I feel sexy AF in a wrap dress, so I love the faux-wrap detail at the bust of the Kingdom & State Savannah Luxe Belted One-Piece. I’m also ready to replace all other animal prints with this fun giraffe-inspired pattern.

5. White Hot

Swimsuits For All.

White! Suits! Are! So! Hot! Of course, the Swimsuits For All x Ashley Graham collab is a one-stop shop for ultra-sexy suits, and the laced-up Boss White Underwire One-Piece is one of my all-time faves.

  6. Ab Show

Beach Riot.

  7. Belted Up

WeWoreWhat.

The WeWoreWhat Danielle Underwire One-Piece has a thick belt to cinch in your waist, plus bustier-style cups to give the girls a little lift. Va va voom!

  8. One-Shoulder Sexy

Eberjay.

When you combine an oversized cutout and a one-shoulder silhouette, you run the risk of doing too much. However, the sweet pattern on the Eberjay Ibiza One-Piece gives this suit some balance, making it a total must-have.

  9. Mesh Moment

Eloquii.

Is there a hotter material than mesh on this earth? Methinks not! The Eloquii Mesh Detail One-Piece is a surefire stunner.

  10. Deep V

Suboo.

It’s all about the plunge, baby! The Suboo Sophia One-Piece features an earthy brown snake print and the opportunity to show off some major cleavage.

  11. Laced Up

Swimsuits For All.

This Swimsuits For All x Ashley Graham Phython Cut-Out One-Piece also comes in hot pink (!), but something about this turquoise snake print paired with the sexy lace-up cut-outs has me dying to take a thirst trap Instagram post.

12. Cheetah Bardot

Karla Colletto.

A Bardot-style neckline is always sexy AF, and the Karla Colletto Bree Off The Shoulder One-Piece pairs the risqué top with a simple black bottom half for balance. This is one of those suits that would look great with a pair of black shorts at happy hour, BTW!

A version of this article appeared in 2018. Our mission at STYLECASTER is to bring style to the people, and we only feature products we think you’ll love as much as we do. Please note that if you purchase something by clicking on a link within this story, we may receive a small commission of the sale and the retailer may receive certain auditable data for accounting purposes.

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