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laheyyisaac · 3 years

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Overdue

chapter 3 — starting over

SUMMARY: Guinevere Bailey just moved to McKinney, TX in order to figure out her life. She meets Captain Hank Syverson at the local library, and she finds out she might have bitten off more than she can chew. PAIRING: Syverson x OFC WORD COUNT: 1394 A/N: holy shit! it’s been like 5 months! first of all, i’m so terribly sorry. i’ve been wretchedly depressed, and covid and grad school have simultaneously been beating the shit out of me with a wrench. or a lead pipe. not sure yet. either way. let me know what you think. i’m a bit rusty on this story, but i still want to at least finish it. not much of an idea where it’s gonna go. any thoughts? anything you’d like to see? lmk! TAGS: @promptandpros @alyxkbrl @completelybonkersentirelymad @mylifefallingupthestairs @kissthatlifeaway @dangerouslovefanfic @michellemybelles-world @poledancingdinos @speakerforthedead0 @omgkatinka @marswritings @misslalaland-blog-blog @oddsnendsfanfics @mzchievous-blog @auds24 @maizyistrash @mary-ann84 @justaboringadult @mis-lil-red @xxxkatxo PART 1 / PART 2

Captain Henry Syverson Jr. had never felt more like shit than he did now. He stared at his phone with a scowl on his face, still covered head to toe in soot.

hope you’re okay. i’m headed home.

He’d screwed up the date he was having with a girl he thought was… well, incredibly pretty and incredibly funny. Sy closed his phone and sat it on his bed, going to his bathroom to wash off the remains of the barn that had caught fire last night. The barn had belonged to his mama and pop, and when he’d seen the smoke, he knew the animals hadn’t been moved out yet. Most of last night had been moving the animals out as fast as they could. So far, they’d only lost a hog and a calf in the fire, and a few were burned. It was...not bad, all things considered.

He still hadn’t had the nerve to text Guinevere back. He hadn’t had the nerve to go and see her either at the library. She most likely thought he’d stood her up, but the exact opposite was true. Sy stepped under the hot water, and he sighed as the drain tried to handle the near black liquid pooling down. He scrubbed his head as best he could. His hair was starting to grow back, already longer than he was used to. However, he wanted to grow it out. He missed his shaggy curls. The desert didn’t allow for that much.

He washed up as best as he could, and he realized his need for new shampoo and body wash since he smelled like a damn Bath & Body Works store. God love his mother, but she didn’t know what he liked anymore. And as lovely as lavender smelled, Sy didn’t want to smell like that. No, he much preferred his lovers smell like that.

With a sigh, he stepped from the shower and dried off, looking over himself in the mirror. A few scars littered his chest, a few bullet wounds and the like. They added to his look. Or so he hoped.

He grabbed his phone and finally made the plunge, texting Gwen with all the humility he could muster.

I can explain. She typed back for a few moments, but then the typing bubbles went away. They started up again a moment later, and that continued for a few more minutes. Sy was practically having heart palpitations.

let’s hear it.

Our barn caught on fire last night, and I was out pulling the animals out. I completely forgot to text you. I’m sorry.

She started typing again. He didn’t have to wait long for this one. oh my god oh my god i’m so sorry! i must seem like such a jerk right now! ugh. i’m so sorry a thousand times over. do you want to reschedule?

Sy smiles. She’s sweet. Sounds good. I’ll be there this time. Hell or high water. Same place, same time tonight?

perfect. see you then, sy.

She sent a little heart emoji after that, and Sy was over the moon. Hopefully, nothing would ruin tonight. Then again, knowing Sy’s luck...

He made it there on time, meaning 5 minutes before. He got their table, set everything just right, and he waited. One minute before, Gwen stepped inside looking like the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. The mustard colored dress she wore perfectly complemented those eyes of hers. Took his breath away.

She looked nervous, and she was. However, he stood and waved a hand over to her. She beamed at him, trying to look like she wasn’t running towards him. It looked more like a brisk half-jog, which Sy appreciated. They were both excited. In their own ways.

He stood as she got closer, going around to pull out her chair for her. She flashed him a quick smile, and she sat. The tips of her ears were bright red. Sy had done his duty in making her blush, so he returned to his chair and sat across from her.

“I am so sor—”

They both spoke at the same time, and they both laughed in tandem. “You go first,” Gwen said, brushing her hair from her face and putting her chin in her hands.

“I am so sorry, Guinevere. I should have texted or called you sooner to let you know what had happened. I wasn’t thinkin’.”

Gwen was silent for a while, and that made Sy fidget. He wasn’t fond of silences he deemed awkward, and this was one such silence. The Captain in him wanted to continue speaking, to talk and talk and talk until she had finally gotten it into her head what he meant when he hadn’t messaged her. But she spoke before he could actually say anything else.

“Nothing to be sorry about, Sy. Not like you set fire to your own barn. Unless you did, and if you did, I’m required to report you to the authorities.” They both laugh, and Gwen reaches out to take his hand across the table.

“Sorry for the miscommunication,” she breathed, finally. “Do over?”

“Do over. Howdy.” He raises their hands to shake. “My name is Hank Syverson Jr. But you can call me Sy. I’m a Captain in the U.S. Army. Who in the world are you, young lady?”

She laughs and shakes his hand right back, thumb brushing along the rough texture of his hands. “I am Guinevere Bailey, local librarian and nuisance. But you can just call me Gwen. Or nuisance. Again, I answer to both.”

It only goes up from there. Turned out that the army captain and the librarian shared a deep love of Tolkien and fantasy series of all sorts. He had a deep affection for video games, and though their tastes differed — he preferred combat heavy games and Gwen preferred story driven games — they both agreed that video games were quite fun no matter the genre. They laughed. They shared dessert. They lost track of time. They were gently reminded of the restaurant’s hours, and Gwen started to pull out her wallet to help pay for her dinner.

“Now now, little lady, let me get this one.”

“Only if you promise I can get the next one.”

Now, Hank was a chivalrous man, an old fashioned man. But he also never said no to a free meal, and in a refreshing turn for Guinevere, he said — “Deal.”

She smiled. “I really like you Hank Syverson Jr. I really, really like you.”

“I like you too Guinevere Bailey. Now c’mon. We’re wearin’ out our welcome.”

They left the restaurant, and the stars twinkled above them, cradling a bright full moon. Sy took a chance and linked their arms together, much to Gwen’s delight. She took his arm and leaned into him. They walked around historic downtown for a bit, continuing to chat and observing the old, beautiful buildings. By the time they’d made it back to their cars, the time was nearly midnight. They stood outside Gwen’s car, and he looked down at her, tall and towering.

“I had a nice night tonight, Gwen.”

“Me too, Sy. We should do it again sometime soon.”

“We should, and I should start goin’ to the library more often. I think I still got some books that are overdue from the fifth grade.”

“You’re going to get in trouble, Sy.”

“As long as I’m just in trouble with you. Night, Gwen.” Then, “can I kiss you?”

The question surprises her. Not many ask her. So she simply nods before letting out a resounding “yes. I’d like that.”

He leans down slowly, and Gwen’s lips part at the sight. He descends and places the softest kiss right there on her cheek, his beard tickling her jaw. She laughs at his tease, and he pulls back with a wink.

“Didn’t think you meant it like that, Syverson.”

“Hey, I never specified where. Buy me dinner first, and we’ll see where it goes.”

They both laugh again, and they linger. Neither wants to go home. Neither wants to stay. It’s kind of chilly, but neither will say anything if they can help it. It’s Gwen who breaks the silence, though.

“One more for the road? The other cheek’s getting jealous.”

“Yes ma’am. Whatever you say.”

#captain syverson #captain syverson fanfiction #syverson x ofc #syverson fic #syverson fanfiction #syverson #henry cavill #henry cavill fanfiction #henry cavill fanfic #my writing.#mine.#ahhh here we go

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megan0013 · 3 years

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Chuckin’ a ⭐️ your way.

Sorry this took so long to answer! I wasn’t sure if I wanted to share or not, but then I realized VARIABLES is never going to get to this point anyway (though I’m halfway done with chapter six) so I might as well write out my thoughts and send them off into the universe.

That being said - this is more of a 1,350 word abridged and super self-indulgent ending than a “Director’s Cut”.

Jim goes into the Darklands months after he does in canon; thus, Gunmar doesn’t take over Trollmarket until Barbara is near the end of her pregnancy. And, unfortunately, she happens to be in the middle of an appointment with Vendel (who does not die) when the coup takes place. She’s recognized immediately as the Trollhunter’s mother and is taken captive after Otto tells Gunmar that Morgana would be most interested in a human/changeling hybrid. Gunmar considers it for a moment, and then appoints the poor polymorph as Barbara’s keeper. Which is how she’s able to stay healthy(-ish) throughout her imprisonment.

Fast forward a couple weeks, and Morgana is finally freed. One of her first orders of business is to go goad the Trollhunter’s incarcerated mother. She walks into the medical dwelling (where Barbara has been kept), monologuing, and then freezes.

“Gwen?”

“Uhhh… No. My name is Barbara Lake.”

But Morgana is convinced Barbara is the reincarnation of her long-lost love (I think they used the same character model, so that’s what this is based on) and decides that, as the mother of all changelings and Gwen’s lover, she’s entitled to keep/raise this baby.

Meanwhile…

Team Trollhunter is freaking the fuck out.

Especially when they’re in the middle of planning a rescue and Strickler’s face suddenly scrunches, and - oh, holy shit - the baby’s coming. There’s a fun scene in which Strickler is in absolute agony and, somehow, Toby winds up holding his hand.

“Omigosh! Breathe, Strickler! Breathe! You’re having a baby!”

“Do I look like I have the equipment to give birth, Domzalski? Fuck off!”

“I’m hurt, Strickler. Wounded.”

Abruptly, all the pain stops.

But then a feeling of fear, and exhaustion, and unparalleled love overwhelms him as the bond moves from a physical connection to an emotional one.

“It’s too late,” he says. “We’re too late.”

They’re not too late, and within twenty-four hours they (Strickler, Claire, and Aaarrrgghh) manage to infiltrate Trollmarket. Strickler finds Barbara. They have a very panicked reunion - “Oh my. That’s my daughter, and I’m so happy but we must get you out of here right fucking now.” - before Claire portals them to the hospital, where Nik and a very specifically picked team are not-so-patiently waiting.

Morgana is pissed.

Anyway. There are a few complications but, ultimately, both mom and baby are okay. Barbara is sedated to help her heal (which is probably not something that happens irl, but let’s pretend - ok?), so Strickler is able to get some good bonding time in with his daughter while trying to keep up with Jim’s persistent, panicked texts.

At one point, Nik tells Strickler to go home for a few hours. He does, but only stays long enough to shower and pack a bag before heading back to the hospital - with Jim in tow. There’s a lovely brother/sister moment, and then Barbara wakes up and there’s an even lovelier brother/sister/mom/dad moment.

Jim goes home and instantly agrees to Merlin’s terms, while Strickler tries to talk Barbara into leaving town with the baby. She’s not having it. At all.

“Have you forgotten I’m the one person Morgana wants alive?”

Toby texts later that evening to see if they’ve heard from Jim. Barbara freaks and Strickler goes to join in the search for him. It’s a very tense day, followed by a very tense evening and a super awkward conversation in Barbara’s hospital room at 3 am wherein Jim starts gnawing absently on a stethoscope.

All this happens while Morgana is plotting out how best to bring forth the Eternal Night, betray Gunmar, and get her little ‘family’ back. She summons Otto (the changelings aren’t slaughtered, btw, and some of them are pretty sympathetic toward Strickler after seeing him around town actually living what they thought was only a fantasy life) and instructs him to kidnap the baby.

“You want me to… to steal Stricklander’s daughter?”

“Were you not listening? No, I want you to bring me the child that is rightfully mine. Her mother will surely follow.”

He’s hesitant but goes to do as he’s told.

Only, he doesn’t get a very good look at Nik when they pass in the hallway and winds up getting a few of his features wrong. Which probably wouldn’t matter if he were trying to trick anyone else, but Barbara and Nik have known each other since 8th grade and she calls him out almost immediately.

“You’re the polymorph. Otto, right? Walt’s told me so much about you.”

“He has?”

“Of course. He said you two used to be close - like brothers. In my book, that makes you family. Would you like to meet your niece?”

And, just like that, the Lake’s adopt another changeling.

Something Strickler is most skeptical of when he returns to the hospital a few hours later to find them chatting about some dumb stunt he’d pulled back in the early 1600’s. Nomura meets up with them, too, and the four manage to hash out a stupid, harebrained scheme to keep Morgana distracted up to, and during, the final showdown with Jim.

(I haven’t quite thought out all the specifics yet, but the plan includes Nomura in a glamour mask and Otto squeezing into a teeny, tiny little shape - so, you can guess where that’s going)

Anyway.

Barbara and baby are released from the hospital after three nights (might be two, idk, we’re playing fast and loose with the timeline here). They get home, entertain a few unexpected guests, host some impromptu strategy sessions, and then settle in for a small family meal that Strickler prepares in the hopes of bridging the gap from Jim’s old human palette to his new troll one. It goes over way better than canon, that’s for sure.

Later, after Jim has left to prepare for battle and the baby is finally down, a teary-eyed Barbara asks Strickler if he’s willing to stay with her that night. He jumps at the chance, because…

They still aren’t together.

They’ve ‘shared a bed’ once or twice since he moved in, but those were moments of passion and need that had only ever manifested into miscommunication and more. mcfreaking. yearning.

(They were roommates, anyone?)

And now? Well, this is definitely one of those moments. But with sex off the table, and a newborn two feet away, and the end of the world looming - maybe he should just tell Barbara how he feels about her?

“If something happens and I don’t come home tomorrow, I need you to know… My feelings for you haven’t changed. I’m still hopelessly in love with you.”

Of course, she feels the same.

Vows are made, kisses are exchanged, and they manage to get a few hours of rest before their daughter starts grumbling in her sleep.

The next day dawns bright and beautiful, and before Strickler leaves for battle Barbara wishes him good luck. He kisses her, then the baby, and says:

“This is all the luck I need.”

Or something like that.

(Because I think this kid’s name is Felicity [meaning ‘happiness’, and derived from felicitas meaning ‘luck, good fortune’]? Though, I might have just left it as Rory for consistency’s sake. Fun Fact: Rory is short for Aurora [Goddess of the Dawn], which I thought was a fitting name for a changeling to give their daughter.)

Ok, back to the story.

Everything, surprisingly, goes according to plan. Morgana is sufficiently distracted by Merlin and Aaarrrgghh, then by Otto and Nomura long enough for Jim to vanquish the Skullcrusher once and for all. But then she catches a whiff of the changeling magic surrounding Otto and Nomura. Everything sorta goes to hell after that.

True to canon, however, Team Trollhunter wins in the end by trapping Morgana in the Shadow Realm.

But only after Strickler sacrifices himself to save Jim’s life.

…

Joking.

They all live happily ever after.

(Until, ignoring Wizards altogether, Morgana breaks free a few years later and kidnaps the one changeling who isn’t a product of her magic, and is thus impervious to her mind control. Hijinks ensue. Morgana is rather pleased when the kid’s parents show up to rescue her.)

#trollhunters #stricklake #variables fic

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troped-fanfic-challenge · 4 years

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The Chopped Madness Champion is….

@the-most-beautiful-broom

the-most-beautiful-broom was a steady force in this competition, writing everything from a Canonverse Bellarke Robin Hood Fairy Tale AU to a Marper Titanic Angst AU (+ Marper Aeronauts Angst) to a Political Aassassins Memori Dystopia AU to a Zaven Spider-verse Superheroes AU to a Luna/Lincoln Mirror Universe Thriller AU and they were all FANTASTIC! That’s six (6!) fics and 31k words during the weeks of this competition! You deserve the title of CHOPPED MADNESS CHAMPION! Congratulations! Check out all her fics below:

Qualifying Round Fic: we'd up and fly (if there were wings for flying)

Mods’ Review: Robin Hood was such an awesome fairtytale to choose, we loved this fic! You were really able to bring us into the world of your story so well! Your description of Wells’ death was great, and it really helped bring us into that “robin hood medieval” world that this story needed! And, obviously, we LOVE wells, so this death was so rough, but so well done!! We really loved Villain Kane, the whole quarry/slavery/chancelor kane concept was so good and so well executed! We really loved the concept, with Bellamy as Robin Hood and Clarke as Maid Marion! It was so great, we need more!! Bellamy being so badass, and putting his name on the packages to make sure Kane knew it was him, was EXCELLENT! We love a Hero!Bellamy plot, but let’s be real here… who doesn’t! We also really loved your little hand washing tutorial, always important, but even more so now… your corona is showing ;)! Bellamy giving Clarke the ring that Wells gave him for her was so sweet! You always manage to bring in such soft, sweet character moments that really bring your stories so much life! This story had so much heart to it, and we loved every word!

Round 1 Fic: Macushla & Both

Mods’ Review: The whole concept of the Macushla fic, the Titanic and the “road trip” being them on their life boat trying to escape, was so creative and exciting. You were able to really nail this setting and story, we loved this fic! Harper just absolutely murdering that journalist was such an awesome opening scene!! The set up of the sinking ship and her trying to find her way to a lifeboat was so good! We were on the edge of our seats, you really established the life or death nature of the situation really well! Also, we love the touch of Monroe being involved somehow! Harper trying so hard to get more people aboard their lifeboat was so harrowing and sad to watch, and it was a really nice touch to see her pushing the people onboard to do their part, and shaming them when they didn’t. It was a really nice character moment for Harper, and felt very true to who she is. Harper choosing to steer the ship was so good! It really added to the story to see how much she wanted to be a part of the effort to help in whatever way she could. She was a heroine we wanted to root for! You were really able to craft this story exceptionally well, and we loved reading it!

We also have to add your Aeronauts AU, Both, to this review! We can’t believe you wrote two fics this round and we’re sorry you couldn’t enter them both for the competition! But we are glad we get this fic in it’s entirety! It’s so beautifully written and a really great look at Harper and Monty. Going from Strangers to Lovers in a hot air balloon “road trip”, was mesmerizing. And it had just the right touch of angst that had us going back to read this fic over and over. Thanks so much for sharing it!

Round 2 Fic: Good to be Back

Mods’ Review: Big fan of the opening, with the radio calls back and forth! It gave the audience the information we needed to get going with the story, while also adding some mystery and suspense as well! Murphy selling salt cubes, and using saltwater as currency, was so creative and fun! It was a nice touch of world building that really added depth to the story! Abby’s death leading to a political coup of some kind was such a great plot line, and it set up your fic so well! Assassins is always such an exciting plot! The “accidental death” assassination was so cool, it showed the expertise that Emori and Murphy have in their line of work, and it was a really cool scene. Hiding the syringe in a tampon wrapper? Genius!! Forced bed sharing to keep up with their married couple facade? Oh the angst! We love a good wake up scene, all sleepy and cute while they lovingly gaze at the other person, and this was no exception! You were able to add such a nice touch of romance and sweetness to a pretty gnarly story, well done! The Resistance pushing Murphy and Emori out after they did their dirty work for them is so good, it made the story feel even more real, and the stakes even more intense! The fact that the reaction to the death by the government was mass destruction was so unsettling but also so believable, you really created a very real dystopia that had us white knuckling it throughout the whole story! Loved that ending, of them planning to keep the work going, and try to save the world. Memori as sort of underground heroes is always a great storyline! This fic was so good!

Round 3 Fic: Into the Blue

Mods’ Review: It’s amazing how you managed to capture the very essence of the Spider-man: Into the Spider-verse movie into your fic! Raven’s introduction to the Other Times Square (and to us) was the perfect setup! We became obsessed with all your character choices, too! Raven as Gwen, Miles/Zeke as Spider-man, Jordan as Miles, Octavia as Doc Ock!, Jasper as Prowler, Diyoza as Aunt May, Madi and her robot, Bellamy as Spidernoir and Murphy as Spider-Pig?! SO CREATIVE! The added layer of angst you weaved between these characters is something to behold. The simple glances between Zaven and lines like, “The universe gives her back her best friend for him to not know her, to be older and colder and to not know her. And then kills another version of him, just for fun.” Or “Who was your Jasper?” Raven had been alone in her world and you explored the found family trope so wonderfully in this fic. “It’s been so long since she let herself rely on others...a part of her wants to go back with each of them. She doesn’t do friends. This feels a little more like a family.” Cue the tears as they all said goodbye and Raven went into the blue!!! And the final scene much later as she goes into yellow hinting at more for Zaven is just perfect. We enjoyed this fic so much!!!!

Round 4 Fic: we cross our bridges and burn them behind us

Mods’ Review: We love the idea of a Science Squad who are HELLBENT on proving the multiverse, it feels so true to the sci-fi thriller genre, to have a team of ‘good guys’ who make some discovery, and then have to deal with the repercussions. Also, such a nice touch, using Nadia’s last name for Luna. It’s a nice change from the ‘water’ based last names that Bailey is definitely guilty of lol. The escaped double is an excellent concept, and so very exciting! Honestly, HOLY SHIT. ALIE leveled midtown in like four hours?! That's Insane! You are always so deft at creating real tension within your stories, while still making sure they have real meaning and emotion behind them, and we love that you never pull your punches! “I don’t do teams” “wrong earth for that” FANTASTIC. It's like ‘you will join this found family and you will LIKE IT.’ And from Wells, our hearts! We always love any mention of Wells! We ALSO love a suspenseful two hour countdown! Very ‘end of the world, 1 man can save us’, like one of those movies where Gerard Butler is somehow the only man who can save the President from certain doom, but obviously in a good way! Raven’s motivational hero speech being ‘nah it’ll be good as long as we get to it’ is so in character and hilarious, we loved it! Oh my god… Jasper’s death scene, Bailey literally had her mouth hanging open. We loved that you had Luna ask if he knew, and the weight of the realization that it was usually Luna, even if he didn’t say it. So much emotion happening in such an intense scene, so well done! The twist that she’s not actually Luna 47!!! SOO well done, we can’t deal! And it makes the scene a little earlier, where Lincoln said “thought it was you” make so much more sense! We were honestly BLOWN away by this fic, it was intense and exciting, heartfelt and sweet, full of deftly handled intense plots and really amazing character moments. This fic was definitely deserving of pushing you over the edge to become our Chopped Champion!

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Now that Chopped Madness is complete, all the fics written for Chopped Madness by all authors have been revealed and you can post about your fics! Don’t forget to tag us!

Our non-anonymous collection is still open for anyone who is interested in sharing fics they’ve written based on any of the Chopped Madness prompts! We’d love to see what you come up with, and we’ll happily share your work on our blog! The non-anon collection can be found here! To submit your fic to the collection, simply enter ‘chopped_non_anonymous’ as the name of the collection when uploading your fic!!!

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This is the end of Chopped Madness! Thanks so much to the 16+ authors who participated in this event, we hope you enjoyed it as much as we did!!

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chenle-dressed-in-black · 4 years

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baldrs, neos, and kangs~ pt. 4

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warnings: language, mentions of violence

word count: 1.8k

The weight of Sooyoung’s last conversation with Sicheng is unforgiving as it presses its way into her thoughts. She’s lying in her pitch-black basement bedroom but cannot fall asleep. Nothing sounds are coming from upstairs anymore. Though she doesn’t have to hear any screams tonight, there’s something even more unsettling about the dead silence. As if there is no one left to scream.

Earlier, with him, it felt so strange. He didn’t seem angry about the Gwen situation anymore, but there was still something off and it was clear to both of them. Between the way he jumped from foot to foot and the way she couldn’t look him straight in the eyes, that’s a safe bet to make. In that conversation, they acted like two people who wanted to tell each other something, but couldn’t. Two self-proclaimed unrequited lovers desperate to confess in the safety of the night, or two strangers longing to get away from each other. Frankly, it was just odd.

By now Sicheng is in New York, which means that he will be radio silent until his return, unless there’s a terrible emergency. But there has never been an emergency awful enough to rouse him for a phone call. None of that is his fault; he can’t help who his family is anymore than Sooyoung can help that her family is made of psychotic surgeons who operate on underground criminals.

Gwen stopped by earlier for two reasons, but mainly just one. She wanted to check-in on Sooyoung, which probably wasn’t a total lie, in her defense. Yuta’s proximity did not go unnoticed by Gwen, who confessed to Sooyoung that she was back with him again. That was what really brought her cousin here: she needed someone to talk to about him who wouldn’t scold her, like her parents. Sooyoung has nothing against the purple-haired boy, but she does believe his relationship with Gwen is, to be honest, a fucking mess.

~~~

“Of course I understand how serious this is,” Yuta assures a stone-faced Jaehyun from across the table. The Cherry Lounge’s door wings open, revealing one of Neo’s own.

Jaehyun’s expression solidifies ten-fold. “How lovely you’ve decided to join us, Lee.”

Mark takes a seat. “Don’t call me that.”

“He’s got a point,” Chenle chimes in, waving his thin fingers around. “There are too many Lees around. It’s very impractical.”

“Whatever,” Jaehyun huffs, lacing his hands together and setting them on the black metal table before him. “You’re late, Mark.”

He shrugs half-heartedly in reply, nodding toward Sicheng’s cold, empty chair. “At least I came.”

Jaehyun lets out an impatient sound. “A lot of people didn’t come tonight. Do you know why? Let’s see, Renjun hasn’t shown up in two weeks because he’s chained in the Baldr’s basement losing his fingernails; Jungwoo’s right next to him. Suh has been M.I.A. for months because he moved across the world to escape some girl. The same girl who’s usually responsible for Sicheng’s absence. For once, he’s out doing something for us right now.”

The room falls into an uncomfortable silence until Chenle perks up. “You forgot about Ten—he’s got the flu.”

“I understand that there’s a lot of shit happening right now,” says Mark. “And I’m sorry. I won’t be late again.”

“Good.” Jaehyun implicates Haechan with the wave of his hand. “He found an address. Made a plan.”

“Are we going tonight?” Yuta inquires thoughtfully.

Haechan stands up, moving to the front of the room. “The compound is a beautiful, intricately-tiled fortress. Nearly impossible to infiltrate.”

“But you found a way.” Mark’s words aren’t a question, because of course Haechan has. That is what he does . . . somehow he always finds a way.

“Our best way in is through the apartment in the basement,” Haechan explains, clicking through a powerpoint to pull up a diagram of the house on the projector. “It’s the weakest part of the house, with its own entrance. A girl rents it, which is where things get interesting.”

“I don’t like interesting,” says Jaehyun. “It’s always a complication.”

Haechan rolls his eyes. He passes a set of file folders around the table for everyone. “Have faith in me, mon chéri. I know what I’m doing. She’s nineteen years old, born August thirty-first, and her name is Sooyoung Kang.”

Yuta scans through the pictures of the girl with long black hair like a sheet dipped in ink. “Holy shit.”

“She’s a Kang?” Jaehyun thumbs through his folder. “Living in the Baldr mansion? I knew those fucking Kangs were conning us.”

“Wait a minute,” advises Haechan. “I dug as deep as I could, and I don’t think she’s involved with them. Or her family.”

“She’s not,” Yuta confirms, laying down the endless supply of pictures. “At least not with her family. I know her cousin quite well—”

Jaehyun does not skip a beat. “So you’re fucking her.”

Yuta clears his throat, but his face reddens. “Look, I know she never talks to her family. Except for her cousin, but that hardly counts. Gwendolyn isn’t like the rest of them.”

“If she doesn’t associate with the Kangs or Baldrs, why does she live with them?”

“I was getting to my theory on that,” says Haechan. “Her connection isn’t to the Baldrs, but to Sicheng. She’s his Sooyoung. You know, the one he’s always running across town for and risking our lives for. I think he’s the reason she lives there safely and untouched.”

“This Sooyoung Kang is the girl Suh dated, then?”

Haechan nods at Jaehyun. “That’s right, but the next part—”

“How does any of this help us get in?” interrupts Jaehyun, who’s frowning. “Doesn’t this make it harder, because’s she not just a no one?”

“Let me finish.” Haechan takes a deep breath, gathers himself, and carries on. “Sooyoung is the only person who can come and go without raising any alarms. She’ll know every gate password and have key to each door. We’re not breaking in at all.”

“We need to be careful with the Kangs,” says Jaehyun. “Are you suggesting we convince her to break-in to the slaughter house upstairs and risk her life to liberate two people she’s never met without detection?”

“Sort of.” Haechan’s eyes are hopeful since his plan hasn’t been entirely shot down yet. Usually he never makes it this far at the drawing board.

“Jaehyun was trying to say that your plan sucks,” says Mark. “But I think it would be fun to charm her into doing it.”

“It’s not about fun.” Jaehyun stares at the mansion’s diagram. “We need to get our guys out of there immediately. Is this really the best plan you could come up with?”

“Next I was gonna say that we could always put a gun to her head, force her to let us into the house under the guise of being her guests, and do it ourselves, detection be damned.”

Yuta claps. “Now that’s a fucking plan.”

As everyone collectively agrees to Haechan’s second plan, Mark crosses his arms. “I never get to seduce people anymore. It’s my favorite part of the job.”

“You suck at it,” says Yuta. “That’s why we don’t let you.”

“I do not!” cries Mark. “You know, I was in that girl’s house today, and her sister called me a boy-toy.”

Everyone in the room fixes their gazes on Mark, who shrugs in bewilderment. Collectively, his colleagues give him looks that say: what the fuck, Lee? Why didn’t you say anything before, you dumbass?

“Explain,” says Jaehyun. “You need to explain the implications of what you just said. You were in her apartment?”

“No! I was at her parents’ house.”

Jaehyun scoffs. “So you went straight into the heart of the Kang lair and didn’t think to mention it?”

“I wasn’t sure until Hyuck pulled out the picture of her,” Mark explains. “Earlier today, I saw her having some kind of meltdown in the street and I tried to help her. Her sister showed up and then she passed out, so I helped her get to the house. I didn’t know who they were, but I did think their house was oddly . . . large. Her sister thought I was the girl’s fuck buddy, or something.”

“Mark Lee.” Haechan is beaming. “You might have just found our way in.”

~~~

The next morning is a lovely Thursday morning and Sooyoung’s first class starts at one. She’s blow-drying her soaked black hair after a warm shower. An invitation to get coffee with Jeffrey via text was the first thing she saw after waking up. Sooyoung hasn’t left her apartment yet and today is already a better day than yesterday. In twenty minutes flat, she’s taking an Uber to his favorite coffee shop in Coronado: Clayton’s Coffee Shop. It’s more of an all-purpose diner than anything else, but they do have excellent coffee and pancakes.

“Good morning to my favorite Kang girl,” says Jeffrey in a perky morning-person voice as Sooyoung plops down in a red booth across from him. His kinky black curls don’t move when he moves to pat her head. “I ordered you blueberry pancakes.”

“Thanks.” She puts her clutch down on the white table. “And I appreciate you helping me get out of there without having to see my mom and dad, yesterday.”

He nods proudly. “Of course, sweetheart. I don’t blame you for wanting to avoid those trolls. Plus, I owe you—you’re the reason I’m employed. Your parents only kept me around before so I could give them reports about your mischief and now they’re keeping me around because I’m the only person the family knows besides Gwen that you haven’t disowned.”

“Gwen’s parents are okay,” Sooyoung admits. “I’d like them more if they didn’t poison people, you know, but nobody’s perfect.”

“Your parents are so scared their ties with you will be completely cut,” he explains, using his hands for emphasis. Jeffrey always does that. “So, they want to keep me so they feel closer to you. Are you even listening?”

Sooyoung shakes her head violently, forcing herself back into reality. A nosy waiter with a foreign accent and a baby face slides their food on the table. She frowns at the smiling pancake. “I was thinking about Sicheng. Hoping he’s okay and not mad at me. I hate it when he’s mad at me.”

“Almost as much as I hate when you ignore me.” He pops a bite of peach oatmeal into his mouth.

“You talk to me like you’re so much older and wiser,” says Sooyoung, a hint of a smile playing on the edge of her lips. “But you’ve just got three months on me, big guy. One day you’ll realize—”

Jeffrey drops his head suddenly. He’s staring intently at something behind you. “Don’t. Turn. Around.”

“Why?” Of course the first instinct she has is to, in fact, turn around. Sooyoung traps some of her hair behind her ear so she can see better. Jeffrey grabs her arm to try to regain her attention, but it’s too late.

Standing by the entrance is none other than the last person she ever thought she would see again in her life. Her lips press tightly into one another as she finds herself unable to tear her eyes away from him. Standing there casually, waiting for the hostess to pick a table for him, is Sooyoung’s ex-boyfriend, ex-everything Johnny Suh.

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ahsana · 4 years

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Rehab ~ Dean Winchester

Chapter 1 - The Party

Summary: Gwendolyn Anderson is in her early twenties. For most people that age, they're in college or just starting to find their way. For her, she lost the person closest to her in the universe and she has to find a way to pick up the pieces because everything as she knows it as about to change. After a few events that are less than coincidental, the only thing that seems to make sense anymore is a man with green eyes and a twelve step program.

Pairing: AU!Gabriel Novak x OC!Gwen, AU!Dean Winchester x OC!Gwen & possible other variations. Stay tuned to find out ;)

Word Count: 2038

Chapter Warning: Just like every other chapter in this book so far, there will be detailed drug use, mentions of drugs, paraphernalia, mentions of death and other very sensitive topics. If this could trigger you or set you off in any way possible, I urge you not to read it. If you or someone you know is struggling with addiction, please reach out and get help. You are not alone. Always keep fighting.

Even when things were okay, I still never feared death. I've been on the edge many times; never quite falling off, but never quite holding on either.

A lot of people say overdosing was their rock bottom. It wasn't for me. Heroin is a strong word, and sometimes it even shocks me when I say it. Weird, right?

In health class as a teenager, I saw the pictures of drug addicted people and made a pact with myself in my head that I'd never become one of those people and here I am. I guess I should explain how I got here, though.

« FLASHBACK »

Why did I snort that line? My nose burns, my brain hurts, and my whole body feels like it's buzzing. I'm not exactly sure where the cocaine came from or why exactly I did it but I know that I have to get out of here and fast.

Parties aren't usually my scene, but I figured since it was my last day as a teenager I might as well indulge. My surroundings aren't familiar, just some college frat party that I knew of because I attend school here, but other than that I really have no idea where I am or how I got here.

I'm searching for the exit, pushing past sweaty bodies and other young adults who reek of alcohol and marijuana. I gave up hope halfway through the search because it feels almost as if though it's impossible, so when my eyes land on the staircase in front of me I sigh gratefully.

The door at the end of the hallway is propped open slightly; a large rock wedged between so it couldn't close. The loud music was causing my ears to ring so I walked as quickly as I could and became elated when I realized the door at the end of the hallway leading to outside, giving me a chance to get some fresh air.

I push the door open and realize it's heavier than I first assumed, so I try and let it close behind me gently so it doesn't knock rock out of place. I inhale deeply and look around, only to be met with the fact that I'm on the roof somehow.

"Wow," I mutter, and make my way towards the edge of the building; my shoes making the gravel of the rooftop crunch along the way. I peered over the ledge, and for a second considered flying.

Worse case scenario, I land flat on the pavement, ultimately dying in the process or I make it to the rooftop across the way. I step onto the ledge, squat and then sit; dangling my legs over the side of the building.

My heart is pounding a hundred miles a minute, and all of a sudden tears start streaming down my face.

"I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend," I gasp out of shock because I didn't realize that I wasn't alone up here—and also because a random man is singing to me. I turn my head to face the mystery man and am pleasantly surprised. "You could cut ties with all the lies, that you've been living in," He continues, and I recognize the song and join in with him.

“And if you do not want to see me again, I would understaaaand. I would understaaand," We both sing in unison, and the stranger lets out a fit of giggles which makes me laugh in return.

"So Miss, how are you on this lovely night?" He questions.

"You aren't even going to ask me my name?" I inquire with a grin.

"Nope, don't need to." I nod in response, pretending to understand why.

“I'm doing well, by the way." I add.

"That's amazing.. or.. would be, if you were telling the truth." I cock my brow up, and he quickly adds, "I mean you wouldn't be sitting on the ledge for nothing, right?"

I shake my head in disagreement. "That's where you've got it wrong, sir."

"Sir? Do I really look that old?" He jokes.

"No, but I'm not sure what to call you since we don't need to know each other's names." The stranger sits beside me and lets his legs dangle over the building as well. I take a closer look at his features that are illuminated by the street lights below and I am captivated.

The ridge of his nose, the length of his lashes and his eyes—Wow, his eyes. It's dark, but I can tell that they're brown with a swirl of honey and it reminds me of a Hershey's bar.

"So, did you find what you were looking for?" He asks, and I shake my head no for the second time. "Well then what are you doing?" I shrug. "You're not very talkative, are you?" He asks, seeming genuinely curious.

"I am, but I'm not sure what to say. I'm at a party, drunk and high off coke, sitting with a stranger on the edge of the roof; trying to come up with something I could tell you but I'm at a loss for words here." The man gives me a goofy grin in return.

"Well. We'll probably never see each other again, so why don't you tell me your biggest secret?" I laugh out loud.

"Sir, I've known you for mere minutes and you want me to do something like that? Strange." I mumble in awe.

"I'm not from around here, so I couldn't possibly hold it against you in any way."

"Why did you come here then?" I ask.

"Free booze."

"Interesting. Here—I'll make you a deal. I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours." I whisper cheekily to him and he nods his head, agreeing.

"Sure. Okay. Let's start," he thinks for a moment, "My guilty pleasure is Lazy Town, the kids show."

"Ha! That's an awful secret, shame on you!" I reply but laughing while doing so.

"Fine, fine. Um, when I was seventeen I slept with my best mate's girlfriend. He still doesn't know." He whispers guiltily.

"Wow, that's pretty deep. Are they still together?" He nods.

"Been together for eight years, married for three—with two kids."

I chuckle, "How do you know you aren't the baby daddy?"

"Timeline doesn't add up—trust me, I did the calculations as soon as she told everyone she was pregnant the summer after we graduated high school," He trailed off but then turned his head towards me, "Your turn."

I gulp, and try and think of something.

"Um... Well, I might as well go all out then. My parents are both government officials. Amelia and Doug Anderson?" I throw the names out to see if he recognizes them.

"Holy shit," He marvels. "You're Gwendolyn Anderson. I should have recognized you as soon as I seen you! You and your parents are all over TV." I sigh.

"Yeah. But call me Gwen, I hate it when people call me Gwendolyn. Anyways—That's not exactly my secret." I look towards him and he motions for me to continue.

"I don't know why I'm telling you this but.. here we go. My entire life, I've felt like the weight of the world has been on my shoulders. Ever since I was a kid my parents have been pushing me to be the best in every category there has been or ever will be. My senior year of high school was the worst, obviously because of the impending doom of getting into the best college and working on getting scholarship offers; meanwhile keeping all A's, playing volleyball and volunteering."

I continued, glancing back now and then to see if he was still paying attention and he was alert the entire time. "It got to the point where.. I needed some extra help. Adderall was basically my scapegoat and how I functioned for the entire year. My parents were so busy being wrapped up in their own lives and pushing me to my limit that they never discovered I lost myself along the way. Now I'm in college, and I'm still trying to find my way back to a happy medium. But when I looked down at the ground, I realized that for some reason it doesn't even matter anymore."

"And what do you mean by that?"

"Have you ever gotten to the point where you feel like you're just numb? Everything is grey scale and there's no color at all? I'm just going through the motions. There's no highs or lows; only this weird middle ground. I thought coming to this party tonight and getting trashed would make me feel better but it didn't change anything." He nods, knowingly. I can tell he understands. He rests his left hand on top of my right one and somehow it felt like my body couldn't get any hotter.

I should be scared, uncomfortable even. I just met this guy and don't even know his name but I'm letting him touch me like we've been friends all our lives. A sudden thought makes me speak up.

"You know, it's not really fair that you get to know my name and I don't know yours." He chuckles.

“It's Gabriel." I smile because it's very fitting. He looks like a Gabriel.

"That's a beautiful name."

He laughs, "Beautiful? More like average. Your name is beautiful."

"I wholeheartedly disagree. I have a grandma name, at least yours fits your age no matter how old you are." He smiles. We sit in silence, his hand still resting on top of mine and I take another look down at the ground.

"How long do you think it would take to reach the ground?" I ask as if he'd actually know the answer.

"For a suicidal person? Too long. For a person just looking for some answers, too fast."

“How do you know which is which?" Gabriel lets out a grunt and laughs.

"Well, do you want to die?" He asks, raising his voice but continues smiling; which is oddly contagious.

"I don't think I'd ever do anything to speed up the process, so ultimately no. Probably not."

"I guess there's an answer then." Gabriel replies.

"An answer?"

"Yeah, the one of many you're looking for. I won't have them all, though."

"B-But I thought you were an all-knowing wizard!" I gasp out sarcastically.

"No, no. But... I maybe might have one.. just for now,"

I raise my eyebrow again and ask, "What might that be?" Gabriel reaches into his pocket and pulls out a tiny baggie with pills inside of it.

"You might like these," he whispers gently.

"Ah, man. I don't know--"

“I'm sure drugs weren't the first thing you thought of, but maybe they'll help you forget until tomorrow." I sigh and stick my hand out apprehensively.

"What are they?" I question.

"Percocet. Strongest prescription." I nod, remember hearing some of my peers talking about it previously this week. I swallow two of them without a second thought.

« FLASHBACK OVER »

I look down at the person who brought me into this mess, and his face is quickly turning a light shade of blue.

"Gabe, God, You fucking idiot! I told you not to do that much!" I shout and dial 911 as quickly as possible.

The next thing I know, I'm sitting on the front porch steps of his apartment as they're carrying him away on a stretcher. My best friend is dead, and I can officially say I'm terrified.

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yeahyoume · 4 years

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Have you ever wondered to yourself what you would do if you found the "perfect lady"? Have you ever wondered to yourself what it would be like to have the sexiest woman in the room with her legs wrapped around you in the bathroom of some shit corner bar where everyone wants to fuck her? Have you ever found yourself daydreaming about a woman so perfect, you thought she could never exist ? Yeah, well, I used to be just like you until this fire of a woman entered my life. When I say fire, I mean like a fucking blast furnace. I'll put it to you this way, it's like my entire soul , being, every emotion and sexual desires have been soaked in gasoline for 40yrs and then Gwyen was the spark that lit me on fire.

The first time I laid eyes on Gwyen was about 10 or 11yrs ago. I was at local pub with my fiance at the time, yeah, I was engaged then, more about that later on. Anyway, prior to this night, I heard of this woman named Gwyen and how sexy she was, top notch personality , etc etc. Everytime I would hear about this woman through locals just talking I would think, shut the fuck up no like that exsits. Then as I'm standing in front of the jukebox waiting for a drink I felt someone tap me on the shoulder , "Yo Mark, I want to introduce you to my cousin, Gwen!" I turned around and I just stopped, my face probably went to "holy shit" . I could not fucking believe who was standing in front me. She was probably 5'2 or 5'4, this reddish hair that was definitely about to light me on fire and her eyes, Jesus Christ her eyes! Are they blue? Are they fucking green? I couldn't tell but they were absolutely stunning. Athletic built , just superior she was. Wearing a low cut vneck t-shirt, no bra and her nipples were staring at me as if they knew what my tongue was wanting to do. "Hi, nice to meet you , Mark!" Her smile was so bright it made me feel special immediately. I smiled right back at her and I think she knew what I was thinking. After a quick hello and hand shake she turned to play a song on the jukebox and there it was, her ass. Now, understand , I'm an "ass man" and I mean I LOVE a woman's ass. There she was, her back turned to me and she's flipping through songs, putting her weight on one leg and then the other , switching back and forth making her ass wiggle just enough to start to turn me on, right there at the fucking jukebox . She looked over her shoulder , just to see where her cousin went and she smiled at me again, then she looked at my cock, she smiled even bigger . Holy fuck, I had a hard-on! Since I'm not exactly a "small guy" but known to stretch a few in my time, she now saw the outline of my cock through my jeans. Right there at that moment the sexual tension was like I just got out of jail and I couldn't wait to slip my cock into my waiting princess. Because of me feeling like a douchebag since my fiance was there, I had to turn my attention back to our group of friends. I couldn't help but often turn to look in her direction and I would notice she did the same. Wow, I never had this feeling before, ever. Sure, I've seen beautiful woman and immediately thought I like to fuck her , but this, this was different. This was a desire to know who she was, to know what makes her tick, what it would be like to feel her wet pussy accept my rock hard dick, all at the same time. This was crazy! So the night ended and just like that, I never saw her again.

A few yrs later, we ran into each other at the liquor store and wow, all those feelings I mentioned before came back like a raging bull! We had some small talk and I would call it "fuck me flirting" on my end anyway. We went our separate way and then she was gone again. I would see her in pics on social media and stuff like that but that was it, she was my personal Houdini. Then I heard through the grapevine that she got married, had child and was leading a great life. Well, fuck me then.

Now, let's fast forward to the present day, which would be 10yrs later or so. Since this time, I've been divorced and out of a 8yr relationship, a free man with no fucks to give. A friend tells me about how Gwyen is unhappy in her marriage, struggling to stay with her husband etc. One thing leads to another and I think, "well Mark, send her a message and see what happens." I'm a confident man, I know what I bring to the table. If you deserve the world, I'll give you the universe , if you need to be told "get fucked" , well I won't hesitate. So, I did just that, I sent the message. I made up some bullshit reason for sending her a private message on Facebook. She answered and enthusiastically I may add. I couldn't fucking believe it! We had some small talk a few times via messaging which then led to exchanging phones numbers. Messaging turned into texts, turned into phone calls (when she could since she was still in the house with her husband).

At first the conversations were like we were trying to get to know one another, gain some trust. It was playful , I felt like a teenager again with her. As the conversations progressed it turned to more like, I'll say adult like chat. When I say adult chat, I mean she asked me to say something dirty to her, I was taken back and yet so fucking excited that she asked that, I thought "you better bring your " A" game Marko , it's showtime!" I have never ever done something like this, ever. So I did, I sent her a few hot, very erotic messages, they were getting so hot that I would start jerking off writing them to her , she fucking loved it. Then, THEN that's when I got ballsy and said fuck it , here comes a dick pic Gwyen , hope you like it! Let's just say, she did. Then she returned one to me and my God, she was more gourgeous than I even imagined, standing in front of her mirror, topless with these perfect nickel sized nipples, hair in a pony tail and a look of seduction on her face.

We would talk almost everyday from there on out. We would talk about everything in life, get a little frisky and then talk about life agian. This went on for weeks. Through these conversations, spilling our guts out to one another, not only did I want to fuck her like it was my last day on earth, but I wanted to hold her hand and be the one who told her "everything will always be ok". Fucking weird , right? What was this I was experiencing?

Through out our messaging and calls, she asked what kind of music I listen to, I told her pretty much everything. Music is a way for me to connect to my emotions, my desires , the moment and so on. She asked me to send her some of the music I listen to. The very first song I sent was, Roses by The Chainsmokers , I thought (and still do) think that is a very sexual song, Everytime I heard it I would think of her. She also loves that song, little did I know. To this day when it comes on, my mind rewinds at warp speed to her and the first time our lips touched. (Feel free to go ahead and put the song in, I guarantee you want to fuck the person next to you immediately).

These in-depth , intimate conversations went on for a long time without seeing each other, at all. Kinda sounds like a cat fish story, but that it was not. This woman was becoming a part of my soul, my heart and I couldn't get a grasp on that, nevermind the whole her being married part, I was dying inside just to talk to her face to face, eyes looking at eyes.

Then my dream came true, I was invited to have a few drinks with her sister and herself. I had to think for a moment, "are you gonna do this? What's gonna happen? Holy fucking shit yes I want to go, I didn't give 2 fucks about anyone else but her and I.

We decided on a place to go, the 3 of us. I got there first, the friggin anticipation was killing me. It was only me, the bar keep and 3 other people there and then the door opened. It was them, first her sister and then her. There it was, that smile, just as bright as it was 10yrs prior. We said hello, gave a little friendly hug and sat and ordered some drinks, beer for me and her sister, vodka and cranberry for her.

We sat and drank for a while, talking, laughing, discussing our pasts, people we mutually know blah blah blah. The whole time I was a nervous little fucker, "am I saying the right things, is she in to me, why is she here , dear God don't let me fuck this up! " Ya know, all the normal shit that goes through your head when you're into someone. She was just as sweet, kind and sexy in person as in the texts. See, no cat fish here.

Her sister decides it was time for her to get on the road back home. Gwyens sister drove them both there. She turns and asks me, would you be able to get Gwyen back to her car later. "Absolutely" I said. Holy shit, it's now just gonna be us two. But then, Gwyen yes why don't you take me to my car now. My heart kinda slowed, disappointment started to set in, "is this it? Did I say something wrong? Oh, just shut the fuck and take her to her car" I said to myself. " Sure, no problem, I replied

We said our good byes to sis, I was warned to take good care of her. I opened the car door for her , she seemed surprised. I smiled and said "what?" Lol. She replied that no one has ever done that for her before. Well I told her, not everyone is me.

We started to drive towards her car which actually was only 4 blocks away. She told me, "keep driving, I love talking to you". So I did. Now, I wasn't sure what to do, my head was telling me to be a gentleman but my hard-on was telling me other wise. I always try to be a gentleman because that's what a true man should be. "Treat her like a lady in the streets, and a freak in the sheets".

We were driving for maybe 20 mins and she turns and says, "find a parking spot so we could talk and I could look at you". I found the closest , most secluded area I could and parked. We turned to each other , we smiled for a few secs. No radio on, no traffic on the street, just me, her and our throbbing sexual desires for one another. Her face got serious, and she softly whispers, "are you going to kiss me?" I didn't hesitate for a split second. We closed in on each other's lips, starring into each other's eyes and our lips touched. First it was intimate, then quicky became like 2 horny teenagers in dad's car. I softly nibbled on her lower lip while I took my hands and gently cupped her face and pulled her in harder so our tongues could feel one another. We slowly circled each other's. My cock was throbbing, I may have came a little I was so excited. I could feel her hips start to move as of she was grinding her pillow before bed. She stared to raise herself up, like you would do if you want someone to undress you. And then, she pulled away and looked at me as if she was frighteed. Oh fuck I thought. She said "we should stop, I'm fucking married , I'm so sorry". I understood, I'm a human being with feelings and emotions and try to understand everyone else's. I gave her a hug and made sure she knew she was safe with me and it never had to go any further. She thanked me. Then I dropped her off at her car.

Once I got home , I got text from Gwyen asking me if i regretted it, I said absolutely not and that I loved every second of it. She sent another text saying "I've never ever been kissed liked that, it was intense." I smiled and thought , maybe there would be a second one.

The next day I woke up feeling like a new man, a different man, but new none the less. At this point in our friendship or whatever you want to call it, we would text in morning and throughout the day. I recieved an unexpected text from Gwyen stating she's on her way to my house, by this time she was probably already there, we didn't live far from each other. I ran downstairs and sure as shit, there she is at my front door. I let her in not knowing what to expect. She said , "after last night I just needed to see you again". Wow, she was really into me I thought". I replied that I felt the same. She said I should show her around my house. As we made our way up the stairs , by her direction may I add, her ass was just inches from my face, it took everything I had not to bend her over right there and stick my tongue into her. She said, " so this is the bedroom" and without hesitation she laid in my bed and pulled me on top. We kissed like we never stopped from the night before. My hands roamed her body as if they never felt a woman before, her hands clawing at my back. I sat up for a second, she asked if we should wait, I said no. I started to unbutton her shorts as she undid mine. She lifted her hips up and I slid her shorts off, she wasn't wearing panties. There she was, this beautiful woman, with her legs spread open , her pussy was already soaked and glisening and then she took my pants off. She whispered to me, "please fuck me with your huge cock but be gentle" and she guided all 8 inches of me into her. It took a few slow thrusts to get inside of her but once I did, that was it. It was like 2 lost souls finding each other. I could feel her shaking as her pussy pumped from excitement, my cock was harder than a piece of steel as she slid on it. She shouted, "I'm cumming!" I couldn't last long after that and I told her I was going to cum, she said "please don't pull out, I want to feel your cock pump me full of you." So I did exactly what she asked.

When we were finished, sticky, wet and the smell of sex in the air was enough to keep us both smiling. It was a hot summer day in May that I will never forget. That was the day my life changed forever.

She had leave soon after because she was suppose to be running errands. I had to sit down and really take in what I just experienced. It wasn't just a great organism, it was something much deeper. It was like a spiritual thing going on. I felt complete, finally fulfilled. She was the one I was looking for this whole time. Charlie Puth - one call away.

Did I mention she was a school teacher? Well, if that doesn't make her even more hot, I don't know what will. She really loved when I would send her dirty texts and pics through her school day. I would be able to get her pussy so wet from a juicy text or a straight up cock pic , fully hard and ready to explode.

The one day she came to my house before going home, walked in my door with this cute little sundress on. I walked right up to her with authority , no words were exchanged, I just took her, turned her face forward to the wall and spread her legs. I pulled that sundress up and quickly slid my cock from her clit to the top of her ass and then right into her soaking wet pussy. I thrusted myself into her makingr her know I was there. She bent over even more and picked her ass up just enough for her to be on her tippy toes. With every plunge of my cock I watched her perfect ass jiggle and hear my balls slapping off her clit. I held both her arms in my one hand against the wall and I slowly circled her clit with my other hand all while fucking her the way she wanted to be fucked. We were both right where we were suppose to be, surrendering to one another, like raging animals just thristing for each other. When I finally came in her, she turned to me, grabbed my face with both hands and kissed me. As she walked away I could see a trail of cum in the inside of her thigh. Fuck that was sexy. Omi - fireworks

We would chat as often as possible through out the day, but see each other as often as she could. The time went by slow when I wasn't with her or talking to her. She was all I could think about. Everything in my life was going the right way, good job, decent place to live, nice car, a bit money stashed away, she was the missing puzzle piece for me. I was so excited I would danced around the house to music. Cue - Flo Rida Blow My Whistle

I recall the one day I told her how beautiful she was and she replied immediately that it's been years since someone told her that. I was fucking floored by that statement. I thought, how dare someone be so self centered and be an inconsiderate prick not to tell her all the time how gorgeous she was! I thought, fuck this! I'll make sure she knows she beautiful and nothing short of that. This beautiful gem of a woman, with compassion, giving, sensitivity, a golden heart be let down by all the douchebags she's had in her life. I actually had to sit for a moment and think , why do I feel this way. So angry that she didn't feel beautiful, didn't feel appreciated etc. Then I knew. I was in love with her. Our intimate conversations, our deep understanding of each other and the trust we had right out of the box plus the ridiculous sexual urges we had for each other all added up to this one moment enlightenment. It was love.

"Jesus Christ , Mark you can't tell her that, she's still married and its way too soon to pop that on her." So, I went online visited some underwear shops and picked out something I though she'd like and purchased it. She stopped by my house the one day just to say hi, she couldn't come in so I met her in my alley and gave her the gift. Inside was a little note that said "you should always feel beautiful." She started to cry because no one has ever done that before, thought about her. I was like holy fuck, what is wrong with men. She should be treat like a queen and that's what I wanted to do. Thomas Rhett - Die a happy man.

She sent me a pic of her in her new, sexy as fuck underwear along with the song- Keep my hands to myself - Selena Gomez. It drove me crazy

She knew I wasn't that big on cooking, I was eating shit out of a box that was microwavable. She would take time out of her night just to bring me dinner. I couldnt believe that. Someone thought about me! Are we really this lucky to find each other? So the one night she decided to bring some dinner she cooked, when she came into my home, I couldn't help my self, I picked her up, she wrapped her legs around me and I set her in the kitchen counter. My heart was pounding, not only with sex on the mind but I really loved this woman. I pulled the black leggings off her like unwrapping a present and just forced my dick inside her. I was so deep I could see my cock moving in her stomach. She held into me with such strength and tightness as if she never wanted to let go. I was thinking , maybe she loves me.

Actions always speak louder than words for me. Words mean shit because we all say bullshit nonsense that we don't mean at times. Let someone do whatever they want and then watch their actuons, that's my modo. She would find time to see me, call , text whatever. Actions.

Gwyen had to go out of town for a weekend, something with teaching during the summer. She asked if I would come and see her one day. It was a 2hr drive and I didn't give a fuck, I get to see her. So I drove down on that Friday night and picked her up at her hotel. She was standing with her coworker. I was like "oh shit, snagged". I forget her friend's name, but she peaked her head inside my car and said " so, you're him. I knew there was something up! You are what I picture her with." Then she walked away. Gwyen got in and said, "well that cat is outta the bag." But she wasn't worried, girl code I guess.

We got to have dinner together for the first time. We sat and talked. Gwyen said something to me that no one ever ever said to me "I can listen to you talk forever". Here I thought I was a blabbing idiot, but she really enjoyed my company, our conversations etc. Wow. So i had to take her back to the hotel, it was raining that night. We parked and she said, "jump in the back" and like a trained German Shepard i leaped back there. She came back with me, we couldn't control ourselves any longer that night. She was wearing a romper, she loves those things, no underwear, so I tore the crotch out of them and fucked her just like I loved her. Her hands were on the glass, pushing herself on my cock like it belonged to her, it did. When she got out she smiled and wanted to say something, but she just ran to the door in the rain. I wanted to walk her to her room but her other co workers couldn't see me. I drove 2hrs home thinking, this is the girl for me.

There were so many special features with Gwyen. I wanted her more and more and more. She said that the time for her marriage to end was coming soon, so I held on. It was scary, frustrating and disappointing at times but I really wanted her in my life, all the time. Our connection was so real and pure it was nerving.

She made the jump one night and decided she wanted to stay over at my place. I was so excited, I made sure the house was perfect , had all the wine she could drink , the lightening, I wanted it to be perfect. When she showed up, it was like she came home to me after a days work, it was comforting. We talked, drank, watch movies. It was great. She then started to rub my cock under the blankets. I thought, here we go. I picked her up and put her in the floor. I started to kiss her neck and lightly lick little circles just under her ear. I made my way down to those link perfect nipples and just sucked on one at a time. I went down further to her belly area , she started to rub the top of my head but I grabbed her hands and held them to her belly, I felt her legs open even wider. As I worked my way down to the top of her pussy, I could feel her breathing getting heavier and heavier. I was so close to her that she could feel my breath on her dripping wet pussy. I made sure to hold her tight so she could move nor could she touch me, she went wild as I could see her stomach twiching. I licked her clit for second, just to tease her and then kissed the inner thigh by the labia while holding her arms tight. Once I started to circle around her labia once or twice ,I knew it was time to opened her up with my tongue just to hear her moan in satisfaction. I stopped a few times to gently lick her clit and insert my middle finger in her at the same time. I used my tongue to cover every inch of her perfect womanhood. I was inserting my tongue inside her while I took one hand and softly pinched her nipples and that's when she started to grind on my face because she was cumming. I sucked on her clit for a few moments and then she started cumming right in my mouth , just how I wanted her to. As soon as she orgasmed, she pushed me on my back, and took my cock right inside her mouth and tried to get the whole thing in. I was so hard it was actually pulsating with my heart beat. I came so fast in her, I couldn't help it, I loved tasting her pussy so much that it would make me cum , nevermind watching the beautiful woman whom I loved just take me in her mouth . God I love her. LL COOL J - Doin it

Im going to rewind a bit, I'm telling this story in Quentin Taritinos movie style , so bare with me. I need to tell you how Gwyen had this way of making me feel like I was the only one who existed. She was soft when she spoke to me, she always made my thoughts and feelings come first. She actually wanted to hear what I had to say, even if she had to force it out of me. I would get a text out of the blue just saying hi or heart or whatever. It would always make my day. When she held my hand I could feel the energy flowing from her into me, I'm telling you it was on such a higher level of connection. It would be me she would come to when needing to be held or to be told "it's gonna be ok". She was choosing me over everyone. I was the luckiest guy to live. I found her, she was for me. Maroon 5 - lovers do.

I asked her to a movie , out of town so we could actually be a "couple " forjust a few hrs and she gladly accepted my invite. We decided on lunch and a mivie. I could tell she was scared to be seen, but she did it anyway, that said a lot to me. Lunch was great, the movie even better but the most I loved about it was holding her hand in the theater and watching her watch the movie. Man, what a great experience. Her cute facial expressions with every scene, I loved it! It was a very special moment for me, that I'll always remember.

Moving along,a great friend of mine who lived a few hours in a big city asked if I wanted to go to a beer festival and if I had anyone I wanted to bring, GWYEN! I thought, we could get away for a night.

So off we went, she asked her sister to go and came up with some excuse for her husband so it was all good. Gwyen wasn't even a beer drinker, she loves her wine and some mixers. I mean, this woman went to an event she didn't have to, away from home, over night and took a big risk just to be with me. It warms my heart what she was willing to do for me, his I loved her. We had a great time, drinking, eating singing, dancing it was truly a good day. We ended up at a bar late that night for few more cocktails, like we needed it. I saw Gwyen looking for the bathroom, stumbling and giggling Soni decided to follower her. We ended up in some dark room, definitely not a bathroom and she pulled me close to her so we could kiss like savages. She stuck her hand down my pants and started to jerk me off and I was finger fucking her at the same time. I pulled her shorts down just enough to squeeze my cock in her from behind. As soon as I was in, well we hear "who the fuck is in there, that room is off limits" we both got dressed quickly while laughing our asses off. I had a huge wet mark on my pants from how wet she got. It was fucking funny. See, that's what I loved about us, nothing else mattered but her, me,the moment and that's it.

When we were apart I would spend most of my day thinking of ways to show her my gratitude and appreciation of her. I wanted to tell her that I was in love with her, but I couldn't bring myself to do it just yet. I did what I could because we still had distance between us. I would send her a song, a nice pic of the day , whatever I could. One day her little girl got sick and I felt terrible , Gwyen did to, she is such a great mom, loving, caring. I tried to think of a way to help with her little girl feeling better. So I hurried ran to the store and got a DVD for her to watch. I actually went to Gwyens house to drop it off because her husband was at work. The look on Gwyens face , once again, as in disbelief someone thought about her. Well, that's just who I am. Gwyen and I had the same heart, same soul, she did those sweet things for me too. She would make a coffee run bright and early Saturday mornings and sure as shit, she'd be waiting outside of my house to bring me my Java and a smile. My Saturdays were the best.

One Saturday morning Gwyen came inside to have coffee with me, I was so surprised. We sat and talked and a conversation started about her family and what our future would look like once she got divorced. During the conversation, it came up about how I would be accepted my her family. I asked "do you think they'll like me?" Her reply, " they're gonna love you! I asked, "how could you be sure they'll love me?" She answered, without hesitation, " because I love you." We both just stopped and looked at each other. I know what I heard, but I couldn't believe it. So like an idiot I said "what did you say?" She replied "nothing, I have to go." Gave me a kiss and out the door she went.

Did Gwyen really just say I love you? Did she mean it? Christ, I wanted her to say it a thousand times because I wanted to scream "I love you, Gwyen!" from the rooftops everyday. But I had to play it cool . She truly stole my heart , she's an amazing woman.

I really felt like we were heading somewhere when Gwyen asked to do an over night stay at friend's house a few hours away. This friend was Gwyens go-to, best friend of all time. I was nervous, this was a big step I thought. Of course I said yes. Gwyen made the hotel arrangements and we drove off to Cindy's house.

Every car ride we took, every moment we were together felt like utopia for me, perfect bliss. We would either not shut the fuck up or sit in complete silence just embracing eachothers presence. If you never had that, well, don't stop looking because it's magical.

On this car ride , she decided to talk about leaving her husband and the best/easiest and less painful way to do it. See, she even felt horrible for doing what she was about to do because of her compassion for other people. On the other hand, she wanted what she wanted and that was happiness. It didn't mean with just me but with life. I admired that about her. Deftones - passenger

Once we got into town, she took me to a wine tasting, I've never been to one before. She wanted to introduce me to new thjngs. All I needed was the new way to be cared about the way she did but the wine was good too but not one of them was as sweet as her.

Once we checked in and unpacked, Gwyen wanted to show me around her old stomping grounds, she was originally from this area we were in. As we left , walking to my car, she was in front of me (you always let a lady go first) I had this uncontrollable urge just to "sweep her off her feet", I snuck up from behind, picked her up and carried her to the car like the precious cargo she was. She was startled and excited all at the same time. We just looked into each other's eyes as we made our way to my car. It was at that moment that I felt like I was carrying my queen or even maybe the key to unlock all the happiness this world has to offer. How about that? All those emotions unleashed in a 20-yard walk. I could never imagine how much I was going to miss her. Pitbull - Give me Everything.

We had a great time, we just went out for a drinks and met some other friends. Cindy was very welcoming and she already knew about me and pretty much all the details of Gwyen and I. Cindy was pro Team Gwyen/Mark.

Gwyen had these cute little saying that would make me laugh everytim she used them: craziness, what's happening here, it's just craziness. Lol. I still laugh to this day. I would sit around on those days we couldn't see each other and think about all those little things that I adored and I started to realize I wanted her in my life, I would literally laugh out loud in my house. Cue Jason Derulo - want to want me.

I could explain every detail of our time, there's so much more to tell but I'm fast forwarding now.

The days and nights I wouldn't hear from Gwyen were long. I would get depressed. Not truly able to understanding her circumstances I thought it was me. Or maybe I just didn't mean anything to her. It was confusing. As the months went on we got further and further away from what I thought would be our new world, a world of understanding, compassion, intimacy and pure love.

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Game of Thrones – A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms - 8x02 episode analysis (kind of)

…or the episode we should have gotten last week.

And we’re back! I am not here to shit on last week’s episode I actually enjoyed it very much, if you just take it for what it was, but! I cannot help but remark how much better episode 2 has been to us… the writing was very very good and rich, and in character, and it finally feels like GoT and… I honestly don’t know what happened in episode 1. But moving on…

As you can already tell, this is going to my personal summary, thoughts and analysis of episode 02 of season 8. Going to put it all under a cut – spoilers, you have been warned.

Are you an Oathkeeper or on Oathbreaker? Or the Jaime Fucking Lannister Fest

Listen I am not calling this a trial, because it is not. Yes I know they call it a trial in the BTS and Inside the episode.

Dany’s speech about Jaime’s deeds against House Targaryen is very good. As I have mentioned in my preview analysis, this is the first time (third time is a charm ha) that Jaime and Dany speak to one another. She doesn’t know this man. This man tried to kill her and he killed her father.

I got right half of the stuff at least, for what it’s worth. Tyrion looks soooo sooo bad. LIKE YOU KNEW YOUR SISTER? Oh the glare!!! If looks could kill, Tyrion would be dust. LiStEn, Tyrion, honey. Sit down. Jeez, read the room, you are not making it better. Dany is right - why should she trust this man? And Sansa is right there with her… until Brienne speaks.

Gwen called Brienne’s speech something “almost like a declaration of love” and I think that is so beautiful it hurts. Not a Braime fan, but hey you got fed fam, I am happy for you! I already mentioned in my live blogging that it was either incoherent or just plain retcon to forget that Sansa sent Brienne to KL because she thought Brienne would kill her if it meant a showdown with Arya. But I digress.

I find it very interesting how Jaime didn’t apologise and his cojones to say so because “we were at war” - and I get it, my dude, Ser Hot Stuff, we all know all is fair in love and war, but I guess it would be ooc for him to apologise. Great delivery, I don’t particularly like NCW but this scene? Top notch. I rate it one doggy style fuck out of one, but so good your legs are wobbly and you can barely find the energy to plop on your bed afterwards.

The things we do for love… and Bran is back with the fucking shit stirring drama. We stan Bran Starkashian.

I find it interesting since this is also Dany’s chance to show how she rules - Lady Sansa says her opinion, which surprises Dany. Then she turns to Jon, who the entire time has been very very quiet. Like the kind of quiet you are when you have the biggest hangover and you are stuck in class and you just want it to be over with. So Jon says what he could say to get the fuck out of there. “We need every man we can get.” So Jaime is given his sword back after Grey Worm literally gives him the I AM WATCHING YOU BITCH glare.

But Jon’s chair is not facing forward, it is slightly oriented towards Dany’s. Notice how he doesn’t look at her, even when she addresses him directly. She gets up and everyone does so afterwards FINALLY SOME FUCKING RESPECT and she turns to Jon… and he doesn’t even look at her… and my baby looks heartbroken because he just ignores her *coughs* As soon as the meeting ended, he rushed out, not giving her a chance to say a word. *coughs*

In defence of Jon… Know what, we’ll talk about Jon later, when we get to the reveal.

Oh and Bran totes doesn’t care about Jaime enough to expose him in front of the entire Great Hall. Because ya know, he is a drama queen, but he keeps his cards close, he either already has a plan for Jaime or as he said, and as I have predicted from the preview, it serves no purpose to expose Jaime for what he did to Bran. Like just click on it and read it. Good that Bran called him out on his apology naaah bitch you don’t get to go holier than thou here. It is what it is.

Me at Bran this episode:

Jaime and Tyrion’s conversation is very interesting, not only about Dany in general whether she is worthy or not, and Tyrion seems to be team Dany. Was it just me or Tyrion more like whispered the part where he talks about Cersei’s baby. Also also listen Jaime, unless you’re suddenly a gynaecologist how the fuck do you know she is not lying? I loved how Tyrion called Jaime out on the fact that he loved Cersei despite knowing full well what and who she was. Dude let’s call it what it was. Don’t play coy now.

Ding ding ding Tyrion mentions marching to KL and killing Cersei … and that’s all I am gonna say about it.

Jaime x Brienne wow this ship is getting so fed - enjoy babies ! And I loved how Brienne was suddenly WHY ARENT YOU INSULTING ME I DONT KNOW HOW TO INTERACT TO YOU !!!! Brienne is leading the left flank and Jaime wants to be led by her. Keep in mind for next week’s episode! I am so proud of my son Pod, I am basically proudmom!Brienne tbh.

The episode in which Dany gets a lot of counsel - because that’s also the type of ruler she is

Tyrion x Varys x Jorah vs Dany - Dany gives the best scolding ever tbh. Moms, take notes, because look at Tyrion’s face. He knows this Christmas when the NK comes he will only get coal. No whores and wine for Tyrion. He was naughty boy.

KHALESSI - Listen. I don’t like Jorah in the books, and my impression of show!Jorah has always been tainted by it. But this Jorah is redeemed and deserves to live I WILL RIOT IF HE DIES. The scene he has with Dany is one of my favourites because it just shows how much history they have together. I will sob if he dies because he is the only one left from S1E01 with her. Jorah tells her to forgive Tyrion and seek out S.ansa to smooth things over. MY BEAR

S.ansa x Daenerys - First time I thought it was going well, they were bonding… and then S.ansa leaned forward and the hand placing seemed a bit too deliberate to me, too Margaery. What I am trying to say is that it is very hard to know if S.ansa is being genuine. It is a very good scene and it holds a lot of importance later on, more on that when I talk about the reveal in the last scene (and I this is what I wanted from episode 1 - cold but courteous.)

S.ansa tells Dany Jon loves her and that “men do stupid things for the women they love, they’re easily manipulated” - which, fair point; she saw Cersei and Margaery do it. Buuuut she also had the counter-argument: she saw how Littlefinger manipulated her aunt. So it goes both ways, bby.

“All my life I have known one goal: the Iron Throne […] until I met Jon

INTERRUPTING THIS PROGRAMME TO FLAIL BECAUSE HOLY SHIT WE FINALLY HEAR DANY CALL HIM “JON” ON SCREEN YES YES FUCKING FINALLY THANK YOU BABY JESUS AND MARY AND THE ENTIRE TEAM OF 12 APOSTLES

“Now I am here, half a world away, fighting Jon’s war alongside him. Tell me, who manipulated whom?” - I love how Dany turns the tables here, because she is right; if Dany was manipulating Jon, then how come she is the one here, fighting with all her men and resources and dragons? Who gains from this more? SEE S.ANSA IT MAKES NO FUCKING SENSE IF YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN-

FINALLY SOME GOOD FUCKING CONTENT.

Then S.ansa goes for that smile ugh and agaaaain I am having soooo much trouble taking it for genuine.

“I am here because I love your brother and I trust him and I know he is true to his word […]” I AM DEAD DEAD DEAD

And then it goes to shite because S.ansa is now clearly drawing inspiration from Theresa fucking May since she has no fucking skills to bring up Brexit - is it Nexit? Dany retreating her hands tho - she feels played LIKE REALLY BITCH I WAS SPEAKING FROM MY HEART AND YOU WERE JUST BUYING TIME HERE.

Theonsa everywhere - or the ship you never thought would happen in this show yet you can’t help but ship it

That hug!!!! Wow I loved it!!! Sophie and Alfie killed it. Also watch Dany in the background - my baby!!! Do you know how hard it is being around people with big families when you’re… alone? It’s fucking depressing, and I just want to hug Dany and carry her to safety.

We got 3 Theonsa moments (and one was a Jonerys parallel so you know the romantic undertones are strong) in this episode soooo yeah! Enjoy! I am afraid they are setting Theon up to die, especially since it would be poetic cinema.jpeg for him to die defending Bran after he took WF from him.

Also also feels like book!Theon and show!Theon are colliding again.

The Merry Men and the Night’s Watch leftovers ; and Ghost for 3 seconds - you’re welcome ; the Hound and Beric; Missandei and Grey Worm

Tormund calling Jon “little crow” was fucking everything! did you catch Jon’s smile??? Precious baby!!! And then asking about Brienne!!!! But did you catch Jon’s face when he saw Sam was also there - like ugh you again - BYE

Missandei x Grey - one of them is totally dead BYE I AM GONNA FLUNG MYSELF OUT THE WINDOW

Sam x Jon on the battlements - ugh Sam really you are looking soooooo bad right now. Jon’s face is again precious. He is so over Sam atm and he is just like WHEN WILL THE NK COME FOR ME BECAUSE IF I HAVE TO STAY ONE MORE SECOND WITH THIS BITCH ISTG– Then I got emo when Edd came up. Damn. Watch Edd die too… I feel it in mah bones. That’s how the last of the NW dies.

Arya x The Hound - I get soooo many dad feels from the Hound tbh and I love it. My guess the Hound makes it. Beric tho??? hmmm Idk about that.

Tormund is fucking insane and I love him

THE BRIENNE KNIGHTING WAS EVERYTHING AND I CANT EVEN LOOK AT THE GIFS WITHOUT SOBBING MAH HEART - also!!! Dunk and Egg reference - Brienne parallel?? And the title of the episode! ugh Summerhall references? BRIENNE DO NOT DIE

Sam gives Jorah Heartsbane - Good. It’s what Jorah deserves. *pushes Sam out of the shot*

Pod singing Jenny’s Song is tearing me apart and making me sob harder I FUCKING LOST IT AND I AM STILL GETTING CHILLS YALL THIS WAS FUN. SEEMS EVERYONE DIES. No, I jest. But I love how they paired up the couples for a tragic love song - Brienne x Jaime, Sam x Gilly, S.ansa x Theon, Arya x Gendry, Missandei x Greyworm, Jon x Dany. I wouldn’t look too much into the song choice tbh, since in Inside the episode they say they knew they wanted a song and they just picked this one and added more verses since it was incomplete. I know this is the second Summerhall reference, but ya know, I personally wouldn’t look too much into it. Edit: I should have never trusted D&D - now go read these amazing posts made by @tomakeitbeautifultolive in which she explains the song and the significance for Jonerys. Also Ramin Djawadi spoke about the song and fed our fandom just today (April 25th).

The War Council or let’s gather around Bran Starkashian so he can spill some tea on the NK

Plan sounds basic imo, not that I had expected much about that, but in Miguel we trust and we know he will absolutely crash this battle in episode 3.

Interesting how the casually dropped that apparently the NK’s goal is to destroy Bran. And the mention of the mark - so now basically Bran is chipped. Cool beans. Sam’s remark about “death is forgetting, being forgotten is very interesting. Memories don’t come from books, your stories aren’t just stories.” - interesting take here. I Sam writing the book about Jonerys? If so I am afraid he has A FUCKING BIAS OMG I AM GETTING HEATED AGAIN. Also my friend @iane-casey was totally annoyed how much screen time Sam got which honestly same dude I am still pissed at you *joins Jon to brood and glare at Sam*

Dany publicly makes a point in that she still needs Tyrion aka he is forgiven so that there is no bad blood between them.

Lmao my friend @zavocado says we should totes just tape Bran to Drogon’s belly and lure the NK away from WF *grabs the duct-tape*

FINALLY A MAP: listen, they are outnumbered as fuuuuck… besides that it is clear that Dany’s forces will get the most hit since they are in the vanguard, Birenne on the left with the Knights of the Vale and some Stark forces, on the right we get the rest of the North, and the Mormonts are inside the gates!

Jon walks on Dany a second time - Dany stops as the room clears out (Qhono and Jorah and Varys behind her), looks expectandly at Jon, he doesn’t look at her (MY BABY BOY HE LOOKS SO ROUGH DID HE EVEN SLEEP?), falters “Your Grace”, and bolts. She falters, her face is all WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING and she clears the room too. More on that at the end.

Gendrya or the OTP you did not know you need and why you fucking need it

First of all, this fandom is so pure. I loooooved all the Gendrya on my dash from episode 1 and then this episode I got flooded and I am here for it bitch. Give me all the feels.

I cannot wait to see Arya with her new weapon!!!

GENDRY IS SO SHOOKETH BY ARYA AND I LOVED THAT SHE TOPPED HIM

I HAVE A SON YOU HAVE A DAUGHTER LET’S JOIN OUR HOUSES

The gendrya - jonerys parallels??? EVERYTHING JUST WOW

Jonerys parentage reveal 2.0 or the reveal Jon also deserved not the travesty he got

I will do a play by play of the scene, but first. Why does Jon avoid Dany? Simple. He is hurting. Since we get the Jaime vs Bran stare down and then we get the Jaime trial, it is safe to assume that happens the morning after Sam blurted the truth to Jon about his mom and dad.

So at Jaime’s fake trial, Jon had what? A few hours at best to process everything - and by that I mean: Dany is his aunt; Ned lied to him his entire life (no matter the reason, Jon has been raised a certain way and to hear the man who was so honourable was capable of the biggest lie in the realm… das huge! so this is shocking his entire moral compass and belief system built upon the education his dad gave him); his dad actually loved his mom and married her so he is no longer a bastard - ya know aka the thing that affected his entire life and the thing he wanted most; his mom died giving birth to him and she managed to think of him in her last moments, enough to make Ned promise her he will take care of her son; the fact that if Robert even caught a whiff of it, he would have been dead. SO that is a LOT LOT.

Which explains why Jon was so out of it when he is asked about Jaime. Also explains why he bolts out of the room without looking at Dany - I think if he had even so much as looked at her he would have broken down. He isn’t ready for it.

Oh the stuff I mentioned he had to come to terms with? On top of all of it we must add the stress of finding a way of telling all of this to Dany in a way that he doesn’t hurt her. Also I bet your ass he thought there was a chance she may not believe him (he himself did not in the beginning)… and a chance she may think he wants the throne since Sam drilled this into his head so now he is afraid of that too.

So when Jon is in the war room he had what? around 12 hours in total since Sam told him? 15? 20? Do you think that’s enough? Because I don’t. But this time he is doing much better. So he is still not looking at Dany, but he addressed her “Your Grace” and leaves - which means he is already in a better place than where he was in the morning, but not quite there yet.

This is good angst. We should rejoice, it will hurt before it gets better.

Moving on. Why didn’t he just directly go to Dany? I honestly don’t think it’s in Jon’s character to seek out comfort. This is a kid who had no one to go to when he would hurt himself. That shit stays with you. You don’t just flip a switch and start seeking out your other half. No, in moments of stress the brain reverts to things it knows bets, to muscle memory and old habits; it uses the energy to overthink itself to death so ain’t nobody got time for that new behaviours shit. At this point jonerys have been together for how long? 3? 4 weeks? That’s not that much. They are used to each other, but not enough to break old habits and past traumas.

Now, the reveal:

Dany stops, silently asking permission before she approaches Jon. Poor bean must be a bit hurt that he avoided her twice, so better make sure he actually wants her company. Jon actually smiles at her, even if it is a sad smile. It kills me how he is just staring at him mom’s statue. KILLS ME. Only then, she approaches him (look at her face, brief relief!). She stops next to him, he turns to her and nods, and only THEN SHE EMBRACES HIS SIDE, HOLDING HIS HANDS, CHIN TO HIS SHOULDER.

“Who is that?”

“Lyanna Stark.” Jon eventually says

Dany looks a bit like oh… shit, again my family yikes… I would say she looks apologetic. “My brother Rhaegar, everyone told me he was decent and kind. He liked to sing. Gave money to poor children. And he raped her” - ok but this is big, because Dany just in S7 recognised her own rape… So no wonder her opinion on Rhaegar is not that good atm.

“He didn’t”

Dany looks shook, but she is still holding onto Jon. Notice how his hand is on hers?

“He loved her.”

She doesn’t interrupt. Jon almost looks like he is feeling brave, so he keeps her hand into his and turns to face her.

“They were married in secret. After Rhaegar fell on the Trident, she had a son. Robert would have murdered the baby if he ever found out and Lyanna knew it.”

Dany is surpised, but so far so good. Jon stares into her eyes.

“So the last thing she did as she bled to death on her birthing bed was give the boy to her brother” – camera on Emilia — oh shit for a split second it starts to show that she is putting two and two together – “Ned Stark” – her eyes widen and she blinks – “to raise as his bastard” – she exhales, breathing accelerates – “My name,” – breathing heavily on her part – “my real name” -- she looks incredulous and nods a smal no – “is Aegon Targaryen” – she blinks, exhales, puls away her hand and turn halfway away from Jon.

She looks away, then at him, he is almost leaning over her but still too far. “That’s impossible.”

Camera on Jonerys

“I wish it were.” (SEE THIS IS WHAT I AM SAYING MY POOR SON)

“Who told you this?”

“Bran. He was it.”

“He SAW it?” She sound clipped, the ARE YOU KIDDING ME tone clipped

“And Samwell confirmed it.”He read about their marriage at the CItadel” – camera on Emilia —”without even knowing what it meant” (OK BUT FUCK OFF SAM GILLY READ THAT) - Dany’s face her, she is clearly restraining herself because this sounds insane.

“A secret no one in the world knew, except your brother and your best friend, doesn’t seem strange to you?” she shakes her head and it breaks my heart how you can see the wheels turning in her head going fuck here we go again, I laid my heart bare and that’s it. Yet another betrayal.

Camera on Kit. He looks at her, takes a step forward “It’s true, Dany.” – camera on Emilia – “I know it is.” (UM HELLO DANY I AM HYPERVENTILATING BITCH)

Dany shakes her head, her face looks full with distrust. Then it goes to despair - her voice shaky “If it were true, it would make you the last male heir of the House Targaryen.” – camera on Kit HE FUCKING FROWNS LIKE WHAT – camera on Emilia – “You’d have a claim to the Iron Throne” – camera on Kit and his face goes again WHA—

THEN THE FUCKING HORN SOUNDS. Jon turns his head towards the door, but Dany keeps staring at him and she looks heartbroken.

They go out and it’s all business. He nods to her and she leaves. Interesting though - she comes out first. Jon turned back towards the sound so if they were just running out he should have come out first. Either he remembered to be courteous or there is another small exchange we didn’t get to see. Or maybe I am reading way into things and it was a lame ass decision hahah.

Ok so the reveal to Dany - you better fucking take notes Sam cuz this is how you do a reveal: being calm, level headed, explaining to the person as much as you can, answering questions.

On Dany’s reaction: my friend @oadara said it so so well in this post here. So, building on that, we need to put her reaction in context, just like I did with Jon’s cold shoulder. Dany’s discussion with S.asnsa is fresh in her mind, not just the part about who is manipulating whom, and that must drive her nuts now, but also the part in which S.asnsa did a 180 on her just when she thought she was making progress, so feeling like she was being manipulated. One of course must start asking questions. Has Jon just found out? Has he always known? Did he seduce her to take her armies and her dragons her her throne?? Moreover, Dany specifically tells S.ansa that her only goal in life has been the Iron Throne. Imagine that - having one goal in life, and suddenly someone comes in and can just rip it all away from you, poof just like that, they just need to say the word. Moreover, males have preference… and so many would rather follow a male than a female. And that’s a fact.

Moreover… she still thinks herself barren…

Like I am not saying Dany suddenly hates Jon or will cast him away (ok maybe she will initially I have a prediction/theory I will explain in a different post). I am saying… JUST GIVE DANY TIME. She just found out and now she gotta go save everyone’s ass. Let the girl breathe.

I was asking myself but why would Jon tell her now? If he himself wishes she had never known? I think it may be a very Ned Stark thing - he genuinely thinks he will fall, and he wanted to tell her the truth, because Rhaegar Targaryen may be his dad but Ned Stark is his daddy.

What do you think? As always, dms and asks are open!

Will make a preview post and another about my jonerys theory.

All in all, this episode was incredible and I loved it. I am so not ready for the fight fuuuuuuuuuuuu-

#got spoilers #got spoilers 8x02 #got 8x02 summary #jonerys #jonerys meta #r+l=j #got meta #game of thrones #my analysis

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Merlin 3x08 “The Eye of the Phoenix” Highlights:

You know that when the episode starts with shirtless Arthur, you’re in for a good time

Oh look, his boyfriend and girlfriend are spying on him

Merlin: “He has to decide upon a quest.” – Gwen: “Crouching on his knees all night is going to help?” (Oh, Gwen, you have no idea how much thinking he does on his knees if the fanfiction is to be believed)

Uther low-key being like “Are you suuuuure you don’t want to pick something easier, kid?” and Arthur being like “No. This fits my ‘I have no regard for my own safety’ aesthetic.”

Merlin is a nervous eater and Gaius seems to take great joy in pointing it out every time it happens

Merlin with hiccups is adorable. Arthur being super annoyed at the hiccups is even more adorable

Morgause, the master of disguise and all kinds of shady shit, looking somehow like both the before and after pictures from an anti-wrinkle cream advert

I feel like I say this most episodes, but Katie McGrath and Angel Coulbey are honestly some of the most beautiful women in the world and we are blessed to have so much of them in this show

Arthur’s bracelet setting off Merlin’s magical heebie-jeebies and his misgivings doubling when he hears that it was Morgana that gave it to him

The further breakdown of Gwen and Morgana’s relationship is so tragic. Gwen looks so hurt when Morgana yells at her to get out

Merlin’s first instinct when he hears that he needs to have help on his quest is to find Gwaine and honestly? Valid

Gwaine’s smile when he sees Merlin and the way he tries to play it off casually like he isn’t thrilled that Merlin came looking for him specially

(Y’all, Gwaine is in love with Merlin and you can’t convince me otherwise)

The whole sequence where the two of them run away from the guys chasing Gwaine is just delightful

Gwaine’s hair, man. Just Gwaine’s hair

Ughghgh Gwaine is just so bouncy and joyful every time he gets to hang out with Merlin and I love it

WARWICK DAVIS

The whole courage/strength/magic is a great way to classify your OT3s. I hope it catches on

LISTEN, not to be Merwaine on main, but holy shit is there a lot of flirty banter between the two of them this episode

Morgana being the absolute worst kind of Manipulative bitch playing with Gwen’s emotions like that

GWEN SEEING MORGANA DOING MAGIC FOR THE FIRST TIME

This eye of the phoenix thing is properly terrifying

Gwaine gesturing that he’ll go scout ahead, and that Merlin should stay put. Merlin immediately walking off

Merlin: “Why do you want to do this?” – Gwaine: “Same reason as you. Help a friend.” – Merlin: “Oh. Arthur’s lucky to have us.” – Gwaine: (with a small smile) “Not Arthur.” (THEN A NICE LONG BIT OF SILENT EYE CONTACT) – Merlin: “I’d do the same for you.” – Gwaine: “Yeah, I hope so. You’re the only friend I’ve got.” – Merlin: (teasing) “I’m not surprised.”

Listen y’all, their relationship is so sweet and pure. I love them so much.

Arthur all floppy and weakened by the phoenix eye bracelet is literally just me trying to get up in the morning

Was Eoin Macken contractually obligated to have the top of his shirt undone and his hair blowing in the breeze most scenes? Because if so that was a good decision by the show runners

Gwaine being all like “they’re creatures of magic so be careful” to Merlin about the wyverns even though Merlin’s kind of their dad now

The wyverns reacting to Merlin’s scolding the exact way my dog does when I tell him off

Arthur rolling his eyes when he realises Merlin brought Gwaine and Gwaine grimacing like he’s wondering why they’re even bothering to help Arthur in the first place

Both of Merlin’s boyfriends being very concerned when they get separated from him

The “princess” that launched a thousand fanfic interactions between Gwaine and Arthur

I will never stop being salty about how the Avalon lake water was used later in the series, but I’ll rant about that when I get there

This whole scene between Merlin and the Fisher King is really wonderful and the acting is amazing

Arthur’s unceremonious roly-poly into the room

AAAAH GWAINE’S LITTLE HUG BECAUSE HE’S RELIEVED TO SEE THAT MERLIN IS ALRIGHT AFTER BEING SEPARATED FROM THEM

HE PROBABLY SEES THAT MERLIN IS KIND OF EMOTIONAL AFTER HIS ENCOUNTER WITH THE FISHER KING AND MISTAKES IT FOR HIM BEING EMOTIONAL ABOUT BEING ON HIS OWN

Gwaine just… loves Merlin so much, y’all

Gwaine watching Merlin ride into Camelot with Arthur and just looking so sad

Merlin’s excitable non-stop discussing of the quest because he’s in such a good mood because Gwaine

The fear and murder in Morgana’s eyes when she sees Arthur return safe and sound

< 3x07 | 3x09 >

#bbc merlin #merlin rewatch #merlin highlights #merlin 3x08 #the eye of the phoenix #it's been a while since I posted one of these #but I was in the mood to watch merlin again #so yay

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More Late Comment Replies

Hey people. I just watched Endgame, and since Thanos memes always remind me of my story because they kept coming up in the comments for some reason, I’ve decided to come back and reply to some more late comments. Here goes.

HorsemanOTA: “looks like you finished this earlier this year but i wish i would have come by it sooner, spent the past almost week binge reading this story and have loved every minute of it, i cant say im not disappointed that all three of them didn't end up in a poli-relationship, i was hoping it would have ended like that. The crutch thing i can understand but i feel like they had bonded way too much for it to end way, it hurt me that that was the out for her to be like i gotta squash it and let it be a pair instead of a trio. Got so invested in your version of Lucy lol. regardless i loved just about all of this fic so thank you for the read, hope this review reaches you well. Later Daze”

Thanks! Glad you enjoyed it! I’m a little let down that I couldn’t have all three of them get together in the end, too. But I couldn’t just snap my fingers and make everything turn out alright in the end. I wanted to stay true to the story I was writing and it just didn’t fit for that to happen at that point.

J Master 87: “Holy shit. That was down right amazing. I absolutely loved this story, the interactions, the twists and turns. It was everything I could have asked for in a Ben 10 fic. Thank you for that”

You’re welcome! I only had a few real ‘twists’ I’d say, but I’m glad I managed to pull them off well enough for some people to enjoy.

Guest: “Lurking in the shadows huh? Batman, is that you? For being the world’s greatest detective you sure gave your identity away pretty easily”

CrimsonBolt1: “This is enjoyable so far. Reminds me of Little Moments in feel. Nice to see them finally starting to be open and honest with each other. I like your Lucy. Much better inclusion than a random OC.”

I didn’t want to make any OCs major characters in the story. Lucy ended up being a good fit for the role I needed. Also, for anyone who hasn’t seen, shadows59 just started a reboot of Little Moments, so go and check that out.

yuyuyre: “Why, this is my first ben10 fanfic and I'm glad. It's beautiful, truely. Thank you for writing this wonderful story.”

Thanks! There are lots more great Ben 10 fanfics out there if you’re interested, so I hope you find some others that you enjoy, too!

Hassan Elgarni1: “Nothing to do, so I re-read. Sigh. And shit, no more good fanfictions for ben10, plus the fandom seems like it's diying. What to do? We're lost without some drama in our life. No! I mean some dramatic stories to read about, and this one seems to always fit.”

Not to plug for it too much, but there’s that Little Moments reboot now...

Guest: “Can we get that Lucy ending or that afterstory as a Christmas present? We got a snow map in PubG, Fortnite season 7, MCU trailers with Avengers: Endgame, Blackout from CoD, GOTY awards, it’s such a shame RDR2 didn’t bag the prize but can’t really say God of War didn’t deserve it so an update would be the icing on the cake, unless you’re pre occupied with unwrapping presents. Also, can we have a Ben 10 battle royale mode too? Thanks”

Sorry I couldn’t get that Ben 10 battle royale out in time for Christmas. Also, I’m not working on a continuation for this story right now. I’m too busy trying to find time to work on my Legend of Zelda story.

Guest: “Me when gojaimas updates: Ayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayaya”

Guest: “According to the Bible we're all related, so we all share blood so it being forbade by Christianity makes no sense, also great story thanks for making my day less boring”

I don’t really get how I’m still getting comments about this one particular line in that chapter. I never said anything about what should or should not be forbade by Christianity. Lucy was simply trying to figure out Gwen’s reasons for being against incest, and she considered religious beliefs to be a possibility since, regardless of whether or not you think it makes sense, there are Christians out there who are against incest for religious reasons. Neither me, nor Lucy, nor Gwen said that should be the case. I hope that’s clear by now. Anyway, I’m glad I made your day less boring.

dippytrippy122: “Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant. Simply put this was the best romance-based fanfic I have ever read that wasn't just a humorous jab at the genre. You did so with a pairing I disliked due to its incestuous nature and actually made me enjoy it greatly. You also made sure that the ending wasn't perfect and I respect you immensely for that. Thank you for this wonderful story. :)”

Thanks! It’s always great to hear from people who enjoyed the story despite not liking the pairing. I think that means I did an okay job with recognizing the weirdness of it and not shying away from that.

xSean: “THATS WHERE YOU END IT?! Can't deny I'm a little annoyed with that but this fic was still great over all. The character development and interactions were absolutely superb. Wish there was more clueless, fluffy interactions but I guess they gotta grow up and realise what is happening at some point. Again great fic over all, one of the best I have read in a long time. Only the 2nd Ben 10 fic I've read too!”

Thank you! I’m sorry I couldn’t keep it going for another year or two, but I had to let it end before I ruined it, haha. The clueless, fluffy interactions were always a lot of fun, though. I loved that part of their relationship.

Samian: “Read through it in 2 days and some how I'm sad about that, the pace of your story should have made me slow down and push the ending further away. This was exactly the kind of development in their characters that I was looking for with in the Bwen fics. Beautifully done, really good job. That being said though there were some downsides, over the course of the story you took what made ben 10 what it is out of the story, which was a bit sad in my eyes. I do have to admit that you made it work though and I wouldn't change any of it. The ending is a bit of a letdown in the sense that there is a strong sense of anticipation of where it would have gone too. But again you some how made it work. You really did an incredible job.”

Thank you. I’m sorry to everyone who read this story expecting more alien fighting action, but even from my minimalistic description, “A story about how Ben and Gwen's relationship evolves over the next four years following their summer trip,” I think I made it clear that that simply wasn’t what the story was about. I’m happy you managed to enjoy it anyway!

Slayer of The Abyss: “I really liked how you gave the characters depth and Sense of being real people, the only thing that bothers me is how the thought process of different senteint species could be almost exactly the same, which isnt really your fault. But anyway i am looking forawrd to any potential fic you may write in the future”

Yeah, not much I could’ve done about that. If Lucy was too alien, she wouldn’t really have acted the way she did in the episode she appeared in.

MosquitoesLoveMe: “This story is adorable and you're a wizard at writing to make this happen! The fluff I've read till now has been heartwarming, I demand more fluff for the fluff gods!”

I, too, worship the fluff gods.

MosquitoesLoveMe: “Oh Lucy, you're about as subtle as a brick. Which says something about Ben and Gwen I suppose...“

Ben and Gwen: *oblivious to their love* Lucy:

MosquitoesLoveMe: “I am not sure how I feel about this. The lead up, the talk, and the execution was perfect mind you, and Ben's reaction is to be expected from how he's been portrayed. Maybe it's because we've seen Gwen struggle with her feelings and come to terms with them but we haven't had quite as many chapters from Ben's perspective. But because of that it kind of felt off. I didn't expect both of them to have sorted this out at the same time, but it doesn't even seem like Ben entertained that thought, leading to a blank face when confronted. Somehow I didn't expect that, or rather I expected more than that. Either way considering I'm reading this months after it's been completed, I shall have faith that you'll tie it up well, after all I haven't been disappointed thus far!”

It’s been a while, but I think around this point in the story, I was doing a lot less from Ben’s POV because I wanted the reader to be unsure about how Ben would react as much as Gwen was. As for whether or not Ben has entertained the idea, I’ve shown in the past that every time anything even close to resembling the idea pops into his head, he finds some way to dismiss it and bury it deeper because to him, his cousin was completely off-limits. It took Gwen confronting him with the idea directly to finally get him to truly consider it.

MosquitoesLoveMe: “It was a wonderful journey, thanks for writing this story! It was a pretty realistic end to the story and finished on a hopeful note, that leaves me wishing there was a sequel that goes into how Ben and Gwen handle the trials of their relationship and the adults finding out. That also made me really wish for a chapter from the perspective of Ben and Gwen's parents. Keeping with the trend of maintaining a realistic tone, it's hard to believe they did not at least suspect something was up, especially Natalie. It makes me really curious as to what went on in their heads during the last few chapters. Either way, whether or not you get back to this at a future date, I'm happy you wrote this story and glad I got to read it, cheers mate!”

Natalie was definitely getting suspicious. If I ever do continue the story, I probably will go more into what their parents are thinking. But that’ll be on the backburner for now. Thank you so much for reading my story! I’m happy you enjoyed it!

Well, that wasn’t all the comments, but that’s all I have time for right now. I’ll get to the rest eventually. Thanks again for everything! My fans are truly a joy to hear from.

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4, 9, 13, 25, 30 for the DnD ask. :D

4. Your current campaign.

Oh man. Well, obviously I can’t say everything since all of my players are following me, but… :D The campaign started in a hospital where everyone woke one morning, their memory of the previous day rather hazy. After finding out that whatever afflicition they were suffering from was supposed to be treated by a bunch of asshole priests conducting weird rituals and keeping them locked in, the group decided to escape the hospital. Now they’re on their way to find out what exactly this strange malady is, how they got it and how they can get rid of it.

It’s my first “proper” DnD campaign, so I decided not to experiment and rather keep the setting pretty boring, using the races/languages/classes/monsters etc from the official 5e materials. Next time I’d like to come up with something weirder, but this campaign is great fun as well! My players have come up with such cool characters and, as it always it with DnD, they like surprising me and making me panic internally like “holy shit okay, i was not prepared for this crap”. Really though, my players are great and I enjoy creating storylines and NPCs a lot, so. Yeah.

9. Your favorite thing about D&D.

DnD has some rules, yes, but other than that you can do pretty much ANYTHING and be ANYONE. It’s not like with video games where you have a few set options that you need to choose from, here you just… have a bunch of nerds who together create a new fucking world and every session is unique and you can never expect what happens next. My favourite part is creating and playing characters and seeing them interact with your friends’ characters. Honestly though, it’s just hard to describe what exactly it is that makes DnD so special, you gotta try it yourself to understand what all the fuss is about. It’s the perfect game for every nerd with a penchant for storytelling.

13. Introduce your current party.

There’s Rony, the pretty half-elf bard who was supposed to be a giant slut, but always rolled nat ones on his seductions, so… Now instead of being a big player, he’s sporting a crush on the dumb trash wizard. Rony can be a bit of a sarcastic fuck at times, but, well, he’s cute and gay and likes kittens and we like him.

Then there’s Rosa. She’s beauty, she’s grace, she’ll punch you in the face. Seriously, she’ll fuck you up. She’s a tiefling rogue who is slow to trust people but quick to cut off their purses. Also she’s gay.

Pip is a human Good girl and a ranger whose home is the forest, but she’s afraid of the dark. She is badass and soft at the same time and also very gay. We describe her look as a “lesbian Aragorn”.

Gwen is a dwarven lady with the biggest family tree ever and a great ginger beard. She kinda accidentally became a druid because she was drunk and that’s pretty much all you need to know about her. She can turn from vodka aunt to mum friend to dad friend to spider!Gwen within five minutes. Cool, right?

Seth is… who the hell is Seth? We just don’t know. He barely talks. Apparently he has a wife and kids somewhere. His socks never match. He wears a baroque collar. He makes a living by selling porn books. We think he kinda looks like a long-haired Nicolas Cage. Sometimes he randomly turns into a llama. Don’t question it.

Then there’s my two main NPCs, Elora and Valrian. Elora is a tiefling cleric who is very sweet, caring, selfless, likes everyone and finds everything exciting (basically she’s all the things I am not lol). She wouldn’t hurt a fly, unless she really had to. And then she’d be very sad about it for the rest of the day. In the nights, though, she becomes a different person. Literally.

Valrian was fucking supposed to die during session one, but then he didn’t and here he is?? He’s basically an optimistic nihilist who never loses his chill and isn’t bothered by pretty much anything. He’s reckless and gets himself into trouble a lot. He likes to act stupid although he is actually very smart. His familiar is a cute lil magpie called Juliet.

25. What have your players done that you never could have planned for?

All of it. What usually messes with my plans is that they tend to spend forever on sidequests I expected to be short and then they swiftly glide through something I’d consider pretty difficult. Other than that, well, Rosa randomly stole a kitten, Rony probably created the first official contract the town of Erienna has ever seen. Oh and of course, what confused and amused me a lot was how nasty they were all to Val during the first session, although he was just trying to help. Then there’s the fact it took them like five sessions to notice that hey, one of our party members turns into someone else at night.

Then there’s also one thing that surprised me, but I don’t want the others to know that it surprised me, so. That’s it for now :) :)

30. Are your players diplomatic or murder hobos?

I mean they’re dumbasses, but I think usually they’re more or less diplomatic… If we don’t count that one time they nearly murdered two poor goblin passersby after falsely accusing them of stealing their money :D

Thanks for the questions, mate!

#chickenwithatophat #ask

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anxiousdepressedintrovert · 6 years

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Otome Fridays

Also known as “The day I die”

We’ve got the finale of Blood Bound

The season finales of Duke and Antonio (the latter of which I will decide to continue or not)\

The beginning of August’s route

The continuation of VoS and TRR

It’s gonna be a long Friday

With the end of BloodBound, I’m down to two books with PB. I need more.

Duke Route

-I’m ready for some angst

-Duke’s parents are alive!

-How many years was he without them?

-A lot?

-Duke is the softest.

-I’m so glad everyone’s on board with the rescue.

-Renzei cares, in his own “I’ll kill whomever it was” type of way.

-I also want to see him knife Miguel. Like really bad

-Zeke’s code name is Cobra.

-I’m getting G I Joe flashbacks

-And we’re just leaving?!

-Duke background time!!!

-I’m gonna fight Duke’s Aunt and Uncle.

-Team bonding! With food!

-I have to tease Duke. It’s the law

-Oh shit. The board of directors is getting involved

-Awww Zeke wants Duke to stay leader

-I love that LSV lets us be the hypewomen our LIs deserve

-The teaming beating up the guards is life

-Whelp. They wiped his parents memories.

-I was hoping we would get to see them. But no such luck.

Antonio Route (The deciding episodes)

-Ziva’s in shock

-Ends up cuddled in Antonio’s jacket

-UGH Mac! Always so dependable!

-I love you

-No Diego left!

-JD being adorable as usual

-Why would you look for Grace in the states?

-She’s in Spain...

-MOTHMAN!!!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!

-Victor being...civil

-Ziva this is not the time for sass

-I seriously don’t like the Gwen/Grace pairing. It’s so fucking forced

-Damn Antonio when you said we were done you meant it.

-GIVE ME ANSWERS ANTONIO!

-EW Frankenstein Monsters!!!!

-Well we got kidnapped. Again

-Oh hell no!!

-There will be no blood sacrifices on my watch

-Yay we get saved but Igor is still out there

-Gross

-Antonio has a budget.

-He seems like the type to just spend

-So that’s surprising

-I still wanna see Antonio blush

-OH MY GOD!

-WISH GRANTED!!!

-His blush is worse than Diego’s!!!!

-Holy shit!!!

-In the end, I don’t really know what to think about Antonio’s route.

-We ended on Antonio drinking Ziva’s blood. IDK man.

August Route

-He’s back!!!

-Updated at 9:23 AM

-I’m gonna need a full shot of August in his Chicago clothes...for science

-Sigyn’s ideal afterlife would have a couch. Honestly? Same

-Ha! WQ’s curse only works in the other “still unnamed” world

-Awwwwww August was worried

-AHHHHH SURPRISE VANESSA!!!! I SCREAMED!!!!

-I’m so happy right now

-OMG they gave her the tag “definitely a weeb”

-That was amazing

-Sophie is living in Sigyn’s apartment

-August just realizes that the talking sword is gone

-Shopping time!

-Yay! Full body shot.

-Yum

-August gets a modeling offer!!!!

-I forgot how cute them being in the other world is.

-Awww August is such a big brother

-Wanting to take ice cream back for his sisters

-Of course August wants to watch the show about horses

-I can’t say no to that eager face

-August is such a bookworm and it warms my soul

-Ugh CG is so cute. And a recap of the 1CG we got in season 2(?)

-No August! You can’t leave your family!! Or the war

-UGH You sweet man

Blood Bound

-Final one! Let’s go!!!

-BB MC is a badass

-Adrian nominating Jax as a Clan leader! Please!

-Mc: “Baron, sit your punk ass down” YAS! Queen!

-Final piece of the tapestry.

-They made a coup against Gaius.

-They put him in the Onyx Tomb

-I bet that’s what the Baron is gonna do.

-Release him

-Now we’re relaxing in Adrian’s office.

-Though I think Jax needs to get to marking his people

-Kamilah is queen. “My thoughts are worth much more than (a penny) but I’ll give you a discount”

-Last chance to spend time with Jax in book 1.

-Hopefully I can spend time with Kamilah too

-SO, sex time with Jax.

-But why is the sword still on?

-UUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

-WHY DON’T WE KNOW WHAT CHELSEA IS?

-WHY!!!!!!

-Oh I get a bonus scene

-Jameson attacked lily?!!!!!!

-Holy fuck!!!

-DAMNIT!

-Finding the fragments was part of the plan?!

-Jameson knows that Chelsea is!!!

-TELL ME!!!!!!

-She has psychic powers

-EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

-WHAT THE EVERLOVING FUCK HAPPENED TO GAIUS?!!!

-EWWWWWWW

-WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!

The Royal Romance

-I wanna get kidnapped!

-”Traitor is in your midst?” He’s right in front of us

-Dude. WTF.

-I knew Olivia’s aunt was crazy but my god

-We caught the crazy aunt. Justin got away. Of course

-FINALLY going to Valtoria

-CHANCE!! My baby!

-BITCH! The duchy is beautiful!!

-That castle though

-I don’t trust Gladys

-NVM. I got her to sing songs about Riley. SO she passes

-Someone is going to call Riley Red Leader. And so it’s gonna be Gladys.

-RILEY HAS A FUCKING THRONE!!!!

-YAS!!!!!

-Oh my god. PB did not disappoint with this duchy

-17 guest rooms!

-I’m in love with this master suite

-HOLY FUCK! THAT BALCONY VIEW?!

-YES!!!

-WE HAVE A PET HAWK!!!!

-Tiberius likes Riley but not Liam. Lol

-Return of the PHOENIX!!!

-YES. ABSOLUTELY

-PB is making my inner designer so happy

-And my inner nature enthusist

-Ugh. The duchy is beautiful

-Liam is such a sweetie

-Prime couple bonding right there

-Oh Hana’s parents are coming to the lantern festival

-We get to see Hana’s mom!

-At least she was trying to extend an olive branch

-I wanted to get kidnapped.

Veil of Secrets

-Time to find a body!

-Title “Into the Woods” Cue musical flashbacks

-Agent Kim is getting on my last nerve

-The man barely talks but holy shit

-Flynn tries to go in guns blazing

-Raven talks him down

-Flynn suggests a career in hostage negotiation

-Leave Duffy alone!

-Ah my goddess Naomi

-Ew. Walsh is running for Sheriff? No thank you

-Why are they making me choose who sits next to Raven? Why isn’t there a “Share the backseat” option?!

-I chose Naomi cause I just spent an entire chapter with Flynn.

-Flynn and Naomi talk themselves into and out of an argument.

-Nice

-Oh shit!

-Someone tailgating behind us

-It’s a Dusk Avalon tailgating

-Because of course

-Oops I crashed the car

-The car totalled but everyone’s ok.

-Mostly. Flynn’s banged up

-Poor baby

-He wants to help but he can’t

-Bonus though we get to spend time with Naomi without paying for it

-I just wish it was more casual

-But we do get some background

-Oh good.

-Another rundown cabin

-This time with the attempted murderer/possible murderer and kidnappers car outside

-Ugh it’s so creepy

-But there’s a clue down there

-So, we’re going into the creepy possible sex dungeon basement

-Someone’s stalking the sterlings

-Ew they took pictures of Scarlett and Tanner having sex

-Some’s got genealogy reports

-BRYCE ISN’T PEIRCE’S SON!!!!!

-Shipping reports.

-Interested in crates from Eastern Europe

-Sterlings are smuggling

-OH FUCK NO!!!

-WE FOUND KATE!!!

-That was fast

-Oh I’ve got chills.

#lovestruck voltage #Duke Route #August Route #Antonio Route #Veil of Secrets #The Royal Romance

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forestwater87 · 7 years

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Hi!! I just wanted to say that I have binged all the Gwenvid Week stuff you've written, and I love all of it (even though you don't seem to like them so much, from what you say in your tags). They're wonderful, I hope you continue to write; and, if you don't mind, have you posted more fics elsewhere? Keep up the great work!!

Just kill me. Just fucking murder me all of you sweet, wonderful people. Just kill me dead with your nice things to say.

Normally I tend to answer user compliments privately, just so I feel less like the insane egomaniac that I am, but this ask happens to fuel my desperate need to plug everything I’ve ever written. So first off, Our lady Muffin, thank you! This comment made me smile so wide.

But also! I have written more. Lots more. Lots and lots more Gwenvid shit. I am actually the Queen of Gwenvid Trash Mountain, and I have built a mountain out of Gwenvid trash.

Like, I’m not kidding. We’re talking 10 stories and over 137,000 words of Gwenvid shit. Holy shit what the fuck have I been doing with the past year? Why am I not even a little bit ashamed of this?

In addition to all of my Gwenvid week stuff – which is almost over, holy smokes! I’ll both miss it and enjoy actually getting to sleep before 4 am – we have:

The Adventures of Tigger and Eeyore: 14 chapters of friends-to-lovers fluff. Actually, 13 chapters of friends-to-lovers fluff and then 1 chapter of shameless smut, but close enough for government work. (Sidenote: This title is one of my favorite things I’ve ever come up with and words cannot express how much I love it.) Complete

Tigger & Eeyore: Camp Campbell and Beyond: The sequel! Sequels are never as good as the original, are they? Currently in-progress, so … try not to want to die at where it currently ends, because it’s … feelings.

Whatever You Say, Boss: I have a whole collection of Gwenvid AUs, most of them incomplete and some of them even good! This is one of the good ones, I think; it’s a crime AU that … definitely resembles the Fake AH Crew universe. Try not to notice that. In-Progress

Destiny’s Kinda Overrated: Another AU, in which I apparently misunderstand that soulmate tattoo AUs are supposed to not be endless misery and angst. Awkward. Minor Jaspid in there as well as Gwenvid, because Jaspid is pure and beautiful. In-Progress

Maybe a Little Bit Personal: @doritofalls made a gorgeous Serial Killer David AU and I just … vomited Gwenvid all over it. May include a third chapter now that the show’s given us an actual for-realsies serial killer, but at the moment this one’s complete.

Nature Family: The only one that isn’t technically Gwenvid, but about David adopting Nikki because that’s the cutest goddamn idea in the world (© @ciphernetics). Complete

Like this place wasn’t enough of a zoo?: The Hybrid AU nobody asked for. David is a kitty and Gwen is a bighorn sheep and there’s a lot more blood than any of us anticipated. In-Progress

Worth Saying: Drabbles! Lots and lots of Gwenvid drabbles with excellent prompts. In-Progress

23 Days: Bonvid drabbles with some minor Gwenvid, because I think Bonvid deserves so much more attention than it gets. It’s cute as hell, okay? In-Progress

Together: Cowritten with @hopefullypessimistic84, this is where I took her Jaspid-adopts-Max adorableness and she took my Gwenvid and we smushed them together to create the OT3 that we’re desperately trying to make happen. Complete

Holy … wow, I’ve written a lot. It’s so intense-looking all smushed together like that, huh? I’ll be uploading my Gwenvid week posts to AO3 at some point, but that probably won’t happen until I get some free time in between my applying for jobs and crying. Also, depending on the response to this ask, there might be Gwenvid smut. A series filled with lots and lots of Gwenvid smut written by either @ciphernetics or I. (And if I have any say in what it’s called, it will carry over the current title, The Pornkedex, because that is the second best thing I’ve ever come up with.)

Anyway, thank you for being so wonderful and kind, and I’m sorry to smack you in the face with a wall of text.

#ask forest #gwenvid #shameless self-promotion #sorry about it #it's a handy masterlist #but wow #that's a lot of words #forestwriting

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hopefulqueer · 7 years

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Future, Meet Past

Day One fic for the Empty Child/Doctor Dances anniversary celebration! By Clare Hope, aka Admin Ianto at We-Are-Torchwood

“Ughhhhhh.”

That sounded like Owen. Why was Owen groaning? Wasn't it night? Night was usually when Gwen was asleep.

“Owen? Gwen? Are you there?”

And that was Ianto. What was going on? Gwen sat up and rubbed her eyes.

“Gwen, you're awake. Look, we're in this room. I can't find any doors or weaknesses in the walls,” Ianto said. The only light was coming from a small torch that he was carrying. “You and Owen have been out for about 20 minutes.”

“Where are we? How did we get here?” Gwen groaned.

“Well, we were investigating Rift activity, so I'm guessing the Rift brought us here.” Ianto tapped the wall. “It seems to be some sort of high-strength metal alloy.”

Gwen crawled over to Owen and shook him roughly. “Wake up. We're trapped.”

“Great. You know, I think I'm gonna stay asleep,” he mumbled.

“What's that noise?” Ianto said suddenly.

Gwen knew that noise. So did Ianto, though he would prefer not to remember it. It was the whirring, wheezing sound of one space-time ship that had once whisked Jack away from them for three months. Their best guess as to the occupant of the ship was whoever Jack's “doctor” that he kept referring to was, but they didn't know for sure.

“What the hell is going on?” Owen snapped.

There was a thud, and another, higher pitched whirring. Part of the wall swung inwards, almost hitting Ianto in the face. “Hey!” he cried.

“Oh, sorry, mate!” A young blonde woman rushed into the room along with a flood of bright light. “Is anyone hurt? What're you all doing in here?”

Gwen stared. She exchanged a look with Ianto. “You're the doctor?” she asked incredulously.

The blonde woman blinked. “What? No, I'm Rose. Rose Tyler.”

Ianto flinched.

“The Doctor is just outside dealing with something,” she continued. “Do you want him?”

“Hey, Rose, what'd you find in there?” called a merry, eerily familiar voice.

Gwen gasped. “Ja--” Ianto had leapt over and put his hand over her mouth. She made a muffled sound of irritation.

“Hello, Rose,” Ianto said quickly. “Listen to me, okay? I'm Ianto Jones. This is Gwen Cooper and Owen Harper, and we're from Jack Harkness’s future, so you cannot tell him that we're here. Or let him see us.”

Rose hesitated, then nodded. “Not much, Jack,” she called back. “Go help the Doctor, okay? I got this.”

“If ya say so.” Jack sounded so much younger than how Gwen knew him as he walked away, whistling.

Rose turned back to Gwen and Ianto. “Whatcha mean, you know him in the future? Who are you?”

“Umm…” Ianto bit his lip.

Gwen took over. “We work with him, defending the world from alien threats.”

“How did you get here? This is a moon from galaxy 52BHGAJ, 3 billion years before the Earth formed. And you look human.” Rose paused. “You are human, right?”

“Biologically, for the most part,” muttered Owen from the ground. “Not that Ianto doesn't often have some alien in him--”

“Shut up, Owen,” Ianto snapped. “Rose, we're from Cardiff, 2007. Can we get a ride back there? It would be a long time to wait.”

“You’ll have to ask the Doctor. If you want, I’ll make sure Jack is busy and doesn’t see you.” She offered her hand to Owen to help him up, but he glared at her and stood up by himself.

“Don’t feel bad. He’s like that to everyone,” Ianto told her. “Thank you, by the way. Jack’s told me a lot about you. Not on purpose, usually in his sleep, but still.”

Rose tilted her head. “In his sleep? Oh! Are you two…”

Ianto turned red. “Um...yeah...Sorry, were you…”

“No, no, not at all,” Rose laughed. “Yeah, no, he tried, but...Well, actually, I’m pretty sure that was just part of his con artist thing.”

“Con artist what now?” Gwen demanded.

“Best not ask,” Rose said quickly. “Come on, then. I’ll introduce you to the Doctor.”

Suddenly, Jack’s voice came again from outside the box. “Hey, Rose! How long is it gonna take you in there?”

“Give us a minute, Jack! Do me a favor, go make some tea in kitchen the TARDIS, stay there until I tell you to come out, and don’t ask any questions.”

“Weird request, but okee-dokee. Are you going to tell me what you found in that old prison?”

“This is a prison?” Gwen asked.

“Is someone else in there?” Jack called. “Rose, are you sure you’re okay?”

Rose sighed. “I’m fine. And like I said, don’t ask questions!”

“Fine, fine, okay,” Jack grumbled. His footsteps started trailing away. “I’ll go make your tea. You Brits and your tea. What’s up with that? When I was in the Time Agency, I visited planets with tea fifty times better than in England.”

“Oi, don’t be rude to England’s tea!” cried a new voice. “Although the alchoholic tea of Fazhaliationaria 32 is said to be wonderful.”

“Yes, it is, Doctor, yes, it is.” A creaky door opened and then closed.

“Doctor, get in here!” Rose called.

A tall man in a leather jacket, short hair, and with a face whose disproportionate ears and nose somehow made him look endearing and friendly rather than odd poked his head in the door behind Rose. “Oh, hello! Who’s this? Made some new friends?”

“Yeah, these are Ianto, Gwen, and...um…” Rose looked helplessly at Owen.

“Dr. Owen Harper,” Owen informed. “Not pleased to meet you.”

“That’s alright! I’m sure I wouldn’t be pleased to meet me, either.” The tall man, who Gwen assumed was the Doctor, held his hand out to Ianto, shook his hand, and then Gwen’s. “Lovely. And who are you?”

“We're...Jack's friends from his future,” Gwen said.

“Oh, fantastic!” exclaimed the Doctor. “I'll be sure not to let him know. Where and when are you from?”

“Cardiff, 2007,” Gwen said.

“I can get you back there, no problem. Been looking for a reason to make it back to Cardiff so the TARDIS can refuel with the Rift energy there. Oh, is that how you got here? The Rift?” the Doctor asked.

“We think so, yeah,” Gwen replied.

“Well, follow me,” the Doctor said. He strode off.

“Come on then! You'll love the TARDIS. She's amazing. I will warn you...oh, you'll see,” Rose said.

“That is a 1950s London Police Box,” Owen said flatly.

“Come on in,” Rose invited.

“We won't all fit,” Gwen pointed out.

“Just...go in,” repeated Rose.

Owen shrugged. “Oh, what the hell.” He tried to open the door.

“You have to push,” Rose told him gently.

“It says Pull to Open.”

“I know.”

“Well, alright.” Owen pushed on the door and stepped inside. There was a pause. “Holy shit!” he shouted. He stumbled out, looking dazed. “It’s...it's…”

Gwen couldn't take the suspense and pushed her way past Owen. She too, almost screamed. “It's bigger on the inside,” she breathed.

Rose was beaming. “Oh, I've always wanted to be the one to make someone say it!”

Ianto raised his eyebrows at Owen and Gwen. “I could have told you that,” he remarked, and stepped inside. “Although it is even more beautiful than Jack described,” he added with awe in his voice.

“Good,” the Doctor told him from at the console as the rest of the Torchwood team stepped inside. “If he could do her justice with words, I wouldn't have done my job designing her interior.” The lights dimmed. “Alright, fine. You designed you! Shut up.” The lights came back up. “And I love you, too, dear.”

Gwen and Owen exchanged a confused and slightly disgusted look.

“He does that,” whispered Rose.

Ianto was examining the center console curiously. The Doctor was flipping switches. “2007, you said? You, come over here. Ah, yes, fantastic. Put your hand here, yep. The TARDIS will take you right back to when and where you left.”

“Make it a few minutes later,” Ianto said. “That way, the Rift storm will be over.”

“Brilliant idea! Ianto Jones, was it?” The Doctor looked at him thoughtfully. “Interesting.”

“Wh-why is that interesting?” Ianto asked nervously.

“No reason. Here, this is going to bring you there. Perfect.” The Doctor threw a switch. A huge creaking, mechanical sound rumbled through the air.

“Whoa!” Gwen yelped.

“Hold onto something,” Rose suggested.

A few seconds later, there was a thump as they landed. “Here we are!” the Doctor announced. “I will probably see you again if you know Jack.”

“Probably so,” Gwen agreed. “Thanks for the ride. Keep Jack safe.”

“I'll try! Have fun in Cardiff.”

“Hey, Doctor, can I come out yet?” called Jack from down the hallway.

Rose jumped. “No!” she shouted. “Don't you dare!”

“I hope you're throwing me a surprise party,” Jack muttered. “It's my birthday next week.”

“We're time travelers, Jack!” called Rose. “You don't really have a birthday.”

“Whatever.”

Ianto smiled and shook his head. “Thanks for the ride, Doctor, Rose.”

“Yeah, thanks,” Owen added grudgingly.

Rose opened the door. “I wouldn't kick you out, but Jack is getting antsy. I'm sure your Jack is worried about you, too.”

“Probably so. By, guys!” Gwen said. She headed out the door, waving. Owen followed her with a quiet grunt and nothing else.

Ianto hesitated and glanced over at the hallway. “Take care of him, please,” he told them softly. “He sounds so happy right how.”

“I will,” Rose promised. “I won't let anything happen to him.”

Ianto nodded. “Thank you.” He paused. “Thank you.”

“Nice to meet you, Ianto Jones.” The Doctor shook his hand swiftly.

“I just met you, but I'm gonna hug you anyway,” Rose said. She hugged him.

“Nice to meet you. Goodbye.” Ianto turned and rushed away, before he could go down the hallway and find Jack and warn him--

No, the timeline had to be maintained, even if it broke his heart.

#we are torchwood #we-are-torchwood #janto #torchwood #empty child/doctor dances anniversary #torchwood fic

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zeroconnectionn · 5 years

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been writing braime au drabbles on my priv acct for fun but i cant finish any of them so..... to those looking for ideas, here are some au’s that i can’t get off my mind and would love to see more of in ao3/tumblr (under the cut bc it’s so long im so sorry):

crimson peak - i mean c’mon... it’s perfect guys.....i have no idea who would play dr. alan though. maybe the hound??? but like platonic

real steel - lisTEN i couldnt stop thinking about this all day... selwyn is jaime’s former boxing coach... which makes brienne his old-and-soon-to-be-rekindled flame that practiced w him back in the day... cersei + robert are dead and there’s a custody battle over lil tommen.... jaime, his “nephew” tommen, and brienne teach Oath, the sparring robot some killer boxing moves and fight their way to robo championship, becoming a family

pacific rim - i found only one on ao3!! braime would totally be drift compatible and the best part is that cersei doesnt have to be evil here. in my drabble, jaime loses cersei and his right hand to a category 5 kaiju attack. cue angst. he retires as a pilot but decides to stay at the base to train cadets (the real reason he cant pilot anymore is because he keeps chasing after cersei in the drift, clinging onto her memory desperately ohoho). brienne is one of the cadets he trains but jaime cant stand her naivete and b/w outlook on the world (deep down tho, its because he once held the same ideals as she did that resulted in cersei’s death. he sees her as a liability to her future co-pilot) so he picks on her a lot. brienne, sick of his shit, boldly challenges him to a duel, setting the terms that if she wins, jaime has to stop picking on her but if he wins, she has to quit the jaeger programme. to NO ONE’S SURPRISE, the duels ends w a tie! i named their jaeger Ursa Maiden because... you know...

battle: los angeles - is there enough military fics?? lance corporal tarth kicking alien ass and saving staff sergeant lannister gives me strength

harry potter - WE COULD DO SO MANY THINGS WITH THIS... brienne the halfblood hufflepuff prefect and jaime the pureblood gryffindor troublemaker. rival quidditch captains? best duelers of their respective years? eventual auror partners? all three, because destiny has fated them to be together always? also consider: jaime was said to have murdered the then minister of magic but was not sentenced to azkaban thanks to tywin pulling a few strings. and honourable, hardworking brienne, the first hufflepuff and woman to get an Outstanding in DADA for NEWTS, the first person to best jaime aka the lion of gryffindor in a duel, and the one lucky enough to be mentored by auror!Renly. also i think we can all agree jaime would say “wait til my father hears about this” to get out of trouble

the walking dead - dudes i have not been able to stop thinking about this au too, like jaime and brienne from opposing communities, meeting each other during a supply run and fighting over a jackpot supply of Useful Things but when they’re just about to kill each other over it- SURPRISE! a convenient horde appears! they become temporary allies to survive, somehow saving each others’ asses along the way, jaime getting bit on his hand trying to save her and brienne repaying the favour by chopping off his hand to stop the infection, they spend a week in an abandoned cabin in the woods to recuperate, jaime bathing in the river with her where he explains why he had to kill the twd!aerys + possible romance, confusion w where they stand w each other and whether or not they can continue this fragile alliance if they go back home, jaime selfishly telling her they could just stay here in the cabin, start a new life together and never go back to their respective communities, brienne saying she can’t bc there are people to protect back home (from his people) so she leaves, jaime leaves too because cersei’s back home but he’s worried that the next time he meets brienne, it’ll be as enemies.... do y’alls feel this

superheroes - jaime is the perfect charismatic speedster?? and brienne w super strength??? if u guys play ttrpgs, jaime would be The Legacy or The Reformed and brienne the Transformed in Masks

kingsman - brienne is lancelot and tyrion is merlin AMIRITE

dragon age - (da:o timeline) brienne, a templar from lothering saves jaime, one of the commanders of king cailan’s army and survivor of the Battle of Ostagar who was captured by howe’s men and labelled a traitor (he’d be in one of the cages like Sten!). eventually they get conscripted into the grey wardens by the Warden, becoming the Warden’s travelling companions. would be cute if the Warden wanted to save time and send them off on a treaty mission together. also how perfect would it be if the couslands were the starks... rendon howe could be littlefinger too...

mass effect - i friggin loved me3 multiplayer so i can totally see brienne as a n7 destroyer and jaime as a n7 slayer. the two of them would’ve made such a good team that they were considered instrumental to the reaper’s defeat on earth. also they totally survive the war and settle down in the citadel and adopt a bunch of alien + human orphans. maybe before the war, they were spectres who butt heads a lot bc of diff mission interests.

the proposal - I NEED TO KNOW, HAS ANYONE DONE THIS YET??? bc if there is, i wanna read it immediately. in my head, jaime could be the jerk boss who begs brienne to marry him to avoid getting deported. but instead of going back to tarth that weekend, they go to casterly rock to meet jamie’s family. same premise as the 2009 film, but slightly different and way more fun with cersei and tyrion around. also consider: the image of gwen dancing and singing to Get Low

to all the boys i’ve loved before - okay... hear me out... lara jean is brienne, kitty is arya, and sansa is margot but younger than brienne and instead of college, she’s in paris for a highschool student exchange programme. brienne is also a step-sister to the girls, cat took her in after her parents’ deaths. MEANWHILE josh is teen!sandor who sansa broke up with before she left for paris but is still best friends with brienne, peter is jaime(!!!) who kissed her during truth or dare years ago, and lucas is of course renly!! also gen is cersei but jamie’s cousin instead of sister. this is so complicated but i find it so cute still?????

i found this au from a prompt list on tumblr and its perfect: “single parents whose children are rivals in a talent show/ sports competition”. the children are tommen and arya, but brienne is arya’s foster mum since cate and ned’s death

naruto - ok so they’re both from different villages but become allies for a dangerous mission.... or brienne is hunting jaime bc he’s a missing nin from her village (catelyn would make a great kage holy shit).... whatever it is, you could totally work in a bath house scene :)

bleach - BRIENNE IS ASSIGNED TO JAIME’S DIVISION AS HIS NEW LIEUTENANT IMAGINE THEIR DYNAMIC sometimes i lay awake thinking about how tite kubo would draw brienne and jaime. [holding a butter knife] he better not give her ginormous boobs

where rainbows end/love rosie - y’all feel this too or is it just me, like just the idea of brienne opening a beach hotel in tarth... i need more brienne by the ocean fics in my life tbh. also im such a sucker for fics made up of purely texts between the characters then ending it with them meeting ahdasdjadsjad anyway Jaime is Alex and Hyle as Greg.

I Wish I Could Write These But Should You Find It Equally Interesting To Write About, Please, By All Means, Take My Brain Juice And Make It Beautiful And Let Me Know So I Can Give You Kudos And Comments Full of Squealing and Love

#jaime x brienne #braime #brienne of tarth #im fairly new here so if i didnt notice these au's in ao3 im terribly sorry #still reading as many fics as i can during the cny holidays #i used to use ellipses ironically but look at me now #this list is so long i have no life i just spend it thinking about my otp together in different universes #i have too many fandoms yeesh

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roselesliedaily · 7 years

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Actress Rose Leslie on life after Game of Thrones and her latest role

You could forgive Rose Leslie for finding it rather trying to have the same 5 words incessantly yelled at her in the street – even if those 5 words are ‘You know nothing, Jon Snow’ and came as a result of her stellar 3-year stint on Game of Thrones. But it turns out that Rose is so very nice as to insist she actually likes it. ‘It’s a lovely thing to be on the receiving end of,’ she says. ‘I feel so lucky, a, to have [a catchphrase] and, b, to be a part of a show that is universally adored.’

Words by Hollie Moat, Photography by Tom Craig, Styling by Poppy Kain

It’s a sunny spring day, but the east London warehouse we’re shooting in is so inexplicably cold that even a person who grew up in a Scottish castle (that would be Rose) is gripped by the chill. Still, she poses gamely around the freezing space to show off SS17’s key deconstructed pieces to their best advantage. From the big fashion hitters to the titans of television, Rose’s ascent to stardom has come via some of the modern era’s most celebrated shows: her breakout role Gwen in the first season of Downton Abbey, then Thrones’ Ygritte, Wildling warrior and doomed love of Jon Snow. Now her flawless record continues with The Good Fight, the much-anticipated The Good Wife spin-off and a newly minted hit. The series follows Christine Baranski’s Diane Lockhart as she moves to a new law firm after her plans to retire fall through (she loses all her money in a Ponzi scheme run by a close friend); Rose plays Maia, Diane’s beloved goddaughter and offspring of the Ponzi schemer. Here, she shares style advice, reminisces about Ygritte’s costumes and tells us about Maia’s ‘pretty good fight of her own’.

Everyone seems to have gone wild for The Good Fight. Do you think that’s down in part to how very current it feels, exploring subjects like fake news and even opening the pilot with Diane Lockhart watching the Trump inauguration?

Rose Leslie: ‘Yes, and I’m certainly incredibly proud of the fact that [showrunners] Robert and Michelle King decided to be bold enough to take on the administration in terms of highlighting what they feel needs to be brought to people’s attention. In the pilot, I think that with nothing being said, you can project whatever your own feelings are to Donald Trump being sworn in. Diane Lockhart’s face is so beautifully blank – you were able to project whatever your own thoughts were onto her face and be like, “Oh my god, this must be what Diane is feeling.” I thought that was very clever.’

The series is set around a law firm and your character Maia has just passed the Bar – did you have to do your legal homework before filming?

‘I kind of took artistic license with Maia being relatively new and green when it came to the world of court. I realised that I could lean a little bit on her in this being her first time as well as my own, so it was okay that I was a bit jittery and nervous about taking somebody down in the witness stand. And I did learn the meaning of some words, words I had an idea of – litigation, arbitration and affidavit, but I had to really cement their meaning into my head for when I was speaking them, because to not know what the hell you’re talking about would be shambolic on my behalf.’

‘The characters that appeal to me most are the women who are thrown out of their comfort zone. Seeing them grapple with their new situation – realising they have backbone to fight against the tide.’

You were working with the glorious Christine Baranski and Bernadette Peters – amazing role models for an actress. Did they live up to expectations?

‘They both have the most incredible spirit of generosity [and] hold themselves with such grace. They are so friendly, so welcoming and professional, to the point where they nail it in a couple of takes. You end up being like, “Holy shit, I need to up my game because I’m opposite Bernadette Peters.” And she was such a darling of a lady, and I feel very much the same with Christine, who from the off was incredibly warm towards me. I realised that this was something new that we were embarking on together, it’s an ensemble piece and she wanted me to feel very welcome on this set she knows very well.’

You seem to play very strong characters. Maia is a fighter, Ygritte was a warrior of a woman, even Gwen in Downton Abbey refused to settle for the status quo…

‘I would say certainly the characters that appeal to me most are the women who are thrown out of their comfort zone. Seeing them grapple with their new situation – realising they have backbone and being able to fight against the tide – you could term that as strong. Maia finds herself in this extraordinary, atrocious scenario of no longer trusting her father, with whom she’s had an incredibly close relationship with, realises that he has scammed hundreds of millions out of innocent people, ruining their lives and also jeopardising her career, which she has fought very hard for. I rated her for being someone who wasn’t self-involved with her own desires, and decided to take the approach of showing that she is as good as her peers, despite having an incredible advantage in life with her parents being billionaires.’

The Good Wife was renowned for its style, does The Good Fight follow suit?

‘I would be doing Dan Lawson an incredible disservice if I didn’t praise the ground he works on – he was the costume designer on The Good Wife and he is also with us, so tonally, expressively you’re getting a similar vibe. I feel like it’s fashion-forward in showing the power that one can convey with and through fashion, in complementing what one feels in the scene with what you’re going to wear, and as a result showing the viewer how the character feels in that particular episode – let’s say there aren’t any bold colours or patterns, because actually Maia’s feeling very dour and her low self-esteem is coming through in the clothes and the drab colours that she’s gone for. Dan is a master at pulling that off.’

Of all your roles, whose costumes do you like best?

‘I’m not good in heels! So I would have to say give me the flat boots in [Ygritte’s] battlegear. I loved wearing armour and having a bow and arrow, and just being a bit dirty and grubby. But my god I’ve been given some beautiful pieces in The Good Fight: I had the most beautiful Alexander McQueen two-piece and a Helmut Lang overcoat – the woman [Maia] has the most incredible wardrobe! So I’ve had a lot of fun in being able to wear something I would never have the chance to in real life, because as an actor you’re not really gonna be wearing office attire day-to-day.��

Which character has a style closest to your own?

‘‘If you had asked me when I was 22, I would most certainly have said Ygritte, whereby she was more of a tomboy-esque person. But I’d like to think I’m slowly ebbing towards Maia, and the maturity that she has, now I’m a 30-year-old woman…’

You looked amazing in Christian Dior at the Olivier Awards – do you enjoy getting dressed up for the red carpet or is it a chore?

‘It’s fun, it’s so fun! To be fair you’d be hard-pushed to look someone in the eye and say you don’t enjoy someone faffing around you for 2 hours and making you feel lovely. And I really enjoy getting ready because it’s a team effort – it takes a whole village!’

And finally, which of today’s looks would you most like to take home?

‘I had the most beautiful striped Loewe dress on, with the collar off-kilter and a wraparound on the waist and billowed shoulders. I do think it’s a little more interesting when things are offbeat; I’m drawn to that in what I wear, and also it applies to different aspects of my life. You’re not following the obvious form – I rather enjoy that.’

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