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xxxsaturnxx · 10 months

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False accusations

modern!au

pairing modern!abby anderson × f/reader

characters; reader*, abby anderson, readers parent(s). ellie williams (mentioned), owen moore (mentioned),

Cw: strong language, some plot, some p*rn, arguments/accusations, suggested infidelity (cheating), mentions of owen

Im kinda rusty so please be kind(I AM SO SORRY ITS SO LONG )

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It had been a long day. Woke up early, got ready for work, got to work, didn't have any breaks, then went to my ex's, and got home later than I wanted to. Which would definitely cause some problems with Abby. Oh, boy... I wasn't ready for the arguing and accusations. But maybe she was already asleep.

And mad at me.

Fuuuuck.

I slipped the key into the lock, slowly turning them to unlock the door, sneaking in with caution and ease. Something I've been good at since... Forever, I guess.

The coast was clear. No lights on, no tv shows playing, no music, no nothing. I let out a sigh of relief, fist pumping the air in excitement. I would rather Abs be asleep and mad at me instead of awake and arguing. She never really liked me being out late anyways unless she was there.

Flick. A light turned on, casting a big, mean shadow.

Oh fuck. No, no, no.

"Did you have fun out today?" Abby stood im the hallway, her shadow looming over me. She was beyond pissed. I did not need to look at her to know, I could feel and hear it. "Meet up with some friends?"

*What?" | dropped my bag on the floor and hung up the keys,

"Abby, I've been at work since morning. What're you on about?" turning to her with a confused look.

*You work from nine in the morning to seven at night."

"Yeah?"

"It's almost ten, Y/N! Where were you?" Abby marched over to me, crossing her huge arms across her chest and glaring down at me.

"Abby, I don't have time for this. I was getting a few things from my mom, that's all.” I partially lied. I wasn't with my mom but I was retrieving some of my belongings from my ex.

"Yeah? Or were you out fucking Ellie?"

I gave her a disgusted look, shaking my head at her. Not because of who she said I was with but because of her accusation. She knows I would never cheat on her. Not now, not ever. Why would she even think that?

"Fucking, excuse me?"

"Does this look familiar?" Abby pulled up a photo of me and Ellie speaking to one another, fiddling with our hands, a nervous smile present on both parties lips, "Owen sent me a photo of you two together.

My eyes snapped up to hers, now raging at the name coming out of her mouth, "fucking, who!? Owen!?" | scoffed, rolling my eyes at her and shaking my head, "why's he still in your contacts? Why do you have his number?"

"Don't turn the tables on me, Y/N. Answer me."

At that point, I was already fed up with her bullshit, waving my hand in her face as I walked down the hall to our shared bedroom. Abby chased me down, hot on my heels.

"Fuck you, Abigail."

"Fuck me? No, Y/N, fuck you!" Abby's voice cracked a bit, not because she was crying but because she had been raising her voice at me and she hated doing so.

I scoffed at her rebuttal and tried to slam the door but abby caught it with her foot just in time, "The reason I have his number is so he can take my shifts like how i did for our anniversary!"

I rolled my eyes and scoffed again “ Yeah right how do i know that you haven’t been fucking behind my back then!” Abby had a pained look on her face.

“Do you seriously think that i would cheat on you? After everything!” Abby swung the door open so roughly it shook the wall. “Of course not but why would you think i would do that to you? Especially since you know how my last relationship ended and how badly it fucked me up!”

My eyes were tearing up as i remember how badly it hurt when i walked in on Ellie and Dina on our anniversary a few years back. Abby sighed and rubbed her face with her hands in an attempt to calm down.

“I-i look I shouldn’t have accused you. I guess I was just scared that you’d leave me for her or something and I shouldn’t have listened to Owen for all we know he’s just trying to stir up drama. I'm sorry.” Abby looked down while rubbing the back of her neck.

“I’m sorry I tried to flip it back to you, the truth is i was just getting some of my old stuff back it was just stuff i didn’t have the balls to get back yet.” I pulled out small photos of my childhood and some souvenirs and pins.

“I know it doesn’t look like much but these mean alot to me.” Abby pulled me into a hug and kept me there “oh baby, I’m sorry but why didn’t you tell me? I could’ve gotten that stuff for you or helped.”

My face buried in her chest i sighed “ i wanted to do it myself not burden you. You already do so much for me anyway.” I wipe my face with my sleeve as i break the hug

“How about i reward you for being so brave and to make it up to you too .” Abby holds me by my waist and looks me in the eyes. “That sound good princess?” I nod eagerly and wrap my arms around her neck.

“Yeah, that sounds really good.” I squealed as she picked me up and took me to the edge of the bed. Abby pulled me into a steamy kiss and laid me down as she crawled on top of me never breaking the kiss.

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My chest pressed down against the sheets as one hand propped onto my hip while the other was rubbing up and down my spine. "Aren't you just the prettiest girl, huh baby?" Abby teases me her breath right on my neck.

My mouth hangs open, just at the thought of her lips on where i most need her. I can feel Abby smirk at how reactive I am to her touch and how I arch my back into her. Then that familiar, intoxicating feeling of me stretching at Abby's girth, drew out a light whimper from my lips.

"You're doin' so good baby taking me like the slut you are." Abby covers my body with hers and i can feel her chest on my back as she starts to move. Her relentless pace that she set was mind numbing to the point that i was drooling at the sensation.

The room fills with the sounds of skin slapping, Abby groaning, and my pornographic moans. Abby's large hands pushed my head down into the pillow, muffling me so her own sounds of pleasure were heard. She even seemed to be slowing her pace, one hand slipping down to my hip while the other tug my head up by my hair, lips nearing my ear.

"God baby you're grippin me so tight, I can barely move." a thin sheen of sweat covers both of our bodies. My juices forming a ring at the base of Abby's strap, the sounds the strap going in and out of me are deafening, yet so satisfying to hear on repeat.

"Abby, please," was all I could say, begging her to just ruin me.

"Please what, baby? Use your words, don't be shy now." I whimpered at her teasing, aching for all of her. I can feel a coil in my stomach tighten even more and i give in. "Please Abby let me cum, please please please!"

Abby coos and quickens her pace. Her grip becomes bruising as she shows no mercy pounding into me. "There you go baby. You sound so pretty when you beg, go ahead princess cum, you've earned it." Abby whispers through gritted teeth as she pressed her mouth to my ear.

The coil snapped and my body froze momentarily, a small shiver taking over, my eyes rolling back, and moans that ended up increasing in volume came out of my voice box. Abby didn't even stop there, still thrusting into me so I could ride out my high.

“There you go, such a pretty slut for me huh?” Abby’s thrusts slowed as she starts soothing me with gentle hands. A clear contrast of her seconds before. My hands go to hold abby’s hand on my hip and i start rubbing shapes into the back of her hand.

“I think you really made it up to me abs.” Abby slides out of me with a small chuckle leaning into my back. Abby leans up to kiss the back of my neck. “What do you say we take a nice relaxing bath right now, princess?”

I turn as much as i can to look at her, a sex drunk smile on my lips. “Mmmmm that would be amazing.”

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findafight · 9 months

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tbh i think ppl that genuinely think steve dragged her there kind of take nancy's behavior at the party in the best light/take nancy at her word bc,,,, we see nancy excited for the party to the point of spending time making a costume and encouraging jonathan to come only for her to start lashing out at steve right after they get there. like i always felt so bad for him when tommy and billy start harassing him and nancy literally rolls her eyes and just stalks off only to start heavily drinking specifically to spite steve given what she says about how she's just acting normal like he wanted (also that smug look she sends him right after continuing to drink). idk the way nancy starts acting out (this makes her sound like a 5 y/o throwing a tantrum but,,,, if the shoe fits) could make it seem as if she's been forced to do something against her will when taken out of context but in context she's literally just acting like a huge asshole to her boyfriend bc she's upset about something she hasn't even told him about. i get upset when i think about it too much bc ppl focus way more on the bullshit scene (for obvious reasons) but nancy really was treating steve like shit that whole night.

yeah like. Owens talks about "the anniversary effect", and I think that's hitting Nancy hard, and so she's lashing out! She's a teenager and she doesn't know how to handle her grief and her desire for justice. That's fine and she deserves to yell and cry about it. But she also isn't communicating what she actually needs from Steve because I don't think she really realized it until she saw the redhead in the library. And dropping that on him and kind of freaking out about it at school wasn't really the most appropriate place to have a deep discussion on what to do. (idk why people view this as steve just flat out refusing to talk about it ever, it's clear to me he's nervous about it because they're at school and he doesn't want to be overheard and doesn't want to risk the government hurting them/their families)

We see Steve do his best to support Nancy by going to the dinners with the Hollands, and also encouraging her to go to the party, after we have been shown Nancy talking about it and inviting Jonathan and excited for it. He is engaging her with something she was looking forward to. idk why people view this as steve just flat out refusing to talk about it ever, it's clear to me he's nervous about it because they're at school and he doesn't want to be overheard and doesn't want to risk the government hurting them/their families. Yeah maybe if she had asked him to come with her on the plan to entrap Owens he would have said no, but at least he would have known where she was at and what she was thinking, instead of the sudden one-off talk they had in the library.

I guess if people only watched tina's party and not anything that came before they could see nancy as completely correct and that steve was pretending while she didn't want to (instead of mostly pretending with Steve and having had one freak out about it in a place that people could overhear) and that he dragged her there. But it's astounding that people can watch Nancy smile and give the flyer to Jon and still say Steve was a bad boyfriend for taking her.

She is definitely drinking vindictively in the scene, even though for all Steve knows Nancy genuinely wanted to go and have fun at the party. He's trying to get her to slow down and idk I've seen some takes as this showing Steve is controlling but legitimately what the fuck else are you going to do when you see someone you care about (friend/partner/whatever) ignoring you and being kind of an ass and drinking way too much while obviously upset about something. Of course he would encourage her to slow down!

He doesn't know what's wrong because Nancy actually has a habit of not talking or communicating to her boyfriend what is upsetting her. Nancy is so over pretending but she has only barely broached that with Steve. He did try to shut it down, but I don't remember him saying he was unwilling to talk about it, just that it was a bad idea, and that Nancy was coming with this "tear the lab down" thing from nowhere.

Part of the problem is that Nancy had feelings for Jonathan and didn't know what to do about that, and so decided that actually, everything was Steve's fault, because he wanted to be normal, he wanted to go to the party and have fun, he wanted to date and be in love, when, to drunk Nancy's mind, she wanted none of that. (even though we are shown that that isn't true) So she's going to drink and she's going to have fun and she's not even in love. (idk it depends on the day for me if nancy was faking the whole time or did, at some point, fall in love with him and then out of love.) The whole party scene is a mess for Stancy and poor Steve has no idea why his girlfriend is drinking too much and suddenly acting like they're fighting when there's no reason to. and then he gets yelled at and told she's pretending to love him.

#findaanswers #Anonymous #nancy wheeler #steve harrington #stranger things #st2 #stranger things meta #sort of?#also to not that the narrative of the show not allowing nancy to be wrong enforces the view that steve fucked up worse than we see he did #like its this weird thing where we're shown one thing and told another by the reactions of all the characters its so weird

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morningglory-sims · 1 month

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... The Chills Came From You 💙

I think they may be exploring, the "each other kind" 👀 I love them and their growing love for each other 🥰

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2 Months Ago

📍 Chisaka's, Mt. Komorebi

[AKIO] Yeah, so this restaurant is run by my older half-brother. This is essentially his inheritance from his grandfather on mother's side, so technically this is a family thing, just not my family, I guess?

[AKIO] *deep sigh* Fuck, family is complicated, huh? I wouldn’t trade it for the world, but some of the dynamics I would. A part of the tension going on with my family is my dad threatening to cut Isao off for taking over this restaurant. I don’t know if it’s one of his messed up ways of dealing with the grief of that failed marriage, but it’s really torn things apart.

[ELIZABETH] Oh, that must be so hard for your brother. I can tell he's just trying to honour his family's legacy in a meaningful way. After my mom died, one of my aunts felt like she was owed something because my mom was the "prettier" sister and she"suffered" because of her. It's really messed up how legitimate feelings of grief can be dealt with in such unhealthy ways. It makes me nervous for Kath's wedding.

[AKIO] I can imagine! That's really fucked up with your aunt though, I hope your sister is able to have her dream wedding.Now that I think about it, it’s the entitlement that gets in the way. Like you said, its not healing wounds in a healthy way. Anyway, I want to know more about your mom and your family. If you're comfortable sharing.

Family matters, and you matter to me.

[ELIZABETH] My mom was amazing! Totally warm, welcoming and made you feel like you mattered. She knew how to stand her ground and be bold, yet she was also shy. She passed away from heart failure when the twins were 17, Caroline was 15 and I was 13, she was so young. You know how it feels to be punched in the gut and have the wind taken out of you? I felt like that every day for almost a year. Being more on the quiet side, I for sure slipped through the cracks. My dad did his best, but it's hard to come to the realization that your parents aren't perfect.

[ELIZABETH] I think that’s why I went to school so far away. I wanted to get away from the place and the dynamics, not my dad or my siblings. To be completely honest with you, Akio, and I’ve only said this to Lily. I finally felt like I grieved my mom fully when Owen took my sorry ass out of Del Sol Valley. I had a good cry in his car and I got everything off my chest.

[ELIZABETH] It was really special because Owen and I don't always get a long, but during that road trip to Windenburg, we really bonded and opened up to each other. Family dynamics are rough, but when I learned to see my older siblings as people beyond just being my siblings, I love them more! I don't feel like I've been punched in the chest when I think about mom. She'll always be a part of me.And, I can carry that into other areas of my life, especially in my relationships. I still can't believe it's been almost 10 years.

[AKIO] Thank you for allowing me to know something so deep and special.

I learn so much about everything from you, Liz. Maybe I need to see my family as people beyond just as my family.

Maybe it would take out some of the emotion? You and your beautiful mind have given me something to chew on.

[ELIZABETH] We're all works in progress, Akio. We tend to figure things out as we go along.

[AKIO] Well, I'm lucky to have you in my life as I figure shit out. *winks*

[ELIZABETH] Wait, were you hitting on me? *winks* I'm grateful for you, babe. I've never felt safer with someone, I'm grateful for your emotional intelligence, and it's pretty sexy if I'm honest.

[AKIO] *blushes* Well, babe I'm so absolutely serious about, us. I've never felt cared for by anyone like you.

I see how passionate you are and how you care for others. I want you to know that I only do serious and committed, and I want that with you.

[ELIZABETH] *sighs deeply, relieved* I only want something serious with you, Akio.

[AKIO] Good, glad to hear that, beautiful. I adore you, so much and I can't wait to explore what life has to offer with you by my side.

[ELIZABETH] *to herself* Ohhh, hmmm!

[ELIZABETH] *lowers voice* Explore, you say? I've been thinking about 'exploring' too…

[ELIZABETH] *gently caresses Akio's ankle with her foot - a little flirty game of footsie*

[ELIZABETH] I wonder if we're thinking about the same type of exploring, hmm? The each other kind?

[AKIO] *gulps, eyes widen *

[AKIO] *lowers voice* Well, Elizabeth Grace, I initially wasn't thinking of it that way, but I'd be pleased to facilitate that. Juri is sleeping over at Eiko's tonight... So we can get that exploring' figured out.

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joekeeryswife · 1 year

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I’m a Celebrity - J.Q

this is SHIT! i am sorry for everyone who’s been waiting on this but it is honestly so bad. send me some requests lives so i can make better content- even though it is shit, enjoy my loves <3

btw i haven’t really been posting much because my second niece has been born and i just wanted to soak up the family time i guess. thank you for being patient sweethearts 🤍

it was three days until the final and there was only you, Alison Hammond, Olivia Atwood and Owen Warner left. this had felt like the longest three weeks of your life. being so far away from your home made you felt uneasy and you were shocked that you made it this far. you missed your family so much. so so so much. you'd never been this far away from Joseph or your beautiful baby girl Tommy ever. you had given birth to Tommy only 9 months ago and leaving her at such an early age made you nervous.

even though the experience was amazing this was the first time you were away from your baby and Joseph and you were so close to the end but you just wanted to quit and be back with your little family. you were in camp, Alison and Olivia were laughing at some jokes that they had but you just felt out of place. you just wanted to be back home and being so close to the end just made the ache in your heart grow stronger.

Owen saw you sat on your bed, in a trance. it was obvious that you were missing your baby and he wanted to comfort you. "hey y/n. you feeling alright?" he asked, sitting next to you on your bed. "hi. i'm okay thanks. just missing my baby. it's the first time i've been away from her and it's just really hard. same with Joseph, the last time we were away from each other for this long was years ago." you felt yourself tearing up as you spoke about your husband and your baby.

Owen felt nothing but sympathy for you. of course everyone was missing someone but it seemed to be hitting you the most. he put his arm around your shoulders and pulled you into him. Owen was like a brother to you and he was definitely the one you would speak to if you were feeling down. you to were quite close in age so you felt like you really connected to him because of that.

he rubbed your arm comfortingly as you tried to stop yourself from crying. you absolutely hated crying in front of people and being in here with these people for three weeks was no exception. "listen, i'm not to good with comforting people but just think, three days and it's all finished and you can spend as much time as you want with your baby. she is probably watching you every night and is so proud of you" you couldn't help but feel some sort of comfort when he said that.

she probably was watching you with Joseph and she would remember you when you got back. "i know it's getting harder because it's the last three days but it's the final push and then it's all over. i promise you that she is okay and she will be waiting for you as soon as you get back to the hotel" he reassured, making you send him a soft smile.

"thanks Owen. i really needed that" you said, resting your head on his shoulder. no this wasn't in an 'i love you' way it was a friendship way and you loved Owen as a friend. you definitely would be keeping in touch with him once you left the villa and you hoped that he and Joseph would get along.

"you know when i first saw you on the first day i shit myself because i was a massive fan and i didn't know how to approach you but you're really nice and i see why you have so many followers" he said, making you laugh loudly. "well, hard work does get you places" you replied, looking around camp.

it was then when a producer told you all that you had different trials that you had to do which were in different parts of the jungle. you slipped on your fleece coat and your hat before saying goodbye to the others who were all going off in random directions. you made your way through the familiar path which usually led you to where a few challenges were held and you honestly were scared.

you hated being nominated for challenges but you just prayed it didn't have anything to do with spiders. spiders were one of your biggest fears and if this had something to do with spiders you'd honestly cry. you didn't want to deal with a trial today, after feeling so down from missing everyone a trial was the last thing you needed.

you turned the corner to where the trial was being held and was shocked to see Joseph standing there. he was sat on the bench which was randomly placed by a tree. you were shocked. you felt like you couldn't move. obviously three weeks wasn't a long time but you had missed him so much that you felt like it had been months. he stood up from the bench and walked over to you, a wide smile spread across his face.

you walked into him, wrapping your arms tightly around his waist. "hi sweetheart" he let his hand stroke your hair as he comforted you as you cried quietly into his chest. he knew you were missing him, he was watching every night and he just knew. you'd been together for years and he could just read you by your facial expression.

“oh Joseph. i’ve missed you so much” you couldn’t believe he was here. “i’m here baby, you’ve done so well my love” he kissed your forehead and held you closer even though you didn’t think it was possible. he held you for a while before pulling back, taking your face into his hands. “you have done so, so well y/n. you’ve done us all proud” you wiped your cheeks and smiled up at him.

“is everyone okay? is Tommy okay? i feel so bad for leaving you all-” “hey! everyone is fine and Tommy has been watching with me. she smiles every time she sees you on the screen. she misses you” you couldn’t take it, you really wanted your baby girl here with you.

“we are so proud of you y/n. you have so many people voting for you. all of your fans are posting about you and it’s honestly crazy. you have three days left my love. three days, and then you can come home and you can spend all the time you want with Tommy. she’s so excited to see you”

as you listened to Joseph talk, you realised three days was practically nothing compared to what you had been through. three days until you could finally see your beautiful baby girl and it would be worth the wait. “now you go out there, do your last trial and win. everyone is rooting for you and we know you can do it.” you knew, three days was all it was and you could do this

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lovesongbracket · 1 year

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Reminder: Vote based on the song, not the artist or specific recording! The tracks referenced are the original artist, aside from a few rare cases where a cover is the most widely known.

Lyrics, videos, info, and notable covers under the cut. (Spotify playlist available in pinned post)

Girls Like Girls

Written By: Lily-May Young, Owen Thomas & Hayley Kiyoko

Artist: Hayley Kiyoko

Released: 2015

“Girls Like Girls” tells the story of a young girl actively looking to start relationships with girls currently involved with boys. In an interview with US Weekly, Hayley described the song as a “female anthem for a girl stealing another guy’s girl”, subverting the common theme of “guys always.. stealing other guys’ girls”. According to Hayley in an interview with Elite Daily, she didn’t have any artist that she could relate to when she was growing up, and so, she decided to tell her own stories. Kiyoko describes “Girls like Girls” as a story that she believes others can relate to: “There’s not a lot of representation for young girls who are best friends who might fall in love. A big point for me was to respect that and keep it real, so people can realize it’s not just a joke.” In a personal essay written by Kiyoko for Paper, she said that “Girls Like Girls” was born on a rainy day where she had a writing session with Owen Thomas and Lily May Young. “Growing up, everything I did was always about girls. I took dance because of girls. I got involved in student council because of girls. Not that I ever expected any of them to like me back, but I just felt comforted being around them, even if I could never date them. So there we were. The song “Girls like Girls” was born."

[Intro] (Boys) (Boys) Boys, (Boys) (Boys) [Verse 1] Stealing kisses from your missus Does it make you freak out? Got you fussing, got you worried Scared to let your guard down Boys, boys Tell the neighbors I'm not sorry if I'm breaking walls down Building your girl's second story, ripping all your floors out [Chorus] Saw your face, heard your name, gotta get with you Girls like girls, like boys do, nothing new Isn't this why we came? Gotta get with you Girls like girls, like boys do, nothing new Girls like girls, like boys do, nothing new [Verse 2] Always gonna steal your thunder Watch me like a dark cloud On the move collecting numbers I'ma take your girl out We will be everything that we'd ever need Don't tell me, tell me what I feel I'm real and I don't feel like boys I'm real and I don't feel like boys [Chorus] Saw your face, heard your name, gotta get with you Girls like girls like boys do, nothing new Isn't this why we came? Gotta get with you Girls like girls, like boys do, nothing new Girls like girls, like boys do, nothing new [Bridge] I've been crossing all the lines, all the lines Kissed your girl back made you cry, boys [Chorus] Saw your face, heard your name, gotta get with you Girls like girls, like boys do, nothing new Isn't this why we came? Tell me if you feel it too! Tell me, girls like girls like boys do, nothing new Girls like girls like boys do, nothing new

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At Last

Written By: Henry Warren & Mack Gordon

Artist: Etta James

Released: 1960

Originally recorded by: Glenn Miller and His Orchestra feat. Pat Friday & John Payne, 1941

A song originally written in 1941 by Mack Gordon and Harry Warren and originally performed by Glenn Miller and His Orchestra for the 1941 movie Sun Valley Serenade, this ballad found its greatest success in the hands of the late Etta James in this 1960 recording. The tune became James' signature song. The song is featured on several “best of” lists, including inclusion in the Library of Congress' National Recording Registry and induction into the Grammy Hall of Fame in 1999.

[Verse 1] At last My love has come along My lonely days are over And life is like a song (Oh, yeah, yeah) [Verse 2] At last The skies above are blue My heart was wrapped up in clover The night I looked at you [Bridge] I found a dream that I could speak to A dream that I can call my own I found a thrill to press my cheek to A thrill that I've never known (Oh, yeah, yeah) [Verse 3] You smiled, you smiled Oh, and then the spell was cast And here we are in heaven For you are mine at last

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outsiders-owen · 5 months

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Are you sure you want Rasbi to come over?

Positive.

Okay, then. She's right outside the door.

Oh, shit. Uh... let her in?

Gotcha.

...

Rasbi, don't- don't freak out, okay? Please don't- don't tell anyone anything, yeah?

...should I be concerned?

I mean... it depends?

Uh-

No, just- just come inside, just come inside, it's better to get it over with.

Okay, why are you- Holy shit.

...

Hi, Rasbi.

You- you absolute- Owen, what is he- Apo, I'm- I thought you were dead. You absolute motherfucker, I thought you were dead!!

Did you cry?

Y-yeah.

So you lied that one time. When you said you wouldn't cry if I died.

I- yeah. I did.

I've never been so glad that someone lied to me in my life.

I missed you, you idiot.

Want a hug?

You cheeky bastard- fine.

...

Owen, get in here, man! I'm not gonna have you standing off to the side like that.

Are you-

Yes we're sure. Now come here.

...

As nice as this is, I do need explanation.

Hhh... yeah. I thought you might. It's- it's a lot to explain, I'll be honest.

I'm here. I'm ready to listen.

Okay.

Before you start, though- does anyone else know? That Apo's here? Because everyone has just assumed he's ran into the Maze.

I actually did contemplate that. Trying to convince Owen to run off with me.

I couldn't leave the clearing.

He's too loyal to people who don't deserve it, basically.

Do you deserve it?

...

I'm trying. I-

You are trying. And that's all I could ask. Thank you, Apo.

No- no problem. Yeah. No problem.

So, Rasbi, you want the whole rundown?

Yeah. Tell me everything.

That's- that's a lot. Jeez. I-

Oh, shit. It's really dark outside.

You should probably get going, yeah.

It was- it was so wonderful to see you both, can I... can I come over again sometime?

Of course- I mean. So long as Owen's chill with it.

I'll try to arrange a time.

Thanks.

...

Thank you both. I've been- yeah. Thank you for trusting me.

Of course.

Apo thought you weren't going to tell anyone, so I went out on a limb.

...Alright, Owen.

...

Yeah. Thanks for this. I'll see you both later?

Yeah. Bye, Rasbi!

Bye.

#main storyline #rasbi #apo #owengejuicetv roleplay #outsiders smp roleplay

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ashintheairlikesnow · 2 years

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🌸 😭 for sweet boy Vince

CW: PTSD, referenced alcoholism and withdrawal, referenced death

Takes place after the end of the Same Bed Arc

"You can't cry in there." The voice is raspy and muffled through the door. The pounding of a fist against it, though, is louder. Vince leans over, elbows on his knees and his hands pressed against his face. His palms are sweaty, it trickles down the back of his neck to soak into his t-shirt, joining the damp spots already growing. Designer shirts soak up sweat and tears just like the cheap ones, in the end.

He doesn't answer the voice.

Maybe if he doesn't answer, it'll just go away, and leave him here to be miserable and self-pitying and all the things the podcasts his old therapist used to tell him to listen to tell him not to be. Visualize self-confidence growing within you, like you've planted a seed of understanding...

He might be laughing, now. It's sort of hard to tell, because tears are still dampening his cheeks underneath his palms. His shoulders are shaking, just like his hands.

"I don't understand anything," He mutters, and wonders how many people would hate him if they knew the truth, that Vincent Shield is hiding in a house in a poor neighborhood, that he loathes his fortune and fame, that it was never worth the price he agreed to pay.

It had never been worth the deal he and Carlotta Grant had agreed to, it had never been worth all the nights he sat up drinking until he drowned out the voice of Owen against his ear. It wasn't worth Kauri's desperate dying struggle to survive on top of him. It wasn't ever worth it.

God, he wants a drink.

He needs a drink.

A moment later, the pounding starts up again. "Hey! I said you can't cry in there!"

Vince groans, sitting back up and rolling his head back to stare up at the ceiling as he drops his hands, silently entreating the flat off-white tile marked with evidence of a half-dozen repairs made over the decades to somehow intervene with him on this.

Nothing happens.

"Why the hell can't I?" He asks, willing his voice to stay calm and even. It only wobbles a little. He's sort of proud of that.

Once an actor, always an actor. Good job, Shield, too bad you're pretty sure you'll never act again.

"Because the other bathroom's broken, remember? Go cry somewhere else, literally anywhere fucking else, dumbass!"

Vince pushes to his feet, reluctantly, and goes to the door, pulling the little hook up to unlock it. It swings open inside on creaky old hinges, and he's face to face with Nat's only current resident runaway. "Fine. I'll go. Hope you're happy."

"I wasn't made for happiness." Jameson's eyes narrow, searching his face. "You look like shit, Shield."

"Thanks," Vince says heavily, moving past him into the hallway. "You look like someone got real drunk and took a lawn mower to your head and the grass just started growing back in."

He waits for the vitriol Jameson will spit, but there's only silence. Vince makes it a few steps before guilt makes him turn back, mouth open to apologize.

But Jameson doesn't look angry. Instead, he's looking at him over his shoulder. And he's smiling, crooked and pulled up more on one side than the other, emphasizing a deep scar from some long-ago blade. "Hey, so you do have a spine. Nicely done."

"Uh... thanks. Look, I'm sorry, I'm just having some trouble-"

"We're all having trouble. I've said worse things to better people. Just... you know what, come on." Vince, despite being about ten years older, is pulled along like a child when Jameson grabs him by the wrist, down the upstairs hallway to a room at the end of the hall. When the door opens, Vince is hit with the smell of old paper, books and dust and time. The room's a disaster area - just piles of storage. A giant old wooden desk with boxes and boxes on top of it. There's boxes stacked everywhere, some half-open, some closed. Yellowing papers half-fall from old photo albums.

"Wh-... what-"

"You can cry in here," Jameson says, letting his arm drop and gesturing inside. "I do. Or my closet, but this is a good spot, because you're alone and people mostly don't look. You can get under the desk, or, like, look real sad out the window... I get it. This is where I go when I want to think about him but I don't want to talk about him, you know?"

Vince's throat tightens, and he has to swallow past the growing constriction. His bruises are fading, now, but the memory of Owen's hands around his throat never seems to leave. He looks over at a framed photo on the wall, black-and-white, of two people that look immensely unhappy squinting out at whoever held the camera. "Him?"

"Yeah. Mine was a 'him'. Yours is that Owen motherfucker. There's always somebody to cry about, right? And... I don't know. You, uh. You seem like maybe you loved yours, a little bit, too."

"No, I-... I didn't want him like th-that-... I told him no-"

"I didn't say that you wanted to fuck him, Shield. I just said maybe you loved him a little, before all the trying to murder you shit." Jameson shrugs. "Fuck off if you don't like it, it was just a thought. Just trying to help, fuck me for trying."

This time, when he turns to go, Vince is the one who grabs his arm with one hand. Jameson turns to look back at him, and Vince searches his face, trying to understand what he sees there. Derision, dismissal, but something like compassion, too.

"Wait," Vince says, and his voice is hoarse. He can feel tears all over again, and he fights hard to push them down. How was it always so easy to cry on command in the movies, but he can't control shit now that he's here and it's over? "Wait, just. I'm sorry. You're right. He was my-... my best friend, when we were kids. He was my... my only real friend, ever, before Nat."

"That creep was your only friend? That's really fucking sad," Jameson says, and they both laugh - Vince the airy breathy laughter of someone about to fall apart, and Jameson the barely-there sound of someone trying not to mock, just gently rib towards good humor.

"It is, oh my God, it is so fucking sad," Vince groans, and finds himself sliding to the ground, ignoring the spike of pain right up his spine. He isn't fully healed yet. It aches, in so many places. It aches deep inside of him worse. "We did everything together, for years. We were everything for-... for each other. For years. And I-... I had to-"

"I know." Jameson, with a grunt of pain of his own, slowly makes his way down to seated as well. He has to balance himself carefully, and Vince notices how his legs don't quite bend all the way, how he kicks them out to one side.

"Yeah, I just-... I thought I'd gotten away, and then he sent flowers and showed up at my house and then there was-... I thought he'd killed Kauri. I think he had his corpse on top of me, that it was over, it... It was like watching him murder me, from outside myself, like... like watching myself die under his hands, because I c-couldn't save me, and just... I had to-... I had to-"

"You did." Jameson nods, and when he reaches out Vince grabs onto his hands and holds tight. "You had to do it, Shield, I get it. I did it, too, twice. I'd do it again. But... but I get how it doesn't... leave your head, after, does it?"

"No," Vince says, and his voice breaks. His head drops as the sob escapes his attempts to hold it back, and he leans forward, with Jameson pulling him gently, until his forehead rests on the other man's shoulder, until his hands are gripped into the fabric of an old thrift-store t-shirt. Until the tears break through again and he doesn't quite drown, because someone else is holding him up. "I see it-... every night I see how he looked when I-... but I h-had to-"

"You had to," Jameson repeats, softly. He slides his arms slowly around Vince. "You had to, and Kauri's alive because you did. You saved a life."

"I took a life-"

"You saved Kauri's when you did. And yours. Sometimes the motherfuckers have to die so that you don't, that's how it works for us. And you never wore a collar, but you're one of us, or good as anyway."

"I murdered someone!"

"But he didn't get to murder you."

Vince clings to that small, slim thread of comfort, the single shining bright spot in the well of darkness within him. And Jameson holds on until Vince is ready - and able - to let go.

"Jesus, I want a drink so much," Vince says, and hates himself for the childlike whine in his voice, hates the way his mouth is dry and his hands keep shaking. "I just want a drink-"

"Sorry, no booze allowed," Jameson says, but there's no vitriol in his voice any longer. "But can I interest you in a can of Spam she has in the kitchen cabinets for some godawful reason? That's kind of like alcohol, in that it's probably really bad for your liver."

They both laugh again, and Vince shakes his head, hair brushing the side of Jameson's neck. "N-no thanks. But... thanks, Jameson."

"Yeah, whatever. Come in here if you want to cry, it's a good spot for it. But don't use the fucking bathroom for it anymore, at least 'til she gets the downstairs fixed."

"Right. God, I was living in a mansion before this-"

"Yeah, it was fuck-ugly and looked like if a refrigerator married the internet and had an awful baby. This house is better. Now, I need to go to the bathroom for real."

With another grunt of pain, Jameson pulls away to get to his feet, and Vince watches him leave, how he limps a little when he wasn't limping just a few minutes ago. How it must have cost him to get down on the floor and back up again.

He looks around at the room full of the passage of time, and exhales as he takes in the dust and the age of everything around him.

"Yeah," He breathes, and finds himself calming. "This house is better."

#whump #vincent shield is not a hero #jameson bb #ptsd tw #referenced death #referenced murder #nightmares tw #trauma recovery #recovering whumpee #trauma recovery tw #bbu #box boy universe #grumpy caretaker #caretaker and whumpee #healing injuries

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clumsycapitolunicorn · 2 years

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Last minute Stranger Things S4 thoughts no one asked for...

Getting the sad stuff out the way first...

I think Murray is kicking it. Along with Brenner (yay) and Owens. I don't know who between the Hawkins group could go. I've been worrying about Jonathan from the Cali group. I think since they said it's a body count, as well as extras, I think we will get some secondary Hawkins characters who've been around since S1/2 going. That'll be sad since I've liked them too (I've been worrying about Karen but what if something happens to Ted and then she gets in the know about stuff. She has her own poster and was front and centre with the parents).

Ok, onto some other stuff.

I'm really excited for characters to get Vecna'd only because we get a look at what's going on in their head and they address all they've been through.

Will...SO MUCH TO ADDRESS WITH WILL IT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY ANYMORE. I JUST WANT TO KNOW IF HE HAS POWERS ALREADY. SERIOUSLY, he's a huge part of kicking off S1 with El AND all the explanations that have to lead back to him having powers. I need them to address this. I want him and El working together like the d&d game. I love their siblings relationship and would like more please.

Will is the most likely to get Vecna'd. He has been THROUGH IT. Taken (NOT K*LLED) to the upside down for a week, possessed by the main creature there which led to deaths of people that he probably feels guilt over, can now sense him, nearly got killed when his house was shot up, has been feeling pushed away AND he's dealing with his sexuality and is probably worried about how people react. Oh, and add having a crappy father to the list. I want to see all that's going on in his head. I'd love it if this awakens his powers. There's so many parallels to him and Henry/One/Vecna. Give me this.

HOPPER AND EL REUNION. I NEED IT LIKE YESTERDAY. I KEPT THINKING SHE WILL LOOK INTO HER VOID AND SEES JOYCE ONLY TO SEE HOPPER BEFORE THEY REUNITE AND MAYBE HOPPER BEING ALIVE IS LIKE A POSITIVE EMOTIONAL POWER BOOST (if anyone is going to give her that let it be hopper). Also El seeing Hopper first is like when Joyce saw him first in the pit. When they reunite and they cry and I cry and El feels a bit better about her hair cause he's shaved too.

I NEED AN EL AND JOYCE INTERACTION. I feel so robbed I'm going to need them to reunite and when Joyce tells her she's sorry for lying to her about where she was, this leads to El admitting she lied to about how school was going and everything that followed. And we get them hugging and El thanks her for bringing her dad home and Hopper is emotional over Joyce taking in his daughter and how well they bonded.

JOPPER. AFTER 6 YEARS THEY ARE HAPPENING. I know they are probably going to make out (probably in the demogorgon pit after taking them out and Joyce saved Hopper) and wearing matching clothes. The way they'll reunite with the others (definitely has to be through a gate at this point) like WTF DID WE MISS and then the others clicking onto them like WTF DID WE MISS. I REALLY GETTING CANON JOPPER. FEELS GREAT.

#stranger things theory #stranger things thoughts #jopper #LETS GOOOOO

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bluejaysandblackbats · 2 months

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The Brother Trap

Fandom: DC Comics, Flashfam

Summary: Owen wants to connect with his half-brothers for the first time. Luckily for him, they all go to the same university. Will bad blood between twins keep Owen from the family of his dreams, or is he the missing piece they've always needed?

Chapters: 14/?

Characters: Owen Mercer, Axel Walker, Thad Thawne, Bart Allen, Meloni Thawne, Deborah Morgna, Preston Lindsay, President Thaddeus Thawne Mention

Relationships: Owen Mercer/Axel Walker, Thad Thawne/Deborah Morgna, PrestonBart

Additional Tags: POV Third Person, College AU, Angst and Fluff, Family Dynamics, Family Issues, No Powers AU

Chapter Fourteen: Troubled Minds

Bart ran a few laps on the track before school to clear his head. That Monday was especially sad, but he didn't want to burden anyone with his feelings. He ran until he felt sick to his stomach, and he lay on his side on the field. "Are you okay?" Owen questioned. Bart smiled at him and offered a thumb's up. "I know you're lying because I've been watching you for the past hour."

Bart rolled onto his back and draped his arm over his face. Bart didn't feel like talking about his father and didn't know if he could explain that to Owen anyway. It seemed like it was too soon. He couldn't even talk to Thad about their father. "You know, my dad died too?" Owen asked. Bart stood up and staggered back to the track, where he vomited in a trash can. Owen wandered over to Bart and wrapped his arms around him. Bart pushed him, but Owen stood firm. "I'm sorry about your dad." Bart struggled to get loose, but Owen held on.

"Screw you. Let go of me," Bart growled. After a few minutes, Bart stopped fighting and burst into tears.

"Let's sit down, Bart," Owen whispered. Bart covered his face. Owen let go and messed up his brother's hair. They walked over to the bleachers and sat down. "How many years has it been?"

Bart swallowed hard and took a deep breath. "Twenty years today," Bart replied. Owen frowned and nodded.

"I'm sorry I made you cry, but it looked like you needed it," Owen apologized, "Our mom texted me last night telling me it was a weird time for you and Thad. She wasn't specific, but I put two and two together. Something told me you'd be out here."

"How'd you know?" Bart asked.

"Because it's where I'd be," Owen replied. He glanced at Bart. "Feel like skipping today? We can go somewhere... Just the three of us."

Bart nodded. "You can invite Axel too," Bart mumbled. Owen chuckled.

"I think he'd like that," Owen whispered, "What was your dad's favorite food? Like his absolute favorite dish?"

"Owen, what happened to your adoptive parents?" Bart asked innocently. Owen chewed his lip.

"They went on a date one night, the building caught fire, and they got trapped inside... They said they'd only be gone two hours... Three tops," Owen answered.

"I'm sorry," Bart apologized. Owen shrugged and offered him a solemn smile.

"I never would've found you guys if that didn't happen to me... Now I've got two little brothers, and I met my birth mom," Owen replied. Bart smiled and sniffed.

Owen's phone rang. "Sorry, hold on, Bart..." Owen answered his phone and took a breath. "Hey, Axe," Owen whispered.

"Owen, where are you?" Axel asked.

Owen scratched his head. "I'm at the track... You okay?" Owen asked.

"Are you busy? I wanted to talk to you. About the whole moving-in thing?" Axel asked. Owen frowned.

"Please don't give me any bad news, Axe—."

"No, no. I'm moving in. I am, but I wanted to know if I could move in sooner," Axel interrupted. Owen smiled. "But I need you right now..." Owen's smile faded, and he looked over at Bart.

"Send me your location right now. I'll come and get you," Owen replied.

Axel started hyperventilating and burst into tears. "Owen—."

"Your location, Axel," Owen half-yelled. Bart's eyes widened, and he sat up straight.

"What's wrong?" Bart asked. Owen started pacing.

Owen's phone made a high-pitched ding. "Owen, I'm sorry that I broke our promise... I'm so sorry, but—."

"I'm on my way right now," Owen replied, "Stay there." He ran to the parking lot, and Bart hopped up and followed him. Owen got in his car, and Bart got in with him. "Bart, you don't have to come—."

"We're family," Bart replied.

"You're with your brother?" Axel asked.

"Don't worry about it, Axe. I'm coming for you. Stay there," Owen replied as he put the phone on speaker. "Talk to me, Axe."

"Owen, I'm so sorry. Please don't be mad—."

"It's good. It's fine," Owen interrupted, "What happened? Take me through it. I can help you."

Axel sobbed. "No, I messed up... I messed—."

"We've been through a lot, and I've never gotten mad at you before. Come on, Lollie," Owen reassured him, "I'm a few minutes from your place. Wait on me... Alright. Take a breath and talk me through it."

Axel took a few labored breaths while Owen sped down the road to Axel's apartment. "I hate him so much, Owen. He deserved it," Axel replied, still crying softly. "I wanted to hurt him, Owen... I wanted to ruin him. I may or may not have-. Owen, listen—."

"Did you hurt him?" Owen asked seriously. "Axel, please tell me you didn't hurt him—."

"Three thousand in property damage," Axel replied. Owen let out a laugh. "You're not mad?"

"I'm stressed about how I'm gonna come up with fifteen hundred to keep you out of jail, but I think I can figure something out. This is no big deal. How'd you do it?" Owen asked.

"Time released paint bomb," Axel mumbled. Owen pulled over and fell into a fit of laughter. "Owen, if you wanna yell at me—."

"Axel, this is part of your charm," Owen smiled, "You're a pain in the ass... But you're my pain in the ass."

Axel let out a relieved laugh. "Owen, I'll pay you back as soon as I get enough—."

"Don't worry about it... I think I figured out how to get all the money together, but you're not gonna like it. You alright until I get there?" Owen asked. Axel made an affirmative noise. "I've always got you, don't I? Don't I?"

"You've always got me," Axel replied. Owen hung up, messed up Bart's hair, and drove toward Axel's place. Bart smiled at the affectionate gesture.

"How are you gonna get the money?" Bart asked.

Owen's smile faded. "I'm gonna pay rent this month. Then I gotta tell my landlord I'm out at the end of the month and spend my deposit and what I saved up for the following month on whatever Axe screwed up. I think that'd be three thousand altogether," Owen replied. Bart frowned. "I'll be alright, Bart... I've done stuff like this before."

Bart shook his head and called a number on his phone. "Hi, Mom—."

"Bart, no—!"

"Mom, you said if we ever needed anything to call you," Bart paused, "You meant that, right?"

"Bart, I swear to G—! Bart! Hang up right now!" Owen warned him. Bart put the phone on speaker.

"Mom, Owen needs your help, but he's afraid to ask you," Bart explained as he fought Owen off. "And he's about to do something really stupid—."

"Mom, ignore him. Ignore him. He's overreacting. I'm fine. Everything's—."

"Stop," Meloni replied sternly without raising her voice, "Owen. I have three sons. I've helped Bart and Thad out of some insane fixes. Let me help you. Let me be your mom too."

Owen sighed. "Would you mind if I came to stay with you for a few months? Axe and I can pay rent if—."

"Owen, why didn't you ask her for the mon—." Owen shook his head.

"I would love for you to move in... Of course, you can move in. And don't even think about paying rent," Meloni replied, "Don't worry about anything. You've been taking care of yourself for so long. Let someone else care for you for a change."

Owen ran a hand over the bottom half of his face as tears filled his eyes. "Yeah, okay. Thanks, Mom... I promise we won't give you any trouble. I know we don't know each other yet, but—."

"We're family," Meloni replied, "I love you, boys... And try to stay out of trouble. Okay?"

"Love you, Mom," Bart and Owen replied in unison.

Meloni hung up, leaving Bart and Owen near-speechless. "Bart, why would you do that?" Owen asked.

"Because we're brothers, and you weren't gonna ask her... Why didn't you ask for the money?" Bart questioned. "And where were you gonna stay if not with Mom?"

"Axe and I have been in situations like this before. We've made it on our own... But I guess I owe you a thank you—."

"No, you don't. Mom's happy, you're gonna have a place to stay, and this way, Thad and I still have you around," Bart interrupted. Owen smiled and blinked away his tears. "You'll fit right in. None of us know how to ask for help."

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vicesvsvirtuesfanfic · 2 years

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So, I was in Paris for the convention when we found out about the cancellation of JATP.

Kenny admitted he'd known about a week, but wanted to tell the cast face to face. They all got together on the Friday evening for dinner, and that's when the cast found out. The day before they were due to meet 100s of fans.

Watching them all on stage getting upset because fans were crying was heartbreaking. Especially Jadah and Madison. Those girls broke my damn heart, but I was able to give them both a hug as a momma of a child the same age. Seeing Charlie unable to speak because he was trying not to openly cry in front of us all was so hard, and Sacha was such a sweetheart during his speech about the show, the cast, and the fans allowing him to finally own his own style and sense of self.

Kenny said he doesn't want to let the show die because of us.

From what I've been able to glean, Netflix didn't know how to market the show. Kenny and the writers originally wanted to aim it at an older demographic, but Netflix felt they needed something aimed at younger viewers. But they didn't just get young fans. That gave them marketing issues.

I overheard Owen telling a fan who was getting his autograph that the Willex hug outside the Orpheum was originally written as a kiss, but 'it didn't work'. Not sure if that was the writers or Netflix's decision.

All I know is that show with such amazing representation has been cancelled and it's heartbreaking for those fans who identify with the Latina lead, the amazingly supportive African American best friend, the anxiety riddled gay man who has supportive friends, the characters who have lost parents, the characters who have lost the love of their life. And Netflix doesn't care.

This petition has over 136,000 signatures. Will it work? No one knows, but we need to try something. We need to be able to say we tried.

#jatp #julie and the phantoms #juliemolina #sunset curve #luke patterson #reggie peters #alex mercer #willie #willex #juke #jukebox #save jatp

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tarlos-spain · 2 years

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How much pain I can take

Fandom: 911 Lone Star

Characters: Carlos Reyes, TK Strand, Owen Strand, the 126 family, Andrea Reyes, Gabriel Reyes

Pairing: Carlos Reyes/TK Strand

Summary: After receiving the news of his mother's death, TK feels the ground disappearing from under his feet, but the consequences are greater than he imagined.

Notes: This story begain as a 3x07 Coda, and I know probaby the path I'm taking is not the same that the show is taking, but I really loved to explore the idea of TK and Carlos becoming suddenly parents

Chapter 02

"Hello, tiger."

"Hi, baby."

"How are you? Shit...what a stupid question. I can imagine how you are, but..."

"It's okay. Actually, it's like I'm completely anesthetized. I don't feel anything, I don't... I don't know how to feel."

"Yeah, that's normal... Wow, again I'm pretending I know how you feel right now."

TK burst out laughing and imagined how bad Carlos was having it on the other end of the phone.

"I love you so much, Carlos. I shouldn't have told you to stay in Austin." The laughter immediately turned into a choked cry. "I miss you, I need you by my side."

"I am by your side. On the other end of the phone, but I'm with you, for whatever you need. If you want me to hang up, I'll hang up. If you want us to talk all day, I'm here for you."

"I know, I know, baby. It's just that I want to cry, but I don't know how, and it's hard to move my legs, to think, to breathe. I don't know what to do."

"You're in shock, my love, it's normal. Everything you're feeling is completely normal."

"I just want it to pass."

"It will pass. When you're ready, it will happen."

"Promise me."

"I promise you, sweetheart, I promise you. Now, take as much time as you need, I'm going to be here, the team is going to be here. Your family... Shit, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that... I meant..."

"I miss you all; at home, with you, this would be so much easier... It wouldn't be, but... Tell me I can cry, tell me I can say goodbye to my mother, Carlos, tell me that when I cry because she won't be at our wedding, because she won't see us say I do and she won't meet her grandchildren... Tell me it's all normal."

"It's all normal. What you feel and what you don't."

"Can you tell me every day?"

"Every day, as long as you need to hear it."

"I have to go, my mother's and Enzo’s lawyer are here for the will." Carlos heard him groan and squeezed the phone hard, feeling guilty for not being there with his boyfriend. "I'll call you back as soon as we're done. I hope I can catch a plane back tomorrow... My father wants us to stop by her house...but I can't...I can't go there, not now."

"Don't worry about anything, love. I've taken the day off to be available at all times."

"Have I told you yet that I love you?"

"Yes, but it always sounds special."

"I love you, Carlos."

"And I love you, TK."

TK thought that being at the funeral of his mother and the man who had raised him as a second father would be the worst moment of his life. Receiving condolences from people he didn't know, people who claimed to be his mother's friends, co-workers, even family he had never seen before.

People from the temple came up, all strangers to TK. All with kind words about his mother, words of encouragement, affection and support. Words coming from people he would never see again.

And TK thought that putting his mother and Enzo in the ground would be the worst thing. TK thought that the pain he felt inside and dared not release would be the worst feeling imaginable.

Of course, when you haven't been through something like that, you don't know how you're going to react, you don't know what to expect or when to expect it, and when the worst comes, when the pain decides to explode inside you, the world comes crashing down on you.

When that happened, TK had buried his mother and Enzo and thought, foolishly on his part, that the worst was really over. Only the worst hadn't come yet, because neither Owen nor he was prepared for what was coming next.

Owen knew Sarah Lennon, the lawyer who delivered Gwyneth's will to them; she was a friend of his ex-wife's from college and had been close to them throughout the funeral.

They had set up a room in the law office where Gwyneth had worked to hold the meeting because TK didn't have the strength to go to his mother's house.

As soon as she walked in, Sarah hugged TK and gave him a big kiss on the cheek.

Keep reading on AO3

#9 1 1 lone star #lonestar #Post 3x07 #TK is grieving #Tarlos #Tarlos become a family #Our control freak has lost control #Papa Owen #TK becomes a dad #Carlos becomes a dad

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karlajoyner · 3 years

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Sick (Charlie Gillespie x Reader)

A/n: Hey guys I hope you guys enjoy this one! I'm currently trying to work on the requests I have to get done but I somewhat have a good idea on how I want a lot of them to go....now I just need to write them. Also I do have a taglist if you wanna be added to it. Okay byeee!!

Requested by: @riverdalefan2019 (Tumblr)

Warnings: None

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I made my way into my shared apartment after a long day at work, exhausted after spending hours treating patients.

Immediately spotting a note on the countertop. A small smile formed on my face as I recognized the chicken scratch written on it.

"I tried to stay awake my love but I was just too tired. Don't hesitate to wake me up if you want to feel loved and appreciated!

~ Charlie

I read quietly taking a look at the clock. 3:34am. He had a whole weekend to make me feel loved and appreciated as did I.

Deciding on letting him rest I removed my coat and shoes leaving them by the door before making my way into our shared bedroom.

I turned on the bedside lamp, straight away spotting my boyfriends body under the covers.

I sighed contently moving over to my dresser to grab a pair of pajamas when I heard the sheets begin to shuffle.

"Y/n?" A raspy voice called out to me.

"Babe. Did I wake you?" I asked worriedly pulling out a pair of silk pajama shorts and a cami. Placing them at the top of the dresser.

"No, no I was having trouble sleeping" He coughed sitting up. I turned around getting a good look at his disheveled appearance. A frown forming on my face. "Are you okay?" I questioned grabbing my scrubs from my bag and dumping them into the dirty clothes.

"I'm fine just a little tired is all. How was your shift at the hospital?"

"It wasn't too bad today. I'm just glad I have a whole weekend to recover before going back" I said watching him lean against the headboard. Slowly closing his eyes and reopening them.

"Are you sure your okay Charlie?"

"I'm fine"

"Yeah well as a nurse, I'm fine isn't gonna cut it for me"

"Don't go all professional on me now" He teased as I walked over to my work bag.

"I kinda have to it's my job as your girlfriend who works with sick people everyday. I have to make sure your not contagious" I spoke walking over to him.

"How've you been feeling?" I asked placing a hand on his forehead.

"Tired"

"Does your head hurt?"

"A bit" He sniffled. Stuffy nose.

"Open" I spoke taking a look into his mouth.

"How do your muscles feel?" I spoke putting the popsicle stick I had used in a ziplock bag to throw away.

"You tell me baby" He joked flexing his arm.

"Charles"

"Fine. Sorry. They're actually a little weak" I sighed sticking a thermometer in his mouth.

"I missed you" He tried to speak reaching his hand out to take mine. I quickly retracted it watching hurt take over his face.

"Baby I love you but your sick" I explained hearing the thermometer beep.

"I don't think I'm sick"

"Really? Cause this thermometers telling me you've got the flu"

"I do?"

"Yup. Which means your on bedrest until you get better"

"Nope. There's no way that's gonna happen"

"And why not?"

"Because we've had this whole weekend planned out with fun activities for weeks and I'm not gonna let a little cold ruin that"

"It's not a little cold it's the flu. And I'm sure we can find another free weekend to lounge around all day and watch movies"

"We we're gonna do other stuff too" He pouted.

"Save it Charlie. You are not doing anything that doesn't involve you laying in this bed" He seemed to perk up at my suggestion a smirk forming on his face.

"No. Not that either" I spoke a pout taking over his face.

"But-"

"No buts. You need rest"

"I can't. I've been tossing and turning all night. Can we cuddle?" I internally groaned looking at the digital clock on the bedside table.

"Charlie it's contagious. I can't risk getting sick" My heart broke as I watched sadness wash over his face.

"But I wanna cuddle"

"If you feel any better tomorrow. We can cuddle. Until then I've got to sleep on the couch tonight"

"Your not even gonna sleep with me" He complained.

"Get some rest" I said placing my hand on his cheek feeling him lean into my touch.

"I love you" I smiled sweetly at him.

"I love you too Y/n" he croaked out coughing afterwards.

"Night Charlie"

"Goodnight baby" He called out after me.

I woke up to sound of my alarm ringing. Wanting nothing more than to sleep for just a few more hours.

Unfortunately enough I had a sick boyfriend to tend to so I quickly got up, going to put a chicken soup on the stove. Just the way he liked it.

"Charlie" I sang entering the room to see a scatter of tissues around the bed.

"We ran out of tissues so I had to grab toilet paper. He sniffled holding up a roll of new toilet paper.

"I take it your not feeling any better?" I asked putting down the tray of soup on the dresser.

"Nope. I think it got worse. Which sucks cause now I can't kiss you"

"We have plenty of time for that later" I spoke tucking him back in.

"I brought you soup"

"Thank you for taking care of me"

"Of course baby. You know? We could still have a great weekend" I said picking up the dirty tissues and throwing them into the trash bin in the corner of the room.

"How?" Charlie asked blowing on the soup.

"We could watch some movies later in the living room. We'll just sit on different couches" I suggested.

"Sounds good?"

"Sounds amazing beautiful" He spoke in a groggy voice.

It had been a few hours of Charlie laying in bed while I did some online shopping enjoying the peace and silence in the apartment.

The two of us sharing small talk bringing up memories from the day we first met, to our first date, to the present day.

"Baby!" Charlie called out to me.

"Yes Charles" I toyed with the boy spinning around on the armchair at the desk.

"Can we watch movies now? I'm tired of laying here"

"Yes" I answered watching a smile form on his face.

I sighed settling down onto the couch watching as my boyfriend scrolled through the endless movies on Netflix.

"What do you wanna watch?"

"The notebook"

"Do you wanna see me cry woman?" He asked exasperatedly making me giggle.

"Awww your such a softie" I said watching him put the movie on anyways.

"I am not"

"Sure Charlie" I laughed once more as the movie started.

I looked over at my boyfriend to see him attempting to get comfortable. Rolling my eyes I got up to sit next to him.

"Come on" I said patting my lap.

"Really?" He asked making me nod.

"What if I get you sick?"

"Then I'll take a couple days off work. No biggie"

"You'd do that for me?"

"Of course you big dummy" He grinned at my response placing his head on my lap. Immediately getting comfortable with a blanket on his body.

"I love you" He muttered.

"I love you too Charlie" I whispered contently running my fingers through his hair as the first movie of the night played.

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Jenna Coleman's interview for The Laterals

Several months ago, Jenna was interviewed for The Laterals magazine, and I saw the interview for the first time today. Below, I will summarize some of the main points that she has not talked about before:

About what she has been up to recently:

I actually came out to the countryside [The Cotswolds] a few months ago. I’m surrounded by nature, which is an absolute blessing. I mean, I don’t know how you found it; how to not make each day feel like a Groundhog Day, when all of time melts into one during a strange lockdown. I’ve been forcing myself to go out for really long walks, just to try and formulate some form of structure in a day. Also, just holed up at home, doing lots of reading and "lockdown-ness".

Where I am in particular, it was like full-on Winter Wonderland, which was beautiful. But also, I went and drove over a massive rock, and burst my tire! It got me thinking that I need to get more practical with countryside living, you know, change the tire, get better at making fires, and a bit more DIY.

She was asked what she read recently:

I've been reading a real mixed bag of stuff. I actually just finished Where the Crawdads Sing by Delia Owens, and I've been mixing that up with Carl Jung, and looking at psychology, which is something that I've never picked up before.

Wow, that sounds heavy!

Yeah, it is quite heavy (laughs), which is why you definitely need to mix it up.

About working with Tahar Rahim, she said:

It was really easy with Tahar, mainly because he’s an incredible actor. Our instincts and our way of working were Very similar. It was a real ease into the relationship, because there was instantly a great deal of trust, and with that trust comes the kind of safety to really explore—I suppose, it is the best feeling you could ever feel as an actor. That's what I loved about working with Tahar, there was this incredibly exciting feeling of experimentation. He would always go, “give me one for free,” and what he'd do on the one for free would completely surprise you, playing the entire scene differently. It was simple with Tahar, and it was pretty inspiring every day.

What she did to lighten the mood between takes:

Bangkok kind of does that for you. I feel like Bangkok is the other huge character in the series. There was something about theenergy and the freneticism of the city: the heat, and the smell, and the textures of the city... | think it helped us create the world of the hedonistic environment, and the feeling of freedom in the 1970s. Like, the market scenes weren't set up; we just arrived one day and did our shoot—it’s the real life world around us, which I felt really imbued this series with that energy. So, yeah, anything dark, we weren't able to stew in it for too long, because the city is so alive; there are distractions as soon as you cut.

About what method she uses to choose her roles, which are all so very different from one another:

Well, I wouldn't even say that there's a particular method. Sometimes, it's about which script lands on your desk at which time. I'm very instinctive from the page - it takes so much commitment every time. You have to really find those strong instincts when it comes to finding the right next thing. However, it's hard to be brave as well, in terms of the decision-making, because often, it means you have to turn things down to wait for the right thing, which is scary.

That being said, repetition is uninteresting to me, and playing someone close to myself, I don't enjoy so much either. Like, I didn't want to go near a green screen for a while after Doctor Who. Then, I did Victoria three weeks after I left, and I've never really allowed myself to explore other characters and stories. Not to mention, after The Cry, I didn't want to touch another psychological thriller, and I was getting so many of those parts. So, there was a definite craving for me to have different experiences. I feel that so much of the beauty and the challenge come from trying to understand someone else's psychology; trying to inhabit someone that you don't understand from the outset, or feels far away from you - that's always a real draw in for me.

How playing a real-life character differs from playing a fictional one:

About what differs between her preparation to play real-life characters, and fictional ones:

If you're working from a book or an adaptation, you have to build your own life around all those tiny details. With Marie-Andrée and Queen Victoria, I've almost been able to get to know them like companions, I seem to have been playing characters with diaries, which are such amazing research to dig into, just to read their own handwritten words. When I was younger, I loved history so much. For Victoria, when I walk around Kensington Palace, you can imagine Queen Victoria running down the steps in her shoes. You can stand at the moment, where she locked eyes with Albert, and saw him for the first time ever. You can exist in that space. Then being in Bangkok for The Serpent, and trying on wigs for Marie-Andrée, or when you're on the run with [Charles] in the car … I do love playing real people; I mean, I'd be terrified to play a real person if they were still alive (laughs). But I love delving into the research, and recreating something that really happened. There’s something about your imagination really coming to life; it just feels really exciting somehow.

When asked if she has gotten tired of being recognized as Clara Oswald, more than 5 years after she left the show, she said:

Yeah, I know! It’s gone really quick (laughs). But I’m really proud of Doctor Who. I feel like I’ve joined a family, and that never does go away.

And about appearing in the 50th anniversary of Doctor Who she said:

Yeah, I feel like I came into it at the right time: getting into it with [the late] John Hurt and David [Tennant] in that episode, but also, Matt Smith and Peter Capaldi. It was a playground, where you were able to live in your imagination, with the whimsical big adventure storytelling. I was just talking about it recently, how you take for granted that it’s really normal every day to arrive and film in a spaceship one day, and then in a castle the next, and then you're in the 1920s another day, or in the Victorian era—how quick and fast things change in every episode. There are not many jobs that give you those opportunities. So yeah, it was a really special time, and I'll always have very fond memories of it in my heart.

She was also asked what she enjoyed most about working with Matt Smith and Peter Capaldi, and what her main takeaways were from working with them:

Matt, I have always said, was like working with a tornado, whereas Peter's Doctor very much came into the room. They were both completely different Doctors, but watching how they work with such spontaneity, it was a real privilege every day, being in a rehearsal room with them, and seeing them turn the dialogues in their heads. They have to be so mercurial as The Doctor. Often the dialogue, the way the rhythms are structured, and it's all so kind of bonkers, it's almost like being in the theatre.

It was mainly just them making fun of me like a little sister (laughs). For Matt-this is something that's similar with Tahar as well, he taught me to freefall in every scene. How to throw everything you've prepped before on-set, and just be there and be present, and allow yourself to freefall. I wasn't so used to it at that point [with Matt], but when you do get to that point, it's the most exhilarating part of the job. That was what I often had with Tahar in The Serpent; just being alive. At the same time, when you treat every take like it's the beginning of something that you don't know what happens next, there's that little bit of fear as well. That’s something that Peter taught me a lot: because you don’t know what’s going to happen next, it keeps you present and in the moment.

And finally, Jenna was asked what period of time she has her eyes set on appearing in next, after having already covered so many. Remember that this interview was from early this year, before the announcement of her casting in Klokkenluider, The War Rooms, and The Sandman. She didn't want to talk about any of them yet, so went back to her standard answer:

Um, I don’t know. I want escapism right now, something mythical or imaginary. I’ve never really done that, actually. Something like a mythology series or—where else do I want to be? I think, Cleopatra, the Roman times, somewhere like that.

Please, can someone make a show about Cleopatra, and cast Jenna in the role?

#jenna coleman #jenna louise coleman #the laterals #interview #photoshoot #the serpent #netflix #doctor who #the cry #cleopatra

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First of all!! Loved the MoU fic update! left you a comment on AO3 and all. 10/10 ratings haha.

Secondly, moving countries is great you should try if you ever get a chance. I've always wanted to do that and jumped in on the first opportunity I got to make that dream come true, and I recgozine how lucky I am to be able to do so. It's definitely not easy but I'd do it again if I could (in true sag fashion 😎 haha). Where would you want to live? You ever been outside the UK?

Hahaha you and I in a team would be a nightmare to play against I think. Oh come on you absolutely do not deserve people questioning your intelligence! I like to play dumb in addition to the taunting so people underestimate me, they never see it coming when I win. They never see the cheating coming either, my friends are always shocked when they find out, but I do it almost every single time! 😂 I'm competitive too but I like to play it cool especially If I lose I'll be like "it's just a game calm down yall" but if I win I'm like "in your face losers!" (very mature I know).

I love your drunken story, though does sound like it was very dangerous so I'm glad nothing bad happened to you two! Ah I love yalls nordern accent (me and everyone in this fandom 😂) haha your friend's sense of humor is golden.👌 I'm glad you enjoyed my worst drunken experience, that was the last time I did something like that, I felt bad bc my best friend had to take care of me the whole night and you're right she should've told me it was just a rock! Lucky you you didn't get a hangover the day after, I certainly regretted drinking too much that night however fun it might have been haha.

Like I said before your niece is a really cool kid haha I'm glad you have someone to talk to about Bly Manor, don't know anyone who watches the show and my friends don't like scary stuff so I have to talk to myself about it 😂 and now you! Thank you for entertaining me ;) and I only watch the parts I really like now, I'm tired of crying every time I watch the whole show haha.

Do you do random accents really badly like Dani too? 😂 it is kinda funny your mom said it like that yeah hahaha maybe she just meant the good bits? And I mean, do you think you need help? Lol

I have a sneak peek of that damie fanart here, don't think I'll ever finish it tho. I want to do a medieval AU inspired fanart. Maybe it will also inspire someone to pick up the idea and write it haha.

How's your weekend been so far? My neighbor is making me watch Grey's Anatomy season (???) 500 idk but I wish I was reading that pirate AU instead 😂

Awwh thank you so much!! I will get around to replying to the comment on AO3 tomorrow when I reply to the others I've had a very busy day today though so haven't even had chance to read any comments yet but thank you so much for giving it a 10/10!! I wanna do it as soon as I get chance but I know it's gonna be hard and that I am gonna need a bit more money behind me first but I definitely wanna do it when I can... yeah I've been out of the UK twice- one time I went to France for the weekend when I was doing my A Levels and was like 17 the college I was studying at took some of the art kids and since I was doing a photography A Level I got to go and then a couple of years ago I went to LA for a few weeks which was great but I've never been out of the UK for longer than that!! A nightmare for everyone else but it would be hilarious for us I just know it would haha... I sometimes do I have said some dumb things, I actually used one of my dumber moments as a funny little story in one of my fics- people still laugh at me now for what I said and it's been 10 years... my roommate will not let me live it down!! See surprising people that way is always brilliant like when people just expect you to lose and then you win? That's the best kind of win in my eyes!! I don't cheat at games I am just ridiculously competitive and can't stand losing unless it's something like a video game I am okay with losing those but board games I can't stand losing and I am also a terrible winner my roommate won't play games with me anymore!! I can't say anything about anyone being that kind of a winner because I know I am and one of my sister's is terrible too we literally make a song and dance over winning Oh it was so dangerous and we were so dumb to do it like anything could've happened and we both sit and look back at that and go "man we were dumb" but I also sit and go "oh my god she's gonna be a mum in like 4 months" because we've done some crazy / stupid stuff!! My roommate is without a doubt one of the funniest people I have ever met and she's not afraid to tell it how it is... I'll admit because I have a Northern accent Jamie is like the only character on Bly Manor to not have an accent to me so when I hear people talking about her accent I'm always a little like "what?" Because to me that's just how people talk around here haha I did enjoy your drunken story and honestly we've all been there I have had to be taken care of on more than one occasion for being too drunk like to the point of people having to help me into my pyjamas and everything I've been in some bad ways haha!! She should've definitely told you it was just a rock and not a turtle!! Yeah I've only had one hangover and that was after a night of drinking where I blacked out and don't remember any of the night!! Yeah the night of the drinking is always fun- the hangover isn't though and often makes you wonder if it was worth it haha She's so cool like genuinely just a cool and funny kid and she just asks all the questions about shows she's watched so with me its Bly Manor with her mum and dad it's Stranger Things she asked me about it once but I had to tell her I'd never watched it she didn't seem impressed but yeah I'll talk to her about Bly Manor any day of the week- and you too now honestly I will talk about it to anyone that will listen... I can't not watch it all if I watch it because there's just so much about it that I love even if it makes me cry... episodes 4,6, and 8 are my favourites though and are probably the ones I have watched the most!! Yeah I do random accents all the time and they're always terrible but I always find myself really funny- I had this friend at Uni that had a slight southern English accent because he had spent most of his childhood there before moving up north and he still said certain words in a southern accent and I used to do his accent all the time but it was always terrible!! Oh yeah my mum is pretty blunt with stuff like she'll say things sometimes without thinking about how it sounds that or she just doesn't care like she's said

somethings haha I am sure she did mean the Dani thing in a nice way though because she said she liked her- Dani and Owen were her favourites and I mean some help for me wouldn't be a terrible thing I'll admit haha That fan art is incredible!! Like seriously amazing!! I would love to see some medieval fan art for Damie!! I have been sent a few medieval prompts for Damie and I have started writing some of them but it's taking time to actually get full chapters together but once I have and once I have more time from wrapping up other WIPs I'll make a start on editing and uploading those because medieval stuff is always great!! It's been good thank so far today I went to a little beach town with my mum, 2 of my sisters their partners and two of my nieces (my cool niece was one of them… not that my other niece isn’t cool but you know what I mean) and me, my two brother in laws, and my nieces all played a game of crazy golf while my mum and sisters went to a cafe and had cups of tea... they didn't wanna play with us but we still had fun while we played (I came second which I was very happy with)!! I hope you enjoy Grey's Anatomy and that you get chance to read the pirate AU soon!! It's soo good!! ☺️

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You definitely don't need to apologize for that 😆 I do that too...

For me it's different cause I love the horror genre. Like not this random, boring clichee sort of horror but this really subtle and deep horror like in Hill House. I'm a huge fan of it. For me it wasn't really important what's it about, I just wanted to continue this anthology.

A lot of people say that honestly 🤔 it's different when you watch Bly first and then Hill House. But they both have a lot of similarities and I love that.

She is! And it's for sure that most of the time where people were going through a traumatic childhood, they turned out to be assholes. Like we have an example right next to Jamie on the same show - Peter. He went through that as a kid and he turned out to be abusive and toxic, mostly. So it's great to see that there's a different way to go with that or to deal with everything Jamie had to deal with as a kid and how she turned out to be as an adult.

So yeah that's really nice to see that people aren't the way you first think they are by how they act, you just need to get to know them and we did after her fantastic speech. I can't tell you how often I watched that because its one of my favorite scenes in the whole season. She definitely is one of the most important characters on the show. It's also a beautiful reference to how a flower needs it time to bloom and so do people, like you said.

I mean she's definitely holding herself back a bit, and she tries to wrap her flirting and overall conversations with Dani up with humor. I think that's a great way of showing someone you really care about them without being too forward. So yeah I agree with you on that she would make a move if she'd be completely sure that's it okay for Dani too. But she would definitely do it in a Jamie - like - way 😂 like acting all cool and being funny yk

Dani is bold af 😆 like she has shown us that so many times and it is refreshing to see. Cause if I'm being honest I didn't think of her that way when I first saw her. I thought she's cute and all but when I first got to know her backstory a bit I immediately changed my mind. Also the scene she had with Henry at the bar was bold af, I'd have never done that for sure 😅

And then everything that happens around her at Bly and with Jamie, no doubt at all.

Haha I had to laugh when Jamie said "who the hell knew" 😂 that was awesome and also gave Dani a feeling of relief. That was the first time she expressed her feelings, her real feelings, to someone she likes so much and no one blamed her for that.

I guess you can see it both ways. I hated how they decided to end it, like they just gave us all and then in the end they took it all away 😪 just seeing how Dani sacrificed herself and then no one even remembered her and she just has no choice but going to Bly again and die there, it was so hard to watch and to accept. And there's Jamie, alone, with just the memories of Dani and she keeps waiting for her to return till the end... that's just heartbreaking and I need to hold back myself from crying every time I even think about it.

It is a masterpiece, no doubt, but I just wish they would let them finally be happy for the rest of their days.

Yeah that's the thing when you watch Bly first I guess 😅 I knew Victoria will be in season 2, too. So I wasn't as surprised about it, but the fact that she played Nell just makes it change a bit. She nails playing those characters with real struggles and she brings them to life in a way I've never seen anybody do it 💯 her microexpressions are so spot on, like I don't even know what to say about it. These two characters are stucked in my head too. Dani a bit more than Nell but that's just because it's so long ago when I watched Hill House.

I mean definitely! I hope Amelia stays on the horror path that would be great for me 😂 also same here, I won't watch YOU I don't know why but it's probably the show in general seems to be not really my thing 😕 unfortunately I have to say...cause i don't get to see Victoria

I really hope they bring them both back to The Haunting Series, I'd love to see Amelia back there and Victoria too 👌 but I guess we have to wait a long time for that

We goin’ under the cut again because this one is also long, my friend haha

A horror two-timer such as myself really doesn’t have any other opinion other than the ones I’ve seen: Bly is and feels more gothic, whereas Hill House is more... I guess classically horror. They are both fantastic, and tbh I had no idea this is what horror does. I’d never looked into horror as a way of expanding the story, and Mike and his team had done that beautifully with The Haunting. Hours after I’d published the ask it occurred to me that the answer was so engrossed with Dani and Jamie that I’d completely forgotten to write about Peter lol whoops. He and Jamie are really two opposites of the spectrum. And in episode 7, I get that the whole deal for that is to get a better insight into his background, and what shapes him and what made him the way that he is. I enjoyed it as a casual watcher, and I liked OJC’s portrayal of him, but to be completely honest, I left that episode with very little added empathy for him. I’ve seen people like him enough both in real life and in fictional portrayals. I know what it’s like to be in the presence of people like him, and it is not in any way pleasant. So yeah, Peter, as this post so eloquently put it, can choke.

Jamie on the other hand... 🥰 Have I mentioned I love her? Lemme just say it again, just because.

Re: “I’m so glad you stayed” scene: That whole tracking shot... ugh, it just gives me goosebumps. I have seen it more than once and every time I need the scene for GIFs or anything, I’d always watch from the moment Owen’s car drives away. These two smol wives own my heart and my soul, and I love them a lot a lot.

Re: the ending Completely understand where you’re coming from, and it’s not something that I can casually think about or even try to sit with without some sort of mental preparation -- like taking a deep breath before you go for a deep dive. It still hurts, I still get sad and cry about the way their story had to end. But, that being said, to me it doesn’t feel like a disservice to their journey. It wasn’t done just for the sake of dramatization, or to show any kind of... hidden morality message, or anything like that. There’s no agenda to the story, is maybe a more succinct way of putting it. Just like any other couples we would see on screen, it treats them with respect. I think we all wish, deep down inside, that they would be able to shake off The Lady and live their best lives, but... I don’t know. Personally, I don’t think it would’ve stayed or created this big of an impact if they were to just ride off into the sunset together.

Another thing to add is how good Bly is at exaggerating and amplifying aspects of real life and making it to be an element of the story. Some people forget you, some people will always wait for you and want to be with you. Some things, you do without thinking and it becomes a habit. Sometimes you lose yourself. Sometimes you’re stuck in circumstances or places you don’t really want to be in, but have to due to obligations and responsibilities. Some places really do have a pull of their own. Sometimes people love wrong, and it consumes you. Sometimes people love right, and it saves you. Maybe that’s just me and my takeaway from it, though. Last time I said Bly has changed the course of my 2020, and by that I mean that it’s taught me to have feelings again, to re-examine things, to care. And I just... love this series. Sadness and all.

MOVING ON 😆 I bow to Victoria. Ari ( @camhowes ) was the one who encouraged me to watch Bly in the first place, and so naturally once I started Hill House I messaged her and said, “I can’t believe Dani and Nell are played by THE SAME ACTRESS???????????” My freak out over her is not over yet, and I am begging anyone to let her be in all the things. I’ll fucking watch it (again... other than You) The way Nell breaks my heart... One of my friends who’s been a long Hill House champ has repeatedly said to me that Theo is the most fascinating sibling, and while I agree to a certain extent... Nell has my heart.

When it comes to Netflix’s You... to be completely blunt, a story that is pitched as “stalker man show, he kills people” is just not gonna appeal to me in general. No offense to anyone but there are just too many men I do not give a squat about. I don’t know if my resolve with this show will change. There’s been a couple sets of Love Quinn that I’ve seen (when she goes to the market in a beanie, or when she’s cooking and baking and drinking wine, or when she apparently went full on revenge baking mode) that are intriguing and is chipping away at my resolve, but... yeah, for the moment, I’m staying away from that series.

And I’m just gonna put a thought out into the universe, that if Miss Amelia Eve is hiring anyone to help her with her dog-walking business, I am available and can start ASAP.

#ask #anonymous #it's another long one folks #thobm asks

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