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starcrossedxwriter · 1 year

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Oscars Night Part 2 (MBJ x Famous Black OC)

A/N: So we got Michael's Oscar win… here's Charlotte's! A little fluff and smut with our favs. This gif has nothing to do with the Oscars but he looks damn good so here we are… Enjoy!

Warning: Smut

“And here we have the insanely gorgeous star of the night, Mrs. Charlotte Elsbeth Jordan. Mrs. Jordan, how are you feeling?”

Charlotte slid her hand into Michael Strahan’s as he politely helped her step up onto the platform for her pre-show interview at the 90th Academy Awards. Her stylist had gone for full glam with her outfit, it was a bit more dramatic than she would usually go for but it hit the mark and clearly was a showstopper, which was exactly what Law believed she should be for the night. However, without her husband’s usual arm to steady her, she questioned how she even made it this far down the carpet by herself.

“I am doing amazing, thank you! So excited to be here.” She offered him and the camera a dazzling white smile, which expertly hid the massive waves of anxiety crashing over her.

Her eyes carefully examined the chaotic terrain of the red carpet and wondered silently how her peers sauntered down these red carpets with such ease and confidence. It was certainly not her first award show, it was not even her first time at the Oscars. It was, however, her first time as a nominee and she felt like a fawn testing out its wobbly new legs for the first time. Despite all the award shows and events she had gone to in her career, tonight felt as if she had ascended into a whole new level of terrifying. And it did not help that she had to make it through the evening without the one person who could keep her anxiety in check, the only person who knew the right words to pull her back from the edge of anxiety and doubt.

“Well, first, you look absolutely stunning. Tonight is a huge night for you as a first-time nominee. But it could also be a significant historic night for you and the film industry. You are only one of three women nominated for Best Song and Best Actress in the same year. And you could become the second Black woman to win best actress, and the youngest person to become an EGOT in history. How does that all feel? Are you excited?”

She let out a quick and light chuckle, “No pressure at all, right??” She paused and shrugged. “But honestly, I am trying to not think too much about all of that. I just… I just strive every day to do my best work and be the best vessel for other people’s stories that I can be. Naomi really was the embodiment of that for me. And given the reckoning that is happening across the country, but particularly in our industry over the last few years, I think Naomi’s story is too familiar for far too many people. And it has been great to see the conversations this film has started and how it really centers the journey of survivors. So I am just so proud and honored to be part of it. And while the recognition from my peers this season has been incredible, I am more happy about that. So I’m just looking forward to performing tonight and celebrating the best of the best in our industry. I try not to get too caught up in all the other stuff.”

Her role in the indie film, Bird Set Free, was timely and deeply personal for Charlotte due to her own struggles with abuse. The film tells the story of Naomi, an aspiring songwriter who is assaulted by her boss at her part-time job. The project, loosely based on the screenwriter’s own life, followed Naomi’s journey to recovery and shed real light on the harsh impacts of trauma on survivors. With this role, Charlotte had the rare opportunity to both play the main character and dust off her songwriting skills by contributing to many of the songs showcased throughout the film. As a survivor of abuse herself, Charlotte knew her performance tonight was her moment ensure her performance of “She Used to Be Mine” reflected her character’s and her own experience overcoming trauma. She had poured all that pain from her own journey into that ballad, creating one of her most emotional songs yet.

“That is amazing and we wish you all the best. Before you go, I do have to ask, you are missing the other Michael tonight. I know he is out promoting a little movie folks may not have heard of… just a billion dollar cultural phenomenon.”

Charlotte’s lips curled into a soft smile, her sadness still coloring the edges though she tried to hide it.

“Yes, Michael is promoting Black Panther with the rest of the cast overseas. I am sad my partner in crime isn’t with me but this is a historic moment for him and the entire cast so I couldn’t be prouder. And our marriage works because we both do what we love. So I know he is cheering me on.”

She had repeated that refrain over and over to herself for the last week since Michael revealed he would have to go out of the country to promote the film and would not make it back in time for the Oscars. Work was work and Marvel required a lot of the cast to promote this historic blockbuster. But she would not lie to herself and pretend it was not still disappointing. And while she knew she could not say this to the well-intentioned reporters interviewing her, deep down today only served as a reminder of the downside to being married to a fellow actor: neither of you could be as present as you wanted or should be.

“But,” she continued. “He sent a gorgeous bouquet of flowers and champagne for me and the team while I was getting ready. So if I can’t have him, champagne is a decent replacement.” Her light laughter was cut short by two strong hands wrapping around her waist and settling on her hips, her body pulled back into a familiar embrace.

“Hey honey bee…”

Charlotte whipped around, her legs almost giving out beneath her as she found her husband standing behind her. Her hands immediately ran over his arms as if she had to feel him to believe he was truly there and not a ghost. Tears sprang to her eyes as she drank him in, any and all words stolen right out of her throat.

“W-what…. H-how?” She mumbled as he pulled her into a kiss, her interview long forgotten. The kiss was brief but she felt it, all of his whispers to relax, urges to breathe, and desires for her to enjoy her moment.

Just a moment in his arms made Charlotte feel more at peace than she had been since she woke up this morning. She pulled back from their embrace to study him, her brain still refusing to believe he was really with her and not across the world. She could not stop the wave of lust that hit her as she took in his tux. It baffled her how he always managed to look so damn good.

“Where there’s a will…” he shrugged, smiling down at her and offering her a sly wink. She dabbed her eyes to stop the tears from falling, knowing she would never hear the end of it from her team if she ruined her makeup before the show even started.

“That is just beautiful. Safe to say you are surprised?”

“Yes, 100%! He called me earlier, pretending he was in a whole different time zone,” her tone playfully accusatory as she poked his side. “Usually, I’m pretty hard to get a surprise over on but he definitely got me this time.”

Michael leaned over and offered a quick peck on her nose, Charlotte’s face scrunching up as she blushed.

“You two are definitely going to be relationship goals by the end of the show. Michael, it’s always great to see you and best of luck, Charlotte.”

Given they had not seen much of each other in the last two months since Charlotte was doing Oscar’s press and Michael was promoting the film, the pair found it difficult to keep their hands off each other as they finished the rest of the carpet. With Michael’s calming presence by her side, Charlotte did not desire to rush through the carpet as she normally did. Instead, she savored the moment, posing and grinning and joking with Michael as photographers took their pictures.

Charlotte found it hard not to simply stare at Michael the entire time though. Words could not describe how elated she was to have him there. She could not explain it but the outcome of the evening mattered significantly less to her now that he was by her side. Charlotte was never one to fuss over awards. The only one she had ever truly cared about winning was her Tony. After all, she had risked everything for that shot, a 20% chance at an award she dreamed about since she was old enough to have ambitions.

She wanted the others, aimed for that status of EGOT. But she was young and knew it could take decades to do so. She wanted it, but she also knew this would not be her only chance if it did not work out. That was the reality she chose to remain grounded in. But whatever the outcome, she knew Michael would help her enjoy the night and not obsess over what was to come.

She barely had time to enjoy the first half hour of the show or Michael before she was whisked away from her front row seat to prepare for her performance. This was the only portion of the evening that did not make her nervous. Charlotte’s acting chops were only outdone by her own singing talent. Though she never wanted to a full-time singer, she always gravitated toward roles that allowed her to also sing, which is why musicals were perfect for her. It was as thoughtless as walking or breathing for her to sit at a piano and sing. She just let the words and music consume her, and the audience just melted away like ice on summer day. She could do that in her sleep.

She took one last deep breath before the curtain opened and the spotlight came down on her. She blocked out everyone and everything as she listened to the opening refrain of the song and began to sing. There were no frills or hooks in her performance tonight. It was simply her and an orchestra of all women of color behind her as she sung her heart out. She still remembered the day she wrote this song. She poured out all of the grief and regret she once felt for the pieces of her that died after her ex, the pieces she, at the time, believe she could never get back. She recalled that hopelessness as if it was still part of her, still had its claws so deeply rooted in her soul. She was no longer that woman, but that was who Naomi was when she wrote it and that song represented her and Naomi and countless survivors at their lowest points, when the road to recovery seemed too dark, when all you could do was drown in the regret of the person you weren’t in anymore. It was them at their most vulnerable and Charlotte, ever a performer, showed that with every note.

It was not until the final note played that she came back to reality, her mind unable to ignore the standing ovation and cheers that rung out around her. Her eyes immediately fell to Michael though, whose cheers could be heard above the rest. He gave her a discrete thumbs up and mouthed, “I love you,” as the show went to commercial break and the lights went down.

Like a well-oiled machine, she had no time to rest before she was ushered backstage and back around to her seat before the commercial break ended. She hated that her categories were among the last of the evening. She enjoyed the Oscars but sitting and waiting all night was not her idea of fun. And though it was great to see friends and people she admired win throughout the night, she could not deny that it felt as if she was dragging toward the end of the show.

She rolled her neck and straightened up in her seat as John Legend walked up to the microphone and launched into his scripted speech. His words sounded muffled in her ears as she sat there, unable to register anything. She was sure whatever his spiel was about the importance of music in film was true but now that her category was mere moments away, all the anxiety she had pushed off was crashing over her like a tsunami.

Her mind only checked back into reality when she heard the announcer read her name and heard a few bars from her song in the movie. She instinctively sat up and put a smile on her face, knowing the camera would be on her from that moment forward, win or lose. Her hand sat in Michael’s lap as he held her hand, his thumb rubbing soothing circles in the inside of her wrist, his nonverbal cue to relax. His grip was tight but not unwelcome as she waited to hear if she would make history.

“And the Oscar for Best Song goes to…” Charlotte closed her eyes as she waited with bated breath, the seconds inching by as John opened that damn envelope. “Charlotte Elsbeth Jordan, She Used to Be Mine.”

Charlotte’s face immediately fell into her hands as she heard her name, her shock paralyzing her in her seat. Everyone around her jumped up with loud applause, cheers and whistles filling her ears. It was not until Michael discreetly tugged on her arm that she broke out of her trance and stood up. She hugged him tightly and kissed him before making her way to the stage.

After her quick obligatory hug to John as he handed her the statue, she stood in front of the mic and waited for a moment until the cheers died down. She examined the card in her hand, reading it for a moment.

“Wow… I am honestly just in shock. Literally just wanted to read it to make sure it really said my name,” she chuckled, a few cheers and laughter breaking out as she paused, her brain moving too slow to remember her speech.

“T-this… this is an amazing honor.” Her voice broke slightly as she continued, the weight of this moment starting to truly hit her as she spoke.“T-thank you to the Academy, it is a true honor to be recognized by one’s peers. U-Um, thank you to the entire team that worked on this song with me. It was a blessing and honor to tell this story with you. Thank you to Christina, our amazing screenwriter, for trusting us with this story, for trusting me with your story. I… I can’t think straight and left my notes at my seat so I am saying honor a lot, which is weird,” Charlotte rambled. “And now I’m rambling, everyone who knows me knows how on brand this is. So I will just say apologies to anyone I forgot. But thank you all so much. No song is created alone and I owe this to all of you for pouring your souls into this piece of art.”

“Lastly, to my dad and siblings and my friends, thank you for listening and enduring all the terrible songs I wrote when I was 10. Your unwavering support of my love for music got me here. And to my husband, thank you for all your love and dedication to me and to supporting my dreams. I love you so much. Thank you!”

She lifted the Oscars in the air slightly and smiled before turning to walk off stage. As she passed folks backstage, everyone offered her hugs and congratulations. However, Charlotte barely registered any of it, she just let the PAs guide her where she needed to go to be back in her seat for Best Actress. She still could not believe that had truly happened. Part of her was still waiting for someone to find her and tell her it was a mistake and rip it out of her hands. She was officially an EGOT, something she had always wanted but felt so far out of reach. And it was finally hers.

“See, I told you,” Michael whispered as she settled back into her seat. He brought her hand to his lips, kissing the that held her wedding band. “That’s why I’m always right.

“How could I not know that by now??” She whispered as she leaned over to kiss him on the lips. And he was not wrong, Michael said every day since she was nominated that she would walk away with at least one Oscar tonight. She just had not believed him.

“That’s what I’ve been sayin’ this whole time,” he joked. “An EGOT… man, I’m so proud of you, baby.”

They shared another deep kiss before the lights flickered, signaling that the commercial was over and the cameras were about to roll again. Charlotte’s stomach did backflips as she watched Mahershala Ali walk up to the mic. This was the award that would truly determine how she felt about this historic night. Of the two awards she was nominated for, this was the one that held more weight to her. She was proud to win Best Song, but Charlotte was the most critical of her acting. It was the craft she had to go to school for, study, and train to be her best at. She never believed she was a strong actor. And though she would not be all that disappointed if she lost, she knew it would be the affirmation she needed to finally cast all doubt aside.

“These five women gave us performances that blew us away. From a spunky young teen to a survivor trying to rebuild her life, these performances made us laugh, made us cry, and made us question our world. These are the nominees for Best Actress.”

Charlotte watched the reel closely, her heart filling with pride as she watched snippets from some of her own personal favorite performances from the year. This was a tough category, and Charlotte knew she would be happy to see every single woman walk away with it. She wanted it, but at least she knew it would go to someone truly deserving if she lost. Michael’s grip was now on her thigh through the slit in her dress and almost painful as she, once again, straightened up for the camera.

“And the Oscar goes to… Charlotte Elsbeth Jordan, Bird Set Free.”

She shook her head in disbelief but she stood up quicker this time, tears already streaming down her face. She repeated the same path toward the stage after hugging and kissing her husband.

“Wow ok, being up here a second time is kinda perfect so I can say everything I forgot the first time.” She paused as the crowd applause renewed. “U-um ok, thank you once again to the Academy. First, I want to say what a blessing it is to be even included among this insanely talented group of nominees. I want to thank the entire cast, crew, production team of this movie. I was so insanely proud to come to work each day and bring this story to life. And proud to wake up daily and portray the story of Naomi, a story that is too familiar to myself and many of us in this room and many of you watching tonight: the story of a survivor who took their power back and decided to thrive. Our world and our industry has a ways to go but I want every survivor here and watching to know that I see you, I love you, and this is for you.” She paused as the crowd applauded her.

“Lastly, I want to thank my husband, Michael. Your…” she looked up at the ceiling for a moment as she tried to stop tears from falling. “Your love for me is unlike anything I have ever known and there isn’t enough time or enough words to adequately express how grateful I am to walk this Earth each day with you by my side and spend those days loving you and being loved by you. There has never been a dream that you have not encouraged me to chase and never been a door that you haven’t helped me push open when I doubted whether I could do it myself. I would not be here tonight if it weren’t for your unwavering belief in me. Thank you for being you and for always encouraging me to be my fullest and most authentic self. I love you to the moon and back over and over and over again.” She blew him a kiss before smiling and offering a last broad thank you to the entire crowd before turning to exit the stage.

From there, the night felt like a blur of congratulations, interviews, and parties. She endured all of them, the chaos and frenzy of every event, though she really just wanted to retreat to her hotel room with her husband.

Finally, on their drive to the third after party, Charlotte said, “How committed are you to going to this party?”

Michael raised his eyebrow and chuckled, “Tapping out already, old lady?”

She rolled her eyes, “Shut uppppp. Seriously, you wanna just head back to the hotel?”

Michael merely shrugged. “Not up to me, baby girl. It’s your night, Oscar winners get whatever they want for at least a week. So you’re callin’ the shots. So what do you want?”

She tilted her head as she studied him for a moment, the lust she felt earlier in the night returning with full force now.

She slid across the limo to sit by him, her legs straddling his hips. It was a bit dangerous in a moving car but she did not care. She leaned in and kissed him softly, before moving down to his neck. She sucked softly on his sensitive spot, smirking as a moan escaped his lips.

“You know what I want, baby,” she whispered in his ear, his hands immediately going to grip her ass.

“Aye, brah!” Michael called out to the driver.

“Yes, sir?”

“Take us back to the hotel. I’ll triple your tip if you get there within 10 minutes.”

Charlotte laughed as they continued making out like two horny 20 year olds. Charlotte willed Michael to fill her right then and there, but he refused, deciding they could wait until they got to their suite. By the time they reached their hotel, in record time thanks to their motivated driver, Charlotte’s need was so overwhelming she felt as if she might die if he did not touch her.

The moment their suite door slammed suit, the pair were all over each other. They made quick work of removing Charlotte’s dress as they kissed hungrily, Michael pushing her body against the wall of the hotel room as he kissed every inch of skin he could find.

Charlotte let out a small yelp as Michael hoisted her into his arms and carried her to the bed. He threw her down, immediately hooking his fingers on the small fabric of her thong and sliding it down. Michael placed a trail of soft gentle kisses slowly down her body, starting at her neck and working his way down to her soft stomach. He took special care with her breasts, his mouth engulfing her nipple as he sucked lightly. Her groans of pleasure filled his ears and spurred him on as he switched sides, ensuring he gave each equal treatment. He knew Charlotte loved nipple play and he knew exactly which buttons to press to turn her into a blubbering mess in his hands.

By the time Michael reached her lower stomach, Charlotte was panting, her pleads for more were on the tip of her lips, her pussy aching to be touched.

“B-baby, please,” she begged.

“Let me take care of you, honey bee,” he whispered, placing a kiss and softly biting her inner thigh.

“You know how much I love you, Els? How fuckin’ perfect you are?” He asked as he alternated between soft kisses and gentle bites that drove Charlotte wild. Each kiss got closer and closer to Charlotte’s aching core but not close enough.

His hands pushed her legs open, her flower already dripping wet for him. He licked his lips as he prepared for his favorite meal.

He immediately dove between her legs, his tongue caressing her sensitive bud and causing her back to arch off the bed.

“F-Fuck! J-just like that, baby,” she moaned as a deep shudder of pleasure racked through her body.

Charlotte’s hands gripped the comforter as he pushed her up a mountain of pleasure. The things Michael could do with his mouth were otherworldly. Charlotte quite literally often saw stars. He knew everything there was to know about Charlotte and her body. He did not have a college degree but he had a ph.D in his honey bee. So every time he was between her legs, he made sure she was more than well taken care of, often taking her body and pleasure to new heights she could not even fathom.

As he inserted two fingers inside her, Charlotte knew it would be one of those marathon, new heights type of evenings. Her moans and screams created a symphony throughout their hotel suite as Michael spelled out his love for her with every kiss, lick, and touch.

Feeling how close she was to her peak, Michael increased his speed, curling his two fingers into her G-spot.

Charlotte let out a breathless scream as Michael sent her over the edge. Her words were incoherent as waves of pleasure pulled her deeper and deeper under the surface.

He gave her no time to recover as he continued pumping his fingers in and out of her at a relentless pace as he emerged from between her legs. He roughly pressed his lips to hers, allowing Charlotte to taste herself on his lips.

“Just like honey,” he whispered, causing her to smile as he recalled something he said to her the first time they had sex, the genesis of his second favorite nickname for her.

She whimpered against his lips as the pleasure became overwhelming.

“I-It’s too much, B-Bakari,” she moaned as she felt her orgasm building again too fast and too soon.

“Take it, baby. I know you can,” Bakari whispered in her ear, his deep voice causing Charlotte to acquiesce to his will immediately. She would do whatever he asked of her, ride the waves of whatever pleasure he was willing to give her. “You got one more, baby girl. I know you do.”

Bakari smirked as her eyes rolled back into her head, her mouth falling open with every moan. They had been together for years and the sight of her cumming never got old to him. She looked perfect, wild and uninhibited.

It did not take long for his expert ministrations to send her tumbling down yet another earth-shattering orgasm.

Her vision went white as she came on his hand, Michael whispering sweet nothings to her.

“Good girl. That’s right, cum for me, baby.”

He finally removed his hands from inside her, watching her come back to reality.

“You’re…a… fuckin’ menace…” she whispered after a few minutes of silence, causing Michael to chuckle. “I can’t feel my damn legs.”

“You said you wanted me, baby girl. So I’m giving you all of me. And there’s still a lot left.”

He gently slapped her thigh, spurring her to push herself up on her forearms.

“Hey,” she grabbed his arm and pulled him in for a soft kiss. The entire evening had been frenzied and chaotic. She just wanted one moment that was slow and intimate, a true moment of quiet between the pair of them before the night was over. “Thank you, Bakari. Tonight was perfect. I don’t des-”

He stopped her and captured her lips with another kiss before saying, “Aye, none of that today. You deserved every moment of it and more. I’ll never let you forget that. Now lay back down so I can keep showing you how I proud I am of you, aight?”

She laughed and laid back on the soft comforter and nodded. “I’m all yours baby.”

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AN: Bird Set Free is a fake movie, of course lol but She Used to Be Mine is a real song if folks were wondering - from the musical Waitress. I’m obsessed with it.

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litterateur97 · 9 months

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I watched Zoey 102.

SPOILERS!!!

Okay so I have quite a few thoughts. First of all, it's actually not as cringe as I thought it would be. There were several hilarious one liners and honestly most of the best acting and comedic moments go to the side characters. There were a lot of "omg lol so relatable" moments that were ehh, but they did nail quite a few things about being an awkward 30 year old. I have to say I actually really liked the actor who played Zoey's boss and the actor who played her fake boyfriend.

Now Quogan. They do get married!!! They do have a callback to their sweet first love confession!!! And they spend the majority of time on screen together holding each other or calling each other babe or just generally being really affectionate. Tbh, it still wasn't enough for me, I still wish Quinn and Logan got more screen time, especially to make their storyline clearer.

As most people predicted, Zoey was like 90% responsible for ruining the wedding, but Logan takes the other 9%, and there's an awkward moment with Stacey and Mark accusing Zoey's fake boyfriend of being a murderer that takes the last 1%. However, I think we'd view Logan as more responsible if there was more screen time actually focused on that, but the majority of the screen time is focused on Zoey ruining the wedding, half assing her job, and having romantic troubles with Chase. The storyline they tried to set was Logan being a groomzilla trying to make everything perfect to the point that he doesn't spend enough time talking to Quinn about everything, but that doesn't come across very well considering most of his screen time is him... with Quinn. I mean I get what they were trying to go for here, but the way everything goes in the film it is so much more obvious that Zoey is the main one ruining the wedding. If things were just a little more focused on Quogan, I think we would have been able to see more clearly Logan neglecting Quinn in favor of giving her the perfect wedding.

They make up rather quickly too. I also don't like that they had Zoey help with the fixing by reminding Logan to go and actually speak with Quinn. That to me was out of character. Logan and Quinn were always great at communicating with each other, I don't think he would have just showered her with presents and forgotten to try to actually speak with her as he does in the movie. At least the two aren't separated for long, but still that moment just bothered me a little, and it was like a two second scene that could have easily been cut.

Now here is the biggest thing that bothered me. Yes, Zoey and Chase finally end up together for reals, whatever, but they have their big kiss at! the! wedding!!! I mean there's two kisses before this between them, but the big "oh we're finally going to be together" kiss happens at the wedding right in the middle of Quinn and Logan's first dance! And the crowd fucking claps for them!!! Wtf??

Anyways. Oh and also they don't show the full wedding ceremony. They have Michael begin and then suddenly cut to someone telling Michael how beautiful the ceremony was. Lazy writing.

At least Quinn and Logan are adorable at their wedding. The kiss, the cutting cake together, and her teasing him. Very cute. I will never get enough of that kiss scene! It is actually so good, y'all. You can tell the actors still have great chemistry with each other!

Overall, the movie is perfectly fine. I wouldn't say it's great, but I wouldn't say it's bad either. There's stuff I wish they had done differently, but it's cute for what it is. I just really wish we got more Quogan screentime because they are my faves!

Final note: They mention every single character who couldn't be there except for Nicole. Yikes. That just kind of annoyed me, especially hearing that that actress wasn't treated very well during the original show.

*Bonus note: I like that they implied at the end that the fake boyfriend was indeed a murderer lmao! If there's any spinoff from this spinoff, I wonder if it will be about him!

**Bonus bonus note: There's a line where Mark comments on Logan being quick on the rebound and sloppy seconds, and Logan's just like "yeah man," and idk why it was so funny to me, but I just feel like the actors added that in themselves lol.

#zoey 102 #quogan #sorry this is not super well organized lol #i literally just watched it #I'll try to add some gifs of the cute quogan scenes soon unless someone else gets to it before me #quinn x logan #quinn and logan

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babyouran · 1 month

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Beware of the Physical Exam! - it’s y/n’s first official event as a host! though soon after the members realize it is also almost time for their physical exams that threaten y/n’s security and haruhi’s identity. in an attempt to save the girls, tamaki comes up with a plan!

pairing - fem!reader x host club members

apart of - ouran add-in

The host club members were currently enjoying a refreshing evening outside. Some were dressed as butlers and the others were dressed in a more kimono-type outfit. All of them were prepared to entertain their guests in their unique way.

"So, in which cup would my princess like her tea? The Foley? Worcester? Or perhaps the Susie Cooper Gardenia?" Tamaki questioned, showcasing the assortment of tea cups on the table.

"Beautiful, they are English antiques, aren't they? Which one do you like, Tamaki?" A girl asked and soon enough he held onto her wrist lightly, leaning in.

"Which one?” he stared into her eyes, charm reaching the girl as her free hand fidgeted with the hem of her dress. “None of these compare to my princess," He concluded, leaving the girl a blushing mess.

"Oh wow, I don't know what to say," the young woman muttered.

Meanwhile, the twins were up to their musings, side by side, trying to enchant those guests who resided beside them.

"I think you would like Covent Garden," Hikaru expressed, "Most of our Victorian pieces are from there.”

Moments after, while holding the teapot Kaoru bumped it against his glass, the steaming liquid spilling down and burning his finger. His brother gracefully took the burnt finger, a red mark already shining on his pale skin, and placed a soft kiss upon the burn, which earned a couple of coos from the ladies who resided across.

"Honestly Kaoru, you have to be more careful," His brother softly scolded him. "From now on, keep your eyes on me, okay?"

"Yes, Hikaru."

"I can't take this, it's overwhelming," A girl with purple bows in her hair sighed, shielding her face and getting a quick nudge from her friend.

"You have to watch this, you may not get another chance! Who knows when it will happen again!" Her friend exclaimed, lightly shaking the shoulder of her friend in an attempt to get her eyes open.

"You're right, mademoiselle," Kyoya agreed, making a swift entrance. "All beauty is fleeting, just take a look at these cherry blossoms. You'll never be able to see them this vibrant again. That's why I've compiled this picture book of them."

Y/n looked up from across her partner at the mention of a book. Though, to her disappointment, it was just Kyoya trying to make a profit, not interest avid readers. So, Y/n moved her attention back to talking with her guests.

"How was the math exam? I'm sure you did splendidly. You always do," She hummed, going to pick up the teacup. Since the woman was very strong about keeping the bottom half of her face covered she quickly lifted the bottom of her mask to allow her to take a small sip. After years of practice with little moments of moving the mask, she was still able to keep much covered.

"I-I think I did okay," A girl stuttered, trying to cover her blush with her hands.

"I did good. Really good. Are you proud of me Y/n?"

"Of course, I knew you would do amazing," She told the boy, nodding. She knew this factually because he was a high-placing student within the school. Though Kyoya was a bit conniving his notebook played useful. It held much information about the guests, which allowed Y/n to become a splendid actress. She placed her soft hand across the table more, just a few inches away from the boy, before moving it back and picking up the tea.

"Do you need some more sugar for that?" The girl questioned, eyes scanning around the table.

"I'm perfectly fine," Y/n thanked her, pushing some of her hair back. The girl fell back more into her chair causing a worried Kyoya to disperse from the other girls with some more money in his pocket.

Meanwhile, Haruhi closely watched Honey do too much to the tea. His hand was moving at a speedy pace to try and mix the tea more thoroughly.

"You overdid it," Mori told the blonde boy beside him eliciting shock from the woman that surrounded him. Honey just stared sadly at the cup, embarrassment spreading on his face. The girls who resided around the table picked up on his changing mood, stuttering over one another to comment reassurance.

"Honey, I'll take it! It looks so yummy," The girl next to him reassured him. Mori grabbed some treats nearby and moved them closer to Honey. The girls continued to compliment him, while his mood quickly morphed to a happier one.

After they were all done with the guests Haruhi went to go and enjoy the scenery that was all around them. There was something relaxing about nature at times like this, she enjoyed the way the petals fell, it was comforting and helped calm some recent nerves.

"Haruhi, are you doing okay?" Y/n questioned, walking over with her floral mask on. "For myself, I will conclude that it was an interesting first day. I suspected that when I joined the club I would just have tea, not guests all for myself," She laughed lightly.

"Oh, well I have learned with them it is never what you expect. You are good at communicating politely with people, you have a certain aura about you,” Haruhi blushed in the slightest, taking her eyes off of Y/n and back towards the trees, “So I think you did great.”

"Thank you. You did great as well. I have been meaning to mention that the kimono compliments your features," Y/n told her, that same blush darkening that now Y/n could recognize. "The guests are all so kind, but I'm just not… Well, it doesn’t matter," Y/n sighed, moving away from the girl to find a small treat for herself. Haruhi watched her leave, trying to think of what she could say to her. Haruhi recognized that she didn’t know much about her friend, the deeper things, and had hope that through this club Y/n would open up more.

"Y/n!" Tamaki called after her, jogging a bit to catch up alongside her. "What did you think about today, do you feel alright?"

"Do I feel alright?" She repeated, taken aback by the question. "I suppose, why do you ask?" She questioned, skeptical of his reasoning.

"Today was your first day with the club! Though, it is natural for me to impress the ladies I know it’s not the same for everyone. I am also having a good day if you were wondering,” he smiled like an excited child, gesturing to himself as he sparkled in the sunlight. The sun was a rather fitting part of his look, Y/n realized that was what Tamaki was beginning to remind her of, the sun. He was excited which was contagious, it made the more reserved woman less anxious to take a step out into the limelight. “I'm looking rather excellent, don't you agree?" His confidence was a little comical to the girl, though a part of her also admired it.

"Tamaki-senpai," Y/n started, looking up and down at the young male, particularly taking a main focus onto his eyes. To Tamaki, it felt like this moment was going on for minutes and he found himself a little worried to hear her response but the oddest part was that he found himself craving a certain response from her. Tamaki was not one to just fall for every maiden, he took an interest in the ones who were not the easiest to crack, so of course his attention was spiked at this new player. "You don't look bad," She finished, shrugging her shoulders a bit. "Can I read now?"

"Y/nnnnn," He whined, looking at the girl sadly. "I will make you fall for me, it should be simple since I look the way I do, but just you wait!" He exclaimed, running off. Though Y/n didn’t take his claim as a serious promise, just another little comment thanks to his childish personality.

"Hey Y/n, what electives are you going to have next term?" Hikaru asked, walking over with his brother. They soon had the girl in between them both, not believing in personal space.

"What about conversational French?" Kaoru suggested.

"Well, I was thinking of seeing what Haruhi was doing," Y/n said, gesturing with her eyes for the mentioned girl to come over.

"We should take it together," Hikaru spoke. Kaoru took a paper from his bag and began to read the top of the list.

"Oh well,” Y/n interrupted Kaoru, “ I'm fine with doing it with Haruhi but I don't know about everyone else," Y/n trailed off eyes returning to Haruhi for some help. On the opposite side of the garden, Tamaki was staring intently at the first years, closely watching their interactions.

"Oh come on," Kaoru started. He turned back, his brother doing the same, and they spoke at the same time saying "We are in the same class.”

"Say, Mommy dear," Tamaki spoke, now positioned where he was looking at a tree with his knees to his chest.

"What is it now, daddy?" Kyoya responded, writing on his checklist.

"What do you think of Y/n?" He looked back over at Y/n conversing with the other members of the group, getting up from his position and walking over to Kyoya.

"She's.... interesting," He told him, looking over for himself. He could tell she was slightly smiling underneath the mask, and a part of him wished he could see it.

"I want to see her smile, her real look," Tamaki admitted, almost reading Kyoya's thoughts.

"That would be nice, but I'm afraid we won't be able to do that. I don't want to be sued by her family, that wouldn't be pleasant," He chuckled lightly, getting back to his list.

"Y/n!" Tamaki yelled ignoring Kyoya’s warnings and rushed over to the group. "Let me see!"

"Excuse me?" She stepped backward, looking at her senpai weirdly as if he were a stranger. "See what exactly?"

"Underneath the mask," He added as if it were obvious.

"We want to see," The twins spoke up, walking over. Now the three crowded her, two on her side and one right in front. It looked as if a scene out of a princess movie where the three villains tried to attack the innocent princess.

"Um, guys," Haruhi mumbled, feeling very worried for her female friend.

"No, you can't see, don't be ridiculous."

"Let daddy see," Tamaki told her, reaching a hand out to grab the mask but instead of getting a snatch of the fabric as Y/n stepped back she tripped on a rock, causing her to fall backward. Luckily, she was caught by a male with black hair, catching her in his arms. Y/n carefully looked back up at him confused.

"Don't pressure her," Mori spoke deeply, not moving his eyes from hers. She looked up at him, studying his face.

"Thank you Mori-senpai," She moved away from his grip calculating eyes watching the quiet man. As if they truly were in a princess movie Mori would be the prince which wasn’t a wanted casting among the three villains.

"Not fair, I wanted to hold her," Tamaki muttered, moving back over to the tree where he was once spying on Y/n. His sulking caused bunches of mushrooms to burst up as an overwhelming energy radiated from his body.

"There are bigger problems than you holding me," Y/n mentioned, walking over to Haruhi. Who she lightly patted on the shoulder "It's almost time for the physical exams.”

"That's right, I forgot all about it," Kyoya commented, the Host Club now all forming around the ‘secret’ girl.

"Then that means, there's no doubt, they're gonna know I'm a girl," Haruhi realized, sticking a finger in the air. Most of the host club were worried for their fellow member. "You know they might even make Y/n take her mask down too and do it in front of everyone," The club turned their heads, all of them, to stare at the said girl.

“Possibly,” Y/n shrugged, no body language expressing any nerves at the factor. Instead Y/n just guided her friend off of the grass and back into the school to finally search for a new book. That was the biggest concern for her at the moment.

The rest of the club went their separate way back to the Music room. It was not until Tamaki took a seat that he truly thought about the chances of what could happen during the physical exams, Despite a part of him feeling guilty he just couldn't help but think about what it would be like if she did take off her mask and secretly hope it would happen.

In Tamaki's Head

"Senpai, I'm scared. I didn't want people to see me like this, why can't I be hidden? They keep staring," Y/n told Tamaki.

"My dear, you have nothing to fear," He snaked one hand around her waist, using his other to brush some hair from her face. "They are staring because you're gorgeous! Don't worry princess I'll protect you, I’ll be your prince," He reassured her, leaning down to kiss the beautiful li-

"He must be having a great daydream," Honey spoke up, looking at Tamaki who was lost in his imagination.

"He's kind of creeping me out," Hikaru admitted, looking disgustingly at the older boy.

"Envious, Hikaru? This is all part of my strategy! While you've wasted time blinded by your jealousy, I've foreseen the outcome of this charade. This story is a romantic school comedy! Y/n and I are the main characters, so that means we are love interests!" He exclaimed, back facing the group and fingers to his chin.

"Yeah, then what are we?" The twins asked, staring at their 'boss' with an annoyed look.

"You boys," He spun around, pointing a finger at them. "Are the homosexual supporting cast!"

"What about Haruhi and Y/n, you don't get it," The twins put their heads in their palms.

"If word gets out that Haru-chan is a girl, then she will get in trouble with the rest of the school! If N/n-chan has to take her mask off around people, then she will move schools," Honey mentioned.

"Haruhi and Y/n would be much more popular with the men as well," Hikaru added.

"Sorry, for coming a bit late, Y/n couldn't find the book she wanted," Haruhi lightly chuckled, opening the club door.

"Don't you worry Haruhi and Y/n! We're determined to keep your secret. No one will see your face and no one will find out you're a girl during tomorrow's physical exams. You can stay our secret princesses!" Tamaki exclaimed, grabbing Haruhi's shoulders and shaking her.

"I'm not scared," Y/n murmured.

"You aren't?" Honey looked over to her.

"My family is well known, I can easily get a private room. Not all of the exam has to be seen by other people," Y/n shrugged. "We shouldn't worry too much about Haruhi though I’m sure"

"Good! You're going to be alright, Y/n. Now listen up squad members, at tomorrow's physical exams position yourselves in position A and then wait for your orders," A whiteboard was soon wheeled into view with drawings on it explaining the plan to conceal Haruhi's gender.

"Am I a part of this?" Y/n asked, walking over and looking at the whiteboard. It seemed all too extravagant, or more wishful thinking, that it would provide the wanted results.

"You just go in your private room and look pretty there," Tamaki told her, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"Alright," She nodded her head. Tamaki dispersed back towards the whiteboard, commanding the fellow men as Y/n moved over by Kyoya in the background who was up to his routine notetaking. "Kyoya if you can get me a private room can't you ge-"

"Don't ruin this, just watch," He muttered, not looking up from his notetaking.

While Y/n was talking with Kyoya -trying to get him to spill more of his secret plan- Haruhi was talking with the boys who were upset at her lack of motivation to conceal her identity.

"I mean you guys aren't bad, but if it gets out I'm a girl there's nothing I can do, you know?" She spoke carelessly.

"She doesn't seem to care one way or another," The twins observed.

"Well before we do anything else, we have to find a way to motivate her," Kaoru added, the twins trying to think of something. Y/n overheard them and made her way into the conversation. She was already a part of the club and didn't want to have her only friend leave. She was also in too deep as word got to her father and he wouldn't let her quit just because her friend did.

"Haruhi, haven't you mentioned you wanted to try fancy tuna?" Y/n asked, walking up to the girl.

"Oh that's right, you didn't get to eat any the other time," Tamaki added, now feeling a bit more motivated.

"Did you hear that, she's never gotten to eat fancy tuna before. Isn't that awful?" Hikaru, not so quietly whispered.

"Wow! Talk about a difficult childhood," Kaoru responded, both twins staring right at Haruhi.

Honey looked at his bunny, "If only Haru-chan could stay in the host club, she'd have the chance to eat all kinds of yummy things whenever she wants."

"Don't be silly! Just because I'm poor and never had it, doesn't mean I'm so much of a glutton that I'd go on fooling everyone about my gender just to try some fancy tuna," Haruhi laughed nervously.

"We wouldn't get as much time together, Haruhi and I'd have to be in the club all alone," Y/n faked a sigh, looking at the ceiling. "We wouldn't get the opportunity to spend time with each other outside of class and never indulge in fancy tuna together,"

"Will I get to eat it with you?" Haruhi asked, the whole group lightening up.

"We will begin conducting physical examinations shortly. All students please proceed to the clinic in your respective school building," The voice on the intercom announced.

"So what's the deal with this, formation A thing, you guys were talking about?" Haruhi questioned, walking alongside the twins and Y/n. No one said a word and so in an attempt to get someone talking she asked another question, "What do they do during physical exams here at Ouran anyway?"

"It's no different than a physical exam you'd get at any other school," Hikaru told her.

"Yeah, why would a physical exam be any different for us just because we're rich?" Kaoru asked. Y/n just silently watched the conversation go down, thanks to her father she was more knowledgeable about the outside world and understood the differences in their world and the people of different social classes.

It was a quick trip, soon enough they were outside the doors getting ready for the exams to commence.

"You're right I didn't think of it that way," Haruhi lightly chuckled. She opened the door. The whole scenery seemed so much more extravagant, a wide variety of doctors and nurses lined up, probably some at the top of their profession, with shining equipment and complimenting features.

"I'm going to guess this isn't like commoners physical exams," Y/n added, watching Haruhi's mouth drop.

"Excuse me Hitachiin brothers, please follow me this way to have your height measured," A nurse bowed, having her hand out.

"Miss Takahashi," A nurse came and quickly curtsied. "I'll be your nurse, follow me. Mr. Ootori had us set up a special area for you," She led the girl over to another stall away from others to allow the privacy of taking down her mask.

"Mr. Fujioka? I'm your nurse for the exams this afternoon, please come this way," The nurse grabbed Haruhi's wrist, dragging her away from the entrance.

Y/n was motioned over to a secluded area to take the exams and speak with the nurse and doctor. It was a tent of a room, and the exams did not take long, just a couple of quick checkups and she was almost finished.

"Please, just take it down quickly, we already did the other requirements for today, we just have to check your nostrils and hearing."

"I suppose," She mumbled, quickly pulling it down. The doctor did his thing, sticking the equipment where it was needed checking her lungs and nose with the shining light.

"All good!" The doctor smiled, putting a thumbs up. "If I may ask, looking at your chart there are not any underlying healthcare problems. Do you wear it as a precaution?" The doctor realized, looking down at the chart about Y/n's health.

"It's for personal reasons, doctor. It is a precaution that my father wishes I take for the sake of my mother." Y/n nodded, sliding it back up and making her way away from the area. She walked back over to where many of the other students were receiving their exams in an attempt to find the rest of the group. If she was going to follow Kyoya’s instruction she wanted to at least be able to watch it play out.

"Why are Honey and Mori dressed as doctors?" A girl asked, multiple others surrounding them.

"Honey-senpai, is this a part of Tamaki-senpai's plan?" Y/n bent down, fixing his fake glasses, which were tilted to the side. Kyoya was too busy speaking with Haruhi, so Y/n focused her attention on the 'doctors'.

"Yes, but don't tell anyone," He nodded, bringing a finger to his lip in a whisper before trying to put on a more mature look to pose as a doctor which resulted in a few of the girls cooing.

"Undercover," Mori muttered.

"Y/n-sama! Have you had your physical exam?" A girl asked and soon enough there were more surrounding her.

"Uhh," She looked around, the girl’s eyes peering closer and staring right at the dark mask set in the middle of her face.

"Ladies, Y/n must come with me, I apologize," Kyoya curtly walked over and took her wrist to lead her away.

"Thank you Kyoya-senpai," She looked up at him.

"Of course, you do owe me now though."

"Ah," She groaned, taking her hand away. While watching the busy halls filled with students and professionals Y/n let out an, "Ow," after getting bumped into by a bit stranger of a doctor.

"I'm sorry," The doctor apologized, barely sparing her a glance. In response to his actions, Kyoya looked down at Y/n, studying her features. It was clear she felt a bit of pain, clutching onto her shoulder while staring off into the distance. Kyoya was confused by the emotions that washed over him, it was too unrecognized that he didn’t even truly think through grabbing her hand once again. He wrapped his hand around hers, covering it but fingers were not intertwined.

"Are you okay?" His facial expressions did not change but there was a softer tone to his voice.

"I'm fine," She slowly took her hand away from his. "Let's just find the twins," Y/n walked away from the boy, leaving him to look at the space where the doctor once was, questioning who he was.

"Doesn't matter to me," Hikaru mentioned from not too far away.

"We're not shy, who needs a curtain?" Kaoru spoke.

"See Y/n, impressive turnout today. Physical Exam day is quite popular with the ladies," Kyoya brushed off his uniform, motioning over to where the twins were mere feet away attracting a large crowd with a keen glare.

"Oh my," She breathed out, shaking her head a little and peering over at Haruhi standing on the side who was mentally slapping herself.

"I won't allow it, it's just not fair. I won't let those doctors touch you Kaoru," Hikaru expressed.

"What are you talking about? You don't seem to have a problem with touching me when we play doctor at home. I can't get you to stop tickling me and toying with my body," Kaoru told him, the girls around them started raising their voices with the classic flushing of their cheeks.

While the twins carried most of the attention the fellow members of the club took the opportunity to use them as a distraction. "Come on Haru-chan, this way!" Honey exclaimed, he and Mori grabbed the girl and ran off away from the crowd before they could notice.

"I don't think Tamaki's plan is going to go the way he wants," Y/n added, looking at Kyoya who had an evil smirk on his face. The duo soon made their way over to where Haruhi’s exam was to be taking place, there they chatted to one another.

Soon enough the show began when the nurse came into view in front of the small curtain. "Mr Fujioka, are you ready to be measured now?" The nurse had asked with a clipboard in hand and the eyes of dozens of girls situated on the curtain.

"Yes, I'm Haruhi Fujioka," A very apparent Tamaki came out, brown hair wig not fully placed on his hair and white shirt open.

"Oh no," Y/n mustered, eyes wide and bemused at what was transpiring, not believing that this was what he was planning all along. The group watched the girls easily tell it was him, yelling out comments of disappointment. "Enough playing Kyoya-senpai, help Haruhi out," Y/n pushed him forward lightly with a hand on his upper back.

"YOU JERKS!" Tamaki ripped the wig off, grabbing Hikaru. "You said there was no way they'd be able to tell!"

"It's payback for calling us the homosexual supporting cast," Hikaru laughed.

"Haruhi, let's go," Y/n told her, grabbing her hand. Kyoya stood still, watching the little bickering take place between Tamaki and the twins and deciding to enjoy the amusement instead of following Y/n’s earlier wishes. "Kyoya-senpai set up another room."

"Turns out the doctors here today are all on staff at one of Kyoya-senpai's family's hospitals," Hikaru added.

"Would have been nice if he said something to us earlier," Kaoru finished, both shrugging their shoulders.

"I had to get my revenge too. I'm sorry I just don't think I'm supporting class, homosexual or otherwise," He smiled. Haruhi rolled her eyes at the man's antics.

"Y/n, will you come with me?" Haruhi shyly asked to which Y/n just nodded and smiled at the boys, following her friend as they walked to the private room.

While the girls went off together, it allowed Y/n to give Haruhi some reassurance and let the girl rant to her about Tamaki's idiotic plan. The boys stayed back behind and couldn’t help but overhear a fellow student talking about a strange doctor who tried to make a pass at her.

"I had a feeling this might happen," Kyoya spoke.

"What do you mean?" Honey asked.

"A bit earlier today, a strange man in a white lab coat bumped into Y/n, he wasn't one of the doctors but I refrained from telling her that."

"Shouldn't you have said something sooner?" The twins wondered.

"It's no big deal, I'm sure the security guards will catch him," Kyoya stated. A security guard then came up to the girl and questioned where he went. In response, she told him that the doctor ran off to the special boy's clinic.

"Y/n and Haruhi!" The boys realized.

"I'll be out here," Y/n told Haruhi as her friend entered the curtained area.

"Thanks, Y/n," Haruhi mentioned, walking into the curtained room. Once gaining a breath, and not having so many nerves she started to undress but slowed when she heard the curtain move. "Y/n?"

"No, it's not what you think! Please keep quiet," The doctor spoke, grabbing her shoulder and covering her mouth. Haruhi went to mumble please from underneath his hand, her own hands gripping to try and take him off of hers.

Soon the curtains were thrown back and a loud "Let go!" resounded around the room. Y/n came barreling in, kicking the man right in his side. He let go of Haruhi, going to grab his hip, and with a swift kick to his back, he fell forward onto the ground. Rushing in behind were the boys eerily calm and standing around the doctor intimidatingly.

"One, good looks that attract the public eye," The twins stepped closer.

"Two, more wealth than you can imagine," Kyoya motioned to his book, pushing up his glasses and glaring down.

"Three, a chivalry that will never be able to overlook," Mori began.

"The hideous wickedness of this world," Honey finished.

"Four, smoothness of the tongue, ready to persuade anyone," Y/n added.

"That's what makes the Ouran Host Club," Tamaki beamed, finishing off the speech and placing himself right in front of the doctor. Y/n turned to focus her attention back on Haruhi, getting Tamaki’s jacket to put over her shoulders.

"We're here, watch out," The boys all said, looking at the doctor angrily.

"Please don't hurt me! Spare my life!" The doctor begged. He was a nervous wreck himself and began to tell his life story about losing his daughter and being a real doctor. After telling his story most of the club was left unimpressed, not ready to disregard all the things and rules he has broken through this whole venture. However, that didn’t stop Tamaki from letting the tears fall down his face and sympathizing with the older man's troubles.

"I don't think this is the right place," Y/n spoke up, taking her hands away from around Haruhi’s shoulders, and walking forward. "From your life story, this doesn't sound like a place your daughter would attend," She explained.

"I'm looking for Ouran Public High School," The doctor confessed.

"This is Ouran Academy, a private institution," Kyoya told him, the twins making comments about the doctor's sad relationship with his daughter.

"Kyoya, would you please find a map of all the public schools in this area? I'd like to help this man find his daughter," Tamaki asked. Kyoya found a map and they bid the doctor a goodbye, wishing him luck with his relationship with his daughter.

"I have to finish my exam," Haruhi told the group leaving afterward.

"You know," Y/n looked around at the group, where they all were looking at her intently.

"Don't tell me you're going to leave," Tamaki groaned.

"No, it's just, maybe this club isn't too bad," Y/n laughed, admiring the way a few of the boy's faces ow had a dash of pink on them.

"You're so cute Y/n!" Tamaki beamed, trampling her in a hug. "I know the true reason you’re doing it is because of your father, but you're just too cute with that comment."

"Hey! Get off!"

"Red Card!" The twins called out. "Tamaki's being a pervert."

"Can you just get off?"

next chapter - Attack of the Lady Manager!

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buddieisgoingcanon2024 · 6 months

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“I hate saying the thing they are investing in is Buck and Eddie because I don't want it to be disrespectful to the rest of the cast. But they had HEA endings even if we didn't get to see Maddie and Chims wedding.”

I don’t find this disrespectful to the rest of the cast. And it’s honestly true.

Bathena got their love story told. And they are considered the “rock” of the show and group. We’ve seen their back stories. We’ve seen the growth and development as they work through their trauma and past and come together etc. I’m not saying there isn’t a lot of story with them but at this point there are only so many date nights or undercover operations they can go on lol. And causing marital issues isn’t something that would be received well by the fans for them.

Henren- same thing. We’ve now seen their pasts. Seen their development and growth and working through their issues and coming together. They have done the marital issues with this couple already once or twice so I don’t think anyone wants to see that again. They do have a little more wiggle room story wise with the foster kids/adoption angle and with Denny’s dad suddenly popping back up.

Madney- once again same. We’ve seen their pasts. We’ve watched them work through their traumas and issues and watched them grow together as a family and come together. I do think we will see their wedding. I honestly can’t imagine we won’t. With the show hitting its peak 100th episode in season 7 and shows usually doing a “bigger” episode to mark that, I feel like it would be a good storyline to have play then. But then after that… again not saying there aren’t storylines for them but Jennifer (Maddie’s actress) has strict conditions in her contract about how much she works so Maddie’s not used a lot, and Chim can only float around so much. No one is gonna wanna see marriage issues with this couple right after they get married and not after what they over came to get married.

Buddie- Now this is the pickle the show has written themselves into. The entire cast is married or getting married. To each other. Except for Buck and Eddie. They are quite literally the only two main characters who don’t have their happy ending. We’ve seen their pasts. We’ve seen them work through their issues and some of their trauma, and we’ve seen character growth and watched them working towards each other. Always toward each other….but then it stalls out. And the problem with it all is the show has teased and played with them as a family unit so much since the moment Eddie introduced Buck to Chris’s existence, and they have built up the importance of each other in the others lives that putting them with someone else? It’s almost impossible. They have honestly backed themselves into a rapidly approaching wall. The amount of work they would honestly have to invest at this point to introduce not one but two new characters, develop them into people the audience cares about, and progress those relationships in a believable manner that they’d both end up marrying said people? That’s just not something I realistically can see them willing to do. Which means we either get them with unsatisfying partners that the audience hates, which honestly would suck for the characters and the actors, or they finally pull the trigger and invest in buddie. And they are gonna have to decide it soon because based off the complaints at the end of season 6, no one, fans or general audience, are interested in watching the “Buck and Eddie get new girlfriends. Buck and Eddie breakup with said new girlfriends. Buck and Eddie stay single all season until 6 episodes left. Buck and Eddie meet new woman because they can’t be single at seasons end” cycle again. It’s repetitive, it’s boring, and honestly a disservice to the characters and their growth, and dissatisfying for the audience because they are fan favorites and who wants to see their favorite characters constantly unhappy.

Perfectly said about every couple (or almost couple) on the show anon.

#buddie #henren #bathena #Madney #911 on abc

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luxisms · 11 months

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Hogwarts Legacy Character Sheet — Beatrix Luxiem

“We are chained to the earth by a chain of gold, but we dare not sever it; for fear of what lies beyond the drop.”

☾ General ☽

Name: Beatrix Miriana Luxiem

Name Meanings:

Beatrix - "blessed voyager"

Miriana - "wonderful"

Luxiem - "regal light"

Nicknames:

"Bea, Trix" - Common Nicknames

"Queen Bea"

"Honey Bea"

"The New Fifth-Year"

"The Hero of Hogwarts" (1/4)

"The Keeper of the Repository"

"The Heiress of Ravenclaw"

Gender: Female

Birthdate: August 27th, 1875

Zodiac Sign: Virgo

Personality Type (MBTI): INFJ - The Advocate

Species: Human

Blood Status: Pureblood

Alignment: True Neutral

Nationality: British

Ethnic Background: British, Scottish, Romanian, and Chinese.

Languages: English, Romanian, Latin

Sexuality: Pansexual

Hometown: London, England

☾ Physical Appearance ☽

Hair: Messy raven black hair that flows down her back

Eyes: Pinkish Red

Height: 167cm (5'6")

Weight: 62kg (137lbs)

Body Type: Skinny, Curvy

Skin Tone: Pale white skin with a rosy undertone.

Style:

Ravenclaw Robes

Dark Academia (Outside Campus)

Accessories:

Blue and white painted fingernails.

Markings: A beauty mark on her right cheekbone.

Scarring:

Scars around various parts of her body from the battle of the final respiratory.

Self harm scars on her inner thighs.

CV: Amelia Gething (Female MC)

Faceclaim/Actress: Auli'i Cravalho

Personality:

Initially, Beatrix is polite and cordial, she’s more than open to the thought of making friends but is not naive to think that everyone she encounters is good. She’s a good person to have in your corner, as she cares deeply about her friends and is always willing to lend a hand (or to help them with their homework). A chess prodigy, she tends to compare some aspects of life to a game of chess, she is quite perceptive and is easily able to tell whether or not someone is lying while also being a master of persuasion herself.

At times, she can come across as morbid and detached but really she's just socially awkward. Not much fazes her and what most people would find disturbing or fearful fascinates her and she would want to learn everything about it. She's rather adventurous for a Ravenclaw but that's mainly due to her insatiable curiosity and the fact that her mind tends to be moving a mile per minute so she needs to do something to distract herself so that she doesn't do something even more dangerous.

Beatrix is very intelligent and ambitious, despite being put in Ravenclaw, she shows and exhibits many traits of a Slytherin but her most noticeable trait is her wit, she loves a good mystery and enjoys solving puzzles and riddles which goes hand and hand with her habit of dungeon exploring and tomb raiding, something her parents had instilled in her from a young age. Like her father, Beatrix has a bit of a mischievous streak but it's more playful than anything malicious, she likes to tease her friends and playfully call them out. That's not to say that she doesn't have a dark side, she most certainly does given everything that she's been through, it just takes a lot to bring it out but when it does, one should be absolutely cautious around her if they don't want to get hurt.

Always the calm, cool, and collected leader as well as a genius strategist, it's rare to see Beatrix upset or angry and when she does, it's jarring (and honestly quite frightening) to see. Beatrix has a bad habit of suppressing her emotions and tends to do most things on her own even if the situation calls for more than one person. It's less that she doesn't want help and more like she's scared to ask for help and with trying to catch up with the rest of the 5th years, competing the Keeper's Trials, and the constant threat of Loyalists, Poachers, and Ashwinders does not help at all, fortunately, this is something she acknowledges and is trying to work on.

☾ Family ☽

Vincent Luxiem; Father, Deceased - A pureblood wizard of a wealthy family, former Slytherin and a researcher of ancient magic, Vincent was an enigma to the people around him and even his peers, he was a quiet man but by all means not shy, in fact, he had quite the wicked mischievous streak. He was intelligent and charismatic and definitely had no shortage of admirers during his time as a student. He was endlessly fascinated with history and archaic forms of magic, often sneaking out of the castle to go exploring ruins and tombs, he found himself mentors in Eleazar and Miriam Fig who he would soon grow to see them as family. Despite having multiple admirers, he found true love in Sorina Albescu who was just as obsessively in love with him as he was with her, the two of them quickly getting married shortly after graduation. He and Sorina had made names for themselves as famous treasure hunters and tomb raiders, discovering many lost artifacts and revealing lost information and history.

Fiora Dalca/Sorina Luxiem (née Albescu); Mother, Deceased - A pureblood witch from Romania, a complete enigma of a woman, little to no information on her before coming to Hogwarts in her 5th year as a Ravenclaw can be found. A bright woman who at times could get a tad bit manic but was optimistically curious about the world around her (both muggle and wizarding worlds) and was often found in places she wasn't supposed to be in or situations that weren't ideal however, that never stopped her, in fact, one would say that it caused her to be all the more intrigued with the world around her. Sorina also had a few admirers but none of them had captured her attention and stolen her heart like Vincent Luxiem, immediately falling head over heels for him, fortunately, the feeling was mutual. She and Vincent had made names for themselves as famous treasure hunters and tomb raiders, discovering many lost artifacts and revealing lost information and history.

Eleazar Fig; Mentor (Adoptive Grandfather), Deceased - After her parents' deaths, Beatrix was taken in by Eleazar per Vincent's final wish, stating that should anything happen to him and Sorina, he would want Fig to take care of Beatrix, knowing that she would be in good hands under his care. Despite their rocky start, Beatrix slowly grew attached to Fig and Fig, having saw Vincent as a son, gradually began to see Beatrix as a granddaughter. Their bond only grew stronger when he began to mentor Beatrix and in private, she calls him 'grandfather' which always warms Fig's heart.

Paternal Grandparents: Miriana Luxiem & Xi Baizhu

Maternal Grandparents: Caturix Floarea & Boian Dalca

Uncles: Omor Dracul (Anastasia's Husband), Dorin Gheata (Cipriana's Husband), Anatolie Lupu (Elisabeta's Husband)

Aunts: Anastasia Dalca, Cipriana Dalca, Elisabeta Dalca (Sorina's Sisters)

Cousins: Stefan Dracul, Darius Dracul (Anastasia and Omor's Sons)

Agrapina Gheata, Lenuta Gheata, Boian Gheata (Cipriana and Dorin's Children)

Odeta Lupu (Elisabeta and Anatolie's Daughter)

Relatives:

Caelum Luxiem (Great-Grandfather)

Gentiana Luxiem (née Waverly) (Great-Grandmother)

Aurelius Luxiem ("Grand-Uncle")

Elena Luxiem (née Felmier) (Aurelius' Wife)

Regis Luxiem ("Uncle")

Florence Sinclair (Regis' Ex-Wife)

Aurora Luxiem (Second Cousin)

Lucian Luxiem (Second Cousin)

Belladonna Fleuret (née Luxiem) ("Aunt")

Gerard Fleuret (Belladonna's Husband)

Roman Fleuret (Second Cousin)

Raphael Fleuret (Second Cousin)

Violetta Fleuret (Second Cousin)

Corvus Ravenclaw (Ancestor)

Rowena Ravenclaw (Ancestor)

☾ Hogwarts/Magic ☽

Wand: Crooked Spiral - Dark Grey

Wood: Cherry

Core: Dragon Heartstring

Length: 9 3/4 in.

Flexibility: Slightly Yielding

Handle: Celestial - Blue

House: Ravenclaw (Ten minute Hatstill between Ravenclaw and Slytherin)

Best Class: Potions

Worst Class: Herbology

Favorite Professor: Eleazar Fig

Least Favorite Professor: Satyavati Shah

Favorite Subject(s): DADA, Astronomy, Transfiguration, Magical Theory

Least Favorite Subject(s): Herbology

Boggart: The mutilated corpses of her parents

Riddikulus: A pair of meowing Kneazles

Patronus: Crow

Patronus Memory: Playing chess with her father, Dragon riding with her mother, Fencing with her grandmother.

Mirror of Erised: Her parents alive and happy with her.

Animagus: In her 7th year, Beatrix does become an Animagus, her animal form is a Snow Leopard.

Amortentia (what she smells like): Vanilla, mint, lavender, chamomile, freshly printed books

Amortentia (what she smells): Smoked wood, parchment paper, fire smoke, cinnamon spice, earthy scent

Quidditch: No

Prefect: No

Head Boy/Girl: Yes (6th Year)

Clubs:

Investigation Team (Founder)

Crossed Wands

O.W.L. Classes:

Transfiguration - Acceptable

Charms - Outstanding

Herbology - Acceptable

Astronomy - Outstanding

Potions - Exceeds Expectations

History of Magic - Outstanding

Defense Against the Dark Arts - Exceeds Expectations

Flying - Acceptable

Ancient Runes - Outstanding

Magic Theory - Outstanding

O.W.L. Electives:

Arithmancy - Outstanding

Divination - Exceeds Expectations

Care of Magical Creatures - Exceeds Expectations

Ancient Runes - Outstanding

Magic Theory - Outstanding

Alchemy - Exceeds Expectations

N.E.W.T. Classes:

Divination - Acceptable

Astronomy - Outstanding

Charms - Outstanding

Arithmancy - Exceeds Expectations

History of Magic - Exceeds Expectations

Herbology - Acceptable

Ancient Runes - Outstanding

Magic Theory - Outstanding

Alchemy - Exceeds Expectations

Abilities:

Ancient Magic

Legilimency

Occlumency

Summoning

Unforgivable Curses

☾ Background ☽

Beatrix Miriana Luxiem was born on August 27th, 1875 to Vincent and Sorina Luxiem in London, England, a wealthy family and a prominent bloodline in the wizarding world due to being direct descendents of Rowena Ravenclaw, something that Beatrix wouldn't truly understand until she grew older and started her 5th year in Hogwarts. Her birth was unexpected as it was confirmed by many doctors that Sorina was infertile, something that crushed both her and Vincent as they wanted nothing more than to have a child to love, spoil, and share their knowledge and passions with. So when it was revealed that Sorina was miraculously pregnant, they saw it as an absolute miracle. Despite growing up as an only child, Beatrix had never once felt lonely, her parents loved her immensely and she loved them just as much, plus, she found more comfort with her pets, a kneazle Calcifer and a hebridean black dragon Vasile, even when she didn't show signs of having magic at a young age, something that did make her parents worry but never blamed her for, understanding that it something that was out of her control but the more Beatrix grew, the more concerned her parents became, especially since she kept having intense nosebleeds and awful headaches that would leave her in physical pain and bedridden for hours.

Concerned and frightened for her wellbeing, Vincent and Sorina would take her to every medical professional in the wizarding world that would help her, including Gerard Fleuret, a good friend of theirs and family member and also a reputable healer. Beatrix would become good friends with his children (and her cousins), Roman, Raphael, and Violetta. Unfortunately, there was no cure for her mysterious affliction, most couldn’t even describe what was wrong with her, the best they could hope for was that she would grow out of it when she gets older. Fortunately, her nosebleeds and headaches did slow down as she grew up but at age 12, Beatrix still didn't show any signs of having magical abilities, deeming her as a squib, neither Vincent or Sorina cared about that as Beatrix was their pride and joy, magical powers or no. However, that would soon be the last of Beatrix's worries as her world would come crashing down on one fateful day. What was supposed to be a normal house visit from Gerard immediately took a turn for the worst when three armed assailants broke into the Luxiem mansion with the intentions of killing Vincent and selling Sorina and Beatrix to the black market. Despite putting up a fight, Vincent and Sorina were sadly killed in front of Beatrix who was too terrified to even think of running away.

It was Roman who saved her, as Beatrix was tied up and gagged on the floor while the men were thinking their next move, they didn't notice Gerard and Roman showing up and seeing the murder scene. Gerard, horrified, explicitly told Roman to hide somewhere safe while he went to go get the authorities. Roman, who knew that it would be too late by the time anyone from the Ministry would arrive, took matters into his own hands, however, he didn't stop the men with magic...

By the time Gerard and a group of officers from the Ministry came back, they were shocked and horrified at the sight of Roman and Beatrix covered in blood huddled together. It was then revealed that Roman had physically killed two of the assailants while Beatrix had killed the last one. It was a terrifying and confusing situation but the Ministry decided to let Roman and Beatrix go free given how young they were and labeled the incident as self defense, but now a new problem had arisen.

Now an orphan, Beatrix had nowhere to go nor did she had anyone to turn to, along with the fact that she was considered to be a squib, the odds were looking to be less in her favor. Her saving grace came in the form of Eleazar Fig who became her caretaker and legal guardian after it was revealed to be Vincent's last wish in his will. At first, it was quite awkward, as Fig had never raised a child and Beatrix was still grieving over the loss of her parents. It wasn't until her 13th year that things began to change, this time for the better, Beatrix had finally unlocked her magical abilities...by setting the kitchen on fire whilst making a meal. Despite his ruined kitchen, Fig was happy and Beatrix was ecstatic and so very relieved, with the approval of Headmaster Black and Professor Weasley, it was decided that Beatrix would start Hogwarts in her 5th year but in the meantime, Fig would mentor and train her to hone her magical abilities.

On September 1st, 1890, now 15 years old, Beatrix Luxiem begins her 5th (technically 1st) year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, unaware of the perilous journey she would go on as she discovers her connections to an ancient magic and the legacy her parents left behind for her all while trying to stop a war-threatening rebellion.

☾ Career ☽

15 – 17: Hogwarts Student

18 – 60: Tomb Raider/Ancient Magic Researcher

60 – 70: Informant

70 – 83: Arithmancy Professor at Hogwarts

83 – Death: Retired

Priorities:

Her studies

Learning more about ancient magic and her parents

Keeping her friends from getting themselves killed

Earning her independence

Exploring the world

Strengths:

Creative

Insightful

Passionate

Altruistic

Reliable

Weaknesses:

Perfectionistic

Prone to burnout

Critical

Stubborn

Ruminative

Colors:

Blue

Grey

Black

White

Hobbies:

Reading

Playing Chess

Fencing

Sketching

Dungeon Exploring

Stargazing

☾ Relationships ☽

Best Friend(s):

Veronica Delacroix | 5th Year | Slytherin (OC)

Noelle Ottinger | 5th Year | Hufflepuff (OC)

Ines Rivera | 5th Year | Gryffindor (OC)

Sebastian Sallow

Ominis Gaunt

(I'm open to any and all OC friends, feel free to DM me if you want to be added!)

Friend(s):

Natsai Onai

Poppy Sweeting

Imelda Reyes

Garreth Weasley

Amit Thakkar

Samantha Dale

Everett Clopton

Acquaintances:

Leander Prewett

Andrew Larson

Duncan Hobhouse

Dormmates:

Samantha Dale

Constance Dagworth

Mahendra Pehlwaan

Enemies:

Ranrok

Victor Rookwood

Theophilus Harlow

Rivals:

Violet McDowell

Love Interest: Sebastian Sallow

Children:

Vergil & Vincent Sallow (Twin Sons)

Anne Sallow (Daughter)

Nero & Kyrie Sallow (Twins)

Pet(s):

Calcifer (Female Kneazle)

Vasile (Male Hebridean Black Dragon)

Sorin (Male Phoenix)

☾ Misc & Trivia ☽

Beatrix's conception was partially a result of ancient magic, on one of their particularly riskier adventures, Sorina had accidentally interacted with an ancient magical artifact which had allowed her-for a certain period of time-to become fertile. So in a way, Beatrix is quite literally born from ancient magic.

Due to the ancient magic flowing within her as well as her natural magical abilities as a pureblood witch, it was simply too much power for Beatrix to handle as a child, it created a sort of blockage which as a result was the reason why Beatrix was such a "late-bloomer".

Despite now having magical prowess, Beatrix still suffers from nosebleeds and headaches once in a while. They become more frequent the more she pushes herself and becomes more stressed or if she tries to repress herself. On the other hand, should she get too angry or if her emotions are at an all time high, she is able to do catastrophic damage but will unable to get her magic under control which resulting Beatrix having to monitor her emotions at nearly all times.

Her eyes glow red sometimes as a result of the ancient magic in her body.

Beatrix struggles heavily with depression and suicidal thoughts, this primarily stemmed from the deaths of her parents. Of course, she never has told anyone of this and tries to distract herself from her intrusive thoughts, half of the time it works.

Beatrix's favorite poet is William Blake due to Vincent reading her various poems to help her fall asleep. Sorina, however, instilled a love for mystery and adventure into her by telling her stories of her and Vincent's adventures..Sometimes Beatrix herself will quote William Blake just for fun.

Beatrix is a beautiful singer however, since the death of her parents, she rarely sings anymore.

Beatrix's most prized possession is a black Queen chess piece from her favorite chess set her father gave to her on her 10th birthday.

Beatrix hates having her hair styled in an updo other than a ponytail, it's unknown why she does but she much prefers having her hair down or in a ponytail if she has to have it up.

Aside from chess, Beatrix is a fencing prodigy and skilled at playing the violin.

Beatrix has a love for dragons and felines and at one point when she was young, had snuck 16 stray cats into the Luxiem Estate.

Beatrix is the one who designed the Investigation Team's logo.

Beatrix is the ancestor of Katrina Lyon (HPHM MC) and Levi Vanrouge (HPMA OC)

Inspirations

Noctis Lucis Caelum — Final Fantasy XV

Wednesday Addams — Wednesday (2022)

L Lawliet — Death Note

Caitlyn Kiramman — Arcane (2021)

Mikasa Ackerman — Attack on Titan

V — Devil May Cry 5

The Hogwarts Investigation Team

💙 Beatrix Luxiem (Here) | 💚 Veronica Delacroix | 💛 Noelle Ottinger (Coming Soon) | ❤️ Ines Rivera (Coming Soon)

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My hatred of Owen is unreal because I never knew I could hate a character THAT MUCH. Because this ginger knew damn well Christina didn’t want any kids, yet he still tried to push it on her. Like??? Pardon me? And that scene was absolutely heartbreaking. The way he embarrassed her like that in front of so many people is honestly disgusting🤡 and then he had the nerve to cheat????!!! Like what???!?!? AND he choked her?? Like girl, get tf out😭😭 first fucking red flag. Christina was so much better than him anyway, she deserved the world. And honestly. And yeah Sandra Oh is honestly such a good actress bc the way I felt every single emotion through the fucking screen shows how good of actress she is. Was so sad she left, wasn’t the same without her tbh😖

Christina and Burke >>> Christina and ginger

NO FRRRR (pardon my lack of emojis, i'm on my laptop!)

cristina should've left his ass the moment he CHOKED her like??? and honestly he had so many other red flags. like for example in his early days, when he brought in all those live pigs and stabbed them and then made them perform surgery on the pigs and when they fixed all the pigs, he had them killed anyways?? hello?? and izzie was the only one who called him out on that!! but she was right! and oh let's not forget how ginger asshole owen also LIED to teddy about her husband dying?!?!? and made cristina lie to her too??? and then he was all like wah wah wah why isn't teddy talking to me :'( LIKE??? bro??? and then he embarrasses cristina aka his wife all bc she didn't want to have a baby WHICH SHE TOLD HIM MULTIPLE TIMES IN THE PAST BEFORE SHE GOT PREGNANT. and then he cheats on her??!?!?!? owen is actually insane lmao and the fact she forgave him??? BUT THEN BURKE TO THE RESCUE BC FINALLY CRISTINA LEFT OWEN ASS!!!

tbh in my rewatch of grey's, i honestly think all the male characters were toxic and irritating in one way or the other (yes including mark and alex who i think are both overrated and overloved and forgiven for things that the female characters would not be forgiven for by the fans). maybe with the exception of jackson (btw i only watch till season 10, when cristina leaves, i leave lmao). but anyways, out of all the men, i honestly think burke was my favourite. he was just so poised and elegant and smart and level-headed and he and cristina had amazing chemistry and such cute moments like dancing together in their apartment and i loved them so much! and yes he was not perfect, he should never have been doing surgery and having cristina do his surgeries for him when he had that tremor, BUT APART FROM THAT he was just WOW! and he knew when to walk away!!! mature king!! unlike owen!!

#lmfao wow why did i write so many paragraphs pls #anon

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mlobsters · 8 months

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supernatural s8e23 sacrifice (w. jeremy carver)

are we gonna make nic cry (it's a low bar but s7 finale managed to not make it)

JODY It's not a date till I've cried.

we're definitely leaning into full on bad guy crowley this season. i liked when he was more ambiguous. maybe he'll help, maybe he'll fuck everyone over. dragging jody into it, now. all right

not me feeling more emotional about bobby's scrapyard than i did about seeing actual-bobby again

CROWLEY Nice try, squirrel. Moose is doing these trials. Moose signs. DEAN No, no. He's not signing anything until I read the fine print. [SAM yanks the pen from DEAN] SAM I can read it. DEAN Hey, you wanted me here. I'm here. But I'll be damned if I'm gonna let him screw us even more. CROWLEY What's this? Trouble in paradise, boys?

crowley's turning into a bit of a caricature. too much of a good thing maybe

DEAN I can do this all day, 'cause you know what? Damn, it feels good! But sooner or later, you're gonna have to face it -- you're ours. Which means that your demon ass is going to be a mortal ass pretty damn quick. CROWLEY [to SAM] What's he mouthing on about? SAM You're the third trial, Crowley.

a) ignoring any bitch implications b) you know i really dislike torture but even i got a little vicarious satisfaction from dean punching him c) i've got a hodgepodge of demon dean/mark of cain nebulous plot awareness that's on the horizon but no idea how they come to pass, so my mind keeps wandering wondering if this or that is related. focus!

CASTIEL Yes. Would you say that you're looking for, uh, a partner in crime... ...or, uh, someone who's into nurse role-play and light domination? DWIGHT Brother, it's 10:00 a.m. on a Tuesday.

sir, this is a wendy's

lovely shot but it feels like the shiny happy people version of s1 true detective which is on the brain because of this video of a deleted scene i posted a bit ago which is just (gorgeous) extended moody atmospheric location shots of coastal louisiana set to appropriate music

SAM Honestly, for the first time in a long time, it feels like we're gonna win. I'm good.

TAKE IT BACK, SAM.

dean's just trying to help!

the sick damp puppy look is just too precious for words. dean, give him a hug and some soup

lovely lovely. even more true detective s1 vibes (that season of that show was one of the most beautiful things... southern gothic atmospherics off the charts. ugh. i made an edit with it and hannibal because the rust cohle is will graham is rust cohle of it all)

true detective s1e2 seeing things

DEAN Anything? You've been gone long enough. CASTIEL No. There was one female, but... DEAN What? CASTIEL ...I don't think she was female

heavy sigh. transphobic jokes are evergreen

followed up by dean being flabbergasted for .. 10 seconds? that the cupid love match thing was two men. fuck you, show. i know, it's nothing new. but back to back, i'm exponentially annoyed

and i'm so disinterested in this heaven business i'd never looked up naomi's actress. she was sam carter on sg1! totally did not recognize her without the blonde hair. i didn't watch a ton of sg1 but enough to be quite familiar with the mains

stargate sg-1 amanda tapping as samantha carter

anyway. back to sam being half dead and abaddon smoking out (was it red? they did this with crowley too and i wasn't sure it wasn't just the lighting on the black smoke)

again the twilight/zombie looks good on him

this crowley thing.. this whole girls (tv series) speech his voice is higher pitched and the accent changed? what is going on

and are we supposed to be feeling something about crowley crying and wanting help from sam with asking for forgiveness? the time given his speech and music says yes, but my brain says excuse me what now. offering his neck up like bella, mushy music swells

DEAN Metatron lied. You finish this trial, you're dead, Sam. SAM So?

glad i knew that was coming

okay so i've watched this whole church scene several times now trying to figure out why it's not hitting any emotional buttons. padalecki is working his ass off and doing amazing and i'm getting nothing from jackles, subsequently i'm feeling not much of anything. did they break my emotions? which is extra weird because the text of this conversation is like.. romantic catnip? should be breaking and remaking my heart and yet...? just for a hint at the end the music reminded me of the expanse and THAT made me feeling a little something. so, like a broken record, i'm blaming this partially on the musical score.

SAM Look at him. Look at him! Look how close we are! Other people will die if I don't finish this! DEAN Think about it. Think about what we know, huh? Pulling souls from hell, curing demons, hell, ganking a Hellhound! We have enough knowledge on our side to turn the tide here. But I can't do it without you. SAM You can barely do it with me. I mean, you think I screw up everything I try. You think I need a chaperone, remember? DEAN Come on, man. That's not what I meant. SAM No, it's exactly what you meant. You want to know what I confessed in there? What my greatest sin was? It was how many times I let you down. I can't do that again. DEAN Sam -- SAM [beginning to cry] What happens when you've decided I can't be trusted again? I mean, who are you gonna turn to next time instead of me? Another angel, another -- another vampire? Do you have any idea what it feels like to watch your brother just –

like this really should be stabbing me in the gut and it's just not and it is such a shame because really, padalecki is doing so good with it. damnit, show, what did you do

DEAN Hold on, hold on! You seriously think that? Because none of it -- none of it -- is true. Listen, man, I know we've had our disagreements, okay? Hell, I know I've said some junk that set you back on your heels. But, Sammy...come on. I killed Benny to save you. I'm willing to let this bastard and all the sons of bitches that killed mom walk because of you. Don't you dare think that there is anything, past or present, that I would put in front of you! It has never been like that, ever! I need you to see that. I'm begging you.

"don't you dare think that there is anything, past or present, that I would put in front of you" like hello, feelings, this is insane, where are you

the only part that worked for me is the little handfasting moment

do not to get to see this soft smile very often

DEAN Just let it go. SAM I can't. It's in me, Dean. You don't know what this feels like. [DEAN wraps a bandanna around Sam’s cut.] DEAN Hey, listen,we will figure it out, okay, just like we always do. Come on. DEAN Come on. Let it go, okay? Let it go, brother. SAM Hey, Dean. DEAN See? [ SAM Breathing shakily then Sam doubles over in pain. DEAN brings SAM outside the church. ] DEAN Sam? I got you, little brother. You're gonna be just fine.

calling him brother and little brother in one go

apparently i've forgotten already how cas and megatron left things in the time i spent trying to wrap my head around my (lack of) emotional reaction to the church thing. ah right, it was a spell, needed castiel's grace. that's why it's raining angels

the music, the effects.. this all hit the right notes at least. reminded me a smidge of stranger things with the music and rain and the car and ominous things happening in the sky.

see, imagine this show, but with the music of stranger things. like, really well done music cues, not just bad generic weird fake rock blues whatever and classic rock because we have one character note about his musical preferences and we're gonna ride it into the ground. i'm so bitter about the music in this show letting it down! lol

so why did fandom glom on to the spelling of cas? since it's pronounced cass. and is cass in the captions and scripts. having never heard it but seen it a bunch, i assumed it was going to be pronounced caz. cass too feminine?

(for the record one tear came from the expanse-like musical cue and i don't think spn gets the credit for it. i'm stunned, honestly)

so sometimes, i will admit, i have a kneejerk dislike - or anger, of something that seems irrational considering my shipping preferences. like, in 2x11 playthings and sam honestly looks like he's about to kiss dean, i was mad. i felt like they were baiting this thing that would never go anywhere, i was pissy about the gay jokes in the scenes prior at the front desk. now with separation and seeing 6 more seasons, i see how they actually have often stuck to this plausible deniability romance dynamic between them and made it more textual without making the impossible full commit to gay incest on the CW.

i don't think that's what's going on with me and the church thing because i'm not like freaked out->upset->pissy, i'm just... not feeling it. super weird

trying to keep a list of the horrifying results of castiel's attempts to do the right thing.... there's just so many 🤪

#supernatural #spnwatch #spn 8x23 #castiel #true detective #jeremy carver #spnhiky #hiky #amanda tapping #stargate sg1 #sam carter #spnclip #sam and dean mush #that didn't quite land for me which is such a bummer.

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Okay, SO. This is a long and highly speculative ask that could potentially make sense to answer after 6.14 airs and we know more information, but right now I'm going off of spoilers from the early release. Eddie ends the episode single and open to dating but not actively dating. As far as I know, he didn't yell, "I'M STRAIGHT!" during the episode. And sadly, that is the best possible outcome that I could imagine from a writer like Nadia and a showrunner like Kristen.

What I've seen others continue to worry about - and have worried about myself, if I'm being honest - is that Marisol returns and since Eddie is now in a "good place"for dating, he will choose her (although I think this is a somewhat unnecessary storyline to show that he is in a "good place" because it wasn't like he was in a "bad place" generally to date after Ana...he just didn't want to date HER, which I thought was the entire fucking point of that storyline, but I digress).

Marisol's actress' captions was, "I don't know if it's out yet so I can't quite say but I just love when I work." We know that she posted it in late March. People fixated on the "it" as meaning one episode. And if that's true, I'm just very confused how she wouldn't know if her episode was out?? Especially if she was going to be playing a fairly significant role in terms of Eddie dating?? And if she's coming back in a later episode, like 6.17 or even the finale, how would she not be aware of the much later airdate?? I realize I sound a bit unhinged with the question marks, but the actress has been in the business for years and doesn't seem like an idiot. It just struck me as weird!

The other view of this, which is more negative, is that she meant "it" by "the news that I'm going to be returning to the show." Maybe she assumed that the show or her agent was going to release that information and she was waiting for the "okay" to say more. Her posting that selfie at Fox around the filming of the finale could support that theory that she's gearing up for a more serious role as a love interest (hence making the "it" being "the return"). Again, this is negative, but I don't know if I'm reading too much into what "it" means here because I find it unrealistic that she wouldn't know when her episode comes out...

ALL of that said, it's possible that she did film for 6.14 or even an earlier episode and her scene got cut (hence why she deleted the picture)? Maybe the episode WAS supposed to end with Eddie choosing to date her, but they decided to nix the scene. It would make a lot of sense because Nadia was the one who created her character.

Honestly, I'm going to need a leak or something about this character because every time I see an anonymous ask or theory about Marisol...the suspense of where this is going for Eddie ... AHHHH! LOL. What are your thoughts??

Well, it was good to wait until after 6x15 to answer this because we know from the synopsis guest cast list that she will be back in 6x17. I'm fairly certain with the lid they have kept on any of the women around Buck and Eddie, that she was probably told not to say anything. That pic she posted was, unlike her other ones from 6a, not on set or in her trailer or in costume or anything, it was just her outside a studio that 911 fans happened to know is the one 911 uses. Most people wouldn't have been able to pick up on that so she probably thought it was safe to post but of course the whole thing blew up and that's likely why the pic was taken down. We know the pick that was posted of L was also taken down when that sparked some backlash as I'm sure the show didn't want anyone to know she was back on set. No one really knew anything about Natalia until the synopsis came out so that was kept pretty under wraps too and ONLY really sparked talk because of Aisha's live where that name came up (and we all saw Oliver's reaction because he KNEW what fans were gonna do hearing he was going on dates).

IDK what the plan is for Marisol if it's for more than one episode or not, but this late in the season I'm sure it's all just testing the waters to see how the majority of the audience responds to the character so they can plan out season 7. I personally don't care where it's going because I'm never going to like or praise or accept the show throwing random women at Buck or Eddie at this point. They already both had THEE breakup where they did the thing they needed to do (mostly) with Eddie putting himself first instead of what he thought he had to do for Chris, and Buck being the one to walk away instead of being left again (even if he only did it because someone else got hurt and not because it was what HE needed to do for HIMSELF because HE was miserable, but that's on KR for fucking up that storyline to push L and not ending BT back in 5a 🤷🏻‍♀️). At this point, it's all just a repeat of storylines while they try to find women that will stick with the audience which to me is just bad storytelling from a bad showrunner. Not that I don't think they could make it work out in the end and give some reason for Buck and Eddie getting growth out of it. Hell, fandom has come up with plausible explanations by the droves! I'm just not sure if the show WILL, because Kristen has proven herself to be spiteful and doesn't see Buddie at all, and unless Timmy comes back and takes the reins or someone else takes over I just see this endless cycle continuing to the end of the show and Buck and Eddie being single so they can throw out the tired PR line that it allows all fans to be happy and see what they want in that relationship which is another way of saying they refused to commit one way or the other because they're cowards. 🤷🏻‍♀️

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Goosebumps - A Benedict Cumberbatch Fanfic - Part One

“Would you stop freaking out! It’s going to be okay!”

I had been examining my final look in the mirror while I was panicking to my best friend. I had a long tight elegant black dress on along with a black pair of heels that showed off my legs rather nicely.

I whipped around to look at my best friend, Noah, who also conveniently was my make-up artist.

“How could you say it’s going to be ‘okay’ when it’s not OKAY!” I frantically yelled as I grabbed both of her shoulders and shook her.

She burst into laughter as she shook her head and continued to apply the finishing touches of my makeup.

“At least we know you picked the right profession, drama queen, and anyways, this is everything you ever dreamed of. I know it’s scary, but scary things are usually just hidden gems in disguise. Don’t let it discourage you and even if you don’t win, you still are an amazing fucking actress!”

I threw my head up, looking up at the hotel lobby ceiling trying to stop any tears from coming out and ruining my makeup.

“Bestie! Stop! I’m going to ruin my makeup!” I laughed as I fanned my face with my hands

Noah hugged me tightly and laughed with me as she wiped away a few of her own tears.

Suddenly my agent and good friend, Jackson, walked up to us and wrapped his arms around both Noah and I’s shoulders. He bent down to our level and looked at the both of us with a ginormous smile.

“Are we ready to go to the fucking OSCARS, my ladies?!” He emphasized “Oscars” as we all cheered loudly, the rest of our team joining in.

We were escorted out of the hotel through the back to be sure no fans or paparazzi tried to see me before the award show and to be careful not to spoil my outfit. We piled into two different blacked-out SUVs and headed off toward the venue of the Oscars.

The drive took about ten minutes, plus the time it took to wait and get out of the car. A few of my bodyguards, Jackson and Noah talked amongst each other. They couldn’t wait for tonight, to watch everyone’s hard work finally pay off.

I on the other hand wanted to take this time to center myself before stepping out in front of hundreds of fans and cameras. I closed my eyes and focused on my breathing. Honestly, I was trying not to throw up the few tequila shots we all took in the hotel room from all the nerves I was feeling. I steadied my shaky hands from the anxiety and drew in one last deep breath before opening my eyes again.

Looking out the window, the event was now in view as we sat in the line of celebrities waiting to get out and walk the red carpet. Cheering fans hoping to catch a glimpse of their favorite stars lined the sidewalks.

I couldn’t believe I was here. I dreamed of this moment since I could remember. I was a new actress who had her big break this year in a major film that broke box office records. My costars, Mark Wahlberg, and Hailee Steinfeld certainly helped with that. My head is still unable to believe how I, Nadine Pierce, could have ever achieved such a thing, to be in a movie with such big names.

My SUV came to halt, and Noah grabbed my hand, squeezing it.

“We are going to be right behind you the whole time, you got this! You deserve this!”

I gave her a hug and I turned my attention to Jackson who started talking.

“So, quickly before we get out let’s run through the red-carpet plan one more time. Noah and I...” he motioned between the two of them “Are going to get out this door, and you that door. Then we will follow behind as Sandra, your publicist, guides you down the carpet and tells you what to do. You’ll take pictures, sign some autographs, and do some interviews. After, you’ll enter the venue and finally get to sit down and relax before the award show stars.”

Jackson took a deep breath before giving my hand a squeeze as well. “You’ll do great! Have fun! Enjoy the payoff of your hard work. Got it?”

“Got it” I said with a smile. I took one last deep breath before the car door flew open and the sound of screams filled my ears.

Joe, one of my bodyguards, held out his hand and helped me step out of the SUV. Instantly my eyes were met with the flashes of cameras

“Nadine!”

“Nadine! Look over here!”

“Nadine! Can you turn to your right a little bit!”

I made my way down the red carpet, and I was having such a good time. I was finishing up some pictures when I saw both Mark and Hailee were doing an interview. I did a light jog over, trying not to trip in my heels.

“I must have missed my invitation to this party!” I said as I ran up behind Hailee and Mark, wrapping my arms around their lower backs and standing between them. Everyone snapped their heads towards me, and they all happily welcomed me.

“Oh shit! An Oscar award winner just showed up!” Mark said, as he gave me side hug

“Stop! The show hasn’t even started yet! I mean, you two are more likely to be winning your categories than I am! I feel way too new still!”

Hailee turned to me surprised, “I have a good feeling that luck is on your side tonight too!”

I blew her a kiss and we all laughed. The interviewer asked us a few questions about our movie, and we said our goodbyes.

“Hey! Where are you guys sitting?” I asked before moving on to sign some autographs

“I am table 3 I think!” Hailee said. I grabbed her hands and said, “Me too!” and we both jumped excitedly.

“Oh god help me! A whole evening with you two?” Mark said, jokingly hitting his forehead

“ARE YOU TABLE 3” Hailee and I both screamed in unison and Mark nodded his head yes. We ran up to him and started jumping around him excitedly

“Alright! Alright! Go enjoy the rest of the walk down and I’ll see both of you at the table!” Mark said

We all laughed and hugged each other as we moved on down the rep carpet.

As I continued my way down the carpet, I got to meet a few amazing actors who had surprisingly come up to tell me how big of fans they are. I feel as if this is a fever dream.

I was waiting a moment before it was my turn with the last interviewer at the end of the red carpet and Noah who had been standing on the side waiting quickly jogged up to me. She leaned in closely, whispering in my ear.

“Don’t turn around now, but the ONE and ONLY Benedict Cumberbatch is behind you” and as quickly as she came up, she was gone, back to the side and giving me a thumbs up.

I froze in place, my heart started beating fast and my hands turned sweaty. I looked directly at Noah with wide eyes. She clapped her hands excitedly as she was entertained by watching you be flustered by your celebrity crush. It took everything in my power to not turn around and fangirl on my absolute favorite actor.

Suddenly my breathing hitched in my throat as I felt a gentle squeeze on my arm and heard a rich and delightful British accent.

“Hey Love, I think they are waving you up” I heard him say in my ear as goosebumps ran up and down my arms.

Looking over my shoulder in what felt like slow motion, my eyes were met with his bright blue ones. He smiled brightly down at me while I stood there looking stupid with my mouth slightly open. I was in disbelief that this moment was real. Benedict Cumberbatch was looking at ME and I could have nearly fainted then and there.

I nervously laughed and mumbled some incoherent words before rushing up to the interviewer. She had warm and fun energy to her and welcomed me with open arms.

“I see you just met, Benedict Cumberbatch?” She said laughing and pulling out of the hug

“I think so” I nodded my head laughing, still in shock

“Everyone reacts the same way when they meet him for the first time. He’s a delight!” The interviewer responded and we shared a laugh, and I nodded in agreement.

My eyes betrayed me as I caught them glancing over to Benedict who was standing a few feet behind you, watching you intently with a smile. My cheeks went hot as I quickly directed my eye contact back to the interviewer who was now changing the subject.

“I want to start by saying I am a huge fan! This must be so surreal for you!”

“Thank you so much! It is! I’m walking down the red carpet in awe. I just am so lucky and thankful for this experience and to be able to have people around me to share it with!”

The interview continued for a few more minutes and we said our goodbyes. The whole time I fought my urges to glance over at Benedict who I could feel was looking at me. I made myself look like a fool the way I mumbled words that weren’t even understandable.

I hurried over to Noah and Jackson who had been patiently waiting for me. Noah touched up my makeup as Jackson handed me some water.

“Here, drink. I know you're thirsty after what just happened” Jackson smirked, and I gasped

“You guys have no idea how embarrassing that was! We need to get out of this area!”

I said as I grabbed both of their hands and pulled them into the venue all while they laughed hysterically behind me.

“Nadine it’s okay! He’s a fine-looking man!” Noah said while still laughing

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Thank you for reading! Disclaimer that all this is just fantasy and in no way to harm any real people. I loved writing this and hope people like it and want more!

#benedict cumberbatch #Benedict Cumberbatch smut #benedict cumberbatch fanfic #benedict cumberbatch story

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