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chirpsythismorning · 11 months

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Skam show-runner Julie Andem clocking the fuck out of Mike being queer-coded in s1 of Stranger Things, and then using it as inspiration to queer-code Isak in s3 of Skam can be something so epic.

THIS! THIS is what I'm talking about!

In ST, there are two scenes in s1 (pretty/still pretty) that milkvans use as irrefutable proof that Mike has always had romantic feelings for El, with the primary object in the scene being a mirror.

THIS. MEANS. SOMETHING.

Mirrors in film mean something more often than not, but especially when they are the focus of a scene is when they definitely mean something. And the way they go about it differently in between those two scenes in ST, drastically differently, and considering the subject matter is very very queer coded, is how you really know there is a significance in this case.

And that scene above from Skam proves it.

Because apparently, another filmmaker watched ST, picked up on those odd details surrounding Mike and said shit I'm gonna use that...

Notice how Isak here, a gay teenager who is fully in denial with others and himself, to the point where he makes really homophobic remarks often, gets caught denying a bunch of girls as being attractive in a conversation with his friends. And so now they're questioning him and making him feel on edge bc the focus is on him and his attraction (lack thereof) to girls.

While his friends aren't even implying he is gay in this moment, it's just them genuinely being confused why he doesn't think any of the girls they think are attractive are attractive, you can still see that Isak starts to feel the pressure and so he latches onto the first girl he thinks of, Emma.

Emma just so happens to look like Natalie Portman with her extremely short hair.

Low and behold this very girl enters the room shortly after he says this and so now Isak has to face this and give his friends the impression he is fully interested in this girl, otherwise they would DEFINITELY suspect something is off. And so he goes all out.

He outs himself.

He literally says Don't you look like that boy from Stranger Things, and then follows it up with saying he would only be attracted to her if we're assuming he is attracted to boys, only to quickly backtrack and start to approach her really flirtatiously, then going all out by making out with her.

As this happens, he is kissing her in the bathroom, in front of a mirror...

Now I want to make clear, I am not saying ST was inspired by Skam. I'm pretty sure I did make that clear, it's actually the other way around, which is even more incriminating arguably.

S1 of Stranger Things came out in 2016, whereas s3 of Skam came out the following year in 2017. The hype for ST was so immense, to the point where you had Norwegian teens referencing it in everyday conversation.

The creator of Skam took scenes from ST that framed Mike very peculiarly in s1, and used it as queer-coding for a character that ended up being revealed as gay.

For those that haven't seen Skam Norway... Run. Leap. Drive. Teleport. Do what you have to do and go watch it. It's not available on any streaming, in fact it's only available online through fan-sites outside of where it's based. Conveniently, all 4 seasons with English subs can be found HERE.

Basically this show is amazing and you need to watch it. Some seasons I like more than others. But the gist of it is that every season focuses on a different character from the main group, where they experience some sort of misunderstanding/miscommunication that leads to them being misinformed about certain things, followed by them making mistakes and having doubts, though it tends to end in a way that feels so refreshing compared to what we're used to.

Skam also translates in english to shame, so the idea is that there is an arc surrounding some form of shame every season.

With Isak in particular, he's the focus for s3, though his arc starts to become more clear as early as the end of s1.

Eva, the character in focus for s1, borrows Isak’s phone to call someone, and ends up seeing that there's gay porn in a bunch of his tabs on his browser. Their friend Noora also witnesses this and she ends up being the focus of s2.

Throughout s2, we get even more blatant hints that Isak is gay and in love with his best friend...

So it's established pretty early on throughout the series that Isak is queer and in denial about it, but it isn't until s3 that he himself is able to confront it.

The way they go about this arc, with Isak having unrequited feelings, is exactly how ST would have done it IF Mike hadn't returned Will's feelings.

So if you're looking for more byler proof, go watch this show and see how they don't let Isak pine over his best friend Jonas for more than 2 seasons.

When the story finally puts Isak at the forefront, they give him his own love interest instead of keeping him pining for his friend. It's really pure and amazing and TBH I would have been fine if ST was framed this way, with it being clear from the beginning Isak's feelings were unrequited, and with the other half of the series focusing on him moving on and finding love himself, and also with his best friend and him still being very close.

Although Isak has that queer-coding from the very beginning, with him looking at his friend all fondly, he is still not able to confront any of it. The following season he dates a girl and is a little over the top about it, though we can also see that he is struggling despite not wanting to face it. It isn't until s3 when the story shows us his inner struggle at the forefront, that we see him finally confront it and accept it.

For those that don't know, Skam also loosely inspired the Nick Nelson gay test scene... So we have character that despite showing many signs of being queer, to the point where we know he literally watched gay porn, is still finding himself in a situation where he's taking gay tests 2 years later....

While he might have the knowledge deep down, he was not willing to face it. In fact he was doing everything he could to avoid confronting it.

But then he falls in love and suddenly it's not something he can ignore anymore...

#byler #stranger things #mike wheeler #isak valtersen #skam norway #this show is sooo good please watch #mike experiencing queerness at a young age #not understanding it #not willing to confront it #until he starts having feelings for a boy #and how those feelings play a crucial role in Mike confronting and accepting his queerness #and when in s5 he finally faces it and accepts it and can finally pursue Will the way he wants to #out and proud #we’ll see him finally being happy and true to himself #instead of grouchy and distant

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delespresso · 3 days

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IT'S YOU ━━ Antonio Dawson x fem!reader

author's note; hi! it's been a while since i actually wrote something and i really wanted to start again so here we are. first time writing for my man antonio and i hope it's good and liked <3

prompt; "what do you i've been doing this for?" from this list

summary; after a pretty messy breakup, she ends up crashing at antonio's. and she ends up moving in — but they're just friends.

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Antonio had known her for years. When she first moved to Chicago and became Gabby's partner on Ambulance 61, he was one of the few people that welcomed her from outside the firehouse.

Since then they'd been good friends, usually hanging out at Molly's or helping each other with mundane things. She was even good with Eva and Diego which always helped lessen his load after the divorce. There were times when she helped watch over the kids when Gabby couldn't and Antonio was stuck with a case while his ex-wife was traveling the world with her fancy new boyfriend.

He wasn't sure when it started, but at some point he felt it. The way his excitement grew at the prospect of seeing her again even if just for a drink with their circle of friends at Molly's. Or if they bumped into each other while on scenes. Or the few moments he'd get roughed up on the job and would come to her instead of an actual doctor or something.

But when he realized the way he was leaning onto her more than he probably should, he still couldn't stop it. Which was probably why he immediately offered her a place to stay when she broke up with her boyfriend whom she'd been living with.

“The kids are at a sleepover this weekend, but you don't need to worry about them,” he said as he brought two bottles of cold beer out for them.

She was on his couch, wrapped up in one of his hoodies as she curled up. Her boyfriend of four years turned out to be sleeping with his secretary. Cliché, but god she never expected it.

“You're sure they're gonna be fine with me staying?” she asked, wiping her nose with a tissue since she'd just stopped crying as she took the beer he offered.

In all honesty her heart was crushed. Who wouldn't be? She'd trusted her boyfriend only to find out he'd been stepping out on her.

Antonio could see the way she was hurting. And it filled him with a subtle rage. He wouldn't risk showing it though, all he did now was be there for her.

He let her curl up on the long couch as he settled in the armchair, watching her as she drank her beer.

“They love you,” he reminded her. “Eva would be happy to know you're here so she'd have someone to gossip with.”

They shared a chuckle over that. She did love the long chats with Eva about high-school drama. It was much simpler than her life now.

“You can stay as long as you need,” he added gently, a soft smile as he reassured her.

She looked at him, mustering up a soft smile of her own. How on earth did she get so lucky as to have a friend like him?

⊱ ━━━━.⋅ εïз ⋅.━━━━ ⊰

She'd been staying at Antonio's for half a year by now. The search for a place of her own wasn't going so well. But Eva and Diego were pretty much doing everything they could to convince her to just stay.

Antonio's feelings had been all over the place now that she was literally in the room next door to him. Everywhere he turned she was there. It didn't help with the ongoing want to always be around her.

She was usually so sharp on social cues. She'd notice if her friends had crushes or admirers from miles away. But when it was her own case, she was practically blind to it. Which clearly showed now as she was helping Hermann bartend at Molly's and serving up a drink for Antonio.

“You know you've got a hot one eyeing you up on your four o'clock,” she teased, passing him a bottle of cold beer.

Antonio was aware of the other woman. But his eyes was fixed on the one behind the bar in front of him.

“Yeah,” he chuckled, picking up his bottle and bringing it up to his lips, “I'm not looking for that.”

She rested her hands on the bartop, tilting her head at him. Now that she thought of it, he hadn't been on any dates for a while now. Much less flirting with anyone. Well, anyone but her. But they always had their harmless flirty banter.

“Then what are you looking for?” she asked, leaning forward slightly as she questioned him.

He sighed, scratching his stubble lightly as he turned his head for a moment. God, he loved her but he wished she opened her eyes sometimes.

“I'm not looking anymore ‘cause I already found it,” he answered simply, turning back to her with a soft smile.

“Meaning?” she asked again, raising her brows.

“Well, there's this girl,” he started to say. He paused though, grinning when he saw her lean in slightly as if she was interested in some hot scoop of gossip.

“She got her heart broken a while back. Since then, I've been tryna make her feel better. Pick up the little pieces.”

She paused then, her brain picking up all the information piece by piece. For a minute, she felt like she made the connection. But she didn't want to jump the gun.

“You told her how you feel?”

“Doing that right now.”

There were a few seconds of silence. Both of them just looked each other in the eyes as he smiled softly at the way she simply stared at him like that. He knew she was picking it up now.

“Antonio—”

“It's you,” he cut her off, pushing his beer bottle aside slightly. His arms were folded over the wooden bartop as he spoke to her. “It's been you for years now.”

She blinked, completely dumbfounded. Her heart felt like it was fighting to break out of her ribcage.

He felt like the weight was finally lifted off his shoulders now. It was out. He couldn't take it back and he didn't want to.

“Why didn't you say anything?” she finally asked after a few beats.

“You were spoken for,” he replied.

She'd been taken for the past four years. And he respected the relationship, so he never said anything or acted on his feelings. He wasn't the type for it.

“Not anymore,” she then said.

He paused, his eyes locked on hers for a moment as he nodded slowly.

“Not anymore,” he echoed. “What do you think I've been doing this for?”

A soft smile pulled on her lips as she looked at him, finally realizing she was right. She had sensed the subtle hints, but she was too scared to properly read into it.

Now though, he was making himself clear.

“I like you,” he said properly, making her smile brighter which caused an immediate rise in his heart rate. “And I know you're in the room next door—”

She laughed softly at that, looking down briefly. She was still living in his place after all.

“— but if you'd like, I'd love to properly take you out,” he finally finished.

He was nervous. In all honesty, she made him so nervous it made almost no sense. But he had to take the leap. He'd been waiting for years for the chance and he'd be damned if he didn't take it now.

She smiled, looking at him with those eyes that always made him weak.

“I'll clear my Friday night.”

#antonio dawson x reader #antonio dawson #antonio dawson imagine #chicago pd #one chicago #antonio dawson fanfiction #oneshot #jon seda

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devilmayfamily · 2 years

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Baby On The Way

Soft!Vergil x Fem!Reader Because Papa Vergil changing his plans to take care of you and his baby is the only thing that matters right now

You waddled into the guest bedroom were your boyfriend and brother-in-law sat trying to build a crib. You watched as the two bickered, a half built crib next to them. You chuckled, amazed that the two 18 year olds were even sitting here right now trying to put the thing together.

"It's this piece you idiot," Vergil says.

Dante glares at his brother, snatching the bar from him and putting it into the slot. "I told you it was this one Verg."

Vergil rolled his eyes. In doing so, he noticed you standing in the door way.

"What are you doing up sparrow?" Vergil asks. "You should be resting."

Since the day you told Vergil a baby was growing inside you, the male had been super worried about you. Being part demon meant that some of those genes were gonna transfer down the tree. Knowing how hard and sometimes violent demon births were, and how much trouble his own mother had giving birth to him and his brother, he was constantly worried about you. He fed you all the food you wanted or craved, made sure you got all the rest you needed, kept you hydrated, and didn't let you carry a single thing.

While you were only 5 months in, your belly was already big and round. You were at the point of waddling, Vergil even carrying you when you complained of your feet hurting.

You rolled your eyes. "I'm not going to suddenly faint hun. Besides, I'm really hungry right now," you reply.

Vergil turns to look at his brother for a moment before hopping up from his spot on the ground.

"Dont-"

"I know."

Vergil nods before leading you out to the kitchen. He kept a protective arm around you as the two of you walked down the hall. He leads you over to the couch, settling you down with a blanket before walking into the kitchen.

"Did you have anything in particular you wanted sparrow?" Vergil asks.

"Anything you make will be good," you reply.

Vergil smiles, turning to get some things together. The older twin learned how to make a few things from spending so much time with his mother when he was younger. Eva taught him how to cook and bake as much as she could in their time together and to this day, Vergil is glad it's something he could carry with him.

Within seconds, the comforting smell of Eva's beef stew filled the air. While you never got to meet the wonderful lady, you're glad that you had her son's in your life.

You met Vergil first in Fortuna, the man having much different plans for his life before meeting you. With whatever charm you possessed, you were able to steer him away from his power seeking adventure and the half demon made quite the house husband.

To the blue devil's dismay, you ended up meeting Dante upon asking Vergil to meet whatever family he had left. Though the twins weren't happy with one another at the time, you've become someone the boys could agree on.

Vergil clearly loved you a lot, even Dante could see that even if his brother wouldn't say it out loud.

Dante began to see you as a little sister in your time in his life. Quickly finding out he was going to be an uncle now too surprised the red devil but he was glad to have a family once again.

Once Vergil finished, he brought you a bowl of the beef stew with white rice sitting underneath. You thanked the blue devil as he came around and sat down with you on the couch.

Vergil wrapped an arm around your shoulders, you instinctively leaning against the male.

"How's building the crib going?" you ask.

Vergil huffed, making you giggle. "Dante's making it more difficult than it needs to be."

"I think it's cute he wants to be apart of all of this," you reply. "Even with this business you two are now co-owning."

Since finding out about the baby, Vergil decided to take up his brother's offer on joining him at Devil May Cry. The blue devil had to get money for the baby and you some how.

"I'm glad you stayed. I don't know what I'd do without either of you," you mumble.

Vergil feels his heart ache for a moment. He really was trying to get himself locked in hell for eternity instead of being here with his brother or you before all of this. Now he sits here, awaiting the birth of his son while yelling at his brother on how to properly put a crib together.

Vergil shakes his head, chuckling before kissing the top of your head. "I love you too much to give this up. Even if Dante is a headache sometimes."

You smile, finishing the bowl off. You hand it to Vergil, the male taking it and filling it back up before returning to your warmth.

"What are we going to name him?" you ask. You were looking down at the bump resting on your lap. Vergil looked down as well, thinking for a moment.

"What would you like sparrow?" Vergil asks.

You look up at the male. Your eyes however focus on something behind him. Sitting on the arm rest of a near by chair, sat his black scarf which he normally tucked into the collar of his vest. Said vest rested on the seat of the chair.

"Nero."

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The day finally came for the baby boy to be born. Vergil woke early in the morning to you pacing across the room. He was confused until he noticed a new scent in the air. The scent of labor.

Now Vergil laid on the couch shirtless, a newborn baby boy laying atop him. Something about skin to skin contact made human babies bond to their parents and Vergil, despite being hesitant, indulged you.

The boy was born with a demonic looking right forearm but it didn't seem to bother him in anyway. It fascinated the other two devils seeing as they hadn't been born with traits like this but maybe it had to due with the boy being a quarter. Vergil told himself he'd look into it later.

Nero was a quiet baby for the most part, it was almost perfect. This was until the child could talk and uncle Dante taught him new words. Dante also taught the boy about weapons quiet early.

"Dante! He's 4!," Vergil yells

"Old enough to start wielding Yamato," Dante replies with a smile.

Vergil growls, you being the only one to calm the two.

Speaking of you, you came out of the birth extremely exhausted. Demon births are no joke, even just a quarter one like Nero. You bounced back however relatively quickly, something Vergil found interesting but overall glad to see you doing alright.

Nero did end up learning how to wield Yamato but not until he was 8 to his fathers wishes. Despite the danger you were constantly worried about the child getting into, you were also very proud to see how quickly Nero picked up on everything. Maybe it had something to do with those demon genes.

"He'll make a fine demon hunter," Dante says.

"Once he's 18," you reply. "He still needs to learn about the human world."

"Mommy gonna teach him everything he needs to know?" Dante asked.

"You two can't. Besides, I think he'll enjoy getting to fight you guys much more once I teach him a few things," you reply.

Dante raised an eyebrow to this, but didn't ask. Instead, the two of you turn to watch Vergil 'fight' his son. You watch as Nero stabs his father with a plastic replica Dante had commissioned for him, Vergil faking his death as he kneels to the ground. Nero kicks his father over, putting his foot on his stomach and raising his sword in victory.

"Good job Nero!" Dante yells.

"Amazing son!" You chime in.

Nero smiles, running over to Dante. "Did you see me!?"

"I did! You did great bud."

Vergil smiles, getting off the ground and walking over to you. "He's learning quickly."

"I'd say he has some good teachers," you reply.

"I don't know if I can argue that for Dante."

You laugh, Vergil pulling you in for a hug and kissing the top of your head. You both look over to see Dante softly throwing Nero in the air and catching him, the boy laughing as he landed. With another throw, two pale blue wings sprout from the boys back keeping him afloat. His arm glowed a little before the wings disappeared and the boy fell back into uncle Dante's arms.

Dante looks over at you two amazed, Nero still laughing from being tossed in the air. You were equally amazed, looking between Vergil and your son. Vergil smiled, making another note to teach Nero about who he is soon.

#dmc dante #dmc nero #dmc 5 #dmc #devil may cry 5 #dante dmc5 #dmc vergil #dante sparda #nero sparda #vergil sparda #vergil x reader #devil may cry vergil #vergil x y/n #soft!vergil #uncle dante #baby nero #vergil x you #we love soft vergil #in this house

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fanz-y · 3 months

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So now that I've actually watched 10 anime I wanted to rank them from best to worst

1. MSG: the Witch from Mercury; I have not seen any other Gundam show but I don't think this one is leaving #1 spot ever, and Bandai were cowards and homophobic for not showing us either a kiss or the wedding even though they got married, also I'm so mad that I episode 11 during the hug they didn't even say "I love you". The robots became the least interesting part of the robot show (8th I watched)

2. Bocchi the Rock!; probably what I want most anime to be, can't wait for the movie('s), this, G-Witch and Your Name might as well both be #1, also I want a cute Bocchi plush but I can't find one that's affordable without a high delivery :< (7th I watched)

3. Your Name; A movie that I found on a trans subreddit about a year ago, I didn't think it'd be as good as it was or that it'd affect me as much as it did, but I was left in tears when the credits came on, the story went somewhere completely than I thought it would, 10/10. also tied for first place, it deserves to be watched in a movie theater so much (10th I watched)

4. Cowboy Bebop; twink and his bear friend go on space adventures oh and the twink has his own shadow the hedgehog (6th one I watched)

5. BNA: Brand New Animal; the one of 2 studio Trigger show I've seen but from what I've read and heard they have a pretty mid reputation, I really liked it tho, I watched it around the time I came out and it's a pretty good trans allegory (still feel a tad weird about the ending) (4th one I watched)

6. Neon Genesis Evangelion (and the 1st movie); (don't)Get in the robot Shinji, I had been interested in it a bunch, big robots and all that, but only just got to it. The self perpetuating loop of abuse and trauma that Shinji and everyone gets put through because Genduo can't get over the death of his wife is horrible and I can't think of a more despicable antagonist than him, the movie was so fucked up. I still struggle to get what Seele was supposed to represent. I loved every scene where the Eva's get shown as demons, those looked real cool (9th I watched) (watched it entirely cuz of Signalis)

7. Cyberpunk Edgerunners; watched this before I played the game, the abuse that David went through combined with the end that I miss interpreted put me a bit off and I missed the point, but I got it after a rewatch (3rd one I watched)

8. JoJo's Bizarre Adventure; now that I've grown as a person I can safely say that it deserved to drift from spot 1, part 4 is still my fave. And it's still really really good in spite of how low it is (1st I watched)

9. Guilty Gear Xrd & Strive story mode; I am both counting and lumping them together, I liked the oversized Smurf with a gun, also Elphelt bby girl, still would've preferred an actual game tho(5th one I watched)

100000000000. Future Diary; I've watch this in a trade to get someone else to watch JoJo's, they came out better off with that deal, I am also no longer friends with that person (not because of the show but it's funny to mention) (2nd I watched) I still think it's missing some zeros, just add however many you believe it needs

Honorable mentions:

- Signalis; I know it's not an anime but it's anime adjacent and it's the best story I've ever played through, I don't even like horror games or gore at all that much but I will 100% this game and get all the endings, I wish I could talk about it more but spoiling ANYTHING about it feels wrong and making posts where half the words are censored just so fans get it isn't gonna work

- Pokemon; I loved the XYZ and B&W runs but I haven't watched it all and only remember catching it on TV

-Scott Pilgrim takes off, I watched the first few episodes, I don't particularly care for it, but it looks pretty good

Dishonorable mentions:

- Attack on Titan; I've had a run in with the series back when season 1 came out, back when I thought gore was cool, now I have negative interest in the series, I literally couldn't care less and I'm only putting it here to be fair

Conclusion:

After the Witch from Mercury and Evangelion, I don't care for big robots as much as I used to.

Oh and I'm watching some more soon-ish gimme recommendations

#guilty gear #signalis #neon genesis evangelion #your name #jojos bizarre adventure #the witch from mercury #cyberpunk 2077 #cowboy bebop #bocchi the rock!#bna: brand new animal

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myceliumbean · 6 months

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Cars 2 Agents AU How did Rod survive III

Featuring: In which they rest

Summary: the agents were on a mission, and everything went wrong soon after they entered Russian airspace

Dammit, I just couldn't find a proper place for Rod struggling to tell them about his near-death experience and thus considering changing the chapter names

She's in golden red paint. Holley watched as Julia sneaked into the hangar, woke up Eva, bumped Boris' front tires with a cheerful smile, put down the boxes she carried, and waved goodbye to the team before leaving.

"Much like a storm of energy and cheers, right?"

"Wha- oh, yeah, she's…" Holley turned to face Alyona, who had taken out another cup of cocoa and sipping on it happily. Someone's goot to stop the forklift from taking in this much caffeine. "Is she even at your age?"

"Ah ha! Eva, you owe me one!" Alyona made a resounding "ching" with her tines. "Julia is much older than me, even Michaele, if you would like to know, maybe… let me think about someone… oh, she's like Boris' daughter, and I'm more like his granddaughter!"

The Ilyushin-76 in the background made a not-very-heartily protest and said something like "I'm not that old".

Eva chuckled and smashed the hude cargo plane on his front tires. "Aw, but you almost act like that, you and Zil are equally overprotective."

Boris rolled his eyes, and tilted to the side to take a proper look at Holley and Alyona. "Well, if that's how you want to phrase it, then I'm gonna adopt Siddeley."

Daniil choked at the unexpected words, and Michaele made a soft noise as he tried to bit back his laughter. Then, Alyona smacked the forklift on the back of his red helm, and the two bursted into laughter as they playfully chased down each other, driving circles in the big hangar.

Holley didn't realize she's smilling too, until Daniil drove up and tapped her with his tine. "You look good when you're smiling. Don't be too worried about your friends, they're safe with us."

"…thank you, Daniil. It's just- I don't know, I'm never afraid even we're pointed by guns and completely outnumbered." Holley shuddered as she recalled the feeling of Finn lying limp against her frame, or how cold Rod is when Finn told her the American spy had passed out. "I know it isn't good for us agents being too close or too attached to others, but I can't…"

"Get some rest." Daniil smiled warmly, as if he could read Holley's thought so easily like flipping a book. "You'll need it. Zil has so many things to tell you. I'll take Alyona to check on the other two agents, feel free to call us if you have any question."

"I will. Thank you, Daniil."

Watching as the two forklifts headed for the door to the hangar on the left, Holley let herself drift into her own thoughts.

Finn Mcmissile. Rod Redline. Siddeley. Even Mater, who they had mistaken as Rod. They're all great people.

Holley had joined the mission by accident. She's supposed to hand over the information and period. It was Finn who insisted that he'll need her help and pulled Holley into the center of danger. Not that she's complaining, really, she had learn so much from the field, and fron Finn himself.

If Holley's honest enough to herself, she's actually scared of how fast she became friends with Finn and Mater. Siddeley, on the other hand, was not really close to Holley, but they went well together, and their similar age made the interaction more like ordinary friends than mentor and mentee.

The jaguar would probably get lost in her thoughts forever if that bright red figure didn't stayed there for enough time at the corner of her eyes.

Holley didn't recognize that car. She casted a glance at Boris, but the big guy just continuously reading his book and use his wing to cover Siddeley up with some piece of canvas everytime when the Gulfstream V shuddered in his coma and caused the canvas to slip off.

But as far as she knew, the hangars near this one were control areas, no way they're allowing some random vehicles wandering around like that.

Holley looked at that red car, who might be a jaguar too, and got a look and a smile back.

Chrysler, why on the world was this stranger smiling at me?

That bright red jaguar waved a front tire at Holley and quickly headed to the right side of the hangar, opened the door, and disappeared behind it.

"…um, Boris?"

"Yes, Ms. Shiftwell." The Ilyushin moved his gaze from his book to the small purple jaguar. "Anything wrong?"

"Well, that red jaguar… is it fine to let someone else in? Or is the car part of the team?"

"Ah, him." Boris somehow sounded amused. "He's fine, Zil called him in for some security assistance."

"Oh, I see. Maybe I'm too worried about my friends… will you mind if I take a nap here?"

"No. Just suit yourself, Ms. Shiftwell, I'll look after you guys." Boris said certainly. "I'll wake you up if they're awake."

"That will be appreatiated, thank you. And just call me Holley."

"Good. Now sleep, Holley, Zil's gonna push you to the very end of your strength."

@longjiaojiao had joked about Julia being Zil and Boris' adopted daughter, and I think putting this in would be fun, as Eva was almost the same age as Boris (and they're both a bit younger than Zil) and one of her best interests is teasing her relatively more serious colleagues

Alyona, by the way, is the youngest of the team, even might be younger than Holley, while Siddeley being a bit older than she in this AU

And congratulate to our ghostly-wardering-around and having-too-few-canon-scene C.H.R.O.M.E. agent, Leland Turbo for making his debut in the AU!

#my own post #lj cars2 agents story #boris ilyushin chkalovsky #alyona (cars oc)#eva (cars oc)#Daniil (cars oc)#michaele (cars oc)#holley shiftwell #Julia (cars)#leland turbo

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smolwritingchick · 5 months

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Forced To Believe Chapter 17- Total Divas Season 1 Episode 5

Chapter Summary: Melanie joins the girls for go-karting while Ariane and Trinity have issues with each other

Words: 900+

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'Tampa FL, Next Day'

"Come on girl!" Eva Marie said as her, Jojo, Trinity and Melanie waited for Ariane.

"Gotta wait for the diva," Ariane teased as they all laughed

Trinity (Ariane, Jojo, Melanie, Eva Marie and I are going go-karting today on our day off. Ariane and I have had a lot of tension between us lately so I'm hoping that we'll be able to have fun and chill out a little bit.)

"Ladies, Ladies, I hate to break it to you but I'll be standing on top." Eva Marie grinned as she looked at the stands for 1st, 2nd and 3rd place. She gets on top of the 1st place stand.

"Oh yes, girl." Ariane stood up next to her.

"Both of yall are gonna be number 2 and number three. I'm gonna be number 1." Trinity chuckled

The girls get in their go kart gear.

"All right! Who is ready to get trashed!?" Melanie exclaimed, earning laughs from them.

"Someone's competitive," Trinity teased while Melanie gave her a thumbs up after she put her helmet on.

Ariane (If I don't win, I'm gonna have a boo boo face.)

After the race, Trinity gets 5th place, Melanie gets 4th place, Jojo gets 3rd place, Eva Marie gets 2nd and Ariane gets 1st place.

Melanie (Sucks I lost but it was really fun racing with my friends. I'm happy for the winners. I lost fair and square but I declare a rematch!)

"Losers! Losers!" Ariane bragged and walked around with excitement.

"You are all about winning. Passing me and everything." Trinity grinned as Eva laughed

"Don't be mad." Ariane said.

"I'm not mad. I'm not a sore loser. You won, congratulations." Trinity shrugged.

"You can be a little more sincere about it."

Melanie (I knew I felt tension between them.)

"You're just being bitter right now." Ariane declared

"I'm not being bitter, you doing too much right now. It's a game, who cares?" Trinity exclaimed

"But I won though."

Melanie sighed as she and the new divas watched the drama.

Trinity (You won, we said good job.)

"Don't get hot." Ariane said.

Melanie (Okay, I think Ariane may be making the conflict worse because she keeps talking about how she won. It's done and over with. We all said congratulations, now can we please get some lunch? I want some food.)

"I'm not hot. I'm the one who wins the matches." Trinity argued

"Oh!" Jojo dropped her jaw.

"Ooh~" Eva and Melanie say.

"Oh, you're the one who wins the matches? I'm the one who can talk on the mic. " Ariane declared.

"I can speak very well for myself." Trinity retorted.

"You wanna take it there?"

"Why you getting hot for?"

"Because you took it to a whole 'nother level."

"I didn't! Isn't it true that I'm the one who wins the matches?"

"You win every single match?"

Trinity (No one wants to sit and hear you talk about yourself for another hour.)

"Actually, I'm done..." Ariane rolled her eyes.

"You see? She's too much." Trinity pointed out.

"No, you're too much, you took it to a whole 'nother level."

"Can we please just get some food? And can we please just drop this?" Melanie asked while Jojo nodded in agreement.

"You need to shut up sometimes." Trinity snapped at Ariane while Melanie facepalmed.

"You need to shut up, that's what you need to do." Ariane snapped back.

"Okay, well go."

"I'm done with you."

"No, I'm done with you, nobody wants to hear all that."

Melanie (I'm getting kind of worried because people are staring. Not good...)

"Relax!" Ariane yelled

"Take that bullshit somewhere else. Nobody got time for that right now." Trinity exclaimed. "All right, ready to go?"

"Yes!" Melanie shouted. "I'm freaking starving-" she began but stopped when she saw Trinity push Ariane and getting pushed back by her.

"Don't push me." Trinity angrily said.

"You just push me!" Ariane yelled

"What are you gonna do huh?" Trinity got in her face and Ariane retaliated by pushing her face.

Trinity (Really? You really think I'm scared of you?)

"You acting real ghetto right now."

"I'll show you ghetto," Trinity said in her face.

"Everybody calm the fuck down!" Melanie yelled as she separated the two. "I'm in no mood for this! Enough. We're in a public place and we're supposed to be WWE divas. And right now, we're not showing that because you guys keep arguing. In public! Let's just take it somewhere else and get some food! I'm dying over here!"

"I agree Melanie. Trinity isn't acting like a WWE diva since she wants to act all hype. Tell her to calm down." Ariane pointed out.

Melanie (That's not what I fucking meant!)

"You calm down!" Trinity retorted.

"Ariane! You're escalating it! Just stop, both of you." Melanie exclaimed.

"I'm done..." Ariane walked away.

Jojo (I would have been kind of scared to get in between them two because they really were close to getting very physical.)

"That's what I thought," Trinity said while Melanie held her back.

Melanie (So much for a positive day with friends...)

'Next week, Raw'

"Mark and Jane are with Ariane and Trinity, they are still arguing," Eva says to Melanie as they walk around.

"Jeesh...I hope they get it together. They've been through so much." Melanie sighed.

"Hey, ladies." Nattie smiled, approaching them with Jojo.

"Hey, how are ya?" Melanie asked with a smile.

"I've been all right. How are you, ladies?"

"Fine. Just waiting for Ariane and Trinity. They've been at it."

"I heard..."

Ariane walked to them with an angry expression and was asked how did things go.

"I don't get why she has to act like this..." Ariane sighed.

"Are you guys still having the match?" Nattie asked

"I don't know. We're supposed to talk to Stephanie now."

Ariane (Stephanie McMahon is top lady. She is THE Vince McMahon's daughter. You do not want to be on Stephanie's bad side.)

"Honestly, Ariane, that's not good," Nattie said.

"Exactly..." Ariane mumbled.

Later, Melanie, Ariane, Jane, Nattie and Eva watch Trinity's match. They watch as Trinity miscalculates with the crossbody.

"Yikes," Melanie said with worry.

Trinity loses the match as Alicia wins by the roll up. After Trinity's match, they watch Ariane's match against Aksana and she loses. After their matches, Melanie sees Trinity and Ariane walking together with smiles. "You guys worked it out?"

"Yep!" Ariane grinned.

"Awesome. I'm so happy."

#forced to believe #wwe fanfic #wwe fanfiction #the shield #the shield 4th member

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magicpotatothoughts · 3 years

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REVIEW | My Thoughts on Monster (anime)

MENTIONS: monster spoilers, deathnote spoilers

You know how after you finish a really good anime and there is this overwhelming feeling of loss but also satisfaction? That feeling that gnaws at you to keep researching and watch analysis videos of characters and plot? That's exactly how I feel about Monster. It is one of the most well-crafted, well-paced stories I've ever come across, and this is not just across the manga and anime medium, this is across all mediums; books, shows, movies that I've ever come across with. It's one of those stories that if I didn't make a blogpost about it to get my thoughts down, it'll linger in me for longer than considered healthy hahhaha. PLOT I can't even begin to describe just how amazing this plot is. Seemingly unrelated events and arcs slowly intersect with one another until the finale where everything becomes clear on how they relate to one another, what motivates each character and why certain events turned out they way they did. I'm pretty sure I finished MONSTER in five days and at points where the story introduces so many seemingly unrelated plots, I felt emotionally invested and curious to find out how they relate to the bigger picture. MONSTER is amazing in the way that it exceeded my expectations in how they relate and fit into the larger puzzle of the story. Cliffhangers after cliffhangers, so many moving parts, places and events, different timeskips into the past and future, it was laid out in a way that I, who tends to easily tends to get lost in complex plots, was able to, for the most part, keep up with every revelation in the story. That is true mastery, to tell a complex story that can be digested for the larger audience. Yes I admit I did look up some wikis and videos to confirm or search for a more detailed explanation of the plot at times, but I'm so surprised at how well the plot was able to tie loose threads together so perfectly in the end. But also to leave vagueness where it needs to be left to allow the audience to ponder on the larger themes and concepts covered: nihilism vs. love, identity and morality, genocides, brainwashing, humanity etc. How does a story balance resolution and irresolution so perfectly? I can't help but call MONSTER's mangaka Naoki Urasawa a true genius. Also the use of picture books as a story-device adds another layer of dread and horror. Picture books and children represents a sense of innocence so for that to be subverted and used as a way of brainwashing or manipulating children, as well as clues to later on unveil the author, was tastefully done. CHARACTER The feelings I have towards the characters....are inexplicable. There is growth and development for every character, even the ones that only exist for one arc, I couldn't help but empathise and feel sorry for them. Even someone like Eva, I honestly thought she was just gonna be some rich-spoilt nobody but then when Martin died, I couldn't help but hurt with her as she has shown that she now knows what is important to her yet the chance to be happy with Martin unfortunately slips away. The whole arc on Johan manipulating the child Milos and Grimmer finally being able to convince him not to suicide, mannnn the freaking feels. I don't really know how to describe this next point other than that even though the main characters are well-developed, the audience's emotional proximity to them is compromised because they are mainly used as a plot device. I guess in a sense, it could be considered a necessary sacrifice to craft a near-perfect plot.

The plot device that I am talking is that most of the main cast are used as partial foils to various aspects of Johan. Nina, that even though she underwent severe trauma and is considered the other half of Johan, she happily identifies with the name that is given to her by those who love her. She has hope that she will and deserves love while Johan processed his trauma through nihilism and a screwed sense of morality. Dr Tenma believes that all lives are created equal therefore tries his best to save anyone, no matter good or evil and thankfully sticks by that sense of morality until the end while Johan believes that death is the only equality that all humans face. I think because these characters are used plotwise as foils to Johan, it further amplifies his evil but also the tragedy of his character. Hence, I believe this is why out of everyone's favourite characters in Monster, MAL ratings show that Johan wins by a landslide compared to his 'good' counterparts. However, I can't help but wonder that is it due to his nature or nurture that he turned out the way he did even though his foils went through similar traumas? I think when talking about a great anime villain, of course it is inevitable that I end up comparing Light Yagami from Death Note with Johan. Johan, although commits much worse crimes in my opinion compared to Light (I literally felt at Episode 49 that I had lost all sympathy for his character when he catalysed orphans to suicide), by the end, I don't love him, but I feel so incredibly sorry for him. Light and Johan, are products of their environment that led them to a screwed sense of morality but the intent behind their actions are completely different. Light throughout his entire life is showered with praise for his intelligence, good looks by his loving family and friends but then fuelled by his boredom and grandiose sense of self, decides that he can play god. Johan throughout his life, continue to feel a sense of abandonment and lack of belonging and identity. As he is born of an experiment, he felt less than human, he was objectified by those around him. So when his mother and initially his twin sister (whom he considered to be his other half), in his eyes "abandoned" him, he internalises the belief that he needs to erase everyone that he has ever come in contact with and now that I think about it, he catalysed the children perhaps in his mind to bring equality to their fate and in a way, "end their suffering of being alive and abandoned". I guess in simpler terms, he is only repeating the cycles of trauma he experienced as a kid as E.g. one person with terrible parents continue to choose terrible partners. While Light craved attention born from his pride, Johan just wants everyone that he has ever involved with to die at the hands of their own evil and destruction. Basically he is saying "Ok you've abandon me? That's what you've chosen? Well then fine, I'll erase you in order to erase me if that's your wish".

In my opinion, Johan is a scarier villain but a much more tragic one at that, he has never known love and even when presented with love, he cannot process or express it. Anyone that shows him love, his foster parents, he doesn't know how to react to love therefore kills them, thinking that he's just protecting himself and his twin sister from another repetition of their mother abandoning him. His calm demeanour and expressions of emotions are completely void of any warmth, as he has never understood or internalised the warmth provided to him since the orphanage and the parental abandonment.

Light kills and feels the thrill of the kills, while Johan kills and feels nothing.

His screwed morality that he follows is simply what he believes to be the truth rather than something driven by anger or sorrow. Thinking about Johan makes me feel sad, this emotionless monster was born and created and has never known simple human emotions. This is why I guess out of all of the foils, Grimmer is the most interesting one. Even though both Grimmer and Johan survived their time at the orphanage, both in a sense, nameless,

Grimmer continues to hope that he will learn and internalise human emotions and in the end he did, he learnt what love is and therefore the sorrow that comes with losing his own child.

So therefore, once again, it brings me the question of nature and nurture, why does Johan use his expressions to become the monster yet Grimmer used his expressions to relate to those around him in hopes that he will regain his emotions? Grimmer died technically nameless but made such a huge positive impact on those around him... I don't know the answer to this but I guess the author probably intended it that way to make us wonder......

I must say, this is a very men-driven story, there isn't anything wrong with that, but I wished there were slightly more ....I don't know..... because Nina and Eva were pretty well developed.... but I don't know, something felt lacking in the women characters. SOUND I can't help but comment on the music first. It's so interesting, at first I felt like the music wasn't anything catchy or emotional but served the plot and scenes perfectly gave the desired effects well to support the emotions in a scene. But then as the episodes went on, the OP and the ED really grew on me. I must commend on Kuniaki Haishima, he managed to tie the main theme of the OP in every single bgm track, no matter what style. He manages to sneak it in as background cafe jazz music, in pivotal suspenseful scenes and as calm journey montage music. I think it was probably intended that there is so much choral aspects to the tracks, I think it's suggest biblical allusions as the anime covers so many biblical themes such as redemption and fate and identity. The orchestration of the tracks were absolutely incredible, I wonder if he had an entire orchestra at his disposal and many tracks were live-recorded? One thing I must say is that I wished that if he used live instruments and voices (or really good sample libraries), he should stick to live voices rather than use synthy vocal or string pads, it sounds a bit jarring as so much of the work displayed complex and intricately crafted orchestration so when I randomly heard midi voices, I felt like it didn't quite go with the rest of the instrumentation of some tracks. Although, I must take into account that this anime was created in the early 2000s so resources were more limited compared to now. Incredible voice-acting, I wonder if the voice actors experienced any psychological damage from how much they had to express anguish and pain in the characters. Man it's so dark, it must have taken an emotional toll on them I think, at least for me I think I would have suffered. ANIMATION Amazing angles and use of camera and framing throughout the entire anime. The realistic style suits the dark themes of the work, Even though there were so many time-skips, memories, fragments of memories, it was so clear visually distinguishable for the audience. One thing I'll say is that i think the dark colour palette, limited the physical traits of the minor characters. Sometimes I did find myself getting a few characters confused because their hairstyles and colours were so similar. Overall, incredible anime. Mannnn, I'm gonna have to watch a few chill anime after this one just to recover from the psychological damage that Monster has done to me.

#monster anime #monster manga #deathnote #anime thoughts #given anime #psychological #dark thriller #anime analysis #foils #storytelling #johan liebert #tenma sumeragi #kenzo tenma #wolfgang grimmer #anna liebert #naoki urasawa's monster #Naoki Urasawa #kyoto animation

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ginny-rose-sixx · 4 years

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What the Fork? Ch 1

Story Summary:

Eva Rozlyn "Roz" Roberts accidentally time travels when she fiddles with her time turner while watching The Dirt. She ends up in 1981 in the Mötley apartment. How will the Crüe react? Will she ever be able to get back to 2020? Will Roz be able to handle their way of life? Will she ever be able to control the time travel?

A/N:

I decided to start putting my story ‘What the Fork’ on Tumblr in addition to AO3 and WattPad (11 chapters). I wanted to organize my writing some more. Since I plan on this being a very long book and I want to make it a series, I want to take notes on my chapters so that I avoid continuity errors. Also, if I find any grammatical errors that I missed I will fix those. With the notes and everything, I thought that I would start putting this up here as well. As time goes on, I may do alternate takes on chapters and stuff like that.

Oh, and the title is a bit of a funny story. When I first was trying to come up with a title, I asked for my boyfriend’s help. I told him the premise of the story and a summary of the first chapter. The first words out of his name were, “What the fuck???” And I was like, “Ok, there we go.” Of course, I wasn’t gonna swear in the title even though I do in the story. So, I decided to make a reference to the tv show ‘The Good Place’.

Pairing: Not disclosed to reader yet

Warnings: swearing

Word count: 1886

Chapter One

Eva Rozlyn Roberts, aka Roz, was sick of waiting for her friend to pick her up. She was supposed to be going to her first ever convention. She was dressed as a Gryffindor witch. She started to fiddle with parts of her costume. First, she was twirling her Newt Scamander replica wand for a while. *Why on Earth am I still waiting for her?* Roz wondered. Roz put her wand up her sleeve, and she tried calling her friend Katy for what felt like the 100th time that day.

After the voicemail picked up again, Roz decided to start watching The Dirt again. She had lost track of how many times she had watched the movie and listened to the songs since the movie came out. As she watched the movie, she took out a time turner necklace and started twirling it in all of the different directions. *I wish I had never agreed to go with Katy. She always forgets about me or bails.* She dropped the necklace and started to braid her hair.

About an hour into the movie, Roz had already braided her hair so that it hung over her left shoulder. Her hair was black and it had deep red highlights all throughout. When she started twirling her time turner necklace again, a faint blue tendril of light started twisting around her fingers and slowly working its way up her arms. Before she even noticed it, the light was covering the entirety of her forearms. She immediately stopped playing with the time turner and started to panic. *Time turners are NOT even real! I cannot deal with this. I just turned 19 and I have to move soon. Fuck! What’s gonna happen to Hope?* The blue light had engulfed her and no matter how hard she tried; she couldn't get the time turner out of her hands. The last thought she had before she blacked out was *I hope she’s safe and that I’m at least gonna go somewhere fun.....*

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The guys had just finished agreeing on a name. Mötley Crüe was finally a reality. They kept drinking together and didn't pay any attention to the strange blue light emanating from under the table. After a few hours, Tommy exclaimed, "Dudes, the only thing that could make this better would be for a chick to be here!"

After a pull from his beer Vince laughed and asked, "Where exactly do you expect a chick to come from?"

Mick growled sarcastically, "In a ball of light ya dumbass."

Tommy's eyes lit up with teenage enthusiasm. "Ya really think so Mick?"

Nikki just laughed and said, "He was joking dork."

By then the light had waned and then, all of a sudden, it flashed back out from under the table. It engulfed the Crüe and Vince screamed. Once the light was gone Mick was shocked. "Seriously, I was joking about the light. What the fuck's going on under the table?"

Tommy ducked his head under the table and immediately popped his head back up. "Dudes, I can't believe it. I think I drank too much! There's a fuckin chick under the table!"

Nikki cackled "T-bone quit fuckin around! Is there even anything other than trash under there?"

Tommy glared and pouted "I'm not joking. Just look for yourself dude!"

Mick grunted in pain as he got down on the floor and saw the strangest thing. There was girl who was maybe in her older teens. Her sudden appearance wasn't the only strange thing. She had unnatural black and red hair that was braided. She was also in what looked to be a school uniform. She had a red and black plaid skirt, knee high socks, odd combat like boots, a black blouse, a dark grey cardigan with a lion crest on it, and oddest of all a cloak. Mick decided that they needed to at least get her out from under the table. Maybe wake her if possible. "Nikki stop your cackling and help me move her to the couch."

"Fine, fine" Nikki said as he rolled his eyes.

Tommy and Vince moved the table and Mick carefully lifted her head and shoulders with a grimace while Nikki got her legs. Once they got her on the couch, Vince decided to bail to his girlfriend’s place, "Sorry, but I'm not sober enough for this shit. I'll be back later."

Tommy leaned over the girl and asked, "Where do you guys think she came from?"

Nikki shrugged, "Fuck if I know. Wake her up and see."

Tommy started to poke her in the cheek. She mumbled "...5 mur min mum..." Tommy giggled and then decided to poke her sharply in the side. The girl's emerald eyes flew open as she shot into a sitting position.

She screamed and flailed her arms which resulted in smacking Tommy in the face. "What the fork? Son of a bitch! What kind of asshole jabs someone they don't know in the side? Seriously, what the fuck?!"

The guys looked at her with wide eyes and then at each other. "Well Mick you're the one who said a chick would come from a ball of light. What do you think we should do with her?" Nikki asked.

Mick chuckled "Your apartment, you guys figure it out. I'm gonna just drink more."

Sitting up fully and looking around the room, the girl was disoriented. "She's right here and she even has a name! She also wants to know who you guys are and where she is," she snapped at them.

Tommy sat next to her on the couch and responded, "Well I'm Tommy, that's Nikki and that's Mick. You are in our apartment."

"Well theirs" Mick said pointing between Tommy and Nikki with his bottle of Jack.

"Now your turn" Nikki said pointedly to her.

Roz nervously tucked her legs under herself and hugged her knees. Looking down at the floor Roz said, "I'm Roz, that's all you're going to get from me right now. I want to know what city I'm in and what year it is. I've learned from books, TV, and movies that fresh out of a ball of light you figure out where and when you are."

Tommy's brow knitted and he said, "Um its 1981 and you're in Los Angeles. Uh I guess that means I should ask you; where and when are you from Roz?"

She looked with wide eyes between Mick and Nikki before settling back on Tommy. "Please don't freak out," she said quietly. As she looked down at her boots, she mumbled, "I'm from Madison, WI, and I was in the year 2020. I was born July 1, 2001 so I turned 19 a week ago in my time.”

Nikki snorted, and Tommy elbowed him before he interrupted, “Seriously dude?? You’re from the future AND from Wisconsin?? How the fuck did you get here? Also, why under the table?”

“I have no clue Tommy, I was just messing around with my necklace and then POOF………” Roz trailed off and then stared wide-eyed at Mick, Tommy, and then fixed her eyes on Nikki. She had finally realized who she was with. “Holy fucking shit balls!!!!!! M-Mick Mars? T-Tommy Lee? …. A-a-an-and N-ni-Nikki S-ss-Sixx?” She continued stare at Nikki who, after a bit, narrowed his eyes at her before turning to Mick and Tommy.

“How the hell does she know who we are?” Nikki wondered.

Mick shrugged and Tommy laughed and said, “Wait dude, she’s from the future, right? We’re probably famous. Hey Roz is that how you know us?”

“Shit, I shouldn’t have let that bit slip. This better not fuck up the space time continuum. I refuse to tell you guys about your futures.” She said wildly staring at Tommy.

“Ok… ok… What should we do with her until we figure out if she can even go home?” Tommy asked turning to Nikki.

“Well we can claim she is related to one of us,” suggested Nikki. “Hey Mick want a sister or a cousin?”

Mick shook his head and chuckled slightly. “If she’s gonna be my cousin I wanna know her whole name. So, lady teen, what’s your name?”

“Seriously Mick? Lady teen? Ugh fine, my name is Eva Rozlyn Roberts. I prefer Roz though.” She looked between the guys and then around the disgusting living room. “So… um…. Where am I going to live? If I recall this place only has the 2 rooms and Vince and Tommy already share one of them.” She thought for a moment, *Honestly, I hope they say I have to share with Vince and Tommy. Sharing with Nikki would be nerve wracking.*

“Seriously dude, it’s creepy how much you know about us. You can share the room with me and Vince. I know Nikki ain’t gonna wanna share.” Tommy said looking like a hopeful puppy.

“I guess that works. I’m gonna need something other than my costume to wear guys. I can’t always walk around LA dressed as a character from Harry Potter.” Roz said.

“Wait who’s this Harry guy?” Nikki asked frowning.

Roz giggled, “He’s the main character from a series of books that started in the late 90’s. He is a wizard and goes to a magical boarding school. It’s my favorite series of books ever. Right now, I’m wearing the Gryffindor version of the Hogwarts uniform. I also have a time turner necklace and a replica of Newt Scamander’s wand.”

Mick rolled his eyes, “ So let me get this straight. You just decided to dress like a wizarding school girl and then play with magical objects?”

Roz’s face clouded over, “Well I was supposed to be going to a convention with my friend Katy. Bitch never actually picked me up. I was fiddling around with the time turner necklace while watching a movie. Then I was in a blue light and passed out. Seriously, magic isn’t real. At least it wasn’t until the time turner decided to spaz out and actually work.”

Nikki smirked and asked, “Are you sure you’re not a witch? You’re already a time traveler. Why not be a witch too?”

“Bro do you really think she’s a witch? That would be so cool!!!” Tommy turned to Roz and asked, “Do you think that your wand will work too?”

Roz giggled, “That would be amazing, although I doubt it does. But damn is it getting late or what? Any chance we can go back over this after some sleep?”

“Well Tommy show her to Vince’s bed. I think it would be hilarious if Vin came back while she was sleeping in his bed.” Nikki says lighting up a cigarette.

Tommy turned to Roz, “I should have some sweatpants and a shirt for you to wear.”

“Tommy I hope you’ve got some workout shorts because your legs are way to long,” Roz said as she followed Tommy. Tommy handed her some shorts and a t-shirt and pointed out Vince’s bed. “Thanks Tommy.”

After Tommy left the room Roz shut the door and changed. She folded her clothes and stuffed them in the pillowcase, and she still wore the time turner and kept the wand in its sheath on her forearm. She laid down and her last thought before sleep claimed her was of how strange this all is.

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motleyfuckingcruee · 4 years

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Rocket Queen

0.9: Movie Date

Henley's P.O.V

We end up in front of a move theatre. I look down at my outfit, a frown on my face. This would be acceptable if we were going to a club. But we aren't at a club. We're at a movie theatre. Where parents bring their children. Why in the actual fuck did Madeline make me dress like this when we are just at a theatre?

I narrow my eyes at the brunette that's in front of me, forcing myself not to knock her upside the head for this bullshit. I feel bad for it, but my anger is slowly growing with Madeline.

I feel myself to start shaking. Why am I getting so mad? Is it because I'm beyond embarrassed? More than likely. As I feel tears spring to my eyes, Duff grabs my hands. My anger goes away, replaced with confusion. I look up at the blonde. Why did he grab my hand?

Duff smiles at me, leaning down. "Don't worry," He whispers in my ear. "You look amazing. I'm lucky enough to have you here with me."

A blush instantly warms my cheeks. He's flirting with me again. Not that I mind.

There's only one question circulating around my mind. Why me?

It's no secret that Duff is very attractive. Everything about his personality is alluring. Hell, that's pretty much why I went home with him that night. That and being chased by the cops. Anyways, he could have any girl that he wants. One that's older, more experienced, hella prettier. Probably a tall blonde with jaw dropping blue eyes and a figure that only models have.

Why would he want me? I have boring brown hair, dull brown eyes, and a pretty flat figure. I have no boobs or butt whatsoever. That never bothered me until now. What if he gets bored with me?

God, I'm talking like we're together. Stop it, Henley!

"Henley!" Duff exclaims, swinging my arm a bit.

"What?" I ask, still a little bit in my head.

"I asked, What did you want?"

I look up, surprised to find that Duff led me straight to the concession stand without me falling. This completely snaps me back to reality.

"Oh!" I exclaim, feeling my cheeks heat up with embarrassment. "I'm so sorry. Uh, I'll just have a Dr. Pepper."

Duff furrows his eyebrows. "You don't want any popcorn or anything to eat?"

I feel my stomach roll with just the thought of eating anything. I'm way too nervous to eat. I'll probably end up puking it up which would be hella embarrassing.

"I'm sure," I say, smiling up at him.

I look over to see Madeline and Steven eagerly waiting on us. They're just excited to make out. I don't even know what movie we're going to see. I guess I'll just find out.

Five minutes later and we're in the theatre that was the playing the move we're gonna see. Steven and Madeline choose the seats in the very back. Not that I'm complaining. At least I don't gotta crane my neck to see what's happening.

I sit down a few seats away from the couple. Duff looks at me weirdly, but follows anyway. Through that entire time, he never let go of my hand. It definitely helps calms my nerves a bit.

As we sit down, Duff looks at me, a huge grin on his face. "Why'd we sit this far away from them?"

I shrug. "Did you really want to hear the sound of their lips smacking together for the entire movie?"

Duff laughs, taking a drink of my Dr. Pepper. "I guess you have a point."

"Hey! That's mine," I pout, pretending like I'm upset about it. "You got the same exact thing as me!"

"Yours tastes better," He says, a smirk on his lips.

I laugh in disbelief. I never thought that would be his reason for drinking my soda. "You're impossible."

"So are you, my dear," He responds, throwing some popcorn in his mouth. The majority of the popcorn either got in his hair or missed his mouth entirely. Only about two pieces made it in.

I erupt into laughter, doubling over with tears in my eyes. "Oh. My. God," I say in between laughs.

I look up at Duff with teary eyes, giggles still coming from my mouth. He's got a cute pout on his face. He looks like a puppy that's just been kicked.

"Aw," I giggle, starting to pick the popcorn out of his teased blonde hair. "You poor baby."

"Don't laugh at me!" He says, watching my face as I pick out the popcorn. His cheeks turn bright pink.

"And why not?"

"Be-Because I'm embarrassed!"

I mock shock. "The Duff is embarrassed? I thought that would've been impossible!" Duff stays quiet, his cheeks burning brighter. I smile at him softly. "On a serious note, you really don't need to be embarrassed around me. I'm not gonna make fun of you or anything."

Duff relaxes at my words, a smile forming on his lips. "You don't have to be either."

I scoff. "I'm never embarrassed."

"That's such a lie! You act like I don't see your face turn red when you do something that you think is embarrassing," Duff says, a smug expression written on his features.

I sigh, nodding my head at the work I'd done. All of the popcorn is out of the poor guy's hair. "You caught me there. I get embarrassed easily."

"You do a good job of hiding it. I'm just very observant," He says, looking into my eyes.

I sit back in my seat, my eyes never leaving the blonde man's in front of me. I gulp as he starts to lean forward. Should I kiss him? Will this be a cliché thing where we make out in the movie theatre? Is he doing this just because he takes pity on me? So many things are whirling through my head. I choose to shut them off. For once my brain decides to listen to me. All I'm focusing on is Duff. I start leaning in as well, feeling my heart about to burst out of my chest. I feel Duff's warm breath on my lips. He smells like vanilla, vodka, and cigarettes. A comforting smell believe it or not. Just as our lips brush together, a shrill voice tears us apart.

"Madeline! Henley!"

I look up to find none other than Jake and Eva standing in front of us. Madeline looks over at me, worry and fear on her features. I look past Eva who looks rather excited to see us. Jake's expression is one full of hurt. That's right. I blew him off to go on this date with Duff. Funny how I don't regret coming now.

I sigh. This is just going to be a great night.

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rogue-barnes-16 · 5 years

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THE PLUS ONE

Summary: Rumors about Gwilym's love life are all over Internet but he always refused to disclose anything. However, after a year of a good and healthy relationship, he decides it's time for the world to know Y/n.

Request: All right doll, Could you write some Blake Shelton or/& Gwilym Lee fanfic for me, it would be awesome!! Love you and your work both of you are amazing 😉😻🌚💦

Pairing: Gwilym Lee x Reader

Genre: fluff

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Requested by: @marvelieber-rdjr01

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Warnings: a tiny bit of swearing, ofc!Evangeline

A/N: Idk why it's taking me so much time to write, I apologize. It never happened before, I guess I've been a while without writing. If you sent me a request, don't worry, I'll post it as soon as possible. About this request, it was really special, so I put extra effort on it. I hope you enjoy <3.

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"Darlin'!" my friend called the barman attention by hitting the surface of the barcounter. "my friend wants a martini and..." she gave me a knowing smirk before leaning over the counter. "I want your number."

"what the hell Eva?" I hissed, not able to hold back a chuckle. She shrugged, mouthing a confused 'what now', and I turned to the barman. "she'll have wine. Just wine" I remarked.

The boy on the other side of the barcounter nodded whilst chuckling and served us what we had ordered.

"I mean, I didn't think it'd work but okay"

"yeah, sure" I teased her, nursing my cup. "anyways- what are you doing now?" I asked while she turned her stool to face the people behind us, sitting in the booths. "Eva?"

She opened and closed her mouth a couple of times before actually speaking. "So there's that cute blond boy-" she was cut off by my snort, which made her nudge me. "no, listen. There's that cute blond boy and there's that handsome man staring at you shamelessly."

"wait what?" I hesitantly spun my own stool, following my friend's line of sight until my eyes met with a pair of blue ones which belonged to a tall, slim man staring at me. "shit" I muttered, rapidly coming back to my initial position. "he's hot"

"He's your type." my friend stated whilst sipping her wine. "aw now he's all bashful" she updated me, letting out a laugh. "he's no longer looking, I think he saw you staring"

"bitch" I called her, refraining the temptation of looking at the man once again. "he saw you staring"

"go talk with him" she whispered, resting her back and elbows against the edge of the counter. "he seems shy all from sudden."

"I'm-" this time, I did turn around to check on him once again, and damn, he was attractive as hell. "-not gonna do that."

"Y/n are you kidding me right now?" Eva asked rhetorically. "it's not the moment to be shy." she waited a few seconds for me to move, but when I didn't, she took the matter in her own hands.

"Eva-" I tried to stop her but she was soon walking towards the two men across the pub. "fuck"

I followed her form until she reached them, and then my eyes came back once again to the tall man, making me miss completely the way Eva pointed at me.

It was only when the mysterious man started to make his way towards me, that I realized what had just happened.

Before I had time to kill my friend, who now seemed to be very interested in whatever the blond boy was saying, the man was standing in front of me. "hey there, I'm Gwilym"

"Uh hi. Y/n" I replied, giving him an involuntary smile.

"Your... friend, I suppose?" he questioned, trying to hide his nervousness. "suggested me to buy you a drink instead of..."

"...of staring at me?" I guessed, raising my eyebrows at him, the ghost of a smirk forming on my lips when he nodded sheepishly.

"But, since you already have a drink" he shoved his hands in his pockets, taking a peek at the improvised dance floor in the middle of the pub. "do you want to dance?"

"I mean-" I opened and closed my mouth, meditating my answer. "I'm terrible at dancing."

"me too" he shrugged with a sweet smile dancing on his lips. "but it'll be funny, and if you get bored, I can walk you home" he added, extending his hand to me.

"such a gentleman" I stated, taking his hand, at first just to climb off the stool. However, he intertwined our fingers and leaded me to the middle dance floor, just in time to dance a slow song. "after all, I might not step on your feet."

"lucky me" he replied with a hint of humor in his voice, right before resting one of his hands on my waist while the other held one of my own.

We stayed like that for a long while, lightly swinging at the peaceful rhythm of the melody playing on the pub, lost in each other's eyes.

One Year Later

I was sat in my couch, wrapped in blankets and watching The Diary of Bridget Jones, when I heard my main door opening. "I'm in the living room!" I yelled, guessing it was Evangeline.

"Y/n, love!" my eyes opened widely at the sound of Gwilym's voice. "I'm home!"

"wha- how-" I attempted to move from the couch but it turned out to be almost impossible due to the amount of fabric wrapped around me. "I thought you were on press tour still"

"I am" he replied, walking towards me to kneel before the couch where I was. "but I missed you" I beamed at him, and a second later, he had leaned in to place a tender kiss on my lips "and I wanted to give you a surprise"

"awe" my hands left their cozy haven, recently found in the blankets, to hold both of his cheeks and bring him into another kiss, even though if this time we couldn't stop smiling. "I want more surprises like this one"

He then pulled away from me, holding both of my hands with his. "in that case" a mischievous grin made its way to his lips. "I might have another one" I raised my eyebrows, prompting him to tell me what he was up to. "we- the boys and I- were offered the possibility of taking a plus one with us to the Oscars"

I opened my mouth in agape, not because I had the chance to go to the Oscars —I would fangirl about that later—, but because he was offering me to go with him as his plus one.

"Gwilym" a wave of insecurities visibly washed over him the moment I said his name. "okay, first of all, come here" I pulled him up to sit besides me on the couch, and once he was there, rested my side against the backrest to face him. "I'd love to go." I assured him.

He sighed, a somehow sad smile twisting up the corner of his lips. "but?"

"are you sure you want us to be public?" I asked him softly. "because if you're doing this for me, you don't have to" giving him a smile, I prompted myself on my knees to kiss him. "I'm happy now. Evangeline, Ben and Joe know about us and that's more than enough."

"I know, Y/n" he pulled me onto his lap, giving me another kiss. "I know we're happy like this. And" his thumbs rubbed my hips, something that I managed to feel even through all those layers of fabric. "I'm the one who wanted this to be a secret but-" he bit his lower lip, struggling to find the right words. "I mean- we- now-"

I rested my cheek against his chest and leaded one of my hands to the crook of his neck to trace random patterns there, something I knew that would calm him.

"today we had an interview." he finally starting talking calmly "the interviewer asked me about my hobbies." I felt his fingers combing me hair. "and I wanted to say that I love watching TV shows with you on Saturday nights. I wanted to tell her how much I enjoy helping you cooking because I know you'll burn the kitchen if I'm not there" I slapped his chest playfully, earing a chuckle from him. "I wanted to tell her about our Sunday morning runs, and about our romantic escapades."

"sweet" I commented, lifting my gaze to look at him, who had his beautiful blue eyes on me. "and you want to be able to say those things." he nodded. "100% sure?" he nodded again, this time more eagerly. "then I need to find a dress."

"Evangeline is going to need one too" he informed me with a knowing smile on his face. "Ben is going to ask her to go with him."

"how are you so sure she'll say yes?" he snorted and I shook my head, chuckling. "yeah, don't even answer." I attempted to get up, but Gwilym tugged my arm and I fell back on the couch. "I gotta call her, Gwil."

"not now" he hugged me and made us both lie down on the couch. "I'm tired and needy." I let out a laugh, shifting to have my head comfortably laid over his chest once again. "I'm in the mood for cuddles with my amazing girlfriend"

"You're always in the mood for cuddles" I retorted, throwing one of my arms over his torso and tangling my legs with his. Meanwhile, both his arms wrapped around me, one of his hands finding it's way once more to my hair. "okay. Just for a bit"

"as you wish, love" Gwilym mumbled, already drifting off.

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"okay guys" one of the coordinators of the staff called our attention. "your turn. All of you go together, but once you reach the middle section of the carpet you can split up, go solo, take pictures or whatever" he stepped aside and prompted us to walk. "first Ben-"

"Jesus fucking Christ. Goddamnit. Fuck. why did I agree? Fucking hell" Evangeline cursed in low voice, holding onto Ben's arm to walk down the red carpet.

"now Joe. Allen, you go next" they both stepped out, and finally, the coordinator turned to Gwilym and me. "Gwilym, your turn."

"ready?" he whispered, securing me by holding my waist.

"yeah I'm just nervous as fuck" I muttered, smiling for the cameras and the paparazzi that were now taking photos of us.

"I'm gonna be honest, I'm so bloody nervous too" I let out a nervous laugh and he did the same right before another coordinator stopped us to stay still a few seconds, so the reporters could take proper pictures of us. "Y/n?"

"yeah?"

"I'm gonna kiss you, don't freak out" I didn't have time to give him any snarky reply before his lips were on mines, his hands holding my cheeks. "You're red" he stated with his eyes still closed.

"you didn't even see me, asshole" I hissed, feeling my whole face burning.

"Don't need to. I know you." he replied, pecking my forehead before letting go of me, for us to face the cameras once more. "Y/n?"

"not another kiss" I warned him, resuming our walk when the coordinator told us to do so.

"No no, at least not now." he leaned on me and whispered on my ear, "I love you"

I spun my face, capturing his lips before replying, "I love you too" with a big beam on my face, that was probably equivalent to the one on his.

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blueriverhayes · 5 years

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[4] Alone

Part 1:

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Just as Rick and Daryl ran into the camp, hundreds of the dead began to litter the horizon behind them. Instantly, everybody began to pack their things into the RV and cars, but the herd was moving too fast. Within minutes, everybody was surrounded.

"There's too many of them!"

"We have to leave, now!"

Eva could hear the panic in their voices as she grabbed her hunting knife out of the waistband of her pants. After she watched Shep die, Eva forced herself to overcome her fear of the dead and by the time she met Rick and his group, she had nearly a hundred kills under her belt. She was still terrified, though.

After a few minutes of nonstop fighting, a half circle of walkers backed Eva up until she hit one of the barn's walls. For a moment, she thought she could get through this because she was with a group now. She thought somebody would try to save her. But that hopefulness left as soon as she saw cars speeding away from the farmhouse.

"No!" Eva screamed out, tears blurring her vision as she killed walker after walker. She was exhausted, and about to just give up and let the walkers have her, when she heard the familiar sound of a motorcycle pull up in front of her. She watched as Daryl pulled out a shotgun and cleared a path for her. Killing one last walker, Eva sprinted to Daryl and hopped on his bike, holding on tight as he sped away.

Just as they reached the end of the driveway, Eva turned around. Somebody had set the barn on fire; it was completely engulfed in flames and hundreds of walkers were surrounding it. The walkers were tearing through the farmhouse, and Eva couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. Although she had only stayed at the farmhouse for two days, she would miss the peacefulness and tranquility of it.

As Daryl sped on, Eva closed her eyes and laid her head on his back, trying to imagine that she was riding with Shep, and the world hadn't ended, and it was just another normal day. Usually, she could escape the world when she closed her eyes, but she couldn't that night.

"We're goin' to the highway," Daryl yelled over his shoulder, "that's where everybody's gonna be."

"How do you know?" Eva asked, forgetting trying to lose herself. Daryl didn't say anything as they made their way to the highway, but he was stopped in his tracks by another herd that was swarming the road.

"Shit," Daryl said, staring at the herd as they all turned around and started walking towards the bike.

"Now what?" Eva asked, subconsciously grabbing her knife's handle. Daryl waited a moment longer before turning around and speeding off in the other direction.

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Daryl drove until the sun began to peek above the horizon, emitting a warm, calming glow over the earth. Eva was exhausted, and she knew Daryl must have been, too, but he didn't show any signs of stopping.

"Daryl," she called, lifting her head so her lips were beside his ear. "Daryl, you need to rest. We need to find the others."

Daryl ignored her, gripping the handlebars tighter as he continued on.

"Daryl, stop!"

Daryl slid to a stop, and Eva grabbed tightly onto his waist to prevent flying off the motorcycle. He shot up, throwing his bike - and coincidentally Eva - on the ground before storming off.

"Daryl!" Eva yelled, clenching her teeth as she crawled out from under the motorcycle.

They had made their way into a small town, complete with a bar, a gas station, and a hardware store. Eva watched Daryl as he ignored her and walked into a deserted bar. She considered going after him, but thought against it when she realized she didn't know what to say. He must have thought everybody was gone, but Eva saw at least two cars drive away. There were some survivors; Daryl and Eva just had to find them.

Deciding it was best to leave Daryl alone in the bar, Eva grabbed a bag off of his motorcycle and walked into the gas station, grabbing a few canned goods and bottles of water. After checking out the hardware store, and grabbing an axe for herself, she boarded up all the entrances except for the front door. After eating half of one of the cans, Eva grew restless, not liking just sitting down in one place and twiddling her thumbs. She left the hardware store and made her way to the bar, where Daryl had just emptied a bottle and threw it over his shoulder.

"Daryl?" Eva asked gently, not wanting to startle him. His back was facing her, and he didn't turn around when she spoke up, but she could see his shoulders stiffen. "Daryl, we should head back-"

"Why?" Daryl questioned, stumbling a bit as he turned around. Eva was taken aback by his sudden outburst and was at a loss of words as he walked towards her, pointing a finger at her chest. "You saw the herd and the fire, same as me. If any of 'em survived, they woulda gone to the highway, but the walkers took that, too. They're gone. No sense in headin' back." Eva watched as Daryl stormed off yet again, grabbing his crossbow as he exited the bar.

Eva couldn't believe what he said, couldn't believe how quickly he gave up. She knew she saw cars leaving. She knew that some of the group survived. She just had to make him know, too.

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It was a few hours after midday when Daryl made his way back into town. For a bit, Eva thought he left her for good, so she was relieved when he walked into the hardware store with a handful of squirrels tied to his waist. Without saying anything, he threw the squirrels on the ground beside Eva and started building a fire. Eva watched as Daryl skinned each squirrel, throwing the meat in a can and the remains on the fire. After about a half hour, Daryl had soup cooking.

Tired of the silence, Eva decided to speak up.

"Do you really think they're all gone?"

Daryl looked at Eva through his overgrown hair for a moment before looking back down into the flames. He hummed an 'I don't know' before moving the can of soup off the fire.

"'M just tired of losing people. Here," Daryl grunted, pouring half the soup into another can and handing it to Eva.

"Thanks." Eva began to sip her soup as Daryl slurped his up like he hadn't had food in months. In other circumstances, she would've laughed.

While they were eating, Eva could've sworn that she heard a sound coming from just outside the store. She immediately stopped what she was doing and craned her neck towards the sound, trying to hear it better, but Daryl's slurping was getting in her way.

"Shut up," she whisper-yelled, holding up her hand as she carefully stood up and made her way towards one of the boarded-up windows. Daryl followed her lead, grabbing his crossbow on the way. Once they reached the window, they saw what was making the noise: a rogue walker had gotten itself tangled in the yarn Eva had tied around the store.

"It's just one. Stay here," Daryl ordered as he walked outside. Eva watched as he made his way outside and cleanly shot the walker through the eye. Right before Eva was about to congratulate him, though, another sound came from across town. Daryl, still outside, looked over his shoulder and Eva could see his shoulders tense before he bolted back inside.

"The herd," he whispered as he latched the front door shut. "Must've followed us here."

"Any way we can make it to your bike?"

"Nah. Too close. We'll have to stay here."

Instinctively, Eva wrapped her nimble fingers around the handle of her blade as the familiar feeling of terror pulsed through her body. Even though she had been taking down walkers for years, it was still unsettling.

Eva glanced over at Daryl and noticed how calm he seemed as the giant herd walked through the town, forcing their way inside buildings and cars. Looking back outside, Eva watched as a few walkers scratched at the store's doors and windows, but Eva's boards were holding up.

Out of the corner of her eye, Eva could see Daryl waving his hand, trying to get her attention.

Sit down, he mouthed, it'll be alright.

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"It'll be alright," Shep said with a shaky voice, gently pushing Eva's hands away from his bite wound.

"How can you say that?" Eva bit her lip as she could feel the tears forming in her eyes. She had grown up with Shep, so she could see right past the brave front he was trying to put up for her. She could see the pure terror in his eyes, and that alone was spine-chilling. Eva had never seen him so scared before in her life.

"Because I'm the one who's dying, not you," Shep smiled, sitting back down by the fire.

"Stop," Eva cried out, not following him to his seat, "it is not going to be alright. You're dying, Shep!" It was almost too much for Eva; if she wasn't so worried about more walkers coming to the camp, she would've been sobbing by then.

"It is alright, because I wouldn't have made it in this world if our roles were reversed. But you're stronger than me. You'll make it after I'm gone."

Eva was speechless as she watched Shep add a log to the fire, acting as if nothing was wrong. Acting as if Eva wasn't going to watch the only person she had left in the world die.

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Eva didn't realize that she started to cry until a tear fell on her hand. Quickly, she wiped at her face, trying to hide the fact that she was crying before Daryl realized, but it was too late. He was staring at her from across the room with a near-blank facial expression. Except for his eyes, Eva thought, there's something in his eyes.

Realizing that she was still standing at the window, but not wanting to sit with Daryl after he watched her cry, Eva made her way to the back of the store and made a small pallet to lay down on. It was still too early to fall asleep, and even if it wasn't, it would've been impossible for her to sleep with the herd still marching through town. Instead, she laid on her back and started to count the ceiling tiles, trying to take her mind off things. Distracted by her pointless task, Eva didn't notice the pair of bright eyes watching her from beside the dwindling flames.

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Part 5:

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the-mf-bread-babies · 2 years

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24 nov of the two thousand and tweniteh solar system (like that German lady)

tainted love (because they are running away) (should i rename it to an eva reference actually) (no) (ok)

CHAPTER ONE - HORSES IN THE BACK.

“So… horse morgues are a thing.” Henderson said slowly, processing the information. “they do get murdered a lot” Jake muttered, peeking back into the small morgue to get a final look at the strange… thing. “But why put them into a morgue?” “Like, just throw them into the slaughterhouse and get paid.” She thought, her eyes staring into the horizon. “And Rick and Morty says horse surgeons exist. I googled it and apparently they're called equine surgeons. Also, they have therapy too.” “how do they talk to the therapist” “I have a hay~nxiety dishorseder,”

They stood silently. “henderson” “thats like” “super disrespectful” “some of these horses were probably struggling with mental health issues and werent provided the proper counseling they needed” “oh i forgot to say /j” “Neigh neigh, I have ponyhood trauma.” She struggled out, before breaking out into a loud cackle. “thats so stupid i love it omg” Jake added, giggling.

The two continued to wander around the horse-related place, occasionally stopping to question any strange things. “thats a bigass ball wtf” He muttered, pointing to an exercise ball in a shed. “They headbutt those for fun. It's kinda horrifying if you think about it long enough.” Henderson explained, “Like, an adult human can sit down on one, yet these horses just toss them around with their noses. By that logic, if you weren't careful, a horse can headbutt your butt.” “so lets say someone wants a free seat” “wait no even better”

“lets say youre too short to see whats going on at a concert AND you dont have a seat there” “simply ride a very aggressive horse and youll get like at least ten seats maybe” Jake suggested, his face expressing his joy in finally finding a way to afford concert tickets. “also carrots are like five bucks right” “why dont people do this more” He asked to his new friend. “Horses cost between $1,500 to $3,000. Carrots do cost five bucks, though,” Henderson revealed, the weirdly expensive price making Jake's jaw drop.

“WE COULD FUCKING ROB THESE HORSES HOLY SHIT” He yelled out in a forcibly quiet tone to Henderson, who was also intrigued by the idea. “YEAH!!! I'M GONNA GO GET SOME SADDLES!!!” She shouted back as she raided a nearby shed for supplies, Jake following suit. “So, the plan is, we smash the locks with rocks, then we leash them up to some fencepost, then hopefully we don't get kicked, then we can go ride them and we'll get rich!” “The ‘don't get kicked’ part is extremely important— we can't get rich if we have to pay any hospital bills.”

Jake stared at her. “henderson just wondering if you could explain your experience with horses for a bit” The girl gladly responded, her face beaming radiantly with joy, almost as if she was a factory worker painting watch dials in the early twentieth century. “As a child, I broke my legs from falling off of a horse and almost friggin’ died!” “Then, when I entered middle school, I absorbed a weirdly large amount of horse facts and now I'm here!” “This ranch has awakened my formerly dormant obsession with horses and horse-related things!” “pog”

“meaning you know how to properly handle horses owned by another owner well enough to bring them into your possession and kidn– horsenap them?” Jake asked to confirm. “ ” Henderson paused, realizing her plan might put the both of them in danger. “Well–” “ … ” “Well really–” She mumbled, gesturing oddly. “You think we could use Minecraft as a reliable horse source?”

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