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seasurfacefullofclouds1 · 2 years

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Ok I’m sorry but that post you reblog from Sterre it’s kind of sad because basically it feels like she’s blaming HIM instead of his team…is HIS fault that they’re still around, is HIS fault that the same fans are following him around, is HIS fault that no other magazine is offering a cover, everything is his fault apparently and that’s just bs! Not trying to be rude but she’s saying exactly the same that larries say (but with better words) and suddenly, because she’s Sterre, everyone agrees…idk, i maybe I read the whole thing wrong and you’re gonna call me names or saying I’m ZOT3 or whatever, but I simply don’t agree (an also no, I’m not unfollowing you because I enjoy reading your blog but this??? No uhu!

Hello!

First of all, thanks for the message!

My thinking is that in the end, it really doesn’t matter if the decision-making comes from Louis or his team, because the outcome is the same.

Louis’ music is really great, getting better all the time, but only his fans will hear it.

If there’s no outreach, no risk taking, no live performances, only the same promo to handfuls of fans and stalkers, then it doesn’t matter if it comes from Louis or his team. People who watch 2-3 minutes of Lorraine are still going to think, “Oh it’s Louis from One D.”

They won’t know who he’s working with. What he’s listening to. Who his musical heroes are. What inspires him. What he’s looking forward to. Where did he love touring the most? What fan project did he like during the pandemic? How did he prepare for his livestream? What made him write Copy of a Copy of a Copy? Why isn’t Change on the album? What was the process like trying to finish an album and tour at the same time? Has his band heard any of the new music? How did he pick the team for the music video?

There are a thousand better ways to promote his solo brand than, “Is 1D getting back together?”

And - it’s very clear that Louis enjoys and interacts with people who stalk him. His team isn’t doing that? They pick the same fans to receive special gifts and opportunities. Louis could democratize the process, because he recognizes these people irl, but he doesn’t. The same people go to listening sessions. The same people get shipped complimentary merch. Kelly McFarland, who prefers 1D over solo Louis, gets special access to Louis.

I know I also get accused of blaming Louis when he may still have some constraints. It’s not just that Louis feels “comfortable” with his status quo, but that he has been traumatized by his professional history, by rejection, by the huge fall in the fanbase, by trying very hard and then falling very hard. So he sticks with what worked in the past, even if it’s not a strategy that builds any credibility for him.

This is MAINLY Matt Vines’ fault. Unfortunately, Matt has never understood Louis’ strengths nor his fanbase. Matt goes by numbers and algorithms; he doesn’t get social media or the passion and fire behind it. Matt reacts to circumstances; as we could see from the AFHF documentary, Matt is not proactive. The ideas shouldn’t all come from Louis. Matt should realize that Simon Jones needs to go. Matt should build Louis’ brand and PR in the USA. That’s his job.

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madarashirek · 4 hours

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look-at-the-soul · 2 years

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The Photoshoot (Part 7)

Cillian Murphy x OC

S02E02 is mentioned (filming)

It’s been a marathon the search for unpublished photos of the So it goes magazine, I feel like some kind of spy.

Thank you for reading! I’d really love to know what you think :) tag list in comments

Hope you like this @lyarr24 ☺️

Previous parts here

As they were back into her apartment from their walk with Scout, making out on the couch, Yael’s phone started ringing. It was Vassilis, it might be important, she thought.

“Hello?” she tried to calm her heavy breathing while Cillian kept kissing her neck, making her close her eyes from the pleasure, it was hard to focus on Vassilis words. “You what?”

His fingers trying to find a way inside her panties. Oh no, if he went in there, she would be seeing stars soon. Yael tried to push away his hand.

“They want to buy your photographs for the Cara cover, the issue will be released in July.” Vassilis repeated on the phone. “I just showed the picture to a friend and he mentioned they were trying to reach to Cillian for a cover and interview, now they just need the interview if you agree to sell your photographs.”

“I can’t believe it.”

She could hear him smiling. “I told you that you were really good, you should listen to me more frequently.”

“Thank you Vas, from the bottom of my heart.”

“You are welcome, just send them over the pictures.”

Turning her head, she looked at him still not believing what she had heard. “Come here already.” She pushed Cillian down on the couch and started kissing his jaw. “The photographs I took of you.” She passed through his apple, to the hair on his chest. “Cara magazine cover for July.” His hands caressing her bum.

Cillian dropped his head back to give her access, barely paying attention to her words. “Uhu.”

“You are going to be on the cover of Cara magazine.” His fingertips running up and down her back.

Lifting her up, she hooked her legs around his waist, he then started walking towards her bedroom.

“All I care about right now, it’s in this room.”

And he would show her just how much he cared.

***

“Thank you Lyndsay, that would be all for today.” He kindly tried to say goodbye to his shadow, the umbrella girl.

“But the sun is heavy, I should walk you to your trailer…”

Cillian shook his head. “That’s really not necessary.”

This kind of situations made him feel uncomfortable, he was capable of holding an umbrella, he could also get himself a cup of coffee or tea, he really didn’t need someone walking him to his trailer. It was overwhelming and somehow very frustrating.

“Cill.” Steve called, he was walking with Helen, still dressed as aunt Polly. “You got the changes to the script, right?”

“Yeah, I was just checking them.”

“We will be filming that scene later.”

Cillian licked his lips, he just wanted to go back to Yael’s flat, have a bath and be with her and Scout. “Sure.”

“Alright, then I will go back to get everything ready, you guys have some rest and see you later.”

His cellphone rang, it was a text message from her.

We went for a walkie, and a tiny chihuahua scared the hell outta me :( he was mean and crazy.

And below he found a photograph of Scout smelling some flowers, his tongue sticking out, looking happy.

Cillian let out a low chuckle.

“Will you finally tell me what’s making you smile like that? Or more like who?” Helen asked while taking a bite of her ice cream.

He looked at her, the spark in his eyes was undeniable.

Opening the door to his trailer, he held it open for her. He just needed to hang his coat now and wait for the team to call them back on set.

“So, will you speak or do I have to torture you?” Helen asked while taking a seat on his lounge. “You know I went to your apartment one night to see if you wanted to have dinner but you weren’t there and the next morning you arrived with the same clothes from the day before.”

Cillian was first reluctant to speak, he knew he could trust Helen, and he wanted to share his happiness. He started making a tea for him and coffee for her, who was taking off her hat.

“It’s brand new, I met her last week at a photoshoot.” He showed Helen the picture he had on his cell of Yael with Scout on her lap.

“She’s pretty… and she’s making you good.”

Cillian smiled. “She’s more than just a pretty face Helen, she keeps me grounded, I enjoy her company more than anything… just like me, she knows this.” He said pointing to the air. “…This is temporary, a part of a game, there are bigger things you know?”

“Ah, I get it, she is smart with a good heart, deadly combination for you.”

Cillian offered her one cup.

“You couldn’t have described her better.” He admitted taking a seat in front of her.

“I want to meet her, why don’t you bring her one of these days for dinner? Damian will be here as well.”

He nodded, thinking how their personalities would match so well, Helen was an extraordinary woman dedicated to her job just like Yael. “I will call her tonight to let her know.”

“You really like her, you are falling deep for her.”

Another nod. There was no point on trying to deny it, Yael took him by surprise and turned his life upside down in a good way.

“Why is the long face then?” He was about to reply when she answered her own question. “You are scared your career will ruin it, aren’t you?”

“I am.” He admitted while his fingers played with the cup in front of him. “I feel this urge to protect her from the spot light, I want to keep my life away from it just like I have been doing these past years.”

“Cillian then don’t worry about something that isn’t happening right now, just enjoy the moment, enjoy your time together… you are young and have been working really hard for this project, allow yourself to let that sink in.”

“Easier said than done.” He raised his eyebrows. “I’m almost done with filming and then I’m going back to Ireland… I still don’t know how we will work that out.”

Helen crossed her legs “Have you talk to her about it?”

“Not yet… I am trying to find a proper time to tell her.”

“Just commit to each other, the rest will come easy for you.”

“Thank you Helen, you always know the right thing to say.”

She laughed and blamed it to the experience she had in life and relationships. Right after opening his heart out to his dear friend, they then proceeded to start rehearsing the lines for the upcoming scenes they had to film. Tommy Shelby would be hugging aunt Polly Gray for her birthday, more like wrapping an arm around her shoulders, but it was more of the PDA the two of them liked to show.

***

“I’m so happy to see you!” Lee-Anne gave her a hug.

Yael smiled at her friend and took her seat outside the café. “Me too! I know I have been missing in action lately, but…”

“Lately? You now even have a dog!” her friend pointed at the lab next to her.

“Oh, Scout isn’t mine, I’m puppysitting, but I have two very important things to share, first I met someone, and second I think I have the perfect guy for you.” Yael made a happy sound excited to share the news.

“Well… tell me!” Lee-Anne was as excited as her friend.

“He is a photographer, tall, sexy smile…”

“I thought you had photographers banned.”

Yael then explained her how she thought Dean was a perfect match for her, showed the picture of the group at the workshop and asked if she was interested.

“Well… of course I am, the question here is if he wants to.”

Yael smile grew bigger. “I already took care of that part, I talked with him about you, he wants to meet you.”

“What’s with you now on this cupid mood?”

Shrugging, Yael took a sip of her coffee. “I just thought you might like each other.”

Lee-Anne shook her head, of course Yael had everything figured out already. She then started telling her about the photoshoot she did with Cillian and how things were working out basically on their own. She exuded happiness and that is something you can’t hide.

Since Cillian would be filming most of the day, Yael was glad to see her friend and catch up with the most relevant things going on in their lives.

“The series is really good, I have seen some episodes.” Lee-Anne admitted.

“I haven’t seen any of it.”

Surprised, Lee-Anne showed Yael a video she just found on social media, it was a short clip, edited of the gang walking, fire could be seen in the background. He was wearing the three-piece suit and flat cap she saw the other day.

“He looks so different, I mean yeah he does the walking sometimes without even noticing or looks at me with the chin dropped down, but…”

“I can’t believe you are fucking Tommy Shelby.”

“Hey no, it’s not like that.” Yael blushed.

After some more teasing, Lee-Anne and Yael said their goodbyes, promising to see each other soon for a double date. Now she couldn’t wait until Cillian was done filming to see him again.

***

As they were walking down the street, Cillian was holding a tea with his free hand as the other was linked with Yael’s, until suddenly she stopped abruptly on her tracks.

“Look at that.” She pointed at a red telephone cabin.

“Wha? You haven’t seen one before?” He asked in a funny British accent.

“Course I have.” She opened the door. “But this Mr. Funny jokes, isn’t a regular payphone cabin, it has books.” Indeed, someone had installed shelves and it was full of books of all kinds.

A bright, beautiful smile appeared on her lips. “How amazing this is!”

There was a sign on the door, that said you were able to take a book or two, in return you were asked to bring a book and leave it there or return the book you took once you finished it.

“This sounds interesting.” He held the book while reading the back cover.

“Take it.”

“No, it feels wrong.”

She checked a few more options before de deciding for one.

“There’s nothing wrong by taking a book, you will return the favor by bringing one back or that one when you finish it, the point is to promote reading and sharing.”

“I feel like it’s one of those American shows where they are secretly filming you and then someone jumps in to scare you.”

“Oh, you clearly spend so much time watching those shows, read a book instead.” She joked.

“Are you sure it’s alright?”

“Why would they go to such trouble if not? Go on, take a book, we can bring some books back later I didn’t want to throw them to thrash can. And I can bring my camera to take a photo.”

This was an incredible idea, she regretted not bringing her camera with them to take a proper photograph of the cabin.

“Speaking of photos…” Cillian opened the camera on his cellphone and asked Yael to step closer to the door while he walked a few steps back. “It looks too dark.” He complained.

Yael showed him how to adjust the light on the screen and then went back to the cabin, holding Scout next to her.

“Now take one of us together.”

She looked at him surprised. “I thought you didn’t like being photographed.”

“I don’t like strangers asking for pictures, you aren’t a stranger.”

Extending her arm, she tried a couple of angles to make them all fit on the shot and also have some of the books in the back showing.

“Lift your head a little.” She couldn’t help giving him directions as if they were in a professional Photoshoot, and he noticed.

As they were walking down the street, hand in hand with Scout taking the lead, Cillian froze.

Yael looked up at him and then, followed his eyes. A group of women coming their way.

“More fans?” A couple of guys recognized him moments before and wanted to shake hands.

He shook his head while she bent down to help Scout who was tangled with the leash.

“Cillian.” Called him one of them.

She must be visiting her family, he thought.

The energy suddenly changing.

“Erin.” His hand tightened around her.

“So, I see the rumors are true? The photographer?” An eyebrow raised in Yael’s direction. “Really? What’s next Cillian? The makeup artist, the costar, the assistant director? Wait, even better… the umbrella girl.” A mocking look on display.

Yael didn’t know who this Erin was, but she made it sound being a photographer was something unworthy.

Yael disliked showing off her work, but she put her heart and soul into every photograph she took, she was proud of the experience she had accumulated over the years, she had won awards, contests, and she wasn’t going to back down.

“You think you will make her feel less by that?” Cillian’s eyes pierced to this woman, the group stayed quiet. “I am not wasting one more second listening to you.” Tightening his arm around Yael, he pushed through the group to leave them behind.

After walking for a while, Yael asked the question that kept playing on her mind. “Who is she?”

“No one.”

Biting her tongue, she couldn’t stop herself. “Clearly no one had a lot of things to say.”

Looking up at him, he had his jaw clenched, tense. Reaching his car, he held the door open for her and Scout.

Yael wasn’t giving up on the subject, so she waited in front of him.

“Get in the car, please… I will tell you in a minute.”

“So?” She turned on her seat while Scout played with his stuffed lion.

“My ex, that’s all… Truth is, her words speak more of herself than you.”

“And judging by the nature of her comments, it didn’t end well?” Her tone was calm, as well as her gentle gaze, it soothed him. He offered Yael his hand, feeling relieved as her hand was intertwined with his.

“We both agreed the best thing was to go separate ways, she was always jealous of the scenes I had with other actresses, the fights became insufferable.”

Kissing softly his cheek, she nodded. “Thank you for sticking up for me.”

“Is this interrogation done?”

She nodded again. “You just answered my questions, there’s nothing left to say about her.”

But little did Yael know how wrong she was.

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chaniters · 3 years

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First Kiss

Follow up to the last fic (Breakup)

A friendly guest visits Ash to talk about the latest news.

This one ha a trigger warning right from the start, so I’m cutting it right after this. There are also spoilers for Rebirth and Retribution.

-Past abuse (non graphic)

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“Stupid doll! Why did you stop?!” he asks, furious. You’ve never seen him so mad.

“I-I don’t know… I didn’t expect…that you..” you stutter confused, the tip of your fingers reaching for your lips, still trying to process what just happened.

The jolt is sudden, painful and frantic, and has you panting, holding onto the wall as it ends. No pain gate to hide behind when they do that.

But you didn’t expect that he would do that.

“You only stop when I tell you to stop!” he yells

“I’m sorry sir!, Please don’t do that...-” you add quickly but begging is useless now.

He presses the button again. And again. And again.

You’re lying on the floor, trying to regain your breath when it finally stops, your body still trembling.

“Get back up now, dog” he orders, “I mean it”

You struggle to get back on your feet, wobbly legs, and heavy breathing

“I’ll… I’ll do it again! It’ll be better this time!” you plead.

“It damn well better be,” he says, glaring at you. “Let’s start from the beginning… and I want you to get her hair right this time.”

“It’ll be perfect. Just like you remember her, I promise” you say quickly

“Good. Begin!” he gives you your cue.

You focus on his eyes, into his mind taking in his memories, giving it all to recreate her once more, bring her back to life for him.

Every detail, every aspect of her mind he remembers, her personality… and then…

She smiles

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The banging on your door breaks you from the nightmare.

It takes a lot more than usual to come back to reality and scan to see who is it that’s knocking there.

“What?” you hate verbal telepathy but It’ll take some time to get dressed with all the necessary layers.

“Was just passing by and stopped to say hi” There’s something inherently funny in the single line of their response.

“Cut the bullshit, we’re literally on the opposite end of town from where you live” you think back, as the struggle with pants continues, very real. Legs still hurt like hell, and you had to do your own stitches last night, because who else would?

Steels ambulance? Fat chance...

“Ok, maybe I got a taxi and two buses to get here tosay hi and check on you”

You grab a can of beer from the small fridge in passing and head to the door, opening it, staring up at Themmie, smiling at you on the other side, some newspapers, and magazines under their arm.

“Hi, there!” they wave.

“Good. You said hi, you saw I’m still alive, so now you can go” you say, opening the can and taking a sip.

“Aww, you won’t even let me come in?”

“Ortega obviously sent you,” you say, crossing your arms

“Of course he did, but I would have come anyway”

You narrow your gaze. If it was anyone else, you would be having this conversation trough a locked door, but this is Themmie… They are a special case.

“What do you want?” you ask, raising your chin.

“Just to chat”

“About?”

“The current headlines? You made it to the front page! You’re a big boy now!”

“Wha…” you start, but they hand you a newspaper, with your picture on the front page as they said. Under it, in bold, underlined letters is your statement from last night.

FUCK THE RANGERS!

“Oh fuck me…” you groan.

“Oooh, so that offer really extends to all of us? I have to say it’s a bit too early in the morning for me. Mind If I come in?”

“I can’t believe they actually published that,” you relent, moving away from the door, turning the page to skim at the article.

“Wow… this is a DUMP” they ponder upon walking past the door. “But it’s better than the last dump I guess, so kudos on that”

“Are there other articles?” you ask, annoyed, handing him another cold beer as you sit by the old table.

“ I just brought a few, but there’s plenty more where this came from,” they say taking the only other chair and passing you the rest of the magazines and papers.

Frontpage, same message, every single one of them.

“Shit”

“Hey, you shouldn’t complain! There’s plenty of decade-old heroes that never get a front page!”

“I got really mad last night ok? I didn’t mean for… any of that” you say tossing the papers back his way.

“Was it about the bait thing?” they ask, taking one of the magazines from the pile. “There’s a whole interview with Captain Blaze dragging Ortega’s ass about using his sidekick as human shields and live bait”

“Let me see that, and I’m not his sidekick...” you say taking it from them

The whole article is a disgusting little hit-piece whit Blaze using you as ammunition to hit Ortega with and basically gloating about it. But with both Steel and you getting shot while Ortega came out unscathed, the evidence’s on his side.

“If you want to join the Guardians man, I bet they’d take you right now” They grin.

“I don’t want to join a team… and how did they even know about the bait thing?”

“You yelled it at Steel, remember? Then the sarge tried to explain how baiting the enemy is a valid strategy and that Charge did the right thing in coming up with it…”

“How did that go?”

“Read it yourself” they add passing another article your way. The title says it all.

Loyal friend, or Devil’s Advocate? An opinion piece published by Deveraux, one of the mayor’s closest allies in the last years, trashing Charge’s ethics and field abilities.

“The bait wasn’t even his idea” you sigh. “I’m the one that came up with it”

“Whaa… you being serious?”

“Why didn’t Charge just tell them?”

“Charge made no comments, said nothing, just walked past. I don’t think they’d have believed that if he did anyway, but he didn’t even tell us what happened back at the HQ. He just wanted me to bring you a message, and then locked himself up in his office and hasn’t come out. I think he slept there.”

“Huh. And what message is that?” you ask, pretending disinterest.

“He just wanted me to tell you he’s really sorry about what happened up there. That he wasn’t thinking, and that he’s an idiot, and wants to apologize” “He is an idiot,” you say, not looking at them.

“So you’re not mad about being used as Psychopathor-bait?”

“No”

“Then what the hell’s going on? Why did you storm off like that” they ask.

“I can’t tell you.”

“Why not?”

“Because it’s… it’s...” How can you explain what you don’t understand?

“Because... it’s what? Bad? Twisted? Secret?

“No… no it’s just…”

“Problematic? Embarrassing?”

“It’s personal dammit!” you raise your voice.

“Well, lucky you, I’m your friend! You can talk personal stuff with me!”

“How do I know you won’t tell anyone else?”

“Seriously?” they ask, glaring, making you flinch with guilt.

“Sorry” you avoid the gaze. “I shouldn’t have said that...I know you won’t, Themmie”

“It’s ok”

“Alright, I’ll tell you. But promise me you won’t tell a living soul!”

“You already said you know I won’t!”

“Promise!”

“Fine, fine, I promise I won’t tell anyone. Now tell me!”

“Ok… when I tried to bait Psychopathor, I dodged a few blasts… but then he got me. Vaporized the wall I was using for cover, got covered in debris, couldn’t get up… then Charge came from behind, and zapped him.”

“Uhu. Uhu” he nods “Go on”

“So Charge… Ortega.. He got closer and helped take all the shit off my legs and lifted me up… and then… and then...”

“And then what?” they ask.

You walked yourself up to the edge on your own, and now there’s no turning back it seems.

“And then he kissed me”

“HE DID WHAT?!?!!?”

“Don’t make me say it again”

“WHAT? ARE YOU SHITTING ME??”

“I TOLD YOU HE FUCKIGN KISSED ME, OK?!”

“And then what happened?!?!?!”

“I don’t know … I didn’t expect it!”

“So you didn’t want it?!”

“I don’t know! It was too fast!”

“YOU DON’T KNOW!?”

“I don’t!”

“What did you do?”

“I think I might have kissed him back”

“YOU DID WHAT?!”

“STOP YELLING AT ME!”

“Ok. Ok….” they take a few moments to cool down, the thoughts running wildly in his brain. “So let’s go over this again”

You sigh and nod.

“He. Charge, Ortega, Marshal Sparkles,... He kissed you”

“Yes, without warning”

“After saving your life”

“He didn’t save my life it was all part of the plan!!”

“So after saving your life, he kissed you without warning”

You grumble, but still, nod “More or less”

“And you. Sidestep. Ash. My buddy… you KISSED HIM BACK?”

“I might”

“Alright,” They nod, taking a few deep breaths, too excited. “So… tell me how… how do we go from there… to this?” they point at the newspaper front page.

“He.. uh…”

“Did he do anything else?”

“After we kissed… His mods malfunctioned. Shocked the hell out of me” And brought back memories, but you don’t say that.

“Whaaaa…”

“He started apologizing, and that’s when I realized what just happened… I pushed him away… told him to get off me, told him to fuck off, and got the hell out of there”

“You… oh my god…you just left? Didn’t he follow?”

“Well, he tried, but I was faster”

That’s when you realized what was really happening.

After all, you went through, after all the shit they put you through… After all that you had to go and make out with a human again? And not just ANY human but an actual walking taser?!

What were you thinking, getting so close to him in the first place? Risking your cover for what?!

And then you kissed him back! Idiot!

But wasn’t it nice for a brief moment…?

No? yes?

“He kissed you and it freaked you out”

“Yeah, I panicked! Didn’t know what to do, then Steel was down there being an asshole, the media was all around and It felt like there was no one on my team…” There’s never anyone on your team. “Hey, I’m team Sidestep!” Except for Themmie of course

“Thanks” you give him a weak smile.

“Do you want me to talk to him?”

“I don’t know...”

“Do you want to call him yourself and talk this out?”

“I don’t know what to say to him”

“Do you want me to kick his ass?”

“NO!”

“Well do you want to kiss him again?”

“...” you stare at him, narrowed gaze.

“Hey man, just naming all the options here!” __________

If you want to read more: My Fanfiction: https://chaniters.tumblr.com/post/181692759294/my-fanfiction-for-fallen-hero DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fan fiction using characters and the setting of the Fallen Hero: Rebirth and upcoming Fallen Hero: Retribution games written by Malin Riden. I do not claim ownership of any characters from the Fallen Hero wold. These stories are a work of my imagination, and I do not ascribe them to the official story canon. These works are intended for entertainment outside the official storyline owned by the author. I am not profiting financially from the creation of these stories, and thank the author for her wonderful game/s, without which these works would not exist.

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