#15 christmases with doctor who!

[edwardshundredyearoldspunk]

the tonal shift from the christmas invasion to the runaway bride is jarring to say the least. the doctor starts his new life (regeneration) on such a hopeful note. he's with the woman he loves, they're promising to travel together for as long as they can. then, in the runaway bride, rtd drops us straight into one of the doctor's terrible workaholic coping mechanisms. he can't stop because if he stops then it hurts. but donna, chaotic and bitchy and almost grating in this episode, is the first person to make him smile.

I genuinely adore these two together. for a lot of people (and admittedly, on my own first watch) these two don't click into place until they reunite in series 4. but I think I disagree. david tennant and catherine tate have incredible chemistry from their first scene together. I love that donna is treated like an annoyance by those around her yet in contrast, it's immediately obvious that the doctor likes her so much. in turn left it's revealed the doctor kills himself during this, in the timeline he didn't meet donna. his grief was so unbearable he was suicidal. and yet donna pulls him out of it.

i love this episode even if it breaks my heart.

[somethinggotoutofthepaintings]

I've joyned @edwardshundredyearoldspunk in watching the Doctor Who Christmas episodes. Their original post and watch list are here.

Since now and then I see people asking where they can watch Doctor Who I went in search of the episodes. So, have some fun.

The Christmas Invasion

The Runaway Bride can be found here on the Internet Archive, but you need to go through some hoops, or here on Dailymotion, but video quality is not that good.

The Voyage of the Damned

The Next Doctor

The End of Time Part 1

The End of Time Part 2

A Christmas Carol

The Doctor, The Widow and the Wardrobe

The Snowmen (December 18)

The Time of the Doctor (December 19)

Last Christmas (December 20) As with The Runaway Bride you'll need to download this file

The Husband of River Song

The Return of Doctor Mysterio (December 22)

Twice Upon a Time (December 23)

The Church on Ruby Road (Christmas Eve! )

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

mkay so my anxiety has been fucking with me today so as a distraction i have decided to annoy someone so uhm i'll attack your inbox.so uh i watched a season and a bit of doctor who so you will now receive a beautiful summary.

1.there is a guy called the doctor. why? who knows but he has a very nice smile.

2.he can feel the earth moving beneath his feet or something. i relate. very dizzying.

3.he has a human companion. she is called rose.

4.my homophobic mother maybe thinks i'm gay for her. i am not but i was very tempted to tell her that even if i did have a crush on her it would not be gay because i'm non-binary and uh i don't have crushes because i'm aro but uhm the walls of this closet are thick.

5.in the first episode they watch the earth go BOOM and there is a lady who is like uh a sheet of skin or something.

6. also btw rose has a boyfriend who i can't remember if i like or dislike.

7.they uh do shit. don't remember what.

8.there's uhm some aliens who are big and green and kill people and wear their skin or something.

9.in one episode, the skin-wearing alien turns into an egg?

10.uh and then he david tennants himself and is sad that he isn't ginger.

11. there are evil people dressed up as father christmases.

12.something about controlling blood idk i kept getting distracted by david tennant. he gives me lots of gender envy.

13.david is sleeping and gold shit is coming out of his mouth.

14.uhm he is now awake and they are in a hospital with weird cat nun doctor people

15.the skin lady is breathing into people and then dies.

16.there is now a werewolf and queen victoria.

17.people die.

18.the werewolf is defeated by a diamond and a telescope.

19.queen victoria knights them and then banishes them. she does not like them.

20.the doctor owes rose 10 quid. it is not shown onscreen but i hope he gives it to her.

so uhm there we go you no longer need to watch it.

Well, well, well...

@queermarzipan Plaguey, I feel like you need to see this.

Also... drink water, Kit.

[thebadtimewolf]

why r u so mad about ppl preferring ten x madame de pompadour to ten x martha like ten/martha will never be a thing. ten don’t want anything to do with martha. he literally said to her face she wouldn’t replace rose… and she never did… isnt canon enough for you

hm.

im glad im only a scorpio on this alone. if martha deserved better than ten then so do all of em but anyway:

this ask is giving 2006/07 i dont want to see tenth doctor in a romantic relationship with a person of color because i can't project myself or relate to them if they arent the very thing being catered to me ever since the silent pictures vibes. u know the same vibe when rtd was told to not regenerate 14 in 13's clothes. just. Ick.

but im not mad. its just interesting for a ship so big as tenrose, it is usually correlated with hating madame de pompadour and/or joan and/or river [though in joan's case they hate her not because shes racist but because shes not rose]

though comics tend to release to combat that in multi doctor stories where they jump through various alternate universes of themselves where the doctor sees themselves settled down with dr. grace holloway (for 8th dr multi doctor stories) and professor melody williams/river song (for 11th dr multi doctor stories) where in those cases, they are frightful of the concept settling down at all. [take note that both times, he settles down in the same house that he owns bc of that unit paycheck on the dl] so i am curious that with this new drs, the equivalent of this would be 13 14 15 being terrified of settling down with rose because they had grown past her as this point.

i prefer the doctor in a polyromantic ace relationship than their umpteenth 🌟tragic heteronormative romance with yt human woman number 23445788764443356743🌟 i want 14 to sweep martha off her feet in pure joy and kiss her passionately while badmouthing tf out of 10 like 9 11 12 13 do with no filter before cradling her like a baby because hes about to crumble under his brand new identity complex and then take her kid to an amusement park and then 14 trips over a brick and dies. hell i rather have nina sosanya play a whole different lady in nod to doctor who recycles their actors trope as a way to introduce a love interest to 14

that amusment park one weirdly sounds like a 8th doctor audio. pls 🙏🏾 dont make it into one i couldnt handle schezro let alone the rest of his content. Empire of the Wolf made me so fucking worried for rose marion tyler like im just she back home 🫣. as for rose tyler from the sea devil universe still out about. whoop his ass. if billie come back as HER? MISS COVER MODEL MISS DICTATOR MISS EMPRESS ROSE?

NOT

i would love for ten to be strictly friends with the new miss empress rose. get that martha karma real quick ehehehehe after all rtd did say they need freema for somethin and im sure seeing 10 get treated the same way he treated martha by no other than empress rose herself -AND THEN EMPRESS ROSE FLIRTS WITH MARTHA??? FINGERS CROSSED??? im just saying that i personally will ride on that for 8 black history months and christmases straight like woo

also real glad it is collectively decided by every one that tentoo is just john smith not corin so yay thanks big finish and titan comics

[qnewsau]

I'm A Celebrity's Ellie Cole shares her unexpected love story

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I'm A Celebrity's Ellie Cole shares her unexpected love story

Australian Paralympic champ Ellie Cole has opened up about how her relationship with her partner Silvia took her by surprise on I’m A Celebrity, Get Me Out Of Here.

The swimmer and wheelchair basketballer, who is Australia’s most decorated female Paralympian, retired in 2022. Last week, Ellie ~entered the jungle~ on the wild reality TV show.

In between challenges, Ellie Cole and athlete and cricket WAG Candice Warner discussed their partners.

Ellie Cole shared with her campmates that she and her partner Silvia (above) have been together for eleven years.

“We met at the London Games. She was working for Paralympics Australia,” Ellie recalled.

But when Ellie was asked if she recognised those first interactions as the start of a relationship, she responded, “No, I was straight then.”

Ellie explained to camera,“I just always assumed that I was straight.

“I just remember being in primary school and thinking, ‘When I get older, I’m going to get married to my husband, and we’re going to have six kids by the time I’m twenty.’

“I just always followed that path, because that’s what we grow up thinking we’re going to do, for some reason.”

Ellie hid her relationship from her family

But when Ellie and Silvia started talking every day, their friendship unexpectedly became a relationship.

“I wasn’t sure what [my feelings] were. I thought it was just a fling at first, but [it’s now] eleven years later,” Ellie said.

She said it “just felt right, so I never looked back,” but sadly she kept her relationship secret from her family for many years.

“I didn’t tell my mum for years. It was really hard. I knew that she didn’t approve of same-sex relationships,” Ellie recalled.

“It’s not nice hiding a part of yourself from your parents.

“My mum didn’t find out until we actually bought a house together, like years later.

“My grandma loved Silvia and I think my grandma talked my mum into it a little bit. The last couple of years it’s been great. Silvia comes to all of our Christmases.”

In February, Ellie Cole and her partner Silvia announced the birth of their first child, Felix.

Ellie Cole gets Australia Day Honour

Ellie received a Member of the Order of Australia (AM) in this year’s Australia Day honours.

The retired athlete was awarded for her “significant service to sport as an advocate for diversity and inclusion” of Australians with a disability.

When she was two years old, Ellie was diagnosed with a rare tumour. A life-threatening neurosarcoma was wrapped around the nerves in her right leg.

As well as a year of brutal chemotherapy, when Ellie was three her doctors decided to amputate her right leg.

Ellie said on I’m A Celebrity that despite being our most decorated female Paralympian, she never felt that she received the same level of support as other Olympians.

“As a para-athlete, probably up until Tokyo 2020, I really felt like I had to push much harder just to be seen in the same regard,” she said.

“I joined the Campbell sisters [Bronte and Cate] in a training program. Everyone loves the Campbell sisters, and so they should. They’re Australia’s swimming sweethearts, and it was an amazing opportunity to train with them,” Ellie said.

“But I was going into that program as a 15-time Paralympic medallist, and I still had to try and fight for resources and fight for funding to be able to be supported in the same program as an Olympic athlete. That was really challenging.”

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[pouryourselfacupoffuckrightoff]

These are fights we are currently in, not something to celebrate having achieved already. You won’t attract workers to your side by claiming you’ve achieved things you haven’t, or haven’t gotten for huge swaths of the working class. I am deeply pro-union, and these memes make me want to tear my hair out.

1. I have worked weekends my whole career. Two days off in a row is something I have had to negotiate for, it has never been standard.

2. I have taken a single paid vacation of one week, also something I had to individually negotiate for and I was retaliated against for taking it when I returned.

3. and 4. I’ve never had paid sick leave. Usually a doctors note has been required to miss a single shift.

5. I’ve seen undocumented kids who were obviously 15 or 16 lie about their age to work. Preventing those kids from working wasn’t going to help them, and I could not take them in myself.

6. I have my doubts that social security will still exist in 25 years when I qualify. I also have some doubts I’ll live that long, so this hasn’t been a great help so far. Fingers crossed in this one. I like social security as a concept.

7. Minimum wage has not changed where I am since I began working. This does not feel like it is offering much protection at the moment.

8. I’ve never had an eight hour day standard (12 to 16 on salary, 4-6 hourly generally)

9. Overtime is a joke. You get scheduled for 39 hours tops or you are salary or you don’t have a job.

10. OSHA is great. They just don’t tend to instigate independent restaurants unless they kill someone, and not even then usually.

11. Over 20 years working full time in America and I have had access employer provided healthcare for 2.5 of them, and it took 1/3 of my monthly check.

12. & 13. I’ve never had vision or dental offered to me.

14. I would love to help restaurant workers access unions outside of chain store environments. This is a hard type of work environment to organize but I think the winds of change are blowing.

15. Breaks aren’t really a thing in the kitchen. You duck out for a smoke or a shit when you have your station set. A good place to work might have a break for family meal but it’s not standard.

16. If my employer is not really stupid, they can fire me for no reason at all, and I have no recourse under wrongful termination laws unless I can prove why they fired me. At-will employment means wrongful termination laws toothless in most cases.

17. Age discrimation laws protect old people but fail to protect the rest of us. It should be illegal to discriminate based on age, full stop, not just because of advanced age.

18. Raises. How exactly have unions helped with raises? The concept of a union might scare employers into paying more? This feels like collective bargaining covers this. Everybody likes a raise!

19. Sexual Harassment Laws. These are good to have. We need to have stronger protections and real consequences, and a way to make it less onerous for victims to pursue justice.

20. ADA is amazing. All credit to the disabled rights activists who crawled up the steps of the Capitol and shamed Congress into acting. This is one of the best things the US has ever done politically.

21. Holiday pay. I have been paid on holidays, so I suppose that counts? Lots of christmases and new years and thanksgivings working. Some bosses were cool and did time and half, some didn’t. It isn’t a right that’s been secured. It’s still something you have to fight for.

22. I don’t want anything to do with this one. Hasn’t touched on my life.

23. Equal Pay Act. I like this law. Good in theory. Difficult to enforce. Legislating pay transparency for everyone will help this become more of a reality. Because I have personally been paid less than my male counterparts more than once. It’s sucks to find out every time.

24. Civil Rights Laws. These are great, let’s enforce them better and strengthen the protections they give.

25. Workers Comp. Until they change drug laws and the health care system in this country, this will always be a joke. If you are injured on the job, the first thing they do at the hospital is drug test you. Pop positive and there goes your healthcare under worker’s comp. A friend spent years suing her former employer’s insurance company who denied her worker’s comp claim because of a positive drug test for prescribed medication.

This fight is not won. None of these bullet points are a victory lap. This is just my personal experience, but I know I’m not alone here.

[emmaotoole]

Home for the holidays, amid enduring childhood triggers for my OCD

Capital Current reporter Emma O'Toole in her childhood, biking in her old neighbourhood with her sister, Molly. A trip home during the holidays is bringing back moments from the past when Emma's obsessive-compulsive disorder was gradually coming into focus. [Photo © Sean O'Toole]

This piece was originally published on Capital Current. You can view it here.

I’m eight years old and I’m biking around my neighbourhood. It’s recently developed, the sidewalks lined with new homes and mounds of dirt reserved for homes-to-be. I’m flying through the streets, counting in rhythm as my feet push the pedals — one, two, one, two — making sure it’s even. I’m going fast, wind whipping at my helmet, and as I round a curve, I lose my balance and my body hits the asphalt. 

One.

I brush myself off and hop back on my bike. Then, on purpose this time, I fall off again.

Two. 

I stand up and despite taking two falls, I feel better.

When you interact with the world like a broken calculator, the only thing worse than getting hurt is getting hurt an odd number of times.

When I was eight, I didn’t know there was a name for this; I didn’t even know it deserved a name. Thought patterns like this quickly took over my life, and it wasn’t until I was 19 that I spoke with a doctor who recognized I was experiencing obsessive-compulsive disorder, or OCD.

OCD is characterized by excessive perfectionism or rituals acted out in response to obsessive and intrusive thoughts. According to the Canadian Association for Mental Health, people with OCD “usually know that their obsessions are creations of their own minds,” but they’re almost impossible to kick.

This disorder manifests in different ways: some people experience compulsions related to an obsession with cleanliness; some experience this with order. Compulsions can be mental, such as repeating phrases, or physical, like completing tasks. They range in severity from quirky to debilitating. Treatment can include therapy, often alongside medication.

For me, compulsions come and go over time; they morph into one another and they flow. I don’t have control over what gets swept into my obsessions and what doesn’t.

From age 5 to about 9, I kept a running tally in my head of every motorcycle I’d ever seen. I don’t care about motorcycles. I never have. But for the sake of Canada’s motorcyclist community, I had to make sure there were even numbers of vehicles on the road. (There were. You’re welcome.)

Aside from my obsession with evenness, one of the main drivers of my OCD relates to the passing of time. If I do anything — eat something, go somewhere, say a phrase, watch a show — around a time when something significant happens to me, that thing will be plagued forever and ever, and I will never be able to repeat it comfortably again. The more time passes, the more intense the anxiety gets.

The most recent iteration of this has taken shape in the sacred space of my childhood bedroom. I’ve had two bedrooms in my parents’ house: the one upstairs with a twin-sized bed, where I spent age 8 to 14, and the one in the basement with a queen, established at age 15 for more privacy. 

After a couple of quiet and COVID-ridden Christmases, much of my extended family has travelled to spend the holidays with my mom, stepdad and me. I’ve sacrificed my spacious basement room for my aunt, uncle and cousin, leaving me with one very feasible, very normal alternative: the bedroom upstairs.

No. Nope. Absolutely not.

The last time I slept in there, I was 14 – do you have any idea how many significant things happened to me when I was 14? And I’m expected to just waltz in there like nothing happened?!

As I write this, I sit in my mom’s home office. It has a desk, some old furniture, and, in the corner, set up just for me, a borrowed cot. It’s hard and it hurts to sleep on. It’s out of place, and sometimes the work phone wakes me up early in the morning. But I’ve never slept in here before, so it’s not tainted yet. 

This office has a perfect view of the street I used to bike on and the corner where I fell. It serves as a reminder of the kid I was, the adult I am and the quirks that will always follow me. I’m better now – I talk to a therapist, I take medication – but I am still me. 

[reidgraygubler]

ethan(spencer reid/fem!reader)

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Title: ethan Request: no Couple: spencer reid/fem!reader Category: angst, fluff Content Warning: pregnancy, mentions of someone being shot, mentions of gun use, talks about almost dying, swears (if any), vomiting, casework, allusions of ex Word Count: 5,500 Summary: reader has some really important news to share with spencer, but he’s away on a case. that is until really important news is shared with her. A/N:  based on the season 9 finale episodes Angels and Demons. I genuinely loved Alex and was lowkey sad when she left. The end of this one shot talks a lot about her and the end of Demons. anyways, enjoy and thanks for the love! Check out my masterlist!

{***}{***}{***}

Spencer held me close to his body, pressing his lips to my neck and breathing deeply. I shifted a bit before rolling to face him. He looked down at me with a lazy and tired smile. 

“Why are you awake,” I mumbled as I pressed my hand to his bare chest. He hummed and looked at the watch on his wrist.

“Got a case, Texas,” he whispered as he looked back down at me. I pouted and shook my head.

“No,” I whined and shook my head. Spencer looked down at me as he sat up in bed. “You’re gonna be gone forever, Spencer.” I copied his action and sat up beside him. He grasped my hand as he looked at me.

“I’ll be home before you know it. You know I’m always a phone call away,” he leaned over before kissing my lips. I pouted as I watched him slip out of the bed. “I’ll be safe,” he spoke as he pulled clothes out of his dresser.

“You better be safe, Spencer, I don’t want to get that phone call,” I scolded as I pulled the blanket around my body and got out of bed. I walked over and stood beside him. I placed my head on his shoulder, not letting him move. I looked at the few photos he had on top of his dresser. One was of him and his mother a few Christmases ago; it was nice going out to Vegas to visit Diana that year. Another photo was Spencer and me on our wedding day, 3 years ago now. That was the happiest day of my life, and I’m sure of Spencer’s life, too. And the final photo was the two of us with his work family (who’s more real family than anything else).

“You’re not going to get that phone call,” he said as he looked down at me and smiled, “I’ll call you every night at 9 pm Eastern Standard, okay?” 

“Okay, and if I don’t get a phone call from you, I’m buying the first ticket to Texas and finding you.” I lifted my head off him and walked back to the bed. 

“I look forward to that.” Spencer smiled before walking back to my side of the bed, “I love you,” he whispered as he looked down at me. I looked at him and smiled.

“Yeah, I’m sure you do. Hurry back soon.” I pouted. He chuckled before kissing me one last time. “I love you too!” I shouted as he left the room. The light laughter that came from him made me feel happy as I drifted back to sleep.

{***}{***}{***}

A week, 7 days, 186 hours, 10,080 minutes, 604,800 seconds. That’s how long Spencer (and the rest of the BAU family) was gone for. And I was at home, sitting on the bathroom floor with three pregnancy tests lined up in front of me. I only had a few symptoms, but they were enough to get me curious. I’m sure if Spencer were here he’d prove to me that I was pregnant and then get me to take a test anyway.

“C’mon, let’s get a nice welcome home present for Spencer,” I whispered, staring anxiously at the tests. Like that’ll make the tests be positive and make me pregnant. 

The timer on my alarm binged, causing me to grab it and silence it. I took a deep breath and said a prayer to whatever God would listen to me before I blindly flipped each test over. I looked down at them and saw two pink lines in the little window. I stared at them, in shock and in awe. My mouth fell open as I stared at them. My heart rate picked up and a smile grew on my lips. 

“Pregnant,” I whispered, looking at them. I collected the three sticks in one hand and my phone in the other before standing up. 

Spencer should be home soon. He said a week. And that’s exactly how long he’s been gone. I just hope this case doesn’t make him stay away longer. I want to tell him right away. This is something he needs to know as soon as possible. 

I looked down at my phone and noticed the time, 9:15 pm. He’s late. He’s probably just busy. Although, that hasn’t stopped him before. It was always 9 pm, whether he was busy or not. But now? He’s 15 minutes late. Does that mean I call? I’ll give it a little bit. I won’t call right now. Maybe they made an incredibly important break in the case and the unsub! I won’t overly worry… yet.

I sat down on the couch and looked at the objects in hand. My excitement was through the roof and I couldn’t wait to tell the others about my secret. We’ve wanted kids since before we got married, and here we are. I don’t think this excitement will ever go away.

Aaron Hotchner calling...

I furrowed my eyebrows as I looked at the contact to make sure it was Aaron. “Aaron?” I pressed my phone to my ear. I placed the tests in a line on the coffee table.

“There’s been an accident with Spencer.” his tone was low and stern as he spoke. I dropped my shoulders and felt my heart sink to my stomach. “We need you here now. Section Chief Cruz and Garcia are on their way to your apartment,” he continued. Okay, wait, hold on. 

“Spencer… He was… Is he…” I could feel my hands begin to shake as I brought myself to my feet. I should have just stayed sitting. 

“He was shot in the neck. He’s in surgery now. But we need you to come out here as soon as possible,” he explained. I fell to my knees and brought a hand to my mouth.

Maybe that excited feeling could go away. Because it just did. Two extremes hitting me in a very short amount of time. My anxieties are already through the roof. 

“Is he going to be okay?” I asked, my tone so soft I was worried Aaron didn’t hear me.

“He’ll be fine,” he spoke softly. I swallowed roughly and nodded, “Call me when you get here,” he stated before hanging up. I dropped my phone from my ear and looked at the black screen.

I quickly scrambled to my feet and nearly tripped into the bedroom, catching myself on the dresser. I grabbed whatever I needed and tossed it all into a backpack before running downstairs where Penelope and Cruz would be.

Okay, no, yeah… Maybe now I worry...

{***}{***}{***}

I swallowed roughly as I followed behind Penelope into the waiting room. JJ and Alex were sitting together, waiting for a doctor or nurse or someone to tell them how Spencer is doing.

“Hey, looks like you guys made it.” JJ looked over at Penelope, Cruz, and I. I pulled my sweater tighter around my body as I stood beside Penelope. JJ looked over at me before standing up. 

“It’s nice knowing multiple people who own jets,” Penelope spoke as she gestured towards Cruz. I bit my lips together and looked around the waiting room. I felt nauseous being here. The scent of it made my stomach churn.

“Yeah, called in for a few favors,” Cruz spoke as he looked back at JJ. I rolled my shoulders and finally looked back at my friends. JJ was still looking at me, waiting for me to say something. 

“How is he,” I whispered, hugging my arms around my body. 

“He’s still in surgery. We’re waiting to hear how he is,” JJ whispered as she held out her hands for me to take. I stared at it for a moment before grabbing it. “He’ll be okay,” she reassured. I swallowed roughly and nodded.

“You all can see Agent Morgan now.” A doctor came up beside us and looked at everyone. Penelope looked at us before peeling away with Cruz. I looked back at JJ and bit my lips together as tears slowly rolled down my cheeks. 

“C’ mere,” she whispered before pulling me closer to her and enveloping me in her arms. I pressed my face into the crook of her neck and let out a small sob. JJ only hugged me tighter before stepping back. “Let’s go sit.” She pulled me in the direction where Alex was sitting. I swallowed roughly and followed behind her. 

“Hey there.” Alex looked up at me and smiled softly. She had a mildly guilty expression on her face as she looked at me. I don’t know why she would be guilty of what happened. Unless she was the one who shot him. And, honestly, from what Penelope half told me, and Cruz fully telling me, what happened… It honestly wasn’t her fault at all. He would have taken a bullet for anyone and everyone. 

I waved lightly at her before sitting across from her. JJ sat beside me. I looked around the room and noted we were the only ones here. 

“Do you want anything?” Alex asked in a whisper. I looked at her and shook my head. 

“I’m actually going… I’m gonna get hot chocolate. You said he’s still in surgery?” I glanced at JJ. She looked back at me and nodded.

“Do you want me to go with you?” JJ offered, watching as I stood up. I shook my head and pushed my hands into my pockets.

“No, no, I’ll be fine,” I spoke, but my voice was shaky and quiet. JJ nodded before allowing me to leave. 

I tried being quick as I got my drink. Mostly because I knew that the chances of something happening while I was gone were pretty high. That always happens though… Something always happens when you’re gone. I don’t even know why I left to get a drink. I should have just stayed. 

I kept my head low, my eyes on the steam rolling off my hot chocolate, as I re-entered the room. Something to keep me distracted and busy while I walked back towards Alex and JJ. I quietly sat beside JJ and stayed silent.

“He’ll be fine. He’s still a kid,” Alex’s voice caused me to look up at her. What conversation did I just join in on?

I swallowed roughly and nodded, agreeing that Spencer Reid, the man I married, is still a kid himself. Although he’s going to be a dad in 9 months. “There’s still things for him to do,” she added in a whisper. I sighed deeply and looked down at my hot chocolate.

“He wants kids you know,” JJ whispered as she looked at Alex. I snapped my head up from my hot chocolate, again, and looked at her. “He’d be the best dad,” she laughed as she looked at Alex. I took a shaky breath and pretended to be fine with the conversation. I was honestly anything but fine with this conversation. 

“That’d be the luckiest kid in the world,” Alex laughed as she looked between JJ and I. I rubbed the underside of my nose before wiping my eyes with the tips of my fingers. “He’s gonna be fine,” she whispered, mostly to herself. I looked at her and exhaled deeply.

Yeah, I know he wants kids. Everyone knows Spencer wants kids. No one knows better than me, considering I’m pregnant with his baby. But no one knows that except for me. I didn’t get the chance to tell him before he left for this case. Considering, I’d only just found just a few hours ago, I was beyond ecstatic. But who knows if I’ll get the chance to tell him now. Because I’m currently sitting in a hospital waiting room because he got shot. 

I let out a deep and shaky breath of air and shook my head. JJ looked over at me and raised an eyebrow. “Other than the obvious, are you okay? Can I get you anything?” JJ asked, causing Alex to look at me. I didn’t exactly like the feeling of their eyes on me 

Before I got the chance to speak, my stomach gurgled a bit, forcing me to throw a hand over my mouth and run to the bathroom. I almost didn’t make it before I emptied my stomach contents into the toilet. Why, oh, why? This isn’t fair…

I splashed water on my face, forcing myself to calm down as I stared at my reflection. The door swung open behind me and JJ stepped in. She was looking at me with concern on her face. 

“What’s wrong? What happened?” she asked as she came over to me. She pulled a fistful of paper towels from the dispenser and handed them over to me. I stared at her as tears continued to roll down my cheeks. “He’s going to be okay. Spencer will always be okay.”

“No, I know. I know he’ll be okay.” I wiped my eyes with the paper towels as I looked at her, “Spencer’s gonna be a great dad,” I whispered as I dropped my gaze to the ground. “He’s gonna be an amazing dad,” I repeated as I glanced at her, hoping she got the hint. 

“Are you...?” JJ asked as she placed her hands on my shoulders. I bit my lips together before nodding lightly.

"I found out a few hours ago," I forced a smile on my lips as I looked at her. I was happy that I was telling my friend about my exciting news. But part of me had several worries, again one of them being Spencer in the hospital.

JJ smiled at me before pulling me into a tight hug. I pressed my face into the nape of her neck. Part of me wanted to break down in her embrace. But, something felt off. It would be validated though if I did break down. Considering everything that is happening at the moment.

"I didn't even know you guys were trying. That's… this is so exciting," she half-whispered, half exclaimed. I smiled and shrugged as I stepped back away from her. She smiled as she grasped my hands. 

"Well, we weren’t exactly trying. We were kinda just letting it happen. And, if it happened, it happened,” I laughed lightly and shrugged, “And, I guess it happened," I blinked as tears raced down my cheeks. JJ smiled as she wiped the tears off my cheeks before hugging me again.

“I’m so happy for you,” she whispered before grasping my hands, “You’ll be able to tell him. He’ll be fine.” She squeezed both my hands and nodded.  

“I know, I know… You said it yourself, JJ… Spencer will always be fine,” I tried to reassure myself. He will be fine. 

“I have to go. Derek and I are going back to the station. Alex and Penelope are staying here, with you and Spencer. Call me if anything happens.” JJ looked at me as she guided me back out of the bathroom and towards where we were sitting. 

“Of course. You still have a job to do. Be safe,” I flashed her a sad smile as she collected her things. 

“See you guys later,” JJ looked between Alex and I before leaving the two of us alone. I sat silently, my head low, while Alex sat across from me. She was bouncing her knees anxiously while waiting. In the two years she’s been here, I never really had a good friendship with her. It’s not that I didn’t like her… we just disagreed on somethings and our personalities never meshed together. I love her, don’t get me wrong. 

“Do you want kids?” Alex asked, pulling me from my thoughts. I looked up at her and raised an eyebrow. Do I want kids? 

“Yeah, kids… They’re great,” I exhaled deeply and nodded. I looked up at her and furrowed my eyebrows. I’m not so sure I want everyone to know my news just yet. It’s still too early. “I’ve wanted kids since the day I met Spencer. I knew I wanted to have kids with him,” I laughed lightly and nodded. And that wasn’t an exaggeration or anything. I knew the day I met him that kids would be in our lives.

“You guys would be fantastic parents.” Alex smiled at me as she reached out to place a hand on my knee. I smiled back at her and nodded. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to tell her just yet that I was pregnant. I think JJ was enough people right now.

“Thanks, Alex,” I whispered as I kept my eyes on her. We stayed sitting in a tense silence. It felt as if time was moving slowly, almost like someone changed the speed to 0.5 speed. I honestly hated how long we waited for someone to tell us what was going on.

“Spencer is ready for you guys,” a doctor came over to us and spoke before Alex got to say anything. I looked at him and smiled before standing back up. He led the two of us to the room Spencer was. Penelope was already in his room, putting various ‘Doctor Who’ action figures on the little roller table in front of him. 

Spencer was still asleep from his surgery. A white bandage and gauze pad was pressed and wrapped around his neck. He looked so peaceful as he slept. But he always looked peaceful like this. Although, I didn’t like that he was knocked out because of anesthesia because he was shot in the neck.

“Oh good! You’re still here.” Penelope looked up at me with a sad smile. I returned the sad smile before sitting in one of the chairs beside the bed. Alex sat on the other side while Penelope continued setting up the action figures. “This’ll be nice… When he wakes up they’ll all be looking at him… And it’ll be the first thing he sees.” Penelope stepped back and looked at the action figures before looking at me and then Alex. 

“That will be nice.” Alex smiled at Penelope. I looked back at Spencer and sighed deeply. There was a moment of silence as we all stared at the sleeping Spencer. 

“Alright, this’ll be weird… We’re all just staring at him when he wakes up.” Penelope clapped her hands together as she looked up at me. I looked away from Spencer for a moment to look at my friend. “I’m gonna stand over here,” she whispered before stepping to stand by the window behind me. Surely it wouldn’t be too weird if I watched him while he was out. I mean, I’ve watched him sleep before, and that wasn’t too weird. 

After a little bit, I moved so I was kneeling on the ground beside the bed with Spencer’s hand in mine. Penelope was sitting where I once was sitting, her laptop on her lap as she was working on researching something for the team. Alex was sitting, half asleep in the chair by the doorway.

“Do you need anything?” Penelope asked me, resting her hand on my shoulder. I turned my head and looked over at her, feeling slight exhaustion in my eyes. I shook my head and watched her stand.

“Actually, can you get me hot chocolate,” I stopped her once she made it to the door. She turned and looked at me, nodding lightly. 

“I’ll go with.” Alex spoke up as she stood to her feet.

“We can get him food for when he wakes up. He’s going to need the carbs and calories,” Penelope  I swallowed roughly and watched the two ladies leave. I looked back at Spencer and cocked my head to rest on the bed.  

Spencer’s nose twitched slightly before his eyes slowly opened. I lifted my head before moving to sit on the bed beside him. He gently squeezed my hand as he looked at me.

“Hey,” his voice was low and mildly raspy as he spoke.

“I don’t think you understand how happy I am to see you awake, Spence,” I whispered as I grasped his hand. He tiredly smiled at me and blinked. “Penelope went to get ice chips and food for you,” I smiled at him before exhaling, “Alex… Alex went with,” I gestured towards the doorway.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered before squeezing my hand lightly. It wasn’t very hard, but it was just enough for me to notice the action. I furrowed my eyebrows.

“Don’t be sorry,” I shook my head as I rested my lips on the back of his hand. 

“I’m sorry I wasn’t as safe as I should have been… And that I made you get that phone call.” He wrinkled his nose as he closed his eyes. I wiped my own eyes and shook my head.

“It wasn’t your fault or Alex’s fault… It’s no one but the guy who shot you… Please don’t blame yourself,” I whispered as I grasped his hand in mine. “I’m just happy you’re okay.” I looked up at him as tears rolled down my cheeks. Spencer tiredly smiled back at me. 

Although I was angry that he was currently in the hospital, in Texas, I was okay that he was finally awake and safe. I feel like there was no one to actually blame for this though. I mean, sure there was the bad guy. But, Spencer was just trying to protect Alex. 

“What’s wrong,” his voice shook me from my thoughts and brought me to look at him. I wiped my eyes and put a small smile on my lips.

“I’m pregnant,” I whispered as I looked at him. Spencer furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at me. He wanted to readjust in his spot, but I stopped him from moving. “Don’t hurt yourself, Spence.” I rested a hand on his shoulder. He looked at me with a fresh and certain dampness in his eyes.

“When… When did you find out?” he asked as he lifted his to hold mine. I smiled and let him hold it. 

“Just -Earlier tonight… Before I came here. I wanted to tell you when you got home. But then I got a phone call from Aaron about… Well-” I looked around the hospital room before looking back at Spencer.

“You’re not jus-”

“Hey! Hey! Hey! Look who’s awake!” Penelope exclaimed as she stepped into the room. I looked over my shoulder at her with a forced smile. Her phone was pressed between her shoulder and ear, and a tray with food in her hands. 

Spencer looked at me, his lips still parted, and tears fresh in his eyes. Obviously, he wanted more information about my sudden news to him, but he didn’t want to talk about it in front of Penelope and Alex. 

“Just woke up.” I squeezed Spencer’s hand lightly. Alex looked over at me before handing me a paper cup with hot chocolate. I nodded and silently thanked her. 

“Tell her she can go now, please.” Penelope looked between Spencer and I as she nodded towards Alex. I laughed as I looked at her. 

“I’m okay, Alex. I’m sure the team needs you more than I need you.” Spencer lifted up his other hand and waved her away. It was Alex’s turn to laugh.

“Okay, okay. I’m outta here.” She looked at the three of us with a relieved smile. “I’m happy you’re awake,” she squeezed Spencer’s hand before leaving.

“I got juice, broth, and Jell-o!” Penelope exclaimed as she placed the three items on the table. 

“Oh boy, jello! My… My favorite.” He peeled his eyes off me and looked over at Penelope. I kept my eyes on him for a moment longer before looking over at Penelope.

Spencer lifted his hands to pick up the spoon on the table. I smiled as I watched him poke at the food in front of him.

{***}{***}{***}

I looked down at Spencer, who was fast asleep with his head in my lap. I smiled softly as I ran my fingers through his hair. He looked so peaceful as he slept. It was a good thing too. He hardly got any rest in the hospital… Especially after everything that happened. I don’t blame him though.

“When did you find out?” Aaron looked at me with a small smile on his lips. I looked up from Spencer’s face and at Aaron. I noticed everyone was looking upon Spencer and I with joy and excitement on their faces. Do they seriously know? Did they really profile me and my pregnancy? I know JJ wouldn’t tell anyone. 

“What… What’re you talking about?” I raised an eyebrow. I continued running my fingers through his hair. I looked down at Spencer when he adjusted in his spot. A small smile tugged onto the corner of my lips as I watched him.

“You have that new mother glow,” David spoke with a smile as he swirled his whiskey. I bit my lips together to hold back the smile I didn’t want to share. 

“And, I think you’ve thrown up a dozen and a half times since you came here,” Derek pointed out. I looked over at him, my lips half parted as I prepared to argue back. 

“I found out 3 days ago, okay. A few hours before Aaron called me about,” I pointed towards Spencer’s neck. “It’s still new to me… And Spencer,” I whispered as I looked back down at Spencer. I smiled and dropped my shoulders. “I’m just happy he’s okay,” I wrinkled my nose as I lifted my free hand to wipe my eyes. 

“Wait, you’re pregnant?” Penelope looked down at me as she stood at the small corridor that held the cockpit and bathroom. I looked up at her and smiled. “How come you didn’t tell me? You were literally in the room when I shot a gun?! Poor baby,” she cringed as she held a hand out towards my belly. I laughed lightly and shrugged.

“I just found out, Penelope. You didn’t scare the bean.” I smiled as I watched her walk towards the back of the plane. The jet was filled, hardly any seats open. “I think you scared me more than anyone else. And that includes Spencer,” I laughed lightly. 

“He was about to hurt Spencer! I couldn’t allow that!” she exclaimed as she finally sat down by Cruz. I smiled and looked back down at Spencer. 

“And, I appreciate that.” I looked back down at her. It looked like she wanted to continue on about my sudden announcement of my pregnancy, but it seemed like JJ got her to be quiet. I looked back at JJ and mouthed a quick ‘Thank you,’ before looking back down at the still sleeping Spencer. 

He wrinkled his nose before shifting so he was facing me. I looked up and over at Alex, who was staring at the table in front of her. Her expression was emotionless and the way she remained silent and away from our minor celebrations worried me.

Aaron’s phone chimed, causing everyone (Spencer excluded) to look his way with fear on their faces. I could feel my heart rate pick up, fearing for everyone around that they’d have to go back.

“Please tell me we don’t have another case, Hotch,” Derek asked, looking at Aaron. I looked between the two before dropping my stare back to Spencer.

“No, we’re going home. We’re getting a break,” Aaron said as he placed his phone back on the table top. I let out a sigh of relief as I pressed my head to the wall behind me. And suddenly I could feel the exhaustion hit me for the first time in 3 days. 

{***}{***}{***}

“How are you feeling?” Alex asked Spencer as we went up the stairs to our apartment. I fumbled for our apartment key as we stepped onto the landing.

“I feel great!” Spencer’s tone was sarcastic as he led us to our home. “Eh, that’s overselling it… I feel great considering I just got shot in the neck.” He placed his hand on his shoulder, near where he was shot. 

“Is it the whole being a dad thing that’s making you feel great?” Alex asked, looking between Spencer and I.

“That’s what I was thinking,” I smiled back as I looked at Alex. She smiled at me as I stood in front of the door to unlock it.

“I guess you could say that.” Spencer entered the room once the door was unlocked. I allowed Alex in before I stepped in and locked the door. “Having a baby definitely adds to the feeling great feeling.” He smiled at me. I returned the smile and stepped up to him. He looked down at me before kissing me.

“I’m gonna go to the bathroom real quick. Alex, if you’re not here when I get out, it was nice seeing you again… And I hope you have a good rest of the night.” I smiled at her. 

“It was nice seeing you again… Wish they were different circumstances,” she dryly laughed as I walked over to her. I wrapped my arms around her body and embraced her in a tight hug. She let out a deep sigh and pressed her face into my shoulder. I bit my lips together and felt tears form in my eyes before stepping away from her. 

“Have a nice night,” I whispered before leaving the room. I glanced at Spencer and smiled. He returned the smile with a shy one and waved as I went into our room, and then the bathroom.

I made sure to be quick. I knew Alex would be going home any minute and I didn’t want to leave Spencer alone. He’s been through too much already… He shouldn’t be alone right now.

When I stepped out of our bedroom, Spencer was standing by the window, looking out at the street. Something on my face made me not feel good.

“Where’d Alex go?” I asked as I stepped over to be beside Spencer. I wrapped both my arms around his middle and rested my head on his chest.

“Went home,” his voice was a low whisper. I pouted as I looked out the window to see Alex getting in a taxi cab. Spencer wrapped an arm around me and hugged me tightly.

“Lets go lie down. It’s probably best you get some rest. Maybe the both of us.” I looked up at him. His eyes were wide with a familiar wetness in them. He blinked and looked down at me. “We can talk baby… Something happy,” I smiled at him. Spencer forced a smile onto his lips and nodded.

“Let’s go lie down.” He nodded towards the bedroom. I grasped his hand and pulled him back to the room.

“How long ago did you find out,” Spencer asked, resting his head on my shoulder. I pulled the blanket over our bodies before resting my head on top of his. 

“Few days ago… Before Aaron called about…” I shrugged when I didn’t continue my statement. Spencer nodded when he gathered the rest of my thoughts. “But it’s true… I took 3 tests…” I chuckled lightly. Spencer let out a small sigh and nodded.

“Ethan’s a great name… If we have a boy,” Spencer whispered to me as I sat beside him on the bed. I looked over at him and took note of the badge he was holding on to. I dropped my shoulders when I saw Alex’s photo.

 “She left, she quit,” he said so softly to try to keep his voice from breaking. I reached over and grasped his hands and rested my head on his shoulder, “Why does everyone leave?” he sighed deeply as he rested his head on top of mine. I glanced up at his face and saw tears were rolling slowly down his cheeks. He was quick, though, to wipe them away. I’m sure he was hoping I didn’t notice. But I did.

“Sometimes people just need to move on. And, I guess it was just Alex’s time to move on,” I replied in a whisper. I lifted my hand and reached for the other side of her badge. “I know her husband wanted her to move to Boston with him,” I added. Spencer flipped the badge closed and dropped it to the comforter.

“Yeah, yeah, I know,” Spencer whispered as he grasped my hand. “She called me Ethan, at the scene where I was… I asked her who Ethan was, while you were in the bathroom. And, she had a son. No one knew that. He died when he was 9…” his voice broke again and suddenly I was crying. 

“Ethan’s a great name.” I wrinkled my nose as I rubbed my other hand over my incredibly flat tummy. “Perfect name,” I nodded. We sat in a comfortable silence, a silence that was more than welcomed. "Isn't Ethan the name of your college best friend and roommate?" I asked, raising an eyebrow slightly. Spencer’s breathing stilled for a moment before he answered.

"Possibly." 

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now you’re on your own (won’t you come back home?) (1/?)

Word Count: 2,760 (In this part)

Rating: T

Pairings: Gen

Summary: Dean doesn’t believe in fate. But it is a strange coincidence that the one time Dean is ever in California, pointedly trying not to think about his little brother hours away in Palo Alto, he gets a voicemail saying Sam’s in the hospital. Pre-Series.

Dean doesn’t believe in fate. He can believe in a lot of other things, sure. Ghosts, ghouls, demons. Those are things he’s seen, things he can’t deny because they’ve been right before his eyes, have even tried to kill him a few times, but fate? Destiny? Give him a break. If any part of Dean’s life has been fate, he’s gonna need to talk to the guy in charge and maybe knock a couple of his teeth out, the fucking asshole. How’s that for fate?

But it is a strange coincidence that the one time Dean is ever in California, pointedly trying not to think about his little brother who’s hours away in Palo Alto, he gets a voicemail from Sam.

The mere shock of seeing his name on his phone makes him blink hard, like he must be imagining it, but he closes his eyes and opens them and pinches himself and it’s still there, still says Sam on the screen, still says he left a voicemail and all of a sudden Dean feels sick, his heart rate skyrocketing into the triple digits easily. He considers ignoring it. Sam left, after all. Looked Dean right in his eyes and still left, slamming the door behind him, like Dean never meant anything to him at all. Screw Sam.

But this? Two years into it?

Sam wouldn’t call him unless it was an emergency. The voicemail is from half an hour earlier, when Dean had been wiping sweat off his brow with his sleeve while a fire roared in a dug grave. Bye bye, bitch, he’d muttered, lingering a bit longer than he normally would. So this is California, he thought. He closed his eyes and felt the night air. Closed his eyes and wondered if he could maybe feel Sam somehow, his energy distinct in this great expanse of a state that crawled down so much of the West Coast. He came up empty, no energy, no little brother, and got in the car.

He didn’t want a motel, he wanted to gun it out of Cali ASAP and get the hell away from redwood trees and mountains and dry heat before he did something crazy like show up at Sam’s dorm or start crying. As far as he was concerned, California had stolen Sam from him.

There was no wanting to see the sights after that.

And then he’d gotten back in the car and seen the voicemail. Shakily, Dean presses play.

“Hey Dean.” Sam says. Dean shifts in his seat, ready to focus, to absorb. It’s been two years since he’s heard this voice, heard it say his name. However angry he still is, however sad, he wants to savor it.

Sam says his name the same way he always has, the exact same intonation, but he’s sighing it this time. “I don’t know if....Hell, I don’t even know if you care, or if you’ll even listen to this...and you don’t have to call me back, but well...You used to get pissed if I didn’t tell you stuff like this, so here goes. I’m at the hospital.”

Dean tenses, fists gripping the steering wheel tightly. “They’re gonna have to remove my appendix. I was really sick all day and my friend rushed me here. I’m fine,” Sam rushes to say.

“But I just thought...I don’t know why I called. Be safe out there, okay? I know you know what you’re doing, but just- God. Stay alive, okay?” And then there’s a silence that hangs in the air, just waiting to be filled before Dean hears Sam sigh and the voicemail ends.

Okay, fine. Palo Alto, it is. Dean puts the car in drive and intends to fully ignore the speed limit the whole way there, letting Led Zeppelin keep him awake.

When he gets there, and fuck it took a while. Why is California so fucking big? What if he had been on the East Coast? He calls three hospitals and finds the one Sam’s at, pulling into the parking lot and going inside.

It’s weird, when the receptionist asks his name and there’s nothing fake this time, no fake ID to pull out, nothing to lie about. He’s just...just himself. Dean Winchester, here to visit his brother.

“He finished surgery earlier.” The lady says to him.

“I’ll go ask the doctor if you can see him, but I’m sure he’s unconscious.”

“That’s fine,” Dean says. “It’s just kind of my job to look out for the kid, you know?”

Dean doesn’t know what it is, but something in his voice makes the lady look at him more intensely than she had a minute ago.

“Yeah,” she says, voice full of a meaning Dean can’t understand, the way that sometimes happens with strangers. “I do.”

She comes back a few minutes later while Dean sits in a rickety waiting room chair made of wood and she tells him where to go to find Sam. He wonders what friend of his took him here, can’t help but think that it should have been him instead. Him taking care of his brother, and no one else. Where is this friend of his, anyway? Who dumps someone at the hospital and doesn’t still around?

Dean distantly remembers as he makes his way to Sam that Christmas is soon. College kids go on break, leave for the holidays and come back after. He’ll have to ask Sam about it, if he’s been all alone. He won’t ask Sam to come back, already knows how that’ll go.

It doesn’t stop him from wishing for it.

Dean gets some of the worst coffee he’s ever had and pairs it with a plastic wrapped sandwich and some chocolate chip cookies from a vending machine he sees on his way to the room. Odds are Sam is gonna be unconscious for a while and Dean might as well have something in his stomach while he waits for Sam to wake up.

The doctor is around, greets Dean, says Sam is gonna be just fine, just needs to rest undisturbed, spend some time recovering at home. Says if Sam had gotten there any later, his appendix would have burst. The thought makes Dean shudder.

Sam looks young. 20 but to Dean he’ll always look 15. His hair is still long, his face serene in sleep from pain medication, and as much as it hurts to admit, he doesn’t look like a hunter at all. His features are too soft, not angry or hardened enough. It’s all Dean can do to not reach a hand out to stroke Sam’s hair, caress his forehead. That’s his Sammy. He thinks back to the voicemail, back to Sam saying, I don’t even know if you care. Of fucking course, Dean cared. How could Sam even think that? It was Sam who’d left-

And then his father’s voice, hard and absolute, comes booming through his head like a crack of thunder.

“If you walk out that door, don’t you ever come back,” And Sam’s eyebrows furrowing, as if he’s holding back tears, and Sam’s look at dean, it hadn’t been angry after all, now that he thinks about it, it had been- Oh, Sammy. Never.

Never.

Dean hangs his head and leans forward. He can’t tell in this hospital gown, but Sam looks okay. A bit skinny, hair a little too long, but hey. That’s Sam. At least California hasn’t changed him that much. He’s got a nice tan about him, a glow that looks sallow in the hospital lighting but Dean knows would look glorious in the sunlight.

Dean falls asleep in the hospital chair an hour into it, stomach full and head at an angle that’s gonna pinch later, but he had a long drive and Sam is here right where he can see him and that’s more than Dean’s had in a long time, and some restless part of him that never lets itself lay down and sleep is actually at peace for once, so he closes his eyes.

He tries not to think of Sammy all sweaty and shaky, sick and pale and clutching his abdomen, and then it hadn’t even been Dean who was there for him.

Dean wouldn’t have even know about this, not ever, not if Sam hadn’t decided to call, and why did he? Dean intends on finding that out when Sam wakes up. Why now?

Did Sam ever miss him? He sure missed Sam, when he’d let himself admit it. There are ghosts like the ones he sees every day, but there’s another kind of ghost too. Ones that are entirely human and still alive but haunt him all the same, and Sam’s been one of them ever since he left.

And there’s no bones to burn, nothing to salt or destroy, just Sam with him every step of the way, just haunting him all the way from California.

Sam wakes up not long after Dean does, groaning and blinking hard, squinting as his eyes adjust to the light, rubbing them. Dean almost laughs, the familiarity of the expressions. Sam’s woken up the same way his entire life, and Dean tries to get rid of his smile. he’d almost forgotten how awkward this was gonna be, having to interact with each other. Dean had gotten used to seeing Sam, had been sitting here for a while, but Sam was probably still stuck in yesterday, hadn’t expected Dean to even care, if his voicemail was anything go by, let alone be sitting next to him.

Sam looks around and when his eyes fall on Dean, he startles, hand on his chest.

“Fuck,” he breathes. “You scared the hell outta me,” he says, and Dean laughs.

“It’s not funny.” Sam says. “I thought you were a ghost or something.” Dean puts a hand on Sam’s shoulder with careful pressure.

“Not dead yet, Sammy. got a few years left in me.”

“You got more than that,” Sam says, stretching in bed and wincing slightly.

“And what about you?” Dean says. “Your appendix just decide to go AWOL?”

“Ugh,” Sam groans. “Dude, yeah. I was doing some reading, trying to get ahead for next semester, you know? And then I just felt this...pressure, on my side. Whatever, I just ignored it for a while. Then I started throwing up, and I just couldn’t stop.”

“Dude, gross!” Dean says, making a face to offset how bad he feels for Sam. Sam smiles at him, and they’re silent.

“How’d you get here?” Dean asks after a minute.

“My buddy Kyle hadn’t left the dorms yet so I called him and he dropped me off. It’s a lot cheaper than an ambulance.” Dean nods.

“And where’s Kyle at now?”

“Home. Everybody’s gone home for break. Believe it or not, it’s almost Christmas.” Sam says, smiling and shaking his head, mostly to himself.

“I know it doesn’t look like it, though.” Sam says, and yeah, no white Christmases here, that’s for sure.

“Where the hell are you staying?” Dean asks. Sam shrugs.

“Same place I did last year,” he says. “Pay extra to stay over break. I’m not the only one there. There’s a lot of international students who can’t get home.”

“Who’s gonna take care of you?”

“I am,” Sam says. “It’ll be fine. It’s pretty basic stuff. I am an adult, you know.”

“Sam, cmon.” Dean scoffs.

“What?” Sam says, defensive.

“We’re not doin that, okay? You just got surgery. You’re not gonna be by yourself.”

“Well, who else is gonna take care of me?” Sam asks. Really? Dean wants to ask. Is he really asking that?

“Really, Sam?”

“No, tell me. What- You’re just gonna put off hunting for a month and nurse me back to health?” Dean swallows hard.

“What if I did? Huh? What if I came down here just so I could do that?” Dean holds his gaze defiantly, jaw clenched, and Sam raises his eyebrows. He deflates, catching Dean off guard. It makes him raise his eyebrows.

“Dean, come on.” Sam says gently. “You can’t do that. There’s people out there who need you.”

“That’s really rich, Sam.” Dean bites out.

“That’s really rich coming from you. Just shut up, okay? You’re damn right people need me. One of them just so happens to be sitting in this room, and he just got a piece of his body cut out of him a few hours ago. I’m needed here.”

“Dean-”

“No, Sam! Okay?” Dean says, standing up now.

“Come on...Tell me. If you don’t want my help, say it. Tell me there’s not a part of you that wants me to stay and wants me to take care of you like before.” Dean swallows hard against a growing tightness in his throat, a burning in his eyes. He stares at Sam with a focus and intensity that could start fires.

“If you tell me that you don’t want me here, I’ll get right back in the car and leave. You won’t ever have to hear from me again. But you have to say it.”

Sam’s eyes are wet. He’s losing the same battle Dean is fighting right now.

“I’m not gonna say it,” Sam says softly. “You’re not gonna hear it. Not from me. I can’t...”

“I mean, you- You left us, Sammy,” Dean says more gently, more open and devastated than he ever wanted sam to hear him sound. He sits down now, posture nonthreatening.

“I mean, how am I supposed to-“

“Dean,” Sam says, firm enough to cut Dean off but not angry, not enough to start a fight. “You don’t understand.”

“I think I understand just fine-“

“No, Dean. I’m not gonna let Dad do this to us anymore! Do you see what’s happening? No more misunderstandings. I left him. I never wanted- I didn’t want to leave you. But then Dad said I couldn’t come back, and you didn’t say any different, and I thought you didn’t want me around anymore either, so I never called, never texted. I didn’t expect you to come, okay? I thought you’d delete the voicemail without even listening to it.”

“I thought you’d washed your hands of me, Dean. I was alone.” Sam scoffs.

“I mean, really alone. I used to always have you. If I didn’t have anything else, I knew I had you. And then I didn’t. So don’t say that- Don’t act like I ran out on you. I wanted to take you with me.”

Dean turns that over in his mind, can’t believe it’s true. It’s too much, gives him too much hope. He knows all too well about the dangers of hope. It’s too heartbreaking and amazing in equal measure. He thinks about going back in time and leaving with Sam, working a job and sharing an apartment with him in California, drinking cold beer on the beach and quizzing sam before tests, eating ice cream and going on summer road trips.

“Sam,” he says, pushing away those thoughts. “You know I would never leave Dad.” Sam nods, a tear falling onto the sheets.

“I know.” He sounds defeated.

“And you also know,” Dean begins. “That I’d never abandon you either. I got the voicemail and I-” Dean scoffs. “I must have broken every traffic law out there trying to get here in time, and- and you’re staying with me, got it?” he says, pointing a finger at Sam.

“We’ll find a place for the month and get you better. You gave up your right to argue when you started crying all over your little hospital dress.”

“Asshole,” Sam snorts. “Now I really don’t want you to take care of me,” he jokes.

“Too bad! It’s gonna be Nurse Dean all month long, surgery boy.” Sam lets out a little laugh, and Dean relaxes a little bit.

“Dean,” Sam says, serious again. “A month. How are we gonna pay for a month? And dad- How are you gonna explain this to dad?”

“Dad doesn’t bother me much about hunts.” Dean shrugs. It’s the truth.

“He just calls, asks if I finished ‘em. Always tell him I did because I do. He’s not gonna press me for details. And payment, well. I know a guy who’s got us covered.”

Before Sam can even open his mouth to ask, Dean’s pulling out a fake credit card and showing it in all its shiny and fraudulent glory.

“Burt Maximoff is a very generous man.” Dean says, grinning. Sam snorts again, shaking his head, but he’s smiling fondly all the same.

A month.

[rowanthestrange]

Main theme is: Letting Go.

Letting go of the ‘power of the time lords’ or whatever, easy. Then we’ll have Donna letting go of travelling in the TARDIS - she wants to live, be with her daughter etc. And the Doctor having to let her do that. Letting go of the past with the face. Letting go of expectations for oneself gender and otherwise for 15 (and callback with Rose having done that perhaps), Doctor Who about change and moving on, etc. etc.

But also I predict the slight swerve that you can do that too much. You can push away memories and people. Letting go doesn’t mean entirely (15 and Donna interacting etc. this being an open door, the implications of christmases future and whatnot). Letting go can sometimes mean healing has to be done first - the old face again. The balances necessary in retaining good and leaving the bad as one grows but also not denying one’s past mistakes (Toymaker both literal perhaps somehow, but also as a meta mirror for the Doctor).

We may or may not have the letting go of someone you love dying, depending on how much filming Rusty got done with Bernard and if he wants to keep Wilf’s death canonically optional like Sarah-Jane, as opposed to the Brigadier.

OK but what's y'all's predictions for the next 2 episodes? I don't mean story-wise but thematically.

Because the whole trans right thing is done, we knew that was the goal but it was done pretty well in one episode. Now we're left with 1 episode of the doctor and Donna being stuck together, and 1 episode back in England with Donna's family. What's the thematic arc here? Family obviously, because Wilf is back in the 3rd episode. But how will it affect the doctor? Mirror mirror what are doing here. Also let's not forget the celestial toymaker and Rose's shop. How are we linking all of that?

Too many things that I know I'm close to making fit together but I'm not exactly there right now. But so close!

[edwardshundredyearoldspunk]

ngl, I feel like my little doctor who christmas special marathon ended on a bit of a low note with joy to the world. twice upon a time was truly excellent and the church on ruby road encapsulated this liminal vibe about christmas that I've never seen anything else truly capture. so going from that to joy to the world was…underwhelming

[tortillastar]

A Surprise

Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction using characters from the Harry Potter world, trademarked by J. K. Rowling. I am grateful to Ms. Rowling for creating the Harry Potter world, which has done much to reawaken my imagination.

You could say she was a surprise from the start.

Percy and Audrey hadn’t planned for a second child, what with them steeped in mortgage debt and him with few prospects at work. Lucy was the product of a drunken night, a hiccup in his by-the-book life - graduate at 18, marry at 25, have children at 30. Later, when Percy looked at his second daughter, he couldn’t help being reminded of his impulsivity. He took shame in his own irresponsibility, and by consequence, in Lucy.

A month before her due date, Audrey woke up in the middle of the night drenched in blood. She shook Percy awake, and while he flooed over to the burrow to drop off the half-asleep Molly, made herself a cup of coffee - a latte with more milk than coffee - thinking they wouldn’t let her eat anything at the hospital. Her composure resulted less from forbearance than the peaceful vacancy of a simple mind.

Percy, troubled by the one in 2,000 babies even magic couldn’t save, struggled to remain calm. He fumbled with the key to his desk drawer, then finished around blindly for a toffee. After three Christmases at the burrow, the three-year-old had developed an appetite for sweets and an even stronger one for throwing tantrums to get them. 

Percy didn’t approve of sweets nor coddling but didn’t dare raise the point with his mother. Partly for his own unease at being the least notable Weasley - nobody stopped Percy Weasley in Diagon Alley for a handshake or a photo - and partly for the slights George, who’d never quite forgiven him for abandoning the family, threw his way from time to time, Percy now sought desperately to fit into the family he’d so eagerly shunned at 18. So he locked the toffees in the back of his desk drawer and made use of them far more often than he dared admit to himself. Audrey, for her part, readily believed Percy the cleverer of the two with his thick glasses and his nose in a book, and said nothing.

In the hall outside the operation room, Percy stilled his wrist in the action of checking his watch and shifted so his line of vision formed an exact 45-degree angle with the door. He needed to affect equanimity, but not be so undisturbed as to appear a careless husband. So preoccupied was he with perfecting his act that he didn’t notice his only audience - a hospital clerk on his fourth cup of coffee - had fallen asleep.

The 15-minute wait unfurled slowly for Percy, for time has a way of passing quicker for the audience than the actor. When the door swung open, the doctor wore a weary 3am smile that stilled Percy’s agitation, enough to convince himself that he’d never been worried in the first place.

The room was silent. None of Mooly’s pinched screeches or frog-like gurgles. Audrey opened her eyes and smiled - an absent, dimpled smile that, was prettier than he deserved, Percy knew. They were in many ways a perfect match: he at 30 still peppered with bubbly pimples and horn-rimmed glasses for the school nerd look, and she a high school dropout who admired more than anything the professor-like men of bargin bin romance novels.

“You alright?” He asked, placing a chaste kiss on her forehead. He again played at sincerity for the nurse and doctor, who were both out of hearing range.

“A little tired is all.” Satisfied with the performance of his doting-husband duties, Percy turned his attention to the baby, only to find its eyes already fixed upon him, two sunken black holes staring intently into his own. They seemed to penetrate the locked drawers of his heart, rifling through every thought. Despite his logical self, Percy doubted if he was being legilimized and quickly tore his gaze away.

It - as he’d instinctively begun to call the baby - was huddled up against Audrey’s chest. Legs scarcely thicker than his index finger poked forth from the blanket wrapped around its waist. The clinical name enabled him to poke and prod from a foot away, dancing around the fact that “it” was his own flesh and blood. 

Noticing his gaze upon the baby, but too tired or too unheeding to remark the abject horror in Percy’s gaze, Audrey held it towards him.

“Want to hold her?” Only the knowledge that the nurse and doctor were still by the door, possibly watching, kept him from flinching away. He took it up, one hand about the blanket-wrapped waist and the other beneath the capped head to avoid its red rubbery skin. He gave it a clumsy rock back and forth and slit his mouth in a grimace-smile, taking care to avoid the eyes.

“You look so awkward.” Audrey laughed and reached out to take back the baby. Percy was all too eager to dispose of it. He surreptitiously wiped his hands - sticky from his own sweat or the goo on the baby’s skin, he wasn’t sure - with a tissue. Audrey missed the gesture, but not the girl, whose gaze remained pointedly fixated upon her father.

“Have you decided on a name?” The nurse returned with a clipboard in hand.

“Lucy Weasley.” Percy replied without hesitation. Uttering the name, which he and Audrey had agreed upon months prior, was the only thing about that night that had gone according to plan.

[laresearchette]

Friday, November 11, 2021 Canadian TV Listing (Times Eastern)

WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES?: THE SHRINK NEXT DOOR (Apple TV +) SNOOPY IN SPACE (Apple TV+) 90 DAY: THE SINGLE LIFE (discovery +) SET! (discovery +) CIAO ALBERTO (Disney +) ENTRELAZADOS (Disney +) HOME SWEET HOME ALONE (Disney +) THE MAKING OF HAPPIER THAN EVER: A LOVE LETTER TO LOS ANGELES (Disney +) MARVEL ASSEMBLED: THE MAKING OF SHANG-CHI AND THE LEGEND OF THE TEN RINGS (Disney +) MARVEL STUDIOS' 2021 DISNEY+ DAY SPECIAL (Disney +) OLAF PRESENTS (Disney+) PIXAR 2021 DISNEY+ DAY SPECIAL (Disney +) THE SIMPSONS IN PLUSAVERSARY (Disney +) UNDER THE HELMET: THE LEGACY OF BOBA FETT (Disney +) THE WORLD ACCORDING TO JEFF GOLDBLUM (Disney +) AN ICE WINE CHRISTMAS (CTV Drama) 8:00pm OPEN BY CHRISTMAS (W Network) 8:00pm KEVIN GARNETT: ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE (Crave 2) 8:00pm

WHAT IS NOT PREMIERING IN CANADA TONIGHT THE WALL (NBC Feed) TABLE WARS (Premiering on November 15 on HGTV Canada at 11:00pm) MY LOTTERY DREAM HOME (Premiering on November 23 on HGTV Canada at 9:00pm) STRIKE HER DEAD (TBD - Lifetime Canada)

NEW TO AMAZON PRIME/CRAVE/NETFLIX CANADA/CBC GEM:

AMAZON PRIME CANADA ALWAYS JANE THE COMEBACK TRAIL MAYOR PETE PAU GASOL: LO IMPORTANTE ES EL VIAJE

CBC GEM CALL THE MIDWIFE SEASON 2 CHRISTMAS SPECIAL THE OXY KINGPINS STEALING SCHOOL CRAVE TV ADAM SANDLER’S EIGHT CRAZY NIGHTS BAD SANTA BATMAN RETURNS A COLBERT CHRISTMAS: THE GREATEST GIFT OF ALL! CHRISTMAS TIME IN SOUTH PARK COMEDY CENTRAL’S ALL-STAR NON-DENOMINATIONAL CHRISTMAS SPECIAL COOPERS’ CHRISTMAS DOCTOR WHO: THE CHRISTMAS SPECIALS ELF EYES WIDE SHUT THE FAMILY MAN FOUR CHRISTMASES FULL METAL JACKET IT’S A WONDERFUL LIFE JINGLE ALL THE WAY JOJO RABBIT KISS KISS BANG BANG LAND LETHAL WEAPON LOVE ACTUALLY PEACOCK THE POLAR EXPRESS RED RED 2 SERENDIPITY SILK ROAD THE VERY HAROLD & KUMAR CHRISTMAS YOU’VE GOT MAIL THE YULE LOG

DISNEY + STAR THE BALLAD OF NESSIE (short) DOPESICK (Premiere Episode) ENCHANTED FEAST (short) FROZEN FEVER (short) GET A HORSE! (short) JUNGLE CRUISE THE LITTLE MATCHGIRL (short) PAPERMAN (short) SHANG-CHI AND THE LEGEND OF THE TEN RINGS TANGLED EVER AFTER (short) TICK TOCK TALE

NETFLIX CANADA BIG MOUTH (Season 5) THE CLUB A COP MOVIE GLORIA LOVE HARD MEENAKSHI SUNDARESHWAR NARCOS (Season 3) THE UNLIKELY MURDERER WE COULDN’T BECOME ADULTS YARA ZERO TO HERO

SESAME STREET (Treehouse) 6:00pm (SEASON PREMIERE): Elmo builds a robot dog

NHL HOCKEY (SNWest/TSN4) 7:00pm: Flames vs. Leafs (SN1) 7:00pm: Oilers vs. Sabres (SNPacific) 10:00pm: Predators vs. Canucks

NBA BASKETBALL (SN Now) 7:00pm: Knicks vs. Hornets (TSN2) 8:00pm: Nets vs. Pelicans (SN1) 10:00pm: Bulls vs. Warriors

CFL FOOTBALL (TSN/TSN5) 7:30pm: Ti-Cats vs. Argos (TSN/TSN5) 10:30pm: Stamps vs. Lions marketplace (CBC) 8:00pm: Shocking amounts of sugar in some popular coffee chain drinks, even ones that seem healthier; lab tests show which sparkling water drinks could harm teeth.

CUPIDS ON BEACON STREET (City TV) 8:00pm: Romance book editor Eve agrees to housesit for her bestselling novelist, sharing the home with Jake, a self-help coach who needs the space to host romantically-themed workshops for Valentine's Day.

SEX, LIES & MURDER (Super Channel Fuse) 8:00pm (SERIES PREMIERE): Adult film actress Amanda Logue becomes involved in the murder of a working-class businessman; when police learn that the murder occurred at the culmination of an all-night sex party involving Amanda's boyfriend, they look to Amanda for answers.

CANADA SOCCER (SNOntario/SNEast/SNPacific) 8:30pm: Men's World Cup Qualifying - Canada vs. Costa Rica

TRAVEL MAN: 48 HOURS IN... (CBC) 8:30pm:  Accompanied by Matt Lucas, Richard Ayoade makes the most of a two-day Rome tour. From art and other specialties to destinations and fun activities, the duo covers almost everything there is.

THE NATURE OF THINGS (CBC) 9:00pm: Nature's Big Year:  When humanity hits pause, nature reboots; scientists discover the surprising ways pandemic lock downs affected our planet.

FAMILY LAW (Global) 9:00pm: Abigail and Daniel represent two sisters who are being sued by their estranged mother for parental support; Daniel debates leaving Svensson for a rival firm; Lucy is melancholic as her deceased mother's birthday approaches.

SILK ROAD (Crave) 9:00pm:  Ross Ulbricht creates Silk Road, the internet's first unregulated marketplace. When it becomes a multimillion dollar pipeline for illicit drugs, Ulbricht draws the attention of Rick Bowden, a DEA agent who uses any means necessary to take him down. CRIME BEAT (Global) 10:00pm:  Arlene Westervelt - Murder or Misadventure?

ENDANGERED SPECIES (Crave) 11:00pm: Stranded in a wilderness park in Kenya, a man, his family and a friend find themselves in a desperate fight for survival when they encounter a vicious leopard and a pack of hyenas.

[cazimagines]

Random Writing prompts

Today is my last day as the co-leader of the creative writing society at my college so I thought now that it's over I would share the prompts me and the other leader came up with for our sessions in case people need some prompt ideas to try and get out of that writers block. I also included music suggestions that we played to fit the themes. Enjoy!

Week 1: Lockdown

“Things weren’t supposed to end this way but how were we to know the true dangers of what was really outside” write a story around this starter

Create a poem on how you feel about your lockdown experience

Create a short story about someone in an apocalypse who has to stay inside

Write a letter to the government on what they could have done better about lockdown

Week 2: Christmas! (Music used: Our collection of Christmas songs)

Write about what a typical Christmas is like for you

Write a poem about your favourite things about Christmas

Write about the first Christmas you remember and the emotions you experienced

Create a short story about someone reminiscing over past Christmases as they take a long walk home through lots of snow- maybe they see children playing, or see a family eating through a window?

If you don’t celebrate Christmas, substitute for a holiday you celebrate such as Hanukkah or write about Winter in general.

Week 3: Fictional characters (Minecraft soundtrack)

Write a poem based on your favourite fictional character

Write a diary/short story based on meeting your favourite fictional character

Rewrite a scene from whatever your favourite fictional character is in and do it from their POV if it isn’t already in their POV

Week 4: Flowers (Animal crossing soundtrack)

You are a flower. What is your life like and what can you observe from your spot in the garden? Does anything interesting happen?

You are a gardener and like to arrange flowers in your spare time, write a monologue about why you chose this path in life.

Write a poem about a flower bed, describing different flowers in detail, and maybe they will have some visitors like bees or dragonflies?

Week 5: Poems (Stardew valley soundtrack)

Write a poem about whatever you choose

Write a poem about your favourite love troupe

Write a story about a poet trying to find inspiration

Week 6: Underwater (Mario kart underwater themes)

You are a scuba diver, what discoveries do you find underwater?

You are a scientist investigating the ocean in a submarine, when disaster strikes!

Write a poem or description about the deep sea

Week 6: Childhood memories (Undertale soundtrack)

Write a poem about your favourite childhood memory

Write a diary entry from your child self point of view of a day in your past

Write a short story about your childhood

Week 8- Valentine’s Day (The Sims 3 Hotdate music)

Write a poem in any style based on the feelings and perspective of one partner (or maybe it has both sides?)

Write a short story of a first date or of the 50th anniversary of a couple

Write from James Bond’s perspective on why he behaves the way he does with women and his experiences with your favourite Bond girls eg Vesper or Rosie Carver

Week 9: Horror (Doki Doki Literature club soundtrack)

Write a diary entry about how you’ve been attending your schools literature club but recently you have started noticing glitches and you begin to suspect that you are actually in a game

Write a short horror story about your biggest fear

Write a detailed account about the worst nightmare you’ve had

Week 10: Crime (Lego city undercover soundtrack)

Write a short story about a cat burglar. Are they a burglar of cats or a cat whose a burglar? ( cough atticus claw cough)

A poem from a murderer’s perspective detailing their most recent murder.

You’re a detective and a young woman has died from a seizure, but no known cause for it. Police label it as a natural death but you’re unconvinced.

No week 11

Week 12- Jungle (Jungle music)

Write a poem about cool gecko facts

You’re shipwrecked and have landed on an island with a big jungle and now it’s time to explore!

Write about the different perspectives of a sky animal and a land animal (eg parrot vs dung beetle)

Week 13 - Time Travel (Doctor Who soundtrack)

Write a diary entry from your favourite historical period

Write about a moment in time you would want to visit and why

Write about meeting your favourite historical idol

Write a ship fic between two unlikely historical figures, for example Emperor Nero x Alexander the Great

Week 14- April Fools Day! (Circus music that just plays the same song over and over again till it drove us insane)

Write a poem about the most epic prank you’ve pulled

Write a short story of a prank that goes horribly wrong!

Have your favourite good character create the most horrifically evil prank you can think of, or have your favourite villain do something anticlimactically mundane (bonus points for epic buildup)

Week 15 - Fantasy (Narnia Soundtrack)

Write about your favorite mythical creature, like a dragon or a elf

Write about an unexpected journey in a mythical land, like Narnia or The Hobbit

Write what your ideal world would be

Week 16 - Friendship (Harry Potter soundtrack)

Write your favorite memory spent with friends

Write a poem about your friends/what friendship means to you

Write a short story about saying goodbye to some life long friends

Week 17- Food (French Cafe music, please don’t use the one that just repeats the same two tracks)

A princess has asked you to create a ridiculously incomprehensible dish, and you must venture out to find the ingredients (or you’ll die or something)

You’re a chef and your worst enemy orders fugu, what do you do?

A last minute change means you’re now competing on hell’s kitchen, what happens?

[aion-rsa]

New on Netflix: July 2021 Releases

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By the power of Grayskull, Netflix’s list of new releases for July 2021 is here!

As you may have been able to tell by that clever opening, July is the month that Masters of the Universe: Revelation arrives on Netflix. This animated series from Kevin Smith continues the classic stories of He-Man and his buff friends. If nostalgia not be what ye seek, Netflix has plenty other original series this month as well. The amazingly hilarious sketch series I Think You Should Leave With Tim Robinson returns for season 2 on July 6. Also returning for a second season are Beastars, Never Have I Ever (both on July 15), and Outer Banks (July 30).

Netflix’s movie offerings are pretty thick this month since July marks the real beginning of the summer blockbuster season. The streamer is bringing not one, but three Fear Street films based on R.L. Stine’s classic book series. They arrive on July 1, July 9, and July 16 respectively. Also of note are Gundpowder Milkshake (July 14), Trollhunters: Rise of the Titans (July 21), and The Last Letter From Your Lover (July 23).

And if that weren’t enough, July sees a big influx of TV properties on Netflix. The Walking Dead season 10 (July 26), Wynonna Earp season 4 (July 26), and The Flash season 7 (July 28) all arrive at month’s end. These library titles will be complemented by The Twilight Saga (July 16) and the usual bevy of July 1 releases.

New on Netflix: July 2021

Coming Soon Cheech & Chong’s Still Smokin Feels Like Ishq — NETFLIX SERIES  How to Sell Drugs Online (Fast): Season 3 — NETFLIX SERIES 

July 1 Audible — NETFLIX DOCUMENTARY Dynasty Warriors — NETFLIX FILM  Generation 56k — NETFLIX SERIES  Mobile Suit Gundam Hathaway — NETFLIX ANIME FILM  Young Royals — NETFLIX SERIES  Air Force One Austin Powers in Goldmember Austin Powers: International Man of Mystery Austin Powers: The Spy Who Shagged Me The Best of Enemies Boogie Nights Born to Play Bureau of Magical Things: Season 1 Charlie’s Angels Congo Dennis the Menace The Game Hampstead The Karate Kid The Karate Kid Part II The Karate Kid Part III Kung Fu Panda Kung Fu Panda 2 Life as We Know It Love Actually Mary Magdalene Memoirs of a Geisha Midnight Run Mortal Kombat (1995) No Strings Attached Not Another Teen Movie Ophelia Sailor Moon Crystal: Seasons 1-3 She’s Out of My League Spanglish Star Trek The Strangers Stuart Little Supermarket Sweep: Season 1 Sword of Trust Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby Terminator 2: Judgment Day Underworld Underworld: Awakening Underworld: Rise of the Lycans What Dreams May Come Why Do Fools Fall in Love ZATHURA: A SPACE ADVENTURE

July 2 The 8th Night — NETFLIX FILM  Big Timber — NETFLIX SERIES  Fear Street Part 1: 1994 — NETFLIX FILM Haseen Dillruba — NETFLIX FILM  Mortel: Season 2 — NETFLIX SERIES Snowpiercer

July 3 Grey’s Anatomy: Season 17

July 4 We The People — NETFLIX FAMILY

July 5 You Are My Spring — NETFLIX SERIES 

July 6 I Think You Should Leave with Tim Robinson: Season 2 — NETFLIX COMEDY SPECIAL

July 7 Brick Mansions Cat People — NETFLIX DOCUMENTARY Dogs: Season 2 — NETFLIX DOCUMENTARY The Mire: ’97 — NETFLIX SERIES  The War Next-door — NETFLIX SERIES  Major Grom: Plague Doctor — NETFLIX FILM  This Little Love of Mine

July 8 Elize Matsunaga: Once Upon a Crime — NETFLIX DOCUMENTARY  Home Again Midnight Sun RESIDENT EVIL: Infinite Darkness — NETFLIX ANIME

July 9 Atypical: Season 4 — NETFLIX SERIES Biohackers: Season 2 — NETFLIX SERIES  The Cook of Castamar — NETFLIX SERIES  Fear Street Part 2: 1978 — NETFLIX FILM How I Became a Superhero — NETFLIX FILM  Last Summer — NETFLIX FILM  Lee Su-geun: The Sense Coach — NETFLIX COMEDY SPECIAL  Virgin River: Season 3 — NETFLIX SERIES

July 10 American Ultra

July 13 Ridley Jones — NETFLIX FAMILY

July 14 A Classic Horror Story — NETFLIX FILM  The Guide to the Perfect Family — NETFLIX FILM  Gunpowder Milkshake — NETFLIX FILM Heist — NETFLIX DOCUMENTARY My Unorthodox Life — NETFLIX SERIES Private Network: Who Killed Manuel Buendía? — NETFLIX DOCUMENTARY

July 15 A Perfect Fit — NETFLIX FILM  BEASTARS: Season 2 — NETFLIX ANIME  Emicida: AmarElo – Live in São Paulo — NETFLIX DOCUMENTARY  My Amanda — NETFLIX FILM  Never Have I Ever: Season 2 — NETFLIX SERIES

July 16 The Beguiled Deep — NETFLIX FILM  Explained: Season 3 — NETFLIX DOCUMENTARY (NEW EPISODES WEEKLY) Fear Street Part 3: 1666 — NETFLIX FILM Johnny Test — NETFLIX FAMILY Twilight The Twilight Saga: New Moon The Twilight Saga: Eclipse The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn: Part 1 The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn: Part 2

July 17 Cosmic Sin

July 20 milkwater

July 21 Chernobyl 1986 — NETFLIX FILM  The Movies That Made Us: Season 2 — NETFLIX DOCUMENTARY One on One with Kirk Cameron: Season 1 Sexy Beasts — NETFLIX SERIES  Too Hot to Handle: Brazil — NETFLIX SERIES Trollhunters: Rise of the Titans — NETFLIX FAMILY

July 22 Still Working 9 to 5  Words Bubble Up Like Soda Pop — NETFLIX ANIME 

July 23 A Second Chance: Rivals! — NETFLIX FAMILY Bankrolled — NETFLIX FILM  Blood Red Sky — NETFLIX FILM  Kingdom: Ashin of the North — NETFLIX FILM  The Last Letter From Your Lover — NETFLIX FILM Masters of the Universe: Revelation — NETFLIX SERIES Sky Rojo: Season 2 — NETFLIX SERIES 

July 24 Charmed: Season 3 Django Unchained

July 26 The Walking Dead: Season 10 Wynonna Earp: Season 4

July 27 All American: Season 3 Mighty Express: Season 4 — NETFLIX FAMILY The Operative

July 28 Bartkowiak — NETFLIX FILM   Fantastic Fungi  The Flash: Season 7 The Snitch Cartel: Origins — NETFLIX SERIES  Tattoo Redo — NETFLIX SERIES Too Hot to Handle: Brazil — NETFLIX SERIES

July 29 Resort to Love — NETFLIX FILM Transformers: War for Cybertron: Kingdom — NETFLIX ANIME

July 30 Centaurworld — NETFLIX FAMILY Glow Up: Season 3 — NETFLIX SERIES  The Last Mercenary — NETFLIX FILM Myth & Mogul: John DeLorean — NETFLIX DOCUMENTARY Outer Banks: Season 2 — NETFLIX SERIES

July 31 The Vault

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Leaving Netflix: July 2021

July 5 The Iron Lady

July 7 The Invitation

July 14 Holidays

July 15 The Princess and the Frog

July 19 Love Sick: The Series: Season 1

July 22 Oh My Ghost Oh My Ghost 2 Oh My Ghost 3 Oh My Ghost 4

July 28 The Croods

July 30 Spotlight

July 31 A Clockwork Orange  Bride of Chucky Child’s Play 2 Child’s Play 3  Eat Pray Love  Four Christmases  Freak Show  Fred Claus  Friends with Benefits G.I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra Grand Designs: Season 10  Grand Designs: Season 15  Hardcore Henry  Hinterland: Seasons 1-3 Hook Horns Jupiter Ascending King Arthur  Little Baby Bum: Nursery Rhyme Friends: S1 The Little Rascals Mad Max My Best Friend’s Wedding Nacho Libre  Nights in Rodanthe The Patriot  Remember Me Seed of Chucky Step Up: Revolution Your Highness  Zombieland 

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[lovemesomesurveys]

I’m dreaming of a white christmas.

1. Do you wear slippers on your feet during the wintertime to keep your toes toasty? No. I don’t wear slippers, ever. I do always have socks on, though. 

2. Has the power ever gone out during a snowstorm before? How long was the power out for? How did you cope with your house getting cold? No, since it doesn’t snow here.

3. What do you keep your furnace temperature set to inside during the wintertime? We don’t use the heater. I think it makes it too hot for my liking and we’re fine with just blankets or wearing a long sleeve or sweatshirt around the house. We also use the fireplace if we feel like we need it. 

4. Have you ever come across a glacier or an iceberg in real life? No.

5. Have you seen any of the Ice Age movies before? I’ve seen the first one, I think.

6. How do you feel about using dogs to mush and pull dogsleds? I don’t know anything about how it’s done. 

7. As a human being, what do you think is the longest period of time that you could hibernate for? Well, since March, apart from my once a month doctor appointment, I don’t leave the house. Pre-COVID days I was still pretty much a hermit crab, though I had a few more outings.

8. What would be your strategy in order to successfully win a snowball fight? I have no idea.

9. Do you go out of town for your holiday break or do your family members from other states/areas come to you instead? The past few years it’s just been my parents, brother, and I at home. A few Christmases prior we had some family over, but they all live in the same city as us. The last time my family and I travelled for Christmas was 6 years ago.

10. Have you ever gotten a winter-sports related injury before? What happened, and how long were you incapacitated for? No.

11. Do you believe in the Yeti or the Abominable Snowman? What would you do if you ever came into contact with one? No.

12. What kind of a conversation would you have with Frosty the Snowman if he came to life one day? We would just do fun, wintery things together.

13. What is one thing that you enjoy doing during the wintertime that a snowman wouldn’t be able to? Drink hot drinks and sit near the fireplace. 

14. How long does it typically take your body to defrost after coming inside from the cold temperatures? lol it doesn’t get that cold here. I warm up when I’m inside.

15. Do you give money to the homeless when you see them and/or they ask you to spare a few dollars? Sometimes, when I can.

16. Have you ever tried to blow bubbles during the wintertime? If not, would you be interested in trying to find out what would happen? No. Maybe if I went out in the very early morning hours when it’s in the 30s it might be a little harder to do, but during the day it’s like in the 50s, so it’d be fine.

17. Do you know anyone who has been laid off or unemployed right before the holidays? I don’t think so.

18. What would be your ideal version of a winter wonderland? I just want to experience a white Christmas. I really want to be in a cozy cabin while it’s snowing outside.

19. Does it amuse you to see your breath in the cold air? How about frosted window panes? Ha, when that happens I’ll do it a few times to see it and trip out about how cold it is. As a kid I pretended like I was smoking lol.

20. Does your vehicle have a remote start option during the winter time, so it will be all nice and warm/defrosted when you climb inside? I don’t have a car or drive, but my mom’s car has that and that’s what she does when she has the early opening shift at work. She loves it.

(made by: tickle-my-pickle)