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fluentmoviequoter · 9 months ago

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Soft Spot

Pairing: David 'Deacon' Kay x shy!assistant!fem!reader

Summary: When you're kidnapped and used as a pawn, Deacon sets out to find you. Once you're tied up together, he changes his goals regarding your safety, finding a soft spot in the kidnappers and himself.

Warnings: spoilers (rewrite) for SWAT episode 3x15 "Knockout"; angst to fluff

Word Count: 3.4k+ words

A/N: Deacon in a suit + Street's scene in the luxury box = one of the best episodes.

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You have only been Gio Torres’s personal assistant for a week - since he arrived in Los Angeles - but he got attached to you quickly. Your shy demeanor and kindness toward his wife made it easy for Gio to decide he likes you.

“Where are we going?” you ask quietly.

“To meet the security team, hermana,” Gio answers, smiling as he wraps his arm around Esther.

Frowning when you think of meeting even more people, Gio takes pity on you and offers to handle the introductions.

“They don’t need to know who I am, Gio,” you remind him. “I’m just here for you and Esther.”

Gio tilts his head to the side as Esther replies, “And if they want to meet you?”

“I hope they don’t,” you mumble.

✯✯✯✯✯

When you enter the arena, a few men in suits are standing around a television displaying the building’s blueprint. You notice the one closest to the screen is attractive and immediately drop your chin as he looks toward you. Walking behind Gio, though, you don’t expect he’ll even realize you’re there. Most people don’t.

“Hey, champ,” the other man greets. “This is my business partner, David Kay. He’s managing our security team. Meet Gio Torres, reigning welterweight champion of the world, and his wife Esther.”

David shakes hands with Gio and Esther before the other man excuses himself to answer his phone.

“It’s very nice to meet you,” he says. “And please, call me Deacon.”

“Diacono? Like padre, priest?” Gio asks.

“No, no, it’s just a nickname.” Deacon looks to Esther to ask, “It’s your first?”

“Yes,” she replies happily.

Deacon turns toward you, extending his hand. “I didn’t catch your name.”

You shake his hand, giving him a small smile as you say your name. “I’m Gio’s assistant.”

“Nice to meet you as well, and I guess that means we’re kind of working together.”

Nodding, you’re glad when Gio draws Deacon’s attention away.

“You know, this place is so… new. We had nothing like it in Havana,” Gio explains. “One day we will.”

“Well, best of luck to you tonight,” Deacon says. “And congratulations.”

“Gracias, Padre.”

You shake your head at Gio’s nickname, smiling at Deacon again as you follow Gio and Esther out of the arena. You can feel Deacon’s eyes on you, and your neck warms at the attention.

“Someone likes padre,” Esther teases, bumping her elbow against your arm.

Rolling your eyes, you keep your head down so your giddy smile doesn’t betray your secrecy.

“Sí, claro,” Gio agrees, chuckling.

✯✯✯✯✯

Gio sent you to find Deacon, telling you he wants to give him something for his SWAT team. You don’t know how Gio learned he was a SWAT agent when he isn’t working in private security, but it’s your job to get what Gio wants, so you go. Standing to the side and waiting for him to notice you, you accidentally overhear his conversation.

“Aren’t these fights usually in Vegas?” the woman beside him asks.

“Yeah,” Deacon answers. “But Maxwell wanted to fight in his own hometown.”

“Why does the former champion get to call the shots?”

“That’s why.”

Deacon points to Jackie Shaw, who you had the displeasure of meeting this morning. He’s full of himself and has a wandering eye. He may be the biggest promoter and responsible for the biggest fight of the season, but he does not seem like a good man.

“I’m gonna make the rounds,” Deacon says, turning toward you. He stops when he sees you, smiling as he says your name.

“You remembered?”

“How could I not?”

Pressing your lips together and dropping your eyes to the floor, you say, “Gio wants to see you when you have a minute.”

“I can go now. Care to show me the way?”

Looking up, the smile on his face makes you think he knows that his actions are impacting you. When he falls into step beside you, keeping his attention on you as you walk, you realize that Esther was right; you do like him, but you’ll never be able to act on it.

✯✯✯✯✯

“Oi, Padre,” Gio greets as you lead Deacon into the room.

“I’m going to go with the driver to get Esther from the hotel,” you tell Gio.

You nod at Deacon on your way out, and the look he gives you makes you wish you could stay.

✯✯✯✯✯

You walk out of the hotel, answering an email from Jackie Shaw’s marketing team as you get in the car. Esther should be out in a moment, but the door beside you opens suddenly, and a man you don’t recognize climbs inside.

“Uh, I think you’re in the wrong car,” you tell him.

The car begins moving, and you ask the driver to go back, but he doesn’t acknowledge you. When you look out the window, the man beside you unsheathes a serrated knife, holding it up so you can see it.

“Don’t yell for help,” he demands.

✯✯✯✯✯

Deacon is doing his rounds again when he stops by Gio’s locker room.

“My nephews are gonna go nuts. Thank you,” Chris says, accepting a signed poster.

“De nada,” Gio replies.

Esther and one of the security guards enter the room, and Deacon looks over when Esther says your name.

“No esta aqui?” Esther asks.

“No.”

They continue speaking in Spanish, and Deacon can tell they’re distressed and concerned about something. He doesn’t like that your name is involved.

“What’s wrong?” he asks Chris.

“His assistant disappeared from the hotel. His trainer’s out looking for her.”

Someone knocks on the door, and Deacon steps in front of him. “Hey, not now. You can get a selfie later.”

“Hey, Torres, I’m supposed to deliver this to you,” the man says.

“Let me see that. Chris,” Deacon calls.

“Stand right here. Don’t move,” Chris demands, pulling the man into the room.

“There’s a voice mail.” Deacon presses play, his jaw clenched as he listens to the distorted voice.

‘We have your hermana, your assistant. Lose this fight or she dies. No cops, or your wife is next.’

✯✯✯✯✯

“You got the wrong girl!” a man yells.

You flinch at the sudden noise. Tied to a chair, blindfolded, and gagged, you have no way of knowing who the men are or what they're doing in here.

“How do you mistake her for Gio’s pregnant wife?”

“She was in the car, I didn’t know!”

“He likes her, so it’ll have to work. That or we find another chance to get the wife.”

“It’ll work.”

That’s what you’re worried about.

✯✯✯✯✯

“What can I do to help?” Gio asks.

“Your weigh-in’s about to start. If you don’t show up, people will know something’s wrong,” Chris answers. “It might alert the kidnappers.”

“I know this is hard. But you have to go out there and pretend that everything is normal. We have people with your wife, they can’t get to her, and we’re doing everything we can to find the people who did this,” Deacon promises.

✯✯✯✯✯

Deacon notices a man filming Gio at the weigh-in and follows him out of the arena, pausing in an alley to call Hondo.

“Yeah, Deac, talk to me. What’s going on?” Hondo asks.

“There was a suspicious guy around the weigh-in. White, six foot, 25 to 30. It’s probably nothing, but I want to check it out,” Deacon replies. “He walked into an old factory six blocks from the arena.”

“You got an address?”

“Twelfth and Maple. Northwest alley.”

“Street’s callin’ for backup, Deac.”

“I’ll keep you posted.”

✯✯✯✯✯

Secured to the chair and blindfolded, you can’t see when people come or go, and have no idea where you are. Several men have been in and out, and you try to breathe quietly and listen for them.

A voice - Deacon, you know immediately - says your name before asking, “Are you okay? I’m here to help.” He lifts the blindfold over your head and says, “Hey.”

You pant as he pulls the gag from your mouth, nodding as you thank him. Deacon kneels beside you, keeping a hand on your arm. He pulls his phone from his pocket and talks while he unties you.

“Hey, Hondo,” he says. “I found her. She’s tied up, but she’s okay.”

You shake your arm, trying to alert Deacon of the men entering the room, but it doesn’t work, so you turn your head toward him, hoping to find comfort in his presence.

“Stand up,” one of the men commands.

Deacon drops something into a box, moving his phone to his pocket as he stands and raises his hands in surrender. Both men point guns at Deacon, and you push back against your chair, hoping that this doesn’t end terribly.

“I probably shouldn’t be here, huh?” Deacon asks. “I followed him from the weigh-in. I was in the room when Torres heard the message, and- and he begged me not to do anything, but I… I thought if I found his assistant, you know, maybe he’d give a reward or something. Look, the name is Schupatz. I’m just a security guard. I don’t want any trouble.”

“Turn around,” the men demand.

“I don’t want to cause any problems.”

Deacon turns, and you flinch when he’s hit over the head with the butt of a gun. Bringing your shoulder to your cheek, you look away and try to hide, but the man turns to you, forcing you to drink a strange-colored medicine before everything goes dark.

✯✯✯✯✯

You regain consciousness before Deacon, watching him as you sit in the dusty room. He tips his head back and groans before opening his eyes.

“You okay?” you ask quietly.

“Yeah,” he answers. “Are you?”

With Deacon’s complete attention on you, despite the life-threatening situation, you grow shy and can only shrug.

“Did they hurt you?”

“Gave me medicine that knocked me out,” you explain.

“You feel okay?”

Nodding, you look at Deacon’s shoes.

“I don’t know the men who did this, but help is on the way,” Deacon promises. “There are people looking for you. They’ll come for me too. I’m a police officer.”

“SWAT,” you murmur.

“How’d you- Gio. Right?” Deacon looks around, and you flex your wrists under the rope. “All right, we got to get out of here. They need you alive as leverage until Gio loses the fight. But they’ll get rid of me soon enough. Unless we get out of here first.”

“What can I do?”

“Best thing you can do? Stay calm. I’m gonna get us out of here.”

You nod as Deacon moves his arms, trying to find a way to get free.

“Will Gio really lose?” you ask, looking at Deacon’s face.

“For you? Of course.”

He smiles as he answers, and you find it much easier to stay calm.

“Who’s Schupatz?”

“A clue to help my team find us, I hope.”

Nodding, you fall silent again. While you watch Deacon, you take his advice to stay calm and trust him. He’s breathing deeply from trying to free himself, and when he pauses, you decide to try talking to him again.

“The medicine they made me drink… will it hurt me?”

“Nah. You’ll be fine. I promise.”

“Gio and Esther have to be okay. If they have to leave early because of me, and their baby is born in Cuba, their lives are as good as over. They need to stay in America, Deacon. Tonight can’t be the end for them.”

“No, and it won’t be,” Deacon agrees, raising his arms again before the door opens.

You fold in on yourself, moving back as a man kneels before you, offering an open bottle.

“It’s just water,” he says.

Looking at Deacon, you wait for him to say, “It’s okay,” before taking a drink.

You feel a bit better, your dry lips and throat soothed by the water, but you furrow your brows at the look on Deacon’s face. He waits for the men to exit, closing the door behind them, to speak.

“I think we just found their soft spot,” he explains. He doesn’t mention that he’s developing his own soft spot for you.

✯✯✯✯✯

You force yourself to cry, screaming in faux pain as you push yourself against the control you’re tied to. Hooking your arm through it, pretending to be trapped, you follow Deacon’s instructions exactly.

“Hey, she needs help!” Deacon yells toward the door. “She’s losing circulation!”

The door opens, and two men enter, looking between you and Deacon.

“She tried to turn around and her arm got caught, you need to get her help,” Deacon explains. “Look, I’m a trained medic. All right? Let me out of here. Let me help her.”

“Unlock him,” one of the men says.

You continue your act as Deacon is released, standing before pushing one of the men against the wall and reaching for his taser. The second man grabs Deacon from behind, slamming him against the metal machinery he’s been tied to for what seems like forever. He groans as the men resecure his bindings, elevating his arms over his head.

“Torres is gonna lose the fight. He’s gonna do whatever you want, so there is no reason to keep her trapped like an animal,” Deacon exclaims. “Let her go.”

The men leave without another word, and you lean your face against your hands as Deacon’s chin drops toward his chest.

✯✯✯✯✯

“How much time do you think we have?” You stretch your legs toward Deacon, wishing you were feeling talkative for any other reason.

“I don’t know,” he answers.

“What are we going to do? And please don’t say you don’t know.”

Deacon chuckles, raising his shoulders. “Ow.”

“What?” you ask, looking up as Deacon moves his hands on the metal beam above him.

You hear the wire around his wrists scrubbing, and you know it has to be torture on his shoulders, but you grow hopeful at the prospect of Deacon freeing himself.

✯✯✯✯✯

“Footsteps,” you alert, just as Deacon’s arms drop, the wire snapping.

He rises, stumbling as he gains his bearings before moving to a corner behind the door to wait. Deacon is keeping his promise, and once you are safe, he’s going to try to make you shy again. It’s not necessarily a noble goal, but if it’s enough to get him through the fight, that’s all he needs.

One man enters, and Deacon waits for him to walk past before wrapping one arm around his neck, pulling tightly until the man collapses. You watch as Deacon finds a taser in his pocket, taking it before moving to untie you.

“All right. Come here,” Deacon whispers, helping you to your feet. “Are you in any actual pain or was that just really good acting?”

“I’m okay.”

Deacon looks into your eyes, nodding before leading you into a hallway. Someone yells, the sound echoing through the building.

“You can go without me, Deacon,” you offer, trying to release his hand.

His grip tightens, and he pulls you closer. “No, listen. Go in here. I’m going to lock you in here. You’ll be safe. Trust me, they’re gonna think you escaped. You just stay as quiet as possible.”

You grab his hand again, finding the courage to look directly into his brown eyes as you ask, “Will you come back?”

“I promised, didn’t I?”

You nod, releasing his hand and stepping back as the metal door closes on you.

✯✯✯✯✯

While you grow scared, alone in a locked room, Deacon is working on keeping his promise. A few blocks away, Gio is throwing a fight to save you. If your life weren’t in danger, you wouldn’t be able to handle this much attention.

You hear a police officer radio that a suspect is down and call for help. The door opens, and a man in a SWAT uniform identifies himself as a police officer.

“I got you,” he says, leading you to another officer, who takes you toward the door.

In another part of the theater, Deacon climbs onto the edge of a balcony, waiting for the right moment to drop onto the Schupatz lookalike, attempting to tase him before fighting over a gun. As they roll over one another, the trigger is pulled, and several bullets are fired into the large projector screen showing the fight.

Deacon rises to his hands and knees, knocking the other man off balance as he stands. Moving behind him, Deacon tackles the man, knocking over the projector as they fall together. Pinning the man to the floor, Deacon punches him until he stops fighting back.

“Deac!” Tan yells, entering the theater.

Deacon says your name and Hondo answers, “She’s outside with the EMTs.”

“We got the whole crew,” Street adds.

“It’s good to see you, Schupatz,” Hondo jokes.

“Good to see you, too,” Deacon replies. “All of you.”

✯✯✯✯✯

At the same time that Gio learns you are safe and turns the tide of the fight, you are watching the theater entrance for Deacon. When he walks out, rushing toward you, you stand and meet him halfway, hugging him tightly and pressing your face into his dirty blazer.

“Your face is cut, sir, we’re gonna need to tape that,” an EMT says.

“Give me a minute,” Deacon answers, tightening his grip on you.

“Let ‘em do their job,” you murmur.

Deacon huffs, and you feel his heartbeat as you pull away. Holding your hand, Deacon pulls you with him as the paramedic cleans and tapes the cut on his cheekbone.

“Still pretty,” you whisper.

Smiling widely, Deacon turns his head toward you. When you duck your head and try to pull your hand from Deacon’s, he chuckles and tugs you closer.

“This would be a terrible time to find out you’re leaving with Torres,” he murmurs.

You shake your head, explaining you’re based in Los Angeles but do freelance work with celebrities while they’re in town. Deacon is sure you’re a popular choice, unwilling or unable to talk to celebrities simply because of who you are.

“Esther went into labor,” Hondo tells Deacon. “They’re at Shaw Memorial.”

Deacon leads you to a grey Dodge Charger, taking the keys from Street before helping you into the passenger seat. He smiles as he drives, glad he completed both promises: getting you out safe and making you shy afterward.

✯✯✯✯✯

“Hi,” you greet, walking into Esther’s hospital room.

Deacon enters behind you, waiting at the foot of the bed while you hug Gio and Esther, extending a finger to their new baby. Chris arrives a moment later, and Gio turns his attention to her and Deacon.

“I’m not sure how to thank you,” he expresses, hugging Chris.

Deacon watches you and the baby, a caring look in his eye accompanying his smile.

“Padre,” Gio greets, shaking Deacon’s hand before hugging him too.

You roll your eyes at the nickname again, and Deacon smiles when he notices.

“Mira,” Gio says, directing attention to his son.

“We name him Jorge,” Esther adds.

“Congratulations,” Chris offers.

“Welcome to the world, little man,” Deacon cheers, looking at Jorge before his eyes return to you.

Chris moves to close the door, and Deacon tears his eyes from you to speak to Gio and Esther. “So I know this isn’t a great time, but the Cuban delegation is camped out down the hall. This might be our only chance to talk.”

“They charted a flight to Havana for you, leaving Monday morning,” Chris adds.

“So I contacted your immigration lawyer in San Francisco, and he said he’ll be here Sunday night.”

“Thank you so much,” Gio replies. “Pero, how did you know?”

“Someone gets talktative when they’re held hostage,” Deacon jokes, looking over at you.

“Gracias, hermana,” Gio says, pulling you into another hug.

You’re glad to hide from Deacon for a moment, but when it’s time to leave, he takes your hand, and your skin warms immediately.

“I shouldn’t talk to you ever again,” you tell him.

“But you will?” he asks.

You nod, and Deacon turns to you, the same caring look present in his eyes as he raises his free hand to your cheek.

“Then I’m glad I kept my promise.”

“Seems like you have a soft spot too,” you mumble against his hand, leaning toward him.

“Maybe I do,” Deacon agrees, smiling as he moves his hand, wrapping his arm over your shoulder and pulling you close. He kisses the crown of your head and laughs when you turn to hide against his suit again.

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phoenixculpa · 1 year ago

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you don’t need a venus to archimedes every footnote, cast stone,

always lamenting a stubbed toe felt sorry for going

under when elizabeth took the throne, one conquered elsewhere and she sang happy holidays via [unreturned]

voicemail, phone—king couldn’t take the mad out jailbird being sonned, or just [manipulation],

when accepting defeat meant losing control, one sprinted miles in the cold of december [fly, next tempo],

windshielding splayed wipers (you can go, but someone might curbstomp a favor, brake slam wherewithal),

you’re a girlish gio to goliath my freefall, couldn’t shy like david, away, nonetheless

with bulging biceps, trifolding pronounced shoulders to whiplash las vegas, time travel your arms off my neck

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folliesofmiceandmen · 5 months ago

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if you’re hearing PLOT LINE BY EMLYN playing, you have to know GIOVANNI (GIO) YOUNG (HE/HIM, CISMAN) is near by! the 38 year old HEAD CHEF AT EVERGREEN CLUB RESTAURANT has been in town for, like, THIRTY YEARS (ON AND OFF; MOST RECENTLY ABOUT A YEAR). they’re known to be quite IMPULSIVE, but being FUNLOVING seems to balance that out. or maybe it’s the fact that they resemble RAHUL KOHLI. personally, i’d love to know more about them seeing as how they’ve got those ALWAYS SMELLING A LITTLE BIT LIKE SMOKE, LATE NIGHT MEALS IN A DARK KITCHEN, CHILL BEATS TO VIBE TO ON THE HEADPHONES, A LITTLE BIT OF A TEMPER, LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT vibes. and maybe i’ll get my chance if i hang out around DOWNTOWN long enough!

name: gio young age: 38 d.o.b. & sign: october 29th, scorpio occupation: head chef at evergreen club hometown: hemlock springs gender identity & sexuality: cisman & bisexual relationship status: twice divorced

+3 likes: a perfectly cooked steak, gin and tonic, falling in love +3: dislikes: lawyers, bad tinder dates, falling out of love

being adopted was never a big deal to gio. he wasn't the curious sort who was going to go looking for his birth family, not when he had a perfect family at home, supportive and loving and happy to have him. it was never a question in his mind of if he belonged in the family he was in, because no one ever made him feel like he shouldn't be there.

when he was a kid, cooking was an early passion of his. he would spend way too much time in the kitchen, playing with recipes (that quite frankly should have been illegal), and forcing his family to try the things he made, taking their feedback and improving. he wasn't the kid that was making straight a's in school, but he knew his purpose from a young age.

he was married for the first time at 19. it was a very stupid decision on his part, running off with a high school sweetheart to vegas, marrying in one of those 24 hours chapels, and then coming home with a ring on his finger. he didn't regret the decision until he was 24, and they were fighting all the time, and the next thing he knew, he was being served divorce papers.

he dated after that for a while, jumping from relationship to relationship, telling everyone that this time, it was the one, this time, it was love, and none of those ended in marriage and divorce, but every breakup was just as messy.

his next marriage was a little while later, when he moved to london for a while to study his craft under an amazing head chef, learning how to run a kitchen and meeting who he would have assured everyone was the love of his life. that marriage lasted just as long as the first, and by his 37th birthday, he was divorced again, moving back home with a shitty british accent he'd picked up on his travels and his tail tucked between his legs, but happy to be home and landing a dream job, running his own kitchen at the country club. it was the first step on his journey to opening his own restaurant, and he's been happily in town for a year, enjoying every moment of it, and waiting to meet the next love of his life.

#gio.#gio.intro #hemlock.intro

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steamyearlgray · 5 months ago

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In response to your posting about fic director's commentary, would you share your commentary about Hellmark 3 (Lo Scherzo di Terzo) specifically the car chase where they track down the nasty priest? I fucking love that whole sequence

That’s such a fun one! Omg let’s dive in. (Yes there will be a part about the car chase in this. I promise, I just want to get through some of the other fun things first.)

Also this is going to be a long one so buckle in.

So I had been planning on Hellmark 3 to be a strange blend of Twilight parody and ‘What if Sophie was a pastor’s daughter who ran around the woods at night with the ghouls in her area?’. I had spent hours head cannoning this shit out as I was writing Secondo Impressions.

Then the monthly prompt dropped.

I had been talking to you about trying to figure out a way to tie the two together and it turned into Primo pranking Terzo by sending his ass to Forks instead of Vegas.

I had originally envisioned Terzo stepping out of the plane in the ghooty shorts, a crop top, feather boa around his neck, and star sunglasses.

Stepping right out into the pouring rain.

And the best fucking part was that up until he stepped foot in his new branch, he thought he was in Vegas. He just figured not everything is like the movies.

Its in a very Twilight way that he sees Sophie pulling up her hood as she steps out of the Catholic Church. The ghoul asking her where she was, the town doctor and the police chief being together, and Doctor Malpractice Cullen helping the ghouls kill DeFroque was too good. (I do have extra scenes involving the Cullens if anyone wants to see those.)

Now, on to the part you actually wanted to know about.

The Car Chase

This chapter was so fun to write. Like, it’s the big drama moment in the entire fic. Sophie knows that Gio(Terzo as he will now be called in this) is a Satanist. DeFroque knows she’s been seeing him.

I did so much research to figure out how to make this work. Like a lot.

“How would they be able to know where she is heading if the other car got a head start?”

Well, that is because this is set about 2013/14 I think. Find my iPhone’s predecessor came out in ‘09 with the free version that is more common coming out in 2010/11. Sophie had added the ghouls so they could see where she was, partly out of plot connivence and the ghouls are some of the few people in town she can actually trust.

She has been scared of her father for so long. Her mother was sent off for similar reasons, what would be stopping him from sending her too? (Her mother gets her own section so we’ll circle back to that in a bit.) She had enough sense to hide her phone on her before they shoved her into the trunk, but couldn’t get to it to make a SOS call to the ghouls or Terzo for help.

“Why couldn’t they catch up with the kidnappers?”

So Sophie is sent off to some church for ‘rehabilitation’ right? Well the exact church I had in mind was one involved in some pretty big scandals. It’s in Canada, I don’t remember the exact one, but I picked it because to get from Forks you have to get on a ferry.

Forks to the Edmonds-Kingston ferry is 2.5 hours.

The car they are attempting to follow has a 1 to 1.5 hour head start at least.

Omega drives fast but not that fast. Omega is the car chase ghoul. (He does the airport trip so quick they pass Mountain and Olivia on their way there before she changes her mind.) I imagine Omega missed out on his calling to do rally racing or something.

Even assuming that the have to wait for a ferry, that still doesn’t give them enough time to catch them.

While they do have a Ferry making the cross about every one to two hours (if I remember correctly), by the time Terzo and the ghouls make it into Canada Sophie and DeFroque’s men could be anywhere. Giving the kidnappers enough of a gap not be be caught and a gap that makes it seem that they could make it in time.

Then the actual church compound they are taking Sophie to is 2 hours from the ferry’s arrival point. And they had one car already waiting for them to switch into.

Also they missed the ferry she was on by two hours. Because of the route they took unfortunately.

“What the fuck is up with the guy in the car in the lot?”

So reasonably someone had to go dump the evidence of her being in that car. He was supposed to take her stuff and dump it then get the car detailed. Instead he sat in the lot and enjoyed sniffing her clothes.

Yes, he was jerking off while sniffing her shirt. He didn’t notice everyone gathering outside of his car because he was too busy being a creep.

I originally had one of the ghouls breaking the window and ripping him out of the car, dick still out, but figured this man might be stupid enough to roll the window down slightly. He is also not important enough to have any solid info about where they are taking her. He just volunteered to make the drive to the ferry.

“How did they get away with beating the shit out of the man?”

The same way they got away with dragging DeFroque into the woods and killing him. Omega used a bit of magic and shielded them from outside view. Bullshit out, I know but it fucking worked, okay? It was 2am when I finished writing this chapter and it was all I had left. His eye glowed purple, he scratched through the hood with his fingers, and they’re fucking demons. I’m doing my best okay.

I love the idea of their silver expressionless masks get little blood speckles on them. The guy just beat to shit and coughing it all over them was something I wanted from the beginning of writing the chase scene.

“Why isn’t what the ghouls do with that guy more clear?”

I rated Hellmark 3 T, for one, and I also didn’t want it to turn into a cheesy blood and guts moment. Terzo’s emotions in the moment make this scene in my opinion. Terzo doesn’t give a shit about what happens to him. He just needed a moment to process that he was in love with Sophie. That he didn’t make in time to save her. That he regretted using her affection as a way to get control of the relations between the churches in Forks. That he just wanted to corrupt a pastor’s daughter in a way and caught feelings instead.

I also just love movies that have one person sitting in the car and others getting in drenched in blood or dirty.

I read this chapter to Mr. Steamy and he immediately cut in and said “Those ghouls definitely ate that man.” So I had to cover them in blood.

They also got a moment of silence after buckling in where they all just kind of stare off, like in movies, and that is a brief comedic moment in my opinion. Enough to make you think they are processing what just happened.

“What the fuck do you mean? They just ate a whole ass man in some random parking lot? Why the fuck didn’t they just eat her dad sooner then?”

Yes. They ripped that guy apart and had a lovely snack. Nothing better than to eat a sinner on a random Saturday.

Because the previous archbishop despised the Catholic Church. He wanted nothing to do with anyone across the street. Especially not Sophie. She represented everything taken by the Catholics.

“Well, where is Sophie’s mom?”

Well… that’s a tough one.

I guess we should start with how Candace McCoy ended up marrying DeFroque. She was a sister in the satanic church assigned to the Forks branch that ended up being seduced by DeFroque (who pretended that he wanted to escape his vows and run off with her.)

She had been somewhat involved with the Archbishop, but chose DeFroque after getting baby trapped. She married DeFroque and watched a man that she thought loved her turn into a monster.

DeFroque allegedly sent her off because of her ‘Satanist roots’. The real reason was because she served him with divorce papers and was getting ready to take Sophie with her back to her much older Archbishop.

Candace went to the ghouls and begged them to keep an eye on Sophie, make sure she was loved and cared for, the day before serving him the papers.

Because Candace wasn’t declared dead until after Sophie was an adult, Candace’s will stating that her daughter wasn’t to be left with her father in the case of foul play in her death, she was stuck living with DeFroque.

Candace was checked into a church run mental institution under a false name for ‘her protection’ which is why the ghouls never could find her. All of the Candace’s they would attempt to visit weren’t the correct ones.

Candace’s actual cause of death was malnutrition and dehydration after sixteen exorcisms. She was buried in a community grave under the name Katherine Moore and it was ruled a suicide by the hospital.

(To be clear, Sophie and the ghouls know nothing of any of the last two paragraphs. That’s why it’s never mentioned.)

This was something I grappled with. Mr. S wanted a big reveal of her mom coming back and stopping the wedding or something, but unfortunately I couldn’t do that.

“DeFroque just brings Sophie back?”

Well… yes. He underestimated how stubborn his daughter could be. She blended in and played her role all with the intent of waiting until a good escape window would come.

He figured that it would be better for his public image if his daughter had been ‘fixed by god’. He figures if she’s drugged up at all hours then she won’t cause any issues.

It’s okay tho, he gets what he deserves. In the form of a car using him as a speed bump. (Which is another funny moment in this fic omg.)

In conclusion,

If you read all of this and are confused, please feel free to ask more questions I’d love to hear them. I love talking about all of this, because so much is left on the cutting room floor.

Bonus Features!

If you made it all the way through this then here’s a little treat. The white board I used for this one! (I made whiteboard notes for all of them)

#ghost fic #the band ghost fan fiction #Hellmark 3 #director’s commentary #the band ghost #ghost band fanfic #ghost terzo #papa emeritus terzo #Papa Emeritus iii fic

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goalhofer · 1 year ago

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2023 Los Angeles Angels Roster

Pitchers

#17 Ōtani Shōhei (Ōshū, Japan)

#28 Aaron Loup (Boutte, Louisiana)

#31 Tyler Anderson (Las Vegas, Nevada)*

#40 Sam Bachman (Fishers, Indiana)**

#43 Patrick Sandoval (Mission Viejo, California)

#44 Ben Joyce (Knoxville, Tennessee)**

#47 Griffin Canning (Rancho Santa Margarita, California)

#48 Reid Detmers (Nokomis, Illinois)

#51 Jaime Barría (Ciudad Panama, Panama)

#52 Dominic Leone (Norwich, Connecticut)*

#53 Carlos Estévez (Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic)*

#54 José Suárez (Ciudad Naguanagua, Venezuela)

#58 Robert Daniel (Montgomery, Alabama)**

#59 José Soriano (Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic)**

#61 Austin Warren (Fayetteville, North Carolina)

#63 Chase Silseth (Farmington, New Mexico)

#65 José Quijada (Caripito, Venezuela)

#73 Chris Rodriguez (Miami Gardens, Florida)

#78 Kenny Rosenberg (Santa Clarita, California)

Catchers

#14 Logan O'Hoppe (Islip, New York)

#21 Matt Thaiss (Jackson Township, New Jersey)

#33 Max Stassi (Yuba City, California)

#35 Chad Wallach (Orange, California)

Infielders

#2 Luis Rengifo (Ciudad Naguanagua, Venezuela)

#3 Joseph Ward (Oviedo, Florida)

#4 Andrew Velazquez (Bronx, New York)

#5 Eduardo Escobar (Villa De San Luis Rey De Cura, Venezuela)*

#6 Anthony Rendon (Houston, Texas)

#8 Mike Moustakas (Los Angeles, California)*

#9 Zach Neto (Miami, Florida)**

#10 Gio Urshela (Cartagena De Indias, Colombia)*

#18 Nolan Schanuel (Boynton Beach, Florida)**

#23 Brandon Drury (Grants Pass, Oregon)*

#25 C.J. Cron; Jr. (Phoenix, Arizona)*

#75 Trey Cabbage (Blaine, Tennessee)**

Outfielders

#7 Jordon Adell (Louisville, Kentucky)

#15 Randal Grichuk (Rosenberg, Texas)*

#16 McKenzie Moniak (Carlsbad, California)

#27 Mike Trout (Millville, New Jersey)

Coaches

Manager Phil Nevin (Placentia, California)

Hitting coach Marcus Thames (Louisville, Mississippi)

Assistant hitting coach Phil Plantier (Manchester, New Hampshire)

Pitching coach Matt Wise (Montclair, California)

Assistant pitching/bullpen coach Bill Hezel (Bonney Lake, Washington)

Bullpen catcher Drew Butera (Orlando, Florida)

Batting practice pitcher Mike Ashman (Fairbanks, Alaska)

1B coach Damon Mashore (Ciudad Ponce, Puerto Rico)

3B/catching coach Bill Haselman (Saratoga, California)

Quality assurance coach Tim Buss (Dodgeville, Wisconsin)

Field coordinator Romar Gil (Chula Vista, California)

Assistant coach Ali Modami (Scottsdale, Arizona)

Assistant coach Jason Brown (Long Beach, California)

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gloryandgorehq · 4 months ago

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Cervantes + Tom Glyn-Carney para Barbie

De Bellefort II para Donatella

Galiano para Loma

Montoya para Íris

Valencia para Gio

Quintana para Bilbo

Bardem + Avan Jogia para Gasper (21:24)

De la Vega + Marina Ruy Barbosa para Cici(21:29)

Hayek para Gabis (22:27)

Saavedra para Solo (23:03)

por 48hrs (20:00, 01/08)

#reservas

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sounds-right · 8 months ago

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Circus beatclub - Brescia: Paura e Delirio a Las Vegas e School Break. Una primavera 2024 piena di party

Fino al 31 marzo 2024, alCircus beatclub di Brescia i party si susseguono, con un livello musicale semplicemente eccellente. Unendo la qualità musicale degli artisti sul palco al servizio e all'impatto spettacolare di un locale che ha ormai 25 anni di storia alle spalle, il risultato sono party tutto da vivere, tra l'altro modo diversi tra loro.

Si è aggiunto alla ricca programmazione del mese simbolo della primavera un gruppo che è da sempre legato al divertimento e alla dance, ovvero Il Pagante, previsto per il 30 marzo. Ma andiamo con ordine.

I dj resident di Circus beatclub e la Circus family che si alterna sul palco sono i padroni di casa e non hanno bisogno di presentazioni. Ad esempio, nel weekend del 22 e 23 marzo '24 i protagonisti sono proprio loro, gli artisti resident del club. Venerdì 22 marzo la festa è Off Beat, con un appuntamento a tema dedicato ad un film mitico, Paura e Delirio a Las Vegas. La sera dopo si inizia già a parlare, anzi a ballare, in ambito vacanze di Pasqua. La festa, il 23 marzo '23, è invece Crush School Break.

Eccoci poi al 29 marzo quando torna in console al Circus beatclub Samuele Sartini, probabilmente da tempo il dj italiano più richiesto nei top club italiani... e non solo. Il suo successo assoluto inizia con perle pop-house "Love U Seek" e "Back Again" interpretate da Amanda Wilson, la sua ascesa nel mercato non segna battute d'arresto. Proprio dalla fusione della voce di "Love U Seek" con la progressive track "Bromance" dello svedese Tim Berg aka Avicii nasce "Seek Bromance", un fenomeno planetario da oltre 60 milioni di visualizzazioni su YouTube edito su Ministry Of Sound, Armada e Kontor e celebrato in tutto il mondo con un doppio disco di platino e numerosi dischi d'oro; scelta dal Premio Oscar Clint Eastwood come una delle colonne sonore del suo film "The 15:17 To Paris".

Ed infine, il 31 marzo al Circus beatclub - Brescia il 31 marzo c'è un artista internazionale, il top dj Mark Knight. DJ e produttore britannico di musica house, Mark Knight, nasce a Maidstone, Kent, luogo dove inizia a muovere i primi passi da DJ suonando per la discoteca The Source. Nel 2003 debutta e successivamente diventa resident, del fomoso club londinese Ministry Of Sound, mentre l'anno successivo fonda la Toolroom, la sua etichetta discografica con una visione singolare della musica house ed un catalogo di artisti vasto e ricercato. Si costruisce una grande reputazione come produttore grazie a produzioni come "Man With The Red Face" (versione di Laurent Garnier realizzata insieme a Funkagenda), "Downpipe" (realizzata insieme a Underworld e D. Raminez) , "Good Times" dalla forte componente house progressiva prodotta con Funkagenda e Seamus Haji, e molte altre. Il 2010 è l'anno cruciale per il DJ britannico che, grazie ai suoi lavori riceve numerosi riconoscimenti tra cui, la nomination al Grammy per l'album "The E.N.D." dei The Black Eyed Peas, la nomination ai IDMA per il suo programma radiofonico settimanale Toolroom Knights e un premio Beatport per il singolo "Good Times". Nel 2012 lancia il singolo "Nothing matters" con la collaborazione della cantante Deborah Anne Dyer, meglio conosciuta come Skin (Skunk Anansie), e collabora per la realizzazione della canzone "Drink from the Bottle" inclusa nell'album "18 Months" del DJ e produttore scozzese Calvin Harris. Torna poi a collaborare con Underworld nel 2013 per la co-produzione, con anche l'olandese Sander Van Doorn, di "Ten", per commemorare i 10 anni compiuti da Toolroom Records.

Circus beatclub - Brescia, ecco Paura e Delirio a Las Vegas

Ven 22/3 Off Beat Paura e Delirio a Las Vegas

Sab 23/3 Crush School Break

E poi…

Mer 27/3 Springbreakers

Gio 28/3 Rehab con Jay K & O'Neill

Ven 29/3 Off Beat - special guest Samuele Sartini

Sab 30/3 Crush con Il Pagante

Dom 31/3 Panorama - special guest Mark Knight

Circus beatclub Brescia

www.circusbeatclub.com [email protected]

info +39 333 210 5400 (WhatsApp)

Via Dalmazia 127, 25125 Brescia

ingresso a pagamento con consumazione

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Come ogni anno, ed è un vero record nel panorama italiano, anche per la stagione '23 - '24, Circus beatclub si rifà il look: alle pareti un color ghiaccio scuro perfetto per il futuro (e pure per il presente), impianto luci tutto nuovo, schermi e mirrorball che si muovono durante la serata, nuovi divani, nuova console a cui si accede in modo diverso... chi balla al Circus balla sempre nello stesso club, certo, ma proprio da questa stagione il club sarà sempre diverso grazie ad allestimenti, scenografie ed interventi particolare.

Lo slogan mette energia: : "future is now", il futuro è adesso. Il ritmo del video disponibile sui social è forte ed elettronico, ma la voce che lo accompagna è calda, latina, come a mettere insieme la forza i suoni del futuro con la voglia di far tardi con il sorriso, con gli amici di sempre....

Il giovedì è Rehab, con sonorità hip hop anche internazionali ed il ritmo di Jay K. La domenica Panorama porta in console per ogni serata un top dj italiano attivo in mezzo mondo che sarà resident di un appuntamento già molto atteso, dedicato ad un pubblico che si accontenta solo del meglio. Ecco poi il venerdì e il sabato, da sempre il cuore del divertimento pop al Circus beatclub, che è gestito anche in questa stagione '23 ' - '24 dal gruppo guidato da Antonio Gregori, lo stesso che ha portato al successo anche MOLO a Brescia, grande disco estiva ed il River a Soncino (Cremona), aperto tutto l'anno. Il venerdì al Circus è OffBeat, una notte dedicata a sonorità sempre diverse e scatenate, mentre il sabato è Crush, dedicato agli artisti della Circus Family: Toma e Brio alla voce, Dr.Space in console e tanti, tanti altri.

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djs-party-edm-italia · 8 months ago

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Circus beatclub - Brescia: Paura e Delirio a Las Vegas e School Break. Una primavera 2024 piena di party

Circus beatclub - Brescia, ecco Paura e Delirio a Las Vegas

Ven 22/3 Off Beat Paura e Delirio a Las Vegas

Sab 23/3 Crush School Break

E poi…

Mer 27/3 Springbreakers

Gio 28/3 Rehab con Jay K & O'Neill

Ven 29/3 Off Beat - special guest Samuele Sartini

Sab 30/3 Crush con Il Pagante

Dom 31/3 Panorama - special guest Mark Knight

Circus beatclub Brescia

www.circusbeatclub.com [email protected]

info +39 333 210 5400 (WhatsApp)

Via Dalmazia 127, 25125 Brescia

ingresso a pagamento con consumazione

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tarditardi · 8 months ago

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Circus beatclub - Brescia: Paura e Delirio a Las Vegas e School Break. Una primavera 2024 piena di party

Circus beatclub - Brescia, ecco Paura e Delirio a Las Vegas

Ven 22/3 Off Beat Paura e Delirio a Las Vegas

Sab 23/3 Crush School Break

E poi…

Mer 27/3 Springbreakers

Gio 28/3 Rehab con Jay K & O'Neill

Ven 29/3 Off Beat - special guest Samuele Sartini

Sab 30/3 Crush con Il Pagante

Dom 31/3 Panorama - special guest Mark Knight

Circus beatclub Brescia

www.circusbeatclub.com [email protected]

info +39 333 210 5400 (WhatsApp)

Via Dalmazia 127, 25125 Brescia

ingresso a pagamento con consumazione

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