#Melinda Summers

[dilfluvver4eva]

I’m Bs

[karihighman]

Love that Mischa posted her support of her OC cast mates supporting the strike!! 🪧👏 ⬆️

& Melinda posted the full photo on her IG along with Josh Schwartz who posted these epic signs on his IG stories!! 🪧👏 ⬆️

[carebooks]

am i the only one out here disappointed by the edits on yt made with taylor’s ‘who’s afraid of little old me?’

it’s has such a female rage quality to it, so when i see a character like paul atreides, anakin skywalker, the JOKER being used for that song— it’s like no one ever listened to it.

the song isn’t about going down the bad path or becoming a villain, it’s about someone who after being pushed to the edge so many times, being withheld from things, and not getting a choice. she’s called crazy and it is because they’re doing it to her intentionally. she played the game too well that they had to put her down in order to control her again.

but she doesn’t let that happen. she finally breaks away from it, she realizes they’re afraid of her and she can use that. and she learned from them, so she can use that too. it’s a quiet build up and despite what people think that it’s a villain-era song, it’s more about putting on this villain-looking cloak to protect yourself from what’s happened.

[europesummervibes]

The oc cast

[editfandom]

Julie Cooper - The OC

[kissherself]

"How can beauty that is living be anything but true" -Adrianne lenker

[fght-ff-yr-dmns]

How I'm spending my afternoon...

Over 20 years later and I still can't let go of The O.C.

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||An Officer's corruption part seven||

Hi dears, It's time for another part to this short au: Officer and criminals Au with demon mun's muses and mine. X3 So here you go with a new chapter added to this. I hope you like.

||Chapters||

Part one

Part two ((NSFW warning))

Part three

Part four ((NSFW warning))

Part Five

||OVA Chapters|| ((My friend Demon mun is writing for the series))

OVA part one

Part Six ((NSFW Warning))

((Your reading part seven))

||Drabble summary||

Jaron and Melinda has seen first hand of the two violent prisoners but it worries them. Even Jaron was noticing other prisoners looking at the females even some eyeing Melinda too. Though, he figures it's nothing. Or was it? In the meantime, Fin was worried due to Winter but Ahmed also was silent regarding his prisoner, Summer. What will happen during this? Read to find out.

||Warning||

~Violence or a fight is present in this drabble

~Possessive behavior will be present

~Some Nsfw might be present (May involve drug use being spoken of and used, seduction, temptation, sexual toys being spoken of, and other stuff not safe for younger ones to read. Don't read if your under 18 I mean that)

~Suggestive activity is present in this

~Heavy marking/biting is present in this

~Blood is spoken of in this

||Guests in Drabble||

Jaron Jackal, Fin Reer, Pierece and his boys, Haliee, and Kali. belongs to my amazing Rp partner @demon-blood-youths Also Kisho belongs to her but is from the side blog @chunibyo-x-sorcerer

Melinda brooks, Rex oxford mills, Summer, and Winter are my OCs that belong to me and the same for Sukuna Ryomen, Yuji itadori, Megumi Fushiguro comes from Jujutsu Kaisen but also me due to having him as a muse.

((Note: Their will be grammar mistakes and errors in this drabble as others have this warning. But like I state before, this is written for fun. So I hope you like it and my friend too. Enjoy))

"47.....48......49.....50.....51....52.."

It was morning right now, seeing that Melinda was doing a prisoner number call making sure all the prisoners were present. She was given the work of doing this with Haliee and the other women officers since most didn't want to. Due to the fact these guys sometimes flirt or dog call the female that is doing this. Though, if it was a female prison, they would do the same to the guys here.

Though, most of them were almost wagging their tails seeing the new female helping out. Even if she was, she was pretty cute. Black long hair that looked good for grabbing, plump in the right places, her hips looked soft just like her thighs. Her cute silver eyes were really present even the kissable lips too. Man who ever was dating her is lucky.

'Ohhhhh she is freaking cute. I would love to make her my pet..'

'Those hips though..they look pretty plump...'

'Nice sized tits too. True, most of the other ladies are nice though they gotten use to the flirting. This is fresh meat.'

'Damn it, I so wanna grope those tits!'

"99....100...102...and....103.....Hmmmm, that should be all of them Haliee. All 103 prisoners accounted for right now." Melinda looks to her seeing the check list but she nods to take it.

"Got it. I'll let Fin know all prisoners are here and accounted for." she said but Melinda nods before facing the prisoners. "Okay gentlemen. Your now allowed to head to the prison yard for your daily exorcise routine or rest up till lunch. Please be sure you don't start any fights while doing so. The other officers will lead you outside now." Melinda saw them mutters a bit but sees other officers leading them out while heading outside.

Melinda sees this but sighed, having her arms crossed. Even though, she didn't know some were already thinking about either trying to find a way to get her part of the whole thing.

"I can't believe they behaved but that's scary." Melinda hearing one officer say nervous.

"What do you mean?"

"W..well, most times they would be flirting and howling at the female that is doing the head count but..maybe it's just me." she said nervous to make Melinda curious. That was strange. She knew Jaron, Fin, and Ahmed were leading the prisoners out side for their daily exercise run but she only looks to still be quiet.

"Hmmmm....."

~~~~~~~Meanwhile~~~~~~~~

"As I said little brother, you three just have to wait a bit longer. The lawyer should be coming soon or I'm hoping more sooner if that idiot wishes to keep his damn job." Sukuna was drinking some rum in his office while looking out to New York City. He did find this place to be rather nice.

'Yeah, I know big brother but I hope the asshole hurries up. It's sorta boring being kept here but..it's not too bad for now.' Yuji said in his cell waiting to head out for the day. He heard Megumi giving him another warning to behave over the new few hours who was shaking nervous. He was pinned against the wall while looking up at Megumi.

'C..come on Megumi please..I said I'll behave just like you told me. I'll behave....and not-'

'I know...you better. I already gave you a warning last night and I'm giving another one today..you slip up...' Megumi looks down at him but shows a few toys in his hand even when one hand was rubbing against his twitching hole making Kisho shake worse. 'You know what happens don't you? I also heard over stimulation makes someone really go crazy. I'm willing to try it on you.' he chuckled darkly making Kisho shake seeing them.

'Y..Yes si..s...sir...I understand..' he said but Sukuna didn't hear this speaking with Yuji.

"I see. Though, I will be going up there to check on you myself and speak with Miss Warden Ger. I hear she's a pretty cute tough chick.." he teased.

'Oh yeah she is. Most of the prisoners are a bit picky towards her but she's not too bad when you get to know her.' he said but that's when he heard Sukuna sigh.

"Well, I'll let you go but hang in there. As long as you do as I say and you three don't cause a problem you will be out sooner. I'll speak to you later." he said before hanging up. Yuji did the same on his end but looks to the two while Megumi backs up for a flushed Kisho shaking now however, it would be almost time for them to be called for head count.

Sukuna lowers the phone and keeps looking out while drinking some of his rum. Well, seems they were alright as long as they behaved so no worries. Now he's wondering of today.

~~~~~~AT Fin's Prison/Main office~~~~~~~

"So that's the situation huh? I hope your not over thinking due to that woman and the temptation....you know she's dangerous Fin." Ahemd looks seeing Fin thinking but he was silent right now.

"Yeah, I know.."

Ever since Winter was brought here, he was the one that took the responsibility to watch over her. True, at first her file didn't seem to bad but when he read it, she did a lot in the black market. Being a second in command and killing so many hound dogs in areas for money. Yeah, no big red flag there!

However, what's worse is how she tends to seduce him and knowing she was a demon or a fallen one. He knew that even from that, she had......dark forbidden blood in her. It was not like other were or other types here in prison and hers was the one that burned his nose. He knew when she spilled it, that made him either wish to bite her or.....shaking his head, he closed his eyes but Ahemd said nothing.

"Fin-"

"I'm good, I'm good. Though, what of Summer? Has she-"

"No. I've checked on her this morning. Right now, she's in her own prison yard right now but she had no idea Winter is here too. Keeping them apart is best plan because we know if they knew they were here, it would turn into a bloodbath." he warns and Fin knew that too. Those two were dangerous. Deadly. But....dangerously beautiful at the same time.

Ahemd knew but Fin sighed to look at him. "And I guess she also tempted you too?" he asked.

"......."

~~~~~~~~~~~~

"You know even if fallen demons tend to have different blood types it's not bad. If you look that hungry.." Summer leans onto the metal cell bar doors exposing her neck a little. Her eyes were glowing in the darkness of the cell while baring her own canine teeth.

"Why not have a taste?"

"Enough with your tricks, Summer. I only came to see if you were alright and clearly you are. I'm-"

"Your so boring at times being all high and mighty. Besides, I said I would behave right? I'm good...at times." she lets the prison shirt go but looks to him. "Though, I wonder how long can you resist wanting to try it out. Why not have a little fun?..Give into the sinful desires that a were like you is. I know our blood is calling out to one another...aching for us to at least bite and claim what we want...."

"......."

"And I know right now...your aching to know~"

~~~~~~~~~~~

"....Ahemd?" he snaps out of it but clears his throat.

"In a way but it wouldn't work. I know she tends to try anything to make another do what she says. She's tricky just like her friend. For now, as we agreed we need to keep on guard even if those two are dangerous..they are not to be trusted."

Fin knew that but looking to his desk, he still remembers just like him. Two of them were dangerous and Rex trained them well. However, given the thought of the two in their minds, this was going to be hard for now.

~~~~~~~Outside in the prison yard~~~~~~~~~

Jaron was keeping a eye on them but sees none of them tired anything so that was good. He did try to check on his friends saying they were alright. Even Ink was good. Though, he sweatdrops hearing she was going to be meeting with the six men she is assigned to later on. He just hopes she stays safe.

Wit ha sigh, he keeps a eye out along with other guards who were keeping guard as well. Seems everything was alright so far but nothing else was wrong. Even from that, a few were speaking or talking.

"So I heard the helping officer is sexy as hell. You said she wasn't like others or used to be?" A demon prisoner asked seeing a half vampire nod.

"It's true. I can tell from her scent. She used to be a pure blood demon but...maybe it has something to do with the Nagu freaks that roam at Central park. They get a lot of them now a days. But I heard one or a few bit her way back infecting her blood and changing it. Their venom is deadly but it's rare for a demon to live through it or stay sane. Seems like she was fine even after." he explains seeing the others think.

"That might explain that delicious scent coming from her. Man, makes me wanna eat her up if ya get what I mean." he grins seeing the other guys agreeing.

"Now now, she isn't a weak female to look down at. She is pretty deadly even if she comes from the Cursed vixens police station. Those woman are dangerous just like the others around New York. I heard the police station in Philly is strong and another one but it's some sort of a crazier one. The one in New Jersey in the forest."

"Oohhhhh I heard of that one."

"Uhhh guys, were getting off topic. You were saying the woman or that officer is different so what explains the change in scent?"

"As I said, her blood. Her scent remains unchanged because no guy has tried to mark her. She's new to this and given most of you are like half were demons, her scent will drive many crazy. Like a drug but sexual wise." he explains looking to see Melinda standing guard while making sure the others were okay.

"Meaning, she's up for grabs if one was to show dominance over her..." he chuckled.

"And how are we gonna do that. She's pretty smart so it would be hard to do that." one said that the one speaking smiles.

"It won't be. I think I have something that could help." he said reaching to show a bag of some medicine inside. The prisoners blinks to look then at him.

"Dude, how did you get drugs-"

"It's not that sort of drug. These will make her ripe for the picking that no other were or someone having animal demon blood in them can resist. If she was to swallow one or we can inject her. She would be a weak wet mess. Though, given to her. I know the other females in this place know and took all dangerous illegal drugs out. But not her which is why I was saving these. She can't be that bad to tame."

Well, he was wrong.

Melinda kept looking out seeing the prisoners doing their thing before she checks her watch. She wonders if Jaron was alright on his side knowing he and her were working together during this. Adjusting her uniform, she was just keeping a eye out when she saw one prisoner flirting with a female officer. "????"

The other looked nervous trying to tell him to back up but he only grins looking down at her like a cute trapped bunny. He even touches her cheek making her hit his hand away. Frowning, Melinda goes to deal with it.

"Oh come on baby, I won't bite. How about you and me have some fun hmm? No one is watching." He seems to be a top dog in a gang while his boys were looking at her who was shaking.

"I told you to leave me alone. You are invading my personal space." she said but he only smiled to lean in holding her chin.

"And who says that? Besides, that asshole warden isn't here. So why not stop fighting me..and let me have you." he said.

"I..I said no...let me alone you brute!" she said about to hit him but he grabs her wrist seeing he chuckled. "!?"

"Nice try love." he said about to kiss her until...

"Hey! She said let her go. I don't think she needs to repeat herself."

The guys along with the leader heard to see Melinda there. She was walking over as he looks to see the female officer nervous. Wait, wasn't that the new prey?

"I beg your pardon miss? I'm not doing anything..just having a nice talk." he said.

"Uh huh and your scaring her. I said let her go.. "she warns but the prisoner sighed and lets her go seeing her quickly rush away to hide behind Melinda.

"You alright?" she asked seeing the female nod. However, the prisoners were smiling seeing her.

"And it seems we are greeted by Miss Officer brooks herself. What's a beauty like you doing here? Did you come to play?" he grins but Melinda sighed.

"No. But I would ask you men to behave yourselves. This is not some rough house for you all to act like wild animals." she said even if the leader grins to look down at her.

"Is that right hmm? Well, we are just having some fun we weren't going to do anything. Right boys?" he said seeing them nodding. However, he smiled to look away. "But we'll leave if you wish....but would you like us to? You look so cute." he said as Melinda looks to the female officer who got nervous but Melinda ushes her to leave as she did quickly.

"As I said, please behave yourself...this is not a wild dog house." she said but that's when the group surrounds her but the leader smiled looking at her.

"We know..but it tends to get boring once in a while. We try to make things fun and cool..or better..interesting." he smirked as he looks to Melinda that he even reaches to cup her cheek. His hands were big and yet she said nothing.

"Though, a cutie like you seems to not mind it. We would love to get to know you if you get what I mean.." he said but Melinda reaches to remove his hand from her face.

"I rather not. Now if you excuse me, I still have patrol to do. Just don't do anything else dumb." she said about to leave when the guy traps her to look at her.

"I don't think you get what I mean pretty lady. I said we wanna have a little fun. You do know your not like the other women here even with your scent driving some crazy. You clearly are a different breed..one that I would like to take up.......if you don't tend to fight back that is..." he said but Melinda said nothing to look down but she looks up glaring at him.

"I suggest you back up.." she warns.

"How about you make me?" he teased now lifting her head up to look at him. "You are not like them..I know because your scent is sweeter and heavier.....maybe it's due to the fact you have tainted blood......" he teased but Melinda only remains silent.

"I said let me go...or you'll regret it..." she warns but he smiled to laugh.

"And how are you going to do that?" he said gripping her chin now. However, as he was about to kiss her, something was off. He looks to see her silver eyes slowly changed to blood red. "????"

~~~~~~~Meanwhile~~~~~~~~

"Alright, that should be good. And lunch should be close. I guess we can let them rest up a while longer." One officer said to Jaron who agreed. He saw Fin's boys were still keeping watch on some of the prisoners. However, while they were doing that, a few heard running and panting.

"H..Hey! Help! Help!!"

Jaron blinks to look seeing one of the female guards from this morning who ran looking tired. One of the boys checks to see if she was alright.

"Hey, what's wrong? You alright?" Pierce said as the female looks.

"I'm okay but..you have to come and help! Some of the prisoners including a gang is messing and picking a fight with officer brooks!"

This got Jaron's eyes to widen. "What!?"

Right away, he with the others rushes to find her with the female officer following. The other prisoners were confused but heard some cheering on the other side. Inside, Fin and Ahemd heard. What the hell was going on?!

Now both of them rushes to check it out. This also caught the attention of Summer and Winter who was relaxing in a private yard. Now what could that be?

~~~~~~~~~~

Jaron rushes to hurry and hope to find Melinda and prey she was alright. Pierce and the other boys were following him down the hallway of the prison to the west side of the prison.

"So wait, one of the gangs were hitting on you?" Pierce asked seeing her nod.

"Yes. However, Melinda got me away before they tried anything. I'm worried about her! They are not like the others here in prison. I don't know if that creep will do something to her." she said but this only got Jaron worried but deep down, something also was felt. Was it anger or jealous of another male being close to her? Right now, he had to be sure she was alright.

In a way, the group made it to the west side seeing a group crowding around as if a fight was happening. He did hear some grunts of pain and punches giving the worry of a fight!

"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!" Pierce shouted growling at the prisoners while they or some moved showing the fight. It turns out some of the gang members were knocked out but the head leader was trying to catch Melinda. However, she was too quick for him only getting caught in a hold. Though, she wasn't touching him. That's right, she was using her telekinesis to stop him.

"What the fuck!? How are you doing this!?" he growls trying to move but Melinda sighed to lower her hand that made the guy slam face down into the ground.

"That's none of your business. I told you to behave and here you are acting like some wild dog. I suggest you listen." she warns with her hand glowing silver however, her eyes were blood red and not silver anymore. The leader growls at her before hearing a whistle blow showing Ahemd and Fin arriving.

"What the fuck is going on here!?" he said as the crowd mutters but Melinda sighed to look at Fin.

"Sorry. This bozo was causing a problem given the fact he was flirting with one of your officers. Though, it seems they were trying something else." she said but Fin looks to her then at the guy and his gang.

"Ughhhh again with you huh? Guys, take him to the detention floor." he said as some goes to grab and put them in hand cuffs. Even the leader who struggles before Melinda lets her hold go on him when he was.

"Damn it! Let go!" he roars but was forced to move before looking back. "I'll get you back for this missy. I'll be sure I make you mine!" he shouted.

Wait, what the hell? Hearing this got Jaron quiet but what did he mean by that? He looks to see Melinda sigh as she calms down but something was off. Thanks to his own senses, he goes to check on her.

"Melinda, you alright?" Jaron asked holding her shoulders but she blinks to look at him.

"Don't worry I'm alright, Jaron." she smiled with eyes closed but can you blame him? He was worried when hearing this but he only sighed to look at her.

"Okay, I just wanna be sure you were alright." he said.

"Trust me, I'm alright. Though, seems lunch is almost ready for the prisoners. Should we go ahead and call them back inside?" she asked but Jaron looks then gives a light nod.

He lets her shoulders go but he now was worried. Remembering what that guy said, he was nervous thinking or having a idea of what he means. He would get at her and now something else bothered him....

A musky ill like smell came from Melinda when the guy touched her. It irritated his nose though being a jackal has it's perks. Even this one. Remaining quiet, Jaron didn't like this feeling. He had to be sure she stays safe..but something else was picking at his mind...who the hell this guy thinks he was. He wouldn't let him take her or hurt her.

"..Uhhh Jaron, you okay?" Fin asked but he sighed to shake his head.

"Yeah..Yeah, I'm good." he said to him hearing a alarm go off showing it was time for the prisoners to head back inside. While doing that, Jaron was lost in thought.

'I think I'll have to be sure she is safe. I don't tend to get violent..but I can let it slide till then. I can't let these creeps do anything to her or me for that matter....even if this place has females their mostly officers..guess it was too dangerous for them. Ughh, what am I saying? I need to focus on Melinda and be sure she stays away from that creep...' he thought but as he did, the hat he was wearing hid his upper face that his eyes glowed.

Yeah, it seems he was angry that another touched Melinda. He wouldn't let that slide. However, the ones that saw the fight was shocked and the vampire smiling.

Seems he was right. Her blood was tainted but it gives them a chance..she was up for the picking.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Hey! Uhhh....Warden Kinie said you have a visitor.."

Rex looks from doing some stretching from his cell to let go. Due to his dangerous nature, he was kept away from the other prisoners in this damn place. The last time he was in the same cell holding hallways, he ended up starting fights. So it was ordered that he was kept in a personal one.

Away from the rest.

"..A visitor? and who could that be?" he asked only for the guard to get nervous seeing his eyes from the cell.

"I...Umm....I can't say who but she will be coming to check on you due to the request. Just d..don't do anything funny." he said that Rex only crosses his arms scaring the other more.

"I see....Fine, I'll do my best..not to. Depends if I don't think about clawing them up first." he said that the guard gulps.

"R...Right! I'll just..I'll let her know you know.." quickly, the guard leads to leave Rex to wonder who this was. He might have a guess it's one of the police officers or maybe one of the females. Even so, he only sits down to wait almost like a good boy. He looks to see the sun still out this afternoon while hearing the commotion from outside.

~~~~~~In the Prison yard~~~~~~~

"Oh come on Megumi, I said I was sorry! Can you blame me for wanting to know. Besides, I wonder where Officer Violet is.." he looks around seeing she isn't here but maybe she was just doing something after the roll call.

"Oh stop worrying about it. I'm sure she's fine." Megumi said but Yuji was bored eating some snack they had for the prisoners. However, he did look to see that the other new officers were speaking before seeing Jinx finally show up.

"You sure your alright Jinx? Why were you-"

"It's nothing! Just trying to get up for another day." Jinx laughed waving her hand even if Kali sweatdrops and Ink smiling happily.

"That's good to know! I can't wait to see what today holds for us!"

"STOP ACTING ALL HAPPY ABOUT IT DAMN IT! DX" Kali shouted at the two bonking their heads. Both yelp from that wincing but only laughed nervously knowing how she was. However, Yuji saw Jinx again but a smile shows on his face. Yeah, she still was pretty cute even so...he already took more of a liking to her.

However, the boys sees her going to them but sees if they were good. "Morning guys! Are you guys doing alright?"

"We are miss thanks for asking!" Kisho smiled even if Jinx was too, deep down she was still shocked from what she saw last night. Megumi looks to give a light nod of good morning and Yuji smiled with a wave.

"Yes. I figure today should be another day right. Well, giving the fact that everything else is. Oh well..."

"Oh come on, you should at least be happy on this day. The sun is out and everything is rather nice." she said happily to them but the three looks to her then at one another.

"She's got a point." Megumi said.

"True. The sun is always nice when it's out though I heard it's going to rain and storm later. Talk about a cut off." Kisho sighed.

"Oh come on Kisho it's fine. Even though that will happen we will be inside." he said but he knew that.

"True but at least it's nice now." Jinx said to them. As the three nods to agree, she blinks hearing something from outside the gate. A few of the prisoners were looking seeing some car driving through and parking. It seems like someone was visiting the prison?

"Uhhhh Hey, that car looks familiar. Hey, Yuji isn't that someone from you brother in the-"

That's when he got another nudge painfully to the side as he yelps hissing.

"Huh?" Jinx blinks but Megumi sighed.

"It's nothing. You know how Kisho tends to be...don't you Kisho?" he said in a quiet tone but giving the look in his eye, Kisho was nervous.

"R..right right! Nevermind! Just a thought!" he said laughing nervously but he already knew he fucked up.

'Oh shit..Megumi is going to wreck me again after that slip up.....' he thought as Jinx thinks a little wondering. "Hmmmmm..."

~~~~~~~~~In another location~~~~~~~~~

"So you are worried too?" Breezy asked Vivi but she nods.

"Shdwkyz hasn't answered my calls and I'm worried. I take it Rust too?" she saw Breezy nod but sighs. They been on patrol for a while but given the fact they heard nothing from the two it worried them.

"Maybe their still doing missions knowing how it is." she said.

"That might be true but we don't know that Breezy. I think we should check on them to be sure. I get the feeling something is up. Even with weird behavior in the other prisons right now." Vivi remembers from a morning report from the other wardens of the prisoners behaving differently. But she was more worried about Shdwkyz and Breezy worried about Rust.

"How about this? We go check on them when we can. We have to see if they were alright. Deal?" Breezy said but Vivi sighed to nod.

"Alright..."

So the two agreed to do that but when they do, they might be in for a surprise.

[abittersweetraisin]

Buffy & SHIELD.

I have finally finished watching Agents of SHIELD. 🥳🎉 I need to begin by saying i loved how the show was written. How some things that we saw one season came later and took a different meaning. That last episode in season 6 and then that last episode in season 7. The people in the jumpsuits.... i really wasn't expecting that. I also loved the character's personalities. They were well defined. I LOVED May. She was my top favorite character. Ming-Na Wen did a fantastic acting job. Fitz was adorable. I wanna marry him.

Through the episodes i noticed some parallels with Buffy, the vampire slayer. Little surprise since Joss Whedon created both shows. Here i wanna list some of the things i noticed. Since i started watching the show a good while ago I may have forgotten some things, i hope i'm not exaggerating with some of the things,... we'll see.

Do not continue reading if you haven't fully watched both series. There will be spoilers. -The first thing i'll list is very obvious. The father-daughter relationship between Buffy and Giles is the same Coulson had with Daisy. Both men started as mentors but in time became father figures. -The second one may be seen as an exaggeration from me, but... in Shield's season 3, all the people who were inhumans got their powers awakened. That reminded me of Buffy's final season when all the potential slayers received their power. -The use of robots. Aida was supposed to be like Ultron, yet in the beginning she reminded me of robot Buffy and that girl, April. (Warren's "girlfriend".) -The ascension. That was how the major called the ritual to become a pure demon back in Buffy's season 3. But that word was used by Ward back in season 3. And by Izel in season 6.

-Speaking of Izel. She was referred as "the beast". Same 'title' given to Glory in Buffy's season 5. And the similarities in their plans. Glory was after the key (Dawn) to open the gate so she could go back to her dimension. Izel wanted to find the keys (the monoliths) to open the gate for her people to cross over to our world. -Oh, and the fear dimension that the monoliths opened in Shield's season 5, was very similar to the one on that episode in Buffy's season 1 with that boy in comma. -The framework in Shield's season 4, that reminded me of that episode with the alternate universe in Buffy season 3 when Anya granted Cordy that wish. -And what about all those times Buffy and Coulson died? Buffy died... twice for sure and other two times that are debatable. She died in season 1 and season 5. But then she died in that alternate universe in season 3 (the wish) and in season 6 when Willow brought her back after she got shot by Warren. And Coulson, he was killed by Loki, then in season 5. Then he sortof came back in season 6 and died again. And sortof came back again in season 7 and died again. -Finally. In season 5, Buffy suddenly has a sister. Similar thing than when in season 7 Daisy learns she had a sister.

I feel like i'm forgetting something... I'll update this list if i remember something else. Bottom line, both were great series. 😊

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[inchesinbetweenus]

Sunshowers

a/n: should i turn this into a josh washington x reader series?

pairing: josh washington x fem!reader

warnings: just josh's poor mental health

word count: aprox. 2k

genre: fluff

summary: A rain cloud named "tragedy" seemed to follow Joshua Washington everywhere he went. It drenched his clothes, ruined his hair, and suffocated him. He was losing hope of ever feeling the sun on his skin again. Then you came along, and he hadn't felt such warmth in a long time.

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Some say a rain cloud named "tragedy" seemed to follow Joshua Washington everywhere he went. Some could hardly tell. Over time, he had learned how to live with the cold.

Many assumed he experienced the usual "rich kid problems" like his parents not letting him use their private yacht as a speedboat, or crying over not receiving enough presents for his birthday or Christmas, third-world problems really. While he was still young, the boy did experience more detached issues from his friends. These problems fleeted as quickly as they came. His childish attention span could only hold grudges for so long. One feeling that Joshua couldn't quite let go was loneliness.

Joshua first learned what it felt like to be alone when he was five. The deep pit in his chest started when he was very young, seeing Daddy leave for long periods to work on his movie projects. His mother, already used to the absence, busied herself to keep her sanity. Being left to take care of three young children is a daunting task. So she would hire nannies and babysitters to help fill the spaces she could not. Melinda tried her best, but it wasn't quite what her son needed. With his parents more distant than others, most of the time, Joshua never truly felt attached to anyone except for his sisters.

As they grew older, Joshua cared for them in the ways their parents lacked. In return, they did the same. The three siblings were incredibly close. It wasn't until Joshua was 10 that his family noticed something was wrong.

Joshua had grown up with the feeling that he was broken. Somewhere he couldn't quite figure it out. It all just felt wrong. That feeling and idea hung over his head in his low moments, but at some point, it felt consuming. He had brushed it off when it was easy to, a child had little time to be sad for too long. Over time it grew harder and harder to push away. It continued to grow and fester on his skin. Like a rash, he tried to conceal it, but to no avail. Now he felt like all could see. It took over him, and he had no idea what it was he felt or what he should do.

Soon enough, each day felt longer than the next. Each day, he spent more time in bed than out of it. Only leaving for necessity. Then something happened. The Washingtons spent copious amounts of money to hide the incident. All that is left of it, is a record in Joshua's doctor's notes regarding an "incident at school". Joshua was diagnosed with Major Depressive Disorder at the age of eleven.

Joshua never felt a lack of people in his life. He felt a lack of connection. His sisters, his friends, Chris, and others, they could only do so much. Josh was a hopeless romantic, with emphasis on "hopeless". A movie enthusiast, a trait he shared with his father. Joshua spent many sleepless nights rewatching his favorite movies. Many being romances. Some nights he so desperately wanted someone to jump in and sweep him off his feet just like in those movies. Someone to share a connection with. Each year that passed without anything close only made him feel more hopeless. And then he met you.

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Junior year, for you, meant a new school. Your high school had been next in line to be remodeled over the summer, and due to unexpected circumstances, it wasn't ready in time for the new year. Most students got distributed to other schools in the area, but you were out of the district of your old school, so you were placed in the correct school. Away from all your friends. You weren't entirely thrilled at this, but ultimately there wasn't anything you could've done. Not on such short notice, but maybe later in the year, you could get a transfer. Hopefully.

Walking into a new school is not for the faint of heart. Each class felt like forever. Former friend groups mingled as you tried to find your spot in it all. The realization you were alone tightened your chest. A silent prayer that it wouldn't last fell from your lips as you entered the next classroom. It was Physics, and it seemed you were pretty early. The kind teacher instructed you to pick your seat as you were one of the first there. You settled on a seat towards the front of the class, but not dead center. Your eyes focused on your phone as the rest of the students filed into the room. The seats beside you remained empty as groups found each other. The tightening in your chest grew until someone sat next to you. She was blonde and had her hair pulled back out of her face. She was beautiful, sporting a bit of a grungey look. With a smile on her face, she introduced herself to you. You learned her name was Samantha, and she also had no friends in that class. Her best friend was in the year below, so they often took different classes. After sharing schedules, you realized you had lots of classes together. The two of you seemed to let out a sigh of relief. Guess loneliness had missed its target today. You spent most of the day with Sam, she showed you around the school and provided insight into the teachers and student drama. At lunch, she introduced you to her best friend, Hannah, and Hannah's sister, Beth. You learned they were twins and their brother, Joshua, also attended the school in the year above them. The first day you already knew three new people you could talk to. This was going better than you expected.

One thing you were still concerned about was your last class. You had been placed into AP English Literature as a Junior. It was commonly a Senior class, but you tested out of AP English Language. This meant none of your new friends would be in that class, but Hannah and Beth had mentioned their brother taking that class. Was it possible you had the same period?

Walking into the warmly lit classroom was a relief in your eyes. The fluorescent lights in most of the other classrooms always strained your eyes when reading. The moody lighting was a nice change. Purple LED lights were strung around the top of the room, matching the deep purple of two of the walls. Warm fairy lights dangled beneath the LEDs, better fitting the other two white walls. A beautifully calming contrast. Sunlight poured in through the blinds of the windows behind the teacher's desk. It had been raining all day, a dreary first day. But now the weather seemed better. Only the raindrops still fell but the sun peeking through the clouds gave hope of better weather.

The desks were arranged in groups of four, with two seats facing the front and two facing each other. You chose a seat closer to the teacher and the windows. Not really wanting to face a new person, you chose one of the seats facing the front. Similar to your other classes, students walked in, but with less urgency than this morning.

The seat next to you remained empty. Two girls sat in front of you, they were nice but more interested in each other. You kept your attention on your phone as they chatted about the drama that already seemed to be happening on the first day.

Finally, the last wave of students walked in. With that group was a boy that looked slightly similar to the description Hannah and Beth had given of their brother. You noticed it all. The brown hair that looked slightly styled, the clothes he wore, and the goofy smile on his lips as he spoke with some friends. What you also noticed was a distinct look in his eyes. Despite all the laughs he shared as he walked in, his eyes looked like they held a sea of grief. You were shocked at how deep they were. Your face burned at this sudden infatuation with a stranger's eyes, but you couldn't help it. There were two open seats, and by whatever miracle it was, he chose to sit next to you. At least you thought it was a miracle.

"Good afternoon, class." The teacher looked up from her seat in the corner, surrounded by the sunlight peeking through the blinds. "Please take a few minutes to get acquainted with your tablemates. They will be your group for the year."

The two girls paid no mind to you and Joshua. Returning to their previous conversation. A smile pulled at your lips as you turned to face the boy next to you. Your gazes met, and you glanced over his features. Quite striking, but his eyes were something else. Something you couldn't quite put your finger on. If you weren't too busy with your own inner thoughts, you'd have noticed the brunette was staring right back at you.

"Joshua, right? I have lunch with your sisters."

The mention of his sisters snapped him back to the conversation as he blinked away his thoughts.

"Right, but everyone calls me Josh." The same goofy smile from before graced his face. "And you are?"

"Y/N."

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Josh was usually focused in school. It was the one place he could muster the strength to get stuff done. On particularly bad days, he was allowed to stay home. Sure, he would get behind, but eventually, he could catch up. Once his medicine kicked in. If it kicked in. Last year was particularly rough, but not rough enough to stop him from placing in one of his favorite classes AP Literature. He looked forward to the film portion of that class, and wouldn't let anything get in his way of it. He worked his ass off studying for the AP Lang exam, passing with flying colors. His current medicine seemed to work, for now.

He walked into AP Literature, actually excited for the class. He split off from Chris and his other friends as they walked to their final classes. Being almost late for his classes was a signature for Josh, and his teachers had learned it was best to not mention it. It was a fight they couldn't win anyway. Josh was expecting to love this class but for an entirely different reason than now. Now he found himself drawn to a new face.

It was a girl. She was definitely new, between Josh and his friends, he knew most people at the school. A new person would've been noticed. How he hadn't noticed her before, he didn't know, but now she was the only thing he could notice. Her hair looked purposefully done, even if it was just brushed there was intent there. There was intent in everything about her appearance no matter how small. But what he really was looking at was her eyes. There was a warmth in her eyes that he didn't see from many people. As cliche as it sounds, time felt slower. With a breath in, Josh almost wished he could stay here and figure out what it was about this girl he was so interested in.

Without much thought, Josh walked over to the empty seat next to her. He settled in the spot. Usually, Josh sat in the back of the class, not wanting to be front and center. That was the last thing he was thinking of right now. He turned to the teacher as she spoke. The sunlight danced through the blinds.

"Please take a few minutes to get acquainted with your tablemates. They will be your group for the year."

His eyes followed the light that glimmered in the rain, the way it fell on her felt almost poetic. A pause before either of them spoke. Taking in the sight of her, he could've sworn she was looking at him the same way. She spoke first; her voice was just as warm as she looked. She spoke of his sisters, snapping back into the conversation, Josh felt a smile pull at his lips.

"Right, but everyone calls me Josh."

Nobody really called him Joshua except for his parents, his teachers, his doctors, or people he didn't know well. Maybe something in him wanted to get to know her more, or he felt more at ease knowing she was friends with his sisters. Whatever it was, he welcomed it. "And you are?"

"Y/N"

"Y/N"

He repeated her name lightly.

Some say a rain cloud named "tragedy" seemed to follow Joshua Washington everywhere he went. Some could hardly tell. Over time, he had learned how to live with the cold. Well, for once, he could've sworn the sun was peeking through the rain. And he knew that what he only ever wanted was to bask in its warmth. Maybe you could help him do that.

[lcvrboys]

i sleep so i can see you (i hate to wait so long)

ੈ✩‧₊ chapter 2: sam likes a guy from her english class

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image credit: @bratjosh <3

pairing: josh washington x sam giddings

synopsis: The first time Sam has a proper interaction with the twins' older brother, she's on the ground. When Sam is in the tenth grade, he's the reason she gets called to the principal's office. She's got her phone beside her pillow at full volume at all times and he's why. She realises that she'll be making excuses for him all her life. Josh and Sam in the years leading up to the prank. Or, all the boys people Samantha Giddings has ever had a crush on.

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“Come on, Josh, it’s only one night,” Hannah urges, clutching at his arm. 

“No fucking way. I’ll be here, enjoying the comfort of The Hole, thanks.” He made a show of yawning and kicking one foot over the other like he could melt into his bed out of laziness. 

Josh had dubbed his room The Hole because of how much of his litter that it seemed to be able to consume since he had come home from the hospital. As it turns out, when you’re clinically insane, three weeks can very easily turn into three months. Old socks and pizza boxes had cluttered the floor and he was beginning to forget what colour his carpet was. It was exhausting, really, being this responsibility-free. He wasn’t allowed to drink or get high, had to adhere to a strict meal plan of a small handful of pills every few hours, and was prescribed an hour of outside time every morning. It was like being in prison, without the fun homoerotic parts. 

In his sixteen years of life, Josh figured that a good four of were spent in hospitals, therapy and waiting in line for prescriptions. He wouldn’t necessarily call himself crazy per se, but there was definitely a crazy quality to the way that he would frequently imagine his entire family dying gruesome, painful deaths. 

Hannah tries to pull him up but he doesn’t budge, instead concentrating all his energy in making himself as heavy as possible. 

She crosses her arms over her chest. “Is it because of Sam?”

If he had to be honest - yes, yes it was because of Sam. It was because they had spent their entire summer - hell, their entire childhood - before he left flirting and when he had finally thought things were getting somewhere, he had to get himself landed in the loony bin again. It was also because of her stupid new boyfriend, that absolute loser Elliot Coleman in Hannah’s English class - well - he wasn’t sure if he was her boyfriend, but he had seen them texting and there was no chance he wouldn’t snatch her up if he had the chance. 

He didn’t even realise he had a crush on her until two weeks ago - the first time they saw each other since he had gotten out of the psych ward - when Sam slept over. She was sweet, and tolerant of his mental state, which were two of his favourite qualities in girls. Though, it also helped that she had an insanely toned body from all those extreme sports she likes to do and a gorgeous twinkly smile. Of course, he had been with his fair share of girls - but none of them compared to Sam; no, - she was just a dream. An unattainable picture of what he could have if he was stable. Maybe he could’ve made a move at some point in the - what - seven? years that they had known each other. But in that time he had various other (greater) issues to attend to such as the tickling, persisting voices in his head reminding him that he needed to die. 

Since then, she had pervaded his every thought, coming to him in dreams and following wherever his mind wandered. Sam was her star - it had been that way for longer than he can remember.

Every day, Josh had two xanax (prescribed) and two percocets (for fun) before rotting on the couch for hours until his sisters came back from school. The house was empty, with Bob and Melinda being away in Spain for a work event, which left him mostly alone, to the ghosts of the Washington Estate. He was to stay home for the first week back from the psych ward to allow some time for himself to adjust, and most days he just played video games and slept for hours at a time. The first Friday he was back, his sisters had finished school early and came home with Sammy (to his drug-addled pleasure), who was happy to watch movies with him while his sisters took care of dinner. 

She’s so good, and he hates it. Sam baked him cupcakes and made him a card to celebrate his return home, with cute little drawings of them as animals. She’s fine to play Call of Duty with him all afternoon, bring him snacks and remind him to take his medicine, like a glorified three-year-old. And she cares, too, genuinely - she asks him if he’s going alright, and whether there’s anything she can do to help. He wonders if he really deserved this special treatment - or even worse - that it’s because she feels sorry for him, but no - it can’t be. This is just the type of person Samantha Giddings is. A person that’s way too good for him. 

He was weaving in and out of consciousness until he had woken in a sluggish dream in front of the television, watching a horror movie with Sam and the twins. 

If Josh knew anything in his current state (inebriated as hell), he knew that the girl beside him was gorgeous. She was only wearing pyjama pants and a tank top, but fuck, she’s glowing and he wasn’t sure if it was just the light from the TV. She looked different - he racked his brain trying to remember; was she always gorgeous or was it the fact that he was on so many medications that his brain went fuzzy? How did they end up on the pull out mattress together? He instantly reddened when he noticed that Hannah and Beth were asleep on the fold out couch behind them. They would never let him hear the end of it. 

When did Josh see Sam last? Last month, maybe, when she came to visit with the twins? He was irritated, despite it being his own fault - she had reached out plenty, but he hadn’t bothered to open any of her texts. 

Josh reaches over her lap for popcorn, suddenly aware of the way his arm brushed against hers. He shifted a little in his pants - how long had it been since they were together alone like this? She looked up from her phone and swatted him away, pulling the popcorn box closer to her. 

“Who you texting, Sammy?” He teased, inching closer towards her. She giggled and blocked his view with her shoulder so that it was pressed up against his arm. 

“None of your goddamn business.”

He reached for her phone and she jutted her arm forward, shouldering him hard with the other. Josh’s hand slowly creeps towards hers and before she can protest, he snatches it from Sam and holds it above her head, chuckling at the sight of her pawing at it. Every time that she grazed his arm with her fingertips trying to reach for her little old iPhone, it was like electricity was seeping from her skin. He had to admit, a pit in his stomach began to grow as he saw the name on her phone - all these years of being friends with Hannah and Beth and she had never once mentioned a guy. He wasn’t sure when it exactly started, but their relationship was of such an immensely flirtatious nature that he forgot that she actually didn’t belong to him. 

To be fair, he had been gone for a few months - who knows what could’ve happened in that time? Josh had only realised it now but every moment they spent apart from each other, a niggling itch spread through the back of his brain, reminding him that she could find somebody while he was in the hospital. What was it - some kind of jealousy? He was dizzy with greed, he wanted all of her time and dreaded the possibility of her forgetting him, forgetting the electricity between them - if there even was a them. She wasn’t his girlfriend, no- god, of course not. He was much too unstable for somebody like her. He wasn’t jealous. No; he just wanted the best for Sammy - his baby sisters’ best friend, the little girl with the pigtails from the fifth grade.

Elliot: Hahahah Sammy stop i cant with u

Josh clenched his jaw. Sammy. That was his nickname for her. Elliot’s a fucking loser - god, who even is he anyway? Elliot, Elliot, Elliot. That’s all he ever heard from Hannah on their nightly sibling FaceTime calls when he was at the hospital: Elliot is the hottest guy in the tenth grade, Elliot’s parents are suuuper rich (like come on, our father is the Bob Washington), did you hear that Elliot will be at that party next weekend? And now he’s with Sam. His Sam. Okay - maybe not his Sam - but the grip she had that wouldn’t seem to release itself from his heart seemed to say otherwise. Josh tried to free himself from his jealous inertia and relaxed his muscles, raising his eyebrow teasingly. 

“Ooh, who’s Elliot?” 

Sam reached to pull it back but he dodged, waving the phone above her reach. She let out a laugh - one of those magical Sam laughs that make you forget your name - and slapped him on the arm. “Give me back my phone, Josh!” 

“Come on, are you embarrassed?” He pokes her in the forehead and she giggles again. That damn giggle. 

Elliot: Ur so funny hahaha

He felt a pin prick his heart as Sam seizes the phone back and tucks it in her pocket. “Does he know you’re up all night watching movies with another guy?” He taunts, poking her in the rib. 

She traced a finger down his chest playfully. “You got a crush on me, Joshua?” 

They’re so close now, his face is up to his that if he inched any closer their noses would be touching. He’s imagining tasting the pink of her lips, imagining whether they would be hot against his and whether they tasted like the smell of her Coca Cola lip balm. Josh felt his cheeks flush. Is it a crush when you spent the last few weeks in the psych ward thinking about her? 

“Mm, yeah, I’m sooo in love with the way you have popcorn stuck in your teeth right now.” 

“God, Josh,” Hannah rolls her eyes. “She won’t know you like her if you never even tell her.” 

Josh groaned and pulled his blanket over his head. “I don’t like her. I just think it’s weird that she’s spending all this time with this Elliot guy.” 

He hadn’t told either of his sisters anything about his newfound feelings for Sam - but the twins had an eye for these sorts of things, and there was no hiding anything from them. 

Sam loves running. When she practices for the upcoming track meet, every morning she goes for a jog past the Washington house and hangs out with Hannah and Beth before they take the bus together. Upon noticing this, Josh coincidentally loves waking up early, and every morning he’s in the kitchen cutting fruit on the off chance she’ll want a snack before she leaves. This had only elicited eyebrow raises from the twins, who kept mentioning how strange it was that he was up so early.

Hannah and Beth knew it for certain from a couple days after the sleepover, when he had bounded into the living room while the twins were playing board games on the floor and dropped a stack of papers on their game of Scrabble. 

“There!” he announced triumphantly, crossing his arms. 

Beth glares at him and grunts, crossing her arms over her chest. “Josh. I was winning.” 

Hannah raises an eyebrow. “What even is this?” She leafs through the stack and tosses them back on the floor, the papers falling around her to reveal Elliot’s grinning school photo. Josh rolls his eyes at him; the loser - he even looks like a dickhead in his ID picture. 

“Elliot Coleman’s academic transcript.” 

The twins exchange a glance with each other and Beth takes one of the papers into her hand, squinting at the text. When she realises, a smile creeps onto her face and she surveys the next page. They try their best to humour him, Hannah trying to contort her face into a straight one, but Beth accidentally locks eyes with her, sending them both into fits of laughter. 

Josh swivels his head between the both of them, wide eyes darting between the two. “What’s so funny?” he demands, holding his hands up in exasperation. “This is totally serious.” 

“What-” Hannah giggles between hiccups, “what do you mean, Elliot’s transcript? Where did you even get this?” 

Josh scoffs, a finger stabbing accusingly at the forlorn papers. “Look at this shit - four D’s. Who the fuck even is this guy?” 

Beth stifles a giggle, moulding her face into a serious one. “What are you talking about?” A smile peeks out when she ends the question and her hands race to her mouth to keep from cackling. 

“This guy is not good enough for Sam. He’s fucking illiterate - I mean come on, an F for English? He’s from Tennessee. They don’t even speak anything there other than English. No wonder he’s taking a tenth grade class.” 

This is the breaking point for Beth, because she can’t hold in her laughter anymore and she’s hunched over, slapping Hannah’s arm. 

“Jesus, Josh, when were you gonna tell us you were into Sam?” Hannah’s in tears now too, taking off her glasses to wipe the fog from the lenses. 

“I don’t like Sam. I just think that she deserves more than a guy who’s stuck at a fifth grade reading level!” 

The twins exchange a look between giggles, and Beth furrows her eyebrows. “Sure thing, Josh.” 

Okay, so maybe he could’ve been a bit more lowkey. 

Hannah’s persistence lucks out in the end, because she manages to convince Josh to come to Mike Munroe’s birthday party - a party that she wouldn’t’ve attended without him. He wasn’t entirely sure what Hannah saw in the guy anyway; he was the type of loser that would like his own photos on Instagram and use the 100 emoji unironically. They were on okay terms - Mike and Josh were in the same circles, and on more than one occasion Josh had gone out for a couple of drinks with him. But as a potential love interest for Hannah? No fucking way. He couldn’t think of one girl in their year that Mike hadn’t talked to, slept with or seen naked. 

And that Elliot guy? Well, he couldn’t really find anything that bad about him that made him a bad match for Sammy. But also, he couldn’t find anything good about him either - his only A+ subject was gym class, for god’s sake. He was completely unremarkable in the sense that his only redeeming factor was probably that he was in the track team like Sam. Josh groaned at the thought of them waking up early together and going on a run and playfully flirting and sweating and the like. Loser, he thought. Even his name sounds stupid. 

When he walks out onto the backyard porch, someone’s standing, shoulders hunched and elbows resting on the railing, and he knows it’s Sam. Figures, he thought. Josh knew from the start that that Eliott guy was an idiot. Her hair falls in a halo around her head as it hangs over the fence and he reaches out and twirls it around his finger. 

“You alright, Sammy?” 

She looks up at him and shakes her hair out of her face lazily, making him let go so as not to hurt her. 

“Do you think I’m unlovable?” she says it with a whine and he involuntarily imagines himself covering her mouth with his own. He hardly thinks she’s unlovable; he should know - he’s basically been in love with her since the moment they met. 

“I think you’re a lot of things,” Josh starts, taking his place beside her and resting his weight onto the fence. They’re standing close now, so that their shoulders are bumped against each other. “But I wouldn’t necessarily say unlovable.”

She makes an annoyed murmur and swats at him with the back of her hand, his arms lifting in defense. “Hey, I never specified whether the things in question were good or bad!” 

“You know this is like, the third time a guy’s stood me up?” 

“Third!?”

“Every single guy I’ve tried to talk to turns out to be an asshole.” When she sighs, she sighs with her whole body, slumping forward and picking at the splintering wood of the fence with her nail. It’s like a pin pushed through his heart when he mentions other guys. Of course, he knew that a girl as beautiful as Sam would be stolen from him by someone at some point in time, but he liked it better staying ignorant to the idea, and living in their little bubble of somewhere between friends and flirting. 

“Sometimes I just think that I’m the common denominator.” 

“Hey, they’re probably all losers anyway,” he says. Josh pokes her in the shoulder and she shoves back into him playfully. “You’re probably much cooler than all of them combined, with your little Save The Manatees badges.” 

“Joshh,” she rolls her eyes. “That was like ten years ago. And I still stand by that - they’re a dying breed!” 

He laughs and punches her on the shoulder. The way that she stays grounded in her beliefs (even after years) can’t help make his cheeks hurt; it’s one of his favourite traits of her’s - the fact that she cares. Unwaveringly. About everything, with all her heart. She’s so selfless that he’s sure that she would forgo all the happiness in the world for world peace or something noble like that.

“Just …. Joshing.” 

She punches him back and they’re laughing now. It’s times like these when he realises that moments like these most likely won’t be in the cards for him - not for crazy guys who imagine voices in his head. The hole in his stomach grows. Josh puts his arms up in surrender, raising his palms to the ceiling. “Hey, I’m kidding. Anybody would be insane to stand you up.” 

Sam doesn’t say anything, but she’s smiling and crossing her arms at the compliment like she doesn’t believe it. “You’re like, the most amazing girl I know- I mean look at you.”

She raises an eyebrow. “You mean it?” 

“Scout’s honour.” He crosses one hand over his heart and uses the other to stick a Marlboro Red 100 in his mouth from behind his ear. He gives her his lighter, and there’s a split second when their hands are touching for a bit longer than they should. Josh leans over to her so that the tip of the cigarette is almost touching her nose. It’s their tradition, despite Sam’s vehement protests against his susceptibility to lung cancer. She cups a hand beside his mouth to shield it from the wind, a small, intimate gesture, and with her left she flicks it lit. 

“Thank you, madam,” he jokes, and makes like he’s tipping his hat to her. Sam curtsies and tucks the lighter into his breast pocket. It’s warm where her hand was, over his heart like it’s protected by her touch. She peers over him and watches as he takes a long drag and inhales it into the cool air. The breeze is cool, but the smoke filling up his lungs mixed with the after effects of the beer makes him feel warm. Josh isn’t allowed to be drinking, but his next test is on Friday and there’s no way he’s not getting away with it, what with how much better he’s been doing lately. Maybe it’s because of all the time that he’s been spending with Sam - her goodness is rubbing off on him. Whatever it is, he hopes that he’s done enough so that next week the doctors will reduce his therapy sessions from once a week to once a fortnight. 

“Loosen up a bit, Sammy.” She’s looking at him a bit funny, readjusting herself like she wants to say something. “All that good samaritan behaviour must be exhausting.” 

“Okay, don’t judge me right now,” Sam turns herself towards him and looks up directly into his eyes, a small smile playing on her lips. He almost wants to look away. “But you’re making me kinda want to try it.” 

He almost chokes on his next puff, spluttering and covering his mouth with the back of his palm. 

“No fucking way,” For a second, he thinks she’s joking, but he’s looking up at her so earnestly that he’s startled. “I didn’t mean that - cigarettes aren’t even vegan, anyway.” 

“I know, I’m terrible!” She raises a hand to her forehead and feigns distress. 

It’s one of the moments that he realises he’s going to ruin her. That he always can’t help but ruin her, and she always can’t help but to let him. She’s still looking up at her and he tries his best not to smile back at her, but he can’t and he breaks into a chuckle. 

“Fuck no, Sammy, I’m not entertaining any of your secret vices.”

She pouts and he sighs. He will ruin her, he’s sure - and this is just the start of it. So Josh gives in, and positions himself behind her, so that he’s reaching over her shoulder to hand her the cigarette. She’s tucked into him so close that if he moved any closer he’d be up against her. When Sam takes it from his hands, she leans a bit closer into him so that her leg is pressed against his. If there was a pin in his heart from his crush on her, she just pulled it out and watched him explode. 

“One drag, okay?” 

Sam looks back at him and it’s then that he realises that she’s dangerously close to his mouth. She has it between her index finger and thumb gingerly, careful not to get any ash on her bare skin. “How do I do it?” 

He presses a hand to below her diaphragm. She’s almost flat against his chest now, and he tries his best to hide the tightness in his jeans. “Just a breath from here.” 

She nods and takes a breath, but coughs immediately, and they break apart from each other abruptly, Sam snorting with laughter. It only makes him shake his head, her contagious laugh infecting him too. When she laughs she grips onto his arm and it makes him want to take off that bit of skin and frame it - a dirty part of him that she cleansed with only her hand. 

“Okay, wait, wait, one more time.” She inhales it and then exhales into the air beside him and gags a bit through giggles. He picks it from her hand and holds it above her head out of her reach. “That’s all you’re getting.” 

Their interaction seems to have sparked her back to life, because later that night she’s back to her bubbly self. She’s happy (with someone else) and that’s the worst part. That’s all that he can see. Sam’s throwing her head back and laughing, and her nose scrunches a little bit - a gesture that was usually reserved for him. Her arms are crossed and her head is cocked slightly to the left, peering up at the guy in front of her through her eyelashes.

It’s ironic that they just had that conversation about her not needing a guy, and now she’s laughing it up with one- a real normal guy too. It’s Elliot; apparently he had ‘car problems’ - whatever that means (he doesn’t even drive!). She catches his eye and shoots him a huge smile and thumbs up, to which he has no choice but to smile back enthusiastically. He should’ve known that someone would’ve been charmed by her eventually, what with her gorgeous eyes and sunny smile. Josh’s heart prickles every time she laughs and smacks the other guy’s arm. It prickles so deeply that he’s numb when he goes home on the arm of another girl, and sleeps with her without really knowing why. 

It prickles so fervently that his sour mood continues for the rest of the week. The next two weeks he lives life like it’s a long cloudy dream, skipping his therapy sessions to sleep in all day and coming into school late and half-high. The girl from Mike’s party keeps messaging him on Instagram - when can i see u again xx - but he hasn’t bothered to even follow her back; it sickens him. She wishes it was Sam instead. Chris frequently makes joking offhand comments about how much of a mess he’s becoming, but as the days go by, the jokes quickly turn into grimaces and recommendations to the school therapist. He gets into a fight with a guy in his History class and has to spend Thursday afternoon writing lines. He’s a mess the next week too, until Beth grabs a hold of him Monday morning at the breakfast table. She’s storming into the dining room with her makeup half done, boots clattering hard against the wooden floor. “What the hell is wrong with you?!” 

Josh is eating his cereal with discontent - steady, mechanical clinks of his spoon scraping against the ceramic bowl. He shoots her a cloudy look, milk splattering all over the table as he drops his spoon with a clang. “What, so I can’t eat cereal now?” 

“You better give me one good reason why I shouldn’t believe that you’re the reason that Sam got suspended.” 

His heart stops. 

It's at this moment that the world feels like jell-o, and he’s confronted with the full force of the destruction his mood has left in its path. “Sam got suspended?” 

She loves me. 

Josh has a bad habit of smoking near the lockers and hiding the pack near the science labs. There were two reasons why he liked to do this. The first was that he had to do mandatory checks with the school nurse every few days to make sure that he wasn’t smoking or drinking, so it was a good hiding spot. None of the teachers ever looked there, and if they did, they’d just pretend they didn’t see. The other, more salient reason, was that Sam’s locker was there, and he could sneak a smile and sometimes even a note to her before getting to his class. 

“Yeah, and you know why?” Beth slams her hands down on the table, and with her force, his spoon clatters against the bowl even more. “Because you had left that pack of fucking Red 100s in the science labs, and she said they were hers .” 

Sammy. Of course she did. He wonders what had happened in his childhood that had caused his entire mood to hinge on the affection of this one girl. 

“You don’t even know they were mine,” Josh murmurs, and crosses his arms. He knows they’re his. 

“Name one other person who’s pretentious enough to smoke those.” She sighs in exasperation. “She can’t run in the track meet tomorrow and you know how much that means to her!” 

She really loves me.

She would get kicked off the track team for me.

I can’t let her do that to herself. 

Josh’s mouth becomes dry and it’s like the Wheat-o’s have turned to dust in his throat. He’s overcome with guilt. He knows now, there’s no reality where they can ever be together - there’s no reality that he won’t ruin her. It’s best if he stays far away from her, far away from the mess that he seems to cause wherever he goes. If only Josh hadn’t taught an angel how to smoke. If only she hadn’t let him. 

“I’m telling you this because I’m your sister and I love you,” Beth says, clasping a hand over his and squeezing tight. “Please, for the love of god, leave her alone.” 

[erika111111]

Until Dawn characters' full names headcanons

Joshua Robert Washington - Taken from his father, Bob. I assume Bob is short for Robert anyway, lol.

Hannah Melinda Washington - Taken from her mother, Melinda. Also, she got to be named after her mother instead of Beth because she's older (by a few minutes, but still, lol).

Elizabeth Antonella Washington - Taken from her actress, Antonella Lentini. While I do believe Beth is probably her full first name because other characters' full first names appear in the game, I like to headcanon her as Elizabeth anyway. I don't think it's fair that she's the only one without a nickname, lol.

Christopher Noah Hartley - Taken from his actor, Noah Fleiss. Christopher Noah Hartley is suchhhh a cool name. Rolls off the tongue so nicely.

Emily Sakura Davis - Taken from her actress, Nichole Sakura. Emily is such a Nichole for me, I found it important to emphasize her Japanese heritage because for some reason they didn't make her last name Japanese. Also, Nichole Sakura changed her last name back from Bloom to Sakura for the same reason so I think it's fitting.

Jessica Summer Riley - Taken from the 2010 beta version of her character. At least I think Summer was supposed to be Jess, but it is hard to tell exactly... Regardless, Jess is such a summer.

Michael Scott Munroe - Taken from the 2010 beta version of his character. Again, I'm not 100% sure if Scott is supposed to be Mike, but they have a similar design and role in the story so I'd say so.

I don't have the others yet. I couldn't think of ones that sounded good enough to me. But yeah, here's these.

Also, I did want to put Asian heritage into the Washington family's names as well (stop whitewashing the Washingtons!!!), but I also couldn't think of anything good enough. So take these for now please.

[rogality]

And the results are in so come up with a ship name and spread the word to all of tumblr if you must

Poly or no?

[mischief-and-tea-by-the-sea]

Superhero Tag Game

Tag game

I was tagged by @scottxlogan (Thanks for the tag)

Name however many (or few 😁) of your top superheroes and tag however many (or few 😋) people you want. 10 most frequently named ones will be included in the set for Superhero Day in @mcuchallenge

My heroes:

Emma Frost

Loki Odinson

Tony Stark

Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers

Erik Lensherr/Magneto

Luke Cage

Sam Wilson & James "Rhodey" Rhodes

Scott Summers

Honorable Mentions on the Favorites List:

Kitty Pryde

Bobby Drake & Logan

Clint Barton & Natasha Romanoff

Bruce Banner/Hulk

Thor and Misty Knight

Agent Phil Coulson & Agent Melinda May

Daisy Johnson aka Quake

You know what? Pyro may not be a hero in your eyes, but he's been a hero in mine since he said ACAB and did this:

And we certainly can't leave off Kevin Bacon:

Tagging: @kleenexwoman, @soliloquent-stark, @whinysteve, @fohatic, @meidui, @darsynia, @loni4ever, @gold-from-straw, @mcfiddlestan, @gaslightgallows, @pedrospascaled, @portraitoftheoddity, @vanitasmorgue, @tryingtobecoollikeyou, @chaotic-hypnotic-erotic, @chaoticgardenbread, @stormxpadme and anyone else who wants to consider themselves tagged!

[thebladesmithmuses]

Rest of Thread Here @the-silver-peahen-residence

"Hmmm, well many friends tend to travel or do many things along the way. I'm hoping most of your other friends come to see you a lot too, Rowan." Melinda knew that many friends would either be traveling, doing some quests, helping family, or anything in between. It seems to happen a lot and most have been doing just that. She gets it a lot but it never bothers her. As she was about to pour the tea, she looks up to him. "Oh, it's a old tea recipe I made. Buttercup honey tea. It's brewed with some fresh tea leaves, honey, some sugar, some vanilla as well. It's something pretty nice that gives you a summer tingle with a splash of sweetness."

Rowan certainly hoped so too. Though, he also knew the Twilight Realm wasn't the safest place for most Light-Worlders. Even if he had gotten a little more used to the sun then most of his ilk, he still couldn't survive in it for too long without starting to feel ill. He knew his realm had a similar effect, making them feel unwell. Rowan looked at the pitcher curiously as he listened. His little nub swaying back and forth in curious eagerness. It smelled good, and by how she so expertly described it, it sounded delicious. He could wait for food to be served first though. He looked back up at Meli. "That does sound nice. I can't wait to try it."