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Girl I am in love with Wild Winds and the snippets are truly giving me life rn!!❤️ would it be alright if I asked for a snippet of Logan, JJ and Rafe? It just seems like it would be funniest shit ever with JJ losing his mind, Logan exasperated and Rafe just having the time of his life❤️😂. Completely okay if you can’t tho!

I'm so glad you're enjoying them!! Yes! Their dynamic really is great, especially when both Logan and JJ are running around and being chaotic and Rafe's trying to figure out how he got in the middle of it.

However, the three of them don't interact until the end of Wild Winds and it is a huuuuuuuge spoiler. Even their first several scenes together in season two are not free from drama and spoilers. BUT! Because I was inspired by the release of season four, I can give you the opening scene to Logan's version of season four featuring all three of them!

Read Wild Winds here!

18+ MDNI (you're responsible for your own consumption, don't read if you're under 18) | smut, oral sex, language, OBX season four episode one (beginning of) spoilers.

Logan Maybank tilted her head back against the pillows, lips parted as her loud moan echoed around the room, the bed sheets rustling when she arched, head lifting to see Rafe between her legs, hands on her thighs as he kept her from closing them around his head, tongue tracing his name along her clit.

“Fuck, yes,” Logan breathed, her body electrified as Rafe continued to lick and suck, “Rafe, baby…”

“Come for me, Lo,” Rafe blew gently, one hand coming off her thigh to slide his finger inside her, “be a good girl and come for me and I promise I’ll fuck you so full after.”

Logan was so close, her body tense and tight and ready and just as she was about to let go, feeling herself so close to the edge and, by extension, an amazing orgasm, a very loud, shrill sound pierced their room.

She tensed up and turned her head, looking towards the dresser where her phone vibrated across the lacquered surface and she frowned before Rafe gave her a warning tap, effectively turning her attention back to the task at hand, her hips automatically rolling into his face when he kissed her.

The ringing stopped soon enough and Logan was back in her head, crying out as Rafe pleasured her so well, pressing and stroking that spot that made her squirt and she was just about to do it for him when the phone went off again, a frown appearing between her eyebrows.

“Ignore it,” Rafe thumbed her clit, kissing her before sliding another finger inside, “just think about what I’m doing.”

Logan cried out, her walls beginning to flutter all around as he got her to that point a third time. However, this time, Rafe’s phone was the one to go off, his volume set to a quieter tone, but with a much harsher vibration, the device nearly falling off the dresser altogether.

Logan lost the orgasm, her legs falling down helplessly and Rafe swore, pushing himself to his feet as he wiped his face with his forearm. He moved towards the dresser, grabbing on to the phone and swiping it open before he pressed it to his ear. He reached for Logan’s while he did, seeing she had two missed calls from JJ and several more unread text messages from him, Sarah, and Pope, as Rafe answered phone, “What?”

A brief silence fell before Rafe moved to rest his hand on top of the dresser, eyebrows furrowed as he shook his head, “Wait…slow down. What…?”

Logan moved into a sitting position, reaching down to the ground for the shirt Rafe took off the night before after they had the most romantic sunset dinner just off the Amalfi Coast. She pulled the soft shirt over her head before she swung her legs off the bed, very aware of how close she’d been to a mind blowing orgasm as she stood to her feet.

“He did what?”

“What’s wrong?” Logan asked as she approached, and Rafe ran a hand along his jaw, shaking it back and forth as he exhaled loudly.

“Does he realize that’s almost forty percent over market value? And that he’s basically just fucked with our entire goal? Did you tell him that?”

Logan stood in front of him, eyes lifting to watch his face as he closed his own eyes, groaning before he all but slumped against the dresser, “Fucking hell—put him on. Now.” Logan rested her hands on his hips and Rafe wiped a hand across his face, looking at her as he waited for someone else to come on the line, telling her in a much softer voice, “I’m gonna murder your brother.”

“What happened?” Logan asked as she pressed herself up against him, chin resting on his collarbone as his arm wrapped around her, “Is everyone ok?”

“Everyone is fine, for now…” Rafe’s attention shifted back to the phone, “What the fuck are you doing over there?”

Logan could hear someone talking, and judging by the tone it was heated, before Rafe pulled the phone away and tapped the speaker button “...was I supposed to do?” JJ’s voice echoed all around their quiet hotel room, Logan frowning down at the phone in Rafe’s hand, “We weren’t gonna get it, and we needed it. He was doin’ it on purpose and I’m tired of these fuckin’ Kooks comin’ after us like we don’t know what we’re doing. If we don’t lay down the law now, they’re never gonna take us seriously. I got shit done, alright?”

“There are other properties,” Rafe nearly gritted out and Logan tilted her head, “properties that you didn’t have to spend all of the fucking money on.”

“What happened?” Logan asked, running a hand along Rafe’s bare chest as he leaned his head back in frustration, JJ exhaling in annoyance on his side of the phone, “What’s going on?”

“I bought the property,” JJ said, “our property. The one we rightfully owned.”

“Ok…”

“He bought it for over three quarters of a million dollars.”

Logan’s eyebrows went up into her hairline, lips parting as she felt the air leave her lungs, eyes glued to Rafe’s phone where JJ’s contact information appeared. Silence fell and Logan lifted a hand to slide along her hair, pushing the freshly cut blonde strands behind her ear, shaking her head from side to side, “Wh—what? Tell me that’s wrong, JJ.”

More silence greeted her and Logan lifted her eyes to Rafe, but he only shook his head. “JJ…” Logan took the phone from Rafe, beginning to pace a line from the dresser to the foot of the bed, “JJ, tell me this is a fucking joke.”

“I had to do it!” JJ all but exploded and she could hear the other Pogues in the background talking amongst themselves, “You didn’t see his face, Lo! He was egging me on and he threatened to turn the entire Cut into Figure Eight and I couldn’t let it go! It’s perfect!”

“You only have a million dollars, JJ!” Logan exploded right back at him, “You have a million dollars that you managed to scoop out of the Amazon and you had a plan. A plan that we very well helped you figure out! You bought that piece of shit land for $750,000?”

“About that…” JJ cleared his throat, “It was $775,010. Just a little over—”

“A little over?!” Logan screeched, “JJ! Get your money back! Now!”

“All sales are final.”

“Fuck,” Logan drew out the last letter, “You really fucked up, JJ. I can’t believe you spent all of that money. Where was Ellie?!”

“She’s helpin’ her mom—”

“You realize you just bought the most expensive piece of land in all of Kildare, right?” Logan cut him off, “Like—you don’t even have a house on that property. Where are you gonna find the money to build that? And the shop?”

“Well, see—that’s my next plan,” JJ scrambled as Logan exhaled in frustration, “I thought maybe you would give interested in giving me a loan—”

“Yeah, I’m gonna give you something alright,” Logan walked back towards Rafe, his hand reaching out to slide along her shoulder as she lifted her eyes up to his, “meet me at the airport in fourteen hours, I’ll give it to you in person.”

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bellysoupset · 1 year ago

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Okay, so, two things:

One, does Leo ever get jealous or upset when he sees kids with loving and caring parents?

Two, maybe a fic where Leo hasn’t been feeling well all day and on his way home he sees a super sweet family with a dad and a cute giggly son, and for some reason his feverish brain combined with the sweetness sends him into a depression episode. And then he goes home and takes Benadryl for his fever and his anti depressants as well, and basically over-sedates himself, and Jon gets home later to find Leo almost completely out of it and he freaks out.

I know you’re doing the mini saga rn, but I was thinking maybe you could do this after?

Sorry if this request is too long!!!😭😭!!😭

I'm sorry it took forever to write this!! This poor fic has been in my drafts for too long, I'm so sorry!

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Leo knew he was not supposed to covet things that weren't his. That had been a maxim of his father and during most days Leo still agreed to it, all trauma aside.

Except during the holidays. He wasn't sure what was it about the end of the year that brought up the ugliest parts of him. Maybe it was all the fake glee or the longer nights and shorter days or the fact he wasn't practicing nearly as much sports or the fact that consumerism was off the charts and even though he could afford things now, he didn't think he'd ever get rid of that feeling in the pit of his stomach when standing in a cashier line. Maybe it was all that put together.

Or maybe it was the drilling about Holiday Spirit. In his house that had meant discounted alcoholic eggnog and much screaming, his father calling him a "little elf", school being out for recess so him being stuck in a house with no heat and an incredibly pissed off man, who was drunk off his ass.

For everyone else, though, holiday spirit meant being more kind or loving or charitable. Right. Leo rolled his eyes as he watched his coworker boast about the charity he was helping at the end of the year.

There was also the fact that the "philanthropy works" that his colleagues liked to gloated about were more often than not directed at people who were just Leo, except seven years ago.

He pressed on his keyboard with a little more force, rubbing at his temples. He had a headache from all the smells permeating the office — Sandras' peppermint candle, Chuck's cinnamon rolls he had brought for everyone else, Dean's fucking overpowering cologne his girlfriend had gifted him — and the loud noise wasn't making his life any better.

Leo sighed, squinting at his screen. Normally he could do his job in his sleep. Research had always been his forte, even back in high school, and he knew he aced it, because his boss always planted him as the paralegal for the big clients, where the lawyer would need a lot of research help in a short period of time.

Today he was struggling to put two and two together, let alone figure out if there were any similar cases that could serve as their defense. His stomach grumbled and Leo decided he needed a break from Sandra and Dean's incessant bickering, getting up and going to the coffee machine.

"Hey Wagner," Chuck opened a little smile, "what's with the sour face?"

"Headache," Leo answered truthfully, grabbing the biggest paper cup and starting the coffee machine. Damn, he really needed one of these back at home, "it's fine, there's just forty minutes more."

"That sucks man, feel better," Chuck said, but didn't move, "do you have any plans for the holiday break?"

"That's only next month," Leo wrinkled his nose in distaste. Could people stop pre-gaming for December in the middle of fucking November? Halloween had just happened-

"Well, there's thanksgiving," Chuck shrugged, "in less than two weeks."

"Oh," Leo sighed, having completely forgotten thanksgiving. He didn't think he had ever celebrated that.

"Are you going back home?"

Ha!

Leo nearly snorted in his coffee cup, instead changing it halfway so it looked like he was just blowing off the steam, "no, there's n- No. It's just me and Jon, so I'll probably do whatever his plans are."

Which Leo didn't think he had any... Jonah's plans lately were solely eat, sleep, study, hand in his final works for graduation, work. Rinse repeat.

"Hope you guys have fun," Chuck smiled brightly, before side stepping him and walking back to his desk, "get a turkey or something."

"Or something," Leo grumbled, squeezing his eyes and shuddering violently. He was also freezing. He blamed that on Sandra, who just had to wear the fancy coat she got in the designer sale at Nordstrom, so the a/c was at stupidly low levels, for sure.

Even though he had said it was just forty minutes more, they dragged. By the time Leo managed to get out of the office, his headache had escalated significantly and his stomach was hurting, since all he had eaten all day was a pastry at lunch and copious amounts of coffee. He was freezing to the point of his teeth chattering and he it was only when he stepped out of the elevator, buttoning up his coat, that he realized most people didn't seem to be feeling that chilly.

Sandra poked his side, "Wagner, you mind?"

He had stopped right at the ID scan, so he quickly apologized, jumping to the side as she scanned her card and then looked over her shoulder at him, "are you alright?"

"What?" Leo squinted at her, the lights reflecting off her blonde hair.

"Are you feeling alright?" Sandra repeated, "you're quieter than usual, that's all."

"Yeah, uhm..." He shrugged, running his own ID over the scan and joining her as they walked to the parking lot, "I'm fine, I'm just freez-" he shut up, stunned into silence when his co-worker lightly touched his forehead, getting on her tiptoes to reach him.

"You're running a fever there, Wagner," she rolled her eyes, clicking her car keys, "are you alright to drive?"

"Yeah, of course!" His voice came out squeaky at the sudden display of care and Sandra shrugged, smiling at him.

"Alright, take care," she waved, moving away to her designated spot and Leo was left a little stunned into silence, before collecting himself and getting in his own car. He really needed to stop being stubborn and let Bella fix his radio like she had offered, because there was just a terrible silence the entire drive home.

Leo stopped at a red light, just a street away from home and rested his forehead on the steering wheel. Now that Sandra had pointed it out, he couldn't deny the fever. Everything hurt, the sound of the wind howling outside hurt, his head was pounding, the kid's squealing as they walked ahead of their parents on the street...

He watched as a little boy ran back to his father, in a ridiculously large coat. The kid barely reached his dad's hip, he couldn't be over four years old. He was blabbing, cheeks all red and Leo watched the dad let out a chuckle and grab the lapels of his son's coat, covering his face in kisses.

Someone honked behind him and Leo jumped, startled. He had missed the green light.

The remaining 5 minutes to his house, were dark five minutes. Not only because the clouds clumped together to start spilling snow, but because his thoughts started to run down a dangerous road.

This was what he hated the most about the holidays. How his dark thoughts creeped up on him with such ease, how much emphasis was there on family and love and how it highlighted that he was painfully alone in this world. There was no place to go for thanksgiving and there was no father to smooch his face and comfort him and none of the garbage that every single TV ad was showing now.

He avoided the first floor, not in the mood to force a smile for Matthew, and once he got home, Leo went straight to the bedroom, stripping out of his tux jacket and kicking off the shoes.

JD meowed, pushing the door ajar as she entered the room, climbing the bed and forcing herself on his lap even when he paid her no mind. He was too busy trying to undo his tie with one hand, the other one running through the mess of meds they kept in the bedside table drawer.

Vaguely Leo was aware that Jonah kept more meds in the first aid kit, but he couldn't remember where it was and his head was throbbing too much and he felt like fucking crying, so he decided not to go looking. They were out of paracetamol, but still had benadryl and Leo swallowed the little pink pill dry, before opening the drawer right under that one, where he kept his own stuff.

He always took his meds in the morning and then two before bed, but even thought it was only six PM, Leo decided to just taken them already. He wanted to sleep for fifty years, maybe sleep and just... Just stop existing all together.

Leo rubbed his face at the thought, letting out a groan, and his cat let out a meow, forcing her head in the space between his arms.

"Hey," he sighed, scratching her behind the ears, "hey, sweetheart, it's okay. I'm fine. I'm not doing that..." he reassured JD, pulling on the blankets so he could crawl under them. Jonah had left the heater on, but the apartment was still freezing.

JD meowed, chewing on his now undone tie and Leo wrapped an arm around her, thinking that maybe he should get out of the office clothes.... Then fell asleep.

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Jonah wasn't a festivities type of man. He had never been, not even back when he was a teenager and he definitely wasn't the type now, when he was so stressed about graduation.

Yet, he knew Leo was acting pouty for the past ten days and his bet was that it was related to the holiday season. It was very unlike Leo to not openly complain about what was upsetting him, unless it was something close to his heart, when he closed off like a clam.

So if Leo wanted Holidays, Jonah was going to give him Holidays. Hopefully with a better outcome than Halloween, Jon cringed at the thought.

"What is this?" Jon asked, as Wendy reached inside her car and pushed a big tupperware in his hand.

"Torrone," she said, fishing one of the little white squares, "it's an Italian candy, traditional around Christmas. Vin's mom sells them, but she made a huge first batch and sent him. Here's some for you and Leo."

"But Ma made them for Vince..."

"Vince has half my fridge filled with these," Wendy rolled her eyes, getting in the driver's seat of her car, "just remember to get a picture of Leo eating it so we can send it to ma."

"Alright Dee, bye," Jon sniffed one the little white bars, before turning around to get in his own car. That had been the start of his Christmas mini spree and the reason why he was going up to their apartment now carrying not just the tupperware, but a bunch of little boxes of fairy lights, a wreath and a bag of groceries to make a black forest cake.

Jon wasn't daft, he knew Leo was being terribly considerate with the fact he had all but put their whole relationship in the backburner so he could focus in the school work. He needed to woo the guy a little bit.

"Leo?" Jonah pushed the door open, before crouching down to grab all the items again, "Leo, I got a bunch of shit I think you'll like..." he thought nothing of it when there wasn't an answer, instead starting to put things away. He found a good jar for Ma's little torrones and checked on JD's food bowl, frowning as he realized Leo hadn't fed her yet.

"Leo, did you feed JD? Her bowl is empty..." he said, but still got no answer. Jonah didn't wait for one, shaking the little empty dish until he heard their cat trotting back to the kitchen, then filling it up. She snaked between his legs, purring as Jon scratched her behind the ear and watched her eat for a little bit.

Only then did he frown at Leo's full absence, walking back to their room. Jonah wasn't sure what he expected, but it certainly wasn't his boyfriend buried under all their blankets, heavily asleep. He checked his watch. Eight o'clock.

"That's early," Jonah whispered, moving closer to get a good look at his face, "Leo?"

There was no answer, not a snore, nothing. Leo's blonde hair was peaking out and so was the top half of his face, but that was it.

Jon sighed, a little bummed he was already asleep, but deciding against waking him, tiptoeing back out of the room. JD was still in the kitchen, happily munching on her treat and Jonah crouched down next to her again, "why did Leo go to bed so early, do you know?" he asked, causing the cat to stop eating for a second, before she went back in.

He put away all the groceries, then went through the fridge. They meal prepped and Jonah frowned as he realized there were exactly as many frozen dishes as there had been when he left the house earlier that day.

Happy that he had found an excuse to wake Leo up, Jonah got two containers out and put them to defrost, while walking back to the room. Leo hadn't moved a muscle and he didn't stir even when Jon sat on his side of the bed, brushing his bangs.

"Leo..." he whispered, shaking him lightly, "baby wak-" Jonah interrupted himself, noticing Leo was still wearing his office clothes. That was very unusual... So was the low heat rolling off of him.

"Goddammit Leo," Jon sighed, touching his face and feeling the low grade fever. He shook him a little harder, "Leo, wake up. You gotta eat something..."

Still nothing. By now, normally, the blonde would be blinking awake.

Jonah frowned, pushing the blankets down and shaking him a little more, "Leo, wake up..." his voice raised at the end as alarm bells started to go through his mind, so he all but rattled the other man, finally causing Leo to open his eyes.

Jon was about to let out a relieved sigh, but he didn't have the chance, as Leo slurred something unintelligible and then passed right back asleep.

Jonah rattled him again, harshly, and this time he got no reaction, not even a whine.

"Leo!" he called, leaning in so he could feel his boyfriend's breathing, planting two fingers to his jugular in search of a pulse. His own heart was drumming in his ears, so it took Jonah a second before he could differentiate what was his, what was Leo's.

The blonde's heartbeat were slow...Too slow. His breathing was weirdly timed.

Jonah felt vaguely dizzy as he looked around the room, in search of his coat. He had left his cellphone inside the pocket... He almost got sick as he saw the three different medications sitting on Leo's bedside table.

His usual Zoloft and Ambien and... Benadryl?

Jon frowned at the label, before shaking the antidepressant case and ambien. Both were still full, Leo hadn't taken more than he should... Or at least, it didn't look like he had, not on purpose.

"Baby," Jonah patted his cheeks, with more force than he'd normally use, "baby, open your eyes for me. Wake up-" he bit the inside of his cheek, before deciding that fuck that and splashing a little bit of water on his boyfriend's face.

Leo blinked, confused and drowsy, "why am I wet..." he groaned, attempting to go back to sleep, but Jonah stopped him, patting his cheek again.

"Leo, hey, look at me- How many pills did you take?"

"Uhm?" he yawned, his eyes starting to roll back again.

"LEO!" Jonah shook him vehemently, forcing the blonde to wake up, "how. many. pills?"

Leo groaned, rubbing his eyes, "Jon...?"

"Yes, baby, it's me," Jonah shook him again, holding the pill bottles in front of his face, "how many pills?"

"One," Leo slumped back against the pillow, "just one."

"Each?"

The blonde nodded, yawning again, "I don't feel so good..."

"I know, baby," Jon grabbed his shoulders again, forcing him to sit up once more, "c'mon, we're going to the ER."

"What...?" Leo groaned, slumping forward so his forehead met Jon's shoulder, "no, I'm not sick, I'm just... I'm just off..."

"Yeah, because you took two sedatives and your antidepressants," Jonah scoffed, looking one of Leo's arms around his neck, "c'mon, baby, get up."

"Jon, no, stop-" Leo weakly tried to shove off his chest, but his legs were almost jelly under him and the only thing keeping him up was Jonah holding him tightly, "I wanna sleep..."

"Nope," Jon dragged him out of the room, "no sleep for you until a psychiatrist checks you out."

"No!" Leo shoved at his arm and then stumbled back, falling sit on the edge of the bed. Jonah glared at him, feeling his own temper flare up, fueled by the sheer stress.

The stress of the situation, the panic of finding Leo like that, but also the overall stress that had been Halloween, followed by Leo's appendicitis, followed his quickly approaching deadlines...

"You're getting in the car even if I have to fucking carry you, Leo," Jonah glared at him, "get up."

If he expected to get a rise out of the blonde, he didn't. Instead Leo planted a hand on his chest and fell back on the bed, facing the ceiling as he groaned, "Jon, I feel really weird..."

"Yes, get up-"

"No, there's... There's someone standing in our hallway," Leo said and Jonah glanced at the open door and saw nothing, not even JD.

"There isn't, baby, its in your head..." he grabbed his boyfriend's arm, pulling him up again, "c'mon-"

"No, they're gonna get me."

"Ah fuck's sake," Jonah sighed, although while this was scary, he much rather have Leo fighting him and responsive than dead to the world, "no one is going to get you, Leo..."

All he got as an answer was a whimper.

"Fuck," Jon whispered, leaving the room in two steps to grab the coat he had hung behind the door and his phone, already dialing 911.

They asked him how many pills Leo had taken and upon Jonah's answer, a lady said "It doesn't sound like a suicide attempt, we're going to transfer you to poison control. Please stay on the line and stay calm."

A suicide attempt. Jonah's mouth dried as he sat right next to Leo on the bed, wrapping a hand around his wrist and feeling his pulse, barely listening as the poison control responder said that at this dosage going to the ER wasn't necessary. To keep checking on him and get loads of liquids on Leo, take him to emergency if he started throwing up or struggling to breathe.

Jon's ears were still ringing as he crouched down next to Leo again, now holding a glass of cold water, with a straw sticking out.

"C'mon, baby, just one sip, it's gonna help..."

Leo groaned again, but after a little more prodding, he did open his mouth and took the drink. Apparently he had been thirsty, because he drained the entire cup without much of Jonah's prodding.

He pulled back, looking slightly more awake, "Jon..." Leo clumsily grabbed his face, "something's wrong."

"I know, Leo," Jonah pulled back from the clumsy face squeeze, planting a kiss on the blonde's brow, "you'll feel better in the morning... Well, probably hungover as fuck, but you'll feel better in the morning..." his voice caught at the end and Leo pulled back, frowning.

"Are you sad...?"

"No, I'm fine, I'm fine," Jonah cleared his throat, "why did you take the benadryl?"

"What?" Leo blinked, struggling to keep his eyes open, "get into bed..."

"The third medication, Leo," Jonah raised the little box in front of his eyes, "why did you take it?"

"My head hurt..." Leo yawned, "had a fever... Couldn't find the right-" he yawned again, tugging on Jon's shirt to pull him closer, "the right one."

Jonah let out a little sigh of relief, allowing himself to get pulled into a clumsy, weird hug, the best that Leo's half sedated brain could do.

"I love you," he whispered, voice muffled by Leo's shirt and the blonde let out a hum, sounding like he was falling right back asleep. Still, Jonah did hear a faint, "love you too" said in return.

#leo wagner #mywriting #sedation #too much medication #light angst #sickfic

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freakwiththeknifecollection · 1 year ago

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how do you think dean feels about aging? obviously we know he never expected to live very long, so when he does i’m sure he’s thankful as hell!! but things like wrinkles, hearing loss, bad eyes, other disabilities that come with age — how do you think he takes it? especially when he was such a physical POWERHOUSE in his prime.

AHH GOOD QUESTION THANK YOU!!!

In general, yeah, every day is a gift because he never would've thought he'd live this long, especially not to see retirement. It wouldn't hit him until his birthday, when he's now in his forties, mid-forties, his fifties, mid-fifties, and so on. Watching his kids get older too would really make him feel old.

But looks-wise, Dean is largely in denial, as we see here

(courtesy of arcanespillo)

I don't think that would change lmao. I think it would take someone else pointing something out to make him feel conscious about it. Like the "What's a dad bod?" moment that one episode (it's escaping me rn I can picture it clear as day). But I think generally he's confident enough in his looks that it doesn't bother him. Especially since he's in a loving, committed relationship.

His body degrading would be much more disheartening (as you've seen in my ficlet about his bad knees) Like, he loves his new quiet retirement life. He still works out regularly and stays in shape in case he does need to fight, so he definitely could be worse-off if he wasn't exercising, but he still lived a really hardcore lifestyle and that did some damage. I think losing his hearing and eyesight would be difficult but losing his mobility would hit him like a truck. At first, he just powers through (to his own detriment later on when he's sore for the next day or two) and he learns the hard way he's better off taking it easier in the first place. But that takes a mental toll as well. It's hard, adjusting to this new normal and letting go of things he used to do, letting go of how his body used to be. He really beats himself up for it. But he has a good support system in his partner who accommodates his needs and they figure everything out together 💖

#I kept this vague to appeal to a wider audience but of course me personally I'm imagining him married to Jo #in my ficlet Jo reminds him his body has been put through a lot over the years saving people and that's nothing to be ashamed of #and reminds him that he wouldn't call Baby old. she's classic. she needs more maintenance than she did in her prime #but she's still just as good (I'm paraphrasing it sounds better in the fic lol)#and he can't argue with that logic even though he still feels old #dean winchester #supernatural #spn #spn headcanon #dean headcanon #dean winchester headcanon #supernatural headcanon #dean headcanons #spn headcanons #supernatural headcanons #disablednatural

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ghouldump · 1 month ago

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IWTV is one of the only shows nowadays that’s giving REAL television. Like actually having real intriguing dialogue and scenes. Nowadays idk, but tv has been lackingggggg. The only show I can think of rn that’s really good is The Penguin (DC) and His Dark Materials.

Like back in the day you’d have iconic shows that had 10s across the board, like The Sopranos, Breaking Bad, the early seasons of Supernatural, etc. Shows that were servingggggg. Even early Vampire Diaries was giving. But nowadays it’s like every show wants to imitate those shows, instead of being original and entertaining on their own, causing a sense of emptiness in them, idk. They lack a lot.

But IWTV, despite being an adaptation (coz a lot of the recent book to screen adaptations nowadays are so shit), is somehow so original and so coolllllll.

Yess, I haven’t watched the penguin yet but it’s added to my list because of the good reviews I’ve heard, so I’m definitely gonna check it out.

But I agree so much, a lot of the new good shows are crammed into 8 forty minute episodes, and they take forever to come out with a new season *cough* stranger things… but every thing else always feels rushed and not as passionately made as it was just a few years back.

I miss the old days too, I could find an amazing series with 5-7 seasons long and at least 16-20 episodes.

#amc iwtv #interview with the vampire #iwtv

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rah-nee-yah · 14 days ago

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ok so its been a couple hours since ive watched s2 so here are some more coherent thoughts:

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGHHHH

caitlyn caitlyn caitlyn. what the fuckkk. ima be honest its real hard being a caitlyn kiramman fan rn. hitting vi with a gun even after knowing her history with the enforcers. thats actually vile dude. and dude the fact she almost hit isha. i cant rn. the fact people were shitting on marcus for shooting at a kid and cait’s done the same. im still holding out for a redemption tho. pls bro. but tbh this made her character super intriguing. excited to see her redemption over act II

ALSO IT LITERALLY JSUT OCCURRED TO ME. cassandra built vents so the undercity could be free to breathe non toxic air. caitlyn just undid all of that. god help me.

vi, jinx, ekko, isha, maddie, and loris deserve the world. love em to bits.

the voice acting dude. top fucking notch.

i love the new intro. its greek tragedy is the best way. they were so foul for having caitvi in there 😭😭

i honestly wouldve loved to see more of every character. but unfortunately thats the problem with forty minute episodes ☹️☹️ (no hate tho i know animation especially arcanes can take a LOOONG TIME)

super excited for the next two acts dude. s2 act i didnt hit as hard as s1 but damn. they still cooked.

also. mel. they cant just leave us hanging like that 😭😭 my wife returns after three years then she dips 😔😔

theres so much i wanna say on the animation but id just keep yapping till the end of time. the woodkid sequence had be clawing at the walls

the fact this is only act i…were in for a WILD ride dude

#ok so these actually arent that coherent #arcane #arcane s2 #arcane spoilers

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victimized-martyr · 2 years ago

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Do you think Kenny actually likes cartman? I’m not so sure since the reading of his will in s9e4 (https://youtu.be/QGx92r8NLIM)

I feel like nobody likes him but Kyle is the only one who thinks he can possibly get better at all.

I agree on some level with that last statement. Due to Kyle's morals and complicated attachment to Cartman, he would be the only one willing to nurture the potential Cartman has, though I'd say Cartman isn't universally hated as one would assume. I think Kenny and Cartman's friendship deepened off screen since s9. It shows itself strongly in the covid specials and post-covid (not post covid the special, I mean like.. after the actual irl covid and.. ARGH mattrey u make my life so difficult)

Kenny was the one to approach Cartman about the fragility of the broship and inspires Cartman to be the one to make sure the gang stays together. That's a level of openness and vulnerability that frankly, I haven't seen him share with Stan or Kyle. Quite the opposite in fact-- When Kenny finally admits he's immortal, Stan and Kyle dismiss him in their own way. Neither have made the move to sympathize with him since, especially at the level Cartman does in the covid episodes. Now, Cartman's "sympathetic" method of coddling Kenny wasn't the best thing to do I'd say, the show was clear Stan, Kyle and Cartman weren’t handling the broship fallout well, but Cartman definitely proved himself as the “best friend” the show has claimed he’s been in prioritizing Kenny during Covid. We even get a verbal reminder from Cartman and Kyle in Post-Covid that despite it being the literal worst future for everyone, Cartman and Kenny’s friendship thrived. With the opposite lives they lead, it's astounding they remained best friends for forty years.

That level of loyalty is kicking Stan and Kyle in the dirt and laughing rn. Look at Dikinbaus! Cartman and Kenny had a blast “planning the business” (ie living it up as owners and mutually taking advantage of Butters to just pal around) and Cartman once again concedes to Kenny when he lets him work from home. It’s a gag first and foremost, but still, I think it works as part of character analysis lolol. I’m analyzing this a lot from Cartman’s perspective, or at least his actions, but I don’t rlly have much to go by on Kenny’s end and I hope y’all can see why lol. excluding the Mysterion arc and the s22 Halloween episode, he’s a passive character. things rly just are happening to this dude.

Cartman's attachment to Kenny has grown exponentially since the early seasons ("I hate yew guys/ specially kinny/ ah hate em the most/") whereas we've heard directly from Kenny what he thought of Cartman at the time s9 was written but we don't really know what he thinks of Cartman presently. Now, mattrey have written Kenny's quietness and frequent disappearances as part of the charm of his character--the mysteriousness with a pinch of hidden sadness, maybe a dash of loneliness--and not like, a serious writing pitfall of not knowing what to do with one of your main characters, not giving them the chance to let the audience see their motivations. So the uncertainty surrounding Kenny's true opinions, in this case of his friendship with Cartman, isn't by accident. I'd say it's fair to assume Kenny now views Cartman as a best friend, given how much Cartman has done for him.

I’d also say it’s fair to assume the pity for Cartman hasn’t changed.

#asks #south park #eric cartman #kenny mccormick #kennman #sure this could be seen as kennman why not lol #now Kyle believes cartman can change and maybe kenny can see it too but kenny definitely isn’t proactive enough to put in the effort to #see it thru #Kenny’s friendship with Cartman has grown to become the least tumultuous of the m4 #so Kenny doesn’t need to feel compelled to search for the food in cartman. he already sees in in their friendship #on a writing level it’s just… off to have Cartman and Kenny go thru so much only for Kenny to still have the same opinions of Cartman in s9 #they’ve taken on this weird new role where Cartman takes it upon himself to console kenny in addition to stringing hm along in his schemes #ohh but as much as i’ve said that kyle sees good in cartman and wants to be the one to help see that goodness come to fruition #it’s also try that as of s20 Kyle’s been disillusioned #he told heidi ‘Cartman will never change’ and I think that was a wake up call for himself as much as it was for heidi #when cartman gave up the pangolin all kyle said was ‘i don’t believe it’#when cartman said he converted kyle refused to give cartman a chance even at the end of the special #s7 kyle would’ve clung to the promise of cartman changing with rosy eyes full of hope #that hope for cartman ain’t dead but dormant rn. the heiman arc rly burnt him out #Cartman get off ur ass and win Kyle back pls he’s so done w/ u rn my guy he will Nope himself out of stories now so he won’t deal w/ u #(kyle’s absence in streaming wars was rly felt)#wait in streaming wars kyle had a ‘he can change 🥺’ moment when he went ‘🥺’ for cartman when talkin abt the surgery #he was on everyone’s case abt the surgery he was on top of managing cartman’s boat building quality #but yeah cartman ended up taking the money for himself and. now we’re fuckin back to square one :))#although i’d say in streaming wars cartman didn’t withhold the deets on the surgery on purpose. he didn’t know what was going on #when he went to talk to the guys and he was genuine.#ANAYWAYS FUCK OK STOP TALKING EPSERANZA GOD

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canigetanuwu · 21 days ago

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Forty something episodes in and they finally said I love you screaming crying foaming at the mouth rn

#yes this is about malevolent #finally decided to catch up #im so obsessed with john and arthur and their little relationship #probably gonna catch up completely later this week #:)#malevolent #<3

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rui-drawsbox · 1 year ago

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It’s been a while cuz I got struck with every status effect known to man but I can write again. So it is time for episode five :):):):)

K so Mika ain’t doing too hot (ehe perspective shift from where we left arashi)

he is running, and I mean running like hell, running like anyone should be if a scary ass magical knight is chasing you with a pointy object

so he’s crashing through trash cans, jumping over fences, rushing through bushes, ya know, desperately trying to escape and keep his identity hidden

so this chase has been going on for like thirty to forty five minutes at this point (ample time for Arashi to get finished with her clean up work, so she’s on her way home rn)

and Mika finally turned enough corners that the magical knight isnt, so he can finally transform out of his puppet master outfit and hide as a civilian

Though he’s really ruffed up + he doesn’t want to potentially lead the magical knight to Shu if he’s still being chased, so he can’t go home <<33 or go to Nazuna’s house

so he decides to hide out for a bit

anyways it’s about to start raining so he scraps that plan

We cut to arashi who is in her room putting her personal items from school + track away, when she hears a knock at her window (it sounds like the doll from before btw, sound design would use the same sound effect)

she gets startled for a second but when she sees Mika on the other side of the window she chills out

she let’s him in and as soon as she takes in his appearance she starts fussing over him

cuz A. He looks rough, B. His clothes are really roughed up, & C. He’s soaking wet.

she gets him warmed up and takes care of him

they talk for a bit, it’s mostly Arashi asking him what’s going on and Mika dodging and deflecting questions

Arashi asks if it’s anything about Mika’s home life and Mika immediately jumps to defend Shu

to which Arashi is like “you live with him?” (Insert every possible horror story ever scrolling through her mind simply because of what she’s heard from Shu)

and Mika is like “yeah”

(he’s about to drop the orphan bomb) (But when I say orphan I don’t mean his parents are dead or he was abandoned, I mean he just doesn’t have parents)

Anyways Mika is about to feed Arashi the lines he’s been given by Shu in case his lack of parents is ever questioned (lying time) “I’ve lived with Oshi-san since my parents died.”

Anyways Arashi reacts like a normal person, upset, sympathetic, and concerned, and Mika brushes that concern off by being like “I prefer it this way :)” while Arashi is even more like “:( I’m really sorry about that”

Arashi decides to switch the subject because things are getting mad uncomfy

so she asks him to join their friend group for Karaoke on Friday (canonically it is Thursday so that would be the next day)

Now, he isn’t showing it but Mika is actually really excited

he at first, politely declines, but after thinking for a moment he is like “well, maybe” before ultimately settling on “I’ll go if I get permission from Shu :)”

this response really doesn’t help his case from earlier about his home life.

but arashi lets it slide with a weird look and then an “ok :]”

this girl deals with too much, she is just letting shit happen at this point cause she just wants to exist in peace.

anyways we get to watch Mika go to the apartment again after he leaves

the difference in the lighting should make the apartment look quite different, like different to the point that the audience can’t fucking tell it’s the same place. Also camera angles should be completely different.

You know those scenes in movies when a teen gets back from sneaking out and their parent is waiting for them in the dark and when they get inside the lights turn on, well this is a bit like that but the lights are on and the worried parent is just Shu, who is A.not a parent & B. Not mad, just super fucking worried

Shu has been stress baking btw, so there are like three trays of croissants on the counter.

“Kagehira, your absence caused me immense stress, I couldn’t work on the new outfits we were making because you weren’t here. You agreed to be my model and-” this is Shu’s stupid as roundabout way of saying “I was super worried and I couldn’t get on with my day without you. Please don’t worry me like that again”

Mika can kind of tell at this point cuz he’s known Shu for so long. So he just apologizes and doesn’t take what Shu’s saying out loud to heart.

they talk for a little bit about their days

He asks if he can go out for karaoke tomorrow night with friends

Shu has to stop for a moment, because, Mika… having friends, on one hand he’s happy for Mika, in fact he really really likes that Mika is growing as a person(there’s a plot reason for this), but on the other, he’s horribly jealous, the worst part is that he can’t tell where the jealousy is from. Is it from Mika having friends? Or is it from other people spending time with Mika? He can’t tell, it’s a very muddy feeling.

Shu takes a second to answer, but ultimately, he says yes.

Mika thanks him but Shu does stop him before he can head to bed.

“Seeing as you’re going out with friends, I think it would only be fitting that you wear something nice. Come, we must make you an outfit”

anyways we cut to Leo and Arashi setting up for karaoke

Ritsu and Tsukasa arrive a little bit after them

and then Mika arrives

anyways the besties gush over his outfit (it isn’t in his style yet, it’s still very much an outfit with Itsuki written all over it but it’s tailored to fit Mika and it’s really pretty, I’m thinking white Victorian shirt but cut a bit more modern + the green broach that Shu wears in his winter outfit but on Mika’s collar)

Karaoke is going well

the besties introduce Mika and Tsukasa to one another but they’re both kind of shy so their interactions are very “scared animal meets scared animal”

leo is slaying as usual

ritsu is being a little man

Tsukasa is slowly coming out of his shell

arashi is slaying

Mika is trying to figure out what music he actually likes cuz all he listens to is Shu playing the piano and his recordings of that

ritsu recommends something (horror movies bros) and mother of god does Mika vibe with it, so he starts getting into it

anyways karaoke goes on

Leo asks how Ritsu how Rei is doing cuz one of Rei’s bands song’s pops up in the recommended list and Ritsu gets mad <

anyways he starts complaining about Rei

he doesn’t stop <<33

Arashi asks when he’s gonna be in town again

Ritsu is like “in a week 😡😡”

and Arashi is like “Oh! We can all meet up, I know Adonis will be stoked to see him :)” while Ritsu is just like “yeah 😒😡”

anyways karaoke ends, no one really noticed that Mika didn’t really eat except for Tsukasa but it’s fine cuz we know how Tsukasa is gonna handle this (by asking him later 👍👍)

we cut to arashi who is about to go to sleep

when she finally does she wakes up in this weird starry dreamscape, but it’s super vivid and she’s like “huh, what? Where am I?”

Anyways, I would write more (as in another ask tonight) but I am tired, so just episode five for now. I’ve got like 6-10 planned already I just need to write em out. I’ll be back soon <<33

Can’t wait to see your take on this Rui <<<333

Hii!! Hello mrMisano from march 3rd!!!

Mika running from the random Knight that wants to beat his ass:

perfect start of chapter, i love it, 10/10

the owners of the trash cans or bushes may not love it tho 😔 imagine youre looking thru the window and see two kids in cosplay running and making a mess on the street/your front garden

ok now hear me out, i have two ideas for his detransformation: A) his outfit disintegrates into gold strings only leaving his civil look or B) he's hiding on a dark alley to the point where only his silhouette is visible, and when he steps into the light he's dressed normally, like this

man i love this man he's so damn fine (it's the choker for me)

also mika being unintentionally creepy is the best, nothing better than giving your bestfriend nearly a heart attack

and i can totally see Arashi trying her best to keep a straight face when Mika tells her about his paren'ts *badumtss* so she doesn't make it seems like she's gonna treat him any different from before :( shes so sweettt :((

btw i like Shu's stress baking but who's gonna eat all those croissants-- Mika doesn't eat, is Shu living off croissants at this point? sounds funny jasdajs

jumping to the karaoke, imagine Mika saying "oh but i only know classical music :(" when its his turn to sing and everyone just go :0 and starts recommending a bunch of songs/genres to him (that's how mika and ritsu start bonding, im wrong?)

aNyways we got into worldbuilding with Rei's band, is the same Undead, right? would that make them relatively well known or karaokes can get any song like youtube? asking as someone that has no idea how karaokes works--

and every magical girl needs a vivid dream with some esoteric background, it's like a checklist lol

aNywaysx2, that's all i got to say for the chapter 5 akdjfas, and i answered all those pending asks from months ago! yay me! now i gotta answer two more about Nazuna's weapon cuz i've seen 3 teams until now and they all got their points jsdafhas (scissors/offensive+defensive, support like a staff or smth and healing) i'll see what i can do about that lmao

#rui thinks loudly #ensemble stars #enstars #arashi narukami #mika kagehira #enstars magical knights au #(omg magical girl arashi)#shu itsuki

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ghostbeam · 1 year ago

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U know what I really thought people were crazy for being able to watch a thousand episodes of one piece but this whole time I’ve been thinking I’ve only seen a few eps of it when I just opened Netflix rn and I’ve seen FORTY TWO EPISODES

#I was like yeah Ive only seen like 11 epsidodes LIKE A FUCKING LIAR??????#that’s crazy #I get it now actually maybe it’s not that hard to watch a thousand episodes of it cause damn #ghost thoughts

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cuddlemonsterdean · 1 year ago

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I was tagged by @shallowseeker , thank you! :3

Rules: Make a new post and post a bit from your WIP

The sky is really blue, with only a few fluffy white clouds at the horizon. In front of where he’d parked his car, the corn stacks are moving softly with the wind, back and forth, back and forth. Like waves in an ocean.

There’s a windmill in the distance. The smell of wildflowers in the air. Dean’s waiting, but it won’t be long now. It won’t be long now—

A bright flash, and then thunder rolls directly above. His heart racing, Dean sits up straight, looks around. Rain is pouring in waves down the windshield, a storm howling outside, the sky low and gray.

On the dashboard, Dean's phone is vibrating angrily with a call.

"Dean?! Where are you, are you okay?"

It’s Sammy. Dean blinks at the windshield. There's so much water pouring down, everything outside looks blurry and unreal.

"Dean!"

Oh, right.

"Um." Dean cranes his head to look out the other windows. "Some field, I guess."

"What?! What field? Dean, what are you doing there?"

Yeah, that's. He was—

"...waiting."

"You—what for?"

Dean groans and blinks against the bright light as another bout of lightning splits the sky. "Stop fucking yelling, my head hurts."

There's a pause. "Are you drunk?"

"No, Sam, what the fuck. This freak storm just hit and I'm waiting for it to let up, jeez."

Instead of calming down, Sam only gets more agitated. "Dean, you said you were just gonna go on a supply run in town. You were supposed to be back over an hour ago. And now you—” He breaks himself off and then takes an audible deep breath. “Did you have an episode again?”

Dean bristles. He peers out the window once more, at the—fuck, he’s got no clue where he’s at. Trying to stay calm, he drags his free hand over his face. It comes away wet. He rubs at his eyes some more, only now notices the ache in his chest. Like there’s something heavy in there, in a way that it hurts.

“Look, Sammy, I’mma just head home now, okay?”

Dean tries for reassuring and instead lands somewhere south of brittle and scared. He bites his tongue hard to make sure no pathetic noises come out. It’s really cold in the car, he’s shivering.

There’s another long pause and when Sam speaks again, he sounds gentle in a way that has Dean's eyes well up with tears.

“Dean, should I come get you?”

It takes humiliatingly long for him to swallow the lump in his throat and answer like a forty year old man instead of a four year old boy.

They hang up and Dean starts Baby and backs her away from the field. He’s going to have to give her a real deep spa treatment at home—the sorry excuse for a road he apparently drove down is muddy as fuck. Bumpy as hell too. He whispers apologies to her the entire time it takes to get back to the highway.

The rain is still pouring but at least with the windshield wipers on, he can see better now. Can see the road signs too. He’s somewhere in bumfuck nowhere outside of Lebanon, which is—which is not where he was supposed to be, apparently.

Dean shivers again, and—right, yeah, genius move, he never turned the heating on. When he does, the legos rattle in the vents like they always do. The noise usually soothes him but with the storm outside, he can barely hear it.

The lightning has eased up, but his head still hurts like the thunder is happening directly inside it. He rubs at his dry eyes and fights the irrational urge to turn the car around.

this is a bit from my post 15x19 canon divergent destiel longfic that I've been working on for like two years now and that I'm a little over halfway done writing.

tagging... hmmm I have no idea who is working on something rn. maybe @geekout-f-t-w @curioussubjects , @carolinasacco , @luxshine ? :3

#kelpie talks #shallowseeker #tag game #thank you for tagging me!

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