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rinstaro · 2 years ago

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Tbh I don’t have an idea for this one kore, but smth horny asf with my bb time or even wild cause I’ve been having a bit of a rough time

hope ur well and thank you!!

-💫

of course, anything for you dear. this took so long!!!! sorry i’ve been so dead lately, life is tryna whoop my ass. i was playing botw and changed into the barbarian set and…… yeah. you know how it “bolsters links fighting spirit”? in my head it just makes him a lot more feral so it makes him horny too. i hope you like it! and i hope you feel better soon! i promise that these rough times will pass 🌟

cw: he’s a little mean, doggy, forest sex, reader is implied to be shorter than him, slight predator/prey dynamics, y’all are just messing around… or are you? reader has a vagina no pronouns, not proofread <3

minors do not interact.

you played with wild’s stuff all the time. he didn’t mind so long as you didn’t hurt yourself. his swords, his bows, and especially his armor. no matter how many rupees he’d spend buying you whatever clothes you wanted, you were always fascinated with his instead.

his knights armor was heavy and sturdy. his climbing gear showed off his toned arms. his sheikah armor had you drooling.

the only set you hadn’t seen on him was the barbarian armor. you always wondered about the set. the headpiece was just a little scary, so you asked him what the armor was for when it covered so… little.

“it makes me a little more…. it’s easier to fight.”

he left it at that, but it made you curious. so it made him stronger, but you wanted to see that firsthand. you asked him if he’d put it on for you to which he shied away. “i don’t think you’d like it…”

you rolled your eyes, begging him to do it, just once. he eventually caved. when he did, you immediately realized why he was hesitant to show you his armor.

he looked fucking divine.

the way it exposed the best parts of him had you salivating. you circled him, trailing your gaze up and down his body. the tattoos that manifest on his torso and legs... you wanted to taste them for yourself. “i cannot believe you hid this from me,” you mumbled. you wrapped your arms around him, tracing his skin with your fingertips. you could hear his breath hitch as you teased him relentlessly.

suddenly he grabbed your wrists, looking at you with a hardened gaze.

“i’m not sure if we should… do that right now.”

you could tell wild was holding himself back, so you decided to kick it up a notch. you dropped to your knees in front of him, batting your eyelashes when he hisses. your hands trailed down to his thighs, nails scratching the skin ever so slightly. “come on, you don’t wanna have fun? at least let me– oh!”

the grip on your wrists tightened, and you were locked in place. your heated gaze met his, and you shuddered. he looked like he was about to eat you alive. wild’s nostrils flared as he stared down at you, seemingly trying to keep himself together. he slowly leaned down, eyes never leaving yours.

“sure, let’s have some fun.”

that’s how you ended up deep in the forest, heart racing and wild hot on your trail. this was harder than you thought, but it was definitely exciting. the deal he made you was simple. just a quick game of hide and seek.

“you get five minutes. if you win, you get your way. if i win, i get mine.”

you took off as soon as he uttered the word ‘run’, excited giggles ringing in his ears as he watched you. he waited til you were out of sight, and even gave you an extra minute. after counting, he started walking at a leisurely place in the direction you took off in, grinning to himself.

sure, this was a little unfair. you didn’t stand a chance against him without the set, let alone with it. but you didn’t need to know that. you wanted to have some fun, so he’ll entertain you. wild wondered how long you’d last when he finally got you under him.

you stopped to catch your breath, hands on your knees as you panted. surely this was far enough. you'd been running at full speed for a while, and you were sure at least 2 minutes had passed. you had to have gotten pretty far.

only moments later did you hear a loud “thud” from behind you. you spun around to be met with trees and shrubs, the silence making you uneasy. your eyes scanned the area only to find nothing. probably just some animal, right? even if it was, you weren’t gonna take the chance. you slowly backed away in the opposite direction of the noise, keeping an eye out for any movement.

when you turned back to run, you were met with the hard surface of someone’s chest. you groaned, rubbing your nose before your eyes widened at the sight of your boyfriend.

“i win, right?”

you opened your mouth to protest, quickly being cut off by him gripping your chin. his hold was gentle but the look in his eyes was anything but. “l-link?” he wore a twisted little grin, as if he’d just caught his first meal in days.

“so we’re doing this my way. i’ll still give you one choice. do you want it here, or do you want me to chase you back home?” your knees buckled at his words, your mind reeling. you couldn’t even begin to speak, sputtering out nothing but nonsense. wild huffed, grabbing your wrists and pinning you face first to the nearest tree. he pinned your arms on the side of you and spoke, “don’t move.” you nodded hastily.

“you know you look really cute when you run? it was hard not to take you right there. the wait was worth it, though,” he grinned. his fingers traced your spine, his hunger only growing as he watched you shiver.

wild placed a hand over your eyes and started trailing love bites down your neck. you whined. the bites felt hard enough to leave marks, yet you could still tell he was holding back. you pushed your ass back against him, trying to rile him up.

your boyfriend growled, suddenly biting down harshly on your neck. you whimpered loudly as your arms twitched with the need to move, which didn't go unnoticed.

"look at you, still trying to be a good pet. ah, its a little late though. you've already pushed me to my limit," he snarled, landing a smack to your ass. he watched the flesh jiggle, humming contentedly. without warning, your bottoms were ripped from you and thrown to the ground. the roles were now swapped, wild on his knees before you- well, behind you.

you felt him part your folds with his thumbs, watching your sex drip with arousal. you squealed at your sudden nudity, arms reaching back to grab him. he quickly put a stop to that, grabbing both wrists in one hand. "on the tree. don't interrupt me."

you obeyed his orders, bringing your arms back to yourself and placing them on the tree. once he was satisfied with your position, he gave no warning before licking a long stripe up your cunt. you moaned shakily, the pleasure between your legs making you tremble. wild hummed, tongue swiping across your clit at a rapid pace.

he ate you like a man starved, your position not allowing you any room to squirm. you moaned his name over and over, and it only seemed to make him more ravenous. a mix of spit and slick dripped down his chin while his nails dug into your thighs. he'd been waiting for this for far too long. "l-link, im gonna- keep going, please!"

your boyfriend wasn't listening to your whines, tongue fucking you until your eyes crossed. he was doing this for him.

only a couple moments later did you gush all over his face, legs shaking in his grasp. wild didn't stop even when you whimpered for him to slow down. he made sure you were licked clean before pulling away from your cunt.

"b-babe what- oh!"

you weren't sure when he undid his belt, but you felt the head of his cock push against your folds.

"you always taste fucking amazing. be sure to give me another taste later," he whispered in your ear. his buttercup blonde hair tickled your shoulder as he leaned over you. "that wasn't loud enough for me, though. maybe i just need to be a little rougher, then you'll scream for me right?"

without another word, he pushed his cock into your cunt making your eyes roll back into your head. it took no time for you to adjust to his size, and he took no time in starting up a mean pace. the sound of his hips slamming into yours rang in your ears, every pleasurable thrusts making your head spin. one hand left your hips to grab your hair, tugging slightly. you winced, the pain sending heat right to your cunt.

"oh, you like that? squeezing me so hard— so cute, baby, thinking you could beat me," he groaned. you could only respond with loud moans, your brain turned to mush. "sound so pretty, gonna cum?" you nodded frantically in response, begging for him to keep going. he watched your cunt suck him in, your ass jiggling with every mean thrust.

"p-please, feels good!" your words slurred together, drool beginning to drip from your chin. it was too much and yet you wanted more. he was hitting your g spot with every thrust, his balls slapped against your clit, and you couldn't imagine a better way for this game of yours to end. you heard him snarl before he picked up his pace.

"f-fuck! 'm my god yes!" a few more thrusts and you were spasming in between him and the tree. wild stopped his movements, relishing in the feeling of your cunt squeezing around him. he chucked to himself as he watched you writhe. he suddenly frowned, realizing he hadn't been able to see your face when you came. oh, well. he'll just make you cum again.

wild pulled out, turning you around and staring you in the eyes. he then watched as your chest rose and fell, mouth hung open as you tried to catch your breath. the ferocity that was temporarily sated was now rising again.

you yelped in surprise when he lifted you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. your back rested against the tree as you furrowed your brows in confusion. "b-babe?"

"you're so gorgeous. how many times do you think i could fuck you til your legs gave out?" he questioned casually, a dark smile on his face. your legs clenched against him, hands coming to rest on his shoulders while he held you up by your thighs. you swallowed thickly, unable to answer. "hm? three? four? or more than that? well, i guess we'll see..."

wild never broke eye contact as he slipped his cock back into you, not even giving you a moment before fucking you at a savage pace. your back arched against the tree as you squirmed in his grasp. he pounded himself deeper into your cunt, his growls getting louder and your vision beginning to turn white. he was too much, fucking you so mercilessly and yet you couldn't bring yourself to want to stop. is this what he meant? he thought you wouldn't like this?

"l-link!"

"hm?" he answered, never faltering in his pace.

"harder!" your boyfriend's eyes widened slightly in surprise before he huffed in disbelief. you just continued to surprise him. he adjusted his grip on your thighs, leaning in so that you two were nose to nose.

"i've always wanted to see how much you could take."

#kore.writes #star.anon #link x reader smut #link x reader #loz x reader smut #loz x reader #legend of zelda x reader smut #loz smut #link smut

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colleybri · 2 months ago

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Cassian Andor taking on an Imperial garrison…

The subtle use of echoing lines in Andor (frequently right through to Rogue One) is so well done, and one example shows Cassian’s character development very clearly…

When Cassian is first being briefed by Vel about the heist on Aldhani, he reacts with horror at the news about there being an Imperial garrison nearby. Luthen didn’t mention it, and you get the sense that he might not have agreed to take on the job had he known about this extra danger . But of course, he commits and the heist is a success – of a kind.

But afterwards… he doesn’t want to do anything like that again. He wants to “win and walk away” to “somewhere warm and easy” . The irony is – his actions have helped to inspire Maarva, who refuses to leave Ferrix - while praising the actions of the “brave” “heroes” of Aldhani. She’s just indirectly praised him, and you can see that he’s delighted by a split second little spontaneous smile of pleasure that he quickly suppresses. Ouch. He’s finally done something she could be proud of, but he doesn’t want to give her a reason to stay so he has to stay quiet.

^ Awww 😞

But what’s really interesting is the editing in this masterful and moving scene. On Maarva’s words ‘If there are heroes brave enough to take on a whole Imperial garrison I’m brave enough to stick it out here” we see the flashback of 13 year old Cassian approaching the Troopers with a cudgel, revealing at long last the details of the assault that landed him in youth prison for three years and Mimban after that. The horrifying execution of Clem combined with the injustice and pain of his own punishment has not just traumatised the adult Cassian, it’s also made him somebody who will now avoid a conflict – and therefore the Rebellion– wherever possible.

‘It’s all useless… it’s better to live!’ is what he told Luthen before Aldhani, but the precise placing of the shot here is very telling.

Cassian is starting to subconsciously associate that act with bravery rather than recklessness. He hates the Empire for what they did to Clem but it has so far translated to trying to ‘live’ and ignore them as much as possible; but his teenage self wanted to fight, to get revenge. Nonetheless it was an emotional response, an impulsive act that was not thought through. This is in total contrast to the calm methodical shots of Wilmon Paak preparing the bomb at the start of Episode 12. Wilmon is balancing emotion with rationality in planning his own revenge, in an arc which otherwise is like a replay of Cassian’s own.

Later in Episode 12 Cassian hears from Brasso his mother’s last words for him - all proof not just of how much she loved him but of how much she knew him too. He does indeed now ‘know everything he needs to know and feel everything he needs to feel’. His reasoning and his emotions are now able to work together to be that ‘unstoppable force for good’. He won’t be making emotional but futile attacks like rushing armed Troopers with a stick anymore. He will think, plan, observe and react. But he will act. He is not going to walk away any more. And he’s not going to leave loved ones behind if he can help it…

…Because in a final bit of lines-linking brilliance - immediately after hearing these words of his mother, Cassian prepares to go into the hotel, via the tunnels she checked were open, to rescue Bix.

Incredulous, Brasso says: “Are you going to take on a whole garrison?”

And Cassian doesn’t verbally reply. The look says it all. ‘I’ve done it before, twice, l’ll do it again, and I’m doing it now.’

It sums up Cassian’s arc so well. From oppression, to fighting back, to running from the fight, to taking up the fight again (now an even more exact mirror of Jyn Erso’s arc too). But this time… having learnt from experience. One lesson being: teamwork matters…

…Because thanks to Brasso and the riot the Troopers are ordered out of the Rix hotel, which is the Empire’s base. Making it possible for Cassian to extract Bix, with the “Imperial garrison” deployed elsewhere. A technique so effective, it will also be used on Scarif to give Jyn, K2SO and himself a chance to reach the data files.

“Light it up …

..Make ten men feel like a hundred “

And that’s how you make a realistic hero. Cassian is somebody who learns and grows despite some bitter experiences.

Better deploy that garrison, because Cassian Andor is taking it on.

#andor #cassian andor #star wars andor #rogue one #diego luna #brasso #maarva andor #vel sartha #bix caleen #Wilmon Paak #jyn erso #orson krennic #analysis

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thefirstknife · 5 months ago

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Hi! I was wondering if you could explain the lore surrounding Saint and how he says he looked up to us? That whole time fuckery always confused me + the Vex apparently made him a tomb? What was that about? I really just have no idea what happened in Season of Dawn

Yes!

So, we should start with Osiris being exiled from the City (some time around the Twilight Gap, unclear when exactly, but vaguely at that time). Osiris packed his stuff and left to go do his research in peace; he went to Mercury for the Infinite Forest.

This upset Saint a lot and he decided to go after him. He even left a letter for him which destroys me every time:

Ship's Final Log: Osiris. I hope whatever you find in this place is worth it. My recommendation to install you as Vanguard Commander was not a gesture to stroke your ego. It was an order to stay and help the City achieve all that it could. An order you refused to follow. News of my demise will no doubt reach you late. I can already see your response—the guilt that will follow, however fleeting. I thought you had changed after Six Fronts; that seeing your people on the brink of destruction and spared from death would be reward enough to stay. To fight. I'll fight in your stead one last time.

However, note the following at the end:

To my inspiration. Your final gift to me I now send back to you. It will be good to see you again.

This was very bizarre at the time because there was no context to this. While we knew some little bits and pieces of Saint's story before, it wasn't until Curse of Osiris that we got the proper introduction.

Fast forward, Saint entered the Forest after Osiris and got lost in there. He wandered a lot, fought the Vex, eventually got them so upset that the Vex put all of their resources into constructing a special Vex Mind that was capable of draining Saint's Light. When they succeeded, Saint died in the Forest. The Vex were so impressed that they came to respect him enough to make a tomb for him in the Forest:

Finding this tomb was a quest in Curse of Osiris: links to the full questline. When we got to the tomb, we took information from Saint's body and used it to forge his gun: Perfect Paradox. The lore on it is also very peculiar, addressing someone that Saint looked up to. Again, we could only speculate at the time because we didn't have the whole story, but it appeared there was some sort of weird shenanigans here that potentially involved us, the player. Important:

All I have left is this weapon. The Cryptarchs say you crafted it yourself, built it out of scraps and Light and sheer will, inside the Infinite Forge.

We did indeed do that. But how can Saint know that and why is he addressing us? We've never met him; he disappeared into the Forest long before we existed.

It would take 3 years for this to be resolved, in Season of Dawn. In Season of Dawn, Osiris revealed that following our discovery of Saint's tomb, he went to work on creating the Sundial. The sole purpose of the Sundial would be to essentially allow entry into Saint's personal timeline and past, to find him in the right moment, and save him from certain death. Osiris tried to do this himself and failed. For some reason, he could not find the right Saint in the right moment. He begrudgingly gave up and put the Sundial away.

When it was discovered by the Psions and used for their nefarious purposes, Osiris told us about this briefly and let us give it a shot to try and find Saint. He advised against it and deemed it "an impossible task." However, unknown to him (and us), we were the link needed to make this possible.

We went in there and we found the right Saint in the right moment. We found him desperately fighting against the Eliksni on Mercury in his personal past, during the Dark Age. We met up with him and helped him win. After that, we talked to him. Saint seemed super defeated and hopeless, but Ghost then told him about the future where people are safe and showed him a projection of the City from the future. We also gave him the Perfect Paradox. Our Ghost pulled our weapon that we made and gave it to Saint.

The Shotgun you crafted in the Infinite Forge is reacting to the Sundial! An onboard transponder is broadcasting coordinates: a path through the Sundial, crossing two time periods. The prophecy blueprint you used to create the Perfect Paradox must have included this broadcast.

This was the link between us and Saint that allowed us to use the Sundial to save him in a way Osiris could not. The gun is a bootstrap paradox: it exists "out of nowhere" basically. We give it to Saint in his past and we pick it up from his body in the future and then we take it back to the past and give it to him. Saint had information needed to craft it because we gave him the gun, but we only gave him the gun because he had it in the first place.

Saint takes the weapon and we leave him in his personal timeline, but to him, at the time, we're a hero who saved him and showed him a future where the City thrives and people are safe. He kept that hope with him and considered us someone who inspired him to do better and to fight. He could never explain who we were, because for everyone else we did not exist yet: Saint only met us because we showed up from the future to meet him.

We end up going back to the Sundial to find Saint again in the right time when he's found by the Vex Mind designed to drain his Light. Only this time he doesn't fight alone and we save him, essentially changing the course of time. Saint doesn't die; we save him and he's able to stay in the Forest until we can open it from the outside years later in the present day.

Saint never forgot about us and how we saved him and gave him the shotgun. He spent his life with us as an inspiration; someone who appeared out of nowhere and promised him that one day the City will be safe and people protected. It kept him going, even when nobody really understood what he was talking about. Osiris also mentions this when we finish the quest:

In his youth, he talked often about the Guardian who inspired him. I should have guessed it would be you.

Osiris I promise that it's okay that you couldn't guess that Saint was talking about a Guardian time travelling from the future.

I definitely recommend checking out both quests for this whole thing, they're really cool, especially the ones from Dawn because they're more expansive and also Saint is alive there. But the setup from Curse of Osiris is really neat because they heavily hinted at Saint coming back since then. Both the exotic ship and the shotgun itself have lore that clearly reference Saint having already met us, a plotline that we waited 3 years to resolve.

Hopefully that makes a bit more sense!

#destiny 2 #saint-14 #ask #long post

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iliketangerines · 1 month ago

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be a man pt. 2

a/n: changed the prompt around a little sorry guys rip, but here's the link to part one

pairing: liu kang x amab!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), frotting, porn with feeling, collaring (kind of?)

you stare off into the distance, biting into a peach and letting your body relax from the day’s training

it had been a rough past few weeks: none of the champions had been able to progress in their training, almost as if stuck in a bit of a rut and it had started to frustrate you and Liu Kang

tugging at the collar of your robes, you loosen them to try and fight the heat crawling up the base of your neck and turn your head to watch the defenders on the field train underneath a different monk

Raiden fumbles up a move, causing Kung Lao to pin him down and win the fight, a victorious hand pumped into the air in victory

the monk turns his head to you and then quickly snaps his gaze away when he realizes that you are watching, his arm slightly falling down at it

as if noticing Kung Lao’s sudden embarrassment, Raiden looks over in your direction and then quickly pushes Kung Lao off of his body and rubs at the back of his neck

you bring your hand up to scratch at your jawline, fingers brushing over the fresh hickies and bite marks Liu Kang had gifted you

he left everyone a reminder that you were his and only his, and yet that hadn’t stopped the defenders from lusting over you, tripping over their feet and trying their best to impress you

it had started to frustrate you, their training now stilted and halted, and it had started to frustrate Liu Kang as well, seeing his champions fight so poorly and then to be dreaming of you

the jealousy had leaked into your personal life, possessive little touches whenever he could, lips and teeth drawn to your neck and skin at any given moment, rough thrusts and a bruising grip as he fucked you into the sheets

throwing the last of the peach seed into the bushes to be taken into mother nature, you stand up and head to the washrooms to clean your hands of the sticky residue

the day passes by slowly, and you can feel Liu Kang’s eyes burning into the back of your head as you guide Johnny Cage through the steps once more

it was a difficult move, one that involved too many twists and turns but dealt a great deal of damage if implemented correctly

you raise his foot up to stretch him into a side split into the air, and you can feel his body tremble underneath you in an effort to keep it in the air as you let go and let him try and spin and twist

he ends up on the ground once again, face planted into the sand of the training grounds, and this time he lays there for a little while, fists balling up next to his head

“again.” Johnny pushes himself up and onto his feet, and you sigh and wave him off

“no, go and get some food first. then, we will continue.” you turn away from him, allowing no argument to be made as you turn to Kenshi struggling with his own moveset

the training dummy hits him in the face once more, and he groans, pressing a hand to his cheek, a bruise no doubt forming there

“same thing. you. go eat and come back with a fresh mind.” you point a finger at Kenshi, and he grimaces, sending a glance to Johnny before looking back to you

you sigh and wave them off, walking over to Liu Kang who watches by the edge of the field, trying to observe the progress of his students, more distracted with how they stare at you when you have your back turned

“none of them are improving anymore.” you lament and complain to your lover, sitting down next to him cross-legged and placing your face into your open palm

Liu Kang only hums, squinting at how Johnny Cage steals one more glance at you before disappearing around the corner to get some food

the sun has started to set, night time filing the air and the sky with the inky black of the universe, and Liu Kang sighs

“i know.” he doesn't adds on that he knows why as well, wanting to keep you for himself a little longer, possessiveness gripping onto his soul just a little tighter

his eyes flit to your neck, bare under the darkness of the night coming up, the hickeys and his claim on you disappearing with the introduction of the moon

Liu Kang stops a disappointed huff of air from exiting his lips and stands up from his spot and holds a hand out for you to take and help yourself up

“come, let us go to bed and worry about it in the morning.” he doesn’t elaborate to you, but you don’t question it, trusting him

the next morning comes, and you wake up, the other side of the bed empty but still warm with Liu Kang’s heat

you sit up and rub at your eyes, staring at the sleep-blurry figure in front of you, and as your vision clear you blink at Liu Kang holding something in his hands

“good morning. urgh, how did you sleep?” you groan as you stretch out your stiff muscles, hearing a few cracks in your back as your bring your hands up into the air

“i slept well. i trust you did as well?” he seems nervous, but his voice is still firm and steady, only a hint of uncertainty in his voice

“i did,” finally, you lean forward to get a look at what he holds in his hands, and you realize it is a necklace, a small jade dragon pendant on the end, “is that for me?”

you smile up at him with a teasing voice, but he only looks down at you with a serious expression, lips pursed and eyebrows furrowed

steeling your expression, you bring yourself up on the bed near him and place a hand on his arm, “is everything okay?”

“yes, i am just wondering,” Liu Kang pauses and then lets the necklace hang from between his hands, “if you wear this, this would mean that you are mine…would you honor me by wearing the pendant?”

your hand tightens on his arm and you stare up at at him, and he looks nervous, eyes so solely focused on you that you might think that you were the most important thing in the world

to him, you were, his reason for continuing, to fight for Earthrealm another day, a part of his very being and his very soul

“i would love to, Liu Kang,” you turn around and slightly lean your head forward, “do me the honors?”

Liu Kang lets out a breath, a smile creeping up onto his lips as he brings the necklace over your skin, the golden metal shining against your skin as he clasps it close with warm hands

you turn around and smile, the jade and gold winking at him underneath the fire lamps, “how do i look?”

“ravishing, my dear.” he can’t stop himself as he leans down to kiss you, a hand on your shoulder, his other resting on top of your shoulder as you smile into the kiss

lowering himself down onto the bed, he continues to kiss you, obsessed with how you sigh and moan underneath him, and he groans into your mouth as you let him push you down into the sheets

your arms wrap around his neck, and your legs wrap around his waist, bringing him in impossibly closer to you

he can feel heat radiating off of him, like the slow rolls of rays off desert sands, like a warm fire after a long cold night, like the sun beaming down onto the training fields

but you don’t pull away, only bringing him in closer, your own heat drawing him in closer, and he never wants to pull away from your embrace

if he could spend an eternity kissing you, he would, the simply touch of you sending him alight, like his soul could feel you near him, excitedly flaring with you

Liu Kang only pulls back when you tilt your head back, asking for air, and he watches with half-lidded eyes as you pant for air, your face slightly covered in a light sheen of sweat, sleep clothes ruffled around your neck, the necklace gleaming on your neck

the god groans, truly you were to be his undoing, and he shifts his weight to one of his arms to bring his hand down your body

“can i…?” he asks already knowing your answer, and you nod, his hand trailing down to push down his pants before pulling down yours as well

he is embarrassingly hard from just kissing, but how could he not? when you were so gorgeous, when he made so many mistakes, you smiling and laughing and loving him despite all his flaws

wrapping one large hand around your cock and his, he pumps both you and him at the same time, leaning his forehead against his

your breath splays over his cheek, your small whines and moans echoing and replaying in his head like a broken record

one that he could listen to for an eternity

Liu Kang ruts into his hand, hips stuttering, already so close to cumming just by being near you, his greatest weakness, his greatest strength

you buck your hips into his head, hands wrapping around his neck tighter as he rubs a thumb over the tips of your cocks, and he squeezes his hand just a bit tighter, desperate to hear the cries of his name on your tongue

“mmh, Liu Kang!” you come on his hand, small spurts of your cum dripping down onto your clothing and down his hand, but he continues to pump the both of you, so close to his release

he groans at how you gasp and whine, hips jerking away from the overstimulation, but you do not push him away, only gripping onto him tighter as he strokes himself and you to completion

Liu Kang groans out your name like a hymn, and his release splatters onto your sleep wear and your stomach where the shirt had slight ridden up

the both of you pant into the air, foreheads still pressed together, and Liu kang stares at you, how you close your eyes to try and collect your thoughts and your mind

ever the beauty you, and he presses a chaste kiss to your lips as he lets go of you and him

the morning passes, and you sit by the benches, watching Johnny spar against Kung Lao, and you thumb at the pendant around your neck

none of them may stop, but now there was a permanent reminder on you to show how you only ever were to be with him, and Liu Kang hums in satisfaction

#tangerine writes #mortal kombat x reader #mk x you #mk x reader #mk x y/n #mortal kombat smut #mk smut #mk1 x reader #mk1 x you #mk1 x y/n #mk1 smut #liu kang x reader #liu kang x you #liu kang smut

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j2spntranscripts · 1 month ago

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☆ 2008 LAcon J2

Official name: Creation Entertainment's SALUTE TO SUPERNATURAL (Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki on stage) Location: Marriott Los Angeles Airport, Los Angeles, Cal Time: Sunday March 30, 2008, 12:20 PM-1:00 PM (GMT-7) Panelists: Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki Last episode: 3x12 "Jus in Bello"- 2/21/2008 Next episode: 3x13 "Ghostfacers"- 4/24/2008

Question Index: FR1- Panel Transition 1a- Late Happy Birthday (Jensen) 1b- 2x21 vs 3x11; Best Death 1c- Thoughts on Thirty (Jensen) 2a- 3x01; Seventh Demon’s outcome 2b- 3x01; Dean vs Lust (Jensen) 2c- 3x01; Seventh Demon’s outcome; cont. 3a- Stunts; Fight Scenes; Participation and Preparation 3b- Fav Demon killing weapon 4a- Fav word (Jensen) 4b- Least Fav word (Jensen) 4c- Fav curse word (Jensen) 5a- fav scene; 2x14; ACT FOUR, EXT. HOUSE – LATER (Jared) 5b- fav scene; 2x20; ACT ONE, EXT. WINCHESTER HOUSE- CONTINUOUS; ACT TWO, INT. WINCHESTER HOUSE- DINING ROOM – NIGHT (Jensen) +1- Continent vs Country bit 6a- Fan Request; Body Swap portrayal (Jensen) 6b- Future Projects; plays (Jared) +2- Stolen Question 7- Fashion; plans on kilts; (Jensen) 8a- fav acting medium; Mr. Rhodes (Jensen) 8b- Acting Challenges; Special Effects; 2x01 FR2- Acting Challenges; Special Effects; 2x01 FR3- 3x08; Product Placement; Creative Control 9a- 3x08; Product Placement; Creative Control 9b- fav snack/junk food 10a- Acting Challenges; Facets of Dean; fav of Dean (Jensen) 10b- fav part of Dean (Jensen) 10c- Future Projects; Directing 🔮 11a- 2x15; thoughts on playing extreme caricatures 11b- 3x10; ACT FOUR, INT. MOTEL ROOM; DREAM; thoughts on yelling at your double; Acting Challenges (Jensen) +3- stolen question part 2 12a- 3x10; ACT FOUR, LATER- EXT. IMPALA; thoughts on Dean’s domestic dream (Jensen)🔮 12ba- 3x11; ACT FOUR; Thoughts on Sam living without Dean (Jared) FR4- 3x11; ACT FOUR; Thoughts on Sam living without Dean (Jared) 12bb- 3x11; ACT FOUR; Thoughts on Sam living without Dean cont. (Jared)

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•(insomnia_geek para. 2, bardicvoice para. 42, sarah_p para. 30-31)- LA08J2;FR1- Panel Transition

“That’s when Jared came back onstage. Apparently he’d been mainlining Skittles backstage, didn’t bring any out for Jensen. They talked quietly to each other for a moment out of mike pickup and joked a bit. Jensen said that they speak in code.” �� IG

“Jared reappeared in that moment, bragging “But not as good as Jared plays Sam!”” – B

“Somewhere around this, Jared came back out, and he was EATING SKITTLES (which totally made me think of him offering to buy Papa Ackles Skittles at the AFGM intermission ;)), and didn’t bring any for Jensen. I was ALREADY IN LOVE WITH THEM. AGAIN. He and Jensen were talking really quietly to each other for a minute (Basketball scores, maybe? Can someone who was sitting closer confirm this?), and then they finished, and Jensen laughed and told us that they speak in code. Which, really, I would NOT doubt–they are just SO attuned to each other, it’s fantastic.” – S

J2’s Panel starts.

◘Jensen and Jared in LA: Best death scene- Dean or Sam? by BabyBlueSteel◘

(0:00 BBS) -introduction

Jensen: Skittles, that’s what you got?

Jared: (placing his hair on stage) Yes, sir.

Jensen: Yeah? Bring me anything?

Jared: Nope. (?All me?). (sits down)

Jensen: Of course not. Jerk. (audience laughs)

Jared: I did see (?Tigers win the first?) (Jensen: What?) from Texas (?to Utah?).

Jensen: No.

Jared: (?) half-quarter (?)

Jensen: You kidding?

Jared: Yeah, (?borrow talked into it?) (flips hair) and I wanted to whoever said- Yep.

Jensen: (to audience) Sorry, we’re speaking in code. Supernatural code.

Jared: (?Purple Michael?) dishwasher.

Jensen: (to Jared) You’re kidding? (Jared: [nods smirking] mhmm.) (dramatically to audience) It’s unbelievable. (Jared laughs. Audience giggles) Um..

◘Jensen LA SPN convention-21 J2 Panel 01-07 by DW&DW◘

Jared: [off mic] (?Where were you?)

Jensen: (to Jared) Where was I? (Jared nods) I was right in the middle of- of (gestures to audience) having everybody tell me how great I was. (audience screams, cheers, and claps)

Jared: [off mic] (?Yeah, bullshit.?) (to audience) Well done, guys. Thanks. I know you didn’t want to, but when I asked you earlier, (audience chuckles) I- I knew you would do it for me. And-

Jensen: But now they’re gonna have to go back to putting on their fake faces for you. (audience laughs)

Jared: I heard personally- (laughs)

(turns to fan on the his right) Hello.

•(0:48 BBS, 0:28 DW)- LA08J2;Q1a- Late Happy Birthday (Jensen)

Jensen: Hi.

Fan: Hi. (?)

Jensen: Now you got both of us.

Fan: Hi. (?I’m a girl?). Hi.

Jared: [nods] that’s right.

Jensen: So, watch what you say, because we might go off.

Jared: (laughs) Nothing good about Jensen please. (audience laughs)

Fan: Hi, Jensen. Happy late birthday.

Jensen: (nod) Hey, hey, yeah-hah!

Jared: (rolls his eyes and mouths while flinging his hand up) Oh my god. (Waves at fan) Hi, I’m here by the way. (audience laughs) (waves his hands sarcastically) Jensen’s here. (dramatically flings his coat closed)

Fan: (to Jared) I said hi to you earlier. (?So, don’t start?) now.

Jared hides his face in his coat. The audience laughs and then aw’s.

Jared: (to audience aws, nods) Okay. Y’all make me feel better (?at the end?). (smiles)

Jensen pumps his eyebrows and then gives the audience a thumbs up.

Fan: Anyway.

The audience laughs. But Jared, open mouth shocked, throws a hand up.

Jensen: Anyway, moving on.

Jared: (gestures to fan) There she goes again. (audience laughs)

•(1:17 BBS, 0:57 DW)- LA08J2;Q1b- 2x21 vs 3x11; Best Death

Fan: (laughs) I have a question. (Jensen: Yes.) Okay. After watching “All Hell Breaks Loose” and “Mystery Spot” you’ve both, you know, died so wonderfully. (audience laughs) Um, so I was wondering, who do think did the best death scene? Who died best? (audience oo’s)

Jared: (turns to Jensen) (?Who would be-?)

Jensen: (to fan) (makes a face) Me. (flips up hand) (audience and Jared laugh)

Fan: You had more practice- (Jared: He had more chances.) He did. Yours was a little more (?).

Jensen: I do love- I do love “Mystery Spot,” because it was such a fun episode for me. Because I just didn’t care. (audience chuckles) ‘Cause I was just dying all the time. (thumbs to Jared) Poor Jared, like, is freaking out the whole episode. (Jared laughs) He’s like, you know, getting emotional and I’m like, “Hey, buddy! Wake up! Let’s go!” (audience laughs)

Love those episodes.

Jared: (off mic) Yeah, that’s right.

•(1:57 BBS, 1:37 DW)- LA08J2;Q1c- Thoughts on Thirty (Jensen)

Fan: How does it feel to be thirty now?

Jensen: Fantastic. (Fan: Good.) (audience cheers and claps) (nods) It’s amazing.. it’s so much better in your thirties.

Some of the audience yeah’s. Jensen then pats Jared’s knee. Jared and the audience laugh. Then Jared makes a pouting face at Jensen.

Jared: My-

Jensen: (to Jared) You’ll get there one day. (Jared laughs)

Jared: I hope so.

Fan: Thank you for coming, guys.

Jensen: Thank you. (turns to his left)

Jared: Thank you. Hi.

•(1:57 DW)- LA08J2;Q2a- 3x01; Seventh Demon’s outcome

Fan: Hi. I’m Chris. (Jensen: Hey, Chris.) Uh, this question is for.. Jensen, (Jared throw his hands up) but it could be for both.

◘Jensen and Jared in LA: questions about Magnificent Seven by BabyBlueSteel◘

Jared: (gestures to his right off stage) Should I just go elsewhere? (audience no’s) (smiles)

Fan: No, actually-

Jensen: (thumbs off stage) Go eat some more skittles, pal. (audience laughs)

Jared: (makes a face) I might.

Fan: There’s two parts. In.. “Magnificent Seven” I only seemed to count six demons that you killed. (Jensen thumbs to Jared) Where’s the seventh one? (audience and Jared laugh)

•(2:19 DW, 0:22 BBS)- LA08J2;Q2b- 3x01; Dean vs Lust (Jensen)

Fan: And the second part before you get into that other one is- The second one is, you got attacked by Lust and we’re wondering how did you.. manage to overcome when you’re- you were in the water? When everybody else actually died (?in the waters?).

Jensen: Uumm… Well, if you recall just before I dunked her in the water, I had a very lustful kiss. (audience laughs)

Fan: Right. Yes.

Jensen: Um, so, I-I- I curved that appetite very quickly with that kiss and then (mimics forcefully dunking) I dunked her into the water. (Jared and the audience laughs)

•(2:47 DW, 0:51 BBS)- LA08J2;Q2c- 3x01; Seventh Demon’s outcome; cont.

Fan: So, where were the seventh demon die then? (?y’know?)

Jensen: Um, you know, (looks at Jared) I- that’s a good question. I thought there were seven.

Jared: I thought there were seven.

Jensen: (looks to the audience) Can anybody else, uhh.. No? (nods) Good. (makes a face) Thanks for coming. (audience laughs)

Jared: Lust- Lust in the bathroom. There’s- there’s, um- um…

Jensen: That’s the only one I remember too. (audience laughs)

Jared: Well, there was Sloth, re- uh..

Audience member: Wrath!

Jared: Pride.

Audience member: Envy!

Audience member: Anger!

Jensen: Wrath. Pride.

Audience member: Gluttony!

Jensen: Gluttony.

Jared: Yeah, Gluttony was there.

Jensen: Sloth.

Audience member: Anger!

Audience member: Envy!

Audience member: Jealously!

Jared: Envy was the main guy. Envy was the guy we exorcised (Jensen: Yeah!) and she killed.

Jensen: (to fan) There should have been seven.

Fan: Well, there was only six bodies from what I-

Jensen: There was only six bodies?

Fan: Yeah.

Jared: Oh, okay. Good. (points to fan) Because of the end scene Bobby says, I think- I think the w- “I think the girl will make it,” (nods) or something like that.

Jensen: Oh, that’s right, one of- one of the- (Jared: One of them wasn’t.. killed.) the bodies didn’t die.

Audience member: (?Two right?)

Jared: (looks at the audience)Two of ‘em.

Audience member: Two survive.

Audience member: The big guy and the (?) survive.

Jensen: (holds up two fingers)Two of the bodies didn’t die. (audience laughs)

Jared: (points to audience member) Yeah, you’re right. (laughs then taps Jensen’s arm) Let’s hand our mics away because I think they don’t want our- (Jensen chuckles, shaking his head)

(nods to the audience) Y’all guys. Yeah.

Jensen: (turns to his right) Hi.

•(3:40 DW, 1:44 BBS)- LA08J2;Q3a- Stunts; Fight Scenes; Participation and Preparation

Fan: Hi, guys. (Jensen: Hi.) (?It’s been real?). How’re you doing? (Jared: Hi.) Um, question for both of you guys. Um, do you ever do your own fight scenes? And, if so what kind of preparation.. or training.. do you have?

Jensen: Yes and none. (audience laughs and oo’s. Jared laughs.)

Jared: I think (looks at Jensen) we do all of our own fight scenes but they’re also (looks at fan) by.. stunt.. uh, actors who.. do the more intense.. part of the fight scene.

Jensen: You know, like- like, when you see one of us, you know, flying into a bookshelf, or, (Jared: [nods] Yep.) you know, crash into a table (?or something?) (Jared: [nods and points to himself] (?that’s me?).), (nods and points to himself) that’s me. (audience yeah’s and laughs. Jared laugh) Umm.

No. They- they don’t- they don’t nes- they don’t even allow us to do it, just for insurance purposes. So, that’s when the stunt guys come on. And that’s why I say, you know, (looks at Jared and gestures to them both) we basically run, jump, and fall down. And those guys do the actual stunts.

Uhh, a lot of the hand to hand- hand to hand combat stuff is- is.. that’s us. And, you know, we’ll go over it that morning or the day before.. (Jared: Right.) and just kind of get a feel for it. And, you know.. we do that pretty quick.

Jared: (to fan) In some of the fight scenes we have some preparation. The first one that was he against I in “Skin” (Jensen: I loathed.) in season seven- (looks briefly at Jensen) Yeah, we had to- We came out on the weekends and we trained with this, uhm.. (looks at Jensen) uh…

Jensen: Well, no. The first one (points to Jared) would’ve been the “Pilot” when we first (gestures) see each other.

◘LA Supernatural Con: J&J's favorite weapons and more! by wfsarah◘

Jared: (nods) The first one was the “Pilot” and- (nods) Yeah, that’s right. The “Pilot” one we had loads of fight training. (Jensen: Tons.) (counts on his fingers) And then, the one we fought each other again, we also had loads of fight training.

But, since then it’s more- Since we have the basics, you sort of block it out (Jensen nods) and then you kind of rough it in. And you do it kind of half speed. And then the stunt guys get in and (swipes hand) tear the place up.

Jensen: You know, the more you do- uh, and, we’ve done it a lot. So, the- the more you do it kind of the easier it becomes every time there is a fight scene. So, it’s like.. preparation becomes less and less and less. (shrugs) But you can still get the performance out of it.

◘Jensen LA SPN convention-22 J2 Panel 02-07 (Weapon Fave word by DW&DW◘

•(5:15 DW, 0:29 W, 0:03 DW)- LA08J2;Q3b- Fav Demon killing weapon

Fan: Great. (Jensen: Sure.) And just one more thing. What’s your favorite demon killing weapon?

Jensen: (shrugs) I gotta say Ruby’s knife. (audience cheers and claps) That things awesome. (Jared: That is cool.) I just need one. (audience laughs) Other than that, you know, my trusty shotty.

Jared: I gotta- I- I gotta go.. old-old school with some of the demon things. The whole eyes, like, (?I peer?) my white eyes and you explode? That’s a- that’s kind of a demon killing. Though it doesn’t kill demons, but it’s a demon’s killing. (audience laughs. Jensen mouths what to the audience.) Thank you. (Fan: (?It’s almost?)-) I like that. I like that.

Fan: Okay.

◘Jensen and Jared in LA: Jensen's fav, least fav, & curse by BabyBlueSteel◘

Jared: (points then gets up and leaves to the right of the stage) I’ll be- I’ll be over back there. I’ll… (Audience laughs. Jensen shakes his head and then smiles at Jared.)

Fan: Thanks.

Jared: (sits back down and shrugs) (off mic) I like that.

Jensen: (shrugs, laughs, and shakes his head) I have no idea what you’re talking about, man. (audience laughs)

Jared: Lilith, in “Jus in Bello.”

Jensen: (nods) Oh, right, right, right. Okay, yeah.

Jared: I’m just saying, I don’t know. It could (flings hand up) probably kill demons. Or unalive demons. (Jensen: prob- probably.) I think that’s a (flings hand up) cooler weapon than a knife. (Jensen: Yeah.) The eyes (shrugs and stares out) and then dead.

Jensen: (turns quickly to his left) Next question. (Jared and audience laugh)

•(1:29 W, 1:03 DW, 0:24 BBS)- LA08J2;Q4a- Fav word (Jensen)

Fan: Hi, Jensen. (Jensen: Hi.) Hi, Jared, again. (Jared: Hi.) This is for Jensen, (Jared turns away and nods) because I already asked, Jared. (audience aw’s)

Well, I already asked him, so.

Jensen: (to Jared) Quit hogging all the questions. (audience laughs. Jared smiles)

Fan: Big fan of the.. “Inside the Actor’s Studio” so that’s couple of.. James.. Lipton questions for yah. Um-

Jensen: Oh, great.

Fan: What’s your favorite word?

Jensen: (to Jared) I thought she would say what’s your favorite curse word? (audience laughs)

Fan: Oh, that’s coming up.

Jensen: Oh really?

Fan: Yeah. (?Going there?).

Jensen: (laughs) This, hah, well. (looks at Jared)

Jared: (shrugs and flings hand up) I did it.

Jensen: (laughs and inhales) Uhhhhh… (audience laughs) (to fan) Just favorite word?

Fan: Yeah.

Jensen: (smacks lips) Um.. I don’t know. I’m probably changing my mind in five minutes, but right now..

Audience member: Jared! (audience laughs)

Audience member: Jared!

Audience member: Say Jared!

Jared: Augh (audience laughs) (Jensen: [shakes head to audience] No.) That’s his favorite curse word. (audience laughs)

Jensen: (to fan) Ummm, insatiable. (audience oo’s and cheers)

•(2:23 W, 1:58 DW, 1:19 BBS)- LA08J2;Q4b- Least Fav word (Jensen)

Fan: Your least favorite? (Jensen: What?) Your least favorite word?

Jensen: My least favorite? (smacks lips) Um-

Jared fakes snores and mimics slowly falling off his chair. The audience laughs. Jensen chuckles.

Jensen: Milk. (audience laughs)

•(2:26 W, 2:09 DW, 1:33 BBS)- LA08J2;Q4c- Fav curse word (Jensen)

Fan: And your least favorite question, curse word.

Jensen: Favorite curse word? Umm.. (audience giggles. Jared laughs.) (laughs to himself) mh, (flips hand) It’s probably just shit. (Jared nods. Audience laughs, oo’s, and claps)

Fan: Thank you.

Jared: (off mic) (?That’s what I said?)

Jensen: (to Jared) Is it?

Jared: (nods) (off mic) Yeah.

Jensen: Really?

Jared: (nods) (off mic) Yes. (?It’s a good one?).

Jensen: (to audience) It’s not too harsh, (Jared: [off mic] Yeah.) but you get your point across. (Jared: [off mic] Yes.) (audience laughs)

Jared: (turns to his right) (off mic) Oh, (?so we go here?).

Jensen: And now my mother’s gonna call me. (audience laughs)

Jared: I know- (laughs then mimics Jensen’s mom crying.) Uh-huh, Jensen.

(turns back to fan) Hello.

•(3:05 W, 2:39 DW, 2:00 BBS)- LA08J2;Q5a- fav scene; 2x14; ACT FOUR, EXT. HOUSE – LATER (Jared)

Fan: Hello. Hi, Jared, Jensen. I’m (?Patricia?). (Jensen: Hi.)

Jared: Notice how she said, “hi, Jared, then Jensen.” (audience laughs and cheers. Jensen shakes his head)

Fan: You’re sitting in front of me.

Jared: Just a.. Just an observation. You- Don’t need to explain. Don’t need to explain. (audience laughs)

Fan: Um, uh, okay. First question is for Jared. Um, “Born Under a- (laughs)

Jared: Once again. (audience laughs. Jensen hangs his head)

Fan: Um, one of my, uh.. favorite season trailer episodes is, um, “Born Under a Bad Sign.” (Jared: Yeah?) And I wanted to know what was your favorite scene to shoot in that episode?

◘Jensen and Jared in LA: Jared's favorite BUABS scene by BabyBlueSteel◘

Jared: Uhhh, that’s a great question. My favorite scene to shoot in that episode... was... the getting exorcised scene. It was fun because.. I was tied up, so I didn’t have to move around. (audience laughs and a catcall) (thumbs to Jensen) And they’re splashing me with water. And it was fun because then I got to do that demon thing, where I.. was like, “Ah, you think you’re cool with the.. Devil’s Trap,” and I made the ceiling crack? That’s like- (turns to Jensen, nodding and flings his hand up) See, I like the eye thing. (?I knew I like that thing?).

Jensen shrugs. The audience laughs. Jared turns back around while Jensen wide eye stares away from him and then rolls his eyes. The audience laughs louder.

Jared: Um, it’s fun-

Jared slowly turns back to look at Jensen, but Jensen looks away. Jared turns back, but quickly looks back at Jensen and Jensen looks back and pumps his eyebrows, smirking. Jared turns back to the fan and laughs. Jensen chuckles to himself.

◘Supernatural LA Con: Jensen talks about ep what is and... by martithabonita◘

Jared: So, I like that. I like that whole sequence up in Bobby’s house, from getting exorcised to getting (thumbs to Jensen) fight- in a fight with Dean, to the (mimics hit) little punch that he added at the end.

Jensen: Little? (looks at Jared) (audience laughs)

Jared: (shrugs) Well, big for you.

The audience laughs and oo’s. Jared laughs. Jensen rolls his eyes and nods. Jared turns back to look at Jensen. Jensen possibly says something, maybe “yeah,” off mic or just makes a face while chewing gum, but Jared laughs harder because it. Jensen also starts laughing.

Jensen: (to audience) (pumps his eyebrows) He liked that one. (audience laughs)

◘Jensen LA SPN convention-24 J2 Panel 04-07 (body swap Jensen by DW&DW◘

Jared: I like.

•(4:12 DW, 0:27 M, 0:07 DW)- LA08J2;Q5b- fav scene; 2x20; ACT ONE, EXT. WINCHESTER HOUSE-CONTINUOUS; ACT TWO, INT. WINCHESTER HOUSE- DINING ROOM – NIGHT (Jensen)

Jensen: Uumm, (Fan: And my second ques-) Now on to the important question, yes. (audience and Jared laugh)

Fan: Yes. Um, okay, my second question for Jen, um- (Jared: Filler questions.) it’s for Jensen. Um, my other favorite season episode is “What is and What Should Never Be.” And I wanted to know what was your favorite scene to shoot that episode?

Jensen: Uumm, (lip trills) there were a couple. Uhhh, I really like the- the-uhh, when Mom opened the door. (audience aw’s) And, um, just being- (throws up hand and tilts his head back and forth at the audience) (audience laughs) (to fan) Uh, (Jared: Dirty minds.) it-it was just really hard to play, you know? It just like it w-was a lot of conflicting.. feelings and-and that- that I had to- to-to do without.. (gestures to and from his head) saying really anything.

Um, I also really like the scene (points at Jared) between he and I, uh, in the.. the dinning room. Because it was the first time sss- It was really the first time ever.. that.. I’ve had to do a scene with him.. (points at Jared) and he wasn’t.. who he normally is. (Jared: Right.) Uhm, (?Fan?: Mhmm.) all the (moves his hand back and forth), you know, the quick banter and the, you know, just the- the energy that I wo-ub, you know, we normally like have in the scene was completely gone because (points at Jared) he couldn’t react normally (points to himself) to me because I was the brother that, you know, was a, um- a mess up and, uh, you know, just a load of crap.

And- and he didn’t really care about.. me, in that scene. And so... to play against someone who I’m so used to having a certain dynamic with and having him not giving me (hand swipe) anything back was really, (wide eyes and flings hand up) really interesting to me.

Jared: That was. That was hard to do. I remember we were both-

Jensen: (points to Jared) You- you were- ee- I mean, (nods) it was difficult.

Jared: (?losing my mind?) because I wanted- Kripke to had to keep on with me in that scene in the dining room when he pulls me aside. I kept on having- I kept on clicking back to the (thumbs to Jensen) rapport that we usually have on screen, which is that brother-brother thing. But, Kripke’s like, “No!” We kept going back to, you know, you know and love Dean. (Jensen: Normal world, right? [nods] Yeah.) This is somebody you don’t know. And he’s like, “You don’t hate the guy. You just don’t know him. He.. up and left and he’s kind of a.. loser. He doesn’t do much. And you just never known the guy.”

And so, that was so hard. And that was like, “I don’t know if I could do that.” (Jensen nods) It was so tough. It was kind of sad. How sad is it that, I watch that episode and I’m like, “Aw, how sad. He has a normal life.” (audience and Jensen laugh) (?Did everybody call that?).

Jensen: (shrugs) Well, you know.

Jared: That’s a- that’s…

Jensen: So- (gestures to fan) Yes.

Fan: Well, thank you (Jared: Thank you.) (?I mean, uh,?) thank you for making the best show ever.

Jensen: Thank you. (audience cheers and claps)

Jared: Thank you for asking me your question first. (audience laughs. Jensen turns to his left shaking his head)

•(2:31 DW)- LA08J2;+1- Country vs Continent bit

Fan: Hi, Jensen. (audience laughs and oo’s.)

Jensen: Hi. (nods) Hi. (nods)

Fan: (?Thanks? or ?And?) Jared. Umm, oh, my question is-

◘Jensen and Jared in LA: Jensen being Sam! & Jared in a play? by BabyBlueSteel◘

Jared: Whatever. (turns and waves off his hand to fan) Whatever. (audience and fan laugh) (gestures to the fan on his right) Next- next (?please? or ?victim?). (Jensen tilts his head back and smiles) (turns back to the fan on his left) (audience laughs)

Fan: Again, my name is Asia. (Jensen: Hi.) Thanks again- (Jared: Not like the continent.) Huh?

Jared: Not the cont- Not the country.

Fan: Not the conti- the country. Got it. Right.

Jensen: (leans to Jared) Continent.

Audience member: Continent.

Fan: Yeah.

Jared: Country. (audience laughs)

•(2:51 DW, 0:51 BBS)- LA08J2;Q6a- Fan Request; Body Swap portrayal (Jensen)

Fan: My first question, (Jared: Countryinent.) Jensen. (Jensen: Yes.) (Jared flings his hand out) (to Jared) Stop saying country. (Jared: (?essentially?)) (audience and J2 laugh) Um.. someone else asked Jared the question earlier, but I wondered if-

Jared: (holds his hand up) Oh, I see. Okay. Yeah, yeah. You guys have fun. (audience laughs) (laughs)

Fan: I was- I was wondering is, um, they did a body swat- swap episode, (audience woo) what exactly would you do to portray Sam and could you give us-

Jared: Probably look at himself a lot. He’d be like this.

Jared wiggles in his seat and smooths his hands down his body. Jensen slowly turns and looks at Jared. Jared immediately gets up from his chair and walks away laughing. The audience laughs, claps, and cheers. Jared walks back and shrugs, nodding at Jensen. Jared begins to take off his coat one shoulder at a time. The audience laughs, claps, and cheers. Jared shrugs his coat back on, laughing, and then sits back down.

◘Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki by Fabi Almeida◘

◘Jensen imitating Jared as Sam by IY◘

Jensen: (to audience) Don’t encourage him. (Jared throws his head back laughing and claps his mic)

Fan: I was gonna ask you to demonstrate-

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Jensen: (to fan) Continue lovely. (audience, fan, and Jared laugh)

Fan: I was gonna ask you to demonstrate. So, you would give us a little (?flavor of him?).

Jensen: A body swap with, uh, (points to Jared) (Fan: Yeah.) Jumbo, here? (Fan: Yes.) (audience and Jared laugh) (points to Jared) You want me to imitate him? (Jared: [off mic] Oh!) (Fan: Yes, please.) (gets up and shakes his head to the audience) Gladly. (Jared laughs. The audience screams and laughs) It would be something.. something about like this.

◘LA Supernatural Con: Jensen doing his Sam impression by wfsarah◘

Jensen puts his mic down on his seat and then steps away from his chair. He hunches over and places both hands in his pockets. He looks up squinting with pursed lips and begins to walk forward looking around. The audience laughs. Jared throws himself forward laughing. Jensen’s steps get more and more exaggerated as he walks off the front right corner of the stage onto the autograph tables. Jared throws his head back and laughs.

Jensen turns around to face the crowd with his shoulder line to his ears before he starts his walk back to his seat. Audience members scream. Jared and the audience laugh. Jensen begins to violently nodding before he reaches his seat. Jared is wiping tears from his eyes and then holds his hands out and shakes his head. Jensen turns around, scratches his nose, bows to the audience, and then sits down smirking. The audience claps and cheers. Jared claps his mic, nodding and says “Alright. Alright,” off mic, then laughs some more.

•(1:58 BBS, 1:00 DW, 0:34 W)- LA08J2;Q6b- Future Projects; plays; A Few Good Men (Jared)🔮

Fan: Thanks for that, but I do have a small question for Jared.

Jared: (?Do, we?) (laughs)

Fan: Um, someone asked earlier if Jensen would be doing anymore plays on stage. Any ideas for you to do any?

Jared: Uh, me? (Fan: Yeah.) (thumbs to Jensen and laughs) Not if I look like that. (Jensen and the audience laugh) Um.. (laughs) I’d love to. I saw Jensen do that play. He-he.. kicked ass. (audience yeah and woo) And, uh, it was exciting (?to see him? or ?and for him?). (audience cheers and claps)

(gestures to audience) And, I don’t know if any of y’all guys got a chance see it, but I know we had people who seen it before. But, it’s really exciting and I was sitting there watching and my heart was beating so fast. I was like, “Dude, he doesn’t get any second takes.” Like, it hit me hard. (Jensen nods) Because, I did plays in high school and stuff, but this is in front of.. major paying audience. It’s a huge.. theatre, you know? Housing some big.. names.

Uhm, so I’d love to do it, but h-h-hopefully, um.. my career keeps going this way and I-I- I keep on.. working and establishing.. enough of a name for myself in this business, so I can.. afford to do a play (Jensen nods) in, you know, however- (squints and flips up his hand) Does that make any sense? (Jensen: No.) (Fan: Yes.) (audience laughs) (turns away nodding) No, okay. (turns back) (?Jerk?)

Fan: So, no (?Equus?) in the.. near future?

Jared: Not in the near future. I’d love to do a play at some point in time. (nods) But, I can’t foresee (gestures) in the near future.. given the chance to. (nods)

Fan: Well, thank you, and thank you for doing everything you do. I love the show.

Jared: (claps leg) Thank you.

Jensen: Thank you. (Jared and audience clap) (turns to his right)

Jared: Hello.

•(2:24 DW)- LA08J2;T2- Stolen Question

Fan: Hello. I can’t believe she stole my question. I’m pretty sad. But, um-

Jared: Next question. (turns to his left) (fan chuckles and audience laughs)

Jensen: (turns to his left) Next.

Fan: (?still have one?), uh, for Jensen. (audiences oo’s and laughs) Do you know- I-I asked you-

Jared: What was- Who was your question to?

Fan: Uh, what?

Jared: Uh, the stolen one.

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Fan: Uh, it was for Jensen. (Jared looks out and thumps his mic down on his leg. audience oo’s and laughs) It was the same question asked (?right after that other one?). And, uhh, (?forgive me?) (?).

Jared: (scrunches his face) Stupid questions.

Fan: Uh-

Jensen: What was your brilliant question? (Jared and audience chuckle)

•(2:50 DW, 0:11 BBS)- LA08J2;Q7- Fashion; plans on kilts (Jensen)

Fan: Um.. Do you plan on wearing, uh, a kilt anytime soon? (Jared laughs, then nods. Audience laugh and claps) It really is.. awesome.

Jensen: (to audience) Let me rephrase that. (to fan) What’s your odd question? (audience and Jared laugh) (Fan: (?it’s my favorite?).)

Umm, (to audience) I- As some of you may know I wore, uh, a kilt in, uh-uh-uh, “10 Inch Hero.” (audience woo’s and claps. Jared nods) And.. (holds a hand up) Which was part of the character. (audience laughs. Jared looks down and smiles) It’s not something I do on a day to day basis. (audience and Jared chuckle)

Umm, (to fan) my answer would probably be no. (audience and Jared laugh.) Uh, unless, you know.. (shrugs, shaking his head, then looks at Jared) unless it’s Halloween, you know what I mean? (Jared: [nods] [off mic] Yeah.) Yeah, okay. (turns to his left then back to fan and shrugs)

Fan: (?Yeah, okay.?) Thank you.

Jensen: Sorry, (flings hand up) I didn’t have a more interesting answer for you. Like, “I’m wearing one right now, underneath.” (audience laughs. Jared smiles) “I just took it off.” (Jared says something off mic) Yeah. (laughs) “I just changed. It’s what I sleep in.”

The audience and Jared laugh. An audience member lets out a loud woo. The audience laughs. Jensen had turned to his left, but then slowly gives a face to the audience. The audience laughs harder.

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Jensen: (smiles and tilts his head) Okay. (briefly turns back to his left) (Fan: Uh-) (to Jared) Apparently we have a.. from some- from- someone from Scotland here. (audience laughs) (turns back to fan on his left)

•(3:51 DW, 0:11 DW)- LA08J2;Q8a- fav acting medium; Mr. Rhodes (Jensen)

Fan: Uhm, I actually have two questions and Jared can have the second one. So it’s.. (audience oo’s, aw’s and laughs. Jensen bobs his head and smirks) Sorry, Jared.

Jensen: Yes. (Jared is looking down, sad-frowning)

Fan: We didn’t have enough time to finish our questions with Jensen, so you’re finishing us up.

Jensen: (to Jared) Yeah. (nods) (?Just saying, man?).

Jared: Alright, fine.

Fan: Alright, um, so, you just had the opportunity to act on stage and you’ve done film and television before. What’s your favorite medium and why?

Jensen: Umm, (lip trill) ..I’d have to say that, uhh, of all the jobs I’ve had probably the, like- I’d say my favorite.. would have to be (Jared: Days of Our Lives.) (audience laughs) half hour- (laughs)

Jared: (?Sell out?), but Days of Our Lives.

Jensen: Would have to be half- a half hour sitcom. Uh, I did- I did a show. It’s like the first thing that I did when I moved to LA. It was, uh, a show called, “Mr. Rhodes.” And it was a half-hour sitcom on ABC.

But, the great thing is.. you-you rehearse all week.. and then you preform in front of a live audience. So, it’s basically the best of both worlds. You get TV and you get, you know, uh, theatre. Um, so you get that-that kind of immediate, uh, gratification from an audience, but you also have the ability to go back and redo it if it messes up.

So, um.. I- And (to Jared) the schedule just unbelievable. (Jared: Yeah.) I mean, (to fan) you work for three weeks and get a week off every month, are you kidding me? (audience laughs) I- (shakes head) I just, (to Jared) you know, those “Friends” people had it made. (audience laughs) (to fan) So.

•(1:33 DW)- LA08J2;Q8b- Acting Challenges; Special Effects; 2x01

Fan: And then, my second question, which Jared can answer, because it was for both of you.

Jared: Okay, I’ll answer it. (audience laughs)

Fan: Um, (Jared: If I must.) how difficult is it to imagine Special Effects like the black smoke? What kind of, um, eyeline match do you have?

Jensen: I’m glad you asked. Um, (Jared and audience laugh) (laughs)

Jared: I’ll- (bumps Jensen’s arm) go ahead and take this one. (Jensen: [nods] Alright.) It- it started out pretty tough, ‘cause you- you’re lookin’ at tape and, you know, I mean, pieces of tape, like x-marks on the box. And they’re going, “It’s a-“ you know, “It’s a demon on fire and smoke.” And you’re going, “Ahh.” You know? (audience laughs) Like, you don’t know what to do.

But, there’s been a learning curve (Jensen nods) of.. filming it and remembering how you feel in the scene on screen-

Fan: Is it like following it across- Do they like have like a pole? Do they have something-

Jared: Sometimes. (Jensen nods) Every now and again they’ll have, um, a-a tennis ball at the end of a pole. Uhm, and they’ll sort of run it around. Otherwise, uhm.. you know, you’ll- your eyes will be here (gestures off to his left) then they’ll have, “Okay,” it goes to the next part and you’ll have to look at the next part.

Uhm.. but a lot of times luckily.. they’ll.. have us.. sync it up. You know? Because we get- we get a chance to do it (cycle gesture) over and over and over again. So, I think rarely we probably get it right the first time. But, we can just do just a series of, like, you start there. Go to the next one. Go all the way there and back, you know?

Jensen: (to fan) It’s a lot- You got a lot of different factors that kind of, uh, that come into it as well, you know? Uh, in the episode, “My Time of Dying” where I run in and I see like, the- the grim reaper, like, hanging over the- the hospital bed. That was actually just an electrician with a pole and (mimics bowl) a-a bowl at the end of it, um, as an eyeline. But, they needed something- (*missing coverage)

•(insomnia_geek •30)- LA08J2;FR2- Acting Challenges; Special Effects; 2x01

“About working with special effects and the eyeline matching -- it's been a learning curve, but they've gotten better and they find it easier. In IMTOD, when the reaper was hovering over the hospital bed, Jensen was really staring at a sweaty grip with a light on a pole for the shiny reaper lighting effect. They prefer doing it in shooting, when they have something to look at even if it's a tennis ball, rather than in post, when they might have to stare at nothing.” – IG

•(insomnia_geek •31, sara_p para. 39)- LA08J2;FR3- 3x08; Product Placement; Creative Control

“The Christmas episode, they loved the kids. The Funyons are written in the script, and after the writers put it there, they have to see if they're allowed to use the product placement. Jared loves Funyons, doesn't think they had any problem getting to use those. (…)” – IG

“There were some more random questions (again, people are trying to dig into the what parts of the show are ad-libbed thing, because someone asked if they chose the food that wee!Dean brought in in 3x08), but there was a good conversation about Funyuns, and Jared and Jensen's favorite junk food. (…)” - S

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Fan: -comes in looks a bag of Funyuns and (Jensen nods) some candy bars. H-

Jensen: (to audience) Those kids loved those by the way. (audience cheers and claps) (nods)

•(0:10 DW)- LA08J2;Q9a- 3x08; Product Placement; Creative Control

Fan: Um, I was just wondering if the Funyuns and, like, the Zagnut candy bars if those were written into the script or were those stuff that you guys liked, and so that’s why they got them or?

Jensen: (to Jared) They were written into the script, weren’t they?

Jared: Yeah, (Jensen: [nods] Yeah.) I never had a Zagnuts. I-I love Funyuns. (audience laughs)

Jensen: Yeah. (nods to fan) They-they- that’s a- that was a writing- a writing call. (Fan: Thanks.) Yeah.

Jared: Also they- once again, there are many factors like.. you can’t just- uh, they must also have some sort of deal or Funyuns says (?)-

Jensen: Got to get (?airline nuts?).

Fan: Yeah.

Jared: You can’t just throw Coca-Cola and Reese’s pieces and stuff and go like, “Okay, look, here’s your M&M’s.” And M&M’s is going, “Uh, we didn’t tell you, you could use our M&M’s.” So, I guess they went out to Funyuns and had to get approve and stuff like that.

Jensen: Well, they- they write what-

Jared: It’s probably a personal favorite of mine.

Jensen: They write what they want and then they see if they can get that. And if it’s just, you know, the- uh, if it’s too difficult then they might change it to something else. But, I can’t imagine Funyuns and, uh, were too hard to get, yeah. (shrugs) So. (pumps eyebrows at audience) (audience laughs)

Jared: It’s probably like, whoever wrote it probably really loves it, you know? It’s like all the characters really have a different, uhm- in different small (?towns?), like, you know, uhhh- Who was- What was the name of- in Croatoan, um.. Bargus or something like that. It was like someone’s best friend (Jensen nods) or the writer’s best friend and they used their, you know. So.

Jensen: Yeah. All the names- (Jared: Yeah, are all-) are all-

Jared: Like, that was my first grade teacher, you know? (Jensen nods) So.

Jensen: Yeah.

•(1:22 DW)- LA08J2;Q9b- fav snack/junk food

Fan: Okay, but then on that note, do you have a favorite- What’s your favorite snack food or junk food to eat just whenever?

Jensen: (points at Jared) Anything with sugar. (audience laughs)

Jared: Don’t point at me when you s-say sugar. (audience laughs)

Jensen: Um. (looks at Jared and chews his gum and starts the jingle) Dun, Dah, Dah, Dah, Dah, Honey, Honey. (audience laughs) (exhales) (?Oh boy?).

Jared: Anything with sugar, Me. This guy-

Jensen: Uhm, (shrugs and flips his hand up) I don’t know. Whatever’s available is fine. Because I’m hungry, you know. Yeah. (Fan: Thank you.) Beef Jerky, ehh, you know? Sugar. (audience giggles) Doughnuts. (shrugs looks to his left then goes back and shrugs again) or whatever. We’re not picky.

Jared: (off mic) (?Okay,?) thank you, (?um-?)

Jensen: (turns to his left) Hi.

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Fan: Hello, boys! (chuckle) (Jensen: Hi.) I’m ap-apologizing to Jared now because I already asked him these questions. (Jensen looks at Jared) So, I’m asking Jar- Jensen first. (audience giggles) But then I have a question for both of you to make up for it.

Jared: (sighs) I’m (?okay, he can go first?). It’s what he does.

•(2:18 DW, 0:11 BBS)- LA08J2;Q10a- Acting Challenges; Facets of Dean; fav of Dean (Jensen)

Fan: So, um, this is about getting into character of Dean. Is there a certain facet of Dean’s personality that’s hardest for you to portray on screen? And on top of that, is there a certain side of Dean that’s your most favorite to play?

Jensen: Uhh, I’d say the most difficult is just his affection towards his brother. (Jared laughs. audience laughs, oo’s, and aw’s) (shakes head) (Jared pouts) I struggle with it daily. (audience laughs and aws. Jared laughs) (smiles) Uh, no.

It- um.. I don’t know. I mean, when- when you- when you play a character, uh, as- as much and as intensely as-as we do it-it-it becomes very, euh.. natural, um, to.. you know, feel or know what- how he would react or what he might do in a certain situation. (Jared nods)

Um, you know, the emotional stuff is always tough. And that’s tough for both- Uh, (Jared waves at the audience) (turns to Jared) (Jared nods to Jensen) I-I don’t know. (to fan) I think that’s tough for playing any character. Uhm, to-to, you know, figure out-

I do know that it is easier now, um, I think I touched on this before, for, eh-eh-I think (gestures to Jared and himself) both of us to-to get into a kind of emotional, uh, state.. in the scene than it used to be before we, you know, knew each other that well. (Jared: [nods] [off mic] Right.)

You know, now- I mean, back then you had to like (points to his head) think about something that would really get you worked up. But, know it’s like, you know, we know these characters so well, and we, you know, we know each other so well that we can just use each other to-to- to get, you know- to get where we need to be. So.

•(3:43 DW, 0:11 BBS)- LA08J2;Q10b- fav part of Dean (Jensen)

Um, you know, I-I- I don��t know. I think the- the part that I like the most is- is just his, uh- um, when he gets snappy and sarcastic and cranky. (audience giggles) That’s always fun for me to play. (smirks) Because then I don’t have to be in real life.

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Fan: There you go.

Jensen: Yeah.

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•(4:01 DW, 0:03 DW, 0:00 BBS)- LA08J2;Q10c- Future Projects; Directing 🔮

Fan: And, um, have either of you ever thought of maybe trying out, you know, directing an episode or helping to direct an episode or directing, you know, something that you guys enjoy or look forward to maybe doing in the future?

Jensen: (looks at Jared then back at fan) Um, it’s something I’m- I’m interested in. Um, Iii- I know that it’s, uh, you know- It’s- it’s very difficult for.. (smacks lips) our show specifically (Jared: [nods] [off mic] yeah.) to allow one of us to direct an episode. Simply because they can’t lighten our, um- you know, our load. As- as far as the ac- the acting work goes.

Um, you know, you have, uh, you know, like, uh, I’m going to use “Smallville” as an example, because Tom’s a friend of ours. And-and he’s directed a few episodes and.. it’s much easier for him because he’s got cast of, you know, nine or ten. (Jared: [nods] [off mic] Yeah.) So, they can write heavy.. other characters and lighten his load the- the previous shows so that he can prep for the next episode. And then lighten his load on the-the episode that he’s directing, so that he can concentrate on directing.

(shakes head) It’s just.. not- it’s just not that doable for our show. So, um- You know, is it- is it doable at all? I-I- probably, ‘cause you know. Will it happen? (shrugs) Depends. Depends on if the writers are willing to, you know.. go the extra mile and make it- you know, make it feasible for us. (nods)

Fan: Good. (Jared: [off mic] Yeah.) Okay. (Jensen: Yeah.) Thank you very much.

Jensen: (nods) Yeah.

Jared: Thank you. (Jensen turns to his right.)

•(1:25 DW)- LA08J2;Q11a- 2x15; thoughts on playing extreme caricatures

Fan: Hi, Guys.

Jensen: Hi.

Jared: Hello.

Fan: In “Tall Tales,” when Bobby first comes and you guys were recounting your views of each other at the.. bar. Did you guys enjoy playing kind of, like, extreme.. (Jared: I hadn’t been.) caricatures (audience giggles) of yourself? Like, you were.. really nerdy. And (Jared: Yeah.) his.. was hitting on girls.

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Jared: (nods) I loved it. I thought it was (?good, because-?)

Jensen: I did too. (audience and Jared laugh)

Jared: Yeah, I thought it was fun. I knew it was gonna be.. um, really funny sequence, because reading the script I was laughing out loud. You know, lot of times when I read the script I’ll kind of go, “huh,” you know? (Jensen smiles) Or, “Oh, that’s going to be funny.”

But, I was reading the script and just laughing. I was like, “Man, even I can’t mess this up.” (chuckles) (audience laughs) Because I was, “Alright, let’s go at it.” It was- It was a- it was a lot of fun. (turns to Jensen) (Jensen nods)

(to fan) The whole episode was a lot of fun, you know? We like those. We really enjoy the- um, we do. (slight turn to Jensen and flips hand) I know I do and I know (thumbs to Jensen) he does enjoy the kind of lighter moments of Supernatural. I mean, it can be so dark and so ominous so often that it’s fun to.. get a scare but also get a laugh, you know? (nods) (Jensen nods)

•(2:23 DW, 0:45 BBS)- LA08J2;Q11b- 3x10; ACT FOUR, INT. MOTEL ROOM; DREAM; thoughts on yelling at your double; Acting Challenges (Jensen)

Fan: Yeah, then I have a quick question for Jensen.

Jared: mhm. (nods then snorts and then leans back) (audience giggles)

Fan: Um, in- I forgot the name of the episode. W-Where you guys went through the- uh, like, Bobby’s dream, like the (?living room?)- (Jared: Dream a Little Dream?) (Jensen gestures to the audience. Audience answers “Dream a Little Dream”) “Dream a Little Dream,” yes. (audience laughs. Jensen smirks.)

Um, what was it like yelling at yourself? Like, you enjoy- like, did you enjoy that (?acid trip?)-

Jensen: That was a really, really hard scene, umm, I’m being serious. That-the-the- the director, uh, I love to death, his name is Steve Boyum. Um.. you know, he had- he had somethings in mind they wanted to do during that scene. And, um, you know, when you’re dealing with a television schedule sometimes it doesn’t always allow for the (hand quote) artistic shot to be done, because you got to get your basics. I mean, you gotta, you know, essentially cover your ass otherwise your-your- your gonna, you know? The network is gonna come down on you.

So, ee- doing that, you know, I had to play, um, I had to play one side of the scene.. uuhhm, a certain way and (shakes his head and slaps his leg) (to Jared) God bless him, I can’t remember his name, but the-the- (to fan) the guy who stood in for me (Jared nods) on the other end, um, knew all of my lines, (Jared shakes his head) backwards and forwards. And I was so impressed with him. Um, and (scratches his head) I’m killing myself to think of his name.

Jared: (?It was a big scene?). It looked like a five or six (Jensen: [nods] Yeah.) (?scene was it?)?

Jensen: And, you know- But at the same time I couldn’t tell him how I wanted to play the scene. I couldn’t be like, “Listen, act just like me.” (audience laughs) So, I had to remember in my head how I was going to be delivering those lines to me and then react off of the way how I was thinking about those lines- (closes his eyes and shakes his head, holding his hand up) It was very confusing and it was very difficult. And it was very challenging, so, you know, at the end of the day I was like, “Phew, mark that off the list.”

But, uh- and then I think the most difficult thing was the, uh-um- I had to.. get into the demon- Like when I get shot, and the blood all over my face and put the- the eyes in and- (shakes head) and I gave that weird voice, which I don’t know where that came from. (audience laughs. Jared snorts) Um. And then I had to get all cleaned up and go back into the scene and do another take of, (Jared: Oh god.) like, only because- because he wanted- he had time to get that kind of (hand quote) cool double cut shot.

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And so, by then I was just like, “Steve? This better be the most un- This better win you an Emmy.” (audience laughs then claps. Jared smiles) (shakes his head then nods) Yeah. Thank you. (turns to his right)

•(0:37 DW)- LA08J2;T3- stolen question part 2

Fan: Hi, guys. My name is Erica, uh, (?that’s the way’s it’s pronounced?). (giggles)

Jared: Ah.

Jensen: Hey, hey. (?Big D?).

Fan: Um, she took my question. I was gonna ask Jensen what it was like to act with a Jensen Ackles guy, but (Jared and audience laugh. Jensen nods his head) she stole my questions.

Jensen: And of course you have a backup question?

Fan: No, I don’t.

Jensen: Fantastic. (Fan: But-) Thanks for coming up. (Fan: No.) (audience laughs) (laughs)

•(0:57 DW)- LA08J2;Q12a- 3x10; ACT FOUR, LATER- EXT. IMPALA; thoughts on Dean’s domestic dream (Jensen)🔮

Fan: I’m a smart one. Um, inn “Dream a Little Dream” (Jensen: Yeah.) Dean has to.. go into his dream and he looks at the character Lisa, who he liked, um, who thought Ben was his kid. (Jensen: mhm, mhm.) Um.. what do you think about Dean’s longing to have that family?

Jensen: Umm.. (smacks lips) You know, I-I think it’s- it’s written in the d-that- it’s something that he longs for, you know? It’s-it’s- I think that, you know, you saw obviously first.. season, uumm, his drive.. and his intent on having that family.. reunited. You know, (gestures to Jared) getting him, finding Dad, and having everybody together and how much that meant to him.

So, you know, it’s something that he never had. And he sees it and I-I think that there’s envy there, but at the same time I think that he knows that he could never- (shakes head) He could never settle into something like that. He’s seen too much and done t-so much that it just- it’s kind of irreversible.

Um, so, it’s-it’s more of a.. longing sadness than something that he really yearns for. (nods) Yeah. (Fan: And-) (to Jared nodding) That’s a pretty good answer wasn’t it? (audience laughs)

Jared: Pretty good. I’m (?fucked?). (?I’m like-?)

Jensen: I might- I might write that down. (Jared laughs)

•(2:08 DW)- LA08J2;Q12ba- 3x11; ACT FOUR; Thoughts on Sam living without Dean (Jared)

Fan: Jared, in “Mystery Spot,” playing Sam has to live without Dean- (*missing footage)

•(insomnia_geek •37, bardicvoice para. 60, sara_p para. 41)- LA08J2;FR4- 3x11; ACT FOUR; Thoughts on Sam living without Dean (Jared)

“In Mystery Spot, we saw Sam without Dean, which was not good. He really was like John. Sam was tough, but it was tough to play him like that. He had a time finding how to act without Dean, because they really are a double act. He commented on the bullet scene, poking around the fake chest prosthetic and pretending to sew it up, and the fake skin was peeling around the edges and it looked really gross. Said the whole thing could make you nauseous.” – IG

“Responding to another question about Mystery Spot, Jared volunteered that the scenes of life without Dean were really hard, that it had been like having a whole new character to play because of how different Sam became. He said that it had been hard to put himself into the whole place of “my brother’s dead, this is Supernatural without Dean,” and it was hard. (He pretty much ran out of adjectives and just reverted to adding emphasis …). On a practical level, he said that the scene of Sam pulling the bullet out of himself was hard in a different way, because he was fitted with a chest appliance covering his own skin, and it felt weird to look in the mirror and poke into it to pull the bullet out and then sew it up.” – B

“Jared talking about Dark!Sam in Mystery Spot was awesome. He specifically mentioned the scene where he had to take the bullet out and sew himself up, and that there was this fake chest prosthetic piece, and having fake skin peeling around the edges made him nauseous, and then Jensen jumped in with "that was his real skin," and Jared was all "I'm just that good." MAN.” - S

◘Jensen and Jared in LA: dark Sam in Mystery Spot, panel end by BabyBlueSteel◘

•(0:00 BBS)- LA08J2;Q12bb- 3x11; ACT FOUR; Thoughts on Sam living without Dean cont. (Jared)

Jared: -Real life, you know, but, um-

Fan: Kind of scary. Kind of like John.

Jared: Yeah. Yeah he kind of had to get a hard ass, you know, all down-to-business. And when he’s pulling the bullet out of himself, which is a tough sequence to shoot. (audience woo and clap)

Yeah. (nods to audience) They had that little thing. Like, they put me in a body cast, you know, so it’s all this.. (gestures around his torso) mesh. And you’re sitting there and you’re kind of (mimics digging for the bullet) trying to find the bullet. And you can see the fake skin (makes a disgusted face) coming off and (shivers and shakes hand) it kind of makes you nauseous. (audience chuckles) But, uh-

Jensen: (to audience) That wasn’t fake skin. (nods) That was actually him. (audience laughs)

Jared: Yeah, that was actually me. I’m that tough. But, um, it was really tough.

Jensen: Soo, method this guy.

Jared: Yeah. (nods and laughs) I commit.

Jensen: Daniel Daniels who?

Jared: Yeah, who? (audience laughs) Never heard of him.

Fan: Thank you, guys.

Jensen: Thank you.

Jared: Thank you.

(0:36 BBS) -Closing

Jensen: And, uh, I guess (leans forward and looks off stage to his right) is that, uh.. (Jared looks to his right) Is that- is that it? That finishes this sequence of events. (Jared claps)

Jared: (to audience) Thank you guys (?and then?). (audience claps and cheers)

Jensen: (to audience) Thanks everybody.

◘Jensen LA SPN Convention-02 (end) by DW&DW◘

◘Supernatural LA Con: Jared & Jensen leaving stage by martithabonita◘

◘Jensen/Jared leaving by IY◘

Jared stands, clapping. Jensen gets up from his chair and picks up Jared’s pigtail bts photo from the floor, while Jared goes off to the right of the stage and exchanges his mic for a silver sharpie from a creation employee. Jensen follows suit. Jared and Jensen then sign the convention wall poster on the right of the screen. Jared signs under his face and Jensen signs next to Chad’s face.

Jared finishes first and then moves to the left one and starts jumping to try and reach closer to his printed face, making the crowd laugh. Jared settles for signing above Fred’s face and Jensen sided to the other side underneath Dean’s face. The boys hand back the sharpies to the creation employee and then start their walk off stage.

?Adam Malin?: Jared and Jensen and Jared!

The audience claps and cheers. The boys wave at the crowd as they leave towards and behind the curtains, signaling the panel’s end.

#spn #supernatural #jared padalecki #jensen ackles #spn con #spn transcript #lacon 2008 #2008

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thursdayinspace · 5 months ago

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fic master post

I think I have enough fic at this point to make a master post, collecting them all in one place. Organized chronologically for now, there isn't quite enough to make categories. :)

wild side - G, 1,205 words (AO3 link)

“Hey, Scully?” “Yeah?” “What is the craziest thing you’ve ever done?” Or: sometimes being stuck in the middle of nowhere on a dark and stormy night with your work partner of five-plus years is the best possible version of events.

in conclusion - T, 3,370 words (AO3 link)

It's the middle of the night in a freezing cold motel room and they both haven't slept. The best time and place to figure out how relationships work -- theirs in particular.

time and space - M, 2,604 words (AO3 link)

Sometimes he wonders if it would be easier if she'd be gone from his life completely. Then he reminds himself: if she moved to the ends of the earth he would still want to follow her. And when she calls, he always answers the phone. Set during the revival era. They always find their way back to each other.

five ways to says "I love you" (plus one including words) - T, 4,501 words (AO3 link)

Just because something is unspoken, it isn't always unsaid. You just have to know what to look for.

sanctuary - T, 1,550 words (AO3 link)

In a world full of lies and fear and darkness, they have each other to be the light and shelter that they need. That's something to hold onto. They watch each other sleep and consider everything that means.

mend into pieces - Explicit, 1,641 words (AO3 link)

There is nowhere she would rather be than here, with him, making the biggest mistake of her life and enjoying every second of it. Every mistake made with him is greater than every win, every success, every moment of perfect joy she has ever experienced. She’ll break herself for him as he does for her. -- Set in early season 2, right after Scully's return.

travel in style - G, 1,401 words (AO3 link)

“I can’t believe there wasn’t a single room available anywhere,” Scully says, snuggling deeper under the jacket she’s using as a blanket, already sounding half asleep as she tilts the driver’s seat back into a reclined position. “Three motels and not one single bed to be found.” Mulder shifts in the passenger seat – which she had insisted he should take because of the leg room – and desperately tries to get comfortable. “That has literally never happened before,” he agrees, sliding the seat back as far as it will go. It’s still too cramped. “God, Scully, how can you ever sleep in the car? You always make it look so easy.”

from this morning forward - Explicit, 7,233 words (AO3 link)

Moving back in happens slowly. It's not a decision, it's not a plan. They've each battled their own demons, and now that the wounds are starting to heal, she's so tired of pretending that she doesn't miss him every day. After all, through the good times and the bad, it's always been the two of them, together. -- Set during the revival era.

it's the day the world didn't end - Explicit, 1,544 words (AO3 link)

The clock ticks over to the day the world doesn’t end and he kisses her. She kisses him back. It’s not a new year’s kiss, it’s a kiss more than six years in the making. -- Millennium fic.

got you covered - T, 2,419 words (AO3 link)

“Is it a bit cold in here?” He wraps his arms around himself, looking at her in her thick cardigan next to him on the couch. “The heating’s broken,” she says. “I’m sorry, I should have called you before you came over.”

words behind the meaning - G, 3,175 words (AO3 link)

He tells her he owes her everything and she owes him nothing. She knows that's not true, but she doesn't get to tell him. Life has other plans. But she knows. And once life lets her, she will tell him. -- Post-Fight the Future: they don't kiss in that hallway, but they get there eventually.

tuesday - M, 894 words (AO3 link)

They get married on a Tuesday. It just feels like the time is right. They've waited long enough; it doesn't matter that they're only just beginning to realize that.

yesterday's future - Explicit, 3,189 words (AO3 link)

They deserve to be happy. It's not too much to ask. It's something worth fighting for, something to hold onto; the light at the end of the tunnel. That is the one thing they promise each other above all else: a future where they don't have to run anymore.

spectacular - Explicit, 2,238 words (AO3 link)

They make rules, and they make them for good reasons. No kissing at work. Definitely no sex during work hours. And they would absolutely, definitely, under no circumstances ever break their own rules. (with wonderful art here)

ellipsis - Explicit, 3,758 words (AO3 link)

He's a free man again – it’s what they’d barely dared to dream. Now, she barely dares to ask him what he wants to do with his freedom. He doesn’t know.

beyond a doubt - T, 1,164 words (AO3 link)

Maybe their second meeting will be better than their first. He’s here even though the world has fallen apart. And she’s afraid. What will she do, what can she do if it’s not really him? If they have succeeded at last, destroyed him and left only an empty, Mulder-shaped hull in an awful prison suit. or: the kiss from The Truth, told in 1,000 words.

the ginger invasion - G, 723 words (AO3 link)

Mulder is sick. He never gets sick, and it's awful. It's terrible. Scully will be wondering why he isn't at work. He should call her. He just about manages to lift his head and there she is, Scully, in his bedroom doorway.

starstruck - G, 671 words (AO3 link)

"So, I guess she's sticking around, then?" Frohike asks, and Mulder looks up from . . . whatever it is Byers just put on the screen in front of him and nods. "Seems that way. At least for now." -- Mulder has a crush. The gunmen know it.

how many stars - G, 472 words (AO3 link)

"What are you thinking?" she asks, and he turns his head to the side, looks at her. "The universe," he says.

had you big time - G, 540 words (AO3 link)

"I've thought about our weekend away," he whispers against her lips, before he kisses her again. "I've had the perfect idea."

tasting raindrops - G, 385 words (AO3 link)

She laughs with him and can't look away, raindrops clinging to his lashes, water dripping from his nose -- not kissing him in this moment would defy every law of the universe.

what time do you call this? - G, 495 words (AO3 link)

He stirs as she carefully lowers herself onto the mattress and she pauses, not wanting to wake him. It's way after midnight and it's enough if one of them will be entirely sleep-deprived the next day.

distractions - G, 1,181 words (AO3 link)

He wants to ask if she’s okay, but he knows the answer to that. And she’s told him more than once that she doesn’t want to talk about it. She says she has no memory of what they did to her. Sometimes he’s not sure he believes her.

heaven and hell - T, 996 words (AO3 link)

Hell doesn’t burn. There is no pit of fire. Heaven isn’t a green garden under a cloudless sky. Everything is made of moments, and they don't happen on schedule. But often, they happen with his hand in hers.

coffee and pancakes - T, 1,881 words (AO3 link)

It’s amazing, he thinks, how quickly you can get used to things just because they feel right. It’s been no more than a few weeks since they unpacked the last of her boxes; there hadn’t been many to begin with. She had left a lot of stuff behind when she’d moved out and barely acquired new things during the time she’d been away. Everything is back where it belongs now. or: Scully has moved back in and Mulder is realizing that a home is not just four walls and a door.

no longer dreaming - Explicit, 2,626 words (AO3 link)

She refuses to do anything while he still has his arm in a sling. And while his body is straining towards her with every cell, deep down he’s grateful. All these years they’ve waited. He doesn’t want to rush this now. -- Post-millennium, they finally let themselves have what they've both wanted for so long.

home furnishings - Explicit, 5,008 words (AO3 link)

It starts with a sprained ankle and frustration about a broken chair. He knows it’s not IKEA’s fault. He and Scully have gone through a number of chairs over the years. But he thinks a billion-dollar multinational company will survive the scorn of one grumpy customer. (or: Mulder writes reviews. Mulder also loves Scully.)

#txf #msr #msr fanfic #fic #the x files

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loquarocoeur · 6 months ago

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Lestappen Masterlist

All the fic links with shortened summaries, please check full summaries and tags on ao3

Yours Verse

All independent fics with the top Charles, bottom Max dynamic . They can, but don't have to be read as the same universe

Yours (54k words)

Read the tags for kinks

Charles looks much too satisfied as Max leans back against the door, one eyebrow tugging up as he asks, “Do you want to fight?”

“Of course I want to fight.”

Charles only looks slightly amused. “Then fight.”

"Stop fucking telling me what to do!" Max yells.

Charles cocks his head. "What, because it turns you on?"

Alternatively:

Max doesn't want to like Charles, but Charles makes that really fucking difficult sometimes

Love Languages:

En Français (5k words)

Max secretly starts learning French and Charles catches him doing a Duolingo lesson and has a bit of a crisis about how Max sounds speaking French

In het Nederlands: (9k words)

Charles makes it his life's mission to learn Dutch, butchering Max's native language and breaking his eardrums in the process, but then Charles calls him schatje and Max can't handle it even a little bit

Il Calore: (7k words)

Max is melting in the Italian summer heat and Charles' way of cooling him down is to get him hot and bothered.

Down Deep (11k words)

I don't even know honestly

Settle Down (11k words)

Sometimes Max just needs a little help to calm down.

Pretty (6k words)

Charles makes sure Max knows that he is very pretty

Resolutions (8k words)

One time Max is mad, one time Charles is mad, one time they're both mad, and one time nobody was actually mad, they just needed to fuck

Sweet (7k words)

Max is an absolute brat and gets what he deserves

Red Yellow Green (7k words)

Safewords are used, feelings are had, they get through it as usual

Pushing Buttons (14.5k words)

Charles gets them a remote controlled vibrator

Vincere (10k words)

Charles wins in Monza. There are two religions in Italy, but nobody worships Charles Leclerc quite like Max Verstappen

Easy Access (15k words)

Charles fucks Max in a skirt

Fluff:

Puppy Eyes (6k words)

Leo and Charles are carbon copies of each other who team up to weasel anything their hearts desire out of Max. But turns out puppy eyes work on Charles too.

Black Cat Behaviour (5k words)

Max has no idea just how much he behaves like his cats

High Maintenance (5k words)

Charles is really high maintenance. Max is less annoyed about it than he pretends to be

Wisdom (2.5k words)

Charles definitely says some things when he wakes up from wisdom teeth surgery

The Art of Seeking Attention (6.5 k words)

Max being forced to ask for attention and hating every minute of it

The Domestication of Max Verstappen (4k words)

Charles having the girlfriend effect on Max

I Love You's (9.5k words)

Max is very bad at saying 'I love you', but he actually tells Charles he loves him all the time in his own ways

Our Dog (5k words)

Max Verstappen and the dog he said he didn't want

That random oneshot I wrote:

The Cat Conspiracy (5k words)

Charles comes over one time and the cats decide they like him better than Max and then he keeps coming over and being all cute with them and calling them baby and Max can't decide whether he's more jealous of Charles or of the cats.

#lestappen #max verstappen #charles leclerc #writing #lestappen fic #formula 1 #loq fic #loq masterlists

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differentpostrebel · 2 months ago

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Lost and Found: A Pirate's Promise

I added two gifs to the mix, since they do go hand in hand with this chapter lmfaooo! Now we just need Y/N power insert

Chapter 13: Tango in the Shadows

A/N: Welcome Guys! Sorry I couldnt post another chapter, I was a bit caught up in the morning but is all good! Here is Chapter 13, this was a fun chapter to write since Law and Y/N maybe settling that promise, Bepo relayed to his captain. Hehehehe. When I wrote Sanji’s part I was cracking up. Cause my boy is ready to go to war and win back Y/N. As always the chapters are all linked! And without further ado lets get to it!.

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13 (Here)

Word Count: 4.2K

Sanji x Reader, OP X Reader, Sanji x Y/N

Y/N POV…

“Now, shall we head inside, Princess?” Law's voice was smooth, almost teasing, as he turned to face me, holding Smoker’s heart encased in a clear, small box. His tone was casual, but the weight of the situation was anything but. My eyes lingered on Smoker's unconscious body sprawled on the ground, a chill running down my spine. Why does Law need Smoker's heart? The question echoed in my mind, but I pushed it aside for now.

Slowly, I rose from the steps where I had been seated, forcing a faint smile onto my face. “Wow, Law, you really know how to show a girl a good time,” I quipped, trying to mask the unease creeping into my thoughts.

Law was about to say something else when Tashigi’s voice pierced through the tension. “I refuse to retreat! Let go! I joined the Navy to fight, damn it!” She struggled against the G-5 soldiers holding her back. “Approach him again, and you’ll just end up cut to pieces,” one of the soldiers warned her.

Law’s focus remained entirely on me, undeterred. He stepped closer, his left hand still gripping his blade, while his right hand found its way to the small of my back, drawing me in. I can feel Smokers heart beating. “Now, Princess, let’s not let this moment slip away. I was just about to make things a bit more... interesting.”

I tilted my head, a playful smile curling on my lips. “You know, you can stop calling me ‘Princess.’ It’s starting to sound a bit old-fashioned.”

Law’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “Old-fashioned? Maybe. But I think it suits you perfectly. Besides, it’s officially your title now, whether you like it or not.”

As Law began to lean in, his eyes dropping to my lips before returning to my eyes, the gap between us narrowing, Luffy’s voice cut through the air. “Hey! Hello? Remember me!” He waved enthusiastically as he approached.

Law’s expression shifted, a low groan escaping him. “Just when we were getting to the good part.”

“Is that Y/N?!” Luffy shouted, his surprise evident.

“Hey!!” I called back, my amusement clear as I saw Luffy making his way over. The moment was interrupted, but Law’s gaze lingered on me for a heartbeat longer before he turned to face the new arrival, his frustration barely masked by a smirk.

“You helped me out that one time!” Luffy exclaimed, his grin wide as he approached.

“Strawhat,” Law acknowledged with a slight nod, his gaze shifting between Luffy and me.

I pulled away from Law’s grasp and hurried to Luffy. “You’re all okay!” I said, my relief palpable as I saw my crew.

“Yeah, and Traffy’s the one who helped me out of Marineford,” Luffy said, his excitement clear. “He patched me up and everything!”

“Really?” I asked, looking back at Law. He was standing a short distance away, and the clear box holding Smoker’s heart was nowhere in sight. “He must have hidden it,” I thought, noting his nonchalant demeanor.

“By the way, Y/N,” Zoro said with a smirk, crossing his arms. “What’s with the outfit? And why are you here with Traffy? Did Curly-brows just leave you alone with him?”

I glanced at Law, who seemed to be enjoying the banter, and then back at my crew. “It’s a bit of a story,” I said, trying to downplay the situation.

“Okay, I’m going to talk to Traffy!” Luffy declared, already sprinting towards Law with his usual enthusiasm. “Traffy!!” he shouted, waving as he ran.

I watched, amused, as Luffy barreled forward. “Wait, when did Luffy get an extra pair of legs?” I muttered, shaking my head. I then noticed Brook among the crew and headed over to him.

“Brook!!” I exclaimed, hugging him tightly. “Oh my goodness, I was so worried about you! When I woke up, I didn’t see you anywhere. I thought those bastards had done something to you!”

Brook chuckled softly, hugging me back. “I’m fine, no need to worry. I’m glad to see you’re okay too. But,” he said, pulling back slightly with a playful glint in his eye socket, “it looks like you were on your own adventure with a certain captain, eh?”

I felt a blush creep onto my cheeks. “Well, it’s not exactly what you think—”

“Ah, don’t be shy now!” Brook teased, his grin widening.

I looked over and saw Luffy animatedly talking to Law. “Guys, I’ll be right back!” I said, waving to Brook as I made my way back to Luffy and Law.

“You saved me!” Luffy shouted, his face lighting up with gratitude. “I owe you one! Really, thanks!”

I chimed in, smiling warmly, “Yeah, Law, thanks for saving my captain’s life.” I laughed lightly, feeling a sense of camaraderie.

A faint blush colored Law’s cheeks. “Don’t get too sentimental. I acted on a whim, and we’re still not friends. We’re just pirates, after all.”

Luffy’s grin widened. “Even if you’re an enemy, you still saved me, so thanks.”

“Luffy! Look over there, a marine!” Usopp pointed out urgently.

“Wait! Please!” Tashigi’s voice cut through the chaos as she ran towards us. Her eyes were locked on Smoker’s unconscious body. “No... Smoker!” she cried out, tears streaming down her face. “Smokey, no!”

“Marines! Wait, I know her!” Luffy called out, recognizing me.

“Tashigi really can’t take a hint, can she?” I muttered, preparing to activate my right ring again. “I’ll handle this.”

“Wait! Y/N, what’s going on?” Luffy asked, concern in his voice.

“Long story short, Captain,” I said, “the marines were here and wanted to capture the crew. I stayed behind to give them a head start.”

“Luffy, we’ve got more marines headed this way!” Usopp warned, urgency in his voice.

Tashigi, now kneeling beside Smoker and seeing the injury he’d sustained, was overwhelmed with grief. “Damn you! Damn you! Damn you!” she screamed, charging at Law with a mix of rage and desperation.

I prepared to step in, my right fist crackling with electricity, but Law’s firm hand stopped me.

“Princess,” Law commanded, his voice firm and unyielding, “stay back. I’ll handle this.”

Tashigi, driven by fury, pulled out her blade and charged at Law. Law glanced at her with an almost bored expression. “Really? More drama?” he said, almost dismissively. “Room.”

In an instant, Tashigi was enveloped in Law’s blue orb, unable to move. With practiced ease, Law drew his sword and made two precise cuts in the air, creating swirling, distorted portals. “Shambles.” He manipulated Tashigi’s position effortlessly, leaving her bewildered.

A nearby G-5 soldier stared in disbelief. “Aww damn, he took her down again!”

Law’s gaze shifted to Tashigi, his tone laced with cold amusement. “Once wasn’t enough? It seems I win again, Captain.”

As the G-5 soldiers began to advance towards us, I called out to Luffy, my right hand crackling with electrical energy. “Luffy! We need to get out of here now!”

“Hold on, I’ve got a question for you!” Luffy shouted back, his tone impatient but curious.

“Make it quick, Luffy!” I urged, feeling the electricity surge up my arm as I prepared to activate the left ring too.

Law pointed toward a building. “Head to the lab, around the back. You’ll find what you’re looking for. We’ll meet again soon. We both have things we need to get back”

Just then, one of the G-5 soldiers lunged at Law. I didn’t hesitate. I moved behind him, grabbing his cloak and lifting him off the ground. With a burst of speed, I placed my electrified hand on him. “Now Shock!”

The electricity surged through the soldier, sending him crashing to the ground. I landed beside Law, catching my breath, ready to follow Luffy.

“Let’s go, Luffy!” I shouted, glancing back toward my captain. “Right!” Luffy responded, already racing back toward Brownbeard with the crew.

Suddenly, I felt a firm hand spin me around. “What’s with the spinning?” I asked, only to see Law’s smoldering gaze locked onto mine.

His eyes were dark with unspoken desire. “Seems like our moment was cut short,” he said, his voice low, every word dripping with a provocative undertone.

I raised an eyebrow, a teasing smile on my lips. “Well, it looks like someone’s eager to pick up where we left off.”

Law’s lips curved into a predatory smirk. “Eager doesn’t even begin to describe it.”

Before I could retort, Law’s hands slid up to cradle my face, his fingers brushing my skin with a startling tenderness. His lips crashed against mine, and the kiss was anything but gentle. It was fierce, driven by a palpable hunger, a raw, unrestrained passion that left me breathless. Each touch and flicker of his tongue ignited a fire deep inside me.

When he finally pulled back, his forehead rested against mine, our breaths mingling in the intimate space between us. “Keep my coat on you,” he murmured, his voice a heated whisper. “I don’t want anyone else seeing what’s mine.”

I shivered at the possessiveness in his tone, my pulse quickening. “And what if I don’t want to keep it on?” I teased, my voice husky with the lingering thrill of his touch.

Law’s gaze was dark and intense, his breath warm against my cheek. “Then I guess I’ll just have to make sure you do,” he said, his lips brushing mine again in a fleeting, electrifying touch.

With a final, smoldering look, Law released me, and I turned to catch up with Luffy and the crew. The weight of his coat and the memory of his fiery kiss lingered, a vivid reminder of the intense, unspoken connection we shared.

I made it safely with my crew, landing on Brownbeard’s back just as Luffy arrived, panting and out of breath.

“Hey! No fair! How’d you make it faster than me?” Luffy exclaimed, his eyes wide with disbelief.

I flashed him a teasing smile. “Easy. With this pinky ring I got as a parting gift back at Sabaody.”

Luffy’s eyes sparkled with interest. “Can I wear it?”

I chuckled and shook my head. “I’m afraid not. If it’s anything like my sword, it might do something completely different from what you’re used to. But to be honest, I’ve been dying to see what else these rings can do if I combine them with my moves. I tried it once when we were trapped in the cell.”

“Fine,” Luffy said, a determined look crossing his face. “I’m gonna ask Franky if he can make me one too!”

I laughed at his enthusiasm. “Good luck with that!”

Zoro, having watched the exchange with an amused smirk, leaned in and asked, “So… what was with that kiss back there, Y/N?”

I felt my cheeks heat up as I glanced at Zoro, who was clearly enjoying my discomfort. “Oh, that? Just a little detour before things got too hectic. Law and I… had some unfinished business.”

Zoro raised an eyebrow, a sly grin spreading across his face. “Unfinished business, huh? Seems like things got pretty heated. Are you going to tell us what that was all about?”

I shrugged, trying to play it cool despite the flush on my face. “It’s not like I can explain everything. It was just a moment. You know how it is.”

Zoro’s smirk widened as he looked at me. “Curly-brows is definitely never going to live this down once he hears about this. First, he left you alone back there, and now he’s got to deal with this?”

Before I could respond, bullets whizzed through the air, forcing us to duck for cover. We stayed low until the barrage ceased.

“Fire men! Dont let them escape!” “Forget about them, let's get Smokey and Tashigi out here quick” said one of the G-5 soldiers.

“Hey, look who it is!” Luffy called out, his voice full of excitement. I followed his gaze and saw Nami, Sanji, Chopper, Franky, and a group of samurai, along with the children, all safe.

“Sanji!” I shouted, making a beeline for him. The relief of seeing my crewmates washed over me.

“Y/N! My darling, oh, how I’ve missed you during this time apart!” Sanji cried out with his usual dramatic flair. “Come leap into my arms and let’s get that ugly coat off you!”

But it wasn’t Sanji who spoke. Nami's voice broke through, “That’s strange…”

Ignoring Nami, I ran straight into Sanji’s arms, hugging him tightly. “See, Sanji! I told you I’d be safe!” The familiar scent of his cologne was comforting as I pressed closer.

“Umm, Y/N?” Sanji said, his voice sounding off.

I pulled back slightly, looking up at him. “Wait, what’s—”

“I'm not Sanji… I’m Chopper,” came the small voice. I looked up, shocked to see Chopper’s face looking up at me with wide, innocent eyes.

“Chopper!” I exclaimed, stepping back in surprise. “Wait, what happened to you guys?”

Before Chopper could explain, I noticed Nami, her face streaked with tears. “Hey, Nami, don’t cry! I missed you too!” I said, reaching out to comfort her.

Nami looked up through her tears and managed a shaky smile. “Actually, I’m Nami, but Franky’s body responded. And I’m Franky in Chopper’s body,” he explained.

“So… that means Sanji’s in… Nami’s body?” I said, trying to piece together the situation.

Sanji, in Nami’s body, stepped forward with a dramatic flourish. “Oh, my lovely Y/N, I’m so glad you’re safe and sound, and back in my arms!” He spoke with exaggerated affection, making the most of his temporary new form.

I looked at them all, bewildered. “I’m so confused,” I said, my head spinning as I tried to puzzle together the strange situation.

Sanji POV…

I was utterly distracted by Nami’s body, unable to tear my gaze away. The curves, the familiar scent of her—everything was overwhelming. Just then, I heard a voice that belonged to my angel. “Sanji!” Y/N shouted, making a beeline for me.

“Y/N! My darling, oh, how I’ve missed you during this time apart!” I cried out with my usual dramatic flair. “Come leap into my arms and let’s get that ugly coat off you!”

But Y/N ignored me and went straight to Chopper, who happened to be in my body. She hugged him tightly and said, “See, Sanji! I told you I’d be safe!” pressing closer to my body.

My heart sank as I saw her cling to someone else, and I began to weep softly. “My angel is finally here and not with Law, and she doesn’t even recognize me!” I said, my voice choked with emotion.

“Chopper!” Y/N exclaimed. She turned to us all and asked, “Wait, what happened to you guys?”

I stepped forward in Nami’s body, trying to make the best of the situation. “Oh, my lovely Y/N, I’m so glad you’re safe and sound and back in my arms!” I said, trying to sound comforting despite my confusion.

“I’m so confused,” Y/N said, shaking her head. Just then, I got a whiff of another man’s cologne. My eyes widened as I realized what was happening. “WHAT DID LAW DO TO YOU! YOU SMELL LIKE HIM!” I yelled, my anger and concern mixing into one.

Y/N’s eyes widened in confusion. “Sanji!” said Nami, who was in Franky’s body. “Now’s not the time; the crew clearly doesn’t know what’s going on!”

“Alright, let me explain,” Nami said, stepping up to clarify the situation. After a few minutes of explanation, the crew finally understood the predicament.

“So, you’re Chopper?” Y/N pointed at me, her confusion evident. “Right!” said Chopper in my body.

“And you’re Franky?” she continued. “Yup,” said Franky in Chopper’s body.

“And you’re Nami?” she asked, looking at Nami in Franky’s body. “Yes,” Nami said, tears forming in her eyes.

“So that means Sanji is in… Nami’s body!” Y/N concluded, turning around and noticing me still staring at Nami’s form, unable to hide my awe-struck expression.

Taking a deep breath, Y/N sighed and yelled, “SANJI!” Her right hand crackled with electricity. “Now Shock!” she commanded, and with that, she shocked me, causing me to fall.

“Wait, Y/N,” I gasped, trying to catch my breath. “Next one isn’t going to be so nice,” she said, her look hardening. “Defile my body again, Sanji, and you’re getting fined 100,000 berries—no, make it 200,000.” Said Nami

“But… but—” I stammered, trying to explain myself.

Before I could continue, the samurai found his legs, which happened to be Luffy’s extra pair of legs. The chaotic scene added another layer of confusion to our already tangled situation.

As minutes passed by, Usopp explained the situation, detailing how the distress call was meant for Brownbeard, not for us, and that the samurai was from the Land of Wano. “We followed the signal and ended up here,” Usopp said. “The samurai is searching for his son.”

“Yes,” the samurai said, his voice tense. “I fought those men only to find my son. His name is Momonosuke. He was brought to this dreadful place, and so were these children. There might be more.”

“Yeah, he’s right,” one of the children said. “There were other kids like us, so your son might be there.”

“So… who did this to you?” Y/N asked, trying to understand the situation.

“It was the man we encountered,” the samurai said, his expression darkening. “The one with the cold gaze and the silly cap who bears the title of Warlord!”

“Wait! Traffy?!” Luffy and Y/N exclaimed in unison, struggling to grasp the shocking news.

“Traffy’s a Warlord now?” Luffy said, looking stunned.

“And you’re sure Traffy did this to you?” Y/N asked, trying to make sense of everything.

“YES!” I shouted, unable to contain my frustration. “I KNEW THAT MAN COULDN’T BE TRUSTED! I LEFT YOU ALONE WITH HIM, AND NOW YOU’RE BRAINWASHED INTO THINKING HE’S A GOOD GUY?!”

“Calm down, Sanji,” Zoro said, smirking. “You sure it’s not because of that kiss you two shared Y/N?”

Y/N groaned, “Why’d you have to add more fuel to the fire, Zoro?”

“WAIT, Y/N, LAW KISSED?!” I blurted out, my eyes wide with shock.

Y/N’s face flushed as they tried to avoid my gaze. “Sanji, it’s not—”

“That bastard is going to pay!!” I roared, my anger burning hotter than ever. “I’m going to make him regret ever messing with you!”

“Sanji, you’re not helping,” Y/N said, trying to stay calm. “We need to focus on the situation.”

“Fine,” I grumbled, still fuming. “But once we’re done with this, I’m going to have a word with Law. Nobody messes with my Y/N and gets away with it.”

Y/N POV…

This has truly been a long day. Not only did Zoro blurt out to Sanji about the kiss I had with Law, but now Sanji is even more amped up in Nami's body. I sighed, trying to refocus on the situation at hand. "Please continue, samurai," I said, hoping to steer the conversation back to the story.

The samurai nodded, his expression serious. "That Warlord was the one who cut me into three pieces. My head was kept in the facility, while my torso and legs were scattered across this island."

"I did see a torso outside! It was fighting with me, oh dear!" Brook exclaimed, his voice tinged with concern.

"You've seen it?!" The samurai's eyes widened. "We must go there at once!"

As minutes passed, Usopp thought of a clever idea. He crafted little stickers with the crew's faces on them and placed Chopper's, Franky's, Nami's, and Sanji's pictures on the bodies they were currently inhabiting.

"Really, Usopp?" Sanji grumbled, clearly annoyed by the stickers.

"Ahh, quit whining. Besides, no one is going to remember who’s who, so this is the best option," Usopp retorted, proud of his solution.

"I agree, this seems like a great idea," I chimed in, smiling as I admired Usopp’s handiwork. Then, with a teasing grin, I added, "Oh, and by the way, Chopper—who’s in Sanji’s body—that cologne you’re wearing smells rather good. I’d love to hug you again just to smell more of it."

Chopper, blushing furiously in Sanji’s body, stammered a shy response, while the real Sanji—now in Nami’s body—began to bite her sleeve, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Y/N," Sanji whimpered, his voice tinged with desperation. "Why must you torment me so? My poor heart can’t take it! Seeing you embrace another—even if it’s my own body—is too much!"

I laughed softly, shaking my head at Sanji’s dramatics.

A few minutes later, the plan was set in motion. Nami, Chopper, and I stayed behind to watch over the children while Sanji, Brook, and Zoro (for Nami’s sake, since Sanji couldn’t be trusted in her body) went out to search for the samurai. Meanwhile, Luffy, Robin, Usopp, and Franky headed off to find the lab.

As we gathered test samples from the children, Chopper’s face turned grim. “These kids aren’t actually sick,” he said, his voice barely containing his anger. “They’ve been drugged. It’s awful.”

My heart dropped as I saw the children writhing in discomfort, their withdrawal symptoms clearly evident. The realization hit me hard. “Those bastards who did this to them are gonna pay!” I declared, my voice filled with determination.

Before Usopp joined Luffy’s group, he used his Sleep Star to knock out the children to alleviate their suffering. The tranquilizer worked quickly, and the once frantic children fell into a peaceful, drug-free slumber.

Laws POV…

It’s been a few hours since I last saw Y/N, and her presence still lingers in my mind. The kiss we shared is like a vivid memory, replaying over and over. Her wearing my coat, the way her lips felt—soft and warm—against mine. I had been hungry for more, but the interruption from the G-5 units and the Strawhats arriving at the front of the lab had cut our moment short.

Two long years had passed since I last saw her, and the thought of losing her again was unbearable. The corridors of this facility seemed endless, and yet my mind was fixated solely on Y/N. Every step I took felt like a reminder of how much I wanted to be close to her again.

As I walked, I gently touched my lips, as if trying to grasp the ghostly sensation of her kiss. Her touch was still fresh in my memory, and the lingering taste of her kiss was both intoxicating and maddening.

Pushing Y/N to the back of my mind, I forced myself to focus on the task at hand. I handed Caesar the heart of Smoker, and the scientist's characteristic laugh filled the room.

"Shrorororro," Caesar chuckled, examining the heart with his usual detached amusement.

I made my way to the couch, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on me. Monet, ever the silent observer, was next to me, her presence almost soothing in its calmness.

"The heart of the leader of the G-5, Vice Admiral Smoker," Caesar said, as he carefully inspected the beating heart. "What a wonderful souvenir. With this, the fight is over."

Caesar’s gaze was fixed on me, his expression a mix of satisfaction and cunning. "Shrorororro. Now, that the G-5 men are going to be taken care of, that will leave just one remaining issue."

"The Strawhat crew," Caesar continued, his tone growing darker.

"What about the Strawhats?" I asked, trying to sound completely indifferent, though I felt a twinge of unease.

"Don’t worry about them. I have a plan to eliminate them and retrieve the children."

The word "eliminate" made my blood run cold.

Just the thought of someone laying a hand on Y/N was enough to make my blood boil, but I tried to suppress that emotion.

"At first, I wasn’t too worried about the Strawhats, that is until Monet warned me about them," Caesar said. "I’m sending them those two, the snow mountain assassins. And I want them to bring me Cyborg Franky and Princess Y/N."

The mention of Y/N’s name caused me to widen my eyes slightly.

"Yes, Franky has some technology that can be useful to me. Y/N, the power she wields is extraordinary. She’s quite the looker, isn’t she Monet?" Caesar said with a smirk.

I clenched my hands tightly, trying to control the surge of fury rising within me. You won’t lay a hand on her, I thought, barely able to contain my rage.

"Why, she is. But also, her bounty has increased as well. She no longer sits at 115,000,000 berries; she now sits at 150,000,000 berries. That’s due to her new title and what she accomplished back at Sabaody two years ago," Monet added, her tone matter-of-factly.

"Then it’s settled. Shororororo," Caesar said, his laughter echoing with a sense of finality.

I gritted my teeth, my mind racing. I need to do something to protect Y/N. The thought of her being targeted by these people was unbearable.

And we are back with another chapter! Today its only one chapter since I didnt have much time in the morning. But Law, be putting the moves, and standing on business. Sanji poor guy just when y/n came back to give him a hug he no longer is no his body. Ngl that section was the hardest to type because I wanted to make sure that it was understandable as I wrote as well. But other than that you guys, thank you for reading this chapter!, thank you for following, liking, reblogging, sharing, commenting etc. I am going to be making a tag list so if you guys want to be added please let me know in the comments!. But tomorrows Chapter its going to be a good one too! Ill se you guys tomorrow

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slayfics · 1 year ago

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Explosive Tendencies a slow burn fanfic about the readers developing relationship with Katsuki Bakugo.

Chapter two: You talk to Katsuki about the Sports Festival.

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More time had passed during your time in U.A. and The Sports Festival had finally concluded. It was exhausting and the school had the next two days off to rest.

You lay on your bed as you re-watched the televised version of the event from start to finish. As it concluded they announced Katsuki as the winner. Although he looked far from a winner. In fact, he looked like a prisoner with his arms chained and face muzzled.

Don't they think that was a bit much you thought?

You wondered how Katsuki was doing. Clearly, he wasn't happy about the result even though he won. You glanced at your phone debating texting him. Would anyone else check up on him, you wondered?

Probably Izuku, but if anything that would make him more pissed.

You agreed with the overall opinion that his anger was out of hand and reckless. But, was everyone else going to just dismiss him for that and not listen to what he was going through?

Sure it was dumb to be upset about winning but, if everyone just dismissed him instead of validating him from time to time... wouldn't he just fall even deeper into anger?

You understood what it was like to feel like no one listened to your perspective on things so you couldn't help but have empathy for Katsuki. Even though he did resemble a feral dog fighting back on the restraints.

You also couldn't help but wonder if being restrained like that was triggering for him. After all, it was only a few months ago that he was attacked by the sludge villain. The villain had restrained him in a similar manner to the muzzle and handcuffs used at the Sports Festival.

Fuck it, you gave in and grabbed your phone to message him.

Hey, how are you doing?

You sent and watched with bated breath to see if he would respond. To your surprise, he messaged you back almost as quickly as last time.

How the fuck do you think dumb ass?

You had become so used to Katsuki's vulgar tongue that it hardly made you bat an eye anymore. While the rest of your class still took it offensively, you just brushed it off.

I know that was a dumb question. I just wanted to check on you. Didn't think anyone else would.

I don't fucking need someone checking up on me.

You signed at his response and locked your phone, dropping it to your bed and deciding to leave it. Clearly, he was going to be too stubborn to even accept a listening ear. You started to putter around on your computer when about 10 minutes later your phone buzzed again.

You turned around to grab it, surprised to see it was another message from Katsuki.

Icy Hot is a fucking idiot, why wouldn't he want to show off what he can do in front of the pros? He ruined the festival for both of us.

You were surprised to see he actually began to open up slightly to you.

Want to come over and talk about it? I don't want to talk about anything. But, I'll come over. Since you're so eager to see me.

It didn't take long for you to hear explosions outside, followed by Katsuki coming through your window.

"You know it's daytime you could have come through the front door. I don't think anyone would mind a classmate coming over," You stated.

"Nah, I don't want to deal with all that bullshit." He said, sitting down on your bed making himself as comfortable as he would in his own room.

"I'm sorry about how things went down," You said, causing Katsuki to let out an irritated tch and look away from you.

As irritated as his demeanor indicated he was, the truth was no one had empathized with him. Everyone kept telling him y0U sTiLl w0n tH0uGh. Hearing someone agree with him threw him off, and he wasn't sure how to respond.

"Yeah, half and half is a fucking idiot. Thanks to him the pros don't know what I can really do," Katsuki said, looking back at you.

"Maybe, but if anything I think that reflects more on him than you," You responded.

"Hu?" Katsuki exclaimed, confused.

"Well think about it, if you were a pro hero scouting for talent, would you really be interested in a hero who had some reservations about using his full power? Or, would you be more interested in the hero that showed he's always ready to give it everything he's got," You explained.

Katsuki felt something weird in his stomach that he didn't understand.

"Whatever, you're thinking too much about it," He dismissed you.

"Yeah probably, but... I think you would have won regardless of what Todoroki did though," You spoke, causing Katsuki to look away from you again.

"Duh idiot, of course, I would have won," He said, but his voice didn't carry as much anger this time. The room was silent for a moment before Katsuki spoke again. "You know, you didn't do too bad yourself, the way you used your quirk surprised me. I could tell you trained a lot in order to make it so versatile."

"Wow," Your face flushed just the tiniest bit. "Did I really just get a compliment out of Katsuki Bakugo?" You teased, laughing away your blush.

"Oh shut up you damn nerd. Whatever, I got to go," He said, getting up and walking to your window. "I'll see you Monday," He said as he left.

Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

Shout out to @yuichiroleftarm for the enlightenment of Katsuki being re-traumatized by the sludge villain when being restrained again at the Sports Festival .

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the-bi-space-ace · 7 days ago

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First Hugs - Part 1 - Wrecker

Hi all! Since I really needed some comfort (and it seems like many others need it right now too) this will be my first post for Echo-vember. I've decided to post one Echo-focused fic each week of November revolving around the first time Echo hugs each of the batch. If you want to be tagged when I post these fics let me know <3

Thank you @renton6echo for coming up with the concept of Echo-vember. I'm excited for it <3

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Summary: The first time Echo hugs Wrecker

Word Count: 1,021

Their mission had gone off without a hitch. It was the first of many, Echo hoped, as they boarded the Marauder to embark on whatever was next for the group. He could barely keep up with how fast everything was moving. One mission after another, no planet longer than a few days, so much to learn he was racing just not to fall behind. Rest days were far and few between. He slept even less with Clones Force 99 than he did when he was a 501st ARC. Even when he did it was always surrounded by people just as he liked it, constantly listening to the sounds of snores and chatter and even breathing. That was okay with Echo. He didn’t have too much time to think in between rushing into battle and his new squad was about as chaotic as he expected. They were nearly yelling over each other in the excited rush that followed their mission. It was swift, simple, but they’d run into the need for an explosion and that got all of their blood pumping. Who would’ve thought, the squad of excitable commandos liked when things went boom. He was busy smiling at them, ignoring the need to make a plan, set a path, move on, while they pushed each other around and chattered.

“That was awesome!” Wrecker whooped as he whipped his helmet off, letting it clatter to the floor. A wide smile stretched across his face, skin flushed with excitement. He shoved Echo’s shoulder. “Who knew you could do something like that?!” Right. Echo tried to bite back the grin but he was fighting a losing battle. He’d been on top of a walker, helping plant explosives while the rest of them distracted enemies for him and the big guy. Apparently using his grappling hook to swing off the side of it, wrapping its legs together, and tucking into a roll as he dismounted wasn’t just a common method everyone used. When he’d knocked the walker over he yelled at Wrecker to run, close enough that their backs heated while the explosion went off behind them. Echo wasn’t sure why it was particularly exciting but it may have been the domino effect of explosions that detonated throughout the battlefield that made them all so giddy.

Something about fire. It just really made all of them bouncier.

Echo shrugged, attempting nonchalance. “Had to learn something from all of that ARC training.” It was the first time he’d truly felt confident with the batch. They’d only known each other for a few weeks, spent even less time in the field, and he’d fumbled a few plays - understandable - but he’d let it hurt his ego a bit too much. All those racing thoughts and unease had wriggled its way into his mind. A win was nice. It reminded him who he was. A time when they thought he fit in was even better. The batch was so tight he started to think infiltrating their ranks was impossible.

Maybe he just hadn’t given them enough time.

Wrecker laughed - bright and jovial - nudging Echo again, this time hard enough that he bumped into Hunter who steadied him with a grin. “You can say that again! We make a great team.” In a move that almost knocked all the air out of his lungs Wrecker swept his arms around Echo’s waist, lifting him up into the air. The shock came first along with a surprised noise from the back of his throat - not a squeak, thank you very much - as the big guy hugged him. His feet dangled in the air while Wrecker swayed him back and forth.

This was the first time any of them had hugged him. For a brief moment it was like being doused in freezing cold water but the warmth radiating off of Wrecker made every bone in his body relax. Hugs certainly hadn’t been at the top of his list of priorities - he hadn’t really thought about it - but he found himself smiling regardless. Wrecker was a tactile guy, mostly shoving and throwing his arm around the others, but hugs weren’t out of the question. Echo just hadn’t realized that Wrecker would ever want to hug him with his metal and attitude and newness to the squad so he’d not yet attempted to get physically closer to any of them yet. At least Wrecker was the easiest to befriend, so quick to invite Echo to join him in their down time and offer him space. It felt nice to be treated like a part of things. He couldn’t really hug him back, not with his arms pinned to the side as they were, but he did chuckle, awkwardly patting Wrecker’s side.

“Any time, big guy. Maybe next time we can make it a few more yards away from the explosion before it goes off.” The light scold was taken lightheartedly with a laugh. Wrecker squeezed him tight one last time then put him down, holding onto his shoulder to keep him steady while he regained his footing. The smile stuck to his face so bad he almost had to hide it behind his hand. Something as simple as a hug and he was taken down, reduced to silence, watching dutifully as the rest of them kept getting under each other's skin. Lucky was a word he would use, he supposed. It may seem simple but the worry that his new squad wouldn’t feel comfortable enough to be tactile with him was slowly ebbing away, flickering to the back of his mind even for the moment. His hand itched to do the same things the rest of them seemed so comfortable with - shoving, ruffling hair, hugs - but he wasn’t quite there yet. Wasn’t ready to be the initiator for tactile forms of affection. Wrecker had opened the door, allowed in some form of familiarity he hadn’t quite realized he missed so much. There was still learning, sure, but hope bloomed in his chest at the thought that this could be more than a squad, more than a team, but something closer to his heart altogether.

#tbb echo #the bad batch #the bad batch echo #the bad batch fanfiction #arc trooper echo #echo bad batch #Echo-vember #space chatter #echovember

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withacapitalp · 1 year ago

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How to Rehabilitate a Jock Pt 17

Part One Link to ao3 Part 16

A speedy update? Couldn't be me lmao

Step Seventeen: Tell a Story

The party really wasn’t like any of the ragers he used to throw, but in Steve’s opinion that made it a thousand times better.

From his vantage point on the arm of the couch, Steve could see everything, and all looked to be going well. All of the parents had quickly clustered together around the big dining room table, smoking and playing cards as they reminisced about the good old days and enjoyed the wine Steve had broken out of the cellar. Mike and Lucas were sprawled out across the floor, their books in piles around them as they designed new characters and argued about the best way to win against dragons, while Nancy and Jonathan had curled up together on the loveseat by the window, sharing a cup of cocoa and quietly whispering about god knows what.

It all seemed peaceful.

So naturally Steve was sitting next to the most chaotic conversation he had ever heard.

“In terms of controlling the fight and better initiative, it’s the halberd. Hands down,” Frank declared. He was putting emphasis on every single word, as if doing so would somehow sway the three preteens throwing him impressively dry looks.

“That’s assuming you have the speed and dexterity necessary to gain that advantage,” Dustin sighed, shaking his head and tutting. “The greatsword is not only faster, but it is shorter, which makes the swing that much more versatile.”

Mike and Lucas sagely nodded along from their spot on the floor next to Dustin. the calmness of the action only riling Frank up even more.

“Reach is speed on its own!” He snapped, tossing his hands in the air, turning to the others for help. Steve bit down the laugh that was attempting to escape, doing his best to appear supportive, and Eddie was already reaching over to give his friend the conciliatory pat on the shoulder.

Steve wasn’t exactly positive how the debate had started, but it had to have been at least fifteen minutes of furious back and forth between the two. It was pretty entertaining to watch, made even better by the quiet comments Eddie would whisper up to Steve when he was sure no one else was listening.

“Careful there Frank,” Jeff called from the other side of the room, not looking up from Will’s sketchbook as he did, “you sound like you’re losing to a twelve year old.”

“I am not losing,” Frank ground out.

“I’m not twelve!” Dustin protested.

“Of course you aren’t losing, Frankie,” Eddie interjected, his tone practically dripping with false kindness. He accompanied the words with a brief pat to the top of Frank’s head.

“Dustin just isn’t opening his mind to the possibilities that your elder brain has already thought through,” Steve added on, his stomach doing a weird flip-flop when Eddie turned to look up at him with a little gremlin smile. Teasing friends was different when it really was just teasing, and Steve couldn’t resist the urge to jump in and knock at Frank a little for getting so into a debate with the kids.

“Okay just because you play now doesn’t make you an expert, Steve,” Mike added on, never one to miss a chance to try and knock Steve down a peg. Steve, very maturely, rolled his eyes and chose not to reply.

“How about it, Sweetheart?” Eddie asked, looking up at Steve where he was sitting perched on the arm of the couch, “halberd or Greatsword?”

“Steve, if you don’t choose the sword, I will feel personally betrayed,” Dustin spat out before Steve could even open his mouth. It was accompanied by a murderous looking glower, and Steve knew trouble was starting to brew on the horizon.

“Eh, I think Baby might have a problem if I start using a different weapon,” He said, staying neutral and dragging the boys into a different conversation before feelings started to actually get hurt.

“Baby?”

Fuck.

Steve’s whole body stiffened up, and he glanced quickly at Eddie before turning away, mind racing to come up with an explanation. How the hell was he supposed to casually bring up the bat studded with nails that was sitting in the trunk of his BMW?

“Okay, but we’re talking in game, not real life!” Lucas objected, keeping the conversation flowing and unintentionally bypassing Eddie’s question.

“Baby would be more effective than a halberd though,” Dustin pointed out, and Mike hummed in disagreement, flipping the pages of the manual in front of him as he looked for a counter argument.

“So who’s Baby?” Eddie asked quietly as they continued the debate, leaning back towards Steve so only he could hear the words. He was looking up at Steve with those big doe eyes, completely at peace with a soft smile and lax shoulders. He was the picture of calmness, and Steve wouldn’t ruin that with the Upside Down, not even in the most roundabout way.

“I’m gonna get a refill,” Steve whispered to him instead, reaching down to quickly run his fingers through Eddie’s curls impulsively before standing up and stretching. He felt the hem of his maroon sweater ride up over his hips, and the boys groaned as the bottom half of Steve’s stomach came into view. “Do you want anything, Eds?”

“Um no, ‘m okay,” Eddie said, his voice uncharacteristically small. Steve relaxed from his stretch, giving Eddie a quick once over. He looked the same as before, save for a slight color on his cheeks and averted downward facing eyes.

Weird.

Something to check on.

But later. First Steve had to take a lap.

“Dustin, don’t make Frank blow a gasket,” Steve ordered as he passed by, pushing the kids hat down over his eyes. Dustin growled at him and waved his arms blindly in an attempt to smack Steve away, but Steve easily dodged it, sliding over to the edge of the living room and down the stairs to the wine cellar.

“Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid,” Steve muttered to himself as he picked two bottles at random. How could he have said something like that? He wasn’t even drunk! It had just slipped out, but that didn’t make it okay. Sure, the very existence of Baby wasn’t covered by the NDA’s, but just knowing about her would be enough to make Eddie curious, and curiosity led to more questions, which lead to more answers, which lead to more danger.

Steve’s stomach flipped over on itself, and he leaned back against the cool stone wall of the cellar, worrying his lip as he tried to take a deep breath.

There wasn’t any danger. Not anymore. It was just a party, and it was just one little sentence. Eddie would forget about it by the time he walked back up the stairs. He was working himself up over nothing.

Or everything.

‘Or’ might just be the scariest word in the world, Steve thought to himself as he climbed up the stairs feeling about ten thousand pounds heavier. He trudged over to the kitchen and quickly opened both bottles, leaving one to air out as he carried the other over to the dining room table, silently listening to the adults as they gossiped.

“It’s such an insane story,” Sue Sinclair was saying in a quiet breathy voice as Steve walked in, barely even noticing as he started refilling her glass, “it’s hard to believe.”

“It was harder to live through,” Hopper replied, extremely somber as he gravely shook his head.

Steve bit the inside of his cheek to keep from making a noise and giving up the act. He looked up just a bit to make eye contact with Joyce, who was also clearly hiding a smile behind her hand.

“Maybe we should pause this conversation?” Karen asked lightly, politely jutting her chin out towards Steve who continued to pour without comment.

“Steve knows,” Hopper quickly smoothed over.

“He babysits Jane with the others,” Joyce added on, giving Steve a secretive look as she continued, “such a big help with acclimating her.”

All eyes were on him now, and Steve played his part perfectly. He poured the last of the bottle into Hopper’s glass and stepped back with a sigh.

“She’s a great kid. Amazing even, after everything she’s been through,” Steve said, his voice pitched to the ultimate tone of caring worry.

This seemed to seal the deal for the rest of the adults, and they fell one by one. Hook, line, and sinker. The women were twittering on about how sad the whole story was, and the men were shaking their heads and muttering to Hopper about how drugs were going to ruin the nation.

Everything was going to plan.

Steve couldn’t help the little burst of pride he felt watching all of the parents gossiping like hens. He was the one to come up with El’s cover story, and it couldn’t have been going better.

El might not be allowed to go to school until next year, but Steve didn’t see a point in keeping her locked up in the cabin until then like Hopper wanted. The government knew she was alive now, and she had all her paperwork. Besides, having her drop out of the blue sky into one of the most unforgiving social settings on the planet was a complete recipe for disaster.

This party had been the perfect test run for the story they were going to use to explain her sudden appearance, and it had passed with flying colors. But Steve had known it would work, never had any doubt despite everyone else’s concerns.

He knew because he knew this town like the back of his hand. If you gave them a good enough story, something juicy and wild but with enough reality that it would stick, then they would buy it. Not only would they buy it, but they would sell it to everyone else on the block too. Now that Sue Sinclair, Claudia Henderson, and Karen Wheeler had the ‘truth’, El would fly into Hawkins High with only minimal odd looks and the occasional jerky kid to deal with.

And what was the best cover story for a girl like El?

“I just can’t believe that there was a suicide cult right here in Indiana,” Chuck Sinclair commented, sitting back in his seat. “How did no one know about it?”

“There was no way to leave without being killed. Anyone who would have told someone was killed. Brenner, the one in charge, was convinced he could create dimensions to other worlds and give children superpowers with LSD, if you can believe it,” Joyce replied, laying on the shock and surprise a little thick in Steve’s opinion. Still, whatever got the rest of them on board.

“Ridiculous,” Ted Wheeler muttered, sounding absolutely disgusted.

“We’re just lucky we found Will and Jane when we did. We were too late for the others,” Hopper paused to take a long slow sip of his drink, really selling the story. He even lowered his voice, causing them all to lean in, “The feds want to keep it real hush hush, and we were so afraid for the kids that we just went along with that bullshit water contamination story. But I mean, c’mon. Water contamination? Those people disappeared.”

A round of mutters among the group, and then Karen Wheeler spoke up.

“But Barbara Holland using drugs? I knew Barb her entire life. She always had such a good head on her shoulders,” She said, grief coating every word. Steve dragged a sharp breath in, holding the bottle close to his chest and forcing himself to stay still and silent as Hopper and Joyce did their best to explain.

This was the part that sucked. To make the story work, really work, it had to involve everyone. Benny, Barb, Will, even the two hunters. All of them had to be explained, or the story fell apart. It felt dishonest to make Barb a part of it all, but El was still here, and Steve still had a chance to help her.

For El. It was all for El.

“That’s how the commies get you,” Ted remarked to Karen the second Hop was done speaking. “We’re just lucky she didn’t bring Nancy into it.”

Steve bit his tongue to keep from lashing out. This wasn’t about him or his guilt. It was about El.

“At least you saved that precious little girl,” Claudia breathed, hand still over her heart as her eyes glistened with tears. “It all must have been so scary for her. Does she know… you know… about her mother?”

“She does, but she doesn’t like to talk about it,” Hopper laid both hands out on the table

“Listen, we really shouldn’t have said anything to you all.”

This was it. This was the moment that would tell them what was going to happen from here on out. Steve held his breath

“Our lips are sealed, Jim,” Chuck said instantly, the rest of the group nodding along. “Last thing any of us would want to do is put your daughter or Joyce’s son in danger. Whether it’s the government or some freaky cult stragglers.”

There it was.

In a small town like Hawkins, lips were always sealed. People said they wouldn’t say a word, they promised to keep a secret, but Steve had no doubt that by the end of the week the entire town would be abuzz with the story. The best part was, there was no one that would end up hurt. Hopper looked like a hero, Joyce went from local crazy woman to single mother who did everything to protect her baby, and El was just a poor child who was rescued from an insane terrible man.

It was the truth, just… shifted ever so slightly. No lies involved. Not really. Just a perspective on it.

The mood and the topic began to move, and Steve moved with it. He went to escape out the side door back to the living room, but as he went past her Joyce reached out, taking his wrist in her small hand and squeezing it once. It was a tiny display of affection, barely anything, but it stopped Steve in his tracks, making his heart do strange weird things that left his chest aching.

Damn.

“Are you alright?” Joyce murmured to him below the sound of the conversation.

“Yeah?” Steve replied, unspoken question sitting between them as Joyce continued to hold onto his wrist.

“You looked upset when you came in,” She observed. That was the best and worst part of Joyce, she never let anything drop. It reminded Steve a lot of Nancy actually, both of them so determined to get to the bottom of everything, even when it was best to just leave it alone.

Of course it had to be Joyce.

“‘I’m okay,” Steve said, trying for a thin little smile.

Joyce hummed, rubbing her thumb over Steve’s arm as she forced him to keep eye contact until the fake smile slipped from his face.

“It’s not a big deal,” Steve said, a dark cloud coming over him as Joyce continued to hold on. It was the same thing as Nancy. Stifling, impossible to be around, a feeling of claustrophobia that would never fully go away.

It wasn’t any of Joyce’s business. It wasn’t like she was his mother.

“Well, if you need anything you can always come to me or Hop,” Joyce said after a too long silence, releasing Steve’s arm. “We’re here for you guys too, not just the kids.”

“You’re allowed to not be okay.”

Eddie.

Since he had said those words, they had been permanently branded in the forefront of Steve’s mind. Every time he tried to forget them, they returned with a vengeance, hitting him directly in the soft spot right above his breastbone.

It wasn’t like Steve didn’t know that. He knew that he was allowed to not be okay. He did. But it was silly for him not to be okay, because nothing had really happened to him. Will was the one who had ended up in the Upside Down. Nancy’s best friend had died. El had been fucking tortured for her entire life.

In comparison Steve’s problems were so small it was laughable.

So why was everyone trying so hard to tell him that they mattered?

“Steve?”

Steve had never been so happy to hear one of his kids.

A hush fell over the adults as El popped her head around the corner, immediately coming over to Steve’s side and pressing close, trying to avoid the obvious stares coming from everyone else. They were looking at her with a mixture of pity and concern, but it was better than fear.

“Hi Janey,” Steve said, playing with her curls and shooting her a warm grin, “you doin’ okay?”

El shrugged, burrowing impossibly further into Steve’s grip.

“The others are being loud,” She said softly. Steve sighed, petting her hair again. He and Hop had talked about the possibility of this being too much for her, same as the Snowball. This party was mostly made up of her people, but even her people could be overwhelming.

Luckily, Steve already had an idea in place.

“Would you mind helping me with something?” Steve asked, already gently nudging El towards the doorway and into the kitchen.

Making cookies was the perfect ‘cool down away from people so you don't have a meltdown and psychically destroy Steve's house’ activity. Steve had learned that El really enjoyed cooking, and although she couldn’t use her powers to get the flour down from the high shelf like she usually would if it was just them, she was still having fun.

“Don’t listen to anyone who tells you oatmeal raisin cookies are bad,” Steve instructed, rolling out another ball of dough and placing it carefully on the cookie sheet. “They’re stupid and childish.”

“Mike hates oatmeal raisin,” El cheerfully replied, licking the spoon that Steve had handed to her when he was done mixing the batter.

Now that it was just the two of them, she had relaxed. She was sitting on the counter next to where he was working, ever so slightly bobbing her head along to the music filtering in from the living room. Steve had relaxed along with her, all of the previous troubles of the night fading away, replaced by the smell of cinnamon sugar and the warmth of the oven heating up.

“My point exactly. Mike hates everything great,” Steve countered, dabbing a bit of cookie batter onto the tip of El’s nose. She laughed softly, and stuck her tongue out, trying to reach the offending treat.

“Mike likes me,” El shot back, continuing to try and touch her tongue to her nose. Steve watched her struggle for a second more before shaking his head and reaching around her to grab a paper towel.

“Well, even a broken clock is right twice a day,” Steve whispered conspiratorially as he wiped her face clean. This started up another round of giggles, and Steve laughed along with her, his entire body feeling light for the first time all day.

He loved each of his kids for different reasons- even Mike- but El was just so easy. The rest of them couldn't help the compulsive urge to be difficult little hell beasts. They were always trying to show off how smart they were, which usually meant disparaging Steve’s intelligence to some degree. Even Will couldn’t resist a few snarky comments when he thought Steve was being overprotective.

But El thought Steve was one of the smartest people in the world, and she was always telling him so. It was objectively untrue, but it was fun to get to show her how to do things without being afraid of being told he was doing them wrong. Even something as simple as baking cookies was an opportunity to give her a new happy experience, and getting to be a part of that was kind of magical.

“How about this- we’ll tell Mike you made these and you’ll see just how quickly oatmeal raisin becomes his favorite cookie,” Steve offered.

“Sounds like fun,” A familiar voice said from the doorway, making Steve’s heart skip a beat.

Steve turned around and gave Eddie a pleased grin, waving him in and turning around to finish up with the dough.

“Hey Eds,” Steve said as Eddie leaned into his space and snagged a bite. Eddie hummed appreciatively, going for another taste but Steve smacked his hand with his spoon before he could.

“You’ll get sick eating that,” Steve pointed out.

“So mean,” Eddie said with a fake pout. He pulled away from Steve, walking around the kitchen aimlessly with swinging arms, “I was just wondering where our liege had run off to. Apparently you went to guide a wayward princess through the fine art of confectionary creation.”

Said ‘princess’ was staring at Eddie with open distrust. Her spoon had been abandoned beside her, and her arms were wrapped tight around her middle. Steve was immediately reminded of her initial reaction to Max. Although they were thick as thieves now, El had been cold to her too at the start. Steve had figured it was some sort of pre-teen jealousy thing over Mike.

Apparently it was just an all around jealousy thing. It made sense though. A girl who had nothing would protect whatever she had with ferocious intensity, especially her people. Time to do a little damage control.

“Eddie’s my friend, and he said he wanted to be friends with you too,” Steve said, pitching his voice soft and low as he reframed things for El. If Eddie was one of her people, then she wouldn’t be quite so possessive over Steve’s time. “He’s a little loud, and a little scary looking, but he’s probably the nicest person I know.”

Eddie raised his eyebrows in surprise, but Steve just shrugged. He was just being honest, Eddie probably was the nicest person Steve knew. He cared about Nancy and Jonathan, and he loved the kids, but none of them were necessarily very nice. Eddie had taken Steve in without even really thinking about it, which would have been amazing even if Steve had just been another nerd.

The fact that Steve used to be one of the people who would have made fun of people like Eddie only made him even better in Steve’s eyes.

El’s mouth pursed into a tiny little scowl, and she narrowed her eyes, evaluating Eddie where he stood.

“Bitchin’,” El said after a moment, punctuating the word with an approving nod. It was probably the closest thing to approval Eddie could earn at this moment.

“Yeah, Babydoll’s totally bitchin,’” Steve said with a laugh, stretching the word out just because it was funny to see Eddie turn bright red. Steve wasn’t sure if it was from the compliment or the silly nickname, but either way he was enjoying it.

“It’s good to meet you, Miss Jane,” Eddie said, coughing and trying to will away the blush on his cheeks, “Steve’s told me a lot about you.”

El turned to look at Steve, adorably confused by Eddie’s statement. Steve stiffened up, avoiding his knee jerk impulse to shake his head. He hadn’t told Eddie anything real about El, just the same story that Hopper and Joyce were selling to the parents. But El wasn’t good with secrets at the best of times, and the elaborate intricate story that they had woven would probably be too much for her.

“El? EL!”

“Mike, stop shouting!” Steve said, shouting himself, relieved at being interrupted before things could get hairy. He rolled his eyes and shot Eddie a look, calm now that Eddie seemed less curious about El and more fondly annoyed with Mike and his antics. “We’re in the kitchen.”

Pandemonium as all four boys trooped in, clustering around El and chattering their heads off like they always did. Steve let out the breath he had unintentionally been holding, leaning back against the counter as he watched the kids mess around.

“Steve, stop hogging her,” Mike snapped as he pulled away from El, glowering at him with all of the brutality of a two week old puppy.

“El’s a person, not a toy. She can do something without you and that doesn’t mean she likes you any less,” Steve said, ignoring Mike’s sputtering denials as he helped El down from the counter, “The oven has to preheat anyway. Why don’t you go inside with them, and when the cookies are ready, you can help me dunk them in the icing?”

El nodded, allowing herself to be pulled away by the boys. But just as she passed Eddie she stopped, grabbing onto the sleeve of his leather jacket and looking up at him from behind her curls.

“You’ll join us?” She asked. Eddie leaned down so they were the same height and nodded, reaching out to ruffle her curls.

“I’ll be here, Lady Jane,” Eddie promised.

“El,” She corrected.

That was big, even if Eddie didn’t fully realize it. It wasn’t exactly a full acceptance, but only people El actually liked were allowed to use her ‘real’ name.

“El?” Eddie questioned.

“A nickname. Not sure where she got it,” Steve stepped in, smoothing out the wrinkle before it could even form. He nudged Lucas, pushing them all towards the door, “Now scram, twerps.”

The kids all immediately began to groan and whisper curses under their breath at the word ‘twerps’, and they dragged El out without another word to Eddie or Steve. Steve turned and began to gather the dishes, dumping them all into the sink and turning on the water. As he started scrubbing, Steve felt more than saw Eddie’s presence approaching him.

“I think she likes me,” Eddie sang, leaning all of his weight against Steve. He caught Eddie easily, carrying both of their weights as he continued to do the dishes.

“What’s not to like?” Steve asked. The question was rhetorical, but the shaky little breath inward that Eddie let out wasn’t. Steve paused, sensing the mood shifting, put down the bowl he was holding and faced Eddie.

He looked wrecked, inexplicably upset and almost guilty as he chewed on his lip and searched for words. All Steve wanted to do was wrap him in a hug and ask what was wrong, but he held back. Whatever Eddie was trying to say, it was important.

“Steve-”

But whatever Eddie was going to say was interrupted by the sound of an engine outside. The motor was roaring, an obnoxious sound that grated on Steve’s nerves and set his teeth on edge. There was only one person who revved their stupid car that way in town, and he was the last person Steve wanted to see tonight.

Whatever this was, it wasn’t going to be good.

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