#They were like 'Oh so 12 Doctor's?' and I said no. 15 but 14 was played by the same guy as 10 and there is also War and Fugitive and Cushin

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My coworker said that I know quite a lot about Doctor Who. I told them they have no idea.

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I watched all of modern Doctor Who and these were my favorite episodes.

If you told me back in 2015 that I'd watch the entirety of modern Doctor Who, I'd probably think you're a liar. But, a cute girl wanted to watch Doctor Who with me, and how do you tell a cute girl “No?” Being that of the Superwholock trinity, Doctor Who the least upsetting of the three, I figured “Why not?” I mean, it's enjoyed by thousands and thousands of people, surely it has merit for existing, right?

And, it does! There are many great episodes that I really enjoyed (not to mention a lot of schlock I hated). I even enjoy some of the old serials and that 1996 movie is pretty fun (so very 90s). I can't claim to have seen all of Doctor Who, there is a lot of old stuff I'm probably never going to know even exists, not to mention all the spin offs and audio dramas, there's no way I can get through it all. But, I have seen the modern run, starting with Christopher Eccleston all the way to Ncuti Gatwa in Empire of Death.

Annnnd, anyone that knows me knows I love to rank and review episodic tv shows. So, with that said, here are my 15 favorite episodes of modern Doctor Who:

15 - Dalek (S01, E06)

It is probably unsurprising to any Doctor Who fan to see this episode on the list. The Eccleston era was my introduction to Doctor Who (as I'm sure it was for a lot of people) and this episode was my introduction to the famous villain, the Daleks. It's really a wild way to be introduced to the Daleks when you think about it, the Doctor and his companion Rose end up in an underground museum of alien artifacts out in Nevada and find the man that runs it has a Dalek in captivity. Upon learning of the Dalek's existence, the Doctor goes on a campaign to kill it with extreme prejudice until Rose yells at him about how he's being this horrendous person – which makes the doctor have a “Maybe I'm the baddie” moment and it resolves peacefully. Genuinely is really a good episode about moving on and realizing that we all have good and evil in us. A true standout of the early modern run of the show.

14 - The Impossible Planet & The Satan's Pit (S02, E08&E09)

There's a spectrum when it comes to Doctor Who, there are episodes that are gorgeous and smart and well thought out, then there are episodes that are just absolutely ridiculous. If Dalek explores the prejudice that can be enacted by those we see as “good,” then this duo of episodes is “what if the Christian devil was real and he was in space.” This is such an unbelievable hit of stupid bullshit, but it's delivered so very well. The first episode is loaded with mystery and adventure and unknown horror, while the second episode introduces the goofy concept in whole but still somehow grounds it enough that it still feels like a real plot with real stakes. It's the acting. The actors really sell this one to you. Space Satan is not what I expected when getting into this show but hey, it works and I like it.

13 - Blink (S03, E10)

I'm going to be honest with you, I feel like the internet really hypes up the Weeping Angels to a point that when you finally encounter them you're like, “Oh that's all?” Every episode of Doctor Who with the Weeping Angels feels underwhelming, silly, dumb, boring, with one exception: the original. I will not try to convince you that Blink lives up to the hype that the fandom has built for it, but if you can watch it without the Superwholock kind of bullshit in your head, what you'll find is actually a pretty good story. One of the best of the show. If the angels existed for this one episode and nothing else, they may have stood as the best antagonist of the show, but they got overused. I'm not going to explain the episode, I'll end up overhyping it more, just watch it.

12 - A Town Called Mercy (S07, E03)

I never see anyone really talk about this episode and it makes me wonder if maybe I'm alone in thinking it's great, which if so, oh well. I like westerns. The long and short of this is the Doctor and his companions, Amy and Rory, arrive in the old west to find a town with electricity too early and an alien cyborg gunslinger hanging outside of town hunting the town physician who turns out to be an alien that committed some horrific space crimes. The episode feels like a fun, loving homage to the western genre while once again exploring those aforementioned qualities of good people can be bad and vice versa. It's a fantastic little romp for the cast and these are the kinds of episodes that made the show fun to watch.

11 - Midnight (S04, E10)

Does this count as a bottle episode? The one thing I have to give the cast of Doctor Who is that when they decide it's time to really act, they act very, very well. This episode is completely carried by the acting of David Tennant and his supporting cast. In this episode, the Doctor's companion Donna sits one out while the Doctor takes a shuttle bus to go see a waterfall, until some unknown alien starts taking over people's bodies. This is a very, very well done episode that shows that you don't need elaborate set dressing or endless action to make good television, you just need good actors.

10 - The Devil's Chord (S14, E02)

I realize this might be controversial to say, but Ncuti Gatwa is my favorite actor to portray the Doctor. He's a fantastic actor and the energy he brings the role is so different and wonderful. When it comes to media, people typically don't like to hear you praise the modern bits over the older stuff, but this most recent run of Doctor Who with Gatwa is consistently more interesting and enjoyable than any other season of Doctor Who (that's probably Davies doing).

That all said, The Devil's Chord is a wild episode. I previously said that Doctor Who has a spectrum, from really great story telling to really goofy. If Midnight is the great story telling, then The Devil's Chord is the goofy. In this episode the Doctor and Ruby must face off against Maestro, the God of Music, who wishes to take all music from the world. The energy of this episode is wild, with Ncuti Gatwa's take on the Doctor going up against the insanely wild trickster character Maestro, who is portrayed by the trans actor Jinkx Monsoon. If you've fallen off of late Doctor Who, or you are completely new to it, please give this new season a watch (and don't let the Beatles jump scare at the beginning stop you, I swear there's no Beatles music!).

09 - The Empty Child / The Doctor Dances (S01, E09&E10)

If you're starting your Doctor Who watch at the beginning of the modern series, this will probably be the first episode that strikes a real chord with you (well, other than Dalek that is). This was the show's first real attempt at telling a horror story, one that is sort of zombie adjacent. This bizarre World War Two story with a child in a gas mask morphing people's bodies and existences into more versions of himself is one of the more original stories in the entire Doctor Who series, no one but Eccleston and Billie Piper could have sold this so well. Not to mention the introduction of Jack Harkness! (We'll uh...we'll ignore the actors conduct for this...)

08 - Planet of the Ood (S04, E03)

This is not the first time we meet the Ood, they were in the aforementioned Impossible Planet episodes, however this is when the Doctor finally does what he should have from the very start. The Ood are essentially a slave race, and in Planet of the Ood, they finally start to act out and revolt. The Doctor, as unpolitical as he has always been according to some people, decides “Yeah! Slaves are wrong!” and starts working with Ood Sigma (who becomes a recurring character kind of) in freeing the Ood. This episode also has one of the sickest, most awesome, kinda horrific effects in all of Doctor Who. Above all else, this episode is just very beautifully shot and well made. One of the highlights of the entire series.

07 - The Day of the Doctor (50th Anniversary Special)

Exploring the Doctor's mind during the Time War is such a cool concept. It's a thing the Doctor keeps referring to as this horrific, life changing thing for him, and getting even a glimpse into it is guaranteed an amazing time. Featuring both David Tennant and Matt Smith, while bringing on John Hurt of all people because Eccleston wouldn't reprise his role, the acting talent in this special is incredible and genuinely so wonderful to watch. At the end of the day, it's a really, really good Doctor Who romp and deserves any praise it gets.

06 - The Waters of Mars (2009 Autumn Special)

Pic from the BBC. Theirs looks better than anything I could get.

Hey look! It's the Hugo award winning special! And I only put it at number six!

Everything about this special is so fucking cool. The set designs, the costumes, the fucking monster itself, everything in this is so cool. You know how people always joke about horror needing to be wet? Well this is wet horror. David Tennant puts in so much effort here, struggling with what he wants to and what he has to do, the Doctor is really pushed to some stressful limits here that has such a fantastic end to it. Even if you disagree with where I placed it on this list, there is no doubt that The Waters of Mars is among the best stories Doctor Who has ever put out.

05 - The Impossible Astronaut / Day of the Moon (S06, E01&E02)

This is one that's probably going to get some pushback. I am an X-Files fan, it's my favorite show, love it when it's great and I love it when it's trashy. This two part season opening is the most X-files like the show ever gets, and I am so into it. The opening mystery of the episode sets up a really cool overarching concept for the season (don't ask if it's resolved well, please don't ask that) while introducing us to one of the coolest enemies Doctor Who ever made (please don't ask if they stay that way, please don't ask that). Everything about this is so fun and interesting and I hope others come out of it feeling the same way.

04 - Voyage of the Damned (2007 Christmas Special)

Pic from IMDB.

DOCTOR WHO TITANIC IS VERY GOOD!! Sorry for yelling. For a long while this sat as my absolute favorite episode of Doctor Who. Journeying alone on a rare occasion, the Doctor finds himself spending Christmas aboard the space Titanic (I am not kidding, they named it the Titanic!) and as the name of the ship would imply, tragedy strikes. This story is really wonderful, we get to see the Doctor try his hardest to save people and show love and kindness to so many people, not to mention having a group of characters instead of one companion to explore. I especially love the Van Hoff couple, who are two fat and poor people who won tickets to come aboard what is a wealthy cruise. Everyone around them is rather classist and fatphobic to them, but of all they characters in the special, they exhibit real happiness and love and their devotion to one another is genuinely so wonderful.

As I said, this one stood as my favorite episode for a long time. And, you don't really need to see any previous episodes to watch it, so please go watch it. It's a fun time.

03 - The Giggle (60th Anniversary Special)

I don't know what the wider fandom's thoughts on the 60th Anniversary Specials are, so I don't know if this is a controversial take or not. But, The Giggle highlights everything that is great about Doctor Who. It tips its scales back into the goofy part of the spectrum, but that goofiness is ultimately what makes this such a fun and interesting special. When thinking of actors like Neil Patrick Harris, who are so big and popular and well known celebrities, you forget that the popularity came from the fact they're good at their craft, and if The Giggle did anything for me, it was reminding me that yes, Neil Patrick Harris is an outstanding actor. And, getting put with a returning David Tennant and Catherine Tate really just solidified this special as some of the best acting the series has to offer.

The scene where the Toymaker forces the Doctor and Donna to watch a puppet show about the fates of the Doctor's companions is one of the best meta commentaries the show ever did about itself. The introduction of Ncuti Gatwa is pulled off in a fantastic way. And, the ending is so heartwarming that it makes makes me happy they brought Tennant's Doctor and Donna back.

02 - Heaven Sent (S09, E11)

I previously said that Ncuti Gatwa stands as my favorite Doctor. But, before the Gatwa episodes were out, my favorite was Peter Capaldi. Though Capaldi was given some of the worst scripts of the series (Jodie Whittaker probably got the worst of the worst), he brought such a different interpretation to the Doctor. David Tennant and Matt Smith's Doctors, despite their differences, were largely the same characters. Capaldi's had more of that Eccleston-esque attitude and charm, while bringing this gravitas that makes the silly moments feel real emotionally.

Which brings me to Heaven Sent, which might be the pinnacle of acting in the series. When people think of the best Doctor Who episodes, they probably expect big action and lots of adventure, but to me, the most interesting parts of Doctor Who are when we explore the Doctor as a character. What makes him tick, what makes him who he is, why is he here doing this – exploration of the Doctor and his motives is spectacular, especially when done right. Heaven Sent follows the Capaldi Doctor, after the death of his companion, imprisoned in a castle where he must reveal all his secrets. The torture and sorrow that Capaldi is able to show on his face is both horrifying and spectacular, really showing that he is an outstanding actor. There is no other piece of television like Heaven Sent.

01 - Vincent and the Doctor (S05, E10)

I don't think this is a surprise to anyone. I'm sure everyone has seen the gifs go around of the Doctor taking Vincent van Gogh to the future to see how his work is revered and loved and how moving that scene is. What I don't think most people know is how after that scene, after Vincent has been put back in his own time, the museum doesn't change. There are no new paintings. Amy, the Doctor's companion, then must learn that love and praise alone do not cure mental illness.

This episode has a haze of melancholy. The Doctor may change history plenty of times, but he doesn't often change real events. So, from the very beginning, you know van Gogh's fate, and you know it won't be changed. I actually liked this episode' portrayal of mental illness, it really is something that affects our lives, and makes it hard (if not impossible) to fit into society. How people with mental illness are often outcast, harassed, and treated like subhumans. But, this episode also shows happiness, hope, and love. And, that people do love you, no matter what you may think.

And, I think that makes it the best episode of modern Doctor Who.

Tumblr has decided that adding my full episode rankings would make this post too long. So, I will be adding them in a second reblog (check notes if you want to see!)

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Birthday Crasher (Part 2) (Joel Miller X Reader)

Pairing: no-outbreak!joel miller x f!reader

Warnings: fluff, sweet joel, domestic joel, rom-com

Summary (Series): reader as Joel’s neighbor. Joel’s wife left him so Joel asked his neighbor for help in babysitting Sarah. 

Summary: Sarah got sick on her first birthday.

Words count: 1.3k

A/N: I’m trying to make this as a rom-com, hope you like my new series! This is part 8 of Where It All Starts. But it can also be read as a standalone. I'm so grateful for all of you! Thank you for your comments, reblogs, and likes ❤️ There are still more chapters for this series so stay tuned! Love you!

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“Fuck it.” You finally caved in and kissed Joel passionately. 

He kissed you back and pushed you to lean on the fridge. The fridge shook because of your weight and you gasped. But he ignored it so you put your arms around his neck and continued kissing him. 

But it felt like it was only for a second then you heard Sarah cry from her bedroom. Joel and you rushed to her to check on her.

“What’s wrong, babygirl?” Joel panted as he stopped at the doorway.

“Hey, hey. I’m here, sweetheart. I’m here.” You lifted Sarah from the crib and smelled her butt.

“Not smelling anything.” You were confused. 

You had fed her. She didn’t peed or poop. So what was the reason she was crying?

You felt something was off. Her cheeks were flushed. It was redder than usual. Then you put the back of your palm to her head and it felt warmer. 

“Joel, get the thermometer please. Hurry.” You were panting as you panicked.

Joel rushed to find the thermometer and handed it to you. You immediately checked her temperature using the thermometer.

“Joel..” You showed the thermometer to Joel.

“38°C?” Joel put his hand on his forehead.

“We need to go to the hospital, right now.” You rushed to get your jacket.

Joel got his keys and ran to the car. He drove as fast as he could to get to hospital and go to the emergency room. Sarah had a fever. On her birthday. 

“Help! Please! My daughter. I think she has a fever.” Joel begged the nurse.

“Please, she just turned one today.” You begged as you held Sarah in your arms.

“Okay, please come here.” The nurse guided you to a bed and called the doctor.

The doctor examined her and treated her. She was now sleeping on the hospital bed. You sat beside her as you caressed her head while Joel was doing the procedures and paid the bills.

“We can go home now.” Joel came beside you and rested his hand on your shoulder.

“Okay.” 

At home

“Hey, babygirl. It’s still your birthday today. I forgot to tell you, your mama told me to tell you that she said happy birthday.” You kissed her cheek.

“Ma-ma.” Sarah babbled.

Joel and you froze and stared at each other. Jaws dropped.

“Did she just-” Your eyes widened.

“Yeah, I think she just did.” Joel nodded.

“Say it one more time babygirl.” You bounced her a bit on your lap.

“Ma-ma.” Sarah repeated. 

You cried. You were not her mom but you felt happiness when the baby in your arms called you her mama.

“Oh..babygirl.” Joel caressed Sarah’s head. He took her from your arms as you wiped your tears.

“Try saying dada.” Joel cooed at his daughter.

“Ma-ma.” Sarah kept saying the word mama.

“No, no. Dada. I’m your daddy.” He snuggled his face to Sarah’s belly.

“Come on, sweetie. Try dada. Da-da.” You taught her how to say it.

“Da-da.” Sarah finally said the word.

“Oh my God!” You covered your mouth as you gasped.

“She just called me dada. Dada loves you, babygirl.” Joel kissed his daughter’s forehead.

You looked at Joel and Sarah and your eyes were getting teary. You were happy seeing Joel happy beside what had happened that morning. You leaned in and caressed Sarah’s head.

“Can I stay with her tonight?” You asked.

“Yeah, sure. But I-uh-I don’t have a spare bed. You can take my bed and sleep with her in my bedroom. I’ll take the couch.” 

“You sure?” You felt bad letting Joel sleep on the couch but there was no other way.

“I’m sure, darlin’.” Joel nodded.

“Okay,  time to bed, birthday girl. Come on.” Joel passed Sarah to your arms and you brought her to bed. 

Joel guided the way and opened the door for you. 

“You can change into this.” Joel put his white t-shirt and sweatpants on the edge of the bed.

“Thank you.” You were too tired from the busy day so you didn’t bother to stop by your house to get changed.

“I-uh-I’ll be downstairs if you need anythin’.  Good night, (y/n).”

“Good night, Joel.” You closed the door as you walked him out. 

You changed to his t-shirt. It was so big and you decided not to wear his sweatpants because his t-shirt was long enough to cover you. You raised the collar to your nose smelling his shirt. You smiled as you found that comforting smell again. 

“We’re having a sleepover tonight, sweetie.” You patted baby Sarah’s tummy gently as you laid beside her. 

Hours passed and you found yourself awake. You were lost in your thoughts thinking how Joel should be with his daughter tonight. Especially since it was her birthday and she was sick. You sat on the bed and decided to check on Joel downstairs.

“Joel, you awake?” You called him as you walked down the stairs.

“Joel?” You called him again as you walked closer.

“AHH!” Joel screamed in a high pitched tone.

“What?!What?!” You panicked.

“Fuck, I thought you were a ghost.” Joel covered his face in embarrassment.

“What the fuck, Joel? You thought I was a ghost?” You laughed. 

“How can I not think you were a ghost when you’re lookin’ like that?” Joel moved his hand up and down pointing at you.

You looked at yourself and realized. You were wearing his white t-shirt oversized hugging almost half of your body. And your long hair was let down.

“Sorry.” You chuckled.

“What is it? You need anythin’?” Joel asked.

“I was wondering if you wanted to join us upstairs?” You pointed to your back.

“Upstairs?” Joel raised his eyebrows.

“Yeah, I think Sarah needs her dad with her now.” 

“Yeah, sure.” Joel followed you upstairs.

“Ahh!!” You suddenly mimicked Joel’s scream earlier as you climbed the stairs in front of him.

“You do realize you just screamed like a girl, right?” You stopped and turned your head to him, teasing him.

“Don’t make fun of me.” He threatened you.

“Ahh!” You mimicked him again and laughed.

“Stop it.” He sighed as he covered his face.

“Fine. Fine. I’ll stop.” You chuckled and walked your way back to the bedroom.

“Where do you usually sleep?” You asked Joel which side of the bed was his.

“Here.” He pointed to the left side.

“Okay.” You climbed to the right side and laid down.

Your heart beat faster. Tonight was your first night sleeping with Joel in the same room and same bed with only a baby separating you both. You slept on your side facing him and patted Sarah’s tummy. 

Joel could feel his body stiff. He laid on his back with his hands folded on his stomach facing the ceilings. His heart felt like it would burst in any second. He cleared his throat as he moved to sleep on his side facing you. Both of you were now facing each other.

“Ugh-Hi.” Joel awkwardly said hi. He felt stupid for saying that.

“Hi?” You hi-ed him back with a questioning tone.

“Do you-uhm-do you think she’s sick because of what happened earlier in the morning?” Joel felt guilty after the fight with Sarah’s mom on his daughter’s birthday.

“It’s not your fault, Joel. Babies get sick. It’s normal. Don’t blame yourself.” You consoled him.

“I’m glad she’s okay. Thank you for today.” He put his hand on top of your hand that was patting Sarah’s tummy.

“Anytime.” You smiled.

He giggled and you giggled. You two felt the awkwardness sleeping in the same room but each of you felt butterflies on your stomach. The two of you started to forget about the bad things that had happened today. Joel and you even forgot to talk about “that one second kiss” that happened earlier in the day.

To be continued…

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P.2 HH Lucifer-centric AU 12/?

STORY 1, PART 1, PART 2, PART 3, PART 4, PART 5, PART 6, PART 7, PART 8, PART 9, PART 10, PART 11, PART 13, PART 14, PART 14.5, PART 15, PART 16, PART 17, PART 18, PART 19, PART 20, PART 21, PART 22, PART 23, PART 24, PART 25, PART 26

If you guys see any changes when re-reading a chapter, means that I'm just proofreading and editing it haha

I proofread after I post something. Anyone interested in being a beta reader/proofreader?

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Lucifer is anxious.

After his no more than 10 minute nap was interrupted by the arrival of Belphegor, they were the only 2 in the room. The Sin of Sloth all but ordered that no one enters Lucifer's quarters until she is has looked him over and deemed fine and safe.

He didn't even get to see Charlie but Belphegor in doctor mode is someone he doesn't want to be difficult with.

He could hear the rest of the Sins beyond the door, probably pushing each other to try and sneak a peak or hear something. It reminds him of the time when the Sins first came into existence and acted like clingy children to him and Lilith.

With all the experience he had with them, he still managed to fuck up with Charlie.

Belphegor: -head?

Oh, Bel was talking.

Lucifer: Hmm?

She purses her lips at his inattentiveness and type something on her tablet. This can't be good.

Belphegor: I asked how is your head?

Lucifer: Still attached to me.

Bel gave him a deadpan look.

Belphegor: Very funny.

Lucifer: I am a clown.

Belphegor: Do not let Mammon hear you say that, he might include you as one of his trademark jesters.

Bel fired a few more standard questions and despite her doubts, he was honestly feeling fine. His body and mind is just craving sleep right now but he's in not any sort of pain. Plus, it's not like Bel can cure his problem no matter how good she and her meds are.

Belphegor: Charlie mentioned stuff came out of you? Like dark smoke?

Lucifer: You have to take her word for it because I have no idea what was happening. I was basically asleep the whole time. You should check on her too though. She looks worse than I did.

Belphegor: Yes. Maybe next time, inform one of us of your whereabouts so that the princess doesn't have a mental breakdown when she finds you near dead.

Lucifer: Yeah yeah. But I was only there for a nap. Honest! You know how these Heaven trips are always so tiring, Bel.

Belphegor: Which brings me to my next question, how long have you been coming and going into Heaven?

Lucifer: Uhhh I don't know what you're talking about.

Belphegor: Don't think I did not get that slip of tongue. You said trips.

Lucifer: Did I? I meant trip. Cos this is the first time I've come back there. Yep.

Belphegor: You are supposed to be the father of lies yet you cannot even make up a good enough excuse when the situation calls for it.

Lucifer: Ouch.

Belphegor: So, how long have you been making your secret Heavenly trips without us knowing…… Your Majesty.

Ahhh ever so respectful, even when she's scolding him.

Lucifer: It looks like you already had your suspicions even before I fucked it up.

Belphegor: Opening a portal to a place that is obviously not the entrance to Heaven, having a key to open said portal to a private quarters, not one message above for a permission. It's not rocket science.

Lucifer: Jeez. I didn't even know you were watching that intently.

Belphegor: What servant would I be if I did not keep an eye on my King.

Lucifer: Ain't a good servant supposed to follow their King with no questions asked? This is feeling a lot like an interrogation.

Belphegor: You are correct. And you have mine and the Sins' unyielding loyalty. But.. it does appear like you've forgotten a simple detail.

Lucifer: Oh yeah? And what's that?

Belphegor: You are our big brother. We value you as our family, not simply as royalty.

Lucifer doesn't know what to say to that. Instead he opts to steer the subject.

Lucifer: Do the others know?

Belphegor: I do not think so. And I have half a mind to let them loose on you but.. no. I have a very good inkling you don't want anyone to know of your endeavours.

Lucifer: Just don't tell them. Not yet.

He know Bel won't but he still wants to ask anyway.

Belphegor: Very well. But you are not answering my question. How. Long?

Lucifer can't help but gulp. There's really no getting out of this one. He's a bit glad it's Bel and not anyone else. If there's anyone of the Sins who knows how to keep something to themselves, it's the Sin of Sloth.

Thankfully, she's also too focused on the fact that he's having secret meetings in Heaven than what happened back at the palace.

Lucifer: ….More or less 5000 years ago. It was Michael who reached out first. No one else knows except my siblings up there.

Belphegor: Not even the head Seraphim?

Lucifer: As far as Sera is concerned, I am still banned from setting foot beyond the pearly gates.

Belphegor: Why would the Archangel Michael take that risk then? If found out, would that not affect his standing in Heaven?

Lucifer: At first it was just to stay up to date. He said that he didn't fully trust the council but I think that's just an excuse to have me alone with no one hovering. It's not frequent enough that anyone in Heaven will be able to sense me. But I stopped going when the extermination was proposed.

He took Bel's silence as a cue to continue.

Lucifer: Long before the Fall, Michael and I promised never to lie to each other. And during those secret meetings, I still thought that. I told him everything. But he never told me about the extermination so I guess it was just me upholding that promise. I'm such a fool.

He buries his face in his hands because the he really is a fool. Michael wasn't the only one pretending everything was okay; that anything barely changed. Lucifer hopes that Belphegor doesn't take his secrecy the wrong way.

He just wanted to be the little brother again.

Belphegor: You are a fool.

He can't help but shot Belphegor a pitying look but she puts up a hand before he could say something.

Belphegor: But so was I when I kept that secret that almost destroyed all of Hell. So was Satan for antagonizing the Son of God on Earth which consequently made them think it was you. So was Asmodeus for making his crystals and allowing illegal travels on the human world. So was Mammon when he tried to sue you for the first time and sent you to one of your self-isolation punishments. So was Leviathan for picking a fight with Lilith when you were already in distress. So was Beelzebub for almost letting you drink yourself to death. And so was Lilith for leaving.

The Sin of Sloth moves in front of him so their knees are touching. Bel had never been a touchy person. Much like Alastor, small gestures of touch are her way of shouting her love for you.

He'll forever be honored to be on the receiving end of those kinds of affection because he knows that those gifts given only to people who they think they deserve.

Belphegor: We're fools and we must learn from it. Was it not you who gave humanity the gift of knowledge? Who gave us life? Who gave us free will? So now you have the free will to choose if you'll remain one.

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I don't know why but I love writing Belphegor so much. It's the way she talks that is just easy to keep writing.

Anyway, continuation of this is tomorrow!

I only wanted a Bel and Luci chapter again, you'll see the rest of the Sins and Charlie again tomorrow!

Likes, reblogs, and comments are always appreciated!

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What happened to ur thumb?!

So, this happened yesterday

0. I had a low level of light headedness and a stomach ache but I needed to get out to the barn to exercise autumn

1. Autumn wasn’t ridden for 2 days and was energetic

2. My crop and saddle felt off, I later learn they were used and modified slightly without my permission (I’m not mad at whoever did, just confused on why they did it as well have that stuff at the barn)

3. My crop and set being off, shifted my normal no anxiety routine to a “oh god, do I need to check Autumn’s back and legs for injuries?” Routine.

4. My legs were awkward trying to reposition correctly, and since autumn is used to me being a quiet and relaxed rider and caretaker that probably ticked her off, her ears were pinned back but flopping, no fucking idea what that means but I have seem some horses do it when anxious or stressed, but idk

5. The crop kept hitting the wrong place on the shoulder, I hound be able to tap once and she goes, and since I’m a rated-shows rider I can’t look down as it’s frowned upon, and have to keep my head up until the lesson or atleast course is over. So I wasn’t able to see what the difference was other than the slightly off feeling.

6. Ticked her off more that I continued to try to use the crop. MY fault, I have no fucking idea what I was doing there other than me failing to follow proper barn rules.

7. We start the course and I she goes speed demon and I could tell she was abt to do SMTH, whether it was a buck or rear I honestly don’t know nor want to find out. I just cut off and out of the course halfway through

8. I got called a coward, (JOKINGLY) so I laugh and say “fuck you than, let’s see what shit I can do now that her energy is out” and get back on.

9. Same thing as 7 but this time I don’t cut off the course and the literal next jump she bucks

10. I land HARD on her neck, I really need to check it out but my friend said she looks fine for now.

11. My hand obviously hits her neck first, my thumb taking the most damage

12. I stayed on, THANKFULLY, cause if I fell off I have no fucking idea what would have happened

13. The rest is kinda like, foggy ig, I remeber making my usual “it can’t be to bad, I lived!” And then my thumb started hurting. At first thought it was SMTH I could ride off. I was wrong and for the next 15 mins I was a mess from it, both being my birthday and smth bad happening on my birthday for th 3rd time in a row. I get home, see my finger and go “damn I’m overdramatic as hell, it’s only a minor jam”

14. Just ice it and kept it elevated the entire night

(Today)

14. No sleep last night

15. It looks weird so I prob need to get it checked for possible infection

16. I get to the doctors and expect to be laughed at for coming in with a minor jam

17. I get X-rayed cause they wanted to see if it’s fractured, told I did amazing for being actively hurt and staying still and calm during it

18. I get to the actual office, Hear I shattered the tip of my thumb and it will forever be slightly bent, get banned from horse riding for a month, (sucks for them as I won’t listen to that)

19. I pull the cancer joke on @stormbreaker-290 again while walking to the room I’m supposed to go to, since I’m MEAN-

20. I get measured for a 1 finger cast as the injury is not severe in the sense I would need a full handed cast, but apparently shattering your tip of your thumb is relatively severe, since it doesn’t happen often and will leave me with my thumb being bent slightly forever unless I decide to do an overpriced surgery. Spoiler alert, I’m broke. Doenst hurt like what I expected tho, it’s only in that category I think for a longer healing process (I wasn’t listening but it was MENTIONED) and a permanent difference in my thumb even if it’s barely noticeable.

So, yeah it’s not severe in the sense of pain, it might take a bit to heal, I’m gonna take care of autumn still obvi and completely ignore the no-riding rule. I MEAN, ILL ONLY DO WORKOUTS AND NOTHING TO BIG OR SHOW PRACTICES OK?!

It’s also on my left hand, and I’m a boring right handed person so I’m fine lol. Gonna use it to hopefully get out of school obvi, but like yeah

Preppy cast✨

[buckyscrystalqueen]

Winter Wolf: Part 15

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, fluff, angst

Word Count: 4,421

A/N: Finally got the muse to finish this story! YAY!

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7 / Part 8 / Part 9 / Part 10 / Part 11 / Part 12 / Part 13 / Part 14

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“I want it to look like a plantation house.” You said as you stood in front of what was left of your house between a general contractor, and Bucky as you bounced Ana on your hip, while you looked at another contractor that dealt with historic homes, specifically, and Tony, who was paying for the reconstruction. It had taken him a month of cutting red tape, but on the afternoon of your one year anniversary, he handed you the updated deed and a photo of the new metal arch across your driveway with the real name of your plantation and the real year it was established displayed proudly beneath it.

“I want the same wide wrap around porch, and the balcony on the second floor with all glass French doors. I want the white columns, and my stone fireplace in the parlor, and wood floors throughout. Oh, and I want to see my willow through my bedroom windows. Everything else, you can ask Bucky for. But the kitchen has to be in the back, left corner, and it has to have six bedrooms. Four up, and two down- one on either side of the first floor. Classic.” You finished as you switched Ana on your hip and turned to let her play in the willow tree. “Oh, and bathrooms. Lots of bathrooms. And air conditioning. And a swing in that oak tree over there.”

“Did you want to knock down that old workers house still, doll?” Bucky asked as you put your daughter down, and held on to her hands so she could stretch her legs.

“Yep! Get rid of it.” You called out with a nod. “That’s what we’ll do, Anastasia. When Daddy’s done, we’ll walk back and go look at the little river where you can sit and play in the water. You’d like that, huh? Better than being raised in a tower.” You sighed and sat down in the short grass with a small smile. “We’ve really come full circle here, baby girl.” You said as you shifted her grip on your fingers. “I really hope your mom would like us moving you here. I think she would. You’re gunna have a huge yard to play in, and your own room. And we can start a garden again, and we can plant some more apple and peach trees in the back. And I think I remember how to fish, but maybe Daddy does so he can teach us both. And maybe we can get you a little pool to play in on hot days…” You paused for a moment as you looked over at the distant sound of tires turning into your driveway. “James…”

“Yea…”

“That’s a government car.” You called out as you picked up your daughter, and walked out from under the willow tree to look over at the drive. You stopped half way to the small group as not one, but three black SUV’s with tinted windows and a massive armored car pulled up to stop in the parking lot area. “Shit… take her.”

“Babe…” Bucky said as you took the last few steps over to him and practically shoved your daughter into his arms.

“Take her.” You said as you stepped back away from him as men started to pour out of the vehicles and head toward you quickly.

“Doctor (Y/N) (Y/M/N) Barnes, AKA (Y/N) Scott, née (Y/L/N)…”

“Ross!” Tony yelled as you mentally battled the decision to run for your life or accept your fate.

“You are under arrest for the murders of Howard and Maria Stark, John F. Kennedy, Jasper Sitwell…”

“No, no!” Bucky shouted as you were nearly tackled to the ground by four guys nearly twice your size that were trying to get you into cuffs and shackles as quickly as possible even though you were not resisting what so ever in front of your child.

“Ross, you are making a huge mistake.” Tony said as Ana started to scream for you as some of the men kept your husband and daughter back at gun point.

“Babe, don’t you fucking listen to her!” Bucky roared over everyone as he watched your whole being shift into something he barely recognized when he saw you register the face of the man that had a gun pointing at your innocent one year old. “Don’t give in to her! Stay with Anastasia and me! Stay with us!” You met his eyes for a moment with a look he had only seen in old HYDRA photographs as you were lifted off the ground and unceremoniously thrown into a cube shaped jail cell.

“You’re all gunna fucking pay for that.” You said evenly with an evil smirk as you let them chain you to the chair before they all stepped out of the truck and shut you in with a single pair of heavily armed guards. A dark laugh you normally hated to hear, but that you absolutely welcomed in that moment started to echo in your head as you looked directly at the man who had no idea what was coming to him. “You have no fucking idea how much you’re gunna pay for pointing a gun at my daughter.”

——

You were locked in a room, a half mile below ground at least, in a bulletproof glass and metal box similar to the one you were held in the last time the American government had captured you, and left completely alone in a small room with multiple armed guards keeping watch outside the only door. For an entire month, you were given barely a meal twice a day, and allowed to use the “restroom”, which was really just a bed pan shoved under your ass after two guards held your hips up and yanked your pants down for you, twice daily as well, but you were given no other privileges other than those. You didn’t get to shower or get clean clothes; it was “too risky” to uncuff more than the lower part of your right arm for you to eat and wipe yourself. 

But you couldn’t complain. You didn’t say a word or move a muscle unless you were told to, because every time you did, they shocked you. Everyday for that entire month, you lost just a little more hope that this would one day come to an end, and the Wolf developed her plan of escape just a little bit louder in your head for when the part of you that made you ‘you’ finally gave up. But on the very last day of the month, the entire wall in front of you lifted up and a large group of armed men filed in ten bodies wide, and at least six bodies deep.

“Let’s move her!” The man in charge called out, which made the guards split down the center so a fork lift could be brought in to pick up the cage. You wanted to ask where you were going so badly, but you didn’t dare say a word as you were carted out of the room, on to a massive platform, and brought out of the pit of your own personal hell.

‘You can break out now!’ The Wolf said as you were transported to an armored truck. ‘It’d be easy. You know I can do it. We can go far, far away from here where no one will ever find us again…’

‘I’m not leaving my family.’ You told her as you slowly and carefully closed your eyes and leaned your head back on your chair, despite every other ounce of your being being poised and ready to attack at a moments notice like it had been for weeks. ‘I won’t leave my daughter or my husband.’

‘Weak.’ You mentally agreed with her as the truck stopped, and the back doors were opened so that the cage could be removed. You opened your eyes again and looked up at an impressive federal courthouse in Washington DC. Your guard led you inside and through the halls, and some how, it took you until were just outside the court room to realize what was happening. (Which was probably from lack of sleep, but you weren’t quite sure of that or anything anymore.)

“Oh, my God!” Bucky and Wanda screamed simultaneously as the pair of them, the rest of the Avengers, and a man you assumed had to be your lawyer jumped to their feet the second you were carted into the room.

“What are you doing to her?!” Tony screeched as he looked over at General Ross, who was sitting front and center behind the prosecution with a smug yet straight look on his face.

“Have you even let her change her clothes or shower at all?!” Bucky chimed in as tears welled in his eyes as he searched the dead look in yours.

“Is this the reason you’ve refused to let me see my client?!” A man said as he turned toward the other side and pointed back at you.

“This is inhumane!”

“She’s a mutant.” The prosecutor said with a shake of his head. “And she’s dangerous…”

“Get my wife out of that box…!”

“Alright, order! Order!!” The judge said as she slammed her gavel down and looked over at you. “OK, everybody hold on!” She yelled over your lawyer, and your large family as they all screamed at the government officials responsible for your mistreatment. “Has this been her living conditions since she was arrested?” She asked as she looked over at you, and the Wolf responded before you could stop her.

“I haven’t even used a toothbrush…” You shrieked and seized when the box shocked you once again, and Wanda and Steve instantly leapt over the partition.

“Get her out of that box!” The judge and your lawyer roared as Wanda ripped the front and the side of the box away so Steve could get your restraints off. Everyone in a thirty foot radius recoiled from the smell as Bucky pushed past Steve to pick you up out of the chair as gently as he could.

“She needs a medic!” Steve yelled as your lawyer told the other that he would be filing law suits against every single person responsible for your mistreatment as the judge scrambled to get the jury out of the room.

“I got the jet on the roof ready…” Tony said as he came over with a shake of his head. “Jesus, I didn’t know it was possible for her to be so thin.”

“Court officers…”

“If you so much as think of taking her out of my fucking arms right now, you will see what the Avengers are capable of for one of our own.” Bucky said evenly as he looked up at the woman on the stand.

“Can you please bring in a monitoring bracelet for Dr. Barnes so she can be confined to Sibley Memorial…”

“Can you make that the Four Seasons here in DC?” Tony asked as he tapped the ear piece in his ear to hang up his phone call while Steve ripped your dirty jeans away from your ankle so the monitor could be attached. “My personal physician is already on the way.”

“Fine.” The judge said with a nod as she sat up in her spot. “Dr. Barnes, you are not, under any circumstances, allowed to leave your hotel room once it has been established unless it is to come to court, do you understand what I am saying?”

“Yes ma’am.” You nearly whispered as you looked up at her.

“OK then. We will reconvene in one week for trial.” The prosecutor and General Ross both shouted ‘what’ as Bucky hiked you up in his arms to carry you out, which made the judge whip toward them. “As for you? You should be ashamed of yourselves. Mutant or not, you just violated every single one of her civil liberties…”

“Bucky?” You breathed as you reached up with your metal hand and brushed your fingertips across the scruff on his cheek. “Anastasia?”

“She’s at the hotel with Pepper. We’re gunna go see her right now.”

“OK.” You said as you laid your head down on his shoulder where the Wolf finally let you fell asleep in the safety of his arms.

——

“Mama!” Ana screeched when you got out of the shower in your much nicer jail cell after your extensive check up with a doctor that worked for Stark Industries. You stumbled the slightest bit and looked over at your daughter, who toddled toward you all by herself on her impossibly more chunky legs. You stopped in the doorway and Bucky nearly ran over you from behind when you teared up and sat down on the carpet since you had missed her first steps.

“Oh, my baby girl!” You cried as tears filled your eyes when your little angel threw herself into your chest and hugged your throat tightly.

“Sorry, I didn’t realize you two were showering.” Pepper said softly, but Bucky shook his head as he held his towel tightly around his waist and stepped past you.

“No, it’s OK.” He said with a glance back at the two halves of his heart. “We all just a little out of sorts right now.”

“I know what you mean.” Pepper said with a nod. “I’m gunna tell Tony to have Michael come and speak with her the day after tomorrow about the case. She needs you and Ana and she needs to eat something first.”

“And we all need some real rest.” He said as he turned a bit to watch you lay down right on the floor to play with the toys Bucky had brought with him to entertain Ana while he was in court. He could see the sheer exhaustion in your eyes as you watched Ana lay down just like you to put her hand on your cheek, and he startled the slightest when Pepper touched his shoulder.

“She’s gunna make it through this.” She said softly with a nod. “You both are. We’re all in this together, OK? And we will make it through this trial…”

“She won’t make it if she gets convicted…”

“She won’t.” Pepper reassured. “Especially after today. The jury saw her get shocked in that box, we can use that to our advantage…”

“Bucky?” You called out softly, which made him whip around toward you. You sighed heavily and looked up at him with a small shake of your head. “If I get convicted, I’m letting the Wolf out, and going to Wakanda. I won’t spend another minute of my life in a box like that again. Just get Anastasia there before I’m sentenced…”

“OK, we’ll worry about that later, doll.” He said as he walked away from Pepper and carefully laid down on Ana’s other side facing you. “Let’s just talk to the lawyer first. He has a pretty good plan for us. We’re all pretty confident anyways, OK?” You nodded your head against your arm and reached out to hold his hand as Pepper left your room for the night.

“I love you, Bucky. You and Ana are the only reasons I didn’t break out already.”

“Well you’re here now.” He said with a small smile. “I love you, (Y/N), and I will never stop doing so. No matter what happens.”

——

“Well you look much, much better than the last time I saw you, Dr. Barnes.” The judge, Stacy Benson said as she took a seat in her chair. “How are you feeling?” You glanced over at your lawyer, Michael Young, almost seeking permission to speak, before looking up at the judge with a small nod.

“Cleaner. But I’m a mother so I think I’ll forever be tired.”

“As the mother of three kids myself, I can tell you that never goes away.” She said with a small laugh as she organized the paperwork for your case. “Now, I assume you’ve had a chance to meet with your lawyer this past week?”

“Yes ma’am, I have. Thank you.”

“And you come to court today understanding all of the charges against you and are prepared for the trial against you to begin?”

“Yes ma’am, I am.” She looked up for the papers for a moment and nodded her head before glancing over at the bailiff.

“Let’s bring in the finalized jury.” You nodded your head, took a deep breath, and glanced back at Pepper, who was one of the only Avengers that wasn’t testifying which meant she was the only one allowed to hear the trial from beginning to end. She gave you a reassuring nod and reminded you to breathe and to sit up a bit more as the jury all took their seats. You turned back around and folded your hands in your lap the way your lawyer had told you so that your metal hand was ‘out of sight and out of mind’ until the ‘perfect moment’. You sat almost perfectly still and started singing the ‘Good Night Moon’ song on repeat in your head the way Bucky had suggested to try to drown out the Wolf as both lawyers started the trial with their opening arguments. 

The prosecution’s was almost stereotypical. Mr. Everett Ross kept his voice raised and his tone angry as he used big hand gestures to make his argument feel much larger than it was. But unfortunately, he was so convincing, hell, you yourself even believed for a moment that you- the normal, pre-brainwashing you was the one who committed the sixteen murders they had proof for out of the ninety-seven actual murders the Winter Wolf had done. When he was finished, even the Wolf sat back in your mind with an agitated huff.

‘Well we’re fucked.’

But then Mike stood up for his turn.

“Ladies and gentleman of the jury, this case is going to be one for the books. I have been practicing law for almost thirty years and I have never in my life seen one like this. Especially because what I am about to say is going to contradict itself completely. My client did commit these murders. She doesn’t deny it, there is plenty of evidence to support it, some of which, I’ll even be bringing up myself. But at the exact same time, my client is completely innocent. And I can prove it.

Over the next few days, you are going to hear plenty of eye witness testimony from witnesses that saw first hand what the Winter Wolf is capable of. You will see videos, and photographs the prosecution as procured to support the fact that the Wolf, which is what I will call the murderer from here on out, is the one that committed these crimes. But then it will be my turn to show you why Dr. Barnes, the woman sitting directly to my left here, is not the same person.

Please know in advance that the images, and testimony will be brutally graphic as we reveal the torture and agony Dr. Barnes went through at the hands of HYDRA from 1939 to 2014 when she was able to escape their control. And yes, my dates are correct because Dr. Barnes is a mutant, and one of her mutations is that she is not capable of dying. Which is also something else I will be able to prove as well. So while you sit here, and listen to the facts, I beg of you to keep an open mind through it all. Look at all of the facts and really see that the Winter Wolf and Dr. (Y/N) Barnes are two different entities in the same body. And prepare yourself now; like I said, this is not going to be pretty.” You looked up at him in awe as he nodded at the jury and came back around the table to sit down as Everett stood up and called his first witness. “Just remember what I said.” Mike said softly as he reached over and pat your back as an elderly man came in and sat down at the witness stand to be sworn in.

“Mr. Jones, how are you today?” Everett started with a smile.

“I’m fine, thank you.”

“Now Mr. Jones, can you tell me where you were on November 22nd, 1963?” Your mind instantly flashed to that day, and you knew exactly where this man was on that date.

“I was in Dallas, Texas at Dealey Plaza with my late wife to see President John F. Kennedy.”

“And where were you exactly, Mr. Jones?”

“We were sitting on the grassy knoll. I remember it like it was yesterday.”

“Now, refresh my memory.” Everett said almost sarcastically. “You were there, what happened, and what did you see?” You couldn’t stop your mind from following the man’s description as he led up to the moment the shots were fired, but from your point of view. You remembered getting off the way to advanced for its time jet, and heading through the packed streets to get to your mark. You remembered slipping into the shadows of a giant tree behind a picket fence and you could even feel the weight of your gun in your hand as you held it up and pulled the trigger. The faint hum of your daughter’s bed time song caught your attention though as it wasn’t part of the memory, and you shook your head and glanced behind you at Pepper, who simply smiled and nodded as she hummed a few more notes and stopped.

“So you saw the shooter?” Everett asked with a slight tilt of his head. “What can you tell me about her... or him.” He clarified, quickly before Mike could object.

“It was a woman.” Mr. Jones said with a small nod. “Caucasian, roughly five foot five like my wife, dark hair, wearing all black.”

“Anything else?” He asked as he oh so subtly adjusted his watch on his wrist, but Mike immediately jumped on it at the same moment you realized exactly why Tony and Bucky had insisted you wear the shirt you had on under your suit jacket.

“Objection! Leading!”

“Councilor, I will only warn you once.” Judge Benson said as she looked down at him as he raised his hands in innocence.

“Wasn’t leading...”

“She had a metal arm!” Mr. Jones said over him as if he had just remembered the award winning answer on a television game show.

“Your Honor, can you ask council to instruct his client to remove her jacket and roll up her sleeves.”

“Against my better judgement...” She started, but you had already stood up to take off your jacket anyways. The black metal stood out spectacularly against the light pink, sleeveless, backless, collared halter top button down you had on, and nearly the entire room gasped at the sight. You purposely turned around to hang your jacket on the back of your chair so that every single member of the jury could see your scars, and you went out of your way to use both hands to collect your loose hair to pull it over your right soldier so that the jury had no choice but to see what HYDRA did to you.

“A metal arm like that?” Everett asked as he turned back to the witness with a victorious smile, not realizing that every single thing he was doing was just setting himself up for failure.

“Yes, just like that.”

“No further questions.” He said with a nod as he walked back over to his table.

“Mr. Jones, you said you remember that day as if it was yesterday, correct?” Mike asked with a smile as he stood up from his spot.

“Yes, sir. I do.”

“Wonderful. So you can remember if the shooters metal arm was black or silver, correct?” You could see the subtle hesitation in Mr. Jones’ eyes as he glanced at you for a moment before looking back up at your attorney. 

“It was black. Matched her outfit.”

“And, how was the killer wearing her hair?” He continued as he leaned back against the table. “Down like it is now? Up in a pony tail? Do you recall?”

“It was...” He started as he glanced over at his lawyer, who no longer had a smile on his face. “It was pulled back. I’m not sure what the style was called back then.”

“And her outfit. I know you said it was all black, but could you describe it further?” You could see the slight panic in the witnesses eyes, before he jumped to the defensive.

“Are you calling me a liar, sir?!”

“Not at all, sir.” Mike said with a shake of his head as he turned around to grab something from the file he had sitting on the table. “Merely asking for more details. Defense exhibit one, your honor.” He said as he pulled out a stack of paper to give to the judge, to the jury, and to the witness since the prosecution had already been given the photographs. “Now Mr. Jones, would it surprise you in any way to know that up until 2018, Dr. Barnes had a silver metal arm with a giant red star on the shoulder as seen in photographs recovered from leaked HYDRA files from 1932, and 1967, photos from government files from 1974, ‘81, ‘91, ‘96... all the way to personal photos of her in Stark tower up until 2018 when it was exchanged for the current arm she has now?” He paused for a moment so that Mr. Jones had a chance to look through at least some of the photos, before continuing. “And would it also surprise you to know that the uniform she has on in those HYDRA and government photos was the official quote ‘uniform’ for the Winter Wolf, and that it never deviated?”

“Objection!” Everett snapped as he finally got to his feet. “How is he supposed to know that?”

“Just simple questions, that’s all.” Mike said as he took the photos back from the witness and walked back to the table. “No further questions.” As he sat back down at the table beside you, he put the photos back in their file before glancing over at you with a smile. “Don’t worry. I’m just getting started.” A smile pulled at the corners of your lips as Everett got up and called his second of fifteen witnesses, realizing at that moment that your lawyer was going to win this case.

Part 16

[stellarspecter]

20 questions for writers

i was tagged by @devondespresso and @spicysix! thanks guys!!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

68! oh shit my next fic is my 69th i gotta finish that smut fic STAT

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

191,966. crazy

3. What fandoms do you write for?

most recently, stranger things, but i've also written a lot for julie and the phantoms and be more chill. and then various other oneshots for random stuff

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Befriend the Bully - Nerdy Prudes Must Die, 868 kudos (and 3rd most kudos'ed fic in the hatchetfield fandom???)

Saint Frost - Rise of the Guardians, 593 kudos

Me Too - Percy Jackson & the Olympians, 392 kudos

Hopefully - Be More Chill, 286 kudos

All This Feeling Second Best, It's Got Me by the Throat - Julie and the Phantoms, 249 kudos

most of those are pretty old so it makes sense that they've had the time to accumulate kudos, but that means they were also written when i was in high school so it's kind of like 😬

5. Do you respond to comments?

i used to more, now i don't really unless they said something that i specifically want to comment on. i just kind of forget or don't have anything to say lmao

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

probably my troped round 1 fic, you look like you've just seen a monster (is that what i look like to you?). usually i like to have a happy ending but i wrote this in like two days the week of my first breakup. so uh yeah couldn't really think of happy ending for that one.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

pretty much anything else lmao. i love to write fluff and cuddles and shit like that so just go read any other of my fics

8. Do you get hate on fics?

the only hate on fics i can remember ever getting was back in my bmc days when i wrote meremine and someone was mad bc michael is gay and didn't like that i put him in a throuple with a woman. but like other than that clown behavior no not really lmao

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

i have one (1) smut fic published and it is on a different account because i was so scared of jatp fandom being mean lmao. luckily i only got nice comments on it so i will share that you can go read it here. i mean it was probably kind of obvious that it was me because there are only so many ppl into that rarepair? but idk jatp mutuals lmk who you thought it was lsdfksjf

i have been trying to write steddie smut recently, i have a wip that i'm working on that i will hopefully finish soon. if anyone would like to beta that lmk lol 👀 it is pretty kinky i will say lol but like. that's steddie for ya

10. Do you write crossovers?

not really. i'm more likely to just make an au of something for whichever fandom i'm currently obsessed with

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not to my knowledge

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

i don't think so? ppl would be welcome to do so tho

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

no. co-brainstormed and went crazy in the dms about it tho? oh yeah

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

evidence shows it to be steddie, at least for now. i'm a big multishipper so a better question would more be "what do i find myself most often in the mood for?" and the answer would still be steddie sldkfjs

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will?

vampire chrissy fic i want to do right by you i fear i may not.... i signed it up for the wip big bang tho so hopefully i do actually get it done

16. What are your writing strengths?

dialogue! i love writing dialogue. screenwriting is awesome because it's just dialogue.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

hrmm action scenes. repetitive prose. actually sitting down and plotting something cohesively

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

nothing against it but i'm only fluent in english so i'd consult someone else who actually speaks that language

19. First fandom you wrote for?

doctor who in middle school :) i wrote my fics in my little writing notebook and some of them are even on ao3 lol

20. Favorite fic you've written?

like i said earlier with the favorite ship question, this is tough to answer because i feel like it comes down to more what am i in the mood for most often. i'm pretty proud of my trans steve fic as well as aro bi reggie, both of them because i spent a long time trying to make sure i doing the representation right and i think i did a good job. also that sad bobby polycurve fic from the kudos question, i put a lot of myself in it and i feel very proud of how it came out.

no-pressure tagging: @wr0temyway0ut @zazujoy @sunsetcurvecuddles @chickwiththepurpleguitar @weneedglitter

@queenofthequillandink @jughead-is-canonically-aroace @innytoes @floating-in-the-blue @invisibleraven

and anyone else who wants to do it!

[lordkingsmith]

February lyric Prompts 2024

1. You know I'll fight my corner/And that/tonight I'll call ya/After my blood is/drowning in alcohol/No I just wanna hold ya-give me love by Ed Sheeran

2. We lay down in the riverbed/Rest in the silhouettes our fathers and mothers laid before/Restless souls in the desert sand/Dream of another land that heroes/and villains claimed before-kings and queens and vagabonds by ellem

3. Oh, my love/What have I done?

4. There's nowhere left for us to run/And now we're standing in the sunlight/And I can't bear the sight of you- and so my heart became a void by Annaca and Frederick Lloyd

5. Tragically we fall just like the arrows/You will hear our voices echo/We are the hearts/We will never be bought and sold- we are the hearts by EXGF

6. Now I'm in love without you/Please don't still love me/I'm in love without you/But you still find a way inside my dreams - I’m in love without you by FINNEAS

7. But you need your rotten heart/Your dazzling pain like diamond rings/You need to go to war to find material to sing/I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king-king by Florence and the machine

8. You black out/I search for more

9. You fall in love/Don't waste it all/It won't be long/But if I can't make it back/Will I know you're not alone and fading? - Search for more by From Indian Lakes

10. Cross my heart and hope to die/I think I lost my appetite/God and lonely ain't the same/God has lovers, you got blame-Gods&Lovers by YONAKA

11. Try to catch the pieces as they fall/I was fighting your love, now let me fight for it all/Find your way to me, darling/Now that we're falling kites in a hurricane/Hold on tight to me, darling-kites in a hurricane by HAEVN

12. Dry bones broken in your hand/You bring me back to life again, oh/I feel the secrets on your skin/I need your heart to let me in/All my life, when I close my eyes/It's always been in black and white/But tonight you make me dream in color-Dream in color by HALIENE

13. Somewhere after midnight/In my wildest fantasy/Somewhere, just beyond my reach/There's someone reaching back for me/Racing on the thunder/And rising with the heat-Bonnie Tyler

14. No damsel in distress, don't need to save me/Once I start breathin' fire, you can't tame me/And you might think I'm weak without a sword/But if I had one, it'd be bigger than yours-kings & queens by Ava Max

15. Just as it was, baby/Before the otherness came/And I knew its name/The love, the dark, the light, the flame/The eyes at the heights of my baby/Let's hope at the fight of my baby/The lights were as bright as my baby/But your love was unmoved-As It As by Hozier

16. The doctor said I was born under a bad sign/I always had trouble walking in a straight line/I was raised by a cold hand/I was made in the image of a dark man/I wasn't born to behave/That isn't how I was raised/Defiance on my brain/Violence in my veins-I Wasn't Born To Behave by Black Hydra,City Wolf,Easy Mccoy

17. A birth and a death on the same day/And honey, I only appeared so I can fade away/I wanna throw my hands in the air and scream/And I could just die laughing on your spiral of shame-twin skeletons by fall out boy

18. you're a lover, you should know/The lonely moments just get lonelier/The longer you're in love than if you were alone/Memories turn into daydreams, become a taboo/I don't want to be afraid/The deeper that I go/It takes my breath away/Soft hearts, electric souls-house of memories by panic! At the disco

19. Love, electricity, shockwave central/Power on the motherboard, yes!/Push up, overload, legendary heavy glow/Sunshine, thunder roll, keep this on/Yes, the lantern burn, burn that easy-stylo by gorillaz

20. Remember when you said you loved me?/Remember when you said that it would all work out?/We packed up and we left one morning/And everything you promised didn't happen, and now/I'm swirling softly/Drifting like the cream in your coffee/And you're talking calmly-scared by delta Rae

21. Touch the rain and feel the summer breeze/Say the things we've never said/… I will keep you from the world outside/I will never let you go/I will be the thing you dream about/Come to me and you will know/… I adored you-adore by Jasmine Thompson

22. You're estranged/You're the same/You'll never change/And I am walking away/Don't chase me now, I'm taking my crown/I'm living the life that you never let go/Actually thought that you could bring me down-crown by Jinco & SVNAH

23. 3 a.m., Mustang speedin'/Two lovers, headed for a dead end/Too fast, hold tight, he laughs/Runnin' through the red lights/Hollerin' over, rubber spinnin'/Big swig, toss another beer can/Too lit, tonight, prayin' on the moonlight-John Wayne by Lady Gaga

24. Look down from your tower on the high /And take in the night /Look her right in the eye she'll listen-star mile by Joshua radin

25. Wanna be your lover, not your fuckin' mother/Can't be your savior, I don't have the power/I'm not gonna stay/and watch you circle the drain-circle the drain by Katy Perry

26. So blessed be/I'm making peace with my mortality/Won't burn while up in flames/In the holy water I won't drown-witching hour by Kerli

27. We would say anything just to hear what we want/Right or wrong/Then we lie to be forgiven/We would sell anything just to buy who we're not-kill our way to heaven by Michl

28. And I'll shiver like I used to/And I'll leave him just for you/And I'll shiver like I used to/Just for you/And if we turn back time/Could we learn to live right?-shiver by Lucy rose

29. Baby, I wanna touch you/wanna breathe into your will/See, I gotta hunt you/I gotta bring you to my hell/Baby, I wanna fuck you/I wanna feel you in my bones/Boy, I'm gonna love you/I'm gonna tear into your soul/Desire, I'm hungry/And I hope you feed me-Desire by Meg Myers

30. Don't fall in love with the man on stage/I'll be on in a minute, then sweep you away/Don't fall for the monsters in this maze/But I could love you forever if you'd meet my gaze-neon Medusa by the midnight

31. In the morning when I wake/And the sun is coming through/Oh, you fill my lungs with sweetness/And you fill my head with you-bloom by the paper kites

[the-mighty-mittens]

I did a bunch of Castoff incorrect quotes, you wanna see?

Of course you do

1

Marina: Pick a card, any card.

Rori: Fine.

Marina: Wait, that's my credit card!

Rori: You said any card.

2

Marina: *running towards Arianna with open arms*

Arianna: *moves out of the way*

Marina: Hey, why'd you move?!

Arianna: I thought you were going to attack me.

Marina: I was going to hug you!

Arianna: Why would you hug me?

Marina: WHY WOULD I ATTACK YOU!?

3

*when a child starts crying in public*

Sage: *tries to make the child laugh*

Frankie: *tries to play a game with the child to make them calm down*

Marina: *gives detailed instructions to the parents*

Rori: *cries with the child*

Arianna: *ignores the child*

Vector: *is the reason why the child is crying*

4

Vector: Man, it smells like wrongdog out here.

Arianna:

Arianna: Vector, are you alright?

Vector: *sobs*

5

Vector: A sprite is anything not static.

Sage: A sprite is a variable object, be it 2d or 3d.

Rori: A sprite is a fucking soda.

Rori: You god damn geekass bastards.

6

Vector: Does anyone know how to relax? Asking for a friend.

7

Vector: *walks to cabinet, removes oreo box, takes half a sleeve, throws empty box out* Hi!

Rori: Hey- what are you doing-?

Vector, shoving an oreo into their mouth: I am saving space :D

8

Rori: I’ve been described as a ‘heartless villain’ and a 'little shit’, but I prefer… 'has alternative ways of having fun’.

9

Rori: You’re kind of a pushover, aren’t you, Vector?

Vector: …I’m sorry.

Rori: See!? That’s exactly what I’m talking about!

10

Arianna: Can you PLEASE peer pressure me into doing my project?

Sage: Do it or you're straight.

Arianna: I said peer pressure, NOT THREATEN!

11

Arianna: Oh, so when crows remember people who wronged them and hold grudges, its “intelligent” and “really cool”.

Arianna: But when I do it, I’m “petty” and “need to let it go”.

12

Vector, texting Arianna: Arianna there’s a moth on the outside of the bathroom door can you get rid of it?

Vector: Pls hurry because I’m going to cry

Vector: Arianna

Vector: Arianna

Arianna: Arianna is dead. You’re next. Love, Moth.

13

Rori: Did you just call me a shrimp, you asshole?! I'm still growing, dammit!

14

Arianna: That's it, I'm cutting off the internet!

Frankie: No, please don't! I have a family to feed!

Arianna:

Arianna: What?

Frankie: I need to feed my Neopets!

15

Arianna: You know you've made it when you see your picture everywhere you go.

Marina: Those are wanted posters!

16

Marina: An apple a day keeps the doctor away!

Rori: An apple a day can keep anyone away if you throw it hard enough.

17

Vector: *eating a cinnamon roll*

Arianna: Cannibalism.

Vector: *confused chewing noises*

18

Sage: Where is Vector?

Marina: I'll do you one better, who is Vector??

Rori: Here's a better question, why is Vector?

19

Arianna: BEHOLD, the field in which I grow my fucks! Lay thine eyes upon it, and thou shalt see that it is barren!

20

Vector: Arianna.. I'm gonna cry!

Arianna: Please don't.

Vector, crying: Request denied.

21

Arianna: Respect my trans homies or I’m gonna identify as a fucking problem.

22

Vector: What’s it like being tall?

Rori: Is it nice?

Vector: Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards?

Frankie: We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb four chairs, two boxes, a small coffee table, and six oddly placed stools to get what they want.

23

*in a group chat*

Marina: First one to reply is gat.

Marina: *gay

Marina: Wait...

24

Marina: What did you get on your shirt?

Rori: Rust.

Marina: From what?

Rori: Weapons.

Arianna: Time for more adult supervision.

Bonus Zebra herd quotes!

25

Zera: "You look tired" well, the torment is relentless and the horrors never cease.

26

Zera: Hi, who's this? Terran changed all of my contacts to mythical creatures.

Liam: What's mine?

Zera: Dwarf.

Liam: THEY'RE SO MEAN, I'M NOT THAT SHORT!

Zera: Oh, hey Liam.

Liam: FUCK!

27

Liam: Oh gosh I wish I got more sleep I only got six hours!

Sonja: Six? I only got three!

Terran: You guys got sleep?

Zera, comes stumbling out of their room and grabs a jug of coffee before saying: What year is it??

28

Terran: Do you guys want to see a butterfly?

Liam: Ooh, yes please!

Zera, with their laptop open: I'm not going to stop working to look at a stupid bug!

Terran: It's not a bug though...

Zera: ...

Liam: ...

Zera: Well I still don't want to see.

Liam, realizing: Please don't throw-

Terran: Whee! *throws a stick of butter*

29

Zera: Self-care is suppressing all your trauma until it comes back and hits you in the face with the force of 7 very large trucks.

[eletricheart]

Where The Skies Are Blue

(Mira Kano x Reader)

part 1 here (Queen of a Heart)

*image creds to the owner

Word count: 1.047

"So, if you ever need a fool

Who will give you a love so true

You can always find me where the skies are blue"

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The post meteor scenario was concerning. The hospitals were full, many gravely injured or with the unknown threat of developing further conditions.

Which is why you had to stay for two more weeks after waking up in the hospital and having a roommate of sorts.

Tho you worried for the woman next to you, wishing for her to be well.

Day 1

"Hi…the nurses told me that talking to you may help your recovery, so here I am." You weirdly chuckled and continued. "I know you don't know me and it must be pretty weird to be listening to a strange voice but I thought it would be nice to read something for you, so…here goes 'The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo'. It's a good book I promise."

Day 3

"We're done with Evelyn, hope you liked it, it's one of my favorites. And since you can't protest against my choice of literature, today will be 'Me Before You', get ready for a trilogy."

Day 9

"Even I have to admit the other two books were not that good, so it's okay if you want to murder me after my choices. However, for your happiness I should be leaving in a few days, my exams are coming out fine, therapy is well…therapy."

Day 10

"I wanted to read a book to you, but I'm worried that it's too sad, I don't want to make things worse. So we can try 'The Lady's Guide to Celestial Mechanics', it's good too."

Day 12

"I made new friends today, they were in the whole meteor accident too. We hung out in Ann's room, 'cause she is also bedridden, but Kuina and Chishiya can walk around freely. If you ever hear chaos, it's them."

Day 13

"The doctors told me you're okay, at least physically. I hope you wake up."

Day 14

"I asked one of the nurses about you, I couldn't handle my curiosity. They told me you're a psychiatrist, which is really cool by the way. Maybe you can continue your career once you wake up."

Day 15

"Today is my last day and you still haven't graced me with your voice, I'm truly hurt right now, you should wake up to apologize, just saying."

You sighed with defeat once there was no response and left the room to say goodbye to Ann. Kuina and Chishiya left a couple days ago, so we've already been through that. It's not a forever bye, we still see each other, just no more food heist.

When you returned to the room in order to finish packing up, the woman was awake. You were shocked but stayed on the door to not intrude during the exams.

When the medical team left you still stood awkwardly on the door. The woman just raised her eyebrows in a silent mockery and waited for you to enter the room.

You quickly introduced yourself to her, not mentioning the past couple weeks as to not scare her, and explained why you were cleaning up your side. She didn't say anything for a while.

"So you're leaving?"

To say you jumped in place was an understatement, but recomposed yourself. "Yeah, I've served my time here." You said, attempting a joke.

But she just looked slightly annoyed.

"The nurses mentioned you were reading for me, I don't remember that."

"Oh, it's okay, it was probably bad anyways, I just didn't want you to be alone."

You smiled and sat back on the bed.

"Read for me tonight."

Therefore, you started showing up everyday to see her, mostly to read a book but sometimes you brought flowers or tea. It became a habit to visit her, one you always looked forward to.

Day 20

Today you brought her a chess game. After reading "A Monster Calls" you both thought it was best to take a break. This was how you found out that she was extremely competitive. Even going as far to accusing you of cheating during times she won the game.

Day 21

Chess was more stressful than you expected, so you decided for a movie day. You introduced her to the classical "The Mummy" and she pretended to hate it.

Day 22

You had a fight, to be more exact Mira fought you. She hated tardiness and you were an hour late, of course there was a reason but the woman was too angry to care, simply leaving you out of her room.

Mira was nervous. Ever since she woke up you had been a constant, always trying to improve the days.

Being stuck to a bed was infuriating, having to attend therapy was more pointless. Mira knew what was going on, she studied and saw it countless times, no reason for all of these sessions with a stranger.

But you were there.

She tried to find a reason for your presence, some ulterior motive, maybe a disorder. There was nothing.

Three days weren't a long time, so why did she feel this way, this weird sense of familiarity.

When you were late Mira thought you had left. So when you showed she felt immense relief.

That's why she kicked you out, she got scared of what these feelings might mean. Finding it better to end before getting too attached.

Day 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28

You kept visiting her, telling stories from the door, humming or just sitting there. She didn't let you in during those days.

Ann kept telling you to give up but something begged you to try again, so you did.

Day 29

You started talking through letters under the door. She would ask questions about you and you would respond honestly with also small drawings.

Day 30

Mira let you in. It was her last day in the hospital. You helped her organize the room and move back to her apartment in the capital. Making quick stops at diners for milkshakes.

Day 31

It was the first official date.

You took her to play croquet, she never looked happier…and she won every single time.

Day 60

Your visa to stay in Japan was ending since you didn't have a medical condition anymore.

Mira took you to the park for a picnic.

Day 70

Mira asked you to stay.

Day 71

You stayed.

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masterlist

[captaincravatthecapricious]

20 questions for fic writers

Thanks @bluejayblueskies for the tag!

1. How many works do you have on Ao3? 

58!

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count? 

463,287

3. What fandoms do you write for? 

Malevolent! But I do have a tma long fic going on that I am still working on and updating regularly.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

After the Circus (tma)

Can't Get Up (tma)

Broken Ribs (tma)

Things You Said When You Were Scared (tma)

Cold as the Rain that Falls in December (Malevolent)

5. Do you respond to comments?

Yes! Comments mean a ton to me so I try to respond to them!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? 

Oh man either Things You Said Through Your Teeth (tma, a little study on Martin grieving everyone throughout the seasons, ending with him pushing Jon away) OR I Don't Want to be So Sober So (Malevolent, that ended up with Arthur possibly drinking himself to death. I mean you could chose to believe that John got him back home. I don't think I've actually decided, even when I wrote it).

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? 

I mean... all the rest of them, probably. I write happy endings. Angst with happy endings. Maybe the Jumanji fic? The first one ends up pretty happy.

8. Do you get hate on fics? 

Not that I know of? Am I popular enough to get hate?

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? 

Nope.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

GODS, okay so this isn't published. Hell it's in an old NOTEBOOK, but once I wrote a crossover between Doctor Horrible's Sing Along Blog and Bones.

Of the things published, I do have a tma Jumanji au, but I wouldn't call that a crossover.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? 

I don't think so?

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? 

Not that I know of.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? 

I was going to, once upon a time, but it fell through. That was a very long time ago.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? 

I'm not sure. I like queerplatonic ships over anything else. I really like playing around with the inbetween relationships of Jon and Tim (tma) and Arthur and Parker and John (Malevolent). But I'm not sure if I really write or ship any of them romantically. I like the messy inbetweens. And being aro ace, I kind of explore the plasticity of relationships through that lens.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? 

I'm pretty methodical with things so I don't have a lot of projects left undone. I would like to write a third chapter for my oneshot fic called Coffee. And I would like to fix up the second chapter enough that I can actually post it.

In a wider sense. I have so much more I want to do in the Parker Lives AU, but I have no idea what I'll be able to do with time/work/mental health constraints. I'm certainly not done with the AU. But will it ever be truly finished?

16. What are your writing strengths? 

rambling. Endlessly. Which is also a weakness. But I sure can do whump and stream of consciousness.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? 

I haven't the foggiest idea how video games work and I am writing a video game au.

In a more serious sense. I have a lot of trouble with pacing. I fill everything up with my rambling and I have no idea if I am getting the original point across or if it's gotten lost along the way. It also tends to make it hard to stick in important details in a longer form work. I get too busy with tangents.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? 

I don't think I know other languages well enough.

19. First fandom you wrote for? 

Ice Age 3, Dawn of the Dinosaurs. And it was written in marker in a plastic spiral bound notebook. And it will never see the light of day.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

For tma, probably If That's What it is

For Malevolent... I'm not sure. I love of Cold as the Rain (and that might be my top pick overall) but I am also really proud of myself for finishing Phosphenes and Pasts. I guess my readers will have to be the judge of that once I finish posting it!

Tagging @genderfluid-druid @thisstableground @cannibalthoughts @cappurrccino @sokkas-first-fangirl @breannasfluff @acewithapaintbrush @late-to-the-magnus-archives

[bratshaws]

through the hourglass 27. brb x oc

a/n: this man is not going to keep himself together once he knows :)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: P U P P I E S

goodness gracious (pls read this one to know more what this fic is about!!)

chapter

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Jolene gave birth in the second week of November, a litter of two girls and two boys. Beatrice woke up in the middle of the night with the birth already happening and all she could do was take care of her dog until she was done.It was magical, and stressful, but Beatrice was crying as she saw the puppies wriggling about.

She wanted to take a picture to send Rooster but she remembered she couldn’t, not until he told her he was close to his phone again. So she just kept it to herself…amongst other things. She was so focused on Jolene she forgot to do the follow up at the doctor about the ultrasound, only remembering when she was cleaning the little pen Jolene and her puppies were. “Oh, fuck.” she groans, pushing herself to her feet and rushing to her phone to check if there was still time.

She had fifteen minutes and she looked a mess, “Fuck!” but she didn’t want to leave Jolene alone, she had to call someone! Shells? No, Shells was probably napping at this hour, Evelyn was working and couldn’t come over, Leonardo was out of the question…which left one final person: Michael. Michael worked at night, he spent most of his morning doing God knows what and he wanted to meet Jolene’s puppies!

Which also brought the question of what she’d tell him once he got there. She had to come up with something but…the pantry was full, she can’t say she had to go grocery shopping, nothing in the house needed repairs, “Oh!I know!” she looks down at where Jolene is with her puppies, her auburn pittie just tilting her head, “I can tell him I need more blankets for you guys! That’s a great idea!”

The fact that Jolene looked like she was in an actual nest could be easily ignored.

“That’s perfect, he’ll never suspect anything.” she presses the phone to her ear after finding Michael’s name in her contact list, ‘He’ll be too busy looking at you guys too so.”

“Hello?”

“Mikey!Hi, good morning!Listen, are you busy?”

“No, I’m out and about, what’s up?”

“Can you stay with Jojo for a little bit while I buy her and the puppies some more blankets?”

Beatrice could swear he stopped breathing when she said ‘puppies’ and was probably ignoring anything else that came out of her mouth, “I’ll be right over.” and hangs up after saying he loved her. Beatrice tries to fight the proud grin but there’s no use, humming in triumph as she slid the phone back into her pocket.

Everything was going well, all she had to do was stick to the plan. No one else - besides Ev,Shells and Penny - knows about her pregnancy and while she did trust Michael’s word when it comes to secrets she also knew how much being an uncle meant to him, so he was out of the list as well.

Beatrice looks down at Jolene and her four puppies - one white, one black and brown, one auburn colored and one pitch black - all nursing themselves on their mama, as Jolene wagged her tail once she meets her owner’s eyes. Beatrice smiles, gently falling to her knees to pet her head, “You knew, didn’t you Jojo?” she asks as she scratches under her chin, “You knew about me.”

The way Jolene stood close by and how she often placed her head on Beatrice’s stomach was enough of a sign. Jolene boofed softly, as if she was confirming her owner’s questioning, closing her eyes as Beatrice kept petting her.

She sighs, then pulls out her phone just to take a quick picture of the puppies so she could send Brad whenever possible, smiling when the white one stopped feasting to lift her closed eyed face towards Beatrice as if she knew where she was already. Beatrice smiles, taking another picture of the pink nosed puppy and gently petting the tiny white bean with the back of her fingers.

Beatrice gets a message from Michael letting her know he arrived, which leaves her a bit confused but she stands up, walking towards the door where she could see her brother’s face peeking through the window. “Jesus Mike,” she says once she opens the door, “That’s creepy, don’t do that shit.”

“Where are they?” he questions, walking around his little sister with his laser focus towards the puppies, “Where are the tiny babies?”

“In the kitchen,” his massive form disappears from her view and Beatrice grins when she hears the soft yet loud gasp from her brother…followed by the baby talk. She walks back into the kitchen where she sees Michael is on his knees, leaning a bit forward with his lips parted in an ‘o’ shape, pointing at each little puppy and then caressing Jolene with his huge hand, “Cute huh?”

“Yes. Oh my God,” he whispers, “Oh they are little angels Bea. Oh I love them so much.”

“Yeah I know, anyway, I just need you to stay with them for a little bit.” She explains while placing her bag strap on her shoulder, then grabbing her car keys “To keep them company and…you are no longer hearing me are you?” Michael was too busy lying on the ground to be on face level with the new babies, cooing the one that sniffed his finger through the crate and then petting Jolene.

Beatrice rolled her eyes with a grin, knowing that they’d all be okay there…and now there was time for her to go. She knew what to do, she knew what to expect and she waited a bit before going just to make sure everything was fine. She sent another bye towards her brother, receiving no answer as she expected, closing the door behind her and making her way to the red jeep.

Honestly the drive to the clinic was a bit quick, she barely remembers arriving there and she sat inside her car with her hands on the wheel, looking ahead, chewing her lower lip.

Why was she hesitating? Why was she nervous? 

Maybe because that’s the very first pregnancy she ever had and she didn’t want anything bad to happen. That was why. Beatrice closes her eyes for a second, smell the flower, blow the candle and then leaves the car towards the clinic. As she wanders inside, she feels a bit on the spot by the amount of women there, some heavily pregnant, some not but most if not all of them had their partners with them.

Beatrice bites her lower lip, reminding that Rooster isn’t there because he couldn’t be, not because he didn’t want to be and to not let her mind spew words in her brain that weren’t true. She talks to the receptionist who smiles and tells her that the doctor will see her soon enough and to wait a bit, which she does, almost squeezing herself away from the couple next to her chair.

She bites her lower lip again, tapping her hands together between her thighs as she waits, looking up at the clock on the wall, bouncing her leg anxiously until it was her turn. She hears the mother next to her coo to her belly, then her husband puts his hand on top and she tries to gaze away from them because the last thing she wanted was to be called a creep but she couldn’t help but imagine how Rooster would react.

He’d be happy, because of course he would…maybe more protective than normal- no he’d definitely be more protective than normal. Would he become one of those satellite husbands who would always- yes. Yes he would. Beatrice has to bite back her smile before the laugh leaves her lips, just at the thought. “Beatrice Bradshaw?” a woman calls from a room and it still jolts her how now she had his last name. She lifts her head to meet the woman’s eyes, then stands up when she smiles, “Come on in.”

She remembered when she went with Marina to have her ultrasound because Derek was working, she remembered how pregnant her sister was and…it was making her second guess this decision. Maybe it was too soon, she thinks as she lies down, maybe she should’ve waited more, she couldn’t hide the gasp nor the wince when she felt the cold gel on her navel as she pulled down her shorts, maybe she should’ve-

“Well, well, there is something there.”

Beatrice immediately lifts her head to check the monitor, widening her eyes when she finally sees it. It’s very small, it’s so tiny it was hard to recognize it but it was there. That was her baby! “Oh….oh wow.”

“It’s still really small, it’s just a month old after all.” a month old, so that means she got pregnant during Palermo! “But, so far it looks okay. I do think you should come back in a few months, when you reach the fourteen to eighteen week mark.” 

“So…so it’s okay?”

“Well, it is still the first month so there’s always the need to be extra careful.”

Beatrice blinks at the doctor, she gets a bit confused but nods nonetheless, “Okay, u-um, should I…refrain from something?” the doctor offers her a kind grin, then rolls away from the table to open a drawer on her desk, flipping through some papers before handing it back to her, “Oh.”

There was a list of do’s and don'ts for first time mothers, she had to pay attention to it on the way home so she’d donate what she shouldn’t have at the house. Hopefully there aren't a lot of things? She’s been researching some stuff herself so she could at least be prepared until then.

She thanks the doctor before leaving, holding the piece of paper in her hands as if it was precious and fighting the best she could to not send a message to Rooster. No, she had to wait until he was ready to talk, he couldn’t now so there was no need to do that…but what she could do was prepare something for him…and buy paints, and work on the baby room!! Oh she was so excited!

-

“I’m back!” Beatrice calls, her hands filled with bags that she was sure to hide from her brother by hurriedly putting them in her small studio room, playing it off as drawing supplies while she goes to the kitchen with a new blanket for the puppies just like she said she’d get. Beatrice sees Michael is seated on the kitchen watching a movie on his cellphone and Jolene is still in the little pen with her babies, tapping her tail on the futon as the brunette approaches her.

Bea’s brother, who was currently eating a sandwich, looks up at her when she leans closer to Jolene, a pastel colored blanket in her arms, “How was the day? You took a long time to get back.”

“Oh, I went to Mackenzie’s to get some art supplies.” she says with a smile and for the first time the lie comes out so smoothly she’s proud of herself. “And the blanket too of course.”

“Hm, alright, well, they all behaved.” he smiles down at the puppies who were snoozing silently against Jolene, “Hey, do you guys plan on keeping them or something?”

Beatrice sets her bag on the counter, then looks over at Michael ‘Well, probably not. The house is spacious but we can’t keep them all…why? Are you interested?”

“Well, I am and so is Bibi. Once she finds out they are born you know she’ll pester Leo about it. Nevermind she just had a little sister, a dog is way better than a sibling.” he jokes, leaning on his open hand as he watches Beatrice laugh to herself as she fills a glass with water. There’s a piece of paper sticking out of her back pocket but he can’t see what it was from where he was seated, “So, anyway, do you need me for anything else?”

“No, Mike, but you can stay if you want.” 

“Nah,I gotta work later tonight and I need my beauty sleep, so,” he grunts as he pushes himself to his feet, walking over to Beatrice and pecking her forehead, “I’m going to take my leave and go home, Bea. Bye babies!” he coos towards the sleeping puppies, his smile never faltering as he walks to the door with his sister in tow, “Anyway, do let me know if you need any more help, I’ll do my best.”

Bea smiles and hugs him one final time, watching until he gets to his car then drives off. She waits a few more minutes, keeping her eyes on the car that was so far she could no longer identify it then bolted back inside after locking the door. She rushes to her little art room, yanking everything she got at the department store and setting it in front of her on the ground.

There is paint, a lot of paint, tape, a small box, alongside baby items she was going to make Rooster’s gift with, “Okay.” she smiles, gathering everything in her arms and rushing to the outside so she could have space and keep an eye on Jolene as well. Her dog just followed her with her head, blinking her big eyes until she could no longer see Beatrice on the backyard.

Since Beatrice didn’t want to make a lot of noise, even if she wasn’t cutting anything or using her power tools, she didn’t want to disturb Jolene’s puppies nor the new mama. She takes in a deep breath with a smile, then grabs everything she bought that day as she prepared Rooster’s little surprise. “Oh, shit!” she stands up, running inside the house to their bathroom, “Almost forgot!” 

She kept the tests inside the bathroom drawer for safety, fearing that if she kept it anywhere else she might throw it away by accident. Once she has them in her hand, holding it up like it was Excalibur, Beatrice walks back outside to where she left everything.

She knew she couldn’t do much, she had to keep it simple because, well, he was somewhere else far away and it’d be a bit awkward to bring home a box bigger than he could carry inside his bag. So what she did was choose one that looked like a pen box, nothing unusual nor that it’d bring a lot of suspicion once he got it and something that could fit both tests without worries.

Beatrice felt the butterflies dance in her stomach, she was happy, she was excited, she was over the moon because she was pregnant! It was almost unreal how everything happened, how one year ago this was the last thing in her mind and now, she married her crush - her handsome, tall and sweet crush - and now had a mini Bradshaw inside of her.

“Mini Bradshaw.” she smiles, wrapping the two tests in light green colored paper, keeping it closed with a paw print sticker, “It is a mini Bradshaw, oh just you wait until your dad hears about you.” she was already talking to the baby even if it was as tiny as a grain of rice– “Oh! Oh great idea!”

Jolene just opens one of her eyes when she sees her owner open the pantry cabinets and rummage for a bit until she comes out with one single grain of rice, “Oh he’s going to lose it!” Beatrice then grabs a piece of paper and a copic marker, voicing the words she writes down on it, “What is the size of a grain of rice but not a grain of rice? Oh! I should ask him to not open until we are able to video chat…so I can see his reaction to it! Yes, great idea!”

She does write that down too, knowing that surprises are the one thing that eats on Rooster the most, he is like a little boy during Christmas eve eager to get his presents first. But hopefully, hopefully he will take on her request and wait until it is time.

Beatrice smiles once she is done, gluing the tiny grain in the middle of the paper and folding around it until it was just a thin square. She walks back out to grab the box, places the square on top of the folded paper and then clicks the box shut, “Perfect.” and now all she had to do was send it…she hoped it’d get there by the time they talk again, or at least the very next time they talk is what she is earning for.

As long as it reaches his hands she’s happy, she doesn’t have to worry about anything else.

Beatrice smiles at the little box, letting out a sigh through her mouth and then places her forehead on top of the gift, feeling like she was about to burst at any second now. She just wanted a safe pregnancy, a safe delivery, a safe baby, nothing else. And she’d do everything in her power for this baby to be born healthy, including keeping up with her yoga exercises in the morning since she’d seen it was good for the baby.

She sets the gift on the kitchen counter, preparing herself for the next step in her project, walking out of the kitchen and to the art room where the paint cans and brushes sat as if waiting for her return. She made a promise to herself to paint more this year, especially to finish that picture she never did - now thinking she should add more things to it before the baby was born.

As she walks back to the baby room, opens the door and turns on the light, she smiles seeing her sketches from a few weeks back, “Okay,” she looks down at her still normal sized stomach, “Time for us to paint your room, are you excited?”

And she decided that doing it now was better seeing she wouldn’t be very mobile by the next months after all. Beatrice looked around, pursing her lips and thinking where to start, “First, let me cover the floor.” she tells herself, spreading newspapers until she is surrounded. Beatrice then supports her chin on her hand, then her other hand on her hip, looking around with her eyes squinted just a bit, “Hm…hmmmm, I think I should start with the background first, that’s a great idea.”

Since she didn’t have work that day it was also a great way to pass the time, knowing this would take more than a few weeks to finish. Beatrice popped the paint cans open and got to work, even putting on her playlist as she did so, humming to Good Golly Miss Molly as she paid extra attention while painting.

Beatrice manages to paint most of the backgrounds until she feels her stomach beg for a snack, looking down at her cellphone to see it was “Holy shit, it’s past seven, oh God!” She closes everything and rushes down the stairs, greeting Jolene and the puppies when she enters the kitchen.

She’s covered in paint, there’s paint on her knuckles, her arms, under her fingernails and undoubtedly on her face as well, but she was going to take a shower after eating. She just decides to have some of the leftovers from last night’s dinner, heating everything up on her stove and checking her phone once she turns around.

There’s no message from him yet, the little ‘<3’ he left her being the last thing he said in weeks…she tried not to worry, she really did and she didn’t want to send him more than the message of support from a few weeks back. “I hope you are okay Roos.” she whispers, “For both our sakes.” 

What was she talking about, he was okay, he had to be. He said it’d take a while for him to talk back, there wasn’t anything going on, “Yeah, he’s fine.” she says with a firm nod, looking down at her stomach, “Your daddy is very brave. He really is, you know? He’s so smart too…I think you’ll be smart just like him. And probably musically talented.” she looks to where his piano was in the corner of the living room, imagining him and the mini Bradshaw seated next to him was already making her chest constrict.

He was okay. 

Everything was okay.

“God, Roos…talk to me soon.” she says against her phone, “Please.”

[doctorwhonerdadi3]

Ranking New Who Villains

When you go onto google and type in "top Doctor who monsters", you get given a handy little list. Now, obviously there is a lot more than just monsters/villains on this list in doctor who, but for the sake of trying to keep this blog post a bit shorter, I am only going to be ranking the ones on this google list. I'm going to remove a couple of them as well as they are old who villains. So now that's established, let's begin!

Number 21: The Great Intelligence

What a waste of Sir Ian McKellen. So the Great Intelligence starts out as a dome full of snow, making evil snowmen in New Who. Then it moves on to making whisper men and taking the Doctor to Trenzalor. Safe to say I am not impressed.

Number 20: Cybermen

A classic villain, which did honestly used to scare me as a child. Then they made it all sleek looking and it just didn't read as scary any more. They made a wooden Cyberman... This villain is just over used now and if they aren't going to do anything new with it then they should just stop bringing it back- however I do like the cyberman design for Bill.

Number 19: The Autons

A great way to revive a show. As a child I was scared of shop window dummies thanks to these creatures. Looking at it now though, that bin scene was a bit crazy wasn't it? Also... plastic Mickey. Either way though, these creatures still give me the willies a little bit.

Number 18: Clockwork Droids

Unique and imaginative. They were never scary in any way to me, but the episode they are in is a great one. The way they drive the plot forward works wonders. I'm so glad they never brought them back- oh wait... they brought them back for Capaldi's first episode and sort of ruined them...

Number 17: Ice Warriors

Another Classic who creature brought back and revived. I have always loved the design for Ice Warriors, and I love that they are from somewhere as simple as Mars instead of having to create a new planet for them. But I don't remember what happened in the Ice Warrior episodes very well for New Who.

Number 16: Davros

All the creatures and villains on this list have some merit, and Davros is no exception for that. When he was revived for The Stolen Earth and Journey's End, I got chills. And I still cringe a bit when he opens up his top to show where he made the new Daleks from. But I think they ruined him a little bit in Capaldi's episodes.

Number 15: Zygons

It was interesting when Doctor who brought these creatures back, because they are so fun. Shape shifting aliens give you a lot of wiggle room to play around with, and I think they had fun with them.

Number 14: Slitheen

I could argue that the Slitheen are below Zygons, but frankly I just enjoy them a little bit more. Call me childish, but fart humor is funny on occasion. Plus Boom Town is a great and underrated episode. The Slitheen kind of steals the show there.

Number 13: The Beast

The Beast, or Satan. Terrfying. The idea that the Doctor is facing off against the actual Devil is a great concept, plus this episode gives Rose a chance to shine as a companion. If you have read my previous posts you know I don't like her very much, so her impressing me in this episode says a lot.

Number 12: Judoon

Space Rhinos. Space police rhinos. They don't really do very much but they are just fun. We all know that the old lady was the scary one in Smith and Jones. But they are in all leather like some kind of biker gang, and use white board markers to show that people are human. Its just classic Doctor who... Lets ignore Fugative of the Jadoon.

Number 11: Sontarans

New who does like to bring back its classic villains. They then like to milk said villains if they do well. The Sontaran Stratagem and the Poison sky are great episodes and the Sontarans are brought back in a great way.

Number 10: The Master

Each actor who plays the Master, brings something new to the role. And the character is fun... and hungry.

Number 9: The flood

Terrifying. No notes.

Number 8: Midnight Entity

I feel like I have to start justifying why I like these creatures over others. The midnight entity is scary because you never actually see it. It causes so much chaos- but most of it is just humans being scared.

Number 7: The silence

A creature that you forget as soon as you turn your back could have been incredible- and it was. It was fun the way they tied it into the moon landing as well. I enjoy the slenderman vibes they have.

Number 6: Gas Mask Zombies

Are you my mummy? The first actually scary episode of New who. Also the scene where the gas mask comes out of that doctor's mouth and eyes lives rent free in my head.

Number 5: Daleks

They are classic. They are iconic. They are a little bit over used and that is why they are not higher up in the list- but given that theyve been around since the 1960s they must be doing something right.

Number 4: Silurian

I love the design of these creatures. I love their stories, and Madam Vastra is one of my favourite New Who characters.

Number 3: The Ood

Making it into the top 3 spot for me means 1 of 2 things. 1) I love the creature and everything theyve done with it or 2) it is just a terrifying villain. With the Ood it's both. I both love them and are scared of them. Even Nephew was scary. And the scene where the guy turns into an ood- so unsettling. I love it.

Number 2: The Weeping Angels

I bet a few people reading this was wondering where they would turn up. I love them, especially when they were first introduced in Blink. The idea of them snapping your neck was offputting for me at first but I still don't think you can go too far wrong with stone statues. I even liked when they turned the Doctor into an angel.

Number 1: The Vashta Nerada

This creature had me counting my shadows and freaking out when I had 2. I'm glad they haven't returned since the Library because what we were given was perfection.

Hey, Who turned out the lights?!

[more-better-words]

Questions yoinked from @iamstartraveller776 (hope you don't mind! ☺️)

1. Do you have a word-count goal for the upcoming year?

I don't tend to pay attention to word count so much as completing chapters. So my goal is to finish chapters.

2. Will you participate in any fandom exchanges or fic challenges, etc? 

I never have before, but @talshiargirlfriend is planning to do a small-ish one, so hopefully that won't be too intimidating!

3. Do you anticipate writing for a new fandom this year? Which one?

Only if some new-to-me media grabs me by the throat, which always a possibility.

4. Do you think you’ll stop writing for a fandom this year? Which one?

Well, once I complete The Place We Call Home, that will likely mark the end of me writing longform ST:ENT fic. I'm sure I'll still write shorter pieces and one-offs, but completing the Built to Last series will be a capstone for me.

5. Which WIP is first on your list to complete this year? Will you post a snippet?

The Place We Call Home!

She slumped back, her energy suddenly and absolutely depleted. Then Doctor Jimenez was handing her a very small form, placed against her chest. The baby whimpered, unaccustomed to this huge new world, and she lifted an exhausted arm to cradle her daughter. It's all right. Everything’s all right. I'm here, just like I said I would be. She looked up at Trip, whose eyes were huge and bright with tears. “Oh my God, T'Pol,” he murmured, swallowing hard against the lump in his throat. “She’s here. She’s perfect.” “She is,” she agreed. She reached up, brushing at the tears on his cheeks. “You should hold her.” With infinite care, he tentatively took their daughter in his hands, a marveling, awe-struck smile on his face. “Hi,” he whispered. “It’s me. Do you recognize my voice?” T'Pol looked at them, her mate and their child, and suddenly her entire being was filled with a triumphant, roaring love like a fire in her veins. She would do anything for them, because they were hers. Trip felt her eyes on him, and shot her a tiny, tearful, adoring smile. “You did it,” he said. “We did,” she replied. “We three.”

6. Which yet-to-be-started fic is first on your list?

The one that hasn't occurred to me yet. 😅

7. Will you change anything about the way you interact with other writers?

I don't think so? Do I need to?

*frets*

8. Is there a story idea in your mental vault that you’ve never been brave enough to try writing? Is this the year? Can you tell us about it?

Mostly followups to (much) older fic that never made it out of the outline/draft stages. But I doubt I'll ever return to them - not a lot of interest in the world of Baldur's Gate 2 when we have Baldur's Gate 3.

9. Short term goals… what do you hope to complete this week or in January?

By the end of January, I may have The Place We Call Home fully drafted. Maybe. Hopefully.

10. Will you keep a record of all the fics you write and/or post this year?

Other than my AO3 stats, no.

11. Would you like to try any new fanfic genres or tropes this year?

I finally took the plunge and tried my hand at writing...well, we'll call it smut adjacent. I think I'll keep at it, and we'll see how it evolves.

12. Will you change anything about the way you edit or rewrite this year?

I don't think so...my current system works fairly well. At least I think so.

13. Aside from fanfic, are there any other fan works you’d like to try creating? Fanart, or fanvids, gifsets, or podfic? 

I write because I'm no good at any of that other stuff! I'd LOVE to be able to create visual art, but...I'm just not wired for it.

14. Have you ever lost large chunks of your work in the past, due to not backing up your work? Will you change your methods this year?

I thought I'd lost two whole chapters a couple of weeks ago and I was distraught! Fortunately, I was wrong and my backups were still there.

15. Do you foresee any personal or professional obstacles this year, that would keep you from creating fanworks? 

Unfortunately, yes. But I shall soldier on!

16. Do you have that one fanfic that you wrote a ton for, ages ago, but never posted? Will this be the year, come hell or high water, that it WILL get finished and posted?

The aformentioned Baldur's Gate stuff, and no. I just don't feel the compulsion, really.

17. Do you typically answer all comments/reviews individually? Do you plan to change the way you interact with your readers this year?

I try to! I absolutely treasure every comment and reblog - why would I change that?

18. Do you typically post multi-chapters as you write, or finish it all and then start posting? Would you like to change your posting method? 

I keep a buffer of chapters - like I published chapter 13 of TPWCH a few days ago, but I've got chapter 14-16 basically complete, and I'm working on chapter 17 right now as of posting this.

It's a system that works pretty well for me, though sometimes I am left dying wanting to just share it all! Now! I want everyone to see it!

19. Would you consider non-fandom writing events, like NaNoWriMo or writing contests? 

Probably not.

20. Any plans to work on original fiction this year?

I toyed with the idea of writing original fiction years ago, and I had a few ideas, but...I find it much more stressful that fanfic. Fanfic is my hobby. I like to tell stories for fun. I don't think I want to turn it into a job.

21. Will you try writing software, like Scrivener or those programs that won’t let you stop writing?

I use Word - I've tried more specialized software, like Scrivener and Focus Writer, but I just didn't get anything out of them.

22. Do you plan to take writing classes this year?

I have never taken anything that might be even in the neighborhood of a creative writing class, and I'm scared that if I did now, they'd tell me I'm doing it all wrong!

23. Would you like to go on a writing retreat?

That sounds fascinating, but I don't even know what that would entail lol

24. By the end of this year, you want your fandom to think of you as “that author who _______.”

Wrote the best darn post-Terra Prime Trip/T'Pol fic out there. The one you recommend to anyone suffering post-TATV trauma.

25. If you answered questions from this list last year, find your answers and compare your goals to your results. How’d you do?

N/A

[littlelcvestory]

thank you @wesperbrekkered for tagging me even though im so inactive on like all my fandom accounts 😭😭😭

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

i have 13 :)

2. What is your AO3 word count?

29,858 words 😭 thats kinda crazy for me ngl

3. What fandoms do you write for? 

my main is six of crows! my ao3 still has my fics from when i wrote solangelo tho lmao

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

sparks fly (whenever you smile) with 268 (wesper)

we were in screaming color with 244 (solangelo)

Doctor Death (god this fic is so old i hate it 😭) with 236 (solangelo)

i wanna teach you how forever feels with 221 (wesper)

time can't stop me quite like you did with 205 (i wrote this for a school assignment, it's from the book they both die at the end)

i strongly dislike this list mainly because of solangelo being on there and how long ago i wrote those fics because theyre really bad now 😭 perhaps leave more kudos on my wesper fics :)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? 

YES it makes me so happy that people enjoyed what i wrote. i'd like to say it's author fuel but i have not touched any of my fics since august but they ARE author serotonin

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

it's either time can't stop me quite like you did (because he literally d!es) but none of my SoC fics have angsty endings, because none of them have endings. haha

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

uhh i'd say it would be i wanna teach you how forever feels purely because it's a cute domestic post-ck wesper

8. Do you get hate on fics?

i dont think im widespread enough to have haters on my fics tbh 😭

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? 

nope, i am literally 16 !! although i have written a few very intimate passages but theres also taught you the way you call me baby which is the closest i'll ever get for now

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

my wesper romeo and juliet au like fire and powder that i havent touched since august! this was like my most big brain idea ever but i'm torn between discarding it and starting from scratch or continuing as it is right now

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? 

i dont think so, and i hope not !

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? 

no :)

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

also no

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship? 

wesper. next!

15. What’s a WIP you’d like to finish but doubt you ever will?

THE ROMEO AND JULIET AU I AM CRYING i need to continue it as soon as possible oh lord

16. What are your writing strengths?

not sure tbh! i do find writing dialogue easy but it also leads to my downfall sometimes which i'll explain in the next question

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

inner monologues, because they jump around too much and i eventually stray from the original thought. or anything thats not closely tied to a character ... i'm really strong with character driver things but if you hand me a plot, i'm gonna struggle (which may be why the r&j au is failing LMAO) and how i said with dialogue, it ends up being dry and makes the scene move a little too fast. i'm really bad at slowing down scenes 😭

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic? 

never done it before hehe

19. First fandom you wrote for?

percy jackson, i think

20. Favourite fic you’ve ever written?

my romeo and juliet au because its the most ambitious thing i ever tried to accomplish. i really want to get back to it because i'm still so intrigued by the idea of it and i was shocked i wrote 10k for the first chapter but it felt like it was being squeezed out of me... i'll do my best to get back to writing i've had insane weiters block (no thanks to school 🙄)

thanks for tagging me rae :) i'm tagging @artsypretzel @jazzythursday and anyone else who sees this and wants to do it :)

[officialchristiancagebbgirlblog]

✨101 writing prompts✨

So here I have written up 101 dialogue and scenario prompts for you to choose from! I hope I didn’t accidentally write doubles. But feel free to request for me to write using these or your own! As of right now:

Requests: open for business!

I’m mostly just writing for Christian Cage and Adam Copeland but don’t let that deter you from requesting other wrestlers, especially within AEW! I’ll do my best! If you use any for your writing, I only ask that you credit me ☺️ happy writing! 🩵

1 - “you know I love you, right?”

2 - “try and get some sleep baby”

3 - “is that really necessary?”

4 - “just…five more minutes”

5 - “okay but if we leave now, we can avoid all that traffic and…why are you staring at me like that?”

6 - “absolutely not. Put that back”

7 - “when was the last time we danced together?”

8 - “no, I didn’t want to wake you. You looked so peaceful!”

9 - “what do you think, does it look good on me?”

10 - “don’t you even think about walking through that door”

11 - “so this whole time you didn’t actually care about me?”

12 - “I can’t believe you’d think to hurt me like this. After everything we’d been through together”

13 - “no, no I’m not ready for it to end yet. Not like this”

14 - “please. Please don’t leave me. I need you”

15 - “I’m so scared…of you”

16 - “you have to understand, punching people or things is terrifying for me”

17 - “why can’t you understand that I don’t love you anymore?”

18 - “no, you lost me when you decided to kiss him/her”

19 - “we’re done. Get the fuck out of my house”

20 - “I wish I’d never met you”

21 - “I just…I feel like I wasted the last two years of my life”

22 - “why am I the last to hear about how you’re not in love with me anymore?”

23 - “fine, you want him/her so bad? Then go! I’m not going to wait for you anymore”

24 - “why should I wait for you to decide if you want to be my boy/girlfriend again?”

25 - “clearly this relationship was one sided this whole time, huh”

26 - “I was an idiot for thinking you could love me”

27 - “no. I don’t love you anymore”

28 - “he/she treats me better than you ever did”

29 - “every time I try to talk to you about this, you fucking walk off!”

30 - “come here, let me brush your hair”

31 - “you’re really warm…you sure you’re doing okay?”

32 - “why didn’t you tell me?”

33 - “come here, baby”

34 - “shh it’s okay, I’m here now”

35 - “it’s going to be okay. I’m going to help you but I need you to stay still”

36 - “would it help if I held your hand?”

37 - “they said what to you?”

38 - “show me where it hurts…oh honey, that’s bad. You need to see a doctor, I think that’s beyond what I can do to help”

39 - “why are you shaking? Are you cold?”

40 - “if it ever gets bad again, can you promise you’ll tell me? I don’t want you to go through this alone”

41 - “come to the bathroom. I’ll help you shower”

42 - “there we go. Let it all out”

43 - “I know taking medicine sucks but you have to take it if you want to get better”

44 - “I wish I could take the pain away for you”

45 - “do you need a massage? You look tense…”

46 - “no, I’m okay. It’s just cold”

47 - “please don’t worry about me”

48 - “it just gets hard sometimes yknow? And there really isn’t much anyone can do to make it better”

49 - “maybe not…but can I try at least make it more comfortable for you?”

50 - “please…I can’t breathe. It’s too much”

51 - “will you hold me?”

52 - “I know I’m not who you want to see right now but I’m desperate. Please. Stay with me”

53 - “I just need to know if there’s still a part of you that loves me…that misses what we had”

54 - “I fucked up…bad”

55 - “stay behind me okay? Everything will be alright”

56 - “why are your eyes red? Were you crying?”

57 - “do you remember when we first met?”

58 - “how much sugar are you putting in that?!”

59 - “if I lay back down with you, I’m never getting back up”

60 - “why don’t you like the nickname ‘princess/prince’? Is schnookums better?” - “absolutely not you cringe-“

61 - “I swear I’m not ticklish…stop looking at me like that, I’m not!”

62 - getting caught singing/dancing

63 - seeing you/them get hurt

64 - reacting to you/them on your/their period

65 - reacting to a panic attack

66 - having to do grocery shopping together

67 - reacting to you falling asleep on them

68 - rescuing you from a potentially dangerous situation

69 - having your first time in bed with each other

70 - how they are during a video/board/card game

71 - helping you/them feel better when you/they feel insecure about your/their body

72 - your first kiss

73 - how you first met (please request if you want a specific scenario!)

74 - taking care of each other after an event/match

75 - reacting to walking in on you/them crying

76 - reacting to walking in on you/them getting changed

77 - them standing up for you against someone/vice versa

78 - having to break up

79 - making up again

80 - realising you’re in love with each other

81 - meeting for the first time

82 - a small argument

83 - a big argument

84 - seeing them with children (your own or others)

85 - helping you with your makeup

86 - doing their makeup

87 - winding down after a long day together

88 - having a date night (you choose the type of date)

89 - dealing with long distance

90 - playfully teasing/irritating each other (if you so chose, could lead into an argument!)

91 - looking after each other when one is sick

92 - watching a movie and cheering up the other person when their sad during a death/sad moment

93 - reacting to you/them getting pregnant

94 - watching them bond with baby you-two

95 - showering/bathing together (can lead into smut)

96 - dealing with a traumatic event

97 - baking/cooking together

98 - teasing them (smut version)

99 - reconnecting after a long period away from each other

100 - double date

101 - breakup/getting back together sex