#Y'all can blame cait for this

[hanalyrata]

'It's a ladder...'

[Full Ver. on AO3 - NSFW/MDNI]

[foresthyena]

Y'all are eating up my headcannons, so how bout a Caitlyn one?! S2 spoilers

Sfw: she's often super busy, patrolling,paper work, regular work, training etc. so you don't get to see her as much as you'd like. But when you do she always has your favorite drink and snack in hand while she apologies.

She may seem super grumpy and mean, but she deeply cares for you. She's the one who engages in cuddling and taking baths together.

Speaking of baths, she'll have the most wonderful romantic bath waiting for you. Bubbly warm steamy bath with rose petals and pink water from the strawberry bath bombs she's gotten for you. You two will sit in the bath enjoying each other's company while she washes you. You both sometimes fall asleep in the bath, I mean how could you not?

When training sometimes she asks you to watch. She loves to impress you tho she'd never admit it. Showing how strong she is and that she's able to protect you lightens up her day.

Speaking of protecting, she's super protective over you. You can't really blame her, her mother died and Maddie betrayed her. She's afraid something bad might happen to you. But she still trusts you even with the voices in her head doubting you.

When Cait decides to do paperwork at home, she'll have you on her lap while she fills some stuff out. She'd take a few breaks, kissing you,hugging you, laying her head on your shoulder or just complimenting you.

Favorite way to show that she loves you? Acts of service and words. Like what we've said, she isn't home as much. So when she is, she pampers you. She refuses to let you do anything yourself now that she's here. She'd do everything around the house then cuddle with you and whisper sweet nonsense in your ears.

"you're perfect, you know that right?"

"the most amazing lover ever"

"rest up, I've got everything dear"

Sometimes she'll stay awake at night keeping an eye on you. She's still a bit paranoid from the war and genuinely worries about your safety.

Her British accent comes out more when she's a bit upset or angry at something. So just give her time and hold her close. It helps her calm down, just being with you is enough.

Nsfw: such a Dom, sometimes she'll sub but it's rare. She likes to take care of you, she wants to make you feel good. But that doesn't mean she won't punish you if you disobey her or act out of line.

She's huge on discipline, she isn't so strict dw, but still. She won't cut you some slack, she hates brats and when you badmouth others.

When you do act up, prepare for spanking,edging or overstimulation. Probably all of the above if you've really gotten on her nerves.

Mistress kink. Oh she'd foam at the mouth if you pull out a, "please mistress" would immediately eat you out and praise you for being her good girl.

Bondag/handcuffs..I mean is it rlly a surprise? She loves to see you all helpless and begging. It just turns something on in her.

She isn't that much into biting, but if she's feeling possessive, she'll leave hickeys all over you so others take a damn hint.

She can be both rough and soft during sex, if it's a slow day and she has a day off. She'll kiss you everywhere while saying your beautiful. Soft passionate sex, she won't tease or degrade you. She just wants to see you all happy. Soft clit kisses while she massages your perky/big boobs.

When she's rough she won't hold back, praises AND degrading to mess wit you even more.

Slapping and some edging to keep you on guard and remind you whose in control.

She'll even use a leash and a collar to keep you in check and drag you around as she wants.

Hair pulling is a must, she loves to see how you practically scream her name and eyes roll back.

SIZE KINK. Oh if you're smaller then her she goes crazy, expecally if youre skinny, she loves seeing the bulge of her cock in you. God it makes her crazy. And for the chubby people, she loves holding onto your love handles while she pounds into you. It's just more leverage and makes it easier to pound into your poor used cunts:(

Her hexstrap is 7.5 inches with a 3inch girth to keep you nice and stretched for her.

[yeeterthek33per]

It's Only Up From Here (Steph Catley x Caitlin Foord x Reader)

A/n id just like to say, poor Cait man, girl's got a goose egg and for what? The ref to play blind person when she gets fouled again?

You'll bounce back part 4, have fun!

Sorry y'all, I'm still salty. At least she got a free hat, though... right?

Also, 18+ (teeny bit)

You'd all played your hearts out. It wasn't supposed to end this way. Everything just slipped away way too quickly.

One goal from Asllani was enough to drop the shoulders of the most energetic people on the field. Some of the team still had a fire going, but in the end, nobody could convert anything.

Sam ended up worse off than when she started, and the stubborn idiot begged Tony to keep her on. She couldn't jump to meet headers where she needed to, and no crosses were where any of you needed to send them.

The weight of the game was certainly a massive lot, but in the end, all you could feel was disbelief but also relief. Relief, the whole thing was finally over. Relief that you could go back to your club and just play without so much stress.

Plus, you only had your transfer to worry about now. Luckily enough, Arsenal quickly accepted your manager's ask to join the club.

As much as you loved playing in sweden with your family, you loved your girls and wanted to move in with them, and this was the next big step for the three of you.

Still, the weight of the loss would bare down on you all for months to come, if not the years until the next world cup began, and even then, would you still succeed like you did?

Would the country still love you all enough to support you, then?

Would you even make the team? You know you're only twenty-seven, but still, you never know.

The crowd applauds you as you move around the field. Everything just feels like it's on a flow at this point. Nothing's really registering. You thank the fans, and give away your shirt and boots to the crowd.

Walking around in shorts and a sports bra, taking photos with fans, signing gear, everything just goes in one swift motion.

Steph just looks purely exhausted as she walks around the field. Tear stained face since she can no longer fight them, the battle for the cup finally over for you all.

Caitlin just looks blank, eyes empty as she gives away her boots and shakes hands with the swedes.

You hug Magda, congratulating her on the win as she consoles you for the loss. Having known each other briefly at Chelsea, where you spent about a six month stint on loan, playing in the midfield.

You tell her to say hi to Pernille for you, and you part ways, walking over to where your team is gathering for the circle. You all watch the swedish team receive their medals, celebrating the third place win for the fourth time.

Sam is sitting on the bench, away from the group, but still aplauding the effort.

You meet her eye, and all you can see is the disappointment and what is most likely building frustration at tweaking her calf again.

You knew she didn't blame Magda for it. It was a rough game, and tensions were high, and there was no way it was intentional.

You get up from your position on the grass to go to her, slipping into the seat beside her, arm around her shoulders.

You don't say anything. There isn't really anything you can console your best friend and captain with at this point.

She just leans into you until it's time to go to back into the locker room with one final wave and the last of media duties.

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Steph and Caitlin are both pretty much going through the motions by the end of the night. You know they're hurting, and everything just feels so tense.

By the end of team dinner, they're both silent, and you can only give them small back rubs and smiles to encourage them a bit as you all process the loss. The others are slowly back to conversing normally. Some are still barely processing.

Mini is sat by Kyra and Charlie, the three doing their best to keep a happy face for Harper, to which you do wander over eventually, giving the girl a small tickle and kiss on the cheek.

You hug Mini from behind the couch she's sitting on, pressing a small kiss to her cheek as well, and pat Charlie and Kyra on the shoulders as you pull away.

You head up towards your room, wanting to call it an early night. Normally, you'd go to Caitlin and Steph's room, but Steph stayed behind with the girls, and Caitlin looked like she wanted to be alone for the night.

However, you're proven wrong when a hand grabs yours to walk you back to her room.

The moment you're in the door, her face is buried in your neck, and her hands slip under the back of your hoodie, holding you tight to her.

Your arms slip under hers, wrapping up around her shoulders, and you bury your nose into her left.

"Hey, pretty girl."

She just grunts into your neck.

You pull her away enough to have a look at her face. The bandage is still over her brow, but it's looking like a massive goose egg now and starting to bruise over her eye.

You let your hand brush her hair back.

"How's your head feel?"

"Meh, it's fine. They want me on the usual concussion watch. Hurts a little, but it's not that bad."

You smile softly, but it feels more like a grimace, so you lean up and press a light kiss to the bandage.

"Man, they were really going in on you tonight, weren't they? They should have let Mini and me fight Asllani earlier."

She cracks a smile at that

"No fighting, babe, we don't need more black eyes."

You raise a brow at her.

"You're the one telling me that?"

She chuckles a little.

"Also, you're assuming we'd lose." You playfully pout.

She pulls you down onto her lap as she steps back towards the bed.

"Pft, I know damn well you'd sit her on her ass. That doesn't mean you need to, though. I also didn't mention who would get a black eye in that scenario."

You giggle and lean down, careful not to bump her head and kiss her softly. Her hands slip up underneath the back of your t-shirt, and you sigh when she caresses your lower back.

One of her hands trails down and slips underneath the waistband of your sports sweats and gently squeezes your ass.

You huff against her, smacking her arm lightly as she gets a cheeky smirk on her face the moment you pull away.

"What? Not even one for the shiner?"

You chuckle, poking her in the sternum.

"No baby, besides, no strenuous activity on concussion watch."

"Who said I was the one cumming later?"

She wiggles her eyebrows but winces slightly after. You just shake your head lightly.

"My point exactly, you won't stop at just one. Also, stop moving your brows. You know it doesn't help."

Caitlin just looks up at you again with a mischievous twinkle.

"Kiss me better?"

You roll your eyes at her, but lean down to take her lips with your own anyway.

Her hands move from under your shirt at the back to the front, scratching gently down your stomach. You shiver but stand your ground, keeping the kiss light.

You know you're a gonner the moment she runs her tongue along your bottom lip.

You both pull away for a second, and her lips trail down your throat and your eyes close at the contact. Her teeth nip at your collarbone, and your hands settle on her shoulders as hers slip further up your shirt and under your sports bra.

"Jesus, baby, if we get caught again, this one's on you." You're panting along side the words.

Your hips rock softly against her, and the smug look in her eyes tells you she really doesn't care about being caught.

She tugs at your shirt and pulls it over your head, letting her hand dip below your pants waistband. Her head dips lower to press kisses across the top of your chest, just above the elastic.

Right as her fingertips slip below the band of your sports boxers, the door opens behind you both, making you jump slightly.

Caitlin quickly tosses you beneath her, shielding you from view with a small curse.

When you both realise it's only Steph, you relax.

"Hey, sweetheart."

She raises a brow at the two of you, shutting the door behind her. You stand up to meet her with a small peck to the lips, but her smile doesn't quite meet her eyes.

"Hey, pretty girl."

Your hands rub her arms softly, a small frown taking your features as you watch her. She's exhausted and looks just about torn down completely.

"How you feeling?"

"Still just kind of processing, same as the others, though."

A small sigh leaves her lips as she leaves one last peck to yours before stepping past you to see Caitlin.

She kisses the striker softly, murmuring asking about her head.

"Doing fine, babe, usual concussion watch. She's pretty, though, ain't she?"

Steph chuckles softly at her and presses a kiss to the bandage as well, and plops down onto the bed face down.

You and Caitlin exchange looks, and you urge Steph up the bed, but she just grumbles softly, legs still hanging over the edge.

"Baby, C'mon, you gotta move, or it's really gonna hurt tomorrow."

She says something, but it's just muffled as she's buried face first into the bed.

Caitlin sighs, brushing Steph's hair to the side as she turns her head.

"It's gonna hurt anyways." It's said a soft whine, but you know what she means when she says it.

You sit on the other side of her and rub her back gently.

"I know, baby, but you have to at least give yourself a decent night's rest, okay?"

She grunts, shuffling up the bed but doesn't move from her face-down splat position.

A loving half smile encompasses Caitlin's lips, and she scoots along the bed to sit up against the headrest, lifting Steph's arm to rest over her legs, and she rubs it gently.

You do the same, knowing you have to stay up to make sure Caitlin can complete her concussion checks every few hours, setting your phone alarm to wake you up if you drift off, knowing you can turn the alarm off beforehand if you're still awake.

Steph squeezes both your thighs softly, but does manage to turn onto her side to rest her head on your lap, arm draped over your legs.

Caitlin shoves a pillow behind her head and quickly drifts off, and you lean her slightly more inwards to not let her fall off the bed.

Your hand combs through Steph's hair, scratching lightly at her scalp as you scroll through your phone.

Various messages of encouragement, and others saying thanks. Thank you to the Matildas. Thank you to the family you're a part of. Describing your team's efforts as heroic and forever in commemoration as they dedicate their cheers to the team.

You can only thank whatever deity above brought this country to love you all like they do.

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Throughout the night, Caitlin's concussion checks go without issue. Though she does get a little grumpy after the fifth time and then almost doesn't bother answering you the sixth.

By the seventh and final check, she just shoves you grumpily before you quietly flick her and remind her she's only putting her own health at risk here and that you just wont let her sleep at all as that's the only other procedure.

You finally get her to answer the questions at that.

Steph, somehow, it's a miracle, honestly, stays asleep throughout this whole debacle, and you magically stay awake until 7am where the trainer's come knocking to collect Caitlin, and to let you sleep for a few hours before you have to be up for the ceremony.

Steph latches back onto you the moment you settle in the bed, and she lets you sleep for another half hour after she's woken up.

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After the whole presentation and Steph and the rest of you are pleasantly surprised by her favourite song's artist, Nikki Webster, you're all exhausted and ready to crash again.

Tony allows the day to rest and relax off the game before an early morning recovery session the next day.

You spend it curled up with your favourite girls, Caitlin now safely away from any concussion worries.

You end up waking in the late afternoon from your long nap. Steph is seated beside you on her phone, hand rubbing circles in your back.

Caitlin is in the bathroom showering.

"Hey you."

You hum softly, stretching out slightly before relaxing back into matress below you.

"Afternoon, I assume?"

"Yeah, you didn't sleep too long, it's only been about five hours."

"Mmkay, did Mini stop by at all?"

"Yeah, she was looking for you since you didn't return to the room with her last night. She figured you'd be here. She said if you woke up within a few hours, she'd be downstairs in the rec room with Harper and the girls."

"Oky." You kind of half process it in your sleepy state, nuzzling your nose into the side of Steph's leg. She only looks on amused around her phone at you.

"You gonna go down?"

You make a half committed answer, shrugging lightly, just cuddling into her leg further. Her hand scratches at the back of your neck lightly.

Steph just sighs, knowing you won't sleep later but doesn't have it in her to wake you when you dose off again.

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With the next days passing by, final preparations are made to pack up camp and to go back to your respective clubs before the next one.

You all take the time to grieve the loss, and you even manage to break through to Sam a little, catching her alone and having a sit down conversation with her about everything.

She let's you know the next day how thankful she is for your little shoves over the last few days and getting her walls to come down.

You just remind her that that's what best friends are for.

Steph and Caitlin come to terms with it on their own, and you make sure you're there to wipe away any tears.

You'd already made your peace, ready to start the next chapter with your loves and ready to move on to the Olympic qualifiers.

You hope with all your heart that you can fight harder and go all the way this time.

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Sorry, this one is a little lacking, guys. I swear I was trying to find a way to end it without cutting it short, but it kind of carries on towards the end. Again, apologies for that.

[haledamage]

@queen-scribbles I'm holding onto the ask until I finish the other one ;)

petrichor - the pleasant smell that accompanies the first rain after a long period of dry weather ❤ Nadia/Kurt (pre-relationship but well into the mutual interest phase) featuring Vasco bringing some big brother energy

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"Oh good! Looks like the rain stopped." Vasco announced with an unnecessary amount of drama as they stepped out from under the tree canopy and into a clearing. There was no way to tell how much of the “rain” that had been soaking them for the last hour was fresh and how much had just taken its time getting to them through the thick foliage. "I guess we don’t have to sleep in the mud tonight after all."

Nadia patted him on the arm in commiseration as she moved past him to scale the stone outcropping they were hoping would be dry enough to camp on for the night. "Sorry to disappoint you, Vasco."

He took her proffered hand and let her help him up the wall. "I’m sure we’ll find some dark grungy cave tomorrow and you can make it up to me."

She chuckled as he surveyed their would-be campsite with a scowl, looking a bit like an angry, tattooed, half-drowned rat. "You really hate being landlocked, don’t you?"

"In some ways, it’s not as bad as I expected." He took his hat off and flipped it over, dumping water onto his boots. "In others, it’s much worse."

He stomped off to get a fire started as she helped the rest of their group up too, except Siora who left with a nod to go hunting. Kurt went last, as he always did, making sure the others didn't fall and wordlessly refusing any help for himself.

Once everyone was up, Nadia took her hat off too and shook the water off the brim. It had made a valiant attempt at keeping her head dry, and while it had succeeded in keeping the rain out of her face, her hair was damp and heavy. She took the hat between her teeth to free up both hands and started disassembling her braid.

“Let me help you with that.” Before she could reply, she felt rough fingers gently push her hands away as Kurt started to unpin the braid from its crown. She stood still and let him work. It wasn’t the first time he’d helped with it - he was surprisingly good at braiding hair, though she’d been sworn to secrecy about that fact - and she trusted him to know what to do.

She closed her eyes and let herself enjoy it, a smile growing on her face as she breathed in the scent of the clearing they’d chosen to camp in. Petrichor lingering from the earlier rain, sweetness from nearby wildflowers, woodsmoke from the campfire, worn leather and steel from the man at her back, a whiff of the ocean that told her Vasco lingered somewhere nearby. Teer Fradee was alive around her, joyfully so, and she reveled in it.

“I’ve missed that smile of yours, Green Blood,” Kurt said softly, bringing her out of her reverie. Nadia turned towards him enough to see his face without disrupting what he was doing, and he paused long enough to brush his knuckle over the corner of the smile in question. “Haven’t seen you smile like that since your mother got sick. This place has been good for you.”

Her smile grew even more. “Less the place and more the company, I think.”

“Well, I know you don’t mean me.” He finished unplaiting her hair and ran his fingers through it a few times, both to wring some of the water out of it and as an excuse to avoid her eyes. “You had me then too.”

“Not like I do now.” He’d always been good at keeping her at arm’s length, friendly but not quite friends, especially the last few years. But that had changed since they’d boarded the ship to Teer Fradee, and seemed to change a little more every day.

“Perhaps.” His brow knotted as he considered her words, like he was trying to find a hidden meaning behind them. She couldn’t tell if he liked the implications or not.

“If it helps ease that furrow in your brow, I can’t give you all the credit.” She reached up and swept her thumb over his brow, smoothing away the frown only for it to be replaced by surprise, his eyebrows shooting up towards his hairline. “Maybe you’re right. Maybe it’s this island. I never in my wildest dreams would have pictured that a place like this existed in the world.” She paused, tapping her chin, and her smile sharpened to a wry grin. “Well, maybe in my really wild dreams. I do have a very active imagination.”

Kurt chuckled, a warm rasp of sound. “You really know how to ruin a moment, Nadia.”

“It was worth it to make you laugh.” Nadia had to fight to keep her footing, unsure if she wanted to shy away from the way he looked at her then or lean closer to bask in it. “I’ve missed your laugh. I thought you’d left it in Sérène.”

“So did I.” His hand finally stilled in her hair but didn’t fall away, resting carefully on the back of her head. “You’ve always been good at bringing it out of me.”

“My dear Kurt, that might be the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.” She meant for it to be playful, but it came out barely above a whisper.

He brushed a strand of hair back from her face, tucking it behind her ear. “Give me time. I can do better.”

A loud groan sounded from nearby as Vasco lowered himself to a log that he’d claimed as a chair. Nadia and Kurt leapt away from each other simultaneously. She met the Naut’s innocent grin with the best glare she could muster, and he held up his hands in surrender. “Don’t let me interrupt. As ye were.”

Kurt mumbled, “I should go see to the tents,” and left, not looking at either of them. If Nadia didn’t know better, she could swear that his ears and the back of his neck were a little red.

“Sorry, Nadi,” Vasco lied. “Didn’t mean to ruin the moment.”

“Yes you did,” she grumbled, pouting childishly as she flopped down on a log of her own. She opened her bag to find her collection of herbs and dried mushrooms, hoping to get something going for dinner and also trying not to let her eyes follow Kurt across camp. She could still feel the echo of that last touch against her cheek.

And she could tell by his smug smirk that Vasco knew it. “Maybe a little. Might want to take that outside the camp next time, if you don’t want an audience. Just say you’re goin’ for a walk. Works every time.”

Nadia struggled to maintain a proper pout as her smile broke through. “Well, I was going to take you to some hot springs tomorrow that Siora told me are nearby, but I don’t think you deserve a hot spring anymore, dear Captain.”

“I beg your forgiveness, Your Excellency,” he teased, dipping into as deep of a bow as he could while sitting down. “Next time I just won’t let ye know I’m watchin’.”

Kurt turned back toward the fire at the sound of Nadia’s laughter, watching her light up with it, smile wide and easy, eyes bright, hair falling in gentle waves down her back. He committed the image to memory along with the warmth that bloomed in his chest from the sight, then turned back to his work.

[thehoundwrites]

Daydreams

Werewolf!Sevika x Reader Part 3

Part 1: New beginnings || Part 2: Nightmares

CW: Drinking, monsters, vampires, lesbians, paranoia, ptsd, fuck boy sevika in this one y'all, vampire Vi??, vampire Cait???, Drinking, stalking, biting, timeskip ish

Words: 1600

Life almost seemed like a blur. Your injuries had faded, and Ran fortunately enough ended up convincing their leader to let you go back to normal life under the ruse of a car crash.

It had worked so far.

You ended up back at your job, at the restaurant that sat in your city for years. Perhaps it was what even have this place a honey feel to you. Kind of like the city's roots. It's a bit ritzy, you had to have your little suit/or dress on. Expensive, classy. One of the city's founders had started this place, so it really is one of the highlights of the dull town.

The days had begun to seem dismal, and duller than usual. It was an almost haze that threatened to gloss over your whole perspective. You always felt a rush of adrenaline as a car passed by you, or the way your heartbeat palpated everytime a stranger accidentally grazed you.

However the shadows of the night were the worst, although usually Ran was there to help you. Ran was always there, grey eyes always looking over your shoulder ready to rip apart any of the threats that dared face you. They walked by your side every time you walked home. Their hand never left you, as their silence spoke volumes. You knew they blamed themself for this, that was just like them. They couldn't look you in the eyes, and they were much quieter than usual.

Ran was running late. But you trusted them. You began to walk home, it wasn't far, but your anxiety spiked. The deafness of the city made your ears ring, the darkness of the street made your heart beat. It was your first time alone at night. You knew Ran would be here any moment. And you'd never let some douchebag ruin anything for long. You pushed through, on the other side of this gut wrenching walk were some Oreos and a warm bed. Bliss.

The way your shoes dragged on the cement left scratched echoing in the air, until a small ting sounded In front of you. You'd suspected it was simply Ran watching you from a distance. So you continued, and peered down where the noise came from.

Blue eyes stared out you, a lit ciggerete in their lips. She peered into the light and smiled, her bright eyes and fire hair was an all too familiar face in your head.

"Jeez Vi don't scare me like that"

"Heh c'mon now, even if I was a bad guy you'd take me down no prob"

You rolled your eyes and snorted. She always jokingly flirted with you it's just how she was, but ever since she had that police girlfriend it made you wary with goofing around with your friend.

"What happened?"

"oh I went out for the weekend and crashed, luckily no one got hurt too bad"

"I know that wasn't a car accident" the laughter had been cut out of you… wait you can still play this off.

"What do you mean?" you rolled your eyes. "What do you think it's from?"

"Tch, relax I'm just messing with ya" she smirked, you could've sworn you'd seen a hint of anger in her eyes.

"Guess you're gonna need a big strong woman to walk you home. It's a scary world out there isn't it princess" she teased her with her signature dorky wink. God you could see the dumbass boyish charm she had, except mostly dumbass. The two of you broke it off years ago, but still. Your heart couldn't stop fluttering for this bitch.

"I don't need you to protect me" you turned and began to walk off.

"What about from werewolves y/n?"

You paused for a moment, before laughing.

"Halloween was totally last week" you teased, how you came up with that so fast you have no idea, but didn't have time to think before hands grabbed your shoulders, your body frigid.

"Vi?"

"You smell like a dog"

She sighed into you shoulder. "Be careful with them princess, hate to see you torn apart by street dogs."

"They're my friends," you said, pulling away to face her. "They saved my life" your eyes shot to the fangs in your friend's mouth.

"And you're a vampire, wow..."

You should've seen those earlier.

"I won't hurt you.. I'm not an animal."

"Vipire"

"What?"

"Obviously you won't hurt me dumbass I'll tell your sister." You chuckled at her.

Vi visibly cringed "eugh"

"C'mon you think you scare me" you laughed. "I've seen you when you had that AWFUL mullet" you laughed.

Your body is untensed. For a minute falling on your friend's shoulder. "So could you carry my home?"

"Seriously?"

"Well yea, I'm surrounded by furries all day I'm used to this shit by now" you smiled "I'm tiiired"

"Fine"

It only took a couple of seconds, and if you thought the blur was bad before. She stood you to your feet outside your front door, before grimacing.

"Y'know when dogs roll around in mud"

"Vi you sound racist"

"Go the fuck to bed" she curled her lips but couldn't help but to chuckle.

"Good night" you smiled before stepping inside.

You sighed and walked to you living room. A large familiar frame was sitting on your sofa, thick arms draped over the back and a small pony tail bobbing as she pulled the flask away from her mouth.

"Sevika?"

"Careful with Vi. She's part of the flock that tried killing you"

"Funny.. she warned me about you too."

"I saved your life" she stood up quick, her eyes darting to you, for a gray they were blistering hot. You could see a fire blazing underneath their dull color.

"I know." You crossed your arms and looked down, almost like instinct.

"Come for a walk with me"

It didn't seem like a question.

"Can I change?" all Sevika did was shrug.

You felt rushed, mostly because her request felt like an order.

You ended up in pajamas, a short tank top and sweatpants, the comfy combo. You looked at her when you came out and immediately went to grab your sweater.

You opened the door and shuddered. "Can we just stay here? Please? It's cold"

She looked at you. "Can I smoke in here?"

"Just tonight"

She nodded and sat down.

Her gray eyes looked at you before she took a long drag of her cigarette, black lipstick staining its filter, she ashed it into a left over cup and got up to clear some space.

"Don't be scared" she looked down at you.

For a second you thought she was about to strip before you saw her hunch over and turn.

It was gruesome, but tame compared to the other night, but the craziest part was the size of the wolf, almost bigger than a human, nightshade fur and stormy gray eyes. Her face looked directly at you, her fangs pointed outwards monstrously.

You hands reached out hesitantly to pet her, you held the side of her muzzle in your hands before leaning forward and kissing her on the nose. It was wet, and weird but it felt like the right thing to do.

But once you opened your eyes she was normal, kneeling In Front of you. "I'm not a monster."

You couldn't read her face anymore, she hid her emotions from you just like she always did.

"I didn't think you were."

"You're going to hear alot about me, now that you know about us. Just know I only ever did what I had to"

You gulped quietly as your eyes glossed over and your brain flooded with terrible things she could've done, but all of a sudden the warmth you held in your hand disappeared.

"Wait!... don't go. Stay tonight…" her teeth gritted as she turned towards you, you could see gears turning before she sighed.

"Alright"

You sighed, it felt natural to have her around. It's really the only time you feel relaxed. Like having her at your heel is second nature at this point.

She grabbed the tv remote and threw something random on. "Wanna drink, doll?"

"Yea give me whatever's strongest"

You heard a light snicker from her before you foolishly leaned onto her shoulder as she reached for her flask, her arm snaked around you as she handed the silver bottle to you. "Strongest is always in the flask"

"I'll keep that in mind" you teased, chugging it"

"Hope you don't got work tomorrow"

"Not in the morning"

"Good"

You both sat in silence for a minute.

"Where have you been?"

"Around"

"That's it?"

"You'll be fine, you didn't have me before. What changed?"

"You're here now aren't you?"

Her eyes flicked down to the fingers that held her cigarette. Flicking it into the same empty cup and sighing.

She sat still for a moment and her arm that gripped you brushed a strand of hair behind your ear.

"I need to go angel"

"Wait- I thought you were staying"

"I'll be back later"

You sighed and pulled away, her arm stayed draped where it was for a second before pulling away.

"No you won't. I won't see you in weeks again"

"You didn't like me when you met me"

"I like you now"

A smirk crossed her lips, before she stood up.

"I'll walk you home from work tomorrow"

"Puppy really likes walks huh?"

"Tsk" she rolled her eyes and you stood with her, she picked up her leather coat from the couch and walked by you. Her warm hands grazing down your arm.

"Don't worry boutta thing"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean no one will bother you now."

You scrunched your nose at her, but she gripped your biceps and leaned over so that she was face level with you.

"You're a part of the pack now, mess with you... Mess with us."

Your eyes lingered on her as she left, your heart was skipping all over the place. You REALLY need a shower now.

[blackfemmecharacterdependency]

BFCD Reviews by Nesha: We Are Who We Are

There's too much kissing in this show. I have to begin with that, because it's like a lot of kissing and I hate that about it, very much. It definitely has redeeming qualities, but I'm very upset by the amount of kissing I had to endure/try to avoid.

I didn’t liveblog or make notes for the first few episodes, but maybe started around 4/5. I took up interest in this one from @saturnineaqua and was NOT disappointed to see this story unfold. Really, I absolutely would love this show if it weren’t for all the kissing. What is with the production/directing that was like, “Yes, this kiss definitely needs to be long and have audio”? Gross. Lol.

This show... It's... Realistic without the blatant stuff that a lot of the shows that show teens are. They're on a military base in Italy and he's this jerk sergeant. He loves his "daughter," but the new Colonel, this lesbian with a very eccentric neurodivergent and queer coded son becomes best friend with them and so their dad is fucking TRIPPING.

This is actually a great cast. The boy who's Eddie from It, Chloe Sevigny is his mom, and these other kids Idek, but nobody is like, 'This person can't act." They're all compelling, even the unlikable characters. The character that this blog cares about highlighting - Caitlin Poythress is played by Jordan Kristine Seamón, who I’ve never seen before now but was DEFINITELY impressed with/proud of. I’ve seen it said that they are nonbinary, and the character is exploring trans identity, so I’m not positive their exact labels, though I’ve heard Jordan refer to Cait as she, so Idk if they’re she when they’re Cait and he when they’re Harper, but for that reason, I’m trying to merely use they/them/their pronouns for Caitlin/Harper.

Anyways, the first episode is a little hard because there's dick for no good reason, other than I guess for you to know that Fraser might be interested in dick? But, for the most part, the hard stuff isn't so punch to the gut. (At least for me). I was expecting to have to run into the almost inescapable unecessary hurting of Black female characters and that never came, so that was a HUGE relief, even though I spent every episode preparing myself for it, so I was tense about that. If that’s a thing that makes you tense, then I can tell you that it doesn’t happen, so you can watch this without that fear.

Baby... These outfits that Fraser leaves the house in... 😂😂😂

Kid Cudi standing out here looking like Michael Myers. He's doing some pretty good acting, because this dude is aggravating, but I love me some Cudi. Kid Cudi's character on this show makes me so irritated. He's a bad stepfather. An asshole soldier. He has a problem with a woman in charge, homophobic, wears a goddamn MAGA hat with his Black ass. 🙄 He ain't shit.

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I'm real sick and tired of everybody acting like Maggie doesn't have a fucking child! She's raised Fraser and is there for him. He reaches out to her. I hate this. 

So, okay... This episode where their friend dies was the hardest watch for me. It was really real in terms of everyone having varying degrees of how they deal. Having known a lot of Black people whose *best* option was to join the military, I have a lot of emotions about young soldiers, despite fucking HATING the military as a whole.

Jenny made me REALLY sad. The way that women will give up their entire lives and identities, then when something happens she can't possibly have controlled, she blames herself for taking just a moment to do something for herself. 😭 But when she said, "If you had children, you would understand..." Damn. That's fucked up. That cut.

It honestly don't matter how much of yourself you put into a child, if you didn't birth them, people will always undermine those contributions in the long run.

Idk why I'm watching this show at a military base and didn't expect to have to have a death storyline. 🥴

I think this woman know that lady fucking her wife tho...

OOP SHE DO

Imagine walking in the house like, "I want it over between the two of you." 😂😂😂 Chile...

Hold up, Jenny... Wait.... I need to be in my notes. Not in the GC. And I meant Maggie. Dammit. I'm drunk.

SO... This heffa really said that "his daughter's not good for Fraser?" Ummm.. You've seen NOTHING to indicate that. Nothing at all. We need to discuss how Fraser's mom set him up on a date with a grown man as a "male figure" and that grown man damn near molested him whenever he stopped by unannounced.

This prayer in the rain 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

This is literally the only scene that Danny has been bearable in for me, and they gave him a great scene because I was very distressed, thinking something was going to go wrong, but no. It was just a Black Muslim man praying! 😭😭😭

MY GOD PLEASE STOP WITH THE FUCKING KISSING. THEY'VE BEEN KISSING FOR LIKE A FULL MINUTE. I'M GONNA VOMIT.

You can only cover your ears and shit your eyes AFTER it's begun. You've already been exposed to the mouth sounds and tongue touches and further exposure when you check to see if it's over. 😤😤😤

If you're a kissing repulsed person... I'm not giving markers, because I avoid kissing vehemently. But like.. be warned that there's a lot of kissing. There's kissing every episode. Mouth sounds and all.

Overall, very good show.

I love the way that Fraser always asks Cait/Harper, "What does this have to do with us?" I love how, even though we don't realize it until their friendship forms, but they've been an "us" since almost the beginning.

The way that Caitlin responds to Fraser telling them about Mark is one the most touching things in the world, and it's very important that he admitted those things, because those of us who watched him from the beginning saw him do that with Caitlin... only, she didn't shun him that way. She befriended him and began exploring her own identity.

Yoooo... This last episode. 🥺🥺🥺

Whenever Harper has this Cait meltdown or whatever and Fraser is texting ☹️ Then he leaves the possibility of "seeing the most beautiful place in the world" to go after them 🥺 AND THEN HE BROUGHT THEM BACK TO IT 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 For the love of... WHY? IS? THERE? SO? MUCH? KISSING??

Do people who kiss people kiss this much in real life? Do y'all be touching tongues this regularly??? 🤢

I mean... It just felt like excessive kissing. If they had cut down the kissing even to just us seeing the kisses that these two characters had, and us getting to this final kiss and it being like, “Awww, they said they weren’t gonna kiss, and they ARE AKJWNWSKLNKJLQDWNMKLWEMEWKL” But like... Several characters all over this piece was kissing, and I know... it feels like I’m placing a lot of emphasis on how much kissing there was, that’s because it felt like that’s how much it was to me, who does not enjoy kissing or watching others kiss and definitely not hearing kissing or mouth sounds of any sort. So, its important to me.

But. like, yes. I will definitely stick with this show if it returns and I love the main characters very much.

[anonil88]

Wawwa ep 4 liveblog

Toxic men make me....

I don't want them dead these ignorant ass holes but if they tripped into a large elephant poop pile id laugh.

Paint Fight! These kids even the 18/19 or so year old have no respect for other peoples things.

Which his maturity levels are a big reason i think age of enlistment is wayyyyy too low. Especially for active duty enlistment not the education benefits.

They aren't dating smdh.

These kids are really putting together a shot gun wedding 💒. This is such a bad idea gosh.

Caitlin/Harper is leaning into the rumor like a bearded Santa clause.

Their brother really needs to learn religious tolerance 🙄 or at least stop being a fucking little shit.

Their ex is the only one thinking logically here but also he's an asshole about it.

Teens hanging out of cars terrifys me.

Aw Fraser aint about that breaking and entering life. Don't blame him at all for it but his outfit is cute. I hope someone was smart enough to capture the moment though.

Those JBL from experience can take a beating.

Eating spaghetti like that is disgusting.

The frozen frames in this show, not the still shots, but the ones where there is action and the scene just stops/freezes. I do not like them.

I love spin the bottle but with crazy stories.

That was abuse, fuck.

The music selection even though Morrissey is a twat.

Fraser and Cait/Harper look gone as fuck like gone. They are such sweet friends though.

I hope they got food and not just more alcohol.

LET HIM SPEND TIME WITH HER, stop being selfish.

Hes concerned with Islam "so much" apparently" but not the premarital sex.

This is like an analogy for teen desire I swear. Full on animalistic insane unbridled behavior.

Drunk crying to Frank Ocean about missing the bestfriend who is going to a warzone in a bathroom alone.....sounds about right.

All them hickeys or bruises on Fraser's neck.

Was wondering how Cait/Harper was handling Craig's deployment, I guess not well.

The difference of the two guys who've been close to Cait/Harper is ASTRONOMICAL.

Um that was dumb to kiss her back Fraser.

Oop...Cait/Harper said

Ngl I've been through that having to just move around the sex to get what I needed. I was too tired and not hungover enough to care. It was in college but I've heard much wilder stories from much younger international students.

Maybe that had to do with cultural views on certain ages, trust levels of parents, etc.

Cait/Harper been had a crush on the bestie mmmhm.

THANKYOU THE CONTROLLER IS ACTUALLY FUCKING ON. Tv shows and movies have people playing with off CONTROLLERS like tf.

See I'd of gone awol just to be with my lover, he should at least wake her up before he goes. Goodbyes seem the hardest part.

I know this song!!!

Bye Craig 👋 *he locked his legs in position don't do that y'all you'll pass tf out*

Preview thoughts: Oop Cait been found out o.o. Is that a fly ass sweater i see 👁👁. LOVE? LOVE??? IM Knocking my friends head off her shoulders, crush on her or not. How you gon just hop into your friends not even cold yet bed ? Can we as a whole stop chalking people up to their hair. This is gonna get messssyyyy.

[crankyfox]

Why you feel like Sophie Skelton is a bad actor.

ok. i’ve now seen this multiple times so let me explain to y'all from an actor’s perspective why the audience still feels like sophie’s acting is dull or that she’s “a bad actor”. she truly isn’t. we’ve seen that the girl has acting chops and she’s naturally charismatic so she has that going for her. it dies down to 1. her natural ism’s/ticks that she can’t seem to get rid of for brianna and 2. that this is just the way she’s interpreted the character (what i’m leaning towards). because of either one, and this is why you think she’s “dull”, her eyes tend to have a glossy deadness about them that i think is her trying to put on that brianna “i’m better than you” energy which i think should’ve been dropped late season 3 (again i think its a deliberate choice coz she actually seems much more alive and earnest in interviews). yes, brianna’s personality is immature like that sometimes but by the time she’s traveled in time and with EVERYTHING that’s happened to her, those layers are shed and she actually develops into a pretty great mother.

So, its 1. the dead/glossy eyes, 2. the “too cool for school”, 3. sometimes the accent which is preventing her from making inflections in her natural speaking tone so it feels forced (that’s an honest frustration as an actor, you really can’t blame her for that she���s not american), 4. her physical ism’s like cocking her head back constantly (again the “too cool for school”) and 5. (i think the overall wrap to the package that is the character that she’s presenting) her energy is always pulling back, in this sort of laid back manner that is stagnating her. cait’s is warm for claire, forward and sharp (just to give you an example to compare), which is why she’s so instantly likeable. sophie’s energy center that she’s given brianna is preventing her from being active in her acting choices so it comes across as “why do i feel like she can’t act?”.

sophie is a pretty good actor in my opnion. we’ve seen that once she’s stripped down to more bare bones scenes, emotionally she really connects. the “dullness” comes from the day-to-day scenes where she’s seemed to have chosen to make brianna not have that earnestness about her that is making her comes across as closed off. its all in the eyes really, if you look at rik, he’s all about the eye contact/earnest eyes and (regardless of whether you like roger or not, even tho if you don’t, you’re wrong) it makes him emotionally suuuper connected to the audience, the character is all right THERE, same with cait and sam, its eyes, eyes, eyes. whereas sophie’s tend to be closed off a lot of the time.  

by the fiery cross brianna is comfortable in her environment, thriving way more than roger is in this space, so she should have gained back that charming and authentic way about her where her personality can shine through (people living in fraser’s ridge love brianna) but i think sophie has made the choice that brianna is that “i’m smarter than you” closed off kind of person, when she really isn’t anymore. or if she has those moments, her eyes and energy should be pushing forward to make up for it.

these are very easily fixable things that could be changed in probably a single coaching session, which is why i think she’s a good actor (you can’t teach emotional instincts in one sit down class). the fact that they’re still there must be that whoever is directing her just agrees with her character choices i guess!

[crankyfox]

ok. i've now seen this multiple times so let me explain to y'all from an actor's perspective why the audience still feels like sophie's acting is dull or that she's "a bad actor". she truly isn't. we've seen that the girl has acting chops and she's naturally charismatic so she has that going for her. it must be either 1. her natural ism's/ticks that she can't seem to get rid of for brianna or 2. that this is just the way she's interpreted the character (which what i'm leaning towards). because of either one, and this is why you think she's "dull", her eyes tend to have a glossy deadness about them that i think is her trying to put on that brianna "i'm better than you" which i think should've been dropped late season 3 (again i think its a deliberate choice coz she actually seems much more alive and earnest in interviews). yes, brianna's personality is immature like that sometimes but by the time she's traveled in time and with EVERYTHING that's happens to her, those layers are shed and she actually develops into a pretty great mother. 

So, its 1. the dead/glossy eyes, 2. the "too cool for school", 3. sometime the accent which is preventing her from making inflections in her natural speaking tone so it feels forced (that's an honest frustration as an actor, you really can't blame her for that she's not american), 4. her physical ism's like cocking her head back constantly (again the "too cool for school") and 5. (i think the overall wrap to the package that is the character that she's presenting) her energy is always pulling back, in this sort of laid back manner that is stagnating her. cait's is warm for claire, forward and sharp (just to give you an example of comparison), which is why she's so instantly likeable. sophie's energy center that she's given brianna is preventing her from being active in her acting choices so it comes across as "why do i feel like she can't act?".

sophie is a pretty good actor in my opnion. we've seen that once she's stripped down to more bare bones scenes, emotionally she really connects. the "dullness" comes from the day-to-day scenes where she's seemed to have chosen to make brianna not have that earnestness about her that is making her comes across as closed off. its all in the eyes really, if you look at rik, he's all about the eye contact/earnest eyes and (regardless of whether you like roger or not, even tho if you don't, you're wrong) it makes him emotionally suuuper connected to the audience, the character is all right THERE, same with cait and sam, its eyes, eyes, eyes. whereas sophie's tend to be closed off a lot of the time.  

by the fiery cross brianna is comfortable in her environment, thriving way more than roger is in this space, so she should have gained back that charming and authentic way about her where her personality can shine through (people living in fraser's ridge love brianna) but i think sophie has made the choice that brianna is that "i'm smarter than you" closed off kind of person, when she really isn't anymore. or if she has those moments, her eyes and energy should be pushing forward to make up for it. 

these are very easily fixable things that could be changed in probably a single coaching session, which is why i think she's a good actor (you can't teach emotional instincts in one sit down class). the fact that they're still there must be that whoever is directing her just agrees with her character choices i guess!

Outlander Season 5 Episode 1 thoughts while watching

Not a spoiler free zone!!!

Not a fan of the style of theme song. I miss the pipes

Love the opening scene with Jamie and Roger. Great father/ son in law bonding. Jamie in glassss makes me weak!!!!

Claire and Brianna! Brought me back to my own wedding. Bonding with my mom at my wedding was so lovely and I couldn’t have imagined it without her. Having Claire say she didn’t have her mother with her at her weddings broke my heart! Such a sweet moment between them!

Jamie preparing the old, new, borrowed, and blue things! I love how he doesn’t want to lose his daughter! Of course he remembered cuz that’s just the kind of guy he is!

Soft Claire and Jamie are the best Claire and Jamie! When their theme played my heart skipped a beat!

Where is Sam Heughan’s Emmy?!?!? Seriously the whole scene with Brianna especially the moment he first saw her. How has he not won all the things?

Also reminded me of my own wedding. I said something similar to my dad.

THE FRASER’S OF THE RIDGE ARE HERE!!!

Jamie griping about not having a priest makes me smile!

The flashbacks to Jamie and Claire’s wedding made me squeal and want to rewatch it!

Hearing the Claire and Jamie theme again!

So Lizzy has Jemmy right? Marsali has her and Fergus’ 2nd baby and is pregnant again?

Governor Tryon can suck my dick!!!

I like Jocasta but she’s shady af

Brianna dancing for Jemmy is so cute!

John Grey!!!! I love him! He is always exuding Big Gay Energy

Bree you’re not gonna be able to hide the secret that fuckface is alive for long ma girl

Murtagh!!!!!

Jamie with a baby!!!! I wish we got to see him with baby Bree! (Please send fic recs)

This is a sweet little love montage. Jamie and Claire trying to get it on while the baby is fussing is a whole ass mood!

The way Jamie wiggled his fingers at “invisible wee beasties” made me happier than I’d like to admit!

Roger’s oath to Jemmy made me melt

*Hears the Scottish music while Jamie is touching the chest* Me: omg the kilt is in the chest isn’t it? *openes chest*THE KILT IS IN THE CHEST!!!!! My heart and soul are dancing!

THE KILT IS BACK!!!!!! HE IS WEARING THE KILT!!!! THIS IS ALL I WANT!!! My heart has stopped beating and now I’m dead!

How the hell Claire didn’t jump him right then and there I will not know. However her reaction was perfect for the moment. Someone please write a fanfic of her jumping him after the oath scene.

The whole oath scene was just!!!! And seriously, Fergus, son of my name and my heart, ahhhhh!!!

That scene with Murtagh! Again where is Sam Heughan’s Emmy?!?!?

Final thoughts:

Truly loved the music for this episode! So much of the Claire and Jamie theme and had hints of the season 1 soundtrack which made me giddy! I was afraid the soundtrack was gonna get too American since they’re in America, but that’s not the case and I couldn’t be happier!

I want to love Sophie, but she still seems a little dull. Anyone else feel this way?

Things felt a little rushed. Can’t we have more than one episode of happiness please?

I can’t stand having my babies (Claire and Jamie) together then have them apart for several episodes. My heart can’t take it!

Looking forward to the rest of the season!