#actually I’m not 100% if he’s a widower. Like I feel like there was a line during the

[sirgwaines]

We (Lieutenant Forthing lovers) don’t talk about how he’s 1) a widower and 2) a father (!!!) enough

[orfeoedeuryice]

lefkowitz’ widow

pairing: trevor lefkowitz x reader

plot: an unexpected visitor shows up at the Woodstone b&b and brings up memories from trevor’s past. in an effort to comfort her, things go so wrong that they end up right, in a way. aka trevor misses his pookie bear

warnings: death and like, 2 swears.

word count: 3.2k

pronouns: she/her

rating: pg

a/n: i’m rusty at writing, be nice 🙏 probably not 100% accurate, but blame it on plot convenience pls

also for the plot’s sake he hasn’t had any actual relations with hetty, he just acts like a freak but never actually follows through (aka im too lazy to write that out 🩷)

You didn’t consider yourself a very superstitious person, but you could feel the eerie energy radiating from Woodstone as soon as you stepped on the grounds, but you had begun to feel a bit dissuaded from– everything really, and you had been missing your husband for the past… well, two decades, and really wanted to reconnect with him.

Trevor, however, didn’t take the exact same relaxed feelings about the reunion. He watched your car pull in and watched you get out of your car, as humans did, you had aged, but by god in his eyes you aged like absolute wine. Clearly, he looked mortified, though.

Trevor stood frozen in the front hall as he watched you step out of your car. His usual confident smirk was nowhere to be found, replaced instead with a wide-eyed look of panic. He ran a hand through his eternally perfect hair, pacing in tight circles.

“Oh my God. Oh my God. It’s her,” he muttered, mostly to himself.

“Her who?” Alberta asked, leaning on the doorway with a raised eyebrow.

“Her her! My wife! My widow! The woman I married, the woman I—ugh!” He groaned, dramatically flopping onto the couch. “She’s here! What is she doing here? She’s supposed to be… I don’t know, happily remarried or writing a memoir about how awesome I was. Not staying here, with us!”

The other ghosts stared at him in a mix of curiosity and amusement.

“Wait, you’re married?” Isaac asked, his brows furrowing. “I thought you were more of the, ah, bachelor for life type.”

“I was married for six years!” Trevor shot back, sitting up indignantly. “She’s my one true love. You don’t get over someone like that, okay?” He ran both hands through his hair this time, looking almost comically distraught. “And now she’s here, and she looks… amazing, but she’s aged, and I haven’t, and this is going to mess her up, right? Like, emotionally? This is bad, right?”

“Didn’t take you for the sentimental type,” Alberta teased, her tone softening slightly. “But this explains a lot about why you’re extra dramatic today.”

Sam, who had been observing quietly, crossed her arms and leaned against the wall. “Trevor, she’s your wife? Why didn’t you ever mention her before?”

“Because it hurts, Sam!” Trevor threw up his hands. “She was the one. I miss her every single day, but what was I supposed to do? Drop it casually into conversation? ‘Oh, by the way, the love of my life is out there somewhere, and I’m stuck here in the No Pants Brigade for eternity.’ Real smooth.”

“Aw, Trev,” Pete said, his usual warmth shining through. “That’s actually… really sweet. Tragic, but sweet.”

“I know it’s tragic, Pete! That’s the whole point!” Trevor snapped, though his voice cracked slightly. “And now she’s here, and I can’t even tell her I’m here because… ghost rules! And you know me, I’m not good at being subtle. I’m gonna screw this up. I just know it.”

“You’ve already started screwing it up,” Hetty cut in, her tone sharp. “I can practically feel your anxiety polluting the air.”

“Thank you for the support, Hetty,” Trevor deadpanned before turning back to Samantha. “Sam, please, you’ve gotta help me. Tell her I’m here. Drop some hints. I don’t know, maybe do that whole ‘medium’ thing you’re always saying you’re not.”

Samantha gave him a sympathetic look. “Trevor, I don’t think telling her outright is the best idea. She’s here for a reason. Maybe she’s looking for closure. You should think about what she needs right now, not just what you want.”

Trevor groaned again, dragging his hands down his face. “You’re right. You’re totally right. I just…” He looked out the window again, watching as you hesitated near your car, seemingly mustering up the courage to come inside. “I miss her, Sam. Like, really miss her.”

The room fell silent for a moment. Even Hetty seemed to soften, though she wouldn’t admit it.

Samantha finally broke the silence, her voice gentle. “Then maybe this is your chance to give her what she’s been missing too. Just… try not to scare her, okay?”

Trevor nodded, though his lips curled into a sheepish grin. “I’ll do my best. No promises, though.”

“That’s what we’re worried about,” Alberta muttered, shaking her head as she followed the others to watch the unfolding chaos.

“Hello! Uh– you work here, right?” You spoke from the hallway, bags in hands. “Yup! Here for vacation?” Sam asked, getting behind the desk. There was a pause between the two of you before a hum of hesitancy came from you, not wanting to dump all of your dead-husband-trauma within a minute of meeting her, you just nodded. “Basically.”

—

You had got set up in your room, trying to relax despite the energy coming from the property, sitting up on the bed and texting, unaware of the specter of your deceased husband laying next to you. Trevor lay sprawled next to you on the bed, his usual cocky grin tempered with nervous excitement. “God, you’re even cuter than I remembered,” he murmured to himself, though you, of course, couldn’t hear him. “Okay, Trev, this is your moment. Don’t blow it. Start small. Subtle. Like… ghost Casanova.”

Meanwhile, you sat cross-legged on the bed, your phone in hand, scrolling through messages and photos. A faint frown tugged at your lips, and Trevor’s expression softened.

“Hey, don’t look sad. I’m right here!” he said, leaning closer. “Okay, time for step one: the classic ‘move a thing to get their attention’ move. Easy peasy.”

He eyed the pen sitting on the nightstand and focused all his energy on it. The pen wobbled slightly, then fell off the edge with a faint clatter.

You glanced up from your phone, startled. Your eyes darted to the nightstand, lingering for a moment, before you sighed and bent to pick up the pen.

“Must’ve knocked it off,” you mumbled to yourself, setting it back in place.

Trevor smacked his forehead. “Okay, maybe too subtle. Fine. Let’s turn it up a notch.”

He stood, pacing at the foot of the bed like a coach psyching himself up for the big game. “All right, Trev, think… what’s romantic but not terrifying? Candles? Too cliché. Write her a message? No penmanship when you’re a ghost.” He snapped his fingers. “Music! Music’s perfect. Nostalgic, romantic… plus, I know what song we danced to at our wedding. Boom. Easy win.”

He floated toward the room’s Bluetooth speaker, fiddling with the controls. It took a few tries, but soon the opening chords of “Your Song” by Elton John filled the room.

You froze mid-text, looking around with wide eyes.

“What the…” you whispered, putting your phone down. The music grew louder, and your brows furrowed.

Trevor grinned triumphantly, throwing his arms in the air. “Yes! She knows it’s me! Come on, babe, connect the dots. Ghost plus love song equals your amazing husband!”

But instead of looking touched or nostalgic, you grabbed the speaker, inspected it, and muttered, “That’s… weird. Haven’t heard that one in a while.” You turned the speaker off and set it down on the nightstand, shaking your head.

Trevor deflated, throwing himself backward onto the bed in frustration. “Come on! That was our song! How does that not scream ‘It’s Trevor!’?”

The faint smile you gave the speaker didn’t escape his notice, though. “Okay,” you murmured to yourself, “I dunno if I’m just imagining things. Or maybe it’s just… this place.” You paused, looking toward the window with a wistful expression, flashes of moments of your relationship running through your mind at the nostalgic song. “If only he was here…”

Trevor sat bolt upright at your words, his frustration melting into something softer. “I am here,” he said, his voice almost a whisper. “And I’m not going anywhere.”

For a moment, the room was silent except for the faint hum of the air conditioning. Trevor stayed where he was, staring at you with a mixture of love and longing, his resolve strengthening.

“All right, babe,” he murmured. “You might not believe it yet, but I’m gonna show you. You’ll know it’s me. I promise.”

He watched as you leaned back on the bed, phone forgotten, and closed your eyes. He stayed beside you, close enough that he imagined you could feel the warmth of his love, even if he couldn’t physically reach you.

“Tomorrow,” he said softly, “I’ll do better. You’ll see.”

–

The morning sun filtered through the trees, casting soft, dappled light across the Woodstone grounds. You walked slowly, arms crossed against the crisp air. It wasn’t the most energetic stroll—you’d never been one for intense hikes, nor exactly cut out for them—but it was peaceful. Quiet. Something you hadn’t felt in a long time.

The weight of memories pressed against you as you stopped by an old oak tree, brushing your fingers against its bark. “He would’ve loved this,” you murmured. The thought brought a bittersweet smile to your lips, though the ache in your chest never quite disappeared.

Inside the house, Trevor was a whirlwind of nervous energy, pacing in the living room. “Okay, okay. Yesterday didn’t go so great,” he admitted, running his hands through his hair. “But today’s a new day. I just need… a plan. A really good plan. So, ideas. Let’s hear ’em!”

Alberta rolled her eyes from her perch on the armrest of the couch. “Trevor, you can’t just throw random ghost tricks at her and expect her to piece it together. What’s your actual endgame here?”

“The endgame is for her to know it’s me, Albie!” Trevor gestured wildly, “I want her to feel like I’m still here for her. Like… in a good, romantic way. Not in a haunted way.”

“Well, you’re failing at both,” Hetty said flatly.

Isaac cleared his throat. “Perhaps you should try something more personal. Something that speaks to your connection with her.”

Trevor groaned. “I tried that! I played our wedding song, and she didn’t even get it! What else am I supposed to do?”

“Then maybe you should think about what she loved about you specifically,” Alberta said, leaning forward. “What was your thing? Your move? The thing that made her fall for you in the first place?”

Trevor paused, a rare moment of introspection crossing his face. “She used to say I had this way of… making her laugh, even when she didn’t want to. Like, no matter how bad her day was, I could always cheer her up. That’s what she loved about me.” He smiled faintly, the memory softening his usual bravado. “Man, she used to laugh so hard she’d snort, and she’d get all embarrassed, but I thought it was the cutest thing ever.”

“Well, there you go,” Alberta said. “You’ve got your answer.”

“Yeah, but how am I supposed to make her laugh if she can’t hear me?” Trevor threw up his hands. “I can’t exactly tell her my A+ jokes from ghost-land.”

Sam, who had been quietly listening, finally spoke up. “Maybe you don’t need to say anything. Maybe you just need to remind her of something funny you did together. Like, recreate one of your inside jokes or a memory that’ll make her laugh.”

Trevor snapped his fingers. “Sam, you’re a genius! I knew I kept you around for a reason.”

“It’s my property,” she deadpanned.

“Details.” Trevor waved her off, already pacing again as he brainstormed. “Okay, funny memory. Funny memory. Oh! Remember that time we went to that fancy restaurant, and I accidentally set the napkin on fire, and we had to sneak out before the maître d’ kicked us out? She loved that story!”

“Sure,” Hetty muttered, “because nothing says love like mild arson.”

Ignoring her, Trevor clapped his hands together. “That’s it. I’ll find a way to remind her of that. Maybe I’ll knock over a candle or something—just enough to jog her memory. Not, like, burn-the-place-down levels. I can do this!”

“Let’s hope you don’t accidentally commit ghost arson,” Isaac muttered as Trevor bolted toward the door, ready to execute his next brilliant plan.

Outside, you had wandered toward the gazebo, sitting down on the wooden bench with a sigh. The quiet was nice, though there was something about this place that made you feel… watched. Not in a bad way, but as if there was some invisible presence hovering nearby, waiting for the right moment.

From the shadows of the house, Trevor watched you with a determined glint in his eye. “All right, babe. Let’s make you laugh.”

–

You sat in the gazebo, absentmindedly watching a pair of squirrels chase each other around the base of a tree. The morning air was crisp, and for a moment, you let yourself relax.

From the shadows of the house, Trevor leaned against the doorway, cracking his knuckles. “Okay, Trev. Channel the glory days. Be suave. Be funny. Don’t… burn anything down for real this time.”

He floated closer, eyeing the picnic table in the gazebo. A small decorative lantern sat on the edge of it, its candle flickering gently in the breeze. Trevor grinned. “Perfect. Just a little nudge…”

He focused his energy on the lantern, tipping it ever so slightly until it teetered on the edge. With a faint clatter, it toppled over, landing on the table.

Startled, you turned to the sound, your brows furrowing. “Huh. That’s weird.”

Trevor winced. “Okay, not enough. Gotta amp it up.”

He scanned the area and spotted a small coffee table tablecloth, reminiscent of a napkin, resting next to the lantern. “This’ll do. Time to bring back the classics.” With a concentrated effort, he managed to slide the cloth toward the lantern’s flame, careful not to let it fully ignite.

The edge of the fabric began to smolder, a thin wisp of smoke curling into the air.

You gasped, leaping to your feet. “What the—?”

Trevor grinned, floating back as he waited for recognition to dawn. “Come on, babe. You have to remember this. Napkin fire? Fancy restaurant? Hilarious escape? It’s me!”

You quickly grabbed the mini tablecloth, smothering the tiny ember with your hands. With the danger gone, you sat back down, shaking your head with a bemused smile. “This place is seriously fucking with me.”

But then you paused, your fingers brushing over the singed edge of the cloth. Your smile softened, turning wistful.

“I’m really losing it now,” you muttered, though there was a glimmer of warmth in your eyes. “That’s exactly the kind of thing he’d do…”

Trevor froze, his grin fading as his expression softened. “She remembers,” he whispered.

You leaned back against the bench, holding the fabric in your hands like it was a precious relic. A quiet laugh escaped you, tinged with both joy and sadness. “Trevor, if this is you… God, I miss you.”

Trevor floated closer, his heart aching at the sound of your voice saying his name. He knelt beside you, though he knew you couldn’t see him. “I miss you too, babe. More than anything.”

For a moment, the world felt still. Though you couldn’t see him, and he couldn’t physically touch you, Trevor sat beside you, basking in the quiet connection of the moment.

“I’ll make sure you know it’s me,” he whispered. “No matter what it takes.”

—

The evening had grown dark, the soft hum of crickets filling the air as you stepped out of the car and onto the gravel driveway of Woodstone. The long, flowing dress you’d chosen for dinner swayed gently as you walked toward the front entrance, your heels clicking softly on the steps.

Trevor had been lounging on the staircase banister, idly waiting for you to return. When the door creaked open, he glanced up, his usual grin fading into wide-eyed awe.

“Whoa,” he whispered, standing straighter as he took in the sight of you. “You look… incredible. Like, seriously incredible. Red carpet-level stunning. Damn.”

You closed the door behind you, taking a moment to adjust your coat and shake off the evening chill. The glow from the chandelier overhead illuminated your features, and Trevor floated closer, unable to stop staring.

“Babe, you always looked amazing, but this? This is next-level. If I had a heartbeat, it’d be racing right now.”

Completely oblivious to his presence, you made your way into the sitting room, setting your clutch down on the nearest table. You looked around, pausing as you took in the cozy ambiance of the room. Something about it felt oddly welcoming tonight, though you couldn’t quite put your finger on why.

Trevor, meanwhile, hovered behind you, practically buzzing with excitement. “Okay, Trev, play it cool. She’s in a good mood. Maybe I can nudge something over—like a little love note or a flower. Yeah, that’s romantic. Not weird at all.”

He turned toward a nearby shelf, spotting a vase filled with dried flowers. “Perfect,” he said, focusing his energy on it. “Just a gentle tap…”

But Trevor’s enthusiasm got the better of him. Instead of the vase, he accidentally tipped the entire bookshelf.

“Wait, no! Nononono!” he yelled, trying to stop the shelf mid-fall.

With a thunderous crash, the bookshelf toppled over, sending books and decorative items scattering across the room.

You spun around, eyes wide, your heart pounding in your chest. “What the—”

The shock of the sound, combined with the sudden adrenaline surge, overwhelmed you. A sharp pain gripped your chest, and you staggered backward, clutching at your heart.

Trevor’s excitement immediately turned to panic. “Oh no. No, no, no. Babe, what’s happening? Are you okay? Please tell me you’re okay!”

You gasped, trying to steady yourself against the edge of the couch, but your legs gave out. The last thing you saw was the chandelier’s light dimming as you collapsed to the floor.

“No!” Trevor shouted, kneeling beside you. His hands hovered over you, futile in their ghostly form. “Please, don’t… not like this. Don’t leave me again!”

Moments later, the room seemed to shift. A strange warmth filled the air, and Trevor froze, staring at your body. Suddenly, your spirit appeared, standing next to him.

You blinked, disoriented, looking down at your hands and then at your body on the floor. “What… what just happened?”

Trevor’s jaw dropped. “Babe?”

You turned toward the familiar voice, your eyes widening as you saw him standing there, looking exactly as he had the day you’d lost him, just— minus some pants. “Trevor?”

He nodded, his voice trembling. “Yeah, it’s me. I… I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean for this to happen. I swear, I was just trying to—”

But before he could finish, you stepped forward and wrapped your arms around him, tears streaming down your face. “It’s you. It’s really you.”

For the first time in years, Trevor felt solid, real. He held you tightly, his own tears falling freely. “I missed you so much.”

“I missed you too,” you whispered, pulling back just enough to look into his eyes. “I thought I’d never see you again.”

Trevor smiled, a mix of relief and guilt in his expression. “Well, about that… Turns out I’m still pretty good at screwing things up.” He didn’t let go of you for a second, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “And for the record? You don’t look a day over 35, hon’.”

“You’re a dork. But at least you’re my dork.” You softly chuckled. “Hey, can you blame me? You’re gonna look like an absolute bombshell for the rest of eternity.”

[fanficsbysteve]

To Live In Hearts We Leave Behind

Authors Note: I was feeling my angst when I decided that I needed to write this. Hopefully everyone forgives me for this. I’ll post more happy stuff soon I promise (I have half a dozen WIPs going). The title is from a quote by Carl Sagan.

Summary: Its been 4 years. Evan decided that he was going to visit Tommy.

Rating: G

W/C: 1201

Also available on AO3

***

Evan sat on a blanket, absently trying to smooth it out over an uneven ground. He had done this same ritual every year for the past four years, and he would likely continue to do it every year until the day he could no longer come.

In front of him was a headstone, simple marble, no adornments besides a little sconce on the side to hold flowers, with black lettering, ‘Thomas Kinard II, Loving Husband and Friend. 1984 – 2030’. Evan had to come visit Tommy every year, multiple times a year, but today was important. It was their tradition, “Hey Tommy,” he said as he reached out and laid a hand on the cold stone, there was a light dusting of frost on the top still, it had gotten cold overnight and the sun hadn’t reached this part of the cemetery yet to melt it away, “Another year come and gone since you left me. You would have been 50 this year, old man,” Evan laughed.

“I miss you everyday since you left,” Evan continues, “I know it’s not your fault. Everything just happened to unfold in such a way that you were taken from me well before you should have been,” a single tear rolls down Evan’s face, “It just sucks. I had so many plans for us. We’d retire, we would travel the world. See the ruins in Greece, visit some castles around the world. Now I’m a 43 year old widow.”

The tears started to fall from Evan’s eyes in earnest. It happened like this every year when he came to visit Tommy, he would try to remain brave and strong, but would always end up breaking down into tears within minutes of talking, “Why did you have to be the one to go? Why didn’t Lucy or any of the other Harbor pilots? Why did you have to go into that storm that night? You were an experienced pilot, you’ve flown into a hurricane, so you know what you are doing. So why did you have to not come back to me?”

The tears were falling freely now, “They’ve never told me exactly what happened. Just that you went down. I don’t even have answers. They say we were lucky to even get you back after, that your body just ended up floating back to the shore after the storm passed. But,” Evan went and hugged the headstone, “One day I hope to see you again. Then when we are sitting together again, you can tell me what really happened that day.”

“Maddie has been trying n to set me up,” Evan continued, “Men and women. I just don’t know if I feel ready. It’s been 4 years, but I don’t know if I’ll ever be ready to move on. You completed me, and I feel I won’t experience even 1/100 of what you made me feel. We were each others soul mates. That won’t ever be erased.”

“I know if you were actually here you would be telling me that it would be OK,” the tears had stopped, but his voice was strained, his throat constricted by his sadness, “That you don’t want to see me sad and alone. You would want me to be happy with someone. And I love you for that. I just don’t know if I could.”

Evan chuckled, “Talking to you does help some with the sadness and the loneliness. Brings it down a little. But it’s still so lonely at home without you. I still have Pickles and Marlon. But our bed is so large and so empty without you.”

Evan sighed, “Maybe I just need a sign. A sign that you want me to go ahead with dating. If you approve of it then maybe I won’t feel so guilty,” Evan looked around, “Any sign will do,” At that moment a small blue Jay landed on Tommy’s headstone. Evan smiled. Unbeknownst to most people who knew him, Tommy had a small tattoo of a blue jay on his left shoulder blade. He said that it symbolized protection and luck. And that it was that luck that brought them together, “That’s a sign I guess,” Evan continued to smile.

“Fine,” Evan looked at the headstone, “I’ll see about going out on maybe one or two dates. But don’t you think I’m going to just start forgetting about you. I have to find you again in whatever the next life brings.”

Evan reached into a bag he brought with him, “Oh before I forget,” Evan pulled out a couple items. Some flowers because, while Evan didn’t like the idea, leaving flowers at a grave was a tradition. Tommy wasn’t a flower person but they did look nice, “I know you don’t like them, and prefer them to be left in the ground but they do make it nice for when others visit you. I know that Lucy and Sal come by sometimes. Hen, Chim and Bobby do as well. Eddie comes when he can but he has his family in Texas now,” Evan put the flowers into the holder that was attached to the side, “Did I tell you? Him and Mariella are expecting a baby. Chris is so excited to have a sibling.”

Evan also placed a small helicopter on the front of the grave, “I also brought you this. To remind you, and everyone who comes by just who you are. You are the most badass pilot that ever flew over the skies of Los Angeles.”

Evan smiled at himself as he traced Tommy’s name on the headstone, “Are you waiting for me in the afterlife?” Evan asked, “I want to think so. I want to think that you are watching me right now, laughing at me because of my superstitions.”

Evan started to cry again, “God I miss you so much,” He scooted across the blanket to lean his head against the headstone, “I know I shouldn’t but I do. And I’ll never stop.”

Evan sat there, head against the cold stone for another 15 minutes, tears silently falling, before he sat back, “Well I have to get going, my love,” He started to pack his blanket up, “Maddie and Chim have invited me over to their house for dinner. Jee also needs help from her favourite uncle on a paper she is writing for English class.”

“I’ll come visit you again soon,” he was standing now, “I’ll update you on my dating adventures next time.”

Evan brought his hand up to his mouth and gave it a gentle kiss before placing it back on the headstone, “I’ll love you forever and always.”

Evan grabbed his bag and started to walk towards the truck that was parked in the distance. Evan had kept Tommy’s truck for all these years. It still worked so why get rid of it. Keeping the memories around helped Evan. Once reaching the truck, Evan pulled open the door, tossed the bag with his blanket and various other knickknacks into the backseat, put on his seatbelt, and drove off, already planning his next visit.

***

Note: Just something short I had to get out of my head. Hopefully it makes sense. I was just thinking of something angsty and this whole idea said “Hey you should write a fic that had Buck and Tommy happy and in love, and then Tommy dies and Buck has troubles moving on.” Please don’t hate me, I just had to get this idea out of my head. I promise I'll post happier stuff soon (and the last chapter of my smut story comes on Wednesday). I have a few WIPs I've finished work on and just need to edit.

As always, comments and likes are appreciated.

[moonshynecybin]

marc undressing another man.... sorry but you can't tell me vale wouldn't be the most jealous man on planet earth. he doesn't want marc anymore (or at least that's what he tells himself) but at the same time nobody else is allowed to have him! he would sooner forgive and forget everything that happened than be okay with seeing marc with someone else

vale sowing: haha fuck yeah!!! yes!!

vale reaping: Well this fucking sucks. what the fuck.

truly like. jealousy is another one that’s interesting to play out for them because marc is so blindingly and publicly and LOUDLY stuck on vale. like to this day vale can open his instagram explore page or whatever and see marc in a cunty turtleneck with his cheekbones out and dramatic reality show confessional lighting pontificating about how vale can totally call him later if he wants to fuck. marc voice please please please youre nothing. now. that being said. i don’t know if vale 100% believes marc is in EARNEST on those (myriad) occasions, but certainly it helps him on a subliminal level to know he was the best dick of marc’s life and he isn’t over him.

where this gets reallyyyy interesting for me is post ALL IN, where i think marc is trying to actually fire back a lil… exert some autonomy. take off the widow’s veil. like suddenly vale has lost the proverbial high ground in terms of being in this weird longing covenant with marc. he’s lost his love, in a way. break up 2: this time he maybe WONT come to your semiannual post retirement mildly drunk booty call :( and hilariously. i can see that fucking rattling him a bit.

so vale’s in his own head. pathetically shadow boxing his demons. whatever so it goes. and he ALSO notices at the next race he attends that marc has gotten a new trainer. older than him. italian. the marc marquez special as we have all seen and perceived. and five alarm bells are ringing in the back of vale’s head like FULL kill bill sirens and then he sees the new trainer guy (nice normal dude hired for PT. marc has met him. Twice.) like. dig a thumb into the muscle of marc’s arm and marc’s whole body visibly relaxes and vale feels about ten different types of insane about it. like he LOVESSSS to do things for people he cares about its his favorite thing. and if he saw marc get a need fulfilled like that when he’s been so obviously wanting and in pain— and directly AFTER his i’m done with you for realsies docu-break up letter— vale would go fucking crazybananas. like he enrolls in an online massage therapy class that day. just in case. not even under a fake name he’s that rattled.

[ghostie-in-wonderland]

Rides I think the Obey Me! Characters would dislike

Tw: motion sickness is mentioned

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Mammon: Manta at Sea World Orlando

I think his voice box would be definitely strained afterwards from screaming. Definitely don’t think he’d enjoy the whole like laying parallel to the ground part. He seems like the friend who would pretend to not be scared of a ride, while actually being terrified and at the end of the day has no voice from how loud he was screaming. 

Lucifer: Tower of Terror 

I can’t explain it, but he gives me the vibes of someone who has definitely freaked out about getting trapped in an elevator, but he plays it off because of his pride so he would never let anyone know that the ride spooks him. He’s also a 1000% someone who’d go on the People-mover all day, which is definitely a mood sometimes. 

Leviathan: Thunderbolt at Kennywood

It legit causes someone to pretty much sit on someone else’s lap. I think he’d be freaked out by that. If he rode it with the MC, instant nosebleed. I think he’d prefer to play the games or do rides where he’s not sitting directly against someone. 

Asmodeus: A Bug’s Life at Disney World 

The seats make it feel like bugs crawl on you. I think he’d hate that. Plus, you watch like a little Bug’s Life performance thing and it’s freaky (I also hated this attraction as a kid). 

Satan: It’s a Small World at Disney 

Somehow, he would get stuck in there. The ride would then be closed for the next five years because of how angry he’d get about the song. It would be entertaining though for MC if they’re chaotic. 

Beelzebub: Mission: Space at Disney World 

This ride is motion sickness devildom (lol see what I did there). He gives the vibes of the family member who has to sit in the front seat or next to a window because he gets really bad motion sickness and feels guilty the entire time. 

Belphegor: Black Widow at Kennywood 

I don’t think he’d vibe with the swinging and the spinning. I think he’d get really dizzy and annoyed by it. Especially because it’s longer than it needs to be. He also seems like the type to get headaches from rides that spin too much. 

Diavolo: Raptor at Cedar Point

This man is beefy. Truly I don’t think he’d like rides that have over the shoulder harnesses because they squish him. I think if you asked though, he’d still go with you on any rides because you asked. Also, I feel like if you’re plus size/chubby and nervous about fitting on a ride, he would 1000% make it seem like he was the problem if you don’t fit on the ride. He is a 100/10 character to go to a theme park with. 

Barbatos: Exterminator at Kennywood 

This is the entire reason I thought of this idea. I love this ride, but Exterminator with it’s OG theming (pre-making an express lane when it had good theming) would have freaked Barbatos out because it’s all about rats taking over a city. Like the whole ride is rat themed and you’re in a car that looks like a rat “trying” to escape exterminators. 

Simeon: Pipeline at Sea World Orlando

I think he’d dislike the whole standing while on a rollercoaster. I think he’d just dislike Sea World in general because of the ethical issues with it. I feel like his least favorite part would be getting off the ride and his legs being all shaky because of it. 

Luke: Seven Dwarfs Mine Train at Disney World 

I think it would mostly be the jokes the brothers would make at his expense in line. 

Solomon: Invertigo at King’s Island 

I think he’d hate the possibility of going backwards on a rollercoaster. I think he’d also hate rides like the Music Express at Kennywood or Matterhorn at Cedar Point because it only goes in a circle. 

Mephisto: All of them

He just gives those vibes. I’m sorry he just does to me. I feel like he would be one of those people who are there for the vibes, probably go on a couple of the chiller rides like the Merry-Go-Rounds or join Lucifer on the People Mover (which would be amusing to watch). 

Thirteen: None 

A 10/10 character to go to a theme park with if you want a ride buddy, she’ll go on everything with you. 

[pretty-hills-i-die-on]

The Weirdly Specific Thing Your Favorite Marvel Character Says About You

Ironman - You love him to pieces and are 100% prepared to fight about this, even though it’s barely necessary. He is very cool, no one’s attacking him, I promise.

Black Widow - You can be extremely persuasive when you want to be, getting your way is never hard, but you use your powers for good (mostly). Your sink looks like a cityscape with the amount of makeup and products you have. Love your eyeliner.

Bruce Banner - You crave sanity and bottle up your anger FAR too much for it to be healthy, you related to “I’m always angry” to a honestly concerning degree.

Captain America - You have your own headcanons about how Endgame finished, and also about everything else. So, so many headcanons. The Steve Rogers in your head is slightly different to the one in some movies and way cooler. I respect that.

Loki - You’re probably queer somehow ngl, either that or you have problems at home. You think up brilliant come-backs WAY after the proper time to say them, and despite your best efforts, you don’t act as fast as you think and wonder if people know how smart you really are.

Bucky - You feel far too many emotions for fictional characters and I respect that. This fella’s story has hurt you deeply on multiple occasions but you love him all the more.

Thor - You think you’re funny, so does everyone else. You moved around a bunch as a kid and had to make do in an environment where you just didn’t make sense.

Spiderman - You did not have enough friends as a kid. “But I did though!” No you did not, if you think you did, they were fakers.

Rhodey - Your friend group is toxic. Sorry, I love you but it’s true. You deserve better.

Hawkeye - You worked your ass off becoming very skilled in one specific area, only for that area to never come up at all in day to day life. It makes you kinda sad and a bit pissed off that no one realises you’re actually really freaking good at Your Thing.

Captain Marvel - OMG you liked that movie too? I’m glad you got out of that abusive relationship, be it with your family, friends, or partner. Don’t let anyone tell you you’re living your life wrong.

Dr Strange: You are a massive introvert that does not like to explain why they’re doing things a certain way. You over analyse everything and you secretly want to run away so you can do everything right and no one can stop you because you know everything and everything makes sense. I get it.

[amorremanet]

Currently blocked from finishing the final run at Elgar’nan by irl responsibilities, so I’ll probably have more to add later, but some preliminary reactions

spoilers and whatnot below

Neve!!! I love Neve the character. But I’m significantly less fond of Neve’s personal plot and Aelia is the big reason why. She feels massively underwritten in a “save Treviso” play-through and I really hope it will be different when I do Veil Jumping Neve-smoocher Khensalin’s play-through where I will be saving Minrathous

A lot of my problems with Aelia could be resolved by making her like 250% gayer for Neve

REVENANT DRAGON, MY BELOVED. now there was a fucking boss fight!!! i loved it, 10/10, no notes. Glad I saved Mythal and the Revenant Dragon for dead last (which was a character choice because my Rook de Riva wants to save Solas from himself but did NOT want to deal with Mythal. He has Dalish Religious Trauma from before he ran away from his clan-of-origin and a lot of it is about Mythal. I imagine Elías just gritting his teeth through his first two answers before finally snapping about how he and Bellara killed Anaris so he can get this conversation over with already)

(Elías also had the Dalish version of an Edgy Contrarian Teenage Satanist phase, by which I mean he decided that everyone else was wrong and What If Fen’harel Was Right, Actually. There was VERY little that Solas could have done to actually lose his new stan. Even with the betrayal, Elías is like “I mean, I would feel more wounded if he hadn’t betrayed me tbh, that would mean I wasn’t worth the effort in his eyes, but he put actual effort into this, which means I matter to him on some level and I’ll take it while also calling him a bitch and demanding to know what he was thinking with several of his life-choices. :D”

…………my next two Rooks are gonna have fun relationships with Solas, too. Messy ones, naturally, because Solas, but like, fun for me personally messy.)

Questions my Rook de Riva has 100% asked: “Why is the answer always ‘Taash needs to control their anger’ and never ‘Maybe people and Shathann especially should stop treating Taash like fucking garbage’?”

Like, as a player, I get that things are often more complicated but man, Shathann tripped SO many trauma wires for Elías and just made him want to disagree with everything she said on principle. Shathann could have said that you die if you stop breathing, and Elías would’ve told her that sounded like a skill issue because he once heard Mourn Watch apprentices can use their death magic to stay alive indefinitely even when they can’t breathe.

The narrative handling of Shathann, kind of a mixed bag for me, but Shathann as a character? I think she was great and I appreciated that her myriad shitty behaviors felt so viscerally real

Morrigan can still step on me. No, I don’t care about my dignity. No, I will not get off the floor. I love her, she can step on me

Also, like………so, the Fourth Blight means Ghilan’nain is single, right? Like, Andruil’s dragon, Anorral, was the archdemon that time, and since Anorral died, Andruil turned mortal. It’s established explicitly that Elgar’nan and Ghilan’nain are the last of the Evanuris, meaning Andruil is dead, meaning Ghilan’nain is single, yes?? :3

Listen, as much as I was utterly devastated by the codex entry where she’s all “Fuck off Elgar’nan, stop accusing me of grieving and let me work, damn!!!” and the one where Elgar’nan is like “She thinks I can’t tell she misses Andruil, maybe I’ll let her do some horrific Blight experiments to Lusacan later, that should cheer her up”? I am NOT above comforting the widow when the widow is a mad magical-science lady with tentacles and yaoi hands who is the size of a fucking building

Maker forbid a massive, tentacled magical-science lady have hobbies!!!

Elgar’nan doesn’t do as much for me as Ghilan’nain. He’s a perfectly serviceable villain. The writing is decent and his VA did an amazing job. He is sufficiently creepy at Rook and I appreciate that. But he’s simply not a mad science yaoi hands tentacle lady who’s literally the size of a building

All this being said, the Razikale boss fight really did feel like a significantly scaled up version of trying to play pirates on a playground or something, and there’s one kid who just keeps being like “Well, MY pirate has invisible super armor on which means you can’t hurt him! And he has LASER EYES!!! I’ll pew-pew-pew you with my laser eyes if you don’t let me have them!!!”

Mechanically, it was a great boss fight. Aesthetically, I fucking love Razikale’s design and how totally fucked and Blighted she was. But on a character level, it did start to feel a little silly that Ghilan’nain just kept having screaming tantrums and adding more fucking heads (though in fairness, this wasn’t helped by the fact that I put Weisshaupt off as much as I possibly could and as such was probably way over-leveled for the Razikale fight)

anyway, Razikale is perfect and has done nothing wrong ever in her life

The Formless One was also great. Gonna pinch its widdle Formless cheeks. The all-caps hate mail it sends, chef’s kiss perfect

The note from Imshael in Elvhenan’s Haven, though 🥺

Judge me all you want, I don’t care. That loser-ass Choice Spirit is my darling, I love him

Really do not think I have it in me to choose Davrin to die over Harding literally ever. Narratively, it just feels wrong to me, when so much of Davrin’s story is about the fact that he has a genuine death wish underneath his Grey Warden heroism and about finding his reasons to want to live, while Harding probably would’ve spent the entire game beating herself up about not taking the shot on Solas in the prologue, if not for the lyrium dagger awakening lyrium magic in her somehow. Sacrificing herself while taking a shot that does interrupt a fucked up ancient elf magic ritual? Feels like a perfect narrative bookend for Harding’s story, while letting Davrin have the heroic death he wants so badly feels, to me, like letting him off easy instead of challenging him on his bullshit idea that living like you want to die is okay as long as you’re a Gray Warden

speaking of Gray Wardens: Antoine and Evka are great, love them

Part of me wants to know how much of my play-through time was spent on just getting lost because I didn’t notice the door or hallway I was actually supposed to be going down. Another part of me never wants to know this.

I had to do the final run on Isseya twice because despite getting the First Warden’s clue about the feather from Isseya’s griffon and picking up the codex entry that’s on the table beside said feather, I missed picking up the actual feather. At least her boss fight was fun

Unlike Aelia’s boss fight, which made me want to throw things because I did all that work on her minions and her warding crystals, and then I don’t even get to hit her with Chain Lightning??? Come on.

Mmmm, so much juicy lore, I’m chewing on it so much

Also letting the headcanon gremlins run amok with ideas about like, all the drama that may or may not have happened in ancient Elvhenan with the Evanuris and the Forgotten Ones

which reminds me: I REALLY APPRECIATED THE LORE IMPLICATIONS OF ANARIS BEING THERE. He himself was kinda middle of the road for me, but honestly, that was mostly a function of him being in Bellara’s plot. If he’d been in anyone else’s plot, I don’t think he would’ve ended somewhere in the middle of my Companion Personal Antagonist Rankings.

Which I agree isn’t really fair to either him or Bellara, especially since I don’t dislike her or anything? I think she’s cute! But she just doesn’t really do it for me personally. She’s cute and I have no issues with her but also don’t feel terribly invested in her because she’s not for me

Tarquin and Ashur are a couple, this is not explicit canon but it is still just facts as far as I’m concerned

Excited to see More Dorian on my Save Minrathous run with Khensalin. More Dorian Pavus always, yes please, sign me up even if I will feel like absolute shit about what happens to Treviso :D

[mk-wizard]

Top 15 Games that SHOULD get a 100% Reboot/Restart

Hi. I felt like doing something positive especially after my last post, so as a follow up, here is a list of games that I think should get the reboot treatment. And when I say reboot, I don’t just mean remake with fancier graphics and bonus features. I mean restart altogether with fresh new storylines that go their own way though in some specific cases, all they need is a new look. Note that this is my subjective opinion and nobody here has to agree with it. It’s just a fun suggestion.

1- Metal Gear - I don’t mean Metal Gear Solid, I mean Metal Gear in general. In fact, I think the “Solid” should be retconned entirely because it not only stopped being about Solid Snake who is the hero, he was done dirty with a pathetic ending and the only sequels we get now are prequels. Not to mention the constant drama and tragedy became nauseating. My advice is to restart from the beginning by rebooting the games that date back to the NES as are with better writing and then after that, only do a half-reboot of Metal Gear Solid and then go its own way while respecting Snake as a main character. Solid Snake is a staple in war themed games and set the standard of how we create them. He should REMAIN the main character and have his endings always remain open with him still standing with dignity.

2- Dino Crisis - I don’t think I need to say much here. Everyone is dying to see this game get remade and it’s not hard to see why. With the exception of the third game and the spin off, Dino Crisis 1 and 2 are amazing. They are dinosaur themed games that actually feel like survivor horror games and not like shooter games with the dinosaur gimmick. This series deserved a reboot and a third game that gives it proper closure.

3- Parasite Eve - Like Metal Gear, this series did dirty to its main character (Aya Brea) in such a way that they wrote themselves into a corner. Only the first game feels unique and special while the second and third instalments have an identity crisis, a confusing weapons and spell system, and a tank control that never belonged. Only the first game should stay as is with a simple remake and then, its sequels should actually be true sequels that keep the battle, spell and control system as are. Let’s just forget that PE2 and The Third Birthday ever happened.

4- Silent Hill - Let’s be honest. Harry Mason is the most underrated male protagonist in survivor horror because unlike all the others, he is not a man of action, not a badass and very relatable for it. He is a widower, a writer, a pacifist and one heck of a dad who literally jumped into the underworld to save his daughter. Now, while I like a lot of the sequels, this series lost its way. With the exception of Silent Hill 2, I think Harry and his daughter should have remained the main protagonists of the series. Harry is proof that real men come in all flavors and having one like him is different while still showing the best attributes of masculinity.

PS: I know Silent Hill 1 got a reboot, but it was bad. Period.

5- Turok - Before there was Dino Crisis (and I’m not discrediting it), there was Turok. The titular hero who might I also add is aboriginal which is a very underrepresented group in fiction period who literally kills dinosaurs with his bare hands. He is a badass and he while he has gotten reboots before, none of them hit the mark yet, but creators should not give up on him. He is worth the effort and if they keep trying, they will strike gold.

6- Castlevania - This series is ICONIC and nobody ever gets tired of it. It should make a comeback and it is one of the few series where being 3D would make it better. And considering that medieval settings in video games is all the rage now, it would be great to see Simon Belmont back in action. Heck, I would even be open to seeing a Belmont fighting evil in our modern times in 3D.

7- The Legend of Zelda: The Ocarina of Time - Now, I stand by that this series doesn’t need a reboot, I think this game specifically should get a remake because it is a great game that reshaped the series into how we know and love it now, but it was very buggy and the graphics were not that great even for their time. Everything else about it is great, but it does need a facelift.

8- Prototype - A forgotten gem if there ever was one. This series is unique in that it is the one game where you play as the monster who is also an anti-hero. Yet again, its series did its main character (Alex Mercer) dirty though on top of that, left too many questions unanswered. This series needs a reboot with a much better storyline. If you haven’t seen it, play the first game and you’ll see my point.

9- Tomb Raider - Now, we can all agree that this series has lost its way. While I am all for origin stories and I admit it makes sense for Lara Croft to not be hardened or toughened up from the start. Keeping her as a weak frightened girl doesn’t make her realistic nor does it make her a likeable heroine. And I am woman enough to admit that being athletic, confident, daring and badass is a part of Lara Croft’s character. I don’t want her to be realistic. I want her to be cool and fun to play. This series needs to go back to its roots when it was fun and Lara was allowed to shamelessly be herself.

10- Dead Rising - Another case of a game losing its way and its main protagonist becomes someone they’re not. The second instalment was the only game that felt true to what the series is supposed to be and even then, it felt like a spinoff not a part of the main story because Dead Rising is Frank West’s story. Another thing that also stood out about this game is that unlike most zombie themed games, the main character is not only not a fighter, he’s a total lover in all the great ways. Frank is (or rather, was) compassionate, honest and it isn’t for nothing that you only got the best ending when you would save everyone. Heck, he would save people who tried to kill him. This series should get a total reboot and a total rewrite after game 1. And can we please not give Frank a heart of stone? Him being loving is what made him great.

11- ObsCure - Another lost gem with a unique premise and group of protagonists. This game plays up our childhood fear of the dark because the monsters in this game literally are allergic to the light and the setting is in a highschool. It feels like Scream meets the Blair Witch Project making it a lot of fun, and the monsters are so delightfully creepy. Plus, the story was compelling. Sadly this series only got one sequel which was actually great, but never got that third instalment that would wrap everything up. I say we give this series a reboot, so it can finally finish what it started.

12- Resident Evil Outbreak - I know this is a spinoff series, but it’s one of the best in the series. It fills in a lot of gaps in the main storyline and any game that allows you to have your own tyrant fighting alongside you is awesome. It also has a multiple ending system which was well done and very rewarding when you get the best ending. I think this should get the reboot treatment and even have a third game that expands the aftermath further.

13- Resident Evil Dead Aim - Another one of the best spinoffs in the RE series because it expands the story specifically in how tyrants are made and how the variants work. And to be honest, I even liked the characters. I would love see new life breathed into this compelling game even if it just remains the only one of its kind.

14- Days Gone - I don’t care what anyone says. Any game that allows to play a biker with the spirit of an honourable warrior is badass. Also, can we talk about how this is one of the few games where the main protagonist is married and remains loyal to his wife even long after?! He may be white, male, straight and Christian, but he is still pretty progressive and embodies the BEST part of masculinity. The parts that drive a man to be romantic, noble and heroic. This game with extremely misjudged to the point of bigotry and it deserves a proper reintroduction because it was going places.

15- Half-Life - This series helped Valve get its jump start and it had the most unique and most iffy type of protagonist in an action/sci-fi game possible yet worked: a scientist. After all, who expect the skinny nerd with the big thick glasses to save the day? Yet, it worked and this game has tons of monsters that became iconic in video game lore. What’s really sad is that a third game was in works, but never saw the light of day. I say we reboot this series and give it the chance to honour its promise to give that third game at long last.

Bonus - Other honourable mentions here are Left 4 Dead because Back 4 Blood stinks, Alone in the Dark though I hear a reboot is in the works, Doom, Devil May Cry and the right way please, Bloody Roar, The Suffering, Fatal Frame, The Evil Within and any other fantastic game series that either went bad due to bad sequels or never got the chance to keep going.

[askweisswolf]

Fanfic Writer Questions

Thank you for the tag @foibles-fables!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

19!

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

Currently at 89,257.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Oh man, uh. I think it would be better to say what fandoms I don’t write for at this stage, it’s still crazy to me to think it’ll be twenty years this year that I started writing fanfic. Currently I’d say Baldur’s Gate 3 has me by the throat, with a little bit of the DCAU (specifically, Justice League/Unlimited) and the occasional dash of Fallen Hero and Dragon Age that I post to Discord servers. I’ve also got a few Mass Effect short pieces floating around. I really need to post to my AO3 more.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

I’m going to mess with this one a bit and go off of my top five finished fics by fandom and stick to the ones I wrote solo, that way it’s a bit of a mix. I apologize in advance since a lot of these are years old at this point, but it definitely goes back to what I said before about writing in multiple fandoms, ha.

Rest for the Weary (Frozen) Flare (SPOP) The Same Big Sky (Fire Emblem: Three Houses) Skin Deep (Dragon Age: Origins) At The Door (Baldur's Gate 3) 5. Do you respond to comments?

I try to! I’m not always the best at it but I genuinely appreciate everyone who takes the time to comment on one of my fics, it means the world to me and I always love hearing everyone’s feedback and thoughts, it makes me so excited for my own writing.

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

If we’re going purely by just what’s on AO3… hm. For stuff that’s a bit older, easily The Silence Is Your Answer (Fire Emblem: Three Houses). For something I wrote more recently, Few Finer Torments (Baldur’s Gate 3) because I have a lot of thoughts and feelings about Shadowheart in Act 2 specifically.

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

… Most of them. Oh my God I’m mainly a fluff writer, like I knew this about myself but to actually realize it so starkly is something else. Of my most recent stuff I’d probably say A Little Slice (Justice League Unlimited) has possibly the softest ending I’ve written in awhile.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Thankfully not.

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

Not often but I do sometimes! All of it so far has been for f/f ships, mostly with a lot more focus on like… the thinking and the feeling aspect of it and not so much the physical aspect, if that makes sense? I just like using sex as a way to explore the characters, when I’m in the mood to write it.

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

Oh, man, okay. I have written a few crossovers over the years, but my favorite is still one I co-wrote with a friend of mine for the Beast’s Lair fan forum back in the day that was just a complete off the walls one-shot crack crossover with Fate/Stay Night, Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha, and I think we had a dash of Highschool of the Dead right at the end. It was insane, we wrote it on a Skype call in a matter of hours.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not as far as I know, thankfully.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I have not! When I was more active on FIMFiction.net though I did have a few people who did live readings of my fics, those were always neat.

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

Yes! I’ve co-written with him a lot before, but Pen Pals (Frozen) was co-written with Moczo. Just a heads up that I think he has it set that you can only read it if you’re logged in, if you want to check it out.

14. What's your all time favorite ship?

… I don’t think I can only pick one, man. I really don’t. If I have to, my brain always comes back to Shayera/John or Raven/Terra.

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

I feel like I owe everyone who started reading my The 100 fic or my Black Widow fic an apology at this point.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue, emotional payoff, character study (I guess?). I have one friend who told me I write very good Catholic guilt.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Sex and fight scenes are the absolute bane of my existence, for as much as I enjoy the character potential of the former in particular. I’m also slow as hell, I’ve been working on this one Shayera/John fic now for like a year trying to finish it before I post it and ugh.

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

If it fit the context of the fic I would, yes! I’d double check it with someone else who knows the language first, though.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Like, ever? Chip and Dale: Rescue Rangers to my old Fanfiction.net account when I was 13. I had a bunch of old stuff saved to floppy discs that I never posted, though.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

This changes on a nigh daily basis, but currently I’m having an absolute blast with my The Beast Whisperer series focusing on my Tav who romances Shadowheart, so I’ll leave the link for it here.

Going to gently tag @optiwashere, @kittlesandbugs, @antigonick, @miabicicletta if you guys want to participate, no pressure! And of course anyone who sees this is free to respond as well.

[fairyhagmother]

okay i’m sorry i simply have to come here. i just love the persephone lore you are sharing. please, im begging for more persephone thoughts from you.

HIIIIIII LILY IN THE INBOX!!!!

the thing is right, you have heard most of my Pippa lore bc a.it is largely inspired by yours and b.whenever I am struck with a Pippa insight I literally run to yell at you in ur inbox, replies, etc.

+ I 100% believe her situation during the civil war was extremely dire. she literally had to resort to cannibalism. it must have been real bad.

+ I'm so sorry everybody. but her relationship to festus is so, so precious to me. It's one of the first things I was dead set on when I finished the book and decided to forego all feelings of shame and write. a 4 weddings and a funeral AU. as they were my wedding 1 I guess I have spent a lot of time with them and I'm very attached now okay.

+ they literally bring out the best in each other. persephone is actually very shy and quiet and he makes her more adventurous and fun! persephone mellows festus out. she hates gambling so he quits cold turkey for her sake. she makes him feel more confident so he drops the macho facade as he matures. still loves a party though! sorry back to pippa

+basically the moral compass of her friend group. like: no livia dont take apart palmyras pointe shoes so she breaks her ankle come on now. her friends are insanely protective of her because they see her as this pure soul that must be protected at all costs. additionally, vip and livia both know how traumatic the war was on the price household (not the cannibalism I dont think, but they know it was bad), and they really admire / are puzzled by how she emerged from all that while remaining kindhearted.

+ she has a little boy who, at times, violently reminds her of mizzen.

+ she's kind of a blindspot of coriolanus's but not because he underestimates her, but because he finds her so repulsive that he refuses to see her as anything more than an abstract concept. livia keeps saying these insane things about him to Pippa over tea, and Pippa is immediately like. this guy is crazy actually. but festus is like nah Pippa that's just coryo he's a bit of a freak but he's harmless, he was my best man!

+ festus dies out of nowhere. the coroner rules it a morphling overdose. to Pippa's dismay, no one in the friend group is shocked and they keep coming to her and: she should have said something if festus was struggling with addiction! you remember how he was at the academy, etc, etc. where the fuck did these stories even come from you know? well pippa can't prove it but she has an inkling.

+ she goes insane with grief. like. its horrible. she keeps telling everyone that something's off but no one listens to her because as far as they are concerned its just the insane ranting of a recently widowed woman.

+ and as I said, she keeps a box of 'evidence' that coriolanus is somehow behind all these mysterious 'purges'. it gets brought up when snow is tried at the hague of panem circa mockingjay.

+ Pippa feels guilty for having been a passive cog in an objectively evil machine, along with festus. she loved / loves him so much but she never really gets over the fact that they were complicit with the regime. she thinks back to all the times her friends called her kind, and she wonders if they're wrong.

[luvrsux]

a/n: take this until i’m done writing requests and other fics luvs ♡

ONE PIECE HEADCANONS #2

Overwatch Mains!

❝ giving each strawhat + more an overwatch hero they'd play. comment on suggestions i should do! :3 ❞

MONKEY D. LUFFY - Tracer

╰┈➤ I feel like Luffy is so simple enough to play the icon of Overwatch. Luffy was so baffled to see that she was able to teleport and immediately fell in love with the kit. Considering Tracer is also a flanking character, he'd be in the middle of the enemy team causing havoc. Will NOT touch support

Luffy: WOAH SHE CAN TELEPORT???? THATS SO COOL

Other Choices: Reinhardt as Tank, Junkrat as second Damage

RORONOA ZORO - Genji

╰┈➤ This is such an obvious choice, there's no need to explain. He rocks the Sentai skin on Genji or just his regular no-skin outfit just for the green. He's the only hero he has with gold weapons and the highest ranked. He insta-locks this man whenever he's playing.

Sanji: Do you play anyone else Mosshead???

Zoro: Just shut up and heal me if you want to win, cook

Other Choices: Doomfist as Tank

VINSMOKE SANJI - Cole Cassidy

╰┈➤ I feel like Sanji connects with Cassidy's charm and smoking habits so he plays him often. He knows Cassidy is the lover boy of the Overwatch community and everyone obsesses over him so he took that as an opportunity to main him. Sanji's second-best class is support but only really pays attention to Nami's health. Won't heal anyone else (especially Zoro) unless they're shouting at him.

Zoro: SWIRLY BROWS, CAN YOU HEAL ME? IM AT 20 IN THE MIDDLE OF A FIGHT

Sanji: WELL MAYBE IF YOU STOPPED JUMPING SO MUCH ID HEAL YOU. LET ME HEAL MY SWEET NAMI FIRST

Zoro: I DIED ANYWAYS I HOPE THEY KILL YOU

Other Choices: Mercy and Ana as Support

GOD USOPP - Widowmaker

╰┈➤ This choice is so obvious. Widow is a sniping character, and so is Usopp. He is a menace to Widow and doesn't even know it. He likes how Widow isn't meant to be on the actual battlefield but more on the sidelines picking off the enemy teams. He screams like a bitch when someone flanks behind him though.

Usopp: Okay, I killed their supports we should be good- *A Tracer comes up from behind* LUFFYYYYYYYY THERES SOMEONE ON MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Luffy: Oh sorry Im in spawn :p

Other Choices: Lucio as Support, Hanzo as second Damage

NAMI - Kiriko

╰┈➤ Nami definitely loves Kiriko for her more angsty personality that no one likes. She'd rather help in the backlines than deal with fighting up front, but she puts the kunais to WORK. Sanji is always on her tail and targets anyone who tries to or manages to kill her.

Nami: Dang it, I died. Try to hold out a little longer guys-

Sanji: WHO DID IT NAMI????? ILL KILL THEM FOR YOU MY SWEET

Other Choices: Brigette as second Support, Ashe as Damage, D.va as Tank

TONY TONY CHOPPER - Mercy

╰┈➤ Chopper will mainly play any support but Mercy is his top choice. He tries to revive anyone he can even in the tightest of situations. He is the best healer you can get, but he can also be a great tank. But our lil baby gets stressed...

Chopper: IM COMING LUFFY DONT WORRY

Zoro: Chopper, can you damage boost me?

Chopper: YEAH IN A SEC-

Sanji: Chopper revive! That Zenyatta is so low!

Chopper: IM TRYINGGGGGGGG

Other Choices: Orisa and Wrecking Ball as Tank

NICO ROBIN - Moira

╰┈➤ There is no possible way Nico doesn't play Moira. I feel like she's more DPS Moira than anything but still upholds good support for her team.

Other Choices: Sombra as Damage, Lifeweaver as Support

FRANKY - Reinhardt

╰┈➤ Franky is 100% the crew's Tank main. He knows every tank playstyle from top to the very bottom but his favorite is of course the loudest one there. Franky is the most reliable tank you can get. He insta-locks Rein and adores him to the very end.

Sanji: I think you should switch, Franky they have a few counters-

Franky: Ill still kick their asses, I dont care Im playing Reinhardt

Other Choices: Bastion as Damage

SOUL KING BROOK - Junkrat

╰┈➤ Brook finds ruining people's day by playing the most annoying character on the roster the funniest thing ever. He laughs when Junkrat laughs manically. It's such a fitting choice for his personality

Other Choices: Reaper as second Damage

PORTGAS D. ACE - Solider: 76

╰┈➤ He is such a straightforward person enough to play Solider but be dope good at it. Ace would be the type of person to get ahead of themselves and over-extend though.

Sabo: ACE ACE YOURE OVER EXTENDING I CANT HEAL YOU-

Ace: Huh? *dies* Oh my bad

Sabo: Ill get off right now.

Luffy: BAHSKAKAHAIAHA WHY HE DIE LIKE THATAHSAA-

Other Choices: Torbjorn for second Damage

SABO - Baptiste

╰┈➤ Sabo is definitely a good damage support hero. He loves Bap for his sweet personality yet dark backstory similar to his own. He can't stand playing with 2 reckless damages every time though (Luffy and Ace)

Luffy: Saboooooo why didn't you heal meeeeeee :(

Sabo: YOURE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE MAP IM SORRY???

Other Choices: Zenyatta as second Support, Echo as Damage

TRAFALGAR D. WATER LAW - Ramattra

╰┈➤ I see Law playing the most complex Tank in the game but Law can play almost anyone on the roster if he feels like it. He barely gives out any callouts unless he is raging like crazy

Luffy: Imma go in and kill everyone

Law: ...

Zoro: I need help over here not gonna lie

Law: ...

Sanji: I think Im gonna switch-

Law: CAN THIS SYMMETRA STOP PLACING TURRETS ON OUR SPAWN OH MY FUCKING-

Other Choices: Reaper as Damage, Mercy as Support

EUSTASS KIDD - Roadhog

╰┈➤ Kidd is definitely a one-trick and only for the most annoying tank in the game. Killer is definitely his pocket healer and will yell at anyone who comes after his skills in the slightest

Law: Kid please pick another tank, you're doing terrible

Kid: WHAT??? FUCK YOU SAY

Luffy: YOU SUCK

Kid: I COULD BEAT BOTH OF YOU IN A 1V1 RIGHT NOW-

thats all! i hoped you enjoyed the little dialogues hehe

[notafunkiller]

I respect your opinion but I have to disagree about the age part because it is canon in the Mcu that Bucky is over a hundred years old and I could see a friendship/sibling relationship between yelena and Bucky but I’d never hate or send hate to someone sharing their opinion? Can people not share their views with each other anymore? It’s like people don’t want an actual conversation and hearing others takes on things. Which I don’t think they will give Bucky or yelena a relationship it’s never really worked when they have tried to do so in the past the only relationships that work out have been Tony and pepper. Clint and his wife. But also I never got the shipping between male characters when there was nothing but friendship implied and or making characters who were never shown to be in the community (I’m bi I’m in the community). I get wanting representation but I don’t get trying to force that onto characters. Same thing happened on supernatural with dean and cass. Even though Jensen ackles himself has said Dean isn’t gay and they tried to make him homophobic because he didn’t feed into it. There are gay characters so I don’t get pushing it onto characters who aren’t. It just feels icky to me. And girl I loved your theory by the way! I’ve saw your parallel of Bucky and yelena on Twitter and even though I don’t see a romantic relationship between them it shows that they will be able to relate to each other and create a friendship. Bucky should have been in the black widow movie in flash back or something but they never utilized that the black widows and winter solider are connected other than both being with hydra for a time. I know in civil war during the iconic fight scene between Nat and Bucky she says the line “you could at least act like you recognize me” alludes to their shared past. It would have been nice to have seen winter widow onscreen but I’ve never been sure exactly how it would play out. I’m excited for thunderbolts and I was kicking screaming when it was announced Bucky and yelena would be in it. We get to see badass assassins 🥰 they have hated on everything about this movie and made up so many rumors a lot about Bucky dying and I’m like why is that the first thought? He’s one of the originals from the first movies they won’t get rid of him and I won’t be surprised if they don’t try and get Sebastian to sign on for more years especially if the movie does big numbers at the box office. Thank you for being a normal human being in this fandom because it’s gotten exhausting being apart of it so thank you for being an amazing human all love 💗

I totally respect your opinion and it's healthy and normal to have different opinions aboit things. You are wonderfullll 🌸

I have to disagree about the age part because it is canon in the Mcu that Bucky is over a hundred years old and I could see a friendship/sibling relationship between yelena and Bucky but I’d never hate or send hate to someone sharing their opinion?

I understand, but he did not live for 100 years. He barely lived 30+... he was in the cryo or living as a brainwashed puppet for a couple of days per year. He is not a vamoire who lived for 300 years... and she is in a similar situation as him (a bit different, but yeah). I am sure you see my point.

I totally agree about convos! I love having discussions with people who have different opinions... I feel like all parts can grow and learn from it...

And yeses, I rememebr that with Jensen! I was so confused!

Also I believe representation should be made out of love and from the bottom of the writers' hearts when it fits. Making a character gay because it's trendy is so direspectful to the community bc the writers who do it for this reason never write lgbtq+ people right like this. I am so tired of seeing wonderful people being represented in a cliche, not necessarrily realistic way.

And honestly... right/goodnrepresentation in Marvel? No way.

The line in Civil War refers to him shooting a target through her actually (reference to catws - Steve and Nat's talk about the Winter Soldier)

Please, Sebastian's contract was clear so I was not eorrying about him dying in Thunderbolts (unless they make him appear in a different universe in the Avengers movies lmao)

The only rumour I might feel it can be true because the writers have no idea what to do with Marvel overall is kill this branch... this universe and focus on another one and in this way other actors can come back too.

It's lovely to talk to you and thank you too! I love having this conversation and I am also here if you want to discuss more or something else 🌼

[chaoticdesertdweller]

Meet Madam Jeanne Louise Calment, who had the longest confirmed human lifespan: 122 years, 164 days. Apparently, fate strongly approved of the way she lived her life. She was born in Arles, France, on February 21, 1875. The Eiffel Tower was built when she was 14 years old. It was at this time she met Vincent van Gogh. "He was dirty, badly dressed, and disagreeable," she recalled in an interview given in 1988.

When she was 85, she took up fencing and still rode her bike when she reached 100. At the age of 114, she starred in a film about her life, at age 115 she had an operation on her hip, and at age 117 she gave up smoking, having started at the age of 21 in 1896. She didn't give it up for health reasons; her reason was that she didn't like having to ask someone to help her light a cigarette once she was nearly blind.

In 1965, Jeanne was 90 years old and had no heirs. She signed a deal to sell her apartment to a 47-year-old lawyer called André-François Raffray. He agreed to pay her a monthly sum of 2,500 francs on the condition he would inherit her apartment after she died. However, Raffray not only ended up paying Jeanne for 30 years, but then died before she did at the age of 77. His widow was legally obliged to continue paying Madam Calment until the end of her days.

Jeanne retained sharp mental faculties. When she was asked on her 120th birthday what kind of future she expected to have. Her reply, "A very short one."

Here are the Rules of Life from Jeanne Louise Calment:

"I'm in love with wine."

"All babies are beautiful."

"I think I will die of laughter."

"I've been forgotten by our Good Lord."

"I've got only one wrinkle, and I'm sitting on it."

"I never wear mascara; I laugh until I cry often."

"If you can't change something, don't worry about it."

"Always keep your smile. That's how I explain my long life."

"I see badly, I hear badly, and I feel bad, but everything's fine."

"I have a huge desire to live and a big appetite, especially for sweets."

"I have legs of iron, but to tell you the truth, they're starting to rust and buckle a bit."

"I took pleasure when I could. I acted clearly and morally and without regret. I'm very lucky."

“Being young is a state of mind, it doesn’t depend on one’s body. I’m actually still a young girl, it's just that I haven't looked so good for the past 70 years."

At the end of one interview, the journalist said, "Madame, I hope we will meet again sometime next year." To which Jeanne replied, "Why not? You're not that old; you'll still be here!”

The image with the wings is a piece of art by L. Lichtenfells.

[bisluthq]

I think the new/old lyrics from My Boy makes it about Joe, but the widows (and the maylors that think it's for matty) are interpreting the "I'd play again" wrong.

She doesn't want him back like that, to me at least, it reads entirely like she misses his friendship? And nothing else

Imgonnagetyouback sounds like a completely different type of back together, which makes sense bc that one is definitely 100% for matty

I’m gonna complicate this further tbh. When I first heard the song I heard more Joe/really LTR on it tbh so I do lean towards that in spirit/vibe/atmosphere but I also think her saying this is just about her being really sad makes it more about like both men rather than one of them.

To me, the whole “play pretend / I’d play again” has a very specific and personal meaning and idk that Taylor shares this but here’s my thing: I knew my first ex and I needed to break up when I felt like I was playing pretend with him. It was a very specific moment too. He had moved into his first flat, right, and I didn’t help him move like it took a few days for me to even go visit him and even though he now had his own place (I’d had my own place since we finished school but we used to spend more time at his mum’s than at my place because I always had housemates and his mum’s place had free food and free booze so like big brain energy right why would we hang out with like 2-3 other people and eat pasta and drink shitty booze when we could be at his mum’s place eating nice food and drinking nice booze and watching stuff on the nice big tv like BFFR there was a clear winner there and it wasn’t wherever the fuck I happened to be staying at the time) we actually hung out less? I think because now his living sitch was comparable to mine right and I’d rather deal with my own housemates than his ones and have all my stuff and like there were idk just no benefits to going to his place. But then he hosted this party and everyone got really wasted (surprisingly or, given where this story is going, maybe not so much) I did not. I brought out drinks and like poured out snacks and then everyone, including him, went to bed and I stayed up tidying shit. And I just had this very unreal feeling all around me. Like I’d spent an evening playing pretend girlfriend/wife. Like I didn’t want to do any of this shit right - I didn’t want to be standing there at 1 am washing fucking glasses right and I hadn’t wanted to be pouring crisps into bowls and I hadn’t wanted to be the one to tell him like booze is running low and someone must run down to the store (he went) like… I hadn’t wanted to do any of that shit. I don’t think I even especially wanted to be there that night, let alone like helping to host. I’d rather have been doing other stuff. So anyway, there I was at 1 am washing dishes and I realized full on, in that exact moment, that I’d just been playing house. I’d spent the whole evening playing pretend. And that’s when I knew we were over.

Granted, the whole thing went on for a couple more months but that playing pretend realization hit me before I suspected he was talking to his upstairs neighbor (he was) and before he broke up with me because he thought I’m a lesbian (I’m not).

I also will say that there was a time that he absolutely was my best friend. A long time even. But at the end, I was playing pretend.

and a part of me, to this day, would absolutely play again. Not because I want him back like that in any way - I think if he showed up at my house and said it’s been me all along I’d be absolutely mortified - but because there was a point at which we really were a great couple. We had a lot of fun together. We had a lot of inside jokes. We had a lot of firsts. We learned a lot about ourselves and what we want in relationships from each other. We - almost definitely - messed each other up in a bunch of different ways. And yes, a part of me would play again because it was a special and wonderful time in many respects.

I’ve had that feeling of unrealness/playing pretend since btw and I always know either this thing is about to end or I’m about to have some kind of major life change if it’s not about a relationship (I used to get that feeling towards the end of the school year at uni like not as strongly but once exams started and the weather started getting warmer, everything would start to feel less real).

and again, I would play again because I have a lot of fond memories of my uni summers.

so idk I have specific personal associations with that line and I agree it doesn’t mean you want that person back nor do I even think you necessarily want the friendship back as it was. You want that moment back from before you realized you were just playing iykwim? At least that’s what it means for me and it might well mean something different for Taylor but that’s how I hear it in the song.

[airanke]

Okay but I’m thinking about the Steatoda Widow Agency (Abiteth’s mother’s agency) is a backseat Agency that the HPSC only calls in for rescue assistance in the AFTERMATH of battles only - so in this AU Dabi and Abiteth wouldn’t meet until AFTER the current war arc (after everything is said and done).

TW for discussing things like self harm and referenced eating disorders below so I’m putting it all under the cut.

Anywho I was thinking about how Dabi gets rewound (only to a certain point, basically gets reverted back to before his fight with Shoto started, so he has the new scarring), and especially since Eri is still SUPER YOUNG and can only DO SO MUCH - I’m debating if Rive will be the reason that Dabi gets rewound still based on how Rive’s quirk works (this is Abi’s father btw, he is also a doctor and the figurehead of Central Hospital in any BNHA based AU and/or story I have).

Some of the villains are going through rehabilitative therapy and the chairman of this new program, after 5 months of little to no progress with Dabi, sends tapes of Dabi (and some other villains) to the Steatoda Agency because he figures that if anyone can help w/ these villains it’s the people who specialize in rescue measures. The facility also has monthly physical exams to ensure that all the patients are physically healthy, and I mean... they’re doing their best on the mental/emotional thing but some villains (like Dabi) make it INCREDIBLY difficult. Also in all of these rooms there’s basic amenities, the villains get mostly free reign of the establishment until the evening when they have to go back to their rooms - all of them have also since been implanted with quirk limiters internally so that they can’t actually can’t claw the limiters off or anything like that (doesn’t mean some of them haven’t TRIED to cut them out if they got their hands on any nearby sharp object but I digress).

The Steatoda heroes are called in after about two weeks of going over all this footage, and Hawks shows up too but the chairman of this facility didn’t actually WANT him there, and has some of his own guards keep a close eye on Hawks because he’s CONVINCED that Hawks is there to kill some of the villains (even though Hawks like, ISN’T THERE TO DO THAT and told the chairman as much, the chairman doesn’t believe him. The Steatoda heroes don’t trust him either). This is so the Steatoda heroes can observe the villains, though in this specific case, Dabi in particular because the chairman THINKS something is up, he’s just not sure WHAT.

Tl;dr Dabi, from observations Abiteth and her colleagues make after viewing the footage of Dabi’s room in particular, is doing the following:

refusing to sleep, and when he does sleep, he squeezes himself UNDER the bed so he’s out of view of the camera

sits underneath where he learned the camera is positioned therefore making it impossible to 100% know what he’s doing in the room if he’s in that specific corner (where he honestly always is)

Ofc this makes it clear he doesn’t LIKE being watched/monitored, and even though the chairman agrees that they really can’t keep watching him like this, he’s on their self-unalive watch because of all the villains, he is the one who was most notoriously desperate to take himself out (this is why the chairman enlisted the help of the Steatoda Agency in the first place).They watch all the inmates eat lunch after this and Dabi is behaving p normally for someone who is hungry - oh btw Hawks is keeping himself very much out of sight, because he knows and the chairman knows that the SECOND Dabi sees him all hell will break loose, because from some semi-successful therapy sessions they’ve realized that Dabi Very Much Wants To Kill Hawks In The Most Violent Way Possible TM - but she gets that bad gut feeling when the heroes are going to reconvene with the chairman to discuss his EATING BEHAVIOR.

So she wanders into the hall where Dabi’s room is located after this and finds Compress/Geten guarding a bathroom, but she walks down the hall like she’s not paying attention to them, then gets to the end of the hall, and turns around to make her way back. Dabi comes out of the bathroom and as she’s passing by they make eye contact and he does that “th’ fuck you lookin’ at” eye/nose twitch, but HERE I SHOULD MENTION THAT ABITETH HAS A VERY GOOD SNIFFER, and she faintly smells vomit and TL;DR she continues this wandering down that specific hall after lunch/supper for about 3 days but then finds that Compress/Dabi/Geten have made the conscious decision to guard a DIFFERENT BATHROOM that is NOT in that specific hall and so she very rightly comes to the conclusion that Dabi is purging, because IF he has been forcefully exhausted all of his other options to unalive himself, then starvation is the next option, and it has ONLY flown under the radar so far because he KNOWS when the facility does the monthly physical so he gets himself into better condition for that time only and then goes back to purging.

To confirm her suspicions the chairman orders an emergency medical/physical examination on Dabi and they watch the camera to his room and his IMMEDIATE reaction to the nurse is “what the fuck are you doing here” and “you’re not supposed to BE HERE” and then using the bed as a threat because while only at a FRACTION of his usual strength he’s still quite strong. He refuses to go with the nurse and Abiteth states she can convince him to go, and at first the chairman is like “well he’s going to know that you’re deceiving him” and Abiteth is like “I’m not gonna’ deceive him”, and she asks Dabi to go on a walk with her and he’s like “do you think I’m fucking stupid” and Abiteth replies “no, because you know that at the end of the walk we’re going to end up in the medical wing”, and he decides “fine I guess I’ll go on a walk with you” because he legit wasn’t expecting her to be honest.

There’s more in here about how Abiteth berates Mera for having Hawks/Enji around and something more about how heroes have only ever HURT Dabi so why would he expect any of them to be kind to him or honest to him, when all his experiences with heroes thus far have been that they are cruel/unkind to him and lie to him (which plays a role in the below situation with Abiteth taking a leave of absence from active hero duty effectively making her a civilian).

Anyway that’s all I’ve really got so far, apart from some other events that result in the Steatoda heroes determining that Dabi is legitimately scared, and especially after Hawks (who is kinda sorta there at Mera’s request to determine if certain villains - one of those villains ofc being Dabi - should still be in this program as they’ve made little to no progress, so like no shade to Hawks pls he’s just trying to do his job) enters Dabi’s room and he understandably FREAKS OUT because he a) can’t use his quirk so he has no real way to defend himself FROM Hawks and b) is in a confined space where it would be very easy for him to get shredded by Hawks’ feathers.

Then ofc the Todoroki family gets involved and Enji/Rei and the kids DO just want Dabi to get better but ofc it’s not going well, and in the end Abiteth takes a leave of absence from working as a hero after consulting w/ the Chairman and Mera (y’know the new president of the HPSC) as everyone comes to the conclusion that Dabi will never get better if he’s confined to a facility that is constantly watching him. This leave of absence is more of a trial period thing and Hawks has to check up on Dabi’s progress weekly (at first, then bi-weekly, so on and so forth until he believes he doesn’t HAVE to check up on Dabi/Abi).

Dabi gets put under house/street arrest so he’s only allowed to be in Abiteth’s home and on the street where she lives and ONLY allowed outside if Abiteth is with him (very STRICT), and after she brings him home and she shows him his room and he finds NO CAMERAS he just face plants onto the bed and falls asleep for like. 3 WHOLE DAYS. JUST SLEEPS. But NATURALLY having access to things like sharp kitchen utensils makes the beginning of Abiteth helping him very rough but she does her best to take it in stride. And okay this, THIS IS ALL I GOT, this is AS FAR AS I GOT.

[sarah-dipitous]

Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 176

Man’s Best Friend with Benefits/The Doctor, the Widow, and the Wardrobe

“Man’s Best Friend with Benefits”

Plot Description: a police officer, who turned to witchcraft after working a case with Sam and Dean, is plagued by nightmares in which he murders innocent people

Would I Survive the First Five Minutes??: doesn’t seem like it’s simply nightmares, ya know?? Anyway, not saying that staying at home pretty much every night protects me 100% but…I do pretty much stay at home every night. These first five minutes? I’m pretty safe

You know…you never really think about the normal car ride conversations Sam and Dean have. It’s always the arguing, the mission focused ones, the ones with other people there…not the bickering about the Three Stooges

I don’t trust this dog…

Sam. Maybe MENTION that your visitor is a dog. I think Dean might be a little less weirded out……..oh. She’s no longer a dog. Um. Ohhhhhhh, she’s a familiar

It’s frankly amazing with how many crimes the boys commit and how many spells they do that they keep the attitude of “witches bad. cops good.” Come on!! Then again, this show never did understand its largest fanbase and kept trying to appeal to its intended audience

It’s gross that they cast a young, beautiful black woman to play the dog familiar to a white male cop/witch AND had her refer to him as her master. LIKE….

This is just a really bad episode. Holy fuck

“It’s not that you don’t trust me, it’s that you can only trust yourself” that hit Dean and ricocheted to hit me too. I don’t like that, Sammy…

You’re surprised you’re sneezing around Phillipe Le Chat when you’re allergic to cats??

This show is so cheap omg won’t show the transformation of the familiars. It’s actually funny

So let me get this straight, they fucked, and he let down his guard long enough to psychically show her the murders he believes he committed. Cool show

Call me and Dean prudes but it IS a little surprising to get the confirmation that they’re fucking.

Look how happy Dean is that Sam’s proud of him for not even making one beastiality joke for 15 hours since finding out James and Portia’s…arrangement

They…astral projected into the police department?? Just feels a little like cheating

So did Spencer set him up because being a witch and a cop was just…nope…it’s part jealousy part familiar fucking…

I’m so glad to hear Dean say he trusts Sam…….oh, cool. This is already taking a toll on Sam…..coughing up blood is not usually a sign that you’re good, my dude

“The Doctor, the Widow, and the Wardrobe”

Plot Description: Evacuated to a house in Dorset from war-torn London, Madge Arwell and her two children, Lily and Cyril, are greeted by a madcap caretaker whose mysterious Christmas gift leads them into a magical wintry world

(I don’t know why it keeps going back to the last few seconds of the previous episode when i definitely waited for the flip over to the next one. It’s not horribly annoying but it COULD be better)

Oh I do like the kind of awful action sequence at the beginning. Like…there IS room in my heart for bad cgi

Yeah, that’s exactly the kind of kid you could tell ALL OF THAT to and he’d not only understand all the words you just said but also comprehend and believe it

Nah because he actually does get to go home for Christmas…just…not yet

The parallel of Madge and the Doctor both breaking the doors of where the other stays. I don’t know if it MEANS anything but I do like it

One of the best things in the show is when the Doctor is amazed by what he’s done. He’s done some fun remodeling I’m this whole house and I’m in love with it

I loathe to admit it but Moffat does have some good lines. “Because every time you see them happy, you remember how sad they’re going to be, and it breaks your heart because what’s the point in them being happy now when they’re going to be sad later? The answer is, of course, because they are going to be sad later” Just. So touching. So heart wrenching.

Omgggggggggg her kids begging her to say what she always says at Christmas, that it’s going to be the best one ever. And she (and now the Doctor) is the only one who knows the truth about her husband having died in battle

He…he IS going to make sure the dad gets home safely for Christmas, right? It’s not going to JUST be part of the Narnia-esque world they’re about to go to

I never opened my presents early. I never wanted to. I never even looked for them growing up…

Something’s afoot in the forest

Sure, let’s just get the WHOLE family through the dimensional portal

Great Value Narnia doesn’t even have a Mr Tumnus…

I guess when you don’t have anyone to freak out TO, you’re gonna freak out less?? Yeah, see? Now that there are other people, she can break down about her children going missing on a far off planet in the future and how she nearly got stomped on and…had futuristic guns pointed at her and yelled at

They better explain these people made of wood soon

So, they’re some sort of protectors of this forest. I forgot this was a deforestation tale as well

Mmmm of course she’s going to be strong enough to wear the crown thingy. She’s…unenthusiastically impressed somehow

That is NOT a romantic story. He followed her til she agreed to marry him? She didn’t want to make a scene?? She’s lucky that worked out, that he was a decent guy otherwise, but why is that such a common trope?

So…I mean. Sure. The light from the ship Madge flew the forest spirits in led her husband home. I GUESS

The Ponds always setting a place at their table fit the Doctor IS making me tear up though. I was not expecting that. He finds it so unbelievable and he’s so touched by that