#and fuck it we're tagging coach too!!

[adamfanti11i]

kirill marchenko's ot winner gets the bench going // lak @ cbj, 01.25.2025

[ericshoney]

Olympic gymnast ~ Brothers!Sturniolo Triplets

Summary: Your a gymnast for team USA at the Olympics and your brothers fly to Paris to support you.

Warnings: swearing, nicknames, anxiety, fluff

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This was it. You were finally in Paris ready to show the world what you had. You were apart of the USA team for gymnastics and still couldn't believe you were actually taking part in the Olympics.

Nick, Matt and Chris had flown out to meet you in Paris, so proud you had made it this far.

You were out the back, waiting to go on the floor. You were nervous and anxious as this was your qualifying round. If you had enough points, you would move onto the next part.

"Hey kid!" Nick exclaimed, once they arrived and were led to where you were.

Once you saw all three of your brothers, you ran over, hugging them tightly. Your parents and Justin were already in their seats along with Nate, who had also flown out to see you.

"Hey!" You exclaimed.

"You excited?" Matt asked you.

"Yeah but also really anxious and nervous too." You replied.

"You'll do great sweetheart, we'll all be out there cheering for you." Nick said.

You smiled and looked out at the German who was competing now. She was twenty-two, three years older than yourself. You watched her form and knew she was doing well.

"Hey, don't worry about her." Chris said.

"Kinda hard when she's got the best points." You replied.

"Yeah bro, you even know how this fucking works?" Matt asked with a laugh.

"My bad." Chris responded with a chuckle.

You laughed and hugged him, along with Nick and Matt again.

"Go out there, have fun and try your best, okay petal, we'll be cheering." Matt said.

You smiled and nodded, watching as they went and sat with your parents, Justin and Nate. You took a deep breath, got a few words of encouragement from your teammates and coach before going out onto the floor.

You flipped, jumped and ran like you were back home. Putting all your effort into your performance. You heard the shouts and cheers from your team and family and when you finally stopped and looked over at the score, you screamed, having a nearly perfect score, knowing you now qualified for the next round.

You ran over to your family, hugging your mum who was the closest. She smiled and kissed your forehead as you were then taken into a group hug.

"We're so fucking proud of you, kid!" Nick cheered.

"That was amazing, honey!" MaryLou exclaimed.

You smiled and had a small celebration with your family before heading back to your team and coach, who also praised you greatly. You knew having all your family here was a lucky charm.

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@mattsfavbigtitties @lgbtq-girl @onelesslonelygirlbieber6 @sturniolo-fann @riowritesitall

[queerofcups]

a July rec list

I read a truly absurd amount of fanfic in July, and since I’m tracking my fic reading anyway these days, I figured, why not pull up some faves. I’ll do my best to tag authors when and where I can! I’ll throw some commentary in there to talk about why I like some of them, but rest assure this is a rec list and I think every one of them has something to love. 

Hockey RPF

In the scrawl of the ringside choir E, 37k, Hockey RPF | @goodnightpuckbunny Sid/Geno

“Geno, this is Sid Crosby,” Kris says, sitting back down. The kid towers over both of them, but seems small in the office. “You need a coach, so he’s gonna help you out.” He looks Sid over, eyes scanning like he’s looking for weaknesses, faults in his form. Sid has plenty, but he’s not fighting anymore. He doesn’t bother mirroring the gesture. He can guess without looking. “He old,” Geno eventually decrees. 

Interview with the Vampire

The Vampire Eric

E | 4k | falsescience (@theburialofstrawberries) Eric Bogosian/Jam Reiderson, Jam Reiderson

Oh ho, Eric thinks to himself, and then, aloud, because it’s just too delicious, and wouldn’t Rolin be ashamed, and a little pissed: “Oh ho!” He feels zapped alive: young, powerful, god-like. Jacob starts giggling immediately. “Did you just say ‘oh ho’?” “Or maybe aspen. What do you think, Eric?” “Not a damn clue,” says Eric, with a broad grin. “You look very satisfied. He looks very satisfied, doesn’t he?” Jacob smiles at Sam over his hitched shoulder. “Hm,” says Sam. “I think we play it safe, and go with red maple.” Yeah, Eric is certain: Jacob and Sam aren’t fucking. But they’d like to be.

First of all, I am RPF’ing these people real hard in some private chats. But largely, I like the characterization happening here, and the little turn of understanding that happens in the last third of the fic. 

reformation

E | 44k | verseau (@downstairsbar) Lestat/Louis

we're gonna heal. we're gonna start again. you've brought the orchestra, synchronized swimmers. // It makes him speechless sometimes, how much he loves Lestat. He thought for years, a decade, that it was sickness. It’s not. It’s not. Even when Louis hated Lestat, nothing was more certain than that he loved him.

There’s some great, great plotting and characterization here but/also I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve read a fic and known immediately that the author is Black. That’s obviously not a requirement of the fic I write but it's nice to have Southern Black characters really sound like people I’ve known/grown up around etc. 

let’s keep this off the record

E | 1.4k | anonymous

Louis/Santiago (sort of)

There would be no second chances for the Englishman, no opportunity for him to crawl out of some dump and seek revenge. Louis would make sure of that.

Honestly, I think it's great that fandom has a long and storied history of skullfucking. I think it's fun that weird shit like that still happens around here.

Maman

T | 2k | anonymous Claudia/Madeline, Louis/Lestat

Madeleine meets in the in-laws. Particularly one of them.

transpires

M-E | 5.8k total | familiar (@bigvampo or @camilliar? sekrit you've got so many blogs) Louis/Lestat

I mean, sekrit is just a fucking stellar writer. sekrit’s got a way of telling so much —  about a character, their mental state, the world their in —  in just a few razor sharp details. also these fics are so funny and the characterizations of Louis and Lestat feel like natural progressions from what we’ve seen in canon both in how much they love each other and how terrible they are (to each other and in general)

Harry Potter

Right. I think I’ve always been pretty upfront about my continued reading of Harry Potter fanfiction, but in case it's somehow necessary to say, please do not come to my inbox talking about JK Rowling. I don’t think about that woman and I’m very clear about what she thinks about me. 

Those Three Curses

E | 6k total | @dodgerkedavra Draco/Harry

Obviously I had a bit of a fucking dodgerkedavra moment here, but these blew me away. So much story telling in such little space. 

Former Things Come to Mind

E | 64k | dodgerkedavra

Harry Potter has had a headache for seven and a half years.

In the Presence of My Enemy E | 41k | dodgerkedavra Draco/Harry

All Harry knows is that Sectumsempra is for enemies. He doesn’t know that it will bind him to Draco Malfoy, for better or worse, ‘til death do them part.

Tiny Home

E | 30k | @wolfpants Draco/Harry/Ron

Harry and Ron left the Aurors years ago to travel the world and make up for lost time. When they finally decide to settle roots back in England, together, building a tiny home in the Lake District by hand seems like the perfect plan. What they don't realise is that Draco Malfoy already lives on the plot of land that they choose to build on. A story about years of feelings, about weaving lives in and around each other, and about finding a place safe enough to call home.

I really feel like there’s been an explosion of excellent Draco/Harry/Ron all of a sudden. One of my qualms with a lot of polyship fics is that it's very uhhh “we must do everything together” and I really love that this fic breaks that down and allows everyone to have histories and experiences together as dyads and all together. 

In Our Blood

E | 37k | secretsalex Draco/Harry

Draco is an accomplished pure-blood curse breaker, and Harry is tasked with accompanying him on his latest job—cleaning up the Van Boer mansion, which has been under a devastating fertility curse for seven generations.

I’m not even going to bullshit y’all. This fic reminded me why I love mpreg. Excellent use of body horror, body dread, suspense, all these things. Also, an mpreg fic that remembers abortion is a thing. Amazing!

Probationary Action

E | 63k | @toomuchplor Draco/Harry

As part of the terms of the probationary contract, DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY shall submit for inspection his WAND on the last day of every month, such inspection to be carried out by a duly registered and fully qualified AUROR in the employ of the MINISTRY OF MAGIC, and such inspection to include a PRIORI INCANTATEM spell to ensure that no PROHIBITED MAGICS as heretofore described have been practised by the aforementioned probationer.

I’ve been obsessed with toomuchplor since Inception and this fic reminded me why. I don’t love Auror!Harry fic (truly, just so much unchecked, delighted writing about police brutality) but I do like any fic where Harry starts to wake up to the fact that maybe just because they’re “the good guys”, not every choice made by the Aurors/Wizarding Gov’t in general is right. Also, I appreciate the expansion on the idea of sex charms!

Embers

E | 41k | @shiftylinguini Draco/Harry

Werewolf Alphas aren't meant to be alone, or to suppress their ruts indefinitely like Draco has been since he was bitten eight years ago. He needs company, companionship, to knot ― he needs an Omega Heat Companion. At least, that’s what the Healers say, and even Draco can admit contacting the person they’ve referred him to might be nice. Of course it turns out to be bloody Potter.

idk man, I like a fic that treats sex work like it's just a job. Worthy of respect, full of technical expertise, etc. 

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Both of these next fics came from @hd-wireless which has been, pound for pound, one of the best fests I've ever witness and is a testament to how important having multiple fic fests in a fandom can be! so much good shit to read!

The most he’s ever said

E | 16k | anonymous Draco/Harry

It takes them twenty years.

Two Houses

E | 11k | anonymous Draco/Harry

Two households, both alike in... meddling Floo connections, apparently? Draco Malfoy is a highly professional and well-respected Ministry official, with a demanding schedule, a loving son, and—through no fault of his own—a faulty Floo connection that keeps regurgitating the Minister for Magic through his fireplace.

I really enjoy that there's been more of a trend of writing about these two as older people and fleshing out the characterization of their kids.

[babyhuggy]

nattys - l. hughes x childhood friend & rower!reader

a social media!au

a/n: a lil self-indulgent social media!au bc ncaas are coming up soon and i had to… also nattys are in jersey this year instead of florida so i thought it was fitting :)

also, this may become a multi-part series depending on if you guys like it!! maybe even going deeper into the background of their friendship/relationship?? lmk if you want to see more!

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lhughes_06 posted to their story

yourusername a little look into the last week 🫶

liked by texasrowing, texascoxes, ybffuser, lhughes_06, and 13,355 more

yourfriend this is so cute!!!

⤷ yourusername ilysm 🥰

yourteammate1 love love love

⤷ yourteammate2 matching cowboy hats 🫡

texasrowing that's our stroke seat 💪💪

⤷ yourusername starboard side, strong side ☺️

⤷ ybffuser THATS MY BEST FRIEND!!!!

randomuser1 woah what's luke hughes doing here??

⤷ user2 👀

⤷ user3 oop is that a soft launch i see??

⤷ hockeyfan1 guys didn’t the hughes’ say they grew up across the street from her and that they train together over the summers?

⤷ user4 i think they did an interview bc her dad played hockey or coached 🤔

lhughes_06 Michiganders take Austin 🤟 #nattysinaweek

tagged yourusername

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dylanduke25 bro just dips and becomes a longhorns fan? unacceptable!!

⤷ yourusername we just do it better here ig 🤷‍♀️

⤷ _quinnhughes Blue and Maize all the way

⤷ yourusername quinny, no.

jackhughes Damn... On main too!

⤷ yourusername oh jack, it was bound to happen...

⤷ lhughes_06 not like we haven't been dating for the last year

⤷ hockeyfan01 THEY'RE DATING?!?!

⤷ randouser1 hard launch alert 🚨🚨

yourusername i love you

elblue6 You guys are so cute!

⤷ yourusername love you mama e!!

⤷ elblue6 Good luck in Florida! We're cheering you on from home!

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one week later…

yourusername DONE. NATIONAL CHAMPIONS. #hookem

tagged texasrowing

liked by lhughes_06, texasrowing, ybffuser, jackhughes, and 20,876 others

lhughes_06 So proud! I love you!

⤷ yourusername i love you, longtime!! thank you for being there and taking that picture of me and my dad 😚

⤷ ybffuser I love you guys so much its sickening

elblue6 We're so proud of you Yn!!

⤷ yourusername I love you so much! Thank you for your endless support 🥹

jackhughes The only time I'll ever be a Longhorns fan is when you're racing. So freaking proud of you!

⤷ yourusername we've come a long way from those garage shoot outs.. love you jack!

⤷ user1 its the way yn has such a good relationship with luke's family >>

⤷ user2 ik its so cute ☺️

colecaufield Summer training with a natty champ???

⤷ yourusername as if we haven't done that every summer

yourteammate1 LETS FUCKING GO

⤷ ybffuser MY BEST FRIENDS ARE NATIONAL CHAMPIONS

⤷ lhughes_06 MY GIRLFRIEND IS A NATIONAL CHAMPION

⤷ trevorzegras I DONT KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT ROWING BUT IM PROUD ANYWAYS

lhughes_06 My girlfriend is a national champion and an NCAA Woman of the Year nominee. I love you Yn and I'm so proud to have seen you achieve your dreams over the last decade!

tagged yourusername, texasrowing

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yourusername brb gonna cry

yourusername i love you so much luke

_quinnhughes Watching you grow up and achieve these things is amazing. I love you Yn, proud to call you one of my best friends!

⤷ yourusername love you so much quinny! so so so happy you shanked that puck across the street that one summer

⤷ jackhughes aren't we all?

⤷ lhughes_06 I am 🙋‍♂️

hockeyfan1 whipped

dylanduke25 So happy for you yourusername thanks for making my best friend happy

⤷ yourusername love you duker! thanks for putting up with him while i'm away :)

⤷ edwards.73 Yn out here doing God's work

⤷ lhughes_06 You should have met high school Yn then...

⤷ yourusername LUKE WARREN HUGHES!

⤷ colecaufield Oooo looks like moosey's in trouble!

randomuser I love their interactions and the love they all have for each other!!

[zoeology31]

Happy All-Star break! It's been a wild and exciting first half for the Twins, with a lot of colorful personalities and storylines. I've compiled all my favorite quotes from players and coaches in the first half as kind of a humorous summary:

"Maybe I'm too electric for my own good." — Royce Lewis, on his Opening Day injury (x)

"I told him, 'Carlos, what's your favorite bottle of wine under about $200?' And he said he doesn't drink. So I guess I'm off the hook." — Brock Stewart, on Correa throwing out Ohtani at home plate (x)

"We'll put Eddy in the blender a little bit and shake him up, and move him around." — Rocco Baldelli, on moving Julien out of the leadoff spot (x)

"It's bringing us a lot of hits and runs and stuff, so I'm all for it. It's a— For anyone that hasn't been following, it's a substantial... packaged... sausage, that Jeffers has been carrying around in his bag and throwing at people when we score runs and hit homers. So. I'm all for it; I'm slightly concerned as—I'm not even an adult, but, slightly concerned as more of an adult than maybe some of the people in the other room—that the package is going to open up, and the thing hasn't been refrigerated in many days, and there's no doubt that when that thing opens up, whoever's touching it is in deep trouble. That thing is— there's no doubt in my mind that we are carrying around something that is very, very unhealthy to the human body." — Rocco Baldelli, on the Twins' rally sausage (x)

"It's the idea of the sausage. It's the meaning behind the sausage. We're going to learn more about the sausage as the days go by." — Ryan Jeffers, on the Twins' rally sausage (x)

"I'm not a big fan of the Guardians." — Royce Lewis, on ranking his career home runs (x)

"I was carrying it the whole series waiting to get in. Probably eighth-ish time that I've ridden. First time I tipped the driver, though." — Steven Okert, on tipping the Nationals' bullpen cart driver (x)

"I just happened to look back to see where AK was, and then I saw AK, and he's like, 'Yeah!' And I was like, 'YEEEAAAHHH!' He got me going." — Byron Buxton, on Kirilloff's go-ahead homer (x)

"For me, he lives on another planet. He's fucking great with his hands." — Jhoan Duran, on Correa's tagging skills (x)

"He looked like one of those assassins from Breaking Bad." — Ryan Jeffers, on López's new facial hair (x)

"Not superstitious, just a little stitious." — Pablo López, quoting The Office, on changing his facial hair (x)

"He's really bald. Like shinily bald. I think it's because he lost the facial hair." — Ryan Jeffers, on Lewis's return to the team (x)

"I played a lot of Guitar Hero when I was growing up, so I knew what to do with it." — Carlos Correa, on the Prince guitar home run celebration (x)

"Hell yeah, I was surprised! I felt it go in my glove, but my whole arm kind of went over, so I didn't know what I would be bringing back. I didn't expect to bring back a baseball, so when I looked and I had it, I was like, 'Dang, that's not bad.'" — Austin Martin, on his home run-robbing catch (x)

"I told Pop today: Hey, I don't do that slump thing. That's not a real thing for me." — Royce Lewis, on going 0-for-5 the previous day (x)

"Pete who? I didn't talk to Pete today." — Rocco Baldelli, on Ober's complete game (x)

"I think we're playing good, and all the team, we feel sexy." — Christian Vázquez, on winning the series vs the Astros (x)

"I mean, it's a joke. It's a joke. Yeah, I thought I hit the ball hard yesterday and it was like 99. I don't understand it. If he hits one near me and I'm at first base, he's going to kill me." — Brooks Lee, on Wallner's team-leading exit velocities (x)

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I love these guys. What's your favorite quote from the first half, and are there any that I missed?

[georgevilliers]

challengers fic recs

so in light of my previous post about art/patrick dynamics in fics, here are some fics I've read that I have really enjoyed so far (I'm not listing them here but please always be mindful of the tags and ratings...most of these are porn, so)

backslide - spqr - “So,” Patrick says, after an awkward minute. “I’m still your emergency contact.” “I forgot to change it,” Art lies.

this monstrous fire - kithmet - Afterward, in the hotel room, there’s a shift.

futile devices - emarallax - It hurts. Art had come to forget. Not to remember. “I’m sorry,” he begins, much more mellow now. “I had a shit day and I read the whole thing wrong.” “No no no no,” he shakes his hands placatingly in front of him, smiling even wider now. “You didn’t. I’m Patrick.” Art gives him a polite smile in return, “Art.” “You certainly are,” Patrick murmurs.

brutalizer - spqr - “If you win tomorrow,” Tashi tells Patrick, "I’ll let you fuck him.”

my moral standing is laying down - comosum - “It means he likes me to talk about you when we fuck,” Tashi says, blunt. Art feels every part of him go hot. “Tashi,” he says. “What?” Tashi asks. “We were going there anyway.”

cherrylime - concentrate, kocasoda - Their hotel room is still ten degrees hotter than it should be.

no 'i' in three - sundermount - “I am a stay-at-home husband, if you haven’t noticed,” Art says drily. “Taking care of my daughter while you fly around the world with my wife, Mister Calvin Klein.”

soft living - spanish_sahara - Years after the New Rochelle Challenger. Vignettes of a summer in Los Angeles.

is a dream a lie if it don't come true or is it something worse - comosum - “Have you read this?” Tashi doesn’t raise a brow but she does level him with a look. The look says that if she wanted to exert more than an iota of effort into this conversation, she would raise a brow. “Did you buy,” she drawls, still tapping out a rhythm on her laptop, “a teen magazine?” “It’s GQ,” Art says. There’s a beat. “Tashi.”

hit where it hurts - plastiswafers - Art's still not good enough, and Tashi needs another favor before the US Open begins. Patrick is all too happy to oblige.

games to play - civilbores - Art agrees to go on a road trip with Patrick and Tashi, and gets more than he bargained for.

triptych - kithmet - Tashi begins coaching Patrick—as does Art, in a way.

put all you need in me - melobaby - In which the hotel with Tashi wasn't the first time Art and Patrick have kissed.

if it turns out i peaked in high school just shoot me - anonymous - (it's a high school au)

it's only sex (it's only sex) - sharkhead - He just cracked open the window, and pulled a box of cigarettes and a lighter from his jacket, half on the floor and half on her desk chair. He was musing on how far he must have thrown it, when Tashi says, voice clear and even from the bed, “You talk about Art a lot when we're fucking.”

we kiss and we keep busy - madddi13 - "Patrick what- what are you doing?” “Entertaining myself, Arty.” He says matter of factly, then leans up and sucks on Art’s skin.

knee deep in the passenger seat - melobaby - Two weeks after their Challenger, Art and Patrick have a night to themselves. They have a lot to talk about.

too bright to look at - timeloops - That’s the thing about Patrick Zweig. All he does is want. He doesn’t know how to stop. —patrick zweig, on desperately wanting someone to look back at you, even if you have to drive them away to do it

like real love - vokdas - Art tries not to worry about whether his wife loves him because he was always second to tennis anyway, and then third to Lily, and that’s fine. It’s not until he’s pushed to fourth that the wound starts to rot.

plausible deniability - plastiswafers - The page is unambiguously TMZ, but most of the screen is a photograph. A shitty photograph, to be sure, one that looks like it was taken with someone’s iPhone 4 and left to marinate for the better part of a decade—but a photograph. Of Art. And Patrick. At the Grove, two days ago. Patrick is kissing what could charitably be called Art’s cheek but is, in reality, the corner of his mouth. Art has an arm looped around Patrick’s shoulders. He’s all smiles. The headline: Following US OPEN FLAMEOUT, Art Donaldson seen with MYSTERY…MAN? DIVORCE RUMORS hit fever pitch—WHERE’S TASHI?

open heart / open container - comosum - “I don’t think you ever bought your own cigarettes in the six years I knew you.” “You’ve known me eighteen years,” Art corrects, instinctively.

che sarà sarà - galehautstomb - Art had been married to Tashi for half a decade and was still amazed by her ruthless efficiency in every aspect of her life. This included, to the surprise of no one who knew her well, vacations – or rather, breaks snuck between tennis matches which she qualified as such.

[the-ultimate-pie-family]

Left 4 dead ponyville part infinity ♾️

~bill, zoey, louis, Francis, Rochelle, coach, Nick, and ellis were in the unknown realm~

Stay frosty group. "They pushed on not seeing no infected or special infected yet" bill. Where are we? Looks like a village. I have no idea if we're safe here. It's quite too. I hate quiet places...... "Francis sighed in disappointment they kept moving till they got a light flash signaling for survivors' safe house, but Bill was nervous about going there, but they had to get somewhere safe so they quickly and quietly ran for the safe house" hello anyone in here. Are you not infected? you eight? No, we are teleported here by a rift in time. Wait, Bill, is that you, you old goat? Blood? "Pinkie lighted some candles." it is you guys. How many years now? Years blood, "they laughed quietly," so what happened? We don't know we helped ellis team to the island and then here what's up with you? More kids than I can handle and a girlfriend too. "Then copper came bust through the door of the castle." we have a problem. What's up? Infected everywhere blood what's going on here "then surprise Jr appeared" so the gang is all here expect the bitch bot is too but it is time for Armageddon brother your team against my army of demons and infected good luck. You son of a bitch! "Blood threw a book at surprise, but he teleported away before it hit him." Now what? I don't know. This just got us fucked. Shut up, shh? Run? Dad? Run!!! "Three tanks busted through the door, and the walls as they started running up the stairs." Don't stop! "Bill and ellis was covering them so they can escape. Bile boom incoming "ellis through a bile jar at the three tanks" move kid ellis ran for the exit" bill come on were not leaving you "the three tanks were hot on bill ass" jump "bill puffed on his joint lighting the molotov as ellis jumps bill threw the molotov at the vomit covered tank exploding them and bill kill all four of them" BILL!!!!!!!!!!!! Zoey ran to save him." Stop her, "ellis, and Francis grabbed the screaming and crying zoey, pulling her back to the safe house." Bill, noooooo......... "they stranded there silencely for the lost of Bill," may we see you again, old friend "copper scan the exploden for survivors" no life blood. Dammit this is going bad already. Blood, why now is he doing this? It's Satan copper he's always trying to best me. We just got to stay alive and survive

Mod pie: this was supposed to be a short story lol

Tags: @vanitythevantropist @ask-coppertop

[mmuffncakes]

20 questions for fic writers

Tagged by @voidcat-senket who is a wonderful person defo check them out!

1. How many works do you have on ao3?

15, shockingly.

2. What’s your total ao3 word count? 142,962, which 60k of that is towards yeehaw/shadow currently.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Currently just Star Wars, but I do write for L4D2 on tumblr!

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Love In An Elevator - a VERY old SpiderVenom fic that is by far probably my legacy on a03 despite it having been abandoned back in 2016. It was mainly a massive fluff piece of Eddie and Peter falling in love while meeting each other in the elevator of their shared apartment complex and soon enough, Eddie's past comes back to haunt him. There was a time where I had planned to make a 3-parter to finish it, and I lost that outline for it years ago and just never had the motivation to write it again.

2. Burnt Coffee - Another fluffy SpiderVenom of them waking up together post sex and just enjoying each other's presence. Another very old one. But it was a short and sweet one-shot that even I still read back on to this day.

3. Pipe - This was a Corvo/Outsider fic that was based around a single tweet from Harvey Smith about how Corvo would, on the occasion, smoke a pipe for something special. So I wrote about Wyman proposing to Emily and them becoming engaged and Corvo smoking a pipe as a celebratory thing. There he's visited by Outsider and some trippy vague sex happens and the god spends the night. This was probably the fic that really solidified my repetitive writing style that I still use today.

4. Pluvial - Another Dishonored fic. This one was written post the first game, with uncertain chaos ending of just the Outsider giving Emily her first meeting with him. It was more of a character study into the two and was before the novel and the second game had been announced. I had planned on making a sequel years ago called Petrichor, but never got around to it. I'm now realizing that 2/3rds of my Dishonored fics are titled with the letter P.

5. This Isn't Bourbon - I'm actually... shocked that this is the next one for Kudos. This is a short Modern AU fluff one-shot of Ronin and Tara from the movie Epic. Where Ronin fucks up on asking for a Bourbon Old Fashioned and asks for chocolate milk because he's smitten with the bartender (Tara). I wrote this one in a night when I SHOULD have been working on a project. To be honest, I was shocked this one even got up as high as it did for anything, as it was just a silly little thing. But then again, the Ronin/Tara people are hungry for anything,

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

I do respond to comments! I don't get to all of them, but I do try to respond to all of them. Certain ones on old fics (like Love in an Elevator) I tend not to as they're just reminiscing on the fic being left alone. But if I post something new or I'm just flattered by the comment (wHICH TO BE FAIR, I'm always flattered???? some of y'all are too fucking nice), I try my best to respond! Interaction is always fun for me.

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

OH FUCK that would be Birdcall! I had been playing L4D2 once and everyone had died (playing realism mode, so no respawns) and Ellis caw-caw'd out expecting a return (as if the team gets separated they'll caw-caw back, or at least Coach will?), and never got one as the team was dead. So I decided to write up a literal all hurt no comfort fic of the team dying one by one and Ellis have to make it through the Parish chapter himself. And when he gets to the end of the game and onto the helicopter, he gets excited and turns to tell the team but remembered he was the only one left alive. I cried typing it ngl.

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

If we're talking the longer fics I have, that would be Connor Get Your Priorities Straight, an Assassins Creed 3 collection I did of Connor and Mason Wheems connecting and falling in love over the course of a year. Each chapter was written during the season/weather I was currently experiencing (since the game took place near home of good ol' Boston) and was just them living their lives. And of course, it ends up with them together .

8. Do you get hate on fic?

Since moving to AO3, I have not received any hate. I used to get a lot of hate back on fanfic.net from the infamous Fox Familiar if anyone knows of her. And then some general odd hate in ways of mockery from others. But since moving from there, I've received none, and let me tell you it helped a LOT with the self-esteem with writing as I was still a minor when I got the hate.

9. Do you write smut?

I doooooo~ On occasion, for the most part. I've done a few PW/oP's and then emotional PW/P's. Of all the longer pieces I have none have smut chapters (very soon to that changing). I've come to realize, however that my best smut is when I write it as like, an experience, rather than explicitly. It's about the intimacy, the connection, the feelings, the experience, rather than just Person A does this to Person B. Person B does this to Person A. Which, do not get me wrong, I still love it when I see it, and it's a VERY fun way to read and write, but I find that I struggle with that style. So weird experimental stuff it is!

10. Do you write crossovers?

I could. I don't think I've ever written a crossover outside of roleplay? But I haven't yet!

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

ONCE. There was that HUGE breach a few years back on AO3 where a bunch of peoples fics got stolen onto a website that requires you to pay to even look at it, and I had to send like 3 e-mails to customer support with a copy-paste about stuff. This was back in like... I think 2019? And they'd nagged I think my Uncharted fics and my SpiderVenom ones.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I have not! I do know that I have a few Spanish speaking readers (who've made a few comments before) that I would love to translate the fic for, but I know I'm not skilled enough in Spanish (and the Spanish I know is Puerto Rican-slanged Spanish) to do so. I know, in time, I do plan on writing a fic in Irish once I get better at the language (I'm still learning!).

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

I have not! It's something I think about a lot when it comes to my friends and such, writing something together but I have no idea if I can beat my walls down to let someone else take over on things when it comes to how I write and such. It's SUCH a thing for me. In time, I would love to. Where I'm at right now? Probably not.

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

All-time??? Gosh. I think, of all the ships I have, there's one I keep coming back to, regardless of time and place, it's something that I think of so much and how much I joke about how it's the blueprint for all future ships of mine, and that's Corvo/Outsider. It's the one I think of the most between all my hyper fixations, and it was one of the first ships that my partner and I had gotten into and done so much with before we even started dating. And to this day it is an important ship to the two of us.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but probably won’t?

Love In An Elevator. I feel like it's awful parent, neglecting it for years despite the fact I had written out a whole 3-parter outline to finish it up. Maybe, in time, I may try to again, down the line. But it would be a wild jump from 2016 writing and 2023 writing as I went through an entire degree and developed more and more of my writing style. But I lost motivation for it years ago. So there's always this hesitation of "Oh I'll pick it up!" and then I sit there knowing I would end up dropping it again.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I don't know. From my point of view, there's always things to improve upon. I've come to discover, with the recent writing of shadow of the mountain, that I've got a good voice for many of the characters, understanding their motivations, their tones, etc. And I find that my sense of writing pure dread and fear tends to work well as that's something I've been working on in ttrpg horror campaigns. (Hi Barq, I still think about the time I genuinely scared you and I'm still very VERY SORRY, I LOVE YOU)

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Planning. I have only recently started making outlines for my works. And even then, I don't follow it to a T as I tend to keep adding and adding. ALSO, FUCKING COMMAS. I USE THEM TOO MUCH! SOMEONE STOP ME.

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

It's a situational thing. Certain things, like shouting out surprised ( "DIOS MIO!" for example) is fine, as it's part of being bilingual. I found myself shouting in Irish the other day at someone who cut me off! Without even thinking! As well as if the other person is also speaking in that language, go for it. But those fics where the character says something in a language that they had never spoken in in cannon without the explicit headcannon being mentioned, and then all of a sudden "oh sorry, I forgot you don't speak that"/"oh sorry, it's hard to switch out sometimes", I DUNNO MAN, rubs me the wrong way. This is also coming from someone who has English as their first language and is currently learning Irish through an app, and Puerto Rican Spanish through proxy of partner's family. But that language stuff CAN work, it just has to be in the right setting and make sense.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

First one I wrote for on AO3 that wasn't me moving things over from fanfic.net was actually Uncharted! But over all, from years ago? Wee me who was probably 14 or something? Either Kingdom Hearts or Final Fantasy.

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

That would be the one I'm currently working on: shadow of the mountain. This is the first BIG fic I've written in a long time. The last big one being to catch smoke for the Dishonored Big Bang 2017, of which feels tiny in comparison to the current one. Shadow has been such a test of my skills to where I joked about "nothing is a coincidence" to the point where I had to make a tag for it because of how much intertwining and interweaving this fic has with itself. There's still so much I haven't fully revealed yet and so much I've hinted at (that some have caught on to) that I'm just--it feels good to write it. It feels good to push myself to something so intricate for each and every detail since the very first sentence. I can't wait to finish it.

Tag 20 people: TWENTY? THAT'S SO MANY. i think senket tagged some of you already but im retagging :D @nightingalesighs @etoiline @missinkylace @xenalistair (DO THIS FOR YOUR ART <3) @paper-crane-castles . I got 5. Meg ain't got a fuckin tumblr so I can't assault her with it.

[zezacle]

I just had a weird dream and I'm gonna try to recall it for you:

High-school gymnasium. Playing baseball and being way too serious about it. Especially since the bases are random objects and the ball is a little plastic football. Its our coach as our manager and another coach as other manager. For some reason the coaches step out halfway through the game and leave us to play.

We're sitting down on the sidelines (dugout) waiting for our turn to bat when I realize I am getting skipped. My (mostly girls) team is just skipping me because they know that I'm terrible. (I haven't had batting practice since my Tee Ball years after all) Next inning, I take up mantle as player-manager since Coach is gone. No one argues me. I put someone out and say I'm on deck.

She hits a triple and I walk up to the plate and pick up the red plastic wiffleball bat that is basically weightless. I focus in. I can't be shown up in this sport I claim to love. I gotta produce. Drive in this run... or at least not strike out. I stare down this massive senior girl pitcher who is intimidating as hell, take my stance...

Hit-by-pitch in the leg. (Doesn't hurt because again its a tiny plastic football) Oh thank fuck. I take my base. On first, I start to zone out and don't notice the grounder to pitcher who then walks to the baseline to get the tag out on me. She's standing there, menacingly, tossing the ball up and down to catch it, just waiting for me. I start walking, accepting my fate when I turn my head and see our runner score. She turns to look and remembers "oh shit there was someone on third" which makes her drop the ball. The football. The weird, egg-shaped ball that is known to bounce unpredictably.

I immediately sprint past her as she's chasing it and make it safe to second base. Second base is a plushie, so it slides around the gym floor as I step on it. My brain skips the next play (again dreamscape) so now I'm on third, bases loaded, 1 run scored, 0 outs. This giantess pitcher is mad, and most if it is directed at me, the worst player, who she HBP, then errored on, and now is about to score.

Suddenly she charges the plate and tags it (there isn't a catcher, its gymnasium dream baseball), she points to me and yells "You're out! Force out!" Everyone is a bit confused, including me. I'm like uh, no? That's not how it works? I'm safe on third (which is the end of a pool noodle btw) and the batter isn't on the basepath yet, so he can't force the runners to advance. An argument ensues. I call time and say I'm gonna get Coach to sort this out.

I walk over to the adjoining gymnasium (my HS had two gyms) to find the other gym class sitting on the floor while our Coaches (managers) are in a screaming match with each other about something. Not wanting to interrupt, I notice two adults spectating the argument, a female black teacher and the School Officer (who in the dream wasn't the white dude we had at our school, but instead an older white woman). I approach them, "Hey, either of you know baseball?" Black teacher says yes.

I explain the conflict that's happening in the other gym and ask who's in the right. She shakes her head at the situation and pulls out a massive pad of paper (the kind teachers use to draw venn diagrams and shit) and a sharpie, presumably to illustrate whatever she was about to say. This black woman then says: "That's what Joe Biden'll do to ya." And begins drawing her diagram.

"What?" I respond, incredulously. "The fuck does that have to do with anything? I'm asking about baseball, not politics."

She gives me a dumbfounded look like they are clearly one in the same.

"I don't give a fuck about Joe Biden! I justed wanted to know what the rule is when a pitcher steps off the mound and- wait a minute. That's a balk. Batter goes to first. On loaded bases. I score a run. Nevermind."

And that's when instead of turning around and returning to the other gym, I must've been raptured from the perspective of these dream people because I woke up after that realization.

[heartvess]

let's talk about my absence && a cry for help.

Life has been, hectic. It just got worse, and I can assure you that it won't get better for a few months yet. There may be trigger warnings for some people, but I'll do my best to tag them accordingly:

A week ago, I took my mom to the Emergency Room. She'd been sick for a few days, and her fever just wouldn't come down. We thought maybe she had a gnarly cold since she home tested for Covid 3 times and all were negative. On Saturday, February 5th, the reality of why my mom was sick came to the worst outcome her team of doctors could give.

My mom was diagnosed with AML. AML is Acute Myeloid Leukemia. She has cancer. It isn't slow. It isn't nice, and it doesn't fucking care that she's otherwise healthy. That she has bills, a truck to pay off. It just doesn't fucking care. With Covid procedure, I'm only able to be with her for 12 hours a day. Daily. And the journey won't end when her 2 to 3 month hospital stay ends. With a blood cancer, we're doing the most aggressive treatment in a time where an infection is a wrong conversation away.

Chemotherapy began yesterday, and we are hopeful.

That doesn't help us right now. That doesn't help me make the missing payments on her truck, the rent, cellphone bills, and the bills of fighting fucking cancer.

So, I'm doing something I don't know if I'm ever going to good at doing. I'm asking for help.

For one year of payments on her truck, to save a business she's spent over 30 years wanting + all the other expenses mentioned above, my aunt, husband, and I started a gofundme. I know the number is daunting. It scares the shit out of me, too. I just really need help.

Any small donation, sharing, all of it will help. Take the link and help me get it out there? A few dollars towards her needs right now? Anything.

here is the link to the gofundme (and yes, I know it deadnamed me. my mom's well-being is more important):

[flrtwoo]

wc: 1.3k

as changmin neared the locker room, he heard a bunch of shouts and hoots coming from inside. soon after, a crowd of highschool kids started making their way out of the room, buzzing with energy and excitement. siyeon, who was in the crowd, spotted him and ran towards her favorite uncle.

"uncle changmin!" she shouted, earning a jolt from the clueless guy. when he saw siyeon coming his way, he smiled so wide and opened his arms for her. she jumped into the hug, laughing in happiness.

"that's a lie, you now have all the time in the world to do mom's errands WHICH you can't run away from anymore!"

"okay... maybe but don't think that i'm not dragging you with me to do them!"

you watched changmin and siyeon interact so animatedly from the entrance of the locker room, and you couldn't help but fall even further for the guy who's already stolen your heart. his smile could literally light up the whole world, you truly believed that.

"so i lost to dimples? huh."

"so i lost to dimples? huh."

you turned to meet the owner of the voice. "younghoon i still don't know how to respond to your comments, i love you but also are we really okay?"

your best friend laughed as he slung an arm around your shoulders. "YES we're okaaay it's just funny to see your reactions whenever i make comments about my crush on you!"

"you're sick, you know that? sick in the motherfriking head." you poked his head, younghoon continuing to laugh. "i know, i know."

from his peripheral vision, he saw changmin waving siyeon goodbye and walking towards you. with that, younghoon made it his cue to leave.

"looks like lover boy is coming right this way, so don't feel pressured to come to the lunch! i'll take care of the kids for now, you enjoooy your time." he teased and winked at you. you pretended to gag, mouthing a "what the fuck?" to him as he shrugged and left your side.

once you faced forward, you were met with a very nervous-looking changmin. "congrats y/n! you're the last person i needed to congratulate, i already spoke with younghoon but yea." he said.

"thanks changmin." you gave him a soft smile. he looked extremely anxious and you didn't know what was going through his head, so the both of you just kind of stood there in an awkward silence.

as you were about to end the conversation because where tf was this going to go, changmin cleared his throat. "i know your busy with the team, but can we talk? there's something i actually need to say to you."

"oh, sure! we can talk outside, at least it doesn't smell like chlorine and sweat out there." you commented, trying to lighten the mood. however, changmin didn't respond and just made a beeline towards the entrance of the arena.

you were confused, a little scared even. "what if he didn't want to be friends anymore? what if he was moving away to someplace far? what if he's not actually human? what if-"

"y/n, don't worry! it's nothing of that sort." he chuckled. "holy shit i thought out loud." your face grew beet red, and you stuttered out an apology for how he shouldn't have heard your thoughts.

you two eventually made it outside after an excruciating minute of you fanning the red out of your face and him trying to hold in his laughter at your embarrassment. you found a bench and sat on it, gesturing for him to follow.

as he sat down, he rubbed his hands against his pants, wiping off the nervous sweat that had formed. "okay, y/n i'll need you to listen to me carefully. let me know your thoughts after, alright?" he asked as he turned to face you.

"will do changmin!" you turned to face him too and flashed him an encouraging smile.

changmin was nervous in front of you, but the warmth you exuded from your smile alone was enough to give him the confidence to just think fuck it and tell you what he's been meaning to tell you for a while now.

"y/n the way we met, it was so, how do i put this... out of the blue? i mean, who expects to be punched during work duty and be pushed into the pool for literally standing there?"

you laughed at this, recalling the memory of how messed up your first and second meetings were.

"okay, i admit the second time was partly my fault, but still! it's crazy to tell people 'yea i met them in a haunted house where i was the scarer they punched'! but honestly, it's a much more interesting story than all the other 'how did you meet?' stories out there."

you nodded in agreement.

"when i met you the third time, you as siyeon's coach and me as her uncle, not gonna lie i wasn't the happiest about that. i'm sure you knew that too. but we kept meeting and meeting again under the most unexpected circumstances, and eventually i just thought 'maybe they're meant to be in my life, one way or another.'"

"we started talking more and hanging out, and soon i started looking forward to every time we talked and, well, hung out. i mean, you made even the boring things seem fun! that time i was studying for that dance theory test? all you did was ask the dumbest questions and i was already on the floor laughing my ass off!"

you wanted to protest about how your questions were NOT dumb, but changmin stopped you.

"i'm sorry, yes your questions were not dumb, i was just kidding." he patted your head, smiling affectionately at you. you rolled your eyes, however a smile similar to his soon made its way to your face too.

seeing you look at him with so much love in your eyes made something in his mind click and suddenly, his thoughts have never been clearer.

his heart's never been happier.

he didn't just like you. you meant so much more to him, and he knew you needed to know.

"what i'm trying to say is: home is somewhere i feel happy in, where i feel comforted, where i feel loved. and if being with you makes me feel those things, then y/n you are my home. and i hope you feel the same way, because i love you."

changmin exhaled as if he was holding his breath the entire time. he looked at you expectantly, waiting for your answer.

you, on the other hand, was shocked. just plain shocked, and you didn't know what to do, how to react, or what to even say.

the guy who'd stolen your heart had just admitted that you've stolen his heart too, so how the fuck do you respond to that.

after you had stayed silent for 13, 14, 15 seconds (yes, changmin was counting), he lost all hope. sighing, he looked down at his hands. "i'm sorry for putting this all on you, i knew it was a stupid idea, i'm sorry-"

you cupped changmin's cheeks to stop him from talking. he looked up, meeting your glassy eyes. you slowly neared his face until you were inches apart, and whispered your reply.

"i love you too, dumbass."

you closed the distance, lips meeting his as you kissed him slowly, sweetly. he smiled into the kiss, holding you as if you could disappear between his fingers.

it was a very romantic moment that unfortunately didn't last very long, because shortly after a bird landed on changmin's head causing him to scream, you to scream, and the bird to go number 2 on his head.

but oh well, everything about your relationship was so out of the blue anyways, right?

out of the blue | jcm

[chapter 19]

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summary: when you find out that one of the students you coach is the niece of the guy you accidentally punched in the face and pushed into a pool, you're not surprised that he's, well, disappointed at the outcome. however, you're determined to make amends with him for the sake of his niece... and maybe for the sake of his cute face too.

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a/n: I'M SO SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE i had to finish writing this piece but 🥲 last update on wednesday AAAA i hope you guys liked this chapter though, i didn't expect to go past 1k but i think i got carried away? 😃 it's not super edited too, so i'm really sorry if there are any mistakes!! please send me a message or tell me thru the ask box if there are hehe THANK UU <3

[softranswolves]

Hiii, for the drabble game, 44 and Scott/Jackson! Smut is okay, but I prefer not atm, but if you want, go ahead!! :D

So sorry for the delay!! I don't know if I've ever written mono scackson, so this was fun! I hope it isn't too short, I'm writing while at work 😅 set during 3x05 when the bus stops.

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As the others lean him against the dingy bathroom wall, Scott faintly hears Isaac, Boyd, and Jackson getting into it. They'd been keeping it together on the bus, but now that they were no longer in a confined space they're gearing up for a fight.

"Have to stop 'em- " he slurs out, the words not coming out right. His eyes are closed against the flickering lights, too bright to think clearly.

"What you need to do is stop," Allison mutters, gently pushing his bare shoulder back to get a better look at the wound. He gets dizzy and obeys, knowing he doesn't have enough control over his body to do otherwise.

Stiles and Lydia have left after staring at him longer than necessary, and he tunes in to the sound of them arguing with Coach, trying to buy time. He shifts his focus just slightly to hear Isaac and Jackson discussing how they'll happily tag-team punishing Ethan. Boyd is silent, but that isn't unusual.

"Scott? Scott, stay with me," he hears Allison plea, her voice thin with worry. She's been muttering to herself and he can taste the slightest bit of salt in the air from her tears.

"'m awake," Scott says, or at least he thinks he does. It's getting harder to tell what is real and what is inside his head. He feels like he could fall asleep but somehow knows he shouldn't. Things go quiet as he starts to feel peace, rest taking over him.

"Scott! SCOTT! Fuck. If you die, I'm gonna kill you." This voice sounds familiar, deeper.

"Jackson?" Scott mumbles weakly, his eyes flickering open.

"No, your dad," Jackson quips sarcastically, unable to help himself. "Yes, it's me, Scott. Allison thought you could use some pain drain and Isaac and Boyd got a little preoccupied when they found out how bad this was." He gestures to Scott's abdomen where blood is caked under the haphazard stitches.

Jackson pulls Scott up, more careful than he has before, and places his hands on Scott's shoulder and cheek.

"Hey, McCall, you with me?" He lightly taps his hand against Scott's face to keep him present.

"Yeah, I'm here." His voice is building a bit more strength now that he's been stitched up, the pain dulled enough to function again. "What did you say about Isaac and Boyd?"

"Best if I show you," Jackson admits.

He pulls Scott's arm over his shoulder to take his weight, the other looped around Scott's waist, and steers them outside. Students are huddled around something, and Scott gets a sudden tang of blood in the air. He looks over to Jackson who just huffs out an exasperated noise and they continue forward.

The sound of flesh hitting flesh is jarring, but even more so is seeing Isaac as the one doling out the pain. Ethan is leaning against a tree, blood splattered on his face as Isaac continues. Boyd stands off to the side as though considering joining, while Stiles and Danny attempt to pull Isaac back to no avail.

"Isaac!" Scott yells, his wolf echoing into the edges of his voice. There's no response at first, besides other classmates looking on curiously, but when Scott tries again Isaac finally stops and turns around.

"Scott?" He asks, confusion and relief painted across his face.

Scott merely gives a nod and Isaac ducks his head, realizing how far he went. A hush falls over the students until Coach is shepherding everyone back on the bus. Once situated, Scott finds himself sitting next to Jackson.

"If you want, you can lay your head down. I can keep pulling your pain on the way to the meet." He's looking out the window, clearly trying to limit how much his emotions are on display.

"I didn't think you cared," Scott says simply. "I mean, I know we're on better terms now than before the kanima business, but I thought you hated me."

"I never hated you Scott," Jackson sighs, gently pulling Scott's head down onto his lap, hand in his hair as he gently scratches while pulling pain.

[verobatto]

Destiel Chronicles

Vol. XCVI

It was a love story from the very beginning.

The Destiel Reunion and the Cowboys Date

(13x06)

Hello my dears! We are finally here, in TOMBSTONE fanfiction 🤣

And of course, a whole unique volume for this delicious episode.

Dean is happy now

The reunion between Cas and Dean was really very beautiful. First of all we have Dean incredulous face, he can't believe what his eyes are seeing, he can't believe Cas is alive and in front of him.

DEAN: Cas, is that really you?

SAM: No. You're – you're dead.

CASTIEL: Yeah, I was. But then I… annoyed an ancient cosmic being so much that he sent me back.

Dean is hopes, Sam reality in this dialogue. Every inch of Dean wished Cas to come back. Now that he has him there, his eyes can't believe, but he really wants. And Sam brings back the fact that Cas was definitely dead.

SAM: I don't even know what to say.

DEAN: I do. Welcome home, pal.

(Gif set credit @gabrielokun )

This hug is beautiful, Sam is still surprised, but Dean react with a hug, he missed his angel so much, he is the one "running towards him" at first. The emotion in his eyes, and the relieved and happiness to have him back. The love of his life is back, after so much suffering.

CASTIEL: How long was I gone?

DEAN: Too damn long.

(Gif set credit @shirtlesssammy )

And here we have the difference between Family Love and Romantic Love:

When Mary Winchester comes back in 12x01, she makes the same question Castiel did. But Dean's answer is different. He can calculate the exacting days and years his mother had been dead. But with Cas is different, Cas represents the love of his life, his hopes, he was suicidale after he was gone, so... That time Cas wasn't there with him, it felt like eternal. That's why he didn't calculated, Because it was TOO DAMN LONG.

And he says it with the painful remembrance in his eyes, red because he wasn't sleeping well, and because he maybe had crying so many times.

After this angsty scene, we have a huge change in Dean. He is happy now, so happy, that he can't hide it. He is shinning again. Smiling. Hopeful. And in addition, he has a cowboy adventure, even when the data they have from Dodge City isn't that clear, he drags the whole team to it.

And just like in season 5, he rewrites TFW now 2.0, describing each member enthusiastically.

DEAN: Yeah, but we should probably check it out.

CASTIEL: Wait. Really?

DEAN: Yeah, we've done more on less. Besides Dodge City's kind of, uh, kind of awesome. All right, well… two salty hunters, one half-angel kid, and a dude who just came back from the dead. Again. Team Free Will 2.0. Here we go.

Before continuing with this happy Dean, let's check a mystery, that had been solved in season 15. Why Jack had power on the Empty or how is that Cas woke up. Of course it was Jack's power over the Empty, because he will be new god, but also, it was the Profound Bond, the deep love these men feels for each other the path Jack used to find Castiel. Is so freaking romantic I just can't...

Okay, coming back now with happy Dean...

And how Sam was trying to make him confess... Something else. Noticing the change in his brother, knowing what was the cause of it, it was so blatant, that the smart little brother confirms here Dean's true feelings for the angel...

SAM: Still can't believe you brought your own hat.

DEAN: Well, I can't believe you didn't.

SAM: You're in a good mood, huh?

DEAN: Yeah. And?

Sam was waiting some time alone to ask this to him. Imagine you saw your brother in so bad shape a day ago, suicidal, not having faith or hopes in life... An now, he's happy, shining. Smiling. Laughing. What could happen? Of course, CAS is back... But is Dean ready to confess what he feels for him to his brother? Or even, to recognize his own feelings for the angel?

(Gif set credit @deansplushy )

Dean recognize Castiel is not just the win he needed, but the BIG WIN he wanted in his heart. And he stops there. He can't say more, but is not necessary to say it. Sam is an insightful person, and he gets it. He understands and confirms Dean loves Castiel in that special way. But he is not ready to "come out from the closet" . And the scene that comes after this one, is Sammy, smiling crookedly and tilting his head, Because he knows the message behind those words. He turns back and closes a closet. Pure Symbolism.

Cowboys Adventures

Let's jump now to the "angry bear" scene.

What it means? Simply and perfectly, that scene means CASTIEL WATCHING DEAN SLEEPING OR EVEN TRYING TO WAKE HIM UP. Both of it reveals CASTIEL IN DEAN'S ROOM. INTIMACY. First hint of scene we've never seen. But indirectly pointing at a canon fact. And we love it.

Also, bossy, grumpy Dean that needs his coffee to function. And Castiel just submissively obeying his angry bear and sitting back in the coach... Damm these two... Their dynamic had always been like that, but we didn't have enough of it. We didn't have enough of domestic destiel.

Then, once in the car, Castiel is wearing a cowboy hat. So, it means they had to go to buy it somewhere. Just Imagine Dean looking for a cowboy hat to fit in Cas' head.

He fixes his boyfriend, because he wants him to look even more good.

DEAN: All right, listen, these Dodge City cops aren't likely to trust big city folks, so we're gonna have to blend.

CASTIEL: Which is why you're making me wear this absurd hat.

DEAN: It's not that bad. Well, actually, yeah, it kind of is. Hang on. [Dean reaches over and removes the hat band and tosses it in the back seat] All right. That's better.

CASTIEL: Is it?

(Gif credit @grumpycas )

This scene shows us again their intimacy and how Castiel just accepts to be part of his fantasies. He is willing to play Dean's cowboys game. Because he loves him. And this means to share a good time with him. But, CAS worries about how he looks. And he peeks into the rear viewer mirror, and if you look at Dean's facial expressions, I think he's having a heart attack for Cas' proximity. Hahahahss. Oh, Dean you're so in love in this date.

DEAN: [sighs] Yeah. Look, just act like you're from Tombstone, okay?

CASTIEL: The city?

DEAN: The movie. With Kurt Russell? I made you watch it.

CASTIEL: Yeah, yeah. Yeah. The one with the guns and tuberculosis. [in a deep cowboy voice] "I'm your Huckleberry."

DEAN: Yeah, exactly. Well, it's good to have you back, Cas. All right, follow my lead. We'll fit right in.

Gif credit @agusvedder

Okay i really think here is when Dean had a heart attack, an stroke and a bonner, at the same time, I will elaborate hahahaha

Another hint of their INTIMACY, is the fact that they watch movies together! Not just that, but Dean made CAS watch Tombstone, and who know how many other movies! (More domestic Destiel)

And then... Cas goes for it, because he knows how Dean loves cowboys, and because he is a sexy, hot, angel that knows how to seduce him, not just with eye fucking... But... Using the link over Dean.

And it works... Because the hunter closes his eyes, swallows and tries not to faint right there of arousal. And then, shamelessly, he just says IT'S GOOD TO HAVE YOU BACK, CAS.

And then, is so funny to watch Cas trying to follow Dean's lead. Oh gosh... Hilarious. Rom com.

Symbolism of the rest of the episode

Dean's bisexuality

Dave and Athena were a representation of Dean's bisexuality, just as in the Rocky's bar in 14x10.

In this episode we have Toxic!Dean mirrored by the monster, Dave and Innocent/Healing!Dean mirrored by Athena.

The dynamics between them was similar to te dynamics in the Rocky's bar, in which Dean's toxicity and AU!Michael, the monster, tried to keep Dean locked inside his emotional toxic prison.

DAVE: Athena, don't you think we have a good thing here? Why do you wanna go mess it up?

ATHENA: Whatever. I have to work.

Athena wanted to improve his life, to go to school and move to a bigger city. To be better. She had dreams. Innocent, is the best part of Dean.

Another important fact is Dave wearing another's man face, a very known bandit, adding to one of the topics of this season: masks, fake identity, as a foreshadow of Dean's possession.

So Dave is Toxic!Dean, his own monsters, trying to keep him in the darkness.

The visual narrative adds to this symbolism the red ascot I'm both characters, Dave and Athena, to point out again at Dean.

Jack and Dean

We will have Jack killing an innocent man because he couldn't control his powers. As a foreshadow of when he will kill Mary not controlling his powers again.

Jack carries with a green backpack, green is Dean's color, and the backpacks means guilts.

Here is when Jack starts feeling guilt for killing a man. TFW will connect with him trying to explain that's part of the job.

All the dead people and killing the monster

When Dave comes back with Athena, she discovers he is a monster, and rejects him. Because he killed someone. This is very symbolic because in Dean's head, he sees himself as a monster, a murderer, and he hates that part of him.

So, at the end of the episode, Dean says alone, helps the sheriff, the righteous man, saves him and saves the girl, his innocence, killing the monster, his toxicity.

This episode showed us the future inner battle Dean will have to win. And it will be successful.

To Conclude:

This was a very Destiel episode, they showed us hints of how intimate Dean and CAS are with each other. And how much Dean is in love with CAS.

The happiness after Castiel's returning alive, gives Sam almost a confirmation of Dean's true feeling for Castiel, assuming he is not ready yet to get out from the closet.

There was a foreshadow of AUMichael possessing Dean, and the inner battle of 14x10.

Dave and Athena represented Dean's bisexuality and part of his personality. Keeping in mind Athena is the greek goddess of wisdom, war strategy, is the good part of Dean and innocence.

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Buenos Aires January 17 2021 02:31 PM

[wallyestwallyboi]

Don't Stop Believing ||

Oc fic Chapter One

Image was made by my friend Parker, @dungeons-and-demodogs thank you friend.

Ship: Oc x Steve Harrington

Warnings: Language, I guess.

Morden AU

Summary: When Liana was having a sucky day, a surprise was in store for her in the form of former King of Hawkins High, Steve Harrington, but theres another issue at hand.

Tags: @nxncywheeler @charmedtenderness @dungeons-and-demodogs

Chapter One

    Liana was just getting ready for home, stopping by her locker, and putting away things she wouldn't be able to carry home. At least until she can borrow her dad's car, anyway. It probably wouldn't be until after Christmas Break. She would get it after visiting him in the hospital in the next town over. Hawkins was too small of a place to have a hospital with the kinds of specialists he needed. She would take a bus there and then get the keys from him. As much as she loved her motorcycle, she wouldn't be able to carry some of her stuff while riding it, and she wasn't in the cold. She was just barely close enough to Hawkins High to walk without much trouble.

"Where do you think you're going?" A familiar and very irritating voice came from behind her. She turned around and crossed her arms. As expected, it was her ex, Eric. "None of your damn business, Eric. Why don't you go off to your little blonde cheerleader you couldn't keep your dick out of?" She snapped, slamming her locker door shut and pushing past him. He grabbed her arm and pulled her back. She wanted to punch him.

"You never even gave me a chance to talk to you!" He insisted, squeezing hard enough to hurt a little. "Let go of me, Eric." She growled, her fists clenching tightly, enough to make her knuckles turn white. "Not until you let me talk." 

Liana scoffed. "Nothing you have to say will change what happened. I'm not giving you anything." She said, struggling in his hold. "Just get the hell off." But he didn't, and he looked pissed. She was about to punch him until she saw someone stop behind him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "She told you to back off, asshole." It was Steve Harrington, rich kid, good hair, all the rage for a lot of the girls in Hawkins High. Everyone knew who he was. Lately, a lot of bad rumors were being spread about him, but a lot of them were too outrageous to be true.

"So what, you sleeping around now too? You sucked off Harrington so he could comfort you?" He glared at him and gripped her arm tighter.

She took the opportunity to punch Eric in the gut, causing him to double over in pain and let her go. At this point, she was so angry, she was already starting to tear up. She just wanted to go home and spend her lonely break in peace. She turned on her heels and started storming off, wiping away the wetness from her eyes. He had left a big wound on her and it was still healing, even if it had been a couple of weeks since he cheated on her.

She was stopped by Steve stepping in front of her. He looked worried, which was a bit surprising. "Hey, are you okay?" He asked. "It looked like he had a strong grip on you." Liana looked away for a moment. "Y-Yeah, uh, I'm fine." She said quickly. "Thanks." He nodded a little, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "Yeah. No problem. If you want, I can give you a ride home. I'd hate for you to walk home all by yourself." She thought it over for a moment. It wouldn't hurt to do that, and it was fucking cold outside. A free ride was a lot better than walking. "Okay, yeah." She agreed, shifting the bag on her shoulder. It was a lot colder than she expected it to be, shivering slightly. 

Steve was quick to get her to his car, opening the passenger door for her before going around and getting in himself, turning on the engine to get the heat on faster. Liana got in and blew into the palm of her hands, rubbing them together as she tried to warm herself up. "Jesus, it's colder than I remember." She said, her teeth chattering a little. Steve nodded in agreement. "Yeah, the car should heat up quickly though." He said, holding his hand out to the vent in front of him. It was getting there but needed a couple of minutes before he could drive without the windows fogging over. Once that was done he gave a small sigh and headed out of the parking lot of the school. 

"So, where are we headed?" He asked, keeping his eyes on the road. Liana looked out the window as she recalled the way back home. "Take a left up at the stop sign." She instructed. "Then go straight for about five blocks and then turn left again." She continued. "My house is the grey one on the right." She said without looking at him. She wasn't trying to be rude and she hoped that she wasn't coming across like that, but she had a lot on her mind. She didn't know what she was going to do about Eric. She didn't know a great way of avoiding him without getting into trouble. Well- more trouble than she's already in. She knew he was going to bitch about her to his coach, which will get her in detention one way or another. 

"Hey, we're here." Brought Liana out of her train of thought. She almost jumped a bit in surprise. She looked over at Steve and gave him a small smile. "Uh, thanks. For the ride." She added awkwardly before clambering out of his car. She could almost see the amused smile on his face. She sighed a little to herself as the small, embarrassed blush rose on her face. She waved and quickly went off to her house. She jiggled the handle of her front door. It was locked.

Shit. 

She reached in her pocket and pulled out her key, pushing it in the lock and turned. Still locked. "Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit." She was locked out of her own house and she felt the tears prick her eyes as she started to panic. She leaned onto the door and ran a hand through her brown hair. She almost didn't notice Steve getting out of the car and headed over to her. "Hey, what's going on?" He asked. Liana took a deep breath as she looked up at him. "I've been locked out." Her mom fucking changed the locks. 

Steve had a look of surprise, looking up at the door. “Shit, are you sure?” Liana nodded a little. “Yeah, my key doesn’t work.” She said, leaning against the wall. She wasn’t sure what she was supposed to do. Steve seemed to be at just as much of a loss until he had an idea. “Well, you can stay at my house until you can get back in.” He replied, looking over at her. He didn’t want her to deal with this alone. She fidgeted for a moment, looking up at him. “You sure?” She asked. “I don’t wanna intrude.” Steve shook his head. “It’s fine, my folks aren’t home, anyway.” Liana nodded a little, standing up straight again. At least she won’t be stranded out here in the cold, which was nice.

Steve led her back to his car and got in, waiting for her until she got in as well before driving off. She just hoped she wasn't being a bother. She sat back and watched as he drove to his house. Steve tried to keep the mood light, noting that she was having a rough time so far, by keeping up a conversation with her. It kinda helped, but she was still a bit distracted. He eventually pulled up to his house and parked, killing the engine before getting out and going to unlock the door.

Liana sighed to herself as she followed and blew into her hands to keep them warm, a cloud of steam following. She wasn't sure what to expect tonight, but she was glad to be in company with someone.

[haven-raven012591]

Right in front of you

Picture from Smileitspeak on IG

Authors Note: been in my phone for a year, so let's see if it's any good! 😂

Paring: Finn BalorX OC Haven (both call each other by their real names in Private)

Warnings: Cussing, a little angst, a lot of fluff

"So how was it?" Sasha asked. Haven looked at her. "How was what?" Haven asked. "Duh your date with Seth!" Bayley said. "It was NOT a date!" Haven fumed stairing at Bayley. "Easy girl." Sasha said. "He's not my type, he's a great guy just not the right one for me." Haven said. She picked at her salad and sighed. "Ok so who can we fix you up with?" Bayley said. "Bay please don't ok I'm just really not ready." Haven said. Bayley hugged her and Haven smiled. "You just need a great guy friend is all." Sasha said.

Finn walked into catering. Haven ran over to and hugged him. "Hey." Haven whispered. "Hey." Finn said. "You look so upset, are you ok?" Haven asked looking up. He stroked her hair and she giggled. "I've got a lot on my mind." Finn said. "You don't have to worry about the match I've got your back." Haven said. "I was never worried about our match." Finn said. "Wanna go talk you know I'm here for you." Haven said. "I know." Finn said. She took his hand and he looked at her. "Come on I know a spot." Haven said.

They walked off and Sasha smiled. "They are so adorable." Sasha said. "She'd never try you know she's so closed off." Bayley said. "So is he, Cathy totally messed him up." Sasha said. Finn sat with her and she nudged his shoulder with hers. "Come on Finn spill." Haven said. "It's lonely now." Finn said. She looked away and he sighed as he got up. "She never should've been with you if she couldn't handle you being focused on getting your title back." Haven said grabbing his hand. He turned and she pulled him close.

"He should've loved you." Finn said. "She should've loved you as well." Haven said. He laid his forehead to hers. "I have to get ready." Finn said. "Listen to me Finn Balor you are an amazing person and wrestler I'm so ready for our match." Haven said. "You're an amazing woman and wrestler Haven I'll see you out there." Finn said. "It's a date handsome." Haven teased. He brushed his nose against hers and she giggled. "You an Eskimo now?" Haven teased. "I don't want to kiss you yet." Finn said softly. Her body trembled at his words and she rubbed his biceps.

"You're too good for me Finn." Haven whispered and moved him back getting up. He grabbed her hand and pulled her close. "I tink ya have tat wrong lass, you're fair too good for me." Finn whispered. She laughed and pushed him away playfully. "I've gotta match to prepare for." Haven said. He gripped her hand. "Wear my shirt." Finn said. "Finn what's going on with you?" Haven asked. "I'm frustrated." Finn said. She rubbed up his arms and smirked. "How can I help partner?" Haven asked. "Kiss me Haven let me taste ya lass let me feel ya against me." Finn whispered.

"Fergal." Haven breathed. It was the first time she'd said his name at an arena or event. She was usually so professional and in character. He smiled and she blushed. "Ya dropped character love." Finn whispered. "Sorry, I was shocked at what you said." Haven said. "Why?" Finn asked. "You asked me to kiss you." Haven said. "True but tat was wrong." Finn said. "Oh...I see." Haven said and walked off. He kicked the wall and sighed. "Put your foot in it huh?" Sasha asked. "Like ya wouldn't believe." Finn said. "Let me talk to her." Sasha said.

Haven was laying in the floor eyes closed when Sasha came in. She crouched down poking her stomach. "Am I in the way Sasha?" Haven asked. "No, but you frustrated your partner." Sasha said. "Finn will be fine." Haven said. "He's sorry." Sasha said. "Why are you and Bay so concerned with my love life?" Haven asked slightly annoyed. She leaned up on her elbows and then sprang to her feet. "We want to see you happy, both of you and when you two are together he's like the old happy Finn." Sasha said. "It's not because of me." Haven said.

"It is." Sasha said. "That's not possible Sash." Haven said. "Why not?" Sasha asked. "Because I'm me." Haven said. "Ok tell me something." Sasha said. "Sure." Haven said. "What's the matter with you?" Sasha asked. "You want a list?" Haven asked. "Tell me honestly Scabell." Sasha said. "You don't use my name most of the time it sounds so nice." Haven said. "Has he ever called you by your name?" Sasha asked. "Mostly it's Haven." Haven said. "I see." Sasha said. "Sounds pretty in his accent." Haven said. "Any thing does." Sasha said. They laughed and hugged.

Haven put on her leather jacket and walked out. "So unoriginal." Alexa said. "Part of my asthetic Alexa it's a simple coincidence Finn has one too." Haven said. "You look great in it Haven." Nia said. "Thanks Nia." Haven said. She went through the curtain and out to the ring jumping over the top rope and sliding out of her jacket. She sat on the top turn buckle and waited. Gallows and Anderson came out and they waited for him. When Finn came out she smiled at his infectious grin. It was amazing that he always seemed so happy to everyone.

He always gave everyone so much of himself and he was always last, he always got what was left. Sometimes at the end of the day there was nothing left. She knew how that felt, it was the way she was and had always been. She got down to let him do his thing and she leaned into the turn buckles. "Haven doesn't look very impressed." Coach said. "She's a very calm person." Cole said. "She has a lot of respect for Finn Balor, you can tell by the way she watches him I'd say she's very impressed." Corey said.

Finn too sweeted the guys and then walked to her and she tilted her head. "Join the club." Finn said. He held up too sweet and she did to the tips of their fingers touching. She shivered and he smirked. "Is there room for two girls?" Haven asked. "Sasha isn't part of us." Finn said. She beamed at him and walked over to the guys. They all held up too sweet and she felt whole. "Welcome." Karl said. She smiled at him and gallows. "I feel so short." Haven said. "Ya are the shortest of us." Finn said. "Now." Karl said. She laughed and leaned on the buckles.

"Who'd have thought I'd be the girl in the bullet club." Haven said. "You mean the Balor Club." Luke said. "Yeah sure that's what I mean." Haven said. Finn smirked at her and she blushed a little bit. They waited and she froze when Asuka's music stared. "Whoa wait she's not supposed to be his partner." Haven said. "Kurt didn't tell you?" Karl asked. "Tell me what?" Haven asked. "We face Asuka and Roman." Finn said. "They changed the damn match!" Haven said. "Yes." Finn said.

"The number one contenders verses the champions." Karl said. "Fuck me." Haven breathed. They all laughed but Finn. She saw his eyes go dark and the pure ocean blue turned to brilliant saphiare. "Finn." Haven said softly. "Just don't piss her off and ya'll be fine." Finn said. Karl and Luke left and she stood on the steps watching Finn and Roman trade blows. She was trying hard not to tag in. Her hands were twisting on the ropes like she was going crazy. Roman threw him into the corner, she tagged herself in getting in the ring.

They locked eyes as they circled each other. Haven went for her knees taking her down and pounding on her. Asuka was a striker, one of the best, you had to take her down and keep her down. Asuka got her legs between them and kicked Haven into the turn buckles. Haven's neck hit the top turn buckle and snapped back, like a whiplash effect. She slid down and sat there her eyes closed. The ref ran over and Finn stopped breathing. Asuka looked at Roman then Finn. Haven woke up later in the hospital blinking at the lights.

"Who turned on the sun?" Haven whispered. Finn shot up and she looked at him. "Hey did I beat her?" Haven asked. "No love." Finn said. "I'm so sorry I let you guys down Finn." Haven whispered. He caressed her cheek. "I'm just glad yer ok ya've been out for hours." Finn said. "How'd you get them to let you stay?" Haven asked. "I fibbed." Finn said. "Told them you were my brother." Haven assumed. "Yer boyfriend." Finn corrected. She shook her head and felt him shaking. "What's wrong?" Haven asked. "Scabell ya scared the shit out of me tonight." Finn said.

She teared up as he cupped her cheek. "You said my name." Haven whispered. "I've said it before." Finn said. "Not like that." Haven whispered. She closed her eyes and her heart skipped a beat. He kissed her forehead and caressed her cheek. "Rest Scabell, I'm here." Finn whispered. "Thank you for fibbing Fergal." Haven said softly. "I wanted ta stay, I had ta know ya were alright Scabell." Finn said. She took his hand and kissed it. "Maybe you are a prince after all." Haven said. "I have ta tell ya someting." Finn said.

"Please don't, not here or now when I'm hurt don't confuse our friendship with love when it's not." Haven said. "I have feelings for ya." Finn said. She looked at him and shook her head. "Fergal, we're best friends this will mess it up." Haven said. "Only if it ends Scabell." Finn said. She nodded and he kissed her forehead. "You rest." Finn said. "If you're my boyfriend shouldn't you be holding me?" Haven asked. He smirked and laid down. She rolled over and rubbed his chest. He pulled her closer and she sighed.

"I've always wondered what it would feel like to be in your arms like this." Haven said. "I have too Scabell especially when I was away." Finn said. "Fergal I missed you so much but you needed to heal and home was the best place." Haven said. "I'm healed now." Finn said. "I know, and your amazing now even better than before." Haven said. "Am I now?" Finn asked playing with her hair. "Better than anyone Fergal." Haven said. He held her tighter and she went to sleep. She woke up and looked around.

He was still asleep so she moved the little whisps of hair out of his eyes. "I'm not asleep." Finn grinned. "I see that." Haven said. "Did ya sleep well?" Finn asked. "Like a baby thanks to you." Haven said. "Me?" Finn asked. "Always wanted to be held." Haven said. "Oh." Finn said. She was released and he took her to the hotel. He went to his room and she went to hers taking a long hot shower. When she got out she called him and he went to her room. "What is it lass?" Finn asked and blushed instantly. She beamed up at him and blushed too.

"Please don't say anything Fergal, just keep using it for me I love it." Haven said. "I honestly didn't mean ta call ya tat it slipped." Finn said. "I've always wanted to be called that Fergal, by a man just like you, I just never told anyone that." Haven babbled. He kissed her forehead and she smiled. "Will you keep calling me that?" Haven asked. "If ya want me ta tat bad I tink I can keep callin ya lass." Finn teased. She let a few tears go. "Does it mean tat much ta ya Scabell?" Finn asked. "It's not just that, it's that you're here right now." Haven said.

"Ya said ya needed me lass what was I supposed ta do leave ya hangin?" Finn asked. "I kinda wanted a kiss, is that stupid I wanted to see if it's just because I'm hurt your letting your feelings out." Haven babbled. "Tat boy really messed wit yer head lass, wantin me ta kiss ya is natural, especially when ya first start ta date." Finn said. She touched his cheek and leaned up. "Stop rushin me lass I'll kiss ya." Finn said and kissed her nose. "Tell me the truth is this all storyline stuff Finn, is this...this is all fake and you've let me make a fool out of myself." Haven fumed.

He pulled her close and held her. "Tis is us lass, Scabell look at me and tell me ya don't have feelings for me." Finn said. She looked up trembling against him. "Fergal." Haven whispered. "I need ya ta say it lass, tell me how ya feel about me." Finn coaxed. "Fergal you mean the world to me, your my best friend." Haven said. "Do ya tink ya could date me Scabell, tat ya could love me?" Finn asked. "Fergal nothing would make me happier than to be your girlfriend." Haven said. She held him tightly and smiled stroking his hair.

"Ya make me happy lass." Finn whispered. "She was right." Haven said. "Who?" Finn asked. "Sasha, she said I made you happy." Haven said. "She was right Scabell, ya make me feel like my old self." Finn said. "You make me feel like me again, I was so alone, so shut down until we started talking." Haven said. He ran his fingers through her hair. "Black makes ya look so different, like some Raven haired goddess." Finn whispered. "A goddess, Fergal what's on your mind?" Haven asked. "You." Finn said. "I'm not dying my hair." Haven said.

"The brown suits ya to a tee lass, I love it." Finn said. "That warm Chestnut color really is natural, I swear." Haven teased. He laughed and she played with her hair. She sat on the bed and he sat with her. "I kinda just needed to know if I dreamed it all." Haven said. "I'm real." Finn said. "I wanna be like that every night Fergal." Haven said getting up. He pulled her down and she looked up at him as he caressed her cheek. "I'd like tat." Finn said. "Really?" Haven asked. "Yes." Finn said. "Tell me yer dream date?" Finn said. "You." Haven said.

He laughed and she felt the vibration in his chest watching him. "Your not like anyone I've ever met Fergal." Haven said softly. He looked at her and she had this innocence to her but also a darkness mixed with light. She blushed and he smirked. "Lass tell me someting." Finn said. "Anything, but you know a lot about me already." Haven said. "Are ya a virgin?" Finn asked. She blushed more and locked eyes with him. "And if I am, what you'll walk out is that it?" Haven accused. "No lass, just wanted ta know if what I saw was true." Finn said.

"You'd be my first kiss too my ex never touched me." Haven said. "The bloody fool." Finn spat. "I was the fool, and I'm being one again assuming you'd want to kiss me, or even fuck me, I want to be alone now please go." Haven said. She rolled from his arms and shuttered instantly. He'd been so warm and smelt so good. Like the earth after a summer rain, fresh and clean with a hint of darkness. He wrapped around her and put his arm between hers gripping her hand as he laced their fingers together.

She didn't move hell she could barely breathe. "Push all ya want lass, but ya don't have ta be scared of me I promise ya tat Scabell, yer safe wit me." Finn whispered. She licked her lips and rolled half way over so she could see his eyes. "What does that mean Fergal, that you won't stray from me, please I know better especially if I don't let you fuck me right away, you're a man with needs still in his prime." Haven said. "Ya keep talkin and ya'll break yer own heart lass, now stop." Finn said firmly but gently. She gazed at him longingly.

"It's already broken please just go, last night will always be special and I won't tell anyone." Haven said. "Tell the world lass I don't give a fuck, I was comforting a friend." Finn said. She stopped breathing and he closed his eyes licking his lips. He knew he just screwed up royally. "Lass tat's not what I meant, yer more tan a friend ta me." Finn said. "Go before you do something you'll regret Finn." Haven said. He cupped her cheek keeping her eyes on his. "Say my name Scabell" Finn demanded. He thumbed away her tears as they ran down her cheeks.

"Fergal." Haven said. "I'm not Finn, or Balor, or Prince right now, I'm Fergal and I'm wit ya Scabell." Finn said. He kissed her forehead then down the center of her face. She shivered and rubbed his arms as he moved over her. "Who are you?" Finn whispered. He kissed the tip of her nose. She smiled and held his biceps. "Scabell." Haven said. "Who did I hold last night?" Finn asked kissing the corners of her mouth. She smiled more and giggled. "Scabell." Haven said. "Who am I about to kiss?" Finn asked. She licked her lips and he smirked.

"Fergal." Haven breathed. "No tat's me try again cherry blossom." Finn said. She pulled away and got up running her hands through her hair. He went to her and she looked up. "Don't call me that Fergal, he called me that, and as much as I love it, and god the way you said it made me feel special again." Haven babbled. "It's because of how rosie yer cheeks are naturally, when ya blush it's beautiful." Finn said cupping her cheeks. "Say it again Fergal." Haven said. "I want ta be wit ya cherry blossom." Finn said.

She ran her hands over his. "Scabell you're about to kiss Scabell." Haven said. He brought her close and lowered his head smiling. She wrapped her arms around him and he kissed her softly. His lips glided over hers softly but firmly as he ran his hand into her hair. She ran her hands over him ending in his hair as her back connected to the wall she gasped. That was what he was waiting for the opportunity he needed to slip inside her mouth and lick her tongue coaxing it out. She shivered and moaned into the kiss.

He pulled back and she blushed hard. It went down her throat and disappeared behind her shirt but he followed it back as it reached her ears. "Tey're pointed." Finn said. "Ye...yes slightly no one's ever really noticed." Haven said blushing more. She pulled her hair around her ears as she moved away. He pulled her back into his arms and nuzzled her ear. "Fergal stop that tickles." Haven giggled. "Where are ya goin?" Finn whispered. "Just to lay on my bed your kinda making me lightheaded." Haven whispered.

"It's from our kiss and yer concussion." Finn said softly. "I know baby." Haven said and rubbed his arms. "Was it good?" Finn asked. "If that's how you'll always kiss me then yes." Haven said. He chuckled and kissed behind her ear. "If I always kiss ya like tat ten tings will happen faster tan ya want tem to." Finn whispered. "I've never been so happy and so calm." Haven whispered. "I'm happy too." Finn said. She turned and kissed him softly. "Would you stay?" Haven asked. "Yes lass I'll stay, just give me time ta go out wit my boys." Finn said.

"Take as long as you want baby I'm going to go get my dress anyway." Haven said. "For what lass?" Finn asked. "The hall of fame ceremony." Haven said. "Ya and yer girls?" Finn asked. "No, I was going alone." Haven said. "Please don't lass, if not me ten go wit Sasha or Bayley just not alone." Finn pleaded. "Fergal are you worried about me?" Haven asked. "Even wit a minor concussion ya could black out or get dizzy." Finn said. She rubbed his neck and back. "If you think it's best then I'll ask if they wanna tag along." Haven said.

"It would make me very happy and would take a lot off my mind." Finn said. She was happy to stay like they were for the rest of her life. "Hey girl you up?" Paige asked. "Yeah I'm up and I'm not alone." Haven called back. Paige walked in and the rest of the girls behind her stopped dead in their tracks. "Holy shit." Sasha said. "What?" Haven asked. "Are you two are a couple?" Bayley asked. "We haven't been on a date." Haven said. "Did he stay with you last night?" Paige asked. "No." Haven said. "Why is he here then?" Alexa asked.

"I don't remember having to explain myself to you." Haven snapped. "I'm here because she wanted ta let me know she was ok." Finn said. "Why are you two all close and shit?" Alexa asked. Finn looked at her and she laughed. "Up ta you." Haven said softly. "Say the words mo mhuirnín." Finn whispered. "Make her wish she was me." Haven whispered. He moved her hair and kissed her long and slow. She held him tightly and sighed when he pulled back. "That was wonderful." Haven whispered to his lips.

He held her close. "I'll leave ya ta get yer dress, after all I need my date ta look stunnin." Finn said. "What's it mean Fergal?" Haven asked. "Tell ya later." Finn said. She watched them move so he could leave and she bit her lip running after him. "Wait a second." Haven called. He turned and pulled her into his arms. "What is it?" Finn asked. "I said no because I know how private you are Fergal." Haven said. "I like her being envious of you Scabell, i like it so much I'd love ta kiss ya again because she's watchin." Finn said.

"Well hello Balor nice to meet you." Haven smirked. He nipped her lip and she shivered. "Maybe we should give tem a show." Finn said. "As enjoyable as that would be baby I don't want to." Haven said. She kissed his cheek and turned. He spun her around and cupped her cheek. "Tat's very considerate Scabell, but it's time someone envied you." Finn said. "That's not how I work baby." Haven said. "I know." Finn said. He kissed her tenderly as he held the back of her head. "Don't stop kissing me Fergal." Haven said.

"I have ta right now but I'll be back." Finn said laying his forehead to hers. "I'll be waiting baby." Haven said. He walked off and she turned to face them smiling. "No way." Alexa said. "Aww well you're allowed to be delusional sweetie." Haven said and laughed as the rest hugged her. "You and him aren't a good couple." Alexa said. "They're perfect." Sasha said. "We're happy at least." Haven said. "Did he stay with you?" Bayley asked. "Yeah he told them he was my boyfriend." Haven said. They hugged her again and she smiled bigger.

"He wants you guys to come with me to get my dress." Haven said. "That's why we're here, it's not a good thing for you to be alone right now." Paige said. "I know, he said the same it's kinda nice." Haven said. They all laughed and went to get her dress. "What do you mean it's been sold, I paid for it over a month ago." Haven said. "I'm so sorry miss." She said. Haven walked out and sat on a bench. "They sold it and it was perfect, it was my style it took forever to find." Haven fumed as she stood up pacing.

"Hey, relax we'll think of something." Bayley said. "How hard can it be to find a black dress?" Alexa laughed. "It wasn't black." Bayley said. "Relax or you'll give yourself a headache." Sasha said. "I know." Haven said. "Scabell." Bayley said. She looked at her and sat down beside her. "I'm ok Bay." Haven said. "Let's go get lunch and go to the show." Paige said. "Ok." Haven said. They ate and went to the arena. "Hey you ok?" Roman asked. "Yeah I'm fine just a little concussion is all I'll be ready for raw come next week." Haven said.

"Ya know the doctor said two weeks." Finn said. She turned and laughed. "Yeah but I'm not going to sit out two weeks." Haven said. "Better tan months." Finn said. "Yeah you're right, when I'm cleared I'll be back." Haven said. He hugged her tightly. "Are you ok?" Finn asked. "Just pissed off baby." Haven said. He looked at her and she rubbed his arms. "Hold up, are you two a couple?" Roman asked. "They are." Sasha said. Finn grinned and she blushed. "Don't spread it ok guys." Haven said. "I won't I promise." Roman said.

"Thank you." Haven said. They walked off and ran into Renee. Haven dropped his hand and he looked at her. "I'm not going to tell on you two." Renee said. "I have no idea what you're talking about." Haven said. "Ok." Renee said. Haven looked at Finn and he walked off. "Wait a second don't get upset." Haven said grabbing his hand. "Ya seem ta tink I want us ta be in the dark." Finn said. She pulled him close and framed his face. "I do." Haven said. "What?" Finn asked. "It's the first day Finn, I just didn't want everyone to know." Haven said.

He kissed her long and slow bringing her close. She held him and tears ran down her cheeks. "Maybe you and I shouldn't be together Finn." Haven whispered. "Why not?" Finn asked. "Because you're, you and I'm not up to your level." Haven said. "Which level and be honest." Finn said. "She was more beautiful than I could ever hope to be, Finn." Haven said and walked away. He ran after her and pulled her into a room. "What's wrong mhuirnín, ya can talk ta me ya know that." Finn said. She looked into his eyes.

"What's that mean?" Haven asked. He brushed away her tears. "It means darling." Finn said. He blushed a little and she shivered. "Fergal, I don't want her to find out I feel like you've down graded to me, she's so pretty and so popular and I'm me." Haven said. He kissed her forehead and she licked her lips. "Yer beautiful ya know tat Scabell, I don't care if she knows I don't care if the whole locker room knows." Finn said. "I don't understand you're such a person." Haven said confused. "Yeah well maybe your special." Finn said looking down but away from her.

She laughed and his head snapped up. "I'm the one with the concussion Finn but you're delusional, I'm not special hell I'm not even normal, do yourself a favor and stay away from me." Haven said. She turned and he grabbed her arm spinning her around. He forced her into a wall. His eyes were saphiare and she trembled from his touch. "What tat fool did will be erased by me, I will show ya what it means ta be loved properly." Finn vowed. She hadn't looked away from his gaze it was like she was in a trance. "Fergal." Haven breathed.

"Scabell." Finn said softly. He looked at his hand and let her go as he walked away. She went to him and rubbed his arms. "Hey it's ok, I'm sorry I upset you, good luck tonight Finn and don't worry you don't have to come by I've got Paige." Haven said. She kissed his shoulder and walked out. "Hey, what's wrong?" Renee asked. "Nothing, I'm just glad he came to his senses is all." Haven said. "About what?" Renee asked. "Me, us ." Haven scoffed and smiled weakly. "I don't understand you two looked so good and so happy." Renee said.

"The truth is that he should be with someone like you, next to you and the others I'm the plain Jane or the ugly duckling that stayed ugly." Haven said. "Oh god he didn't say that." Renee said horrified. "No, I said that see ya later." Haven said and walked off. Renee looked at him coming out. "Fergal, I'm so sorry." Renee said. "So am I Renee." Finn said. "Can I do anything?" Renee asked. "Keep her away from Haven please." Finn said. "I don't understand." Renee said. "Haven's comparin herself ta her, and in her eyes she loses." Finn said.

Renee shook her head and sighed. "I'll keep her away." Renee said. "Thank you." Finn said and walked away. Haven stood in the back and watched the show. It was nice to have free time to be with her friends. She was glad the Monday before the rumble she was able to come back. Finn hadn't talked to her since the Tuesday show after she got hurt. The rumble had been amazing. The night he fought Cena and lost, he ended up at her and Paige's room. She couldn't help but think maybe he wasn't mad at her anymore.

"Fergal she's not doing well I think she's got the flu." Paige said. He went to her bed and sat on his knees. "Hey Iron man." Haven coughed. "I came ta talk ta ya lass I can't stand it anymore." Finn said. "It's ok to be pissed at me Fergal I'm still mad at myself." Haven said. He felt her cheeks and and picked her up. "Where are you taking her?" Paige asked. "Ta the hospital." Finn said. He sat with her in his lap in the back of a cab. "You're so warm and smell so good Fergal." Haven whispered. He kissed her forehead.

"Close yer eyes mhuirnín." Finn whispered. "I feel so safe with you." Haven murmured. He got out with her and she held onto him. They gave her fluids and told her to rest as much as possible. That she didn't have the flu just a cold and she was dehydrated. She walked out with him and he pulled her close. "Now tat I know it's a cold." Finn said. She gripped his jacket and smiled. "You could get sick." Haven said. He kissed her long and slow holding her head in his hands. "I'll risk it." Finn said. She sighed and gripped his jacket harder.

"I don't want you sick Fergal." Haven said. "Ten ya could take care of me and give me kisses." Finn said. She kissed his forehead softly. "I'd love to take care of you but no." Haven giggled. "You know what I'd love?" Finn asked. "What?" Haven asked. "You and I ta be together." Finn said. "I'd love that too." Haven said. "Will ya stay wit me tis time?" Finn teased. "I was freaked out, I wasn't in a good head space Fergal, I'm so sorry I hurt you." Haven said. He cupped her cheek. "The concussion made ya sad, I'm sorry ya went trough tat alone mhuirnín." Finn said.

"I love that, it sounds so much better in Gaelic." Haven said. "So many tings do a ghrá trust me." Finn said. She blushed and rubbed his chest. "Does that mean something special?" Haven asked. He smirked and kissed her forehead. "Maybe." Finn said. She hugged him and sighed as he hugged her tightly. "Stay wit me." Finn whispered as he stroked her hair. She felt him shaking. "Let's get you to bed you're still not at full power from last night and tonight." Haven said. "Can I stay wit ya?" Finn asked softly. She kissed his heart and looked up.

"Of course, come on I'll give you a massage." Haven said. They went back to her and Paige's room. "You want me to split?" Paige asked. "No you can stay." Haven said. Finn pulled his shirt off and then his jeans. "You should really go get your bag that way you can shower after I give you a massage." Haven said. "Ooo you're in for a treat girlie has amazing hands." Paige said. "Should I be worried or aroused at tat?" Finn asked. Haven hugged Paige. "She's my friend Fergal, if I can help with a massage I do." Haven said.

She went to him kissing his cheek. "Go and I'll set up my stuff." Haven said. "Ok." Finn said and dressed leaving. "You two are adorable ya know it's really sweet." Paige said. "He's a doll." Haven said. She put out her candles and oils on her side of the nightstand. "You can use it all it's ok." Paige said. She put more out and Paige grabbed her bag. "Where are you going?" Haven asked. "Nat said I could crash with her so you two could be alone." Paige said. "Paige, nothing's going to happen." Haven said. "I really hope you're wrong." Paige said.

"It's not like that right now." Haven said. "You're insane he's in love with you, everyone but you sees that." Paige said. "He is not." Haven said. "He is so." Finn said. She turned and looked at him forgetting she'd given him her key card. Finn shut the door and dropped his bag on the floor. "You can't be, we haven't even been on a date let alone anything else." Haven said. "Truth is lass, I've been in love wit ya since I was hurt." Finn said. "You were with her." Haven said. "At the end of it noting was lost on my part, well almost noting." Finn said.

Paige left and he brushed her hair back behind her ear. "Ya remind me of fae." Finn said. "What kind?" Haven asked. "A cute little pixy." Finn said. She laughed and shook her head. "I'm not a pixy, I'm human." Haven said. He kissed her neck softly and she gripped his shirt. "Somehow I don't tink so." Finn whispered. She closed her eyes as he nuzzled her neck. "Bite me." Haven breathed. "What?" Finn asked. "Bite me." Haven said. He kissed her neck and she gave up. He smirked against her neck and bit hard.

Her hands flew to his hair as he picked her up. She wrapped around him effortlessly as he laid her down. He kissed her neck and nuzzled behind her ear. "How long?" Finn asked. "How long what?" Haven asked. "How long have ya had a crush on me?" Finn asked. "A while." Haven said. He kissed the side of her neck and she sighed as she gripped his arms. "Don't stop." Haven whispered. He looked at her and she smiled. "I'm not like tat." Finn said. She giggled and kissed him softly. "I'm glad you're sweet." Haven said.

He laid down and pulled her close. "And yer mine now, Scabell." Finn whispered against her neck. "Yes Fergal, and you're mine." Haven whispered. He kissed her passionately. She gripped his shirt as her back arched. His hands went to her hair. He loved her long black hair. It hit him and he pulled back. Her breath came out in little pants. "Ya dyed it." Finn panted. "Yes, I needed a change." Haven said. "Yer so fuckin beautiful, Scabell, my Scabell! Finn said. "You're so handsome Fergal, my Fergal." Haven said. They laid in bed kissing and cuddling.

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Trauma Dump Time!! ( jk it's not that serious)

Incident 1: to set the scene, this was in a coaching center, sometime in our 2nd year. I'm in weekend, the guy is weekdays. We had exams and summer classes in common. He was creepy. Just like in vibes, nothing concrete. So we've literally never spoken, ever. Not even to ask about exams or syllabus or anything. And then for some reason he's obsessed with me. No joke. My friend who also did weekdays showed me some texts and wow. I don't remember them super well but jeez he was creepy. Then I'm talking to M and some others in the hallways. He comes up to her and pulls her away for a minute to talk. He asks about me, if I'm single. (I'm not, I'm dating N, M knows, no one else can know) later sometime A shows me a text from him to his friend. He says he loves me. I fly into a blind panicked rage. I've never spoken to this guy in my life. He thinks he loves me? I find him in his classroom. He's with said friend. I chew then both out for the bullshit messages. I call the guy a stupid cunt. He never speaks to me again. I was scared for a little while after that that he would retaliate somehow. I had humiliated him in front of my friends and the center was in a dark alleyway. Obviously nothing happened after that. But jesus. The nerve.

Incident 2: in college. There's a guy in my film elective and also my department, so we share a lot of classes. We're assigned to work on a group project along with 2 other guys in our department. We discuss the movies. He immediately wants to team up with me, even though one of the other guys is his friend. Fine, not suspicious at all. We meet up to talk about the movie. It goes well (I find him irritatingly surface level and illiterate). The project is done. Yay. A few days later, I'm waiting cuz of some major issues with a project. He's waiting for a teammate to come to the meeting. We chat idly for some time about campus life. All good. He finishes his meeting and his team leaves. He sticks around. I ask why and he says he's too pissed off at him teammate to leave the office...huh? Fine whatever we wait even more. I talk to the TA, he tells me to talk to the IC. I tell the guy, he runs up to the office with me, waits for me while I talk to the prof. Casually asks if we should get food. At this point I was slightly weirded out, but I was kinda grateful he pulled me along to get my work done (something I wouldve struggled with, than you anxiety) and I hadn't eaten anything till then (give it up again for anxiety). So I say yes. We go to a redi and get maggi. Chat for some more time. Leave. A few days later im in the library with friends. He sees me there. I notice him but don't say anything. He texts to say that he's there, says hi. I wave. Study for a few hours. He then comes up to me later, says his laptop is dead. Just sits next to me as I work through questions, does them with me. My anxiety is through the fucking roof now. It's freezing cold and this guy is the topper of my class and I've procrastinated studying this subject all semester. I finally give up and say I'm going for a walk to clear my head. He says he will too, follows. My friend also tags along. We walk outside the hall, just chill. I say we should go to the washroom. My friend and I head that way, he follows. Creepy now. In the washroom I explain the situation a little. (She doesn't seem to care all that much :/). We go out for coffee and food, he follows. We buy coffee, he comes around to sit next to me instead of the logical position opposite me. Why does God hate me. It's fine. We go back. I use my friend as a buffer. He leaves. Finally peace. Then days later, he puts a link up on our department gc. It's a light novel he's writing. It's clearly based on this encounter. He writes himself to be a cooler version of himself. I see red. The fucking nerve. (there's also a line from a friend character about how the female lead is 'hard to get'...I'm gonna kill someone. If a friend actually said this about me I will kill them. If he just thinks that himself I will kill him.) A few days later he texts asking if I'm in the library in a suspicious way "hey ummm are you in the library". I say no, that it's too cold (I was in a restaurant. In the cold. Fuck you too bitch). He makes a bs excuse about how he thought he saw my bicycle. Weak ass excuse. I shut him down. He never texts me again and doesn't look at me in class. Yay? I speak to three friends trying to figure out if it's creepy or not. Their consensus is that it's a little creepy. My vote is a firm yes.

So yeah. I hate being perceived. And men. Stop asking me out when you know nothing about me apart from my appearance, don't talk to me with the sole intention of getting in my pants. Fuck you. Goodnight.