#as for emma. man. i think she gets to react like that after her whole messy ordeal 😭 granted her experience was way worse but still

[quackle]

Nichelle looked away so fast too lol. She just wanted to get her revenge not deal with this showmance nonsense 😂

At least Emma looked kind of worried? She’s like “Priya chill…” 😭

nichelle is only supportive of rajbow (and wayne! she likes wayne!) they are the only couple she doesn't frown at when they have small ass moments on the screen 😭

like with ripaxel she's completely lost on wtf is going on-

-and priyaleb just looks like it pisses her clean tf off lmfao

[queenshelby]

Yes! Mr Murphy (Rewritten)

PART 24: THE LOSS

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader

Warning: Lots of Angst, Age Gap, Teacher x Student, Pregnancy Loss, Infertility

Your PoV (starting with a little flashback)

It was Saturday, at around 5 o’clock, when everything changed and you struggled to stand up straight, experiencing more pain in your abdomen than you had ever experienced before, all whilst watching Nina perform the chorography for her solo.

It felt like someone took a knife, stabbed you and then twisted it around, making you drop to the ground rather suddenly.

Nina, however, did not notice right away as she was focused on the music and her performance, thereby following your instructions to forget the world around her when being on stage and, unfortunately for you, she did not react when you tried to call out for her.

The pain was so intense that you could barely speak and the level of pain made it clear to you that you absolutely needed to see a medical professional right away.

“Nina!” you thus called out again, unable to move and, just as she noticed you having collapsed, you saw big red puddle of blood on the floor.

The bleeding was heavier than anything you had ever experienced and the cramping was torture, causing you to tare your nails through the ground as Nina jumped off stage.

“Oh shit” she cursed, unsure what to do.

“I need you to call an ambulance” you barely managed to say as you got even more intense pains around your shoulders and clavicle now, making your breathing rather difficult.

“Okay. I am getting my phone. Don’t move” Nina told you before racing to her locker while you tried very hard not to pass out.

It took literally everything in you to keep breathing and push through a moment that had you believing that you were living your last minutes of life while Nina called triple nine and it was just before the ambulance arrived that the pain went to a whole new level, causing you to finally pass out.

***

Waking up in the hospital, you had Emma by your side. She was your next of kin and held your hand when the doctors gave you the news which more than stunned you.

“We stopped the bleeding for now, but we must operate immediately” was what a man dressed in blue had told you and you still were not sure what was going on.

“Why?” you barely managed to say in your dazed state, causing Emma to hold on to your hand more firmly now.

“You are experiencing pregnancy complications, resulting in the rupture of one of your fallopian tubes” he explained, causing you to shake your head while the nurses rushed around to get you ready for surgery.

“I am not pregnant” you told him, still confused and somewhat besides yourself.

“You are. You have, what we call, an ectopic pregnancy and we put you on a blood transfusion in order to stabilise you for surgery. We will need operate now, remove the pregnancy, and see whether we can repair the rupture as you are still bleeding in to your abdomen. We need to act now as this condition is life threatening but we may need to remove your tube if we cannot repair it” the doctor explained to you and, all you could do by this point, was to nod.

“Okay, just do what you have to do” you then said while unable to grasp the fact that you were pregnant and, of course, since you had the implant put in at nineteen, you did not even consider the idea of pregnancy or miscarriage.

“The theatre is ready, doctor” you then heard one of the nurses say and, after that, everything happened so fast that there was not even time to think.

You were shocked and scared and completely heartbroken. You never wanted to have children but this came as a surprise and you did not know how to handle it. It was not fair, and you were not ready for it.

You just wanted to break into tears and sob in protest. The tears began to well, but as they began to fill your eyes, you turned within to impart a little wisdom upon yourself.

“You can do anything” you said to yourself which was exactly what your mother told you the last time you saw her. It was when you were taken away by the Department of Immigration and placed into the Forster care system, following which you had never seen her again. But, with this wisdom in mind, you turned to joking with your medical staff as you were poked, questioned, and drugged.

As you were wheeled away and the weight of anaesthesia began to bear down on you, you had complete acceptance of what was happening and trusted that everything was as it should be. Then there was nothing…

***

Awakening from surgery was like coming back to life. The drugs had your brain filled with a thick mental fog that had you feeling as though you were waking from a ten-year coma. You were in and out and barely capable of a clear and coherent thoughts, but it only took a second for you to realise that you were experiencing the worst nausea of your life. You made this clear to the nurse standing over you and as you again fell back out of consciousness, she injected something into your IV.

You came to it again moments or minutes later without any nausea and managed to ask where Emma was before you drifted off again and then, the next time you opened your eyes, you saw the nurse walking in with her and Connie who wanted to check on you after what Nina had told her.

“Is Nina okay?” was the first thing you managed to say, seeing that the last you remembered of her was her calling an ambulance which, at thirteen years of age, must have been a pretty big deal.  

“She is fine. But, how about you?” Connie asked, not knowing what had happened to you.

“I am okay, I think” you told her while Emma advised her that you probably needed some rest now and, without informing her of the procedure performed, Connie chose to give you some privacy.

“Thanks for checking in on me. I appreciate it” you said nonetheless and she nodded.

“Any time! Please me know if you need anything, alright?” she then said before Emma took the seat next to your bed for the rest of the night until, the next morning, you were woken by the nurses again, performing some tests.

While the nurses took your vitals, the head surgeon came in and gave you an update which was something that did not happen the night before due to an influx of emergency patients.

He informed you that, despite their best efforts, your left fallopian tube had to be removed. In addition to that, your uterus had been perforated as the pregnancy was attached to the left-hand side of it and you were informed that you would need some bed rest for about two weeks which included a five-day hospital stay.

The surgery itself was not easy and a large incision had to be made on your abdomen due to the severe bleeding you were experiencing, now leaving you permanently scarred.

“Okay” was all you told him in response to what he had to say and he was rather surprised by how well you took it, knowing that most women in your position would have been frantic.

“You may not be able to have children without further medical intervention” you were then told by the doctor and, again, you nodded and replied with a simple “okay” as, the truth was, that the relief of surviving something that had you so close to death had you more than happy to face whatever awaited you after surgery and that even included the prospects of infertility.

“A counsellor will be available for you when you leave hospital” he then went on to say and you to chuckle.

“Honestly, I have been through counselling so many times in my life, I can assure you that I won’t need it” you said and it was at this point that the doctor decided to give you some more space as well, allowing you to come to terms with what happened to you at your very own pace.

***

Several minutes later, you were finally served your first meal since your surgery and you could not recall the last time porridge tasted so good. You were starving and, just as you ate your mushy oats, Emma read through a magazine that had just been delivered to the hospital that morning.

“Anything interesting?” you asked as Emma zipped through it, page after page, until she gasped heavily, causing your eyebrows to furrow.

“What is it?” you wanted to know but Emma knew that now was not the time to tell you as she read through the short article quickly.

“Nothing, just some gossip about…no one really…” she said while closing the paper and dropping it to the floor, not wanting you to see its content…

[naivesilver]

Finally HOW ABOUT any prompt from the 'to the hurt' section of the hurt/comfort ask? I don't wanna limit you with character choice too much, so how about something involving either August, Eliana, Lampwick, Mignon or Eugene?

AS I ANTICIPATED TO YOU there was only one dynamic that clicked when I was leafing through the list of prompts sorry ashdjkafhkajlshf

Hurt/Comfort Starters

“Shhh, it’s alright.”/“I won’t let anything happen to you.”/“I’ve got you.”

Pinocchio runs. 

He doesn't mind. He's good at it. His feet make an awful lot of noise when he does it, but it gets better once he's gotten to the woods and the ground is mostly mud and grass, and there's no one around to hear him anyway - he fled before anyone could catch him, and he even left Gina behind, even if she was squawking and calling after him. 

That's fine, too. She probably wants to go back home, whether he does so or not. Better Pinocchio gets out of the way before she starts feeling guilty about her decision. 

He goes pretty deep into the woods, all things considered, but he has to stop after a while, to catch his breath and rest his legs. He doesn't like it - it'd be better if he could just go far far away and disappear for good - but it can't be helped, and some distance is better than no distance, at least. 

Of course, if the fairy wants to get him, she will, wherever he is. She always has. She might send that stupid wind to bowl him over again, or a bird of prey, or-

The sound of footsteps cuts off his train of thought, and Pinocchio whips around, heart stuck in his throat, thinking he's finally been caught- but it's just August, as breathless as he is, leaning against a nearby tree as if trying not to collapse. 

Unbidden, tears start welling up in the boy's eyes. He hates that it's so easy to make him cry, but he hadn't expected to be reached so soon. Actually, he'd expected August to get sick and tired of running after him, like old Geppetto had been. That he came so quickly- it's kinda worse, in a way. It just makes everything worse. 

“Go away,” Pinocchio shouts at him, even though his voice breaks. “I'm not coming. Leave me alone!”

August doesn't react, instead looking up at him with wide eyes. “You alright, kid? Are you hurt?”

The boy shakes his head, trying to bite the tears away. It's a stupid question. No one's hurt him - not here, at least. He's just dumb enough that he thinks he can escape on foot from someone who came from a whole other world to get him. 

He can hear August sigh in relief, then the man takes a couple steps closer, slow and careful. “Good. That’s- that’s good. You shouldn’t be going so deep in here alone- lots of magic around, you know?”

“There’s lots of magic over there too! So I’m not- I’m not going back. You can’t make me.”

“No one’s making you go anywhere. Remember we told you that when you came to Storybrooke? We wouldn’t- I wouldn’t lie to you about that.”

Pinocchio believes him, he does. It’s just that that doesn’t change anything. “But she is gonna make me. She can do that. She always does that.”

That’s why he wasn’t surprised when the good fairy showed up. It made sense, that she’d be able to come to Storybrooke on purpose, even if he did by mistake. She has all sorts of powers, and she uses them to find him even when she doesn’t tell him, like when she was the white dove and almost let him break his legs into a wall because he was fooling around mid-flight. If she says he’s going back to where he belongs, he knows he’s got no choice.

August, though, doesn’t seem half as convinced, and even chances a small smile, crouching down at Pinocchio’s eye level. “What’s she going to do? She’s just one fairy. We have plenty more around here, and we have Emma. And the mayor.”

It’s not that simple, but by then the boy’s sobbing too hard to say anything that makes sense. It’s so much easier to stumble forward and let himself be picked up, clinging to August like a desperate little spider - the woods are good for hiding, but it’s scary, to be in there all alone. It reminds him- it reminds him-

He knows full well what it is that it reminds him of. He’s just too much of a crybaby to admit it out loud.

August shushes him gently as he stands up, cradling Pinocchio to his chest, and it’s nice, really. Even old Geppetto never held him like that, because he weighed too much. “It’s alright. I won’t let anyone take you anywhere, I promise. I told you once- you can stay for as long as you like. It’s all up to you.”

Pinocchio rubs at his eyes, even though they’re wet again in a moment. “You said I could go to school. A real school, and that I’d get help with my numbers.”

“Of course. When the next semester starts- I’m getting everything sorted out, you know that.”

“But if I go with the good fairy, I can’t. She’ll make me learn my numbers alone again. I don’t want to learn alone.”

August is quiet for a long moment, just enough for Pinocchio to start thinking he’s said something wrong. Then the man says, very quietly: “I’m about to ask you something, kid. You don’t have to tell me, but it would help, if you did.”

He waits for Pinocchio to nod, haltingly, and then continues, “I want you to tell me everything you remember about your time with this fairy. Do you think you can do that?”

Pinocchio can, and when he starts, he can’t stop until he’s truly said everything. It’s like the words were just sitting in his mouth, waiting for him to open it to pour out like a river. He tells August about the house in the woods and the tree and the dog chain, and the white dove and the tomb, and the wind that took him away from Geppetto, and the time he came home to the fairy after the men at the tavern made him drink that funny stuff and she just locked the window of his room. He talks and talks and when he’s done he simply collapses with his face hidden in the crook of the man’s neck, exhausted, waiting for the latter to tell him he’s just making it all bigger than it actually was, like Rocco did.

Instead, what he gets after a few seconds is a hand rubbing at his back, soothing and comforting, and August’s voice saying “Thank you. That was all I needed.”

Pinocchio can’t resist sneaking a glance upwards at that, all but gaping. “You believe me?”

“Of course I do.” August grins down at him conspirationally, even as he turns around to head back to town, his wooden charge still in his arms.

“And there are a couple people who’ll want to hear all about it, too, if they need to help us get rid of your fairy. Actually, once they’ve heard, I’m pretty sure they’ll want to get rid of her, just as much as you and I do.

“Now come on. Let’s get somewhere nicer. You don’t worry about anything- I’ve got you, I promise.”

[bethanydelleman]

Marianne Dashwood: She’s just a dramatic teenage girl

What can you say about Marianne Dashwood? She’s beautiful, she’s emotional, she gets way too depressed after a breakup, and she’s into music. Is she a drama queen? Yes. Does she cause her sister unnecessary pain and worry? Yes. Is she responsible and rational? No. But should we hate her for it? I would argue no. Because she’s seventeen.

Marianne has hilariously naive views of love, “I could not be happy with a man whose taste did not in every point coincide with my own… I shall never see a man whom I can really love. I require so much!” (Ch 3) but she is also relatable. She is dreaming of her Prince Charming, or shall we say Mr. Darcy and she is seventeen. Having unrealistic views of matrimony and love is perfectly normal for a teenager.

Marianne does not comply with the rules of decorum and propriety, leaving, Elinor, “the whole task of telling lies when politeness required it” (Ch 21). That is selfish, sure, but it’s also, what teenagers do. They rebel against social norms. And yes, this is the 1800s and they expect more of younger women, but that doesn’t mean her brain grew any faster than a modern teenager! And her mother lets her get away with it, so it’s no wonder she doesn’t conform.

Elinor is far more mature and reasonable than Marianne, and therefore more admirable, but she is a paragon of self control, almost unrealistically so. Elinor is able to maintain her composure in a conversation with Lucy Steele that rips out her heart. I don’t even think Darcy, Austen’s other master of self control, could have been as outwardly calm (he also changes colour when angry, he’s like an emotional chameleon). Marianne seems worse/annoying because she’s compared to someone who is a different extreme. No nineteen-year-old should be so mature, it’s probably because of her father’s death (in part) that Elinor is so controlled. Marianne has reacted in a different way. I think the point of the book is that neither of them have a completely healthy way of dealing with the world.

Marianne does grow up, “she found herself at nineteen, submitting to new attachments, entering on new duties, placed in a new home, a wife, the mistress of a family, and the patroness of a village.” (Ch 50) In two years, she is as old as Elinor was and much more rational. Remember that Jane Austen’s other heroines sometimes also fall into irrationality and are much older, like Elizabeth (20) and Emma (21).

Marianne Dashwood: She’s seventeen! (and a bit of a drama queen)

(the real petulant toddler of the novel is Willoughby)

[maya-matlin]

Five ships: Jonnor, Morisol, Spaige, Bhandallas, Beckdam

Five characters: Ellie, Ashley, Liberty, Terri, Emma

Bonus: Name your five most seemingly unpopular Degrassi opinions :)

1.) Spaige

2.) Morisol

3.) Jonnor

4.) Beckdam

5.) Bhandallas

1.) Liberty

2.) Ellie

3.) Emma

4.) Ashley

5.) Terri

As for my opinions:

1.) I'm not sure how to phrase this without it coming across like I'm excusing Tristan's biphobia or trying to shut down fans' rightful and completely understandable criticisms re: Tristan's biphobic moments. But, I think Tristan sometimes gets scapegoated as the biphobic guy. Degrassi always had a massive biphobia problem, and it didn't begin and end with Tristan. It's present as early as Paige's time on the show. Like many shows at the time and even some present day shows, they refused to label any polysexual characters. It's always "I like people". "I'm not into labels." "I don't like this gender, but I like you." "I'm open minded." Anything that talks around the possibility that a character could be anything besides straight or gay/lesbian. Obviously, sexual orientation isn't limited to a specific label. Oftentimes, people choose to remain unlabeled, fall somewhere under the queer umbrella, or consider things like this very complex and therefore don't take on a label. It's the casual way Imogen goes from "I like people" to being referred to as a lesbian during her final season and expressing disgust when contemplating getting involved with her canonical ex boyfriend. The writers' Twitter "confirmed" Imogen as pansexual years later and that's also how I interpret the character's sexual orientation, but.. it doesn't change how they chose to portray Imogen's sexual orientation. However, it's also true that society is only now starting to catch up and has started writing their characters accordingly. Tristan's ignorance about Miles's sexual orientation and refusal to put his insecurities aside and accept that he's in love with a bisexual man until his final season has no excuse. There could have been an arc dedicated to Tristan unlearning this behavior and being a better partner and person in general. This never happened. Degrassi did the absolute bare minimum by having Lola be the one to validate Miles's identity presumably after enough people called them out on social media following the premiere of Next Class season 1. Tristan sort of halfway accepts that Miles is bi, but it's Miles who has the dialogue explaining while there's never acknowledgement that Tristan hadn't accepted Miles up to this point or made him feel any type of way. And on that note, Miles isn't shown reacting to any biphobia. We don't know what he thinks, whether he's mad, feels rejected, insecure, feels as though he needs to be "less" to be accepted by his boyfriend, etc. I don't think I made any sort of point, but basically I feel like everything gets reduced to "Tristan is trash," and that's the end of the conversation when I feel like it goes much deeper?

2.) Eli wasn't out of character during seasons 13 and 14. There's a precedent for Eli lashing out and blaming Clare when things don't go his way or she does something he perceives as wrong. Also, while the timeline was baffling, Eli's only human and it's not surprising that he'd struggle with loneliness once he and Clare were physically separated. As for season 14, Eli being possessive and saying inappropriate, vaguely misogynistic things to Clare 100% lines up with canon. Eli also seemed fully lucid to me when he was calling Clare a whore. He was clearly getting off on that and only changed his stance when he realized she was carrying his child.

3.) This is so minor, but I don't give a flying fuck that Alex Steele came back as Tori and not Angie. It's television. Actors play multiple roles all the time. It's kind of annoying that this overshadows Tori's whole character and existence. I don't think she was around long enough to be super complex or anything, but I liked that character for who she was and the monthly comments complaining about this since like 2011 have been annoying.

4.) As much as I love the idea of Spinner and Terri getting together and possibly becoming endgame in a scenario where Terri sticks around, in actuality I think Spinner would have dropped the ball hard. Considering how he behaved with Paige during season 4, I doubt he would have been the best boyfriend to Terri with or without Paige's interference. As shady as Paige was, Spinner's interest switched from Terri to Paige extremely quickly.

5.) Ashley was depressed throughout her time on the show barring the year she spent in London and everyone missed it, the writers included. I don't know that this is actually unpopular, but she's constantly misunderstood and accused of being "moody" and "dramatic" and it's just very obvious to me that she's unhappy a lot of the time and feels very stifled. She's desperate to find some sort of way to express herself whether it be by writing and performing songs or altering her physical appearance. And at the end of season 4, I genuinely think her mental health had taken its toll which forced her to cut contact with Craig and get the hell away from Degrassi. While she came back seemingly with a new lease on life and appeared happier during season 6, by season 7 she was back to feeling limited and suddenly, the plans she made with Jimmy that used to make sense felt all wrong. IDK.

[chidoroki]

182 Days of TPN - Day 33

Chapter 33: “Action, Part 2”

Again, no indication of the lullaby being hummed, but I love that the anime includes her doing so. I love her voice so much, both sub & dubbed. But damn ma’am, no need to sound so relieved that you’ll finally be free from your own son. (even though she didn’t really know Ray was her true kid until six years ago.)

Okay, so here’s where the timing of midnight sends me into a state of confusion, at least in the anime’s case. With the manga, we know Emma enters the dinning room to meet Ray at 23:38 and I can believe their whole conversation takes up until midnight when Ray drops the match. We also learn in this chapter Isabella finishes putting the babies to sleep at 23:45 and then does whatever in her office until she’s alerted by Emma’s scream. The manga makes more sense to me for this scene because it doesn’t specify exactly how long she’s in her office for or when Isabella reacts to the commotion in the dinning room. It’s easier to believe the kids had enough time to set up for Emma’s grand performance when we have no idea the current time of night.

With the anime however, we get Isabella hear Emma’s scream just seconds after midnight which baffles me greatly since that scream of Emma’s happens way after she catches Ray’s match! After singeing her hands, she has Thoma & Lani set up Ray’s replacement, takes out Ray’s tracker, made the boys vacate the premises so she can start the fire and then lets out that scream.. all of that certainly can’t happen in a matter of seconds just as the clock finishes its twelve midnight chimes! I dunno man, anime time is weird, but at least Emma’s voice actresses nailed that scream.. you don’t wanna know how often I just replayed it back.

Anyways, my nitpicking aside.. the fire is quite the spectacle, especially with how quick it was able to spread. We already got walls coming down. I also love how we don’t get a perfect look at Emma actually wearing her shoes, whether they’re drawn completely dark as they are here or covered by speech bubbles. You can still notice them sure, but it makes it fun to look back at once Isabella notices the footwear and how little focus they received.

Ah Isabella, a renowned caretaker who spent many years acting like the perfect mother in order to provide high quality merchandise to the farm.. and she ends up gets fooled by one of her own children in a very spectacular fashion. Sorry honey, I think you raised Emma a bit too well to be a proficient actor.

Props to Gilda as well for the subtle act she put on in front of mom and leading the other kids out. I gotta wonder though, what did the younger kids do when they all evacuated? Did they not see the fifteen escapees at all? Or if they did, even wonder where they’re all going and if they should follow too? Maybe Phil kept them under control.. yeah, let’s go with that.

The speed at which this girl ran away from the fire is exactly how quick she earned a permanent place in my heart. I know she resorted to cutting her ear off simply because she had no time (literally about ten seconds in the anime) to effectively take her tracker out with Isabella nearby, but damn girl! Ya gotta be so strong physically, mentally and emotionally to even pull off a stunt like that. Fair reminder that she’s only eleven!

The squad!! I love these kids, but I wish the majority got more spotlight, aside from Don, Gilda and Anna. The rest don’t do too much in the story? like they’ll have their own moment but the impact of it ranges from impactful to forgettable. I just wanna know more about them individually too. But yes, huzzah, big relief washed over me seeing Ray still alive.

OH! And see! The time once again! Manga basically telling us it had to take about twenty minutes for everything post-match drop to happen up until Emma reunites with the group, so the fact the anime had that whole operation finished seconds after midnight is so strange to me.

Much more intimidating than how the anime adapted it, even though this panel kinda ignored how Emma’s palms got a little scorched from catching the match and are now seemingly fine.

Favorite panel/moment:

I dunno, I like the panel of all the escapees and Emma reciting Norman’s words, but I really love this silly one of Ray too??

“I’ll explain later” ... yeah, this shouldn’t give me ch144 flashbacks, but it does.

[youcallyourselfafilmcritic]

Here are events in Madame Web I will say as dispassionately as possible (spoilers obviously). I am not making these up:

-Ezekiel-the villain-wants the spider to become rich unlike Cassie's mom who wants to use them for healing. 20 years later he is rich. It's never explained how he made his wealth with this one spider if he didn't use it for medical purposes

-He murders their exploratory team the SECOND they find the spider even though it would make more sense to use them to get safely out of the Amazon and then double cross them once he can safely get away

-He shoots Cassie's mom in a struggle. It's implied this is because she's pregnant but it's weird with how quickly he kills the other guys and as she's holding the spider this would be a way easier way to resolve their scuffle

-The actor is ADR'd in every scene he's in and they go out of their way to make this obvious. Like he either speaks offscreen or they obscure his mouth in some way-he's also out of sync in certain points

-The main character nearly drowns. Twice. My guess is this is a motif because her powers get activated the first time and she becomes more Madame Web-y the second time and she was born in a pool while her mother dies-however for a movie that explains everything like you're a moron this is not made very clear and feels repetitive

-Uncle Ben is a supporting character and Cassie's best friend. Mary is a another supporting character, for some reason played by Emma Roberts. Peter Parker's birth is a plot point. Richard Parker is awkwardly absent for the whole movie and they heavily imply Ben has only just met May though they don't name her

-The scene inferring to May is them at the hospital eating Chinese food. Ben says because Cassie's fortune cookie fortune is smudged they will "never eating here again". They are not eating at the restaurant-they got take out

-They set up a character only to kill him off about five minutes later. This is meant to be emotional. It's done in such an awkwardly stilted way it reminded me of this:

-Cassie reacts in shock and confusion to her future vision powers AT LEAST FIVE DIFFERENT TIMES before she gets a grip on them. This includes a scene of her saving a pigeon in her apartment which felt like a reshoot because Sony thinks their audience is really fucking stupid

-We only see Julia Mattie and Anya suit up in flashforwards in two really brief scenes. This doesn't even last 3 minutes

-Ezekiel's plan involve.s seducing an NSA agent to steal her clearance (keep in mind this movie takes place in 2003). He has a nightmare about the Spider-Women killing him and discusses it really bluntly with this woman post-coitus. As in straight up tells her he dreams of his death. She has zero reaction like a normal person for about 4 minutes before reaching for her gun. This scene goes on a painfully long time and it cannot be overstated part of his plan relies on her going to bed with him so he can get the clearance password

-Mattie crosses paths with Cassie right at the beginning flipping off her ambulance. This movie takes place in 2003 New York-there is absolutely 0 way you are that rude to first responders without getting crucified

-Actually while I'm here the "coincidence" thing is brought up cause Cassie ran into all three of the girls and obviously has a past with the man trying to kill her (unbeknownst to her at the time). This could be how they try to explain the Parkers being in this. This is either a desperate sequel hook or them lazily explaining how convenient the script is cause it does not really come up again-you decide!

-Ezekiel's not Spider-Man suit is the funniest thing I've ever seen. I laugh every single time it's onscreen

-Cassie is framed as a kidnapper after Sydney Sweeney shouts that she is and then steals a taxi and shoves the three girls in the back. This becomes a plot point once. It's never brought up again

-Cassie removes the plates of the taxi and drops them right next to the cab. She doesn't even attempt to get rid of them

-She also abandons the girls in the middle of the woods by themselves so she can go back to her apartment to get her mom's notes. She doesn't know how Ezekiel is tracking them so she is just going on blind faith that they'll be safe

-Cassie never once looked into her mother's notes in the presumably 30 years she's had them. This may be because she has anger over her mother. This is brought up at Mary's baby shower (really painfully) and then never again until it's resolved

-May as well mention it here-the acting is awful. From everyone-equally terrible. The three girls are trying with what little they're given-it doesn't help that they are slapped on sympathetic backstories really haphazardly and never stand out outside of being a unit

-There is a sequence with kind of a clever set up where Cassie has to time the song Toxic to her future vision to stop Ezekiel killing the girls. However when shown it's faster to get to their location cutting through trees she reverses the cab onto the main road. Despite time being a factor and something like what happens-she getting stuck behind a lorry-not really something she needs to be concerned. Keep in mind she saves the girls by driving the taxi into the diner so the car's safety is not really an issue

-Cassie, now a fugitive of the law accused of kidnapping and actually driving a cab into a diner, decides it's best to fly to Peru and abandons the girls AGAIN (at least this time she unloads them onto Ben). We see the fugitive drive away in the banged up taxi after going back to Queens to drop the girls off and there's a time cut showing a plane flying into Peru implying she made it. It is never explained how she got to Peru

-Some guy that's part of the magic spider people's tribe drops massive amounts of exposition onto her. This character is seen once in the opening promising Cassie's mom she will tell her all this and is never seen again after this

-When Cassie gets back from Peru she is driving the same fucked up cab. She then steals an ambulance to replace it after paramedics conveniently drive up next door to Ben's (not there to help Mary with her pregnancy of course-that would make sense-but that's already been used to get the girls away from Cassie to set off this climax-it's just an easy out for her yet again as she uses the klaxon to get through traffic

-She sets off fireworks inexplicably stockpiled in a Pepsi-Cola factory and one of them removes a wall that helps our heroes. It is a very specifically powered firework

-All the girls are put in dilemmas on the roof that is framed as a choice for Cassie but she instead gets her powers to astral project herself. My friend described it as like something out of a Tell Tale game-it's as contrived as it sounds

-Cassie calls a chopper to save them. Cassie sets off the fireworks and uses their powers to guess where they're coming from to dodge them. Her stupidity in combining these plans results in a firework hitting the chopper destroying it

-Incidentally the fireworks have some of the most convenient directions ever conceived in the history of fireworks. Same with how strong they actually are

-The Pepsi-Cola sign is part of the climax as has been revealed. What you may not know is that the villain of this movie dies being crushed by the P falling on him

-When Cassie nearly drowns the second time her face gets hit by one of the fireworks. This is how she goes blind. It''s also how she got her facial scarring. It's also presumably how she becomes wheelchair dependant

-Peter Parker's birth is framed through hospital curtains that look like webs

-Despite being a fugitive of the law who destroyed property and stole an ambulance IN THE MIDDLE OF A CALL Cassie ends up in hospital with 0 complications legally speaking

-A nurse comes in and asks if the three girls are kin. Cassie says they are. The nurse immediately leaves without question

-We only see Madame Web's outfit at the tail end of the film. They desperately want to sequel hook this fucking thing

I'm probably forgetting things

[sammysdewysensitiveeyes]

More random Claremont stuff:

I admit, Claremont does some of the same off-panel development that I complain about with Duggan. Like Storm and Jean become fast friends, to the point that Storm loves her like a sister, very quickly. And we mostly don't see it happen on-panel, although we get a lot of them hanging out after the relationship is established. On the other hand, I think Claremont balances the team pretty well. Poor Lorna and Alex get pushed aside, but for the ones that stay, we get a lot of development. Even Banshee gets a lot of attention before Claremont takes him off the team.

Wolverine getting his ass kicked:

Like I said, I appreciate Wolverine so much more when he's allowed to occasionally be humiliated, to fail, to have other characters put him in his place. If he's an asshole, the rest of the team should react to him being an asshole, and they do. Colossus, Storm, Cyclops and Jean all tell him off at various times. At the same time, we see Wolverine grow and develop and show more of his better side, like this scene with Colossus, where Colossus has got a kind of mental block against using his full powers.

Colossus is such a sweet-heart, by the way. He's not really someone I pay a lot of attention to, but early Colossus is just a really kind person who always wants to help, and gets sad when he fails (especially getting tossed around by Magneto). He's also described as "the youngest X-Man" before Kitty joins. Bobby is not there, so I'm not sure how Piotr compares to her, but he's presumably younger than everyone else.

We actually get a few X-Men ages. There's an annual where Nightcrawler turns 21. Jean's tombstone shows that she died at 24, so Cyclops is presumably a similar age. Much later in the mid-90's, Scott will declare that he's 25, so I guess Marvel just completely froze them in time, or else Scott lost Jean, got married, had a baby with his wife, left them both, and sent his baby to the future all in the course of a year. It's okay, we all know most X-Characters aren't allowed to age beyond their mid-to-late 20's.

Scott and Jean at a seedy nightclub looking for a new mutant (who turns out to be Dazzler) is like Brad and Janet in Rocky Horror:

Oh no, that guy has a pierced nose, scandal! Jean of course doing the standard Claremont "I'm disgusted by this but part of me is also attracted to it!" I know it's part of her corruption arc, but Claremont seems to love doing this.

Also Claremont:

"And then Storm gets naked again, because she loves being naked, she is in tune with the elements!"

Also Claremont:

"And then there's an extensive scene of Storm getting a lock-pick out of her head-dress, and we need a close-up of her tongue working it into her mouth!"

This definitely isn't weird or anything:

And of course, there's the whole Jean Grey in lingerie living out a weird colonialist fantasy. It gets really distasteful when Jason casts Storm in the role of a slave, c'mon dude.

Meanwhile, Sebastian Shaw always immediately ready to take his shirt off:

Storm lowers the temperature in a desperate attempt to get Shaw to put his shirt back on, to no avail. He choose to be shirtless and he will REMAIN shirtless!

Despite all this, and the obvious Claremont fetish stuff, I actually think women in these older comics were less sexualized than in the era of Liefeld and later Land. Like, the proportions are idealized, but they are still body proportions I could imagine on an actual, real-life woman. We don't have ridiculous wasp waists and massive balloon tits, and constant sexy poses. Emma is in lingerie for her first appearance, and still feels less sexualized than her later appearances, especially getting into the 90's and 2000's. Storm is basically in a bathing suit with cut-outs, but it covers her entire butt, unlike Psylock's later buttfloss costume. Kitty Pryde actually looks like a thirteen year-old (and yeah, I realize some kids develop faster than others, but she's not drawn in a way meant to be overtly sexy, thank God, because she's thirteen.) Of course, the sexiness is there, it's obviously there with the Hellfire Club stuff and Jean's seduction, but it doesn't feel quite as in-your-face as in some later comics. It doesn't take me completely out of the story like Land art does.

[guardkeywolf]

Aight so I saw your recent post about waiting for someone to request for one of your C.L.A.W.S ocs so I got one

So which one of your C.L.A.W.S ocs gets drunk almost everyday and how do the cod boys react to it?

She Drinks Like No Other

Emma Claw drinks like it's nothing.

Unlike her mother, Emma still retains her ability to get drunk off of alcohol. Only thing is, her Ultrian side still slightly hinders it. Her tolerance is almost nonexistent till her 70th shot.

Yes, they counted and 70 is her limit.

She doesn't even feel the wooziness of the alcohol until she's at her 50th. So expect the boys to be very surprised.

Soap:

• This man thinks he can drink her under the table the first time

• He fails

• He stops at 5

• Emma still goes to 10 but doesn't stop

• Even after an hour, Emma is still going when he's sober

• He's super concerned then when he sees she's gone through 3 bottles of whiskey

• Takes the bottle away from her and runs for his life when a still-sober Emma comes after him

��� He swore she was speeding up and she was when she managed to tackle him from behind

• Soap learned to never interrupt Emma when she was drinking or take the bottle away

Gaz:

• He wasn't much of a drinker like the other 3 but he still enjoyed a drink every now and then

• He remembers when he caught Emma walking around the base with a bottle that he wasn't familiar with

• He went over and asked why she was carrying it

• She called it her "Extra Stash"

• Gaz instantly reached for it and he was on the floor instantly

• Her grip was truly something else when she got some alcohol into her body

• Emma growled at him and he didn't dare move in the woman's presence

• After awhile she let him up and gave him a stern warning to never touch her drink

• Gaz kept his distance after that

Price:

• This man himself was no stranger to kicking back and having a drink but there was also a time and a place

• The Captain yelled at the C.L.A.W.S Lieutenant when he saw her pull out a full bottle from her pack while they were getting shot at

• She yelled at him to shut up at she poured herself a cup while bullets whizzed past her

• She popped the cork off and downed the whole thing in seconds

• Price stared at her

• He would admit, it was impressive but again time and place

• He watched the Blonde throw the bottle off to the side before standing up and hoping over the barricade that was stopping the enemies bullets

• He yelled her name multiple times but she didn't listen

• In 2 minutes, the shots that ranged were silenced

• Emma hoped back over bullets embedded into her skin and a great deal of blood Price hoped wasn't hers

• "Its clear..."

• Price shook his head at the woman

• He was going to have a talk with Blitz the next time he saw her

Ghost:

• Simply another man who enjoyed drinking like Price

• When the team had been invited out for an evening with the C.L.A.W.S, who was he to turn it down

• Emma and Blitz had been there, Blitz sadly explaining Wolf and Leo had been called in for a mission

• The Brit watched the Captain and Sergeant's faces frown at the information and decided to indulge themselves in their own conversations between each other

• Johnny was talking to Blitz about one of the most recent mission they had went on and Emma was sitting at the bar with a whole bottle in hand

• Wait...

• What?

• He turned to Emma again and cocked his head to the side a bit to get her attention

• She noticed quickly and nodded at him

• "You 'onna drink that all yourself, eh?"

• He meant it as a joke

• Emma didn't catch it however as she sent him a grin and opened the bottle again and started to down it in seconds

• If Ghost wasn't wearing his mask, they would have saw the way his mouth was agape when he watched her down the liquor like it was nothing

• When it was all gone, she replied to his question

• "Indeed I can, Lieutenant..."

• She smirked at him

• "I didn't actually mean it!"

• Emma's eyes widened before she let out a heartily laugh

• Ghost shook his head watching the woman enjoy herself

•The Lieutenant was truly something else...

[lilacmoon83]

Clarity

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Chapter 63: Smoke and Mirrors

Snow examined the wounds on her husband's back once they left the Bolt mansion.

"Baby…we need to get you to the hospital," she said. He sighed.

"I'm fine Snow…and I'm in no mood to deal with Whale," he replied sourly. She gave him a look and Emma chuckled, as she watched him relent.

"I'm sure Fauna can patch you up and we can bypass Whale completely," Merryweather offered. He nodded.

"Okay…just as long as I don't have to look at Whale's punchable face," he grumbled. Snow smiled and slipped her arms around his and leaned against his arm, as they walked away from the mansion.

What should have been a quick drive back to the main part of town and the hospital took a lot longer than expected. It had started. Storybrooke was already being inundated with traffic from the outside world, including civilians and a plethora of media vans. They saw Lucian talking to some of the media, probably advertising his hotel for lodging purposes. But what concerned them the most was they saw a few black SUV's that were likely government vehicles, which meant they possibly had federal law enforcement present as well.

"This is a nightmare," Emma said, as they finally got through the traffic and arrived at the hospital. Cameras started flashing, as the three of them got out of the truck. The others had followed in Gold's car and they joined them.

"Emma Swan…can you speak to the peculiar events that Aleister Bolt has claimed are real and feature you?" one reporter asked.

"Are you actors in his elaborate attempt to blur the lines between fantasy and reality?" another shouted. So not everyone was buying this after all. It made sense that some might think this whole thing was a hoax.

"Do you really expect people to believe that this couple are your long lost parents?" the same reporter continued and she stopped to look at him. The malice in his voice was evident. He clearly thought she was either looking for attention or crazy.

"I've done my homework on you, Miss Swan. You're an orphan and a convict. Your parents abandoned you on the side of the road. Are the three of you in on some con or are you delusional and this couple is just humoring you?" he asked. David wanted to throttle him right there for suggesting their daughter was crazy, but Emma held his arm.

"Dad…don't. He wants us to react," she warned. He sighed and gave the man a cold glare, as they hurried away from the mob of people and into the hospital.

"This is nuts," Neal commented.

"Yeah…they did their homework on me. Guess I should have expected that," Emma said.

"Yeah…which means me too. Probably explains the Feds," Neal replied. Her head shot up and she looked at him.

"What do you mean?" she asked. He shrugged.

"I never went to jail for all the stealing I did back in the day," he replied.

"Then you need to go into hiding," David suggested.

"He's right," Rumple agreed.

"No…" Neal refused.

"You getting arrested and taken away from our son does none of us any good," Emma said.

"I have no intention of letting them arrest me, but I'm also not running again," he said, as he took a chance and took her hand.

"I ran last time and let you take the fall. It was the biggest mistake of my life," he confessed. Snow smiled and put a hand to her heart. She remembered the day that she stopped running. It was when she realized she had found her home; her home in Charming.

"Okay…guess we have experience dodging cops," she agreed, as they made their way to the nurse's station.

"Fauna…" Merryweather called.

"Oh thank goodness…I keep hearing things and people keep saying the town is being invaded," she said.

"Unfortunately, that's a fairly accurate description," Rumple stated.

"And Aleister decided to put us through more trauma for his entertainment. Charming took the worst of it," Snow said.

"Snow…I'm fine," he said, as he grimaced slightly from the pain in his back.

"Oh honey…this is not fine, but I should be able to patch you up," Fauna said, as she led him and Snow to an exam room.

"Thanks…we really don't want to deal with Whale right now," Snow said. Fauna smiled.

"No worries…he's probably drunk somewhere anyway," the peridot fairy answered.

"That's surprising…I thought someone like him would be out in front of the cameras, trying to lap up the attention," David mentioned.

"He probably would be, except someone already let them in on the fact that he's actually Dr. Frankenstein and they're not exactly giving him the kind of attention he likes," Fauna replied. David smirked.

"I'm not going to say I feel bad about that," he said, as he shed his shirt so his wounds could be treated.

"Be nice," Snow chided. He hissed a bit, as Fauna cleaned his lacerations.

"Is it bad?" Snow asked with concern.

"He's lucky…any deeper and he would need stitches. Fortunately, I think we can just bandage and then you'll just need to clean with antiseptic twice a day to prevent infection. I'll give you some antibiotic cream too," she replied. Snow sighed in relief.

"I told you I'm okay," he promised, as he gently kissed her forehead.

~*~

Emma waited for her parents and then noticed Lily coming in with a tape recorder in hand.

"Lily…" Emma said. The dark haired girl smirked.

"Long time, no see…" Lily replied.

"I'm actually glad I ran into you…I need to talk to you about your Mom," Emma said.

"You can save all that stuff about family, Emma…it's not for me," Lily replied. Emma opened her mouth, but Lily continued.

"Remember? I had one and they sucked," she added.

"But they weren't your real family. You were stolen from your real Mom, just like I was from my parents. You by Cruella and me by the curse," Emma reasoned.

"Like I said…not interested. After you dumped me as your best friend, I found Tamara and she took me under her wing. She helped me get rid of my adopted family and showed me how lucky I was to be spared from this insanity," Lily said.

"Then why are you here?" Emma asked.

"To expose it all to the world, of course and the dangers of unchecked magic," Lily replied.

"Your boss is the only one with magic right now," Emma argued.

"You're right…but I've heard all the stories. Magic went unchecked and atrocities happened…you can't deny that," Lily replied.

"Maybe…but atrocities happen in this world too and we don't blame anyone except the person that committed it. Why don't my parents and the other innocent people get the same treatment?" Emma asked.

"I'm not here to blame them, Emma…I just want an interview with the people that threw their daughter in a wardrobe and abandoned her. You remember, don't you? You were quite the talk of this area in 1983," Lily said, as she held up an old newspaper about her.

"You're not getting anywhere near my parents," Emma growled. Lily smirked and walked away.

"We'll see," she said.

"Was that Lily?" Snow asked, as they came out of the exam room.

"Yeah…and I hate it, but she's just as brainwashed as Greg. Apparently Tamara had the same effect on her," Emma replied.

"You tried…that's all anyone can ask," David said, as they hugged her between them.

"He's right…I just feel bad for Maleficent. We got really lucky that you don't hate us and want nothing to do with us. I know it could have been very different," Snow said. Emma shook her head.

"We all got cheated. I know now that you never wanted to give me up and it doesn't change that my childhood sucked, but we're all victims in this whole thing," she said, as they walked toward the exit and saw that it was still mobbed by reporters.

"I'm not supposed to, but I can take you out the employee exit. You can bypass the mob that way," Fauna offered. They smiled.

"Thanks," Emma said, as they followed her.

~*~

Narcissa positioned her new enchanted mirror and looked at the golden trim. She had asked Aleister for one and he obliged as a reward for her part in exposing Storybrooke.

She took a deep breath and then asked her question.

"Mirror, Mirror, on the wall…who is the fairest one of all?" she asked. The new entity in her mirror appeared and looked much the same as the last one.

"Snow White is the fairest in all the lands," it answered and she clenched her fists, before letting out a yell of frustration.

"I take it you're still not getting the results you want," Regina said, as she stood in the doorway of her normal office. The wall to wall mirrors were unsettling, to say the least.

"What do you want?" Narcissa asked with a glare.

"Despite how much I despise the fact you've brought the world to Storybrooke, you and I still have a common enemy," Regina replied. Narcissa's gaze narrowed.

"And what? You want to team up with me to destroy my niece? I could never trust you," the blonde answered. Regina smirked.

"You don't need to. We've both failed to destroy Snow on our own. But maybe we can get it done if we work together," she suggested.

"I don't want to just kill her…that's not enough. She needs to suffer for all the pain she's caused," Narcissa said. Regina suppressed an eye roll and instead nodded in agreement.

"We agree on that, but in order for your mirror to give you the answer you want, she has to die," Regina said. Narcissa's eyes lit up with a devious glint.

"Or…we destroy her beauty. We scar her pretty face beyond recognition and she loses everything!" she said.

"And how do you plan on scarring her?" Regina questioned.

"I don't know…acid would do the trick and be incredibly painful. You can distract her at the ball and I can throw it in her face in front of everyone," Narcissa said.

"Sounds like a devious plan," Regina replied.

"But if I help you…then you have to do something for me," she added.

"You and your son will be off limits and outside law enforcement will deal with Neal Cassidy," Narcissa said.

"And Emma?" Regina asked.

"She'll be too busy with her mother and Aleister can buy any Judge," Narcissa answered.

"You've thought of everything. It's a deal," Regina said, as she walked out of the office and then outside the Courthouse where Henry was waiting for her.

"You were right…she's insane," Regina said.

"Then she has a plan to hurt Grams?" Henry asked.

"Yes…at the ball, which means now that we know about it, I can double-cross her and stop her," Regina replied, as Henry gave her a long gaze.

"What?" she asked.

"It's just…there was a time that you wanted to hurt Grams, but you've changed," Henry replied.

"I'm trying…you were always right. It feels much better doing something good than evil," Regina said.

"I'm proud of you, Mom," Henry replied. She gave him a genuine smile.

"Well…we have to get you ready for your first ball, though I think we'd all prefer dinner at Granny's instead," she said.

"Definitely, but if everything goes right, we can get that wand and fix everything," he replied. She nodded and they headed off to the shop that was providing evening wear for the upcoming ball.

~*~

"Here is he, boss," as two large men dragged August into the Bolt mansion.

"Ah…welcome Pinocchio," he greeted, as he stood up to observe what his hired hands had brought to him.

"Remarkable…" he said, as he marveled at what he was seeing.

"So…you turned back to wood, because you're a thief and a liar?" Walsh questioned, as he flipped through the book.

"Well…his father did dump him in this world with a baby at age seven. That's pretty messed up," Lily commented.

"What do you want with me?" August asked.

"We're going to display you for all to see at the ball. You'll be a highlight of our next video," Aleister replied.

"You can't just make people do what you want!" August cried, as he struggled against the brutes that were holding him. Aleister smirked and waved his wand. August disappeared and reappeared on a stage. He was now attached to some strings and he looked horrified.

"Can't I?" he asked, as he waved the wand and made the strings move, leaving August completely at the mercy of his every whim.

~*~

"Oh Emma…" Snow said, as she looked at her daughter in the ball gown. Snow had taken the liberty of calling the shop ahead and picking out their attire, since Emma had no idea how to do any of this.

"And you wore this kind of thing all the time back in our land?" Emma asked, as she looked at the soft baby blue material with uncertainty.

"Well…this wouldn't have been an everyday dress, but we often had to dress the part. Getting dressed in this land is definitely less hassle and more comfortable," Snow said.

"So you'll be wearing something like this too?" Emma asked.

"Yes…though my gown is white. Your father loves the color on me," she mentioned. Snow noticed that calling him that no longer made Emma uncomfortable and she reflected on how far they had come.

"Okay…well, at least it's only for a night and hopefully after that, we have that wand and everything can go back to normal," Emma said. Snow gave her a look and she rolled her eyes.

"Or as normal as Storybrooke gets anyway," she added. Snow smiled and made her way downstairs to check on David, who was trying on his attire for the ball. She felt desire curl in her, as she spotted her husband in the red leather doublet, with velvet sleeves and black leather pants. It brought back a ton of memories and she admired how good he looked, especially his posterior in those pants.

"Are you checking me out?" he asked, with a note of amusement in his voice. She smirked and raised her chin with a sly look on her face.

"I'm always checking you out, handsome. It's hard not to. I can only imagine how crazy you're driving all those women on the Internet. And probably some men too," she mentioned. He shook his head and pulled her into his arms.

"Not interested and I'm always doing plenty of admiring myself, my beautiful wife," he said in a husky tone, as their lips met. It quickly turned heated and passionate, as hands roamed and she pressed her forehead against his when their lips parted. She remembered the wounds on his back and what they were facing and her features showed it.

"I'm okay…" he reminded her.

"I know…but you keep getting hurt protecting us," she replied.

"I'll endure all the scars if it means you and Emma are safe. Good always wins, like you say," he assured her, as there was a knock at the door.

"Oh…that's probably Merryweather. She said she had something she wanted to tell us," Snow said. He smiled and pecked her on the lips.

"I'm going to change back into my regular clothes and I'll be out," he said. She nodded and answered the door.

"Hi honey…" Merryweather said, as they hugged and Snow let her in.

"Would you like some coffee or tea?" she asked.

"Thanks, but I'm fine," Merryweather replied, as they sat down, just as Emma came down and David came out from behind the curtain.

"What did you want to talk to us about?" Snow asked.

"I know that you probably haven't had a chance to talk about it with everything going on, but I know that you remember Wilby from back in our land," Merryweather replied, as she referred to their dog, who was sleeping in his dog bed nearby.

"Wait…how would you know Wilby?" David asked. Snow remembered the morning that Emma had him with her and told them she found him. It seemed like it was so long ago, since everything had been so crazy since.

"Do you remember when you helped that person locked in the prison carriage by the woodcutter?" she asked. She watched the gears turn in her husband's head for a moment and his gaze narrow.

"How…how did you know about that? It was before we met," he replied, as she watched his eyes widen then.

"It was you?" he asked. She nodded.

"I didn't know it until I saw Wilby. I recognized him from earlier when the Woodcutter captured me," she explained.

"Wait…you two met before that day in the forest when you stole Dad's ring?" Emma asked in confusion. Snow shook her head.

"No…he helped kill the Woodcutter and unlocked the carriage, but I wouldn't let him see my face. I knew anyone that helped me would have a target on their back, since I was still on the run from the Queen," she explained.

"And you rewarded him with gold to save his farm. Your hands brushed that day and it was then that your love was actually born. It would only be realized later in the shadows of the Troll bridge," Merryweather said.

"How do you know that?" David asked. She sighed.

"I was always watching you, Snow…I longed to go to you and save you myself. But getting myself banished or worse by Blue wouldn't have done you any good either," she replied.

"But there is a reason I'm telling you this. Something happened that day when your hands brushed. The spark of true love, a very remarkable thing and even more remarkable since you hadn't even truly met yet," she continued. David smiled at his wife.

"We've always known what we have is really special…but even as powerful as our love is, how does that help with our situation now?" he asked. Merryweather smiled.

"I'm glad you asked, because there is a tiny chance there is something that can, though it's a huge gamble, because it may not do anything without magic here," the fairy said.

"And what is it that we're talking about?" Emma asked.

"When your parents' hands brushed that first time they met, it created a spark, which then created a baby sapling. The sapling has the immense power of light magic, just like you," Merryweather replied.

"But I don't have magic in a place without," Emma said.

"To a point, you don't…but you still broke the curse with magic and you've always had breakthrough occasions. I'm sure you're aware of the flickering lights and exploding light bulbs around you throughout your life, specifically in emotional times," she said.

"Yeah…I guess I never thought about it, but you're right," Emma replied.

"But the sapling was created in the Enchanted Forest. Do we know if it even came over with the curse?" David asked. Merryweather nodded.

"It's possible…Longbourne was part of Misthaven and came as well. We just need to find it," she replied.

"Where do we even start though?" Snow asked.

"Well…that's the tricky part, but if I had to guess, it would be in a place that's very special to you both," Merryweather replied. Their eyes widened.

"The Toll Bridge," they said simultaneously. Emma and Merryweather smiled, appreciating the synchronicity.

"Let's go," David said, as they got their coats and hurried out.

[pammei]

Our moms?!

Rindou Haitani x reader (chatfic) 

Chapter 1-3 from Our moms by pammeiwammei (me) on Wattpad

❥@Rindog has followed you.

'Rindou? Followed me?' I glare at my phone deciding if i should call hina or not. "Y/n, done with homework?" "Yes mom" She looks around "Oh by the way you know my new friend Sara? Well I met one of her sons and he goes to your school so I gave him your instagram."

Oh shit.

"Mom, why would you give my instagram to a stranger?!" I yelled at her thinking about what I'm gonna do in school tomorrow.

She looked at me with disappointment "Y/n watch your tone, and there's no harm in making new friends, is this about not wanting to be friends with guys?"

There she goes jumping into conclusions again. "No mom it's just he's not the nicest in my school okay?"

She just nodded and left

☕︎Instagram dms☕︎

❥Rindog: Yo y/n, seen ya around school but never talked to ya

❥Y/n_l/n: Um yeah.. Nice to meet you ig?

❥Rindog: No need to be so awkward i know imma lil intimating but i dont hurt girls

❥Y/n_l/n: Oh my bad for assuming

❥Rindog: all good👍

7:04 seen

❥@Randog has followed you.

'Oh shit, ran too?'

♡@Y/n_l/n has been added to group chat 'bros'♡

❥@Randog: Hey y/n its nice to meet ya ;)

❥@Y/n_l/n: Uh hi? Why was i added?

❥@Rindog: Ran wanted to meet ya Sorz for not askin before adding ya

'Why do they type like that tf'

❥@Randog: Its okay broski they shouldn't be offended over this LMAO

'Broski? BYE THE RED FLAGS'

❥@Y/n_l/n: Sorry my moms calling i gtg byebye.

❥@Rindog: See bro ya scared them away

☕︎Instagram dms☕︎

❥@Rindog: Hey sorry for ran he doesnt know how to talk to girls 4:28 seen Yo im real sorry if we offended ya 5:13 seen

❣︎ Meanwhile on the call with Hina and Emma:

"Why are they so desperate HELP" both I and Hina laugh at Emma's comment on the brothers.

"I don't know man but this whole thing is very suspicious, like how they keep dming me," I say as I try to clean my room "I mean it's funny how thirsty the popular guys are."

"Y/n, Sara just called and told me you've been ignoring her son." mom informs me as I try to hold my laugh

as soon as my mom left my room I look at the screen to see Emma and Hina looking like the skull emoji, then we all laughed so fucking hard I started choking.

"THEY-- REALlY TOLD THEIR- MOM PFFTTT." Emma said as we all started choking and snorting.

❣︎

@Y/n_l/n has added @drakens_bae4life, @Hina_Hanagaki to group chat 'bros'

❥@Randog: who the hell?

❥@drakens_bae4life: really? randog? 💀

❥@Randog: stfu

❥@Hina_Hanagaki: can yall not fight? 😕

❥@Randog can you shut up? 🥺

❥@Rindog: ran shut up for a second

❥@Randog: you a simp? │ ↳ ❥@Rindog: bro 💀  im just being nice bruh chill

♥︎@Randog is typing♥︎ ♡@Randog was kicked♡ ♡@drakens_bae4life was kicked♡ ♡@Hina_Hanagaki was kicked♡

❥@Rindog: y/n i understand that ran is an asshole sometimes hes just a lil messed in the head ya know? dont take the things he says to heart, he probs doesnt mean them just dont argue with him like if things go too far he might hurt you or your friends physically so just bear with him alr?

❥@Y/n_l/n: wow that kinda really nice of you to say thanks ill try but i am a little bit sensitive:(

❥@Rindog: completely understandable if anything he says or does bothers you just dm me ill deal with it Y/n reacted with a '❤︎' 5:48 seen

❣︎

"Y/n you're really quiet what's happening?" Hina asks,

"Rin's actually kinda nice.." I say awkwardly knowing it's gonna surprise them.

"who the fuck are you because you're not Y/n," Emma replied.

" Y/n, ARE YOU BLUSHING? GOODBYE GET SOME REST YOU NEED IT." Emma said and soon after left Hina also left not long after.

❥@Rindog: [link to a server]

❥@Y/n_l/n: sorryz i dont use discord 😋

❥@Rindog: want me to make ya an account?

❥@Y/n_l/n: forsure go ahead

❥@Rindog: user: bald ran#6969 password:ilovecatssm36

❥@Y/n_l/n: you like cats? nice

❥@Rindog: i mean sure but i just picked a random pass

❥@Y/n_l/n: logging in now ❤︎Read 10:19❤︎ As you log in you notice the two people in your friends list 'rindog#6969' and 'randawg#0690'. wow they really need new usernames.

☕︎Discord dms☕︎

❥Rindog: yo :wavingpenis:

❥bald ran: woah hi :catcrying: wait do i have the nitro thing or something?

❥Rindog: yeah thought ya might like it

❥bald ran: stop you didnt have tooooooo im gonna have to pay you back☹️

❥Rindog: NONO dont worry consider it a gift :)

☕︎Instagram groupchat: two married and one single person☕︎

❥@Y/n_l/n: EMMMA HINNAAAAAAAAAAJAJAHSHWHAHAU MEOWWQWWWWWWWWW

(Pretend you see the emotes.)MEOW RAWR MEOWMEOW

❥Hina: OH MY @EMMA LOOK ❥Emma: what? WHAT THE FUCK Y/N Y/N Y/N Y/N REPLY RIGHT FUCKING NOW

❥Y/n: meow 🤭

❥Emma: y/n

❥Y/n: what

❥Emma: you downloaded discord for him? i thought you were over that app after your e dating phase🤨

❥Y/n: BUT HE MADE ME AN ACCOUNT I COULDNT SAY NO

❥Hina: also tell that ran bitch to go eat dick he was suck a dick to me last time😢

❥Y/n: yeah forsure hina

❥Emma: downloading discord rn i was talking to mikey about what happened and he said theres a toman server. drakens there

❥Hina: INVITE ME TOO

☕︎Discord dms: Randawg#0690☕︎

❥bald ran: eat dick (from my friend you argued with last time)

❥randawg: bitch what send addy rn pussyio

❥bald ran youre not scaring anyone LMAO

❥randawg: jeez ok😢

"Y/n Sara just called, im disappointed why would you ever be mean to my friends son?" aint no way "💀"

☕︎Discord dms: Rindog#6969☕︎

❥bald ran: can you and your brother stop telling your mom that im being mean to you guys, i cant play roblox for a week now

❥Rindog: ran did that?🤭

❥bald ran: yes

❥Rindog: brb beating him up

❥bald ran: alright cya goodnight:)

❥Rindog: oh youre sleeping already? goodnight:) ❤︎Reacted with ♡❤︎

[jacobscustos]

the quarry but every character has a different role

jacob is now in max's shoes. distressed dogboy that loves naught but his gf and also processed snack foods. this sad little woof woof finding a crop top and yoga pants and being like "oh hell yeah i can make this work" only to get murked by kaylee hackett on the other side of the island

emma is now in laura's position. she broke up with jacob the day before they managed to escape chris hackett's Jail for Dogs & Ne'er-Do-Wells and now she feels like she needs to alleviate his curse bc he's been pretty bummed out since. vlogging her entire trip to the hackett house with the expressed intent to murder a man

ryan is in abi's role. the suave announcements boy has been on his mind this entire time and the day that they both finally tell each other that they like each other, he gets infected with Says Really Mean Things And Attempts Homicide On You And Also Is A Werewolf disease. he's abt to start biting ppl fr

dylan is in a similar situation to nick. not only did abi just kiss him for no real reason at the firepit but finally when he tells the guy he's liked all summer that he likes him, he gets attacked by a fucking bear??? homophobia still has some shooters out there apparently! also he's saying rude things he doesn't mean and it hurts :(

abi is now filling emma's role. she and the cute australian guy have been flirting all summer but she seriously misfires bc she assumes that making him jealous would be what made him want to make things official. plus now she's wearing baggy-ass clothes and running from murderous animals(?) so things have been tough lately

nick is currently in jacob's situation. he planned on making tonight the night he asked abi to go steady, but completely forgot that this was the day they left camp, so he oopsie poopsies the van. whoops nick you did a fucky wucky and now people are dying! also he had to watch abi kiss a very vehemently gay man to make him jealous and also he's naked. bad night overall buddy

laura is in kaitlyn's shoes. she's literally the only person here with an okay response to trauma, although a bit skewed since she does also tend to shoot at the problem first. the bright side is that she gets to be with her boyfriend for most of the entire night, so that's neat! (and come on of course she would get after max for not knowing the hackett's quarry song)

max is now in dylan's role. he's mostly just scared shitless of kaitlyn so the speech over the intercom is part fear of the bears(?) and part fear that kaitlyn will stab him if he gets the terminology wrong. ready to lay down his life to protect his gf, even if he's abt to turn into a werewolf. he's gonna react even more severely to getting maced (febreezed) by abi though, although he can act. give the boy a hand (srsly he needs it)

kaitlyn stands where ryan stood in canon. she's so confused when abi gives her the dare to kiss either max or laura but honestly she thinks they're both cute so. when emma shows up she's like "wait where's jacob?" and emma's like "about that" and kaitlyn's like "ok so i'm going to go save my bestie and i want it known that i'm not a fan of u but i also do think you're gorgeous"

bobby now owns and runs hackett's quarry. after his duty was up, he came back and started the camp and has adored being a mentor to kids since. no one at camp ever saw him angry before the incident with the van and they're all literally terrified of him now

chris is the sheriff of northkill. he got appointed sheriff after the death of the previous sheriff in the fire at eliza's sideshow, and has taken the position very seriously, in exchange for keeping eliza and silas's secret (the whole werewolf thing), which is why he keeps jacob and emma over the summer

travis is constance and eliza's handyman. he's felt the need to be worthy of approval since birth, and has taken up to doing the dirty work for his mom as a way of proving himself. he's fully aware that being stabbed hurts and will do it again unprovoked

constance goes out hunting with travis. she fills the same role her husband did in canon. emma reminds her what happened to her husband and she threatens to torture her endlessly. also there's smth going on with eliza but idk they're gal pals

eliza fills the same role as constance did in canon. after the fire that burned down her sideshow and killed jedediah, constance offered to let her and her son silas stay with them. after emma kills silas during the night, she becomes silent with rage

kaylee is now the biggest threat of the hackett werewolves. she's filling in for her brother caleb. freeze-dried girlboss

silas is floating in the pool now. rip dogboy. also he was the one that convinced kaylee to start the fire. manipulative little shit

caleb is patient zero. after helping to rescue silas and eliza from the sideshow, caleb notices a bite on his leg. while running from the flames, the "dog man" (eliza's ex-husband) bit him. the dog man died in the fire, but the curse lived on, as caleb left his grandfather to die in the chaos

jedediah's taken up tarot since dying. he cursed his bloodline after seeing caleb and kaylee among the flames, refusing to save him, opting instead to save an albino boy and a woman that he barely knew. he's now trying to convince whoever is listening to off the vorez family, even at the cost of his own family. plus lance hendriksen would fucking slay this role i mean come on

[swanqueensalad]

I’ve been wondering if you have any HCs for Regina’s relationship with sex and intimacy after her marriage to Leopold? Like, how did she navigate relationships with people she wanted to trust, like Emma, afterwards?

hi anon! thanks for this (& sorry for leaving it sitting in my inbox for months while i was awol) - it's a really interesting ask.

i'm also gonna shamelessly self promote this fic i wrote which is a character study of regina focusing on her relationship to her sexuality.

before i get into my thoughts, i'll give a cw for discussion of rape, abuse and sexual content. this is going to be a long post, so find it under the cut.

so i think it's safe to say regina's marriage to leopold was deeply traumatic for a number of reasons. i talk in more detail about that here but the long and short of it is, she was a traumatised 18 year old sold into a marriage where she was raped and emotionally isolated by her grandfatherly husband all the while living with the girl who she blamed for daniel's death and for trapping her in this marriage, and being groomed by the literal dark one.

this was a very long, dark and formative period of her life, and as such it would definitely have long term effects, especially for her relationship to sex/intimacy

i'm gonna go out on a limb here and say leopold was probably her first. regina may have loved daniel but they were teenagers in a secret relationship, and regina was raised as a noblewoman by a power-hungry mother - they were not having sex. it's horrible, but we can assume that for years regina's only sexual experience was being raped by an old man she hated.

if cora had spoken to her about sex at all it would have been a very cold 'you can use this to get power' kind of thing i think, so i honestly doubt she ever would have thought sex could be good, let alone something she'd want.

ik this is specifically a swan queen ask but i hope you'll forgive me a necessary dragon queen interlude:

i think maleficent was the first person regina had sex with outside of her husband and for that reason, it's this relationship that actually dealt with the fallout of that in the biggest way. regina clearly had a huge crush on mal from the start and had glorified her into this inspirational beacon of hope and possibility for herself, and she was obviously pretty touch starved, but when mal started to actually act on their mutual attraction she was probably scared - she had never been with someone she liked before, never been with a woman, and mal was infinitely older and more powerful and regina had no idea what to expect.

it would have been obvious to mal how inexperienced regina was, and probably clear to her how the king was hurting her too, just by how regina flinched and reacted to touches and mentions of him. mal genuinely cared for regina at this point and wanted to show her how sex could be - so she was definitely very caring, taking it slow, repeatedly checking in and asking if regina was alright and if it felt good.

and yeah, the dragon queen sex was probably great because i mean look at mal - but regina would still be scared and confused by the whole thing, and until they got really comfortable with each other and she learned what she liked/didn't/how to be with mal, she'd still feel very vulnerable every time.

she loved it and she learned more and more, but there was a lot she still didn't know or understand, and she still had no idea sex with men could be good.

i think at this time sex was also a very dangerous game too considering, but gradually mal learns her triggers and how to navigate around them.

i headcanon that their deeper, more romantic connection faded as regina grew in power and became more obsessed with her revenge mission because she no longer had the time (and perhaps being with mal reminded her too much of the stupid little girl she was trying not to be anymore). but they still saw each other every now and again, and the sex was still super hot and great.

i think after she kills leopold and becomes the evil queen (good for her honestly) regina forces herself to become very desensitized to sex. she uses it because it's always been something people have wanted from her - now it's just another tool in her arsenal.

but at the same time she already has this really damaged attitude of it being normal for sex to be uncomfortable/painful/a chore, so she's going after what she wants and manipulating people, but she's also probably accidently damaging herself at the same time. but she puts herself through it. because despite one amazing affair with a dragon, regina still has no practical idea what is normal.

i can definitely see her still getting triggered and shoving her partner away during causal sex, or just 'powering through' because she doesn't want to feel 'weak' or like he still has power over her. but it's definitely a trauma she's never properly dealt with.

gradually of course, it gets better, but mostly just because she learns how to deal with it - learns what positions she can't be in, how to bring herself back to the present etc. and with graham it never happens at all because she's always in control so she assumes she's fine. she's not weak anymore. it's been years.

but the thing is (a few underwhelming times with robin aside) regina has not had sex with someone she genuinely deeply knows, trusts and cares about for a long time until emma.

with emma, regina can't hide behind her super-sexiness (which was, let's face it, only ever a defence mechanism and a tool for manipulation) and she doesn't want to, she wants every part of their relationship to be open, caring and real. she can be vulnerable with emma in every way.

and emma is incredibly sensitive to regina - she's aware of her and tiny changes in her mood all the time anyway, and in bed even more so because this relationship is also the most meaningful one she's ever had and she wants it to be perfect too.

i think emma would also have picked up on the fact regina has some issues here long before they speak about it. she's incredibly perceptive, especially with regina. she knew vaguely about regina's marriage to the king and she knows how to read between the lines.

so as their relationship begins to progress physically, emma is incredibly cautious - going super slow, always making sure to check in with regina and ask if she's okay, asking permission before she does anything new/different. she's really good at reading regina too and cooling off/slowing down when she can sense regina's uncomfortable or distracted.

(this makes regina overwhelmingly happy and grateful for emma, because nobody has ever been so considerate with her before)

i like to think that emma and regina are open enough with each other to have a conversation before regina ever gets triggered with her, but i do think emma's the one to bring it up because despite everything, it's still never occurred to regina that she can.

i imagine it coming up just after they've had sex and regina maybe spaced out for a moment, and emma casually just asks if that was okay. i thought you disappeared for a second there.

and regina is alarmed that emma's bringing it up but assures her it was amazing and kisses her, and she means it, but that response makes emma realise regina's probably never had the space or indeed non-enchanted-forest worldview to talk about this before

so she's like 'you know you can talk to me about anything, right?'

and regina understands what she's getting at and for the first time it doesn't make her feel weak or self loathing to admit that sometimes... during sex... i have bad memories

and emma just nods and holds space for her. and regina doesn't talk about it a lot, but she shares more than she has done with anyone before, and emma holds her and listens and asks what she can do.

she teaches regina some of the benefits of this world - understanding things like triggers and maybe introducing safewords if things ever get too much. and together they have a really long conversation setting up boundaries and hard limits. regina's are more specific and clearly triggering, but emma comes up with and shares a few of her own, stuff she doesn't like for whatever reason, to make her feel more comfortable and because she herself has never really thought about it before.

it's all super healthy and casual, and regina almost can't believe how easy it is. she cries a little after, more out of relief than anything.

with emma, sex is easy and fun and romantic and entirely about connection and love, but regina knows she can speak up/stop/change things if she needs to. eventually she does tell emma more about her past and everything she went through, and emma is always there to listen. she might not be able to go back in time and fight for her then, but regina feels entirely safe and happy with her now, and that's what matters.

[qtsickchiq]

SOMEBODY TO YOU

with Ken Ryuuguji

To lose someone he love is to tear his world apart. Losing someone is like losing hope of having a sane life, when he’s standing at the edge of sanity. It is like walking up to the stairs to his bedroom in the dark and thinking that there is one more stair than there is. His foots falls down, through the air, and there’s a sickly moment of dark surprise as he try and readjust the way he thought of things. He tries to pull himself together but the cuts stay fresh forever.

“It has been 12 years….”

“It is alright, Draken. You can cry I’m right here. Always here for you.” You whisper, taking a seat beside him.

“It has been 12 years since Emma’s death.” Draken swallows the lump in his throat, looking up at the night sky.

“I know.”

You met Ryuguji Ken during your middle school years. It was the first day on your new school when you accidentally bumped into the tall blonde man who was walking at the hallway with his short friend.

“Watch out where you’re going.”

“I’m sorry.” You whine as you rub the back of your neck nervously, eyebrows pulled together in a clear show of apology.

“It’s fine. Are you alright though?” He asked concern in his eyes as he stared at you.

You still remember the moment as if it was yesterday. Ever since that day, you would greet him every time you bump into him, giving him a smile and a wave. It didn’t take long for you to start hanging out with him and Mikey. You stay friend with him throughout the years. Honestly, you have been in love with him ever since you met him but a thought of confessing to him never crossed your mind. He loves Emma and Emma loves him. Draken only see you as his friend and not more than that. You respect that hence the reason you push away the thought of confessing your feeling to him.

You were there with him after Emma’s funeral, comforting him and letting him your shoulders to cry on. When Mikey left him, you were there to pick him up and snap him out of his dissociation. You’ve always been with him throughout these years. Draken always show his smile and his strong personality when he’s with his friends. But you could see past that, you could see a lot of pain behind his eyes, and notice the brokenness in his smile. You have seen him crying countless time and you don’t mind it. He has no one left and he needs you. It’s too hard for him to bear the pain of losing someone he love. You would accompany him to visit Emma’s grave anytime he needs. Whenever he needs a shoulder to cry on, with only one call away and you’re already there with him.

Draken has tried to do so many things in order for him to move on with life. He has met several women in his life and numerous one night stands but it seems like all of them doesn’t work very well with him. You tried your best to be there for him when he needs you. You would stop by his bike shop to pass him lunches. You are so used to accidentally interrupted Draken with his make out sessions with any random woman at the bike shop.

“Hey Draken, I got your favouri- HEY what the hell?” You quickly turn away closing your eyes with both of your hands. Your face turns bright red from seeing the scene before you.

“Ah Y/n, Just put them on the table there.” He smirks, waving his hand to the woman earlier signing her to leave, while readjusting his collar. You only able nod and smile to the woman as you see her leaving the shop in a hurry. That must be awkward as hell.

It breaks your heart too. No matter how hard you tried to be strong for him, you’re human too and human has feelings. You wish for him to open up to you and give you a chance to be yours. But you quickly push your thoughts away. Who are you again? Yes, you’re his friend. You don’t want to make him uncomfortable with you. You can’t bear losing him in your life. He’s your best friend. Draken has always been there with you from graduating school and to where you are standing now. You can’t imagine a day without seeing him. It’s better this way right? Right?

You are snuggling under your comforter with your hands busy pressing the buttons on the controller of your video game. Suddenly, you phone start ringing. You glance to the device next to you to see who the caller is only to see it was Inui. ‘It must be something related to Draken’ you thought to yourself.

Your brows are knitted upwards in the centre, concern written all over your face as you press the answer button, “Hello?”

“Hey Y/n, Draken is drunk. He keeps on mentioning your name. Sorry but would you mind coming over here and pick him up?” You could hear the loud music booming from the other line. You waste no time as you hurriedly slips on your jacket and ran towards the bar they are having drinks at.

“Oh y/n~ my… hic… my favourite person…is here.” Draken grin widely when he sees you running towards him with Chifuyu and Mitsuya holding him side by side. You catch him in your arms before he stumbles forward.

“I’m so sorry about this.” You bow your head to the men in front of you.

“Please don’t bother about this. We were the one who insisted him to drink tonight.” Mitsuya chuckles as he helps you to drag Draken away from the bar.

The moment he blinks your eyes he’s already in your bedroom. A frown on his lips and brows furrowed. “Y/n, what happened?” He sat up in the bed and look around, with his hand rubbing his head to ease the throbbing in his temples

“You passed out so the boys have to drag you here.” You passed him a glass of water. “You look horrible.” Only worry remains on your face. You reach up a hand to caress his face.

He took a sip of the drink. He let out a heavy sigh. “I see Emma.” He mumbles rubbing his forehead. Your eyes are wide open. “I thought you were Emma.”

Your heart reacts before your brain can fully process his words. You almost feel your heart drop. You can feel your eyes are filling with tears, your lower lip trembles. God, give me strength to bear this. I’m human too. You pray to yourself.

Draken flinch when he saw you tearing up, “Shit- what’s wrong y/n?”

“Why is it always her?” You mumble under your breath, your fist tighten around your dress.

Draken turn his head to face you. He raises a brow, trying to catch the things you were saying. “What are you talking about?” He stops, eyes wide staring at you.

“Draken, have you ever thought of me in your heart?” You whimpered, tears start rolling down on your cheeks. Fuck what am I saying?

“What the-” his sentence is being cut off when you suddenly push you lips to his.

You took a deep breath as you hold his face in your hands. “I love you Draken, I love you so much.”

“Wait- I can’t.” His troubled gaze came back to your face.

“Emma is gone. You deserve happiness too. Why are you doing this to yourself?” You brush your knuckle under the redness of his swollen eyes. “Please look at me too. Let me be in your heart too.” You pulled him closer in your arms, burying your face in his chest. “All I want to be is somebody to you.”

Draken gently push you away. “I’m sorry.” He gets up from you bed heading straight the door without even glancing back to you. The moment he leaves, you stare blankly at the wall. You began to cry, you sob muffled as you leaned forward against your arms, hugging your knees. “Why did I do that?” you murmur to yourself. Draken let out a heavy sigh as he plops down in front of your house door. “Shit” he curses while ruffling his hair, hands slightly trembling. He loves you too, but he can’t do that fearing that he’ll lose you too. He had enough. Everyone he ever loved ended up hurt or dead.

How many days has it been now since he last saw you? He lost count already. He sighs as he put down the wrench he’s holding and staring straight at the bike in front him. You haven’t come to see him at all since that day, he missed you. Of course, there’s no way you would come and see him now. He hurts you.

A voice greets him from behind, “Hey.” He turns his head to see Mitsuya standing there.

“Oh Mitsuya, what’s up man?” He gets up from his position, wiping the dirt on his hands with a towel.

“I was talking to you just now but it seems like you’re busy in your own thought.” Mitsuya give a curious stare at him, brows knitted together before a grin emerged on his face

“Yeah, sorry I didn’t hear you earlier.” Draken shrugs, running his fingers through his hair.

“It’s fine, anyway are you okay? Inui told me that you have been staring a lot lately.” His brows creased in worry. He pulls one of the chairs at the workshop as he sits crossing his legs facing Draken.

Draken takes a seat beside the lilac hair man. Letting out a heavy sigh as he continues telling Mitsuya the whole shits that has been going through his mind. Mitsuya is focusing himself with the whole story, sometimes his lips part open from the story. “And she has been ignoring me now. It’s my fault anyway.”

A scowl appeared on Mitsuya’s face, “You mean that all these years she-”

“Yeah.” Draken bows his head, staring down. It was as if his head was heavier than usual.

Mitsuya places a hand on his shoulder, “She love you deeply man.” He raises a brow, clicking his tongue. “Man, I have to tell you this. You deserve happiness too.” Draken lifts up his head, his gaze met Mitsuya’s. “I believe Emma thought the same way too.” Mitsuya grins as he continues, “It’s never too late.”

Draken tried calling your number but only your voicemails greet him. “Shit y/n I’m so sorry, please pick up the phone, I need to talk to you.” He sighs wishing that you would hear his voicemails. It’s fine if you hate him, but he needs one more chance to tell you everything, just one more chance. After that, he’s fine if you decided to leave him. It’s his fault anyway. He can’t help but to pace back and forth, biting his lips. He wastes no time as he grabs his motorcycle keys.  

You are walking down from the train station, on your way home from your office. You sigh as you check your phone looking at the amount of missed calls and voicemails coming from him. It has been days since you last saw him. You missed him too, but you were too ashamed to show yourself in front of him after what you’ve done. You accidentally confessed to him out of nowhere and what even worse is, you forced your kiss to him. AAAAAAA you scream to yourself as you slaps both of your cheeks hard making the other people at the station staring at you with a confuse look. There is a mother pulling her daughter closer to avoid you. You rubs you red cheeks as you huff your cheeks and lips forming a pout. You can’t face him now. “I would rather dig my own grave rather than seeing him now.” You mumble to yourself.

“Found you.” You have never ever turned you head as quickly as this time. You can hear a snap from your neck. Ouch.  There he is landing his back on his bike behind you with a smirk on his face. God, why are you doing this to me? Am I not being nice in my life? Is this the punishment I deserve after what I’ve done?

Your brows knitted together, “How- how did you-” You point your finger to him, trembling as he walks towards you with hands in both of his pockets.

“I can hear your screaming from there. Why are you acting like you are seeing a ghost?”

You quickly turn your body and decided to run for your life, with your heels? Yes with your freaking heels. But before you are able to sprint away from him, you can feel his big hand holding you waist gently pulling you closer to him.

“I’m so sorry! I’m sorry, please let me go!” You scream, trying to push away his grip from you.

A deep furrow ran across his forehead, gaze trailing down to you. “What the fuck are you saying?” He is damn confused now.

You place your suitcase on top of your face, in hoping to shield your bright red face from his stares. “I didn’t mean to say that. Please forget everything I’ve said before.”

“What- I’m glad you said that.” He lets out chuckles as he pushes away your suitcase from your face. He rubs your red cheeks gently, “I’m sorry for hurting you before.” You narrowed your brows at him. He pulls your face gently to his, “It’s not like I hate you anything. It’s just that I feel like I don’t deserve anyone in my life.” He sighs. “I love you too, but I still think of Emma sometimes and I’m sorry.”

“I’ll wait for you. You don’t have to feel sorry. Take as long time you need.” He freezes. You took a deep breath. “I mean after all I’ve been waiting for years already.” You whisper as you look down at your feet while twiddling with your own fingers. He arched a brown in amusement and let out giggles as he stares at you.

“I know and I’m sorry.” You can feel his fingers sliding down to your hair, gently tucking a stray piece of hair behind your ears. “But, you’re indeed special to me and I can’t bear to lose someone in my life again. You have been a wonderful girl to me ever since the time that I have known you.” He continued as his intense gaze fixed on you. The you he now loves, the you who is always there for him and the you he promises himself to protect. “You are the one I want to spend the rest of my life with.” You can feel the tears start to fall down on your warm cheeks. His arm is sneaking around you waist gently to hold you closer to him “That’s my reply to your confession that night.” His lips slowly curving up into a smile as his warm lips brushed your forehead, peppering it with kisses.

“I love you, Draken.” You began to cry, you sob muffled in his chest.

“I know.”

“But, I love- I love you so much.”

He lands his forehead to yours and gently wipes away your tears with his fingers. “I know. I love you too.”

yours truly @qtsickchiq​​

[rebelwrites]

You, Me And The Car (NSFW)

Clay Spenser x Reader

A/N okay so this wasn’t going to be smutty but blame @chibsytelford for the complete 180 of this fic 🥵 and yes that’s my car 😜 but let’s start the month of with a bang quite literally 😜

Warnings: unprotected sex, sex in a public space

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Clay Spenser Masterlist

This Months Writing

“Yo Spenser” Your Uncle shouted walking into the garage. “You been ordering shit again?”

“Yo Spenser” Your Uncle shouted walking into the garage. “You been ordering shit again?”

“Would I?” You smirked looking up from the engine bay, wiping your hands on the rag.

“What you got this time?” He asked, sliding the box across the floor.

“New intercooler, air intake. engine mounts and BOV” you grinned grabbing your knife, cutting through the tape on the boxes.

“Am I sensing a remap coming along?” He grinned leaning against the car causing you to growl at him without looking up from the boxes.

“Yes and get your ass off the car before I stab you” you glared.

“You are definitely your old man's kid” he chuckled, grabbing a drink from the mini fridge. “Are we getting all this today?”

“Urm” you said glancing at the clock, Clay was home from deployment today so you needed to make sure you had the car back together in time. “Yeah or as much as we can, Clay is home today”

“Well then kiddo we best get cracking” Alex grinned “Can’t have you being late after not seeing him for the last three months”

“I will be happy is all we get is the air intake and BOV done today, the rest I can do with Clay” you grinned as you slipped your wedding and engagement ring off, placing them between your lips and you fiddled with the clasp on the chain that the other one of Clay’s dog tag sat proudly, slipping your rings onto the chain you secured it back around your neck. The last thing you needed was fucking your rings up. “I’ve lost count how many times these headlights have been off the car now”

“Same here kiddo” Alex smirked, tossing you the ratchet and socket. “Whist we at it we will see if we can sort this fucking bumper sag out”

“Yes it’s been pissing off for a while but doubt there’s much we can do, it’s a Ford remember, the Fez’s are known for bumper sag” you laughed as you pulled the first headlight out.

“Come on you piece a shit just go in the hole goddammit” you shouted at the car as you tried to refit your bumper. “I don’t have time for you to be a cunt”

“And here I thought you loved this car” Alex laughed as he lifted the bumper up giving a bit more play to get the bolts in.

“Yeah well sometimes you need to threaten it and use brut force and ignorance” you laughed as you finally got the right side of the bumper secured. Just as your phone started ringing, placing a smoke between your lips you hit answer without checking who was calling.

“Where are you?” Emma practically shouted down the phone.

“Shit what time is it Em?” You panicked as you grabbed the other bolts, holding your phone between you ear, and cigarette in the corner of your mouth.

“Four thirty” she shouted “shit the plane is just coming into view, you haven’t got long”

“I’ve just gotta get my bumper back on kid, be there as quick as I can, I’m nearly done here. Just do whatever to stall Clay please”

You ended the call without saying bye, you didn’t have much time, the base was at least twenty minutes from her and you still had another five minutes of work and definitely no time to get changed.

In record time you managed to get the bumper back on the car, the tools were just dumped out the way, grabbing your bag and tossed it into the passenger seat. Starting the engine you didn’t even have time to appreciate the roar of the exhaust as you dipped the clutch slamming it into first, dropping the hand brake and wheel spinning out of the garage. Normally it would take twenty minutes to get to the base but you knew you could do it in ten.

The moment the boys walked out of the base, Clay knew something was off, there wasn’t that deep grumble in the air from your car, glancing around he realised you wasn’t there and couldn’t help but laugh, he knew you had parts arriving and more than likely lost track of time.

“Right before you say anything I’ve been asked to stall you” Emma laughed as she looked over Jason’s shoulder. “Something about she still had her bumper to fit, I dunno she might as well been speaking a different language”

“Garage is what twenty minutes away?” Sonny asked.

“Yeah she will get her in ten though” Clay laughed scratching his beard. “How long ago did you speak to her?”

“About twenty minutes ago” Emma nodded giving Clay a hug.

Soon enough there was a grumble that could be heard in the distance making Clay smile, he never needed to know when you arrived your car told him that you were only a mile out. He knew how guilty you were going to feel for being late and he was going to play. So there he stood, bag on the floor next to him, hands shoved in his pockets looking around for you with a sad look on this face.

“That’s evil Blondie” Sonny laughed leaning against his truck, no one had left yet because they wanted to see things play out.

You practically threw the car around the corner as you entered the base car park, you felt like the worst wife ever, having not seen you husband for three months you were late for him getting home. Reaching down you wrapped your fingers around the handbrake, yanking it up as you stomped on the clutch, pulling the steering wheel to the left, sliding the car through the car park stopping a few feet away from Clay.

Climbing out of the car you ran over to him throwing yourself into his arms. His arms instantly wrapping around your waist, he couldn’t keep the act up when it came to you.

“I am so fucking sorry I’m late, the bumper wouldn’t go back on” you rambled.

“Babygirl it’s fine” he whispered squeezing you tight. “I know you love the car more than me”

“Hey that’s not fair” you pouted but laughing “I would have been on time but the fez wasn’t playing ball”

“Stop panicking, you can just make it up to me later” Clay laughed as he placed you on your feet, draping his arm around your shoulder picking his bag up. “Out of interest how long did it take to get here?”

“Eight minutes” you laughed opening the boot.

“Getting quicker” Clay winked before looking over at Sonny. “Tell me you got it on film”

“Of course, number one rule when it comes to the female Spenser is always have your phone on record” Sonny laughed.

“Wanna go for a drive and see where we end up?” You whispered running your finger down Clay’s chest whilst you stole his cap, placing it on your head.

“I like your thinking” he smirked, slapping your arse.

The two of you had been driving for about an hour now, no music was on as you could now enjoy the labour of your work. Every time you changed gear you heard the turbo flutter making you laugh every time. This was the time Clay loved the most, watching you drive, watching as your eyes sparkled, your grin getting bigger by the second and you laughing at yourself.

Pulling into the car park you and Clay had found one day whilst driving, you pulled the handbrake on putting the car into neutral but left it running.

“So I was thinking” you whispered “I want to try something that involves you, me and the car”

“Oh yeah” he smirked, running his hand up your bare thigh. “And what’s this idea babygirl”

“I wanna ride you whilst you are against the bonnet” you breathed closing your eyes at the thought “I want you to take me over the bonnet and fuck me”

“Do you know how long I’ve waited for you to say that” he hummed against your lips “why are we still sat in the car baby”

You never moved so fast in your life, there was just something naughty about this, the fact you could get caught just added to it. You couldn’t help but bite your lip as Clay leant against the bonnet of the car with his jeans dropped round his knees, closing the gap between you, you wrapped you hand around his hard dick, slowly pumping it making him moan as he undid your the button on your shorts. Doing a little wiggle as he pushed the material down, they dropped to your ankles allowing you to step out of them. The moment you lost your thong Clay picked you up positioning your over his dick.

Slowly you sunk down on his length, gasping at the feeling, you were taking things slow as it had been three months and Clay wasn’t exactly small.

“Fuck” you breathed against his lips.

“I know baby” he whispered “so fucking tight”

After a few minutes Clay started lifting you up and down, fully taking your weight as he helped you ride him against your car.

“Clay” you moaned as he changed the pace up, before standing off the car, slamming you down on the bonnet.

“God I missed this feeling” he grunted as he thrusted hard into you making you arch your back, bucking your hips up to get him deeper.

“Fuck fuck fuck” you moaned as his thumb found your clit matching the pace of his hips, “oh god”

“That’s it baby” he groaned biting down on his bottom lip, “fuck I can feel you getting tighter babygirl”

“Clay I’m so close” you whimpered, making him smirk, he knew you were close by how your body was reacting but loved hearing you say it.

It only took a few more hard thrusts for him to send you over the edge screaming his name out for the whole world to hear as you rode out your high, but he didn’t stop thrusting as he chased his own release making your whimpers and moans to get louder, it didn’t help the car was still running so you had the added vibration of the engine beneath you, feeling his grip on your hips tighten he gave one fine thrust, moaning as he came.

Leaning forward he kissed you lovingly as you both regained your breath, his ass on view for every man and their dog to see but neither of you cared, you were too lost in each other.

"I don't know who's louder baby, the grumble of the exhaust or you" he laughed against your lips.

“Definitely me” you giggled, placing your hand on the side of his face, gently caressing his cheek with your thumb as you got lost in his eyes. “I missed you so much”

“I know babygirl, I missed you too, but I’m home now” he breathed, his eyes dropping to your rings around your neck, moving his hands he undid the clasp, sliding the rings off the chain. Before taking your left hand. “Let’s get these back where they belong” he whispered, sliding them back onto your finger before kissing them.

“What do you wanna do now?” You smiled as you leant your head back against the bonnet.

“I was thinking we head home, get a takeaway and cuddle on the sofa, maybe with round two and three thrown in” he smirked as he pulled out of you. He quickly disappeared but returned with a pair of boxers for his bag to clean himself and you up, once the pair of your were dressed he took your hand pulling you into his arms.

“Damn you’ve got some energy today” you giggled looking up at him.

“Well when you have a wife that’s as gorgeous and as fit as you it happens” he laughed kissing your head. “I love you baby”

“I love you too” you whispered “you can drive home, I don’t think my legs are working yet”

“You must love me if you are letting me drive”

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[londonalozzy]

Don’t Tell Bucky 1/2

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Genre: Romance, Comedy, Drama

Summary: The reader arrives home one night after drowning her sorrows, thinking she doesn't stand a chance with the guy she loves most, Bucky Barnes. She is so out of it that she ends up revealing all of her feelings to the first person she sees. The man himself.

Masterlist

I've been teased my whole adult life about what an old fashioned, hopeless romantic I am.

Yes, I'm an Avenger. Yes, I can kick ass when the occasion arises. But the rest of the time, the usual place to find me, is curled up on the couch with my head buried in a Jane Austen novel.

A couple of years ago someone came into my life that I thought was the key to it all. He was destined to be the Darcy to my Elizabeth, the Edward to my Elinor, the Mr Knightly to my Emma. Oh, how wrong I was!

When Steve first brought Bucky to Avengers HQ it was like a modern day version of when Bingley introduced Mr Darcy to the people of Meryton at the ball in Pride and Prejudice.

He was the archetype of the aloof romantic hero. Tall, dark, handsome, brooding and quiet. He kept himself to himself, observed everyone with eyes of an eagle, and only spoke when spoken to. I was well and truly hooked.

As weeks turned into months, Bucky and I came to an understanding, a friendship that only got more complicated as time went on. After everything he had been through, it was hard for him to open up to people, to let his guard down. What he did yearn for though, was companionship, someone to sit beside, someone to just be there if and when he needed them. I became that person for him.

Every time I decided to sit silently with a book in hand, it wouldn't be long before I had a certain super soldier at my side, just embracing the company, not having to worry about putting on a show for people he didn't feel comfortable with.

The complication in our relationship came when I realised how much I had come to depend on him being there for me.

My aching for him first made itself known when he started going out on missions that I wasn't apart of, when he went on all day training sessions away with the guys, and whole nights out when his confidence finally got a boost. I missed him. I missed him with every fiber of my being.

"So, I'm guessing you've heard the latest gossip on Barnes?" Nat asked me one morning over breakfast, her eyes not leaving her plate of blueberry pancakes as she spoke.

"Gossip? What are you talking about?" Any news on what Bucky was up to was music to my ears. I'd barely seen him these last few weeks, and it was seriously messing me up in more ways than I'd like to admit.

"You mean he's not told you? You? Princess Y/N?"

To say Nat was surprised by my ignorance was an understatement. This must be something big if she is shocked about it. When did it change to others knowing more about Bucky than I did? I thought we were best friends. He calls me Princess for Christ's sake.

"Maybe you should ask him yourself," Nat suggested, reaching across the table and rubbing my forearm. "I just assumed he would have told you first."

Now I'm seriously freaking out. "Nat, please just tell me what the hell is going on."

"You know Theresa down in medical?" Oh, shit. I've got a bad feeling about this.

"Yeah. What about her?"

"They're dating." Oh no!

It felt like my heart had leapt into my throat. I couldn't think, never mind know what to respond with. I knew it would happen eventually. I knew he'd end up with someone. I just assumed it would me. How stupid could I be?

"Y/N, you need to tell him how you feel." Why does Nat always have to be so good at this observation stuff?

"I don't know what you're talking about," I choked with a traitor tear in my eye, and a jump up from my chair when I suddenly felt the need to escape.

Nat followed me down the hall to my room, putting herself in front of me as I tried to change into my running gear. I had to get out of there. "You can't pretend this isn't happening Y/N. This is Bucky we're talking about. Your Bucky. You'll regret it if you don't tell him."

"Yeah, well I'll regret it a hell of a lot more if I do tell him and then lose him completely."

Nat grabbed my arms, stopping me in my tracks. She was one of my closest friends for a reason. She knew what made me tick, what scared me, what mattered the most to me. It's just not a risk I can take though.

"If you don't talk to him, all of this will get bottled up inside and it will ruin your friendship anyway. Y/N you need to get this out."

She was right. This was Nat. She was always right. My head and heart couldn't handle all of this new information. I didn't know how to deal with it, how to react.

So much for that epic romance I thought I was destined for. Looks like, for me, I'm only meant to be the friend, the side character in someone else's love story. I'm Eponine and not Cosette.

Deciding to lay off of me for the rest of the day, Nat rounded up Wanda and a few others and we headed out for a few drinks. Well, what started out as a few drinks anyway.

By the early morning I had at least 10 too many tequila shots in my bloodstream, partnered with a sore throat from overly emotional karaoke renditions of some of the best known heartbreak songs. I was a mess. A mess that could barely remember her own name.

"Are you drunk?" A random voice echoed through the hall as I stumbled around, trying and failing to get into what I hoped was my room at 2am.

"Why would you think that?" I replied to the swaying figure as they moved closer to steady my feet.

"Probably because you're trying to unlock your bedroom door with a lip stick. Plus the fact that the door doesn't have a lock on it anyway. What's up?"

Ignoring the nosy stranger, and giving up on getting into my room because the handle kept moving all over the place, I went in search of the nearest soft thing I could find to park myself on. Standing up was over rated anyway.

"You don't normally drink like this Princess," the randomer observed, leaning over me as I started making rug angels on the shag pile in the common room.

Why is this guy talking like he knows me? Who the hell does he think he is calling me that? "I've just got a lot on my mind. And don't Princess me. Only Bucky gets to call me that."

"Noted," the randomer laughed with a shake of the head, then joining me by laying at my side.

Staring at the ceiling as the silence engulfed us, I decided to confide in this handsome newbie. "If I tell you something, can you promise you won't tell anybody?"

"I promise," he responded without hesitation.

"I mean it, nobody can know. Especially Bucky. He can never find out." I pulled him into a sitting position and put my hands on either side of his face, trying to stress how important it was that he keeps this to himself. He really was pretty.

"I swear, Bucky will hear none of this from me."

"Ok. Here goes," I jumped up, frantic all of a sudden. "I want him to break up with his girlfriend, and it's seriously stressing me out."

"Why would you want him to do that? She's a nice girl isn't she?," pretty boy questioned in confusion, getting to his feet as well. Why did he care so much? Where the heck did he come from anyway? I swear, if this is one of Tony's robo experiments again I'm gonna flip.

"I'm sure they're perfect for each other," I groaned. "I just know that I don't want him with her. At first I had no idea why. He's one of my closest friends. I should want him to be happy right?"

"Of course," Mr Blue eyes confirmed with a furrowed brow and by gripping onto my now clammy hands.

"Then I started thinking about it. Why was I feeling like this? Why was it bothering me so much? I realised, it wasn't just this one girl I have a problem with. It's all girls. All except one."

"Who?"

"Me."

"Wait? What?" He bellowed, leaping backwards and pacing the floor. "You want m...I mean Bucky to go out with you?"

"Yeah. I mean, I think so."

"Y/N, you can't just come out with something like that and respond with I think so," he screeched out in loud exasperation, so much so that I burst into flood of tears.

"Why are you shouting at me?" This guy is such a meanie.

When he saw how upset I was he immediately calmed down, placing his palms on my face and wiping the salty drops away. "Y/N please don't cry. This is just a lot to process."

It took me a while to calm myself down, hiccups escaping my lips as the crying finally subsided. Slowly, the angel man, stranger, person, thing walked me over to the couch and sat us both down. His eyes were boring into me, beautiful azure pools that looked slightly familiar. Maybe it was those bath bombs Steve keeps buying from Lush. I don't know.

"Why do you even care about all this? It's not like you know him or something?" I enquired, now looking at anything other than in those beautiful bath fizzer eyes.

"Just try to explain to me what's going on in that crazy little head of yours," he pressed.

Oh well. I may as well carry on now I've started.

"I've been with the Avengers for a long time. They're my family, my home. And don't get me wrong, I know they care about me, love me even. It's just easy to be sidelined, you know? To become an after thought when you're part of something so big. Bucky changed that. When I met him, it was like everything shifted. He became the reason I smiled every day, why I looked forward to getting out of bed. For the first time in my life I felt like I was at the top of someone's priority list."

"So are all of these feelings because you think you're gonna lose that? You think you're gonna lose him? I swear to you it won't happen." If it only it were that easy.

"I wish it was that," the tears building up once more as I eventually decided to look at him properly. "It would make all of this way less complicated."

"What is it then?," he pressed in urgency.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm head over heels in love with the guy."