#but I DO NOT LIKE that becky was shown in the right this time cause Rex isnt like Wordgirl!!!!!!!!

[brick-a-doodle-do]

1. Share a song that makes you think of Wilbur Chocolate :3

3. What’s your favorite fic that you’ve written?

7. How many ideas for fics do you have right now?

9. Do you write every day? If you wrote today, share a sentence of what you’ve written!

12. Do you have a playlist for your current WIP(s)? Share it! (PLEASEEEEE BRICK!!!)

15. How do you come up with titles for your fics/chapters?

26. Is there something you’ve written that you would never want your family to see?

ENJOYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!! :D

ayee thank you becky :DD

1, it depends,, cinnamon girl by ldr is kinda fitting? obviously in a VERY platonic way,,, i haven't really figured out wilbur and tommy's dynamic in the story buuuut i can see if fitting for now

3, aha well for g/t and actually finished fics it'd be still the wild winds blow as per usual. but i have a couple of non-g/t fics i work on from time to time and i really like those.

i have a killer tommy au and i think i'm really drawn to it just because of the ending, (which i haven't written yet cause im stuck on the beginning), which entails a LOT of crimebois. just. tender moments :3

7, dare you ask that. UHMMMM literally an endless list. all of my g/t aus i have fic ideas for, all of my half-finished series' i have thoughts for, ummm i can't get into the specifics at ALL but i can say easily over a hundred 😓

9, i try to every day, even if it's literally re-reading something i wrote in the past and editing it a little bit.

aaand i haven't written today but the last thing i think i wrote was

“Great, because I don’t actually think I can make anything except that,” Tommy deadpans, chuckling to himself at his own joke.

from wilbur chocolate 3 :D

12, WELL hm i have shown you the serenity playlist already. i don't really use that anymore but i do have it,, i have a playlist for a ghost dream au, and one for that killer tommy au. both are very old fjfj

i'd like to make more but a. i don't see a reason to and b. i consider "playlists" to be like 20 songs MINIMUM so if i don't have that immediately i lose interest reeeeal fast shfshd

15, a while ago puzzle recommended me these two websites (1: oh hello's lyrics, 2: hozier lyrics) so i am not really THAT creative with them. song lyrics are my go to

if i try really hard i can think of one, like for swapped au and that one is just because it rhymed and i referenced oceans a few times.

so either song lyrics or something REALLY simple that relates to the content of the fic

26, AHA all of my vore fics. i've told my mom the plot of curiosity to my little cousin once but i obviously excluded the fanfic aspect and ofc the vore.

but if my family found my socials and i had 1 minute to delete the stuff i didn't want them seeing it'd probably be this or this cause they're the most willing? idk. i feel like i could get away with explaining WHY this character just ATE this character ALIVE in more unwilling scenarios or panic scenarios.,,

THANK YOUUUUU FOR THESE!!!!! ask games are so mf fun :DDD

ask game !!

[softgrungeprophet]

Character asks for Wyatt Wingfoot? 👀💖

13. Your favorite friendship they have, 20. A weird headcanon, 25. When do you think they acted the most ooc

13. Fave friendship: Hmmmm is it a cop-out to say Johnny? TBH Wyatt's only shown with like. Two friends. Which is Jen and Johnny—and I like both of those friendships a lot lol. He did babysit with Alicia a couple of times which seems like it could be a really fun dynamic but it was pretty brief and never explored or anything like that.

WAIT I LIED I FORGOT ABOUT BECKY I love Becky, she and Wyatt are very fun. love calm sedate wyatt and his firecracker bff with two (2) appearances ever (wiki says she has more but tbh i really don't believe that the random lady in the background of a kind of bad xmas comic published before we actually met her was becky??? lol??)

20. Weird headcanon: That the reason he was so sleepy when the gang went on a field trip to Wakanda (in his like... second appearance) was because he pulled an all-nighter studying lol

idk if that's "weird" but 😂

oh i guess i have a somewhat odd family tree setup for fic purposes but that's because his family is kind of... well, it reads to me as though claremont... maybe made up new names for existing characters (and got father vs grandfather wrong while he was at it) (except they're both dead) thus bringing into existence wynona and her father, black eagle. (not sure why wiki says will wingfoot is her dad cause i'm pretty sure he's not...? unless i am SORELY misremembering the two entire issues she's been in)

so my possibly weird family tree headcanon is that black eagle is will wingfoot's older brother and that after will died (but before she died) wyatt's mother either remarried or just got together with black eagle (thinking like, oh supporting her and helping her with the kids after his brother/her husband died ~> romance) and they had wynona. making wyatt and rain half-siblings to wynona. i guess that's more of a wynona wingfoot headcanon though. but like.

you know. i'm basically making that up because i'm 90% sure black eagle and wynona were meant to be silent fox and rain falling west.

i mean it's entirely possible giving wyatt a new sister (and uncle) we'd never met before was on purpose and not because claremont just couldn't be bothered to look up rain or silent fox's names or the fact that wyatt's parents and grandparents were all dead by 1989, but frankly i don't feel that generous about it lol

(also i'm not sure why wynona's wiki page lists scott lobdell and alan davis as her creators cause i'm fairly certain it was claremont writing f4 in 1999) (i mean. if you go to the issues she's in, it literally lists claremont and larocca as writer and artist)

25. Most OOC: when John Byrne stepped in on writing like, you know what this guy should do? Totally shrug off all his responsibilities for no reason because he thinks a girl he just met is hot! (and killing his grandpa off-panel at the same time for literally no reason—like to be honest the entire thing would have sucked less if grandpa was not killed off and wyatt was just allowed to be a regular struck-with-wanderlust 20 year old instead of being like ~ohhh he has to step in as chief~~ just kidding he's going to new york and abandoning all his responsibilities because he saw a tall green babe) So now he has a weird inconsistent reputation as this irresponsible guy depending on who's writing him, but imo I don't think it's like. that in-character? It's not like Wyatt was super complex by the mid 80s but he still never really struck me as that kind of character personally? especially since he pretty consistently puts others' needs/wants/etc. before his own including in byrne's own writing lol... so like??? For the most part though I think Wyatt is such a straightforward character that most writers get him in the right ballpark—chill, romantic, kind, and thoughtful. Strong sense of justice, very capable, adventurous, etc.

oh wait I just remembered the scene in FF vol 2 where he says he doesn't know how to pronounce a french word. I like his appearance in that comic and his and jen's date was very cute but that line was like???? cause i have read all of his pre-slott appearances and in the 70s? 80s? i forget, he literally was going on double-dates to like... the opera and shit. also I'm pretty sure he has some kind of linguistics (and/or history) degree? (never actually stated but ka-zar: guns of the savage land has some linguistics stuff) and he's definitely been to french restaurants in his life so I'm pretty sure he can pronounce french restaurant food names as well as any other random guy

[ninjastormhawkkat]

Fused Becky AU: The Nightmare Begins

"And done!" Dr. Two Brains exclaimed as he finished working on his latest ray. The mad scientist smiled a bit as he examined his invention. This was one of the rare times Dr. Two Brains created something that did not have the purpose of creating cheese or aiding him in stealing cheese. It gave the scientist a bit of a nostalgia moment from his old non villain days as Steven Boxleitner, inventing a gadget that did not have anything to do with mice or cheese. Luckily for the scientist, Squeaky was not bothered by Dr. Two Brains making a non cheese ray, only glowing when he wanted to eat some cheese from the stash from time to time. Dr. Two Brains had a gut feeling deep down it was because Squeaky wanted the ray's purpose to work as it intended, and for good reason. "Are you sure that thing would work doc?" A female voice asked, uncertainty in her tone. Two Brains frowned a bit as he turned towards the source of the voice. It belonged to a woman named Carrie who was unfortunately for Dr. Two Brains, a cat human hybrid. Of course Dr. Two Brains was to say, freaked out when he first encountered her. He thought Carrie would eat him. Over time he tolerated her existence, since she had shown she didn't even like to eat mice and was amazing around kids which included his own pinky. Dr. Two Brains did feel a bad about Carrie's circumstances. What kind of psychos would kidnap normal and regular people just to experiment on them. He was a mad scientist himself but he was no monster. Not even Squeaky was that evil in Two Brains' opinion. But Carrie's appearance and circumstances is what lead Dr. Two Brains to forgo his usual cheese experiments to work on a gadget that would help Carrie become human again. Squeaky's motivation as he would not have to deal with Carrie's cat side ever again and Dr. Two Brains' motivation, well it was hard to place, he just feel the need deep down to help her even though he doesn't recall if he ever met her before. Two Brains also felt a rising fury to "deal" with those who did this to her, an anger usually reserved for those that harm his child. Despite that deep feeling, it still didn't mean that Dr. Two Brains was now pals with Carrie as he expressed with annoyance at Carrie's reluctance and questioning of his abilities. "Well if you weren't so afraid of needles and hospitals, I wouldn't have to build this ray in the first place." Dr. Two Brains said in a strife tone. Carrie just glared at him with a frown but said nothing, her cat eyes causing the scientist to flinch a bit with fear. Carrie disliked what Dr. Two Brains said but he was unfortunately right. Due to what happened to her at the facility, Carrie developed a strong dislike and distrust of anything associated with the medical field which included medicine and other doctors that could help her condition. Dr. Two Brains was one of the few, if only scientists she liked and trusted, barely, which is an improvement for her. The only things that make him different from her view of doctors was his villainous escapades, being a animal hybrid like herself, and his care and love he had for his child Becky. Carrie huffed in defeat, not having much choice here. "Fine. Go ahead." Carrie said with reluctant surrender. Two Brains smiled with a smirk in victory. "Great. Don't worry Carrie, I can assure you that nothing will go wrong with this ray." Dr. Two Brains stated before aiming the ray at Carrie. *Click*.....nothing happened. The two individuals stared with confusion at the ray. "That's not right." Two Brains muttered. He tried clicking again, nothing happened. Two Brains growled with frustration and then he started to bang the side of the ray. "Work..you..stupid..little" Dr. Two Brains grunted out. The ray suddenly began to grow brighter and hotter. Dr. Two Brains let out a yelp at the increasing heat and the ray fell to the ground, automatically firing out a beam. The beam began to bounce around the warehouse like a ricochet. "TAKE COVER!" Two Brains yelled out with alarm before pushing Carrie and himself down to the floor.

[wordgirlstan]

Im convinced that Wordgirl usually sees like fighting the villains as a sort of game/playing. Cause in the introduction to MathKid she was so fucking mad for no reason as if she was upset that Mathkid wasnt "playing the game right" like no rex you DONT GET IT, you NEED THE SECRET identity, you have to BUILD THE SUPENSE

Sjeie becky!!!! Hes not like you!! He willingly came to earth in his own spaceship! He can leave Earth any time he wants to! Earth is not his home! He doesnt need a human name! He doesnt need a secret identity!

Either that or she thought that like him being an alien could link back to her, but i like the characterization of becky being this prissy little kid who'd much prefer you do things HER WAY

[kaypeace21]

Stranger things & Door symbolism (narrative analysis)

We see doors have a lot of symbolism and different meanings but to a certain extent it’s about respecting/not respecting boundaries &privacy, and being open or closed to others emotionally.

In s2 Max picks the door of the av club (trying to easedrop on the boys)-and it goes wrong (and causes dart to escape). Similarly, in s1 Karen picks Nancy’s bedroom door lock (and Nancy does not open up to her emotionally despite Karen saying “you can talk to me”). BUT in s3, we see Karen contemplating picking Nancy’s door again-and right after she decides not to try and pick the lock and respect Nancy’s boundaries (Nancy finally opens up the door and herself emotionally to Karen).We even  see Jonathan in s1 pick Lonnie’s car door (which we know is not a healthy dynamic).

Nancy also tries telling Jonathan not to break into Lonnie’s car-similar to Jonathan trying to convince Nancy (in s3e3) not to break into mrs. Drsicol’s via opening the front door.

We also see because jonathan doesn’t respect Lonnie (can’t blame him). So,Jonathan walks in uninvited through Lonnie’s front door -to investigate-similar to what Nancy did to mrs. Driscoll in s3 . These prior examples are also similar to El  breaking into Heather’s house  by using her telekenesis to unlock the front door (for her and Max’s investigation) . Or doing the same thing to Becky in s2 (for her solo investigation ). Why we have a shot of just El, Nancy, and Jonathan peaking through the doorway.

El unlocking latches also mirrors how the demogorgan ALSO used telekenesis to unlock the front door latch of Will’s house .

In fact flayed Bruce attacking j*ncy in s3, mirrors Will first being attacked by the demogorgan in s1. Jonathan & Will both lock the doors- than Nancy & Will try calling for help- but the supernatural creature unlocks their latches and both Nancy & Will drop the phones because of this.

we also see through every season-given El’s upbringing- El doesn’t respect  boundaries with doors -since she never received it with Brenner (who would come into room whenever he pleased/closed the door and threw her in solitary) .in s2-3 she uses her powers to pick/UNLOCK doors -to open them . And in s1 she used her powers to LOCK a door- and forcibly CLOSE the door to trap the boys in the room  (akin to the closed door in solitary).

This scene directly contrasts an earlier scene of Mike respecting El wanting the door open -by having El later NOT respect the boys’ desire for the door to be open . Mike asks if she wants the door closed and she says “no” so he lets it be open. When Lucas tries to open the closed door- she closes it and says “no”. (she had other in universe reasons for doing this- but this scene is later also paralleled to Hopper in s3 locking Mike in the car against his will, when he tried leaving. Similar to el closing the door on Lucas in s1 when he tried leaving.

In s1 (with El’s ptsd and) with El not understand privacy- she wants her door open . But in s2 when wanting privacy she closes her bedroom door (as Hopper demands she open it, and she cries). in s3 she also closes her door (now wanting privacy) when kissing Mike/ being on the phone with Mike/ hanging with Max ( and Hopper again yells at her to open the closed door).  Max even criticizes Hopper by saying   “do you knock? JEEZE”And in s3 flayed Billy yells at El and co to “OPEN the g*ddamn door”. In s2/3 we also see Hopper yell for el/Murray to ‘OPEN the damn door’  (despite murray having a “keep door CLOSED”sign).

*flayed-Billy also smashes the glass on the door to try and unlock the door-similar to flayed Bruce at the hospital.

And In s2 we see Neil tell Billy to  “open the door” . In fact the first word uttered after the door is opened, is by Billy -who says “what’s wrong?”. The same thing occurs when Hopper in s3 says to “open the door” -the door opens and Mike says  “what’s wrong?” (as another parallel) .

The Byers also in opposition to this, respect doors/boundaries of Will’s: 

Will (similar to Muray’s sign) has a “no trespassing” sign on his front door in s1 (also akin to the one at Hawkins’s lab). And when Will rides by the Hawkins sign- what happens, he’s chased by the demogorgan. But Jonathan and joyce respect Will’s sign/boundaries- Jonathan knocking on Will’s DOOR in s2 before entering & Joyce ringing castle byer’s DOORbell (and getting verbal permission) before entering in s1.

However, Jonathan doesn’t respect Lonnie :

so walks in uninvited through the door ,break into Lonnie’s car, and opens Lonnie’s trunk (door) without permission. later jonathan gets angry the cops/ Hopper searched his trunk (without permission) . Sort of matching his later hypocrisy of being ok to break into Lonnie’s car but not mrs. driscoll’s house.

of course - this is because Lonnie doesn’t respect jonathan’s boundaries. again- the demogorgan is called “the deep father” in d&d. And a light-bulb is shown in Lonnie’s shed when it attacks Will. So we see Lonnie behind an open door (of Jonathan’s room) and a single lightbulb. A single red light bulb is shown -when Jonathan doesn’t respect others boundaries and develops photos. Later when the demogorgan is in Jonathan’s house- Jonathan hides in Will’s room and the ‘keep trespassing’ sign FALLS OFF the door - when the demogorgan comes near. And again we had a shot of Lonnie next to the ‘no trespassing sign’ too.

So how does this relate to romance?  Or the supernatural?

For romance

Well what does Nancy do in s3 (unlike Karen in s3)? Well she not once, not twice but 3 times- opens jonathan’s door (despite the sign saying “please,do not  enter” (when red light is on). which is similar to Will’s “no trespassing “ /murray’s “keep door closed” sign).This is despite jonathan telling her not to-over and over. We see the first time she enters and he tells her this- she says “sorry”, but after she rolls her eyes  (and than later she does it 2 more times-showing she’s not actually sorry). It shows a lack of respect for her partner and his photography (light destroys his photos). This is similar to Jonathan busting into Lonnie’s. Or El -not respecting doors in every season (and spying on her bf who in s3 was not happy about this).

Which is one of the reasons j*ncy & m*leven were (verbally) paralleled specifically in s3 .Both pairings have no trust in boundaries/privacy- Jonathan taking those pics in s1 vi*lated Nancy’s boundaries/privacy, Nancy in s3 ruins jonathan’s photos while disrespecting his boundaries,El spies on Mike in s2-3 and says she makes her own rules-and doesn’t care if it made Mike uncomfortable.

We even have in s3e3-nancy & El break into people’s houses via the front door (to show how similar they are). 

This also correlates to my other post- where I talked about the theme of spying on love interests being done by many characters too (Jonathan to Nancy in s1,s2 lucas spying on Max, max on lucas in s3, steve and rando-girl who rejected him in s3. El in s2-3 to Mike.And  on the nonromantic end -the mf /the us gov spying on our heroes, El in s1 being trained to be a spy, karen spying on Mike in s3 via phones, similar to how the government agents in s1 monitored phone calls,etc. The snowball even had  l*max/ m*leven (who that season spied on eachother ) dance to a song about a st*lking ex- while the spying mf watched them as well).

Also as another romantic contrast to doors in s3:

Mike throws El in his closet (gay ref) and closes the door (to his real emotions ). As Karen says to Mike “talk to me’ about Will  (similar to Karen saying to Nancy  “talk to me” in s1 ) .And she says to Mike “I never want you to HIDE anything from me.” (which he literally is doing). 

 Similar to Nancy ins1 who’s door was closed (to symbolize being emotionally closed off from her mom -it signifies he wouldn’t open up to Karen in s1 about Will (cause he’s too occupied CLOSING his CLOSET door for EL- and pretending to be straight). 

Than in s3e1 during m*leven kiss it pans to a the rainbow drawing (which says Mike) & a drawing of Will the wise as the lyrics “just a little more time will open closing doors”plays. After this, at Will’s house in s3e1 ( while Will claims he won’t fall in love) you hear the lyrics in the back ironically  play  “Love that was new to you-you open up the door.” Like - go back to episode 1 -it’s true. After Joyce says ‘ok;- the song gets much louder just for the lyric “you open up the door”.XD I’m not making this sh*t up (they purposely didn’t subtitle the segment panned to Will but it’s clear as day) ! The other song Mike kisses El to in ep 1 is ‘can’t fight this feeling’ (which is about a guy afraid to tell his friend of many years that he loves them-but who is afraid to do so and ruin their platonic relationship- which doesn’t fit m*leven who kissed in less than a week . the song lyric also has the phrase “if i have to ...come crashing through your door, baby I can’t fight this feeling anymore.” XD Than after “time” (3 months/last ep of s3) El kisses Mike- infront of WILL’S OPEN CLOSET door, in Will’s room, while El holds Will’s bear that comes between them. El (similar to Karen’s closet scene) even tries to get Mike to talk about his “feelings” which he avoids doing with El (/ Karen). As mike doesn’t open up to El emotionally he also doesn’t reciprocate the kiss- or say i love you back-and the same song (’the first i love you’) which played when, in s3 ,Robin rejected steve cause she’s gay- plays. And both stobin/mileven s3 confessions also heavily parallel . I mean coming out as gay used to be called “coming out of the closet”...

The supernatural: Doors & upsidedown- “ A doorway between worlds”

Murray ,in s3, (translating for Alexi) calls the gate a “doorway between worlds”. While Mr clarke also calls it a “doorway” and discusses Hugh everete’s “many worlds” theory. So later when NOT respecting Mr.clarke’s boundaries and interrupting his date - Dustin says about the supernatural/deprivation tank “why are you keeping this curiosity door LOCKED?” We also see on the st soundtrack -the song playing while alexi is explaining the upsidedown - is called “the door is opening”. And @ghostgirlinsatin​ mentioned this detail after I orginally posted this-when alexi runs away ‘neutron dance ‘ plays and the lyric is “I’ll just stay behind this LOCKED door.”

We see mr clarke stab a pencil into a plate and Alexi stab a straw into a box to illustrate this doorway. Along with Lonnie hammering a nail into a wall in an attempt to close a open door (and saying someone should be held accountable for what happened to Will). it transitions from Lonnie repeatedly hitting the nail with a hammer to Mike stabbing a plate with a pencil -like mr clarke -and explaining how Will got to the upsidedown. Because ironically- Lonnie is the cause of what happened to Will (and should be held accountable). gif visuals-here.

If you’ve read my  ‘crashcourse of evidence for Will creating the upsidedown/mf” or the longer version called the “did theory” you generally know where this is going.

Like Dustin said- the upsidedown is a “alternate dimension” a “dark echo of our world.”

Which I believe Will created based on suppressed memories. A few things appear to be triggers-bathtubs, clowns, and slamming doors. When Will first sees the upsidedown in s2- the arcade door slams open (making Will jump). And later when first seeing the mf (his front door opens by itself-similar to the demogorgan opening the door in s1). In s3 when Billy yells to open the door- Will senses the mf (and touches the back of the neck-which a season prior was associated with memories).

I think the door imagery (to some extent) represents Lonnie coming home and slamming/unlocking the front door. in s1 when Hopper knocks at Joyce’s door aggressively (she says ‘go away lonnie’). Demogorgan in d&d also means ‘deep father’ & Nancy says the demogorgan is like a “lion” (lonnie’s name means lion). And just all the other connections to the demogorgan and Lonnie I talked about in my ‘crashcourse post’ (baseball, hunting,lights,etc). And the fact Billy and el (who are heavily paralleled to Will) also have Dads yelling to “open the door” is  suspicious too.  I mean Neil calls his son William a “f*g”, and makes him play baseball -just like Lonnie did to Will. And Neil also yells for William (Billy) to open his door, before hurting him. So I could see  Lonnie doing that to Will in the past ...

We even have El see a red door- while in the void

Heck- in s2 , Dr owens said Will’s anniversary affect would make him remember tra*matic memories and OPEN his neurological flood GATES(  and these openings to the upsidedown are also called GATES and DOORS)!

[amanda-tapping-ripples]

On Amanda, fandom and giving back

When Amanda came on stage, she was already deeply moved by Julia’s speech. Then she started to talk and she totally broke down in tears so she struggled with the words and her voice kept breaking. “I feel like you have made me a better person.” Like we got her to do stuff that she didn’t know she was capable of. And it is because of us that Sanctuary for Kids happened and because of us that she goes forward every day. Our support to her and to each other gives her strength. The fandom is a reflection of her [in reference to Julia’s speech] but also “I’m a reflection of my fandom.” We’ve made her a better person than she thinks she could have been. “Thank you, from the bottom of my heart.” She left the stage and Becky told us some last information and a video with highlights from AT8 was shown. Then Amanda came on stage again to say goodbye. She wished us safe travels. She was trying to say more but got overwhelmed by emotions and unable to speak so she just repeated that she’s a reflection of us and that she’s a better person because of us. That she loves us and is proud of us and she thanked us again.

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At the very first panel at AT10, after greeting us and some small talk she started talking about how she’d been really nervous, prior to the event. Not the kind of nervousness she usually experiences before these events and at the beginning of the panel, something else. Hence, she had been asking herself, why this particular time felt so different - realising that it was because they (Amanda as well as Gabit) had said that it would probably be their last event.

She did have moments, leading up to this weekend, where she had “woken up in a panic in the middle of the night”, not knowing why at first. …but soon she realised that… (At that point, she started crying and her voice was breaking. She wasn’t able to finish the sentence and instead looked to the little table behind her on her right and then in Julia’s direction.)

“I need tissues…” (A fan threw a pack of tissues onto the stage, which made everyone laugh. Amanda picked it up.) “Anyway, what I realised was that I don’t know how to possibly pay you guys back…”

She repeated that she doesn’t know how to pay it back and that she was grateful for “what you have given to me”. “To Amanda, the actress and to Amanda, the human being.” “Thank you for your incredible generosity”. Still very emotional, she also expressed the same sentiment for the G4, saying that she would never be able to pay them back.

Again, she reiterated that what she’d realised is that she doesn’t know how to pay us back.

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AT10, closing ceremony: “Thank you all so much for coming.” and “Thank you all for being a part of my life.” She thanked us for making her, at times when she’s in a dark place – “‘cause everyone of us has these moments” – at times “when I don’t feel strong…” “…I think of this event” …and the letters we’ve written to her. And that there’s a group of people who believe in her and support her.

[...] her last words to the audience: “Please know how much I admire and respect (I think she also said, ‘and love’) you. My love, my love, my love…”

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What I love about this...  Well, first of all, I... ...it’s always heartbreaking for me to see Amanda cry, even if it’s tears of gratitude, and it’s *so very* hard to be unable to give her a tight hug right at that moment. It’s also difficult to hear about things like her waking up in panic in the middle of the night, and to hear that she doesn’t think she’s able to pay "it" back. However. I'm happy, I love that "we", as the fans, as a group, can give her something that feels so deep to her, something that gets her so very emotional. ...because that means that it *is* a mutual thing, that I as an individual might not be able to pay back to her what she’s given to me, but that we as a group are able to.

I just wish she'd allow herself to acknowledge that it *is* a mutual thing, that she is indeed fully paying it back and that "we"/I feel at least as deeply and emotional about what she gives to "us"/me as she does about what fandom gives to her...

I wish she’d allow herself to acknowledge the impact that *she*, Amanda, is making instead of just acknowledging that the characters she’s played have an impact.

[mammonprotectionsquad]

Me: Okay, how many tropes do we want to fit into this?

My brain: Yes.

Sfzcub honestly, only the first half was planned. The rest kind of just happened on accident? xD can't say I'm too mad tho.

Aka: Becky writes another self indulgent oneshot with her 2D hubby to make herself feel better ✌🏻

Flower crowns and kisses

Vanderwood x Reader

A warm summer breeze brushed over your skin, leaves rustling gently in the wind. You and Vanderwood had decided to go on a picnic that day, the perfect way to wind down after a long and stressful week. You'd even baked a strawberry cake together the day prior, preparing the rest of the snacks in the morning before you headed out. You were well aware that it was too much for two people to eat, but he had still insisted to take everything along. So you could pick whatever you might crave. Seeing how considerate and caring he was, was enough to make you melt into a puddle.

The blanket was spread out in the shadow of a big tree, right in front of a lake. Your boyfriend had shown you that place a while ago and it quickly became one of your favorites. Whenever you were there, you couldn't help but wonder why no one else was around. Though in all honesty, you were glad about how quiet and devoid of people it was.

You sat there comfortably, leaning against the tree, a small pile of flowers in your lap that you knew wouldn't be enough to finish the two flower crowns you were working on. But you didn't even have to say anything, Vanderwood being ever so attentive and getting up without a word to pick some more flowers for you. A fond smile broke out on your face, half finished flower crown set aside as you took your time to just watch him. How his brows were furrowed in concentration when he looked at the flowers, only picking one when he deemed it pretty enough to be turned into an accessory. Seeing him crouching in a field of flowers, holding something that nearly looked like a bouquet already was way too cute... Which was why you grabbed your phone, taking a picture of him as sneakily as possible. There was no way in hell he'd notice with how concentrated he was, right?

"Delete it", his voice suddenly carried over to you, startling you enough to nearly make you drop your phone.

"Delete what?"

"Don't play dumb. I know you took a picture of me just now." There was an amused glint in his eyes when he turned his head to look at you. And he didn't need to say more, you knew exactly what was on his mind; How could you forget that I was an agent? I notice things like that easily.

You muttered quietly about unfair boyfriends with Spidey-Senses as you got up from your spot. Though instead of doing as he'd asked you, you shoved the phone into your back pocket and backed away from him with big steps. Causing him to raise a brow.

"You want me to delete it? Well... Then you gotta catch me first!", you called out laughing, already taking off into a sprint before you even finished the sentence.

You could hear him sigh, giving you a small headstart, before he chased you. The second you turned your head to look behind you and saw how close he'd already gotten, you squeaked, trying to somehow outrun him, but you know it was futile anyway. It didn't take much longer until his muscular arms wrapped tightly around your waist, lifting you up and twirling you around for a moment, before his chest was pressed to your back.

"Got you...", he whispered, lips right next to your ear. "Now delete the picture."

"Mhm, let me think. No", you giggled, squirming a little when his teeth caught your earlobe and tugged on it ever so slightly.

"No?", Vanderwood downright growled. The sound sending a shiver down your spine and you instinctively pressed closer to him with your hands resting on his arms.

"I'll only delete the one of you, when we take one together instead."

"Baby girl..."

"Please? I want to use it as my lockscreen so I can also look at you when we're not together", you nearly pouted, aiming your best puppy eyes at him for good measure.

Instead of answering immediately, the first thing he did was lean in, pressing a couple pecks to your pout. The sweet action easily making your cheeks flush.

"Fine."

His answer threw you off a bit. If you were being honest, you hadn't expected him to give in so easily, but soon enough the surprise made room for excitement and you were quick to fish your phone out. The brunette didn't hestate to take it from you and be the one to take the picture. Seeing how he was taller and was able to get a better angle.

You shifted a bit to be able to press your cheek to his, smiling widely as he took the picture. Though when you were just aboout to reach out for the phone, he grabbed your chin between thumb and index finger, tilting your head a little more and pressing his lips to yours again. The kiss lasting longer this time, easily making you forget everything around you.

"I think I like the second one better", he said casually, making you blink a couple times as his words sank in.

"Wait, the second one?"

You finally snatched the phone from him to look at the pictures he'd taken, heart fluttering when you got to the kiss one. Who would've thought that the man who always claimed to hate having his picture taken would so casually take one of you two kissing. But you were the last one to complain about it!

As you were already doing quick work of setting it as your lockscreen, you felt him rest his chin on your shoulder, fingertips of one hand snaking under your shirt to graze over the skin of your stomach. The light touch tickling and making you squirm.

"Babe, stop!", you exclaimed giggling, trying to get away from him.

Of course he didn't let you. Arms trapping you and his fingers were now attacking your sides mercilessly. Your bright laughter and weak attempts to shove him away drawing a chuckle out of him.

"What do I get for stopping?"

"Anything! Anything you want!" In the back of your mind you knew that it could easily bite you in the ass, but you really just wanted him to have mercy on you.

"Anything I want, huh?", he repeated, finally stopping his attack and instead turning you around to face him. His large, calloused hands cupping your cheeks as you tried to catch your breath. Occasionally letting another giggle slip.

Just when you thought you were finally able to breathe properly again, you looked up, feeling like your lungs got robbed of all oxygen for an entirely different reason. His brown eyes were so full of adoration. Adoration for you and only you.

Your hands reached up to hold on to his wrists, his thumb now stroking over your cheek and you instinctively leaned into the touch.

"I want a kiss", he mumured, the corners of his lips quirked up into a gentle smile.

"Silly... You don't need to tickle me to get kisses. You can get them whenever, you know?"

"Maybe. It's still a sweet reward for taking mercy on you", he teased, at the same time bending down to nudge your nose with his own.

Without any hesitation, you got on tiptoes in order to cross the small distance between you, lips moving slowly against his. Like they'd done countless times before, but it still got your heart racing. No matter if they were brief pecks when you passed each other or full on makeout sessions.

While your arms wrapped around his neck, one of his hands rested on the small of your back, the other one tangled in your hair to prevent you from pulling back too soon.

You didn't know how long the kiss had lasted when he eventually pulled away, but not without a teasing nibble on your lower lip, making you gasp in surprise.

"Vandy!", you shoved him half-heartedly. Not even using enough force to make him budge in any form. Instead he simply laughed quietly, the sound never failing to make you feel all warm. Especially knowing that you were the one who got to hear his laugh the most.

"Yes, my love?"

"Can you not be like that? We're in public!"

Lips pursed, he pulled you close into his chest again, eyes darting around like he was searching for something.

"It's only us here. Means, no one would see us." Like the damn tease he was, he brushed his lips along your neck and that way you were able to feel his smirk.

"Stoooop....", you whined, knowing full well that if he kept it up, you would easily give in to anything he asked. You were just that weak for him.

Letting out another quiet laugh, he finally pulled back, pecking the tip of your nose. Afterwards he simply scooped you up into his arms to carry you back to the blanket. There he sat down with you, but no matter how much free space there was, he decided to keep you in his lap, much to your delight.

"I'm sorry. But you're just too cute all flustered."

"You know, sometimes I miss the Vandy that was too flustered himself to only think about teasing me like that. Let alone in a public place. The quiet Vandy that already blushed when I held his hand or kissed his cheek", you huffed with a fake pout.

His lips were suddenly pressed to your neck again, though the kiss was far more innocent than before, tickling a content sigh out of you.

"You're lying."

"Yeah, I am... I like how comfortable you got with initiating affection and the sorts."

"All because of you", he hummed, snuggling into your back, simply watching when you continued your work on the formerly abandoned flower crown. The silence that settled between you two a comfortable one, enjoying a quiet, relaxed moment with each other.

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The Butt of a Joke: Wonder Woman vs Nightwing

Humor is subjective. Maybe the scene and what it caused in Nightwing #79 worked for you. It certainly didn’t for me. But the Wonder Woman #771 joke hit home.

Why?

The Set Up

Wonder Woman: There is a clear set up. Diana says she is cautious and before she has even finished her sentence... well, look above.

Nightwing: There is no clear set up. While the wallet is placed on the counter, no attention is put on it. During my first read I didn’t even notice it lying there and was confused as to where the wallet even came from, automatically assuming Dick must have had it on his person.

How does the joke play out?

Wonder Woman: Diana boasts about her skill, stumbles, falls and the story immediately continues. Not only that. Ratatosk falls with her. Merely a little more dignified than Diana. It’s instant Karma.

Nightwing: Dick notices his missing wallet because it’s not lying on the counter anymore. But we don’t see what he sees. He looks around panicked, tells Barbara not to tell the others. She already did. Dick continues to dramatically complain. It’s hyperpole.

How much impact does the joke have inside the story?

Wonder Woman: Diana falls. It’s her boastfulness that causes her fall. But before that she confronted Thor, won a fight against a group of Elves, got information from Dr. Psycho by intimidation, and, after her fall, she makes a deal with Nidhogg, climbs Yggdrasil and trusts Ratatosk to have the right plan to get her inside Nidhogg without her dying. (Yes, you read that correctly.) She would have done all this even without stumbling over a rock. The joke was simply there to lighten the mood and get her in front of Nidhogg’s den creatively and without having to waste pages on a search. The joke is a shortcut.

Nightwing: Dick gets his wallet stolen. Before that he wondered what to do with his inheritance and decided to help the homeless in the area by giving out free pizza. Afterward Babs tracks the wallet, Dick kicks two mafia goons in the face to save the boys that stole his wallet, he follows them to a city of homeless children, he decides to leave the wallet with the boys (without seeing them again), and decides to be Blüdhaven’s safety net. The joke informs the whole story.

The Atmosphere & Background Information

Wonder Woman: The title currently has a very video game-y feel to it. Reading it feels like following the main quest. Diana has partial amnesia. She does not remember being Wonder Woman. It gives her “Fresh off Themyscira” vibes in a believable way. Because of the more pop culture feel to her Infinite Frontier story, Diana being clumsy made me immediately draw a line to shojo heroines. And that comparison feels all the more natural because Diana’s current writers - Becky Cloonan and Michael Conrad - recommend manga from time to time on their twitter, which means they are familiar with the clumsy heroine trope.

Nightwing: Dick was already the victim of a joke last Issue, that made me question how competent he will be written. (My opinion on that here.) To have the same happen again, makes it more than repetitive. It makes it bad. Especially when Taylor keeps praising Dick’s abilities on Twitter without prove in the actual comic. Dick is a great hero, but he can’t secure his apartment, can’t fight off an attacker in his home, and can’t be aware enough of his surroundings to realise three kids are stealing his wallet. His competence isn’t shown anywhere else either. He is a nice guy, but his niceness is reduced to paying for stuff. He can fight, but he hasn’t fought anyone more dangerous than two goons yet.

Conclusion

The Wonder Woman gag works for me because it’s clearly set up, and the narrative doesn’t revolve around her mistake. It’s alright that she tripped. She isn’t perfect. She is rewarded for it by getting to her next narrative stop.

The joke in Nightwing doesn’t work for me because it informs Dick’s whole narrative after it happens. It’s not because of skill that Dick learns Maroni is in Blüdhaven and that a city of homeless children exist. The chase for his wallet is there to give him a reason to invest money into Blüdhaven, but it’s a non-explanation. Because in what else would Dick invest money? He never considers anything else.

What’s worse is that the “meetings by chance” the joke causes are not dealt with either. While Dick recognizes Maroni, he does nothing with the information. Neither does he wonder who the woman opposite the criminal is. Dick doesn’t talk to the boys that stole his wallet and Maroni’s phone. He simply leaves the stolen goods with them. He does not even wonder why the homeless kids ask if he is “the man without a heart”.

But, hey, at least we know there is a bat group chat, right?

Edit: What I labeled as Maroni’s phone might be another wallet. But it’s not outright stated.

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Birthday Girl-ImAllexx

“Can u do an Alex imagine where it’s reader’s birthday so Alex throws a party in the flat and in the midst of it all her and Alex sneak off to his room where he gives her his present and it’s all cute until things escalate and he eats her out as a birthday treat”

Pairing: ImAllexx x Reader

Word Count: 1.7k+

A/N: Reposted for a friend, not continuing smut :)

WARNING: SMUT

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“Alex, I swear if you threw a party too-” “Oh, c'mon Y/n. You know I would never.” Alex and Y/n had been walking back to their flat, they had already made it to their floor level. Y/n’s boyfriend had taken her out for dinner, it wasn’t anything fancy, but it was her favorite restaurant. Luckily the restaurant wasn’t too fancy, Alex had worn his usual outfit of a hoodie, a snapback, and a few rings to dinner. “Alex, you’ve already done so much for me today, a surprise party would be too much.” This morning Alex had shown up at Y/n’s door with a boutique of roses, they had gone out shopping for Y/n. Anything she picked out, he had bought for her without hesitation. A few fans had bumped into them as well, of course they took a moment to take photos together. As soon as they had gotten to their front door, Y/n opened the door, only to have the lights flick on automatically along with people yelling ‘surprise!’ Out of nowhere, Alex and Y/n’s square-headed friend had run up to them, unleashing a confetti popper at them. Y/n couldn’t help but let out a laugh. “But seriously though, happy birthday, Y/n,” Will grinned, taking a step back from his friends. “Thanks, Will,” Y/n to a moment to give Will a brief hug before pulling away. Finally, she looked around and noticed the familiar faces that had agreed with Alex to throw a party. It honestly seemed like everyone was there. George, James, Gee, Mia, Angelika, Aria, Fraser, Lewis, Ciaran, Becky, Callum, Ethan, Stephen, Chris,. “I few people are late,” Alex whispered, wrapping his arms around his girlfriend from behind her. “I’m sorry.” “Are you joking?” Y/n glanced at her boyfriend, “This is amazing Alex.” “You like it?” “Absolutely,” turning to face her boyfriend, she continued to speak. “Bubba, this is amazing. I love it, thank you.” “Anything for you, Y/n.” The party was going great, music had been turned on and people were chatting. Alcohol had been set up in the kitchen, Alex had left Y/n be to go make her a drink. The h/c girl hadn’t got a chance to find out her friends had brought presents for her, the gifts had been placed in Alex’s bedroom. A while later, Y/n was in the middle of a conversation with Chris, Chloe, George, and Angelika. Alex had brought Y/n her drink and was getting his own. The group had been talking about when they were in high school and their different experiences.  Just Y/n had gone to speak again, a hand wrapped around hers. Glancing over, Y/n found herself looking over at her boyfriend. “Do you mind if I steal my girlfriend away from you guys?” “Go ahead,” George grinned as he wrapped an arm around Angelika. With that, Alex began to pull Y/n away from the crowd, heading down the hallway. Reaching Alex’s bedroom, the brunette had closed the door behind them, locking it to make sure no one could interrupt their moment. Walking over to the edge of the bed, Y/n took a seat. “Are those for me?” her gaze had been stolen by a pile of gifts sitting in the corner of the room. “Yeah, we were gonna wait for later tonight to show you your gifts, but I forgot they were in here,” her boyfriend replied as he walked over the nightstand that stood to the right of the bed. Pulling the bottom drawer open, he began to rummage around for something important. “What are you looking for?” Finally, his eyes had set on it. A small black box that had been placed at the bottom of his drawer. He had gotten it a while ago and didn’t want there to be any chance of Y/n stumbling across it one day. “This,” Alex smiled, pulling out the box as he moved to shit by Y/n. “I know I bought all that stuff for you today, but this came in a few weeks ago.” He opened the box, revealing a beautiful aquamarine stone that sat on top of a silver band ring. Six accent stones sat on the ring, complimenting the aquamarine stone. Y/n let out a gasp at the sight of it. “Alex… I can’t accept this, you’ve already given me so much.” “Y/n, please take it. There’s no reason I’m gonna wear this.” It took a moment before Y/n gave a nod, continuing to stare at the ring. Taking the silver band out of the box, Alex slipping it onto his girlfriend’s ring finger, watching her reaction to it. The ring had fit like a glove, it was absolutely perfect. “Oh my god, I love it,” Y/n cooed, keeping her eyes on the ring, afraid that if she just glanced away from it for a second, it’d magically disappear. “And I love you.” “I love you, Alex.” Gently, Alex placed two of his fingers under Y/n’s chin, lifting her face to make eye contact with him. As soon as their eyes had met, Alex’s lips collided with hers. The kiss had created a passionate moment between them, which only lead to Alex hovering over Y/n, his snapback being tossed off by his girlfriend. Y/n’s fingers dragged through Alex’s hair, making it become a bit messy. Once the kiss had ended, Alex had moved down to her neck, beginning to kiss, nip, or bite anywhere that could get a reaction on of Y/n.  Finally, Y/n let a breathy moan out as Alex bit gently on the right of her neck. “You gotta be quiet, Y/n,” Alex hushed her. “We don’t want anyone finding out what we’re doing.” Y/n only gave a small hum as a response. She was used to being quite vocal in the bedroom, so if this was going to go any farther, she’d have a challenge to face. While Alex had worked on making his mark on her neck, his free hand had moved down her waist slowly. As soon as Alex’s hand had touched the edge of Y/n’s pants, his hand had somehow found its way underneath the fabric. Biting her lip, Y/n had fought back a moan as her grip on Alex’s hair had tightened. The brunette let a chuckle out from her tensed state. His hand had traveled even deeper, his fingers pressing against her entrance. “Please, Alex… don’t tease.” Hearing those words leave Y/n’s lips had ignited something inside of Alex. He wanted to get her to whine and fight back moans. Alex slid two fingers in, beginning to move his hand back and forth. Of course his fingering had been at its best with Y/n’s pants in the way. At this point Y/n was gripping onto the sheets, fearing if she made one noise their friends would hear them. Pulling his hand out of Y/n, Alex had begun to work on unbuttoning his girlfriend’s pants, only for her to take over as Alex moved to take her shoes off. Once Y/n was able to wiggle off her pants she laid back down, excited for what was to come next. Two of Alex’s fingers had slid back into Y/n, beginning to move fast. A small low moan had escaped the h/c girl’s lips as she leaned her head back. “Fuck, Y/n… you’re so wet.” Just hearing those words leave Alex’s lips, had only made Y/n feel butterflies appear in her stomach. Alex had added a third finger, beginning to curl his fingers when he’d thrust his fingers in. “Oh my god,” Y/n panted, at this point she could barely talk. It seemed like every time her and Alex would have an intimate moment in bed, she’d forget how well he was with his hands. Slowly, she could feel herself coming closer and closer to her edge. Just as Y/n had felt herself clench around her boyfriend’s fingers, Alex had pulled his fingers away from Y/n’s entrance. Immediately from the lost of contact, Y/n let out a whine. “Don’t worry, Y/n,” her boyfriend let out a chuckle as he positioned himself between her legs. “You’ll get to come.” Alex had buried his head in between her legs. His tongue moving from side to side, in and out. Y/n let out small moans as her hands could be found gripping onto Alex’s hair once again. “You taste amazing,” Alex muttered against her pussy, causing vibrations of his voice against her clit. If Y/n wasn’t in heaven already, she certainly was now. Giving a tug at Alex’s hair, Y/n bit her lip as she fought back a moan. Just from feeling Y/n tug at his hair, Alex let out a soft groan. Once again, the familiar feeling of herself getting closer and closer had been created. Right as she had come to the edge, Alex had switched what he was doing. He had begun to suck on her clit only to have the h/c girl cover her mouth, muffling a loud moan. And just like that, she had come. Sitting up, Alex looked down at the mess his girlfriend had become. Y/n had been panting to catch her breath after that amazing orgasm, a tint of blush had appeared on her cheeks. Just from the sight of the state Y/n was in had caused Alex to place a proud smirk on his face because he was the one to make his girlfriend end up this way. Licking his lips, Alex gave a wink before standing up, trying to relocate where his snapback had gone. After a moment of catching her breath, Y/n had gotten up from the bed, putting her underwear and pants on after she had found them tossed in the corner of the room. There was a moment of silence between the couple as they recollected themselves. They took turns standing by the mirror to fix their hair and tidy up their clothes. As soon as they had finished, Alex unlocked the bedroom door. “You ready to get back to your party?” “Yeah,” Y/n grinned taking her boyfriend’s hand in hers. Once they stepped out of the room, Alex leaned in, whispering something to his girlfriend. “Did you enjoy your present, birthday girl?”

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HI! I’m finally rewatching 15x17 so I’m doing an in-depth(ish?) super stoned commentary! Hooray!

Before I get into it, I just really have to say, god I love this season so so so much. The writing has just been beautiful, and it has me EMOTIONAL af. Anyway. Here we go!

I always like looking at the Then/Now scenes. I feel they can ring some really important storywide context to the show. A great example of this is the Pizza Man montage. This episode it starts with the conversation from a  few episodes back with Dean and Sam discussing Jack killing God.

I’ve found the Dean/Amara relationship very interesting. After how it was played up in the 15x15 Gimme Shelter, always from Dean’s perspective in a joking manner. I believe it was @verobatto-angelxhunter that discussed the Big Married Energy it gave off, Dean teasing Castiel about a woman from his past. Season 11, as the beginning of the Dabb era, has been calling my name for a rewatch lately, especially with Amara being brought back. Its always been established that the connection Dean and Amara have was not something Dean liked. It wasn’t actual attraction. I’ll talk more about this later.

I have made some random posts here and there talking about the symmetry in endings between Season 11 and Season 15, I will also dig into this more later.

Saw a post about the amount of times “world” is said, want to keep track of that. I know there is a heavy Destiel attachment, and the second time it is said is during the Then sequence, Chuck’s dialogue from the episode with the tvs, talking about how its time to clear the board. (Want to look into Chess mentions this season, maybe even Dabb era as a whole? Because obviously there’s been a game going on at the cosmic level for quite some time). It doesn’t show the scene where Dean and Cas in the kitchen comes up on the tv where Chuck calls them “the world”. but it does have that section of dialogue as t screens are being shown, bringing that to mind.

Then we have Meg 2.0 as The Shadow, Cas is confused why he is being harmed since they’re on the same side. The Shadow makes their loyalty known. Keep this in mind. Will touch on this later as well.

Shit this is a lot for the episode not even starting yet. Below the cut for more!

God Amara is a QUEEN and I love her SO MUCH.

Sam tells Cas to “just get home” cause the Bunker is his FUCKING HOME

One thing I’ve seen brought up a lot is how Dean is always very action focused. Solve the problem at hand, “cross that bridge when we get to it” type of mentality. His plans always revolve around that. Cas and Sam are always very focused on there being another way, how there is always another way, especially when one oftheir lives are at stake. Sam calls him out. Sam wouldn’t care if Dean was saying that all the time if it were actually true, wouldn’t wonder if he ever got tired of saying it if they did only ever have one choice. TFW always subverts the problem at hand. Last season, their only shot of beating Michael was the Malak Box. Season 11 was soul bomb Dean, 13 was Dean saying yes to Michael. Ya’ll see a theme yet? Dean loves to sacrifice himself. Sam’s done the same exact thing, closing the Hell gates, letting out Lucifer. Cas’s whole thing in Season 6? They’ve all done the same things. over and over. Hamster wheel. Think of what made all those endings obsolete? What made them find another way, huh?

Fuck that paragraph went somewhere I wasn’t originally taking it, but still a good take IMHO. 

I’m loving the SUITS!

I really hope that Amara is not gone. I know I’ve seen some stuff that talks about why that has to have been her last episode, but whatever. Imma still dream. And I really might have to just write a fix-it fic after the finale about Aunt Amara and Jack hanging out. 

I just noticed world again (Dean to Amara: saving the whole world’s ass)

“You and I will always help each other.” That look on Dean’s face when she said that. Not  the face of someone enjoying being flirted with by and “ex-flame” or whatever the hell

Saw a post about the generational family story that was being told (I believe it was @occamshipper) that basically has Sam is to Jack as Dean was to Sam growing up (Dean is John and Cas is Mary, super awesome read, will try to find and link in a bit). This whole family arc is about breaking the toxic circle, being a better parent than your parents, found family kinda things. So how has Dean reacted to Sam in these situations? Most recently, I think, is season 8, with the Trials. Sam was sacrificing himself, he knew that, he was okay with it. Sam was suicidal by the end of it, and Dean does what he normally does with Sam and keeps him from finishing the trials, and season 9 starts with Dean completely taking away his autonomy again, allowing Gadreel to possess him. Dean was angry, he was disappointed, he acted like Dean, and that is the kind of treatment he gets from his “big brother” father figure. But Sam breaks through his treatment, tells Jack he is brave and validates him, and doesn’t try and take away his FREE WILL.

Sam continues the path he started on when he told Dean to stop as he continuously made excuses/explained why he had kept things from Sam about Jack. He grows!! I love to see it!! He does NOT give up his FREE WILL. Guys I’m loving it. These boys are actively making HARD decisions and we are seeing growth in real time. TFW in every form has...not really lived up to its name? Sure, the world gets free will, but the boys never do. And not just in situations like they’re told they can’t do something. I’m talking constant violations of each other’s bodily autonomy. Dean all the time with Sam, Cas when he takes down the Hell wall from Sam’s mind, honestly....mostly its Sam having it violated. But the other guys have to stop fucking with it. They all need a variation. Dean needs the Free Will to stop being his father’s soldier, to live his true non performative life. Cas needs to be free of his self doubt. Permission to be happy, not happy in and of itself. Jack needs Free Will to be a fucking toddler.....

Sam SEES it dude, he knows something isn’t right, and he’s the one that figured it out like, every other time this season, too. Jesus. Dean is so desparately caught up in wanting to get the hell OUT of the hamster wheel, he’s too blind to see how deep into it he is. The first plan ANYONE gives him, he goes with it. He’s literally followed Billie’s plan because of one of her books before, and what happened? Cas and Sam brought him back from sacrificing himself. 

I’ve really enjoyed how much Sam and Dean are fighting, honestly. Like, my spec for a while now has been that the brothers are going their seperate ways at the end of all this, the only way to satisfyingly bring an impactful end to their toxic codependency that they’ve been chipping away at for the last few seasons.

Guys I’m suuuuuuuper baked,

Dean says “Someone’s gotta be the grownup here” talking to Sam about taking Jack to do the final ritual. Dean is fully his father, talking to the “older brother” Sam protecting the “special child” Jack. Dean is not  breaking the cycle established by his father, going mad with rage over his circumstances

Jesus Christ the LOOK ON SAM’S FACE when Dean says Jack’s not family. I’m dead. He looks so broken.

That line though is.....hm. All through season 14 and 15, its been established that Jack is family, their kid. When Lily Sunder comes back to help get his soul, Dean makes comments about not making them go through what she did with her daughter, and again to Belphegor in 15 when asked who he was (after a fight between Dean and Cas no less, calls him “our kid”). So this is how far Dean has spiralled? This is how he is choosing to try and deal with knowing Jack will die? Denial of his importance?

“He’s not like you. He’s not like Cas.” Dean feels he holds a different relationship with Cas than he does with Sam. Just...sayin....

Jared’s acting is......truly just phnomenal.

Man, i feel like the music is off? and it makes me think its intentional, cause Becky says something about how there’s no classic rock? So foreshadowing? nah.

This really does feel like....the last real Sam and Cas interaction. It is heart breaking really.

Alright, I’m posting this now......cause I literally just got to the first commercial break.... So 

This is pt 1 I guess.

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High school au set somewhere around 2009 - it’s gonna be a multichapter but I don’t have a title for it yet… Avril Lavigne is gonna be the soundtrack for this 💜

Beca is an introverted fifteen years old who loves music and is about to start high school. Chloe is The Popular Girl™ and they meet because their parents are friends. There’s a lot of Jesse but Bechloe is gonna be endgame (obviously) It’s supposed to be a slow burn but i’m an impatient idiot so we’ll see about that…

Words Count: 2K

Rating: T

Read it on AO3 or under the cut ↓ 

Please tell me what is taking place (‘cause I can’t seem to find a trace)

“Bec, can you please be nice tonight? It would mean a lot to Sheila and me" repeated her father for the millionth time. Beca just sighed heavily at that and crossed her arms around her chest. They’ve talked about that ad nauseam, there was no way for her to get out of this stupid dinner at Sheila’s friends.

Sheila – a.k.a. the step monster – was the most irritating being on the planet. Beca was sure she only acted nice to her to make a show for her father and actually hated Beca just as much as Beca hated her.

“Oh come on sweetie, they have a daughter your age, I’m sure you’ll become very fast friends” she promised in that annoying high pitched tone she had “I don’t want to make any friends” Beca grumbled and could swear she heard Sheila whisper something to her father about her being weird and having no friends, but decided to ignore that.

She didn’t need new friends, she had Amy and that was enough – more than enough sometimes – Amy was a lot, mostly to someone as introverted as Beca, her loudness and recklessness were pretty hard to handle, but they knew each other since forever and Amy stood by Beca’s side during her parents’ divorce, which meant the world to Beca.

“Come on kiddo, I’m sure you’ll like her. She goes to Barden high, so you can ask her advices for next year" said her father turning in his seat after parking the car “so she’s older than me!” stated Beca “oh for God’s sake what’s one year, specially at your age?” gasped Sheila, her nice facade starting to crack at Beca’s brattyness “never mind" spat out Beca under her breath getting out of the car.

Her father stopped her when he saw she was about to put her big headphones over her ears “don’t make me take these away from you" he warned her with a glare, so she just snorted and left them hanging around her neck.

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Beca suffered immensely all through dinner, Chloe – the girl she was supposed to become best friends with to please Sheila – was hideous, she barely introduced herself without stopping pushing the buttons on her Blackberry, obviously more interested in her text than in Beca. Her parents were two pompous idiots – just how Beca imagined Sheila’s friends would be.

As soon as they finished eating, Chloe left the table without even excusing herself, focusing on her phone again.

“Chloe why don’t you show Becky your room, honey?” encouraged Chloe’s mother “sure" answered the redhead without any kind of emotion and left.

Beca gulped, she didn’t know what to do – was she supposed to just follow her? Did she had to wait there for Chloe to come back and invite her to her room? – it was clear that Chloe didn’t want her in her room.

“Beca? Go" pushed her Sheila and the girl found herself following Chloe’s path, she thought she heard someone whisper “that kid is so weird" but she shook it off, too focused on how weird she felt to intrude into a stranger’s room like that.

It turned out that Chloe didn’t mind her intrusion – one could say she didn’t even notice it, if not for the short nod she gave Beca along with a “this is it" before sitting in front of her computer and spending the night chatting on MSN.

After standing awkwardly in Chloe’s room for some moments, Beca decided to sit down on a pink fluffy bean bag sofa and finally put her headphones on. She spent the night with her iPod Classic, as she did most of the times.

Beca had the time to properly look at Chloe, to study her – something she liked to do with people.

The sixteen year old was definitely a popular girl in school – definitely someone Beca would have never wanted to be friends with – she seemed to be coming straight out of Mean Girls – that stupid Lindsey Lohan high school movie Amy made her watch once.

A shiver run down Beca’s spine. She didn’t love the idea of starting high school at all, with all those jocks and beautiful girls who thought they were better than anyone else – Beca could totally see Chloe being one of them.

Chloe was undeniably attractive, the computer light flashing on her face highlighted the perfect traits of her face and the sharp angle of her jawline, her red hair was coming down in large soft waves and her soft blue eyes made her look like a Disney princess. Her slender fingers flew quickly over the keyboard of her computer while she replied to the dozens of beeping notifications blowing up on her screen. Beca had to look away, feeling a weird grasp at her stomach she’d never felt before.

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To Beca’s displeasure these stupid dinner dates became a thing, and she was forced to see that girl at least a couple of days per month, even if Chloe seemed to have the power to defect those events, since she never showed up when the dinners were at Beca’s father’s.

Beca wasn’t sorry about that, she was just upset she didn’t have the same luxury.

Chloe smiled at her once, greeting her with a soft “hi" when the brunette went to her house to yet another dinner, and Beca kept thinking about how warm that made her feel for a long time – because it caught her off guard obviously, she wasn’t expecting that, it’s not like she stopped thinking about how beautiful Chloe looked when she genuinely smiled or why she smiled at her anyway.

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Months passed and it came the time for Beca to start high school. Amy was out of her mind excited about that and it only made Beca more nervous.

Her first day – the first month even – could have been described with one word, better yet a name: Jesse.

Jesse was in most of her classes and for some reason he was obsessed with her. He managed to learn more about her in only the first week than most people have ever tried to know in her life – he asked so many questions.

At first Beca was annoyed by him and tried to avoid the guy every time she spotted his stupid face in the hallway or at the cafeteria, but it was pointless because Jesse always managed to find her. Amy even started to tease her about her new boyfriend and Beca hated it.

She started to get used to his intrusive presence somewhere during week two, when he casually mentioned a concert of a Sum41 cover band he was sure she would have liked.

It opened up a crack in the big wall she spent so long building up – obviously what Jesse was trying to do since day one – but she didn’t push him away like she would have done with any other intruder trying to tear her defences apart, she instead decided to show him something she considered super intimate and private, something she had never shown to anyone before, she decided to show him one of her playlists.

She even agreed to go with him to the concert – telling herself she really wanted to see the band and couldn’t go without the fake ID Jesse had promised her.

Thinking about it, it didn’t take a genius to understand Beca would have liked such topic. After all, the girl always wore her headphones and from her style – heavy dark eyeliner, pierced ears, studded bracelet and dark boots – it wasn’t that hard to guess her musical tastes either.

“I knew you liked Avril Lavigne” was his first reaction scrolling through the titles in her iPod, Beca blushed at that; there were many other artists on there, such as Linkin Park, Green Day, Evanescence, Blink182… and he decided to point out the one that meant more to her.

“I love her, I think she’s great" he added pressing play on Sk8er Boi “you kinda remind me of her" he shouted over the sound filling his ears. Beca’s eyes widened for a moment and she looked around the schoolyard to check if he had drawn any attention towards them, she still couldn’t believe she was letting him use her headphones.

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“It’s Be c a, with one c" she repeated to the guy who was paying very little attention to her anyway – Luke apparently.

“All right guys, it’s gonna be 50 bucks each and it’ll take a couple of days” he said looking at them with a charming smile “to pay now" he clarified clearing his throat and Jesse rushed to pay him “thanks Johnny. I’ll reach out to you when I got them" he said before leaving.

“It’s Jesse…” sighed Jesse when Luke already had left.

“Dude, I’m giving you the money first thing tomorrow, don’t think I’m letting you pay for my ID" “I could’ve never thought something like that" he joked smiling at her.

Okay so maybe Jesse became her friend and maybe Beca liked that – not that she would admit it.

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After a month Beca thought she was starting to get used to the whole high school thing and she had to admit it wasn’t as bad as she thought, classes were boring and had nothing useful to form her regarding what she really wanted to do in life, but at least she had Amy and Jesse to lighten her mood.

The brunette was walking down the hallway, headphones on as usual, when she saw Chloe. Beca’s breath caught in her lungs at the sight of the redhead leaned against her locker animatedly chatting with a group of friends. She looked so different from the girl she was used to see at dinners; she looked radiant, like a ray of sunshine. Beca could tell all her friends were hypnotized by her energy and enthusiasm.

The sudden collision with a guy running in her opposite direction brought her back to reality “Dude! What the fuck?“ she hissed, but the guy didn’t bother stopping to check on her, so Beca shook her head and walked to her classroom. She didn’t notice Chloe looking at her.

From that moment Beca’s high school experience became a little different, she was always looking out for any signs of Chloe, she turned her head at any glimpse of red hair around a corner or every time she heard a particular kind of giggle – yes, she stopped wearing headphones in the hallways just to hear that – she’d even learned the faces of those she believed to be Chloe’s best friends and, obviously, her boyfriend – Tom, or something.

During the course of the first semester there had been almost zero dinners and her father told her she didn’t have to attend them because he was sure she was busy with homework, so the only occasions she had to see Chloe were those when she ran into her at school – not that she cared – they never interact and Beca understood, Chloe was a popular girl and with that role you have to maintain the appearances, she couldn’t risk to be seen interacting with some freshman alt girl just because they ate at the same table a couple of times, it wasn’t like they were friends anyway.

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Beca was nervous. She would have never expected to open her front door to find Chloe Beale standing in front of her. She felt her ears heating up when the girl smiled at her “h-hi… you’re here too” she babbled hating herself immediately, but Sheila appearing behind her to greet the Beale family gave her enough time to disappear into the kitchen.

Now they were in Beca’s room after dinner. Chloe didn’t feel as awkward as Beca did entering her room all those months ago – or as awkward as she felt right now, for what is worth – she immediately made herself at home sitting on Beca’s bed, bounching on it a little while looking around.

Beca blushed at the amount of posters – mainly Avril posters – hanging on her walls. Her room was much darker than Chloe’s and she was sure the redhead must have thought she was a freak.

“I like your room, it’s pretty cool" “…you do?” asked Beca in shock “yes! And your bed is so much softer than mine" added Chloe lying down. Beca was silent for a while, her brain was filled with so many thoughts she couldn’t speak, she’s never been good with words anyway.

Beca gasped when she saw Chloe stretch to reach for the iPod and headphones resting on her bedside table but couldn’t stop her from taking them.

“What do you always listen to anyway?” asked Chloe sitting back up “beside Avril Lavigne” she added with a giggle that made Beca feel more attacked than she should have, the brunette moved to sit on her bed next to Chloe and took the device from her, holding it protectively against her chest “stuff… you wouldn’t like it" she scoffed “try me" said Chloe tilting her head, smile still in place.

Beca couldn’t find it in herself to say no.

They laid on her bed with her headphones placed between them, listening to Beca’s playlist until Chloe drifted off to sleep. Beca kept laying beside her, looking at the redhead sleep on her pillow and completely ignoring the weird feeling she had in the pit of her stomach that was starting to be something not unusual when it came to Chloe.

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Loving Her: Alex Morgan - Chapter 19

(Y/N) POV

“Did you ever think we would end up here?” I turned my head towards Alex. She adjusted the covers a little so that we both were covered. I ran my hand over her face and brushed some of her hair behind her ear.

“No.” I admitted as she rested her head down on my shoulder. I ran my hand down lazily scratching her back. “I always dreamed we would though.”

We were currently laying in bed together. It was a few days after we had departed to our honeymoon. We had about another week to get to enjoy this time with each other before we had to go back to our respective clubs. We have discussed what is going to happen with the distance once we are back with our clubs. I know she is still nervous about it, but I have done my best to reassure her that we will be okay. I mean…we just got married so I doubt we are going to be breaking up anytime soon.

“I could stay here forever.” She said as I nodded my head. We stayed in bed for the rest of the day before heading out to get some dinner.

The next day we went sightseeing and to the beach which was my highlight. Anywhere with Alex was a highlight but getting to see her at the beach was a sight worth seeing. The days seemed to pass by quickly and before I knew it, it was time to depart. We would fly back to the states together before departing back to our respective clubs.

“I don’t want you to go.” She mumbled into my shoulder as I held her close to me.

“It’s only for a few weeks. I’ll see you when we play the Pride.” I said as she pouted at me. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” She leaned in to give me a kiss as I heard my flight get called.

I picked up my bag as she looked away from me. I could see her eyes watering just a little as I grabbed her giving her one last kiss before I had to leave. The flight was long, and I was missing my wife. I wasn’t used to being away from her at this point. We hadn’t really been separated since we got together so to be separated now just feels weird.

The good thing about being back with my club is that I can get back to training and hopefully getting some playing time. I know Christen is back with the team and I maybe should’ve come back as well, but I really wanted to get that extra time with Alex.

When I finally got back to my apartment, I looked around feeling a little disappointed at how empty it felt. I never realized what I was missing until I got with Alex so now it doesn’t even feel right to be here without her. I grabbed a bite to eat before just laying in bed and watching Netflix. Though, I wasn’t expecting there to be a knock on my door at 8 pm.

“Well, hello there…” I said as Christen and Amy both gave me bright smiles.

“We knew you were coming back today so we thought we would come see how you were settling in…”

“I’m alright…I feel lonely though.”

“Is this the first night without Alex?” Christen asked as I nodded my head.

“I still can’t believe you married her.” Amy said shaking her head as I sat down on my couch.

“Yeah, me neither…” I said trying not to get lost in my thoughts of her.

“You guys are really that couple huh…” Christen said jokingly as I shook my head.

“I just…when I left here, I never imagined that she and I would ever get into a relationship, and now I can’t imagine being away from her.”

“It’s an adjustment. You guys are married though so you got to be in it for the long haul.”

“Oh I am. She’s never getting rid of me.”

“I think you’re the one who should be worried.” Christen said as I gave her a confused look.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean…if you were to ask me which one of you could survive longer. I would say you. I am almost positive that it is killing Alex more than it is killing you.”

“It’s not a competition.”

“I’m just saying.” She said as I shook my head a little bit. “Alex doesn’t like to be away from you at all. She’s shown that many times.”

“I don’t like being away from her either.”

“It's why you guys work so well…”

“I guess so.”

“Are you ready to get back into training?” Amy asked giving me a curious look.

“Yeah, I don’t like to go too long without training. It will be nice to get back into things.”

“As strange as it is, I have missed training and playing with you.”

“It’s because you love me so much.” I said as both of them shook their heads.

“I have not missed your arrogance.” Amy commented as I grinned at her.

“Don’t even…” I said as she gave me a small smile.

We hung out for a little while longer before they both left to go home. I was back in bed when my phone started ringing indicating a facetime call.

“Hello beautiful.” I said as Alex came on screen. She appeared to also be laying in bed.

“Hi. I miss you.” She gave me a small pout

“I miss you too.”

We stayed on the call for a little bit before going to bed. She had things she needed to do so she had to get some sleep. The next few days I got back into training which felt really good. We reunited temporarily for the Victory Tour game, but it didn’t feel long enough before we were separated again.  

My first game back for Utah was against Sky Blue. I didn’t score, but I did get an assist to Christen during the game. She got a brace and Amy also scored which was great. After that we had a game against Seattle and won it three to one. I wasn’t thrilled about having to actually go to Seattle, but it wasn’t so bad. I got a goal which was great.

It was the next game after that which I was thrilled about. We would be playing Orlando which means I was going to get to see my wife. I couldn’t wait to tease Alex about the travesty of a game they played against Houston.

“Are you excited?” I turned towards Christen who was sitting next to me on the flight.

“I am so beyond excited. I can barely contain it.” I said as she rolled her eyes at me.

Things with Christen have gone pretty much back to normal since our fight in France. I know she is still bothered by everything that happened though. I try to avoid speaking about Barcelona as to not upset her, but it’s something we need to talk about. I am planning on talking with her after we get back from Florida.

Once we landed, we had to go check in to the hotel. Some of us then proceeded to head over to Ash and Ali’s place to see some of the girls. I couldn’t wait to see Alex. Facetime dates are great, but I desperately need my wife in my arms.

“Will you stop?” I looked over at Amy who was giving me a look.

“I’m excited!” I said defensively earning amused looks from Becky and them. “I want to see her so badly…”

“Well, we are almost there so relax.” Christen said as I huffed a little bit. Once we arrived, we got out and I practically ran to the door. Ash and them said it was fine to just walk in since they knew we were coming.

I walked in and saw Sydney and them talking as my eyes scanned the room for Alex. I grinned when she looked over at me and immediately crossed the room to hug me. I wrapped my arms around her waist picking her up and spinning her around. She smiled giving me a kiss.

“I missed you.” I mumbled as she kissed me again.

“I missed you too.”

“As cute as this is, you’re blocking the way.” I took a few steps over so they could all enter the room while giving Amy a scowl. We spent most of the night glued to each other’s sides before leaving and going back to Alex’s house.

“I don’t like being away from you. It’s like hell.” She said cuddling further into me.

“I know. Facetime is cool, but nothing compares to being with you in person.” I responded by giving her a soft kiss.

The rest of the night was spent getting reacquainted with each other and talking about the things we missed while separated. She didn’t appreciate my jokes about how crazy the Houston game was for them. Or the fact that Orlando was at like the bottom of the table.

The next morning, I woke up to an empty bed. I went looking around the house before finding Alex standing in the kitchen. I smiled walking up behind her and holding her close to me. She jumped a little when I hugged her which caused me to laugh a little.

“Good morning.” She said as she turned her head to give me a little kiss.

“Morning. You made breakfast?”

“Yeah, it’s nothing big, but I figured I would be nice.”

“It’s perfect.” I said leaning over her and taking a bit of the food. “This is actually really good.”

“It’s vegan.” She said as I nodded my head.

“I like it.” I took another bite of the food as we sat down and ate breakfast together.

Eventually, I did have to leave and head back to the hotel. I had a training session to participate in, but I was grateful I got to spend some time with Alex. When I got back, some of the girls were giving me teasing looks. I decided to stay with Becky because I knew she wouldn’t give me much trouble over everything.

“That’s some hickey you’re sporting…” Becky said giving me an amused smile.

“You know I came over here to avoid the teasing.”

“I wouldn’t be a good friend if I didn’t tease you.” She commented as I rolled my eyes.

The rest of the day I had to deal with similar comments from everyone who thought it was hilarious. It was more annoying than anything. The next day though was the game against Orlando. I was pumped, but also nervous. This was the first time that I was playing against Alex since we got together. I didn’t really know what to expect, but I wasn’t going easy on her. Luckily, she was going to be a substitute, so I didn’t need to worry too much.

There wasn’t much to talk about during the first half, but I got an assist to Christen during the second half. Alex was subbed on not long after that. They were picking up just a little after that, but Amy sealed the win in the 90th minute. After the whistle was blown, I made my way over to where Alex was. She shook her head at me in disappointment as I hugged her.

“I’m sorry.” I said as she held onto me tightly.

“No, you’re not.” She responded as I gave her a sheepish look.

“I’m happy to take the win.” She shook her head and then gave me a slight kiss on the cheek. We both made our way around the field signing autographs and stuff before I took my exit.

I went home with Alex and I could tell she didn’t want me to leave. We both had another game during the week so we would have to stay with our teams, but it didn’t mean I was thrilled about it. We had a camp coming up though so I would see her soon.

The next game for us was against Washington which finished in a draw. I got to hangout with Mal and Rose which was great. My concern was for Alex though who took a heavy hit during Orlando’s game against Chicago.

“Have you heard anything?” Christen asked me as I shook my head. “What happened?”

“Well, from the video I saw…she was in a collision with JJ and Sarah Gorden. They said that Sarah’s hip caught Alex’s head when she was falling, and she slammed down into the turf.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine. It’s not your fault.” I said as she nodded her head.

“Still…”

“JJ texted me and was like, ‘I’m so sorry’” I laughed a little as she nodded her head “I was like, ‘it’s okay.’”

“She’s probably worried that you are going to fight her.”

“I would never fight JJ.” I said as she laughed. “I’d probably lose, but also this was an accident.”

“I’m surprised you’re not on the first flight to Chicago.”

“I’m going to see her for the Victory Tour game so...”

The next day we got to relax just a little. I was in communication with Alex the whole day. She was complaining about being sore from the collision and how her knee was also fucked up. They had told her that they weren’t sure if she would be able to finish the season.

“I know it sucks, but like…if you continue playing and further injure yourself then what are you going to do?”

“I don’t want to miss the rest of the season.” She complained as I nodded my head in understanding.

“I know but baby…the Olympics are next year. You need to stay healthy to maintain your spot.”

“I know…” she said after a moment and I could practically see her pout through the phone. “I feel like I am letting everyone down.”

“You’re not the only injured and missing the season. Kelley is just as restless.”

“I know but like I don’t want to…” I laughed a little at her little whine.

“I know you don’t…maybe you could come to Utah and do your rehab here…” I suggested as the other line remained silent.

“Are you home for the rest of the season?”

“No, our next game is home. After that, we travel to Houston. We have another home game then to Seattle, Chicago, and then finish home.”

“That’s a horrible schedule.” She laughed as I smiled.

“Yeah, you’re telling me. We do have national team camp somewhere in between Chicago and the last home game.”

“Okay…so maybe it won’t be so bad.” I smiled as we continued talking before hanging up.

The next day was a travel day as we headed into camp for the victory tour. That travel wasn’t so bad considering it usually sucks. I had been busy communicating back and forth with some of the Barca reps about media stuff which kind of sucked.

Once we finally got to the hotel, I dropped my stuff to the floor. It was going to be another hour or so before Alex arrived, so I decided to just take a nap. I’m not sure exactly how long I was asleep, but when I woke up Alex was snuggled into my side. The TV was on and it was set pretty quietly, and it looked just a little darker outside.

“I didn’t want to wake you.” I turned my head to look at her as she gave me a small smile. I leaned down to give her a kiss as we laid there for a few more minutes.

“How are you feeling?”

“Better now that I am with you…”

“Glad I can help…”

“I missed you.”

“I missed you too.” I mumbled running my fingers through her hair. “It truly sucks to be away from you at any time.”

“Yeah I know what you mean…”

Eventually, we had to join the rest of the team. The camp seemed to fly by because before I knew it, we were back in Utah getting ready for the Portland game. The competition was getting more intense. We only had a few games left so winning every single one was important. Alex was officially staying with me in Utah due to having to sit out the rest of the season. So, that was nice getting to be with her.

“Are you ready for the game against Portland?” Alex asked placing our dinner down on the table.

“I think so.” I said as she took a seat next to me. “This looks good.”

“Yeah it’s a new recipe. My sister sent it to me, so I thought I’d try it out.”

“Well, tell her she did good.” I said after taking a bite of it. She nodded her head smiling softly at me. We sat and ate for a few minutes before I noticed her staring. “What?”

“It’s just…this is so domestic…” I smiled at her with slight chuckle.

“I mean…we are married.”

“I know, but like I always hoped we would get to have moments like this and here we are…”

“Well, to a long life of these moments…” I said raising my glass as she clinked hers with mine.

The next day, I did my usual pre-game rituals before heading to the stadium for the game. It didn’t take long for everything to get started before we were playing. The first half was intense with us going up after an incredible goal from Becky that was assisted by Christen. I mean…it was legendary. As is any Becky Sauerbrunn goal. The second half was when things took a horrible turn for the worse.

“What the fuck Sonnet?” I walked over to where Christen was on the ground while Emily pleaded her case to the ref. I offered my hand to Christen who took it giving me an exhausted look.

“It was an accident.” She said turning and walking away.

“Accident my ass…”

“Let it go.” Christen said turning to walk away as I lined the ball up for the free kick.

A few minutes later Rachel got a yellow card for tripping up Hayley Raso which I found difficult to argue with. It was the 77th minute when all hell broke loose. Sonnett tripped up Arod which caused the ref to give her another yellow resulting in a red card. Amy, who was reasonably pissed off, got in Emily’s face. Vero tried to get in between them and sort of pull Amy away. Amy’s outburst is what caused Tobin and all of them to go after her, so I immediately ran over to help Vero keep the peace a little bit, but I wasn’t expecting Tobin to be losing her shit.

“Tobin seriously…” I said trying to keep her back after she shoved Amy. “Back off!”

“This is ridiculous.” She said turning and walking away clearly still pissed off. Amy was handed a yellow card as well, but I just wanted this game to be over. The drama continued like a minute later when Lindsay shoved Arod down onto the pitch from behind.

“Seriously…” I mumbled deciding I was going to stay away from this one as the ref carded Lindsay. I was surprised that it was a yellow and not red considering she shoved her from behind. I shouldn’t be surprised at how crap these refs usually are.

Thankfully, the game ended not long after that. I was happy to take the win, but I could tell the great goal was going to be overshadowed by drama. Part of me felt bad for Arod considering the fans of Tobin, Sonnett, and Lindsay were no doubt going to be going after her on social media.

“That was crazy.” Christen said as I nodded my head. We shook hands with everyone before doing our usual rounds of autographs. It was afterwards in the tunnel that I went in search of my wife. Christen and I were walking together when I found Alex. She gave me a smile as I immediately walked into her arms.

“That was a great game.” She said sarcastically as I shook my head.

“Yep…” Christen mumbled as I leaned against the wall.

“Lindsay should have been red carded.” I said as they both stared at me.

“There’s nothing we can do now.” Christen said as I nodded my head. I avoided all the Portland players not really in the mood to deal with them. They are my friends and I love them, but I get irritated at the bad calls and somewhat favoritism that they get shown.

“You’re really upset about this.” Alex said to me as we laid in bed that night.

“I shouldn’t be, but I am.” I mumbled as she nodded her head.

“You never really seemed to like Portland.”

“I love everyone there. I think they are a great organization, but there’s just something that I can’t stand…”

“I get it.” I turned towards her pulling her closer to me.

“I’ll be fine tomorrow.” I said as she nodded her head. We went to sleep not long after that.

The next day I had to do a little bit of recovery. At one point, I was alone with Christen so I decided to have that conversation that I have been putting off just a bit.

“Can I talk to you?” she looked at me and nodded her head.

“What’s up?”

“I know you say it’s fine…but I still feel like it’s not…you know with the whole Barcelona thing.” She let out a sigh and looked down as we sat there in silence for a minute.

“I’m not mad anymore and I have forgiven you, but I see all the stuff you are doing. Looking for a place to stay in LA and doing media for them and I just…get sad. I wanted that you know…”

“You can still have it…” I said as she looked at me.

“How do you figure?”

“Well, I didn’t renew my contract with Utah which is how I am able to leave. So, you can still ask for a trade. I’ve talked to some of the staff with Barcelona and they are interested in having you play for the team. Also, with there being a new team being brought to the league. There will be an expansion draft. You could always ask Utah to leave you unprotected so that Barcelona can select you.”

“You sound like you’ve put a lot of thought into this.” She said with a slight smile.

“I have. There are ways for you to get there. I’ve told them I think they should go after you with every resource because you are a phenomenal player and we would be lucky to have you.” She gave me a small smile.

“If I didn’t know you were completely head over heels for Alex, I would definitely think you were in love with me.” I let out a laugh at her statement as her smile grew.

“You wish. You could only dream of being with me.” She made a disgusted face as I mocked offense.

“No, I’ll leave that to Alex.” She said as I shook my head. “You lucked out with her.”

“I did, didn’t I? Loving Her has really changed my life…” She nodded her head at my statement. I went to say something else when the door opened and in walked one Tobin Heath. She gave me a small smile walking towards us as I smiled at Christen. “I think you ended up pretty lucky too.”

“I did.” She said as I stood deciding to leave them alone. I smiled at Tobin who gave me an awkward wave as I passed by her.

I exited the room and finished up all my recovery before heading home. I found Alex laying on the couch. She gave me a small smile as I walked towards her and laid on the couch with her. She ran her fingers through my hair for a bit before I drifted to sleep.

When I woke up, I was alone on the couch and she was moving around the kitchen. I stood up and walked over to see take out on the counter.

“I didn’t want to cook, and I didn’t think you did either.”

“No, I didn’t.” I said grabbing some plates for us. We ate our dinner and watched some movies before falling into bed.

“You know…if someone would have told me this where I would be in life at the beginning of the year…I would have thought they were crazy.”

“I know…it feels insane to think about.” Alex responded giving me a soft smile.

“I wouldn’t change any of this for the world though…I love you Alex Morgan.” I gave her a small kiss as she smiled softly at me.

“I love you too (Y/N) Morgan…” I shook my head giving her another kiss before we drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms. Yeah. I wouldn’t change this for anything.

The End.

[shutthefuckuppaul]

Grace’s ranking of Black Friday songs that no one asked for! Pt. 2

9. Take Me Back

Pros: The vocals in this song are very impressive and the lyrics are written in a way that really shows the comfort level between the two characters, it's really well written.

Cons: I don’t care for Becky and Tom that much so this song doesn’t mean a lot to me but it definitely makes the characters be more likable. 

8. Wiggly Jingle

Pros: The foreshadowing in this part is highly impressive and it is such a good star to the show and it sounds so much like a commercial you would find on tv. 

Cons: The music isn’t really interesting except for the “Do the wiggle” part, 

7. Made in America 

Pros: All the lyrics are so good and Joeys voice shines in this song. The improvement is his vocals over the years is honestly inspiring. The backing vocals here are also very satisfying. And Kim didn’t have to go so hard with the soprano range but thank god she did. 

Cons: Similar to What Tim Wants I feel like the pacing here is kinda off, like Joey is trying to fit the lyrics in such a short amount of song. Plus there is a lot of dialogue pauses with Wiggles speech and John showing up so. 

6. Black Friday

Pros: The lyrics in this song are so good, like the rawness in some of them are so beautiful. I fully cried when I heard this song for the first time. 

Cons: The backing music here is kinda boring but I feel like that was because the lyrics are so much more important which is why I still have it really high on my list. 

5. CaliforM.I.A.

Pros: This song just fits the character so well, it makes Lex and Ethan such likable characters in such a short amount of time. It tells you so much about them without feeling like it’s just exposition and the environment it creates is so warming and nice. Plus the guitar in this songs fucking slaps ok. 

Cons: The Top 5 songs don’t have cons, welcome to Grace just talks about how much she loves these songs!

4. Our Doors Are Open

Pros: Starkid said “Fuck Capatilism” and we love them for that. Also has a great amount of foreshadowing. The music and backing vocals are so pretty and the harmonies are cool. And Corey Dorris fucking slaps okay, give him  more solos he shows up every single time. 

3. Wiggle

Pros: This song is so iconic, like give the person who decided there should be moans a raise okay. Lauren does so good with this song, like she really owns it. And the backing vocals are so tight it's crazy. The band at the “Jam” part goes so hard, I can’t even describe it but it's just so good. 

2. Feast or Famine

Pros: This is like the IT moment of act one, maybe even the whole show. The music mixed with the visual, thank you Mr. Tolbert, is so effective and freaky. It’s something completely new for Starkid and I’m so happy that they are going hard with it. I feel like TGWDLM was dipping their toes in the water and Black Friday, specifically this song, is them cannon balling into the deep end. 

1. What If Tomorrow Comes

Pros: This is such a beautiful song, and again the visual’s are so pretty. In the digital ticket I could see all the choreography and I wish they had done a wide shot in the youtube so it could all be shown cause I found that it was really effective with the song. It provides such an unsatisfying ending to the play that builds just the right amount of suspense for future projects. The harmonies in this song are so satisfying to hear and the layering of lyris is clever and used enough to be pretty but not to the point where it becomes distracting or hard to follow. Kendall really shines in this song and Starkid was so lucky to find such a talented person to play this part. I also really liked that this was the first time we hear Hannah/Kendall sing because it adds even more suspense to the song and the situation they are in. It’s just such a good song and I feel like it ends the musical in such a good way. 

Please share your opinions, I wanna hear if people agree or why they disagree. I love talking about music and the things that make it interesting. 

[twdmusicboxmystery]

Carol’s Circular Arc and How it Points to Beth’s Imminent Return

Okay, let’s talk about how Carol’s arc fits into all of this. Because she does, and in a big way. We’ve seen Beth/Carol parallels for years and known they were significant. They’re finally starting to come together for us in a way that makes tons of sense. (Yes, I’m aware that I say that sort of thing a lot, but when I say it, it IS generally true. ;D)

Okay, so I’m going to talk about how we’re seeing a replay of Carol’s S4/S5 mentality right now, and also the Tom Sawyer theme, and how all of that points to Beth’s imminent return.

So right now, Carol’s mentality is a combination of what it was during 4a and 5a. 4a because she’s being homicidal, immoral, and taking things into her own hands in a way that’s hurtful to other people. Just as she did when she decided to kill Karen and David in order to protect people at the prison.

Of course, at that point, she hadn’t recently lost any children. Not since Sophia. In 5a, she still had that mentality, but she had also lost Lizzie and Mika and was dealing with immense guilt over that situation. Now, in S10, we’re seeing a combination of the two. She’s got that same mentality, and she’s dealing with the loss of Henry. Basically, she’s more messed up than she’s ever been.

In terms of parallels to S5, I’ve already said I saw similarities between this episode and Consumed. That comes mostly from her and Daryl’s interaction and the mood of the episode. In both episodes, Carol is being dark and broody and Daryl can tell she’s in pain. He wants and tries to help, but she’s not terribly receptive to him.

So there’s some evidence that this season can be paralleled to S5. (And I’ve already talked about how I think Carol and Daryl will leave together to go find Connie at some point, which would equate to them going to search for Beth in S5.)

But there’s more, Grasshopper. Much more.

Let’s return to the scene I talked about the other day from 5x07, when Beth went into Edwards’ office and we had the 10:40 clock in the background. Remember how I said that Beth went into Edwards’ office to ask him what medicine was necessary to save Carol. That line really rang in my head when I thought it.

What medicine is necessary to save Carol.

Interesting. Because there’s a lot going on with Carol at the moment in the show. You might even say she’s sick or injured. Not physically, but emotionally/psychologically. She’s certainly not in a super healthy positive place, right?

So we have two things that play into this in my mind:

The first is Carol crying and feeling super guilty after the explosion happens. When Daryl tries to walk away, she begs him to tell her that it’s all her fault, saying, “you cared about her, and she’s GONE, and it’s all my fault.” So it sounds like Carol’s guilt is less about herself or even about Connie (though they’ve shown us that she and Connie are friends) than it is about another woman Daryl cares about is gone from his life. And this time it’s very much her fault.

In Carol’s mind, she has to be equating this to him losing Beth. Probably yet another reason they had that convo early on where she encouraged him to pursue Connie.

What does that equate to? It’s hard to say, but I don’t think Carol had a lot of guilt about Beth being shot. From what we saw in Coda, it’s not terribly logical to say it was Carol’s fault in any way. However, there ARE those missing 17 days. And Father Gabriel yelled at Sasha about how the group had “sacrificed one of their own.” Plus he turned them in to Deanna, telling her they were evil and equating them with Satan. So it’s possible Carol has some guilt over SOMEthing that happened with Beth, but we don’t know/haven’t seen what it is, yet.

@frangipanilove​ has a whole theory—which I’m sure she’ll post eventually—about Rick and Carol lying to Daryl about something to do with Beth, and she has some good evidence for it.

Another aspect to point out. We have a precedent for Carol talking about one thing but meaning another, especially when it comes to her own guilt. I’ve pointed this out before in regards to The Grove. When talking about Lizzie, she says things like, “She’s too dangerous to be around other people. I should have seen it.” And while she IS referring to Lizzie as far as Tyrese is concerned, the fact that she keeps trying to leave the group after that shows she’s also referring to herself. She’s decided that she’s too toxic to be around other people, especially children, because they always die around her.

So the theory has been put forth that when Carol is begging Daryl to tell her it’s her fault, she’s talking about this incident in the mine with Connie, but she may also be referring to something having to do with Beth. Her guilt is SO strong here because this isn’t the first time something like this has happened.

The second thing that plays into this has to do with the dynamite and how it explodes.

When Daryl asks Carol to abandon her plan come back with him, she reaches for the dynamite, and drops it. Whether she meant it to or not, it sort of went off by accident. I want to connect that “accident” to something in S5: Carol being hit by the car.

That may sound random, but think of it this way. Carol wasn’t being overly-vigilant and she was hit by the car and taken to Grady. By being there, she automatically gave Dawn a second (third, if you count Noah) victim to leverage against Rick. If it had only been Beth they were trading for the two officers would have been enough to offset her and Noah leaving, and Beth may not have been shot. So I’m really not criticizing Carol for being hit by the car (not her fault) but it did lead to Beth’s “death” and death fake out, due to carelessness.

A lot like her dynamite stunt led to Connie’s. (Though admittedly, she was much ore to blame this time.)

Now back to the clock scene where Beth needs to know what medicine to use to save Carol.

We (both TD and the GA) have talked a lot in the past about the unreality of Carol’s miraculous recovery at Grady, when she apparently had internal injuries. I’ve always believed that this wasn’t so much the writers screwing something medical up as it was done on purpose for symbolic reasons. I mean, think of what the emotional equivalent of “internal injuries” would be.

So, Beth saved Carol by bringing her medicine that healed her internal injuries. Now Carol will feel immense guilt about Connie. And especially if we’re right that Connie “disappears” (Carol does use the phrase “gone”) and is presumed dead, then we have a parallel to Beth. And how would we heal Carol from this particular guilt? Well, the most obvious way is to find Connie, so that Daryl’s friend isn’t dead yet again and he’s not alone. (Remember, Carol believes he has romantic feelings for Connie, even though he told her he didn’t.) And obviously, by extension, bringing Beth back to Daryl would go a long way toward assuaging Carol’s guilt.

But Beth’s return might also lead to some other form of healing for Carol. Such as killing Alpha, which might help her move on as well. And because of Connie bringing Dog back to Daryl in 10x01, I still strongly believe she’ll bring Beth back to him, which means by definition they’ll return together.

Meanwhile, we have that 10:40 (which I now thing points to episode 10x10 clock in 5x07). So if you follow this through in a literal way, Beth learned what medicine would heal Carol in that episode. Perhaps in 10x10, we’ll learn what Carol needs to be healed as well. As I’ve already suggested, it might be a matter of them finding out where Connie and Magna are in that episode.

Now let’s look at the Tom Sawyer template. I’ve done posts about this before, years ago, but if you go back and read them (X, X) they’re very tentative, and from 2016 no less. That’s because I really didn’t feel like I’d nailed down exactly what this is all about.

A recap: in 4x14, The Grove, Carol and the girls discuss that they’d been reading Tom Sawyer at the prison. They say that Carol is like the Widow Douglas. Then in Consumed (see why I’m including this here) we see her with a copy of Tom Sawyer in her bag. Now, that episode is very much about her dealing with Lizzie and Mika, so it makes sense, but it’s also a repeated symbol around Carol.

It hasn’t been mentioned—that we’ve noticed—since then, but @wdway​ remembered something about the story.

Full Disclosure: I’m much more familiar with Huck Finn than with Tom Sawyer, so I probably would never have made this connection. It’s all @wdway. But I’ll mention Huck Finn (as a character) here as well.

So @wdway remembered that in Tom Sawyer, Tom and his sort of girlfriend Beck get lost in a maze-like series of caves at one point. They’re actually presumed dead for a time. They do eventually find their way out and are *not* dead after all.

Given both the death fake out involved and that this symbol has been used around Carol multiple times, and she’s the one who caused Connie and Magna to become trapped…well, that’s quite a coincidence.

All those who believe in TWD coincidences, say I!

*crickets chirping*

Yeah, me neither. But there’s more.

Tom and Becky were in the cave for 3 days. Tom made marks as they tried to get out so they could find their way back. (Think the arrow Jerry found that the Whisperers made.) Tom and Becky are not only hungry but they're also thirsty (also true of our TWD characters). They find a small pool of water and so Tom leaves Becky to rest and goes on to explore a little more. Tom comes across Indian Joe hiding his treasure with a mark of the cross on the wall in order to find it later. Injun Joe is a very interesting character because he neither hears nor speak. (Connie, anyone?) Tom finally sees a bit of daylight down one of the tunnels goes back for Becky and then they claw their way out, meanwhile the townspeople had given them up for dead and so there was a lot of rejoicing when they realized they were alive.

Also, @frangipanilove​ did some research on Mark Twain:

“What I found when I did my research, and remember we don’t have the same relationship with the author over here as you guys do, but apparently Mark Twain was one of many pseudonyms used by that author, and apparently it comes from measuring the depths of the rivers, so as to know when it’s safe for the riverboats to go there. Mark Twain means mark numbers two:

"Mark Twain" (meaning "Mark number two") was a Mississippi River term: the second mark on the line that measured depth signified two fathoms, or twelve feet—safe depth for the steamboat. In 1857, at the age of twenty-one, he became a "cub" steamboat pilot. It was something I thought was interesting because of the 22 necklace, or the 2x2/2x10/10x2/10x10 symbolism we’ve talked about. But other than it being another “2” reference I couldn’t really find any huge smoking gun.”

So the fact that the writers used this as a template ties into her 22 theories, and is also connected with water and boats.

So we have Carol’s arc, her mentality, and even the Tom Sawyer symbol coming back around here. And in both cases, a death fake out, with Connie’s mirroring Beth’s. 

See why this is interesting? In the story, Injun Joe actually ends up dying in the caves. So it will be interesting to see how this plays out. But having this symbol, which involves caves, in S4 and S5 kind of proves that they had this season (10) and Carol’s role in it planned back then. And I know I’m a broken record on this, but if they had THAT planned back then, it sort of proves a lot of things about Beth, does it?

I want to add one more thing that isn’t particularly TD in nature, but it speaks to the Tom Sawyer symbol and Carol and Daryl’s relationship.

When we first heard Carol called the Widow Douglass, it was either Lizzie or Mika that said it. And Carol responded, “Yeah, I’m just like the Widow Douglas.” It was a somewhat sarcastic remark, and understandably. The Widow Douglas really was a kind old granny lady. And we all know Carol has a flawed, badass, often downright homicidal streak that makes her very UN-like the Widow Douglas. But Lizzie’s point (or Mika’s; can’t remember) is that Carol adopted them, just like the Widow adopted Huck Finn.

And that IS one way to see Carol’s arc. She adopts children. She often loses them tragically, but she’s adopted new kids again and again.

But let’s look at Huck Finn from the story. Who is REALLY Huck Finn in TWD world?

Huck Finn (do NOT transpose the first letters of his names ;D) was a wild child. He liked to live on his own in the woods. He knew how to survive. He had a heart of gold, even befriending Jim, which was taboo back then because Jim was a slave and it was still a very racist society. But Huck didn’t care about that. Jim was his best friend and he was loyal to him. And while Huck was kind to the Widow Douglas and often accepted her hospitality, he didn’t want to live with her long term. He didn’t want to be civilized. He’d rather be a wild child and live in the woods.

So, who is Huck Finn really?

It’s Daryl.

So, it’s interesting to me that we saw the Tom Sawyer book in Consumed because they definitely did some establishing of Daryl and Carol’s mother/son relationship in that episode (“Used to be a boy; now you’re a man.”). Carol kind of adopted Daryl, especially after Sophia. So that’s part of the Tom Sawyer template as well. Again, not a very TD thing. Just something I was thinking about.

Or is it? @wdway pointed out some things that actually might make Daryl being Huck Finn a TD thing.

Like Daryl, HF’s father was abusive and used to beat him as a kid (so, a tie in to Daryl’s scars). In the book The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, HF and Jim spend a lot of time on a river raft. It’s a huge symbol and part of the story. And remember that in S9, when Carol and Henry went to find Daryl, he was living on a raft. (So, a water/boat reference.)

She also pointed out that if Daryl is Huck Finn, who is Tom Sawyer? Probably Rick. Tom Sawyer was the more civilized/less wild of the two, and they were BFFs. In the book, Tom got lost in the caves and was presumed dead. Now, obviously that isn’t true of Rick, but he is presumed dead right now. And it occurs to me that Connie might be a stand in for Rick. If her death fake out leads to Beth, well, we think Rick and Beth are in the same place. So it leads to Rick in a roundabout, 6-degrees-of-Rickyl sort of way.

So again, all of this just points to Beth’s imminent return. The circular arcs (wheel) coming back around again. And we think they’ll bring Beth with them.

[wolfpawn]

I Hate You, I Love You, Chapter 74

Chapter Summary - Tom and Danielle enjoy each other for the first time since Tom's return from LA

Previous Chapter

Rating - Mature (some chapters contain smut)

Triggers - references to Tom Hiddleston’s work with the #MeToo Movement. That chapter will be tagged accordingly.

authors Note - I have been working on this for the last 3 years, it is currently 180+ chapters long.  This will be updated daily, so long as I can get time to do so, obviously

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Danielle sighed contently as she turned the page of her book, the weather was not great, as was the usual in both Britain and Ireland for the time of year, but the conservatory was warm and the hotel saw fit to treat her to some tea. Checking her phone, she smiled, Tom would be finished soon and she hoped he actually relaxed somewhat. As though on queue, she felt strong hands come to her shoulders and the smells of a spa invade her nose. "Did you enjoy your…bath, thingy?"

Tom chuckled before he squeezed on her shoulders slightly, "I did, you changed." He noted her different clothes.

"I got a shower, changed and came down, I am ready for dinner when you are."

"Give me thirty minutes."

"I'll be here, waiting."

He went to lean in and kiss her, but Danielle became uneasy. "We're alone."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes," he promised, she leant up to kiss him as a response, "Semi-public shows of affection, I am whittling you down slowly, Ms Hughes."

"I'll get there."

"Well, I will take you as you are, whatever that entails, I am going to get ready, you look beautiful by the way."

"Just something I threw in the bag."

Tom brought her hand to his lips and pressed them to her knuckles gently. "It's beautiful," he repeated before smiling and leaving.

An hour later, they were in the restaurant, their dinners half eaten and talking about juggling their plans for the next few weeks. "So fashion shows in Italy? Very fancy."

"They are incredibly boring, people walking around in clothes no one would ever dream of actually buying and wearing in the street for the most part." Tom groaned.

"True, but Milan, free suits and nice food, nothing bad about that."

"Can I convince you to come with me?"

"Not when I have to go home, no. I have to go to my grandmother's ten-year anniversary mass."

"Oh."

"Yeah, so while you are living it up in Italy, I will be having my annoying aunt badger me on how terrible it is I went to England and didn't find a good West of Ireland man for myself."

"Are you going to tell her about us?"

"I'll tell her I have a half and half Scot-English boyfriend, that'll be where the Irish guy comments come in."

"Is she that concerned? Or is it because I am British?"

"I have a cousin that was going out with a Polish girl, it nearly gave her heart failure. It's nothing against Brits, just her being a less than pleasant individual as a whole."

"You wouldn't have come to Milan anyway, would you?"

Danielle shook her head, "Not my scene, so no." she bit the inside of her cheek. "Sorry."

Tom took her hand in his, "Never apologise for your likes and dislikes, darling." He looked at your plate, not empty per se, but close to it. "Are you done?"

"Yes, I am. You?"

"Yes," Tom took out his wallet.

"What are you doing? The dinner is included in the room." Tom stared at Danielle. "You hardly thought this was a half-arsed job."

"Elle, you shouldn't have…"

"But I did. So get over it and enjoy."

Tom placed a ten-pound note on the table for the waitress and the pair got up. "Thank you." He smiled as they left the dining room. "I cannot wait to get some sleep."

"Tired?"

"I never felt so exhausted for no reason."

"Well tomorrow you'll get a massage to help get the rest of the kinks out and you will be right as rain before we leave the day after." Danielle smiled as he opened the room with the key card.

"I was talking to the girls in the spa."

"I am sure they were glad to be talking to you." Danielle smiled. "And did they say anything interesting?"

"Yes."

"Well?"

"They mentioned that there is a treatment here that is perfect, cleansing, relaxing, nearly two hours of non-stop pampering."

"Ooh, sounds nice, you won't be able for anything after that, just relaxing reading a book," Danielle noted the small white envelope in his hand that usually held appointment cards in them.

"I am going for it."

"You should."

"On one condition," Danielle looked at him curiously before he extended his hand with the envelope, "I will go if you do."

"What?"

"I insist on you joining me in the spa tomorrow."

"I'm not sure…"

"I am, tomorrow, you and I will be side by side being pampered, because, with everything, you deserve to be spoiled too. You keep on top of everything, you are a rock for me and amazing, you deserve it." Tom kissed her gently. "I am sorry I have been so down recently."

"You had something eating at you, it happens."

"I haven't once shown you how much I love you since I came back from America."

"Yes you have, you have told me it, you have held me close, kissed me. The world isn't about sex, it is fun, but it not what I need here."

Tom kissed her again, more passionately this time. "But if I was to ask your feelings on the subject at this present moment?" There was a hint of lust in his voice.

"I would tell you to back away," Tom pulled back swiftly, startled at her saying such a thing, but his anxiousness settled somewhat at the smile on her face. Gently, she pushed him back and forced him to the end of the bed, continuing to push until he sat on it, then straddled his hips, leaning down to kiss him again. "I was thinking…" she stated before kissing him again.

"Hmm?" when she did not answer after a moment, Tom growled and reached up to begin unbuttoning her blouse.

"I should warn you…"

Tom stopped his movements when he felt the material of her bra, pulling back slightly, he noticed the deep blue material she had on her breasts, looking at her for a moment only to see her smiling more, he undid the next two buttons and pulled the blouse out of the way, his eyes widening as he did so. "This is new."

"A gift."

"The one from Christmas?"

"Nope, I was given it by someone."

Tom frowned. "By who?"

"Nacelle, she and Becky got it for me as a thank you for the work I got her on New Year's Eve," Danielle explained.

"And her thoughts were to get you underwear?"

"Well, Nacelle is crass at the best of times, and her attitude was that if she got me this, you would…"

"Wait, what?" Tom chuckled.

"Apparently the point of this is to entice you to get me to enjoy my present."

Tom chuckled again, "Oh, I think I can do that." In one movement, he grabbed her and turned them around so that Danielle was under him as he removed her pants as well. "Did you wear these on purpose?"

"Maybe…" Danielle grinned.

"Did you plan to seduce me, Ms Hughes?"

"There was no real planning involved, I thought to simply wear it and maybe you catch a glimpse and let me know if you were interested."

Tom bit his lip at that before leaning down slightly, rubbing his clothed crotch to her, "Does this answer the 'interested' question?"

"Maybe." She half sang before he chuckled and kissed her again, using one hand to lean above her without falling on her while the other opened the button of her jeans. For her part, Danielle was untying the buttons of his shirt, sighing as he gave her hip a tap to get her to raise her ass to get off her clothes. He fell to the side and lay back as she undid the button and then the zip of his pants, before getting him to raise his hips, his erection springing free as soon as she pulled the pants down. Biting her bottom lip for a moment, she leant down and looked at it hungrily for a moment before taking the tip into her mouth and slowly taking more and more into her mouth.

Tom moaned gutturally as she toyed with him, her movements slow and calculated, her tongue ensuring it flicked over the head and slit every time she made her way up his length again. "Fuck Elle, I love your mouth," He declared as his hand went to the back of Danielle's head, encouraging her to continue what she was doing, though begging her at the same time to increase her speed. But Danielle did not alter any of her actions, instead slowly continuing to tease and taunt him with her actions. After a fortnight of no sexual contact, Tom felt himself get slowly closer to the edge as Danielle did everything in her power to stop him from getting too close. "You are a fucking tease." Danielle smiled proudly as she looked up at him as best she could, her lips still sinfully pursed around the tip as she did so. "You are such a little minx behind those 'butter wouldn't melt' eyes." He growled before pulled her off him and getting her to straddle his hips, her breasts, still confined in the expensive lingerie, were in front of his face. "I need you to give me Nacelle's address, she deserves a 'thank you' bouquet."

Danielle smiled, "Definitely, but I can make it look better."

"I need to see how you can do that, immediately." Still grinning, Danielle pulled the material down enough to allow her breasts to come more and more into view, her gaze on Tom as she did so. Tom, for his part, was staring expectantly. "Yes," He nodded enthusiastically. "That is actually far better." as soon as the pink of her nipples came into view, Tom lunged forward and attacked one with gusto, his lips sealing around it as his tongue flicked and circled it into a pert bud, the other bring pinched and teased gently by his hand, after a few moments, he changed sides. "I love your breasts."

"I had gathered," Danielle gasped as she finished her sentence, the sensations of his actions causing her to feel more and more pleasure, her hips slowly rubbing against him, the silk of her underwear, slightly damped from her own arousal, rubbing against his length. "Tom."

As much as Tom wanted to simply tear the underwear off her, he had to force himself to slide the panties off and toss them to the side, causing Danielle to get off him in the process. Using that to his advantage, he leant over her and began to kiss her again, her legs wrapping around his waist. "As much as I love you on me, your beautiful tits in my face, I want to fuck you into the mattress right now."

"Naughty boy," Tom's eyes darkened slightly before he kissed her again. "If you go on about delayed gratification right now I will kill you."

Tom chuckled as a result, "We should…" He saw the challenging look in her eyes. "But I want you."

"What a coincidence," Danielle positioned him to her entrance. "I feel the same…way!" Tom pushed into her as she spoke, knocking some of the air from her chest as she tried to get used to being filled once more. "Oh fuck!"

"Naughty mouth."

"Scold me later," She kissed him passionately, "Right now I need you to move."

“It will quite literally be my pleasure.” Tom grinned, slowly starting a pace, his movements somewhat controlled by Danielle's heels remained against his ass. He gently leant his forehead against hers, occasionally attacking her lips as he continued to increase his pace, her breath catching every time he struck those nerves within her head on, driving them both closer and closer to their release, while their moans filled the room. Feeling his legs shudder from his muscles working hard and the incredible sensation that was starting to fill him, Tom focused on getting one of Danielle's legs, then the other onto his shoulders, allowing himself to go deeper into her. He was unsure how she would react for a moment, but when her body gripped him tighter and her moans became more frequent and higher pitched, he knew it was as incredible for her as it was for him, and hastened his pace to allow them peak.

Danielle bit her lips together, barely able to register that they were in a hotel, there were other patrons in the rooms surrounding them, they last thing they needed was a complaint to management, if it got out, she was sure Luke would be irked and herself and Tom would have to listen to the jokes and embarrassing comments from friends and family. The feeling of him so deep in her caused her to quickly come to her peak, her body unable to stave off her orgasm as Tom continued to rub every part of her that felt good simultaneously. With no way to dig her heels into him, and with her thighs meaning her arms could not reach around his neck properly, she was forced to dig her nails into the pillow and bite it to force herself to stay quiet as her orgasm washed over her.

A moment later, her channel still spasming around him, Tom followed, groaning deeply as he felt himself coming. "Fuck."

"Naughty mouth," Danielle scolded lightly as she continued to work to get her breath back.

"Cheeky," Tom gently pulled back, allowing himself slip out of her and then place her legs back on the bed.

"That was new."

"Sorry, I couldn't control myself, does anything hurt?"

"My legs haven't been put like that before," She smiled. "That was fun."

"Wait, you never…?" Danielle shook her head. Tom's chest puffed out slightly. "So that was the first time you did that?"

"Why are you so shocked, I am not exactly them most experienced girl out there and since I was in my early twenties before, it's not like experimenting with positions was a big part of things." she giggled. "You are so proud of yourself."

"You were biting a pillow because I made you feel so good you wanted to scream, damn right I am proud of myself." Tom walked to the bathroom.

"Dork."

"I heard that." Danielle smiled as she began to feel sleep to take over, shimmying under the covers, she sighed contently as Tom turned off all but the bedside lamp and climbed into the bed next to her, pulling her in close to him. "Sweet dreams, darling."

[queenofthearchitect]

You did what?

This was requested by: @biforrollynch

Request: Hiiiiii idk if youd be comfortable with this request but could i have a seth/Oc fic where the girl has relapsed and harmed herself after a couple years being clean and she doesnt wanna tell seth but he notices and she thinks seth is gonna leave her for it and she hates herself until seth makes her see shes everything? ofc he doesnt leave her and he helps her through it and tells her how important she is to him and how much he loves her??

Warnings: cussing, self harm, angst, fluff

Trigger warning: despression, and self harming. Self harming and something everyone deals with some point in their life and if you are dealing with it please talk I love you guys.

Tag list. @theworldofotps @writtingrose @new-zealand-chic @sassyspacedust @wolfiegal98 @haharollins @the-beastslayers-queen

Please enjoy 🦖

Seth was gone on again, I felt alone even though he was a phone call away it just wasn’t the same. I was downstairs elbowdeep in dishwater when my phone dinged, I walked over to it and it was from WWE and I clicked it and my stomach dropped Seth and his coworker Becky Lynch were smiling together and a little to close if you ask me. I put my phone down and tried to calm myself, I continued washing dishes when I got pulled from my thoughts. I grabbed my phone again and I saw it was from Twitter this time I opened it, I saw the same picture from the WWE of Seth and Becky.

I read some of the comments, Seth had always told me not to because of it the jealous fans but I always did and this time I knew he was right. I took about 10 minutes to read some of the comments when I had enough I threw my phone and I went upstairs, i wiped the tears from my eyes. I grabbed my razor blade and I slid the blade across my hip, I felt the anxiety leave my body but it was filled with another emotion that was regret. I knew cutting myself was not only hurting me but it was hurting Seth and I’s relationship.

After I cute myself the first time, I kept thinking what would happen if Seth saw and what if he left me? I can’t loose him. I walked to the mirror pulled the top of my shorts down and I slid the blade slowly across my skin at first but then I moved quickly while I put five more lines down my hip. A few hours Seth had came home, and my stomach dropped I stared at my now new cuts and I quickly cleaned the blood and I put on some shorts, when he came into the bedroom, he smiled at me and kissed my head. “Hey beautiful did you miss me? I’ve missed you.” I nodded and I kissed his lips.

He pulled away from the kiss and raised an eyebrow. “Okay Olivia what’s going on?” I looked up and him and forced a fake smile “nothing babe I’m fine.” He pursed his lips together and looked into my eyes. “Olivia have you been crying?” I got out of his grasp and I moved away from him. “I said I’m fine Seth okay.” I sighed and I walked out the bed room. I was fighting back tears, for the first time in a long time I felt ugly and it was my fault.

I was cooking downstairs for Seth, I reached for a bowl on the top self little did I know Seth was walking into the kitchen at the time. “Olivia what is that?” I grabbed the bowl and got off my tippy toes, I turned and looked at him. “What’s, what baby?” *i looked at him and smiled while he his hands rested right above my ass. “These Olivia.” He raises my shirt some and pulled my shorts down a little bit. “That Olivia, why did you do that?” My smile dropped a little bit more and more while he waited for my response.

“It’s not important Seth it’s not a big deal, I don’t want to make something out of nothing.” I slipped out of his arms and continued to make dinner. “It’s not important my ass, also it may not be a big deal to you but it is to me.” I sighed and I continued to toss the salad I was currently making. “Seth look I love you and I would love to talk to you but I don’t think you would understand.” He let out a scoff and crossed his muscular arms. “Olivia I can you just have to let me in, you’ve shut everyone out and won’t let anyone in.”

I looked at me and I let out a laugh. “Yeah and when I shut everyone out you were the first to leave.” Before I could even take a breath he started talking. “Olivia that’s not fair and you know it, I told you why I left.” I rolled my eyes while I kept tossing the salad. “Yeah and I’m sure you went straight to her when you did.” I turned around and crossed my arms while leaning against the countertop looking at him. “Her? Who’s her Olivia cause I didn’t ever cheat on you.” I pushed some hair behind my ear and I was trying to keep calm but I couldn’t any longer.

“Becky, becky is the her, I seen the picture of you and her together WWE made a post and it soon got to me by some fans and a few of our coworkers, you guys looked happy together.” He put his arms down and walked over and wrapped his arms around me. “S-So what your saying is you did this over me?” I looked up at him and then laid against his chest. “No Seth I didn’t do it over you, I did it because the comments that were made and what our coworkers implied.”

I scoffed and I shoftedbme weight on my other side. “Seth you don’t get it, I don’t like her all up on you.” “Olivia your jealous really? I haven’t given you a reason to doubt me at all who cares what others say.” I looked at him and shook my head and I walked towards the door with Seth hot on my heels. I went to our bed room and I grabbed my car keys and put on some shoes, Seth kept calling my name and kept asking where I was going but I didn’t answer him. I wasn’t going to let him see me cry.

I drove and sat in the Waffle House parking lot and my phone kept going off, I had ten miss calls from Seth and at least fifteen text messages from him. I was going to givebin to him like I always did if he didn’t anything from my point of view then there was no more use of arguing, I was tired of it all I don’t know what to do anymore. I was pulled from my thoughts when my phone started going off and I looked at it and I saw the caller ID and answered it. “hello?” I waited before my best friend Renee finally spoke. “Hey girly Seth called dean and he told me to call you so thats why I’m calling not that I don’t love you.”

I smiled at her words and I start playing with my hair while I explained to her what happened, I got myself up all worked up again. I started crying but Renee told me not to, she gave me great advice to just cool off then just go back home cause apparently Seth was worrying himself sick. I rolled my eyes and hung up my phone. I turned my car back on I start to drive home, I saw a Starbucks and I pulled into it he could wait a little bit longer. Starbucks always seemed to help calm me down I don’t know if it was the smell of coffee or just drinking it.

After I got my White chocolate mocha with whip cream from Starbucks I got in my car and I head back home, when I arrived home I felt anxious. I got out of my car with my Starbucks in hand, I decided to just ignore him until I drank my drink cause I’m emotionally drained. I didn’t want to argue anymore but I’m not about to get talked to like I was a child. I twisted the doorknob and I walked inside, I put my keys on the key ring and stopped in my tracks when I seen dinner was done with a little note I picked it up and quickly read it.

Olivia.

When ever you want to talk I’m upstairs in the bed room, I’ve already eaten so don’t worry about me you eat and I’ll clean up okay by the way the chicken was great and so was the salad. I love you!

~ your boyfriend Seth

I just say the note down and I continued to sip on my mocha, I made a plate and started eating. After I was finished I started putting the food away and I started doing dishes, Seth came downstairs and looked at me “hey babe I know your probably still upset but I just worry about you and I love you and if anything ever happened to you.” I sipped on my coffee and continued doing dishes. “Olivia I don’t think I did anything to deserved the silent treatment.” I looked at him and put the dishes on the dishstrainer. “Seth I know you care but your not my dad okay, I love the fact that you care but you don’t see anything from my view.”

He sighed and held me closer letting his body warmth wrap around me, taking his scent in making me calm down some. “Babe I know what you mean I just wanted to let you know I’m only in love with you and no one will ever pull us apart.” I looked up at him, I pulled him down and our lips connected. When we pulled away both of us breathing heavily. “Seth I know I just so scared you are going to leave eme for some one else, that’s why I hid the cuts from you and I didn’t intend on you to find them cause I’m always scared your going to leave me.”

He smiled softly at me and left a small little peck on my lips, he pull me to the couch with him. “Olivia I would never leave you, I’m always going to love you through anything, I’m not going to let one little slip up chase me away and not love you because I do Olivia and I plan on making you my wife one day.” I smiled at him and snuggled into him. “Promise?” He smiled softly and started rubbing my shoulder. “I promise Olivia I won’t ever let anything come between us but you got to start talking to me about things instead of cutting okay babe.” I nodded my head and I kissed his neck and down his shoulder and shown his arm.

“How did I get so lucky to have you Seth Rollins?” He smiled and kissed my head. “Well if it makes you feel any better baby I haven’t always been this way, it’s taken a lot of growth and me growing up to get to where I am and now that I have you I don’t plan on doing anything to screw that up.” I smiled and sat in his lap and smashed our lips together. “I love you Seth Rollins.” He smiled at me and wrapped his arms around my waist. “I love you Olivia so much, now come on let’s go cuddle.” I nodded and he stood up with my legs wrapped around his waist and while he carried me to our bed room where spent all night making up for our fighting.

A/N: I finally got this done and I loved writing it, I hope you all enjoy it and I love you guys so much for all the support and love y’all give me, life gets in the way but you guys and writing are my get away so I’m so greatful also sorry if this was long I wanted to make this one fic instead of 2. ❤️❤️