#but honestly this is why I LIKE the doctor as a char

[chaos0pikachu]

I very much like the The Sign and all ways it's pushing forward filming in BL (feel the same way about playboyy but in a totally different way) there's just one quibble I have with the show and it's the secondary chars.

Like, ngl was kinda disappointed with Tharn's past life sister (whose name I can not remember) I thought that could've been seeded way better. Having her be more active in the plot instead of showing up a bit out of nowhere. It would've been cool actually to get some Green Snake/White Snake style moments with the two chars in a flashback about them as sisters living their life before Tharn and Phaya fell in love.

Aside from Yai, and a little bit of the captain, the side characters are pretty thin for me. Fun! Don't get me wrong the grandmas and Phaya's sister are really cute - no I do not care about the second couple they're boring and I'd rather have Yai's wife be a member of the team and give him and her second couple status on the show - Namani is a freaking star, I like the Abbott. But their roles are cursory, they serve a plot function or trope - the overly protective grandmother, the caring and sassy sibling, the comedic relief coworkers, the magical exposition sister - and so on.

I think I'm bummed about it b/c the show is so good on other levels that this one thing is like, aw :(

[ilythena]

𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐀𝐓 !

Sum. ᯤ Part 2 to 𝐓𝐎𝐏 𝟐 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝟐. Please read part 1 for context!

Char. ⩩ Nagi Seishiro, Isagi Yoichi, Reo Mikage, Rin Itoshi, Kunigami Rensuke, Bachira Meguru, Chigiri Hyoma, Shidou Ryusei

Tags. ⌯ Shidou flirting with you, Rin ain’t having it, hospital setting, nagi being nagi

Wc. ꩜ 741

Walking into the hospital after hanging up on Rin, you didn’t even need to bring any attention to you as a nurse looked in your direction and her jaw dropped.

She ran to get towels and came back in less than 2 minutes, shouting at her assistant to check you in and look at the other boys with you. You were pulled into an empty hospital room and she removes the towel to look closer at the cut.

You hiss when she accidentally poked your cut and she frowns, “sorry hon’. You’re real young, how’d this happen?” “Was at a party, and got into a fight. She swung her bottle at me and I caught the broken glass.” You say, flinching when she checks your hands to make sure your nerves are working properly.

”soo.. now that she’s checked in… you guys wanna tell me what happened, and why there’s blood on two of the six of you?…” the male nurse says, and nagi and kunigami freeze.

”soo.. now that she’s checked in… you guys wanna tell me what happened, and why there’s blood on two of the six of you?…” the male nurse says, and nagi and kunigami freeze.

”soo.. now that she’s checked in… you guys wanna tell me what happened, and why there’s blood on two of the six of you?…” the male nurse says, and nagi and kunigami freeze.

”soo.. now that she’s checked in… you guys wanna tell me what happened, and why there’s blood on two of the six of you?…” the male nurse says, and nagi and kunigami freeze.

“Our friend got into a fight, she’s fine but her hands are just bleeding really bad.” Isagi says, being the only one to speak out of the boys. The nurse nods and asks a few more questions before leading them to a waiting room.

“Is Rin coming?” Bachira says, and kunigami nods. He never realized how much blood was on him until the nurse pointed it out, it was like he was the one bleeding instead of you. In the room, some stand, some sit, nagi sleeps. “You’re really sleeping at a time like this?” Chigiri says, and reo stares. “Y/n’s strong. She’ll be fine.” Nagi says, and knocks out before chigiri can let out another word. “Unbelievable” chigiri mutters and reo holds back a laugh.

As soon as nagi knocks out, Rin is walking towards the group, cutting off Bachira before he can even breathe to speak. “Can hear the story later, where’s y/n?” He says, and everyone looks at each other in silence. Out of all the questions, they forgot to ask the nurse what room you were in. Rin rolls his eyes and walks to the receptionist.

As you sit there with your hand completely numbed down, waiting with your stitches basically finished, a man walks past your room and stops at your door. He’s not a nurse, or a doctor because he’s in a t-shirt and sweats. He looks you up and down before whistling at you.

“What’s a pretty girl like you doin’ sitting here all alone?” He says, and you glare at him. He puts his hands up in defense and chuckles, “no need to get mean, pretty. Jus’ wanna keep you company. Names shidou” “should be shitdou instead.” You snap back, and the way he smiles makes you want to puke. “You think you’re funny huh? I like a girl with attitude.” He tilts his head and the way he’s looking down at you honestly makes you a bit nervous.

You see Rin walking towards you and he pauses. Immediately knowing who is in that room and he’s fuming. He’s walking towards your room faster now, anger written all over his face. Shidou turns and smirks when he sees who’s coming towards him.

“Ohhh, is this the reason?” He says and Rin has to hold back the urge to punch him in his face. ���The fuck do you mean? Why are you in here?” He grits out. And Shidou laughs “was just talking to the lady, we were having a very good conversation too.” You roll your eyes and rin shoves Shidou out the room, a nurse sees this and runs to de-escalate the situation. Shidou gets taken away and Rin is irritated.

“Can’t have one day without you causing trouble huh?” He says, smiling and you smile back. He kissed you and sits down next to you. The nurse from before returns with papers and signs you out so you can leave, prescribing pain medication for your stitches.

You and Rin walk out and everyone is sitting there waiting. “You okay?” Isagi says and you nod, tired and ready to go home. Rin says goodbye to everyone and takes you home with him—you fast asleep in the passenger.

[impala-dreamer]

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[ppenguinpperson]

woo!! more of them!! im rotating this au around in my mind SO much you don't even know

i'm not sure if i'm happy with the character assignments - katya definetely has changeling vibes, and, sergei sorta fits the haruspex !! but i wasn't at all sure who i was gonna assign to be the bachelor. but, yura sorta fits, plus he's the protag of pafl, and, he Is the prickly prick that will bury us all!!

i was actually thinking sooo much about character assignments i made this lol

i was out of it when making it .. forgive me for my inaccuracies .. if i could redo it, i would, and i Can, but, i dont want to. since ive already assigned them chars.

more about bachelor!yura: he's not a full bachelor in this au, really. he's studying to become one !! like daniil, he's interested in Immortality and all that jazz. part of thanatica, but didn't create it. somewhat of a prodigy, sorta.. he's sent out to town on gorkhon only to interview isidor, nothing more. the plague still happens though, and, even though yura's not a certified doctor, he's better suited for dealing with it than most of the town. he's much more laid back than daniil, also. a bit snarky hehe. he Knows that the plague is dangerous, and that he might die, of all his terrible circumstances. he still tries to make the vaccine. he's not nice by any means, no, but he does try to maintain a 'chill' vibe. he is not always sucessfull.. but, that's life for ya!

haruspex!sergei .. i have not thought about him much yet, to be honest. i was certain i'd make him take the bachelorelors role at one point. i also got the idea of having sergei and yura Both take the bachelor's lore! yura as sergei's understudy, following him around. honestly i do like this idea still, but, i'm gonna be fully honest - i didn't wanna make a design for understudy yura. yea i could have just like, modified sergeis a bit. but i didnt wanna ‼️

haruspex's role also underwent some thinking. at first, i thought that olya fit - she does! she fits well! but also i like sergei's unwillingless to think about his emotions for even one second and i thought that was neat. when i was thinking over bachelor!sergei, i thought that haruspex!dmitry would be neat and also funny. imagine sergei coming to this town to interrogate The Great and Immortal tatiana temnova. but she dies. and then a plague breaks out and his only 'colleagues' are these two kids that fucking hate him. cool dynamics

speaking of dynamics! thats a big part as to why i had a hard time choosing characters for the roles! if i had made olya take on haruspex's role, bachelor!yura wouldnt really work, i think, not to the extent that i'd like it to. bachelor!sergei Could have worked, but i don't think there'd be enough conflict, really.. i think they'd have a much easier time working together than with yura.

i've never doubted katyas role, though. she's perfect. she detests trickery. but if we ourselves are to suffer deception. then our hands are no longer tied. her character is about what you'd expect. she stays silly throughout it all. . i dont actually know That Much about the changeling's route. but i like her:) and i like katya. so. that's what ya get!

[randomthefox]

Flynn's writing gets me cuz it seems he's cynically aware that the drama he writes is bullshit, subconsciously or not

Like I'm going to Archie for this, the Iron Queen saga's goal was strictly

-To introduce a tech mancer (Iron Queen)

Despite the overall supposed drama of >Sonic beating Eggman so much the doctor goes mentally insane issue 200 (woah, numbah 200!), it's pushed aside, super not important in execution despite the reveal. The most you have for relevancy is Monkey Khan being rightfully angry that Sonic/FF just leaves Eggman alone with Snively

...despite the doctor and his associates having taken over the planet for eons, but the monkey's concerns are pacified in the most BS way. Even ignoring games, in Archie continuity Sonic is WAY too lax here to leave Eggman be, and Eggman...simply gets back to normal when Snively fails with his Iron Queen romance/takeover

It's like...we got a new villain, but all the surrounding drama was mostly unrelated. Could've just had Eggman send Snively to some remote land where he meets her, maybe a 2-3 issue arc. No real reason for Eggman to be in this arc

Btw this arc lasted a year. 12 issues of...barely anything. Even Archie fans at the time noted how aimless and weak this was

Heck, Ian effectively did this idea with Snively/Iron Queen way better 6 months later for the Sonic Universe series

He just got way too cozy with his 4 issue based writing. And even there, the justifications for drama is super dragged out (Team Tango attack literally is filler, could just be 2 issues max)

I can't even fault this as copying Superhero comic trends, most only have story arcs last 2-5 issues. Ian dragging things to over 6-12 months is uniquely him

His way of slotting chars as mere chess pieces severely limits char motivated arcs, and it's why his longer sagas feel generic and padded. Universe could've been a great opportunity to bring focus, but outside Silver (as shit as his characterization was) and Shadow (see Silver), it just felt generic

...And because fandom loves to see panels out of context they'll act like he's writing good shit when the whole is painfully boring

Ian knows how to have "OOC holy shit" moments, but doesn't have the ability to segway to/from that well. So it ends up feeling more casual than intended

I hate it

Honestly Flynn does seem to have a touch of Irony Poison. Where he is incapable of taking anything he writes seriously. He constantly undercuts and takes the piss out of his own material. It's very MCU. Very "yeah, THAT just happened" type of writing.

So with that considered, it's almost like taking his panels out of context is the only conceivable way TO enjoy them with any sincerity. Because the stories as portrayed in the actual comics themselves are painfully insincere.

[dodgermd]

I just need to write this down somewhere so it leaves my head and maybe, well maybe one of ye younge’ writers will see this and let it be known, we all write some real cringe shit at some point. Embrace it, nurture it, love it - it’s the cringe shit that will one day be most dearest to you and make you grande.

Why do I say that? Do you have an example, Dodge? Ohboi, I have. With my Star Trek nostalgia (tm) going on I remembered by cringe lil’ AU that I created as a formidable teen child of like 11 to 13 or something and honestly, you people here are probably the only ones knowing the value of cringe enough to share it with.

So, when I was a kid, I created a lil’ AU thingie to TNG that was basically all their kids. XD It was very cringe, but I loved it and drew tons of stuff and wrote tons of stuff with these chars. Some solo adventures, some meeting canon chars. So, who were these people? Oh, ou gonna love it!

There was René Picard, the son of Jean-Luc and Beverly Crusher, then there was Kaz (commonly known as Kazzy) Riker, daughter of Will and Deanna Troi and then there was my peak fan-char android Layout, one of the two spare androids Soong had created before Lore and Data and then there was a borg lady who was Third, I think. Because she was third of a bad batch to be disposed of, before Layout found her and then there was a klingon Doctor, but I forgot her name, she was Worf’s grandchild or something and I believe a few more crew members, but I can’t remember them. ANYWAY. These people had adventures in space and I know that René in the “pilot” pulled a Kirk and messed up bad and got a ship almost distroyed believing he killed everyone, because he got lost in space and didn’t know they had been saved. There he was found my Layout and Third and he hid away for like a few years like the biggest Shakespeare nonesense going on there, when he ran into Kazzy and then there was a huge thing going on about Starfleet being in danger and he again pulled a Kirk and they saved everyone and René leaned he hadn’t killed everybody and he returned and for reasons Third and Layout totally joined Starfleet too and yas, adventures galore.  

So, yas. Marvel at my baby-brainchildren. I really need to check out at my parents place if maybe there are still some drawings existing or even writing on their old hardrive. XD

[marylily-my-beloved]

!!SPOILERS!! Girl in Pieces

Pg 31-46 

TW: SELF HARM MENTION, SELF HARM SCARS, A LOT OF TALK ABOUT SELF HARM AND SUICIDE, RAPE? SEX TRAFFICKING? IDK

‘It’s all the same thing: self-harm.’ Is it though? It’s all so different and does things so differently but it’s the same end goal. 

‘You can never not be a creepy freak, because your whole body is now a scarred and charred battlefield and nobody likes that on a girl, nobody will love that, and so all of us, every one, is screwed, inside and out. Wash, rinse, fucking repeat.’                               Because you can never not be a weirdo if someone sees it, you can never be the same with them, they just act so different. Why do they act to different? I don’t really know, because everyone who has experienced the same doesn’t change their perspective on you, at least they understand. 

Following the rules is a very hard thing to do, surprising she can do it

Evan and Dump. They brought her backpack, they said they were sorry. ‘Were they sorry that they couldn’t not take all three of us to live with Fucking Frank? I was sick… Were they sorry I wouldn’t do what Fucking Frank asked? (What he wanted all the girls in Seed House to do, if they wanted to stay.) Were they sorry they didn’t let me die in the attic of Seed House?’ You know the more I hear about Fucking Frank the more I think he’s a fucking sex trafficker… Evan and Dump don’t seem too bad? They seem to have helped her a lot so I think they’re ok 

Money, there’s money, they have money, but does Louisa? Does Charlotte? They need money for everything here obviously.

‘Today I get my bandages off’ She’s gets her bandages off I hope it all goes well for her, I hope it doesn’t trigger her (or me lol) 

She draws Blue!!! She’s drawing!!! Then she Xed her out. Ok.

My pen writes ‘OUT. GET IT OUT. CUT IT ALL OUT.’ That’s what she thinks when she shs and honestly it’s sad because it makes so much sense 

Blue took her fucking paper. Just why? Jfc. ‘“You know, Doctor, it’s very unfair.” “What’s unfair?” Casper regards Blue… “She never has to say anything. We all have to talk, spill our fucking guts out, and she doesn’t have to say shit. Maybe we’re like a little comedy show for her”’ Oh fucking hell Blue, of course that’s what goes through her mind, of fucking course I mean why do so many people think like that? It’s not always fucking like that. But it makes sense she assumes the worst of people. 

I mean I get why Blue would tell everybody, but why tell her to tell everybody her life story? Like man. 

‘If you were a girl, and you were at Seed House, and you wanted to stay at Seed House, there was a room downstairs with only mattresses. Frank put girls in the room. Men came to the house and paid Frank, then went into the room.’ I FUCKING KNEW IT, OF COURSE FUCKING FRANK. I always thought that it was Fucking Frank because she really fucking hated him but no. …

Ellis is missing, her father is dead, her mother is somewhere? Not dead that’s for sure. 

She’s going to attack Blue, but she can’t because if she does one more thing she can’t stay… well good for Blue 

‘Charlotte, Evan said, his eyes shiny, drunk, smears of my blood on his cheek, that night in the attic. What a beautiful name. He kissed my head, over and over. Please don’t leave us, Charlotte’ But in the end she kind of did, will she ever see them again? Will they ever see her? I think they just know she’s alive. 

Golden teeth really, damn these people are fucking rich. This nurse Vinnie must be rlly fucking rich. 

He’s clipping the stitches and he took off the bandages for her. Holy shit. How will she feel? 

‘Underneath these new scars, I can see the old ones. My scars are like a dam or something.’ This is such a good interesting metaphor because I’ve never thought of it like that, but if you think it really is like that. 

‘The best part is after.’ It really is, when you just sit down, and think about what you did, clean it up, bandage it and it’s just there forever, you know it’ll be there forever lol

‘More scars = more shame = more pain’ may i add something. More pain = less after. Because the more you do it the more it becomes this was the before doing it and doing it, there’s no after cause you just do it again so frequently. 

PINK UNDERWEAR 🎀🎀 

‘“Nurse. Ava. Bought. Me. This. Underwear.”’ SHE SPOKE OMGG SHE SPOKE!!!! AHHHH SHE SPOKE YESSS!!! 

She didn’t say thank u :/ 

Wrapped up in a bedsheet??? 

‘When the blood comes, everything is warmer, and calmer.’ It really is, until it dries up and it’s all sticky (eww) 

Ellis!!! ELLIS!!! 

Her dad died ages ago, and her mother is a ghost to her :/ OMGGG

Little side note: this barely triggered me lol 

[starship-imzadi]

S6 E4 Relics

After a VERY long hiatus I'm back! I'd like to finish what I started but we'll see what happens. It's been a while so I'm not entrenched in Trek like I was before so I might not have all the same nuanced observations on continuity and over arching developments. But let's do this!

-

Love a good ship shake!

This is a very serious start to an episode.

I did a quick inter web search for funzies and learned that though Dyson first formalized the idea of the sphere in 1960, the concept is attributed to futuristic sci-fi author Olaf Stapledon in 1937.

This could be so dangerous. They should be asking why someone would have been intentionally locked it there....good thing it's only Scotty!

53%. Oof. I'm not sure what that would turn into...

Also, I realized Scotty makes a comment about being rescued by Kirk but Kirk dies in the Nexus (which would have happened already for him but obviously hasn't happened for the TNG crew yet. Considering Riker's beard it's not the most egregious continuity issue with the films)

Geordi keeps touching Scotty's injured arm.

It's really unnecessary for Scotty to remark on Crusher being more beautiful than Bones. (And by that I mean unprofessional and probably a bit sexist, even if it's well intended. For this context it shouldn't matter the gender of his doctor.)

Poor Scotty is going to feel so outdated. I get the sense this would be like handing an iPad to someone who know DOS.

That chair in his quarters looks decidedly uncomfortable.

I've just realized the warp core reminds me of an office water cooler.

Geordi really should be kinder to Scotty. Technology is what it is because of Scotty. But it's also odd that Scotty is just helping himself to random buttons. Scotty and Kirk defhad a different relationship than Geordi and Picard. And honestly I prefer the latter.

Data to the rescue. This is the first time I've been really struck with the sense that Data is neurodivergent. I'm not even sure I can pin point why (as I am, to the best of my knowledge, "neurotypical). Somewhere between his literalism, his accumulation of facts, and his attentiveness to very small details that other people miss. He of course is literally nuero divergent in that his neurological structure diverges from the structure that humans' have.

That knee high railing in the OG enterprise looks like an amazing tripping hazard.

In some ways this conversation between Scotty and Picard comparing the enterprises feels like a comparison between the making of the different series. The original series seemed more tremultuous behind the scenes, and perhaps now more romanticized. The next generation had a higher budget and a firmer footing in production with fewer stories of high drama (such as that between Nimiy and Shatner).

Bold of Scotty to drink straight from the bottle. Though he certainly seems to hold his liquor well.

As an adult it seems so odd that an entire society would forgo alcohol. And not even with religious conviction. Brewing alcohol and drinking can have such cultural depth and richness, it's quite extreme to opt to lose that just to not get drunk. What about other fermentation with positive effects but also a small amount of alchol like a kombucha? I would think as an advanced society they would instead drink and then have an antidote to administer for sobriety whenever they like.

I feel like the opening monolog should be changed to "....to explore stange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to f*ck around and find out, to boldly go where no one has gone before " because in all honesty they push a lot of buttons with no idea what going to happen and it's amazing they survive.

Hard self depreciation from Scotty there.

"Auxiliary" is a hard word to say.

Wait, Worf says sheilds are at 23%. And then the next time he says they're downs another 15%...."another" suggests two 15%'s but that math doesn't work. Unless it's just down 15% more...

I'm glad Scotty being unconventional, true to character, is utilized. Because though Geordi is innovative, he's very by the book.

If the enterprise has enough power to set a course for the portal then why are they still so close to the sun?

It's crazy Picard called those shots by feel and they just barely made it through.

I'm glad Geordi and Scotty got to bond a bit.

Wait, did Troi just shows up for the end of this episode? She didn't even see Scotty before.

[bulecelup]

Well it just looked real cool and fascinating to me that's all. Also on the zeonic Amuro being apart of something seems IDK its just I figure there must be a reason why he's wearing that uniform XD, honestly I've been recently getting more into Gundam especially when it comes to the main UC timeline and storyline due to Origin before the only gundam I was super into was blood orphans, sorry for that rambling but I like your AU idea and love to know more.

oh, the Amuro with Zeonic uniform? yeah!

I like to imagine either CCA Amuro in Neo Zeon and/or Amuro joining Zeon after being rescued from A Baoa qu by Char (thus follow the CDA to Zeta timeline, but this time Char is with Amuro all the time).

or my personal favourite is if I am not mistaken, in ORIGIN; Tem Ray was a disciple of Doctor Minovsky who join Side 3 / Zeon at that time... instead of Tem Ray joining EF after Yashima Co, he reach out to his mentor to support Zeon and brings Amuro with him.

now it could open a Garma / Amuro route instead hahaha

but then it's just me and my silly HC, I would like to hear what others have about Zeonic / Neo Zeon Amuro.

[sarah-dipitous]

Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 SURPRISE ROUND

The Church on Ruby Road

Surprise, bitch. Bet you thought you’d seen the last of me. Since I technically started in 2022, why not actually end in 2024?? (Honestly, I just did not account for a Christmas Special for Doctor Who. They’ve been a bit weird on those the past few seasons. But to be fair to me, my goal was only to the 60th anniversary specials so it’s not incomplete)

“The Church on Ruby Road”

Plot Description: Ruby Sunday collides with a man called the Doctor—and her life will never be the same

Girl, protect that child from the elements better if you’re going to abandon her like that, geez

Man, I thought it was just Moffat who wanted the Doctor to meet his new companion as a child all the time…but this one’s a BABY! (I’m trying not to pass too much judgement. He could have met Ruby as an adult and then traveled back in time to find the mother who left her on the steps of a church)

Oh, is she on one of those “who are your ancestors?” shows??

I’m not saying I LIKE whatever little aliens are causing mischief on this set, but I don’t DISLIKE them

This Christmas party scene, just how crowded it is, is making me nauseated a little

He’s over 1000 years old and yes, he SHOULD be in this club having an excellent time

Did David Tennant’s second go at the Doctor heal so that Ncuti didn’t have to just sulk in the TARDIS in all his free time?

I know this probably won’t be his official Doctor outfit but it should be. The kilt, the tank top, the leather jacket, the jewelry…love it all!

I no longer like these aliens. They’re just terrorizing Ruby

Kind of obsessed with this group of women: Ruby, her adoptive mother, her adoptive mother’s mother (maybe?), and this woman partly in charge of placing foster kids….because this is a family show, of course everything is best case scenario across the board

Whyyyyyy couldn’t this woman wait til AFTER Christmas to break this news to Ruby??? It’s also her BIRTHDAY!!! There’s no trace of either of Ruby’s birth parents, and you break that to her NOW??

The worst part about this woman blaming all her bad luck on meeting Ruby is that she’s partly right. It’s PARTLY right, but it’s not Ruby’s fault

Oh nooooo, the baby!! The aliens took the baby!! The one thing she wasn’t supposed to lose!!

I’m already obsessed with these two. I don’t know if I ship them or if I just like their chemistry together but there was an instant spark in the club and it’s only gotten better now that he thinks she’s crazy for jumping on the ladder from the aliens’ ship

Omg they really haven’t fixed Isaac Newton. He just called gravity mavity

His indignation at the goblins being called time travelers lmaooo. “Excuse me? They are not time travelers. Time travelers are great, like the best, like wow. These lot are just bimble” Helloooo?? I want him to dish all the hot goss about his long hot summer with Houdini

How does this wooden spaceship work?? I’m guessing it’s a spaceship because it still somehow needs ventilation shafts

Omg he really does have blue hair and pronouns, I’m liking this a lot

I FORGOT I DID HEAR THERE WAS A MUSICAL NUMBER FOR SOME REASON. Maybe we didn’t need that…

The Doctor flirting with Ruby’s grandma is actually quite sweet

No no noooo, this is such a nice flat. Don’t break ittttttt

HOW DID THEY TAKE RUBYYYY?? She was right there!! Omg. Not only did they take Ruby, they erased her from Carla’s memory. Whyyyy are the cracks closing up???

How do we get her back?????? This place is utterly depressingggg. Oh good, they can’t erase her, they just went back in the timeline and took her from the day she was left at the church, her BIRTHday. Time travel, we can do

Oh interesting they we’re not gonna get a Ruby’s birth mom reveal. I kind of like that…like, what would it actually do for Ruby’s character this early on? But also, it IS important for the Doctor to be able to let that go since he was also abandoned as a child and adopted

I love that everyone is so charmed by Fifteen. It’s INCREDIBLY easy to be

Are we going to get a proper return to form at least for New Who where the companion is full time? She doesn’t have a job

Ok but who is this neighbor?? Why does she know what a TARDIS is?!

[echoghost1]

Black Hole Son

Summary: The ever-elusive Phantom was finally caught and the scientist couldn't wait to see what secrets the ghost kept inside. Unfortunately, they were going to get more than they bargained for.

Characters: Nameless Scientists & Danny Phantom

Word Count: 1,518

You can read on AO3 or down below the cut!

Each cut had been made with practiced precision. The skin pinned back with textbook perfection.

The rib bones were even cut apart to give the doctor easy access, even if they weren't expected in the specimen.

The doctor sighed as they looked inside the open body cavity and found another surprise. "Why are ghosts so weird," they asked rhetorically.

"Are you asking or just making a personal note?" The doctor's assistant asked.

The doctor sighed again, "making notes. Since there is an audio recording I'll note exactly what makes this ghost so odd."

The doctor picked up the previously discarded rib cage and turned it in their hand as they spoke, "not only did I have to use a bone saw, but the bones are an unusual color. Pitch black. At first glance, I thought they were charred but they aren't flaking or even dusty. Almost as if they were meant to be this way." The ribs are set back into the tray before the doctor turned back to the body on the table.

"Now onto the inside of the ghost. Which also appears to hold even more surprises." The doctor stared pointedly at the body and frowned, "where do I even start?"

The doctor's assistant came closer and peaked inside, "Oh, that is weird."

"I'm not sure what's throwing me off more," the doctor started, "is it them being there, or is it the colors?"

"Honestly it's the color for me. I could see an argument for the organ's existence as a way to perpetuate his play at being human, but why go the extra step with the colors?"

"Yeah, I suppose if they were all green it would be less weird."

"This one is certainly going to be memorable."

"You know what? I think I know why this is pissing me off so much. Granted we don't know why it's like this, but the color-coded organs are reminding me of a children's anatomy kit. It's like it knew we were going to open it up and it wants to make sure we put it back together correctly. That's just insulting! As if I didn't go to medical school."

"I don't think that's the reason."

"Yeah, you're probably right. This ghost hasn't shown that much foresight before."

The doctor's assistant chuckled at the jab at the unconscious ghost's expense.

"I suppose we better catalog these ghost guts."

The pair double-check their gloves, goggles, and masks are adjusted probably before returning their attention to the ghost.

"It appears that all organs you'd expect in a human are here and are in the appropriate places and sizes. The difference, as already noted, is the coloration. I suppose I'll start with the intestines. They are two shades of purple. The small intestine is lighter than the large. The stomach is bright orange but is slightly less of an eyesore compared to the hot pink of the liver." The doctor lifted the stomach to note the kidneys but stopped short.

"Is everything alright?" The assistant asked as they lean forward.

"Something is moving in here."

The assistant flinched at the statement but waited for further instructions.

“Scalpel.”

The assistant nodded and handed the tool to the doctor.

The doctor carefully lifted the stomach a little higher so they could sever the organ from the body only to find the instrument is unneeded.

The stomach broke free with hardly any resistance at all. As if it wasn’t attached to anything and merely resting in place.

Once the doctor recovered from the shock of the incredibly easy organ removal, they got back to work. The stomach is set in the sterile tray and held firmly as the scalpel is dragged across the flesh.

The doctor set the scalpel aside so they can pry open the organ. Once the flesh is pulled apart far enough, six ectoplasmic green butterflies flew out.

"You know, I think I hit my threshold for surprise. Of course, there are literal butterflies in the stomach. Why not?"

“Should I capture the butterflies?”

The doctor tossed the scalpel into the tray with the stomach. “Yeah go for it, “ then they pointed to the body, “I’m going to finish cataloging this.”

The doctor refocused on the ghost and listed the rest of the organs and their colors. “And finally we have the heart. Green, and unlike the rest of the organs, this is not anatomically correct. It looks like a children’s version of a heart. ” The doctor sighed, “Also, the heart looks like it’s been broken, but still appears to be in one piece.”

The doctor checked to see that their assistant is done wrangling up the little ghost butterflies and waved them over.

“I want to take a closer look at the heart.” the doctor explained as the assistant approached. “It has a crack in it and I want to see if it goes all the way through or not.”

“Are those band-aids?” the assistant asked once they are close enough to the table.

“Yeah, there’s two crisscrossed over each other and another larger one over here too. The band-aids are different colors.” The doctor noted as they reach inside to pick up the heart. ”The pair has one yellow and one purple and the other one is teal.”

Then the doctor hesitated again.

“What is it doctor? More movement?”

“No. It’s just this feels different.” the doctor gently squeezed the heart before continuing, “the stomach felt like I had expected but this doesn't feel like a heart. This feels softer? It feels plush. Like a toy.”

“I have so many questions.” the assistant admitted.

“You and me both. Usually, I’m able to get all my answers from opening them up, but not this one.” They say as they go to remove the heart but they end up being stopped as the organ doesn't come free as easily as the stomach had.

The doctor slowly looks up to the assistant, “I think there’s something else in here besides the heart. Feels almost like a marble, but ice cold.” the doctor slides their hand out of the body cavity and grabs the scalpel. “Oh I know what this is!” The doctor grins as they line up their instrument, “go over there and fetch one of the sample jars with the purified ectoplasm. Keep your hand on the opening, but don’t open it until I tell you. That stuff doesn't last long in an oxygen-rich environment.”

The assistant quickly follows their orders and is back in place in no time at all, “ready when you are.”

“I’ll make the incision here and I should be able to pull it out. These things aren’t generally attached to anything.” The doctor continued to speak as they worked, cutting the heart open along the crack and severing the band-aids that kept it together, “Which is honestly pretty surprising given how important this piece is to a ghost. You’d think they’d guard it better.”

The doctor reached into the heart and pulls out the object they had described. A large round orb, so cold that thick fog emanates from it like dry ice. The ghost’s core.

The assistant clicked the container open so the doctor could deposit the ghost’s icy core but the pair of scientists were interrupted by the very body they were currently dismantling.

The mist trailing off the core shifted into a darker and thicker mass that reached back towards the body.

The doctor tried to swat the ever-thicking mist away but it wrapped around their hands and brought them together like they were being handcuffed.

The doctor swore as their hands were forced towards the body again.

When the core, and by extension, the doctor’s hands, were merely inches away from the open heart what remained of the ribs slowly opened wider and unpinned the flesh as the torso contorted well beyond its normal size.

“I guess I spoke too soon.” the doctor said softly as they failed to free themself from the ghostly bindings.

Then they were dragged into the body faster than they could scream.

The assistant shook as they watched the nightmare unfold before them.

One of the ribs nearest the tray grew and twisted like a tree branch before it found the discarded stomach, stabbed it, and threw it back into the open body. Somehow the organ found its rightful place.

The assistant screamed as the extended rib reached towards them and pierced the containment unit they were still holding onto.

They let go immediately and let the ghost take the device. The ectoplasm leaked out and ran down the bone as far as it could before it dissipated.

The rib bone flicked the device off of itself before attacking again. This time it was reaching for the butterflies.

Unfortunately for the assistant, the rack that held the butterflies and several other ectoplasmic samples were directly behind them.

Ten minutes later all that was left in the room was broken glass, destroyed machinery, a blood-stained floor tile, and one unconscious ghost boy with a y-shaped incision on his chest that was slowly fading as it sealed itself shut.

[rpf-bat]

1. "I miss you" || "It's only been two days since I left" || "Feels like ages to me"

With Niko/Joel😍

Thanks for the prompt! It’s Niko/Joel, as requested, and it’s 925 words.

Trigger warning for mentions of injuries.

“Good morning!” Nino called, as he stepped through the door of the hospital room. He hoped Joel wasn’t still sleeping.

“Niko!” Joel grinned, sitting up in his bed. “I missed you!”

Of course he’s not asleep, Niko realized. This is Joel we’re talking about.

“It’s only been two days since I left,” he chuckled.

“Feels like ages to me,” Joel sighed. “It’s lonely here. The only people I have to talk to are the nurses. And they only come by every so often, to change my bandages.”

“If you don’t like it,” Niko teased, “then maybe next time you should watch where you’re going, when we’re onstage?”

“I still can’t believe I walked right into a fucking pyro,” Joel shook his head. “We rehearsed our set a dozen times, and I still managed to step on it and burn my foot.”

“Honestly, I’m just glad you weren’t hurt worse,” Niko confessed. “How are you feeling?”

“Well, my foot fucking hurts,” Joel grumbled.

“No shit!” Niko sputtered. “At least you still have a foot, after that.”

He was trying to keep the mood light with jokes, for Joel’s sake, but the truth was that it had been absolutely terrifying. One minute they were singing together, like they always did. The next minute, Joel had been engulfed in flames, and hit the stage floor like a stone. The fans had started screaming when the awful smell of charred flesh filled the air.

It had been Joonas who grabbed Joel and smothered his foot with his jacket, until the flames were out. It was Olli who called 112, and Tommi who dragged the injured Joel backstage to wait for the paramedics.

The task that had fallen to Niko was perhaps the hardest. He had to stand there with his mic, and say something to calm the crowd, even though he felt like screaming himself. He’d managed to choke out that the band would be heading to the hospital, and that the rest of the gig was canceled.

Thankfully, he had waited until he was backstage with the guys, to dissolve into panicked tears.

That had been two days ago, and since then, Niko had calmed himself. The doctors had told him that Joel was going to make a full recovery.

“I went on social media last night,” Niko announced, trying to focus on anything else. “I gave our fans an update - let them know you’re recovering and you’re gonna be okay. I also let them know that the gig in Helsinki is cancelled.”

“I’m so angry at myself!” Joel huffed, the air of his sigh pushing his bangs out of his eyes. “This was supposed to be our first show in the capital, and now we can’t go!”

“Another opportunity will come,” Niko assured him. “Right now, I’m more worried about your health.”

“I’m fine,” Joel insisted. “What did the venue say, when you called them?”

“They said they’ll give the fans refunds, for their tickets,” Niko shrugged.

“That’s good, at least,” Joel considered. “I’d hate for some teenager to be out ten euros because of me.”

“It’s not like there were that many fans, who were going to be there anyway,” Niko frowned, taking a seat beside the hospital bed.

“Hey,” Joel glanced up. “It’s not like you to sound so depressed. What happened to ‘we’re going to become the next biggest Finnish export?’”

Of course Niko’s usual bravado was absent. Could Joel really not see why?

“I just…,” Niko felt tears welling up in his eyes, as he struggled to speak his true feelings. “I thought I could’ve lost you, y’know? You’re only twenty years old. How is Blind Channel supposed to conquer Finland - and the rest of the world - if you fucking die before we even drop a full length album?”

“We can go back to the studio as soon as I’m discharged from the hospital,” Joel said quickly, “and work on the album some more, so…”

“That’s not the point!” Niko cried. “The point is…fuck. What if I’d had to call your mother, and tell her that her son wasn’t coming back to Oulu?”

“But, that didn’t happen,” Joel soothed him. He wasn’t used to seeing his friend get so emotional. “The gig in Jyväskylä didn’t kill me.”

“I just…,” Niko wiped at his eyes, with the back of his sleeve. “I really care about you a lot, okay?”

“I care about you, too,” Joel blushed. “Um, hey…what’s that in your hand?”

“Oh…it’s flowers,” Niko blinked. He’d almost forgotten, that he’d been clutching the bouquet in his hand the whole time.

“You bought me flowers?” Joel asked, blue eyes wide.

“Isn’t that like…what you do when someone’s in the hospital?” Niko reddened. “Do you think it’s weird?”

“No, not at all,” Joel smiled. “Can I see them?”

“Sure,” Niko nodded, setting the bouquet down on the blanket that covered Joel’s lap.

“A dozen roses?” Joel smirked. “What am I, your girlfriend?”

“That…That was the only kind of flowers they had at the gift shop when I got here, okay?!” Niko stammered, his whole face turning as red as the roses.

“I like them, actually,” Joel laughed, sniffing the petals with his long beak. “Thank you.”

“Y-Yeah, no problem,” Niko mumbled. “Uhh…So. Tommi’s off work tomorrow. Since you said you’re lonely, should I ask him to visit you?”

“Actually,” Joel said softly, looking away, “I would kind of prefer…if you could visit me again? Only if you don’t have to work, of course.”

“I’ll be here,” Niko promised. “There’s nowhere else that I’d rather be.”

[katherine-mcnamara]

It's not really fair to call something better just because it has more episodes. English shows don't get the type of run that Turkish shows do that doesn't mean they're less. Also Jodie has numerous awards showing just how great of an actress she is and given your taste in actresses you can't judge.

WHERE DID I SAY ANY OF THAT???

I get excited for long episodes, for long running shows. In case you haven't noticed everything I love gets canned in Season 1 these days so just....... Don't.

Honestly I'm going to be controversial to some of you but Turkish shows ARE better. You wanna know why I personally think that? They have happy endings. They're not all trauma and abuse and killing people off just before they get their happy ending. They don't demonise women just for you know being women.

When people, especially women, get to be happy and be ALIVE and have the happiness they want at the end of a show in the UK/US then I'll give hollywood props. But it's just trauma on trauma on hell and like no thanks. Keep that shitty stuff.

Also I didn't at all insult Jodie so some of you need to calm down.

The English version of the show in question is called Doctor Foster. It had 10 episodes (I thought it was 6 imdb told me it was 10) Jodie's char is barely in the 9 eps she's credited for. Despite this. I loved her character. Big Jodie fan actually even if shit like this makes me sigh.

However like most English shows the women are all immediately pitted against each. I didn't like the main actress either and she was 90% of the screen time. The way she played the main character I didn't like.

I do however love Cansu Dere's version of the character and I had never watched Cansu in anything before this.

So I won't say it's a character thing. As I hated this character in the BBC version. Which is also attributed to the character in the BBC version putting all the blame solely on the woman who didn't know she EXISTED and not the dirtbag of a cheating husband. And misusing her power as the young girls doctor to push her into a termination of pregnancy, because despite her husband being the cheating ass, she wanted this girl gone because she wanted to save her marriage.

This isn't a theme in the Turkish version. She very much puts the blame where it's supposed to fucking be.

Also 200 eps vs 10. Ofc there is going to be more character development and screen time in the Turkish version. Pointing that out and being excited, especially because I love Melis Sezen, So getting to gif her in that many eps has me screeching, isn't an insult.

But that doesn't take away that the things I hated about the English version, that were gross. That the Turkish version is fixing.

[procyonloser]

Adam was used to nightmares, the freakish distorted monstrosities that would come to his mind after a long night, wearing familiar faces but speaking in tongue he couldn't understand. He was used to waking up with his heart pounding, in a cold sweat, fear and terror coursing through his body.

He wasn't used to an actual physical weight on his chest.

Adam was unaware he'd even fallen asleep, truth be told. Lucifer seemed to have a doctor on call for whatever he wished, paid for by the dime of organized crime. He was mildly surprised it'd been a woman to sew up his stab wounds, but not hugely so. There'd been a lot of women in his ranks in the past, too. Ones that had left the army due to how shit they'd been treated, so they moved onto something private.

He cracked his eyes open, and found Charlie sprawled sideways over his stomach, playing with some game on her tablet, absent-mindedly kicking her feet back up and down. She quickly noticed he was awake, and dropped her tablet.

"Mr Adam!" Charlie exclaimed happily, pushing up using Adam's stomach as leverage. "I want to show you my room! Do you like tea parties and spiders?"

Adam blinked, "uh, sure thing, sweetheart."

She got up and jumped excitedly on the bed beside him, and even though she didn't weigh much to cause the bed to shift, it was a lot of energy this early in the morning. Actually. Maybe it wasn't morning. Adam had no idea.

"Charlie, sweetie." Lucifer's voice called out into the room, and Charlie's face fell. She almost immediately turned on the waterworks the moment her father walked into the room. "I'm not going to tell you to leave, Char."

Instantly the tears vanished.

"But," Lucifer said, walking to the edge of the bed, dressed as well as he usually was. "Mr Adam is hurt, he needs to rest. You remember how you felt after your appendix?"

Charlie chewed on her lip, nodding her head, pigtails bouncing as she did so.

"So, why don't you go get your favorite toys and whatever else you want to show Mr Adam here, so he doesn't have to get up just yet, okay?" Lucifer asked, smiling brightly, crouching slightly to meet her eyes. If the girl got her mother's height, eventually she'd be the one crouching, Adam thought to himself.

"Okay!" Charlie jumped and bounced off the bed, stumbling slightly, but it barely slowed her down as she bolted out of the room.

Adam exhaled, laying his head back down. "How long have I been out?"

"Only a few hours, honestly." Lucifer said, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "Are you feeling alright?"

Adam shrugged his good shoulder, "I've had worse from dumber."

Lucifer laughed, eyes crinkling as he looked down at him in bed. "So, why did you leave your work? It can't be the pay, if you went into teaching."

Adam stared at the ceiling. "... Deaths started getting to me, and then the woman I was closest to got hurt, bad. Arm blown off, because I hadn't seen- whatever... It's old news now. I was young, dumb, cocky."

Lucifer smiled, "are you sure you want to use past tense?"

"Fuck you," Adam laughed with a wheeze, but he wasn't wrong.

It was just supposed to be a short term job, something to just get him solvent again. He didn't actually want to stay for more than a couple months - Adam didn't even like children.

And yet, at the end of the day, he had about five children clinging to his legs as he dragged them across the daycare floor. They did some mix of crying, sobbing, laughing, just wanting to stay a few minutes longer in the facility before their parents picked them up.

Charlie sat on his shoulders, frequently talking about how her dad couldn't hold her up so high like Adam could, which always brought Adam great joy.

"Okay, easy goes it, there you are, I've got you." Lucifer said as he was passed as squirming blond toddler. "Daddy is here, Charlie! Aren't you happy?"

Charlie puffed out her cheeks, teary eyed, which in turn made Lucifer's face fall.

"So much for Daddy." Adam said, hands on his hips, amusement spun through his voice. He never really liked the short weirdo, it didn't help that he'd married Adam's childhood sweetheart.

Lucifer shot him an icy look, his demeanor instantly shifting. "I'll show you why I'm called that, if you'd like."

It was Adam's turn to feel his smile falter and fall. It wasn't so much because it was seductive - though it did kind of turn him on; moreso, it was because he knew Lucifer was the head of what he was fairly certain was the mob.

[louiseleblancdiggory]

Speedy one night stand part 2

Part 1 here

“Ok, so do we go over our story again?”

“We did that a thousand times. Relax, they’re not the brightest.”

Aelin smiled, resting her back against the hospital chair. Even though only one day had passed, Rowan was already feeling infinitely better. His wrist still hurt like a bitch, and it would probably remain like that due to the surgery, but the rest was just some small ache.

Differently from the previous day, this morning Rowan had woken up to an empty room. Aelin had decided to go home around eleven, promising to be back in time for them to go over their plan one more time, but a part of Rowan wondered if she was actually going to be back. It wasn’t a usual situation, and now that she knew he was not dying, maybe she wouldn’t feel any responsibility over him at all.

It had worried Rowan more than he liked to admit.

And yet, she had returned today. Just a few hours after Rowan woke up, Aelin walked into his hospital room. She was her bubbly self, walking through the door while oozing so much excitement and brightness that it was like the sun lodged itself in the room. She plopped down on her usual chair, barely bothering to create small talk before jumping right back to what they had discussed the previous night. Aelin wanted everything to go perfect— had said that she had grown up with a cousin who made her quite competitive when it came to pranks.

Forty five minutes later, they had gone over the details twice, flirted shamelessly every now and then, and Rowan had the pleasure of seeing Aelin play the distressed wife in front of three different doctors.

The woman was a devil.

Rowan couldn’t help but smile.

“When do they get here?”

“You’re so impatient.” Rowan grinned, slowly turning his non-shattered wrist. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re impatient?”

“You and my cousin would be such great friends.” Aelin gave him a sweet smile.

“Sounds like a nice guy, then.”

“He isn’t.” Aelin’s sweet— and oh so fake— smile widened. “A fucking asshole, if you ask me.”

Rowan snorted, looking at the door just in time to see five guys turning around the corner and walking in the direction of the room. A diabolical smile grew on Rowan’s lips, and he turned to Aelin who had a raised brow. “Show time.”

Just like the devil Rowan thought she was, Aelin returned his smile.

———————

Honestly, she shouldn’t be this excited.

Tricking a bunch of men she had never seen in her life should not be that high in her list of priorities. And yet.

Part of her wanted to stay at the hospital yesterday, make sure that Rowan was ok during the night. Even though they had just met, Aelin felt a weird connection to him. Not love— because love at first sight is bullshit—, but she definitely cared for him as a friend. But the doctor insisted that there were no chances that Rowan’s condition would get that bad over night, and so Aelin went home.

She could barely sleep, and in the morning she rushed to get to the hospital.

Because of the prank, of course. Not because of Rowan.

And now that his friends were actually there, that the plan was actually in action, Aelin was having some small doubts.

What if they tell the hospital she’s lying? What if that doctor loses her job? What if—

“Rowan!” A blonde haired man ran through the door, followed by four others. Just like Rowan, all of the men were massive. Tall, muscular, and almost sucking all the air in the room with their presence.

They were all so focused on Rowan that none of them even paid attention to her sitting by a corner in the room, and Aelin used that time to transform the smirk on her lips into a loving smile.

“Fucking shit, Whitethorn.” The tallest of them— the only one as tall as Rowan— said. His pitch black hair was tied back in a bun, but some of it fell out of it when he ran a hand through his head. Aelin tried to remember Rowan’s descriptions of his friends, and if she was right, that was Lorcan. “One day alone and you get hit by a fucking truck.”

“Any cool scars?” One of the golden twins asked, a grin on his face. Either Fenrys or Connall, but judging by the personality and Rowan’s description of the twins, Aelin was betting on the former.

“Shut up.” The one with a buzzcut— Vaughan, she recalled— said, hitting the back of the golden twin’s head. “We tried to come as soon as possible when we heard. We didn’t want to leave you alone.”

“Oh.” Rowan said with all the innocence in the world, a smile as sweet as hers gracing his lips. “Of course I wasn’t alone, are you guys insane or something?”

“Huh?” The twins said in unison, looking at each other.

“I came with my wife.” Rowan said, the sentence sounding like a question. He let out a laugh, eyes sparkling with mirth. “Do you guys think she would just leave me alone?”

“Your fucking what.” Lorcan said very slowly after a few moments of complete silence.

Rowan looked so genuinely confused that even Aelin believed him for a second.

“Guys? Ace?” Rowan said, brows furrowing. His eyes then landed on her, and he gave her a smile that was supposed to be loving, but Aelin just thought he looked like a fiend. “Apparently they think you’re cold enough to enjoy your vacations while your husband is at the hospital.”

“I might not be the warmest, but that would have been low even for me.” Aelin said, voice charred with playful sarcasm. As if she was a magnet, all five heads immediately whipped at her direction, faces showing different levels of incredulity. “Hey, guys.”

Aelin had to bite her cheeks to keep herself from laughing. She didn’t know any human being could be that shocked and stand that still. The silence in the room was suffocating, except for Rowan who was smiling broadly now that no one was looking at him.

“Everyone is seeing the hot blonde, right?” The twin— Fenrys, she’d been right. It was just the type of comment he’d do— asked very carefully.

“I’m flattered, Fen.” Aelin said, taking some pleasure in how his jaw dropped when she said his name. She looked at each of their faces, forcing her expression to show both excitement and some confusion. “Guys? Not even a hug? I mean I know you guys are Rowan’s friends but I would expect some better welcome.”

At that, Aelin got up and walked in their direction. She hugged Vaughan and Fenrys at the same time, both as still as two pieces of stone.

She took a step back, doing the same to Gavriel and Connall. Aelin then looked at Lorcan, winking at him. “I know better than to hug you. Good to know that the change in continents doesn’t change the scowl on your face.”

They all just stared at her.

From the corner of her eye, she could see Rowan was near busting out laughing. She walked to his side, feeling the eyes of his friends following her across the room. She bent down near Rowan, kissing him on the lips before stroking his cheek with a thumb. For a split second, they shared a knowing smile, one that would look very loving to whoever was watching, but both of them knew better.

“I’m gonna go check with your doctor what time we can leave, alright? I’m gonna let you guys catch up.” Aelin said, kissing him again.

Rowan nodded, but then his eyes turned to his friends and narrowed slightly. “Sounds good, honey.”

Vaughan soundly choked.

Aelin made her best impression of being embarrassed— not by the nickname, but by the reactions of his friends.

She left the room with a final smile at the five guys, and when her face was not visible to them anymore, she finally opened the biggest grin she had ever given in her entire life.

As she walked down the hallway looking for the doctor, Rowan almost jumped out of bed just to kiss her again if only for the absolute horror in his friends’ faces. He never thought he’d seen any of them that shaken— even Lorcan was shocked.

Using the fact that all five of them were still looking at Aelin’s body disappearing among doctors, nurses, and other visitors, Rowan controlled his facial expressions and turned them to a disappointed scowl.

“What the fuck was that?” He asked when Aelin completely disappeared. “Would it kill for you guys to be nice to her? It was never an issue, what the fuck happened?”

“Bro.” Connall was the first to tear his eyes away from the door.

“Rowan, I don’t know how to say this gently…” Gavriel started, voice calm and cautious as always.

“You must have hit your head really hard because you’re not fucking married.” Lorcan, on the other hand, had no problem just saying what came to his mind.

“What?” Rowan asked, dumbfounded.

“Man, some hot crazy chick is pretending to be your wife.” Fenrys was smiling, but his whole expression screamed terrified. “Holy fuck, some hot crazy chick is pretending to be Rowan’s wife.”

“Haha, very funny.” Rowan said, relaxing. “Is this why you treated Ace like that? A prank?”

“Her name is Ace.” Vaughan said, the only one still visibly shocked.

“Crazy girl name.” Fenrys added solemnly. Connall nodded profusely.

“Her name is Aelin, and you guys know that. We have been together for over a year not, married for a few months.” Rowan was trying so, so hard not to laugh.

The guys looked at each other, different degrees of worry washing they expressions.

“Rowan, you really have to understand that—“

“Understand what?” Aelin interrupted what Gavriel was saying, causing all of the guys to jump and scream.

At that, Rowan couldn’t contain his laughter. He was laughing so hysterically that not even Aelin managed to keep a straight face and started chuckling too.

“What the fuck was that?” Rowan said between laughs, smiling up at Aelin as she approached his bed even though he was speaking to his friend.

“When is his birthday?” Fenrys ignored Rowan’s question, eyes narrowing at Aelin as she rested against Rowan.

“January twentieth-first.” Aelin said, brows furrowing in confusion. “What the hell is this?”

“Favorite color.” Connall dismissed her question.

“Green.”

“His pet’s name.” Gavriel asked much more politely than the others, but suspicion was palpable in his words.

“We don’t have a pet.”

“What is he studying?” Vaughan finally looked more wary than fucking shocked.

“He’s studying to become an engineer. STEM, then? I don’t know, I’m an arts and humanities major. I don’t understand that shit.”

The guys looked at each other again before Lorcan’s eyes dropped on Aelin. “Mom’s name. Ex girlfriend’s name. Favorite movie. Favorite song. Dick size.”

Rowan choked when he heard the last sentence, but Aelin simply smiled. “Anya. Are you talking about Lyria or Remelle? The Godfather and Patience by the Guns n’ Roses. I will not be discussing my husband’s dick size with his best friend.”

“Holy fuck.” Vaughan breathed.

“Give me your phone.” Lorcan said, even more suspicious now.

Aelin raised a brow, but took the phone out of her pocket. She stole a glance at Rowan, but he was just as confused as her.

“Call the first person in your favorites.”

Oh, fuck.

It had been fun while it lasted, and Rowan was about to get his ass beaten by his friends even though he was still in a hospital bed.

But Aelin simply unlocked her phone for everyone to see, went to her contacts and called the second person in her favorites. She raised her eyes from the phone to smile sweetly at Lorcan. “Rowan is the first.”

Lorcan’s jaw clenched minimally, as if Aelin had just passed a test she was supposed to fail. Now, just like the rest of his friends, Lorcan looked expectantly ate the phone on top of Rowan’s legs. Aelin had put it on speaker, and the only sound in the room was their breathing and the dialing sound.

“Hey, babe.” A female voice answered, soft and warm. “What can I help you with?”

“I don’t know, actually.” Aelin raised her face to Lorcan, and she looked so beautiful that the smile that grew on Rowan’s face was genuine. “Why did I call her?”

“Is she married?” Lorcan asked loudly so the girl on the phone would hear.

“What did he say?” She asked anyways.

“Lorcan asked if I am married.” Aelin raised the phone to her lips so her friend could hear her better.

“Uhm, yeah?” Her friend laughed. “Aren’t you married to his best friend for a few months now? What type of question is this?”

Aelin smiled smugly at his friends, and Rowan made his best impression of pissed off husband. In reality, all he wanted was to be alone with Aelin and kiss her for her geniality.

She wasn’t kidding when she said she was competitive when it came to pranks.

“Hey, what’s up, Lys. Is that Ace?” A man sounded through the phone.

“Yeah.” Lys answered.

“Is Rowan ok?” The man asked casually, and even Rowan was surprised by that.

Turns out Aelin had been a few steps ahead of him.

“I’m fine.” Rowan answered, trying to sound casual. “But apparently my friends decided to be assholes even though I’m already suffering.”

Aelin snorted, resting her back against his chest.

“What are they doing?” The guy asked and Rowan could hear the smile on his voice. Even though the voice tone was completely different, the man sounded so much like Aelin that it could only be her cousin since she didn’t have siblings.

“Pretending they don’t know Ace.”

“I would also pretend I don’t know my cousin if I could. Disgraceful woman.” He grumbled. “She must be loving the attention, though.”

“Fuck off.” Aelin snapped at the same time Rowan laughed. She turned her head to him, eyes narrowing with enough emotion that Rowan knew she was being genuine. He just smiled, giving her a quick kiss before turning to the phone again.

“Me and Lys gotta go, but we’ll see you this weekend for dinner, right?”

“Yep.” Rowan knew nothing of it, but now he was knee deep into his lie so backing out wasn’t an option anymore.

“Oh, and Ace, Lysandra says the airline just sent your ticket back to Terrasen to the apartment.” Aedion announced before hanging up, leaving the comment hanging in the air.

Aelin heard sharp intakes of breath, and raised her head to see all men staring at her dumbfounded.

“What?” She asked innocently, resting once again against Rowan. His hand sneaked up to the back of her head, massaging her scalp. Even though she tried to play it cool, her heart was hammering inside her chest— both because of how big the lie had just become and because of Rowan’s touch against her skin. Her whole back was against his side, and Aelin hoped he thought the racing heart was due to the lie, not due to him.

“Very well, Ace.” Lorcan said after a moment of prolonged silence. “We are so sorry for the prank. Why don’t we all go out to dinner to pay you back.”

Aelin was gonna vomit her heart. All the guys looked at Lorcan, and even Rowan’s hand stilled against her hair.

And yet she just forced a smile on her face, nodding her head. “Sounds amazing.”

Rowan’s hand in the back of her head massaged now her neck, reassuring her everything was ok.

But that definitely wasn’t the sentiment on his friends’ faces.

Oh, fuck.

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A/N: I’m sorry for such a small update for this story, but I’m trying to write some Valentine’s day oneshots but I wanted to continue this one a little! I’ll probably to a final part three for it sometime!

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Took You Long Enough | Charlie Gillespie

Requested by @faithiebrock01​: Can you make one where Charlie and I are best friends (who secretly like each other, but are super oblivious and everyone around us can see it) on set of JATP and we end up having to do my car crash scene where get in the car accident (because in the show I die a few weeks after they do in the show, but I did in the accident also make that my character knew them before). When the scene ends with me in the hospital bed slowly dying, Charlie runs off looking sad. He then won't come out of his trailer for anyone until I get there saying "I'll handle it" to the crew member who was previously trying. I go in lay with him on his bed and ask him what's wrong then he says "it seemed so real" while crying and I calm him down then we end up confessing love for each other and then falling asleep cuddling. My name: y/n My nicknames: sweetheart, sweetie, love, Princess, queen, angel, nugget (Or whatever you can think of.)

Pairing: Charlie Gillespie x female!reader

Warnings: Hospital scene, mention of a car crash, fluff 

Words: 2043

A/N: This was cute to write! I worked on it during an online class so I’m sorry if there’s any mistakes in there! Hope you like it!! :) 

Four years. Four years I’ve known Charlie Gillespie. Four years of us being best friends and only now we’re colleagues too. The both of us had booked Julie and the Phantoms a couple of months ago, and we’re now spending time together every day on set. It’s also been four years of me having the biggest crush on Charlie, but I will not tell him that. It’s just going to ruin our friendship and the dynamic in our friend group on set. The cast and crew have gotten close during the process of the bootcamp and filming. They constantly tease Charlie and me for having such a close relationship and that we should just date already. Charlie had laughed it off, and so I started to do it too. “Ready to go?” Charlie asks when he picks me up from my trailer before filming. I’d just gotten back from hair and makeup, and I was rehearsing my lines in the trailer to make sure I’ve gotten it down perfectly. “Yes! Let’s go.” He links his arm in mine as we walk off, letting the silence wrap around us in comfort. “What other scenes do you have today?” I ask, wanting to occupy my mind with something other than his skin touching mine. “I got some with the boys and Madi, and tonight, we’re doing the hot dog scene.” I pout, remembering that’s the scene where he’s going to die. Fake die. But still. It’s kind of sad. “Cool,” I respond with a smile, “Was going to ask you if you wanted to go grab dinner tonight, but I guess your hotdogs are dinner.” He snickers, and I can’t help but laugh too, hiding the fact my heart is racing. To me, his laugh is the most beautiful sound in the world. “Yeah, I doubt that’s a great idea,” he replies, “But I’d love to grab lunch? What time are you on break?” I bring my schedule in front of me in my mind, trying to remember it. “I think around two? Depending on how long the hospital scene will take.” Charlie nods his head, clearly thinking about how to make it work for us to eat lunch together. “I think we’re going to do the hospital scene too, so when we wrap that, we might be able to go?” “Yeah, sounds good!” I reply and let go off his arm as we reach the other boys and Kenny, ready for the first couple scenes of the day. “We’re going to do the Now or Never scene first,” Kenny tells the boys, to which they nod. “Y/N, you can watch from the side where their best-friend-slash-manager would be.” I nod my head curtly, telling him I understand his orders. “Give it your all, Rockstar,” I say to Charlie and bump my fist against his shoulder. He simply smiles at me, that perfect, award-winning smile that makes me go weak in the knees before I head off to my spot at the side of the stage. The four boys on stage are drenched in fake sweat at the start, and then rock out so hard on the first take, real sweat starts dripping down their faces. Charlie’s hair’s sticking to his forehead and his muscles gleam and glisten with sweat. I hope the camera won’t catch me drooling over my best friend’s hotness. Charlie himself catches my eye every now and then, his mouth curling up into a smirk. “Charlie,” Kenny starts after the third take, “Can you stop looking at Y/N, please?” My cheeks heat up when Owen, Jeremy and Taylor chuckle. “I know she’s your best friend, but Luke is focused on the soundcheck, yeah?” Charlie nods his head, and I swear I saw him blushing too. “Yes, Kenny. Sorry, Kenny.” Jeremy and Owen glance at each other, exchanging a knowing look. They’ve asked me multiple times if something’s going on between Charlie and me, but I told them there wasn’t until one night, I was crying about how much I loved him, and Owen and Jeremy were there to comfort me without judgement. Now, they don’t stop teasing me relentlessly. I know I’m going to get even more teasing comments about it later. I’m not ready for that.

Once the scene’s done, the boys and I get to catering to get a snack before heading back to set for the next scenes. The ones where I die. How fun. To say I’m nervous is an understatement. I know it’s all fake and I’m not actually going to be in a car accident, but it’s still scary. The ladies from costume and makeup get me ready for the hospital scene, taping fake wires on my arms and putting one in my nose as well while I’m covered in fake bruises and band-aids. “Ready, Y/N?” Kenny asks, and I nod my head. “If the tubes ever get annoying, just tell us and we’ll take a break, okay?” I nod again and Kenny steps away and behind the camera. Charlie’s there too, watching and being the greatest moral support puppy I could ever ask for. “Season one, episode one, scene three, take one,” Jaime says, working the clapperboard, and then Kenny yells “Action!” I lie entirely still on the uncomfortable hospital bed, breathing ever so subtly, and then holding my breath a second before the loud monotone beep sounds and doctors come rushing in. “And cut!” I open my eyes to find Charlie, and when I do, I catch him walking away with his head down. My eyebrows furrow, and I want to ask someone to go and check up on him, but the makeup team has already swarmed me to touch up the makeup a little. After a few more takes, Kenny tells us we’re all good and lets us go. Once the tubes are taken out of my nose and stripped away from my arms, I hop off the bed and go to find Charlie. Michel and Soyon An are in front of his trailer, knocking on the door and yelling his name. “What’s going on?” I ask Soyon An. “I’m not sure. He just ran off set with tears in his eyes and hasn’t come out of his trailer, but we need him for a fitting for tomorrow.” Worry sets in the pit of my stomach. Why would he run off crying after watching the scene I just taped? “I’ll handle it,” I tell them with a smile. The two people from the crew I’d grown closest to, offer me a smile in return and walk off. I take a deep breath before knocking on the door softly. “Char?” Ever so carefully, I open the door to his trailer and step inside the darkened room. I almost think he’s not even in here when a sob comes from the left-hand side of the trailer. “Hey,” I coo and sit down on the edge of the bed beside his curled up body. “What’s wrong?” “It just all seemed so real…” he whispers, and sniffles. “Why, thank you,” I joke, but Charlie’s sob makes me realize this is serious. “Hey, Char… Pumpkin…” My hand reaches out for his shoulder and start circling my thumb across his bare skin. “Sit up for a second, please?” He obeys my whispers and sits upwards, so I can scoot in next to him. He rests his head on my lap, sniffles taking over. “Why did you get so upset over a scene, Pumpkin? You know that’s my job?” “I know that, Angel,” my stomach flutters at the nickname, “I just…” He sits up and turns to face me, crossing his legs, “I couldn’t help thinking ‘what if something really happens to her?’, I couldn’t stop imagining losing you and it felt terrible. I don’t ever want to live without you, Angel…” He reaches for my hand and presses a kiss to my knuckles. I can feel the tears dropping down to my skin. It breaks my heart in a thousand pieces seeing him this broken. “You’re my best friend.” Right, the friendzone. We’re still here. “I know, Pumpkin… I can’t even imagine my life without you,” I tell him honestly. “But nothing’s ever going to happen to me. Or you. You’re going to have to do a lot more to get rid of me, Char.” He chuckles lightly. I reach up to wipe his tears away with my thumbs, cupping his cheeks, and then resting my hands there as we stare at each other. The tiny beam of sunlight from the small window lights up his face enough for me to see the sparkles in his eyes. “I don’t know if this is going to change anything, Angel, but I have to tell you,” he whispers, bringing his hands up to take my wrists and removing my hands from his face. “I trust us enough for not ruining anything between us.” I furrow my eyebrows, worried about his sudden serious behavior. “I know this is going to sound crazy, but I’ve been in love with you since the first day I met you.” My breath hitches in my throat, and I wish I could say something, but my brain is not functioning correctly right now. “I never dared to say anything because I was scared something would change between us and you wouldn’t feel the same and it would make things awkward. I was scared to lose what we already have. You’re my best friend, but I am so desperately in love with you that it’s kind of embarrassing and kind of distracting me from my work, like you saw during that first scene today. I am so desperately in love with you, Y/N Y/L/N and I don’t ever want to lose you.” He looks at me with hope in his eyes. I still can’t say anything. Too much in shock over his confession. “I understand if you don’t feel the same, Angel. I just… We can forget I said anything tomorrow and just go back to—” I finally manage to move and grab his face in my hands, bringing him closer to meet me halfway for a kiss. He’s a little startled at first, but then melts into the kiss and kisses me back. “I’ve been so embarrassingly in love with you for years and I never dared to say anything either,” I tell him, his face lighting up even more. “I cried one night blabbing about how much I love you and Jere and Oh had to comfort me for hours. It’s been so painful but I’m so happy you—” he cuts me off by pressing his lips on mine again in another kiss. “Were you asking me out on a date earlier when you wanted to grab dinner together?” he asks as though the memory from this morning just flooded into his mind. “What?! No!” I reply but can’t help blushing either. Charlie raises his eyebrow at me. “Yeah, fine. It was a pathetic attempt,” I roll my eyes with an amused smile on my face. Charlie laughs whole-heartedly before leaning in to peck my lips once, twice, three times. The fourth time he captures my lips with his, it’s a deeper, more passionate kiss than the ones before. The both of us are too wrapped up into the kiss, we don’t even notice Charlie’s trailer door opening until loud cheers startle us to break apart. Jeremy and Owen are stood in the trailer, cheering and exchanging high-fives in elation. “Finally!” Owen shouts, throwing his fist up in the air. “Bro, this took you long enough.” “Yeah, I know,” Charlie replies with a smile tugging at his lips. “At least now this girl won’t come crying to us again about how much she loves you,” Jeremy exclaims, patting my head as if I’m a child. The four of us laugh, and I look at Charlie, who gives me the most tender smile. “So… When’s the wedding?” The two of us scoff, and then order the two to get out of the trailer to give us some time alone, which they give us gladly. I’ve been waiting for this moment for years, and now that it’s here, it’s more than I ever imagined.

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