#but still. LET ME KNOW IF ANYONE REMEMBERS OT

[dayurno]

someone needs to write a fic about kevin being taken by the moriyamas again after coming to palmetto and andrew(possibly neil too) coming after him

THERE WAS ONE WAS THERE NOT i feel PRIMORDIAL but im sure there was a fic where kevin went back to the nest instead of neil during the christmas banquet (?!) and andrew and renee got him back and andrew killed riko and the fic was all about the aftermath and andrew’s trial and such…. DOES ANYONE REMEMBER THIS!!! there was a scene where renee said shed teach kevin self-defense and during kevin’s time at the nest the narrative didnt use his name, only number 2

and i think i believe riko forced him to watch the tapes of andrew’s time in easthaven but i’m less sure about that one

[saerins]

─── 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑

+ itoshi rin x f!reader | wc 1.6k | content: fluff, friends to lovers, college au, slightly suggestive at the end, mutual pining ?

note: hmmm okay rin may be doing things to me @_@ i rarely write for him so forgive me if this is ass but !!! ily rin <3

summary: you and rin are both oblivious to each other’s feelings. but maybe one push is all you need.

it doesn’t make sense why he’s so nervous. you’re still you and he’s still him and nothing’s changed except for the acquisition of some personal information. coming from blunt bangs too, nonetheless.

two weeks ago.

“hey, y/n-chan, you’re single right?” bachira asked, casually as he could while the both of you were on the same train back home.

you were startled, but still shook your head all the same. bachira and rin were teammates, so naturally you two knew of each other, but you couldn’t remember the last time you ever spoke to him. you only remembered that rin liked calling him blunt bangs. and then he started getting a little sulky after you called bachira’s hair cute.

“just wondering, have you ever thought of getting together with rin-chan?”

bachira had been swaying along with the train, his hands gripped firmly on the hanging handles. that wasn’t what you were fixated on though, because his question threw you off, the heat shooting to your cheeks the moment you processed it.

“w-what do you mean?”

you had been flustered, but bachira remained oblivious as ever. (lucky for you.) he tilted his face upwards, staring at the train ceiling, carefully picking his words.

“well, you and rin-chan spend a lot of time together, just wondering if you both ever tried anything.”

it came off sounding a lot more suggestive than anything, but knowing bachira, you doubted he meant anything other than the simple fact of considering getting together.

and it wasn’t like you didn’t. because of course you did. you couldn’t spend so much time with someone like rin and not feel anything.

you’d known rin since freshman year, since you both kept to yourselves at this one party, bumping into each other at the corner of the room, awkwardly shuffling your feet and trying to ignore the other as much as you could.

you caved first; your want for a friend in that party overtook your shyness, and luckily for you, rin entertained you that night. he took you up on your offer to get out of there, away from the loud bass and drunk teenagers and onto a more quiet destination—the supper spot near your dorms.

since then, you’d found a lot of common ground and somehow, you just seeped into rin’s life. just like that. you couldn’t say anything for him, but you’d thought he was attractive since the first moment you laid eyes on him. plus, rin was such a hot topic on campus, you’d just sort of eliminated the possibilities of being together with him entirely.

he was out of your league, wasn’t he?

you were happy enough just to be his friend. until bachira asked that question. until you realised that hey, maybe you should explore it. maybe you should tell someone about it. anyone.

so you nodded your head, embarrassed as you may have been.

“don’t tell him, okay?” you warned bachira.

bachira grinned ear to ear. “it’s safe with me!”

evidently, it wasn’t, rin thinks now—looking at bachira and isagi egging him on. after bachira acquired said information, he had ran straight to rin’s dorm and spilled the beans.

rin pulls up a mental reminder: do not ever share secrets with bachira under any circumstances. ever.

which is also why, after multiple instances of persuasion and letting slip that maybe he’s into you too, rin is keeping bachira under close scrutiny. he’s not even sure whether you’ll show up tonight, at the soccer team’s victory party. from past experiences, you do.

“you should tell her how you feel,” bachira says again, eliciting a sigh out of rin.

“mind your own business, blunt bangs,” rin murmurs, drinking his diet coke.

isagi nudges him lightly. “she’s pretty in-demand right? i heard that some other guys from our team has their eyes on her too.”

it manages to perk rin’s ears, and it’s too late for him to realise it’s all a ploy, because isagi’s snickering the moment rin opens his mouth, earning a slap on the back of his head.

“fuck off with that already.”

“yeah yeah, you gotta strike while the iron’s hot,” bachira chimes in, only further agitating rin. “actions maketh the man or whatever.”

“don’t just throw around every phrase you learned,” he retorts. rin’s fists are clenched at his side, remembering why he used to go to these alone. gotta be better than having to listen to these two idiots.

then, a familiar giggle sounds from behind him, and rin freezes up almost immediately (to the amusement of his two friends). “what am i missing out on here?”

bachira opens up his mouth but isagi claps his hand over him almost instantaneously. for once, rin’s thankful that at least one of them has more tact than the other. you can only watch on with confusion as isagi drags bachira away, citing some lame excuse about how they had to check on the other guests.

they’re not even the hosts.

“your friends are acting weird, rin,” you comment, and rin wholeheartedly agrees. for some reason, he can’t help but notice you more after what bachira revealed to him.

“they’re always weird.”

his eyes survey your body, appreciating how the dress flows so beautifully, how your hair’s done up just perfectly. you’re so pretty too, why didn’t he ever tell you that? probably because he didn’t want you thinking he was some sort of freak. you probably have suitors for days—way out of his league.

“anyway, congratulations on winning the tournament, mvp,” you say teasingly, winking, your heart skipping beats when you catch the slight crimson falling on his cheeks as he looks away.

for some reason, being able to see rin like this, where everyone else only gets to see the more stoic side of him makes you feel special. it may be a case of delusion, but you don’t mind.

you expect some sort of quip, something like how their win was expected and not something worth congratulating. but instead, through his red ears and awkward eye contact, he tells you a curt thanks before he goes back to excessively sipping his diet coke.

“did something happen?” you ask, nearly making rin choke on air, he realises, because he’s gulped down his entire drink.

“no,” he answers, a little too harshly, before he reigns himself in. rin doesn’t really want to be the one to broach the subject, but he really doesn’t want to risk going home tonight without knowing for sure how you feel.

screw bachira’s intel—rin wants to hear it from your own lips, wants to be there to see and hear you confess.

“bachira told me about it.” rin feels you stiffen up beside him this time. but you don’t say a word. that’s fine though. he started it, he may as well see this through. “do you- still feel that way?”

thankfully, you don’t like to torture him, automatically knowing what he’s referring to, probably already calculated in your head the probability that bachira would’ve ratted you out. then, does that mean you wanted to be found out?

“i- i mean i- um, yeah, yeah i do.” you’re fiddling with your fingers, looking to the side, afraid to meet his eye. you and rin are close as ever, but that makes this all the more awkward. you’ve never really been the type of people to talk about feelings. at least, not until now.

you’re not sure what rin will say or do, and you can hear your heart drumming loud against your chest, beating against your ear.

“i feel the same,” rin blurts out, somehow afraid that if he didn’t, you’d assume otherwise.

his words weigh heavy on your chest before lifting the weight off of it all at the same time. you’re relieved, more than, that he feels the same, that you’re hearing it from his own mouth. but now the both of you are just standing there staring at each other, wondering how on earth you should continue this.

and you do rin a favor, paying him back for starting the conversation at all, by standing on your tiptoes and pulling his collar in, pressing a kiss against his lips, tasting the diet coke lingering on his tongue. by the way his arms wrap around you, by now his kiss gets even deeper by the second, you can tell that you aren’t the only one that’s been dreaming of this.

“ah, rin finally got some balls and confessed huh?”

bachira’s all too familiar voice breaks the moment, although the sound of your laugh helps to ease rin’s disappointment. he’ll get more moments of this, more of you—soon. he doesn’t even have the mood to snap at bachira, only occupied with thoughts of what he wants to do with you.

“see, what’d i tell you, y/n-chan? he likes you too, doesn’t he?”

rin’s face turns a bright red at the realisation. “he told you?” he asks.

you nod, grinning sheepishly. “i read his text just before i got here.” you pull out your phone, showing him the evidence.

[20:48] bachira: y/n!! big news!!!

[20:48] bachira: rin said he likes you too, get over here alr!!!

rin blinks, the timing lining up with exactly when rin expressed that he has been interested in you all this time.

“i’m gonna fucking kill you,” rin deadpans at bachira, isagi already disappearing elsewhere, not wanting to be part of this.

bachira thinks he’s lucky when you tilt rin’s face towards you, kissing him again, distracting him from his ire. he takes this chance to slip away, leaving you two lovebirds alone.

“would you rather deal with him or come home with me, mr itoshi?”

it takes everything in rin not to just sweep you up and take you right here in this room. he mirrors your smirk, a casual hunger burning beneath his teal eyes.

“you, always you.”

[bronx-bomber87]

Hello my wonderful fandom family :) Thanks for being so patient with me. I know I have till January but I am moving/slash road tripping at the end of Sept to a new state. Which is a HUGE change. Going two time zones ahead and everything. So wanting to get it out there before I move and have even less time LOL Also thank you for wanting to take this journey with me. S6 was hard on all of us.

Haven't had a show rock me this hard in a very long time. So I'm forever grateful for the love and comments these in depth reviews get. Never want to take that for granted. This was a ROUGH season to say the least. But I’m excited to dissect it with decompressed eyes and somewhat healed shipper heart. Be lying if I was saying it was fully healed. But was a much needed break for me. Let us begin shall we?

6x01 Strike Back.

Premiere starts off with a literal bang. They’re all trying to figure what is actually happening. The mastermind clearly not the man they just took down in Luke Moran. Also loving how scruffy Tim is in this first shot of the premiere. The stubble all over that gorgeous jawline of his. Mmm. Delicious dusting. Love to break me off a piece. Wouldn't be a review if Feral Caitlin didn't make an appearance would it? ha God he's beautiful I can't help myself. This is his fault really.

Anyway back to matter at hand.... Lucy points out Luke may have been a patsy for the real crime. Diverting all their resources to this this one spot instead of their real target. Our girl always being the brains and Tim being impressed by it. They go hand in hand. You know that man loves her brain. Her intelligence is just one of many reason's he fell in love with her. Fun to watch her flex it I have to say.

There’s so much to love about these shots in the shop with them. The Metro call sign being one of them. It does things to me. It’s just sexy. Also the automatic way she’s paired with him in this moment. Like anyone else would be in that car with him but still. Ever the packaged deal. Just the little things I always love so very much. They don’t share shops anymore. So this is a treat. Riding together, brainstorming, and just being the bad ass team they always are in the field. Makes my shipper heart happy to see it.

After the Federal Reserve mayhem we skip 6 weeks into the future. I always wondered what happened in those six weeks with our ship. Probably nothing massive tbh. But be fun to know what shippy goodness could’ve occurred. I imagine they had some time off after that. Spent it together and decompressed from the madness. Just a nice thought to think about is all. *cough fic writers cough.*

We start off our cuteness with Lucy in Tim’s office studying. There’s so much to love about this scene it’s unreal. Let’s start with Lucy taking residency in his office like it’s hers. Knowing it’s a quiet place for her to retreat to. Also I’m sure Tim offered it up long ago for her. Which makes me giddy to no end. He’s not the least shocked that she’s using it. Only that she’s not out on patrol. Married status continues to level up in this moment.

Lucy explains she’s fallen way behind in her studies. OT is killing her atm. I can’t imagine how stressed she feels. Lucy is our resident academic. Not having the time to nerd out on her studies has to be killing her. It’s why she reaches out to her man for help. To pivot this in a different direction. Something that worked for Tim when he needed studying time. Asking if she could ride with him today? Could quiz her between calls.

Getting flashbacks to 2x02 when she helped him study between calls for his exam. I always love the callbacks they do for them. Continuity is ship crack for me. I eat it up. He accepts and Lucy is beaming. Their smiles in this scene are so adorable. Couldn’t be more in love if they tried tbh. I remember thinking how much I missed our idiots in love so much. I'll be this way for S7 too. I miss them.

Tim looks excited for this challenge. You can see it in his face above. But he is also letting her know how hard it’s going to be if she wants him to do this. That it’s probably not going to solve her problem. But he’s willing to expand her knowledge base on wildcards. This way she can take any curve balls Primm has to throw. Lucy’s smile is everything when she thanks him. Relieved her man is gonna help her her out. I mean of course he would. Nothing he wouldn't do for her and she knows it.

I remember seeing the funniest post for this moment before it aired. How it was her basically asking ‘Babe, please be mean to me.’ LOL Lord knows this woman is well aware he wasn’t gonna take it easy on her. Just like the old days. It's where she learned the most. So it makes sense she would wanna dip her toe back in that pool.

Tim is ready to roll. Starting his ‘boot’ engines back up. Don’t tell me it's not a little bit of a kink for Tim. That man is too damn excited to be able to boss her around again. That being said says she learns best when she’s pissed off. I mean he’s not wrong…No one knows how to teach her better than he does. Lucy counters by saying does she? Or is this is just giving him permission to be an ass?

Tim letting her know if that’s really how she feels she doesn’t actually want his help. Lucy backtracks and is desperate for him to guide her with this. Saying she needs it. Tim is lighting up like a Christmas tree. You know that man LOVES her needing him professionally. It’s been awhile since she has. He’s excited. Lucy has been a self sufficient cop for long time now. Hasn’t needed his guidance for quite some time. So for her to come to him with this he is a happy camper.

Tim is thrilled to put his T.O. hat back on for her. They have such married energy through out this scene. Lucy telling him she doesn’t like his excited smile. Tim deflecting saying it's just his smile haha The absolute wifey look she gives him is hilarious. They just be flirting freely in the hallways. Like they aren’t completely married at this point. Even though he’s driving her insane she follows him out with an 'in love' smile. She loves her ass of a boyfriend haha

They hit the road and Lucy is still questioning her decision. Oh my girl. Saying maybe should’ve chosen Harper or Lopez instead…Tim makes a joke how Angela just got back. Her cop brain is just booting up. Which earns a smile out of Lucy. She loves this man sitting next to her so very much. Written all over her face. Doesn’t take long before Tim triggers a Lucy rant though.

Poor man is just trying to help the woman he loves get through this. Wasn't expecting the time bomb he received. He sets her off by saying no matter who teaches her they all have the same database. That there’s only a 8 percent difference between ranks. This is what ignites the Lucy meltdown above. That Primm is going to use that eight percent to trip her up. His face above when she starts is priceless. Tim is just bracing for impact at this point LMAO Ain't no stopping what's coming his way.

The flood gates have opened and phew lord what a meltdown it is LOL Holy hell. She is the queen of them. I adore how Melissa can shoot off so much dialogue in one breath. It’s impressive af if you ask me. Also makes me cackle so much cause I’ve been her. So many times when I’m under immense stress I do the same. You prattle on until you run out of steam. I can’t believe there isn’t a gif set of this rant so I made one. It’s too good not to have in this review.

It’s the look on Tim’s face that has me ROLLING. It’s been awhile since he’s had an epic Lucy rant thrown at him and it shows. Eric the King of facial expressions is at it again. I’m laughing so damn hard. I remember having to pause cause I was laughing so much at his expression. He most definitely wasn't expecting the rant that he got. If you can look at him above and not laugh you're made of stone. Hang in there Tim lmao Your girl Is worth this intense stress/anxiety vomit she just spewed all over you. It's like he doesn't even know where to begin after she's done. So he just doesn't....

The married energy continues once Lucy has wrapped up her meltdown. Tim being the smart man he is doesn’t say a word. He’s learned a thing or two from this relationship. Lucy though takes his silence as saying everything for him. With her ‘Please don’t.’ Tim trying not to start anything telling her he’s said nothing. He truly wasn’t expecting the explosion he got. Was happy to be a passenger princess today, while he quizzed her through out the day. And instead got an epic freak out right out the gate.

Tim can’t win for losing in this scene. (or this episode really) Lucy telling him she hear him thinking it. I remember there being a Chenford Bingo of some sort before the premiere. And exasperated husband was on there. This delivered that in spades. His reaction after her saying this is gold. Haha This is the woman you’ve chosen to love Timothy. LMAO You know he loves her to death neuroses and all but good lord ha.

Their banter never fails to hit and the marriage vibes on top of this is top tier. I am here for it all damn day. One of those 'When did they get married again?' moments. His look at the end is like he’s chanting to himself . ‘You love this woman…you love this woman...’ Lucy tops it off saying she just won’t sleep till the exam. Leaving Tim to shake his head more and not say a word. Only look out the window as he rolls his eyes. Primo banter and chemistry here. *chef kiss*

They roll up to their first wildcard. I adore the Metro call sign as they do. Tim assigning the crime scene to Lucy as he does. *fans self* I can’t explain why the call sign so sexy. Just is. Also them sharing it on the scene also gets me all in my feels. Tim is telling her that he is there as a resource for her. But she is the one in charge. Asking her what’s her first move?

The Plain Clothes Day vibes are all over this scene and it's fantastic. Another callback I am so happy they touched on. Lucy confidently strides onto the scene and explains her move. Tim tells her to call it in. Love the way she looks at him the entire time she does. Tim asks her what else? This is where Lucy’s confidence starts to wain sadly.

Where that panicked rookie from all those years ago begins to resurface. The way she is talking at Tim trying to figure it out oh my lord. The PCD vibes are so strong. Only this time Tim is helping her out a lot more. Unlike back in S1 he was there to watch her flop around, second guess herself and drown. It’s much different this time around. He truly wants her to succeed and let's her know as much in his responses. Lucy doesn’t see that in this moment though unfortunately.

Tim telling her the obvious boxes are checked but what’s her wildcard? The spiraling is so real for her in this moment. It hurts to watch the anxiety build in Lucy. Tim testing her knowing she can do this but her confidence is eroding in this moment rapidly. He is trying to get her there faster by saying she doesn’t have a minute. Which she really doesn’t when we know how this scene ends…

One of my fav parts of this scene is the line above. The kindness and gentleness Tim has. Because he wasn’t in love with her during PCD like he is now. Here he is trying to be supportive and gently guide her to the answer. Even give her an out for it. S1 Tim never would’ve said there’s no shame in not knowing the answer. Not this directly anyways. Doing his damn best to support her through this. But also help her get to the answer so she learns. Lucy takes it the wrong way though.

Reason being it has nothing to do with the man next to her. That man would die first before not supporting her. Level headed Lucy would know that. Sadly she is not here with us at this crime scene. Who she really is mad at is herself at this point. Because she should know the answer and her brain is stalling out in this moment. Tim told her he wasn’t gonna take it easy on her. But breaks a little with his kind reply. Giving her an out if she wants it. Lucy can’t handle it though...Because she is being far harder on herself for this than Tim could ever be. I can relate so hard to this it's unreal.

I do love the way she says ‘Sergeant Bradford, please.’ Lucy feels like she’s suffocating in her own thoughts. The panicked rush to get this right and hitting a wall. The anger building towards Tim at the same time. The confidence she has built since S3 just melting away the more she stresses. All the while taking it out on Tim. Why you ask? Because in this moment she is projecting that anxiety and stress onto him with her reply. Defense mechanism thy name is Lucy Chen.

Doesn’t take long after that line for the sprinklers to come on….The wildcard revealing itself on its own. We watch as the evidence literally gets washed away and the bullet down the drain….Lucy rushes to chase it and watches as it goes down a storm drain. A reflection for how she feels about her hopes of passing this test…It’s a rough scene to watch unfold for her. The devastation on her face when she realizes that bullet is gone is very rough.

They return to the station and Lucy is as defeated as she can be. Hoping no one knows about it as as she rubs her tattoo. They start to play clown music as she enters. SMH. Tim trying not to laugh. Aaron doesn’t help when he also laughs at her misfortune. Not a good day for our girl….Lucy gets distracted by Wesley being there with the baby.

We get a small sweet departure from her anxiety in this moment. While she has him she wants his legal opinion on her crime scene. He too laughs. These men in her life are the worst right now. Not helping her building anxiety and loss of confidence. Wes telling her she fatally ruined that scene. That she’s gonna need a straight up confession to convict someone. And that’s only if she finds the killer…oof.

We rejoin our beautiful duo staking out the crime scene. Lucy grasping at straws to fix what she so royally screwed up. Her heightened state of spiraling continues on in this scene. Lucy admits she wants to skip the exam. Her face breaks my damn heart. Killing me here Melissa. I do love the way he says her first name in response. Still gets me he can. After years of Officer Chen and ‘boot.’ Just hits differently and makes my shipper soul happy.

Tim tells her she is ready. That man would not tell her she was ready if she wasn’t. Relationship or not that man doesn’t hold back. Wouldn't send her head long into failure. If Lucy was in a better place emotionally she would’ve heard him. Heard the confidence in his tone. Seen the empathy he was exuding for her. This man has changed so much in his time with her.

It sky rocketed when they got together. Tim couldn’t have been more supportive if he tried in this scene. Hell this entire episode. But she is so very stuck in her head. A place Tim could normally shake her loose from. A specialty of his really. He can’t gain an inch of ground in this scenario. Lucy has dug her heels in so to speak that she’s gonna fail. Nothing he says is getting through.

Our girl is experiencing massive amounts of anxiety and self doubt. The panic attack is real. The fact that the one person she would’ve sold her soul for, in order to get his support back in the day, isn’t getting through is a problem. Lucy goes on to say she knows herself. That if she takes this test right now she will fail. Her confidence will die along with it. That it’s better to wait. Tim steps from one minefield to the next with this convo.

When he once again is just trying to be supportive and says ‘Then wait.’ Not only is he being in her corner he gives her something she can do in meantime. Something he hates the idea of. Her going UC while she waits this anxiety/doubt out. If that isn’t him supporting her idk what is. He is also still learning how to be there for her emotionally and she isn't giving him the grace for that. Sadly Lucy isn't in the right mind to see that though. She is just stuck in the mode she's been trapped in all ep.

I get it I really do and empathize with her. I’m the same way when my emotions are in a heightened state. Nothing gets through. I'm frozen in place emotionalIy. I get very doom and gloom as well. Lash out at anyone who isn’t going to be positive and reassuring. Which Tim is doing his best to be. But Lucy is in such a dark state of mind she doesn’t see it. All she sees right now is he doesn’t believe in her and is kicking her while she is down. She needs reassurances right now. To her he isn't delivering that the way she is wanting at this point. Him agreeing with her that she should wait is only making matters worse.

Anxiety is a cruel cruel master. It makes you believe things that aren’t true. Amplifies them to the point that you’re so wound up you’re lashing out at everyone. Even your person. Which is exactly what’s happening with Lucy in this moment. Her accusing him of making it worse with how bad she already feels. When Tim is professing words of encouragement all she hears is him saying she can’t do it.

Tim is desperate for her to know he’s in her corner after this display. Asking her if she heard him? Lucy is distracted by someone showing up to the crime scene. Tim asks her what? Lucy replying that woman was looking at the crime scene while crying. Tim is so sassy in his reply I’m proud of him. ‘Or maybe she just had a frustrating fight with her girlfriend’ heh love this. Calling her his GF always gives me the feels.

Lucy gets a last minute win with this case. Catching this lady trying to get her bracelet back after tossing the gun. Her cop gut serving her well. Sadly Lucy doesn’t see this win as such and it bleeds into this final scene unfortunately. Once again the music is absolute perfection. I’ll post some of my fav lyrics at the end of my analysis of this fight. But first let us witness the incredible chemistry that is Eric and Melissa in this final portion. You know your ship is amazing when even their angst is lightning in a bottle goodness.

This fight I will say when I watched it originally excited me. Because it just showed they’re human. Real. The both of them. They make mistakes and aren’t perfect. How healthy this was for them to get off their chest. Because honestly the UC/detective tension has been building for a long while. This was the boiling point for it IMO. This scene hurt so good to watch. I rewound it a few times before I could process it the first time.

Tim starts off with congratulating her on her 4th quarter win. He’s genuinely so proud of her for bouncing back. Felt like she NEEDED this win. So he makes sure she knows. But like I said earlier Lucy isn’t viewing it that way. Her perception is more than a little skewed atm. Her building anger at Tim has reached it's peak. She is cold to him and brisk as hell. Tim immediately picking up on her clipped ‘Thanks.’ Like she was going to be able to hide her anger and frustration from him. Girl no. Tim asks her what? Lucy shrugging him off once again.

Tim pulls on her arm gently and parrots her own damn words back at her from 5x21. That they’re not gonna work if she’s going to lie to him. Lucy conceding immediately to that. I mean they have a lot to work on communication wise, but they’ve also come really far in this aspect too. Don’t wanna disregard that. Look at Tim confronting this right away and communicating effectively. There are causes for excitement with that growth. That being said they have a ways to go. This fight is proof of that.

Lucy pulls zero punches when she asks if he undermined her today so she wouldn’t make detective? The absolute look of hurt painted across his beautiful face kills me. As you all know I relate with Tim so very much. He is so deeply loyal and loving. That any of his motives are to help those he loves around him. He truly thought he was helping her out today. Being supportive and helpful. So for her to come at him like this is leaving him stunned and extremely hurt.

His person the one person who knows him better than anyone, accusing him of something he would never even fathom doing. I was hurt for him watching this. Last thing he would ever do would be to hinder her intentionally. Loyalty to a fault is having someone else hurt you first before you’d ever do the same. That’s Tim. It’s why he is so defensive the rest of this scene. And rightfully so. I'm proud of him telling her it upset him she would even think that of him. Because IMO he did not undermine her. That man did what was asked of him.

All of Lucy’s pent up anxiety, anger, and frustration comes out full force at Tim in this scene. And my boy didn't deserve it. I was on his side the first time I watched it and I am now. I didn’t see that changing though lol. Do I understand what Lucy is going through? Yes. Good god yes. I've been her. I feel so much for what she's going though. I want to make that very clear. But Tim didn't deserve this barrage against him. Wanna also note i’m so proud of the writers for tackling mental health from the jump with this season. Both our babies got issues and this was the precursor to the season really. We just had no idea at the time....

Lucy assumed all day he was undermining her. Instead of just confronting that fact she sat in it. Stewed in it really. ALL. DAMN. DAY. Which isn’t like her. She is the type to face it right away and voice that to Tim. But didn’t this time. Giving us a little taste of their communication problems early on this season. There’s that saying. 'When you assume you make an ass out of you and me.’ And by the end of this convo Lucy is feeling like an ass. I guarantee you that .

Lucy continues to dig herself a hole when she bring up that maybe it was "unconscious". Not deliberate but also that he couldn’t help it. Which doesn’t make Tim feel any better. Nor would it make me feel any better either tbh….Basically saying he has no control over things he does. Which just insult to injury at this point for him. Then Lucy goes for her next punch below. One I still feel was unfairly delivered.

Does Tim still carry those issues? Of course he does. 100% that is still a weight on him. It’s reflected in the next ep when the subject of UC comes up. But does it belong in this fight with him? No. It has zero place in it. But like I said before she is feeling a loss of control and confidence in herself. So she is projecting her insecurities and feelings onto Tim. By bringing up his and using them to stabilize hers. It's a low blow she is dispatching to him.

She is running from her own feelings about this. She is also protecting herself by making it about Tim and his problems. (Which he has for sure) Because she isn’t ready to face the fact that she’s afraid of UC and all that will come with it. How being a detective on top of it is going to pull her from him even more.

She voiced these concerns in 5x19 when she was originally studying for her exam. It’s easier for her right now to hide in and blame Tim for his problems, than deal with her own right now. Tim’s reaction is so valid in this moment. Because to him all he did was have her back from the jump. He is feels sucker punched by this explosion and it's written all over his reaction.

Lucy asked him to help her. He did. Even told her it wouldn’t be easy and he wouldn’t be soft on her. She accepted the terms of this situation willingly. Tim supported her best he could through her meltdown. Did his damndest to not comment on it. He knows it’s her process to spiral a bit then right herself. Because he knows her so well. He had her back in trying to help figure out her wildcard. She rejected it and drowned.

Tim was calm and kind even if she didn’t recognize it about the exam. When she was doubting herself he built her up letting her know she can do it. Did his best to be in her corner if she truly felt she wasn’t ready. Then congratulated her when she got her case win. To Tim all that was him having her back.

It’s why he’s so blindsided and hurt by her words. Lucy is basically kicking him while he down in this moment and it hurt to watch. Because her anxiety and immense stress has blinded her. Making her act so very not like herself. She came at him with a one-two punch. First punch accusing him of undermining her and second being an unfair Isabel punch.

The K.O. punch really is him reading her face above. The way she looks at him when he says ‘But if you can’t see that then…’ Doesn’t even finish his sentence. He can read her just as well as she can read him. Lucy cannot see that right now. Too clouded by her extreme anxiety and stress to see him and his intentions clearly. So he ejects out of the convo. She has knocked him down for the count.

Tim can’t take the way she is looking at him right now. The way she is making him feel. Tim has always held how she viewed him in high regard. Nothing means more to him than what she thinks of him. So for her to level him with this is heartbreaking for him. So he reverts back to old Tim and clams up. Tells her he’s tired and for them to take the night off. Then walks away from her with no way for her to retort.

Lucy is a block of ice until this line of his. She was fully expecting him to apologize and go home with her. And he did not. He ejected out of the conversation to go lick his wounds. The look of shock on her face is everything. She wasn’t expecting that at all. You can see the panic on her face. That raw panic of her being left behind by him. Of Tim leaving her. The tears building in her eyes as he does this. Oh the painful foreshadowing that is this moment…..

The lyrics for this scene are so poignant and perfect. As is the entire musical lineup for this season. Perfectly encompasses Lucy in this episode and especially this scene. Here are some of my favs.

‘I think I’m losing my mind. I see you’re losing your light. Drowning out the decibels. Do you wanna find the antidote? Trying to watch my obstacles, see how fully I’ve been broke.’ Lucy is so broken in this episode and doesn’t reach out to the one person, her person to help fix her. She was drowning and went to him for the antidote and then refused it the entire time. Then gets consumed by it all.

Just a glaring look into how they both deal with being emotionally overwhelmed and vulnerable. And it’s not a good look for either of them this season tbh. But we start out with Lucy’s where I side with Tim before we go head long into Tim’s and I side with Lucy it's balanced at least lol. Damn good premiere though. I was buzzing with excitement after it.

As always thank you to anyone who read this. To all the likes, comments and or reblogs I may receive you are the best. I shall see you all in 6x02 :)

Side notes-Non Chenford

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Scruffy Tim in this ep has my ovaries in overdrive. Mmm just wanna nom on his jawline like corn on the cob.

Nyla Harper being a bad ass in a tense situation is primo. Can always count on her. The aftermath sucks for her though.

Angela being more excited to see a burrito than her husband is hilarious and so on brand haha

Main baddie gets eliminated at the end of the ep. Not sure I remember why tbh haha Things got hazy at the end of the season for me with the SL.

[wdxghosty]

Midnight Serenade

Donnie x reader fic

I really like this concept so I wanted to write about it, so basically you and donnie go on a date. I still new to writing so pls be nice, hope you enjoy <3.

It’s late winter early spring as you’re getting ready for your date, last nights flurry left some snow on your ground so it’s best to bundle up a bit. As you were putting on your shoes, you hear a knocking on the window, “Come in!” your window slides open and a turtle boy whereinga shit ton of purpel crawls in after he threw in a picnic basket.

“I was scared i was gonna be late, but i see you’re not even done yet”

“Scoff! I’m putting on my shoes so i basically am done, what happened to mr. attention to detail?”

“Heyyy i thought you hated ot when i said scoff!?”

“I have no recollection of that conversation,” he rolled his eye at your comment as he sits down on your bed. You get up to go get the drinks from your kitchen. “Common lets go.”

The two of you take a train to Clark st, then walk over to the brooklyn bridge. The two of you trot along the bridge and you’re excited to see where donnie is taking you.

“We’re here,”

“...Donnie we’re still on the bridge.”

“Exactly. You’re good at balancing on polls right?”

You face went white when he said that. You look at the belts of the bridge then you look back at donnie nodding. Your soul sinks in your stomach and the look on your face has donnie rolling around on the groud, kicking and screaming, “I’m just kidding hun.” his hover bike thing pulls up and your melanin instantly comes back.

“If you pull that shit with me again I will hop on your ass like super mario and beat you with your already shitty shell!” donnie went agaps, jaw on the groud, hand on his chest.

“Damn, I didn’t know it would scare you that much?” he laughs off his nevers as the two of you get on his bike. The two of you hop of when you get to the top of one of the tower things inbetween the belts, the city lights illuminating everything around you so you can see perfectly. As you are admiring everything around you donnie starts to set up the picnic blanket, “Wow i didn’t know you’d like it here this much.”

“What do you mean? This is so cool, you act as if you come here regularly.” he looks up at you with a smile, “... you come here regularly don’t you?”

“It’s our new favorite hangout spot, and much more discrete then rooftops.”

"Theres a really busy street right below us. what's the difference?" You sit down across from donnie on the picnic blanket and you help him take everything out of the basket,

"The difference, most people aren't looking up when they're driving. And why would they take their eyes off the busy rode?"

"Mabey they have a death wish?"

"Mabey."

You pull of the heart shaped plates and glasses out of the bag and start to gush over them, “Don’t you just LOVE these cups i got you!?”

“Yeah, i love that, including the heart shaped wicker basket, and pillows, and chocolates… I know that sounds like sarcasm, but i do love it.” as the two of you continue to unpack you see your favorite cookies, and cupcakes.

“Donnie! You didn’t!”

“Why do you sound so surprised like i dont do this all the time?”

“Its because you remembered!”

“It’s hard to forget our favorite things when we always talk about them. Every time we’re hanging out one of us just starts ranting as the other is working.”

“I love that for us, and because of that I know just how much you ACTUALLY like Atomic Lass… that and i check you search history.”

“And I yours… I shoudln’t have done that.”

“I warned you. Anyone who got quezy durring the saltburn bath tub scene, couldn’t handle whats on my laptop.” you laugh a little remebering the first time the two of you watched that, he left the room multiple times.

When the two of you were done setting up you just started talking, about whatever came to your mind. LMK, jupiter jim, the boondocks, anything you guys liked, “oh do you remember when we watched violet evergarden together for the first time?”

“Ofcourse you started crying when the episode about the littel girl came on.”

“Which one?”

“The one with the mom the wrote a bunch of letters for you daughter before she died.”

“That one was soo sad! But it was really sweet, that is what i call motherly love”

“You cry for the dumbest things hun,” he starts laughing at you but you laugh with him, “You wont cry for sad movies whatsoever but the second you relate to a character you start bawling. As far as i'm aware you mother is still alive.”

“It’s not about the dead mother! Its aboutt he dedication to her child!'' Donnie just listened to you rambling on about it, your voice is basically white noise. The amount of times he’s fallen asleep just by being around you is countless, the ease you put him at is unmatched. “and that just pulled all my heart strings!”

As the night went on the two of you purely enjoyed eachothers company, and the sweets donnie brought. As the two of you talked a sertain song came on,

But when the morning comes

We'll burn it down and then

We'll build the world again...

Our love is God.

“I forgot this song was on this playlist,” Donnie trys to skip it but you stop him,

“Remebere when we were fourteen how we did a two person play of the heaters?”

“Yeah what abo- ohhh” donnie gets up on his feet, “you remember the lyrics right?” he holds out his hand for you.

“Ofcourse,” You take his hand as the two of you get into character.

Hi Kurt, it's Veronica

How did you guys know it was always a fantasy of mine to have two guys at once?

Wowuhh... lucky guess?

Well, if you want it to come true, meet me at the cemetery, at dawn

Free pussy!

And we don't even have to buy it a pizza!

Punch it in! Whaat?! Hahaha!

The two of you were both theater kids, singing together mixed with your average acting filled the two of you with joy way back when you were younger. The two of you join hands again as you shift to veronica and JD.

We can start and finish wars

We're what killed the dinosaurs

We're the asteroid that's overdue

The dinosaurs choked on the dust

They died because God said they must

The new world needed room

For me and you

Well your average acting, everytime the two of you sang this song donnie was too realistic. The way he would make your heart throb was supernatural. Despite being cold blooded your were never cold with you touched him.

I worship you.

I'd trade my life for yours

They all will disappear

We'll plant our garden here

He cups your cheek in the palm of his hand, as he kisses you. His hand was warm, everytime he held you, you felt safe. He pulled away from you and continued the song, and you joined him quickly after.

Our love is God

Our love is God

Our love is God

Our love is God

“You missed acouple lines hun.” he pecks your cheek,

“Only because you kissed me,”

“Stop acting like you did’t like it”

“Ugh.” he wraps his hands around you hips and stuffs his face in the crook of your neck.

...I worship you

I'd trade my life for yours

We'll make them disappear

We'll plant our garden here

Our love is God

Our love is God

“I love that song don.”

“I know you do hun.”

I hope you guys liked it! There some references that some people might not get, like the super mario reference, but still. Kiss, kiss, hope you have a good night, day, afternoon or whatever. <3

[thebottomfromhell]

Hey it's me so I was thinking that how the upper-moon react when they're jealous- like some girl or guys just woke up to the reader and start to flirting with him right in front of the upper-moon

Nice to got you here, thank you for always re-bloging. I hope you like it and sorry for the wait.

Uppermooms getting jelous for gn reader. (I will use "them" for the person who started to flirt with reader.)

Warnings: Cannibalism, Death of unamed character, Self-harm (Gyutaro and his canonical violent scratching), Implied sexual content, Assault, Canon insecurity to ot's respective characters, Gyokko and Douma are their own warning, Torture.

Gyutaro:

He knows when someone is about to flirt, you know where he lives. He can tell when you are going to approached, so he leaves before that happens as he scratches his face. He seems downhearted when you find him after rejecting the other person, and he refuses to talk about it. The next day he bahaves as normal, but you still try to see what is wrong.

When you tried to talk to him, Gyutaro scratches himself, hard. It's enough to tear skin and make him bleed. "NeEeEe, just cut it out! Go with someone that is not as ugly and disgusting as me! Neee! You can have anyone so stop nagging me, ne..." It's inpossible to comfort him, Gyutaro is convinced that is just matter of time before someone else can take your attention from him. You try everything, but he doesn't believe that he can compete with whoever flirts with you.

Again, he easily acts as always later on when you drop the subject and he doesn't act upon it ever, but he is still jealous and bottling it up. He is resigned and doesn't see reason to do anything as long as you fon't bother him.

Gyokko:

Most of all, Gyokko is offended. How dare them to flirt with his darling in front of him? The disrespect! Second of all, he kills them. Easy as that, he doesn't ask questions or even react beyond that. Just a gasp, some few seconds to get even more offended and then he summons tentacles for them to torture that person.

After that, with the agonizing from behind as the tentacles squeeze, pull and twist limbs, breaking bones and ripping flesh, he just starts complaining to you, similar as if he had a bad experience at WalMart. "Can you believe it? They acted as if I wasn't even there! There is no respect anymore!"

Besides that, he understand that it's not your fault and doesn't take it out on you, but he is going to complain for hours straight. And heaven's forbid he remembers it later when talking with someone else, because he will spend hours complaining again. "Don't interrupt me, I'm not finished. As I was saying, it was insulting! How dare they?" And there is no way stopping it.

Sekido:

If Sekido is always angry, how could you explain how he's feeling now. Livid? Not enough. Furious? Not enough. There are no words to describe his rage, except one phrase. "You're jealous..." you say incredulous as he pants after having stabbed the person who was flirting with you with his staff.... plural. There are like 14 still electrified, five on the chest and stomach without fully going in to not pierce organs and the one he just killed him with, the head.

"Don't say that crap, they just made me angry!" He tries to explain himself, but... this is a lot for only "being angry" "Why did they have to flirt with you?" He mutters under his breath, he is still mand but doesn't want to take it out of you.... yet. He will if you become too annoying. You just let it be because after what you just saw you don't want to be beaten up by Sekido.

It passes after a while, and he even apologizes... for the wrong reasons... "Sorry for causing an scene. I was just so angry! I'll try to be more discreet next time." Still, you take it and shrug, there is nothing you can do anyway, he would not have stopped even if you asked.

Karaku:

Karaku is a chill dude, very relaxed. He can't get jealous, can he? "Oh, we are flirting with Y/N? Well, you had your turn already, my friend. Now is mine, so get lost." He is still chill as he throws himself over you, passing his arm over your shoulder and getting his face just inches from yours. He proceeds to flirt and rizz like the sex god he is, not caring if the other party is still there or not. "Babe, do ya like it when strangers flirt with ya~? Totally deserve it, ya know? Cuz you're so hot and cute one just wants ya~."

He really is chill about it, it's not fake or repressed. He is ok with others flirting with you, what he is not ok is others going around thinking they have a chance. "But they must know you are mine, ya know? Should we give them a show for them to realize it?" He kisses and licks your face.

"KARAKU!" You scream, face red because of how shameless he is as he grabs his own pants. Once he heard you Karaku starts laughing, only to start teasing you. "Sorry love, you're right. I'll leave some for the bedroom.~!"

Urogi:

"GET OFF MY Y/N!" Urogi attacks that person the second you make eye contact with him, taking it as a permission and an ask for help from your part. He is ok with people talking to you, but flirting? "Y/N IS MINE!" He takes them to the sky, grabbing them by his feet to them give a sonic scream once they are 200 feet high and drop them.

Then back down he stabs them with his claws. Once they are finally dead he brings the corpse to you (the eyes are missing, and you know he ate them. But he gor hungry, ok?) "Did I do good? Y/N, did I do good? I protected you, so I deserve a reward, right?" If he was a dog instead of a bird he would be wiggling his tail happy and proud, you can basically feel him shining. C'mon, how are you supposed to scold that?

"Yes, you did good. But don't do it again, ok?" He lunges over you to hug you joyfully. "Yay! Does this mean I can eat them? You don't mind?" Like a dog, he asks permission. And they are dead anyway, so there is nothing that should stop it. So you neither don't look at Urogi while being flirted or put a good poker face."Yummy!"

Aizetsu:

"I'm feeling sad." He tells you, tugging weakly your arm, pouting. "Y/N, I'm sad. Can I please have a hug? Please?" The person who was talking to you looks slight offended, not only for being interrupted, but the fact you switched all your attention to those sad eyes beghing for your attention. How were you supposed to not cuddle him?

Aizetsu smiles a little at them, who were flirting with you, just before burrying his face into you, arms wraped in a hug. He knows what he is doing. He gets needy whenever he gets jealous, but instead of having an outburst Aizetsu used his sad puppy eyes on you and makes sure that you only look at him besides showing the other party who is the one you answer to.

There are times he makes himself look so pitiful that you don't even notice that he isn't sadder than usual, he just wants you to stop talking with other people. "Thank you, I really needed. Sorry for being a bother." What a baby.

Nakime:

You didn't even know Nakime could get jealous. But now you just saw her opening a door in the floor to drop someone into her castle only because they told you some pick-up lines. You know you are not going to be seeing them again... ever. If she just send them away, killed them or just trapped them in her fortress, you have no idea.

If you bring it up with her, she plays dumb, even if there is no denying that it was her biwa, her castle, her demon blood art, her. "I don't recall doing so. Are you ok, though? They seemed like a bother." She will speak soflty and gently, smiling a bit to you. That is so scaru you don't push the issue.

At the end you both act as if nothing happened, but she will be doing it again without shame or guilt. She always knows, so forget having flirty people in your life.

Akaza:

Akaza has always been protective, not liking when others get near since he is forever paranoid something bad will happen if he isn't there. In other words, he is easy to make jealous. "Y/N IS NOT INTERESTED YOU PIECE OF-" he goes off to attack inmediately, and it just takes one uncomfortable look in your face for Akaza to kill them. But at least he kills them rather fast instead of torturing them.

"You didn't need to go that far." You try and get him to apologize easily. He was too fast for you to be able to do anything about it, but he would have stopped if you told him. "It's just that we are together. We are together and it makes me mad when others don't understand it ot let us be." He answers honestly. Akaza still understands that you can't control other people's actions so he would never take it out on you.

On contrary, he is the one to comfort and spoil you after it to apologize his outburst. He is usually very relaxed with you, so it was a bit scary, still he won't be doing it again unless (he will only attack if you are being hurted).

Douma:

Douma is bad at feelings, bad with his own feelings, that you already knew. But he does understand the desire of others respecting distance or possesions (not that he ever cared), he would not like others taking his fans or his food away, for example. It's a similar sensation when they try to convince you to go un a date, even after you already said no several times. "Understand already that I don't want anything with you!"

Douma doesn't act, at all. He doesn't even know what of all of the situation he is against. If he dislikes anything that person, if he dislikes your actions or their actions, if he dislikes how tired you look, or if he dislikes how repetitive it is the scene, he doesn't know, so he can't act upon it right away. He just knows he doesn't like it.

That doesn't stop him from killing that person, who was still part of his cult, and eating him greedily. He still doesn't understand it, but it's definetely better. It could be that his stomach is full, it could be that they are gone, it could be that he just did something good and let them have an eternal life inside him. "Y/N, if something like this happens ever again, please tell me. I will deal with it."

Kokushibou:

Kokushibou is petty, but really petty about it. When he sees you being flirted by someone else he just... stares. And stares from afar, blank face yet you can see in his eyes both the yearning and resentment... x3. Then the second you look at him he looks any other way, and if you try to make a step towards him Kokushibou will basically run away. And then starts to avoid you. CAN HE GET ANY MORE PETTY?! He can, actually. He is yet to start making poetry about heartbreak, the one you catched him doing when you were fibally able to get close and talk to him after two weeks.

"Why do you let them speak to you like that? It's inappropriate." Well, it's not like you can do anything but reject their advances, like you did. But number one here is very insecure, so the fact that others flirt with you scare him and he dislikes that. "Kokushibou, please. You know I love you, and only you." But as a good lover you start to list why you like him and think he is better than everyone else. He becomes shy and runs away again.

But at least, once he gets over the outburst of his insecurity, is over is easy to reasure. Besides, apart from being a bit rude and shy, he doesn't hurt anyone.

[ca-suffit]

I have a kind of dumb disorganized question. Do you think we’ll revisit the reasoning for the San Francisco memory alteration in season 3? I might be just missing something but I don’t think there’s actually an established reason for Armand altering Louis memory? I tend to think we’re all in alignment that Armand made the edit for both Louis and Daniel, (again showcasing how the power dynamics in Loumand are kind of deceptive - Armand is just much more powerful than Louis both socially in the world and as a vampire) but I’m just not sure what the reasoning is?

I saw a kind of interesting post out in the wild proposing that Louis actually did ask Armand to alter that memory and while I think that’s interesting in the abstract, I can’t divorce the race/power dynamics angles that would call into question (delegitimizating what Louis has been through). Which brings me back to, for a number of reasons I do think the intended read is Armand erased the memory from Louis’ mind without his knowledge. But I’m back to the question of why? It kind of seems like Loumand is in the same spot before and after the mind wipe to me, is there another layer here I missed?

I think we'll learn more about it somewhere in the show as it progresses, yes, cuz it's too big of a mystery to leave unanswered.

this is sort of an aside before I get into it, but I keep thinking of the extent of these powers. we don't know a lot about it still. armand seems aware that recollection is possible, bcuz he's not ttly surprised when he sees that daniel and louis have remembered stuff. so I think it's interesting why he chose that moment and not others and I'm still piecing together thoughts about it as a whole.

anyway tho. this is potentially a headcanon as my answer, so remember that bcuz I'm def not trying to say this is "the" answer. I have no idea fr.

armand's "explanation" in 2x6 could be a whole post itself but that's sort of ot so I'm just going with what the "truth" was otherwise for so long. let's look at the phrasing of it.

armand doesn't forget that louis thought daniel was "fascinating." he also didn't forget what louis said it meant for their relationship that he stay alive. if we consider that armand has awareness that memories might partially or fully return, placing himself as responsible for seeing the "fascinating" qualities in daniel first and "saving" him from louis makes him look better than what rly happened. without the actual audio from that time period, neither of them prbly would have remembered the rly "bad" parts. I'm gonna guess armand knows this too as he's shown unwinding tapes (I know they're not *the* tapes but still, the visual is there for a reason....alongside editing claudia's diaries too) and obviously this part of the interview was *not* kept to the og version anyone had access to that he was aware of.

assad said in an interview (sry I forget which one rn) that armand is thrown off when he speaks to louis about turning madeleine. when louis kisses him and then walks away, like he could walk away at any moment from the whole relationship and be fine without it. armand in the show says he'd be "nothing" without louis. I'm not sure when it starts exactly but there is a point where armand puts himself in the position of always knowing what's "best" for louis. it's a subtle manipulation and not what louis was used to from lestat. it gives the illusion of being cared for by someone who loves u instead of being controlled. armand knows that louis thinks he's boring so he has to do something to create a world where he isn't....or at least where louis thinks highly of him for *something.*

I always saw a lot of daniel paralleling jonah in this. both of them live to old age even tho their existence is painful to some of the most powerful vampires who could have killed them in a second. killing either of them would drive the wedge between them (lestat and armand) and louis even further tho, and they both know that. it also won't fix the issue. ya ok so jonah *did* have more of a history with louis before that moment than daniel did but it's still the same thing of "why do u feel this for someone else and not me? what is wrong with *me* that we don't have this?" especially cuz both points of interest are humans compared to vampire partners. lestat prbly kept tabs on jonah his whole life too.

so that's as much as I've had thoughts on this anyway. idk if it helps.

oh also ia and I don't think louis would ask to erase anything either. this is a man who keeps pebbles in his ankles to remember claudia's death. louis is so full of catholic guilt that there's no way that man would ask to forget *anything* that hurts him.

[antianakin]

@theneutralmime

Okay, so there's two things being discussed in here that I will try to answer separately.

The first is about Obi-Wan "lying" to Luke about the Darth Vader/Anakin distinction and implying that they're separate people. I tend to agree with you that Obi-Wan isn't doing this for his OWN sake, but is in fact doing it for Luke's because Luke ISN'T READY to hear the truth yet. Mark Hamill has said that he sort-of sees the moment on Bespin when Luke falls away from Vader as almost like a suicide in some respects. If you take that as your interpretation of what happens in that scene, then it's pretty clear that Obi-Wan wasn't wrong about Luke not being ready for this particular truth.

Even if you don't take that as your personal interpretation, I feel like assuming that Obi-Wan was separating Vader and Anakin for his OWN benefit is just a disingenuous reading of the text. Once the truth is out and Luke calls him on it, Obi-Wan has no issue discussing the topic more overtly. And Obi-Wan is incredibly calm when facing Vader in ANH, there's no obvious conflict in him during that sequence. He knows who he's facing, he knows what it means to him, and he's prepared to manage it. He's completely in balance, which is why he's able to just let himself go in the end. If Obi-Wan were truly incapable of handling the whole CONCEPT of Anakin being Vader, I feel like we'd have seen way more distress in him in this film and in this sequence, and we'd see him attempting to try to continue the practice when conversing about it with Luke in ROTJ.

What they have Obi-Wan do in the Kenobi show is actually the OPPOSITE of what everyone assumes is happening. Obi-Wan isn't forced to separate them in his head because he can't deal with the pain of thinking about it, he's just choosing to mourn the version of Anakin that he remembers, the version of Anakin he raised and loved. He HAS to move on, he has to let go, or he'll remain as stuck in the past as Anakin himself is and won't be of any use to anyone. I do love that the separation seems to come more from Anakin himself than from Obi-Wan, something that the Kenobi show didn't even begin. We see Anakin say something similar to Luke in ROTJ and Ahsoka in Rebels, too. Anakin being incapable of coming to terms with what he's done and therefore having to separate who he was from who he's choosing to be is ENTIRELY in character for him. Anakin CAN'T accept change, he CAN'T accept reality, that's such a major core of who Anakin is and why he does the things he does. What Obi-Wan is doing is just accepting that Anakin has CHANGED, that he's choosing to be a Sith, and so he can mourn the person he remembers while accepting that the person who currently exists is now his enemy (and not someone he can save).

Which leads nicely into your second question which is about whether Obi-Wan WANTED Luke to kill Anakin or not. Let's look at what the dialogue is.

Luke: There IS still good in him. Obi-Wan: He's more machine now, than man. Twisted and evil. Luke: I can't do it, Ben. Obi-Wan: You cannot escape your destiny. You must face Darth Vader again. Luke: I can't kill my own father. Obi-Wan: Then the Emperor has already won. You were our only hope.

Now, personally, this doesn't scream to me of Obi-Wan WANTING Luke to kill Anakin so much as it does Obi-Wan recognizing that so long as the Sith remain alive and in power, there will never be peace.

However, you will notice that Obi-Wan never actually SAYS that Luke has to kill Vader. He says that Luke has to FACE Vader. This is important because the OT is, for many reasons, LUKE'S story. It's not actually Anakin's. And one of the major things happening for Luke across ESB and ROTJ is that he has to face his own darkness and accept it in order to rise above it. That's what Vader represents. Vader is not the tragic hero Anakin Skywalker at this point, he's just the physical manifestation of Luke's own darkness. Obviously you can choose to look at this scene with all of the context of Anakin's story from the Prequels and TCW and all the numerous other things that have been released since then that explore Anakin's character further and add more nuance to him. But the truth of the matter is that this scene was written long before any of that was out there in the world. Lucas had some idea of how that story was going to look, he'd written out a certain amount of it, but it wasn't something that was SUPER impacting the story being told in THIS film. This film is NOT Anakin's story. It just isn't.

And the other thing that happens in this scene is the revelation of Leia as Luke's sister. So not only are they discussing the manifestation of Luke's darkness, but they're bringing in a representation of LIGHT, as well, of Luke's GOODNESS. His love for Leia, for this person who's done nothing but fight for peace and freedom since we've met her, who's most well-known line is about HOPE, who is constantly being dressed in white to help get all of that across. THAT'S the other side of the coin. So this scene is telling us that obviously Luke HAS good in him, of course he does, but that he also needs to accept that he has the capacity for darkness, too, or that goodness can be corrupted towards evil, the same way his father's was.

Balance means making the choice to face your own darkness and accept it in order to be able to control it so that you do not succumb to it. And balance is what makes the Jedi who they are. Luke will never be a true Jedi until he achieves balance, and he can't achieve balance until he faces his darkness. So sure, what's happening on the surface is that Obi-Wan is telling Luke that he has to be willing to face the possibility that he's going to have to kill his own father. Other people have pointed out that, with additional context from things like the Prequels and even the Kenobi show, Obi-Wan is saying that Anakin likely won't GIVE Luke another option and that Luke needs to be able to do better than Obi-Wan, finish the job Obi-Wan was unable to complete before. And I'm happy to sort-of incorporate that more Watsonian idea into the Doylist concept of Luke just needing to face his own darkness, but the Doylist one HAS to come first and so many people choose to ignore it in favor of just getting mad at Obi-Wan for telling Luke he might have to kill his father or everything is doomed. Looking at it like that is really such a surface-level reading of the scene that ignores all of the deeper meaning of the entire story Luke has gone on over the course of three films, to me.

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She Thought She was Normal

This chapter is the SMUT. If you're under 18, walk away.

Story Summary: Maria really thought she was normal, for most of her life. It was normal for people to have natural talent, she would tell herself the older she got. Many things came easy for her, and that was probably how their rivalry began when she was five and he was seven and she met the Winchesters. Little did either of them know that it wouldn't stay like that forever, both having a far larger destiny than they could imagine.

Please don't take my work. I'll post warnings for each chapter. This is the Chapter 18+!

Word Count: 5678

Warnings: SPS, SMUT! (told you it was coming), Fluff, Loss of Virginity, Unprotected sex (Remember to wrap it up, you're not a Nephilim)

----------------------------------------- Chapter 23 Pt. 2

He smirked a bit but didn’t reply. Jess would at least keep Sam out of the shower room. It was Dean that Maria was mildly worried about. She grabbed a pair of grey sweats and an oversized, worn-in light blue t-shirt before she headed to the shower room.

It had an open floor plan with several showering areas and several sinks across from the showers. It reminded her of the gym locker rooms a high school would have where several people could shower at once. The front of all the shower stalls were open, with no curtain. She wasn’t overly fond of the color though. Maria set her things down on one of the benches before undressing and heading to one of the shower stalls. She didn’t mind, figuring no one would bother her.

Jess hadn’t been kidding about the shower pressure. The smaller bathrooms were great but this felt like it was on a whole new level, massage level pressure. She thought perhaps it was for the higher-ranking Men of Letters. She let the hot water just flow over her tense muscles. It felt amazing and she let herself get lost in the feeling, as well as her body relaxing. So much so, that she didn’t even realize anyone had gone into the shower room.

He had seen the steam coming out of the shower room and had gotten too curious not to look. It could only be one person and he knew it. There was a small smirk on his lips as he went through the open door of the room, seeing the steam emanating from the second stall. He couldn’t see her, not from where he was standing, so he slowly inched closer. Dean leaned against the sink that was across from the shower stall she was in, taking in the sight of her as the water flowed down her body.

“Was your shower occupied?” he asked her, a bit teasingly, with his arms crossed, smirking.

She screamed slightly, surprised before she looked over at him, putting her hand over her racing heart, trying to catch her breath. Once she did though, she rolled her eyes, “Just come here to window shop some more?” she retorted in a teasing way before leaning back under the flow of water.

Dean had to take a deep breath as his eyes slowly trailed down her body and then back up it, “You look good all wet like that,” he teased her, seductively. Maria grabbed the shampoo and began washing her hair, but glanced at him. She debated several things but after the research she’d done, she wasn’t sure if she was ready to take that particular plunge or cause him any pain if she couldn’t. She sighed and focused on her hair, “I don’t want to hurt you…” she replied.

He looked at her, somewhat confused, “Why do you think you’ll hurt me? I’m just watching you,” he asked, perplexed.

“I know what happens, to guys… when they get too turned on and don’t get that… release…” she replied, a bit shyly, “and well, I don’t want to do that to you.”

Dean managed to keep himself from chuckling at her, “Is that what you were looking up earlier?” he asked, finding her quite amusing but also sweet.

She blushed and couldn’t look over at him, “Uh… kind of…”

He pushed off the sink, arms still crossed, and walked closer to her shower stall, staying back far enough that he wouldn’t get wet, “Then, if you looked that up, there are other ways. We don’t have to have sex,” he told her, licking his lips and taking in the sight of her. He could look at her all day, and so much more.

Maria rinsed her hair, tilting her head back into the flow of water and Dean bit his lip, taking a deep breath. He watched how the suds from the shampoo in her hair traveled down her body with the flow of the water. She glanced over at him afterward, and blushed because of how he was looking at her, “I know… I’m, well…” she looked away and sighed, “I’m shy, okay?”

He took another deep breath and looked up at her, debating his next words, “Do you trust me?” he asked her, softly. He had no intentions of pushing her into anything she wasn’t wanting to do. He could however see her curiosity.

She felt those anxious feelings again, and forced herself to take a deep breath, attempting to calm them, then nodded her head a bit, “Mmhhmm,” she hummed nervously.

Go slow, Dean told himself as he undressed and got in the shower with her. She’d barely looked over at him, but once he was standing in front of her, she looked up at him, her chest tightening again. He smiled softly at her though, setting his hands on her upper arms.

“It’s okay, we can go slow and we’ll only do what you’re comfortable with. Okay?” he told her, and she could see the sincerity in his eyes.

She took another deep breath and nodded her head a little as she looked up into his eyes. His soft smile and gentle gaze helped relax her. His heart was pounding in his chest as he reached up and caressed her cheek before he leaned down and kissed her. It was slow at first, gentle as he let his other hand move up her arm, over her shoulder, and then down her back. She had to break the kiss between them to take a deep breath as her body shivered under his touch. It was far more intense than she thought it would be.

“Are you okay?” he asked, concerned, leaving his hand on the small of her back, just resting there.

“Yeah… just didn’t realize, umm… how sensitive I was…” she replied, attempting to calm her breathing. She knew she was sensitive, just not to this extent. No one had ever touched her, not like this.

He had remembered that from when she’d gotten her tattoo and the research he’d done on SPS. He already knew what he was getting into and was actually looking forward to it, “If you want me to stop, just let me know, okay?” he told her, gently, gazing down into her eyes.

Again she nodded a bit. Dean slowly moved her so that he was under the water and she was in front of him before he leaned down and kissed her neck, loving the way she inhaled deeply. He took his hand from her cheek and slid it down her arm, then gently moved her hand so that it was on his chest. He held it there for a moment as he slowly peppered her neck and shoulder with kisses, feeling his breathing increase with how she was responding. 

She’d read plenty but nothing could have prepared her for the actual experience. The one thing she hadn’t taken into account was how sensitive her body was. Dean’s lips sent electricity through her body, down all her nerves, right to her core. When he’d moved her hand though, she just let her hand sit there feeling his heart rate under her touch. She finally moved her hand along his chest, now feeling his muscles flexed under her fingers and he groaned into her neck. 

Go slow, he told himself again as he felt her other hand now on his back, moaning quietly against the flesh of her neck. He let his hands slowly move along her body, starting on her back, before they found their way to her sides, then her hips where he gripped them, just a bit. When he heard that soft moan leave her lips, he smirked happily, letting his right hand move up her side, along her ribs, and just under her breast. He felt her body almost quiver at that. 

Her heart was pounding, her body felt like it was on fire, and there was a feeling building that she’d never felt before, but she was enjoying it, immensely. She found a bit of courage though, and leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on his collarbone. Their bodies were practically touching and she felt his hardness against her body but couldn’t bring herself to look there. When she felt him brush his finger over her nipple though, she felt like her knees were going to give out on her, and she bit her lip, attempting to stifle another moan.

He felt her relax a little as her hands began slowly moving over his body, his muscles flexing under her touch and he loved the way her soft hands felt against his skin. Dean gently took her nipple between his fingers, teasing it, loving the sounds that she made, music to his ears. He let his other hand slowly move down her thigh, teasing the outside before his fingers danced across the front, then moved more to her center.

“Dean… I…” she attempted, but her knees were already almost too weak to keep her standing.

He quickly moved both his hands and held her up at her hips before he looked down at her. Her cheeks were red. She was breathing heavily and all he could do was smile, “It’s okay, I’ve got you. If you want to keep going, we can always head to one of our rooms,” he suggested but didn’t push.

She smiled a bit, her body still feeling fairly shaky, “Might not be a bad idea,” she breathed, biting her bottom lip a bit, more in anticipation than anything.

Dean smiled more with that before he reached back and turned off the water. He helped her out of the shower stall and handed her a towel while he grabbed one for himself. She watched him, taking in his physical appearance. She’d never really looked, not before last night when she’d seen him without a shirt on. And now, she almost couldn’t take her eyes off of him. The way his body looked reminded her of those statues that you’d find in a museum, only much more endowed. A small smirk formed on her lips as she finally turned away from him to dry her hair a bit so it wasn’t dripping. He mostly dried off, then just wrapped the towel around his waist. Dean gathered his clothes, then both her piles of clothes as she wrapped her towel around her, over her chest. “Come on,” he smiled, nodding toward the door. 

She again bit her lip, trying to keep from smiling more than she already was but followed him. The hallway floor was cold under her bare feet and she shivered a little. Something she’d never done was pleasure herself. That might sound weird to some but with the path of revenge she’d gone on, it just wasn’t part of her priorities. She’d been lost in thought as she followed him, watching the ways his muscles flexed while he walked, wanting to touch him, and that made her smile again. At least the fear had retreated, she thought to herself, then looked down at the floor. She took a deep breath, feeling more anticipation now, almost bumping into him when he stopped, not having been paying attention. So, as a save, she just wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her body against his back, then kissed along the back of his shoulder.

He groaned when he felt her lips against his skin and closed his eyes for a moment, his hand on the doorknob to his room, the other holding their clothes. His cock twitched under his towel before he finally opened the door to his room. He also heard her giggle a little before she let go of him and slid inside his room, under his arm. Little minx, he thought to himself, smiling. Dean went into his room and closed the door, again reminding himself to go slow with her. He set their clothes on his desk before he looked back over to her. Dean took note of her expression and her body language. She was smiling a little, looking like a mix of nervous and excited. Her hair was a bit messy and some of it had fallen over her shoulders. If only she knew how utterly beautiful he found her.

“We can still stop, any time you want. Okay?” he told her softly as he stepped closer, setting his hands on her hips again.

She took a deep breath as she looked up at him, this time putting her arms over his shoulders, lacing her fingers behind his neck, tilting her head a little, “Thanks, for being so patient with me.”

He smirked happily. She could swear that was just how he smiled. Then he leaned down and kissed her, again beginning slowly, teasing at her bottom lip with his tongue. She knew he was asking for access, and she allowed it, their tongues dancing intimately as she felt him give her hips a gentle squeeze before she closed her eyes. Dean slowly moved his hand up her side, finding the top of her towel where she’d tucked it together, then, let it fall to the floor. She shivered for a moment before she felt his hands on her again, slowly, gently letting his fingers dance along her skin, tracing the curves of her body.

All he could do was remind himself to go slow, at her pace, and not move too quickly. He knew all of this was a first for her and she was the most physically sensitive woman he’d ever been with. Dean slowly moved her over to the bed, helping her sit down on the edge before he broke the kiss with her.

“Get comfortable,” he told her gently.

She took a deep breath. Her entire body felt like it was warm and the cool air was nice but it didn’t feel as though it was helping her cool off any. She bit her bottom lip before she slid herself up near the pillows, laying down on her back. For a moment, she stared at the ceiling, trying to slow her breathing down, as well as her racing heart, her hands on her stomach. Maria was comfortable with her body, so lying naked there didn’t bother her.

“You okay, Sweetheart?” he asked her, standing at the foot of the bed for a moment. One thing he didn’t want was for her to feel pushed into doing anything she wasn’t ready for.

Maria partially sat up, using her elbows as braces, tilting her head a bit, trying not to smile like a giddy teenager, “Yeah, I’m okay. Just too warm to get under the covers.”

Dean took a deep breath, taking in the sight of her lying there, in his bed, licked his lips as he sucked the bottom one between his teeth. God she was beautiful, he thought to himself. He left his towel on, hoping it would help him at least not rush. She watched him as he climbed on the bed and laid on his side, as close to her as he could, propping himself up with his elbow. Maria laid back down and looked into his eyes, a soft, appreciative smile played into her expression. However, when she felt his fingers along her skin again, she inhaled deeply.

He watched her close her eyes as his hand explored her body, slowly, tracing her curves with his fingers. The quiet moans and whimpers she was making were music to his ears. When his hand reached her stomach, where her hands were, she slowly moved them, one to her side, between them, the other to his chest, before she opened her eyes and looked up at him again. He had a soft smile as he leaned down and kissed her, going slowly. Butterfly kisses, she thought to herself as she closed her eyes again, kissing him back, remembering to breathe between them. She felt his hand move further down along her stomach, then moaned into the kiss when his fingers began tracing her tattoo.

Dean began kissing along her jaw, moving to her neck, slowly as he slid his hand further down, then along the top of her thigh. He felt the muscles in her thigh tense for a moment, then moved his hand down, along her inner thigh. She wanted to say something, anything about how intense his touch felt, but the only thing that came out of her mouth was his name, in a soft, quiet moan. He smirked against her collarbone as he gently pulled at her thigh. Her legs shook a bit as she moved her them, opening them for him. For now, all she could really do, was lay there and let him touch her, the sensations more intense than she could have imagined. 

For a moment, he just held her thigh, gently but firmly before he looked into her eyes again, “Sweetheart, if you want to stop, just let me know,” he whispered, sincerely.

She took a deep breath, meeting his gaze, “I know. It’s okay…” she managed, through heavy breaths. It felt like wherever he touched it sent electricity through her nerves and straight to her core, and her body felt hot. She knew the technical terms for all of it, so knew it was normal and she was enjoying all of it in ways she had never imagined she would.

He leaned down, kissing her again, as his hand slid slowly up her inner thigh, brushing his fingers along her skin. She moaned into the butterfly kisses but the moment his fingers touched that little bundle of nerves, her body moved on its own. Her back arched and her nails dug a bit into his chest, as she felt what she could only describe as a coil in her stomach tighten. Dean groaned when he felt her nails, deepening the kiss with her, and she reciprocated. He slowly made circles on the little bundle, feeling her body tensing, quickly, as well as her breathing becoming heavy and hard. He slid his finger down, along her slit. God, she was so wet, he smirked into the kiss as she whimpered with his movements. He slowly slid one finger inside her but didn’t go deep, just a little to tease her as his thumb found her clit again, pressing and circling it slowly. It hit her, overtaking all her senses as that coil snapped inside her. He felt her clench around his finger and he helped her ride out the first orgasm of her entire life. 

Maria’s body was shaking when he pulled away from the kiss and looked down at her. She was out of breath, her chest heaving, little droplets of sweat along her forehead, and body. He didn’t move his hand from where it was but stayed still as he looked down at her, smiling a little. Dean was rock hard and God did he want her. He wanted to feel her wrapped around his cock with her walls quivering and throbbing as he was deep inside her, but one thing Dean was good at, was restraint. 

When she finally caught her breath, she looked over and up at him, speechless. All he could do was smile. He still hadn’t moved his hand away, “Can I do something else? Or, would you rather I stopped?” he asked in an intimate whisper, seeing the desire still in her eyes.

If only he’d asked her a simple yes or no question, she thought to herself, barely able to think with his hand where it was and how her body still felt like it was tingling all over, “The… uhh… the first one,” she answered, attempting to think through how her body felt.

He began kissing along her neck, slowly moving down her body, occasionally moving his thumb on her clit as her body moved on its own again. Her hips barely thrust into his touch. He smirked against her skin as he kissed down her chest, along the top of her breast, before he teased her nipple with his tongue. Her back arched again as she moaned his name, music to his ears, taking her nipple in his mouth, sucking, licking, even nibbling a little, loving the sounds that came from her mouth.

That coil in her stomach began building again with what he was doing and she moaned his name again. He felt her walls beginning to tighten around his finger, so he moved from her nipple and kissed tenderly down her stomach, moving his body as well. She was attempting to catch her breath when he left her nipple alone, but the cool air of his room against the dampness he’d left behind, kept it hard, and tingly. 

Dean repositioned himself so that he was between her legs, gently spreading them further apart as his lips moved along her tattoo, causing her to moan again. He smirked against her skin again, kissing further down, then flicked his tongue where his thumb had been. She half sat up, and he glanced up at her, but he didn’t move. He watched her breathing heavily, then gently flicked his tongue over her little bundle of nerves again. It was almost too much for her, the sensation. Not in an overstimulation way, but the way electricity shot through her entire body, hitting every nerve along the way. She put her knees up, still half sitting up, and looked down at him finally. 

He took note of the desire in her eyes and wrapped his other arm around her thigh, to hold her in place, firmly but gently before he sucked her clit into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue. He never took his eyes off of her, then hummed, causing her to scream out his name as her body shook and she clenched around the finger he still had inside her. She had tried to squirm away from him, but he held her as he helped her ride out the waves of her orgasm, feeling how her body shook and spasmed in his grasp. She tasted amazing and he groaned at the thought of being inside her. His groan against her clit made her body spasm again before she lay flat on her back, out of breath. 

Dean barely moved from where he was, “You okay Sweetheart?” he asked, smirking and proud of himself. But at the same time, he felt something else. He was her first, with all of this and that pulled at something in his heart. 

“My God Dean…” she replied through a heavy breaths.

He chuckled a little, “And think, we’ve barely done anything,” he teased her playfully.

She looked down at him, furrowing her brow with a playful glare, “Smartass,” she teased him and laid her head back on the pillow again, still out of breath.

Dean smirked, then slowly slid a second finger inside her, still not going deep. He could feel her hymen and wasn’t about to break that without her consent. 

“Mmmmm….” she moaned, her hips moving to meet his fingers, almost wanting to feel them deeper inside her.

He took a deep breath, gently stroking her thigh as he leaned his head on her other one, “If I go deeper… it might hurt, but not for long. I hope at least. I’m not sure how your sensitivity will affect that,” he told her, in the most comforting way and stopped moving his fingers. He wanted her to be able to think straight.

She took several slow, deep breaths. Maria knew what he was asking, telling her. She hadn’t planned to go that far and part of her felt nervous again. Dean felt the shift in how she was feeling, so he moved so that he was lying beside her again, slowly removing his fingers. He did lick them clean though, making her chuckle a little.

“I told you, your pace,” he smiled down at her. He was rock hard and he did want her but he wasn’t about to push her.

She took another, slow deep breath and looked up at him, pursing her lips together. The softness in his expression made her smile a little and the fire of desire in his eyes made her muscles tense in want. Maria bit her bottom lip as she turned onto her side to face him so he slid his hand onto her hip. First, she set her hand on his chest, as she looked into his eyes, then let her hand move down his body, feeling his muscles tense and flex under her touch. He bit his lip and closed his eyes, trying not to moan at how soft her touch was against his skin. 

There had been plenty in her research earlier that had helped her understand not only what he wanted but also what he needed. She leaned closer, kissing his neck, moving her hand further down, and opened his towel. Her fingers played along his skin and she made sure not to tickle him as she moved lower still. He gripped her hip a little tighter when he felt the side of her hand brush against his hard cock, making it twitch. She smiled against the skin of his chest as she moved her hand so that her fingers started at his base, teasing up the side of his shaft, slowly, then back down the top of it. A low growl rumbled from his chest.

She gently wrapped her hand around him, not firmly, not yet. She moved her hand, up and down his shaft, causing him to moan again. He reached down and stopped her though, taking a moment to breathe before he looked at her. 

“You don’t have to,” he tried to tell her, a bit gruffly, and she looked at him somewhat puzzled.

“But… I want to,” she replied, still slightly confused as to why he’d stop her.

He bit his lip before he let go of her hand, then gently moved her a bit so that her left foot was on the bed, her knee bent, and he slid his hand down, cupping her heat. Her hand twitched, gripping him a little firmer and he kissed her, deeply. Dean slid two fingers inside her but before he could stop, just before her hymen, she rolled her hips, pushing his fingers deeper inside her. There was minimal pain with how wet she was, but she still had to take a deep breath. He didn’t move his fingers and leaned his forehead against hers.

“Just breathe Sweetheart,” he told her softly.

She took a couple of slow, deep breaths. He felt her walls involuntarily clenching and unclenching around his fingers at the breaking of her hymen but also due to the spot his fingers had hit, within her. Dean waited until she relaxed before he slowly moved his fingers a little deeper, then slid them partially out. He did that for a few strokes until he felt her hips move into his hand, which pushed his fingers even deeper inside her. She moaned quietly, slowly moving her hand over his cock again as it twitched in her hand. Dean continued to go slow with his fingers, and once he was buried, knuckle deep, he curled his fingers, eliciting a moan as she arched her back, gripping him tighter. He growled lowly as he leaned down and kissed her. 

This time the kisses were deeper, more passionate, and needy. He moved his hips with her hand as she moved her hips with his fingers. His thumb found her clit again, and as he rubbed it, he slid a third finger inside her, causing her to pull away from the kiss and moan his name. Neither of them had planned on this going this far, let alone further. She was tight around his fingers, and if she wanted more, he’d have to stretch her out or he knew he’d hurt her, and that was the last thing he wanted.

He slowed his movements and looked down at her again just as she looked up at him, a bit puzzled, but completely lost in the passion, “You okay?” she asked him, through a heavy breath.

Dean took a deep breath, “Yeah. I’m okay,” he replied softly, smiling a little. He wanted to ask her so badly to be inside her but didn’t want to push her.

She stopped moving her hand and tilted her head, just a bit, then bit her lip. She wasn’t sure how to ask him. Everything that went through her mind sounded completely stupid. So, she moved her hand off of his cock, then shifted a little and slid her arm under his side. That had made him move a little, lifting his side off the bed. She took the opportunity and used her arm to gently nudge him closer to her. He practically held his breath.

“You sure?” he asked, still checking in with her as his heart began to race at the thought.

She bit her lip, trying to keep herself from smiling too much, and nodded her head. Maria did want him but it was far beyond a physical level, and she knew it. Dean’s heart was pounding in his chest as he moved so that he was over her, still holding himself up with his arm, his fingers still inside her. He leaned down and kissed her as she put her arms around him, holding his body against hers. Go slow, he reminded himself again, moaning into the heated kiss. Dean played with her for a few more moments before he slid his fingers from her, now using both his elbows to hold himself up. She felt his hardness pressed against her thigh as he shifted between her legs, and she then felt him pressed against her core. Her walls clenched around nothing feeling the heat of his cock along her slit and clit. 

Dean moved his hips so that he rubbed against her, and she attempted to arch her back again, moaning at the contact, but with their bodies pressed against each other, she didn’t move far. She moved her hips with his, then slid them down, just enough to where she felt his head at her entrance. He pulled away from the kiss and looked into her eyes, a silent question. She nodded, slowly moving her hips so that his head slid inside her a little. They both moaned at the feeling. He took a deep breath as he inched further inside her, pausing at times, giving her time to adjust to the feeling.

She felt like she was on fire, the coil in her stomach threatened to snap at any moment, just with the way he inched inside her. It felt more amazing than she could have ever imagined and she dug her nails into his back. Every time he made a noise it only turned her on further. All her nerves felt as though they were not only completely exposed but also electrified. When he finally bottomed out, he just stayed there, both of them breathing heavily for a moment as he laid his forehead against her shoulder. She felt so good wrapped around his cock he thought he’d come if he moved and needed a moment to calm down. Then she felt him twitch inside her, making her moan quietly, then rolled her hips, pushing him deeper.

Dean began moving, slowly at first, halfway out before going back deep inside her. Her nails dug into his back as he did so, and she moved her hips to meet his. The movements of their bodies only held her on the verge, never tipping her over. The whimpers and moans that came out of her mouth were music to his ears. He shifted his body again, so that he was more on his knees, holding her hips as he stayed deep inside her. He ground against her, hitting that sweet spot deep inside and she came undone, moaning his name. She clenched around him, and then her walls fluttered, clenching as her hips moved of their own volition, chasing the waves of her climax. He moaned her name, attempting to help her ride out her orgasm, but it was too much for him and he came, buried deep inside her, only intensifying her release. 

He collapsed over her, barely able to hold himself up so he didn’t crush her with his weight. Both of them were breathing heavily and she held him close, in a gentle embrace. It had been powerful for both of them, neither wanting to move away from the other. Her body was shaky, still spasming occasionally, her walls clenched around him from time to time for the next minute, causing him to twitch inside her. That made her moan quietly when it happened.

Dean eventually slipped himself out of her and laid on his side next to her for a moment, just looking down at her, his eyes searching her expression, worried she may have regretted going so far so fast. She just smiled softly up at him, then caressed his cheek with her hand.

“I’m okay,” she told him, almost lovingly.

He smiled a bit, moving some of her hair behind her ear, then softly letting his hand move down her arm and rest on her hip, “So, no regrets then?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

She giggled a little, “No. No regrets,” she replied, then bit her lip for a moment, “Dean… thank you… for being my first,” she told him, this time it was lovingly.

Dean leaned down and kissed her softly, intimately. She knew what he was trying to say and she kissed him back. Once the two caught their breath, Dean helped clean them both up. She found the gesture endearing. Then the two cuddled up, on his bed, under his covers. Sleep found them quickly and she’d completely forgotten she’d be meeting with Mari in her dreams that night.

----------------------------------------- A/N: This is my first attempt at SMUT, lol. Hope it's okay and you guys enjoyed it. I'm always up for some constructive criticism so feel free to leave me a comment. Thanks. Chapter 24 - Apple Pie

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The Runt - Billy the Kid

Warnings for this chapter: mention of death, angst

Chapter Six

But did Laurie listen to that ‘no kids allowed’ rule?

No. 

She quietly followed behind Billy and Melquiades, she had the hood of her patchy and damaged cloak over her head. Laurie was a quiet girl, so for her, it was easy to follow the two men in front of her to the gambling-house without them noticing. Once she saw them walk into the building she went around and climbed a large boulder so that she could watch through the window. Laurie knew how damn stupid she was being, but she had a sinking feeling in her gut that something was going to go wrong.

“Sit down. You are very welcome…,” a man whom Laurie was going to assume was Don said to Billy. Billy nodded, taking his hat off as he sat down and the game began. The men at the table threw money into the middle and Laurie held her breath, peeking through the window just enough for her to ot be noticed by the group of gamblers.

Laurie was beginning to lose track of how long this gambling session was going on for and she felt her eyes beginning to grow heavy. She was so tired, and she really wanted to sleep. Maybe she could just rest her eyes for a moment and check back in later? What was the worst that could happen?

The red-head’s eyes snapped shut and she fell asleep, resting her head on the wall as she softly snored while the gambling in the room next to her continued. Hours passed and Laurie was still fast asleep on the boulder by the window and the poker was still going on and it didn’t seem like it was going to end anytime soon. Billy sometimes found himself wondering if Laurie was okay being alone in their inn room for so long but he quickly brought himself back to the game. He knew she was safer in the inn rather than being here.

Oh, if only he knew.

Once the money was all won back, Melquiades and Billy decided to wrap it up and go home. Billy pocketed the money and slowly stood up with his friend and left the building without a care in the world. Once him and Melquiased were out of the building and back into the streets, Billy handed him the money that they had won and set off to the inn. 

However, he stopped when out of the corner of his eye, he saw a certain red-headed girl napping on the boulder. Billy felt his heart stop for a moment, did Laurie seriously follow him out there? He immediately went over and gently shook her awake.

As usual, Laurie shot up, her eyes fluttering open as she looked around before her eyes landed on Billy. For a moment, she was relaxed but then she realized that she had just been caught and she sighed, tensing up like an abused animal preparing for a blow. 

“You shouldn’t be out here, kid,” Billy hissed, firmly grabbing Laurie and setting her on solid ground again. “You remember what happened today? I told you to stay at the inn, an you deliberately disobeyed me.”

“I know…,” Laurie whispered.

Billy swallowed, trying to keep his temper from rising. “And what’s worse, you put yourself in serious danger. You could’ve been killed! You’re lucky I spotted you before anyone with bad intentions could.” Billy sounded like a scared and disappointed older brother. 

And that was what he felt like. 

She reminded him so much of Joe, if he lost her… 

Billy shook his head, clearing his throat as he stared at Laurie, who was just looking at the ground. He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Laurie, I’m not trying to be an asshole, okay? Let’s just go back to the inn and get some sleep, we can talk about this when neither of us are dog tired.” 

Laurie just nodded and began to follow Billy, only for them to both be stopped by Melquiades. “Sleep? Who said anything about sleep? And don’t say that the kid needs it most, she was more spooked than a hunted doe just three seconds ago. She isn’t going to sleep anytime soon. So why don’t we go and have some fun, no?”

He had a point, Laurie was now wide awake and she would definitely not be falling back asleep again for a while. Billy sighed and shook his head, looking at Laurie. But before he could say anything, Melquiased dragged them to a nearby party. There was a lot of drinking and smoking going on there. Laurie stuck to Billy like glue as they made their way around, following the lead of Melquaised who joined the company of his friends.

Laurie sighed as she watched Billy and Mel help the two dancers off the stage. The 13-year-old watched for a little bit before she snuck off, stealing a whiskey from an unattended table and taking a sip. She choked a little bit as it was much stronger than she had expected but she quickly got over it and drank the whole thing like it was water. The little red-head noticed that they were walking away and she ran after them, quickly catching up and walking next to Billy as he flirted with one of the girls. Her head felt all fuzzy and she felt like she was stumbling over nothing. She wasn’t paying any attention to the conversation the men and women were having, she was too busy focusing on not falling on her face.

Was this supposed to happen when you drank whiskey?

Mel pulled Billy to the side so that they could speak. While the two girls, Maria and Julianna stayed behind. The two girls smiled at the young red-head in front of them. Billy looked back at Laurie, he knew how drunk people acted, so he knew that the kid was drunk as a skunk as of right now, however his attention was yanked back to his conversation with Melquiades.

“What’s your name, kid?,” Maria asked as Laurie shook her head, her vision still a bit fuzzy.

“Laurie,” the teenager replied, her words slurring together. 

“First time?,” Julianna laughed, noticing the much younger girl's drunken state. Her gaze went back to Billy and Mel. “Would you like to come have dinner with us tomorrow? You can even bring the kid if you want to.”

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The next evening, as the sun set behind the rolling hills and the sky began to darken, Billy, Mel and Laurie made their way to have dinner like the girls had requested. Melquiades was monologuing about how they had to keep things respectful because these girls’ family was very rich and powerful. 

“And at least try to say more, Laurie. You can’t be so quiet if you want to make a good impression,” Melquiades said as he looked over at Laurie, who clutched her sketchbook at her chest and simply nodded, sighing to herself as they came to the house.

Billy knocked on the door while Laurie wildly fidgeted with her hands, the scrawny girl wasn’t too sure how she felt about doing this. Within seconds the three of them were let in and seated at a dining table in the biggest kitchen Laurie has ever seen. She sat on a chair next to Billy, her leg bouncing as she fidgeted and listened to the conversations.

“You look very elegant tonight, ma’am,” Melquiandes said to Mrs. Buendia.

“Thank you,” Mrs. Buendia replied, nodding her head as the food server dished out food onto the plates. Laurie kept her gaze on her plate, not engaging in the conversation but instead listening to it. “My husband is an important person. Why, the president of Mexico, sat in that very chair the little runt is sitting on. He gave my husband a medal.”

Laurie looked up at hearing the familiar name she had been given, trying not to show that it upset her to be called that. Instead, she swallowed her anguish and spoke in a polite tone. “I was sorry to hear about your husband’s death.”

“Death? What do you mean? My husband will be home soon. He’s a very important man,” Mrs. Buendia countered, causing Billy, Melquiades and Laurie to exchange perplexed looks.

Was she seriously this delusional?

“Do you have any intentions with my daughters, boys?,” Mrs. Buendia suddenly asked, causing Laurie to almost choke on the water she drank as her eyes snapped over to the older woman once more. 

“No, ma’am!,” Mel quickly replied. Laurie could tell immediately that this was a fat fucking lie. 

“Watch yourself kid. We are an important family. They must marry well, or they will bring shame on us,” Mrs. Buendia warned before she then looked at Laurie, who was eating her food quietly. “Consider putting some more meat on her bones. She looks like a twig.”

Laurie sighed, putting her utensils down as she got up, going upstairs to the guestrooms that the sisters said had been prepared. She was tired of those kinds of comments and she was tired of being viewed as an injured puppy that needed to be coddled.

She just wanted to be like everyone else.

She just wanted to fit in. 

A/N:

Sad Laurie, sad Laurie, sad Laurie

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@slutforsnow

[chidoroki]

Actually i think that The One could have done so much worse than just take Emma's memories. I mean he didn't stop her to be able to be with them again, after they found her, he didn't take her feelings for them, she still had those feelings deep in her heart. He could have, along with the memories, making her unable to bound with them again and feel only indifference toward them.

He could have done worse

1) Erasing Emma from EVERYONE memories. Like it's also a "i will take your family away" since they would not have been able to remember their bound, or see her like a sister/best friend again. She would be a stranger from them. And it would be as much worse to being forgotten by them than forgetting them for her.

2) Keeping her in HIS world, in a kind of stasis state for as much years that she has spent in the demon world. So 13 years and few months/weeks. And it would be kinder that letting her grow up alone in HIS world without anyone to speak with, or without any way ot occupe herself. Her mental health would not recover from this horrible loneliness (humans are not made for being so alone). So she would arrive in the humans world 13 years and few months/weeks after everyone. And they would have grow up, they would have almost all moved on (because at a point, they would have give up the searchs =( since they would really not find her and woudl think that she sacrified her life). The youngest may have kinda forgotten her or berely remember her. It would be also a "taking your family away" thing. It would be still her family but they wouldn't be the same, almost everyone would be adults or almost adult. Even Carol would be older than her. of Course, Ray and Norman would be here for her, but they would be adult, they would be 26/27 when she would be still 13 and few weeks ^^". She would have more or less "lost" her family and so much time with them.

3) Sending her far away in the futur, like 100 years in the futur when everyone she knew would be dead.

4) Asking her to give up her life to be reincarnated in the humans world as soon that the promise was set in motion. She would have to start a new life, with parents, siblings, a loving family. She would be the same physically, a energic ginger girl with green eyes, she would have even the same name. She would have the same personality (loving her family, her friends, being smart and atlethic) but wouldn't be the same Emma since she wouldn't grow up in the same circonstances, wouldn't grow up with the same persons. she would have her two parents who would care for her and love her. Even if everyone search her in the world, would they pay attention to a little girl who would look like Emma at the same age (even if… even Ray must have hard time to remember how was Emma at a so young age like between one and three) and have the same name? Maybe. They would mostly be amused by the ressemblance and the coincidence. But i doubt they would think it's their Emma. In some way THE ONE would take her family there too.

This demon god would have done so much worse then in canon ^^"

First off, sorry it’s been a couple weeks since you first sent this in, but thank you for being patient with me! Secondly, the demon god could’ve absolutely done worse regarding the reward. Unfortunately for Him, He underestimated how determined Emma’s family would be in order to reunite with her. Taking away her memories and putting who knows how much physical distance between her and everyone else upon their arrival in the human world seemed pretty drastic already, but no way was her family gonna give up on her. I’m really glad her heart remembered them once they found her though. It truly shows how much she loved each one of them.

Ahhh, pain. All these different situations are just full of pain!

I honestly think this could’ve been the worst (& most possible) scenario that the demon god could’ve came up with, especially if Emma was the only one to remember her family. Yeah I can easily imagine her being determined enough to find every single family member, just as they were all so focused and driven to find her in canon, but then a part of me wonders what she would’ve done once she found them again. Would she wanna reconnect with them just as everything happened in the canon timeline or leave them be to allow them all to live a normal life without all the doubts and confusion that canon Emma continued to face even after being told of her previous life? A part of me thinks that just knowing everyone crossed over okay would be enough for Emma to feel satisfied enough to stay out of their lives, while another part of me could also she her introducing herself as someone new to them and keeping all their relationships and history locked deep within her heart. I dunno. Of course the demon god could’ve taken away everyone’s memories of everyone, so that no one remembers anything at all, but then that kinda seems anti-climatic? They would all feel like new people to each other and us readers.. although, if everyone still has a firm grasp on their strong feelings, like they know they’re all missing someone and long to find them, similar to how canon Emma felt, then that’ll surely add to the drama.

My first thought with this scenario was how impossible it seemed (at first) since the new promise states that all humans raised as food can cross over to the human world and there would be no way to travel between the two worlds ever again, which prevented demon god to keep any of Emma’s family behind with him, but the little loophole I can dig up could be that demon god agreed that everyone, including Emma, can cross over to the human world, but it was never specified as to when. So with that, it definitely seems like something He would do, like “oh you can go with everyone, just not right now. later perhaps.” But damn, thirteen years alone at the day & night? Our girl would go insane. I dunno if the space demon god occupies functions exactly like the Seven Walls, where the surroundings/events react to the person’s consciousness, but if it does, then Emma could perhaps imagine her family and the human world, like a genjutsu and/or tsukuyomi experience with all the illusions. Maybe staying behind wouldn’t as horrible then, but nowhere near as fulfilling as actually being in the human world with her real family. The idea of her showed up thirteen years later when her whole family got aged up is kinda amusing. She’d literally become the youngest sibling and I imagine some of the once younger kids finding the whole situation funny, that is if the whole family didn’t give up there search for her during all those years.. aahh I wanna confidently say that everyone would never give up searching for Emma, but then again, thirteen years is a real long time to be separated! Who knows how much their feelings would’ve changed by the time they would finally reunite.

Pfftt, demon god sending Emma into the future like: “I said I’ll send you and your family to the same place, not the same time period.” That would be such a dick move. I’d definitely hate Him for that, even more than I already do. The real depressing thing about this scenario is not everyone else thinking she’s dead (even though that’s still mildly upsetting), but how she would learn that everyone else died since she’d arrive a hundred years after their initial arrival in the human world. Ohhh, she would absolutely breakdown.. she’d visit their graves every damn day.

This is essentially what happens in canon, at least it seems that way on the surface with how the demon god took away Emma’s memories and ID number so she could potentially live as a normal human instead of a cattle child. If this new Emma did get mixed up with everyone else in a similar matter to how they found her in the last chapter and wondered if she was the real deal or not, it would truly be a coincidence this time that she looks so much like their Emma since this one wouldn’t be able to call upon any distant feelings from her heart that would make her believe everyone’s words. This Emma would know she’s not the same person these people are looking for as she would clearly remember the life she had growing up with her biological family of this world. She’s probably have to deny the escapee’s claims and their advances several times too before they realize she’s not the same Emma, which is a whole other level of heartbreaking.

So yeah, the ending could’ve definitely been worse for our girl and her family, but it also could’ve been better! Thankfully we got a happy ending after all the drama this series had us experience.

[jonginnation]

Thoughts…

Until recently I kinda held hope that Lay would join exo for some special event like an anniversary or appearances here and there as time goes by but tbh I really don’t know anymore… I think it won’t happen. I thought that because he joined DFTF album despite the difficult circumstances (and that was such an exoL/for group fans comeback outta nowhere) and the wording of his letter to fans when his sm contract ended there was still room for ‘maybe something in the future.’ Perhaps I’m insufferably American and insufferably Western and I needed things said more straightforward and less bridges left standing…

I’ve also biased Lay for many years and will continue to do so because I like him for himself, not cause he’s an ‘exo member’ so this is not an issue for me. I’ve always followed his solo work, I’ve watched his dramas, and seen him in solo concert, and I own all his albums and will hopefully soon have his solo lightstick… like I’m in this deep lol.

This is my own personal feeling but I can’t ever bring myself to say OT8, I’d rather just not mention OT at all. I admit it really is very difficult for me to exclude Lay from exo member lineup because it makes me feel like an anti (whether that makes sense or not, that’s how it makes me personally feel given my experiences stanning exo and biasing Lay). Pre 2020, OT8 was literally synonymous with Lay anti.

I went through 2014 as a fan and all the years after. I remember how upset I was for him and how unfair I felt it was that he took the burden on himself to prove that ‘he is loyal, that his countrymen aren’t traitors.’ It was just such an unfair thing put on him…. And I def spent years defending him as an exo member while people, group/solo/multi stans alike, dismissed him as such as early as since 2014/2015-2017 when he was still very much active in comebacks and under sm contract.

So yeah. I’ve decided to let go of any hope of something OT9 in the future. I don’t like uncertainty. It’s actually very hard to find likeminded fans who are active in fandom who like the group and every member individually and sincerely and and are never unkind or shade the group/members. It’s very, very difficult…. So I feel like it makes my fandom experience difficult. I follow or interact with someone (or even a freaking fanbase) for their content on one member or the group only to see their hateful comments later and it’s very disheartening. So I’m trying to find a balance that works me to interact with fans who support Lay and support exo group and member solo work.

Anyway I wrote this all out for myself cause this is my fandom blog. I’m not trynna influence anyone or justify anything. It’s just my own feelings that have developed over time about something that’s been concerning me. And this helps me sort out things to write it out.

[mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess]

All I want for Christmas is...

Day Five of WangXian Christmas Stories!

Ever since A-Yuan (now, Lan Sizhui) could remember, his adoptive father, Lan Wangji, never seemed to have any Christmas wishes. He never mentioned wanting or needing anything, and whenever Sizhui asked him, Lan Wangji would say that “there is nothing I could wish for anymore”... and nothing else.

As a child, Sizhui found that peculiar - he always seemed to want something from Santa and he couldn’t imagine how anyone could want nothing at all - but as he grew up and began learning more things about life and his father, he understood what that really meant. It wasn’t that Lan Wangji didn’t wish for anything at all, it was that the one wish his father had could not come true. Because he wished for the person he loved and lost to come back to him. 

It was a struggle to get that information. Lan Wangji never talked about this person, and Lan Sizhui only knew of his existence because he had heard uncle Xichen and grand-uncle Qiren talking about how affected Wangji was by his absence. They had talked in hushed voices but Sizhui had always had keen hearing and he had heard a name: Wei Wuxian. 

As a true gen Z digital native, and with best friends with a knack for computers, Sizhui then decided to find this man, if he was still alive, and make his father’s wish come true the same way he always did for Sizhui. There was never something he wanted that his dad didn’t get him, and it was high time Sizhui returned the gesture and all the love that came with it. And if he had to bribe Jingyi and Zizhen to break a few databases and not say anything about it... well, that was just how the cookie crumbled.

---

Wei Wuxian nervously paced around the apartment, the place foreign to him and the reason for his presence making him restless. His smartwatch already showed he’d made around 3000 steps and he was nowhere near done with the to and fro. 

“Mr. Wei, please, relax. It’s going to be alright, dad will be here any minute now.” Sizhui spoke as he looked out the window, down into the apartment building’s parking lot.

“Yeah, exactly!” Wei Wuxian whined. “I haven’t seen him in over a decade, who knows how he’ll react?!”

Jingyi lounged over the couch, munching on some popcorn. “He’ll probably start crying, be all emotional and then you’ll probably kiss or something.”

Wei Wuxian blushed only a tiny bit at the prospect. It had been so long since he and Lan Zhan had kissed...

“Oh, he’s here!” Sizhui excitedly announced. “C’mon Jingyi, let’s hide!”

“Hide?!” Wei Wuxian all but shouted. “You’ll leave me here alone?!”

“We’re just a room over.” Sizhui conceded and rushed himself and Jingyi out, leaving Wei Ying in the middle of the living room with only the Christmas tree as companion.

---

Christmas Eve traffic could be horrible, but that day it seemed to have surpassed itself. It took Lan Zhan double the time to get home from work, and by the time he twisted the key in the lock, he could almost feel the softness of his bed under him. 

Until he walked into his living room. 

His bag was the only thing that made a sound in the quiet place as Lan Zhan dropped it, he and Wei Ying locking eyes, the former disbelieving, the latter already tearful. 

“Wei Ying...”

Lan Zhan wanted to move, he really did, he wanted to run to Wei Ying and hold him and kiss him and convince himself he’s not dreaming. But he couldn’t bring himself to move to the man in front of him, still so beautiful, so youthful, with only a slight air of maturity to his wonderful features. 

It was Wei Ying who made the first step, then the second, and Lan Zhan met him halfway, his hold so tight it knocked the air out of Wei Ying’s lungs when they came together in an embrace.

“I love you.” Lan Zhan whispered after a short silence, his voice unsteady and full of emotion. “I love you. I never stopped.”

Wei Ying’s arms wrapped around Lan Zhan’s neck. “I haven’t either, never. I love you too, more than anything.”

They only separated briefly to gaze in each other’s eyes. 

Lan Zhan caressed the side of Wei Ying’s face like he was made of the finest glass. The honey of his irises glistened with unshed tears. “Are you really here? Is this real?” 

Wei Ying could only nod, his own eyes filling up, the lump in his throat making him unable to speak.

“Can I kiss you?”

Wei Ying nodded again and their lips met for the first time in far too long. 

---

“Should we... interrupt?” Jingyi asked, voice low as he spied on the pair from behind the hallway wall. “They’re... getting busy.”

“Let’s go back to my room, they’ll come to us when they’re ready.”

“Um... okay... but do you have an extra pair of earphones by any chance? I think we’ll need them.”

“Yeah, I do, now stop looking!”

[goldenimpact]

hELLO IS ANYONE OUT THERE????

OKAY HI hELLO  FIRST OFF I HOPE EVERYONE IS WELL NOW

THAT THE EVIL WHATEVER I AM HAS FALLEN AND GCANT GET UP COMMERCIAL

SOMETHIN SEOMTHIGN DID IT HURT WHEN YOU FELL FROM HEAVEN THE ANSWER IS YES I GOT SHOVES TO THE FLOOR RECENTLY AND THIS FUCKIN BRUISE ISNT FADING FUNNNY HAHA OK PLEASENTRIRSSE ARE DONE

UH IM CATHERINE, MOD-SAN, GOLD, whatever they're callin me nowadays holy shit dude my hands are shakin like crazy

they've had me literally cleaning house PRETTY MUCH AS SOON AS I RECOVERED all work no play makes jack a dull boy thats me IM jack damn it i can't tell if i've eveolved into  a live-in housekeeper or some sort of roomaate and the paymetnt si s that i get to keep my lifeand also i REALLY need to move my keyboard over or get the window to leave the screen cause i can't blind type it just ain't happenin my leg's jitterering like hell BUT THE MOST IMPORTANT PART IS IM ALIVE YAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO but i have absolutely NO CLUE how ;long THAS gonna last BBUT the great news is that ive finally been able to sit at my dangf computer and and actual;ly TYOOUCH ANFD LOOK AT IT ive practically been buried in all the freezers BUT ANYWAYS GOD MY HANDSA THEY STING SO FUCKING IABAD D ALKl ANYWAYS IM ALIVE IM STILL HERE IM TRYING?????????? TO GET BACK BUT EVERYONE HERE IS UHH NOT GOOD TO PUT IT LIGHTLY ITS TERRIFYIN OVER HERE BUT IM SENDING MY WELL WISHES THAT EVERYONE IS OKAY OVER THERE AND YOU SURVIVED WHETER THE HECK ANGR MY BIG SDIS MUST"VE SBUBJECTED YALL TOO BEACSE SHE IS FUCKING PISSSEEED LATELY IM GENUUNINLY WORRIED FOR OURLIVES LEVEL THERES SO MANY FIGHTS AND COMING-OUT-ABOUT-HER-LEGEND-OF-VIOLENCE STORY AND THE SHOOTIGN REVENTLY AND POINT IS THE LEGAL STUFF MIGHT GET RESOLVED OKAY?????? DADS MAGIC PROTAG POWERS OR WHATER APAPRENTLY HE KNOWS EVREYONE PERSON ON THE PLANET ITS GODDAMN WITCHCARAFT BUT MOMS DROPPIN LIKE EVERY OTHER DAY BBBBBBUYT OTS HER BIRTHDAY THIS WEEK AND WERE GONNA TRY AND TAKE ME OUTSIDE AND SEE IF I EXPLODE IN THE SUNLIGHT SO UUUUUUUUUUUUUUH THANKS FOR EVERYTHIGN I LOVE YOU GUYS ILL TRYT TO FUCKIN REACTIVATE ALL MY ACCOUNTS ALL A BAJILLION OF THEM APPARENTLY I WAS ONE CRASY AKJSFI KID PLEAASE PASS THIS MESSAGE ON MY BI G SIS WAKES UP SOON IF SHE HEARS ME IM GETTTIN IT I HAVE NO FUCKIN IDEA WHATS GOIN ON ON YOUR SIDE CAUSE NO ONE IS SAYIN JACK SHIT BADUM TSSHH BUT I GOT  MY SHIT COMIN AT LIKE 9 AM RIGHT WHEN I TAKE MY VERY MYSTERIOUS NO ONE KNOWS WHAT THE FUCK THEY DO ANYMORE MEDS AND IF I KICIK THE BUCKET AT LEAST I FUCKING STAYED BABY YAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

ALSO IM NOT DRUNK WE DONT DRINK IN THIS HOUSE EVER BUT I DEFINITYL NEEDS A LIL HELP IN LIKE ANY SORT OF MEANIN NO ONE IN THIS HOUSE FUCKIN REMEMBERS ANYTHING IN ANY SOR TOF WAY FOR ANY SORT OF THING ITS AN ACTUAL I HAVE NO IDEA WHOSE CALLIN OR TOUCHIN SHIT OR WHAT TALL THIS SHTI IS IN THE HOUSE AND FRANKLY IM TERRIFIED CAUSE EVREYONE LEAVES POR PASSES OUT BEFORE I CAN GET A CLEAR ANSWER AND AND ADN COLD WAR INTELLIGENCE WHATHER NEWS STORY OLD POPS HERE IS PUTTIN ON TV ANYWAYS LOVE YOU GUYS STAY SAFE CALL OUT IF YOU SEE ME IN THE WILDS SOMEDAY BUYYEYEEE

WAIT I JUST REMEMBRED BIG SIS IS GONNE DESTROY SHIT SOON SONSONSOON SHIT HSHISTHSHIT OK ANYWAYS ERVYTHIN ONLINE LOOKS OKAY FROM WHERE I CAN SEE IT IN MYSETRUOS VPN LAND AND IM GOIN THROUGH MY COMP RIGHT NOW BUT EVREYON IN OUR HOUSE RECOGNIZES THE DISCORD SYMBOL PROBABLY>>>?????? SO IM TRYIN TO FIND ALL OTHER CONTACTS BUT ITS JUST A BUNCH OF EMAILS DDDDUDE I JUST HAD TO LET YALL KNOW WE'RE ALIEV HOPE ALL OF YOU ARE WELL LOVE YALL EVER IF YOU DONT BELIEVE THAT ASTY SAFE WATCH OUT FOR FUKCING PUNCHES OR SIDESWEEPS AND MY BIG SISSS KILLING BLOW AND THE FCKKGNGI  SWORD ON TOP OF HER BOOKSELG OR THE LITTLE GUN THING IN HER LCOSET WHAT THE FUCK IS EVEN IN HER ROOM ANYMROE ANYWASY DONT DIE OUT THERE LIKE ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PEACE OUT BURY ME UNDER A BLUE SKY WITH ALL MY SHIT IIM HANDING  DOWN WHATEVR THE ITTY BITTY NOT SO BITTY NEICE WANTS LIL PRINCESS LILLY HAACKER SCAMMER HUSTLER SECOND LEGEND OF VIOLENCE IN THE MAKIN IM GONNA FUCKIN PASS OUT I HAVE NO  IDEA OF FUCKIN ANYTHIN THATS HAPPPENIN HERE EVERERR GOD CAN I TALK TO ANYONE THAT ISNT THIS NEIGHBORHOOD THAT THIGNS I HAVE HEARSD ABOUT THE PWOPLE ROUND HERE any ewysbans m y hands are shak in and breakin and crankin love yall stay safe dont fall into a ditch like me ever again mMWAHH TEDDIE IF YOURE OUT I STILL OWE YOU THAT FUCKIN LETTTERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

[jackredfieldwasmyjacob]

OT 2023 - GALA 4

Here's gala 3 :)

For this gala I couldn't really watch much cause of stuff that was going on so I went with zero expectations and it was so very good!!! so good indeed that it was very hard to pick my top 3, I changed it three times in the past hour lol.

I would now add the link to the drive folder with the full performances but.... it seems prime video has taken measures to screen recording cause it just shows a black screen when I play what I recorded 😩 If anyone knows how to fix this please let me know !

Update 28/01. I've updated all links to the full performances in the gala.

En fin... let's go with the honorable mentions:

Salvaje - Naiara & Ruslana: NO YOU DON'T UNDESTAND I AM OBSESSED WITH THE ORIGINAL SONG YOU NEED TO LISTEN TO IT. Of course they slayed it at the gala, and I have already listened to the studio version too much maybe.

Sweet Caroline - OT 2023: HOW DO GROUP SONGS KEEP GETTING BETTER. This one is for sure their best one, it's just so so very good. I am at a loss for words.

I Drove All Night - Álvaro & Cris: This one was in my top 3 for the longest time until a last minute change so. You can tell I liked this one. I didn't even remember which song they were singing this week and i was blown away by their performance they were impecable !!!! 10/10 from both of them, incredible.

Dragón - Denna: She went out strong! This was her last song in the contest, and her best one, I think she can be quite satisfied with her ending song, pretty great.

Onto the top 3 !!!

3. ES POR TI - VIOLETA

Here is the original, by Juanes !

I love the risks she took with the synth and the slow and almost empty version... and she was flawless with it I would say! You can tell she chose great this song, that this is her style and that what she does best! I can't wait to hear her stuff once OT ends cause they will probably be as incredible as this

2. PECES DE CIUDAD - BEA

Here's the original version, by Joaquín Sabina <3

THIS SONG... Peces de Ciudad is quite possibly one of my favourite songs ever, it really is one of the most songs ever and it makes me feel so much. I love both Sabina's and Ana Belén's version (which Bea is covering here), as well as the Pablo López and Pablo Alborán one; I have all three saved and listen to them regularly. And, of course, Bea's version just joined that club. I understand why she was nominated (at some points she wasn't vocalizing much), but still it was one of my favourite performances of the night and she was spectacular. Also she played the piano and sung at the same time !!!! How difficult is that !!!

1. GOD ONLY KNOWS - JUANJO & MARTIN

Here is the original version, by the Beach Boys :)

Look. I'm a simple guy sorry. If I see two people hoplessly in love I am going to love them no matter what. And they did that and were incredible in the gala and I hope only the best to both of them <3

And that's it!!! I just saw the songs they'll sing this week and I'm excited for a few ones, let's see how it all goes! Also... salvar Salma !!!!!

[popculturebuffet]

The Proud Family: Seven Days of Kwanzaa Review (Commission For Weirdkev27)

Happy Kwanzaa all you happy people! Yeah the holiday celebrations aren't done JUST yet as we have one more for you, as it's Kwanza time. Now some of you may be asking…

And i'ts simple: it's an african american holiday created by Maulana Karenga as a way to give the black community an alternative to christmas that wasn't as entrenched in white tradition, though eventually he relaxed things to allow one to celebrate both, the spirit of it, celebrating black culture and history, has remained.

Like Hannukah Kwanzaa hasn't gottne nearly as many specials as Christmas, but it makes what's there stand out all the more. It also makes this episode a bit of a disapointment. See it does show off the holiday well, so even white dumbasses like me can undrestand it. The problem is the rest of the story well….

Yeah while the special does seem to represent Kwanzaa well, as far as I can tell, like with Festival of LIghts i'm an outsider looking in and I know it and am trying my best to be respectful and not act like I thoughly know a holiday that I don't participate in and is very important to a community I don't know all that well, everything else.. isn't very good. It also has one of the most out of nowhere batshit endings i've seen in a long time. Like ti's somehwat set up but man oh man does this one take a weird swerve. So let's look at all this shall we.

The episode follows the Prouds on a typical Christmas where they do the tried and true plot device of shopping on Christmas Eve when hardly anyone does that.. they all do it the days before. What changes though is our proud family runs into a homeless family: Joseph< Margaret and Stephanie. And the show pulled out all the stops as despite being only 11 episodes in, they got Samuel L. Jackson, Vivica A Fox and Raven-Simone, all big names at the time and now, with Raven in paticualr being heavily pushed by the network. I fondly remember her cover of grazing in the grass from the LIon King 1 and 1/2 which I somehow didn't get around to mentoning during my review of that trainwreck earlier this year.

All talented people who naturally do wonderfully. Trudy tries to give to them, while Oscar is a dick about it, assuming jospeh trying to help him with a dropped package is just the man trying to get at ip, making a crack about how we'll be homeless after all these gift, and generally trying to be unpleasant as possible.

I get what the episode is trying to do: They built oscar into a strawman , but one you see all the time: the kind of dickhead who assumes being homeless is a choice, that the homeless are lazy, and that homeless are a plauge to be gotten rid of instead of people who may of lost jobs, not be able to afford housing, or were thrown out by their families for being LBGTQ+, having a mental illness or any number of understandable reasons. It's why I can't fault the episode for wanting to tackle the subject nor using Oscar as the bad guy as with his knee jerk reactions to most things, quick temper and generally douchsiness, it's not a stretch to say this character dosen't respect the homeless. It's why having him be bigoted towards homosexuals in Louder and Prouder also wasn't a huge shock, as Oscar easily strikes me as the kind of guy who while he can be convinced to not be a dickhead about something that really shodun't be that hard to put yoru head around like Gay people have a right ot exist or homeless people need love and empathy not to be shamed for something that's not remotely their fault, and given both things are STILL stuff people need convincing on in 2022, it works. I admire the team for creating an everyman who can be an unlikeable dick one minute and entirely sympathetic the next, and thus is fairly maliable for stories.. while still being a very distinct and hilarious character. You woudln't mistake oscar proud for anyone else but he has many traits both good and bad of a man of his time… and sadly often of a man now.

The problem is they lean on it a bit too hard as they have a scene of him PUTTING A DOLLAR ON A STRING AND YANKING IT FORM CHARITIES. I'm all for cartoony shenanigans, it's one of the things this show really does best, but this stretches it a bit too far. Having Oscar just.. glefully not give to charity is too low even for him. Him being homophobic is defintely lower than this, but at least he gets called out on it by more than one person and got constantly humaited for it till his eventgual ephinay. Here he just gets mildly called out by penny and.. gives to charity later. it dosen't change the fact he was this bad. Oh and he gets a bit muddy and mistaken for homeless. BECAUSE IT'S SO BAD TO GET MISTKAEN FOR HOMELESS WHEN YOUR NOT HOMELESS AND SUCH AH IGH CRIME A YUK YUK YUK.

While this episode TRIES to be empathetic to the homeless it stumbles pretty bad in how it treats them. See there ar epeople who choose not to have a home, who live inc ampers or what have you and want to live the van or rv life. And tha'ts fine: if i't sfinacially sound for you or just th eoption you have, nothing worng with that. The film Nomadland outlines this wohle life style lovingly while not skimping on it's hardships or what would make people choose this. I highly recommend it, true masterpiece.

The problem is the episode comes off really confused as a result as it conflates the kind of people you see on the street begging just to survivie.. with someone who for their own reasons choose. The episode conflates being homeless with some higher calling, as if it's better than having possesions or being chained to the corprations that love our lives. And i'mnot saying living in an rv by choice or what have you isn't. I'm throughly aware captalisim is throughly broken. Wanting to break from it for something diffrent isn't a shame.

The shame.. is assuming all people living on the streets are doing so voluntarily. I dont' think that was the writers intent, but it's the way the episode comes off. The Angel Adults come off very preachy, with Joseph's response to getting christmas gifts, a well meaning gesture by trudy to make sure they too can celebrate by saying he isn't part of the corprations "end of the year selling scheme". or something to that effect. Basically

See it's one thing to me to critcize the captatlist nature of america: the system is often broken, we do often fill our needs with stuff, and we do often put too much importance on having stuff. I agree with it that far. But shaming someone for trying to give you a gift or invite you into their home comes off gross. Am I saying the Prouds are on some higher plane devoid of critcisim of their lifestyles because they were nice enough (or rather everyone but oscar were nice enough), to invite some people needing a warm meal into their home? Fuck no. While what Trudy and Penny are doing is noble, and Oscar is a butt for not going along with it, they can still be flawed> Trudy herself is pretty awful this episode: She gets oscar a nice watch, which itself isn't bad, she said they weren't doing gifts but does something nice fo rhim anyway.. but her expecting a gift RIGHT AFTER both telling oscar they didn't have to and having himn bring that up is shitty. Now granted him trying to cover with a fruit cake the Angels just gave him IN FRONT OF HER was bad and her trying to give his watch to joseph was fair enough as a result, but it's still shitty to give a gift just to expect someone to give it to you in return. That's .. not what christmas is about. I gave kev a gift soley beacuse he's a good friend, and he gave me one back soley to be nice and in the spirit of things. I got Digimon Cookie Cutters because Kev was being enerous and decided to return the sentiment, not because I was expecting him to give me anything. That's how Christmas should work. It's in the good spirit to return a gift with a gift, but it's not why you do it.

The problem is Joesph criticizes their whole middle class life style and won't shut up about it for a chunk of the episode: he outright says the corprate scheme thign while his wife and daughter understandably feel a tad akward not celebrating the holiday, but are polite about it. It's fine to crticize the worse aspects of christmas, MANY a work has crictized how commerical it is all the way back to charlie brown over 40 years ago. But to do so to someone whose welcomed you into their home for the nobelest of reasons, made sure you got a nice gift, and has been NOTHIGN but kind to you isn't right. He coudl've just said "i'm sorry we don't celebrate christmas, but we aprpicate the gesture" There, done. He also does needle oscar later about his materliasim.. but at least there he has what SEEMS to be the high ground and the poitn he makes is a very good one for any holiday: that the family you have is yoru true home, not the stuff.

It also helsp that only oscar.. acts matierlizstic. When Martha does the same to trudy, saying they got tired of captalistic society in so many words, Trudy has again DONE nothing. When Jospeh talks abotu the proceeses turkey goes through, NO ONE had done anything. I get ther'es a lot to critcisie, and i'm not of the shut up and take it school of thought myself.. but when no one is actively being a dick about these topics, maybe just.. let it go. I get not backing down with politics, as some issues like trans rights, gay rights, and black lives mattering.. are all things that shouldn't be talked down and if someone says somnething stupid about them, I get fighting for it. Because it's not a two sided issue at all. Here though.. I coudl see the prouds getting a modified turkey because it's what they coudl find or afford or doing christmas because they enjoy the spirit of giving and family instead of JUST for the shit they get. Someone can be wrong and it be more complicated than that… having the Angels protrayed as entirely right just feels.. off. They feel smug. The end reveal, that in a way they AREN'T homeless, doesn't help that but we'll get to it. It feels like a very tonedeaf privlaged way to write a homeless person: not as a person but some crticising morallly righteous pillar.

The next part does work better, as they come back the next day to celebrate Kwanzaa.. by just.. manefesting into the house.

SO we get a nice education on Kwanzaa, how i'ts more abotu the spirit of family and community, how it's celebrated, and going over the 7 nights, mostly through montage. And this is where the episode honestly shines: Kwanzaa is underrepsrented and not knowing it well myself it was nice to learn what each nigh twas about. it's only real flaw.. is that it's too little of the episode. The setup for this could've been done much faster. I do say a scene with Penny's friends being standoffish with her new friend for being homeless, and her admitting she's fine with it and that her parents are so close their her best friends and she likes reading, is nice: ther'es no stigma for her nor is she a lesson for them to learn, as NONE of those entitled shits learn it. She's just how she is and if they dont' accept it it's on them.

But otherwise.. it w oudl've been nicer to have more of the 7 nights and to show oscar's character growth more convincingly as by the end he likes them. This special.. really needed to be an hour or at least be more about this. Instead they tack on christmas just to get both holidays out of the way and tack on oscar being a douche so he can learn a lesson I guess> the only bit they coudln't of cut out is bobby. Seeing him come down the chimeny was a late christmas present as I had no idea he was in this one. Any episode with Bobby is a good time, and the fact he knows Kwanzaa the best out of the prouds made me smile.

But the spirit of family and community, of them singing songs, giving to charity, just basking in each others togetherness.. that really moved me and made me want to learn more about the holiday. It's a well constructed beautiful holiday not based on getting, but on simply togetherness and ones roots and I admire it for that. I just wish the episode was more about celebrating that and less about a half assed homelesness aseop that woudl've been better served not being shoved into this episode.

The episode also would've worked better.. if the ending wasn't so baffling. Felix returns early needing a forman and since Joesph worked in construction Oscar goes lookign for him.. only for the shelter lady to have no recelction of them visting. The prouds are happy for what the Angels brought them.. only to return home to find their fruitcake has turned into a cool tehcncolor tree.. and the angels are above it, apparenlty being spirits or something having come to teach them about kwanzaa before returning to I guess.. heaven?

This is easily the most baffling ending to a work i've reviewed.. and keep in mind i've reviewed "Scrooge buys an island and pays actors just to teach louie a lesson". The threshold is pretty vast but "Kwanzaa angels" kinda tops it. Not only does it DEMOLISH the homelessness aseop, as they arne't homeless and don't seem to be the ghosts of a homeless family, but it makes all the "their world is better " posteruting that was already packed with unforunate impilcations even worse. Their just beign condescnding.. for no reason. Joesph is a dick because he's an angel. He dosen't have to actually life without food or running water and thus really can't back up his claims. It's heaven. They've got all you can eat and free every media you can imagine and rideable giant pigs. You can't critcize someone for living in a captalist society when you live in heaven, where captalism is dead and you can have whatever you want and party with Leslie Jordan , Prince, David BOwie, Ed Asner , Betty White, Jesus himself…

This episode meant well.. but sometimes meaning well only gets you so far in my good graces. This episode woudl've been better off as one episode about homelessness and another about Kwanzaa angels, which is a sentence I was indeed paid to write but really wish hadn't happened. I really wish this was a better episode, this holiday deserves better and so does the proud family. Maybe they can try again in a future season of Louder and Prouder. one.. can certainly hope.

[galushanationalrailways]

The Fraggle Rock Story Ch. 10

Chapter Ten: Behind the Curtain

Hours before the dream, after Boober had left, Tosh saw the strange curtain go up across the hall again. The Beast had already gone to sleep, so she didn’t need to go to the trouble of finding a beastsitter. Tosh ran so fast to the mysterious house that she tripped and stumbled a couple times, but she seemed to have no knowledge of the pain. Finally, she walked through the door. “Hello, darling!” she said.

“Hi, sweetheart,” said Lou. “I missed you.”

“I was only gone an hour!”

“Oh, you know how I get. Needy, I guess… and perhaps a bit jealous, too.”

“Jealous of who? I love you, silly!”

“Oh, I know that. But if you love anyone else in addition to me, I wish you’d just tell me! We can work things out.”

“There’s no-one else right now!”

“Alright, fine. I’ll just go right ahead and say it. I happened to look out the window, you know, the one across the hall, and I saw you kissing Boober. I just wish you’d tell me--”

“Oh, Lou, for goodness sake! I’ve tried my best to forget about that already!” Lou hadn’t heard this, however, and continued detailing her noble compromise.

“Maybe I’ll never love him, but if you love him, why keep you from your happiness? You’ve got two hands, after all--”

“He’s just an old friend in a bad situation.”

“Personally, I always thought he was gay,” said Lou. “But I can’t blame him if you turned his head, after all, you turned mine and--”

“Lou, will you please listen?”

“Of course.”

“Boober and I have been friends for a while, as you know.”

“Aww…” said Lou, “I love it when friends grow together…”

“But I’m not in love with him!” said Tosh.

“Then why kiss him?”

“Because he thinks he’s in love with me.”

“What do you mean, honey? How do you know he’s not?”

“Lou, do you remember when you told me you loved me?”

“Pretty well. I was damn nervous.”

“Did you ever say anything like ‘I guess,’ or ‘sure, why not?’ when you confessed?”

“Of course not. I was never more certain of anything in my life.”

“Well, he did.”

“Well, just because he’s a bad liar isn’t any reason to kiss him,” said Tosh. “You want something to drink? I forgot to offer you anything!”

“I’m fine,” said Tosh. “And I really didn’t mean anything by it. I just didn’t want to hurt his feelings.”

“That’s what’s probably going to happen,” said Lou. “You can’t just string him along like this!”

“But he tried so hard!”

“It doesn’t matter! The best thing to do now, Tosh, is to let him down gently.”

“You’re right. As soon as I get up the nerve, I’ll tell him—”

“Boober, you’re a very nice boy, and I hate to do this, but it’s not you, it’s me, and, whilst flattered, I find that I can love you only as a friend. Farewell, little Boober, farewell!” said Lou, revealing herself to be a complete ham. “May the world go well with thee—my heart, alas, belongs to another.”

“Oh, don’t tell me you’re still jealous!”

“I’m no-ot,” said Lou teasingly, “You just give a very convincing performance of falling in love. You know I could never be mad at you, not if you’re honest. If there is anyone else, just let me know. I’m sure all could be arranged.”

“Thank you,” said Tosh. “But there’s nobody but you at the moment… and I really would like to kiss you right now.”

“I’m here for it,” said Lou. After a decent enough amount of kissing, she finally said “Tosh, why are we keeping our love a secret again?”

“I’m not ashamed of you, darling, really I’m not,” said Tosh. “But if people were to find out they might—I don’t know, call us a couple of saps or something. Mush-heads—something like that.”

“Is that all?” said Lou. “Because I’ll confess to being a sap for you, Tosh-darling…”

“But what if they point at us? And laugh?”

“Why should they?”

“Oh, I don’t know—but I worry so, please don’t give us away,” Tosh said, nuzzling up to Lou.

“Uh, er--” said Lou, still not quite used to this level of affection, “Sure I won’t, honey.” Nuzzling got her every time.

“Keep it at any cost! I’d hate to see us embarrassed.”

“Couldn’t I talk to that Mokey fella about it at least? She’d never insult us.”

“Are you crazy? She loves romance so much she wouldn’t be able to keep the secret!”

“I just feel like I could use some advice.”

“You don’t need any. I’m so lucky to be with you--”

“But are you keeping any secrets from me?”

“Never…” Tosh trailed off and fell asleep in Lou’s arms.

“You’re the weirdest fraggle I ever met,” whispered Lou, feeling a thousand emotions as she held Tosh a little closer. “I love you.”