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Juliette Fairmont and Calliope Burns

First Kill 1x01

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Episode 8: First Betrayal

[thegodsdemise]

Ragnarök Is Coming (Part Two)

as Atreus finished feeding Speki & Svanna; as well as tending to Fenrir; he would meet with his father -- to eat the rabbits and added deer that they gathered from the hunt.

But? something troubled the youthful archer in his 'spiffy' archer suit; as Heimdall labeled it.

Kratos: "Atreus, what troubles you? Speak plain."

Atreus: "I'm just thinking about mom, and why she kept secrets and what she wants for us to do on our journey. I've gotta find answers."

Kratos would listen with a gruff, as he was carving a whet stone with his leviathan axe.

Kratos: "Even if those answers lead to war with Asgard? Hmph, you do not know what your mother wanted. You will not find what you seek & you are NOT ready."

Atreus: "How do you know? Mother isn't the only one keeping secrets. What do you know?! How many gods have you killed? How did you get your 'answers'?"

Kratos: "I've done things to those who were deserving and those who were not. I've killed my father, and it's brought me no peace. This path you walk? It will not give you peace. I know."

The snow was falling heavily that cold wintered night, as the two finished their food; as Kratos rose to his feet and would follow behind Atreus to the cabin.

Kratos: "Inside, boy. To bed. We will speak of this no longer."

Kratos would set the axe by the foot of his bed at his disposal, in case Hel-walkers or Kol-Raiders or beasts disrupt their slumber. He would be ready to slay them.

As the two would shut their eyes, Kratos's nightmares still continued to haunt him; as Athena said they would for the rest of his days -- he dreamt of Lysandra and Calliope; as well as his next premonition being of his new wife Faye.

The one woman who made things make sense, who could reason with the brute; The one woman who calmed his rage that brewed inside of him. She helped him channel it.

As for the nightmare with his first wife & child? It was of that fateful night in Sparta; where Kratos was still under the blood oath and servitude to Lord Ares. the former God of War who coaxed him into burning down Athens and killing his wife & daughter. The ultimate betrayal.

The Spartan General would wake up frantically, breathing in and breathing out; letting out a scream that bellowed in the Midgardian forest.

He looked over and saw that Atreus wasn't in bed, but ventured out to find a proper burial for Fenrir; as he cast Fenrir's soul out of his already dying host.

Kratos retrieved Mimir, and would tether him to his hip and flung open his door with his blades sheathed to his back along with his leviathan axe and began to search high & wide for the young archer.

Kratos yelled out, "Atreus! Where are you! Answer me, boy!"

Kratos would face off with all manner of creature, the further he traveled through inches of snow; he lost one child and he will not lose one again. He would do anything for his son, as any parent would.

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You know, you're a really shitty liar.

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In the Source Link, you can find a complete gif pack of Imani Lewis in Netflix series First Kill, episode one.

Imani plays the role of Calliope Burns, a supernatural hunter trying to earn her way in the group her family hunts for when she meets Juliette Fairmont. Juliette turns Cal's life upside down.

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Target Warning - Teen Angst, Family Drama, Horror, Supernatural

Source: FabledEnigma

[jayflrt]

how to un-hate your summer fling

PAIRING ▸ park jongseong x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ implied smut, fluff if you squint, lowkey friends to enemies to lovers, friends with benefits au, summer romance au, frat boy au

WARNINGS ▸ suggestive content, profanity, fuckboy!jay, more like frat boy with fuckboy tendencies and a soft boy lean, making out, grinding

SUMMARY ▸ jay park had trouble written across his forehead, and you were well aware that making out with him behind locked doors was a terrible idea. yet, that never stopped either of you.

PLAYLIST ▸ peaches by justin bieber (ft. daniel caesar and giveon)

WORD COUNT ▸ 2689 words

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ i was writing this as a summer romance au originally and then @baekhyuns-lipchain​ mentioned frat boy au so i went !! (btw i will still get that frat boy heeseung one done)

WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, YOU HATED SUMMER.

Many would argue that summer was the best season of the year. You, however, never liked the season one bit. Sure, school was over and you finally had a break from your dismal college courses, but summer vacation meant driving up to the Calliope Resort with your sorority.

One would argue: what wasn’t there to like about summer? There was the burning sand speckled with shells and rocks; the cool ocean waves leaving behind alabaster-colored spume and the salty sea breeze; the cerulean blue sky with fluffy white clouds floating about; and the sunsets that made you hate summers just a little less because of the vibrant colors that glowed beyond the horizon.

What you absolutely despised about summer, though, was not the scalding waves of heat nor the chattering seagulls circling around in groups.

No, your grudge against summer solely resided in one individual. One individual that made your blood roil in your gut and your toes curl.

That one individual was Park Jongseong, or, as he liked to be called, Jay.

The guy was all the craze, his name buzzing around your college campus like wildfire. Rumor had it that he couldn’t go one party without a girl ending up in his bed. This was, of course, a lie, but you supposed Jay didn’t mind rumors that stroked his ego. Your sorority always went on mini-retreats with Jay’s fraternity, which never did you any favors because you were stuck seeing him for good.

Your family and Jay’s had been close since before the two of you were born. Hence, you spent a majority of your childhood with him. Jay used to look and act like a complete nerd before he hit adulthood. Whenever you went over to his house, he would lock himself up in his room and binge One Piece. He seemed to have no interest in you whatsoever, only mustering a few words of acknowledgement if his mother forced him to.

When you and Jay hit legal age, however, you noticed a great shift. He was different even in his aura. He cleaned up his act and started paying more attention to his skin, hair, and fashion. He even tanned a little over the summer with a warm glow across his skin. This resulted in a glow-up that was beyond your imagination.

Jay looked hot.

You didn’t fall behind, though. You had matured as well, and maybe you were a little too eye-catching for your own good because Jay seemed to set his sights on you.

It was inevitable that you and Jay wouldn’t be as close as you were before. While that was true to an extent, you did end up getting close to Jay in a way you didn’t expect.

Your relationship with Jay took a giant turn during your last summer at another sorority-frat retreat. The chemistry between you and Jay was electric, each shared moment sending sparks down your spine. You thought nothing would happen anyway, but Jay surprised you by kissing you behind a tree during a bonfire. Thus, your no-strings, confusing relationship with Jay kicked off, and consisted of just sneaking around and getting as much physical contact as possible.

But, just when you thought things were smooth sailing, your blissful summer ended.

You and Jay lost contact.

It was true that you never put any labels on your relationship. You were hardly friends more than you were simply associated because of your parents, so there was just an unspoken connection between you two. Jay was a painfully honest person, so you expected some sort of answer as to how far he wanted to take things with you, but he stayed silent.

What hurt the most was that Jay didn’t even try to contact you afterward. He treated you like some cheap fling that he found convenient. The only interaction you had with him were drunken comments passed around at parties and awkward glances over shots of vodka. So, despite the crystalline water and cute lifeguards, you dreaded summer.

“Y/N, you're not staying in the car,” your best friend said, frustrated with your stubborn behavior. “We have to check into the hotel together, or I’m not letting you take the single bedroom.”

“Fine, fine!” you exclaimed, getting out of the car and fixing your hair. “Just make sure you hide me if we see Jay,” you said, your voice dropping to a mumble at the end.

Thankfully, your friend didn’t hear your comment, so you skillfully avoided further questioning. She had occupied herself with trying to flag down any other members of your sorority or the frat. You begrudgingly followed behind her when she started speed-walking to catch up to the three figures in the distance.

Jay and two of his friends stopped on the shore, waiting for you and your best friend to catch up. Jay turned away and looked toward the sea. He was something out of a magazine—probably something pre-teen that you would’ve gushed over when you were twelve.

While your friend was chatting away with Jay’s friend, you stood next to Jay, stiff and mildly uncomfortable. Neither of you made any attempt to close the distance.

Jay spoke up first, “Enjoying the view?”

He pushed his hair back with a hand. You weren’t a big fan of the guy, but you had to admit he looked dreamy with the sun shining down on him, making his skin glow.

“I guess,” you mumbled. “The water’s pretty.”

Jay laughed, crisp and clear, turning to you with a smile tugging at his lips. “The water? I’m talking about me.”

You had no time to object to his clarification when your friend spoke up.

“Let’s head to our rooms,” she said. “Y/N, are you sure you’re okay with being alone in a single?”

“Of course.”

In actuality, you weren’t too keen on being in a room by yourself. That was going to make it a little too easy for you to shut yourself out from the outside world and spend your vacation in the hotel bed. However, there was one benefit to the dilemma: your room was far too small to be the designated hang-out spot. 

You glanced over your shoulder at Jay, who was listening to his friends converse as he looked down at the sand. 

You weren’t sure what you wanted anymore.

You were unpacking your suitcase when a knock came at your door. Two slow ones, two fast ones, and one slow one.

That was Jay’s signature knock.

Your blood went cold and your feet felt frozen in place. You stupidly stared at the door like an idiot until you snapped back into reality when you realized you were leaving him hanging. After kicking the lid of your suitcase closed, you made your way to the door and opened it. You were a bit surprised to see him there, all flesh and bones, even though you knew it was going to be Jay.

���Can I come in?” was the first question he asked. No ‘hello, it’s been a while,’ no ‘how are you?’—nothing.

You responded by opening the door a little wider to let him in. Jay seemed pleasantly surprised by the invitation and walked in, glancing around the room as if he was seeing it for the first time (which he wasn’t because all the rooms had similar layouts). The excitement of having a room to yourself dissipated and you were left worrying over what your old summer fling was here for.

“What are you doing here?” you asked, folding your arms across your chest. “Shouldn’t you be unpacking in your own room?”

“Ouch. Cold.” Jay laughed lightly at your reaction and turned to face you. He moved closer to close the distance but you instinctively stepped backward. “I just wanted to see you.”

You were not going to rekindle whatever you had with Jay. To you, he was just another spoiled frat boy who came over every year to complain about his towels not being preheated and not being able to reserve a pool chair. You were definitely not thinking about his lips on yours or your legs around his waist.

“You ghosted me,” you reminded bitterly, “and now you want to see me?”

Jay leaned back against the wall, taking a sudden interest in his shoelaces. “I wasn’t trying to ghost you, per se—”

“Really now? Then what was it? An indirect friend-zone?” you asked, your voice laced with sarcasm.

“I didn’t think you wanted to start anything.”

The both of you fell silent at his words. That was exactly what you had thought this entire time. His unresponsiveness put you under the impression that he wanted nothing to do with you, but was it really that he just didn’t know what to say? Was he truly just being conscious because of you?

Jay Park was much like the sea—unpredictable, mysterious, bold. You could never tell what was really on his mind. There were slip-ups, of course, but most of the time, he was an enigma.

You were in disbelief that you were making the Jay Park flustered.

“I didn’t think you wanted to start anything,” you responded. “I mean, last summer was… really fun, and I thought you just wanted to fool around while I was conveniently around.”

Jay cleared his throat. “I guess we’ve both had our misunderstandings.” He met your gaze with his sharp one and asked, “Can we start over?”

You supposed you couldn’t keep holding onto your year-long grudge. It only twisted more and more painfully in your chest the longer you allowed it to prick you. You felt bitter about forgiveness since you just wanted to find any excuse to dislike Jay, but he had given you exactly what you wanted: an explanation.

“As friends,” you agreed.

Jay grinned. “Friends it is.”

Whatever possessed you to think that you could ever be nothing more than friends with Jay Park was kicking you in the ass right now.

You were currently pinned up against a shelf in some random storage closet, Jay’s lips slotted with yours and his hands travelling up and down your body. You felt a bit uncomfortable with the shelves against your back, but that didn’t stop you from wrapping your arms around Jay’s neck and pulling him unbearably closer.

Jay groaned into the kiss, hips shifting against yours until he got frustrated and shoved his knee between your legs. He didn’t help matters when he moved his hands so one was groping your chest and the other was sliding down between your thighs. You were finding it hard to breathe with all the attention he was giving you. Each tug of his hair and roused whimper from you only encouraged Jay.

It was probably your fault for looking so excited about the CPR training workshop that was going on in the resort’s lobby. Upon seeing your reaction, Jay took the liberty of signing you and him up to practice giving mouth-to-mouth on mannequins. You had no idea why he was hanging around you like a fruit fly, but you figured swatting him away would only make him more annoying.

After a while, Jay seemed to grow jealous of your lifeless, plastic dummy, so he decided to take matters into his own hands.

You whimpered against his lips and pushed at his chest, your breaths shallow once you broke for air. “Jay, we should get back to the class.”

“Why?” Jay swooped in to kiss you again. He even made a big deal of tilting your chin up and closing your nostrils with his fingers to prove a point. “I’m getting all the practice I need right here.”

You scrunched up your nose and pushed his hand away. “Jay!” you exclaimed, sniffing once you could breathe properly through your nose again.

“It’s just”—Jay ducked his head and kissed you again—“protocol.”

“What happened to being friends?” you asked, half-miserable and half-relieved when his lips attached to your neck.

“We can’t just be friends,” he mumbled against your neck between kisses. “I already know how you taste.”

“Then what the hell are we?” you asked. Before Jay opened his mouth, you added, “And don’t say friends with benefits. I’m not interested in no strings attached.”

“You think I am?” Jay asked, moving away from your neck to look you in the eye. “I don’t do flings either, Y/N.”

“But… last summer? And all the girls you’ve been with before that.”

As you spoke, you realized that you hadn’t heard of any infamous hookup stories about Jay ever since what happened between you two last summer. That should have been news that you noticed earlier, but you were too caught up in your belief that you were ghosted.

“Well, yeah, I did have one night stands here and there,” he mumbled, “but I didn’t do anything else after what happened between us. I didn’t want you to think I was playing around.”

You nearly laughed, appalled. What was he saying? Your stomach twisted when you realized what he was getting at, but you were too afraid to admit it to yourself.

“Are you saying you’ve been waiting for me this entire time?” you asked. “And you didn’t try to make a move once?”

The tips of Jay’s ears were turning pink with embarrassment. “I didn’t exactly know how to go about it, okay? You looked kinda pissed whenever I was around you.”

“I like you, too,” you blurted out. Jay beamed, but then his face fell flat when you added, “I think.”

“You think,” he echoed.

“I did, I just—okay, look, I really wanted to start something,” you explained. “I thought you ignored me after what happened, so I tried to just forget about it and hate you. I’m kind of falling apart at the moment since everything I believed was wrong.”

Jay laughed, loud and crisp, pulling you close to his chest. “Then let’s start new.”

“Again?” you deadpanned.

“New,” Jay said firmly, taking your face in his hands and tilting your chin up so you were looking at him. “Let’s figure out our feelings together and start an actual relationship. No flings and no running away this time.”

You smiled. “I like that idea.”

Jay grinned and leaned in to kiss you. It was slower this time, and a lot more fervent and natural than your previous rushed ones. He cupped your cheeks like he was holding glass, pulled away, and pressed a kiss to your forehead and nose. You never knew that Jay could be this intimate, and you were simply delighted as you watched him take your hands and press gentle kisses to them.

It turned out that being with Jay like this, with your feelings laid bare and open to each other, was far better than hiding behind a wall. Something about the safety of locking your emotions up didn’t feel so comfortable anymore, and sharing them with Jay was a rush you couldn’t get anywhere else.

Instead of indulging himself in the closet with you, Jay declared that he would take you out on proper dates first. Thus, you decided to explore the prospect of dating him, and something deep within you knew that it was going to work out. After all, Jay was the perfect boyfriend, you learned, and he treated you like a princess.

You didn’t care if the sorority sisters or frat brothers gawked at the both of you or if your best friend was spamming you with texts asking how the hell you were pulling Jay Park. You weren’t quite sure yourself either, but you figured you would find out along the way. Nevertheless, you had never felt so certain of starting something so new and foreign to you.

You had the rest of summer vacation to explore these new waters and establish your relationship, anyway. So, hand in hand, you walked with Jay along the shore.

And it felt so right.

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𓆰♥︎𓆪 First Kill Menu 𓆰♥︎𓆪

↳ Talia Burns.

coming soon!!

↳ Calliope “Cal” Burns.

Runaways. (☦︎︎-☹︎-☻︎) x Black Fem!Reader

Warnings; Mentions of abuse, manipulation, favoritism, etc.

Synopsis; You and Cal have had enough.

↳ Next Ep; Not Giving In. (☀︎︎-☹︎-☻︎) (coming soon!!)

warnings: violence, blood, character death.

synopsis: talia and margot set out to find you and Cal.

↳ Elinor Fairmont.

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↳ Juliette Fairmont.

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↳ Margot Fairmont.

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 Euphoria Menu 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Rue Bennet/Zendaya Coleman.

The End Of An Era. (Ep. 1) (☀︎︎ - ☹︎ - ☻︎) x Black Fem!Reader

Warnings; Sapphic BS.

Synopsis; I could feel your love fading.

↳ Leslie Bennet/Nika King.

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↳ Maddy Perez.

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↳ Lexi Howard/Maude Apatow.

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↳ Jules Vaughn.

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↳ Gia Bennet.

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↳ Faye/Chloe Cherry.

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↳ Cassie Howard.

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↳ Fezco.

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𓆰♥︎𓆪 In The Heights Menu 𓆰♥︎𓆪

↳ Nina Rosario

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↳ Vanessa.

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↳ Usnavi De La Vega.

Ghosts Of A Lover Unknown (☦︎︎ - ☾ - ☹︎) x Latina Fem!Y/n

Warnings; very very sad usnavi, worried sonny, insomnia, hints of past life themes, if everything is in italics, it means it’s a flashback!, open ended (interpretation is up to you).

Synopsis; #3 “If our empty bedroom bothers you so much maybe try sleeping in it one day, Blank”.

Nina’s Little Sister (☦︎︎ - ☾ - ☻︎) x Afro-Latina Fem!Y/n

warnings: none. fluffy bullshit.

synopsis: 11. “d-did it hurt when heaven fell? I mean- when you…fuck. Anyway, i’m blank and that was humiliating. let’s start over”?

↳ Benny.

coming soon!!

↳ Sonny De La Vega.

Nose Goes. (☦︎︎ - ☾ - ☻︎) x Afro-Latina Fem!Y/n

Warnings: So sweet it gives cavities.

Synopsis; #13 “Baking Gone Wrong”.

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↳ Charlie Bradbury.

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↳ Sam Winchester.

Siri Play Hot N Cold By Katy Perry. (☦︎︎ - ☹︎-ish - ☻︎ - ✞) x Black Fem!Y/n

Warnings; Siren!Reader. Murderous kids, demons n shit, hungry!cas, man starved!sam, woman dehydrated!reader, basically woman sam!reader, over it!dean, needy sex, straight to the point, soft love making.

Synopsis; You and the Winchester brothers have been friends and partners for years, especially you and Sam— You’ve been their hand to hold and guide through the supernatural world since you’re apart of it. You and Sam have loved each other since forever, in secret of course. After a big blowout between the two of you, Dean is fed up and sends you both on a mission…Alone. Will years of pent up frustration and hidden love finally be revealed?

↳ Dean Winchester.

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↳ Castiel “Cas”.

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↳ Nanno.

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 Heathers Menu 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Jason “J.D” Dean.

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↳ Vanessa Sawyer.

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↳ Heather Chandler.

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↳ Heather Mcnamara.

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↳ Heather Duke.

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 DC 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Harley Quinn (Harleen Quinzel)

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↳ Poison Ivy (Pamela Isley).

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↳ Catwoman (Selina Kyle).

How Familiar A Face. Selina Kyle (☦︎︎ - ☹︎ - ✞ - ☻︎) x Black Fem!Y/n (Aka Dré’s Birthday Fic)

Warnings: childhood friends to lovers, pup!y/n, kitty!selina, sub!y/n, dom!selina, brat/brat tamer, sexual harassment, forced orgasm, orgasm denial, overstimulation, oral, degradation, praise, dumbification, size kink, yandere themes, slight noncon/dubcon, sadism/masochism, blood kink, knife kink, pain kink, tears of…well, you be the judge, oh and fingering :)

Synopsis: selina hates playing hero but she doesn’t mind it. what happens when she has to save a familiar face from a group of men?

Confessions Of Sin. Selina Kyle (☦︎︎ - ✞ - sprinkle of - ☹︎ - ☻︎) x Black Fem!Y/n (aka dre’s second annual birthday fic.)

warnings: vampire!selina, hybrid!y/n (wolf/witch), g!p (selina), degradation, stalking, slight dub-con, mating, sadism, masochism, mommy kink, slight!puppy play, intercourse, slight fingering.

synopsis: she’s been watching you.

Empty Planet. Selina Kyle (☦︎︎ - ✞ - (???) - ☻︎ - ☹︎) x Black Fem!Y/n

warnings: slight religious trauma, end of the world au, grief, death, apocalypse, oral (reader!receiving), tribbing, soft dom!selina, sub!y/n, depression mentions, sweet sapphic bs.

synopsis: opposite lifestyles lead two people together in a time of crisis.

↳ Starfire (Koriand’r).

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↳ Raven.

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will be making a part two to this list.

This List will be updated regularly as I go on. Enjoy the baked goods in Fatality’s Fic Bakery! 🥖🥐🥯🍞🥨🥮🧁🍧🍨🍯

[succyobsessions]

My Fav Sapphic Ships + Taylor Swift Songs

1. Dani x Jamie (The Haunting of Bly Manor)

The Lakes— Folklore

“Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die

I don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you”

“I want auroras and sad prose

I want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet

'Cause I haven't moved in years

And I want you right here

A red rose grew up out of ice frozen ground

With no one around to tweet it

While I bathe in cliffside pools

With my calamitous love and insurmountable grief”

“I'm setting off, but not without my muse

No, not without you”

2. Calliope x Juliette (First Kill)

Don’t Blame Me— Reputation

“Don't blame me, love made me crazy

If it doesn't, you ain't doin' it right

Lord, save me, my drug is my baby

I'll be usin' for the rest of my life”

“For you, I would cross the line

I would waste my time

I would lose my mind

They say, ‘She's gone too far this time’”

“And baby, for you, I would fall from grace

Just to touch your face

If you walk away

I'd beg you on my knees to stay”

3. Shoni—Shelby x Toni (The Wilds)

Wonderland— 1989

“Flashing lights and we

Took a wrong turn and we

Fell down a rabbit hole

You held on tight to me

'Cause nothing's as it seems”

“Didn't they tell us don't rush into things?

Didn't you flash your green eyes at me?

Haven't you heard what becomes of curious minds?”

“So we went on our way

Too in love to think straight

All alone or so it seemed

But there were strangers watching

And whispers turned to talking

And talking turned to screams”

“We found wonderland

You and I got lost in it

And life was never worse but never better”

4. Emaline x Kate (Everything Sucks!)

Miss Americana & The Heartbreak Prince— Lover

“It's been a long time coming but

It's you and me

That's my whole world

They whisper in the hallway, ‘she's a bad, bad girl’ (okay!)”

“It's you and me

There's nothing like this

Miss Americana and The Heartbreak Prince (okay!)

We're so sad, we paint the town blue

Voted most likely to run away

With you”

“And I'll never let you (go)

'Cause I know this is a (fight)

That someday we're gonna (win)”

5. Mae x George (Feel Good)

State Of Grace— Red

“So you were never a saint

And I've loved in shades of wrong

We learn to live with the pain

Mosaic broken hearts

But this love is brave and wild

And I never (never)

Saw you coming

And I'll never (never)

Be the same”

“This is a state of grace

This is the worthwhile fight

Love is a ruthless game

Unless you play it good and right

These are the hands of fate

You're my Achilles heel

This is the golden age of something good and right and real”

6. Deena x Sam (Fear Street Trilogy)

Dancing With Our Hands Tied— Reputation

“I, I loved you in secret

First sight, yeah, we love without reason”

“I could've spent forever with your hands in my pockets

Picture of your face in an invisible locket

You said there was nothing in the world that could stop it

I had a bad feeling”

“I, I loved you in spite of

Deep fears that the world would divide us

So, baby, can we dance

Oh, through an avalanche?

And say, say that we got it

I'm a mess, but I'm the mess that you wanted”

“Yeah, we were dancing

Dancing with our hands tied, hands tied

Yeah, we were dancing

(Ooh, we had our hands tied)

And I had a bad feeling

But we were dancing”

7. Idgie x Ruth (Fried Green Tomatoes)

Ivy— Evermore

“Oh, goddamn

My pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand

Taking mine, but it's been promised to another

Oh, I can't

Stop you putting roots in my dreamland

My house of stone, your ivy grows

And now I'm covered in you”

“What would he do if he found us out?

Crescent moon, coast is clear

Spring breaks loose, but so does fear

He's gonna burn this house to the ground”

“How's one to know?

I'd live and die for moments that we stole

On begged and borrowed time”

“So yeah, it's a fire

It's a goddamn blaze in the dark

And you started it

You started it

So yeah, it's a war

It's the goddamn fight of my life

And you started it

You started it”

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I mean, you did ask - leo x reader

all  characters are aged up to 18+ for smexy subtext

word count: 2k

pairing: leo x gn child of calliope reader

genre: adventure, romance, hints at a lowkey soulmate au

summary: after a bumpy reunion turned interrogation with your friends, you finally prove to Leo that you’re someone worth catching up with

warnings: swearing, friends hold you at knife point (for good reason) memory loss, dimesion/reality travel, the phrase “horrible sexy little goose” not about an actual animal, moderate time difference between worlds, reader is acting like a cocky piece of shit half the time, you call yourself sexy a lot, annabeth slaps reader and reader is unbothered, reader and leo hae very visceral reactions upon seeing each other, piper picks up on this, moderately aggressive face grabbing, discussing personal info with someone somewhat privately, brief mentions of hand holding and hair pulling during sex, you spill tea about the rest of the demisquad, I think that’s it pls tell me if I missed any

song rec: choke - i don’t know how but they found me

a/n: this is from a very vivid daydream I had so er ah if reader seems op coded that’s cause she is uwu

You were excited to reunite with your friends after so long, but being tied up and held hostage at knifepoint by the people you love who don’t even remember you wasn’t the welcome wagon you were hoping for. Then again, as a child of Calliope, you can’t say you’re surprised. 

Apollo has a lot of kids, but demigod children of the muses are exceptionally less common. They’re volatile, really powerful, extremely engrossed in their art, and usually care more about their latest thesis paper or painting or manuscript than going on quests, and more often than not have very specific powers. You, for example, love quests but feel like you never get to go on any, usually because you’re fighting monsters somewhere else. One fun little power you inherited from your mom is - somewhat involuntary - dimension shifting. 

A lot of times you just get summoned somewhere else, with a little inherent background knowledge and your weapon, set free into the new world like a horrible sexy little goose. There’s usually some kind of objective you need to meet; find this person, set something in motion, give someone support in a time of need, deliver a package. After that, you get sent back to your family at camp half blood. The catch, one of them at least, is that a few days Somewhere Else could be no more than a few minutes in your homeverse. 

Another catch is that because of all that, and the fact that you wouldn’t know how to begin explaining, let alone if anyone would believe you, no one knows you can do this yet. Chiron has an idea, but you’ve never told anyone outright. 

You guess now is as good of a time as any to come clean, as Percy holds his sword threateningly close to your neck. You let out a disbelieving laugh, and bite the inside of your cheek.

“Okay, okay… you want the truth?” he starts to back off, and you continue, leaning forward, “I’m not surprised you’d want to know where someone this sexy-” your words cut off as Annabeth’s hand slaps you across the face. You let out a laugh of disbelief, cheek stinging.

“A cheap shot, Annabeth? Wow, I really didn’t take you for the type,” she grabs your face, leaning in close, knife once again against your throat. 

"How do you know my name." She hisses, and behind her, the door opens. Messy dark curls peek over her head in your vision and you know instantly who it is. Your heart starts pounding, loud and hard, and something heavy starts swirling deep in your gut. Your eyes lock as soon as he enters the room and an instinctive smile blooms on your face, knowing what's inevitably on its way. 

"Hey Sparky…" 

Your voice, slow and drawling (and, he'd be lying if he didn't say kind of very sexy) impales him as soon as he enters the room. He watches your pupils expand, eyes locked, immediately swept away by your magnetic aura. A fox like grin decorates your pretty face, and he gets the feeling you know more than you let on. Way more. He's so drawn to you on a guttural level, way more than he's ever been to someone before. His face is hot, and when you slowly wink at him, he feels flames erupt on his cheeks. It takes him a second to put it out, feeling your white hot gaze on him the entire time. 

Piper, who's been helping with your interrogation, looks back and forth between you two as this progresses, taking in a breath and mumbling a shocked, "Oh," as she begins to understand. 

"How are those repairs coming?" Jason asks, oblivious to everything that's happening between you two. 

"Uh… nearly done…" Leo mutters, watching as you hold back an elated giggle at the sound of his voice. You never forget how good it feels to see him again, but the fresh feeling is always better than you can imagine. Jason glances between you two, and walks over to Leo, suspicious of your interest in him. 

"I'll walk you back," Jason says, glaring at you. Your eyes stay locked with Leo's until the door finally closes again. Piper stares at you, bewildered by the tension turned to frantic energy crackling around both you and Leo. She can sense it on him even after he's out of the room. 

Annabeth finally drops your face, pacing and pinching the bridge of her nose. Percy slams him hands down on the table and levels his face with yours. 

"I'm gonna ask you one last time. How do you know us?" 

You stare at the table for a second, still thinking about him. You have to see him again. You’ve waited for too long, you just can’t do it anymore. 

“H- okay. Um,” You blink a few times, facade falling away almost instantly as you look up in a silent prayer that this doesn’t go as badly as you feel like it will. You sigh, looking back up at the other people in the room, a new, deliberate intention in your eyes that they hadn’t seen before. 

“You want to know why I’m here?” 

Their answer is the silence that follows.

“You’re not gonna believe me.” They look around at each other, collectively thinking about everything they’ve been through in the last year alone.

“Try us.” Annabeth replies. You sigh again, and introduce yourself. “...I’m a child of Calliope, muse of epic poetry, and I know you all because we grew up together. One of the fun - quirks, I inherited from my mom is traveling into different stories, or realities, I guess. It’s hard to control, and sometimes happens involuntarily. I adapt to wherever I am, and the universe sort of auto adjusts to follow the rules that stories have to follow. 

The reason you don’t remember me is because I was gone for a really long time, and your story had to keep going. Trying to find me wouldn’t have moved the plot forward, questioning where I went would have been confusing, so it did the simplest thing and edited me out so you could get closer to meeting your objectives.”

Once again, their silence is your answer. 

“Guys, sidebar.” Annabeth says, pulling Percy, Jason, and Piper out of the room for a moment. The come back in a little while later, and she looks you dead in the eye.

“If you really know us as well as you say you do, prove it. Tell us you’d only know if we were as close as you say we were.” 

You sigh yet again, having lost count at how many times that’s happened today alone. You roll your shoulders and bob your head, irritable that you’re still restrained and itching to move. 

“Is there anything we can do before the whole tell me something really personal thing?” 

Percy looks at you, challenging.

“Can you do it or not?”

Another noise of exasperation leaves you, and you agree, resignation all over your face.

“You know what, yeah. Okay, we’re doing this. Someone go get Leo.” An involuntary smile once again launches onto your face at the mention of his name. Jason starts to object. 

“Hey, I’m not going to spill something personal about someone when they’re not in the room.” They agree reluctantly, and Jason leaves, returning again with Leo. You look at him again, enraptured by his presence. He can’t say he doesn’t like the attention - a hottie like you looking at him like that? Yes, please - but something about it feels different, and he gets the feeling there’s a lot more going on than they’re aware of. 

You nod your head once, indicating for him to come closer. He gets a little closer. You widen your eyes, nodding two more times, and he hesitantly gets within whispering distance. 

You turn your head to your left, dangerously close to his face. He can feel his pulse already speeding up. Heat radiates between your faces, your breath fanning over his neck as you whisper slowly,

“You really… really like holding hands, and when I pull your hair during sex.” 

He pulls away from you quickly, beet red, bewildered expression obvious to everyone in the room. “H-how-”

“How do you think?” You reply calmly, loving everything about him, “Okay, to be fair…” you nod once more, eyes flaring, and he leans in once again, equally hesitant and curious. Your words tickle his ear, seeming to light up his entire nervous system like a firecracker.

“I really really like when you bite that spot on my neck, just below my ear.” 

He pulls away again, trying not to literally and figuratively combust. He stares in your eyes intensely, searching for anything besides the truth. He finds absolutely nothing. He turns around, unable to look his friends in the eye. 

“They’re legit, guys.” 

“Wait, what did you say to him?” Piper asks, unsure if she wants to know the answer. 

“Yeah,” Annabeth agrees, “what if it’s some kind of mind control-” Your deep, burning desire to finally hold Leo after god knows how long is starting to beat your better judgement, and you really, really want to be untied from this stupid chair. “Annabeth! Your favorite show was Cyber Chase growing up, you used to come up with plans on how to defeat Hacker, your best was cutting off his food supply - good strategy, I’ve used it before, myself. 

Percy, you feel like you can’t sing because you were forced to participate in an elementary school recital and some kid called you tonedeaf behind your back, it kicked you right in the RSD balls. 

Piper, you’re a closet weeb, you watched Ouran High School Host club obsessively and still do sometimes, you fell for Jason because he had, quote, 'Tamaki's looks and Kyoya's brains, the ideal man'. 

Jason, that scar on your lip is from biting a stapler as a child-"

"Okay, everyone knows that-"

"-and," you continue, showing no signs of stopping, "the reason you ate the stapler is because you were pretending to be a trash compactor because you saw one on TV. 

Nico is totally not right outside the door keeping guard right now, but if he were and you asked him if he likes the diary of a wimpy kid movies he'll ask how the hell you know that - should I continue."

Again, the answers are in the silence hovering in the room. 

“I think it’s about time to catch me up on what I missed.” 

A beat passes.

“Right,” Annabeth says, blinking and readjusting her ponytail as she sits down across from you, Percy already taking the bindings off of your wrists, “so, about the quest…”

She starts to fill you in on the details you missed, bringing you up to speed. After a little while you all decide to call it a night. Piper senses your energy ramping up in spite of the exhaustion settling in. You finally bid them all good night, but Piper’s not sold by your forced yawns. After what feels like another lifetime, you finally leave the room you’ve been in for hours with one objective. 

You can’t stay away from him anymore, you have to find Leo. 

After navigating a maze of hallways and doors, you finally push open the right one to see him looking up at you, and find yourself saying for the second time tonight,

“Hey, Sparky…” 

His heart is racing, and he gets that heavy, full feeling in his chest again, not having fully shaken it from the last time you saw each other. Looking into your eyes makes him nostalgic for something he can’t quite remember, and he knows with full certainty that you have more history than he’s aware of. He wants more than anything in this moment to remember. He sets down the wrench in his hand, taking a step toward you.

“Hey…”

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#5

Killers🩸⚔️! You are AMAZING, & when I say you did not come to play, I mean it! In 24 hours, we have reached our $5K GFM goal! The team is so thankful for the contributions you’ve made to this campaign. The GFM will stay up until Sept 9th, so that even more people can donate!

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#4

Imani Lewis (please call her MochaBand) is heading to #Fiercon on Sunday. Let's give her some love 😘

The ones attending virtual or in person.

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#2

Sarah Catherine Hook and Mocha Bands did a live yesterday on Instagram to thank the fans for the gifts they received during Clexa Con. 

Here’s the link in case you missed it!

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My #1 post of 2022

First Kill Friday Watch Party

Killers🩸⚔️, times have been picked and plans have been set, now who’s ready to celebrate #FirstKillFriday? That’s right, starting this upcoming Friday we will be hosting live watch parties and spaces starting at 8pm PST on Twitter! Don’t be late because you never know who might drop by 👀!

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Juliette Fairmont and Calliope Burns

First Kill 1x04

[whitestnoise]

It's okay to be nervous, everybody is the first time. But once those monsters are coming for you your instincts kick in.

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“The Most Meta Finale”  Or, on trying to disown old canon since season 11.

To be honest, I was going to spend today re-watching some season 6 episodes to see if I could come up with a much more modest plausible theory about the reason there was so much AU and time travel nonsense especially in the latter half of the season, was because of a theme of shattering canon, quite deliberately. In a way of staking a claim but also washing hands of messing up the stuff that came before. And instead I ended up giving myself a migraine seeing canon since season 5 as something that's been repeatedly disowned and carefully distanced from over and over.

In 5x22 Chuck ends the story with his definitive THE END on the whole mess. Of course it's a bit ridiculous because season 6 was already long foretold and the story was going to have to continue. But Chuck sits there representing the author, in a very unsubtle way, with his finished drink, finished manuscript, and all cleaned up, washing his hands of the Chuck the Prophet persona and going on to chill out and enjoy the ~finished story~

6x15, though, represents in the most meta ridiculous ways the trouble the show felt, or lampooned itself being stuck with, having to continue on into season 6, with the theme in 6x15 and then seriously in 6x20, being what to do when the original story was over, and how to continue on. In The French Mistake "Bob Singer" dismisses the entire idea of season 6 out loud, rolling his eyes at the fact they're continuing to make the story. At the end of the episode he is killed off, and "Kripke" is taken out with much dramatic fanfare (and the same music as 6x18's cowboy confrontation, which amuses me no end and is another weird link between the episodes about travels in time and space, testing the bounds of the universe they're written in, and breaking them.) Of course killing "Kripke" off is the very unsubtle message about the death of the author, a metatextual image that goes with God leaving the story and sending it off into the wild. Kripke (the real one) wrote 6x22 as his final episode, before leaving it all in others' hands since then. On pretty much every level of the story it's handed off to writer after writer.

I think it's interesting that the "original story" is captured within the show as the Winchester Gospels (and my tag for that has plenty of amusing exploration of the ways this makes canon fascinatingly more complex) - but also that it makes SUCH a clear divide between the Original Story aka the subject of the Gospels, and what comes after. Charlie giggles in delight at discovering that the seemingly random hunters she meets later in their story have been the subject of the books and have such a meta backstory, and in 8x20 their lives are turned into a low key conflict between the real and the novelised in the way Charlie interacts with them. 

In 10x05 they see their lives from the outside, Marie's canon which echoes their lives up to the point the Original Story ends, and we get another line which is one of my favourites in that episode, dismissing everything that comes after 5x22 as terrible fan fiction. Not that Calliope thinks she did much better...

I've written somewhere else about the meta episodes or characters such as Metatron showing the writers' anxiety about taking on the story, and it often comes with this deep horror of the weight on them to continue the story, the meta story within the story also making this shove on them that shackles them to this narrative of the Original Story. I also should have really included Metatron being waved off into the Empty or wherever in between Chuck's disappearances but I ran out of gif space up there... 

Rewatching 11x20 recently I was deeply struck by how alike Metatron and Chuck are even down to their little curly haired vessels, though of course with wonderfully acted different bearings to make their personalities and place in the story clear. 

Metatron has his own huge part to play in representing the story and the deep, deep anxiety they had about following on from it. In 9x18 Metatron burns a copy of Tall Tales while trying to stand above the old canon, and Chuck takes him to task for it in 11x20, and Metatron folds and admits he's a terrible copy-cat writer, the anxieties you can see all over his appearances in Carver era while trying to wrangle the story in his favour. And in the end Chuck leaves his desk with a manuscript on it again just like in 5x22, though this time going to what he thinks may be his end:

These moments of trying to end or box off old canon with Death of the Author moments are incredibly numerous. We have Chuck leaving in 5x22, "Kripke" dying in 6x15, the entire plot of 10x05 being about Calliope coming to consume the author, and the meta nonsense there, and then Metatron's death, Chuck slated to die but saved by network panic about what you can and can't show on screen... 

This shot of Chuck was a zoom out in comparison to the zoom in on dead "Kripke", but feels very similar, especially with Amara having raged at him about the story, after in 11x20 Chuck refused to allow it to be her story. Of course the resolution allows the suppressed, forgotten, fridged feminine side of the story to be released, and Mary is brought back. And after Chuck and Amara - now joint authors of the story with her action to bring Mary back creating the narrative of season 12 and flipping the influence from the douchey male creator to the women whose stories were never told, we've had ANOTHER absconding of the authors of the story, once again leaving the story in a sort of 5x death of the author situation, and once again like season 6, which season 12 mirrored in many ways, scrambling to understand their ends of the story.

I think the destruction of old canon seems almost like a necessary sort of household chore on the story - a chance to try and reclaim it, to put it into the hands of new author figures within the story, and an attempt for those left behind after showrunners and enormous creative influences like Edlund (who set Metatron up to go, threw him at the story, and left) or Robbie (who set Chuck up, threw him at the story, and left) have gone. Once Carver left somewhere before the end of season 11, we entered the rather strange world of the first time since season 2 not having part of the "Carver Edlund" duo the show's own God was named after on the writing team, and Dabb, who had been with the show almost as long as Carver and written more episodes than any other writer by like, the end of season 10, so will probably hold that title forever now, was left to remove the characters related to all this from the show, to start fresh.

And it seemed like everyone was having a stab at telling the story - the BMoL in particular twice referenced 9x18 and Metatron in a bid to wrangle control of the story with face on talking to the camera asking for stories or typing them - although lampshaded that the story really wasn’t going their way.

I find it really fascinating then to look back to season 6 and these other examples of trying to disown and distance the story from the old canon, to try and strike out and say the story now belongs to someone else, that these old parts of it are no longer our parts of it, though they influence us and we draw from them. If season 6 was using these AUs and time travel stories (The French Mistake, My Heart Will Go On and Frontierland) to explore the shattering of the world (before 6x21 and 6x21 explored smashing open Purgatory and bringing in new monsters and new plotlines to change the game for season 7), then season 12 referencing the most meta of all these examples when bringing in its own AU seems to me to be very deeply relevant.

The premise of the AU is one that in a way wipes the slate clean - removing the Winchesters, their entire influence, trashing every single word in those gospels, so the story can never happen that way, in a way is the freshest start so far. If season 13 focuses on characters like Michael or Bobby's experience of this AU and give us another history, an explanation of where it all went different, which all seems fairly likely at this point that we should learn more and understand the motivations and lives lead in the Winchesters' absence, then I think this really will live up to the threat that this was the most meta finale yet. A throwaway reference to the French Mistake doesn't SEEM to make it all that meta on the surface. But in the immediate context of the episode, the AU's description, of being turned on Mary's deal not being made, was used to absolve her and lift up Sam and Dean in the context of their own world - that they'd made the right choices, that they had authored their own world far better than it would have been without them.

I am very curious to see what Dabb does with his clean slate, after he used season 12 to try and tie up as many loose ends as humanly possible, and churn up references to almost every part of old canon into the story to give it another hearing, another perspective, another chance to be told. I think season 12 was very much the tidying away season and an AU with potentially completely different rules, and definitely an entirely other history and sets of characters, is an interesting way to re-make the show in... something's image. I suppose these thoughts are for revisiting in the aftermath of the end of the season and whatever that ends up bringing...

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Calliope Burns and Juliette Fairmont

First Kill 1x04

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Juliette Fairmont and Calliope Burns

First Kill 1x04

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Calliope Burns and Juliette Fairmont

First Kill 1x04