#cass giggles and screams over her favorite tv show

[himejoshiangels]

cass cain is so emotive and I hate that so many of yall fall straight into the stoic asian woman stereotype thing because like, the only reason cass wouldn't vocalize a feeling is when she would struggle to find the word for it because she literally wasn't taught how to speak. that's so fucking upsetting. She has such big beautiful emotions, she feels so deeply about the littlest things but everytime she has trouble putting it into words she's reminded that she was conceived not to. her abuser did not have her feelings or her pain in mind, only how well she could end a life. can you fucking imagine

[whatcouldgowrong-ohthat]

Hey! If you're accepting requests right now may I get Scott x Reader fluff? 🥺 The details are up to you I only want the fluff 😅

I love when I get Scott requests. I love it!!!! Yes to the Scott fluff - I gotchu!!! Also the gif below has nothing to do with what happens in the fic, it just has both Cassie and Scott in it. XD

Title: Pillow Fort

Word Count: 922 words

Pairing: Scott x reader

Summary: What better way to spend a Saturday evening than with movie marathons, pillow forts, Scott, and sweet Cassie?

Kiss prompt: Morning kisses that are exchanged before either person opens their eyes, kissing blindly until their lips meet in a blissful encounter. 

Warnings: FLUFFY FLUFFER FLUFFINESS

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Pillows – check. Blankets – check. Candy – check. Soda – check. Movies galore – check.

Double of everything listed above – double check.

Cassie looked up from her check list, pencil pressed against her lips as she looked around. “Are we missing anything?”

On his knees, Scott made sure to take a careful look around. Then, he remembered. “What about your gift for Y/N?”

“Right!” Cassie dropped her notepad and pencil, running in the direction of her bedroom.

Scott laughed, scratching the back of his neck as his little girl took off. She had taken such a liking to Y/N. Something he had never expected to see, but god, did it warm his heart. “Hurry, she’ll be here soon!” Pushing himself off the floor, he grabbed the movies and flipped through them. “Wait, Peanut, which one did you want to watch first?”

Cassie came back out, the birthday present wrapped in Sunday morning comics with maybe a tad too much tape. “Um…” Her nose scrunched. “Rise of the Guardians for sure.”

Scott laughed. “You got it.” He went to put it in just as the doorbell rang.

“I got it,” Cassie screamed.

Scott focused on setting up the TV. He heard the door open, giggles and hellos passing between his two favorite girls. When did he get this lucky? He honestly couldn’t picture a time before Y/N entered their life. She just…she fit. So well.

“Hey, Handsome.” He felt a pair of hands on his shoulders. Tilting his head back, he grinned from ear to ear as she kissed his nose.

“Hey, Cutie,” he whispered, craning his head back a little more. He caught her lips in a quick kiss. Quick only because he heard Cassie’s incessant giggles behind them.

“Dad,” she whined. “It’s time for the marathon.”

“And is this what we’re watching it in?” Y/N gestured to the fort. It was extreme. If there was a competition for this creation, they would have won the gold. “Awesome, where am I sitting?”

Cassie showed her and Scott their spots. They laid on either side of her. A massive sandwich of pillows and blankets with twinkle lights and a huge screen being their only source of light. Scott’s arm was tucked behind her, his hand lightly tracing Y/N’s shoulder. “Do you want to give Y/N your present first?”

“My what now?”

His daughter grabbed the box, turning to face them. She was practically shaking with excitement. Crawling closer to them, she snuggled into Scott’s side and handed Y/N the box. “It’s for your birthday.”

“You didn’t have to – “

“Just open it.”

Y/N looked to Scott for help, but he just shrugged. When it came to Cassie’s ideas, he was merely along for the ride. Her fingers tugged at the comic strips of wrapping paper, taking it slow simply because Cassie’s excitement was so adorable.

She set the paper aside, opening the box. Her heart swelled at the sight. “Cassie,” she whispered.

“I saved up all of my allowance to get it. Do you like it?”

Y/N pulled out the multi-chained bracelet. It had three charms – little hearts made of different gemstones. She recognized them. It was each of their birthstones. “Cass…” She looked at her, unable to contain her smile. “This is the sweetest gift anyone has ever given me. C’mere, Munchkin.” Y/N tugged Cassie into her lap, squeezing her tight. She looked at Scott, as if silently asking if he had anything to do with this. He held his hands up, completely innocent. “Can you help me put it on?”

Cassie nodded, tiny fingers playing with the clasp as Y/N took off her many bracelets. The gift fit perfectly. Y/N knew she would have the hardest time taking it off. She smothered Cassie’s cheeks in kisses, earning a bunch of giggles before they finally settled down. “So…what movie are we watching tonight?”

Loving every minute of his girls interacting, Scott picked up the remote as Cassie finally settled between them. “Peanut here has picked Rise of the Guardians.”

“Sweet!” Y/N grabbed a Hershey kiss. “I love that one.”

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Somewhere after five movies, a lot of sugar, and in the middle of El Dorado’s credits, the trio had fallen asleep. They were all tucked together under Scott’s comforter. A perfect fit really.

Cassie was the first to wake. She was slow, as quiet as a mouse as she slipped out of the fort. Cereal. She needed cereal.

Which left Y/N to snuggle into Scott’s chest, head resting on the crook of his arm. They were awake, but neither of them wanted to admit it. It was so warm. Comfortable. Perfect. Tilting her head slightly, Y/N started trailing kiss over his jaw, legs intertwining with his. She kept her eyes closed, knowing if she opened them then they had to admit it was time to get up.

“Morn’,” Scott mumbled, nose brushing hers as he lightly kissed her cheek.

Y/N kissed his cheek. “Don’t say that. She’ll hear.”

Scott chuckled, lips catching hers. His fingers reached, cradling her jaw as her hands rest on his forearm. It was simple, sweet bliss.

Humming softly, Y/N opened her eyes and squeezed his arms. “You’re cute in the mornings,” she told him, nose nudging his before they kissed once more.

“So are you.”

“Morning.”

The two jumped, looking towards the fort’s entrance. They laughed when they saw Cassie and her giant pet ant sitting. Watching.

They giggled, foreheads resting against each other as Cassie munched on her breakfast. She held out her bowl, mouth full as she asked, “Cereal?”

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Scott Lang Masterlist

[megaguardain]

Achievement Hunter Crew: The Bat-Heist, Prologue and Chapter One

UPDATED

After the whole thing with James Ryan ‘the asshole guy’ Haywood, I’ve written him completely out of the story. He doesn’t exist in this universe anymore. Also, I’ve moved the timeline so character’s have changed superhero identities.

Introduction

In a world where superheroes have been around since the early 1900s, no one just robs banks anymore. Everyone’s gotta be taking over the world or enslaving the human race or whatever. But this crew, they’re just wanna rob and steal, not for the money. Just for bragging rights.

Earth-96 is a world where DC characters premiere when they first appear in the comics and age in real time. Batman has been patrolling Gotham since 1939 and the mantle has passed from Bruce Wayne to others since his passing.

Prologue

Earth-96, 2019. Tyler, Texas.

“The Batman was ‘instrumental’ in the arrest of the Joker earlier tonight, a spokesman from the GCPD told us,” the newswoman on the TV said. Shots of a battered Joker, giggling to himself, being loaded into an armored police van while Batman spoke to the police. He was actually shorter than the officers he spoke to.

Batman pressed something on his gauntlet and there was a sound of a roaring engine as something giant barreled toward him. As it got close, the Batman leapt into the air and grabbed onto the giant vehicle.

“Was that a new car?” a newsman asked as the cameraman caught the rear of the Batmobile turning down an alley, “Or did the Flash just pick him up?”

“It probably was a new car. How many has he got now?”

“Probably as many Robins he’s had,” the newswoman commented as she shuffled the papers in front of her, “Up next, who is this new Green Lantern?” the picture shifted to an amateur shot of a Latino woman in a Green Lantern uniform, “And can we trust her?”

The TV turned off. The man watching it put down the remote and sat up, stroking his lower jaw while in deep thought. He wore a black two-piece suit over a white dress shirt. His sleeves were rolled up, exposing the million tattoos on his arms. After reaching some kind of conclusion in his head, the man smiled and pulled out his phone. He scrolled through his contacts and selected one labelled “Michael”.

The phone rang as he put it to his ear.

“‘Sup Geoff,” Michael answered.

“‘Sup Michael, listen,” Geoff said, “I got an idea for something,”

“What kinda something?”

“A big something,”

“We heisting?” Michael asked.

“Oh yeah. It’s a big one, we’re going to need everyone on this,”

“What’re we stealing? Cash? Gold?”

“A car,”

There was a moment of awkward silence before Micahel asked, “Just a car?”

“‘Just a car?’,” Geoff sarcastically asked back, “Just get everyone and meet me at the safehouse,”

“Ya gotta give me something more than that Geoff,” Michael insisted, “Alfredo probably won’t show up over ‘just a car’,”

“We’re heisting the Batman’s car,” Geoff dropped the bomb.

“Shit,” Michael chuckled after another moment of silence, “Yep. Alfredo’s going to love that. That really isn’t just a car,”

“Told ya,” Geoff smiled, amused with himself, “We’ll go over the details at the safehouse,”

“A’ight. See ya soon,” Michael said.

“See ya soon,” Geoff said, ending the call. Geoff poured himself a glass of whiskey as he looked out the window, “This’ll be one for the books,”

Chapter 1:Unpredictable in a Predictable Way

Earth-96. Gotham City, New Jersey.

The new Batmobile had great soundproofing. Batman could hardly hear the sound of the engine from inside the car. The car sped through the streets of Gotham, everything inside was tinted red from the interior lights. He piloted the car over the Robert Kane Memorial Bridge, leaving the city lights glaring through the smog behind him.

“Dim exterior lights,” Batman commanded, his voice distorter still active. The external lights on the Batmobile dimmed, providing almost as much visibility as if they were turned completely off, “Engine, silent run,” Batman commanded. The engine of the Batmobile fell silent, even from outside the car it barely made a sound. 

Batman’s muscle memory expertly piloted the car down a hidden path off the side of the road, towards Wayne Manor. It rolled down and around, along a cliff face on the coast to a cave entrance that was hidden by a waterfall. Inside the cave was dimly lit by lights on either side of a paved track. The Batmobile followed the track into the cave.

After minute or two of following the dimly lit track, the cave opened up into a large cavern. There were multiple platforms bolted to the walls of the cavern, connected by catwalks, wires and elevators. The track the Batmobile led to one of the lowest platforms, it looked like a shelving unit with multiple cubbies that held various bat themed vehicles. From older Batmobiles to the Batplane, Batcyles, a lot of bat themed vehicles. Batman parked the Batmobile he was driving in the empty spot on the Vehicle Platform and got out of the car.

“How’s the new car?” a voice above called down. Batman looked up to see a man with black hair leaning on the railing of the platform above looking down at him. The man wore a red hoodie with a dark t-shirt with Batman’s logo on it.

“It pulls to the left,” Batman said as he approached the nearby elevator, “And the seat is too big,” he added as he stepped into the elevator. The elevator had no music as it took him up to the higher platform.

“Well, you’ll break her in. And maybe grow into the seat too,” the man teased. He was a whole six inches taller than Batman’s five and a half feet stature.

“I have never understood why you refer to the cars as ‘her’ Tim,” Batman said, ignoring the joke about his height and walking toward the fifteen foot, multi-screen computer on the platform, “Joker’s back in Arkham,” Batman said as he sat down in the large chair in front of the computer. He looked tiny in the chair.

“And his gang is already rioting. Wanting to strike down the government hierarchy,” Tim explained.

“What about Sionis or Ogilvy?” Batman asked as the computer displayed the profiles of Black Mask and Emperor Penguin.

“The False Face Society has been growing. With Joker’s latest stunt, they probably won’t stop,” Tim reported, “Ogilvy seems content with running business from the Iceberg Lounge. No one’s going to try anything big for a while,”

“What about Jason and his gang?” Batman asked, taking his cowl off. Showing that Batman wasn’t actually a man, but an Asian woman with short black hair.

“Cass, I know Jason isn’t your favorite person, but he’s on our side,” Tim sighed.

“He is a criminal, he kills people,” Cass scowled. The computer displayed information about the Red Hood Gang, run by the formerly dead, formerly Robin, Jason Todd.

“So did Bruce originally!” Tim countered.

“Not the same,”

“How?”

“Bruce was wrong and he realized that when he adopted Dick,” Cass explained.

“Well, just think of him as a neccessary evil,” Tim sighed, walking away.

Cass just stared at the computer screens as they continued to scroll through the different gangs of Gotham City and their territories around Gotham. The screens shifted to reports of the Joker Gang protesting outside Arkham Asylum, calling to free Joker.

The next night,

“Everybody on the ground!” a man wearing a potato-brown mask with a hand drawn smile shouted as he fired his rifle into the ceiling of the bank. He wore a brown leather jacket over a kevlar vest and t-shirt.

“Let’s go! Give us the money!” a man wearing a hockey mask that had a pattern with stickers from different tourist traps from around America shouted, tossing a duffle bag to the teller behind the counter. He wore a black two-piece suit under a kevlar vest and held a shotgun to a teller.

A third man wearing a BMX helmet, a Hawaiian shirt under a kevlar vest and white shorts, kept a shotgun trained on a security guard, “Don’t,” he growled when the guard moved.

“I knew it was a bad idea to extend hours into the evening,” the guard grumbled.

“Just load up the cash, we’re not interested in being murderers,” the one in the hockey mask said. The teller loaded bundles of money into the duffle bag.

“Give me the dye packs,” the one in the potato mask ordered another teller.

“Wh-what?” the teller asked.

The man in the potato mask punched the bulletproof glass that separated him and the teller, it shattered into pieces and possibly made several bystanders wet themselves as they screamed, “Dye packs,” the man ordered again, aiming his rifle at the teller, “Now,”

The teller quickly gathered and placed the dye packs on the counter in front of the potato masked man. The robber put the dye packs in his jacket pockets.

“How we doin’ Alpha?” he asked.

“I got the money!” the tourist hockey masked man shouted, taking the filled duffle bag from the teller, “Let’s go!”

The three bank robbers made their way to the front door, they each took cover on either side of the door frame. A sign behind them said ‘Welcome to Gotham City Trust, your money is safe with us!’.

“GCPD should be here any second now,” the BMX helmet man said.

“Good,” the potato masked man said, tossing the dye packs to his partners. The crew had to wait for less than a minute before they heard the sirens. The sirens stopped as they came close to the bank.

“GCPD!” they could hear shouted at them over a loudspeaker, “Put your weapons down and come out with your hands up!”

“They asked us so nicely Bravo, whaddya think?” the potato maked man asked.

“We should give them a gift for being so nice, Charlie,” the man wearing the BMX helmet suggested.

Alpha, Bravo and Charlie opened the doors of the bank and, without emerging too much from cover, threw the dye packs at the police cars parked outside. They landed with audible thuds that the robbers could hear from the bank entrance.

“Grenades!” one of the officers shouted.

“Go! Go! Go!” Alpha commanded. The robbers ran out the door and to the right, travelling along the side of the bank and away from the cops.

“Wait, it’s not a gre-” the dye packs exploded, covering the squad cars and nearby officers in hot red paint and creating a red smoke that flew into the sky.

“See ya losers!” Charlie shouted back at the police as he continued to flee.

The crew crossed the street, avoiding the oncoming traffic that sounded their horns at them, they came into a small alleyway that had an armored four-door car waiting for them. But before they could get close to the car, a shuriken in the shape of a pair of bird wings embedded itself in the car’s hood.

“You guys new ‘round here?” a young voice asked. The crew looked and saw an African-American man on the nearby fire escape, holding two yellow escrima sticks connected by yellow wire. He had yellow helmet with a black visor in the shape of a bat. He wore a yellow and black suit with a black reflective bat symbol on his chest, “Ya’ll should just give-”

The robbers just started firing at him. The young man pressed himself back against the building while the robbers slowly made their way close to the car. Bravo entered first in the driver’s seat and started the car, Alpha sat in the passenger’s seat while Charlie got into the back. Bravo sped out of the alleyway before the young man could stop them.

“We got the Signal’s attention, won’t be long ‘til he shows up,” Charlie said.

“You know what to do if that happens,” Alpha said.

Bravo drove the car away from the bank, several police cars with lights and sirens blaring chased after them. As they weaved through the slower traffic, Charlie rolled down the window next to him and started blind firing back at the cops.

“So, how’s it feel to be back in your home state Charlie?” Bravo asked casually.

“Heh. It’s alright. Never been to Gotham,” Charlie said just as casually, “Always wanted to see the Bat with my own eyes,”

“Well, if this goes right, you’re going to,” Alpha said. Bravo slipped through a hole in a police blockade on the Madison Bridge that led into Old Gotham. As the crew came off the bridge, a shadow passed over them.

“Was that-?” Charlie asked, just before Batman landed on their hood, “Yep! Yes it was!”

“Pull over!” the vigilante ordered.

“You want me to pull over? Okay!” Bravo said, jerking the wheel to one side, causing the car to spin out as Charlie pulled his upper half out of the window. Charlie fired his rifle at Batman, the dark knight flipped onto the roof and kicked the gun out of his hand.

“Shit!” Charlie cried.

Batman pulled Charlie out of the car, but he punched Batman in the gut. They both flew off the car as it sped away, a few police cars shot past them to chase after the other robbers while others stopped to barricade the street. Charlie stood up and pulled off his ruined potato mask, his face was hardly scratched despite having kissed the street at almost seventy miles per hour.

“You’re shorter than I expected,” he commented when Batman stood up.

“Give up,” Batman ordered.

“No, fuck you,” Charlie smirked, putting his fists up in a fighting stance. Charlie ran at Batman, throwing a right hook but Batman was already dodging, he grabbed Charlie’s arm and restrained it behind his back.

“Your friends left you behind,”

“Yeah well,” Charlie groaned, “Still gotta job to do,” he twisted around and tried to punch Batman with his free hand, but Batman caught it and restrained it too.

Charlie shrugged off Batman’s grip, surprising the vigilante, before spinning around to slug the dark knight, but only grazed his bat-ears. Batman struck a space under Charlie’s arm and robber’s arm fell limp. Charlie looked at his unusable arm and gave a one armed shrug, he charge at Batman again. Just as he got close enough to punch Batman, he realized he was flat on his back with Batman standing above him. The last thing he remembers before blacking out was Batman’s fist.

“Cass,” The Signal’s voice came over the radio in Batman’s ear.

“Go ahead Signal,” Batman said as he watched the police take custody of the bank robber.

“Sorry, they got away,” The Signal said, “I lost track of them and they switched cars before I found them again,”

“Understood, we’ll find them,” Batman assured.

Alpha and Bravo drove a beat up hippie van to a warehouse on one of Gotham’s many docks. They had removed their masks already, Bravo sporting a full beard of reddish-brown hair and glasses. Alpha having a handlebar mustache and stubble. 

“You sure Michael’s the one that should’ve been caught, Geoff?” Bravo asked as they pulled into the warehouse. It was pretty sparse inside, not much in terms of equipment or lighting. Two people sat at a crate, one was on her Nintendo Switch playing some game, the other was cleaning a sniper rifle.

“I’m sure Jack. He can buy the time Gavin and Trevor need, and get out without much trouble,” Geoff explained as he put the looted money on a crate they were using as a table, “Everything is going according to plan,”

[thelittleredheadedmusician]

Costume Change

Here’s the fic I mentioned earlier! So I dressed as Black Canary all day and it was a fun time. The named costumes are things my friend or I actually saw. Happy Halloween folks! Rating: G Gen Words: 1,072 AO3

Pulling on the leather jacket Steph smiled at herself in the mirror. She pulled her blonde hair out from where it had gotten stuck under the collar. Steph turned around, inspecting her fishnets for tears and making sure her combat boots weren’t too badly scuffed. Facing front again she narrowed her eyes as she got the black shorts to lay just so and the blue V-neck t-shirt to not bunch up above her hips. Straightening the black choker Steph tilted her head this way and that, making sure her eye makeup was perfect and dark red lipstick pristine.

Her mom came up behind her and rolled her eyes at Steph in the mirror. “You look fine honey. And I have to say, you did a really good job on this jacket. How did you sew the canary onto the leather by yourself?”

Steph grinned, turning to look her mother in the eye. “I didn’t. It’s the real deal. Gift from a colleague,” she said proudly.

“A work friend? Just be careful, ok?”

“Don’t worry mom. No one is going to mistake me for the actual Black Canary. And it’s not like I can’t handle myself if they do.”

Crystal frowned ever so slightly before nodding. She pulled out her phone and held it up to for her daughter to see. “At least let me take a picture? Halloween tradition.”

“Mo-om. I’ve gotta get to class,” Steph groaned, she slumped and rolled her eyes.

“Just one.”

With a sigh Steph struck a pose and smiled. “Ok, well if you’re taking pictures… One of me doing the canary cry?” She asked a bit guiltily.

Laughing Crystal nodded and Steph mimicked the pose she’d scene Dinah do a thousand times, silently screaming someone’s head off.

Once her mom nodded that she’d gotten the picture Steph gave her a quick hug. She then grabbed her backpack and raced out the door. “Bye Mom! Love you! Happy Halloween!” She called over her shoulder.

“Happy Halloween! Stay warm in those stockings!” Crystal called after her.

Riding the subway to campus was an experience. Granted it was Gotham so no one really cared much about the way Steph was dressed, especially since she was one of many in a costume for a day, although she did get a couple looks for the fishnets. Steph just used the ride to practice her thousand-yard stare and give her best bat-glare to any guy who stood too close. She’d have to tell Bruce how well that worked at some point when his ego wasn’t already over-inflated.

Getting to her first class Steph was pleasantly surprised by how many of her classmates had dressed up as well. Some in homemade or even store-bought superhero outfits like her own. Two or three were clever puns and there was a smattering of fictional characters from books, movies, tv, and video games that she recognized along with your average cats, witches, devils, and scary masks.

She took her seat next to a girl dressed as Zatanna. “Hey. You mind if we get a picture together?” Steph leaned over to her and asked.

The girl nodded and smiled. “Black Canary?”

“Yeah.”

“The jacket looks great!”

“Thanks!” Steph beamed and snapped a selfie of them. The girl had her text it to her and they settled in to wait for their professor. He walked in a few minutes later, dressed convincingly like Doc Brown from Back to the Future. Steph giggled and took a stealthy photo, sending it and the one of her and Zatanna-girl to Babs and Cass.

The class, that normally was your average introductory physics, was devoted to the theories surrounding time travel. Steph loved it. She wanted desperately to tell her professor that time travel was possible and that she knew people who had done it, the guy was so into it, but secret identities forced her to keep her mouth shut.

Wandering around campus there was a surprising amount of kids in some sort of costume, although most wore onesies of one kind or another. She ran into no less than three Green Arrows, all of which asked her to take pictures with them and Steph gladly agreed to it. She kind of wanted to use them to show Bruce that even on the bat’s home turf he wasn’t everyone’s favorite.

She kept a running tally of Batmen, Batgirls, Robins, and other Gotham vigilantes on her snapchat stories. Documenting the most elaborate (including a Lorax with a Truffula and a Frodo with actual Hobbit feet) or just funny as well. She would also send friends pictures of anyone dressed up as their costumed counterpart; Kara got about twenty Supergirls.

In all the day was fun and goofy and uneventful. Steph got compliments and began mentally preparing a speech to gush at Dinah in thanks. She breezed through her classes and was ready to go to the Clocktower to see Babs, Cass, and the Birds. All of which were putting together a party for the night that Steph could not wait for.

As was her luck, her luck wouldn’t hold out forever. As she was walking to the Gotham U subway stop from the library she heard someone shout out. A mugger ran past her holding a girl’s backpack as the girl screamed not far away.

“Oh you have got to be kidding me,” Steph muttered as she ran after him, her own backpack bouncing against her back. “Hey wait! Stop!”

She managed to catch up the guy and tried grabbing the backpack from his hands as they run. He tugged it and Steph pulled her fist back, giving him her award winning left hook. He hit the concrete and Steph caught the bag. The girl had run after them and reached Steph as she stood there panting.

“Ohmygod! Thank you! Holy crap! You’re Black Canary! Wow! Ohmygod. Thank you so much,” the girl gushed at Steph.

Still catching her breath Steph waved her off. “Don’t mention it,” she said before heading back towards the subway station.

It wasn’t until the stop before she had to get off for the Clocktower that Steph realized the girl had thought she’d been the real Black Canary. She couldn’t help but laugh, Babs was sure going to get a kick out of this and Dinah may or may not too. Steph knew there was a strong possibility that Dinah was going to kick her butt for it.

[latinasmoak]

Nocking Point Wine Tasting Party

Aka the event where I just had the most INCREDIBLE, amazing, fan-fucking-tastic night with Stephen Amell and my girls Jesi ( @jesileighs ) and Kristy ( @cbcbiology ) 

After many requests on twitter to write this out on tumblr here I am. This is long so take a seat! pictures are included and before you ask me “HOW THE HELL DID THIS HAPPEN?” let me tell you “I HAVE NO CLUE I’M SHOCKED AND IN AWE ABOUT THIS TOO!” ok? On with the story

We arrived at the Nocking Point Warehouse in Walla Walla around 6pm, after waiting to pay our $10 tasting fee and showing our ID’s to prove that yes we are all over the age of 21 we got inside the super crowded, super hot warehouse where all the action was happening. It was overwhelming, where do we go? what do we do? We all three kinda looked at each other and decided to go get ourselves some wine before we do anything else! While we were getting our drinks on, the amazing ladies who were servings us the goods totally let us know where Stephen was, he was so beautiful lol, there was a line to meet with him and chat and to MY SURPRISE it was relatively short, after getting our drinks we zoomed to get in line. It was while we were in this line that he showed us in his Instagram Video (i’m the girl in red behind the girl with the striped shirt)

While I was in line Jesi was making fun of me cause I was taking nonstop pictures of Stephen like these ones

So we were laughing and having a good time, drinking our REALLY YUMMY WINES (I had the bubbly myself, fucking delicious) waiting in line to meet this amazing man....

SO I DON’T KNOW IF YA’LL KNOW THIS! Cause I didn’t write about it but during the HVFF Portland, I was the girl that was taking all the pictures of Mini Felicity, you know the one he reposted on all his social media accounts? 

Yes this was me! And Jesi is Mini Felicity’s mom, ANYWAY’S BEFORE IT WAS EVEN OUR TURN STEPHEN SURPRISED US, Cause Jesi had her phone out, ready to facetime with Norah (mini felicity) cause she was upset that she wasn’t at the party to meet Stephen (or in her mind Oliver) again. Stephen saw that Jesi was facetiming someone and he just appeared behind her! wanting to know what was going on, when Jesi let him know he was facetiming with Mini Felicity HE LIT UP, IT WAS SO PRECIOUS! LOOK AT THE PICS I AIN’T LYING

I was shaking and taking pictures like crazy while all of this was happening, REMEMBER IT WASN’T OUR TURN YET! THERE WERE PEOPLE AHEAD OF US STILL WAITING!!! But the facetiming didn’t take a lot of time. When it was over he went back to the group before us, asked for a bathroom break and he left his wine glass and his water bottle with the girls in front as PROOF that he would come back! He comes back, they spend a lot of time chatting, Jesi, Kristy and I are all entertaining ourselves while we wait, I’m honestly just looking at him and how beautiful he is lol. 

 When it was finally our turn to chat with him we were SO EXCITED! We made sure to let him know that we were apart of the Mini Felicity crew, and he made a quip about us being the cool kids lol. We then asked if Emily Bett knew about Norah? Cause she never reacted on social media to let us know so we were dying of curiosity and after we asked him he was like “Yes of course she knows who Mini Felicity is!” but then its like a lightbulb turned on in this head and he took out his phone, SURPRISED US cause he had the picture of him hugging Norah SAVED IN HIS CAMERA ROLL and he just texted Emily the picture!!

WE WERE DYING!! LIKE OH MY GOD IS THIS REALLY HAPPENING????? It was and Emily replied SUPER QUICK, like instantaneous and he flipped his phone over and showed us her reply “Who dat? She's cute." to which his response was "Her name is Norah."

After that Cassandra walked up to us, and Stephen, Cass and Jesi were able to chat and compare stories about having cute little sassy girls who steal everyone’s hearts. (fyi Norah want’s to be Mavi’s playdate SO BAD) Since I got the feeling our time would be up I asked for a selfie with Stephen and he was like “Of course” my hand was shaking like crazy, I took my pic and i was like “I’m so sorry I can’t stop shaking” and he was like “Hey! It’s okay, I think we nailed it!” For the record I think so too!

I then took a pic of Stephen with Jesi and Kristy asked to take a pic with Stephen AND Cassandra, all the pics were CUTE AF, so anyways we got out of the line, thanked them profusely for all their time and giggled like crazy that THAT ACTUALLY HAPPENED!! WE IMMEDIATELY went onto Twitter and shared all the info, pics and excitement, my mentions became a mess, and we are all so dang GIDDY! After that we spent hours just having fun, roaming around, drinking lots of wine, Jesi had a fish taco with mango salsa that she would not stop raving about, Kristy kept her company and I went inside so i could keep on drinking the bubbly (its my favorite okay??)  

FAST FORWARD A FEW HOURS! 

I’m drunkish, TIPSY okay. My face is flushed, I’m really just so HAPPY and having the time of my life, I had already made like 10 new friends just chatting about how awesome Arrow is and watching some intense LARGE JENGA games going down. Jesi, Kristy and I decide to refill our wine glasses and go to the corner that has the TV screen on with Arrow playing. Season 3 was on and it was all good until a FELICITY AND RAY *IMPLIED* SEX SCENE WAS HAPPENING. I WAS OFFENDED and I walked away lol, got myself some more wine. When I came back Netflix was asking us if we were still watching, we all cackled and the moment Jesi realized it was on netflix she was like “Alejandra change it to 5x20″ and i was like YESSSS. So I did.

and we were super proud of it too. 

At this point i’m at the stage where I’m on the floor, giggling and enjoying the life. taking selfies of myself drinking wine on snapchat, talking to everyone on twitter

AND THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN STEPHEN AMELL POPS OUTTA NOWHERE AND HE’S THERE??? HANGING OUT WITH US?????? AND THEN HE SAW ME ON THE FLOOR AND HE WALKED AROUND TO ME AND HE CUDDLED WITH ME????? I’M NOT LYING I WAS LIKE IN SHOCK BUT IT REALLY HAPPENED THERE ARE PICTURES 

here are some screenshots of the DETAILS of what was happening during this moment. I AM SHOOKETH

Anyways YES THIS HAPPENED. I DIDN’T DREAM IT UP. I’M STILL CRYING AND SCREAMING ABOUT IT!!!!

Here are some links of the twitter posts that you should totally check out if you have a twitter!!!

https://twitter.com/jesileighs/status/891513423241990146

https://twitter.com/latinasmoak/status/891682890957770755

https://twitter.com/latinasmoak/status/891700084215169025

https://twitter.com/latinasmoak/status/891480053657223169

https://twitter.com/latinasmoak/status/891479522624679936

https://twitter.com/latinasmoak/status/891479811352178688

also this live video of me being SHOOKETH and crying about what just happened is still on twitter (its just not live anymore lol)

https://twitter.com/jesileighs/status/891521015083290624

Listen there’s more, feel free to explore the crazyness of my Twitter but I have to go and get ready to drive back home to Boise.  I’ll finish it with this.

STEPHEN AMELL IS THE GREATEST MOST AMAZING GUY EVER. HE IS GENUINE AND KIND, HE CARES SO MUCH ABOUT HIS FANS! HE IS AUTHENTIC AND I ADORE HIM! 

I feel so honored and blessed that this happened. I DON’T KNOW HOW IT DID BUT IT DID AND I’M AN EMOTIONAL WRECK BECAUSE OF IT.  I’m rooting for this man forever and ever. I wish him all the happiness and success possible! I’ll be a fan for life.