#cole walter fanfiction

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revealing my embarrassing guilty pleasure watch here but would anyone read my life with the walter boys fics???

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Knew Better But Still Picked You pt 2

Gif belongs to @miyagiverse

Part One Part three

Jackie has some rules set for the reader and Cole that might be hard for them to follow.

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Cole shrugged some jeans up his legs while I tossed one of his tea shirts over my head. Tying my hair up in a messy braid. Jackie had stomped out of the bedroom and down the stairs clearly frustrated. “So how bad do you think she’s going to be about…us?”

“I have no clue. I’ve never seen her this concerned for me before since we’ve been friends forever.” I responded by slipping some socks on my feet sitting down on his bed.

Cole throws a blue tea shirt on coming over to me wrapping his arms around my waist tugging me to his embrace. “We could just stay upstairs for the day. To avoid my parents' possible wrath on both of us. What do you say?”

“Cole..” I warned him by draping my arms over his shoulders.

He leans down since he was taller than me, kissing me slowly. “How about now?”

“We can’t hide away.” I attempted to say while he kissed me again a little more passionately as if that would convince me and I hate to admit that it might be working.

The older Walter boy in front of me cupped my face in his hands. “The way you’re reacting says otherwise….jump.” I leaned into his embrace, moving my arms around his neck threading my fingers through his honey hair. He moaned when I did so and he moved his hands down where I jumped wrapping my legs around his waist but that’s as far as we got.

“Cole. Y/n, can you come downstairs now!” His father hollered where we broke the kiss.

Cole sighed and I could feel his muscles tense up. “Oh boy. Are you sure we can’t just sneak out the back door and go to the riverside?”

“Unless your parents don’t know about that place and Jackie’s phone has terrible cell service she’ll find us no problem. We have to go, Cole.” I explained to him running my right hand through his hair getting some of it out of his bright green eyes.

He lowered me to the wooden floor and planted a kiss on my forehead. We still held hands coming down the stairs until we reached the third to last step. His parents and my best friend were standing in the kitchen with angry looks on their faces. “You wanted to talk with us?” Cole stated calmly.

“Do you want to explain to us why Jackie is saying she wants us to forbid you two to be together?” His mother Catherine scowled hands on her hips.

Cole pretended to play like he was clueless. “I have no idea.”

“Me either.” I shrugged my shoulders following along with him.

Cole's father glared at his son. “Cole, don't joke around about this. We know Jackie isn't a liar. So I'd suggest you tell us the truth.”

“I don’t have anything to hide.” I replied.

Jackie stomped up, ending up in between us and the Walter parents. “Come on, you two. I know that you're lying to them. I saw you two laying in his bed this morning!”

“Okay, fine. Yes we were sleeping together in his bed. But not in the way that you think I swear.” Holding my hands up I figured it would be safer if we only lied about the horse riding and kissing last night between us.

His father glanced at his son, leaning against the fridge. “Cole, just tell us exactly what happened and your punishment won't be as bad since we already learned about you sneaking girls out of the house without our knowledge.”

“Which will never be acceptable in this house ever.” Catherine waved her index finger at him.

Cole dropped his gaze to the wooden floor and I felt him reach for my hand. I wanted to support whatever he was about to say but I still drew back keeping my hands clasped together in front of me. “Look you guys, I am not hooking up with Y/n. I just hung out with her last night and she didn’t want to wake New York up so she slept in my room with me.”

“Fine, if that’s all you're going to tell me then let's get onto the part that I came up with.” Jackie turned on her feet to the Walter parents. “Are you still open to the ideas that I came up with for going behind my back?”

Catherine shifted her gaze between us. “Jackie is very upset that you two lied to her about this. So we have decided that you two are grounded here for the evening.”

“What-” I gasped, never being grounded before in my life.

Mr. Walter leaned his palms on the island. “And if you don’t get all the chores done then you can't go to the homecoming prep rally.”

“I didn't want to go anyway. “ Cole shrugged his shoulders not fazed.

Turning my head in his direction I admit weakly. “I want to go. I've never been at anything like that in the city.”

“Oh…” Cole replied giving me a guilty expression.

Jackie moved forward grabbing my arm and dragged me out onto the porch so we could talk alone about this. “Jackie, this is ridiculous. We didn't sleep together.”

“But you did do something with him. I can see it in your eyes, Y/n. You're closer to him than you were a few days ago. He reached for your hand I saw it.” She throws her arms away from her sides.

Dragging my hands down my face I groaned at her. This was getting ridiculous that she is so concerned for my heart. “Jackie, I don't want to be having this conversation with you. You also had no right to involve his parents in this.” I appreciate it the support. But I haven't had a boyfriend yet so how was I supposed if he would be bad or good for me.

“If you just tell me what happened last night I'll go inside and tell them I overreacted. You just have to tell me the truth.” She crossed her arms over her chest.

Shoving my hands in my pockets I huffed. “I shouldn't have to tell my whole life story. You're supposed to just trust me since I'm your best friend and you consider me to be your sister.”

“If I consider you like family then there's no problem in telling me.” She pressed onward.

Stomping my boots into the gravel drive I snapped at her not being able to handle it anymore. “Urgh! You wanna know what happened between Cole and me…we kissed. We kissed after he took me horse riding to see the stars. That's what happened between us!”

“You freaking kissed him!” Jackie raised hee voice at the same time the front door opened and Cole walked past us seeing her death glare as he went straight for the barn.

Whipping my head around I ran toward the barn leaving my best friend ending our conversation with her. “Cole!” Leaning in the doorway with my hands on either side of the stall with his horse, he avoided my gaze brushing his horse.

“Hey Y/n.” He mumbled.

I opened the door coming to stand closer to him so he'd possibly look me in the eye. “Cole, please look at me. I didn't want to tell anything about last night. Last night was something that I wanted to be my own thing that no one could take away from me. But now she's made me put it out in the open.”

“It doesn’t matter that she knows about the kiss last night. I just don’t want to talk about it anymore we have chores to do.” He grumbled walking out of the stall and gently pushing me out of the way so he could lock the stall.

Spinning around in my boots I snapped back at him. “If you’re bring an ass to make my best friend right I don't like it. I already told you that I chose you when everyone else tells me I should stay away.”

“I'm not trying to make her happy. I am trying to stay away from you. But I can't avoid being around you.” Cole spun around on his feet getting close to me where there was almost no space between us.

I parted my lips eyeing the side of his jacket pocket where I knew he had slipped his keys inside before we went downstairs and clearly his parents didn't know. “Then let's run away somewhere they don't know about. Like Romeo and Juliet but obviously not dying.”

“Are you sure you're not a little afraid of any danger, Y/n?” He questioned me, focusing his green eyes.

Closing the gap I wrapped my arms around his neck pressing up against him as much as I could. “I'm choosing to be with you aren’t I Cole Walter. Danger can be my new middle name. So let’s run away for the night.”

“Running away isn't showing them I'm a good influence on you…But I don't want to be apart from you now.’ He declared looping my hand through his and he peaked around seeing that the lights in the house had been shut off meaning everyone was asleep. He led me to his truck and I climbed in hearing him Starr the engine racing away from the ranch.

Pulling out my phone I turned my location off knowing Jackie would track me. Leaning back in the seat I put my hand over his freehand. “You are honestly more fun then I'd thought you'd be, Cole.”

“I was thinking the same thing about you, Y/n.” He intertwined our fingers together and the rest of the drive through the night was comfortable silence with both our hearts racing with adrenaline and fear.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

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—my life with the walter boys, requests open!!

ꜝꜞ isaac>>> but i’m not gonna lie… i’ve been a victim of the “cole effect” 😩😩

ꕤ sadly, there’s definitely not enough content for theses boys (or at least, that hasn’t clearly been written by ten year olds) so… i volunteer as a tribute ✊😔

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gold rush | cole walter

cole walter x female mc

summary: gracie has never been in love. she thinks. though, the enigmatic cole walter seems to have invaded her thoughts and infected her in every sense. she's completely enamored. too bad every other girl is too.

word count: 3.5k

author's note: i thought we could have a little haley james tutor moment and it was so much fun to write

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When we are little, our mothers always tell us to never stare at the sun. That the brightness is too much for our delicate irises. It's hard to imagine that something so essential to our lives can be just as harmful. We count on the sun to rise, as much as we count on it to set. It's a constant in our lives, the kind of thing that feels comforting because you know that no matter what, it will never leave.

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:

I startle as the bell pulls me from my thoughts, the ramblings of my calculus teacher going in one ear and out the other. Truly, I try to pay attention in class. But it's hard when he's sitting right there, not knowing. Not knowing that I would do anything to have the privilege of loving him.

I've always wondered what it must be like to grow up that beautiful. With the kind of hair that falls into place like dominoes and the kind of eyes that captivate a room. I've never been anything special. Not like Cole Walter. He's enigmatic, pulling everyone in and willing us to look in his direction.

Standing from my desk, I take my books into my arms and beeline for the lockers. I've got work after school, and we just got a new shipment in, meaning I get to spend my time reading the backs of the covers and creating a mental tbr. I force myself to forget Cole, hating how much of my thoughts he seems to consume when he barely knows my name.

Sure, we've been in class together since grade-school, but he's always hung around Dylan and Erin. Never me, not that I've even tried to be his friend. I'm not good at that kind of stuff. I much prefer to keep to myself, silently admiring him, because it's comfortable. He'll never know how much he consumes me, but that's okay. He doesn't need to. My crush on Cole Walter is as steady as the sun that rises each day. The sun never thinks about me, it just simply exists, and the rest of us revolve around it.

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The next week, my calculus teacher asks me to stay after class. To be completely honest, I was confused, since I was doing well in his class. I had even aced the last test.

"Gracie, I wanted to ask you a favor. I have a student who is really struggling in this class and I think that he would greatly benefit from your insights. Of course, you would get volunteer hours, but I was wondering if you could offer your time to tutor him?"

My brows furrow, Mr. Henry leaning against his desk, his arms crossed in front of him. I've tutored kids before, but it was always through the tutoring center at school. A teacher has never explicitly asked me to tutor one kid in one subject.

I don't really have the time, working at the bookstore, being on the volleyball team, and balancing my other courses. But I would hate to let Mr. Henry down, since he's one of my favorite teachers. And the people-pleaser in me can rarely find myself saying no. Which is why I nod, holding tightly onto the straps of my backpack.

"Yeah, of course. I'm free seventh period, so if you could just send him to the tutoring center then, that would be great."

Mr. Henry looks relieved, sending me a smile of approval.

"Perfect, thank you so much Gracie."

"Mhm." I nod as I begin to leave the classroom, "See ya, Mr. Henry."

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I feel like a little kid again, like at any moment I'm going to be scolded for looking at the sun for too long. But it's kind of hard not to stare when none other than Cole Walter walked into the tutoring center.

He's holding a green slip of paper, his blond hair gracefully falling into place. A simple grey t-shirt clings to his torso, his tanned arms seeming to shine as if he wasn't even from this world. A smirk adorns his lips, as his eyes connect with mine. I swear I feel my heart stutter in my chest.

"Gracie?" He lifts the paper in my direction.

I don't know if I can do this. I don't want him to be real. I'm perfectly fine with him being a figment of my imagination, a projection of my personal life. He didn't know me. He didn't need to. We would graduate and my silly crush on Cole Walter would disappear as if it were a hummingbird in the spring. There one minute, gone the next. And I was okay with that. He was never supposed to be permanent. But I'm afraid that if I get to know him, one of two things will happen.

He is nothing like my brain has projected onto him, and this daydream of mine is inevitably ruined.

This crush of mine becomes something so permanent that I fear I will never be able to scrub it from my brain.

Either one sounds like hell.

I realize that I haven't responded yet, and Cole is giving me an odd look that I can't quite decipher.

"Oh yeah, hi." I scramble to say, standing up from the table and holding my hand out like an idiot.

Cole's eyes glance down at my hand before bouncing back up to my face. Reluctantly his palm slides against mine and he gives it a good shake before pulling away with a laugh.

"So formal."

He pulls the chair out next to mine, throwing his body into it and leaning over to reach into his backpack.

"Sorry." My cheeks heat with embarrassment as I sit back down.

His scent immediately intoxicates me, and I can't tell if it's cologne or just him. The woodsy notes fill my senses and I can't help but wonder if he knows how enamored everyone is by Cole Walter.

"So, Mr. Henry seems to think that I need some help with calculus. Can you help me, Gracie?"

I give him a soft smile, not daring to look him in the eyes. They're the most inviting waters, though I would hate to feel like a sinking ship.

"I suppose I could, Cole."

He pulls his last test out of his folder, sliding it in my direction for me to look it over.

"Do you tutor a lot?"

I hate the way that his voice fills me, making my whole body flush just from his proximity.

"Um, not as much anymore. I'm kind of busy recently."

My eyes scan over the pages of his test as I nervously tap my fingers against the fabric of my jeans. In all honesty, Cole has a pretty good grasp of the concepts, he just struggles with using them.

Cole's silent for a moment before speaking again.

"Hm. Busy with what?"

I ignore his question, finally pulling my eyes up to look at him.

"I think this is fixable. You're not bad at calculus, Cole. We just need to work on applying the stuff you already know."

I don't want Cole to know things about me because I don't want him to become real. The more distance I keep, the more comfortable I am. There nothing I would hate more than for him to realize that I'm just as obsessed with him as every other girl. It's pathetic, really, the way that he just pulls me in without even knowing.

But I don't want a gold rush. I want something real, tangible. Cole Walter is nothing more than the kind of hope that humans hold on to. It's too good to be true, and I would much rather be looking at it from a distance than get to close and realize that it's all been a lie that I've been telling myself.

Cole seems a little caught off guard with my deflection, his eyes flicking between mine as if deciding whether to call me out for it. He doesn't, going along with me instead.

"Sure. Teach me the art of integrals, Gracie."

I work with Cole on correcting his test for the next hour, determined to focus on something that makes sense to me. Calculus. When the hour hand of the clock reaches three, I write down a list of practice problems for Cole to work on at home.

"Alright, these are for you to work on, and we'll go over them at our next session, okay?"

I start to put my textbook into my bag, standing to leave.

"Okay," Cole draws out, still sitting at the table.

He looks like heaven sitting there, the evening light hitting his skin in an angelic way. It seems as if even the sun herself can't resist Cole Walter.

"Okay." I breath out, giving him a curt nod before leaving the room.

I feel as if I can finally breath again as I step into the parking lot, allowing the fresh air to fill my lungs and clear my head. Heading toward my green Jeep, I halt when I hear someone call my name. I turn around, hand pausing on the handle of the driver's door.

Cole is walking in my direction and I think for a moment that I forgot something at the table. When he reaches me, he leans his arm against the hood of my car, taking a moment to admire my biggest pride.

"Nice car." He gives me a smile that allows dimples to form at his cheeks, and there's something so human about it that it makes me dizzy.

"Thanks."

He doesn't say anything for a moment, and I turn my head to scan around the parking lot, confused.

"Did you need something?"

I probably sound like a bitch, but I have work at 3:30 and I don't want Mary to be upset with me.

"Oh, uh yeah. I can't do seventh period for our next tutoring session. Taking my sister to her football practice."

"Oh. Well I have volleyball in the morning and work after school- I can't really do any other time."

"You could come to my house after work?"

The question catches me so off guard that I swear I almost start to violently cough.

"I couldn't- I get off pretty late and I don't want to make you wait for me. We could just wait until next week."

Cole seems amused at my rambling, tilting his head while my eyes fight to look anywhere else but him.

"Nah, it's cool if you're okay with it. I really want to do good in calc. Here, give me your phone."

He holds his hand out and I don't even hesitate before putting the cream phone case into his palm. Cole adds his number to my phone, texting himself to set it up.

"Okay, just text me when you get off and I'll send you my address. See you tomorrow, tutor girl."

I feel like my body is frozen in place as he backs away, waving at me before getting into his truck.

Cole Walter just put his number in my phone. My. Phone. What the fuck.

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I think that my favorite thing about the sun is that it holds our entire solar system together. Its gravity is so magnetic that it keeps all of the planets orbiting around it in a constant rhythm.

It provides all possibility of life for us, while not harboring any of its own.

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The next day, I feel like my shift at the bookstore lasts a million years. Time moves slowly, inching by as I dread going to Cole's house. Like I said, I don't like that he's becoming real. And even worse, I hate that I almost like him more now that I've been around him. This is absolutely dreadful.

I hold my chin in my hand as I watch the minutes tick by, my body shielded by the register. Today's been pretty slow, though I did see a new paperback release from Emily Henry that has me wanting to buy it immediately. When it reaches 7:30, Mary wanders to the front, letting me off. My stomach drops with butterflies when the reality of seeing Cole Walter's life outside of school settles in. It feels wrong, in a way.

Reluctantly, I type out a message to Cole, praying that he remembered the fact that we were supposed to meet after I got off work.

Gracie: hey, it's gracie! i just got off work if we're still good for tutoring

Cole wastes no time sending me his address, about ten minutes away.

Cole: See ya soon, tutor girl ;)

I ignore the way that heat flushes my cheeks from his text and drive to his house, admiring the way that the sunset paints the sky with the final light of the day.

When I pull up to the ranch house, the pale yellow home seems to tell a story. The final streaks of light disappear beyond the tops of the aspen trees, and the moon peeks over the horizon. I text Cole to let him know that I'm here before grabbing my backpack and closing the door of my Jeep.

Cole meets me at the front door, swinging it open as I walk up the porch steps, the dark wood creaking beneath me. He flashes me a smile and I notice his eyes scan me up and down before settling on my face. I'm wearing a pair of baggy low rise jeans with a simple black tank top, a white pair of sneakers on my feet. My hair is in waves, the dark hair cascading to the middle of my back.

My lips lift softly in his direction, as he leans against the doorframe. He adorns a worn broncos shirt and a pair of grey sweats, looking so effortlessly beautiful. My hands clutch onto the straps of my bag as I stand in front of him, needing something to release the pent up nerves.

"Hey." I rock uncomfortably on my heels.

"Hey," he nods his head toward the house, "here, come on in."

I follow him inside, kicking off my shoes at the entrance before glancing around in the house. Warm wood encases the surfaces, the walls covered in photos and artwork. My home is nothing like this, almost sterile in comparison.

I hate how much more real it makes him feel.

Cole heads up the stair case and I follow, my eyes scanning each image, trying to understand how a family could have this many photos. He waits at the top, watching as I pause on a couple of the pictures, admiring the large smiles that grace the Walter boys as they grow.

"There's so many." I breath out at the top of the staircase, Cole twisting the handle of his door.

"Yeah, we get that a lot." Cole laughs.

"No I mean, there's so many pictures. I think my mom maybe has five pictures of me as a baby."

Cole gives me an odd look, and I realize that I just told him something real about me. It's something that I didn't realize was that weird until I started visiting my friend's houses growing up. That the parents saw their kids as their biggest accomplishments, rather than a burden to take care of until I move out. Though, I've never known anything different, so I don't think it really bothers me.

"Anyway," I work to change the subject, resting my backpack against the corner of his bed frame, "did you finish those problems?"

He doesn't say anything for a second, before internally shaking himself out of it and clearing his throat.

"Yeah, all except one. I didn't know where to start."

I nod, placing my textbook on the floor next to his bed and sliding myself to a sitting position, knees pulled to my chest.

"How was work?" Cole asks, handing me his problem sheet before laying on top of the bed, head close to mine.

"Slow. But we got in a new book I really want to read so that's fun."

Cole's head is next to mine as we both scan his paper, and I give him corrections as well as a starting point for the problem he was confused on. His proximity has my chest tightening, my whole body feeling like it's in fight or flight mode. I can feel his breath warm against me, his heat radiating like a phone you've been using too long.

I play with my fingernails as Cole works on the problem. It's so weird being in his room, seeing the posters he hung up as memories of his childhood. His fascinations and all the little things that make Cole Walter, Cole Walter.

"Done." I startle at his voice and the feeling of his arm as it brushes against my shoulder to hand me the paper.

My eyes catch on a bookshelf, filled with worn paperbacks.

"You like to read?"

I turn my head to catch Cole's eyes, and he's a lot closer than I expected, our faces merely inches apart.

"Yeah. Mostly just the shit that my dad buys for me at garage sales, though. Bet that's pretty funny since I'm kind of shit at school, huh, tutor girl."

I roll my eyes playfully, a smile involuntarily taking over my face.

"Okay, first of all, you're not shit as school, Cole. And second of all, stop calling me that."

"Or what?" His voice drops, shivers covering my spine.

I gulp, my mind racing to convince myself that this isn't real. It's another daydream that will disappear as soon as I wake myself up. Cole's too close, and he's looking at me in a way that I can't understand.

Gold rush, I remind myself. He's not real.

"How have we never talked before, Gracie?" His eyes don't leave mine.

The Sun, being a dynamic star, is constantly changing. At least, that's what NASA says. And I believe them for the most part. For so long, Cole has been this comfortable force in my life, something just out of reach, but always there. As much as I never want that to change, I can't help but think that this is worth the risk. Because just as the Sun, we are also constantly changing.

Cole is propped up by his elbow, his chest in my direction. His scent, as always, is intoxicating and now I'm certain that it's just him.

"I don't know. I guess I've always been too nervous." I confess.

"That's such bullshit. You're like a billion times more interesting than me."

"Cole. You have no idea the effect you have on people." I breath out, blinking slowly as he scans over my face.

Cole's head dips slightly, and he's suddenly close enough that if I were to lean slightly, we would be kissing. His hand reaches to my cheek, my breath catching at the soft touch.

"Gracie." He whispers.

All I can do is nod, answering the question he seemed to be asking.

He brushes his lips against mine, softly, before leaning in fully. And it doesn't feel quite real, that Cole Walter is kissing me. Eighteen years of life, eight of them spent consumed by him when I was so sure he didn't even know I existed. I'd dated, but Cole was always there, a place in my mind just for him.

My eyes flutter shut as I lean into his touch, our lips molded together in a dance. He increases the pressure, tilting my head back with his thumb against my jaw. Cole's tongue teases my lips, and they part to allow him access as he moans softly against my mouth.

I'd never felt like this before, not even with my ex-boyfriend who I had dated for two years. This felt electric, something so overwhelming that my whole body was on fire.

I pull away slightly, needing to remember that it's not real. When Cole goes to kiss me again, I tilt my head toward the floor.

"I- um. I should get going. I'll send you the practice test for the exam next week, okay?"

I stand up and swing my backpack over my shoulder, stepping toward his door and swinging it open.

Part of me feels bad, but I don't want to be another girl on Cole's roster. It's just another crack breaking through the delusion that I've been convincing myself of for years.

Cole's eyes are soft on mine when I raise my head to look at him again.

"Are you serious right now?"

"Yeah, I'll see you around, Cole."

I walk out, trying to keep my head held up until I climb inside my car. My forehead rests against the steering wheel as inevitable tears escape me.

It's best to let him go. I would hate to fall for him, only to be crushed when I reach reality. Because falling is magical until that final bone crush, when everything hits at once.

[imjustladyd]

Hello! People probably won't see this but I'm only posting it to use it on Ao3, I don't usually post here but when you're in need you do strange things...

This is from my ongoing fanfic called "Your Freckles Lead the way" about Alex Walter, I created the cover for Wattpad but I'm more active on Ao3 so I asked myself why don't I use it there instead? Anyway, I'm so glad we already have a season 2 on the making!

Happy Hollidays for everyone!

[9firefly9]

My Life with the Walter Boys masterlist

ꕥ= Fluff ☽=Angst

Last updated: January 12, 2024

Nathan Water Centric

1.I love my family… but ☽

Nathan is getting frustrated with his family because after the trip to the hospital because of his epilepsy his family won’t leave him alone. They keep treating him as if he’s made of porcelain. Nathan is getting sick and tired of it.

[strawberryforks]

new to this whole fanfiction thing and these are the characters i know i would enjoy writing about! send scenarios you’d like me to write and i will happily do so! that being said, happy new years! <33 red highlights are my favourite characters (feel free to psychoanalyse me based on my type in fictional men baha)

the vampire diaries — damon salvatore, stefan salvatore, klaus mikaelson, rebekah mikaelson

outerbanks — jj maybank, john b routledge, rafe cameron (regrettably), pope heyward

marvel — peter parker, bucky barnes

dc — jason todd, gar (beast boy from netflix’s titans)

station 19 — jack gibson, victoria hughes

grey’s anatomy — derek shepherd, mark sloan, jackson avery

macgyver — angus “mac” macgyver

the 100 — bellamy blake, john murphy, raven reyes

the hunger games — finnick odair, peeta mellark, even the primreaper if you ask really nicely

call of duty — simon “ghost” riley, john “soap” mactaviah, kyle “gaz” garrick

stranger things — steve harrington

one tree hill — peyton sawyer, lucas scott, nathan scott

supernatural — sam winchester, dean winchester, castiel

my life with the walter boys — alex walter, cole walter, issac garcia

misc. — chat noir (mlb) draco malfoy (harry potter), harry potter (explanatory), dash (dash & lily), carl gallagher (shameless), lip gallagher (shameless), marcus baker (ginny & georgia), gilbert blythe (anne with an “e”), killian jones (once upon a time)

[looby1302]

I have found no Jackie and Cole fanfiction, so decided to write it myself. I hope you all enjoy. This is part one. Please be kind I’m not much of a writer ❤️ let me know if you want part 2!

COLE AND JACKIE

My life with the Walter boys.

Guilty conscience 

This carries on from the ending of my life with the Walter boys, the Netflix series.

Before Cole can say anything to Alex, in response to his question. Alex takes out his phone and Calls Jackie. It goes straight to voicemail. “ I’ve already asked you, what did you do?” Alex shouted. Cole Mumbles in response, “ I don’t know what you’re talking about, I’ve done nothing”. “ I saw the teapot, I saw it in her room, and now she’s just suddenly vanished, it’s not a coincidence Cole. I know that you’ve done something, you just couldn’t help yourself could you!.. There is no way that she would leave without saying goodbye”. Alex walked out the room.

Cole lays there in his bed, staring at the note. Thinking if he had made a mistake. Did he get the wrong end of the stick? Did he make her feel uncomfortable?. And then the thought of her lips pressed against his entered his mind. And any doubt subsided. He could feel her moan against his skin. Her hand snaked around the back of his head, pulling him in closer. There’s no way he got it wrong.

He pulls out his phone, looks up New York and presses the call button, just like it did with Alex. It goes straight to voicemail. He hangs up. and typed out a text.

“Where did you go? Please call me. We need to talk.”.

Meanwhile Jackie, uncle Richard, and Danny. All arrive at JFK Airport. They get their luggage. get into Richard’s car, and head to his apartment. as soon as the key enters the door lock, Danny looks around with a big smile on his face exclaiming, “that this is gonna be awesome!”. Jackie can’t shake the feeling though, that she’s forgotten something. She hadn’t planned to leave, but after that steamy, make out in the barn with Cole. She couldn’t bear the thought of breaking Alex’s heart.

After getting all settled in, unpacking, both Danny and Jackie are sat on the couch. Danny asks “ what’s up with you?, you haven’t been yourself since we left, you ok?”. Jackie looked at him, she had an embarrassed look on her face. “Look I don’t know what happened, but you need to be true to yourself Jackie, do you have feelings for Cole?.”

Jackie started to tear up all those thoughts and feelings started to bubble inside her and she couldn’t hold it in anymore “I’m sorry, I can’t”. She stood up and walked into her bedroom. As she slumped on the bed, her hand luggage bag fell over revealing her phone. She picked it up and turned it on while her heart was beating extremely fast. The phone came to life and then beeped 11 times one after the other.

KATHRINE 4 missed calls

GEORGE 2 missed calls

ALEX 3 missed calls

COLE WALTER 1 missed call and 1 text message

As soon as his name appeared it was like a knife went straight through her. She couldn’t bare the thought of him, being left in the dark for the next three months, wondering why she left. as she’s about to get up from the Bed her phone starts ringing, on the screen it, says Cole Walter. She presses the answer button.

“Jackie” she hears in a deep relieved hushed voice.

Please let me know if you want part two, This is heavily Cole and Jackie. Romance, tragedy, smut! Lots of love.

[nevertrulyset]

Fox Mulder is to Denise Bryson as Carrie Page is to Laura Palmer. Alternate universe doppelgängers. I'm sure someone is already working on a fanfic in which Dale Cooper and Carrie Page are in a timeline in which the Blue Rose task force does not exist, but the X-Files do, so Cooper convinces Skinner to assign him to work with Scully and BrysonIMeanMulder in an effort to return everyone to their respective timelines of origin.

[gilbert-blythe-ruined-my-life]

Anna watches S03xE10 for the first time (warning: spoilers!)

I’M GOING TO CRY.

Here we go guys!!

Last ep of season 3!

I am NOT ready.

Not in the least.

I’m so freaked out.

I don’t want it to end.

I’m so worried.

Let’s go!

MY HEART IS BEATING SO FAST.

YOU HAVE NO IDEA.

I CAN FEEL MY HEART.

THIS CAN’T BE GOOD FOR ME.

I’M SHAKING.

WHAT THE HECK.

GUYS.

THAT THUMBNAIL.

WE’RE GETTING OUR SHIRBERT KISS.

 WE HAVE TO.

WE’RE GETTING OUR KISS.

WHOOP WHOOP.

NOW FOR THE SYNOPSIS.

SHOOT. MATTHEW’S GOING TO DIE ISN’T HE?

MATTHEW’S GOING TO DIE.

MY HEART IS BEATING SO FAST.

MY HEART.

MY HEART.

WHY ISN’T THIS EP LOADING.

I CAN’T TAKE THIS ANYMORE.

MY POOR HEART CAN’T TAKE THIS.

I’M SHAKING AS I TYPE.

POOR WINNIE.

GILBERT YOU JERK.

AT LEAST YOU DIDN’T PROPOSE.

IT HURTS MY HEART TO SEE HER CRY LIKE THIS.

‘I’m being thrown over for an unrequited love!’ WINNIE YOU DESERVE MORE THAN THAT.

‘Winnie, you deserve so much more than being settled for’. YES GILBERT. THAT’S MY BOY! MY SON! I TAKE BACK ANYTHING BAD I EVER SAID! YOU’VE MADE ME PROUD! MY SON! MY SON! MY SON! MY SON! MY SON!

LOOK AT MY SON!

PRIDE IS NOT THE WORD I’M LOOKING FOR!

THERE IS SO MUCH MORE INSIDE ME NOW!

MyYyYyYyYyYyYyY SON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My heart hurts so much for Winnie rn. It’s breaking for her.

Does Anne’s hair look shorter to anyone else?

IF ANNE DOESN’T ACE HER EXAMS I’M GOING TO FLIP.

YES THEY TIED FOR FIRST!!!!

‘Is there anything else you’d like to say? Like to say to me?’

‘Congratulations’.

POOR ANNE. MY BABY. SHE’S GONNA THINK HE’S SO HEARTLESS.

‘Potato lightbulbs forever!’ LMAO.

YES YOU’RE NOT GOING TO THE SORBONNE. I TAKE BACK ALL I’VE SAID ABOUT MY SON. 

‘Worthy? Lovely? Kind? Aparently not’. NO I HATE THIS OH THE ANGST IS UNBEARABLE.

‘Now I have my answer and I am free’. NO ANNE YOU DON’T HAVE YOUR ANSWER.

‘And guess what? We’re going to be roomates!’ YES. DIANA BEST BE GOING TO QUEEN’S IN THIS VERSION. 

‘Diana this is a dream come true, if I could write the perfect ending to this chapter of our lives it would be this!’ SAME ANNE, SAME.

MY DIANNE HEART.

‘Seven days until we spread our wings and soar!’

OH IT’S ALL ABOUT TO GO DOWN.

ARE WE READY FOR THIS?

‘It’s your future not theres!’

‘IT’S NOT YOUR FUTURE IT’S OURS!’

I’M NGL, I LAUGHED SO HARD. I KNOW IT’S NOT FUNNY BUT I’M LAUGHING SO HARD RN.

‘Deceitful child! How could you! How could you be so selfish!’

 GETTING MAJOR MR G VIBES FROM MRS BARRY. SHE CAN’T FATHOM THE SELFHISHNESS OF IT!

‘You have one job!’

DID HE JUST SWEAR AT MY BABY. AND I WAS STARTING TO LIKE MR BARRY. 

NOBODY SHOUTS AT MY BABY. DIANA IS MY DAUGHTER, NOT YOURS. HOW DARE YOU.

MY BABY ANNE IS GONNA GET A CORSET.

‘They’re so uncomfortable!’

‘How have you come by this opinion since you’ve never worn one!’

YIKES, MARILLA DOESN’T KNOW, TIME TO PEDDLE BACK ANNE.

BAHAHAHAHAHA LOOK AT MATTHEW AND JERRY DURING CORSET TALK.

THEY WANT JERRY TO BOARD AT GREEN GABLES.

‘I’m not dead I’m just going to college!’ AGAIN I’M LAUGHING SO HARD.

‘So you’re getting a boy after all’. NO ANNE PLEASE BABY DON’T.

HAZEL IS PROUD OF BASH. IMA CRY.

BASH IS GONNA CRY TOO. OH, THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL.

GUYS.

GUYS.

IT’S THE PEN.

IT’S OUR HERO!

THE PEN HAS COME TO SAVE OUR SHIP!

OUR HERO HAS ARRIVED.

WE’RE HOLDING OUT FOR A HERO TILL THE MORNING LIGHT!

OUR HERO IS HERE, REJOICE!

I’M SORRY.

THIS LOVE LETTER.

HE’S WRITING HER A LOVE LETTER.

SHE’S THE LONE OBJECT OF HIS AFFECTION AND DESIRE.

WHAT IS THIS.

WHAT IS THIS.

ALRIGHT, WHICH ONE OF US WROTE THIS?

THIS IS FANFICTION.

SHE’S THE KEEPER OF THE KEY TO HIS HEART.

SHE’S THE KEEPER OF THE KEY TO HIS HEART.

SHE’S THE KEEPER OF THE KEY TO HIS HEART.

SHE’S THE KEEPER OF THE KEY TO HIS HEART.

ANNE SHIRLEY CUTHBERT IS THE KEEPER OF THE KEY TO GILBERT BLYTHE’S HEART.

EXCUSE ME GUYS I HAVE TO TAKE A BREAK.

I HAVE TO SCREAM.

I NEED TO TAKE A WALK.

BRB.

*elevator music plays*

I’M BACK FROM MY BREAK. I WAS AT LEAST HALF AN HOUR.

I’M STILL NOT CALM.

THE BREAK DID NOTHING.

HE DOESN’T WANT TO ALARM HER.

HE DOESN’T EXPECT HER FAVOUR.

BUT HE CAN’T IN GOOD CONSCIENCE NOT REVEAL HIMSELF.

HE’S NOT ENGAGED, NOR WILL HE BE.

UNLESS IT’S TO ANNE.

HOLD UP.

HOLD THE PHONE.

DID HE JUST CALL HER HIS ANNE?

HIS ANNE WITH AN E?

I CAN’T TAKE THIS

SHOOT. TIME FOR ANOTHER HALF HOUR BREAK.

*elevator music plays*

THE WRITERS READ SHIRBERT FANFICTION, I SWEAR.

HE’S IN HER ROOM. WHAT.

THE PEN CAME THROUGH SO GOOD.

ANNE NAMED THE COWS PRIDE AND PEJUDICE. I AM SCREAMING.

SHE’S FOUND THE LETTER.

WHAT THE HECK.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

THIS IS MORE PAINFUL THAN ANNE’S NOTE.

NO, PLEASE, NO.

WHY?

WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY????

WHY?

ANNE YOU’RE SO STUPID.

MY STUPID DAUGHTER.

UGH.

REALLY ANNE?

NOW YOU’VE REARRANGED THE LETTER?

I HATE THIS.

I HATE THIS.

‘I don’t matter. I can’t fly’.

WELL BREAK MY HEART WHILE YOU’RE AT IT.

WHY THIS WHY????

‘My poor diana. They’ve clipped your wings’.

HAHAHAHA IT’S OKAY I DIDN’T NEED MY HEART ANYWAY.

I HATE ALL OF THIS.

‘Gilbert is marrying the girl of his dreams and it’s not me’. 

OH THE WRITERS ARE REALLY HAVING FUN AREN’T THEY?

THEY THINK THIS IS FUNNY?

THAT THIS IS A JOKE?

THIS IS MY LIFE!!!!!

‘My grown up girl!’

‘I don’t wanna go! I wanna stay here and do my chores and be a family round the fire and I want things to go back to the way they used to be!’

This reminds me of that spongebob episode where spongebob goes to his grandma’s with Patrick and gets jealous of Patrick and decides he doesn’t want to be a grownup after all. Only in this scenario Anne is spongebob, Matthew is the grandma and Jerry is Patrick.

ELIJAH.

YES ELIJAH, GET YOUR REDEMPTION ARC!

NO, PLEASE.

I UNDERSTAND BASH’S ANGER.

BUT PLEASE.

LET HIM FORGIVE HIM SOON.

PLEASE.

IT’S WHAT MARY WOULD HAVE WANTED.

‘Please forgive me, mama. Forgive me’.

OKAY THIS IS BEYOND PAINFUL.

THIS IS A NEW LEVEL OF PAIN.

‘You can’t know happiness unless you’ve known sorrow’. PREACH MISS STACEY PREACH. ONE CAN’T EXIST WITHOUT THE OTHER.

MRS THOMAS HAS THINGS FROM THE SHIRLEY HOUSE. OH BOY. HERE WE GO.

‘I hope you’re pondering your insensitivity to our child!’

NO MATTHEW DON’T CRY.

‘I don’t want her to worry about us! I want her to step into the shoes of her own life!’

THE FEELINGS.

ELIJAH IS HELPING ON THE FARM. PLEASE LET HIM HAVE HIS REDEMPTION ARC. PLEASE, PLEASE.

LOOK AT MY GROWN UP BABY.

OH, HOW BEAUTIFUL SHE LOOKS!

SHE’S TAKING KA’KWET’S HAIRTIES.

TIME TO CRY.

BRB.

OH THE PAIN.

LOOK AT MY BABIES.

LOOK AT HOW GROWN UP THEY ALL ARE!

THE MAID LILY IS DEAF!!! SHE’S SIGNING!!

ANNE IS MISSING DIANA.

I CAN’T BELIEVE ANNE NEVER GOT TO READ GILBERT’S LOVENOTE.

I’M SUING FOR EMOTIONAL DISTRESS.

A LETTER FROM SCOTLAND.

I BET SHE HAS FAMILY.

ELIJAH AND DELLY. MY HEART. MY HEART!!!!

LOOK AT COLE. MY SON! HE LOOKS SO GOOD! HE LOOKS SO HAPPY!

ANNE IS SO BEAUTIFUL! LOOK AT MY BABY! LOOK AT MY PRINCESS!!!!

NO EXTENDED FAMILY? UGH

NO COMMUNICATION AFTER IMMIGRATION? UGH.

ANNE AND COLE. HE KNOWS HER SO WELL. DON’T CRY MY BABY.

ANNE AND MATTHEW! IT’S WHAT WE DESERVE!

ANNE IS SO BEAUTIFUL!

YES MARILLA AND MATTHEW GO TO MRS THOMAS.

YES SHIRLEYS! REMEMBER THE SHIRLEYS!

‘For my Bertha, so you can share your love of the natural world with your pupils. Love always, Walter’.

PLEASE STOP. OH MY BERTHA AND WALTER FEELS. OH, THIS IS TOO MUCH. THIS IS FAR TOO MUCH!!

IS ANNE GONNA SEE WINNIE? YES!

YES WINNIE, TELL HER!

DIANA TELL HIM. DIANA, YES, MY DAUGHTER! TELL HIM!

THIS SPEECH. DIANA IS THE WHOLE FANDOM. WE LOVE YOU DIANA!

ALL HAIL QUEEN DIANA!

‘Letter? Diana, what letter?’

OH BOY.

IT’S ALL ABOUT TO GO DOWN!

HE’S RUNNING TO HER.

HE’S FOUND HER.

OH BOY.

THE LOOKS.

IT’S WHAT WE’VE WANTED.

THEY KNOW HOW THEY FEEL.

I CAN’T BELIEVE IT.

OH MY.

OH MY.

OH MY.

OH MY.

OH MY.

OH MY.

OH MY.

OH MY.

OH MY.

WE GOT IT.

SHIRBERT FAM.

 WE GOT IT.

WE POPPIN THE BIGGEST BOTTLES.

CELEBRATE GOOD TIMES COME ON!

IT’S A CELEBRATION!

SHE’S PINCHING HERSELF. SAME, GIRL, SAME!

ANNE KISSED GILBERT.

TWO KISSES.

WE GET TWO KISSES!!!

TWO KISSES!

AND A HAND KISS!

OH WE ARE EATING SO GOOD!

CELEBRATE GOOD TIMES COME ON!

A LITTLE PARTY NEVER KILLED NOBODY!

SO WE GON DANCE UNTIL WE DROP!

DIANA’S HERE! SHE’S GOING TO QUEENS!

THREE KISSES.

THREE KISSES!

THREE KISSES??????

 AM I DREAMIING

I’M DREAMING! I’M SHAKING!

OH THE BEAUTY!

THE BEAUTY!

THE BEAUTY!

A LITTLE PARTY NEVER KILLED NOBODY!

SO WE GON DANCE UNTIL WE DROP!

SO THEY’VE GIVEN BERTHA THE RED HAIR! I’M NOT EVEN MAD! IT FITS SO WELL!

I LOVE RED HEADED BERTHA!

GUYS TIME TO SCREAM.

NOT ONLY DID WE GET A KISS.

WE GOT THREE KISSES.

AND A HAND KISS.

TIME TO DIE.

OH HOW BEAUTIFUL.

I’M SO HAPPY RN.

TIME TO PARTY GUYS! LET’S PARTY ALL NIGHT!

WE GON DANCE UNTIL WE DROP! 

TIME TO CELEBRATE!

THREE KISSES! THREE!!!!!!!!

AND A HAND KISS!

A little party never killed nobody, so we gon' dance until we drop A little party never killed nobody, right here, right now's all we got A little party never killed nobody, so we gon' dance until we drop A little party never killed nobody, right here, right now's all we got

[travllingbunny]

What even is a Draco in Leather Pants?

Look, I really like the Television Tropes website. It’s fun and you can spend a lot of time reading it. The tropes it has formulated are, for the most part, the tropes you can actually discern and find quite often in fictional works, and the descriptions are usually quite witty and well supported. The examples and their justifications can be...questionable, since anyone can provide them, and may lead to a debate between contributors (i.e. anyone who has bothered to register and post), but still, usually the majority of examples make sense and more or less fit with the description provided at the top of the page. 

But not always.

There’s supposed to be a trope called Draco in Leather Pants, which I had been vaguely aware for a while (basically, that it had something to do with people in the Harry Potter fandom stanning the character of Draco Malfoy and thinking he’s hot), and have been recently reminded because I’ve recently seen at least a couple of mentions of “leather pantsing”in various comments in fandom discussions, or links to the Television Trope page for said trope (for instance, a link to that page was provided in a page of a podcast about Jaime Lannister... who isn’t even among the examples listed on that page, BTW). So, it seems that this is supposed to be an actual trope and that people know what it’s supposed to be about.

Well, since I’ve actually looked at the above mentioned page, read the description and looked through the list of examples from various media given on that page, I understand even less what it’s supposed to be about. If anyone has a better understanding of it, please help me.

So, here’s the description from the Television Tropes page called Draco in Leather Pants:

”A form of Misaimed Fandom, when a fandom takes a controversial or downright villainous character and downplays his/her flaws, often turning him/her into an object of desire and/or a victim in the process. This can cause conflicts if the writers are not willing to retool the character to fit this demand.”

Then the text proceeds to talk about how such a character is treated in fanfiction, why this happens, and finally explains the origin of the term:

“ Named for a term in the Harry Potter fandom, for the mostly sympathetic Fan Fic portrayals of Draco Malfoy, who, in Canon, is a petty, smug, elitist Spoiled Brat. (The term originated in Hurt/Comfort Fics, where Draco was the comforter and Ron was the abuser, usually with Hermione being the victim. Not coincidentally, the Inverted Trope Ron the Death Eater also originated from such fics.) “

I have never read any of the Harry Potter books, and have only seen a couple of early movies on TV, so I’m largely unfamiliar with this entire franchise. But from what I gather, the point is Draco Malfoy is supposed to be merely an antagonistic bully and not a particularly sympathetic character or a sex symbol in canon, but fanon and/or fanfiction made him into both these things? Right? 

However, the description is both highly specific, because it includes several different things that don’t necessarily have to go together, but at the same time strangely vague and wide:

The character in question has to be “controversial or downright villainous”. What exactly does this mean? Does it have to be a villainous character, or a controversial one? Many characters are both of these things at the same time, but a villainous character does not need to be controversial (if almost everyone agrees they’re awful and almost nobody likes them, there’s no controversy there), and there are plenty of controversial characters that aren’t villainous. Controversial merely means that there are very strong and very different and polarizing opinions about something or someone, with opposing views being both shared by a significant number of people. Heroic characters or characters meant to be sympathetic can be very controversial.

The “fandom” takes this character and “downplays his.her flaws”. What exactly does this mean? What is meant by “fandom”? It’s really unlikely that it means “literally everyone who’s a fan of that franchise”, since it’s extremely unlikely that 100% of any group of people feel the same about something, so what percentage are we talking about? 90%? 75%? Two thirds? Over 50%? At least 20%? A vocal minority? A reviewer/blogger or two? Anyone who writes a fanfic or posts a Youtube fanvideo? Someone you’ve just argued with online? What is the cutoff?

 ...” often turning him/her into an object of desire and/or a victim in the process”. So, apparently the fandom, whatever that means, does not necessarily have to turn this character into an object of desire and/or victim, but what I gather from this must be a character who is not presented as an object of desire in canon, and is not presented as a victim in canon. At least not intentionally,  by the creators of said media. 

OK, now we’re getting somewhere. This is pretty specific. The character may or may not be a villain, but absolutely must not be presented in canon as either 1) sexy/desirable or as 2) victimized/suffering in any notable way? Got it. 

Now, I’m not sure why exactly this description suggests that it’s necessary to downplay someone’s flaws in order for that someone to be an object of desire or for that someone to be a victim. I mean, these are clearly three different concepts:

(relatively) flawless person

object of desire

victim

Of course, a real person or a fictional character can be two or all three at the same time, but that’s not at all necessary. They may be just one or those things, or two of these things, but not the third. They may be a character or characters who are none of the three in canon but are all three in fanon/fanfics - I’ll trust the Television Tropes page that Draco Malfoy is all of these things. But I’m not sure how many other fictional characters there actually are that fit that entire description. I can’t think of many.

But since the term “leather pants” is in the title, this should suggest that it’s the sex symbol status that’s the emphasis of this trope, right? Not downplaying of flaws or victimization? Because I really don’t see the connection between people wearing leather pants and people being victims or not having notable flaws. 

So, I guess we could say that Ramsay Bolton in his Villain Sue version in the TV show Game of Thrones is a Draco In Leather Pants, if we treat GoT as a fanfic, taking the canon Ramsay Bolton from George R R Martin’s A Song of Ice and Fire, who’s described as a very ugly, fleshy dude with no appealing qualities, with a certain low cunning but no great intelligence or skill or courage, who’s not considered as sexy by anyone in universe (and has no consensual sexual relationship with anyone, instead only being interested in raping and torturing people) and turning him into a cute, frequently shirtless Rambo-style fighter with a loving girlfriend who even finds himself as an apex of a love triangle of sorts (even if it’s a one-sided triangle, in that the abused but smitten girlfriend is jealous of the hot new wife Ramsay will get to rape). This fits the trope pretty closely, no? 

However, Ramsay is not in the list of examples on the page. Here are, instead, some of the characters listed by various contributors as examples of this trope. These are about 90% of all character listed that I’m familiar with:

Film:

Jareth the Goblin King (David Bowie) from Labyrinth

Captain Jack Sparrow (Johnny Depp) from Pirates of the Caribbean

Riddick (Van Diesel)

Frank N Furter from The Rocky Horror Picture Show

Tony Montana from Scarface

Hannibal Lecter from The Silence of the Lambs

Darth Vader from the Star Wars saga

Stanley Kowalski from A Streetcar Named Desire (as played by Marlon Brando)

Arnold Schwarzenegger's Terminator from The Terminator (it's actually mentioned that he literally wears leather pants in the movie)

Sarah Connor (specifically in Terminator II: Judgment Day)

Harry Lime (Orson Welles) from The Third Man (it's actually acknowledged that he's that "both Out and In-Universe)

Loki from MCU

Tony Stark from MCU, called an "Odd heroic variation"

Magneto from X-Men:First Class

Literature:

Hannibal Lecter (again) from Thomas Harris' novels (The Silence of the Lambs and Hanibal Rising are specifically mentioned)

Sandor Clegane from A Song of Ice and Fire

Heathcliff from Wuthering Heights

Mr Darcy from Pride and Prejudice (called "an unusual example of this trope”)

Live-Action TV:

Grant Ward from Agents of SHIELD

Dandy Mott from American Horror Story: Freak Show

Spike from Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel

Faith from Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel

The Master from Dr Who ("particularly in his Athony Ainley and John Simm incarnations")

The Tenth Doctor

Ianto from Torchwood (called "an odd heroic version")

Gaius Baltar from Battlestar Galactica

Alex Krycek from The X-Files

Sylar from Heroes

Noah Bennet from Heroes

Cole Turner from Charmed

Phoebe from Charmed

Scorpius from Farscape

Eric Northman from True Blood

Lex Luthor from Smallville

Furio from The Sopranos

Ben Linus from Lost

Gene Hunt from Life on Mars and Ashes to Ashes

Alex from Dark Angel ("somewhat. While he's a good guy by the end..." starts the description)

Khal Drogo from Game of Thrones

Dr Gregory House 

Barney from How I Met Your Mother

Tate Langdon from American Horror Story: Murder House

Regina Mills from Once Upon a Time

Rumpelstilskin from OUAT

Jefferson from OUAT

Captain Hook/Killian Jones from OUAT

Tony DiNozzo from NCIS (the description actually says "He's good person deep down (...) and isn't by definition an actual villain" before going into why he's supposedly a Draco In Leather Pants)

Walter White from Breaking Bad

Damon Salvatore from The Vampire Diaries

Klaus from The Vampire Diaries/The Originals

Now, hold on. After going through this list, I’m even more confused. Either the above description of the trope is incorrect or really poorly worded, or most of the people who have posted supposed examples have no idea what that trope is supposed to be about.

Because, while quite a few of these characters - but not all! - are villains/antagonists or were villains at some point, many (in fact, the majority) of these characters are actually sexualized and presented as objects of desire in canon, by actual creators of the media in question. Now, I’m not sure if the writers, producers and directors of The Silence of the Lambs initially intended to make Anthony Hopkins’ Hannibal Lecter a sex symbol (unlike Mads Mikkelsen’s Hanibal Lecter from the TV show, who clearly was intentionally presented that way and treated as such in-universe) - but I’m pretty sure they always meant for him to be fascinating and strangely appealing while also being super-evil and scary - the way they clearly did not portray Buffalo Bill, or even Chilton, who’s not really a villain but is clearly intentionally portrayed as annoying and hateful. However, I really want to know if someone is seriously going to argue that David Bowie’s extremely tight pants in The Labyrinth happened because the costuming department just couldn’t find anything bigger and looser for him to wear, or that characters such as (among others) Faith, Spike, Damon Salvatore, Klaus, Eric Northman, Grant Ward or Captain Hook from OUAT were not intended to be objects of desire, and that it was somehow the fandom that “turned” them into sex symbols, totally unprovoked, to the total shock and horror of the creators of these shows, who refused to “retool” these characters that were totally not meant to be sexy, no sir! I don’t think that anyone is going to argue that, and if they did, they either did not watch these shows at all, or are being completely dishonest.

What are we even talking about here? It’s really strange if not downright hypocritical to complain about the “fandom” putting certain characters in “leather pants”, when the canon has already put them in (metaphorical and in some cases also literal) leather pants to begin with. That’s not “Misaimed Fandom”. That’s the opposite of it - the showrunners were aiming for it and hit the target, intentionally playing up the actors’/characters’ sex appeal, often in really obvious ways. Unless I’m supposed to believe that things like frequent shirtless or nude scenes, tight/leather clothes, female gazey/male gazey (whichever applies) camera shots, and other fanservicey moments are there for no plot-related reason, just happened by accident, and that the writers wrote these characters as sexy and desirable in-universe with a bunch of other characters commenting on or falling for their charms, not to mention blatant ship teases or actual romantic/sexual relationships with protagonists - but somehow expected the audience to not see them as desirable, at all.

Which, BTW, does not necessarily have anything to do with downplaying a character’s flaws, or to what extent they are portrayed sympathetically. Many of the characters on the list are both given some sympathetic qualities and complexity and intentionally presented as desirable, but you can have one without the other. Case in point: Dandy Mott from AHS:FS - totally evil, no redeeming qualities, not sympathetic at all, but Finn Wittrock sure did not have all the nude scenes because the plot demanded it.

Furthermore, on the second point: most (actually, the majority, although there are some exceptions) of these characters were actually given tragic backstories and/or had terrible things happen to them in canon in scenes that were supposed to be dramatic and tragic and were clearly intended to elicit at least some degree of sympathy or empathy. For instance, you may argue how bad or evil or good Sandor Clegane is, but can anyone deny that he’s canonically a victim of horrible abuse by his brother, which has left him physically scarred and disfigured for life, and left even an harsher psychological and emotional trauma that’s defined his life? No. You can’t deny that. And some of the other above mentioned characters have had entire episodes and storyarcs or, heck, even entire movies devoted to their tragic backstories. It doesn’t make sense to accuse the fandom of “turning (x) into a victim”, when that character is already portrayed as a victim (among other things, and at least at some point in their arc or their backstory) in canon, intentionally, by the actual creators of said media. 

Which, BTW, has absolutely nothing to do with downplaying a characters’ flaws or the villain/hero status in the narrative. You don’t have to be a flawless person or even a good person in order to be or have been a victim (of abuse, rape, torture, murder etc.) and being a bad person or doing bad things does not disqualify you from the victim status. Conversely, being victimized at some point in your life does not automatically make you a good person or a hero, and does not preclude you from doing evil things and/or being a perpetrator of crime/abuse. I shouldn’t really need to explain this, it’s pretty obvious and basic.

In short, there is no reason why villainous, semi-villainous, anti-heroic or super flawed characters can’t canonically be objects of desire, victims, or both. Many, in fact, are.

So then, maybe half of the description of this trope should really be scrapped, and it’s all just about downplaying the flaws of villainous characters?

But that doesn’t fit either, because quite a few of the characters listed on this page either did not remain villains and eventually became heroes (Faith and Spike, for instance - and heck, even Darth Vader got last minute redemption) or simply aren’t and have never been villains. In fact, several of these - such as the Doctor, Sarah Connor or MCU Tony Stark - are definitely heroes and protagonists of their stories. Flawed heroes are still heroes. RDJ’s Tony Stark is clearly meant to be super flawed and occasionally annoying, but still likable, and certainly heroic. Others aren’t heroic, but are clearly not meant to be disliked by the audience, in spite of their shitty behavior (e.g. Barney from HIMYM). 

In fact, people who wrote some of these entries even admit that the character they think is a Draco in Leather Pants is “a heroic example” or “a good person deep down” - which contradicts what the trope is supposed to be about. Some entries are even complaining about the treatment of said characters not by fandom, but in the actual canon - which, again, completely contradicts what the description says the trope is all about (Misaimed Fandom).

OK, maybe listing heroic or other non-villainous characters does not contradict the description - because it says “controversial or downright villainous character”? But a controversial character is simply one that polarizes opinions. It’s usually pretty clear which characters are supposed to be villainous, but any character can be controversial. For instance, someone has listed Sarah Connor and said that people see her as “flawless icon of feminism” and then proceeded to criticize her character flaws - but someone else replied that many people may actually see the character as feminist exactly because she’s a heroine who is flawed and complex, rather than a flawless paragon of anything, and that it’s great to see female characters allowed to be flawed heroes, just like male characters so often are.

How do you actually separate the controversial from the non-controversial characters? If a bunch of people think a character is smart and awesome, and a bunch of others think the same character is stupid and annoying, that’s a controversial character. But do these groups have to be roughly the same in size for a character to be controversial? How many people in fandom need to hold one or the other opinion? Is Dawn from Buffy the Vampire Slayer a controversial character, or just an unpopular one? Many people often go about how hated she was, but I know quite a few BtVS fans who love Dawn.

And even if we agree on that, well - whether people are “downplaying” a character’s flaws is pretty debatable in itself, isn’t it? Yes, sometimes people ignore canon flaws or bad actions of their faves in fanfiction or fandom debates. But what if some fans acknowledge that their faves are flawed and have done shitty things, but insist that they also have good traits and the bad doesn’t outweigh the good, or even simply that they still like them in spite of all? Someone else who hates that character and thinks that they’re the Worst Ever and pretty much the closest thing to Antichrist may say that they are “downplaying their flaws”. But the other party may reply that it’s in fact the hater who’s overplaying their flaws. It’s not really an exact science - and that’s exactly what makes a character controversial. 

And, well, if the point of the trope is to complain that there are different and opposing opinions about controversial characters, in other words, that there’s controversy about controversial characters... well, duh? 

So, at the end of this analysis that’s probably way too long... I’m even more confused than I was at the beginning. I’d really appreciate it if someone would help me understand what this trope is about, if it’s even a trope, and why it’s called what it’s called. Is it supposed to be about:

complaining about characters that aren’t supposed to be sexy /desirable/ appealing in canon, but some rather sizable portion of the fandom treats them as if they were? (Which would be the one explanation that would fit the name of the trope.)

complaining about characters that aren’t victimized/don’t suffer in canon, but some reasonably large portion of the fandom treats them as if they are?

complaining about characters that fit both of the above, at the same time?

complaining about characters that are villainous, but a lot of people like them and sympathize with them anyway (regardless of whether the canon offers them material for that)?

complaining about the fact that authors of some canon works like to make their villains complex and somewhat sympathetic or give them heartbreaking moments and tragic backstories?

not being upset with canon for giving villains heartbreaking moments and  tragic backstories, but complaining anyway about the fact that a lot of fans sympathize with them, because you think that fandom should be stronger than that and bravely resist the authors’ attempts to elicit sympathy for bad people?

complaining about the fact that authors of some canon works portray their villains/antagonists as desirable and try to make them into sex symbols?

complaining about the fact that they’ve actually succeeded in that, which upsets you because you think that fans should all be morally stronger and be able to resists for the authors’ blatant fanservice and sexualization of morally corrupt characters?

just an umbrella term for people’s tendency to downplay or ignore their favorite characters’ flaws (which may apply to not just to villains, but to any character who has any flaws or has done something wrong or morally dubious)?

merely an excuse to bitch about the fact that, shockingly, there are some fans who have a different opinion than you and like a character that you strongly dislike?

[nevertrulyset]

Oh yeah, it's been 3 years. Has anyone found or written this fic?

Fox Mulder is to Denise Bryson as Carrie Page is to Laura Palmer. Alternate universe doppelgängers. I’m sure someone is already working on a fanfic in which Dale Cooper and Carrie Page are in a timeline in which the Blue Rose task force does not exist, but the X-Files do, so Cooper convinces Skinner to assign him to work with Scully and BrysonIMeanMulder in an effort to return everyone to their respective timelines of origin.