#don't ask me why this is the one you got rachael but i just wanted a panicked dad moment

[thecryptidcottage]

 @urbnlgnds​.

      ↳ ft. dom + ( muse up to player ) !         at the local supermarket

          of all the situations dom has ever found himself in that have left him feeling wildly out of his depth ( and okay, admittedly, there have been several ) surely this must be the one to take the cake. and it’s not that he’s got any sort of reservation about it ― he doesn’t, he’d like to make that very clear ― or that it makes him feel awkward or uncomfortable, even. no, he hasn’t a care in the world about the actual purchase, it’s just that... well, to be frank, dom has absolutely no idea what he’s meant to be looking for. and it’s not as if he can ask ; all of this is just as new to charlie as it is to him, and arguably infinitely worse. no, questions are... they’re out of the question. so if he looks a little lost as he stands in the middle of the personal care and hygiene aisle, staring blankly at a wall of boxes branded with different sizes and shapes and absorbancies, you’ll have to forgive him. it makes him feel a bit silly, actually, that he’s made it through nearly forty-five years of life without learning the difference between a a towelette and a tampon or why anything that’s meant to go in your pants might require a pair of wings. he’s almost embarrassed to admit to his own ignorance, ready to duck head and tuck tail and head home empty-handed. but he knows he can’t. there’s not a world in which dom can leave this store with nothing ― charlie needs him to figure it out. he needs to figure it out.

          dragging a hand over his face as the reality of the situation sets in, dom sighs, glancing down the aisle. it’s empty, save for one other person. and they’re heading his way. it’s now or never. ❝ excuse me, i, uh ― hi, ❞ he manages to spit out, lifting a hand in a half-wave to catch their attention. ❝ sorry, i don’t ― i’m not sure how to ask this except to just get on with it, so, um ― could you, uh, would you mind helping me for just a moment ? ❞

[rayslittlekitten]

You Won't Let Me

“Toff Girl” (aka “Damsel” Universe) Masterlist

A/N: I had a good chunk of this chapter written out even way before the last chapter was started. I got a little stuck on this but I think I finally got this to where I want it to be. I am sorry (not sorry) for all the angst in this. "You Won't Let Me" by Rachael Yamagata was the driving force behind this. "Under the Table" by BANKS was an inspiration as well (YT link for both below). Those are both beautiful songs and recommend checking them out if you're not familiar.

Rating: T/M (no smut, but some mentions of D/s dynamic/elements)

Word Count:  1,378

Pairing: Raymond Smith x F!reader

Plot: Things don't go as expected when you thought you had it all figured out.

Contains: lots of hurt and angst, some mentions of D/s dynamics/elements, bratting, possible death threats?

Ray is sitting at the bar of Princess Victoria enjoying his afternoon tea while reading the paper. The pub isn't open for a few more hours for evening service. The quietness is interrupted when he hears the front door open.

"Sorry, we're not open--" Ray stops mid-sentence when he sees your reflection in the mirror behind the bar.

As you strut towards him, he spins around on his stool and is met with your lips crushing his. You grab his face and dig your fingers into his beard. You practically melt into him. Getting caught off guard, Ray allows it for a moment until he puts his hands on your waist and gently pushes you off as he stands up.

“Wh-what are you doing here?” Ray asks.

"We had a problem you couldn’t solve and I just did that for you. For us.”

“What are you talking about?” Ray tilts his head, confused at what you’re referring to.

“Fletcher! He’s never going to blackmail us - I mean you and Mickey - ever again,” you tell him, unable to contain your excitement. “We can be together again!”

Ray quickly looks around the pub and the street right outside before locking the front door and pulling you into the dining area in the back where he and Mickey usually conduct their business for more privacy.

“What did you do?” Ray turns to face you with knitted brows.

“Let’s just say you and Mickey are not the only ones in London who have power and resources," you answer smugly with a smirk.

“For fuck’s sake!” He huffs and shakes his head. “That was my problem alone. Not yours to fix and I had fixed it!”

“God damn it, Ray!” You chuckle and shake your head. “I thought you would be happy about this.” 

Your chin starts to tremble and you put your hand over your frowning mouth.

“I’m so sorry,” Ray breathes out as he helplessly watches you cry yet again. 

You shove him, slap his chest and then start pounding on it. Why do you torture yourself like this? You must truly be a masochist.

“No, you’re not! Just tell me Fletcher wasn’t the problem. If you didn't want to be with me anymore, just tell me instead of fabricating this stupid elaborate excuse,” you shout.

“It wasn’t an excuse–” Ray starts.

“Then why can’t we be together? I handled the only thing that was keeping us apart!”

“Fletcher is a greedy, sneaky cunt and will find any and every opportunity to milk as much money as he can from anyone. You should have talked to me about this before impulsively doing that,” he scoffs.

“Like how you talked to me about ending our relationship before deciding that for us?” you jab back. “Well I did what I thought was best for us.”

“Would you stop being a spoiled brat for one fucking moment? So what if you’re filthy rich? Money can’t solve every problem!” Ray steps in and gets right into your face. 

You stare at him and step in closer to him, your noses practically touching.

"Yes, I am a filthy rich spoiled brat and I would pay Fletcher off each and every time to keep his bloody mouth shut for the rest of my life if that’s what it takes for me to get what I want. What are you going to do about it, huh?" One of your eyebrows lifts slightly.

Ray glares at you.

“I already did what was best for everyone and there’s nothing more I need to do. If you want to continue to throw money away at Fletcher, that has nothing to do with me,” Ray shakes his head and crosses his arms.

You suddenly slap him hard across the face, nearly knocking his glasses off. He looks back at you in shock. 

“What do you think you are doing?” He takes a small step back and adjusts his glasses.

“Being. A. Filthy. Rich. Spoiled. Brat.” You punctuate each word with a poke to his chest, making his eyes twitch.

“Stop it!” Ray snarls. 

“Make me!” You challenge as you take another step closer to him and try to slap him again but he catches your wrist.

Ray’s eyes go dark for a moment, focused on the satin collar around your neck hiding slightly under your jacket collar, after hearing the sweet jingle of the bell. His favorite.

You stare back at him, anticipating his next move. His eyes move back to yours and his face softens. He then intakes a quiet sharp breath when you kneel down in front of him.

“Get up,” he commands.

“Make me!” You repeat.

“This isn’t a game!”

“No, it’s not,” you agree, shaking your head.

“Michael is going to be here any minute,” he spits, glancing at his watch.

“I don’t care! Tell me you don’t want this, that you don’t love me anymore and you’ll never hear from me or see me ever again,” you tell him.

Ray adjusts his glasses as he continues to stare down at you, exasperated.

“You need to leave,” he says while glancing at his watch.

“Tell me you don’t love me,” you demand again.

“It’s… it’s complicated,” he answers, his eyes twitching again.

“No, it’s not. It’s either you love me or you don’t.”

“Be a good girl for me and get up,” he tries again, changing tactics.

“No! Not until you-”

“The only reason we’re in this situation is because I love you!” he finally says. “We shouldn’t have even started seeing each other in the first place and I can only blame myself for allowing it to happen knowing what the risks were.”

“I don’t care about the risks,” you tell him. “It’s worth it.”

“I care about the risks. This isn’t just about you and me,” he starts. “There are a lot of people - innocent people - who can get hurt including your family if the wrong people find out about us.”

“I’ll behave,” you plead as you crawl over to him and rub your face against his thigh. “I’ll be a good kitten. I promise–” 

“Stop begging like a desperate fucking dog!” Ray snarls in disgust. “It’s pathetic!” he grabs your arm and yanks you up to your feet.

Normally, his degradation would turn you on, but his intentions behind his words feel far from playful and for once, it absolutely crushes you. Is that how he truly feels? Has he always felt this way?

“It’s over! You have to accept it!” he shouts.

“Am I interrupting something?”

Ray frantically takes a step back from you, creating distance and turning around to find Mickey walking in.

“H-hi, boss! Not at all!” he quickly spits out, feeling embarrassed. 

“Uh, Miss–” Ray glances over at you and does a double take when he sees the hurt in your damp eyes. It wasn’t the same sadness he saw earlier when he shot down your idea, not even when he broke up with you. He didn’t just break your heart just now. He also broke your spirit.

His face falls, regretting his choice of words in the heat of the moment.

“I was just leaving,” you finish his lingering sentence, before rushing out the pub without saying goodbye.

For a moment, Ray reaches out for you when you walk pass him, but he restrains himself at the last moment. He didn’t want to leave things between you like this. He watches you as you make your way through the pub until you’re out of sight.

“Ray, I thought I told you to handle that,” Mickey says as he pulls out a chair and settles in.

“I thought I did,” Ray replies. “But I don’t think there will be any more problems.”

“Well, there better not be or I may have to handle this one myself,” Mickey tells him. 

“Boss…you don’t mean–” Ray’s eyes start twitching.

“Ray, I’m not in the business of killing people,” Mickey cuts him off. “That is only reserved as a last resort for people really deserving of it.”

Ray lets out a breath of relief.

“But if I have to handle it myself, she’s going to wish she was dead. Do you understand?” 

“Yes, boss,” Ray nods.

“Good. Now, where are we with the Sheffields?”

[pinayelf-archive]

Six-Song Soundtrack Tag Game

tagged by @shivunin <3 Thank you so much ^_^

If you're tagged, make a new post with links to music and/or lyrics describing the following: 1. An event that defines your character's past 2. How your character sees themselves 3. How others view them 4. Their closest relationship (platonic or romantic) 5. A major fight scene 6. End credits song

As always I'm going to do Immy, to no one's surprise lol

Yes quite a few of these will be pop songs, which yes, may seem like a joke, but I'm serious and I like genuinely using pop music as part of Immy's character and ~symbolism. it makes more sense in my head, I have a hard time verbalizing it lol

All Love - Ingrid Michaelson (An event that defines your character's past)

You can't be the one to kill the pain anymore you let me in but then you slam my fingers in the door i've had enough but i keep asking you to give me more when i say that there's no way.

Immy had a very bad breakup a couple of years before Inquisition. Her ex Liranael ended things because she believed Immy to be "too much". Their wants weren't the same, and Immy CAN be clingy, however, she often made Immy feel stupid or ridiculous for the way she normally acts (this actually relates to why Immy and Solas have a strained relationship, but that's another essay lol)

2. Paper Doll - Rachael Yamagata (How your character sees themselves)

Everybody's cleared the room And they'll dress you up Stand you in all the right places Words like honey They smile as they change your faces With no regard to you at all And you find they treat you like a paper doll

This is mostly during DAI, a lot of this is wonderfully explained by this great post by hawkepockets. Immy knew who she was when she was with her clan, surrounded by her community. This was her first time away from that and around unfamiliar culture and people. She essentially fights for her own dignity and humanity - because as the Inquisitor she already sees how much of herself she is losing because of the symbol she's become. No matter how loud she speaks out (something she had to become braver to do), she's essentially the people's paper doll.

3. Goddess - Laufey (How others view them)

Were you surprised by me When you took me home? When the glamor wore off Reduced to skin and bone I can't even tell Who you want to know I'm a goddess on stage Human when we're alone

Doing two parts to number 3! While Goddess is meant to be a song about a lover deifying you - I really like the lyrics here. Immy is essentially deified by the people who follow the Inquisition. Literally the "second coming of Christ" (nvm that she's Dalish). But what ends up happening, to most people that meet her, is that they're disappointed. Immy is not this bright, gleaming figure - she's a shy, terrified woman who's struggling to not break down with all the burden on her.

3b. Magic - One Direction

'Cause you, you've got this spell on me I don't know what to believe Kiss you once, now I can't leave 'Cause everything you do is magic But everything you do is ma-a-agic

This is for how those close to her view her. It's not so much the lyrics, but the poppy-ness of it. Pop songs just remind me of Immy - the saccharine sound, the way it makes you want to dance etc. But despite me often talking about Immy that way, that's something that's only revealed to people closest to her, when Immy feels safe. And that includes her closest friends in the Inquisition and Cullen - the thing that helps her to keep her own personhood.

4. Smash Into You - Beyonce (Their closest relationship, romantic in this case)

And I'm soaked in your love, ah And love is right in my path, in my grasp And me and you belong, oh

I've said numerous times before that this is one of my favorite love songs ever, it's extremely vulnerable, and portrays an intense and deep love. Cullen makes me soppy I'm sorry lol. Vulnerability and feeling safe in that is one of the most important thing in Cullen and Immy's relationship and this portrays it PERFECTLY. Also Immy feels very intensely and deeply too. I have other songs for them, but this one is the one I'm feeling rn <3

5. Like OOH-AAH - TWICE (A major fight scene)

OKAY HEAR ME OUT. No lyrics, because the song isn't here for lyrics, but rather ~vibes. I love exploring contrasts, I also love ironic kinds of anachronism with putting modern pop songs to stuff like Dragon Age. I associate TWICE's music with Immy because she would be a fan in a modern AU and the music is just very her. The music video features the band running through a hoard of zombies so in my head it's a battle song (yes it makes sense).

I like imagining Immy fighting Corypheus to this song lol

6. 26 - Paramore (End credits song)

Reality will break your heart Survival will not be the hardest part It's keeping all your hopes alive When all the rest of you has died

These lyrics just SCREAM Immy to me. Hayley Williams explained that this song is a conceptual opposite to an older song "Brick by Boring Brick" that criticized dreamers and now she's the person. To me - this is what Immy fights for. It's hard staying hopeful, soft, and kind when she'd gone through SO MUCH. But yet, she looks ahead.

Bonus for end credits:

Take Me Home - Pentatonix

And don't you forget The only thing that matters is our heartbeats going strong Oh, don't you forget That nothing else can matter 'cause we know where I belong

This is more for Cullen and Immy settling together to have a simple and peaceful life in South Reach. The lyrics are self explanatory <3

[dragon-kazansky]

The Chaos Family

Iceman x Dragon

[Masterlist]

[Previous Chapter] - [Next Chapter]

From how these two fools met and fell in love. To how they built a family surrounded by those that mean the most to them. There's a lot to tell in a story like this, but if you're willing to hear it out, well, who am I to deprive you of the Kazansky's and their crazy friends?

Word count: 2.6k

Chapter Two - The Iceman

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The bar was alive with music and people. Most of those people being graduates o their way to starting their Navy careers. Dragon was so proud of Goose. The fact that he was following in her footsteps made her so very happy.

Nick immediately takes her over to the bar to order drinks. She laughs as he orders for her, knowing exactly what she'll want. Rachael rolls her eyes and shoves him playfully.

"I heard you're being deployed soon," Nick says, leaning against the bar with her.

"I leave in 3 days. Gotta be back home tomorrow so I can prepare. I'll be gone a few months. Big job assignment coming my way. Think you'll settle into base without me for a while?" She grins.

"It will be very lonely, but somehow I think I'll manage."

Rachael rolls her eyes. The bartender gives them their drinks and they look out at the crowd.

"You still don't have a partner up in the sky?"

"You offering?" Rachael asks.

"Maybe."

She chuckles. "You can find your own pilot, Goose. They'll find someone for you."

"Why not you?"

Rachael falls quiet.

"I'm sorry," Nick apologies.

"Don't be. I should just get over it."

"You shouldn't have to do anything. Hey, listen to me, you got me, okay? We're going to be great. Nothing is going to stop us from saving the world."

Rachael bursts into laughter. "Oh, sure."

She eyes a group of pilots near a dart board. She then turns to Goose.

"Are you not going to introduce me to any of your pals?"

Nick laughs. "Pals? I guess. That's Cougar over there. He's really good. That's his girl he's with."

"Aw."

"That... over there, that's Scarlet."

Rachael sees a pretty redhead talking to some of the people with Cougar. She's laughing at something they said. Rachael notices that Goose is staring at her.

"Oh. I see."

Nick turns to Rachael and quickly shakes his head.

"You see nothing."

"Oh, come on!" Rachael glances back at Scarlet. "She's beautiful. Is she taken?"

"Not that I know of."

"So what's stopping you from going over there and taking your shot with her? She seems nice."

Goose shrugs.

"Right, that's it. You're not allowed to leave here tonight until you've spoken to her."

"Rach-"

"No! I don't want to hear it. You'll talk to the pretty redhead, or I will."

Goose stares at his friend in shock. He can't argue with her because he knows she will abide by her word. He takes another swift of his beer and Rachael laughs.

Before Rachael can say any more on the topic, Nick changes the subject.

"Oh! Over there, that's Slider and Whiskey. Ron was so head over heels for her that Ice and I set them up on a blind date. Slider was mad at us for a bit, but he forgave us because it worked. They're so good together, and I hope they stay that way. It's pretty recent, but I know they'll be good for one another."

"Cute. Who's Ice?" Rachael asks.

Goose looks around and sees the man in question. He had just been getting himself another drink. The tall blond man returns to his friends.

"That's him. Iceman."

Rachael looks over and sees him. For some reason, she finds herself unable to look away.

"Iceman?"

"Yeah. He's the best of us. Never once made a mistake. If you make a mistake, he picks up on it. He's definitely going to be a force to be reckoned with once we get going."

Dragon acknowledges Ice from afar. "I see."

Goose gives her a nudge and she finally turns back around. She lowers her gaze and tries to pretend she hadn't been staring at the stranger from across the bar.

"Really?" Goose asks.

"What?"

"Ice? Of all people, Ice?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Nick grins. "Right. Sure. Okay."

They both take a swig of their drinks. Rachael wanted to crack on with the night and pretend there wasn't some handsome stranger in the bar behind her.

Oh, how fate had other plans.

"Goosey!"

Goose turns around and sees Slider coming over with Whiskey under his arm. He smiles at them and Dragon turns as to not be rude.

"Oh, date?" Slider asks.

"No. This is my friend. We've been friends for years," Goose says.

Slider grins. "Figured. Scarlet's been looking at you all night, might want to clear the air there if you want something to happen."

Goose just chuckles softly.

"I'm Ron Kerner, you can call me Slider." He holds his hand out to Dragon. She takes it and tells him her name.

"I'm Jade, aka Whiskey," says the pretty woman under his arm.

"Hi," Rachael smiles. They shake hands too.

Just as Rachael was getting comfortable with the new company, he walks over. Though she probably should have seen that coming since they all appeared to be friends.

"This is Tom Kazansky. Iceman." Slider introduces.

"Hello," Rachael says, though she cringed with how awkward that sounded.

"Hi."

Iceman was wearing his aviators. She couldn't see his eyes, but she could definitely feel them looking at her. Rachael drops her gaze from Ice and turns to Goose instead.

"Seriously though, Goose. If you're going to do anything about Scarlet, tonight's the night."

Goose makes a face before sipping his beer. Rachael tries to ignore Ice as she looks up toward where Scarlet is.

"She's very pretty, Nick. Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea."

Goose looks at the group and knows he's outnumbered. He sighs and orders another bottle of beer before making his way over there. He knows they'll only tease him all night if he doesn't.

Rachael laughs as Nick leaves.

"So, you Navy too?"

Rachael hadn't come in uniform, so it wasn't exactly obvious.

"Yes, actually. A pilot. They call me Dragon."

"Now that's cool," Whiskey says, chuckling. Rachael laughs too.

"That's the coolest thing about me, to be honest."

"I'm sure that's not true."

Rachael just chuckles softly. She bows her head down slightly and sips her drink. Ice is still watching her.

"Would you look at that, Goosey is getting somewhere with her," Slider says.

Rachael looks up and sees Scarlet laughing. Goose is looking pretty proud of himself. Whiskey is looking at Ice who hasn't turned away from Dragon at all. She grins.

Someone has caught his eye. At last.

"Hey Sli, let's go dance."

Slider looks at his girl and smiles. "Sure. Why not!"

He doesn't even question where her sudden interest in dancing came from. Any excuse to be up close to his sweetheart.

Dragon watches them go and then awkwardly looks up at Ice who hasn't moved at all.

"Looks like we've been abandoned," he says.

"Yeah... You don't have to stay. I'll wait and see what happens with Goose and then either head back with him or get a room somwhere.... I don't know why I told you that."

Ice chuckles. "What if I want to stay?" He asks.

"Then you can stay..."

He smiles. For the first time that night since they met he removes his aviators from his face. Rachael finds herself forgetting to breath for a moment.

He's so handsome.

"How about another drink?" He offers.

Dragon glances down at her nearly finished drink. She smiles and agrees. Ice calls over the bartender and orders them both another. Rachael gets comfy on one of the bar stools, while Tom leans against the bar top.

"When did you graduate the academy?" He asks.

"A little over a year ago."

"You any good?"

Rachael eyes him. "I might be. Are you?"

"Yes," he grins.

"Cocky, aren't you?"

"Confident."

Rachael chuckles. The bartender puts their drinks down on the bar and they each pick up their glass.

"So, you and Goose? Assuming not together."

"Considering he's over there flirting with the pretty red head, I think that's a safe assumption," Rachael tells him.

"Single?"

"Nosey."

Ice chuckles. Dragon smiles. He was easy to talk to and she found comfort in that. She was only here tonight, so she might as well enjoy it.

"Tell me about you and Goose then."

Dragon smiles.

"I was about 4 when my family moved out to the States."

"Ah, yes, the accent."

Dragon laughs.

"Despite living out here so long, I still have that British thing."

"It's pretty."

"Oh hush!" She blushes.

"No really. It's pleasant," he tells her.

"Pleasant?"

"Yeah."

Rachael chuckles again. "Anyway, my dad was an army man. He got stationed out here permanently, so of course we moved out here too. It was pretty lonely growing up not knowing anyone at all.

Then I met Nick Bradshaw. He was at my new school. I was struggling to make friends, but Nick saw to it that I had at least one."

Ice smiles softly.

"We've been friends ever since. My dad most definitely wanted me to follow in his footsteps, but I fell in love with the sky. I knew that's where I wanted to be. Nick listened to all my hopes and dreams about wanting to fly. When I graduated the academy, Nick told me there that he wanted to follow in my steps. So, that's my story."

"Sounds like an adventure, almost."

"I guess it kind of is. What about you? What's your story?"

Ice bows his head down a bit. "Not quite as sweet as that one."

"Oh. You don't have to tell me. I was being nosey too."

"It's alright. I suppose I'm here to prove a point, but we won't go into that. I'd hate to kill the mood we've created," he says, looking at her.

Rachael stays quiet as she looks back at him.

The atmosphere in here is nice and she can't deny a mood seems to have set. When Dragon came to celebrate with Goose, she hardly expected to spend her evening chatting to a handsome stranger she is very unlikely ever going to see again.

"You know, I never actually caught your name."

Rachael feels shy all of a sudden.

"You kept talking to me even though you didn't know my name?"

"I keep talking to you because you're very pretty and I want to know you," he says.

Rachael laughs softly. "Oh. I see."

"You're not going to tell me?" He asks.

"No."

"Dragon. That's all I get?" He asks.

"Yes."

Ice chuckles. "Alright. I'll find out though."

"Oh? I'm only here tonight. That's not much time."

"Tonight?"

"I fly home first thing tomorrow morning. You won't see me again. I'll be another stranger you met one night."

Tom stares at her. Just tonight? The universe puts this beautiful soul in the same room as him and he only has tonight to talk to her? That didn't seem fair.

"Then I need to make the most of tonight, don't I?"

Rachael smiles at him. "I guess you do."

Tom finishes his drink and then holds out his hand to her. Rachael watches him carefully as she slowly gives him her hand. Ice helps her off the stool and then takes her over to the dart board on the wall.

"You any good?" He asks.

"No," she admits.

Tom laughs and takes the darts from the board. He holds three out to her.

"Then we play for fun."

Rachael takes the darts from him and watches as he takes his own three darts. He gets into stance and aims, throwing them each one at a time at the board. All of them land around the centre of the board.

He looks at Rachael over his shoulder with a grin.

"As long as you hit what you're aiming for, that's good enough for me."

Rachael chuckles softly and switches places with him. She's never really cared much for darts, but she supposes it could be fun to just mess around with him.

The first dart hits pretty high up the board. The second one pretty close to where Ice's sit.

The third one knocks on of his out of the board and Rachael laughs. Ice stands there looking at his dart on the floor. He then slowly bring his gaze back up to her. She's covering her mouth as she laughs hard.

Ice smiles.

"You took one of mine of the board..."

"I'm sorry!" She laughs.

"I get the suspicion I have to keep a close eye on you," he says.

Rachael bites her lip as she recovers from her laughter. She can't stop smiling.

Slider and Whiskey had long since finished dancing. As soon as Ice and Dragon had left the bar, they went over go get themselves a drink and watch the pair.

"I've never seen Ice warm up to someone so quickly," Slider comments.

"Maybe he has a thing for her," Whiskey replies.

"Just like that?"

Jade looks up at Ron. "How long after we met did you fancy me?" She asks.

Slider smiles. "Not long at all."

They smile at one another.

"Sometimes you just know," Jade says.

"Well, let's hope it isn't to serious," Slider says.

"Why?"

"I just heard Goose tell his new date that he has to drop his friend off at the airport tomorrow. She flies back up home first thing."

Jade turns her head back to the pair playing darts. Dragon is still laughing and smiling. Ice is watching her like she's the most beautiful sight in the world.

"I think it might be too late..."

The darts game is interrupted by Goose coming over. Rachael gets over her last giggling fit and turns to him. Nick smiles as he comes to a stop.

"Having fun?"

"Yes," Rachael says, smiling.

"As glad as I am to hear that, it's late and we have to put early tomorrow."

Rachael's smile fades. "Right." She glanced at Ice. He's not even looking at her. It stings to think he's lost interest now that the night is over.

"I'll wait for you outside."

"Okay..."

Goose smiles softly at her and then leaves. Once he's gone, Rachael turns to Tom.

"I had fun," she tells him.

"Good."

His short sharp response hurts a little.

"Rachael Hunter."

He looks at her.

"My name. It's Rachael Hunter. Just in case... you know."

He doesn't say anything, so Rachael leaves. He follows her with his eyes. She waves at Whiskey and Slider over at the bar and then exits.

Suddenly, Ice doesn't feel like sticking around much more. Slider calls him over as he passes, but he doesn't stop. Ice leaves too.

Just as he gets outside, he sees a truck drive away. He just knew she was in there with Goose.

How could fate be so cruel to have him meet someone so beautiful and funny and kind, only to have her leave right after?

He supposes nothing would have come from it anyway.

He has a new career to focus on. No time for silly little romantic daydreaming.

He would feel so different if he only knew what time had in store for him.

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ADIRA DID U WATCH THE FIRST EP OF TLOU

Hey there, frand!

I didn't actually play the game--I am not really good at games that require a lot of stealth and aim. Add in a horror element and I lock up real hard. But my SO played it and I watched a good portion of that. And then when I heard Pedro got the role I watched the cut scenes. @something-tofightfor clued me in that a lot of the story actually takes place during the gameplay, that there's a lot of things said or done that really cement the characters' bond, so I watched an entire playthrough. (I also watched a TLOU II playthrough, but I have a lot of issues with it, so if I ever write fic, that second one will not exist for me.)

So I knew what was going on. And it's been really fun having folks around me at all levels of experience with these characters. The SO has spent hours with them in the game (and I believe he's played it twice), and my BFF knows almost nothing. Hearing both of their reactions to the first episode has been very interesting. And, of course, knowing how much this show overlaps loves for Rachael (something-tofightfor) and watching her enjoy this all come to life has been a fkn joy.

My own reaction? Has been puzzling. Thank you for asking my opinion, because it gives me a moment to dissect and figure out why I'm feeling the way I am.

I will start off by saying that I love the show. I love the aesthetic and the acting. I love the changes they made and think there are some clever enhancements to the story. I wasn't looking forward to Tess but I am surprised at how much I love her character in this show and how much her character enhances both Joel and Ellie's. Bella of course is brilliant and is Ellie.

Weirdly, the issue I'm having is with Pedro. Kind of.

(cut for minor spoils)

He is rocking it. He is amazing. Like everyone says, he is doing award-worthy work.

But I'm not connecting. I'm not falling in love. And I can't figure out why.

Possibility: this is the first time I've gotten to witness so much behind the scenes stuff while the show was being filmed while I was also a fan that maybe I'm having trouble separating Pedro the actor from Joel the character.

Possibility: I've been waiting so long for this that nothing can possibly match the expectations I've built up.

Possibility: Maybe I should have gone in with less knowledge and let myself be moved organically.

Possibility: I knew that they'd have to make Joel more vulnerable, but I didn't realize just how very broken this version of him would be. And it makes me S A D. Maybe because we saw so much of him in 2003 that the hard switch to this very numb man holding onto his pain feels so far beyond the reach of the heart that I can't find a softness foothold in him and I just slide off him. At least game Joel had the tiniest bit of confidence and sparkle at the beginning--and he needed to be that in order to move through the game. But Pedro's Joel is just barely surviving. And it hurts. And it's brilliant.

And it's this last possibility--if I know myself--that I'm assuming. Because I know what's coming. And I know that Ellie will wear away at that numb exterior and reveal those footholds. Just like Din, Pedro's gonna start us off with someone impenetrable and then show cracks under stress, cracks that let the light through. Just like Din, I will find Joel amazing and compelling at first, someone I love to watch but don't hook into...until the armor comes off and the heart is revealed and then I'm gonna fall really R E A L L Y hard.

And this may be why I'm not drawn to any of the fanfic just yet. I am a soft, soft girl and I can't just go straight to the sex. Especially not the hard sex. I am not someone that wants a dude to treat me rough and dominate me or treat me like a toy or object, I don't want to be the receptacle for hate or anger or pure stress relief without emotional connection. Nor can my heart handle pure, concentrated angst without the possibility of it paying off toward a happy or hopeful ending. (SPOILER: Yes, I know where this show is going, and I still find emotional hope and happiness in the ending. It counts.) And the Joel we know right now seems built for those preferences. To all those writers and readers, I am beyond thrilled for you because fk, Joel is Fertile Ground™. (This is kind of the opposite of me just rolling in the soft gold that Javi G gave us 😂)

But I do love that this Joel is custom built for a more mature girl and reader characters of his age range. I will echo Rachael's opinions that with his paternal instincts toward very young women, I don't think he's an age-gap kind of guy. And neither will he put up with anything less than common sense. And I find that very, very attractive.

What I can't fall in love with is someone devoid of emotion or someone saturated only with sorrow. My heart isn't built that way.

Thankfully, I know that Joel will evolve.

And I really really can't wait to see the scene that opens up and swallows me. That's what I'm excited for. This series has expanded on the story and adjusted Joel just enough that I don't know when that's going to happen or how intensely....and I'm so looking forward to it.

In that way, it's not a problem at all. I kind of love that I'm not falling for Joel just because it's Pedro.

And I think that is the stamp on his talent. That even thought I love our boy, he has done such a phenomenal job at bringing me away from that love and back to the starting line with Joel, starting his character not at an easy place where we love him already, but one that has to be earned.

I think....I think Pedro might break me really hard with this one....

Okay. I'm gonna go cry now.

[spongebobafettywap]

Hhh I don't like the new origin story personally. It's supposed to explain everything, make complete sense and be all in the feels but... It doesn't ? At all ?? At least not for me.

The timeline is now more broken from all the continuity errors : Nightcrawler's still officially 30-35 years old while Destiny is stated to be born in the 1850's-1860's cuz the writers really hammered in on the "Irene Adler from Sherlock Holmes" shtick. We got to see her in Immortal X-Men post WWII looking her age, as in old with white hair and wrinkles, cuz she doesn't slowly age like Mystique at all (it's one of the most pivotal part about their dynamic and relationship of Immortal vs Mortal), so ? Was Nightcrawler born before both WW ?? When Margali herself wasn't even around yet since her father was a young soldier still during the wars (who am I kidding the writer for this comic hates Margali judging by how he straight up killed her in his last one shot) ??? Destiny shouldn't look or be younger than 90 years old by the time Kurt was born (he was 21 in the 1980 annual) so why is the comic acting like she's still in her 20's-40's when she supposedly had him ??

Nightcrawler is supposed to be made from like what ? 50% of Destiny's DNA (unaltered and full on hers) + 30% of Mystique's + 10% of Baron Wagner's (an old infertile human...) + 10% of Azazel's ? Okay so why the H did he end up looking like a (+)70% Azazel baby when none of his other children ended up like that with the usual 50% ratio ??? From all his powers coming from him (because they retconned the way Mystique's were and always worked meaning Kurt doesn't actually have anything from her on that aspect), his appearance both as a mutant and when depowered (Some of Azazel's kids are just blue and depowered Nightcrawler is the human disguise Azazel uses without a beard...), his daughter TJ having a retractable tail like Azazel to Sinister's chimera experiments (splicing different mutants's DNA together to make a new one) which had Kurt's DNA mixed with two other mutants (Rachael and Ajax) resulting in Cardinal, who just looks like Azazel with red hair and red eyes, there's a fundamental lack of any "Destiny" in him. It doesn't help that Sinister (guy who makes entire genealogical trees of everyone as a flex) now has a longtime history of going against Destiny so you bet your ass he would have ran his DNA bank computer looking for any descendants of hers, saw a good 50% on Kurt and exploited that ratio to the ground for his splicing experiments. (Kurt is now the og spliced baby too)

And like we really lost something important here in the tone. Because no matter how you looked at the one from Lobdell or the one from Austen (a continuation of and addition to Lobdell's technically), there was a deep layer of tragedy to Nightcrawler's origins and you couldn't help asking yourself if things couldn't have been different for both Mystique and him if she wasn't in such a precarious situation to begin with when she had him (knew this would have happened at all) or if she just tried harder to keep him. That's why the Age of Apocalypse version of them is interesting, this is why the What-if where she raised him from birth with Destiny and Rogue was good addition. It showed that there WAS an alternative... But it wasn't in the cards he got. It was beyond either his or Mystique's control and it was just the usual uncertainty of life being at play. You felt bad for Kurt and even sympathetic for Mystique because she was somewhat a victim of circumstances. It was a tragedy because life back then was unpredictable for both of them

Not here. Mystique and Destiny planned everything, worked years for it to go exactly as intended, went to very specific terrible people for it, picked exactly what they wanted for Nightcrawler (the "child they always wanted") to look like... And on the first notice/freak ass future vision, just unceremoniously abandoned him. After all of that. Did Destiny just never check for the immediate future of them both raising the baby during the entire pregnancy ? Or noticed how her diaries never mentioned him once but did for Rogue many many times ? Then, they felt SO guilty about it that, instead of trying to make the life they forced upon him be slightly better in any way shape or form, they chose to FORGET about it to live their current lives with this adoptive daughter of theirs in peace of mind. Mystique, for some wtf reason, decided to keep the knowledge of her biological ties to Nightcrawler and has since then used it against him whenever. Destiny, the one who wanted this kid in the first place and was the reason he was suddenly abandoned because they just "could never ever possibly raise him due to VISION" (*points to the What-if story where they did raise him and she was pretty much the reason why Kurt died because she did jack and didn't even care that he died*), chose to erase everything. Gg to the one who started it all.

Nightcrawler's origins isn't a tragic story anymore. It's a comedy : the set up ? payoff ? All there. The punchline? The writer wants us to sympathize with Mystique and Destiny in these new origins like the other ones did for Mystique. They want us to sympathize with selfish lazy cowards, who've lived consequence free of the child abandonment they committed and even abandoned said child again in that weird event with Sinister this year, all in a heartbeat. Because Mystique suddenly remembered that she "cared" since that kid was related to her lover... Instead of caring because he was HER KID even with the memory erasure (that factor never stopped her from raising and loving him in those other realities)

So Kurt now : 1) is the closest thing to an IVF baby genetically profiled to be a certain way by the same parents who abandoned him at birth in a place where he was eventually found... Near death. 2) has not one, not two, but 3 irredeemable deadbeat parents (+ one straight up dead) and we now have to like two of them every time they'll get shoved into any stories that includes him (yes from the way this one-shot ended, he's an inclusion, not a main character) and 3) has no actual free will of his own. His argument with Azazel about how much fate/destiny was at play in Kurt's life when they had their fight in Heaven? Azazel was right. It's just that Nightcrawler's life was under someone else's thumb than his, Mystique and Destiny from the very start sure but also Charles since he apparently knew everything ALL ALONG being the one who erased their memories when they asked him to... The very guy that rescued Kurt from a mob, got him in the X-Men, had him face these two ladies time and time again, was there when he wanted to investigate Mystique after she name dropped Margali (never got answered still) and was his confident after the whole Azazel debacle. That guy

I just can't, man

Well yeah but to be fair Kurt's age has always been a problem given that he was originally written to be born just a few years after WWII. Best resolution I have for this problem with his age that I am amazed isn't official canon yet is just make him one of the many ageless mutants, I don't see WHY that's out of the question given Azazel and Mystique's nature.

lol wow gotta love how much contempt X-men writers have for Margali, its not enough to make her a Supervillain they also have to kill her off whenever they get the chance, she's only the only remotely healthy parental relationship Kurt has had with a person who is still alive why even try to write her properly?

The retcon with how he's made is so messy, its like okay they want to make it so Mystique and Destiny are his parents but then they realised they can't exactly just remove Azazel from the picture so now they had to make a version of having their cake and eating it too. So Mystique and Azazel had a baby together but then Mystique put that baby into Destiny. That's how I understand it, I know apparently they tried to factor Baron Wagner into it when its just like wow damn who was even asking for that irrelevant character to be involved? The actual origin makes little sense given that Kurt as you said inherited nothing from Destiny (almost as if her being his mother was a stupid idea or something!)

But you are right now instead of it being a love affair between Azazel and Mystique that ended up exposing her as a mutant due to a mutant child and having her run out of town. Now its some really convoluted origin to Nightcrawler, him being a child of like 3 parental figures and apparently of the 3 only Azazel even remotely cared about him. Which is just you know really amazing writing for all the people who demanded Mystique and Destiny be both his parents lol great job now they both look like even worse parents given they had a kid together and they opted to abandon him for no real reason.

See when it was Mystique on the run it at least made some kind of sense she abandoned him in a Moses basket as her life was too dangerous to involve a baby in and she had no one else with her at the time, now its just like "oh yeah you know me and my partner already had an adopted child but we also had a biological one that we gave up for no reason". It's also funny how Destiny wanted this child but then she doesn't have like any interaction with him or concern over his well being at all in all her years of existing as a character.

I don't like this origin much either as it really does play more like a comedic parody of comic origins than anything actually serious, but the one good thing about it is the hardcore Destiny fans didn't get it their way either.

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Let Me Be With You (One-shot)

[CW: abuse, self-harm, suicide attempt]

Picture this; you're on a train, the evening sun is paining the world in an orange tint. The car you're in is pretty much empty save for you and one other person. You missed your stop, and you're drenched in sweat from the middle of summer heat. You aren't even aware you've missed your stop, that's how hot it is. It's messing with you. The heat will drive any man insane, let alone you, a fifteen year old who's just spent all day playing football and skipping classes.

That's your setting, it's not ideal, it's not enviable. But that's the situation that I have found myself in. I was staring into space for a while now, unaware I even existed. If I remained this way, I would have died without even realising it. Just kidding, obviously.

Luckily, or perhaps unluckily, I was able to snap back to reality because of the other occupant of this train car. They were crying. I suppose my dissociation couldn't continue as long as she was making that racket. I slowly, so slowly, looked over at them, not showing any particular emotion. I recognised her as a fellow student at my school. I've seen her around. Shes not just any old student. Everyone knows who she is. And I just happen to be in the same class as her. Rachael Santana. She keeps to herself, but she always seemed comfortable and happy. So what could have caused this, I wonder?

Rachael wasn't a rich girl, not even someone from the middle class. She's came from a low income household, like most of us at this particular school. She wasn't out of the ordinary at all to anyone who had just met her. So what set her apart, you may be asking? Well, for starters, she's beautiful, but beauty can only get you so far. There was more to her. Not only has her meek and introverted personality, despite her looks, given her an air of mystery, but she's also incredibly smart. Aside from PE and ICT, she's consistently been praised by the teachers and that she often gets perfect scores on tests and such.

Compared to someone like me who's only barely getting by, she may as well be our school’s very own wunderkind. I wasn't jealous or anything though. I already knew I was never gonna be getting anywhere in life, so I just stopped trying. I wondered if she struggled at all. It's pretty easy to make the assumption she doesn't, given the student body treats her like a damn queen, but we're getting close to our final years of school before becoming adults. Surely it must be getting to her by now. But I doubt that's why she's crying. You certainly wouldn't cry in front of a stranger like this if it was something as simple as that.

I watched her cry for a while before deciding to say something. She was annoying me. I wanted some silence, so I suppose this is the only thing I could think to do. "Rachael, you alright?" It came out dry and monotone. That could've been better but right now I just wanted her to quiet down. First impressions don't really matter that much in this scenario. I don't care much for Rachael either. I never fawned over her or anything like that.but seeing a girl crying like this, it'd make anyone worry.

She glanced over at me and her cries quietened. She sniffled. "I-I'm fine."

What an obvious lie.

I pulled on my shirt, which was sticking tightly to my body, to try and give myself better ventilation, and slowly walked over to my classmate. I sat down next to her and dropped my bag to give my arms a rest. "I'm not a snitch. You can tell me what's gotten you upset," I said. I'm not even sure why I cared. Perhaps it was because she's cute. Why else would I? I'm not particularly interested in being a good person.

"...Well..."

She didn't wanna speak. Perhaps she was getting bullied. There's no way she got rejected by someone, and she definitely didn't get dumped. People would know if she had a boyfriend already, and no one would dare reject her because she doesn’t have the balls to confess to anyone.

Therefore, it must be bullying. So who? Who'd have the balls to? I sighed and patted her head. She had one large hair antenna on her head. Idiot hair, ahoge, whatever you want to call it. I felt the need to push it down, but my patting did no such thing. The antenna just stood back up again. How'd she do that?

"Who did it?" I said, compulsively. "Want me to beat them up for you?"

Rachael didn't seem to like that. She panicked and shook her hands around. "N-no, what? Why'd I want to have someone beat up?" She whimpered pathetically.

"You're getting bullied, why else would you be crying?"

Rachael hiccuped. "No, it's nothing like that..." she wiped her tears away before continuing. "I just don't wanna go home today..."

"..." I rested my arm on my forehead while looking up the ceiling. I understood that. Sometimes you just wanna be alone. Maybe this was just stress after all... "Why don't you just wander around, then? That's nothing to cry over."

Rachael made a cute sound. A meek, quiet sound, like she was squirming, struggling to breathe. Then she bumped into me. It wasn't because of the train's movement. She did it intentionally. She clung to my damp shirt. "No... I-It's not that. I don't wanna go home at all..." she sniffled some more. "I just don't know what to do anymore... It's become too much for me to handle!"

I looked down at her and grimaced. Saying something like that makes people think the worst is happening. Don’t tell me she’s being abused by her family, now. I wouldn’t know how to fix that. I shot up and hugged her. I'm not sure why. I just felt immense pity for her. I'm pretty sure she had started crying again. "H-Hey, don't—." I tried to comfort her, but her cries just drowned out anything I tried to say.

So here I was, embracing a girl I barely knew, that I only conversed with because her whining was irritating me. I had no clue of how to handle this from here. I had intended to get her to calm down, but I think my intervention has only made things worse. What a bother.

If this car wasn't just us two, I'd be getting side-eyed aggressively by every one of the passengers. I've never felt more like a failure than I do right now. Admittedly it was more embarrassment I was feeling rather than failure. I didn't want to be in this situation at all and yet I put myself in it for no reason. I could have easily just moved to a different car.

This must be the consequences of my actions.

I stared into nothingness again, praying to whatever god I could think of to get me out of this mess.

Rachael was a girl I always saw as stoic whenever I caught myself looking at her in class, or if we passed in the hallways. To think that I'd gotten her completely wrong. Having her cry while clinging to me sort of froze me. I could not think up anything to say that could possibly calm her down.

But then... she just kinda... stopped. I figured she got it out of her system. She wiped her eyes and nose on my shirt before sitting up. Resisting the urge to show any sort of revulsion to that, I patted her on the back.

"Ugh..." she held her head in her hands. I could tell she was exhausted. "I'm really sorry." She was still sniffling. "I-It's nothing. I'm fine now."

"I don't think that's true," I retorted. "You wanna talk about it? I got nothing better to do. I'll even keep it to myself. I won't tell a soul."

"To be honest..." she pulled something out of her school bag. It was a knife. I jumped, but I didn't move from my spot. If she was going to attack me, I could overpower her quite easily. But what a stupid thing to do. "I want to kill myself."

I grabbed the knife from her and put it in my bag immediately. She didn't even realise it had happened. She had a very delayed response. "Please don't do that!" I exclaimed as I slapped her in a moment of frantic hysteria. "You'll be upsetting a lot of people if you do. Don't you realise how lucky you are?!"

Rachael merely tilted her head. She hadn't even reacted to that smack. I hadn't realised this since her tears were camouflaging it, but she had dead stare of a corpse in her eyes. Was she even fully here? "O-Oh..." she slowly rested back in her seat, and let her body slump. Now she looked like a a corpse completely. "I forgot."

Don't be so careless! "..." I grabbed her hand and stood up. "No matter what it is you're going through, don't you think suicide is a little overboard?" This was no longer something I could wash my hands of. I had to make sure she changed her mind on this, at least.

Society sees me as a delinquent just because I skip class often and act rude to my fellow students and the teachers, but that doesn't make me heartless. Me and this girl were total opposites, and normally I wouldn't ever dream of giving her a second of my time, but she's revealed herself to be a ticking time bomb. I'd have to defuse her. Who knows what she’d go off to do if I didn’t.

If you ask me, anyone who says they’re gonna kill themself publically like this, they’re really asking for help, even if they don’t realise that themselves. Though in Rachael’s case, maybe it really was just a stupid mistake and not even her subconscious intended it. “Stand up,” I requested. My heart was racing, but I couldn’t tell if it was because of the heat or because of the risk of the school beauty ending her life.

Rachael kept her eyes off of me. She shuddered. “W-Why? We only just spoke to each other for the f-first time…”

“Maybe you’re just oblivious, which is damn ironic considering everyone treats you like a queen, but most people are gonna force you to talk to them if you say stuff like that!” I didn’t mean to yell, but I just couldn’t accept how little she seemed to care. Neither about herself, nor about those that care about her.

She flinched and curled up, shielding herself with her arms. Might I add, the squeak that she just produced was adorable. If this wasn’t such a dire situation, I’d have said as much.

Come to think of it, this is probably the most anyone’s ever heard her speak at any given time. That’s kinda sad.

Rachael’s presence at school aside, she didn’t actually have any friends. I never really thought about it before but if she had friends I wouldn’t have to be the one to make sure she’ll be okay right now. She always ate alone at lunch. She always spent free time alone, and whenever I went to class, she was always by herself, and never spoke up. I’m not really sure what the others found so endearing about her. She seemed more like a novelty to me to be honest. I’m not really sure why she continued being popular for more than a week after transferring here last year.

“Don’t sulk, dude, get up,” I insisted. “Let’s do something to keep your mind off things.”

Rachael only curled up further. She huddled her legs. “No. I’ve a-already ruined m-my self-image enough. I-I don’t wanna open up a-anymore than I have…”

“Dumbass,” I retorted. My voice was hoarse and unmotivated. It was way too hot for this. I wanted to get home and take an ice bath. “I have no expectations for you to begin with. The only way is up with me, so just hang with me for a bit.”

“…” she clammed up. She wouldn’t even respond anymore. Listen. I got it. I understood what she was doing. But I wanted her to get out of that mindset. Giving into despair like this wasn’t right.

I’ve had enough. I forced her to her feet, and she bumped into me, causing us to embrace each other momentarily. She locked eyes with me for a split second, and she gasped as she looked away, all red in the face. Did you catch feelings for me just now? What’s with that look?

Rachael was now in full panic mode, she tried to get away from me, but I grabbed her other hand and kept her close. “I was planning on going home, but how about we hit up an arcade or go to the cinema or something,” I suggested as the train went into a sharp turn. We nearly lost our balance, and I had to correct my footing constantly, and Rachael was only barely keeping up.

“W-Why would I w-wanna go anywhere with a stranger that c-can’t even respect my privacy?” she retorted, the first time I’ve ever seen her say something with so aggressively. She was mad at me, but I’d rather her be mad than depressed. I hadn’t even heard of her doing anything like this, though. I’d surely be considered blessed, or perhaps cursed, to see something as rare as this. “I-I won’t kill myself, o-okay? Leave me alone, g-good-for-nothin, troublemaking delinquent.” We moved back and forth, round and around. It was like we were dancing. But really we were just fighting for control. She wanted to leave, I wanted to keep her here. Am I such a bad person for that?

I laughed at her pathetic attempt at insulting me. “Hey, maybe if you just calmed down and followed me, you’ll consider becoming a class-skipping delinquent yourself, you self-loathing smartass.” I took a step back and pulled her in closer, our noses were almost touching, and that threw her off completely, she fell to her knees, but I kept her from staying there, I pulled her back up.

“I-If you keep doing this, I’ll call the police,” she said, sounding dizzy.

“Oh yeah? And I’ll just tell them what you were intending to do today. Do you want that?” Another turn came up, and I fell backwards. “Shoot!” Rachael’s head landed right on my stomach and it took my breath away. “Gah—!” I’ve experienced this before but it never got easier to handle.

Rachael rolled off of me to my side and just lay there. I looked over to her and she looked annoyed, like she gave up, but she wasn’t happy about it. “Fine.” She said, after the train stopped at a station.

I gave her a confused smile. “Huh? That easily?” I was planning to do this ‘til the sun set comepletely, but she caved basically immediately. Such is the life of an introvert like her, I suppose. Take the path of least resistance and you can live a happy, lonely life.

“Y-You’re not g-gonna leave me alone o-otherwise… so just drag me around to wherever you want. M-Make it quick.” I definitely hurt her feelings, but I was finally getting somewhere. Before I could reply to her defeatist statement, she raised one of her arms up, and pulled the sleeve down, revealing scars of varying sizes and varying stages of healing.

“…” No wonder she was wearing a blazer in this heat. I couldn’t respond to that quite quickly enough, but I felt disgusted. Who knew she did such a thing. I kind of expected it, though, since she’s planning on offing herself. As disgusting and unsightly as the cut scars were, what really horrified me was the bruises on her arms. It only made my fears grow stronger. Rachael sat up and rested against the seats. I followed her example and sat opposite her.

“The c-cuts are my own doing,” she mumbled, only just loud enough to be heard over the rumbling and clacking of the train’s wheels sliding against the tracks. That is to say, it wasn’t very loud at all. “The bruises are from my mother.” She wasn’t looking at me as she told me all this. She was complacent. She was definitely thinking something like, ‘I’m so much better than you. I bet you’ll just run off scared if you realise how pathetic I am.’ “H-Heheh, th-this isn’t even the w-worst of it,” she smiled awkwardly. She was certainly thinking something like, ‘go away already.’ “My brother protected me, b-but since he’s going to c-college soon, i-i-it’s gonna get worse, heheh!” She lifted up her blazer and shirt, revealing burn marks on her stomach. “M-Mother and father often pour s-scalding hot water onto me if they’re especially a-angry at me. Y-you should see my b-big brother’s body, heheh. It’s way worse.”

I gritted my teeth. This rage wasn’t normal for me. I believe this isn’t something I can handle on my own. “I get the picture… cover yourself up…” I said, demoralised, feeling a headache coming along. What could I do about this? “Let’s call someone,” I suggested after some deep thought. “The police, or some sort of hotline for this sort of thing.” That’s all I could think of. I’m sure an adult would be able to do something about it.

Rachael smugly retorted my suggestions. “A-As if m-my brother hasn’t a-already tried those two, but there’s n-not e-enough evidence for the charges to stick. Because I cut myself, i-it just makes it look like i did it to myself…” She hid her injuries and folded her arms. She was insistent on pushing me away. “Besides, it would j-just make my parents more mad at me. They’ll hurt me harder than before. They did that last time too… S-So my brother d-didn’t give it another go.”

“But we have to try,” I said. “Otherwise, how am I supposed to help you?”

“…” Rachael got to her feet and sat back down in the seat she was originally in. “Then I guess you’ll just have to leave me alone once you’re done dragging me to your stupid distractions…”

Quickly, I searched my brain for ideas. She couldn’t stay at my house, could she? My mum would never allow it, no matter the reason. What about sneaking her in? I guess not. I’d have no way to feed her unless i gave her my meals and just stuck to one meal a day. I didn’t mind that, but that doesn’t solve the issue that she’d be hiding there. My mother would definitely realise someone else was in our home eventually. Rachael had got me. If she’s sure the police or social services or anything like that wasn’t going to work, then what options did I have?

Rachael picked up her bag and walked to the closest doors and waited. She looked back at me, as if to tell me, ‘aren’t you gonna come with me?’

When I felt like there was nothing to do, I suddenly had an idea. Not one that solves the issue, not even one that Rachael would even like. It was a solution made of false hope. A substitute to a solution. An idea that was the only one available to me as a mere adolescent.

I got up and put my arms around the poor girl, and locked her in place with my embrace. “What are you doing?” she asked with a groan. She tried shaking me off, and I couldn’t blame her for that, but I wouldn’t let go of her, I never would. It wasn’t a possibility.

I locked my hands with hers and spoke directly into her ear, which twitched with every one of my breaths. “If you don’t want my help in stopping the abuse,” I explained. “How about I keep you from killing yourself instead?”

“…W-What are you talking about?”

“I’m selfish by nature. As the big bad delinquent of our school, I propose this idea. You should be my friend, spending every second you can with me from this moment onward.” Rachael made a strange sound, but didn’t respond, so I continued. “I’ll spoil you, I’ll treat you with such care that you’ll never be able to go through with ending your life out of fear of upsetting me. I’ll do anything you want. This is all I can do. I’ll try to make your life away from home as happy as can be.” I frowned, realising how unhelpful this was. “You have no friends right now despite your popularity, so how does that sound, huh?”

The train came to a complete stop once again. Rachael shivered, and i felt her tears drop onto my arms, mixing in with my sweat. She wasn’t pushing me away anymore, and she wasn’t denying this idea, this pathetic solution, I took her tears as acceptance of my request. Then she finally replied as the doors opened. “You fool,” she whimpered. “Look where all your meddling has gotten us…”

“Huh?”

An announcement rang out through the train’s speakers. “This stop is x-station, where this train terminates.”

“Ah-!” I cringed and let go of Rachael, backing off in embarrassment.

Rachael looked back at me, and laughed at me through her tears. “Now we’ve missed both our stops by a long shot.” I suddenly felt at ease. It was the first time I’ve ever seen her laugh. “Now we’ll have to go all the way back. How did I end up getting such a careless person as my first friend? Ahahaha!”

I face palmed and picked up my bag and hopped out of the train. “It’ll be faster to switch to the other platform, let’s get going then.” I said. I reached out my hand to her and gave her my best smile. “Let’s get going, then.” Come on, ive still got plenty of energy in me! It’s like I wasn’t even dying from the heat at all.

A false solution like this…

I just hoped it gave her the will to keep living.

***

In the end, Rachael never killed herself.

I felt relieved, but this didn’t solve the issue at hand. As long as I remained a child, there was nothing I could do to save her. Maybe I should have risked calling the police or something, but she told me not to, so maybe it wasn’t worth it. I wasn’t smart enough for that.

Regardless, Rachael has opened up a lot. People heard her starting conversations more. She smiled more. Let her personality shine a bit more. The only problem was she slowly lost popularity due to her friendship with me. Though she didn’t appear to like that attention in the first place. Maybe she was happy about this.

But I couldn’t forget. No matter how happy she was when she was with me, it doesn’t change the reality of the situation. This solves nothing. By all accounts I’m a failure. But I don’t think speaking to her on the train was an incorrect decision. If I didn’t, I would have never seen her again afterwards. To be alive and miserable is better than being dead.

All things considered, I still looked for a way to save her from this abuse. I wanted to dedicate my youth to it.

Rachael is stronger than she appears or thinks. I knew she could hold out and deal with my incompetence. There’s hope for her, I want to believe that. She’s wonderful. I don’t deserve her, to be honest, but she’s told me I’m everything she’s wanted. If she thinks that, then I suppose my opinion isn’t worth all that much.

And with this melancholic tale at an end, I feel as though I can’t leave it at that. Let’s skip ahead and leave some hope to Rachael’s case.

I can proudly tell you that we did sort out her abuse, but that wouldn’t happen for a whole month after I met her. A short amount of time, but for her, it must’ve felt like an eternity.

After that, she was so happy that you’d never think she was abused in the first place. Her adaptability skills were incredible. She’s truly incredible. I would have cracked under all that pressure and abuse, but she lived. She survived.

And as for me? I no longer feel angry when I miss my stop on a train. And why should I? Without my lack of awareness, I would have never met my girlfriend.

Keep living, Rachael, compared to all you’ve gone through so far, life should be a breeze.

The end.

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Author’s Note: It’s another angst fest! My goal for this was to write a story in under 4000 words, but I think it’s over 4000 by a little bit. This story came to me in a dream, sort of. Expect to see more of Rachael and the protagonist of this story in future works. The protagonist’s gender isn’t known, I wrote them with the intent of leaving it up to the reader, but if I’m to bring this character back for another story, I’ll have to think about what their gender will be. That’s future me’s problem!

Thanks for reading! Hopefully it wasn’t complete dogshit!

[Song of the day]

[missscarletandtheduke--tvshow]

I have only three things to say about the above (three things nobody asked for I know, bear with me at your own risk I guees):

1) Omg OMG, we are going to be witnessing the VERY FIRST TIME Eliza & William MET as kids and I CANNOT CONTAIN MY EXCITEMENT (not that I want toooo)!!! I mean: it's since S1E1 that I've been DREAMING of this moment but with time and my presence in other fandoms before this one in the past, I learnt the hard way to aspect absolutely nothing from shows lol so I honestly doubted that this day was going to come, at least not this soon(-ish. Actually, it's not soon at all imo. It's the perrrfect moment since the things between E & W are supposed to be getting serious and serious, I was just being pessimistic about it, don't mind me lol). I'm soooo over the moon I was wronggg!!! 🤩🤩🥰

2) I think it's quite probable that the new episode 5 of S4 is going to be last season's third one: A.K.A. that one episode you always, aaalways skip when you re-watch the show LMAO (I know this might be controversial to some but I also know for a fact I'm very far from being the only one doing that. I honestly have no idea why but an episode with Eliza and Nash alone working on a case is terribly booooriiingg!!! Like: sorry Rachael and everyone but I absolutely cannot, thanks).

3) Why oh why is Nash in this season (and not some new character) AND where the fluff is Moses?? Is it him the "familiar face" in episode 4? 👀👀 Sure hope so.

~

PS: if you guys feel like giving your take on the trailer for S4 or on the new infos we got, please do!! I would LOVE to hear your thoughts as well?

♡

Miss Scarlet & The Duke S4: Synopsis of the Upcoming Episodes.

S4 | Episode 1: Elysium

Airing 1/7/2024 @ 8:00 PM

Season 4 opens with Eliza having taken over the business of Nash & Sons (not that he has any sons) and things are not going entirely smoothly, although help comes from some familiar sources. Outside of work, her relationship with William (The Duke) builds towards a looming decision that will shape both their lives.

In fact, Eliza teams up with Duke to investigate a burglary in a high-end brothel whose clients include important members of the British government.

S4 | Episode 2: Six Feet Under

Airing 1/14/2024 @ 8:00 PM

When a close friend of Mr. Potts is murdered, Eliza finds herself investigating the dark and macabre world of Victorian undertakers.

S4 | Episode 3: Origins

Airing 1/21/2024 @ 8:00 PM

The story of how it all began. It’s twelve years earlier and Duke and Eliza meet for the very first time.

S4 | Episode 4: The Diamond Feather

Airing 1/28/2024 @ 8:00 PM

Things are going well for Eliza until a familiar face shows up to question her role at Nash & Sons. Meanwhile, Duke receives an offer that brings their relationship to a crisis point.

S4 | Episode 5: The Calling

Airing 2/4/2024 @ 8:00 PM

Eliza and Nash are still struggling to work together when an explosive case takes them into a cutthroat industry where people will kill to keep their secrets.

S4 | Episode 6: The Fugitive

Airing 2/11/2024 @ 8:00 PM

Eliza is on the trail of a fugitive who is charged with murder. She must find him before the police do or risk losing everything.

Source: [X]

Down here is the trailer for S4:

[stansethandpaul]

I'm Better For You

Masterlist

Paul Lahote x fem!reader A casual conversation turns into a heated argument, will they be able to mend it or will they let it get the better of them?

TW: Arguing, slut-shaming, the casual jealous argument

This is written for @therandomficwriter and I cannot emphasize this enough but please check out her work, she is honestly a very talented writer and she does not get the recognition she deserves!!

Y/N's POV: A breezy fall night complimented the hot apple cider in my hands, the motion of the wind whipping past me every now and then. Awaiting the pack's return from patrol, I found myself lost in the ambiance of the forest not noticing the figure behind me.

A shrill shriek left my mouth, surprised by the sudden hands on my shoulder.

"Paul Lahote that is not funny, you would've owed Emily a new cup and a new shirt for yours truly." Grumbling as I readjusted myself, wrapping my cardigan around to shield myself from the cold.

"You should've seen your face," Paul choked out as he doubled over before continuing, "You looked exactly like the scream painting." Tears spilling from his eyes as he clutched his stomach.

"Shut it Lahote, one more word and I'll make sure your eyebrows are shaved in the morning," I muttered before going back in for another sip.

Trying to shift the topic, I asked him a stupid question. Well, it didn't seem terrible at the time but...it was really a stupid question.

"Sooooo.. how's that girl that you like? What was her name again? Rachael?" I questioned, my eyes looking straight ahead at the moving trees, ignoring the twinge in my heart and tears slowly coming up.

"I've moved on, she wasn't right for me. I've found someone new anyways, I think her name was...Michelle?" He hesitated, looking to my face before continuing, "How about you? What's your love life been like loser?"

"First of all Lahote, watch your mouth before something worse happens," biting back at his sly remark before proceeding, "I don't know...I mean I used to really like Jacob but with him being so obsessed with Bella...I just don't know anymore, I guess to some extent I still like him. I think I like this other guy too, I just don't know though, he might only see me as a friend, it's difficult to assume my relationship with him." I sighed out before taking another sip out of my cider.

"Is it someone from the pack?" Paul asked, turning his body to me. I scoffed before simply turning away, looking at the road now.

"So it is huh?" His voice raising a bit. "Are you just going to ignore me like that? Are you just a guy hopper now? Now that you can't get Jacob are you just going for anyone now?" Practically yelling now, Paul stood up and pulling my shoulder so I would be facing him.

"LAHOTE WHAT HAS GOTTEN INTO YOU?!" I screamed back before standing up. Confused by his sudden mood swing, one moment he was joking around, and the next thing I knew, we were in a shouting match.

Hearing the disturbance outside, Sam stepped out just in time to see Paul's shaking form.

A booming voice could be heard from Sam.

"Paul I want you to go into the woods and come back when you can think clearly." A simple order that not even Paul could disobey, glaring at me along the way before shifting and running into the woods, snarling.

Tears blurred my vision, confused and frustrated by his sudden outburst. Did I say something wrong?

Trickling down my face, a vile feeling got caught in my throat. It was unfair, why was he allowed to get mad whenever I talked about my crushes even when I haven't shown my distaste towards him? Hell, I've been one of the most supportive people in his life.

I choked out a simple goodbye to Sam before running to my car, handing the cup to Sam along the way. Overwhelmed by it all, all I wanted to do was be in bed.

Speeding off after I started the car, tears seemed to be endlessly falling. I've never once been angry at him for liking someone, even when I liked him myself. I never let it get in the way of his choices but the second I open my mouth about something, I practically get called a whore by my best friend.

Running up my stairs, I faceplanted into the pillow before letting the tears all out. I hate him, I hate him for being so kind to me and so reliable, I hate it. I hate you Lahote for making me fall for you so easily. I really hate you for making me put my feelings second, always.

Drifting off to sleep as the tears glued my eyes shut, exhausted from the events of the night.

Days passed and no words were spoken between us as we avoided each other actively. The pack seemed to be in disarray as they told me how Paul's temper had managed to get worse like it wasn't bad before. Whatever he isn't my concern anymore.

"I don't know Emily, his outburst was just random, it's not something I can explain. But what I can explain is that he's a jerk and I'm not apologizing for something I didn't do," Scoffing while helping her make muffins, "plus, I've only been nothing but supportive of him, I never even told him my own feelings and I was planning to but...well...you know..." My voice trailed off, zoning out on the task before Emily shook me out of it.

"Apologizing is not what I'm asking you to do, I'm just asking you to talk to him again and tell him or something cause knowing Paul and his stubbornness, he'll never talk to you first." Holding my shoulder and resting her head on me while doing her puppy eyes. I sighed, caving in.

"Fine, but you owe me 2 weeks' worth of muffins and breakfast," I demanded before setting the batter down and grabbing my coat, throwing it over my shoulder. While searching for the umbrella to aid me with the rain, I questioned her if she knew where he would be, no clue.

I ran around the house and the usual areas that Paul and I would hang around, but he was nowhere to be found. I sighed, thinking of the cliff as the final spot and deciding to check it anyways. Trudging through the thick mud and the slippery slopes didn't make my journey any easier. Finally climbing up to the cliff, I saw a silhouette standing there.

I walked up slowly to him, standing a few feet behind him before saying anything.

"Lahote, can we talk," I pleaded only to be met with a harsh silence.

"Can we have a normal civil conversation or are you going to keep acting like a little child?" Fed up, I snapped and retorted back at the silence. Paul finally turned around to me, clearly bewildered by my statement.

"Don't call me a child Y/N, especially when you hop crushes like an elementary student." He responded before closing in on me.

"You don't know anything, Paul." Spitting in his face as I maintained eye contact, my head tilting up.

"What do I know then huh Y/N?" Pressing me further back, "I know that you're an attention wh-"

"Ironic that it's coming from you Paul," taunting him and his playboy ways.

"If you would just give me a second to speak and explain before you got your fucking boxers in a twist, we wouldn't be here." I accused, before facing my back to him and watching the trees instead.

"So what I used to like Jacob, every time I mentioned him I saw how your face would drop. Don't think I'm stupid Lahote." Scoffing as I could practically feel him tensing up as I dropped it.

"So what if I like someone from the pack-"

"OH, SO IT'S TRUE HUH?" He shouted before I raised a hand to silence him once more. Just then, it struck me. Was...Paul Lahote...the infamous playboy...jealous? Wanting to prove it, I pushed it further to see his true reaction.

"Why does it matter Paul, can I not like other people? I mean Quil has been looking really good these da-" I quipped before I was cut off once more.

"I'M BETTER FOR YOU Y/N, FORGET HIM, FORGET JACOB, WHY CAN'T YOU START REALIZING HOW MUCH I LIKE YOU?!" The deep voice seemed to echo through the forest as he yelled at the top of his lungs. His breathing labored now as he was truly vulnerable. "I've liked you for so long and, I imprinted on you. Me saying that I liked those other girls were false, I just wanted to see your reaction but you never opposed or showed anything besides being supportive." Scowling before asking again, "Why can't you just not be supportive for once."

A sigh left my mouth, this absolute dumbass. Everyone else has always teased me about how I looked at him, saying that he might find out if I'm not careful enough. I was never careful, I stared at him with admiration in my eyes every minute, waiting for him to realize, but I guess he was half-blind when it came to my own emotions.

I turned back to him, grabbing his face and peering back into his chocolate eyes.

"Paul, have you never seen how I looked at you?" Questioning the poor man.

"No? I thought those eyes were for Jake onl-" I cut him off, lips crashing and his hands moving to my waist eventually. We stood there, lips locked, under the full moon as the rainy cloud parted way to illuminate the two young lovers.

After what felt like years, we broke away.

"If only you weren't so jealous all the time Lahote, we could've had that kiss much sooner." Giggling before letting a yelp out as he picked me up with one arm and slinging me over his shoulder.

"Shut it," muttering something about me being Bella 2.0.

On the way home, I studied his features. Realizing that this hot-headed man was now all mine felt like pure bliss, I giggled before speeding up and holding his hands.

I'd love Paul, through all his flaws, and yes, even his jealousy.

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Hi Mono! I've been going through all your bandori/roselia stuff and I love them! It's made me want to get more into the concert/real life band stuff but I don't really know where to start. I see some of them are numbered but I don't know if 1st is better or if I should jump to the newer ones. What do you recommend? Is there a good one to start with?

Finally some payoff in the mono-blogs-art follower to 3D Roselia fan pipeline!!! Welcome anon!!! Are you ready to fully devote yourself? :D

Personally I think in Roselia's case it's actually best to start at the very beginning and go through the lives chronologically! As you know, Roselia went through a massive member shift back in 2018, with two members graduating from the band due to health reasons closely after each other - first Endou Yurika on bass (the original seiyuu for Lisa), and a few months later Akesaka Satomi on keyboard (original seiyuu for Rinko). They are part of what I call OGselia and even though the band isn't active in this constellation anymore, I'd still highly recommend watching older lives and content with them. They were a big part of what made Roselia what it is now, and they're also just incredible players and performers, cute, charismatic, charming.

My personal favourite live is actually their very 1st live Rosenlied @ Shibuya Duo!! It's a tiny venue, nothing more than a big garage, the audience is so close to the stage they can almost touch Aiai, the energy is amazing, the interactions are incredibly sweet. Roselia didn't have a lot of original songs back then, so the live isn't long either, but it's very dear to my heart. (Rosenlied also had an additional performance at a different, bigger venue due to its success, so check out both!)

My second favourite live is definitely another OGselia live, it's their 3rd live Ewigkeit, which was the concert where Yurishii graduated as a bassist and passed on the baton to Nakashima Yuki, who's to this day the bassist + voice of Lisa. Though they didn't know it at the time, Ewigkeit would be the last numbered live to feature Akeshan as well, who gratuated a bit later quite suddenly before they could find a new keyboardist. Hence why their 4th live would go on to be called Vier, as they performed with only 4 members before introducing Shizaki Kanon as the new keyboardist halfway through.

From Vier on forward we got what I call NEWselia, though they've been active in this constellation for much longer now than the OG one so the name doesn't quite fit anymore lol. Both Yukki and Nonchan brought new personalities to the band (they're also much, much younger than the rest of the band) but they fit together well, and Newselia lives are just as good and emotional and wholesome. Particularily Hitze (5th live) at Budoukan hits hard, not only because you've seen them go from a glorified garage to Budoukan, but also because it's the first proper Newselia live and the first step into their new future. Another personal highlight is Rausch (which was a spin-off solo live from their joint live with RAISE A SUILEN, called Rausch und/and Craziness, which is ALSO amazing btw), which is another of my favourite lives.

But enough of my rambling! Long story short, watch them in chronological order, and if you want to check out some older interviews, subbed tv segments etc to see their growth too! Your best ressource for subs is definitely the all-powerful Bandori Seiyuu Content Masterlist which gives links to everything that's subbed out there. Quite a few Roselia lives have full subs, like Ewigkeit, Vier, Wasser&Flamme, Einheit, Rausch... check out the masterlist for all the links. Sometimes only certain segments of the lives are subbed too. Definitely go check out the beloved mutual Rachael AKA AuroraSubs' website Rosenland for a collection of her personal translations & subs, including a lot of seiyuu content as well!

I hope you enjoy the IRL Roselia just as much as their fictional counterparts, and as always feel free to ask me again or shoot me a DM! Have fun!! <3

[leewritesstuff]

Keeping Up With The Hollands | 04

Summary: You and Tom were offered to document your life since you are both famous in the entertainment industry. Now as you got older you left the entertainment industry and head for the medical field. How difficult can it be? Also, did I mention that you have kids?

Pervious | CHAPTER 04 | Next

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WORDS: 1.6+k

Writting this made me laugh at some parts pfftt. Anyway let's pretend that Far Away From Home was shooting during the time the boys were of age (forgot their age ngl 2 or 3 somewhere there)

Tom woke up first, sensing something on his face. He opened his eyes and catch a small foot in front of him. In confusion, he turned and notice all of his children on his king-size bed. Slowly but gently, he removed the feet that belonged to Edward.

He got up and head to the kitchen. Preparing breakfast for the family. His girlfriend Y/N was on a press conference for her charity.

"So today, we are going on the set of Spiderman Far From Home. Um, I'm not really sure how I'm going to do that and take care of four children. I know Harrison said he will be there but... I'm scared" he said to the camera as he tries to flip the pancake.

"I actually tried hiring a babysitter, they only lasted a few hours. I think I had forgotten to tell them that there would be more than one kids. Anyway, Ed and Chase gave them hell so they all left." After flipping the pancakes, Tom separated them, one for each boy and three for him, with some whipped cream on them.

Finish fixing up breakfast, he goes to wake up the boys, seeing as they are on a time limit. When he got there, he saw Jake up, trying to wake up his brothers.

Tom smile and ruffle the boy's hair, "Morning bud, you slept well?" Jake gave him a toothy grin and nodded. Jake got up and jumped into Chase's body making the boy yell, which woke up Max.

"Get up" Chase got up and pushed Jake down the bed, the two starting a fight. Jake's leg accidentally kicked Ed in his face, making the boy cry. Tom pulled away Chase from Jake and grabbed Ed, trying to soothe his nose.

"Alright, alright, it was an accident okay? You're okay" Once the boy calmed down, he picked up Maxton and carried him to the kitchen, as his two other ducklings followed.

Chase and Jake climbed into their highchair while Tom put Ed and Max in there's. He grabbed the prepared plates and gave them it.

Tom sat down in front of them, trying to feed each of the boys, "Chase is the only one who could fully feed himself, so I have to help the others."

Max took a piece of pancake and gave it to Tom, when Tom saw what he was doing, he opened his mouth and let Max feed him.

"Thank you Max for sharing." Max smiled and nodded and continued eating. After the boys were finished, Tom took their plates and washed them.

When he was done, he went to get the boys dressed including himself.

They made it to the studio safely. Tom took out each boy and placed name tags on them. He took Chase hand's who was holding Ed, then Jake's then Max and walked towards the entrance.

"Pa where we at?" Questioned Ed as he looked around the building.

"Well, we're at my work. You get to see Ironman, Thor-"

"Do we get to see Batman?" Tom looked at Max as if he just asked the weirdest question. As he was going to answer, Ed beat him to it.

"No stupid, they have Captin America"

"Aye! Don't call your brother stupid!" Ed pouted but kept quiet. After checking in with security and handing the children their passes they were allowed to enter.

As they were walking, Tom felt something heavy on his foot. He looked down and noticed Maxton was on it, he let out a sigh and tried to get the boy off of him.

"Max let go, I need to walk"

"No"

"Max, come on buddy, I need my foot"

"No"

Tom huffed and bent down, then he grabbed the boy making him scream. He tried shaking the boy off his foot but he wouldn't move. Giving up, he grabbed back Chase's hand and dragged his right foot.

"Stay then. Bloody hell"

On his way to his trailer, he showed the boys all the objects that were on the walls, the posters, the banners, the pictures of people etc etc.

Tom had left the boys in the lounge area with his stylist, Rachael since she asked too. He was grateful for that, but what he didn't mention was that they were slippery. Literally.

The poor woman's attention was more focused on Jake and  Maxton fighting to get the last box of juice, that she didn't notice that both Ed and Chase were missing. Somehow, both boys ended up by the set where Tom was shooting his scene for Far Away Home.

They watch as 'Spiderman' fought Mysterio. Wanting to go help his father, Chase quickly took off his clothes and ran onto the set and started hitting Mysterio.

(I'm sorry I had to laugh at this scene pffttt)

"Someone's Kid is on set!" someone shouted

"Tom's!"

"Whoa! Hey hey! Get me down!" Tom yelled when he notices what's going on. Jake who was playing as Mysterio, 'fell' onto the ground yelling, "Argh! You got me! Man down!" Giggles and laughter could be heard around the seat.

After they got Tom down, he quickly grabbed his son, and shield him, "Mate, I get you're trying to save me and all but you need to keep your clothes on"

Chase smiled at his father, dimples on display. Tom couldn't hold in his laugh and just started bursting out. Jake got up from the ground and head over to the duo. "I guess we have a new spiderman?"

The director yelled for everyone to take a break, Tom, Chase and Jake head over to where Ed and Jacob were enjoying themselves at the buffet table.

"Ed, I thought I left you at Rachel's? Why didn't you stop your brother?"

"He's older" "Yes he is, but you know sometimes he acts like a div and you're stronger than him, so why didn't you?" "I saw food" Both  Jake and Jacob laughed at that while Tom let out a sigh. He picked up the other boy and carried them to who knows where. They spent a good few minutes looking for the other two Hollands. After giving him, Tom carried the two to the lounge area. Tom got irritated when he saw both Jake and Max sitting next to Zendaya and Angourie who was entertaining the two.

"You're shitting me right?" The four turned towards the voice, Max with his bag on his back and  Jake running up to their father's leg and hugging him.

"Daddy said a bad word" "Pay the cookie jar!" Both girls laughed at their friend, watching as his children scold him for cursing. Tom squeezed into the girls and sat on the couch. Noticing that his brother was nude, Max goes up to Tom and turned around. The said man opened the bag and took out some clothes.

While he was putting on the clothes on his eldest son, he kept mumbling about how 'what's with you and clothes?' and 'I will glue them onto you' or 'You have some issues with clothes'

Both girls found the whole scene to be entertaining considering the eldest son was fidgeting and feeling squirmish. Zendaya who had Max on her lap, played with the boy's hair while Angourie tickled Jake. Ed kept on enjoying his juice box.

After finishing dressing the boy, Tom took out a juice box from the bag and handed it to Chase. "Now keep your clothes on okay?" The boy nodded his head in return.

"So what's his issue with pants? Is it too tight or something?" Questioned Zendaya.

"No. He just doesn't like clothes for whatever reason. We're trying to break him out of it but it's hard. The lad just likes to keep his bits cool" "Tom never say that again please" "I'm just saying"

As he was going to say something else Rachel burst into the room panting and sweating, gasping for air. Quickly Tom got up and handed her a bottle of water while Zendaya rubs her back.

"Are you okay?" questioned Angourie. After calming herself down, Rachel turned to Tom and quickly started spurting out apologizes, "I-I'm sorry,  I got distracted by Max and Jake? I think and then I lost the other two and then I told the two that were with me to stay put but when I came back they were gone!"

"Rachel, love, it's alright. I forgot to explain hay they tend to wonder about so that's my fault. I shouldn't have given you four kids. They are a lot to handle" After trying to reassure the woman, he turned to his troublemakers who all gave him a cheeky smile.

"You should apologise for worrying Mrs Rachel."

"We're sorry" The woman nodded her head and left the room, feeling tired after all of the stunts that were pulled on her today.

Since Chase interrupted the scene, the director decided to call it a day and sent everyone home. After Tom changes out of his suit, he heads back to the lounge to pick up his troublesome children.

Once they got home, Tom took them to the shower, after doing that he dressed the boys into their nightwear with the extra stress from Chase.

Once they were out cold, Tom grabbed his phone and called his wife.

"Hey love"

"Hey, you sound tired, how was today?" He took his hand and rubbed his forehead. A minute had passed.

"It was alright until Max and Jake gave Rachel the slipped, then while I was shooting Chase ran onto the scene and started hitting Jake" "He what?!" "Oh! Not our Jake, I mean Jake Gyllenhaal" "Almost got me rilled up"

"Yeah no, we were shooting a scene and Chase thought I was being attacked so he started hitting Jake, it was cute and funny but it did give me the day off. I got them ice cream, so we had a good day, yeah"

"Well I'm glad you guys enjoy yourself" "Yeah.. I miss you. I'm going to bed alright?" "Sure, night, love you" "Love you too"

Tom hangs up the phone and heads to bed, as soon as he laid down, he heard yelling in the other room.

"You got to be pissing me!" He complained but head into the other room to try and get his trouble makers back to sleep.

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[dakokonatnat]

Final Boyfriend #2

It's raining heavily today, I shouldn't have gone out.

"Haaah...." (Sighing)

This reminds me of my first meeting with him. It was the day of my nth breakup, and it was raining heavily too that day...

"Rachael"

"Huh?"

"Ah, sorry. You're Rachael, right? You dropped your ID."

"Oh thank you for picking it up."

"No problem. You should keep it in a safe place, it would be a problem if you dropped it again." he smiled and kindly adviced me.

"Thank you for the advice." I smiled back

I don't know why I feel so embarrassed. And.. now that I look carefully, he's kinda cute. But not my type though.

Baah! What am I thinking? I have just broke up with my boyfriend and now I'm already looking at another guy?

"Are you alright?" he asked me with a concerned voice

"Pardon?" I answered

"Ah, no. I saw that you seem to be frowning.. so I was wondering if I did something wrong?"

"...You did not. I was lost in my thoughts. I apologize for the misunderstanding."

"No! I should be the one apologizing! I'm sorry.." he showed a panicked face.

Crap. How did it come to this? What should I do now? Should I comfort him or should I just let him be? He's not gonna cry is he?

While I was thinking on what to say, I didn't notice the bus have arrived. And it seems he didn't noticed it either. By the time we realised, the bus is gone. We were lost at words..

"Ah... Fuck." Fuck. I accidentally said what was on my mind. I don't know why I immediately looked at him. He seem surprised by what I said. I was about to say something when he interrupted me.

"I'm very sorry! I made us missed the bus!"

"...It's not your fault" it's true. It's not his fault, I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings that I didn't notice the bus.

"Then I'll be leaving." I stood up and get ready to leave

"But it's raining?"

"It's fine. I'm in a hurry" I don't want to be here even for a second anymore.

"T-then how about I order a taxi for the both of us? I'll pay!"

Is this what I think it is? The one where you go to someone who's alone at the bus stop and then distract them to miss the bus and then offer them to take a taxi with you so that they will know where you live and then at night they'll rob you??

'I have to get out of here quickly' I unconsciously hold my self-defence keychain.

It seems he noticed what I was thinking and explained himself nervously.

"It's not what you're thinking about! I just thought it would be easier!"

I looked at him silently and see what he's gonna do next.

"H-how about this then? I'll give you money for the taxi! It's my fault you missed the bus anyway... If you run all the way like that no matter how far it is, you'll catch a cold!" It seems that he still thinks that he is in the wrong.

"No need." I quickly left from there and ran as quickly as I can....

...If I remember correctly, I got a cold the next day.

"...Chael!"

"Hm?"

"What were you thinking so deeply? I called you many times but you didn't answer. It is dangerous because you don't pay attention to your surroundings!" a hopeless voice sounded in my ears

I looked at him silently, should I say I was thinking about our first meeting? I let out a small laugh.

"..You're not thinking anything weird, are you?"

"...I'm not. What are you doing here? Weren't you working?"

"It's raining so heavily and you forgot your umbrella!"

"...I see. Thank you. Let's go back."

"Weren't you going to meet up with your friends?" he asked confused

"...I'll just tell them I can't make it. Come on, let's go"

"Okay!" he replied with a cheery voice

Is he that happy I didn't get to meet up with my friends? Hah(sigh)... Clingy.

"Your ears are turning pink." He suddenly whisper to me

I was caught off guard and reflexively said, "No. You saw it wrong."

"Oh, I see. Sorry"

"..Mn" I don't dare to look at him, but I know that he is currently looking at me.

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[dragon-kazansky]

Our Beautiful Baylie

Iceman x Dragon + Daughter Baylie

Dedicated to @bayisdying

A spin off alternate timeline where Baylie is the biological daughter of Ice & Dragon.

[Masterlist]

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Chapter Six - Bradley

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"I'm so excited!"

"I know."

"Bradley needs a friend! I mean, we're basically family. I want them to grow up and be best buds!"

"I'm sure they will, but you have made Bradley aware she's younger than him?"

"Yeah, don't worry. He'll be good with her."

Rachael smiles. She was always fond of Bradley, he's a good boy. It would really warm her heart if Bradley got along with little Baylie.

Baylie was currently in her daddy's arms. They were on their way to the Bradshaw household. Baylie has interacted with other her age in the groups Rachael takes her too, but since they were sure she would be growing up along side Bradley, it was important to both Dragon and Goose that they meet.

Ice also wanted Baylie to grow up with a close friend, but if he so much as made his baby girl cry, Ice would never forgive Bradley. Ever. As dramatic as that was.

Goose let's them all into his home where Scarlet is sat with Bradley on her knee. They all greeted her as they joined her in the living room. Ice sits next to her with little Baylie. Rachael sits with Goose.

"Bradley, this is Baylie," Scarlet says, smiling at the babe.

The 3 year old boy looks at the 8 month old. Baylie stares up at him with big eyes. She's intrigued by this person she has been forced to meet.

Bradley looks up at Scarlet. She smiles at him.

"Say hello."

Bradley looks back at the baby and waves his hand. "Hello."

The grown ups giggle.

Bradley slides off his step-mom's knee and stands in front of Uncle Ice. Ice holds Baylie up so Bradley can see her.

"Hello," he says again.

The little baby wiggles in her papa's arms and makes a little noise. It makes Bradley smile and Ice chuckles softly.

"I think she likes you, Bradley," he tells the boy. Bradley smiles.

"Can she play with me?"

Rachael chuckles softly. "She's a little small to be playing your games yet, Bradley, but you can help entertain her."

"How?"

Rachael kneels down on the ground with Bradley next to her and looks at Baylie.

"Why don't you show her some of your toys? I'm sure she would be interested in some of them."

"Okay!" Bradley hurries off to his bedroom to grab a toy for Baylie.

Rachael looks up at her husband with a smile. He smiles back at her, putting his daughter on the ground in front of his wife. Rachael sits on the ground and tickles her daughter.

Baylie laughs.

Bradley returns with some toys. He comes to stand beside his Aunt Dragon and shows her what he brought. The first thing was a ball. It was small. He rolled it toward Baylie, but the girl just watches it as it rolled toward her.

Rachael chuckles softly, "she doesn't understand what to do it with it yet. What about that little keyboard? She likes things that make noise."

"Can I play it for her?" Bradley asks.

"Of course!"

Bradley sets the little kiddie keyboard on the ground and sits down. Baylie watches him quietly.

Bradley presses a few keys and it makes some noise. Baylie waves her hand around and giggles.

"She likes it?"

"She does!"

Baylie reaches out to touch the keyboard. She just makes a bit noise with it, but when Bradley sees the adults laugh, he realises what she really is easily entertained.

"Can Baylie comes into the garden with me?"

"Not on her own."

Bradley pouts.

However, Bradley has fun with Baylie. He's careful with her, but on many occasions he gets her to giggle.

While Dragon and Scarlet catch up, Goose and Ice watch over their children.

Ice watched the way his baby girl plays with Bradley. He gets the feeling these two are going to be close one day. Baylie will always be her papa's girl, but if she has friend like Bradley, Tom knows she'll always he in good company.

Goose is proud of Bradley. His son has listened to everything they told him and has played carefully with his new friend. Goose explained that one day she'll be old enough to play with the ball with him.

She'll also be old enough to talk back to him. Goose gets the feeling Baylie is going to grow up to be a spitfire one day.

Both men look forward to the day their children become best buddies.

When it's time for the Kazansky's to go, Bradley is sad. He didn't want play time with his new friend to end, but Baylie was getting tired and needed a nap. He watched as Dragon picked the tiny girl up and held her close. Ice places a hand on his wife's hip and they day goodbye to Bradley's parents.

Dragon then turns to Bradley. She smiles softly at him.

"Thank you for looking after Baylie today."

Bradley smiles.

"Can I play with her again soon?"

"Of course. We'll be back soon!"

Bradley hugs Dragon's leg. Ice chuckles and ruffles the boy's hair.

Bradley watches them leave through the window. He waves, hoping Baylie will see him. He can't wait to play with her again soon.

♡♡♡

@mrsjaderogers - @cycbaby - @gracespicybradshaw - @callmemana - @starlit-epiphany - @callsignscupcake - @askmarinaandothers - @breadsquash

[dolanssunshine]

𝗨𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲. | 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗜𝗜

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: None.

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 1732

𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

   IT'S DAY TWO of the guys, and I taking a road trip up to Lake Tahoe. Ethan and a couple of friends, and I will go on a hike on the house's hiking trail. After I got dressed, I waited for Ethan, who takes at least an hour to get dressed every morning. Finally, when he came out of his room, we left for the woods.

  We walked up and down hills, and I had to hear Ethan complain the entire time.

"Honestly, Grayson, was this necessary?" Ethan asked as we walked up a hill.

"Yes, it was." I answered him making our friends laugh.

"No, it wasn't. This is ridiculous; my legs hurt, and I think I have poison ivy," Ethan complained.

"Stop being a little bitch, and come on." I accused jokingly, walking ahead of him.

  The further we walked, the more I enjoyed being in the wild. Ethan and I, along with two of our friends, continued to walk on the trail when I look up to see the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my life. She had a gorgeous face, dark hair tied into a high ponytail, yoga pants that hugged her curves, and a nice size pair of boobs on her. I couldn't help but stare as the girl smiles at what her friends were saying. As we got closer, she looks up, and our eyes meet. I realized she's the girl that's staying in the house across the lake.

   I didn't even realize Ethan or my friends were calling me until Ethan snaps his fingers in my face. "What?"

"Why are you staring at that girl so hard?" He wondered bemusedly. If he followed my line of vision, he would see who I'm averting my eyes at her.

"Do you not see her? How can I not stare at her? She's gorgeous, bro." I crooned. This girl is a sight to see.

"Go talk to her." One of my friends urges me.

"Nah." I shook my head.

"Bro, she's right there; just go say hey." Ethan chuckled, patting me on the shoulder.

  Letting out a heavy sigh, I nodded. As I was about to walk over to the girl, she beat me to it.

"Well, look who we have here." Her angelic voice beams.

"It's the Dolan Twins." The girl with long dark hair next to her smiles.

"We are such fans of you guys. You two are funny." My angel from above laughs.

"Uh, thanks." I hear Ethan stutter out.

"Well, I'll let you guys go on. You probably want to explore nature and things like that, so I'll let you guys be." My angel smiles and walks away.

  Before she got too far, I stopped her. "Hey, wait."

   She stops and turns around. "Yea?"

"Aren't you the girl who moved into the big house across the lake?" I inquired, unsure.

"Yes, why?" She questions, nodding.

"We're staying in the smaller cabin across the lake from you." I hesitated nervously.

"No way." One of her friends laughs.

"Yea." I nodded.

"Well, since we're neighbors of somewhat...how would you guys like to come to hang out with us. The guys are barbecuing; we're going to try out the jet skis; it'll be fun." My angel explains to me.

  I turned to look back at Ethan and our friends, and they all nodded in agreement. "Sure, we'll be there."

"Awesome." She smiles before walking away.

   As I watched her walk away, I wanted her to stay to hear her voice. I turned to walk with Ethan and our friends, who patted my back, cheering. Finally, we made it back to the cabin and showered before we got in the car and drove to the house across the lake. There were a couple of guys riding on the jet skis as the girls watched. From where I stood, I can see the girl I ran into laying in the sun.

   The sun made her skin look faultless. It seems like she's lustrous, in my opinion. So many thoughts were running in my head at how good she looks.

"Snap out of it." Ethan laughs, snapping his fingers in my face.

"Asswipe," I grumbled, shaking my head.

𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

 I laid with Rachael and Nyeli, sun tanning on the dock, when Rachael taps my arm, pointing behind us. Sitting straight up, I turn to see none other than the Dolan Twins and their friends talking with the guys. Boy, does Grayson look good with the way the sun made his skin look? So many dirty things are run him through my head right now. How is it possible to look that godly?

"Holy greek god, he looks good." I gasped, looking him up and down.

"So does Ethan." Rachael attracted, biting her bottom lip.

"You girls are something else." I hear Nyeli laugh as she shakes her head.

"Let us lust in peace." Rachael jokes, rolling her eyes.

"Yea, let us lust in peace," I said to Nyeli in a chiding tone.

  As the guys continue to talk to the twins, my eyes never left Grayson; I couldn't take my eyes off Grayson Bailey Dolan. The things I could do to him if given a chance, I'd run my tongue all down his sculpted body down to his - okay, let me stop. Tearing my eyes away from him, I placed my sunglasses on my face and laid down in the sun. Thirty minutes passed, and some of the guys were in the water with the girls on the jet skis.

"Hey, Mandy, come join me on the jetski," Rachael says, waving me over.

  Rolling my eyes, I stood up and walked into the water, and hopped on the jetski behind Rachael. One of the guys pushed us into the water further, and Rachael turns on the jetski then takes off. I held onto my best friend's waist as she makes left and right turns. As the wind blew in my face, I could see on the dock Grayson and his brother staring at us. We laughed, going around on the jetski racing against Summer and Nyeli.

  The four of us laughed while getting off the jetskis as we walked on land.

"That's was so fun." Summer giggles.

"Hell yea." Rachael agreed.

  We sat on the balcony on the back of the house, looking over the beautiful scenery.

"You know he was staring at you," Rachael commented, nudging my with her arm.

"Who? Grayson?" I questioned.

"Yea, I saw that too." Nyeli nods.

"Oh, I guess," I spoke sheepishly, shrugging my shoulders.

"Now, you know you felt something when you noticed that." My best friend tells me.

"I'm not gonna say I did, but I don't even know him," I answer her honestly as I shrugged.

"So, just because you don't know him, it doesn't mean you can't feel anything for him," Rachael states shaking her head.

  Rolling my eyes, we continue talking until the guys called us down to roast some marshmallows. As we sat around the fire, everyone talked with each other.

"I'm so glad we can get away from school," Adam groans, head titled back.

"For real, I was so exhausted with all the essays," I agree, nodding my head, biting into my s’more.

𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

   Even when she speaks, it sounds like music to my ears. Her voice is sweet and velvety smooth. I watched her talk with her friends smiling. Man, her smile is even beautiful. The way her cheeks look chubby made her look even cuter.

  Wait, Grayson, you don't even know her name. I can still admire her beauty.

"Hey, what's that girl's name?" I asked one of the guys.

"Who?" Joel, whose name I found out earlier, asked.

"The one in the white shirt," I answered, trying not to stare.

"That's Amanda. Why you like her?" Another boy named Adam smirks.

"What? N-No, she's the one who invited us." I replied as my cheeks turned red.

"Oh, when they went hiking this morning?" Joel's friend Gabriel questions.

"Yea," I answer, nodding.

"Well, yea, her name is Amanda, and the girl to her right is Rachael." Joel nods.

"Is she single?" My friend Jace inquires.

"Why don't you ask her," Adam replies, laughing.

"You think I should?" Jace asked my brother and me.

"You don't want to seem...desperate or thirsty." Our other friend Heath tells him.

"You're right." Jace nods.

  As we're talking, I notice Amanda glancing at me up and down before talking with her friends. The things this girl does to me, and I barely know her. She might be the one for me.

"So, are all of you in college?" Heath wondered, looking at Joel.

"Yea, we are." Gabriel nods.

"What classes are they taking?" Ethan questions referring to Amanda and Rachael.

"Business management." Adam answers.

"They want to open a business together," Joel replies, nodding.

"That's cool," I commented.

"Yea, that is." My brother agrees.

"What kind of business do they want to open together?" I asked him curiously.

"I think a restaurant because Amanda's grandma is a fantastic cook, and she wants to et her food out there," Gabriel explains.

  I nodded my head understanding what he explained. Not only is she beautiful she's smart and knows what she wants in life.

𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

   The campfire is going well. Grayson kept sending me glances which made me feel nervous inside. I had to admit it, though. He's so gorgeous, with the shadow from the fire illuminated his chiseled, handsome face. Anais and Rachael look at me and wiggle their eyebrows.

"Stop," I whisper in their ear.

"Girl, you know he looks fine." Rachael mischievously grins.

"I know that." I pointed out.

   It would be embarrassing if he found out I have a slight — no, a massive crush on him when he doesn't even know who I am, besides my name. I'd probably die if he finds out and confronts me.

[the-diamond-fox-express]

Stringless madness part 2 : the falling king

Meanwhile back at Rachael's place, Rachael began to panic because her step sister is going after brother " I can believe it's happening again, first was our dad and now my brother "John tried to calm her down and in that moment there's a knock on the door " who's there " Rachael ask who's at the door, " It's me Catori... Casey's girlfriend " it turns to be Catori at the door .

Rachael open the door to let her in " why are you here Catori " Rachael ask Catori " Catori replied back " I'm here for Casey, I need her ", Rachael says very nervous to tell Catori but she had too " well... your girlfriend went out to find .... the bandit king " that made Catori triggered " she is want " Catori in a very panic mood. " I think we have to take you home " Rachael and John took Catori home to calm down.

As they took her home Faceless and Showdown was there " what happened " showdown spoke in fright when saw Catori in a pale way, Rachael told everything what is going on and Faceless knows what going to happen. So Faceless and Showdown immediately go after Casey " you two stay here and look after Catori till we come back with Casey " he spoke to the two to look after Catori .

Few minutes later after Casey finally catching up with Samson, Samson saw the hideout and ran as he can. Meanwhile in the hideout, inside the building there is a army of bandits chatting to each other until " ATTENTION !" Roar burst to commond them . As the bandit's stay in place the king Jack himself walk in on his way to the throne, along with the future king his son name Stolas.

As Jack sat on his throne, he told his army a new order " well my bandit's, today is a lovely day to strike ", " where are we striking this time " one of the spoke, Jack look at the bandit " we are striking showdown valley " as the bandit's cheer for the king " haul to the king... haul to the king " as they are still cheering Jack whispers to his son " some day Stolas... these well all be yours my son ", " I'll won't let you down dad " Stolas agreed to his that he will be the next king.

As that moment is gone by the sound of someone at the large door " LET ME IN LET ME IN " as he is banging on the door like his going to break it, " who are you " Jack spoke to the panic person " IT'S ME SAMSON JONES THE HUNTER BANDIT ", Stolas knows Samon and ask his father to let him in. As Samson got in and the bandit's shut the door, Samson ran close to the throne out of breath and kneel, " what seems the matter Samson " Jack questioned Samson what's going on and why his out of breath, Samson tried his best to speak " the ... the ... the sheriff is coming " jack was surprised by what he said " which sheriff Samson " he ask Samson which sheriff is he running from, " Casey Grimm your majesty " that made Jack laugh so hard that the other bandit's join in .

Stolas look at Samson " Samson my friend... there's no way that a sheriff named Casey Grimm, did you ever hear that she is dead along with her parents ", Samson replie back " NO NO SHE'S NOT DEAD ... SHE'S A " Jack and the bandit's stop laughing as the door swung open with a loud slam

Everyone froze for a sec as Casey walks slowly towards Jack, as Casey continued walking the bandit's shut behind her as they are closing in to make that she won't escape. As she got to him she spoke " are you Jack... the bandit king " Jack was surprised that a sheriff questioned him " yes I am the strongest bandit in showdown valley.... and who you might be " he questioned her " my name is Casey Grimm " . Jack look very puzzled by what she said " impossible Casey Grimm died years ago in the fire along with her father and her mo.... " jack stop talking because something caught his eye, as he look at Casey he realized that she got her mother eyes and cheeks, that made Jack mad " SEIZE HER " as he shouts to commonded his men to hold Casey.

Casey is now in trouble as Jack got off his throne and walk towards Casey " how you are alive " he questioned Casey " my father and mother let me to escape from the fire ", Jack was surprised " did your mother tell you about me " he gave her another question " no ... as a child I don't know you ". Jack gave Casey a smirk " hmph... well then... your mother is actually my daughter " Casey was shock that from what he said " no that's not true she's not a bandit like you... she's a saloon girl ". Jack continues to tell her the truth " lies... your mother is a bandit like me, but until she refuses to hurt any one she ran away and married to a soldier " that made Casey's heart ache in pain after she knows that her mother is a bandit.

Jack Isn't done with her yet he ask her one more thing " how did you survive the fire" he whispered to Casey and Casey refused to tell him, " let go of her " as he ask his men to let Casey go as his weapon attached to his right arm he swung it to Casey's left side, " aaahh" Casey in pain as she felt the blade it her side, " I'm not asking you again how did you survive " Jack her again but still refuses to tell him and Jack give her another one to the side, as the blade hit Casey scream again " AHHHHH-cccrrreeeee " Casey's scream turn into stringless cry

Jack swung his weapon again, as he about to swing Casey lift up her arm and scratch Jack. As she look at her hand and see the blood, she began to fell strange " ahhh " as her body make a sound of snap wood, Jack and everyone in the building as she began to make stringless sounds " SSSSCcccrrrrreeee ", then her body began to shake wildly and shouting in pain as she began to transform in her beast form, but not the same form these form of her beast is different as it's body look stronger than her normal beast form, her teeth and claws got sharper and grew more feet

When the transformation is over she got up and raise her head. Samson spoke to his step sister that she's ok " Ca... Casey are you ok " Casey opens her eyes to reveal that they are empty just like a real stringless and give them a fierce roar " RRRROOOOOOAAAAArrrrr....

And just like she began to attack, as Jack give his men an order " KILL HER KILL THAT BEAST " his men are to afraid but they didn't want to let there king down as they began to fire her with there guns.

As they are doing that Jack told Samson " Samson... take my son and take him to a safe " he told Samson to take his son to a safe place " yes sir I'll do that, Stolas came and ran to his father as he knows that his going to die by Casey " dad no I still need you " Jack look at his men that stringless beast Casey began to slaughter them all let she's killing one by one, Jack look at his son and places his hand on his son's shoulder " you don't need me anymore, you are the new king " as Jack gave his hat crown to his son and they ran off

Jack shed his tear as he watch his son ran off, then he turn towards the scene as he watch his men died by the claws of Casey. As Casey finished the last bandit she turn towards Jack, Jack got his weapon and swung it wildly " get back get you beast " but that's not gonna stop her as her grab his blade arm with her mouth and rip it out from his body " AAAAAAHHHHHHhhhhh" Jack fell to the ground with his arm bleeding. As Jack crying in pain as he watch Casey lift her arm she's began swing he said his last words " my daughter Alice... forgive me " just like that Casey swung her arm at Jack's face creating three hugh scratch marks .

Jack's body fell onto ground like a rag doll, as Casey is about to live a blow show up and hit Casey in the neck, then three more came and Casey began to fell funny as she trips herself and landed on the ground.

Beast Casey fell asleep straight away as the ones who blow dart her turns out to be Faceless and Showdown " oh my what happened and ' GASP ' did she " Showdown saw what Casey did " yes " Faceless finish Showdown's sentence as Casey body began to turn back to normal size. " now what bandit... we can't live her here " he questioned Faceless of what to do with Casey as she's in her human form " we have to take her back home and we have to figure out way for her to not turn again " .

As Faceless and Showdown carry Casey body, they didn't know that they have been watched by Stolas and Samson, as they life Stolas and Samson saw the horror for what just happened, and Stolas saw his father's corpse he ran towards it and cried. He cried and cried until he stop, he spoke in a anger way as he look at the door " soon Casey Grimm soon you well pay for killing my father "

Stolas now the new king, him and Samson set out to find new bandits. Find out what happens next to Casey after what just happened

Stay tuned

[lucifer-hot-as-hell]

MagicCon 2019

I'm on the train home from MagicCon 2019 in Bonn and this is the 3rd time I try to post this.

I think much has been posted already. So I'm gonna go for personal experiences.

If you have any questions feel free to ask though.

So I had a silver ticket, autographs of all the Lucifer cast and a photo with Tom.

MagicCon is just hilarious in general. The moderators are actually actors (from New Zealand which is not anywhere slightly close to Germany but magiccon was originally pretty much about lord of the rings so it makes sense) and they do comedy panels and improv. And there are not many rules regarding photos and videos on this Con. So it was really relaxed.

On Friday I saw Rachael's panel. She is so sweet, funny and kind. She asked everyone for their name and remembers many people's names...

The opening ceremony and the comedy panel were so funny and weird. Tom played a horse's ass. I went to the party, left after midnight...

On Saturday there were so many Lucifer panels. Each of them was wonderful. Tom performed a song by Damien Rice, which I already posted. I got my artwork signed by Rachael, D. B., Kevin and Lesley-Ann. They were all so sweet. I made keyrings for them and gave it to them at the autograph session.

When we were at the party at night, Rachael and Tom were in the vip area of the piano bar. We were sneaking around on a standing table, trying to act normal... Like pretend to take a selfie when your actually try to take photos Tom. Sean Harry was there as well in suit (on days he wore cosplay) he talked to Tom and Rachael and hugged Rachael when she left. So I read that as a good sign regarding LUX 2 in Birmingham 2020. I left the party at around 1.30 am, shortly after Tom left.

Sunday... The final day. In the morning I realized that I had lost my artwork at the party. It fell out of my bag under the table. So I went a bit crazy freaking out slightly... Nearly bitching our whatsapp group, posting on Twitter... But then the lovely lady at the information desk of the hotel called 3 colleagues and one really found it... Probably in the trash but it was packed in a box so it's fine. I got the call it was found when I was in line for my photo with Tom.

The photoshot was amazing. Tom was in such a good mood and I was as well. I made this shirt for me and one for Tom. And I go up to him and show it to him and ask him if he could wear it. And Tom takes off his glasses, puts the t-shirt over the one he is wearing. This guy watching over the photoshoot is getting impatient... But in German. And Tom doesn't care and I don't. He asked me if I'm alright and said "I don't bite" to which I replied "yeah, I know" we were looking in each other's eyes, then look to the camera. He asks me if he can keep the t-shirt. I hugged him to thank him, when the photographer calls me back, because there was a huge reflection in my glasses. So Tom probably looked better in the first picture because he was also pointing at my design but the reflection was really all over my eye. I saw it for a short moment before it went into the to-be-destroyed box.

So afterwards I collected my artwork, had coffee with fellow lucifans and then went to get the final autograph by Tom on my artwork. He had just come back from a bathroom / cigarette break and was humming while signing. When he signed and complimented me on my work, I said that I also made him a shirt and he said he was still wearing it below the one he was wearing. I actually didn't believe him because he was wearing the shirt he had worn before. I also gave him a bottle of Bavarian craft beer "in case you run out of beer" to which he replied "oh, I've got plenty"

The panel with Tom and Kevin was so much fun. I'll never ever going to be able to hear Kevin Alejandro without thinking "Alejandro, Alejandro" (the song by Lady gaga) I dared to ask a question. I don't know if I came around a bit bitchy when the were joking about the microphone being too high for me. I said "well not everyone can be as tall as you" I asked if they would like to do theater like on the London west end. And they both said absolutely as it was their roots.

There was a panel by the "moderators" and on their panels they do improv which is so much fun. Rachael, Lesley-Ann and Alexander vlahos joined and it was just too funny. Lesley-Ann is just so physical and they all had really dirty minds.

Lucifer panel next...so Tom comes in and he wears the shirt I made for him... And nothing under it... So he had probably told the truth earlier. I got him size L and it was really tight. The panel was great.. Just the spirit. We made Tom ride a trycicle like in the episode and he crashed. There's videos on Twitter. I really liked the first question when there was fan who has cerebral palsy (rather mild form affecting the hands mainly but I didn't see until they mentioned it.. And I usually do. She was dressed as Maze and could flip the knives like... Wow) and she asked if maybe they would want to have a character with a disability on the show. I really liked this question. Lesley-Ann suggested a deaf person as she knows some sign language. But they said the good thing about Lucifer is that Lucifer and Maze's sexuality (first sie said Tom and mine and then corrected it) is just there... It's not a big deal and a disability would probably not be as well.

In the closing ceremony Tom performed 2 songs.... I had goosebumps and tears were running from my eyes... So emotional. I have it on my camera... But I'm sure it's on Twitter soon. They all went crazy on stage, Kevin danced in the crowd, Rachael and Lesley-Ann pretended to make out...

We left the panel and said goodbye to the ones leaving. And suddenly Tom passes. I just went to him (well, he literally went by me so I didn't have to go anywhere) and I just thanked him for wearing the shirt. And he hugged me. It was so lovely. 2 hugs with Tom Ellis on one day...

But convention is not only about the stars... The fans make it what it is. I met people I knew from Brighton. There is one lady of our group who I totally adore because she is so super mature (she's a teacher) and yet such a crazy fangirl and she is a fanfiction author and people came up to her and complimented her on her work. It was so sweet. Like she could have done autographs as well. On Sunday I sat in the bar and restaurant for 5 hours with @adragonstale, his friend, my dear and slightly crazy friend who I had met in Brighton and 2 ladies from our group. We talked about Lucifer and "deep stuff" (pretty much the meaning of life and how to survive in this world... I love this kind of conversations) there were a few people I met only pasding by. Sorry @draco9236 I was in a bad mood before getting my drawing back on Sunday. @omgluciferlover (Why did I think you were Italian after Brighton?) Kinda left in the middle of a conversation but it's okay. I hope everyone had as much fun as I had.

Lucifans are lovely people and it was just lovely. The cast is so kind, sweet and funny and they all really seemed to enjoy it.... Even if for some reason they weren't allowed beer on stage anymore from Saturday afternoon on (not that Tom cared... He brought some when he had a bathroom break...)

I already start missing everything and everyone and this has certainly not been my last Lucifer convention. Look forward to meeting everyone again