#gonna miss her and Magda

[pernillecfcw]

Thank you P for what you’ve done for the club 💙 gonna miss seeing you in blue and such an unbelievable player 👏🏼🥹

[soap-is-an-artist]

Going back to Monstrous Regiment post-egg-cracking has been so amazing. The first time I read it, I didn't understand everything, but I had this nagging feeling that if I reread it later, it would make more sense. And now it does.

For one thing, the way that Nuggan's Abominations are treated really hit hard. In the beginning, things were well-intentioned, and maybe not so bad, but they became corrupted by a fear of change and a fear of what is Other. Nugganism became a stricter, more brutal, and senseless religion. It didn't provide hope, and it didn't provide a standard for living. The only thing it could do was cause suffering and give an excuse to inflict pain on others. The Girls' Working School perpetuated a cycle of horrific abuse against young girls who had committed no crime except disobeying the meaningless babblings of a dead god. It didn't solve any problems or act as a positive force in the community. All around, the institution of religion failed.

Speaking of the Girl's Working School, I can't recall if I picked up on Tonker and Lofty/Magda and Tilda being a couple the first time around, but I sure did this time. It was magnificent. However, I do remember that it absolutely shattered my heart when Tonker finally snapped and went on her tirade about the School and how it broke everyone that was forced into it. They were all beaten and abused in other ways; Lofty was raped and after she carried the baby to term, it was taken and never seen again; Tonker is missing her "middle gears"; Wazzer fell into religious mania [although in her case, the spirit actually was speaking to her] and turned to doors inside her head. The whole thing is fucking heartbreaking.

While the situation of the main characters can be interpreted as a trans allegory, I think it's a little more accurate to say that they were crossdressing and socially transitioned for safety. For one thing, when given the choice, they chose to live openly as women rather than continuing to present as men, although some of them kept some aspects of masculinity in their presentation. However, I think the case of the higher ranking officers is really interesting. Essentially, Sargeant Jackrum goes and deadnames all of them to get them to see sense and let the titular regiment choose whether to be open about their identities. [I know personally I would be raging mad if I were in that situation. I was successfully living as a man for years, and then the guy who covered for me just drops my old identity in front of a bunch of my peers who I never wanted to share this with? I would be mad.] In the end, it got the job done, but they make the comment that they could never return to wearing dresses. I think it's possible that they ended up actually identifying as men, rather than solely presenting as them. They definitely internalized a lot of military misogyny either way. Obviously that's not a positive or universal facet of transitioning, but it is a very real phenomenon that happens. And the misogyny can be internalized whether you're trans or cis. Regardless, the idea of living as essentially a new person and leaving your old self behind is very trans, in my opinion, or at least resonates with my experience.

The way all the members of the regiment were gradually discovered to be women was a very "Oh! You're...? Me too." moment for me. We really do just kind of find each other. When you know what to look for, it's easier to see who else is like you. They became their own tiny, close-knit community, and supported each other, although they all had their own goals and priorities. And I think that's lovely.

I have more thoughts on this [so many thoughts about the depiction of nationalism and war. Like that line about "the dead are not your masters"? Loved that], but that's all I'm gonna type out for now because my fingers are tired. But now it is here for future me to read back on, because I didn't keep any written records of my thoughts when I read Monstrous Regiment the first time, so it's basically just fuzzy memories and vague feelings that I'm trying to hold onto. It's a really good book, probably one of my favorites of the Discworld series, although it doesn't top Thud! for me.

[olsenmyolsen]

Chapter Thirteen: For You

The Farmer's Daughter - (A WandaNat Story)

Masterlist . Tag list: @xenaizogie

Summary: Wanda talks to her mom about Natasha just before Pietro comes home..

Word Count: 2.8K

Content: Feelings, Mother-Daughter Talks, Awkward Kate Bishop

"Do you wanna talk about it?" Kate asked as she looked from the road to her friend in the passenger seat. Natasha had her head rested against a neck pillow—a bag of semi-frozen peas from Kate's freezer on her head.

"I could've won," Natasha stated for the nth time today.

Kate laughed again. "Yet you lost and have a black eye and bandage on your nose." Natasha turned her head, and instead of bickering, she looked at her friend with whom she had missed time and spoke honestly. "I'm glad you found someone, Kate." Natasha turned her head back and let her friend sit in the moment.

A playlist from Kate's phone quietly played in the background as Kate smiled. She then thought about how to ask Natasha about Wanda.

Since Kate found her in the stairwell at the art show, she hasn't brought up the younger woman.

"It's just a little after lunch. Do you wanna stop somewhere?" They weren't far from the farm, so Natasha shook her head no. Plus, she wasn't hungry. "Have you talked to her?" Kate then asked, making Natasha lift the peas off her face.

"Since last night?" Natasha asked for clarification. Kate nodded. Natasha slightly nodded and shook her head. "I texted her after my shower."

"Oooohhh!" Kate said, making it sound a lot sexier than the text actually was. "Kate, I just told her we were about to head on the road."

"Oh," Kate said, disappointed.

Natasha wasn't sure how to explain or talk about her bruises and fight with Maya over the phone, so she was just gonna save it for her face-to-face with Wanda.

But she did take some pictures of her bruised face and body after the shower. Natasha sometimes thought it made her look sexier and that the selfies of her face were fun.

"Anything else?" Kate asked, wanting to know anything else that might be going on with Natasha and Wanda. Natasha put the peas back in her head and eye. Natasha smiled. "I'm excited to see her."

Kate looked over at her friend for a second. "Oh, she's gonna flip when she sees you."

Speaking of Wanda, not long after that, she was returning home after crashing the night at Sam's. As Wanda entered her home, the smell of something cooking in the oven worked its magic, creating a desirable smell in the air. Wanda turned to see her Mama on the couch working on a cross stitch.

Magda lifted her head to the sound of slip-on shoes hitting the ground. She smiled at her daughter, who crash-landed on the couch—wearing an oversized scarlet shirt and black leggings. Wanda sprawled out all over the sofa.

"Hi, my baby girl." Magda laughed at Wanda's actions.

"Hi, Mama," Wanda said before turning to face her mother upside down. "Did you have fun with your friends?" Wanda nodded, but Magda could see something bothering her daughter. "Up," Magda said, moving her cross stitch to the table beside her. "Up!" She said again directly to Wanda, making the younger woman pout and sit properly on the couch.

Magda slightly turned to her daughter as the TV played re-runs of a 90's comedy in the background.

"Talk to me. What's up." Wanda sighed. Of course, her mother saw right through her. "It's silly." Wanda tried to dismiss the conversation. Magda shook her head. "Wanda, you should talk to me if something bothers you." Wanda deflated her body and looked away.

Magda allowed her daughter to gather her thoughts.

"I..." Wanda looked at her mother. "I really like Natasha..." Magda kept her eyes on her daughter and nodded. "Okay... as more than a friend, correct?" Wanda slowly nodded. "Yes, Mama."

Magda, of course, had her suspicions, but it was nice to see it confirmed and for her daughter not to shy away from telling her the truth. Plus, Magda had been watching Natasha, and she was confident the redhead was infatuated with her daughter.

"Well, that's okay," Magda said, and while Wanda wasn't asking permission or anything, it was nice to hear. "You're an adult, Wanda. I trust you know what you're doing."

That was just it. Wanda knew she wanted Natasha, but since last night, something had been in the back of her mind.

"What else is it?" Magda asked of her daughter. Wanda opened her mouth and let out an anxious breath before speaking. "I just don't want to mess anything up." Magda's heart almost shattered at seeing her daughter this soft and scared.

Wanda had never felt this way about someone.

Sure, boyfriends and girlfriends have come and gone. But this Wanda was growing up, and Magda could see the actual care behind those eyes. "Plus.. you don't think she's too old for me... do you?"

Magda wasn't expecting that, but it would've been a lie if she had said it hadn't crossed her mind. Magda leaned back against the sofa and was quiet with thought.

Wanda watched and softly picked at the skin on her thumb.

"I think Natasha is mature and has had a very different life experience than you have had so far..." Wanda's face began to turn into a frown. "That doesn't mean you and her can't share new experiences. Yes, she is older than you, my dear." Magda paused for motherly dramatic effect. "But like I said, you're both consenting adults and should do what you feel is comfortable." Wanda felt closer to her mom and had her eyes sting with gratitude. "She's a very nice woman," Magda added.

"Thank you, Mama." Wanda leaned forward and hugged her mom. "Of course," Magda said before pulling Wanda's face to look at her. "Just be safe and remember that your heart belongs to you until you trust someone to share it." Wanda nodded as she sniffled. "I love you, Mama."

"I love you too, my Wanda."

Magda released Wanda from her hold. "But if she hurts you, I swear-" Wanda raised her hand with a smile. "I know we have witches in our blood. You'll curse Natasha." Wanda wanted to roll her eyes at the speech she heard numerous times before. "Don't say anything to Papa, please," Wanda asked of her mother.

Magda scoffed. "Please, if anyone is going to be telling him anything, it better be that Natasha." Wanda couldn't help but laugh. "That works." She said before her stomach growled. It was just after lunch, and the intoxicating smell of food was too good to ignore.

Magda had gone back to her cross-stitch. "Don't touch the stuff in the oven. It's for dinner." Wanda rose to her feet. "What is it?" She asked as she made her way to it. "Take a look, but don't touch it!" Magda yelled from the living room.

Wanda listened and took a peek. She quickly turned the oven light off and tilted her head slightly, confused. She then turned around and saw ingredients for Baklava on the counter. "Mama!" Wanda shouted from the kitchen before walking towards Magda on the couch.

Magda turned her head to her daughter and waited for Wanda to keep talking.

"You have Dolma in the oven!?" Magda smiled at her daughter and nodded. Wanda smiled back. It had been forever since her mother made a dish that was so unique to Wanda and her brother. "Is there any special occasion?" Wanda asked.

Magda shrugged. "I just thought it might be nice since my children will be under one roof again."

That made Wanda freeze. "Pietro is coming home?" Wanda's accent thickened as she spoke about her brother. Magda stopped her art and turned around on the couch. "Surprise! Papa is on the way to the airport now to pick him up!"

Wanda smiled wide and grew excited. She hadn't seen her brother since the new year. He was meant to come home before his trip abroad but was so busy wrapping up classes that he couldn't make it home. "Why is he coming home? Shouldn't he be in Russia or Sokovia right now?"

Magda shook her head. "He said he had a two-week break before he had to start his thesis." Wanda joking rolled her eyes. Her brother was not only a super athlete but could never stop studying.

On the flip side, Wanda was taking her summer to relax and forget about the ups and downs of college.

A redhead was inadvertently making sure of that.

"Between you and me, I think he's homesick," Magda said with a certain smile. "Mama, I think you're the one who missed Pietro." Magda waved Wanda away. Wanda laughed and went back to the kitchen. Doing her best not to steal food that was meant for dinner.

By the time Magda finally made it halfway through her cross-stitch, a black car was pulling up the gravel driveway.

Wanda heard the car approach, and before it parked, she was running down the stairs from her room. Magda laughed at how her daughter fumbled with her shoes. "Wanda." Wanda looked at her mom, calling her name. "She's not going anywhere."

Wanda knew it made her look downright bad for Natasha, but she could barely think about anything while she was gone.

Still, Wanda slowed down and breathed before tossing her hair and looking over her face in the mirror by the front door. "She missed you too," Wanda whispered to herself before opening the front door and stepping out.

Her green eyes squinted as she exited due to the sun reflecting off of Kate's car, but they soon adjusted themselves as Natasha stepped out of the passenger seat.

"Hi- oh my god!" Wanda's smile turned to one of panic as she looked over Natasha's face. "What happened!" Her Vans kicked up some rocks as she ran around the front of the car to Natasha's bruised face. Wanda's soft hands immediately touching Natasha's delicate skin.

Kate stepped out from her side and grabbed Natasha's bag from the backseat. Smiling as she watched Wanda's worried eyes scan Natasha's face with care until they turned to Kate as she walked up behind Natasha.

"Did you do this!?" Wanda barked as she clenched her jaw and waited for an answer.

Kate's eyes widened as she could've sworn she saw red instead of Wanda's green eyes. "No- I- She-" Kate stuttered and fumbled over words as Natasha tried to gather Wanda's attention.

"Wanda!" Natasha grabbed Wanda's face and made her look away from her scared friend. "I did it." Wanda knitted her eyebrows together. "What?" She asked as her hands moved down to hold Natasha's wrists.

Their touch sent butterflies to their stomachs.

"I did an expedition boxing match with Kate's girlfriend." That made Wanda scrunched her face more.

Since when did Kate have a girlfriend?

Oh, Natasha was in love with the scrunch and couldn't stop the smile and laugh that escaped her. "What?" Wanda asked as her eyes continued to look over Natasha's face before falling back to her eyes again and again.

Natasha stepped closer into Wanda's space. Her thumb pads rubbed the sides of Wanda's cheeks. "You're cute," Natasha said quietly, making Wanda beam. "You come back bruised, with a bandage on your nose after getting into a fight on purpose, and that's what you have to say?" Wanda said with a stern but gentle tone.

These two knew exactly what they were doing.

Natasha grinned. "I missed you," Natasha added, and Wanda melted at that. "I missed you too, Natasha," Wanda said quietly in between the space they created. Her heart beating rapidly.

"Who exactly did you fight?" Wanda asked as she moved her right hand to Natasha's barely open eye. Her fingertips glided along the edge of the bruise. "Maya Lopez." Wanda looked behind Natasha for any additional information, but she only found Kate on her phone several yards away.

"Don't worry; it was all good fun," Natasha said as her hands fell to Wanda's. Grabbing them and bringing Wanda's attention to her again. "Plus..." Natasha drew out. "I think you like seeing me like this."

Wanda inhaled quickly. "And what if I do?" She raised an eyebrow while trying her best to contain her nerves. "Then I can get bloody and bruised for you," Natasha growled as she stepped closer, placing her boots right next to Wanda's Vans. Their bodies closer than ever. Wanda was trying to control her breathing as they stood in the gravel driveway.

"For me?" Wanda questioned. Natasha nodded. "For you."

Without saying it, they told each other what they wanted to hear.

Wanda smiled and pulled her hands up Natasha's side, stretching herself to make herself taller as her arms wrapped around Natasha's neck. "I know I said it before, but I really like you, Natasha."

There it was. The softness that bled from Wanda.

"Even though I did this to my face?" Wanda smirked at Natasha, making her blush. "Well, technically, I didn't, but-" Wanda stopped Natasha by placing her lips onto the redheads. Natasha wasn't one to ramble, but the nerves were getting to her.

Once Wanda's soft lips touched hers, she grinned into the kiss and felt her stomach flip.

Kate had turned around just in time to finally see her friends not be idiots and tell each other how they felt. She then turned back as the sound of a truck engine and gravel rolled down the driveway.

"I like you too, Wanda," Natasha said as she caught her breath and held Wanda's hand in hers. Wanda bit her bottom lip and went from Natasha's black eye to the sound of her father's truck.

Natasha heard it, too.

In a flash, Natasha and Wanda's hands separated from one another as they stepped back. Natasha picked up her bag from the ground and stood near Wanda as they watched Erik's truck park on the opposite side of Wanda's SUV.

Kate walked up to the two, hung up her call with Maya, and watched Erik step out of the truck and go to the bed, pulling out a suitcase and duffle bag.

Natasha tilted her head before the creaking sound of the passenger door was heard. The redhead watched as a tall man around Wanda's age with dark hair and silver highlights stepped out. He wore aviators, brown boots, slim-fit dark wash jeans, and a graphic tee.

He reminded Kate of a modern-day Ryan Gosling in a certain way.

Natasha wasn't occupied with who the man looked like. All she cared about was who he was.

The man with Erik behind him stopped in front of the porch of the house and opened his arms side. "Sestra!" He yelled in a heavy accent. "Pietro!" Wanda yelled back before running to the man.

Shit.

"Pietro?" Kate quietly asked. Without taking their eyes away, Natasha answered. "Wanda's twin brother." Kate looked shocked at Natasha and could see Nat's green eyes studying the man.

Kate turned back just in time for Wanda to point to Kate and Natasha behind her. Erik nodded to something Wanda said before they started to move closer. Natasha took steps forward to be polite.

Kate followed and started questioning if she should've just dropped Natasha off and left.

Wanda arrived in front of Natasha with a hidden smile while the other two men looked at Natasha differently. Erik was the first to speak with concern while Pietro looked at Natasha through his sunglasses. "Natasha, what the hell happened to you? Are you all right?"

Kate stepped forward. "It's okay. Natasha just got into a fight with my girlfriend." Kate smiled as she didn't hear her own words. Natasha and Wanda opened their mouths to correct Kate, but Pietro spoke up. "Did you win?" Erik smacked his son's head, making his sister cover her mouth to hide a laugh.

Natasha smiled. "No, and it was an exhibition match anyway."

Pietro hummed with a tone of disappointment before he lifted his sunglasses up. It was in the eyes that Natasha could see how similar Wanda and Pietro really were. "Think you could take me?" He smirked, and that got under Natasha's skin for some reason.

However, thankfully, before she could utter a single word, Wanda and Erik had better suggestions. "Oh, quit it!" Erik patted his son's shoulder. Wanda stepped in front of Natasha and nervously laughed. "Trust me, Pietro, you don't want to do that." 

Kate thought the same thing.

He shrugged. "Maybe someday." He looked Natasha up and down. His eyes stopping in one place along the way. "Solider." He smiled and turned with his father to greet Magda on the porch. Her eyes moved from Natasha and Wanda to her son.

"What the hell was that," Natasha whispered with her arms crossed over her chest as everyone else, aside from Wanda and Kate, disappeared inside the house. "He's just trying to get a rise out of you. He's annoying like that."

Wanda was correct, and for a moment, Natasha remembered that that's what siblings do to their sisters and their friends.

"Plus, knowing him, it's his way of flirting." Wanda shook her head at that gross thought. "Ew." Kate audibly said, making Natasha laugh.

dividers by @/benkeibear

[woso-dreamzzz]

are big adventures y/n and her partner gonna follow in magda and pernille's footsteps and do long distance?

They do at some point!

Princesse and Natalia don't actually get together until Princesse joins Barcelona (not for lack of trying on Natalia's part but Princesse remains oblivious for ages).

Princesse spends a year at Barcelona when they originally get together but gets loaned to Lyon (who are in desperate need of a keeper) so that's the first time they do long distance.

After a year though, she comes back to Barcelona and she and Natalia move in together with Prins.

But Princesse's heart has always been set on Wolfsburg so when they come knocking, she accepts.

That's when the long distance properly starts.

Natalia and Princesse have a strong relationship though and they constantly fly out to see each other so it doesn't really have a big impact except that Natalia ends up being extremely touchy when they see each other again because she's missed Princesse so much.

Magda and Pernille think it's absolutely hilarious how much Princesse's relationship mirrors theirs sometimes ❤️

[alexbkrieger13]

There are lots of moments between P and M that make me turn into a blubber of love but my current favourite that might not be super obvious?

Ella Masar's interview during the ldr era. She asks P about the hardest defender to play against and Ella herself says "we're just gonna say Magda is her number one" and P with the dreamiest (and kinda sad) face ever replies "yes, always"

She missed her so bad

omg yea. Still kind of insane they did almost four years of Long Distance considering how co-dependent they have been since

[wosowrites]

They’re Gone Now (Jessie Fleming x Reader)

warnings: none

a/n: based off this request here

prompt: in which after magda and p leave, jessie is struggling, the reader and millie try to help her but little do they know, you’ve liked jessie for years now.

It was near close to impossible to not like Jessie Fleming. The team, Canadian and Chelsea always joked that "if you had a problem with Jessie you had a problem with thousands of people" but you liked to just say "if you have a problem with Jeff, you just have a problem." You and Jessie had been playing together for ten years now, having both gotten your senior call up for Canada at 15. You had never played on a team that didn’t have Jessie on it since then. Canada, UCLA, Chelsea, always together. So how could you not fall in love with her?

It had been a week since Pernille and Magda had left for Munich. Watching them leave felt like death for both you and Jessie. Niahm held it together more but you could tell in how much pain she was.

"It’ll be okay," she had said. "We’re orphans," you had answered, only half joking.

And then it was two weeks later, World Cup squads had been announced and you and Jessie were set to leave London to meet the CANWNT in Vancouver in two days. Most of the Chelsea girls were still in London, and they were the ones you texted when it had been two weeks since the departure of the team moms and Jessie was still grumpy and borderline hard to be around. It was nothing like her and it broke your heart to see her like that.

You had tried everything. Cooking and baking for her, holding her as she cried, putting on her favorite movies, buying her flowers but nothing worked. You hadn’t told Magda and Pernille about Jessie’s behaviour because you didn’t want to make them feel guilty.

"Hey Elysse," you said, holding up the phone to your face. "How is she? Bring her home, y/n/n," she said, looking sad. Elysse was Jessie’s favorite person in the world, tied with you of course.

"I will. Two days and you’ll be with her. I just don’t know what to do. She’s barely getting out of bed. It’s so not like her," you said. Elysse smiled sadly at the camera. "How much have you slept, y/n?" she asked as Logan showed up in the frame. "Like… 6 hours in the past three days or something. I just can’t sleep knowing she’s not doing well," you mumbled, crashing down onto the couch.

"Tell her how you feel."

Elysse’s words caught you off guard, and for a second you thought you miss heard her. "Go again?" you asked, sitting up a little. "Tell her how you-" Elysse went to repeat her words but you cut her off quickly. "Stop that. Stop it," you said quickly before lowering your voice. "You shouldn’t even know that. No one knows. No one," you said to her in a hushed voice. "I can tell when someone likes my sister," the younger girl said. "Well- maybe I will. Whatever. I’m gonna go pack our bags,"

Elysse bid her goodbyes and then you hung up, but you were quickly on the next call. You clicked on Millie’s contact and the phone rang for about ten seconds before she answered.

"You never ever call. What’s up?" she said before another voice chipped in. "Hey Canada!" a voice said. "Canada? Which one. Small or not so?" yet another voice.

"Oh sorry, you’re busy i’ll call someone else," you said. "No! No it’s just Rachel and Leah. What’s up?" Millie asked.

You quickly gave her a recap of current events with Jessie, closing your explanation with: "I think she needs a little tough love. Like motivational speech type of shit. But a little meaner because she needs to snap out of this," you said.

Millie thought for a second before answering. "Okay. I’ll come over but I need to bring dumb and dumber," she said. "HEY!" Leah yelled in the background of the call. "No problem,"

You hung up and tried to tidy the place quickly.

You then did what you had told Elysse you would do and got out two suitcases. You packed everything you would both need considering you were going to be Down Under in the summer and it would be crazy warm. Both suitcases were half packed by the time the doorbell rang. You stood up and quickly opened the door. "Mills thank you so much, I don’t know what to do. I just- she just sits there all sad and tired and I’m so-" you started ranting until Millie wrapped you into a tight hug. "Hey, breathe. It’s okay. I’ll go see her, just, go lie down on the couch," Millie said. "I’ll make tea," Rachel said after giving you a small hug. "Do you wanna talk?" Leah asked, gesturing to the couch. "Yeah. Yeah sit down. You don’t need that weight on your leg," you said, quickly heading to the couch. "First door to the left right?" Millie asked. "Yeah," you answered as you sat down on the couch. Leah sat beside you and too say the least it was a little awkward. You had never played with her, only against, and as you both captained your country now it was a tad strange. "Thank you for being here. I know it’s weird," you said, playing with your fingers. "Hey, the rivalry can be put aside for an hour or two," she said to you kindly. "You should use your crutches," you told her. "You should join Arsenal," she snapped back with a smile. "Hey! What about the rivalry being put aside?" you fake pouted. "Sorry sorry. It’s all out now," she laughed.

There was a little silence, filled with the sound of the kettle boiling. "So… how long have you liked her for?" she said.

"Jesus. Everyone’s asking me that. I- I don’t. I mean it’s-" you started saying. "Hey. I’ve been there. The childhood best friend who your biggest fear is too loose but you just can’t help having feelings for. That’s like- my life story. We’re the same, you know. We’re very similar. Fleming is your Nobbs," she said to you kindly. "Yeah, I noticed it too y/l/n. Mostly because in every single interview of you and her you’re giving her fuck me eyes. And the hand placement doesn’t go unnoticed by the way," Rachel said from the kitchen. "Why are you watching interviews of us weirdo," you answered, trying to ignore the fuck me eyes comments.

Rachel looked away, trying to think of an answering before caving. "Uhm- a few of us have like… a group chat where we send edits we find of you two. It’s funny! And it’s cute it’s just-" Rachel said quickly. "A group chat! Who’s on it?!" you said a little loudly. "Are you mad?" she asked, brining you tea. You didn’t even like tea but saying that in a room full of brit’s wasn’t a smart move. "No. No i’m not. It does seem funny yeah but who’s on it?" you asked again.

"Listen, I know you’re not on tik tok but a lot of us are and we… you know we connect. Women’s football is like one huge gay club and you two are a pretty big ship. So it’s like almost just brit’s so… me, Millie, Leah, Lucy, Keira, Georgia, Niahm. We just think it’s cute! Okay. Oh yeah and uh- Millie added Magda and Pernille," Rachel said.

"You guys are insane," you groaned. "We talk about other things too!" Leah said.

But your brain went back to Jessie quickly after, as it always does. You stood up and started walking towards the door. "What are you doing?" Leah asked, looking at you. "It’s been 10 minutes. If Millie hasn’t gotten through to her now she won’t at all," you answered.

As you went to open the door, it opened before you could. In the doorway stood Jessie and behind her, Millie. Jessie had a towel slung over her arms and her hair was tucked neatly behind her ears.

Your face softened immediately in a way that would be impossible not to notice. "Hey, Jess. You okay?" you asked, looking at her softly. "Yeah. Yeah I’m gonna- what are Leah Williamson and Rachel Daly doing in our living room?" she asked in confusion, smiling at them awkwardly. "Heyy…" Leah said, waving. "Ignore them," you said, moving aside to let Millie slip out of Jessie’s dark bedroom. "I’m gonna shower. And then we can start packing, okay?" she said to you.

You nodded quickly and maybe a little aggressively. "Yeah! Yes. For sure," you said to her. She smiled at you, love in your eyes that you couldn’t see was there before moving past you to go to the washroom.

Once she closed the door to the washroom, you rushed to Millie and basically jumped in her arms. "What did you say to her?" you asked, pulling away. "It’s not important, she’s okay," the defender answered. "I could give you a kiss right now. Thank you so much," you hugged her again and she smiled. "Save that for Fleming," she smiled. "Oh my god. I know about the group chat by the way. Not cool," you said to her, smacking her arm playfully. "I gotta go unpack me and Jess’ suitcases so you guys can go now. Unless you want to stay. "Why are you unpacking?" Leah asked. "I don’t want Jessie to feel about being down for so long. She processed how she needed too and I don’t want her to see that I had just resorted to doing her things for her. It’ll make her feel bad and I don’t want that," you smiled. "You’re whipped," Rachel said. "How could I not be?"

After thanking Leah, Rachel and Millie for the thousandth time, they left and you kept your promise of unpacking.

You were quick to put the clothes you had snuck out of Jessie's bedroom as she slept back into the drawers. However she was also quick to get out of the shower. She caught you as you walked outside of her bedroom, steam pouring out of the shower. "What are you doing?" she asked, sounding gentle for what could be interpreted as harsh words. "Sorry. I was just seeing if you had my... Canada hoodie. I can't find mine." you said to her quickly. "I think its in the wash," she said.

But you barely heard her words as her wet hair was dripping down her bare shoulders and her body was covered only by a towel. "Uh- yeah," you answered, looking back up at her face. "Sorry," you said quickly, walking past her and into your own room.

You packed your suitcase quickly, not forgetting anything as you were pretty used to packing by now. Getting ready to prepare some kind of meal, you went to the kitchen only to find the fridge completely empty. In between caring for Jessie, worrying about Jessie and thinking about Jessie, groceries had been the last thing on your mind. You hurriedly wrote a note with a pen stating that you would be back with tacos for supper as soon as possible, and then you left.

Jessie, however, was pacing her bedroom in complete worry. Her mind was trying to tell her not to tell you how she felt, but her heart, man her heart was yelling for you. So, she did the only thing she knew how to do. Ask her sister.

Jessie: Follow your heart or you mind?

Elysse: Heart.

So that was settled. Jessie opened the door and walked into the living room and kitchen area. "Y/n?" She called out your name, looking around before seeing the note.

Jessie sat on the couch for twenty en minutes before it started pouring rain outside. You were extremely environmentally friendly and so she knew off the bat that you were stuck in the rain as the taco place you refused to drive too was a thirty minute walk.

It was an extra 20 minutes until the door of your appartement opened. You stood there, soaked to the bone and teary eyed as you held the paper bag containing the tacos that was basically reduced to paper pulp. "I- It started raining and the tacos im pretty sure are soggy and everything’s going wrong and i’m so sorry I just- i’m tired i’m really tired-" your rant got cut off by Jessie hurrying up to you and putting her hands on both sides of your face. "Hey. Breathe. It’s okay. I don’t care about the tacos I just care about you, and you are gonna catch a cold," she said, moving her hands to put the paper bag on the counter.

"I know you like those tacos and-"

"I’m not gonna let you cry over tacos," Jessie said, brushing droplets of water off your face. "I’m not crying because of the tacos i’m crying because I feel like I let you down. I let you be sad and I didn’t do anything for over a week-"

But you were silenced quickly when Jessie’s lips hit yours. She didn’t give you much though. A close lipped kiss as her hands roamed your wet abs. And that was it. She pulled away, stopping herself but not stopping you from slipping your hands under the waistband of her sweatpants. "Go change," she said to you gently. "I don’t want to change I want you to kiss me and never stop," you answered, looking at her lips. "Change. I want to hug you and hold you but it’s gross when you’re all wet," she said. "I’m wet anyways," you said, jokingly winking at her and making her mouth drop as she let out a laugh. "You’re funny. Go!"

So that’s what you did. You spent the night on the couch in her arms, holding her, kissing her and rubbing her back, just happy to be with her. She would be okay without Magda and P. And so would you. Did it hurt? Yeah. Did it hurt less with her? Yep.

[marvelstars]

X-MEN 97 EP 10 REVIEW

Loved this episode, as Beau said this felt healing and it didn´t dissapoint. That said I agree the series peaked on Ep 5 but for me this doesnt mean this was a bad episode at all.

Highlights for me:

Rogue beating Bastion into a pulp over Remy´s memory "remember it"

Scott and Morph being there for Logan.

Nightcrawler praying with Charles and Magneto.

Cable oppening to Jean and Scott about his childhood and their farewell.

Storm simply laughing at Phoenix appareance, just like her sister to save them all at the nick of time from the prime sentinels.

Morph making fun of Sinister

Charles remembering he is supposed to have a degree on psycology and having a therapy session with Magnus instead of leaving him in a coma, not gonna lie, this always pissed me off in the original FA, him having regrets post fact and remembering Magneto only made me feel more mad at him, so seeing him this way helped me remember why I liked his character, especially considering what has been done to him in current comics.

The first people Magneto remembers are Rogue, who is right there on Asteroid M and his children Lorna, Pietro and Wanda as well as his parents.They help him center himself in his humanity, just wish this series tackled Magda and Anya as well. Talking openly about his sense of isolation over not having an actual family and fully feeling himself part of the X-men now was great, I don´t think even in comics this has been tackled with quite the same intensity.

I personally don´t think Magneto at this point or Rogue see each other in a romantic sense, Rogue more than Magneto´s lover this season, has been more like an honest friend who could understand where he was coming from but also tell him when he was being a jerk so even if they tackle AoA, I don´t see them being end game, their relationship is more like an AU but this doesn´t mean they don´t trust or appreciate the other pov.

Just "Magneto is alive" moment.

Cyclops bad ass leadership moment in which he hoped to understand and help Bastion, supported by Storm and X-men, following the logic of the dream. Bastion reaching out to them.

Just all the cameos. Captain America, Iron Man, Peter, MJ, Cloak, Dagger, Psylocke, Omega Red to name a few, I just missed another cameo by Doctor Doom

This Ep effectively closed up previous plot points and showed what to expect of season two

Gambit will come back as death but I am almost sure this won´t last long. My guess is that Storm, Logan and Morph were selected by Apocalypse to be his current horsemen.

This kind of fun and expectative is something that has been missing for a long time in comics and I am very happy to see XM 97 feels like a fresh take of old stories.

This looks as well as if S2 is tackling different X-men teams, one in the future, another in the present and another in the past. My guess is that it was Apocalypse the one who used time manipulation to take them to different spaces in time.

That comment by Apocalypse "My children, so much death" made me remember current comics Apocalypse, so I expect him to gain new nuances in the series, just like Bastion did.

[theadventurerslog]

Quest For Glory IV: Shadows of Darkness | Part 10

The Adventurer's Log

Twiddling my thumbs. I decided to wander the forest, maybe get some stats up, try out my rubber chicken in various place. Maybe I'd find something. Maybe something more would come of the faeries since that's still a loose end and a needed answer for Leshy.

I may not know what to do, but I got a good bush message anyway.

The rubber chicken lured the elderbury bush closer...

But what's the point? Maybe just an alternative way to get berries?

Well, it can have my rubber chicken. It's a gift. I hope it's happy.

Evening finally fell after some napping and dinner and I met with Katrina again. She was missing her scarf this time.

I think she was trying to flirt with me. I also had the options to flirt, date or kiss, and I did try them all in a save, though they didn't go anywhere.

I wasn't considering it a date! And I didn't keep any of the options in my canon save. We can be friends. If I trusted you more. Which I currently don't.

Okay, based on Magda's card readings I think we will end up allies. Maybe?

But I still don't trust her.

A couple other things: she's lived in the castle for many years now. She knows lots of magic and it's always been part of her life. Perhaps she could sometime show me spells I'd never find at W.I.T.

Then she had to go again and wants to meet in three nights. Three nights?? What am I gonna do with all this time?? I wonder if I could have met her the first time outside town earlier in the game, if I hadn't been a coward about going out at night.

I guess unless the next day brings anything, I'll tackle the castle again... I have a lot more stuff and spells now, including aura and hide that both seem like they may be useful there. Maybe I can find Tanya.

Sleep time first though and I tried at Erana's staff this time to see if I got another dream. I did.

It started well again, before the darkness came back. There was a voice of pain and death calling and growing closer bringing with it greater fear.

And then I woke up.

I wonder, is this something interrupting Erana's pleasantness, or this some kind of channeling or experiencing something horrible she herself experienced?

A rough start to a possibly rough day for ol' Cinder.

And then I remembered I wanted to see the Domovoi again so I reloaded. And then it turned out he wasn't there boo. So back to it. Nothing really in town, so off to the castle...

Here we go again! Hopefully it'll prove more fruitful this time...

Everything in this place makes me nervous! Not least the very creaky doors. I got back to the Great Hall which seems like a good starting place?

Then the bedroom again which made a wraith appear when I tried the chest last time. But hide or aura spells? If I hide and use my open spell...

Well, the hide spell failed, and it attacked me.

But I WON. ...and used every last bit of mana to do so. But I have fruit.

The chest only had a healing potion and 25 crowns... not as progress-making or exciting as I'd hoped... I've barely even needed money these days.

I think I found the door to Tanya's room, but guarded....

Nothing to do but open and see what happens!

Surprisingly, not lethal.

The monster just slammed the door in my face and the narrator said it didn't seem to like me letting light in and I might have better luck at night.

Always needing it to be night...like it's thematic or something. It was only around midday. So, I slept a bunch. On the stairs. Restful. I didn't want to lose my way and this room though, so efficiency and good use of time be damned.

And I found Tanya...

There's my first (obvious) vampire... Toby is the furry beast.

She had quite a bit of conversation, especially once I gave her her doll back. Her doll is named Vana and was given to her by Toby.

Everything used to be good and she got to go out all the time with her parents and stay up late to visit the various inn guests, until the rains came and people stopped coming. She wasn't allowed out anymore because her parents were afraid the Bad Things would get her. She had to go to bed at night and was scared of the dark and her dad wouldn't let her even have a candle in fear that would draw a bad thing to her.

Then Toby started showing up at her window and comforting her and telling her he'd keep the bad things away. Turned out "Aunt Trina" is his master and she sent him to her. "Aunt Trina" clearly being Katrina. She said she would be Tanya's friend and Tanya would be her little girl forever and ever.

When her mommy found out about Vana she took the doll away and she was scared they'd make Toby go away if they found out so she ran away with him.

She has her own room now and can play and dance in the great hall with Aunt Trina and her hound, Cuddles. She's not afraid of the dark anymore. She just doesn't like the Dark Man that Trina brought in and wishes he hadn't come. He's mean. Toby doesn't like him either.

She'd like to see Mommy and Daddy again but Aunt Trina says they'd be scared of her now and she doesn't want to scare them. She'll never go back again. Toby would even bring her back to make her happy but doesn't want anything to happen to her.

I asked about Vampires. Those are a scary thing and why they had garlic all over the inn. She used to have garlic but she doesn't like it now. She has a necklace now.

That seems like it may be important...

So... Katrina had her brought here. And she brought the "Dark Man" here who I've been assuming is Ad Avis. What's the motivation behind all this... And I feel like she's baiting me around too.

And now what for me? Telling Bella and Yuri about this doesn't seem like a good idea. I suppose it's possible some kind of closure could come it? But she's clearly a vampire.

I went back to the inn but there we no new options and the Domovoi just seems to be gone now.

I had another dream at Erana's staff.

Then realized it wasn't me doing this but someone in the past. So, channeling some of Erana's memories here?

Then the darkness came again, with a voice calling out drawing me nearer and all warmth being flayed from me.

And I woke up with a scream.

Another day of not really being sure what to do with myself. I thought I might get more from another visit with Tanya, but needed night for that. I went to Erana's Garden to get more fruit.

And I was playing with my Trigger spell, relighting the lamps. I tried it on the water and a closed tulip sprung out.

With my open spell I got it to open revealing a scroll that had a protection spell on it--provides some protection against physical attacks. Well, that would've been nice to discover earlier! I needed to experiment more. Thanks Erana.

Nothing more from Tanya. Another sleep at the staff. Another dream.

Someone there... but reaching out there was no one. And then I woke.

Tonight I would be able to meet Katrina again and hopefully get some direction.

I should have visited the gypsies again. I mean I still didn't get a lot in the way of giving me something to do but Magda did have more to say.

She didn't know of Katrina but said she wouldn't trust her. Don't worry, Magda, I don't.

She had more important sounding stuff to say about Erana's Staff. It protects the town from the undead. She had a vision in which it told her of its protection and the Destiny Spell.

So one person would die to bring another back.

Not sure what to predict on this particular point yet, but good to know...

Davy also mentioned he saw some tall dark man on the castle walls one night turn into a bat. So. Yeah. Vampire action. Just as an aside.

Kind of killing time. I tried to give the Burgomeister (maybe one day I'll use his name, Dmitri) flowers but he wasn't interested.

He wouldn't take candy either, saying he wouldn't take candy from strangers. I'm less of a stranger now! You've been friendly with me even! Let me give you gifts!

Right. New mission for the day. Give everyone flowers. Yuri wasn't interested, but Bella liked them! "Oh, how lovely. I'll put these in some water in the kitchen. Thank you so much. I love flowers."

And Olga:

Nnnnope! I just got you and Boris back together I'm not gonna get between that!

Igor: "Pretty flowers. Look nice on grave." He liked candy too! But not one of my sandwiches; he's allergic to avocado.

And either some people aren't taking or I had more flowers than I thought...

They were too ordinary and common for Dr. Cranium. "Bah. These are just common, ordinary Bellis perennis." Then I thought to give him a magic fruit:

"That fruit is clearly scientifically impossible. Since it violates all known laws of chemistry, physics, and biology, I have no use for!"

What kind of scientist are you?

My gift giving was yielding highly variable results.

I went to go see Katrina again once night fell.

She needed my help but doesn't entirely trust me and is worried about the danger. She wanted me to find some things for her, but too dangerous really...

I got a ritual in the swamp! Look look! I couldn't show her any of them. I think I got a bit ahead of the game here. I could also only ask her about a couple things again before she left. So I was doing some reloads.

So I need more skill before seeing her again and she wants me to be very powerful before visiting Borgov Castle. She wants to be certain I can face all of Mordavia's dangers first. Jokes on you! I've been there a few times! I mean... I haven't run into the "bad man" but, you know. Visits happened.

I really think I needed to be meeting up with her earlier...

She left, disappearing into the mist despite a lack of fog around the area. I'd also tried giving her garlic but she couldn't abide the smell. Vaaaampire.

My hope was that she'd see me again the next evening. I was really floundering here. Or I need to figure out the fairy riddle for Leshy but I have no clues there either. That and two more rituals are all I have left here. I'm running out of things to solve.

I tried levitating over the castle gate since there weren't any necrotaurs yet. I lost access to my cursor and most of my menu... and nothing was happening. Might've broken it a little? This is why we save lots.

I went back to the castle thinking to visit Tanya again and I headed to the great hall, I was able to listen in on an argument. Progress! Things are thinging!

Katrina going full dark mistress and vampire. SEE?

And a dead-looking vampire Ad Avis. He thinks she can't trust "him," being me. That I'd destroy her as soon as finding out what she is.

She thinks I'm already attracted to her (while I've been avoiding every flirt, kiss and date option) and she wants me to act of my own free will and not be her puppet. If she wanted a puppet she could have just used Ad Avis. Heh.

He's still looking to have all the power.

She wasn't impressed by his posturing. He hated her from the moment they met and thought he could use her, but it's she who's always been the master and he the apprentice. Magda's card reading alluded to this. He'll never be the Dark Master--his pride overrides his thinking.

Still not sure what her aim here actually is.

I stopped listening and the great hall was freed up for me to enter.

Nothing new from Tanya and Toby but at least I'm learning my way around the castle.

I decided to try to go back to Erana's Garden after a stop by the gypsy camp to see if anything was different at night--their fire pit was lit and there was a wolf that was all. I got lost trying to find the garden and instead found a magic staff. The staff disappeared when I tried to take it and fairies appeared.

Erana's Staff may be claimed when a sacrifice is made: One life for another. I have to bring about that sacrifice. Once the sacrifice is made I'll need to perform the Ritual of Release which will free the staff from its confinement. But won't that break the protection on the town? She taught me the ritual and in return wants me to come back when I have Erana's Staff.

Will this somehow free Erana? I kinda feel like she's not exactly dead, but trapped. Or both...

The Ritual of Release was added to my spell list now.

And now I maybe have an answer for Leshy, unless I need to complete this first.

I found the garden, I was right near it and had another dream. It started in the wonderful place again but then there was the darkness.

I remembered dying and being overwhelmed with terror and running away. I was helpless and hopeless and remembered eternal loneliness. Then awoke again. Erana...

Next day I will go see Leshy and then see from there... At least I am still finding things despite my uncertainty.

[edvinception]

Please post rants about the first episode here!

Nina all broke, or at least with no cashflow, and still in that very expensive house and with a very expensive car, was a surprise. Like how could she ever afford it by herself unless her shady business with Barry is flourishing? But I guess she’s been waiting for the life insurance that’s never going to be paid out (as no corpse will ever be found…).

I for one did not understand at first that Nina was just hooking up with a huge amount of men as a coping mechanism (loved Zack and miss him as much as she does!), I thought she was doing it for money and was kind of thinking to myself “nothing about this show should surprise me, I need to toughen up”…

Linus, my beloved, is basically just in that kitchen for way to many scenes. I guess his boss Oscar and the coworker girl (love interest) are important to his storyline but we didn’t get to see him outside of work like we did with his siblings. We need more Linus.

But yes, it was true to character that he ran after the shooters at the memorial. It’s like he has a death wish it at least nothing to live for, like Gutav and Nina does with their kids, so he has no fears and he doesn’t really care what happens to him. (Insert crying emoji…!)

And what was that with Magda and bruises on her back? Did Gustav imply that the new boyfriend did it to her? I don’t know if I understood what it all was supposed to mean. Gustav is still so attractive defending his family, even as a messed up father not being able to do more than the bare minimum for his daughter.

The promo has indicated that Emil will mess up, both privately and professionally, but in this episode it thought he was the most reasonable and together of them all.

Yeah I agree. I guess she's holding on to what she can and had hoped to get money from the insurance. Also getting a new apartment might be hard if she's doing shady business for a living. I guess that's a reason for her to be desperate.

Also interesting that she's working with Barry and Kevin. I didn't expect that at all. But she's already but herself in big trouble with those new guys. I bet theg are gonna cause alot more trouble.

I don't care about prison girl having a sad home life. I'm sorry. It doesn't make me feel sorry for her one bit.

I suspect Linus will be a bit less featured in the beginning since Edvin filmed abroad but I think they've done a good job still including him even of it's a bit less than Gustav and Nina.

It's so true and I sad that before. He has less to live for in a way. They talked about their kids and he was sitting there in the middle like 🙁

Yeah I guess that is what he implied? That or she has leukemia? But that would be too much.

it's sad to see him so lost and broken. He's really not coping and is already neglecting Magda.

I'm still waiting for Emil to mess up. He seemed very guilty when he sat in his office and the way he's retiring is suspicious because what will happen to him.

He was also so adamant about them going to the memorial. Why? Is it just his guilt or something else?

[ginger-grimm]

Okay, I’m gonna have some fun with this one, so: Rachel Zegler in Glee? 💚

Interesting, let me cook something up (or try to haha) - thank you @daughter-of-melpomene!

Maybe @dancingsunflowers-ocs and @luucypevensie are also interested?

Name: Magdalena "Magda" Muñoz

Age: 16 in season 1

Sexuality: Pansexual

Love Interest: Tina Cohen-Chang

Short Backstory: Magda grew up in a mining town in Colorado but moved to Lima, Ohio with her family when her Dad got laid off. In Lima, Magda has to completely readjust her life, especially in school. It wasn't that people were super well-adjusted in Colorado, but if someone had thosed a slushee in her face there, they would have received a punishment from it from the school, not a football scholarship to College. But Magda does just fine for herself at first, joining the science club and doing some recreational gymnastics on the weekends. Friends are sparce, but that was no different at her old school. But she misses singing. At McKinley, she holds off on joining the New Directions for the longest time, seeing how they get treated on a daily basis. But as she watches old footage of her acting in a school production of Westside Story and sees her smiling face, she begins to really miss it. So she tries out for the club just in time to fill the ranks for Regionals. She knew there were Divas in every artsy field, but some of the New Directions really take the cake in that department. It's not until she grows closer to an Asian goth girl and a ditzy Cheerleader that she warms up to the group more and sees that even beyond all the backstabbing for solos and partner stealing, she's enjoying herself for the first time in months. If only there wasn’t problems brewing at home that she'll have to be brave trying to deal with...

[imperiuswrecked]

what do you think of erasure of marya and magda( I can't accept Natalya, it just plays into roma stereotypes no matter what we try to think it in more acceptable lore), like we always speak about Django and his erasure since the whole magneto/dad/bio father thing but not mothers. Because magda is very awesome, she ran away from erik when it was expected to stay with him and calm him down and she survived and lived healthy to give birth to twins plus surviving holocaust is a feat alone. And she did this before 25-26!!! But she is only shown as Erik's manpain and his dead wife. And the fanfics doesn't treat magda or marya/Django good,only props for cherik or as antagonists for parenting the twins most of the times.

Also with the whole matrilineal aspect with Wanda's magic, you would think of expanding the whole lore of maximoffs and gorskas but no ):

I tend to stay away from Fanon Magnet Family, a lot of it js wrapped up in the Cherik ship and use the other parents in the Twins lives to cater to that ship. Also I just don't care much about that ship in particular.

Marya doesn't try to replace Magda because until the Twins were adults they didn't even know about Magda, so Django and Marya are their parents, adopted, chosen, biological, doesn't matter because the Twins love Django and Marya as their parents. We don't ever really get much on Magda, most of what we know from her comes from Erik's comics, but I don't think she was ever expected to stay with Erik.

From Magda's pov she just lost her daughter and her husband displayed strange and terrifying powers. She ran away because she was scared and she found a safe place to stay and have the twins. But Marvel and fans really don't ever put half the effort into the mothers/women in comics as they should. That's why a lot of them focus on Erik vs Django, even the comics. So the erasure of Marya and Magda doesn't come as a surprise to me but the inclusion of Natalya isn't something I'll ever accept because unlike the Magda/Erik reveal the Natalya retcon is born out of petty spite with the retcon, rather than have Wanda reconnect with Marya as her mother they just made up a Wanda-lite character. I have other issues with that run but honestly I just tend to ignore it. There's a reason why people prefer the Magda/Erik as bio parents with Marya/Django as adopted patents because it was set up over years, the relationship and story helped the characters to all move forward with their progression and its also why no one ever cares about the Whizzer/Miss America parent reveal. Because like Natalya it's not very well done and doesn't have the nuances of the others.

So Marya and Magda should have more of an impact in the Twins lives in canon and fanon but I don't think it's gonna happen.

[pernillecfcw]

Magda become the first captain in history to win three womens fa cups in a row 🏆🏆🏆

[magdasabs]

ah i had to miss the game but so happy we won 😊 zecira yellow card tho what happened ?

normally I love cheryl foster but that was a bullshit yellow. 90% of wsl games have much worse time-wasting from keepers. I think it's cause on the previous free kick Z was gonna take it on the right but then magda shouted to do it on the left so she moved the ball and took a bit more time and villa players were complaining

Z was so funny though, there were no ball kids on our side so a fan in the first row was bringing her the ball and Z just went 'you don't have to rush so much' as if she was telling her a secret 😂

[liopleurodean]

Season 12, Episode 4: American Nightmare

They always show the churches so empty

She is not okay

...were those the cross wounds?

They are!

What is she saying?

The crown of thorns...

Must be Enochian

Not again

Sean Penn and Robert De Niro are the stars of the movie "We're No Angels"...

Poor guy

Dean.

He's not exactly wrong

It seemed angelic

That's one way to put it

They are. So loud. And surrounded by people

That was weird

Aw, Dean...

No, you're not

Again.

Sounds like a great TV show

...

Sam, what does that mean?

I thought Sam hated rock. Of all kinds. My whole world is upside down right now

Dean asking the real questions

Eloi, eloi, lama sabachthani (I'm proud of myself, I looked it up to make sure the spelling was right and only two letters were off)

They want to know

Yikes

He is definitely not okay

That's one way to put it

Dean...

Sounds like Jesus to me

Wait, THAT'S what stigmata means? I gotta go find that Tumblr poll

Huh.

Romans

Yikes

Right...

Not likely

Hmm

Makes sense

Wouldn't it be really funny if there was a tiny file about the Winchesters in there? Like, ages ago some ran across them living in a motel and filed a report but they moved out before anything happened

Dean, no

Jumping to conclusions

He is really antsy

Another one

Yikes

That's a lead

It's hard to do

Oh! Magda Peterson! Okay

More likely than the Wiccan

Sweater time

Oh, this is funny

Remember when Dean was able to parkour off of chain link fences? Yeah, me too

Dean.

...

But she doesn't hate you!

I've definitely done better with my brother after time apart

Jim Morrison and Ray Manzarek were both in The Doors, known for the song "Light My Fire."

Dean.

That was an interesting reaction

I can imagine

Hah. Hahahaha. Yeah, they know God.

Concerning

The bike from the previous episode. Men of Letters tailing them, maybe?

I miss the old plates

Guess so

Wow. That's rough, buddy. What made the change?

Not me, sitting in front of two screens, typing about fake people doing fake things 😭

I can respect that

There we go

Ah

"behavior-enhancing", what does that mean? Anti-depressants?

...that's not concerning at all

But not for too long

I guess it worked

Sacrifices for longevity?

Sam...

Out of context, this probably looks horrible

Dean is confused™

I think Sam is on the better track

Dean.

Don't shoot her, Dean

Huh. Abraham and Elijah. Magda for Magdalene? I wonder what the wife's name is

Oh, don't ruin one of my favorite childhood songs like this

That must be Magda

She's skipping around in the song

Poor girl

Heh.

I don't think it's Lucifer

What is that, a flail?

...are they making her whip herself???

It's not her fault

Kid, get away from there

Spooky

I don't think so

The psychic powers

One of the horseshoes is upside down

...he has the Men of Letters symbol as his background? Seriously?

Nice candle

Dean, no

Yeah, I bet

That is kind of hilarious

Thank goodness they had that conversation

Great, he doesn't have an alibi

Where did they get the Aramaic from?

Well, I may not recognize most of the words, but I know a-do-nay!

Spooky

They were both wrong

Uh oh

Elijah, no

Dang it

I know this song, too

Is it?

You're not the devil, kid

Sam would know

That's not the devil, kiddo

How old is she?

Telekinesis

He hasn't used them in a hot minute

He used to

Hah! Not really

It wasn't on purpose

Oh, Magda...

It wasn't your fault, kiddo

Is this a normal situation?

Definitely not helping!

No, you really don't!

That doesn't sound right

No! No, it doesn't! That's against everything Jesus stood for!

What?

She's a psychopath!

Elijah, no!

Magda, help him!

No. Not even remotely

No!

This is horrifying

Magda, no, please

Thank goodness

Right

Let's hope she's not as psycho

Oh really? What makes you say that, Dean?

It's okay

I hope so

Wow.

Yeah...

Speaking of

Aw. Cute

Liar

Heh. She's got that hunter chic

...I don't think she's gonna make it to California

There's biker guy

Magda, look out!

Oh no...

Ketch?

Those freaking--

[alexbkrieger13]

No lies detected you can actually observe what Magda was saying about the team actually being like a family and being best friends with a direct competitor player case in point how Bayern girlies like Lea and jovi are actually besties while competing for the same position also tuva she gets on well all the fullbacks and you can actually feel it. But at Chelsea I remember Beth getting frustrated whenever she missed an opportunity when she was given a chance and would actually celebrate like she had so much to prove. She was actually there and experienced everything you don’t need to discredit that and believe everything is always rainbow and sunshine 😂.

Remember when she was rooting them vs Barca and they were all praising her

oh yea they're two different teams with two very different cultures it doesn't take a genius to see the Difference and how coming from one to another you're gonna notice.

They truly are some of the most hypocritical stans out there

[wosowrites]

I Can Be Your New Home Part 2 (Jessie Fleming x Reader)

warnings: ⚠️alcoholism⚠️

a/n: pretend your mothers name is hellen 💀💀part 2 of I can be your new Home. here is part 1:

prompt: in which after coffee, jessie goes home with the reader and it’s her turn to comfort the reader about a situation going on in her life.

"Game day tomorrow? How you all feeling?" Magda asked the girls who were out for coffee as you all sat around a round table outside. The London air was crisp and warm and the trees were finally starting to show their fall colours. It was a good time of the year, you loved august.

"You can drop the captain act, Mags." You joked, sipping a flat white. "Maybe I just actually care. Man United is a good team, I want to make sure no one is stressed." She said, smiling at you lightly.

Magda knew you weren’t great with your own emotions, she was always kind to you about it.

"Well I feel like we’re gonna kick some red devil butt." You said, lifting your coffee in the air. "Here here!" Guro echoed in her best, sarcastic british accent.

You all drank your coffee and talked, took teasing pictures of each other, and eventually you told the group you had to go. "Have to have my weekly call with Hell-en." you told the girls. The younger ones laughed, thinking the nickname for your mother was clever, the older girls rolled their eyes, believing you should try to fix your relationship with your mum. "Wait. I’m missing something here. Hell-en?" Jessie asked, confused. "Oh right, you don’t know about her. I’ll explain in the car, want me to drive you home?" You asked Jessie. "Yeah, sure."

She stood up and zipped her coat up before saying bye to the girls and walking towards your car with you. You guys settled into the car, you in the drivers seat. You subconsciously did the one hand on the wheel, and looking back thing to pull out of the driveway. Jessie visibly shivered. "You cold?" You asked her. "Nope. Now tell me what Hell-en means." Jessie asked.

"Helen is my mother. I don’t get along with her. She was deep into the addiction lifestyle by the time I was 10 and was just never really around. A year ago, she called me and told me she wanted to fix our relationship. She asked for one call a week, so I agreed out of the goodness of my heart… that’s a lie it took me two months to agree to an every week call. Anyways, it’s awkward, and long, and I hate it and I’m always in a bad mood after the call, which means that I’m in a bad mood when I go to bed, which means I’m in a bad mood for training or the practice the next day." You told her, eyes on the road. "Ahh, so that explains the reason why once a week you’re such a grump before the games." Jessie laughed. "Yep. That’s it." You smiled.

There was a little silence that was broken by Jessie putting her hand on top of yours who was resting on your thigh. "I’m sorry though. I’m really sorry. You deserved better, you were really young." Jessie said.

You bit the inside of your cheek, a bad habit you had developed, your heart pounding so loudly you were sure could hear. "Your heart is beating fast." Jessie said, almost a whisper. "Yeah. I know." You said quietly, not meeting her eye. The atmosphere was very tense, but not uncomfortable, just full of nerves. "Yours is beating hard too, Jess." You said, switching lanes. Her hand was still on yours. "Yeah. I know."

You had to move your hand to switch gears, it shocked her a bit as the car has been silent for five minutes. She took her hand back, and before you knew it, you had placed yours on her thigh, rubbing your thumb on her skin gently.

"Go to your house." Jessie said, breaking the silence. "What?" You asked, confused. "You said you’re always in a bad mood after the calls. Let me make it better. Call your mum, and i’ll cook for you. We can watch a movie and just chill. I have everything I need for tomorrow in my bag so I can even stay the night. Or I can just get a cab back-" Jessie started saying.

"No! No. You- yes. Yeah you can come to my house and stay over. That’s great. That’s good." You said quickly. Looking over to smile at her and pulling your hand away.

You couldn’t let the undeniable feelings you had for Jessie take over. Not right now.

You quickly took the exit to get off the highway and then made your way into London. You turned onto your street and then parked your car. "You’ve never been here, have you?" You asked Jessie, opening the car door for her. "Nope." She smiled, grabbing her bag. "Well it’s not much but it’s nice. It’s the best home i’ve ever had, easily." You said, not meaning for it to sound as sad as it did. "Well I’m happy you’re letting me see the place." Jessie smiled as you walked into the apartment complex. "Don’t be. I bring a lot of girls back here." You joked, but she didn’t catch it, instead her face scrunched up adorably. "I’m kidding, Jess." You laughed, throwing an arm over her shoulder, causing her to lay her head on your shoulder. "Oh. Good." She said, laughing softly. "Only my mothers have been here. And by my mothers i mean P and Magda." You told her, now on the third floor of the apparement building. "Really? Why?" Jessie asked, following you to the end of the hallway. "I don’t know. I like my personal space I guess. It’s also a little small so not great for gatherings." You told her, putting your key in the door and pushing it open.

Your apartment was really nice. Small, but cozy. Upon entry, to your right, was a kitchen with a marble island. Parallel to the door, there were huge windows exposing the city of London. You had a couch and a TV to the right, and a desk to the left. Farther to the left was the bedroom, with a washroom connecting it. The area was tastefully decorated in white tones, made homey with accents of colours.

"Why am I surprised that it’s not horribly messy?" Jessie laughed, taking over her shoes and her coat. You laughed and took her jacket, hanging it up in the closet. "Well… I don’t know. I guess I am messy at training but I like it clean at home." You said. "Want water?" You asked her. She nodded and you filled up too glasses. "Do you mind if I shower later. We showered at training but is it just me or do the showers there give you the ick?" She said. "No! I get what you mean! Sometimes I feel so dirty after I shower there. Feel free to use it. And anything else. My mums gonna call in about ten." You told her. "Okay. Well I’ll shower while you’re on the call?" Jessie said, making it sound like more of a question. "Yeah. Definitely. Oh there’s clothes in the dresser in case you want something else to wear." You told her with a smile. "And there’s a towel here…" you got one from a closet. "… the conditioner and shampoo are new and-"

"Y/n. It’s okay. I’m good." Jessie said, placing her hand on your stomach gently.

You were taller than her, it was a low bar, but as she stood 5,4, you were about 5,6. "Okay." You breathed out, her touching making you dizzy. "I think your phones ringing." She said, pulling her hand away.

You looked down at the counter, and indeed, the name Hell-en was written on your screen. "Great. Uhm the water warms up quickly, don’t worry."

She nodded and walked towards your room as you answered the call.

"Hey mom." You said, trying your best to give her some kind of enthusiasm. Jessie smiled at you as she closed the bedroom door and you smiled back. "Hey sweetie! How was your day? Big game tomorrow!"

She said the same thing everyday, even when the game wasn’t big.

"It was good. I- well I had training and I went out to get coffee with some of the girls." You told her, sitting up on the counter. You heard the shower turn on. "That’s great. I’m happy you’re happy there." She said gently. "I hear the shower. Is there someone there? A boy?" She asked, hopefully.

You had never come out to her. You never felt the need. You felt as though she didn’t deserve to know you. But everyone knew you were gay, you posted about it on social media, being a big activist for the community and having dated a footballer before. So if she really wanted to know you, she could have just looked it up. "Mom…" you said simply, pinching the bridge of your nose. "Okay! Okay! Actually I have a favour to ask you." Your mother said.

It would be a lie to say you hadn’t been waiting for it. 12 months of talking to your mother on the phone and she hadn’t asked you for anything yet. It was fishy. But you tried your best to be calm and not jump to conclusion. Concentrations on the sound of the shower, the sound they told you that Jessie was right there. "What is it?" You asked her gently. "Listen… I’m in a little financial trouble. Just a small bit! I just need… like… the equivalent of 300 pounds." Your mother said.

You were shocked. The apartment was silent other than the sound of water. "You still there?" Your mom said. "Not for long! Not for fucking long Helen! You call me telling you want to rebuild our relationship! You call me!" You yelled into the phone, not realizing the water had stopped running. "You never wanted a relationship with me! You wanted someone to call in case you ever fuck up again! You wanted somebody to give you cash." The door of the bathroom creaked open. "What is it now? Can’t pay the bills?! Need to bail your drug addict boyfriend out of jail?! TELL ME!" You yelled, tears running down your face and shaking your body.

Jessie was standing in the doorway now, a towel around her and wet hair dripping. She has been alarmed by the yelling. "Honey… I’m just a little short-" Helen started saying. "Save it. Save it. Don’t call me again." You hung up the call and slammed your phone against the counter, back turned away from Jessie.

You heard footsteps and you turned around, seeing Jessie walking towards you. "Y/n…" She said softly, coming up to you and putting her hand on your jaw, using her thumb to wipe your wet cheek.

"I’m sorry. I didn’t want you to see that. That’s not me. I don’t yell." You said, sniffling. "I know you don’t. I know you. It’s okay." She said. "I want to hug you but you’ll get all wet." She laughed.

You laughed and sniffled but didn’t care, pulling her in and hugging her. Her head left a wet spot on your shirt, but you didn’t care. "Go get changed, I need to too." You smiled. She walked back to the washroom and you went to your bedroom. You pulled out a grey hoodie and sweatpants for Jessie and and blue sweatsuit for you. You tossed the clothes to Jessie who changed in the washroom as you changed in your room. "Movie?" You asked.

"Definitely." She said. She sat down on the couch and took the remote, scrolling through netflix as you made coffee in the kitchen. "Any particular movie?" She asked. "Nope, I’m open to anything." You told her, pouring you both a cup. "Oh coffee! Thank god. I love Niahm but every time I go over to her house she gives me tea and I can’t take it anymore." Jessie laughed. You smiled at her and handed her a cup. "So… you and Niahm?" You asked, trying to be subtle. "No! No. We’re just friends. Really." She said quickly. "Oh. Okay." You smiled, looking at the TV. She had picked a movie called Into the Tall Grass. "We should talk about the car. And the call with your mum." Jessie said, her eyes still on you as yours were on the TV.

"Mhm." You said, looking back to Jessie. "My mother wanted money. 300 pounds. I didn’t ask why. It doesn’t matter anyways because she’s not getting it. I’m not digging her out of the hole she dug herself in. No, scratch that. The hood she dug both of us in. I just got myself out of that pit. And it’s not my job to get her out." You told her. She nodded, listening you calmly. "I agree. I don’t want you getting hurt." She said to you, moving closer to you a little. Her legs were crossed on the couch, facing you, and your forearms were resting on your thighs as you leaned forward. "And the car…" you said, leaning backwards and turning your head to look at her. "I think you have a pretty big chokehold on me Fleming." You told her, making her blush. "I think you have one on me." Jessie answered, running a hand through her loose, damp hair. "But I can’t date you. You just moved here. You need to get settled in before we could even try to be together."

"That’s not what I want. I’m settled in. The only thing that feels unsettled is that I haven’t kissed you yet." Jessie said.

Her words caught you off guard. You had never once thought you would hear such bold words from Jessie. "Does it now?" You teased, sitting up and crossing your legs so that you mirrored her position. "Yeah. It feels wrong." She said.

"I don’t know how to be with somebody." You told her, entwining your fingers on the backboard of the couch. "Then we’ll learn together." Jessie said.

You looked into Jessie’s eyes, unfamiliar with the feeling of never wanting too look away. You didn’t think, for once, you let your mind go empty. You got closer to Jessie and pushed her gently down on the couch, your body hovering over hers. You looked at her lips, and then kissed her. Your lips tangling, your hand slipping under her hoodie gently as your other hand held your body up over hers. She moans lightly, the feeling of your cold hand taking her by surprise. "Sorry," you giggled into her mouth. "It’s okay" she laughed, not stopping the kiss.

However when air ran out, you had to move off from on top of her. "Feeling satisfied?" you teased her. She took her turn to push you onto the couch, laying her head onto your chest. "Yeah."

You spent the rest of the night with food, movies, and just talking, until it was 9:00 and you went to sleep, bodies tangled together in your bed, just happy she was with you.