#hi season 12 made me trash again

[happypotato48]

GMMTV 2025 Part 1 Unhinged Tangent Thoughts

Well well well, here we go again. gmmtv the first horseman of the QL apocalypse has grace/curse us again with their presence. surely there would be something worth watching out of this branded trash fire. i will left that one het show out because i don't go there but lol, Nanon really is the last bastion for straight people huh? 🤣

รักแห่งสยาม (The Love of Siam) The Musical : i was 12 when this movie came out so i didn't watched it in theater, only catch it later online when i was in my late teen. tbh i didn't really liked it, i was knee deep in yaoi at that point so i found this movie to be a bit boring. let see how it goes but fornow... no comment.

Dare you to death ไขคดีเป็น เห็นคดีตาย : Eeh, not gonna lie i'm not feeling this one fams. joongdunk doesn't sold me as an actors that could do mystery well. i might be wrong but i'm putting this one for a maybe.

ไหนใครว่าพวกมันไม่ถูกกัน (Head 2 Head) : Only boo! did major disappointed me, and this one seems to be a basic BL so i'm not having much hope. but i still want to see how SeaKeen doing as an growing actors. i'm going to tune in for the first couple EPs then see how it goes.

Burnout Syndrome ภาวะรักคนหมดไฟ : They already got me at Off being naked, and a messy love triangle nonetheless yes plzzzz. glasses guy (i refuse to learn his name) need more workshop, he's too stiff and wooden to sell me on this messy romance he going to has with Gun.

คุณวาฬร้านชำ (Whale Store xoxo) : Its looks cute and i do like LoveMilk. another one in the show up for the couple first EPs pile.

Only Friends : Dream On : or as i dubbed Only Firends 2 These Homosexuals are about to get electrocute boogaloo. i refused to watch Only Friends season one and i will refuse this show again. .... will definitely show up for sex scenes that will get cut up an posts on twitter tho.

That Summer ผมเจอเจ้าชายบนชายหาด : NOPE! next one plz. jk this one seems boring and basic and i hate prince and princess story in thai media. cuz you know the la majeste law is a thing so they are always come from some imagined country and i just don't like that. this one goes to the never to maybe if i hear some buzz pile.

My Romance Scammer รักจริง หลังแต่ง : Sign me the fuck up! let gooo! i'm in a weddings mood and this one has Hot Ohm as a scammer and Dimple Fluke as a dumb himbo whose marriage someone after knowing them for a month. yessss! this show is specifically made for me and i will be seated! Mark and Junior also there i guess.

ความลับในบทเพลงที่บรรเลงไม่รู้จบ (Melody of Secrets) : this show is not really my style but forcebook is forcebook and i'm an easy whore. plus they did ripped my heart out in that ep of PP. i will be watching with caution cause let be real we have no faith in gmmtv to pull this kind of thing off :P

รักครู��ท่าโลกเลย Love you teacher : *a loud voice of thousand people yelling Shame! Shame! in background, me tapping the mic : Perth might pull this one off y'all. LET ME COOK! hear me out hear me out this trailer is the first time that Perth feels like he understood the assignment. he looks grumpy and tired but also really in love with Santa's character. this is the first time that this boy made me feels things and i'm just happy for him. AND LET ME BE CLEAR i never read any age regression fics before in my life so this is not even in my trash turf. but idk, i feels thing and it's fluffy and nice. so i will be watching, plz don't judge me.

MU-TE-LUV โปรดใช้วิจารณญาณในการรักเธอ : uhhhhh i'll watch the kathoeys ep and that's it :P

เปย์รักด้วยแมวเลี้ยง (Cat for Cash) : i'm not a firstkhaotung boyie so idk seems like another basic one. another one to the maybe pile wooo!

Girl Rules กฎหลัก...ห้ามรักเธอ : Only Friends but for the girls, pass.

เปิดเทอมใหม่ หัวใจหัดรัก (Boys in love) : Basic highschool BL with PodPapang as a side in 4 couples show?!!? what sin did i commited huh!? gmmtv why are you doing me dirty like this. i will be watching it for the newbies and PodPapang but i will be holding a grudge the entire time.

ทำนายทายทัพ (My Magic Prophecy) : My babies are back!!! and Sea is swol, my, my. don't know what to think of it yet also wtf with all the tarot and fortune readings did someone at gmmtv is going through a divorce ??. anyway i'm a royal whore so i will be seated for this one.

หมาเห่าเครื่องบิน (A Dog and A Plane) : TAYNEW is back in a bl fucking finally!! this one seems promising with its plot and the comedy seems strong. poon also in this as a hussy and i can't be more stroke for my boy. i'm a bit worry about class disparity again cause the thai name of this show is "A dog barking at a plane" it's idiom that mean a lower class person pursuing someone out of their status. we got burned before with peaceful property so holding out hope that we'll not to going get burn again.

มีสติหน่อยคุณธีร์ (Me and Thee) : Phuwin doing comedy inner monologue?! You son of a bitch i'm in. although Fish upon the sky sucked ass in terms of plot imo it was one of the best BL comedy coming out of thailand in recent years and this show reminded me so much of that. at worst it going to be funny nonsense of a show, so what could possibly go wrong hehe (plz don't fuck this up gmmtv.)

WU : Oh hell no! this show is going to be a bromance i've learned my leason from PP and i will not going there again. its looks cool but i'm not doing it I CAN'T!

จาฤกรติชา (Memoir of Rati) : i'm not fan of period piece but this one seems angsty and queer. and maybe second time's the charm for greatinn. they also uses a cheap trick of Great's oilly naked body to lure us in like the siren song of abs and sadly that worked for me 😅

Ticket To Heaven เด็กชายไม่ไปสวรรค์ : G4 are not in a cutesy BL Wowoh! i really like the trailer for this one. the thai name for this show is "Boys/Boy don't goes to heaven" and it's make me get all the feels. i'm intrigued and excited for this one the most cause this one doesn't feels like a typical gmmtv show and against all odd i will hope they could deliver.

Welp let see, i'm excited for 5 out of what 20 shows?? oohh boy gmmtv really in the we throwing things untill something stick era ain't they. i think i'm in the more hopeful side of people whose has been burned by gmmtv. so i'm really hoping that the more unique shows that they got would actually turn out great cause despite what i've said lately about Thai BL, i'm very passionate about them and want to see them do well. i want to see Thai BL and Thai media in general to be someday be recognized on the global level, and gmmtv with all it woes is still the leading voice in this industry. i want them to learns and grow out of this idol manufacturer mindset, which maybe a wishful thinking but i'm still going to be holding up hope for a better days for Thai BL. any fucking way don't fuck Ticket To Heaven up gmmtv or i will be doing cursing ritual on you!

[somethinginthewayiam]

Oh so horrible

pairing: Chibs Telford x plus-size reader

words: 4437

warnings: there is 18+ content throughout (minors DNI), mentions of death and the loss of a parent, angst

a/n: this chapter follows along to the plot of episodes 12 and 13 of season 6, so be warned for a lot of sadness and angst.

Summary: something is going on but nobody tells you anything. Juice comes to Diosa high off his titts, almost overdosing. Chibs gets tense when you mention Tara and all of a sudden he calls you over to the ice cream shop and they tell you that Jax is about to be arrested...

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Bobby was shot in the shoulder during a job. Chibs couldn’t tell you more but you were taking care of the books alone again as he was getting better. He was up at the cabin, Tara was taking care of him. You offered to help, too, but he told you that he was in good hands and you were more of use at Diosa and CaraCara. You knew that he purposefully did not want you at the cabin so you stayed put.

You tried not to be hurt by it, but you were confused by your feelings. You wished that he trusted you more with the hard stuff, but also realized that he wanted to protect you from it. He had made that abundantly clear.

You were in the office at Diosa when Juice showed up. You didn’t think much of it and kept on working. A little later, Nero asked you to have the office for a little chat with Gemma and you agreed, deciding that you needed a break anyways and walked over to the bar to talk to Lyla.

All of a sudden, one of the new girls, Cynthia, came out running from the rooms in the back.

“Help, please! There’s something wrong with Juice”, she shouted. Nero and Gemma came out of the office and were running towards the rooms, following Cynthia. Lyla and you followed right behind them.

“What happened?”, Nero asked. “I was rubbing him down, asked him to flip over. Next thing I know, he’s on the floor”, Cynthia told him, panicking.

“Jesus, Juice”, Gemma said and got on her knees next to his body. He was laying on the floor, naked, face down. Nero and Gemma tried to wake him up. He was unoriented, almost unable to speak.

“His eyes are pinned”, Nero said after opening one of Juice’s eyes forcefully with his fingers. “What did he take?”, Nero asked Cynthia. “Nothing with me”, she said. “He was pretty high when he came in”, Lyla told them. “Alright, check the trash”, Gemma ordered. Cynthia checked in the room, Lyla went into the bathroom. You still stood in the door of the room, not knowing what to do.

Lyla came out just a few seconds later. “Shit, Oxy”, she said and held up empty packages. “Idiot. How many?”, Gemma asked. “If they were full, six”, Lyla said and handed the packages over to Nero, who had his hand stretched out towards her. “80s, that’s bad”, Nero said and handed the packages back to Lyla.

He and Gemma tried to get Juice fully conscious again. “Should I call 911?”, you asked to help too. “No”, Gemma and Nero said at the same time. They exchanged a look and then sighed.

“Give me the can”, Gemma ordered Cynthia and she handed her the trash can. “If you bite me, I’ll rip your tongue out”, Gemma said to Juice before she pushed her fingers down his throat. You looked away as Juice started to vomit.

You needed to leave the room, you weren’t good with someone else puking. They seemed like they were handling the situation just fine. You rushed over to the office and grabbed your phone. You called Chibs on his recent burner phone. It rang for ages but he didn’t pick up.

You ran your hands through your hair and tried it again right away, but he still didn’t pick up. You threw your phone on the couch, exhaling loudly. That shit with Juice looked bad and it had you a little freaked out. You thought about going back in there but there wasn’t much you could do and Gemma and Nero seemed to have the situation somewhat under control.

You tried to get back to work but it was hard to concentrate. Through the window of the office, you could see that Gemma and Nero sat down at the bar and talked. They looked concerned but it didn’t seem like Juice was fighting for his life in there. Lyla must have stayed with him.

You had finally gotten somewhat of a concentration going when Gemma came into the office. “Hey, Tara needs me up at the cabin and Nero’s busy with Juice. Could you drive to my house and help Wayne with the boys?”, she asked you. “Yeah, sure”, you agreed, happy to get out of here. You wouldn’t have gotten any work done anyways.

She gave you her address as you had never been to her place before. When she handed you that piece of paper, she didn’t let go of the other end. “Did you tell anyone about Juice yet?”, she asked and her tone indicated that the only acceptable answer was No. You shook your head. “Let’s keep it that way. Let me talk to Jax about him, okay? It’s not your place”, she told you. Instead of an answer, you just nodded your head. Her eyes bore into yours for a moment longer before she finally let go of the piece of paper and walked out of the office.

You grabbed your purse and phone. Chibs hadn’t called you back yet so at least there wasn’t any need to lie to him. Just when you left the office, Lyla came back out of the room. “How’ Juice?”, you asked her. “I can’t really say, but so far, he seems okay, considering the circumstances. Nero’s with him now”, she told you. “Gemma asked me to help Wayne with the boys, so I’m out for today”, you explained why you’re leaving. “Are you okay?”, you asked her, motioning at the crowd of customers that was getting bigger. “We’re good here”, she waved off your concern.

 At the house, Wayne was a little surprised to see you there but he was thankful for the company and the help. Taking care of two little kids all on his own was harder than he had thought.

You were in the middle of playing with Abel and some toy blocks at the dining room table when Tara showed up. As she wanted to take the kids for dinner, the conversation between her and Wayne seemed tense. You didn’t know what was going on so you stayed in the background, cleaning up at the table and packing up the toys.

When Tara had left with the boys, you asked Wayne if he was okay. “We’ll see”, he answered. “You better go home now”, he added. Irritated at the whole situation, you got your purse from the kitchen counter and walked out to your car to drive home.

For the rest of the day, you didn’t hear anything from Chibs until he suddenly knocked on your door.

“Hey”, you said as you let him inside. “How’s Bobby?”, you asked and closed the door behind him. “He’s on his way of getting better”, he sighed and took off his kutte. “Tara did a good job”, he added and was on his way over to your couch. “I’m glad to hear that”, you commented and followed him.

“She didn’t say anything when she picked up the boys earlier”, you told him and he suddenly froze in his steps. “She picked up the boys?”, he turned around and looked at you with a serious look on his face. “When? Where?”, he asked you and gripped your upper arms with a tight grip.

“A few hours ago, from Gemma’s”, you told him irritated. “Chibs, you’re hurting me”, you said and tried to shake off his hands. He suddenly let go and put his kutte back on, strutting towards the door. “What’s going on?”, you called after him, but he just left your apartment without saying another word.

 After Chibs had rushed out of your apartment, you had tried to call him several times, but he didn’t pick up. You had no choice but to go to bed although you didn’t get much sleep.

The next day, you tried your best to take it as any other day. In the morning, you drove to the docks and did some work for CaraCara at the office in the warehouse. Things were looking up for the production and quite some new contracts had to be set up and salaries to be managed.

In the afternoon, you checked on Diosa. Juice wasn’t there anymore and neither was Nero. The only thing Lyla could tell you was that Juice had looked way better when he had left this morning and was probably back with the Sons.

Back in the office, you picked up your phone to call Chibs but your finger hovered over the button. You were kind of mad at him for just walking out on you like that last night, no word of explanation. You put your phone back into your purse and continued to work on the contracts you weren’t able to finish yesterday.

 It was past 8 pm when Chibs finally called you. He just asked you to come to the ice cream shop. He didn’t tell you what was going on, just that he needed you to come over. You were a bit reluctant at first, but he sounded very serious and you did not have the heart to just ignore his request.

When you arrived at the shop, you found the Sons and Chucky as well as Abel and Thomas there. After a quick look around, you noticed that two were missing. Jax and Juice.

“Hi, guys”, you said carefully as you entered. Some heads turned towards you, some managing some sort of a half-smile. The mood in the shop was grim.

You walked over to Chibs, who was holding Thomas while sitting at the counter, and kissed him on the forehead. His face was a portrayal of sadness. When you looked at Thomas, you found him sleeping in Chibs’ arms. You carefully caressed his little head.

“Should I take him from you?”, you asked Chibs with a low voice. “No, I just wanna hold the little lad a little longer”, he answered and kept staring ahead.

“You wanna tell me what’s going on?”, you asked the Scotsman and gently pushed a strand of his hair out of his face. “Not now, love”, he mentioned. “Okay”, you nodded and kissed his temple.

You moved on to Bobby, who was sitting in a chair at the table next to Chibs. “Hey, old man”, you lightly squeezed his shoulder as you walked past him. “Hey, doll”, he attempted to look over his shoulder but it was still in a sling.

Tig was sitting in a booth with his white bulldog that he and the guys had rescued from a dog fighting ring. You were greeting him with a kiss on the cheek and sat down at the table next to Bobby.

After a few moments of silence, Bobby told you that Jax was about to get arrested and do time as part of a deal. He’s at home right now saying goodbye to Tara. She would come by later to collect the boys after Jax had gotten taken away.

It was the first time you were about hearing all this. You looked over to Chibs who was looking at you over the head of sleeping Thomas. With a little nod he confirmed what Bobby had just told you.

You looked over at Abel playing with Happy, Rat and Chucky who were trying their best to keep him distracted.

You got up and walked over to Chibs. He looked up at you and you could see the sadness shimmering in his eyes in the form of tears. You cupped his face and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips, lingering for just a moment. Through this, you wanted to tell him that you were there for him, that you would be by his side. When you pulled back, you wiped away a tear that had made its way onto his cheek.

Then you bent over and softly kissed Thomas’ head and stroked his hair. He was still sound asleep in Chibs’ arms. You knew how it felt to be held by these strong arms and how safe it made you feel every time.

You walked over to Abel and caressed his hair, too. “Hey big guy”, you said and sat down on the empty stool next to him. “What are we playing?”, you asked him. You gave Rat a nod that you would take over now and he could take a break.

When you played with Abel, he managed to take your mind off things and lighten your mood a bit.

 After a little while, Abel was asleep in a booth and Happy was sitting with him, Abel's head resting in Happy’s lap. These two had a special bond.

A few minutes ago, Thomas had woken up because he was hungry. You had warmed up a bottle behind the counter and had fed him, sitting in the booth behind Abel’s. Thomas was falling asleep again in your arms, Chibs was sitting next to you, watching Thomas’ eyes getting heavy, having his arm around your shoulder.

Ever since Chibs had come out of his little trance, he made sure not to have too much space between the two of you. He wanted you close and you needed him too. After hearing what was going to happen to Jax and witnessing how much it affected the people around him, it broke your heart as you had gotten close to the club yourself.

It was already very late. Everybody was wondering why Tara hadn't come to pick up the boys yet.

When Bobby called Tara’s phone, he was startled when someone else picked up. You couldn't hear who was on the other end of the call but as you watched Bobby’s face, your heart sank. Unintentionally, you pressed Thomas closer to your chest. You felt Chibs tensing up next to you as he was listening and watching Bobby as well.

Bobby looked over at Chibs while he listened to the person on the other end then his eyes wandered to Thomas and you saw tears forming in his eyes. Your heart started racing.

"Okay, thank you", Bobby said and his voice sounded weak. He nodded at Chibs to come with him. Chibs pressed a quick kiss to your temple and got up from the booth. He followed Bobby out the front door of the shop. Your eyes followed his every move.

As soon as the door had closed behind them, Bobby said something to Chibs. Chibs put his hand on Bobby’s healthy shoulder, leaning forward, letting his head hang low.

Bobby put his hand on the back of Chibs' head and pulled him close, giving him a tight hug. You could clearly see that he was crying, his whole body was shaking.

Your hand came up to your mouth to muffle your sounds as tears started to run down your cheeks.

They stood there for a minute or so before Bobby came back in. Chibs stayed outside, turning his back towards the shop window.

Bobby walked over to Tig at the counter and said something at his ear. Tig's head snapped around, looking at Bobby then over to Abel and then you and Thomas. Then he turned around again, putting his hands on the counter top and hung his head.

You slid out of the booth, careful not to wake up Thomas in your arms, and put him in his baby carrier that was placed on the counter next to Chucky. You walked over to Bobby who looked at you with shimmering eyes.

"What is going on?", you didn't dare to speak louder than a whisper. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Happy coming over as well. Abel was still sleeping on the bench.

Bobby looked at Happy, then you. "Tara is dead. Jax found her at the house", he told you and tears rolled down his cheeks and sunk into his beard.

Your hand shot up to cover your mouth, your eyes got big in shock. Your heart stopped for a second before it started racing at triple the normal speed.

Your other hand clutched to your chest over your heart. "Oh god", you breathed out, your voice shaky.

After Bobby had told everyone, the brave face he had put on started to crumble away. You could see how the shock of what had happened washed over him.

But all you could think about was Chibs. You could see him over Bobby's shoulder still standing in front of the shop window with his back to you. You walked over to the door, opened it and walked the two steps towards him.

"Filip", you said and your voice broke when he looked at you. His eyes were red and tears were streaming down his face.

He pulled you against him, wrapping his arms around you, one of his hands on the back of your head, pressing you against him. Your arms flung around his waist as you buried your face at his chest.

You were both crying as you held each other. What a horrible thing to happen, you couldn't believe it. A new wave of sobs washed over you as you thought about Abel and Thomas. Their mother was dead and their father about to spend the next 10 years in prison. You wrapped your arms a little tighter around Chibs.

You didn't know how long you were standing like this until Bobby came up behind you.

"Chibs, we need to get over there", he said and you slowly let go of Chibs. You reached up and wiped the tears off his face. Then you cupped his face and pulled him down for a kiss.

"Chucky's gonna try to reach Gemma but until she arrives, can you stay with the boys?", Bobby asked you. "Sure", you told him and wiped at your own face.

You waited outside until the Sons had ridden off on their bikes before you got back inside.

"Gemma's not picking up", Chucky told you. "Maybe she heard about Tara and is already there", you thought out loud.

You sat down across from Chucky and exhaled loudly. His eyes were equally red as yours. "They will send her here", Chucky said.

You covered your face with your hands as you leaned on the counter with your elbows, exhaling loudly.

"Y/N", you heard a little voice from behind you. You quickly wiped at your eyes again before you turned around.

"Hey, Abel", you said and picked him up to sit him on your lap. "Where's mommy?", he asked and rubbed at his tired eyes. New tears rushed to your eyes and you had to fight really hard to keep them from spilling onto your cheeks. You had to swallow down the lump that formed in your throat before you were able to answer him.

"She is still with your dad", you said and your voice was a bit raspy from crying. "We're trying to reach your grandma to pick you up", you told him and brushed his hair out of his face.

"Why are your eyes red?", he asked and poked his little finger at your cheek. "Oh, I'm, uhm, tired and then my eyes get red", you explained, feeling Chucky's eyes on you.

Like your words were an order, Abel yawned. "Are you tired, too?", you said and rubbed his back. He just nodded and leaned his head against your chest.

"Alright, those two need some sleep. I'll take them with me to my apartment. You keep trying to reach Gemma. When she answers her phone or shows up here, give her my number and I tell her where to pick them up", you explained to Chucky while getting up from the stool and with Abel on your arms, you walked over to Thomas who was still sleeping in his car seat.

Chucky nodded along to your words and came around the counter to help you.

"Shoot, I don't have a car seat for Abel", you said and looked at the kid in your arms, starting to fall asleep on your shoulder.

"I think we have an old one in the back, I'll go get it", Chucky said and rushed off into the storage room.

With his help, you carried the boys out to your car and he installed the seat. You buckled in Thomas' seat as well and then closed the car door, meeting with Chucky at the driver's door.

"If Chibs shows up again or calls, tell him I took the boys to my place", you told him. "Will do", he nodded and looked like he was tearing up again. You pulled him into a tight hug before you got into your car.

You had to be careful not to start crying again as it impaired your vision when you checked on the boys in your rearview mirror. Their lives had just changed dramatically and they had no idea. Luckily, both boys slept through the whole car ride to your apartment.

You had to wake up Abel though at your arrival, otherwise you didn't know how to get both of them upstairs without going twice and always leaving one kid alone.

"It's just a short elevator ride and then you can go right back to sleep. You're such a big boy, so good", you complimented Abel as you ushered him into your building and over to the elevator. You had the diaper bag hanging on your shoulder and Thomas' car seat on your other arm. In a matter of seconds, you had become a single mother of two, although just for one night.

You let Abel push the buttons of the elevator and a few minutes later, you had finally arrived at your apartment.

Abel seemed wide awake now and Thomas had woken up, too. He needed a diaper change and a bottle. You made a little snack for Abel and let him play with his toys for 15 minutes, then you brought them to your bedroom. It was already past midnight.

You found a music toy that played a lullaby. You put it on your nightstand and let it play. It helped Abel to go to sleep rather quickly.

With the lights turned low, you walked around your bedroom, swaying Thomas in your arms to get him to go to sleep again. It took you another 20 minutes and 5 more plays of the lullaby before he finally went down.

You placed him on the bed next to Abel and put all your pillows around them to keep them from falling out.

On your tiptoes, you walked out and kept the door ajar a few inches as you didn't have a baby phone. You let the light turned on in the hallway as a night light. You didn't know if they needed one, you only remembered that you felt safer with it as a kid.

You got over to the kitchen, cleaned up and collected Abel's toys from the floor and put it back in his little backpack.

You sat down at your little dining table and exhaled loudly, blowing a strand of hair out of your face. Now that you were left with nothing to do but wait, the tears came back to your eyes. Muffling your sobs with your hand, you let yourself feel the grief and pain you felt for Tara, thinking about the two little boys in your bedroom, Jax, how you saw Chibs crying for the first time. It was overwhelming to say the least.

You didn't know how long you sat there until you heard a knock at your door. You jumped up from your seat. It must be Gemma.

You rushed over to your door and opened it. In front of you was Chibs. You were disappointed and relieved. But definitely more relieved.

He immediately saw your red and swollen eyes from crying. He came inside, closed the door and pulled you into a tight hug.

You stood there for a few minutes like this, just holding on to each other.

"Was Gemma here?", he asked as he pulled back from the hug. You rubbed at your eyes to wipe away the new tears.

"No. I told Chucky to give her my number but she hasn't called yet either", you told him. "You haven't found her?", you asked in return.

"No", Chibs denied.

"Where are the boys?", he asked, looking around. "They're sleeping in my bed", you told him and automatically lowered your voice.

Chibs took off his shoes and kutte before he walked over to your bedroom.

"Be careful, it took a while before they went down", you told him as you followed his steps.

He gently pushed the door open a little further and leaned against the door frame. You came up behind him and cuddle up to his back. Then you slipped under his arm and looked at the sleeping boys with his arm around your shoulders.

"We have to sleep on the couch, I don't wanna risk waking them", you whispered. "I can't sleep anyways", he replied in a whispered tone.

You told him to follow you with a nod of your head and he pulled the door almost shut again.

In your living room, you sat down on your couch and he rested next to you. You crawled onto his lap, cuddling up to his chest and putting an arm around his neck.

"Did you say anything to them?", he asked after a little while of silence. "Only that we're having a little slumber party until grandma shows up", you told him.

"And about Tara?", he added. You swallowed. "Back at the shop, Abel asked where Mommy was and I told him that she was with daddy. I didn't know what else to say", you said, your head leaning against his shoulder.

Chibs had started to stroke your hair. "That's fine. I don't know what to say either", he commented.

"Did you see Jax?", you almost didn’t dare to ask. "I did. It was...horrible. Just horrible", he said and you could hear him choking up again.

With your hand, you caressed his cheek, your thumb running along his scar.

You felt the shake if his silent sobs against your body. He turned his head towards you and leaned his cheek against your head, tears running down his face and into your hair.

Your arms snaked around his body and held him a little tighter. Seeing him cry was heart-wrenching. You couldn't help but cry yourself. You wanted to be strong for him as he was always so strong for you. But as Chibs said, it was all just so horrible.

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[fast-moon]

DS9 Season 3 Thoughts

On to Season 3! Last time, the crew made contact with members of the Dominion who told them to stay off their lawn in the Gamma Quadrant. Will Sisko comply?

Probably not, so here we go.

1-2. The Search: Sisko gets a new ship to play with that's better than those wimpy runabouts. All simulations show them losing if the Dominion attacks them, so Sisko figures they can't fare any worse if he just takes the entire senior staff with him to go face the Dominion on their own turf. They all promptly get captured, while Odo has some slime time with his own people, only to discover that they're the Dominion's founders.

3. The House of Quark: Quark kills a guy, is sentenced to marriage.

4. Equilibrium: Dax gets a song stuck in her head, but unfortunately the Shazam servers in the future take a week to return a result. Also, when did they get the Defiant back? Two episodes ago it was trashed and adrift in the Gamma Quadrant. Did the Dominion really let them go back to get it?

5. Second Skin: Kira gets gaslit like a pilot light, ends up with a Car-dad-ssian.

6. The Abandoned: Odo adopts a baby Jem'Hadar, who quickly becomes a violent, angsty teenage Jem'Hadar with an enzyme addiction who runs off to join a gang. Also, is the series trying to set up an Odo/Kira relationship? Almost every episode this season has given them a "moment", and now she's bringing him flowers. Like, it's cute, but I'm still all for Ace Odo and the ability for a female and male-identifying character to have a platonic friendship (I don't count Sisko/Dax because Sisko has made clear that Dax being Curzon is all that's keeping him from hitting on her).

7. Civil Defense: O'Brien decides he wants to try out that "killing everyone by accidentally tripping a hidden deadly security protocol" bit from "Armageddon Game" for real. Gul Dukat tries to gloat, but ends up getting stuck there with them. We still cool, guys?

8. Meridian: An extremely creepy guy pursues Kira in order to make the moderately creepy guy pursuing Dax come across as less creepy by comparison.

9. Defiant: Holy crap, it's Riker! But not that Riker, the cheap transporter accident knockoff Riker from TNG. He's still got a complex about that and thinks stealing the Defiant and blowing up some Cardassians will make everything better.

10. Fascination: This season's bout of crazypox breaks out around the station, this time making everyone fall madly in love with each other. Odo is once again immune, but they seem to be setting up a love triangle between Odo, Kira, and Bareil, which is a damn shame because love triangle stories tend to be terrible and make me hate every character involved, which is extra sucky because Odo and Kira are my two favorites (just not together).

11-12. Past Tense: Sisko, Bashir, and Dax accidentally get transported to... (checks calendar) ... three weeks ago, and are forced to participate in a homeless riot in order to maintain the timeline. Unfortunately, someone had already messed up the timeline, which resulted in there being bulky CRT monitor computers, giant bricks of flip-phones, and shotguns being the terrorist weapon of choice in 2024 (though, to be fair, if they can just keep that last change and stop the proliferation of military-grade semi-automatic rifles to civilians, that would be great).

13. Life Support: Winn wanted to be Kai for the perks, not the responsibility, and literally works a mortally wounded Bareil to death in order to get a peace treaty she can take credit for. Otherwise a fairly poignant episode about when to stop treatment and just let someone go.

14. Heart of Stone: After the death of the hypotenuse of their love triangle last episode, Odo and Kira confess their feelings for each other. But, of course, since Odo is never allowed to have nice things, Kira turns out to be a Changeling who's just here to troll him. #JusticeForOdo.

15. Destiny: Goddamn I hate "prophecy" stories that end with, "Well, if you redefine the meaning of literally every word in that word salad, it ends up vaguely resembling what happened, therefore there must be something to it." No, it was not as the prophecy foretold. Shit just happens and you just twist your vague predictions to accommodate it and then give yourself a pat on the back and demand people take you seriously. Go away.

16. Prophet Motive: The wormhole entities turn the Grand Nagus into a communist, so Quark threatens to annoy them for eternity unless they turn him back.

17. Visionary: O'Brien starts jumping through time, and they figure out every component of his time-skips to the point they can trigger them at will and see the future. And then will likely never utilize this knowledge again. Though the episode really should have ended on O'Brien going to bed, yet another O'Brien popping up, and him just lamenting, "Oh god, NOW what?"

18. Distant Voices: Deep Space Nine presents Inside Out, starring Bashir as Sadness, Dax as Joy, O'Brien as Fear, Kira as Anger, Odo as Disgust, and Garak as Bing-Bong.

19. Through the Looking Glass: Mirror!O'Brien shows up and kidnaps Sisko and takes him back to the universe where everyone is horny all the time. Really hope this doesn't become a recurring thing, since "multiverse" stories that are merely "it's the same people, but they're different!" are rarely compelling.

20. Improbable Cause: Bashir's boyfriend is in trouble again, and this time it's Odo to the rescue. They track down Garak's old boss who offers to let them join a war against the Dominion, and Garak... accepts?

21. The Die is Cast: The Cardassians and Romulans launch an attack on the Dominion, but it was all a trap thanks to a Changeling replacing the Romulan commander. Makes me wonder how many other characters have or will become replaced by Changelings, or if they're going to even bother trying to come up with a way to detect it, since even Odo can't tell and has been fooled twice now.

22. Explorers: A pleasantly low-stakes episode in which Sisko can somehow build an entire functioning spaceship by hand in only three weeks, the flies it to Cardassia just to prove that he can.

23. Family Business: Quark goes home to teach us that the only thing a Ferengi values more than profit is oppressing women, even if doing so causes a massive loss of profit. Also, glad they finally gave a shout-out to how many runabouts they've trashed and the need to get new ones.

24: Shakaar: Winn continues to fail upwards by becoming the presumptive next president due to having no viable opponents and the Bajoran populace getting all their information from BOX News and not realizing she's a piece of shit. So Kira nominates a popular upstart last minute to run against her and actually make her work for it, and Winn cries "coup" and "rigged election" and good fucking god this episode is too prescient. They may have gotten the state of affairs of 2024 wrong in the episode that was literally about 2024, but then accurately predicted them in pretty much all of their Winn episodes.

25. Facets: Dax asks the people closest to her to host her previous lives so that she can talk to them. Including... random girl who had two lines a couple episodes ago who's now acting like she's part of the inner circle. And Odo, who has historically been immune to psychic shenanigans. But the episode continues to exemplify that Curzon was a piece of shit, and that Dax-centric episodes still manage to have nothing to do with Dax herself, but rather her previous incarnations or Trill customs, leaving Dax with still no solid personality or motives three seasons in.

26: The Adversary: Sisko gets promoted to Captain and decides to celebrate by almost starting a war and blowing up the entire senior staff due to bad intel from a Changeling imposter.

Three seasons down, four to go! Bashir is doing a lot better this season, since his womanizing and bragging have been toned way down and he can actually focus on being a doctor. Dax is still just a cardboard cutout there to remind people of the opinions and actions of her previous incarnations, but still have no identity of her own.

And then towards the end of the season they just awkwardly brought in a couple of women simply to be love interests to our crew members who are still lacking a heterosexual partner. At least, I'm assuming what's-her-face who had two lines and hit on Bashir at the beginning of one episode and then was suddenly chummy enough with the senior staff to participate in Dax's memory roulette ritual a few episodes later is supposed to be a love interest for Bashir. Go away, random lady, he already has Garak.

The choice of crew of the Defiant also reminds me of a really, really old Star Trek joke I read as a kid about the "Kirk Maneuver", which is "Kirk knows this is the most dangerous planet in the universe so takes his entire senior staff with him when he beams down". Like, shouldn't there be a separate operations crew for the Defiant so that you don't suddenly lose your entire station leadership if something were to go wrong? But, nope, The Main Characters Do Everything.

[taeswolfie]

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☽︎𝑶𝒎𝒆𝒈𝒂☾︎

Ch.12 - Ch.14

Series Masterlist

Pairing: Stiles Stilinski x fem!Reader

Word count: 3.8k

a/n: I made "intro gifs" for the following seasons and I'm still pretty proud of them so I'm sharing them here as well :)

Y/n sits in one of the chairs near Lydia's hospital room, Stiles' head in her lap. With one hand she gently runs her fingers over his buzzcut hair as he sleeps and plays with her phone in the other. The smiley-face filled 'Get Well!' balloon bobs in the air, its ribbon anchored to his wrist. She looks down at him as he starts to mumble and talk in his sleep. "Oh... Just like that. No, no, you first." His brows raise in surprise. "Me first?" He gets a dopey smile and snickers before it fades and he snores a bit.

Y/n quirks a brow and smirks down at him amusedly. "What are you dreaming?" She muttered to herself.

Mr. Martin comes out of Lydia's room and sees the two teens. Stiles was now kissing air as Y/n carefully took a picture to make fun of him for later. He gets Melissa's attention and points to them. "They've been here all night?" He asked.

"She's been here all weekend and he comes in to keep her company." She responds and he looks at her a bit surprised.

Y/n glances over as a nurse comes near to change out the bag in the trash bin. "You're dirty." Stiles suddenly talks again in his sleep, making the nurse jump a bit. Y/n snickers as he kisses air again and she's mildly tempted to see herself what he's dreaming. She dismisses it though because magic like that is tiring and plus the noise the nurse made woke him. He blinks in a daze. When he sees Y/n smiling at him he hastily sits up, smacking the balloon away when it bumped his face.

"Did you sleep well?" She asked with a slight smirk.

"Uh, y-yeah. Yeah, I did."

She nodded. "That's good."

He nodded and got up, taking the balloon off of his wrist and gave it to her to hold before going around the corner to the vending machine. He yawned as he fished around his pocket for change. Once he made his decision he put the money in and pressed the correct buttons. The machine pushed the Reese's candy forward, but it got caught on the coil. He sighed. He pressed the buttons again yet it wouldn't budge. "Seriously? Come..." He bangs on the glass with his palm to try and shake it off, but still nothing. He shook it a bit with still no results. "Y/n?" He called.

She came around the corner with her brows raised in question. "Yes?"

He pointed to the machine. "Can you help me get that?"

"How?"

"You know, like..." He wiggled his fingers at the machine. "Your cool mind thing you do?"

She squinted her eyes a bit and lowered her voice. "You want me to use magic to get you candy?"

"...Yes?"

She shook her head with a laugh. "No. If you didn't know what I could do you'd have to get it yourself." He deflates a bit. "Aw, don't pout. You're a strong man. You can do it." She smiled and nodded her head to the machine.

"Fine." He looks at it before going up and wrapping his arms around it seemingly trying to lift it. When that doesn't work he puts his hands on top of it and starts shaking it. Although he shakes it too much and it falls forward. He jumps back out of its way and it crashes, the glass shattering.

Y/n at gapes at the scene in front of her. "Stiles!" She whisper yells in shock. He rushes forward to try and get it up. She went to help, but stopped in her tracks when she felt a hand grab her arm. She whipped her head down and caught a glimpse of burned skin, it was gone when she blinked. "What?" She muttered to herself. She couldn't think much of it when Lydia's scream tore through the hallway. "Lydia?" She and Stiles both bolted to her room.

"What the hell was that?" Melissa said as she and Mr. Martin got to the door when the teens did. She opens the door and they all go in, Y/n pushing past everyone and running to the bathroom. The water was still running, but Lydia was nowhere around. Melissa turns the water off. Y/n and Stiles look over at the open window leading to a dark and cold Beacon Hills.

"Naked? As in nude?" Noah asks Melissa after she and Mr. Martin fill him in on what happened.

"I'm pretty sure they mean the same thing, but, yes, as far as we know she left here clothing-optional."

"All right, you checked the whole hospital, right?"

"Every last corner."

"Nothing suspicious?"

"Nothing. She just took off."

He turned to an officer. "All right, let's get an APB out on a 16-year-old redhead. Any other descriptors?"

"5'3'', green eyes." Stiles offered automatically.

"Fair-skinned, and her hair is actually strawberry blonde." Y/n finished.

"Is that right?" Noah asked.

"Yeah." Stiles nodded

"Come here." Noah swiftly grabbed him by the back of the neck and pulled him away, Y/n following. "What the hell are you still doing here?"

"He's here for me." Y/n defended. "He's keeping me company while I've been here for Lydia."

"Providing moral support." Stiles agreed.

"Uh-huh. How 'bout you provide your ass back home, where you should be."

"Okay, I can do that too."

"Yeah." He lets Stiles go. "And you should go and get some rest." He looked pointedly at Y/n.

"I'll try." She nodded and followed the boy. "Did you get it?" She asked and he nodded. Both of them walked down the hall, pointedly ignoring the two workers fixing the broken vending machine. They hop in his Jeep, Scott already waiting for them (and with a new haircut, I might add). Stiles hands Scott the blood stained hospital gown.

"This is the one she was just wearing?" They nod. Scott notices Y/n's tense body language. "I'm not gonna let anyone hurt her. Not again." He assured her.

"Neither will I." She promised, whether it was to herself, to them, to Lydia, or all of the above.

"All right, just shove the thing in your face and let's find her." Stiles said and started the Jeep. "Waow!" He exclaimed when Allison showed up in the headlights.

She went around to Scott's window. "What are you doing here? Someone's gonna see us." Scott gently warned.

"I don't care. She's one of my best friends, and we need to find her before they do."

"I can find her before the cops can."

"How about before my father does?"

"He knows?" Stiles asks.

"Yeah. I just saw him and three other guys leave my house in two SUV's."

"Search party." Scott said.

"No." Y/n shook her head. "Hunting party. Get in." Scott opened his door and she climbed into the back with Y/n. Stiles pulled away from the hospital and drove down the street.

"Aren't you able to do like a tracking spell or something?" Allison asked Y/n.

"It's not that simple. I need something with a personal connection to her. It's the best way to ensure an actual trace, but there's no time to search through her room. And even then it would waste time we don't have."

"What about her blood? That's pretty personal." Stiles offered, Y/n firmly shook her head.

"I don't do that. Blood magic is serious stuff and I'm not ready for that yet. Scent is our best bet right now."

"All right, but if she's actually turning would they actually kill her?" He then asked Allison.

"I don't know. They won't tell me anything. Okay, all they say is, 'we'll talk after Kate's funeral, when the others get here'."

"What others?"

"I don't know, they won't tell me that, either."

"Okay, your family's got some serious communication issues to work on. Scott are we going the right way?" He raised his voice for Scott to hear him over the wind while he hung his head out the window.

He sniffed for a moment. "Take the next right!" He yelled back, and Stiles obeyed. They end up driving all the way to the Hale house, walking up to its dilapidated structure.

"She came here? You sure?"

"Yeah, this is where the scent leads."

"I can smell it too." Y/n affirmed. "But I don't get it. Lydia's never been here. Has she?" She looked at them in question.

"Not with me." Allison denied. Y/n sighed as she and Stiles walked on while Allison stayed a bit back with Scott. "Maybe she came here on instinct, like she was looking for Derek."

"You mean... Looking for an Alpha." Scott said.

"Wolves need a pack, right?"

"Not all of them."

"But would she have been drawn to an Alpha? Is it an instinct to be part of a pack?"

"Yeah, we're- we're stronger in packs."

"Like strength in numbers."

"No, like- like, literally stronger, faster, better in every way."

"That the same for an Alpha?"

He nods. "That'll make Derek stronger too."

Stiles and Y/n had looped back around in their search and Stiles was now looking through the leaves on the ground, spotting a wire when he moved some. "Ooh, hey, look at this." He gently touched the wire as he inspected it. "You see this?" Allison looked back and went over to look too. "I think it's a tripwire."

Y/n's head whipped over to him at that and she saw what he was touching. "Stiles, don't touch-" It's too late as Stiles tugs on the wire, activating the trap that catches Scott by the ankle, hanging him upside down. She sighs with a deadpan look.

"Stiles?" Scott calls.

"Yeah, buddy?" Him and Allison turn around to see Scott's predicament. "Oh."

"Next time you see a tripwire... Don't trip it."

"Yeah, noted."

They all went over to help but Scott stopped them. "Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Someone's coming."

Y/n heard the crunch of leaves under shoes a split second after he said that. "Hide." She urged and pulled the two away out of sight. She takes Stiles' hand when she hears Chris talking.

"Scott?"

"Mr. Argent." Scott responds.

"How are you doing?"

"Good. You know, just hangin' out. Is this one of yours? It's, uh, good. Nice design. Very constricting."

"What are you doing out here Scott?"

"Looking for my friend."

"Ah, that's right. Lydia's in your group now, isn't she?" The three teens peek out from behind the tree to see Chris crouched down in front of Scott. "Part of the clique? Is that the word you use? Or is there another way to put it? Part of your pack?"

"Actually, clique sounds about right to me."

"I hope so. 'Cause I know she's a friend of Allison's, and one special circumstance, such as yourself- one, I can handle. Not two."

"No." Scott whispers.

"Scott, do you know what a hemicorporectomy is?" He suddenly asks. Y/n suddenly tenses, her breath catching for just a moment. The word springs another to mind, one just as awful. Immolation. Death by burning, the way witches are executed by Hunters. Something all witches fear, including Y/n.

"I have a feeling I don't want to."

"It's a medical term for amputating somebody at the waist. Cutting them in half. Takes a tremendous amount of strength to cut through tissue and bone like that." He reaches up and gestures his hand across Scott's stomach in show. "Let's hope a demonstration never becomes necessary." And then he stands up and walks away, the other two Hunters following him.

"You okay?" Allison asks as soon as the coast is clear and the three stand around him again.

"It's just another life-threatening conversation with your dad." Scott jokes lightheartedly.

"Stiles, help me with this." Allison asks as she and Stiles go over to the tripwire mechanism.

Meanwhile Y/n stays with Scott as she looks down at him. "Do you wanna get it, or shall I?" She asks him.

"If you don't mind." She nods and looks up at the wire. Her eyes flash and with a swipe of her finger the wire is cut, letting Scott flip onto his feet. The two by the tree look back at them.

"Thanks." He says to them. "But I think she got it."

"Yeah." Stiles agrees and he and Allison smile at each other in amused surprise.

Scott and Y/n start walking, pausing a moment to look back when the other two haven't moved. "You comin'?" She asks with a smirk. The two supernaturals continue with the two humans rushing to catch up, Stiles having tripped over his feet after her.

...

They hadn't gotten any closer to finding Lydia the night before, forcing them to go home. Stiles had heard something from his dad and he's now informing Y/n and Scott as they walk into school. "She ate the liver?" Scott asked Stiles in confusion.

"No, I didn't say she ate it. I just said it was missing. And you know what? Even if she did, so what? It's the most nutritious part of the body."

"It might not even be Lydia. I didn't feel it in her." Y/n spoke up.

"Just in case she is, we need to think about this."

"I never ate anyone's liver." Scott said.

"Yeah, right, 'cause when it comes to werewolves, you're a real model of self-control." He stops them walking suddenly, "Actually wait- hold on. Y/n, you know about this stuff more than us. What do you think?"

"Well, I only know what's in my grimoire and that's not much either. Seems the only one of my family who had prolonged contact with werewolves was my mother and, from what I could tell, they were born werewolves. Bitten wolves behave a bit differently, like Scott."

Stiles turns to Scott then. "Okay. You're the test case for this, so we should be going over what happened to you."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean like what was going through your mind when you were turning, you know? What were you drawn to?"

"Allison."

"Okay, nothing else? Seriously?"

"Nothing else mattered. But, no, that's good, though, right? 'Cause the night that Lydia was bit, she was with that one guy, right?"

Y/n shook her head. "He ditched her after a while and even then, she was looking for Jackson."

Later Y/n sits next to Stiles, Scott in front of him, in Chemistry while Mr. Harris hands out the pop quiz papers. Stiles leans forward and speaks quietly to Scott and Y/n. "All right, it's causing me severe mental anguish to say this, but he's right."

"I know." Scott muttered.

"What if the next body part she steals is from someone who's still alive?"

"This is a pop quiz, Mr. Stilinski. If I hear your voice again, I may be tempted to give you detention for the rest of your highschool career." Mr. Harris says.

"Can you do that?"

"Stiles." Y/n quietly sighs and closes her eyes. Sometimes she wonders if he even realizes he speaks out loud.

"Well, there it is again. Your voice. Triggering the only impulse I've ever had to strike a student repeatedly and violently." Danny and Jackson quietly laugh at the teacher's remarks. I'd like to strike him repeatedly and violently. Y/n thinks to herself. "I'll see you at 3:00 for detention. You too, Mr. McCall and Ms. L/n?"

"No, sir."

"I'm good." They reply.

...

Stiles boredly looks up at the clock above Mr. Harris, watching the seconds tick by until it's 4. The clock seems to slow when the last few seconds come up. He anxiously watches the hands move. 5... 4... 3... 2... 1. He's quick to snatch up his books only for Mr. Harris to stop him. "Sit."

"Wha- but it's been an hour."

"My detention's an hour and a half."

"You can't do that."

"Oh... But I can. You see, Stiles, since your father was so judicious in his dealings with me, I've decided to make you my personal project for the rest of the semester. You are going to benefit from all the best that strict discipline has to offer. Now... Sit down, before I decide to keep you here all night."

Stiles sighs and reluctantly sits down again, leaning his head on his folded arms, and Mr. Harris continues with his work. Stiles opened his eyes when he felt something in his hand, looking up to see a folded piece of paper, the remnants of magic fading into the air. He looked up at Mr. Harris to make sure he wasn't looking before opening it up, smiling at the familiar handwriting inside.

It's just 30 minutes, you can do this. I'm right outside waiting for you <3 and if it makes you feel better, I can put bugs in his coffee or something ;) - Y/n

He smiles at the note and carefully puts it into his pocket. Y/n smiles as she sits by the classroom door with her back against the wall.

...

Scott crouches behind a large gravestone with an angel statue, trying to keep out of sight of Allison's family so he can be there for her for Kate's funeral. A boy from school named Matt had taken some pictures of Allison when an older man took his camera. Two men who looked like bodyguards stood behind him. He examines the camera as the crowd murmurs and Matt looks at him.

"This looks expensive." The man comments.

"Yeah, 900 bucks." Matt says.

The man takes out the memory card and holds it up. "And how expensive is this?" Matt shakes his head and then sighs as the man snaps the card in half, letting it drop to the ground before handing the camera back. Matt walks away. The man goes over to the Argents and greets Chris. "Christopher."

"Gerard." Chris greets as they hug.

He goes over to where Victoria and Allison are sitting, Victoria standing to greet Gerard. "I'm so sorry." She says and sits back down. Then he looks at Allison. Stiles stumbles to the ground behind Scott, Y/n shaking her head at him before crouching with them, and together they watch.

"Do you remember me?" Gerard asks Allison. After a moment Allison nods a bit.

"Who the hell is that?" Stiles asks. The three duck back just as Gerard looks in their direction.

"He's definitely an Argent." Scott says. They carefully peek back around.

"Considering I haven't seen you since you were three, I don't suppose I can assume you'd call me grandpa. So if it's comfortable, call me Gerard for the time being. But I prefer grandpa." He smiles at her and takes a seat. Allison looks over to their hiding spot and Scott waves to her. She returns it with a tight smile before looking away.

"Hey, you know, maybe they're just here for the funeral." Stiles muses. "I mean, what if they're the non-Hunting side of the family? There could be non-Hunting Argents. It's possible, right?"

"No." Y/n says. She can tell just from the way he holds himself. This man is a Hunter, one who will take any chance to hunt if the opportunity is given. "They're reinforcements."

Suddenly Scott and Stiles are grabbed by the collar of their clothes, Y/n quickly standing to see Noah is the one who caught them. "Ah. The three of you. Unbelievable. Pick up my tie." He lets Stiles have some slack to grab the article.

"Got it. Sorry. I know, I'm supposed to ask." Stiles apologizes as he leads the two boys away, Y/n following behind them.

They get put in the back of the police car, Y/n squished between the boys. The radio statics to life. "4-1-5 Adam." A male voice says.

"I didn't copy that. Did you say 4-1-5 Adam?" Noah responds into the receiver.

"Disturbance in a car." Stiles whispers to them.

"They were taking a heart attack victim DOA. But on the way to the hospital, something hit 'em."

"What... Hit the ambulance?"

"Copy that. I'm standing in front of it right now. Something got in the back. There's blood everywhere. And I mean everywhere." The teens perk up at this.

"All right, unit 4, what's your 20?"

"Route 5 and post. I swear, I've never seen anything like this."

"All right, take it easy. I'm on my way." He puts up the radio. "Now, as for you three-" He cuts himself off when he turns around and sees the teens no longer there, the door left open from where they made their getaway.

...

The three slowly and quietly creep through the dark and trees as they come upon the road, laying on the ground and looking at the ambulance a bit a ways off. "What the hell is Lydia doing?" Stiles wonders.

"I don't know." Scott says. The back of the vehicle is open wide, giving view to the bloodied walls and body inside.

"What kept you from doing that, was it Allison?"

"I hope so."

"Do you need to get closer?"

Scott scents the air and shakes his head a little. "No, I got it."

Y/n also sniffs at the air, picking up the scent, but something was off. "There's something not right here." She says with a furrowed brow. "The scent is just... It's not right." She sighs in frustration. "I can't explain why, but it just is. I just... I need to find her." She frowns in worry for her friend.

"Y/n." Scott put a hand on her shoulder and when she looked at him he gave her a reassuring look. "We will find her." She nods and he takes off, following the scent into the woods, only to find a homeless werewolf, an Omega. He unfortunately has to witness the hemicorporectomy performed by Gerard as Derek holds him back to keep him safe.

Y/n and Stiles stand on the road now, Noah standing in front of them and talking. Y/n couldn't focus on what was being said. The world faded a bit for her. Her eyes looked blankly at the ground. A voice drifted in the back of her mind. Someone calling to her? Suddenly her head snapped up and she looked to the side just as a figure stepped into the lights of the vehicles.

"Lydia?" She breathed in shock. Lydia stood there looking around for a moment, leaves caught in her messy hair. "Lydia!" Y/n ran to her friend, pulling off her coat and helping Lydia put it on. The poor girl was shivering. She pulled Lydia into her arms, subtly channeling some warmth into the embrace to help Lydia warm up a bit more.

Y/n looked at Stiles over her shoulder. He was just as surprised as she was at Lydia's sudden appearance. When he met her eyes she could see the question in them that was running through her own mind.

What the hell happened?

Ch.14

[conduitandconjurer]

hi, i'd like your thouhts on something please. i was confused by klaus's "sole of the feet" comment in ep1 of season 4 so i googled it and found out it's a meditation practice. specifically, it's a parctice for "controlling the urge to be physically or verbally aggressive", and apparently taught to children with control issues.

very interesting, especially after the whole conversation between klaus and stanley in season 3. but it's kind of weird to have this be the practice he references in this particular situation? i would have expected something to help with anxiety, not with aggression...

Well first of all: https://www.tumblr.com/merrilark/759809595878277120?source=share ( just in case you needed this <3 )

That said,

Klaus's hardships always seem to at least partially be the brunt of jokes, and I think the line was (again at least partially) humor about how someone in the modern world (who CAN die) has to show the restraint not to kill other people who are rude abnd gross and reckless and germy (especially from a hypochondriac's perspective...although don't get me started on the "germaphobe" thing....).

I think it's always wise to assume that Klaus is an unreliable narrator, and has an unrealistically negative perception of himself. Yes, he is flawed, but his "fuckin' Mariana Trench" sense of self-worth takes it to an extreme, and therefore sees ANY real potential bad behavior on his part as a logical supposition: OR prediction. Everything from self-deprecating jokes about being "sexy trash" when called upon to be courageous (even though he indeed was, subsequently, courageous), to his belief that he only has value through the lens of his abusive father's expectations (bus ball, even when he recognizes that Reginald is a "terrible father!!!!", need I say more?), to his belief that Dave Katz was the ONLY person he'd ever "loved more than himself" (despite every single piece of evidence to the contrary, when it comes to his family, even during the times they aren't doing a great job reciprocating), proves this. So anything Klaus says or does in response to the kind of person HE thinks he is, has to be viewed from that perspective.

As the audience, we're meant to pity and sympathize with him, and feel the pathos of wanting him to be kinder to himself. But fans bring their own baggage to the screen, and they sometimes only relate to Klaus at rock-bottom (and that's fine, if it's cathartic for them, it's entirely valid) so they tend to accept his negative self-view as objectively true: as fact. It's comforting to see your struggles represented in a proxy fictional self (especially if you the viewer are ALSO too hard on your own self-image), and sometimes that means fanon is going to reflect a different Klaus than canon intended: a Klaus who really might lash out in violence after years of unresolved or even exacerbated trauma (this is not what I think you're doing, by the way, but the prevalence of fanon about a Klaus who never gets clean and is clownishly pathetic is certainly fed by scenes like the one you're asking about, and sometimes I think that's the writers placating fanon, which...IIII don't think is ever a good idea, but I digress).

What could have made Klaus, who is avoidant and passive to a fault, and on the positive side, gentle and nonjudgmental, believe he could ever be capable of physical violence toward another person? He's just been robbed of his powers. He has a complicated relationship with them, because they gave him a form of invincibility, but also opened him up to be exploited. Suddenly the world is terrifying, but also, he is released of the torment of ghosts everywhere and the BOUNDARIES between life and afterlife being blurred. Therefore, maintaining BOUNDARIES is crucial to Klaus, even if they might seem unnecessary. Harming someone else would trap him back in a cycle of self and other harm, guilt and debt. It's worth noting that this ties in with the AA 12 step program, in settling debts and claiming accountability, and we know from a deleted scene that Klaus wants to avoid more than one fall off the wagon in s4. And honestly, self-control isn't solely meant to avoid aggression to others.

What about how this has been brought up before, with Stan, in the white buffalo room, in s3 (lol sounds like I'm playing Clue)? See above. I posted from a clinical perspective about why Klaus wouldn't have Oppositional Defiant Disorder (ODD), but rather unmedicated ADHD and C-PTSD, which demonstrate similar patterns of "acting-out" behavior, but for VERY different reasons. I'll look for that post in a bit, it's a couple years old. Yes, stealing, sneaking out, and lighting shit on fire are typical ODD behaviors, but a) this particular class of developmental disorders is controversial for a number of valid reasons, and b) kids with buckets of severe ongoing trauma tied inextricably to where they live and who is raising them are also gonna light shit their abusers own on fire, sneak out, and steal things for the drugs that help them endure something otherwise unendurable.

Those are my initial thoughts at least! <3

[hughungrybear]

Me watching Only Friends Final EP (12):

1. Ray-Sand-Boeing gives me possible throuple vibes 😂 However, with Ray's questions, I don't think he'll be truly down with it (Even after all his teasing that he would not mind a threesome).

2. Sand, your indecision putting you in that spot. You are not being fair to anyone, especially with Ray. And here, I thought Ray is the trash one.

3. Mew, don't ask Cheum for any relationship-related advice. I said it before, but that girl is a hopeless romantic idiot.

4. Oooh, Ray is never going to give up Sand to Boeing now.

5. Cheum, why the fvck do you care? You are still an idiot. I can't believe at the end of this all, I'm symphatizing with the self-professed a**hole, Boston.

6. The change in Top seems rather sudden and excessive. I really want to see the uncut version just to make sense of it all. Cross fingers P'Jojo will do it for the DVD version.

7. Boston and Nick 😌. I guess, all the sweetness is due to having a literal deadline to their relationship.

8. Yeah, Ray is the kind of crazy that no one would want to mess with. It also does not hurt that he came from a rich and powerful family that consequences to his actions almost mean nothing to him (I mean, he is even slightly enjoying his "punishment"/social work with kids). Boeing messed with the wrong crazy 😂

9. Top and Ray. Both are crazy rich (former) a**holes. It's a match made in bff heaven 😅😅😅

10. Boeing, dude, there are plenty of fishes in the ocean. Go pick unattached ones LOL. Preferably far away from this friend group 😂😂😂😂

11. Oh. My. Gawd. Boston, what the fvck are you doing? I guess, he is just allergic to monogamy. I just wished he didn't promised Nick he'll temporarily commit.

12. Yeah, Nick. Listen to Sand. If open relatioships is not your thing, then Boston is just not for you. Let him go. Try Daddy Dan instead. 😅

13. This might be the most awkward New Year's Eve party ever with half the group slept with each other at some point 😅 Also, playing Truth or Dare with this group is probably a recipe for disaster.

14. So, I guess this means Nick accepts whatever Boston can give 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

15. I saw that movie (Begin Again starring Keira Knightley and Mark Ruffalo)!!! 10 out of 10 would highly recommend. 👍👍👍👍

16. For a moment, I thought Boston would be giving Nick a plane ticket to New York. But I think this outcome is for the best. Nick should really love himself more than Boston (or anyone, for that matter). And Boston should stop making promises he could never keep.

17. Fire alarm killing the mood and bringing Top's old trauma. I guess, this is to bring things into full circle. Although, I don't believe this scene is necessary. P'Jojo could have cut this one and retain the scenes where Top's transformation began 😐

18. Mummy Yo and Daddy Plug giving their blessing to their adopted children 😂

Ah, so that's where Mixx came in 😂😂😂 And no, as much as I enjoyed this series, I really don't want a season 2. It's not good for my heart. Or sanity 😅😅😅😅

[middletone]

Introduction Post

Spring – Year 1: Week 1- Week 2 - Week 3 - Week 4

Summer – Year 1: Week 1- Week 2 - Week 3 - Week 4

Current Goals:

Fast-track Blue Chickens

Fishing Level 10

Weekly Summary: Leander’s connection with the Valley grows! The Valley saw fit to gift our farmer with a Track Jacket, which was graciously accepted even if the color clashes slightly with Leander’s hair. Once again the Fae saw fit to bless the crops of Aurora Fields, allowing for an additional round of crops before strawberry season.

Though we were unable to defeated Abigail at the Egg Festival, Leander can take solace in other victories. Through perseverance & Willy’s guidance Leander has all but mastered the art of fishing, now being able to harvest roe from some of his catches.

A week of gentle progression and small accomplishments.

Daily summary & donation checklists under the cut; mod list in the Introduction post.

Day 08:

Spent most of the day clearing the farm as it was a bad luck day

Found a Track Jacket in a tree; not sure it fits Leander’s vibe since it’s like creamsicle orange, but it’s like… illegal? to not wear shirts you find randomly??? Maybe it’ll grow on me

Egg for Shane

Completed the Linus trash cut scene.

Not applicable here, but as an aside: This is like the worst cut scene to get in multiplayer because it triggers so late in the day and time doesn’t stop in COOP. You can’t just skip it since your decision affects Friendship with Linus & I almost always end up passing out lol

Cleared Cindersap Forest before heading to bed

Day 09:

Cleared trees near coop so seeds wouldn’t drop in grass growing area

Cracked 3 geodes: 2 rocks & a Limestone; lackluster finds, thanks Clint

Made donations to the Museum & Community Center

The 200 Fiber for the Forest bundle is tough since weeds don’t always have drops. I only just managed to get enough after clearing Cindersap Woods and most of the farm

Still better than the Sticky bundle

Cleared some of the farm before heading to bed

Received a visit from the Fairy! That’s twice in 9 days‽ Truly we have been blessed by the Valley

Day 10:

Received the Furnace Blueprint from Clint; this will be useful eventually

Spent the day fishing; treasure: magma geode, rice shoots

Kept the “art o’ fishing” alive by catching 2 largemouth bass for Willy

Gave Vincent cookies for his birthday

Received 12 carrot seeds from Mayor Lewis’ ticket machine

Did some foraging before heading to bed

Hit Farming level 2 & Fishing level 7

Day 11:

Found & returned Robin’s axe

Spent the day fishing; treasure: iron ore, deluxe bait, bait, diamond, fire quartz

Cleared some of the farm before heading to bed

Hit Foraging level 3

Day 12:

Nothing good at the Traveling Cart

Wanted a book from the Bookseller, but was unable to gather enough funds (books are expensive!)

Spent the day fishing; treasure: Bone Flute, Rusty Cog, gold ore, geodes

Fished up & read Jewels of the Sea; fishing chests now have a chance to yield roe

Foraged some before heading to bed

Hit Fishing level 8

Day 13:

Prepared for strawberries! Felt comfortable committing to 60 bushes with our basic watering can and unincreased energy bar

Egg Festival! Purchased my strawberry seeds, a decorative banner, & a seasonal plant. Found 8 eggs and was, therefore, unable to defeat Abigail; we’ll get her next year

Planted and finished watering our strawberries before heading to bed; 20 planted with Speed-Gro from the Community Center & another 40 without

Day 14:

Did not have enough funds to purchase the book I wanted from the Traveling Cart

Gave Haley a daffodil for her birthday

Egg for Shane

Spent the day fishing; treasure: Amphibian Fossil, fish roe

Cleared some of the farm before heading to bed

Donations:

Community Center - Crafts Room 1/6:

4/4 Spring Foraging: Wild Horseradish, Daffodil, Leek, Spring Onion

0/3 Summer Foraging: Grape, Spice Berry, Sweet Pea

0/4 Fall Foraging: Common Mushroom, Wild Plum, Hazelnut, Blackberry

0/4 Winter Foraging: Crystal Fruit, Snow Yam, Crocus, Holly

1/5 Exotic Foraging: Coconut, Cactus Fruit, Cave Carrot, Red Mushroom, Purple Mushroom, Maple Syrup, Oak Resin, Pine Tar, Morel

2/3 Forest: Moss (10), Fiber (200), Maple Seed (10)

Community Center - Pantry 1/6:

4/4 Spring Crops: Parsnip, Green Bean, Cauliflower, Potato

0/4 Summer Crops: Hot Pepper, Blueberry, Melon, Summer Squash

0/4 Fall Crops: Corn, Eggplant, Pumpkin, Yam

0/1 Rare Crops: Ancient Fruit, Sweet Gem Berry

2/4 Garden: Tulip, Summer Spangle, Fairy Rose, Blue Jazz, Sunflower

0/4 Brewer’s: Mead, Wine, Juice, Pale Ale, Green Tea

Community Center - Fish Tank 0/6:

2/4 River Fish: Sunfish, Catfish, Shad, Tiger Trout

3/4 Lake Fish: Largemouth Bass, Carp, Bullhead, Sturgeon

1/4 Ocean Fish: Sardine, Tuna, Red Snapper, Tilapia

2/3 Night Fishing: Walleye, Bream, Eel

2/5 Crab Pot: Lobster, Crayfish, Crab, Cockle, Mussel, Shrimp, Snail, Periwinkle, Oyster, Clam

0/2 Master Fisher’s: Lava Eel, Scorpion Carp, Octopus, Blobfish

Community Center - Boiler Room 0/3:

0/4 Geologist’s: Quartz, Earth Crystal, Frozen Tear, Fire Quartz

0/5 Treasure Hunter’s: Amethyst, Topaz, Emerald, Diamond, Ruby, Aquamarine

0/3 Engineer’s: Iridium Ore, Battery Pack, Refined Quartz (5)

Museum - Artifacts 3/42:

Dwarf Scroll I, Dwarf Scroll II, Dwarf Scroll III, Dwarf Scroll IV, Chipped Amphora, Arrowhead, Ancient Doll, Elvish Jewelry, Chewing Stick, Ornamental Fan, Dinosaur Egg, Rare Disc, Ancient Sword, Rusty Spoon, Rusty Spur, Rusty Cog, Chicken Statue, Ancient Seed, Prehistoric Tool, Dried Starfish, Anchor, Glass Shards, Bone Flute, Prehistoric Handaxe, Dwarvish Helm, Dwarf Gadget, Ancient Drum, Golden Mask, Golden Relic, Strange Doll, Prehistoric Scapula, Prehistoric Tibia, Prehistoric Skull, Skeletal Hand, Prehistoric Rib, Prehistoric Vertebra, Skeletal Tail, Nautilus Fossil, Amphibian Fossil, Palm Fossil, Trilobite

Museum – Minerals 1/53:

Emerald, Aquamarine, Ruby, Amethyst, Topaz, Jade, Diamond, Prismatic Shard, Quartz, Fire Quartz, Frozen Tear, Earth Crystal, Alamite, Bixite, Baryte, Aerinite, Calcite, Dolomite, Esperite, Fluorapatite, Geminite, Helvite, Jamborite, Jagoite, Kyanite, Lunarite, Malachite, Neptunite, Lemon Stone, Nekoite, Orpiment, Petrified Slime, Thunder Egg, Pyrite, Ocean Stone, Ghost Crystal, Tigerseye, Jasper, Opal, Fire Opal, Celestine, Marble, Sandstone, Granite, Basalt, Limestone, Soapstone, Hematite, Mudstone, Obsidian, Slate, Fairy Stone, Star Shards

[garbagefarm]

Mutucule Farm #12

2023-03-10, Session #12 for Mutucule Farm, Winter 22 Year 1 through Spring 7 Year 2

cast:

Me (@mothmute)

Belle (@snacco​)

Cam (@amanitaspore​)

Erin (@salamand3rin​)

Highlights include, but are not limited to:

Cam decides he wants to keep some sheep sometime

Personally, I’m looking forward to getting a slutch and doing some slusbrandry

Erin forgot about my hat*, and was immediately disappointed

* - legally not a hat

I’m gonna pan for gold, a thing I actually bother doing, and a valuable and important mechanic in the game

(Pompkin makes his tail get big at the sight of it)

I use only the freshest egg to make Belle a chocolate cake (my egg reserves are off-limits)

Erin made some comment about needing hard wood (I don’t remember the full context)

We all agree that fitness is very important

Copper watering can! A can, for watering copper.

We have two choices for quests. One of them is for bones.

“you got me reading the locked tomb”

We all had a lovely time in the bone mines together! We all survived!

oh shit oh shit oh shit phew

Belle and Cam survived the bones, but died of the tired sleepy.

Oh hey, Robin made a bed, aaand Demetrius is being a smartass about it

“Yea”

Putting the bones in the bone chest ribcage

Deluxe barn!

Boneless skinless dungeon floor

Starmas!

Harvey is grateful there weren’t any medical emergencies. uhhh, didn’t we fuckin’ die a few times?

Belle gets a gift from Willy!

Cam gets a gift from Shane!

Erin gets a gift from Clint!

I get a gift from ... Willy again? Why’d he get two?

It’s nice of Robin to invite us to sit with her at the feast, but the chairs are all decorative. Can’t sit on ‘em.

Anyway, thanks for the gifts, we’re just gonna walk out on the “feast” part of the “feast of the winter star”— seeya!

Pompkin in my bed

“you shouldn’t have said anything”

IT WAS AN AMBUSH

Cam finally gets level 1 farming!! Yay!!

Artifact spot contains bones, a promising bone omen, or bomen

(everybody insists that “bomen” is actually a job)

I’m not gloating about how many bones I’m finding, just ... show-boning

“Peloton town”

Delicious secret notes, full of essential inks

Belle follows a secret note’s instructions to go into the woods in the dead of night to meet a bear

We hit the bone quota!!

Somewhere along the way, I pick up ... The Slammer. I’ve got better, so I hand it off to Belle, who immediately uses it to menace Cam.

borat voice: my wine

(nobody liked this, everybody got a negative moodlet)

Sheep named Buckle!

Cool pig day! Also, pig day!!

Pig name: Officer

Belle upgrades her backpack, giving us the best possible amount of money. (See gallery)

Last day of the season, I pick up a plush junimo.

Winter is over!!

Fella and Pompkin hang out together (see gallery)

Belle asks why my light radius is so big. I’m not glow-ting, but I’ve got multiple glow rings!

Secret note directs me to an ornate necklace. It’s still wet.

Heart event with Emily (Birds)

At some point, my bride-to-be (Penny) caught me digging through the trash! I’ve gotta make it up to her by giving her diamonds. People’ll excuse anything if you give them enough diamonds.

Penny sends me a note to meet her at the bathhouse after dark......

Pale ale for Pam is up, gonna drop it off in everybody’s chests

Cam’s chest overfloweth

Abigail’s mom will never know (about the necklace. It’s still wet.)

Big potato quest!

Belle does not like my potato field

Cam requests my strange buns 😘

(uses it to make a shirt for Belle)

I’ve got a hot date!

Hey, why does penny have a shadow or reflection in the bathhouse, and I don’t?

We agree to stop planting trees in the Beach Farm’s limited splash zone.

We don’t need 200+ common mushrooms, I’m gonna sell ‘em. That’s hog money!

Pigs are pricy, but they’ll pull their own weight. And sometimes a smuggler merchant cart, too!

Second pig: Detective

Emily requests an apricôt (the t is silent)

Mature single trees in your area!

“they have a root system!”

not anymore they don’t 😏

RIP Belle, died to skulls

lost The Slammer!! has to ask Marlon to get it back

Cam surprises me with a trash can shirt! ... but it’s a tank top.

Somebody put a Joja sign in my house??

I am not a corporate shill!

(I don’t need to shill for the cool, refreshing taste of Joja cola)

TO-DO:

Potatoes!

Expanded bees?

Backpack + Tool upgrades

Taller barn? Taller coop?

More pigs!!

Fences for the creatures?

house upgrades

Rainy day... (and 5,000g) (each)

fashion!!

oh right, bundles are still a thing

Iridium Sprinklers

... egg?

Link to photo gallery post!

[pbandjesse]

Jess is here!! It's so nice to have her sleeping in the living room. Today had so many parts. It was a good day.

I slept alright last night. Falling asleep felt rough but didn't take to long. Waking up was not fun but I was alright, just tired.

James was there. I love them so much. They got us in the car on time and had little shorts on and got me breakfast. They are the best.

We got to the market after picking up breakfast and it was a pretty easy set up. I was just tired and it was hot. There would be a nice break at some points but when there was no breeze the heat sucked.

It was surprisingly busy. Like really busy. Me and Ann decided it was because it was going to be hotter, and also raining, later.

But this did not transfer into sales. This was my worst day this season, only selling one keychain for $10. And I know some of it is I was tired and sitting, sitting never leads to good sales. But I did stand a lot of the time!! I was sewing, finishing 3 bears. And getting fluffies literally everywhere.

There was some drama. A vender blocking everyone with their car and being annoyed when they were asked to move. Our community interest was trying to get a bill on the ballot about giving people who just had new babies $1000 to act as poverty prevention. And a terrible old bitch yelled in the nice girls face!! About immigrants for some reason?? Just a horrible bitch. I told on her to Ann and she followed her out so she could yell at them again. It was bizarre. And upset me.

We also had the jazz band. And me and James got a bunch of baked goods. Which I would eat to much of later and hurt my belly. But it's fine. They were good. The music was a little loud but at least it was good music.

I was a little discouraged by my bad sales but I also was to tired to really care. Bob came out to talk to me and I made him laugh really big when I explained about my arthritis and that my body is a disaster. When I said that he threw his head back laughing.

It would start storming really bad though right after noon. I felt terrible for the people in the parking lot. The rain would start blowing sideways and came right onto my table. I went out and stood in it to cool down and brought the trash cans in so they didn't get full of water. Which Stanley thanked me for.

I did get my feelings hurt though. I got my blood results in and I compared them to last month and the normal range on the papers, my liver numbers went from 138 to 48 (normal being 35 so we're getting closer), but my glucose was at 113. Which puts me in a prediabetic range. Which really really worried me. So I was like okay what do you eat to help with reversing prediabetes and it's apparently low carb. Which sucks because I love carbs. But I got my feelings hurt when I filled out a thing to get tailored menus needed height and weight and stuff and when I put that in it came up with big red letters that I was extremely obese and needed to lose 12lbs a month and I was just so sad. I don't feel extremely obese. Like. I feel pretty good overall. I would like to get back down to my healthiest weight, but I just felt so sad being called that, even if it was just a website.

In the camp group chat there was a complaint I didn't give them glue or scissors for their banners. And I was just like. None of you returned them, I gave you 12 scissors and now they are gone. I then said that CJ was allowed to go get some from my building but only CJ. She would text me privately and said she was able to find scissors in the office and would only take glue. Which was fine! I really don't mind giving them all materials but if they are never going to return them I'm gonna leave stuff out every time. Next time it's markers because my crappier markers are now basically all gone. I hate how wasteful some of them are. Just no regard for keeping materials for as long as they can be used. They aren't one time use guys! Ugh.

I would finished up the day very glad to go home. The rain has left and it was just really hot again. I loaded up the car. Went in to hug James. And headed home.

Jess has just told me that she had left her house and was heading to me. Which was excellent. I told her I would go home and sleep for an hour. And I did just that.

When I got back here I fixed the air conditioner since James installed the living room one this morning. I got my quilting board to put in the gap next to it and covered it with fabric. And would try to pin more things in the other windows. It still struggled to get cool in here which made me annoyed.

I would spend a few minutes cloroxing surfaces and then vacuuming a bunch. Just so much cat hair.

I took a quick shower and went to lay down.

It wouldn't be as long of a nap as I wanted but it was still good. But when my alarm went off at 330 I had a text form Jess 6 minutes before that she was 15 minutes away.

And it was almost dead on with her texting me her arrival 8 minutes later. It took me a second to get dressed again and try to shake off how woozy I was. But it wouldn't shake off and it was so bright and hot outside. I was not happy about this. But I was happy to see her. I stood in the shade across the street until she came over.

We went upstairs and we ate the chips and guacamole I got us. We opened our calico critters blind bags. I added my new little babies (I got Katie who was what I wanted, and the special mystery one which was a mouse with an afro??) And she caught me up on stuff. I wanted a full photo tour of her new house and she even had a hand drawn floor plan. It really seems so wonderful and I'm so happy for her. There is work to be done but it's so exciting. I'm going in August to see it and help her. I'm nervous!! My best friends first house!! So stinking cool.

James would come home soon and get details bout the house and how the mortgage process is going and she gave us some tips and advice. And I showed her the area were looking and some houses we've liked. I also filled her in on camp drama and all that nonsense. Which she was shocked about, not all of it but some of it is truly wild.

James was doing laundry. And we decided that at 630 we would go to R house. I put on the romper outfit seen above, which I loved and felt so cool in. Layering the striped tank top under was such a good move. And we would head out.

I introduced Jess to Hot Mulligan and she immediately, almost after the first note, started laughing and was like why does this sound like every song I know but I've never heard it before. We have agreed it sounds like being 15 again.

James drove us to R house. There was a free library box and I got a Richard Scarry book and one about knitting. That one is written in such a lovely style. And it was a Christmas gift from 1972, and also had a hand written pattern in the back!! I may never actually use the patterns in the book but I love that it exists and I think I'll actually read it just because I love how it's written so much.

Funny enough we all decided to try the new Egyptian street food place. And we all got the same thing. Falafel and potato with pickled vegetables. We each got different sauces. Taziki, whipped garlic (something I haven't been able to find since chick p city closed by my old apartment), hummus, baba ganoush , a spicy thing! It was so fun to try them all and really it was a fun meal.

We got mini scoops of overpriced ice cream next. Me and Jess got roasted strawberry and James got key lime. And once James was done eating theirs we went back to the car.

We got back here and me and Jess would hang in the living room. James tried to show us a new game but we didn't understand and we're both a little to tired to power through figuring it out. I was glad James was with us though.

Eventually they would go in the other room to work on editing. And Jess and me would go through some of her Pinterest boards for the house and talk about ideas and aesthetics. It was fun.

We would have another snack and I shouldn't have actually. I wasn't hungry at all but she wanted her snack so I wanted too but it really hurt my stomach and I'm still hurting literally hours late. Which sucks. It kind of drained my energy in the worst way.

Jess would make up the couch for her bed and I came to lay flat in here for a while. She came in to get a charger from my bag of cords. And soon she was in her jammies.

Tomorrow we are going to go to Golden West for brunch. Then to second chance to look for more inspo. Then maybe some errands for the week. I am not sure when she's going home but I'm excited to spend the day together.

I got washed and changed and now we are in bed and I have been struggling to get this done because I am real tired. But I hope that just means I sleep real good.

Sleep well everyone. I love you all

[sharlulu]

Hi! Hi! It's me again! Loved your previous answer! Stephan and Gray are truly made for each <3

Also if you don't mind I'd like to know which manhwa/manga are your favorites? And which underrated manhwa or anime would you recommend is a good read/watch?

Thanks and have a good day!! (Guessed it might be day where you are since our time zones seem to match. It was pretty late where I live too when I sent the previous ask😅)

Hi anon! Yup, it's day for me too, hehe.

Fav mangas:

Pandora hearts (i actually own physical copies of this one; if I were to rank my favs, this would take the first place. Great worldbuilding for a fantasy story, great characters, and the end just left me in tears) completed

Witch hat atelier (started reading it not long ago, and just loved it! I adore the magic system here and the concepts that this story explores are also immensely interesting) monthly updates

Frieren: beyond journey's end (a very melancholic fantasy story, I loved the atmosphere and the characters; and the artstyle was also great)

The apothecary diaries (one of my fav main characters and a great detective-ish storyline + palace intrigue + setting in ancient china) but oh my god are updates slow

Adabana (a very dark story about sexual abuse, murder and just angst in general. Nearly all men here, except for one, are trash. I guess this has an interesting potrayal of female rage and I'm pretty sure that the main heroines loved each other) completed

Fav manhwas and recs:

Duty after school (one of my first favs, has a very interesting artstyle and storyline. It's, hm, humans vs aliens war, but focuses on the characters and their relationships. And, eh, they are all high schollers) completed

Annarasumanara (actually has a k drama adaptaion, beautiful love story, just vibes no plot) completed

Hand jumper (has a very interesting fantasy concept with a morally grey and very smart mc, who is also not op) on hiatus

The weight of our sky (a story inspired by real events in 1969 kuala lumpur malaysia, emotionally gripping and also made me cry) completed

And ofc weak hero ;)

They are all available on webtoon btw. And I would say that half of them are criminally underrated

Oh and i also have the guilty pleasure of reading all those villainess reincarnation manhwas. Tho i never finish them 😅. The only ones which i can kinda recommend are Your Throne, Raeliana, Who made me a princess.

Underrated anime recs (not sure if these are underrated, but anyway):

A place further than the universe (slice of life, a nice story about chasing dreams) 13 episodes

Death parade (have no idea how to describe this 😅 interesting concept and great execution?) 12 episodes

March comes in like a lion (a story about a shogi prodigy; focuses more on internal struggles that actual shogi. I'd say the season 2 is better that the first) 2 seasons, 22 episodes each

Magi (typical fantasy story with great animation and character design. Keep in mind that it's not finished, and won't get a continuation any time soon) 2 seasons, 25 episodes each + a prequel

Whoa, that took a long time 😳, thanks for the ask, i had so much fun making this list, hehe

Have a nice day, anon!

[sainthelgas]

Assorted Last unicorn rewatch thoyghts/ gravity falls critique

Okay i had a double feature with the gravity falls commentary track where alex hirsch trashed the last unicorn and then the last unicorn. In all fairness feom the way he described the movie I dont think he has seen it in 20+ years. But also its funny that he shit on it in the commentary track for one of the worst grabity falls episodes. The fucking last mabelcorn. They made the episode in the last liek five minutes and it shows. He calls it bad and treats it like a guilty pleaure thing but fuck you. Quality wise the last unicorn is runnint circles around this episode. It remains entertaining throughout which is more then I can say for a lot of grabity falls episodes in the later half of season 2. Saying this from my memory of watching it when I was 12 fyi. Also its kinda silly to compare an hour and a half movie to a tv show with two seasons. Like apples and oranges. But what I will say is that the last unicorn reaches higher highs.

That being said by someone who would consider the last unicorn one of her favorite movies. All of the characters are like flawed in differsnt ways byr all decently likeable. Even the king who is literally holding a whole population of creatures captive is pretty sympathetic. Or at least moreso than he might be in other films of a similar age demographic. The entire thing with the unicorn losing herself to the illusion was delightful. Its all the tropes I really love. And its funny that is what alex hirsch focused on as a major point. The whole horror of it just went over his head. I could probably make some argument yow uis misreading of the unicorn and total blindness to molly can say something for how gravity falls writes its women characters. I could also day its funny how this parallels a lot of the ways people treat mabel. Being hyper critical of a (usually girl)character due to a desire to go against the norm presented. It kinda reminds me of what happened to scrappy doo in the james gun scooby doo movie. But ya know scrappy do was actuslly annoying lets not kid ourselves. The unicorn did nothing wrong amd now theres this smear campaign against her. Funded by the disney corporation. I kid.

I do not have a gender studys major nor do I have enough knowledge to accurately say if gravity falls is a little sexist. I feel like so much of wendy's screentime is devoted to her relationship to dipper and or robbie. She never really gets to feel like a natural part of the group dynamic. She has nice interactions with other characters she just doesbt get that many plots focused on her. At least in comparrison to soos who gets full episodes about him/his backstory and like just gets more b plots. The fee b plots wendy does get are like about dippers crush on her or robbie being a shitty boyfriend or both. Remember when robbie tried to brainwash her and they never mentioned it again. Not really relevant just thought it was interesting.

Overall: is gravity falls a bad show? No, it has problems but like in comparrison to its contemporaries its pretty good. Its just a flawed show. And I cant say its like all mysoginistic because mabel is a very well written character even if it feels like the show is very often still from dippers pov. And they at least kinda subvert the mean girl archetype. I like that. Giving a character supposed to be shallow more depth is always a plus. I think the biggest drawback from wendys lack of side plots is soos kinda be overplayed a bit as "supporting young adult". Like soos is funny but also he can kinda get grating when used to much. Maybe its jurt cause my tolerance for "funny innofensive fat guy" is very low. I much prefer "rude asshole fat guy" like pete from a goofy movie.

Tldr: watch the last unicorn it changed my life

[eddiemunsonsmum]

Aftermath | Chapter 9 | Eddie Munson

Eddie Munson x Female OC | E.M x Karmen Jones

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 Chapter 15.

Chapter Summary: The staff at Hawkins Memorial Hospital make no effort to hide their disdain for Eddie. But there had been one nurse during his stay that didn't outright treat him like trash during their brief interaction. When Eddie comes face to face with her again, he starts to think that maybe there is hope for him to have a normal life again. That maybe people would understand or at the very least, forget.

Story Summary: Eddie wakes up in the Upside Down after 'dying' in Dustin's arms. He wakes up again in the hospital and is reunited with his loved ones. This story covers Eddie's time in the hospital and overall physical recovery after the Upside Down.

This fic is part of the She Feels Like Home series. It sits between Boxing Day and Drop Out but can be read as a standalone. 

Chapter Tags: Nightmares, Flashbacks, Angst, Hurt/Comfort , Fluff, Mentions of being eaten alive, ASL, (American Sign Language), ASD !Eddie, Autistic Eddie, Non-verbal Eddie, Abandonment Issues, Healing, Getting Better, Season 4 Spoilers.

Notes: This chapter is long overdue and tbh just a love letter to someone that has supported me unconditionally. I’m unashamed about the meta/fourth wall breaking jokes in there that probably only they will get.

Words: 3.8k

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A piercing scream had Eddie whirring on the spot. One foot through the threshold of his bedroom door he looked back down the hallway towards the living room. The walls seemed to close in as the hallway stretched, distance daunting him as he began to run along the narrow corridor.

Suddenly the walls of the trailer that were adorned with comforting adages and homely decor turned baron and sterile before his eyes. The single flickering light at the end of the hospital halls didn’t illuminate his path well enough for him to avoid the obstacles being dropped in front of him. The tip of his reebok nudging up against something soft and warm as he found himself tripping and falling. Hovering just above the ground, suspended and yet still mid-fall, stuck in slow motion before his stomach was in his throat and he felt bone shatter under the hard thump as he finally hit the ground. 

The wind was knocked out of him. Pain radiating through his weakened limbs as he coughed and gasped. Tired muscles fighting with broken bone to try and push himself to his feet. 

His hands were slipping in the warm sticky substance oozing from the thing he’d tripped over.

The person he’d tripped over.

He tried not to look at her. Green and white stained red in his periphery as he tried to get up. The blood-curdling shrieks in the distance were much more urgent to him than his past. The screeching never ceasing as he finally managed to get himself on his feet. 

He called out as he ran. His shouts a whisper in his throat. Anything that made it passed his lips, just unintelligible words. He tried his best to reassure her he was there. He was not running away this time. 

He was coming. 

He was going to save her.

His legs were giving out. They had him stumbling. Limping towards the low hum of the flicking overhead lights. He’s running as fast as he can but it’s like wading through water.

He realized as he finally reached it that the linoleum floor had turned to grass. He stared at it under his blood stained sneakers and wondered briefly why the soil was wet.

Question answered as his eyes trailed upward slowly, revealing the edge of lovers lake. A lump in his throat as he tried desperately to let forth a scream. No sound emanated from his throat as he fell to his knees in front of Karmen. Her body suspended in the air above him. 

Mangled and broken, just like Chrissy’s. 

The screaming had stopped.

He hadn’t saved her.

He watched in eerily silence as she fell to the water, body heavy and lifeless just like Patrick’s. 

Eddie was actually shouting now. Now that it didn’t matter. He clawed at the soft earth as he felt warm hands wrap around his middle.

Suddenly he was being pulled backward, away from the wet grass and the choppy lake. Away from the stench of death and into a warm bedroom coloured with cool tones and floral patterns.

He was being held and caressed and whispered to about how it was all a dream and he could relax. 

Someone was cooing in his ear and reminding him that they were both okay.

He stared down at his body and realized that his shoes were gone. Dirty jeans replaced by comfy sweats. 

His legs were intertwined with hers atop a fuzzy blanket.

The realization slowed his breathing and spread warmth throughout his chest.

It was a dream. 

She was alive.

He followed Karmen’s voice, turning to look at her with a small smile on his face before being met with sunken eyes and a wide mouth locked into a silent scream.

Eddie jolted awake for real this time. Pulling in a raspy gasp and choking on it momentarily as the healing wounds on his chest protested at the stretch.

He wasn’t in Karmen’s bedroom. But the cold, sterile feel of his hospital room prison was still infinitely better than being on the edge of Lover’s Lake and watching his own lover’s lifeless corpse slowly sink beneath the surface.

He stared at the fluorescent light above his bed. Burning his eyes and flickering ever so slightly like it had been in his dream. He’d become accustomed to it during his time here. It was barely noticeable but just enough to drive him insane as he tried to read. Pulling him from his imagination and grounding him back here if he ever tried to escape.

He hated the damn thing. But he’d rather stare up at it every day for the rest of his life than ever have to stare up at Karmen’s mangled body for real.

Fuck, he hoped the kids were right when they said they’d defeated Vecna. That he was gone for good and Eddie would never have to see another person murdered in that horrific manner ever again.

Even if he could sometimes spend his waking hours not thinking about the things he’d seen during the week from hell.. He wasn’t sure his dreams would ever let him forget. 

The soft sound of rustling paper caught his attention. He stifled a gasp as he turned to his side, expecting to see Wayne sitting next to him in the visitors chair, flipping through the morning paper. He frowned at the empty seat, eyes wandering towards the clock above the end of his bed and realizing it was still fairly early. Wayne would either be on his way over, if he was coming or already asleep and Karmen would be at work.

Eddie grunted as he repositioned himself, using his slowly returning strength to push himself up on his elbows. He looked towards the opposite wall and was surprised to find a nurse sitting in the other, usually unoccupied, chair that had been pushed up against the wall out of the way.

Eddie looked her up and down cautiously as he watched her eyes flit across the page of the book she was holding. She paid him no mind or perhaps, hadn’t realized he was awake as he studied her with a confused frown. Wondering what she was doing in his room voluntarily when most of the nursing staff argued daily over who’s chore he was for that particular shift. 

He thought maybe he recognized her from early on in his stay. Maybe the first time he awoke in the hospital or more correctly, the first day he really remembered waking up.

He had fuzzy memories of Karmen laying in bed with him.

Yeah… He did remember her. From the small parts of that day he could recall. 

He hadn’t seen her since she loomed over him with a needle in her hands. An apology on her lips as a man much bigger than he was, held him down and she injected him with a sedative.

He shuddered at the memory. 

In retrospect she had been incredibly nice. She had let Karmen lay in bed with him and not said anything rude when he was freaking out about being left alone at the end of the day.

While he did appreciate it, he couldn’t help but feel it had set him up with a false sense of security in what his hospital stay would be like. She had shown him basic kindness and he had taken it at face value and inadvertently expected it from the rest of the staff.

God forbid.

He thought sarcastically.

Doctors and Nurses that showed kindness and compassion? It’s not been heard of.

Eddie hadn't seen her again since that night. Hadn’t really thought about her since but faced with how he had probably behaved that day, he figured she had been avoiding him like everyone else. 

All of the staff he’d encountered so far had been pretty horrible to him and it was starting to take a toll on his mental health. To be passed around like a burden by people that were supposed to care for his well-being.

Even the people that were supposed to save his life were almost goading him to end it. 

So why is she here?

He asked himself.

“Good morning.” She greeted him as she finished her page and looked up with a smile that unnerved him purely based on the fact it was directed at him sincerely. The book in her hands was lowered to her lap as she squinted towards his vitals monitor and seemed content with what she saw. 

Eddie nodded at her faintly, averting his eyes but still feeling her watching him as he struggled to find something else to look at. Large brown orbs eventually came back around to her, only to find she had gone back to her book.

What’s happening…

He cocked a brow in question. Looking between her and the open door to his room a few times before pushing himself into a seated position.

He fiddled with his fingernails, trying to decide if the silence was awkward or not as he unconsciously waited for something to happen. 

Obs? Blood Test? Paperwork?

Nothing.

The other nurses had not spent more than a second longer than necessary in his presence. They did their assessments and dipped within minutes. She wasn’t even doing an assessment and she was still… There. Just reading.

It felt unusual to sit in silence with a stranger. He hadn’t been forced to do that since before he went on the run. 

He hadn’t missed it.

As if hearing his thoughts, the nurse looked back up. Catching him staring and smiling to herself as he rushed to turn away and pretend he hadn’t been. 

He chastised himself silently for letting his eyes wander. Last he remembered he was looking at his own hands.

“Your heart monitor has been going off all night.” She told him in a way that sounded stern but somehow Eddie knew she didn’t mean it like that. Knew he couldn’t help it. “I had to keep coming in to monitor you in person so I figured, might as well read my book in here instead of the Nurse’s Station.” She shrugged, pages in the novel she was holding fluttering against one another as she did so. “Besides, your heart monitor is a lot less annoying than Ally yammering about Rodney from the 3rd floor.” 

Eddie smiled at the random remark before he could hide it. 

Nurse Ally was a bitch. 

He’d wished he could speak when she’d stabbed him a little too hard with a needle while bragging to Nurse Bec about the daisies Rodney had bought her. He would have loved to be the one to tell her that Nurse Sandra was bragging about the roses she’d received from the same Rodney.  

Drama between the Staff really was the one and only saving grace of a dreadful hospital stay. Eddie liked watching General Hospital during the day when he skipped school. He always thought it was super dramatic but he was realizing during his stay that they actually did a good job with the realism. 

He looked back up at the nurse and shifted uncomfortably as he realized she was still looking him over. 

Expectantly.

Like she was waiting for him to talk.

He cringed internally. She probably was, actually, waiting for him to talk. He couldn’t remember if she knew he couldn’t or not.. Even if she did, she probably assumed he was ‘over it’ by now like everyone else expected him to be. 

He exhaled louder than he meant to in the silence. Looking away again and feeling bad for the first time since he’d woken up here that he couldn’t force himself to make small talk anymore. She seemed as nice as he remembered and he really didn’t want to piss her off and push her over the other side of the fence by snobbing her.

“The monitor only goes off when your heart rate exceeds a certain threshold. It’s usually pretty high and tends to only happen when someone trips into the wrong rhythm or… Is extremely stressed.” The nurse continued as if she hadn’t paused to let him think about his new favorite Medical Drama. She didn’t miss the way his bpm ticked up as she spoke. “I was watching and listening pretty closely and your heart is healthy. So, it seemed like you were having some pretty terrible nightmares.” She said sympathetically. The sound of Eddie swallowing, thick between them in the otherwise quiet room.

Please don’t ask.

He begged her silently. Not that he could accidentally slip up and tell her anything if he wanted to. But there was an irrational part of him that worried if asked the right yes or no questions, he could give himself away to an experienced nurse that could read his heartrate like a polygraph test. 

“But that’s not my business is it?” She asked rhetorically. Some of the tension leaving Eddie’s shoulders at her words. “You seemed to calm down when you could sense you weren’t alone. So you were my neediest patient and you didn’t even press the call button once.” She teased, making Eddie’s lips quirk. 

Of course she remembered that he didn’t want to be alone. That was why she had to sedate him after all. She remembered how scared he was for his loved ones to leave him there. 

She felt bad for him, he realized.

Any other time, the thought of someone pitying him like that would make his skin crawl. But for some reason, the knowledge that this woman empathized with his plight was a calming thought.  The fact that she actually seemed to know what a ‘bedside manner’ was, was a welcome surprise. 

He liked her. 

She also definitely felt bad for sedating him. He couldn’t remember fully or for certain how he had acted, but he knew deep down he deserved it and he wished he could tell her that.

“I didn’t mind though. I’ve been on vacation and I didn’t get to finish my book before I got back.” She explained. “I really just wanted to finish my chapter and your room is the perfect place to hide.” She joked, holding up the paperback so Eddie could see the cover.

Worth It.

He thought it said. Squinting as if it would give him a better view from across the room of the large block writing that spanned the entire front. 

He tried to ignore the off-hand comment about his room being the perfect place to hide. He knew she didn’t mean it to hurt his feelings but he heard it for what it was. It was the perfect place to hide.

Because no one wants to come in here…

He told himself as he reached for his glasses on the table beside his bed.

The nurse looked between him and the book, realizing with a chuckle that he must be trying to read it.

“Worth It.” She said aloud, stopping him from reaching for his frames. “It’s a 1920’s romance novel.” She answered without him needing to ask. “Two young lovers meet at a Valentine's Day dance and the rest is history.” She said in a wistful voice as though she was pitching the book for a movie.

Eddie must have made a face because she snorted under her breath. Tutting aloud as she closed the book with a slap and pushed herself up from her seat. 

“It’s very sweet.” She said, as she crossed the room. Mirth in her tone as she defended the story. “You should give it a try.” She smiled, placing it down on the tray table.. “You know, if you think you can handle all the sappy shit and almost sex scenes.”

Eddie frowned at her, a question on his lips.

Almost?

“It’s a romance. Not an erotic novel.” She answered him, again without having to be asked. “Not that there’s anything wrong with those.” She clarified as she turned away. “My wife writes those kinky things.” She said under her breath, more to herself than him.

Eddie wasn’t sure he’d heard her correctly so he didn’t comment. Not that he could have if he wanted to. But did have about twenty questions loaded up so far for if he ever saw her again once he could speak.

This woman was an enigma. Unlike himself, apparently. She was making him question if perhaps he had never been half as mysterious as he’d thought he was. He hadn’t ever spoken to her and yet she could read him as well as she could her book. 

He pointed to the novel she’d left by his side, yet another question on his lips as she wheeled the small cart with all her observation machines to his bedside. She nodded at him, giving permission for him to pick it up as she shoved a thermometer into his mouth. He picked up his glasses as she set up the blood pressure machine. Putting them on his face and taking the novel into his hands as she wrapped the cuff around his arm.

He read over the back cover before turning it around in his hands and examining the cheesy picture on the front underneath the large title. Snorting at the model chosen for the love interest and how much of a disparity there was between what he looked like on the cover and how he was described in the blurb.

An excited puppy; sweet, innocent, and in desperate need of someone to play with.

The long haired, shirtless man on the cover looked more like a version of Steve Harrington that had never had a haircut than an excited puppy. But what did he know? Eddie figured the author probably didn’t have much of a say on the cover illustration.

He flipped it open regardless. Intrigued by the blurb. He pulled it closer to his face out of habit. Forgetting that he could read properly now that he had his glasses.

He read a few lines here and there while the nurse took his vitals. Putting it down in his lap and shrugging as she took the thermometer from his mouth and inspected it. 

I mean, it’s not terrible.

He admitted, only to himself. Looking back at the nurse and trying to hand it to her as she packed up her cart.

“You can borrow it.” She said as Eddie furrowed his brows. Looking back at the novel and realizing it didn’t contain a bookmark. “It’s not exactly my first read.” She smiled, gesturing towards the worn edges of the book before pushing the cart back to where she had taken it from.

She turned back to him as he studied her with a cautious gaze. 

Like he was scared it was a trick. 

It could be an elaborate plot to get him kicked out… Act all nice and ‘lend’ him something before claiming that it went missing on its own. He couldn’t defend himself… Suddenly he’d be in hot water for stealing from the nurses. They’d finally get out of taking care of him. He’d probably die from an infection at home.

Win win. 

He thought to himself bitterly. 

“You seem like maybe you need a distraction.” She admitted when he didn’t speak. “For when your people aren’t here.” She added as he raised his brows at her. 

Oh.

“My next shift is tomorrow night. You can give it back to me then if you don’t like it okay?” She asked, sensing his hesitation and waiting until he nodded back slowly before continuing.

“Your people love you.” She said softly, taking him by surprise. “They care if you get better. They want you to stay with us and they will understand if you want to sleep while they’re here so you can get some proper rest.” She smiled, making Eddie balk at the sudden shift. Tears springing to his eyes unexpectedly at the encouraging words.

He thought that maybe he really needed to hear that. Hear that from someone that wasn’t one of his people. That had no obligation to lie to him about it all.

His lip trembled as he looked back down at his lap, unsure how to respond and still deciding when she took the lead and decided for him.

“Alright. I have to go and do my handover now.” She said cheerily, giving him whiplash as he continued to stare, not realizing how unabashed he seemed when he wasn’t truly seeing her. Still internally trying to understand why exactly she was being so damn nice to him.

She was almost gone when he thought to ask her name. Opening his mouth like he was going to speak before sighing in frustration and closing it again when nothing came out. 

It wasn’t the first time he’d forgotten since he’d been there that his brain wasn’t working properly. It was like his body wanted to go back to normal but there was something still blocking him from being able to do that. A trauma he could only see in his periphery holding a barrier in place and stopping his brain from forming anything other than basic sounds and if he really, really concentrated, one word at a time. 

He liked the mystery nurse. But he couldn’t afford to use the brain power on her when he wanted so desperately to see Karmen smile at him again like she had when he’d forced out a goodbye recently.

“My name is Jo.” She answered his unasked question as she hovered in the doorway, tugging at her shirt where her name was embroidered into the fabric. 

She had figured he knew that already. But after watching him practically inhale the book to be able to read it despite wearing glasses, she wasn’t so sure he could read her shirt while she was moving around.

Eddie nodded gratefully at the offered information. Smiling weakly as he gave her a small wave to say goodbye.

It was amazing what being treated with basic human decency by a medical professional could do for his usually foul morning-mood.

He smiled to himself, wondering what ‘Jo’ was short for as she waved back. She turned towards the door and Eddie wasted no time flipping to the first page. The notes and acknowledgements catching his eye before he could move on to the beginning of the first chapter.

Author Jody lives in Indiana with her good friend Kel and their shared pets- 

Eddie jerked his head up at the sound of footsteps. Snapping the book closed and slipping it under the covers as Wayne entered the room. The man was back stepping as he said goodbye to Nurse Jo before turning around and raising a brow at the sheepish look on Eddie’s face.

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BUT IS NURSE JO REAL??? She is. 😂 Karmen and Wayne both interacted with her. But Eddie doesn't put those pieces together until much later.

More Notes: I told you guys I wasn't abandoning this story. ;) Eddie deserved to be shown a little kindness from a stranger and who better to do that than the one person that has shown me continued love and kindness in this fandom and outside of it and not stop encouraging this series from start to finish. I love you Nurse Jo. 🥰

Apparently Fabio, who I was going to reference as the romance novel model, got his big break in 1987! The year AFTER this story is set. So my plans for Eddie to think the romantic interest was some Fabio looking ass man went out the window. Lucky for me I saw a video earlier of a pretty man that looked like Steve Harrington in a Pantene commercial.

Part 10

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[hikarry]

hi sorry if they’ve been asked before but 1, 3 and 12 for the ask game :D 🐛

Hi love! Not at all, even if I had answered already, I would just give you my "possible answer #2", it's quite alright!

What are three shows in your watchlist that you’ve been meaning to get to?

The Last of Us, the new Percy Jackson and Agatha Christie's Poirot (the "old" TV show)

3. Do you like smoothies?

I do, but I'm very very picky with the flavors and, if it's fruity, my tongue CANNOT detect any type of chunks or seeds or I will trash it (or give it to someone else, I'm not cruel like that)

12. What’s something about your best friend that you love?

Surprisingly or not, I dunnot have a best friend! I used to and it's not that we are not friends anymore, we are. Very close friends at that. Our lives just made us drift apart. She's working in another city and I'm in college. She doesn't have much time to talk and so don't I. We meet whenever we can, but alas. I don't consider her my best friend anymore, just a really close one

BUT, if I had to choose a best friend, I would choose my grandma. And I love the fact that we have the same sense of humor. We can just fuck around with each other and no one gets upset, it's amazing!

(She watched me watch Good Omens season 2 for 2 weeks straight, watching it over and over and over again. I explained to her the plot, and she knows the characters. And she teases me a lot about the final 15 and Crowley because, well. If you look at my phone, you will understand)

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[midnightrings]

Take your white feminism and shove it up your arse. The only one depriving her of her agency and dignity is you. Your entire fanfic is her pining after a married man, fucking her sister's husband, getting pregnant and then marrying some guy she doesn't even love. Her child will have cousins who are also their siblings and she'll have to hide whatever relationship she has with Anthony while being his side hoe on the side.

Again, you've written a white man getting to have his cake and eat it too while the brown women suffer more. Go fuck yourself you ugly racist trash and stop hiding behind your white feminism.

Been contemplating on whether I should answer this but … I’m in the mood, so why not.

You really need to stop thinking that your bad faith arguments are going to impact me in any way.

This has nothing to do with “white feminism”. You’re trying to excuse your hatred for women and female characters that don’t fit your sexist worldviews by accusing me of racism – sorry that I’m not taking you seriously. You are the one calling Kate a “side hoe” and then try to pin that on me.

Kate has every right to be a complex character in a complicated situation. Yes, this fanfiction is messy – it’s supposed to be. That’s what I like to write. And I don’t claim to be the best writer out there (and I write most of my stuff while sleep deprived lmao) but your attempt to strip the story and characters of any complexity so it can fit whatever weird narrative you’ve made up about me in your head won’t stop me from writing it.

The whole theme of this story is happiness – it’s literally called “Paths to Happiness”. Yes, the characters are supposed to suffer – that’s the whole point. I like to write angst. Are you going to complain about how I make Edwina suffer too? Or are you going to read any of my Siena fanfics and complain about how I make her suffer? Or are you going to complain to the writers of the show for making Kate suffer throughout most of season 2?

Fanfiction are supposed to be fun. And I had a lot of fun writing this story. If it’s not for you, that’s fine. Not everything out there is meant for you. But this is far from the worst story anyone could have written – it’s pretty innocent compared to most stuff on AO3. So if this story prompts such a reaction in you – to the point where you need to keep up with it for months, reading through 12 chapters of a fic you hate and sending me shit like this – you really need to get off the internet for a while. This is not healthy – and that’s not meant as an insult, I am actually very serious.

[On another note for everyone stumbling across this: writing a character from a culture I know almost nothing about is never easy and I’m trying to be delicate regarding this. I have absolutely no issue with people pointing out flaws – including things that might come across as racist. Unconscious Bias is called unconscious for a reason. But it is possible to have a normal conversation about this.]

[darkshrimpemotions]

I have seen so many great Destiel playlists, but I feel like country music as a genre is sorely untapped.

Like...Eric Church's "A Man Who Was Gonna Die Young," for example. Guys. Dean reflecting in amazement that he's lived this long and that Cas loves him.

I always thought I'd be a heap of metal and a cloud of smoke, foot stuck to the pedal, sold for parts like a junkyard rusted-out Chevy ... What the hell made you wanna love a man who was gonna die young? ... In the mirror I saw my surprise... who knew gray hairs like to hide on a head that didn't think he'd live past thirty. If I make it thirty more, it's the brown that you'll be looking for as you run your fingers through, say 'slow down honey' ... Call it intuition, or call it crazy just thought by now I'd be pushing up daisies. But I'd gladly stick around if we're together. So baby when you bow your head tonight, could you tell the Lord I've changed my mind and with you I'd like to live forever.

Or what about Lee Brice's "Hard to Love?" Riding the line a bit between Dean's self-worth issues and an honest assessment of his iwn faults, plus more amazement that Castiel loves him. (In fairness the awe I'm projecting onto Dean could be my own sheer giddy disbelief that he actually told Dean he loved him in canon.)

I am insensitive, I have a tendency to pay more attention to the things that I need. Sometimes I drink to much, sometimes I test your trust, sometimes I don't know why you stay with me I'm hard to love, hard to love, oh I don't make it easy. I couldn't do it if I stood where you stood. I'm hard to love, hard to love, but you say that you need me. I don't deserve it but I love that you love me good I am a short fuse, I am a wrecking ball, crashing into your heart like I do. You're like a Sunday morning, full of grace and full of Jesus, and I wish that I could be more like you Like yes yes meh the bridge says "girl," bit the entire rest of the song is so Destiel it hurts.

And then there's "Wild Angels" by Martina McBride, like...basically "Dean and Cas thank Gabriel and Balthazar for shipping it...in song!"

Between the perfect world and the bottom line,

keeping love alive in these troubled times... it's a miracle in itself. And we know too well what that's about, still we made it through, only God knows how. We must've had a little help. (Must've been) Wild Angels, wild angels, watching over you and me. Wild Angels, wild angels. Baby, what else could it be? Well it must've been hard, it must've been tough keeping up with crazy fools like us, 'cause it's so easy to fall apart And we still break each other's heart sometimes, spent some nights on the jagged side. Somehow we wake up in each other's arms. ... There are some nights, I watch you while you dream. I swear I hear the sound of beating wings.

And that's seriously just scratching the surface. Country music is the genre of angsty pining love ballads, for goodness' sake. THERE ARE DEFINITELY MORE. And I am going to find them all and fill this void, dammit.

[3raaaachachacha]

7:48 pm

Lee Minho x female reader / 556 words / fluff

Warnings: None

Day ten of 12 days of christmas 2021

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“Burr, it’s so cold,” You cutely squealed, hiding your slightly pink face into your thick scarf as you looked up at your boyfriend with pouting eyes. 

He chuckled, finding you adorable before pulling you into his chest for a bear hug, “We are about to get our hot chocolate. You’re so dramatic baby.”

You giggled into his chest as he waddled forward with you still in his arms, “Two hot chocolates please,” You laid your head onto his chest as he patted your arm to get up.

After doing so, Minho handed you the steaming hot chocolate mentally thanking yourself that you wore fluffy gloves. You blew on the drink as you both walked away from the stand and towards the lit-up park the city put up during the holidays. The large park was filled with Christmas lights and light up decorations. The shops near the park also participated in the activities and decorated their stores with colorful lights. It was a beautiful sight to see in the cold evening.

“Wow, this is so pretty,” You stared in awe as you continued walking slowly to take in everything. You didn’t want to miss a single thing. 

“I can’t believe you’ve lived here for years, but never been to this festival,” Minho chuckled, gently pulling you into his side for warmth before placing a kiss onto your cold cheek.

“I never had time. I was a full-time student before this, but thankfully, I found you so we could share this special moment together,” You smiled happily at him as you linked your arm with his before laying your head on his shoulder.

The two of you walked around, sipping your hot chocolate as you watched the different light shows and how beautiful the park was lit up. It amazed you how simply putting colorful lights up made the season feel more like Christmas.

“I have something to confess,” Minho quietly said into your ear as you gave him a confused look.

“What did you do now? Don’t scare me like that, I will throw my hot chocolate on you just to teach you a lesson,” You jokingly threatened as he put his hands up as if he was caught for committing a crime.

“Woah woah, it’s not that bad, I swear!” He laughed as you joined him, scrunching your nose and putting your cup back down. The two of you began to walk again to see the next show, “I’ve never been here either.”

You stopped turning around with wide eyes, Minho flinching like you were about to throw your drink at him, “Yeah, don’t be a baby. You know I love hot chocolate too much to waste it. But wait. You gave me shit for not coming here after all these years, but you haven’t been here either?” You waited for him to answer your question with a nod as smirked while scoffing at him.

“What?” Minho questioned, finishing his drink before throwing the paper cup away in the trash, “Fine. I wanted to wait and bring the girl I loved most here. Feel better now?” He pouted as your expression softened.

You scrunched your nose against, letting a wide smile admire your face as you ran into your boyfriend’s arms for a tight hug, “I guess I forgive you. It is Christmas time and all.”

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