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minthysugamon · 4 years ago

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Why'd you only call me when you're high? (J.JK x Reader)

Drummer! Jungkook x Manager's daughter! Reader.

Warnings: Mentions of sex,drugs and alcohol. Usage of foul language (like in most of my writings bc i talk like a roadman). Friends with benefits type of relationship. Kinda angsty but also fluffy if you search for the fluff with a magnifying glass.

Word count: 2222 (hehe,angel number go brr)

A/N: I promise,i will try to do some smut but i don't feel comfy enough to write it bc idk...i just cringe when i see my writing. So sorry if it isn't what you guys expect...

3:03 am

Your phone buzzed once again. It was for the 6th time tonight in a row,so even without looking at the device,it was safe to assume that the rockstar your dad managed was probably at some pub,hammered and not even being able to call a cab for himself so he called your number. Like usual. 3:04 am. It rang again. "What? It better be an emergency cause i swear to god if you're calling because you're dru-" his laugh was as intoxicating as the liquor he had sipped on some minutes ago. "Doll,listen...i need a ride...and since your dad is our manager,it would be greatly appreciated if you came for me..." a sigh left your lips as you hang up on him.

But Jungkook didn't stop pestering you. The drummer of V2J was a pain in the ass. As shy and awkward he was in his sober times,his horndog behaviour was equalising if not surpassing his normal behaviour when he was thrashed.

You picked up the call one more time when the familiar ringtone went off. "Hey,why are you so rude,dollface? Don't you know hangin-" your words cut off his as soon as he was trying to do his monologue. "Jungkook. Like how you said it so cleverly,MY DAD is the manager. Not me. Pester him at 3 am if you have some difficulties to go home,not his daughter. Thank you. I have an exam in two days, i have to study tomorrow. Or today because at this point of the night i can't say tomorrow,so let me get the 2 hours of sleep i could still get tonight if i go to sleep in less than 10 minutes.. Leave me alone. Call Taehyung or something,i don't care. Now please don't call me again. Thanks." Then the tune of the "Hang Up" option resonated in your room once again.

Truth be told, if it would've been the first time he calls you and asks you for help at 3 in the morning,you would've helped his dumbass out,but it wasn't the case. Whenever Jungkook had some nightly problems, you were the first target in his contact list. It wasn't the first time he called you to pick him up from somewhere or to let him stay at your place for the night because he lost his keys to his appartment after a wild escapade with his bandmates to the nearest club. And it never ended with him only sleeping on your couch. It usually started at the front door and ended with him sleeping an arm around you after fucking your brains out. If he had been serious about this whole weird relationship you had, it would've been official for more than a year now,but he has to keep his rockstar persona intact. So of course,you were nothing more than the daughter of his manager who was good enough to be fucked when he was drunk or high.

At 3:36,someone rang at the interphone of your home. When you got up from your bed with a huff,you were already seeing the tatted up boy's smirk on the camera in a mental image. And you weren't wrong. His smirk was present as soon as the little screen had lit up with his face so close to it,you though he was a toddler seeing an interphone for the first time in his life. "You really came here at 3 and a half? Jeon,for fucks sake. If i get down there,i'mma beat some sense into you,so you better start running now." He simply laughed,a noise of exasperation leaving his throat. "Aw...come on (Y/n)...let me in,i lost my keys..."

You pushed on the key button,you let him in again. At this point it was exthausing because you knew what this meant. And even if you wanted to deny it,your brain wanted this to stop,but your heart was yearning for him. "I swear to god Jungkook,if you come here again at 3 am,i will stick a pipe up your ass." You unlocked the door for him and let him enter your home.

Fatal mistake because he didn't even answer,he simply pushed you against the wall and looked into your eyes,foreheads touching. "And why would you do that sweetheart? Hm? I thought you liked when i come here...for you." You can't deny it,you fell for him over the months,you fell for this idiot who liked banana milk more than anything else,who drank whisky with more cola than he should because he hated alcohol but wanted to keep his bad boy persona. But the smell of a woman on him made your heart sink. "Jungkook,please...just go and take of your shoes,i will bring you a blanket and a pillow so you can sleep on the couch."

He took your words in a hurtful way,his expression changed from flirty to genuinely hurt. "So...we aren't sleeping together like always?" You scoffed and got out of his grip. "I don't even know why i let you in. If you wanted to get your dick sucked again,you could've called one of your groupies." You disappeared in your room to search for a blanket and pillow,not that you deemed him deserving of such comfort,but he was also keen to be shivering at night without a blanket so it would be better for him to get some warmth during the dark hours. With a shaky breath,you went back to the living room and placed the pillow and comforter on the couch. "(Y/n)...what's the matter?" No answer. You didn't want to answer his question,he wasn't worthy for an answer,but his insistance was made clear when he took your hand into his and brought you closer to him. "Please...(Y/n)...answer me,i'm getting worried at this point,what's the matter?" Inhaling some fresh oxygen as the lump in your throat was only getting tighter,it finally dawned on you. You were in love with him. "Why'd you only call me when you're high?" The tears started to sting in your eyes,the drummer looked at you with a questioning expression. "High? What do you mean?" "Why'd you only call me and come here when your high?" After repeating your previous question,your voice cracked and all tears were let to flow down on your cheeks. "What? (Y/n) i really don't understand what you're talking about." "Why are you only showing interest in me when you're drunk and need to empty your balls. Is it more clear like that?" Jungkook's heart cracked at the sight of you crying because of him. He didn't want you to fall for him,not when he's at the peak of his career,but it would be a lie to say he didn't feel something for you.

"(Y/n)...come on,you know i can't be with someone. I thought that we both made this clear." His tattoed arms were still securely wrapped around you,stroking your back in the hopes of the action giving you some comfort,but as soon as you looked up to him with teary eyes,he couldn't help but let his waterworks flow too. Truth be told,Jungkook hated to see you sad,as awkward as the situation was right now,he hated seeing the one he fell for sad. "No,you made it clear for yourself. You're always acting nice with me,always closing any distance we had between us...no matter how hard i try to stay away from you,you suffocate me...if it was with hatred,it would be better,but it isn't. You're always here to fuck me up then rebuild me once you're sober. I fucking hate you for making me fall for you but i hate myself more for letting myself fall for you."

Your words were stinging. Even poisonous to his ears. Did you really hate him? And as much as it hurt him,it hurt you the same. You never really saw someone else in the hopes of being his one day,you won't blame it on him because you were the one in control of your own life,but every step you declined from someone else was to aliment the hope of being his one day. "I'm sorry...(Y/n)...i...i know you like me...but it won't work out. I do see you as more than just a friend with benefits,i do like you too...but...i can't be with you when i don't even know what tomorrow is made of." You tried to get out of his grip,but it only tightened and he brought your chin up with two fingers. "Listen,don't think i don't like you...if i didn't..you wouldn't be the first one i call to help me,fuck,i know i sound like an asshole for saying this but i do like you...i just..." he was getting ridiculous at this point and he knew it. "You just what? You don't want to miss out on someone else. I get it. You want your target list to be finished then crawl back to me when you're done." "(Y/n) it's not like tha-" you finally got out of his grip. "No. Don't say anything. I get it. But i won't be a second choice to anyone. Let alone you. Good night." You quickly wiped your tears away and went to your room,closing the door behind yourself,leaving Jungkook alone,in the dark living room.

He was tossing and turning for more than an hour now. You could hear it from your room how he was walking up and down the hall. 'I really fucked up.' he thought to himself and he wasn't wrong. You were probably the only person who would really go to hell and back for him and you were the only person he would do the same for. Then why was he acting like an asshole towards you now? Now that he was sure of your feelings,why did he have to break everything he tried to build? It couldn't end like that.

He softly knocked on your door,even if you told him to go away,he opened the door and lied down next to you,taking your body in his arms,nuzzling his face into the skin of your neck. "I'm sorry..." his soft lips placed a kiss on your neck and hands grabbed yours. "Sorry for what? For at least telling me the truth?" "(Y/n)...it's not like that...i just don't want to fuck things up. I prefer to fuck it up now than once we're together. I...i do love you...i heard the bells and the fireworks as soon as i saw you...but i don't want to fuck this up. Simply because i know how fans are,how groupies are. I prefer you seeing my fuckboy image than the real me,as much as i hate it though." You turned around,facing him,still in his clutch. "Well too late dumbass,i fell for the awkward and nice you,the one i see during studio hours,during practice,not this...whole flirty fuckboy persona that i get to see at every thursday at 3 am." He inhaled then kissed your forehead,bringing you closer to him. "It's too late for me to ask you to be my girlfriend...right? I don't want things to end...and,if the only way for me to stay with you is to put that image aside,i'm willing to do it." You sighed. He was still in the wrong. You didn't want him to change for you,but for him. To be himself again. "Jungkook,you don't understand...i want you to be you. I don't want you to rush into things because you don't want to lose me. Plus,you might not like a relationship,so if you don't want one right now,then leave me alone and don't make me fall for you more."

He shut you up before you could go on your monologue with a kiss. Not a rushed one like usually. But a soft one. One that tasted like cigarettes,monster,alcohol and love. "I love you...and starting a relationship now...or in 5 years...it won't change shit...no matter what i think now. I...after thinking about it...what you said...you're right. If i don't jump in right now...what will it change in 2 or 5 years? Nothing...i will still be the same if i don't change now." His frown turned into a small smile when he felt your nose in his neck,a light peck on his skin and your hands on his back. "So...you really want to start something with me...out of love and not out of pity?" He smacked the back of your head,out of habit but also out of outrage,he didn't want you to think he was doing this out of pity. "You dumbass,i want to be with you. I really want to. Out of love. Not because i pity you. You are probably the only person who would accept my headassery...and i love you. So please...don't ever think i would do this brcause of pity." You simply laughed,still sniffing a little bit and cupped his cheeks. "Good,because...i love you too." He kissed you first,again. Now with more passion though. His hands roaming around your back and ribcage,then on your waist,he couldn't help but pull you closer,until it couldn't be done anymore. "I know you do...now...shouldn't we sleep..? Because it's half past five...and you have to wake up at 10 so you can study..." You kissed his neck once more then placed your head on his chest. "It's already almost 6..might as well watch some cartoons and eat breakfast,no?" Jungkook's face lit up like a child's at the candy store. "Now i know why i heard the bells and the fireworks when i saw you."

I hope you guys enjoyed this,i kinda made it longer than most of my writings,but i still hope it's okay!

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grxceblqckthxrn · 5 years ago

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TDA characters as types of tiktokers

y’all KNOW i’m bored when i’m doing this shit lmao

i’ll get around to doing the other TSC characters eventually TDA was just the first to come to mind also if you’re not actively on tiktok some of what i say might not make sense ahaha

also i named some tiktokers who yall can use for reference for some of them and from what i’ve seen they’re all fairly unproblematic so you should check them out!!

EMMA CARSTAIRS

okay so she’s DEFINITELY super popular and she uses her platform for good

she’s really funny and a lot of her audios go viral posts videos of her dancing saying that she cant dance but she’s actually really good at it

6M followers and growing fast

hypes up her boyfriend’s account ALL the time

calls out misogynistic/racist tiktokers through duets and KEEPS THEIR TAG IN THE CAPTION

she is not afraid of starting drama lmao

occasionally hops on POV and transition trends but its usually satire

emma can’t act for shit lmao

super active on tiktok and has a spam account

people are always asking her to drop the skin care routine but she doesn’t have one??

*pushes Zara down* “and no one’s gonna help her?? WOW some world we live in”

JULIAN BLACKTHORN

there’s no way he doesnt have an art account lmao

a lot of his paintings go viral but 90% of his comments are 14 year old girls thirsting over him

yall know that pottery guy on tiktok?? the cute one?? (i searched up his account just for this post he’s @/daxnewman769) that’s the best way to describe him

literally all the famous tiktokers commission him

probably has like 4M followers lmao

will occasionally make about how respecting women doesn’t make you a “simp”

doesn’t get into tiktok drama tho

posts candid videos of emma and all his jealous 14 year old fans get so pressed but he shuts down anyone who says anything bad about her

sometimes does painting or drawing tutorials and he’s really good at teaching stuff lmao

CRISTINA ROSALES

omg okay so like yall know those really pretty girls on tiktok who are literal models and are always dropping tips on how to frame your face for pictures and best clothes and poses and whatever ( @/ameliezilber is the first person that came to mind as an example)

thats her

alot of her content is just for the aesthetic

BLING EFFECT

GRWM’s all the time

10 step skin care routine

GOOD VIBES

has a pretty decent following?? like at least 2 million

has a spam but it’s exactly the same as her main lol

also calls out problematic tiktokers but not by name

her entire account is full of body positivity and does a bunch of stuff on loving yourself

sometimes does POVs and all the comments are like “@ netflix hire her rn”

sometimes posts crack videos with emma and cute vids with mark and kieran

MARK BLACKTHORN

does a lot of reaction videos and duets

a lot of his videos go viral but he doesn’t have a huge following like maybe 800k

everyone still knows him

gets at least twenty “are you wearing only one contact” comment about his eyes every post

he’s really funny without even realizing it

sometimes goes inactive for weeks at a time and just forgets that tiktok exists lmao

shows off kieran and cristina ALL THE MF TIME AND EVERYONE IS SO JEALOUS LIKE HOW ARE ALL OF THEM HOT

KIERAN

doesnt have a tiktok lmao sorry

but shows up so much on mark’s and cristina’s that a lot of people know who he is

DIANA WRAYBURN

unironically does POVs but is actually good at them??

lots of videos talking about the struggles of minorities like LGBTQ+ and POC and women

posts a lot of those vidoes that are like “what to do if you ever get kidnapped” “red flags in relationships” “most powerful parts of the body” etc

probably has like 500k followers

at the end of the day she doesn’t really use tiktok that much tho ahaha

LIVVY BLACKTHORN:

does a little bit of everything??

posts dance videos sometimes

omg her transitions are SO good

everyone is in love with her and she has to remind them that she’s a minor (i’m just a kid plays aggressively in the background)

posts videos that are just vibes?? like her skating at night, dancing in traffic with dru/her friends, walking through the city at night etc

lots of lip syncing videos to whatever sounds are popular and all her comments are like “i wish i looked like this” “guess im not eating today” and she gets so upset :((

she wants everyone to know that they’re perfect the way they are!!

also posts POVs sometimes and she’s not that bad at them ahaha

probably has like 1 million followers

doesn’t even need a spam just posts everything on her main

shouts out her sibilings accounts all the time

overall just great energy

TY BLACKTHORN

never posts his face on his main but he does on his spam

yall know those accounts that post fun facts or psychology facts?? his is like that except he talks to explain them and everyone finds his voice SO calming

he posts a lot of content of animals and everyone is in AWE with how good he is with them

his username is probably theanimalwhisperer or something djkfskjd

every single time he posts Kit on his account all the comments are like “OOH ICU” and “SHIP” and “ASK HIM OUT ALREADY”

he gives 0 shits about popularity on tiktok he’s just posting for fun because he likes teaching people about his interests

so he has like maybe 500k followers

lots of philosophical questions that has everyone questioning their existence

ugh i love him

KIT HERONDALE

be honest this is what y’all were waiting for

yall know those unproblematic ppl that everyone refers to as the “king(s) of tiktok”???

yeah thats him

SO FUNNY

LIKE HIS CONTENT IS GENUINELY HILARIOUS

lots of sarcasm and satire

think @/adamkindacool ?? (one of my favourite tiktokers lmao)

does reaction videos for those “pov: im the annoying hot cheeto girl sitting next to you in math class” videos

dark humor (not like rude humor but actual dark humor)

like “i put the baby in the oven and the pizza in the bed” type of jokes back when those were a thing

has like 4M followers but almost every single one of his posts go viral so he’s gaining fast

lots of pranks

starts a bunch of trends

any video he posts of Mina goes viral

sometimes he posts some really weird stuff that has everyone laughing so hard irl (@/benoftheweek)

he NEVER thirst traps but still gets a lot of those weird sexual fairy comments on his posts (iykyk)

TO BE CLEAR I MEAN THE FAIRY EMOJI ONES NOTHING TO DO WITH HIM BEING FAE

reacts to the comments with a video of him just staring at the screen with the “oh to see without my eyes” or “im just sixteen” audio going on in the background which only encourages them to make more weird comments

anyways everyone loves him

any of his povs are pure jokes meant to make fun of pov’ers

posts maybe one serious tiktok every 5 months that talks about being respectful and using your platform for good

“i miss old tiktok”

posts a lot of random videos of Ty where, again, all the comments are shipping them except even more so on his account because everyone can see his heart eyes for Ty

collabs with Dru a lot and does a bunch of duets of her videos

everyone loves him bye

DRU BLACKTHORN

SO many memes

she deletes any hate in her comments bc she honestly doesnt care to respond to them and doesn’t need that kind of negativity in her life

but one time she got a “the f in women stands for funny” comment and she WENT OFF

does really dark povs sometimes that are really interesting

CLOWN MAKEUP + SCARY CLOWN TIKTOKS ( think @/avani ‘s clown make up posts

REALLY good at makeup and sometimes gets julian to do scary makeup on her for tiktoks and povs (like those ones with stitches over the mouth or skin peeling off)

huge ally!! posts a lot about minorities struggles and white privilege, and acknowledges hers

does movie reviews and stuff sometimes

“types of” videos

pulls a lot of pranks on her sibilings with livvy and sometimes with Kit

lots of body positivity + self love

calls out back-handed compliments

also has a lot of content like Livvy’s of just vibing in LA

julian and emma and mark go off at anyone who sexualize her in the comments

probably has like 650k followers

posts a couple of times a week

BONUS:

JAIME ROSALES

lots of skateboarding videos idk he just gives me that vibe

doesn’t post that often but is super popular

like maybe 1.5M followers

really passionate about systematic racism

HATES all those privileged white boys using the “this is america” audio to pretend they’re oppressed ( this is a may 2020 thing so it probably wont make sense to anyone who sees this after lmao)

POSTS A LOT OF THIRST TRAPS LMAO

also posts lots of videos that’s just him yelling about stuff but they’re really entertaining to watch ( like that guy sebastian @/sauceyogranny)

everyone thinks he’s super hot he always shows up in those “hottest boys on tiktok” videos except sometimes he’s just the token POC boy and it makes him mad :(

DIEGO ROSALES

HIS ACCOUNT IS SO PRACTICAL LMAO

lots of tips

“what to do if you’re trapped in the desert” “what to do if you’re kidnapped and stuck in the trunk”

doesnt reply to comments EVER unless it’s to clarify a point he made in the video or answer a question

has like 200k

okay thats it lmao im done bye this took me like an hour to make

i’ll get to all the other characters from the other series’ eventually

also if yall are wondering abt the lack of f*ckbois in this post they’re coming dw

TMI CHARACTERS AS TYPES OF TIKTOKERS

TID CHARACTERS AS TYPES OF TIKTOKERS

TLH CHARACTERS AS TYPES OF TIKTOKERS

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darkjanet2 · 3 years ago

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Drusilla’s Soul Ch. 14

Odiaba, Japan

A 14-year-old boy was practicing with his band. His name was Yamato “Matt” Ishida, he was handsome, cool, intelligent, and he was a bearer of Friendship. He had medium length blond hair and a green school uniform.

You've got a boy, you've got a girl,

Sitting' underneath a tree

They sit there everyday

And even though, you may think

this is the way the things should be,

It may not always be that way

You can't take nothing for granted,

You've gotta live life today

“Your music is really good. You can tour the world once you get a good enough agent, then you and the band will be world wide, Matt.” said the boy with a guitar.

(A/N: I don’t know their names for the Teenage Wolves band. I hope you don’t mind.)

The keyboard player nodded, “ I agree with him, but there are always other ways.”

“You really think we can travel the globe if we sign an agent? That’d be awesome, but I wonder who will watch TK while I’m gone?” Matt asked, “I mean, he’s 11. You think he can take care of himself?”

“That’s true, bro, but don’t you think you’re being a bit more like a parent than a brother? Being overprotective may make it harder for TK to seem more like a child than an adult, but I may have someone that can watch him while we’re gone.” said the drummer.

Matt looked at the drummer, “Who do you have in mind?”

“My cousin, she is cool.” the drummer responded.

“We have a gig to start next week. We are not going to travel nor will TK stay on his own. Besides, let’s do this gig and then we will start a concert.” said Matt.

They resumed playing music and the music level was absolutely brilliant.

After they finished practicing, they packed their instruments and fist bumped each other.

“That was really great practice, you guys. I’ll see you later.” Matt waved his friends goodbye.

“See ya, Matt.” said the keyboard player, waving goodbye to his friend.

Later that night

TK was playing Tekken 7 along with Patamon. His mother went to work until 6 PM. TK’s Tekken character was Paul Phoenix and Patamon’s Tekken character was Steve Fox. Paul was fighting Steve while his health bar was depleted. Patamon was trying to find a way to get his health bar up. TK was looking for power ups in the game, but couldn't find any. And Patamon also tried to find power ups, and he found it. Steve finally powered up and pummeled Paul to death. A K.O. appeared on the screen. Steve danced in victory. TK hung his head in defeat and Patamon won. TK couldn’t help but smile.

“You played well, Patamon. Wanna play another round?” asked TK.

“No. I'm kinda hungry. So what is your mother doing?" asked Patamon.

“She works at the newspaper company as a journalist. So she'll be back soon.” TK said, “Let’s have a hot pocket for dinner.”

“Okay.” said Patamon.

TK went to the kitchen and took out two frozen hot pockets from the freezer. He put them in the microwave to warm them up, and the microwave beeped those pizza pockets were done. He grabbed the saucers and carefully took them out of the microwave because it was hot.

They began to eat their food, it was so delicious and cheesy and it tasted like real pizza. They were soon full and sleepy.

“Ah, that was so good,” said Patamon blissfully.

“Yeah, it was." TK replied.

A phone rang in the kitchen. TK answered the phone.

“Hello?”

“Hey, TK.” greeted Matt.

“Hey, Matt. How have you been?” asked TK.

“I’m fine. The practice was really great, and the gig will start next week. Would you like to come?” asked Matt.

“Yeah, I can’t wait. Is all the gang going to be there?” TK replied.

“Sure, they are,” said Matt.

“Awesome! We haven’t seen them in a while.” said TK.

“You better be there next week ‘cause you don’t wanna miss it.” said Matt.

“Oh, I won’t miss it. I’ll set up a reminder, so I won’t forget that.” said TK.

“Okay, great. Is Mom home?” he asked.

“She’ll be back home until 6:00. I’ll tell her about this.” replied TK.

“Okay, I’ll see you later, bro.” said Matt.

“Bye, Matt.” TK hung up.

“Matt is having a gig next week. I think you should come, too.” smiled TK.

“Really?” Patamon beamed.

“Yeah, so are our friends, too.” said TK.

Patamon squealed in excitement and hugged TK, and TK hugged him back.

Somewhere in Underground

One night there was an underground crypt filled with candles resembling the church. The vampire minions gathered their leader. An ancient vampire was sitting on his throne who was old and hideous. He had white pale skin, a bald head with pointed ears and yellowish, talon-like nails. His face had the basic vampire brow ridge, wrinkles and fangs, except with red eyes instead of yellow ones; and a snub, bat-like nose. He also had blood-stained on his nose down to his mouth. He was wearing a leather jacket with matching pants and boots.

“My children, gather and listen to your Master,” the creepy looking creature said, as the vampires began to gather their master.

“Yes, my lord.” said the group of vampires.

"My children, have you obtained the items I need to free myself from this Hell Hole?" asked the Master.

One vampire kneeled in front of him, "Not yet Master, the Book Of Crimson Rituals and the Dagger Of Vladimir still have not been found, Master.” said the vampire named Luke.

The Master bent down and placed his index finger under the vampire's chin. "You best not fail again, my child or I will have to make an example of you."

“I won’t fail you, my Lord.” Luke said. " I'll find that book no matter what." Luke said.

“Anyway, I have a mission for you. There are some valuable items in Japan, Romania, and Denmark. I need three things that I have to free myself from this barrier.” said the Master.

“What are three items you need, Master?” asked Darla.

“The first item is Dagger of Vladimir that lies in Romania, the second item is a book called Crimson Ceremony that lies in Denmark, and the third item is Pigeon Blood gem that lies in Japan. This gem is precious.

Luke said, " I'll do whatever it takes to find that book Master. I won't let you down. I'll give you my word."

Angelus whispered to Darla, "This is ludicrous. Why do I have to stick with this prune face?”

“Because he’s trapped underground and the barrier held him off." replied Darla.

Angelus replied, "If we freed him, why can’t he just do it himself?”

“I heard that! Do you disobey my order?” asked The Master.

“Of course not, Master. We're just getting our plan of action together." said Darla.

“That's right. We'll be heading out soon." said Angelus.

“Of course you will, but if you disrespect your master, I will gladly dust you away like you're nothing.” said the Master.

Angelus scoffed, “Why not? You’ve been trapped underground with the barrier for 60 years!”

The Master said,"Don't make me kill you Angelus! Just do as I say!"

Luke said, “Well, speak of the devil, this girl called Drusilla was cursed by a gypsy to have a soul.”

“So Angelus was the one who sired her— no, he drove her insane before he turned into one of us." said the Master.

“And she fled from us, she was no longer with us. She has a damned soul and helped people.” said Angelus.

" What in the hell did you say? How would you know?” asked the Master.

“Because I have seen her every media report, Drusilla helped people from danger. The President had given her awards and a statue that made her a hero. It made my blood boil!” said Darla, in an angry voice.

Luke said, " And it's all on the head of one person. Angelus! I'll see you when I get back. I'm going to look for that book."

“Go ahead,” said Angelus. "Knock yourself out."

“I'm going to find the dagger, Master.” said Darla, bowing respectfully.

“You may go now, Darla.” the Master looked at Angelus, “ And it goes for you, Angelus. If you screw up even once, you're dead! Understand?”

Angelus paused before he responded, Yes, Master. I understand.” said Angelus, dully.

“Now go on. Your mission has begun.” said the Master.

They headed out on their mission determined to find the items for the Master.

One Week Later

Drusilla packed her belongings to get ready for the mission trip to Japan. She was dressed in a red dress and coat and shoes. Her hair was tied up as a bun and part of her mane down. She called David and Britney to come over to take care of her cat, Jade.

When they arrived at her house, she welcomed them.

“Hey, guys. Thanks for coming.” said Drusilla.

“It’s no problem. Guess where you are going?” asked Britney.

“Well, I have a mission to go to Japan. I’m on my way to the Princess Cruise, there are some strange creatures around here.” said Drusilla.

“Really? When are you coming back, Dru?” asked Britney.

“About 2 weeks.” replied Drusilla.

“Then you should be right back, right?” Britney asked.

“Yeah,I won’t be gone for too long. Before I go, please make sure you feed her, groom her, play with her, and wash her while I’m gone.” said Drusilla.

“Okay, we’ll do that.” said David, in affirmative.

“Please be careful. We’ll take care of Jade.” said Britney.

Drusilla nodded when she heard notification from her Uber app that had arrived at her house.

“Well, there goes my ride.” Drusilla patted Jade on the head saying goodbye. “Bye, Jade. Be a good cat and get along with them, okay?”

As Drusilla went out and got into the Uber and departed for the Princess Cruise. Drusilla called her boyfriend, Leon.

“Hello?”

“Hi, Leon.”

“Hey, Dru. How are you doing?” he asked.

“I’m fine. I’m on my way to the Princess Cruise.” replied Drusilla.

“Really? Where to?” asked Leon.

“Odaiba, Japan.” Drusilla said, “I have a mission trip right now, and I won’t be back until I return in 2 weeks.”

“You’re going on your own? If I come with you, it’s pretty dangerous to go on by yourself, you know?” said Leon.

“You don’t have to worry about me. I’ll be okay, Leon. Like I said, I’ll return in 2 weeks.” said Drusilla.

“Okay. I’m gonna miss you, Dru.” said Leon, sadly.

“I’ll miss you, too, Leon.” Drusilla smiled sadly.

“Take care, Dru.” said Leon.

“You, too.” Drusilla hung up.

After they had arrived at the Princess Cruise at the port. Drusilla thanked the Uber driver and took her luggage out of the trunk, walked to the entrance and gave them a valid ticket. As the cruise began to depart from the port, the passengers were exploring the ocean or relaxing.

A light switch came on, Drusilla scanned around the luxurious room. It had a Smart TV, queen bed, nice furniture, and there was a window where you could see the ocean. She opened the door to reveal a luxurious bathroom- beautiful.

It had a bathtub next to the shower, it had a sink and a toilet. So Drusilla made herself comfortable, so she turned on the TV to watch Family Guy.

#digimon adventure #btvs #btvs fanfiction #alternative universe #au crossover #drusilla #tk takaishi #matt ishida #takeru takaishi #yamato ishida

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liberace19 · 4 years ago

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) Liberace has met thi challenge of big-screen movies, kissing scenes and all. So far in his professional career, the Candelabra king hasn't been allowed much more affection than kissing his mother on the fore head. But now he's making his first starring movie, "Sincerely Yours," and you know how Jlolly-wood can change things. Oh, he's getting the romance, all right. His amours in the film are brown-haired beauty Joanne Dru and Dorothy Malone. Lee's first screen kiss was with Miss Malone, and it was a lulu. "We had to hold it while the camera panned over to William DCmarest and Joanne," he said. "Then the camera panned back to us, still kissing. Wow!" But his kiss with Joanne was even more notable. "For three days, her neck had been out of joint and she had been having massages for it," he related. "When I grabbed her and kissed her, I heard a strange noise you can even hear it on the sound track. It turned out I had put her neck back in joint." How some of Liberace's possessive fans go for all this smooching remains to be seen. "I even have a closeup that will probably be the biggest one in history," he announced. "It's the scene where I realize I am deaf. Nothing but my ' eye and ear on the screen!" Liberace plays a popular pianist, but not really Liberace. At least Mom is missing.

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cristinablackthornkingson · 5 years ago

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The birth of Mina Carstairs Part 2, Mina meets her family.

It is a gorgeous spring evening in France and Emma and Julian have just arrived back at The Institute after sight seeing for most of the day. They have been in Paris for about two months now, Emma simply adores the place and doesn’t want to leave, despite the fact that Leon Verlac keeps hitting on both her and Julian.

“I’m going to go to the internet cafe down the road and Skype with Tavvy, want to come with me?” Julian asks Emma as they walk up the stairs towards their room.

“Sure, I just want to change my shoes first okay?” Emma says, smiling up at her boyfriend. Julian smiles back at her and nods.

“Okay, I’ll wait for you by the front doors.” Just as Julian heads back down the stairs, Emma feels her phone buzz in her pocket. She stops in her tracks and pulls her phone out and sees she has a message from Jem. She opens the message and her screen is filled with a picture of a tiny baby with beautifully tanned skin, a mop of thick dark hair and big wide brown eyes. Just above the picture Jem has written “Mina can’t wait to meet her cousin that she’s heard so much about!” Emma’s heart melts at the picture of her beautiful little cousin, who she has been so excited to meet over the last nine months.

“Julian! Julian she’s here!” Emma exclaims in a delighted tone, turning and running down the stairs after her boyfriend.

“Who’s here?” Julian asks in a confused tone, furrowing his brow.

“Mina!” Emma exclaims.

“Who?” Julian asks still very confused as to what or who Emma is talking about.

“Mina, you dummy! My cousin, Jem and Tessa’s baby!” Emma exclaims, lightly shoving Julian’s arm. Realization dawns on Julian’s face and he smiles broadly at Emma.

“Oh! Oh Em that’s wonderful! Do you have a picture?” He asks. Though Julian is nowhere near as close to Jem and Tessa as Emma is, he is close with them and cares about them very much, they are the only family Emma has left so he has made an effort to be close with them and over the last few months he has shared Emma’s excitement at Mina’s imminent arrival.

“Yeah, she looks just like Jem.” Emma says in a soft tone, showing Julian the picture of Mina that Jem had sent her.

“Oh I remember when Dru was that small, she looked a bit like Mina does, she had lots of dark hair too.” Julian says in a fond tone, his heart warming as he thinks of his baby sister, who he misses so much.

“We have to go to Devon to meet her.” Emma eagerly says, bouncing on the balls of her feet, excited beyond words about meeting baby Mina.

“Of course, we can pack tonight and ask Magnus to open us a portal tomorrow morning.” Julian says, grinning at Emma’s delight and giddiness.

“No! We have to go as soon as possible, you pack and I’m going to see if I can talk to The High Warlock, see if she can open a portal for us as soon as possible!” Emma says. Before Julian can speak, Emma dashes past him and out the doors of The Institute, leaving him with no option but to get started on the packing.

Meanwhile in Devon, it has just turned to evening and Jem is sitting on the sofa in the living room with Mina lying in his lap, taking her bottle and taking in everything around her with her big brown eyes. Kit is sitting next to Jem, letting Mina hold onto his fore-finger on his right hand while scrolling through his phone with his left. Mina is watching Kit, her eyes tracking his every move. She absolutely adores her big brother and sometimes will scream and scream until Kit picks her up, and then she will instantly stop and snuggle into him. At first Kit acted like it was no big deal to him, but after a while he couldn’t hide how much it means to him that Mina loves him so much and wants to be with him a lot.

Just as Mina finishes her bottle and Jem wipes around her mouth with her bib, causing her to fuss, squirm and kick Jem in the stomach, there is knock on the front door.

“Kit can you take your sister while I answer the door please?” Jem asks, lifting Mina up from his lap, ready to pass her to Kit.

“Of course, come’re Min-Min lets show Jem how good I’ve gotten at burping you!” Kit says in a happy tone, taking Mina into his arms and kissing her chubby little cheek. Jem smiles softly and ruffles Kit’s hair affectionately, on his way to the door.

When Jem opens the front door he is surprised to see a grinning Emma with Julian at her side, weighed down with bags and suitcases.

“Emma, Jules, what a lovely surprise!” Jem says, pulling Emma in for a hug. She and Julian had visited with he, Kit and Tessa shortly after Emma and Julian set out on their travel year, when Tessa was only 3 months pregnant with Mina, Jem loved having Emma and Julian to stay, he and Emma would often go for walks in the evening and Julian had insisted on making breakfast every morning, which Tessa was extremely grateful for as at that early stage in her pregnancy she had been suffering with bad morning sickness and the smell of Jem’s cooking always made her nauseous, but Julian’s didn’t affect her at all and she was able to eat and keep the food down.

“I hope you don’t mind us arriving here un-announced but when you sent me that picture of Mina, I just couldn’t wait to see her.” Emma says as she pulls back from Jem’s embrace and he and Julian shake hands.

“Oh of course we don’t mind, Tessa is resting upstairs but she’ll be delighted to see you when she wakes up, come in, Julian you can leave the bags by the door if you like or if you want to take them up to your room I’ll help you.” Jem says, opening the door wider to allow Emma and Jules in.

“Thanks but it’s okay I can manage, half of these bags are for Mina anyway, Emma went on a shopping spree for her in Paris, between Magnus and Emma’s gifts, she’s going to be the most stylish baby around.” Julian says in an amused tone, setting the bags with Mina’s gifts in them by the door, leaving him with just a backpack, a dufflebag and two suitcases.

“Oh Emma you didn’t have to get her anything.” Jem says, lifting out an outfit that consists of a white t-shirt with pink ruffles around the edges, a pink collar and black writing on the shirt that says ‘Daddy’s sunshine’, along with a pair of black shorts with red trimming and a pattern of red and pink flowers. It is possibly the cutest thing Jem has ever seen. “Oh my goodness, Mina look what Emma got for you.” Jem coos to his daughter, walking over to the sofa and taking her when Kit passes her to him.

“Oh she’s even cuter in person!” Emma explains, joining Jem by the sofa and letting Mina grab onto her finger.

“Do you want to hold her?” Jem asks. Emma’s eyes light up with delight and she nods.

“Oh can I?” She asks, unsure if she can trust herself to hold tiny little Mina, who looks so delicate and fragile. It’s been almost 8 years since she held a baby this small, she’s very out of practice.

“Of course. Mina, Emma interrupted her holiday in France to come meet you, you are one popular little girl.” Jem softly says, carefully passing the baby to Emma.

“Oh hi Mina, you look just like your daddy, I’m so glad you’re finally here I’ve been so excited to meet you, you’re one of my only blood relatives, how special does that make you?” Emma says in a soft tone, smiling down at her little cousin who is watching her with big brown eyes filled with curiosity. Suddenly Mina starts to fuss and squirm in Emma arms before she starts crying. Emma’s eyes grow wide and she frantically attempts to calm the baby by rocking her gently, but Mina continues to cry.

“Give her to me.” Kit says, standing up from the sofa and holding his arms out for the baby. Emma gives him a hesitant look, thinking that if she can’t calm the baby down there’s no way Kit can, but she hands Mina over all the same and takes a step back. Kit holds his sister close and kisses her cheek. “It’s okay Min-Min, I’ve got you.” He calmly says, running his hand over her dark hair. Mina looks up at Kit and when she sees her brother’s face she immediately stops crying and snuggles closely into him, gripping his shirt with her little hand.

“Oh my god.” Emma says in a shocked tone, unable to believe that Kit has just calmed Mina down and is holding her and cuddling her with ease.

“Mina adores Kit, we’ve come to realize by now that if she starts crying and she’s not hungry, dirty or tired, she wants Kit to hold her.” Jem says in a proud tone, his heart swelling with pride and joy at the sight of his son and daughter.

“Wow, I haven’t seen somebody calm a baby so quickly since Ty was little, he was like that with Julian, sometimes he’d just cry and cry until Julian would hold him and then he’d immediately stop.” Emma says in a nostalgic tone, remembering back to when both her and Julian’s parents were alive and life was so much simpler than it is now.

“H-how is Ty?” Kit stammers, trying not to seem overly invested or interested in his crush’s well being.

“Good, he’s really loving the Scholomonce, he’s settled in well now and made a good routine for himself and he loves the classes.” Julian informs Kit, eager to brag about his amazing little brother.

“That’s good.” Kit quietly says, holding himself back from asking more about Ty or asking Julian to tell him he said hi.

“How are your brothers and sisters Julian? Are Helen and Aline settling back in well?” Jem asks, changing the subject when he notices the look on Kit’s face at the mention of Ty’s name.

“Everyone’s good thanks, Dru is thinking about attending the new Academy, Mark is happier than I’ve ever seen him and will not stop gushing about Cristina and Kieran, and Helen and Aline just told us they’ve started the process to adopt a baby.” Julian says in an excited tone, thrilled at the idea of getting to be the fun uncle who lets his niece or nephew have ice-cream for breakfast and buy them all the toys they want, instead of having to be the responsible one who has to say no to sugar for breakfast and no to a new toy.

“That’s wonderful, and how about little Tavvy? Still best friends with Max and Rafe I hear.” Jem asks, hoping that the little Blackthorn boy will be able to live a peaceful happy life from now on, after such a hectic start to life, with his mother dying shortly after he was born, two wars happening when was only 2 and then loosing his father and sister in the space of just 5 years.

“Yeah he is and he’s very excited to meet little Mina too.” Julian says, smiling softly at Mina in Kit’s arms as she stares at him in fascination.

“You hear that Mina? Someone else who wants to come meet you, you’re a very popular young lady Mina mine, your Aunty Cat and Uncle Ragnor are always asking when they can come see you and now Tavvy too, you are one loved baby.” Jem coos to his daughter, stroking her little cheek. Mina smiles up at Jem and reaches out to grab his hand.

“Another round of pass the baby is it Min-Min?” Kit says in an amused tone, shifting her in his arms so he can keep a better grip on her. Sometimes Mina likes to be passed around between her mum, dad and brother, she’ll scream for Kit to hold her and then only be content with him for a few minutes before she starts crying for Jem or Tessa and on it goes for hours sometimes.

Mina turns her attention back to her brother and smiles up at him around her pacifier, reaching up to pat his face and grab at his hair.

“Who needs a hair cut with you around Mina?” Kit laughs, gently untangling the baby’s hand from his hair.

“Wilhelmina are you torturing your big brother again? Your sister Lucie use to be a little devil for pulling hair.” They hear Tessa say in mock stern tone. Jem turns to see his wife standing at the bottom of the stairs smiling softly at her family.

“Tess! How are you feeling?” Emma asks, walking over to hug Tessa tightly.

“Not too bad thank you, what are you doing here? I thought you were in France.” Tessa lightly says.

“I was but Jem sent me a picture of Mina and I had to come see her, you don’t mind do you?” Emma repeats her concerns to Tessa, who smiles softly at her and squeezes her hand.

“No of course not, you’re always welcome here, you know that.” “Where’s Jules?” Tessa adds, looking around for the young boy.

“Upstairs putting our bags away, he was down here for a bit and then he went up to put our bags away and I think he might be Skyping Dru and Tavvy too.” Emma says, glancing at the time on her phone.

“So my little Wilhelmina are you taking after your big sister with your hair pulling? Are my little girls the most mischievous little things hm?” Tessa says in a gleeful tone, walking over and kissing Mina’s cheek and ruffling Kit’s hair. Mina giggles and leans over toward her mother, indicating she wants to be with her mama now. Tessa takes her daughter and walks over to the wall where there are pictures of all of Jem and Tessa’s family from London hung up.

“You look like your big brother with your lovely dark hair, and you and your Aunty Charlotte both have big brown eyes, you could be Consul like your Aunty Charlotte one day my love, would you like to take over from your Uncle Alec hm?” Jem’s heart swells with love and joy as he watches his wife bouncing their daughter and showing her pictures of all the family she has but she’ll never get to meet.

The next day Jem and Emma are the first to wake and Emma joins Jem on his walk with Mina to the local bakery to pick up some pastries for breakfast.

“Mina is very popular at this bakery.” Jem tells Emma as they approach the building where the ladies who always dote over Mina work. Jem is never one to brag but he can’t help it when it comes to his Mina, she’s only a few months old and people are fawning and gushing over her left, right and center, she could melt the coldest of hearts.

“Oh really?” Emma asks, raising an eyebrow. “Most people are usually taken with you Brother Snacariah.” Jem flushes and covers Mina’s ears, even though he knows she has no idea what Emma has just said.

“Who told you about the nicknames?” He asks in a tone of embarrassment, though secretly he doesn’t really mind, he very much enjoys Lily’s company and is glad to have friends, even if they do relentlessly tease him.

“Kit of course.” Emma laughs, remembering her conversation at 2.00 A.M. this morning with Kit, when neither of them could sleep and met in the kitchen, where Kit proceeded to tell her all about the nicknames Lily has given Jem, and how popular he is at the Shadow Market, and not just for his kindness.

“Little snitch, never trust a Herondale Mina, they’ll tell your most embarrassing stories.” Jem says in a tone of amusement, brushing his hand over Mina’s hair as she flaps her arms and kicks her legs in delight.

They walk into the bakery and the eyes of the two ladies working there light up at the sight of Mina.

“Well if it isn’t our most adorable customer!” The woman who’s sister likes Kit says. Mina coos in delight, loving the attention she’s receiving.

“She’s getting so big!” the lady (whose name tag says her name is Catherine) says, smiling at Mina.

“She certainly is, too fast for my liking.” Jem softly says, loving every minute of watching his daughter grow and develop, but also missing those very early days with her.

“Is this your wife’s niece? She looks very like your wife’s nephew, Kit is his name right?” Catherine asks, looking at Emma, who is quietly standing by Jem, pulling faces at Mina to make her smile.

Jem smiles softly at Emma and says

“No this is my sister, Emma.” He has always thought of Emma as a younger sister, and loved her like a sister so it feels right to introduce her as his sibling, he had always been slightly envious of Will having Cecily, and when he saw the bond between James and Lucie it had made him wish he had a sister even more, and now he finally does, in Emma.

“Oh, big age gap then?” The other lady asks in tone of surprise. Emma smiles and nods.

“Jem was ten when I was born.”

“Ah I see, were you born somewhere else? You don’t sound like you’re from here?” The lady asks, as Catherine takes Jem’s order.

“I was born in LA, Jem was born here in England, he’s lived most his life here and I’ve lived most of mine in LA, when our parents died I chose to stay with my boyfriend’s family.” Emma explains, fabricating the story with ease.

“Just here to visit your niece then?” The lady asks, glancing at Mina in the carrier, tugging at the watch on Jem’s wrist.

“Yeah, she’s a cutie isn’t she?” Emma fondly asks, smiling over at Mina and wrinkling her nose up at her which usually gets her to smile or laugh.

“Absolutely, and your brother isn’t bad looking either.” The lady quietly says. “Your sister-in-law is a lucky lady.” Emma bites her lip to stop herself bursting out laughing, making a mental note to tell Kit about this when they get back to the house.

“Ready to go?” Jem asks, walking up to Emma before she can reply to the lady.

“Yeah lets go.” Emma says in an amused tone, heading for the door and leaving a very confused Jem behind.

“What’s so funny?” Jem asks in a confused tone, once they are out of the bakery.

“The lady I was talking to in there thinks you’re hot.” Emma says in an amused tone. “Your daddy is almost as popular as you Min-Min, that lady is about the thousandth lady to flirt with him, and I’m going to tell your big brother and mummy all about it.” Emma coos to Mina, who watches her with her wide brown eyes full of curiously, seemingly fascinated with her father’s popularity with the ladies.

Jem groans, knowing he is in for another teasing from Kit and Tessa, who find all the attention he gets from women (and men) hilarious, especially since half the time Jem doesn’t realize he’s being flirted with.

“Mina you’ve got your brother wrapped around your finger, can you make him stop teasing daddy?” Jem jokingly says, taking Mina’s little hand in his and giving it a kiss. Mina coos and gurgles in response, growing excited at the sound of her daddy’s voice, as she always does.

“By the angel it’s no wonder Tessa was so sore when she was pregnant, Mina can pack a serious kick and punch.” Emma says in a tone of awe, watching her cousin kick her legs hard and flail her arms around, narrowly avoiding hitting herself and Jem in the face.

“That she can, come on Mina mine, lets get home so you can kick your toys and not daddy.” Jem says, starting to feel the aches where Mina’s little heels have been kicking at him all day.

After breakfast, Julian, Emma and Kit head to the local park to do some training, leaving Jem and Tessa to try and settle Mina for a nap so they can have some time to themselves for the first time in months.

Right now Tessa is changing Mina from the outfit she was wearing that morning that got covered in milk, slobber and spit-up, and Jem is simply watching his wife and daughter, happy as can be.

Just as Tessa snaps the last few buttons on Mina’s onsie, the doorbell sounds and Mina’s eyes light up with curiosity.

“Who’s that Mina my love? Who’s come to see us?” Tessa coos, lifting Mina up and holding her against her shoulder. Mina flails her legs around in delight and grabs onto Tessa’s blouse.

Tessa and Jem make their way downstairs, Mina griping onto Tessa’s blouse with one hand and chewing on her other hand.

When Tessa opens the door she is surprised but delighted to see Catarina and Ragnor standing on the front step, Catarina holding a bundle of white cloth.

“No one ever visited us this much before Mina was born.” Jem jokingly says, tickling Mina’s cheek lightly, causing her to gurgle in delight and grab for his hand.

“We’re not the first to come meet the newest addition then?” Catarina lightly asks.

“No, Emma and Julian arrived yesterday and I’m sure it won’t be long before Jace and Clary and others show up, but we don’t mind at all, come in.” Tessa gleefully says, shifting Mina in her arms and holding the door open for her friends.

“I’ve heard a lot about this little one from Max and Rafe, and Magnus, they absolutely adore her.” Ragnor says, remembering the day he looked after Max and Rafe after Mina was born, and they spent the entire time going on and on about their new cousin, and Ragnor could not bring himself to be bothered by it, he has always cared about Tessa and loved her like a sister, he is thrilled that she is so happy now, though of course he will never show it.

“She’s a popular young lady alright, though she is mostly obsessed with her daddy and her big brother, you love your Kitty don’t you Mina?” Tessa says in a light-hearted tone. Obviously Mina cannot talk yet so they have no idea how she will refer to her brother, however Max has taken to calling Kit ‘Kitty’ and Tessa likes to think Mina will adopt the nickname too, since she and the Lightwood- Bane boys will be very close as they grow up.

“Christopher’s settling in well then?” Ragnor asks, trying to keep the concern out of his voice. Since helping Kit and Ty gather the ingredients to resurrect Livvy, Ragnor has grown to care about both boys, though mostly because Tessa cares about them and so does Magnus.

“Oh absolutely, he adores Mina.” Tessa says, delighted that Kit is settling in well here and making a home for himself.

“Speaking of little Mina, through your pregnancy I worked on making a blanket for her, I finished it the other day.” Catarina passes the blanket she is holding to Tessa. “A gift for my lovely little goddaughter.”

“Oh Cat it’s beautiful, thank you so much.” Tessa says, unfolding the blanket to look at it. “Look what Aunty Cat made for you Mina, do you love it?” Mina reaches up to try and grab the blanket but can’t quiet manage to.

“She’s so precious, I remember when Ephraim was her age, it feels like only a few weeks ago, not over a century ago.” Catarina says in a tight tone, trying to hold back the tears as she thinks about her son, who she misses everyday.

“Oh Cat, I know what you’re going through and if being around Mina makes it easier just know that you are more than welcome to come see her as often as you like.” Tessa kindly says, reaching out to grasp her friend’s hand, her own heart aching for Jamie and Lucie, even as she holds Mina in her arms, nothing feels complete without her eldest son and daughter.

Catarina smiles softly, letting her usual tough no-nonsense demeanor down, as she sometimes does around those she trusts most.

“Thank you Tess, I appreciate that.” An hour later as Catarina and Ragnor walk toward the town away from Cirenworth arm in arm, Catarina lays her head on Ragnor’s shoulder and quietly says

“I want a baby.” Ragnor’s eyes widen in shock, he knows Catarina loves children and had loved being a mother, but he never thought she would want to have another child someday. But despite his surprise and despite the fact he and Catarina have only been together less than a year, Ragnor cannot deny that over these last few months since he has been back with his friends and gotten to know and spend time with Max, Rafe and Mina, the idea of having a child of his own, someone who will rely on him and love him like he has never been loved before, has grown on him.

“Me too.” Ragnor softly says, slipping an arm around Catarina’s waist. “But we’re not letting Magnus corrupt our kid.” Catarina laughs softly and squeezes Ragnor’s hand.

“Deal.”

Later that evening in Devon, when Jules, Emma and Kit arrive back home, Magnus, Alec and their boys arrive laden down with gifts for Mina, who already has a larger wardrobe than her parents and brother, at only a few months old. Max and Rafe adore Mina but they also adore Kit, Rafe looks at him as though he hangs the moon and Max thinks he’s even cooler than his Uncle Jace and his Uncle Simon, who Max use to think were the two coolest people ever to walk the earth. Kit loves that Magnus and Alec’s kids look up to him and admire him, he loves feeling important and admired, something he hasn’t felt since he left LA and parted with Ty and Dru.

“Kitty where your daddies?” Max suddenly asks Kit as Rafe lies beside Mina on a blanket on the floor, doing everything he can to make her laugh. Kit is caught off guard by this question and is speechless for a second.

“I... well I... I had a mom and a dad not two dads but they died, so Tessa and Jem took me in.” Kit quietly says, wondering weather or not he should have told Max that Rosemary and Jack died, the little guy probably knows so little about death and is is likely still very upset and confused about his grandfather’s death.

“So you adopted?” Max asks in an excited tone.

“Yeah I guess so.” Kit answers, hoping Max will drop this topic soon.

“Me too! And Rafe! Papa says my birth mama and daddy died and so did Rafe’s so we need second family, I don’t amember my mama, do you amember your mama?” Max asks curiously, not realizing how much this question will hurt his cousin.

“No, no I don’t.” Kit quietly says, looking at his hands as he tries to hold back tears.

“Don’t cry Kitty it okay! You got knew mama now, aunty Tess your mama now right?” Max exclaims, wrapping his arms around Kit and hugging him tightly. Rafe runs over and joins the hug too, hating to see his idol upset.

“Don’t be sad Kitty, you got a really good mama and papa now, my papa is this best papa and daddy is the best daddy but Uncle Jem is a good daddy too!” Rafe exclaims, laying his head on Kit’s shoulder. Kit laughs softly and wipes at his tears.

“Yeah you’re right I do have the best mom and dad, thanks guys, I feel better now.” Kit softly tells the little boys, the ache in his heart easing as he thinks of his new family.

Later that night just as it’s approaching 7:00 p.m., Tessa heads into the living room to get Mina from Kit to put her to bed for the night.

“I hope her teething pains don’t keep her awake tonight.” Tessa says to Jem in a tone tinged with worry, as they make their way into the living room.

“Me too, I’ll try and remember to pick up an amber teething necklace for her tomorrow, that always worked a treat with Jamie and Lucie didn’t it?” Jem asks his wife, making a mental list of all the things he’ll need to pick up in town tomorrow.

“Yes it did, and Jamie was a lot fussier than Mina.” Tessa says, opening the living room door and stepping in. What she sees in front of her when she steps in melts her heart and she feels like she could cry with joy. On the sofa, Kit is stretched out, fast asleep with Mina curled up on his chest, also fast asleep.

“Oh my god, that is so beautiful and adorable.” Jem softly says, his heart leaping with joy at the sight of both of his children together, sleeping peacefully, no trouble or hurt on their faces.

“Oh my babies.” Tessa quietly says, crossing the room to kiss them both on the forehead. “I love you my babies, so much.” She whispers, brushing Kit’s hair back from his face. Kit stirs and shifts a bit on the sofa, before mumbling

“Love you too mom.” Jem comes up and puts his arm around his wife, gently guiding her way from Kit and Mina so she doesn’t wake them up and disturb the perfect scene.

A few hours later when Kit wakes up, he notices that Mina is gone and he is in his own bed, with the covers drawn up around him, the door closed and the blinds drawn. On the nightstand he notices a framed picture of him sitting on the sofa with Mina in his arms, both of their faces lit up in delight. Next to the picture is a short note. Kit switches on his lamp, grabs the note and starts to read

“A few months ago we moved all the valuable items in the house into your room to show you you are the most precious thing in this house, now you share that title with your sister but you are no less precious to us, you are our son, you are part of our family and we love you,

love mom and dad.”

Tears of joy trickle down Kit’s face and he makes a note in his phone to ask Tessa and Jem first thing in the morning, if he can add Carstairs to his name, so that he can share a name with his sister and parents and truly feel part of a family at last.

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emms-jules · 5 years ago

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Catch Fire - Chapter 1

First chapter is up! Hope you guys like it! I did my research before using Mexican references, but if there’s still some mishap feel free to correct me! Happy reading! :)

Prologue: https://emms-jules.tumblr.com/post/618542288757571584/catch-fire

Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24269344

If Emma was asked that question five years ago, she would have easily said numerous reasons.

"I want to be with Julian. I want to officially be his. I want to spend my travel year with him. I want to answer his calls. I want to reply to his messages. I want to say I’m sorry. I want to take care of the kids with him. I want us to damn our lives as long as we got to live it."

But this was a different time now. She may still want the same things, but the person she wants to be with might not want it anymore.

Chapter 1

2018

“La hermana! Go!”

Emma leaped from the building, her blonde hair trailing behind her, and sliced the Eidolon demon in two. The demon made inhumane sounds before it vanished, the creature back to its true dimension. Cristina rushed up to Emma, smiling. “Bien hecho! Bien hecho!”

Emma laughed, cleaning Cortana using one of the fallen cloth from the dancers in the parade. “Tina, everything I do is well done.” She tossed the cloth full of demon ichor away in disgust. “Not the way I planned my Cinco de Mayo night though.”

Cristina rolled her dark brown eyes. “Like you enjoyed the last four ones anyway. You just either go on the roof of the Institute or smuggle enchiladas to your room!”

Emma shrugged. “Your mother’s enchiladas are the best!”

Cristina shook her head. The two started walking back to the Institute, which was the other way from the parade and the festivities. It didn’t matter though, since the Rosales family hosted their own celebration back at the Institute. For five years, Mexico had been Emma’s home, if there ever was one.

Cristina’s phone rang. She pulled it from her pocket and looked at the screen, emitting a Spanish curse from her. “Mark just texted. We have ten minutes to get to the Institute before Mama hits our heads with a plato!”

Taking Emma’s hand, they took off in the night.

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Upon reaching the Institute, they were greeted by Mark Blackthorn. He and Cristina exchanged a few kisses, releasing a sound of disgust from Emma. Mark laughed while Cristina rolled her eyes.

“Everyone is by the gardens, but I suggest you dress to the occasion first.” Mark said. Cristina agreed and with a peck for Mark, left to change.

Emma was about to follow when Mark grabbed her arm. She tried to shake her nervousness away. Being alone with Mark will only result in one thing. Talking about someone. “Hi, Mark.”

“Cristina told me about your decision. Are you sure you want to do that?” He asked, his voice laced with concern.

Mark is a gorgeous blonde boy with two different shades of eyes that shows two parts of himself. One gold eye represents his Faerie heritage, specifically his time on the Wild Hunt, and one blue-green eye, the color of the sea, marks him as a member of a distinct family, the Blackthorns. He is also Julian’s older brother, though his time with the fey made him the same age as Julian now.

Emma faked a hurt expression. “Don’t you want me back in Los Angeles?”

Mark turned more serious. “You know what I mean, Emma. Are you ready to face Julian?”

Hearing his name made Emma's heart hurt. This was what he wanted to avoid, and has been doing a good job at until today. She knows that Mark was only asking for her wellbeing, and most likely her brother’s as well, since Emma is certain that her former parabatai hates him now.

She sighed. “Dru has been begging that I come back now. She’s just turned 18, and wants Christina and I to introduce her to adulthood. Helen wants me back for her daughter’s birthday, since I’m the godmother, or so she says. Ty’s assigned by the Scholomance in Los Angeles, so he’s coming home. Tavvy also wants me to be the one to train him, says he looks up to me and everything. Also, don’t you wish Tina to be with you back in the Institute? Don’t tell me otherwise.”

It was Mark’s turn to sigh. “I do want that. I miss her there, which is why I try to visit her as much as I can here, but I also want you to be sure with your decision. Besides everyone giving you a reason to come back, do you have a reason that makes you want to?” He asked.

If Emma was asked that question five years ago, she would have easily said numerous reasons. I want to be with Julian. I want to officially be his. I want to spend my travel year with him. I want to answer his calls. I want to reply to his messages. I want to say I’m sorry. I want to take care of the kids with him. I want us to damn our lives as long as we got to live it. But this was a different time now. She may still want the same things, but the person she wants to be with might not want it anymore.

“I just want to be there for you, guys. You’ve given me a family when I had none, and even after I left the Institute, you still accepted me and what I’ve done. You always reached out and made me feel like I’m still part of that family. I think I can finally pay that back.” She replied instead, and though it was not her reasons before, she knows in her heart that all she said was true.

Mark regarded her for a moment before finally nodding. He offered her a smile and a hug. Emma feels that her statements were still not enough to please Mark, but the conversation is over for now. Hopefully forever.

“We’ll all be home soon, then.”

Emma truly wished that it would still feel like that once she’s there.

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Once Emma was able to take a quick shower and dress herself up in a tight orange floral top and an accompanying maxi skirt, she left her room and immediately went to the garden. When she arrived, food was already being served. Apart from the Rosales family, some other families went to the Institute to celebrate the event.

She recognized three faces. Nasreen Chaudhury, from the Mumbai Institute, was conversing with Jocelyn Fairchild and Luke Garroway, Clary’s parents. Last time Emma heard from her somewhat older sister, the pair was traveling and was currently in India, where they may have been welcomed by Nasreen.

Emma greeted them with a nod as she went to get herself a plate. Cristina and Mark approached her there and got themselves food as well. “Diego and Divya send their regards. They’re busy in New York right now, and cannot portal to come.” Cristina explained.

Diego Rosales was a graduate of the Scholomance and Tina’s ex-boyfriend. He fought alongside Emma and the others against the Cohorts five years ago. After that, Alec Lightwood, Jace’s parabatai and Magnus Bane’s husband, was appointed Consul. However, they lost Idris soon after, since the remaining Cohort members don’t want to acknowledge him in the position. Alec decided to leave them be and gave all Shadowhunters a choice to leave the world and stay in Idris, or go out and fulfill their mandate. The country of Shadowhunters is now closed from the world, no one can enter it, and no one can leave it.

For those who chose to stay outside of Idris, a new form of the Clave was birthed. Alec gave Diego the position of the Inquisitor, and the center of their ruling was transferred to the New York Institute. This was where Alec originally resided, and he wants to be there for his kids Max and Rafael. Once Diego accepted the position, he and his girlfriend, Divya, settled there as well.

“What did your mother say now that Perfect Diego missed Cinco de Mayo for the first time?” Emma jokingly asked, earning a laugh from Mark.

Tina shook her head in turn. “Mama is disappointed, but she’ll live. We’re all grown up now and need to set out in the world. Besides, I’m also leaving her in a week.” She replied.

The trio took their filled plates and settled in a nearby coffee table and ate. The ambiance of the garden was still serene, despite the celebration. The presence of nature sent a calm wind throughout the garden. A mariachi band was playing music that sounded festive that doesn’t get your mind throbbing. Children were dancing near them, accompanied by some elders. There was a faint chatter in the air among the tables, where Emma could hear adults talking about different things. The smell of food wafted in the air, that even though she already has a plate full of it, sends an invitation for another round.

Mark and Cristina were conversing with themselves between bites. Emma decided to continue eating and just observe the surroundings. Mexico was not hard to fall in love with. She remembers her first thoughts when she and Cristina portaled here. The Mexico Institute was a one story villa only, but the land was wide, spanning a few hectares. And despite the Institute having one floor, it is set on high ground, giving a fantastic view of the city below. This is one of the reasons why Emma was often found on the roof. Another is that it brings back wonderful childhood memories with someone.

Reminiscing her first time in Mexico brings back another memory, though a painful one. She recounts the events that happened before she set foot on the Institute’s doors.

She remembers asking for Cristina’s help just after she woke up in the Basilias. She tells her of her dream, and that she needs to leave as soon as she can. She pleads Tina that she doesn’t tell anyone else. She pleads that Tina help her have a place at the Institute in Mexico, like they planned during her travel year. She pleads that she immediately leave once she got her things from the Institute, it didn’t matter if the other girl was coming or not, and she cannot ask her for this, knowing that she is finally happy with Mark. But Cristina listened and understood, and she accepted. “You won’t go through this alone, Emma Carstairs.” She said. “I am coming with you.”

She remembers herself asking for Jem, and begging him to get her back to Los Angeles quickly. Despite Emma’s confusing requests, he brings Tessa to the room, the four of them portaling. She remembers rushing up to her room, Cristina to hers, and they quickly pack their things. She remembers passing by Julian’s room, and walking in at the last minute to grab a worn shirt of his, filled with paint splotches. She remembers crying as she puts it in her bag. She remembers going outside the Institute, seeing Tessa and Jem and a portal waiting for them. She remembers finding the Blackthorns rushing to get to her. She remembers them calling her name in confusion, but a voice stood out.

“Emma? Where are you going?” Julian asks, confused and still limping from his injuries as he approached. Upon realizing the presence of a portal, he quickly runs to reach her, his eyes pleading. “Emma, please no.”

She remembers herself crying as the boy she loves look desperate. She remembers wanting to run to him, to embrace him, to soothe him, to be with him.

Instead, she finds herself running to the portal, Cristina at her tail, before it vanishes behind them.

Emma suddenly feels hot tears spilling down her cheeks. She quickly wipes them away and finds Mark and Cristina looking at her in concern. She offers them a weak smile and says, “I’m going back to my room.” before standing up and leaving the garden.

But she did not go back to her room. Instead, she goes to the roof of the Institute. Like the reason for her tears, going up the roof was an annoying habit. It did bring her a sense of contentment, seeing the view, but it brought more memories that she didn’t need to be reminded of. Maybe she loves the pain, however sadistic it makes her.

She settled herself at the edge of the roof, which overlooked the garden and the city. She pulled out her phone, scrolling through her messages. She received one from Dru earlier that day, sending her a trailer of an upcoming horror film and begging her to watch it with her once she’s back. She also sent a photo of herself and Tavvy, eating donuts. Ty messaged her three days ago, asking her to get him a rare Mexican bird “for research purposes”. Emma shook her head. Mark was also in her latest contacts, and before he came to Mexico, sent him a video of himself digging at the Institute’s new garden, made by himself. Tavvy was taking the video as Mark took a handful of dirt with worms sticking out, and the video was cut when he threw it on Tavvy’s face. That earned another laugh from her.

She clicked Helen’s contact and scrolled through their shared pictures, before finding the one she was searching for. It was a photo of the Los Angeles Institute celebrating the latest New Year’s day, everyone’s faces stuffed with food. Helen transformed it into some sort of greeting card, and sent it to all her contacts. She sees Tavvy reaching for a slice of pizza with his greasy fingers. The 11-year-old was growing his hair longer now, saying it makes him look older in a way. For Emma, he was still the baby who called her “Memma”. Dru was wearing her usual gothic style, but unlike her 13-year-old self, she puts on mature pieces that highlights her assets. Emma was proud of her, remembering how Dru was insecure because of what their aunt told her once about her shape, but now she carries herself with confidence. She sees Ty, back for the holidays that time, his headphones on but still posing for the photo. He was drinking something in a cup, which Emma thinks is still fruit punch, despite Ty being 20 years old now. Mark was holding a bowl of fruits and caught jumping, fruits flying everywhere. A 23-year-old Helen and Aline were at the center of the photo, along with their baby girl, who Emma was yet to meet. The three were hugging each other, creating a cuter smaller family picture.

Finally, she looks at the boy at the far right of the picture, not looking at the camera, but shyly laughing at something while looking at his siblings. Julian. He was 22 years old now, like Emma. He looks more built and taller, and even though it’s been five years, Emma could still feel her heart thumping at the sight of him. What more when I see him? she thought.

She shook her head to rid her thoughts on Julian. This was not what the past five years was supposed to do to her. She closed her phone and settled it next to her.

She could already see herself in a week, when she comes back to Los Angeles. The others will be happy to see her. They would tell her that they miss her, and recount events that she either missed or she already heard from them through calls or texts but want to repeat. She would settle back in her old room, which was untouched, but would be bombarded with the Blackthorns from time to time -all except one.

She could see Julian not eager of her presence. Avoiding her at all costs. Shutting himself in his painting room. She imagines his private room rid of all her portraits. His most hated color now was any shade of yellow. She could see him asking her what nerve she had to go back here, when Emma avoided any way he found to reach her. She could see him resenting her. Who wouldn’t resent their parabatai that left? Who wouldn’t resent someone who promised you a lifetime and left?

The people in the garden were shouting in excitement, breaking Emma’s trance. Suddenly, fireworks shot out to the sky and erupted in beautiful colors all throughout the city. Emma swallowed the lump in her throat. Ironic, that fireworks give off happiness, but all Emma could think of was that after it explodes, the sky would turn back to darkness.

#tsc #tsc fic #tda #tda fic #jemma blackstairs #emma carstairs #julian blackthorn #shadowhunter chronicles #the shadowhunter chronicles #the dark artifices #lady midnight #lord of shadows #queen of air and darkness

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weremarkable · 6 years ago

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LA Confidential - nice read and pictures 👌

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Oh, it was such a sleepy, idyllic town until Armie Hammer came along with those chiseled charms of his. Eighteen months ago, the Italian city of Crema drew occasional visitors for its sweet ravioli and the Gothic 17th-century bell tower in the piazza. But then something positively scandalous happened involving an overripe hollowed-out peach, and Crema was anonymous no more. 😄

If you’ve seen Call Me By Your Name, you’re aware of the indelible moment in which Hammer plays erotic muse to last year’s juiciest moment in film. To sidestep spoilers, let’s just say that Timothée Chalamet, Hammer’s young costar in the coming-of-age drama, discovered a fruit-forward way of quenching his desire for Hammer’s character. Heaps of award nominations (including a Golden Globe nod for Hammer’s performance) and a global invasion of drosophilalike movie tourists followed.

“I went back to Crema after Call Me By Your Name had already come out, and walked into the duomo, which had been so calm and lovely when we filmed,” Hammer, 32, says, shaking his head a little in the courtyard of a Hollywood hotel. At 6 feet, 5 inches with bright blue eyes and a polished smile, the movie star in the conversation is impossible to mistake for someone else. “A few girls were standing together looking at their phones, and one of them looked up at me and just went, ‘Holly f---! There he is!’ And I thought, That’s it. Everything’s different here now.”

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You could say that about Hammer too. The actor noticed a change at the Oscars last year. The first time he attended, in 2011, to support The Social Network (through the magic of split screens, Hammer played both of the Winklevoss twins, who claimed the Facebook idea was theirs), he felt lost in the blur. “You’re on the red carpet looking around at all the insanity going, ‘What the hell?’” he says. “It was like being in a car accident.” But last year, the experience was one to savor. “I walked into a situation where suddenly I’d done a lot of work with a bunch of different people, and it was all, ‘Hey, how are you?’ ‘Oh, wow, great to see you.’ ‘Isn’t this fantastic?’”

Hammer’s orbit continues to widen. This season, he appears opposite Felicity Jones and Justin Theroux in On the Basis of Sex, a biopic directed by Mimi Leder about the life of Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg. Hammer plays Marty Ginsburg, a husband-of-the-century type who cooked and cleaned, and also argued cases alongside his wife in support of her pioneering legal career. “I talked to a lot of Marty’s law students and family members, and said, ‘Be totally honest—he couldn’t have been as great a guy as we’re making him out to be,’ and they all said, ‘You’re right. He was better.’ What the hell do you do with that as an actor?” Hammer obviously figured it out: The role is getting early Oscars buzz in the best supporting actor category.

Hammer portrays another dedicated family man in Hotel Mumbai, based on the terrorist attacks in 2008 at Taj Mahal Palace Hotel in India. It costars Dev Patel. Hammer’s character has to make a Sophie’s Choice-style decision about whether to protect his wife or the child he’s separated from. The production shot in Adelaide, Australia, shortly after Hammer wrapped on those magical months in the Italian countryside. “I went from riding a bicycle in paradise and drinking wine at lunch to getting chased down the hallway by guys with machine guns,” he says. “At a certain point, you just go, ‘Acting is a really weird job.’”

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On the surface, you would think Hammer could have chosen any career—or none at all—and done quite well for himself. It’s not just that he clearly won the DNA lottery; he’s good-looking enough to attract giddy triple-takes even among the blasé hipsters at the hotel. But Hammer is also—brace yourself if you haven’t heard—part of a storied dynasty. His great-grandfather was the Russian-American petroleum baron and philanthropist Armand Hammer, whose name is emblazoned upon buildings and institutions such as the Hammer Museum and Armand Hammer Golf Course in Los Angeles. This is the tycoon who traded caviar and furs with Vladimir Lenin in exchange for American wheat shipments and later bought the company that manufactures Arm & Hammer baking soda, mainly because he got a kick out of the name. Google around and you’ll see images of adorable little Armie—born Armand Douglas Hammer—on Great-grandpa’s private jet.

What’s interesting is how the family legacy shook out. Armie’s parents, Michael Armand Hammer and Dru Ann Mobley, now divorced, relocated the family to the Cayman Islands from Texas and Los Angeles when Armie was 7 and his younger brother, Viktor, was 5. Although the Hammers are mostly of Jewish descent, Armie’s parents identified as Christian evangelicals, and, while in the Caymans, founded Grace Christian Academy, which the Hammer boys attended, and the Christian Communications Association, a not-for-profit Christian radio station. When Armie announced he wanted to pursue a life in show business and left high school to follow his acting dreams, he was effectively disowned for the decision. Ironically, Hammer’s first significant role, at 22, was in a biopic of the young Billy Graham. “When I first got into this, the reaction was basically, ‘Are you out of your mind?’” Hammer says. “But when [my parents] saw how hard I was willing to work and how passionate I was, and that this wasn’t just a fad, they said, ‘OK, we get it.’”

Hammer insists he’s been independent financially since he was 19, and that’s been a prime motivator as he’s shouldered his way through hits and misses (The Lone Ranger and The Man From U.N.C.L.E. were supposed to be his megabudgeted star vehicles; they weren’t.) “I’m so thankful that from a young age, I’ve never had to take anything from anybody. You never get to take money without something attached to it, so I didn’t want those encumbrances. I wanted to live my life without anyone telling me what to do, and that’s meant everything.”

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Hammer and his wife of eight years, food TV personality Elizabeth Chambers, have a daughter, Harper, 4, and son, Ford, 2, who travel on locations with Hammer when he’s not dadding around L.A. “I do a good portion of the school runs, and I cook breakfast for everybody every morning because it’s not like I have a 9-to-5—and also, I love it,” says Hammer, who collects vintage typewriters and won’t say no to a good cupcake (the couple owns two high-end bakeries in San Antonio, where Chambers grew up, and Dallas).

In between the cooking and baking, Hammer finds time for Hollywood. This year, he appears opposite Dakota Johnson in a horror-thriller by British-Iranian director Babak Anvari. “I play an empty shell of a man who works at a dead-end job at a dive bar in New Orleans, which was surprisingly enjoyable to do,” Hammer says. He’s also starring in a remake of Rebecca, Alfred Hitchcock’s first Hollywood film, with Lily James. The film shoots in London, which, unlike that serene village in Italy from Call Me By Your Name, maybe—just maybe—can handle “the Hammer effect.”

PHOTOGRAPHY BY MIKE ROSENTHAL; STYLING BY MARK HOLMES; GROOMING BY KC FEE AT THE WALL GROUP; SHOT ON LOCATION AT VILLA CARLOTTA, LOS ANGELES

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johnmurphysreddit · 6 years ago

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Why Clurphy is coming

Yeah, I have mixed feelings here. I can see it being *Interesting* but that’s different from it being good.

Jason, like pretty much all creatives in their 40s, was heavily influenced by Buffy during the years he was developing as a creator. I don’t know that he knows it, but when you know both shows the parallels are hard to miss.

Finn’s death at Clarke’s hands is Angel’s death. Lexa’s death was a knock off of Tara’s. Buffy gets Dawn and then has to/ chooses to be mother to this eventually more than human thing that spawned in her life much like Clarke gets Madi.

Protagonist goes dark is a media staple, but if you don’t see the parallels between blonde, middle class teen female thrust into a situation she’s not ready for but survives with the help of her squad then I don’t know what to tell you. The parallels between Raven and Willow, Xander and Bellamy, Echo and Anya, the watchers and Kane/Abby aren’t as strong and could be seen as the standard structures of storytelling (a riff on the five man band structure) but major “oh damn” plot twists have stacked up pretty high at this point.

Which brings us to Clurphy. Clarke / Buffy was drug back from the comparative peace of death into a world that made her miserable and she went dark. I will admit to loving Spuffy, but I’m not going to pretend it was healthy. It was an “I hate you slightly more than I hate myself so maybe if I can find a way to angrily hate you less some of my pain will be soothed” relationship. The writer wound up with a man he intended as a villain but then the character got more complex, the actor is charismatic as hell, and fandom loves him. Murphy/Spike. Why wouldn’t you use that?

Also, each had a previous love who seemed fairly epic (Dru / Emori) but they unceremoniously brushed that aside in favor of more screen time for characters with wide spread appeal in a (delightfully?) dysfunctional story that let them put sex on the screen and made fandom go nuts.

It also puts a character who would do anything and say anything on the side of the lead character and there’s a lot of utility to the writing team in that. Bellamy was used as the braver than he is smart guy in the early seasons, and it made the story happen. There’s utility in that character. They’ve made Bellamy wise and less blindly devoted to a single character, and even then that single character isn’t Clarke and he’s open to reason. Madi has the wisdom of the commanders, so she’s not the convenient brave dummy either. Murphy though has a history of being loyal and brave with a low key death wish. He’s the perfect tool for Clarke / the writers.

So, yeah, I think Clurphy is coming.

#at least is will be hot #romantic relationships are Eliza's strength #clurphy #the 100 #john murphy #clarke griffin #also I could riff on Joss / Jason as not as progressive as he thinks #q

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sunnydaleherald · 4 years ago

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The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter - Sunday, August 2nd

Spike: Angel's dull as a table lamp. And we have very different coloring.

~~Dirty Girls~~

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

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Perchance to Drabble (Ethan/Giles, T) by estepheia

Scars - Old Habits Die Hard (Ethan/Spike, M) by estepheia

Excuse me? (Spike/Xander/Giles, NR) by Lisa Martin (LisaM)

The Good, the Bad and the Drabble (T) by estepheia

Through Dark Drabbles, Clearly (M) by estepheia

With This Demon Artifact, I Thee Wed (Buffy/Giles, T) by Anonymous

Hello Sisters (Charmed crossover, Buffy, FR13) by MirroredIllusions

[Chaptered Fiction]

to distract our hearts from ever missing them Chapter 1 (Faith/Buffy, M) by toyhdgehog

More Grimm Tales Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, NR) by wolf_shadoe

If I Gave You my Heart, Would You Break it? Chapter 5 (Faith/Tara/Willow, NR) by DisasterLesbean

Death Wish Chapter 12 (Buffy/Spike, M) by TheSigyn

Soul Swap Chapter 2 (Buffy/Spike, T) by ZombieLieutenant

Invasion of the Space Vixens Chapter 6 (Multiple crossovers, Buffy, T) by steeleye

Stupid Thing Chapter 3 (Buffy/Spike, E) by DrusillaFaithBuffy

In Every Generation Chapter 6 (Heathers crossover, M) by RamercyGriff

Sunnydale's Last Guardians Chapter 11 (Faith/Buffy, T) by RavenclawSlayer

May You Ever Return Chapter 1 (Spike & Dru, M) by Hannah

your best american girl Complete (Faith/Buffy, T) by atiredonnie

A (Mostly) Comprehensive Guide to the End of the World Chapter 6 (Buffy/Spike, NC17) by Annabellee

Rewrite Chapter 12 (Buffy/Spike, R) by hopelesswanderer

Do Not Read This Journal - Musings of a Vampire on Life, Love and (Un) Living on a Hellmouth Chapters 107 - 109 (Buffy/Spike, NC17) by IvoryPetals

Daughter of Aurelius Chapter 12 (Buffy/Spike, NC17) by Loup Noir

Princess Buffy's Choice Complete (Buffy/Spike, PG13) by zarryspolo

When all you've got is hurt Chapter 4 (Buffy/Spike, Adult) by Twinkles

Summer's Lease Chapter 14 (Buffy/Spike, NC17) by Iamblichus

Of Loves and Heroes Chapter 5 (Doyle, T) by JustAFigmentOfYourImagination

[Images, Audio & Video]

Artwork: Did I reach peak lockdown nerd yet? (Buffy) by joyhaharvey

[Reviews & Recaps]

Review Boom!Buffy, issue 15 by harsens-rob

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Buffy S3 E10 ‘Amends’ by pass-the-bechdel

[Community Announcements]

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[Fandom Discussions]

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Willow in "Triangle" by Garlicknottodaysatan

Buffy/Angel Watch Order Question by nfrenay26

Gonna make a Buffy-inspired baked good for r/52weeksofbaking in Sept (Week 38: Geekery). Thoughts or suggestions? by Anal_dumpling_69

A staple for all Buffy/Angel fans! by ThelastJasel

What is the most unintentionally disturbing moment in the show? by RDKC2005

One of the coolest and haunting scenes by Knicks1986

Such a heart breaking & well acted scene! by honestly___idk

Harmony, Buffy and Willow in Passion, and Research by comradesummers

[Articles, Interviews, and Other News]

Whedonverse Universal Slayer Theory Explained at Screen Rant

#buffy the vampire slayer #btvs #ats

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ti-bae-rius · 6 years ago

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Kitty AU - I told my sister I have a boyfriend so she’d stop trying to set me up with people but now she’s coming to visit and I’m in too deep and I need a fake boyf ASAP

From the AU list from the ever-lovely @nerds-are-cool

You all responded so nicely to my library AU from the same list, and I wanted to say thank you to everyone for congratulating me on coming runner up in Cassie’s contest sooo...Kitty fic. Click ‘keep reading’ for the fic!

This lie had gone way too deep. Ty rarely lied, but the situation had necessitated it. Dru would never have stopped going on about it if he hadn’t told her something. Anything. And so he had. Going against all his better instincts, he’d told her she didn’t need to keep setting him up on blind dates with strangers because, as a matter of fact, he’d just started seeing someone. The blind date offers had stopped, but the endless questions about this mystery boy had begun, as had the web of lies that made Ty’s head ache and stomach twist. He couldn’t keep track of them. He’d tried to say as little as possible about this non-existent boy in hopes that, eventually, he could casually mention that they’d broken up, that Ty was heartbroken, and really not ready for another relationship for, say, ever? He’d need to keep the lie up long enough that the end of this fake relationship would be devastating enough to put him off dating for a while. Ty wasn’t sure how long that would be, but he did know that two months since he’d told Dru and now she was travelling to see him at college and he wasn’t in anyway prepared with a story. Or a boy.

He’d have thought coming out would eliminate his family’s collective curiosity and prying. They were a huge family and massively interconnected. No one could breathe without someone else asking why. After his twin, Livvy, had died when he was 15, they’d all been far more intrusive in an attempt to protect him from any more pain. He and Dru had become far closer; each of them had been lonely in their own way. When he went away to college in NYC, he’d missed Dru, but they’d video-called every day and, after a while, the rest of the family would join too, all crowded together and jostling for a spot on the screen. Coming out had never been something Ty was afraid of, really. His eldest sister Helen was married to her wife Aline. His older brother was bisexual too, and in a polyamorous relationship. No one in the family had ever really cared about things like that. So, after being bombarded by questions about whether or not he had a girlfriend at college, he’d had no problem telling them he was gay. But the questions hadn’t stopped. His family - adaptable as ever - had simply switched out ‘girlfriend’ for ‘boyfriend’ and continued their interrogations until one day Ty had told them he’d met someone. He’d been adamant that it wasn’t to be a big deal, that they’d only just started hanging out, and that his family weren’t to ask questions until Ty was sure he was interested. Pacified by the knowledge Ty wasn’t spending the entirety of his free time hiding in his room - which he was - they backed off.

Dru, having finished school for the year, was flying out to see him and her plane was due in less than an hour. The only thing Ty could think to do was head to the library. It was where he got all his best thinking done. Slinging his backpack onto his shoulders and his headphones over his ears, he set off. His playlist was playing in his ears loud enough that he didn’t notice the person talking to him until they tapped his shoulder.

“Hello? Can I give you a flyer?”

Ty turned, pushing his headphones down and hitting pause on his music. “What?”

“Flyer?” the guy repeated and Ty took the paper absently without looking up. He read it as he walked off and froze, turning back. ‘Rook’s Nook Pawn Shop’, the header read. He stared at the boy who’d handed him the flyer, took a deep breath, and made his way back over.

“Hey,” he said quietly, and the boy turned, looking surprised to see Ty again. He could certainly have done worse in his search for a boy than this, Ty decided. “Um, is this you?” he asked, pointing to the name on the flyer. “Rook?”

“My dad,” the boy replied. He was handsome, Ty thought, with tanned skin and blue eyes. His blonde hair was messy and his hoodie strings uneven under his denim jacket that Ty wanted to pull straight, but he was cute. “I’m Kit. I’m just here drumming up business so my dad might cut me some cash.”

“You need money?” Ty asked. He fished into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. He counted forty dollars in cash. “I have a job offer.”

“Forty now and forty later, right?” Kit checked, smoothing his jacket. Ty’s hands were shaking, working rapidly at his sides. He nodded mutely and turned to Kit.

“Look, I’ve never dated anyone. I don’t know what I’m doing. I’ll follow your lead. I’m so sorry. It’s...” he took a shaky breath. “I would never, ever normally do this normally but it’s an emergency.”

“Chill out, dude,” Kit said calmly. “I’m getting eighty dollars for, what, four hours work? And it’s not even work. I’m just hanging out with a cute guy for half a day and getting paid twenty an hour. There are people working in McDonald’s who hate my guts right now.”

Ty didn’t have time to think on his comment about his apparent attractiveness to this stranger. He spotted a figure in a black hoodie with a Freddy Krueger shirt underneath and grabbed Kit’s hand firmly. He could feel his cheeks getting warm. This was so not like him. This Kit guy probably thought Ty was a huge flirt. Then again, he’d never see him again after today, so why did he care what Kit thought? He took a deep breath and smiled as Dru approached them.

“Tibs!”

Dru hugged him and Ty pulled his hand free from Kit’s to hug her back, glad of a reason to let go.

“I’ve missed you so much, big brother,” Dru said as she stepped back. She looked Kit up and down approvingly. Ty could’ve died. “And this is the mysterious boyfriend. Ty refuses to tell us anything about you.”

Kit laughed easily and put a hand out for Dru to shake. “I know, he’s so secretive. I’m Kit.”

“That’s a weird name,” Dru said. “I’m Dru.”

“That’s a weird name,” Kit retorted mischievously and Dru grinned at Ty.

“I like him. So,” she said to the two boys. “What is there to do in New York?”

Kit cut in before Ty had to admit that he didn’t really go out. “There’s some great diners. This one place, Taki’s, is super cool. It’s all magic- themed with menus for faeries and vampires and stuff.” He leaned in conspiratorially. “Don’t trust the strawberry syrup.”

Dru laughed. “That’s awesome. Take me there! I just finished watching Nosferatu on the plane so I am fully here for vampires.”

Ty cast Kit a look of amazement and Kit took his hand confidently. He must be a good actor, Ty decided. It didn’t even cross his mind that Kit might not be acting much at all.

After a few hours, Dru said she was tired and wanted to freshen up and get some sleep after her plane trip. Kit and Ty walked her back to her hotel. Ty had checked her in and Kit had carried her bag upstairs when they saw the out of order sign on the elevator. Dru disappeared into a corner of the lobby to call Julian and let him know she was back to the hotel safely before coming over to Ty.

“He’s really sweet,” she said, making Ty jump as she appeared behind him. “I’m really happy for you. You deserve to be happy, Ty. You know that, right?”

Ty nodded. “It’s just, since Livvy...”

“I know, but she’d want you to be happy.” Dru put a hand on her older brother’s arm. She missed her older sister too. Sometimes it felt like Ty was the only one who understood how it felt. “She wouldn’t want you to be scared to love anyone your entire life because you’re afraid they’ll leave. She’d want you to love and to be loved. I think Kit really loves you.”

At least, one of the receptionists waved her over. “Ms Blackthorn?”

She hugged Ty tight and smiled up at him. “I’ll call tomorrow and we can do some more exploring.” As she walked over to the desk, she turned back. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Ty replied and she smiled, waving at someone behind Ty. He turned and saw Kit, a little out of breath but still smiling.

“Tenth floor,” he panted and Ty grinned. “Well, I’d better get going.”

“Let me at least get you a cab,” Ty insisted, but Kit waved the offer away.

“It’s like a ten minute walk. It’s fine.”

The two of them and, on the corner of an avenue, Kit stopped.

“This is me,” he said, nodding at the street. He glanced up at Ty and pulled the money from the back pocket of his jeans.

“Oh, sorry, yes,” Ty said, rummaging for his wallet.

“No, please,” Kit said, pressing the notes into Ty’s palm. His hand lingered on Ty’s a few seconds before he pulled back. “Take it back. It’s been so nice hanging out with you and your sister. You really don’t need to pay me.” He smiled, and the smile was shy and vulnerable in a way the rest of his easy grins that day hadn’t been. “It’s been my pleasure, Ty. Really.”

He turned down the street and Ty’s heart tugged.

‘I think Kit really loves you.’

It was now or never. New York was a big place. He might never cross paths with this stranger again. Well, they were no longer strangers. Maybe now they were friends. That word felt wrong, incongruent, like a shard of glass in his chest.

“Well then can I use the money to take you on a real date?”

The words were out of Ty’s mouth before he could think better of it. Kit turned, cheeks pink, and nodded.

“How does the Starbucks near Central Park by Empire tomorrow evening at eight sound?”

“Uh, g-great, yeah,” Ty stuttered, thrilled.

“Cool. Well, um, good Ty, bye,” Kit stumbled before blushing and giggling. “I meant...”

“I know,” Ty laughed. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Kit danced up the stone steps to his townhouse and waved to Ty down on the sidewalk before he shut the door. Maybe, Ty thought as he headed back to his dorm, the next time his family called there would be no lying needed when he told them he had a boyfriend.

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