#i got to the part about charlie telling his parents about his ed again and just started tearing up

[altruistic-meme]

............ i want to come out.

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TOP 10 TV SHOWS I WATCHED IN 2023

1. GREASE: RISE OF THE PINK LADIES

this prequel to grease tells the story of how the “pink ladies” gang was created. it follows new original characters, although the younger versions of some movie characters are also shown/mentioned. it is a beautiful musical about feminism, love, friendship, racial relationships and queerness in the 50s. the songs stuck in my head & my heart. and it quickly became one of my favorite shows ever. incredibly devastating that it only got one season, because it was very unique and important.

2. FREERIDGE

on my block’s spin-off. it’s just as unhinged, dripped in magic and ridiculousness. less violent than its predecessor, it follows a group of four friends who come into possession of a “cursed” box, and as they try to get rid of it, shenanigans ensue. you’ll see a few familiar faces from omb and fall in love with the new ones. experience this block’s craziness again or for the first time. be gnomes ahead.

3. EVERYTHING NOW

tells the story of mia as she returns from rehab for ed, and tries to catch up on her teenage experiences. secret hookups, betrayals, love triangles, lying and pretty people. similar in tone to heartbreak high & genera+ion.

4. VAMPIRE ACADEMY

it’s about a royal vampire and her half-vampire protector, as they navigate their duties after a tragic event changes their lives.

rose and demitri’s love story certainly carries the show. the cast is great and it’s a fun watch. definitely a step up from the movie.

5. SHRINKING

jason segel plays a therapist who starts telling his patients what he really thinks, while trying to maintain a relationship with his daughter (lukita maxwell) and estranged friends.

it just felt very fun and warm to watch.

6. CITY ON FIRE

a girl is shot in the central park. and it intertwines lives of a boy who’s in love with her, a rock band and a rich powerful family. in trying to figure out what happened to sam, charlie realizes the girl of his dreams had more secrets than he suspected.

the cast is perfect and billy is the best character, that’s all i have to say. this show’s exciting, dramatic, in parts reminded me of gossip girl, succession, 13rw and grand army.

7. HIGH SCHOOL

twin sisters in the 90s grow closer as they learn how to write music. they experience first love, make new friends and deal with family issues.

the true story of how tegan&sara became the musical duo that they are.

8. HARLAN COBEN’S SHELTER

after a traumatic accident mickey moves to his dad’s childhood home, where he uncovers mysteries connected to his parents’ work.

reminded me of teen wolf, because the storyline is dark but the friendship and humor of the main characters shine through.

9. YEAR OF

a group of classmates try to overcome the loss of their friend. heartbreak high made me interested in aussie shows. and this had similar energy.

10. QUEEN CHARLOTTE

a fictional story of a young queen’s marriage to the king of england. bridgerton’s spin off which imo was better made than the original show.

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riddle means misery | part 12.

Summary: Y/N Riddle. Not much more has to be said. Everyone hates her. She’s evil... she has to be.

Warnings for the Series: 18+, this series is dark. Manipulation, dubcon verging on noncon, abuse of power, violence, ed mentions, death, blood

Pairing: Bill Weasley x black!reader 

Word Count: 1.5k

A/N: one more part left because I think there should be a sweet smutty scene to bring closure but as you can tell, the series is coming to its end

Previous Part | (Series Masterlist)

About a month or so later Bill came by with lunch like he always did, a little surprised to see various students in your classroom. Unfortunately that included all of his siblings that still went to Hogwarts. He awkwardly held up the bag. 

“It’s three cup chicken and some brownies for dessert. We’ve officially finished that cookbook, time for another.” 

“Thank you, just set it up and I’ll go wash my hands.” 

“Sounds great.” 

Bill tried to keep his back to your students as much as possible. The two of you hadn’t really told anybody about the new update in your relationship. Not even Molly or Arthur. There wasn’t much to tell. You were very unsure of how you wanted it to go and Bill was very respectful of that. He held your hand whenever he felt like it. And, because you said that you liked it, he gave you hugs all the time. Of course, his siblings didn’t care about any of that. They immediately came up to him and started asking questions. 

The rest of your students left when you ushered them out but the Weasleys, Potters, and Lupins didn’t. They had been working on a very elaborate plan to make all of them family which involved setting Tonks up with Charlie to connect the Weasleys to the Lupins who are already connected to the Potters by way of Sirius having been officially adopted by the Potters all those years ago. If you were with Bill then that added you a lot easier than whatever they were thinking of. Ginny leaned on your desk. 

“Professor, Bill won’t answer our questions. Are you two dating?” 

Your boyfriend looked over at you. Bill had no idea how much you wanted people to know. He was okay with keeping a low profile. A smile involuntary crossed his face when you nodded and his siblings squealed. Confirming your relationship was the first big step for you. The children ran out of the classroom with excitement, definitely going to go tell their parents and potentially all their other friends. Ron came running back. 

“I take back everything I said. You are so not an older me, Harry, and Hermione. I could never date her, that’d be weird.” 

You and Bill chuckled as he left once more. Bill came up behind you, hugging you tightly. You turned so you could bury your face in his chest for a moment. Sometimes it was rough to just let go around Bill. There was still always a little thought that everything would come crashing down at any moment. He had been nothing but good to you. However, you were still worried. Bill felt your head move and looked down to see you staring at him. 

“What’s wrong, love?” 

“Will you please kiss me?” 

Bill gave you a small smile before leaning down. He knew that he was your first kiss ever and was careful to keep it soft and sweet. His lips just barely brushed against yours before he closed the small gap. Bill’s hands slowly moved up your body to hold your face.

“Relax, Y/N. I got you, love, okay?” Bill murmured against your lips. 

You let yourself relax like he said, melting into the way he gently caressed your face. Rather reluctantly, Bill pulled away. He pressed a quick peck to your lips before suggesting that you both eat lunch before it gets cold. The two of you kept inching closer to each other as you ate until you were practically in your boyfriend’s lap. Bill rubbed small circles on your back and thighs. Kissing you was even better than he thought it would be. He was happy that the first kiss you got was a nice one. He leaned over to kiss you again when he noticed how you kept staring at his lips, too afraid to ask him to kiss you again. 

Even before dating, Bill had gotten pretty good at reading your tells. You tried as hard as possible to verbally communicate your needs to the people around you so they didn’t have to play guessing games. But sometimes it was hard. You were still a bit scared to approach people and ask questions. And even if you weren’t capable, you always did stuff by yourself first instead of asking for help. 

No one ever pushed. The progress you had made in only two years of being free— less considering you were taken back to St. Barney’s for a few months before the trials had started— was incredible. The fact that you actually talked to people was good enough for them. 

The Marauders and everyone else had been thinking about it. If they had been tortured since being a first year at Hogwarts an it didn’t stop until their thirties, they weren’t sure they would handle it as well as you seemed to be. Still, some days were better than others. On your worst days, you were barely able to teach and wouldn’t speak outside of a lesson. That was usually when you stayed in your room the entire day. When you would get home, Bill would make tea and get you a blanket and just sit next to you. If you wanted to cuddle then he was more than glad to provide that. If you just sat on the couch until you fell asleep then he would carry you to your bedroom and just hope that the next day was a better one. 

Bill pressed a final kiss to your forehead before leaving to get back to his job. He liked the new addition to your routine and was happy to give forehead and cheek kisses whenever. He still waited for you to ask or for him to notice you looking at his lips before fully kissing you. Sometimes, he’d ask outright but didn’t want to do it often for fear of your feeling pressured. 

Instead of meeting you for lunch in your classroom, Bill came into the Great Hall. He was followed by Lily, Dorcas, and another Ministry employee. With great care, they explained that the Ministry was asking to speak with you. Living history was what the Order of the Phoenix had become. 

Dumbledore had a whole section in the Hogwarts’ Library about him. Mad-Eye had a few thick books himself. As the object of Voldemort’s prophecies, the Potters and Longbottoms also got their own books. Everyone else was mentioned in chapters of textbooks, newspaper articles, several radio and tv interviews. Everyone but you. The actual you. 

Books had been taken out of production and re-edited, newspaper articles were updated to state the information was incorrect, recorded interviews had the parts that mentioned you redacted. Written history had to be changed. It had to show that you were always on their side and paid a terrible price because of everyone’s judgment.  

Dorcas handed you the letter. “It doesn’t have to be a book, it can be whatever you’re comfortable with.” 

“You can always say no, Y/N,” Bill reminded you. “If it’s too much, you don’t have to. They still have your trial recordings they can use. You don’t have to do anything.” 

“I don’t really want to speak with anyone,” you admitted. 

“Okay.” Lily nodded. “Would you like to at least review the book before it goes into print? Confirm everything’s correct.”

You agreed to that bit, not willing to let anyone paint you in a bad light again. Everyone but Bill left. He didn’t have time to stay for lunch because of a curse-breaking mission he had to go on. Your boyfriend set a small gift on the professor’s table. 

“Mum wants to know if we’re coming for Christmas. I said it’s up to you.” 

Naturally, you agreed. Visiting Molly and Arthur was always a good time for you. You loved how warm and cozy the Burrow was. Bill leaned all the way over the table to peck your lips before running out to get to his job. The Marauders watched the small smile appear on your face as you brought the little gift closer to you. A gasp left your mouth and you wanted to go run and hug your boyfriend but he was already gone. It was a pearl necklace. You picked up the little card that came with it. 

I remember you looking at something like this a while ago. Couldn’t afford the whole set right now without dipping into our budget but I wanted to get you something nice. I’ll see you later, love. 

The necklace was a single pearl on a pendant but it was beautiful. You were always excited to see Bill but you were going to be a bit more excited when he finally got home. Your boyfriend was starting to be a really bright spot in your life.

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Love Song for a Vampire Pt.10

Pairing(s): Edward Cullen x Wolf!Reader, Edward Cullen x Bella Swan, Jacob Black x Bella Swan

Warnings: none

Words: 2543

Summary: Bella goes missing and you help in the search for her.

Part 1    Part 2    Part 3    Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7  Part 8  Part 9  Part 11  Part 12  Part 13  Part 14  Part 15  Part 16  Part 17  Part 18  Part 19  Part 20  Part 21  Part 22  Part 23  Part 24  Part 25  Part 26  Part 27  Part 28  Part 29  Part 30  Part 31  Part 32  Part 33  Part 34  Part 35  Part 36  Part 37  Part 38  Part 39  Part 40(series finale) 

 The vision had grabbed Alice by the throat just as Bella had left the Cullen house. The tumbling of Bella’s red pickup truck and a pale man with red eyes pulling Bella from the wreckage. She couldn’t see the face though. It was covered with shadows and despite Alice trying to look further to see where Bella had been taken, there was no luck. Frantically and not wasting time, she startled a sullen Edward as she threw open the door to tell him what she had just seen. Not long after, the Cullen siblings hop into their respective cars and speed off; following the route where Bella had taken hundreds of times. They sniffed around the perimeter to no avail. She was gone without a trace. Whoever took her knew that the Cullens would promptly be out searching for her.

Uncertainly, Jasper glances at his mate who fretted about; willing another vision to come but there was nothing else to help them find her.

Edward slams his fists against the already dented hood of the pickup. “Damn!” Black had overtaken the gold that usually tinted his irises. Black and glaring into the trees as if the kidnapper was still there. It had to be Victoria’s doing. Who else?

“Ed. . . we have to tell her father. It’s late and if he tries to contact her. . . he’ll know something bad has happened.”

The last thing they wanted was to involve humans in this Victoria mess. Charlie Swan was an officer though. If he suspected foul-play on Edward’s behalf, he could very well arrest him under the suspicion of his daughter’s disappearance. And he would be partly right. If only he hadn't let Bella leave while emotional and upset.

Reaching into his back pocket, Edward pulls out his phone and searches for Charlie’s number.

With a groan you toss to your side and glare at your phone as it begins to ring again. Fingers curl and snatch it with a type of viciousness reserved for birds of prey. Bleary eyes focus on the tiny screen and the name that was lit up. It was Jared. Weird, really weird. What did he want so early in the morning?

**

Your phone was ringing nonstop as you tried to push yourself further into sleep. Early morning light played peek-a-boo with your blinds. That’s what you got for forgetting to turn your phone off but no one ever actually called you. Kids your age insisted on texting. The only people you called on your phone were your parents and grandparents.

You flip open your phone. “What?”

“About damn time! Get your butt over to Sam’s immediately! We got a problem.”

That was enough to wake you up as you pressed your phone closer to your ear. “What happened?”

“The Vampire Girl is missing.”

Brain still foggy with the residue of sleep, it took you a moment to register who Jared was talking about. Your stomach twists uncomfortably inside of you. “Bella?”

“Yeah! They found her truck early this morning off the side of the road. No sign of her. Jake is going crazy.”

Stumbling out of your bed you tell Jared that you were on your way as you struggle to put on a pair of pants.

The whole pack was already there by the time you arrived. In human form you weren’t quite as fast but you were still able to make it to Sam’s in record time. Inside of Sam’s house Jacob was on his feet in the middle of the living room. “I have to go look for her! Those leeches may not be able to track her down, but I can!”

“We can’t just run into the heat of things. Humans are interfering now. According to Edward, the police are on the search for her. They’re infiltrating the forest in their efforts. Unfortunately until they leave, we have to keep our heads down. It wouldn’t do if they were to see us out in the open. What with the recent string of missing people and murders, there’s too much going on.” Patient as ever with his pack brother, Sam stared down Jacob.

He grimaces in reply and clenches his jaw. “So we just let Bella die then?”

“Who says she’s dead?” Paul points out. “If it was the Cullen’s enemy then she might still be alive.”

“Probably being used as bait.” Adds in Leah with her monotone voice. Of course she wouldn’t care about the welfare of some leech lover. “The battle will be in a few days. Just wait until then.”

That was the exact opposite of what Jacob wanted to hear and he showed it as he vehemently glared at her.

Wanting to diffuse the tension, young Seth pipes up. “The police aren’t even patrolling near our territory yet. Technically they’re still on Cullen terf. We can still look around our side.”

Sam thought differently though as he shakes his head. You forgot a lot how young Sam actually was. He was still a young adult, not even 30 yet. Weary lines are deep under his eyes and you knew being alpha was taking its toll on him. “No, eventually they’ll come to our side when they don’t find anything. Her father is part of the police department. He won’t stop until he finds his daughter. We need to wait until the battle.”

Jacob had had enough. “Well I’m not waiting. I’m going to look for her.”

“Don’t be stupid Jacob. I understand you’re worried about her, but we have to use our heads and not rely on our emotions.” Sam served Jacob with a calm look that made Jacob even more upset. Everyone squirmed; you didn’t go against the alpha. Never. His word was law and by the way Jacob’s body froze, it was clear the wolf in him wanted to obey it’s alpha. “We stay here and let the humans run around until they’re tired.”

That’s when Sam realized you had been standing near the front door. “(y/n). Come here.”

A deep breath to steady your nerves, you carefully make your way beside Jacob and avoid everyone’s penetrative eyes. “Have you heard anything from the Cullens?”

You frown and feel a hint of a blush on your cheeks. “Um. . . No. I don’t really have their phone number. . .”

He nods and sighs. “I know I’m asking a lot from you, but I need you to go to the Cullens. We at least need one wolf representative to keep an eye on things on their side.”

Protests heavy on his tongue, Jacob fired off at Sam for being unfair; making you shift uncomfortably from foot to foot. Like you wanted to. You knew why Sam was assigning you to this. You weren’t hotheaded like Jacob. For the most part you had controlled your emotions perfectly in front of the Cullens. But you also knew that you being there would be a sensitive topic since Bella was missing.

Sam snaps back at Jacob. “Enough Jake. I’ve made my mind up and you need to step down. Now.”

The younger boys nervously glance at one another, even Seth was growing apprehensive of a fight. Taking it upon themselves, Embry and Quil usher a pissed off Jacob outside. After the front door slams shut everyone lets out a collective sigh of relief.

You gulp down the dry lump in your throat. “Sam. . . I don’t think it would be a good idea sending me. Like you said, we shouldn’t use our wolves in front of humans. If I did find something, well, I couldn’t interfere. What good would I be over there?”

“(y/n), residents of Forks are disappearing left to right. All around. If you can scout around town and the Cullen perimeters, we might be able to keep the newborns within our boundaries. We need to keep an eye on the police who are entering dangerous territory.”

There still had to be some kind of patrol. You understood that but still felt helpless.

Helpless.

Always helpless.

Especially as you walk through the woods all the way to the Cullen’s side of town. You stayed clear of any patrolling human cop. They didn’t know the woods quite as well as you did.

Heartbeat thundering in your ears, you approach the front door of the old Victorian house. Alice readily opens the door and greets you with a small smile. “(y/n).”

“H-Hey Alice.” You fiddle around with the belt loops on your pants. “I heard about Bella. . . Sam sent me to see if you guys needed help or anything. . . Also to scout the area.”

She nods and steps aside so that you could enter. He was home. You had smelled him when you were a mile away. Scolding your fluttering heart, you reminded yourself that

Edward’s girlfriend was missing and in trouble. There was no time to deal with your stupid imprinting feelings.

“Edward has been a mess. He feels guilty.” Alice tells you once you are seated on their couch, trying to avoid your reflection that was caught in their large screen tv.

“Why would he feel guilty about it?”

Pressing her lips together, she quickly glances back to the hallway that led up to the stairs. You noticed that her eyes weren’t quite as gold as they normally were. Bright gold was tainted to a dull shade. “Bella broke up with him before she left.”

There had to be a mistake. Certainly Bella would have never broken up with him. They were in love.

A vindictive snarl in your head pointed the finger at you. Accused you that their broken relationship was your fault.

Alice furrows her brow and reaches for your hand. “I’m sorry. It must be a conflicting thing for you.” Her hand was cold against your warm blooded skin. Not in an unpleasant way, but it was nice. Like a soothing cold breeze. She goes on “We picked up a scent of another vampire. It’s not Victoria’s though. I’ve looked into the future as far as I could and I don’t recognize the vampire she’s with. All we’ve been able to deduct is that she’s tied up in a small space. That’s the thing with visions. They don’t show the whole picture.”

That’s right. Alice could see into the future. Crazy to think that you knew someone who could actually do it.

“Good, (y/n)’s here.” Jasper enters the living room, hands in his pockets. To you, he always looked frazzled with messy hair that was oddly perfect. Heavy shadows hang from his lower lid perpetually. “Are you scared of heights?”

For a moment you gawked at him. “Um, not really.”

He nods, liking the answer you gave him. “Follow me.”

Everything about his approach was odd, but Jasper had to be the oddest of the entire Cullen clan. You rolled with it and followed him up the stairs toward the door at the farthest end. The one that reeked of Edward. Your footfalls slow down before altogether stopping a foot behind Jasper. He turns and gives you a soft smile.

“It’s okay.”

“It doesn’t feel like it.”

Hand on the knob, a swift twist opens it and reveals Edward's immaculate room and large bay window that looked over the vast legion of trees that made up the forest. In a close by tree you could make out the large body of Emmett hoping from tree to tree like a spry monkey. The closer you looked, you could see Esme having just pulled herself up onto one of the thick branches. Her horse riding boots dug securely into the bark as she prepared to fling herself to the next rung to get her higher up.

Edward has his back to you and Jasper, both he and Carlisle have their heads outside of the bay window. “Get higher Rosalie. Otherwise they’ll see you.”

Slowly the bobbing of a gold crown emerges. “Shove it, Edward!! We could just wait for them to leave!”

“We can’t take the chance, Rosalie.” Carlisle patiently reminds her. “This is time sensitive.”

Rosalie growls and abruptly makes eye contact with you. Gold against (e/c). You could feel all of her disgust and resentment. The expression she gives you makes the other two turn around.

Carlisle does his best to muster a welcoming smile but it falls short. Warmth floods your cheeks despite you trying your best to stay neutral. It seemed your body had a will of its own now. Your wolf chemistry was desperately reaching out to him no matter the circumstance. The pull was instantaneous and you found yourself angry and bitter about not having any control.

“Sam sent you.” Edward states. Even though he couldn’t read your thoughts anymore he could probably still read Sam’s. You knew Edward was able to hear thoughts that were miles away.

“Yeah. I guess I’m, like, neutral ground for both our sides.” you awkwardly reply, a bit embarrassed by the way your voice came out.

There was a flash of a pained look on Edward’s face, though it was brief. “Like Switzerland. . .”

“Uh, sure. I suppose you could say that.”

Rolling his eyes, Jasper pushes you forward. “We need you for tree patrol.”

“Does that mean I don’t have to?” Rosalie calls out.

Shaking his head, Edward shouts “No, Rose!”

“We need all hands on deck at the moment if we are to cover as much ground as possible.” Jasper explains. “It never hurts having as many people as possible. Plus wolves have an exceptional tracking nose. It surpasses even that of a vampire tracker.”

Hesitantly Edward hands you an oval shaped ring. “Bella was wearing this before she left.”

An engagement ring. The sinking of your stomach was so rapid that it nearly pulled down your heart as well. Gingerly picking up with your thumb and forefinger, you give it a deep inhale. Even in your human form, you vividly smelled Bella as if she was standing beside you. You allow the scent to overcome you so that when you opened your eyes you could practically see the trail. Barely visible like a strand of thread, you struggled to zone in on it as the other scents around you were threatening to cover it up.

“Look, you don’t have to-” he begins but you cut him off.

“No. It’s okay. If we find her then we’ll find who took her. Maybe even find Victoria and ruin her army before they advance. This isn't just about Bella. There are other human lives at risk too. Others have gotten killed because of Victoria.”

Gratitude radiated in his eyes that just made you want to die. Alice must have been wrong. They couldn’t have broken up so easily.

You climb onto the windowsill and adjust yourself before leaping from the safety of the window to the tree across from it. A simple feat. You had been jumping off of the cliff for months with the rest of your pack. Splashing hard into the ocean was the fun of it all. You’re surprised that you stuck the landing as it was the first time that you had jumped onto a tree. Looking ahead of you, you follow Bella’s scent.

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𝑆𝑎𝑝𝑛𝑎𝑝𝑠 𝐶ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑//𝑆𝑎𝑝𝑛𝑎𝑝 𝑝𝑡 4

Masterlist // child reader ML //

Sapnap x reader !p !child reader

Pronouns used: none specified!

Warnings: swearing, mentions of death, casinos

➳➳➳➳➳┄┄※┄┄➳➳➳➳➳

𝐊𝐢𝐧𝗼𝐤𝗼 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝗼𝐰??

Quackity was telling you all of his plans

He rambled on for hours of his ideas for casinos and how he was going to marry Karl and sapnap

It sounded great

He had his whole plan set up! He even had Sam helping him with the building

But then he left

Just like everyone else

But that was fine! You were just with sapnap

Before Karl came running over rambling on about needed to move his library

He had a library?

“[Redacted] you need to stay close, please”

You looked at him weirdly

Who the fuck was [redacted]

“Karl my names Y/n you idiot” “flame..” “sorry”

He didn’t even notice it and then you had to spend the next couple days hauling over 100 books

“Oo hey what are these! The covers look really weird”

You had found his time travel books

Woops

That man raced over and in the kindest way possible, snatched it from your hands

“Don’t touch those, they are my special books”

You just shrugged and let him be, he freaks you out enough

So you all traveled to this area in the spruce forest and built a really ugly mushroom hut

But hey it’s fine! Foolish thankfully came around later that day and made everything better

So you stuck around

Maybe you needed this, this new start

Oh but prime knows that wouldnt last long

Karl started forgetting

At first it was simple things as just forgetting where he was or little stumbles with names

But eventually he was going away longer and longer

He started calling you by these strange names, some that sound Victorian and western and others that are unlike you

One day he didn’t call you by your name at all

You were hanging around the Sakura trees and the big yin Yang pond waiting for sapnap to come back with George

Then you saw Karl exit the library, running up to him for a hug

It’s been two months since you’ve seen him

You fucking hated it but you couldn’t help but consider him another parental figure

He loved it

But he just stood there as you wrapped your arms around him

Expecting the usual “[reda]- Y/n, I’ve missed you so much my sweet flame!”

But there was nothing just a sad one sided hug

“Hello? I’m sorry but do I know you?”

You were ready to cry

“I’m sorry, I uh must’ve mistaken you for the wrong person” “No that’s fine! Hugs are nice?”

So you left and ran into the library

Scouring throughout all of the books until you found them

The same 8 books you shrugged away

You read through all of them along with Karl’s other journals

You didn’t like going through his stuff especially, a whole invasion of privacy

The more you read the worse it got

What were you gonna tell Sapnap?

Who the hell is James, and [redacted]?

And why couldn’t he stop

It’s no use anymore

You were simply just forgotten

𝐋𝗼𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐬

The closer you got to the large building, the sicker you got

Kinoko Kingdom was supposed to be your free pass

But somehow you always end up here

You called for Sam on the comms waiting for the beep

The inside looked great to say the least

“What are your past relationships with the prisoner?” “No answer.”

“Where are you currently resided?” “No answer”

“Do you believe the prisoner deserves his sentence?” “Maybe”

You put all your shit in the locker and followed him through all the safety checks

“I’m glad you didn’t bring anything with you”

You stood on the platform heart racing as the lava went down

It was like a ticking time bomb

The small squeaks and scratches of the hovering bridge

He just stared at you

That sick stupid mask was broken by tommy that day in the black stone room

So you had to look into his face

Lets just say he looks good in Orange

“Barrier up or down?” “Down”

He backed up into the corner as you stepped in

Smiling

Once the lava cascaded down your smile turned into a sick frown

“Hello” is that all he had to fucking say?

“Screw you. Fuck you. Damn you”

He just looked you a small chuckle escaping from his lips

“Those all mean the same thing.” “Well I’ve been living in cinnamon town for the past couple months, and I’m ready to fucking burn some buns”

Yeah he just laughed

“I’ve missed you Hot shot”

“You ruined our damn life!”

Someone went quiet

“If you didn’t have to have a petty little war, or criminalize children we could’ve been fine! It could’ve just been you, dad, me, and George.”

You were pissed, everyone just kept leaving you.

Tommy and Tubbo, Quackity, Karl, Dream, and hell even Wilbur

“You come and visit me, after not having seen me for months and you just yell? Not a hello or ‘how are you dream?’ ‘How’s prison dream’ ‘how can I help you get out of this damn place’ “

You just sat down ready to just walk out into the lava

“I’ve been stuck here for months! None of you even cared enough to visit me, hell even Tommy came around.”

You might have felt a little bad after leaving him

The prison was cold even tho lava was flowing right there

“Why would you leave the discs alone..” “Because I had to end it.”

What were you doing here

What were you planning on saying?

“So, what do you do in prison”

“I have a clock.”

You got up to go look at the pretty clock

Then threw it at his face

“Ow” “deal with it bitch”

The longer you stayed the worse the feeling in your stomach got

so you buzzed for Sam waving goodbye

“Wait.. Do they miss me?” “Can’t say, but I think this may be for the best.”

He wanted his best friends

But he just got the annoying teenager

Oh but that wouldn’t be the last

𝐋𝐚𝐬 𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐬

You got a letter in the mail one day

Who the hell uses letters??

You were shocked to see the address and the small post card

“Come around some time”-Quackity

Ans on the back it had the cords

Oh well what did you have to loose? Sapnap was focused on Karl

and well Karl didn’t even know you

So you set off

It took you a couple hours travel by horse to get to the desert area

The large sign blaring in the red text

You gotta admit the place looked beautiful

There was a giant dick and different shops

You were shocked to see this random un human like guy

“Hello, I am Charlie a totally human guy!”

Yeah totally not slime

“I’m uh, Y/n?” He reached out for a handshake sort of thing

“Dap me up!” “Another time Charlie”

Maybe when you had hand sanitizer

“Ohh so your Y/n! Mister Quackity talks about you all the time, come on in!”

You were skeptical but followed anyways

Stopping in your tracks when you saw Fundy

“Furry?” “Fire shit?”

You went over to give him a side hug, ruffling his fur

“What the hell are you doing here ginger boy!” “Oh you know, just escaping nightmares”

You were confused then just let him be

You walked to the entry way of the place

A beautiful pond with flowers and an arch

“Did what the place where Mr. Quackity was going to propose!”

Going to?

You shrugged it off following inside

You hated to admit it, but you were excited to see him

Yeah you really needed a parental figure in your life at the moment

So when you saw him, he immediately pick you up in a hug

You didn’t fail to notice his change in appearance

That beanie stayed the same tho

Thank god

“Hey hey! Let me show you around the place, we can also go for lunch and talk.”

The casino looked great to say the least

Loud music booming from the speakers, along with the live jazz band on the side

Slot machines were going off every minute

“Have a chip, something to remember this by”

He handed you a red poker chip

It was a cool one tho, in the middle has a blocky sort of smile

Creepy and dopey.. sick!

So you put it around a spare silver chain

“So how have you been kid? ‘Ts been a while hasn’t it.” “Could be better..”

You both walked around the city in silence, offering to go in the super model shop

“No” “why not” “keep walking”

On your way to lunch you had to squint at what you were seeing

“Oh my goodness you’re still alive?!” “You’re alive!?”

You and revivebur just stared at one another

“Yeah he came back after I died!” “you what now-“

You just stared at Tommy and back to Wilbur

Oh god those shrooms were messing with your head

You should’ve gotten out of there a while ago

Quackity came over placing his hands on your shoulders

“Do I have to execute you both? Get off my damn property”

“Sorry Q. Say, Y/n wanna join Lmanburg 2.0?”

You back away holding your hands up

“I denied that offer once, and I’ll do it again. Fucking zombie freaks”

You obviously muttered the last part

Why the fuck did dream revive those two shits??

When did Tommy even die??

Your visit here has just gotten weirder and weirder

𝐌𝗼𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬

Quackity got you away from the brits as quick as he could

So he brought you over to his office

“So kid, how’s your dad..”

Ah you expected this question

“How the fuck am I supposed to know. He’s living his life, Karl’s time traveling! Oh yeah did I mention he doesn’t even remember me.”

He looked at you with wide eyes

“So I’m not the only one they forgot..”

You slammed you hands on the fable dramatizing the situation

“How would you feel about moving here? I mean you could work for me in the casino!”

You thought about it for a second

You have two options

1. Live in shroom town with bubbles

2. Move to las Nevada’s with Quackity

You were sure Sapnap wouldn’t mind

I mean would he even care?

He hasn’t for the past couple months!

“You feel abandoned there, over here there are hundreds of people. You’ll have the time of your life”

You thought about it for a sec

“Alright hand me a contract”

So you signed

Making deals with the devil huh

Little did you know it would cost you your life

Devils little soul

➳➳➳➳➳┄┄※┄┄➳➳➳➳➳

and this is the finale! I will take requests for sapnaps child, and I’ll do some shit with Quackity and the casino and go in more depth if wanted!

As always request and ask anything! And ask if you want to be on a taglist (child reader or general)

For those on the taglist I don’t know if you wanted to be tagged for all child reader shit or just dreams child.. so please tell me :)

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[wicked-hg]

Love, The Weasleys || g.w.

Day 12 of @jamilelucato and @whack-ed Very Harry Potter Christmas.

George Weasley x muggleborn!reader

Prompt: Writing Christmas cards

Summary: George never knew about Christmas cards until you.

A/N: This ended up being more about Christmas cards in general than writing them. Hope you all enjoy! I’m thinking about maybe writing more.

WC: 2.3k

Y/H/C- your hair color ; Y/L/N- your last name ; Y/H- your house (except Gryffindor. Sorry. I didn’t realize my mistake when writing this. You’ll understand at the end. Forgive me.)

First year George wasn’t expecting anything from you during Christmas break. You were a muggle-born he had met one day running away from Filch after getting separated from Fred. You two became friends as you became a silent partner and helped with their escape plans. George didn’t realize you had an owl. 

George opened the envelope and stared at the strange letter that had a picture on the front with reindeer pulling a fat man in red robes in a red cart. The front read “May all your wishes be granted”. George curiously opened the strange letter. A still photo of your family stared up at him. He moved it to the side. Printed inside was “Happy Christmas with lots of joy!” Signed underneath was The Y/L/N Family. On the opposite side was a note from you. 

George,

I hope you have a Happy Christmas with your family! I’m sorry I didn’t get you anything in time. I promise to have something for you on the train. Miss you lots dear friend!

Sincerely,

Y/N

“Mum, Dad,” George asked. “Do you know what this strange letter is? My muggle-born friend sent it to me.”

“That’s a Christmas card,” Charlie piped up. “We learned about muggle Christmas traditions before break. Muggles send cards out to family and friends during the holidays. Sometimes they send pictures and longer notes to catch up with people. It’s just a way to celebrate the holidays. Professor Quirrell didn’t really understand them.”

George nodded and stared at the card. He looked over at the picture of your family. You were in the middle with a giant grin and a red sweater. Peeping up from the bottom of the photo, he swore it was the beginning of a gold G. “I like these strange letters. Christmas cards you say, Charlie?”

———————

George stared out of the window in hope. Fred watched his twin while he sat on his bed and worked on pranks for their shop. “She doesn’t even know we’re here, Georgie. How can you expect Y/N to send you a Christmas card when she doesn’t know where you’re staying?”

“She will!” George argued. “She always does.”

“You didn’t tell her, did you George? It doesn’t matter that she is finally your girlfriend after you both finally got it through your thick heads.”

George shook his head. “I didn’t tell her. She knows we are not at the Burrow. She thinks we’re staying with Aunt Muriel. I told her to send the letter to the Burrow. Errol is there waiting for the trade off. Told her it was too far for Sova to fly the whole way.”

Fred shook his head. “You’re letting Errol deliver your happiness? Oh Georgie. You’re doomed.”

George stuck his tongue out at his twin before turning back to the window. Soon, he thought, Errol should be here soon. As if by magic, the shadow of Errol appeared in the distance. George scrambled to grab the owl treats he had waiting on the window sill. 

“Cmon, you stupid old owl. Come get the treat and give me that letter,” George almost shouted. Fred shushed him. The last thing either of them needed was for someone to wake up and discover what they are both up to. “Incoming, Freddie! He’s coming in hot!”

Fred quickly stumbled out of bed and grabbed a pillow as George made the window wider and grabbed another pillow to go under Fred’s. Errol blasted through the window and hit the pillow at Fred’s chest before falling onto the pillow George held underneath. George laid the treats next to the owl and snatched the letter. This year glittery snowflakes adorned the front with “May your life be full of flurries of happiness”. The inside read similar like every year with something about having a happy Christmas, the family signature, and the family picture. Just like always too, there was a note from Y/N. 

Darling George,

Give my love to your family. I do hope your father is okay and recovering well. I also hope that the hag of an aunt you call Muriel is treating you all well too. It was a bummer to end term without you, but alas I know I’ll be doing it once more. One of us has to have a diploma, even if I will end up working with you. Don’t throw a fit, my darling George. I know I can do more with my life, but this is what I want. I already made that clear to my parents. They’ve accepted my choice. Back to end of term. It was okay. It would have been better if Umbitch wasn’t there. She did leave me alone though...unwillingly. Somehow she kept getting fed your nosebleed nougats and lost quite a bit of blood. Hmmmm. Who knows how that happened. I certainly don’t, and neither do Peeves or that elf Dobby your brother knows. Mum and Dad and those idiot brothers of mine say hello. They’re all glad I finally officially have you as mine. Apparently they’ve always known too. Perhaps I should tell them the truth about our Yule Ball last Christmas and we went as much much more than best friends. I’ll give you your present on the train back. Take care, darling. Do enjoy your break. Miss you tons, but I love you more. 

Love always,

Y/N

George grinned at the card. “She’s brilliant, Freddie. Absolutely brilliant.”

——————

George was nervous as he handed Fred the card. It was still early in the morning. The Hogwarts express had gotten back the day before, which meant the holiday rush will be hitting soon. Y/N was managing the store with Verity while George and Fred were going over some inventory in the back. Fred stared at the envelope before gingerly opening it. He smiled at the card with a fireplace wishing him a warm and festive holiday. “Well finally, Georgie boy,” Fred grinned. “I was wondering how long it would take for you to tell the Y/L/N to include me in their list of Christmas card receivers.”

George didn’t say a word and just motioned for his brother to open it. Fred opened the card. Staring back at him was a muggle photo of Y/N and George. Both were grinning in the midst of pine trees. George’s arms were wrapped around Y/N and she was leaning into his chest. Fred moved the picture to be greeted with the typical Y/L/N family picture, but he very quickly noticed his twin was a part of the family photo. Moving the photos he saw the card was signed by The Weasleys, but it was in Y/N’s handwriting. On the left side of the card, Fred was greeted with the familiar sight of George’s writing. 

Forge,

Y/N told me I didn’t have to write you a note updating you on my life because we live and work together and see each other every day. But where is the fun in that? I want you to have a true Christmas card experience! We’ve been through so much this year, Freddie. I’m just glad I got to experience it with you along the way. As you can see, I’m a part of the Y/L/N Christmas cards now. Y/N is my everything. I have to thank you. Thank you for giving me the pushes to make her mine. It’s no lie written in the card, Forge. She’s gonna be a Weasley. Will you be my side as I celebrate my new life? There’s no one else I’d want. Let’s celebrate Christmas with a bang. 

Gred

Fred immediately looked up. “You serious, Gred?”

“Absolutely, Forge. There’s no one else for me, and with the war and her being a muggle-born. It’s just going to be a quick muggle ceremony. Once the war is over, we’ll do the real thing.”

“Why muggle?”

“She’s read about wizard tradition. She wants to experience that and have her family see it too. Besides, if we did a quick magic ceremony, her family wouldn’t be allowed to come. With a muggle ceremony too, if anything happens she can easily blend right in and be taken care of.”

“You sure about this, George? I’m not talking you out of it. I know she’s perfect for you, but I want you to be happy.”

George smiled and hugged his brother. “I am, Fred. I have everything I want right now. Her. You. The store. I just want to make her as permanent in my life as you are.”

Fred chuckled. “Well I am amazing. It’s only a given. But George, have you told mum and dad yet?”

“They’re getting a Christmas card from Y/N and I. All the family is. They also got one specifically from her family.”

“I meant do mum and dad know you and Y/N are getting married?” George stayed quiet. “Oh Gred. What have you gotten yourself into?

————————

George found you at the kitchen table writing a list. “Making a list and checking it twice, darling?” George joked. 

You smiled and kissed him. It was good to hear those little quips from him. When the war hit hard and Fred was killed, you worried he wouldn’t laugh again or joke. You feared the store would stay closed and layers of dust would settle over the products. It took George a few months, but they got the store up and going again. You knew he wouldn’t be the same without Fred, but it was good to see him somewhat the same again. “It’s what he’d want, Y/N,” he told you when working on cleaning up the store. “He wouldn’t want me to give up everything we’d ever hope for.”

“Very funny, George darling. I’m making a list of who we need to send Christmas cards too. My mum called and said the prints were in. Which reminds me, you need to make a list of which friends and extended relatives you want cards to go to and get their addresses.”

“We’re still doing this?”

You gave him a funny look. “Of course, darling. Why else would we have taken pictures with my family and gone to Selfridges to buy cards and some decorations?”

“Well I knew your family would still send cards out and that’s why they needed us there,” he answered. “They haven’t gone through a war.”

“But isn’t that why we should do this?” You asked. “So many people have gone through pain and sorrow this year. Let’s give them something to smile about, George darling.”

George gave another weak smile. “Fred loved the cards,” he whispered. “He always got excited when I got them and started bugging me 3rd year that he wanted to be in on it. He was so excited when I gave him his first card. I don’t know what I’ll do this year.”

You brought George closer to you. “You can still write him a Christmas card, George. The box is down stairs that you guys started your business out of. You can keep all the Christmas cards you write to him in there. It might sound weird, but I think it’ll be good for you. Include the pictures too. What do you think, darling?”

George kissed your cheek. “You’re an angel. You know that? You don’t think it’s weird?”

You shook your head. “I wouldn’t have suggested it if I thought it was. I think it’ll be good for you, George. It’ll be therapeutic in a way.” You pushed a card and envelope towards George. “This can be his. Why don’t you go grab your coat. We can go pick up the photos and then grab some lunch at the fish and chip shop down the road.”

“Maybe on the way back we can stop at that bakery by Flourish and Blotts,” he suggested. “I saw you looking at those cauldron cakes and strawberry trifles the other day.”

You grinned and kissed him. “Of course, Georgie darling.”

———————

“Y/N!” George shouted. “Where is the box? I have Fred’s card done.”

“Check the office, darling!” You answered. “I put it there so we didn’t lose it. I’m off to the station now. I’ll be back in a half hour.”

George entered his office and found the orange box he stored Fred’s Christmas cards in. A mouse wearing Christmas tree sunglasses and a Santa hat. He stuck the picture inside the card before putting it in the box. No longer was the photo of Y/N’s family included when sending out cards. Instead the photo was of George and Y/N wearing their Weasley sweaters. In front of them were two smaller red heads and a light haired Y/H/C also wearing their Weasley sweaters. 

George smiled as he put the box back on the book shelf. “Until next Christmas, Forge.”

———————

Dear Forge,

It’s been a crazy year. The last of this Weasley clan has joined Hogwarts. It’ll be interesting to see if the twins follow in our footsteps. Anya is in Gryffindor and Fred is in Y/H. Part of me is glad Fred isn’t in Gryffindor. It would’ve been cool, but this way I hope he will be able to forge his own path. Forge. Hah! Get it? Clara is studying for her OWLS this year. I found some of our old charms, defense, herbology, transfiguration, and potions notes. I let her into our little secret that we are quite smart but just never turned our assignments in. She was thankful. She’s definitely my daughter. She acts like me so much, but she’s definitely loud like you with that Gryffindor bravery. I miss you, brother. Y/N was right though; this has definitely helped me. Hopefully you get these wherever you are. Happy Christmas, Freddie!

Love, Gred and his Weasleys

[william-nylander]

having a very rough day, do you have anymore top willy moments to gift us?

i am so sorry u are having a rough day pebble. i decided to go a bit rogue with this, in that it is instead a Top Willy Interviews On the Leafs Youtube Page listicle. i hope it makes ur day a teeny bit better.

idk if you’ve ever been to toronto BUT this look is very like. like this willy lives in the junction and hates the “noise” of the downtown and has waited 2 hours in line for bangbang ice cream in august. he likes to smoke weed in trinity bellwoods. he goes to poetry readings on bar roof tops and says shit about how everything north of dupont is “north york”. hes been known to sit at the piano in the common room at university college (uoft) and play scales. he can and has fucked ur boyfriend.

this willyum is your coworker at canadas wonderland one summer. he does not know what hes doing. he is either like :| or like :D depending on the moment. his nose gets sunburnt at the beginning of the summer but only ever in a charming way!!! u never see it peel. he works the stuffed animal stands and cannot understand why his has a line and none of the others do (hint: its bc every1 has a crush on him!!!!). before the park opens he wanders around with one of those velcro monkeys around his neck. he likes the mindbuster the best bc thats MY favourite ride and this is my listicle. 

also i miss willys gigantic front teeth gap. he used to have little tombstone teeth. what has he done to them. 

hey i love kyle dubas with my whole heart and all but there was something to be said about how when lou made them all be clean shaven and hair short it meant that willys hair was always kinda like a dragon ball z character and also his skin was all fleshy and elastic like a babys arm 

speaking of kyle dubas i found this choice shot of willy blinking while kyles prattling on about nothing and like has anything ever been more My Aesthetic 

god. has any1 ever been more iconic. this willy lives just north of bloor on dufferin and will tell anyone that the ossington strip is the “most underrated part of the city” (& hes right!!!!). they know his name at sugo. he takes all his out of town friends there and he gets tattoos at ink + water (thats at lansdowne right? now ive confused myself). he goes to the value village there and owns 29 pairs of sunglasses. he has his bed on the floor. he listens to a lot of better oblivion community centre. he long boards. he goes to bulk stores for groceries. he wants to start brewing his own kombucha. actually u know the more i typed this willy might just be me whoops.

this man is my next door neighbour for the summer in cottage country. he has a fishing boat but he doesnt fish because fish suck. i invite him over for bbq and telling stories around the campfire. we drink shitty beer. he is not interesting but he is hot. maybe we make out on the dock. willy looks weirdly good in green.

whenever someone has bracelets on their wrist my mind goes str8 to SUMMER CAMP. willyum is a camp counsellor at a camp maybe on like idk lake erie or some shit. he is a cabin leader and he loves his little sprouts/campers. frederik gauthier is the HEAD LIFEGUARD and willy thinks hes so funny and weird and sweet and cute and he doesnt realize!!! until the end of camp!!! that he has a big crush on freddie goat!!!! its the last night of camp and theres a big campfire and a camp dance and willy asks goat to sneak away with him. they go down to the beach and sit on the picnic table under the lifeguard tent and willy kisses goat and its very romantic. 

okay 1) love a man in a puffy coat & 2) there is something about “my father will hear about this” draco malfoy looking like He Was a Diplomats Son mp3 willy that just really gets my goat. he went to a boarding school in the swiss alps and fucked ur girlfriend. he has a closet for his shoes. he dated a member of the swedish royal family for a summer but broke up with him bc he was too clingy.

speaking of that bitch…..here he is again. this is after his tour after high school. he rented out an apartment in lisbon and would smoke cigarettes with beautiful people on the balcony. he spends a month in the south of france turning golden on the rocky beaches and buying dinner every night from the market on his way back to the hotel. this willy takes molly at a gay club in dresden and wakes up in an architect students bed and then he goes to the park to sweat off a hangover and pretend to read nietzsche  

this willy is absolutely the rapscallion son of the president. whats that movie with mandy moore (maybe???? oh no wait i just googled it its katie holmes) - that movie with katie holmes where the first daughter like falls in love or whatever?? this is willy. OOH IVE GOT IT. okay so this willy is absolutely a zoey barlett type from the west wing who is very cute and everyone loves him even though he is a spoiled brat sometimes/all the time. ENTER the assistant to the president - zach hyman - in a charlie young role. they fall in love over a pot of chilli. its the most beautiful thing u have ever s33n. 

okay so like willy is the new Legal Assistant at the office. kyle is a Partner in Law or whatever tf they’re called. willy and he are Working Late One Night and u know what that means…..they go to rol san bc its open until like 6am and they eat the FUCK out of some dumplings and then kyle drives willy back to his apartment (maybe in this one he lives in a shitty place at yonge & college???? like classic “roommate in the living room” toronto living??) and they KISS in the CAR and its ROMANTIC.

this willyumm is your date for thanksgiving dinner. he comes extremely bundled. my parents live north of toronto so i imagine this willy driving us north for the weekend. his scarf is very evan from skam and its sexi. he does not like the folk playlist that you have put on but its FALL and the TREES and OCTOBER MEANS HOZIER and hes like UGH FINE WHATEVER and is a bit grumpy but then u pass thru the holland marsh and he’s like “hm smells like onions” and its all fine again. his laugh confuses your extended family and he sucks at scrabble and is a pouty bitch about it but its a GOOD TIME.

god THIS WILLYAM is ur older brothers BEST FRIEND and he comes over to play video games ?? i guess ?? i never had a brother but i YEARNED to crush on a brothers best friend. he is very handsome like a lion. maybe you write some weird diary shit about it. every time he comes over ur SO WEIRD and he KNOWS ABOUT UR CRUSH and hes VERY NICE ABOUT IT.

also would a willy listicle be complete without me marvelling over his long straight nose??????????? look how straight it is!!!!!!

this will ham is in ur intro to gender studies class on friday mornings in sid smith. hes in one of ur projects and hes got no fucking clue whats going on. hes on the varsity blues hockey team and he thought that he clicked on “intro to geography”. despite the fact that he has no idea whats happening ever hes enthusiastic about listening. one time u go for coffee at mallo across from where honest eds used to be and he asks u what the male gaze is. 

okay. i hope u enjoyed this. it took me awhile and i enjoyed every second of it. to conclude, here is several screen shots from my favourite willy interview:

u ever see a man more beautiful

lil elastic face weirdo 

[twdmusicboxmystery]

FTWD 6x07 - Details

Okay, let's talk details. Even aside from the major and obvious parallel I talked about yesterday, there were quite a few smaller Beth symbols throughout the episode.

***As always, spoilers for 6x07 abound below. Don’t read until you’ve watched!***

The first one was right in the opening shot. We see a deer being eaten by walkers and the camera zooms in closely on the deer's face and the eye. So, deer symbolism which points to both taxidermy elements of the episode, but also, deer symbolism = Beth. Which is important because of the Dakota both parallel, and it focuses in on the eye. (Sirius Symbolism).

When Strand and Samuels ride ahead to try and figure out what happened to Terry, there's a tree fallen across the road. And it's obvious that someone cut it down. (Turns out to be Morgan.) But we’ve seen this kind of symbolism around Beth proxies a lot. We saw fallen trees in 5x10 after the storm, and right before the music box woke up. We also saw one in 6x14, just before Denise died. And obviously she was a big Beth proxy two. So, I seeing one in this episode right before Dakota goes missing is important.

After they discover Dakota is gone, Strand says, "only one person matters right now and she's gone." So more of the “gone” symbolism and an echo of Daryl's, "she's just gone," from 4x16.

As I said yesterday, Ed's hunting lodge sort of gave me white cabin vibes from the missing S5 scenes. When Alicia sneaks in, she crawls under a chain and squeezes through the door it's holding shut. I reminded me a lot of Daryl and Carol doing that and consumed, which was when they were looking for Beth.

I’ll say it again, but the animals we see stuffed inside also symbols we see used a lot. The bear (bear symbolism), a bird of some kind. I'm not sure what kind it is. But it does kind of remind us of the blackbirds in the opening credits of TWD. A bobcat (cat symbolism associated with Daryl) and, of course, more deer. Later in the episode, we also see a boar’s head. (Pig Symbolism).

Alicia finds Ed working on a walker which is strapped to his table in his basement. The whole set up reminded me a lot of the funeral home from Alone. Just having a body on a table like that and the fact that it was a walker, not a human.

The songs playing are “Tonight You Belong to Me,” and “Jeepers Creepers.” I won’t go into either of them too much, but look up the lyrics. The first is about belonging to someone for a short time and the moonlight. The second is all about a person’s eyes. And both mention the dawn. So yeah, we can definitely read into those. ;D

I probably shouldn't read into this too much, but the names used in this episode definitely caught my attention. First, there's Ed. Carol's abusive ex-husband was named Ed. I'm not saying that has anything to do with Beth, but they could've used in the name of the world, right? And they used a name well known in the fandom due to Carol's arc. Next is that he had a daughter named Emily. Again, I'm not saying they're necessarily trying to use that as some sort of TD/return symbolism, but it was just a little jarring to actually hear Emily's name come up in this episode when there such a huge Beth parallel in it.

Ed asks if either of them plays chess and then he plays Dakota. We’ve talked about chess before. There are a lot of reasons that they may use it as TD symbolism. For one thing, the Queen is all-important in chess. It's also a strategic game, where players are lost periodically throughout. Which might be the writer's way of symbolizing all the characters who have been lost. We saw it heavily around the governor, in the two episodes in S-4 where he had a lot of parallels.

While Ed and Dakota play chess, was also a record playing. (No lyrics in this song, though.) He says, “Queen’s Gambit.” I’m not much of a chess player so I had to look that up. Aside from the mini-series that’s currently popular on Netflix, it’s a well-known chess move. Feel free to look it up on Wikipedia yourself, but let’s just say that it smacks strongly of a prisoner exchange.

Ed turns the music on loudspeakers to draw walkers in. Obviously a music theme, but it specifically ties to things like The Big Spot in 4x01, or Operation Lead the Walkers Away in S6. They did this more recently in S10 to lead the Whisperer horde away from the hospital.

Ed has an interesting line when he's explaining himself to Alicia. He's trying is tell her that everything is his fault. That it's his fault his family died, etc. He makes a point of saying, "I created them, but I couldn't control them."

I feel like this is an important theme. I'm not sure where it's leading yet, but I'm wondering if there will end up being a reveal that the virus was man-made and then got out of control. Or maybe it will have something to do with the helicopter group. I don't know. But it felt like a mic-drop moment, and like something we should remember going forward.

Also? At Grady, Joan said something similar to this to Dawn. “You can’t control them,” speaking, presumably, of the officers.

Then of course Morgan shows up, saying that he heard the music. I talked about how suspicious I am about Morgan showing up at the end of this and what it might mean for Beth yesterday.

We also learned that, had Alicia's original plan to exchange Dakota for her and Charlie being released worked, she was planning on taking them back to the stadium. That caught my ear because there's been a lot of talk recently about Madison's return. You wouldn’t think she would still be at the stadium, but you never know. Maybe she is. After all the talk in the fandom about it lately, I just couldn't help but side-eye that a little bit. 

Then Alicia and Morgan quarrel about what to do with Dakota. The thing that jumped out about this part is that Morgan basically wants to do another prisoner exchange, exchanging Dakota for the others in his group (presumably June and Daniel). They don't actually end up doing it, but it was sort of a nod to Grady.

 We also learned that Morgan was the one who attacked the convoy, trying to get a hold of Dakota so he could use her as leverage against Virginia. Again, something we saw just prior to Coda, with TF purposely setting a trap for the officers so they could use them as prisoners in the exchange.

It’s also worth mentioning that, for the characters in the episode (Alicia and Charlie, though this was true of Al and Dwight a couple of episodes ago too) the moment when they saw Morgan was a resurrection moment. We, the audience, have obviously known  he’s alive since ep 1, but they haven’t. So this was someone coming back from the dead for them. 

We learn that Virginia may have killed her own parents. But we don't know how. Me and my fellow theorists talked about how trustworthy Dakota is. I do like her overall, but one thing that bugs me is that the main characters don't press her. For more information. She said before that not only is she Virginia’s sister but that she hears everything that goes on in that house. So, I think she has to no more than she's saying. But her go to answer about anything is, "I don't know." Personally, I don't think she's going to turn out to be evil or anything, but I do think she knows more than she's saying.

Finally, Strand returns to Virginia and says that he's on her side and will help her bring back everyone Morgan has liberated.

For the record, while Strand always seems to have an agenda and to want to do things his way, I don't think he's actually working against Morgan's group. I think this is his way of being undercover and helping them from the inside. But Virginia believes him and takes him to where she's secretly hiding Grace, it was still very pregnant.

Dun, dun, dun! End of MSF.

So, yeah. That's what I have for details. Anybody pick up on anything I missed?

[t100ficrecsblog]

an interview with @hopskipaway​ (she/hers)

WHAT ARE YOU WORKING ON RIGHT NOW? i always have a million ideas floating around in my head, and it’s just a matter of finding time to actually sit down and write them. these are a few i have in various stages of planning:

   * GHOST AU (clexa + childhood friends to lovers) - in a dystopian world where chips are implanted so the living can’t see ghosts, a young clarke griffin finds herself a not-so-imaginary friend. the problem? her very own parents are piloting the chip program.

   * MERMAID AU (murphamy + found family) - when murphy and bellamy find themselves banished from their homes, they manage to find refuge in one another. the question is: where can they go next if they are being hunted at every corner of the sea?

   * POST APOCALYPTIC AU (murven + enemies to lovers) - a radical virus wiped out the world’s population, leaving raven reyes to survive all on her own - or so she thought. after finding fellow survivor john murphy they somehow have to learn to live with each other, or die trying. 

WHAT’S SOMETHING YOU’D LIKE TO WRITE SOMEDAY? i have two ideas that I look at as my “everest”. they would definitely be larger multi-chapter fics, which is something i haven’t tried before. i’d love to get them written someday, but you are more likely to see any of the aforementioned smaller fics first.    * SOULMATE/REINCARNTION AU (murphamy + chopped 2.0) - a sweeping tale of how murphy and bellamy keep finding each other, no matter what era they and in and no matter how the soulmate identifier presents itself in that world. it’s too bad they aren’t actually meant to be soulmates.    * SEASON SIX DIVERGENCE (murven + fake dating) - raven gets unknowingly caught up in murphy and emori’s plans, which earns her a mind drive of her own. josephine gratuitously made sure that two of the mind drives belonged to a couple; but she also made sure that the couple didn’t end up being murphy and emori - she did always love drama. (ed’s note: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

WHAT IS THE FANWORK YOU ARE MOST PROUD OF? this is a hard question for someone as self-deprecating as myself. i think i maybe like “i’ve got a heart in me (i swear)” the best. i think i did a decent job at pacing that one, and including canon elements and still making it my own. it was part of one of the ‘chopped’ rounds, and i had lots of fun with the tropes. my friend oog (oogaboogu) also made amazing artwork based on it, so it gets extra points in my book.

WHY DID YOU FIRST START WRITING? the short answer: i was bored of writing business reports and wanted to try something new. the longer answer: i always enjoyed “fandom” spaces as an outsider, but had never participated, and was never a writer. something about how kind and funny charlie (slugcities/blueparacosm) seemed made me want to take the plunge and join. from there, i found spaces like ‘chopped: the 100 fanfic challenge’ that made it seem far less scary to make an attempt at writing. i’m still not really sure what i’m doing most of the time, but it’s nice to get some creative energy out.

WHAT FRUSTRATES YOU MOST ABOUT FIC WRITING? honestly? myself. i have a lot of insecurities and perfectionism that leaves me not posts for periods of time. i have lots of nice friends, especially ariel (lexasheart/sapphictomaz), who tell me that i should write for myself, but i still find myself worried about what the imaginary audience will think of my performance - even though everyone is very supportive and kind to me. it’s also an issue of finding a work-life-writing balance that works for me.

WHAT ARE YOUR TOP FIVE SONGS RIGHT NOW?

1. sports - beach bunny 2. looking out for you - joy again 3. sunday best - surfaces 4. cherry cola - kuwada 5. super america - bad bad hats

WHAT ARE YOUR INSPIRATIONS (BOOKS, SONGS, OTHER FIC)? the thing that drives me most is songs. a lot of my fics are titled after songs, and that’s where a lot of my inspiration lies. i will sometimes see elements in movies and tv show that i like as well, and twist them a little bit to fit my ideas. other fics can also really help me as well, seeing my friends write such beautiful things and being beautiful people inspires me.

WHAT DRIVES YOU TO WRITE MURPHY AND HIS RELATIONSHIPS? i think murphy as a character is just so very interesting, complex, and real. this makes it really easy to bring him (or at least my interpretation of him) to life in my fics. in terms of relationships, i think he is very adaptable and brings out some really interesting things in the other characters. with bellamy, they have this intense (push and) pull to one another, and murphy seems to be able to surprise bellamy like no other. with raven, it’s like that classic old married couple - they can be snarky and rude with one another with absolutely no judgement, and you know they love each other deeply. with clarke, i think he would have the ability to both bring out the fun side of her, but also teach her that it’s okay to look out for yourself sometimes. when i want something closest to canon, he fits well with raven. when i want something a little more je ne sais quoi, i put him with bellamy. when i want just silly fun and to ignore canon entirely, he works well with clarke. at the core of it, for me, it’s all about murphy; i have a hard time really getting into fics that don’t feature him. he adds that special spark of fun, interest and often emotional aspect that i am looking for. tldr; morphy you are ferfect to me.

WHAT ARE SOME THINGS YOU’D LIKE TO RECOMMEND? i’d like to shout out some of my favourite authors:

 *MURPHAMY: blueparacosm, sapphictomaz, oogaboogu, and sadie18.  * MURVEN: amethyzt and easilydistractedbyfanfic. * CLURPHY: probablyvoldemort

all my thanks to hopskipaway for agreeing to be interviewed and enduring my total mangling of her beautiful formatting. my favorite hopskipaways (that’s the official term for a hopskipaway fic which I just made up) are “when i’m feelin’ alone (you remind me of home)”, a cozy Christmas clurphy AU, or “i wanna shoot the whole day down”, a Spacekru modernverse fic. 

[wigwurq]

WIG REVIEW: I’M THINKING OF ENDING THINGS

Well spooky season is over which means it’s time for my favorite season: AWARDS! I’m catching up on new releases and starting with a fairly spooky one: Charlie Kaufman’s I’m Thinking of Ending Things. If you absolutely adore movies that completely gaslight you, the musical Oklahoma!, off-brand DQ blizzards IN a blizzard, actors from every season of Fargo in once place and of course: Toni Collette’s bewigged bangs, this movie is for you! I guess this review includes spoilers but even if you have already seen this movie, this may not spoil things for you?? Regardless: let’s discuss the wigs (and much more!)

Straight up: I love a good roadtrip movie and this one stars a couple played by Jesse Plemons and Jessie Buckley! Buckley-ed up: this is 2x the Jess(i)es! Also buckle up: this movie is absolutely not a roadtrip movie and defies all genres, reason, and narrative logic. We are first meant to believe that Jessie is meeting Jesse’s parents, but actually none of that is true and also I hope you like listening to poems recited in a car because that is basically the first hour of this movie. 

Finally, we make it to Jesse’s parents’ secluded farmhouse where we are first given a tour of barn atrocities and then have to watch a wet dog shake itself for a about three hours and wonder what is happening in the creepy basement before finally meeting: DAVID THEWLIS AND TONI COLLETTE! Whew! Does anyone remember simpler times only 3 years ago when we were living in a total David Thewlinnaisance due to his involvement in both Wonder Woman and Fargo season 3? Well hold on to your old man wigs because we are in a Second Wave Thewlinnaisance!!!! Also between Thewlis, Buckley, and Plemons, Fargos season 2-4 are completely represented here like some sort of Fargo: End Game which honestly makes a lot of sense in the context of this movie (I THINK). Toni Collette: you need to be in Fargo season 5 now.

So let’s talk about Toni Collette’s wigs, as they are the main wigs in this movie. As Jesse’s off-kilter mom, these wigs are very perfect farmhouse non-chic. We first see her in this banged shag and it is pretty good! It is also very good at helping me understand just what the hell is going on in this movie because moments later...

Toni has no bangs!! This bang shift was the first substantial clue for me in realizing that the full time-space continuum was off in this movie (also this movie makes its own Robert Zemekis joke because it knows it is fully Back to the Futuring some real timetravel nonsense as well!)  Anyway, this wig is also good! Straggly and terrible, but good for the purpose it serves: to tell us that nothing is as it seems. Jessie’s non-wigged hair also shifts, as does her clothing, career, and name, as does Thewlis’s wig until we realize that this movie is totally gaslighting the hell out of us. 

Time becomes a flat circle and past and present all become one. Toni is young again, and so is this ‘50s ‘do! Ok? It is ok! Before you can say Leave It To Beaver, Toni is old again, about to die....and maybe so are we? How long is this movie? Also this is not even the scariest Toni has been at a parental dinner if you have seen Hereditary. 

It should be noted that throughout this gaslit nightmare of a parental dinner, we get flashes of a random high school janitor who ends up being the key to all of this. As does the musical Oklahoma! which he sees being rehearsed time and time again.

Later, when the Jess(i)es finally leave the terrible, time-shifting parental dinner full of scary laundry basements and shifting wigs, they drive some more and recite Pauline Kael’s dissertations on A Woman Under the Influence, and find themselves at an off-brand Dairy Queen to get some off-brand blizzards in the middle of a blizzard that the girls who work there...were also in that high school production of Oklahoma! and are treating Jesse like he’s a weird janitor....I think we’re getting to the point of all this.

But first: how well do you know the musical Oklahoma??? I played Gertie in a community theater production in 1999 so allow me to school you. It is the first true American musical and is essentially all about a girl named Laurie trying to decide who to take to a dance. Yes, really. Her choices are cowboy Curly and farmhand weirdo Jud. Curly tries to help Laurie decide by going to Jud’s weird shack and trying to convince him through song to “end things” because only through suicide will anyone like him (yes this is an actual song called “Poor Jud is Dead”). And though Laurie’s choice seems obvious (?) she first has to take some smelling salts and think on it, which leads to the psychedelic narrative convention of the dream ballet - in which other actors play Curly, Jud, and Laurie and dance it OUT. Also the dream ballet (and the musical) end in murder and this musical is dark as hell. OK? OK. 

Back to this movie, Jessie and Jesse make their way back to the high school where the janitor works, make out in a car, and then Jesse gets weirded out that the janitor is watching them and decides to give him “a piece of his mind”....he gives him much more in that we soon discover that the Jess(i)es have all been part of the janitors mind this entire time and this whole goddamned movie is an elaborate dream ballet...that is ending with some dancers playing the Jess(i)es in an actual dream ballet. That ends in murder. Also Jessie’s character is a messed up version of Laurie (from Oklahoma!) but never actually Laurie. Her name shifts from Lucy, Louise, Louisa, Lucia....never quite the Laurie this janitor Jud wanted her to be. 

But we’re not actually done yet!! The old janitor leaves the school, trips the hell out in his truck and reenters the school naked and with off-brand DQ and dead pig animation (yes, really). Then Jesse in old wig/makeup become the old janitor in a Nobel Prize award ceremony on the set of Oklahoma! the musical with Toni in Aunt Eller drag and most of the audience (including Thewlis and Buckley) in the kind of old age makeup they do in high school productions where you just draw a bunch of lines on your face. Jesse delivers the Nobel acceptance speech from A Beautiful Mind and then goes into the set for Jud’s shack and sings Jud’s (often cut) song from Oklahoma!, “A Lonely Room”...and scene! Now aren’t you glad I told you about Oklahoma!???? 

Ultimately, this is the movie for the theater nerd who demanded that Jud hisself got his own damn dream ballet and also imagines Jud to be a modern-day janitor who thinks he’s smart and cultured and deserves a cool girlfriend and dabbles in landscape painting. But wig-wise...

VERDICT: WURQS!

[pluviophile-bookworm]

Thoughts/ reaction to AWAE 3x5

The cold open featuring Beekeeper Gilbert is the golden content I never knew I needed.

Miss Stacy teaching in the midst of nature is gold, but what draws my attention in that scene is the casual mentioning of the birds and the bees that causes half of the girls to get agitated at the thought that they’re finally getting the talk. I see bees are a recurring image in this episode. I admit to not having seen much of this particular scene as I was looking away from the blood.

Gilbert combining his natural talent as a doctor and his new… I wanna say hobby, that is, beekeeping, to help poor baby Ruby is gold. Seriously, this episode has GOLD written all over it in large bold letters and we’re barely 4 minutes in.

“I thought someone died…” The natives calling out the Whites™ for being drama queens have me wondering whose side I am on, and whether there are any sides at all; the fact is, I tend to overreact a lot, but this was a bit too much even for me. But let’s not dwell on this, there are more important scenes coming up and I have already used way too many words.

Yeah… I skipped ahead a bit. The sight of that needle caused me as much horror as it did Moody.

Gilbert ranting about natural medicine not being taught is such a mood. I think taking up beekeeping will do (and is already doing) wonders for his career in medicine.

Rachel babysitting Delly is giving me such strong New Mum vibes… “Please go to sleep”. This is the Rachel Lynde content I never expected to see but I’m glad I did.

And then Delly falls asleep as soon as she hears Marilla’s voice… I’m crying.

“Bash needs a wife” – who are you to decide that for him, Rachel? I was already annoyed with her for trying to play matchmaker for Miss Stacy without being asked to, but this is even more. Marilla is such a mood in this scene.

Matthew being Soft™ to his plants… as if I needed any more proof that he’s a Hufflepuff!

I live and would die for Anne and Diana’s friendship.

I also live for Diana embracing her own feelings rather than her mother’s visions of what’s “proper” and “improper”. And for the hint of her doing it just partially to spite her mother…

Honestly, Gilbert staying inside and reading the paper with Miss Stacy while everyone else is fussing about the Take Notice board is so in character. It emphasizes the fact that he is actually the adult of the class. I wonder what would make him more interested in the board, though…

Anne the Feminist™ is fascinated about the female doctor

Ok, but… who gives Charlie, by “noticing” Anne, and Diana, by walking in on her and Gilbert almost having a moment, the right to interrupt said moment before it’s even fully developed?

Anne is totally me in her reaction to (1) being noticed and (2) the news about the dance.

 “Sebastian, take a seat.” If I were Bash in that scene, I would be thinking “How about you stop telling me what to do in my own home?”

Now she wants to take Delly away from him? And she thinks that’s good for anyone? Seriously, Rachel Lynde should mind her own business. But I bet she has no business of her own, otherwise she wouldn’t obsess so much over what everyone else is doing.

Anne’s reaction to Charlie posting about her gives off “Belle Reprise” from Beauty and the Beast vibes.

 “Anne Shirley-Cuthbert-Sloane!” Try Anne Shirley-Cuthbert-Blythe instead. And boy, does this girl have a lot of last names! She’s becoming a bit like Hispanic royalty.

Both Jerry and Diana telling white lies to their friends so they can meet up – classic forbidden romance. I love it!

Look at my boy Jerry quoting Frankenstein! I feel like a proud mother – except, of course, for the fact that I am not a mother and I have no trace of merit in this beautiful achievement. Also, the way she holds the book to her heart, like it’s him, or at least a tiny part of him; and the way he looks back at her… I know this is a whole other fandom, but Andi Mack has taught me that lookbacks are important. My fragile little heart is melting! I might be aromantic by orientation, but I’m still a sucker for beautiful, poetic romantic scenes like this one. This is my new favourite scene of the entire series. If I could bottle it up and save it for a rainy day, oh how I would!

The scene of Gilbert and Bash talking about Mary being followed immediately by Matthew talking to Belle about her becoming a mum… I feel that they are a heartbreaking yet heartwarming representation of the cycle of life and death. Moira has done it again.

Also, Anne’s dress in this scene reminds me of the first dress she was wearing when she arrived. It’s a nice callback, if anything.

That scene of Diana reading in bed reminded me so much of me. I know that feeling so well, feeling a special connection to a book, even for some reason outside the book itself. And, sure, Frankenstein is far from the most romantic of books, but now it will forever be a thing between her and Jerry. And that’s in my opinion, is that special external connection to the book.

Aaand… Rachel Lynde didn’t just try to make the practice dance another matchmaking session for her son and Miss Stacy, did she?

I know everybody talks about Anne and Gilbert in this scene, but my eyes were more focused on my spirit animal Ruby – she is so me, being uncomfortable with the whole thing and the touching and whatnot… except in her it is the result of boys and girls being discouraged from making any kind of contact to one another until they’re old enough for courtship according to their community’s standards. What did people at that time think when they did that? That giving young people virtually no sex ed and doing anything and everything they could to keep boys and girls away from each other – did they think this is the way to raise functional, well-informed people? Because seeing poor Ruby here sure makes me think that her society didn’t do a very good job at that. And the fact that all the girls, even the ones that should pass as intelligent and well-read like Anne and Diana, believe they can get pregnant by just the touch of a boy is just another proof that this is not the way to raise teenagers.

One thing that calms me at least a little is that now they have Miss Stacy and she can, albeit a bit awkwardly at first, educate them on the matter. And I love the fact that she mentions consent because that is really important.

And there’s the sugar – the heart eyes, the longing looks, the held gaze… every single trope about looking at someone special is there in that one scene. I love the way they act so expressively with just their eyes. Seriously, kudos to Amybeth and especially Lucas.

Oh my, there it is! That scene from the preview that everybody has been speculating and freaking out about for weeks. I got literal chills, goosebumps and everything. This scene generated a lot of discourse and it was definitely not for nothing.

Oh my, oh my! The dance is done but they just won’t stop staring right into each other’s souls through those fantastically expressive eyes… I might just die right now, but at least I’ll die happy.

Aaand… the moment is gone and now there’s just tension and awkwardness so thick in the air that you could cut them with a knife – and a knife might not even do the job, if you get what I mean.

Ok, I didn’t think things could get any more awkward, but then we have the exchange with Charlie and it’s even more awkward than Moody telling Diana “[her] dress is very… blue” back in the season premiere. But this awkwardness is different. There’s no tension, no real chemistry. At least that’s how I see it.

The parallel between Anne and Gilbert cooking and ranting about the dance and its consequences for them counts as a Shirbert scene, right?

I love Anne with all my heart but right now I wish she could just go away for a second. She’s third-wheeling and making Diana act cold towards Jerry, which might give him the wrong impression and ruin everything…

Also, I wish Diana would confide in Anne about the thing she has going on with Jerry. It couldn’t possibly make matters worse, now could it?

If Jerry was so confused, and then so happy about the handkerchief, it probably wasn’t really his. It must have been left by Diana. The initials, though… the only J.B. in Diana’s family I can think of is Josephine. If it was hers and Diana left it for Jerry, it would be so nice… Ok, why am I being so stupid? She MADE it for him. Especially. J.B. is him and only him right now. Apparently certain other scenes have temporarily deprived me of the ability to think.

The “Is that how reproduction works” scene is awkward, of course, and it is a different, third kind of awkward: not like Shirbert after the dance or like Anne and Charlie after that. It’s that kind of awkward moments that people with anxiety like me think of when they can’t sleep at night. I mean, just imagine asking your big love to give you the talk. Or having to give the talk to them.

Ruby, Ruby, my sweet summer child Ruby… “what has he seen”? He’s literally delivered a child, for one. Unprepared, at that. But seriously, Gilbert being all like “in my medical experience” – okay, we get it, Mr. Mature Adult Doctor. No offense, though, I love him.

That obituary was just about the best homage they could have paid to Mary, and Bash reading the whole thing to Delphine was both heartbreaking and heartwarming. Now that I use those two words for the second time in relation to Mary’s passing, I feel like these are the emotions I feel about it every time. Every single time.

Baby Delly is the most precious little thing I’ve ever seen.

The Barrys are finally doing something really good (I’m not saying they’re bad people or bad parents, just that they can be a little… stuck in their ways) by deciding to help Bash’s family now and realizing they have missed their chance of getting to know Mary while she was there and giving it to them. I sure hope they allow their daughters, both of them, to have the life they chose, not the one that was predetermined for them by parents and tradition and some twisted idea of class distinction and propriety. They deserve to be given that freedom.

The girls’ ritual was one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen in my life. How empowering, how beautifully sacred, how emotionally pure and true. And Ruby finally accepted herself as a woman… I relate to that on a deep level because it was hard for me to accept the change from girl to woman when I was that age, too – not so long ago, really. The thing is, there is no real difference between a girl and a woman. I think each one should decide for herself which one she is, and we shouldn’t forget that we have both inside us at all times.

Oh my, oh my! This was honestly one of the most beautiful episode endings I’ve seen on this series and there have been a lot. This baby foal is one of the cutest things ever, a true embodiment of the miracle of life. How fascinating!

So, let’s sum up. In this episode, we saw: the importance of honey; lots of awkward teenage courting; Gilbert going back to medicine; Rachel Lynde sticking her nose into other people’s business even more than usual; Jerry and Diana’s beautiful forbidden romance and character growth; misconceptions about… conception; Shirbert – the whole spectrum of it: awkwardness, tension, angst, heart eyes, lost of eye acting in general; different kinds of awkwardness involving different people, but mostly Shirbert; girl empowerment; and last but not least, the circle of life. I was going to say I want more episodes like this one, but, frankly, I don’t think that’s possible. This was BEAUTIFUL!

[revisitingstoneybrook]

#8 Boy-Crazy Stacey: Chapter 1

Here we go with chapter 1! Check it all out under the cut:

We open with Stacey asking her mom how she's supposed to behave in a MANSION. She's concerned, as she remembers how they helped Kristy give her dog Louie a makeover so he would fit in with the wealthy dogs (which apparently happened in #7 Claudia and Mean Janine...I don't remember that part but I also haven’t read that one in years). Stacey's mom (who’s got it going on) tells her that Kristy is nuts sometimes gets carried away, but she'll always be a dictatorial bitch with a Napoleon complex the same. She then reminds Stacey to be careful about what she eats. Stacey gives her an *eyeroll*, as this is when her parents were still in paranoia mode regarding her diabeetus.

Being that this is an early book, Stacey starts in with the Chapter 2 crap now, when she describes the BSC and all the members. I love how the first few books were in real time and the events are all perfectly sequential. Elizabeth and Watson the Millionaire are newlyweds, the BSC held a play group last month, and they're now going on vacation (separately!) before starting 8th grade for the first of 910 times. Whatever went wrong along the way?

Stacey runs to her bedroom and tries to decide what to wear. She's looking for casual, yet sophisticated, “to look impressive in case any rich neighbors dropped by.” I'm guessing “sultry” is thrown in as well, so she can show off in front of Sam. Was anyone else weirded out by Stacey and Sam being an on-again, off-again couple? I forget if Kristy ever made any mention that she was grossed out by her friend dating her older brother.

Anyway, I wouldn't call the outfit she decides on "sophisticated," even though she says she bought the pink shirt in NYC:

“Big, bright green and yellow birds were splashed all over it. It was gigantic, so it would be cool. I put it on with a pair of baggy shorts, looped a wide green belt around my middle, and hunted up some jewelry - silver bangle bracelets and a pair of silver earrings shaped like bells that actually ring when they dangle back and forth.”

*Checks date of publication* 1987. Mind you, I was barely a year old when this book was written, but even going on what I know about 80s fashion, I am not getting a sophisticated vibe from Stacey's ensemble. More like "I'm going to the mall in August!" or "I'm on vacation in Disney World and it's luau time!"

Stacey whines a bit about how her parents won't let her get two holes pierced in each ear (they say it'll make her look like a pirate), then a car horn beeps outside. Mr. Kishi is driving Stacey, Mary Anne, and Claudia to Kristy's! Unfortunately, we're spared the details of Claudia's outfit.

Stacey runs downstairs to meet them, but her mom stops her to present her with some apple slices. Oh come on, Maureen. Stacey already said Kristy would have some diabetes-approved food for her! She also describes her diabetes and uses the word "kerflooey" to describe what would happen to her blood sugar if she ate a single jelly bean (and not one of those yucky sugar-free kinds). 

Stacey's dad (who’s also got it going on, I guess) is outside gardening, so this is obviously pre-divorce. And do the Stoneybrook dads have any other hobbies besides gardening? Well, I guess John Pike has baby-making. Ed waves goodbye and warns his daughter to be careful. Stacey mentally *eyerolls* again, and reassures herself that they aren't as bad as they used to be. And I think he added the "be careful" in there as a reminder in case she gets near Sam, if you know what I mean. Safety first!

They arrive at the MANSION, and everyone is in awe. Because, you know, it's a real, live MANSION! And they're brought back to reality when they see Kristy hanging out front, in shorts and a t-shirt, eating a Popsicle and reading People. It's a crazy concept, but yes, girls: "normal" people do live in MANSIONS. And People? I could see Stacey or Claudia reading that. Something like Sports Illustrated would be more Kristy’s thing.

Dawn arrives, and the girls head upstairs, with Stacey marveling at how big the MANSION is. She compares it to her apartment in NYC, which was considered big because it had four bedrooms, though Stacey doesn't seem convinced that's big. Um, a four-bedroom apartment in NYC? That's fucking HUGE. And if the McGills could afford an apartment that big, I think Watson the Millionaire has some competition...

They get to Kristy's room and Stacey asks Kristy where her brothers are. Clever way of disguising your interest in knowing where Sam is, Stacey! Unfortunately, getting to third base will have to wait, as Kristy says Sam and Charlie are at their neighbor's house, using the pool. Kristy adds that she and her mom made a ton of sandwiches for dinner, including some plain tuna fish ones for Stacey. What's wrong with the others if Stacey can't have them? Are they chocolate frosting and peanut butter M&M sandwiches? Actually, that sounds like a Claudia creation.

Stacey says she and Mary Anne are spending the next two weeks together and she's nervous about it. Mind, meet gutter. No, they're going to be joining the Pike Army for two weeks as mother's helpers, and Stacey's nervous because they're oh-so different. Stacey brags about her sophistication and "couple of boyfriends," while calling Mary Anne young (you two are the same age! Geez!) with no interest in boys (this is obviously pre-Logan). Well, aren't you so worldy and grown-up, Miss McGill! Do you want to join me for cocktails later?

The other girls express their envy at spending two weeks at the beach; I laugh because Stacey says they'll be chasing after the Pike kids and lists them, including everyone's favorite red-headed, glasses-wearing dweeb. Oh, the days when Mallory was still a babysitting charge. No wonder they still kind of look down on her.

Also, are the Pikes paying for Stacey and Mary Anne to come along, therefore giving them a free vacation apart from the babysitting? If so, pretty sweet deal, even if it means having to endure Mallory for two weeks. Like I asked before, how loaded are the Pikes? 

And if anyone cares, Dawn and Jeff are going to California to visit their dad (leaving Sharon alone to throw the pot party to end all pot parties), and Claudia's going with her family to a mountain resort in New Hampshire. Elizabeth and Watson the Millionaire, however, want to get some family bonding time in with everyone, so they're staying in Stoneybrook. More like Watson the Millionaire's a cheapass, so they're staying in Stoneybrook.

Elizabeth brings the sandwiches and some sodas to Kristy's room and the girls scarf down their dinner. Stacey later tries on some of Kristy's clip-on earrings to see how she'd look with extra piercings, and I'm left wondering what the hell Kristy Thomas is doing with clip-on earrings.

Later, Mary Anne gets a Great Idea (don't tell Kri-, oh wait) for everyone to exchange addresses so they can send postcards. Then Kristy tops that idea with one of her own. She asks Stacey and Mary Anne on penalty of death to write her daily postcards as notebook entries so they can keep the BSC notebook up-to-date. Creepy. And what a wonderful way to waste a ton of stamps! Dawn says she might babysit for her old clients while in California, so she'll send some notebook entries too. Um, WHY?!? Does the BSC honestly give a shit about Stephie, or Clover and Daffodil?

David Michael calls up to them that everyone's parents have arrived. Then Kristy starts to cry, followed by everyone else. So not only is Kristy crying, she's the first one, even before Mary Anne, who cries at everything. WHAT?!? I have a feeling the moon isn't in the seventh house, and Jupiter is not aligning with Mars here. The girls sob into tissues and hug because they're going to be separated for OMG two whole weeks! Geez, the way they're carrying on, you'd think they were going to be apart for two years and heading to opposite ends of the earth. Drama queens. The girls head home and Stacey's still all emo about being separated from everyone for two whole weeks until she looks at her new bikini, which makes her think of the beach and cute boys and she gets excited. Of course she would.

[linkispink1995]

Crashing Waves Of Beating Hearts

(1) A Warm Summer's Day

Series Masterlist

Chapter warnings : mentions of smoking and drinking alcohol , language

Feedback as well as questions are appreciated so are predictions

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August 12th 1992

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It was one of the hottest days on record in San Francisco , given it was the end of summer and the weather was pleasant most people were out and about enjoy their day with either a cold beverage or a cool sweet treat. I of course was stuck inside at work at an up and coming tech company , I didn't mind my job there was air conditioning , the people were nice and the pay was enough to cover my half of the rent but I still felt like something was missing. I was currently make my round about to see if anyone else needed anything from me before I left to go to lunch with my boyfriend Dennis who was a talented sports writer at the newspaper here in San Francisco. After seeing that no one needed me to do anything I grabbed my bag before hear a voice call out "Y/n" I turned to be faced with my coworker Andrea. I didn't have a problem with Andrea it's just I knew that sometimes she could be difficult , as I walked to her she added "there's a woman on the phone name Jenny , she said she needs to talk". I nodded before walking to the phone to remove it from it's reciever before saying "Hi Jenny" she responded saying "hi Y/n you know I hate to bother you at work but um Dan's not here and I don't know where he is and uh , can you watch the kids tonight" I nodded saying "of course Jen no problem what time". She sighed in relief saying "oh thanks a bunch Y/n , can you come over at six" I nodded again saying "six sounds good I'll see you then" she responded saying"alrighty bye Y/n". After getting of the phone with Jenny and putting it back on the receiver my coworker Andrea walked back to me saying "who is that anyways , she uh calls here a lot is she your sister ". I shook my head before saying "first Andrea I have a brother and second she's my neighbor , now if you don't mind I have lunch with Dennis". Andrea nodded before saying "oh Dennis Andrews , how long have you been with that whatever he does" I sighed saying "seven years and Dennis is a writer" he nodded before I could finally grab my bag and walk out of the office and off to lunch with Dennis.

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Twenty minutes later I had arrived to the restaurant Dennis and I would always meet at , it was a small little Italian restauran that was extremely seven miles between where Dennis and I worked. Seven was Dennis and I's lucky number , it was the seventh of September when we met and are first date was at seven o'clock here at Mimi's. Dennis and I have also been together for seven years which meant everyone around us was practically waiting for Dennis to propose to me , sometimes even I would wondered if or when Dennis should ask me. My mother liked to remind me that seven years in her opinion was to long and that by now her and my father were married and had my brother and I , but I didn't want to be anything like my parents and today at lunch I decided I would tell Dennis I would be leaving my job and start applying to art school's. When I entered Mimi's I walked in to see no Dennis which was odd since we always meet at the hostess stand. I shrugged it away before walking to the hostess saying "table for two please" she nodded before asking "are you Mr. Andrews guest" I nodded as she added "right this way please". I nodded again before following her to a more secluded part of the restaurant to find Dennis sitting at the back table smoking a cigar. I had always hated when Dennis smoked especially cigars since my father would always smoke them and I didn't like to be reminded of home. Dennis finally noticed my presence saying "Hi sweetie" I responded by kissing his cheek saying "how's your day". Dennis nodded before tapping his cigar into an astray before saying "fine , how about yours" I nodded saying "it's good , better now I'm here with you" Dennis chuckled before standing up and pushing me into my chair. As the waiter left I noticed that Dennis looked nervous , like he was going to be sick or something I spoke again saying "Dennis sweetie is something wrong" he sighed saying "I quit my job today" my jaw fell as he added "I just don't really see myself going any places there" I sighed saying. "Dennis your one of the lead reporters" he nodded before saying "I know but I just want to branch out and do my own thing , I mean my parents want me to be this amazing writer and you understand I mean what would you be doing if you were in Hawkins with your parents". I signed saying "probably getting my mother off my back" he nodded saying "see and here you and I can start are own thing and I mean you do the drawling those could actually be something" I nodded again before saying "Dennis I would love to do something like that but I'm finally where I want to be in this company". He sighed saying "happy being told what to do" I responded saying "yeah I guess" Dennis spoke up again saying "and then maybe if we start working together we can talk about" I then noticed got on the ground beside me and got onto his one knee causing me gasp and him to say "what I dropped my napkin" he then took his seat back in his chair before saying "did you think I was going-". I cut him off saying "no of course not" he nodded before saying "I'm thinking about it , if you were wondering and I'm leaning towards yes" I nodded again before asking "what's making you think no" he quickly responded saying "Billy" my jaw fell again as he added "I just don't understand him". I sighed saying "Dennis I-" he cut me off saying "ditch Billy and I'll get on my knee , just think about it okay , I dont want it to ruin our lunch" as the waiter came out and brought us our food I couldn't help bit think I knew that I loved Dennis but if he wanted me to stop talking to Billy he was out of his mind and then I began to wonder weather or not I actually wanted to marry Dennis or not.

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After work I decided to change my clothes before going over to Jenny's since she lived only three doors down and I knew I could be quick. Since I usually wore slacks to work I changed into a pair of jeans since I'd have an easier time chasing around three kids in those. I never minded watching Jenny's kids since I had always wanted some of my own , Jenny and her husband Dan who was around very much had three children. Charlie was the oldest he was seven , then there was Riley who was five and baby Tommy was six months old. Jenny was a waiter at Ed's dinner which was down the street from my apartment which reminded me a lot of Benny's from Hawkins. As I got to my apartment I was met by Phoebe who was Billy's on and off again girlfriend who also worked at Ed's "Hi Y/n" she said I acknowledged her saying "Hi Phoebe" I then noticed her wearing one the sweaters my mother had sent me for my birthday last year. "Well" she said "I gotta get going , I'll see you later though you should stop by and bring Daniel" I sighed saying "Dennis" she nodded saying "oh yeah right sorry , have a nice night" I nodded saying "you too". After chatting with Phoebe I walked into my apartment to find Billy in the kitchen cigarette hanging loosely from his lips , with classic rock playing in the background. I peeled my shoes off and hung up my bag before saying "so you and Phoebe are together again" he sighed saying "not exactly". I nodded saying "so is that why she's wearing my sweater" he sighed saying "you noticed" I nodded as he added "she had to work tonight and didn't want to get something on her work clothes and besides you hate that sweater , it's not even your size she'll bring it back tonight" I nodded before walking back to my bedroom causing him to ask "are you that angry" I began to change my clothes while saying "I'm not mad at you Billy it's just I think maybe you should actually ask Phoebe out to dinner go on a real date" I could hear him chuckle from the other side of the door saying "oh like you and Mr. Perfect" I sighed saying. "Billy when was the last time you actually dated someone" he sighed saying "your brother used to date around and you didn't seem to have a problem with it" I rolled my eyes as I began to tie my tennis shoes as he added "so were are you running off to tonight" I responded saying "babysitting the Albright kids" I then opened the door to my bedroom before walking past Billy and grabbing my bag saying "I should be home by eleven or whenever Jenny gets out , don't wait up" he nodded before saying "if you get bored with the stupid kids call me". I sighed saying "you don't even like kids" he shrugged saying "you dont know that" I rolled my eyes again before walking out my apartment and walked up the stairs to the 5th floor.

I knocked on the apartment door before Jenny opened it while trying to hold baby Tommy in her eyes , I quickly took his out of her arms as she gestured for me to enter her apartment as I did she spoke saying. "They've already eaten , Charlie is currently refusing to do his homework and Riley watching tv , oh and Tommy is teething so he'll probably be extra fussy I'm so sorry you had to come and do this I promise I'm looking for a sitter. I nodded saying "it's fine Jenny I dont mind , it gives me practice" she responded saying "don't you have a younger brother" I shook my head saying "no were twins and he's older" she nooded saying "well sweetie I really do appreciate it and I really am sorry , your twenty five Y/n you should be out with Billy" I corrected her saying "Dennis , Dennis is my boyfriend , Billy is my roommate" she nodded saying "I know , I like Billy more" I sighed before walking over to see Charlie at the table with the homework still in it's folder as I asked "hey buddy can o help you with your homework" he nodded causing Jenny to say "your really good at that Y/n , your kids will be lucky to have you" I nodded before asking "Jenny how did you know you wanted to get married" she sighed saying. "I dont know Y/n , I think Dan and I got married because we wanted to start a family why". I sighed saying "Dennis was talking about getting married today and he said he'd actually seriously consider it if Billy and I stopped being friends" Jenny sighed saying "well I don't think that's sounds good , what about your mom cam you talk to her about this". I shook my head saying if I talk to mom she'd probably agree with Dennis and I love him but when I imagine getting married I'm not sure if I see it being Dennis , I dont know if I see us bringing a baby home from the hospital and buying a house together" Jenny sighed saying "then I think you have your answer there". When Jenny left and the kids were put to bed I began to think about what she had said maybe if I couldn't talk to my mom , there was still someone I could talk too and I knew that had to be my brother.

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Watch Out for Cars

Author’s note: yet another old writing contest piece I thought I might as well post.

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Thomas didn’t particularly enjoy Halloween, not since his junior year of highschool. Still, as an adult, he made sure to do his part. He’d throw up some lights, carve a pumpkin or two, pass out candy, etc, etc. Occasionally he was even known to take the neighbor kids trick or treating when their parents were indisposed. After all, everyone knew it wasn’t safe for them to go out on their own. Still, he had his own traditions to observe, and that meant his porch light turned off at nine o’clock sharp, at which point he’d cook up some popcorn and marathon It’s the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown, Hocus Pocus, and The Nightmare Before Christmas. Any last trick or treaters who disturbed him during this time would be promptly ignored.

Of course, these last trick or treaters were fairly common, so he wasn’t too surprised when, on this particular Halloween, there was a sharp shave-and-a-haircut knock at the door towards the end of Charlie Brown. He was a bit more surprised when that same knock repeated itself five minutes later. Most kids got the message after he ignored the first knock. This surprise gave way to annoyance when that same knock repeated itself almost exactly every five minutes afterward. When it interrupted the scene in Hocus Pocus where the townsfolk execute the Sanderson sisters, Thomas decided he’d had enough.

Pausing the movie, he set aside his popcorn and headed towards the door, ready to tell whoever was there to go home. Unfortunately for his mentally prepared rant, when Thomas opened the door he saw there was no one there to hear it. Indeed, there was nothing there at all. Confused, Thomas glanced around momentarily, before wistfully thinking whoever was knocking had finally left, and closing the door.

As the door clicked in the latch, he heard the knock again.

Waiting not a second, he thrust open the door and was halfway through the phrase “For the love of God, leave me alone” before he saw that again there was no one there. This time, however, his eyes fell upon a rather peculiar object on his welcome mat: a lock of curly red hair. Thomas allowed a minor exclamation of disgust and confusion to pierce his lips as he bent over to pick it up, intent on flinging it into the bushes. However, as he pinched it between his thumb and forefinger, he discovered the rather peculiar fact that it wasn’t real hair, but rather cheap wig hair, most likely belonging to a Halloween costume, not entirely unlike a lock of which he’d found on the side of the road after the Halloween of his junior year.

That didn’t stop him from flinging it into the bushes, of course, but that was not the last of Thomas’ peculiar discoveries. You see, glancing back to where the hair had first sat, he now saw a sticky note. Picking it up, he saw it had the handwritten phrase “Watch out for cars” scrawled upon it. An innocuous enough phrase, he himself had said it to dozens of trick or treaters that night alone, but this time it felt different. Familiar. Wrong.

He crumpled the note and let the wind take it before he slammed the door.

The thing about hair, as anyone who’s ever gotten a haircut can attest, is that it’s very difficult to get rid of. It turns up where you least expect it, following you like a driver follows the road, like a cat follows a mouse, like guilt follows the guilty.

Regardless, Thomas went back to his TV, sat down, and unpaused the movie. He reached to grab some popcorn, held the treat to his mouth, and began to eat it. He spat it out moments later, coughing and choking. Where in his mouth there had been popcorn there was now only fake red hair.

He ran to the bathroom to rinse the stuff out of his mouth. When he got there he quickly poured some mouthwash and briefly swished it around before spitting it out. The mouthwash carried out thick clumps of hair, along with faint traces of blood. Closing his eyes, Thomas quickly splashed his face with water. It couldn’t be real, it simply couldn't.

He opened his eyes and saw a corpse in the mirror, wearing a long curly red wig.

He blinked, and it was gone. He blinked again, and still saw nothing. He looked in the sink and saw nothing but half-chewed popcorn. He took a deep breath, and another, and another. The night was starting to get to him. He ran the water to rinse out the sink, dried off his face and hands, and left to get back to the movie. 

He was about halfway down the hallway when a fractured, guttural voice spoke up from behind him. “Wa-tch ou-t f-or c-ar-s”

Thomas froze. The voice repeated “Wa-tch ou-t f-or c-ar-s”

Slowly, he turned around. Standing a mere five feet behind him was what looked to be a rotted, stinking zombie, about five feet tall, so rotted and decayed that he could see it’s heart didn’t beat, wearing a wig of curled red hair.

“Wa-tch out f-or c-ars” spoke the thing with it’s tattered jaw.

Thomas ran, but wherever he ran it already was. It was in the living room, it was in the foyer, it was even standing on the front porch. Thomas didn’t let this stop him though, as he pushed right past the thing, almost running straight into the street before he heard it’s voice again.

“Wa-it,” spoke the creature of the macabre, it’s voice taking on an almost girlish tone beneath the damage years of rot and decay had done.

Thomas stopped.

“Loo-k at me-e”

Reluctantly, Thomas turned around and did just that. To somewhat of his surprise, the creature had changed since he had last truly looked at it in the hallway, almost as if it had pieced itself back together. It was now clearly recognizable as the corpse of a little girl, wearing the tattered remains of a Winnifred Sanderson Halloween costume. Thomas trembled as she stepped closer to him, edging himself back towards the curb.

“Sh-ould h-ave learn-ed,” began the rotting girl, “no-t sa-fe ou-t alone”

Thomas did learn, on that fateful night, all those years ago, his junior year in highschool, and hadn’t forgiven himself yet. Apparently, neither had she. He stood, paralized with fear and remembrance, as she stepped within arms reach and spoke a final time with shocking clarity, in a childish voice Thomas had longed to hear for years.

“Watch out for cars, big brother!”

She pushed him into the road, straight in front of an oncoming truck. The driver didn’t see him, didn’t stop, and didn’t notice as he plowed straight over the stunned Thomas. The lump of flesh that remained didn’t much resemble Thomas, and didn’t live much longer.

After first looking both ways, the thing that had once been Thomas’ sister stepped into the road, stood amidst the remains of her brother, and laughed.

[xfanfics]

Destiel Fic Rec List Part 5

Last Updated in October 2014. Posted in May 2020 for posterity.  Listed in no particular order - the total rec list will have ~250 fics. Header graphic used with permission.

This part of the list contains: 32 fics.

Other Destiel Rec Lists: [1]. [2]. [3]. [4]. [5]. [6]. [7].

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Casturbatus Interruptus by gaugbrojotr E | 6k | Canon!verse, Hot, , PWP

post-9.01, in a slight AU wherein Cas comes to live with the Winchesters at the Bunker. Written before 9.03. Crossposting from Tumblr. Written for a prompt from hightopsandsharpies: "Okay, so Cas is a virgin, and has no idea what pleasure is and Dean decides to show him and Cas gets all cuddly and needy afterwards. Dean walks in on Cas masturbating. He’s doing it all wrong, but when you’re a bazillion-year-old virgin, that’s to be expected. Dean decides to lend him a hand in a totally platonic, non-romantic way. Things get a little out of control.

 that awkward moment when... by highermagic E | 7k | Hot, wing!Kink

All in all, with a full tank of gas and his radio turned up loud, Dean was in a pretty damn good mood. All that vanished into shock and concern when the sky lit up like daylight, as though someone had decided that black was so passé for nighttime.

 This Temporary Flesh and Bone by misachan E | 5k | Canon!verse, h/c, wing!kink

Castiel doesn't serve Dean, fine, Dean has no problem with that - he just wants to know why Castiel's showing up in his dreams again.

What a fabulous little Fic. Very emotional. S4 cas is my FAVORITE.

 Only Fools Rush In by baka_sensei E | 18k | Canon!verse, soulbond

Dean does something and in angelic tradition that means he's become Castiel's fiancé. Dean doesn't know if he wants to get married, but he doesn't want to let Castiel down either. Cas lets his feelings run away with him, Gabe is a total dick, Sam is concerned, and Dean has to make a choice.

 Learning Curve by blualbino T | 1k | Fluff, Canon!verse

Cas has nice lips. They’re soft looking. Plush even. Dean can do this.

 Dinner At Katz's by nanoochka E | 2k | Hot, canon!verse

Dean might have to teach Cas how to have a When Harry Met Sally-esque orgasm, but he certainly doesn’t have to fake it.

 Free With His Hands by watermaline E | 2k | canon!verse, handprint!kink

The first time it happens, Dean chalks it up to…well, he doesn’t chalk it up to anything, he’s too busy coming his brains out in his jeans with Castiel’s hand on his shoulder.

 Desecrate that Sanctuary by brokentoy E | 3k | Hot, Alt!Canon Verse

Dean develops a fascination with Cas' bones.

 What Once Was Sacred by saltandbyrne E | 55k |  Hot,  AU, Cop Dean, DJ Cas

Los Angeles detective Dean Winchester works tirelessly to atone for the sins of his father one case at a time. When his best friend Charlie drags him to visit Sam at his new job, Dean stumbles onto a bizarre string of deaths that brings him uncomfortably close to his past.Dean can't stop thinking about Castiel, an enigmatic DJ who plays the sexiest music Dean's ever heard. A chance encounter at Castiel's house reveals that Castiel is an incubus, and Dean must face the lies and the reality of his childhood as a hunter. Dean comes to see that he and Castiel have more in common than he thought, and that guilt can be the hardest thing to cast aside.

Freefall by LastKnownWriter E | 128k | Hot, Fluff,  AU, Teacher Dean, Firefighter Cas

AU. The most exciting kindergarten teacher Dean Winchester's life ever gets is when he plays mechanic in his uncle Bobby's shop on the weekends. That is until a birthday party goes tequila-nova and he trips into a one-night stand with an incredibly hot firefighter named Castiel. Dean's life gets a lot more exciting after that.

 The Best Years of Our Lives, My Ass ❤ by ireallyhatecornnuts E | 110k | Hot,  Fluff,  HS AU but not really,

AU after Season 8, episode 6, "Southern Comfort." Dean goes to sleep in a motel room in Texarkana, and he wakes up 17 years old, in his childhood bedroom in Lawrence, Kansas, 1996. He has no idea how he got there, why his parents are still alive, why his brother is an adorable freshman with no memory of his adult life, and why the only ally he has in this place is the angel he left behind in Purgatory – somehow also 17 years old. They have to get out, that's the important thing. Only, falling in love with his angel wasn't a part of the plan....

It's like a HS AU... but better! I love how Dean is given a second chance at growing up, and Cas gets to engage with his humanity is painfully familiar ways. Some homophobia from non-central characters.    

 deus ex nihilo by Valyria E | 7k | AU, dubcon, god cas

Lost on an uncharted island, Dean Winchester is captured by the local villagers and offered up as a sacrifice to their winged god. Castiel takes one look at Dean and decides he wants him for a mate.

 Twist and Shout ❤ by gabriel E | 97k | Angst,  AU, Main Character Death

What begins as a transforming love between Dean Winchester and Castiel Novak in the summer of 1965 quickly derails into something far more tumultuous when Dean is drafted in the Vietnam War. Though the two both voice their relationship is one where saying goodbye is never a real truth, their story becomes fraught with the tragedy of circumstance. In an era where homosexuality was especially vulnerable, Twist and Shout is the story of the love transcending time, returning over and over in its many forms, as faithful as the sea.

Do I really need to say anything? Twist and Shout is one of my favorites simply because it made me bawl. Didn't love the characterization, but I still liked it overall.

Carry On ❤ by TamrynEradani E | 148k | Hot,  AU, Sub!dean, Dom!Cas

 When Sam gets into Stanford, Dean needs a bigger paycheck than Bobby's garage can give him. Luckily, he knows a guy.

Forget 50 Shades of Grey, they should make this fic into a movie! Even if you are not a fan of Sub!Dean, give this fic a shot, because it is nearly perfect.    

Glasses by Samanthapin E | 9k | Fluff, High School AU, punk!cas, nerd!dean

Teasing turns flirting turns dating turns grossly soppy boyfriends

 beer and bacon happy hour by outpastthemoat G | 2k | canon!verse, s8

The problem is that Dean’s been having good ideas all night. “No one insults the trenchcoat,” Dean says, and drives his fist into the other dude’s face. Dean figures he was bound to run out of good ideas eventually.

 Hard Road ❤ by aleishapotter E | 54k | Canon!verse

Dean discovers a few truths about himself when he and Cas are forced to go undercover on a hunt to the very last place Dean ever thought he'd find himself: a gay resort called "Last Hope" that is geared towards helping troubled homosexual couples repair their relationships. This fic is hilarious and hot--my favorite things.  

 Dean Smith Verse by TamrynEradani E | 17k | Hot,  BDSM, AU, Sub!Dean

Dean Smith is a man of routine. Castiel takes him apart.

Bratishka: Little Brother by Valyria E | 33k | Cop AU, Cop Dean, Lawyer Cas

Dean thinks he knows pretty much everything there is to know about his best friend Castiel Novak - he's a smart, gorgeous DA who probably lets Dean get away with more than he should to see the bad guy locked up - but it turns out Cas is hiding some dark family secrets.

 the way to a man's heart by mkhunterz M | 15k | Fluff,  Canon!verse

Dean teaches Cas to cook, and other things as well.

 Branded by garrisonbabe E | 12k | | canon!verse, soul bond, marking/claiming

Michael mocked Castiel, telling him he'd never get Dean the way he truly wanted. No matter the mark on Dean's soul, he'd never get him the way the archangel could take him. Dean finds a ritual that fixes that and a few other issues.

 Our Bodies, Posessed by Light by obstinatrix E | 39k | canon!verse, sastiel bromance, Fluff

Purged of all his souls, Castiel is a changed being, stronger than an angel and too powerful for Jimmy's body to contain. Happily, there's an archangel's vessel on hand, and he could use fixing, too. Dean isn't too happy about the idea of his brother acting as a vessel for Castiel, and Sam can guess why, but it isn't until Castiel gets inside his head and they learn to share the vessel -- and their thoughts -- that Sam realises Cas is as in love with Dean as Dean is with him. It's unfortunate that there's nothing much to be done about it now, but Castiel will get another vessel soon. The Winchesters will make damn sure of that. In the meantime, it's up to the three of them to establish their own strange accord, and Dean realises more fully than ever that it's Castiel, and not his vessel, that he loves.

 So Glad We Made It  ❤by scaramouche M | 16k | Fluff,  AU

At twelve years old, Dean makes a friend, who becomes his best friend, who will eventually become the love of his life.    

Oh, the best friends who grow up together AU. I have a soft spot for fics like these-- comes with pining, awkward misunderstandings, and a good basis for a realistic relationship.

 Shut Up (Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is) ❤ by kototyph E | 23k | Fluff,  college au

Dean's done some pretty stupid things, but getting drunk-hitched in Vegas to a colleague he barely knows might just take the cake. His surprise husband, Castiel, is a little weird but likable despite that, and Dean figures they’ll go back to Boston, get a quiet annulment, and go their separate ways. Six weeks later, he’s still married to one of the strangest, most genuine and definitely most dangerously lov-- likable guys he's ever known. Dean doesn't know why or really even how it’s happening, but it’s getting harder and harder to remember that he has divorce papers to file.

FLUFF EVERYWHERE! This is definitely a feel-good fic and I love reading it when I'm sad. Or just you know, whenever.

 But the Fire is So Delightful by kototyph E | 5k | Hot, hate then love, College AU

Apparently, it’s been snowing all day. [Dean is a Douchebag Fratboy with a Cherry Ass, Castiel is Angry and Aroused]

 Stitches by askance T | 23k |  Fluff, h/c, blindness, Canon!verse

Castiel survived Leviathan--but only barely. Vessel mauled and eyes destroyed, Cas is barely clinging to what's left of his grace when Dean finds him naked and alone on the reservoir's edge; in a panic, Dean brings him home to the cabin where he and Sam have been holed up off the grid. What follows is the slow process of the angel's recovery and the unexpected changes that come with his being blind, and in the three months this takes, their little family slowly begins to patch itself back together in forgiveness, love, and darkness.

 When Charlie Met Cas by riseofthefallenone E | 25k | Fluff,  canon!verse

Charlie is back in all her glory. The Winchesters have showed up on her doorstep and she’s making the best of it the only way she knows how. By being the little sister Dean never wanted and shipping the shit out of Destiel.

The Life After the Morning After by saltyfeathers T | 17k

Dean and Cas get uber drunk on their last day of University. They end up married. Neither of them seem to mind.

The Girlfriend Experience ❤ by Rageprufrock E | 15k | Hot,  Canon!Verse, First time

While it's not like Dean hasn't had a couple of truly regrettable hit-and-runs in his sexual history, this is probably the saddest fucking thing that has ever happened to him.

Classic Casturbation fic. Complete with steamy sexytimes, hilarious dialogue, and fed up and clueless Dean. Perfect.    

Hands, From Which All Things Are Built by MajorEnglishEsquire T | 14k | Canon!Verse, s8

Castiel travels with the angel tablet and without the Winchesters. One day, Dean gets a text from some anonymous number. (They speak in the language of need.)

Cowboys and Real Estate Angels by almaasi E | 36k | AU

Castiel crosses paths with the ever-charming Dean Winchester at a rodeo show in Texas, of all places. Dean's singing days are long bygone, but his crowd-pleasing skills haven't waned one iota. Unexpectedly, Castiel finds himself in Dean's bedroom; they take and they give, and discover that sometimes strangers can find love like this, too. (And if a man's faith can't be put in God, it needs to go somewhere...)

[chuffyfan87]

Hiding. Part 59c

“Good girl. I will ring you back as soon as I’ve finished ringing an ambulance and Megan ok?” He smiled sadly.

"OK. I thought I should try and keep him warm coz his clothes got wet."

“How did his clothes get wet? Because he’d been swimming? I need to go.” Charlie sighed, “I’ll be five minutes. I promise.”

"Yeh, he ignored me. I told him it was stupid."

It was the hardest thing to put the phone down and call an ambulance, he directed the ambulance to their location and then rang Megan. He didn’t reveal everything but asked her if she could come and mind the children, along with Josh and Kate. He arranged for the kids to be looked after by all three adults and took himself to the hospital. He was at breaking point with everything but this had tipped him over the edge. He was struggling with the thoughts and urges again.

By the time the ambulance arrived at the hospital Sarah was completely hysterical.

He tried to reassure her as much as he could but had no choice but to contact her parents.

"I'm sorry." She cried repeatedly.

“You have no reason to be sorry.” He reassured her. “You did nothing wrong. You saved his life.”

"Is he going to die?" She cried.

“I don’t know.” He whispered, even though the words broke his heart.

Sarah sat with Charlie as they waited for news on Peter and for her parents to arrive. "He talked a lot about his mum." She told him.

“What did he say?”

"How he wanted to be with her. That he was frightened of losing her."

He swallowed, “Duffy’s in a critical condition.”

"Because of having Oli? He said his mum would know to find him at the lake."

Charlie frowned, “Did he want to kill himself?”

"I don't know. He didn't make much sense. He just kept saying 'mum will know I'm here'."

Charlie sighed and rubbed his neck. “I think he needs to see a therapist.”

"Yeh. I told him that but..." She bit her lip. "He said he wasn't going to do anything you told him to do anymore."

“We had an argument last night. He told me I was a coward.” Charlie was about to say something else when the doctor emerged from the room and came over to them.

Charlie gave Sarah’s shoulder a reassuring squeeze. “How is he?” He asked the doctor.

"We pumped his stomach and cleared his lungs. We're waiting on blood results. Was it just alcohol he consumed?"

“I think so although I can’t be certain it wasn’t anything else.” He paused, “Sarah?”

"I didn't see him take anything but..."

“But?”

"He was acting strangely when he arrived at the house."

Charlie nodded. “It’s entirely possible he took something else on top of the alcohol.”

"He was slurring and his eyes looked weird. I thought he was just drunk."

“He could’ve been. I guess we won’t know until He wakes up.” Charlie smiled sadly, “Thank you Doctor. Can we see him?”

"Yes, he's sleeping now."

“Thank you.” Charlie got up with Sarah to go and see Peter when Sarah’s parents arrived and a massive argument started between Sarah’s parents and Charlie.

Matthew took hold of his daughter's arm and dragged her towards the door.

"I want to see Peter!" She screamed.

“Matthew, get off her!! You can’t keep them apart!” Charlie said as he tried to stop Matthew from hurting Sarah.

"Yes I can." Matthew turned to Sarah. "You are never seeing that boy again!"

“Please dad! Please! I love him! This isn’t fair!!”

"You're fifteen, you don't know what love is. You're just a silly little girl!"

“Stop saying that!” She began to cry. “Please let me see him!!”

Charlie’s head was pounding. He was also tired. He sat down and put his head in his hands.

"Look what your boy has caused!" Lucy shouted at Charlie.

“My boy has not caused anything!!!” He yelled.

"I don't feel well." Sarah cried.

“Have you taken something?” Charlie asked suddenly.

"No." She whimpered. "I feel sick."

“You should go home with your parents. I’ll let you know how Peter is, I promise.”

She started to cough before being violently sick on the floor.

"What the hell has he given her?" Matthew demanded.

“He hasn’t given her anything!” Charlie protested.

"Then why is she throwing up?"

“I have no idea. I wasn’t there.” Charlie replied.

After about ten minutes the doctor came back out of resus and over to the three of them.

“Is she ok?”

“How is she?”

"She's running a temperature and has vomited repeatedly in addition to having abdominal cramps. Looks like a gastro virus."

“This is your fault!” Lucy said to Charlie as her and Matthew went to visit Sarah. Leaving Charlie in the corridor.

Tess came around the corner. "Charlie? What are you doing here?"

“Peter...” He sighed.

"Peter?" She asked. "What happened?"

“He’s drank two bottles of vodka.”

Tess sighed as she squeezed Charlie's shoulder. "Teenagers, eh? Hopefully he won't do it again after they've finished pumping his stomach."

Charlie nodded but didn’t say anything else. He was distancing himself from everything and everyone.

"It took my Sam two trips to the ED before he learnt his lesson." She sighed.

He smiled sadly but again, didn’t verbally answer.

"Charlie, when did you last get a decent night's sleep?"

He shrugged, “A while ago. It’s fine. I’m fine.”

"No you're not."

“I have to be fine!”

"Everyone has their breaking point."

“I just need something to take the edge off. I’ll be fine then.”

"Is that what Peter was trying to do? Take the edge off?"

Charlie shrugged, “Maybe. I don’t know.”

"So long as you're not considering following his example."

“It’d stop the thoughts for a while.”

"I was there last time you tried to do that. I've never seen Duffy so terrified and upset."

“I was fine.”

"If you say so but I can promise you that she wasn't."

“I’ve always been a selfish bastard.” He muttered.

"Your wife seems to think you're worth bothering with and she strikes me as a solid judge of character."

He didn’t respond. He roughly scratched his arm instead.

"Feel free to tell me to butt out but in the short time I've known the pair of you it's very apparent that neither of you copes particularly well without the other."

“Tess, please.” He rubbed his arm again, “Don’t.”

"I speak as I find." She placed her hand on top of his. "Things will get better. I know it seems impossible but you just have to hang in there that tiny bit longer."

“And if I can’t? Then what?”

"That's when you have to lean on those around you to help you through."

“I—“ He almost considered saying it but couldn’t.

"What? What were you going to say?" She pressed gently.

He shook his head and forced a smile, “Nothing.”

"Charlie, I've been in this job many years so cut the crap, I know when I'm being lied to."

“Leave me alone!” He sighed and sat down in the chair, his head in his hands.

She sat down next to him. "I'm not moving til you get whatever it is that's eating you up off your chest."

“I can’t tell you! I’m sorry but I can’t.”

She made herself more comfortable in the chair. "I've got all the time in the world."

“Tess please.” He sighed, “I can’t—“

"Why not? Do you think I'm going to think less of you or something? Is that what's worrying you?"

“Just leave it.”

"No, I can't just leave it."

“Why? I’m asking you to.”

"Because you need to let it out."

“There’s nothing to let out!”

"I don't believe you."

“Then don’t.” He closed his eyes for a minute.

"I want to help. I can see you're struggling." She sighed.

He shrugged. “I think anyone would struggle under the circumstances.” He replied, “I’ll be fine.”

"I'm not sure you will be though. Let me help, please!"

“What do you want me to say?” He whispered.

"Whatever it is that you're afraid to say."

He sighed, “I lied to Duffy.”

"OK. People lie sometimes. What did you lie about?"

“It doesn’t matter.” He couldn’t tell her, no matter how much he wanted to tell someone.

"Yes it does. Its clearly upsetting you. What was the lie?"

“If I tell you, you’ll have to report it and I can’t let you do that.”

"I won't."

“You can’t say that when you don’t know what it is.” He pointed out. He took a few minutes to think about his answer before he blurted out. “I’ve been taking drugs. Well... wanting too.”

"What kind of drugs?"

“Naproxen, codeine, tramadol, Gabapentin.” He shrugged, “Wherever I can get my hands on.”

"Where have you been getting them from?"

“Online.”

"OK. For a worrying moment I feared you were going to say you'd been getting them from here."

“I’m not stupid enough to steal from work. It’s the only thing I’m relatively good at - my job.”

"That's not the only thing you're good at. Trust me."

“I’m not that great at looking after the chaos without Duffy.”

"That's hardly surprising. I'm sure she struggles with it when she's by herself too."

“She’s fantastic with them.” He sighed, “Me? Not so much.”

"She's probably just very good at giving the illusion that she is."