#justice do for lucy

[brideofedwardhyde]

Pray for my Happiness

On May 11th, we get the first of Lucy Westenra’s letters and I am again appalled at how her character has been adapted. So many versions of Dracula reduce her to a shallow, vapid, foolish caricature of a young woman. Even in this brief passage the reader can sense how earnest, sweet, and loving she is to Mina and Arthur. It means everything to her that her mother and Arthur get along, and she emphasizes how she and Mina have been friends since they were children. They have shared everything together, “laughed and cried,” together. Later in the story we see how she agonizes over having to reject two of her suitors—hurting people isn’t fun for her. Yet, so many versions completely sexualize and reshape her into someone unrecognizable. It’s just so…frustrating.

[theflyindutchwoman]

It's the fact that Lucy was the one fighting for their relationship no matter what, despite never being able to commit to any of her ex-boyfriends, while Tim was the one who walked away from her, when he used to stay in relationships despite them not working, that makes this so incredibly painful for me. Lucy was all-in. She took the risk of losing the most important relationship in her life. She gambled her career for him. When she found out he had problems with her doing undercover work, she simply told him they were going to get through it. Even after being kept in the dark and spending days without knowing if he was alive, her first instinct in the parking lot was still trying to help him and comfort him.

There's only so many times you can watch your partner walk away before there's no coming back. Before it completely shatters your trust in them. Because that's the issue here : it's not the first time he does that to her. Don't get me wrong, he definitely had his reasons each time and they were noble. Misguided, but noble. And he is without a doubt not in the right mindset at the present. He's punishing himself, feeling worthless of her love. But the pain inflicted to her is the same. It's no wonder that Lucy is crushed and believes it was easy for him to give up. We know it wasn't like that at all. But why would she think any different at this point? It's easy to say that your relationship is worth the risk but if you keep walking away when it gets tough, then those words become meaningless. And I really hope that this is going to be addressed during Tim's journey so that he can break that pattern. Lucy deserves that much. And so does he.

[shippersonfire]

i’m not loving the fandom trend of people disregarding the genuine respect that snow had for lucy gray. setting aside the debate on whether he loved her or not, he still thought she was immensely clever and capable. he had a deep admiration for her as a person — a person with autonomous thoughts and feelings, not some sort of zoo animal whose tricks he liked. he related to and appreciated her in ways he couldn’t manage with anyone else. that’s not something easily discounted.

[rebuke-me]

i need art of lucy frostblade as ophelia i swear

[celestialulu]

i was like yknow what i actually dont draw nalu as much as i should so have a doodle

[haomnyangz]

chocobros vs the mystic (joint slay)

[ravenclod]

CRINGETOBER DAY 23 : ADULT CARTOON

> IVE NOT WATCHED THIS SHOW IN YEARS I MISS IT SM !!! i may have to rewatch and actually finish disenchantment soon arugh 💥💥

ANYWAY TAKE THE BICON BEAN !!! AND LUCI I GUESS... HES A BIT SILLY SRRY ABT THAT AJAJA

[ziorite]

evidence that buck is The Babygirl of this entire show and 100% wants to be ordered around and maybe pegged a little bit. as a treat.

[bronx-bomber87]

Happy Weekend! How exciting we have a premiere date! Feb 20th. The light is at the end of the tunnel wonderful fandom. It’s beautiful and bright. I’m going to crank up to 3 reviews a week so I finish the week before s6 premieres. So this worked out nicely heh

Ahh this episode is another giant friggin work flirt. That competitive fire that drives one of their love languages is prominent af in this episode. Only they could take a shift apart and turn it into a flirtatious competition. The marriage vibes are extreme in this one in the best way ha Let’s get going.

4x06 Poetic Justice

We start off with Tim getting an assignment from Grey. He wants to get Jerry Mcgrady to retire. They’re running out of things to assign him to that aren’t a strain on him. Front desk he takes too much time telling stories. Even the kit room is becoming too much for him. So it’s Tim’s job today to have the ‘It's time to retire talk.’ Tim being Tim says it’ll be a piece of cake. Wanting to prove himself to Grey he can handle it no problem. That the tough conversations aren't an issue.

That if he doesn’t agree he can use his injury for an involuntary retirement. Cold Timothy. Cold. Tim makes it to the Kit Room and is instantly thawed. He is ready to hit him with the cold hard truth as he put it to Wade. Before he can Jerry gives him a load of praise right off that bat. It makes Tim stumble off the blocks super early. It's so sweet and genuine too. How could he not struggle after saying he's proud? I'm sure those are words he never got from his own old man.

Tim tries again and fails for a second time. It’s the way Jerry is looking at him. Tim can’t pull the trigger. Instead he invites him out to ride with him LOL Well done Tim baha This was not the plan at all my love. Tim Bradford is a softie and we all know it. Grey walks up asks how it went? Tim admits he faltered and he’s riding with him instead.... Grey is beaming. Knowing he wouldn't be as ruthless as he claimed in his office. Wade can’t help but give him crap on top of it. Asking what happened to the 'Cold hard truth?' Tim swears by end of day he’ll get him to retire. Mmhmm sure.

In the cold open Nolan and Harper arrested a man digging in a city park. He was following a treasure hunt riddle. With Tim swapping Lucy out for Jerry she is riding with Nolan. He hands her the riddle and she starts to decipher it. Lucy figures out the first clue and they go to the pier. When they roll up people are fighting. A young woman is killed by getting an ax to the chest. People are insane.

This is what brings it to the LAPD’s full attention since there is a casualty. They find out the author of the riddle is a previous criminal. He was apart of a robbery where he hid 2 million in gold coins. They never recovered them. So the city is losing it's collective mind trying to find it. They need to be the first to get it. Grey calls Lucy up cause she was the first to solve a clue. She is beaming as she makes her way up.

Let’s first admire the forearm porn we’re getting in this first gif. Man makes me so thirsty I need a glass of water. Arms-crossed Tim is one of my fav poses. Those glorious biceps popping out of those sleeves too. Whew lord. Anyway Lucy is so very excited to present her findings. How she got the clue she did. It’s adorable how proud she is of it. Look how Tim never takes his eyes off her the entire time. You know he loves when she analyzes and breaks things down.

Her intelligence is a turn on for him whether he wants to admit it or not. He can’t let anyone catch onto his admiration... So he calls her ‘Nerd.’ to make fun of her. Which fails because it comes off super flirty. Negating his idea to to tease her for her brain. It comes across as banter more than anything else. Fail Timothy big fat Fail. Your mouth is saying one thing. Your body language and intense gaze say another...

Jerry is a sweetheart and tells her not to let Tim shame her. It’s a great catch. This is why it's hard for anyone to have the retirement talk with him haha A kind station grandpa to them all. Lucy goes from being annoyed to thanking Jerry. Tim’s sly little smile when she does is so cute. You know he’s proud of her being in the spotlight. Sporting her brain but has to tease her. It's how they function haha They’re so cute I can not. Flirting once again for all of the station to see. It's truly a wonder they're in the dark about it.

I love this moment between Harper and Tim. I'm glad I had the room to add this in. She joins in with Lucy's train of thought for the rest of the poem. Flaunting her brain as well. Tim gives her a look wanting to make fun of her as well. Nyla is on it and dares him to call her a nerd too LOL The looks between them make me laugh so much. I love their teasing camaraderie. It's my favorite. It's how Harper and Lucy get paired up to decipher the rest of the clues. Nolan feels left out cause well it's Nolan. Like that kid picked last for dodgeball. Grey tells John if he asks nicely he's sure he can join them. SMH. Friggin Nolan ha.

The cuteness continues when Lucy asks if Tim and Jerry wanna be part of her task force? That she can make it happen haha She’s adorable and I can not stand it. Tim does what he does best battles back with a flirty tone. Trying to talk down about her ‘task force’. Saying old fashioned policing will get it done just fine for them.

Flirt more you two…oh wait they do. Ha Lucy offers up a bet she knows Tim won’t refuse. Because once again why deal with feelings when they can channel it through a work flirt instead? Honestly how Jerry could allow Tim to date his daughter after this display I couldn’t tell ya. It's so painfully obvious how into one another these two are.

They lay down the terms for the loser. Tim saying she has to be quiet an entire shift. Please Timothy like you really want that…but ok that’s your “reward” if you win. I mean it would drive her crazy not to talk so it’s not the worst pick. Lucy choses something way more apropos IMO. He would have to do something out of his comfort zone. Not only that but it’s her choice. Can only imagine what Lucy would've chosen. Something that would've been good for him I'm sure. Cause she's good like that. Her track record with him is solid.

Lucy's face is so smug from the minute she brings this bet up. So convinced she has this in the bag. Gah these two love a good competition and flirting it up a ton in the process. Like pre-get together foreplay for them haha They then start the worlds longest handshake to seal the deal. They once again are in their own world. Like Jerry isn't even there…

The best part is while they continue to work-flirt they're holding hands. They could've broken it off but nope. Basically holding hands while they fiercely flirt. The flirty competitiveness continues with their jabs. The poetry club shot from Tim. Her being sassy af about their 18 old case files. Saying how ‘easy’ that’ll be for them to crack. LMAO Shots fired. All the while still holding hands. Because the work flirting wasn’t enough of a bat-signal to everyone else. They continue to hold hands while doing so. Seriously Jerry couldn’t you see the man was already taken?

We return to Lucy still at the whiteboard with Harper/Nolan. She gets a text from Tim saying they had a big breakthrough. Lucy could not be more dejected and anxious for them to get their own. Nolan and Harper tell her to ignore Tim. He’s just trying to get into her head. Yeah that's what he does. He kinda lives there rent free and vice versa with this kind of stuff. Good luck getting her to listen to that advice haha She is far too wrapped up in this competition with Tim to have that clarity. She does eventually put her phone down though.

Her taking a phone break does help her focus a bit. Because once she does they have a breakthrough of their own. They’re headed to the Griffith Observatory. Lucy is vibrating with excitement over this. She’s more excited to tell Tim they got something more than anything else. It’s so funny and adorable. The commentary in the gifs above is hilarious.

They are legit just trying to solve this case. While Lucy gets amped that they're gonna catch up with Tim and Jerry. Harper and Nolan’s reaction to her is priceless in the second gif. Lucy is too caught up in her work flirt. Telling them before they go she has to text Tim first. Let him know they’re gonna kick his ass. Because priorities LMAO

The way they look at each other is the funniest part. First and foremost they didn’t ask to be apart of this flirty bet haha They’re in it just to solve a case. Second they’re thinking does she not see it? She has to see it right? We know she doesn’t baha If she does she’s pushing it down real hard since 4x01 and it’s coming out in other ways. I.e. this moment. It’s so funny how lost in her bet she is. Doesn’t notice their hilarious reactions at all. I’m dying haha.

Tim tries again to have a frank conversation with Jerry. Since it’s day 2 of him riding with him and he was supposed to retired by yesterday... Jerry looks at the file again while Tim tries to muster up the courage. It's then he has an epiphany. Says he knows where the gold is. Tim asks if he’s sure? Jerry replies absolutely.

Now Tim’s first thought isn’t yes we solved the case. Or they got redemption for Jerry and his friend who never found the coins. No it’s excitement he’s going to beat Lucy in a bet LOL Man is amped about beating her to it. Like a high he’s been chasing the entire episode. God I love this so much. Flirty idiots in love have no idea.

This next portion is their married moment of the episode. Lots of work flirts but this interaction is all married. They are so ridiculous and I love them for it. The trio have figured out where the treasure is through the poem. An underground subway system sitting beneath the city. One of the people that has been chasing this thing since the jump causes chaos once the trio arrive. He shoots the last person also going after it. He takes off Lucy and Harper leave Nolan with the wounded one so they can pursue him.

They find him and he starts running again. Out of nowhere Tim comes into the picture and uses that sexy forearm of his to clothes line the guy. Lucy is shocked and impressed all at the same time. Me too. *fans self* Asking how they got here so quickly? Tim tells them they were already down here. Lucy then asks if they found the treasure? Tim smirks and says they’re gonna find out. Walks them over to a hole with a suitcase in it.

The final competitive flirting begins. Tim immediately claiming victory for him and Jerry. Because that suitcase is holding the missing gold. Nyla fights him on it though. Saying they would’ve been here first, but they had a police matter to deal with. Tim scoffs and tells them good job but they still won LOL The absolute sass coming off this man.

Lucy backs Harper in agreement and doesn’t let Tim battle back. Sassy return fire with her cocky smirk. Then the ladies just decide it’s a tie LMAO That Tim gets no say in the matter. I love their body posture mirroring one another in this moment. Lucy leans towards Tim then Tim does the same when he's upset it's considered a tie.

I saw someone call Tim ‘Sargent Sore Loser’ for a parallel of this moment hahaha it’s pretty apt when he loses to his wife. I love it sfm. Lucy waving by then pointing at herself as they walk off is amazing. It's hilarious. It's decided it's over and there is nothing he can do about it. Their flirting was off the charts in this episode. It was wild. Their string of work flirts continue on. One of the themes of S4. It makes me so happy.

I do love this next part with Jerry. It’s very sweet. It shows Tim’s wonderful heart. He went into this trying to prove he could handle the rough convos. That he could dispatch people with the cold hard truth. When it came to it his empathy won out. I truly believe he’s always been a sensitive empathetic person. It's been at his core this whole time.

Talked about this before. Just got lost in the shuffle of everything he went through with Isabel. Lucy reawakened that part of him. Now he taps into it like he does anything else. That heart of his let Jerry go out in a much better way. It’s why he thanks Tim for it. He knew what was coming and appreciated Tim for indulging him one last time. It's so sweet I might have a cavity.

Jerry's send off is equally as lovely at the station. Ashley is there to help celebrate his retirement. They all do their radio tribute that is beautiful to watch tbh. Once everyone clears Tim ends up asking Ashley out. (boo) She says yes and he smiles BUT it was most definitely not a 'Lucy smile.' No one compares at all. It’s unreal how by a smile you can tell when it’s Lucy driven and when it’s not. This for sure was not. So ends another ep. Such a good one for them.

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Side notes-Non Chenford

The introduction to Ashley….how I dislike her so….just gotta make it to 5x05 and she’ll be gone LOL Was around longer than she should’ve been but we’ll get into when we hit s5 heh Also I’ll add more of why I don’t like her as the season progress in this rewatch. There is a reason he dates her IMO which I will also go over at some point as well.

I love any and all Lucy and Harper scenes we get . This one had loads. Amazing how they've bonded over the last 2 seasons. I love it so much. Them working on the riddle together at Lucy's place over beers. My heart. Watching them working this case together brings me joy. Hopefully we get more of this in s6. I need more Nyla/Lucy in my life.

Thank you forever and always to those who like, comment and reblog these reviews. You all make me so happy ❤️ See you all in 4x07 :)

[solar-halos]

odesta week. day #3 - free space

summary: annie and finnick cannot live without each other. here's how that happens. 4k, angst and some fluff

“Shush!”

Annie smooshes her hand against Finnick’s mouth. He licks her palm so that she yanks her hand back. That’s a trick Annie taught him (her older sister shushed her a lot), but it’s his first time trying it out.

It works. He keeps that in mind. 

She does have a point, though. They do need to shush. He met Annie at the beach a couple weeks ago, and she’s been his best friend ever since, so he thinks it’s unfair that his mom is picking him up from Annie’s house so early. Annie has shared with him that being seven is very unfair—her sister, who is thirteen, can do whatever she wants with all her friends—which is something that’s fully sinking in for Finnick.

Heavy, adult footsteps thud scarily closely to the door. Finnick and Annie hold their breath, huddling even deeper into the coats in Annie’s closet. It’s small, which doesn’t give them much room to hide, so Finnick crosses his fingers that this plan will work.

It doesn’t. A grownup—Annie’s mom—is flinging the door open in no time. Finnick thinks she might be frowning, but he can’t be sure. He’s squinting against the sunlight too much.

“Mama, please!” Annie is already pleading their case. Finnick nods in support. “I wanna show Finnick the new board game papi got us! Please!”

“Please!” Finnick joins her chant.

“Please! Please! Please!”

“Did you find them?” 

Finnick knows that voice. That’s his mom. She sounds a bit worried, which makes his stomach hurt—he didn’t mean to scare her—but she’s by Mrs. Cresta’s side in an instant, and she’s smiling, so she can’t be that mad at him. Finnick decides to plead with her, too.

“I need to stay with Annie, please.” Finnick doesn’t see why he has to leave. It’s still light outside. “We’re still playing.”

“Dad’s about to finish his shift,” Mom says. Finnick stops her right there.

“I don’t want ice cream.” He doesn’t. He and his mom and dad get ice cream all the time after Dad finishes his shifts, but he hardly gets to see Annie all the time. 

Annie gasps. “Mama, can we get ice cream? I’ve never had!”

“What?” Finnick turns to her. “Annie, you have to try ice cream! It’s so good! Mom, we should take Annie with us! To see Dad!”

“And ice cream,” Annie adds in a whisper.

“And ice cream!” Finnick echoes, feeling better already. That sounds like a perfect plan. 

“You know the rules,” Mrs. Cresta interjects, sounding less firm and more mean. Finnick snaps his mouth shut, jarred by the change. What’d he do wrong? “You can come over here. Annie can’t go over there.”

Right. Dad always said that the carriage fare was too expensive for the Crestas. Mom always reminded Finnick never to say that out loud.

“Okay, fine,” Annie says. Finnick wonders if she knows she’s poor. Then he wonders if that’s a mean thought to have. “How about we go to the beach?”

Another great idea. The beach is awesome.

“Not today,” Mrs. Cresta says firmly. Finnick’s shoulders sag in defeat. At least they put up a good fight. 

“Ugh!” Annie responds. She took the words right out of Finnick’s mouth, but he didn’t wanna make a scene in front of Mrs. Cresta. She might not let him come back. “We’re still playing!”

“Watch that tongue of yours, Annie Cresta,” her mom says. Annie straightens up, her hand flying up to her mouth. Finnick wonders what that’s about. 

“Can we finish our game of cards?” To be honest, they didn’t even start a game of cards. It’s his last ditch effort to stay longer, even though he kinda knows they already lost.

“Goodbye, Finnick.” Mrs. Cresta is done arguing with them. “You two can go to the beach and play cards the next time you come over.”

Next time. Okay, she makes a convincing case, so Finnick walks back over to his mom—slowly, slowly, just in case either of them change their mind—but no one says anything. Not even when Finnick shoves his feet in his shoes. Or when Annie stands at the door, waving goodbye. Or when Finnick waves back, sighing in exaggerated sadness the entire time.

Looks like their master plan didn’t work. Bummer.

---

It’s like having a girlfriend is a crime or something.

“Finnick!” Dad doesn’t get frustrated with him very often. Now is obviously an exception. “What’d I say about those nets?”

“I need to meet Annie soon!” 

Correction: he needs to get ready to meet Annie. He doesn’t know what point Dad is always trying to make about them knowing each other for ages. There’s a big difference between being seven and being thirteen, so he just doesn’t want to fucking stink around her all the time. 

“You need to finish your work.” Dad narrows his eyes at him. He knows that Finnick isn’t above jumping off the boat and just swimming home. “Finnick. Now.”

Fine. Finnick admits defeat, but Dad can’t even get mad if it’s not his best work, because he was in a hurry, so it’s a relief when they finally drag up the anchor. Finnick rushes through the door, bounding up to his room as fast as he can.

He changes into non-work clothes and brushes his teeth extra hard just in case he and Annie kiss again (because that’s something they do now). Then he’s finally off.

“Annie!” He automatically opens up his arms as soon as he sees her. She’s huge on hugging. “I’m so sorry I’m late!”

She shrugs, still in his arms. Finnick is just now realizing her hair is wet. It seeps into his shirt. “‘S okay. I’ve been digging around for some jewelry. Wanna see the stuff I found?”

He nods. One perk of being thirteen is that they can go anywhere they want without their parents trailing behind them. Kinda—it’s all conditional. One condition is that it has to be a public space. And within walking distance to Annie’s house. Anything further and they have to be chaperoned.

Annie kisses his cheek. Finnick really loves not being chaperoned.

Annie shows him her jewelry stuff. Finnick shows her a new trick he learned on the water, courtesy of the Career Academy. They’re just about to engage in a seashell finding competition when some adult gets a bit too close to comfort.

Finnick already knows it’s her dad. Mr. Cresta likes him, so Finnick can afford to get a little grumpy at the intrusion. 

“Ready?”

“Well...” Annie can also afford to negotiate with him. Sometimes, he waits at a nearby bakery and they get a whole new hour to themselves. Finnick hopes it’s that kind of day. “Not really. Can we stay here longer?”

“I’m sorry, sweetheart—” Finnick bites back a disappointed sigh. It’s one of those days. “But you’re scheduled to work at the shop today. Remember?’

“Oh, shoot!” That’s right, isn’t it? Finnick worked in the morning—Annie worked in the evening. Their afternoon date was to accommodate for that. Stuff like that is so easy to forget when you’re having fun. “Okay, fine. I’ll see you later, Finnick.”

Woe is them. She gives him a hurried kiss on the cheek, then she and her dad take off. Finnick wanders down the pier. 

He wonders if any of his friends are free right now. Might as well, right?

---

Annie is allowed to sleep over at his house now. She thinks that’s an added perk to being fourteen, but Finnick just thinks that her parents feel bad for them. It’s not everyday that your daughter’s boyfriend survives the Games, so maybe they just want to give them more wiggle room to see each other.

They spend more time together now than they ever had before. Finnick knows that. It’s a fact. Not only does Mrs. Cresta allow Annie to be at Finnick’s new house in the Victor’s Village, but now she lets them have sleepovers. They were never allowed to do that before, except for when Finnick’s parents didn’t pick him up from Annie’s house in time for the curfew. Even then, he was always relegated to the couch. 

Somehow, Annie has never felt so far away. Finnick has a theory it’s because she has to sleep in a separate room during all those sleepovers, but that’s not fair. She has nightmares about him still being in the arena. Finnick knows that, and her parents know that, so how come they’re still so adamant about keeping them apart?

“You know the rules,” Mrs. Cresta says, as if that means anything. “How many of your friends get to have sleepovers with their boyfriends, Annie?”

“We just wanted to be together,” he says, equally as heated. Usually, Annie fights her battles with her parents, and Finnick fights his battles with his. But he’s so irritated right now—they just wanted to be together—that he starts picking fights with anyone. “I don’t know what you thought would happen.”

Mrs. Cresta narrows her eyes at him. Admittedly, that wasn’t a very smart thing to say, but Finnick wasn’t playing smart. He didn’t have the energy for that anymore. “Excuse me?”

“Finnick’s right,” Annie says. “If you’re gonna freak out over us being in the same bed, then I don’t get why we’re even allowed to have sleepovers in the first place.”

“You’re right.” Mrs. Cresta admits defeat. That’s never a good sign. “You shouldn’t even be allowed to be here at all. It’s too far from home.”

Finnick’s stomach drops. That can’t mean what he thinks it means. 

“What?” Annie demands, which only confirms his suspicions. “That’s not fair!”

“It’s not fair that you’re breaking all the rules I made.”

“Because they don’t make sense!”

“If we’re all being nice enough to let you two be in this big house—alone, sometimes, don’t think I’m not aware of that—then you should be nice enough to follow the rules. We’ve had this exact conversation—”

“That’s not fair!” Annie repeats. She shuffles closer to him. Finnick wraps his arm around her. They can’t get separated again. “I just wanna be with him!”

“And you will. It’s not like he’s not going anywhere. And he can afford all those carriage fares.”

“Mom.” Annie sounds close to tears. Finnick holds her even closer. “We can’t be apart.”

It almost looks like Mrs. Cresta is gonna crack under the pressure. She doesn’t. “Christ, Annie. I’m not telling you two to break up. I’m just taking away your sleepover privileges.”

It’s a distressing idea in theory, and it’s even more distressing put into practice. At least Finnick has enough courage to leave the house now, so he spends a lot of his time with Annie at her family store. His father isn’t very happy that Mrs. Cresta is putting him to work, but it’s not like Finnick needs the money. He just needs to spend time with Annie—skin-on-skin time, physical time—so he’ll construct all the nets and dust all the shelves and make all the sales the Crestas want. 

“We really need AC in here,” Annie says. He followed her into the storage room so she could grab new rope, but he’s relieved when they can finally sit down and be rib-on-rib again. He imagines that the moisture on his neck is just his body’s way of sweating all his jitters out. “You wanna come to my house after this?”

She knows he does—he always did, even back when he and his father woke up for work before the sun even came up—but it’s still pretty hard to remember that he has no obligations to anyone anymore. (Well—for about four more months, that is. Then he has to do his Victory Tour.) 

They find a loophole to the no sleepover rule. When they were younger, Finnick spent a few nights on Annie’s couch whenever his parents couldn’t pick them up in time for curfew. And, now that Finnick is fifteen, he’s trusted enough to find his own way back home. So he doesn’t. 

Mrs. Cresta may not like him, but she’s never put a hand on him. Not even to drag him out of the house. Mr. Cresta comes pretty close, but Finnick holds his ground. 

This isn’t fair. He misses Annie all the time, but especially when he sleeps. 

“What you’re doing is not okay,” Dad says the next morning. Finnick and Annie are still cuddled up together on the couch, refusing to budge, but there’s not much they can do now that the curfew is over. “I still have to work. If you’re not responsible enough to find your own way back home, and if you’re not going back to school, then your time with Annie is going to become really limited.”

That’s not fair. It causes an uproar, actually, because it’s so unfair it hurts. They’re still not treating his love for Annie very seriously at all, which makes him seriously doubt that their parents even love each other in the first place. 

His dad feels comfortable enough dragging him all the way back home, insisting that all the yelling and thrashing and protesting Finnick is doing at his grown age is fucking embarrassing, but Finnick doesn’t care. He doesn’t care about anything but Annie. 

Finnick can’t even work with Annie anymore, but if her older sister is managing that day, they can get away with spending her entire shift together. Annie can still go out with her friends, and Finnick’s dad can’t supervise him all of the time, so Annie pretends she’s having a girls day and Finnick has her in his arms and everything suddenly isn’t so bleary and uncertain and terrifying anymore.

Being away from Annie is terrifying. More terrifying than being reaped, more terrifying than the arena, more terrifying than any mutt in the history of mutts, and Finnick just wants someone to understand that, but the closest they get is their friends talking about how fucking unfair their parents are being.

That barely even encapsulates it all. They think separating the two of them is a good thing, ‘cause they apparently decided for Annie and Finnick that they needed to get used to not being around each other so much, but Finnick can’t figure out why for the life of them. The only reason he hasn’t killed himself yet is because there’s still hope of seeing Annie every day.

His dad does not like hearing this stuff. The killing-himself-stuff, he means, but Finnick is just being honest. Make fun of Haymitch Abernathy all you want—seriously, Finnick used to, back when he trained at the Academy—but no amount of lectures on bringing glory to your district can erase the fact that killing other people makes you wanna kill yourself. Haymitch doesn’t even have any friends, either, so Finnick doesn’t see the point in using alcohol to self-medicate. Wouldn’t it just be faster to overdose?

He always used to keep those thoughts to himself. Never told anyone—not even his dad, and especially not Annie—but he doesn’t see any point in doing that now. It might even wear his dad down and make him realize that Annie is the glue keeping Finnick’s skeleton together. 

Annie is more than his first and only love. Annie is his life. 

He knows it must be working when his dad refuses to let Finnick be alone. Mags has always been reliable, but she’s no one’s fucking babysitter, so she’s not gonna be watchdogging Finnick all the time. Finnick doesn’t care about all those shifts his dad ends up dropping, because he never seemed to care about all that time Finnick could be spending with Annie.

It’s only fair. Finnick knows Annie has nightmares, too, so if they’re exhausted all the time, then it’s only fair his dad suffers this same fate. 

Even after all that, Annie’s parents still cave faster than Finnick’s dad. Mrs. Cresta talks big game, but she’s never been very good at consistently telling Annie no.

“Finnick!” Annie’s knocking at his door. Finnick would’ve opened it up for her sooner, but he had been in a half-asleep daze, and he was convinced he was dreaming for a long while. Then, when he finally came to his senses, he spent a long time tripping over his own two feet. “Are you home?”

“I’m home!” he calls back, flinging the door open. They snap together in an instant, their knees buckling from the force of it. Whatever. Finnick’s porch was really comfortable, anyway. “Annie, my darling! Do your parents know you’re here?”

“Yes! And they said you needed to pay me back for the carriage fare.” Done. Done and done and done. He’ll pay for Annie’s carriage fare, and he’ll pay for her mom or her dad or whoever accompanied her. There is absolutely no price he wouldn’t pay for her. “They said moping around didn’t look very good on me.”

“My dad just got mad at me for moping around.” Kinda. He got mad at Finnick for slamming his bedroom door so hard the hinges fell off, but that counts as moping around, doesn’t it? “So we’re back? For good?”

“I think so,” she says, because they obviously didn’t wanna get ahead of themselves. They approach Finnick’s dad, waiting for the moment of truth. 

“Do whatever you need to do,” he says, but he doesn’t need to treat Finnick like a powder keg ready to explode anymore. Not when he has Annie at his side. “You just need to tell us where you’re going. And Annie still can’t sleep in the same room as you.”

They agree to those terms and conditions, but only because they fully intend on violating them again. They just need to be more sneaky this time.

It turns out that it doesn’t even matter either way. Annie sneaks into Finnick’s bed again and again and again, and they get caught again and again and again, and they get scolded again and again and again, but no one threatens their relationship. They must’ve finally figured out that Annie and Finnick need each other. 

They take a celebratory trip to the beach. Skin-on-skin, rib-against-rip, heart-on-heart.

“I can’t live without you,” Finnick tells her. 

She rests her head on his shoulder, humming in agreement. “Same. I love you.”

“Like, actually.” He wants to make sure she knows he’s completely devoted to her. He knows how she gets after he cancels plans on her last minute (due to extenuating  circumstances, like foul weather or his dad dumping more shifts on him), but she doesn’t have to worry about anything. “I’d rather die than not be with you. I love you.”

She grins at him. He grins back. 

---

Finnick is going to kill himself. He already decided.

Annie’s odds were decent, but as far as he was concerned, her victory needed to be unquestionable. 

He’s not uncomfortable with that. Dying, he means. He’d been ready to die ever since he made his first kill, but the idea of Annie waiting for him back home made him keep going.

There might be no Annie in about three weeks. Then what?

Cashmere thinks he’s giving up on Annie before she even has a time to shine in the arena, but Cashmere doesn’t know anything. Finnick is only preparing himself for the worst case scenario.

It’s not easy, you know, watching someone you love get hurt on national television. He sends her salves (that cut on her leg could get infected) and gives her all the food she needs to remain focused (she can’t do that on an empty stomach) and he only peels his eyes from the screen whenever he needs to fuck all her sponsors.

The other victors think he’s wasting all her resources, but didn’t you hear him? He’s fucking all her sponors. He’s fucking anyone that will listen, and he doesn’t even want anything but their allegiance as a reward. 

Brutus isn’t above catching an attitude whenever someone in the arena wrongs his tributes, so Finnick doesn’t feel bad about giving him a taste of his own medicine. His tribute from Two doesn’t even get to finish hacking off Annie’s district partner’s head before Finnick is lunging at him. 

Brutus punches Finnick’s nose bloody. It would be embarrassing, except Finnick hadn’t really been trying that hard, had just been a flurry of anger and fists and teeth, but it’s not fair. It’s not fair. It’s not fair. He needs Annie back.

“Well, she’s not coming back,” Brutus replies. None of them are above getting nasty with each other, but that’s so unfair he wants to kill himself on the spot. “Might as well get a head start on hoarding those pills, Finnick.”

Finnick bangs his head back into the wall in defeat, again and again and again. It’s hard enough to give himself another concussion.

---

They have a routine now.

They always had a routine, but sometimes Annie had to work and the district had too many rainstorms and it would mess everything up. Now that they’re both victors, the only time he has to leave her side is when he goes to the Capitol. 

He’s grown now—nineteen. And, even if he weren’t, it’s not like his dad was around to stop him. He hasn’t been around at all, not since Finnick was sixteen.

 Turns out that he really is the furthest thing from untouchable. Finnick doesn’t see why his dad had to deal with the fallout.

He’s on his best behavior for Annie. He goes to the Capitol, and he makes everyone who hates him very, very happy. And, for that, Snow hates him a little less. He even likes Annie, too, but not a terrifying amount.

Checks and balances. Snow needs Finnick to follow directions. Annie is the only person Finnick truly cares about. If Snow takes away Finnick’s love—his life—then he ceases to function at all. Snow finally understands that, and he finally understands that Finnick goes above and beyond in the Capitol just so he can keep Annie safe, and he really, really likes that. He likes that enough to keep Annie around as leverage. 

All that really matters is that Finnick gets to love Annie every single day until he dies. Snow knows it, too, and he can’t do anything about it. Not unless he wants profits to tank. 

Yeah. Who’s winning now?

[gabbysdawsons]

OC HALLOWEEN CHALLENGE 2024 ➣  role swap au

in which. . . josh sable goes missing right before a body is discovered in the woods in beacon hills. his older sister, lucy, suspects the newly returned derek hale has something to do with it. scott mccall is suddenly convinced he sees his best friend of six years around every turn even though nobody has seen him in months. and josh sable haunts the people of beacon hills in more ways than one

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[starkholme]

This week I'm thinking too much about Lucy's "so why dream?" line, the way her whole demeanor changed as soon as Kate asked about her dream wedding had me in tears for real

The show needs to stop putting whatever drama Sam has going on and explain Lucy's backstory as soon as possible

[yveni]

I’m probably getting way ahead of myself, but like I’ve been imagining the perfect way to tease Lockwood and Co. season two.

(mild) Hollow Boy Spoilers!! (also Creeping Shadow spoilers in the tags)

So like the camera starts outside 35 Portland Row, and zooms in to the door, as though the audience is walking up to it. We hear the bell, and who answers?

Miss Holly Munro, looking all perfect and pleasant. She greets the camera, introduces herself and says something like “Thank you so much for choosing Lockwood and Company as the solution to your psychic troubles, Mr. Lockwood will meet you through here.”

We follow her through the front hall (I feel like this shot would be a great spot to have hints about the season, like maybe a newspaper talking about the Chelsea outbreak left on the table next to the skull lamp or something) into the living room.

When she opens the door, we see the endings of Lucy and George fighting over something (idk maybe a biscuit or a chair), quickly seating themselves all proper and client-ready.

Lockwood, ignoring this, stands up with his Lockwood grin, and walks to be next to Holly (framed on the opposite side of Lucy, gotta get in as many hints as possible), and says, “Hello, I’m Anthony Lockwood, I hear you’ve had some trouble with bleeding footprints?”

And then it cuts to just the title screen of the show with maybe a release date.

[sso-montana]

Disco Night ҉( ‘ ω ’ )/҉

they're going to Fort Pinta Disco with Linda and Justin ( ˙꒳​˙ ) (it's a double date (Montana and Justin don't realize they're on a date together))

Lucy belongs to @mistfallenjoyer transparent version under the cut ^^

[tortoisesshells]

Flynn & Lucy + 10. Breathe Again

(it is a truth universally acknowledged that I will always be a little frothed at the mouth over Flynn/Lucy as antagonists to whatever the hell is going on by "The King of the Delta Blues".)

Lucy wondered, after the ringing in her ears subsided and her breath came easily again, if it was only that she wasn’t on speaking terms with many soldiers-of-fortune-turned-renegades that made Flynn’s fluency in the language of violence seem so exceptional, an easy knife up and under her ribs. All the luridness of H. H. Holmes’s murders distilled down to his purposes – if her conscience could not be leveraged, then her friends’ lives could: what wouldn’t you do, Lucy, to save your own friends – your family?

And, unbidden: someday she would, apparently of her own volition, hand Garcia Flynn a neat little atlas to history, with a promise that that he would not always be alone in this – this war of his. If she bent a little – allowed herself to help Flynn assassinate three men (three men she didn’t even like) and rewrite the twentieth century – would that be all of what she had meant, in the future?  Flynn watched her consider all this neutrally – as though he already knew the answer.

Send me a number and two characters, and get a five sentence drabble!

[spicymoodle]

to the wonderful anon with the mammon request, here is a preview wip b4 sleepy time <3 (i promise im working on it!!!)