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[notebookmusical]

↳ make me choose: holly humberstone or gracie abrams (asked by @amycurtismarchs)

I feel like it’s really easy for me to kind of take for granted what’s happening now, and the cool stuff that’s going on. It’s easy to forget to enjoy the ride as it’s happening, and to not think about what more I could have and what opportunities I could be getting. I’m constantly in competition with myself, and I feel like I’ll never feel like I’ve written my best song, or be quite satisfied with where I am. If I’m still able to be writing songs that I truly love — which is why I do it, my favorite part — that’s all I really want.

want one? ♡

[stealerofthe2ndbraincell]

ARCANE ACT 3

LIVEBLOG TIME! 🎉🎉

(Once again, more like a reaction then a live blog but sssh)

S2 Ep8: Killing Is A Cycle

Mel in the Ebenezer Scrooge chains again (I know it was Jacob Marley that was in the chains throughout but still) :(

THIS TRANSFORMATION IS SO COOL.

Would be a bit cooler if she wasn't screaming bloody murder throughout but I get it.

They really took some of the excellent bits of her design and decided to really lean into them more for this.

I kind of wish the internet hadn't fucked over the word "empath" cause that made me giggle.

We can't see the sorceress from here but is she meant to resemble the girl from Mel's backstory?

I need to stop pausing to say this immediately before it happens.

Okay so it isn't her, duly noted. I would suck in a fight against this thing.

Did it really say "yeah you're cool but you can still be stabbed, so how powerful are you actually 🙄🙄".

Calamity and Red seem to be associated strongly cause I immediately thought of Breath of the Wild.

I'm living for this backstory.

She must be so cold.

It's all coming back :((

OH SHIT VIKTOR'S IN THE ORB NOW.

God. That's terrifying. Viktor is suddenly extremely terrifying to me.

I'm surprised Ambessa isn't remotely surprised at him mentioning Jayce. He was probably missing for months at this point.

"I will evolve all those willing" so everyone? Everyone in your cult, Viktor? Because they're a literal hivemind so I doubt he'd have much problem.

VI I MISSED YOU.

YOU DID NOT HAVE TO HAVE THAT ISHA FLASHBACK OMG:((

Why does it look like a pokeball? That's so distracting lol

God Maddie is failing across the board, it's embarrassing, girl...

This argument between Cait and Vi was so deserved to be honest.

Maddie is probably hearing all of this...

I never considered Jinx would surrender.

Is Jinx not eating?

Damn what if you just punched me in the gut wow...

Her nails bleeding HURT me so much

"no amount of good deeds can undo OUR crimes" I'm so interested in the "our" from Caitlyn....

Jayce, love ya, but I am not on your side in this argument.

Although, Mel I think calling him and Viktor a "wise investment" in this moment is probably not the move either but still

I was slightly concerned that Jayce's flashbacks (? Would that be the right term for these) would stop once Viktor was "killed". Apparently not.

I'm happy for this turnabout.

I thought in Act 2 he reminded me of S1 Jinx and I'm pushing with that idea now.

Oh nevermind. He almost shot Viktor again.

I know it is very likely one of his followers and not actually Viktor, but damn that robot waist line lmao

Poor Mel probably has very little clue what's going on right now.

I'm distracted by Jayce's design tbh. The black and red colour scheme is sooo nice on his new look.

....

...Well that caught me off guard...

He STILL wants Jayce to be his partner WHAT :'(

"My partner died in this room." OUCH

MEL, MY GIRL!!! 👏👏👏👏

I want to be more enthusiastic for her, but she looks borderline in pain whenever she uses her magic so far :((

WHY ARE YOU PURPLE, JAYCE??

WAIT SO WAS VIKTOR WAITING TO SEE IF JAYCE WOULD JOIN HIM BEFORE STARTING THE EVOLUTION?

After last episode I legitimately, for a second, thought Silco was still alive.

He's not a nice person at all obviously, but in Jinx's hallucination he seems to sound harsher to her?

I did not need to see her spit that out up close.

Wait. It actively fell from her mouth where is it?

O W

I AM SO SCARED, JINX. WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE GOING TO "BREAK THE CYCLE"

Is there a reason Mel needs to wear the cloak?

"You will never be a passenger". Listen , I was actually hoping for more from my Jayce and Mel interactions. Both scenes they feel very off-kilter and standoffish of each other. A lot more tense then before (for understandable reasons considering what they both just went through) that I was hoping would start to heal.... but has'nt. However, that line hit.

I am obsessed with the designs of these background characters.

Am I missing something? Who is that playing that random piano??

I feel bad. I don't recognise him.

This entire sequence hurts.

OH. Wait I think I get the inclusion of the piano man. I hope I do otherwise I've just completely forgotten a character lol

[orphicrose]

can i request caitlyn kiramman x female zaunite reader who's extremely passionate about the cause of "the nation of zaun" and her hate towards topsiders especially enforcers. maybe like teenage enemies to friends to lovers. also headcanons for if the reader also gets taken in by silco alongside powder/jinx following the cannery explosion. also with the reader being a mage with smoke and shadow related powers.

Buttercup (Caitlyn x Zaun!Fem!Reader)

Thank you for the request! This is an au where Violet refused to help Caitlyn so she took her mission upon herself.

There will be 3 parts since i got carried away. Head cannons coming soon !

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The lanes were a bitter place, filled with bitter people. Y/n was no stranger to that. She had grown up suffocated by it, downing in ignorance and self-righteousness from the people above. Always wanting more from the life she was given, and strongly believing she was in the wrong for it. Till she met him. He was her savior, at first. The father she'd always dreamed of. Pulling her from the pits of despair and into his arms.

Silco was a powerful individual with big ambitions, sharing her vision of the nation of zaun. He made her believe she were the key to the revolution, being his little toy for a while without her knowledge.

Veins glowing purple, permanently, from the dread of shimmer. Being his lab rat. Shot, after shot. Day in and day out. Short term affects from the drug had worn off after a while of usage, her body growing a tolerance. And with the constant shots of this unknown substance came long term affects, abilities. Silco spent a while, scratching his head, curious as to how shed obtained such skills from his small . But no answers were clear. Perhaps she was just a mutation, a mistake in the universes code.

"Y/n" a name echoed down the halls, Silco's footsteps approaching the rundown room. "I've been waiting for you all morning" his frame leant against the door way, watching her throw an old rubber ball against the wall.

"I'm tired" She bit back, legs crossed and eyes focused on the movement of the sphere leaving her hand.

"That enforcer is sniffing about again. Deal with it or you are doing the patrol tonight" she listened to his footsteps fade away before letting out a frustrated growl. Patrol meant handing out shimmer to the poor beggars in the street. She didn't understand his motifs anymore. How corrupting their people was supposed to help grow their nation. But he had a big plan, she was certain. It would come together eventually.

Life was quiet recently, ever since Vander was stripped from the undercity seven years ago. Quiet from enforcers, that was. Everything else was a drugged up mess.

But when patrols did make their rounds, it was never good.

Y/n climbed her way through the lanes, not in much of a hurry, looking over the bustling streets miles below her feet. Glaring lights reflecting bright pink hues off her face. No Piltover twats anywhere to be seen.

Lurking with a hesitancy in the tall buildings, a young enforcer with little experience. Her curiosity inevitably going to lead to her downfall one day. Scared eyes followed the buildings above her, stretching to the skyline, as she tries her best to take in the unfamiliar scene around her.

"What am i doing...?" She mumbles to herself, adjusting her hood around her neck and sliding it over her blue hair. "I don't even know where i'm going"

She follows the makeshift path in front of her, looking behind her every second with a unjustified fear of being followed. Not looking at the path shortening in front of her, she jolts forward as her foot misses the ground. A gasp escaping her lips, looking down to realize she was still on her feet. An arm stretched out around her shoulders, a barrier between her life and death.

"Yeah, the path ends there" y/n pulled her backwards, stepping back herself.

"I can see that" Caits eyes still widened with surprise, slowly turning to meet the woman's behind her.

It took a few seconds to notice the uniform before her defenses were up. She was the threat that needed to be taken care of.

"Thank you" Her voice both enchanted and concerned y/n. She was so young to be in this line of business, similar to herself. She would have felt sorry if she wasn't from the topside.

"You shouldn't be here." Y/n took a step backwards ever so slightly.

The two looked at each other, almost assessing the others next move or motifs. Caitlyn looking for anything possible to guide her, and y/n looking for an opportunity to get rid of her. The entitled scum.

"I don't suppose you could help me?" She took a step closer, a spark of enthusiasm in her eyes. It was strange to see a topsider who wasn't screwing their nose up at the sight of y/n. They usually made it obvious how little they cared, but not this one. It put y/n on edge. She didn't respond to the question, waiting for an answer.

"I'm looking for a... inventor" She chose her words carefully, holding up a unironically decorated bomb. Child like scribbles covering the sheet of its rusted metal. Y/n knew one person who drew like that, who made machines like that. The person who had grown up along side her, like a deranged sister. But a sister nonetheless. "I don't suppose you recognize this?"

Caitlyn knew the answer to that question the moment y/n's eyes fell onto the object in her hand. The worried expression on her face telling her to reach for the rifle on her back. Before both of them knew it, weapons were draw at each others head. Y/n wielding a small, volcanic pistol that her sister had crafted for her hands specially.

The scene had happened so quickly, neither really knew what they were fighting for in the moment.

"You're close to the creator, aren't you" Caitlyn jolted her rifle towards the woman accusingly, one eye resting on the scope.

"You don't know anything"

"She's dangerous"

Both stood in a stand off, waiting for the other to move as an excuse to pull the trigger.

"What are you going to do to whoever invented it?" Y/n questioned, adjusting the pistol in her sweating hands.

Caitlyn took a second to respond. Aiming to diffuse the situation, maybe get information if she was lucky.

"If you tell me who it is, i can help you. The whole of Piltover need someone behind bars for the stunt that was pulled. I need a story"

"A story or a name?" Y/n scoffed. "If i help you, how do I know you won't go behind my back and lock her up anyway? I could kill you right now and let this all be over"

"If i don't return home, they'll send more enforcers. Something tells me you don't want that" She lowered her weapon to the floor slowly, raising her hands above her head as a sign of surrender. "I can get you anything. Money?"

"A meeting with the council" Y/n was quick to order her. Having her priorities in order. "No questions asked, a meeting with the counsel and i'll help you"

"Deal"

"But I need your help with something. I'm not going to give you valuable information without being able to trust you first" Y/n prodded her shoulder with the barrel of her gun. Waiting for conformation.

Caitlyn shook her head, looking at the ground below her. A sigh escaping her lips. "Fine, but i won't hurt anyone"

"Then you have yourself a deal, buttercup"

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The young mage toured the enforcer around the maze of the lanes. Checking to make sure she was keeping up with her every so often, and finding it amusing when she hesitated to jump across the buildings with her. Her poorly executed jumps resulting in a thud in the metal of the rooftops, winding herself with every landing.

"keep up" She heard y/n's voice echo in front of her, struggling to keep up.

"Where are we going" Her breathlessness making her words almost unintelligible. Frustration across her face when there was no response to her reasonable question.

What felt like an eternity of running for the English, was just ten minutes. In ten minutes they had arrived at a tall, metal structure. Seemingly an old radio tower. Overlooking all of the underground, if it wasn't surrounded by a thick pollution.

"Are you going to tell me what we are doing yet?"

Y/n rolled up her sleeves, walking around the unstable structure as if she had lost something.

"Hello?" Y/n's hand fell to Caitlyn's mouth, forcing her to be quiet. The enforcer seconds away from struggling till a faint buzzing could be heard.

"Quiet, they are coming" She slowly moved her hand away, moving to her side. "Don't say anything and let me handle this okay?"

Strange, considering she was there to help and she was ordered not to do anything. Her back was up but Caitlyn had no time to argue, before a group of hoverboards came into view. The riders wearing masks and distinctive markings on their clothes. She recognized them. They were the firelights.

"Ekko" Y/n moved forward as the three figures gracefully walked off their boards and towards the woman. A hand held out, waiting for something. A drug deal?

Y/n pulled a shining blue rock from her pocket, emanating power. The hues shone through the fog and reflected off the eye holes cut into Ekko's mask. He took no time to snatch the orb away from her, inspecting it before passing it to his college behind him for safe keeping. A small envelop being pulled from his breast pocket and dropped into y/ns hand with little care.

Caitlyn's rage built inside her, leaping from her feet to attempt to grab the boy before he had the chance to escape. But she was too slow. Cursing them out as they faded away.

"Don't think i don't know what that was. I could see it a mile away glowing in your pocket." Y/n laughed, inspecting the piece of paper and tucking it neatly away in a back pocket.

"That was priceless! Do you know what you've done? Do you know what they could do with that?" Cait's voice more urgent than y/n had seen yet. Arms flailing about to further exaggerate her point.

"Yes, more than anyone-"

"And you gave it away for a piece of paper?"

"I need this! Don't worry, buttercup. We will get your little stone back. Trust me, this isn't good for me either" Y/n shrugged, beginning to walk towards a ladder that would lead them towards the ground.

Caitlyn mindlessly followed her. "Then why did you give it away so easily?"

"That's my business, okay? Stop worrying, we will get it back. Their defenses aren't exactly advanced right now." Y/n grabbed the top of the ladder and began her decent, voice following her down. Caitlyn's brows furrowed, muscles tensed with agitation. Now she didn't have a choice but to follow this woman through the dangers of the lanes. Screw her mission, that stone was far more important.

"This is ridiculous"

[goitale]

ARCANE S2 THEORIES???? PLEASE I BEG I NEED TO TALK ABOUT IT

i shall happily share my own theories (more accurately my dad's because he knows more about league than i ever will) if prompted but WHAT ARE YOURS 👀👀👀

IDRK MUCH ABT ARCANE AND LEAGUE AS A WHOLE but im gonna COOK just u wait :3

also sorry for inconsistent Þ use im tired and þe auto þing is funky tonite

okay ima be forreal idk where the plot is going. i did NOT focus on the plot at all when watching it. cause some blue haired girl with two names and insane ideas is WAY MORE the center of focus , with how she views the world and her dynamics with people she used to trust ultimately being one of the core gears of how the series plays itself.

but first. i want to mention how the kind of vibe/aesthetic of the characters mean þings. þe way vi, ekko and jinx have a more spraycan-esque styles cause þey all grew up togeþer, but eventually ekko lives in a stray (the game)-like world of wonder and vi only holds herself as þat more neon criminal ish (IDFK WHAT ANYTHJNG IS BTW. could say punk and id not understand, empathing is hard :(((() rlly makes her stand out from jinx's ABSOLUTE MESS of a brain. like it takes form literally, visually, how she's messed up.

but why do i point out, þeir lives and styles? WELL!!!! someþing i learnt is þat styles of characters in þis world often predict and keep characters intertwined... so vi and jinx OF COURSE have to get along someday, ekko OF COURSE has to find reason wiþin himself to trust jinx (for better or for worse) and OF COURSE cait doesnt get along wiþ anyone cause like shes a literal cop who probably spent many years wiping graffiti spraypaint off concrete. WHICH IS WHY CAITVI IS SO HARD TO DEVELOP, BUT SO SOSOSOSOSO GOOD!!! cait learning to understand þe underneath or wtvs' pov is SO MAJOR plotwise but also style-wise. when she meets her family again shes a mess physically. she's all dirty n stuff and kind of adopts how vi dresses, just assuming þe way of life cause she GETS IT!!!! which is also why jinx does NOT assume mr emo..ok i forgot his name . þe guy þat made þe purple stuff. she doesnt assume his style CAUSE JINX IS NEVER GONNA BE HIM!!! and nor was she like her oþer faþer! ngl all þe kids, and ekko like a cousin- þey all had þis kinda like, cool criminal, dystopian idk im throwing words out here. but rhey were all similar., but ngl i forgot his name but vi and the otbers' adoptive father, was more similar to emo purple eye man with vibes. and tbejr similarities, growinf up where they did- thats essentially what made rhem siblings. and THAT. NEVER. LEAVES!!!!! its what defines people in þeir spaces, þeir culture- and its what makes arcane sososososos scrumptious and diverse!!!!

tl;dr idk how aesthetics work and im a yapper...

and þats why, caitvi is so oddly similar to jesstra, and why vi and jinx will never not be sisters. :3

ty for þe ask!

[wehavebiggerproblems]

Fallout 4 Random Companion Headcanons

Wrote these a few years ago, too nervous then to share them.

Ada

-Ada was built in 2268. She's about 21 years old.

-Her first memory is of seeing The Mechanist in front of her. Then she watched as The Mechanist removed their head and smiled.

-She's Isabel's first project. 

-Her voice was originally supposed to be more synthesized and robotic, but the more human sound was easier for Isabel to work with.

-Ada prefers to travels in groups with 3-4 people, knowing fully well a robot is a higher target for scavvers.

- Her base body was constructed from many different trial runs of the "ADA" project.

-She's programmed to remain indifferent but the nagging voice in her programming says to do good things in order to to aid other people.

-Ada appreciates the effort Sole goes through to upgrade her body. She doesn't think it's necessary and she's somewhat sentimental about her original form.

-She finds Codsworth's attachment to Sole strange. Almost too human, those Mr. Handy's.

Cait

-Cait loves baths. Bubble baths with bath bombs and even a little rubber ducky. Only Sole knows this.

-The rubber ducky's name is Codsworth. Will not explain why.

-Can fire a rifle over her shoulder behind her. (Annie Oakley style)

-Hates Jazz music. Says it's too slow and calm. Really dislikes it because she's uncomfortable slow dancing with anyone.

-Allergic to feathers. Rad chickens make her sick to be around.

-But once the feathers are removed, the chicken has been cut up, and cooked with some veggies and a loaf of bread, loves it.

-Chicken soup is her favourite dish. Only likes Sole's chicken soup though. Will not eat anyone else’s.

-Shot put would be her favourite sport. Throwing a heavy metal sphere a very long distance is goals.

Codsworth

-Codsworth can speak 8 languages. Including: English, Spanish, French, Japanese, German, Italian, Polish, and Swedish.

-Can recognize almost every written language and translate but lacks the programming to speak every one.

-Nate/Nora got him two years before Shaun was born.

-Sole did minimal repair work on him, and offered to polish him every time he got a dent or scratch.

-He always accepted the polish offer. Very wary of Sole doing factory repairs on him. Would prefer professionals doing the delicate work.

-Always celebrated Nate/Nora and Sole’s respective birthdays. For 200 years.

-When Sole called him "Family", he felt an odd electric pulse through his core processor. He decided to call it a skipped heart beat.

-Calls synth Shaun "Sonny", and "Young Master Shaun".

-Makes Sole's favourite meal when they come back home from Vault 111.

-Will ask to take over if he catches Sole doing chores.

-Hesitates when he has to bring up Sole's spouse knowing it's a touchy subject.

-His favourite friend of Sole's is Nick. Thinks Nick is a good role model for synth Shaun.

Curie

-Curie, like Codsworth can speak 8 languages. However, after becoming a synth, she can only speak about 4.

-Curie loves the feeling of velvet. Collects pieces of velvet clothing. 

-Once wore a velvet cape around because she loved the way it draped over her shoulders and fluttered when she walked.

-Has sensory phases. Music, nice noises, soft materials, different foods, perfumes, etc. Collects whatever makes her senses happy.

-During the "feeling phase" her favourite feeling was holding Sole's hand. Loved running her hand over the surface of water. And velvet.

-Talks out what her feelings are with Piper. Piper explains to her what the "spin spin spin" in her head meant.

-Favourite smell is fresh baked bread. Bakes bread with Mama Murphy every weekend.

-Favourite sweet food is mutfruit pie. Will badger Piper to make it with her.

-Curie's motor functions are still new. Sometimes she misses what she was trying to grab and fumbles.

Danse

-Danse is a horrid mechanic. You'd think spending time in the BoS and dedicating time to auto repair with Ingram. Can't put a toaster together.

-But Power Armor is a piece of cake. Can't do much with pre-war tech, yet fixing power armor is as easy as making breakfast.

-Like all gen 3 synths, he loves Fancy Lad snack cakes. He'd share whatever box he'd find with the squires around the Prydwen.

-Scribe Haylen would volunteer to work alongside Danse on all his scouting missions.

-Danse found out Deacon was the one who stuck the dildo to his power armor. He made sure Deacon's wigs were the same bright purple color the very next day.

-Loves country music. When a traveling courier stops by and shares their western/country music, he actually dances. 

-Has a heart for kids. Even Billy. 

-Leg bouncing habit. Can't bounce his leg in power armor but as soon as he's out, his leg's jittering.

Deacon

-Deacon is in his late 40's. 

-Did not lie about his wife and the University Point Deathclaws.

-Enjoys learning about Pre-war culture, spends free time with ghouls asking them about the past.

-Sole can fool him easily about prewar facts though. 

-Has incredible luck with the pie claw game. Has won 8 times while traveling with Sole.

-Loves making silly bets. "I bet I can skip this plate across the lake at least 1 time." Proceeds to throw the plate at the water horizontally. 

-Doesn't hate Danse. He will pull pranks on him though. Once stuck a dildo on the back of Danse's power armour. 

-His hair grows quickly so he has to shave every day.

-Shaves his head, isn't bald. Shaved head works better with his pompadour wig. 

-Doesn't like mutfruit. Says it's too acidic and hurts his gums.

-Has a rifle-shaped scar on his forearm. Will tell a different story for it every time.

-Once drank a dozen Nuka Cola Quantums on a dare. His pee glowed for a week.

-Tried going vegetarian once. ONCE. Found out being vegetarian means eating no meat or dairy products. Had to have Sole explain that, while gross, radroach could technically be  considered meat.

-Is kinda clumsy. Always bumps into counter edges and stubs his toes on bits of debris.

-Doesn't lie about his family. And when Sole calls him family, promises to never lie about family again.

Gage

-Gage juggled skii balls to entertain the last Overboss, Colter.

-He enjoys small shooting competitions with MacCready, Sole, and X6. All four are sharp shooters.

-Fastest learner. Spent an entire week learning how to cook Sole's old recipes. He can cook them better than anyone with the exception of Codsworth.

-Hums when he works. 

-Had a one night stand with Nisha. Ended so bad, he avoids that area of the park at all costs.

-Hates cats. Had an awful run in with a rad lion. Radiated Mountain Lion that tore a scar deep down his back. 

-Does routine maintenance on the rides in the park. He knows how everything works there. From social hierarchy - to the intricacies of the Vault Tec: Among the Stars ride.

-His favourite flavour of Nuka Cola is Nuka Cola Victory. Rare to find but easily the best.

-Record farthest shot is a bean can from 410 meters. 

-He's a lightweight. Only two beers and he's buzzed enough to sing along with Red-Eye.

-Will tell a different story every time if anyone asks about the eye patch.

Hancock

-Hancock is a history buff. Loves learning about colonial era civilization. 

-Has spent days with Kent Connolly researching Silver Shroud information. He knows more about the Silver Shroud than any other companion.

-Has had a fling with every person in Goodneighbor at least once. Even Kleo. 

-At least in a sexual way, he is extremely open minded. Welcomes new experiences and new information given anywhere anytime.

-Had a decent childhood with his brother. He remembers tending to the mutfruit trees with him and eating every other piece they picked.

-Adores pickles. Would sit and eat an entire jar of pickles just because he loves the cronch so much.

-All time favourite chem is Mentats. Loves making intellectual jokes while high as a kite.

-Does not know what a lot of pre-war expressions mean, but enjoys saying them and hearing them from Sole.

-Is a master at repairing clothing. How else does the frock stay in such good condition? He tends to it every night.

-As far as euphemisms for ghouls go, he likes "beef jerky".

Longfellow

-Longfellow met Hannah while out hunting. She blasted a trapper's head clean off, and he fell harder than the trapper's body.

-He spent his youth training, hoping to become a Brotherhood soldier one day.

-And then he met a vertibird full of them. They called Far Harbor a dump while gathering supplies there. Officially decided to cease all training.

-Managed to take down 17 Mirelurks in 3 minutes. 

-Holds the record in Acadia for alcohol consumption. All records involving alcohol consumption.

-He's really fit? Longfellow could and has bench pressed Sole. 

-He only did so because Hancock and MacCready wouldn't shut up about it.

-Loves singing old shanty songs and dancing with Sole. Only when no one else is around though.

-After the events at Far Harbor, he decides to go sailing along the coast. Wants to see the world more.

MacCready

-MacCready does brush his teeth. He brushes his teeth regularly. He started brushing after he left Little Lamplight. By that point the damage was already done.

-Lucy was the one to convince him to brush his teeth.

-He can't stand the smell of lavender. Lavender candles, lavender lotion, etc...makes him feel  nauseous.

-He named his sniper rifle, "Lucy"

-Won't drink brahmin milk with cereal even to Sole's encouragement.

-Is very well read. Vault 87 had many educational textbooks hidden among the super mutants.

-MacCready was the longest lasting mayor in L.L. He was mayor for 6 years.

-He has no idea what television is and is afraid to ask any pre-wars about it.

-Wary of all ghouls, both feral and normal. He's not bias to non-ferals, but he is a little uncomfortable.

-Had a crush on Lone Wanderer when they first visited L.L. Mac told Joseph and he made fun of him.

Nick

-Nick has an oral fixation. Smokes out of habit and having the familiar feeling of a cigarette between his lips feeds into human nostalgia.

-His right hand is missing skin because he fidgets only his right. Whether it was picking at the fraying plastic or rubbing the fake skin raw.

-He lost the chunk of neck skin after Myrna accused him of working for the Institute. Tore off a chunk to prove he wasn't a perfect person or an infiltrator synth.

-Ellie was the first person in Diamond City to wholly accept Nick as he is. She asked to work with him as soon as he decided to stay.

-Piper and Nick have jam sessions where they have heavy debates about Diamond City law enforcement and criminal misuse of power in the capitalistic society of pre-war USA.

-Met Dogmeat under an overpass. He handed the dog a snack cake and scratched his head. They've been close pals ever since.

-Will "sleep" around Sole. He'll lay down and manually put himself into "sleep mode". Any unnecessary functions will shut down. He lets his thoughts take over. All Sole hears is the faintest fan whir.

Piper

-Piper plans Sole's 211th birthday. She goes all out, collects balloons, bakes several cakes with Codsworth, makes everyone attend and threatens anyone who would act up. "It's Blue's first birthday out here, you WILL behave!"

-Knows how to make mutfruit preserves, mutfruit pie, mutfruit jam and jelly. Makes it for Nat constantly.

-Has a notebook dedicated to little tidbits of info about Sole.

-Nat is exactly 8 years, 5 months, and 25 days younger than Piper. 

-Piper has interviewed every person in Diamond City. Made a game of it with Nat at first, then she just kept going with it.

-Piper has awful shorthand. Almost as bad as Curie's shorthand. Still illegible. 

-Piper's handwriting is so bad, Nat does the writing for the paper. Piper writes the final draft and Nat copies it, and sends it through the printing press.

-Despite bad handwriting, Piper is very eloquent. Can make a super mutant sound like good date idea or convince anyone how the mayor might actually be a synth.

-Her favourite of Sole's friends is Kent Connolly. Would gladly dress up and act out Silver Shroud episodes with him and Sole.

Preston

-Preston has insomnia. Cannot sleep well. Has had insomnia since Quincy. 

-Can sleep well if he's sleeping beside someone.

-Has a box under his bed of little knick-knacks children have given him over the years. Can't bear to get rid of the kid's gifts.

-He actually likes all of Sole's friends. Even Strong.

-Hates coconut. Once found an Almond-Joy while scaving and couldn't finish it to save his life.

-All time favourite candy is Peanut Brittle. Hard to find but gnawing on the hard chunks is somewhat soothing to him.

-Loves back rubs. Giving and receiving but only from close friends or lovers.

-Once accidently drank a bottle of perfume. MacCready told him it was a bottle of fancy expensive wine. 

-Sturges and Preston are the closest of friends, no less maybe more.

Strong

-Strong knows how to jump rope.

-But double dutch is a mystery.

-Before Sole, he only ate meat raw. Sole taught him how to cook it.

-Also lacks patience to cook, but slowly learning.

-Strong was created in Vault 87 after the bombs dropped but remembers nothing from being human.

-Doesn't understand bubblegum. Will always swallow it after a few seconds of chewing.

-Likes having poetry and plays read to him. 

-Sleeps holding Sole or having Sole laying across his stomach. 

-Loves fire. The smell, the feeling of heat against his hardened skin, the taste of charred meat, and watching the embers fly up and turn to ash.

-Strong can read, but chooses not to because super mutants discourage any educational behavior. 

-Likes the sound of clacking keys on a terminal. He'll turn one on and mess around with the keyboard just to hear the different sounds each key makes.

-He can't decide if hand-to-hand combat is better than using guns.

X6-88

-X6 doesn't like using plasma. He thinks the plasma is less accurate. 

-But laser weapons are his jam.

-Spends excessive amount of time augmenting his weapon. 

-If Sole helped, he would be "happy". Would never say it, but a tiny smirk would pop up on his face for half a second.

-Will collect Fancy Lad Snack Cakes. Hoards them in his bedroom in Sanctuary and in the Institute. 

-Sole found his stash and X6 blushed for the first time when they confronted him. 

-He called Sole "Mom" instead of Ma'am once. She won't let him live it down.

-He called Sole "Dad" after hearing Shaun call him "Dad" all day. He won't let him live it down.

-Actually likes kids. Won't show emotions, get down to their level, or speak to kids. But he doesn't hate children. 

-Especially likes synth Shaun. He taught synth Shaun how to use a laser pistol. Shaun found out and put X6 on probation for a month.

Bonus Vault Tec Rep and Kent Connolly under the cut.

Vault Tec Rep

-Rep spent a couple decades learning how to draw. Loves drawing from life. Mostly draws people. Occasionally draws ferals, mutants, and various animals.

-Was engaged before the war, lasted about 2 years before she died of cancer.

-His favorite food was and still is a well grilled medium rare steak.

-A total neat freak. Every space he uses as a homestead has to be thoroughly cleaned of any bacteria, ticks, dust, dirt, radiation residue, etc

-Teased in school for his red hair. "Rusty" was his least favorite nickname.

-He's extremely susceptible to pet names. Doesn't have to be anything sexual or romantic, just pet names. He blushes like a starstruck starlet.

-Loves love. Romance and old-timey corny love stories. He like to woo his partner. Flowers, chocolate, dancing, movie dates, hand written poems, you name it. 

-He misses his old red hair. Years of being a brunette and he's a little bitter about his hair.

-Least favourite part of The Wasteland is amount of bodies he sees on a daily basis. He saw about zero bodies a day on average before the war. Even in Goodneighbor, the average has risen to about 4 bodies a week. 

-Favourite part of The Wasteland is the ability to just go anywhere. After realizing he didn't have any obligation to stay any specific place, he just traveled around for a few decades.

-His father worked for Vault-Tec, and when he graduated high school, he was given a job immediately. 

-Didn't hate it. Didn't love it at first, but he had a real knack for selling.

-He never had an office in Boston HQ. He got the van, and got a sweet bonus for being top salesman, but never his own office. 

-Despite being top salesman, he was only allowed on the first and second floors. He didn't find out till after the bombs dropped that the basement and third floor up had the plans for the various vaults in the area.

-He can't apologize enough to Sole. After thinking on it and checking out vault 111 by himself, he truly feels sorry for what happened.

-Sole gets him a set of steak knives for Christmas. They're homemade by Sole. They tell him he's earned far more than a knife set, but if that's what he's pining for...

-He treasures it so much, he rarely uses them. Just before he leaves for work in the morning, he checks them over and admires them.

-He and Sole have spent days just telling each other pre war stories. He almost knows more about Sole than Piper does. And he's a little proud of that fact.

-He gets along best with, of all people, Deacon. Good sense of humour and always interested in pre-war info.

-Second best is Piper. A nice lady who snoops too much, but does treat everyone with respect and tries to remain unbiased.

Kent Connolly

-Kent was 23 when the bombs dropped.

-He was sleeping in on the Saturday morning when he heard the air raid sirens.

-Hid in his house's basement till the sirens stopped. 

-And then the radiation sickness took over. 

-It took him about 3 months to turn ghoulish. Quicker than most. 

-He dislikes Goodneighbor - the town as a whole. The people are fine, the resources are serviceable, and the safety assured is nice. But he hates how back alley it feels.

-Misses his family the most. They weren't the best, but they made him feel loved and important.

-Speaking of which, Kent had a huge family. I'm talking brothers, sisters, cousins for days, aunts, uncles...he remembers family reunions as huge gatherings chock full of food and kids running amuck.

-Maybe, just maybe, he enjoys seeing Sole all dressed like Shroud a little too much. He's a big fan.

-Once spent 4 grand on a mint condition Issue no. 3 Silver Shroud comic just to find out it was a forgery. Never got that refund. :(

-Writes really well. But only writes Silver Shroud fanfiction. Piper almost convinced him to help write an article about how crime differed before the war and after the war. But he turned her down.

-Nick has agreed to dress up as Shroud if Sole dresses up like Grognak or Mistress of Mystery. But only if Sole dresses up too.

-Irma refers to him as her son. Amari will not say the same, but she also doesn't protest.

-He used to work in comic book shop. (Of course he did.) 

-He writes self insert Silver Shroud fanfiction all the time. After the events at the hospital with Sinjin, the Shroud in his fanfictions suddenly start using Sole's pronouns and is described as physically similar as Sole.

[im-totally-not-an-alien]

Final Fantasy prompts #48

1. Jenova moms Cloud, but he doesn't realize it's Jenova.

Everyone else recognizes her in all her purple tentacly glory, but say nothing because Cloud hasn't looked this happy in years. Maybe its OK to let him live a lie, if only for a little while...

Also, they're kinda afraid of her

2. "Why do you live all the way out in the sticks?" Cid growled, munching on an unlit cigarette.

"Cause I can do this." He said, before whistling and promptly falling onto his back.

"What the hell are you even doing-" Cid began before they were both swarmed by dogs.

Big dogs, medium dogs, fluffy dogs, dogs with small tails so many dogs. Many of whom where licking the blonds face where he lay.

Aka Cloud owns a cabin in the woods for the sole purpose of getting swarmed by wild dogs and letting them lick his depression away.

3. Time traveler Cloud, but not quite.

Its a 12 year old escaped expirement created by fusing Clouds and Sephiroths DNA. S2, as he was labeled, kidnapped Cadet Cloud and kept the struggling blond with him as he traveled to the northern crater.

He keeps referring to Cloud as Mother and Sephiroth as Father, something that freaks Cloud out and made Sephiroth highly curious.

Upon closer inspection, the silverette saw peices of himself in the boy, in his eye shape, in his fighting style, and especially in his personality.

S2 dotes on his Mother, giving him everything he desires, everything but his freedom.

Cloud just has to get used to his life of semi-luxury...and being brodal carried by S2 and every gods damned SOLDIER he meets apparently.

4. RM Cloud wacking Sephiroth in the face with a broom. The silverette just stares at his puppet and says, "Really?"

5. Cloud finding Sephiroth in a moment of weakness and deciding a bit of revenge was in order.

6. Slightly unhinged time traveler Sephiroth x Slightly unhinged time traveler Cloud

7. Yuffie stalking different members of AVALANCHE out of boredom, only to wind up saving one of thier lives

8. Reeves Cait Sith dolls go rouge and declare war on the remaining SOLDIERS, believing that the living J cells in thier bodies were harming the planet.

Reeve doesn't want to hurt his sons. But Cloud has become something of a baby brother to him, and he would never forgive himself if something were to happen to the stubborn blond

9. Time traver Cloud coming to Aerith for advice after he lands, but she immediately sensed the Calamity from the Stars in him and started screaming bloody murder.

He had to fight Reno and Rude and easily defeated them, but by the time he was done, Aerith had escaped, leaving a confused and distraught blond.

He gives Reno an alias to protect his younger self and then promptly decides to GTFO.

Aerith winds up running into Tseng and Angeal, and she spills the beans about the Cetra and her heritage, as well as the Calamity and her child.

Angeal tries not to vibrate with excitement, after all, it looks like his lifelong dream of saving the world might be coming true. It seemed further reinforced by the fact the blond broke into the tower and freed several expiraments and killed many of the scientists. He was seen running off with a red lion-wolf creature before they lost track of him.

He, Aerith, Genesis, and Sephiroth wind up joining a party together to stop him. They essentially blackmailed the company to keep them off thier backs while they saved the world.

Cloud however, joined up with Nanaki and Vincent, but was also being targeted by the AVALANCHE of this time as well as thier own mad scientist, Fuhito, who's almost giddy that three of the esteemed professor Hojo's powerful expirements have escaped and are "Up for grabs"

Cloud may or may not also have a deal going with Jenova, who is offering him guidance with his new abilities as well as love. He knows she's manipulating him, but he feels so lost and vulnerable. He let her in and he wasn't even sure if he regrets it.

Also Jenova manipulating Sephiroth and his group by convincing them that she's "The Goddess Jenova" and revealed that she's Sephiroths mom. She convices them that the blond is evil and must be stopped. No one questions why she only speaks to them when Aerith is away.

Yeah, Clouds not having a good time. Kinda based off of another prompt of mine and I felt the need to expand on it. So, yeah.

10. The president, his son and the directors are killed off by Reeve, who has finally taken a stand and did a hostile takeover of the company.

11. Time traveler Reeve?

Better, Cait Sith gains sentience and time travels

12. Sephiroth revives again after the events of DeepGround and grabs up Cloud, embracing him like a lover as he flies into the air with him.

He basically tells Cloud that he's defeated him three times in a row, he's fascinated by him, and that Clouds going to be his bride.

Cloud is not okay with this

As it turns out, neither is Tifa, Clouds girlfriend.

The ensueing catfight is glorious

13. Cloud gets catcalled more often than anyone in thier little group. Apparently, he's a living creeper magnet, he couldn't tell you how many times people have just disregarded his personal space, bought him crap expecting a 'favor' in return, randomly touched his hair, bugged him for his number or a date, strait up tried to follow him home, ect.

The sheer entitlement both men and women seem to think they have over him is astounding. It's gotten to the point everyone has noticed and became protective of him. The blond himself? He's not afraid to make someone swallow thier teeth, regardless of gender.

14. Angeal loves photography, everyone knows that.

What people don't know is that he takes pictures of anything he deems beautuful. Birds, trees, flowers, clouds...406 pictures of the moon and even more of the stars. That was fine.

The problem arose when Genesis snooped through Angeals computer/apartment and found his secret photo collection. He swiped it and brought it to Sephiroths office to go through it with him.

Everything was normal, until they found a gorgeous picture of Genesis igniting his surroundings in flame.

Then they found some pics of Sephiroth standing in the moonlight with Masamune drawn. They were both extremely flattered by how lovely these were...until it got wierder. There were pictures of monsters, Cadets, Angeal's pup, Zack, several a few pictures of a blond trooper, an anthropomorphic cat with a cape and crown and...Turks?!

The worst part, however, was when they noticed that not a single person, not even themselves, where looking at the camera.

The fact they didn't remember having thier picture taken chilled them further.

Aka Angeal might have an addiction. Or an obsession.

15. Cloud has had a crush on Zack for a long time, but when Zack starts play flirting with him he thinks he has a chance and makes his move...and is promptly rejected.

Cloud plays it off as a joke and Zack buys it. The heartbroken blond finds a place to hide and quietly sob his eyes out.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, for him, he gets found and comforted by the Lord of Loveless himself, Genesis Rhapsodos.

Genesis had followed the subtle sounds of sorrow with the intention of either taunting the individual or reciting Loveless to them, as he adored a literal captive audience...but this...this was different.

He found himself rocking the pretty lovesick fool in his arms and mentally kicked himself for winding up in this situation.

On the other hand, he managed to score a date.

Bonus: Time traveler Sephiroth causing a scene by hard core flirting with CC Cloud and destroying a building and a man with a single swipe of Masamune, thus getting the attention of the entire Shinra army.

Fortunately the battle between the Sephiroths was cut short when Time traveler Cloud intervened with a spray bottle full of Aeriths holy water and essentially held him at gunpoint (spray bottle point?) as he retreated.

He fled before anyone could do much of anything, thus leaving everyone involved with so many unanswered questions.

[every-marveler-ever]

My 10 Step Plan

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Word Count: 1108

Summary: Tom has been Pinning after you for months. It was time to put his plan into action. What could go wrong with a solid 10 step plan? A beautiful girl.

Warnings: Some classic Tom Holland (awkwardness) charm ahead.

A/N: This was inspired by not only my own want but from @averyfosterthoughts ask so thank you! Also a continuation of The Quietness but can be read by it's self.

Tom had been pinning after you for months. By months he meant 16 months, 21 days and 9 hours. These last 16 months that you had known each other he swears you had his heart. Originally you were just Zendaya’s hot colleague and then her super cute friend. Now you were his super cute, adorable, awkward friend.

Just friend.

Who he would casually take on long dates and walks in the park.

He had a plan.

A plan to make you his girlfriend. If his calculations were correct (and they could easily be wrong) he could do it in 10 perfectly planned steps.

Step 1; Plant The Folder.

It was just like a spy movie, he would plant the folder and leave with no questions asked.

That was not how the first step went.

This should have been a hard task, but she was an actor, a clumsy one at that (another reason they were perfect for each other) folders were apart of their jobs. He used Zendaya as an excuse and planted the purple folder on your breakfast bar. Only for you to move it to the coffee table, away from him.

Oh.

So the plan didn’t go perfectly but he landed himself a date. 

A coffee date at starbucks down the road which would hopefully lead to a second date. If he wasn’t the awkward geek that Harrison kept calling him. But this would lead him to step 2.

Step 2; Land A Date

This step was the most important step. This step was the major step towards dating.

And you had already ruined his second step. 

You asked him to coffee. YOU asked him to coffee. 

He didn’t even have a chance to even think about asking you, well that wasn’t entirely true he had made a 10 step plan to make you his girlfriend. But you had invited him to stay for dinner and then continued to ask if he wanted to join you for coffee the next morning. 

Tom left your house and immediately began planning. What he should wear, how he should speak and what he should order.

There is so much that goes into a date.

Step 3; Complete Said Date

Take a shower, check

Get dressed, check

Skip coffee, check

Catch the 9 o’clock bus.

He was running late for your date.

Your date that was supposed to be absolutely perfect for you.

It didn’t bother you. You were sitting on your phone scrolling through Instagram when he arrived. Making him less worried then when he originally thought of you reaction to him being late (alot of “how could you” ‘s and “why did you take so long” ‘s).

Your reaction was a smile and a wave excited to see him.

Not at all what he expected.

Sitting down he smiled at you, a big, gorgeous white teeth smile. Classic Tom Holland charm. 

“Have you ordered yet?” 

A simple question to start off a conversation and because he was late it made it all the more perfect.

“No didn’t really know what I wanted, how about you?” smiling he nodded looking up to the list of Starbucks drinks.

Laughing you pointed to the board at a particular drink “what about a Spiderman fro Mr. Peter Parker himself.”

This date was going pretty perfectly.

Step 4; Launching The Second Date 

After the first date you both caught the train back to your apartment and spent time together. Spent lunch together.

Your coffee date turned into a lunch date.

“Thomas move,” shouting at him to move so you could get to the oven to pull out the chicken for your wraps. It was cute.

Though it only made Tom move more in front of the oven smiling sweetly at you. “Make me, sweetheart,” that good old Holland charm, the one continuous thing he had been showing through the whole date. The rest of it consisted of his cute superhero awkwardness that you heard Harrison talk so much about.

You had to agree to one point of Harrison’s statement, he was cute.

Very cute.

Smirking you changed you thoughts kissing his cheek, smiling to yourself proud.

You just skipped 4 steps.

This cleary wasn’t the thought on Tom’s mind as he shyly moved away from the oven cupping his cheek. You only smirked so proud of yourself for getting to the oven. Your main goal.

Pulling out the chicken you turn back to him to see him paralised “are you okay you look slightly shocked,” you laughed thinking it was a phase.

What you didn’t know was that you just shocked the boy who loved you into silence.

Shaking your head you set up the waps, the chicken, lettuce and tomatoes plus any conderments you could possibly want, happy with yourself with what you have accomplished in such a short time. Turning and suddenly Tom was there in front of you “can I do something for you,” you asked slightly scared.

“Do you do this for everyone?”

Shocked the only thing you can do is shake your head. “What are you talking about?”

His settles down into one of the chairs around the table sighing before he speaks. “This,” he motions around him to everything “invite boys into your home, go on dates with them, make them dinner and lunch,” and then he pauses, whispering under his breath them “kiss them.”

It was a straight answer, you didn’t even have to think about it “no.”

“So your not just leading me on,” you weren’t heratbroken that Tom would even think that, think that you weren’t in this for the long hull.

“Of course not,”you nearly shouted  “I care for you because I really like you, and I feel like a teenager again because I said that.” Smiling you took his hands and made him stand up “if you screwed your whole 10 step plan and asked me right now to be your girlfriend I would say yes, no doubt.”

With that speech in his head he smiled nodding and sitting down at the table beginning to create his wrap. Leaving a heartbroken girl.

It took 4 more dates, 2 months, 25 days and  17 hours until he finally asked.

In front of everyone on the current set you were working on.

Him getting down on one knee, with you ridiculously sweaty and, opening a necklace case opening to a silver necklace with your initials engraved on a silver heart.

You wouldn’t have it any other way.

Now that he had finally finished his ten step plan he had a new project.

My 100 Step Plan To Getting Y/N To Marry Me.

MASTERLIST

Taglist: @averyfosterthoughts

Love, Cait

[pantherlover]

Rosemary and Rue Re-Read: Part 3

Here’s part 3!  As always: while I may not remember all of the details, I’ve read all of the books up to Night and Silence and will be referring to them in these posts.  These are not spoiler free recaps.

Chapter 4

I spent most of the beginning of this chapter muttering ‘Fuck you, Evening’ because of how horribly guilty Toby feels (and continues to feel) over missing her calls.  

It can’t be a coincidence that both Evening and the Luidaeg a) settled down in the same city and b) settled down on the mortal side of the city.  is there something special about San Francisco?  Did one of them settle down there and the other followed?

Something that occurred to me in this chapter: how did Evening’s mortal body appear in her apartment?  I know Toby says that the night haunts replace the bodies of dead fae, but I’d assume that they only do that with fae that, you know, can’t come back to life.  I’m pretty sure that Evening actually for real dies, so there would’ve been a body, but no reason for the night haunts to come to take her body.  Did she make the fake body herself?  Does she have a deal with the night haunts to make a copy of her if she dies in the mortal world?  And how did her real body get out of the apartment?  Did she set something up with someone beforehand to take her body away for safekeeping?

“She had hair that wavered between black and purple, with highlights of pink, orange, and blue, like an aurora.”  I know that Evening is evil and heartless, but I love her hair so much.  Why does good hair happen to terrible people???

So I was wondering what was capable of permanently killing Evening, because I thought that Devin had used iron and silver, and that’s the only thing that we know for sure will kill a Firstborn, but when Toby rides Evening’s death she says they only used iron.  Does that mean that using iron and silver can still kill her?

Chapter 5

“I don’t even know anyone who’s actually seen [the night haunts].”  There are a lot of things in these earlier chapters that are very amusing when you compare them to later books.  There’s this sentence in particular, but the moment where Toby was talking about riding deaths and not being used to them was good too.

I forgot that Evening helped Sylvester fight to let Toby be knighted.  I wonder what her reasoning behind that was.  Did she want Toby to feel like she owed her?

I love the False Queen’s knowe.  It wouldn’t have suited Arden, and the redwood knowe is definitely more practical to visit, but the knowe in the bay seems so interesting.  I wish we’d seen more of it than the throne room, dungeons, and treasury.

Something I’ve wondered about for a while about the Queen’s knowe: who did it used to belong to?  Knowes don’t manifest themselves; someone actively has to create them.  Toby found the knowe, so we know that the Queen didn’t create it herself, and it must have been lost for a long time for it to be lost enough that the Cait Sidhe could use it, so who made it?  I might guess the Luidaeg, but the decor of polished marble, polished marble, and, lets’ see, more polished marble, doesn’t really sound like her style.

Here we meet the False Queen.  She probably would be strikingly beautiful to see in person, but I’ve been watching a LOT of renovation shows lately, and all-white anything just makes me want to throw something and shout ‘USE A DAMN COLOUR’ at her.  Although Toby mentions her dress and says ‘only a pureblood would accessorize with the ocean’, which sounds AWESOME and I would do it in a heartbeat if it was possible.

“I winced.  Between Tybalt and the Queen, it’s a wonder I don’t need therapy.”  Um.  There was a short story told from the Luidaeg’s pov that mentioned that Amandine’s illusions were the best, especially when she was deluding herself.  I think the skill of self-delusion might have been the only thing that Toby managed to learn from Amandine, because man she’s good.

The False Queen refusing to help Toby find Evening’s murderer is interesting, especially after we find out that Evening gave her the throne in the first place.  Is it because she’s scared of Evening, and she’s actually grateful Evening’s dead?  Does she not want Evening’s murder investigated in case someone digging into Evening’s affairs might find something connected to her?

That’s it for now!  This is probably one of the shortest recaps I’ll do; succinct is not something I’ve ever been accused of.  As always, come talk to me about stuff!

[flightandsurvival]

What’s your name? Cait.

How old are you? 27.

What’s your hair and eye color? Nearly black and dark brown.

How tall are you? 5′3″

What’s your relationship status? Single. 

What’s your favorite song? Hmm... I’m not sure I have one favorite. 

What does that song mean? What is the message behind it? x

Is it your favorite because you relate to it, or do you just like the beat? x

Have any pets? If so, what are they and what’s their names? Dex is a chihuahua, Bean is a torbie.

Have you ever met your idol? If so, were they nice or were they kind of an ass? I have had the unique opportunity to meet a celebrity that I greatly admire and she was very nice. 

What’s your favorite method of gaming? (PC, Xbox, Playstation, etc) None. 

If you’re in college, what’s your major and why did you pick it? I’m getting my master’s in social work. 

How’re you doing today? I had a weirdly great day. 

What color are your bedroom walls? Off white. 

Describe your favorite shirt. My favorite shirt is a mfm merch shirt that says “toxic masculinity ruins the party again.”

Use this space to tell someone off. Nah. 

What’s your view on smart watches? Cool or a waste of money? I think they’re very cool but I am not nearly able to afford one. 

What is one poster that you have hanging on your bedroom wall of? None. 

How many times have you moved in your life? A good handful. 

If you moved, do you like where you are now better than where you were? I like this place, I’ve lived here nearly 4 years. However, I am very excited about the possibility of moving in September. 

What’s your favorite color and why? Purple. It just is. 

Do you have a calendar? If so, what’s the theme? Yes, florals. It’s still on November. 

Have any famous person’s autographs? Nope. 

Do you draw well? Nope. 

What type of cell phone do you have? iPhone xr

Should you be doing anything else right now or are you just bored? I’m bored.

If you’re in school/college, what’s your favorite subject and why? My favorite subject must be social work... since that’s what I’m getting my master’s in. 

Are you a cat or a dog person? Why? Both. I love both my children equally.

Tell me about the plot of your favorite book. Young girl with a lot of cynicism about love finds it, self sabotages, and then gets it back.

Do you wear glasses or contacts? Yes. 

What do you think about horror movies? If you love them (I do), what’s your favorite? I enjoy them immensely. I’m not sure I have a favorite. 

Got any cool Christmas presents picked out for family or friends yet? I got my nephews walkie talkies. 

Do you do Black Friday shopping or wait for Cyber Monday? No. More of a cyber Monday gal. I also like to shop local. 

Have any mental illnesses? General anxiety disorder, panic disorder, and OCD. All three currently under great control. 

What’s your favorite word and why? Fuck. It’s just a great descriptor. 

What is the most expensive thing you own, and what is it? My car. 

Did you buy that item yourself? My mom helped, but then I paid her back because I am an adult. 

Where do you work and what is your postion? I work at a school as a supervisor.

How often do you cuss? Very. 

What type of car do you drive, if any? Chevy. 

Are you happy with it? If no, what’s your dream car? I like it. My dram car will forever be the OG VW bug. 

Do you have a lot of social media accounts? Which ones? Insta and snapchat. 

What is your favorite genre of music? Folk, blue grass, indie, alternative.

Does your family have holiday traditions? If so, what are they? Having some sort of relationship damaging conversation. 

If you’re in a relationship, are you happy with it? Not in one. 

How long have you been with your significant other? x

Do you like psychology? (It’s my college major). I enjoy it, I got my bachelors in psychology. Unfortunately, it’s too narrow a scope which is why I’ve taken up social work. As much as the individual’s brain chemicals matter, what matters more is the systematic garbage and social sanctions that create the individual’s environment and molds how they react and behave. 

What is something your state is popularly known for? Uhhh... Paul Revere.

Do you like to do craft projects? If so, what’s the coolest thing you made? Sometimes but I’m not super creative.

Do you watch sports or do you think they’re overrated? I think they’re overrated. I think that they put people in danger and they create this weird culture of worshiping people who are very flawed. I also think that the money in the industry would be better served elsewhere. 

What’s one occupation you think gets paid too much and doesn’t deserve to? ^ honestly any weird celebrity occupation. It’s a weird culture. 

Do you straigthen your hair? Sometimes. 

Ever dyed your hair a color that isn’t natural? (blue, pink, etc) Yes. 

How’s your relationship with your parents? Right now my relationship is very strained with my mom, which is kind of unusual for us but has been a long time coming. My relationship with my dad, on the other hand, has always been strong- my personality is exactly like his.

Do you still live with them or do you have your own house? I live in an apartment by myself. 

What’s something you are currently saving money for to buy? Possibly a home... within the next 5 years. 

Do you smoke/vape? If so, what brand do you smoke/what device do you use? I smoke weed. I use a pax. 

Ever done drugs? Only marijuana and one time I used adderall to complete a paper.  

Tell me one of your worst habits. Biting my nails. 

What’s a weird quirk you have that no one else you know does? Well, when I’m feeling overwhelmed or anxious I will touch my fingernails to my thumb in a pattern... guess that’s the OCD. 

If you game, what type of headset do you use? I don’t. 

What type of computer do you own, and do you like it? Chromebook. It works for me. 

What’s the thing that annoys you the most? Work politics. 

What brand of TV do you have? Vivio or something like that. 

Are you excited for Christmas? (It’s December 1st today when I made this) I’m excited to have my nephews and nieces around. 

Tell me about your favorite vacation you’ve taken. Phuket, Thailand. I went with one of my best friends for 10 days and soaked up the culture. 

Tell me something cool about yourself. I’m cool in general. 

Did/do you get good grades in school/college? In grade school and high school- not particularly because I didn’t apply myself because I had untreated anxiety and depression. In college I did amazingly because I lived with my dad and had ample support and was doing a lot of great self-care shit. 

What’s your ringtone on your phone? The Office. 

What’s your favorite store to shop in? Book stores. 

If you won the lottery, what is the first thing you would buy and why? I’d pay off the loans.

How long have you had a Bzoink account? No. 

Ever been to Field of Screams? If so, what’s your favorite attraction? No. 

Do you own a Polaroid camera? No.

Do you have hardwood floor in your room or carpet? Hardwood. I hate carpeting. 

It’s a Saturday night, what are you typically doing? I’m either at work or just having a lowkey evening in. 

Do you have a lot of friends or do you not have any at all? I have a lot of friends. 

What’s your all time favorite movie and why? Practical Magic. It’s just a classic. 

How many blankets do you sleep with at night? One. 

What’s the last TV show you watched? Did you enjoy it? Virgin River. It’s fine... but really I don’t “watch” tv... it’s typically background noise. 

Do you prefer cable TV or do you use Netflix? I stream only. 

What is your dream job and why? Therapist specializing in children and adolescents with anxiety disorders. 

Do you think you would be a good therapist? Absolutely. 

What’s your favorite brand of clothing? Not sure...

[bee-kathony]

Love Like This | Ch. 4 “you’ll be gone from my life” 

- Sam & Cait AU

Ch. 1 “silver in the sunlight” | Ch. 2 “you light up my whole heart” | Ch. 3 “nothing else could matter in our life” 

Scotland 2015

A lot can happen in the space of a year…

A child can be conceived and born nine months later, a couple can get engaged and married, and distance can grow between hearts that were meant to be bonded for life.

The beginning of 2015 for Sam and Caitriona started out well and went along much like the previous year had. The second half of season one was airing in a few months and towards the end of the May they would start filming season two.

As any couple, they went through ups and downs as they tried to navigate their relationship. Being in the spotlight wasn’t a helpful factor either. But they made it work the best they knew how. They decided to try and be as professional as possible when they were attending work events.

However, sometimes it was hard for them. It seemed to be harder for Sam to control himself around Cait when all he wanted to do was tell the world she was his — to claim her.

He especially felt this way on the night of their mid-season premiere in New York.

The purple dress. That damn purple dress.

It would be Sam’s undoing. The way it curved Caitriona’s body in all the right places, with a small slit at the bottom. And the top, Christ, the top barely covered her breasts. The black lace with thin black lines covering her chest left nothing to the imagination. As if Sam needed an excuse to imagine Cait without any clothes on.

Cait had walked out of the bathroom, her hair and makeup done, in only black panties and one of his white shirts. The mid-season premiere was tonight and they needed to leave in twenty minutes.

“Have you seen my shoes, babe?”

Sam blinked several times, his gaze never leaving Cait’s mile long legs. “Um, no I havena seen them.”

“You havena,” Cait mocked him with a snort. Sam’s accent grew thicker the longer he spent in Scotland and even thicker when he was turned on — all control of his tongue was lost.

Laughing, Sam cast his gaze towards the hotel closet, “They’re over there, Balfe.”

She flashed her teeth at him and walked over to the closet, bending at the waist to pick up her shoes.

“Don’t move,” Sam said quickly from his seat in the corner of the room where he had been waiting for her to finish getting ready.

Cait turned her head, looking back at him over her shoulder. Her arse was in the air and with her legs spread just slightly, he could almost see her pink lips that he knew would be wet for him if he touched her there.

“I’m going to get a crick in my back if I stay in this position,” she laughed and Sam felt his stomach twist at the sound. Screw the premiere, all he wanted was time alone with her, time to just be.

With a mischievous look in his eyes, Sam rose from his chair and came to stand directly behind Cait, moving his hands on either side of her waist. Slowly he pushed up the white shirt until her breasts were exposed and he cupped them gently.

“The things I could do to ye, Cait.”

“Jesus,” she shuddered underneath his touch as his rough hands moved over her breasts, and her nipples stood at attention. “We don’t have time,” she started to stand back up, but he kept his hand on her lower back and pressed himself against her. He was hard and it was all because of her. Sam was wearing a light grey suit and if he wasn’t careful he would end up staining it.

Just as Cait let out a deep moan and Sam slid his hand over her arse, a knock came from the door and they both jumped apart, breath ragged.

“Shit,” Sam cursed under his breath and walked quickly to the bathroom, shutting himself in while Cait answered the door.

Quickly pulling her shirt down, Cait looked through the peep hole before answering, letting her stylist come in.

“Hi love,” she smiled.

“Ready to get all dressed up?” Her stylist walked in with the dress bag and set it down on the bed. Inside was a beautiful long sleeved purple dress and the front was a bit see through — not that Cait minded.

Once she was all zipped up, she took a final look in the mirror and her stylist deemed her practically perfect, leaving for the night.

Caitriona slipped one high heel on at a time and then knocked on the bathroom door.

“Is she gone?” Sam said quietly through the door.

Cait tried to jiggle the handle but he had locked himself in. “Yes, she bloody is. Will you come out now?” She couldn’t help but laugh.

Sam opened the door, a bashful grin on his face that changed to a look of complete desire when his eyes trailed down her body.

“Fuck me,” he muttered and immediately picked up her hand and twirled her around. “When we get back after the premiere…” he lowered his gaze to the front of the dress — the see through bit and bit his bottom lip. “That dress isna stayin��� on verra long, Balfe.”

“Oh is it not?” Cait smirked and before Sam’s hands could pull her against him, she picked up her purse from the front table and opened the door. “We better get this night over with as quick as possible then.”

Groaning, Sam followed after her, shoving his hands deep in his pockets as they met the rest of the group downstairs in the lobby. How was he ever supposed to control himself around her tonight when she looked like that?!

++++++

The night had been fun, more than fun actually, but Cait kept thinking about Sam’s promise. The promise to take off her dress when they got back to the hotel and she blushed as she remembered Sam having a hard time walking on the red carpet tonight.

She knew that when she chose this dress to wear tonight, it would drive him wild. And that was exactly what she wanted.

For the past few months, things had been going great, more than great with Sam. Caitriona had been filming on the movie Money Monster and had just wrapped after they did the paleyfest in LA. That night had been another spectacular evening when Cait couldn’t stop giggling like a schoolgirl with a crush.

She had never felt like this with anyone. Giddy. Bubbly. In love.

The way Sam looked at her, or smiled at her when she caught him staring made every cell in her body come alive in a way she had never experienced.

Now they had just said goodbye to the rest of the cast and were on the way back to their room and Sam was looking at her from across the elevator. Even though they were alone, he stood facing her, his eyes watchful. Caitriona could see his jaw tensing as his eyes flicked over her chest yet again.

Cait couldn’t help but let out a small whimper as she looked down and saw his cock straining against his trousers.

They remained silent as they walked down the hall to their room and Sam still didn’t touch her. All she wanted was his hands on her body, everywhere and nowhere all at once. She wanted his tongue on her… in her, covering her with his mouth in all the right spots that made her tick.

With the final latch of the door, Caitriona turned around to face him in the middle of the room.

“Well?”

Sam smirked, clicking his tongue and then his hands were at his tie, undoing it and pulling it free from around his neck.

“Ye tortured me tonight Cait,” he said and he walked behind her, one hand trailing down her arm, taking it in his large hand. “I could barely think straight with ye lookin’ like ye did.” She shivered as his breath tickled the back of her neck.

“I wanted to take ye right there, I didna ken about all those people,” he whispered in her ear and then took her other hand and she felt what must have been his tie around both of her wrists — fuck, he was tying her up.

“I’m goin’ to have ye beggin’, Cait.” Sam moved her hair off of her neck and placed a soft, wet kiss to her skin, making every hair raise on her body.

She nearly squealed when she suddenly felt his hands at her ankles and then she realized he wanted her to take off her shoes. Stepping out of them, she breathed a sigh of relief and flexed her toes instinctively.

“Sam,” Cait tried to reach for him as he came to stand before her, but his tie on her wrists was strong.

“Och, be patient, Caitriona.” He almost purred with joy he was getting out of this, seeing her struggle with being bound. It wasn’t the first time he had tied her up, but she had been thinking about this moment all night — how long could she wait until she burst into flames?

Sam held her gaze as he took a step back from her and slid out of his jacket, followed by his shoes and trousers. Then he folded them neatly on the chair near the tv and came to stand before her in only his boxers and button down.

“Please kiss me,” she whispered as he took a slow step forward and she let out a sigh of relief as his hand settled on her waist.

“I’m no goin’ to kiss ye until the very end,” he said this with his lips just inches away from hers and as she leaned forward, he pulled back with a deep chuckle.

She stood there, barefoot, hands tied behind her back, still wearing that purple dress and Sam couldn’t decide where to start. Her breathing was coming up short from her arousal and Sam watched her chest heave. Moving his hand slowly up her small waist, he cupped her breast.

The weight of it rested in his hand and he squeezed it firmly, feeling how hard her nipple was through the material. The dress gave anyone who was looking a perfect view of the teacup of her breasts and Sam had been staring at them all night long.

Pushing her so that her legs hit the back of the bed, he kept one arm around her waist and held her up against him.

“Yer all mine, Cait,” he smirked before leaning down and pressing his lips against the thin lace of her dress. It felt rough on his skin, but the soft velvet of the thin strips contrasted nicely and he opened his mouth, flicking his tongue against the hard bud through the material.

“Oh God,” Cait let out a shaky breath and Sam looked up to see her staring down at him with a look almost akin to pain. He knew he was driving her crazy with not being able to touch him back.

Sliding his hand along her back, Sam’s fingers found the zipper and he slid it down inch by inch, listening to the metal sound of the teeth coming apart. As he unzipped it, he continued to suck on her breasts through the dress, taking each in turn.

Needing to taste her properly, he pulled back and then felt his cock harden at the sight of her.

“Jesus, Cait.” Sam ran his fingers around the wet spot he had created with his spit on her dress. “It looks like your tits have leaked.”

She laughed then, her shoulders shaking and looked down at herself. He was right, however foolish he sounded. Caitriona felt her stomach tighten at the thought of one day carrying his child and her laughter died on her lips, her eyes once again meeting his.

“Take this damn dress off of me, Sam.”

His hands were at her wrists, tugging quickly at the material and once it was off she went about shrugging her shoulders and arms out of the sleeves. Finally feeling free, her arms wrapped around Sam’s neck and she fell backwards onto the bed, bringing him down with her.

“One day,” Sam kissed her neck, his fingers at the buttons of his shirt, pulling it off. “Yer belly will be filled with my child, Cait.” He straddled her hips, leaning up to tug the dress from around her arse and cursed when he saw she wasn’t wearing any panties.

Giggling, Cait hooked her thumbs into his boxers and pulled on the material and his cock sprang free, pressing against his belly — that one maddening vein making Cait’s legs go numb.

“And I’ll slide my hand over the curve of your stomach while we make love,” Sam threw the clothes off the bed, then took both her ankles in his hands, spreading her open. His eyes looked at her face for a long while, simply mesmerized at her beauty. How he had won her heart he would never understand.

“How many children?” Caitriona laughed as Sam’s hands tickled behind her knees.

His head lowered to kiss each breast, taking the nipple into his mouth. “As many as possible,” he smirked. Caitriona reached in between their bodies, taking his cock into her hand and rubbing her thumb on the head, feeling his pre-cum. Sam groaned, pressing his face into the crook of her neck and his hips held her down on the bed.

“Please be rough, Sam,” Cait moved his length to her entrance, lining it up and pressed it against her clit. “I can take it… I need it.”

“Fuck, Balfe.” Sam kissed her then, not being able to resist her lips that spoke such things to him and he rolled his hips forward. Pushing as deep as he could, once he felt the back of her walls, he pulled almost all the way out before pushing hard into her.

Caitriona held his body to hers, crying out with every thrust and ache in her body. She had never felt anything like this — this overpowering feeling of love that overtook her body when she was with Sam. He came to her so deeply and from the inside out she was his in every way.

Not caring about her red lipstick, she urgently pressed her lips against his, desperate to taste his tongue on hers. Sam’s hand slid up and down her body, digging into her flesh and she arched her back off the bed, keening with every touch.

“Oh God,” she panted, hooking her arm around his neck.

“Caitriona,” Sam said against her lips, his body possessing her and she felt it. The feeling that no matter what happened with them, they would always find their way to each other. As Sam slid in and out of her agonizingly slowly, she felt how perfectly they fit and gave over to the sensations, calling out his name over and over on her lips.

++++++

Time continued to pass by and as each day ended and a new one began, their love grew stronger. So strong that Sam wanted to do something about it. He wanted to show Cait just how much she meant to him — how much he believed in the future of them.

On one of their rare days off, he drove them both out of the city.

“Where are you taking me?”

“It’s a surprise,” Sam smiled and placed his hand on Cait’s thigh, squeezing gently. He’d been planning this for months and was proud of himself for not spoiling it sooner.

When they arrived at their destination, Cait climbed out of the car, a bit confused as to why they were in an open field.

“Have you brought me here to murder me?” She laughed and looked over at Sam.

“No,” Sam smiled, walking over to her and kissing her. “I’ve brought ye here because this place is the surprise. This land. I bought it.”

“You bought all this land?” Cait asked, smiling as she looked out at the acres of empty land before her. They were standing along a wire fence, enjoying the breeze and the fresh air.

“Aye, I did. One day, I’ll have a house over there,” Sam pointed over to the left where the perfect spot for a house was. “And maybe stables so we can have horses out here,” he added.

“We?” Cait turned her head to look over at Sam.

Scratching his neck, Sam’s ears turned pink, “Well, of course, Cait. I bought this place for us. Did you no’ know that?”

Her cheeks turned red and she buried her face into his chest. “I never thought…”

“You’d have roots anywhere? I ken you’re a bit of a gypsy Cait, but you’re stuck with me.”

She pulled back and looked out at the land again, smiling. “It’s so beautiful, Sam. I can picture it. Our life here one day. When it’s just us and the world doesn’t exist.” Cait then pulled out her phone and took a picture of what would one day be their home — she wanted to remember this moment forever.

“Good idea, Balfe,” Sam grinned and took a nearly identical picture, immediately posting it to Instagram. “We don’t have to build a house now or anything, but the land is ours to do with as we please.”

Wrapping her arms around his waist, Cait leaned against him and took a deep breath. For so long she had moved around from place to place, country to country, never really feeling like she had a proper home. Standing here with Sam, she found it. Her home. In his arms, she was just where she needed to be.

“How about we grab some celebratory macarons on the way back?”

Sam raised his eyebrows, sticking it tongue out between his lips. “Mmm, I like the sound of that. And some celebratory champagne?”

“God yes,” Cait smiled and leaned up to kiss him, her fingers pulling at the hair on the nape of his neck. “Thank you… for this. It’s a lovely surprise.”

“I hope you don’t think it’s too much or too soon?”

She shook her head, “No, it’s just right. It feels right.”

Kissing her again, he lingered for a moment, just breathing in the air, pausing in that moment. Things were never simple for them, but he knew through all the pain and secrets that it was worth it — she was worth it.

As they drove back home, stopping for macarons on the way, neither one of them could have imagined that after that blissful afternoon, heartache was just around the corner.

[fangzeronos]

A Luthor and A Super Ch. 10

Ch.1/Ch.2/Ch.3/Ch.4/Ch.5/Ch.6/Ch.7/Ch.8/Ch.9

Kara sighed as she stirred slowly the next morning, hearing a pounding on the front door of the penthouse. She grumbled and got up, grabbing one of Lena’s shirts and pulling it on before hopping in a pair of shorts and x-raying the door. “Alex?” she mumbled, making her way out and opening the door. “Alex? What are you doing here?”

 “Tracking your ass down,” Alex said, brushing past her sister. “Where were you last night? After you left the DEO?”

 “I was here,” Kara said. “I left the DEO and I went to LCorp to surprise Lena. Eve came in and we went to the lab where Lena told me about some experiments she’d been doing because a heart she’d been testing Harun-El on was stolen by Manchester. We opened the vault and I got hit with Kryptonite, and we found out it was Lex’s. We left there and I was here the rest of the night. Lena’s naked and asleep if you want me to wake her up so you can hear it from her.”

 Alex’s face blanched and she narrowed her eyes. “No. It was bad enough when you broke her fingers during—ugh. The reason I’m asking is because the President is dead. Oval Office CCTV showed Supergirl roasting him with Heat Vision. Colonel Haley was there as well, and she’s dead too. Several other members of Government were injured.”

 Kara’s eyes got wide. “Alex, I swear that wasn’t me!” she said, stumbling back and sitting down at the bar beside the kitchen. “I was here with Lena all night. I swear to Rao that wasn’t me!” Her hands clenched as she looked down, fighting back tears.

 Alex wrapped her arms around Kara, kissing her head softly. “I know it wasn’t you, honey. I had to ask anyway. I’ve got some big Government people breathing down my neck for answers,” she said.

 Kara nodded softly, looking over and seeing Lena walking out of the bedroom, a robe covering her up with just the quickest flash of purple lace panties, a fact that made Kara lick her lips softly. “Hi, babe,” she said.

 “Mm…morning,” Lena yawned, walking over and wrapping her arm around Kara’s shoulders, kissing her cheek. “Woke up and you weren’t there.”

 “Sorry, Lena. That’s my fault,” Alex said, explaining about what happened to the White House. “Basically everything’s gone to hell.”

 “I would bet that Lex has something to do with this,” Lena said. “He has to. He hates anything and anyone Kryptonian.” She sighed and moved around the bar, setting a tea kettle on the stove. “Alex, we’ve got something we have to do this morning, but we’ll come by the DEO when we’re done, get this sorted out.”

 Alex nodded, sighing softly. “Alright.” She kissed Kara’s cheek, reaching over and squeezing Lena’s hand. “I’ll see you soon.” She walked out and shut the door, sighing softly and shaking her head. “This isn’t going to be good…”

 Kara sighed, shaking her head as she got up. “First Lex is loose, Manchester steals the Harun-El heart, and then Lockwood and James, and now this bullshit. What the fuck is going on?!”

 Lena walked over, wrapping her arms around Kara’s waist and hugging her tightly. “Hey. Don’t stress. We’re going to fix all of this, and we’ll do it together. Alright? It’s what we do, baby. We’ll start with Lex’s Kryptonite, and we’ll go from there. When this is all over, we’ll celebrate and have fun until the next crisis.”

 Kara nodded, leaning back against Lena and sighing softly. “Yeah. Which, for us, might just be next week,” she said. “I’m going to get dressed and I’ll go get Cisco.” She turned and kissed Lena’s cheek softly, walking off to the bedroom again and sighing as she rubbed her arms softly, more out of nerves then cold. She dressed in her usual cardigan and skirt, making her way back out. “I’ll meet you at the Lab, Lee.”

 Lena set her tea down and walked over, putting her hands against Kara’s cheeks before leaning in and kissing her girlfriend. “I love you so much. Please don’t let this bother you,” she whispered.

 Kissing Lena in return, the blonde nodded softly. “Easier said then done, but I’ll try.” She smiled a bit, turning her head and kissing Lena’s palm before she grabbed her bag and walked out of the apartment. She hit the elevator and walked out of the building before she headed into the alley and hit the breach device.

 The second breach opened in S.T.A.R. Labs on Earth-1, and Kara looked around, biting her lip softly. “Hello? Cisco? Caitlin? Barry?” she called, starting to walk around. “Hello!! Anyone here?” She turned a corner and yelped as she came face to face with Caitlin Snow, the bio-engineer screaming at the same time. “Caitlin!”

 “Kara!” Caitlin said, putting her hand on her chest and sighing. “What are you doing here?! You scared the hell out of me!”

 “Sorry!” Kara said with a smile, hugging Caitlin. “I’m looking for Cisco. Where’s he at?” As she asked her question, the man in question walked up behind Caitlin, grinning as he saw Kara. “Cisco!”

 “Hey, girl,” Cisco said with a grin. “What do you need? Is something wrong? Someone trying to rewrite reality again or is it Dominators?”

 Kara smiled and shook her head. “No, nothing that dangerous. I…need your help. My girlfriend, Lena Luthor, her brother just got out of jail and stashed a lot of Kryptonite in LCorp, and we need to get rid of it. Could you--?”

 “I can gather it and breach it to a dead world,” Cisco said. “Or I can breach it right there in the lab.” He smiled and led Kara and Caitlin deeper into the Lab, grabbing his gauntlets and glasses. “I’m ready whenever you are.” He turned to Caitlin. “Do me a favor. If Barry asks where I am, tell him and that I’ll be back to help with Nora soon.”

 “Got it,” Caitlin said with a smile and a nod.

 “Who’s Nora?” Kara asked.

 “Remember the water girl from Barry and Iris’ wedding? The one that was like…the Energizer Bunny on Red Bull and a sugar high?” Caitlin asked. “That’s Nora West-Allen. Barry and Iris’ daughter from the future.”

 “Wicked!”

 “No, not really,” Cisco said. “She’s…kind of gone bad after we found out she was working with Eobard Thawne.”

 “That asshole Reverse Flash?!” Kara asked with wide eyes.

 “Yep,” Cisco said, tossing his hand out and opening the breach. “Fill you in later. I’ll be back quick, Cait.”

 “Got it,” Caitlin said with a smile, watching Cisco and Kara step through the breach back to Earth-38.

 The next day, after saying goodbye to Cisco and giving Lena a tour of Earth-1, Kara stood with Lena outside of LCorp, James Olsen in front of them in full Guardian gear with a dozen Children of Liberty members behind him. Kara folded her arms, narrowing her eyes while Lena clenched her hands around the straps of her bag, fully intending on beating the hell out of her ex-boyfriend if she had to.

 “Two minutes, James. Talk fast,” Lena growled. “Why did you out Kara to the entire world on live television?”

 James scoffed, rolling his eyes. “I don’t answer to you, Luthor. Not anymore. But, since you’re being so demanding, just like you always are, it’s because of jealousy. You two got so disgustingly close after she told you the truth and you got drunk and sent bullshit texts and voicemails, and I couldn’t stand it. If I couldn’t have you, I’d take away what was important.”

 Lena dropped her bag and lashed out, slamming her fist into James’ face, making him stumble back before she clawed at him, scratching his cheek and neck. “You son of a bitch!” she snarled, trying to lunge for him again only to be stopped by Kara holding her back. “Let go of me, Kara! I’m going to rip his throat out with my teeth! He’ll gargle in his own blood as he dies! Fucking let me go!”

 “No!” Kara snapped, holding Lena back. “As much as you want to break his head open, you can’t. You’ve proven to be better then this, Lena. He’ll get his soon enough when the Children of Liberty are finished. Lockwood can’t hold power forever.”

 James laughed, rubbing his cheek and wiping the blood away. “That’s where you’re wrong. He’ll have all the power he needs and it’s thanks to your friend Manchester.” He turned and started walking away, stopping when Superman landed in front of him, separating him from the other Children of Liberty. “Oh, hell.”

“James,” Clark said as he folded his arms. “You’re coming with me. We’re going to have a long talk, and it’s best if your “friends” behind me just drop their weapons and walk away. If they don’t, all thirteen of you are going to jail.” He cocked an eyebrow and smiled. “What’s it going to be, James?”

 “Put them down. Weapons, masks, shields. Go home,” James said, looking at the men. As they walked away, James narrowed his eyes. “You won’t get away with stopping me, Clark. Lockwood’s got more then just fanatics on his side.”

 “I don’t care about Lockwood. I care about my friend betraying someone that he should have been protecting,” Clark said, grabbing James’ arm. “We’re going to have a long discussion about this, James. You won’t like how it ends.” He lifted up and looked at Kara. “I’ll deal with him. You stop Lex, Manchester, and Lockwood.”

 Kara nodded, still refusing to let go of a struggling Lena. “You got it. They’ll be stopped today and hopefully that’s the end of it.” She watched Clark take off with James, and she looked at Lena. “You gonna stop fighting?”

 Lena huffed, going limp in Kara’s arms as she got set back on the ground. “Damn you,” she said, glaring at Kara. “Why did you stop me?!”

 “Because it’s the right thing to do,” Kara said, frowning softly. “I’m sorry, Lena, but Clark taking him was the right thing. As much as we both wanted to rip his spine out.”

 “And beat him with it,” Lena growled, her hands clenched. She sighed and looked away, picking her bag up softly. “Find J’onn. Deal with Manchester. I’ll help Alex find Lockwood and Lex.” She walked off, getting in her car and taking off.

 “Lena,” Kara sighed, floating up and heading for J’onns office. She landed outside and smiled softly as she touched the plaque on the doorframe. Walking in, she looked around and bit her lip. “J’onn?”

 J’onn walked out from the back of the office, smiling softly. “Kara. What can I do for you?”

 “I need to know where Manchester is. I’m putting an end to this,” Kara said.

 J’onn got quiet, sitting down at his desk. “Sit.” When Kara did, he sighed softly and bit his lip. “Manchester’s dead. I confronted him at the dam a few nights ago and he tried to taunt me into killing him. Unfortunately, he was using the Staff of H'ronmeer, and when I got it back from him, he tried to attack me again. I…used the Staff and killed him. I’m sorry, Kara. I…” He sighed and put his head in his hands, looking down and feeling ashamed.

 Kara got up and put her hand on J’onn’s shoulder before she leaned in and hugged him tightly. “It’s alright, J’onn. You did what you had to,” she whispered. “Did…he say anything about having a heart that he took from LCorp?”

 J’onn sighed, trying to think. “He mentioned working on something big to give to Lex Luthor. Said “It’s the thing to beat Supergirl once and for all.” It could be what he was talking about. Why?”

 “Lena went to Alex to start looking for Lex and Lockwood, and I’ll need all the help I can get to stop them both today. If Lex has that heart, there’s no telling what he’d do with it,” Kara said. She looked over as J’onn’s phone went off, and she watched him pick up.

 “Text from Alex. She’s got eyes on Lex and Lockwood. They’re in the DEO,” J’onn said. “Demanding you show up and surrender.”

 “Let’s go,” Kara said, looking at J’onn. “You have to help me, J’onn. I can’t do this without you this time.” She stood back and bit her lip, hoping he’d help. She grinned when he stood up and shifted into his Martian Manhunter look. “Let’s go.” She took off and ran out of the office, leaping into the air and hearing J’onn behind her.

 Alex narrowed her eyes, gun in hand as she pointed it at Lex and Lockwood. “You two get the hell out of my Agency now. Otherwise you’re both under arrest.”

 “I’m sorry, Ms. Danvers. I’m afraid you don’t have the authority to arrest me,” Lex said with a smile. “Considering who I have with me. Miss Tessmacher!” He turned and smiled as Eve walked in with a surprising figure beside her.

 “Kara?” Alex asked, her eyes wide. “No, you’re not my sister. You just look like her.”

 “Funny how that happened,” Lex said. “You see, last year when she stopped Ms. Arias, the Harun-El split your sister into two distinct people. Kara Danvers, and my Red Daughter. She’s the one that killed the President, Ms. Danvers. So, you see, having my own Kryptonian to help discredit your sister has worked perfectly. There’s anti-Supergirl sentiment in Washington at the moment because of this.”

 Alex lowered her gun softly, looking at the Kryptonian in front of her. “Listen to me. Lex is using you to hurt people. You don’t have to do this. He’s manipulating you.”

 The Red Daughter just shook her head. “That is where you are wrong,” she said with a Russian accent. “Alex has proven to me that Americans are the problem. You are all what is wrong with the world.”

 “I’m Alex,” Alex said, stepping forward. “That’s Lex Luthor. He’s the bad guy.”

 “Listen to her, honey,” Lena said, walking out of the lab and looking at the gathered group. “He manipulated me my entire life, he’s orchestrated a hundred different events to get to this point, and when he’s done with you, he’ll throw you out like a piece of trash. He isn’t the man you think he is.”

 “Shut it, Luthor,” Lockwood said, turning and shooting Lena, dropping her to the ground. “Anyone that fucks an alien deserves the same thing the leeches get.”

 “Lena!” two Kara’s voices yelled at the same time.

 A gust of wind ripped through the DEO as Kara knelt beside Lena, helping her sit up softly. “Lena, are you alright?”

 “I’m fine,” Lena said with a smile. “Got the shoulder. Stop them.”

 Kara lifted Lena up, taking her back into the lab. “Stay here.” She walked back out, narrowing her eyes. “I figured the Harun-El would have had a side effect on me, but I didn’t think it’d be like this.” Her expression softened, and she folded her hands in front of her. “You don’t have to stand with Lex. He’ll only hurt you. You reacted the same way I do when something happens to Lena. That means something.”

 “Don’t let her manipulate you,” Lex said. “This is what you’ve trained for. Kill her and rid the world of her.” He turned to face the Red Daughter. “Do what I’m telling you! Now!”

 Shaking her head, the Red Daughter stepped away from Lex. “No. I will not hurt her. I…I do not want to hurt her.”

 Lex sighed, shaking his head softly as he pulled a gun out of his pocket. “A damn shame. She could have ripped this planet apart without a second thought.” He aimed and fired at the Red Daughter, a Kryptonite bullet entering her back and sending her toppling to the ground.

 Alex rushed over and put pressure on the wound, her hands shaking. “BRAINY!” she yelled.

 “NO!” Kara snapped, rushing Lex and ripping the gun out of his hand before throwing it away, pinning Lex to the wall and tightening her grip around his throat. “I could snap your neck in an instant!”

 “Then do it!” Lex laughed, holding his hands up. “Do it then, Danvers. Prove to everyone that you’re not as wholesome as they think you are!”

 Kara’s hand tightened around Lex’s throat, and she felt his pulse under her fingers, feeling how quick it was. Her eyes lit with her head vision and she growled low in her throat before she slammed Lex into the ground, letting go of his throat and stepping back. “I won’t kill you. As much as I goddamned want to, I won’t. I won’t become the murderer people think I am.” She backed off and walked over to Alex, kneeling beside her clone.

 Lex coughed and got up, seeing the Kryptonite gun. He grabbed it and pointed it at Kara before another shot rang out, looking down and seeing blood on his shirt. He hit his knees as the gun dropped from his hand, looking behind him at Lockwood. “Helping them, Lockwood?” he asked, coughing as he collapsed backward.

 “Yes,” Lockwood said, tossing his gun down before pulling his Agent Liberty mask off and letting it thunk on the floor of the DEO. “Seeing two Supergirls both care for one human, seeing the compassion in her eyes…I realize I was wrong.” He unstrapped the ballistics vest he wore, tossing it down before getting on his knees and putting his hands behind his head. “The Children of Liberty are done. Aliens are as much people as we are.”

 J’onn walked over and handcuffed Lockwood, pushing him over to another agent. “Lock him up.”

 Kara kept pressure against the wound softly, watching Alex dig out the Kryptonite bullet. She winced at the sight of the Kryptonite, feeling Alex clean the wound before starting to stitch it up. “You’re going to be ok. Alex is the best, and we’ll get you fixed up.”

 The Red Daughter nodded softly, wincing as she felt Alex stitching her back. “I am so sorry. I…I should have seen that Alex—no, Lex was the bad one. I am so sorry, Supergirl.”

 Kara smiled, moving her clone’s hair out of her face softly. “Call me Kara. We are twins after all. Do you have a name?”

 She shook her head. “I was always called “The thing” or “Girl”. Never gave me a name. I cannot be Kara Danvers.”

 Kara nodded softly, helping her sit up after Alex was done before helping her to her feet. “We’ll have time to work on that. Let Alex get you to the medical lab and I’ll be right there with Lena.” She hugged the Red Daughter, smiling softly. “You can be a hero in your own right. There’s times I can’t do it, so it’ll be good to have help.”

 Alex smiled softly, taking her sister’s clone deeper into the DEO to finish patching her up, both women starting to talk to each other.

 Lena walked out of the lab again, holding a stack of gauze to her shoulder before making her way to Kara. She took her girlfriend’s hand softly, kissing her knuckles. “Are you alright?”

 Kara nodded softly, squeezing Lena’s hand softly. “Yeah,” she said. “Lena, about earlier—”

 “Stop,” Lena said. “I’m sorry about that. I…I had no right to get angry at you. You stopped me before I did something I’d regret, and I got mad about it. It’s my fault and I’m sorry, baby.” She leaned up and kissed Kara’s cheek before her eyes landed on Lex. “Is he--?”

 Kara nodded softly. “Lockwood shot him in the back and surrendered,” Kara said. “He shot the Red Daughter when she wouldn’t kill me, and he tried to shoot me when I put him in the floor. Alex has her in medical. She doesn’t have a name, but it’s something she’ll figure out on her own.” She sighed softly, pressing her hands to her eyes. “Manchester’s dead. J’onn got to him. He said Lex had the Harun-El heart, but if Lex had it, he’d have used it on himself. I don’t…know where the heart is, honey.”

 Lena smiled softly. “Maybe that’s for the best. Harun-El was a bad experiment anyway.” She put her hand on Kara’s cheek, brushing her thumb over her skin softly. “Are you sure you’re alright?”

 “I don’t know,” Kara whispered, sitting down and sighing softly. “I’m tired. Kryptonite, Lex, Lockwood, James, the Harun-El clone of myself, Haley…I’m tired. I don’t think I want to Supergirl for a while. I…I think I need a break.”

 Lena nodded, sitting in Kara’s lap and kissing her cheek. “Then we’ll take a break. We’ll go on vacation. Anywhere you want to go.”

 Kara smiled softly and nodded, giving Lena a squeeze. “Right now, we need to go to the medical lab and get that shoulder taken care of. I will not have you bleed out in my lap, Luthor.”

 “Yes, Danvers,” Lena said with a grin. She got up and smiled when Kara took her hand, the pair walking down the hall where Alex was with the Red Daughter.

 “What do you think of “Karen” as a name, Alex?” she asked, biting her lip as she looked back at Alex.

 “Karen. Karen Danvers. Hm…I like it,” Alex said with a smile. “Suits you.”

 Kara walked in and smiled softly. “I love it. Kara, Karen, and Alex Danvers,” she said. “We’re the three biggest badasses.”

 “Excuse me? I’m here too, you ass,” Lena said, shoving Kara and sticking her tongue out.

 “Well…you’re not officially a Danvers yet, Lena,” Alex said, taping gauze down onto Karen’s wound and helping lower the shirt down. “What’s rule number one, Kara?”

 “Don’t screw with the Danvers sisters!” Kara laughed, causing Lena, Alex, and Karen to start laughing as well.

 Lena smiled softly, closing her eyes as she felt Kara working on her bullet wound. With her brother dead and the Children of Liberty hopefully never coming back, she knew that she and Kara could finally be happy and get on with their lives. If anyone had told her six months ago that she’d be sitting with her girlfriend and her clone after being told her best friend was Supergirl, she’d have thought they were crazy. For once, she was glad she wasn’t because she finally had the support and love she always wanted, and it was all thanks to Kara.

[flourhurricane]

Sole Survivor Christmas Headcanons

I was tagged by @wasdmoving! This was a lot of fun and I actually learned something new about my SS Claire, so thank you!

-- Smile, Takahashi! -- Nan’ni shimasho-ka?

1. What’s your Sole’s general attitude toward Christmas before and after the apocalypse? Are they religious?

Christmas is Claire’s favorite holiday. She sees it as a time to spend with friends and family, and to give to others. Giving is more than presents; it means helping with a need in the community. Because Claire knows what it’s like to not have much. (See #2.)

Claire isn’t a religious woman. She was raised by a devout Catholic mom. (Her dad had little to do with raising her, tbh.) Church services were mandatory all-year-round, not just during Easter and Christmas, up until Claire joined the army. She believes in God but often questions Their existence. Her one steadfast belief is everyone has the capacity to do good in the world.

2. What are their childhood memories about Christmas holidays? What did they get as presents from their family and/or friends?

Claire grew up poor but her mom tried very hard to make the holidays special. For example, they could only afford the scrawniest Christmas tree on the lot, but they made it beautiful with homemade ornaments. They decorated their tiny trailer with multi-colored lights and paper snowflakes. They played Christmas music as often as they could and they watched all the cheesy TV specials. And there was always good food, cooked by Claire’s mom and abuela.

But some years, Santa had to make “budget cuts” and couldn’t bring Claire a present she really wanted. She got things she needed like new shoes, socks, hair clips, and sweaters. Her mom often worked extra shifts and Claire would have to go to work with her, and it was depressing to see other parents buying their kids everything they wanted.

There were a couple of years, during Epiphany, when Claire’s abuela would tell her to write down her wish list and leave it in a pair of old shoes, and maybe the Three Kings would visit her. Claire would wake up the next morning and find a present she really wanted, like a bike or an easy-bake oven. This always upset her mom and Claire never understood why until she was older.

3. What was Christmas like with their spouse/partner and other members of their family? What presents would they get and give to each other?

Life got better once Claire’s dad left. Her brother was born a few months later, her mom got a better job, and they moved in with her abuela. Money was still tight, but being around her extended family took a lot of burdens off her mom’s shoulders.

Claire’s most peaceful Christmases were spent with her brother Floyd and her husband Nate. After her military service, after college and law school, when they moved to Sanctuary Hills. Those were the idyllic holidays, when the had a big tree and lots of presents underneath it, neighborhood parties, caroling, and lots of snow.

Floyd was a broke college student, so he’d give Claire a gift card to the cinema, a scarf or mittens, or a small bottle of hand lotion. Claire would give Floyd books, rolls of quarters, hair pomade, and a new coat or sweater. Nate would give his wife her favorite perfume, funky jewelry, and something for the kitchen. Claire would give Nate a jazz album, his favorite cologne, and something related to fishing. Nate loved to fish.

4. What presents would your Sole give to their companions/friends in the Commonwealth? 

Claire gives a sketchbook to Preston and a home-cooked meal for him and Sturges. Piper likes practical gifts, so she receives paper and black ink for her printing press. Claire gave Nick one of Nate’s old jazz albums and a carton of cigarettes. For Cait, a bottle of whiskey and a pair of Claire’s old combat boots. 

Her best friend is Deacon, and Claire makes sure he’s involved in some of the holiday activities instead of working all the time. He helps her cook the food for her Christmas party, he spends Christmas Day with her and her family, and she tries to give him a thoughtful present. Like a woolen hat for his bald head (which Deacon loved, btw). 

Claire’s partner/husband is Danse. Since he never had a traditional Christmas with a family, that’s the gift Claire wishes to give him. They carry on some of her pre-war traditions, which Danse particularly likes. Building snowmen, decorating their tree and home with homemade ornaments, like Claire used to do with her mom. (Danse isn’t very artistic but he enjoys watching Claire and Sean have fun.) Claire cooks his favorite foods, stuffs his stocking with Fancy Lads Snack Cakes. And on Christmas Eve, after Sean is asleep, Claire dresses up for Danse and they enjoy each other’s company in front of a roaring fire.

5. What other Sole that you know would they like to kiss under mistletoe?

Claire would say she’s taken, BUT. She would love to give Jay a kiss on the cheek and chat with him over cups of hot chocolate. Might be a redhead thing. Redheads need to stick together.

I’m tagging @beckiboos, @marvilus73, @dreadbythesea, @purple-martin87, @flannelshirtandjeans, @papidanse, @fancyladssnacks, @lliviaoftheshire, @falsenostalgia-sundries, @ariejul, and basically anyone who wants to do this. 

[freyayuki]

Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia Dimensions’ End Entropy Tier 5 Team

This is another old draft that I only just now finished editing.

The Dissidia Final Fantasy (#ad): Opera Omnia (DFFOO) mobile game’s Dimensions’ End Entropy tier 5 was annoying, to say the least. I’m hard-pressed to say which was the worst quest out of all the currently available ones (back when I did this and wrote all this down, there were only 5 stages). But, for a while, I would have said this tier was the worst because I just couldn’t beat it.

Dimensions’ End Entropy Tier 5 Battle Information

Like the tiers that came before it, this one had 5 waves. All the enemies are manikins. Waves 1, 3, and 5 had 3 enemies while waves 2 and 4 had 2 each. Not only do all these enemies hit hard, they also like to buff themselves and their allies.

The buffs are all pretty bad, some more so than others. For instance, the Cait Sith and Agrias manikins have buffs that restore theirs and their allies’ HP each turn. This regen buff can restore a lot of HP per turn.

Some of the manikins are capable of one-shotting a party member if they have their buffs active. So it’s definitely necessary to dispel these buffs, particularly the HP regen ones, otherwise all your damage is going to end up being useless since it will all just be healed away each turn. 

Possible Dispellers for Dimensions’ End Entropy Tier 5

The enemies in this tier heavily resists magic, so Vanille isn’t the best option as a dispeller. She can be used here, but she would have to be carried by great characters. It’s like how I had to carry Lenna, who doesn’t have her Ex+ yet, through Entropy tier 4. 

The only other available dispellers are Faris and Balthier (#ad), and both are much better than Vanille in this stage since their skills aren’t magic. Faris has ranged and melee moves, and, while she’s locked on to a number of elements with her skill 1 and Ex, none of that matters here because the manikins don’t resist any of those elements. Balthier has ranged and non-elemental moves, and he can steal buffs from enemies.

Dimensions’ End Tier 5 Character Options

Faris Scherwiz (Sarisa Scherwil Tycoon) from Final Fantasy V

I made sure to save Faris for Entropy tier 5 since I heard the quest needed a dispeller. When I got to this stage though, I was out of options on who else to use alongside Faris. 

Warrior of Light from Final Fantasy I

I wanted to save the Warrior of Light to use here since I’d need a support and healer, and his moves aren’t magic. But since I ended up using him in Entropy tier 4, I didn’t know who else to use as my team’s support and healer.

Cait Sith from Final Fantasy VII

Thankfully, I ended up getting Cait Sith’s Ex. I MLB’d it with power stones, which cost me 12. But it didn’t matter since I soon got all that back and more by selling Cait’s MLB’d 35cp as well as all the other gold dupes I got from throwing tickets on the Cait Sith and Balthier double Ex banner. 

Then I used a book to realize Cait’s Ex. He’s now Ex+ 0/3. However, I couldn’t justify purpling him because, other than being a physical support, he’s unfortunately subpar when compared to the likes of Rosa and Y’shtola. 

I envision using those 2 way more than him. Heck, I feel like the only times I’d be using Cait, other than in an Entropy tier, are in battles that have enemies who resist magic.

Even then, I might still use a magical support anyway. After all, this is just like in Fate/Grand Order (FGO). These characters are supposed to be supports. They’re not meant to be heavy hitters, so it doesn’t matter if their damage is resisted. 

This is why I still bring 5-star SSR Caster Waver (Zhuge Liang (Lord El-Melloi II)) (#ad) even if I’m up against Rider-class enemies (Riders have Class advantage against Casters) because I need Waver’s buffs and Noble Phantasm charge.

Tidus from Final Fantasy X

I still needed 1 more character to complete my Faris and Cait Sith team for this tier. Once again, I tried bringing my Ex+ 0/3 Tidus (#ad) to this fight. I really wanted to lock him on to an Entropy stage without having to give him a single ingot. 

I already regret giving him a book. Honestly, I only really did it so I could get the ingot and give it to Cloud. That regret just intensified even more because, yet again, he ended up disappointing me.  

Sure, his debuffs did help a bit. But, then again, Faris herself already inflicts a lot of debuffs. And Tidus’ longevity is utter trash at Ex+ 0/3. I ended up running out of his skills long before the fight was over.  

Sigh. IMHO, Tidus at Ex+ 0/3 really is utterly underwhelming and subpar. Maybe he’ll be better when purpled, but I just can’t bring myself to give him even a single ingot.

Locke Cole from Final Fantasy VI

And so I set my sights on Locke. I have his 35cp and Ex, but neither are MLB. His 15cp is MLB though. Initially, I was debating on whether to purple him or not since it felt like I was only really doing it for this tier.

His sphere isn’t even that good. It’s an A sphere called Sneak Attack Up Longer. It raises attack by 10% for 6 turns when attacking an enemy not targeting self. The attack up is good, but the condition for activation is way too situational unless you have a tank, like Zack or the Warrior of Light, in your party. But even a tank won’t make the sphere work if the enemy is targeting All.

That’s also an issue with Locke (#ad). He has skills that deal a lot more damage if he attacks an enemy that’s not targeting himself. His Ex is on a normal recast, and when fully purpled, it hits really hard. He also gets free turns if you get his Miracle Shoes HP move, but it’s RNG if you get that or Genji Glove (increases his attack). 

He’s not a pure DPS. He’s more of a utility and jack-of-all-trades and master of none character. He has a bit of party healing with his skill 2. His Ex+ gives him Master’s Scroll, a buff that adds overflow to all his moves. It’s also an HP move that hits hard. But, if you use it, you lose the buff until you use his Ex again. His AA allows you to remove one buff from a target. It can gravity shave brave as well.

I didn’t really need Locke before. Plus, I already have a purple Cloud, Machina, and even Agrias as melee DPS, which was why I never bothered to purple Locke. Moreover, even though I have a lot of power stones, I didn’t really feel like using them to MLB his 35cp and Ex. 

But with me being unable to perfect Entropy tier 5, I felt like he could be of use here, and, well, I do like him well enough. He does look pretty hot. So I MLB’d his 35cp and Ex then double purpled him. He already had all his Summon Boards mastered, so at least I didn’t have to waste time doing that before bringing him to Entropy tier 5.

Dimensions’ End Entropy Tier 5 Team

So I brought Locke, Cait Sith, and Faris with Ramuh summon. All 3 had all the currently available Summon Boards mastered. They have all their passives and extensions equipped as well as their Bloom Stones.

Locke was fully MLB and purple, equipped with the following artifacts:

attack 108 with max brave 330

attack 108 with initial brave 170

attack 108 with Buff Boost★★ 

Cait Sith was fully MLB and Ex+ 0/3, equipped with the following artifacts:

attack 65 with max brave 330

defense 42 with max brave 330

attack 108 with Buff Guard Up★    

Faris was fully MLB and purple, equipped with the following artifacts:

attack 108 with Mighty Waterwhirl★★

attack 108 with 1020 HP

attack 108 with max brave 200

Dimensions’ End Entropy Tier 5 Tries

I failed. Super frustrating. I’ve tried with this team multiple times already. It just wasn’t working. Sometimes, I can’t even get past wave 1 because someone ends up being one-shotted by the Cid manikin. 

Or Faris ends up being paralyzed by the Agrias manikin in wave 3 while I needed her to be able to move so she can dispel Agrias’ regen buff. For each try, I kept switching my summon between Ramuh, for more max brave, and Shiva, for the additional attack and more speed.  

Locke Cole’s Performance

What I’ve noticed during all these tries was that Locke works well enough. His Ex hits hard. He has great longevity because his HP+ hits hard, especially when batteried. His AA comes in handy when I really needed to remove a buff, but it isn’t Faris’ turn yet. 

His minor party heal helps too, especially when the entire team ends up taking quite a bit of damage. His free turns with Miracle Shoes helps with the turn count requirement too. Basically, he’s pretty awesome. No regrets about purpling him.

Faris Scherwiz’ Performance

Faris is awesome, too. Being purple made her all the better. Her dispel and debuffs are a godsend in this stage. But one major problem with her is that she is way too freaking slow. That’s the main reason why I used Shiva as my summon for several tries.

It doesn’t help at all when RNG decides to mess with the turn order. For instance, during 1 try:

On wave 1, Faris’ first move always has to be her skill 2. That move needs to be mastered immediately, so she can use it to dispel on her next turn. So Faris uses her skill 2 on her first turn then all the enemies get to move.

The Cait Sith manikin’s first move is always to use Mog Dance so he can give his allies the Cheerful Gift buff, which gives them HP regen. Faris (#ad) needs to dispel that ASAP. But when RNG decides to be a troll, the turn order can be in such a way that Faris ends up moving way later when everyone else has already moved a second time.  

There are times when that’s just not cutting it because that also means the other enemies can cast their buffs and get more chances to one-shot someone. So I have to keep resetting and doing the fight again and again until I can get a more favorable turn order.

Another issue with Faris is the fact that her dispel move has limited uses. It’s tied to her skill 2. She has like 7 uses of said skill. Well, 8, actually, but the first use doesn’t dispel since you have to master the skill first. So not only do you need to need to save the skill and only use it when enemies buff themselves, you also need to kill the enemies ASAP. 

Because if left alive for long enough, they end up casting their buffs a second time, meaning Faris needs to dispel them again. Also, Faris’ Ex charges slow. It doesn’t help that you need to use her HP++ to extend her longevity, otherwise she’ll run out of skills. But using her HP++ often just makes her Ex charge even slower.

Her Ex is very useful though. It hits hard, and her Syldra’s blessing buff, which deals brave damage to the enemies and batteries the party, helps a lot. And, really, I always like using her Ex because she summons this water dragon thing. The animation is super cool. Love it. 

Cait Sith's Performance

As for Cait Sith (#ad), he’s okay. Well, he’s not purpled, so that’s only to be expected. He’s mostly here to battery the party and provide healing as well as brave regen. His healing isn’t that much though. 

I think it’s only 8% HP regen per turn, and it’s tied to a buff that lasts for like 9 turns or so. His Ex charges slow, but it does give him the Dice buff, which gives the party brave regen, which helps with the battery.

His HP+ batteries the party, which is helpful too. But his skill 1 is meh. While it’s guaranteed to HP attack thanks to his rework, it doesn’t hit hard, especially when up against 3 enemies at once since the damage is split. Worse, it doesn’t even battery the party.

Dimensions’ End Entropy Tier 5 First Clear

I did one run with this trio where I actually managed to get the clear. I got the following mission requirements:

score

no KO

HP

But I didn’t get the turn requirement, which was to finish the fight in 130 turns or less. But, with this particular run, I finished the fight on turn 131. Argh! I can’t put into words just how frustrating it is to only be one turn over the requirement. I even got all the other mission requirements already. I very nearly had the perfect. So annoyed and frustrated. Sigh.

But, you know, I was surprised that I actually managed to get the score even though I was over the turn count. Well, I think I did end up managing to launch some of the enemies during the course of that fight.

Dimensions’ End Entropy Tier 5 is Permanent Content

Naturally, after that clear, I tried the fight again. But I couldn’t win this time, which just added to my frustration even more. Seriously, Entropy tier 5 was driving me crazy, especially after I actually managed to get the clear but not the perfect.

It was permanent content, and I knew it wasn’t like I really needed to do it now. I mean, I already had a lot of ingots at the moment, and it wasn’t like I needed to use those ingots right now. So, really, all things considered, I currently had no reason to perfect this quest. The rewards weren’t time-limited, and the stage itself wasn’t going anywhere. 

I could and should have just waited for the arrival of characters that I’d want to purple and that could be used on this stage. Heck, I could and should just wait for the upcoming Brothers Summon Board to get more stats for my characters. This is especially because I already came so close to the perfect that one time I actually won. Perhaps the additional stats from the Brothers board could bring me the victory I sought. 

Yeah, well, so much for trying to tell myself not to get so worked up about this. Somehow, I just couldn’t leave well enough alone. So I kept trying this stage over and over again. Naturally, I just got even more frustrated.

Balthier for Dimensions’ End Entropy Tier 5

This was around the time when I felt like I really needed Balthier. Maybe not necessarily to replace Faris, but more to have alongside her so that I could have more dispellers, especially because she could be so slow.

So this led to me throwing tickets on Balthier’s banner. This post is long enough as it is, so I’ll talk about the details of that in another article. Let’s just say that I failed to get Balthier’s Ex. I used so many tickets and got everything else on that banner except his Ex. 

Dimensions’ End Entropy Tier 5 Perfect Team Clear

I don’t need Balthier or his Ex. Not for this tier. Not for anything else. I wish I’d gotten this memo before I threw all the tickets I could get my hands on in the Balthier banner. Because, in the end, I somehow managed to perfect Entropy tier 5 using Cait Sith, Locke, and Faris with Leviathan summon.

Note to past self: see, there was no need for Balthier at all. But, really, argh! I shouldn’t have tried chasing Balthier’s Ex. Regret using up all those tickets intensifies. Gimme back my tickets! While I’m still reeling from the ticket loss, I am super pleased to finally be able to perfect Entropy tier 5.

I was actually considering unlocking some of the characters locked on to previous tiers just to try them here. I thought about using Agrias because she has an AOE move, and she can paralyze all enemies at once. 

I also thought about Rem. Her skills might be magic, but she is capable of manipulating turns and has a 100% AOE and fast-charging Ex. The idea was to use her Swap Turns skill to get Faris to move faster, so she could dispel buffs ASAP. 

However, I was reluctant to remove the perfects in those tiers since I had a hard enough time getting them all in the first place. I’m glad I didn’t remove those perfects since I was eventually able to perfect tier 5.

I finished the fight much earlier and even ended up with a higher score than my previous clear. It was a close call though since I ran out of skills by the end. If it had gone on for much longer, I doubt I would have won. Still, I’m glad I was able to do it. Now, I’ve got a gold plate rank alongside a lot of ingots.

Here’s a screenshot of my Entropy tier 5 team:

Notes:

pics are from Amazon.com; links shown above

last pic is a screenshot from my Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia game account

[elevenhoursinfront-blog]

18th October 2017

Steve's alarm went off at 0500 again. He got himself ready and went outside to knock for Cait to see if she was ready to leave. Cait said that she wasn't feeling very well and said she wasn't going in. Steve was gutted that he had to go on his own, I felt really bad for him. He sat in bed next to me and waited for it to be 0530 so that he could leave. He kept on saying how he didn't want to go which made me feel even more guilty. Not that I'm forcing him to go, but I guess it's because we both know we have to do this for the East Coast. He left and I fell asleep until 1100. I checked to see if I had been paid, and I had! 3 lots of pay in my account - fabulous! I was dead excited. I text Steve to say that I had been paid even though he has no service until he gets back home. This means that very, very soon we will be able to start booking things for our East Coast trip! Eeeek! Although, I had been keeping an eye out on camper prices and they’re rising everyday. We’ll have to book that first otherwise we’ll have nothing.  The rain hasn't stopped here since we got back from our weekend away. It's so heavy and everything is starting to flood. Everyone just sits in their rooms because they don't want to go outside in the rain. When I wake up to go for a wee in the middle of the night, I have to run out in the rain to get to the toilet. It's not really ideal for someone half asleep and wanting to go back to sleep. I can't wait to be in a house with a toilet that's next door and when you don't get rained on. It's also going to be great not sharing with men who don't know what the word 'aim' is. I had a lazy day and I felt quite guilty about it. I knew I had a fair few things to do but I just stayed in bed watching films. The rain definitely doesn't help. It was 1500 and I had to jump in the shower for work at 1600. Once I was ready, I went to the office to pay our rent. There was more post for us both which was nice. I shoved them into my backpack and walked to work in the heavy rain. I got to work and saw the rota. I had been given another day off tomorrow. I was absolutely livid. I didn't need a day off, I just had 4. I need as much money as possible. I spent the next few hours in a bad mood which I probably shouldn't have been. I know that Lexi is leaving next Wednesday so I should be getting extra shifts. My mood slowly left once I accepted the fact that I was off and I'd be able to have a nice evening with Steve, hopefully. We've realised obviously that we won't be seeing much of each other but we're also both getting broken sleep. He wakes up when I get home around 2330/0000 and I wake up when he leaves at 0500. Living in a one bedroom tin of beans is quite awkward in that sense. Especially when I come home and I can't just chill out with the TV on, or get ready for bed. Steve has to get ready in the dark and whatnot too. It's just not ideal but you've got to make the best out of a rubbish situation. Steve drove to Seaview to get petrol so he came in and saw me which made my day. He was absolutely soaking wet and the horrible thing is, it wasn't from the rain. It was from work. 0600-1630 he's drenched and his body isn't liking it. His legs are bright red and sore from rubbing where he's wet, his feet are purple and pruney. We're going to need to go buy some wellington boots otherwise he'll end up with trench foot. Luckily I bought things like Sudo Creme, Talcum Powder and Vaseline. When he got home from work, he tipped his boots upside down and about a mug size amount of water just poured out. It's ridiculous. He has to get dressed in the mornings with soaking wet clothes and boots because nothing dries in time. The heat and humidity is unreal here so you can imagine how wet they have to be for them not to dry. Work was really busy and I didn't get out until midnight. The afternoon shift workers weren't able to get much done so it falls back on me. I wasn't bothered though because I had a day off coming up. I needed as many hours as possible. I walked home whilst FaceTiming my Dad but I had to put my phone away half way through because the rain was too heavy. I was absolutely drenched by the time I got home. Lexi walked to work with her phone in her bag but the rain soaked through it and killed her phone. It won't turn on or charge - nothing. We've had it in a bowl of rice and all sorts. That's how heavy it is here at the moment. We've got no wifi or internet either which is why my blogs are slacking - I apologise. I managed to FaceTime my mum for a little while before she went to work as it's her birthday. I was gutted our shifts didn't match so we didn't get to speak for too long. I got into bed around 0100 after showering and what not. I fell asleep straight away, I must've been knackered.

[im-totally-not-an-alien]

Final Fantasy 7 prompts # 47

1. Roche softly singing Gas Gas Gas (from initial D) to himself as he thinks about RM Cloud

Let's be honest, that song is like, 90% of his personality.

2. Sephiroth and Clouds wills clash inside Clouds head until they're both suddenly shoved into a dream world where...they're getting married?

They both side eye eachother uncomfortably until Sephiroth is dragged away by a chattering Genesis while Cloud is dragged off by an excited Tifa to face the horror of horrors. His wedding dress.

He decides this has to be a nightmare.

Sephiroth thinks the opposite when he sees Cloud walking down the isle, and yet again when he lifts the blonds veil.

Niether is sure who's dream this is, and once they wake up, Cloud flees and refuses to ever speak of it again.

But the silver haired bastard won't shut up about it and likes to refer to Cloud as his wife, which leads to a lot of uncomfortable questions.

______________________________________

"Our wedding vows were made before a god."

"You're not a god you prick!" Cloud shouted as he raised his sword.

Tifa spluttered, faltering in her movements, "W-Wedding vows?!"

"It's not important." The blond grumbled to her.

"Oh ho ho," Aerith sang merrily as she shot a few Thundagas at the silverette, "You're not getting out of this one!"

3. Genesis having a secret love for the occult and spooky stuff in general.

4. "I actually have an older brother who's in a coma." He said casually.

"Wait, really?" Tifa asked, looking up from stuffing her textbooks into her backpack.

"Yeah, it happened when I was young so I don't remember much. Apparently our oldest brother, Sephiroth, got into a fight with him over something stupid, 'cause Seph was always picking fights back then."

He paused, thinking about how to phrase the next part. "Seph punched our other brother and he landed in the street."

The girls gasped, knowing where this was going.

"The driver didn't see him as he stood up and Seph never forgave himself. He still sits in the hospital with him every damn day. I've only visited him once, and I swear he opened his eyes. He called me something wierd though, as if he recognized me, but didn't remember my name."

"What did he call you?" Yuffie asked excitedly from behind him.

"It sounded like gibberish, but I think he called me 'Kadaj'?"

Coma au where everything was a nightmare and Cloud has to wake up and re-adjust to reality, but how is he supposed to do that when his only memories are of a time that never existed?

5. Sephiroth smiling as he walks down the Shinra hallways, causing rumors to spread and secretarys to faint

6. The Silver Elite hate Cloud

7. CC Sephiroth goes rogue before the Nebilheim incident, thus never going mad.

8. Sephiroth keeps calling Cloud cutesy pet names, like sunshine, love, my dawn, my beloved, ect.

Cloud gets absolutely livid, however, when Sephiroth calls him "StormCloud" and after explaining to Sephiroth that this was the nickname his mother gave him as a child, he never used it again. Odd.

Cloud also once fired back with, "Look alive, starshine!" Before throwing a grenade at the silver haired bastards smug face.

He almost didn't believe his eyes, Sephiroth was beaming

Every cell in Clouds body screamed, "Abort mission!" At that.

9. Cloud and Sephiroth are busy snarking at eachother when Barret started yelling at Cloud, telling him to stop flirting, thus embarrassing both of them.

10. Immortal Cloud learns how to keep Sephiroth out of his head by use of white magic and mental wards.

This is why Sephiroth was so baffled to be looking at a spikey blond haired eight year old with green cat eyes.

How would Sephiroth react to suddenly having a son? And with Cloud no less?

11. Sephiroth drinks a love potion, but instead of becoming kind or benevolent to Cloud, he smooshed the blond against his chest and proclaimed that they would soar the cosmos together as husband and wife.

Cloud is desperately trying to wiggle away while Cait Sith and Yuffie record it for potential blackmail material.

12. Genesis is proforming his poetry as per usual, until someone yells, "You are the gift of the goddess!"

Genesis was so flattered that he was stunned silent, something that doesn't happen often.

13. Sephiroth gradually becoming more and more obsessed with time traveler Cloud, until he gives the blond the ultimatum of "Become mine, or I will burn the world down till there is nowhere left for you to run, other than into my arms"

14. Unhinged time traveler Sephiroth flirting with Cloud.

15. Sephiroth confronting time traveler Sephiroth, and he, Angeal, and Genesis finding out he's been cloned

Bonus:

Jenova is alive and well.

She's healed enough that her brain is no longer exposed, not to mention she has her head back, and has taken to wearing long dresses to hide her scarred body. Not much she can do about the purple colour of her skin, but she mostly just tells people she was attacked by a strange monster and the side-effect of its poison never faded away.

Its amazing what humans will believe.

[lemonandhugs]

Stars Align: Chapter 3

Sam and Caitriona made their way to the gate, after dropping off their luggage. All they were left carrying was their over-the-shoulder carry-ons. They had to follow a long passage that led them down to the bottom of the airport, where they found themselves outside. They both walked towards the plane with the rest of the crowd. Caitriona glanced over at Sam and saw his bulging arm muscles that made her feel like she was going to blush and fall arse-over-tit at the same time.

‘Stop.staring.at.him!’

Cait quickly looked away before he noticed. Upon reaching the bottom of the very long and steep staircase to the plane, Sam looked back at Caitriona and smiled, giving a brief tilt of his head to let her know he was letting her go first. Caitriona hesitated. She was nervous about flashing him in this wind, being in a dress, and her legs giving out and collapsing right on top of him.

‘Well...if it’s not him that sees my purple G-string, it may be someone much less desirable and respectful…’

Cait quickly looked behind her and made eye contact with a very short, stout man of around 60. He winked at her and gave a smile that showed almost all 32 of his brown-stained teeth. Cait’s eyes widened in slight horror as she quickly looked away, removed her sunglasses from her head and put them on. She then noticed Sam inspecting the strange specimen.

‘Mhmm…MUCH less desirable, and seemingly NOT respectful!’

With that, she gave Sam a quick but thankful smile and hurried to the first step. She kept her eyes on her feet, concentrating very hard on not tripping or collapsing. As she was not watching what was in front of her, the top of her head bumped into the middle of a woman’s back. This woman with smoker lines on her upper lip and an unflattering, orange-based foundation immediately turned around and scowled down at Cait. At the same time, Cait flinched and jolted backwards, apologising. The woman slowly turned back without a change in her demeanour or an acknowledgement of her apology.

As soon as Cait jolted backwards, she realised that Sam was a lot closer than she anticipated. Only one step down from her, due to the long line of people waiting behind. Being so tall, they were now at the same height. Cait gasped and stiffened as she felt Sam’s solid chest and warmth seeping through her clothes to her bare back. She turned her head slightly, and a waft of his intoxicating smell smacked her right in the nostrils. She allowed it to thrill her body with goose bumps for half a second.

“I’m sorry,” Cait said in a half-whisper.

Sam giggled, and the feeling of his hot, coffee-mint smelling breath tickled the inside of Cait’s ear, intensifying the goose bumps down her legs, causing a satisfying chill from her shoulders to her thighs, and quickening her heartbeat. Cait made a conscious effort to not quiver, as she knew if she did, he would feel it.

“Are you alright?” Sam asked.

Cait took a quiet, deep breath, as she rode another wave of fire and chills.

“Yeah yeah, fine,” Cait replied a little too breathlessly.

‘Fuck…fuck shit fuck! No, stop. Calm down. Just breathe. Him being so close means my dress has no opportunity to blow up and flash anyone, at least…shit I hope my breath isn’t bad!’

The line continued to move slowly. Not even the chill of the harsh wind could alleviate the blush of Caitriona’s cheeks, or the burning sensation in between her shoulder blades, where she felt Sam’s chest rise and fall with his steady breathing. She continued to feel his breath on the back of her neck, through her hair. She bit her lip and continued to concentrate on breathing.

‘I hope my hair smells good…’

Cait and Sam finally reached the inside of the plane that looked a lot bigger than what it was on the inside. Cait moved slowly down the aisle, feeling Sam still close behind her. Cait glanced up at the seat numbers as she moved carefully. Suddenly, again as she was not watching what was in front of her, a tall, built man shot up and moved sideways out of his seat far too quickly. He had realised he was sitting in the wrong seat, and took the opportunity to quickly move, as there was no one in front of Cait. Not realising that Cait was half a step behind him, this man bulldozed sideways into her, knocking her into the side of a seat on the left. Her sunglasses were flung into one of the windows, and her carry-on, being wrapped around her petite figure, contributed in making her fall faster. Before she completely fell on her face onto the floor between the seats, she felt Sam’s hand encircle her upper arm and strongly pull her to him, which spun her around and she slammed into him, face to face. The man ran over and apologised approximately 35 times.

“Ah shit, I’m so sorry I didn’t see you, ma’am! I really am sorry! I’m sorry! Are you hurt?!” the heavily built man exclaimed, with a vein bulging out of his forehead.

After a moment of silence, as Cait was in a state where she couldn’t hear anything but her heartbeat in her ears, Sam stepped in.

“I think she’s okay, but you have to be more careful, man! Coming out of your seat like that without looking behind you, you could’ve seriously hurt her! Watch where you’re going,” Sam replied in a firm tone.

This man was tall, but Sam still had half a head on him. Cait felt every muscle of Sam’s torso flex as he bit out each word. Sam’s right hand was still gently holding her left upper arm, and his left hand rested in the middle of her back. Their bodies were pinned together so close, that Cait could feel Sam’s heartbeat speed up out of agitation. She could do nothing but keep her eyes closed and try to gain control of her breathing so her heart would slow. After a minute, she felt Sam’s breath hit the top of her forehead. She immediately opened her eyes, took a deep breath and carefully tilted her head upwards to meet his eyes. After a split second, she looked back down and took a step backwards.

“I’m sorry, did I hurt your arm when I grabbed you? Are you alright?” Sam asked gently, with deep concern in his eyes.

Cait regained the courage to look into those eyes again, knowing how red with embarrassment she was. She quickly brushed her hair out of her eyes, adjusted the strap of her bag, and gave a shy smile.

“No no, I’m alright. If you hadn’t grabbed me, I would’ve fallen straight onto my face. You have very quick reflexes, don’t you?” Cait let out a small, nervous laugh.

Sam looked down briefly and smiled. “I don’t know, maybe. Are you sure you’re alright? Did he hurt your shoulder?” Sam asked, glancing up and down at her figure before his eyes rested on her shoulder.

Cait shrugged one shoulder slightly and shook her head, “no, I’m okay. Thank you, Sam, again. I feel like I’ve thanked you so many times today already.”

Sam smiled sweetly at her, “well it’s my pleasure, Caitriona Balfe. I can’t have the leading lady get injured before even entering Scotland.”

Cait bit her lip and smiled at him in a rather flirtatious way.

‘Now he’s teasing me. Or flirting…is he flirting with me?’

Sam glanced up at a seat number on the left-hand side of the plane, which snapped Caitriona out of her silly thoughts. She carefully turned around and likewise glanced at the seat numbers, up on the right-hand side of the plane. She spotted her seat number and quickly looked back at Sam, who had also found his. Cait was two rows ahead of Sam, on the other side of the plane. Sam smiled at her and gave her a nod.

“Are you alright getting your bag up there?” Sam asked, motioning to the bag compartment above.

“Uh, yeah I’ll be alright, thank you,” Caitriona replied, giving him a quick smile, and eyeing the compartment above her.

‘Alright, Caitriona, come on! He’s done enough for you today. You don’t want him thinking you’re completely useless and reliant on him!’

Cait pulled the strap of her bag off over her head, rested the bag on the arm of her seat, bent down and picked it up with both hands. She used all of her strength, that she didn’t have a lot of, to quickly push her bag up into the compartment in one smooth motion. She let out a satisfied breath and smiled to herself. She didn’t dare look back at him, as she could already feel his eyes on her. She then sat down and let the seat fully absorb her, as she leant back and closed her eyes, finally feeling some relaxation. She was already seconds away from falling asleep, when she felt a gentle tap on her shoulder. Being not fully conscious, it startled her more than it should’ve, and she let out a small gasp.

“Oh, sorry!” she heard Sam’s smooth voice.

She looked to her side and up. Sam was there, holding her sunglasses out to her.

“Luckily they didn’t break,” Sam raised his eyebrows, then gave her a half smile as he handed them to her.

“Oh, thank you! I completely forgot about them. It all happened so fast,” Cait gently took her glasses and put them on her lap, looking down.

“Yeah, glad you’re alright. I’ll see you when we land,” Sam smiled, and gently touched her shoulder.

Cait quickly looked back up at him and smiled back, “yeah.”

Cait slipped her sunglasses back on and sunk into the chair, quickly falling into a much-needed deep sleep. Not even the rumbling sounds of the flight, the occasional turbulence, take-off, or the bumpy landing stirred Caitriona from this sleep.

Caitriona finally did awake by the prodding of a little boy of about 3 years old. He was poking her cheek, then switched to poking and prodding her shoulder. Cait’s eyes fluttered open gently, and she sat up straighter in her seat. She winced as her eyes adjusted to the light, as she removed her sunglasses.

‘Are we here already? Did I just sleep for 10 hours…?’

She then looked to her right, where she saw the little boy and his mother, staring and waiting to get past. The little boy had a cheeky grin on his face and poked his tongue out briefly.

“Oh, I’m sorry!” Cait exclaimed, quite embarrassed, and shot up out of her seat far too quickly, like the very man that knocked her almost entirely out of the plane window.

Cait felt the immediate head rush of standing up too fast, and she felt her knees beginning to buckle. She held on to the top of the seat in front of hers, as she waited for the woman and boy to grab their bags and walk down the aisle. She then held on to the rack of the baggage compartment above, hung her head forward and took some deep breaths. After about 5 minutes, Caitriona noticed the silence. She looked up and around and noticed that her and Sam were now the only two left on the plane, besides the stewardess waiting at the back. When she caught Sam’s eye, who was also about to get his bag down, he smiled brightly at her and she reciprocated.

She was starting to quickly feel better; the deep sleep and the strong coffee had done the job. Although, she was absolutely starving, having missed the meal options on the plane.

“Did you sleep well?” Sam asked, smirking. He walked up to her with his bag over his shoulder.

Cait was tugging her bag forward as she was preparing to lift it out of the compartment, then turned her head to look at him.

“How did you know I was asleep?” Cait asked.

“Well, I happened to notice that the entire flight, you didn’t move. Then when the stewardess came around to deliver meals, she had to take yours back each time, because she couldn’t wake you. You didn’t stir or anything. Then she checked your wrist for a pulse!” Sam laughed.

“Oh my gosh!” Cait covered her eyes and laughed.

“You’re a deep sleeper, then? Even after that coffee?” Sam asked, with a smile tugging at his lips.

“I was just very tired…uh…I’m still adjusting to my new apartment noise…and new bed,” Cait replied, looking down, then continued to pull at her bag.

Sam reached up with one hand, lifted the bag by its smaller straps and placed the large strap across her body, resting it on her shoulder.

“Thank you, Sam,” Cait gave a shy smile, looked down and adjusted the strap on her shoulder.

Sam smiled down at her. “So, after we find our hotel and drop our bags, would you like to go and get something to eat? Breakfast I suppose, since it’s only 5am here.”

Both Sam and Cait looked out of the same plane window, at the dark blue hue of dawn.

Caitriona yawned and nodded her head, “Yes, I’m actually starving.”

“I’ll bet you are!” Sam giggled. “Full English Breakfast?”

“When in England,” Cait shrugged one shoulder and smirked up at him, gaining back the confidence to look in those bright blues.

Ron was very organised and had everything set up for Sam and Caitriona for their stay in London. This included a driver, waiting for them outside the airport, to take them to their hotel. As soon as Sam and Caitriona walked out of the airport, the cold hit Cait and she instinctively wrapped her arms around her body and shivered. Sam looked at her with a concerned look. They both stood and waited for the driver to arrive, which according to Ron, would be in 3 minutes.

She noticed and said, “I actually packed warm clothes in my carry-on to change into before we landed, but I just…I didn’t expect to sleep all the way through.”

“I’ll make sure the driver has the heater on full-ball,” Sam reassured her kindly.

Caitriona nodded to him through her shivering.

Sam happened to now be wearing a jacket and a coat in preparation for the cold. He dropped his shoulder bag to the ground, slipped off his coat and hung it over both her and her cross-shoulder carry-on.

“Oh, you didn’t have to do that. The driver will be here any second,” Caitriona responded with a concerned but thankful smile.

“It’s alright, I had three layers on, that’s hardly fair,” Sam teased, smiling cheekily.

Caitriona briefly looked down, then met his eyes and smiled genuinely. She slipped her arms into the big coat, feeling instantly warm.

“Well thank you…again,” Caitriona giggled.

Sam winked at her, before quickly looking straight ahead, spotting the car.

The driver put all the luggage in the boot and Sam hastened to open the door for Caitriona.

She smirked at him, “you really are quite the gentleman, Sam.”

“Chivalry is NOT dead!” Sam teased and giggled.

Caitriona laughed and ducked her head, sliding into her seat. Sam quickly walked to the other side of the car and slid in, creating a slight puff of air that made his scent, again, dive up Cait’s nostrils. She looked away, out the window for a few moments. She was now experiencing a double whammy, as his coat that she was still wearing smelt strongly of him. She slightly squirmed in her seat.

“You’ve been to London before, haven’t you?” Sam asked.

“Yes, a few years ago now though,” Cait nodded.

“Is there anything in particular you would like to do while we’re here?” Sam asked.

“I’d love to walk through Hyde Park. I’ve never had the chance to before,” Cait responded, peering out the window.

Sam nodded, “sounds good. I’ve never been either.”

Cait looked at him and smiled, before peering back out of the window.

They reached their hotel 15 minutes later, checked in and were led up to their hotel rooms, by men carrying their luggage. Their hotel rooms were directly next door to each other.

Before walking in, Sam turned towards Cait and said: “uh…so we’ll get settled and then I’ll meet you out here in…”

“20 minutes?” Cait suggested.

“Okay, see you soon,” Sam giggled softly and walked into his room, where his luggage was already brought in. He closed the door softly behind him.

He walked over to the big window near the bed, stood there and admired the lights of London at dawn. Then he went into the bathroom, stared at his own reflection for 20 seconds, then splashed water on his face. He hung his top half of his body over the sink, breathing deeply.

‘Fuck. Yes, she is insanely attractive…and funny…and smart…and talented! Yes, it’s going to be difficult to sleep knowing she is on the other side of the wall…but…nothing can ever happen, not even if I wanted it to. Not even if she wanted it to…Ron wouldn’t allow it, nor anyone else related to developing this show. It’s a very risky thing to do in a very complicated situation. We’ve both read the first book…we are both aware of what we are going to have to do. That’s going to make things even harder, not having feelings intensify. It’s human nature, isn’t it? If something did happen between us and things go south…that would be bad…awkward especially. The show would be affected, we could both potentially lose our jobs, and perhaps have our career ruined. It’s far too big a risk, for both of us…OH WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU ON ABOUT! STOP BEING A FUCKING IDIOT. You’re just assuming she likes you in that sense. Again, you’re just assuming she’s not involved with someone!’

Sam grunted a little too loudly, with his eyes squeezed shut, his eyebrows knitted almost together, and his fists in his not-yet-permed red hair. After a minute, he composed himself with a deep breath. He stood up straight and looked at his reflection again, with a look of disappointment and shame.

‘You’re going to get to know this woman because you are going to work closely together for what could be years, if all goes well. You may even become good friends. You’re going to have to be physically and intimately close to this woman, but actors are in that position with co-stars all the time. That’s what we are going to be, co-stars. That’s it. Nothing more, no matter what feelings present themselves… You’ve known the woman for not even a full day put together! All you know about her is that she’s beautiful, a little clumsy, and some of her life story that she’s felt comfortable enough to share. She could be a total bitch, or a control freak, or a pain in the arse, you don’t know…fuck I hope not. It really doesn’t seem like she’s any of those things…you’ll find out sooner or later…keep your fucking head on straight and treat this like you’ve treated all your other roles; like a professional.’

With that, Sam harshly flicked off the light.

Cait, having changed into attire much more appropriate for a London morning, was leaning against her door, waiting. She still had Sam’s big coat and decided to put it back on. After all, she was going to need it, for what she was about to do.

‘Fucking idiot. Why didn’t you give it back? He’s too polite to have asked for it back. Fuck. Oh well…while I have it, might as well take advantage.’

Cait opened one side of the coat and deeply breathed in the intoxicating smell and made a noise that is commonly referred to as the Universal Fuck Noise and struggled to keep her legs from giving out. A noise she made a little too loudly and immediately slapped her hand over her mouth, knowing full well he was on the other side of that wall. The smell was like a sweet, but woody cologne. A smell she couldn’t get enough of. It was there when they first met at the chemistry test, and it was there now. His smell. She pulled herself together and quietly opened her door back up and poked her head out, looking around like a meerkat. She stepped out, quietly closed the door behind her and snuck past his door. When she was far enough away, she ran to the lift and pressed the down arrow too many times. She stood there waiting, slightly bobbing up and down and looked down the hallway to his door every 3 seconds. As soon as she heard the ding, she practically jumped into the lift and pressed the button to close the door far too many times. On the drive over to the hotel, Cait noticed a few cafes open already. One, in particular, very close to their hotel, which gave her an idea. She was going to get herself and Sam a coffee, to repay the favour, but also as a thank you for stopping her from spilling coffee all over herself, carrying her bag, stopping her from smashing her face on the plane floor, standing up for her, saving her sunglasses, giving her his jacket, and just being a sweet human and perfect gentleman; not to mention putting her at ease from day one.

She lightly jogged down to the café, hair bouncing and blowing into her face every so often, but hardly feeling the cold. The combination of the warm, massive coat, and the heat in her belly from the thrill of what she was about to do, made her immune to the cold.

‘Thank God for this coat!’

When she got to the café, she noticed a line-up of about 10 people.

‘Oh FUCK!’

She froze in her path with a defeated look on her face. She looked back towards the hotel, then further down the street past this café, not knowing what to do.

‘Fuck! In less than 15 minutes he’s going to be outside my room waiting! I just wanted to do something nice. Ugh! I could go to another café…but that’s further away and their line may be just as long! Hmm…alright! I’ll text him to say I need a little more time. Yes! That will work.’

Cait whipped her phone out and walked closer to get in the line. She briefly looked up to see where she was going, then she saw him. She saw SAM in the coffee line. Second in the line, looking down at his phone. She gasped and went into panic mode. Not thinking too clearly, she pounced behind a nearby red phone booth and hid.

‘What…WHAT! Damnit…trust him to be sweet and do this. He’s very quick. VERY quick…and sweet. Very very sweet…stop it, Cait. It’s a coffee, not a love letter.’ Cait breathed in deeply and sighed. ‘What now…do I sprint back to the hotel and play dumb, so he doesn’t know he was busted? Or do I bust him and admit I had the same idea…busting each other…oh fuck he’s ordering now! Alright, here we go.’

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33179176/chapters/82373794