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A Soulmate Who Wasn't Meant To Be [2] - Max Verstappen

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Note: Name and Part One based on the song A Soulmate Who Wasn't Meant To Be by Jess Benko

Summary: After the release of your first song, released the day before the Abu Dhabi Grand Prix weekend, there is some obvious tension in the garage as you and your ex boyfriend have one final fight for the championship.

Warning: Angst? I guess. Use of Y/N (sorry, I don't like using it but there were a couple of times that I had to bc I didn't have any alternatives), some social media at the end.

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A Soulmate Who Wasn't Meant To Be [Part Two] - MV¹

2024 Abu Dhabi Grand Prix

Thursday - Media Day

"Lovely to see you all," Crofty said, looking around the group of drivers in the press conference. On the couch was Max, Lando, Charles, Lewis and You. "Firstly, Y/N, all of us over at Sky Sports are loving the new song, it’s been the talk of the paddock all morning too. Lots of us want to know, who is it about?”

You chuckled, knowing that you’d be asked at some point. You hadn’t expected it to be so soon. “Firstly, thank you. I’m glad that so many people have been liking it. Lew and I have literally been working on it since like the start of the year. I’m so thankful that he agreed to do the guitar for me because I wouldn’t have been able to do this without him. As for who it’s about.” You paused, looking quickly at Max, who’s eyes were already on you. You looked at him for a moment before turning your attention back to Crofty, making sure to look at glance at the drivers as you did. “It’s about one of my ex’s. I won’t say which one.”

“And the name. How did you come up with the song name? How are you feeling about this weekend, by the way?”

“It was something that he said to explain why we broke up. I like to think that everything happens for a reason, you know? And sometimes, things aren’t meant to be. And that’s just life. I’m just glad that people like it. I’m so excited for this weekend. As you all know, it’s been hard working towards this weekend, and I’m looking forward to giving Max a hell of a hard time.”

He chuckled, looking at you. Your eyes went straight to him, sending him a competitive grin. “Hope you’re looking forward to P2 in the drivers, buttercup.” Him hitting you with the teasing childhood nickname was a surprise. He started calling you that when you were both 14 because he slipped a buttercup into your hand and it scared the life out of you. So since then, he has never let you live it down. You didn’t even hesitate in your response to him.

“I hope you’re looking forward to seeing me on the top step of the podium, Princess Max.” The glare he shot you was almost instantaneous as Charles started laughing, obviously having understood the reference.

“Right, just for that, I'm taking you out of the race on turn one.” You recognised that teasing tone in his voice, feeling your stomach flutter a little at that beautiful, happy tone that you had missed being directed at you. But you shook it off. ‘He wasn't meant to be, remember?’ you told yourself as the conference continued.

The moment you got out of the press conference, the atmosphere changed. Max walked straight past you, not even daring to look at you. You and Max still rarely talked. Since the start of 2024 you had become more civil, but you were nowhere near friends.

Max slumped down onto the seat in his driver's room. He ran his hand through his hair, sighing. Fuck. He heard the door open and shut and, moments later, felt a presence on the space beside him on the couch. “Go on, then. What’s up?”

He raised his head to the man, looking at the seriousness all across his face. “I don’t know what you mean.”

“Max. I was your teammate for like 2 years. I saw the way you loved her and I saw the mess after you broke up. I also just watched that press conference. Start speaking.” Daniel was persistent, to be fair to him. But he also had a point. Over the years, Daniel had heard a lot about how he felt but he never talked about you to him.

“I regret it. Basically every day. It’s not left my mind since I listened to her song.”

“Still? Max, it’s been 6 years since you broke up with her. Also, YOU broke up with HER. Why would you do that if you didn’t want to?”

Max sighed, the memories of his prior conversation coming back to him.

[November 2018]

“You need to break up with her.” The seven words he had always dreaded hearing. Never in a million years would he ever consider breaking up with you. You were his muse, his soulmate. You were the person he wanted to marry, the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. It was funny, the words that left the man in front of him’s mouth. He knew he had a long shot of ever getting him to do that.

“Give me one good reason why I should.”

“She’ll just distract you, Max!” Jos’ voice was already doing Max’s head in and he had only said 12 words so far. ‘What happened to hello, how are you?’ He thought, rolling his eyes at the poor excuse that he spilled.

“As if she had ever distracted me before. Seriously, dad. We have been karting and racing together for years, for our entire relationship, and nothing will change now that we are in the same team.”

And that’s how it became an argument. The pair were shouting at each other. And then the bomb dropped. Jos handed Max a photo, making a comment about how he wouldn’t want it to be leaked. Max looked at the photo, his stomach instantly turning with disgust as he realised the photo that his father had managed to get ahold of and was now using it to threaten him, attempting to get him to break up with you, his person, because he wasn’t a fan of you. Jos never had liked you. Whilst being with you, you had helped Max realise that Jos was not a good person by any means, and Jos didn’t like that. As if on queue, your head poked around the door, quickly apologising when you realised that Jos was there. Jos smiled at you, before speaking. “No problem, I was just leaving. Think about what I said, Max.”

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“What a dick,” Daniel declared, having taken a few moments to process what Max had just explained.

“Daniel, I miss her so much.”

“I know, mate. I know.” Daniel paused his speaking for a minute, attempting to come up with some kind of recommendation. He was fully aware that Max couldn’t express how he felt in person, so he came up with an idea. “Maybe write her a letter. She likes displays of affection like that.”

Race Day.

Crossing the line was the happiest you had been in a while. The race was excellent. For most of the race, Max and you had been fighting for P1 until he barely managed to get out of your DRS range. He ended up being a good few seconds ahead with 10 laps remaining. You didn't let that get to you, though, opting to keep pushing to the very last lap. And you did, getting closer and closer. However, you would've been perfectly happy if Max won. You both put up a brilliant fight and the drive against him was superb. But then you saw your golden opportunity. You overtook him, riskily but safely and fairly, regaining the lead of the race. Final lap. You heard the radio sound, being disappointed when Christian could be heard through it. “Give Max back the position, please.”

“Why should I?” You were pissed. Once again, they were attempting to strip you of everything you had worked hard for, everything that you wanted and dreamed of. Everything that you and Max talked about when you were kids. One day, he would say, one day we'll both be world champions, driving for Red Bull together and happily in love. Well, that last part didn't happen but you weren't about to give up on that.

“Max has worked so hard for this.”

“Fuck off, Christian, so have I.”

He said your name with venom, chuckling as he spoke. “We have a meeting to sign your contract extension tomorrow, remember. You've got to respect what your boss says if you want to keep driving.”

You scoffed as you crossed the finish line. No congratulations from Christian, a congratulations from your amazing race engineer, of course, but he was quickly shushed by Christian. You knew at least Crofty and Martin would be cheering in that commentary box, likely would be referring to it as the most interesting race since Abu Dhabi 2021 or Bahrain 2022.

Getting out of the car, you saw the red bull team. But they weren't cheering for you, they were cheering for Max. You hugged your engineer, excitedly celebrating your first world championship. The one you had worked so hard for day in and day out. You then rushed to hug a bunch of the drivers who were there, starting with Fernando who finished P3 in the race, as well as the championship. Then you went to them all, starting with Lewis, then Charles and Carlos, then Yuki, then Logan and so on. And then you saw Max. He walked to you, giving you a congratulatory hug. You hugged back, your arms going around his waist. You felt his hands move around your shoulders to your neck, confusion filling you as you pulled away from the hug, noticing the Dutch flag wrapped around your shoulders. “If I won, I was going to wear it to the podium. But this time, it's your turn. Congratulations.”

The post race interview started with Fernando, then only Max. When he was asked about how he felt about losing to you, he, too, referenced your childhood. “On the 14th of February 2012, she asked me what my dream was. I told her that it was for us to both make it to F1. For us to both be world champions, driving in the same team. Together. And a couple other things. Whilst we didn't get those other things, I'm happy that we have finally achieved most of our dreams.” It then went onto you.

Jenson asked about the race, congratulated you, the normal stuff. He then brought up the request from Horner about letting Max win. He smiled softly, signalling for you to speak as much as you wanted. “To be quite honest, Jens, I think it was a stupid team order. For them to assume that I would willingly give up a championship to give it to someone else is insane. I’ve been listening to his orders for years, letting Max through most of the time I was asked. However, when I don't, all I would receive is a lecture. ‘You should’ve listened to us’ he would say. ‘You didn’t deserve that win, you are lucky you are even driving for us, don’t push your luck.’” Your eyes scanned the crowd as you spoke. Disgust about Christian’s actions was over all the driver’s faces. Including Max, who was clearly surprised. Christian, on the other hand, looked as white as a ghost. You continued speaking.

“However, I am not, by any means, upset with Max. I know that none of this was his fault. It was Christian’s,” you said, pausing to take a breath before saying the next thing. This whole year had built up to this moment. “Which is why I am incredibly happy to announce that the contract renewal meeting will not be necessary, because I will be driving for Mercedes AMG Petronas Formula One Team in the 2025 season.” You glanced over to Lewis who had grinned at you, winking, having already known the news. You took this opportunity to lightly tease him about his inability to say the team name. “See, Lew? It’s not that difficult to remember the name.”

“So… Mercedes, huh?”

“Yes, Max. Mercedes. You won’t miss me too much when I’m gone, no?”

He chuckled, sitting on your couch as you packed your stuff up. “Maybe I will, maybe I won’t. Are you going to the Red Bull Team Party later?”

“I wasn’t invited. Never have been.”

“Really?” He watched you nod. “Well, come anyway. Be my plus one, show them who’s the boss.” He stood up, stepping closer to you. “I’m sorry they favoured me. I never rewatched the races so I never saw the radio. I truly am sorry.”

“Max, it wasn’t your fault. I’ll think about your offer, I need to go.”

“Wait.” He reached in his pocket, pulling out some paper. “Read that when you get to the hotel, please.”

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Y/N,

You’ll have to bear with me, I will try my best not to waffle too much. I struggle to express how I feel through words, so Daniel suggested a letter.

When I think back to 2018, I realised that I never gave you a proper explanation on why I broke up with you. It was not a choice which I wanted to make. If given the choice, I would’ve chose the opposite, however, given the situation, the choice was obvious.

My father threatened me with a photo. I know what you’re thinking. “Why would a photo give you a reason to break up with me?” Jos managed to get a hold of an inappropriate photo of you, one which he threatened to release if I stayed with you. Believe me, if the opportunity was there, we would still be dating now. However, I couldn’t do this to you. I couldn’t let your reputation in the F1 community get destroyed because I decided to be selfish and stay with you. I hope I can be forgiven for this. I loved your song. It might’ve been the most beautiful thing I have ever heard.

I know that our break up was irreparable. I handled it way worse than I should have. However, I again have reason for this. I feared that, if I wasn’t harsh, you would’ve been determined to keep us working. And I have a soft spot for you, I always have done. I would do anything for you in a heartbeat.

I know I never said it when we were together, and I know that I should have, but I love you more than I have ever loved anyone before. I have since the day we met to the current day. I’m planning to give this letter to you the day of the Abu Dhabi Grand Prix, after the race, but it was written before. I hope you know that, no matter what, even if you win the championship, nothing will ever stop me feeling devoted to you. You are my life, my soul, my person. I will love you until the day I take my last breath.

I know we may never be able to repair what we had, but maybe we could just be friends? If so, my number is *** *** *** ***, please message me, schat.

Forever yours,

Maxie xx

You messaged him. Of course you did. Deep down, you missed him. He was your person. You were happy he at least wanted to be friends. Sure, he absolutely was a soulmate who wasn't meant to be, but maybe you could at least talk a little more now.

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youruser: and with that, the 2024 season comes to an end. It's been a pleasure, glad to finally have a Championship under my belt x

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maxverstappen1: Been a pleasure driving with you. Can't wait to have you as proper competition next year x

youruser: It's been a great 6 years, Max. x

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youruser: My time at Red Bull Racing has come to an end. This decision was not one I took lightly, however, it took little to no consideration to make this decision. The treatment that I received from Red Bull Racing over the years and, more specifically, Christian Horner, has been one I would not wish upon any driver. That being said, Max, you have been a wonderful teammate. Can't wait to beat you again next year, just in a Mercedes this time. Goodbye Oracle Red Bull Racing, hello Mercedes AMG Petronas Formula One Team. (P.s. Christian, I am bringing my race engineer with me xoxo)

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georgerussell63: Can't wait to be your teammate!!

youruser: so hyped!!

maxverstappen1: Humble yourself, I'll be back to winning the wdc next year

youruser: lmaoooo you wish

mercedesamgf1: What's 4+4??

youruser: ATEEEE

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f1: bet you didn't expect this abu dhabi plot twist!! Our World Champ moves to Mercedes for 2025!!

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Hi All, I got asked to write a part two so here we go x Sorry if this was bad, it's unedited and it's also currently 1.40am for me. Goodnight everyone, have a good day! Alocon

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murfpersonalblog · 3 months ago

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IWTV S3 Promo/Teaser: Freaking Out - Lestat & Daniel are Unhinged

As usual, Imma try to go frame by frame thru AMC's IWTV S3 promo, but I was laughing so hard I had one hand slapped over my forehead trying not to pass out and die--WHAT am I looking at in the year of our lord 2024!? 🫣 AMC is so goated for doing this!

Daniel oughta be sued for this alone--he should've tracked down Damek if he just needed a random blonde white guy if Lestat refused to show up! XD STUNT QUEENS!

Mark Johnson: "I think he's entertaining someone?" Daniel: "Do we have insurance for homicide?"

Yeah, YOURS! 😂

And they got the gallon of blood in a pewter goblet, WHY? XD That don't even look warm! 😭

Daniel: "That HIM. Jesus Christ, look at him!"

By the tone of his voice I can't tell if Daniel was creaming himself or pissing himself, or both. 😝

LESTAT IS WEARING CLAUDIA'S YELLOW COLOR I AM UNWELL NOBODY TOUCH ME 😭💔

Mark Johnson: Mr. Lioncourt, hi, Mark Johnson, I'm the executive producer. We talked on the phone a couple of times; we're really excited about the-- Lestat: I don't remember you. Mark Johnson: --documentary.... Ok.

GOD. 🤣🤦

Sam's midriff, I can't; Carol Cutshall, Imma send you my therapy bills.

Get this coked out queen off my dang screen. 🤣🤦

Not the blood-red choker where Louis slit his throat-- He wears blood like jewels, y'all! XD You can't talk about Louis now, hypocrite! 😝

Christine Claire: You have 45 minutes and he's gone. Daniel: Who the f**k are you? Staff: This is Christine Claire, Mr Lioncourt's lawyer.

REALLY, Les? Really?

Staff: Hair and makeup, now-- Lestat: Do I look like I need you? 💅💎

💀👻 This diva bish.

Lestat: There's a goblet on the table. 🧿👄🧿🔪 Daniel: You don't like the goblet? Can we get rid of the goblet, please, thank you~!

The way Lestat death-stares the poor sound-man just for being dehydrated, omg.

"Armand told the truth" tattoo--are y'all effing kidding me? 🤣 Daniel Molloy and cinematographer Jesse M. Feldman; you've got a mole in your studio!

Lestat is PIIIIIISSSED! 🤣At long last, the meme has been realized!

Daniel: I see you have my book there, what do you think--*choking*

Oml, Lestat's finna kill Daniel by the end of this interview! 😭 I am DYING of laughter, y'all.

"I am The Vampire Lestat. I'm immortal...more or less. The light of the sun...the sustained heat of an intense fire.... These things might destroy me. But then again...they might not.

Sam, you WERK, bish!

His vocals on the song snippet sound REALLY good! While I'm bummed we won't get that Nu Metal sound from the QotD movie, I'm glad they're going with Euro-sounding Glam Rock for AMC!Lestat!

Nice nod to Count Dracula's ah-ah-ah laugh! XD

They just CANNOT decide which contacts to give this man, it's hilarious at this point.

What on earth is he doing? XD

God, he's killed someone on set. XD

Louis finna show up at the studio with the divorce papers this time. XD

Nope, that face won't save you now! XD

Lestat once Daniel's done tearing his dignity to shreds.

He's cracked, your honor.

This promo was SO much fun, omg, I haven't laughed like that in a hot minute; thank you AMC! ❤️

#interview with the vampire #the vampire lestat #lestat de lioncourt #amc immortal universe #lmfao bye #the hype is real #must see tv

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callmebrycelee · 7 months ago

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9-1-1 REACTION

This week’s episode marks the 100th episode for 9-1-1 and it is a total banger! I figured nothing could get better than Bobby and Athena trapped inside an upside-down cruise ship, but this week’s episode walked up to the bar and said, “hold my beer”. If you’re reading this, you know exactly why this episode is truly *that girl* and I promise you we’re gonna talk about those last 4 minutes and 23 seconds that had us collectively clutching our pearls, pillows, and pets and left us with nary a hair on our scalps. We’ve got a lot of ground to cover so let’s not waste another second. This reaction is for the season 7, fourth episode “Buck, Bothered and Bewildered” which originally aired April 4, 2024. The episode was written by Andrew Meyers and Bradley Michael Marques and directed by actor turned directed Chad Lowe. Spoilers ahead!

“She has anthrax! Or glitter.” – Bachelor Producer, to everyone

We start things off at the Bachelor mansion where we see real-life runner up of season 20 of The Bachelorette and star of season 28 of The Bachelor, Joey Graziadei. I have never seen an episode of The Bachelor, but I have watched the first two seasons of VH1’s Flavor of Love so I’m quite familiar with the concept of a bunch of women competing for the affections of one man. The opening to this episode does a great job of parodying the hit ABC dating and relationship reality television series while also being respectful. After all, the show and it’s many spin-offs are beloved by many, including 9-1-1 viewers.

We see a handful of hopeful contestants pull up to the mansion in limos, each of them providing a cheesy introduction very reminiscent of RuPaul’s Drag Race and the Real Housewives. I love that two of the contestants are named Ashley because of course there would be two Ashleys cast in the same season of a show like this. My favorite contestant, however, is Ashley A., a flight attendant who looks like she just stepped out of the one-season wonder Pan Am starring Christina Ricci, a pre-Barbie Margot Robbie, and Mike Vogel. Now that I think about it, wasn’t Pam Am an ABC show?

The last contestant arrives with a bottle of glue and introduces herself as Conchata. Joey is all of us and asks her about her name because for those of you who haven’t seen the episode, this woman is the whitest shade of pale and is the last person I expect to have the name Conchata. The producers (played by Jamie Denbo and Rique) scramble behind the scenes trying to find out who this woman is because she is definitely not Conchata. The contestant comes clean about who she really is and introduces herself (again) as Bailey, an aesthetician from Sheboygan, Wisconsin. She takes the bottle of glue and pours it all over the cobblestone driveway. She then lies flat on the driveway in attempt to glue herself to the surface. Our two producers attempt to remove her, but her skin has adhered to whatever glue she poured on the ground.

Cue title card.

“I love dalmatians.” – Ashley C., Bachelor contestant, to Evan Buckley and Eddie Diaz

Our favorite 911 dispatch, Maddie, gets a call from the season 5 bachelor and host of The Bachelor, Jesse Palmer. We learn Maddie and Josh (played by Bryan Safi) are uber fans of the show and I cracked up when Josh commandeered the phone call and started grilling Jesse about the new bachelor. Maddie deploys the 118 to the Bachelor mansion and it’s heavily insinuated the location of this particular emergency is outside of the area the department usually responds to. Way to keep it professional, you guys!

The 118 arrive on the scene and Chimney and Hen attend to Bailey (played by Sarah Fletcher). Chimney sees Joey and he is awestruck. I can totally see he and Maddie piling up on the living room sofa after they’ve put Jee-Yun to bed to watch The Bachelor. There’s a funny moment where the other contestants flirt heavily with Eddie and Buck. Eddie tells them he’s taken but points to Buck and says that he is single. Buck tells them he has a rule about not dating people he meets on calls which is hilarious considering he nearly got fired in the first episode of the series for taking one of the firetrucks to a booty call with a woman he saved.

Eddie and Buck breakout the jackhammer to cut away the piece of driveway Bailey is stuck to so she can be transported to the nearest hospital. Meanwhile, Chimney answers a FaceTime call from Maddie and Josh who want to know the identity of the latest bachelor. Chimney flips the camera around and tries to be sneaky about filming Joey, but he gets caught. He ducks behind the limo Bailey pulled up in and sees another woman passed out in the backseat. We learn this is the real Conchata and she has been chloroformed by Bailey. Speaking of Bailey, as she is loaded into the ambulance, she yells for Joey to visit her in prison. Yeah, I don’t think Joey Graziadei is going to be visiting you, Bailey.

“That night was the most fun I’ve had since getting struck by lightning.” – Evan Buckley, to Tommy Kinard

We next head over to Air Operations One which I’ve learned is a part of the Los Angeles Fire Department. Tommy Kinard (played by Lou Ferrigno Jr.), our former 118 firefighter turned helicopter pilot, is giving Buck a tour of the unit. I got so excited seeing these two share a scene together because it’s no secret that Buck is my favorite character on the show, and I really like how they’re brought Tommy back into the show this season. Buck is in awe of everything Tommy’s telling him, but the latter believes he has ulterior motives for being there. He asks if Buck is thinking about changing career paths. Buck tells him that he really got a thrill flying in the middle of a hurricane to save Bobby and Athena. It’s the most fun he’s had since getting struck by lightning.

Buck asks Tommy what got him into flying. Tommy tells him that he used to be a pilot in the Army. Buck lights up and tells Tommy that Eddie was in the Army, too. Tommy already knows this. Buck then tells Tommy that he met his ex (Taylor) responding to a helicopter crash and then realizes in that moment that maybe that was a sign of things to come. Tommy agrees that saving someone’s life and dating them never turns out the way you want it to. Upon second (and third) viewing of this episode, I find it interesting how the both of them are ambiguous about the genders of the people they are speaking about. Buck could’ve mentioned Taylor by name, but he chose to just say ex instead. Now back to the topic at hand, Buck says he isn’t sure if he’d want to leave where he is now to pursue being a pilot and Tommy assures him he can do both which seems to be the thesis of this episode. Tommy offers to teach Buck how to fly for fun. Buck offers to buy him a beer and Tommy says he’d love that. Again, how did I not pick up on the subtle flirtation the first time I saw this episode. These two’s chemistry is off the charts.

However, our little meet cute is cut short when Eddie arrives. Eddie is surprised to see Buck there and asks Tommy if he got three tickets to the fight. Tommy says ‘no’ but he wishes he did. Here’s another thing I really liked about this scene. I’m sure, by now, Tommy knows that Buck goes by Buck but each time he addresses Buck he calls him ‘Evan’. I’ve always equated the characters on this show who refer to him as ‘Evan’ as having more of an intimate connection with him, i.e., Maddie his sister or Eddie his best friend. Anywho, Buck is surprised to learn that Tommy and Eddie have tickets to a big fight in Vegas and they’re taking one of the helicopters there. Now I have a question. If Buck wasn’t allowed to drive the firetruck to his hookups back in season one, how is Tommy flying to Vegas with Eddie in one of the LAFD choppers okay? Also, I didn’t know helicopters could fly that great of a distance. Anyway, Tommy and Eddie leave to board the helicopter and our poor Buck is left behind feeling both a little confused and a lot jealous.

“It is so good to have you back.” – Athena Grant, to Harry Grant

Speaking of surprises, Athena does not sleep with her hair wrapped. No shade, but no Black woman I know is going to lay her head down at night without doing something to protect her hair. Okay, I’m gonna leave Athena alone because she is thrilled to have her son back home. Yes, you read that right. Harry Grant is back home but he looks a bit different. The character is now aged up played by a new actor – Elijah M. Cooper. Now, in case you forgot, Harry went to live with his dad in Florida back in season five and we really haven’t seen him since then. When Athena says she can’t believe Michael didn’t say anything about Harry coming to visit. Harry tells her his dad has been really busy and had to fly back to Haiti. Bobby is immediately suspicious of this because he figures that Michael would’ve called about something like this. Athena doesn’t seem to concerned about any of this and is basically just happy to have her youngest back under her roof.

“I saved a baby in a pipe once although it was a preemie and it didn’t speak.” – Evan Buckley, to everyone

Meanwhile, Buck, Eddie, and Ravi (played by Anirudh Pisharody) respond to an emergency at a restaurant where the dishwasher (played by Jibre Hordges) claims he hears a voice coming from inside the sink. Ravi doesn’t think it’s possible that someone could be trapped inside a drain but Buck reminds him of the time he pulled a newborn out of a sewer pipe. The firefighters do finally hear someone yelling for help and the restaurant manager (played by Cesili Williams) shows them footage of a motorcyclist being struck by a car and knocked into a storm drain.

Buck, Eddie, and Ravi head outside and Ravi, being the newest member of the 118, is lowered down into a manhole to extract the poor guy. During this time, Buck grills Eddie about his outing with Tommy. He learns that in addition to going to Vegas, Tommy is also teaching Eddie the Muay Thai style of boxing and they’ve even worked on Eddie’s Chevelle together. Buck does his best to hide his jealously, but he can’t help pressing his best friend for more details. He asks Eddie when he plans on seeing Tommy again. Eddie tells him that Tommy has this karaoke/trivia thing he does on Wednesdays and asks Buck what his plans are for that day. Buck perks up and says his schedule is wide open. Eddie asks if he would watch Christopher for him. He would ask Marisol, but she’s already watched Christopher twice already. Yikes! So, a lot to unpack here. First, is Eddie using his girlfriend as childcare? Second, does this mean Buck’s level of importance to Eddie has decreased now that Tommy and Marisol are in the picture. Lastly, is Eddie really that oblivious? I get wanting to have a new friend, especially one who you have a lot in common with, but he knows Buck, or rather he should know Buck, and him saying these things, even though Buck technically asked him for this information, is hurtful for Buck to here. This, I’ve noticed, is a continuing trend of certain characters getting upset whenever Buck does something wrong, but having little to no regard when it comes to his feelings. This isn’t the first time Eddie has done something like this and I have to believe that he really is oblivious because the alternative means that he’s doing these things because he’s trying to get his friend all riled up. Of course, Buck agrees to watch Christopher because of course he’s going to watch Christopher.

“Is it circled with a heart around it?” – Maddie Buckley, to Evan Buckley.

A few days later, Buck updates Maddie on Eddie’s new friendship with Tommy. Buck is so jealous of the new friendship that he’s gathering intel from Christopher. Although Buck is being a little bit extra about all of this, a part of me can relate to the emotions he’s feeling. He worries that Tommy has made such an impression on not only Eddie but Christopher in such a short period of time. What I find fascinating is that while Buck is jealous, he harbors no ill-will towards Tommy. In fact, he agrees with Eddie and Christopher. Tommy is cool. Buck tells his sister that Christopher would not stop talking about Tommy. Maddie wonders if it’s because Buck kept asking him questions about Tommy. Buck mentions that Eddie has a date written down on his calendar and it’s for a weekly pick-up basketball game with Tommy and other first responders. The date is circled. Buck mentions that Eddie has asked him to this before. Maddie reminds Buck that he doesn’t like basketball and he agrees and says that’s why he always tells Eddie ‘no’ but now Eddie is going with Tommy. Chimney hears the tail-end of their conversation and tells Maddie that Tommy flew Eddie to Vegas for a fight in a chopper. Chimney teases Buck by saying that Tommy’s so cool.

“We have a problem.” – Bobby Nash, to Athena Grant

Back over at the Grant-Nash household, Bobby tells Athena he talked to Michael. Michael is not in Haiti, and he also had no clue Harry had left and come to Los Angeles which means Harry lied to the both of them. Athena wonders why Harry would lie, and Bobby says it’s because the police is looking for him. They showed up to Michael’s house while he was on the phone with Bobby. Bobby tells his wife that Harry got into a fight and assaulted someone. There’s now a warrant out for his arrest due to him fleeing the jurisdiction. Yikes! Poor Athena. You think you know your kids.

“That’s Jeremy. That’s my son, he’s a doctor.” – Dorothy Nelson, to Athena Grant

Maddie receives a call from an older woman named Dorothy Nelson who is reporting an intruder in her home. Maddie instructs her to stay calm and tells her to find a place to hide until the police get there. The woman panics and tells Maddie she has a gun. Maddie tells her that arming herself can only make the situation she’s in more dangerous. Dorothy starts screaming and then we hear a gunshot.

Athena, Hen, and Chimney arrive on the scene and find a man dead in the Dorothy’s living room. Chimney tends to her and learns she recently sustained a fall in her garden. Athena looks around the room and sees a photo on the mantle above the fireplace. She realizes the man in the photo looks an awful lot like the dead man on the floor. Hen posits Dorothy has face blindness which means she wouldn’t have been able to recognize the guy even if she does know him. This emergency reminds me of a similar one on Lone Star where a kid locked himself in the bathroom because his dad thought he was an intruder.

Athena goes over to Dorothy (played by Meagen Fay) and asks her if she recognizes the man in the photo. She tells Athena that the man in the photo is her son, Jeremy, and he’s a doctor. So, this lady has killed her own son, and the sad part is, she still thinks that it’s an intruder she shot. This is beyond sad, and I felt so bad for her. I also feel bad for Athena who will have to be the one to tell her the truth. Hen asks her if she can imagine looking into her own child’s face and not even recognizing him. Athena says yes she can.

“That’s how they wake you up in jail for sleeping in. Except the water won’t be clean and it probably won’t be water.” Athena Grant, to Harry Grant

Athena returns home and confronts her son. I did not like the way Harry was talking to his mom and I was wondering why Athena didn’t slap him across his lips. Then I realized, she already did this back in season 5 when Harry started mouthing off at her. Athena is extremely patient in this scene while Harry tells her about the incident involving him assaulting a man. The man, in question, is the manager of a convenience store. Apparently this man was following Harry around while he was inside the convenience store and accused Harry of stealing. The man wouldn’t let Harry leave and got aggressive with him which is why Harry hit him. Harry is upset because he believes she is taking law enforcement’s side over his much like he thinks she did when his father was pulled over several seasons ago. Athena reminds him she is a cop, and he counters by reminding her that he is still his mom. He asks her which one is more important to her but says he already knows the answer to that question.

“Hey, what are you doing on Thursday?” – Evan Buckley, to Howard "Chimney" Han

Over at the 118, Buck is trying his best to get Eddie’s attention, but the latter is too wrapped up in his phone call with Tommy. Buck tries to impress by bench-pressing a lot of weight but he’s clearly struggling with isn’t too believable for me because have you seen Buck? The guy is a tank! Ravi asks him if he needs help and Buck declines. I wish Buck wasn’t so short-sighted because as much as he wants Eddie and Tommy to notice him, I think Ravi wants Buck to notice him. For him, I think, Buck is the cool one. Chimney brings Buck a package addressed to an M. Buckley which I found funny because either Buck doesn’t have his own Amazon Prime account or maybe he shares one with Eddie and didn’t want his friend knowing what he’s ordering. Turns out, the item Buck has ordered is a new basketball. When Buck sees Eddie again, he suggests that they can get a basketball hoop. Eddie barely acknowledges this before returning to his conversation. Yeah, I’m beginning to think Eddie is doing this on purpose.

“He was shot when he was mistaken as an intruder.” – Athena Grant, to Dorothy Nelson

Athena puts her cutest outfit and goes to see Dorothy Nelson at the hospital. She rips off the Band-Aid and tells Dorothy her son is dead. When Dorothy asks what happens, Athena tells her that he was killed because he was mistaken as an intruder. I like how Athena delivered this news because it wasn’t accusatory. She lets Dorothy figure out the rest and the moment it dawns on her that she is the one who killed Jeremy she is rightfully devastated. Kudos to the actress playing Dorothy Nelson because she really sold this scene for me. This is the most devasting thing I’ve seen on this show since the story back in season 5 where two best friends were struck during the middle of a parade and one of them died. The scene ends and I’m left wondering what will become of this woman. I can’t imagine the pain she’ll have to live with knowing she killed her son.

“So, I’m your basketball beard. I feel so bonded.” – Howard “Chimney” Han, to Evan Buckley

Buck convinces Chimney to go with him to the pick-up basketball game. Buck pretends to be surprised to see Eddie and Tommy there. Eddie asks Chimney how he managed to talk Buck into playing basketball because every time he asks him, he says ‘no’. Chimney decides to play coy and tells Eddie he has his ways. I love seeing Chimney being supportive of Buck because very soon they are going to be brothers-in-law. The two square off against Eddie and Tommy and the latter are dominating. Buck lets his jealousy get the better of him and trips Eddie up right as he’s about to make a lay-up. We hear something pop as Eddie falls to the ground. Chimney goes into paramedic mode and assesses Eddie’s injury. He thinks Eddie may have a fracture or sprain. Tommy says that Eddie rode with him, so he’ll be the one to take him to urgent care. Eddie gives Buck a hurt look and Buck immediately feels horrible. Tommy lifts Eddie up and takes him away. Chimney looks at Buck and says, “Well you bucked that up, didn’t you?” Geez, I really feel bad for Buck. He is spiraling!

“It seems unjust, but in reality that’s just the way it is.” – Athena Grant, to Harry Grant

With a cooler head, Athena decides to talk to her son. He apologizes for how he spoke to her. He tells her he is not sorry for hitting the convenience store manager. Athena reminds him that he is not only representing himself and their family, but also his community, which means he can’t go around punching people. He tells her that’s a lot of pressure, but she says that’s the reality of the world they live in. She tells him has to be smarter and he asks her if that means he’s not allowed to be angry. Athena tells him it’s okay to be angry because at the end of the day, he’s a human and that’s what humans do – they get angry when they are upset. However, she reminds him that things could have been worst for him. What if the convenience store manager had a gun? Harry asks her what would have been the right thing for him to do in the situation and I like that Athena admits she doesn’t know. At the end of the day, you have to do whatever you have to do to make it home alive. That’s sentiment is so sad to me but as a Black man living in America, in the South to be specific, I totally get it. It’s not fair but it is what it is.

Athena shows him the footage of what happened at the convenience store. Harry watches as the manager confronts him and even gets aggressive. He also sees himself punch the man. It’s sobering for him to see this video. He says it’s like watching someone else. Athena tells him that everyone has something they’ve done that they aren’t proud of (you hear that Buck?) but the true test of character is being able to face the consequences of one’s actions. Harry tells her he doesn’t know what to do and she tells him they’ll figure it out together. Whatever happens, she will be right there with him because he is her son, and she loves him no matter what.

“I’m not a fourteen-year-old girl.” – Evan Buckley, to Maddie Buckley.

Buck brings Maddie lunch at the dispatch center and catches her up on what happened with Eddie. She asks Buck how Eddie is feeling, and he tells her he doesn’t know because he hasn’t talked to him. Maddie is surprised to hear this considering Buck and Eddie are so close. Buck tells her he doesn’t think Eddie wants to hear from him since he’s the one who hurt him. Maddie says it’s an accident, but Buck tells her he was pissed about Eddie and Tommy hanging out so much that he allowed his jealousy to get the better of him. He’s the reason why Eddie got injured. Buck says he was only trying to get his attention. Maddie tells him that is not the way to get someone’s attention. When I first watched this scene, I thought Maddie was going a little overboard with her disapproval of what Buck did. Then I realized, violence is how her husband Doug would get her attention back when they were married. Buck tells her he feels awful for what he did to Eddie, and she tells him not to do it again.

She admits she knows how he feels because she had a similar situation with her best friend growing up. Her friend became friends with another girl and Maddie did everything she could, including dyeing her hair blonde and attempting to change her name, to get her friend to notice her. It never occurred to her that she could have still been friends with her friend even if her friend was friends with someone else. Maybe they could have all been friends. But Maddie was too jealous to realize this. The situation made her look desperate, and she would’ve been better off just explaining to her friend how she felt.

“It’s good to see you Harry.” – Captain Elaine Maynard, to Harry Grant

Athena accompanies Harry to the police station, and they are met by Captain Elaine Maynard (played by Claudia Christian). The captain tells Athena and Harry she spoke with the Miami Dade Police Department, and they have no interest in extraditing for a misdemeanor assault. However, both jurisdictions recommended Harry remain in Los Angeles with Athena and complete 100 hours of community service. Harry is surprised he isn’t going to jail but Athena makes it known that him being under her watchful eye will be worse.

“It’s not like I could ever replace you.” – Tommy Kinard, to Evan Buckley

Now, we’ve finally made it to my favorite scene of the episode. We head over to Buck’s loft. There’s a knock at the door and when he goes to check, he finds Tommy on his doorstep. Tommy asks if they can talk, and Buck invites himself inside. I love the subtle detail of Tommy being in awe of Buck’s loft. Buck offers him a drink and reminds him that he owes him a beer. Tommy declines and says he won’t be staying long. He tells Buck he wants to clear the air between the two of them and he didn’t want to do so over the phone or through a text message. Tommy calls him Evan and says it was never his intention to cause any bad blood between him and Eddie. Buck assures him there’s no bad blood and owns up to his bad behavior. He tells him that he and Eddie make perfect sense as friends. Tommy agrees and reminds Buck that Eddie can have more than one friend.

Tommy says that he would never be able to replace him. He says that Christopher cannot shut up about Buck. I love the smile on Buck’s face when Tommy says this because it’s a reminder that Buck, seven seasons later, still craves the approval and the acceptance of those around him. Even Christopher. Buck asks Tommy if Eddie is mad at him. Tommy tells him Eddie is not mad at him. If anything, he feels bad (they both do) for excluding Buck. He tells Buck that he and Eddie hanging out was never about Buck, but Buck says that’s the problem. He admits he can get pretty jealous. I’m so proud of Buck for just owning everything in this scene. Lisa Rinna would be proud.

Tommy admits that Buck isn’t the only one who’s been jealous. Buck is surprised to hear this. Tommy explains that he’s jealous of what’s become of the 118. When we were first introduced to Tommy, it was back during the ‘Begin’ episodes for Hen, Chimney, and Bobby. The 118 didn’t use to be the family it is now. In fact, the previous captain went out of his way to cultivate a highly toxic environment and it’s because of Chimney, Hen, and Bobby that the team is what it is today. It’s the reason why Buck and Eddie and Ravi were able to be accepted right away without having to be hazed by the other firefighters. Tommy admits he wishes he were a part of what the 118 has become and Buck reminds him that he is. He reminds Tommy of how he made fake mouth static at the fire chief during their daring mission to save Bobby and Athena. Tommy says he’s renowned for his fake mouth static, but Buck says it wasn’t very convincing. The banter between these two men is so cute I could actually explode. Buck tempers his teasing by reminding Tommy that he was willing to put his job on the line to help the rest of them out. That was the moment Buck realized that Tommy was cool and that he liked him. He tells Tommy that’s the reason he called him for the tour. It’s not because he’s thinking about leaving the 118; it’s because he wanted to get to know him. It’s Tommy’s turn to be surprised. Buck says things took a turn when Eddie arrive, but he understands why Tommy wants to hang with Eddie. It was so cute the way Buck gushes about how great Eddie is that he’s known Eddie is great since the first day he worked with him. Aww! At this point, I’m literally yelling at my TV.

“That was better than fake mouth static.” – Evan Buckley, to Tommy Kinard

The flirting is turned up to level 100 when Buck tells Tommy it’s his attention he’s been trying to get and frankly he’s exhausted. Again, Tommy is surprised to hear this. Buck reminds him that he maimed his best friend, and that Maddie told him there are better ways to get someone’s attention. Before Buck can even finish the statement, Tommy leans in and kisses him. There’s a brief hesitation in Buck, most likely because he is shocked, the Buck starts to kiss him back. This moment was beyond shocking to me and even now, three days later, I still have to watch the clip to remind myself that Tommy kissed Buck and Buck definitely kissed him back. I spent years thinking something like this would never happen and I’ve gone back and forth with Buddie shippers online telling them that Buck or Eddie coming out as anything other than straight was an impossibility. Yeah, maybe that was the case when 9-1-1 was on FOX but this is a new network baby and ABC said, let them boys kiss! And yes, it’s not Eddie and Buck that are kissing but in my opinion, this is an even better direction for the characters to go in. I’ve always believed that if either character were to come out as queer, it would be Buck. We’ve only seen Buck in relationships with women, but he’s always struck me as someone who is open to whatever experiences come his way. Perhaps this explains why he's always had difficulty in the relationships he’s pursued on the show. Eddie, on the other hand, is a lot more reserved than Buck and the writers are going to have to put in work to convince me he is anything other than a heterosexual man. I’m not saying it’s out the realm of possibility, but I think the writers did a good job getting us where we are now, and they’ll need to do the same for Eddie in the future should that be the direction they want to go in for that character. Also. bringing Tommy into the equation is a brilliant move on their part because rewatching those ‘Begin’ episodes, there are insinuations there that he may be gay or bisexual.

Okay, back to the scene. The way Tommy is looking at Buck gives me all the feels. The way he’s looking at Buck tells me that if he didn’t have to leave for his shift, they would be going at it on Buck’s new sofa. I’m so happy this isn’t just a one-sided interest. After the kiss, Tommy asks Buck if he’s okay with the moment they just shared. Buck is looking every bit of the bewildered that’s a part of the title of this episode. He tells Tommy that the kiss was better than his fake mouth static. Tommy tells him he has a shift, but he wants to take Buck out on a proper date. Buck tells him he’s free and man is that statement layered. Free to go out. Free to be who he wants to be. Free to kiss anyone he wants to kiss. Tommy tells Buck he will come around on Saturday at eight to pick him up. Tommy goes to leave but before opens the door, he tells Buck to call Eddie. We end the scene with Buck looking the happiest he’s looked in a long time.

This episode is hands down one of the best of the series and that’s just not recency bias. I feel that way about all the episodes we’ve gotten this season. 9-1-1 is firing on all cylinders at this point and things feel fresh and new again. The plot with Athena and Harry was perplexing at first but then I grew to like it by the end. I like that the show reminds us that Athena being a Black woman and a cop is controversial, especially in today’s climate, and I like that her kids aren’t afraid to call her out. I love seeing Athena reckon with both identities and how they relate to each other. I especially loved her conversation with Harry because it’s very reminiscent of conversations I’ve had with my own mom. Her telling Harry that it’s unfair that he has to always be on his best behavior but necessary rang so true to me. Athena has always known this, even before she had kids, yet she chooses to continue to work within a system that reinforces this kind of thinking.

The storyline with Buck was also fun. It was a nice balance to the sadness of the story with the woman killing her son on accident. I like how Buck is never afraid to be vulnerable, even if it’s to his detriment. I hope we get a conversation between him and Eddie next episode because I love their friendship and I don’t want it to ever change, and something tells me Buck is going to lean heavy on his friendship with Eddie now that he might be dating Tommy. And I hope that Eddie continues to be supportive of his friend when he finds out the truth about his sexuality. I don’t think Eddie would have a problem with it. After all, Hen is an out and proud lesbian, and we also have Josh who is gay. I do know that some people do question the legitimacy of bisexual people but again, I don’t think Eddie will have a problem with whatever Buck labels himself as. Maybe we’ll even get a double date between Eddie, Marisol, Buck, and Tommy. That would be fun.

Lastly, I wanted to talk about Buck and Tommy. I think the show did a great job getting us to the moment where they shared a kiss this episode. As I mentioned earlier, I have seen this episode quite a few times and I’ve watched the scenes involving Buck and Tommy more than that. If you watch the scene where Buck is visiting Tommy, there’s so many little looks the two are giving each other. I think at that point that Buck is only infatuated but Tommy is clearly interested. Also, if you go back to the previous episode, at the end once everyone has been rescued, there’s a look Buck gives when he is telling Tommy goodbye. I love things like that and it’s proof to me that this isn’t just gaybaiting or queerbaiting. This is the show telling us that one of their beloved characters is queer and they have taken special care with letting us know that. I love how Oliver Stark and Lou Ferrigno Jr. are invested in this story. In fact, the cast is supportive of Buck going in this direction. I’m so happy that the fans have this moment. It’s been so fun engaging with people online about this episode and while there are viewers who have and will balk at Buck being a queer character, I say screw those people. If a character’s sexuality can make you that upset, you clearly haven’t been watching the show and you’re not a fan.

Okay, this reaction has gone on way too long. I’ll say it one last time. I’m so happy Buck is bi!!!! I can’t wait to see what happens next! Until next time …

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My 2024 Trend Predictions

Disclaimer! Trends are bullshit!!! What’s “in” and “out” is totally subjective and fashion is an art form, public opinion and new crazes have no impact on the real art and following trends is your choice. Trend cycles are sped up so violently by capitalism and fast fashion as a beast, fashion is supposed to be fun.

This list is my opinions as a 19 year old boy who spends too much time online and read too much vogue as a kid. I am not an expert, I just like to talk.

Indie Sleaze

I’m already seeing this one happening, the colored tights under shorts, the fur vests, I think especially with the popularity of saltburn and it’s aesthetics we’ll see a lot more of this in the beginning of this new year. Graphic t-shirts with ironic phrases were already big in 2023, glitter and silver makeup especially is on the rise, this is already happening and I am excited. I fucking love indie sleaze. Nostalgia is a huge impact on trend cycles, I think we’ll see a lot of 2000 and 2010s trends seeing as the generations looking up to teens following those trends in their childhoods and longing to live those lifestyles are now old enough to embrace that dream. I think for people more into alternative fashion this will translate into a emo and scene resurgence that I’ve already been seeing.

Twee

This is based off the nostalgia again, I think a lot of folks who gravitate more towards cottage core-esque fashions and aesthetics are going to start embracing twee. 2024 is going to be a year of embracing cringe and quirky “individualism”, it is the year of the manic pixie dream girl, is is the year of pissing off boring men with “annoying” femininity. I think cutesy patterns, lace, buttons, diy big jewelry and hair accessories are gonna be on the rise. I can see girls making videos about their craft nights on tiktok already. Skater skirts, Peter Pan collars, bangs, Jess from new girl eat your heart out.

“Humble” Classy/reverse flexing

People are getting tired of the insistence on being “classy”, I think in 2024 we’re going to see a lot of celebrities trying to seem humble and average and down to earth. I think we’ll see a lot of brand mixing, super expensive designer paired with cheap every day brands, I think we’ll see this in clothes and especially in food. I think we’ll see a lot of branding for fast food popping up alongside that “classy” aesthetic. I think that this will also show up more with thrifting becoming popular again amongst influencers but specifically thrifting for designer/up cycling designer (badly). They’ll sell it under a veil of sustainability, it’ll be infuriatingly shallow.

Lightning Round

Pom poms

Feathers (especially hair feathers)

Fur in mens fashion

Metallic makeup

Grungy makeup looks

Full coverage foundations/matte foundations

Peplums (somehow)

Skinny jeans

Jewel toned nails

Short nails

Dainty chokers

Statement earrings

Wood/leather jewelry

Flats

Vintage anime merch

2000s/2010s brand mascots

Mod style

70s resurgence moments throughout (this is wistful thinking I just love the fashion of the 70s)

My Trend Timeline

End of winter into spring- indie sleazing our way into the new year, I think it’s a versatile enough fashion that can be easily executed with what people already have from previous trends in 2023. Everything is set up rolling out into the warmer months.

Summer- I think this is going to be prime time “trashy” early 2000s party girl kind of time. We got a little of it last summer but I think it’s going to really hit this year. Whale tails, chunky low lights, messy makeup, bedazzled jeans. I think we’ll also see some keywest kitten esque looks from the preppier side of things, lots of bright colors and fun jewelry. I think we’ll also get a lot of vintage Americana moments, once again we got a bit of it last year and I think it’ll be brought back.

Fall- peak twee season, especially nearing the holidays. I think we’re gonna see a lot of rich color this fall too, jewel tones, beautiful deep greens and reds, not a lot in clothing but I think definitely in makeup and accessories. Around this time I think the preppier leaning folks will get back into skinny jeans. I think vintage graphic Ts will also get popular around this time, something easy but still interesting. Men’s fashion doesn’t cycle through as quickly so I think the kind of 70s aesthetics I’ve seen a lot of dudes into will continue (but I think they’ll also get in on the indie sleaze, I think for mens fashion it will stick around for fall). I think we’ll see more textures, lace, fur, leather, etc.

Winter- this is right around when I think the forced “casually classy” down to earth bs will start. Twee will continue amongst a smaller group and we’ll see a lot of cute diy gifts and stuff for the holidays, this will also impact the up cycling I think we’ll see from influencers and celebrities. I think hyper-feminine aesthetics will really kick back up, Pom poms, whites and pinks, skirts and big sweaters, Ralph Lauren teddy bears everywhere. It’ll be contrasted by a new interest in grungy/intense makeup looks, thin brows and dark lips, messy eyes, glitter.

I’m very excited for these all to turn out totally wrong and for me to make a fool of myself! But who gives a shit, I’m just saying this all for fun. Happy new year everyone!

- Valentine <3

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I think Jess was hoping that this photo would be published at the end of December 2024, so that no one would notice, but unfortunately for her, it didn’t go the way she wanted and she must feel ridiculous, knowing that Just Jared posted this old photo in October.

I saw that someone commented on Just Jared that it was Jess who sent him this picture, it means that some people are beginning to realize that this woman is a liar and a manipulator.

This picture was from December 2023 and not from January 2024, because Jamie was in Atlanta to start shooting Stranger Things season 5.

Even if that was Jess’s plan, it would all still depend on Jamie’s hair. So, unless she’s psychic and somehow knew his hair would be longer and blonder by December 2024, the timing wouldn’t line up (if that was even her plan to begin with). You’re also spot on about the timing. Jamie was definitely in Atlanta by then. That’s when that weird comment supposedly 'from Jamie' showed up on Jess’s snowboarding post, and everyone thought it was odd that he’d leave a comment a week late, especially while he was busy filming.

#jess moloney #jamie bower #jamie campbell bower #stranger things #asks

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Labour MP from Birmingham says she'd take her kid to the psychiatrist if her daughter said what Lili did and other scathing commentary about the Nigeria trip (From Have I Got News For You) by u/wonderingwondi

Labour MP from Birmingham says she'd take her kid to the psychiatrist if her daughter said what Lili did, and other scathing commentary about the Nigeria trip (From Have I Got News For You) Jess Phillips MP was in disbelief over Meghan's claim that Lili said "Mama, I see me in You" on last week's Have I Got News For You, a topical comedic news show in its 67th seriesJess is a major Labour frontbencher and could end up as a top government minister in July. She's also based in Birmingham, where Invictus wants to be held in 2027.How to watch https://ift.tt/dk0J9wb (apologies, cannot find an international link right now)transcript:Jason Manford: In a Busy Week, what did the King not have time to do?Jess: Didn't see Harry, who came over, for some reason. I can't remember.Jason: Invictus Games, I thinkJess: Oh, is it the Invictus Games?Ian Hislop, the most sued man in Britain, allegedly: But I mean, they were in the same city at the same timeJess: I'm often in the same city as my dad, and I don't go and see him. I mean, like, not every day. Maybe he's going to pop in another time.Ian: Have you written a book about him called I Hate You?*audience laughs*Jess: No. I don't hate my dad, FYI.Glenn Moore: I think Charles saw David Beckham instead... No offence to my own son, I would do the same...Jason: Where did Harry go next?Ian: Nigeria. he went on a royal tour,Glenn: Oh, that's that prince who emailed meIan: They went on what wasn't a royal tour... but it looked a lot like a royal tourJason: Harry and Meghan went on a three day trip to Nigeria. According to the Daily Mail, all anyone could talk about was Meghan's dramatically long hair. Is that what you guys have been chatting about this week?Jess: Yeah, the people of Birmingham hardly speak of little elseJason: Meghan did make a motivational speech, as per. What did she tell a group of students?Ian: She said her daughter, Lilibet, had said to her, "When I look at you I see you in me" which is pretty good for a two year old. it just makes me feel like my own children were a bit thick.Jason, reading quote: "A few weeks ago, she looked at me and saw the reflection in my eyes, and said, 'mama, I see me in you'. Now, she was talking really literally, but I hung onto those words and I thought, 'yes, I do see me in you, but as I look around this room I see myself in all of you as well'... Jason interrupts; Oh, everybody's gone *audience laughs*Jason continued: I imagine that is what happened on the dayJess: The idea that a two year old said that. about her own kid> She said something with poo in it and then laughed. And if she didn't, then take your kid to see a psychiatrist. What's wrong with them?...Jess talks about another one of her kids running into a wall with a bucket on his head whilst top toff Jacob Rees Mogg's 6 year old was reading a book on the Romans, wearing a suit. post link: https://ift.tt/iPB47A2 author: wonderingwondi submitted: May 25, 2024 at 01:17AM via SaintMeghanMarkle on Reddit disclaimer: all views + opinions expressed by the author of this post, as well as any comments and reblogs, are solely the author's own; they do not necessarily reflect the views of the administrator of this Tumblr blog. For entertainment only.

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The books I read for the StoryGraph's Genre Challenge 2024

For a nonfiction book about food and/or drink...I read Tasting History by Max Miller. A straightforward choice, recipes and history by a YouTuber I have enjoyed.

For a historical novel set before 1900...I read The Game of Kings by Dorothy Dunnett. Set beginning in 1547!

For a biography or memoir about/by a musician...I read Behind the Seams by Dolly Parton with Holly George-Warren and Rebecca Seaver. A memoir all about clothes people have made for Dolly over her career, also featuring hair and wig styling and make-up artists.

For manga...I read Witch Hat Atelier Vol. 1 by Shirahama Kamome (translated by Stephen Kohler). Another easy fit!

For a thriller or crime novel in translation...I read Malice by Higashino Keigo (translated by Alexander O. Smith). From Japanese, one of the Detective Kaga novels.

For a nonfiction book about psychology...I read On Looking: Eleven Walks with Expert Eyes by Alexandra Horowitz. An inexact fit; this book is also about nature, design and social habits.

For a science fiction or dystopian book by a woman or nonbinary author...I read A Psalm for the Wild-Built by Becky Chambers. A robot and a monk in the far future, on an alien moon.

For a middle grade book with queer representation...I read Battle Magic by Tamora Pierce. I have a feeling I wouldn't have counted this as middle grade if I hadn't just read those of the Emelan books that aim closer to that age group. The other Circle Reforged books reinforce that trio being YA, but that wasn't part of my initial takeaway from BM, so I'll stick to it!

For a short story collection by a Black author...I read Filthy Animals by Brandon Taylor. The stories in this collection interlink, and I saw more than one take that they shouldn't therefore count as short stories, which I was happy to find is, in this case, silly. Chapters are a different creature.

For a debut literary or contemporary fiction novel...I read Dial A for Aunties by Jesse Q. Sutanto. Sutanto's first book, this is a genre-straddler, but it's most neatly in contemporary.

I liked or loved all of these! The Dunnett, Shirahama, and Chambers books have sequels I have been devouring as well, and Malice impressed me so much I look forward to trying more Higashino.

On Looking is the book I'm least likely to recommend, with a caveat--I think some of the writing, as it transcribes conversations, only worked for me because I listened to the audiobook. It did work!

The memoir prompt pushed me the most out of my usual reading habits. I was also delighted to have a push back into reading manga, which I hadn't dipped into for several years. And the prompt I had the most fun looking for an eligible book was the crime novel in translation! This was a pleasant, easy challenge, but still specific enough to be inspiring.

#bookblr #StoryGraph Genre Challenge #reading diary #special edition extra extra I finished a challenge

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ao3feed-destiel-02 · 25 days ago

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Arms Around His Angel

Arms Around His Angel https://ift.tt/spRTP4z by blackhorsedances “What’s Jack doing, Sam? Garth says he and Honeybee are out most days from breakfast until well after lunch. Jody says he packs peanut butter and banana sandwiches.” Sam shrugs. “He says he’s out visiting Mister Cas. I think he probably found the fort we built that one summer, and is holed up out there with sandwiches for his imaginary friends. Let it be, Dean. The heifers are out in the north pasture. The steers are in the east pasture. There’s nothing out by the fort to worry about.” “Snakes, Sam. There are snakes to worry about.” Sam looks at Dean across the kitchen island, and shakes his head, hair flopping over into his eyes. “You’re the one that told me that a mule will kill a snake faster than you can say ‘snake’, and I believe you because I’ve seen Honeybee do it. Let him be. Ben will be out of school in a couple of weeks, and he’ll be following Ben around like a puppy.” “Heh, you’re probably right.” Dean runs a hand down the back of his neck. “I know I am, Dean. You worry about all of us, but you worry too much. You can’t watch over everyone all of the time.” Words: 45831, Chapters: 6/6, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Alternative Universe - Character, Inventor Castiel - Character, Former Porn Star Emmanuel Allen (Castiel Novak), Rancher Dean Winchester - Character, Comfortably bisexual Castiel Novak, Uncomfortably bisexual Dean Winchester - Character, Lawyer Sam Winchester - Character, Claire Novak is Castiel Novak's niece, Ben Braeden is Dean Winchster's son, Jack is Sam Winchester's son - Character, Bobby Singer, Krissy Chambers, Ash, Zachariah, Crowley, Lucifer is Lucien Novak, Michael is Michael Novak, Rowena MacLeod, Lady Toni Bevell, Arthur Ketch, Mick Davies, Victor Henriksen, Becky Rosen, Ellie Visyak Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Benny Lafitte/Garth Fitzgerald IV, Charlie Bradbury/Meg Masters, Jody Mills/Donna Hanscum, Sam Winchester/Jess Winchester, Past Dean and Lee Webb, Past Dean and Lisa Braeden, Cain/Colette Mullen Additional Tags: Anal Sex, Homophobic Language, Anal Fingering, Mostly safe sex practices, Top Castiel/Bottom Dean Winchester, Cas is willing to switch, Cuddles, Fluff and Smut, Smut, Eventual Happy Ending, Miscommunication, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Dean Winchester Has Abandonment Issues, John Winchester's A+ Parenting, Sam Winchester needs to become a better person via AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester' https://ift.tt/79810qJ October 13, 2024 at 04:32PM

#IFTTT #AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester'#Destiel #ao3feed #ao3feed Destiel #Destiel fanfic #Dean Winchester/Castiel #Castiel/Dean Winchester #Dean x Castiel #Castiel x Dean

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independentartistbuzz · 5 months ago

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Hearsing Gets Creative with New Single "Montauk"

Introducing Hearsing, the brainchild of Avery Murphy and Jordan Taylor, a musical project deeply rooted in their shared journey from high school to professional stardom. Their musical odyssey began within the confines of high school corridors, where they co-founded the surf punk ensemble SUBPAR alongside Lukas Henderson and Austin Corona. Since then, these talented individuals have embarked on their own notable ventures in the music scene, spanning projects like LILACS, Jean Dawson, and Lizzy McAlpine. Their collaboration within SUBPAR bore fruit with the release of the band's eponymous album, which garnered over 3.5 million streams on Spotify and maintained a robust monthly listenership of over 21.5k. This early success laid the foundation for Hearsing to germinate, drawing upon their surf punk origins while infusing it with a tapestry of nostalgic melodies and a diverse array of newfound influences, ultimately crafting a unique brand of western music that is distinctly their own.

In March of 2021, Hearsing unveiled their inaugural offering—a self-titled collection of home-recorded tracks that served as a precursor to their burgeoning musical expedition. However, it is in the year 2024 that they truly come into their own, as they unleash their debut professional studio EP, aptly titled "Pastoral." Recorded under the meticulous guidance of producer and singer-songwriter Henry Chadwick, whose impressive repertoire includes collaborations with esteemed acts like Jesse Daniel and Coffis Brothers, "Pastoral" encapsulates the essence of Hearsing's artistic evolution. Additionally, the EP features the deft drumming of Ellington Peet, known for his work with bands like Runnner and Babehoven, adding a layer of dynamism to the sonic landscape. Accompanying the release of "Montauk," the lead single from "Pastoral," is a visually captivating music video that serves as a visual companion to the ethereal soundscape of the track. Directed by the brilliant Diego Diaz Lundquist, the video transports viewers on a cinematic journey through landscapes both familiar and otherworldly. With mesmerizing imagery and evocative storytelling, the video offers a glimpse into the boundless creativity and artistic vision of Hearsing, promising an immersive experience that perfectly complements the introspective mood of the song.

Listen and watch here:

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Hearsing reveals of the track:

"We wrote Montauk back in 2022, and it was one of the first songs I wrote where I realized not everything had to be directly about real things in my life. Everything gets interpreted so allegorically anyways, real or not, so for Montauk we got to really have fun making up characters and a world that the song could live in. Montauk is really rooted in metaphors concerning the natural world, the chorus “I feel like a star now, look at the way look at the way that my hair shines, I feel like a star now, just look up in the sky tell me if I’m right” is really exemplary of that. On its face it gives this kind of upbeat optimistic reading of feeling like a superstar or something shiny, but in reality I feel like it would be pretty lonely to be a star out in space, shining millions of miles away for others to see. And I think there’s kind of a double meaning there too because I imagine being some big famous star on earth could also feel similar.

The song is accompanied by a music video made by our brilliant friend, Diego Diaz Lundquist. The video was filmed on 8mm film and is so imagistically rich, it feels really immersive, like it allows you to live in the world that the song exists in. But the video contrasts the made-up lyrical content of the song in that it was filmed in very real areas that are personal and special to us, and it features us, as well as a bunch of our close friends. So the video feels very grounded in something real, which in turn grounds the song and ties it to the way we feel it will live in the world once it’s released, not as something made-up or far off, but something very personal that will be present and will serve to soundtrack important moments in people’s lives, whether those be moments of nostalgic past, pressing present, or longing future."

What sets "Pastoral" apart is not just its impeccable production or the pedigree of its collaborators, but the sheer depth of emotion and creativity that permeates each track. From the wistful nostalgia of "Montauk" to the infectious energy of "Hearsing," the EP traverses a diverse sonic terrain, seamlessly blending elements of surf punk, indie rock, and Americana to create a sound that is both timeless and refreshing. As Hearsing prepares to embark on the next phase of their musical journey, their sights set on conquering new horizons and captivating audiences around the globe, they invite listeners to join them on this exhilarating ride. With "Montauk" serving as the harbinger of their sonic expedition, Hearsing is poised to make an indelible mark on the musical landscape, one soul-stirring melody at a time.

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killervibe · 6 years ago

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Dawning

A Flash 100 (5x08) Killervibe/Westallen/Nora reaction fic

And yes, I know what I did with that title :)

Mom was still crouched next to Dad, arms cradling his face. Nora watched as her hands then slid down so that Mom could lean her head against his shoulder, both sitting in defeat, but --not-- defeat at the same time. Sure, Nora knows that Dad gets his speed back eventually and that Mom opens her heart to him very soon in this timeline, but, being here, watching this precious minute has her eyes welling with tears.

Nora takes a step back, then hears a loud noise from the cortex. She startles, pressing against the wall next to the door, and realizes with growing horror that it’s Uncle Cisco sobbing.

“You know how it feels now, huh?” Harry shouts, “Seeing Zoom rip your family from right beneath your fingertips? Caitlin might be dead and Team Flash is Flash-less. What the hell are we gonna do?”

“Stop,” Uncle Cisco cries, and Nora’s heart seizes. “No, she’s okay. She’ll be okay. Zoom won’t kill her.”

“Maybe not death, but you can bet that he will hurt her. Haunt her. Terrify her.”

Harry knocks over half of the random contents on the table, and Uncle Cisco, to her complete surprise, does the very same.

Nora dares to peek her head through the window of the door and watches as Uncle Cisco grabs his really vintage Vibe goggles. He takes Aunt Caitlin’s abandoned sweater and clutches it in his hands.

“It’s not working,” Uncle Cisco says.

“You’re trembling, Ramon.”

“Because I’m scared,” he snaps. “Caitlin is—“

“Caitlin is in Zoom’s hands. Her only hope now is you. So you need to stand up, stop crying and do something.”

Nora watches with horrified fascination. What year was this? 2016? How could Uncle Cisco be so obvious about his feelings for Aunt Caitlin? And yet and yet it’s almost 2019 and they’re still years away from being together?

It’s shocking. Her Aunt Caitlin and Aunt Killer Frost, the ones she knows won’t shut up about Uncle Cisco. It used to nauseate her. They had a perfect marriage a perfect relationship a perfect family. So perfect perfect perfect and it used to make teenage Nora’s blood boil because how was that fair? To see what her parents could’ve been, should’ve been, but no, even Killer Frost was warmer than Mom.

Nora shook her head, frowning at her own resentment. She was naive about Mom. She should’ve known, that it wasn’t only her parents’ story that she didn’t have all the information about. She used to pry information about Dad from Uncle Cisco, begging him to vibe his same old Star Labs sweatshirt over and over when she was 12, desperate for him to show her a vibe from the past. And he would acquiesce for her wishes, even though she knew it pained him, because he missed Dad too and the longer from 2024, the hazier and blurrier his vibes became until one day, two years ago, Uncle Cisco, the multiverse’s most powerful breacher couldn’t reach the memory of him anymore.

Shortly after that Uncle Cisco and Aunt Caitlin moved away and then all she had left of her dad was The Flash museum and—

“The difference between you and I,” Harry barks, breaking Nora from her stupor, “Is I am willing to kill to get back my loved one. That’s what’s stopping you.”

Uncle Cisco--

Nora backtracks. No. Not Uncle Cisco. This young scared guy isn’t her Uncle. Not yet, anyway. He’s just Cisco. It makes a difference.

Cisco takes a huge shuddering breath and glares at Harry.

“Don’t. Taunt. Me.”

Nora’s eyes widened at Cisco’s frigid tone. “You know what she means to me.”

And that’s exactly it. Nora never knew about this. She never stopped to think that maybe the reason why Aunt Caitlin and Uncle Cisco are so happy together in her time is because they were in so much pain apart in the past. That finally, for the first time in their lives they were honest with each other and could simply be what they’ve been clearly fighting, as far as Nora can tell from 2018, for so long.

Nora gave a cautionary glance to the hallway where Mom was still hugging Dad.

Mom and Dad and Uncle Cisco and Aunt Caitlin. There was so much of it that was all the same.

“Which should be all the more motivating to find a way to kill Zoom.”

Cisco dropped his vintage vibe goggles back onto the bare table and nodded silently, brushing his hair back behind his ear, visibly gathering his thoughts.

Nora belatedly realized that Dad was taking far too much time.

“No,” Cisco suddenly said, turning swiftly on his heel. “No. After all he did to us, to her, I don’t want him dead. It’s not what Caitlin would expect from me. I’m not Reverb. So that’s not how I’m going to do this. There’s always another way. We’re going to find a way to get Barry’s speed back and we’re going to find Caitlin and Jesse. We are going to fight Zoom and his legion, whoever the hell he throws in our way. Then we’re going to win. When we win, Zoom will rot away for the rest of his life.”

“And if she’s dead?”

“She’s not,” Cisco snapped. “Nobody is dead.”

“Yet,” Harry cuts in.

“Nobody is dead,” Cisco repeated, then dropped his voice low. “I made a promise to her a year ago. Caitlin will never die, not while I’m around.”

“That’s a childish promise.”

Cisco swiped at his eyes, and shook his head. “I don’t care,” he says sternly, and Nora feels like cheering at his following reply: “It’s one I’m going to keep.”

Nora closes her eyes and thinks of her Dad, young Uncle Cisco’s words echoing through her mind as she remembers her own personal vow. She opens her eyes, remembering 2016 Mom and Dad are still in the hallway, starting to make rustling noises like they’re going to stand up, and that’s when Dad Dad puts his hand on her shoulder.

2016 was something morbid yet spectacular. Frightening yet fun. Informative yet heartbreaking. But this wasn’t the past Nora was meant to dwell on--Or in.

She whipped her head around, tuning into Dad telling her to run, seeing the blue wisps of lightning and her heart rocketed through the roof at Dad’s alarm.

It was time to go.

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bananonbinary · 6 years ago

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The Story so far

here’s the condesce’s story, as revealed through the new skaianet ARG:

01-1863-Calamity.txt

1863 - Calamity HIC's race has been wiped out by a psychic shockwave, leaving her with no empire left to rule. On orders from her new master, she uses her ship to navigate a circuitous route to another universe, the one that is home to planet Earth. She disembarks somewhere in the American western frontier in 1863. She hides her ship, and begins exploring. She wanders about the wilderness in Wyoming. She encounters families of migrant settlers from the east. She kills and eats them, and burns down their houses. She encounters bands of Native Americans. She kills them too. She's in the middle of a major skirmish with natives she seems to be enjoying, when she gets shot by a rifle. It wounds her more than an ordinary rifle should. In the distance, she can see a green, muscular woman, even taller than she is. She's dressed like a frontierswoman, holding the rifle. It is an adult female cherub named Calamity. Her nickname as a notorious figure in the west is Calamity Jane. HIC and Calamity engage in combat. The natives all get the hell out of there. It seems like an even match, but Calamity gets the upper hand. She beats the crap out of HIC. She strongly advises HIC to stop fooling around and get to work. Calamity then climbs onto an absolutely massive horse, and gallops away. HIC develops begrudging sense of admiration for whoever this woman is. HIC staggers, still injured, to the wreckage of a nearby settlement. Looks around for tools. The green alien woman dressed as a very large human had the right idea. She needs to blend in with this primitive alien race if she's going to make any progress here. She finds a sturdy hacksaw, and cuts off both her horns, so the stumps are buried in her hair. She takes a sickle, and dramatically shortens her hair. She finds tattered lengths of cloth, wraps herself up in a disdainful approximation of primitive human garb. She walks away to begin her long term schemes of conquest, as demanded by the terms of service to her master.

02-1864-Centralia.txt

1864 - Centralia HIC wanders the land in "disguise", and makes her way down to Missouri. She listens and learns things about humanity, and current state of world. Hears the nation is in midst of a civil war. As she understands it, a rebellious uprising against the current regime to defend the caste order. She considers caste-based social order and slavery to be important parts of society. But rebellious insurrection makes her blood boil. So she is torn, chooses no affiliation. She seeks only to further embed herself. She settles in the town of Centralia, operating a bordello for a while. A major clash between union soldiers and confederate guerrillas breaks out. Large number of union soldiers are slaughtered. Confederates are drunk, revelrous bastards. They disgust her. Her contempt for sedition overrides her neutrality, and she goes on rampage, killing all confederates in town. Union soldiers are horrified by her power. They attack her too, but she kills them as well. The union major runs up behind her with a bayonet. Before he can stab her in the back, a confederate shoots him, "saving" her. The man is a young Jesse James (17). He is enamored with her. She decides she could use a loyal human ally, and recruits him as her right hand man.

03-1873-TrainRobbery.txt

1873 - Train Robbery Almost a decade later, HIC and the James brothers (Jesse and Frank) have formed a crime gang. HIC leads the gang from the shadows, posing as their mother, with the alias Zerelda. However, she keeps them as lovers as well. She has begun to amass a significant fortune from their criminal enterprises. They decide to rob a train in Iowa. Jesse and Frank, without assistance of HIC, board the train to rob it. They shoot most people on the train, and steal a bunch of things. They're interrupted by some complete drunken fool, a "southern gentleman" type with a mustache. It's Mark Twain (38), or one of his many aliases. He completely bamboozles them with a sort of drunken master performance that he has perfected over his many years as a successful con man and steamboat gambler. By the time he's done smooth-talking them, he has them genuinely believing some tall tale. He's ushered them into the caboose, locks them in, then separates the train which leaves them behind. He makes off with all their stolen loot, and leaves behind his card, which says "Colonel Sassacre". Back at their headquarters, HIC has taken up Earth baking as an obsessive hobby. Bizarre cakes are everywhere. Jesse and Frank think it's weird, but just go along with it. HIC is furious at the incompetence of her cowboy subordinates. Good help isn't easy to come by on this planet. She pines for the days of having a good supply of clown muscle to boss around. She examines Sassacre's card. She's impressed by his feats of guile and buffoonery. She puts it in her drawer.

Links that presumably have something at some point but are currently just 404s:

04-1876-RIPJamesBros.txt 05-1881-Crocker.txt 06-1889-Skaianet.txt 07-1895-Einstein.txt 08-1896-FredKarnosArmy.txt 09-1903-PatentOffice.txt 10-1910-JaneAndJake.txt 11-1923-JakeLeaves.txt 12-1926-RIPHoudini.txt 13-1927-PuttingPantsOnPhilip.txt 14-1931-JakeReturns.txt 15-1933-HitlersPromotion.txt 16-1942-AnnDunham.txt 17-1945-WWII.txt 18-1955-RIPEinstein.txt 19-1957-RIPHardy.txt 20-1961-NextPhase.txt 21-1964-TheFieriClones.txt 22-1965-LaurelsLastStand.txt 23-1965-2009-SkipToTheEnd.txt 24-1863-1965-PostScratchTimeline.txt 25-1965-HarryAdoptsFieriAgain.txt 26-1977-ChaplinsLastStand.txt 27-1989-ICP.txt 28-1996-JaneAndJake.txt 29-2008-Obama.txt 30-2011-Rebranding.txt 31-2016-Trump.txt 32-2024-TheDoubleJuggaloPresidency.txt 33-2029-Apophis.txt 34-2050-Flooding.txt 35-2040-2424-PreparingAlterniaC.txt 36-RIPHIC.txt

#homestuck arg #homestuck #SKAIANET #SKAIANET ARG #dare i say #upd8 #holy shit i didnt know tumblr posts could do that

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twicetolivetwicetodie · 7 years ago

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I figured it was time a posted a portion of a fic I’ve been working on. This fic takes place between 3x20 and 3x21. Barry has shut himself away from the team after discovering he’s Savitar.

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"Barry?" Iris opened the door slowly, careful not to startle him. From what Cisco told her, he wasn't in the best state of mind, but she couldn't stay away for any longer, no matter what Barry wanted. She didn't know what she expected to find when she made her way into the apartment, but it certainly wasn't this. The place was in shambles, garbage overflowing from the trash can and scattered onto the floor, opened DVD cases with missing discs spread throughout the apartment. One thing was amiss compared to the tatters the rest of the apartment was in. The sink was spotless, not a single dish or glass was in it, and if she didn't know any better she would have said that no one had lived in the apartment for days. Her breath caught in her throat. Dad was right, he wasn't eating. Barry was splayed across the couch, just staring at the ceiling, his eyes not appearing to move. If she hadn't seen him move slightly, he would've appeared dead. "Oh, Barry." she thought. "What are you doing to yourself?"

"I told you not to come back here, Cisco."

Iris was startled, she didn't think he had been aware of her presence.

His voice sounded hollow, emotionless, and exhausted. As though it took every ounce of energy to make his voice form words. "Just leave me be. I don't need your pity."

Iris made her way around the couch, and took in just how poorly her fiancee had been faring. Cisco hadn't been exaggerating when he had said that Barry was a "hot mess". His eyes were red from tears, dark circles under his eyes from lack of sleep, a week's growth of stubble on his face. He looked like Hell, which considering what he'd been through of late, the most significant being discovering the identity of Savitar, this shouldn't have surprised her. She supposed she hadn't expected him to react so dramatically. Savitar wasn't really him, not the real him at least. But there was no way to predict what was going through his head, not until he was ready to open up. And at the state of him right now, that would take time.

She knelt in front of him, and took his face in his hands. She felt the tears begin to fall from her eyes. "Baby, why are you doing this to yourself?"

Barry jumped back from her touch, as though noticing her for the first time. "Iris?" He seemed to choke on her name, his voice hoarse. "No." His arms started shaking violently, fear evident in his face. He was afraid...of her? "No. No. No. No. I didn't want you to see me. Not like this."

He seemed to notice the errant movement of his arms, and wrapped them around himself in an attempt to calm the tremors, but that only seemed to make it worse.

Iris took a seat next to him on the couch, and took his shaking hands into hers. She held them for a few minutes, not saying anything, before the shaking ceased. Barry took a deep breath, but didn't let go of her hands. In fact, He seemed to clasp them tighter. Seeing him like this further confirmed what she had been thinking since the moment he locked himself away from the world as a result of discovering Savitar's identity: She had to survive. Not just for herself and Dad and Wally...but for him. Her father and brother would be devastated if she died, but they would be able to move on. But Barry....if she died, and in his arms no less as his 2024 self had informed him, his mind wouldn't survive long.

"You don't have to say anything." Iris said. "I'm just going to sit here with you. You shouldn't be alone right now. In all honesty, you shouldn't have been alone from the beginning. I know you wanted space, but we shouldn't have let this go on for so long. I'm sorry."

"Not your fault." His voice was barely audible. "You trusted me. But I'm not worthy of your trust. Or anyone's. Not anymore."

"Barry..."

"I don't know how I didn't see it before. The me from 2046 was warning Rip Hunter about Savitar, not Flashpoint. He needed Rip to know about the monster that I'd become."

"Barry, you're not a monster. And you'll never become a monster."

"You don't know that."

"Yes, I do. Savitar is a time remnant. He's piece of you that splintered off and became his own person. His own monster. Whatever he became. Whatever twisted choices he made. He isn't you."

"But he could be. Something could go horribly wrong in my life that sends me over the edge. Anyone on the team could die and it would be my fault...put me on the path to becoming him. I'm a ticking time bomb, Iris. It's only a matter of time before I explode."

"Surely you don't believe that."

"I don't know what to believe."

"If you can't believe in yourself right now, That's okay. We can get you there. But at least believe that together as a team we can save me."

"Okay." Tears began to fall. He was silent for a few moments.

"I know locking myself away for a week seemed excessive, but I didn't know what else to do. I can't eat. I can't sleep. Not a single hour goes by without me thinking about the future. Nightmares...panic attacks and the accompanying tremors...I can't be the Flash like this."

"Then let us help you. You don't have to do this alone."

He lowered his head, looking at the ground. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you worry, I just wasn't thinking." He put his head in his hands. "I've gotten stuck in my head a lot lately. I didn't even realize it until Joe, Cisco. And you came to see me."

Iris didn't say anything. She didn't know what to say. To say she was worried was an understatement, particularly after what Cisco had told her what had happened last time he and Dad had come to see him. That's when she knew things had taken a turn for the worse. Chronic anxiety was one thing, but when you started hallucinating your friends as your enemies...

He began to speak again. "My powers are erratic. I can't control them anymore. I have no business saving lives when I can barely function. My enemies would destroy me without a second glance. Not that I'd mind." He laughed bitterly. "They'd be doing me a favor."

Iris's breath caught in her throat. "Barry, please tell me you're not serious. Please tell me that you haven't considered killing yourself."

"I..." He looked away from her.

"I thought that maybe...if I just...ended it all...Savitar would never exist. And then you would be safe."

"But you wouldn't be."

"I thought you would understand." He sounded upset. "I don't matter. Cisco, Wally, Jesse...they'd be more than willing to protect this city if I was gone. But you...you're more important than anything in the multiverse."

"Do you really believe that you don't matter?"

"Yes." His voice sounded rough. "I knew that pills would be too fast for my metabolism, so I thought if I just vibrated my hand through my chest..." His hand started vibrating then, not with anxiety this time, but with super speed. Iris grabbed his hand, terrified he would hurt himself.

"Please, Barry." She was crying now. "Please stop doing this to yourself."

"I don't know how." He said, his voice quiet.

"Barry, you..." tears were streaming down Iris's face, her hand stroking his hair in an effort to soothe his anxiety. He began shaking again, his heart pounding out of his chest, tears streaking his own face. "You need help. The fact that you didn’t tell anyone what was wrong, that you shut yourself away. It's not healthy, you know that, right?" Barry said nothing. "Just...promise me after this is all over, you'll get some help with this? In all honesty, we all could use it, but you most of all."

"I can't...I can't."

"Barry?"

"Don't you understand? I'm Savitar." His voice cracked, and more tears came streaming down his face. "I'm going to kill you. Oh, God, I'm going to kill you. I can't stop it. I can't stop it."

Iris held him and let him cry, with him still repeating "I can't stop it. I can't stop it."

"Shh... It'll be okay. We'll figure it out, Barry. We'll figure it out. God help me if I let you destroy yourself."

She held him as he cried, his head in her lap, her stroking his hair as though soothing a child. She was reminded of when they were children, and they sat just like this in the middle of the night, Barry crying in her lap over his mother's murder and his father's imprisonment. It had been so long since that day. Now His father was dead too, murdered in front of him no less. She knew that still haunted him. He never had a chance to mourn, and he never spoke about it. He had gone through so much in his 28 years, but none so much as in the past three years since he became the Flash. It was only a matter of time before he shattered.

A few hours went by before he fell asleep. He had begged her to not let him fall asleep, desperation in his eyes. It broke her heart, but she let him sleep. He needed it, considering he hadn't slept in three days, so terrified of what he would see when he closed his eyes.

He hadn't slept for more than two hours before he started moaning in his sleep. It wasn't very audible at first, but then the moans gradually grew into sobs.

"Barry?"

His dreams must have gotten violent, because he started thrashing in his sleep, his arms flailing. "Barry!" She tried to shake him awake, panic entering her own voice. She didn't need to wait long before he woke up screaming, grasping her arms as he sat up as though they were his lifeline. His arms were spasming erratically, his breaths coming in short gasps.

"Barry." She said, trying to remain calm, as difficult it was. "You need to breathe. Can you breathe with me?"

He nodded, she took several deep breaths, acting as his breathing machine in a way, and though his arms were still slightly shaking, his breathing eventually relaxed.

"Barry..."

"Bathroom." He gasped.

She wasn't sure if he could make it there alone, so she led him there on shaky limbs before he vomited into the toilet.

He laid his head against the toilet for a few moments, breathing heavily.

"Does this happen often?" Iris asked. "You getting sick after a nightmare?"

He nodded. "It doesn't happen every night, but often enough." He paused. "When Cisco and Joe stopped by, Cisco said that my dreams weren't normal, that they'd gone beyond nightmares, that they'd turned into night terrors. I don't even know what that means."

#writing #fics #i haven't written fic in awhile so I may be rusty #the flash #iris west #barry allen #westallen #hurt/comfort #tw: sucide mention #this isn't anywhere near finished

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Immortal Heart- A New Eternity

Characters: Sister!Reader, Maebh [mā-v] (OFC), Charlie, Sam, Dean, Cas, Rowena, Elton Styne, Jess (mentioned), Jo (mentioned), Ruby (mentioned), Meg (mentioned), John (mentioned), witch (mentioned), Juliet the hellhound (mentioned)

Pairings: Reader x Maebh, Reader x Charlie

Word Count: 2024

Warnings: angst, depression, homophobic attitudes, implied smut, character death, murder

Summary: Reader is from the Industrial Revolution. 190 years after being cursed to live forever and to lose everyone she loves, the reader finds herself as part of the Winchester family.

Beta: @rainygalaxynerd

A/N: The Irish brogue is written a bit on the phonetic side to get across how she speaks. This is my entry for @thing-you-do-with-that-thing’s anti-Valentine’s challenge. My song was The Hands That Built America by U2. Lyrics at the bottom.

A/N 2: Thanks to @artsy-aspie for the illustration

1815

“Will you miss it?” Maebh asked, joining you at the rail and gazing back at the island where you were raised.

“I won’t miss the quarries,” you said, making a face, “but I will miss rolling down the hills. And all the green.”

“I hear New York is made of silver,” Maebh whispered, wrapping her arm around your waist. “Surely in a city of silver there will be enough food for everyone. No more hungry nights, no more worrying about our next meal.”

“And plenty of indoor jobs! No more worrying that someone might slip and crush us,” you add, remembering the poor girl last week who was killed by a falling rock that someone hadn’t braced properly.

“No more breathing rock dust.”

“No more days from before dawn to after dusk.”

“No more waiting until night,” Maebh said in a low voice. Her breath tickled your neck.

Your breath hitched.

“Someone will see,” you moaned, thinking of all the other emigrants on the boat.

Maebh gave your neck one last nip before pulling back.

“I hate it when you’re right,” she whined.

You just smiled, thinking of all the time you’d have together once you reached America.

2015

“Y/N!”

Dean’s voice tore through the bunker. You shot up, yanked from your dream. Annoyed, you climbed out of bed.

“So help meh, Dean, if you’ve dragged meh out o’ bed jus’ because Sam ate da last slice o’ pie, I will personally summon Juliet to tear inta ya.”

At the sound of your thick Irish brogue, Dean froze. You only ever slipped back into it when you were really upset. Slowly, he turned around, taking in your old homespun wool dress. His demeanor instantly changed.

“Maebh again?” he asked softly.

You nodded, unshed tears pressing against your eyes.

He opened his arms and you gratefully let him envelop you.

“Wanna talk, kiddo?”

“Ya already know wha happen’, Dean,” you mumbled into his shirt. “February 14, 1820. Someone spied us kissing’ through da window, an’ gathered a mob. While tryin’ to escape, I knocked over a lantern, trappin’ ‘er inside an’ burnin’ da place down. Her ma wuz a witch, an’ cursed meh to live fer eva, an’ to lose everyone I’ll ever love, to feel ‘er pain.”

Dean gave you one last squeeze before pulling back and wiping your tears.

“I was going to ask you to do a supply run, because yes, someone ate the last slice of pie, but you take the day off. I’ll ask Sam to do it.”

Smiling sadly, you went back to your room, turning on the radio as you lay back down.

Oh my love

It's a long way we've come

From the freckled hills

To the steel and glass canyons

From the stony fields

To hanging steel from skies

From digging in our pockets

For a reason not to say goodbye

These are the hands that built America

Ah, ah, ah, America

The tears that had threatened earlier now spilled over as you thought about Maebh, her fiery red hair and sparkling eyes the same color as the Emerald Isle. You remembered all the lonely years you spent wandering before John found and adopted you. You smiled as you remembered the elation of having a family, but it was quickly replaced with more tears as you remember how short that elation lasted, and all those you had fallen for and lost. You thought of Jess, Jo, Ruby, Meg. You thought how all of your lost loves had helped shape you into who you were.

You were just drifting back off when someone knocked on your door. Wiping your eyes, you switched off the music and opened the door.

“Hey, Dean told me what happened. I have something that I think’ll cheer you up.”

Wondering what could possibly make you feel better, you grabbed your coat and followed Sam to the car he had “found.”

What you found just confused you. Rowena was chained to a table making snide comments while Cas was trying not to pull his hair out.

“I don’t understand. How is this supposed to help?” you asked, turning to Sam.

Before he could answer, “Y/N/N!” tore through the warehouse. You whipped around to see Charlie racing toward you. You ran to meet her and your lips crashed into hers, all the sorrows of that morning melting away.

Cas looked away, embarrassed.

“This is where you’ve been sneaking off to?” you asked when you and Charlie finally broke apart. Sam nodded. “And you didn’t think to tell me my girlfriend was in town?” It was Sam’s turn to look uncomfortable. It was Cas who answered.

“You have trouble hiding things from Dean.”

Bewildered, you looked at Sam. “What is so important that you have to hide it from our own brother?”

“Yes, Samuel, explain why we aren’t telling Dean what we’re doing,” Rowena chimed in.

Sam glared at her. “Rowena’s translating the Book of the Damned to remove the Mark.”

You just blinked. “Okay.” Turning to Charlie, you asked “Why are you here?” “I’m trying to help decode the codex, but someone won’t shut up long enough for me to think.” She directed the last part at the witch, who tossed her head with a hmph.

“I’m going on a run. Y/N, you can stay and referee with Cas,” Sam interrupted.

Two hours later, you understood why Charlie was so on edge. Five hours later, you wanted to claw both Rowena’s and your own eyes out.

Charlie was glad to see you, but distracted. She was focusing all of her attention on decrypting the book. You didn’t blame her (you also wanted to save Dean), but after your morning you wished for a little more affection.

After the witch’s third remark in as many minutes, Charlie stood up so fast her chair fell over.

“I can't take this anymore!” she exclaimed, storming out of the room.

“I’ll get her,” you said as Cas started to go after her.

He nodded and you followed your girl.

“I’m sorry, I just need a break from that bitch,” Charlie said when you entered. “Let’s go somewhere. You do realize what day it is, don’t you?”

Rolling your eyes, you gave in. “I passed a motel on the way here.”

Charlie’s face lit up. Grinning, she eyed the window above you.

20 minutes later found both of you tangled in sheets.

“Do you still hate Valentine’s Day?” Charlie panted.

“You may have converted me,” you replied, kissing her again.

Suddenly she sat up.

“St. Valentine!”

“What?”

“I think I know how to crack the code,” she said hurriedly, jumping out of bed and pulling her clothes back on as she grabbed her tablet. “Saints…symbolism…yes!”

“You did it?” you asked, following suit.

“I did it!” Squealing, she grabbed you and you both did a little happy dance.

The two of you didn't have long to celebrate, however, as someone interrupted by pounding on the door. You froze, exchanging looks. Putting a finger to your lips, you pulled out one of your knives and passed it to her, then crept over to the peephole.

It was Elton.

“Run!” you hissed.

Charlie gave you one last desperate kiss, grabbed her tablet and locked herself in the bathroom. You pulled out your phone and hit speed dial as Elton continued to try to break down the door.

“Y/N! Where are you?” Sam’s frantic voice answered.

“Charlie an’ I snuck out. Sam, dey found us!” Even though you knew you couldn’t die, you were terrified.

“Get out! Both of you!”

“We can’t!” you cried as the door flew open.

Elton stepped over the threshold and you dropped the phone.

“Give me the Book and no one has to get hurt,” he threatened.

You raised your other knife in response. You got one swipe in before he snapped your neck, leaving you for dead. Dimly you felt the curse knitting the bones back together, but not fast enough. You watched helplessly as he broke into the bathroom and killed Charlie, who had smashed her tablet, destroying her notes. Failing to get what he came for, Elton stabbed her over and over, then dumped her body in the tub before leaving. Minutes later, Sam and Dean found you hugging your knees in the bathroom, sobbing.

“She sent me the decryption.”

You didn’t respond, watching the pyre eat your girlfriend’s lifeless form.

“Y/N, she saved Dean. She saved our brother.”

“Yer brotha.”

You said it so softly you didn't expect him to hear, but he recoiled as though you had shouted at him.

“He’s yer brotha, Sam. I’m not yer lil’ sista, no matter how young I look or what John did. I’m 210 years old, 183 years older than ya. I bounce around from family ta family, losin’ evra one I love. So excuse meh if I’m not excited about dis, because I have ta go troo dis pain oova and oova again fer eternity, while ya get one cosmic second o’ good news.”

Numbly, you stalked off, not even knowing where you were going to go. The next thing you were aware of, you were standing outside the warehouse. Fury rose up inside you. If Rowena hadn’t been commenting every few minutes, Charlie wouldn’t have needed to get away. You wouldn't have snuck out. She would still be alive. You stormed inside, pulling out your gun as you went.

“Give meh one good reason why I shouldn't blow yer brains out righ’ now,” you snarled, advancing on Rowena. She looked up from the Book.

“Why, dear, then I wouldn’t be able to remove the Mark from your brother,” she sing-songed.

“Dean is not ma brotha.”

“My, how things have changed. Just yesterday you were-”

“Yestaday, Charlie was alive. Ya drove her mad, made her need ta escape ya. So if ya have no other defense…” You cocked the gun.

“I can reunite you.”

“Spells can't bring back da dead.” Still, you paused, listening.

“I found a spell in here that can reverse the enchantment on you. You’d embody your real age, which, as you know…”

“Would kill meh,” you finished. “Are ya sure it would work?”

“If it doesn’t, I have a lovely anti-aging charm that will reverse the process,” Rowena promised.

After a moment’s hesitation, you lowered the gun.

“Do it.”

As Rowena chanted, you began to feel all the years, all the fatal wounds you had ever received descending on you at once. The pain was excruciating, but you watched with a sort of detached interest as you rapidly aged.

Cas, tell Sam I’m sorry, was the last thing you thought before your body crumbled to dust, finally releasing your spirit to be reunited with your girls.

As you rose upwards, away from Rowena observing the aftermath of the spell, your surroundings changed. You found yourself back home, and felt the pain of all the years falling away. Just when you thought you couldn’t feel any lighter, you saw her.

Standing there among the rolling hills, green eyes glittering and bright red hair flowing, was Maebh. “I’ve been waiting for you, Asthore,” she said, opening her arms.

Eyes watering, you threw yourself into them. “I’m so, so sorry, Agra,” you cried. “I didn’t mean for it to happen. I never wanted you to get hurt. I-”

“Shh, I know. It wasn’t your fault. It was a combination of bad luck and a bad environment. Listen,” she said, pulling your chin up to look in your eyes, “I have never blamed you for what happened. Mama shouldn’t have, either.”

“I’ve been alone so long.”

“Oh? Not from what I’ve heard.”

“Maebh-”

“I’m not upset, I wanted you to be happy. But really, Y/N, demons?”

You tilted your head. “Where’d you here that?”

“From us,” a voice called out.

Spinning around, you saw Jo and Charlie walking towards you. Laughing, you ran to them, knocking them over and landing in a crying, giggling heap, hugging each other. Maebh watched, smiling, thinking about all the possibilities you had now, with this new eternity.

Oh my love

It's a long way we've come

From the freckled hills

To the steel and glass canyons

From the stony fields

To hanging steel from skies

From digging in our pockets

For a reason not to say goodbye

These are the hands that built America

Ah, ah, ah, America

Last saw your face

In a water colored sky

As seabirds argue a long goodbye

I took your kiss

On the spray of a new lined star

You gotta live in your dreams

Don't make them so hard

And these are the hands that built America

Ah, ah, ah, America

Of all of the promises

Is this one we can keep

Of all of the dreams

Is this one still out of reach?

It's early fall

There's a cloud in the New York skyline

Innocence dragged across a yellow line

These are the hands that built America

Ah, ah, ah, America

#spn anti-valentines challenge #spn anti-valentine's challenge #Charlie Bradbury #dean winchester #Sam Winchester #castiel #rowena #supernatural #spn fanfic #supernatural reader insert #spn reader insert #supernatural fanfiction #@thing-you-do-with-that-thing

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