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drewstarky · 4 years ago

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olive | chapter one

pairing: actor!Tom Holland x actor!reader

words: 3.5k ish

warnings: swearing, mentions of sex and smut (in between the ***)

a/n: special thanks for @stuckonspidey for helping me not only start a kinda guideline for this story, but go over the beginning of this chapter, go check out Lilly’s works!

I also am taking name suggestions for one of the characters (little miss diva celebrity personal) as im horrid at coming up with names and also want to involve you! (That’s why she don’t have a name in this yet lol) so send me an ask with your suggestions!

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You couldn’t believe it. How could it even be comprehended of what was going on when it felt like a dream?

bro, you’re living every Instagram jealous fangirl’s dream right now…

Man, you couldn’t even imagine the backlash you’d be getting after this once everyone knew.

Let’s hope they never find out.

Maybe this whole ordeal should be explained...

You had been at an after-party for the first big movie you did, well it was a featuring role, that the character literally had a sex scene with Sebastian Stan- yeah you know what you’re thinking, he’s a literal Greek god heaven-sent being- we all know.

Anyways me being me found him way too unattainable- God all those marvel actors and actresses were-, especially after the mishap of seeing his butt naked self before the scene, and him telling you it was fine because you were like his “little sister”. Either way, he was a no go, and you kinda wanted to find someone to take home. you hadn’t been laid in a while, and after seeing Sebastian naked you kinda needed relief.

you were looking for someone more in your league scanning the room, until Seb decided to bombard you at the bar, with probably another one of his actor friends he wanted to introduce you to.

Yeah, heh… I know how this sounds, but you two actually became pretty close on set, as the lead to his opposite, was a total snob, and Seb couldn’t stand her so you’d do a spot-on impression of her while roasting her, and Seb and you got along pretty well because of that. You’re probably questioning: why Seb? Of all people why would a famous person like him get along with a weirdo like me?

Boy, do I look like I know?

in all your years it would still probably be a mystery till you died.

Throughout the night Seb had been introducing you to all his friends and helping you “network” even though they all knew you sucked. That still didn’t stop you from having a small heart attack every time it was an actor you admire.

This time maybe was a little different because you had downed some drinks, and was a little more… bodacious? That’s probably the worst description you could come up with but it is what it is... anyways it was the only way you could get through the night without completely dying of being in front of literal heaven-sent beings.

“Hey Y/n! you’d like you to meet one of my pals!” Sebastian yelled over the music, cutting through people to get to me.

you were sitting at the bar just getting another martini with olives. Before taking a sip you saw him. Holy guacamole! He was definitely out of your league, but alas, he was trailing Sebastian, coming over to you, with you almost doing a spit take. you knew who he was, but man, was he ever hotter in person! pictures did not do his beauty justice.

“Hey, Sebby, who’s the next victim you’re introducing to moi?” you ask, stirring your drink with the olives.

Seb shook his head at you, with a smirk on his face

“This is Tom, and Tom this is the infamous Y/n.” you definitely rolled your eyes at that one.

“It’s a Pleasure.” He says all gentleman-like.

Just as Sebastian is about to speak, none other than the stuck up lead of the movie calls over to him.

“Sebastian, they're taking group photos of the main character’s with Drake Doremus, our director.”

You could tell Sebastian refrained from rolling his eyes at the way she was smirking at you.

“Sorry Tom! Y/n and I have to go-”

“Uh, Sebastian, they want the main cast. No extras.” she snarkily snaps.

“She’s not an extra she’s a featuring role and y/n-”

“I’m fine here entertaining Tom. Besides I’m all photoed out.” you cut him off quickly trying to deescalate the situation before Seb snapped on her causing a scene for all the hungry photographers to eat up.

“See? She doesn’t want to get in the way of our spotlight. I’ll meet you over there.” she blows a kiss at Sebastian and walks over to our director.

“Are you sure about this y/n? Because you know Drake would be fine with it, and she has no say over it anyways and-”

“I’m fine, and anyways, it would be rude to leave your friend here when you just introduced us.” you comforted giving the most genuine smile you can.

He dramatically sighs, raising his arms in surrender, “Well if she ends up in the pool, it’s not my fault.”

You laugh and wave him off before turning your attention to the arachnid superhero sitting beside you now at the bar. You sit in silence for a bit, admiring his freckles and eyes before speaking up.

“I’m sorry about all of that she can sometimes be such a-”

“-Bitch?”

“I was going to say Diva but that works too” you giggle as he starts to laugh with you.

“So Mister Spider-man, what made you come over here to be introduced to me?”

“I’m gonna be honest, I didn’t know anything about you till today, and seeing you act in this movie, I really am a fan of yours. Your acting ability in just this one movie blew me away!” He says intently, gazing into my eyes.

“You’re just saying that because I have a sex scene in the movie. It’s also probably just because of Sebastian’s acting. Or maybe you were turned on. ” you joke winking at him as you turn towards the bar, almost finishing your drink for the second time

He laughs, with a sly smirk on his face, “maybe.”

Before you can respond Sebastian interrupts.

“Hey, sorry I took so long, Miss Diva needed her ‘best angles’”

You internally groan. You just got cock blocked by the one you wanted before this whole ordeal.

“Well, I think I’m going to head out. We’re still on for breakfast tomorrow right?” Tom says, getting up abruptly.

“Yeah, Unless Y/n wants to bail on breakfast then we're still on, Then golf which Y/n will definitely bail on.” Sebastian jokes.

You were almost speechless, Seb said you’d meet some of his closest friends at the big brunch tomorrow. At least you’d be seeing him tomorrow. Maybe Sebastian set this all up? Either way, you weren’t turning down the opportunity.

“Well, uh I better get back to my hotel as well. We need to get up bright and early, and you know I need my sleep.” you mention, before downing the rest of your drink- very unladylike- and popping the olives into your mouth cringing a bit while eating them.

You hated olives, but it felt like such a waste to not eat them. You may have been in ‘high society’ but you still knew how rude it would have been, at least in your head it was.

“Party poopers. I’m gonna go say my goodbyes. Don’t wait for me.” Sebastian turns away going towards a group of his friends.

“I have a car coming, I can drop you off?”

“Oh, uh- are you sure? I don’t want to be a burde-”

“You’re not at all! Great company so far if you ask me,” he comments so… gentleman like.

You fight the urge to roll your eyes, and Once you got up and going, with Tom trailing behind you, you had to dodge a couple of waiters, apologizing every time, before really bumping into a waiter, who accidentally pushes Miss Diva, who wobbles before falling into the pool.

You stand there in shock almost watching as she, in slow motion falls into the pool, screaming on the way down.

As soon as she emerges, she looks dead eyes at you, with looks that could literally, and probably would kill you.

Everyone falls silent before Sebastian, from across the pool breaks out into a fit of laughter and yells for you to “run”. Everyone who worked in the film and even the waiter starts to laugh along. Drake, your director takes out his phone before snapping a few photos.

“AH! I‘m gonna kill you Y/n!” she screams at you before trying to swim to the ladder of the pool.

“Here,” Tom says before handing a hefty tip to the waiter before grabbing your hand and pulling you to the exit, “C’mon Y/n!”

The only thing that ran through your mind was “Holy shit. I’m dead now.”

Tom kept dragging you, to the entrance, through the paparazzi, and into the car, which mind you, the car was really nice, almost tumbling onto him.

“I’m a dead man now” you chanted a couple of times, before Tom started laughing really obnoxiously.

“Dude! You think me being six feet under is funny?!” ,You try not to giggle along to the now almost intoxicating sound, before hearing a pinging of his phone.

“Y/n, you’ll be trending for being Hollywood's hero!” He says before checking his device, “Trust me when I say she has no fanbase, at least won’t after this video Sebastian just sent me.”

“What?” you say stunned, before Tom shows you the video.

“That Fucking Bitch Y/n! You All saw that?! Y/n pushed me in purposely! She’s only out to get me, the talent of the movie! Talentless little bit-”

Sebastain cuts in the video “Yeah we’ve all heard it, you think you’re so much better than Y/n, Blah, Blah, Blah! You’ve treated her like shit from day one, and all she’s ever been was kind to you! I think karma is finally getting to you!”

Then your director steps in, “Well, I have news, we’re doing another movie, but in this time, Y/n has been bumped to lead role! I’m not so sure where your contract lies anymore though... Maybe it's just floating around in the water like your louboutins!”

Everyone cheers in applause in the video, chanting your name before it ends.

“What?! No, no, no! I don't deserve this because of a faulty point! She doesn't deserve this either! I know she's mean but to steal away from her talent and for someone to post that video?! She doesn't deserve that!”

You started to freak out. Not only would she murder you if she had the chance, but no one deserved, not even she deserved the worst of what was going to come from the backlash from that video.

“Please tell me no one posted it!” you ask frantically.

“No, not yet, I’ll tell Seb not to, but I don’t think he can stop all the people who videotaped it.” He almost cringes, looking guilty.

“It’s fine I’ll just tweet something in the morning.” you sigh covering your face before telling tom where your hotel was.

It was almost upsetting, you felt like a second choice because of a bad apple in the batch, and you were the next.

“Hey Y/n? I know we don’t know each other well, but even though she might be booted down, or even off the next movie, your talent is real, and it doesn't take away from what you can do. From what I got from you already is that you're beautiful inside and out, as cheesy as it sounds.”

What the fuck. He was a fucking sweetheart. Let’s hope the fucking part litterally.

“Thanks Tom.”

You sit in an almost comfortable silence, all the way till you get to your hotel.

Once stepping out, Tom speaks up “Goodnight Y/n.”

“Dream of me Tom.” you wink before heading up to think of the game plan for tomorrow.

Once you got into bed, you couldn’t help but think of him.

Why did he have to be so nice? Like god, did sweet guys ever make you horny.

Oh shit. Tom Freaking Holland made you this way.

Lets just say, you really did dream of him, probably because you thought of him while- well you know before falling asleep.

***

“Tommy!” you moaned loudly, as he went down on you, licking stripes from the base of your pussy to your clit.

He moaned onto your sensitive clit, sending vibrations all the way up your body, and especially to your core.

You could feel yourself getting close. His iron (man™️) grip on your thighs had you wishing it would never end and then-

***

Your obnoxious ringtone you had for Sebastian went off abruptly waking you up. You had set it to a fucked up sounding avengers theme song.

“What the Fu-”

“Y/n uh, apparently there's a shit ton of paparazzi at your hotel right now… do you still want to go to the brunch?

You pause, “What? The Fuck?” you continue to look outside your window and sure enough, there's a hoard of them outside.

Greaaaaaat…

You really weren't sure about going, until you got a call from an unknown number.

“Uh I’m getting another call gimme a sec-” you end the call with seb before answering the mystery person.

“Hey Y/n it’s me, Tom, Im uh almost in the back alley of your hotel waiting for you, I mean, only if you want to come, you were on my way anyways so i thought-”

“Hey Tom,uh yeah- okay, I’ll be down in twenty?” You say rushing around trying to find your suitcase.

“Okay, I’ll uh, tell Seb we’re coming soon”

Tom hangs up after you say goodbye, and couldn't help the grin that reached his face being almost smacked back into reality by his brother, Harry and best friend, Harrison, goofing off.

“You div! You almost ruined my hair!” Harrison whines, as Harry rolls his eyes.

You, on the other hand, were rushing around taking a Guinness world record shower, before drying your hair, putting on minimal face shit, because thanks to Tom you didn't have time, and putting on an outfit that made you feel super cute and ready for golfing, well, watching it.

You weren’t much of a sport player, minus the competitive side that came out as soon as anyone challenged you. Then suddenly, you were an allstar (by smash mouth p.s fuck smash mouth) at whatever came your way.

Lets just hope you had this in the bag if someone challenged you.

Your phone buzzed and you jumped, before quickly answering the texts you had gotten.

‘Are you coming?’

‘Yes seb im coming soon ;)’

‘Hey y/n it’s tom were here when your ready :)’

‘Wrong “you’re” but im coming lol ;)’

As you made your way down, Tom kept fiddling in his seat, trying to relax yet impress you. He just had to get over her, and you were the perfect solution for that. He didn't want to use you or anything, just have some casual fun that will help him move on.

As soon as you come into sight, of course looking both ways of the alley because who knows who's lurking, or going to hit you like Regina George, Tom couldn't help but almost drool in admiring you. You had your gorgeous legs on display, almost gleaming in the sunlight starting to peek through the alley, and your hair, looking almost effortless in your hairstyle, that took you like, five minutes to do.

As soon as you got into the car, Tom was snapped out of his daze, quickly trying to catch himself before being caught.

“Hey Y/n! You remember Harry? And this is Harrison. Harrison, Y/n-”

“Y/n I’m a really big fan! Maybe not as big as Tom’s di-”

“Mate! Shut up!” Harry jabs Harrison in the side. You couldn't help but laugh at the interaction.

“Y/n i’m sorry about these divs.” he glares at them red in the face which makes you laugh even harder.

“It’s fine, I’m used to it from my catty family.”

“Oi! We’re not catty!” Harry says before Harrison gives him a wet willy in the ear.

“Haz!-”

And that's when you started to block out their fighting to focus on Tom.

“So uh, how many people will be at this? Sebastian totally didn't tell me for legal purposes of marvel-people-are-coming-so-don’t-tell-y/n-or-else-she’ll-freak-out.” You joke before earning a snort from Tom.

“Uh well, if you really want to know, the people I know are coming are Anthony Mackie, Chris Evans, Scarlett Johansson- you should close your mouth love, don't want any flies in there.”

You couldn't help but have your jaw slacked, and mouth hanging open. These were people you only had ever dreamed of meeting. You had to focus on what you wanted though. Tom was the priority, but damn were you going to freak out on the inside.

“That’s not the only thing you’re worried about going into my mouth? Right?” You joke, definitely meaning a sexual innuendo, but with a cover-up.

Now Tom’s the one with the open mouth.

“Damn bro!”

“Oh my God!”

A chorus of reactions come through from Harrison and Harry, only leading you to say,

“Well? Don’t you have a frog in yours?”

He tries to brush it off with laughter, though you could see his red face. He only hoped he didn’t have an even more noticeable way of telling he was turned on by that.

As the driver stopped, you realized you were at the restaurant, and man, was it ever a fancy and probably extorting you of all your life savings one too.

Tom almost rushed out of that vehicle, getting hotter than he should have been with the air conditioner blasting, if you were to ask, he’d blame it on the weather (we all know it’s not the weather).

You got out next, covering your face with your hand to block out some of the sun, and crossed your arm over to hold it steady, which may or may not have slightly squished your boobs together, making Tom’s mouth salivate. Man, was he ever screwed today, maybe literally as well.

As soon as he hurried into the restaurant, with you following closely behind, dogging more paparazzi, Tom goes to the front and asks where “Mr. Stan's table” is directed at the hostess. As soon as she saw Tom she looked behind to see you, which she definitely recognized the both of you, and that was pretty surprising, as you've never been recognized, other than hanging out with Sebastian, due to the movie.

“Right this way sir.” the hostess says professionally, leading you to your demise.

You were holding your breath. There were so many of them, all at once that you admired, it was going to be a difficult task. You could barely handle meeting sebastian stan, but all of your favorite celebs at once?

oof

Once you got to the table hidden away in the corner, everyone said a chorus of greetings to Tom and friends and you.

You swallowed hard, only mustering out a small wave, before Tom pulled out a chair for you, (his momma taught him to be a gentleman) and you slid in whispering a small thank you.

Tom sat beside you to your left, with Harrison and Harry on your right. Sebastian was sitting right across from you, alongside Anthony Mackie, Scarlett Johansson, Chris Evans, Jeremy Renner, Chris Hemsworth, and Elizabeth Olsen surrounding the rest of the table.

“Hey everyone, so this is infamous Y/n, as you've probably seen the film or, the viral video, either way, this is her.”

“Hey! Y/n Seb here has told us so many stories about you, it’s like we already know you! You're a fan right? So who’s your favorite?”

You try to get words out but they don't seem to come. Tom notices and barges into the conversation, “It’s obviously spider-man, ‘cause i'm so her type.” Tom mentions, in a cocky yet sarcastic tone, which started a spark for you to say something.

“And apparently I'm sitting beside a div? If that's the right word you use for a blubbering idiot.” you retort, re-using the words of his own. That got you a bunch of responses of “burns” “ohs!” and laughter.

It was almost as if the tips of Tom's ears were red in embarrassment with him still laughing along. You couldn't help but laugh as well at the sight.

During the rest of the course of breakfast, you had actually been vocal and had become quite fond of the people you now could say you knew, in one brunch. You especially loved the banter between Anthony, Seb and Tom, whereas you talked mostly to Scarlett and Lizzie, as she told you to call her, and Jeremy about projects they had done, and were looking for in their next ones.

Soon you had all had finished breakfast and had gotten the checks, with your eyes almost bulging out of your head at the price.

Tom whispered into your ear, “I’ll pay, don't want your kidneys sold for this meal. Besides, I have to beat Seb in some way today.” he winks at you.

Your face feels slightly warm.

Why did he have to be so nice?

“Well we should go to the course now everyone, I know Y/n’s out of playing so she can go to the pool, cause she apparently sucks at golf even though she's never tried it.” Sebastian taunts you.

“Oh screw you Seb, I can totally do it, maybe, probably not but i'll try-”

“It’s nice to see some A list actors eat here too.”

oh shit. It was her.

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wigwurq · 6 years ago

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WIG REVIEW: AVENGERS - ENDGAME

You guys can you believe I saw a Marvel movie within like 5 days of its release? I DID IT! AND NOW I CAN WRITE A LOT OF SPOILERS - READ ON ONLY IF YOU HAVE SEEN THIS 3 HOUR MARVEL OPUS TO ITSELF! But what about the wigs? OH GURL. LET’S DISCUSS.

We begin in the Mid-waste (I think?) where Hawkeye has been taking some time out of the fight and hanging by a sleeping tree, Bran-style (oh get ready for a lot of GoT crossover comments as I saw this right after the Battle of Winterfell episode and I might get my nerdy details conflated). Anyhoo, did you know that Hawkeye is married to Linda Cardellini? Is she just the supportive wife in everything? Side note: this fact might have existed in an earlier MCU movie. To be fair, I have seen MOST MCU movies (except Thor 2 and Spider-Man and I’m not correcting that) and only saw the other ones like once so I was going into this movie like most of America: vaguely confused about former facts and really exhausted about where this 3 hour movie was about to take me. ANYWAY, Hawkeye’s entire family vanishes like at the end of Infinity War and ugh I see what you’re doing Endgame: this movie is gonna be a BUMMER.

Iron Man of course lightens the mood with some cute banter with Nebula but also: they’re fully about to die in the space void and did RDJr lose a lot of weight or is this just that Marvel technology they used to make Chris Evans look spindly in the first Captain America? Anyway, things are looking BLEAK but then our girl Captain Marvel shows up and saves the day.

Back on earth, the Avengers are really bummed out about half the population being gone (but not so bummed out that ScarJo and “Best” Chris Evans haven’t taken some time to get haircuts - they look great!) But no time for hair maintenance talk: Brie Larson is ready to go back to space! Also her hair looks good! This movie was made before Captain Marvel and it looks like they just used her real hair and it’s so much better than her wig in that movie.

Anyway, to space! Wait, now Brie is wearing a wig. UGH. Dammit, space! However, I think this is ScarJo’s real blonde hair (a more natural look than her blonde bob wig seen in Infinity War) and what a long strange trip it’s been since Black Widow’s first perm to her mall hair in Age of Ultron and beyond. Thank the lord for this lewk.

So the (remaining) Avengers land on whatever planet Thanos is living on now and apparently he’s using old Avengers costumes as Scarecrows? Ok I know we’re supposed to hate this guy but he’s all for population control, gardens, AND now recycling are we sure we hate him? The Avengers definitely still hate him and after learning that he destroyed all the jewelry he spent all of Infinity War finding, they are PISSED. Thor is so pissed he kills him! Which is a super hot-headed thing to do and is basically as bad as “worst” Chris Pratt’s behavior with Thanos in Infinity War and will these alpha males ever learn??? How are they gonna reverse this whole half of the population missing thing now?

Spoiler (haha these are all spoilers!): THEY DON’T. FIVE EFFING YEARS PASS. And in real movie time, at least like 45 minutes? In which we’re supposed to believe that Black Panther (and other notable Avengers but mainly Black Panther) are going to remain dead. GET ON WITH IT MOVIE. Even more damning: Black Widow is now a sad sad lady making sad sandwiches alone and with THIS HAIR LEWK. I was so damn happy for ScarJo to be wigless and THEN THIS. WHAT IN OMBRE HELL. I think (?) what we’re supposed to think is happening here is that she’s so damn sad that she’s failed at hair maintenance and let her blonde highlights grow out into this mess? Here’s the thing, this wig is actually fine - it looks like real hair - but with A TERRIBLE DYE JOB WHY UGH.

Speaking of new lewks, ScarJo still skypes with the remaining Avengers (bless her heart!) and Captain Marvel went ahead and got THIS HAIRCUT WHAT. I guess the internet can stop talking about how much she needs a scrunchie? I think that this is actually truer to her comic book self but also is giving me all the Lilith Fair vibes (IN A GREAT WAY!) It is still a bad wig in a man wig way (the back taper is a mess) but you’ve gotta love the 90s gelled sideswept bangs for pure nostalgia.

Speaking of nostalgia! Ant-Man is back from the quantum realm and damn am I happy to see Paul Rudd (ALWAYS). He is shocked to learn that five years have passed while he was gone (this storyline is very Flight of the Navigator) and goes to find his now teenage daughter even tho he looks exactly the same (tho this would be true regardless - Paul Rudd doesn’t age). However, she’s all alone in her house with no Judy Greer or Bobby Cannavale in sight and does this mean they’re vanished or just not in this movie? Is this daughter being raised by Michael Pena now? Also why isn’t he there? EVERYONE IS IN THIS MOVIE I DEMAND ANSWERS.

So anyway, Paul Rudd is all: why don’t we just time travel through the quantum realm and get those damn jewels and fix this whole Thanos situation? Best Chris and ScarJo are in, but Michael Douglas and Michelle Pfeiffer are the real pros at this whole quantum realm thing but are definitely vanished (as is Evangelline Lilly) so they go find Iron Man since he’s smart, right? Unfortunately, he is now living in a cabin by a lake and has a daughter (mazel! but this is def gonna throw a wrench into the time travel thing). Also Gwyneth is around looking tanned and vaguely ginger. Her wig is basically a more expensive, highlighted version of Nicole Kidman’s wig in Big Little Lies which is to say: MUCH BETTER BUT STILL PRETTY SHITTY. There is also a “joke” (?) about Gwyneth reading a book about composting which I think was supposed to be a Goop dig but honestly: WE DON’T HAVE TIME FOR THAT THIS MOVIE IS ALREADY SO LONG CAN WE JUST GET TO SAVING BLACK PANTHER AND THE OTHERS?

Iron Man def is like: dudes I’m not time traveling - I’m gonna do this whole dad thing WHICH IS FAIR so they go find the like #5 smartest person they know: DR. HULK. There are no pictures of this (that I could find) but Bruce Banner is now living life just AS the Hulk (but not an angry one) so he’s basically a bulky green guy in glasses which is fine but where does he buy those huge cowl sweaters? Asking for myself. Also ScarJo finds Hawkeye in Tokyo being some sort of hooded vigilante with a fauxhawk and guyliner and jeez someone is not dealing well without Linda Cardellini.

Also not dealing well? THOR! #2 Chris is off in Asgard living life with the best supporting characters from Thor: Ragnarok (TAIKA WAITITI 4EVR) and LETTING HISSELF GO. Oh also, Tessa Thompson is there too being a fisherman (?!?!?!) even tho she’s an effing valkyrie how did she get this job?!?! But I have to give full credit to Chris Hemsworth for fully embracing the deglam life here and for the next several hours of this movie. DEGLAM THOR IS EVERYTHING.

However, the wig is obviously terrible. ZZTop beard aside, the wig is these weird dreadlock tendrels which I’m guessing Thor wouldn’t have had time to maintain between playing video games, drinking beer, and eating pizza. Side note: I was really disappointed that he wasn’t eating Billy’s Pan Pizza (Lisbeth Salander’s #1 food choice in Sweden through all of those terrible books) which I actually tried in Iceland once and spoiler alert: original flavor INVOLVES HAM. Just saying: the devil’s in the details. Anyway, Thor and Iron Man decide to give this whole time travel thing a try (why not?) AND YES ONCE REASSEMBLED, IRON MAN’S FIRST POINT OF BUSINESS IS MAKING A BIG LEBOWSKI JOKE.

Iron Man somehow whips up some time travel gps bracelet and holy shit all of the Avengers movies are literally about jewelry. Then it’s on to making some sweet new time travel suits, Hawkeye gelling up that fauxhawk, and away we go to the quantum realm! Nothing bad can happen!

First stop: the first Avengers movie! OH GOD I SEE WHAT THEY’RE DOING HERE. The MCU literally made a plot where they could journey back to all the other MCU movies like a greatest hits tour and THIS MOVIE IS ENDLESS. This also involves journeying back to the ghosts of wigs past AND GURL I’M SHOOK. I guess I have to give credit to the MCU for wig consistencies - these wigs are as shitty as the originals! - and I guess they saved a lot in the already nonexistent wig budget. Also TILDA EFFING SWINTON IS THERE. This cast, dudes. Dr. Hulk and Tilda have a whole Back to the Future (which they make fun of in this movie, btw and I wasn’t here for it) discussion about time travel that I pretty much zoned out on until Tilda was just like eff it: here’s the jewelry you want, you seem pretty chill now, Dr. Hulk.

Oh and Tom Hiddleston’s shitty Loki wig is back! Jesus Christ this wig. Also, Robert Redford is back? How do I not remember him being talked into the MCU?? Anyway, the jewelry Iron Man and Best Chris were looking for is DEFINITELY snatched by Loki so they have to figure out a new time travel scenario.

Oh and Best Chris and Iron Man totally made up after being at odds for the last 2-3 Avengers movies. Also what do we think the hairspray budget was for these two? There is also a LOT of talk about Best Chris’s ass in this movie (they literally refer to it as America’s Ass) and I feel like this could very much be its own movie with maybe some added Best Chris badass twitter wars. Just saying.

Meanwhile, back in olde timey Asgard circa Thor 2, RENE RUSSO IS BACK (also Natalie Portman LOLOL everyone is in these movies). However, Sir Anthony Hopkins is definitely not wasting time on this nonsense and: fair. Also omg this wig on Rene. GURL. I don’t know what GoT prostitute dayplayer they stole this from but regardless: it’s a mess. Also apparently, Rene is about to die (I didn’t see Thor 2) and Deglam Thor is a MESS about it (also still very much a drunken mess also). He almost effs up the plan by going and crying on his mom (don’t worry - Bradley Cooper in his best work to date as Rocket Racoon got the jewelry!) And Rene tells Deglam Thor it’s ok to not be who he’s supposed to be an just be HIM which is very good advice OMG I LOVE RENE RUSSO.

So speaking of parents, Iron Man decided to go find some Infinity Stones in the 70s where his dad, John Slattery is! Apologies for the quality of this picture - it’s the best I could do. Anyway, John Slattery was made for period piece witty repartee tho his man wig (like all man wigs) is a friggin’ mess. He and Iron Man have some fairly emotional dialogue despite the fact that John Slattery doesn’t know that he’s talking to his son and also someone refers to RDJr as Mungo Jerry so I was really down with this whole section of the movie.

OH AND MICHAEL DOUGLAS IS THERE (again apologies for photo quality). What Marvel does best is face deaging technology (I still demand this be used for more 80s movies Michael Douglas wasn’t able to make at the time) but what Marvel consistently does worse is: wigs, specifically man wigs. WOOF. Regardless, they got all the jewelry they needed from the 70s! Moving on!

Over in Thanos town (probably what it’s called), nice Nebula is reunited with her former shitty self and also her sister. Jeez this whole part of the movie is family reunions. Anyway, Gamora’s wig is still a Hot Topic mess. Also a mess: Nebula let Thanos into the whole time traveling jewelry snatching heist which will definitely ruin everything.

Meanwhile, over by the cliffs of sorrow (also definitely official name, probably), ScarJo and Hawkeye and their upsetting hair looks are trying to get that one piece of jewelry that can only be gotten with human sacrifice, which they somehow had forgotten since Infinity War when Thanos sacrificed Gamora to get it. Maybe they just weren’t that tight with Gamora and forgot this? Anyway, the most important thing is that ScarJo gave herself these highlight braids which make this whole look slightly better but it’s still really bad. Also bad: one of these characters has to die! In the end it’s ScarJo I think because she doesn’t have a Linda Cardellini to go back to (or 3 kids) but I don’t really like what the MCU is implying here about the value of single ladies but regardless: goodbye ScarJo and your wig! You are probably better than this whole mess anyway!

Anyway, all the (remaining) Avengers time travel back to present day (aka 2023 just go with it) and everyone is so stoked that they got all the jewelry but then bummed when they hear about ScarJo. Side note: I forgot to talk about Iron Man’s highlights and feathered lewk. It’s upsetting! Moving on! Linda Cardellini calls Hawkeye which means this whole time travelling thing worked and they brought back half the population and also most importantly probably Black Panther so go team! But before we can talk to Linda Cardellini, Thanos crash lands into the Avengers HQ AND DAMMIT NEBULA.

So then everyone is somehow transported (?) to Thanos town aka Fightsville which feels like a great place to probably die in the apocalyptic fight FOR JEWELRY. All the Avengers yet again suck at fighting computerized Josh Brolin aka Thanos and then he calls in all his evil space backup army and everyone is definitely effed. It’s a lot like the part in the Battle of Winterell when the Night King does a Nancy Pelosi clap and reanimates all the dead people to fight the living and Jon Snow cries.

It doesn’t even help when Deglam Thor gives hisself the most wild lightning based makeover. Seriously, he surrounds himself with lightning, gets those badass Total Eclipse of the Heart eyes, and somehow is able to use lightning TO GIVE HIMSELF A HALF UPDO AND BRAID HIS BEARD HAIR AND NO I’M NOT MAKING THIS SHIT UP. The lightning fails to remove his beer belly and again: I’M HERE FOR #2 CHRIS COMMITTING TO THIS DEGLAM BODY. I don’t know the hows and whys of lightning makeovers - I guess it’s just restricted to hair. Which still looks like crap, beard braids or no. Moving on: Best Chris can somehow use Thor’s hammer now and did I miss something? I think it’s a Chris thing and I’m glad that everyone agreed that Worst Chris wasn’t invited to it. But also he’s not there. YET.....

BUT THEN. Dr. Benedict Cumberbatch who I definitely forgot about (and who has the most hilarious American accent) creates all his sparkler circles. Also his whole wig/goatee lewk is like that one adjunct professor you had who kept office hours at a coffee house and/or a part-time vampire. Anyhoo, he BRINGS. BACK. EVERYONE. Black Panther (and all of Wakanda!) Spider-Man! Guardians of the Galaxy! ETC! THE JEWELRY HAND CHANGED HANDS MANY TIMES. THERE WAS SO MUCH GOING ON. Everyone starts kicking ass but it’s still not enough until Captain Marvel and her 90s pixie cut show up and I swear to god all the lady Avengers made a protective barrier around her like the Lilith Fair is serious getting back together (I WISH!) It was all the ladies you love - Valkyrie on a flying horse! Wakandan warriors BUT NOT LUPITA BECAUSE US IS BETTER THAN THIS! Elizabeth Olsen in that terrible red wig! Kate from Lost! Gamora and Nebula I think! - plus also Gwyneth who I totally forgot had an Iron Man suit too but sure! It was a very girl power moment that almost worked but very did not. In a final moment we all saw coming since before Infinity War, Iron Man sacrificed hisself for the jewelry hand (also: humanity). Thanks for your service: the jewelry was saved! OH MY GOD THIS REVIEW IS SO LONG. Am I still writing this? Are you still reading this? THANK YOU FOR READING THIS.

In the end, everyone is saved and reunited...to have a sweet funeral (apologies again for picture quality)! I shit you not: they gave Iron Man’s electric heart a viking funeral at his cabin. Really! And all the other prestige actors you weren’t sure would make it to this movie were there: Marissa Tomei in some sweet beachy waves! Michelle Pfeiffer in some not so sweet beachy waves but whatever: I’m always happy to see her! Michael Douglas! The Winter Soldier in his somehow shittier than Loki wig! That chick from How I Met Your Mother! Other people! Samuel L. Jackson! Oh and I think Iron Man’s daughter is now being co-raised by Jon Favreau? Ok! It was also a funerary co-production for ScarJo and I guess (?) Elizabeth Olsen’s computer boyfriend (aka Paul Bettany) who somehow wasn’t able to be revived by jewelry for reasons unknown. Oh and where the eff were Bobby Cannavale, Michael Pena OR GODDAMNED JUDY GREER I DEMAND ANSWERS!!!!!

SO THEN. Captain America has to go back in time to return the jewelry because Dr. Hulk promised Tilda Swinton and I still don’t get how time travel works in this movie. Also Dr. Hulk is still running the time travel machine even though the whole Ant-Man crew specializing in this technology are back but ok? It all goes great until Captain America returns IN OLD AGE MAKEUP WHAT. Turns out he took a detour to have a life and get married and huh? He then tells Anthony Mackie that he can be Captain America now - officially making the MCU America of 2023 on the level of real America in 2008 and I can’t believe they didn’t cut to a weeping Jesse Jackson (or at least Don Cheadle?) However, Deglam (still!) Thor makes Valkyrie the King of Asgard which officially makes MCU Asgard of 2023 definitely way better than the America of 2019 (yeah I went there) and then he decides to be a Guardian of the Galaxy which means we get to spend an agonizing 3 minutes with Worst Chris. Then they cut to the 1940s and a slow dancing Best Chris and Hayley Atwell and truly: if you can just time travel and be happy can’t we bring back all the dead Avengers too then? HUH? Whatever: THE END! Oh and there’s no post-credits scene but still watch the first like 5 minutes of credits to enjoy the truly mind boggling way that the MCU chose to credit the 5000 people in this movie. Are we please done with Avengers movies now?

VERDICT: DOESN’T WURQ (BUT NOW I WANT A LIGHTNING MAKEOVER)

#avengers #avengersendgame #wigwurq #lightningmakeover #deglamthor #lilithfairreunion #MCU #RENERUSSO #WHEREISJUDYGREER #VikingFuneral

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misterstarkidontfeeltoogood-blog · 6 years ago

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My Top Movies of 2018

Honorable mentions- Wreck it Ralph 2; Ralph Breaks the internet, Solo, Mamma Mia Here We Go Again.

It’s also important to note a few movies I didn’t see this year that could very well be on this list- Hereditary, Bohemian Rhapsody, Grinch, The Hate u Give, MI: Fallout.

20. The Spy Who Dumped Me (directed by Susanna Fogel)- Honestly, this movie was fucking hilarious. Probably my top true comedy of the year. The plot was nothing special but it was exciting and funny from start to finish.

19. Adrift (directed by Baltasar Kormákur)- I feel like this movie was really overlooked! It was a beautiful story of love and survival and the cast was brilliant (and attractive). Very aesthetically pleasing as well.

18. Fantastic Beasts; The Crimes of Grindelwald (directed by David Yates)- This movie got a lot of backlash from critics, but I personally really enjoyed it. I loved the characters, and the plot was very intriguing to me! Great plot twist at the end. I enjoyed this much more than the original Fantastic Beasts. I also got a lot of nostalgia from this movie, with the Hogwarts scenes.

17. Venom (directed by Ruben Fleischer)- Although only Aquaman (yikes) is below this on my list of superhero movies this year, I still really enjoyed Venom! 2018 DELIVERED with superhero movies. Tom Hardy was incredible and so hot like wow.. Good ratio of humor to action.

16. Crazy Rich Asians (directed by Jon Chu)- Okay I typically HATE rom-coms, but this was sooo good! The cast was INCREDIBLE, and the story wasn’t too predictable. It was also so aesthetically pleasing and discussed a lot about Asian culture which is awesome!

15. Christopher Robin (directed by Marc Forster)- So much nostalgia oh my god. I cried in the theater lol. So cute and such a good message. The cast was great (LOVED Hayley Atwell).

14. A Simple Favor (directed by Paul Feig)- This was so underrated. Anna Kendrick and Blake Lively were fucking amazing, and the story was so unpredictable! This reminded me of Gone Girl, but funnier and not quite as dark. Definitely kept me entertained the whole time.

13. Black Panther (directed by Ryan Coogler)- One of the best MCU movies. The cast was amazing and it introduced some of my favorite characters in the MCU. Honestly, MCU blessed us this year.

12. Incredibles 2 (directed by Brad Bird)- One of the few sequels that I liked better than the original. So funny and entertaining. Pixar could shit out anything and I would love it, but this was one of my favorites in recent years.

11. Ant Man and the Wasp (directed by Peyton Reed)- Probably the most slept on MCU film. Paul Rudd is gold and Evangeline Lilly worked perfectly with them. Fucking hilarious and so pure. Also, the post credit scene gave me chills.

10. Love, Simon (directed by Greg Berlanti)- I cried a lot in this one too. So important for LGBT youth for them to get a teenage love story that received mainstream media attention. The cast was great and it was so cheesy and I loved it. This book is fabulous too!

9. Deadpool 2 (directed by David Leitch)- This was just as good as the first one. Ryan Reynolds is perfect as Deadpool and all of the meta references were amazing. Full of so many good cameos.

8. Boy Erased (directed by Joel Edgerton)- One of the most (if not the most) important films of the year. I shamelessly cried in the theater. Helped me see the horrors of conversion therapy. As a gay christian, this movie hit home and was executed perfectly. Lucas Hedges and Nicole Kidman were especially amazing. I hope this one wins some awards.

7. Eighth Grade (directed by Bo Burnham)- Another one deserving of awards, and another one that made me cry in the theater. Elsie Fisher was just breathtaking. An important movie for anyone who has ever felt alienated or different growing up.

6. Spider Man: Into the Spiderverse (directed by Peter Ramsey, Robert Persichetti Jr., Rodney Rothman)- This movie was such a pleasant surprise. The animation was simply phenomenal. I think it will really change the future of animated movies. Miles Morales is such a good Spider Man. I can’t say enough good things about this movie.

5. A Quiet Place (directed by John Krasinski)- This was really groundbreaking for the horror genre. Soooo damn suspenseful and exciting. The lack of sound is really something that can’t be done again, and it’s something that you have to experience in the theater. John Krasinski and Emily Blunt were breathtaking.

4. Mary Poppins Returns (directed by Rob Marshall)- So much nostalgia and sentiments in this movie. Disney really killed it with this one. Again, Emily Blunt was amazing, and Lin-Manuel Miranda was fantastic. Lots of good cameos, and the music was just incredible. So visually appealing. Made me cry in theaters.

3. A Star is Born (directed by Bradley Cooper)- Lady Gaga was fucking incredible in this. Her voice, her acting, her everything. I will be pissed if she doesn’t get best actress. So tragic yet beautiful. The music was breathtaking, and it reflected the story so beautifully.

2. Bad Times at the El Royale (directed by Drew Goddard)- Hands down, the most underrated film of the year. The story was so unique and intriguing. The characters were amazing and portrayed by incredible actors. The music and cinematography complimented the story line so well. I could honestly go on and on about this movie. It’s a shame that it probably won’t receive any awards.

1. Infinity War (directed by the Russo brothers)- Definitely the movie I’ve seen the most in 2018. Getting to see all my favorite characters come together (and most of them die lol) was like nothing I’ve seen before in a movie. I was not expecting to leave the theater on probably the biggest cliffhanger in cinematic history. This culmination of 18 (I think) movies was damn good. Also, probably the best and most exciting post-credit scene in history.

#movies #film #films #MCU #marvel #a star is born #mary poppins #infinity war #spiderverse #2018

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were-cheetah-stiles · 7 years ago

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The Summer Fling (Chapter 8) - Dylan O’Brien

Author: @were-cheetah-stiles

Title: “San Diego Convention Center”

Relationship: Dylan O’Brien x Reader/OFC

Author’s Note: This is July 20th. Okay. Cool. Bye.

Summary: Dylan spends his morning talking about his relationship with you to Tyler and Colton, before he has an uncomfortable run in in the middle of the convention center.

Chapter Seven - Chapter Eight - Chapter Nine

"Bro, I am so emotional today, I can't even talk about Teen Wolf before the panel or I'm gonna lose it. Can we please talk about something else?" Tyler complained to Colton.

"Fine. Let's talk about you. Bella Thorne? Really, Ty?" Colton teased and Dylan snickered.

"Oh, yea, this is a better topic for him." Dylan mumbled sarcastically, without looking up from his phone.

"I mean, honestly, Tyler, what were you thinking? She's kind of trashy and she was way too young for you." Colton criticized Posey over his choice in women.

Posey chuckled and shook his head. "Nah, man, be nice. She's hot and, she's actually really sweet... and what are you talking about? Jeff is like twenty years older than you." Tyler countered, bringing up Colton's fiancé.

"Yes, but I'm almost thirty and we're in love,

so.." Colton pretended to glare at his old friend, and then observed Shelley walk by with Linden and Melissa while staring at Dylan, who didn't notice any of the exchange. He turned back to Tyler, who simply shrugged. "You not talking to Shelley?" Colton leaned over and asked Dylan, who was sitting in the holding room in the basement of the convention center with the rest of his cast, scrolling through articles about the Mets on his phone.

He looked up at Colton and then glanced over at his estranged friend, then bobbed his head to the side. "Not really, I guess. I think Britt won her in the divorce." Dylan barely laughed at his own joke.

"How you holding up, buddy? You look good.." Tyler gripped Dylan's shoulder and massaged it for a moment.

Dylan's mouth turned up at the corner and he clicked his phone off. "Thanks, Pose. You look good too." Tyler smirked and Colton shook his head and laughed at the two best friends. "I'm doing good though." Dylan paused as Sprayberry sat down next to Tyler and joined their conversation. "I've just been hanging out, you know? Enjoying New York and shit." Dylan smirked, then rolled his lips back into his mouth to suppress the involuntary smile. He began jiggling his leg as he watched Colton and Tyler smirk at each other.

"What's her name?" Colton asked smugly.

"Y/n." Tyler answered with a grin.

"Is she an appropriate age?" Colton made a playful dig at Tyler over their earlier conversation.

Dylan chuckled and folded his hands over his stomach and leaned back in his chair. He was relaxed getting to talk about you. He knew that they would be the easiest questions he'd get to answer all day. "Yea, she's like ten months older than me."

"How'd you meet her? What does she look like? Give me the details, man." Colton prodded, leaning forward and poking Dylan in the knee with his fingers. Tyler leaned forward a smidge as well, curious to learn more about the girl that Dylan had been spending his summer with.

Dylan unlocked his phone and pulled up the photo that was taken of the two of you by Jay at Silly Lilly's weeks earlier. He handed the phone to Colton, who zoomed in on your face, and tilted the screen so that Tyler could see it too. "Yo, she's hot. Who is that?" Dylan Sprayberry said as he glanced over Tyler's shoulder at the phone.

"Dyl's little summer hook up, or?" Colton teased, tilting his head to the side.

"We're figuring it out when I get back next week." Dylan smiled.

"Sick, dude. Yo, Khylin, Shell and I are going upstairs for a smoke, you coming?" Sprayberry asked Dylan.

Dylan smiled and shook his head. "Nah, actually, I'm good."

Tyler cocked his head back and smirked at Dylan. "You finally quit?"

Dylan bobbed his head back and forth. "I mean, it was never that serious, but since I've been hanging out with Y/n, and she fucking hates smoking, I haven't really been doing it anymore, especially the past two weeks." Dylan clarified.

"So she's a good influence too?" Tyler asked, his mouth in a full on grin.

Dylan nodded, then stared down at the floor and thought about you, a massive smile breaking out on his lips. "She's pretty phenomenal actually."

"What's she like? What does she do? What have you guys been doing?" Colton pried. "Give us the deets."

Dylan laughed and then began rubbing at the slight stubble growing on his jaw. "Okay, well, she went to Boston College with Julia, and that's how I met her. She's really smart, and funny and fun and she's always down to do whatever, and she's really adventurous and active, so she's really got me out and doing things, which is good, but at the same time, we've burned through like five seasons of Game of Thrones in about a month, so she's also kind of a homebody, which I love, and she's obviously beautiful..." Dylan gestured to his phone, resting on top of his knee, reminding them of the picture he had just shown them. "She's got great taste in movies and tv and music..." Dylan looked at Tyler. "Actually, bro, you'd fucking love her taste in music. I was going through her iTunes the other day and she had all this shit you listen to."

"Yo, she's from Long Island, right?" Tyler asked, having been caught up a little more about you by Dylan beforehand than Colton or Sprayberry. Dylan nodded. "You think she listens to Bayside?"

Dylan snickered and then picked up his phone. "Let's find out.. It's early enough that she maybe hasn't left for work yet."

Dylan O'Brien: Hey, you. I'm talking about you to Colton and Tyler and DylSpray, and Ty wants to know if you listen to Bayside.

"What does she do?" Sprayberry asked, as they all watched Dylan compose the text to you.

"She wants to be a journalist or work for a non-profit maybe, but for now, she works a couple of part-time jobs and just travels a lot. She had been all over Asia this spring, and was in Vietnam when she had to come home unexpectedly." Dylan explained, glancing at his phone again to see if you had texted him back yet. You hadn't.

"Damn, she's a world traveler then." Colton smirked, and raised his eyebrows.

Dylan laughed and nodded. "Yea, we watched the new trailer for AA and she immediately clocked one of the filming locations as Piazza Navona. It was crazy."

"So what've you guys been doing in New York?" Sprayberry asked still sitting next to Tyler, not having gone up to smoke with Shelley and Khylin, instead getting wrapped up in hearing Dylan's updates.

Dylan smiled genuinely and rubbed the screen of his phone against his black trousers. "We've been watching a ton of Thrones, so that's definitely one. We went paddleboarding and surfing and kayaking, and um, we've been walking her dog a bunch and just kind of hanging out at the beach. We've gone on a few hikes, and I took her to see Spider-Man..." Dylan paused to try to remember all of the dates that you had been on since you got back from Kansas. "We've been in the city a bunch too. I took her to a Mets game, regardless of the fact that she's a die-hard Yankees fan."

Tyler cut him off. "Dude, what? You're hanging out with a Yankees fan? That's so fucking weird for you."

Dylan laughed loudly and nodded. "I know. But what I learned from that date is that, while she will heckle me and tell me that Derek Jeter or Andy Pettite wouldn't have made that mistake, or whatever bullshit, she is actually just a New York baseball fan at heart, and she knew a lot about my Mets and she was shitting on the Rockies for the entire game. It was fucking great." Dylan smiled and thought back on how much fun he had at the baseball game with you. He continued listing off the things you had done. "What else..? We went to a winery on the North Fork. We went to The Met and she showed me all her favorite art. We saw Six Degrees of Separation on Broadway..."

Colton interrupted. "Oh my god, how was Allison Janney?" He asked.

Dylan smirked and then felt his phone buzz. "She was really good." He grinned as he handed his phone to Tyler, showing him what you had texted him back.

Y/n Y/L/N: i'm a Long Islander.. i think i would get my ass kicked if i didn't listen to Bayside.

Y/n Y/L/N: i'm at work, so i had to dig through my pictures, but show this to Posey.

"WHOA. WHAT THE FUCK, BRO!" Posey yelled, an excited smile spread across his face. "She collects records and has Bayside? Is she part of the Cult? Dude, dude.. I am so stoked on this chick right now. I'm texting her back."

Dylan laughed and let Posey do what he wanted, trusting his best friend not to make an ass of himself. "So, yea, we've been doing a lot and I really like her and we've just been having a lot of fun. It's been a really good summer so far."

"What does your sister think about you basically dating one of her friends?" Colton asked.

Dylan watched as Tyler and Sprayberry took a goofy selfie and sent it to you and he smirked and shook his head, then turned back to answer Colton's question. "She actually doesn't know."

"How does Julia not know, man?" Sprayberry asked.

"Quit pressuring him, guys. It's new." Tyler teased Dylan and handed him back his phone. "She's hella cool, bro. Definitely an upgrade. Keep her."

Dylan laughed, and a small blush rose to his cheeks, which he tried to hide as he began rubbing the sides of his face and jaw with his hand. "Yea, she's really great, but uh, I don't know. We haven't even discussed if it's just like a summer fling kind of deal or if this could potentially go somewhere yet.. Plus, I'm a little afraid that Jules is going to be pissed, either at me or at Y/n or at us both, and I just don't want that."

"Julia always seemed cool, I'm sure it'll be fine." Colton reassured his old friend, and Dylan bobbed his head to the side, and began chewing on his bottom lip.

"Hate to break up this reunion, boys, but we're heading up. Dyl, sweetie, you're going up in the next elevator." Melissa walked over in her vibrant floral dress and beautiful black curls, and prompted the group to get going up to the panel. Colton and Sprayberry followed her over to the large service elevator that would take them up to the convention hall, but Tyler stayed behind and put his hand on Dylan's knee.

"Dyl, you seem much better, but I missed you, dude."

Dylan smiled and leaned forward to place his hand on Tyler's shoulder. "I missed you too, man. I'll be out here a little more next month, I go back to New York pretty quickly this week though."

Tyler nodded and stood, Dylan following suit, and he embraced his best friend in a tight hug. "I love you, bro. I can't believe we're about to do this."

"I love you too, Ty. I'll see you upstairs, alright?" Dylan patted him on the shoulder and watched as he walked off to join the rest of the cast in the elevator.

Dylan sat back down; he knew it would be about five minutes before he would get to go upstairs to the panel. He checked his phone. He had seven text messages.

Holland Roden: Dyl, have fun today. Enjoy it for the both of us.

Holland Roden: I miss you tons. We have to get dinner the next time we're both in LA.

Holland Roden: And don't ignore Shelley. The two of you were best friends. Just try to remember that. Loveeee you.<3

Tyler Hoechlin: Love you too boo boo.

Dylan snickered at the text from Tyler, and scrolled past one from his mom that he swore he would answer later, and one from Taylor Kitsch stating how excited he was to start press and see him again. Then he got to the text he wanted to see: yours.

Y/n Y/L/N: YO, YOU SHOULD COME OUT FOR A HOMETOWN BAYSIDE SHOW. IT'LL BE DOPE.

Dylan laughed out loud, took a screenshot of the text conversation, and sent it off to Posey. He then went back to text you.

Dylan O'Brien: Posey is in love with you now.

Y/n Y/L/N: can i assume this is my Dyl and not Sprayberry?

Dylan's heart skipped a beat over the words, 'my Dyl'. An uncontrollable smirk broke out across his face.

Dylan O'Brien: It's your Dyl. I miss you a lot.

Y/n Y/L/N: you're the cutest. i miss you too. :( what are you up to right now?

Dylan O'Brien: I'm about to go upstairs to the panel. I'm really nervous actually.

Y/n Y/L/N: you're going to have the time of your life. enjoy it. try to take moments every so often to just look around and take it all in. you're going to do great :)

Dylan O'Brien: :)

Dylan O'Brien: You're the best. I'll talk to you later tonight. Have a good day.

He locked his phone screen, shoved it in his pocket, scrunched the left sleeve of his dark gray henley, and stood up to follow the security guard upstairs to do his final Teen Wolf panel ever.

After the emotional and bittersweet panel was over, Dylan had to do interviews and attend some small sponsored parties with his cast mates. It didn't matter that he kept getting seated next to Shelley, he was flying high on endorphins over how well the day was going, and how supported he felt by you; always sitting in his front pocket, a call or text away if he needed you. He decided to take Holland's advice, and pulled Shelley aside before the IMDB interview with Kevin Smith. They talked for a few minutes, with Dylan reassuring her that they were still friends and he still loved her, and her apologizing for what Britt did to him. They hugged it out and Dylan began feeling much more relaxed.

Dylan was feeling good enough, and slightly intoxicated enough that, along with some security, he decided to walk through the floor of the convention center to interact with the fans a little more before leaving. He walked through with Tyler, Sprayberry, Cody and Khylin and the moment that they hit the floor, they were swarmed. They managed to get about half way through the building when they came across the cast of Riverdale finishing up their signing event and being pulled away to their panel.

"Shit... fuck shit, shit." Tyler whispered as he saw Dylan connect his eyes with none other than Britt. "We have to go..." Tyler tugged on Dylan's shirt, but didn't get him to move.

"Dude, people are watching." Cody commented, scanning the crowd that was forming.

"Cody’s right. Just say hi, and leave... fuck." Dylan whispered to Tyler.

"Well, this isn't going to be good." Khylin mumbled as he watched Dylan's ex-girlfriend approaching rapidly with a smile on her face.

"Hey, Dyl. I was wondering if I was going to see you today." She hugged Dylan, who's breath hitched in the back of his throat as he smelled the familiar fruity scent of her shampoo. "Hey, T-Pose." Britt tried to lighten the mood and went to hug Tyler, but he backed up slightly and simply nodded at her. "Hey guys." She smiled at Cody, Sprayberry and Khylin behind the two older boys. The three of them simply smiled and waved halfheartedly. "So, I heard the panel went well."

Dylan glanced around him and noticed the increasing presence of camera phones being lifted in the air around them, trying to get a shot of the awkward Hollywood couple reunion. He pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows. "Yea, it was good."

"Listen, we gotta go.." Tyler interjected, but was quickly cut off by a fan who got through the security barrier around them.

"Oh my god, oh my god. Oh my god, can I please get a picture? Oh my god, this is so exciting. Please?" She glanced between the cast and Britt.

Tyler smiled and nodded and positioned the sweet young girl in between him and Dylan. Cody, Sprayberry and Khylin all gathered around to join the photo-op, but before the security guard could snap the picture, the young fan grabbed Britt's arm and pulled her in. "Please, I am so glad the rumors weren't true and you two are still together. You have to be in the picture. I loved A Dog's Purpose so much."

Dylan sighed and lightly put his arm around Britt's shoulders as she wrapped hers around his waist and they all stood for a moment for the picture. "Thanks, sweetheart." Tyler hugged the fan one last time before security escorted her back outside of the group.

"Dyl, can I talk to you really quick?" Britt asked in a hushed tone.

Dylan pursed his lips and exhaled deeply, still feeling the eyes of a third of the convention center resting intently on their exchange. He was both grateful and miserable over the next interruption.

"Hey, babe, we're going in, are you coming?" Dylan looked over and immediately recognized the fake orange mop of hair talking to Britt. He connected eyes with the younger man and felt sick. "H-hey, man.. Good to see you." KJ hesitantly extended his hand out to Dylan's and Dylan shook it reluctantly. Dylan didn't say a word.

"Yea, yea, I'm coming right now..." Britt told KJ, then returned her gaze to her ex. "Um, I'll see you or text you, okay?"

Dylan simply pursed his lips and quirked his eyebrows up, then watched her walk away with her hand in KJ's. "Let's get the fuck out of here... Spray, give me your cigarettes." Dylan turned and looked at his friends, then held out his hand as Sprayberry placed the entire pack in Dylan's palm. "Let's go."

Dylan smoked in the car with Khylin and Sprayberry all the way to the hotel, then chain smoked the rest of Dylan's pack until his hands stopped shaking. He felt the anxiety begin to melt off of him as the thick smoke filled his lungs, and finally he relaxed.

Dylan decided to stay in instead of going out with Tyler and the rest of his cast mates, and laid on the large and white king sized bed in his hotel room. He checked his phone. He had four texts from Posey, checking in on him, one more from his mom and seven from Britt. He couldn't stand to read any of them. The one person that he wanted to talk to had not texted him once since that morning. He felt doubt and panic begin to creep into his mind, and he finally tossed his phone across the room, landing gently on the carpeted floor.

He pulled his hands up to his face and rubbed hard against his closed eyes, trying to stave off the early stages of a stress headache. He decided to get up, grab his phone and just call you. He was certain that you weren't texting him because you wanted him to enjoy his time with his cast, but he needed to hear your voice and make sure that your silence wasn't something more. He tapped your number and watched as the call connected and began ringing. It rang and rang and then went to voicemail.

"You've reached Y/n's cell, I'm probably in a different country, you really should just email me." He smiled at your soft snicker. "Leave me a message and I'll maybe get back to you. Thanks."

He was both frustrated by you not answering, and also instantly calmed by the sound of your voice. He began speaking after the beep. "Hey.. Uh, I just.." He glanced at the clock under his hotel TV and shook his head. "I just realized what time it is there and now I'm grateful that you didn't answer and I didn't wake you. I'll just talk to you tomorrow. I hope you had a good day... I miss you..... okay, yea, bye."

Dylan sat down at the foot of his bed, placed his phone next to him, leaned his elbows against his thighs, and shoved his hands against his face. He felt the skin of his cheeks and lips move up and down with the movement of his hands. He thought about calling you again, just to get your voicemail and hear your voice one last time. He decided that running out and getting a pack of cigarettes would probably be a more thoughtful solution, and wouldn't run the risk of waking you up at two in the morning. He sighed heavily and scanned the room for where he had left his shoes. He walked over to his suitcase and pick them up off of the floor when he heard a gentle knocking at his door.

He walked over and opened it. "Hey." He said with complete and utter surprise spreading over his face.

"Hi."

Who do you think is at the doooooooor? Spoiler alert: It’s Hoech.

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knightofameris · 4 years ago

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goodmorning dhaksneksjd I LOVE CREATING YOUR OWN AU’s oh god i used to do that with freaking stranger things. PLS. i hate it here. grrr i just love tony stark (‘:

ima admit something fhskdnd i never read the comics so i don’t really have an opinion on these types of things but!! i can say that they definitely could’ve casted someone younger. and the only reason i really prefer peter parker is bc i’ve only seen those movies )): i never had a chance to watch miles’ story or toby mguire (is that how u spell his name—) i would honestly love to if i was given the chance but it’s never been presented to me so ):

this is a very unpopular opinion on marvel but i really liked antman and wasp JDJAJSS idk how to feel about how it fits into the MCU timeline but i liked it as its own movie. i thought it was really cool (‘: i’ll be rambling abt cute chem boy in a different post bc it’s LONG oopsies

—🧸<3

good MORNING BUT REALLY GOOD NIGHT? i finished my project so i am finally letting myself treat myself by REPLYING LMAO i’m sorry AHHH

PLEASE I HAVE SO MANY AU’S,,,,,, I HAVE A HAIKYUU AU WITH MY FRIENDS PLANNED OUT IT’S BASICALLY JUST A SELF-INSERT BUT LIKE. IM THE ONLY WRITER SO IT’S ALL JUST ME WRITING IT. WHICH IS FINE. SOME OF MY FRIENDS FEED ME IDEAS AND I WRITE NOTES DOWN TO MAKE SURE I GET TO IT. my marvel au is with some really old friends and one of them is part of the haikyuu au as well LOL. and basically every fandom i was ever really into, i just, i guarantee you i have an au either written (partially) or somewhere in my noggin (currently trying to come up with something for genshin impact with my friends too lOL)

and pls. i would. i would like tony stark as my dad PLEASE. he’s just neat yk?

AND OMG NO DON’T WORRY. i didn't even read comics until 2018? and i was into marvel since 2012 soooooooo DON’T WORRY. even then, i just read the hawkeye comics cus kate bishop is the only one i care about (maybe clint i guess) now. i love her. so so so much. AND NO I GET IT TOO. I STILL LOVE TOM HOLLAND’S PETER PARKER. it’s totally possible to criticize a media you love, and even then you can be aware of the flaws but you don’t have to point it out to people who are like “you know the >>media<< you like is flawed right?” you can just enjoy it to enjoy it! again, marvel, i will always have t h o u g h t s SO IF YOU. IF YOU BRING IT UP I WILL RAMBLE I’M SORRY LMAOOO

and dude i-i grew up with toby’s spiderman and still always fucking up his last name. maguire? i think??? im not googling it for the sake of it either be an actual fuck up or actually being right LMAO i liked andrew garfield’s spider-man tbh! he had lots of potential i think lul

NO I ALSO LOVED ANTMAN AND THE WASP, IDK WHY PEOPLE DON T LIKE IT. ALSO i really love evangeline lilly and just, hope in general? like hope is so wonderful i love her so much. i love the ant man movies cus they’re just fun. im tired of dark and gritty just let me laugh at something stupid lmao

#please im sorry #i will ramble about marvel #i would ramble about haikyuu but like #i did that a lot already too so LOOOOL #plus all im in the mood to write for is just haikyuu soooooooo #a.responds #from.🧸#a.anonfamily!!#from.nonnie

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drunkenvigors · 6 years ago

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These are kinda therapeutic for me (I’m going to skip some of them cause there’s a lot though!) sorry if you somehow know me irl and see this

1: How tall or short do you wish you were? I would love to be at least 5’6

2: What’s your dream pet? (Real or not) I already have my dream pets and I love them with my entire being

3: Do you have a favorite clothing style? No I switch between so many I never look the same lmao

4: What was your favorite video game growing up? Don’t make me answer this it’s too hard to think of, nextttt.

5: What three things/people do you think of most each day: 8:30pm (my fave time of day), mashed potatoes, and the rest of my brain goes into oblivion idk

6: If you had a warning label, what would yours say? I care too much or not at all there’s no inbetween beware I could scare u off or piss u off take ur pick

9: Are you ticklish? Everywhere on me is ticklish unfortunately but you can get a free pass to tickle me for 1min if I think you’re cute, otherwise take ya hands off the merchandise stupid bitch.

10: Are you allergic to anything? Being social

11: What’s your sexuality? I am pansexual but due to being bullied about it I tell everyone I’m Bi.

12: Do you prefer tea, coffee, or cocoa? This is a choice nobody should have to make.

13: Are you a cat or dog person? I am a regular person that loves them both

14: Would you rather be a vampire, elf, or merperson? Short enough to pass as an elf so why not 🧝‍♀️

15: Do you have a favorite Youtuber? David Dobrik, hes entertainment for when I’m eating snacks

16: How tall are you? Mind ya business.. 5feet...

17: If you had to change your name, what would you change it to? Tee, that’s what I go by anyways so considered it changed

19: Do you believe in ghosts/spirits? Yes and no.

20: Do you like space or the ocean more? How about neither because they’re big cluster fucks of the unknown and that in itself is terrifying

22: Pet peeves? Letting me get attached and talking to me then leaving me hanging without any fucking explanation like um lmao you suck

23: Would you rather be nocturnal or diurnal [opposite of nocturnal]? I’m nocturnal for sure

24: Favorite constellation? Dis pussy

25: Favorite star? Ur moms pussy

26: Do you like ball-jointed dolls? This sounds sexual

27: Any phobias or fears? Too many dots/holes in the same area, I’ll actually vomit.

28: Do you think global warming is real? OBVIOUSLY

29: Do you believe in reincarnation? Eeeehhhh I guess. I believe in a lot of different theories that I’ve thought of myself, I don’t care what other people think about these things because I’d like to stay true to my own thoughts.

30: Favorite movie? Spirited Away

31: Do you get scared easily? Not really

32: How many pets have you own in your lifetime? Too much math brb

34: What is a color that calms you? Red yay

35: Where would you like to travel and/or live? ... don’t make me say it because I won’t

36: Where were you born? In a Jesus piece praise

37: What is your eye color? Poop

38: Introvert or extrovert? Both depending on the day

39: Do you believe in horoscopes and zodiacs? Yea & if you don’t we probably won’t get along very well

40: Hugs or kisses? I’m definitely a hugger

41: Who is someone you would like to see/visit right now? There’s a very kind soul I’m dying to meet

42: Who is someone you love deeply? Tiger (my cat)

43: Any piercings you want? My bridge

44: Do you like tattoos and piercings? This is hilarious if you’ve never seen me before

45: Do you smoke or have you eiver done so? No smh are u kidding me that shits for the birds ya’heard weed will kill ya ;’(

46: Talk about your crush, if you have one! Godddd fucking DAMN he is so nice to me. Better than the stupid fuck people I tried to take care of around my area. These circumstances really suck.

47: What is a sound you really hate? There’s a couple people in mind that when they talk I would love to just shove a sock down their throat

48: A sound you really love? A skateboard on the pavement

49: Can you do a backflip? Fuk off maybe I’ll try to after doing this post

50: Can you do the splits? Used to

51: Favorite actor and/or actress? Myself when I need to get out of certain situations due to excessive anxiety but not wanting to show my real emotions, you feel?

53: How are you feeling right now? Would be better if I wasn’t here rn

54: What color would you like your hair to be right now? Exactly how it is

55: When did you feel happiest? When I get attention from the person I want it from, stupid romantic bullshit that doesn’t even matter

56: Something that calms you down? Probably my sister because we can laugh anything off together and I mean ANYTHING

57: Have any mental disorders? I can’t count them all on one hand

58: What does your URL mean? It’s from a hopsin song and Bioshock infinite. Good luck figuring it out

59: What three words describe you the most? Confusing, loud, quiet, and I’ll add one more, contradiction

60: Do you believe in evolution? Well.. how do you think we’re humans rn, we came from monkeys or whatever

61: What makes you unfollow a blog? If they post stupid ads or things that’ll try to pursue you into doing something

62: What makes you follow a blog? If it fits my aesthetic

63: Favorite kind of person: funny

64: Favorite animal(s): 🐨

66: Favorite emoticon: 🖤

67: Favorite meme: disgusteng

69: What is your star sign? TAURUS BAAAABYYYY 😍

70: Can your dog roll over on command, if you have a dog? No but I can so wassup dâddÿ

71: What outfit out of all your clothes do you like to wear the most? I have too many to pick

72: Post a selfie or two? How about no because I’m ugly lmao tf

73: Do you have platform shoes? NO I SHOULD GET SOME TBH

74: What is one random but interesting fact about yourself? I’ve pissed myself while drunk too many times to count, do as you wish with this information because I find it hilarious & I’m glad I don’t have an alcohol problem anymore lol

75: Can you do a front flip? Actually, yes, yes I can

76: Do you like birds? Don’t hate me for this but no I really don’t

77: Do you like to swim? Yessss

78: Is swimming or ice skating more fun to you? Ice skating

79: Something you wish didn’t exist: trump

80: Some thing you wish did exist: a green sky and a purple moon

81: Piercings you have? Lip, nose, ears, nipple (yes only one of them lmao)

82: Something you really enjoy doing: sucking my own dick for attention

83: Favorite person to talk to: myself in the mirror

84: What was your first impression of Tumblr? Idk I was so young when I made this blog I can’t recall

85: How many followers do you have? Idk does it even matter

86: Can you run a mile within ten minutes? I smoke far too many cigarettes for that

87: Do your socks always match? Never

88: Can you touch your toes and keep your legs straight completely? No wtf you thought I was fit? Nexxxttt

89: What are your birthstones? Emerald

90: If you were an animal, which one would you be? Koala

91: If a flower could aesthetically represent you, what kind would it be? Lillies, sunflowers, or buttercup flowers

92: A store you hate? Aerocrombie or however you fuckin spell it

93: How many cups of coffee can you drink in one day? 6 or 7

94: Would you rather be able to fly or read minds? Read minds but I would probably end up killing myself knowing all the bad things people think of me

95: Do you like to wear camo? Sometimes

96: Winter or summer? Summer

97: How long can you hold your breath for? 326183621

98: Least favorite person? Andrew lol fuck you.

99: Someone you look up to: my homies that have passed away, I look up to them every day

100: A store you love? I like to order things

101: Favorite type of shoes? VANS

102: Where do you live? Doesn’t matter smh

103: Are you a vegetarian or vegan? If so, why? Nnnooo

104: What is your favorite mineral or gem? Shiet

105: Do you drink milk? Milk drinks me glug glug bitch

106: Do you like bugs? NAH

107: Do you like spiders? NEGATIVE

108: Something you get paranoid about? Crack

109: Can you draw: if I try

110: Nosiest question you have ever been asked? Mannnnn idk

111: A question you hate being asked? Anything about my dead homies makes me at least a little uncomfortable

112: Ever been bitten by a spider? No

113: Do you like the sound of waves at the beach? Obviously

114: Do you prefer cloudy or sunny days? Sunny but not burning hot sunny u feel me

115: Someone you’d like to kiss or cuddle right now: who told u this information

THIS IS LONG

120: Fruits or vegetables? Fruit salad perhaps

121: Something you want to do right now: Get tf out of here

122: Is the ocean or sky prettier? Sky for sure

123: Sweet or sour foods? I eat sweets to confuse the demons inhabiting this body

124: Bright or dim lights? Dimmadomedim

125: Do you believe in a certain magical creature? Bitch u really thought dragons aren’t real

126: Something you hate about Tumblr: everyone is so sensitive bro then y’all gang up and bully someone for something so small & meaningless as if you have nothing better to do with yourselves

127: Something you love about Tumblr: nobody really knows me here & if you do then hey hi wassup I trust you 🖤

128: What do you think about the least? Sheesh I have adhd next question please

129: What would you want written on your tombstone? She was a bitch but she was a lit bitch

130: Who would you like to punch in the face right now? Fuck violence

131: What is something you love but also hate about yourself? My mind

132: Do you smile with your teeth showing for pictures? Ehhhhh on occasion

133: Computer or TV? Tv

134: Do you like roller coasters? Naaah son

135: Do you get motion sickness or seasickness? No

136: Are your ears lobed or attached? Lobed thank god

137: Do you believe in karma? HAH YES, she been slacking though💀👀

138: On a scale of 1-10, how attractive would you say you are? 3 tbh

139: What nicknames do you have/have had? People used to call me gauges and I am so glad that stage is over

140: Did you have any pretend or imaginary friends? Oh, you mean schizophrenia because yes

141: Have you ever seen a therapist/shrink? For years, then I dipped out because I know I can’t be cured from mental instability

142: Would you say you are a good or bad influence to others? Bad bad baaaad yikes

143: Do you prefer giving or receiving gifts/help? Giving

144: What makes you angry? When people play with me or attention seeking people, I really hate some of y’all cry baby asses fr

145: How many languages do you speak fluently? one sadly

146: Do you prefer boys, girls, and/or non-binaries? All of the above

147: Are you androgynous? Have you seen me because lmao

148: Favorite physical thing about yourself: I can’t even pick one because I genuinely hate myself and how I look

149: Favorite thing about your personality: my what now 💀

150: Name three people you would like to talk to right now in person: Jeremy McKinnon I want to tell him thank you. That’s it I guess

151: If you could go back into time and live in one era, which would you choose? Um probably none

152: Do you like BuzzFeed? Oooooofff I used to years ago but shit I’m over it now

153: How did you meet your spouse/girlfriend/boyfriend/partner? [If you have one.] my what

154: Do you like to kiss others’ foreheads or hands for platonic reasons? NO I AM NOT THE MOM FRIEND

155: Do you like to play with others’ hair? Not unless you’re my actual partner and even then I don’t really like to

156: What embarrasses you? Being outside

157: Something that makes you nervous/anxious: speaking/existing

158: Biggest lie you have ever told: I love you

159: How many people are you following? Idk prob a lot

160: How many posts do you have on your blog(s)? I’ve had this since I was 12 or something I really don’t know

161: How many drafts do you have on your blog(s)? IDFKKK

162: How many likes do you have on your blog(s)? WHAT

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all 104 asks :)))

JESUS H. CHRIST. ALRIGHT HERE YOU GO THEN AL OH MY GOD. YOU BETTER DO YOURS TOO OR ELSE I’M COMING FOR YOU.

1. You woke up naked next to the last person you texted, what would you say? Oh man the last person I texted was my friend Lilly and I don’t know her that well so I’d probably say “how did I get here and where are my clothes.”

2. What’s going on between you and the last person you kissed?We’re tight, we send each other memes everyday. Shout out to my boi Zac

3. If your boyfriend or girlfriend was into drugs, would you care?It depends the drug I guess. Like weed? Tight. Crack cocaine? Um maybe, like, not so tight

4. Is your last name longer than six letters?Yeah it’s eight

5. Was your last kiss drunk or sober?I was sober af

6. Have you ever wanted to have someone but you messed it up?I liked a straight girl for a long time, but I didn’t so much mess it up as it was never there to begin with since she’s….. y’know straight

7. What does your last received text say?It’s the little emoticon of that girl holding out her hand. You know. The slay girl? The girl that looks like she’s saying yaaaaass. That one.

8. How many times have you kissed the last person you kissed?Just once. Once again shout out to my boi Zac

9. Where was your last kiss at?In my car listening to stairway to heaven because I know how to woo a man

10. When is the last time you saw your sister?I don’t have any siblings, I’m an only child

11. What do you drink in the morning?Water. I’m a slut for hydration

12. Where did you sleep last night?My apartment.

13. Do you think relationships are hard?Oh hell yeah boi, but if it’s with the right person it’s worth it.

14. If you could go back and change something in the past 5 months, would you?Yah, every single decision I ever made

15. You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, any problems?Nah it’s my boi Zac, we’d probs just look at memes

16. Would you rather it be sunny or rainy?I like both! But sometimes too much rain can depress me

17. Do you know anyone with the same middle name as you?Oh hell yeah my girl Lilly from question 1, also my old tennis doubles partner Veronica.

18. Are you wearing jeans,sweatpants,or pajama pants?Pj pants, It’s 1am

19. Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 years from now?Honestly who the fuck knows my dude

20. Does anyone like you?I don’t think so

21. Have you ever kissed someone with a name that starts with an S?Nope, can’t say that I’ve had

22. Is the last person you kissed gay?Nah my boi Zac is straight

23. Is there a person you CANNOT stand?Yeah a shit ton.

24. Have you ever considered getting a tattoo?Yes! I want one on my thigh and goddamn it I’m gonna get it

25. In the past week have you cried?Yeah everyday actually lol, I have depression ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

26. What breed was the last dog you saw? Ah I actually just saw one like an hour ago! I think he was a boxer, like a tiny boxer.

27. Do you dry off in the shower or out of the shower?In the shower, I hate it when my wet feet touch the carpet is that weird?

28. Have you ever kissed a football player?

I have indeed actually

29. Do you think you’re old?Nah. Maybe. Slightly old. I’m 20

30. Do you like text messaging?Hell yeh I like a good text

31. What type of day are you having?Really chill, hung out with a friend and had taco bell

32. Have you ever thought about getting your nose pierced?Yeah I’ve thought about it but I don’t have anything pierced so I don’t think I’ll ever do it ha

33. Do you prefer warm or cold weather?Probably warm weather, I live in Florida so I’ve never really experienced cold, cold weather.

34. Is there a person of the opposite sex who means a lot to you?Ummmmm, my boi Zac?

35. Would you prefer a relationship or a fling?Relationship

36. Are you a simple or complicated person?Complicated. I don’t even understand my damn self. Who the fuck is she and why she gotta be so damn annoying.

37. What song are you listening to?Nothing, silence. But I will say the song I’m currently in love with right now is Two Fux by Adam Lambert, that shit is amazing.

38. When you say you’re sorry do you mean it?Oh hell yeah. I say it a lot but I mean it every time.

39. Is there a girl that knows everything or almost everything about you?Um like my mom?

40. What made you start liking the person you like now?I really don’t like anyone right now to be honest.

41. When did you last receive a text message?Um 6:34pm from my girl Lilly

42. What is wrong with you right now?Lol dude so much.

43. How well do you know the last female you texted?Not that well but well enough to like be comfortable around her.

44. Does anyone disgust you?The current president of the United States, That weasel from back at the barnyard. Idk that guy just freaks me out.

45. Would you date someone right now if they asked?Probably not, maybe when I’m in better control of myself

46. Are you in a good mood right now?Yeah I’m chillin

47. Who was the last person you talked to in person?My friend Dominique

48. What color shirt are you wearing?Black!

49. Has someone recently told you something you didn’t want to hear?YEAH ALEX TELLING ME TO DO ALL OF THESE ASKS. I’M LOOKING AT YOU.

50. Anyone you’re giving up on?My owN DAMN SELF. Shit.

51. Do you hate the person you fell hardest for?Nah she’s cool.52. Have you ever thought about giving up on someone but couldn’t?Ummmm yeah I’ve had that happen before.

53. Do you like rain?Yeah I do, it’s soothing.

54. Do you care if your boyfriend/girlfriend drinks?Nah

55. Have you ever liked somebody and never told them?What else are you supposed to do when you like someone?

56. Do you like to cuddle?Yeah I do but not with like anybody I gotta be tight with you first.

57. Are you shy?People tell me that I am but I hate that.

58. Do you get along with girls?Oh hell yeah I love girls. Platonically and very un-platonically

59. Have you dated the person you texted last?My girl Lilly?? Nah we just friends.

60. What do you carry with you at all times?Probably my phone

61. If you were paid 1 million dollars to spend the night in a supposed haunted house, would you?Oh hell yeah!! I love creepy shit. I might cry a little though. But who wouldn’t, ya know?

62. Do you think you can last in a relationship for five months?Yeah I have before.

63. Think back to October, were you in a relationship?Nope.

64. The person you like kisses you on the forehead, do you find this cute?Very, I’d probably finger gun at them.

65. Did anything “cute” happen in the last week?Ummm me and my friend Dominique stayed up reading fanfic together, I thought that was cute. 66. How old are the last three people you kissed?Hoo boy. Um 18, 21, and 20. 67. Would you rather pay to get your nails done or do them yourself? I mean I love getting my nails done but that’s too expensive.

68. Which do you like better- Zebra print or leopard print? I fuck with a leopard print.

69. Do you have any stickers on your car? Nope, just a parking decal haha

70. Would you rather listen to Luke Bryan or Lil Wayne? Lil Wayne. I used to go to school with a boy named Lil Wayne. Shout out to my boi Lil Wayne.

71. Blackberry, Anroid, or iPhone? iPhone, bish

72. When’s the last time you had pizza from Pizza Hut? Like a week ago on my birthday

73. Do you like diet soda? Nope, I don’t like soda.

74. What color are the walls in your room? At my apartment they’re white, at my house they’re coral, heh.

75. Are you 16 or older? ]Yup, I’m 20

76. Do you watch Pretty Little Liars? Nope but I read all the books. I think Emily is the reason why I’m bi lol

77. Do you have a job? Nope I’m hella unemployed

78. What are your initials? MMZ

79. Did you ever have braces? Nope

80. Are you from the south? I mean I live in Florida but I was born in California81. What does your last status on facebook say? I have no idea, I haven’t opened that shit in years.

82. Do you still talk to the first person you ever kissed? Yeah! He’s a great guy! He’s gay now tho lol

83. Are you closer to your mom or your dad? My mom

84. Have you ever done cheerleading or gymnastics? I’ve done gymnastics, I can do I handstand. That means I’m hip.

85. What’s the last movie you saw in theaters? Spider-Man Homecoming!

86. Do you smoke? Nahh

87. Would you rather wear heels or flip flops? Flip Flops, I got high arches, you kno?

88. Is your phone touch screen? Why yes it is.

89. Do you normally wear your hair straight or curly? It’s naturally a little wavy so I guess wavy

90. Have you ever snuck out of your house? Nah are you kidding? I’d get killed by my mom. How do kids do that shit? No really I want to know.

91. Would you rather swim in a river, lake, or pool? Hmmmmmm probably a river

92. Have you ever made out in a car? Why yes, yes I have

93. …Had sex in a car? No girl

94. Are you single or in a relationship? I’m huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu single

95. What were you doing last night at midnight? Um on tumblr just scrollin

96. When’s the last time you saw fireworks? Driving to my apartment! I saw the Disney fireworks ha.

97. Do you like the camera on your phone? Yeah I love it, it’s great.

98. Have you ever had a friend with benefits? Umm…. Yes, yes I have. Heh.

99. Have you ever passed out from drinking? No, but there was this one time I drank so much that I started crying in this random guys lap because I was mad the room wouldn’t stop moving. Good times.

100. Are you friends with people on facebook that you actually hate? Honestly idk I don’t even use facebook

101. Have you ever had a pregnancy scare? God no, and I hope I never do pls god hear my prayer

102. Name your favorite Kesha song: Um gotta be Blow, I love that song

103. Do you have any tan lines right now? Omg I have flip flop tan lines don’t judge me

104. Would you ever wear cowboy boots with shorts? Hell yeah. Yee haw mother fuckers.

#le ask

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allyinthekeyofx · 8 years ago

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DREAMCATCHER - Chapters 24 & 25

(I’m at work and wifi is down so I’m posting off my phone. I will edit chapter links in tomorrow).

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

Dreamcatcher May 8th. Time unknown

The child smiled at Scully, a tremulous, hesitant smile which made no attempt to belie the sadness behind her eyes. Her skin beneath Scully’s touch was soft and smooth.

Slowly, as though weighing up the question, Gina nodded.

“I think that’s who I am.”

Scully frowned. Whatever else she had expected, this wasn’t it.

“What do you mean sweetie?”

She tried to keep her voice gentle, to not frighten this child any more than she already was.

Despite that, however, the child’s eyes filled with tears as she shook her head from side to side.

“I mean, I think I’m me…I’m just not sure anymore.”

Scully tried to gather her thoughts together enough to make sense of what the child was saying to her. It was hard. She felt as though she had awoken from a very long, very deep sleep. It was difficult to shake off the fatigue, difficult to concentrate.

“I don’t understand.”

She gently tugged on Gina’s arm to bring the child down to her level. Maybe then she would begin to open up to her.

“Gina, tell me what you mean.”

She knew this child should be articulate. She knew enough about her background to know she was intelligent, precocious, outgoing. But right now, as the child stared back at her through the tears that now spilled over from her eyes and trickled down her rosy cheeks, Scully could see none of those things. Instead, there was just a little girl who seemed broken, terrified, hopeless.

For long seconds, Gina didn’t speak, until finally, she swallowed back the sobs just sufficiently to force the words out.

Scully reached out a hand and smoothed Gina’s hair away from where it had blown across her face, forcing the child to look at her.

“Gina, honey, that’s not true.”

Gina shrugged.

“I don’t want to believe it. But Fliss says I might be.”

“Fliss says?” Scully’s voice was incredulous.

“Yes.” Gina nodded, her words coming faster now. “She says that sometimes when we’re here, that when we think bad thoughts, they can come true. That if I think that I might be dead it might come true…”

Gina’s face crumpled completely then as Scully pulled her into a comforting embrace, rocking the little girl gently against her as her voice rose in a pitiful wail that made Scully’s throat close up.

“I don’t want to die. I just want to go home.”

Scully stroked the child’s hair gently, feeling the warmth on the palm of her hand as the sun beat down above them, allowing Gina to cry against her, the tears dampening the material of the green flannel pyjamas she still wore.

“Shhhhh. I know you do, sweetie. I know. I want to go home too”

Scully closed her eyes, seeing her partner’s face behind her lids - an imprint of him that seemed to have been burned on her soul, an image of his face as he was torn away from her, screaming out her name. She wondered fleetingly if she would ever see him again, and then the thought was immediately replaced by the need to comfort this child.

She gently disentangled herself from Gina, pushing the child back so that she could once again look into her eyes.

“Gina I promise that you will be okay. We both will. I promise okay?“

But her words sounded hollow. Even as she spoke them she knew it was hopeless. Out there, in the real world, she would have had answers. But here she had none..

The fact didn’t escape Gina.

“No, we won’t,” she said dully. “Not until she says we can.”

“Who says?”

“Fliss. She’s in charge. She always has been. We have to stay until she says we can go back. She…she gets real angry if we try and leave.”

Scully felt the hairs on the back of her neck inexplicably stand on end as a sudden chill swept over her. Beneath the warmth of the sun, goose flesh broke out on her skin.

She could suddenly feel it.

For perhaps the first time she could almost reach out and touch the evil that existed here. And like a jigsaw puzzle the pieces began to slowly fall into place.

“Did Elisabeth try to leave before Fliss said it was okay?”

She felt Gina tense a split second before she pulled herself out of Scully’s grasp, and she could swear she saw the colour literally drain from her face as the child stumbled backwards away from her.

“Gina?”

Gina held out her hands to Scully, a supplicating, pleading gesture.

“Please don’t ask me that. We’re not supposed to talk about it. Fliss would be angry if she knew.”

But Scully persevered.

“She tried to leave, didn’t she? And Fliss didn’t want her to?”

She watched as Gina dropped to her knees, burying her face in her hands as she began to cry again. She considered comforting the child, but another part of her, the pragmatic part that lurked at the forefront of her personality, recognized that she needed answers. Her voice took on a hint of desperation.

“Gina, if you want me to help you, you have to tell me. Did Fliss hurt Elisabeth?”

Slowly, so slowly, Gina raised her head, her breath hitching in her chest, reminding Scully of the way she had looked when they had discovered her hiding, terrified, behind that dark armoire.

How long ago was that? Scully couldn’t be sure. Time held no meaning here. Nothing had meaning except the burning need inside her to find whatever answers she needed to leave this place.

“You can’t help me,” Gina said. “You can’t help me ‘cuz you don’t understand. Fliss…she didn’t mean to do it…she was trying to stop her. Lilly was going to tell, you see. Fliss couldn’t let that happen, so she tried to stop her…she made her think bad thoughts.”

Scully rubbed a hand wearily across her brow. This was getting them nowhere. It was like being locked inside the most perplexing conundrum.

*Mulder would know*.

But he wasn’t here. Scully was no longer sure where here even was anymore.

“Bad thoughts?” she queried uncertainly.

Gina nodded.

“Nightmares. Do you ever have nightmares, Agent Scully?”

“Sometimes,” she admitted as the child turned away from her. Even from her position behind her, Scully could see the sudden droop in the girl’s shoulders.

“Fliss says that nightmares are made up of the things that we are most afraid of. All the things we can’t think about when we’re awake. She says that’s what dreaming is for; to get rid of the bad stuff.”

*Blood bone and tissue*.

“Gina?”

The child remained standing with her back to Scully. She made no attempt to turn back to her, but Scully sensed she was listening, ready to answer now.

“What was Elisabeth most afraid of?”

The question seemed to hang, balanced on the air between them until finally Gina spoke. Her words were so soft that Scully had trouble even hearing them. But it didn’t matter.

Because she already knew.

Chewed up and spit out.

Spiders.

Nine year old Elisabeth Armstrong, like many little girls her age, had been afraid of spiders.

Scully slammed her eyes shut as the bile began to rise in her throat.

“Oh my God.”

And when she opened her eyes once more, Gina was gone.

XXXX

St Mary’s hospital. Cleveland, Ohio. May 8th. 7:56p.m.

Mulder was all too aware that she was watching him.

He could feel her eyes boring into him in much the same way he was able to feel Scully’s when she was concerned about him.

It wasn’t surprising that he should feel this same connection now. And it was comforting somehow. It was as though a piece of Scully was there with him. But he refused to raise his head, to make contact with her. To make contact would be to admit his fatigue and while he might be able to fool Skinner, Margaret Scully was another matter all together.

She had arrived earlier in the day, had stood horror-struck before her daughter’s lifeless form, her eyes darting wildly around the room as she fought to hold on to her composure, and he had admired her for it, admired her for not breaking down.

Like Scully, she would do her crying in private. She was a strong woman. Just like his partner.

He had thought for a minute that she hadn’t even noticed him there. Sitting quietly holding Scully’s hand, he had made no sound. He could hardly bear to look at her, this woman whose daughter had suffered so much at his hand.

But she had noticed. Had crossed the room and gently laid a hand against the back of his hair.

Offering forgiveness even before he had time to open his mouth, telling him without words that she didn’t blame him for this, just as she had never blamed him for things past.

Mulder hadn’t wanted to respond, hadn’t wanted her to comfort him when he didn’t deserve to be comforted, but despite himself, he had turned his head and allowed her to hold him against her as his tears began to flow.

They had remained there for a while not speaking, until finally, Margaret had asked him the question he had been so afraid of.

“What happened, Fox?” He hadn’t been able to answer her. Hadn’t been able to give her any explanation, and he hated himself for it.

The only surprise had been that Margaret Scully didn’t hate him too.

But she didn’t. The very fact that she was not only watching over her daughter, but him as well, only added credence to that fact. He knew he didn’t deserve it.

“Fox?”

It was easy to ignore the fact that she had been watching him, but almost impossible to resist her when she spoke. He lifted his head and faced her. They sat, either side of Scully’s bed.

Just sat there.

Hour after endless hour, hoping for some sign, some tiny movement to suggest that she was still with them. So far, though, their hopes had been in vain.

He rubbed a hand across his face, wincing as he inadvertently disturbed the small square of gauze that covered the wound on his temple. Pain flared briefly to be replaced with a dull ache. He knew he was pushing it. And from the look on her face, Margaret knew it too.

“You need to rest.”

He shook his head.

“I can rest here.”

“Fox, please…”

She rose to her feet then, moving to stand by his side. He allowed her to drop a hand on his shoulder, feeling his throat tighten at her next words.

“Dana would want you to take care of yourself. At least come with me to get something to eat.”

Margaret reached across him and gently smoothed a hand across her daughter’s arm.

“She needs us both now, Fox. She needs us to be here for her, to hope for her. And she needs you to be whole. Can’t you see that?”

Mulder nodded slowly, tearing his gaze from where his partner lay.

*Don’t leave me, Mulder.*

And he rose to his feet, dropping a kiss on her brow before he did so.

“I’ll be back I promise”

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

Dreamcatcher. Time and date unknown.

For the first time in her life, Scully had become unaware of the passage of time. No longer sure as to which was day and which was night, she simply put all her energies into existing.

She would close her eyes and try to sleep, only to have strange dreams catapult her back to reality.

Fliss had been right.

Nothing here was real.

Least of all herself.

But the time alone had given her the space she needed to put together the confusing aspects of this place.

To know it.

To understand it.

And in doing so, she had found a kind of peace.

This place - the Dreamcatcher - was just as Fliss had told her it was. A combination of one’s fondest wishes and darkest nightmares. On several occasions, Scully had bolted upright, still in the grip of whichever horror had chosen to visit her during her troubled sleep.

She slept a lot. She dreamed a lot. Sometimes she found herself wondering if this whole thing was a dream from which she was unable to awaken.

Some of the dreams had the ability to rip at her heart, to have her wake with Mulders name on her lips, forced to cope with the crushing disappointment of knowing he wasn’t here.

Her subconscious mind had been allowed full rein. It seemed that everywhere she turned, there was a vestige of some dream, some nightmare, lingering before her eyes.

Sometimes the landscape was filled with sunshine - light that chased away the darkness of the night. But more often it was dark, dark enough sometimes to make even seeing her hand in front of her face impossible.

Scully had no way of creating light. All she could do was to sit trembling, her knees drawn up against her chest for warmth as she waited for it to pass.

Or for sleep to claim her once again.

She had lost weight. The flannel pyjamas now hung off her slight frame, and that told her better than any clock that she had been here a while. Whether the time could be measured in days, weeks, or months, though, she found herself less sure of. And truthfully, it just didn’t seem to matter anymore.

For the first time ever, she felt truly alone, even more so when she had awoken, sweating and shaking, from her latest nightmare with the sun beating down upon her tear-streaked face.

Different from the rest, it had been frightening in both its clarity and form. Because unlike the other dreams, she had not been aware that she was dreaming. She had, with practise, become adept at waking herself up before her subconscious took her too far.

But not this time. This time she had stood on the periphery of the dream and watched the drama play out to the bitter end.

She had seen herself with Mulder. Both of them were searching for something amongst a warehouse full of wooden crates. Scully hadn’t known exactly what they were looking for. It hadn’t seemed important at the time.

They were dressed casually, both wearing jeans and shirts, weapons drawn as they scanned the area before them. It had been Mulder who had turned to her and suggested they split up, to quicken their search. To yield whatever results they were hoping to find.

Scully hadn’t argued. She had simply branched off to the left, ears straining to hear even the tiniest sound that might bring them closer to what they sought. For a while there had been nothing aside from the sound of her partner’s retreating footsteps across the building as he sought this invisible, unknown foe.

She had taken comfort from the sound of his steps, knowing that he was okay. Until suddenly the steps stopped and a second later she heard a strange scuffling sound as though something or someone were being dragged.

Mulder?

She had called out his name, softly at first, and then when no response was forthcoming she had spun around and retraced her steps to where they had last been together, growing ever more frantic as she failed to find him, failed to garner a response from him as she called out to him.

And then she had stumbled across him.

Literally.

Her partner.

Lying on the floor in a pool of blood.

She had tripped when her foot connected with his outstretched arm, falling headlong onto the ground beside him, a scream already building in her throat as she realized the source of the blood.

Her gaze had wandered along the length of his body, finally coming to rest on the ragged flesh that protruded from the neck of his T-shirt. A pristine white T- shirt that was now soaked with his blood. His once beautiful, expressive eyes were fixed ahead, his mouth open in an expression of almost comical surprise, as though he couldn’t quite believe what had happened to him.

And Scully had heard a sound, a high-pitched animal wail, that began to reverberate around the enclosed space. She had no concept that it might actually be coming from within herself. No concept of anything other than the sight of her partner’s decapitated body in front of her.

She had awoken to find sunshine streaming down through the trees, and while she was thankful at least that she hadn’t awakened in the darkness that now seemed almost constant, the sunshine seemed out of place, almost an aberration. The tears had streamed unchecked down her face as she fought to let go of the images that still assaulted her.

Was this what Gina had meant when she told of the Dreamcatcher’s power to make one’s darkest nightmares into reality?

Was this what her darkest nightmare truly was? If Scully were honest with herself she would have to admit one day that the possibility of losing him filled her with an emptiness that even she couldn’t fully comprehend. To let go of him now, after everything they had shared, was unthinkable, and the realization that what she had just witnessed had been nothing more than a dream failed to have any impact on her.

She was still crying when the voice reached her.

“You have to stop crying all the time. It makes him angry.”

Fliss?

Scully raised her head warily, eyeing the child who had knelt beside her and tried to remember when she had last seen her. But the days had merged into one frightening, confusing chain of events and she found she couldn’t.

Five years or five minutes. It just didn’t seem to matter anymore.

She did vaguely recall their last conversation though.

You have to kill him for me.

That faceless someone whom this child was so afraid of.

Scully turned her head away from Fliss, closing her eyes as she did so.

“I won’t help you. You’re wasting your time”

Her voice was flat, emotionless. Directed at this child who had taken so much from her and who now came to her for help.

Fliss dropped onto her knees beside Scully, her hands grasping at the woman’s arm, fingers biting into them cruelly.

“You have to help me.”

Scully shook her arm free.

“No, I don’t.” She was aware that the child’s eyes had filled with tears again, her mouth beginning to quiver as Scully’s words registered. Her words when they finally came were suffused with such longing that Scully almost wavered.

“But my father…”

Almost but not quite. Ignoring her natural instinct to simply take this child into her arms, Scully rounded on her. The ferocity of her words was enough to bring her to her feet, dragging the frightened child with her.

“Your father isn’t real. Don’t you understand that? You kept him here. You kept him here because you feel responsible for his death. YOU’VE KEPT HIM HERE BECAUSE YOU CAN’T LET HIM GO!”

She shouted the words in Fliss’ face, no longer mindful of her adult status. All the anger, all the rage came spilling out as she held the child before her, shaking her as she did so, watching her head snap back and forth with the force.

It was only the shrieking sound of Felicity’s screams that brought her to her sense.

"STOP IT!”

The child was near hysterical and Scully stepped back, releasing her as she did so, horrified and ashamed by her actions.

“Fliss, I’m sorry…”

“SHUT UP! You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Scully shivered.

*It’s coming. Oh God, the darkness is coming.*

She could feel the first stirrings of the trees above her, could hear the whisper of the leaves as they began to move gracefully in the wind, growing louder with every second that passed, becoming more violent as the wind gathered in force. She almost didn’t hear Fliss’ next words as the child turned her face toward her, eyes alarmingly blank, her voice toneless. Defeated.

“You don’t believe me. No one ever believes me. But now you will. Because he’s coming. And you can’t stop him.”

XXXX

St Mary’s Hospital. May 16th, 1999

“I think you should stay.”

Margaret’s hand grasped Mulders softly in an effort to make him understand. To make him see that if he walked away now he might very well regret it for the rest of his life.

This final goodbye to his partner.

His best friend and maybe the only one he had ever truly loved.

Try as he might to deny all he felt for her daughter, Margaret could see it in his every glance, his every gesture. In every single breath he had breathed during this never-ending week as he had kept a vigil beside her.

He had barely slept, snatching a few minutes here and there before bolting awake once more. It had been painful to watch him. More painful still as she came to realize his vigil had been in vain. That no amount of love was going to bring her daughter back.

She had left the room, allowing him the privacy to say his final goodbye. But time was against them. Maybe it had been against them from the start. His goodbye had been so brief and she had returned a scant few minutes later to find him cradling Dana’s still form against him, sobbing into her hair as he implored her to please forgive him.

The sight of them together had cracked the remaining piece of her heart cleanly in two, because as much as she was suffering, she was aware that Mulder would suffer for the rest of his life. However short that might be. She doubted he would find it in himself to carry on without her, and for a moment she had felt ashamed, ashamed that she had never fully appreciated all that this man was.

It was why Margaret felt it was so important for him to be here now, to be a part of her as she left them. But he was adamant as he turned away from her, unable to face this final hurdle. He had remained so strong throughout all this, through this endless week when they had hoped against hope that the doctors were wrong.

But finally they had been forced to confront the finality of the situation.

Scully had lain unresponsive to everything around her, unable to breathe for herself, her brain patterns stilling with each passing day as she crept further and further away from them.

In life she had been very specific about the course of action that should be taken here.

They had to respect that decision.

But Mulder knew he couldn’t be with her for this final journey. He couldn’t stand there and watch as the life drained from her, couldn’t watch her die.

Briefly he tightened his fingers around Margaret’s.

“I can’t.”

His eyes implored her to understand, to understand that he wasn’t strong enough to do this. That no matter what happened he could never bring himself to be there when his partner died.

But Margaret understood.

How could she not?

He had just helped her to sign away Dana’s life. It had come as a shock to realize that her daughter had listed him as joint next of kin. Even more so when she discovered that even Mulder had been unaware of the fact. Maybe she had been right to do it, though. Maybe Dana had realized that her mother would never have had the strength to do this alone.

Margaret’s eyes filled with tears as she turned away from the sight of Mulders retreating back, his head bowed down. All hope lost, he resembled a prisoner of war hoping for a release that had never come. And ignoring her wish to go after him, she instead turned her attention to the man who had just entered the room.

The priest smiled softly at her, his face suffused in a pious calm that Margaret dearly wished she felt. He gestured that she come closer. To pray with him as the doctors did their final work.

“It’s time.”

Margaret nodded.

“Yes.”

XXXX

Dreamcatcher May 16th Time unknown.

Scully flinched at Felicia’s words but stood her ground, grasping the child’s thin arms even as she attempted to squirm out of Scully’s grasp.

The wind swirled around them, reminding Scully of the way the sand had stung her skin when the vortex had risen and swallowed up her partner. Now, however, there was no sand, just the force of the wind as it buffeted them both. It had become noticeably darker, the storm clouds gathering above their heads.

Fliss struggled against Scully, eyes wide and terrified, no longer the confident character she had been only moments before.

“Let me go! He’s coming!”

Her screaming plea was almost swallowed by the chaos around them, but Scully didn’t falter. It was becoming harder and harder to hold on to the girl, especially one almost as tall as she was, but Scully knew that the only way to end this was to make Felicia confront her demons.

She needed to prove to her what she had suspected for what seemed like an endless time.

Scully didn’t pretend to understand everything that happened in this terrible place, but there was one thing she was certain off - that Fliss’s nightmares were no more real than her own. Terror without substance.

The product of a mind tortured with a crippling guilt of things past.

Beneath her, the child’s screams became louder, more frantic.

“He’s here!”

Scully narrowed her stinging eyes against the wind stream, squinting against the gathering darkness in an attempt to see what the child saw. And there was no doubt in her mind that Fliss did indeed see something.

The horrifying spectre of her long dead father had no doubt risen to haunt this child on night after endless night, and from the way the child had become rigid beneath her grip, Scully had no doubt that she saw nothing different now.

It was becoming almost impossible to see as the darkness crept upon them, slowly and ruthlessly devouring everything in its path. The wind screamed, making it almost impossible to hear Fliss’s cries beneath its force. But nonetheless, Scully did hear her. As clearly as if the child was screaming directly into her ear.

“Don’t you see him?!”

For just a second, Scully could make out a shifting form to her right. A dark, pulsating mass that crept closer, as though waiting for a formal invitation. A face, twisted in a grimace of such fury, such evil, the likes of which Scully had never witnessed before.

But then she shifted her glance slightly and the vision was gone.

She spun Felicia around so that she was facing the child, shaking her as she did so.

“There’s nothing there! Can’t you understand that?!”

Fliss’s eyes were glassy, uncomprehending as she struggled against Scully, locked in a nightmare world that she had conjured for herself. But deep down inside of her, the words reached her.

“You don’t see him?”

Scully softened her voice slightly.

“No, I don’t see him.”

For a second she thought she had won, thought that the child beneath her was ready to accept the truth. She loosened her hold slightly, realizing her mistake immediately as Fliss twisted away from her. The tears still streamed down the child’s face, an expression of such agony that Scully could feel her own throat begin to tighten. She took a hesitant step toward the child, swallowing as she did so.

“Fliss…”

“NO! NO! NO! Leave me alone!”

The child slammed her hands over here ears, and Scully was unsure for a moment whether the frantic plea was directed at her or at whatever this child could now see. Fliss’s next words, though, confirmed her fears.

“He’s real. HE IS! WHY CAN’T YOU SEE HIM?”

Scully shook her head, taking another step, holding her arms out in a placating gesture. But a sudden blinding flash of light stopped her in her tracks.

Behind the light came a familiar voice that called out to her, hard to decipher as the sobbing grew louder.

*Mom?*

And suddenly she could see her. Could see herself, lying silent and still in a hospital bed, as her mother hovered over her. Scully watched as her mother brushed a strand of hair from where it lay against her cheek.

There were other figures clustered around the scene, but Scully had to narrow her eyes in order to see them. Doctors. Two or three of them. All talking softly as they did their work.

One of them, the older of the three, seemed to be concentrating on an area around her face.

Scully swallowed and took a step closer, heart hammering in her chest. Every fibre of her being screamed out to her that this was different somehow. That it wasn’t a nightmare. Clamping down on the thought, she continued to watch the scene unfold before her, hovering on the periphery like a spectator on her own life.

And then she realized.

A blinding realization that caused her heart to cease its relentless beat for long seconds. The older doctor turned to Margaret and raised his eyebrows questioningly, and Scully watched as her mother closed her eyes. Nodding affirmation to whatever unspoken question had just been asked.

I’m dying.

With the realization came pain. Scully stumbled backward as the scene before her became fuzzy around the edges, like a bad television picture that has lost reception for a minute.

A searing pain in her chest drove the breath from her body, making breathing an impossibility. Even as she began to fall, losing her hold on consciousness, Scully realized, finally, the reason why Mulder hadn’t tried to find her.

XXXX

St Mary’s Hospital. May 16th

“She looks so peaceful.”

Margaret Scully spoke softly, not wishing to disturb the silence that now surrounded them, but needing to say something, anything to once more receive confirmation that this was real.

Mulder raised weary eyes toward the older woman, a ghost of a smile flittering across his lips for just a second before settling them back to his partner.

“Yes, she does.”

It was impossible. He knew that.

Despite all he had seen, all he had experienced before, he knew that what they now viewed was a medical impossibility. The fact that Scully was still with them defied all explanation. The fact that she was breathing independently when all the medical personnel had told him time and again that such a thing wasn’t possible made no kind of rational sense.

But Mulder would take it.

As he had sat in the hallway, waiting for Margaret Scully to emerge, he had clasped his hands together and prayed for the first time in years. Long-forgotten prayers from his childhood, stolen from a time when he still *believed.*

Whispered words.

Desperate words.

Words he had no right to even utter. Mulder knew he had no right to ask Him for anything, so long had it been since he had even acknowledged His existence.

But for Scully he had prayed, imploring whatever higher power might be listening to please not take her away from him. Not like that. Never like that.

And somehow, somewhere his words had been heard.

She was still with them. And as Mulder increased the pressure on her hand, he prayed that wherever she was, that she would know he was there with her.

Continued chapter twenty-seven

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