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Rooms on Fire: I Will Run To You

Dark!Santiago Garcia x Fem!Reader Dark!Francisco Morales x Fem!Reader Dark!William Miller x Fem!Reader Dark!Benjamin Miller x Fem!Reader

Also: FishBen, and an assortment of other M/M relationships (no Millercest). Everyone is Bisexual

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Summery: Madonna learns more about her role and the dynamics of the household.

Warnings and Content:

DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT

DUB CON MOSTLY but there WILL BE NON CON. Major character deaths, forced breeding, physical abuse, brainwashing, manipulation, violence, gore, alcoholism/addiction, BIG OLE BLASPHEMY WARNING like this cult appropriates a lot of religious themes and they call reader their Madonna, Santi is called the Pope, like all that stuff. However, this is a cult so I mean. It happens. None of it are my thoughts on religion or meant to make fun of religion or demonize religious people. Disgusting views on virginity. Attempted rape outside the boys. T*m warning. Age gap. Creepy terrible men. Non-reader rape, dub con, violence.

Extra warnings for chapter: Mentions of medical malpractice, death in childbirth, mentions of male sexual assault via power dynamics, lots of complex feelings.

A/n: next chapter things ramp up.

3.1k words

A/N I gotta apologize y'all. this was meant to include so much more but I guess this chapter is getting split bc I just put so much Jonah lore. I hope y'all are formal about liking him. We finally get some backstory on the uprising, Tom, and Madonna's dad, who BTW, had a name change. JACK IS NOW MARCUS more info after the story!

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One so young, so changed Should not be left alone Two in love should confess And not be left alone And I will run to you Down whatever road you choose Yes, I will follow you down I will run to you ~I Will Run to You, Stevie Nicks and Tom Petty

“You paint a lot of fire”

Jonah’s voice startled you, making you turn around but you relax when you see it’s just him. Reyansh was watching you outside your studio, and Jonah coming meant you must be summoned somewhere. 

You were painting a picture of a burning house, something you saw in a dream last night. Ben and Will treated you normally, fucking you but also spending time together. You supposed Francisco’s behavior was normal too, considering that he continued to treat you like you only existed to fuck when he had to fullfill his duty. He never touched you alone. In the week since you got your period Santi was ignoring you. He’d call you to his room, fuck you with your face pressed into the mattress, and then toss you out. Last night he shoved you into the hall with your dress still bundled up in your arms.

“I paint what I dream.” You mumble, tired and not totally there. You were terrified to sleep, and after a second visit from the succubus it was getting worse, forcing yourself to stay up later and later. Lack of sleep was making it difficult to be alert, and little noises make you jump.

Jonah approached where you stood, keeping a respectful distance. He’d been distant as well since the night you saw him, and you still were unsure what you did wrong and why Iris was so upset with you.

“You dream of houses burning?” His voice was gentle but curious.

You take a deep breath, too tired to fight off any questioning. It’s best not to lie, anyway. “Ever since I was a child, I dreamed of fire. I dreamed I was dancing in front of it. I dreamed I caused it, and it was out of my control and now I must dance in the smoke and watch as the flames consumed things that I loved.” A pause, tears beginning to burn behind your eyes. “Sometimes, he stood inside them.”

“He?”

“My father.”

Jonah drew in a sharp breath and you worried he thought you were sympathetic to his traitorous cause. You weren’t, you had remembered how betrayed you’d felt that he’d thrown everything away to follow Deacon Davis, the judas who had killed the Divine Mother. As per tradition, when someone is sentenced to death, they burn at the stake and the unmarried women are expected to dance. The closer you are to the individual, the closer you are to the fire. You had been Marcus’s only family, him and your mom having adopted you as an infant. He died in front of you as you danced, embers blowing in the wind and singeing your white dress and sensitive skin. You were only 12, but you knew right from wrong, and your father was wrong. Sometimes you woke up still smelling his burning corpse. You had danced longer than anyone, keeping all the energy your child body could give you until you passed out.

You turn to Jonah with tears in your eyes, “I hold no mercy in my heart for him, please know that. I am loyal to the Divine Mother, I am loyal to my husbands above all else! I don’t know why I didn’t get pregnant but know I’d die for them happily should it came to that!” Crying now, you desperately plead to him but it’s not Jonah you are speaking to, truely. You know Pope is questioning you right now, and you cannot bear the thought that he doubts you.

“Honey” Jonah’s voice is strained, pain anguishing him. “How much do you know about the uprising…”

Your face is wet with tears, almost shaking in fear and frustration. You didn’t know how you’d messed this up so badly so soon. You just wanted to be held, you don’t remember the last time you’d been held without sexual desire… it was probably your father, may he be damned.

“Deacon Davis… he was an advisor to the Divine Mother, a friend to my husbands… he and Deliliah conspired against the Divine Mother and her family. Dad- um, Marcus, was a part of the traitors and he allowed Deacon Davis into Divine Mother’s quarters where he murdered her. Deliliah was Will’s betrothed before. She had seduced him for information and, and betrayed her husband! I would never do that, Jonah!” You realize now why he was questioning you, he thought a traitorous blood ran in your veins. Had Pope sent him? Had Francisco seen the evil in your heart, the evil that was inviting a demon?? Or had Jonah simply seen you for what you were. “I would rather die than betray them! You have to believe me!” You sob, closing your eyes as you are no longer able to look into his in shame. Strong arms wrap around you, practically holding your body up. 

Jonah held you tightly and you cried into his shirt, so tired, so sleepy… You just wanted to feel peace again. Jonah allowed you your release, wetting his shirt with your tears until your breathing slowed. It occurred to you that you were hugging and being held by a man who was not your husband, so you take a step back looking down.

“I- I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me, I haven't slept well-”

“It’s okay, honey.” His voice gently reassures you. “It’s okay to cry sometimes.”

You shake your head. “No… no I’m happy, I should be happy here, happy with my husbands, I am!” You’d shown weakness, surely Jonah would tell Pope that you were unhappy, that this was proof of your doubt, of unworthiness… Instead, Jonah pulled a sleeve down on his hand, stepping up to you once more. He ran the sleeve carefully under your eyes wiping the tears.

“There is nothing wrong with feeling what you feel. Your husbands are blessed with a kind, beautiful, artistic wife and they should be so lucky you sit at their table, nonetheless someone who cooks them dinners and paint them pictures. It is they who are unworthy, not you.”

You gasp at the blasphemy. “Jonah! No, no they are-”

“Gods, I know.” He wipes snot from your running nose. “But you… you’re like a daughter to me, and a father is allowed to place his children above Gods. Marcus may not… he may not have made the right choices, but he wanted nothing but good for you, just like I do. So please, for me, show him and yourself a little grace.”

With a little sniffle, you nod. “Thank you, Jonah.”

He gave you a smile, the bright one you like that made his eyes squint. “Good girl. Now, I got a surprise for you that I think will brighten your day.”

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Jonah watched as you practically skipped down the hallway. When he told you Frankie wanted to take you out for a picnic, you perked up so fast it was like you hadn’t even been sobbing in his arms a moment ago. He wished he could be honest with you, he wished he could tell you the truth about Tom, Delilah, and most importantly, Marcus… but you were so brainwashed, there was no way for him to break through to you. He couldn’t simple tell you everything you’d know and believed whole heartedly, your religion, your life, the very thing that you chose above your father was a lie… not yet anyway. Maybe one day you’d doubt, you’d question, and the first people you’d go to would be Iris or him, maybe even Reyansh. Rey played the part well of a good soldier boy, he wasn’t as overt as Iris was but he knew you trusted him.

Despite being late already with the crying, you insisted on stoping in your room to grab a ribbon for your heart. Jonah’s heart hurt watching you put so much effort into this.

Will treated you well. Despite Jonah and Will’s… past, he couldn’t deny Will  was a good husband. He took care of you.

Ben was a little shithead and was absolutely going behind your back with women still he just couldn’t figure out who. Ben had to be more sneaky now. This didn’t stop him from very loud late night fucks with Frankie that it seemed only you and Santi weren’t aware of. Still, he gave you affection and spent time outside of sex with you.

Santiago, he expected nothing less. Santiago’s moods were unpredictable, they had been ever since he was a child. Jonah had known Santiago and Beatriz since he was young, when all this was fairly new and traction was growing more and more. Jonah didn’t exactly believe, but his wife Jess did. Maybe he did for a while, it was hard to not with the things he saw… Beatriz had taken an interest in him and thus, despite being married, he spent a lot of time at the mansion with her. Jonah felt like a hooker, like his body was a commodity and up for grabs from anyone, and the worst part was how okay Jessica was with it. She fucking encouraged it. “Its an honor!” It wasn’t such an honor when she died giving birth to Iris and was denied medical treatment. Doctor said it wouldn’t have helped. Jonah knew Beatriz had something to do with it. He was luck Irish lived. She was his only reason for living sometimes.

It was Frank he was surprised about. Jonah had known all four men for most of the 3 decades of their life, and next to Santi, he knew Frank the longest. Frankie was raised with Santiago, practically as brother. Beatriz couldn’t adopt him, because something something divine blood, but that didn’t matter when Santi pissed her off enough. Jonah had witnessed the lashings and beatings he had taken, but what seemed to hurt the teen the most was when Beatriz would hang his godhood over his head, saying that it should be Frankie who was the savior, not him. After Jess’s death, Jonah was moved into the mansion and promoted to captain of the guard. It was just an excuse for Beatriz to demand sex even more.

Frankie was a good kid, but he always followed Santi like a lost puppy. Santi became obsessed with Frankie, forcing Frankie to become more and more withdrawn. Still, the nice young man was in there somewhere, and Jonah would bring it out. After the girl came to his room crying about Frankie not loving her, Jonah spoke to him and said he needed to do better by her hence the picnic.

Rey was out at the stables by the time Jonah got there, preparing the three horses. He was there a lot, knowing a lot about horses. If he has any choice, Jonah was certain he’d have been a vet. Another life, he supposed. Jonah and Rey would accompany them since they were going out a ways.

“Hello, Francisco.” She spoke softly, but enthusiastic. For all he and Santi hurt her, she loved him.

Frank gave a small smile. “Hi, Madonna. I thought maybe we could take a picnic. Get away from… everything else.” He brushed the mane of the horse.

Everyone else, Jonah thought.

“That sounds wonderful!” You walk over to him. “What’s his name?”

“This is Cielo. And those two,” He points to the other horses being settled. “Are Estrella and Flora.”

“Will we be riding Cielo?” You ask, but Frank turns away.

“I’ll be riding alone.”

You look dejected again, so Jonah steps up, frustrated with Frankie. “C’mon, you can ride with me.” Jonah puts a put in a stirrup, launching a leg over the saddle and onto Flora, his favorite horse.

“Actually” Frankie interjects. “I think she should ride with Rey.”

Of course. 10 years later and everyone was still suspicious of him. Frankie climbed onto Cielo, and Jonah rode up to him, whispering. “Compliment her ribbon. She picked green just for you.”

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Reyansh pulled you up and onto the saddle, allowing you to ride the side saddle to protect your modesty in the dress. If you knew you’d be riding a horse, you’d have worn pants. It wasn’t the most comfortable, and you feared falling, but Reynash’s arm was strong around you. He was careful to keep his hands at appropriate places, which you were thankful for. 

“How is your painting going?” He asks, as since Jonah leads the group and Francisco is in the middle still not keen on talking to you. Still, this was a step forward.

“It’s good, thank you. It’s nice and peaceful. I miss-” You stop yourself. What you missed was when Santi used to sit and watch you paint, drinking his wine and intent eyes on you. It had been a comfortable silence. “I do miss having company sometimes…” You missed your husband, you missed his laugh, his smile, his praise.

“Hey, I’d love to sit in on a session!” You could tell by the tone of his voice he was smiling. “I’d love to see a real artist at work!”

You laugh just a bit, “I’m not an artist, but if you’d like to watch, I'd like that.”

“Deal.”

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You sat against a tree, legs bent modestly in your skirt and eating the sandwich Iris packed. She also packed apple juice, which you loved.

Francisco was silent. He’d thanked you for your help setting up the blanket and spoken as he served his food, but now he simply sat there. He looked sad, but even then he was handsome. Francosco sported a mustache, which had remained consistent the whole time you’d known him. Santiago was growing out his hair and beard, which was making your heart ache even more that you couldn’t kiss and touch him like you wanted to. Still, the silence wasn’t awkward. You had begun to wonder if he was just… quiet.

“Thank you for taking me out.” You say, speaking quietly. Jonah and Reynash were circling the parameter and you felt… watched. “I hadn’t realized how much time I spent inside until now.” Had you even left the house at all since your wedding? When was the last time you felt sunshine before today?

To your delight, while still looking down, he smiled. “I’m glad. Don’t like seeing you cooped up in that house all day.”

Your heart warmed at his concern for you. Feeling emboldened, you scooch close to him.

“It’s not cooped up with the men I love.”

This makes his eyes flick up to you. He narrows them suspiciously, but not angry “You… love… me?”

Your heart nearly shatters at the question, and you can’t help but find him so endearing. “But of course I do!!!” Careful, you place a hand on his face and feel the patchy bit of stubble. “You’re my beloved husband!”

“But… you had to marry me.”

You shake your head. “No, Francisco I chose you, I chose all of you and I love all of you. Is that why you’ve been distant? Is that why you’ve been so cold to me?”

“I-” He stutters over his words. “I don’t think this is good for you… I don’t think I’m good for you…”

If there were ever words you hadn’t expected from him, it wasn’t that. Francisco was a God, he was holy, good and righteous, how could he not be good for you. It didn’t matter. Clearly he was hurting, and as his wife, it was your duty to make him happy again. “Francisco Morales, you are my husband, you are the foster child of the Divine Mother, and the love of my life. I chose you before, I choose you now, and I will choose you in heaven, Divine Mother willing.” You bring your face closer to his. “I adore you, in all your God and human.” Feeling brave, you bring your mouth to him and tenderly take his pouty lower lip into your mouth, making him whimper. You liked that sound.

“You choose me?” He whispers, slowly kissing back. “Out in the open, no secrets?” His voice is slightly higher now, almost whining as he begins to chase your mouth. 

“Always” The desperation growing, you give him everything you have. You don’t care that it’s an open field surrounded by trees, you don’t care that Reyansh and Jonah could ride up at any point, and you don’t care who might see you. You were divine and if you wanted to make love to the god of nature in his own fucking land you will. You had Francisco Morales, demi-God, whimpering for your touch. You had HIM, finally had him and you weren’t going to waste it for one second. He wanted thing sout in the open, you would show him you weren’t ashamed to be seen getting filled by his seed. Before you, your husbands were not celibant, that much was known. The sex parties were stuff of rumors and you couldn’t decipher the truth from fact. However, it was clear that public sex was not off the table. Shame is a punishment for the sins of Adam and Eve, and for men born without original sin, there was no shame in sex. “I choose you, always.”

Frankie entangles his fingers into your hair, feeling the green tie in your locks. His other hand slides up to cup your breast.

“I love this ribbon, it suits you.”

*

“Whatcha think’n, old man.” Rey asks as he rides up to Jonah. Both are perched up on top of a hill overlooking the field you lay on and he watches you kiss Frankie. 

“I’m thinking,” Jonah turns to Rey, nodding his head back home. “That I got it here, and since the others are out, you should run back and try and sneak some time with Iris.”

Rey smiled at that, but hesitated. “You sure? Morales didn’t seem like he wanted her with either of you.” 

Jonah rolled his eyes, but it was good natured nonetheless. He liked Reynash, loved him even. He was a good kid. Iris was put in the position she was in, not any older than the girl was now, because of his shortcomings, his weaknesses. She was punished to punish him. She deserved all the good she could get, and Reyansh Saha was about the only bit off good left in this world, beside Iris and now Marcus’s kid he was looking after. He reminded Jonah of Delilah in a lot of ways. Always smiling. Always kind.

“Look at ‘em.” Jonah referenced the pair kissing below. “She’s going home on his lap.”

Rey laughed brightly, turning his horse. “Oh yeah, you’re quite the matchmaker!” And he road off, long dark hair wild behind him. Handsome devil.

The words matchmaker hung in the air. Was Jonah giving her false hope he wondered? Or was he giving her the time she had left and filling it with better memories. He wasn’t sure. Maybe he was delaying the inevitable. It was always going to end one way for her. There was no way to live up to what Santiago wanted.

Because what Santiago wanted was Frankie with a womb.

SO MUCH JONAH HAPPENING!!!!!!!!

And poor madonna bc Jonah christ smelling your dad burn is a lot

So Marcus's face claim is David Habour, this came out of some chats with. @umnitsa in my romanaverse discord server. He is now your adopted father to keep things inclusive, but this is important as he has background info and ties in a lot. Think hopper in stranger things. Also May is already shipping him and Jonah so that ship name is Jonus lmfaooooo

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Hi, you mentioned Aang would absolutely try to embarrass Katara publicly if she did something he didn't like, and the creators would try to justify it. Do you think Zuko would do the same given his status as a Fire Lord if a zutara pairing became canon? Just curious on your take on this, TIA.

No, I don't think being Fire Lord would make Zuko more likely to publicly shame his partner if she did something he didn't like. He'd argue with her, but I don't think he'd go out of his way to make it a public issue. Also, he wouldn't get in his feelings over his partner's success. The reason I think that Aang would is because of how entitled he acts with Katara before they even start dating. Combine that with his self-righteousness, his lack of consideration for Katara's feelings, and his love of playing to a crowd, I don't think it's a leap that he would pull the same nonsense as Keke Palmer's baby daddy, Jonah Hill and Halle Bailey 's lil friend have been pulling recently.

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She called me daddy / Jonah Hauer-King X Reader

Summary: You have a 3-year-old daughter from a past relationship, your former partner walking out on your relationship when you had ‘accidentally’ gotten pregnant. Luckily you met Jonah on a night out about a year ago and ever since he met your daughter the two have been completely in love. Now you were at the Little Mermaid premier to cheer on Jonah, hoping to stay behind the scenes, but your daughter had other plans. Warnings: Cuteness and a cussing toddler Word count: 916

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You had done the best you could at looking as pretty as possible for your boyfriend this evening, as much as you could have done after spilling jelly over your white dress when your toddler demanded her PB&J sandwich.

Hurrying to the venue you had luckily made it on time, watching as Jonah stepped onto the carpet, holding hands with his co-star Halle and laughing. Most people assumed that you would be jealous and you could understand why. Halle was beautiful and you could tell that her and Jonah had a connection, but you trusted him. You trusted the both of them and you knew that it was just friendship. So you couldn’t do anything but smile, holding your toddler’s hand as your eyes followed him across the blue carpet.

You couldn’t be more proud of what he had achieved. Crouching down beside your daughter you wrapped your arms around the little girl. “Look, there’s Jonah,” you pointed him out to her and she looked in awe as she saw him walk alongside Ariel. Her mind lost in the magic of the movies as she refused to believe that it was not real, so you decided to let her. “They look pretty tonight, don’t you think?”

She shyly nodded her head, her tiny fingers playing with her bottom lip as she balanced her weight around a bit. “I wanna say hi,” she murmured.

“You can say hi after they’re done taking photos, okay?” you reply, hugging her a little tighter as you watched your boyfriend pose for his pictures. Your heart swelling with love just as it did the first time you saw him.

Lost in the moment you didn’t realize that your grip had loosened, but Y/D/N did notice and she took the opportunity to pull free from your grasp and run towards Jonah. Your eyes widening in a slight state of panic, hoping that he wouldn’t be too mad as you tried to explain to the security that the girl who slipped past them was your daughter.

As you were doing so, you failed to see your daughter clutch onto Jonah’s pants sleeve, looking up at him with wideset eyes, the same kind of adoration in her eyes that you had in yours when you looked at him.

She shyly turned her face away from the flashing camera’s, causing Jonah to chuckle quietly as he scooped the girl up into his arms, holding her on his hip and hiding her face away from the camera’s.

“Hey sweetie, where’s mommy?” he asked, his voice hushed to keep her calm. She pointed in your direction and Jonah followed the line of her finger to see you talking to the security guards who refused to let you through. “Is mommy in a bit of trouble? Should we help her?”

Your daughter shook her head ‘no’ with a mischievous little smile on her face, giggling softly as she held onto the collar of his shirt. Jonah chuckled quietly as well, tossing her up slightly to hold her more comfortably.

“No?”

“No,” she stated firmly. “I wanna be a famous star and mommy tells me I can’t because she doesn’t want me to say something embarrassing about you like how you always snore in the morning,” she explained, a crimson flushing across his cheeks as he hears a few photographers laughing softly, knowing they heard what she said. “and I think that that is- can I say a bad word?” she cut herself off mid-sentence and Jonah, thinking that it couldn’t be that bad as she was only so young, gave her a nod. “I think that that is fucking bullocks.” she finished, Jonah’s eyes widening in shock as he placed his free hand over his gaping mouth. Hearing laughing behind him, he turned towards Halle, silently begging her for advice on what he should do as he tried his best not to freak out.

Halle couldn’t stop laughing however, finding it adorable how the little girl who was dressed up as Ariel cursed with a soft voice and a heavy British accent. Even if you didn’t have the accent, she had began to pick it up from Jonah and you found it too adorable.

“Did you- did you hear that? Did she really just say that?” Jonah questioned in a state of internal panic, already trying to figure out how to explain to you that your daughter had used such language, and with his approval too. “Where did you learn to speak like that, missy?” he asked asked her, but quickly tried to come up with something else to talk about when he saw you walk up to him. Not wanting to have to explain this to you in such a public setting.

Your toddler, however, had very different plans… again.

“Fuck!” she exclaimed, a cute smile on her face as the photographers burst out laughing. You and Jonah looked at her in full-blown shock at the audacity of the normally shy girl.

“Y/D/N Y/D/M/N Y/L/N, where did you hear that?” you asked her sternly.

She didn’t look fazed at all, placing a hand on top of Jonah’s shaven head. “Daddy,” she answered and as you gave Jonah a scolding look he couldn’t help but smile widely.

“You taught her that kind of language?”

“She just called me ‘daddy’,” was all he said, the smile on his face only growing as he pressed a kiss against her cheek, his eyes watering from sheer happiness. “She called me daddy.”

[raanandied]

!!!INTRO!!!

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i mostly answer things my friends send me with the occasional art post

i like never post on tumblr so it might be bad idfk😭🗣

call me raanan, ray, jonah, or travis (or any nickname im open to anything ngl)

im genderfluid and omnisexual maybe!??!!?!

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Fandoms/things I enjoy; sally face, fnaf, total drama, omori, mandela catalogue, precure, mlp, percy jackson, magnus chase, bmc (be more chill), crk (cookie run kingdom) + crob (cookie run ovenbreak), monster high, morel orel, regretevator, roblox daybreak, mcsm, nyan neko sugar girls, nanbaka, creepypasta, afraid of monsters, cry of fear, nocturnals, mouthwashing

Music artists I like: tally hall, pierce the veil, the front bottoms, 3OH!3, alex g, evanescence, conan gray, d4vd, tyler the creator, frank ocean, girlfriends mourning, ghost toast, hemlocke springs, jack stauber, joy again, late night drive home, lemon demon, machine girl, lexycat, omar apollo, rex orange county, millionaires, S3RL, softboiledegg, vylet pony, amy winehouse, amy can flyy, my chemical romance, black veil brides, green day, panic! at the disco

(pink=main interest

blue=not super into anymore)

^ !this may change as time goes on! ^

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-> DNI - proshippers and anything similar, pedos, homophobes + transphobes, racists, zionists, basic dni's. <-

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my biggest main interest(s) right now is!!!......

☆ SALLY FACE + NOCTURNALS + OMORI ☆

fav character(s); travis, sal, todd - ted, diego (mia and maggie are cool but we don't rlly know much abt them😞😞😞..) - kel and the rest of the mains, capt. spaceboy

fav ship(s); salvis, todd x neil (ofc) - tediego (i think that's what we're calling it?) - suntan/caprisun/sunny x kel

( ! open to most other ships! idc as long as it's consenting, non toxic, and not an adult and a minor...or anything else weird like that.. ! )

update i am a nocturnals obsessed werido i think that's safe to say now

(interact if u like any of that!!!)

man im really getting into my childhood interests again sighs

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my fashion/fashions/aesthetics i like;

gyaru + gyaruo

scene kid

fruitger aero + fruitger metro

2000s emo

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taken!!! i love my future husband wife adam very much ^_^<33 (we're matching pfps!!^.^)

thatz all!! (for now)

- xoxo ^_O

- updated 10/17/24

[orangeinecstasy]

creative writing ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟelijah hewson

paring: eli x fem!oc

summary: meeting eli in s creative writing class.

a/n: wanted to experiment with writing something from the guy's povs so here we go! lmk if you guys would want a part two for this or maybe other stuff from the guy's povs.

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*reblogs, notes, and feedback are greatly appreciated!!

"What do you have for your last class again?" Robert said, leaning against the lockers as I shut my own. I look down at my schedule, eyes scanning it.

"Uhh, creative writing with Mr. Smith," I push a hand through my hair, a nervous habit I had picked up in the past few months.

"Good luck with that one, lad. I heard he's a real dick," he patted my shoulder gently as we made our way down the crowded hall. Sighing, I glance down at my schedule again, trying to pretend I was happy with my class pick.

"I just need this year to be fucking over so that I don't have to worry about this shit anymore," I shove my schedule into one of my notebooks, hoping that it'll magically change as it's pressed between my physics notes. I glance down at my watch. "Shit, I'm going to be late. I'll see you a practice today," I said before spilling off from Robert.

"Good luck!" He yells as I sprint down the hallway, entering the class just before the bell rings.

"Good timing, Mr. Hewson," Mr. Smith, a man in his late forties wearing a tweed blazer and glasses that are slightly too small for his face, says as he stands behind the podium in the middle of the room. I flash him an awkward smile before looking around the room and finding an empty seat next to the windows overlooking the courtyard. 

The bell rang, signaling the start of class. Mr. Smith cleared his throat as he straightened his posture. "Good afternoon, everyone. As most of you know, I'm Mr. Smith. Welcome to your senior writing sem-" His words were cut off by a knock at the door. He looked over, slightly annoyed to be interrupted to see the headmaster with a girl my age, with brown curly hair and the same blue uniform that all the other girls wore, standing next to him.

"Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Smith. This is Clara Anderson. She's new to our school," He said, resting his hand on her shoulder, I'm guessing to comfort her. "That's fine," he said, looking over his glasses at her. "You can sit next to Elijah Hewson. Mr. Hewson, please raise your hand," I did as told, my eye's following her as she sat down next to me.

"Hi," she whispered with a small smile, the American accent surprising me slightly. "Hey," I said, returning the smile as Mr. Smith started rambling again.

I look out the window, mindlessly watching the rain fall as I sit in Mr. Smith's class again. We had been in school for a few months, and the class hadn't become more enjoyable. The only thing that made the class even somewhat bearable was Clara. Though we didn't talk a ton, it was nice when we chatted occasionally.

I discovered that her parents had moved here from America because her Dad did something with international relations, and she had a younger brother named Jonah. We talked about music some, and I told her about the band that I was in. Yeah, I was trying to impress her, but who wouldn't when you're talking to a beautiful girl. I was snapped out of my daydreaming by hearing my name being called.

"Huh, yeah?" I said, eyes quickly flashing from the window to Mr. Smith. 

"Are you ready to present your poetry assignment?" he said clearly unamused, eyebrow cocked as he and the rest of the room looked over at me. 

"Uhh..." I stammered, knowing that I had totally forgotten about the assignment. 

"Do you mind if I present Mr. Smith?" Clara said, in the mists of unpreparedness. 

He rolled his eyes. "If you must," He said, moving away from the podium so she could present. 

She grabbed her notebook and walked to the podium. Her curls fell over her shoulder as she flipped her notebook open, hands gripping it nervously. "This one is called Summer," she quickly pushed her hair behind her shoulder before starting to read. 

Everyone always told me that summer love never lasts

But my heart yearned

It craved that feeling

So I didn't listen

Then I met you

Bright smile, blond hair, eyes that crinkled when you laugh

So I gave in

But now

As the weather grows colder

Blossoming falling

Leaves changing 

I can feel your hands grow cold as I grip them tighter 

Trying to hold onto something 

Trying to hold onto you

But then you pulled away 

Leaving me surrounded by the falling leaves 

As I wished that I could just go back to that summer

She paused for a moment after reading her pome before shutting her notebook. "Thank you," she smiled gently, the class clapping loudly as she returned to her seat beside me.

"You really saved my ass. Thank you," I whispered, leaning over so she could hear me clearly. "Yeah, it's no problem," she smiled, her cheeks pricking with a slight blush. I nod, smiling. 

The bell chimed, causing everyone to gather their stuff and leave the classroom, excited to go home and experience the weekend. "Hey, Clara!" I yelled, causing the girl to stop in the middle of the hallway.

"Yeah?" she said as I caught up, fingers running through my hair. "Are you doing anything tonight?" I asked.

"Hmm, I don't think so. Why?" she asked as we stared down the hallway together.

"Well, you know that band I'm in? We're playing a show at one of my friend's parties, and I was wondering if you wanted to come?" I said, messing. With the rings of one of the notebooks I was carrying.

"Yeah, I'd be down," she smiled, nodding. "Here, just text me the details," she grabbed the pen clipped to one of her notebooks, grabbed my hand, and wrote down her number.

"I'll see ya tonight," she said with a slight wave before walking off.

"Yeah, see you then," I said quickly before staring down at my hand where she had written. 

"Eli, you haven't stopped checking your phone for the last thirty minutes. So what is going on?" Rob said as he sat on the couch next to me.

"Sorry, I guess I'm just kind of out of it," I shove my phone back into my pocket, leaning into the plush leather couch.

"It's probably that American girl, Clara, or whatever her name is," Ryan said as he walked into the room, cracking open a can of soda.

"Oooh, do you have a thing for her now or something?" Rob said with a smirk, nudging me with his elbow. My hands ran over my face, causing the sigh that escaped through my lips to be slightly muffled.

"I don't know. She might be coming to the show tonight, but she hasn't texted me back, and I'm just ugh," I huff, rubbing my hands on my jeans.

"I'm sure she's just busy. I wouldn't worry about it," Josh said as he kicked his feet up on the coffee table. He was always so positive, and usually, it was nice, but this time it was slightly annoying.

"Yeah, yeah," I said before feeling my phone vibrate in my pocket. Quickly, I pull my phone out of my pocket, and a text notification from Clara appears on my screen. 

Thanks! Can't wait to see you play tonight. Tell the guys good luck for me :)

I smiled down at my phone as my fingers moved across the keys, responding with a simple, Will do

"Was that her?" Robert said, leaning over to look at my phone. I nod, a bright smile on my face. "She's coming, lads. We need to perform better than we ever have." The guys cheered, Ryan and Josh crashing their soda cans together in celebration. 

The music from the speakers caused the floor underneath me to vibrate as I pushed through the crowd to get to the drinks. As I made my way over, I saw Clara, out of that familiar blue uniform and instead in blue jeans and a white off-the-shoulder top that exposed her collarbones.

"Hey, Clara," I said as I pulled a Heineken from one of the coolers. "Hey!" she smiled, using a bottle opener to remove the cap. "Enjoying the party?" I said, reaching into the cooler to grab my own beer, the cool green bottle pressing against my skin. She shrugs,

"Yeah, I'm here with some friends, so that's nice." She sips her drink. "When do you go on?" she hands me the bottle cap opener. "In a couple of minutes. I'm kind of nervous," I chuckle weakly, opening my beer and taking a swig. She touched my shoulder gently, that beautiful smile still on her lips.

"You're going to do great," she said before looking past me momentarily. "Shit, my friends are calling me. I promise I'll be watching. Good luck," she squeezes my shoulder, kissing my cheek softly before walking back into the crowd. I turned to watch her as she walked away, my heart skipping a beat as my hand reached up to touch my cheek. 

I shake my head slightly, pushing through the crowd again to find the lads. "Eli, there you are. Fuck. We're on in two minutes," Ryan said, fiddling with the drumsticks.

"Sorry, I was just getting a drink," I hold up the Heineken, taking a long swig before setting it down on some random table. I wipe the sweat from the bottle on my jeans before slipping my guitar strap over my shoulders.

"Hey guys, you ready?" Jack, our friend hosting the party, said. "Yep," I said, grabbing a guitar pick from my pocket. 

Jack steps onto the makeshift stage, tapping the mike gently to see if it was turned on. "Hey everyone, how are we feeling tonight?" The crowd cheered in response, some people lifting their drinks into the air. "That's what I'm talking about! Now, I'd like to introduce you to my good friends. Please give a big round of applause for Inhaler!" He steps away from the mike, clapping as the lads and I walk on stage.

"Thanks, Jack," I say, plugging the amp into my guitar. "Hey guys, we're Inhaler. This song is called I Want You. Hope you enjoy," I strum the guitar, ensuring it is still in tune before looking over at Robert and Josh, both nodding that they're ready. I take a deep breath, looking out into the crowd and seeing Clara beautiful as ever. She gives me a small wave and a smile that I return before starting the set. 

Once our set was finished, the crowd erupted in cheers. "Thanks, everybody. Enjoy the rest of the party," I unplug the amp from my guitar, giving the crowd a small wave before leaving the stage. "That was fucking amazing! They loved us!" Robert said, wrapping his arm around Josh's shoulder, a goofy grin on his face.

"Yeah, great job, guys," I smile, setting my guitar back into its case. My hands push through my hair as my eyes scan the crowd, quickly finding Clara. "I'll catch up with you guys later," I move past Rob and into the crowd.

"You were fucking amazing!" Clara yelled over the music. "Thanks! I'm going out for a smoke. Want to come?" I leaned down, hoping it would allow her to hear me clearly. She nods. "Yeah, sure!" I take her hand, allowing us to wave through people so as not to get separated.

I take a deep breath as we set out into the night's cool air, the deck empty as I lean against its railing, quickly lighting a cigarette. "She's so beautiful," Clara said, looking at the sky. The bright moon cast light onto her skin, giving it a soft glow. "Yeah, she is," my eyes didn't leave her.

"Did you write that first song you played?" She turned to me, leaning slightly against the deck's railing. "Yeah, the lads and I write everything together," I take a long drag from the cigarette.

"Want a drag?" I say, holding it out to her. "Fuck it," she shrugs, inhaling deeply, causing her to cough as the smoke leaves her lips. I laugh, taking the cigarette back. "First time?" she nods, her coughing slowly subduing.

"Yeah, it's kinda taboo in America," she fiddles with her beer bottle, a phone chiming and cutting through the silence. Clara pulled her phone out of her pocket, reading something on her screen.

"Shit, I've got to head home. I really enjoyed tonight. Thanks for inviting me," she smiled gently. "I can drive you home if you'd like," I said, stubbing out my cigarette. "That'd actually be super helpful," she slipped her phone back into her pocket. "It's just out front," I motioned towards the driveway. 

The car's top was down, and the cold night air pushed into the car. Clara's eyes were again fixed on the starlit sky above as we drove through the dark countryside, slowly returning to the city. It was quiet the whole ride, but it wasn't awkward. There was something almost comforting about just being with her. I parked in her driveway, shutting off the car.

"Thanks for the ride," her hand ran through her windswept hair, trying to push it back into its regular position.

"It's no problem at all," I smile, focusing, moving from her eyes to her lips, then back again. The space between them got smaller as she leaned in. I sucked in a breath as her eyes moved to my lips before looking at me. I leaned in, kissing her gently. She smiled into the kiss, soft lips melting into mine. I blushed as she pulled away, a small laugh leaving her lips.

"I'll see you on Monday," she said as she exited the car.

"See you" I responded faintly.

I waited in the noisy airport, families, school groups, and corporate workers passing me as I stood outside the arrivals gate. Clara was finally coming back from America after visiting her family.

Even after her family had moved back, she decided to stay in Ireland and attend university here. Though I told her I would support her no matter what, I was happy that she decided to stay. But that was a couple of years ago now that she was about to graduate from university. 

"Where is she?" I mumble, looking down at my phone to make sure I had the right gate. "ELIJAH!!!" I heard a familiar voice scream. Looking up, I see Clara running towards me. I wrap my arms around her tightly as she reaches me, picking her up and spinning her around.

"I missed you," I say as her sweet scent consumes me. "I missed you too! Ugh, it's so great to be back. You don't understand. Well, I guess you kinda do now. Don't ya, rockstar?" she nudges me gently, causing me to laugh as I take her suitcase.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," I shrug, the two of us making our way out of the airport, Clara talking about all the family drama she found out when she was back in the States. 

"Surprise!" the lads and some of our other friends said as Clara entered my apartment, setting off party poppers that scattered confetti into the air. "Awe, guys, you're so sweet," Clara says, her face bright with happiness.

"I missed you so much, lovey," Lizzy, Clara's best friend, says as she hugs her tightly. "I missed you too," she hugged, greeting everyone else before settling on the couch beside Ryan. "I'm fucking exhausted, guys," she sighed, leaning back into the couch.

"That's a shame. I guess you won't want to go to the party tonight," Robert says, knowing that it would only push her to go. "Rob, seriously," I say, slightly annoyed.

"Party?" Clara perked up, her eyebrow raising. "I can always go to a party," Rob looked over at me, a pleased smile on his face. "See Eli, she wants to go!" he motions in her direction, his smile growing. I clear my throat, clasping my hands together.

"One of our friends is throwing a party tonight. I wasn't going to tell you because I knew you'd just be back, But Robert," I look over at him, jaw clenching slightly, "has now broken the news," his arm wraps around my shoulder, pulling me into him.

"Oh, come on, Eli. She's an adult. She can make her own decisions. Can't you, Clara?"

She laughs, nodding, "Of course, I can." 

"Clara, you ready?" I say as I slip on my shoes, glancing in the mirror to ensure I look decent. "Yeah!" she says as she walks into the living room, her more casual airport outfit replaced by a black mini skirt and a small graphic t-shirt. "Is this okay?" she did a little spin, allowing me to take in all of her. I swallow hard before responding. "Yeah, you look great," I smile. 

The party was already crowded by the time we got there, pushing our way into the apartment. "I'm going to go get a drink," Clara yelled over the music. I nodded in response before she walked into the crowd. I wandered around momentarily until I finally found Ryan and Josh sitting on a couch, smoking a joint.

"Hey, lads," I settle myself on the armrest of the couch. "Want some?" Ryan holds out the joint to me, smoke slipping from his lips. I shake my head, "I'm good," he nods, handing it back to Josh. 

"How are you feeling? Still going to tell her?" 

I shrug, fiddling with one of the rings. "I don't know. I just don't want to fuck our friendship up," I sign, hand brushing through my hair. 

"If you don't do it not, you'll never do it," Josh said, taking the puff of the joint as its light fizzled out between his fingers. 

"We'll just see what happens." 

Clara appeared from the crowd, making her way in our direction. "Hey guys!" her smile was brighter than usual. "Eli," she says, handing a beer out to me. "Thanks," she hums, sipping her beer as I grab mine from her hand.

"I missed this. I missed you guys. You don't know how fucking happy I am to be back," a small laugh followed her words, the dim lighting casting beautiful shadows across her face.

"We're happy to have you back. Especially this one," Ryan says, hand coming down hard on my thigh. I could feel the heat creep up in my face.

"What can I say? I'm enchanting," she flipped her hair jokingly. Even though she was joking, it was true. 

We talked for a little longer until the song changed to Lets Go To Bed by The Cure, causing Clara's eyes to light up. "OH MY GOD, I FUCKING LOVE THIS SONG!" she set her beer down on the table next to me. "Eli, come on, you have to dance with me!"

I shake my head smiling. "I'm good. You have fun, though," I say, gesturing to the crowd of people dancing. "Boring," she rolled her eyes playfully, smile still on her lips before going out to dance. 

I take a long drink from my beer before standing and telling the guys I am going out for a smoke. I stepped outside into the cold night, watching the cars below pass as I lit my cigarette. I was getting in my head too much. I just had to do it. I had to tell her, but something was holding me back. I take a long drag from a cigarette, holding the smoke in my lungs until it burns slightly, then letting it drift from my lips.

God, you're such a fucking pussy, Elijah. You could have any girl you wanted in the tenth of a second, but you're too scared to ask the girl you've been in love with for years? Fuck this. I take another long drag from the cigarette before stubbing it out on the metal railing, walking back into the apartment, determined to confess my feelings to Clara finally. 

I move through the crow of people, eyes moving along people's faces as I try to find her. Finally, I spot her in the corner of the room, another beer in her hand, as some guy leans down, saying something in her heart that causes her to laugh. My jaw clenches tightly as I make my wave over.

"Hey Clara," my arm slips around her waist, pulling her close. "Hey!" her arm wraps around my shoulder. "Mark, this is Eli. Eli, this is Mark" My eyes scan him for a moment. "Nice to meet you," he says with a smile. I nod my head, giving a slight hum in response.

"Can I talk to you outside for a minute?" I whisper in Clara's ear, causing her eyebrow to raise. "Do you think you can wait a sec?" she says, glancing at Mark. "It's kind of important," Mark clears his throat, rubbing his nape.

"I'm going to go. But I'll see you later, yeah?" Clara eye's cut in my direction for a moment, a smile quickly returning to her face as she responds. "Yeah, definitely!" 

"Eli, you totally fucking cockblocked me back there," he says with a smile. I nod my head, giving a slight hum in 0talk to you outside for a minute?" I whisper in Clara's ear, causing her eyebrow to raise. "Do you think you can wait a sec?" she says, glancing at Mark. "It's kind of important," Mark clears his throat, rubbing his nape.

"I'm going to go. But I'll see you later, yeah?" Clara eye's cut in my direction for a moment, a smile quickly returning to her lips. "Yeah," Mark responds with a nod.  

"Oh, excuse me. Mark looked so fucking ravishing. I was getting turned on for you," I say as the two of us step onto the balcony. She scoffed, rolling her eyes. 

"Jesus, what the fuck is your problem?" 

"You! You're the fucking problem. Ever since you left, I haven't been able to get you out of my mind, and now that you're back and here, it all feels too real." 

There's a beat before she responds, "Eli, what are you trying to say?"  

I look down, the leather of my boots glowing slightly from the moonlight, "What I'm trying to say is," 

I pause, looking back up at her. "What I'm trying to say is, is that I'm in love with you, Clara." 

Before I could even think, her lips were pressed against mine, the strawberry taste of her lips making my brain go numb as the kiss grew deeper. Her arms wrapped around me, pulling me close. My hands naturally found her waist as I smiled slightly into the kissing, humming happily as she pulled away. 

"Elijah Hewson, you are the fucking dumbest person I know," she shook her head, causing me to laugh. "How so?" I say, glancing down at her lips for a moment, her lipstick slightly smudged. 

"Because I've been in love with you since we were in creative writing senior year," she says, laughing. 

"Wait, seriously?" 

She flicks my forehead gently, "Yes, idiot." 

"Hey!" I rub my forehead as she continues to laugh. 

"That's what you get."

"Oh well, at least I have you now," I say, kissing her once again, the night fading around us.

[bridgertonbabe]

Thoughts on The Little Mermaid

(Meant to post my thoughts after I saw the film the other day but due to laziness I’m only doing it now lol.)

Halle Bailey was born to be a Disney princess and born to play Ariel; she was ✨perfection✨. I cannot wait to see the incredible career she has in front of her. (And since she was the first person who auditioned I like to imagine afterwards the casting team were just like “well obvi we’ve got our Ariel... but I guess we have to humour auditioning other actors to make it seem like there could be anybody else in the running, you know out of the politest of courtesies”.)

There could have been no better Prince Eric than Jonah Hauer-King; he brought many a Disney fan’s cartoon crush to life in every which way (I literally dread to think what might have been in an alternate timeline if they had given the role to someone who can’t act...)

And Halle and Jonah’s chemistry 😍😍😍 the soft gazes, the gentle smiles, the palpable love and awe; that’s the shit I lap up. I would love to see them work together again and you can tell from the press junkets that they have such a wonderful rapport and mutual admiration for one another.

The way Halle somehow managed to raise the bar with her version of Part of Your World (those notes, holy s-) - my god her voice is heavenly 🥰

I loved Wild Uncharted Waters, it was a beautiful addition to the story to expand things from Eric’s perspective and Jonah’s impressed me with his vocals. 

The Scuttle Rap... not so much (and if you’re going to give anyone a chance to rap... I mean Tony award winner Daveed Diggs was literally right there like???)

I love Melissa McCarthy but I would have loved to have seen a drag queen take the role of Ursula since the animated version was based on Divine. Ginger Minj would have eaten that gig up. 

Wish we had seen a little more of Ariel’s sister beyond the couple of scenes where they got a brief couple of lines each (and no this isn’t me simply wishing Simone Ashley had been given more screen time... really it isn’t... 👀)

All in all I have to say this was my favourite of the Disney live adaptations (and since my favourite sequel growing up was The Little Mermaid 2... I would love love love if they did a live adaptation of that in about 12 years time, if only to have Halle and Jonah back together on my screen once more 🤞 ). 

[nancydrewwouldnever]

Hypothetically if he did get a role in the PTA movie would it even be big enough to stand out or at least build upon? It has male lead heavy hitters in Leonardo DiCaprio and Sean Penn who may not be a big box office draw but he is still considered a strong actor and then Regina Hall who is s strong actress herself and her character must be important as in Lead or Supporting lead for her to be announced alongside Leo and Sean. Like if he were to get anything would it be like his Don't Look Up part or could he get something meatier like Jonah Hill in WOWS.

I think an actor can stand out in any role, no matter how small. Realistically speaking, how much screen time in minutes did he actually have in The Iceman? Yet, his character was memorable and he showed he could stretch his acting chops with that character/role. You don't have to sit on-screen every minute of a two hour movie to make an impact or leave a lasting impression. Five great minutes is worth a hell of a lot more than thirty mediocre ones.

[destinyc1020]

https://twitter.com/mustbtaste/status/1658177646780375048?t=x982uI20BfcgN8YaU643jw&s=19

Comments and replies just... Damn lol I don't like ddg but ppl just mad af

Ohhhh lorrrrrd.....

Here we go..... 😩

Why do fans so stuff like this? 🥴 🤦🏾‍♀️

I hate it when fans make tweets like this just because two costars (work mates) are posing together for their premiere (work event) when they know good and well that one or both are in rlshps with other people. 🙄😒

Fans just end up making press tours weird for no good reason. 🥴

Idk who Jonah is dating...I just assume he's dating somebody. But everyone by now knows that Halle is dating rapper DDG, and has been for a while!

Now, I don't really care for DDG like that, and I think Halle can do way better than him, but I respect their rlshp and I'm not gonna ship her with her costar! That's just weird as idk! 🥴

Now if they were BOTH SINGLE, then heyyyy ship on! 😄 But they're NOT.

Ppl do the same thing to Z too 😒 It's so creepy honestly. Shipping their characters is one thing, but shipping real people together who are in rlshps with other individuals is just disrespectful as idk what. 🤨

They aren't Barbie dolls lol.

To wish that your fave would actually CHEAT on her bf in order to get with her male costar is just gross. 🙄 Like I said, I don't even care for DDG like that, but wishing ill will on them and hoping that Halle will cheat on him is just crazy imo.

[mermaidsirennikita]

what are your top favoritest movies you've watched for the first time this year (whether they were released this year or you're catching them late)?

This is tough because my memory is shot right now but I WILL TRY!!!

Joy Ride--extremely fun but also extremely emotional (I cried) and I'm soooorrryyyy but but while the sex scenes were all very funny, the scene where the one basketball player was going down on intrepid heroine Ashley Park after whispering shit in her ear in Hindi and then it pans to the other basketball player leaning against the wall and translating for him like "he wants to make you come so hard" or whatever??? One of the standout moments in cinema of the past decade let's talk about it

Sanctuary--one of the best romantic comedies ever maybe, a total delight, the performances were amazing, the love story made total sense despite it basically being a bottle episode of a movie; I loved the humor and the depiction of their D/s dynamic was SO GOOD, which is so hard to find onscreen especially. Margaret Qualley is kind of a nepo baby queen I fear; the scene in the beginning where she delivers the dialogue he asked accurately, but you know from seeing his "script" that he'd instructed her to say it in a mean way and she says it in this open, vulnerable way? And it's your first indicator that she's fallen in love for real???? DUDE. CINEMA.

The Little Mermaid--such a pleasant surprise, and this is why you give shit a chance; I really expected to hate this but I loved it. I have some minor quibbles, but the movie is great, Halle is AMAZING in it, Melissa is fabulous, Jonah was a shockingly good Prince Eric. Was stunned by the emphasis on the love story, tbh, and the way Ariel and Eric play out is a testament to the importance of good chemistry.

Nimona--ugh, got my whole heart. I watched this the first time with my pink-haired, trans NB sibling and it was such a special experience. On top of the allegories in the story, it's also just an amazing found family movie, and I adore the conflict in Ambrosius and his bitter exes energy with Ballister and how EXPLICITLY CANON it all is. Also, really loved the animation style too.

M3gan--never has my mom been so excited to see a movie, but I actually ended up loving it because you know what we need in this day and age?? More absurdist, over the top, high camp cinema. That's all I want. The Titanium moment remains MAGIC to me.

[lemonmeringues]

I don't think I have to put on a spoiler disclaimer in here since everyone knows the story of princess Ariel but yeah, this will be kind of a review/blog something.

🧜🏽‍♀️🧜🏽‍♀️🧜🏽‍♀️

So i took myself on a date yesterday after my 24-hour duty, and what better "date" activity to do than watch a movie. For the record, it's my first time to go ALONE 🤟🏻💪🏻 and I haven't been inside a cinema since 2019 😬. So to top the whole experience off, I chose to watch The Little Mermaid and my oh my...i ABSOLUTELY LOVED it! I haven't felt kilig due to a movie/show in such a long time (or just felt kilig in general!) AND i even cried at the cheesy ending. Hahahahahah. Im such a sucker for this.

There had been some buzz about this movie ever since it released its initial trailer primarily due to its casting and I myself felt skeptical about it when I started seeing some clips on its animation (thought the graphics looked weird and low-budget) BUT for some reason the movie did justice to the animation i loved from childhood --- like everything...graphics, musical score, cast, etc. AND is no one gonna talk about how cute Prince Eric is??? HAHAHAHAHA. Jonah (yes, done stalking) gave Eric more depth in the movie and his good looks and voice don't hurt also. Ehehehe.

Ooops. Excuse my simping hihihi.

Honestly though, I used to think that animation Ariel was too stereotypical to fall immediately in love with the usual prince charming who likes to go on sea adventures. So it's nice that the remake added somewhat of a back story to the prince charming character.

Fave part of the movie might be when Ariel becomes human and meets the prince but she doesn't remember she had to get a true love's kiss within 3 days (AND WITHOUT HER SIREN VOICE, Ursula really did it dirty!), however you can definitely see how the Prince Eric is slowly falling for her and becomes curious about her without her really trying hard at all. Though I'm not all in with the pairing...like there's some percentage of chemistry amiss...but I think each character was suitably cast --- Halle's voice was monstrously goooood and look at those toned arms, like guuuurl. Prince Eric, need I say more? 👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻. Also, Awkwafina voicing Scuttle was really hilarious and fun.

All in all, it' s a 4.7/5 ⭐ (again, there's some chemistry missing but Kiss the girl made me sooooo kilig nevertheless!)

Good night!

[worcestersaucesuace]

It is time, in no particular arrangement

I love you

FAKE TYPE, and your wonderful electro swing beats

The Stupendium, and your wacky, lyrically ingenious raps

Utsu-p, and your metal as hell Miku

MOS, and your amazing brass focused beats

Tally Hall, and your off-beat rock whatever-that-is

Cosmo Sheldrake, and your beautiful, weird, wondrous music

BRADIO, and your fun, funky jams

Kikuo, for some of my absolute favorite soul-crushing auditory experiences.

FantomenK, for your deliciously pixelated songs

Chipzel, for your wonderful contributions to some of my favorite games

Hiiragi Kirai, I suspect I never want to know what your songs are about but they sound excellent

Brian David Gilbert, for your mind-bending experiences as well as the silly ones.

Azari, for your catchy as hell beats

Infected Mushrooms, and those trance beats that feel like they go forever.

Three, for everything but especially “Telecaster B Boy”

Aivi & Surasshu, for just so much, (adore “Yearn to Bloom”)

Studio Thumpy Puppy, for that wonderful battle music

Camellia, and your wide range of wonderful tracks

Top Flow, “Speed Thrill Beat”

Imagine Dragons, and your somewhat edgy, legendary tracks

ATLUS Sound Team, “Specialist”

Mob Choir, banger openings only here

Qumu, and your endless collection of wondrous remixes

Masayuki Suzuki, love song legend

Or3o, Clover is a treasure, as is all your work really

Cepheid, for your gloriously cosmic metal and also the one about gay bonda-

jon-YAKITORY, for your eclectic, 100m-sprint songs

justan oval, for the whiplash I experience going from “Rat Attack” to “Scatterbrained”.

Louie Zong, for your odd, but still quite comfortable records.

AJR, for introducing me to alt rock in the first place.

half • alive, for drawing me even deeper in

Yunomi, for your light and airy, dubstep beats

Laura Shigihara, for creating one of the best soundtracks ever.

PinocchioP, for your strangely enchanting Miku, and excellent beats

Toby Fox, need I say more? I will anyway, “Dummy” is a bop.

Dunderpatrullen, Pop electro of the highest order

MISSIO, for when I’m real depressed

Tokyo Machine, for when I’m doing great!

supercell, for everything in between, but like for one song in particular too.

Panda Eyes, for introducing me to dubstep.

Teminite, for some of my faves in the genre.

Klaypex, “DUBSTEP GUNS” and “Lights” are pretty good, I guess.

Parsley Onuma, for some wonderful songs all around.

Daft Punk, because obviously.

Avenza, so many absolute bangers. “Wicked” is a favorite.

Mystery Skulls. Hell yeah.

Saint Motel, A good song never dies.

I would hate to be an Obvious Guy but. Alfie Templeman.

CG5, for those wondrous beats and that wondrous-er voice.

Mrs. Green Apple, “Viking” is a bop, love me some S-tier jpop

RichaadEB, an excellent guitarist, every cover is legendary.

Jonah Senzel, the humming in the cabin sends a chill down my spine, the strums of the guitar make me want to hide.

They Might Be Giants, woah now I remember why I like science.

x0o0x, I have entered a cult. Do not send help.

STEAKA, for that fast-paced dance Miku

HIDEKI NAGANUMA, AIN’T NOTHING LIKE A FUNKY BEAT

NILFRUITS, for some of my favorite tuning

Superorganism, I feel as if I have ascended, thank you

Sasakure.Uk, just wonderful, nothing more. Nevermore, even.

Yunosuke, consistently strong electronic Miku

grandson, “Apologize” is good

Panic! At the Disco, for a lot of things. Thanks

Clarx, house goodness through and through

Jamie Berry & Octavia Rose, for the introduction to electro swing, massively appreciated, that.

Caravan Palace, “Lone Digger” has 420 million views on YouTube as of writing. As it should.

Mili, for “Rightfully” specifically.

Jules Gaia, for even more wonderful electro swing. Gaming YouTube circa 2016(?)-2017(?) thanks you.

Adhesive Wombat, 8 bit goodness, thank you very much.

Jin, adore so many of those songs.

alt-J, what a cool sound and voice.

Leslie Wai, “Paradigm” and it’s consequences (positive, extremely postivie)

Raiko, like listening to what the elements would sound like it they were 64 bit and a bit dubstep. It sounds good.

Pegboard Nerds, I love sounding like a spy, but also with dubstep.

Soraru, good jpop. Love me some good jpop.

FalKKonE, Intense symphonic metal pretty much sums it up yep, it is wonderful. My head is in fact banging

The White Stripes, “Seven Nation Army”

Kanmitu, “BraveHeartShine” is a beautiful song and you should listen to it. Now, specifically.

Inori Minase, excellent voice and songs.

Suda Keina, “Darling” is a banger.

Millenium Parade, so many excellent styles, sometimes I forget they are all the same artist.

Portugal. The Man, I’m really feeling it.

Araki, excellent all around, love his voice.

Edwin Starr, “War”. Just, what a song.

Deco*27, Addicted to that tuning, might have to suck its blood.

DEMONDICE, two languages to rap in, it works very well.

Jazz Emu, funkiest sci-fi story I’ve ever heard. Tell me more magic man

natori, j-rocking superhero I’d say

Ferry, legendary. Good songs. Vocaloid. Really takes me out of my Comfort Zone.

Glass Animals, beautiful songs to rock in place to.

Ren, “Money Game Pt. 2” is very, very good.

Mike Geno, adore these songs. Good beats.

TUYU, J-Pop legends, I have no trouble saying.

Cö Shu Nie, here on the strength of “give it back”. I’m crying.

MAN WITH A MISSION, I love “Database (feat. Takuma)”

OK Go, they have and are, and I hope they will. Keep going, I should clarify.

The Correspondents, Rest in peace, Chucks. Love you guys.

Ado, what a great voice. Just, seriously.

Pascal Micheal Stiefel, A Hat in Time is a very, very good game, with a very, very good soundtrack.

Will Stetson, an amazing cover artist, and “Writing on the Wall” is truly incredible.

Kirara Magic, some very solid dance, electronic, house, and more.

Satsuki, “Mesmerizer”

Grover Washington, Jr. “Just the Two of Us” (feat. Bill Withers)

And so, so many thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions more that have shaped and inspired those here.

This took me too long and it is later than it should be. I love media, music perhaps most of all. So I thought I’d a share a few, hang on as I was writing this a song just came on and now I gotta add it. Anyway, maybe you find someone here you’ve never heard before and give em a listen if they sound interesting. Have fun!

Sorry about the descriptions, I kinda rolled between trying to be funny, giving actually useful descriptions (kinda), and talking about what I personally like about them.

Might make another list for animations, games, creators, so on. We’ll see.

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wait i just realized i never posted Jonah, here he is

gay little historian that is far too jumpy to be dating a serial killer my beloved

well. technically not dating yet in terms of timeline. pre-relationship yearning also my beloved <3

anyway he works at a local natural history museum as the on site historian/animal expert. he's versed in both human and animal history, and knows just enough about dinosaurs to host the temporary dinosaur exhibit every year without issue

he was witness to one of Irvin's killings, which was how they met, but was spared with the threat of death if he ever went to the police which obviously only served to make him Even More jumpy

Bev's s/i got to know immediately after the incident though because Jonah had to tell someone and he trusted him to keep it quiet

anyway. love him <3 a heem heem whimper actin bitch

[ pisscrew ]

[hmslusitania]

If you build it…

another 5x18 spec because I am useless at all other thing s

Buck is not…a handy person. He’s good with power tools, obviously, has to be for work. Drills, chainsaws, axes, halligans, sledgehammers. Give Buck something to destroy and he can pull it apart in ten seconds and look good doing it.

Also, he’s never lived anywhere that he was allowed to change the basic structure of the place. So the caulk? Spackle? Drywall putty?? aisle of Lowe’s is a foreign land. Buck doesn’t know how to make things.

But fuck it, he’s gonna learn.

The lady at the paint counter is helpful when he doesn’t know the exact shade of off-white-taupe-beige, and lets him leave with some samples. Apparently looking helpless as shit and like he hasn’t slept in a week goes far.

His plan, his thought, is that if he fixes it, if he sets it all up pretty, then maybe — maybe Eddie will let him stay.

On his way back to Eddie’s, he stops at the grocery store to get beer. It feels like the thing to do, right? It’s guy stuff, fixing walls, having a beer, all that jazz.

Eddie hadn’t wanted Buck to come pick him up from the airport. They were getting in late, and it was just easier to take an Uber. So it means that when Eddie and Chris get home, Buck is still crouched on the floor of Eddie’s room with the …drywall putty and a spatula.

“Uh, hello?” Eddie calls from the living room.

Because Buck’s stuff is in neat piles by the couch.

“Its just me!” Buck calls back.

“Hi Buck!” Christopher shouts, and he sounds tired but happy and the next thing Buck hears is the clack of crutches down the hall and then Chris’s arms are around his shoulders.

“Hey buddy!” Buck says. “How was Texas?”

“Abuelita made tamales,” Christopher says which is apparently the thing that matters most. Buck appreciates that. He’s missed Isabel’s tamales since she moved back to El Paso too.

“I’m very jealous,” Buck says.

“We were gonna try to bring some back but we weren’t sure if they would get seized by airport security or not, so she’s gonna try and freeze some and mail them,” Christopher says.

“And someone here is about to crash from travelling,” Eddie says. Buck looks up and past Christopher’s shoulder to see Eddie leaning in the doorframe, looking down at Buck and Christopher with a warm, fond smile.

“I’m not tired,” Chris insists and betrays himself with a yawn. “Ugh, fine.”

He hugs Buck again and then heads off to brush his teeth. Once he’s in the bathroom with the door shut, Eddie’s expression turns to worry.

“Hen, Chim, I saw the news and—”

“They’re good,” Buck says. “Yeah, no, they’re okay.”

Eddie exhales and drops his suitcase on the foot of his bed. “Good. I mean, I figured if anything was — if they were — you’d have called me.”

“Yeah, of course,” Buck says. “But they’re good. Really. And Jonah’s in jail and he’s gonna go away for a long, long time.”

“Good,” Eddie says. He unzips his suitcase and Buck feels his eyes linger on the back of his head. “So, uh, what are you doing?”

“Making myself useful,” Buck says, holding up the putty spatula. The wall doesn’t look wildly better he has to admit. Lack of experience is ruining him. “Sort of.”

“And, uh, the bags out in the living room…”

“I broke up with Taylor,” Buck blurts.

“Oh,” Eddie says in the most neutral flat tone Buck’s ever heard him say. “You broke up with her. With bad feelings?”

The distant echo of shattering porcelain rings in Buck’s ears. He hadn’t taken Taylor for the type to smash all his shit — no, just in an ephemeral sense, in a fuck your family I’m going to publish everything sort of way — but, well, in the end, how well did they really know each other?

“Yeah,” Buck says. “With some real fucking bad feelings.”

“Oh thank god,” Eddie exhales.

For the first time since, Buck laughs.

“And you’re — I’m sure you’re not okay yet and apparently you’re sleeping on my couch but, you’re like….”

“I’m fine,” Buck promises. And he is, for now. Somewhat. Its like the moment after you get out of the water when you’ve been drowning. You feel like absolute two day old laundry and like the salt down your throat is going to pickle you from the inside out, but you’re not actively dying anymore. And so its better.

“And so you’re…here. Fixing my wall,” Eddie says.

“Trying to, anyway,” Buck says. “I’m not really great at making shit as it turns out. How was Texas? Besides the tamales.”

“It was…good,” Eddie says. He clears his throat and Buck looks up at him again. He’s taking a second to rub at his eyes. “Yeah, it was a good start, I think.”

“Good,” Buck says. “Good. I’m glad.”

Eddie’s hand drops to Buck’s shoulder and very gently, he squeezes. “Did you get a second spatula?”

“I wasn’t sure what kind to get, so, yes,” Buck says, fishing the second one out of the bag.

Eddie inspects the second spatula and the project on the wall.

“Why don’t we put this away for the night,” Eddie suggests. “And tomorrow maybe we can try making something together.”

[muchamusedaboutnothing]

Heart of a Hunter Act VII - Ch. 4

Heart of a Hunter Act VII - Ch. 4

Characters: Dean x doctor!Reader, Sam Winchester

This story is Act 7 of a saga.

New to the story? Get caught up on the Heart of a Hunter Saga here.

All your favorite Winchesters are alive, in spite of the curse that nearly took them from you. After coming so close to losing the only family you have left in this world, you’re taking matters into your own hands. There’s a witch to hunt.

Series Warnings:

Character injuries/sickness - Take note that no one is excluded from this.

Canon-typical violence and language.

Lots of whump.

Lots of caring for hurt characters.

Smut (18 Only. NSFW. You were warned.)

Angst.

Fluff.

Medical talk. Is that even a warning

Image Credit: bing image search, google image search, @jaredandjensen ,  @welcometothedarkside , @sensitivehandsomeactionman ,  @yourfavoritedirector ,  @soluscheese ,  

Wordcount: 2217

Chapter  4

Jonah was having his mid-morning nap in his nursery when you and Dean both heard it at the same time. It sounded like someone crying, but it definitely wasn’t Jonah announcing that he’d finished napping and very much wanted out of his crib. You locked eyes for an instant and both turned to jog quickly down the hall in the direction of the sound.

It wasn’t until you reached the dungeon that you found Addie inside, sitting on the floor with her knees tucked up to her chin and practically sobbing. 

You wrapped your arms around her and found that she was trembling. “Addie? Honey what happened? Are you okay?”

Addie’s breath hitched and she was incoherent when she tried to speak. You cradled her head to you gently, feeling her bounding carotid pulse in her neck.

Dean was turning in a circle, sharp eyes scanning the dungeon in search of the source of her distress. But there was no one else around and nothing out of place. And with the warding in the bunker, he hadn’t expected anything less. But something had obviously spooked Addie.

“I - I don’t know,” Dean said to you, at a loss. “Is ... is she hurt?”

“S … S - Sam,” Addie managed before you could answer him.

“Get your brother,” you said to Dean, but he seemed to be a step ahead of you, already on his way to the door. You heard his boots clapping on the floor as he bolted down the hall.

“Just breathe, honey,” you said to Addie as you brushed her hair away from her face and held her close. “Sam will be right here. Deep breath in … ” You inhaled slowly, trying to guide her through the motions.

A moment later Sam came bursting into the room. He immediately went to his knees on the floor, leaning against the wall and gathering Addie into his arms protectively.

"Hey, hey it's okay," he said softly. "You're okay. I've got you. It's just a room."

Addie tucked her face into Sam's chest, still sobbing.

Sam cradled her head with a hand, pressing a kiss to her hair. "Do you want me to-"

Addie nodded a little frantically against him in answer to whatever he’d been trying to ask.

Sam took a deep breath. "Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus," he began, uttering the words calmly. "Omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica."

You blinked, utterly confused about what would prompt Sam to begin reciting the exorcism rites.

"Ergo, omnis legio diabolica, adiuramus te... cessa decipere humanas creaturas, eisque æternæ perditionìs venenum propinare…"

But Addie was clinging to every word, almost as fiercely as she was clinging to the flannel of Sam's shirt. It was suddenly very clear what was happening. As someone who had lived through demonic possession, Addie found comfort in the confirmation that she was in control of her own body. Sam reciting the words without consequence proved nothing sinister was bubbling beneath the surface.

You heard Jonah’s startling little cry just then from the baby monitor clipped to your belt loop. Addie was already starting to breathe easier as you slowly got to your feet. You took a step backward toward the door, and Sam lifted his eyes to meet yours and nodded his reassurance that everything was okay.

"Vade, satana, inventor et magister omnis fallaciæ, hostis humanæ salutis…" He was still uttering the rites softly as you slipped quietly out into the hall.

Dean had beaten you to Jonah’s nursery and was just lifting the baby out of his crib when you approached. “What was that about?” he asked, voice thick with concern as he gestured with a jerk of his chin in the direction of the dungeon.

“Panic attack,” you said sympathetically. “I think she’ll be okay now.”

Dean’s face relaxed some as he snuggled Jonah to his chest. “Hmm…. Wonder how long that’s been going on?”

“Panic attacks? Probably as long as we’ve known her. Takes a lot less than demonic possession to bring on a panic attack for most people.”

Dean nodded as he brought Jonah up to his shoulder. “Damn. That sucks. Does she need anything?”

“Just Sam. He seems to know exactly what to do.”

“Guess we ought to just let them be for a bit.” Dean said, chewing his bottom lip in thought. “Care to join me for an oil change?” he asked you after a moment.

You grinned at the way he made it seem like a date. “We’d love to,” you said, grabbing a blanket for Jonah.

“I’ll get the Pack-N-Play,” Dean said, handing the baby off to you “Meet you in the garage.”

Dean brought the little portable playpen for Jonah out and set it up near the car so Jonah would have a place to stay safe nearby as you handed Dean tools and chatted with him while he changed the oil.

Dean then proceeded to have a full-on conversation with Jonah about what he was doing at every step along the way, as if Jonah were taking detailed mental notes and would have to pass a quiz at the end.

You found yourself smiling so hard your cheeks got sore. It was everything you wanted when you and Dean had realized you’d be adding a baby to the family. Dean was the loving, doting father you’d known he would be. You wondered if the pregnancy hormones would ever level off enough to stop your eyes watering every time your heart filled with gratitude, or if having watery eyes was just going to be a permanent part of life now that you were a mother.

Jonah let out a few happy squeals as he kicked and wiggled in his play pen, noises that Dean always took to be literal responses to the detailed instructions he was giving his son about the oil change.

“Premium oil filters, only,” Dean said from under the car. When he finished up and slid out from underneath the front end on the rolling creeper, you smiled adoringly at the sight of him. His hair was mussed and he had grease along his forehead and his left cheek bone.

“What?” he asked, finding you staring at him.

“Nothing,” you said innocently. “Just admiring my sexy mechanic.”

Dean’s eyebrow shot up as he got to his feet. “Is that so?” He stalked toward you and you smirked as his dirty hands gripped your waist. He pulled you toward him until your hips bumped up against his. He dipped his head down far enough to kiss you, and you savored the taste of him on your tongue, enjoying the way he could still make your heart race so easily.

You turned to lean against the car and Dean lifted you with his arms, setting your bottom down on the hood as he continued to kiss you. “You’re beautiful,” he breathed, pulling back just far enough to gaze into your eyes.

“And you’re greasy,” you teased.

“Don’t let her fool ya, Joey,” Dean said with a grin to his son who was squealing in delight a few feet away. “Girls like it when a man knows his way around an engine.” Dean swiped your cheek softly with a finger, leaving what you knew was a trail of black grease on your skin.

“Now you’re just asking for it,” you told him.

He smirked, looking ten years younger than he was. “Yeah, I am.”

You heard footsteps and Dean turned to lean against the car next to you as Sam ascended the steps into the garage and approached.

“How is she?” you asked about Addie.

Sam shrugged and put his hands in his pockets as he caught up. “She’s okay, I think. She’s sleeping. Kind of takes it out of her when it hits.”

“This happen all the time?” Dean asked his brother, concern embedded in his tone.

“On and off. Sometimes more than others. It’s been over a month since the last attack.” 

Sam ran his hand over his mouth and you could see a million worries floating around in the hazel of his eyes. “I know she has flashes of that night.”

When Addie had been possessed, you’d taken her mother Cheryl to a hotel room for the night and kept her company. Addie’s father Jim had stayed behind at their home with Sam and Dean as they performed the exorcism.

“I remember everything that happened that night,” Sam said. “Everything it took to save her from possession….”

“It was a rough night,” Dean agreed, eyes soft with empathy. “But Sam, you recited the rites that night for her.”

“Exactly,” Sam said, as if Dean were proving his point for him. “My voice, my face … I just don’t know how she doesn’t associate everything about me with that horrifying night.”

“It was horrifying, yeah,” Dean agreed. “But it was also the night we broke her free from the hold the demon had on her.” Dean reached out and put a hand on Sam’s shoulder, prompting Sam to meet his gaze. “You wrapped your arms around her and caught her when the demon was expelled from her body,” Dean continued. “For her, you were freedom and safety after the nightmare was over.”

You nodded in agreement with Dean’s declaration. “Is it really so surprising she finds comfort in your presence?"

A small smile tugged at the corner of Sam’s mouth then.

Dean patted his back lightly and said, “Plus, she’s got weird taste in men, but go easy on her. People can’t help that sort of thing.”

Sam gave Dean his best bitch face, but a full smile spread across his lips afterward and he came forward, giving you a hug when you opened your arms to him from where you still sat on the hood of the car.

Jonah let out a particularly high pitched squeal from his playpen and Dean said, “I hear ya, son. Dad needs a shower, anyway.”

“Maybe let me take him,” you offered, jumping down to snatch Jonah out of the playpen before Dean got him greasy.

Sam shooed Dean away from the playpen and offered to break it down and bring it back inside to save it from the grease as well. Dean wiped his hands off on a rag and followed you inside.

Addie slept right through lunch, but wandered into the mess hall as dinner was being made.

"Are we having spaghetti?" she asked with a grin, seeing Dean and Sam cooking as you held Jonah at the table.

"Sam says it's your favorite," Dean answered with a wink.

Addie slid into the table next to you and said, "You got that right." Before any of you could broach the subject she added, "And just because I know I probably worried everyone, I want you guys to know that I'm okay."

You reached a hand across the table to her and she squeezed it, smiling at you. "We're here for you," you said.

"With spaghetti," Dean added.

Addie laughed at that and the room instantly felt lighter. "I appreciate that.” she added. “For the most part, I’ve been coping pretty well after the demon stuff happened, considering I can’t really talk to a traditional therapist about being possessed. It means a lot to me to have you all in my life.

"Aside from Mom and Dad you’re the only ones who know what I went through. Sometimes it just rears its ugly head and catches me off guard. Apparently seeing that Devil’s trap on the floor in the dungeon was enough to trigger something.” She glanced up at Sam then. "I can appreciate now why you skipped over that room during the tour."

Sam gave her a sympathetic smile. "I could have explained better."

"It's not on you to walk on eggshells around me. In fact, that's the last thing I want. I'm still alive, thanks to all of you. And I don't want to live in fear. I try really hard not to do that. Also, having the tattoo helps."

"You got inked?" Dean asked, taking the words right out of your mouth.

Addie smiled and got to her feet, turning around and lifting the back of her shirt up far enough to reveal a little black anti-possession tattoo on the small of her back. "After everything, it just made sense," Addie said, turning back around. "I even talked my mom and dad into getting one. Helps us all sleep better at night."

"Well, it's only fitting," you told her. "The tattoos are synonymous with being part of this family. And you certainly are."

"Damn straight," Dean added, throwing a wink at her.

"You guys are the best," she said as she took a little pile of plates from Sam to set the table.

"I even had some temporary ones made for Jonah," Dean added.

Addie laughed a little like she thought he was joking until you smiled and nodded to her, confirming that Dean had indeed done that.

"Haven't needed 'em much lately since he hasn't been out of the bunker for a bit," Dean said, completely unphased, "but they'll come in handy once we take care of this witch."

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