#sethkate trash

[livetogether--diealone]

the b in bad person stands for babygirl 🩷 - [inspo]

[ambrosiaswhispers]

September Scribbles: Day 4 SethKate Smut... oops?

Whoa I cut this one down to the wire... um also these are supposed to be short, but this one ran away with me, like ran away from me -down the hill and over the river straight to a motel swimming pool. I will be posting this to AO3 as well. Link is Here. Cause damn-it I’m proud of this little PWP piece. But onto the warning NSFW as HELL!!! Like it’s just straight smut. Oh crap. 

It’s SethKate, post-Amura, at the pool, at night with alcohol and their alone... that’s all the Math I should have to do. I hope you guys enjoy it. Inspired by Taylor Swift’s “...Ready for it” My music tastes are all over the place, but this one just hit me between the eyes as SethKate. Happy September! Love to my Loves!!

...Ready for it?

It was just after midnight and she was floating in the pool with her hair splayed out behind her occasionally kicking her legs or sweeping her arms to stay afloat. While the pool was technically closed, the manager of the nearly vacant motel didn’t give a shit and neither did they. The moon was full and its light was enough to illuminate the entire patio. He was on his fourth beer lounging in a pool chair wearing the pair of gaudy swim trunks that Kate had bought him a month ago. She was often restless as night sometimes it was nightmares and sometimes it was adrenalin, with the score they just pulled off he was guessing it was the latter. Even with the sun down, it was still well over 80 degrees and this was the reason he hated pulling jobs in Arizona, too damn hot. He finished off the beer and snagged another from the cooler, this was the fucking life though: cold beer, a good score pulled off like clockwork, and…

“Can I have my drink?” Kate called out getting his attention. “Please.”

He looked her as she leaned on the edge of the pool. The angle allowed him to see too much of her in that barely-there black string bikini. He snagged her a hard lemonade, she’d been a kick lately, but held it just out of her reach.

“Seth.” She complained reaching for it again as he swung the bottle back and forth like a pendulum.

He smirked, “You know legally, you’re not supposed to be drinking.”

“Because underage drinking is the most illegal thing I do.” She pushed herself partly out of the pool and attempted to get the bottle again.

He watched droplets of water roll down her neck and between the valley of her breasts, as she leaned towards him pulling the bottle from his hand. She took a long drink and he couldn’t tear his eyes away from her lips wrapped around that bottle. She caught him staring so as she finished drinking, she kept her eyes locked with his. She ran her tongue over the bottle’s rim, before handing it back to him. 

“Decided that you like those huh?” He asked.

“Not as much as I liked the champagne we had last night, but it’ll do. Better than that crappy beer you drink.” She was wearing the diamond choker that he’d snagged out of a safe from one of the dead lords’ mansions and it glinted in the moonlight.

Fuck. Her in that bikini wearing that necklace made him think of the last time that she’d worn it and that’s all she’d been wearing at the time. “You want me to go get us a bottle of champagne?” He really didn’t want her answer to be yes, what he wanted…

“Champagne’s not what I’m in the mood for.” Her expression became a little more deviant as she slowly shook her head.

“No?” He questioned, silently thanking whatever was up there, because oh how he loved that little expression of hers and what it normally meant. “Whatcha in the mood for, Princess?”

“Get your ass in this pool and find out.” She pushed herself away from the pool and splashed him as she kicked her legs.

He slipped into the water and swam up to her catching her in an instant pinning her arms to her sides. “Oh now you’re in trouble.”

“Am I?” She questioned. “What’s the big bad Gecko gonna do to me, now that I’m at his mercy?” She wrapped her legs around his waist, rolling her hips and no doubt feeling how hard he already was.

He groaned, kissing her shoulder before trailing his mouth up her neck, suckling, and nipping as he went, relishing her frustrated sounds.

“Seth.” She tried to move against him again, but he pressed her against the pool wall, trapping her between the cement barrier and his hard body.

His tongue found the diamond choker. “Do you know what it does to me when you wear this?” He kept mapping her skin with his mouth until he reached her ear, nosing at it gently to get her to turn her head. He kissed that spot just below her ear and she squirmed in his arms. “I asked you a question, Baby Girl.”

“If you like it so much, why won’t you let me wear it when we’re on a job?” Even breathless and all hot and bothered, she still had all her sass.

She let out a surprised yelp as he spun her around to face away from him, flattening her palms against the rough cement as he blanketed her body with his. He traced the shell of her ear with his tongue as he growled, “Because bending you over a bank manager’s desk and fucking your brains out during a robbery is very unprofessional.” She whined and flexed her ass against his hardening cock, but instead of letting her get the friction she was after he crushed her against the stone wall.

“Seth.” She whimpered.

He grinned against her skin, teeth grazing the delicate skin at the junction of her neck and shoulder. He peppered kisses back up her neck, languidly taking his time enjoying the taste of her skin and sweat. “I want to make you feel so good, Princess, I really want to.” He blew over her ear, his heated breath making gooseflesh race over her exposed skin. “But I need something from you. Can you do something for me, Kate?”

“Anything.” She panted, straining her neck to try to capture him in a kiss. She was too tempting with that wanton expression in her eyes and let himself succumb to her for just a moment, kissing her deeply. Their tongues danced, beer and hard lemonade no doubt mingling, but all he drank in was her; her taste and the pure intoxication that fogged up his brain nearly every time they kissed.

“Be careful throwing the word ‘anything’ around, could get you in trouble, Princess.”

“I trust you.” She assured him, “What do you need from me, Handsome?”

God as cheesy as that nickname was, he loved to hear it from her breathless lips; he nuzzled her temple. “I want you to keep as still as possible. I want you to keep yourself braced against the edge of this pool, palms flat on the concrete, while I touch you, while I strip you, while I get you off and if you’re good through all of those things... I’ll fuck you, ‘til you beg me to stop. You think you can handle that? That gonna be too much for you?”

“You have no idea the things we do in my dreams.” Kate arched her neck granting him better access, “Do your worst.”

He bit down a little harder on the crook of her neck, making her squirm as he dragged his fingers up her arms. He slipped both hands under the water to knead her breasts, his knuckles scraping against the concrete. He moved away just enough to give himself some maneuvering room, impressed that she kept herself pinned to the wall, without his weight. He kept one hand on one of her breasts while the other untied the knot at the nape of her neck. “Come on back just a bit.” He coaxed smoothly his voice contrasting his actions as he yanked down her top, “That skin is so delicate, don’t want it scratched up.”

He teased her nipples, working her with one hand while the other danced over her entire body. He palmed at her thighs, groped her ass, and gripped her hip, thrusting against her… “Fuck Seth, I want…Fuck please, I need you.” She sobbed and with only two pieces of fabric between them, her cries only made him harder; want her more, if that was possible. He wanted to pull himself out of his swim trunks, haul her bikini to the side and fuck her in that instant; abandon his earlier plan, but this was an exercise in patience. “I want to touch you.”

“Not yet.” He soothed pressing his palm to her back and dragging it down her spine. He untied the second knot, clenching the top in his fist before setting in front of her. He kissed her cheek and she turned her face kissing him wildly, her body trembling, no doubt, from the effort of keeping herself still. “You are so beautiful. Christ the things you fucking do to me.” He untied the last two knots of her suit as he kissed her. When he dropped the second piece of fabric in front of her, he braced his arm over her chest but eliminating the space between their bodies as he slid a finger inside of her. “Fuck, how are you so wet already? Do I do that to you, Princess? Make you wet with just a few touches? Oh Baby Girl, this is gonna be so good for you. Let me be good to you.”

She tilted her hips a little, trying to get his finger in her deeper, “I swear to god, Seth, sometimes I think you could get me off with your mouth.”

He chuckled low, sucking the part of her neck he’d bit down on her earlier as he added a second finger. “Princess, I know I can get you off with my mouth. I can make you see God with my mouth. I’ve proven it, you were there.” He rutted against her as he worked her with his fingers, teasing and plundering her. “But you want me to get you off by talking dirty sometime, you just let me know.” She was already clenching around his fingers and her sounds were purely primal. “There you go... You can let go. I’ve got you.” He flicked her clit with thumbs and she arched against him.

“Holy hell, Seth!” She gasped as she came apart, her hips moving to the rhythm of his hand, but her hands were steadfast against that concrete.

“So pretty when you cum.” He rumbled into her wet hair. “Knowing I make you feel that good and I’m the only one that’s ever made you feel this good...Fuck you’re better than any drug; so much better than anything that I could put into my veins.” His hands started to wander over her skin again, coax her back up instead of letting her come down completely, he wanted her wild and hungry. He wanted to hear his name fall off her lips again, hear her ravenous. “I love you, Kate. Fuck I don’t know how I’m so lucky to have you, but fucking hell, I love you.”

“I love you too.” She echoed breathlessly before flexing her fingers. “I was so good, Seth.” She rolled her hips rubbing her ass against his dick. “Now make good on your deal. Fuck me ‘til I beg you to stop.”

He lifted her hands over her head, entwining their finger together, lifting her up just enough that when he lowered his head he could capture her nipple in his mouth. He licked and lapped until she started to struggle in his hold, so he let her hands go, sucking on her tit as she dug her fingers into his hair.

“Yes, yes, oh my god please.” She mewed. Fuck, she was more wound up than he realized. He switched to her other breast, paying it equal attention. She hooked him with one of her legs, forcing them closer. “I want you inside me, now! I’m supposed to be begging you to stop not begging to get going.” She growled using her feet to push down his shorts. “Show me what you got.”

He should have paused a million reasons, a condom being the most logical one, but instead, he kicked his shorts the rest of the way off and slammed into her. It was way too fast and he shouldn’t have buried himself so deep inside her so fast, but she dug her nails into his shoulders and screeched out a string of obscenities that could have made him blush. He kept his arm between her and the wall as he slammed into her over and over with her pleading with him for more. He tried to slow down, but it only made her restart her mantra of, “Harder, baby, please I want it harder.”

Her walls constricted on his cock and he bit down on the inside of his cheek as she shrieked out his name. He kept moving through her orgasm, not letting up instead forcing a hand between them flicking her clit between their bodies. She sobbed out something that sounded like, ‘no more,’ but it only made him shove into her harder, “What was that, Princess? Thought I was supposed to show you what I got.”

“I…I can’t���I…” She threw her head back, shaking it back and forth.

“Sure you can. I know you want to cum for me again.” He kissed her exposed throat, as he snapped his hips again. “Third time’s the charm, right? Cum for me again, Princess, take me with you this time.”

She writhed against him her nails stinging against the flesh of his back; he’d proudly show off those red stripes in the morning light. She tried to match him stroke for stroke, but their pace was starting to fall apart; she too hot, felt too good for him to keep up the pace. She suddenly grabbed his face, forcing him to look into her eyes, “I want you to cum with me, please Seth. You know I’m yours: your lover, your family, your partner, I’m your home. Be mine like I’m yours.”

He wasn’t the kind of guy that lost control during sex, he wasn’t. Okay, so maybe he wasn’t the most controlled person when it came to initiating sex and there was a time that he’d fall into bed with almost anyone, but the act of sex itself, he controlled himself. He knew what was going on and what his body was doing at all times, he didn’t lose control when he was with a woman. But having Kate’s hands on his face, hearing her confession, feeling her quaking around him, and staring into her eyes; he lost it. A few more erratic thrusts and her screaming his name and he spilled himself inside of her. He was shaking but managed to lean his back against the wall, panting into her shoulder.

“Shouldn’t have done that.” He huffed reality catching up just a bit.

Kate ran her fingers through his hair, “First of all don’t kill my orgasm-buzz, I want to go back to the room and fall into a sex-coma. Secondly, I am on the pill. Thirdly, birth control aside, I’m at the most infertile point of my cycle. Not ovulating so no babies.” She pinched his ear, “Can we go back to the room and be post-sex cuddly now?”

“I think I can manage that.” Seth got out of the pool and pulled Kate up with him. He snatched a towel from the chair wrapping it around her and scooping up her suit, before pulling his own back on. “Come on.” He kissed the top of her head and they made their way back to their room.

They paused by Richie’s room the TV was up so loud you could hear it through the closed door. Kate cocked her head to the side, “You think he’s okay? He’s got such good hearing that I normally can’t hear it when he’s watching it by himself.”

Seth knocked his knuckles against the door and it jerked open almost instantly, Richie did not look amused. Before Seth could ask what the hell the problem was Richie informed him. “Most people have sex in their rooms, that’s what hotel rooms are for.”

“Oh God!” Kate pressed herself against Seth’s back to hiding herself more completely. “What did you see?”

“Enough. I’ve been debating on compelling myself to forget what I’ve seen, but I’ve walked in on Seth so many times over the course of our lives that I’m concerned I’ll think I’m fourteen again.” Richie turned the TV off and pushed by Seth. “You two enjoy the rest of your evening.”

“Where are you going?” Seth questioned.

“Dinner, now that I can actually leave without feeling the need to impale my ear drums with an ice pick.” Richie waved them off and took off in the car.

“Well that was…” Kate fidgeted behind him, clearly still mortified. “He’s not really mad is he?”

“Naw.” Seth opened their door for her but slammed it shut behind him. He yanked the towel away from her making her yelp as he pressed her up against the door. “Best part is,” He kept his eyes on hers as he dropped to his knees and spread her legs. “I get to make you scream again.”

oops? I mean it’s the song’s fault. This was not my plan for today

[astriferias]

not to be dramatic but i would love to make some friends in the sethkate fandom

[thefatlannister]

I watched FDTD because of you and a few other people on my dash and I'm really enjoying it (up to 3.01), even if it's testing my tolerance for blood. S1 Seth is so protective of Kate.... even when he doesn't have to be? I love it. And my heart sunk when I watched the second episode of s2 and realized "oh no!!! This is where they separate!!" And I had my fingers crossed that at least they would cross paths in the s2 finale (Seth saving her from malvado!) but alas, not to be. Excited for s3!!

Bless you my sweet summer child…. honey ur in for a feast in season 3 get out your best China for this one

[miitzwrites]

I'm rewatching FDTD with my sister and how much I miss this fandom! I'm so very tempted to write a fic or something but the fandom is practically extinct :(

[mothkings]

"You want to play in the darkness, sunshine? You be my guest. I don't need this shit!" Season 2 SethKate genderswap

[alwaysupatnight]

001: for The Walking Dead (because I'm sure someone's beaten me to FDtD, but if not, them too! XD ) and keeping with the fandom, 002 for Bethyl

haha Okay that took longer than I expected. :P But thanks for asking, @sandalaris!! The rest is under a cut because this got long.

001 | TWD

(Just fyi this is pretty much just gonna be me screaming about Beth and Daryl XD)

Favorite character: Beth Greene!!

Least Favorite character: Dawn Lerner!! She killed my bff!!

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): bethyl. That’s it. I don’t have any other favorites. I hate everyone. Lol Okay fine maybe Richonne.

Character I find most attractive: I think Lori is pretty.

Character I would marry: Daryl

Character I would be best friends with: Beth and maybe Glenn

A random thought: They shouldn’t have killed off Carl

An unpopular opinion: C@rol is too much like Daryl’s mother to be in a romantic relationship with him

My canon OTP: BETHYL IDGAF

Non-canon OTP: I don’t think I have one…? Unless you count Bethyl but we’ve already established idgaf if they’re not actually canon XD

Most badass character: Michonne because the katana

Pairing I am not a fan of: Daryl and anyone who is not Beth Greene

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): BETH GREENE. HER DEATH MADE NO GODDAMN SENSE

Favorite friendship: Beth and Merle. I know they didn’t really have any interactions on-screen but I would’ve loved to see it. They would have gotten along great.

Character I want to adopt or be adopted by: I want to adopt Daryl. Lol He needs some love okay.

001 | FDTD

Favorite character: my beautiful stupid son Seth Gecko XD

Least Favorite character: Carlos, Sex Machine, and Sonja

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): sethkate. Also Kate/Rafa because they were precious.

Character I find most attractive: Okay but Monica was actually really freaking gorgeous?? Except of course when she got her eyeballs removed and implanted into her hands… she was less gorgeous then

Character I would marry: Seth even though he’s trashy af lol

Character I would be best friends with: Kate and Kalinda who would also be bffs with each other okay. Maybe Richie if he wasn’t so infuriating because I do actually find him hilarious and we both have shitty personalities XD

A random thought: Richie has a brain barrier like Bella Swan

An unpopular opinion: I can’t think of anything right now lol

My canon OTP: SETHKATE

Non-canon OTP: Maybe Kalinda/Scott because I’ve always thought they would be really cute. Also kinda into Dakota/Richie ngl.

Most badass character: Kate post Amaru (but also pre Amaru too lbr but specifically with her sword skills)

Pairing I am not a fan of: Seth/Kisa. They’re just too much alike in personality. They wouldn’t work out imo.

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): Freddie in season 3. WHY WAS HE JUST SITTING THERE HUGGING HIS WIFE AND KID WHILE KATE WAS LITERALLY ON THE FLOOR BLEEDING TO DEATH?!?! SCREAMING ABOUT IT

Favorite friendship: Kate and Kalinda is one I would’ve liked to have seen lol In canon I liked Seth and his culebra bff. Ugh why did he have to die!! :(

Character I want to adopt or be adopted by: Seth. Haha but I would also actually marry him so I would not be a good foster mom XD

002 | Bethyl

When I started shipping it: I think it was when episode 4.13 aired. But I had already been looking into it after 4.12 which was their bottle episode and it was THE GREATEST. But yeah, the “white trash brunch” and “oh” were what finally got me. lol

My thoughts: I haven’t been in the fandom for several years now and have barely touched the fanfic with the exception of one or two. I just can’t do it anymore tbh. I’ll never ship them the way I did back in summer of 2014. But I still love them with my whole heart.

What makes me happy about them: How Daryl was really able to open up to Beth and how she was able to help him heal a little bit.

What makes me sad about them: That we’ll never know what happened to Beth’s body. That Daryl will go on living and never being whole. I haven’t watched since 2014 so idk what is even happening on the show anymore and I don’t really care tbh.

Things done in fanfic that annoys me: When people would write “that girl is gonna be the death of him”. OMFG do you know how many times I had to read that?? IN PRACTICALLY EVERY FIC OKAY. IT GOT SO OLD. Also when people would portray Daryl as some illiterate hillbilly. lmfao not right

Things I look for in fanfic: I don’t read fanfic for that fandom anymore. But I really loved the fix-it fics and basically all the modern aus. Idk I read practically every fic I came across back in the day. There wasn’t too much I wouldn’t read at the height of my obsession.

My kinks: Beth being alive

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other:  Welp.

My happily ever after for them: Beth isn’t actually dead and comes home and Daryl gets to have his young wife back

Who is the big spoon/little spoon: Daryl is totally the little spoon are you kidding me? lol As if that hug from behind wasn’t proof enough. My boy needs all the comfort.

What is their favorite non-sexual activity: haha idk I haven’t thought about these two like this in forever. But I guess Beth singing and playing instruments and Daryl listening and finding peace through her presence in his life. Beth was actual sunshine.

[stargazerdaisy]

SHIP HISTORY MEME

Embrace your past and get to know your friends’ fandom origins!

Rules: Post gifs of your fandoms / ships starting with your most current hyperfixation and work backwards. (Bonus points if you share any stories about how or when you got into that ship! But not necessary!!) Then tag anyone whose fandom history you’d like to learn about!

I was tagged by @hithelleth - Thank you!  

The Rookie - Lucy Chen x Tim Bradford

Since we’re going form most recent to oldest, I must start with an Honorable mention to Katie trying to brainwash me with Chenford.  This may end up being a new ship, if I watch the damn show, because right now I’m rather obsessed with these pretty idiots.

Star Wars - Rey x Kylo Ren/Ben Solo

Technically this came before some of these others (i.e. when I watched The Last Jedi), but Reylo is one of my current hyperfixations.  This is a complicated, problematic at times ship, but oh how I love them, for their potential more than anything.  I’m also not heartbroken by the end of TROS, but I get an not-insignificant amount of joy at them being made canon (and I’m just laughing at the novelization trying to walk that back. Nice try, neeeever gonna happen.).

The Code - Maya Dobbins x John ‘Abe’ Abraham

There are no gifs for them as a couple, because they were never even hinted at being a ship in the show, but in a demonstration of my absolute susceptibility, @vesperass-anuna talked me into shipping them in about 4 minutes and 36 seconds and I have a whole AU sketched out with her and several started and not quite finished fics.  

Supergirl - Kara Danvers x Mon-El

I didn’t want to ship it, I didn’t like him at first, but he grew and changed, and seeing his devotion to Kara won me over.  And I won’t lie, knowing they fell in love in real life and got married and are now having a baby makes it even sweeter to me.  The key here was growth for both of them, and I think Season 3 really showed that.  I will always love Karamel, even though they’ve both moved on.

From Dusk Til Dawn - Seth Gecko x Kate Fuller

Yeah, I shipped them before I ever watched the stupid show.  That one is squarely on Evie.  She was megashipping them and got me to read fic (total, complete AUs) and I loved it all so much, that I had to watch the show.  It’s really not my type of show, and it was totally different than what I was expecting (how did I not know about the snake vampires?!?!?), but I ended up enjoying it sooooo much and shipping SethKate even harder.

and dammit, even though I’ve basically given up hope for a Season 4, they still have not ever officially said it was cancelled

Agents of SHIELD - Skye/Daisy Johnson x Grant Ward

SKYEWARD IS MY HEART AND SOUL AND THE REASON I AM HERE AND ACTIVE ON TUMBLR AND MADE SOME OF MY BEST FRIENDS.  These two.  THESE TWO TOTAL IDIOTS, HOW I LOVE THEM.  They are opposites in a lot of ways, but also have so much in common, and their chemistry is just magnificent.  If you look at a lot of my other ships, you’ll see a lot of common dynamics with this one.  I will never ever ever get over them, I will be in this trash can for the rest of my life, and I will never see anyone else as their soulmates*.  These two belong together and you can (and should) project that on my tombstone.

*That doesn’t mean I hate anyone else either of them have been paired with.  I truly don’t.  There’s a lot about the Lincoln x Daisy relationship that I quite appreciated, and I was once again sucked into a ship by Ves, so I ship the OT3 of Skye x Ward x Lincoln, but I will always ship Skyeward above anything else.

Doctor Who - The Doctor x Rose Tyler

Behold, the ship that brought me to fandom.  I really never sought out additional material beyond a tv show/movie before.  But after Season 2 ended so heartbreakingly (and I knew exactly how it ended before I watched), I needed more.  I couldn’t just let them go.  I was 29 years old and started searching for fanfic.  And started reading it voraciously.  That is what actually brought me to tumblr in the first place.  I had exhausted Pinterest, but could see that tumblr was the source of a lot of what I loved, so I started an account and began exploring.  I didn’t really understand how it worked, or even used it super often, but it taught me the framework of fandom, so when later ships crashed and burned hit me, I knew where to go and what to look for.  

(two gifs, because Nine and Ten)

Alias - Sydney Bristow x Michael Vaughn

THE SHIP I SHIPPED BEFORE THE TERM SHIP WAS COMMONLY USED.  I started watching this show back in high school, with my dad; missed a season when I didn’t have cable; got back into it when my boyfriend (now husband) bought me the DVDs for my birthday; and sucked in most of his roommates as we watched it together.  It was pivotal for me and I will forever be so thrilled these two made it.

And Last but oh so not least,

Anne of Green Gables - Anne Shirley x Gilbert Blythe

I was raised on watching the Anne of Green Gables and Anne of Avonlea miniseries’.  As in, I still have the VHS tapes that I watched as a gradeschooler AND the DVDs and can recite almost the entire scripts.  I. LOVE. THEM.  I’ve read the whole series of books multiple times and just keep praying that my kids will read and love them someday. 

And let me just tell you, revisiting them as an adult, steeped in fandom and shipping dynamics, I realized just how much I have a Type™ and how these two really were the foundation for all of that.  

Gosh, this was so fun!  Thank you again, Hith!

I tag: @firstdegreefangirl, @evieoh, @orlissa, @ttinycourageous, @aurorafiberarts, @agenthaywood, @estrangedtimelord, @in-the-moving-castle, @diamondsmash​

[fortysevenswrites]

Catch up game

Tagged by a bunch of people over the last few days

Three ships: Kastle from The Punisher, SethKate from FDTD, and Chenford from The Rookie

Last song I listened to: marjorie by Taylor Swift

Currently watching: Below Deck on Bravo, because it’s my Monday night trash TV

Currently reading: Rich As F*ck by Amanda Frances

How’s it going? Uh, I’ve caught a bit of the ugh today, because the weather has changed and my body doesn’t like that. On the positive side, it’s going to rain later this week, and I love the rain. I have to go to the market tomorrow and I don’t want to. Ya know, adult shit

Tagging: anyone who sees this, but I’m not tagging anyone because I literally don’t remember who’s already tagged me and can’t be assed to look. If you wanna, consider yourself tagged!

[livetogether--diealone]

Aaksdfrgtlhyjl the SethKate fanvids on YT soooooo true, what a time to be alive, truly iconic ✨

I was looking for something else entirely that i had saved and i came across a whole ass playlist of them i made, past me knew, there goes half of my evening (i need to stop myself from going to ao3). What a ship honestly 🤌 This series was so trash it was camp i loved it so much

[ambrosiaswhispers]

Could you write Sethkate - she's mad at him because he almost "let" Amaru kill him to touch her, and she would have just had to watch? :( Ends in hot passion-loving kissing!

Whew boy… some of these prompt end up running long. I really like the beginning of it, with her thought process. I’m not completely sold on the switch. I  LOVED this prompt. I hope I did it justice. SethKate for sure. 

Without A Fight (…but there is a fight)  

Sometimes she thinks that they’ve taught her to steal too well.That it’s now often too easy and too second nature. She’s sitting alone on thetrunk of the black Camero with a Pal-Mal that she’d pilfered from Richie packhanging out of her mouth and whiskey-sour that she took from Seth’s desk in her hands. Stealing a thing isn’t a thing. It doesn’t bother her to steal from them and why should it? They stole herfirst. She’s not really angry at them, but her anger is overwhelming on nightslike this when she wakes up from a nightmare.

Nights like tonightwhen she dozed off listening to the boys plan their next job and the next thingshe knew she was waking up to the haunted memories of the last moments of livesAmaru took. Pulling someone's​ soul away from them, that is the type of stealing from which there is no redemption from. She knows on some logical level that she had no control over what Amaru had done, but some nights that knowledge was simply no comfort.

The doctor had been thinking about his wife and children,how he loved them and how he was going to a break his promise to be at his daughter’ssoccer game. The nurse had been thinking about how he was only at this job fora few more days. Manola couldn’t believe that she was dying in front of herlover and she didn’t want Kisa to blame herself. Her brother had been broken; seeing her in the flesh, all his thoughts were consumedwith God’s judgement. Richie’s mindwas a mess: the logical half screaming to fight back, while the rest of wantedto save her. All of them, every soul that Amaru took felt fear and panic; noneof them had wanted to die. But Seth…

When Amaru touched Seth all she felt was devastating guiltand how he deserved this. It wasn’t like the remorse that Scott felt, because hewas still trying to resist, but Seth hadn’t even tried to fight back. He stoodthere and took it, just let her start to kill him… And for what? For the sakeof guilt? For some twisted sense of he’dearned it? Penance? She’d begged him to kill her. She didn’t want to watchhim die or let that twisted demon kill anyone else, but he didn’t even try to stopher.

She throws the glass across the parking lot and it shattered against the pavement. She fights the urge to just start screaming. The backdoor opens and closes behind her and it’s only a single puff of the cigarettebefore she smells gun-oil and earthy aftershave.

“You alright, Princess?” He leans against the car, closeenough to, but not quite touching her.

She flicks the cigarette way and watches it snuff itself outon the wet pavement. “Peachy.” She’s trying to remember all the relaxationtechniques that she’s learned over the past few months so she doesn’t explode.Her ears feel hot and she’s still thinking about screaming consequences bedamned.

“Yeah you sure sound like it.” He huffs, because he hatessecrets, hates it when he doesn’t know what the people around him are thinking.“You take my drink, just to break the glass?

“Take it out of my cut.” She growls.

He arches his eyebrow, “What the hell is up your craw?”

“Nothing. I’m allowed to be mad.”

“Okay. So what the fuck are you so pissed about?”

She grinds her teeth together. “You.”

“Me? I didn’t do anything!” He pushes himself away from the carand looks up as rain drops start pinging on the cars in the lot.

“That’s the problem.” She folds her arms over her chest.

He looks agitated, “I’m not playing this game. I’m notplaying the pronoun game where you say something cryptic and then we play twentyquestions until you finally tell me what’s got you so pissed. You want to tellme; then tell me.  We need to get insidebefore this damn rain hits us. Come on.”

Lightning illuminates the parking lot and the rain startspouring down on them. He grabs her hands and jerks her off the car, trying todrag her back into Jed’s, but she resists. She doesn’t want to go back inside,she’s angry and she doesn’t care about the rain.

“I’d rather play in the darkness, thank you.” She snipspulling her hands away and planting her feet. There’s this rush in herears, screaming at her to push all of his buttons. Make him pay for all thepain he caused her, so she picks words that’ll bring up bad memories.

He advances into her space, much like he did in thoseMexican motels, when she’d challenge him and he’d reach by her to collect hisdrugs. This time his eyes aren’t angry, there’s almost a softness to them as hegets so close she can feel his body heat, despite the chill of the rain. “What iswrong? What didn’t I do? You gottatalk to me.”

She has to look up when he’s this close, he’s got a fewinches on her and it used to intimidate her, but those days are long gone. “Youwere going to let her kill you.”

“Who? The guard at the bank? She never even touched her gun.I had…”

“Amaru.” She digs her nails into her palms, she hates sayingthat name out loud. “You didn’t even resist when she tried to try to take yoursoul. You were going to let her kill you.”

He blinks and whether it’s from the rain or her words sheisn’t sure. “It’s not like I knew what was happening.”

“Bullshit.” She calls him out, jamming her finger into hischest. “You felt exactly what she was doing and were going to let her. I couldhear you, thinking some twisted idea about how you deserved it.”

“I did. I did deserve it.” He growls looming over her now,but not touching. “All that shit I put you through. I deserved…”

“Well I didn’t deserve it. I didn’t deserve to watch youdie. You think I wanted to watch that?” He steps back slightly but sheadvances back into his space, not letting him get away. “Do you have any idea howthat felt?!? Her laughing in my mind about you being a sacrificial lamb! Do youknow what it would have done to me to watch you die? How my heart would havebroken…”

His hands are suddenly buried in her hair and his mouth ison hers insistent, demanding more with every inch he takes. The rain ispouring down now, but she barely feels it. All can she feel is his heat. He’s alive and he’s here. She grabs histie to pull him closer and moans as he forces his tongue into her mouth,deepening the kiss. One of his hands leaves her hair and grips her hip, pullingher flush with him while he backs her up against the car. She gasps as his mouthfinds her neck, biting and mouthing his way down as one of his hands slipsunder her shirt.

The rain is soaking them, but she doesn’t care. She wantsthis…She just wants. She’s achy and needy and her body feels so raw as hepours all of his energy into her like a electricity. She’s hot and cold all atthe same time and she just doesn’t know what to do with all of it. She’s hungryand there’s this overpowering emptiness that needs to be filled. She wants tofeel this, feel him. How can she be mad at him one moment and letting him gropeher the next. Maybe she’s just going mad. Richie told her once that love is the ultimate insanity and the cure for it all wrapped up together. All she knows is that she needs Seth and everything he’s giving her. She digs her nails into his shoulder as she pushes herself back up on the trunk.

“Tell me to stop.” He snarls against her ear, there’s a low,dangerous quality to his voice that she forgot he had, but instead of scaringher it makes her grind against him. She wants all of him, the dangerous part,the gentle part…she wants all of it. She wants him. “Tell to me stop, Kate.”

She doesn’t.

Great prompt so much fun! Thanks for it, anon. Love to my Loves.

[jameslovships]

With the way they handled Cristian’s and Nano’s characters I doubt we’ll get any good stuff from the remaining characters as to how Carla Lu and Nadia are doing maybe more mention of Nadia because of Guzman but seeing that carmuel literally was thrown in the trash Samuel is probably going to move on and perhaps a new love interest in season 4 if that happens I’m out

I can’t, I’m sorry. I can’t sit back and watch Samu fall in love with someone other than Carla. I honestly believe the writers aren’t this stupid. I don’t think they could have anticipated Carmuel would set fans as much as they did. But I do think they knew Carmuel is such a special season. Everything will come full circle. I’m choosing to believe that t4 will open our hearts and our minds.

I also think Cayetana’s blood on the bottle may resurface old wounds, and the return of old characters. But srsly, if the writers do introduce a new love interest, you cannot replicate chemistry.

(Credit: @sethkate) I mean, c’mon??? Have you ever seeen a hotter scene?

[asexual-fandom-queen]

Those songs are great. Mine is Cigarettes After Sex - Nothing's Gonna Hurt You Baby. Almost an anthem. You could have written in 3 Sethkate scenes what would they have been?

Ooh, thanks for the song rec. I’ll have to check it out!

I’m really multishipper trash, honestly, so it’s hard for me to say if I could have written my perfect three SethKate scenes in canon what they would have been? I don’t necessarily think I’d have changed anything in the existing seasons, except maybe drawling out the “Going to Xibalba” thing to make it more of a season arc for a hypothetical season 4. Then you’d have seen a lot of Seth on the outside looking to get Kate and Richie back, and because I’m a multishipper and love me some RichieKate too, there would have been more scenes with a RichieKate reconciliation and learning to be partners in Xibalba, which would have been nice. Even if not from a romance angle, then at least to better explain how Kate ends up fitting in so seamlessly as one of Los Tres Geckos in the finale. I get where they weren’t going to get another season, they wrapped things up as well as they could, but in an ideal world, I’d have liked to see more of that.   

If I was gonna add a scene to existing canon, I would have loved a “Kate waking up from a nightmare and being comforted by Seth” scene, or vice versa, set during the Mexican Honeymoon. Something a little bit more to show the growth of their relationship from “last of their families left alive” to allies, and maybe even people who genuinely like and trust each other. 

Then in a hypothetical season 4 where Kate’s with the Geckos, I’d have been a sucker for a “Kate takes a slug in the arm on a job gone wrong” thing where Seth has to clean her wound and stitch her up from rudimentary supplies in a crappy motel because I think hurt/comfort and angst mixed with a breathtaking kind of tenderness is where this ship shines. 

[aprincess-cutfrommarble]

reblog/like if you post FDTD and/or sethkate. I just binged all of season 1 and most of season 2. I need more people to follow and I need to talk about this show..

[astarkey]

I’m such trash for sethkate that when I listen to some of my favorite songs, that are in no way affiliated with the damn show, I can’t even listen to them the same anymore because it’ll just remind me of them, and I’ll be on the verge of crying because their love is so real. 

[emberfaye]

So the other day I watched “From Dusk til Dawn” (The movie) with my husband, and then I wanted to read fanfiction of it and found out there was a series, and Seth/Kate was majorly shipped so I started reading the fanfiction. I’ve read all the fics of them on ao3 (like, yes, all 26 pages of fanfic since Monday night) and have since started watching the series, of which I only have the last episode of season 1 to watch.

So I guess what I’m saying is, my name is Faye and I’m sethkate trash.