#the more i think about it the angier i get

[harmonic-intervention]

So while I am all burnt-out for fix-it fics for now, I still wanna write down my idea for a kind of crack-y fix-it. I'll probably write it one day, but I wanna focus on other things. Still, enjoy my word vomit.

Buck is stuck in a time loop.

The night after Tommy breaks up with him and he goes drown his sorrows in beer at Eddie's, Buck wakes up in his bed on the morning of their six month anniversary.

The first time it happens, he's confused, chalks it off to a bad case of deja vu. Only it happens exactly the same. All of it.

The night after Tommy breaks up with him, Buck wakes in his bed. On the morning of their six months anniversary.

Buck goes through the motions three more times, and it all ends up the same. And he always ends in his bed that same day, never moving forward, and he believes that this is his chance to fix it.

Only he's not sure what he's supposed to fix. He tries several things.

He doesn't bring up women at the date. He still wakes up in his bed on the day of their six month anniversary.

He doesn't ask Tommy to move in with him. He still wakes up in his bed on the day of their six month anniversary.

When Tommy asks him "What's up?" and flicks his eyes down suggestively, Buck takes him up on it. He still wakes up in his bed on the day of their six month anniversary.

He asks for a last-minute restaurant change. He still wakes up in his bed on the day of their six month anniversary.

He gets Tommy something for their anniversary. He still wakes up in his bed on the day of their six month anniversary.

He takes the things in, he analyzes what happens. He keeps waking up back at square one. He guesses it means that every time, he and Tommy end the same way.

He changes things. He makes sure he's perfect. And every single time, he still wakes up in his bed on the day of their six month anniversary.

He wakes up, and he is angry. He is furious. He goes to Tommy's before they agreed to meet up. Finds him in the garage, and Tommy's smile when he sees him makes him angier. He yells at Tommy, screams all the hurt and confusion out, and Tommy kicks him out. Buck sits through the next day on his own, and finds a box of his things in the evenening when Tommy was supposed to come over. When Buck tries to call Tommy, it doesn't connect. He wakes up in his bed on the day of their six month anniversary.

He goes down that route all too easily, taking out his pain and frustration on a Tommy that hasn't even done anything yet. He still wakes up in his bed on the day of their six month anniversary.

He keeps doing it. Until he says something, and after everything that happened, he can't remember what, and Tommy looks at him, betrayal in his eyes, and he says that he was wrong, that Buck is just like everyone else. He wakes up in his bed on the day of their six month anniversary, and he welcomes it.

He sits down. Thinks about things. The next couple of times, he takes note of what really happens. He remembers what Tommy said in the heat of unexpected arguments. He stops Tommy from leaving immediately, and they talk about a couple of things. He still wakes up in his bed on the day of their six month anniversary.

He tries. He tries to remember every little tidbit. He tries. At the dinner, he has something for Tommy. When the woman comes up, he tells her he's on a date with his boyfriend. When he asks Tommy about women, and Tommy brings up Abby, Buck tells him the truth. He opens his heart a little, and he knows the moment Tommy gets scared because he's seen it so many times now. He takes Tommy's hand, asks him not to leave, to talk. He knows the moment Tommy decides to be brave, because he's been waiting for that for so long. They go home. They talk. They stay in the next day, and Buck doesn't go talk to Maddie and Josh. They don't go see a movie, and they're exhausted, but they have sex. They fall asleep in Buck's bed together.

Buck wakes up in his bed, and he's terrified he's back on the day of their six month anniversary. If this wasn't enough for them not to crash and burn, he doesn't know what will.

Only there is warmth in his back. An arm wrapped around his waist. And a mouth on his shoulder. A voice against his skin, whispering "Thank you."

Buck lets himself be held. He relaxes into Tommy's arms. He did it. They made it. In the most important moment, when Buck finally fully reached out to Tommy, Tommy reached back. They're making it right in this moment.

[jusalle]

★ Kylian Mbappe Imagine ★

• reporters •

(Also suggtions or request are open so I'll gladly do them!💙)

"Go Mon Amour, I'll be fine" you said softly to Kylian.

Currently, Kylian had to do a interview. It wasn't a big one, it was almost as if a press conference.

Kylian simply didn't want to go cause he wanted just to go home and be with you.

Although Kylian dosn't want to go, if you tell him to go, he goes for you.

So in end, he ends up going.

" Good luck Ky" you smiled at your fiance and went to go chance in the lockerooms as your fiance goes into the press conference room.

You had to change since you finished practice with Kylian. Since the both of you played for PSG.

And yes, you were in the mens division, sadly to say.

You loved to be on the same team as your Fiance. It was wonderful, but it had its cons to it to but there was of course PSG fans that didn't support a women being in a men's division.

You understood why but you were a good player and you benefited the team.

Kylian has seen the things people have said about you and it simply bugs him. Even though it shouldn't and you've told him it dosnt matter, still it still annoys him.

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As Kylian walked in the room. He saw flashing lights and more people there than usual

He walked to his seat and saw people raise there hands up immediately.

As he picked people to ask him questions, most of the questions were just either about his stats or somthing that's been happening with team members.

As time went on he noticed that the reporters were asking questions about you now and then, but they were all about how your stats in a mens division.

He didn't mind the questions atfirst but they were getting more hateful towards you and he started to get annoyed. He just wanted to go home.

As he took his last question, he was happy it was his last question but it caught him off guard.

" As we know Y/n is your fiance and all but simply I don't think she should be allowed to be on the men's division and I think many people agree and her stats haven't been the best-.. she's simply dreadful"

Simply by that Kylian was furious. You were the best player he knew, if you were good enough to get on the men's division, that simply shows something.He already hated how people talked to you on social media. Then now he has to deal with this stupid idiot.

" At least her stats are better than some other people's. You cannot talk down on somebody when you don't even simply fucking know them. Your talking as if you can do any better" Kylian said as he scoffed

" You people act, as if your simply better than her. She's a women in a mens division and that shows somthing." Kylian said as his voice was even more angier than before.

The reporter was simply shocked at Kylians outrage, he didn't expect it to say the least.

Kylian knew this was going to be everywhere but he didn't care, he had to get it off his chest sooner or later.

Kylian got up from his chair and he was so angry he didn't even want to talk no more or even look at the reporter.

He walked out the room and saw his teamates with worried faces which indicated they saw what happened.

Kylian simply ignored them, he didnt do it to be rude, he simply was irritated and didn't want to take his anger out on his friends.

He walked to the lockerooms and saw you getting your bags.

You heard footsteps so you turned and saw Kylian but he looked irritated.

"Mon Amour, what happend?" you said softly as you walked up to Kylian and pressed your hand on his right cheek.

He just stared into your eyes, not awnsering your question.

" Kylian? What's wrong?" You said softly once again.

You saw in his eyes, that he was conflicted to tell you but he decided in the end to tell.

" They kept talking shit about you Mon Amour, how your somehow dreadful? And you shouldn't be on a men's team, it's all bullshit Y/n, then even on social media they talk about you Amour. You know I hate when people do that, I just got mad at the reporter and blew up on him" Kylian said with soft eyes

You simply signed to Kylian and looked at him.

" Mon Amour, you didn't need to do that, you know. They all talk Ky, you should know that by now." you said as Kylian frowned.

" You don't deserve the hate or comments you get Mon Amour, I simply just was completely done with the hate and I had to say something" He said as he stared into your eyes.

At that point, you understand how your fiance felt and you weren't mad, you just felt like you didn't deserve him.

He's simply to good for you.

You didn't say anything as you pulled Kylian closer into a gentle kiss as saying 'thank you'.

" I really don't deserve you Ky. I really dont" You said softly

Kylian simply chuckles at your comment

" I think it's the other way around Mon Amour. I think you simply to good for me Amour, I love you so much" Kylian said as he put his lips next to your ear as your body felt weak.

" I love you to Ky" as you smiled at Kylian

Both of you stopped looking at eachother when both of your phones went off like crazy at the same time.

The both of you confused, looking at your phones.

As you looked at your phone the first thing you saw made you smile and chuckle.

"Kylian Mbappe has an outrage against an reporter for the reporter talking bad about his fiance Y/n L/n. What a lovely couple" you said repeating what you were seeing to Kylian as you chuckled.

As you read that Kylian face flushed and looked away from you.

" it was expected sooner or later Ky, the media is fast especially in the sports area" you said as you look at Kylian with a small smile.

" Ky my love don't worry, people have to understand why you did it. I'll even say somthing if I have to Ky"

That got Kylians attention and now he was facing you.

" it's fine Mon Amour, well work past it, the both of us" Kylian said with a smile

That made you knees go weak and you didn't know why but it just did.

" I love you Kylian, I don't think you understand how much I do" you said grinning at Kylian.

" I love you more Y/n"

" that's impossible Kylian"

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Hello my lovlies ik this one is eh but I havnt posted in awhile, but I just hadn't had any ideas or anything 😞 but I'll probably try to post everyday! I hope you lovlies enjoy this short one and I apologize if it isn't the best.💙🤍

[iamnmbr3]

Isn't it funny that Cormac makes Harry angier than Draco ever does? Cormac got on Harry's nerves for ONE YEAR (6th year) but Draco did it for FIVE YEARS and the things Draco did were much meaner than Cormac , the worst things he does are interfering in how Harry manages quidditch team and/or sometimes appearing suddenly behind him to just talk to him or sth. But harry behaves him so aggressively like he just comments and harry's like: shut up i myself know how to do it i'm the captain! Or i will cast a spell i know nothing about on him if he appears once again behind me(although he ended up casting it on draco, that was the first spell came in his mind and it wasn't actually his intention while it was read as "for enemies" and you know that harry considered him as his enemy, now that he's gonna try some new spell on someone, he's not?!!!😏)

some people say it's because harry doesn't care about draco at all cuz everyone like cormac or snape can irritate harry more. I wanted to know your opinion about the whole topic

Yeah absolutely wild that he uses HBP spells on Filch and Crabbe and intends to use one one Cormac...but never Draco. Even though he and Draco have not gotten along for over 5 years by this point and Draco broke his nose and he suspects Draco of being a Death Eater on an evil mission.

I think the way that Harry interacts with Cormac or Zacharias Smith really highlights how different his relationship with Draco is. His feelings for Cormac or Zacharias are uncomplicated dislike. He doesn't like them.

He doesn't care about them. If they're around him he might be hostile to them or if they do something to annoy him he might think about getting even. But otherwise he doesn't care. He doesn't know the names of their grandparents or if they have a pet or what kind of packages they get from home or notice their mood or have the ability to gauge their thoughts and feelings from a glance.

With Draco it's so much more complicated. Their fates are deeply intertwined. And yes there's rivalry and enmity. But there's so much more. Harry cares about what Draco is thinking and feeling. And he can never bring himself to feel quite as much aggression towards him as he should given the context. Because there's something in Draco that he's drawn to, some connection, some spark of chemistry and deep understanding that connects them. They watch each other and they dance around each other and they know and understand each other in a really unique way.

[chongoblog]

FUCK IT IM GOING TO TALK ABOUT THE PRESTIGE (2006) WHICH IS MY FAVORITE MOVIE EVER

Okay this was originally just gonna be a silly addition to a shitpost but I'm dedicating a whole ass post so I can gush about The Prestige (2006), which is my favorite movie of all time.

Before I go into it, here's what it's about. Some of you may be familiar with the plot of The Prestige, but for those of you who aren't, do not be alarmed, the summary that you're about to read is considered safe. And any spoilers are after the read more.

The Prestige is a movie directed by Christopher Nolan, who also did Memento, Inception, and Dark Knight, which are all also incredible, but I'll save rambles on those for a later day or for a white guy who makes film-based video essays on Youtube. The story revolves around two rival magicians played by Hugh Jackman and Christian Bale, leading to it being called "Batman vs. Wolverine: Magic Edition ft. David Bowie". Oh yeah also David Bowie is in this as Nikola Tesla. The movie opens with a magic show that ends with the death of Wolverine, with Batman being the primary suspect. The story is framed as Batman reading through Wolverine's diary in jail as they attempt to learn one another's tricks.

Just like any magic show, learning the secret to the tricks reframes parts of the movie, so I'm putting the actual analysis behind this spoiler cut. If you haven't seen The Prestige yourself, PLEASE find a way to watch it. I can't recommend it enough.

Okay, now that the noobs are gone, I'm gonna refer to them by Angier and Borden instead of Wolverine and Batman. And now that you know the twist because you TOTALLY didn't open the read more without watching it, we'll call the surviving Borden twin "Fallon", since the difference between the two twins is a very big part of the movie.

Before I go into anything I'm gonna say this miscellaneous thing because I literally just realized it after loving this movie for YEARS. This story contains the feud of two visionaries who constantly sabotaged and stole from one another while they tried to do amazing things in their field, and such a feud led to some significant violence. But anyway, enough talking about Tesla and Edison, let's get onto the actual story of Angier and Borden. (As snarky as that comparison was, it really adds to the speeches Tesla gives Angier, along with the parallel between cats and birds but thats a whole other rant)

One thing I adore about the movie is that it addresses a theme of sacrifice in exchange for spectacle. Sacrifices had to be made in order to put on a show. Borden obviously knew this perfectly well, since he was actively playing out that sacrifice. But Angier was obsessed with discovering a way to bypass that sacrifice. You can see this with how Borden's far less bothered by killing birds while Angier has Cutter create contraptions to save the birds. Angier begins to understand the sacrifice while using a double, but even the sacrifice of being under the stage while the audience applauds is too much for him. In the end, Angier DOES sacrifice, but also doesn't. His sacrifice isn't half of his life in the way Borden/Fallon's is (with each one living half of a life), but living half of the life by way of Russian Roulette (with entering the machine either killing him or letting him live his full life). Ironically the "die or live a full life" thing comes back for the Borden/Fallon combo in the end.

And you could be forgiven for thinking that perhaps since Angier is attempting to find a way to create spectacle without harm, he's in the right here. After all, in the end, the only thing he's truly sacrificing is himself. While Borden/Fallon's lifelong sacrifice had a dramatic impact on Sally and Olivia (the two main characters who truly did nothing wrong and did not deserve this), if Angier just did this trick and called it a day, it wouldn't hurt anyone except his own clones, which seemed to accept the coin flip. But the other aspect of Angier (and to a somewhat lesser extent Borden, and to an WAY LESSER extent Fallon) is obsession with being the best. And in terms of that particular theme, I think that the film says all it needs to about that.

I'm sure I could go on, but I've spent the last few days adding more and more to this draft so I figure I should just let it go into the world. I love this movie so so much you guys.....

[ride-thedragon]

NETTLES' IMPORTANCE TO DAEMON'S STORY

So I've been seeing this come up often enough now, so I'll talk about it. Discrediting Nettles' impact on Daemon ruins his character arc.

Nettles comes into his life around the same time Rhaenyra is distressed and grieving. He meets her, if not a bit before, when they are both in King’s Landing, where Rhaenyra is executing people and is described, when the news of Jace’s death comes up, as 'hardened'.

Nettles also notably has a reaction to Jace’s death. She is seen with tears leaving streaks through the soot on her face after fighting with and losing him during the battle.

Then Daemon comes back, with the death of two sons apparently on his conscious, to a hardened Rhae Rhae, and they fly to Kings Landing.

After that, they shortly leave for Maidenpool, where all the rumours and their story come from. The baths, flying and sleeping together, eating, teaching, and doting with Nettles all come up.

Before this, we had the attack on Harrenhall and Blood and Cheese.

A lot of Daemon's worst qualities and moments happen at Rhaenyra's side in the books and on the show. His best is with Laena, who he loves in the books and is away from court in the show and Nettles, who he cares for and protects in the books.

It's a bit strange to reduce her to just an innocent child or a Mentee when we read their relationship described in the books.

A lot of people also reduce his decisions in the end to come to the strange conclusion that it was all for Rhaenyra. Let's start there

1. He threatens a maester at his home

This maesters walks in on him talking softly to Nettles and gives him the declaration for Nettles to die and for him to return. He holds Dark sister to him and asks if there's anyone outside, not explaining why he's doing it yet to Nettles.

2. How their last night is spent.

This is a point in the books that the maester didn't record how they spent their last night together, only that they do.

3. She leaves in tears.

She leaves Daemon in tears while Caraxes screeches near Daemon loud enough to shatter Jon Quil's tower

4. The house they are at then changes to team green.

Maidenpool is loyal until Rhaenyra’s decree that would break guests right in Westeros. They also said that no matter Nettles' crimes (treason, sleeping with Daemon), they can't kill her under their roof. They also understand that Daemon won't come back to enforce the consequences of their treason.

5. Daemon defies Rhaenyra

This is a part many people get confused with. Daemon defies Rhaenyra.

Nettles is sent there with Daemon because he understands he doesn't survive without her in the fight. Vhagar is huge and a massive threat. If Daemon goes solo, he dies

Then Rhae Rhae sends her decree to kill Nettles and has Daemon return at her side. Neither of those things happened.

He sends Nettles away and goes to fight Vhagar alone. Dying most likely afterward. That's defience and sends the message that he did not want to return to her side.

6. He's lived long enough. that's something they can agree on.

Those are the last things Daemon and Aemond say to each other allegedly.

That's where his story ends. He fights and dies. He's grown, matured, avenged, and found peace by the end of his life. Nettles is the reason he's read as morally grey.

I don't care about the nature of their relationship, mostly because I think a clear reading allows for the fact that it managed to dip its toes in everything we are told it could be.

But it's safe to say Nettles wouldn't be in the best place after her first battle. She loses her leader, a friend it seems, and kills a lot of people like herself from Driftmark.

Then, when the queen gets angier and more isolated, without the promises being made and given to the other dragonseeds, Nettles is sent with a strange man to fight the world's largest war machine.

But by the time we see her again, her and Daemon have a routine, find comfort in each other, she's cared for by him, and she cries as she leaves him. Not when Daemon makes his cute little remarks, a Queen’s words a whore's work line, not she's accused of Treason and sentenced to death, but when she leaves the person who was a literal stranger 4 months before.

That's a good light to leave Daemon in. She doesn't think he'd kill her, for Rhaenyra even though we can assume she may knew about Blood and Cheese or at least have an understanding for what Targaryens do for the people they love being around, Jace, Baela and later Rhaenyra and literally fighting a battle for it.

She doesn't hesitate to ask him what's wrong when he's literally holding a sword to someone and after reading it doesn't feel the need to run or leave or plea for her life. Something uncharacteristically strange for Daemon to create an environment for, especially when it comes to Rhaenyra’s words.

He killed a man in front of the king and the court when she shook her head, telling him to do it. And actively protects her and her kids from the 'obvious' bastard thing.

All this to say if Nettles isn't a bit concerned that Daemon will kill her when Rhaenyra commands it, leaves Daemon in tears, and Daemon defies Rhaenyra, getting himself killed instead of returning to her side. I'd call their relationship the reason for his moral grayness or at least character developement.

I also see alot of people saying the show pushing Daemyra so hard for giving them lines like they were meant to burn together means that most likely Nettles won't be a love interest for Daemon.

I disagree with that for two reasons.

1. Marketing:

Right now, it makes sense to push them, like pushing Tyrion and Shae or Dany and Jon at the time. It kind of distracts from the narrative and gives anticipation when it comes to future character decisions. To see Tyrion and Jon switch so dramatically was a shock to the audience because they were so in love. It's also Matt and Emma's job to push the idea right now for their characters and the audiences benefit.

2. We were meant to burn together.

I think this line is going to be used for irony in the end. They don't, and that's the sad thing. They both change from the people who agreed to that in a heartbeat to people who couldn't stand the change in the other person by the end of their relationship. Rhaenyra wanting Nettles' death immediately leads to Daemon's. They don't die together, but they do give a big hand in each other's deaths.

All this to say, I think that if you don't like Nettles in the book, you'd prefer the show's current version of Daemon. Loving to his family, although abusive and dismissive to Laena, Baela, Rhaena, and Rhaenyra, respectively.

With their relationship comes his biggest growth as a character, one who wouldn't return to Rhaenyra’s side and to discredit that for a ship is underwhelming for the story and disingenuous to him.

[turbo-systems]

damn i never noticed that, poor dude is depressed having a breakdown in the rain and then going to church to pray the heartache away will his suffering ever end 💔 he finally went indoors tho

please do yap about it i'm very interested :)

i think when he's not locked in he just doesn't give a shit he'll say anything like in ienomi where he made dirty jokes about his ex wife and his gf at the time

okkie so MAKES REVOLUTION technically doesn't have a theme since its his debut album but it was meant to be just a provocative eyecatcher. Restoration Level 3 was meant to be the 3rd Level TMR has reached, being that MAKES REVOLUTION was first level and the summer tours at the time was the 2nd level. This ties into LEVEL 4 since it was meant to extend the project further down the line. Then there's the Joker tours, okay for clarification, Joker '97 (or Jorker if u wanna go by the official trading card name) Triple Joker, King of Joker and Joker Type 2 are all different things. Joker '97 is the name of the live tours TMR did right after Restoration Level 3. Triple Joker is the name of the album, KING OF JOKER was the main concert for 98 while Joker Type 2 was the tours that were happening right before the FORCE era. Notably, the main theme song for that time, Joker, refers to the theme of the album which was TMR going crazy somehow. KING of JOKER is more complicated because there's like 4 costumes but the main two (both on the left) are the ones used for the concert. From looking at the concert itself, I guess it represents a transformation to a beast I think.

Joker Type 2 is just military themed. The Force on the other hand is more sillier and vibrant. The Force was made to represent both the Force from Star Wars and the force of nature referencing off of the album cover. For this one, I guess the apparent theme is just death and life from what u can see, also this is the first album to show two TMRs interacting with each other, kinda like Seventh Heaven but more older.

Now for TMR-E, this is a doozy because this is the most apparent time in the project where there was a storyline actually in the making. So right after LIVE REVOLUTION '99 THE FORCE, both Takanori and DA sealed up TMR and started to work on TMR-E together which was meant to be like a continuation sort of thing. The storyline for this was that they died and had to find their way back to unseal TMR. Storywise, the MV of Kageroh shows the both of them covered in blood and beaten up, representing the death of them emotionally and physically. Gekkoh was the point where they were ascending up to the moon but started to break free from their emotionless prison, seeing that Takanori at some point starts to visibly show anger towards the viewer. Winter Dust is the last of the MV and shows them attempting to unseal the project within the moon. Despite this being the last TMR-E MV, the project actually didn't get unsealed until the LIVE ARENA '2000 concert (aka my favorite concert). The concert was amazing because it depicts the unsealing in the most awesome and TMR way possible. Not only did TMR and DA change the concert's theme to orchestra to synth rock, they blew up the damn sealings in Winter Dust and started playing bangers. Now, it might be obvious that BLACK or WHITE vers 3 is ofc included in the story but HEAT CAPACITY also plays a part in this. (also to mention that the star motif used in TMR-E is also used in the MV for Heat Capacity) The thing with Heat Capacity was that it was meant to be an angier parody of the already popular TMR songs HIGH PRESSURE and HOT LIMIT with the recording crew being in the background and being about summer. Instead of this song being like 'Im freaky and I wanna be with you!' the song takes a more dreaded approach as the song is about TMR feeling intense anxiety/frustration and dealing with them incorrectly through power. And I guess how Progress fits here is that the album represents a Progress forward for TMR. The main theme of the album is TMR trying to find his way within the subways of London, maybe being an indirect sequel to the Der Freischutz/LOVE SAVER storyline. The album is way more somber compared to the FORCE but switches up as it goes from hopeless to hopeful, sorta like a realization that you can't be in despair all the time. Anyways, thats it for now, I would love to get into coordinate, seventh heaven and esp vertical infinity but those are way more complicated than the first few albums, hope u enjoy this yap session

ALSO PLEASE TELL ME WTF TMR SAYS IN HIS IEMOMI SESSIONS IM BEGGING

[gumballavocadoharry]

Harry and River; Teen years:

There's something about....:

I couldn't put my finger on it, but I didn't like about Quinn, the girl that River had fallen head over heels with. He described her as redheaded goddess, with lucrious red shiny locks, piercing jade eyes and smile that flashed her movie star teeth. I'll admit she was very exotic...but her personality was far from attractive.

She was vicious in her words to her 'friends', calling them fat, ugly, saying their taste was off and always made backhanded comments about them and even revealed personal secrets behind their backs. And to top it all off, she was sporadically nice to River. I couldn't believe River was just accepting of himself and other people being treated this way. But more so, I couldn't believe River actually fell for someone like her.

Tonight, once River came back from his friend's house, I planned to talk to him about Quinn. I didn't want him to be angry with me and think that I didn't support his relationship with girls, but it was Quinn I didn't like.

I had made myself a pot of coffee as I waited and waited for River to walk through that front door. It was half past eleven; way past River's curfew and he still wasn't home. Fear bubbled inside me the more time ticked away and a hollow bitter feeling grew inside me as I pondered what could be keeping River away at this impious hour.

Before my worries grew beyond control, River finally came through the door. He had smeared lipstick on his lips and neck. Solicitude buried me along with anger. "Do you have any idea what time it is?"

River came off his lovesick high once his eyes met with my serious ones. "I-I....Quinn needed my help so I was just being a good boyfriend and helped her."

My throat became dry from hearing this. I knew Quinn's intentions weren't good, but I didn't know what to say to River to help him understand he was being used. "What did she ask you to do?" I choked out miserably, "She asked me to take her to the mall and to mow her lawn,"

"Did you tell her about your curfew?" River nodded. "She said it wouldn't take long and that boyfriends always help their girlfriends." I became even angier at hearing this, but not at River....at Quinn. I ushered for River to sit down. He did with a puzzled look plastered on his face.

"River....it's not you. I know you're a good boy and this has nothing to do with you. But I don't really care for Quinn. And no, it doesn't have anything to do with you missing your curfew....but it's the way she treats you and her friends that I have a strong problem with."

I expected River to get defensive, but instead he just listened patiently. He looked down almost in shame about the realization about what I said. "I'm sorry dad....I know Quinn is horrible person. I was just so in love with her outside beauty....that I didn't even realize what I was allowing to happen to myself."

River wiped his face with his finger and just stared at the pink lipstick that stained it. He gave a slight chuckle. "You know, my friends thought I was so cool for Quinn kissing me....and for a moment I thought they were right. But now I just feel stupid." I sat next to River and hugged him. "You're not stupid. You're just a sweet young man who is still learning about the world." I squeezed him tighter.

Tomorrow was a set date that River was going to dump Quinn and I knew he would have the courage to do it.

The next morning when I sent River away to school, I held my breath hoping he would be able to do this. But when it was time to pick him up, I saw River walking to the car with a big smile on his face. "Well?" I asked, desperate to know about the relationship status of Quinn.

"We will never see her again." River announced. I hugged River as we walked back to the car with deep relief.

[insidethemindofstoneja]

I had a moment of overwhelming emotions yesterday

I saw a woman on my way to work, extremely high. Which reminded me of my cousin for a few reasons. Overheard her conversation with the person she was with mentioning her daughter. Immediately I began to think about my cousin. It brought me to tears, I will never fully be at peace with Zhanea's death but I felt so bad for her. Some people are desperately in need of help and cannot do anything but feed the voice thats killing them. God bless her and her kids I hope that woman gets the help she needs.

Furthermore, these moments of grief I *HAVE* to let roll out instead of internalizing because the more I keep this inside the angier I become towards the world... and it's not everyones fault.

Waves of grief come and go, let it ride.

Why do I feel inferior for crying? I dont know.

[sprnklersplashes]

my mum posting something in the family chat about how some people lived through both world wars and saying “you lot think you have it bad with covid”.... fuck right off

[perfectpossumprincess]

"I never wanted anything from you." Says the person who sent me paragraphs and paragraphs of text about how in the 'give and take' of friendship she wasn't happy with what she could take from me and when I was able to do something nice for her it was never enough or wasn't 'genuine'. You sure wanted something out of me you walnut.

[1000feetunder]

Taking in the infomation, they visibly get angier and angier, hands clutching around their duffle bag.

Their shoulders are tense as they try not to go running back to the shop, either to check Lobby or put more bullets in Spencers head.

At Sebastions last question they attempt to seem more relaxed, but failed.

" I...am fine. I just wanted to get out of the shop. "

They hesitate, thinking about something.

With a sharp inhale, they hold their arms out for Sebastion offering a hug. They can tell he's had it rough recently.

" Are you okay, Seb? "

His heart thuds heavy in his chest hearing Cali say his name, a mild relief washing over him when they call him over. They weren't telling him to leave. Good.

As he rounds the corner the distress in him is obvious. His scarf is missing, something a darker blue staining his face, chest, and all three hands. The way it's smeared almost looks like it was at one point the same viscosity as blood. What down here has blue blood?

"Thank god... You're okay..."

In the dim light from his lure his eyes are obviously glossy as he approaches, trying to wipe a few tears that slip past his failed attempt at stoicism.

"Are you hurt? Did Spencer find you...? I-I have a med kit... If you need it."

[simplymurdock]

So You Need A Time Machine?

summary: after (y/n)’s laptop crashes a familiar doctor comes to her rescue.

pairing: eleventh doctor x reader

warnings: fluff/comfort, some cursing, it’s mostly fluff (that’s all i could think of but if i missed anything let me know and i’ll add it <3)

word count: 1148 words

authors note: When @heytherejulietx tells you your writing is amazing you write more immediately. This truly brought me so much joy to write and i loved the thought of the doctor with a companions that is an art history major. so don't be surprised if i write more things like this cause i already want to do something with river and this character type. (also my requests are open so please make sure you read the rules before making a request!)

(y/n)’s back slid down the cold bare eggshell colored wall of your college hallway. The fourth to last light flickered broke the dim fluorescent lighting. It always did that, it has since the first time she walked down the hall. Even the professor who had been there longest has said it did this, saying The Dean was sending someone. But someone never did.

Fully sitting on the floor letting out the frustration and anxiety, that she had been holding in for what felt like forever, sigh trembled out of her mouth.

This is hell.

She had diced on two things right now, either she died in her sleep and this was hell or this was limbo. Running her shaky hands through her hair trying to calm herself down, but failing. Everything seemed like it was going to hell and this was her final pity party that didn’t want to end.

“What happened?” He asked and she knew without even looking at him, she knew he already studied her expression. Granted most passerbys would think (y/n) was sad, but the doctor knew her better. He knew the anxious pissed look far too well

“My stupid fucking laptop crashed right in the middle of me putting the final touches on my final! It corrupted and easiered the entire project and now–” Her head moved from looking up at the ceiling tiling to the Time-Lord with glossy eyes. “--I have less then seven hours to redo two months worth of work!....I’m fucked,”

Her head lightly hit the back of the wall as the hot angier tears were fighting for their way through. But she wasn’t going to let them win.

Her plan, which was still being developed, was to spend between an hour or thirty minutes to cry over and feel sorry for herself before spending the remaining six hours cramming as much as she could into Google Slides. It wouldn’t get her the A she wanted, the A she worked her ass off for. But it would at least be passing. And that’s all she wanted at the end of the day is to pass.

“So what are you going to do?”

Her head snapped towards him. It was his tone, the same tone the two would use as a way to lead the other down the route towards a plan.

It was his look too. Of course it was the normal old eyes she grew to love so much, but it was different. It had care and kindness in them. Of course the Doctor was caring, especially this one, but it was the look he would give her that reassured her that everything was going to be okay. The type where once he gives it to you, you quickly realize how much you’ve missed it. Man she missed the look.

“You know what I really need right now?” She said as the corner of her mouth slowly curled as he hummed in response. “A time machine. And not to go back to save my file, that would be messing with the timeline. No, I want to go see the actual paintings, high quality photos and endless time to analyze them.”

The Doctor smiled in ‘aw’ at (y/n) loving when she would go on rambles. Rather it be seeing a famous artwork, or analyzing whatever art was around, her and River talking for hours about the beauty of architecture, he loved it. It made him happy to see someone ramble to the ends of the universe about something so passionately like he did. Not to mention the excitement and joy she expressed all made him fall for her more.

“So you want to go through the past and then someplace where time doesn’t matter so you can write your final?” He played along.

“Final project, it’s not some essay I can cram out in an hour.” She corrected playfully before continuing, “And it’s not like that, I want to get all my information I need and then leave. I don’t want to be anywhere near here, cause then I’ll be freaking out more about it. Besides you can only handle Earth for so long when you know a Time-Lord.”

He laughed, nodding his head, finally looking away from her. She had been going back and forth between him and the ceiling. “So, if I’m hearing you right, you want a time machine but also a spaceship.”

“Time And Relative Dimension in Space.” She laughed out as her smile grew even more. “I think it’s called a Tardis?”

“Is it a big blue box that says ‘POLICE’ on it? Cause I think I saw one coming in. But I think it needs a key.” He said in a poor defeated tone, not being able to cover his happiness.

She looked down at her chest, reaching her hand up pulling a thin chain from under her shirt. Holding it between the two, revealing a metal key and a small charm. A small telephone booth charm.

The Doctor gave her a key after their fourth adventure. He had asked (y/n) to go with him, travel with him, and she wanted to. But she couldn’t, knowing she couldn’t just up and leave college. Her parents wouldn’t understand, neither would the friends she had. And she knew all too well that she couldn’t make up a believable lie. So, she made him a deal. Everytime she needed a break from ‘normal life’ she would call him. And if he were ever lonely he could call her. He never did call her though, he would usually just show up in true doctor fashion.

“You mean this one?”

The two broke out into laughing fits. Afterwards, The Doctor sprung to his feet swiftly pulling (y/n) up with him, dropping the key and holding his hand. “Now I say we swing by your room, grab whatever you need, and then to the past we go!”

“Geronimo!” (y/n) shouted smiling widely as his expression matched hers before the two started running down the hallway.

[athyathye]

hi!! can I request a mitsuri reader with the twins and baji (^///^)

Mitsuri! Reader

(Smiley, Angry and Baji)

Warnings ⚠️: none that I know of

Smiley :

It was hard for you to not sneak glances towards Smiley’s form, watching him intensely as he beats other people up with a smile on his face.

“Nahoya-san, you’re as gang-like as ever! I truly love how pesky you are!” you thought, uncontrollably blushing which made Emma, the person next to you, wonder if you were about to faint.

Once they were back though, you wasted no time in complementing smiley, “Nahoya-san! You looked very scary and threatening earlier! How exceptionally attractive!” you shamelessly spoke to him, your hands in front of you, making it hide the lower half of your face.

“I don’t think that’s a compliment though” “Nobody asked you, chifuyu” Nahoya amusedly said, feeling himself blush a little from how cute you were acting.

Now he was getting elbowed by the others, his friends teasing him as he heard low whistles and someone clapping their hands.

“Oya~ Smiley you’re exceptionally attractive today!” Baji mocked, making his voice high pitched as he tried to recreate the face you were making, only to receive numerous disgusted expressions, even one from both girls, though you were only looking at him with a strained smile.

“Don’t ever do that again.” Draken shivered, shaking his head as he dragged both of the Sano siblings away.

“Anyways y/n-san-” Smiley started, wanting to ask you something before you cut him off with a “You’re the cutest person I’ve ever met.” It seemed real genuine seeing as you looked to be zoning out while speaking. Before realizing what you had just said, turning into a deep shade of red as you covered your mouth.

You heard the choked and muffled sounds of others as they tried not to laugh at your mishap, you truly were adorable, and of course Smiley had to say something about that.

“Eh? But you’re cuter” He commented, going as far as to swing a hand over your shoulders to which you blushed profusely once more.

“Eh!? No. You’re cuter!” You argued, those surrounding you both sighed, leaving the area before they found themselves getting annoyed by your unconscious flirts.

“Ha? Well in that case, let’s just say we’re both cute, real cute together that is” he glanced expectantly at you.

“*mumbling* But you’re cuter by yourself…” you pouted, earning a frustrated but extremely love-sick expression from Smiley “Y/n!”

“.....he’s so much cuter!” you agreed with yourself as you slapped your burning cheeks

Angry :

“Souya-san looks more angier than usual, How cool!” you thought as you watched the seemingly permanent tick mark on Angry’s face become more prominent.

“Is it just me or is Angry more .... angry today” Draken stated, glancing at the younger twin who was currently holding himself back from looking damn near close to slapping the life out of Takemitchy.

“Ah I wanted to say that” you looked at draken “Offer him my opinions” You flusteredly thought, looking down as you moved your restless legs.

“What do you mean? He looks fine to me” Mikey replied, sneakily eating the snacks you had in your opened backpack.

All 4 of you glanced at the snapping Angry, watching him tackle and try to beat Takemitchy while being held back by his older brother and Chifuyu.

“Y/n! Do something!” Smiley pleaded, having a hard time holding him back with even Chifuyu helping him.

“Eh? Me?” You curiously asked, tilting your head a bit. “He listens to you better!” Smiley continued, watching the way Draken and Mikey pushed you to them, small teasing grins on their faces.

“Alright! I’ll do my best!” You determinedly said, walking to where they were struggling.

You contemplated what to do, not paying attention to Takemitchy’s begs for mercy and inaudible screaming.

You grabbed Angry’s shoulder, but that didn’t make him budge as he just simply brushed it off, now able to land attacks on the coward Takemitchy.

That was when you forcefully ‘stopped’ him from behind, but to others it looked more like you were hugging him from behind.

They watched as you whispered something to Angry’s ear, which was as red as a tomato.

They assumed it was something sexual for the reason that Angry was looking like he was about to blow a fuse. Takemitchy laid there, undoubtedly knocked out so they couldn’t ask him either.

When in reality it went like this : “Souya-san? What are you doing? You’re soiling the ground!....But you were so cool! Ah- don’t tell them i told you that-”

While Angry was like : “Close- I can smell her strawberry shampoo- Is that (name) Bodywash? Doesn’t she think she’s too close--”

Mans was having a breakdown just from being near you.

“Souya-san?” You leaned into him more, that was when he felt some ehem…..some of your assets

“Angry!!” “Souya!!” shouts were heard as they watched Angry who fainted with blood dripping down from his nose.

“EHH!?”

Baji :

You giggled flusteredly to yourself, glancing at Baji who was too busy cussing and beating someone up simultaneously.

“U-uhh y/n-san? Y-your nose is bleeding” Hina said, watching as you stood there, a love sick expression on your face, “Ah, Is that so? That’s nice”

Emma deadpanned as she took the initiative to wipe your face “That’s not nice at all”

“What a fine boy! He’s so cool!” You flusteredly said, Making both Emma and Hina glance at you with a smile, such adorable thoughts for an adorable person.

“Hina-san, I might need some glue” You started with an aura of seriousness, though Emma could tell you were probably going to say something idiotic.

But before she could warn the other girl, she had already left, only providing a small “On it!” Running towards where she left her bag.

“To get my life together” You didn’t notice that she was gone as your senses were muffled, either by Emma’s handkerchief or just because you were too busy admiring Baji.

Emma sighed, wondering if that was what she looked like whenever she was admiring Draken as well, though she still looked at you with a soft and endearing smile.

“What happened to you girls?'' Mikey unbotheredly asked, glancing at your bodies sitting on the ground while huddled together.

“Y/n-san had a nosebleed from admiring Baji-san-” “Did not!” you gasped, feeling betrayed by the way she outed you like that.

“Heh, That butters up my ego” Baji boasted, looking at you with an expression that he knew would get you flustered.

Meanwhile the others deadpanned, wanting nothing more than to bash Baji’s head on a wall near them, his ego was definitely higher than his Iq.

“Say y/n-san wanna play truth or dare?” He asked, a mischievous glint in his eyes as the other collectively thought ‘this isn’t good’

Though you didn’t seem to notice, ecstatic by the thought of you gaining a chance to have some fun with him.

“Yes! Truth please!” You jovially said, not seeing anything wrong with the smug grin in his face.

“You wanna kiss me?” You choked, hearing the other let out loud sighs.

“I- i- i- dare.” You said, feeling too stumped to form words, your face becoming as pink as your hair.

“I dare you to kiss me.” Draken audibly ‘threw’ up, Mikey leaving the area with his hands raised, While Chifuyu took dramatic to the next level as he kneeled on the ground pretending to punch and kick it.

“N-never have I eve-” “That wasn’t even the game!” Baji shouted, enjoying the feeling of flustering someone like this.

“Y/n-san! I have the glue-” “Hina-san-”

[adamwatchesmovies]

The Prestige (2006)

Revenge and obsession make for great storytelling topics, as The Prestige demonstrates. Based on the novel by Christopher Priest, director Christopher Nolan - who co-writes the screenplay with his brother Jonathan - unites a powerhouse cast to offer us a true mind-bender. This film's ending is so unexpected I've heard several people say that it couldn't possibly work the way it's presented here and instead propose all kinds of increasingly unhinged fan theories.

In 1890s London, magician Alfred Borden (Christian Bale) is selling out shows thanks to his amazing “The Real Transported Man” trick. His rival, Robert Angier (Hugh Jackman), is obsessed with discovering how it’s done and copying the act to get the top spot in their long-running feud. Years of spying, imitating, theft and sabotage have left them ready to kill each other.

Some twists in The Prestige you'll figure out a little ahead of time – though I think you’re supposed to, as the film is told partially in flashback -, others you decipher seconds before they’re revealed. Some are so wild you'd need superpowers to predict them. None of these surprises are cheap. They’re all focused on the characters, whose rivalry is so intense you can’t understand its severity without seeing the film. In every cinematic sleigh of hand, you learn something new about them. These new bits of information shock, excite, terrify and depress you all at once.

Like in Miloš Forman’s magnificent Amadeus, this is a story of men who should’ve been friends, who - had they chosen to cooperate - could’ve, through their talents, ushered us into a new age of wonder. Instead, their passions only fuel animosity. While Borden and Angier's obsession makes them fascinating. The ones you’re worried about are the side characters, the ones most likely to become collateral damage: Borden’s wife Sarah (Rebecca Hall), Angier’s assistant and confidante (who is up to her own tricks) Olivia (Scarlett Johansson) and Michael Caine as John Cutter, a stage engineer who suffers from the magician’s rivalry in more ways than one.

As it explores this bitter rivalry of stage magicians, The Prestige becomes downright diabolical. It's so sinister you feel wrong for seeing it play out but can't look away. There’s another level of enjoyment as well. When you see an actor like Hugh Jackman on-screen performing magic tricks, it's not like seeing a live act. You know there’s trick photography at work, probably some special effects added after the shooting was done, all sorts of things to make the impossible happen. Because the film centers around an "impossible" trick, this artifice becomes an asset. You’re removed from the action taking place. You know it's all some kind of sleight of hand… just as Angier does. You feel the way he feels and desperately want to know the truth behind it.

Once the picture concludes, The Prestige offers you much to discuss thematically. The meaning of secrets, competition & sacrifice, the way certain actions mean one thing at first and then another once we know the ending, and more. Every aspect, combined with the fabulous cast and the performances they give make for a sophisticated picture that demands to be seen more than once. (On Blu-ray, March 3, 2018)

[yikesitskennawrites]

I’ll Be Good- Jaymes Young

Breaking Down Songs Masterlist 

Transitions Masterlist

I am breaking down songs and lyrics that I feel like they fit or reminds me of Transitions. This way, you guy’s would be able to understand the protagonist and the series a little deeper than before.

A/n: Today's breakdown song is: Jaymes Young- I’ll Be Good. This song appeared in my playlist before work one morning a couple weeks ago. It was a song I used to play on repeat at the peak of my Supernatural television show phase back in 2017. I don’t think I heard it since, until about two weeks ago when it shuffled on a random YouTube playlist. But, when I first heard it, my first thought was: “Holy-shit. This is Marc.” And so, I wrote it down to break down the song and scenes that appear in my head when I listen to it. I’ve been listening to it occasionally. 

To begin with:

“I thought I saw the devil this morning

Looking in the mirror”

Marc looks in the mirror every morning and believes that he is a terrible person/the devil because his own mother called him a monster for the death of his brother; and because of the amount of lives he took as a mercenary, marine, and Khonshus avatar. He wakes up angry at himself often, and even angier at the world. 

“drop of rum on my tongue

With the warning to help me see myself clearer”

Right after Marc loses the scarab and arrives in Cairo, we, the viewers, find him sitting half-naked and drinking a bottle of rum in his hotel room. Although we don’t know exactly what he’s feeling because it’s not written out for us word for word, we can still assume what he’s feeling. He is pissed, Khonshu just threatened to choose Layla as his next avatar and it’s not the first time that he’s done it. Knowing the bird god, it's not a threat any longer but a promise. He is angry at himself for slipping up and letting Steven be aware of this life and fuck up the mission. He is upset that he is a god's puppet, but through it all, he continues to be blindsided by the chance of freedom from this Egyptian god and the life that Steven could have.

He could be free, he is told that this is his last mission for Khonshu and all he wants is to get out of this mess so Steven could live a normal life and Marc could disappear for good. Simply, because he believes that he doesn’t deserve this life but Steven, who doesn’t eat meat because he feels bad for the animals, does. 

“I never meant to start a fire

I never meant to make you bleed

I'll be a better man today”

Marc never meant to hurt anybody. He went into that cave with his brother Randall because they wanted to explore and they didn’t think it would flood. They were excited to be adventurers like Dr. Steven Grant from their favorite movie. Marc wouldn’t have taken his brother into the cave if he knew the outcome of it. He really didn’t want Randall to die, but his mother didn’t believe him. He grew up hated by his mother and neglected by his father. If his father loved him, he would have stopped his mothers abuse, he wouldn’t have stood aside and pretended Marc's cries weren’t happening. Marcs father would have done so much more if he helped his son.

We see in episode five that Marc is celebrating his birthday with his father, but by the time that Marc is moving away and out of the house, probably going into the marines, the dad tries to stop him by saying “I can’t lose another son.” It's clear that teen-Marc was upset by hearing his father tell him this. Because the dad already lost Marc when he didn’t stop Wendys abuse.

Later on, when Marc is older, he drags himself into Khonshus temple. His torso was bloody and damaged, he was ready to die. He was going to put a bullet into his skull, he nearly pulled the trigger and moments before he lightly pressed down Khonshu says, “What a waste.” and because he didn’t want to completely die, he entertained the person or thing who spoke by answering back. After being told by his mother how much of a terrible, horrible human being Marc is, this god is telling him how much of a waste it is if Marc would take his own life. Why not become his avatar and protect the travelers of the night and be his fist of vengeance? Even with Marc on the brink of death, the god was manipulating him. He didn’t believe he was worthy to breathe another breath. He didn’t want to fight anymore, especially after being left for dead. 

So, this god that Marc probably has never heard of up until this point is choosing him to be his avatar? Obviously the god had to see something in him enough to propose the offer. So, Marc, who believes that he has nothing else to lose, accepts and becomes Khonshus Moon Knight. 

“I'll be good, I'll be good

And I'll love the world, like I should

Yeah, I'll be good, I'll be good

For all of the times that I never could”

The repetitive promise of “I’ll be good,” that Marc must have told his mother throughout the abuse is so sad to think about. His promise to his mother that he’ll be good while getting hit with the belt. His creation of Steven who is supposed to represent his brother Randall and is the emotional protector of the system. Steven is meant to love the world, he’s supposed to see the good in everything. 

Marc doesn’t believe that he is a good person, but Steven is a much better person compared to him.

“My past has tasted bitter for years now

So I wield an iron fist”

Khonshus avatar, baby. Marc now has a purpose to live and it’s to serve a god and protect those who can’t protect themselves. Which is honestly fitting, because Marc grew up being unable to protect himself. 

“Grace is just weakness

Or so I've been told

I've been cold, I've been merciless”

Marc doesn’t show his emotion much. The one time we see him cry is when he reveals to Steven that their mother died and he blames himself for his brother's death. His mother probably told him that he doesn’t deserve to cry because “he killed his brother.” In episode five, we see young Marc walk down the stairs for Randalls funeral and his mother yells at him saying, “What are you doing here? You were supposed to keep him safe.” She blames him heavily from the moment they left their backyard to explore the cave.

“But the blood on my hands scares me to death

Maybe I'm waking up today”

Marc killed so many people in his time as a marine, mercenary, and as an avatar. Most of all, he believes that he killed his brother because he was blamed by his mother for his brother's death. Being told repeatedly and being beaten by his own mother for his brother's death has to do some damage. He believes that he killed Layla's father by bringing Paul Bushman to the archaeologist site Layla's father worked at. A raid gone wrong. 

“For all of the light that I shut out

For all of the innocent things that I doubt

For all of the bruises I've caused in the tears

For all of the things that I've done

All these years, no, yeah

For all the sparks that I stomped out

For all of the perfect things that I doubt”

Steven is the good that Marc never got or never became. Steven believes that his mother is alive because Marc went through the length of protecting Steven from the knowledge that she’s actually dead. He set up a voicemail for Steven to call, he had someone send postcards. He made it so Steven always believed that Wendy was kind and he was loved. Steven would not have become the Steven we see in the television show if it was not for Marc's kindness of making sure Steven wouldn’t be harmed in the way that he grew up. 

Marc doesn’t believe that he is kind, but rather selfish. He found Layla to tell her how he led Paul Bushman- the killer of Layla's father and atttepted murderer of Marc- to the site where Laylas father was doing his job of being a archologist. He wanted to tell her, but instead he fell in love with her and never got around to telling her because he knew that she would hate him. Marc isn’t the one who pulled the trigger on Layla's father but he blames himself for his death. 

Marc doesn’t believe that he is a good person. He doesn’t believe that he deserves to be loved.

Every single event, good or bad, big or small, has lead up to the Marc the reader knows of today: A man who went through something bad but has done his best to be better. To do good. 

“I'll be good, I'll be good

And I'll love the world, like I should

Yeah, I'll be good, I'll be good

For all of the times I never could”

Marc is still trying to be better. He’s black-mailing a teenager, the reader, to come over for dinner every night so they know they are safe. He’s making sure that the reader stays fed and isn’t hungry.  God knows how many times Marc found himself cooking dinner for himself and his mom when she was too drunk and sad or passed out to cook. Marc is making sure that the reader is comfortable and allows them to stay at his apartment when they are terrified of Khoshu. Marc tries to get to know the reader by taking them up to the roof to see the stars on a hot summer night. Marc is doing the best that he can because he cares for them despite seemingly not caring at all or as much as Steven. He’s going to be good, he’s going to try his best to be good. 

“Oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh

Oh, oh-oh

For all of the times I never could”

Although Marc fully believes that he is not worth being loved because of all the hurt that he thinks he caused, he has yet to accept that he is more than what his mother has told him that he was: a monster. A terrible son. A murderer. 

Marc Spector is worth loving, Layla showed him that, Steven Grant showed him that, and perhaps, if he lets the reader, they will too.

[baby-dr1ver]

‘a switch’ ch.2

hey everyone! I’m literally the worst writer here, it’s been so long since I’ve updated but, here it is! The dialogue and stuff won’t be exact, it’s mostly from memory lol. Thank you guys for sticking with me, and paitently waiting! Also, here is a taglist for anything you want to be tagged in!

Paring: alpha!bucky barnes x omega!reader

Rating/Warnings: angst, i think a swear word?

There will be smut in future chapters!

Waking up, you were confused, disoriented. You rolled your head to the side, seeing white. The white of the med bay bed sheets, which means, you lost the fight. 

You didn’t know how to feel. The way he made you feel, the warmth, safely, security-home. You knew it was wrong, he was a killer, with no remorse. Even when you stared into those cold blue eyes, your omega preened at the thought of some sort of contact with you al- him. You didn’t get to think much more before Steve walked in. 

“Y/N” He said in a sympathetic tone. “Don’t worry Steve, I'm fine. Do we have anything on our ‘Winter Soldier’?” You asked. You weren’t fine, your arm was in a sling, swollen black eye, and red handprint on your cheek. From him. 

“Yeah, I knew him. It’s uh- it’s Bucky, my best friend-” He stopped, choking on emotions. You knew all about Bucky Barnes. Steve told you all about him. How he was always there to fight for Steve. He was there to be his wall of support. Or how much of a womanizer he was. He could get any woman he wanted, slept around, eventually wanted to settle down that was before he- well, you know. 

“Oh Steve, I’m so sorry. The good news is, that means it’s not him right? That there brainwashing him?” You said, trying to put off your soothing omega pheromones, to keep him calm.

“Yeah yeah, it would make sense.”

*Bucky's POV*

I sat in the chair, thinking about the fight. Who was that man? Why did he feel so…. Familiar? And that girl. She just- she was a distraction. Her scent, lavender vanilla and peaches. It was like he could feel every emotion she felt, the arousal, the fear, the hurt. He shouldn’t, he shouldn’t because he was beta, beta’s don’t feel the things bonded pairs do. Alpha, the way she said it, so innocent and serine. It made his mind clear up for just a second, and his heart hammer. The question is, why did she say it?

“Soldier, mission report.” Bucky looked up to the commander.

“That man, on the bridge. Who was he?” The commander sighed

“Mission Report.” Bucky sighed.

“I knew hi-”

“I said, mission report soldier” This time Bucky didn’t answer. Everyone in the room stared at him. Waiting for an answer, The commander just kept asking the same question, over and over, getting angier every time he didn’t answer. He finally stopped and looked at the man in the white lab coat. 

“Prep him. He remembers too much.” That’s when Bucky started to panic. He couldn’t forget everything again. Not her, not- not him, not the man that brought him familiarity, not the woman who felt like home. He can’t lose those emotions he hasn’t felt in, my god, decades. He started to protest, moving his way out of the chair, ready to shout at the man. He tried, he really did but, he was quickly shoved back in the chair by the shoulders. They put the rubber in his mouth, and quickly hooked him up to machines. 

The pain was unbearable. He would scream and shout, although it would be muffled by the static of each machine and rubber in his mouth. 

*y/N’s POV*

You were finally discharged, with the instructions to keep the sling on until further notice. Steve knew this would make you mad, mad because that meant you had to sit out and work on intel. You hated intel. 

“Steve, it's not fair! I’m perfectly fine!” Steve only looked at you and sighed. He put his hands on his hips, and towered over you, using his alpha status to keep you in place. That’s unfair. 

“What happened up there huh? You would have to fight tooth and nail, to get him in. And he left without a scratch. Why?” That’s when you froze. Under no circumstance could Steve find out what happened. He couldn’t know that you called ‘Bucky’ alpha or that he knocked you flat on your ass because you were distracted. 

“Nothing happened. I knew I couldn’t take him.” Steve scoffed and rolled his eyes.

“That’s bullshit Y/N and you know it.” You wished, prayed and hoped that he would just drop it. 

“Language Steve” You said with a smirk. He dropped his head with a smile. He mumbled under his breath, something along the lines of “no one will ever live this down” and “little shit”

You walked away, and ran to your room. Worry was coming off your body in waves, and you were sure that the whole compound could smell it. You knew he was only questioning because he was uncertain, he was feeling out of control.You paced and paced before your body finally tired out, and decided it was time for a nap. Who knows, maybe sleep will wash the stress of the past couple of days away. 

When you woke up, a few hours later, it was from your phone going off. You reached your arm over to your nightstand to pick up the phone ‘Steve’ it read. 

“Steve? What’s wrong?” 

“Y/N listen, Lemurian Star launches in 3 hours. We need everyone one deck for this, are you-”

You cut him off before he could continue, “Yes! Send me the coordinates and I’m on my way” You hung up and frantically started to pull off the sling and get in gear. Your anxiety started to spike, your omega pacing at the thought of seeing her al- the alpha again. 

After receiving the coordinates from Steve, you got on your motorcycle and sped off from the compound. On the way there, your thoughts bounced around in your mind. What would he do when he saw you? Would he remember you, or want to kill you? You had to calm down your omega, if he smelled the worry and fear wafting off you, he would surely take you down quickly. 

When you arrived, the first person you saw was Nick Fury? You thought he was- you know what? No, you weren’t going to even ask questions. 

“Nick” You gave a little head tilt. He cocked an eyebrow

“Oh so she suddenly knows me, huh.” Everyone could sense the annoyance coming off the both of you. 

“Alright, Nick can get us to the ship, Sam will uh use his wings to take down anyone in our way. He’s going to put the first chip in, while you,” He looked to me, “and I will get the second and third chip in.” 

“Where will Natasha be?” It was a simple question but, it came off as ‘is she fucking helping at all?’

“She and Furry will take down everyone from the inside. We can’t let anything stop us. Agent Hill will control everything from the control room and give us direction, is that clear?” He looked around to everyone. 

“Alright, let's do this.”

Jump to the present. Sam is flying below the ship, where the chips lay, avoiding every bullet he can. Cap is, well he’s about to jump off the ship so Sam can catch him. 

Honestly, it was a mess. You were on the other side fighting off men, thankfully with no bullets, and waiting for instruction. 

“Sam, what's your status?” You heard Steve yell in the coms. 

“First alpha in, I’m grounded, sorry Cap.” 

“It’s okay I got this.” Steve said. 

You sighed, “Alright Steve I’m on my way to you.” 

You both got to the bowl of the ship when you saw Steve stopped on the walkway. “A lot of people are gonna die, Buck.” That’s when you froze. Bucky, was in a stance of defense, shoulders squared, jawed clenched, ready to fight. Steve, he was trying to keep him calm, maybe talk him out of this. You knew that wouldn’t happen, he seemed different from the last time you saw him. He was more, alpha, he wasn’t as-soft?- as he was. They stared at one another for a minute before Steve glanced back at me. 

“Please don’t make me do this.” Steve said, choked up with emotions. Silence. Steve took that as his que to start a fight. He threw his shield before Bucky blocked it and threw it back at him. While they fought, you took it as an opportunity to get the chips in the last remaining spots. Steve was pushing Bucky further away so I could slip past. Not, before a few bullets were shot at me, you didn’t take it personally. 

You got to the opening and pulled at the chips you had, and entered them. You heard grunting, metal hitting vibranium, cracks and bullet wounds, behind you. You were distracted enough that you didn’t realize you didn’t have the third chip. 

“Steve!” You yelled to get his attention.

“Steve, I don’t have the third chip!” 

Steve could only nod and do his best. Bucky had gotten him on a narrow path that led to the glass bottom. He tried to throw the chip at you before Bucky knocked it out of his hands, and dropped to the bottom. They both dropped down to retrieve it, Bucky to crush it, Steve to get it to you and stop the murdering of billions of people. You wanted to drop down and help but, you would only be a distraction. You could feel the pull towards Bucky when Steve held him in the air, you when he snapped his arm. You knew that one look from him and you would do anything he said. You heard a body drop, and Steve jumped over the walkway to you. He didn’t get far before there was a gunshot, and Steve dropped to his knees, 

“Steve!” You yelled. He waved you off as he started to get up, and threw you the chip. “30 seconds Cap!” Agent Hill yelled in your earpiece. Then, another gun shot rang out, Steve fell to the ground completely, and you froze. You finally realized why you were there, and pushed the chip in. “Charlie locked.” You breathed out. You ran to Steve to help with his wound. “Alright guys, now get out of there.” 

You sighed and looked at Steve, you both knew what you had to do. “Fire now” You said in the coms. “But-” You cut her off, “Do it!”  The line went dead, and you saw missiles being shot at the main ship. You helped Steve to his feet, just before one hit the bowl. You heard a scream as a metal frame came down. Bucky. You looked to Steve, “We have to go help him.” He nodded, grabbed his shield and jumped down. We got down there, in time to see him slide out from the metal, clutching his metal arm. Another standoff, this time you stood next to Steve. 

“You know me,” Steve said. Again, hoping to talk some sense into Bucky. You made a bold, uncharacteristic move, “Bucky listen, you know him, you don’t want to hurt him.” He looked at you at that moment. Your eyes pleading for him to stop. Begging for him to sense the bond, and listen. His body stiffened, trying to figure you out. He felt the instinct to protect, to nurture, to provide, just like an alpha- no, that’s not possible. He wasn’t-

“No I don’t” That was his last words before he threw a punch at Steve, knocking him down. You tried to intervene but Bucky knocked you into a beam, making you imobile for a minute. Steve was still trying to make him remember. “Your name is James Buchanan Barnes,”

“Shut up!” Bucky yelled, still throwing punches. “I’m not gonna fight you.” Steve said before he dropped his shield, threw the glass. “Your my friend” Bucky only roared, and charged at Steve. “Your my mission.” he started to throw punches, left and right, at Steve’s face. He needed to be stopped. He was gonna kill him. 

“Bucky! Please Stop! You're hurting him!” You yelled out. Bucky turned his head to you. His gaze softened for a second, as if he was going to listen to his omega, before he shook it off and remembered why he was here. He kept shouting, and hitting, making Steve’s face swell and bruise. 

“Then finish it, because I’m with you till the end of the line.” Bucky paused, as if to reminisce. Suddenly, the glass where they stood shattered, making Steve drop through. “No!” you shouted before trying to jump to save him. A hand caught your elbow, and you gasped. Bucky stared straight into your soul. You could see the alpha emotion run across his face. You pulled your hand away, and set it on his cheek. To your surprise, he didn’t pull away. “Alpha” was all you said before you jumped out the opening. 

Luckily for you, you found Steve quickly and brought him to shore. Just after you saw Bucky come down into the water, and pop back up. You were dizzy, overheated, and ready to pass out. You checked Steve’s pulse and made sure he was still actively breathing before you plopped down on the muddy earth. You laid next to Steve’s unmoving body. And Bucky walked over to the two of you. Your eyes started to squint, as if to say ‘let us rest’, you focused on the blue sky and clouds, trying not to think about the alpha coming into your view. 

“Omega” he said in that sweet baritone voice. The voice of an alpha. Your alpha. You didn’t get a chance to return a comment before a comment before once again, everything went black. 

You woke up with a grown. You could feel that you were in a bed, a very uncomfortable one. The sheets and the pillows smelled of your alpha, pine, metal, fruit- that’s what confused you. Where were you? You finally open your eyes to see concrete walls, unfamiliar ones. 

What the hell?

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