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niallloverontheloose · 3 years ago

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"Learning the Lesson"

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Parts of the fandom have often expressed an irrational rage when it comes to the question “why didn’t Scott trust Derek with the secret of Gerard’s cancer and his plan to turn Gerard’s plan to have Derek bite him against him?”

Allow me to provide some insight on Scott’s motivations.

At the beginning of Master Plan (2x12), Scott has been waiting with Isaac for the police, Coach, and the other lacrosse players to leave so he can rip the door off Stiles locker in order to get things for him and Isaac with which to track Stiles down. So who should show up at that point but Derek and Peter.

Allow me to reproduce a snippet of that conversation.

Scott: What the hell is this?

Derek: You know, I thought the same thing when I saw you talking to Gerard at the sheriff’s station.

Scott: Okay, hold on. He - he threatened to kill my mom. And I had to get close to him. What was I supposed to do?

Peter: I’m gonna go with Scott on this one. Have you seen his mom? She’s gorgeous.

Derek/Scott: Shut up.

Isaac: Who is he?

Scott: That’s Peter, Derek’s Uncle. Little while back, he tried to kill us all, and then we set him on fire, and Derek slashed his throat.

Peter: Hi.

Isaac: That’s good to know.

Scott: How is he alive?

Derek: Look, the short version is he knows how to stop Jackson. And maybe how to save him.

In case you forgot, this isn’t the first time that Derek has surprised Scott in the locker room by being in the company of Peter.

Now, Co-Captain (1x10) may have been a year before to the viewing audience, but to the characters here, Derek’s betrayal and brutal violation of Scott in the very same place the present conversation is occurring with the very same person happened somewhere at the beginning or middle of February of 2011 and this is taking place at the end of March 2011, a week or so after Lydia’s birthday party. So that scene in Co-Captain took place six to eight weeks before.

So, suddenly Derek is once again teaming up with Peter, the person – if anyone needed reminding – who not only threatened the life of Scott’s mother, but also his best friend, his girl friend, and anyone Scott was connected to, but also murdered eight people; savaged Lydia; transformed Scott against his will and violated his mind repeatedly, trying to get him to kill his friends. But hey, Scott should so totally trust Derek, right? Right? Right? ��

I also would like to point out a few other things in this scene that just might suggest that Scott was right not to trust Derek with his Master Plan. When Derek brings up his realization that Scott was seemingly working with Gerard, Scott explains that he was doing it under duress (which he was!) and he was doing it to get close to Gerard (which he did!). Let’s compare that to what Derek said when Scott demanded an explanation in Co-Captain:

Scott: You’re on his side? Are you forgetting the part where he killed your sister?

Derek: It was a mistake.

Scott: What?

Derek: It happens.

There’s a significant difference in these lines, isn’t there? Scott is working with Gerard to stop him and to protect his mother, and Derek worked with Peter because, well, he can understand how mistakes were made.

But hey, Scott, should so totally trust Derek, right? Right? Right?

I also want to point out that Isaac doesn’t know anything about Peter. Not that this should be a news flash to anyone, but Derek hasn’t been particularly forthcoming with his betas about what happened in the SIX WEEKS before he bit them. He says he told them about the hunters, but did he give them the full story about why the hunters were in town? About how he got his alpha abilities? Did he say “Yeah, my uncle became the alpha by murdering my sister and then I became an alpha by murdering him; this is normal in werewolf society – promotion by murder. Wanna join?”

Isaac’s face on the words “That’s good to know” certainly implies it would have been better for him to know this before he said yes to the Bite, don’t you think? Is anyone shocked that in a little over six months, Isaac’s going to have to demand that Derek explain why he did this to them? I’m not.

On the other hand, contrary to what thousands of Sterek shippers believe, Stiles never had to ask about what happened to Gerard. He was never surprised by Gerard still being alive and he certainly didn’t demand an explanation about why Scott did what he did. It’s almost as if he already knew about it and didn’t care. We can’t be 100% sure, of course, but the fact that Isaac, Scott and Boyd all criticized Derek for not sharing information, but the fact that Stiles never even asked Scott about his Master Plan should mean something.

But hey, Scott, should so totally trust Derek, right?Right? Right?

So, let me wax dramatic for a moment and paraphrase the last part of that first exchange.

Scott: You’ve sided with your murderous uncle again? You asked for my help and then started working with the man who tormented me and everyone I loved the moment he came back from the grave? Did you lie to me about him being dead? Did you help him come back?

Derek: I have neither the time nor the interest to explain myself to you. I’m the alpha, so just suck it up and do what I tell you. When it is in the interest of the greater good, I don’t have to answer to anyone.

Scott: Is that how werewolves work? If you have a good enough reason, you can do what’s necessary without even an apology. Thanks for the lesson, Derek. Keep what you just taught me in mind for about… thirty minutes, okay? It might be useful to you.

If Scott was a terrible person for not revealing the cancer and the mountain ash trick as a way of stopping Gerard’s plan to get the Bite and hurting Derek’s feelings, then maybe fandom might want to consider that he learned his lesson at the feet of the master of concealing information and ignoring other people’s feelings, Derek Hale. Derek has zero room to complain, which to his credit, he never does.

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This whole post is so fundamentally wrong, vile and disgusting on so many levels I don't even know where to begin, to be honest...

We all know the Scott McCall Defense Squad bunch have an obsessive hate boner for Stiles and the Hales and think Scott repeatedly lying to everyone around him, conspiring with Gerard behind everyone's back, selling Derek and his Pack out to the hunters, handing both Matt and Jackson over to Gerard to save his own ass, giving Gerard all the information Gerard wanted on Derek and his Pack, and violating a rape victim is heroic. But them stooping as low – lower than usual –as to claim that Scott "Had A Valid Reason" to violate someone's boundaries, bodily autonomy and consent and that Scott used and dehumanised Derek to teach him a lesson and make him a better man is truly on a whole other level of vileness and rape apologism. It's victim blaming at its grossest. The Teen Wolf fandom always talk about Scott McCall's abusive tendencies and behaviour, his toxic masculinity, and his utter lack of empathy; but his fans are even more toxic than him

The only difference is that Scott McCall is a fictional bully, while his fans are real ones

#submission #anti scott mccall #anti tyler posey

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kirishimas-manly-eyeliner · 4 years ago

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Okay feel free to ignore this if you want it’s kinda just a huge rant thing about me thinking that my brothers might be racist so uh yeah, debated on being on anon for thsi or not for like ten minutes cause there some real personal stuff here. Kinda been bottling this up for a while and for some reason you seem like a good person to tell it to.

Tw cursing btw

So I’m white, might be a little sprinkle of Cuban but honestly have no idea besides that I’m white as hecc. I have four brothers, I’m also adopted, but because when I was adopted my biological brother wasn’t adopted too because he was already a adult. But my biological brother (just gonna call him bb if I refer to him again) is not white, we have different dads. I’m very much white and he’s black? I don’t really know, never asked and didn’t really see it as something important. I love him for him, his skin color never mattered in that. But if I had to describe it he’s a lighter black, maybe Arabic or Cuban? And most of my friends throughout my whole time living where I do, most of my friends are black, or Hispanic. So, as you can assume, I have lots of sympathy for POC. I have no idea what it’s like and try to support my friend any time they are put down for their skin color. (I may or may not have punch a kid once cause he said a friend of mine was disgusting and should “go back to her sick country” cause she’s a Muslim, apparently the kids grandpa died in 9/11 so liek I guess I can see where it’s from but like, dude……)

So I have three other brother, live with two of them cause the other moved out for college. So, now to the two brother might be racist part. Prepare to be pissed off 👍 /hj . So, when all the protests started at the begging of quarantine, my family talked a bit about it cause we had nothing else to do.

and these two straight, cis, white teens had the damn arrogance to BOTH say that they were “bullied for being white” and yeah, one of them was bullied very bad as a kid, but like??????? No?????? Just, no????? You are a cisgender white straight man????????? Who is considered attractive by most of your peers?????? YOU ARE NOT BULLIED, THERE MIGHT HAVE BEEN TIME WHERE SOMEONE TRIED TO SHAKE SOME SENSE INTO YOUR ASS THAT YOU LITERALLY ARE THE MOST PRIVILEGED PEOPLE IN AMERICA SINCE THE FUCKING BEGINNING AND YOU HAVE THE AUDACITY TO SAY THAT YOUR MADE FUN IF FOR IT??????? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?????

And MY shy ass didn’t say a damn thing because “it’s not my place to talk, I’m white as heck and have never been made fun of for being white”

And also, “racism it’s the even a big thing anymore”??????? PISSES ME OFF WHEN EVER I THINK OF IT TO NO END

Like, first of all, IF THERE ARE PROTESTS AND PEOPLE ARE BEING KILLED FOR BEING BLACK THEN I THINK RACISM IS STILL A THING !!!!!

Second, YOU ARE A MAN, A CISGENDER MAN!!!! BOTH OF YOU!!!!! MEANWHILE AT THE TIME I WAS STILL CLOSETED SO YOUR SAYING THIS SHIT IN FRONT OF YOUR “SISTER” WHO HAS SAID THAT “SHE” WAS PUT DOWN A NUMBER OF TIMES FOR BEING BIOGRAPHICALLY FEMALE BY BOYS WHO THREW ROCKS AT GIRLS IN FIRST GRADE????? WHO LITERALLY HAS A SCAR FROM A SHARP ROCK THAT WAS THROWN AT MY BACK BY SOME KID IN FIRST GRADE???????

THIRD, YOU ARE CIS GENDER!!!! Hey hey hey, buddy, imagine not being able to go outside without worrying that you’ll get killed while walking to the dollar tree because you drew a non-binary flag on your arm the other day and couldn’t rub it off!!!!! How great does that sound :D /s

Fourth, you are STRAIGHT!!!!!!! BEING THE GAY ONE IN THE FAMILY IS KINDA HARD! And then how much it hurt seeing them make jokes about slapping each other’s asses, and making fun of a kid cause he sounded gay (who literally became homophobic because of it, as a kid he was supportive of it, but now is sorta homophobic because he’s straight and has been made fun of for people thinking he’s gay), TOOK THE “pedophiles are being added to LGBT” FUCKING SERIOUSLY

LIKE, I WASN’T OUT AT THE TIME AND THEY STOPPED MAKING JOKES LIKE THAT AFTER I TOLD THEM, BUT THEY ARE SO HORRIBLE SOMETIMES I SWEAR!!!! I AHVE NO IDEA HOW YHEY GREW TO BE LIEK THIS BECAUSE MY MOM ALWAYS TELLS THEM TO FUCKING STOP BECAUSE ITS OFFENSIVE AND RUDE, AND MY DAD SHOWS THAT HE DOENST LIEK IT EITHER

so that’s my Ted talk, moral of the story, if your a straight white cisgender man stop complaining about it.

tw: racism, homophobia, transphobia

THAT SH!T PISSES ME OFF WTF

(DISCLAIMER: okay y’all, to be clear: i’m in no way bashing anyone who’s straight or cisgender. this is talking about the topic in general and how people have negative influences on others, but it’s not directly related to them being white, straight, and cis-- it’s about the way that they’re handling it and how immature those people are. please don’t be offended if you fit into any of those categories.)

okok, thanks for letting me know all of this info boo! just wanted to let you know that you’re one heck of an amazing person and i think you’re so so strong for still being here. so pls oml, GIVE YOURSELF A PAT ON THE BACK BECAUSE YOU DESERVE IT! and hey, despite all you’ve been through, i can’t stress HOW thankful i am that you haven’t let it get to you. you’re not a cold-hearted and rude person and that just fills me with so much love for you because that’s just such a beautiful thing.

BUT NOW.

THE BROTHERS.

BAE I AM SO SORRY.

now now i’m supposed to be loving and kind to everyone, but this- i- i don’t know how to sugarcoat this.

they are white.

they are cisgender.

and they are men, straight men, at that.

AND THEY HAVE THE AUDACITY TO SAY THAT THEY’VE BEEN BULLIED FOR BEING WHITE??

I JUST BLACKED OUT FOR A SECOND THERE

LISTEN, I KNOW THERE’S BEEN A LOT OF DISCRIMINATION LATELY. THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A VERY SWEET, KIND, AMAZING WHITE GUY GAL OR NONBINARY PAL SAYING THAT THEY GOT BULLIED IN GENERAL? THAT’S OKAY, COMPLETELY OKAY.

BUT IF THEY HAVE ALREADY CROSSED THE LINE MULTIPLE TIMES AND THEN CHOSE TO THINK ABOUT THEMSELVES FOR “being white??” like honey come again, what did they say?? like did someone go to you and say, “yooooo guys, i’m white!” and use their fingers to make their eyes bigger? and yet it’s okay when you, you stupid cis white straight man make your eyes smaller and say “ch*ng ch*ng” and sing it to a bunch of asian kids?? is that what it is to you?

CHERRY I AM SO SORRY WTF THAT MUST BE TERRIBLE

and then.

i am trying so very hard not to scream rn because i can FEEL your pain through this ask.

and tHEN THEY SAY “racism isn’t a big thing anymore.”

...i’m sorry, did i hear you correctly?

racism isn’t a big thing anymore?

RACISM ISN’T A BIG THING ANYMORE???

RIGHT, RIGHT, HOW ABOUT YOU TELL THAT TO THE MILLIONS OF PEOPLE WHO FOUGHT FOR BLM AND ASIAN LIVES AS THEY SCREAMED FOR JUSTICE?? HOW ABOUT YOU TELL THAT TO THE PEOPLE WHO’VE BEEN MURDERED JUST FOR BEING IN THEIR OWN SKIN?? HOW ABOUT YOU TELL THAT TO THE PEOPLE WHO’VE LOST FAMILY AND FRIENDS BECAUSE THEY WERE JUST BEING HUMAN.

AND THEN THEY DON’T RESPECT YOUR PRONOUNS??

i’m literally about to cry right now, that’s so messed up

AND I AM SO SORRY ON BEHALF OF WHAT YOU’RE GOING THROUGH, THIS MUST BE SO ROUGH RIGHT NOW AND I HAVE NO IDEA HOW TERRIBLE THIS MUST BE FOR WHAT YOU’RE GOING THROUGH.

BUT YOU

ARE

STRONG

AMAZING

OVERLORD

AND I AM VERY VERY PROUD OF YOU

FOR FIGHTING AND CONTINUING TO BE KIND TO OTHERS

ILY VERY MUCH AND I THINK YOU’RE A NEAT PERSON, REMEMBER THAT YOU ARE VALID. YOU ARE SO VALID. ILY.

#ellie rants #kme: kirishima-my-beloved

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forevercaroline · 4 years ago

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Switching sides

Nolan does not want to do this he is nervous and scared. Not only of becoming a murderer but also if he fails Monroe will kill him.

He sneaks into the hospital and tries to hide his crossbow but its big and doesn’t hide very well luckily for him he doesn’t get questioned because no body notices him. He finds Brett’s room and sneaks in. He leans up against the door his eyes closed and takes a deep breath his body is shaking.

When he opens his eyes he is frightened by a 6’4 werewolf in sweats and sneakers. They had to cut his shirt at the animal clinic he was to weak to take it off. They did manage to take his hoodie off though. When he was sent to the hospital he did take off his hoodie so Melissa could check him out make sure everything was healing. He heard footsteps coming closer to his room but when the door opened he got ready to fight as well he could he’s still recovering but he noticed that the guy that came in his room is not a guy but a teenager who he can smell the fear coming off him in waves.

Nolan looks up at the shirtless teen looking down at him and gulps his body shaking with fear. Brett reaches out and places his hands on the other boys upper arms.

Nolan gasps by the warm touch other boy. “Are you going to kill me?”

“No.”

“Are you going to kick my ass?”

“No.”

Nolan looks up at him scared Monroe has told them all these horrible stories and he saw the bloody wolf on the lacrosse field. Monroe sent him here to kill an injuried wolf but looking at him he doesn’t look injured he looks healed and gorgeous. The other day while he was getting ready for practice he hear Liam and Mason talking about Brett, Mason called him hot Brett with the eight pack abs. He is inches away from them, Mason would be jealous.

“If your not going to kill me or kick my ass why are you holding me?’

Brett looks down at the scared teenager he can hear his heart beating really fast and he smells of fear. “Your shaking, I’m trying to get you to calm down.”

Nolan looks into the other guys eyes he can not understand how werewolves can be so murderous and evil according to Monroe but also be the captain of his lacrosse team and a very handsome guy who is still shirtless and touching him. How can they both? “Your trying to calm me down I was sent here to kill you.”

“Your not going to, now if I let go will you stop shaking?”

Nolan voice gets even more shaky when he says. “She’ll kill me if I don’t.”

“My question first.”

Nolan looks away from him and quietly says. “Maybe but not likely.”

Brett is still healing from being poisoned and he just found out how long he can stand for before he needs to sit back down. He removes his hands from the other boy and goes back to the hospital bed. When he sits back down he motions for Nolan to sit in a chair near the bed.

Nolan misses Brett’s hands on him and whimpers when he removes them. He watches the taller teen walk back to the bed and put his feet on the bed and lean up against the pillow. He stumbles over his own feet to get the chair he had put the crossbow down already and has forgot about it.

“How did you know I wouldn’t kill you.”

Brett holds up two long fingers. “Two reasons, one I remember you from the other day when I helped Liam with the lacrosse players. You were the backup goalie you were scared of the ball. If your scared of a lacrosse ball coming at you can’t turn around and murder someone. Second your heart rate is racing and the fear rolling off you in waves doesn’t insure confidence that you are a killer. Also and I’m guessing here the woman who poisoned me sent you here to either kill me or be killed by me.”

Nolan nods, Monroe feed into his anxiety and manipulated him and a bunch other adults and students into thinking they need to arm themselves and kill the supernatural. The thing is when he looks at the guy sitting on the bed he doesn’t look like he could hurt a fly let alone massacre a group of people same with Liam.

“The ball is coming really fast at my head. Monroe sent me. Her and Gerald want you and your sister to die so Liam will expose everyone.”

“How would our death get Liam to out the entire supernatural community.”

Nolan knows he should not be telling Brett this stuff but he can’t help himself he feels safe talking to the other boy. “They have a theory if Liam gets angry enough he will change.”

They do have a point. Brett wants to defend him since Liam helped save his life but they have a point. He’s seen him on the lacrosse field and they’re are just playing. He has to think quick and all options.

“Does Monroe trust you?”

Nolan shakes his head no. “So there will be backup coming if not already here?”

Nolan nods. “Your helping me up and out of this hospital.”

Brett moves his legs off the the bed then looks at the other boy. “Why me, why not call Liam or Scott or your sister?”

“Your here already and can’t kill me. Liam has already helped enough, Scott has saved my life once already and I’m not making Lori more of a target.”

Brett stands up and Nolan comes up to him and grabs the black hoodie on the end of the bed he will focus so much more if Brett has a shirt on. He manages to put on the hoodie himself but when he’s done he drapes an arm around Nolan’s shoulders. “We have to go next door first then to your car.”

Nolan nods nervously he was sent here by Monroe to kill Brett and now he is helping Brett escape. He is scared of Monroe and if she finds out she will kill him. He was told supernaturals are monsters that need to eradicated and he saw the bloody wolf on the lacrosse field and he was terrified. He looks at the handsome guy who he is helping out of the hospital room and he doesn’t see a monster he sees a teen who is used to being strong and at the moment he is weakened and does not like it.

When they left Nolan did pick up the crossbow. They enter Lori’s room and she’s asleep on the bed Brett nudges her awake. She wakes up and quickly stands ready to fight then sees her brother and another teen helping him sit on the end of the bed. “ I’m going to hide until the coast is clear I need you to find Scott or Liam they will keep you safe.”

“What about you your still healing and who is this?”

“I’ll be fine, this is Nolan he is helping me.”

Nolan’s eyes widen and he looks over at Brett he didn’t know Brett knew his name. The only reason Brett knows is name is he heard Liam say it at practice the other day.

Lori looks Nolan up and down. “My brother dies in your care I’ll kill you myself.”

Nolan swallows nervously to scared to talk only nods. Brett hugs his sister and gives her a kiss on the forehead. “Be safe.”

“I will.”

Xxx

Its a straight line to the elevator Nolan has Brett leaning against him and a crossbow in the other hand. As they get halfway to the elevator there are more hunters entering the hallway Nolan looks up at Brett he is in no mood to run he looks around and there are no hiding place. He whispers up to Brett. “How fast can you move?”

Brett looks down the hallway off their side and see the three hunters with guns coming towards them. His body is hiding Nolan so they can’t see that Nolan has switched sides. “Let’s see.”

They move a little faster but it’s not a run more of a fast walk. Even though Deaton was able to stop the spread of the poison it is still working out of his body. As the elevator doors close they see the guys closing in on the elevator. When the doors close Brett leans up against the wall while he presses the ground level. “Do you know if any are waiting for us in the lobby.”

“I don’t think so Monroe likes to sends the adults out in groups of three while she sends the teens by themselves. She doesn’t care if we live or die as long as she is not being attacked. You did scratch her and left a mark.”

Brett smiles at that he is glad he left a mark on her she is a terrible human and she tried to not only kill him but his sister.

The doors open and Nolan pokes his head out first and doesn’t see anyone. As they past the desk Melissa looks up and sees them. “Oh no you don’t you are you going back upstairs and resting.”

“I need to leave hunters are here in the hospital looking for me.”

Melissa looks between the two teens and how Brett is leaning on Nolan and he has an arm around Brett’s skinny waist. She also notices the crossbow in Nolan’s hand. “A hunter is helping you escape isn’t that against their code.”

“I’m not a hunter and I’m not supernatural I’m just human.”

“I’m just human too but I have ties to the supernatural why the crossbow?”

Nolan gulps and looks up at Brett then Melissa. “ I was sent here to kill him.”

Melissa looks at Brett and he nods. “Go I’ll take care of it.”

Xxx

On the way to his car Nolan unlocks the doors and Brett slides into the passengers seat while Nolan get in the drivers seat. “Where am I taking you?”

Brett puts his hand over Nolan’s on the gear shift. “ Thank you for helping me. I know you could of just left me for the hunters but you didn’t.”

“Your different your not what I was told or seen of the supernatural.”

“I’m not a monster like some people like to believe I’m buddhist.”

Nolan pulls over on the side of the road and turns to look at Brett. “ You don’t hurt people?”

Brett shakes his head “Unless they try to kill me or my sister.”

Nolan looks down at the gear shift and Brett looks down at him, Nolan is precious in a cute way. Brett slides one finger under the other boys chin and lifts it and lays his lips on the other boys. Nolan is shocked Brett is kissing him it’s him that deepens the kiss. Brett is the one that breaks the kiss but still keeps the closeness between the two teens. “Your house take me to your house.”

Nolan’s mind is in a haze after that mind blowing kiss that he for a second forgets where he lives.

They pull into the driveway and Nolan helps Brett out and into the house. Unfortunately Nolan’s mom is in the living room and notices the two boys. “Nolan who’s your friend?”

The two boys looks at each other and Brett smiles “Brett Talbot I’m on his lacrosse team. I’m sorry it’s late we we’re doing drills and I was helping him with his goalie skills.”

“Where’s your gear then?”

“We left it in my car.”

Nolan’s mother still not really believing the story smiles and tells her son. “ Your dinner is in the fridge.”

Nolan nods and as he and Brett are halfway to the kitchen Nolan turns his head back and asks his mom. “Can Brett spent the night?”

“You have school in the morning. I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Please we won’t be up late.”

Brett interjects “My parents are out of town so it’s just me at the house.”

Nolan’s mother looks between the two boys and their closeness. “If you go to bed at a reasonable time and will have no trouble getting up for school tomorrow fine.”

Both guys smile at each other while they go into the kitchen. Nolan gets his plate out of the fridge and after he microwaves the macaroni and cheese, green beans and southern style biscuits. He gets two forks and sits next to Brett at the kitchen table and hands him one which he gets a smile. “My mom makes really good food. All you’ve had recently is the bad hospital food.”

Brett smiles down at him while he takes a bite of the macaroni and cheese. “This is really good, I was only in the hospital today I had breakfast and lunch and it was not good.”

Xxx

After they finish Nolan takes Brett up to his bedroom. Brett sits on the bed while Nolan sits next to him. “ As a wolf we can sense people’s chemo signs. When I was helping Liam the other day I picked up throughout all the excitement and nervousness desire I couldn’t pinpoint where it was coming but tonight I sensed the desire again.”

Nolan sheepishly looks up at him quickly then away. “What if I told you I think your cute, I liked kissing you and I want to do it again.”

“You want to kiss me?”

“Yeah unless you don’t want me to?”

Nolan entwines his fingers with Brett’s and smiles up at him. “I want you to kiss me and I want to kiss you too. It’s just that nobody ever wants me as a friend or more.”

Brett lifts Nolan’s chin up and gives a kiss on the lips. “I do.”

Nolan shifts to next to Brett to his lap and since Brett is still healing he gently leans backwards on the bed with Nolan still on him.

Brett arms go around the shorter boys neck while their lips are still attached.

Xxx

They are laying facing each other on the bed when Brett asks. “Do you know if my car is still in the parking lot?”

“I don’t know tomorrow I’ll drive us both to the school and you can see if your car is there.”

Xxx

They wake up the next morning their legs entangled Brett’s arm across Nolan’s chest.

“How are feeling, are you better, worse?”

Brett cups Nolan’s worried face and pecks him on the nose. “I’m feeling better I can walk without needed help, I’m not bleeding black from the eyes. I’m not weak, I’m not one hundred percent but a solid seventy percent.”

“You were bleeding black from the eyes?”

Brett nods as he sits up. As they get ready to go out the door Nolan’s mom calls from the kitchen. “Nolan is Brett spending the night again tonight?”

“I don’t know.” He looks up at Brett who is looking down at him. “Maybe.”

They are on their way to Beacon Hills high when Nolan asks. “Are your parents really out of town?”

“No they died in a fire when we were younger then Satomi took us in.”

“Who set the fire?’

Brett looks over at Nolan and raises his eyebrows.

“Oh. Sorry.”

Xxx

Nolan pulls into the parking lot and Brett sees his car still in the same spot he left it in. Before they get out Nolan leans over and gives him a kiss on the lips. “Your more confident now then when we met what changed?”

He notices Brett’s smirk and playfully shoves him before pulling him back in for another kiss.

Brett sneaks over to his car and drives off towards Davenport.

Xxx

Nolan walks into the school and immediately pulled into a classroom by Liam, Mason and Corey. “Was that Brett Talbot getting out of your car?”

“No there was nobody but me in the car.”

“Really because I saw you kiss someone but if you were alone in the car that means you were kissing yourself.”

Nolan looks around avoiding the looks of the three teens. Mason looks over at Liam and whispers. “Use a wolf ability.”

Liam nods. “Nolan I can hear your heartbeat it jumps when someone lies and your’s jumped when you said you were alone in the car.”

“Ok fine yes that was Brett, Yes he spent the night at my house, Yes I helped him escape from hunters, Yes Monroe sent me to kill him, Yes we have kissed a bunch since I helped him and yes we may be dating I’m unsure of at moment but I would enjoy that.”

Liam, Mason and Corey all look at each they weren’t expecting all of that. Liam and Mason are thrilled Brett is still alive for different reasons. Liam is thrilled because even though Brett gets on his nerves he is still a friend and for Mason Brett is really handsome hence his nickname hot Brett with the eight pack abs.

Xxx Nolan is walking past the guidance office when Monroe pops her head out and asks Nolan to come in and sit. “You didn’t come back last night some people thought that werewolf killed you.”

“No still here and I killed the werewolf here’s a souvenir.” He pulls Brett’s black hoodie out of his backpack and hands it to Monroe.

“Very good Nolan you might have promise.”

Xxx

Monroe dismisses him and he quickly walks to the boys locker room to catch his breath and take a moment for himself. After he closes the door he leans his head against it and takes a breath. He sits down on the bench to text Brett.

“She bought it, you are dead.”

A minute later he gets a reply. “Good see you tonight and I can show you just how alive I am.”

Nolan blushes as he reads the texts. He’s so focused on the text he doesn’t notice coach come out of his office. “Holloway what the hell are you doing in here?”

Nolan startled jumps up and shuffles to put his phone in his pocket. “Um free period I was going to practice my goalie skills.”

“Good between you and Bryant we haven’t had a good goalie since Danny.”

Nolan looks confused he doesn’t know who Danny is but lets it go since coach leaves.

Xxx

When Nolan gets home he goes up to his bedroom and as soon as he closes the door he is pinned to it it by Brett who is tan pants, white button up long sleeve dress shirt and a purple sweater vest on his school uniform. Nolan smiles into the kiss as his hands come up the bottom of the sweater vest and pushes it up.

They topple onto the bed Brett hovering over him. Both of them are being gentle with the other for Nolan he doesn’t want to hurt Brett he’s not at one hundred percent although the way he’s acting now you couldn’t tell. As for Brett he doesn’t want to hurt Nolan.

Brett leaves a peck on his nose. “How was your day?”

“Long as soon as I got into the school Liam, Mason and Corey pulled me into a classroom and said they noticed you. Then Monroe requested I come into her office and she was impressed that I killed you.”

“Do you regret not pulling the crossbow trigger?”

Nolan rolls them over from on their sides to Brett on his back and Nolan straddling him looking down at the werewolf he smiles as he says. “Never.”

He leans down and kisses him. “You might have to leave Beacon Hills. Yes Monroe thinks your dead but she has a bunch of other hunters what if someone sees you.”

Brett reaches up and brushes a piece of hair off Nolan’s forehead. “I can’t leave. I have too many ties here.”

“Lori.”

“Lori, Liam, Scott, Mason and you my boyfriend.”

Nolan is speechless but also excited. He’s never been anyone’s boyfriend. “Boyfriend?”

“Only if you want?”

“I do. I want you to be my boyfriend too.”

#brett talbot #nolan holloway #nett #teen wolf

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Party Crashers (One Shot)

Steve Rogers x Reader where her friends jokingly send him an invite to his fan mail address for her birthday party. And Tony finds it and forces him to attend the birthday party. Reader being 100% oblivious to all of this until he literally walks in the door! 🤣🤣🤣

Here it is as requested by @katurrade my wonderful friend! Ask and you shall receive lovely! Hope you like it!

Party Crashers One Shot

Pairing: Steve Rogers X Fem!Reader

Rating:PG:13 (For jokes, booze, language, the usual) Pretty much all fluff, but there is a slight panic attack (although poorly written I can assure you)

Summary: You reluctantly agree to letting your friends throw you a birthday party, but when they send an invite to your favorite Avenger, how will things pan out?

Words: 5,576

It is AU in the sense that I’m having Tony live through endgame, and obviously Steve didn’t go back in time. Because I can’t move on. I don’t own anything but the reader and her family and friends. And the cat.

(Also the house pictured is NOT MINE. I wish it was, but sadly no. Just used it for imagining the party venue. And the dress isn’t mine either, but I can see myself owning it before the house.)

It’s also in Y/N L/N format. Enjoy!

Party Crashers

Two days before your party

“I’m. Not. Going. Stark. ” Steve Roger’s tone had a sense of finality to it, his body in a tense stance as he crossed his arms over his chest, looking at the patriotic themed party invitation that Tony was holding. A huge grin plastered on the billionaire’s face.

“Yes. You. Are. Rogers.” The man adjusted his glasses as he brought the invitation to his line of sight. Steve had tried to conceal the bright blue and red card when he got it in his fan mail that morning, but of course Stark being the snoop that he naturally was, he found it and brought it to everyone’s attention later in the Tower. “Look it’ll be good to keep in the fan’s good graces. After everything that’s happened recently, we could use the good PR.”

The blonde man sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair. Everything that had happened with Thanos was over and done with, but yet the people were still terrified and on edge. Rightfully so too. He didn’t understand how going to some grown woman’s birthday celebration was going to help, especially when he had never met her. So he thought.

“Did you read the note that was attached? It’s quite cute. Ahem.” Steve rolled his eyes as Tony cleared his throat, developing a shrill feminine voice as he read it aloud to the rest of the room. “Dear Captain America. You don’t know us but our friend Y/N has a birthday coming up and we figured since you both share the same birthday it would be awesome if we invited you! We just got her back and wanted to make up for missing her these last five years. You’re her absolute favorite superhero and she’s totally had a crush on you ever since you saved her life during the Battle of New York. Not that she’ll ever tell you that. Anyways you don’t have to RSVP or anything, and you aren’t required to take pictures. Hell you could show up, say hi, and leave with cake for all we care. Hope to see you!

Stacy and Jim Higgins” The rest of the avengers were laughing at the annoyed blonde’s face when Stark finished.

“They even included a photo!” Bucky and Sam were the first to look at the picture the brunette man was holding, Sam letting out a long winded “Daaaaang” upon seeing the woman’s face. Steve had to admit that Y/N was very attractive, immediately noticing her thousand watt smile as she snuggled what he was assuming to be her pet cat.

“Tony I don’t want to do this..” Steve tried to reason with him, losing all hope when his friend typed the number on the invite into his phone, tossing the taller man the device and making a “go on” motion with his hands as it began to ring.

Rogers was beginning to think of all the ways he could get away with killing the asshole philanthropist when he heard a voice call from the other side of the line. “Hello?”

“Yes...uhm uh is this Stacy?”

“Who’s askin?”

“It’s Steve Rogers. I’m…uh.”

“OH MY GOD NO FUCKING WAY! JIM GUESS WHO’S ON THE HORN? CAPTAIN FUCKING AMERICA!!! No…No I’m not kidding you asshole.” Steve couldn’t help but give a nervous chuckle as the female voice proceeded to call the male voice a bunch of inappropriate names. He heard her take a deep breath and continue. “Sorry bout that Mister America Sir. To what do I owe the pleasure of your phone call?” He shook his head, smiling as the woman made an attempt to sound polite.

“I just wanted to RSVP for Y/N’s birthday party. Fourth of July right?”

“Yea! Five o’clock at the address on the invite! You can show up whenever though, oh man Y/N is going to FREAK OUT! Thank you so so much for doing this! I know you must be really busy. Dealing with everything going on around here.”

“It’s no problem at all…” Tony smacked the man’s arm as he grimaced, biting back a few choice words for his teammate. “I’m looking forward to it.” His comment sounded forced and fake but the woman only giggled, buying his terrible performance.

“Great! I won’t tell her you’re coming, but we can’t wait to see you! Have a good night!”

“Of course, you too.” Steve’s face was void of all emotion as he threw the phone at Tony head on, clearly trying to wipe the satisfied expression off his face.

“There that wasn’t so hard was it Rogers?”

“Go to hell Stark.” The blonde man muttered, the other raising a hand to his chest, feigning hurt feelings.

“Language Cap. You kiss your mother with that mouth? It’s not like I’m going to make you go alone. I want to see this train wreck first hand.” Mentally exhausted from today’s turn of events Steve didn’t even bother with a retort, walking out of the room to head to his bedroom. He was too old for this crap.

Day of Your Party

Lake George, New York

“No, No, I specifically told you Patty NO FIREWORKS! Y/N gets all jumpy and she’s bringing Tigger too…yes, her cat. YOU ARE NOT MESSING THIS UP FOR US PATRICIA! I WILL END YOUR ENTIRE FAMILY TREE WITH A TABLESPOON OF GASOLINE AND A MATCH! Do NOT try me today! Tell your mom I said hello. See you soon!”

Stacy ended the phone call with a huff, her eyes sweeping the large group of people that were attempting to set up last minute decorations for your birthday. Of course they would have it out at their astonishing lake side house in upper New York, away from the city and away from the seas of family reunions at Central Park. Considering the holiday, Stacy was hell bent on making sure no explosions of any kind would be happening today. She wanted everything to be perfect for you, and she wasn’t above murdering your cousin to obtain that goal. She didn’t care if she was only eleven years old.

“You threatening children again honey?” Jim quirked an thick eyebrow at his wife, watching the woman deflate just an inch before she ran off to scream at someone for hanging the wrong colored lantern above one of the large tables. He was fairly certain his wife was going to have a stroke when all of this was over. He could hope anyway. She had been a nightmare planning this whole affair for you, and that was only because you had eventually given in to her demands. It was like negotiating with the government. And he had willing married her.

He laughed as she opted to forcefully take the lantern from his brother Tyler, dragging the chair to another table and hanging it up in its rightful spot. All it took though was one saucy wink in his direction and he could feel his body relax. She was going to be the death of him.

~~A short while later~~

“I hope there isn’t too many people Mel, you know I hate feeling crowded.” You pulled into the long driveway of your best friend’s home. Mel, your sister sat strangely quiet in the passenger seat, lovingly petting a sleeping Tigger in her lap. Before Thanos she was merely a teen, now a high school graduate and looking into medical school. Tigger was barely a year old and just starting to be harness trained, the orange tabby loving the outside and you didn’t have the heart to keep him inside all the time. Now older, he still loved being outside but had gotten pudgy in your years away. You had missed out on so much, but Mel was never this quiet before. In fact, she had pretty much been silent the entire four hour drive to Lake George, only saying a few words here and there as you rambled on. “Why are you being so damn quiet? It’s creeping me out.”

Your sister only smiled at you, her eyes misted over just a bit as she shook her head. “I’ve just missed hearing you talk sis. Five years…” A small sob escaped her when you threw your car into park, reaching over to pull her into a hug.

“Hey now, it was five years for me too alright? We’re together again yeah?” Brushing the tear off her cheek you held back your own when Tigger let out a cranky mewl. That was one thing you would never get tired of. A joyful laugh left your mouth as you began to break away from the embrace, looking into your sister’s brown eyes. “Alright get out of here before you make me ruin my makeup. And just so we’re clear I expect a full blown alien conspiracy lecture tomorrow on the way home.” You jokingly scolded, watching her light up before taking the cat and dashing out of the car. Well at least she had stayed the ball of energy you had remembered.

Stepping out of your vehicle before locking the doors, you couldn’t help but let out a gasp at the house in front of you.

“I see you guys finished the remodel!” You called out when you entered the foyer.

“Y/N! You look amazing!!” Stacy yelled, coming to give you the biggest hug as if you hadn’t been back for months now and she hadn’t just seen you a couple days ago. “Where did you get that banging dress? Did they have one in purple?!”

You lightly shoved your friend, looking down at your outfit for the day.

“HEY EVERYONE, Y/N’S HERE!” A large amount of screams were heard throughout the house and soon you were being flogged by tons of family and friends. Most of them you had seen since you got back, but all of them at once was kind of suffocating. You tried to hide your nerves as you greeted the seemingly endless crowd of smiling, teary faces.

“Happy birthday Y/N!”

“You look great!”

“You got a boyfriend yet?”

“How’s work?” Holding your temple, you started to struggle to breathe, overwhelmed by all of the questions and closeness. A knock at the door seemed to stop everyone in their tracks, and you smiled gratefully as Stacy swooped in to shoo them all away.

“Let our girl breathe a little! Fuck! Buncha vultures.” Your brunette friend whispered the last part, you giggling as she led you away from the prying eyes and invasive questions. It had been nearly a year since you had come back, it wasn’t as if it was just yesterday or anything. Taking a seat on the back porch, you gladly took the mojito Jim handed to you while Stacy went to get the door, opening it widely and immediately looking confused.

“You…you aren’t Captain America.” She managed to get out as Tony Stark took off his sunglasses, reaching to take her hand and giving her a grand smile.

“Well spotted. I’m not. Tony Stark. I however, was under the assumption he was already here. “

“He’s not with you?” Your friend asked as he went to dart his eyes to his phone, a frown on his features as he went to call the avenger in question, holding a finger up to Stacy.

“He didn’t want to carpool and save the environment. He insisted he took his bike. Maybe he took a wrong turn at Albuquerque. Excuse me.” That was a blatant lie, as Tony had told Steve specifically to take his bike and offer Y/N a ride as an attempt to break the ice. Perhaps the good captain was in fact lost. He listened as the phone rang, clucking his tongue in disapproval as it went to voicemail.

“Sorry Stac, looks like you just have me for right now. I’m more than positive he’ll be here soon. I know he wouldn’t miss something like this. He loves birthday cake, as do I. But you know war heroes, always fashionably late. Shall we?” Your friend could only nod slowly, the information sinking in and Stark taking his cue to head into the large home. “Your home is stunning.”

“Thanks. Y/N should be out back.” Stacy waved him on and Tony took his time enjoying the lovely large windows and high ceilings. He also took the time to send a very strongly worded text message to Steve about punctuality, and the fact he should have beaten Stark here considering Rogers had left nearly two hours before he had.

It didn’t take him long to find you, halfway through your glass and staring out onto the massive backyard. People were playing volley ball, four or five men were manning the grill, women laughing in groups as they caught up. Even surrounded by everyone you still felt a little isolated. Not a soul paying attention to you. Noticing you were almost out of alcohol he backtracked into the house, grabbing a couple fresh minty drinks and heading back out.

“Y/N I presume?” Tony’s voice shook you out of your daydreaming, you jumping at recognizing his face. Iron Man Tony-fucking-Stark was standing just to your right, and you placed a hand over your chest in a poor attempt to steady your heart beat.

“Uhmnh…Yea….Yea that’s me.” You choked out, taking the billionaire’s drink offering and setting it down before coming back up to grasp his hand and giving it a firm shake. “I’m Y/N.”

“You sure?” His jab made you blush, you finishing your first drink before moving your steel straw into the next one. The brunette man smiled, sipping on his own drink and nodding at it in approval.

“What…what are you doing here?” Your question was blurted out at a rapid speed, the skin on your neck tingling again as Tony looked down to meet your eyes. You could tell that he had been waiting on you to ask, as it wasn’t everyday random world saving superheroes showed up to a woman’s birthday party.

“We got an invite from Stacy and her husband, but superhero business would have it that only I could make it tonight. I’m sorry if you were expecting someone taller. With blonde hair and devastating blue eyes.” You sputtered into your glass, giving Tony an incredulous look while he laughed at you. What had your friends mentioned in that invitation?

“No um, this is really wonderful. Thank..thank you for coming.” You nearly squeaked, trying to guzzle down the rest of your drink and standing from your chair. Jim signaled it was time to eat, Stacy starting to hand people red, white, and blue plates and napkins while the masses began to form a line for food. “I guess that’s our cue. Everyone will be really excited to meet you. And in case I don’t get the chance, thank you. Ya know, for saving the world.”

“All in a day’s work Y/N. Let’s get some grub, I’m starving.” You laughed as Tony extended his arm, helping you down the stairs into the party space, people offering him thanks and asking for pictures once they caught on to who he was. “No no, I’m just here for the free food and Y/N’s birthday cake. But maybe we’ll take a few photos after yeah?”

The two of you took a seat at the large long picnic table after piling your plates with ribs, potato salad, corn on the cob, and other fourth of July staples. Tony kept everyone laughing, telling stories to you and the twenty four other people that were there to celebrate. You secretly wished that you could be this outgoing, most of the time shying away from social interaction and people altogether. It would certainly help you and your lackluster personal life.

After everyone was on the brink of a food coma, Tony suggested the game of charades to help burn off some of the food to make room for cake. With it being after seven, some of the guests opted to leave for the evening, wishing you well and stealing a couple of photos with Tony before exiting. None of them seemed to notice the motorcycle parked alongside the driveway.

Steve’s eyes watched with amusement as you attempted to use your cat to imitate a machine gun, shouting Scarface quotes and Tony being the first to answer correctly. His breath was taken away by how beautiful you were in person, the picture being five years older after all. He loved the way your eyes crinkled when you laughed, and how your smiles always looked warm and inviting, even when you were clearly not doing the best at charades. Steeling his nerve he climbed off his bike, wiping his suddenly sweaty palms onto his pants and heading up to the front door of the large home. He took in a deep breath and knocked, staring into the rich oak and waiting.

“I’ll get it!” You shouted, hopping off the couch and dodging popcorn Mel was throwing at you along the way. You stuck your tongue out playfully, turning to open the door and finding yourself face to face with freedom in the flesh.

“Happy birthday Y/N.” His stunning blue eyes and even more attractive smile was too much for you and the room began to spin. “I’m Steve.”

You took his hand, suddenly feeling really light headed. His expression changed to one of concern as you took a few fumbling steps back, his strong arm instinctively reaching out to grip your waist and steady you.

“Hey you’re alright. I’ve got you.” His words had your brain going into overdrive, your mind flooding with the memory of the only other time you had heard him say that.

~May 4th, 2012~

“Why the hell should I take orders from you?!”

You heard the cop ask the man in the blue suit, you hiding behind a nearby car as you watched him interact with the officer, chaos erupting throughout the city. The entire office you worked in had evacuated in a panic, but you were one of the last ones to leave, narrowly escaping death a few times over just getting out of the building. Your eyes were glued to the man, never seeing him before in your life. He was extremely handsome from what you could tell, and clearly he wasn’t taking no for an answer. You watched as he proceeded to defeat a few of the strange creatures easily, and you couldn’t help but let out a raspy laugh as the officer quickly changed his tune.

“I need men in those buildings. Lead the people down and away from the streets. We’re gonna set up a perimeter all the way down to 39th street.” He had said the last bit into his radio, walking away and you gladly decided it was time to get your ass out of there. Standing up and headed towards the street you began running towards the nearest subway entrance. Your heart was hammering in your throat and you were sure you would have to throw out your heels and now ripped to hell dress when this was over. Turning a corner you let out a blood curdling scream as a truck came barreling through the air, you being directly in its way.

You shut your eyes and awaited death, but it never came. Instead you were grabbed roughly and tucked in between a set of buildings, a shriek leaving your lungs as you watched the truck go flying by. Your hands shot to cover your face as your panicked sobs came out before you could stop them, realizing you were alive.

“Hey you’re alright, I’ve got you.” Your hands were brought down from your face and you looked up to see the hero in blue staring intently at you, brushing some of your now loosened hair away from your face. You were certain your makeup was smeared along with dirt and dust from all of the debris floating around the city, but he only continued staring into your eyes.

“Boy do you ever.” Was all you could get out, a small smile lighting up the mystery man’s features as he grabbed your hand, looking into the street before nodding to you.

“Good. Now let’s get you to safety Doll.” You swooned and fought to keep up with the man as he started jogging back into the street, careful to help you dodge and duck the ugly looking creatures along the way. Stopping at the subway entrance he gave you a once over, making sure you weren’t bleeding as you fought a heart attack from all the cardio today had put you through. His hands on your shoulders weren’t helping things.

“You get down there and you stay safe alright miss?” You could only nod like an moron again, watching him turn to walk away.

“Hey wait!” He turned around at your newly found voice, you pointing to an alley that wasn’t under attack. “You’ll get to where you’re going faster if you take that way. It’ll lead you back to where you saved me.”

He cracked a smile, appreciating your kindness as he took off. You got all the way down the stairs before realizing you never got to thank him. Or learn his stupid name.

~Now~

“Boy do you ever.” Your words came out in a whisper, his gaze turning to one of calculation as you smiled. There was no way he could have remembered saving you. He has saved thousands, millions of people in the past, and you weren’t that memorable.

“You…you were the woman I saved from the flying truck..weren’t you?” His voice was soft as he whispered back. You nodded with wide eyes, taking note how his arm hadn’t detached itself from your waist yet. Not that you minded.

“You remember me?” You stuttered out, trying to keep your shocked nerves at bay.

“Doll I couldn’t forget you even if I tried. Those directions saved my skin that day. I’m glad to see you survived.”

“Because of you! I didn’t even know trucks could fly.” Your comment made him laugh out loud, his arm leaving your waist only to cover his stomach as he filled the house up with joy. Everyone else laughed nervously, clearly not having heard the conversation between you two and therefore not having the slightest idea what was so funny.

“I see you cut your hair, your picture doesn’t do you justice you know.”His normal voice and remark set your face on fire, you whipping your head to look at your best friend, who only sheepishly shrugged and avoided making eye contact with you. “But I like it. Suits you.” Receiving another compliment from the blonde had you grinning like a goofball.

“Thank you….and uh thanks, for saving my life all of those years ago. I never got the chance to do it back then.” You rambled, before widening your eyes again and taking a breath. “And thanks for helping bring back everyone from the decimation too! I mean I was part of that and I know everyone is really grateful and all.” Finishing your long winded spiel you began studying the designs in the hard cherry wood floor, embarrassed at how the Captain only continued to chuckle at you.

“You’re welcome…and you’re welcome.” He beamed at you, Tony loudly coughing to bring the two of you out of whatever bubble you seemed to be in together.

“This is ADORABLE to watch. Seriously. But uh, I was promised cake and I’m not leaving until I get some.” Stark whined, your friends all agreeing before wandering into the kitchen, you motioning for Steve to follow. Stacy smiled warmly at you as she took the glad cake topper off, your mouth watering at the beautiful cake she had made. It was three layers, all different swirls of red white and blue adorning it along with simple gold stars.

“Oh Stac…it’s perfect. Thank you.”

“Hey that means we can sing happy birthday to both of you!” Jim clapped Steve on the back, shaking his hand as he went to light the one huge candle that sat on top of the cake.

“As long as you don’t sing Jim I think our ears will be okay.” Mel quipped, everyone laughing as they began singing to the two of you. Your eyes welled up with tears, looking at all of the faces of people you honestly weren’t sure you’d ever see again. And two of the people that helped make that happen were here as well. How about that. Once everyone had a piece of cake you all took to sitting outside on the back porch again, watching the summer sun begin to set off in the distance. It reflected off the lake beautifully, the reds and oranges in the sky extending over the water.

“I’ve missed how peaceful it is out here Stacy. You and Jim have an absolute paradise out here.” Your friends nodded, both too busy with cake to really take in the splendor.

“I think this cake is paradise.” Tony muffled out, mouth full of the sugary treat, Steve’s shaking of his head had you and Mel giggling into your forks. “You have to get me the recipe so my wife can make it. Or we can just pay you to make it.”

“Anything for one of the guys who saved the world. I’ll write it down for ya.” Stacy’s smirk made you chuckle, her fingers snaking out to take your clean plate from you. Walking back into the kitchen, the now very happy Stark following her, Mel sighed as she looked at her watch.

“It’s not even ten yet! What are we going to do!?” Her complaint reminded you how much younger she actually was, you perfectly fine with calling it a night. Your ears perked up at the sound of soft jazz music beginning to pour out of the speakers located on the corner of the deck, Jim turning on the assortment of lanterns. The whole back yard was aglow with twinkling lights and you started to subconsciously sway to the beat. Steve’s jaw working as he began to walk over to you, shrugging out of the brown leather jacket he had been wearing and setting on a chair.

“Well I know what Y/N and I are going to do.” Steve stuck his hand out to you, you smiling timidly before reaching yours to grasp his. “Care to dance, Doll?”

“Well I’m not going to say no.” He laughed at that, bringing you over to the side of the deck that was serving as a makeshift dance floor, Jim and Stacy following your lead when she returned from the kitchen. You got a chance to take in his outfit, nice gray slacks and a simple blue button up shirt rolled up at the elbows. It wasn’t much but he didn’t need much when he looked like he had been carved out of marble by Michelangelo himself.

“I have to admit, I don’t have that much practice with dancing.” The blonde admitted, your heart fluttering as a flush crept over his face. You squeezed his hand reassuringly as he dropped his other one to sit on high on your waist.

“Is the great Captain America flustered right now?” You giggled, allowing him to spin you around. “Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me. But for the record…” You gingerly took his hand at your waist, lowering it a little to where it sat just above your hip. “Your hand will be a lot more comfortable here. And you should relax some. I don’t bite.”

He swallowed thickly and nodded, you both swaying to the music in a comfortable silence as it played on, Jim making sure the songs stayed slow so you wouldn’t part ways so quickly. Eventually you began making small talk, asking him about his life and interests, Steve obviously very interested in what you had been up to since Thanos’ defeat. You found him extremely easy to talk to, your jokes making him laugh, his eyes crinkling with joy as the time passed.

“So we might as well start making wedding invitations now.” Mel uttered to Tony when he curiously eyed the Captain, your sister and Stark looking to each other before chuckling. “She’s not going to let him go now that they’ve met officially.”

“That’s funny, because I was thinking the same thing. About him. Maybe he’ll find that life I told him to get.” Mel laughed at the brunette, both of them nodding to the other couple to vacate the dance floor. Stacy couldn’t help the sly smile as you and Steve continued to talk, so enamored in each other you didn’t notice everyone else leaving the back yard to give you some privacy. Ten minutes later the next song came to a close, Steve attempting to lower you into a small dip that made your knees weak in more ways than one.

“Thanks for the dance Y/N.”

“Dances Mister Rogers, and back at you. They were lovely. Now where did everyone…. “ You began to look around, a slight familiar panic setting in as your eyes searched for your friends and the billionaire. You sighed in exasperation as you watched them scatter. Failing miserably at making themselves look busy and like they hadn’t been watching you two. “Go.”

“I’m sure they mean well.” Steve’s eyes sparkled as you rolled your own.

“Sure yea. They’re probably in there planning our first date.”

“Our first date?” You went to cover your face with your hands, a high pitch squeak coming out when you came to terms with the fact you had said that out loud.

“OhmygodI’msososorry” You rushed out, continuing to hide your face as you were certain you were the brightest shade of red in the rainbow.

“Y/N it’s alright…”

“No it’s not. You’re out there saving the world, and I’m sure that coming to this dumb party my exhausting friends probably blackmailed you into was the last thing on your to do list. And then I have to go and ruin a perfectly nice moment by opening my big mouth and asking you out when knowing my luck you’re already dating some stunning Amazonian woman who can cook and makes you stupid happy!” Anger boiled in your veins as the blonde could only stare at you, partially concerned you might combust, and partially endeared that you clearly had a big crush on him.

“For the record, Tony made me come tonight. But you’re the sole reason I’ve stayed.” Steve took your clenched hand, giving it a soft squeeze and the noise that died in the back of your throat couldn’t have been remotely human. “And secondly, I’m single, and extremely flattered. But I’m afraid there’s a small problem.”

“You’re afraid I’m crazy and will probably burn down your house if you ignore me for too long?” He blinked at you, taking a moment to let that sentence sink in before shaking his head.

“No, I don’t know if you’re a cup of coffee or dinner and a movie kind of girl. “ His grin had you seeing fireworks and holy star spangled banner Steve Rogers was asking you out! Quickly jolting out of your over-excitement you managed a coy giggle, you removing your hand from his before placing it on his right cheek. Bringing yourself up to your tiptoes you allowed your lips to lightly kiss his left cheek, feeling the warmth radiate through his skin upon contact.

“Well in your case Steve, I’m both. Dinner tomorrow night when I get back into town?”

His eyes didn’t leave yours, you sliding your hand away only to have him take it again. Your heart raced as he placed a chaste kiss on your knuckle, grinning at you like a love struck puppy.

“I’ll pick you up on the bike at seven o clock. Hope you like Italian.”

“I do.” You nodded, you immediately missing his hand when he let it go.

“Great, then it’s a date.”

“So it is.” You bit back a girlish scream internally as he began to walk away, before turning around and bashfully asking for your phone number. You typed it into his phone, laughing the entire time. Everyone gathered outside for a quick photo with the two Avengers, Steve staying right next to you, a hand on your waist and the two of you looking nothing short of smitten with each other. You gave both of them a quick hug goodbye, Tony’s being longer because he complained about you not dancing with him at all and he deserved better treatment because he was there first.

“Goodnight Y/N. Happy Birthday.” You smiled at the blonde, giggling as Tony had to physically grab the back of Steve’s jacket to pull him out of the doorway.

“Happy birthday Steve. See you tomorrow.” You waved them on, leaning against the frame as the two men became shapes in the dark. It wasn’t long after you heard the rumble of a motorcycle and a car start up, headlights pulling down the road as they drove off.

“I’m sorry they had to go.” Mel patted your shoulder as you shut the door, locking the bolt and turning off the porch light. You smiled at your sister saucily, throwing her a wink after she shut the blinds behind the couch.

“Me too, but god did I love watching him leave.”

Her response was a pillow. To your face.

The End

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rhabakoli · 5 years ago

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Infinite White - 11

It’s kinda all over the place, probably full of typos, but I just want to get this up and then go to bed I think I might just collapse.

Precious chapters here

Taglist: @dreamwritesimagines @i-am-always-famished @marauderskeeper @superwolfchild-fan @m00nlightdelights @cgn-99 @alicedopey @alwaysadreamingoptimist @atlas-of-the-world @finnickfoxes @rmwest9

“Do you have the posters?”

“Yes.” “And your charger?” “Yes.” “Where are the extension cords?”

“Big bag, left pocket.” Fenja sat in the passenger seat, legs dangling out the open door, backpack on her lap and watched Ragnar be a nervous mother hen. Ingrid stood by the trunk, focused on her phone, probably typing an email to some colleague, and answered her brother without even glancing at him. “Ragnar, I think we have everything. You’ve gone over it three times already.” “Yeah, it will be fine, big brother.” He glanced between them, then sighed. “Yeah, okay. I just want it to go over without a hitch.” “It will. And now get in or we’ll be late and all your overchecking will be for naught.” Ingrid just nodded and gave her brother a push, before getting into the back. “Get in, dumbo.”

The drive to the convention hall was not long, but apparently long enough for Ingrid to get nervous. Fenja was turned to her side, talking to Ragnar about the YWA - who still owed her an answer, by the way - and kept glancing back at the teen. She mumbled to herself, going over her presentation one more time. “Sweetheart, you will smash it.” Ragnar was looking at his sister through the rearview mirror. Fenja felt her heart squeeze at their connection, their familiarity with each other. It was stupid, but she still tended to get moody. She didn’t have family like those two did. Sometimes it hurt to be around them.

Ragnar seemed to be super-sensible today; he touched her knee, glancing over at her. “You okay?” Fenja nodded, forced a smile to her face. She’d not bring herself into focus. Not ever, and especially not today. Today was sweet baby Ingrid’s day, and hers alone. So she turned around, peeked at the girl and asked: “Is the rest of the team joining us?” “No, most of them have important plans, some have family outings they couldn’t get out of, and Beatrice is scared of crowds.” “Oh. Well, you’ve got us, at least.” “That I did.” She looked down at her power point again, forehead in creases. Fenja couldn’t let her suffer by herself: “Want me to test you?”

The hall was bustling with con-goers and presenters, all ages and sizes, from big corporations to small one-person businesses. There were booths everywhere, neat and square in rows, the odd food vendor sprinkled into the mix. Ragnar took the bags from the car, not even thinking about letting either of them carry anything heavy - what a gentleman, Fenja rolled her eyes - and was currently looking for their booth. His girls were trailing behind him, elbows hooked together, taking in the loaded and busy atmosphere. Seeing Fenja fit so well into his family, being loved by them, really struck a chord within him, made him feel all warm and cozy inside. He hadn’t yet stopped to think about what it meant, but he knew, at some point he would be forced to. Either by circumstance or Aslaug. He finally found their booth, set down the bags and promptly decided he didn’t like the neighbours. Not even 10 seconds there, and they already were checking out his friend. He tried not to be to obvious about it, but he very much felt like holding their heads under water until the bubbles disappear. Ingrid and Fenja were already starting to empty the bags, hang up the posters, get their setup together. All the while, they were conversing and giggling, and Ragnar forgot all about the neighbours. Those two were important, and that Ingrid’s presentation would go over smoothly, and nothing else.

“Where’s Fenja?” “Spreading the word. Organizers allow posters everywhere, and she’s not going to let that opportunity go.” Ingrid was on her phone, her laptop next to her. Ragnar grinned at her laser-focus as she was typing away, little giggles coming out here and there. “How’s Ginger doing, eh?” “Her internship-mom wants a puppy but Internship-dad doesn’t and now Ging has fighting Internship-parents.” Ragnar halted for a second, blinked and then turned to his sister. “At some point you’ll have to explain the whole Internship-parent thing to me again.” “She lives with them during her internship, and they remind her of her grandparents, just younger, but she already has those and parents, so Bert and Lisa are her Internship-parents.” “Oh, yeah. Sure, makes sense.” He heard Fenjas laugh and turned around, mouth already open to ask something. But he snapped it shut again, eyes squinting and anger growing in the pit of his stomach. She was walking next to a stocky, blond guy, laughing at whatever he said. He was carrying the remaining posters under his arm, hands the pockets of his pants and eyes trained on his best friend like she was a steak. He did not like that. At all.

Ingrid looked up at the deep growl sounding through the booth, eyebrows raised in surprise. Who the hell brought a dog? She searched for the source of the noise, but could only find her brother at the edge of their designated spot, murderous look on his face as he stared off somewhere. Not a dog then. Ingrid took in his tense stance, his white knuckles and flared nostrils, his chest practically vibrating. Concerned, she followed his line of view. Oh boy. She got up, quick on her feet and hung onto Ragnars arm, lest he try to go and kill the guy. Last time she’d seen that kind of a look on a man in her family, her aunt had to haul Bjorn out by his hair. “Rags.” He grunted at her, still squinting at the guy. Very subtle, that one. “Ragnar, wipe that look off your face, you’ll scare Fenja.” His face relaxed at that, but his eyes were still terrifyingly, piercing blue. They came closer, Fenja now grinning at the siblings and bounding over to join their huddle. “Why are we hanging off Ragnar’s arms?”, she asked Ingrid. Ragnar hadn’t moved much, except raising a hand and putting it over Fenja’s on his arm. “Are you satisfied with the posters now?”, he asked her, but still fixed the stranger with a mean look. “Yep..” She pointed at the guy. “Alvin here saved me from breaking my neck or destroying something.” Alvin shrugged, hands still in his pockets.”Thought you could use some help there.” “Yeah, thanks.” Fenja tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, an overly pitiful look on her face, voice dripping with sarcasm. “The world is harsh, when you’re tiny.” Ingrid watched the exchange with worry; how Alvin’s eyes raked over Fenja, and how she was completely oblivious and Ragnar’s barely suppressed anger. This would end badly. She let go of her brothers arm, stepped closer to Alvin and extended a hand to take to posters from him. “Thanks for the help, we’ve got it from here.” “You’re so very welcome. Anything else you need?” “No, thanks, I’ve got my helper.”, she said, and pointed at the tall guy at her back. Alvin was not the brightest, or maybe blind. Ragnar was not someone you’d just overlook. Ingrid took the posters, grabbed her brothers hand and pulled him and Fenja along, while throwing an excuse over her shoulder: “Sorry, we’ve got to go through our presentation again.” Ragnar took a deep breath, as soon as Fenja was out of Alvin’s sight. He blew the air harshly through his nose, making Fenja raise an eyebrow and look up at him. “You okay?” “Yeah.” Didn’t sound like it. Fenja let go of his arm and instead stepped in front of him with her hands up, when he tried to leave. “Are you sure?” She felt his stomach flex under her hands, his eyes trained on hers as he tilted his head to the right. “I’m good.” Then he turned, left the booth and didn’t look back.

Ingrids only response to Fenja’s questioning look was a shrug.

The rest of the day was going over relatively smooth. If one didn’t mind a tall, broad, viking looking guy following one around and growling at any guy coming close. Fenja ignored him for the duration of the presentations, and instead just concentrated on little Ingrid going up there, and looking like she might just vibrate out of her body, mightily terrified and wide eyed. But as soon as she started talking, got to show her know-how, and her passion and telling an interested crowd about the project she had been working so hard for, everything else went away. She stood tall, she walked around the stage, gestured, made the perfect amount of eye contact. “She’s so good up there.”, Fenja whispered at some point, leaning into Ragnar, who was sitting beside her. “She’s got a knack for public speaking.” He just grunted, and nodded, and shifted in his seat, angling his body more towards her. His arm was over the back of her chair, caging her in, and he kept playing with the tips of her hair. “Are you sure you’re okay?” “Yes. And now shh.” He cut her off harshly and pointed to the front of the room. “Pay attention.” Ingrid was at the end of her presentation, her hands clasped behind her back, the presentation on it’s last slide - a picture of the whole team, bunched together in a room, the huge table covered in papers, laptops, chinese take-out boxes. Half of them seemed to be asleep at the desk, one or two were stretched out on couches in the background. It showed the hard work, the close bond of the team and the love that went into developing this programme. It also gave the crowd something to laugh at, so there’s that. The teen smiled at the room, did a little curtsy and raised her voice one last time: “Thanks for coming to my TED-Talk.” Laughter all through the crowd, some amused head shaking here and there. “If you’ve got any questions I couldn’t answer just now, we are at booth 128.” Fenja grinned and clasped a hand on Ragnars thigh, getting his attention. “Let’s go.” He nodded, stood and followed her closely. So close in fact, that she could feel his warmth through her sweater, even though he wasn’t even touching her. “Let’s get out of here.”, he rasped, eyes skipping over the crowd, looking for his sister. She joined them just outside the lecture hall, talking a mile a minute, like a freight train without brakes. Fenja was paying attention to her, just let her rant until they were back at the booth.

Where Alvin was waiting for them. Great. Ingrid tried to keep the mood light, as she could sense her brother getting all tense again. He really didn’t like Alvin. Fenja was as oblivious as ever, telling him about the presentation, how proud she was of Ingrid. She did not notice, that the guy was undressing her with his eyes. But Ragnar did. And he did not receive it well. “If he doesn’t stop looking at her like that, I’ll smash his face in.” His sister blinked twice, then looked up at him. She was honestly afraid he’d do something stupid. And at the same time she was amazed, because he’d never looked more like their father than he did in this very moment. There was a very dark, sinister storm brewing behind his eyes, his posture was coiled, shoulders pulled up slightly as he leaned forward and fixed the guy with a look. Okay, shit. And, of course, before Ingrid could do anything, Alvin made the mistake of touching Fenjas upper arm and leaning in. To be fair, from their angle it did look a bit like he was trying to maybe kiss her? But that was neither here nor there, because Ragnar would have gone off in any case. Fenja was in the process of leaning back - because, wow, personal space much? - when she was pulled back and against a wall of muscles, shaking in anticipation and the effort not to actually do any bodily harm. Alvin looked at Ragnar with such distaste, he might have just bitten into a lemon. Fenja felt it more than she heard the growl rumbling through her friend. “You may want to fuck off, buddy.” “Or what?” In the back, Ingrid groaned. What an idiot. Her brother actually took a step forward, but a hand to his front stopped him. He fisted the material of her sweater, trying to anchor himself, to not attack this sleazy fish physically. “You really don’t want to know, man.” Fenja felt like she had been sucked into some romcom, or a telenovela maybe. Or some best-friend-to-lovers-fanfiction. She wasn’t a hundred percent sure that this was really happening. But even if she was passed out somewhere because she hit her head, she didn’t want Ragnar to get in any fights. So she interfered, pressed a hand against Ragnar, trying to keep him from lunging. Then she looked at Alvin, still standing there, all puffed up and a steely look in his eyes. “Could you please just go?” “Why? Just because some guy says so? He can’t decide over you, he’s not your boyfriend!” Ingrid facepalmed. Yeah, wrong move, man. Fenja straightened, let go of Ragnar and stood in front of him. “Are you serious? Yeah, buddy, you better go now, because if he doesn’t punch you, I will.” “But-” “Shut up and go, Alvin.” She could feel Ragnars hand folding over her hip, holding onto her, and it made her feel more secure, stronger. “Fuck off, beanbrain. I don’t want you.”

Part 12

#iw #infinite white #best friends to lovers #slow burn #vikings #a dreamwritesimagines production #ivars kids #foh #faint of heart #jealousy #no kiss yet im so sorry

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riverdaleroundup · 7 years ago

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Riverdale Roundup: 2x9 “ Silent Night, Deadly Night”

Okay we open up the scene and apparently it’s Christmas time. This timeline literally makes no sense. So this has all happened in three months? So Archie and Fred now sell Christmas trees in addition to their construction business that i totally forgot about. Archie is like “we’re selling Christmas trees to make extra money” and i’m like “ oh right because you’re Taylor swift before she got famous and became the literal worst. You’ve got Christmas tree farm? Wake up America. This all sounds so fake.” Mary Andrews isn’t going to be back for Christmas because she’s going on a singles cruise, she’ll be getting lit daily on the lido deck with a bunch of other sad forty somethings.

Archie and Jughead commiserate over their failed relationships and honestly probably order another 4 rounds of milkshakes to drink away their feelings.

So Polly sneaks into Betty's room to wake her up like “ he’s here!” and I should have known right then that it it was a dream because why would Polly who is literally a sin oven roll back up to town right when the Black Hood is ready to take names.

So now we know that Nana Rose didn’t die in the throne hill fire because I guess she was like at the country club or something. So the Blossoms are broke and christmas is going to be sad. Honestly they should have cashed that hush money from the St.Clairs but whatever, it was the principle of the thing. So like they have this other massive house to replace the one that burned down but they don’t have 45 dollars go get a ham and some mash potatoes?

Well shit the Andrews are also going broke. Archie is like confused about why the hospital bill costs so much and i’m like honey you live in America, getting shot isn’t free. Obama care like isn’t a thing anymore.

Next we see the Lodges, who I thought were broke but Veronica is making designer purchases like her american excess card has no limit. So like what it the truth?

FP and Jughead have a little spat and Jughead is super pissy. He’s not about this drug life but I mean the Serpents have always dealt pot and you know they say that that’s a gateway drug.

Veronica gets a voucher for a couples massage and it’s honestly pretty awks because she is now sans Justin Gingerlake as her arm candy. She can go with Betty, or her mom, and honestly that’s so my life.

Archie is making eyes at Betty when he gives her her secret santa gift and Jughead takes notice of this. Sidenote: They’re at Riverdale High so like why is Jughead there? Should he not be at his sad rundown underprivileged school? Oh he just doesn’t go to school anymore? Same. Fuck school if you know what i mean.

By a true Christmas Miracle Moose makes a rare appearance. He has a limp but is still hot.

Okay so Mr. Spooky Janitor is gone. I can’t remember his name. They say his name like 40 thousand times in this episode but i’m still like who is that? Archie is thinking that he got the janitor killed so they roll up to the receptionists desk and it’s pretty clear to me that this women would be down to bone Mr. Janitor and was hoping that that chicken soup was going to lead somewhere.

Jughead and Betty are in the Blue and Gold office and they exchange gifts. The box Betty gives Jughead is way bigger than the one he gives her and I can tell that she clearly likes to win at gift giving.

Veronica gives Archie this fancy watch she bought him pre breakup that she had engraved. It’s a little awks and Archie is probably going to pawn that watch to pay for his father's medical bills. Honestly Archie doesn’t seem like the nice watch type. He’s liable to misplace that at any second or just forget that he ever owned it. He probably lost his guitar and forgot he ever wanted to be a singer and that’s why we don’t hear about it anymore.

So the serpents do a lot of charity over the holidays and that seems to be a running theme through bikers gangs. Jughead is pissed because Daddy chose Sweet Pea to be the teenage ambassador to the drug trade. No nepotism here.

Archie and Betty show up to the Janitors house and I know that I could just google what this guys name is or pay a little more attention but like i’m good how I am thank you. So the soup is still on the front porch and the Janitor doesn’t come running when they pound on the door. Is he dead? Honestly doubtful.

The Lodges are having a nice family dinner and Hermione starts talking about Spiffanys and I honestly want to slit my wrists. Like are they kidding me with these fake names? Veronica is like “Daddy pay my ex boyfriends Daddys medical bills” and Daddy is like “no”. and Veronica gets pissed and then daddy gets pissed. Daddy told Veronica not to go snooping for santa's gifts and that’s so relatable.

Cheryl puts up a Christmas tree and then she and Penelope throw down. Nana rose thinks they should have honor killed Cheryl awhile ago and at this point I think that Penelope agrees.

Alice is busy being a domestic goddess, whipping up cookies in case her runaway daughter, who at this point is 14 months pregnant, ever decides to return from the farm.

Betty gets a severed finger so i guess that means she’s on the naughty list.

Betty calls Archie to come look at the finger and i’m like bitch why haven’t you called the police you stupid bitch. Oh now black hood is calling again but how is a girl to know because the chorus of lollipop wasn’t playing. Oh how freaking convient that Joseph what's his nuts was at the sisters of quiet mercy. So you don’t have to be a pregnant teen cooper girl to go there?

Veronica goes snooping in Daddy's desk for gifts even though she was specifically told not too and finds out the her parents bought pops. I’ve just gotta say that that portrait of her is still so creepy.

Jughead thinks that FP is moving drugs but really it's just gifts. Ever riverdale kid wants to spoil christmas apparently. Jughead is being a stupid bitch like I really don’t think he gets how blackmail works. Like he just wants his dad to stop dealing drugs. Like he would if he could you little asshole.

Veronica wants to pay off Freds medical bills and i’m like okay your parents might not mind if you spend money here and there on “glamazon.com” but I think they are going to notice a charge for almost 90 thousand dollars you fool.

Jughead wants to “take out” Penny and it’s kind of yikes. So the teenage branch of the serpents are once again going to act like they are in charge when literally the actual members of the gang let them sit in the bar because their nice not because they actually think that they’re useful.

Okay so the janitor told them to kill the wrong person. That’s awkward. Like oops my bad. OMG NANA ROSE WAS PART OF THE HIT. I LOVE IT. YOU GO NANA ROSE.

I don’t get how Jughead is so nonchalant about Murder? Like he just rolls up crowbar in hand.Oh my god they are wearing those weird masks that just makes them seem more like children pretending to be hardcore.

Veronica gets busted and decides to try blackmail her parents and they are having none of it.

Why is she surprised that they can afford a dinner if she’s been spending up a storm in honour of the holiday season. Are we finally going to find out what the deal with the lodges is? I’m honestly sick of their secrets. Like don’t tell me who the black hood is just tell me what the fuck Mark is up to and is Kelly in on it?

Oh okay the Serpents aren’t going to kill Penny, they’re just going to drive her across the river and hope that she stays away? She’s not a stray cat. Oh my god is Jughead going to knife her? No he’s just going to crave her tattoo off her skin. How casual. I got up to the same kind of hijinks when I was fifteen.

So we roll up to the new Thorn Hill which has a name that I don’t remember. I love Cheryls holiday outfit. Nana Rose wasn’t present at the murder of the man because fuck women am I right? Oh my god they buried this guy alive???Okay so Polly's grandfather was one of the people who murdered this guy and Betty once again kind of makes it all about herself. Like “omg the black hood picked me because of my grandpa” get over yourself Betty. Freak then her and Archie share a brief kiss while Cheryl watches from the window, where she will store this information until she can use it to ruin their lives at a later date.

Okay so we don’t get to know what's up with the Lodges and i’m honestly so pissed. They need Fred for what comes next: Is he still 20% owner of SoDale or whatever that deal was? Daddykins? Really? Shoot me now.

Jughead tells FP that he and Serpent B team dealt with Penny and then gives a speech about how proud he is about being a serpent. FP is having some serious doubts about this shit. Like how scary can a group of 15 year olds really be? I still think that Penny is Alice’s sister or cousin or something ( honestly in riverdale if you have the same hair colour you are probably related.) and will be back real soon. So like we shall see .

Okay so they have a nice photo of the vigilante group burying this guy alive because obviously right after they committed murder they had to take a nice photo for instagram. It’s honestly a very aesthetically cute photo and I would give it a reblog.

They dig up the box and it’s empty and then boom the black hood is there. SHIT.

Okay so he still has his creepy masked voice. Like what’s the deal? I thought he was using an app to disguise his voice so Betty wouldn’t recognize it but it’s not like he’s speaking into an iphone right now.

BH makes Archie get in the coffin or he’s going to shoot Betty in the head. They called Sheriff Keller on the way so let’s hope that he isn't too busy sinning with the mayor to roll up in a timely manner.

Okay so the black hood is making Betty bury Archie alive and i’m cringing. I don’t fuck around with this type of shit. It is not what I’m about. I’m not going to sleep properly for several nights now because i’m going to be thinking about being buried alive. Thanks Riverdale.

The Sirens blare and Betty hits the black hood with a shovel. Archie climbs out of the grave, picks up the gun that the black hood conveniently dropped and sets out after him.

They catch him on the bridge and Sheriff Keller shoots the guy dead.

Oh shit it’s the janitor.

Okay but if the black hood did actually kidnap the janitor the real black hood could have forced him to go out and meet Archie and Betty. I don’t know.

Penelope is getting it on with some dude. Am I supposed to know who that is?

Betty got Jughead this bitching typewriter and he got her a nice book. So yeah she won the gift giving.Archie got Veronica a cheezy locket but that gets her crawling back to him saying that she loves him and shit. So Drama alert is he going to tell her about kissing Betty?

Someone takes creepy photos of them kissing .

Betty burns the contents of her mystery box but like what’s this? She takes out the black mask? Is dark Betty really coming out to play now? Like does she know it isn’t over because she thinks that the black hood is still out there or does she think that they still have sinners to deal with. I don’t fucking know. Okay now we have to wait forever for more episodes. Shitty

#riverdale #the cw riverdale #riverdale roundup #betty cooper #jughead jones #betty x jughead #veronica lodge #archie andrews #varchie #veronica x archie #Bughead #barchie

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cescalr · 7 years ago

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Teen Wolf Backstories Pt. #1

There's this thing.

You see, in Teen Wolf, the backstories for characters is something that's a little hard to come by. A little muddled, a little biased, or fully missing - backstories for characters, they're a limited resource. We know Derek's, as much as is necessary, we know some of Peter's, we know a fair bit about Deucalion, we know some of the Sheriff's - more now, thanks to season 6, so I suppose it was good for something - we know a bit about Claudia, we know a whole lot more about Garret Douglas than I care to know, we know a little about Stiles and Scott and Theo and Malia, but we don't really know a whole lot - and when it comes to Lydia and Jackson and Aiden and Ethan and Danny and Melissa and Agent McAsshole (whoops, sorry, Agent McCall) and Chris and Kate and everyone else, it's pretty much a blank slate.

Here's what we know for Scott (since as he's the main dude, he'll go first):

Scott lived with his Mum and Dad McAsshole when he was little, and moved to beacon hills during the fourth grade; so when he was about nine, with them.

Agent McAsshole left after a drunken bout of 'accidental' child abuse never to be seen again (well, unfortunately showing back up again unwanted during season three).

Melissa got a divorce (???) at some point, though she kept McAsshole's last name (????) for some reason (??????)

Scott was diagnosed with Asthma when exactly? Did he have an attack and that was how it was found out? What?? Tell meeee-

Scott was befriended by Theo who was asthmatic (? or manipulative and a liar, take your pick) and by association Stiles.

Likely bullied a little by Jackass but probably being friends with the likes of Stiles and Theo, that would have ended very quickly if it did indeed happen in the first place (I feel like it probably did).

Stopped being friends with Theo probably at the start of fifth grade when Theo was nine/ten and killed his sister, basically forgot about him after that; they weren't really close, though he easily recognised him - which could either mean Scott has a really good memory or Theo looks really similar to how he used to look.

Didn't know Stiles when Stiles' mum had recently died, see Stiles' bit on having panic attacks when his mum died and having to say this implying that Scott hadn't known that - so they likely became friends after Stiles' panic attacks stopped for the most part, which means maybe Scott wasn't really friends with them until the end of fourth grade regardless so he didn't have much time to be friends with Theo anyway (????)

Scott didn't know Heather existed - Stiles explained why they were going to her party - so Stiles was his only friend after Theo left (and vice versa)

Nothing interesting happened until sophomore year, when he got bitten, and voila, the start of the series.

Okay, so that was a little more cohesive than I thought, onto Stiles:

Born and raised in Beacon Hills

Claudia diagnosed around about when he was six, I think?

Stiles diagnosed with ADHD may be a little after or before that, or maybe when he's seven, or eight, maybe they catch it late or maybe they caught it early, at five, or four, but I doubt that - maybe they didn't catch it while Claudia was ill, maybe they only caught the anxiety, maybe they only caught that after his first panic attack, when was that - was that before Claudia died or after? - maybe Stiles only got diagnosed after his dad stopped being massively alcoholic/workaholic and actually paid attention to him and his school reports, maybe Stiles started his medication when he was ten, eleven, twelve - who knows??? The show doesn't say. Stiles still has to reassure Scott that he's taken his Adderall in season one, so maybe Stiles started taking it after he met Scott, or maybe he's just reassuring Scott because he's acting a little frantic and Scott doesn't really get it - who knows, again??? Who Knows????

Basically, you can do a shit tonne with that, that's all I'm saying. I've got it at him being diagnosed at the same time Claudia gets her false diagnosis of Bipolar Disorder from her pretty crappy local doctor, so a year or so before Claudia gets hit with the knowledge of Frontotemporal Dementia - though I've definitely got scenarios of a different nature in my head, I assure you. Most if not all of my fics follow my current set-up with the story I've already got on AO3 in the Backstory Collection, but some don't. The ones in my head don't, whoops.

Stiles is friends w/ Heather when young enough to take baths with her and have that not be Weird - so really, really young, then. Likely because Claudia and Heather's parent(s) were friends - mother or father? Dunno. Do they stop being close-but-close-enough-to-get-invited-to-parties-and-send-Christmas-cards before Stiles befriends Theo, or after? Was it a trio of Heather-Stiles-Theo, for a while, or was it Stiles-Heather Stiles-Theo and then just Stiles-Theo? Was Erica a friend of his when young, or did he not speak to her ever until season two?? Did Stiles ever meet Isaac or Boyd or whatever - did Stiles want to be Boyd's friend because they used to be, or was it just something he wanted at the time?

WHO KNOWS

anyway, so that's that for that part

Stiles gets a 'crush' on Lydia in the third grade - he's the one to call it an obsession, not me - perhaps its more a fixation on something that isn't complicated? A way to distract himself from his problems at home?

Claudia attacks Stiles on the roof. Has she done this before? Has she done the physical part multiple times, the verbal, or both? How often? Or was it just the once? And did she go to Eichen House, and if so, was it before or after this incident? Also likely her words - 'he's trying to kill me' - left a scar called that guilt complex he carries around and also the thing where he thinks he's evil in season five after he unlocks this horrible memory.

Claudia dies when Stiles is eight/nine - going into fourth grade, I think.

Stiles starts having panic attacks, but as far as he knew they'd stopped by season two's time.

(oh, no they hadn't. My poor man.)

Stiles' dad starts heavily drinking and heavily working. Stiles starts having to look after the both of them - we see leftovers of this in the show; Stiles bringing his dad food and being really very insistent about what he eats, etc.

Stiles is friends with both Theo and Scott at this point, more the former than the latter, anyone else is gone.

Stiles stops being friends with Theo at the start of fifth grade, I guess, which is about the time Theo kills his sister - Stiles feels bitter and angry and alone, so alone, so he latches onto Scott and probably punches Jackson in the face a few times, and likely vows hatred of Theo for the rest of his life - but he could never think the worst of him, that's why he was so insistant that the Theo in season five wasn't Theo at all, but rather an imposter, a fake, because Stiles didn't want to think of his childhood friend that way - the kid who helped him through panic attacks, the guy that distracted him when his dad was drunk and rambling and useless, or at work for days on end - Stiles can't think of him negatively, because Stiles has always struggled with seeing the faults in those he cares about - struggled with admitting them to himself.

I guess sixth grade (???) and onwards is pretty boring? Fifth grade the Sheriff cleans up his act, or maybe it takes two years, and Stiles is eleven - who knows. But maybe, maybe, sixth grade and onwards until sophomore year things are quiet. Stiles drags Scott out to increasingly more illegal and dangerous activities because Scott made the mistake of whining about how boring their town is - and that's that. Stiles finds out about a body in the woods - and they go. And all hell breaks loose.

There's a bit more confusion there, I guess. Theo next:

Born in Beacon, raised by the Doctors (oh, what wonderful parental figures they make, Christ)

?????

Apparently Asthmatic, but that's ??? up in the air. Perhaps he lied. Theo does that.

Disliked his sister.

Didn't really have a positive connection with anyone ?? except Stiles.

Befriended Scott ??? who knows why. He didn't like the guy, after all, and he returned back to Beacon Hills to murder him dead, so perhaps he did it because Stiles liked Scott??? Who knows.

????

Killed his sister at the start of fifth grade ??? it was cold enough for her to have mostly died from Hypothermia, so ??? maybe more nearing December, but I don't know how cold it gets in fake California. Beacon County is where, exactly??

Tore his sister's heart out, got surgery, became the first successful chimera.

Went away with the Dread doctors.

His family???? Died?? I guess??? Theo's parents never did anything about their dead kid and the one who disappeared????

????????????????????????????????????????

a whole load of 'what'

??????????????????????????????????

Returns to beacon hills after eight years (wow, talk about long-term planning) to get a pack with a bunch of strangers and Stiles that part is very important and also maybe murder Scott dead because ??? Jealousy ???? of what?? Power? Likely. Stiles? Probably.

and canon from then on.

Well, that's a whole lot of ????????????? what, what happened, please tell us.

Yikes.

Anyway, Mals:

Born to Peter Hale and Corrine ???/The Desert Wolf

Talia removes Peter's memories of a kid and convinces the Desert Wolf to have her child, which in turn turns the Desert Wolf bitter about losing her powers to a homicidal extent

Malia is adopted by the Tates

Malia goes to a different school to Stiles and Theo (Lydia and Jackson and Scott, later on) because Beacon Hills is big enough for two?? Since Heather apparently is in a different school district as well

man beacon hills is not a small town

anyway, Malia has a pretty normal life until

Nine years old, full moon.

Birth Mother shoots at the car she and her sister and her mom are in, the car swerves and crashes, the panic causes Malia to shift, she claws and destroys her way out of the car, mauling and chewing and probably eating some of her family in the process.

Malia is stuck as a coyote.

Is in town in season three, canon from then on.

Well, that's depressing. Kira time!

a whole load of ?????????????????????

They arrive in Beacon Hills, canon from then on.

Wow, that's terrible. Yikes.

Lydia:

Born and raised in beacon hills

raised in money - she's likely a spoiled kid.

part of the popular crowd from an early age, but not too early

started hiding her intelligence at some point??? when I don't know. Middle school would be too late because too many people would know she was intelligent. Everything seems to happen in fourth grade, lmao, so maybe then??

Parents fight from a young-ish age, probably. I mean, they split at some point during the show, so ????

?????????????

Starts dating Jackson for the Image it gives.

??????????

Bad shit starts going down in her sophomore year.

That's very little information. I'm still more salty about how little we know of Kira, though, and at least we know this of Lydia.

Danny:

?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

Canon.

post season three: ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

I'm bitter.

Boyd:

?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

canon.

dies.

Forever bitter.

Erica:

maybe friends with Stiles/Heather/Theo, maybe not, maybe friends with Isaac/Boyd, likely not because they didn't want her to be happy, who knows-

?????????????????????????????

canon

dies.

still bitter.

Cora:

pretty decent childhood w/ the hales

FIRE BURNING IN FIRE

Saved by Peter

???????????????????????????

she isn't with Laura and Derek, so maybe she runs off into the woods?

regardless, apparently, she went to south America for some reason

???????????????????

caught by Alpha Pack

likely kills someone?????????

Maybe erica?????????

who knows??????????????????????????

???????

canon

post season four - ???????????????????

Yep, still salty.

Caitlin:

???????????????????

starts dating Emily (I'm pretty sure her name was Emily)

?????????????????????????

canon

post season 3a - ???????????????????????

????????????????????

Still bitter, still salty.

Welp. That's all for tonight. More later. Maybe. Probably not.

I've still got that goodbye teen wolf thing to do anyway. Oops.

#.txt #Scott McCall #stiles stilinski #theo reaken #malia tate #lydia martin #danny mahealani #caitlin #cora hale #vernon boyd #teen wolf #character backstory #forever bitter #anyway #kinda #tw: child abuse #just to be safe

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paulsebert · 7 years ago

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Runaways S01E01 Thoughts

Going to hide these behind the cut for Spoilers.

The first Marvel property created in the current millennium lets hope they don't screw this up.

And the official title lets us know it's “Marvel's Runaways” as not to let us think this is a biography of Joan Jett.

The opening is like this little mini-horror movie and if you've seen the plot twist at the end of the first issue of the original series it's made all the more horrible because you know where this is going.

“What's this like a cult?” “We don't use that word...” - If you ever hear anyone say that in real life say that just leave the room.

Our villains are allowed to basically engage in a public kidnapping because of society's ingrained distrust of non-English speaking Latinos. Ouch...

The official intro sequence looks to be dropping as many hints about the actual characters while simultaneously obscuring the fact this is a superhero show. The synthesizer sound has a little bit of a modern synth meets retro John Carpenter feel. Didn't care for it the first time I listened to it but it grew on me.

We cut in to see Alex Wilder playing video games. You know how the original comic starts with the kids playing a superhero MMO? Wouldn't it be a hoot if he was playing Marvel Online the week that it gets killed?

Alex is an introvert who appears to have some sort of depression issues and perhaps some unhealthy emotional hang-ups as we learn he's still got issues over a girl he broke up with two years ago. A curious choice for our POV character. If the show follows the complete arc of the comics.

“You know it's like a charity organization and not like... the mob.”

We cut to Nico and we learn she has a missing or dead sister. Curious how this will play out.

We cut to Chase and he's jacked! Also his dad establishes himself as creepy and emotionally abusive within seconds.

We see the Dean family in the Church of the Gibborum. It's like Scientology and that Not-Really-Scientology church from Kurt Busiek's Avengers run had a baby. Karolina's mom is the woman we saw take the girl at the per-credits sequence. Oh shit...

Gert and Molly are like step-sisters in this continuity. I guess Molly's name and race change in this incarnation is an easy way to get around the whole “no Mutants” rule. I wouldn't put it past Fox to put a “Molly Hayes” and her parents in this continuity. The Steins are like embarrassing wacky sitcom parents and the most “normal” of the Pride. I get a very Daria-esc vibe from Gert, Molly is written as if she were like 12-13 but looks the same age as the rest of the kids.

“They're teenagers, the last thing they're interested in is what their parents are doing.”

Alex's parents have a giant room just for creepy cult rhobes. Karolina's mom has a hundred year old dude hooked up to what could best be described as some sort of S&M life support system. That's a new addition and a damn creepy one.

Runaways is presented by “Discover Los Angeles.” Did the Los Angeles board of tourism really mean to sponsor a show that presents their city as run by a murder cult?

Gert wants to start a club to smash the patriarchy. Her classmates aren't interested by I support this endeavor. Gert's kinda tongue-in-cheakly set up as the young idealist the kind that gets demeaned online as a “Social Justice Warrior” but... she's kinda perfect.

Gert meets Chase and there's obvious friction. Gert stumbles across the two and is snarky. Karolina comes along and there is friction between her and Gert because Gert thinks the cult-like organization that raised her is totally a cult. Also she's not that big on organized religion in general.

Chase is struggling with Spanish yet can't ask for a tutor because... well despite being in this episode for less than two minutes I think the guy's a psychopath. Gert offers to tutor him. Subtle flirting...

Alex wants to talk to Nico but Nico is ignoring him because she's still mourning her (presumably) dead sister. Meanwhile we learn that Karolina is being cyberbullied over being in a totally obvious cult. So many painful feels... Karolina comments on Nico's beauty and we get our first hint at her sexuality.

“Some people hide behind makeup, others behind a smile... they're still hiding.”- Ouch...

Molly is having cramps and some mysterious medical issues so she goes to the school nurse. We learn that Molly's parents died in a fire which means they either had to cut back on the cast or legal rights. Maybe Molly's Parents will be villains on the next season of The Gifted. Also Molly has a bad case of CGI glowing eyes.

Wait if Molly is Gert's step-sister why hasn't she taken the “York” family name?

Karolina is being interviewed for some kinda profile or documentary on the church. The girl we saw in the prologue says that “you're really lucky to have your mom...” Hoo boy...

Molly's super-strength has already kicked in and she almost gets herself killed trying to figure it out. We get to see her pus a Volkswagon mini-bus!

We finally cut to the Pride's annual party. Chase's dad gives me more psychopath vibes. I want a prequel series about the Yorkes being wacky sitcom parents. Ms. Wilder has no idea how they were allowed in their murder-cult.

We actually get to see some of the Pride talking to each other like normal parents which is nice. Though Karolina's mom is still cheerfully creepy while Mr. Stein has a Patrick Bateman vibe.

The kids turned down Alex's invitation to hang out and he is sad. Chase blew off Gert's study invitation to hang out with frat-looking bros, she is sad. Karolina trying to sneak out and winds up at the same party as Chase. There's a dude who looks way too old to be there handing out pills. Stranger danger Karolina! Meanwhile Nico is on the beach doing witchy things. Gert sends Molly a text message to feed the “pets.” (Old Lace)

Karolina sees two girls making out at the party and it's like a lightbulb goes off! Gay people exist in the advanced Marvel Cinematic/Television Universe! She takes off her bracelet and starts glowing... She then passes out. Chase sees two boys carrying her off and oh no...

The Steins have a mad science lab with a bunch of animals in cages and an ominous door labeled “Keep Out.” Molly gets her first glimpse at Old Lace and tears a door off trying to get away. She calls Gert and wants to get out of the house because there's seriously weird stuff going on. Now where might they go?

Chase sees two guys about to date-rape Karolina and kicks the shit out of them. I have mixed feelings on this. One one hand I'm against date-rape as a cheap plot device (particularly in a teen drama) but I'm 100% for attempted date-rapists getting the shit kicked out of them. Karolina recovers and she doesn't want to go home.

Whatever it is that Nico was trying to do with her beach witch ritual it ain't working. The kids all finally decide to go meet Alex.

Everyone is still weird, stressed out, and still mourning. Amy is confirmed as dead. It's like this weird therapy session. Chase decides that the only way to take the stress out of the situation is underage drinking. Yep... still a dumbass.

The kids see that the parents are gone and start sneaking around. Wouldn't you know it there's a trap door. You know what's coming...

The girl from the beginning is the one being sacrificed made the more horrifying by the fact that Karolina recognizes her. Rather than being stabbed she's shoved into some kind of glowing space coffin. We get a cliffhanger as Mr. Wilder asks “what the hell was that?!”

Final Verdict: Some interesting changes... I kinda of wish they got to the party earlier but the young cast is great, the glimpses of special effects are good, and they didn't screw it up!

Final Grade: B+

#Runaways #Marvel's Runaways #Runaways 2017 #Nico Minoru #Gertrude Yorkes #Chase Stein #Karolina Dean #Molly Hernandez #Alex Wilder #Hulu

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sharkfish · 7 years ago

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Ugh, stop tempting me with all your Sterek posts! I don't have time to watch a new show! Do you think I really need to watch in order to read some fic about them? Or can I just skim wiki about the show haha

oh you absolutely do not have to watch the show and in fact i would recommend you do not. i started reading fics kind of randomly a couple weeks ago and had never seen the show – i wasn’t going to bother but it’s streaming free on amazon prime so i watched a few episodes just trying to get an idea of like… their voices and mannerisms? anyway it’s real bad. like, i talk shit on supernatural for not being a good show, but teen wolf is… in another category of not-good tv. and even the fandom seems overall pretty miserable about everything that happened past s3 or so (multiple people have told me specifically to stop watching past s3 if i make it that far) (spoiler: i won’t). watching the main character (scott mccall played by tyler posey) is real painful. i’m cringing thinking about it.

TEEN WOLF SPOILERS FOLLOW FOR ALL SEASONS PROBABLY

the main thing you’ll probably want to know about teen wolf is re: werewolf lore [link to teen wolf wiki]. even a lot of tw au fics feature werewolves, which i expected to really hate but i am actually pretty into. i’m still relatively confused about what exactly it means to be an alpha, beta, or omega werewolf in tw-land (no relation to a/b/o in an spn fandom-style omegaverse, though those exist too!!!), but as long as you realize it’s unrelated to a/b/o stuff you can generally figure out what it means in the context of whichever fic you are reading.

otherwise, here’s what you need to know: setting: beacon hills, california (fictional but probably somewhere in nocal). scott mccall got bit by a rogue alpha werewolf, turning him into a werewolf. he is not relevant, but he does accidentally fall in love with a girl (allison argent) from a family of werewolf hunters. his best friend is stiles stilinski (played by dylan o’brien, who you may know from the maze runner), the boy with a polish name so unpronounceable it isn’t even actually said in canon until later in the series (it’s Mieczyslaw, though many older fics use various difficult-for-americans polish names). stiles talks too much and is super bi. they meet derek hale, who is a hottie werewolf. (derek is played by tyler hoechlin, who is currently running around with this beard that is really upsetting to me because i am not generally into beards but i’m actually really into his beard, ugh, god dammit.) he is very broody and really just gives off some alarming edward cullen vibes in his first appearances in the show. very grumpy and mysterious and quiet and shirtless a lot. there’s a scene where he pushes stiles into a wall that is one of the gayer things i’ve ever seen since the last time dean and cas were on screen together. (seriously – there’s a similar scene between scott and stiles a couple episodes prior that is extremely non-gay, and then stiles and derek start staring at each other’s lips and fixing each other’s jackets and shit, WHOA.)

stiles is in love with lydia martin, who is a super popular pretty redheaded girl who is dating jackson. stiles’s mom died when he was younger (cancer i think but i am not sure) and his dad is the sheriff.

derek fell in love with kate argent when he was 16-18 (canon never specifies derek’s age and there is confusing info specifically in response to his age during the kate thing) (are we never told his age bc he and stiles’s antics are a little gay and stiles is only 16 at the beginning of the show? idk), not knowing she was a hunter. she used his love for her to trick him and ended up murdering his entire family (mom: talia; dad: idk his name; sisters: laura and cora [one of them may have survived the fire but died later? i am confused about this] [and then i guess cora wasn’t really dead at all?? that all happens later in canon and doesn’t come up in fics very often]) in a house fire. also i’m pretty sure derek killed this other girl he loved when he was younger (paige) – i’m not sure of the details but he’s real fucked up and guilty about it even though it is generally presented like he does not deserve that guilt.

other notable characters: erica, isaac, and boyd are members of derek’s pack. sometimes in fic isaac is in a poly thing with scott and allison which is p cool! erica and boyd are usually together. ummm there’s also a chick named kira who is a kitsune (i have no idea what that actually means in the tw verse) and might hook up with scott in later seasons. chris argent is allison’s hunter dad but some fics portray him as an ok dude. peter hale is derek’s uncle and is a creepy dick.

fics!!! k i have read a LOT of sterek fics (like.. hundreds…..) in the last couple of weeks but here are the 3 that have made it on my bookmarks list so far:

Love Runs Wild by DevilDoll derek and stiles are porn stars who do like softcore werewolf-human porn for a magazine called neckz ‘n throats. stiles shows up to a shoot with a hickey on his neck and this is Bad News cuz werewolves have this whole thing about marking (!!!) and derek is like really upset but trying to pretend it’s fine and he’s not all in love with stiles. this is probably a good intro to general ideas the tw fandom has about werewolf mating rituals. also it’s just in general A+ smutty good times.

Sell Your Body to the Night by Dira Sudis (dsudis) this one is about 16 year old sex worker stiles, hired by rich werewolf derek. so… like… warnings for all the consent implications re: being a 16 year old sex worker, and generally i stray away from underage stuff even if both characters are the same age, but this is a really beautiful sweet love story, and i can’t believe i’m describing something that is tagged with watersports as a “beautiful sweet love story,” but it really is. (i am not into watersports lmao but am glad i read this anyway. it’s one scene at the beginning of ch9 that can be skipped but tbh unless you are super squicked, i would suggest reading it bc the scene manages to come across really intense and intimate and all around great despite, you know, someone getting peed on.)

Cornerstone by Vendelin derek is a marine vet and stiles is blind. derek makes a dick out of himself and stiles kind of forcibly befriends him anyway and it’s sweet and fluffy and all-around wonderful as fuck. this was the first sterek fic i ever loved and i hope i don’t forget that feeling (i was just lamenting last night that i have zero memory of when i went from someone who was real scared of the spn fandom in general bc wincest was the only ship anyone ever talked about to dedicating 90% of my available brainpower to destiel – how did i even hear about it?? when did i start reading fics??? what kind of fics did i read??? how did i feel about them??? i have no idea!!!).

also i went through most of @bleep0bleep‘s fic rec list [link] and enjoyed the vast majority of them so i would definitely suggest checking that out for some good fics!!! (i read a bunch of bleep0bleep’s fics, too, and they are also great [link to their ao3])

keep me updated!! send me the good fic links!!!!

ps i am vaguely working on my first sterek fic. destiel is the first fandom i’ve ever completed fics for (i do have one (1) unfinished merlin fic that predates any of my spn writing, but that’s it) and the only thing i’ve written in years so it’s super weird/fun to play in another sandbox!

#robotsnchicks #sterek #sharkrecs #teen wolf #sharkprimer

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sassywritergurl · 5 years ago

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OLTL Fantasy Script #9

(Flash over to Llanfair..Viki is distraught and overwhelmed with a mix of rage, hurt and disappointment while looking at the newscast of Todd's arrest on the television. Dani, Jack and Natalie are with her.)

Viki: “I can not BELIEVE that Todd has been arrested for murdering our brother!” (She rises to pace the floor, and her relatives all look on, waiting for their cue to help her if she needs them to.)

Jack: “I CAN! I told all of you that Scarface killed our father!”

Viki: “Jack, will you please go upstairs and check on your little brother, please?”

Jack: “Why? Aunt Viki, I want to see....”

Natalie and Dani: “JACK!”

Natalie: “Go check on Sam, now!”

(Natalie scowls to prove she's serious. Jack rolls his eyes and storms off defiantly. Dani groans and shakes her head.)

Dani: “Grrrr! He's IMPOSSIBLE!”

Natalie: “He's just being a bratty teen. Are you okay, honey? This has to be hard on you, too.”

Dani: “I'm mostly worried about my mom right now, but...I don't believe that Todd did it. I don't know him very well, but something is very weird about this.”

Natalie: “Yeah, it is strange, but John wouldn't have arrested him if he didn't believe that there was enough evidence to do so.”

Dani: “Cousin Natalie, I know that Lieutenant McBain is a fair officer, but evidence or not, I don't believe Todd would kill my dad..I mean, my uncle after waiting so long to come back to his family.”

Natalie: “Well, so far he's just been arrested. They still have to question him and all that. Hey, why don't you call YOUR mom, while I go check on mine.”

Dani: “Good idea. Oh, and I have to call Starr, too. I don't want her to hear about this on the news. I think I left my purse in the kitchen.”

(She races to the kitchen. Natalie pulls out her own cell phone and dials John's number. His voicemail picks up.)

Natalie: “John, it's me. Give me a call when you can and let me know what's going on with Todd's arrest? I love you. ”

(The door opens as she hangs up. Enter Clint and Jessica.)

Clint:”Hi, sweetheart.” (He kisses her forehead). “Where's your mother? I just heard the news.”

Natalie: “She's in there.” (Clint joins Viki.)

Jessica: (kisses her sister) “Yeah, I just heard, too. Do you believe he did it?”

Natalie: “I don't want to speculate, but he WAS arrested, and this is Uncle Todd we're talking about.”

Jessica: “Yeah, I know, but this is too crazy, even for Todd, Natalie.”

Natalie: “Well, there must be some real evidence stacked against him, because John wouldn't act unless there was.”

Jessica: “I'm sure he did, but none of this makes any sense. Evidence has been known to be wrong.”

Natalie: “Well, I hope so, but the odds are not favorable, Jess. I mean, Todd has a history of crimes the size of Texas. He was acting funny since his return from the dead, and how do you explain Tomas Delgado?”

Jessica: “Natalie, you sound like you've already tried and convicted him. No one knows what kind of evidence has been collected yet, and Mom is already freaking out, so let's just deal with the news at hand first.”

Natalie: “Well, I tried calling John to get some details, but his voicemail picked up.”

Jessica: “I'm sure he is busy trying to get the details himself.”

(Flash back Viki and Clint. Viki is crying, not knowing what to make of what's going on. Clint is consoling her.)

Viki: “Oh, Clint! How could this be HAPPENING? I just find out that I now have two brothers, my former best friend wasn't dead after all, and then I lose one brother, only to now discover that my other brother is being arrested for the crime? How could Todd have lied to me and all of us who love him for so long? More importantly, why would he risk losing the family that he was forced to give up for eight years when he JUST got them back?”

Clint: “Shh, shh...Viki, honey. Hold on for a minute. It's no secret that I am not a fan of your siblings, honey. But this is too crazy, even for Todd, and even for Todd in an impulsive moment. All we know is that the police felt they have enough evidence to make an arrest.”

Viki: “What kind of evidence could they have, Clint?”

Clint: “That's the million-dolllar question, sweetheart, but that's why I want you to try and calm down until we get to the bottom of this. Just know that I will be with you every step of the way, Victoria.”

Viki: “Thank you, Clint. I'm gonna hold you to that.”

(Fade over to Agent Baker. He is furious that he's lost Victor, but realizes that Victor must still be on the road just before Llanview based on the time that has lapsed since his escape from Allison's hideout. He calls out to his driver.)

Baker: “Step on it! And stay on this path. The ketamine is still with him, so he wouldn't be able to move too quickly. If he's hiding, we'll be able to detect any strange movements out here. You won't get far, Victor. You won't get far at all.”

(He laughs diabolically, as the camera zooms in on him.)

(Flash back to the precinct. Todd is calmer, but he's still not making any progress in shedding his delirium. Téa keeps her distance, and she is really beginning to doubt the validity of the evidence against Todd for Victor's murder.

John has decided to allow Blair some time alone with Todd, but instructs his officers to stand guard at the outer exit. He gestures for Téa to give Blair some privacy, and as Téa turns to leave, she is surprised to see that her brother is gone. John realizes it, too, and they both rush outside.)

Téa: “John, did you notice when Tomás left?”

John: “No, but I saw that he got a phone call earlier, and he seemed edgy. A few minutes later, he got another call, but then I was distracted by Manning. He must have slipped out during the confusion.”

Téa: “I realize that. I guess the question is,why did he need a distraction to slip away and take a phone call?”

(Back inside the cell, Blair has taken a seat on the cell floor next to Todd. Todd is sweaty, but his breathing has regulated. He is now aware of his surroundings.)

Blair: “Todd? Are you okay?”

Todd: (chuckles sarcastically) “Depends on who you're asking. I certainly can't answer that question.”

Blair: “Well maybe I should ask you what just happened here.”

(Todd pauses. He doesn't know where to start.)

Todd: “There are many complicated things going on all at once. I don't know how to make sense of it.”

Blair: “Okay....let's start with something simple. What were you screaming about just now? Do you remember anything?”

Todd: “I remember everything, but it was a whole bunch of pieces. They were like movie clips from different movies that were thrown together.”

Blair: “Okay, then tell me what you remember from those clips.”

Todd: “My mother holding me captive in her mad scientist lab, chanting commands in my ear. I couldn't make out everything, but...”

(Téa clears her throat to get their attention.)

Téa: “Um..Blair? I recommended to McBain that Todd be moved to St. Ann's for evaluation.”

Blair: “To St. Ann's? What wou...”

Téa: “...Because it would better for Todd to talk there.”

(She makes direct eye contact with Blair to get her hint across. Blair catches on.)

Blair: “You know what, Todd? Téa's right. You may be able to think more clearly without the stress of prison personnel.”

(Todd seems sincerely relieved. Téa turns to let McBain know that Todd is ready for transport).

(Flash to Tomas. He has met with Baker in the playground. Baker is furious because he hasn't gotten to Victor.)

Tomas: “What the hell am I doing here, Baker?”

Baker: “You don't get to ask any questions here, Mr. Delgado. You belong to us. You just do as you're told.”

Tomas: “I don't belong to anybody, Baker. What do you want?”

Baker: “Victor Lord, Jr. has escaped from Ms. Perkins. Unfortunately, I underestimated how far he would get based on the amount of time had elapsed since his escape. My guess is that he's operating on emotion and is heading straight to your sister, Delgado. I need you to get rid of him.”

Tomas: “Are you out of your mind? You want me to kill my sister's husband, after all that she's gone through...no, all that she's GOING through, thinking he's dead?”

Baker: (laughs loudly and sarcastically) “OH, WOW! You almost sounded sincere! Or are you telling me that you feel bad for your sister's pain when you helped stage her husband's death in the first place? That's rich, Mr. Delgado!”

Tomas: “I recall that I really didn't have much of a choice in the matter.”

Baker: (laughing harder) “Oh, are we practicing our alibi already? You can spin your involvement any which way you'd like, Delgado. You may not have pulled that trigger, but you were certainly willing to join the game of 'Keep Away' with your sister's husband. What will your sister think when she finds out that you wanted her to be away from her husband so badly that you helped us keep him locked away after he was shot and presumed dead?”

Tomas: “I certainly enough to atone for with what I've done, but you made sure that I CAN'T leave now, haven't you?”

Baker: “Oh come on, Delgado. All you have to do is follow orders, and everything will be fine. I am not a monster.”

Tomas: “I'm sure the rest of the world wouldn't agree.”

Baker: “After what you've done, I think we're cut from the same cloth.”

Tomas: “NEVER! I wouldn't threaten the life of a child. That is something Irene Manning would do. You're certainly her finest creation.”

Baker: “Oh, I guess robbing a child of its father and a sister of her husband is not right up Irene's alley, hm? That's exactly why she recruited you eight years ago. We're cut from the same cloth, Mr. Delgado. And now, you're simply being instructed to do a job that highlights your best talents, and finish what you helped to start. Get rid of Victor Lord, Jr., or else.”

Tomas: “Or else what, Baker? Hm? You'll expose my secrets?”

Baker: “Tisk, tisk, Tomas. I don't indulge in such childish games. No, I have a much more reliable ace in the hole to ensure your cooperation. Or did you forget?”

Tomas: “No, I didn't forget.”

Baker: “Then let's put the games aside and stay focused. Things have gotten quite critical, Mr. Delgado, and we can't afford any more loose ends. Just in case you need a little encouragement to help keep you focused, then by all means , feel free to take a peek in the bushes behind you.”

(Tomas stares at Baker for a good while, then slowly heads in the direction of the cluster of bushes. He walks cautiously, keeping sight of Baker with frequent glances back. After a few more steps forward, he trips over a pile of leaves. A good amount of leaves blow away in the wind, and he sees the dead body of Allison Perkins covered in blood.)

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minsugagal · 7 years ago

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So I’mma make a little rant/post about Riverdale lol.

this is pretty much what I’m thinking about each character right now. And at the end I’ll talk about my feelings of the show overall. I mean this is my blog so I can post what I want right? Including about tv shows I watch.

[I included minor characters and I’m going to try to give the characters a moral alignment feel free to correct it if you want remember I’m only up to episode 10 so I might make a new post on their alignments after i finish the last 3 eps]

1. Archie Andrews

This kid....like what??? Okay he’s a decent good guy....kinda...sorta...i guess. Like he means well, and he tries....sorta....to do his best. He isn’t perfect of course but then again most teen boys aren’t so eh you know. But bruh can you like sort your hormones out cuz...at this point I don’t really think you even actually have liked a single girl. Like you need to figure yourself out and decide on a girl you like. I’ve had it with this flip flopping mess like you’re a basic man whore at this point. I am glad that he hasn’t given up music and is still chasing that. At least he’s loyal to that I guess. I think he needs to realize he can’t please everyone and he does more harm than good by trying to.

Also why you ain’t helping your friends out? Like you just letting them roam around trying to solve this mystery and you ain’t doing much.

Alignment: Neutral Good

2. Betty Cooper

Oh Betty....dear.....dear....sweet...little Betty. I don’t know what to do with you either. Like I get you like having justice and seeing things done right but girl you ain’t a superhero. You are not the end all be all of Riverdale. You’re not it’s savior. So turn it down a bit sweetie. I mean keep trying to solve that mystery and all but just don’t be quite so headstrong and reckless about it okay.

Her huge downfall is she trusts way too easily and forgives way too easily. Like also forgiveness doesn’t mean you have to take that person back into your life. Like does she enjoy getting screwed over and hurt??? I don’t understand.

She might also be bipolar or another form of mental illness. I’m not sure but she does have signs that lead me to think that. Maybe Season 2 will expand on that more? Maybe she’ll end up locked up like her sister.....idk bruh but something is off with Betty. She’s sweet but like a safe berry look alike that you think safe but you’re not entirely sure if poison lies under the sweet taste or not. Good Luck with this one.

Alignment: Chaotic Good

3. Veronica Lodge

What is this chick doing? She’s an emotional roller coaster. One minute she’s fine than she isn’t. One minute she’s angry then she isn’t. Like I can’t quite figure her out. I know she’s trying really hard to be a good person and I can honestly say she isn’t completely fucking it up all the way. But she doesn’t exactly have it right either. She’s going through a lot and I can understand her being upset and a bit revengeful. But I think she honestly has a good heart. She just kinda has to keep chiseling away at that hard ice cold exterior she had before. She’ll find that pure heart of gold eventually.

She’s also a tad bit too sensitive like she’s letting things that shouldn’t bother her too much bother her ALOT!

Alignment: Neutral Good

4.Jughead Jones

So far this kid is the only sane one of the main bunch. Like he has a lot of shit going on in his own life, plus he’s dealing with his friends’ shit and helping them out and like he still manages to stay cool about it. Okay so he’s had one freak out on Betty so far but...I mean I think he’s allowed that. I mean he hasn’t done anything else. He hasn’t complained about his life or anything he’s just kind of accepted everything in stride like “This is my life this is what is happening gotta keep going”. I think he’s doing the best he can minding his circumstances.

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

5. Hermione Lodge

What am I honestly supposed to think of this woman? I really have no idea. Like I don’t hate her, I don’t necessarily like her. She just is kinda both a support beam and a stumbling block to the other characters all at once. She has a lot of secrets though. Some I’m sure are still yet to have made their appearance. I’d like to think she’s a good person but....I’m not entirely sure of that. She’s got some shady shit going down. I hope she can get her life together and decide who and what she really wants to become and not a woman tied to her imprisoned husband and her commitment to him. I think right now that’s what’s holding her back. But hey 3 more eps and another season hopefully she’ll grow as a person for the better.

Alignment: Neutral Good

6. Fred Andrews

Honestly he’s a really good person. He’s doing his best for his son. And he does his best for his friends and people he cares about. He’s just trying to find some good in the world and a safe place for his son even though the world is against him.

Alignment: Lawful Good [okay minus the keeping Jughead out of jail fake timeslip situation]

7. Kevin Keller

He’s a good kid. I don’t have too much to say about him. He’s loyal to his friends and boyfriend. He’s just doing his best at being a teenager and a friend and a boyfriend and a son.

Alignment: Lawful Good [he is the sheriff's son after all]

8. Cheryl Blossom

This BITCH!!! Sometimes I don’t even know what to think of her. Like one minute she seems kinda sweet and then the next i wanna punch her face in. I don’t understand her and her actions. Like I get her parents are uptight bitches themselves but why is she just so.....ugh!!! Why does she have these really small moments of sweetness where it’s almost like “Hey maybe she’s turning into a decent person.....oh wait nah”. I’d like to yank her red hair off her head for Betty and Veronica.

Alignment: Lawful Evil

9. Alice Cooper

Ooooohhhhh this BITCH! Okay let me just say my opinion of her has slightly changed since the beginning. Quite some character development for only 10 episodes. But hey when it really comes down to it a mama bear is gonna protect her baby bears. In the beginning I just thought she was a cold hearted ice woman set on being the dictator of Riverdale. Ruling with an iron fist her children, husband, “friends”, and all other citizens of the city. But it’s come to light that she might not be as big of a bitch as she could’ve been. Like she actually has a hint of kindness and motherly love in her. So maybe she isn’t all bad. But we’ll see what the next 3 eps show.

Alignment: Lawful Evil

10. Josie Mccoy

This girl is one hell of a DIVA! Understand her though, music is her life. It’s everything to her. So when anyone or anything tries to jeopardize that she isn’t going to stand for it. She stands tall and proud and strong. Even though she has her own personal battles and family issues. She is still proud of who she is and not ashamed to show off her ears and tail. haha She can be a bit overwhelming and maybe a bit too serious but I honestly do like her. She has a passion and while it might seem like she’s being a bitch sometimes she just doesn’t want anything risking her dream.

Alignment: Lawful Neutral

11. F.P Jones

Man oh man where to even start with this guy. Like what are you doing!?? You’re nuts. Like okay so you had a good run with the Serpents. I get it they treat you well, you feel like you belong but dude. You could honestly have a good life again if you’d just clean your ass up. Get a job, work hard, go to like rehab for the alcohol. GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER! Maybe your son would like to be around you then, maybe he’d genuinely believe in you and trust you again. You could have your family back. But instead you keep fucking shit up. Also at this point your a high contender for being the murderer.

I feel like somewhere deep down he’s a good person. He could be a good dad and a good husband. But instead he keeps letting this side of him win. He keeps listening to that voice inside him saying “Once a fuckup always a fuckup you can’t fix it now” I guess in the end I’m not really sure where he’s gonna end up. Like he has the possibility to be good. But for now he isn’t.

Alignment: Neutral Evil

12. Hal Cooper

Good grief this man! How can you honestly have so much hate over what happened decades ago? Like time to let things go man! How can you be such a douche? Like hurting one daughter isn’t enough you have to go on and hurt your other daughter plus your wife. Where are you going to stop. When will you hate end? I honestly thought that Alice was the mastermind behind the evil that is the Cooper parents but it was the dad all this time. He’s the second contender for murderer. I mean I won’t know till the end of the season I guess but I have this like gut wrenching feeling every time i see him on the screen. Like if he’s capable of sending his own daughter away and trying to have her kill the baby. Well what else is he capable of??? All that hate can’t lead to anything good.

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

13. Penelope Blossom

Doesn’t this woman give you the chills just looking at her? She’s fuckin creepy! I don’t know if it’s just because she doesn’t have much of a character besides insane mom. Or if it’s the fact that I have no idea what she’s capable of doing. But I’d like to hope that maybe she isn’t really all that horrible and maybe she does actually care about Cheryl and her deceased son as much as she makes people think she does.

Alignment: Lawful Evil

14. Valerie Brown

Awww sweet sweet Valerie. She’s so sweet and honest and pure. She just wants to be a good person. She also truly liked Archie and he blew that shit up. Like what to go fucktard. It’s okay though because Valerie deserves better. She’s a sweet girl and she deserves someone who’s gonna treat her right. Also I hope Josie will ease up on her now a bit and be more best friend than group leader. Valerie is talented and deserves to have that shown.

Alignment: Lawful Good

15. Clifford Blossom

I don’t even know everything about him yet. But I already know he’s just pure evil. Like the dude seems to have no heart. Not for his wife, his daughter or his deceased son. Like have you seen him be visibly upset?? I haven’t. Like the mom ain’t good but she was at least a little shaken about her son’s death. He’s just kinda like “Oh yeah...he’s dead...okay”. Also he’s a strong contender for the murderer. Like there is something so off about him that yeah I could believe that he killed his own son.

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

16. Mayor Mccoy

I mean she’s mayor and all but I’m not entirely sure she’s all good. Like I think she has some secrets up her sleeve that she isn’t letting people know about. Also not to mention she’s kinda got a weird relationship with her daughter. Like she’s proud of her and loves her but also puts a shit ton of pressure on her to be perfect.....yeah she’s one of THOSE moms. I mean I guess she might be a good person. I don’t particularly like her though.

Alignment: Lawful Neutral [I mean she is the mayor she has to follow some rules somewhere]

17. Polly Cooper

Poor Polly she’s been through a shit storm. She didn’t deserve any of this. She just wanted to be happy with Jason. But no one would let her. She’s been dragged away and told she’s crazy, lied to, isolated. She’s just lonely and scared and wants someone to love her and care about her. She just wants her family and sadly she has to deal with the fact that the father of her unborn babies is dead. Like that’s not okay. This is more than a teenager should have to deal with. I just hope she can come to find happiness eventually. She deserves that.

Alignment: Chaotic Good

18. Joaquin DeSantos

Note: He looks like a young John Travolta which I think is probably what the producers were going for.

Anyway I’m not sure what to think of this kid yet. I’m waiting to see where his inner morals lay. Like yeah I know he’s apart of the Serpents and the loyalty to the gang is strong but that’s not to say that his inner feelings for Kevin that are starting to grow and show will lead to his own moral decisions on what he’s going to do. I think he’s gonna play a major part in the next 3 episodes. I hope my assumption of his alignment doesn’t prove me wrong.

Alignment: [Currently] Lawful Evil

[Assumed Future Alignment] Neutral Good

19. Chuck Clayton

Ugh this BITCH! Yeah I called him a bitch that’s what he is. I hate him honestly. He’s a sickening sexual harraser. I can’t stand him! And for him to stand and act like what he did was no big deal or that it doesn’t matter or that it’s okay. The worst part is he may be a character but men like him exist. No wonder he made Betty snap, he’d probably make me snap, He’s so sickening and ugh he’s a snake. I hope maybe he’ll see the error of his ways eventually but I highly doubt it.

Alignment: Neutral Evil

20. Ethel Muggs

Sweet Ethel, she doesn’t deserve all the things that have been done to her. What has she done wrong? Nothing. She loves her family and her friends and she does good. She’s just a sweet girl caught in this spiral of hell that is Riverdale. Maybe she should move she doesn’t deserve this shit storm.

Alignment: Lawful Good

Riverdale

This show is really soo good. I think majority of the characters are well rounded, they don’t just do things because they are one dimensional and lifeless. Cheryl isn’t a bitch just because she’s supposed to be. Betty isn’t trying to bring justice to the Jason’s death just because she’s supposed. They all have reasons and justifications behind every action. It’s a well written show. I enjoy it a lot.

Also I just love over all arching mysteries. Like yeah each episode has it’s own story and plot but there is also that over arching mystery that is yet to be solved and each episode adds a tiny bit of the puzzle and I love it!!!

Note: I was going to put all the characters but I thought that was a bit much and a lot of them are just kinda not super important I mean like how much could I really write about Reggie or Ginger? So I left them out. Also no spoilers please! I wanna finish watching it.

#riverdale #only up to episode 10 #don't spoil anything for me please

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cartoonrantingman-blog · 7 years ago

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7 suspicious characters in TV shows that the heroes should have discovered (Spoilers)

While watching Teen Titans, I thought (SPOILERS) “You know, if I didn’t already know what happened, I would be completely surprised at Terra’s betrayal”. The show did a good job with keeping that little secret tucked away.

However, not all betrayers/plotters are as sneaky as Terra was. And for some, you just have to say “OMG, HOW CAN YOU NOT SEE THIS, THEY ARE GOING TO BETRAY YOU, THEY’RE THE VILLAIN!”

So I though a while, and here’s seven villains and secret-keepers from TV that obviously were betraying them, but no one in universe saw it coming. The list will be from least obvious to “completely rip your hair out and scream at the dumb main character” kind of obvious.

In either case, there’s a lot of unnecessary dramatic irony in these shows!

#7: Ludo (Star vs the Forces of Evil, S2)

OK, so this one is more of a “They should have noticed this” type of thing. They already knew that Ludo would probably be back, and they didn’t pay him any heed.

Well, LOOK WHAT HAPPENED!

Star’s mom should have noticed that half the wand was missing, and should have tried to retrieve it. So what happened? Yeah, Ludo got it.

He then enslaved some rats and then started STEALING OUT OF THE KINGDOM’S CORNFIELD!

They should have had someone on that at once! Ludo was literally using a magical force to try and steal, and no one detected it or investigated why the corn was disappearing.

Also, poor rats! Ludo can’t keep track of all of them, but not one of them tried to warn everyone about Ludo. That’s just great!

#6: The Skrull warrior pretending to be Captain America (Avengers: Earth’s Mightiest Heroes)

In Marvel universe, the Skrull are shape-shifting aliens who use the memories of people to take over their place and slowly prepare the world for invasion. In the Avengers show, one of the Skrull’s first targets was the Captain himself.

Now, the Skrull are almost exact copies, with little noticability unless you’re looking for it, so you can’t blame anyone for not seeing this coming.

Unless you were Nick Fury.

Nick put together a team to try and root out the skrull. And he was pretty good, until, you know, not noticing that:

A. His right hand woman, Mockingbird, was the Skrull Queen

B. Captain America was a Skrull

And the most infuriating, C. He didn’t notice that Cap had been having secret meetings with unusual people, INCLUDING MOCKINGBIRD!

The first suspicion, and confirmation, for me came when Cap accepted an electronic shield Stark had made for him. Cap said nothing, and he meant NOTHING, could ever replace his shield, even that cool hologram copy, so why did he take it? HE WAS A SKRULL, THAT’S WHY! GOOD GOING, NICK!

#5: Pidge (Voltron: Legendary Defender)

This really ticks me off, but it’s minor to the plot, so it goes lower on the list.

I already knew (thanks to my sister) that Pidge was a girl at the beginning of the series. But as I watched it, it was hard to imagine how no one in the series could see it at first...

First of all, anyone who knew her brother, even just by the legends, would probably know the guy had a sister, not a brother.

Second of all, Hunk notices Pidge has a picture of himself and his “girlfriend”. Yeah, that girl was Pidge. They should have noticed that the guy was her brother and not Pidge, unless they happened to have the exact same face as opposite gendered siblings. Which is some grade-A BS.

Thirdly... They share bathrooms. Someone had to notice that she was a girl in the showers or something.

Fourth, she attended a space academy. They should have gone into routine investigations, which meant that they should have done investigations. Background investigations. So did she really make up a backstory convincing enough to tell an advanced military academy that makes it so that her brother had a brother, even though SHE HAD ALREADY BROKEN IN AND WAS CAUGHT, and that she signed up as a guy. HOW DUMB IS NEO-NASA NOT TO NOTICE THIS?!?!

#4: Stan Pines (Gravity Falls)

You mean to tell me that no one noticed the vending machine?

NO ONE?!

I refuse to believe that no one could expect Stan. He runs the MYSTERY SHACK! Yeah, Stan might hide it well, but Dipper has to suspect at some point that Stan knew about the weirdness.

And taking Dipper’s journal and “forgetting about it” is pretty suspicious as well! And did anyone notice Gideon’s journal disappeared? STAN SURE DID!

But the dreaded vending machine. Oh, that vending machine...

Soos can literally break into it w/out a key. He had to have noticed something about the keypad or the back of the machine!

Stan visited it at night when the kids were still awake even! And they didn’t hear a giant clash of metal when the door closed? NOPE!

Also, THE GOVERNMENT AGENTS DECIDE TO NEVER CHECK BEHIND THE STUPID VENDING MACHINE! REALLY?! EVEN WHEN YOU COME TO GRAVITY FALLS, YOU ARE SURE STAN IS THE CULPRIT, YOU TRACK PARANORMAL PHENOMENON, HOW DO YOU NOT SEE THIS?!

#3: Norman Osborn (Ultimate Spider man)

First of all, he looks sketchy as F***.

So your son Harry is best friends with the guy you’re trying to capture? Even though you don’t know it, Spiderman is literally at your fingertips every time your friend holds a party. But being in Marvel’s “Universe of Obliviousness™ ”, Norman is able to be normal.

So Norman runs a big tech company, which automatically puts him in SHIELD’s watchful eye (get it? cuz Nick Fury has an eyepatch...? Aww, screw it...), and they usually have a few connections and leads on almost everyone. Relating back to a few #s up, though, Nick seems to not suspect anything when it comes to potential threats. This is true with Norman Osborn.

So when Doc Oc sprouts outta nowhere, no one suspects a thing about how an ex-partner of Osborn’s is back from the dead. Norman even goes so far as to TELL THEM THAT HE WAS A FORMER ASSOCIATE! What’s a bigger tip off?

Secondly, Peter should have noticed that Norman left at very strange and often convenient times, like when they both left Harry’s end of the year celebration dinner because they both had something to do with Doctor Octopus.

Then there’s the whole “Secret room with a bunch of really explosive and dangerous weaponry” that is in his office. That should set some alarms off, especially Harry’s.

But here’s the biggest part: Harry gets the Venom symbiote from a party and puts it on. Norman doesn’t notice this, and doesn’t bother to find out what the Venom symbiote is doing during all of this. However, when Venom shows up and reveals himself to be his son, Harry should’ve guessed that something was up, mainly due to the fact that Norman ACCEPTED Venom like a son! Seriously, that’s a bit ****ed up.

So, with the dangerous room, the Doctor Octopus lead, and the whole reaction to Venom, as well as the whole secretiveness of his character, HOW DID NO ONE SUSPECT HIM?!

#2: Harrison Wells/Eobard Thawn (Flash)

OK, Eobard Thawn did a pretty good job at hiding the fact that he was the Reverse-Flash. What’s bulls*** is that when he was on the verge of being caught, SOMETHING WOULD HAPPEN TO UNDO IT!

I mean, HE FREAKING KILLED CISCO! And then Barry undid this by traveling back in time and undoing it by accident!

Cisco will later vibe that Wells killed him, but he doesn’t get away with it at the time!

Another thing: he uses a wheel chair when his legs are perfectly fine! Someone has to notice that, because he’s surrounded by SCIENTISTS AND DOCTORS!

Also, Wells has murdered a lot of people and gotten away with it! Oh, and the whole particle accelerator, Gorilla Grodd, etc. Bottom line? They should have realized something was up. Joe did, and did almost nothing to stop it!

But the cream of him was his secret room. No one ever found it when he was still undercover. And he visited that thing every single day! No one ever found him? Yeah, no one suspected a thing. You people are supposed to be geniuses, and the detective was the only one to suspect anything! AND THAT’S HIS JOB!

And that’s just part 1 of this section!

Part 2 comes in Season 2, when Earth-2 Wells comes. Keep in mind, he is not Thawn.

Earth-2 Wells comes when Zoom and Jay Garrick visits their dimension. He has conflicts with the team, but mostly earns Barry’s trust. However, Zoom offers him his daughter in exchange for the Flash’s speed. For the next few episodes, Wells acts as shady as F***!

Firstly, he kills off what may have been the only way of defeating Zoom, the Turtle.

Secondly, he keeps working on some mysterious side-project thing that no one seems to question.

Finally, HE LITERALLY TELLS BARRY THAT, IF GIVEN THE CHOICE, HE WILL BETRAY BARRY AND KILL FOR HIS DAUGHTER’S SAFETY! WHAT MORE DOES THE FLASH NEED?!

BOTH HARRISONS ARE TRAITORS! AND THEY’RE TWO DIFFERENT PEOPLE!

However, this last one is a group of people who just are constantly lying and betraying the main characters... and NO ONE notices them.

#1: TEAM ROCKET! (Pokemon)

We all know who Team Rocket is.

Here’s how the typical Team Rocket shtick works:

1. See pokemon that is favorable

2. Disguise oneself and attempt to blend in

3. Trick the twerp or twerps into believing you are good person

4. Nab the pokemon

5. Take off disguises and say your motto (motto depends on which series you’re in)

6. Attempt to escape

7. (Optional, but almost always happens) Get your a**es handed to you and BLAST OFF AGAAAAAAAIN! (woobuffet!)

So the thing to remember here is #2: Disguise oneself. Team Rocket has miraculously managed to horribly disguise themselves and still trick Ash and friends into believing that they still want to take their pokemon so that they can improve or care for them. And after 6 different regions, you think Ash would learn, right?

NOPE! HE STILL WILL HAND PIKACHU OVER TO THE LIKES OF THESE PEOPLE:

IT IS SO OBVIOUS WHEN IT IS TEAM ROCKET! YOU CAN ALWAYS TELL EVEN IF THEY DIDN’T ALREADY SHOW THEMSELVES IN AN EPISODE ALREADY! EVEN IF JESSE AND JAMES PERFECTLY DISGUISED THEMSELVES, THEY STILL WOULD BE WALKING AROUND WITH A TALKING MEOWTH WHO CAN NEVER FOOL ANYONE AND A FREAKING WOOBUFFET WITH A HYPERACTIVE DISORDER! ASH SHOULD BE THE MOST DISTRUSTING PERSON IN THE WORLD IF THESE GUYS HAVE BEEN FOLLOWING HIM AROUND FOR 20+ SEASONS AND SOMEHOW TRICKING THE IDIOT TO STEAL HIS POKEMON!

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Anywho, there is a lesson to be learned here: good shows are the ones that make the dramatic irony very minimal in the show, so that there is a big reveal when the climax of the series/episode happens. If you want, make some people suspicious! Make them go out of their way to bust them, only to fail in the process, or something, because all these TV shows with major plotholes are going to drive me crazy!

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ellebeebee · 7 years ago

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Part Three

Part One || Part Two

Phrixus Jaril, 13, moves to the Citadel at a delicate age: namely, the peak of his teenage angst. He doesn’t expect much from these rich Citadel kids. But then he meets the Ryder twins, and all their friends, and realizes that he may have been a wee bit wrong about things. His relationship with Mira Ryder evolves over the years, and he never expected things to end up the way they did.

2942 words, Female Ryder|Sara Ryder/Original Male Turian Character, teen rating

AO3

“Mira, c’mon. It wasn’t that bad. Really. Just come out.”

“No! You don’t know– you weren’t even there.”

“I was there for part of it.”

A long pause. In which Mira was probably making a hilarious face or punching herself or something. Forta sighed again, and rolled his eyes (again). He stood at his sister’s door, jabbing half-heartedly at the panel that had been locked tight all morning. Leaning against the hallway wall, Phrixus shifted his weight. His mandibles twitched uneasily. He held a plate of levo eggs and a glass of water.

He felt strung out and tired, with only a few restless hours of sleep. When the sleep cycle had ended, Forta had come into the living room finally, and Phrixus got up with relief. They’d made breakfast and waited a couple hours for Mira to get up. When she didn’t show, they messaged her. When she didn’t answer, they got worried and found her door locked.

Phrixus nudged Forta and nodded to the door. Forta shrugged, threw up his hands, and backed away.

“Alright!” he said loudly. “I’m going, but if you starve to death in there I’m taking all your stuff! And I’m not telling Grandma you’re dead, so I can steal your five-credit birthday card.”

Mira didn’t reply, and Forta walked off down the hall.

Phrixus stood before her door for a long, silent moment. Then he gently tapped on the faux-wood inlay of the door with the edge of the plate in his hand.

“Mira? It’s me.”

Another drawn-out and super dramatic pause.

“Hey,” she finally said.

Phrixus exhaled, something in his carapace loosening. “Um, you know…”

The silence in the hall pressed down, the presence behind the door and the shadow in the gap at the bottom making his throat tight.

He tried again. “Hey, if you want to, well. You know, just forget about last night– that’s okay.”

The shadow at the gap twisted. He breathed into the pause and shifted his weight. His spurs were numb.

The door slid open a few centimeters. Mira looked up at him.

“I don’t want that,” she said quietly.

Phrixus blinked at her. His mandibles waved in vague little circles. He opened his mouth, closed it. Avoiding her wide eyes and her flushed face, he looked down.

“Here,” he muttered. He pushed the plate of eggs and the water toward her. “You’re probably dehydrated.”

“Thanks,” she said.

They looked at each other until Phrixus turned away with a cough. “Okay, well. I gotta go– There’s a thing– anyway, see you later?”

She nodded. “Yeah.”

He scratched his neck, lingered a touch too long, and then he nodded as he went down the hall.

“Wait.”

He stopped and looked back at her peeking around the edge of her door.

“You don’t want that right? To forget…”

“No,” he said.

She blinked, biting her lip. “Oh. That’s good. Uh, call me?”

“Yeah.”

He left the Ryder apartment, ignoring Forta’s stupid face, and only half-way trying to stop the grin he wore down the street and all along the tram ride home.

He will never understand how news spread so quickly. But by the time he went back to school, everyone seemed to know that he and Mira were a Couple™. Which was funny, because the last time he checked, he certainly didn’t know that, or Mira either. Or maybe they did? Well, they talked the evening before, after she napped and got rid of her headache (and they were both significantly less nervous). They made plans to hang out, but– couple? Boyfriend, girlfriend? What? Is that what happened?

The teasing was good-natured, and his own good mood prevented him getting all worked up and prickly as usual. He snapped out the sarcastic returns, but didn’t put any heat in it. Aela didn’t even get under his carapace. Because she was partly to thank for the whole situation. Mira didn’t seem to mind the teasing either, and seemed less embarrassed.

Which was good.

Yeah. It was…

Good.

And then, between programming and galactic history, in a flash that floored him and even later, when he remembered it would still wind him a little– before leaving for her own class, Mira stopped him and tugged sharply on his shirt to get him to bend down and… She tapped her forehead against his. The bridges of their noses brushed. Just like that. Extracting his brain as she skipped away (she wasn’t skipping, more like half-running in giddy horror at her own moxy). But still. He couldn’t think and it wasn’t until someone shoved at him that he got moving again.

Yeah. So that happened, then.

“–just don’t know what I’m supposed to say to him. ‘Oh, the reason it didn’t get filed is because you’re a lazy idiot?’ You know his ego is basically like a baby hanar. Can’t sneeze at it without him crying bloody-murder.”

“Dunno, hun. Kill him?”

“That’s not a solution. That’s an indulgence.”

“Well, I just love to indulge my honey-wunny–”

“Awww,” Calix crooned and leaned over the salad and the casserole to trade a face-caress with Domera. Both of them making stupid noises.

Phrixus silently kept eating, thinking. About a nose brushing his. She was so short, how did she even…

He realized they were looking at him.

“What?” he asked around a mouthful.

“One, gross,” Calix said, wrinkling her nose. “Two, hello? No ridiculous groaning if we even think about touching each other? Are you feeling okay?”

“Do you need to talk?” Domera jumped on. “Is someone bullying you? Who is it? We’ll write them a stiff letter.”

Phrixus swallowed his food, pushing casserole around his plate with his fork. He worked his mandibles for a pause while he thought, digging up the words.

“Uh,” he said. “What would you guys say if I was dating a human girl?”

Forks clattered onto plates, glancing off onto the table and flicking little dressing splatters everywhere. Calix and Domera leaned forward, staring at him. He kept his face carefully neutral.

“Are– are you saying you have a girlfriend?” Domera asked.

He glanced away. “I mean. Yeah.”

“What! Honey, that’s great!”

“Wait- waitwaitwait. Human? Do you mean that Ryder girl?”

“Yeah–”

“Spirits! She’s so cute!”

“Wait, hold on, wait!”

Domera leaped up and went to the fridge, reaching over the top and fumbling all the boxes of cereal and crackers.

“Where are you hiding that cake? We have to have cake!” she called.

“To the left– yes! There!” Calix said “Oh! Should we go get ice cream? Dom, are there candles?”

“Freaking–” Phrixus exhaled loudly. “Would you two quit it?”

“Hush, no one asked you.”

“Yeah. Phrixus Jaril, if you think we’re not going to celebrate every milestone of your life, you are obviously defective and we should take you back to the sperm bank.”

“You–”

“Oh!” Domera exclaimed, putting a half-mauled cake down on the dinner table. She leaned into the table, staring at Phrixus. “You’ll tell us when you lose your virginity, right?”

Phrixus threw down his fork. “I’m going to my room.”

“Aww, c’mooon–”

“Nope.”

He ended up barricading himself in his room, until they smoked him out by blowing wafts of (slightly stale) cake scent underneath the door. The three of them huddled in the floor of his little bedroom with their little plates of cake. He promised to bring Mira over at some point, and no, he didn’t know either of her parents’ numbers or e-mails. He kicked them out when they started taking pictures.

All things considered, it could have gone worse. They could have actually put candles on the cake, and like. Sung. Spirits.

Shortly after, a new file appeared in the apartment’s communal data library. It was unlocked, and labeled ‘DEFINITELY NOT THE LIQUOR CABINET’S PASSCODE.’ Inside were a bunch of infographics and e-pamphlets about safe intercourse between turians and humans. And Phrixus would never, ever, ever (not even on pain of torture) admit to reading all those files.

But that was getting way, way ahead of things.

Or that was probably his moms’ intentions. You learn about that stuff way before you need it. Maybe if he had kids himself he’d know.

Anyway.

Those first bits after they started dating would always be cloaked in this, like, painfully sweet filter.

Once, he went to an in-theater feature of Fleet and Flotilla where you have to dress up, but they serve real alcohol, so it wasn’t terrible. (But the choice in going certainly hadn’t been his.) And when it got to the part at the end, where they separate forever– he didn’t know what came over him. He really never was much for this sappy crap. But he sat, staring at the screen, seeing some fictional bittersweet romance meant to give catharsis, and all he could think about was trading face caresses and kisses with Mira Ryder in between classes. Behind the school’s auxiliary buildings, touching her hair.

The way she laughed as they shared cheap street food and he made some stupid, definitely not as funny as she was making it comment. Sitting on a bench after a ‘oooh-romantic’ walk through the Presidium, playing with each other’s fingers. Hanging around Aela’s, Aela and Forta busy with some video game, and he and Mira sprawled out watching them, her fingers curiously exploring his spurs. The one time they found themselves alone at his place (despite his moms’ best efforts) and they ended up making out until they were both very frustrated, and very confused.

He so often tended to be a sad drunk, and his head would sometimes turn back to those first bits then.

And actually, the more he thought about it, his moms had probably been onto something. Because along with those first bits, things progressed quickly. They didn’t talk about the reason why. They probably didn’t even admit it to themselves, because to admit it would be to admit the approaching danger of an end. Their school was already prepping the turian students for their departure, giving them the study materials for their final evaluations which would be sent on to their bootcamps for placements.

But to admit that they were aware of, and afraid of, that change would be to maybe admit that their relationship wasn’t entirely based on feeling. That maybe they were rushing out of fear.

At the time, he definitely and vehemently refused such an idea. Mira made his stomach flutter, she made him feel good and better, and he wanted to protect her and make her laugh. But later, he would wonder. It didn’t make that painfully sweet filter disappear or anything. Maybe it added to that nostalgia; that with all those innocent and tender feelings of curiosity and fondness, there was also an urgency, an intensity. Everything was changing and they were just trying to keep up.

Also they were teenagers, so of-freaking-course his moms made a sex ed data file for him.

“So vacation is next week,” Mira said.

“Yeah,” Phrixus replied.

He was only halfway listening. They were walking back to the tram station after spending the evening at his apartment; they’d baked this like fudgy turian dessert with tons of chocolate with Domera. They’d suited up Mira with these ridiculous long and yellow protective gloves, and a pair of safety goggles. She still had a red outline where the goggles had dug into her face. Phrixus considered the bonding time a success: Mom had been impressed with Mira’s curiosity about dextro food, and had only made one comment about the safety gear and ‘protection.’

As curfew approached, he’d shuffled Mira out with a minimal amount of Domera’s cooing about their holding hands. He’d let go about halfway, though, to message Forta about leaving for the tram.

“–can come over, because, you know, Dad’s on assignment and Mom’ll be working and Forta won’t be a problem or anything…”

He retook her hand and nodded. “Sure.”

He glanced at her, and paused at the look she gave him, brows raised and eyes a little wide. He wasn’t sure what to make of that, and they were near the tram station, so he just looked up and squeezed her hand a little. And then– what she said hit him and he dropped her hand like one of those fake retrograded pistols from the Arena that didn’t use thermal clips. Overheated.

He stared at her, and she stared back at him. Phrixus’s head whipped around to stare at the people around them. No one was paying them a bit of attention, but he was terrified that the loose crowd was hanging on to their every word. He picked up her hand again, tugging her off to the side of the lane underneath the awning of a closed store.

“Feel free to– you know, whatever if I’m way off, but–” Phrixus said, low and probably too fast. “But, are you saying you want to hang out or– or…”

Mira looked up at him. She was biting her lip, her eyes shifting away and back to him. Away and back.

So they’d gotten the face caress and the kiss down to a near routine (if a routine was meant to cause heart palpitations and flushed cheeks and splayed mandibles on every occurrence). Figuring out the kiss had been… something. His lips didn’t work the way hers did, or his tongue, and the nearness of it, the warmth and the… well. It was. Something. And she didn’t have mandibles, but she’d do this thing where– And there was the time they’d ditched everyone in the middle of a match and their hands had roamed. And then N’tessa’s last week (vids and beer) and their hands had really roamed–

Well.

To say he wasn’t curious, that he didn’t want that, would be a damning lie. He still remembered, at least a couple times a week, how that alley couple had fit together. And he’d done his own, well, research.

But it was just. Uh. A big deal, and like…

They were still holding hands, and Mira squeezed tightly, bringing him back down from orbit. She was looking at him, and then her eyes darted down. But she squeezed his hand and inhaled sharply.

“Well,” she started. “I mean. Yeah, that’s kind of what I… meant. I mean, I’ve never–”

“I haven’t,” Phrixus cut in sharply, clutching at her hand. “Either…”

Looking down, she bit her lip against a smile. She shook her head.

“I guess we both already knew that,” she said.

“I guess.”

He ran a finger over the back of her hand; you could feel the delicate bones there. He cleared his throat, staring at his own hand on hers. He was having a hard time looking at her, too.

He tried again. “But– you want… with me?”

“Yeah,” she said softly. “If you do.”

“Yeah,” he said. “If you do, yeah.”

She rocked back on her heels, an after-image of a smile floating around her face. The false sky was really turning black. The fluorescent light in the awning above them cast each of them in stark relief. She burst out a snort, and started giggling. He did, too. Then he glanced over his shoulder at the people (still ignoring them) walking to their homes or the tram station. He looked back at her, met her gaze, and shuffled her backward into the corner where the shop met its neighbor.

She looked up with her eyes glittering until he stooped into her, pressing their not-meant-to-be-yet-absolutely-meant-to-be lips together. Her arms flew up to cradle around the back of his neck. His hand found the steep curve of the small of her back, straining with the effort to reach him. She was on tippy-toes, he knew.

They parted, wedged into the corner and a breath apart.

“Um,” she said. “I should… probably go– the tram…”

“Right,” he said.

He backed them out of the corner, hands probably permanently glued together now. They resumed their walk back toward the station. The first part of their walk seemed a thousand years ago, before their world-shattering commitment.

When she got on the tram, she sat, and turned to look out the window at him standing on the platform. They waved. And he spent a good long while watching the tram’s taillights disappear through the district.

He wasn’t even a fraction of the way home before he started worrying.

He opened his omnitool.

[phrixus] hey

[mira] hi?

[mira] whats up

[phrixus] did you say your parents will both be gone

[mira] yeah

He paused for a long time, staring at empty air. He’d been to the Ryder place a couple times now. Met her mom, Ellen a couple times. She seemed nice, but busy. She was some kind of big deal scientist with human biotics. The dad, Alec, he’d only met the once. Polite, but kind of gruff. Mira hadn’t been kidding about him being military. One of the first through Relay 314, had been there at Shanxi. Phrixus, if he were being truthful, was nervous that her dad didn’t like him, didn’t like the fact that he was turian.

He didn’t care to imagine being caught with Mira by either of them.

[mira] phri?

[mira] it’s cool if you changed your mind

[phrixus] no

[phrixus] i still

[phrixus] you know

[phrixus] but if you change your mind thats completely fine

[mira] i know

[mira] u okay tho

[phrixus] yeah just theres stuff we have to get

[phrixus] ill take care of it

[mira] i can help

[phrixus] no let me

[mira] if you want

[mira] are you home yet

[phrixus] no

[mira] well be safe

[mira] domera’s probably waiting

[phrixus] yeah

[mira] night

[phrixus] night

#mass effect andromeda #mass effect #fanfiction #sara ryder #turians #my writing #original turian oc #sara ryder/orignal turian character #look at them #i cant even w these cuties now #goodddd they're so nervous and #just #these two

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Riverdale's Madelaine Petsch on Why Cheryl Blossom Doesn't Need a Love Interest: "She's an Independent Woman!"

The premiere of CW's newest series, Riverdale, got off to a literal bang with the murder of Jason Blossom, the ex-boyfriend of Betty Cooper's older sister, Polly, and the twin brother of one of the most fascinating and rich new characters on TV right now: Cheryl Blossom. Played by 22-year-old newcomer Madelaine Petsch, we'll watch as Cheryl comes to terms with her brother's death while still maintaining a facade as queen bee of Riverdale High.

"It's kind of the perfect break," the natural-born redhead shares while driving around the series' home city of Vancouver. "The beauty of my character specifically is that she's not just one note. She's an independent woman who can hold her own."

The same can be said of Petsch herself. "I've been working on this career path of mine since I was three years old," she tells us. "I've known what I wanted to do. So, this means that all the things I’ve known about myself, felt about myself, and the confidence I've had was not misplaced. This is really where I belong. I've always known that, but that kind of confidence boost is necessary when you’re rejected so much in this industry."

While Cheryl might face rejection from those who decide to stand up to her wrath, Petsch is about to feel a whole lot of love from an audience that's been waiting for the next Gossip Girl or Pretty Little Liars. "I’m so happy I get to do Riverdale, and I love the people I’m doing it with. I’ve never been happier."

But first, there are lots of questions to get to; namely, who the hell decides to dress up for a boat ride at 6 A.M.? And was that bullet really meant for Jason Blossom? Petsch is about to answer all that and more, below.

Glamour: You've always been a big Archie Comics fan, which Riverdale is loosely based on.

Madeleine Petsch: Yeah, I definitely was. Archie Comics sent me vintage Cheryl Blossom comics, so I have a bunch of beautiful ones. They also send me all the covers they have now of the new Archie. I've got a crazy amount of them. And every time my mom goes to the supermarket, she'll turn all the pages to the back of Riverdale and leave them on the supermarket shelf—or she’ll buy them all—so I have so many Archie Comics! [Laughs] She’ll send me video of her turning them over!

Glamour: Speaking of your mom, tell me the story behind your first name.

Madelaine: My mom got to name my brother, so it was my dad who got to name me. My dad said to my mom right before she was going to have her C-section, "How about ‘Street?' I think ‘Street’ is the best name for our daughter." My mom started screaming and said, "There is no way I am naming my daughter ‘Street!'" And then she comes back after having me, looks at me, and is like, "OK, I understand Street. Why don’t we do ‘Lane,’ like lane on the road, and we’ll call her Madelaine?’ That’s how my name came about.

Glamour: So what was your audition like for Riverdale?

Madelaine: I went in and saw David Rapaport, the casting director, for Legends of Tomorrow in [late] 2015. He was like, “I love you for this role," but [later said], "I want you for a pilot I’m casting right now." He brought me in for Betty Cooper on Riverdale a week later to meet producers. He said, "You're obviously not auditioning for Betty; it’s for another part that I can’t tell you about yet. You look exactly like I imagine her to look, and you’ve got the presence." So, they pinned me for the role after they met me for Betty, for four months. By that point it was early January [and I] read for producers for the role of Cheryl. [The director and producers] were like, "You’ve got this role." They brought me in for studio testing, network testing, chemistry reading, etc. When I eventually got the call [that the role was mine], I started crying.

Glamour: Your first scene in Riverdale is in a boat on the water. Ironically, you're terrified of water in real life.

Madelaine: Yeah, I’m afraid of open bodies of water. I was in a glass-bottomed boat that broke a long time ago, so I’ve always been kind of freaked out. I took a 16-hour trip to Norway on a boat that freaked me out, all of that. When I read the script for that scene in Riverdale, I assumed they'd use a stunt double in the boat. When I got to set, they were like, "So, we’re gonna put you in a wetsuit." And I was like, "Excuse me? A what?"

Glamour: So then what did you do?

Madelaine: I was like, "You know what? I can handle this. It’s gonna be OK." Then I found out the person rowing the boat was no one who’d ever rowed a boat before—it’s the guy who plays my brother, Trevor Stines. They were like, "It’s OK, we gave him a quick five-minute course on how to row a boat. We’ll have a giant buoy about a hundred yards away from you. Everything will be fine." But me being me, I was having a panic attack. No one knew I was freaking out. I had to wear these beautiful Valentinos in the boat when I got in. So, I was terrified of stepping in the boat, but then I got in and Trevor was amazing. It was great therapy, but I was still terrified. Once we started shooting, I was fine. I was like, "It’s fun. It’s Cheryl. It’s not me." But getting into it, I was terrified. You can ask Trevor. I thought I was going to die.

Glamour: Cheryl and her brother take the rowboat out on the lake at 6 A.M. on the Fourth of July all wearing white. Why?

Madelaine: The 6 A.M. going out—that will be answered later on in an episode. That’s something that’s a huge plot point. But the white, I think, is a kind of an aesthetic thing, to try to be a dreamy-sequence type look. Also, it’s to show the closeness between Cheryl and Jason. That’s the first time you’re introduced to the twins—and with the white and the matching outfits, it puts it in an eerie setting.

Glamour: Their relationship is a bit creepy. Will that be explored more?

Madelaine: Yeah, as much as it can be. There was never an intimate sexual relationship, of course. This isn’t a plot spoiler, but Jason was the first person who ever loved Cheryl unconditionally. She didn’t really know how to feel about that because she never felt it from her parents or her friends before. To her, he was her “person," her other half, her soul mate, as she says in the pilot. Losing him kind of explains a little bit why she lashes out so much.

Glamour: Before they get in the rowboat, Cheryl says, “Are you scared, Jason?” Why?

Madelaine: You will know exactly why I say that in episode three.

Glamour: Oh, I like that. Will viewers find out who murdered Jason by the end of season one? Or does the reveal come much earlier?

Madelaine: We just read the script last night, and we all found out who killed Jason. So, in episode 12 you find out. By episode 13, I think you will understand the whole spiel.

Glamour: Cheryl has some of the best lines on television. What's your favorite?

Madelaine: In the premiere, Archie and Veronica go in the closet together and that causes a whole problem with Betty. In episode two, I’m having a conversation with Betty and Veronica. Veronica kind of interrupts me, and I say, "Butt out, closet monster!" [Laughs] It’s my favorite!

Glamour: You must have the best times getting to say these lines. I would think this is like dessert for you.

Madelaine: Oh my God, every day is like dessert for me. And not only does she get the best lines, to be sassy and mean, but I also get to have [so many] emotional [arcs] on the show. I pretty much cry in every episode, I'm mean in every episode, I laugh in every episode. I get all the juicy things every actor wants.

Glamour: Cheryl seems so spoiled and mean at first, but we'll see more humanity to her as the series goes on. Who is Cheryl at her core?

Madelaine: She is a lost, innocent, little girl trying to figure out who she is and doing a pretty bad job of it. I mean, she doesn’t have love coming from anywhere in her life now that her brother is gone. Even before that, she still didn’t really know who she was. So, my true believing and understanding of Cheryl is that she’s very lost, very naive, and she’s used to everything being handed to her on a silver platter. She’s this kind of broken girl, who wants to see other people as broken as she is. She’s from a very broken family life.

Glamour: One of my Glamour colleagues likened Cheryl to the Regina George or the Blair Waldorf of the group—the queen bee, if you will. Is she bucking stereotypes here or no?

Madelaine: Well, the way the writers write the show, they make it so pointed. I think they’re making a comment on that stereotypical queen bee with Cheryl's character, in general. She is the most catty-like character by far, and I love it. I think that is the point they’re making, that that is the queen bee archetype. Do I think she’s similar to Blair Waldorf? Yes, absolutely. She has her moments; she is the queen bee of Riverdale High. That said, I think she’s much different than any other queen bee anyone has seen. Her brother gets murdered in the first episode, so you watch her go through turmoil and loss and abuse. There’s so much that happens to Cheryl; she’s not your typical queen bee.

Glamour: Will Cheryl get a love interest as the season progresses? Do you even want her to have a love interest?

Madelaine: Yes and no. There is a touch on a romantic fling in an episode later on in the season that I think everyone will love. People will go crazy over it. But, of course, Cheryl doesn’t get what she wants because why would she ever? And, no, I don’t think I want Cheryl to have a relationship. What I love so much about Cheryl right now is she might not be strong, but she’s still an independent woman who can carry her own, and she doesn’t need a man to do that. That’s beautiful, and I think we very rarely see that in teen television. I think very often, little girls look at these teen television shows and think, "I have to have a boyfriend because Blair Waldorf has a boyfriend, and she’s always fighting over boys!" I love that people can look at Cheryl and see she’s an independent woman who can hold her own and doesn’t have a boyfriend. I think that’s great.

Glamour: I love that. I feel like whenever she does get into a relationship, that person has to be someone who can truly match Cheryl and understand her as well.

Madelaine: Exactly. Of course, she’ll have her little flings. I mean, this is the CW, so there’ll always be some sexy moments for Cheryl. But I think when she finally gets a boyfriend, it’ll probably be in season two [hopefully]. She would never date somebody who would just take her crap.

Glamour: Now that you're almost done filming season one, what are your earliest memories of meeting the cast when you first got together for that first table read?

Madelaine: I remember meeting Lili Reinhart (Betty Cooper) at the airport. I met her once before, but now she’s my best friend. I live with her. I saw her at the airport; we had met prior, but not really quite talked. I was in line in front of her and was walking past her, and I was like, "I don’t really want to say hi because is that weird?" Which is so stupid now [because] I knew we were on the same flight. So, I walk past her, and she was like, "Madelaine!" And I was like, ‘Oh, hi! Sorry, I didn’t see you there." She’s like, "You looked right at me!" I was like, "Whoops!" We ended up talking then and kind of bonding over that moment, but it was so silly. And then, I remember, we were at the Sutton Place, where they put us up for the pilot, and Cole Sprouse (Jughead), Lili, Ashleigh Murray (Josie), Camila Mendes (Veronica), and I met for the first time. We all DM’d each other on Twitter, like, "Let’s all go to the hot tub and meet for the first time." It was such an awkward, weird thing. I was like, "Are they going to love me? Are they going to hate me?" Now, we’re the closest family unit. We talk every single day. It’s just funny to look back because you never know what’s going to happen. We could’ve all easily hated each other, but it was such a good blend of personalities. I remember seeing Ashleigh [in the hot tub] and she has an amazing six-pack, and I was like, "Oh my God, girl, you have to share your secrets with me!" She said, "I eat burgers every day and I don’t work out!"

Glamour: She told me that too when we first met! Before you go, let's play some fun superlatives. Who of the cast would you most take to go shopping for clothes?

Madelaine: Camila Mendes, 100%, no question. We have very similar fashion sense

Glamour: Who would you most want to make you dinner?

Madelaine: Uh, probably myself?! Nobody really cooks on this show!

Glamour: Who is the on-set crush?

Madelaine: K.J. [Apa, who plays Archie]. Totally K.J.!

Glamour: Who’s the mama bear of the group?

Madelaine: Madchen Amick [who plays Alice Cooper].

Glamour: Who is most likely to go out and explore Vancouver during the weekends?

Madelaine: Cole Spouse, definitely, because he's a photographer and shoots all the time. He’s always scouting for locations. He'll be like, "Anybody want to be my test subject for this location I’m at?"

Glamour: And who is the best secret keeper?

Madelaine: Lili. We live together, so we can talk about my relationships or personal lives or whatever, and I feel like she’s always got my back.

Riverdale airs Thursdays on the CW at 9 P.M. ET.

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