#what happens when someone watches Wes Anderson and thinks 'I can do that too!'

[leam1983]

Humour

Walt and I are recovering Whedonists with a thing for complex situations where the laughs sort of build over time, and I still like the occasional bit of outré comedy. My father, however, leans heavily on the Wes Anderson side of things, and considers slow-burning absurdity to be an absolute gasser. He's subjected me to Viking, a little Indie bit about a C-team of would-be astronauts stuck simulating social problems lived by the A-team on Mars, and I'm just left thinking that there's times where pushing into implausibility that harshly can make an entire premise tip over from amusement to sheer boredom. Not every TIFF finalist is entirely worth my time, let's say.

Long story short, we follow David, a Phys. Ed teacher in Montreal who, after several tests, is revealed to be a psychological match for one of the mission leads currently spending Sols on Mars. He reacts the same way, has the same overall temperament - only the language barrier differentiates them. He joins a team of implausibly local other matches for the rest of the A-team and is shipped out to New Mexico or Texas - it's never made clear where their outpost is, even if it is clearly in the Southwestern US - and has to adopt his Martian vis-à-vis' name, mannerisms, personality and responsibilities in order to find and fix potential problems between crewmembers - complete with fake EVAs.

The initial vector for bleak humour starts with the fact that the C-team only corresponds to the A-team psychologically, so you're left with female applicants taking male names and being told to assume male mannerisms for the duration of their mission - complete with groping attempts if one of the A-team members is known to have sexual assault charges in the rinks. The opposite also applies to male members of the simulation team, with one of them being forced to go by "Liz" for the movie's duration - and to eventually tape a bag of beans to his chest in order to fake his corresponding A-team member's Martian pregnancy.

Of course, this leads to obvious tensions and to various friction-causing situations, such as the "male" mission member being simulated by a female one needing to sleep while playing a recording of the actual A-team lead's thunderous snores.

You're supposed to chuckle at the inherent absurdity, but I really couldn't shake how implausible it would be for guys and gals from my own backyard to be schlepped out to within hitchhiking distance of Austin, Texas to pretend like their tuna can of an adapted cluster of RVs is actually a stand-in for a distant and forlorn Martian hab module. If NASA has enough budget to hypothetically send people to Mars in the not too distant future, it probably has budget enough to either find planet-based analogues for behavioral testing or to just chuck everything at an AI model - as I'm sure they're wont to do - and call it a day.

Dad spent three days poking Walt and I for our opinion, only for the both of us to share a resounding shrug. I guess I'm not one for self-effacing absurdist bits of Sci-Fi nonsense that goes so far as to elude to the Sim teams having mostly detailed replicas of the A-team's tools, only for our ragtag group of Québécois candidates to end up with a trash can with taped-on cardboard legs standing in for a MAV module...

[elliespassagerprincess]

Can we please get some milf Abby or Ellie the lesbians who like older women are in a drought

💘

Headcannons: milf!abby anderson x reader

part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4

☆ Milf Abby who was divorced and who had full custody of her 4-year-old daughter.

☆ Milf Abby who worked as a lawyer and got her daughter into the best schools.

☆ Milf Abby who went to a parent teacher meeting, to meet her daughters’ new teacher.

☆ Milf Abby who met you for the first time and thought you were the prettiest thing she’d ever seen.

☆ Milf Abby who stood behind everyone else because you made her shy.

☆ Milf Abby whose palms felt sweaty when you walked close to the direction where she was standing.

☆ Milf Abby whose heart rate increased when you asked the parents “any questions?” with a smile.

☆ Milf Abby who went home that night and stared at the ceiling because she just saw an angel.

☆ Milf Abby who asks her daughter about you the next morning.

“What’s she like?” Abby asked as she placed the plate of scrambled eggs in front of Aubrey.

“she’s nice” the little girl started. “she always likes my drawings, and she tells funny stories!”

A small smile appeared on Abby’s face.

Pretty and funny, huh?

“she’s pretty too” Aubrey said with her mouth full off eggs. Abby chuckled at that.

“Your right baby, she is”

☆ Milf Abby who almost shit herself when Aubrey told you that she finds you pretty.

“You did what?” Abby said frantically.

“I told my teacher that you said she was pretty”

Abby groaned, her large hand coming to rub her temples.

“Baby you aren’t supposed to tell that to people, it was a secret”

“Yeah, it was red ones”

“But Heathers dad brought her flowers, and that’s not a secret”

“what?”

“roses?”

“I think so” she spoke

☆ Milf Abby who gets jealous even though she barley knows anything about you.

☆ Milf Abby who watches Heathers dad bring you snacks almost daily when she picks up Aubrey.

☆ Milf Abby who wants to vomit every time you smile at him.

☆ Milf Abby who realizes she had to make a move.

☆ Milf Abby who was nervous because it’s been a while since she’s asked someone on a date.

☆ Milf Abby who writes you a letter and sends it with her daughter.

“My mommy sent you this” Aubrey ran to you with a white envelope. You thanked her, as you opened the letter, eyes widening at what it had to say:

“Hi, are you Tennessee because you’re the only ten I see.

I’m sorry I know that was inappropriate I didn’t know what to say.

Would you like to go on a date with me? I promise no cheesy pickup lines”

☆ Milf Abby who almost jumps out of her car when she sees you walking towards her.

☆ Milf Abby who rolls down the window and tries to act cool.

“Sup” she said, but soon cringed.

You giggled “I’d love to go on a date with you Miss Anderson”

“Call me Abby”

“Abby… I’d love to go out with you”

A grin spread onto the blondes face.

“Friday?”

“Friday”

☆ Milf Abby who fist bumps the air because she’s just that excited.

☆ Milf Abby who almost cancelled because she was so nervous.

☆ Milf Abby who asks her 4-year-old outfit advice.

“What about this?”

“No”

“Aubrey you can’t keep saying no”

“But I don’t like it”

☆ Milf Abby who kisses her daughter goodbye as she bought you a bigger bouquet of roses.

☆ Milf Abby who takes you to a fancy restaurant to impress you.

☆ Milf Abby who finds out you were 20 years younger than her.

Abby blinked a couple of times at the information.

“26?”

“yeah… do I not look my age you?” you asked with a raised eyebrow.

“You really don’t”

☆ Milf Abby who enjoys the date more than she intended to.

☆ Milf Abby who almost combusts when you gave her a kiss on the cheek.

☆ Milf Abby who goes home that night in denial that she liked someone so young.

Age is nothing but a number, but you were years younger. What were you doing with someone like her? Why her? Why not someone your age? What happens if Abby grows so old that you become bored?

☆ Milf Abby who ghosts you for 5 months.

☆ Milf Abby who avoids looking at you when she gets her daughter from school.

☆ Milf Abby who ignores your texts because she thought you deserve someone better.

☆ Milf Abby’s daughter who gave her an awaking.

“Can you stop crying at night mommy? It makes noise”

Abby looked up from the stove.

“you hear that?”

“Yes”

A few seconds of silence passed before Aubrey spoke again. “You made my teacher sad”

“she’s sad?”

“yes and she asked me about you”

“and what did you say?”

“Nothing, you said it was a secret” Abby groaned at Aubrey’s response

“you need to stop pushing people away because you’re insecure”

Abby looked at Aubrey with wide eyes.

She was right, because Abby was so insecure she’s losing a perfect girl because she was scared. How sure was she that you would leave her? How sure was she that you were only using her? Maybe you were the one.

“Where did you hear those words?”

“from grandpa” she said with a shoulder shrug.

“He said that to Nora”

Your back was facing the door as you were writing something on the board.

“of course he did”

☆ Milf Abby who goes to your classroom the next day with flowers.

“I’m sorry” she spoke. She watched you flinched as you turned around.

“what?”

“I’m sorry for just disappearing and not saying anything”

“ok” was all you said as you turned back around to continue writing.

Abby walked towards you with long strides.

“no- no don’t say ok please- give me a chance”

she watched you sigh as you turned around:

“look Miss Anderson-“

“Abby”

“Miss Anderson” you said through gritted teeth.

“It’s ok, this should have not happened”

“Don’t say that”

“Let’s move on, I’ll pretend this never happened” you said with a fake smile on your face.

“god you’re so-“  before Abby could even finish her sentence she grabbed your face, and caught your lips in a kiss.

☆ Milf Abby who was surprised when you kissed her back.

☆ Milf Abby who whimpered when you pulled away.

“What can I do to fix this?” she spoke as she held your face.

“take me out on a date again”

a smile spread on the blondes face: “yeah I’ll do that”

☆ Milf Abby who realizes you won’t make it easy for her.

☆ Milf Abby who was willing to work for this relationship because you were worth it.

[whatdoeseverybodywant]

Rebuild & Restore - Chapter 16

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Dr Anderson stared at the couple in front of him. It was blatantly obvious that something had changed with their relationship. The last time they were here, Dr. Anderson was sure they would get a divorce and probably never speak to each other again. But this time around, they sat close together, Josh’s arm was wrapped around Kiyana’s shoulder and she was leaning into his side. 

Dr. Anderson’s eyebrows shot up when Josh turned his head slightly to place a sweet and gentle kiss on Kiyana’s temple. “So, things have changed?” Dr. Anderson spoke after clearing his throat, getting the attention of the couple in front of him. 

Kiyana and Josh, looked at each other, soft smiles on their faces and Kiyanna nodded. “Yeah.” She smiled and turned her head back towards Dr. Anderson. “You could say that.” 

“Honestly, that’s great to hear.” Dr. Anderson grabbed his notebook off the little end table beside him and opened it. “What happened since the last time I saw you guys a couple of months ago?” 

Josh sat up straighter and blew out a deep sigh. “Where do I start?” He chuckled. “We uh- actually did get divorced, about a month or two ago.” 

“Really? How did you feel about that?” Dr. Anderson asked Kiyana, who shrugged. 

“I mean, I was the one who initiated it. I filed. Things were becoming too much. There was no more trust in the relationship.” 

“And now? Is there trust now.” 

“I trust her,” Josh answered almost immediately. He then turned his attention towards Kiyana “Do you trust me?” 

Kiyana hesitated and Josh sucked in a deep breath. He knew she didn’t 100% trust him and that was fine. Like he told her before, he would do whatever it took to get her to trust him again, he just didn’t know where to start. 

“And how do you feel about this?” Dr Anderson asked Josh. 

“It’s not a shock, to be honest. I uh- I figured she didn’t trust me yet and I wanna earn her trust back.” Dr. Anderson nodded thoughtfully, jotting down notes as he listened. 

“Can I ask why you don’t fully trust him yet?” 

Kiyana bit her lip as she looked up at Josh.  “I’m not gon be mad baby. We here to get the help we need.” 

Kiyana nodded, before taking a deep breath. “I guess because he’s still on the road with his job a lot and if the infidelity happened before what’s to same he won’t have that same temptation again. And he’s in this story or whatever with his co-worker and” Kiyana stopped and shook her head. “I just don't wanna go through that again.” 

“I’ll tell them I can’t do it anymore.” Josh started, Kiyana started shaking her head but Josh stopped her, grabbing her chin and making her look into his eyes. “If that shit makes you uncomfortable. I will stop it. I meant it when I said I want this Kiyana.” 

Dr. Anderson tried to hide his smile but he couldn’t. He knew Josh was telling the whole truth. He never routed for a couple this hard before. 

Kiyana looked into Josh’s eyes, searching for sincerity. “I just need to know you’re serious about making this work. I can’t go through that pain again.”

“I promise you, I’m  serious,” Josh replied, his voice steady.”I already lost you once and I don’t wanna lose you again.” 

Dr. Anderson watched the exchange, sensing the emotional weight in the room. “Kiyana, what would help you feel more secure in this process? Is there something specific that would reassure you?” Josh let go of Key’s face as she turned her head to look at Dr. Anderson. 

Kiyana hesitated, then took a deep breath. “I think regular check-ins would be a good start.” She paused and looked back over to Josh. “You said last time, you just wanted someone to talk to. Let me be that someone. If I do something to piss you off, come talk to me not no other bitch and I’ll do the same.”

“Okay.” Josh agreed. His heart painfully clenched in his chest as he thought about how much his actions really hurt Kiyana. “If somethin’  bothering me, I’ll come to you..” Kiyana nodded with a small smile on her face.  

Hopefully, this time around things would be different.

“Yo Key!” Kiyana jumped, startled at Josh calling her name. She cursed as she dropped the test to the floor. She then gasped as the door to the bathroom opened and Josh stood there wearing a confused face. “You good in here?” 

Kiyana was slightly panicking, trying not to look down at the test. “Damn Josh. I could’ve been taking a shit.” 

“Key, be so fo–  I done licked every crevice of your body. Stop playing with me.” His eyes then flicked down to the test on the floor. “Is that–” 

“Yeah,” Kiyana whispered, looking at him trying to gauge his reaction. 

“Are you..?” He trailed off walking closer to her. 

“I haven’t looked.” She bit her lip as Josh reached down and picked the test up. She held her breath as he turned it over and looked at the results. 

“We gon need a bigger house.” 

Kiyana's eyes widened, her heart pounding in her chest. "What? Are you serious?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Josh nodded, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Two lines, baby. Damn, four kids. We catching up to Joe.” 

For a moment, Kiyana stood frozen, a whirlwind of emotions coursing through her. Then, without warning, she launched herself at Josh, wrapping her arms around his neck. He caught her easily. “Oh shit.” She whispered.

Josh held her tight, his strong arms encircling her waist. "You happy about this?" he asked, his voice soft against her ear.

Kiyana pulled back slightly, her eyes searching his face. "I... I think so. Are you?"

"Hell yeah," Josh grinned, his eyes twinkling. "Another little one running around? That's dope.” Kiyana nodded and looked down at her obviously still flat tummy. “Hey,” Josh calle dout softly cupping her cheeks in his hand. “I love you. And Imma be here. I promise. Imma be here for you and our kids.” 

Kiyana grinned, her tears finally escaping her eyes. “I love you too.” 

Whew.. .why did this take me so long... chile who know! But look at haw far this couple has came!

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[youbutstupid]

What are the flaws of each Criminal Minds character? Because these things I glossed over while watching the show. Unleash the essay, if you have to!

I’m gonna fight someone, I wrote a response to this but my app refreshed! Time to speedrun this response again omg I’m so sorry.

DISCLAIMER: I love every single character but that doesn’t mean I am blind to the fact that they are all flawed and fleshed out human beings.

Gideon: he was unempathetic to those he worked with. He was incredibly kind and compassionate to the victims and even the unsubs at times, but the only time we saw him truly give value as a superior was to Reid and Garcia, and even they got the short end of the stick at times.

Hotch: he unfortunately paid the price for his, but it was a lack of empathy for Haley and the fact that she never signed up for marrying an FBI agent. He let his job cloud the fact that he should have been prioritising his son and wife and he sadly didn’t realise this until the divorce papers were finalised.

Reid: he is very emotional, which is mostly a good thing, but it does mean that he can let it cloud what he is supposed to do in a situation and what is right, leading to irrational actions, as seen in Fisher King pt 2, Elephant’s Memory, Memorium and his journey in Mexico. I’m not saying his arrest was his fault of course, but I am saying that whether he got framed or not, there were other risks to crossing the border without notifying the FBI to collect experimental medicine, and his emotions clouded him from those risks. It puts his team in tricky positions and also puts his life in danger.

Morgan: he was very doubtful towards people’s views and ideas. If I had a shot for every time he doubted a true thing that somebody said or said that they shouldn’t be working a case when they should be, I would be so blackout drunk. Obviously he is allowed to doubt things, but he takes it too far and it prevents him from seeing what is right in front of him.

Elle: I understand that she needed somebody to blame in order to rationalise her trauma and the person who caused it was dead, but she was wrong to blame Hotch and she never went back on it. Hotch sent her home with the idea that Anderson would be watching over her, he could never have predicted that Anderson would leave her alone or that Gideon would anger Garner.

JJ: love her but the Reid confession was icky and gross. She had other 35 years of experience in life, came from a small town background, covered up Prentiss’ death and was a part of classified missions overseas and you’re telling me the only secret she could think to tell was telling the guy who used to have a crush on her that she was in love with him whilst she had a husband and two sons? I like to pretend this never happened for my own sanity.

Garcia: she is also very emotional, which can be a good thing most of the time, but other times it leads to her making decisions without considering their consequences. One example is her visiting the man who tried to murder Reid because she personally felt bad; I adore her but she didn’t consider that her motives were selfish because she just wanted closure, she didn’t consider if this could have been triggering to Reid, the people he had murdered or even if the man wanted to see her at all. There are also times when she wastes time by refusing to look things up because she feels weird doing it, even though there are lives on the line.

Prentiss: the line ‘you mourned the loss of one friend, I mourned the loss of six.’ Surely she realised that carrying what you thought was your best friend’s dead body in a coffin whilst thinking that she was wiped out of existence forever is very different than being in France and missing your friends but knowing that they are very much alive.

Rossi: he often tries to justify his crappy actions in the past when he should just apologise. Even if he has to apologise multiple times, it is no one’s jobs to understand his actions that hurt other people, it is his job to rectify them however that may be. I’m glad he has changed and grown, but that doesn’t undo the hurt that he has caused.

Todd: she had every reason not to fully trust the team because she doesn’t know them, but she needed to at least trust that they could do their jobs and do them well. I understand that she had never been in that line of work before, but she was not open to understanding either and that put her in tricky positions.

Seaver: I think she came to the bau with the hope of finding closure for her past and that meant that she was not 100% sure what it actually was that she was signing up for, leading to her often falling behind as an agent. She tried to learn, but she was just too unprepared for what it entailed.

Blake: I love her but the whole thing in the earlier episodes of her telling Reid that she’s glad he didn’t take her joke about him being autistic too seriously because apparently no one can take a joke these days made me feel icky. Even if Reid did take her joke seriously, it is no one’s responsibility to find your offensive jokes funny, it is your responsibility not to make them.

Callahan: like Morgan, she was often sceptical about things and whilst, again, she has every right to be, it did mean that sometimes she was clouded to some truths because she simply couldn’t see them.

Tara: she immediately assumed that the reason her brother didn’t go to college was simply because he had gone off the rails and was the less successful sibling. Her straight A student brother suddenly dropped out of education and she didn’t stop to see if he was okay or suffering in any way for him to have done this in the first place. She of course had no obligation to help him once he had started asking for financial help and making bad decisions, but she could have at least wondered why all of this started. I think her dad was largely to blame for this though.

Alvez: he was not ready to have and then move in with his girlfriend when he did. He was still quite new to his job and way too committed with it, plus it was clear from the beginning that he had some feelings towards Penelope and he just didn’t seem to have the emotional availability at the time for Lisa. I know she didn’t break up with him for this reason, but I think that they needed to break up anyway as it kind of felt like she was being led on.

Simmons: adore him but what a field of work to be in with five kids. I’m glad his wife was understanding because idk how I would cope raising five kids whilst my husband was constantly away; this isn’t necessarily a flaw but rather a personal ick for me.

Walker: idk he’s just a little fella innit

[ersatz-ostrich]

On the Scene

RK900 x gn!Detective!Reader

Lt. Hank Anderson and Det. Connor Anderson are on the scene of a grisly murder. They have some investigating to do, and not just into the scene of the homicide that you and Richard were first called to inspect.

A/N: phew! first real post in a while. DBH has a chokehold on me and I have no idea how it happened (I haven't even gotten the game yet—I'm waiting for it to go on sale). That being said, hope this isn't too OOC! I was inspired to write this by the one scene in A Study in Pink from BBC's Sherlock. I messed around with the scene so the dialogue isn't a carbon copy, though.

Yes, I settled on calling Nines Richard (I'm indecisive). Hank calls him Nines as a nickname of sorts.

warnings: implied sexual references, sorely lacking in beta reading

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Cold, damp nights like these were not entirely uncommon in Detroit. If anything, they were a part of the city’s branding. 

After all of his years in the God-forsaken city, Lieutenant Hank Anderson knew at least that much. 

His CD player blasting heavy metal, he slowed his aging car to a stop on the side of a residential street in a more tasteful stretch of Detroit. Police cruisers and personnel crowded the street already narrowed with cars parked beside the curb on each side. The house in question was cast in the blue and red light of the cruisers’ beacons, an adequate welcome for those who chose to step inside. 

Hank eased himself out of the driver’s seat and into the chilly air, groaning as his joints protested. His partner Connor, ever so enthusiastic when it came to work, exited from the other side and followed Hank with quick, precise strides until they reached the yellow holographic police tape set up around the crime scene. 

“Hello, Lieutenant, Detective.” The duo was greeted by the stoic face of Richard, the DPD’s RK900 investigator android, who was just about as close to a brother that Connor, the RK800, had. His fair complexion was bathed in the flashing lights of the squad cars and spotlights that had been set up around the scene, but he seemed to pay no mind to the glare.

“Nines.” Hank grunted. “We’re here to see Detective L/N.” Richard raised a perfect brow, his expression set with feigned intrigue. 

“Why?” Hank chuckled.

“We were invited, why else?”

“Is that so?” A grin inched its way onto Hank’s grizzled face.

“I think they want us to take a look at some evidence. Think it might be related to our red ice case. That’s why you made the call, didn’t ya?” Richard cracked a small half-smile. 

“Right as always, Lieutenant. It seems like your investigative skills have stayed sharp after all these years.” Hank barked out a laugh as he and Connor crossed through the holographic boundary. Just as they passed by the RK900, Hank stopped abruptly, wrinkling his nose. 

“Lieutenant?” Connor inquired from beside him. 

���It’s nothin’, son.” It didn’t sound like nothing to Connor—not that he voiced that notion, anyways. From behind their turned backs, Richard’s LED flashed red momentarily. 

They were making their way up the front porch steps when you appeared in the doorway in your CSI jumpsuit and PPE, fiddling with your gloves. 

“Hey, Anderson, so nice of you to finally come.” You greeted the pair with a smile. “Careful with the evidence back there, don’t want to get it contaminated with Sumo’s fur or something. Richard thinks it might be of some help with your red ice case.” 

“You didn’t make it home last night, did ‘ya?” The smile disappeared from your face. That wasn’t the response you had been expecting.

“I’m sorry?”

“Tell me, L/N, did ‘ya at least get someone to feed your cats?” He watched your expression, brows raised with skepticism. “C’mon. You can do a little better than hiding that hickey under your PPE.” He gestured loosely at the collar of your jumpsuit. Your hand instinctively went to the bruise that you knew was blooming underneath the fabric. 

“What—”

“And you, Nines!” Hank called out to Richard, who was just crossing the front yard to join the conversation.

“Is there something you wanted to tell me, Lieutenant?” Richard’s expression and composure were practically free of tics and tells—one of the benefits of being an android, deviant or not, Hank supposed. Richard tilted his head with bemusement.

“Oh, don’t play dumb. Say, are ‘ya trying out some new scent for androids? Smells a lot like L/N’s deodorant if you ask me.”

“Y/N and I spent the night at the precinct,” Richard answered quickly. “We were looking over evidence early this morning when the homicide was called in. They offered me their coat when it began to rain because—”

“Yeah, ‘cause androids don’t like getting their clothes wet after just getting ‘em from the Cyberlife dry cleaners,” he drawled. “Funny that the knees of your slacks are so banged up, Nines. Maybe you should bring ‘em back.”

“Hank, whatever you’re trying to imply—”

“I know, kid, I know. Also, you two are on a first name basis now? Geez, did I miss something while I was on holiday?”

“Hank...” Your voice dripped with exasperation. “Just inspect the damn crime scene, will you?”

“Alright, alright,” Hank waved you off and stepped into the house. “But I’m expecting a wedding invitation by next spring, y’hear?”

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[A/N]: So, yeah, I don't know jack about DBH or BBC's Sherlock...well, reading the BBC's Sherlock manga counts as interacting with the source material, right?

Hope you enjoyed! Thanks for reading x

[meekspeaks]

17. anderperry!!

@soobiesworld so sorry it took me so long! just moved into my new accomodation for my first year hehe

prompt list !!

anderperry - hitchiking !!

"Neil--" Todd begins, but he can already sense how Neil is practically vibrating with excitement.

"I know, I know, this is a bad idea, but we have to get on this trip one way or another!" Neil chides over the harsh autumnal wind whipping past their faces, carding through their hair, kissing their pale cheeks a naive shade of pink.

This had all begun with a plan. A plan that they'd come up with while the remnants of the Dead Poets Society's last meeting was still bright in the air, sharp and tart against their tongues as words were sparked alive, ideas conjured without anything stopping them. A plan to get out of Hellton for the weekend, just to taste the world as young men - this then developed into them shoving clothes into overflowing bags and trudging out of the gates.

And thus, on the side of the highway, Todd tries to shield himself from the wind as Neil stands with his thumb outstretched, waiting for anyone to pull over and let them in. It isn't the best idea, but that's what happens to the outcome of a half-formed plan.

"You gotta do it too, or someone might not see us!" Neil shouts over his shoulder, and so Todd reluctantly sticks his own arm out, wincing at every passing car.

They stay like this until a family come along, obviously spying their suitcases and their private school demeanour. The window rolls down, and a woman of about 30 pokes her head out, cocking an eyebrow at the two of them.

"You two boys lost?"

"Nope! Trying to be." Neil winks, and Todd laughs nervously.

The woman lets herself smile. "Alright. Where are you two headed, then?"

"To the nearest town. As far away from Wellton Academy as you can."

"Well then, I suggest you two get in."

Neil swings his free arm around Todd's shoulders and jostles him with a laugh, the one that Todd loves and always melts at the sound of. They set their stuff in her boot, and clamber into the backseat, telling her all about Wellton and their adventures with the Dead Poets Society. Neil tells stories with the same vigour that takes him over when he acts, and Todd loves to sit and watch.

They drive into a town, the sunset causing pink streaks to burst across the sky, and they thank her, heaving their stuff out of the boot, and admire the colours of the sky as she drives off.

Neil's arm comes around Todd's shoulder again. "See? Isn't this worth it?"

"Neil, it's-- it's beautiful." Todd says with pure awe, poetry bursting to life in front of him.

Neil smiles gently at him, and dips to kiss him, laughing when Todd laughs himself and shrinks away, "I-- I don't think we can, here--"

"Hush, Anderson, no one knows us." Neil promises against the cool skin of his cheek. "Just kiss me. For being here. For being us."

Todd turns to meet him, kissing him on the lips as they stand under the sunset in this new town laid out before them.

[zalrb]

If you don’t mind me asking, why does loumand work for you a bit more than loustat

I don't mind at all! Loumand works for me more because a) the show allowed me to see in scene that their relationship is more fucked up than initially presented whereas Loustat is more me liking the idea of them because season 1 is mostly dialogue and b) I also find it more sinister just more subtle.

So, Loustat is supposed to be this volatile, stormy, all-consuming vortex of a relationship but like I've been saying, I think that's mostly in dialogue that makes me go, I want to see this (including the push pull of sentiments like "I wanted him dead, I wanted him all to myself" "I wanted to be the man" because those lines are voiceovers over Louis' face and while I think Jacob Anderson is a good actor, he doesn't provide the nuance needed for me to see the hatred, love, desire, resentment in his expression for those lines to really get me when it’s just on his face) along with a few key moments -- such as having hate sex in Antoinette's apartment, the reveal of what actually happened when they turned Claudia into a vampire -- that make me go, it should be this all the time.

It's supposed to be insanity and chaos, it's supposed to be this rollercoaster of emotion, like when Louis says "that's Lestat" where he says lies and lies and then says something real, I thought to myself, is that Lestat? Did we really see this before? They are way too contained for me, which is partly why I like making vids for them because I can edit things to be as chaotic as I believe they're supposed to be. I hear them talk about what their dynamic is more than I actually see it, so watching it I get frustrated because it should be more.

Loumand isn't supposed to be insanity and chaos, they are supposed to be light and flirty and then calming and stable and I see that in their interactions

but I also see the other part of why Louis is attracted to his relationship with Armand. Armand is extremely powerful but Louis is in control, he can tell him to take his clothes off and read while he fucks him and Armand will love it

Louis sets the pace, Louis leads.

Or so he thinks.

The show portrayed Armand as somewhat passive and docile for a 500 year old vampire in charge of a coven. We get a sense of his power and what he can do but he only seems to react to potential conflict, which he says

and then we get 2x05 and we get to see what he's like when he's angry and his, "Oh, he's fine. You're fine. This is fine. We're all fine" while torturing Daniel to hurt Louis

and him interrogating Daniel because he's hurt that Louis called him boring,

besides being more interesting to me than something like Lestat bringing soldiers to the house in a temper tantrum because I find Armand's calculated punishment way more insidious (which isn’t to downplay Lestat’s abuse), I am shown that this relationship isn't quite right and Armand isn't toothless.

Not to mention, he doesn't tell Louis that Lestat said "I love you" so if he's withholding that,

combined with what happened with the photos

combined with the fact that Armand had been hovering around the interview from the beginning pretending to be someone else,we're left wondering if this is true

and then when we get to Armand's role in Claudia's death, we're left questioning whether or not this supremely powerful vampire really was as powerless to stop it as he tells us he was

and while Armand's love may be sincere, his protection of Louis may be sincere, is he also maybe emotionally manipulating him to stay?

It's ironic that Louis says this

when it's quite clear that he does need these things and the way Armand even interacts with him in that very fight is him doing the things Louis says he doesn't need.

I'm along for the ride with Loumand and left wondering who is in control, who is manipulating who, and find that the show actually illustrates the subtleties and power shifts etc in more than just moments.

[lizzieisright]

Avengers!AU as I promised. It's rushed because the movie is fucking 2.5 hours long and I'm not rewriting the whole thing, because this is just for fun. I also didn't proofread it, sorry for mistakes/misspellings.

Cap!Abby x Black Widow!Reader if you squint really hard.

Also I gave the reader Natasha's last name (the proper one, not the weird one, sorry, it bothers me to this day).

So we start with Shield base getting attacked by Jinx (Loki) so she could take Tesseract and destroy the Earth because it's her sister's precious place. Sevika (Nick Fury) gets pissed off at the blue haired maniac of a girl and she loses Manny (Hawkeye) so she is furious.  

You (Black Widow) are somewhere in Russia, in the middle of interrogation, when Maria Hill calls to inform you that your buddy is now a baddie and you kick everyone's asses and immediately get on a new mission. You head off to India to persuade Caitlyn Kiramann (Hulk) to help Shield find Jinx and rescue Manny, promising it's only about her physics knowledge and not about the green giant woman she can turn into. 

At the same time Sevika makes it to Captain Anderson, to persuade Abby to help Shield. Abby, still not really adjusted, still so mad, agrees. (Now can you imagine that scene when Steve is beating the punching bag and you can see his back and ass and biceps? Imagine it with Abby). 

Now Maria Hill has the most insufferable person to recruit: Ellie Williams. The Iron Woman is not someone who'd want to work with Shield, she is not a team player and prone to anger, so Maria just wants to bash her head on the elevator door while she gets to her floor on the Williams tower. Thank God for Dina (Pepper) who can make Williams do anything, because Ellie takes the documents and starts working on it. (She is a little excited: she'd get to work with Caitlyn Kiramann! But she also sees Captain Anderson and rolls her eyes: she heard too much about her)

During the flight to the helicarrier Maria gives Abby her new uniform and Abby politely thanks her while inside she screams in agony: didn't Shield watch the war chronicles? Did they see that this atrocity with a fucking skirt was her performance costume? (I have personal vendetta against Cap's costume in this movie)  

The first person Abby meets on the helicarrier is you. 

"Agent Romanova. Captain Anderson." Maria introduces you to each other and you nod politely.

The deep winter in your eyes makes Abby feel understood. She doesn't know you, doesn't trust you, but she feels like you two have something in common. (It's a trauma and a sense of humour). Her cheerful naive side died in arctic ice, and what was left now found a familiar soul in you. 

"You really revived American patriotism." You chuckle and Abby chuckles too. "I didn't think miracles would still happen in our time, but here you are."

Abby wouldn't call it a miracle, so she stays silent. And then a tall woman stumbles into her, so Abby steadies her by her shoulders. Abby saw this face before: she watched the reports about Hulk. But this woman looks delicate and nervous, and the stark difference makes Abby stop for a second. 

"Doctor Kiramann." You say politely, but Abby hears a small laugh in your voice. It's indistinguishable, but Abby spent enough time around people who didn't laugh to know how it sounds.

"Agent Romanova." Dr Kiramann says with apprehension, like you're scaring her, and it definitely amuses you. "Captain Anderson, nice to meet you."

Abby smiles and shakes her dainty hand - not like the one that crushed buildings.

"The word says you're going to find the cube." 

"Yes. Is it the only thing?" Dr Kiramann asks nervously.

"The only thing I care about." Abby shrugs. It doesn't matter to her if Caitlyn can destroy all of them in a fit of rage - they need to anger her first, and Abby can't think what they will need to do for it. After all, she'll be in a lab. 

"Ladies, we need to move." You tell them and lead them inside while helicarrier gets in the air.

Caitlyn helps locate the cube and you and Abby go to Germany to stop Jinx. You thank God for years of training because when you see Abby in her old uniform it's so hard to not laugh. She looks uncomfortable and you pretend this is perfectly normal and mundane while you pilot the jet. 

"Shield didn't do their homework." You note offhandedly and Abby chuckles. 

"I hope this uniform is stronger than it looks. I usually didn't wear my costume to the battlefield." 

"I'm sure Hill made it bulletproof." Abby knows you're making fun of her and somehow this is the most pleasant conversation she had since she woke up. "Okay, she is there and she is doing some crazy shit." You point at Jinx as you get closer. "Good luck Cap." 

Abby salutes you with two fingers and jumps out of the quinjet while you get your cannons aimed at blue-haired disaster.

Seeing Abby fight Jinx is very satisfying, even if this tank of a woman is wearing a skirt. Actually - it's even better. Captain Anderson is in amazing form for 90 years old.

Hearing AC/DC in your headphones - not as good, you have to admit. 

"Agent Romanova, did you miss me?" You hear Williams' smirk and chuckle. The same annoying cocky clowness as always. 

Well, watching Iron Woman blast Jinx is also very satisfying. 

"Make your move, Smurfette." Ellie says and you snort. 

"Miss Williams." Abby politely nods while they watch Jinx surrender.

"Captain." Ellie decides Anderson is not as annoying as the stories about her. 

Jinx annoys the shit out of you, but she also worries you: she gave up too easily. Captain Anderson looks as suspicious as you are, and three of you have a private moment in the pit. 

"Something is not right."

"You mean that the Fairy with Turquoise Hair let you win? I mean, for a grandma you're pretty fit, but she could have knocked you out." Ellie looks Captain Anderson over and you know she is hitting on Abby. Abby, on the other hand, doesn't know it and just rolls her eyes. 

Then you hear the thunder and you get tense, while Jinx starts giggling. 

"What, you enjoy lightning so much?" Ellie smirks, but Abby is assessing the situation.

"Oh-ho-ho, you're in for a treat, girls." Jinx starts laughing and gets up just in time for the hatch to open and a pink haired woman to come in, grab Jinx by her collar and jump back out. 

"Yeah, no. I'm sitting this one out. " You know Vi, and you don't plan on fucking with her. But those two can try. 

"Williams, where are you going? We need a plan to attack." Abby feels rusty and she doesn't like improvisation, she likes to know who she is against. 

"I have a plan. Attack."

"Cocky motherfucker." You murmur and watch Abby grab a parachute. "Where are you going? They're gods."

"I don't believe in them, ma'am." Abby says and jumps out. 

For some reason your hand finds the cross on your neck. 

(I'm sorry I'm not rewriting the Thor and Loki scene) Vi chews Jinx out for lying and pretending to be dead and Jinx invites her to go fuck herself just before Ellie knocks Vi off. Jinx laughs and sits down, curious how this will play out. 

The three of them beef it out, but only when Vi hits Abby's shield with her hammer everything ends. Abby is tired and wants to fucking strangle Williams, but she resorts to making peace with a goddess. 

"We find the cube and you can take your sister back." 

The escort Jinx to the helicarrier and when she passes the lab where Caitlyn is working she winks at her and makes kissy lips, creeping Caitlyn out. 

Sevika is finally in a good mood as she tells Jinx what will happen to her if she tries to escape. Jinx nods like an A-student, pissing Sevika off. 

 "Ooh." Jinx laughs. "It burns you to come so close. To have the Tesseract, to have power, unlimited power. And for what? A warm light for all mankind to share, and then to be reminded what real power is."

"Well, you let me know if Real Power wants a magazine or something."

Jinx asks for cosmopolitan and a caramel macchiato.

"She is unhinged." Caitlyn says and moves away from the screen. 

"Have care how you speak. Jinx is beyond reason, but she is of Asgard, and she is my sister." Vi says and you look at her. Blissful idiot.

"She killed 80 people in two days." And took my fucking best friend, you think. 

"She is adopted."

"Why is she looking for Iridium?" Caitlyn asks Vi like this golden retriever of a goddess would know. Vi panics, but Ellie saves her. 

"It's a stabilising agent." Ellie looks at Vi in her muscled glory and you want to roll your eyes. "No hard feelings, warrior princess."

Why doesn't Vi hit Williams again is a mystery. 

Ellie and Caitlyn talk about physics and you want to ask for a raise, while Abby looks as confused as you feel. 

"It's good to meet you, Dr. Kiramann. Your work on anti-electron collisions is unparalleled. And I'm a huge fan of the way you lose control and turn into an enormous green rage monster." 

Can Ellie Williams meet a woman and not flirt with her? 

"Thanks." Caitlyn even blushes a little. 

Ellie doesn't trust Fury and she is one of the smartest people on Earth, so after she innocently banters with Caitlyn while they work, she bickers with Abby and then she brings up her suspicions.

"You think Sevika is hiding something?" Abby asks.

"She is the spy. Her secrets have secrets."

"You don't find it weird they didn't ask Ellie to work on Tesseract when Williams tower has been running on clean energy for over a year now?"

Abby thinks, but doesn't say anything. 

You are sent to interrogate Jinx, and she looks so happy to see you. 

"You should read this article on skin care, agent Romanova. Would be of use."

"If it's about hyaluronic acid I don't need it." You say and Jinx closes her magazine.

"Soooo. What made you visit me? Wanna braid each other's hair and talk about boys?" Jinx looks as you stumble for words. "Or about the boy."

"Once you win, what will happen to Alvarez?"

"How sweet." Jinx cooes. "Your world is going to be destroyed and you bargain for your little boyfriend. True love." Jinx wipes non-existent tears. "You know what, sweets? Your honeybun is my plaything now. So when I win, and when everything on this pathetic little planet is destroyed, I will make Alvarez skin you and he will be conscious the whole time, and when he is done with you, I will make him cut his hands off for killing his boo. How about this?" Jinx smiles.

You swallow, pale from the horror.

"You're a monster." You say, terrified.

"No-no-no, sweetheart." Jinx eyes are dramatically big. "You brought the monster." 

You chuckle. 

"Oh, so Dr Kiramann is your target. Thank you for your cooperation." You nod and leave, leaving Jinx pissed. 

After that everything goes to hell. Everyone gets pissed at each other, Caitlyn hates your fucking guts for lying, Abby and Ellie almost go out to fight each other when the explosion hits. 

You fall down with still pissed off Dr Kiramann and she is not happy to see you. Her other side is not happy too, judging by her heavy breathing. 

"We're okay. Caitlyn, you're okay." 

She growls at you, and you notice you're stuck under a metal bar. You're stuck under a heavy piece of metal with Caitlyn who is halfway into Hulk territory. 

"I swear I'll get you out of here, whatever it takes." You tell her, but her voice is not hers anymore. 

"Whatever it takes?!" She growls and you get your leg out just in time, because Hulk hates you and she is definitely going to kill you. 

You run with all you have, screaming into your earpiece. 

"Can someone help me out here before Dr Kiramann tears me to fucking shreds?"

"I could take her." You hear Vi answering.

"Great, hurry the fuck up!"

Vi manages to knock Hulk out and give you time to escape, so you hide and try to put yourself together. At the same time Ellie and Abby who hated each other's guts a second ago, work together to restart the engine and not fall into the fucking ocean.

Ellie looks at the engine, but can't figure out what's wrong.

"Joel, run diagnostics." Ellie says and looks at the print of the engine when her assistant shows it to her with all damage on display. It doesn't look good. "I'll get inside and restart it manually." Ellie tells Abby. 

"It will shred you." Abby tells her and rip her skirt off in annoyance, only leaving tights on. 

"That's why you need to reverse it so I could slip out."

"And how do I do that?" 

"Red lever on the wall." Ellie goes inside the engine and starts pushing the rotor arms.

Abby stays by red level. 

Sevika is super not happy: her ship is getting destroyed and right now it's fucking Alvarez who is definitely going to free Jinx. 

"Does anybody copy?"

You swallow the terror and answer. 

"I copy."

If Manny needs his butt kicked he will get it kicked. 

Vi runs to detainer just to get into typical Jinx fog. She stumbles around, trying to find Jinx, hearing her giggles everywhere, but she hears a click and the fog disappears. Vi is in the container, and Jinx and smirking at her across the room.

"You Asgardians are supposed to be invincible. Who do you think will win? You or the beast?" Jinx jumps on the control panel and presses the button. "Boop."

"JINX!" Vi growls as she falls down. 

"Bye-bye sister!" Jinx spits and runs away. 

Abby is under attack, and she fights for her fucking life while Ellie is already saying goodbye to hers as she is simultaneously screaming at cap to PULL THE FUCKING LEVER ANDERSON JUST FUCKING DO IT

"Working on it." Abby says as she kicks the last enemy into the air.

But then she is in the air and she barely holds to some kind of wire while Williams is still screaming at her. Her suit is getting so damaged Ellie wants to cry and Joel is being so annoying by telling her the exact percent of damage. 

"I know man, stop upsetting me." Ellie says when she hits the floor with her chest again. "Cap, come on!!!"

Abby wants to tell her to shut the fuck up as she climbs the wire, but she needs to be quick so she saves time to pull the lever. As she pulls it, there is another gunfire, but Ellie flies in and knocks the man out. 

Jinx pissed everyone off. Everyone who is still on a helicarrier wants to get her head. While Manny is recovering from mind control, restrained, Abby comes to you and you notice that the skirt is gone. 

"Do you think there are any pants I could use?" Captain Anderson asks sheepishly. You assess Abby's size and go to Manny's closet to take a pair of blue cargo pants. 

"Sorry, don't have anything with stripes." 

Abby rolls her eyes playfully and leaves to change. 

"(Y/n)?" You turn around and Manny's eyes are clear. 

"Do I need to punch you again?"

"What did I do?"

"Not important. It wasn't you."

"I still did it." Manny chuckles. 

"Do you want to join our revenge party?" You ask as you let Manny out. "Cap will come here in a minute to ask us to go and fight that bitch."

"Cap as in Captain Abigail Anderson, as in fucking Captain America?"

"You can fangirl later. Yes."

Right on cue Abby appears in her new pants, her ridiculous helmet under her arm.

"She is going to take Williams tower. Are you in?"

"Maybe if I put an arrow through her eye I'd be able to sleep at night." Manny says grimly and you nod to Abby.

"In a minute."

Ellie is so pissed. This blue-haired nature mistake dared to put her portal shit on her tower. On the tower she built for Dina, the best woman in her life, and Jinx wants to parade her alien army from her porch! 

"That device has a shield, don't shoot it, kid." Joel tells Ellie and she rolls her eyes but listens. 

She lands her suit and walks to the bar to find Jinx watching her TV. She is watching The Simpsons. 

"Hello Marge, I'm home." Ellie imitates Homer as she searches for her bracelets. Jinx looks up to her, annoyed at the comparison.

"Oh, iron girl. What, you want to beg me too?"

"Actually I came to threaten you."

"Really? With what? Terrible jokes? I already have an old man to do it, what do I have to fear?"

"The Avengers." It makes Ellie cringe. "It's our little team of heroes."

"Yeah, I've met them." Jinx snorts. 

"Well, we needed some team-building, and you provided it." Ellie put one of the bracelets on. "But let's see. We have your sister, a literal goddess; a living legend who actually lives up to the legend (to my surprise); the kindest woman with breath-taking anger management issues; and a couple of assassins whose body count goes into the hundreds. And you, you've managed to piss off every single one of them." Ellie puts the second bracelet on. 

"I have an army, dum-dum."

"We have Hulk."

Jinx huffs in disbelief and slowly makes her way to Ellie. 

"Well, iron girl, I think your team will be a little busy fighting you to stop me."

Jinx taps Ellie's chest and they both are confused as nothing happens.

"It never happened before."

"That's what he said." Ellie snorts, but then Jinx grabs her by her throat, her chipped nails digging into her skin. "Joel, any time now."

"I will destroy you." Jinx hisses and throws Ellie out of the window. 

"Joel for fuck's sake!" Ellie screams as she falls, but the suit catches her signals and Ellie manages to not die. Again. 

Ellie stabilises herself and looks up to see a bunch of aliens coming out of the portal. 

"Right. Army." 

Manny flies close enough for all you comms to connect and Ellie leads you to a new set of enemies. You shoot all of them before Jinx blasts the jet engine and Manny has to make an emergency landing. 

You exit the jet and the first thing you see is a giant flying slug. You look at Manny and both of your heads have the same thought, and the thought is what the fuck. 

Manny notices people trapped and you both cover for Abby so she could run and give orders to police. You and Manny free the civilians and go back to shooting the alien assholes. 

It's weird, but it also isn't: they are enemies who just look strange, and their weapons are not complicated. You steal one and figure out how to shoot in a second, and these things don't have the bullets to run out, so you roll with it. 

By the time Abby comes back, Vi comes to you too and fries the rest of the assholes. You sigh in relief and put the stick down, listening to what Abby has to say, but just as she opens her mouth you hear a bicycle horn. 

Caitlyn is half-naked, drives the bicycle with one hand while her other holds what looks like a towel or a sheet. 

"I apologise, I had to take public transport." Caitlyn says and everyone stares at her for just a second, mainly focusing on long long naked legs.

Is everyone on this team gay? 

Well no, Manny is still straight. 

"I'm in need of some clothes." Caitlyn blushes and everyone rushes to find something until Ellie sends one of her small bots to Caitlyn. 

"It will stretch, big girl." You hear over the comms.

Caitlyn gets covered by some kind of material and she smiles at you, apologetic. 

"I'm so sorry."

"We could use some of that right now, actually." You tell her and Caitlyn nods, while she puts her long hair into a bun. 

“Dr Kiramann, it’s time to get really angry.” Captain Anderson says, still so delicately polite. Captain America is a sweetheart, and you feel your dead heart flutter.

"I have just enough repressed anger." Caitlyn turns towards the giant slug that Ellie leads to her. Caitlyn’s skin turns green as she grows bigger and bigger, and she becomes 8ft tall, her noodle arms grow muscles that put to shame Abby and Vi combined. It’s not Caitlyn anymore, it’s Hulk, and she is terrifying.

Hulk swings her fist and smashes the slug in the nose, making it flip on itself. You hear Vi gasp just before Abby jumps next to you and puts the shield over your head as pieces of meat fly everywhere. She holds you with her other arm, protecting you.

"Thanks Cap." 

"Ma'am." Abby nods.

By that time Ellie joins you, and all six of you are finally in one place.

"Call in, Captain." Ellie says.

Watching captain Anderson work is magical. Her fighting skills are impeccable, sure, but her immediate assessment of the situation and planning is just… it's nice to have someone so talented to be your leader. You don't argue, you just listen and do what Abby tells you to do. Ellie takes Manny and flies away, Vi flies away as well to fry the bastards as Abby put it, Hulk is just straight up having fun beating aliens up, and it leaves you with Abby.

Fighting alongside Abby is effortless. She is strong and big while you're agile and fast and you work as a team, looking out for each other and the best ways to attack. And while you're a killer, you aim to eliminate the threat, Abby is a protector to the bone and you catch her shielding you a few times. It's strange, but sweet - you’re not used to teamwork, to someone watching your back except Manny. The fighting is exhausting, it’s not your usual gig - you’ll have to hit the gym and not be an embarrassment like this - and you don’t see the end to it.

"You know we can't keep this up. We need to close that thing." You shout as you put more bullets into aliens.

"It has a shield on it." Ellie reiterates in your comms.

"Well maybe it's not about guns, Williams." You sigh. “I need a ride.” You look up at flying monsters. “And I just found it. I could use a boost though.”

Abby looks at you as you gain distance so you could run up, and gets into the position, angling her shield for you.

"You sure about it?"

"It would be fun." You shrug and run at Abby, and she boosts you into the air the moment your boot touches her shield. You catch on one of the aliens and fly to the tower.

Hulk is fighting alongside Vi and she is not happy about their previous quarrel, but Vi is very honourable and takes it in her own hands to make up with the beast. 

"It's my honour to be in battle with you, fair Hulk." Vi says and Hulk grins at her.

"Hulk likes." The green woman roars and they destroy a new slug together. 

"Williams, they sent the nuke." Sevika says and Ellie stops for a second, her little bombs still flying from her shoulders. 

"Are you fucking kidding me." 

At the same time you’ve found a way to stop Tesseract and you hold Jinx's sceptre, penetrating the shield around the cube.

“I’ll close it.” You shout into the comms, not really expecting anyone to protest, but Ellie stops you.

“Not until I get rid of the nuke.”   

Ellie catches the nuke and flies into the portal.

“Dina will kill you.” Joel tells her as he makes a call, but she is not answering.

“Not if I kill myself first.”

The last thing Ellie sees is the alien ship blowing up.

You close the portal when Ellie flies out of it, and all of you are relieved - she made it. Until Vi notices she is not stopping, and she swings her hammer to fly and catch her, but Hulk is faster - she climbs the building, makes a powerful jump and catches Ellie. 

It takes a very loud roar to wake her up.

“Did anyone kiss me?” You hear over the comms and roll her eyes. Everything is back to normal.

Manhattan is ruined, Williams’ tower is left with an a on it, and you all sit at the small cafe eating shawarma. You’re not a stranger to it, but the rest of the team are not as pleased as you are. Caitlyn is wrapped in Vi’s cape because even Ellie’s materials can’t handle Hulk yet, Ellie didn’t get out of her suit for this, Vi has a wound on her side, Manny looks half-dead from exhaustion, you lost your guns and Abby’s face is so dirty you want to clean her up like a toddler.

“Let’s never do this again.”

“Save the world or eat shawarma?”

"Both."

[multific]

His Follower

Kai Anderson x Reader

Warning: Kidnapping, torture, blood, cults 

Summary: Being one of his followers had its moments, especially when his rival thinks they can just kidnap you.

As they pulled the bag off of your head, you let out a groan.

"Well this is pleasant." you looked around the room, five men wearing ski masks stood in front of you as you were chained to a chair.

"You will answer our questions." one said in a distorted tone, he must be using some kind of device.

"Alright, the secret is a good shampoo and I do weekly conditioning masks on it." you said as everyone fell silent.

"What?" one of them finally spoke.

"My hair-care routine." this resulted in you getting a slap across your face.

"We know you are one of Anderson's followers, we want to know his plans." you looked at the mask of the man who just hit you.

"You won't be able to stop him, no one will because all of you are nothing but imitators. Powerless little insects." another slap.

"You whore, you will tell us everything or you will suffer."

"I do like it rough." you smirked.

You probably didn't like it this rough though. Also who could have thought they would stab you with a freaking screwdriver?!

You didn't even feel your thigh anymore as he pulled the damned thing out, you watched blood flow out of the wound.

You looked up at their leader.

"You will regret this."

"Why would I? You are just one of many, he doesn't care about you, Sweetheart. Or did you believe he did? I feel bad for you being so naive."

you started to laugh. "What's so funny?"

"I'm not his follower." even with the mask on you could see the confusion. "I'm his everything, his obsession, the reason he keeps on going. I'm his wife." and now you saw the panic.

These idiots really thought they would kidnap you, chain you to a chair, torture you and kill you without Kai even noticing.

"You picked the wrong one." you said just as the door burst open and people with clown masks filled the room.

Exhaustion suddenly took over as you no longer had to hold it. Then on top of it you were pretty sure you got shot, the pain in your shoulder was killing you.

You were in and out of consciousness. 

"Miss." you heard them say but you couldn't focus. You heard the chains being cut and you felt them move you.

Once you were in a car, you passed out.

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You woke up in your own bed, feeling like shit, you heard the machine next to you beep to the beat of your heart.

You looked at the damn thing beeping away, the sound annoying you to no end.

You made a face before you felt your hand being touched, you turned and saw your husband smiling at you.

"Sweetheart." he said as you tried to sit up, your shoulder hurt like hell and so did your legs. "Don't move too much, you lost a lot of blood and you were shot in the shoulder."

"Wonderful..." you said as you closed your eyes for a moment.

"I dealt with them." you heard him say as you only let out a sound to acknowledge his statement.

"My shoulder feels like shit."

"You were shot, Darling, it is normal. I'm sorry."

"The fuckers took me from a parking lot! I had ice cream in there..."

"It was planned. Thankfully I found you in time."

"I know you watched the video of them taking me many times. They wanted info, they thought I was only a follower." he almost laughed at that.

"If anything you are the one telling me no."

"Well, they didn't know that." you looked back at him, opening your eyes. "Can you stop that thing? I'm alive, the beeping is making me crazy."

He stood up and went to the other side of the bed, turning the machine off before sitting down by your leg.

"I won't let this happen again, you will be with me at all times or you will have someone with you. I can't lose you." You lifted your hand and put his cheek into your palm, you offered him a weak smile.

"You won't. I'm too stubborn to die anyway, you know that. But I wouldn't mind spending more time with you. You have been busy lately with your plans." he nodded. "I don't blame you for this, if anything its your stupid men who shot me in the shoulder." he made a face at that.

"They told me it was the people who took you."

"They didn't have a gun." you replied and now Kai knew, he needed to have a talk and find just who shot his wife. "I love you. Thank you for saving me."

He didn't want to bring up the fact that he was the very reason you were taken. He can't let that eat him up from the inside. He will just try and move on.

But both of you knew, every time he will see your scars, they will be a reminder to him of his failure. 

Never again. He promised to himself and to you.

"I love you too." he said as he moved his head to kiss your palm.

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[specialagentlokitty]

Lestrade x Teen!reader - just a little bit of trust

Anyway maybe teen!reader gets into trouble a lot and Lestrade always deals with them so now if they get arrested again they always bring them to Lestrade (like the reader has become his kid or something like that) and Lestrade tells the reader off because you know stealing is bad - @panic-in-the-multiverse 💜

You thought you managed to escape, when you looked behind you the officer that was chasing you was gone, so you took this time to breathe.

Holding your bag to your chest, you leant against the wall, taking deep breaths, planning the route you were going to take him in your head.

“Stop!”

You spun around and there was the officer, not just him but he had backup.

You went to run but you were blocked in, he called for backup and now he managed to have you cornered and you cursed under your breath.

Dropping your bag, you put your head on the wall you were leaning on and put your arms behind your back knowing you weren’t getting away this time.

“You’re one hell of a runner I’ll give you that.” Someone said cuffing you.

“What can I say, I practice.” You smirked.

They put you in the back of a car and took your bag, going through it to find all the food you had stolen.

“So, can we get a name or we doing this the hard way?” An officer asked.

“Well, depends on what the hard way is.” You mused.

He rolled his eyes at you.

“Look, we just need your name so we can get in contact with your family.”

“Oh really? Well if you find them let me know cause I haven’t seen them in a while.”

He sighed and closed the door and you smirked to yourself, watching as he climbed into the drivers seat and took you to the station.

As you were being walked in you saw two familiar faces walking out, and they stopped when they saw you.

“Not again. He’s going to be pissed (Y/N).”

You shrugged a little, looking at Donovan.

“So? Not my issue is it.”

“Take them to detective inspector Lestrade, he knows how to handle them.”

“Wow, just ratting people out Anderson? That’s how you get in trouble you know.”

“Please you won’t do anything.”

“Won’t I? Maybe you should think twice before using your desk when you get back then.”

You were pushed away and you smirked to yourself as you watched him slightly panic about the thought of doing something to his desk.

No one paid much attention to you being escorted through the building, and you were stopped in front of the door you were too familiar with.

One of the two officers knocked on the door and waited for a reply before pushing it open.

He walked in first and you were pushed in and the door was closed.

“Hello.” You smiled innocently.

“Bloody hell…”

Lestrade sighed, setting his cup down he gestured for them to sit you down in a chair which they did and they set your bag on his desk, dumping all the contents.

They explained to him what happened and the entire time he was messaging his temples, trying not to let the stress get to him.

“Right, I’ll handle it thank you.”

They nodded and took the cuffs off and left the room with all the stole items while you just sat there acting innocent.

“So, (Y/N), want to tell me what happened?”

“I haven’t a clue inspector those things just appeared in my bag!” You dramatically said.

He rolled his eyes, leaning back in his chair watching you.

You smirked just a tiny bit at his expression.

He was mad, you could easily see he was mad, but he was trying his best not to let his anger get the best of him as he spoke to you.

“Stealing? Really? What on earth made you think that was acceptable?”

“Hunger.” You shrugged.

He sighed, going through his desk he grabbed his lunch and handed it over to you, watching as you quickly started to eat.

“I’ve told you before, you’re more than welcome to stay with me (Y/N), I can give you food and clothes and money if you need it. I’m trying to help you here yet you seem so happy living the way you do.”

You shrugged a little.

“What is so special about living in an abandoned flat, shoplifting and getting in trouble every other week.”

You glanced up at him before looking back at the food, trying to decide what you wanted to eat next.

“Well, since I can’t go to school because I was kicked out, and the fact I can’t get a job, you know if you think about it makes sense.”

“(Y/N), there’s only so many times I can help you out, one day you will prosecuted for what you’ve been doing, is that what you really want?”

“Warm place? Bed? Food? Doesn’t sound too bad.”

He sighed, watching you for a moment.

He first encountered you nearly two years ago, you were so young to be on the streets doing what you were doing, you didn’t trust anyone, and you still didn’t.

He’d seen you go from just another teenager that was going to end up behind bars to realising you were just a kid trying to make it in the world, literally fighting for a chance to survive.

“You know it’s illegal, you know what’ll happen if you keep doing this. Shoplifting (Y/N), seriously? You can’t keep doing this to yourself, one day something will get you out behind bars, and I won’t be able to help you then.”

“Then stop trying to help if you already know it’s going to happen.” You snapped.

He sighed shaking his head.

“I’m trying to stop it from happening! But the way you’re going it’s out of my control, you’re on thin ice and one more mistake and that’s it you’re done for.”

“Doesn’t sound to bad to me.”

“It should! The fact that you don’t care about being in jail is disgraceful! Because you should, because once you’re there that’s it, there’s no taking that back and you’ll have ruined the rest of your life all because of one little screw up you could’ve prevented!”

Lestrade couldn’t hold it back any longer, he was furious with you, he was trying to help you out and the fact you just didn’t seem to care upset him.

You had so much ahead of you, and you just didn’t care about any of it, it seemed pointless to you.

You tossed his lunch back on the table.

“Then it’s gonna be great for you right? You won’t have to be running around after the screwup teenager. You can just go back to your life and enjoy it without having to clean up my mess. Because that’s all I am to you, right? Just another screwup teenager and it’s your job to pretend to care but really you don’t.”

You snatched your bag from him.

“Don’t worry, you won’t see me again, I’ll play by your crappy rules, and you won’t have to even think about saving a screwup again.”

“(Y/N)!”

You were gone before Lestrade could even stop you and he ran a hand down his face, kicking the bottom of his chair as he took a deep breath.

He shouldn’t have lost his temper with you, and he had to find you.

Grabbing his jacket, he went to leave but he was pulled over by his boss, and told about a case he had to go to before Sherlock got there.

He didn’t want to, but he couldn’t refuse an order so he had no choice but to focus on the case first, but the moment it ended he was going to find you.

True to your word, you hadn’t been seen for a few days, Lestrade had people out looking for you to make sure you were okay, but no one was able to catch wind of you.

He was distracted the whole case, and the moment it was done he rushed away from work to take to the streets in order to find you.

He searched all your usual hang out spots first, not finding you in any of them, he made his way to the abandoned flat complex and parked outside, looking at the old and empty building, threatening to collapse on itself at any moment.

He grabbed the photo of you and got out his car, walking over to the steps he crouched in front of a man.

“Have you seen this person?”

The man looked at the photo and shook his head.

Sighing, Lestrade carefully walked in, mindful of all the rubble and trip hazards he kept trying.

Going from floor to floor, checking all of the rooms and asking if anyone had seen you.

He was nearing the top of the building now, and it was getting more and more dangerous, the stairs creaked under his weight, and he could hear things falling.

“(Y/N)?” He called softly.

He reached the top of the stairs, carefully stepping around a giant hole in the ground.

“(Y/N)!”

A head poked out form a doorway.

“You looking for (Y/N)?”

“You’ve seen them?”

The young woman nodded her head and stood up, gesturing for him to follow her so he did, letting her lead him to the back of the building where the floor was completely gone, in its place a single plank of wood going across.

“That’s where they live, don’t know if they’re in or not I’ve not seen them, but be carefully that plank is on its way out.”

“Thank you.���

Lestrade felt bad, so he pulled out some money to her and handed it over, thanking her for her help and looked at the plank.

“(Y/N)?”

“Piss off.”

He sighed.

“Come on, I just want to talk, can you come out?”

You scoffed and he sighed.

“Fine, I’m coming across then.”

He stepped on the plank and it cracked a little bit.

“It’s not designed for your weight, it’s old and can only handle mine just barely, so don’t even bother unless you want to fall three floors.”

He stepped back and thought about what he was going to do.

He didn’t have much choice, he had to cross it, so he stepped on it again and slowly shuffled his way across, praying that it would hold.

You turned around and watched him for a split second before you quickly got up and rushed over, grabbing his arm you yanked him across and let him fall on the floor.

“Jesus Christ are you stupid?” You hissed.

“I had to talk to you.”

“And you can’t get the hint I don’t want to talk to you? I haven’t been arrested so why are you here?”

Lestrade sat up and watched as you walked over, sitting on a blanket.

“Because I was worried about you, okay? I’m sorry I snapped at you, I shouldn’t have but I’m just so worried about you (Y/N). You’re not some screwup kid okay? You’re not, if… if anything I see you as my kid, I want you to be safe, I want you to have a full life because I know you can.”

You scoffed a little.

“Yes, me, my dusty as hell blanket and George can have a full life why didn’t I think of that.”

“George?”

“He’s the mouse that lives on this floor, he’s pretty chill.” You shrugged.

Lestrade grimaced a little at the thought of there being a mouse somewhere up here.

“I know you don’t trust anyone anymore (Y/N), but after dealing with you for nearly two years you’ve really grown on me. I want to help you okay? I want to help you and keep you safe, but you have to trust that.”

Lestrade got up and walked over, crouching in front of you he held out a hand.

“Can you do that? Can you trust me, even just a little bit. Can you trust me enough to give you a safe home, food, shelter?”

You looked up at him.

“Why?”

“Because I want to help you.”

“They’ll just take me away eventually.”

“I’ll do whatever I have to okay? I’ll adopt you if that’s what I need to do, but I promise you now no one is going to take you away.”

He smiled softly and gestured to his hand.

“Just a small bit of trust is all I’m asking for.”

You looked at the ruined flat, and looked back at him, the man who had basically been your non official caretaker for the better of two years.

The man who had been offering you help for as long as you could remember, who had always been there to talk to you and give you food and money when you needed it.

This man had been more of a dad to you than your own father had.

So you reached out and took his hand.

“Okay…”

“Okay?” He asked.

“Okay.”

He helped you up and helped you gather your few belongings and followed you as you led him out of the building.

Lestrade couldn’t see the wide smile on your face.

He was relieved, he was filled with joy as the thought hit him that you trusted him, and you were now his kid, his responsibility and he was going to help you get everything back on track

[gfnicarl]

Fallen

(Carl Grimes X Reader- no gender, as long you're the reader)

You always have a crush on Carl but little do you know he has fallen too;)

"I was so dumb earlier like why would i trip over that empty boxes" i said to carl with a laugh on my face, leaning closer to him, looking at him directly.

"Uhh yeah, those foods are great!" Carl said to me, making me so confused

"Huh? What foods are you talking about? Im talking about the empty boxes silly!" I chuckle and look at his direction again, he looks so lost on his thoughts.

His eyes widened realizing, what really are we talking about "ohhh, yeah I'm sorry" he shaked his head, with his palm on his forehead

"You okay Carl?" I faced him again, with a concern look on my face, i notice he been like this for past few weeks, i always caught him staring at the air or just so blank.

"Yeah I'm okay don't worry, it's just I'm thinking a lot right now" He said with a smile, brushing off his shoulders

"Ohh okay" i nodded, as we continue to walk around alexandria, just spending the remaining time before lunch. Ron's mom Jessie invited us for lunch, that make's me so excited. The Anderson family seems so cool.

Carl and i was on their door as i knocked, when the door opened, it was Jessie looking at us with a big smile on her face

"Oh you guys come in" Jessie said, opening the door, as we walked inside their house. Jessie directed us to the table where Ron and Sam already seat.

"Hey y/n come sit beside me" Ron said pointing at the chair beside him, making me shocked at his sudden action.

"Both of you 3 could sit by each other Ron, don't make y/n be forced on what chair they be sitting" Jessie said while holding a pot of soup from the kitchen

"I know mom but i still want y/n sit beside me" Ron said again, winking at me, as i look away. Why he's such a flirt i hate it.

I gaze at carl that's already looking at me, i feel his vibe suddenly became blue, what happened to him?

I scoff and sat beside Ron while Carl sat beside Sam. Ron talked to me while i just smile and totally ignore what he been saying.

Jessie finally bring the soup on the table as she sat beside Sam. Distributing the plate's and utensils to us. As we eat and have a little chat on what's going on our life.

We finished eating, as carl and i stand up making our way to the door.

"Thank you for the food Mrs. Anderson" We both said in union, looking at her

"No worries, you guys are always welcome here" Jessie said, waved goodbye to us as we walked away from their house.

Carl and i are both walking when he suddenly stop. "y/n I'm just resting on my room now, I'm sorry if i couldn't go on a run with you later, I'm just tired"

"Oh okay Carl, a little rest is all we needed and besides we can go on a run another day" i smiled at him, tapping his shoulders that it's okay. As i watch him walk away.

My feet walked its way on the nearby bench, thinking about what happened earlier, Is Carl jealous? Is that why he's acting so off earlier. Does he love me too?

Those conclusions jump on my head again, acting carl liked me too "what im even thinking, carl always looked at me as a friend, i shouldn't be expecting anything" as i looked away, brushing off those thoughts

Hours later someone tapped my shoulders, waking me up, i probably sleep while seating here, my eyes looked and see it's carl

"Oh carl did you rest well?" I sit properly, making a space for him to seat

"Y/n we need to talk, its important" carl sitted beside me while i noticed his fidgeting his fingers.

"Okay, what is it?" I asked facing him

He stare at me not breaking it off as he spoke " what if i told you that i fallen?"

I suddenly cough on what he just said, am i hearing it right?

"Huh? What are you talking about?" My eyebrows arched up, waiting for his another answer

"Yes damn it I'm jealous earlier, when i see you smiling at ron it hurted that i know it shouldn't, i love seeing you smile,i love how you tell stories that made you happy, i love listening to it repeatedly" he sighed

"I love you y/n and i already fallen for you now" he stands up, putting his hat on his head

"It's okay if you don't feel the same way, just never mind what i said" Carl turned away and started to walk away

"Carl!" I shouted at him, making him stop

His head turned and looked at me again, waiting for my response

"What if i have fallen too"

[its-all-ineffable]

Any favorite Sherlock and Molly moments?

Hello hello! SO MANY OMG! I love them so much, they have so many fabulous moments.

I immediately think of their entire stint solving cases together in The Empty Hearse, because they were amazing, but I'll pick out a few specific moments from there.

There's a moment where they're interviewing clients and Molly asks if she should take notes, since John does and Sherlock says "You're not being John, you're being yourself." and she smiles, and it is the most pure thing. Like yes, in a way, Sherlock is trying to replace John with Molly in this moment because with John, he got used to having a partner, a friend, someone with him. But he also acknowledges that Molly is her own person and brings her own skills and abilities to the table, and works differently from John. And that's quite big, since we all know that Sherlock has had to work on learning how to treat/interact with people and that John has helped him do that.

Another moment from the same episode is when they have a little sarcastic exchange when they're with the client who loves trains. I mean, Sherlock's smirk alone...

And the last one from this particular episode is the scene in the hallway where Sherlock thanks Molly for her help and says the iconic line "Because the one person he thought didn't matter to me at all, was the one person who mattered the most." And when he says that my heart melts, the soft look in his eyes and on his face. And the cheek kiss! Aaaahhhh!!!!! They make me insane.

Another favourite moment has to be the Christmas scene in A Scandal in Belgravia. Just everything about it - Molly's STUNNING outfit, Sherlock actually apologising when he realises he's a) hurt Molly's feelings and b) made light of her feelings for him which he's played on one too many times, the kiss on the cheek...it's the moment I began to ship them when I first watched the show. It's just an absolutely lovely moment between them, and it also shows how much Sherlock's grown. He apologises unprompted and it's clear it's because he CARES about Molly - he still acts asshole-ish with John's girlfriend, someone he doesn't really know, but is immediately remorseful when he hurts Molly.

Of course, the ICONIC 'I love you scene' between the two of them in The Final Problem had to be on here too, because I love it - my Sherlolly heart burst when it happened! Like, he says it the first time so that Molly will say it and won't die, but he says it a second time, and his voice that second time...it's real. He says it once, playing along to try and save Molly's life but the second time...oh the second time is a realisation. Sherlock does actually love her. Now of course, you can read that as platonic or romantic (I like both since I ship both Sherlolly and Johnlock), but Sherlock does love her. And that scene was just expertly filmed and scripted. (Also, why wasn't Molly having a good day, what had happened?? Someone give her a hug!!)

Now for two smaller moments - I adore them when they are at Rosie's christening! The way Molly is clearly comfortable enough around Sherlock to tell him off for using his phone and is stood beside him so confidently, and also she looks stunning!

The second one is in The Reichenbach Fall when Sherlock asks for Molly's help. She asks what he needs and he says "You." I died.

I could put so many more, but I'll finish with this one - the kiss from The Empty Hearse. Now, I know that it was a scene from one of Anderson's theories, but it's fucking canon in my mind so I don't care! It's very badass and sexy and exactly what my Sherlolly heart wanted and deserved!

Right, I'll stop now! Do you have any favourites? Let me know!

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[pedrettilov3r]

HATE TO LOVE. chapter three

pairings: chad meeks martin x fem!oc

SCREAM 6 SPOILERS

     Nellie left Tara's room and joined the rest of the group who were all hanging out in the living area and watching whatever was on tv. "Great, she's still here." Chad huffed under his breath when he saw Nellie join the group.

Nellie rolled her eyes, "Oh great, he's still here." she mocked him as she flipped him off.

He only glared in response as everyone's attention was diverted to the screen where the news channel started to cover a murder that had just occurred. A chill went down Nellie's spine as the room grew quiet and Chad ran out to get Sam.

Sam rushed into the room with some guy Nellie had never seen but she ignored that and focused on everything the news reporter was saying.

"What's going on?" Sam questioned as Chad pointed to the screen everyone was watching.

Everyone became even more freaked out when the reporter named the victims who happened to be in the same film class as Mindy and Tara.

Nellie glanced over at sam Sam who looked terrified, "Pack a bag. We leave in ten." she said, as Tara tried to calm her from her paranoid state. They continued to argue as Tara followed Sam into another room. The guy that had come in with Sam looked more confused than anyone at the events unfolded. Chad began to shoo him out of the apartment and Nellie couldn't help the laugh that escaped her. She immediately tried to cover up the sound before Chad turned around but it was too late. The tall boy met her eyes and said, "Oh so now you think I'm funny."

Nellie scrambled to think of a witty comeback after being caught, but all that came out was "No..your face is just funny."

"Woooowww that was really good." He sarcastically teased her.

"Fuck off Martin it's been a long day." she spat out at him

He walked over and sat next to her on the couch reaching his arm around behind her. "Oh I'm sorry, do I hear Nellie Anderson forfeiting an argument?" He leaned over and whispered into her ear.

She looked over and glared at him. "In your dreams Martin."

He chuckled under his breath, and it wasn't until she felt his breath on her face that Nellie realized how close they were. She cleared her throat as a way to bring them both back to reality and she scrambled to stand up, leaving Chad alone on the couch.

God, she hated him.

     She quickly rejoined everyone else, listening to the argument Tara and Sam were having about how serious the situation might be.

"Look, Quinn, your dad's a cop right?" Tara asked, desperately trying to grasp some hold over the situation. "Can you call him and find out what's going on?" Quinn quickly agreed and started calling her dad, only to be cut off by Sam's phone ringing. Everyone in the room jumped at the sound and stared silently at the phone. Sam shakily walked over to it as everyone watched in anticipation.

"Who is it?" Nellie asked shakily

"Why did everyone just freak out when her phone rang?" Ethan asked cluelessly and everyone just stared at him.

"You have got to keep up my dude," Anika replied

Quinn then handed her phone off to Sam, stating that her dad would like to speak with her. They all waited in silence to hear how serious the situation is. After Sam hung up the phone she told everyone that Quinn's dad wanted her and Tara to come done to the station so everyone decided to call it a night. Silently hoping they would all see each other the next day.

     By the time they got together again the next day Sam and Tara had been attacked again. This meant that it wasn't just a coincidence and someone really was after them. Nellie knew that this meant that she was now a target by association, which terrified her.

The group now sat on campus listening to Mindy rant about all the possible suspects. The group went around discussing all of their theories about about how the killer might be trying to copy the events from years prior.

Mindy continued her speech "It would make sense if this were just a sequel, but were not in a sequel. Because nobody just makes sequels anymore." We all stared at her as we waited for her to continue "We're in a franchise!" She yelled dramatically. "And there are certain rules to a continuing franchise." Everyone sighed at this because they knew this speech was gonna go on for a lot longer.

"Rule one: Everything is bigger than last time. Bigger budget, bigger cast, bigger body count, longer chases, shootouts, beheadings, they gotta top what came before to keep people coming back."

Chad raised his pencil up with a confused look and says "beheadings?"

"beheadings!" Mindy confirms and Nellie just shakes her head at the twin's antics.

"Rule two: Whatever happened last time expect the opposite. Franchises only survive by subverting expectations. If the killers last time were whiny, snowflake, film nerds with letterboxd accounts instead of personalities you can bet the opposite will be true here."

"Hey, I use letterboxd." Nellie interjected looking offended

Chad snorted a laugh "Yeah, you would."

The girl only responded by flipping the boy off

"Moving on," Mindy glared at the two. "Rule three: No one is safe. Legacy characters? Canon fodder at this point, usually brought back only to be killed off in some cheap bid for nostalgia. It's not looking too good for Gale and Kirby. Ooooh and that's not even the worst part."

"Oh this is the part where she tells us the worst part" Chad adds

"The worst part is, franchises are just continuing episodic installments designed to boost an IP, which means main characters are completely expendable now too." Mindy explained

Nellie felt her heart drop to her stomach and she looked over at Tara, who was completely focused on what Mindy was saying.

"Lori Strode, Nancy Thompson, Ellen Ripley, Sally Hardesty, Jigsaw, Tony Stark, James Bond, I mean even Luke Skywalker! They all died so their franchises could live on! That means it's not just the friendgroup. Any of us could go at any time..especially Sam and Tara." Mindy concluded.

Nellie felt tears well in her eyes and it took everything in her to keep them from spilling out. She stared at the ground and reached beside her to grab Tara's hand, squeezing it to let her know that she wasn't gonna let anything happen to her. When she finally lifted her head back up and looked around she met Chad's eyes, that were already on her. She didn't know how long he had been looking at her but his eyes held some sort of empathy that she had never seen directed at her. Nellie finally broke eye contact and tried to shake the interaction from her mind by focusing on the conversation the group was having.

"Wait-wait any of us?" Ethan asked with a scared look in his eye "does that--am I in the friend group?"

"Yeah" Mindy answered.

"Am I like one of the targets?"  he paused, "Am I gonna die a virgin?" He asked with genuine concern

Nellie couldn't help the laugh that escaped her mouth, but she quickly tried to cover it with a cough when she saw Ethan's embarrassed expression.

"That was a weird overshare," Mindy replied "but it brings us to our current suspects..Ethan, the shy dorky guy who no one suspects because he's so shy and dorky."

"Okay what-why am I on the suspect list because I'm randomly Chad's roommate?" Ethan questions

"Roomate lotteries can be duped, you could've fixed it to get next to us." Ethan rolled his eyes "Quinn," she continued "the slutty roommate, a horror movie classic."

"Sex positive, but..thank you?" Quinn replied

"Mhm..um how did you come to live with Sam and Tara?" She interrogated

"I answered their add online-"

"OKAY. Say no more, you've already implicated yourself enough" Mindy accused

"It was an anonymous ad, Mindy, and you know we vetted her. Plus her dad is a cop."

"And that makes it more likely that she's the killer because having a cop dad is a great cover! Do you not remember how these movies work Tara?"  Mindy yelled at the younger Carpenter sister

"And now we have Nellie. The lovely Eleanor Anderson, don't you think it's just a little odd how quickly you and Tara became best friends? What was it..two weeks? I mean we all met you at college and we basically know nothing about your life." Mindy interrogated

Nellie felt her stomach drop at the mention of her life before moving away from her. She had kept the details of her personal life to herself, not even daring to tell Tara. She masked reaction by rolling her eyes at the girl "Yes, it is rare to find a friend you click with that fast, and I really do wish I had an answer for it, but I can't explain it to you either. We just have a connection." she answered.

Chad interjected "Oh wow, really great alibi," he remarked sarcastically "I would just like to say that I never trusted Nellie and if she turns out to be the killer I'm just saying, I told you so." 

Nellie elbowed him in the ribs and scoffed "Fuck off Chad, you're just jealous of me and Tara's special bond." she mocked him

Mindy moved the list along "And finally Anika," she blew her girlfriend a kiss "never trust the love interest" she said coldly

"Okay. so we have our rules and we have our suspects." Sam started before she was cut off by Ethan

"Wait-what about you guys?" He questioned, pointing to Chad, Mindy, Sam, and Tara.

"I mean I think it's pretty safe to rule out the four of us who went through this last year in Woodsboro," Mindy stated

"Agreed." Chad pitched in

"Not agreed-" Nellie started "I would just like to say that clearly, Chad is a sociopath so if it is anyone it is definitely him."

"She might be onto something" Quinn agreed "What if the trauma you all went through caused one or more of you to snap?"

"Yeah," Ethan said "What if the thing you got from the killings made you thirsty for more? I mean to be honest here, some of the theories online about Sam are-"

"Don't you fucking dare"

"Shut the fuck up Ethan" Nellie and Tara interrupted him at the same time.

"Okay." Anika said, "she's right though, I mean face the facts. If we're all suspects, you're all suspects." and when she finished we all sat there and took in the truth of what she just said.

[teddy06writes]

Reaching In The Dark

Have you ever been going up the stairs in the dark, -maybe to bed, maybe to supper, maybe to something else all together- and gone to take a step that’s not there, because you haven’t realized you're at the top? And you fall forward just a little, stumbling like your whole world is out of balance? So that you’re sort of just left, reaching in the dark. Reaching for something that’s not there. 

I’ve been thinking alot lately, about how heartbreaking it can be to have to carry on, to continue to be, when something so groundshaking, so world changing has happened. I’ve been thinking alot lately, about how it seems so impossible for the rest of the world to carry on as if nothing has happened, when nothing will ever be the same. Yet it still does.

Sometimes, I sometimes think that maybe Wes Anderson said it best, when he had an actor playing an actor breaking character to ask a question like his life depended on it. When it felt like his heart, his own personal heart was breaking every night. I still don’t understand the play. 

Have you ever been driving, and seen someone doing something terribly reckless while driving in the opposite direction? So you brace yourself for the worst, -to slam on your brakes, to swerve out of the way- but instead they simply pass, and go on being reckless? And you watch as they turn into nothing but a blur in the rearview mirror. A spot of almost nothing, that could have been something. 

It’s a strange thing; grief. It turns your instincts into liars. Like when you reach for your water bottle, even though it is empty, because the instinct of thirst is too ingrained in you to disappear in a matter of minutes. Like when you grab for the handrail taken down a week ago, because before that it had been there all your life. It makes you start to call out to someone, before you remember that they have already left. 

It makes you search for something, while knowing that it’s not anywhere to be found. Sometimes, I sometimes think that David Conner showed it best, when he made his narrator go looking for the very thing that he had lost -the missing sun that had thrown his universe out of balance- only to remember it wasn’t coming back. 

Have you ever had a dream where you took a wrong step, and suddenly were falling? Falling impossible distances, at incredible speeds, until suddenly you’ve fallen so far that you wake up, back in your bed? And saw that the world was still dark, and that the world was still asleep? And realized that you were never really falling at all? 

I guess, what I mean, that is, what all this goes to say, is that at some point, the world will end. But it will also continue.

[iamthecomet]

hi, person who sent in rain nightmare before christmas head cannon, i just took a shower and i bring more ghouls and movies. feel free to disregard this if it’s too long :) glad my previous one helped

dew obviously likes horror movies, but i think outside of those he likes american psycho. not in like the sigma male way but just in the way that he thinks bateman is funny and he admires christian bale. also not too gorey for a ghoul movie night, so there’s a bonus for him.

this is definitely me projecting cause it’s my favorite BUT mountain loves the grand budapest hotel. since it’s by wes anderson the color palettes are obviously one of mountains favorite things but he likes how old timey it sorta is. he also likes how far back the story line goes and how it gives the perspective of someone going through what happened. (definitely give it a watch if you haven’t! highly suggest.)

aether likes the godfather. i would elaborate further but i haven’t seen it so i’m sorry but i’m basing this based on what i know about the movie. but i think one of the papas (former or IV) introduced him to it and he just loves it.

swiss isn’t a big super hero fan but i think he would like the batman (2022). he likes how muddy it is and how easy it is to follow the story line while still keeping in a line of suspense. there’s this one letterboxd review of that movie where it’s applauding bruce for being a loser and i think he would’ve 100% written that.

phantom likes fight club. again not in the sigma male way but just because he likes how complex it is that it can give him something to focus on if he needs a distraction. also thinks tyler durden is hot. sometimes will box dew in the kitchen for no reason and if anybody asks why he will just say “fight club” and walk away.

cirrus likes horror but not dew horror like classic horror. think frankenstein and dracula. huge frankenstein girlie (me too). on an average night in the fall, you could find her in her room with any ghoul(s) with her while she watches the movie for the 500th time with the same amazed expression as when she watched it the first.

cumulus loves disney movies. specifically the princess ones. not a suprise cause she’s a princess (and she loves fantasy) but i think her favorites are tangled, the princess and the frog, and cinderella. dew hates princess movies but he will do anything for his princess so he will begrudgingly watch them with her whenever she asks.

i remember someone saying sunshine likes romcoms and while YES, i know none so i went with the only rom-com-ish one i know. ruby sparks. she likes it because it isn’t so happy and up-spirit the whole movie and it’s a bit sad towards the end, and she just likes the concept.

finally, aurora, another tim burton girl. corpse bride. rain showed her the nightmare before christmas a bit after she was summoned and since she loved it she showed her corpse bride and now it’s like the only thing she will watch.

Oh my god these are SO GOOD. You're absolutely right about every single one of these. Especially Cirrus with her classic horror, and Sunshine with romcoms. They're all just so spot on. Now I'm picturing Cumulus singing disney songs to Dew until he begrudgingly starts to sing along with her and it is so soft and so sweet and adh;slahfas;djkfa. Thank you so much for all of these. They're WONDERFUL.

[sallysgrancanwrite]

Chapter Fifty-Five

Warnings; domestic violence.

Masterlist

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“Bob! Beth! Come here quickly, Chloe has been injured. Let’s get to the ER!” She said frantically.

“What happened?” they both asked.

“That son of a dog did it this time. He threw her over the top of the stair railing! She’s not moving. Poor Emma was made to watch and tell her mother goodbye.” Edith said tears welling up in her eyes.

The ambulance finally arrived at Michael’s and Chloe’s house. Emma was sitting by her mother sobbing. Michael answered the door and took them to Chloe laying unconscious, in a twisted, crumpled heap on the couch. They immediately put a backboard under her and neck collar on.

“Sir, what happened? The detective asked.

“She tripped on the hallway rug upstairs and fell over the staircase railing.” Michael said.

Emma just stared at the floor and said nothing. The detective looked at her.

“What’s your name?” The detective asked her.

“Emma,” She said quietly.

“Well, Emma, I’m a detective and my name is Thomas Anderson, but you can call me Tom. Can you tell me what you saw happen?” he asked.

Emma looked at her Dad, then at the detective again and finally answered.

“My momma slipped on the rug and fell over the railing like daddy said.”

“Can I go with my momma?” Emma asked.

“Your mom will be taken really good care of.” They told her.

“We don’t usually take little ones alone, honey. Why don’t you and your daddy follow behind.” She was told.

“Michael, we'll need you to come along to provide information at the hospital. And to answer any more questions we may have.They have her ready to go if you’ll just follow us please.”

“Why are you here?” Michael asked the detective. “We only asked for an ambulance.”

He told them defiantly.

“Sir, it’s routine in instances like this when someone has been critically injured.” The detective answered.

The paramedics loaded Chloe into the ambulance and headed towards the hospital followed by Michael, Emma, and the detectives. When they arrived Michael noticed that Bob, Edith and Beth were already there. Oh great, his favorite people. And definitely not his biggest fans either.

They walked in and Emma ran to her Granny Edith. She was scared and crying.

“Momma still won’t wake up Granny. Why?” She asked frantically.

Edith picked her up and went and sat down with her.

“The Drs will look at her and tell us what is wrong and why she won’t wake up honey. But I believe her body needs to rest to get better so she is sleeping for a while.” Edith said. “Do you understand, honey?”

“Yes Granny, I understand. I hope her body feels better soon though so she will wake up.” Emma said.

Chloe was taken to triage and the curtains were pulled. Family was asked to please wait in the waiting room. Michael was taken to a quiet place alone and questioned again about the events of the evening.

Mr. Anderson took out a notebook to start taking notes and he also had a small tape recorder.

“Michael, do you mind if I record this, just to make sure everything is kept straight?” Mr Anderson asked Michael.

“I guess not, I have nothing to hide.” Michael retorted.

“Okay then, let’s get started from the beginning. What was the evening like?” asked Detective Anderson.

“We ate dinner and she was doing stuff around the house, like normal.” Michael said.

“Then what happened? How did the fall occur?” He questioned Michael

“She just tripped on the rug and tried to catch herself on the railing but flew over.” Michael replied. “Like I said earlier.”

“I know these questions are hard but I have to ask them. Michael did she get pushed over, even by accident?”

Michael became angry and her face turned red as he answered.

“No, she didn’t get pushed. I did not push her over. If that is what you’re implying.” Michael yelled.

“You know, I think I have enough. I’ll talk to Emma next. Thank you Michael.”

Michael wasn’t worried about what Emma would say. He knew she was too scared to say anything different than what he had said. He felt pretty in the clear.

Emma came in and was accompanied by a psychologist that was on call that night.

“Hi Emma,” said Mr Anderson. “Do you remember me?” He asked her.

“Yes, you said I could call you Tom. When we were at my house.” she told him.

“That’s right. You’re very smart. I bet you’re good in school and get good grades “ he said.

“I get good grades. My mom and Dad want me to work hard in school and do my best.” Emma told him. “Where’s my Momma? Is she okay?” Emma asked, worriedly.

“The Drs are checking her out and will tell us when they know what’s wrong.” Tom answered her.

Emma started to cry. “Is she going to go be with Jesus? I don't want her to go.”

“We’ll Emma I can’t 100% tell you she won’t, but I don’t think she will die. I think she needs lots of rest right now.” He told her.

His mind went to his three little kids all tucked in bed at home, and how hard it would be for them if their mom was injured like this or died.

“Can I ask you some questions, Emma? Would that be okay if I write it down and record it on this small recorder what we talk about so I can remember it all?”

“It’s okay.” She replied.

Tom turned on the recorder and they began.

“I wonder Emma, could you tell me what everyone did during the evening at home last night. Befits your mothers accident?”

“Dad was sitting and having a drink, I was in my room while momma made dinner. Then we ate and dad drank more. Momma wanted him to have coffee but he didn’t want any. Then I got ready for a bath, momma did dishes and daddy watched tv in the bedroom.” she told him

Now the million dollar question. “Emma, what happened to your momma tonight? Did you see? Or just hear?”

Tom waited to see if her story matched Michael’s.

Emma stared at the floor for a long time deep in thought. Do I tell the truth and get dad in trouble or lie. Emma didn’t know what to do and she needed her mommas help knowing what to do. She finally spoke. Would it be the truth.