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jpmarvel90 · 1 year ago

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Don't let me down - Part 7

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Relationship: MamaScarlett x 16 yr old Reader

Summary: It's time for Y/n's first date with Laura! But first, how will Scarlett and Colin react when they find out they're together?

Word count: 7078

Scarlett POV:

Sat waiting in the car for Y/n, I can't help but let my mind wonder to how things went with her and Laura this morning at the café. It's clear how much that Y/n likes Laura. I just hope that the feelings are reciprocated, and they can be happy together. It's clear to me that Laura likes Y/n too, but it's hard to convince my daughter that when her mind is going a million miles an hour and her whole life, she's never had things go her way.

I still feel a little guilty that I walked in on them when they were about to kiss. I should have knocked but I didn't think anything of it. I guess you have to embarrass your kids at some point and Y/n has had her first experience of that! All I know is that Laura seems like the perfect person to make Y/n happy. I think she's been her sole source of comfort in the past year and a half.

Y/n seems to have started to settle with us now. She is more comfortable at home and gets on great with her siblings. I love how much Cosmo loves her. My phone is full of photos of the two of them in cute moments.

Rose has loved having an older sister, especially one who takes the time to teach her as many soccer skills as she can. I'm so relieved that Rose has taken to Y/n like she has. After her initial moment with her, I was terrified that she wasn't going to like having Y/n living with us. But I'm lucky that it's all worked out for us.

The relationship Y/n has with Colin has also grown. He loves her like she's his own daughter and I'm grateful that he's allowed me this chance to be the mom that Y/n deserves. Y/n hasn't had the best experience with men, and Colin knows that. He makes sure that he's considerate around her, but also doesn't make a big deal out of it. I'm learning that Y/n is a bit of a goof and that is something Colin has caught onto. Between the two of them they're like children, but I love it!

My own relationship with my daughter is also growing. It's slower than it has been for the others and that hurts me a bit. But I completely understand it. I'm the one that left. I'm the reason that she has ended up in abusive situations. It's something that I'll never forgive myself for. I know I can't make up for it now, but I can do everything I can to make her life as good as it possibly can be.

My eyes are quickly drawn to my daughter, a smile forming on my face. I love being able to do the simple things for her. I never thought I'd get this opportunity. To just be her mom. But here I am, and I know I won't mess up my second chance with her.

That smile only grows wider when I see her hand in hand with Laura. The both of them laughing with the group of friends around them. They say goodbye to the group and Y/n walks Laura over to her car. Laura turns to face Y/n, taking both of her hands in her own. She says something that clearly makes Y/n a little shy so she places her fingers under her chin and lifts her head to meet her eyes. There's a pause before she leans in, and they share a kiss.

It takes everything in me to not cheer out loud to see that they are clearly together now. But then I remember that I'm currently being a creep sat in the car park watching my daughter with her new girlfriend.

After a moment, they say goodbye to each other with another kiss, Y/n holding the car door open for Laura so she can get in. She waves as Laura drives away and turns around clearly looking for me. A wide smile on her face. She spots my car and gives me a quick wave before making her way towards the car.

She slips into the front seat, and I turn to greet her. "Hey honey. How was school?" I ask her, fighting off the desire to ask about her and Laura. As much as I want to know, it's for her to bring it up when she's comfortable. "It was really good. I got an A on the calculus test we had last week." She tells me proudly. "That's great Y/n. I'm proud of you." I respond to her, and I watch as her face lights up. "Really?" She asks and I nod. "Of course. I would be proud of you regardless of your grade. But I know how much you had studied for that test." I reply and she sits back in her seat with a content smile.

I pull out of the car park and make our way back home. My gaze keeps drifting to Y/n who eventually huffs. "Ask your question Scarlett." She says when she catches me looking at her. She has a smirk on her face, clearly being able to read me. "I was just wondering how your coffee was this morning." I tell her honestly. She doesn't need to know what I saw.

I chuckle to myself when her head drops back against the headrest, and she lets out a content sigh. "She feels the same." She admits. "That's great! I told you she would." I reply and she rolls her eyes. "I know. We had a long talk and we both admitted that we wanted to be with each other." She continues to explain, the biggest smile on her face.

It makes me so happy that she is sharing this with me so willingly. When she first came home with us, she was so closed off and trying to understand what she was feeling was nearly impossible. I'm glad that she feels safe enough with me now that she can talk freely with me.

"So...?" I ask, prolonging the o. She laughs at me and shakes her head. "Laura is officially my girlfriend." She shares excitedly. "Y/n! That's great! I'm so happy for you." I tell her instantly, so she doesn't have time to think for even a second that I have any other feelings towards this.

She looks at me with a raised eyebrow for a moment. "You saw us at her car, didn't you?" She asks and a guilty look soon appears on my face. "I uh. I wasn't stalking I promise." I quickly defend but she just laughs. "Well, we weren't really hiding it." She says, alleviating my fears. "Are you comfortable being open like that?" I ask her. I know it's not always easy at school to be different. "I'm more than happy. I don't like the idea of being hidden and I also don't want to hide my feelings. I've done that for far too long." She responds. I look at her proudly that she is so confident in that feeling. "Besides, our school is pretty open. There are quite a few queer people, and the other students leave them alone for the most part." She adds on, which makes me even more relieved.

Though I notice that her gaze drops for a moment, like I lost her for a moment. "Hey, what's wrong? Where did your head go?" I ask her worriedly, placing my hand on her knee as I keep my focus on the road. "I uh. Will um. Colin. Will he be ok with me being, you know, gay?" She stutters out. I hate that she thinks that Colin would ever look at her differently just because of her sexuality.

"Oh sweetheart. No. Colin loves you regardless of if you like girls or not. He just wants you to be happy and safe. Please don't ever worry that we would have any issues with you when you're just being yourself. I don't want you to ever think you have to hide any part of you." I tell her softly, but firmly. She needs to know this.

"Ok. Uh, we're going on a date on Friday, and she wants to talk to you both beforehand." She tells me. "Can you not make it awkward for her. She still feels bad for cussing you out." She continues and I smile at her plea. "I can't make any promises, but I'll try." I tease her, earning a groan. "I told her it was a bad idea." She mumbles, making me laugh.

We continue driving for a bit before I remember that I actually had something that I wanted to ask Y/n myself. "Uh Y/n. I know that you've had a lot of meeting new people recently. But I've been talking about you a lot with my friends, and they would love to meet you. Especially two of my closest friends, Lizzie, and Chris." I start to explain, glancing to her regularly to gauge her reaction.

"There is no pressure to do so, and it would just be having them over for dinner or something. They're just keen to meet you." I show her that she has a choice in this matter. As much as I want her to meet my friends and the people in my life. I will never push her to be in a situation where she's uncomfortable. "Are these people you work with?" She asks and I nod. "Yeah. They're both Marvel actors. Lizzie Olsen and Chris Evans. I've known Chris since college though. They are both lovely people and I promise you that they are safe." I reassure her. I know that her trust level is very low, and she is still having to identify who is safe to her.

"And it would just be them?" She continues to question. "Yeah, and our family of course. We'll have it at home so it's a familiar place for you." I respond, happy to answer any questions she might have. She takes a moment to think, and I don't pressure her for an answer. "Ok. I'm ok with that." She responds, breaking the silence. "That's great. Thanks Y/n. I promise that if you're uncomfortable at any time, we can end it and they won't be offended. Though I have a feeling that Lizzie is going to take to you and will be fighting to be your bestie though. I should probably warn you about that." I chuckle and smile when Y/n laughs too.

"It's weird to think about meeting other celebrities. I've kind of forgotten that you are one. It's just not a world I'm familiar with." She shares and I nod, getting that. "Well, once it gets out that Lizzie and Chris have met you, it won't be long until the others are begging too. But we can slowly introduce you to the others. I don't want to overwhelm you." I once again reassure her.

"I'm part of your world now. I guess I have to get used to it." She smiles at me. Hearing her speak about being apart of my world makes my heart skip a beat. There was a time where I thought that she wouldn't want to stay here with us. But now it looks like she doesn't plan on going anywhere. I just hope she'll let me adopt her so she can legally be my daughter again. I mean she is my daughter no matter what, but I want there to be no issues when it comes to legalities.

There is also the big elephant in the room of the press. Being part of my world means being in the spotlight to some degree. So far, we've not had any issues, but as we do more together, it's only a matter of time before we're caught. I want the whole world to know about Y/n, but I know that she may not feel the same. I also want to protect her. It's intimidating when you're surrounded by paparazzi, and I don't want her to be in a situation that is upsetting for her. I guess this is all something that we need to talk about. It's not going to be an easy conversation, but it's an important one. Though, I think it can wait for another day. This has already been a car journey with a lot to talk about!

When we arrive home, Colin is already back from work before he heads back out this evening to film SNL. He's sat on the sofa with Cosmo when we come in and he is quickly to his feet to greet us both. He places a soft kiss to my cheek before pulling Y/n into a hug. The smile on her face doesn't go unnoticed and I'm grateful that she feels safe around Colin.

"How was school kiddo?" He asks as we join him and Cosmo in the living room. Rose is at soccer practice this afternoon, so the house is unusually quiet. "It was really good." Y/n responds, a smile forming on her face. "Something or someone make it so good?" He questions with a smirk. I laugh when I see a blush form on her cheeks.

Though she is quick to look up at me. I give her a reassuring nod. I know that Colin will have no issues with what she's about to share. We've both talked about how we thought they were together, so it's not going to be a surprise to him when she explains.

I watch as she takes a deep breath and nods. "Yeah. Uh. Laura she um. She asked me to be her girlfriend." She admits with a shy smile. "You mean you weren't already together?" He asks, taking Y/n by surprise. "Not you too?" She groans, flopping back onto the sofa. "What? The way you two are around each other. I just assumed." Colin responds as Y/n covers her face. "Urgh. No, apparently, we both were just too chicken shit to admit our feelings for each other." Y/n says, making Colin laugh. "Oi! Language missy." I lightly scold her, and she gives me a sheepish smile.

"So, you're ok with it? Me being with a girl?" Y/n asks, her voice full of uncertainty. "Of course, I am. Why wouldn't I be? If anything, I'm glad that you're not dating boys. We're jerks at high school." He replies without missing a beat. I see Y/n's whole body relax at his words and a smile forms on her face. "Nothing will change how much I love you Y/n. I just want you to be happy." Colin reassures her.

She looks between him and me for a moment, before wrapping her arms around him and pulling him into a tight hug. "Thanks Colin. That means so much." She whispers as Colin gently runs his hands through her hair. "I'm always here for you kiddo. You're stuck with me now." He teases, making Y/n laugh. "Though I will be wanting words with Laura." He adds on, making Y/n roll her eyes. "Well, she wants words too apparently. What is with everyone wanting to talk." She grumbles.

"Ok, why am I suddenly nervous about meeting Laura. She's scary." Colin jokes. "Maybe because when it comes to Y/n I feel like she would do whatever it takes to protect her, even take on her parents." I share my own thoughts. Ever since she stood up to me that very first time, I feel like I have to prove myself to her too. That I'm going to do what's right by Y/n. "Ok, let's not show her that when she comes by. They can sense fear." Colin suggests. "She's a teenager not a dog." Y/n huffs, getting up and going to the kitchen whilst the both of us laugh.

"She looks happy." Colin observes as he turns back around and looks to me. "Yeah, she is." I respond, a wide smile on my face. "I think she's finally starting to be the true Y/n. I know there is still a long way to go, but she is more open with us than she's ever been and it's almost like having a different person in the house. I must admit, there was a point I didn't think this would happen." I admit my feelings, holding back tears threatening to fall.

Colin sensing this gets up and sits next to me and pulls him into me, pressing a kiss to my head. "We're going to be there for her every step of the way to prove to her that this is a safe and loving environment." He says, holding me close. "I'm so grateful to you. For all your support. You could have easily run a mile when I told you about Y/n, but you didn't." I share, my gaze full of love on my husband.

"There's nothing you could tell me that would make me want to leave. You're stuck with me. Besides, that girl in there. She's my daughter. Maybe not by blood, but I love her just like I love Rose and Cosmo. I want to be the dad that she deserves." He admits, his gaze not faltering. It makes my love for him grow more than I thought possible. I don't respond with words, instead I pull him into me and capture his lips with mine in a loving kiss, hoping to convey how much I love him.

"Ew gross! Keep it to the bedroom!" Y/n grimaces as she returns to the living room, a drink in hand. "You're just jealous that Laura's not here so you can suck face." Colin teases, making Y/n gasp in annoyance. "You know what, I think I have homework to do." She huffs, turning on the spot and flipping Colin off over her shoulder as she goes. I can't help but laugh whilst Colin looks to me. "Oh what, so it's ok when she swears at me?" He complains playfully. "She can when it's funny." I respond. "Oh, you're in for it." He smirks before launching a tickle attack on me. God, I love this man so much!

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Y/n has been a nervous wreck ever since she came home from school today. Laura is picking her up at 6 to take her out for their date and she's spent the last hour panicking about what to wear. I've found it's safer to stay out of the way, not wanting to annoy her or be in the firing line when she gets frustrated. Though she does finally decide on an outfit and asks that we let Laura in if she's here before she's ready.

Both Colin and I are surprised when the doorbell rings at 5:45. I get up and open the door to see a nervous Laura standing with a bouquet of flowers in her hands. "Hi Mrs Johansson." She greets me with a small smile. "Laura. You're early." I point out, hoping to keep up the protective mother act for a little while. "I uh. I was hoping to talk to you and Mr Jost before I take Y/n out." She explains and I have to hide the smile that is fighting to make an appearance.

"Of course. Please come in. Y/n is still getting ready." I explain, moving to the side so she can enter. She tentatively follows me into the living room where Colin is waiting on the sofa. "Laura hi. You look lovely." Colin greets her with a smile. "Thank you, Mr Jost. It's nice to see you again." She responds. "Oh, please. Call me Colin." He waves her off with his hand at the formal greeting.

She takes a seat on the chair opposite Colin and me. "I uh. Well, as you know, Y/n and I are now together. I guess I wanted to come early to talk to you and maybe give you some reassurances." She starts off as she finds her words. I can see Colin smiling at her words beside me, whilst I keep a straight face.

"I know that Y/n has been through a lot in her life. I always wished that there was more that I could do to protect her. I couldn't get her out of that hell, but I could give her a safe place away from it." She explains. That is one thing I'm most grateful for. These last 18 months Y/n has had someone like Laura in her corner. She never should have had to go through what she has, but knowing she had Laura with her, makes it slightly easier to bare.

"I've liked your daughter for some time now, but I didn't want to take advantage of her, knowing that she was in a vulnerable place. I worried if she didn't like me back that she would pull away from me and be alone again." She explains and I can completely understand why she did that. "I just want you to know, that I understand how lucky I am to have Y/n and for her to like me in return. It's something that I'm never going to take for granted. You can rest assured that I plan to be everything that Y/n deserves. I will protect her and be the best person I can for her. I'm quickly falling for your daughter, and I would do anything for her." She quickly rushes out and I can no longer hold up this front.

She has just said everything a mother could wish to hear from their daughter's partner. She sits nervously as she waits for us to respond. I don't want to be mean and leave her waiting. So, I decide to speak up. "You don't know how much that means to hear Laura. But I hope you realise, that your intentions have always been clear in your actions. From the first time I met you, I knew that you always had Y/n's best interests at heart. It something that I have never doubted. I'm very happy that you two are together." I express my own feelings and see as she relaxes, her shoulders releasing the tension that had been plaguing her.

"About our first meeting. I'm sorry for how I spoke to you." She goes to apologise, but I quickly shake my head, holding up my hand. "Stop. You have absolutely nothing to apologise for. You were protecting Y/n and in that moment, I had done nothing to prove that I wanted what was best for her. I'm glad that she had you when she was on her own." I reassure her so she knows that there are no hard feelings for how she spoke to me.

We both then look to Colin who's sat with a smile on his face but has said nothing. "I have nothing to add. Just that I can't think of anyone better to be with our daughter." He gives his approval, earning a wide smile and a thanks from Laura. "Though I will warn you. I may be the funny dad, but if you hurt her, I will not hesitate to hurt you." He warns, "Colin!" I scold him but he just shrugs. "No one hurts my kids." He defends. "It's ok Mr J-Colin. I promise that I don't ever plan on hurting Y/n." Laura promises. "That's what I like to hear. Now where are you taking her on this date?" He changes the subject, making us both laugh.

A few minutes later, we hear the creak of the floorboards and see Y/n coming down the stairs. The biggest smile appears on Laura's face as she stands up and moves to greet her. "Wow, you look amazing." Laura compliments her. "Thanks. You look great too." Y/n responds with a shy smile before leaning down and stealing a quick kiss. "These are for you by the way." Laura says holding out the flowers in her hands. "They're beautiful, thank you." Y/n responds, holding the flowers to her nose.

"Have you been waiting long?" Y/n asks as she moves to put the flowers in water. "A little while." Laura admits sheepishly. Y/n looks between her and then to us. "Oh. Have you had whatever talk you all so desperately wanted?" She asks. "Yes, and we all know where we stand." I jump in. "Well, I'm glad I wasn't around for that awkwardness." She chuckles.

"Right, are you ready?" Laura asks once Y/n has finished putting the flowers in a vase. "I am. I just need to grab my bag." She responds. "Have her back by 11 please." I ask Laura and she nods. "Of course." She responds, holding her hand out to Y/n who takes it easily. "Have fun sweetie." I smile at Y/n, who's already got her love eyes on her girlfriend. "Thanks Scarlett. See you both later." She calls as she leaves the house. "Of they are so in love." Colin laughs. "Yeah. I think they are."

Y/n's POV:

As we walk outside, I can't help but smile at the warmth I'm feeling from having my hand in hers. Though, once we reach the car, she lets go and rushes to hold the door open for me. "M'lady." She smirks at me, bowing her head playfully. I move to get in the car, giving her a peck in thanks. The blush on her cheeks not going unnoticed.

Laura then rushes around to the driver's side and slips in. "So, where are we going?" I ask curiously. "Well, as this is our first proper date, I wanted it to be special and unique. So, we have two stops, but they're a surprise." She shares excitedly. "Don't worry, they're not far and I think you'll love them." She reassures me, taking my hand in hers as she pulls off the driveway.

I turn my head and watch my girlfriend as she drives, my hands playing with her fingers on my lap. "So, how did the conversation go with Scarlett and Colin?" I question, intrigued to what was said. "It went well. I promised them that I just want to take care of you and assured them that you are safe with me." She informs me, turning to meet my eyes when she stops at a red light. "Hmm, I like the sound of that." I smile in return. She raises my hand to her lips and presses a soft kiss to my knuckles. "Now I've got you, I'm doing everything I can to keep you!" She tells me, making me laugh. "That doesn't sound stalkerish at all." I tease her, earning a pout. "It's a good job I like you." I lean in and press a kiss to her lips, pulling away just as the light turns green.

For the rest of the journey, we sing obnoxiously loud as we drive to our first destination. Laura pulls into a parking spot and rushes around to open my door for me. "You know you don't have to do this all the time." I tell her but she just shrugs. "It's our first date. I'm doing this properly." She defends, holding her hand out for me. I take it easily and allow her to direct me to our destination.

"The Natural History Museum?" I ask with a smile as we reach our destination. "Kind of, we're going to a specific part of the museum." She explains without giving away any further details. I follow along as she flashes some tickets to the guard at the door who gives us directions on where we need to go.

We walk through the museum and then into the courtyard where we're stood in front of a large glass box with a giant sphere, that looks like it's floating, inside. "The planetarium." I whisper, my eyes wide. I've never been here before. "I know how much you love space and thought it's kind of romantic. I've booked us tickets for their show." She explains nervously, her gaze unsure. I quickly pull her into me and press my lips against hers. "I love it!" I respond excitedly. "Oh, thank God. I thought you might not like the idea for a date." She breathes a sigh of relief. "It's perfect." I reassure her.

We make our way into the planetarium and are guided to our seats. Whilst we wait for the show to start, my eyes trail over the projection that is on the dome above us. "Did you know this is known as the Digital Universe Atlas. The team here at the museum maintain the map of the cosmos with the help of NASA." I explain when I recognise the image above. "I didn't know that. Have you been here before?" She asks me but I shake my head. "No, I never had the money to, but I've read up on everything here." I explain. "I'm a bit of a geek." I admit shyly. "Hmm, but you're my geek." She responds, making me blush.

I don't have time to respond as the show begins. The lights dim and music starts to play. I quickly take Laura's hand in my own and get comfortable. I let out a small gasp as the seats slowly start to recline so we get the perfect view of the dome above us.

The show above us is amazing and I'm completely engrossed in what is being shown. The projections are like nothing I've seen, and I feel a happiness that I'm finally getting to see something that I have read so much about but never got the chance to see. I looked on in awe, moving my head to rest on Laura's shoulder. Her arm instantly wraps around my shoulders as she holds me close, a soft kiss pressed to my head.

I'm a little sad when the show comes to an end, but I have loved every minute of it. As the seats rise up again and the lights turn on, I look to Laura with the biggest smile on m face. "That was amazing! This was the best idea for a date." I ramble excitedly. "Isn't it amazing to think all of that is beyond the sky." I share and she nods along, a soft smile on her face. "What?" I ask her with a raised eyebrow. "Nothing. You're just cute when you're excited." She explains with a shrug. It instantly makes my cheeks blush and my gaze drops.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it." She says, standing and holding her hand out for me to take. I slip my fingers between hers and allow her to help me to my feet. "Genuinely, thank you for bringing me to this. I've wanted to come for so long." I thank her. "I'll happily take you to all the places that you want to go." She informs me with an adoring look in her eyes.

"But right now, we need to get going or we're going to miss our reservations." She tugs at my hands and leads me out of the museum and back to the car. The traffic is pretty light getting to our next stop and we're soon parking up once again. "I think we're ready for some food." She smiles at me and once again, opens my door for me.

We walk for a little way until Laura stops us in front of a fun looking diner. Trailer Park Lounge. "I read about this place online and thought it would be a fun place to eat." She shares her thought process. Just from the outside it looks great. Again, I follow her as she greets the host at the door. "Ah Miss Laura, please follow me." He directs to the back of the diner into a cute little booth with a small jukebox in. "You can put a quarter in and pick music which will get played over the music system." He explains as he takes our drinks order and leaves us to it.

"What song are you going to go for?" Laura asks as we look over the music listed on the jukebox. I smirk as I grab a quarter and hit a song, covering the case so Laura can't see. "What did you pick?" She asks with a pout. "Let's see if you can guess which one is mine." I smirk, thanking the waiter as he puts the drinks down in front of us.

"This place is really cool." I state, looking around at all the décor on the walls. "I thought you'd enjoy somewhere quirky over fancy. Besides, the food looks amazing." She smiles at me. I reach over the table and take her hand in mine. "I love how well you know me." I express, making her eyes soften. "I've always seen you Y/n. Even before you joined the team." She admits, making my heart skip a beat. "Me too. It's always why I sat behind you in class. So, I could admire you without being caught." I make my own admission, causing Laura's mouth to drop open. "And you called me stalkerish. Now you're admitting to watching me." She teases. "I said admiring, there's a difference." I try to defend, just earning a laugh from my girlfriend.

"If only we had our shit together earlier, we could have had our happiness before now." She sighs. "I'm glad we didn't." I say, but quickly try to back track when I see the hurt on her face. "What I mean is, my parents were not happy when I admitted I liked girls. They told me it was a phase, and they would 'sort me out' if it continued. Had we been together earlier, I would worry what they might have done to you. Our relationship certainly wouldn't have lasted." I share honestly.

I instantly regret sharing though as a look of sympathy washes over her face. "Sorry. I didn't mean to bring the vibe down." I deflect but Laura is quick to shake her head and squeeze my hand. "No. None of that. You don't have to hide that part of your life from me just because we're together now. I just wish I knew what was happening back then. Maybe I could have done something." She sighs, rubbing at her face. "Hey, you did more than you know. Besides, I can look back on it now and know it's in the past. For the first time in a long time. I've felt safer than ever." I reassure her. Her body relaxes into her seat. "I'm glad Y/n. You deserve the happiest of lives." She smiles. "When I'm with you, I'm happiest." I flirt, making her cheeks now blush.

"Anyway." She clears her throat and sits up in her chair. "Let's pick what we wanted to eat. Though I think I'll struggle to decide as it all looks so good!" She changes the subject and allows us to move on.

We both decide on burgers as a few of the people around us have them and they look incredible. Once our order is taken, we both sip on our drinks, enjoying this time together. As we're talking about our next game, I fight the smile as I hear the beginning of the song I selected come on. As soon as the intro plays, Laura looks at me with a knowing look. "This is you isn't it." She smirks whilst I nod. "You're never going to let me live this down, are you?" She asks and I nod my head. "Blame your mom. She was the one that showed me the video of 7 year old you singing to Dancing Queen for your talent show!" I tease her as she hides her face in her hands.

"You are the dancing queen, young and sweet only 17." I jokingly sing, making her groan. "How do I make you stop?" She grumbles, her face still hidden. "You can't. The quarters been paid." I tease her. "You can dance, you can jive. Having the time of your life!" I sing louder, making her try and shush me. "See that girl. Watch that scene. Digging the dancing queen!" I point to her and continue my serenade.

As the song comes to an end, she whispers a "Thank God." Making me laugh. "You mean you don't like my singing?" I ask with faux offence. "Oh, I love your singing, just not when you're using it to mock me." She complains with a smile. "Well, I'm sorry to tell you. I'm your girlfriend now and it's my prerogative to tease you endlessly. You're stuck with me." I joke. "Damn. How do I go back in time and stop asking you out." She retorts, making me gasp. "No need to go back in time if I end it now." I shoot right back with a smirk. "Ouch Y/n. Arrow to my heart right there." She pouts, clutching at her chest." You started it." I poke my tongue out like a child. "Yeah, and I don't plan on ending this. Ever." She says sweetly changing the tone of conversation instantly.

The rest of dinner was amazing. We share a giant desert between us, struggling to finish it after we had also polished off the large burger stacks. But we managed it just. The whole time we were chatting and laughing. It was one of the happiest nights of my life. The most perfect first date that I could have ever asked for. Reluctantly, we get up and head back to the car, but we decide to have a short walk around the park first. We still have a bit of time before I need to get home.

"This has been everything I could have asked for." I stop Laura at the small pond, the moonlight lighting it beautifully. "I can't thank you enough for the thought and effort you have put into our date." I share with her, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "I told you Y/n. I'm going to spoil you and do everything that I can to make sure you're happy. I'm glad that you've enjoyed it." She responds, leaning into my touch.

"You've set the bar high for when I organise our next date." I chuckle as I pull her to a bench and wrap my arm around her. "We could literally sit in your room all day and I would be happy." She smiles but it makes me rise my eyebrow at her. "Already thinking of a day in my room?" I smirk, making her eyes go panicked. "No, uh not like that. I um. Not that I wouldn't want to. But I didn't I uh." She stutters through her panicked response, making me chuckle.

Instead of letting herself get more in a state, I lean forward and press my lips against hers, stopping her rambling instantly.

She sinks into my touch, one hand moving to my hip and the other moving behind my neck to keep me close. Our lips move in sync as our tongues dance together. When breath becomes an issues, we both slowly pull back and rest our heads against each other. "You were talking too much." I smirk, pecking her lips as I giggle. "I didn't want you to think I was pressurising you or anything." She explains but I quickly shake my head and cup her face.

"I don't feel pressurised. I know what you meant, and I was just teasing you. But just know that when we're both ready, I'm taking you up on a day in bed together." I tell her, a newfound confidence within me. She gulps and nods at my words a smile creeping on her lips. "I'd like that." She whispers.

We share a few more kisses before we both realise the time and have to rush back to the car. "Shit. Your mom is going to kill me if I don't have you back in time." Laura panics as she drives off. "She'd probably hate you more if you got in an accident rushing to get me home." I try to calm her down, placing my hand over her own. "We've got time. As long as traffic isn't bad. If it is, I'll message her." I say, helping to calm her down.

Turns out there was nothing to worry about. We still had 5 minutes before 11. So, I decided to make the most of it and we had a make out session in her car. With a minute to spare, she opens my car door for me once again, holding my hand as she escorts me to the front door.

"Thank you again for a perfect date." I turn to Laura, fiddling with her fingers. "I'm glad you liked it, and I can't wait for the next one." She returns, giving me a sweet kiss. "Text me when you're home?" I call after her. She agrees and I watch as she drives away, waving after her. My fingers then move to my lips, the feeling of hers still tingling on them.

I fumble around for my keys in my bag and unlock the door. As I push the door open, I see the back of Scarlett and Colin who seem to be running into the living room. I slowly walk in to see them on the sofa, slightly red faced. Scarlett is on her phone and Colin has the paper open in front of him. "Oh, hey honey. Did you have a nice time?" Scarlett asks me. "Were you just listening at the front door?" I ask them with a raised eyebrow.

Scarlett scoffs as Colin shakes his head. "Pfft no. We were just waiting here for you to come home." She weakly defends. "Hmm. Then why is the paper upside down?" I point to the newspaper in Colin's hands as he quickly turns it the right way up. "You idiot." Scarlett mumbles to him as he looks at her sheepishly. "We just wanted to make sure you were ok." Scarlett admits. "But it sounds like you were more than ok." Colin jumps in, wiggling his eyebrows at me. "Ew, Colin stop!" Scarlett scolds him. "Yeah. Never do that again." I say, turning on the spot and making my way upstairs. "Wait! How was your date? I want to hear everything?" Scarlett calls after me, chasing me up the stairs. I guess I won't be going to sleep anytime soon!

Part 8

#scarlett johansson fanfiction #scarlett johansson x y/n #scarlett johansson x reader #scarlett johansson #scarjo #celebrity fanfic

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3. favourite musical to listen to:

I'm suddenly regretting reblogging this ask, this is like choosing between children. However! I have the unfortunate theatre nerd honor of loving lots of versions of musicals that are not the OBC so choosing purely from albums....

I think I would have to say The Scarlet Pimpernel. It's one of my favorites in general but that soundtrack goes so stinking hard. Esepcially everything Douglas Sills does as Percy. When Percy thinks he can't trust his wife and resolves to continue anyway during "Prayer"??? 😭 and Marguerite's mirrored despair at losing the man she thought she knew in "When I Look At You" (AND THEIR DUET) The hilarity of "The Creation of Man" and and "The Scarlet Pimpernel and "They Seek Him Here"???? ("I said brief, not infinitesimal" and his book-perfect inane laugh my beloved) The sweeping epic opening of "Madame Guillotine?" !!!!! The amazing sibling love in "You Are My Home" and the exhilarating swashbuckling of "Into the Fire" and the PEAK villain ballad, "Falcon in the Dive" ksudfnlsdkjfsnldfkjsd. Frank Wildhorn musicals my forever beloved, and Nan Knighton's one and only absolutely perfect book and lyrics. 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏

6. favourite musical you've seen live

I have been blessed to see several touring productions of beloved shows as well as some really wonderful local productions. I'm going to cheat and say two bc the one doesn't exist anymore lol. I got to see the out-of-town tryout production of The Last Days of Summer starring Corey Cott and can I tell you that experience will stay with me for all my life. I think I wrote a massive post about it on here somewhere way back then. But the true answer should be Wicked. Wicked is the first professional (tour) production I ever saw, and a bonding point with many friends, and I got to see it on Broadway last year as my first bway show. 😊 This show is not overrated, it is literally perfection of stage craft from the top down and deserves every accolade and I hope the movie is good but it will never replace the show in my heart.

16. favourite musical that's underrated

(I love so many unknown/underrated musicals hhhhh)

Nobody now talks about The Secret Garden but it was certainly not underrated when it was on bway, people have just forgotten about it. 😭 Same with The Scarlet Pimpernel. So I have to say Bandstand, right? Absolutely, of course I do, and I'm gonna.

Corey Cott (him again) earned that (nonexistent) Tony nomination. I would be sad if he was nominated and lost, but I will eternally be Salty As Ever Living Heck that he wasn't even nominated. But the show in general is just so amazing, musically and storyline and visually and acting and lksjdnfsdkgjneiosfdk. This show is so so important to me, you don't even know. War widows and brotherhood and grief and survivor's guilt and finding love again and throwing off the glamor to expose the truth. Laura Osnes's #withtheband vlogs from backstage while they were in the show have taken up residence in a corner of my soul.

Wicked is only the first show I saw on bway because Bandstand closed after Dear Evan Hanson swept the awards, and I didn't have enough time to make the trip to see it.

BUT! I did get to see the tour! The fall before covid hit AND CLOSED IT TOO I got to see the national tour cast and I was very unconvinced that they would be able to do it justice when the OBC cast are some of my favorite humans in the whole wide world, but man oh man. When Zack Zaromatidis broke down as Donny telling Julia his awful dark secret, Zack bent at the waist like he had sucker-punched himself and from my seat a few rows from the stage I watched a single tear fall from his face and hit the stage floor and I'm telling you, I lost it. He did Donny and Corey right and proud. And my friend and I got to meet him and a bunch of the cast after!

I may or may not have access to the Bandstand proshot they made right before closing and I may or may not be willing to totally share so you can be obsessed too...

23. favourite lyric from a musical

I literally can't do this, you can't make me, I'm just gonna pull some of my absolute beloved lyrics from the aforementioned shows off the top of my head, ok go:

The Scarlet Pimpernel: Oh Lord, how could you let me love like this? / No one dies upon a kiss / and only fools believe in bliss... With time, I'll find a way to right this wrong / if it takes my whole life long / Lord, I'll fight my battles all alone / but make me / strong.

(Idk any of the lyrics from Last Days of Summer and it's a criiiimme)

Wicked: Let me say before we part / So much of me / is made of what I learned from you / and you'll be with me / like a handprint on my heart / Now whatever way our stories end / I know you have rewritten mine / by being my friend.

Bandstand: They'll say right this way / we've reserved this just for you / you've been waiting for this day / it's the least that we can do / you've arrived at last my friend / after fighting for far too long (it's a privilege sir may I say?) / "Right this way."

-deep breath- Ok, well, good to know my inner theatre nerd is still alive and well. XD

#i feel a little bad no jj musicals made these answers i'm so sorry #he did audition (or consider auditioning i can't remember laura help) for bandstand though if that counts #and for the record none of these have ramin karimloo or colin donnell my other bestest boys either #corey just got lucky lolol #the die hard fanstands will notice i mixed up my right this way lyrics a little but i was trying not to quote the whole song ok compromise #thanks for the ask!#meiloo friend #musicals ask #long post #sorry

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a-french-coconut · 4 months ago

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Snippet #2

His head is pounding horribly.

All Travis hears a sharp ringing, whiting out every other noises, from the onlookers' terrified screams to- were those police's sirens ?

He winces, feebly standing up from where the thing send him flying, right into another's building wall. Pain flares up from his right leg, that has a red splotch rapidly growing, but he nonetheless limps to the where his favourite bakery shop once stood intact.

They have to go, they can't wait for the police to arrive since Travis knows very well he's going to get call a liar and a thief. He may be only eleven, but life has been harsh enough on him and Connie and "Sorry officers, but a monster showed up and and racked the whole store, trying to eat us. I promised I wasn't trying to steal anything." is going to them to a police station and foster care.

They'd been there once, and it had been awful, not something Travis wants to reproduce. But the sirens are growing louder and he still hasn't find Connor. Maybe his brother find refuge inside the bakery, alongside Laura and she'll vouch for them to the police officers, tell them they are nice kids from the local neighbourhood. Laura has always been nice with them and offered them baked goods, a place to stay during cold days, she cares for them a lot.

"Connie ? Laura ? You in there ?" He calls when he enters the shop, wincing at its state. Windows broken, pieces of glass on the floor and all the food crushed or scattered. No bystanders seem to follow him into the shop, which is perfect because the last thing he needs is a concerned adult asking questions like "where are your parents sweetie ?". His brother and Laura are not in this room, so they must be at the back, in the kitchens or the employee's room.

He hears two cars parking outside. They're going to enter in minutes now, he needs to find them quickly.

He makes it past the counter, repressing a cry when he shifts his weight on the wrong leg. "Guys ? Where are you ?" He calls again in the workers' room, and nobody answer him. Laura and Connor are in the kitchens then and surely there's going to a back door, leading to an alley where they can flee ! He hastens his pace and opens the door leading to it.

Laura is there, but not Connie.

Laura is there, but there's gaping hole in her stomach, with a pool of blood around her and organs slipping out of her body. His stomach churns and horror and disgust climb up all the way to his mouth as he throws up on the cold floor, adding to the already gruesome spectacle.

He thinks he screams, hard enough for someone to barge in by the back door he wanted to use to leave this place. His head is swelling, black spots are dotting his eyes but Travis is sure the man in front of him has goat legs.

This is all a nightmare, a terrible and not funny at all nightmare. If Travis closes his eyes hard enough, he'll wake up in his makeshift bed, Connie sleeping next to him.

But he closes his eyes and he still hears the police on the other side of the shop, he still feels the creature in front of him and his brother doesn't appear.

Connie.

Travis opens his eyes and scan the room, carefully not laying them on Laura. He saw Laura taking his brother with her just before the monster send him flying out of the bakery. They were together last time Travis saw them, alive the both of them.

Laura's dead now and Connor... Connor isn't anywhere to be seen.

"You're the demigod that monster was looking for when it killed that woman." The creature tells him, looking at him with pity. "I'm sorry you had to see this kiddo, let alone endure it."

"Connor." Travis pays him no mind, eyes flying to see any trace of his brother. "Connie, where's Connie ?"

"Who's Connor ?" The thing asks.

"My brother, he was with her." He points to Laura and the thing's face falls.

"Two demigods at the same place, no wonder it was hungry enough to attack a mortal, your combined scents must have driven it mad with craving." The goat man sighs. "I'm sorry but there's a great chance your brother is dead, that the monster dragged him somewhere where it won't be bothered."

He throws up again.

"Connor can't be dead, he must be somewhere around here. Help me search for him."

Travis tries to imagine his brother in Laura's state, his face starring back at him with an empty look, stomach all open and bloody. It's only because he already threw up everything he had in his body that he doesn't again.

"Connie isn't dead." He says again and again and again. "Connie isn't dead."

"Look, I'm sorry-" The goat man says softly but Travis cuts him off.

"My brother isn't dead !" He yells at him. "He just can't."

Travis is the one in charge of Connor, the one to protect him even if he's only one year older. He would never let Connor get hurt, or worse.

But the fact is that Connor isn't here.

The fact is that Travis didn't kill the monster attacking them and it went after Connor instead of him.

"No, Connor isn't dead." He says again, fighting the pit in his stomach telling him that he's lying. "He's around somewhere, we just need to find him."

"If he was alive he would have heard us and call for help." The goat man says softly. "Kid, I've been through this a lot of times-"

"My brother can't be dead." Travis whispers with a broken voice. "I can't never see him again."

Never bug him again. Never steal something for him again. Never look after him again. Never laugh, never hug, never smile.

"There's a place for you where you'll find other people, I'm not saying it's going to replace your brother." The man says quickly at his angry glare. "But they'll understand you, they've been what you've been through."

"I can't go." He shakes his head. "I can't leave Connor."

The goat man sighs. "We have to go, hum- what's your name ?"

"I'll tell you when I find Connor." He pushes past the goat man and exit by the back door, landing in a deserted alley.

"Connor ! Connor ! It's me, Travis !" He screams in the alley until his throat is raw, until he's sobbing too hard to continue. No one answer, no one scream back. Defeating silence, broken by his cries and the "clip-clop" of the guy's hooves.

"I'm sorry Travis." The goat man whispers. "I'm really sorry."

It's when he accepts that his brother is dead that he goes numb. He barely register that the goat man took him, leading him into a car. He doesn't remember how much time it took to leave New York and stop in front of a sign saying "Delphi's strawberries fields". Even the sight of a horse man welcoming to a place called Camp Half-Blood isn't enough to bring him back.

Another little fraction of writing [:

This is before the post "Snippet" since it's when Travis and Connor get separated and both think the other is dead 🥲

Travis gets taken to Camp whereas Connor... he's not 😭

#percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #percy jackson #connor stoll #travis stoll #camp half blood

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closetdbisexual · 3 months ago

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favorite first watches of august, 2024

hi ^__^ i lapsed in actually writing any reviews for this last month bc i was just so exhausted well maybe ill go back at some point i might do it eventually ill never know. i like movies more this month though <3 all of these are romcoms and so i chose photos of all the main couples in them. just kidding or am i

The Master - 5 stars

yayyyy my yaoi movie<3 very first thing i watched this month and i have thought about it every day since which probably doesnt mean anything, or itll change my world forever just like boogie nights did. i gave a more proper review on letterboxd but i looove you movieyy i love the difficult and traumatized main characters in pta's movies freddie is really interesting to follow his relationship with lancaster so special to me they're so interesting dog/owner moment <33 and amy adams is really really good in her role they're all just. such interesting characters pulling each other into their lives and trying to take control of their lives and each other. trying to be free in a way nobody really can be... i love how the cult is never portrayed as being like a grift to the people involved, you can tell lancaster and peggy really believe in what they're doing there, even if they shouldn't. and freddie and lancaster are so in love and doomed <33 it's a bit strange to go "i think the relationship between the sex-obsessed veteran and the cult leader is really romantic" but it is likeeee. it is. anyway i love substance abuse i love tragedy i love mental illness i love when guy is a guard dog i love you moviey oh also laura dern is in this and i love her lots hi laura dern so sweetie why havent i seen blue velvet yet :-( she's very lovely in this and amy adams is so good, they all give all really excellent performances but i'm highlighting them

Challengers - 5 stars

I LOVE YOU TASHI !!!!! good as hell good fucking movie jesus christ probably just like an objectively perfect and incredible movie huh. so fun watching it with my friend and the cinematography here is insanely good the score is insanely good it's so faggy it's so sweaty very sexy movie, i love tashi forever and her knee injury she's sooo me <33 and she's fujoing out she's sooooo me <3 justice for aromantic fujoshis autisticly obsessed with tennis she's actually the most woke character of all time if you think about it. and of course i love their bisexual faggot threesome thing and to be honest it was suicidemotifed i love her telling patrick to kill himself. zendaya is so good in this she has such good expressions i love you tashi

The Killing of a Sacred Deer - 4 and 1/2 stars

yay<3 also watched it with my friend yayyy so funsies also ok i get it now i wasn't totally fucking w/ lanthimos after the lobster (which i did like but i just felt like it wasn't very strong plotwise) i much preferred this though very much my kind of movie. colin farrell is so hot sorry and sorry but he and martin have a truly beautiful gay reverse-grooming manipulation thing going on i support 16 year olds manipulating married middle-aged men thats like my whole thinggg anyway yeah the family unit getting undermined and parental abuse/neglect and alcoholism and really strong stylistic choices w/ the cinematography and the monotone dialogue im obsessed with the dialogue in this it's such a good choice and there's so many long hallway shots <33 i love you hallways. the only thing i don't like is how hospital-oriented it is but like thats not an issue with the movie thats an issue with me yknow

I'm Your Man - 4 and 1/2 stars

doomed heterosexuality<3 alma is one of the top ten most beautiful women ive ever seen and shes sooo real so relatable, and what her and tom have is so tragic and romantic and it hurt to watch how they pushed-and-pulled against each other and each tried to be human in their own ways and even though the love was there they were so incompatible it just couldn't work they couldn't make it work. loved all the big open spaces it made it feel so empty and subdued, the score is beautiful, alma and tom's actors give such good performances and really it kind of haunts me. just really good. and sandra hüller jumpscare ily girl ive GOT to watch anatomy of a fall i need to See her

i don't normally do honorable mentions but today i will i also really liked But I'm A Cheerleader (4 and 1/2 stars) and Sorry to Bother You (3 and 1/2 stars) i love lesbians they were very sweet and it had shockingly good cinematography that i kind of didn't expect from it (my bad i thought it was going to be more like a silly romcom i guess) it was really lovely though. and sorry to bother you had such insanely cool art direction i didn't really enjoy the pacing esp. the last 30 minutes did not come across well to me and i honestly didn't like the ending, but it was a very creative movie visually and just other than that i liked it wish it just didn't lose steam at the end... ily detroit i loved her earrings the costume design was soooo good i also liked cassius of course too i liked a lot of it yayy movies

#monthly faves

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I'll be waiting

Sterek 1x01 - 6x20

Old bad video I made for Youtube that just now realized is blocked for a lot of countries, so here it is again along with a small story inspired by it For @sterekloverforever - AO3 Version HERE

We said goodbye, that's what you told me once So many times we've made our peace But this is love, I'll never give you up I know you'll always come home to me

His parents were soulmates. Not in the literal meaning of the word, but they were made for each other. They were perfect to him. They had fights now and then but those never lasted long, they always found their way to each other.

Growing up with that, Derek had the idea that he would have the same love at some point. As a kid, he imagined love at first sight, a beautiful girl by his side, the first dinner with his parents and his annoying sisters…he had his whole future planned. When he met Paige, he thought that it could be it. But something wasn't right, there was some lack of spark. He loved her, of course he did, and that's why it hurt so much when he had to kill her, consequences of his actions before thinking because he had those ideas about that forever future.

After that, it was Kate, and Derek went with it. He was hurt, confused. He was a stupid kid that believed in love and was so desperate to be special to someone. He would regret it for the rest of his life. He tried to keep it to himself, the guilt, but Laura figure it out at some point, a couple of years after the fire when they were living in New York. She said it wasn't his fault. He almost believed it until she was killed because of him and his lovestruck teenage decisions.

He had some one-night stands but he gave up on finding that love, the one that would ignite something inside, that would make him smile just by thinking about it.

Until he met him.

Bright, smart, full of life. But young, too young for him. Sure, Derek was only twenty two, but he didn't want to be like Kate. Stiles didn't deserve it. Deserve him. He was too broken and damaged. That didn't stop him to feel that spark. With every sarcastic remark, with every look, Derek felt it more and more. It was it, the feeling his mother would say each time she would tell the story of how she and his dad met.

He put a front, a facade. He stayed in character like the grumpy older werewolf Stiles thought he was. He pushed him away and slammed him against walls. But Stiles never left, he was still there and he could see him in a way nobody else saw him before. Perhaps was because for all the growls and annoyed faces, Derek was always there to try and keep Stiles safe.

Like a river, always running I keep losing you Like a fire, always burning I'll be here for you

He gave up and accepted there wasn't going to be anyone like Stiles for him. That he fell hard and fast, and that was it. But with the years he mastered the art of pushing down his feelings. He rolled his eyes every time Stiles would talk about the wonderful Lydia Martin, but couldn't avoid the hope in his chest when the teen would look at him with those big brown eyes, like there was something between them. Derek was willing to wait and see if there was indeed, something there.

But the wait for love made him vulnerable again.

She took advantage of his need to give away his heart, took advantage of him. It wasn't the first time a woman made a fool of him, but at least this time she was a Darach. Jennifer had tricks that later he understood why worked with him. He realized all the parallels with his history with Stiles, how she used the only thing that could break him. It was the little gestures, the familiarity with some situations that subconsciously reminded him of Stiles, and then, all his senses fall apart.

It was that spark, that feeling deep down in his heart that made him snap out of it. One look at Stiles pleading eyes and it was over. Derek would never admit it, but he was glad it worked. It was another way for him to be sure Stiles was it, and that he would wait for him as long as it was needed.

If you're ready, heart is open I'll be waiting, come find me If you're searching for forever I'll be waiting, come find me

Stiles was already seventeen when Derek nearly lost all his calm. The Nogitsune almost took it from them, from him. And the aftermath…not one of his so-called friends saw it. Stiles was brave and strong, the stronger of all of them. He was all smiles but at night was when the nightmares came, when the shame and fear surrounded him.

It was too much for him, thinking that he was part of the reason he was like that. Derek could have done more, help more, or done something! He was so focused on staying away that didn't notice his scent changing, from love and grass and home with a bit of anxiety to fear, sour and lies. How Stiles eyes that were always reminded him to honey darkened with an evil twist. He blamed himself for not realizing earlier that something was wrong. For all the love he thought he had for the guy, he didn't notice the second he was possessed.

I see you here in the darkness Blinding light right where your heart is If you're ready, heart is open I'll be waiting, come find me

Then Malia started dating Stiles and turned out she was Derek's cousin. That made his heart ache and his brain made decisions without thinking twice. Derek got involved with Braeden because it was convenient because she was there giving him attention and he well knew she wasn't looking for anything serious. She was a nomad, a wanderer that went where the opportunity took her. If she had the chance, she would leave Derek for the next paycheck, the next job. He was okay with it.

Their lives were a shit show, he was becoming human and he could not stand seeing Stiles being Malia’s anchor, when he was his anchor first. Because that was another development, Stiles was so fixed inside his heart that the anger that was once his anchor left space for him instead.

But he cared about Stiles, he really did. If he was happy with Malia, he had to respect that. Stiles didn't owe him anything. Hell, he didn't even know about his feelings. And Derek wanted him so bad, but he was a self-sacrificing idiot, as Stiles called him once a summer ago when they were looking for Erica and Boyd, and he was ready to let him go.

All the looks, the casual touches, the small smiles, all of that was enough.

Then Stiles and Malia broke up and he died.

He saw it, in the way Stiles looked at him when he was laying on the ground, blood everywhere. That spark he felt was mutual. The fear in Stiles’ eyes when he had to leave him. Derek felt Braeden’s hands on him putting pressure on the wound that didn't hurt anymore, saw how Stiles turned one last time before running after the pack. He was ready to let go now.

Destiny had other plans and he evolved. Full shift like his mother. He took it like a signal to embrace his legacy, to be a Hale like his parents were. It might not been the best idea at the moment, not after the battle they barely survived, but Derek needed to go away. Away from Beacon Hills, away from Stiles. He needed time to process the changes, to find himself again. The poor excuses about Kate, the desert wolf and who knows what else Braeden said were enough to avoid questioning. But he saw when the other looked at Stiles, and how he was silently asking him why leaving, why then.

We've lost our way, that's what you told me last The tears, they come and go This is us, I'll never get enough It's taken losing you to know

Time passed, he and Braeden broke up, it was never serious. He wasn't sad but maybe, relieved. The bad luck followed him wherever he went, but he kept going. More than once he was close to being caught by hunters, and he found himself thinking about what would Stiles do, smiling like an idiot. He tried to keep tabs on him, one contact with a friend with another contact told him Stiles made it into the FBI. An internship. He was so proud and happy that Stiles left the hell that was Beacon Hills.

When Stiles found him again after months without seeing each other, was like they were never apart. They spent the night at the hospital because, as funny as it sounded, Stiles’ toe was shoot during the rescue mission. They banter like they used to do, gaining some amused looks from the nurses and the FBI agents that stopped by.

They got news about what was going on back in town, and Stiles said they needed to go and help. His father was there, his best friend, and Lydia. They took the jeep.

The drive back was a long way, stopping by bad motels that Derek paid despite Stiles insistence that he could help. They used the time to talk, more than they did in the year and some they had in Beacon Hills.

“Can you believe it!? We are together now!”, he said talking about her. But the excitement didn't reach his eyes. It was always those eyes that Derek learned to trust.

“Are you happy with her?” He had to ask.

“Being with her was my dream since third grade”, Stiles replied. It was a half-truth, Derek knew that. It didn't answer his question. He arched an eyebrow like he used to do when he wanted to intimidate Stiles. The human sighed. “I love her, I will always do. But…it doesn't feel like I thought it would. There is something missing…this…”

“Spark”, Derek finished.

“Yeah”

They stared at each other for a moment too long, before Stiles avoided his eyes. Neither of them spoke again for the rest of the night.

The big bad of the month was a supernatural creature called Anuk-Ite. It turned into stone everyone who looked at it, not before showing them their biggest fear.

Derek wasn't surprised when his fear turned into Jennifer. Because it was a reminder of the power Stiles had over him, how anyone that shared some traits with the human could make him do whatever they wanted.

Stiles was the one who beat it, and they rushed to Scott’s side. Derek didn't know what happened but Scott was blind, eyes full of blood and he wasn't healing. Lydia was the one suggesting that Malia should kiss Scott. From the corner of his eyes he saw how the kiss triggered Scott's healing. However, his attention was on his side. He saw how Lydia was still holding Stiles’ hand. He saw how after it worked, Stiles chose to look at him, and not at his girlfriend.

He didn't know what happened between them after the battle was over. But Derek stayed because Stiles stayed too. He would follow him to the end of the world. The pack made adjustments, plans to go after hunters, plans to help other young wolves. Time passed without him realizing that he never saw Stiles and Lydia acting like a couple like he saw Malia and Scott. Time found him traveling and staying in questionable motels again sharing a room with Stiles. Time found him going after a kid named Alec that Scott wanted to help, and walking side by side with Stiles, bumping his shoulder against him, no question asked.

Stiles winked at him with a small smile and the smallest touch against the back of his hand, a spark of electricity running up his arm, and Derek knew that everything was going to be okay.

If you're ready, heart is open I'll be waiting, come find me If you're searching for forever I'll be waiting, come find me

#sterek #my edits #my videos #teen wolf #sterek fanart #sterek video #derek hale #stiles stilinski #my writing

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locuas642 · 1 year ago

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Mighty Nein: Finished Episode 99

I feel comfortable doing a major update on my journey through Critical Role campaign 2.

Some might ask "Why episode 99 instead of 100?" and the reason should be obvious for those who already watched the show but in case you havent there are two major reasons.

First of all, episode 99 feel like a good cutting-off point. This episode shows the culmination of the campaign longest Plot thread that had been looming since the beginning and does so in a satisfying (if not action-packed) manner with most of the characters in the campaign reaching a point you could theoretically end it and you would feel they got some degree of closure if not a complete arc and only one or two major plot threads remaining.

the second reason is that episode 99, which btw was their HUGE celebration of FIVE YEARS of doing Critical Role and cheering for another five, was the last episode before the Pandemic forced a months long hiatus and having the group having to re-work things to be able to operate safely.

Because of this I feel justified in marking down episode 99 as a sort of "end of part 1" deal to give my thoughts in an orderly manner.

For starters I had heard the early criticisms of the campaign starting off un-focused, which was blamed to a more "open-world" format with the characters constantly changing idea of where to go next. Having witnessed it, I can say for certain the show was a bit unfocused at the beginning. This is in part due to the players not really knowing yet what they wanted to do or still finding the group's dynamic, but I think it is also in part due to the conflict of, as described by Liam at one point, the players dying to give out details about their characters, but most of the characters keeping their stuff close to their chest and not trusting anyone just yet.

In this regard, the character of Jester was essential, I feel, to keep the campaign moving, since she was a really good pillar for this early part as someone very upfront about herself and also an agent of chaos who was really good at actually building a dynamic with the rest of the group. it's not surprising she became such an iconic character.

I think it says something about Jester that I find her the easiest to picture as she is, rather than as Laura Bailey. Also, as a tiefling, I feel I cant imagine her as anything BUT a tiefling, while I might sometimes need to be reminded which race are some of the other characters.

Speaking of tiefling, I feel like I should mention Mollymaurk, a character who I wasnt really aware of his existence until I began preparing to watch Campaign 2, since I have believed Cadeuceus had always been Taliesin's character for campaign 2. Molly is... a character who existed.

I think Taliesin's Molly was the one who nailed the best the whole "Anti-Hero" nature of the Mighty Nein. Someone who wasn't a hero, was here to hopefully make some coin. That being said, I dont think he was as charming as Taliesin wanted him to be, I kept forgetting he was in the group and I did not feel he had as many memorable moments as the rest of the Nein.

He was, however, a perfect example of a character whose death progresses the story. Because his demise shifts the entire party's dynamic and, unlike some npc, his abscence is inescapable for the rest of the campaign moving forward, forcing a situation nobody, not even Matt, had planned for their character arcs. Including the introduction of Caduceus, who ended being what I felt was the thing that was lacking in the group. The biggest irony of Caduceus being quieter than Molly is that Caduceus had a lot more of a pressence than Molly. and his relationship with Fjord was something I did not see coming.

Mostly because Fjord was only slightly ahead than Molly in terms of me knowing they existed. Mostly because Fjord was in the opening (okay, molly technically is, but you get me) and Fjord was... honestly, He was just there right until way later, when I finally realized he was supposed to be a dork, and we got into his arc to become a Paladin. that was when his character really picked up for me and became a lot more interesting. His arc into becoming a Paladin was also so different from Vax's last campaign that it was fun to watch.

Beau was the character I was looking forward the most. because as a monk she felt she would have some fun combat. and it is in fact a bit interesting the minor, unplanned arc she goes through of Stunning Strike initially failing to quite connect every time until the Lorenzo fight when stunning him with her last Ki point completely shifted the combat in their favor.

Yasha I always knew I would like however, remember when I said I could not imagine Jester as anything BUT a tiefling? I often find myself forgetting Yasha is non-human, mostly becaus eher status as an Aasimar fely more like a mechanical thing than something that quite fits her. Unlike Nott, which everything regarding her race informs everything about her character arc.

It is, however, hilarious that Sam restoring Nott into Veth leads to the character technically becoming worse due to losing an awesome trait and Sam vowing to not use the new one. Her relationship with Caleb was something I did not see coming.

Which speaking of Caleb. Liam plays Caleb exactly how I would play them, by which I mean I am the weirdo who sees no reason to play Wizard if you are not constantly filling your spellbook with spells you will probably become too overwhelmed to use.

Overall. I do think the beginning of the show is a bit of a bore. it takes time for everything to take into place. and there are a few times when I think in hindsight the party took the least interesting route. I do think the point when the series picks up is when they steal their first ship, the Mistake. The arc that follows helped a lot in making me endear to the group. and then going to Xorhas was probably when I definitely felt on board with this.

Those are my overall thoughts so far that I can tihnk of. I might do more stuff if I cant put more stuff into words, but that is it until I can think of something

#critical role #cr #mighty nein #mn #crmn #the mighty nein #thoughts #opinion #my stuff #c2e99 #dnd #d&D

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crithaus · 2 years ago

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I'd also like to add, piggybacking off of @blorbologist's point about Keyleth being so incredibly long-lived and so important fate-wise, is that RQ also is a goddess that is very new, ascended against the godly grain so to speak, and isn't as stable in her position as her other fellow prime deities, I mean look at her conversation with Vax about the bead of divinity, she is really tetchy about weakening herself even a little bit.

To let a big player like Keyleth die would not only throw millennia of Fated happenstance out of whack, it would also show that the goddess of Fate has minimal control over her own domain(s, she might be a goddess of the passage of death in technicality but her domain is still death), and when that news became common knowledge, on the eve of the Apogee Solstice no less, the same kind of solstice that allowed her herself to dethrone the previous death god, then she would be in prime position for what she did to happen right again to her, with the additional caveat that if people see that RQ is doing a rather lax job as the goddess of death they might very well start worshipping the entity who is doing the death thing and doing it well -out of fear or respect,envy, what have you- which would also weaken her position something fierce, point one made but

I also think the fact that Keyleth could be the only bait is absolutely true but for slightly different reasons but first I gotta say this, Liam might not be able to play Vax anymore but he still is Vax, Vax is him, so his reaction to Vex drowning is notable in that I think it and Matt's reaction succinctly explain why Vax wasn't there, Vax might have wanted to be so very badly but RQ wouldn't let him because (elite segue time ahoy)-

Vex cannot die, from a narrative standpoint. From the minute Vax gave his life to the RQ for her and far before that additional deal he made, Vex was off the table for permadeath (unless ofc Laura wanted it so) because as blorbologist pointed out to me earlier for different reasons, Liam wanted all his actions and Vax's sacrifice to have their due consequences, and the big one being Vax is RQ's champion, and the subsequent 70+ episodes of Vax learning to be that and all the death and deals and revenant-y ness that followed were the consequences yes and at the end of it all, the ultimate one, Vax going to RQ forever to shepard souls, all hinging on Vax giving his life so Vex could live. To undo all of that time and story and such and so on for a one shot they weren't going to pick back up would render that whole sacrifice and the story and character development behind it, moot, (and so would the bare concept of permadeath at this, the extra credit scene at the definitive end of Vox Machina so there's that,) so Vex has that plot armor established and unfuckwithable even now. Vex cannot be touched in any way that matters, so that leaves only Keyleth. Kiki is the perfect bait, because even though Keyleth can die and the threat is there and it can be suspenseful watching her struggle and get so close to death, RQ cannot afford to let her.

Yawns, g'morning.

I'm thinking about Vaxleth and episode 51, as. Most of us are, really. Holy shit.

And I think Vax's divine nature played a role in how Ludinus was able to set and bait this trap. I don't think we'd have gotten this outcome if Vax was still a mortal Champion, like his sister. Furthermore, Keyleth’s position as Voice of the Tempest was also critical here.

Let me explain: let's say some other half of a ship could have fulfilled this orb critera. If we pretend that any Champion could do (I think they needed the divine aspect of Vax's unlife but play along here), why not bait the trap for Vex, or Pike, or Scanlan, or Yasha?

Beyond the 'Vax is practically an angel now and has orb properties' angle, I think part of it is the sheer... everything that is mortal. If Percy was captured Vex would have any number of solutions - send Trinket in, attack at range, Rogue it up, or do the sensible thing and bring in friends. The living are variable, you can't count on them to behave as you need.

Ludinus loathes gods and their servants: of course he'd expect them to be predictable - and he'd be right! Vax is not all Vax anymore (see Dalen's Closet and Tal’Dorei Reborn), he's a deathless shepherd and servant of the Raven Queen. Why would he think this through? He has no life to lose, only Keyleth’s to save. You don’t need to consider how to use a shield, you just do. People shape their plans around the steady expectations of gods, their almost immutable domains, and Vax is divine enough for that to apply to him. They'd know he would behave exactly as he did. It could be argued living!Vax would as well, and there are several songs and historical records about him, so worst came to worst Ludinus could hope that this is maintained. But that's an uncertainty, and not fitting for a centuries-long plan.

And now the second part: it had to be Keyleth. They couldn't have used Vex to draw him out, I don’t think, as much as it pains me. Either the story of Dalen's Closet was limited to the guests and any lil kids who heard the Ballad of Derrig or it proves the Champion cannot willingly approach his sister. It took a Wish for that.

Vex has had five kids, spent thirty years protecting Whitestone, and has her fingers in the financial goings on of all Tal’Dorei. By no means does she have a small impact on the world: her smallest taxation decisions could mean poverty or wealth for thousands! But many of her biggest impacts on the future, on destiny, have already come to pass. Her adventures in Vox Machina, the children she bore, the decades of decisions she's already made (I doubt she'd be on the council for even a few years without changing much of her sphere to her liking.)

Keyleth is the Voice of the Tempest. She will, hopefully, live almost two thousand years. Imagine all the lives she will impact in that time! Directly! The Matron must be so familiar with her strand of fate because it touches so many, many others!

Even if Vax, somehow, did not remember her. Even if he was a shell of himself. This is someone the Matron cannot let die before her time (hopefully a thousand plus years from now). This is one person she would have to bend the rules for and see saved, and there's just the man for the job. She would not allow intervention for Vex, or Percy, or those nieces and nephews Vax surely watches. Not Velora, not Scanlan, not Gilmore. Keyleth, with centuries of work to do in this world, with generations to guide, is too valuable.

What I'm saying is... literally no other ship could have pulled this off. None. This was built for Vaxleth, from its very bones. You could have, say, an AU where Vex is the Champion of Ravens (wink), and this would not be certain enough for Ludinus to bank on it. Very likely, but not assured (the Matron could refuse to intervene, or they could intervene in a less 'take me instead you lil red-storm shit' way, etc.).

Evil plans bank on the inevitable. Gravity, greed, time. Their love is inevitable, a law of nature.

It could not have been anyone else

#critical role #vox machina #cr meta #tumblr only showed me this now or else id have said this earlier but YEA i agree with y'all's points but also tadah #i thought hard about this #keyleth of the air ashari #vax'ildan #vex'ahlia de rolo #the bells hell's

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musical-chick-13 · 3 years ago

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Finally getting to the last few Doom Patrol episodes, and I gotta say, this whole subplot with Jane fighting with the other alters because they want to keep Kay down because they’ll (allegedly) cease to exist or be less powerful if she gets well is 😬😬😬.

#yes let's ONCE AGAIN play into the stereotype that people suffering from did have 'evil' alters that make them inherently unstable!!#let's further villainize an already misunderstood and demonized illness!!#heaven forbid we have a system of alters behave like an actual system!!!!!#like...I'm not going to pretend what they were doing with Jane was perfect (and also I don't have did so I wouldn't ever truly know anyway)#but there at least was like...DISCUSSION?? of her condition? '''miranda''' explicitly wasn't an alter but a physical manifestation of trauma #which it makes sense that if the alters gained powers then the trauma that caused them would become its own powerful force too?#like. idk it made sense to me given the mechanics of the show. and then the point being 'if you make your trauma who you are then #you'll destroy yourself and might bring other people down with you by using it as a way to filter all your behavior' which I think is...#a pretty GOOD thing to talk about?? and at least in season 1 Jane was like 'I don't control them they don't control me' and it was #something that she saw as an inconvenience but it didn't seem like her situation was presented as like...inherently BAD?#now it's just kind of like 'oh everyone is horrible except for ONE ALTER but EVERYONE ELSE IS CAPITAL E EVIL' which. BAD.#I'm also not sure how I feel about Laura apparently devolving into Awful Person offscreen between episodes when we don't even see it #like that seems. weak. and a cop-out. maybe there will be more to work with in the last few episodes but the 1917 episodes were...#underwhelming. like bird patrol on the whole was a solid episode it's just that when the primary draw of the show is character development #(or de-development) and then we don't SEE IT ONSCREEN #idk I'm rambling sorry I just. YOU STARTED SO WELL. PLEASE STICK THE LANDING IN KNOW YOU CAN DO IT.#mc13 watches doom/pat #doom patrol spoilers

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bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky · 3 years ago

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Off Limits | Bucky Barnes x Reader

Hi, friends! @alana-32 sent me this suggestion:

"I wanted to ask if you could imagine writing a "oneshot" in which bucky meets a funny, open-minded young woman on a barbecue in Clints house. Fascinated by her big brown eyes, he immediately asks for a date. How would he react if she introduces herself as Tony's younger sister .... Do they both have a future, is he going on the date?😘🤗" so here we go!

Thanks @alana-32 for sending me this, I hope you like it! 🥰

Please send me any comments, requests, or suggestions yall may have!

tag list: @beefybuckrrito @shadytalementality @everything-burns-down @rainbow-unicorn-pony @mandersshow @emetophilily 💘

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Warm, amber pools surrounded by a dark, chocolatey outline entranced Bucky and left him completely helpless. He'd been unable to think about anything besides your eyes since chatting with you in Clint's kitchen. This attempt at normalcy seemed strange to Bucky, what was the point of keeping his family a secret if Clint was just going to invite a bunch of people over for a barbecue? -but he'd decided to attend anyway at the not so gentle prodding of Sam and Steve.

"Um, hello? Sargeant Barnes... Are you okay?" you asked gently. It seemed like he was lost in his own mind even though he'd been just fine a little while ago when you'd spoken to him in the kitchen.

Your voice snapped Bucky back to reality, pulling his focus from the mental picture of your gorgeous eyes so that he could look at the real things. The sun fell across your face in the perfect way, making your caramel colored irises almost glow. Sam and Steve had been badgering Bucky relentlessly about putting himself out there, but he’d been hesitant. He hadn’t had any real desire to date- until he met you. He took a deep breath and mentally prepared to ask you out, something he hadn’t done in a very long time.

"Oh, hey! Yeah, I'm good. I'm great, actually" he said with a smile. "I realized I never got your name, though".

"Right, my bad," you said extending your hand.

Ice ran through Bucky's veins at your words. Your last name pierced his chest, making him unable to breathe. ‘Of fucking course', he thought.

"Stark…” he repeated. “So you- you're Tony's sister". His hopes were dashed.

"Yup! That's me, I'm Tony's sister. Nice to officially meet you, James".

Bucky's heart sank. He knew that Tony had a younger sister, but he'd heard that you were working in France or Italy or something as a museum curator- he had not been at all prepared to meet you at a casual barbecue. Guilt washed over him as he thought about what he did to your parents. To your family. To you.

"You can um, you can call me Bucky. If you want.” Sweat beaded on his brow, his mouth ran dry. “And um... I’m sor- I'm really sorry. About your parents, I mean. What I did… I can't-"

You raised a hand to quiet his anxious, guilty rambling.

"Bucky, you don't have to apologize. I forgave you- I forgave you a long time ago, actually. I know Tony's reaction wasn't... great.” He’d told you the whole story, every gory detail. You chastised him for the way he reacted, the way he destroyed Bucky’s arm. “But, I've had time to deal with everything. And don't tell Tony, but I actually talked to Steve about it. He kind of gave me insight about everything that happened to you... I know it wasn't your fault".

Bucky let out a relieved exhale. He'd been working on his amends, but hadn't been mentally prepared to add yet another name to his list today.

"That's um- that's really great of you, thank you" he said quietly, a sad smile flickering across his face.

"Sure. I'm so sorry about Tony, he's... he's something, isn't he?"

Bucky laughed and nodded emphatically, finally feeling his tense muscles relax ever so slightly

It was short lived, however. Tony approached with some bullshit excuse, something about Laura asking for your help in the kitchen.

"That's my sister, Barnes. She's off limits, especially to you.” A deep, dark rage seethed behind his eyes. “Don't get any ideas, or I'll finish what I started in Siberia- that's a promise.” He delivered one last glare that nearly sliced Bucky in half before returning to the rest of the group.

Bucky found a seat in a quiet corner of Clint's family farm, silently observing everyone else enjoy the party while all he wanted to do was leave. He knew he should've taken his own car, but Sam and Steve had convinced him to ride with them- specifically so that he couldn't duck out early.

He wondered why he even agreed to come to this get together, why he bothered with trying to connect with you. He’d always be the killer, the monster. Tony was right. He didn’t deserve you, not after what he did.

You thought otherwise.

"Psssst, hey, Barnes." Your sharp whisper snapped him out of his spiral.

He searched around for you until he found your figure standing in the doorway of an old shed. With a quick nod of your head, you motioned for him to join you inside. It was almost embarrassing now readily he followed you like a lost puppy. With an overly casual stroll, Bucky made his way to the shed. He didn’t want to draw suspicion from the other partygoers, especially your brother.

"I thought we could hang out in here, ya know, just the two of us" you handed him a beer. “And maybe hide from Tony”.

"Good idea, because he threatened to kill me earlier..." Bucky grimaced.

An aggravated sigh rumbled out of your chest as you plopped down in an old lawn chair. "He's always doing this kind of thing," you complained. "He's way too overprotective of me, it's fucking annoying".

"Well, I do agree that he's fucking annoying," Bucky laughed, "But I mean, I did, um, kill your parents... “ A wave of nausea crashed over him at the thought. “I feel like I can't blame him if he doesn't want us hanging out."

Bucky sat down across from you on a cooler and stared deeply into the eyes that had cast a spell over him just a few hours earlier.

"He just always thinks he knows better" you huffed, "he still sees me as his baby sister..."

"I had a baby sister..." Bucky murmured quietly, getting lost in his memories of Rebecca- rarely did he let himself think about her. He gave you another sad smile, and you couldn't comprehend how Tony had been so hard on Bucky. He was clearly a good person who'd been through more than anyone could ever imagine.

"Don't worry about what Tony says. I'm gonna be the one threatening him later," you shot him a wink. “And I always win.”

Bucky swallowed hard. He still wanted to ask you out. You were so kind and funny and obviously easy on the eyes, but he knew it would cause a rift between you and Tony.

"Well, it's just that-"

"Just ask me, Barnes."

His heart stopped, "What?"

"We both know that you were just about to ask me out before I told you my name, so just ask me".

Silence filled the small shed for a moment as Bucky gathered the nerve to actually say the words.

"Okay, um, I'd love to take you to dinner. Would you like to go out with me...” he quickly added, “and not tell your brother?"

You giggled and felt your cheeks get hot at his invitation, even though you'd known it was coming.

"I'd be honored, Sargeant Barnes, and there's no fucking way I'm telling my brother."

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Struggling to make her way out, she tried as best as she could to breathe, just breathe and get her shite together as she walked past the few souls who had braved the temperatures to go smoke outside and were heading back in, hating that she could already feel the tears rising.

“Erin, wait!”

Aye, like hell.

Arms to her chest, she kept walking, as fast as she could, as far as she could. Feck but it was cold, so cold, and damn her she’d left her jacket inside, but she had to get out of this place, she just...had to. Now. Except -

“Erin! Where are you even going?”

Shite.

In her haste, she hadn’t even watched where she was heading, which was apparently not back home, but to the back of Jenny Joyce’s way too big garden. Honestly, what was the need for so much space with this family, eh?

Quite literally trapped, she stopped dead in her tracks, her mind desperately searching for a solution, any solution to get out of this.

Anything except turning around to face him.

“Erin.”

From what she could tell, he had the good sense to stop at a reasonable distance.

Still wasn’t enough, though. “Go away, James.”

Feck, but what was with the shaking voice? That was the last thing she needed right now, for Christ sake.

Catch yourself on, Erin.

“What’s going on?”

“What’s going on is I want to be alone - go away.”

“I'm not leaving you alone in the dark and in the cold, especially when you're obviously upset about something.”

She hated the determination in his tone, the one that almost made it sound like he really did care enough to not dismiss her and go back to the party. The worry in his voice, the concern that sounded so genuine, now that she knew that it wasn't at all.

God damn it, but her chest hurt now. It was like a damn weight pressing on it, so much that she felt sick. She could actually feel her whole body trembling at this point, and she cursed herself for being so weak, so obvious.

She wished she could disappear, right now.

But she couldn’t, and before she even realized it, she was speaking again.

“You definitely should though. I mean, I'm sure Laura is getting worried - you should head back.” Again, without realizing it, she had turned around at that, her right hand balled up in a fist she didn’t remember making.

They looked at each other for a second, and despite the darkness, Erin managed to make out his confused frown.

“Lau- What?”

Jesus.

“You know, pretending you don’t know the person I’m talking about would probably work better if said person hadn’t been in our school for the last two years. I may be an idiot, but even I have my limits, James.” His eyebrows furrowed even more.

“I know who Laura is, I just don’t understand what the hell she has to do with you running off like - ” There was bit, another - and then his face fell. “Are you crying?”

Shite. Shite, shite, shite.

She wiped a hand across her face, furious with him, with herself. “Of course not.”

Not that he was fooled, of course.

“Come on Erin, why - ”

“I saw you, James.”

Shite, but it sucked even more to say it at loud. As quietly as she could, Erin tried to focus on her breathing again, fingernails digging into her palms. She needed to calm down - she just needed to breathe in, breathe out, and just calm down. Just like aunt Sarah had taught her that one time.

But the images just came back even harder then, and with it, that painful thing she'd felt in her gut, the one that was twisting inside and made it hurt, so much, and she just wanted to ball up in her bed and forget the whole night. The whole month, really.

“What did you see?” Christ but he looked so confused.

How did he do that? He’d never been good at lying. He wasn’t supposed to be a liar, even less a good one - he was supposed to be sweet, and gentle and honest.

Perfect, really.

She felt new tears roll down her cheeks and angrily wiped them away again, hating herself for feeling like this. Hating him for doing that to her, when he’d become the person she trusted the most in the whole world. Hating herself even more when her next sentence came out in a sob she couldn’t control.

“I saw you with her in the kitchen earlier.”

For a moment, her words were met by silence. A stunned one. He was stunned, she realized.

Maybe he didn’t expect her to take it this bad - maybe that’s why he did it. It must be, in fact, because the James she knew wouldn’t hurt someone this much on purpose, always so kind, too kind. Maybe he just didn’t know what he meant to her. Truth was, she hadn’t really known either, not until tonight.

(But that was a lie, though. She’d known for a while. Longer than she cared to admit, especially now - but she did.

And for the past two months, it got stronger every day, with every kiss, every stupid joke he made, every brush of his hand against her. Every look. She hadn’t expected to feel so much, though - didn’t know she could.

Didn’t know that it could hurt as bad as it did now, either.)

“In the - Erin, that didn’t mean anything. I just - ”

“It's fine, really - I mean, it's not like this was going anywhere, right," she managed, vaguely gesturing between the both of them.

“What? Look, if you would just - ”

“It’s fine, James - it’s grand, even, don’t worry. It was never serious for me either, anyway, so it’s all good. You’re free, I’m free - ”

“'Not serious'? What the hell are you talking about? Erin, it was nothing, she just - ”

“But see I don't need to know! Do what you want, you don't need to justify yourself to me. I mean, we're just friends, right.”

Something close to hurt passed in his eyes at that, but she forced herself not to dwell on it. To not be fooled - not again.

“We're not just friends, you know that. Stop doing that, you're - ”

“Of course I'm your friend, James. I'm just your stupid friend that you've snogged a few times, and now you can laugh about the whole stupid thing with your new, wonderful girlfriend. That was never what I was anyway, right? I mean, we were just fooling around - ”

“It's not just fooling around, Erin! I - ”

“I mean, that's why we never told the girls aye, that's why we wanted to keep it a secret - we've always known there were no feelings there. For me either, so don't worry, you can go back to the party, see - ”

“I don't give a single crap about the party! I don't give a crap about Laura, I - ”

“Well, she certainly gives a crap about you. I mean, if the way she’s been flirting with you for the past few weeks weren’t indication enough, tonight should have confirmed it! You're really cute together though: she's so beautiful, and perfect, and funny too, actually - ”

“For fuck sake Erin, stop! Stop talking like that and let me explain, because you're not making any sense right now, and - ”

“Because I'm mental, right? Yeah, she mentioned that too.”

He blinked.

“What?”

“Yeah, just before your little snuggle session in the kitchen. We were just talking, and she made sure to let me know how weird and mental she thought I was - and, you know, that you thought the same.”

“That's not - ”

“So you didn't say it?”

“Well, I did.” It felt like someone had punched her right in the stomach.

Stupid. She'd been so stupid. And now, she was just pathetic.

“Erin, the thing is - ”

“That’s okay, I get it. And you know what James, it really is okay that you fancy someone else as well, especially someone like her - I get it, I really do. I mean, I have nothing on girls like her so it makes sense so it does. Never thought you’d be so mean, though, but hey - shit happens.”

“I never meant to be mean, I was just saying - ”

“That I’m fecking mental - yes, I get it James! She’s pretty, and smart, her freaking hair always looks so shiny and of course, she’s so funny and interesting with her perfect family and her horse riding and her travels, and I’m the mental case, running around like - ”

“Yes, you are!”

He yelled so loud, it actually startled her. Left her speechless too, for a second, both from the volume and sheer violence of his words -

But before she could process it, he carried on. “You absolutely are Erin - you’re mental! I never met someone as crazy as you in my entire life, and Derry is a pretty crazy packed place. I mean, the day I met you, you tried escaping detention through the window, for God's sake. You let us think your dog’s piss was a freaking miracle because you fancied a priest, you threw a bucket of water in Jenny’s face while washing her father’s car - ”

“She was asking for it!”

“- you screamed bloody murder when you thought my mum was kidnapping us - ”

“I didn’t know it was her, and that’s what you’re supposed to do when someone tries to kidnap you!”

“ - you let your entire family eat drugged scones - ”

“I froze!”

“ - you thought the new neighbor was trying to kill you and stalked her for three whole days - ”

“She was suspicious looking!”

“She was not!"

“She had a hat and sunglasses all the time, James: how is that not suspicious?”

“It was summer! And for the last time, the fact that you jumped face first to the ground because you ‘thought’ she was going to run you over with her bike that one time, which she clearly wasn’t - ”

“You don’t know that.”

“I was there, Erin! I was there, and you’re mental, and I’m not denying what you’re feeling or dismissing it, but you’re not letting me explain myself, and you're freezing, so if you could just take my jacket and ear me out - ”

“I don't want your jacket.”

“Erin, you're turning blue! For fuck - Alright, you know what? Fine. Yes, I did agree with Laura when she told me that.”

Stop crying Erin. Just stop it.

Christ, but she hated herself.

She thought he saw him flinch as the tears started rolling again, but James kept going. “I did. Yes, she's been bugging me for the past month, which I didn't think you'd noticed or cared about by the way, because you've been so distant lately, and I thought you got tired of me and didn't give a shit and it's been freaking me out.”

He - what?

“And that sucked, and I didn't know what to do, and she sucked, always trying to get me alone or making excuses to spend time with me when all I could think about was what I was possibly going to do if you dumped me. And then she started trash talking you, which bugged me even more. So, when she started going on and on about how deranged you were, it pissed me off, so I told her the truth, which is that you are indeed fucking mental, and that that’s what one of the things that make you so fucking amazing, because the truth is Erin, that’s probably one of the main reasons I’m so in love with you!”

A beat. Another.

The music coming from the house was the only thing breaking the silence, now. Madonna, if she had to guess.

Madonna was playing, and James had just said -

For the second time tonight, it felt like all the air had left the room. Well, the garden this time. The freaking parc, given the size of the bloody - Christ but she couldn’t think.

“What?”

It took her a second to realize that it was her own voice she heard, however small it sounded. Her mind felt completely blank, her eyes focused on - him. Only him. On the tons of curls on top of his head. On that strong jawline of his. On his lips, slightly opened in shock, his beautiful green eyes wide, as if he couldn't believe what he had just said himself.

And then, after a second that felt like forever, on the way he squared his shoulders back, all signs of confusion or surprise suddenly replaced by a confidence, a certainty she’d rarely seen in him, if ever. He was looking straight at her.

And when he spoke again, her heart missed a beat. “I'm in love with you, Erin. And that’s - Jesus, that’s not how I was supposed to tell you,” he chuckled dryly, annoyed with himself, draping a hand over his face before quickly turning serious again.

“But I am. And to answer every inaccurate thing you've said in the past ten minutes now that I can actually speak: no, I didn’t hug Laura, I just went to get a glass of water for Clare, and next thing I knew she was throwing herself at me, blabbering something about her dog being sick. This thing about you and me, I do intend on taking it somewhere - very far, in fact, because it is serious. I don’t want to be free, and I don’t want to be just your friend: I want to be with you. I didn’t kiss you just for a laugh, I wasn’t just fooling around: I want you.”

Inside, she could feel her heart beating faster, always faster.

She wasn’t having a heart attack, right?

Still firmly standing in front of her, James kept going. “I agreed to keep it a secret from the girls because I thought that was what you wanted, and I guess it was easier in the beginning, but then weeks passed, and you still hadn’t said anything, and I was scared to bring the subject up because I was scared that - that you were just embarrassed of being with the wee English fella, and that you’d want to break things off. I don’t care about this party, I don’t care about Laura, and for the record, she’s not the one I found beautiful and perfect and funny and interesting. And finally...Yes, you’re mental. Absolutely fucking mental, and that’s one of the many reasons I’m in love with you. That I’ve been in love with you for a while, actually.”

It was a funny thing, really.

As far as she could remember, Erin had always, always been able to talk back. In fights, in arguments, in desperate attempts to hide the truth and come up with some crap instead, whether it was in front of her Ma, Sister Michael, or even Michelle (even drunk Michelle). She was a master at it. No matter the situation, its level of danger, no matter the stress possibly involved, she just - always had a mouth bigger and smarter than she actually was. It was like a superpower, really.

The only time she’d been rendered speechless was the day James told them he was leaving Derry, and, in spite of everything she’d suddenly felt simultaneously building up and breaking inside of her, she hadn’t been able to speak up. To beg him to stay, to please, please stay with them. With her. And God, how she had wanted to.

And now, the same pretty green eyes staring right at her, it was happening again.

Jesus, but what was it with that English?

When she did finally get enough of a hold of herself to articulate, she barely managed the five words.

“You’re in love with me?”

The corner of his lips went up, just a little. “Of course I am, Erin. Although again, I would have really preferred not to say it for the first time yelling at you in Jenny Joyce’s insanely huge back garden while you’re crying,” he joked, happy when that got a not particularly graceful snort out of her.

“I’m not crying.”

His smile turned so worried, so apologetic at that - so James. “Yes, you are.”

He took a small, tentative step then, another, and before she knew it, he was standing right in front of her, shrugging off his jacket and wrapping it around her body. It smelled wonderful.

Both his hands holding it closed by the front, he eventually looked back at her, his face so close, she could feel one of his wild curls tickling her forehead.

“Hi.”

“I’m sorry I made you cry,” and feck, was that making her cry even harder? For the love of -

“I thought you liked her.”

“I know.”

“You should, you know. She’s far better than me. And Charlene likes you too now, you should know that. She’s a ride too, and she - she really likes you.”

“And I like you. I really like you.” Christ, but that smile.

Before she could say anything else, he closed the small distance left between them, and Erin could feel the goosebump run down her back as he settled his hands at the small of it, his forehead against hers.

Holding her close - so blissfully close. “It’s a shame, too, actually. Your Granda use to like me - now he’s going to come at me harder than he comes at your Da.”

And although he was joking, James couldn’t help the scared, desperate look on his face at the thought of what was coming for him (which it was, really), and, still shaken up by the emotional rollercoaster they’d just rode, by him, right here, by everything, Erin just - burst out laughing.

That night, James kissed her even though she was disgusting and probably covert in snot, held her hand the whole time and didn’t stop looking at her that way, and Erin realized that she’d probably never been this happy before (Take That concert included).

When she told him she was in love with him, the smile he gave her made her think that maybe, that was true for him too.

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#erin x james #james x erin #jerin #derry girls #i'm so disappointed #i had such an idea of what i wanted to do and i blew it #so yeah it does suck sorry #but it's been forever and i needed to post it to move on and write something else #hopefully you'll enjoy it a little anyway #fanfiction

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merevide · 3 years ago

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i’m so insulted and raging over what laura neal said about how eve would be reborn and move on as a new person post-V. what a load of SHITTT the whole point of the show was that she COULDNT move on from V and once she actually got together with her, their partnership was perfect and what she had craved the entire time. laura neal has ZERO understanding of these characters.

YOU. you get it. exactly. "she would move on!" my fucking ass. her whole rebirth was already through villanelle. she found a home with her, she embraced her darkness through her when she let her in. killing villanelle was killing eve in a sense even though it wasn't physically. she was the other half of her soul. i do not even know how they got to that conclusion, this just feels like a shitty late april fools joke

#killing eve #killing eve spoilers #ke finale #killing eve finale spoilers #asks

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Home: Where She Belongs

[Levi Schuler x Laura Day Masterlist]

Pairing: Levi Schuler x Laura Day [F!MC] with Lily (daughter) Book: Mother of the Year (chapter 16) Word Count: <1,600 (sorry it's a big long!) Rating: General

Prompts: @choicesaugustchallenge relaxation; @choicesbookclub : MOTY Replay Chapter 16 ; @wackydrabbles #108 (prompt in bold)

A/N: As a whole MOTY is a solid book, but one thing that I hated was the fact that instead of going home with her daughter after winning the court case MC sneaks off with her LI for a 30 diamond scene. I love those scenes, but that wasn't the time.

Synopsis: Following the celebration with their friends over the court case win, Laura and Lily head home for a private celebration, knowing they had won and no one would keep them apart. [Fluff with some comfort/care]

Bliss. Laura thought after some consideration. That's what this is—bliss.

Her body fluttered with a pleasant warmth that enveloped her in its comfort and relaxation. She breathed easily for the first time in weeks, the weight of the world no longer on her shoulders. She could simply enjoy the moment without worry of tomorrow.

She knew better than to expect the future to be sunshine, rainbows, and unicorns, but for the moment, this was enough—actually, it was more than enough—it was perfect. The outcome might not have been everything she wanted, but it was better than what she feared. Lily was hers, and she always would be.

The voices of her friends surrounded her. They had all been eager to join in for a celebratory dinner. She had never needed to ask them to be there; they just were. She wondered how she and Lily would have survived in Goldcliffe without them; thankfully, they'd never need to figure it out.

Laura leaned forward, resting her chin on the back of her hand as she watched Levi play a game with Lily and Luz across the table. Their laughter was a melody in the night air, one that filled her heart with joy. Her eyes glistened in the dimming light. She wondered if the smile etched on her face would ever fade.

Lily's mouth opened, a silent yawn slipping out between excited explanations of her science fair project and how her newly rebuilt rocket was better than the previous one.

"It's late," Laura finally said, interrupting their game. "You've had a big day, my Stargirl. We both have. How about we head home?" Home—Laura couldn't help but smile at the word. Lily was going home with her, where she belonged.

"Okay," Lily agreed, without any complaining, knowing they had already planned their own little private celebration.

Laura said her goodbyes, thanking her friends once more for all they had done. Lily made her rounds, giving hugs and reminding everyone of the upcoming science fair.

"Thank you," Laura whispered as Levi drew her into his arms, holding her safely. "I couldn't have survived this without you."

"As much as my ego thanks you for that, you're the strongest person I know. You can survive anything." He brushed a kiss on her forehead as he leaned back, his attention turning to Lily. He pulled her into a bear hug that lifted her off the ground, causing her to giggle into his shoulder. "Goodnight, Rocket. I'm glad we'll still get to be neighbors. I'd hate to lose my partner in crime."

"I'm glad I get to stay too!" Lily beamed. "Do you want to come have celebration hot chocolate with us?"

"Celebration hot chocolate?" Levi set her back on the ground and bent down to her level. "I don't want to mess up whatever you and your mom have planned. You two have fun."

"But, there's extra marshmallows!!!" Her eyes widened, pleading with him.

"Extra marshmallows, huh?"

Lily nodded enthusiastically. "And whipped cream. And cinnamon! And chocolate syrup!"

"Wow. That is tempting." His gaze shifted to Laura, who was attempting to hide her smile behind her hands. "Are you sure?"

"Yes! You have to come!" She insisted, slipping her hand into his. "Right, mom?"

"I think she's right. I mean, how can you argue against celebration hot chocolate with extra marshmallows, whipped cream, chocolate syrup, AND cinnamon?" Laura shrugged in defeat as if though there were no other options than to accept.

"Then, there's nowhere else I'd rather be," Levi decided.

It didn't take long for the water to heat once they returned home. They worked together, moving through the kitchen as if it had always been like this—the three of them. Levi got the mugs ready with the powdered chocolate mix. Laura carefully poured water into each, leaving plenty of room for Lily to add all the toppings.

Marshmallows rained down over the three cups as she scooped large handfuls onto each mug. Lily grinned excitedly as she tipped the can of whipped cream, creating white, fluffy mountains, with one peak noticeably higher than the others.

"Do you think you need that much sugar before bed?" Laura questioned with a raise of her brow.

Lily's eyes widened, and she nodded enthusiastically. "It's a celebration!"

"Just this once!" Laura kissed the top of her daughter's head, her fingers trailing through her silky, black hair. Every day had always been a treasure with Lily, but now more so than ever. She would never take a second of their time together for granted.

Lily sprinkled cinnamon on hers and her mom's cups. "Do you want some, Levi?"

"Hmm‚" he pondered. He dipped his fingers through her cinnamon-dusted, whipped cream ridge, sampling it. "Mmm, that is good!"

"Hey!" Lily pouted. "No fair."

Levi laughed, a playful smirk pulling at his lips. He scooped up some of the fluffy topping off of his cup and dotted it on her nose. "Better?"

Lily's mouth fell open in surprise. Her hand was on the can of whipped cream again. The nozzle pointing at Levi, her finger hovering dangerously on the trigger, ready to set it off with the slightest change in pressure.

Their gaze narrowed at one another, the corners of their lips pulling up as silence fell in the kitchen.

"If it's war you want—" Lily began, breaking the quiet. "Then you shall have it."

Levi grabbed the plastic container of chocolate syrup, holding it up. "Two can play at that game, Rocket."

Lily stood in her chair, keeping her finger carefully on the nozzle. "I have the high ground."

Before he could respond, Laura stepped in, snatching both containers from them.

"Mom!"

"Laura," Levi moaned, matching Lily's tone but adding a teasing wink.

"You two are trouble!"

"Only the best kind of trouble, right?" Levi took his mug and lifted it up. "What do you say, rocket—partners in crime still?"

Lily lifted her mug, clinking it against his. "Space partners in crime," she added.

"How could I forget?" He took a sip of his cocoa as Lily did the same. Both of them ended up with whipped cream on their noses.

Laura sighed happily, watching the two most important people in her world laugh effortlessly together.

After about an hour of Lily vibrating from her sugar high and rattling off the names of all the stars in the night sky above them, she finally crashed on the couch. Her eyes were closed, but her mouth still attempted to finish the list.

"I think it's time for bed, my little astronomer." Laura helped her sleepy daughter to her room to get ready for bed. She tucked her carefully under the covers, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Good night, my beautiful girl. I love you to Andromeda and back."

She paused at the door, taking another look back. A part of her worried she'd never have this moment again. The sight of Lily safely asleep in her bed, the glow-in-the-dark stars above her keeping watch as her daughter dreamt dreams bigger than she could ever imagine.

When she returned, she found Levi where she left him on the couch. She curled into his arms.

He brushed her hair back, kissing the crown of her head. "What do you need? What can I do for you? Lily wasn't the only one with a big day."

"This," she whispered, closing her eyes as she breathed in his scent. "Just hold me."

"Done." He hugged her closer, wrapping her in his warmth. His fingers caressed her back, massaging her tenderly. "I won't let go. I love you, Laura—you 'n Lily, more than I could've thought possible."

Her body trembled, and she let out a sharp cry. The tears she had pushed down all day erupted at the sound of his confession.

"Shh, it's okay. I've got you."

She buried her face in his chest, hoping to quell the tears that kept coming, not wanting to wake Lily.

"It's okay. You did good. Lily is safe. You're safe. It's going to be okay." He continued whispering tender encouragement in her ear as he kept her close, allowing the weeks of frustration and heartbreak to pour out.

Slowly, her breathing steadied, and her sobs subsided.

"That's it. You need sleep. Come on." He lifted her into his arms, much to her surprise. His brow arched as he caught her eye. "What? I said I wouldn't let go."

She nuzzled back into his neck. "Thank you...for everything."

"Shh, just rest." He carried her to her room at the end of the short hall, placing her down on the edge of the bed. He ran his thumb over her cheek, wiping away the last of her tears.

Her eyes were red and swollen. "Stay?"

"Are you sure?"

She stood to meet him, wobbling a little, not realizing how tired she was, but he was there to support her. She cupped his face. "I've never been more sure. I love you, Levi."

He kissed her softly. "Okay. Who am I to disagree with what the lady wants."

"Good. I'm not ready for you to let go yet." Laura slipped out of her clothes, grabbing a baggy t-shirt to put on.

"Great band!" Levi noted as he took off his pants and shirt and slid into bed. "I have the same shirt at home."

"No, you don't—" Laura climbed in, nestling into him once more. "—because this one's yours."

He breathed out a laugh as he rested his head on hers. He held her close, humming softly until she finally fell asleep in his arms.

Thank you for reading! I appreciate your support. Likes, reblogs, and comments are always amazing and make my day!

I hope you enjoyed this story. (Don't worry, Laura and Levi will still get their 30 diamond scene... that night just didn't feel appropriate for it).

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