#Carlos in this scene is wearing nothing but underwear

[whatsintheboxmh]

#is this correct? #give me a higher resolution image #BUT i'm the only one who cares about these details #Carlos in this scene is wearing nothing but underwear #4×18

[bluecollarmcandtf]

"Dude, I'm in your brother-in-law!"

Panic twists your gut as the bizarre scene sinks in! Those unnaturally clouded eyes are the trademark of Jimmy, your long-dead friend, and they're sitting in the skull of Carlos, your sister's fiance! The ghost is up to his usual antics, possessing yet another guy in your life without any regard to you.

"Did you imagine a tight gym rat like this would wear undies like these?" Jimmy chuckles, referring to Carlos' patterned boxers, "I mean how could you be so intimidated by a guy who's got hearts on his crotch?"

The underwear is the least of your worries: the man is supposed to be walking down the aisle in an hour! It may have been a dick move for your sister to get engaged to your high school bully, but that didn't mean you wanted her future husband to be late to the altar!

"Don't even bother asking me to get out of this body, dude!" the deep baritone of Carlos sings with Jimmy's cadence, "The only thing I plan on getting out of is this tux! Training like this needs to be appreciated, and who better to appreciate it than you? I'm sure you'd love to know what your sister is getting tonight..."

"I mean just look at these abs. It's like a rock hard washboard if you want a feel..." Jimmy winks one of his starkly blank eyes at you, "...speaking of being rock hard, it looks like you're enjoying this bonding time with your new brother-in-law. After all, Carlos does need to apologize for all the bullying he did in high school."

With a racing heart, you shush him and beg for Johnny to leave. He needs to return Carlos to normal before anyone notices! The wedding would be over if someone found the groom naked and flirting with the brother of the bride!

"If you're gonna be my new little bro..." Jimmy says with an unsettlingly accurate impression of Carlos' demeanor, "...then I think you should get to know me. Come on and grab my fat, meaty pecs; pinch my nipples; let me know who the real man is around here..."

It's hard to resist. You've only ever caught stolen glances at Carlos. The jerk would always shove you into a locker when he caught you staring in his direction, yet now he was begging for your attention.

"Come on, bro. Grab my athletic little ass and grope my crotch. It's the least I can do after targeting you for all these years."

Before you realize what you're doing, you find yourself rushing towards the shredded latino and pressing yourself against his exposed body, layered with dense musculature. Part of you still expected Carlos to kick you in the nuts and call you a slur, but his lips instead gleefully embrace your own.

"Damn, if I'd known being queer was this good, I woulda married you and not your sister!" he exclaims. You just roll your eyes, knowing Carlos isn't actually saying these things. Jimmy is just puppeteering his mouth for your amusement, "I bet having your dick in my mouth will be better than the tits of any girl! The only way a piece of crap like me can apologize is on my knees..."

You stifle a moan as all 200 lbs of the naked jock drops to his knees with a dopey grin. Carlos' soulless eyes stare at the tent in your pants like it's the most desirable thing in the world. It doesn't take long for him to unbuckle your pants and open his mouth...

...twenty minutes later, you're still catching your breath while Carlos slowly redresses.

"Now you can watch your sister marry this homophobic dirtbag and know that you've shoved your shaft down his throat," Jimmy purrs, enjoying his final moments in Carlos' form, "I'm not going to brush his teeth, so he'll have to taste you throughout the entire wedding."

You giggle at the thought of the guy wondering about the strange flavor in his mouth while reading his vows. Somehow, Carlos doesn't seem as big or intimidating as he once did.

"If it were up to me, I'd commandeer his whole life," Jimmy went on with a sparkle of enthusiasm in Carlos' clouded retinas, "I'd walk him out there in nothing but his heart-patterned undies and announce to his whole family that he's a flaming homosexual. Then I'd like to spend a couple weeks working his body as a stripper at the nearest club, and of course I'd come home to you every night..."

The idea of Carlos coming out to his orthodox family and working as a stripper is an insane one, but it did turn you on. It's too bad your sister's taken a liking towards him, otherwise, you'd tell Jimmy to go crazy with the guy.

"Imagine your old high school bully coming home to you every night, hot and sweaty from dancing all day, with a new skimpy costume for you to explore. Damn, I'd want you to find a new way to degrade me each night while I wore him. It'd be healthy, I think, after all he's put you through."

Jimmy's crazy ideas never cease to amaze you. A little time belittling Carlos sounds hot as hell!

You give Carlos one last kiss and remind your paranormal buddy that he has to leave soon. The stud frowns, looking sad that he won't be possessed by a gay spirit anymore. At least you know that if this man ever screws up, if he ever wrongs your sister, if he ever hurts her; Jimmy is just one seance away from charging back in his body and making this twisted fantasy come true. It's only a matter of time before Carlos screws up his marriage, and then he's yours.

You almost can't wait for your sister's marriage to fall apart, and it hasn't even begun...

#gay possession #male body swap #male possession #gay ai art

[woodchoc-magnum]

911:Lone Star 2x07 Hate Watch

God you guys

This episode sucked so hard.

Friendly reminder - if you love this show, keep on keeping on, friend! I hate it!

Eddie Diaz to cleanse our hearts and minds before we embark on this journey of hate together:

Gwen can do better than Rob Lowe

He's not the one having second thoughts, she IS

Yes Gwen you are crazy for wanting to be with Rob Lowe

You can do better

What will be this episode's gross thing I wonder

CARLOS? IS THAT YOU?!

Why does Rob Lowe insist on doing all the stuff himself? Marjan could've climbed up there

What I love about TK in this scene is his total and utter lack of emotion

The flat register of his voice

It's such a phenomenal acting performance

They should nominate Ronen for an Emmy for the monotone alone

The outside of Rob Lowe's house is just as ugly as the inside

God this argument about what boring ugly kitchen stuff to keep is so fucking stupid

Oh I totally bought my friend one of those sloth tea infusers, she loves it

I also got her a shark

And… something else? A dinosaur?

These two are DOOMED

They can't even agree on kitchenware

And instead of communicating they just have sex

That's not the mark of a good relationship, friends

Is Nancy's foot still broken or nah?

I feel like Nancy hates TK as much as I do

Wait are paramedics geeks now

He CHANGED THE SYSTEM WITHOUT ASKING HER

No wonder she hates him

TK is so goddamn stupid and I hate his face so much

"Live in it for a minute"? Man fuck TK he sucks

Wait

How did they not know the fucking MRI machine was on?

Was there not a goddamn warning light?

Is there not an emergency shut off?

THE BUTTON IS ON THE FRONT OF THE FUCKING MACHINE ARE YOU FUCKING FOR REAL

"TK you got any metal in your body I need to know about?" "son you got a dick piercing or no?"

REALLY THEY TOOK THEIR FUCKING CLOTHES OFF FUCKING REALLY

This is legit the dumbest thing that's ever been on this show

This whole thing is so stupid

It was just an excuse to get everyone in their underwear

I just saw Rob Lowe's bulge

But I feel like I actually saw his dick in a movie once? The movie with Demi Moore… "About Last Night" – I'm like 90% sure you catch a glimpse of dick in that movie

Also off topic but Demi Moore looks absolutely fucking amazing in that movie and it has some full on 80s sex scenes and honestly, I was into it but Jim Belushi was also in that movie with his curly 80s mullet? So points are immediately subtracted

I would like to talk about Gina Torres and her goddamn BANGING BODY

GET IT GIRL

Judd is so nice and if he and Grace decided to move to LA, that wouldn't be the worst thing in the world

Oh wait Judd is complimenting Rob Lowe on his STYLE? JUDD WE NEED TO TALK

YOU'RE ON THIN GODDAMN ICE

Nancy hates TK and I don't blame her

Not one little bit

NO MASKS AT THE TAEKWONDO THING

NO ONE IS WEARING A MASK

I haven't seen one mask – except for in the hospital – this entire episode

I'm kinda confused as to why the kid doesn't want her there? But I also need to make it clear that I don't care

TK is actually stupid

CARLOS

Wow you get more that one scene this episode! Great work bro

TK is a melodramatic little bitch and I hate him

Carlos has a really nice house though and I do like his couch

Wait did TK have that earring in when he went into the MRI room?

I'm going to assume no? But honestly with this show it was probably in and visible in the scene

I love this friendship between Tommy and Grace

We're seven episodes in and Tommy is still carrying on about how hard it is to be at work instead of with her kids – lady, women do this all the time

I feel like I'm meant to have sympathy but I just don't.

IT'S NOT HIS FUCKING BABY

WHO IS ENZO

IT'S NOT HIS BABY

Okay so this baby is going to be born but it's NOT ROB LOWE'S

"Rebound guy?" ROB LOWE YOU ARE THE REBOUND GUY

It's not over, she's still into whoever this Enzo is and I'd like to meet him

Lisa Edelstein you can do better than this man and this show

God this episode is so boring, literally no one has exploded

The odds aren't in Rob Lowe's favour, he had chemo, his sperm are DEAD

Why is there a bottle of Jack Daniels on the kitchen island during breakfast?

Oh he put it in the omelette wow okay

Okay someone has to clean up after the food fight guys

The earring in TK's ear makes him look like a 90s fuckboy

Yeah I said it

Wait it's JANUARY IN LONE STAR?

Is it January in the OG?

For this one fucking character who had less than five minutes of screen time in Season 1, they sure are spending a lot of time forcing us to care about his death

Oh thank god this is nearly finished

Rob Lowe is about to have his heart broken I can't wait

Delete the email? GIRL READ THE EMAIL

READ IT

Pretentious and insufferable? YOU ARE, OWEN

YOU ARE THE WORST

IT'S NOT HIS BABY

IT'S NOT HIS I KNEW IT

God there is going to be so much white man pain after this fucking bullshit

These two are doomed, totally fucking doomed

She's running away, it's done

She totally loves Enzo

I really want to meet Enzo, I bet he's hot

YOU ARE THE REBOUND OWEN

AMAZING

It's like watching his heart be crushed in slow motion and I love every minute of it

I give this episode a solid 0/10, there was nothing enjoyable about it - nobody blew up, not even one SINGLE PERSON BLEW UP.

God I hate this show so fucking much

How can the OG be so good and this just be so utterly abysmal? What the fuck is going on in the Lone Star writers room?

Is there something in Rob Lowe’s contract that says he needs to be the focal point of every single episode? Because truly, that’s the problem. On the OG, everyone gets a chance to shine - they know how to have some characters take a backseat in certain episode to give others a moment on their own. That’s why you feel so connected to all of the characters.

Angela Bassett is first billed on the OG and not every episode revolves around her - because the writers for the OG understand how to let everyone have a turn in the spotlight!

But not on Lone Star, it’s the fucking Rob Lowe show and it SUCKS.

And nobody wears a goddamn mask

And the MRI scene was SO FUCKING STUPID

AND I HAD TO SEE TK IN HIS UNDERWEAR.

Worst episode ever - you know what? Revised score: -1,000,000/10 FUCK YOU LONE STAR

Diaz to cleanse and breathe and we are moving on and everything is fine:

#911 lone star hate watch #lone star hate watch #i hate tk strand with every fibre of my being #this episode was the worst yet #everyone is awful

[guysunderwearstories]

Hey guys! Something a little different today! A follower acrually wrote a story with Carson and Walt and I decided to post it. Though it’s different than what I usually write and I don’t intend to include it in the continuity of my stories, I really enjoy it and I think you guys will too!

“I’m a boxers guy!”, Carson yelled as he awoke from his deep sleep. Still feeling the embarrassment from the day where he dropped his pants in front of his boss and new co-worker, Carson laid his head on his pillow as tried to come to terms that it wasn’t a horrible nightmare but a reality.

After a few minutes of contemplation, he pulled the bed covers away and walked towards his mirror. Once there, Carson stood in front of it, casually idolizing his ripped six pack, arms, and thighs, that he worked so hard to maintain. Posing like a Greek god in his loose AE boxers with purple eggplants on them gave him the confidence he needed to get through the day.

“Hey Walt! You’re up before me? That’s a first!” Carson shouted, getting no response. “That’s weird” he thought to himself before seeing a letter on his bedroom door, “Woke up early to meet with Norm, see you in the office. PS: The suit you lend me it’s a bit big but fits nice - signed Walt”

“Wait, what?” Carson thought. After their encounter with his boss, Norm and Walt got to talking and surprisingly hit it off. Norm took a liking to Walt, told him Walt reminded him of himself back in the “good old days” of his youth. Norm demanded Carson to bring Walt to the firm to check it out. And Carson, trying to stay on his boss' good side, reluctantly agreed.

Carson frantically opened up his closet to see only one suit. It was a simple black suit that Carson had picked out for Walt to wear since he didn’t bring any office wear with him while he was staying over. However, the only problem was that it was a couple years old, back when Carson was younger and more lean. “Shit, Walt you tighty whities wearing loser! You took the wrong suit!”

“What am I going to do?” Carson thought to himself as he knew that all his other suits were in the dry cleaners. Not to mention, that he couldn’t miss today since he had a presentation with his new co-worker. While Carson had seniority, he couldn’t let the newbie out stage him.

Without much hesitation, Carson grabbed the suit and wrestled to put it on. As he put on the suit jacket, he could feel his muscles trying to burst thru. With sheer strength Carson managed to pull his pants up past his Adonis thighs but saw that his boxers got twisted and made it look like he was wearing some sort of diaper. Plus, the extra fabric made it harder to breathe. Carson knew he had to ditch the boxers but there was no way he was going commando, the chaffing would be too painful.

So in a hurry he dropped his pants to let his thighs breath and looked through his underwear drawer, looking for any tight boxers but with no success. At that moment, Carson saw his jockstrap. While Walt made his life a living hell by constantly teasing him about it, Carson couldn’t come to terms to throw it away. Carson was hesitant about wearing the piece of fabric outside the gym but he had no choice.

Fortunately the jockstrap was thin enough to work with the slacks. It gave him some room to breath but since the slacks were still a size or two small, it really highlighted his ass and bulge. Carson did his best to “cover” up his delicates but couldn’t stop worrying that his suit could burst at any moment.

Making it to his office, Carson did his best to go unnoticed while carefully taking small steps to keep his pants from ripping. “Finally, now where the hell is…” “Wow, Carson you’ve been working out.” Carson’s train of thought got interrupted, startled he turn around to see the newbie standing behind him.

“Oh hey, I didn’t see you there” Carson left out a nervous laugh, every breath felt like a punch to the gut. “I’m just looking for my little brother, have you seen him?” “I’ve seen him with Norm earlier but anyways, here is the copy of the report, I’m looking forward to presenting it with you.” Having his movement constricted Carson accidentally dropped the report on the ground. “Sorry about that” he replied. Carson knowingly that he couldn’t pick up the papers with the risk of his pants ripping open, left the papers on the floor. After an awkward moment of silence, the newbie left.

“See you then.” Carson quickly replied, doing his best not to breathe as much. Carson felt naked in front of his coworker, the suit left little to his imagination as the fabric rubbed against his groin and made it more noticeable, Carson covered himself as he saw the newbies eyes make contact with it.

With no choice Carson took one deep breath and bent down to pick up the papers. Suddenly he felt the suit strangle his entire body and in one exhale, the suit began to tear apart inch by inch. Like a scene from the Hulk, Carson's suit jacket was torn apart as his muscles tore through the fabric. While his pants ripped at the seams from both sides.

In one swept motion, Carson's entire suit came peeling off his body. In utter shock, he stood there frozen as the cold breeze from the office building brushed every part of his body. In nothing but a shredded shirt and his jockstrap, butt as naked.

“Hey Carson, the newbie told me you were...what the fuck!?!” Walt jumped back holding back his shock as he saw his older brother, Carson the accountant, the pride and joy of the family butt ass naked.

Carson coming back to his senses instinctively covers his crotch followed by his ass, alternating between the two. He couldn’t believe it, like a wild man he grabbed the report off the ground and used it to cover his groin.

“Carson, why are you a thong?” Carson beet red of embarrassment and fury latched out at Walt, “It’s a jockstrap! A jockstrap! Not a thong, can’t you see it has the straps?” Carson proceeded to show the back of his hairy ass to Walt (who was unimpressed) before shamefully remembering the predicament he was in.

“I’m in my jockstrap with my ass out because you took the wrong suit!” “Give me your suit, now!” Carson demanded. “No way dude!” Walt protested. After a few back and forth Carson had reached his limit. Anybody could walk in on him at any moment. “Walt please!” Walt seeing his semi-naked brother with almost tears in his eyes came up with a better idea. Walt will present on behalf of his brother, while Carson waits in the bathroom till the presentation is over. After all, Walt didn’t want to be stranded in his underwear. With no other choice, Carson agreed.

After a good hour, in the freezing bathroom stall, Walt finally finished and went to his brother aid. Carson came out of the stall covering his groin, “This day can’t get any worse”, before he could react Norm and the newbie walked in. “Oh my Walt, that was a marvelous presentation I hav- oh my! Carson, you know the changing room is on the other floor!”

I’m so happy that people have responded well to the stories including Carson. I keep introducing characters that I expect to be one-off foils to the main guys, but then I keep bringing them back. There was TJ, Seth, Carlos, and now Carson, and I’m still trying to think of ideas to bring back the coach or plumber! But knowing people enjoy these stories (both for their characters and their underpants), is what makes me want to continue writing them!

[sandalaris]

DVD Commentary A: Lesson in Navigation - The End of Chapter 5? Starting with: "She wakes to the sounds of the shower running and an empty bed across the room." (it may be slightly longer than 500 words, but only by like 60, don't cut off this line: "It reminds her a little of the way he'd case a potential score, half-lost in the calculations and newly revealed details, and she fights a shiver, looking away as she ties her laces and stands." cause it's one of my favorites)

A. Send me any passage of 500 words or less from any fanfic I’ve written, and stick that selection in my ask. I will then give you the equivalent of a DVD commentary on that snippet: what I was thinking when I wrote it, why I wrote it in the first place, what’s going on in the character’s heads, why I chose certain words, what this moment means in the context of the rest of the fic, lots of awful puns, and anything else that you’d expect to find on a DVD commentary track.

She wakes to the sounds of the shower running and an empty bed across the room. There’s a pounding behind her eyes, a physical protest against the late night and too short hours of restless sleep, and an irritation at the world under her skin.

This was a mixture between my personal dislike of developing a crush, because it feels awful in the beginning and I don’t get anyone who says they like feeling that way, and my being convinced that Kate didn’t sleep well after her realization the night before that led to Kate waking up cranky and with a headache from a bad night’s sleep.

Not gonna lie, I’m a little proud of the line “an irritation at the world under her skin.” I made a point not to cut it when my editing almost reworded it in such a way that it didn’t work.

She wants to roll over and escape back into unconsciousness for a few more hours but the digital clock beside her tells her its already well into late morning. Her stomach grumbles in hungry protest as Kate slips from the bed, blinking groggily in the muted light from the curtained window. 

I probably spent way too long trying to figure out exactly what time motels stop serving breakfast, especially when I didn’t even specify what time it actually was that Kate woke up, but that’s a big part of writing, doing a bunch of research you never actually use. I spent a lot of time trying to figure out the timeline so that I could stick as close to canon as I could, and I needed it to be late enough that they wouldn’t arrive at Uncle Eddie’s too soon but also wouldn’t have to skip out eating. Parts of the breakfast scene were already written and I really didn’t want to have to chuck them all and make them eat in the car.

The shower turns off and Seth appears a few minutes later clad in boxers and pulling his undershirt on over his head.

Seth was always going to come out in some kind of clothes, but I did amuse myself with the idea of writing him coming out in a towel and a flustered Kate grumpily dealing with that.

It’s such a small thing, I doubt anyone’s noticed or cares that much, but I try very hard to only call Seth’s white tanks “undershirts.”

Lingering patches of moisture glue the thin material along the lines of his chest and torso and Kate’s eyes catch and stick for a moment, a faint echo of heat pulsing low in her stomach.

Because now that Kate’s realized she’s attracted to him, she's going to notice such things in a way she didn’t quite before. And Seth seems like the kind of guy to not fully dry off before pulling some of his clothes back on (but not all, because pants on damp skin doesn’t work). They’ve also developed quite a bit of casual intimacy with each other by the time season two starts, and coming out in what is essentially his underwear falls under that.

I was also wanted to touch on the idea that Kate finds her feelings/attraction to him a bit inconvenient. Not only does she have to deal with everything else going on in her life, she’s now distracted by Seth in a damp undershirt and runs the risk of being caught staring.

I’m also asexual and do not understand the appeal of visual stimuli in a purely sexual context. I read a lot various slowburn romances dealing with sexual attraction in hopes that I could get Kate’s physical attraction/noticing of Seth across in this and the chapters following. I know this is just a short line, but “a faint echo of heat pulsing low in her stomach” was practically agonized over as I tried to figure out if that was something that was plausible. *shrug* It’s easier to imagine/write about when there’s touching and/or emotions involved.

He pauses when he sees her, gaze flicking down to her bare feet before coming back up to her sleep mussed hair.

“Sleeping Beauty finally wakes,” he greets almost cheerfully and Kate scowls at him.

It’s a cliche and I don’t care, Seth one-hundred percent noticed her wearing his shirt and only his shirt, especially with her just-out-of-bed hair. He’s also more than a little amused by Kate’s sleepy state, because sleepy people are adorable and you can’t convince me otherwise.

The fandom refers to Kate as a Disney princess enough that I just had to put a reference in as well. :P And Seth will take a teasing opportunity when it presents itself, especially after last night and her new awareness of him. And I’m stopping there because I do have his version of this scene written and I don’t want to spoil everything that’s going through his head.

And of course, grumpy!Kate.

Seth, she’d discovered shortly into their life on the road, is a morning person. Even when hungover he’s able wake-up fairly alert and ready to get moving, while Kate has always needed time to shed the lingering effects of sleep. “Get dressed. Breakfast ends in forty-five minutes.” 

“Yeah yeah,” she mumbles, rolling her eyes as she heads towards the now vacant bathroom.

I took most of that from canon and just expanded on it a bit. We only see him wake up the once, but he definitely got up and got moving really quickly. It wasn’t much to decide that he’s a morning person.

She finds her clothes folded haphazardly on the bathroom counter, pausing with a flash of muted embarrassment at the sight of her underwear sitting on top of her jeans.

It amused me to think of Seth catching sight of Kate’s clothes on the shower and then having to pull them down and poorly folding them. Just the domesticity of it, of sharing a living space with another person and all those little things that you end up doing/seeing. But it also takes on a different, more embarrassing context when you like someone and you realize they’ve seen your bra and panties sitting out.

It’s ridiculous, Seth must have seen every article of clothing she owns at some point or another, either when doing laundry or because life in one room motels doesn’t leave a lot of space for modesty, but there’s something about knowing he had to pull her delicates down from the top of the shower curtain that leave her self-conscious and eyeing the simple faded green cotton critically.  

I was thinking of those moments when you run into your crush and suddenly you’re thinking about how your shirt still has that coffee stain from this morning or how messy you’re desk/apartment/workspace/etc looks and just becoming suddenly self-conscious of how they are taking in you and your stuff. And again, the whole he saw her bra and panties thing and then had to move them out of the way.

She shakes it off, brushing her teeth and using the restroom quickly before pulling on her panties and jeans.

I’ll admit, this line was mostly because I didn’t want to forget that these are people and they need to do basic human things like use the restroom.

Her shirt from the day before is full of weird wrinkles and her bra still too damp from where the lightly padded cups absorbed their fair share of water and she hesitates only a moment before shoving them both in the plastic shopping bag.

Part of this was an excuse to get Kate in Seth’s shirt for a bit longer (for reasons), although the bra part was more inspired because I noticed Kate wears bras with slight padding and I know they can take too long to dry.

Folding the sleeves of Seth’s shirt up to her elbows and removing the smudges of make-up from below her eyes go a long way to making her look presentable, but she still morns the loss of her few cosmetics and face wash. Or god, even a hairbrush, running her fingers through her hair only does so much.

I hadn’t entirely realized the implications of Kate and Seth running into Carlos right after their dinner and then having to flee until the conversation Kate had with Sonja in the parking lot. (I’m a pantser, I set write something and then think about the consequences after :P) In the first draft, Seth didn’t come back with anything after getting a room so there was no bag or Tylenol for Kate’s headache or toothbrushes. But he also didn’t get much, and I wanted to show the consequences of running with virtually nothing and how much you miss the little things.

Seth’s brows knit together when he sees her, but he doesn’t comment.

Seth and seeing her wearing his damn shirt and the statement it implies... yeah...

He watches her though, throwing on his suit jacket and buttoning it closed as Kate pulls on her socks and shoes, something thoughtful and a bit intense behind his eyes. It reminds her a little of the way he'd case a potential score, half-lost in the calculations and newly revealed details, and she fights a shiver, looking away as she ties her laces and stands.

Seth is a strategist guy, and when he’s casing a job he’s figuring out angles and how to best approach. He knows how to work the job, how to study all the pieces and get everything set up to give himself the best possible outcome. Its a rather focused look he has, his attention devoted on gathering as much information as he can and working out the steps he’ll need to take. Not to imply that Kate is something he's going to steal (although he kind of already did that) or that he’s got some grand master plan here, but rather this newly discovered (on her part) possibility between them and the statement she’s subconsciously implying and just this shift in their relationship... there’s a strategy to courtship and Seth knows strategy.

“C’mon,” she mutters, shoving what little possessions they have into the bottom of her bag. “I’m hungry.”

I’ll be entirely honest, I struggled way too much with how to end this scene. I swear that line gave me more trouble than the rest of the scene combined.

#my writing #asked and answered #sethkate

[terrie01]

From @aquaexplicit:

Ok so it's longer than 500 words but can we get your DVD commentary on the last chapter of of rarest quality? Id love to know a little more of what's going on in Harry's head! If there's anything past Cisco is in short shorts.

Yeah, just a touch longer than 500 words there. ;) This is going under a Read More, because I don’t want to clutter up people’s dash. My comments in italics

When Harry opens the door, Cisco doesn’t so much walk as ooze through the door. He flops down on the couch, letting his limbs land wherever they wanted. Harry stares. His blue eyes are wide, pushing his eyebrows up towards his hairline. His mouth opens slightly and then closes. It’s not Harry’s usual behavior. Cisco asks, “What?”

So this is partially inspired by my deep hatred of summer and humidity. I prefer winter, because you can always put on another layer, but summer? There are days when you’re lying around naked and it’s still hot and gross, and you can’t exactly take off your skin and hang it in the closet for later.

It was also inspired by Carlos at ComicCon.  Because I kept thinking “Man, we’re never going to see his legs on show, are we?”

“Were you thinking of trying something besides the elbow?” Harry’s question makes no sense, until he gestures to his neck and then down to his legs.

Also at ComicCon, Carlos had his hair pulled back. I really like his ears. My biggest regret is that with his hair longer, we don’t see him tucking his hair behind his ears as much. As a gesture, it’s just adorable. Not that I don’t enjoy the character still, but as the season’s have gone on, it seems like the show has done “Nope, he’s getting too old to be adorable.” No more hair tucking, and when was the last time we saw Cisco with candy? He is still capable of adorable, people!

Cisco raises a hand to his hair, pulled back in a ponytail, instead of loose like Harry has seen it before. He glances down at his shorts. His collapse onto the couch made them ride up, nearly to his hips, leaving most of his legs bare and exposed. He fights the urge to tug them back down. “It’s, like, 300 degrees out. I'm just trying not to die.”

I actually have a pair of shorts that I love, but they do this. “Hi, let me sit down wrong and show the whole room the color of my underwear!” And they’re not short-short, just loose and baggy, so they ride up easily. 

“Of course, right.” There’s a wistful edge to Harry’s words. “It’s just… It's a very provocative look.”

“Provocative, huh? I'll keep it in mind that sticky and sweaty does it for you.”

Yes, this is totally intended as innuendo. By me, not by Cisco. Cisco is thinking “I am so gross right now. You’re going to have to peel me off this couch, because I think I’m stuck to it.” 

“Not really. I don't suppose I could get you to wash up?”

“What, like a shower?” Cisco isn't eager to get naked in the home of a guy who just told him he looks provocative. It's not that he doesn’t trust Harry. He just has limits.

“No, more like… Here, wait a moment.” Harry leaves the room, heading towards the bathroom. Cisco leans forward off the couch. Harry putters away out of sight for a few moments, then returns. He has a damp washcloth in his hands that he offers to Cisco with an expectant look. “Unless you want me to do it for you?”

I’m sure Harry would be fine with Cisco showering. But he gets that it’s a bit much. This is a professional relationship. Even if Cisco did show up looking like he was trying to seduce Harry. Though, really, if you want to go full on seduction of a vampire, it’s true that sweaty is maybe not the best look. If you really want to make it blatant, put your hair up and then wear a short chain necklace or a pair of dangling earrings. Something to draw the eye to the neck. But showing up with arms, neck and leg all bare? It’s very akin to a Playboy photoshoot.

“I got it.” The cloth is cool where he runs it over his arms. After the swampy weather of outside, he can’t resist running it over his forehead and along the back of his neck. He turns to give the cloth back to Harry and finds the man looking at the wall. There’s a faint red staining his cheeks and the tips of his ears. Cisco didn’t know that he could blush. Now that it’s too late, it occurs to him that wiping down his neck just after being told the sight of it was provocative was not a good idea. Cisco clears his throat and holds out the wash cloth. “Sorry for making the awkward more awkward there.”

“I’m not… It’s… You made it clear last time that I need to be respectful of your boundaries.” He takes back the cloth without looking directly at Cisco.

Despite writing a thigh biting piece, I think Harry is, in his heart, a neck guy. Being able to whisper in their ear, wrap your arms around them to hold them to you? Harry is ALL for that.

“What? You take one look at me and won’t be able to stop from jumping me? I know I look good, but that seems like a bit much.”

“I'm not an animal, Ramon. I'm not going to ravish you. I’m simply trying to abide by your wishes.” He twists the cloth in his hands.

Harry’s just a touch wound up at this point. He undeniably wants, but isn’t sure how much he’s allowed to want. Cisco shows up looking like the vampiric equivalent of jerk-off material, but isn’t acting like it. There are mixed signals all over the place.

“Look as much as you want.” Cisco spreads his arms wide. “Look until your eyes fall out of your head, for all I care. It’s when the rest of you comes into play that there are potential issues.”

“Well, that’s good to know.” Harry turns to him and his gaze drags hot and heavy over Cisco. He doesn’t even try to hide the way he runs his tongue along the tips of his teeth. It makes something tighten and flutter in Cisco’s stomach and he can’t stop himself from running his tongue along his own lower lip in return. Harry smirks, a small quirk of his lips, and holds up the wash cloth. “Let me just get rid of this.”

He might not be allowed to touch it all, but if he can look? Harry’s going to to look. Vampires are into self-control, mainly because if they’re not, they get killed, but self-denial is not really a thing.

The moment Harry steps out of the room, Cisco pulls the legs of his shorts down to properly cover his thighs. It makes him feel less on display. He puts a hand to his hair tie, considers pulling it out, but the thought of it clinging to the back of his neck in the current heat is just too gross. He runs a hand down one arm. The heat also means short sleeves. He’s going to have to be careful for the next few days. He doesn’t want the wrong person seeing the marks Harry leaves.

Ever had long hair sticking to the bad of your neck in the heat? It’s the worst. The absolute worst. 

Which reminds him. He calls down the hall after Harry, “Hey, can I ask you a question?”

“Can I stop you?” comes back.

Harry’s got Cisco’s number by now. :)

“You could refuse to answer.” Not that Cisco is that easily deterred. “Anyway, I was wondering. Can you tell if someone has been bitten?”

Harry walks back into the room, his eyebrows drawn together. “Why would you ask that?”

Harry’s thinking “That is an oddly specific question. Because he obviously isn’t asking about marks, because that would be a stupid question and nothing I’ve seen suggests this guy is stupid. So why the heck is he asking?” Harry doesn’t like not knowing things.

“It just a question, Harry.” Something in his tone makes Cisco feel like he’s asked something personal.

“But why that question?” When Cisco doesn’t say anything, Harry sits down next to him. “That’s not the kind of question that comes out of nowhere. Did something happen?”

So many bad scenarios going through Harry’s mind right now. The worrywart. 

“I’ll answer that if you answer mine first.”

That gets him a frown and narrowed eyes, before Harry nods with a sharp jerk of his head. “The bite does produce a temporary shift in pheromones. It's how I knew your predecessor had violated the rules on exclusivity. But it’s not something that comes up very often, so I'm curious as to why you would even ask about it.”

And we finally find out what happened to the last guy. He went and cheated on Harry. Bad unnamed guy. Don’t get greedy and show up smelling like you’ve been with someone else. And now we also know why Harry sniffs Cisco when he comes in. 

“There was this girl, at this club --”

“What club?”

Harry’s interruption forces him to take a moment to regather his thoughts. “I didn’t pick it. It’s over on 29th and Bowen…”

“The Flash?”

Couldn’t help myself.

“Yeeeeaaaah.” Cisco tries to picture Harry at a dance club. Even the mental image is awkward and uncomfortable. “How did you know?”

“It’s popular with a particular crowd. It’s basically a blood market. If I’d know you’d go there, I would have warned you.”

Because I love making up slang for my AU. Blood market is both a play on meat market for the dating scene and the actually selling of feeding that Cisco does.

Annoyance spikes through Cisco. “But otherwise you weren’t going to mention I’ve been going around with a giant ‘Bite me’ sign.”

“You’re not--” Harry pinches the bridge of his nose. “If anything, it’s the opposite.”

“So, what? It says ‘Property of Harry,’ instead?” Cisco throws up his hands. “Because that’s so much better.”

Harry tilts his hand back and forth in a “so-so” gesture. “More feudal than in any sort of property sense.”

So I see a serious noblesse oblige attitude between a vampire and someone they feed from routinely. At least on the vampire’s side. You have to take care of them, ensure they are treated properly, protected. A human might see it as a little like being a pet. But the marking would be, from the vampire side, a little like wearing an engagement ring. “Hey, I’m taken. Not appropriate to hit on me.”  

“That doesn’t actually help your argument. And you didn’t think that fell under things I need to know?” For a guy who, ten minutes earlier, had been looking at the wall in an attempt to honor Cisco’s boundaries, Harry is quick to fail the rest of Cisco’s requests.

“It’s been over fifty years since I had it come up. It never occurred to me that it would be an issue.” Harry shrugs. “I can give you a list of places where it might be an issue, but even then, no one will push if you let them know you’re under an exclusive agreement.”

Cisco considers. “Fifty years? Seriously?”

“I told you. There’s a bit of a feudal mentality to it. Approaching you would be an insult to me. It implies I'm unable to uphold my end of our agreement.” Harry takes in Cisco’s expression and adds, “It may not seem like much to you, but it’s a serious insult.”

Like, duels of honor have been fought over this stuff in the past. “You’re not taking care of what’s yours, so I’m taking it from you.” Like someone putting the moves on your spouse. Combine that with the slightly patronizing view vampires have of humans (when you live for hundreds of years, it’s hard not to treat the humans as children), there’s a possessive streak there no matter how much Harry tries to pretend otherwise.

Cisco picks at a stray thread on his shorts. “Why is it that every time I find out there’s something else I don't know?”

Harry folds his hands together and rested his chin atop them. Blue eyes study Cisco. “If I woke up human tomorrow, what would I need to know?”

Cisco blinks. “I don’t know. Wouldn’t you know most of it already?”

“Would I? Are you sure? I haven't been human for a very long time.” He tapped a thumb against his lower lip. “Like, for instance, milk. Why are there so many kinds? It’s nothing like what actually comes out of a cow, I know that much. How do you know which kind to buy?”

“Milk? You want to know about buying milk?” Cisco buys 2%. It was his mom bought when he was a kid.

“It’s not about the milk. My point is there’s a lot I don’t even realize you don’t know. And you don’t always know the questions you need to ask.” Harry sighs. “I am trying to abide by our agreement. But it’s rather more difficult than I had anticipated.”

In Harry’s day, milk came in one version. Straight out of the cow. He really is trying, but humans and their world change so fast. He tries to keep up, tries not to fall into the stagnation his kind are prone to, but it’s hard. Things that were once common knowledge, including common knowledge about vampires, are almost unheard of these days. 

Plus, you have Hollywood, with their stupid stories. I imagine there’s something like Twilight in this universe. A story of a high school girl who falls in love with a vampire. Which drives actual vampires up the wall, because 1) vampires don’t change people to make happy little families. You have connections with the one who changed you, and those of the same bloodline, but generally, over the decades, you drift apart, like an extended family. Vampires tend to be fairly solitary. You might be close to one or two others (like Len and Lisa), but a whole household is nuts. Personal space! 2) No vampire is going to go to high school simply because that was the age they were when they were changed. That’s just dumb. Plus, you just don’t change people that young. 

Vampires have OPINIONS on how they are shown in popular media. 

Harry hasn’t given Cisco any reason to think he’s not trying. He’s answered Cisco’s questions. He’d agreed to Cisco’s demands, and while it’s not the easy answers Cisco had hoped for, it doesn’t seem malicious. He remembered the feeling of being in the hallway in the club, no one else around. He’s alone with Harry, more alone than he ever was in the club, but it doesn’t feel the same. He shakes out his arm and holds it out to Harry. “I’m going to want that list of places to watch out for.”

“Of course.” He reaches out to hold Cisco’s arm in position. His fingers brush against Cisco’s neck, before dropping lower to wrap around his upper arm. Cisco doesn’t think it was deliberate, but he shivers. He wonders what it would be like. He doubts he’ll ever be brave enough to find out.

So, yeah, there’s some of my thoughts. I am open to any follow up questions, because I kinda love this AU and like babbling about it. :) 

#my writing #asked and answered #harrisco #of rarest quality

[fyeahwynonnaearp]

What Just Happened?!?: Gonna Getcha Good (S02E03)

After watching the opening scene a bajillion times and telling myself “Calm down, Flaming Ladybug”, I ended up rewatching the episode a grand total of six times in order to get my thoughts in order. And boy! did I miss a crap ton of stuff. Before I delve in, let’s get some minor stuff out of the way:

New Character(s)

Tucker Gardner (Caleb Ellsworth-Clark): The youngest Gardner sibling and the “town pervert” according to eldest sister Mercedes. He gives out creepy vibes and was choked out by Gooverly for being homophobic. Beth Gardner (@meghanheffern): The middle Gardner child and, as stated by big sis Mercedes, the “directionless shut-in”. She seems to be super protective of baby brother. No matter how creepy and pervy he gets.

Monster(s) of the Week

Marzaniok, Bringer of Good and Bad Fortune, or “Marzipan”, as Wynonna calls it: First emerged 10 years ago from the trophy case of Purgatory High, or did it? Honestly, all we know was a group of 17-year-old hockey players got high and summoned the burlap-wearing creature via a spell given to them by their tired-of-losing-all-the-time coach. Next thing they know? There was a Wizard of Oz reject coming from the trophy case and granting their wishes, until it started hunting them down.

Final Thoughts (No Spoilers)

This was an episode that needed so many re-watches, and not because of the glorious cheerleading sequence. It may not have been obvious, but this episode was very Nicole-centered and may as well have been titled “Nicole and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day”. 

It’s nice and refreshing to see Nicole outside of Wayhaught. We know Nicole as the thoughtful and supportive girlfriend, even when she was upset with the whole BBD un-deputizing thing. We get a peek into who she is without Waverly. BTW, Nicole Haught is awesomely unapologetic and sticks to what she believes in, even if it means standing up to her boss and her girlfriend’s scary older sis. Plus, we get a hint into why and how she ended up in Purgatory. More importantly, this episode sets her up to perhaps being responsible for putting down one of the Big Bads of the season; the Gardners. Meaning, she has her own storyline separate from her girlfriend, the Earp curse, and the BBD. Kudos to the writers, that’s how you treat “the girlfriend” becoming a series regular! (Even if I’m a tad disappointed Katherine Barrel doesn’t show up in the opening credits).

Favorite quote: Oh, I’m sorry. Did I hit my head and wake up in patriarchal bullshit land? --Officer Nicole Haught to Sheriff Nedley.

Now, head on under the cut for spoiler-laden theories and discourse!

10 Things That Happened/I Learned (in no particular order)

1. Gooverly is a klepto, likes shiny things, and is quickly becoming a hoarder. Also, though Gooverly may or may not have a crush on Officer Haught-stuff, the goo demon(?) definitely ain’t got time for homophobic bullshit. Most importantly, Waverly has no memory of her dark-eyed, spider-snacking, lipstick-eating, hulking-out self.

2. People in Purgatory pretend the town isn’t overrun with demons. Like, seriously?! Anyways, Nedley worked hard to recruit Nicole, who graduated top of her class in the Big City, to work for him because he’s grooming her to be the next Sheriff to protect the ordinary, non-werewolf citizens of Purgatory. I’m all for Sheriff Haught, but is there a reason why he recruited Nicole specifically? There has to be a reason other than her being smart and having good instincts for him to decide she would be the perfect person to police a town that is full of paranormal events and creatures.

3. The Gardners are important to Purgatory. It is clearly building up more to be than just being the rich family in town. Mercedes mentions that her (recently deceased?) parents left the majority of their fortune to the town. Plus, a community center in their name is being built. An important location for later on? Plus, there has to be a reason why Nedley made a file on Tucker and then saying he’s been playing a ‘long game’.

4. Dolls’ serum needs the pure blood of a demon. What exactly is the serum for and it seems like it doesn’t matter which demon. Would Gooverly’s blood work? Because when they signed that BBD contract, the camera panned to Waverly’s blood when it was her turn. Hopefully, we will get some answers in the next episode considering Dolls came back.

5. Wynonna definitely is having some thoughts about Wayhaught. She thinks Waverly is once again putting her significant other first, like how it was when she was with Champ. Wynonna is definitely protective of Waverly, to the point that she brushes off the new weirdness and just blames it on Nicole. However, at the end, she does asks Waverly if she was okay, but I think Wynonna was referring to the fighting with Nicole.

6. Doc is making Dolls’ serum with Rosita’s help. But, I’m still not clear on what exactly Dolls whispered to Doc when they were breaking him out of BBD site. Did Dolls tell Doc about Rosita and the whole “tell her” had nothing to do with Wynonna at all? I need to watch that episode again.

7. Waverly was giving Nicole a private show, was not wearing underwear, goes “on patrol” with her lady, and Wayhaught may or may not have panty-less role-play with Nicole wearing her uniform....Pass it on.

8. At least one of the Women in Black escaped from the BBD crate explosion from episode one. We know few things about them, such as smelling like Mama Earp and Willa (same perfume). The question is why were they at the Gardner residence and kill Mercedes? We first see them at the condo/building that Mercedes bought and where the broken seal is located. Other than Wynonna, Mercedes was also the only other person that the Women in Black haunted (or hunted?). 

9. Dolls knows something is up with Waverly. How soon will Dolls inform Wynonna about Gooverly and will she believe him? I only hope that the gang also talks to Nicole and not shut her out.

10. Someone/Something broke out of the seal. Throughout the entire episode, Wynonna keeps looking for whatever broke out of the seal. Previously, Earl mentioned being drawn to protecting it. This makes me think back to season 1 when Juan Carlo mentioned that the Ghost River Triangle not only keeps things in, but also keeps things out. It is a sanctuary from things that were kept out, but are now in because of Willa. Makes sense if the Ghost River Triangle (which is a really huge area that goes beyond Purgatory), is a sanctuary for some creatures (i.e. the werewolf citizens) and why people just pretend it isn’t overrun by demons. I hope this gets explored more before the end of this season.

Let’s take a moment to remember those we lost in this episode...

IN MEMORIAM

Mercedes Gardner: Bitch, I will always remember you for being an awesome friend to Wynonna and for putting your creepy baby brother in his place, no matter how short lived it was. I really do hope that your neck wasn’t snapped by the Lady Gaga hand because you’re a crazy, awesome bitch! B-Train: Honestly, I’m adding you because Wynonna likes your nickname. Kudos though for managing to rip out your liver with just your bare hand. Like, damn!

#wynonna earp #what just happened