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fierymiasma · 10 months

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𖦹 Five Times....// Sebastian x f!MC 𖦹

Summary: Five times Sebastian Sallow Was Jealous and One Time He Didn't Have to Be

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1. First Date

"Is it true, Poppy?" Sebastian shook the poor girl by the shoulders so hard that her head was bobbing back and forth like a ragdoll. "Are you certain you saw her on a date? Could you possibly have mistaken her for someone else?"

Ever since his crush best friend saved Hogwarts, she had been constantly surrounded by male attention. It hadn't bothered Sebastian (it did). After all, he knew that what the two of them had was more than any silly hero worship could compare to. The hero of Hogwarts and Sebastian were inseparable. They were friends, dueling companions…they were…

…Well frankly Sebastian didn't quite know what they were.

Until now.

"Why do you want to know so much Sallow?" A feminine Scottish voice interrupted the conversation from behind Sebastian's shoulder.

Sebastian swore. Imelda fucking Reyes. Just what he needed. He had been in the middle of interrogating naïve Poppy Sweeting regarding their mutual friend's whereabouts. This wasn't the time for Imelda and her egotistic mind games. "This doesn't concern you, Reyes. I was speaking to Sweeting." He turned towards the short girl. "Poppy, as one of her dear friends, her best friend, you need to tell me where she is. All of Hogwarts depends on it."

Before Poppy could even respond, Imelda stepped in between them. With a flick of her wrist, she cast the tongue-tying jinx, silencing Poppy.

Poppy squeaked, fingers flying to her lips in surprise. Sebastian's eyes widened in shock. The only thing anyone could hear coming from Poppy's mouth was a string of unintelligible garble.

Imelda patted Poppy on the shoulder. "I think Poppy is having some trouble remembering the date's name." Poppy's eyebrows furrowed in contempt at Imelda as she tried to unsuccessful untie her tongue. "If only there was something to help jog the poor girl's memory."

Imelda made a hand gesture with her fingers like a Gringotts goblin rubbing two sickles together.

Sebastian's mouth dropped. It was just like Imelda to butt into a personal crisis and profit off the situation. This was not the time for extortion. Not when the savior's very first kiss was on the line. A part of him wanted to wring Reyes neck. But another, smaller, more Slytherin part of Sebastian applauded Reyes' clever thinking. Digging a couple of sickles from the recesses of his pockets, he chucked them into Reyes clawed hands.

"Are we settled, Imelda?" Sebastian sneered. "Can you leave me and Sweetings alone?"

"Hm…." Imelda looked down at the paltry sum in her hands. "Maybe her handsome date took her to the library…or was it the Quidditch field? Actually, I believe the pair went on a picnic next to the Lake. It is, after all, very romantic when the sun sets. A perfect view for snogging, if you ask me."

Sebastian called Imelda many foul, frankly unforgivable, names number his breath. "I'll do your History of Magic essay as well."

Imelda waved her wand over Poppy's face, undoing the spell.

Poppy coughed, sticking out her tongue at Imelda. "She's at the teashop in Hogsmeade with Benjamin Carrow. He's a Gryffindor 7th year." Poppy's cheeks blushed a bit. "Super tall. Very nice to look at."

Well, he did not need to know that last bit of information. Sebastian's neck muscles tightened. Benjamin Carrow. Sebastian was well aware of the reputation of that particular Gryffindor. He was even more aware of the effect that rake had on the female population of Hogwarts. Handsome. Chivalrous (supposedly). And of course, in Sebastian's book, up to absolutely no good.

He muttered a quick thanks to Poppy under his breath, before he spun away in a huff, stomping away with more force than necessary.

With the angry Slytherin out of the picture, Imelda flipped two sickles into Poppy's open hands. Poppy frowned at the coins in her hand, her stomach twisting into knots. "Should we tell Sebastian that he has nothing to worry about? I feel awfully bad watching him so stressed out over nothing."

Imelda happily tallied up the remaining sum of coins in her hand before pocketing them. "And ruin his fun? Never."

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Sebastian ran to Hogsmeade so fast that one could almost accuse him of apparating. His lungs were about to explode. One of his ribs might have broken in the process of running up to Hogsmeade. He steadied his hands on his thighs, trying to take deep breaths to replenish his supply of oxygen. Slamming open the door of the teashop, he scanned the cozy space for any signs of his friend.

His stomach dropped. Left corner booth in the back, hidden behind the wall of flutterby bushes. A classic play. It was the best place for unwed, young couples to neck in public without getting caught.

Well, he certainly wasn't going to let her be a victim any time soon.

He smoothed his hair into place. It was drenched from his sweat. No doubt, he looked like a mess, having practically bent time and space to get here.

With the confidence that only Sebastian Sallow could exude, he walked up to the couple's booth, ready to put a stop to this nonsense.

"Benjamin? It's funny running into you at a place like this! It's been a while since you were at Crossed Wands." Sebastian's tone was cheerful but his mouth was flat.

"Sebastian?" the savior of Hogwarts asked before her date could even say anything.

"I need to speak with you." Sebestian dropped all pretenses of pretending to give a shit about her date.

"You need to speak with me." She repeated flatly.

This operation was not going as well as he had hoped. "It's unfortunately urgent."

A painted eyebrow arched with skepticism. "You have an urgent message that cannot wait until this is over." It was rather apparent that she did not believe him.

Sebastian couldn't help himself anymore. Gently wrapping his hand around hers, he pulled her out of her chair. Well in for a knut, in for a sickle. "Yes, terribly sorry…" he address her date, "…rather unfortunate timing, but we must be on our way. No rest for the hero of Hogwarts after all."

She did not put up any resistance against him, her hand tightened in his as she allowed the other man to help her out of her seat. As Sebastian led her out of the teashop into the bustling streets of Hogsmeade, the savior of Hogwarts wondered what on earth was so important that Sebastian had to interrupt her very first date.

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Sebastian was still holding her hand as he steered her to a more secluded alleyway to have a private conversation. His hands were warm against hers. Despite them being such close friends, they didn't really touch much. Oh of course, she yearned for any excuses to brush against Sebastian. Bumping into him in the hallway, pressing her back against his in an exciting duel.

But holding hands? In public? Why by both Muggle and Wizarding standards, it was quite the controversy. Still she tried to cherish the feeling of his skin against hers even for this brief moment in time.

All too soon, they both arrived at the secluded nook right behind the backdoor of the Three Broomsticks. Sebastian reluctantly let go of her hand. Her heart was pounding in her throat as she let herself be whisked away from her date. This was it. After a whole year of waiting, months of yearning, and weeks of pining after the handsome Slytherin. Sebastian was going to finally confess his feelings towards her.

Poppy, Imelda and Natt had all reassured her, time and time again, that Sebastian was head over heels in love with her. In fact, it was Imelda who suggested going on a date to "remind Sallow of the other eligible bachelors". She resisted at first. It felt wrong to even imagine being with anyone other than Sebastian Sallow, but as their 6th year of Hogwarts dragged on, and as the leaves started falling from the trees, it got harder and harder to say no to all the date proposals.

Biting at her bottom lip, she looked at the boy before her, hoping that Sebastian would finally confess his feelings towards her.

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As Sebastian led her outside the romantic teashop, he couldn't help but notice how gorgeous she was. Well, Sebastian had always thought that the savior of Hogwarts was extremely attractive, even when she was covered in troll boogeys, but….with her hair done up, the small amounts of make up on her face, and a fetching dress that hugged her curves….

In the rare moments that Sebastian would pick up one of Anne's romance books, he would always roll his eyes and scoff at the writers who moaned at the difficulties of describing a Veela's beauty.

Now, he was starting to understand how they must have felt.

"Sebastian Sallow. Whatever you tell me has better be important."

She folded her arms in front of her chest, clearly not amused by his antics. Her finger drummed from forearm nervously, no doubt hoping to go back inside with Benjamin fucking Carrow.

"Sebastian Sallow," she repeated again, but this time there was a dangerous tone in her voice. "What was it, that was so important that you needed to interrupt?"

Her face was flushed a pretty pink, reminding Sebastian of the love potions Professor Sharp showed off in class last week. She looked even more beautiful when she looked murderously pissed at Sebastian. It was perhaps not an appropriate time to tell her how attractive she looked when she was angry.

"You can't date him." Sebastian fumbled.

"Who says I'm even on a date?" She shot back haughtily.

Sebastian clenched his jaw. "The Hogsmeade teashop. Teatime for two. Corner booth to the left. Classic play. Gryffindors use it all the time."

Okay, so maybe it was a date.

"Plus you're wearing a new dress I've never seen you in and wearing make up." His hands balled into fists. "You never wear make up like that." His voice was a hint accusatory.

She touched her lips subconsciously. Make up was still very new to her. It was her first date in well…her whole life, and she wanted to do something special. The hero of Hogwarts who was well versed in ancient magic and defeating trolls…was a novice in the romance department. She was so nervous that her make up gave her face a ghoulish appearance. But her date hadn't even commented or noticed. Her stomach flipped. She didn't know that Sebastian was the type of boy to even notice changes to her appearances.

Seeing what looked like to him a cold mask of disdain on her face, he knew he had to say something less she suddenly lose interest in the conversation and go back inside with that prat.

"You need to turn him down." He stressed.

"And why is that?"

A thousand arguments raced through Sebastian's brain. "He's a prick. I know his type, only dates whoever the most popular girl is. The second he loses interest in you, he'll move onto the next."

For some reason, Sebastian's words stung. With all the boys asking her out in her 6th year, she had hoped that it was because they found her personality charming, or witty, or frankly they found her appearance flattering. She was always a bit fearful that the boys were attempting to court her out for the bragging rights of getting a kiss from "the hero of Hogwarts." She crossed her arms in front of her. "Well maybe he's changed."

Sebastian snorted. "He hasn't."

She frowned. "Well, you don't know that. I like Ben. He's different. He's not like the other boys."

Sebastian rolled his eyes in exasperation. How many times had he heard that same expression come from Anne?

"He's a bloke, for Merlin's sake. They're all assholes."

She raised an eyebrow, looking at him pointedly.

"Except me." Sebastian corrected. "I'm awful for entirely different reasons."

She sniffed. "You just don't like him because you're jealous that he gets more attention from other girls than you do." she mumbled under her breath bitterly.

The boy blinked owlishly. Something felt off about her statement but he wasn't quite sure why. His best friend had never hinted that she was ever upset at the female attention Sebastian received. In fact, ever since she had come to Hogwarts, Sebastian had never paid any mind to them. Why would she be so bothered by it?

Why did it even matter when she was the only one that Sebastian truly gave a damn about?

His chest felt tight. "Please, take my word for it." Sebastian looked her in the eyes. "Fellows like him…they're only after one thing, and the second they get it from you, they'll drop you like a sack of Dragon Dung." Sebastian's voice was quiet. "I just don't want to see my friend hurt."

She huffed, looking away from Sebastian and breaking eye contact. "He's a Gryffindor. They're more chivalrous than you give them credit for."

Slytherins were far better dates, and she knew it. Sebastian couldn't help but mumble under his breath. "Doubt it. He's a Gryffindor. They're all assholes."

She glared at him. "Garreth, Leander, and Natty are all Gryffindors."

Sebastian grimaced. "And it's truly Natsai's greatest flaw."

She scoffed. She can't believe she just let him waltz in there and kidnap her away from her date, only for Sebastian to basically just throw a tantrum. She was becoming like Ominis, too lenient on Sebastian's shenanigans. "Why do you even care?"

Sebastian looked at her incredulously. Did she not listen to a word of what he said? It's like she was purposely playing deaf.

"You're one of my best friends besides Ominis. I don't want to see you get involved with someone bound to hurt you."

Her body stiffened. ' A friend just like Ominis'. A friend. That's all they were to each other wasn't it? Merlin, how could she be so stupid. "And that’s why you came all this way to interrupt my date? Because I'm one of your friends?" She hissed the last two words through gritted teeth.

Sebastian ducked his head. He took a shaky breath in. "Yes. Ever since you came into my life, everything has changed. I care for you, deeply. You are one of my best friends, and I wouldn't be here without you."

She shoulders dropped. This wasn't what she wanted to hear. "I got to go Sebastian. It's rude for a lady to keep a man waiting."

Sebastian stood there in the damp alleyway, feeling exceedingly vulnerable, wondering what exactly he said wrong.

Before she could fully leave him, he turned towards her retreating form. He grasped her hand, holding her in place. Her wrist felt so warm in his hold. If he pressed his thumb down more firmly, he could feel her pulse point beat steadily against his.

She stilled.

"You can't date him." His words came out rushed and forced. "You're the most powerful witch in our generation. The prettiest one on top of it and the funniest one here. You deserve better."

She scoffed, wrenching her hand away from his loose grip. She was sick of pretty words from a pretty boy. It felt rather cold and lonely now. "What do you know what I deserve?

Sebastian's voice was thick with emotion. "I know you deserve someone who isn't intimated by how powerful you are. Someone who will always support your silly little errands. Someone who you can trust to have at your back in a duel. A gentleman who will always be loyal to you."

Someone….someone like me. He thought privately.

He didn't dare say the last part out loud.

Her eyes searched his face, perhaps looking from more from him. After a beat of silence, her shoulders fell. There was a stony, unreadable expression on her face.

"Thank you for sharing your thoughts, Sebastian." Her voice quiet and her lips pressed together tightly. "I'll be sure to remember your advice." Whipping her nicely done hair behind her, she walked back into the teashop, no doubt returning to a rather nice date with that sleazy Gryffindor.

Sebastian stood in the alleyway by himself, alone. He couldn't help but feel as though she wanted something more from him, but he couldn't tell what.

Part 2

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sunnyrealist · 7 months

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That’s as many options as Tumblr allows me to make, so if you have a different answer, leave it in the comments! I also wanted to add Everett Clopton, Theophilus Harlow, Anne Sallow, Dinah Hecat, Phineas Nigellus Black, Lucan Brattleby, etc.

I would also love to hear the reasoning behind your choice. Please leave a comment with your thoughts!

Thank you to @tennoujinerin for the encouragement to make this poll. It will definitely not be as scientific as the last poll, though!

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bullet-prooflove · 4 months

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Taken!Series Part Six: Family - Angel Reyes x Reader

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Taken!Series:

Part One: Mother - Tragedy strikes when Angel leaves you and Valeria alone for the evening.

Part Two: Bleeding Out - Angel returns home to discover what happened at the house.

Part Three: Touch & Go - Angel discovers where Valeria was taken.

Part Four: Meth Mountain - Angel retreives Valeria.

Part Five: Perfect - Angel reveals what he was really doing the night you were shot.

When you come home, it’s to Felipe’s house.

To a bedroom that’s been redecorated, to a space that’s tailored to help with your recovery.

You’ve been in Angel’s old room before. It used to be a blast from the past, basketball stuff littering the shelves, old, chequered sheets on the single bed in the corner, pictures of motorcycles and scantly clad women on the walls.

That’s changed now. There’s a double bed with crisp white sheets with pretty little plants embroidered into it, a swing cradle for Valeria is situated along side of it. The shelves hold all of your items from home. The various terrariums, the pressed rose in a frame from your Nana. Your clothes are hung up in a gorgeous dark wood wardrobe that had been hidden underneath Angel’s half naked lady posters.

The truth is you can’t go back to the house you were injured in, and neither can Angel. The memories are too raw, too vivid so instead you return to Felipe’s. A place where you can rest and recover with the help you need and the proximity to your daughter. You need to be close to her in the aftermath, the same way that Angel does.

Right now, you’re sitting on the edge of the bed, rocking the cradle lightly as Valeria kicks her legs and puts her hands to her mouth. Those dark eyes of hers stare up at the mobile that Felipe had crafted for her, brightly coloured zoo animals that ensnare her attention. You feel settled right now, at peace. For the first time in a long time everything is right where it’s supposed to be.

Felipe clears his throat from the doorway, you tilt your head up with a small smile before your attention turns back to the baby.

“She doesn’t have a care in the world.” You say softly.

Felipe sits down beside of you, the bed dipping as his shoulder bumps against yours. He chucks his finger underneath Valeria’s chin, and the baby tries to grab at it.

“I never said thank you.” You say quietly. “For setting us up here. I know it can’t be easy having us in your personal space...”

Felipe shakes his head, cutting you off.

“It’s good to have other people around the house again.” He says, his voice gruffer than usual as he takes over the rocking. “Especially this little one.”

There’s silence between the two of you for a moment as you both watch Valeria. She’s getting tired now, her motions slowing as she turns her head.

You hear Angel’s footsteps trapsing up the hallway before he ducks into the room. He’s wearing a grey wifebeater and basketball shorts that are covered in flecks of paint. There’s a streak of green across his cheek, you can see the same colour marring his fingertips.

“Pops, you said you were getting more paint for the nursery.” He says, before he sees the two of you sitting alongside the crib. A smile crosses his features as he steps inside the room, grabbing the rag from his back pocket and using it to clean his hands.

“EZ’s old room can wait a minute.” Felipe says, continuing to rock the cradle as the baby’s eyelids start to flutter closed. “I want to spend a little time with my family.”

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catholic-character-tournament · 11 months

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Catholic Character Tournament

Current Bracket

All polls here (tagged #cct polls)

Round 5 (16 nominees) is Wednesday July 5 12 PST

Character Submission List:

(Note, not in the order in the bracket. They were randomized for the bracket) (crossed out means dead-dead)

*707/Luciel Choi (Mystic Messenger)

*Abuela Alma Madrigal (Encanto)

*Akane Kurashiki (Zero Escape)

*Amon from (Tokyo Ghoul)

*Angel (Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel the Series)

*Asia Argento (High School DxD)

Aslan from (Chronicles of Narnia)

*Aymeric de Borel (Final Fantasy 14)

*Aziraphale (Good Omens) (Disqualified) The Volturi

*Belizabeth Brassica (Dimension 20's A Crown of Candy)

*Bishop Raphaniel Charlock (Dimension 20 - the Ravening War)

*Blake Langermann (Outlast 2)

*Brother Cellanus (The Completely Unerotic Adventures of Brother Cellanus)

*Caesar Zeppeli (Jojo's Bizarre Adventure)

*Carlos Reyes (911 Lone Star)

*Carrie White (Carrie)

*Catherine of Aragon (SIX: the Musical)

*CC (Code Geass)

*Chrollo Lucilfer (Hunter x Hunter)

*Chuck E. Cheese

*Claude Frollo(The Hunchback of Notre Dame)

*Crowley (Good Omens) (Disqualified) Vanessa Ives replacement (Penny Dreadful)

Dana Scully (the X files)

Doomguy (Doom)

*Double (Skullgirls)

Doug Jones (The VelociPastor)

*Dracule Mihawk (One Piece)

*Duo Maxwell (Gundam Wing)

*Eddie Brock (Venom)

*Emilio Santoz from The Sparrow

Enrico Pucci (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure)

*Farnese de Vandimion (Berserk)

*Father Alexander Anderson (Hellsing)

*Father Brown (Father Brown)

Father John Mulcahy (MASH)

Father Paul (Midnight Mass)

*Felicia Hardy/Black Cat (Spiderman)

Firestar (Warrior Cats)

*Flayn (Fire Emblem Three Houses)

*Frank Castle (Marvel)

Friar Tuck (Robin Hood)

*Gabriel (Ultrakill)

*Galahad (The Mechanisms)

*Gerard (Unholyverse)

Gloria Maria Ramirez Delgado-Pritchett (Modern Family)

Harrowhark Nonagesimus (The Locked Tomb)

*Helena Bertinlli (DC comics)

Hell boy (HellBoy)

Homura Akemi (Madoka Magica)

*Hot Pants (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure)

*Ibara Shiozaki (My Hero Academia)

*Inori Yamabuki/Cure Pine (Fresh Precure)

Jason Todd (DC Comics)

*Javert (Les Miserables)

Jean Valjean (Les Misérables)

*Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) (Fate/Grand Order)

*Jesus (Jesus Christ Superstar)

*John "Soap" MacTavish (Call of Duty)

*John Gaius (The Locked Tomb)

*John Ward (FAITH)

*Johnathan (Shin Megami Tensei IV)

*Junk Rat (Overwatch)

*Justin Law (Soul eater)

*Kawabuchi Sentarou (Kids on the Slope)

Kaworu Nagisa (Neon Genesis Evangelion)

*Kirei Kotomine (Fate franchise)

Knuckes the Echidna (Sonic)

*Kristen Applebees (Dimension 20's Fantasy High)

*Kuroe (Magia Record)

Kurt Wagner/Nightcrawler (X-Men)

*Ky Kiske (Guilty Gear)

*Kyoko Sakura (Puella Magi Madoka Magica)

*Lady Rhea (Fire Emblem: Three Houses)

*Leliana (Dragon Age)

*Leon (8:11)

*Lestat de Lioncourt (The Vampire Chronicles)

*Libra (Fire Emblem: Awakening)

*Link (The Legend of Zelda)

*Louis de Pointe du Lac (Interview with the Vampire/The Vampire Chronicles)

*Luis Serra Navarro (Resident Evil)

Mac McDonald (It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia)

Maddie Fitzpatrick (Suite Life of Zack and Cody)

*Marcy Park (The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee)

*Mark Heathcliff (The Mandela Catalogue)

Matt Murdock/Daredevil (Marvel)

*Mello (Death Note)

*Mercedes (Fire Emblem: Three Houses)

*Michael Carpenter (Dresden Files)

*Michael Corleone (The Godfather)

Miles Morales/Spider-Man

*Nate Ford (Leverage)

Nicholas D. Wolfwood (Trigun)

*Nico di Angelo (Percy Jackson)

*Ocean O'Connell Rosenberg (Ride the Cyclone)

*Pastry Cookie (Cookie Run Kingdom)

*Patton Sanders (Sanders Sides (Web Series))

Pope Pinion IV (Cars)

Puss in Boots (Shrek)

Quasimodo (The Hunchback of Notre Dame)

Remy LeBeau/Gambit (X-Men)

*Rin Okumura (Blue Exorcist)

*RoboCop (RoboCop)

Ronan Lynch (The Raven Cycle)

*Ryker (Roleslaying With Roman)

*Saint Citrina Rocks (Dimension 20's A Crown of Candy)

*Sasuke (Naruto)

*SCP-166 (Just a Teenage Gaia)

*Seeley Booth (Bones)

Shadow the Hedgehog (Sonic)

*Shiro Fujimoto (Blue Exorcist)

Simon Belmont (Castlevania)

*Sir Keradin Deeproot (Dimension 20's A Crown of Candy)

*Sister Mary (The Young Pope)

Sister Michael (Derry Girls)

*Steve Rogers/Captain America (Marvel)

*Tammy Edwards (Legoland by Jacob Richmond)

*Tatsumi Kazehaya (Ensemble Stars)

*Temenos Mistral (Octopath Traveler 2)

The Derry Girls (Derry Girls)

*The Penitent One (Blasphemous)

*Tobias Schneien (Ghost Eyes)

*Valeria Garaz (Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 reboot)

*Valery Michailov (Goncharov - 1973)

*Vector the Crocodile (Sonic the Hedgehog)

*Vito Corleone (The Godfather)

*Wesley Hailoh (Rhyme and Reason)

*William Murdoch (Murdoch Mysteries)

*Zakuro Fujiwara (Tokyo Mew Mew)

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randomfoggytiger · 10 months

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Mulder and Scully Didn't Want a "Network" Outside of Each Other

I made a post response a couple months ago; and liked it so well after finding it again (rechecking and recalibrating my opinions via archive browsing, c'est la vie) that I decided to copy paste, polish, and repost this piece as its own work.

I think Mulder and Scully did have allies at the tips of their fingers; but they didn't want outside help.

Mulder was told in S1 that NICAP and other interested parties closely followed his work. TLG had outreach and contacts in Anasazi that hacked into the DOD and brought Mulder the encrypted files. In S3, he and Scully found a support group for women who'd been abducted like Scully. In S4, Mulder casually outsourced a case to Chuck Burks. Each season Mulder could have used TLG's and Skinner's assistance and resources more. And, although we often see he and Scully being friendly and chummy with other people who work in the FBI-- which means they aren't as exclusive or reclusive as everyone, including myself, thinks Mulder and Scully are-- it never goes beyond one important task or case before the relationship or temporary allyship is dropped.

Not to mention, Scully distanced herself from her family naturally before she even met Mulder: before S1, she barely revealed her inner emotions to her father or mother, and in S5's flashback, she only revealed her worries to Melissa as a last resort. In canon otherwise, she's always resented others "meddling" with her life or decisions (Maggie or Melissa or Bill probing or asking questions) and only hung out with her friends here and there (Colton for a lunch date, Ellen for a birthday party, unnamed friends/relatives for S1 wedding, Kelly Ryan because she taught her in Quantico, babysitting her nephew/s, etc.) by choice.

I think Mulder and Scully are naturally reclusive individuals. I think they also don't want to outreach to others, finding they only wanted to have each other in their bubble and no one else.

I think it's a disservice to assume Mulder consumed Scully's social life after she joined the X-Files. Scully was a med student, then a teacher in Quantico, then an eager-eyed field agent-- her version of normal is cleaning her gun and bathing her dog on a Saturday and reading medical journals on a Friday, choosing to call her work partner rather than her own family. S8 DRAGGED her, kicking and screaming, into relying on Skinner's help and opening up the office to her new partner Doggett after keeping him in the dark and almost getting killed and not revealing her own pregnancy until the secret was forced into the open. She was defensive about Monica Reyes at first as well.

Mulder and Scully did not want groupies. They wanted to be alone in their basement away from others and free to do their consuming work without the judgment, censure, or criticism from others, their friends, or their family. They had plenty of resources and met with others constantly who were willing and eager to help (often outside the line of danger so they had no "safety" excuse); but "used" them sparingly, if at all.

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evanesdust · 7 months

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inevitable

written for - @sterekfests prompt: bonfire @sterekweekly word: moon

Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, Eli Hale (Teen Wolf), Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Erica Reyes, Malia Tate, Isaac Lahey, Jackson Whittemore, Lydia Martin Additional Tags: POV Stiles Stilinski, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Future Fic, Established Relationship, Vernon Boyd and Erica Reyes Live, Past Stiles Stilinski/Malia Tate (mentioned), Past Jennifer Blake/Derek Hale (mentioned)

Summary:

in·ev·i·ta·ble /inˈevidəb(ə)l/ adjective certain to happen; unavoidable. …the one where Eli asked about how Derek and Stiles met and eventually fell in love.

It was after midnight, and everyone except the pack had left a little over an hour ago. The bonfire was still blazing, though, its flames licking toward the sky, where the moon hung, bloated and bright. Stiles shivered as the early autumn breeze swept through the backyard, rustling the fallen leaves underfoot. His gaze remained fixed on the undulating flames, mesmerized by its beauty as laughter echoed around him.

He loved nights like this, with the pack here. Even Jackson had returned, but it was Eli's birthday, so it wasn't that surprising. They were also a family.

Strong arms enveloped him, and Stiles sighed softly, leaning back into the warm embrace.

Derek.

After nearly two decades, he still couldn't get over the fact that Derek was his. They were married and even had a kid.

"We might have to put a stop to this," Derek said, his voice alight with laughter.

Stiles tilted his head, turning slightly and giving Derek a curious look. "Put a stop to what?"

Derek tipped his chin, his eyes directing Stiles to look across the yard to where their fifteen-year-old son, Eli, sat with the pack, listening with rapt attention to whatever Scott was telling him. Which, knowing Scott and all the shit he and Stiles had gotten up to when they were kids, could be anything. They had a history of mischief.

"Well, shit," was all Stiles could say, earning a chuckle from Derek.

"It's nothing bad. He asked how we met, so Scott's telling about that time in the preserve."

Stiles leaned back, his head on Derek's shoulder, smiling at the memory of Derek chucking Scott's inhaler at them and telling them to get lost because they were on private property. "You were all big and bad and broody. Scared the shit out of Scott."

Derek's breath was warm against the side of Stiles's neck. "Just Scott?"

"You never scared me. Not really." And it was the truth, even if Stiles had said otherwise at the time.

Just then, Eli laughed, and Stiles looked over in time to see him glance over at them. "Did you really ask Dad to cut off your arm?"

His question was directed at Derek, who groaned, and from the tone of his voice when he spoke, Stiles just knew he was glaring at Scott. "Of all things, why would tell him that?"

"And if you're telling him that," Stiles started, "then make sure you tell him why I almost had to cut off his father's arm…"

Scott held his hands up in apparent surrender. "It wasn't like I could just outright ask the Argents for the bullet."

His words launched a conversation about a time before they got along with any Argents, which clearly dumbfounded Eli by the look of confusion on his face.

Stiles chuckled and Derek shook his head, nudging him forward to get closer. The pack was spread out, sitting wherever, so Derek sat on the ground next to Boyd and Erica, leaning against a fallen log they must have dragged over. He tugged Stiles onto his lap as the pack fell into an impromptu reminiscing of their old adventures, laughing at the increasingly absurd scenarios they somehow survived back in the day.

"Oh!" Erica exclaimed, throwing a twig at Isaac. "Like the time Derek had to growl you into submission."

"Wait, what?" Eli looked delighted as he hugged his knees to his chest, a wide smile on his face.

Malia also looked interested as she glanced at Isaac. "He had to growl you into submission?"

Stiles bit back a grin as Isaac rolled his eyes.

"You weren't even there," Isaac muttered. "Besides, Derek only did it to impress Stiles."

Derek scoffed, his arms tightening around Stiles's waist. "I did not!"

Stiles raised a brow because he remembered the way Derek had dramatically turned toward him after he'd asked how Derek subdued an out-of-control Isaac that night at the sheriff's station. Derek had swooped in and saved Stiles by letting out a ferocious growl that had both impressed and turned Stiles on.

"I'm the alpha," Stiles said in his best Derek-impression. Then he yelped when Derek jabbed him in the side. "Ow!"

"I don't sound like that!" Derek didn't quite pout, but it was close enough, so Stiles petted his cheek, his stubble rough under Stiles's palm.

"Sure you don't, big guy. Sure."

Derek snapped his teeth, though there wasn't any ill intent behind it. Stiles knew Derek would never hurt him. At least not intentionally. In fact, Derek would sacrifice himself in order to keep Stiles safe.

Erica must have been thinking the same thing because she immediately launched into the time when Derek had shoved Stiles away from harm when the kanima had them trapped at the high school by the pool.

Jackson scowled, his jaw clenching. "I just want to remind everyone that I was being controlled at the time."

"We know," Lydia said, patting his thigh. She threw her fiery-red hair over her shoulder before recounting what Stiles had once told her about that night. About holding a paralyzed Derek up in the pool for hours.

At the time, he and Derek definitely had a love-hate relationship, but Stiles would be remiss if he didn't admit that it was definitely sliding more toward the love end of the spectrum. On his part, at least. Why else would Stiles have committed to keeping Derek alive and safe when he could have easily saved himself?

And apparently, Eli could tell because he looked at them then, brows furrowed. "You really loved him. Even back then. So why did it take so long for you guys to get together?"

Before Stiles could answer, not that he really had one, Jackson cut in. "Yeah, why didn't you? I mean, we could all see it. Hell, even Matt saw it."

"Who's Matt?" Eli asked, no longer looking at Stiles or Derek.

Jackson explained, and in great detail, about Matt Daehler and how he'd controlled the kanima. How he'd proclaimed that Stiles and Derek had made a pretty good pair when they were paralyzed and helpless one night.

As the pack continued to discuss their past, Stiles found himself laughing as he watched Eli's wide-eyed fascination grow. He marveled at how much their son resembled both of them. Eli had his quick wit and Derek's solemn curiosity, especially when he continued to ask more questions about how Derek and Stiles had figured out they were in love. Eli had always known about the danger, the magic, and the supernatural part of his parents' life before things had finally settled down, but Stiles didn't think they'd ever really talked about it.

It was a story that wove through years of friendship, of struggles until they ultimately accepted their feelings for one another.

"When did you know? Like for sure?" Eli asked, glancing between them.

"When he broke the curse." Derek's voice was quiet when he spoke, and Stiles laid his hand over Derek's arm that was across his waist, just holding him. He knew Derek hated talking about Jennifer and the love spell she'd put on him.

Scott finished the story, telling Eli about how he and Stiles had burst into Derek's loft, accusing Jennifer of being the Darach they'd been looking for and demanding to know where she'd taken the sheriff. At first, it hadn't seemed like Derek believed them, but then he'd taken one look at Stiles and—

"It was like the veil had been lifted. If I hadn't already loved him, I would have stayed under her spell. That's also when I realized you were my anchor," Derek said, kissing the side of Stiles's head.

Stiles turned his head, nuzzling against Derek as best he could at the weird angle.

"You didn't tell me that," he whispered. "Not that you knew then. I thought you hadn't realized until after Kate took you to La Iglesia."

Derek had only told Stiles about dreaming of him, how that had kept him grounded when Kate had come back.

"Ugh, can we not talk about La Iglesia?" Malia groaned. "No offense or anything. We weren't even dating anymore, but you never looked at me like that. And I almost died too, y'know. In your arms."

The difference was that Stiles hadn't loved Malia. He'd cared about her in the same way he cared about all his friends, but Derek…

When Derek had been stabbed by the berserker, Stiles had been frozen in fear. Derek hadn't had his werewolf powers, leaving him vulnerable in a way Stiles had never seen. But even as Derek had laid propped up against a rock, struggling to fight through the pain, he'd yelled for them to go, but Stiles couldn't. All Stiles wanted to do was run over to him. He'd wanted to fall to his knees and tell Derek to fight and live. For him.

It wasn't until Derek had said, 'Hey. Hey. Save him,' that Stiles finally moved, knowing there was nothing he could do for Derek—but not before casting Derek one last glance, his face full of regret. He'd wanted to say something then. To tell Derek that he loved him, but that would have broken him, so he kept it inside as he made himself walk away.

"I'm okay." Derek's voice broke through his reverie, stirring Stiles back to the present. His gaze shifted to meet Derek's, their eyes locking in a silent language all their own.

"I know." Stiles leaned back against him, needing that reassurance that he was here. Even after so long, it pained him to think that he could have lost Derek then.

The space around them hung heavy with unspoken emotions as they shared one of those moments where they understood each other perfectly despite not uttering a single word. Derek's arms tightened around him, a gesture of comfort and support, signifying that he was there for him, just like he always had been.

"Well that got heavy," Malia chimed in suddenly, breaking the silence. She looked between Stiles and Derek apologetically. "Sorry, didn't mean to bring that up."

"What just happened? Why does you guys smell so…" Eli wrinkled his nose. "Sour?"

Lydia put an arm around his shoulder, leaning in and whispering something Stiles couldn't hear. After that, Eli's expression morphed into a mixture of understanding and sympathy. He nodded, then turned to look at his dads, his eyes brimming with compassion. This opened the floodgates for another series of questions that revolved around their complex history. The unique combination of curiosity and fascination in Eli's voice perfectly matched the shimmering love in his shining eyes.

"Did you really have to save dad from the FBI?" Eli asked after hearing about the manhunt on Derek. "How did you get them to let you join a raid?"

Now that was a story Stiles loved to tell.

"Okay, so get this. Literally, on day one of my internship, I learned that the FBI has cornered this feral mass-murdering unsub..." He leaned forward, about to recount how he'd found a severely injured Derek and ushered him to safety, but just like the last time Stiles had tried to tell his story, Derek cut him off.

"I found a group of hunters gathering in a meeting place. I was trying to get information."

"Anyway—" Stiles continued, sticking his tongue out at Derek. "Long story short, I basically, you know, had to save his life."

Derek's responding sigh was expected. "You know that's not how it happened. You couldn't walk. I had to carry you out."

"They shot my toe!" Stiles threw his hands up in exasperation. In reality, it had been a graze, but he loved this banter. Loved the way their son stared at them, wide-eyed with a huge smile, as he and Derek bickered lightheartedly over the details.

"Yeah, my dad, the badass FBI intern, taken down by a bullet to his toe." Eli laughed while motioning the supposed size of the wound with his hands.

"Oh, he was as white as a sheet," Derek added, like an asshole (affectionately). "Seeing blood was not a strong suit."

"Hey, I've gotten better!" Stiles retorted, only to earn more laughter from the group.

Despite the teasing, the memories, and the raw emotions of this evening, everything was perfect. Stiles loved the shared glances, laughter, tales of old times, and incredulous looks as everyone revealed how they (not just Derek and Stiles, but all of them) had become the family they were today.

Looking back at everything they'd gone through together, Stiles realized that it all led them to this moment. Together, they had faced the darkness and emerged stronger on the other side. The understanding they had of each other was more profound than words could ever express, and it was all thanks to these experiences.

"Can we...can we do this more often?" Eli asked tentatively. "Talk about...you know, the past. You guys usually avoid all this stuff like a plague."

"Only because we wanted to protect you from the harshness of our past," Derek replied.

Stiles nodded because things were better now, and they just wanted Eli to be a normal kid. Still, he shared a knowing look with Derek and added, "But you have a right to know. So we'll tell you anything you want to know."

Eli nodded approvingly at his dads. His gaze was serious as he said, "I'd like that."

Their past might have been wracked with hardship, but it was also dotted with moments of happiness and growth. Stiles knew they needed to wholeheartedly embrace the truth of their journey, blisters and all.

Because, in the end, it was their journey that had led them to this point—to their family.

#sterek #sterekfestsbonfire #sterekfestsfall2023 #sterekweeklymoon #holy shit i wrote something

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mochi-chan-2006 · 2 years

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Meeting Chuck Taylor when Madison and Jackie run away from Mr. Roth's house.

* Jackie and Madison are now escaping from Mr. Roth's house *

Jackie: * They're running * Glad we got away from your father's house, Madison!

Madison: * Running too * Yes Jackie and thank you for your help!

* When they escaped by accident they attack Chuck Taylor *

Chuck, Jackie, and Madison: Oww!

Chuck: Hey! You watch how you run next time!

Jackie: Sorry, sir, we didn't completely notice you. <:(

Madison: Sorry. <:(

Chuck: * He's not mad at Jackie and Madison * Nothing's wrong I'm fine!

Madison: We'll help you stand.

Chuck: Yes, it can help me.

Jackie: Okay!

* Now they help Chuck stand *

Chuck: Thank you so much girls!

Jackie: Here you go!

Chuck: You're welcome girls! And I have such a question?

Jackie and Madison: What?

Chuck: Why did you guys run away from Mr. Roth's house and why do * To Madison * have wounds and bruises on your body?

Madison: You know sir my dad will lock me up in the basement and he has been torturing me!

Chuck: * Shocked * W-What !? Your dad was torturing you !? O_O

Madison: Yes sir! But my friend Jackie set me free!

Jackie: And it's a good thing I set her free!

Chuck: * She starts to shock even more *Oh gosh!!!??? This is terrible and it's good that you set her friend free !!!

Madison: Yes and good!

Chuck: * To Madison *Can I heal your wounds on your face?

Madison: Yes, sir, it hurts so much!

Chuck: Ok!

* Takes bandages and plasters from his backpack and now sticks them on Madison's face *

Chuck: It's ready!

Madison: Thank you very much sir!

Chuck: You're welcome!

Jackie: What's your name sir?

Chuck: I'm Chuck Taylor, I'm the guitarist!

Jackie: * Introduces himself * I'm Jackie Luis Turney!

Madison: * Introduces himself too * And I'm Madison Roth, I'm Mr. Roth's daughter!

Chuck: Nice to see you guys!

* Hands are shaking hands*

Madison: Wow! You Mr. Chuck are a very nice guy!

Chuck: Yes thank you so much for that! And now you must go to * Jackie * your house and call the police!

Jackie: Okay Mr. Chuck!

Madison: Okay, let's go now!

Jackie: Yes, right now!

* Now they go fast *

Chuck: Bye Madison and Jackie!

Jackie and Madison: Bye Mr. Chuck !!!

* They already ran away *

(Hey my demon sister, are these dialogues perfect for the hello killer comic, I have a question, do I have to change something?)

(HK belongs to my sister @askkassandragf-v-2 / @hello-neighbor-three-aus )

(Chuck Taylor is my character)

#mochi-chan-2006 #hello neighbor #hello neighbor au #au #hello killer #chuck taylor #chuck #Jackie luis turney #jackie #madison reyes #madison #maritza roth

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castielli · 2 years

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