#Kevin's Who's Your Paddy

[briamichellewrites]

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Mike the Shinoda. That made him laugh. Shinoda in Japanese means rice paddy. Mike the Rice Paddy. They laughed. The Backstreet Boys continued watching and observing Linkin Park working. Brian was interested in seeing what Mike was doing on the laptop. Bria was texting someone on her phone. Kevin. They were having a private conversation about meeting up to hook up. Wasn’t she dating Howie? They went on one date. That meant she could see him, right?

Relationships were so complicated. Did he ask her out again? Not yet. They decided to talk about it when they got back to her place. He also wanted to talk to her about Brian, his cousin. Though he was liberal, Brian was extremely conservative. He didn’t believe in gay marriage, abortion, or anything other than an all-American family.

He was aware that she had friends who were LGBT and Jewish. She also told him about her abortion after being diagnosed with cancer. He had compassion for her, though he knew that his cousin would have a lot of problems with it. Nick, A.J., and Howie were nothing like Brian. They argued over his political views. He looked over at him when they learned Phoenix was gay. There was nothing wrong with that. Brian had a problem with that, though he was trying to hide it.

“Now I want to adopt a kitten for Rascal to play with because Tiny and Garfield pretty much ignore him. They’re like teenagers who are being forced to babysit.”

“Bria, you’re turning into a crazy cat lady. One day, I’ll come over and I won’t be able to find you because your house will be filled with cats”, Mike joked.

“She’s annoying enough. We’ll find her”, Brad joked.

“Fuck you, asshole!”

He laughed. His parents and Elisa wanted him to invite her to celebrate Purim at their temple. What was that? It was a celebration of the rescue of Jews from annihilation in ancient Persia. Yeah, it sounded awesome. He reminded her she would have to wear a dress. She would do it for them. He thanked her with a laugh.

When she and Kevin got back to her place, they were greeted by the usual sounds of meowing. Human, you’re late! They went to the kitchen where the food was dispersed evenly. Three cats meant very loud meowing. They went into her bedroom and closed the door. He kissed her before sitting down on the bed. She stood in between his legs and took her shirt off. He let his hands feel her chest. This was going to be different. He could feel it.

A.J. was with Mike and Brad talking about Brian. They could tell he was uncomfortable. Yes, he told them about his political views. They didn’t align with the rest of the band and they argued over them. A.J. himself wasn’t gay because he loved women but he wasn’t the guy who people thought of as masculine. He was comfortable enough with himself not to care.

He apologized for not warning them. They accepted his apology, even though it wasn’t his fault. What were Bria’s views? She was what they would consider liberal. Bria didn’t believe in racism, homophobia, or discrimination of any kind. She also didn’t believe in religion, though she respected those who did and she was open to learning about different beliefs. When Brad lived with her, she was very interested in learning about Judaism.

She didn’t go to the temple with him because she was too sick, but she participated in different rituals with him and his family. Mike brought up how angry she had become when Paris made racist remarks. That was just the person she was. He was happy to hear that.

Bria had a subarachnoid hemorrhage, or bleeding in her brain. It was diagnosed after she was involved in a car accident. She and Kevin were driving home after going out to dinner when they were hit on the driver’s side. The force of the accident caused a blood vessel to burst inside her brain. Paramedics rushed to the scene and assessed the situation. They found her badly injured, with him being relatively okay. He had cuts and bruises but was otherwise unharmed.

The surgery was incredibly risky. They had to repair the broken blood vessels while being extremely careful not to cause major damage or complications. She was under anesthesia, so she didn’t feel anything. The surgery would take up to five hours to perform. Because they were working with her brain, there were chances she would need physical, occupational, or speech therapy.

If left untreated, she could die. Mike and Kevin had to decide to do it. It would be extremely difficult for her to recover, but she was a fighter. She survived cancer and she could survive this. Her other injuries were less severe. She had a broken leg, bruises, cuts, and a bruised heart. It was going to be very hard to see her. While they sat in the waiting room, they texted their band members. Mike also texted his parents. Just in case they wanted to come to the hospital.

Donna and Muto arrived with the other guys. Mike introduced his parents. It was nice to meet them. They then sat down. Kevin had a bandage on his forehead from where he was cut. Brian made sure he was okay. Yeah, he would be fine. Since he was also involved in the accident, he told them what happened. They were crossing through the intersection on a green light.

She was in the middle of the road waiting for the opposite car to turn when they were hit on the driver’s side. The force of the impact caused the car to turn to face the other direction. How fast was the other car going? He would guess they were going around a hundred miles an hour.

They were going the speed limit. If they hadn’t been wearing their seat belts, they both would’ve been thrown from the vehicle. Yikes. It sounded very serious. Muto wasn’t a doctor or neurologist, but it sounded like her brain likely bounced around in her skull. That did seem plausible. Donna asked about her cats. Mike had forgotten about them. Yeah, they would need to be fed. He didn’t have a house key. Would a neighbor let her in? He didn’t know.

“Sorry, my mind is…”

“Let me figure this out. You stay here with Bria.”

He sighed. “That would be great. Thank you.”

It took five hours before they were able to see Bria. Donna and Chester went back to her place. They were able to get in by calling the non-emergency number for the police. They came inside with them to make sure they were doing what they said they needed to do. They found the cat food. After it was distributed, they checked the litter box.

He cleaned it quickly before petting Tiny, Garfield, and Rascal. Thank you, human! They said goodbye to them before leaving. They thanked the police for letting them in. Since Bria was in the hospital, they would have to figure something out for the cats.

When they got back, Bria was still in surgery. A couple of hours later, they were all gathered in a conference room with the lead surgeon. The surgery had gone well. They were able to stop the bleeding. She would need to stay in the intensive care unit overnight. If she was doing well, she would be transferred to a regular hospital room.

She would need to stay in the hospital for twenty days for rehabilitation. Would she need therapy? That would be determined when she woke up. It was possible she would need physical, occupational, and speech therapy. There were complications because of the brain damage. Brad asked what they were. She might develop seizures, hydrocephalus, or fluid in the brain; a stroke or re-bleeding. They were going to assess her more thoroughly over the coming days.

@zoeykaytesmom @feelingsofaithless @alina-dixon @fiickle-nia

[didsomeonesaygo]

Dublin down

Made it to Dublin last night and took a bus into the city. Had unfortunate adventures in getting a cab, but eventually figured it out. Checked in at the Maldron Hotel on Kevin St. and had dinner there - it was late and we were tired. Today, we explore!

We started with breakfast at hotel, where P was annoyed by the literal busload of American senior citizens. (We really have been surrounded by Americans at every turn, 95% older than us, 80% from Florida.)

St Patrick’s Cathedral is about a block from the hotel, so we started there. P was not greeted as a VIP (rude), but the church was beautiful. We also walked through the gardens out back.

Christ Church was just a few blocks away, so we walked even though it was starting to rain. In addition to the beautiful architecture and stained glass, other highlights include the mummified cat and rat that were found in the pipe organ during renovations. Oh, also the heart of St Lawrence O'Toole, an archbishop who died in France in 1180, and his heart was brought back to Ireland in a heart-shaped reliquary (fancy box), where it remained in Christ Church until 2012, when it was stolen, and subsequently recovered. Weird. Down in the crypts, our fave was da two dudes (our name). Also odd is the Tomb of Strongbow (d. 1176), which is not the tomb of Strongbow, but looks like the Tomb of Strongbow would have looked if it had not been damaged when the south cathedral wall collapsed in 1562. It is unknown who is actually in this tomb, but the family crest on it is not that of Strongbow.

Then we walked to Dublin Castle, which from 1204-1922 was primarily used as a residence for the Viceroy of Ireland, the representative of the British monarchy. Today, it is a museum, and it is still used for ceremonies and government functions.

It also has lovely gardens in the back with some interesting art. We think this is the head of Apollo, under the foot of Nike (see swoosh), but Nike is traditionally female. But gods are all-powerful, so I assume they can also be fluid in their gender presentation; we'll go with Nike.

Then it really started raining, so we got on a hop-on-hop-off tour and drove around the city for a while. We couldn't see much because of the rain, but we drove through part of Phoenix Park, past the Dublin Zoo, the US Ambassador's residence, and Áras an Uachtaráin, the residence of the President of Ireland, built in 1751. If it looks a little familiar, that's because the White House was modeled after it. Central Park was also modeled after Phoenix Park. Americans tend to think we're the first and best in everything - it's good to get knocked down once in a while visiting sites and buildings that have been in use for thousands of years.

Quick break at the hotel to change for dinner, then walked through the St Anne's district and down Grafton St to see the Phil Lynott statue (hi, Big Jeff!) Then on to O’Donoghue’s to look for Badger’s 1019 dollar and Kate's Paddy, but to no avail. This guy is not him, but he is named Paddy. (NOW how does it feel seeing your name everywhere, including on every third guy in town? 😂 ) Paddy also served us our first Guinness in Ireland.

Met Tara & fam for dinner at Thunder Road Cafe in Temple Bar. Her girls are lovely, and Gareth is a force to be reckoned with; he conquered the F#@k Burger and was awarded a t-shirt to prove it. They only had women's sizes left, but he's a sport and wore it with pride.

Drinks after at the Foggy Dew (I t’ought dey was sayin’ Foggy Jew 😧). They gave us a ride home, and we inexplicably got stuck in the parking garage for 15 mins. It gave us a chance to visit a little more, but we were all glad to get out.

#europe2022 #travels

[extreme-griefer-jesus]

Lil Kev's back,, look at him,,,

#heads up i'm gonna use this post to infodump about this stream cuz #it! is! one! of! my! favourites! ever! #first of all.. when's the Irish lads calendar dropping? #cuz i'm 100% buying that??? #just imagine #between Dathi saying Turg's youtooz has tiddies #Dan's idea for the drift kind billboard #Kevin's Who's Your Paddy? hat #and the overall cursed energy on the chatting bit at the start #this stream was so good #i fecking cried from laughing so many times I'm #also???? #Kevin and Dan??? #have such good chemistry???? #don't get me wrong i love the other lads as well #but they did so good together at the word game thingy???? #dream team for sure #i was losing my mind with the observatory tower and Nogla screaming #this is going become one of my comfort streams for sure #alright I'm done screaming #for now #callmekevin #cmk #call me kevin

[elliesguitarstrings]

Promises, Promises (Teaser)

Tom Holland x Reader

Masterlist

Summary: You and Tom were childhood best friends turned lovers, and he made a promise to be with you forever. But some promises are just meant to be broken.

Warnings: angst, language, some fluff (ribs by lorde energy)

A/N: i've been working on this fic for A WHILE and I'm almost finished with it! be prepared this is gonna be a long (and sad) one but i absolutely love it, so i decided to post a little teaser bc i’m so excited about it hehe

Flashbacks are in italics

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"I got the part! Holy shit I actually got the part!" Tom throws his computer across the bed in disbelief, almost hitting you.

"Wait, like THE part? Like Spiderman?" you question excitedly.

"YES!!! Check the Marvel Instagram right now!" he crawls over to you as you whip out your phone and quickly search up the account. You scan the page to see a post captioned, "Click the link in our bio to see who the new Spider-Man is!" You quickly find the link and impatiently wait for the page to load. And then you see it, boldface print and giant letters across your phone.

The new Marvel Cinematic Universe Spider-Man will be played by: TOM HOLLAND

"HOLY SHIT TOM! You're fucking Spiderman!" you tackle him with a hug, squeezing him so tightly that he has to fight for breath. "I'm so proud of you, I knew you were gonna do big things." you smile brightly.

"We have to go tell everyone else, come on!" Tom pulls you off of him, dragging you out of his bedroom and down the stairs to give his family the big news.

The rest of the Hollands were already together in the family room, and they immediately took notice of yours and Tom's excitement as the two of you are bounding down the stairs.

Out of breath, Tom sprints to the center of the room. "Attention everyone, I have an extremely important announcement to make!" He pauses for dramatic effect, his family waiting in anticipation. "I'M GONNA BE SPIDERMAN!"

This causes an outburst of cheers and applause from his parents and brothers, each one of them getting up to hug Tom and congratulate him on this huge achievement.

Paddy piped up, "How did you get the news? Did they call you or something?"

"Um, not exactly. They posted it on their Instagram and on the Marvel website as well, wanna see?" He turns to you, "Y/N, show them your phone!"

You pull out your phone and open the screen you were just looking at, showing the Hollands the Instagram post and article.

"No way, they're totally hacked." Harry remarks, earning disapproving looks from Nikki and Dom. "if you were really gonna be the next Spiderman, they would have called you."

Before Tom has the time to argue back, his phone rings, as if on cue. Tom pulls it out of his back pocket and nervously studies the number across the screen.

"Well, what are you waiting for div, answer it!" Sam chirps impatiently.

The rest of the room is silent while Tom listens intently to the person the other line. You can't make out what they are saying, but the eventual smile on Tom's face completely gives it away.

"Yes, thank you. Thank you so much for this opportunity," he holds while the other person talks again. "Yeah, I'll be in touch, definitely. Thank you again." Tom ends the call and lets out a sigh of relief. "That was fucking Kevin Feige! I got the part! I actually am gonna be the next Spiderman!"

You and the rest of his family cheered even louder than before, enveloping him in a giant group hug.

"I say we celebrate!" Nikki announces. "How about we go out for a nice dinner?"

Tom smiles, "If I'm honest mum, as nice as that would be, I'd rather just stay in and celebrate here tonight. I like your cooking better than any fancy restaurant anyways."

"Of course honey, I'll make your favorite. We can have a nice big family dinner, how does that sound?"

"Sounds perfect mum, thank you."

She dashes into the kitchen followed by Sam, the aspiring chef of the family, while Dom, Harry, and Paddy go to dress the table.

You take this as your cue to leave, seeing as you don't want to disrupt the rest of Tom's night with his family. "I guess I should get going then," you turn to Tom, hugging him once again. "Congratulations again, I'm so proud of you Tommy." you smile as you head to grab your things before you leave.

"Nonsense! You're staying for dinner too!" Tom stops you.

"Tom, I can't, you should spend this night celebrating with your family." you try to reason with him.

"But I want you here too!" he pouts.

"And you are family!" Nikki pipes in from the kitchen, earning nods of agreement from the rest of the family.

"See, everyone wants you here Y/N, please celebrate with us?" Tom cups your face.

"Are you sure? I really don't want to-"

Nikki cuts you off, piping in once again, "Y/N, I insist you stay for dinner with us. You've been a part of this family for so long, and you know that. So please stay and celebrate with us!" she smiles.

You giggle, "Well, I guess I can't say no to that." Tom smiles, giddily engulfing you in another hug.

After a long and delicious dinner, you and Tom now lay under the stars in the treehouse in his backyard. Dom had built it for you two when you were eight years old, and it's been your special place ever since then. Obviously, it has been upgraded and redecorated since then, now that you and Tom were both eighteen, but it still takes you back to the old days when you were just carefree little kids.

You cuddle into Tom's chest, looking up at the night sky through the small window in the roof of the treehouse. "I wish we could stay here forever," you whisper.

"Me too." Tom pulls you closer, kissing your forehead.

"I don't want things to change Tommy. We're graduating in two weeks, and then you leave for America to go film. I'm so proud of you and so excited for you because I know this is like, your dream, but I really don't know what I'm gonna do without you." A small tear rolls down your cheek which doesn't go unnoticed by Tom.

He wipes the tear off your face with his thumb, cupping your chin to make you face him. "Hey, hey, look at me. Things might be changing, but that doesn't mean we have to. I'm only gonna be gone for a few months, and then I'll be back. I love you so much, and a few hundred miles is never going to change that. I will never let anything come between us, ever, okay?"

You smile softly, "You promise?"

"I promise darling. It's you and me forever. I'm never letting you go. Never in a million years." he kisses you lovingly, and you swear you could just live in this moment for the rest of eternity with him, and only him.

That was six years ago. And what Tom said was true, everything did change. You just wish everything else he had said that night was true too.

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FULL FIC COMING SOON! i hope y'all are excited :)

Tagging some cool people: @emmastarz @selfcarecap @heavenlyholland @spideyspeaches @felicityparkers @ithoughtyouweresokovian @anna-sofia @blizzardbabe @bichellejones @londonspidey @erule @holland-styles @spideybrie @annathesillyfriend @starknik22 @theliterarymess

#tom holland #tom holland fluff #tom holland angst #tom holland smut #tom holland oneshot #tom holland fic #tom holland x reader #tom holland x you #peter parker #peter parker fluff #peter parker smut #peter parker x reader #soph writes

[agent-bash]

Since I trust you to be unbiased what’s your take on the whole Ruze and Atwater situation?

So, I'm going to preface this by saying that I'm not unbiased. No one ever is. Everybody had their favourites, their views on things, and that all colours how we interpret what we see in these scenes. I am very meh when it comes to Adam. I think he's an interesting character, but I am critical of him, though I like to think it doesn't stretch to hate. Kevin, on the other hand, is one of my favourites. So there is definitely bias there. That being said, I do try to be fair, so let's do this. Under the cut for length and for the people who don't want to see it.

I've said this before, and I'll say it again, I don't want what we saw with the phone call to be the end of the conversation between them. I don't think there was enough room in the episode to fully resolve what went down between Kevin and Adam. Still, I don't want the phone call to be a 'we're good, bygones are bygones, all is forgiven' kind of deal. Putting it aside, for now, to focus on Kim; yes. She needed both her boys at that moment, and she'll need them while she's healing. But I really think this is only a temporary truce. Because the show touched on real, relevant issues that are in no way over in our world, which means they aren't over in the show-world either.

Adam and Kevin's smackdown has been brewing all season. I'm not going to focus on the physical fight, just what was said. Because things were said and opinions were shared that need to be addressed, or at least be recognized. Some might say something like, 'it was the heat of the moment,' or 'Adam only said what he did because he was scared for Kim.' And those people would be right. But only to a point. Believe me, I am sympathetic to all that Adam was feeling in this episode; kudos to Paddy for the portrayal. And while those feeling can't be overlooked, they can't be an excuse either. Yes, he only said those things because Kim was missing. He was understandably angry and frustrated, so he did what most of us would and lashed out. And I'm not going to fault him that. But understand that just because he didn't mean to say those things doesn't mean that's not what he thinks and feels. There's an adage: drunken words are sober thoughts. Well, it's the same when you're angry. And when you're scared. Adam meant everything he said to Kevin during that fight. He believes those things, even if that's not when or how he wanted to have that conversation if he ever did.

"A proud reformist," that's what he called Kevin. And that's what all cops should be. But that's not what Adam believes. Get rid of racist cops, yes. 100% he is on board with that. Adam does not think that racists have any business wearing the uniform; you'll never convince me he sees that any other way. Because Adam isn't a racist, and yes, I've seen that accusation hurled at him. Is he unconsciously bias? Yeah, absolutely. So am I, so is every person on this planet, doubly so if you're white. But racist? No. What Adam is, however, is a cop who fully believes in the ends justifying the means. It's why he respected Al so much, why he respects Voight so much, and why he bumped heads with Antonio so much. By his own admission, everything that goes beyond weeding out those racist cops is "overzealous" and "punishing the many to get to the few." Adam doesn't see the need for reform beyond racism. He considers all these reform rules as a hand tying measure, stopping cops from doing their jobs and letting criminals walk. But it's important to note that despite what Adam may think, most of these reform rules aren't new. They're just being enforced. To their strictest measure. Both in terms of their interpretation and their punishment. And Adam does not like that. Worse, he doesn't respect it.

Adam doesn't respect reform, not to the degree it's going to, the degree it needs to go to. What's more, he doesn't respect reformists. To him, they're too concerned with "checking boxes and kissing ass" for the higher-ups, who are only pushing this to try and save face. That means that despite everything they've been through. Despite how much he doesn't want it to be the case. Adam's respect for Kevin is waning. And so is Kevin's respect for him. That's not something that can be, nor should be, resolved by unsaid words. It demands and deserves a longer conversation. But again, understandably, there was no time or place for it in the finale.

This is a conversation I want them to have. I need them to have it. In part because it's scarce to see two guys have this kind of talk. Big blowouts between male characters are often 'resolved' with a grunt, a beer, and maybe a man hug. That's something that needs to end. Another reason is that, despite the result, I don't think anything that happened has changed Adam's view on reform. Though the hopeful side of me thinks that maybe this could be the start. But only if words are said. If nothing else, Adam and Kevin need to talk to come to a mutual understanding. To try and regain some of the respect, they probably only now realized that they've lost. Because a loss of respect leads to a loss of trust. And they can't go on as partners if trust is lost; they can't really gon on as friends either.

#Chicago PD spoilers #Kevin Atwater #Anti-Adam Ruzek #Sort of not really #just covering my bases #asked and answered

[kim-ruzek]

CONGRATULATIONS ON HITTING 100K WORDS PUBLISHED!!!!!

I am so stinking proud of you, because you’re amazing and you’ve written almost 100k burzek words?? That’s an extra 100k that wasn’t in this fandom before. That nobody had read. Of scenarios and storylines and beautiful prose that you did.

I was going to try do a “rank your fics” thing, but then I realised like…I have a top three and then everything else moves around depending on my mood. So I’m telling you my top three.

Number one is, as always, Contentedness. I love this fic so so much. I believe it was the first appearance of Ally (whose now my favourite ever original character and sorry not sorry I’ve stolen her multiple times but HOW COULD I NOT???). This fic just…its the epitome of soft burzek for me. Of burzek loving each other and working through their issues and deciding that their love is worth continuing on with. Is worth going through the hardships. It’s worth it all. Plus the teasing Antonio and him not realising Ally is Adam’s daughter! And that beautiful moment of Kim remembering that she had to tell Voight she and Adam were sleeping together (I can never forget it that line is EMBOSSED INTO MY SOUL). And “I’m talking about my granddaughter, not her father.” From Trudy. This was the moment honorary Grandmother!Trudy was born and she will never leave my soul. Ever.

Two and three I keep tossing up which goes first, and honestly if I wrote this tomorrow I’d probably have a different two and three. But number two right now is family we chose. I just…it’s everything. The nails. The love confession. MAKAYLA AND THE BADGE AROUND HER NECK. All of it. The gentle way they talk to her and explain about Kim. Not glossing over that everything is Not Ok between Kevin and Adam (not that you ever would), and the moment Kim just holds onto her family because she’s survived and they’re there and she loves them so damn much and they love her. It’s…I cry every time. Every. Single. Time.

Three is something’s gone terribly wrong. I remember the day you came up with it, and I just went back through our messages and found the one where I worked out (from no clues) what the twist would be and why Adam was missing. We knew the braincell was a thing anyway, but I think that just cemented our knowledge of its genius. But this fic…this stupid, amazing, awe inspiring fic. I love it so much. Like so incredibly much. (AND HOW IS IT TWO MONTHS OLD ALREADY????) It’s just…it has everything. Suspense, Al’s POV (that you write so well), that moment where Kim has to tell Al that they had sex that morning and oh god I could feel the cringe and embarrassment through the page. Bob being an ass. Voight being protective, AL being protective. Antonio listening to Kim and realising she’s right and getting the information out of Bob. Roman bashing. Kim standing up for herself and telling Trudy she can’t work with him anymore. AND THEN SHE GETS OFFERED INTELLIGENCE AND SHE DESERVES IT. That moment is so gorgeous. And Al turning up at the end and telling Adam he’d have kept the secret? Inviting them for dinner? Ugh it’s EVERYTHING. ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING.

Like…this was so hard and I was going through your fic list and every single one I was like “I LOVE IT” and I could have written lines about every single one. But I think you’d have killed me. But, y’know, duty. Love you, and I can’t wait for the next hundred thousand published words. Folks, you have no idea what Ree’s gonna hit us with.

Not me SOBBING MY HEART OUT AT THIS AGAIN 😭😭😭 I'm questioning if I'll be able to answer this, with how much it reduces me to (happy, ofc) tears each and every time I read over it.

Your pride in me over hitting 100k posted means so so much to me. You're literally my number one cheerleader and as I've said to you so many times, I never would've even gotten close to this amount if it wasn't for you!!! I love you so much and thank you for supporting and encouraging all my most ridiculous ideas.

Now for y'all-- I could've guessed what Cíara's top three of my fics are bc they never hesitate to rave about them and just...so many days they'll be like "oh I reread [this] again and I love it" and I'll cry bc that's the best thing you can tell me.

To respond to your lovely, lovely words now: Cíara, I will be forever overjoyed and amazed how much you love contentedness. You know how I feel about it, that there's that disconnect to it, even though it has some of my favourite lines in it. And my fics are my children, and I feel bad that I can't love that fic as much as I'd like, but I don't feel as bad knowing it gets so much love from you.

And yes!!!! That is the first appearance of Ally!! And I'm going to take this time to express just how much I LOVE THAT YOU LOVE ALLY!! Like the fact that she's your favourite oc and the fact that you've literally stolen her so many times,,,,, it makes me so happy. Like so overwhelmingly happy bc I love her and ugh. Just-- all the feels. Thank you for loving what my brain comes up with and making me not feel so weird for making who Burzek's baby would be.

And I just love love love that you love Kim remembering telling Voight and all that awkwardness. It's one of my first and favourite thoughts I ever made for Burzek and I can't wait until I finally write the scene, not only because that'll mean I'm writing my s7 fix it but so you can have another scene of that to love like you love that line.

I love honorary grandmother!Trudy (or, how she says it in second chances, just grandmother Trudy, their her grandkids blood or not) and I'm so happy you do too.

Family we chose is, I think, one of my favourite fics I've ever wrote. I love all my fics but this one... I love it so much. It was born out of just one (1) photo of Paddy with painted nails and us two screaming about it together and I just... I love it. And I love LOVE that you do too, and all the moments you love about it-- like the badge scene. It's just,,,, it's overwhelming to think about how much I love this fic and that you love it just as much bc that's just incredible and I never thought anyone could love my writing as much as you do.

HOW IS SOMETHING'S GONE TERRIBLY WRONG ALREADY TWO MONTHS OLD????? It feels like only like,,, two weeks ago I was writing it. It never fails to make me laugh and be so in awe that this came out of me being tipsy and then telling you my stupid tipsy ideas. It is my longest, most cohesive fic with some of my all-time favourite scenes and it was made just because I drunkenly laughed at the thought of Kim having to tell Al that she was dating Adam-- and, ofc, the sex moment.

And all the scenes you mentioned... I love it so much and I'm so happy and will never stop being so happy that you love it too. And I'll forever associate it with the moment that we got confirmation, beyond reasonable doubt, that we share a Braincell. The way you just guessed the Bob bits... It's so incredible and I'm so happy we share a braincell.

This ask made me so emotional and teary and I just-- I love you so so much. You are such an incredible person and I'm so happy that I know you. And look-- you made me talk about loving my writing, you made me celebrate!!!! I love that you always, so fiercely and caringly, encourage me to love what I've created, to never be ashamed and put down the ridiculous ideas I come up with, that you tell me that my ideas are self indulgent but that's exactly why I should write them.

And finally, I love how excited you are for all the ideas to come. FILB and FSK and undercover Adam and the Angst monster fic, and Sean Roman is abusive, and Bloodtypes and skater!au and after highschool!au and my many WS!As and all the others that doesn't yet have names.

I love how I come to you with silly ideas, sometimes just so vague-- like with co parents Burzek-- and you just help me grow and nurture them. Without judgement, and with such enthusiasm, even when it comes from my ridiculous tipsy mind.

I never could've gotten here without you, and I won't get to 200k without you, and I'm so happy that you're cheerleading me and just being my friend. I love you so, so much and thank you so much for this and being in my corner, for being the other half of my brain, my writing buddy.

#reese's asks #Cíara tag #I'm SOBBING #this.... I'm so soft rn #and emotional #i love you so much Cíara you are the BEST #(spiral. duty. argument)

[weshallc]

Thank you so much for putting up with me, I feel back in a Bernie state of mind now (I was far too chilled). Let’s see where we go from here.

BERNS NIGHT (revisited)

This has been a Poplar-on-Tweaven production brought to you by the Crown Inn and sponsored by Mount Busby Farm based on original characters from Call the Midwife.

CHAPTER FIVE: Ae Fond Kiss.

“Who Shall Say That Fortune Grieves Him. While The Star of Hope She Leaves Him?” Ae Fond Kiss, Robert Burns 1791

“I Pictured A Rainbow, You Held It In Your Hands.” The Whole of the Moon, The Waterboys 1985

Bernie grabbed Val’s arm to steady herself. Paddy stood in front of her fidgeting with the cobalt blue fabric with a wide green check overlayed with a thinner gold and black one. His fiddling pulled at the kilt pin weighing the piece of cloth down at the knee. The tiny silver dagger bearing his clan crest caught the light from the hall where Bernie remained stood stock still in the doorway.

Paddy then reached for the frilly white lace jabot fastened around his neck, pulling at the lace with one hand, as if it was choking him. The other hand straightened the black waistcoat with the three silver buttons, matching the three on the sleeves of the Montrose jacket. They in turn matched those perfectly polished down the front of both sides of the centre of that waist length black jacket.

Bernie’s dropped jaw started to quiver as a chuckle threatened to emerge. Paddy shot a look of accusation at Val who intern nipped Bernie’s arm. Her friend regained her composure.

“I told you she would think I look ridiculous,” Paddy spat at Val as if Bernie wasn’t in the room. It was however Bernie who responded as Val’s confidence appeared to waver.

“No, you don’t. It’s just a bit of a shock. I am not quite sure what’s going on.”

“We..well some people thought it might be nice to put on a Burns Supper. Like we used to...before-” Paddy started to falter as he noticed Bernie’s eyes mist over.

“For your birthday.” Piped in Val, trying to help Paddy out and regaining her confidence. “I will leave you to it, I’ve left Jack behind the bar and well he is still pretty green, if anyone asks for a cocktail we may be in danger of losing our licence.”

On Val’s departure, Bernie moved towards Paddy. The forgotten scarf Trixie had placed around her friend’s shoulders fell to the floor. Paddy bent down to pick it up.

“Oops, be careful, good job there is no-one stood behind you.”

Paddy straightened up swiftly and stroked down the back of his kilt. Bernie allowed a relief filled giggle as she saw Paddy’s frown soften. Taking the scarf from Paddy, she sighed. The pattern matched the tablecloths downstairs. “My mother’s tartan, they haven’t missed a trick, have they?”

“Trixie was most put out when her attempts to discover the Mannion tartan drew a blank.”

“Mannion is an Irish name, sorry.” Bernie wasn’t quite sure why she was apologising for her name, but it felt appropriate.

“We all know that now,” laughed Paddy.

“How did you find the Home clan tartan?”

“Violet and Evie poured over hundreds of samples and narrowed it down to a few which they matched to old photos of Wilf’s kilt. They figured that was how the wily old bugger had got round it, using your mam’s tartan.”

“Everyone has gone to so much trouble, I feel like such a fraud. I just wanted an evening alone with you in Appleby Thornton.” Bernie blushed, feeling even more guilty.

Sensing her confusion, Paddy cupped her cheeks in his hands. “We can go out any night.” 

Bernie raised an eyebrow at Paddy’s optimism. Even though Jack had turned eighteen and could now serve behind the bar, Paddy still found it difficult to let go. Most of their evenings were spent working or propping up the bar.

Any further discussion of their work-play balance would have to wait. The sound of familiar footsteps running up the stairs alerted them their presence was required in the bar. Paddy and Bernie followed Tim into a cacophony of noise, the sound of fiddle, banjo and accordion mixed with laughter and the pounding of feet on the wooden floor.

Tim grinned and nodded as Bernie asked, “Isn’t that the Bridges that come in on a Thursday night?”

“Apparently, before they were married, they used to go to Scottish dancing on Thursday nights.”

Kevin and the Tweaven Folk band sounded like a group of musicians who were enjoying a successful long awaited reunion, rather than strangers that had only met a few days ago. Apparently Kevin didn’t just play the Bagpipes but was going to town on the harmonica.  Mac had found refuge in Reggie and had settled on a bench seat with the dog's head resting on the lad’s lap.

Alan Bridges and his wife Yvonne broke from each other and flew off in different directions to persuade, grab and drag the people sitting at the tables onto the makeshift dance floor. Fred was up first, taking hold of Vi who had pushed her nose out of the kitchen to sneak a peek at the fun. She protested, explaining she couldn’t leave her post, but Evie chased her onto the dance floor with a tea towel.

Bernie smiled at Patsy and Delia. She had never seen anyone quick step to the Gay Gordons before. Phyllis’ face was flushed as she tried to stay in time, partnered by a very light on her feet Lucille. Bernie grinned as Paddy dug his son in the ribs and Tim scowled, shaking his head in protest. Her smugness was short-lived when Alan Bridges took hold of her hand and dragged her onto the floor. She groaned to herself, realising she should have seen it coming. But she knew she wasn’t the only one who had been distracted and let their guard down. As Alan swung her around, she glimpsed a determined Yvonne pulling a very reluctant Paddy to the centre of the room. A massive cheer went up, and it wasn’t for his dancing prowess, but the first view of the crowd of Paddy in his Highland Dress.

Bernie couldn’t deny she felt a tingle as the lights dimmed and Paddy stood behind the tressel table. She could see how nervous he was, his thumb working against the forefinger of his left hand, the right hand turning over his phone on the table. Voices were hushed, sensing a level of anticipation in the air. She hoped he could see her reassuring smile. When he returned her wink she knew he understood.

Everyone instinctively got to their feet as the sound of the pipes flooded the room. Kevin slowly marched into the bar from the kitchen playing, Mac following at his feet, ears pricked. A few steps behind walked Violet, beaming proudly, carrying a silver tray with her pride and joy in prime position. She placed the dish in front of a very pale but focused landlord. Bernie noticed Vi gently touch Paddy’s hand after she had laid down her burden.

Paddy cleared his throat, and everyone sat. Bernie held her breath, she was relieved when he started reading from his phone in his own soft Northern English twang and didn't attempt a Scottish accent. He did struggle a little with more than the odd word and she noticed it was in parts an English translation of Burns’s Address to a Haggis. She did think her dad would be shaking his head and laughing if he was watching these antics held in his memory. As a shiver left her, she wondered if Marianne was also looking down with pride and amusement.

Bernie bit her lip. This was the difficult bit, if trying to read a 18th century Scottish poem out loud wasn’t hard enough. She knew from years of experience Paddy had to keep reciting while removing the Sgian-dubh from his woolly knee-length socks. He then had to pull the small dagger out of its black leather holder and plunge the blade into the Haggis at just the right moment in the text. She went to hold on to her chair but was surprised when a long thin hand grabbed hers. Tim’s hand was cold, but sweaty at the same time, and she squeezed it back.

The verbal response of the audience to Paddy whipping the blade out of its sheath made Bernie giggle, and she heard a snort from her neighbour. The following stab and slash into the unsuspecting pudding received equal responses of gasps and murmurs. She felt the boy’s hand slacken in her own and his breath released from his chest at the same time she let her lungs relax. Bernie felt Paddy was doing the same, pausing as the crowd regained its collective composure. He dared to give her a quick glance, and she beamed in approval. She wished she could go over to him and push back the wayward kink of hair that had fallen over his face during the dramatics.

Paddy finished the poem with ease following the tricky bit. He didn’t seem to mind stumbling over some of the unfamiliar words. It wasn’t like anyone was going to correct him. There was much relief all around when he finally toasted the Haggis, and everyone could raise the complimentary whisky they had been nursing since the beginning of the festivities. Not everyone had been patient and some found they were toasting with an empty glass, supping air. A nervous Bernie would have been included in this number, but Trixie had passed on her dram so she could at least properly take part in the toast. Paddy received a standing ovation. He wasn’t deceived it was for his faultless performance, but more for effort or maybe they were just hungry and glad it was finally over.

The assembled guests ate their fill of Scottish Fayre. The whisky sauce may have proved more popular than the spicy offal and oatmeal pudding. Although Violet did remark that Poplar’s vegan population had seemed to increase dramatically overnight. Buckle’s Breweries Burns Bernie Beers proved very popular. Ale Fond Kiss, Red Red Rose Ruby Ale and Auld Lang Stout all sold out.

The dancing recommenced to the Tweaven Folk band and its newest member. The Bridges and the lead singer tried to engineer a ceilidh of sorts. This resulted in a room full of mostly English people flinging themselves and each other about in an attempt at the longest communal twizzy world record. The highlight being every time Paddy spun around in his kilt, a large cheer went up as it splayed out.

Eventually he refused to dance and Bernie gave up too. She found him outside smoking one of her roll-ups. She just grinned, knowing he deserved one. Bernie hugged Trixie’s scarf around her.

“Aren’t you cold in...erm that?”

Paddy smoothed the kilt under him, between his bare legs and the cool wood of Peggy and Frank’s memorial bench. Bernie grinned and went back indoors.

She returned with two Abhainn Dearg malt whiskies and one of the tartan tablecloths. She wrapped it around Paddy’s shoulders before perching herself on his chilly knees, flipping his sporran up out of the way. Paddy took over the blanket duties and wrapped the cover round her.

Cold fingers fumbled over sharing the dying cigarette and they sipped from the same whisky tumbler. From where she had placed them, Bernie could only reach one glass without leaving the warmth of the tablecloth and Paddy’s arms. Paddy had long since dispensed with the faffy lace ruff and wore a cream open neck Jacobite shirt, again courtesy of connections of Patsy. As Bernie playfully twisted the string ties around the fingers of one hand. She slowly ran the fingers of her other hand along the hem of the kilt.

“Is this Turner tartan, then?”

“No, the Turners are from Liverpool, probably some Irish in there somewhere too, but my mother’s family hailed from Fife.” Paddy softly answered.

Bernie wriggled on his knee, trying to gain a bunch of the fabric of the kilt in her hand, as the band broke into Deacon Blue’s, Dignity.

“So which clan...ayyyyyeah!” She quickly jumped up vigorously rubbing the flesh between her boot and the hem of her dress on her right thigh. Paddy stared at her in confusion and concern.

“Something bit me.”

“It’s January.”

“Am I bleeding, is there a bump?” Bernie turned her back to Paddy and lifted up her skirt. Paddy started to wonder whose birthday it was. He used his phone as a torch and took his time giving a thorough examination of her right thigh. The eventual diagnosis was no injury to her person, but there was a nasty snag in her new-on tights.

Paddy also identified the culprit pointing to the clan dagger attached to the front of his kilt. “I think you sat on this?”

“You stabbed me.”

“You stabbed you.”

She leant down and carefully unfastened the pin from the front apron of the kilt. She recovered her position now free from hazards. Scrutinising the tiny weapon in her hands under the light of Paddy’s phone,

“Aww, the crest is the world below a rainbow between two clouds. What does the motto say?”

“At Spes Infracta.”

“Oooh, you're getting the hang of these ancient tongues, aren’t you?” Bernie giggled, “what does it mean in boring old English?”

Paddy, who had been laughing with her, fell serious.

“It means Yet My Hope is Unbroken.” He gently tipped her chin forward with his thumb and forefinger and kissed her.

“That’s beautiful.” Bernie caught her breath. “What was your mam’s maiden name?”

“Hope.”

“Home and Hope,” smiled Bernie, partly to herself.

Paddy reached inside his sporran and handed Bernie a small tartan box with a gold bow on top.

“But this was my present.” She smiled, pulling on his shirt strings.

Paddy shone his phone torch on the box as Bernie opened it and carefully took out a silver brooch. She got hold of Paddy’s hand and shone it on a silver V bending inwards to make the shape of a heart with an emerald at the base just below the Home clan crest.

“That is a very fierce looking lion, why am I not surprised.” Bernie didn’t need the torch to see the glint in Paddy’s eye as he spoke. “I nearly got you the Hope rainbow one instead....but I wasn’t sure.”

Bernie smiled, “Maybe next year?”

“You are still very presumptuous after all these years. This was a one night only kinda thing,” Paddy choked, then swiftly changing the subject, “I liked the motto on the Hume crest, anyway.”

Bernie was impressed with his correct Scottish pronunciation of Home. She read aloud the words around the lion's head A Home, A Home, A Home, that is the slogan, but the motto is actually True To The End .”

“Well, I think the matriarchy has it tonight.”

“Do you know Robbie Burns was a great supporter of women's rights as well as being a romantic? He wrote a poem about it.”

“From what I’ve heard, he was very fond of women indeed. Counting the number of children he fathered.”

“Yes, that as well,” muttered Bernie, “but just for tonight I am going to be Shelagh Bernadette Mannion-Home and you can be Patrick Turner-Hope.

The traditional music of the Corries was now interspersed with more recent Scottish poetry, as the band played tunes by the likes of Travis and Franz Ferdinand. The Proclaimers, I’m Gonna Be 500 miles, filtered through the door leading to the beer garden. The accompanying laughter, the sound of leather and man-made sole stomping on polished oak convinced the two in the beer garden they weren’t being missed.

“One thing I can’t get my head around is how Val convinced you to do this?”

“She just reminded me of every time you have stepped out of your comfort zone for me. How many times you have had to embrace a part of yourself that you didn’t know existed or had thought you had left behind.”

Bernie rubbed her thumb over the slogan on her new brooch as Paddy continued.

“Basically how many times you have put me, us, our hope of a life, a home together before the person who you thought you were and believed yourself to be.”

“Val said that?”

“Sort of, maybe a bit more colourful and there was some violence involved, but I did agree with the sentiment.”

“I think our mams would have approved of Val.”

“Are you true to the end, Shelagh Bernadette?”

“Well, you just better hope this isn’t the end, Patrick.”

The sounds of Auld Lang Syne filled the night and Paddy leaned forward for another kiss, suddenly aware Bernie had very cold hands and had chosen not to replace the kilt pin.

#call the midwife #berns night revisited #to be continued #soon hopefully #home and hope #bless them

[sanoiro]

Lucifer 5x04 - It Never Ends Well for the Chicken - Spoilers And Speculation

Warning! There is always a possibility that certain scenes might have been mixed up under their non-respective episodes.

I would appreciate if no media from my S&S posts were taken (again!). I post bts directly from the OPs never from second sources. I spend hours on this as a fan but I’m not a news site nor a source for anyone, therefore, do not take anything from this post. If you want to post some of the photos or videos you see here find the OPs do not take advantage of the hours I’ve spent on this! 

Written By: Aiyana White

Directed By: Viet Nguyen

Aiyana White has written/co-written the episodes:

4x05 - Orgy Pants At Work

5x04 - It Never Ends Well for the Chicken

5x10 - Resting Devil Face (Teleplay)

Cast: Tom Ellis as Lucifer, Lauren German as Chloe, DB Woodside as Amenadiel, Lesley-Ann Brandt as Maze, Kevin Alejandro as Dan, Scarlett Estevez as Trixie, Rachael Harris as Linda Martin and Aimee Garcia as Ella.

Season 4 Recurring Characters: None Officially Announced Guest Cast:

Emil Beheshti...Abe Gantz

Iris Braydon...Portraitist

Patrick Daniel...Paddy

Christopher Gerse...Benny

Joe Sobalo Jr....Vincenzo

Behind The Scenes

(Including the ET intwerviews)

Locations

This episode was shot in two locations the WB lot and at a mansion at Beverly Hills.

- Penthouse?

- New York Street WB Lot

-New York Street WB Lot - The ‘Garden’ Club

-Beverly Hills Mansion (Ellis + German and a lot of background actors)

This S&S is different than the rest mainly because on some level I know certain parts of the plot so here I had to decide what to do. The writers are obviously really proud about this episode and they should be as it is based on an amazing concept. At the same time do I really need to spoil a magnificent episode by writing accurately around 1/3 or 1/2 of the episode? To prove what? To achieve what? After the Part has dropped I’ll share that script page.

So early on I talked to some friends and it was decided that the verified by a script page and crew call page spoilers would not make it in the S&S. At least not the actual core of the episode. Some minor details here and there will still be here yet that is met with another problem as 5x04 sets in motion the rest of the season and if I’m correct also affects 5x09. Therefore, I do hope you do not mind if I’m vague on some parts. Finally don’t you worry when I speculate about things I will tell you upfront like I have done in the previous episodes.

As you can imagine I struggled a lot on how to explain this episode and write the S&S by what has already been spoiled from the cast, mainly in their ET interview at that time from Lauren, Ellis, DB and Aimee.

What I have to tell you first is that 5x04 moves on 3 levels. The first level is the present as a story is being told, it does not begin at random. If you remember 5x03 left us with a temporary solution and two amethyst bracelets on Dan and Lucifer. At the same time 5x05 features the title Detective Amenadiel. Lets speculate here that Lucifer is not that well so the clarity he gained in 5x03 with the show Diablo allowed him to recall of a different time that’s the second level, his past. The third level is how the episode is dressed meaning as a Noir episode that is set in the 1940s.

First, let’s explore the first level. Lucifer for some reason he feels the need to take the audience back to his past, and in order to do that there must be a present audience in his story. Someone that will make him go back and forth. I remind you that the shootings of the noir episode didn’t give any space for a lot of present time shootings so I would guess that Lucifer is at a place he feels safe perhaps his penthouse or Chloe’s house. I do not think that must be happening during therapy as we need a place that comforts him and this is a story not a therapy session the whole structure of it does not support Lucifer talking during a therapy session but to someone he trusts.

Now as you know when you tell a story you need to put everything in a perspective that your audience will understand. Us yes but also the person/s Lucifer has in front of him so the story changes and is manipulated according to us the viewers but also Lucifer’s audience.

w let’s go to the third level before the second for a very simple reason. We would expect for Lucifer to remember his past that this story to be set in Heaven, the Silver City to have angels and a pearly gate, clouds and harps but our genius writers take us somewhere else. They take us in 1940 before the US joined the Second World War. The US joined WII on December 7, 1941. The clothes the actors wear carry this late 1930s, early 1940s style where everything is bigger, there is colourful patterned fabric, no shortage of metal, there is no reason for grimness and of course, there is no war. So here is the thing as the audience you can hear the war drums echoing in the distance but this episode for its main part carries this innocence before WW2. WW2 is also relatable to the humans in Lucifer’s life, they get that people never expect a grand war and that certain behaviours are understandable.

In addition to that film noir concept for 5x04, before WW2 that genre was popular but skyrocketed in the 1940s when we had two of the most amazing Hollywood noir films of all time. By the way, do remember that Hollywood thrived due to the war as the rest of the world either had to halt filming big productions or the technology was simply not affordable yet you will find some good foreign movies but without the same exposure Hollywood gave for the simple reason that it had not been affected directly by the war, meaning the bombs and the poverty.

Now the Noir films I was talking about are The Maltese Falcon that was released in October of 1941 just two months before Pearl Harbor and Citizen Cain in May of 1941 that inspired so many great film noirs we can also mention of course High Sierra in January of 1941. All these movies are important to remember as Lucifer’s past is narrated in a very similar way but with a twist which I’ll let you know what it is when I start explaining the second level. Until I get there do remember that Lauren was watching the movie ‘Only Angels Have Wings’ (1939) which although it is not a film noir it is relatable to this episode and I wouldn’t be surprised if the writers recommended to the actors to watch it. So we gather that the film noir is not a random choice or an attempt to make this episode artistic as other shows have done but it actually deals with that atmosphere the misdealings and the unfortunate choices but also heartbreak. Well, for some that is.

The second level of this episode is that Lucifer talks about his past. If level two and level three correspond then we can claim that it was before Lucifer Fell. I do believe and support this theory as on a level it follows the Comic’s concept that Lucifer Fell around the time he met Lilith. Lilith has been confirmed for 5x04.

Now if we are in a time when Lucifer didn’t Fell what does that mean for the episode itself? Who will. appear there? Why do we have Chloe dressed as a man? Why Lauren called her character Jack? What is going on? Unfortunately for all of us I know that part so I’ll have to skip it but at the same time I’ll not disappoint you.

First of all the second and the third level are connected so they are one thing and the whole story is on some level an allegory in some places and true on others. In order to understand this better you need to be familiar with the book/movie “The Life of Pi”. For the ones who have not read/watched it it’s basically a story of a boy stranded at sea with a Tiger, a Zebra, A Hyena and a Chimpanzee only in the end to realize that none of the zoo animals the ship carried had made it to the raft but the actual story involved humans, murder, cannibalism and the madness that led to boy’s survival through a long quest of keeping up faith to nothing yet everything. The same happens in this episode more or less.

Our characters are changing and as Aimee said even her character in that episode is different. You see the only constant in this story is mainly Lucifer, most of the rest are ‘shifting’ and that’s the appropriate word to explain it. You should also go to all the leads social media and discover some more clues here and there because our leads do not do post in random. Like with my speculation with Inbar for 5x03 I support the same speculation here but from a different person.

So let’s get to the story that Lucifer attempts to narrate. We are back in a time before the big war and we see a Lucifer with lighter colours, curious and of course young. We do not know if he has Fallen but as I speculate over and over in this S&S let’s say that he has not so perhaps we will see the process of that Fall of what or who helped him think for himself.

In the comics, Lucifer after Ibrael slept with Lilith and she bore him a Nephelim son called Briadach, Lucifer and Lilith started having long conversations over why she lays with demons, why she left Adam and the matter of will comes up something that Lucifer contemplates a lot after that. As the years pass in the comics the time comes when Briadach and Maze kill Ibrael because not only he refused his son but also wanted to exile all the Lilim from the Silver City which they have built. You see Lilith was so in love with Ibrael that she gave him her children as builders for the City of Heaven.

Long story short the Angels wanted to kill Maze and Briadach to atone the sin of Ibrael’s murder but Lucifer refuses to take a side which angers Gabriel. Samuel then takes the name Lucifer and leaves the Silver City,

The chances of all that happening are slim to none of course but the concept that Lucifer and Lilith talk at some point in that episode about will and freedom means a lot. There are a lot of firsts in this episode actually that the viewers will certainly love. Also, I do not think we should approach their meeting as a romance more like a platonic romance of similar ideas and a start of how Lucifer made a stand towards divine plans.

Talking of firsts as some of fans noticed Lucifer in that episode didn’t wear his ring. The writers' room had two backstories (not from the start of the series!) for that according to Idly and apparently, they have decided which one to use so in 5x04 we will see how Lucifer got his ring but not everything is that simple or innocent. And talking about lack of innocence that is one of the reasons why the Garden is transformed to a club that bears the same name in the episode. Also perhaps that duet is actually Lucifer’s first introduction to a piano and he is a natural? Honestly no idea.

^Video Here

There is also always an alias... I told you this story is moving on 3 levels all the time. 

It was first assumed that it was Lauren but as White was the writer of 5x04, in reality, we see Ellis and Lesley Ann before their duet if that tux is anything to go about. 

From the bts we have seen that there is a case, there is always a case and there is even a police car so if I were you I would expect a body somewhere (you will probably be shocked when you see the victim) and so things will need to be investigated and unveiled. Meaning the culprit.

We have seen Lauren with a black eye as well as a cut lip and that is again normal as the story progresses yet you will not get much of the story’s zest aside from the fact that Lucifer is working with Lauren’s ‘Jake’ and that in the Garden he meets Lesley-Ann with which he has a duet. Perhaps some mommy issues from Maze can finally be addressed when Lilith makes her entrance.

^Lucifer getting in the Garden Club^

^Remember there is always a trap... There is always a chase for riches and... power. 

Now you may ask and what of the Proprietor? Well, he might be our villain and he might be someone totally unexpected. Do not get fooled by titles and do expect the unexpected.

As a final note, I’ll have to remind you this. Season 5 is a heavily supernatural based season like S4 was and before that S2. It’s basically what the Writers Room can do without being controlled by a Network and when they have the freedom to create the path they want for the characters. Season 1 was supposed to be a filler for FOX and to get a second season it was unexpected, to say the least and then in December of 2017 the news came that it had been renewed for a 3rd season at that point, the network wanted a full S2 meaning 22 episodes, 4 of which as you know were moved in S3. So S2, S4 and S5 are in the same tune and 5x04 will set the tune to synchronize with the supernatural elements of the past seasons.

Plot-wise you will notice that most of the shooting was done at night also Lucifer’s clothing lighten up here and there while the story becomes bleaker. 

^Some bts suggest that Maze is present in Lucifer’s story or at least in the present aka the first level of that episode even if she is not around that story from the beginning. 

Now early in this S&S I told you that this episode might affect Season 5 Part 1 as a whole and even 5x09 but I didn’t tell you why. The solution of 5x03 is temporary and Lucifer in 5x04 realizes that he can find a permanent one by recalling events of his past. Perhaps his audience comes to the conclusion that a solution may lie on a detail of 5x04. That leads to a quest but what frees Dan and Lucifer has other consequences and do not be surprised if in Part 2 you will see the younger version of Lucifer again that you met in 5x04. Confusing? Yes, but better than nothing I suppose at least we know that the season is well crafted.  

Unfortunately due to the circumstances under this S&S is written I’ll not answer any questions that will ask from me to clarify or further speculate details and in general what I have mentioned above. Thank you for your understanding.

PS As far as I know up to that point the Hell set was still up in the stage so we might see it again in 5x04. Only time will tell.

PS2 There are hints everywhere in every single bts above. Things that are obvious and others that you simply cannot spot until you watch the episode but trust me this will be an unforgettable experience for all Lucifans!

Although some photos seem to be the same like the ones in 5x03, which is true, it is why sometimes we do not know which episode she shoots as multiple scenes from 2-3 episodes sometimes are shot in one day due to Scarlet’s other responsibilities and under the Child Actor Act that does not allow a child to work for more than a certain number of days and hours per week. 

Bonding time I guess... 

^The same t-shirt so we shall see :P 

#lucifer spoilers #lucifer speculation #lucifer 5x04 #Lucifer 5x04 - It Never Ends Well for the Chicken #Sanoiro S&S

[jkottke]

Defund the Police? We've Already Done It Successfully in America.

The American system of law enforcement is so deeply embedded into our national psyche that if you find the idea of defunding or abolishing the police challenging, I don't blame you. But imagine calling an ambulance because a loved one was having trouble breathing or was suffering a stroke and, instead of the expected trained paramedics, a man with a gun showed up. Not great, right? As Jamie Ford explains in this thread, that was not unusual in America until recently.

Until the 70s, ambulance services were generally run by local police and fire departments. There was no law requiring medical training beyond basic first-aid and in many cases the assignment of ambulance duty was used as a form of punishment.

As you can imagine, throwing people with medical emergencies into the back of a paddy wagon produced less than spectacular health outcomes. Now imagine how much worse it became when disgruntled white police officers were demoted to ambulance duty in black neighborhoods.

From Kevin Hazzard's The First Responders:

Emergency care was mostly a transportation industry, focused on getting patients to hospitals, and it was dominated by two groups: funeral homes and police departments. Call the local authorities for help and you'd likely get morticians in a hearse or cops in a paddy wagon. If you received any treatment en route to the hospital -- and most likely you did not -- it wouldn't be very good. At best, one of the people helping may have taken a first-aid course. At worst, you'd ride alone in the back, hoping, if you were conscious, that you'd survive.

Pittsburgh's Freedom House Ambulance Service changed all that, ushering in a new era of much improved medical care for communities around the US.

Together the two men hashed out a plan: Hallen would raise the money, Safar would contribute his medical expertise, and together they would design advanced ambulances and teach paramedics to provide care on the scene of an accident or emergency. It would be a pioneering medical effort, and Hallen, who was white, suggested another first. The Falk Fund was committed to mitigating racism, and Hallen wanted to staff the service with young black men from the Hill. He hoped that empowering individuals long deemed unemployable would be a source of pride in the black community, a symbol of equality, and a signal that bigoted notions about the black people of Pittsburgh standing in their own way were nonsense.

To help with recruitment, Hallen and Safar partnered with an organization called Freedom House Enterprises, a nonprofit dedicated to establishing and supporting black-run businesses in the city. Freedom House handled staffing for the fledgling ambulance service and recruited the first class of paramedics, including Vietnam veterans and men with criminal records.

So this is a great instance in which armed and untrained police officers have been relieved of a particular responsibility and replaced with specially trained personnel, resulting in a greatly improved outcome for members of the community. If you want other examples, just think about how odd, unhelpful, and dangerous it would be for our communities if the police showed up -- armed with a loaded weapon -- to collect your garbage, to put out fires, to inspect restaurants, to fix potholes, or to deliver the mail. No, we have sanitation workers, firefighters, public health inspectors, municipal maintenance workers, and postal workers to do these jobs -- and they're all trained in the ins and outs of their particular disciplines.

With these examples in mind, instead of armed personnel handling a wide variety of situations for which they are often not trained, it becomes easier to imagine traffic patrols conducting transportation safety stops, social workers responding to domestic disputes, special crisis centers assisting rape victims, mental health counselors helping people behaving erratically in public, housing guides finding homeless folks a place to stay, student safety coaches helping struggling students navigate school, unarmed personnel responding to property crime, and drug addiction counselors helping drug users stay safe. These are all areas where American communities have applied policing by default, like a flimsy bandaid. It's ineffective, expensive, and dangerous, and communities should think seriously about supporting and funding alternatives that will be more effective, cheaper, safer, and produce better outcomes for everyone.

[fank0ne]

Okay, I'm mad. I was supposed to post this waaay earlier but Tumblr fucked it up and here we are. My anxiety's tryna crawl back to me and I have to deal with it too, so, ugh, bear with me.

Anyways, this whole thing is gonna be messy af, you've been warned.

FIRE:

Cruz and Chloe. What did Joe do in his previous life that the universe wants tries to fuck up any tiny bit of happiness? The poor guy just lost his best friend and now the person he wants to spend the rest of his life with ditches him? Great timing, by the way.

C'mon, give him a break. He's suffered enough and certainly doesn't deserved. Joe is literally a sweetheart.

Severide and Stella. Did Kelly (I hate his first name so much, you have no idea) really say "(...) with our kids and grandkids surrounding me"?! Stellaride are so cute, it's like they live in their own bubble of happiness and, ugh, they've matured so much and to hear Severide say that he wants to grow old with Kids (we already knew that, but to actually hear it gives it another effect)... it just warms my heart.

I hope Stella gets to choose some cool badass names for dem kids.

Jay and Adam partnering up and doing Mouse's work?! Dope.

I've got something to confess: I don't know why or how, but I recently entered the Halzek spiral and so whenever they're around one another I literally freak out. Can you blame me, though?

MED:

Who is this Andrea girl? Is she an angel sent from above who's gonna help us associate the word end to Manstead? Has that moment finally arrived? Sarcasm aside, I'm curious! I wanna know what was/is the nature of her relationship with Will. They definitely fucked at least once -- I'm not saying it, their faces were saying it. Sorry, guys, I don't make the rules.

Dr. Marcel. I can't call him Crockett because in Italian it sounds like nugget. Like, you say chicken nuggets, we say crocchette (Crockett-e) di pollo, and it's just weird lol.

That look on his face he had every time he had to announce the time of death of one of his patients honestly broke my heart. He felt so helpless and, I'm not gonna lie, I wanted to give him a big hug.

I don't really know how I feel about his character, though... sometimes I like him, sometimes I don't. I just feel like he has a big, kind heart underneath that cheesy and cocky surface and I know he'll eventually grow on me.

Also, does he have a crush on April or is he just being, you know, himself..? Because I'm not a huge fan of love triangles and I think Chexton is endgame, but I don't know??? I don't wanna see what could happen with the three of them, but I also wanna see it. It makes no sense, good.

William and Natalie (≠ Manstead, careful there). Did you notice how cool it was without the two of them causing unnecessary drama? They suddenly became almost lovable (I actually would die for Will, who the fuck I'm kidding lol) when they're not near one another. Seriously though, I liked them in these episodes (yup, Natalie too, unbelievable!)

Okay, I'll stop with this shitty type of sarcasm. It's not even funny LMFAO.

I am so into this intelligent, witty and super capable version of William Halstead and, yeah, I know the emergency situation required him to be, but I feel like maybe Andrea's presence spurred him a little bit? I'm just randomly guessing here.

And Natalie too! I loved the interaction between her and Hailey, I think they never ever spoke to each other before, so it was cool to see them together. 

About Hailey... the promo pictures truly misled me (and my fellow Upstead shippers) and now I feel stupid for believing they were gonna feed us with some juicy content. I mean, I wasn't expecting Jay to confess his feeling to Hailey (even thought, in my - not - humble opinion, he already did in 6.22), but damn bro!!! He didn't give two fucks about how she was doing. He literally only went to Med to update her on the investigations and that's all. I feel betrayed. Not only by Jay, but by the whole unit, except for my giant teddy bear Kevin and Voight (he cares in his own way). What I'm saying is, of course the squad was concerned about her (I hope so?), it would've been cool to see it (I'm a chaotic bitch, leave me alone).

Maggie and Sharon. You’re telling me that Maggie needed Sharon to force her into going home, otherwise she would’ve stayed at the hospital? I love Maggie, she’s my favorite character in Med, but that’s just dumb. Periodth. I’m glad Sharon sent her home... the fuck?

PD:

Good Lord, Jay Halstead really seemed to be concerned about his brother well-being. That's a first! I bet they read the post in which I was ranting about him not giving a damn whenever Will gets injured. The definitely read it (yup, sure honey).

The scene in which he was being held hostage by that scien-terrorist (Hailey thing her hair up was super sexy to see, by the way)... Jay, did you really had to make that long ass cut on your arm? I swear to God, he's so extra sometimes (6.07!!!), he could've just cut the tip of one of his fingers. Like, hello?

I know y'all kinda hate him, but can we protect William Halstead forever and ever? Cutie wanted to follow Voight to wherever Jay was.

Will is dumb af (like dumb dumb) but he's a sweetie.

Rojas and Atwater go get drinks together. I see y'all, that's what I want to hear. But how come Trudy Platt, queen of roasting people, didn't tease Vanessa about it? She's must've been really exhausted, that had been a hell of a day!

Adam and Kim. Are they forreal? I mean, their scene lasted, what, 1 minute max, and it was the ultimate hottest thing. And they were only looking at each other and their fingers were touching. That's all. They're driving me insane already, good. I like it. They got some beautiful round asses, both Marina and Paddy. Congrats. I guess Grandpa Hank is gonna have another grandchild (Ruzek is basically Hank's son, we all know that).

Jay Halstead smiling at life for once... it makes me smile too.

I always love me some Halstead brothers scenes, it's always good to see them together.

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The plot idea was cool, very Halloween-esque, and it made me think of Justin Timberlake’s song Supplies (the world can end now, baby, we’ll be living in The  Walking Dead).

I absolutely loved how everything had been so smoothly done: Brett and Foster at Med, Kim at the crime scene, Boden’s phone call, Voight driving the car, and I could go on forever with examples... what I’m tryna say is that the interaction between the characters was portrayed super well. Whoever edited the crossover certainly did their part, but I think all of this is also due to the fact that the cast members are friends in real life too and, yeah, it was super cool to see them all together.

Sounds superfluous to say it, but I loved this crossover. It’s definitely my favorite one, hands down. 

#one chicago #chicago fire #chicago med #chicago pd #matt casey #kelly severide #emily foster #sylvie brett #joe cruz #stella kidd #mouch #randy mcholland #blake gallo #darren ritter #wallace boden #stellaride #will halstead #natalie manning #april sexton #ethan choi #chexton #crockett marcel #sexcel #maggie lockwood #sharon goodwin #daniel charles #hank voight #henry voight #jay halstead #one chicago crossover

[eyescinematic]

FUN NEVER STOPS IT'S JUST BUNCH OF RESPONSIBILITIES GIVING THEM A PAUSE.

We always remember our childhood as one of the special memories, bunch of friends playing, fighting, celebrating, caring, teasing etc. But what happens if they have to move far away from you or some other reason takes them away from you and the fun and friendship

in your life reaches a full stop. What would you do, to bring them back together once again and reunite the memories for the final time. Here, we are talking about '2013' movie "Last Vegas" directed by Jon Turteltaub.

The movie is about four childhood friends Billy (Micheal Douglas), Sam (Kevin Kline), Paddy (Robert De Niro) and Archie (Morgan Freeman) calling themselves a "Flatbush Four" and after 58 years Billy (Micheal Douglas) calls Sam (Kevin Kline) and Archie (Morgan Freeman) to tell them that he's getting married with his fiancee who is 31 years old and have to throw a Bachelor Party for them in Las Vegas as one final trip. As the movie goes on we find that the relationship between Billy (Michael Douglas) and Paddy (Robert De Niro) is not good due to some personal issues in between them and he asks Sam and Archie to bring Paddy to Las Vegas with them to celebrate and be a part of Bachelor Party and to reunite "Flatbush Four" again.

Director Jon Turteltaub who is famous for his National Treasure (2004- 2007) did something quite different this time with having some powerful cast from the Hollywood's golden period of all time. Everyone gave their best especially the rivalry shown between Billy (Micheal Douglas) and Paddy (Robert De Niro) makes you hold to watch this joyful ride. Morgan Freeman and Kevin Kline nailed their performances by giving us some joyous moments and the spirit of holding them all together. The script is written by Dan Fogelman who is known for Cars (2004), Tangled (2010) and Danny Collins (2015) kept it funny and light-hearted.

Name- Last Vegas

Cast- Michael Douglas, Kevin Cline, Robert De Niro, Morgan Freeman, Mary Steenburgen

Genre- Comedy/Hilarious

Director- Jon Turteltaub

#fun never gets old #robert de niro #morgan freeman

[dailytomlinson]

Louis Tomlinson may be one-fifth of one of the biggest boybands in the world, but there's so much more to know about the singer than the fact he was in One Direction. Now that he's getting on with his solo music career - AND just dropped his amazing new single 'Two Of Us', Louis is a major household name across the world.

Louis William Tomlinson was born on Christmas Eve in 1991, making him 27-years-old at the time of writing. Louis is the oldest member of One Direction, being 13 months older than second eldest Zayn Malik.

Louis Tomlinson's star sign is Capricorn. Apparently, typical Capricorns live by the motto, ‘Slow, steady and win the race.’ Where is Louis Tomlinson from? Louis was brought up in Doncaster, South Yorkshire. Other famous people who hail from the town include Jeremy Clarkson, Kevin Keegan and Brian Blessed! Louis Tomlinson on The X Factor Louis first auditioned for The X Factor in 2009 but didn't get through the producer's audition, but that made him more determined to return in 2010 as a solo artist at the age of 19. He then met his future bandmate Harry Styles in the toilets at The X Factor auditions in Manchester.Although he made it through to bootcamp after singing a version of Plain White T’s ‘Hey There Delilah’ and getting a clean sweep of yeses from the judges, he wasn't able to progress as a solo artist.However, judge Nicole Scherzinger suggested that he go through in a group with some other rejected solo boys, and he was put together with Niall Horan, Zayn Malik, Liam Payne and Harry Styles. They went through to Judges' Houses, singing an acoustic version of 'Torn' by Natalie Imbruglia with Simon Cowell himself commenting that the group "were confident, fun, like a gang of friends and kind of fearless as well."They were Simon's last act standing on the series, but finished in third place behind Matt Cardle and Rebecca Ferguson.When One Direction formed, Louis’s big ambition was to go "straight to the top." Proof that dreams come true! He also once said that if he could give anyone a tip when auditioning for The X Factor it would be "just be yourself and really try and get your personality through in your song choice and interview." Although Louis has returned to The X Factor as a performer, he took part in the show in 2018 as part of a brand new line-up alongside Robbie Williams - coincidentally, someone who Louis once called his 'man crush'.He also once said that Robbie is his biggest role model, telling KISS, "I’ve got a massive musical icon and that’s Robbie Williams. We actually got to sing with him on The X Factor and it was absolutely amazing." Louis Tomlinson in One Direction After coming third on The X Factor, the boys were signed to Simon Cowell's label Syco in a reported £2 million contract and immediately started working on their debut album. They took part in The X Factor Live Tour in 2011, and released their debut single 'What Makes You Beautiful' in September that year, which debuted at Number 1.The debut album 'Up All Night' was released in November 2011, and Louis’s favourite track on ‘Up All Night’ is the Ed Sheeran-penned track ‘Moments’. The track appears on the deluxe version of the record.They released second album 'Take Me Home' exactly one year later. Their documentary and concert film One Direction: This Is Us was released in August 2013 and grossed $68.5 million worldwide.Third album 'Midnight Memories' was released in November 2013, and fourth album 'Four' came out in November 2014. Just prior to the release of their fifth album 'Made in the A.M.' in November 2015, the band announced in August that they would be taking a hiatus, following the departure of Zayn Malik in March.

What was Louis Tomlinson like in One Direction?

According to his bandmates, Louis has the smelliest feet in One Direction! Niall once said, "Louis wears plimsolls with no socks so his feet get very sweaty and the sweat is captured. If we are on a bus or something and he takes them off we all pretty much start gagging." Despite having smelly feet, Louis is a big fan of shoes! His favourite types are chinos and Toms and he's a size 10.

Louis also revealed in an interview with us that Niall is the one person in the world he would swap bodies with, "I’ll go close to home Niall Horan, he doesn’t worry about anything in the world, Irish accent I’m not too bad I spend a lot of time with Niall."

Louis was given a telling off by police when filming the ‘What Makes You Beautiful’ video Los Angeles in July 2011 for his erratic driving. Afterwards, he explained, "I got pulled over by the US police. They thought I was all over the place. The officer goes, 'Listen, man, I can shut this thing down if you carry on driving like this. You're driving like a maniac.' And I was like, 'Man, put the gun down. I don't want no trouble.'"

He also says that he and his 1D bandmates are like brothers. Admitting that they occasionally bickered in the band, Louis told Digital Spy, "Because we're around each other so often it's like arguing with your siblings. You fall out with them, go away and have a bit of a paddy, then come back and get over it."

Louis once said that he likes snuggling up in bed with one of the One Directioners... HARRY! He said, "A few weeks ago I made a cup of tea, then went and got in bed with Harry and we watched a show called something like The Top 50 Boybands Of All Time." Nice!

Louis has approximately 1 minute and 30 seconds of solos on ‘Up All Night’ – the second least behind Niall Horan. Louis says he’ll "never get used to" the adoration he receives from fans. He once said, "At the end of the day we’re doing something that we really love and to be appreciated for that is really nice."

Louis hates rumours, especially when they involve Harry and himself. In a Tumblr interview he explained, "Me and Harry are best friends, people look into our every move. It is actually affecting the way me and Harry are in public, We want to joke around but there seems to be a different rumour every time we do anything."

Louis told us the one thing he misses about being in One Direction, "Probably touring, that’s why I’m excited to perform today and excited to get out and spent time touring the world as that’s probably the best thing about being an artist."

Louis Tomlinson's new music

After his successful solo performance on The X Factor in 2018, Louis delighted his fans in March when he dropped his amazing new single 'Two Of Us'.

The song, which is adored by fans, is a tribute to Louis' late mum Johannah Deakin. Johannah left behind seven children, including Louis, at the end of 2016, when she lost her battle with an aggressive form of leukaemia at the age of just 42.

Louis' track 'Two Of Us' features the lyrics, 'I know you'll be looking down/Swear I'm gonna make you proud/I'll be living one life for the two of us.'

The heartwarming music video saw Louis team up with 83-year-old Richard Green to complete a bucket list of adventures that he'd been trying to complete after losing his wife Pat in December 2016 - the same month Louis tragically lost his mother, Johannah Deakin.

Thanks to the success of the video, Louis has helped to raise a whopping £10,000 for the Bluebell Wood Children's Hospice with the music video, which encourages fans to donate to the Sheffield-base charity in a call to action on his music video, which also promotes the Alzheimer's Society and Cancer Research UK.

He told us about the video, "He is, honestly, one the most amazing men I’ve ever met. Probably the most amazing man. I was so in awe of him, you know. Eighty-four, and to have that outlook on life. He was an amazing guy. Really funny as well.

"Just his outlook in general was what I took from that whole experience. You know, he recently had lost his wife but his outlook was so positive and a lot of people are entitled to dwell and be sad about those kind of things. But he was the exact opposite. He was so upbeat, so fun, and up for anything."

Louis Tomlinson's family

Louis' parents are Johannah Deakin and Troy Austin. In 2011, his mum Johannah and stepdad Mark split up and he took on his stepfather Mark Tomlinson’s surname. Speaking about his mum, Louis said, "It must be so much harder for her because I’m living this fantastic life and being so busy every day whereas she’s still in the old life I was in but without me... It must be really difficult for her not to get upset."

Johannah sadly passed away in 2016, and Louis paid tribute to his mum on the anniversaryof her passing.

Louis was incredibly close with his mum, and she once told Sugarscape that Louis is a giver and not a taker. In fact, there’s nothing he enjoys more than giving his friends and family presents, "He’s not a materialistic person himself, but he likes to give people things. He spoils me and the girls and he's happiest doing that."

He also has five younger half-sisters - one on his father's side (Georgia), and four on his mother's side (Charlotte, Félicité, and twins Daisy and Phoebe). Sadly, it was announced in March 2019 that Louis' sister Félicité tragically passed away after suffering a suspected cardiac arrest, at the age of just 18.

Just days after the release of his brand new single 'Two Of Us' in memory of his late mum, Louis' 18-year-old sister Félicité Tomlinson tragically died after she suffered a cardiac arrest.

A Metropolitan Police spokesperson confirmed, "Police were called by London Ambulance Service at 12.52pm on Wednesday, March 13 to a residential address in SW5 following reports of a female in cardiac arrest. At this stage the death is being treated as unexplained. A post-mortem examination will take place in due course. Enquiries continue."

What did Louis Tomlinson do before The X Factor?

Louis had a number of part-time jobs before The X Factor, including working at a local cinema and as a hospitality waiter at Doncaster Rovers Football Club. When he was younger, Louis wanted to work on a farm.

He also once revealed that if he wasn’t a multi-million selling pop megastar, he reckons he’d be training to be a drama teacher.

Where did Louis Tomlinson go to school?

When he first auditioned for The X Factor, Louis was a sixth form student at Hall Cross School in Doncaster. Louis also attended The Hayfield School in Doncaster, but dropped out when he failed his first year of A-levels.

Has Louis Tomlinson ever acted?

When he was just 11-years-old, Louis had a role as an extra on ITV drama Fat Friends. His newborn sisters Daisy and Phoebe starred as babies on the show. Spurred on by his appearance on Fat Friends, Louis attended acting school in his spare time and eventually had small parts in 2006 ITV drama If I Had You! and Waterloo Road.

As a student, Louis played the lead role of Danny Zuko in a high school production of Grease. He says playing the part gave him the confidence to audition for The X Factor.

Does Louis Tomlinson have hearing problems?

Louis suffers from a ringing noise in his right ear. Although yet to be officially diagnosed it’s thought it could be tinnitus which can lead to deafness if untreated. He once said, "I am going slightly deaf in my right ear. It’s tinnitus, something like that," before joking that it was because of screaming fans.

Is Louis Tomlinson good at cooking?

Louis admits he’s a really bad cook. Speaking to us in May 2019, Louis admitted that whilst he's very romantic, he's not great in the kitchen! "I am a horrific cook, a very, very bad cook. I give it a go, you know what I mean, I’ll try.

Despite his lack of skills, he appeared alongside Harry in a cooking segment on This Morning in September 2011.

Can Louis Tomlinson play any musical instruments?

When he was 14, Louis played lead guitar in a band called The Rogue with his schoolmates.

Louis is also pretty decent on the piano and he loves to play ‘Mr Brightside’ by The Killers. Louis is a big fan of Las Vegas rockers The Killers. After seeing them perform at V Festival, he tweeted, 'Watching Mr Brightside live last night was unbelievable. LOVED The Killers!!'

Unfortunately, Louis was fined £80 for speeding on the way to V Festival in 2012. It’s reported that he was going 48mph in a 40mph zone, which means that he may also have had three points on his licence. Ouch!

What are Louis Tomlinson's favourite TV shows?

His favourite TV shows are Misfits and One Tree Hill. In a recent interview with us, Louis revealed that he also loves Westworld and Black Mirror.

Louis Tomlinson's other favourite things

Louis once said that he is a big fan of girls who eat carrots.

The two traits Louis looks for in a girl are confidence and a good sense of humour.

If Louis had a superpower, he would want to be able to fly.

Louis’s favourite band is The Fray, and his favourite song of all time is ‘Look After You’ by The Fray.

Louis’s favourite colour is dark red.

He once said that if he could visit any planet it would be... Narnia. Erm, it’s a fictional place Louis!!

Apparently, Louis said that if a movie was made about his life, he’d like Leonardo DiCaprio to play him.

Just like Zayn and Harry, Louis supports Manchester United Football Club.

One of Louis's favourite mottos is, "Live life for the moment because everything else is uncertain."

Louis loves Marmite and has big dollops of it on his toast.

Louis’s celebrity crush is Natalie Portman.

Louis is an avid fan of surfing. In fact, he loves the beach so much he says he’d like to get married on one.

Louis once said his favourite country is France.

Other Louis Tomlinson facts

A man who works in the music industry once tried to have a snog with Louis! "It was a press guy.... he just started going in for a kiss!" said Louis.

Louis once owned a Porsche Boxster and sold it on eBay in 2012 for £30,000.

Louis would love to copy Michael Jackson and have a pet monkey. He said, "I'd like to adopt a chimpanzee and build an eternal friendship, that would be amazing."

Louis admits that he’s a messy person. In fact, he hasn’t met anyone who’s messier than him!

Louis’s pet hate is when people chew their food too loudly.

In August 2012, Tulisa prank called Louis during a live webchat. When Louis answered she spoke to him in a Donald Duck voice in front of thousands of viewers. The N-Dubz star tweeted afterwards, 'soz babe we had 2 get ya! Thanks 4 being a laugh n entertaining us!'

Louis is prone to sleepwalking and once tried to get into Niall’s bed!

Louis is a big fan of silly string! He’s sprayed it on stage at gigs, press conferences and even at a security guard who refused to let him speak to fans.

Louis loves to party! He once told TOTP magazine, "To be honest, I’m sure the majority of 20-year-olds go out and party. I’m not going to feel oppressed."

It takes over 30 minutes for Louis to get his hair ready in the morning.

Apparently, Louis has revealed that his least favourite food is baked beans.

Louis once said that, if he was Simon Cowell for the day, he says he’d go on a date with Susan Boyle.

#planet radio #kiss fm uk #press #080519 #louis tomlinson #unwanted question but nothing about love life

[tymki]

Bravery - Chapter Two

Trigger warning in place.

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I didn’t get any sleep last night. How could I, after everything that happened yesterday? God, it probably hasn’t been even twenty-four hours since I fell down. Now I’ve lost my freedom, all the stuff I came here with… oh, and my life. But I got better because apparently, I need to live so I can die at a better time when there’s seven humans. Yaaaay. There’s nothing to do here. No books, no computers, and my phone was stolen while I was unconscious. If I wasn’t so sad and depressed right now, I’d be bored out of my mind. Though I don’t think that asking for stuff from my murderer would do much good. I just wish that I could get out of my head and go and do something else. But I’m stuck here, in the Underground, with no hope of rescue. I’d wonder what my family and friends are doing right now, but every time I think about them, I start crying again. Why, why, WHY did I have to do that stupid dare?! I always have to prove myself. I always do what other people want me to do. If they were friends, real friends, then they probably would’ve stopped me from coming up here.

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“I dare you… to finish that ice cream.” I looked Kevin in the eye and bit down into the ice cream, finishing it in five seconds flat. My friends – well, they’re actually my brother Finn’s friends – stared at me in shock. “Holy crap!” “Don’t you have tooth freeze, or something?” I grinned at Beth and Paddy. “Nope! Front two teeth are mostly fake, so I can’t get tooth freeze anymore.” Yep, thanks to a tennis match against Finn and a sparring match at the mixed martial arts place I go to. I had actually just finished my MMA class when my older brother’s friends picked me up. It was a hot, sunny day so we were eating ice cream by the shops. Kevin whistled and put his hand on my shoulder. “You’re a badass, you know that?” I grinned and looked up at him. “Really?!” “Oh yeah, you’re very brave. Hey, we’re about to go to the forest – do you want to come with us?” “Um…” I was going to say something, but everyone else got on their bikes and started to cycle away. I groaned, got on my bike and followed them. I’m not supposed to go near the forest. Mum’s going to kill me…

We got off our bikes when we reached the road leading up to the forest. Beth whistled as we all looked around. “Damn, this place is creepy…” “Which means that it’s the perfect place for our new member to prove themselves.” I was still looking around. It was a lot darker here than in town – colder, too. But if I wanted to be taken seriously by my new friends, then I needed to go along with whatever they had in mind. Still, best make sure they know what Mum told me… “You know kids go missing and stuff in here, right?” Everyone else laughed but me. Kevin slapped me on the back. “Haha, Finn said you were funny! That’s just an old wives’ tale to keep cowards away from here. Are you a coward?” “No…” The image of that missing poster still bothered me though. Mum’s friend’s kid went missing about eight years ago here. “But… what about the O’Donovans?” “Who cares? They probably just murdered their kid to make the divorce easier.” “Kev, that’s too harsh.” Kevin gave his friend a glare and turned to me. He smiled at me, but it wasn’t a nice smile. “Listen, we took you in because Finn asked us to. We know you don’t have any friends, so we’re being your friends for you. We even picked you up from your boxing practice-“ “It’s mixed martial arts.” I saw him clench his fist, but then he took a deep breath and smiled at me again. “The point is that we’re being nice to you and you’re not giving us much to work with. If you want to join us, there’s one last thing you have to do – climb the mountain.” I looked up at Mount Ebott. It was tall and huge and scary to look at even from here. “That’ll take ages!” “What, are you scared? We’ve all done it before, right guys?” “Er, yeah!” Said Paddy. Beth nodded. “So are you going to be like us, climb the mountain and we’ll let you be our friend, or are you going to stay behind and be a coward?” I looked up at the mountain again and took a deep breath. “… Fine. But if I go missing then it’s your fault.” I heard them laugh behind me as I started making my way up. It was tough going, but I actually got pretty far up the mountain…

Before I slipped and fell into hell…

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I hear footsteps. I stand up and go into a fighting stance. I hear the handle being unlocked. My breathing gets faster. The chair’s working well as a barricade. I tried to move the desk too, but it was too big and heavy. The handle is rattled again and again. For a split second I have hope that Chara will just go away and leave me alone. Then she kicks open the door and I’m face to face with my murderer again. “Greetings, human.” “Leave me alone!” I’m shaking like a leaf. I’m pretty sure I’m crying again too. Chara smiles at me and starts twirling the knife in her right hand. I can’t stop staring at it. “That is no way to talk to royalty. To think that I had spent all of last night worrying about you, too.” She moves closer to me. “What you have done… what you will do, if I give you the chance…” I jump on the bed, to distance myself more from her. “You never answered my question yesterday – how many monsters have you killed?” She stopped moving. She stared at me with those horrible eyes. “Well? ANSWER ME!” “I… I don’t know! I wasn’t c-counting…” “Well, was it more than ten? Less than ten?” “I… don’t know…” “Then I suppose, that for true justice for their families and friends… I shall also have to kill you until I lose count.” Oh god no… please, please no… haven’t I been through enough?! – Obviously not. I feel my heart racing. I start backing away even more until I bump into the wall. “Unfortunately for you, I happen to be very good with numbers.” “I… I won’t do it again! I promise! Just please… leave me alone…” Her eyes seem to glow red. “You will never harm a monster again. I will make sure of that.” I look around the room for a weapon as she comes closer. The chair. She grins at me. “This is for my subjects.”

She lunges at me. I yelp and leap off the bed. I kick her in the stomach. She bends over in pain. I grab the chair and swing it as hard as I can. She’s on the floor. Great! So what now? The keys! Quick! She’s recovering! I pin her down, punch her for good measure, and grab the keys. I run through the open door. I sprint down the hall to the main lobby. Okay, so where now? Er… the stairs…? I run down them and find myself in what’s probably a basement but I don’t care. It’s just long corridor after long corridor. This has got to lead out, right? None of the other ways did. Just keep on running. She could catch up with me at any second. I reach a door. I open it… I can’t open it. It’s locked. I reach for the keys and use them. They don’t fit. Try again. Use that big key. Doesn’t work. Use the smaller one. Too small for the lock. Use the- I feel a hand grab my chin and tilt it up. I see the flash of the knife.

You know, it’s not the horrible coldness that I hate most about dying. It’s not the darkness that goes on forever. Actually, that gives me hope that I’ll actually have some damn rest from this place. No, it’s that golden light, like a star, that brings me back. Back in time just so I can die again.

Back to that room in that house that I’m locked in. Back to my crappy life, with the only other human down here who comes to taunt me. I clutch my throat and glare at her. “You almost got out of the Ruins, you know. You simply picked the wrong keys.” I can see her grinning and holding another set in her bandaged left hand. “But I am curious - where were you going to go? What were you planning on doing? You seem to have forgotten about my power already.” I say nothing. I just wait for her to leave so I can have more peace. She sighs and smiles at me again. “How pathetic. I will give you some rest, human, but I will be back later.” I hear her close the door. I just lie on the bed, staring into nothing, rubbing my neck as tears fall down. Again. Mum… Dad… everyone… I’m so sorry, but it doesn’t look like I’ll be coming home any time soon. I guess this is my life now.

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#someone save the smol bean #chara stop being a butt #undertale #undertale au #undertale bravery #the lost souls au #lost souls au #tymki #murder tw

[elliesguitarstrings]

promises, promises || part one: what used to be

masterlist || series masterlist

tom holland x reader

summary: you're crying over someone you haven't seen in two years, tom is straight up depressed, your friends are trying to set you up, and sam is just trying his best to help

warnings: ANGST, language, mentions of sex, little bit of fluff, probably typos

A/N: PART ONE IS HERE!!!! i absolutely love this fic and i hope you guys love it as much as i do :)

p.s. this ended up being really long sooooo i decided to make it into a series instead lol if y'all haven't figured that out

wc: 5k

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"I got the part! Holy shit I actually got the part!" Tom throws his computer across the bed in disbelief, almost hitting you.

"Wait, like THE part? Like Spiderman?" you question excitedly.

"YES!!! Check the Marvel Instagram right now!" he crawls over to you as you whip out your phone and quickly search up the account. You scan the page to see a post captioned, "Click the link in our bio to see who the new Spider-Man is!" You quickly find the link and impatiently wait for the page to load. And then you see it, boldface print and giant letters across your phone.

The new Marvel Cinematic Universe Spider-Man will be played by: TOM HOLLAND

"HOLY SHIT TOM! You're fucking Spiderman!" you tackle him with a hug, squeezing him so tightly that he has to fight for breath. "I'm so proud of you, I knew you were gonna do big things." you smile brightly.

"We have to go tell everyone else, come on!" Tom pulls you off of him, dragging you out of his bedroom and down the stairs to give his family the big news.

The rest of the Hollands were already together in the family room, and they immediately took notice of yours and Tom's excitement as the two of you are bounding down the stairs.

Out of breath, Tom sprints to the center of the room. "Attention everyone, I have an extremely important announcement to make!" He pauses for dramatic effect, his family waiting in anticipation. "I'M GONNA BE SPIDERMAN!"

This causes an outburst of cheers and applause from his parents and brothers, each one of them getting up to hug Tom and congratulate him on this huge achievement.

Paddy pipes up, "How did you get the news? Did they call you or something?"

"Um, not exactly. They posted it on their Instagram and on the Marvel website as well, wanna see?" He turns to you, "Y/N, show them your phone!"

You pull out your phone and open the screen you were just looking at, showing the Hollands the Instagram post and article.

"No way, they're totally hacked." Harry remarks, earning disapproving looks from Nikki and Dom. "if you were really gonna be the next Spiderman, they would have called you."

Before Tom has the time to argue back, his phone rings, as if on cue. Tom pulls it out of his back pocket and nervously studies the number across the screen.

"Well, what are you waiting for div, answer it!" Sam chirps impatiently.

The rest of the room is silent while Tom listens intently to the person the other line. You can't make out what they are saying, but the eventual smile on Tom's face completely gives it away.

"Yes, thank you. Thank you so much for this opportunity," he holds while the other person talks again. "Yeah, I'll be in touch, definitely. Thank you again." Tom ends the call and lets out a sigh of relief. "That was fucking Kevin Feige! I got the part! I actually am gonna be the next Spiderman!"

You and the rest of his family cheered even louder than before, enveloping him in a giant group hug.

"I say we celebrate!" Nikki announces. "How about we go out for a nice dinner?"

Tom smiles, "If I'm honest mum, as nice as that would be, I'd rather just stay in and celebrate here tonight. I like your cooking better than any fancy restaurant anyways."

"Of course honey, I'll make your favorite. We can have a nice big family dinner, how does that sound?"

"Sounds perfect mum, thank you."

She dashes into the kitchen followed by Sam, the aspiring chef of the family, while Dom, Harry, and Paddy go to dress the table.

You take this as your cue to leave, seeing as you don't want to disrupt the rest of Tom's night with his family. "I guess I should get going then," you turn to Tom, hugging him once again. "Congratulations again, I'm so proud of you Tommy." you smile as you head to grab your things before you leave.

"Nonsense! You're staying for dinner too!" Tom stops you.

"Tom, I can't, you should spend this night celebrating with your family." you try to reason with him.

"But I want you here too!" he pouts.

"And you are family!" Nikki pipes in from the kitchen, earning nods of agreement from the rest of the family.

"See, everyone wants you here Y/N, please celebrate with us?" Tom cups your face.

"Are you sure? I really don't want to-"

Nikki cuts you off, piping in once again, "Y/N, I insist you stay for dinner with us. You've been a part of this family for so long, and you know that. So please stay and celebrate with us!" she smiles.

You giggle, "Well, I guess I can't say no to that." Tom smiles, giddily engulfing you in another hug.

After a long and delicious dinner, you and Tom now lay under the stars in the treehouse in his backyard. Dom had built it for you two when you were eight years old, and it's been your special place ever since then. Obviously, it has been upgraded and redecorated since then, now that you and Tom were both eighteen, but it still takes you back to the old days when you were just carefree little kids.

You cuddle into Tom's chest, looking up at the night sky through the small window in the roof of the treehouse. "I wish we could stay here forever," you whisper.

"Me too." Tom pulls you closer, kissing your forehead.

"Everything's gonna change you know. We're graduating in two weeks, and then you leave for America. I don't know what I'm gonna do without you." A small tear rolls down your cheek which doesn't go unnoticed by Tom.

He wipes the tear off your face with his thumb, cupping your chin to make you face him. "Hey, hey, look at me. Things might be changing, but that doesn't mean we have to. I'm only gonna be gone for a few months, and then I'll be back. I love you so much, and a few hundred miles is never going to change that. I will never let anything come between us, ever, okay?"

You smile softly, "You promise?"

"I promise darling. It's you and me forever. I'm never letting you go. Never in a million years." he kisses you lovingly, and you swear you could just live in this moment forever with him, and only him.

That was six years ago. And what Tom said was true, everything had changed. You just wish everything else he had said that night was true too.

Now, Tom is a world-famous actor, living a luxurious life out in Hollywood. You, however, have stayed in England, living only thirty minutes away from your childhood home with your newfound best friends Julia and Finn. You are no longer a part of Tom's life, and he is no longer a part of yours. But that doesn't mean you've forgotten about him.

How could you possibly forget about Tom? Your entire childhood was spent with him. From the ages of two to twenty-two, you were inseparable. To this day, you still remember when you first met, and you think about it often.

"I no wanna go! I stay home and watch princesses!" you cry, defiantly pulling away from your mother's firm grip as she tries to stuff you into shoes that are much too small for your rapidly growing feet.

"I know honey, but we have to go welcome the new neighbors who just moved in across the street. We made them brownies, remember?" she smiles.

You scrunch your face up, " No! I stay home!"

Your dad chimes in, kneeling down to your level. "Listen peanut. How about we make a deal. You come with us and say hello to the new neighbors, and then after we get home you can watch any princess movie you want and maybe even have some ice cream, how does that sound?"

You smile, "Ice cream with rainbow sprinkles?"

He rubs your head, "With rainbow sprinkles."

"Okay. I go then."

Your parents smile, and you hold their hands as you walk across the street to meet the neighbors. Your mom rings the doorbell, and the door opens to reveal a red-headed woman, smiling at you and your parents. Hiding behind her is a small, curly-headed brunette boy about the same height as you.

Your mom introduces herself, "Hi! My name is Y/M/N, this is my husband Y/D/N, and this is my daughter Y/N. We live right across the street, and we just wanted to welcome you into the neighborhood." She outstretches her arms, holding the brownies, "I made these for you as well, I hope you like them!"

The woman smiles, "Oh, wow, thank you so much, you are so sweet! Would you like to come in for a bit?"

"Of course, as long as you'll have us."

She ushers the three of you in and you stay close to your mom, still wary of entering a stranger's home.

As she closes the door behind her, she introduces herself as well, "Sorry, the house is a little messy, we’re still getting settled in. But I'm Nikki, my husband Dominic is unpacking in the kitchen, and this is Tom." She motions to the boy behind her, "Tom, say hello to the nice people!"

He timidly steps forward, waving at you and your parents. "Hello." he says quietly.

"Oh my, he is adorable!" your mom gushes. She walks over to him, "How old are you Tom?"

He holds up two fingers, "This many."

She smiles, "Two years old? Wow, you're so big! Guess what, you know who else is that many?" Tom shakes his head no. "My daughter Y/N!" She motions for you to come, and you shyly walk forward.

You wave at him, and that makes him smile. Nikki taps Tom on the shoulder, "Do you maybe want to show Y/N your toys upstairs?

He nods his head, smiling at you, "Wanna go play?" he asks.

You smile back, looking at your mom for permission. She nods her head and pushes you forward. "Okay, we go." you respond. He takes your hand and pulls you upstairs, seemingly coming out of his shell. You don't know what it is about this boy, but he makes you feel warm, like a hug. It's something your two-year-old brain can't quite comprehend, but suddenly you couldn't care less about watching princess movies or eating ice cream.

Sometimes you wish that day had never happened, that you had never met him. You wish your little two-year-old self had fought harder against your parents so that you wouldn’t have to endure the years of pain he would cause you later in life. But you can’t go back, and in part, you’re glad about that. He was your first friend, your first crush, and your first love. But he was also your first heartbreak, and that’s something you can never forget.

You're snapped out of your thoughts by a sharp knock on your bedroom door. "Hey, are you almost ready? We have to leave in ten or we'll be late!" you hear Julia's muffled voice from the other side of the door. Finn is hosting a gala tonight for his art studio, and being his best friends and roommates, you and Julia are basically required to go.

"Uh, yeah, I'm about done, I'll be out in a minute!" You haven't even started getting ready, but you don't have any more time. You quickly raid your closet and find a short v-neck black dress and matching heels. You wiggle into the dress as you make your way into the bathroom. You had planned on straightening your hair, but you have no time, so instead, you brush it back into a sleek low ponytail and spray it with a bit of hairspray. There's no time for the elaborate makeup look you had planned either, so you quickly throw on some concealer, blush, mascara, eyeliner, a bit of highlight, and you're set. As you walk to the door, you grab your purse and slip on your heels, making sure you have your phone and keys. Finn and Julia are already waiting in the car, both with disapproving looks.

"What the fuck took you so long? We were supposed to leave five minutes ago! You know I can't be late for this thing." Finn complains as you slip into the backseat.

"Sorry, I, uhm, don't feel well. A little nauseous." you lie. You don't feel like telling them that you were actually crying about someone you haven't seen or talked to in two and a half years like you do every other night.

"You're not pregnant are you?" Julia chuckles.

"Oh please, we all know that Y/N hasn't gotten any since he who must not be named." Finn replies for you.

"Thanks Finn, what a great friend." you joke sarcastically.

He's not wrong though. Since you and Tom broke up, you haven’t slept with a single person. You’ve been on a few dates and kissed a few guys, but nothing past that. The closest you got was about a month after Tom broke it off with you. You were looking for someone to take your mind off of him, so you found a random guy named David at a pub and took him back to your place. But as soon as he took off his shirt, you saw a birthmark on his back that looked eerily similar to Tom’s, and you promptly broke down crying.

No matter what you do, you just can’t seem to get him off your mind.

"Alright bitches, we're here." Finn sighs. "Help me bring my stuff in, we don't have much time thanks to someone who took ages to get ready."

You give a halfhearted apology as you grab Finn's paintings from the back of his car. Julia stops you before you follow Finn into the venue, "Babe, are you sure you're doing alright?"

You smile lightly, "Yeah, I'm fine. I'll be fine."

"Okay, if you say so. And sorry about Finn mentioning... him. It's been two years, he should know better."

"Oh, no. No, don't worry about that. It's okay. I don't care." you lie.

She gives you an encouraging nudge on the shoulder, "Hey, who knows, maybe you'll find a hottie here tonight and finally get back out there! What do you think, huh?"

"Yeah, that would be great, actually. Maybe Finn can introduce me to his friend James, I know he's pretty hot." you say just to get her off your back. You know for a fact that you won't be going home with anyone tonight, but you want to ease her conscience, so you continue to lie.

"That's the spirit! Good luck hun, love you."

"Thanks Jules, love you too." you smile.

Halfway through the gala, you already want to go home. Finn is over at the bar flirting with some guy, probably trying to get him to buy his artwork. Meanwhile, Julia has disappeared into the bathroom with her boyfriend Ollie, who she invited about thirty minutes into the event because she "got bored."

You look at your phone and realize it's already midnight, and you know the event won't be ending anytime soon. You slowly make your way over to Finn through the sea of people and tap him on the shoulder, drawing his attention away from whatever guy he's flirting with.

"Hey Y/N, how's it going with James?" he asks excitedly.

"Oh, um, it didn't work out, thanks for introducing me though. I just wanted to come tell you that I'm still not feeling well, so I think I'm gonna head home, sorry."

"Oh, okay, no problem. You're probably gonna be alone tonight though, just a heads up. Jules is going back to Ollie's for the night, and" he starts to whisper, "I think I might be going home with this hunk."

You laugh, "Okay, thanks Finn, see you tomorrow then."

"Bye babe. Do you have a ride?" he questions.

"Uh, no, I'm just gonna Uber home, it's no problem."

Finn gasps, "Not this late at night you're not! Let me drive you, hottie with a body over here can wait."

"No, no, don't let me ruin your night. I'll just call Sam then."

His eyes widen, "Like... his brother Sam?"

"Yeah, we're friends still, it's not a big deal. Trust me."

"Okay, fine. But text me when you get home, okay?"

"Okay, love you Finn, see you later." you give him a quick hug and walk outside to call Sam.

You aren't lying, you and Sam are still good friends. Back when you and Tom were together, Sam was the brother that you were closest to, and you felt that it would be unfair to cut ties with the rest of the Hollands just because Tom was a dick to you seeing as they were as much of a family to you as your own parents were, maybe even more. He was attending culinary school in the area anyway, so you decide he’s the best person to call.

As expected, he's happy to drive you home, and about ten minutes later he arrives at the venue where you are still standing outside.

"Hey Sam, I'm sorry for calling this late, but thank you so much for picking me up." you smile as you slide into the passenger seat.

"It's no problem, I wasn't going to sleep anytime soon. How've you been?"

"Fine, I guess. How about you?"

"C'mon, I know that look. Something's up with you." he pries.

"I told you on the phone, I'm just not feeling well." you lie, hoping he doesn't catch on.

"It's Tom isn't it?"

"How the fuck do you always know?"

He chuckles. "He is my brother, remember? And you're basically my sister too. I've known you both for literally my entire life, so trust me, I know when it's about him."

You sign in defeat, "I don't know why I can't get over him Sam. It's been nearly three years since we broke up, and I haven't seen him since. My roommates think I'm overreacting, and honestly, I'm starting to agree with them. I should be moved on by now, but I just can't stop thinking about him."

"Hey, hey, don't listen to them, you aren't overreacting. You and Tom were literally attached at the hip for twenty two years, and you weren't even dating for most of them. It's completely normal for you to feel like this, trust me. And I know it doesn't help much for me to say this because I've said it a million times before, but Tom's a complete dick for what he did to you. He's my brother, and I love him, but he's a dick."

"Thanks Sam. I just wish I knew why, y'know? Why, after twenty-two fucking years, he just completely cut me out of his life." you feel your eyes brimming with tears.

"I wish I could have an answer for you Y/N, I really do. But I haven't got a clue. Hell, I honestly don't even know if Tom knows why he did it."

You sigh, "Well, he must have had a reason. Plus, he seems to be doing great in Hollywood. He seems perfectly happy without me."

"You've been stalking him on Instagram, haven't you?" Sam chuckles.

You laugh, "Shut up." That's the great thing about Sam. He can always lighten up a situation, no matter how serious or how sad. Tom did the same thing, that was one of the things you liked most about him.

You and Sam sit in silence for a few minutes, until he finally breaks it. "He's not, you know."

"Huh?" you question, confused.

"He's not happy. You said he seems happy without you, but he's not. He's doing terribly, and it's not just from stress or his work. He won't admit it, but he misses you." he pauses, "I know I shouldn't be telling you this, but he asked about you the other day. About how you were doing and shit like that. I think he would take it back if he could."

You want so badly to believe him, belief that Tom actually still cares about you after all this time. But false hope is the last thing you need right now.

"Well, he can't, can he?" you say sharply, tears still threatening to flow out.

You and Sam sit in silence for the last five minutes of the ride back to your apartment. As he slows the car to a stop, Sam looks over at you sympathetically, "Look, I'm sorry if what I said made things worse. I just wanted you to know that your feelings aren't... one-sided I guess."

You know better than to yell at Sam, he was just trying to make you feel better, so instead of spitting out the sarcastic remark that was on your tongue, you manage out a half-hearted, "It's okay, thanks Sam." and shut the car door.

As soon as the door of your apartment closes behind you, all of the emotions come crashing down on you. A mixture of sadness, anger, guilt, and regret crushed your heart, smashing it into a million little pieces. It feels like two and a half years ago, when he first broke up with you, all over again. Everything was fine until Sam brought him up again, and the memories just all flooded back in. You fall to the floor, clutching your chest in pain, wishing someone was here for you. Wishing he was here for you. At the moment, it feels like you have no one. In reality, you do; you have an entire support system of people who love you so much and would do anything to protect you. But you only want him. You need him. He is the only person you have ever wanted, ever needed, and he's gone.

You want to hate him, you really do. He's caused you more pain in the past two and a half years than anyone or anything has ever caused you in your entire life. But you can't. You can never, and will never, hate him. Which makes you hate yourself.

After what feels like hours of crying, you finally calm down. There's no one at home to talk to and it's too late to call anyone at this point, so you flip on the tv. There's nothing good on Netflix or Hulu that you haven't seen yet, so you scroll through the other apps. You remember that you just got a free Apple TV subscription with your new phone, so you check to see what's on there.

And there it is. Cherry.

His face right on the screen in front of you, lighting your dark bedroom red. You know it's a bad idea and you know you'll regret it, but something draws you to watch it. You need him right now, and this is about the closest you're going to get.

It's fine at first. It's actually nice to see his face again after so long. He looks basically the same as the last time you saw him, just a little more mature. You feel good supporting him, even if he doesn't know it.

But then it's not fine. His character had just gotten into a fight with his girlfriend, so she comes to visit him in his apartment. They talk, and eventually he reveals that he joined the army and has to go away for two years.

"It's just a couple years. Just a couple years and a lifetime together." he whispers.

Then it all hits you, and you break down crying once again. You can't help but think back to that night in the treehouse, and how the conversation is so eerily similar. You wonder if Tom was thinking about it too, while he was filming the scene. Obviously, the circumstances were different, but it still makes you wonder.

You quickly shut the TV off, unable to bear it anymore. With nothing else to do, you try to sleep, but your thoughts keep you up. And as much as you try to fight it, your mind drifts back to the day you so badly want to forget. The day that it all ended.

"Hey, Tommy, what's up? I'm excited to see you tonight!" you pick up the phone. Tom is supposed to come back to London after filming his first solo Spiderman movie, and you could not be more excited to see him. It's been almost a full year since he left for America, and you miss him so much.

"Yea, uhm, about that. Plans have, er, changed a bit." you can hear the solemn tone in his voice.

"Oh no, what happened? Did your flight get delayed or something? I know there's some rough weather in Atlanta, but I didn't realize it was that bad."

"No, no, it's not that. I don't really know how to say this," he sighs, "I'm not coming home."

Your heart drops to your stomach. "What?"

"Yeah. I'm, um, I'm staying in America for now. I found a house in LA, it's nice."

"Well when are you coming back then?" you utter in disbelief.

"Not anytime soon. I have work, so it's just easier for me to be in America. I'm sorry." his tone is stiff.

"But what about us? I miss you so much, these past few months have already been hell for me. I don't think I can survive much longer without seeing you."

No response.

"Tom, are you still there? You know I can't move in with you. I'm already enrolled in university here in London, I can't drop everything and come to America if that's what you want."

"That's not what I want." At this point he seems to have no emotion in his voice, as if he's reading directly from a script.

"So then what do you want?" you start to really worry, tears already stinging your eyes.

"I think you can probably figure that out by now, Y/N."

"Tom, no. You seriously can't be thinking-"

"Yeah, I am thinking that. You've already said that these past few months have been hell, and I'm too busy with work, so I think that's the only option."

You plead with him, "Tom, please! We can figure this out, I love you so much. We can't break up Tom, I can't lose you." You're sobbing at this point, scared to lose the one person you need the most.

"No, we can't figure this out. We have to break up, there's no other choice."

"What happened to you and me forever? That- that night in the treehouse you said you wouldn't let anything come between us!"

"We were kids, Y/N! We had no idea what our lives were going to turn out like. That was a stupid thing to say and I never should have said it, okay? You can't keep every promise you make, especially when you're eighteen. But we're mature adults now, and the mature way to handle this is to break up. Understand?" His voice is booming through your phone speaker, and it's nothing you've ever heard come from him before. He was always calm, looking for a way to work things out. But now, he's completely giving up.

"Tom, please, I-"

"No, Y/N, I don't have time for this right now, I'm sorry. Goodbye."

He hung up. He's gone.

That was the last time you spoke to him. You didn't even get to properly say goodbye, let alone see his face before he was gone forever.

Unbeknownst to you, that phone call is still, to this day, Tom's biggest regret. Almost immediately after he hung up, he wished he had never called you in the first place. He was stressed from work, he was angry at his management team for making him stay in America, but most of all he missed you. So he did the only thing he could think of to take it all away - separate himself from you. He thought that if he broke up with you, he would feel better about his career choices and he wouldn’t have to wwc:orry about missing you anymore because it would be over.

He was wrong.

Every day since then, he’s wanted to call you, text, you, or somehow contact you to apologize; explain why he did what he did and how he still loves you, still needs you, still misses you every second of his life. But he knows he can’t. You would never be able to forgive him for breaking it all off so suddenly. There’s no way in hell you could still love him after something like that.

So he’s stayed out of reach from you for good. And he hopes that maybe one day he’ll be able to move on, find someone new like you’ve probably done by now. But deep down he knows he never will.

You’re still unable to sleep, and now that it’s almost four in the morning, you decide that you probably won’t be able to for the rest of the night. Not knowing what else’s to do, you begrudgingly roll out of bed and go to the kitchen to make a cup of tea. As you fill up your mug with warm water, you hear a knock at the door.

Who the fuck would be coming to your apartment this early? You suspect it’s Finn, as he always manages to forget his key. Maybe his night with the mystery bar hunk didn’t go as well as he had planned. You quickly set a tea bag in your mug and walk to open the door.

“Back so soon Fi... what the fuck.” your heart drops to your stomach.

It’s him. The same brown-haired, brown-eyed, British boy that you remember, staring down at you from outside your apartment at four in the morning.

“Hey.”

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Partners In Crime - Tom Holland (Chapter 10.5)

Pairing - Mobster! Tom Holland x Reader (AU) (Mobster! Tom Holland)

Warnings - Swearing, mentions of sex / sexual themes, alcohol, smoking / drugs, slight violence

Word count - 2.6k (sorry this is much shorter than the last chapter!)

Additional notes - This will be a part one and two chapter! Sorry for any typos (I tried to find all of them), and please give me feedback, I need it! And sorry this chapter is bad, my writers block popped in for a visit...

Easter eggs - Always ;-;

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9 - 

“I am going to use the ladies before we leave… “ Y/N walked away from the table, her heels in one hand, a dress that made deep thoughts stir inside Tom, he let out a soft sigh as he watched her.

“Harry get your shit we have to leave,” Tom muttered before walking away from the table searching through the room for his best mate and brothers. People were still dancing along to the live music. Dressed in expensive clothing, all dressed up for tonight, trying to look their very best. Y/N had looked so beautiful that night, not that she didn’t look absolutely astonishing every single fucking day, she had always had a natural beauty to her.

Her words still ringing in his mind, knowing that she had been experiencing the same feelings as him. Tom needed to talk to her, he needed to be honest with her. More than anything, he wanted to be with her, needed to be able to hold her tight in his arms knowing that neither of them would let go of each other. If only the world was so simple.

“Haz!” Tom spotted his best mate, flirting with some girl, leaning against the wall, forearm resting flat against the wall looking down at the female, his fingers gently running along her jaw. Harrison jerked away at the sound of his name.

“What?” He turned around to face the person who was calling for him, his tone was annoyed. “Oh, Tom. What’s going on?”

“We are leaving.” The girl Harrison was talking to earlier had left, pushing past Tom and disappeared into the crowd. “We just got here why the fuck are we leaving?”

“Because I am fucking saying so.”

“How many fucking times do I have to remind you that you are not the only one who is running this mob?”

“We are leaving because I have spotted both Katniss and her nephew. But none of us have seen Brian and I don’t like knowing that he might be here and we don’t know about it.”

“Where is Y/N?” Harrison made his way over to Tom. “She went to the ladies.”

“You let her out of your fucking sight?” He stopped, his eyes widened, black taking over almost all of the brilliant blue. “Are you out of your fucking mind?!”

Harrison had no time to spare, he started to jog away from Tom. Bursting through the doors of the ballroom, Tom not far behind. His eyes going wild, sweeping the room looking for Y/N. Every second that passed Harrison got closer to panic.

“Where the fuck is she?” He abruptly stopped, causing Tom to crash into him. Furiously running a hand through his hair tugging at the roots. “Tom where the fuck is Y/N?”

“I-I don’t know.�� Tom looked down. Haz was furious, he was seeing red. “Fuck, where is she?”

“We will find her Haz, I promise.” He extended his arm to try and comfort his best mate. “I don’t mean Y/N, Katniss you saw her right?”

“Yeah, she was right over there-” His words grew silent, looking over to where he saw Katniss. Neither she or Daniel was there. “Fuck…” Tom muttered under his breath when he saw that the seat was empty.

Before Tom knew it Harrison threw a punch at him, his closed fist hitting Tom’s jaw, the hit made Tom lose his balance, taking a few wobbly steps before regaining it. Tom reached his hand up to his jaw, blood was dripping out of the corner of his mouth.

“You deserved that.”  Harrison opened his hand shaking it out, it was definitely going to bruise. “I understood that.” Tom was able to get out. “C’mon, let's find her.”

-

Tom didn’t find her, she was nowhere to be found. They had searched every inch of the Lightwood’s grounds searching for her. No one had seen or heard from her. It was like she had disappeared into thin air.

His memories were on replay in his mind, like a bad horror movie. Sleep didn’t come easy and when he finally got some it was uneasy and filled with pictures of her. The sun was shining into Tom’s room, illuminating the dark walls.

“I lost you…” He whispered to the person who wasn’t there. “I-I’m so sorry Y/N.” Tom hated being vulnerable, he hated that someone could walk in and find him sitting on his bed holding a pillow to his chest, whispering her name over and over again. But more than that he hated that he lost her, that she was gone because of him. His emotions were taken over by rage, they had lost her. He had lost her. “Where are you?”

-

“Here is what we know-” Tom started, he was sitting at his desk surrounded by Harrison and his brothers. “We have been over this list a million times Tom.” Sam groaned from one of the couches. “She was there, the Cornell’s were there. Y/N was gone and so were they.”

The five mobsters had been in Tom’s office since the crack of dawn, none of them had gotten much sleep. Tom and Harrison least of all. They were all sitting around in Tom’s office, all of them had red puffy eyes from lack of sleep, dressed in sweatpants and hoodies.

Tom was sitting in his large office chair, furiously typing away at his keyboard. The ashtray on his table was overflowing, his need for smoking had gone way up in the last hours since Y/N disappeared.

“Did we check the old Cornell mansion?” Harrison yawned as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes, he was sitting sideways in the chair opposite to the desk, his phone clenched in his hand a notepad laying in his lap.“We sent someone there three hours ago, they found nothing.” Harry was laying on the floor, he passed out every now and then, each time he earned a hard kick to his side.

“Try tracking her phone again,” Paddy suggested, he was crawled up on the couch opposite to Sam. “We have tried that, it has been destroyed.”

“She just vanished into thin air.” Harry sighed, sitting up leaning on his elbows. “She didn’t vanish, they took-” Tom never finished the end of his sentence before a man burst through the doors, the door slamming into the wall, the handle denting the wall with a bang, waking Harry from his newest slumber.

“Where the fuck is my daughter Holland?” The man stormed through the office, slamming his hand down the desk. “Hey, dad.” Harrison murmured from his seat.

“Where is Y/N?” His voice was hoarse, his eyes connecting to Tom’s, he could swear he could see the flames of hell in his eyes, just like his daughter.

“W-we don’t know Kevin… ” Tom looked away from his death stare. “To you, it is Mr. Osterfield.”

“Dad, calm down-” Haz started, scooting down from the chair and standing up.

“No Harrison, your sister is missing and this ‘man’ is to blame.” Never looking at his son he pointed an accusing finger at Tom. His voice penetrating Tom’s skull, the words physically made his soul hurt, he never meant to lose her.

“I never meant to lose her!” Tom stood up, knocking over a glass in the process, it shattering on the floor. “But you did! She shouldn’t even have been there! You sent her away and I just got her back and now she is gone again!”

“Dad, she wanted to be!” Harrison weighed in. “She demanded to come!”

“Then you should have refused her!” Brian’s voice rang through the room. “Why was she even here?”

“Because I wanted her to be safe!” Tom’s voice almost broke as he yelled. “She didn’t need to be here to be safe Tom!”

“You have one chance Holland, find my daughter.” He stormed out of the room, slamming the door shut behind him. Tom sunk back into his chair, only now noticing the shattered glass on the floor.

“Fuck…” He muttered under his breath, picking up a pen and sticking it between his lips. “What do we do now?” Sam mumbled as he doodled something on a blank notepad. “We find Y/N.”

-

“Tom, come look at this!” Sam exclaimed, his eyes darting over the computer screen resting in his lap. “What is it?” Harrison jumped up from his chair, throwing his notepad on Tom’s desk, carefully stepping over a snoring Harry and leaning over to look at the computer screen.

“A bank withdrawal made under Maxon’s name.” Sam used his index finger to underline a sentence in a bank statement. “What?” Harrison took the laptop from him, eyes darting back and forth over the words. “But Maxon is dead right?”

“Considering the last time I saw him there was a bullet wound between his eyes I would say yes, track the signal.” Haz commanded, dropping the computer back in Sam’s lap, before falling back into his own chair, scribbling down some notes on a piece of paper.

“There is nothing here…” Sam typed in a few things into his computer, carefully reading the output. “It was a withdrawal from Maxon’s account, nothing more.” Tom could feel his stomach drop, this had been their first lead in hours. His eyes were aching from reading over files, bank records, just about anything he could get his hands on. “Looks like someone does not want to be found.”

“This is fucking ridiculous! They don’t want to be found, we are not going to find anything.” Harrison growled, feeling the urge to throw something, to feel something break between his hands. “They must make a mistake somewhere-”

“They know how these things work! They know not to make mistakes!” His voice rang through the room, he was seeing red. Haz got up from his chair, a hand running through his hair, pulling at the roots. “Haz calm down we just-” Sam started.  “I can’t fucking calm down when I don’t know where she is!” He had to focus, concentration on not making his words break. “I need a break…” Haz muttered before storming out of the room. The rest of the Holland boys sat in silence for a while, occasionally looking over at each other before Tom got up from his chair to follow him, leaving the room without saying as much as a word.

Wooden floors creaking under his steps as he looked for his mate. Tom could see Y/N everywhere. Her laughs echoing through the halls, light snores from the library, a book lying in her lap after a late night read, long lines of profanity spilling from her lips after she lost a round of card. He could feel where she used to be, where her warmth used to be. Whenever she was around the world was colorful, like someone handed her a maxi box of crayons and she just started tossing them everywhere.

She isn’t here because of you. Your fault.

There was a devil on his shoulder, whispering small things in his ear. Telling him everything that he had done wrong, sending small waves of guilt through him. Your fault. It was playing with him. Your fault. Taunting him right in front of his eyes, showing him everything he hated about himself. She’s gone. Your fault. Y/N was gone, the angel that usually was by his side was gone. Yourfaultyourfaultyourfault.

His own personal Satan, pushing just the right buttons.

Flashes of her smiling and laughing turned to pictures of Y/N hurt and bleeding.

Gonegonegonegonegone. Shut up. Tom was panicking, the way to familiar feeling was running through him. Knees giving in under his weight,  tears pressing on the back of his eyes, threatening to spill any second. Shut up, shut up, shut up.

His nails were digging into his palms, taking deep breaths focusing on taking deep breaths, his head was spinning a hundred miles an hour. GONEGONEGONE.

The demon was yelling in his ear, sitting on his back, the long claws it had digging into the soft flesh of his back. SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP. Tom fought the monster the only way he knew, with fire. Pushing himself from his knees, placing a hand on the wall to support himself. The monster loosened its grip on Tom, slowly fading away, carefully tucking it into the back of his mind.

-

Tom finally found Harrison standing outside on the balcony that connected to Y/N’s room- the guest room where Y/N had been staying. There was still makeup spread out over the vanity, books laying across the room and the familiar sweet scent of her perfume still hung lightly in the air. Fuck, it had not even been twenty-four hours since she had been in this room. The boy carefully made his way through the room, careful not to step on any discarded clothing, wanting to keep everything just as she had left it.

“Hey mate.” His voice was almost taken by the wind. “What are you doing here?” Tom moved over the deck of the balcony to stand beside Haz. “You know?” Tom reached over and pulled the lit cigarette from between his lips, tossing it on the ground before stepping on it. “Y/N would kill you if you smoked”

“How is your jaw?” He brushed off the comment about his sister, knowing that was he said was true. That Y/N would hate to know that he was smoking, more than that she would hate to know that he was mourning her.

“It is alright.” Tom reached up to his jaw, it was still sore and swollen. “Haz- mate, are you alright?” Tom reached out, gripping the railing in front of him with both hands, knuckles turning white.

“T-Tom, what if she is dead?” Harrison blunted out, the sudden words shocked Tom, he had tried so hard not to make his mind go there. Tried so hard not to give the demon power.  “What if they killed her?”

“D-don’t say that she can’t be dead.” More than anything he didn’t want to think about Y/N being dead, Tom moved next to Harrison. The light breeze gently rustling his curls. “Blood for blood, Tom.”

“We are talking about Y/N, she is not going out this way.” He chuckled, trying to use humor as a half-hearted coping mechanism.“I-I can't fucking lose her Tom.”

The mobster reached out to place his hand on Harrison’s shoulder, trying to comfort his best mate, but before Tom could reach him he pulled away, saying something Tom never thought he would say. “It didn’t have to be like this! But you ruined everything!”

“W-what?” Tom’s voice was low. “You fucking heard me, Tom! Y-Y/N is gone, possibly forever and it is your fault!”

“You can’t possibly think you are the only one who needs her!” Tom mentally beat himself up for his choice of words. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

“It means you are not the only one who cares about Y/N!” His voice was ringing through the hall. “But I know I lost her and you have no idea how much it fucking hurts to know that!”

Tom walked away from Harrison, opening the door to Y/N’s old room, the sweet smell of books and perfume. “Where are you going?” Harrison called out for him.

“To find Y/N!” Tom yelled before slamming the door behind him.

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Bungie Weekly Update - 5/24/18

This week at Bungie, we lit the Iron Banner again.

Iron Banner 6v6 is back for Season 3. To celebrate its return, we added a reprised version of the Bannerfall map to the playlist. This was another fan favorite we brought forward by popular demand. It will be available in the Iron Banner playlist until the next reset, when it will become available in Quick Play, Competitive, and Private Matches for all players of Destiny 2. You also might see it in Trials this weekend, but we’ll know that for sure tomorrow!

Hive Annihilation

Escalation Protocol has been live for two weeks now. Ever since the launch of Warmind, we’ve seen Guardians bravely battling hordes of Hive on Mars. The bravest among you have gone on to defeat seven levels of bosses. As always, combat leads to feedback. Today, we’re responding to a popular request for new matchmaking systems that would unite nine players in battle.

Lead Designer Jacob Benton has some comments about this new activity in Destiny.

What were the design goals for Escalation Protocol?

Jacob: Escalation Protocol was designed to be a high-difficulty endgame activity for a max-level, three-player fireteam. Other players in the world can contribute to make it easier, but they shouldn’t be required as long as your team is highly skilled and coordinated. We have received a lot of feedback since the original launch of Destiny 2 that players felt like reaching max Power was not satisfying. There weren’t enough activities that required and rewarded that level of commitment. Escalation Protocol was designed to fill that gap.

So this activity was not specifically designed for nine players?

Other than Raid Activities, all PvE activities and private spaces are optimized for three players to allow for multiple types of activities in the space. So no, it wasn’t designed for it, but it’s not a surprise that it’s easier with nine players, given how under-leveled most of us are right now. We knew that players would use the same creative workarounds to get nine players into a space similar to Court of Oryx, but we did not specifically tune the difficulty around requiring that many players.

Any plans to enable larger fireteams in the future?

We’ve had a lot of conversations here about what to do to answer the community’s feedback. We’re going to continue to monitor as more players progress up to max Power and are able to attempt Escalation Protocol at the difficulty it was designed for and we’ll determine what, if any action, is necessary. We also hear players are really enjoying large groups of players fighting against enemies, so we’ll use that feedback to inform our future plans.

Armor Updates

We kicked off the beginning of Season 3 with changes to Exotic Weapons. “What about the armor?” has been a popular question. Today, we’re going to start answering it. This is the first wave of changes—the next are currently slated to come in July.

Sandbox Designer Victor Anderson has the facts on what you can expect on May 29.

Victor: We’ve received a lot of feedback on Exotic Armor in Destiny 2. With 1.2.0, we introduced changes to Exotic Weapons to make them punchier and more compelling, and with the 1.2.1 release, we're taking steps to update some of the existing Exotic Armor.

It’s my hope that the changes to Exotic Armor will result in more interesting choices, whether you're doing a strike or going for wins in the Crucible. When deciding to update the Exotic perks, our goal was to keep the identity of the Exotics the same, even if the way they influence your playstyle is slightly different.

With the release of 1.2.1, we’re updating six pieces of Exotic Armor, two for each class, and we will be updating more in the future. Please note that any mechanical changes are in addition to the already established effects unless explicitly stated otherwise.

Titan

Synthoceps

Mechanical Changes—Previously, the perk adjusted your melee damage depending on the number of enemies surrounding you. Now it grants a flat bonus to melee and Super damage when you’re surrounded by three or more enemies. The buff is retained for a short duration after you are no longer surrounded.

Although Synthoceps has gotten a fair bit of love in the Crucible, players are often focused on the increased lunge rate. The outgoing damage bonus was hard to appreciate and plan around with it being so variable in nature. With this change, you will be able to feel the impact more often in all scenarios, particularly in PvE.

Lion Rampant

Mechanical Changes—You can hipfire while Lift is active without interrupting it, and your aerial hipfire doesn't have an aerial accuracy penalty.

The Lion Rampant was focused around Lift and how it impacts your playstyle and tactics, so we decided to push further in that direction, emphasizing fast moving aerial assault.

Hunter

The Dragon’s Shadow

Mechanical Changes—Dodging reloads all weapons simultaneously. The effects of Wraithmetal Mail now also include a bonus to mobility.

Although the Dragon’s Shadow does have a small following, we wanted to make it more useful in a general sense under even neutral conditions, while keeping in the theme of a fast-moving ninja.

Mechaneer’s Tricksleeves

Mechanical Changes—Swapping to a sidearm while critically wounded greatly increases its damage.

We went for the fantasy of a holdout weapon; the pistol tucked into your sleeve that you pull out in an emergency to save you. These changes should let you turn around a fight more easily.

Warlock

Lunafaction Boots

Mechanical Changes—Rift reload is automatic instead of being activated on entry/exit. Empowering Rift makes weapons more effective at extended ranges.

Players having to dip in and out of the Rift to reload their weapons was not consistent with other Rift effects, particularly with the overshield effect on Healing Rift. It’s been made automatic to be easier to understand and use. As this is a more offensive choice in terms of Rift Exotics, we also wanted to further reward players who want to double down with Empowering Rift instead of playing it safe with Healing Rift.

Sunbracers

Mechanical Changes—Original effect replaced with: Increases the duration of Solar Grenades. Solar melee kills grant unlimited Solar Grenade energy for a brief time.

While effective under some circumstances in terms of things like flat damage output with your Solar Grenade, Sunbracers didn’t feel flashy enough for gloves where your hands are perpetually on fire. So, while retaining the original flavor of “The Solar Grenade Exotic Armor,” we’ve scaled up the potential output significantly to give the player a strong taste of power on a more frequent basis.

Bungie Versus

A few weeks ago we kicked off a new type of stream where we have a friendly match against a predetermined team of worthy opponents. Our friends at Vicarious Visions have put their quarters down and called next.

If you are not familiar with VV, they have partnered with us to create awesome content for Destiny 2. They want to show off their Crucible skills and see whether they can defeat us in a friendly exhibition. Here are the details:

Bungie Versus Vicarious Visions

May 30 at 11 a.m. PDT

Watch Bungie at twitch.tv/Bungie

Watch Vicarious Visions at twitch.tv/VicariousVisions

Team Vicarious Visions

Barry Morales, Production 

Chris Pietrocarli, Art 

Paddy Hennessy, Engineering 

Dave Keenan, Art 

Team Bungie

Dmg04, Community

Cozmo, Community

Kevin Yanes, Crucible

Victor Anderson, Sandbox

This will be a best-of-five match. Bungie will pick two game types, and VV will also pick two. The final game will be Mayhem on Bannerfall.

Good luck, have fun.

Fixing to Fix It  

We have another update inbound. Destiny Player Support is here to tell you when your bits are scheduled to arrive and what you need to know about the upcoming patch.

This is their report.

Update 1.2.1 Release Destiny 2 services will undergo maintenance on Tuesday, May 29, 2018. No downtime is expected. During this time, Destiny 2 Update 1.2.1 will become available to players. Please see below for the timeline of the maintenance window.

9 a.m. PDT (1600 UTC) 

Destiny 2 server maintenance is scheduled to begin

No downtime is expected

Destiny 2 Update 1.2.1 will be available to download and install

1 p.m. PDT (2000 UTC) 

Destiny 2 server maintenance is scheduled to conclude

Players who have not installed Update 1.2.1 will be removed from activities to begin the download and install process

Patch Note Preview

Here’s a quick overview of issues that should be resolved in Destiny Update 1.2.1:

Fixed an issue where players would lose Glory Rank Points for leaving a match too soon after the match ends

Fixed an issue where the Clan XP Milestone was not granting a powerful reward

Fixed an issue where Vanguard Boons would block progression of strike-specific quest steps and milestones

Fixed an issue where Shriekers would close too quickly during Warsat public events, thus blocking players’ ability to trigger a Heroic public event

Fixed an issue where Calus’s shields required too much damage to break after Destiny Update 1.2.0

Fixed an issue where players would experience long load times for Iron Banner matches on PC

The full patch notes will be made available on Tuesday, May 29. Stay tuned to @Bungie on Twitter for further announcements.

Bungie.net API Issue: Item Equip Currently Disabled

This week, we identified an issue where players could reach 385 Power within a short amount of time if characters had no items equipped in their weapon inventories. Characters could enter this state only by using the item equip functionality available through the Bungie.net API. As such, the ability to equip or unequip items through the API has been disabled until we can resolve the issue. While players may still transfer items from character to character, any item that is equipped will need to be unequipped within Destiny 2 before it can be transferred using the Destiny Companion App or any third-party application. The ability to equip items is one of the most used features available through the API, and the decision to disable this functionality was not made without our weighing the impact it would have on the community. To preserve the meaning behind reaching max Power, we decided that this action needed to be taken. Once a solution to this issue has been identified, we will provide updates on when to expect a hotfix that will allow us to enable these features once more. Stay tuned to @BungieHelp on Twitter for updates.

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