#always a massive fan of dash games
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deep dive character sheet
stolen from: reeathan
tagging: breathes down ur neck
NAME: ROSADO
BODY
height: 5'7" / 170cm
strength ★★★☆☆ (damagingly below average str and bld bases for his class but high str growth makes for a whack situation narratively)
dexterity ★★★★☆ (can't be butterfingers designing ur own fit)
health ★★★★★ (canonically kind of ridiculous. shining hair, shining skin, never gains weight, eats and sleeps however he wants. life just isn't fair huh)
energy ★★★★☆ (lively naturally while also being prone to an indulgent kind of laziness. the vibe of energetically deciding to spend the day napping)
beauty ★★★★★ (tfw the resident dancer stalks you for your beauty regimen)
style ★★★★★ (whether it's to everyone's tastes or not is different, but he certainly makes statements wherever he goes)
hygiene ★★★☆☆ (a weird situation because he canonically does very little actual styling / upkeep. he actually just wakes up like that)
SKILLS
perception ★★★★☆ (surprisingly)
communication ★★★☆☆ (a bit broad to ascribe a ranking. he's fantastic at natural charisma and conversation. a whiff of conflict though and he'd sooner ghost)
persuasion ★★★★★ (incredibly charming naturally. has a way of kind of being charming about it even when he's being dogmatic or manipulative that still makes it hard to say no)
mediation ★★☆☆☆ (would much rather try to console separate parties after the fact. doesn't want to be in the middle of a disagreement)
literacy ★★☆☆☆ (rosado: when's the paper due. someone: it's on the syllabus. rosado: yeah but i don't want to read, i want you to tell me)
creativity ★★★☆☆ (again kinda depends in what sense but eh)
cooking ★★★☆☆ (it's not something he does, but he'd be decent if he put in the effort to learn. perfectly passable.)
tech savvy ★★★★★ (you can't tell me he wouldn't be a tiktok celebrity in modern au)
combat ★★★☆☆ (it's fine. he's canonically a pretty good fighter per ike bond conversation, but given his dislike of it i can't see him ever be better than ' good enough to do his job ')
survival ★★★☆☆ (honestly he knows when he's in over his head and needs to get tf outta dodge and that's like 60% of surviving)
stealth ★★☆☆☆ (i mean have u seen him)
street smarts ★★★☆☆ (another weird one because his haggling and ' knowing which hole in the wall shop has the best merch and the best deals ' is second to none but that's probably that only type of street smarts where he knows anything)
seduction ★★★★☆ (all i'm saying is he's descended from a race of faefolk who are known for ensnaring hapless highborn humans throughout history for a reason)
luck ★★★☆☆
handling animals ★★★☆☆ (he likes them more than he's good at handling them, generally speaking)
pacifying children ★★★☆☆ (eh. no better or worse than the next guy)
MIND
intelligence ★★★☆☆ (what... kind... hahaha. vastly different answers depending)
happiness ★★★★★ (optimism is his middle name)
spirituality ★☆☆☆☆ (... i mean... he sure thinks the divine dragon is neat!)
confidence ★★★★★ (a bit delusionally at times)
humor ★★★☆☆
anxiety ☆☆☆☆☆ (this guy wouldn't know social anxiety if it hit him in the face. doesn't generally tend to get hung up about stuff on the whole)
patience ★★☆☆☆ (physically speaking, average. will fall for a ' oooh what is it what is it? ' ' i'm not tellinggg ' bait every time tho)
passion ★★★★★ (it's his other middle name)
nice ★☆☆☆☆ mean (most of the time genuine! most of the time)
brave ☆☆★☆☆ cowardly (he wouldn't consider himself braver than his job demands, but also both his hortensia a and fell ending have him risking / giving his life for hortensia. and the whole stealth emblem ring steal was ballsy af)
pacifist ★☆☆☆☆ violent
thoughtful ☆☆★☆☆ impulsive (again, depends about what)
agreeable ☆☆★☆☆ contrary (very agreeable and accommodating of others, until he's Not skjglskdl)
idealistic ☆★☆☆☆ pragmatic (he's not reckless but that's about the only thing keeping him from a full 5)
frugal ☆☆☆★☆ big spender (it's just a very good thing he wasn't born into high society)
extrovert ☆★☆☆☆ introvert (prefers to be around others if there's an opportunity, but doesn't get restless being on his own)
collected ☆☆☆★☆ wild (again, context. but generally being effusive and energetic tips it)
ambitious / possessive / stubborn / jealous / decisive / perfectionist
SOCIAL
charisma ★★★★★
empathy ★★★☆☆ (in a strange position of being compassionate and genuinely wanting to be / good at being there for others while also being more self-centered on the whole than not)
generosity ★★★☆☆ (sort of in the same vein as empathy)
wealth ★★★★☆ (i mean he's a royal retainer so. plenty of disposable income generally)
honest ☆★☆☆☆ deceptive (ahahahaha..... a can of worms for rosado. honestly deceptive? unintentionally deceptive? master of ' the truth but not All Of It '? at the very least he doesn't usually intend to deceive)
leader ☆☆☆★☆ follower (i think in the right scenarios he wouldn't make a bad leader because he does have a way of influencing and inspiring others. but he's too much of a free spirit / swayed by whatever or whoever he likes)
polite ☆★☆☆☆ rude (kind of Much / presumptuous sometimes? but in a way where you can tell it doesn't come from a bad place)
political ☆☆☆☆★ indifferent (he could not be less bothered)
BELIEFS
higher power ★★☆☆☆ (the reason it's not a 0 or 1 is because he factually knows they exist thanks to the lake of mystery / dragons, etc. that's as far as it goes tho)
fate/destiny ★★☆☆☆ (it's fun to joke around about, but the real thing? never thought much about it)
magic ★★★★★ (it's fire emblem)
soulmates ★★☆☆☆ (same as fate/destiny)
good and evil ★★☆☆☆ (also similar to fate/destiny. thinks it can be a useful binary, but deep down recognizes that it's mostly just that: useful in certain situations)
luck ★★★★☆ (weirdly, given his ambivalence about the other above metaphysical things)
PRIORITIES
family ★★☆☆☆ (mostly shrug emoji because family is handled deliberately in a kind of alienating way in the village of the fair folk. stay tuned)
friends ★★★★★ (arguably one of the the most important things to rosado outside of staying true to himself)
love ★★★☆☆ (values connections to others but also naturally independent and unanchored)
home ★★☆☆☆ (like. it's nice! but it's cool, he can also bounce)
health ★★★☆☆ (not literally health so much as whatever he needs to do or maintain in order to stay cute and appealing)
praise ★★★★★ (oh my god)
justice ★★☆☆☆ (sure, that always sounds like something good)
truth ★★★☆☆ (complicated because he doesn't care/consider/pursue it actively as an ideal, but his approach to visual art seems to drain down at its heart to a desire to capture truth)
power ☆☆☆☆☆
fame ★★☆☆☆ (not an active pursuit, but wouldn't mind it if he stumbled into it along the way)
wealth ★☆☆☆☆ (same as fame, but less)
others' opinions ★☆☆☆☆ (has learned to ignore what most people think, except for those he really respects. currently only hortensia and to a lesser extent goldmary)
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WIP game... uhh...
22 or 23 please?
Ok, so I've already answered about 22 (the link to that answer is here), but 23 is one I'm quite interested in digging into soon!
The basic concept is to take all the 'rejected' HiT and CGI era British engines and stick them all on a railway in the middle of nowhere - the Reject Railway. They are, in essence, rejected by fans and by my ERS. But when Molly accidentally winds up there (having made it into the ERS), she has to help these engines with their issues with one another and grow as characters.
It's also known as my excuse to mess about with post Season-7 characters.
Here's a little sneak peek:
“Howdy!” Molly jumped – a truck went flying. “Oh, shoot! Sorry, sorry – didn’t mean to frighten you.” Molly glanced around, and spotted a dark red tank engine. She had a massive headlamp bolted to her smokebox and the biggest grin Molly had ever seen.
“Who’re you?” asked Molly quietly.
“I’m Rosie! I’m an American Dock Tank, and I shunt the yards here with my friend Stafford! Who’re you?”
“I’m Molly… I just arrived.”
“Another reject? Shame. How long did they keep you in the studio?”
“Studio?” asked Molly. “What studio?” Rosie looked confused.
“Weren’t you used as a new character for the Thomas series?”
“No… I was on Sodor till this morning…”
“Oh heck! You’re a special one! I gotta tell Stafford about this, he’ll short-circuit! A real-live Sudrian!” Rosie dashed away before Molly could even process everything that had been said at her.
Molly made her way to the sheds. Rosie was happily chatting at Stafford, who was staring back at the American in shock. His eyes slid over to Molly, and widened. Molly gulped, and hid at the back of the shed. As her driver headed home for the night, Molly felt more alone than she had in years. Not even the tunnel had made her this lonely, because she’d always had Andrew. But Andrew wasn’t here. No one she knew was here.
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Back on Sodor, a massive group of engines barred the Big Station, whistling and shouting. The Fat Controller stepped out, his sister by his side.
“Sir!” exclaimed Andrew loudly, whooshing steam to quieten the other engines. “Henry said he saw Molly being towed away, what’s going on?” The Fat Controller looked very confused.
“Towed away? Why would Molly be towed anywhere?”
“Sir, you need to find Molly!” Emily said. “She’s one of us now – you can’t let her be taken!”
“I will start looking for Molly at once,” the Fat Controller announced. “Now please – continue with your jobs. We may need money if Molly is in a tight spot, and that means that you all need to work hard.”
The Fat Controller hurried back into his office, Bridget close by his side. The two began pouring through papers, until Bridget held one up, a look of horror on her face.
“It’s that damned entertainment company!” she said. “They’ve had Molly transferred to The Reject Railway!”
Hope you enjoyed! And thank you for the ask!
#fanfiction writer#weirdowithaquill#railway series#thomas the tank engine#ao3 writer#railways#ask answered#ask me things#The Reject Railway#ttte molly#ttte rosie#ttte sir topham hatt III
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World’s End Club Headcanon Masterpost (The Go-Getters)
Cheers to the first post of 2024!!!
In General
They all have an aptly named “Ice cream day”, in which they ride off to the nearest ice cream shop to get their favorite flavors. And if you’re curious, here are each of their fave flavors:
Reycho- Caramel Banana
Vanilla- Vanilla Bean Marshmallow (Obviously)
Kansai- Tiger Milk Tea
Chuko- Cheesecake
Mowchan- Everything But The Kitchen Sink
Nyoro- Strawberries and Cream
Aniki- Toasted Oatmeal
Pai- Maple Bacon
Tattsun- Dragonfruit
Pochi- Neopolitan
Jennu- Ube
Yuki- Frosted Sugar Cookie
Each of them has a friendship bracelet- each having charms of their favorite things. Ex- Reycho has a Fist, Vanilla has a Marshmallow, Pochi has an MP3 Player, Nyoro has a robot, Mowchan has a burger, Chuko has a chili pepper, Tattsun has an Electro Rangers mask, Kansai has a ball and bat, Pai has a flower, Aniki has a guitar, Jennu has Comedy and Tragedy masks, and Yuki has a snowflake.
When it comes to crafting, they have an entire shack when it comes to it. They even invite other kids from around to join in!
Reycho
He’s currently getting baseball lessons from Kansai.
He loves drawing- a lot. Especially when it comes to sports!
He uses sign language to communicate with his friends.
Vanilla
She is quite good at sewing little dolls of yarn!
She enjoys a good storybook or two- especially picture ones.
Dressing up is one of her biggest interests- she also loves taking bubble baths after long days.
Pochi
He’s got a connection to animals- especially dogs. He loves puppies most of all.
He and Reycho moved in with Vanilla and Aniki after the main story, so they’re part of the family.
Not just that, he often invites the others to play video games together and share snacks.
Nyoro
She is arguably the BEST at drawing in the group- all the drawings of blueprints had to start somewhere!
She designs bead jewelry and keychains for her friends to give on their birthdays.
It took a long time for her to forgive her dad, but she did it in giving him a bag keychain she made herself.
Mowchan
He works at food drives so he can spread happiness to those who need it the most.
He makes his own “Secret Sauce”, which is Mayo, ketchup, a bit of soy sauce, a handful of spices, salt, pepper, and a dash of hot sauce.
His parents definitely own a local restaurant.
Chuko
She absolutely HATES bullies. And whenever she sees an innocent person being bullied, she decides to stand up for them.
Her comfort food is definitely anything with cheese. Especially pasta with said ingredient.
She won’t hesitate to jump into action when someone is in danger.
Tattsun
He has an entire collection of comic and manga books at home, mostly ones of Shonen anime.
He has Electro Ranger suits for all of his friends in his closet in case they need to wear them to a convention.
One of his most prized collectibles is a limited edition comic con exclusive Power Rangers Megazord toy.
Kansai
He collects baseball cards. Enough said.
He keeps an entire pack of bubblegum on him for emergencies.
He often invites the others to baseball games at their local park to play together.
Pai
She is an expert in babysitting and always packs extra clothing for everyone when they go on trips.
She loves taking long walks and photographing beautiful animals!
She can write little notes for the ghosts she sees to read.
Aniki
He really wants to take horseback riding lessons with his sister.
He lets his sister stick bows and clips into his hair- and one time even a whole bonnet!
He’s a massive fan of rock music and knows how to play the guitar.
Jennu
She makes her own costumes in her big sis’ honor.
She trades little trinkets with Nyoro as well as designs!
Her favorite musical is Hairspray.
Yuki
Soft pillows and fluffy pajamas are two of her favorite things in the world.
A good book is one of her favorite interests.
She loves tobogganing in the snow, as well as snowball fights! She loves it especially when the gang has them in the park.
#my Headcanons#Headcanons#world’s end club#wec#death March club#dmc#reycho#vanilla#pochi#nyoro#mowchan#chuko#tattsun#Kansai#pai#aniki#Jennu#Yuki
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I would very much like to hear about ur hunger games au
Oh Hell Yeah!
I've always been a fan of Hunger Games AUs that focus on people post games, where they have to try and find themselves and live with what they did on top of navigating the snakes nest of the Capitol.
I'll put this under a read more as to not clog up the dash.
General AU Stuff:
Most Hunger Games canon stays the same, however Hermitcraft canon gets mixed and mingled in there. Same way Mumbo was the youngest ever Hermit member to join at 17, in this he was the youngest victor to win at 12/13.
Their ages are the same as they are irl, since years have passed since they competed. No Children Here
Personally i am really fond of the idea of Evil Xisuma taking on the role of president snow - his legal name is Xisuma, but since Xisuma Void won everyone just calls him Evil Xisuma and victor Xisuma got to keep his name LMAO
Why Yes they overthrow the Capitol again. Frankly, with these people i don't think any other ending is possible.
With more character specific stuff though, i only have some that i have real concrete ideas for. I don't watch everyone so if people who do watch the ones i miss/have not much on have ideas i'd love to hear them!!
Bdubs:
From district 10, he was the one who lowkey revolutionized the games by winning using expert camouflage - a technique that was more finesse focused and less strength, something that what was not expected.
That gave a hell of a lot of hope to other tributes though in following games, and made the career districts hate him because it was 'cowardly'.
During his games he would always sleep at night, and due to the aforementioned skill was able to usually get a solid 8 hours. People poked fun at this during the post game interviews, and it became a running joke associated with him to the public.
Reality is though, that Bdubs knew that people fuck up the most when they're sleep deprived. District 10 has 19 thousand people and one million livestock. He Has Seen The Consequences Of Not Good Enough Sleep. Being better rested then everyone else on top of knowing how to go without food, keep hidden and let the others tear each other apart was how he won.
Cubfan:
From district 6 and dreams of using the vast amount of technology at their hands to actually venture out into space instead of like. working on fucking trains
Capitol often has him working in district 3 because he's "wasted" in district 6, which has Cub internally seethe.
Docm77:
From district 3 and frankly, he should not have survived his games. Literally won because his opponent bled to death faster than him.
His eye and arm were destroyed during that final fight, and his stylist thought it would be "fun" to make his prosthetics reminiscent of his district, without actually asking for his input on the matter.
As one of the older victors he had to deal with the Capitol back when there was less victors, and the Capitol was more than willing to subjugate the ones they had to their whims.
Yeah sorry your son got experimented on. yeah sorry they decided his games weren't memorable enough for a gimmick and decided his post games looks worked better. yeah sorry about that.
He and Cub hang out together :)
Ethos:
Realistically he should be from district 3 or 5, but since he's Canadian i want to put him in district 7 so bad.
ICONIC Hunger games. Literally in the top 10 for reviewability according to people from the Capitol :) meanwhile that hunger games has Ethos running around both in a completely delirious freaked out state and also like. completely detached? A hell mess of dissociation and too much being in the moment
He deployed a ton of traps that would kill without him actually having to be there, and contraptions that would get him resources. Dude was constantly on the move, and was like a busy bee. The way he kept spectators on their feet at home, and generated massive amount of hype for what he did next, was the only reason the game makers let him do this shit.
His eye was injured but not wholly ripped out like Doc, so when his got repaired his stylist decided dying his iris red would be a fun reminder of his 'deadly gaze' :)
False:
From district 2, False volunteered for the games as she was the most eligible girl in her years. Career district go brrr
Still the Queen of Hearts and Bodyparts, except she got that title when she accidentally disemboweled someone right on top of her trying to kill her. yeah she had to smile at the post games interview when they played that and try not to remember how warm the blood was, how it got into her mouth, how she could feel organs and see spine.
Unlike the others who try to distance themselves from the game, False usually tries to mentor. False knows she's capable and able - knows her district produces girls who fight exactly like her, so she's the best to tell them how to direct it.
Each one that comes home is a triumph, but for the ones that don't she remembers. Tries to learn from their deaths to provide better, but carries it with her and it's starting to make her bitter.
okay wow this is getting long, i can do a part 2 if you'd like for Scar, Grian, Gem, Etc !!
#hermitcraft#hermitcraft hunger games au#bdoubleo100#cubfan135#docm77#ethoslab#falsesymmetry#i wanna draw this au so bad#i have so many thoughts esp about cleo (actually died in the arena for a brief moment)#and grian (fave of the capitol who is Actively Plotting Their Downfall)
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My Mario Animated Series - Super Mario Starlight Announcement!
Imagine making your Mario cartoon project for years and never properly revealing it until #MAR10... which on this site specifically you forgot to even post on that day
Well 3 days left aside, with the timing being right, I wanted to finally present a project of mine that's been in the making for many years. It's my take on a Mario animated series, called "Super Mario Starlight". It's a 2D animated action-adventure/slice of life series based around the Mario series, and it's a completely revised version of my old series, Super Mario Animated, an old project of mine from 2019. The plot centers around it taking place 2 years after Bowser's failed attempt to take over Yoshi's Island, he seemingly vanished after that; nowhere to be found. While the Mushroom Kingdom is happy about their biggest threat being gone, able to finally relax, there's just one problem... his Koopa Troop is still here, causing mayhem as they always do! With this lingering in mind, this causes a question to be raised: "What happened to King Koopa?"
The show will feature a variety of characters from the Mario series, whether flagship or more obscure. There will also be entirely original characters specifically made for the show. Starlight will also have a focus on building the Mario World, whether it's from the main games or spin offs. We obviously have the Mushroom Kingdom, but for more places, Mushroom Bridge and City are there (Both from Mario Kart Double Dash), and Sarasaland, Daisy's empire. Expect PLENTY of references and easter eggs throughout the show, whether on the actual Mario series or media elsewhere. Would love to see what you all are able to find! The show is primarily for Mario fans, but also something potential newcomers can watch as well. For the visuals, there's plenty of inspirations, but it's mostly built from the current main 2D artwork, Mario & Luigi, Mario Hoops, and Wario Land Shake it. How the show is animated is like an anime, but with full lip-syncing and bouncy movement like cartoons.
Lastly, why did I create this series? Well I just thought it'd be cool. I've always wanted a modern Mario cartoon and anime series, taking influence from various Mario media, but especially the games, having it's own canon, fun plots and characters. When I first conceptualized the show, I knew Nintendo wasn't going to make one themselves for a long time, so I figured "How can I make one myself?"
Considering the massive scope of this project, I'm gonna need all the help and resources I can get. As I already mentioned however, I have a casting call opened and ready to go! You're able to audition for both voice roles AND for the technical side of things, like artist, animator, and writer. There is no limit on who can join the project at this time, and the page will get updated for more roles, so feel free to audition! I really appreciate the support, and no worries on rushing or pressure on yourself, just have fun!
Anyway, thank you all so much for your support! Truly, it really means a lot for me, especially since I wasn't ever sure if this project would get anywhere. If you have any questions, feel free to ask here! https://www.castingcall.club/projects/super-mario-starlight
#mario#mar10 day#happy mar10 day#mario bros#mario & luigi#princess peach#princess daisy#super mario#yoshi mario#toad#bowser#super mario starlight#casting call#voice acting
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FOR THE WRITING ASK GAME-
1, 2, 3, 7, 13, 22, 23, 25, 27, 28, 32, 35, 36, 56, 63 (Step by Errant Step), 75, 77, 78, 79
I know no limits and I apologize in advance, Comet
SCOUT! I love you. Ok. They're going under a cut so that I don't destroy anyone's dash with what will definitely be a massive post since I don't know when to shut up about anything.
Do you daydream a lot before you write, or go for it as soon as the ideas strike?
I daydream A LOT about my original fiction. My brain is basically permanently set to daydream, so I'm doing it more often than not. I just do less about fan fic, I have no idea why. It might be because with original stuff I'm thinking in terms of novels, and fanfiction is in terms of much more contained stories. But generally, if I'm not writing or reading, I'm daydreaming about writing.
2. Where do you get your fic ideas?
Daydreaming, haha. Sometimes from other people. Someone will say "I wish there was more xxxx" and I'll go "oooh I could write that and it would be fun". Sometimes the ideas just appear, and I have to run with them and see what happens.
3. Do you share your fic ideas, or do you keep them to yourself?
Both. It really depends. I don't tend to share detailed ideas, but that's mostly because I don't want to spoil my own writing. But I absolutely do the thing where I go "I'm working on xxxx" and then give very little details about what that actually means.
7. Post a snippet from a wip.
He’s going to get Rain back for this, he thinks. He’s elbow deep in soapy water. The stack of pots Mountain used to make them breakfast is stacked to his left. Rain’s the dish bitch—not him. But Mountain wanted to take Rain out for a picnic, and Rain promised Dew he’d do anything for him if he traded jobs with him.
The entire thing makes him want to puke. Picnic? Satanas, who takes another ghoul on a picnic. Gross.
13. Do you listen to music while you write? If yes, what have you been listening to recently?
Yes. Always. I have a playlist that has close to 600 songs on it. And I just add new songs to it when I find something I like. That's usually what I listen to. It has everything from Cattle Decapitation to Billie Eilish on it.
When I'm writing longer stuff I make specific playlists for projects or characters, but I haven't done that with fanfic (yet).
22. Do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process? How do you come up with titles?
After. And it's the hardest part? I either try to find a song lyric I think works well. Or I try to find a line within the piece that I think sounds good as a title.
It's literally my least favorite part about writing.
23. Is writing the beginning, middle, or end of the story easiest? Hardest?
Middle is the easiest, hands down. That's where everything happens, the whole reason you're writing the story happens there.
Beginnings are the hardest. I always end up going back and completely rewriting them once I've written the middle. I always want to make sure I'm giving enough context without overdoing it, and it's a balance that I struggle with sometimes.
25.What’s your favorite part of the writing process (worldbuilding, brainstorming/outlining, writing, editing, etc)?
Actual writing. It feels like being possessed sometimes. It just happens, and it's really really wonderful. I also enjoy editing because I'm weird.
27. What area of writing do you feel strongest in?
Dialogue. Internal and external. Just characterization in general, actually.
I'm also really good at killing my darlings. Meaning, I am great at cutting out things I really like if they're not working. I am a ruthless revisionist. And everything I write is better for it.
28. What area of writing do you want to improve in?
Description. I'm a character-driven writer, so I'm not always great at sinking into physical descriptions of places, and people, and physical feelings because I am always caught up in emotions.
I'm working on getting better at it though.
32. Do you take fic requests? Why or why not?
Yes? to some extent. I will take any idea and chew on it. It doesn't necessarily mean it will become a full fic. And I'm a sucker for ficlet/blurb prompts.
35. What’s your favorite fic you’ve posted?
Fuck. Ok.
I really love Spontaneous Combustion.
36.What fic are you proudest of?
Let Me Decide What You Need.
It took me FOREVER. It's long. There were a lot of logistics to figure out and choreography, and through it all, I managed to keep everyone in character and having a good time. And I still sort of can't believe I pulled it off.
56. Have you noticed any patterns in your fics? Words/expressions that appear a lot, themes, common settings, etc?
I have an oral fixation. So therefore, so does every single character I write. Everyone is biting, and licking, and marking, and I cannot help it.
63. What was the hardest part of writing Step by Errant Step?
I wrote Step by Errant Step in what felt like a fever dream. The hardest part was going "I have no idea how to break in boots the right way and now I have to write it" and then I realized that Dew probably has no idea what he's doing either. He's just trying to get off.
Also, getting Mountain and Dew alone in a room together, and getting Mountain to allow himself to enjoy it.
75.Is there a particular fic that readers gravitated towards that you didn’t expect?
Flip of a Switch. Literally the first fanfic I wrote in a decade. And I posted it and it go minimal attention (which was what I expected) and then all of a sudden it got more? And people were telling me how it made them feel things? and I had no expectations with that fic AT ALL. So I am still a little in awe of how much people enjoy it.
77. Why do you enjoy writing fanfiction?
No pressure. Zero. I'm allowed to write whatever self indulgent bullshit comes into my brain and not worry about it.
Original fiction comes with a whole slew of stresses (is my idea original enough but also not too original? will people like my characters, are they too mean.)
Fanfic is a really wonderful break from all of that.
78. What motivates you during the writing process?
Music. The desire to just get the fucking thing done. Sharing snippets with other people when it gets hard so they get excited about it and then I can be excited about it again.
79. Do you have any writing advice you want to share?
There are no rules.
Editing is way more important than anyone thinks (half the story gets written there, seriously).
The only way you get better at it is by doing it (and also by reading).
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Australia was eliminated from the World Cup semifinals by a dropped catch by Virat Kohli
Gautam Gambhir’s astounding statement
Are Australia’s semi-final ambitions dashed with the setback to India? Gautam Gambhir offers a strong opinion. Australia’s ODI Cricket World Cup campaign began with a loss to hosts India, led by Pat Cummins. The Indian cricket team’s spin troika trapped the great Australians in a spin web when they could only manage 199 batting first.
They were still in with a chance after dismissing three Indian hitters, including Rohit Sharma, in the first two overs. India could have been four down in the eighth over but for Mitchell Marsh’s costly miss. Josh Hazlewood surprised Virat Kohli with a short ball on the third ball of the over, which he top-edged.
Mitchell Marsh dashed from mid-wicket but couldn’t hold on to the ball as the wicketkeeper approached. That dip eventually proved costly. Former India captain Gautam Gambhir believes Australia’s missed opportunity would cost them the World Cup.
“If India had been 10-4 or 20-4, they would have been under a lot of pressure.” With a hitter like Kohli out, India would have struggled to chase down the score. So, not only did Australia lose the match because of that dropped catch, but they may have also forfeited a place in the semi-finals,” Gambhir said.
It’s possible that Australia won’t make it to the semifinals of the World Cup because of this missed catch, which makes the competition so competitive. The games Australia has left against the best teams will be must-win affairs after their defeat to India.”
In the meantime, in the Indian team’s inaugural World Cup match against Australia, Virat Kohli unleashed his inner champion with a masterful 85 to steer them through rough waters and into a six-wicket triumph. While they were chasing a 200-run goal in 41.2 overs, Kohli found a reliable ally in the ultra-cool KL Rahul (97 not out off 115 balls) during their match-winning partnership of 165.
Following their return to the pavilion without bothering the scorers, three Indian top-order hitters formed a dubious partnership. However, India’s spinners share equal blame for their two points. When knocking the Australians out for 199 in 49.3 overs, Ravindra Jadeja (3/28 in 10 overs), Kuldeep Yadav (2/42 in 10 overs), and Ravichandran Ashwin (2/34 in 10 overs) made their lives miserable.
However, in the first three overs, Josh Hazlewood and Mitchell Starc were sharp, walking back Ishan Kishan, Rohit Sharma, and Shreyas Iyer for ducks, and the scoreboard showed a woeful 2/3. With a daring drive past bowler Hazlewood that was worth a million dollars, the bold Kohli, who makes Indian fans fall in love with him all over again, displayed the first signs of a comeback.
Perceiving that the ball was not approaching the bat, Kohli, instead of staying anchored to the crease, gently moved his front foot over and displayed the entire face of the bat.
Even though India was still in danger, everything seemed normal at that moment. But it very easily could have been 4 for 12 in no time at all.
A running-in Mitchell Marsh missed his mark as the ball slid through his hand, but Kohli misplayed a pull shot off Hazlewood.
In such events, a little bit of luck is always necessary, as Skipper Rohit mentioned, and Marsh’s massive gaffe was just the cherry on top for the hosts at that particular moment.
Relieved that the target was not too high, Kohli and Rahul concentrated on reassembling the innings with singles and twos.
It was evidence of his fitness that, in his 116-ball knock, 61 of his runs came from singles and doubles.
He didn’t strike a boundary for almost 50 deliveries until Cameron Green’s military medium pace was applied; two of his paddles deliveries were mockingly nipped away.
Kohli hit a slow bouncer from Pat Cummins towards deep mid-wicket after he reached 50 off 75 balls.
During Kohli’s 70s batting innings, Starc struck him squarely on the helmet with a short delivery. A square-driven four two balls after a concussion test confirmed that “Batter Kohli” is a tough opponent to destabilise.
Hazlewood discovered Marnus Labuschagne after Kohli’s pull off when it appeared like he was coasting to his 48th ODI century.
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A note from a secret admirer: I admire how you RP Sephiroth! I've read your headcanon on his love language of knowing the little things about him (his order in particular) and it made me think. That probably has some canon basis! In Crisis Core, when Genesis was reading a verse from LOVELESS, Sephiroth knew exactly which act it came from. English ver made this sweet thing hard to pick up on, since it made Seph even more sarcastic than he was in Japanese. It seemed like an important trait to show how thoughtful he is. He would probably admire someone who does a similar thing for him.
//Why thank you for your sweet words! Reading this honestly made me go back to re-read my headcanons too. Amazing how some had almost gone forgotten in my mind.
The headcanon you mention came, I think, from a dash game, one of those personality quizzes. It’s always a nice feeling when the results actually match your idea of the character. Sephiroth did certainly care a good deal about Genesis, possibly enough to read the epic himself. But it’s also very possible that the man quoted the book so many times, it got stuck in his head (I think Sephiroth actually said something along those lines in the training room cutscene, didn’t he?).
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Of course this is all speculation and headcanons since the lore left so many holes in Sephiroth’s character and his life, so it’s really up to your personal take and flavor what he’d be impressed by. Personally, my portrayal of Sephiroth has him crave two things the most: the unconditional love akin of that of a mother for her child (or his idealization of it, anyway), and just as importantly: to feel actually needed. It is a tough life in ShinRa, a place where he was raised and “programmed” to meet expectations out of his own control. His superiors give his service for granted, and his subordinates keep a safe distance in respect. For being praised as a hero, Sephiroth feels pushed away from all sides.
Someone who can make him feel loved and able to fill an irreplaceable role in their life would represent true salvation for his yearning heart. And perhaps this want is also his own doom, paving the road to the epiphany of madness and destiny he will conjure for himself once his whole world shatters in Nibelheim.
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7. What do you love most about being a fic writer for your fandom?
I love how small the fandom is, weirdly enough!!
For example, I've got one Harry Potter one-shot (from before I cut myself off from the fandom) and 31 works for Ranger's Apprentice, and my one HP fic has slightly less than twice the counts of my top RA fic and almost 4x as many kudos. But my top-performing RA fic is The Ward Ghost, a multi-chap, which inflates the number of hits and comments and all that, so let's compare my HP fic to my top RA one-shot.
My HP fic has roughly 5x the hits, 4x the kudos and twice the comments my best-performing RA one-shot does. And, y'know, I dashed off that HP fic in a day and uploaded it for a lark, but I've worked really hard on my RA ones, and sometimes it hurts seeing my HP fic up there as my most popular by almost every metric (the one exception is comments - but again, it's a one-shot, and I get the most comments on multi-chaps).
And that's simply the law of large numbers. HP is a massive fandom, so it's always going to do better on those raw metrics than RA. BUT, because RA is a small fandom, I see the same names in my comments again and again! I look forward to seeing juicingbeetles and flames-rise-high and quirkycat and fairy527 and flamesandpages in my comments on new chapters, or thinking "oh ho ho they'll love this" when I upload them. I can't name a single commenter on my HP fic, but I've got actual fans and dedicated readers for RA and it just makes it so much more special! Whenever I start getting discouraged that I'll never write anything as "popular" (according to raw data) as my HP fic it helps that I can remember the numerous people who are always excited for my RA ones and I feel like that's the sort of thing I can't really get in a large fandom, because it's harder to get to know everyone in a large fandom
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the originals (you belong)
summary: The Mikaelsons family stumbles across a plot to assassinate the Prince. Despite Klaus’ judgement, you are determined to take on that challenge with the help of some magic. You demonstrate to them and to yourself that you BELONG!
paring: jake x female reader
genre: angst, slight fluff, slight smut/suggestive
word count: 7k
warnings: suggestive scene
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➳ part of the drunk & dazed series
a/n: i’m not a big fan of this work, i don’t know what it is but i feel like it could be better. I didn’t do my routine thorough read so forgive me for any mistakes. thank you for waiting for this member. enjoy and much love from babytaes. :)
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"This is not allowed, Your Majesty. This is not something I believe we should be doing, "You began to walk out of Jake's regal room, shaking your head.
Hearing footsteps behind you, a hand touches your shoulder as he turns you around, shutting the door behind you as he gently pushes you up against the wall.
"Don't pretend you haven't been keeping an eye on me for the past few weeks. I'm sure you want it as much as I do, y/n.”
Licking your lips, you slap his hands off of you and make your way to his massive bed as you fall back.
"It's not like I don't want to do it. It's just your royalty, and I'm not the Mikaelson type."
Jake snickers as he approaches you and raises you up by your hands, bringing you face to face with him. He touches your cheek in his palm and caresses it as he moves closer to your face.
"Well, we're notorious for occasionally breaching the rules. Why don't you give it a shot?" As you yanked his hand away from you and dashed to the door, you snapped back to reality.
Your heart ached as you turned back to see a befuddled Jake, and you cried out to him before closing the door.
“Jake, please stop. You and I both know I'll never be good enough for your family"
It wasn't the finest decision to leave him standing there, but it was necessary for your protection. You wouldn't want to jeopardize the next person in line.
Even if something might have worked with him, the risk was too high.
Everyone should be cautious when they're among the Milkasons, including the youngest.
It wasn't all bad being with the Mikaelsons. They were like a second family to you, despite the fact that you had only met them millennium before. It was strange to find them on that fateful day.
You never know when the all-powerful Originals will appear on your doorstep and request to look after their brother.
It seemed strange. Right?
"Calm down, brother; we'll find a place." We wouldn't be in this situation if you quit yelling and spreading mayhem all over the place."
Klaus ignores his brother and knocks on a cottage door, rolling his eyes at him.
"Oh, Elijah, just shut up; you're just trying to prove me wrong."
Elijah straightens himself as he hears light footsteps approaching the door and approaches the madam who opens it.
"Hello-, your mother bowed down to them and swiftly looked down."
Elijah takes a step in front of his sibling, who is rambling to your mother. Nothing is audible to you. Even so, you see a boy from behind the corner. He appears to be your age and is hidden behind the towering man.
As he moves from behind the man and toward the back, you snicker and watch him through the windows as he approaches the back door.
As you walk through it, you come face to face with the curious boy.
"Hello, my name is Jake; how about you?" He extends his hand, and you eagerly examine it.
"My name is y/n." Do you want to join me in my game? "I don't have anyone to play with." As you drag him to your makeshift playhouse, you grasp his hand in yours and shake it hard.
You and he hit it off right away when you were outside. You didn't have many friends, so having someone to play house with was very entertaining at your young age
"Hey, come back," He said as he snatched your toy vehicle, making you and him giggle. "Give it back," you insist
The two men and your mother were standing by the rear door, staring at you two.
"I believe he will be a perfect fit. Don't worry, I'll do my best." Before summoning Jake over, Klaus and Elijah thanked your mother one again.
They said their goodbyes and walked away, and your memories were about to start.
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You and Jake have been inseparable since then; it's always been you two against the world. Despite the fact that you and he come from two different worlds, you manage to make it work on occasion.
You stood far away from the commotion, watching the royal family squabble over royal matters. Jake had just been summoned, and you took a step back, not wanting to cause any disruption.
Despite the fact that they could clearly hear and see you, you continued to stand there.
"Brother, we wouldn't be in this stupid situation if it weren't for your inconvenient behavior once more."
Life is always tumultuous when you basically grow up with a group of originals. I don't think there has ever been a moment when someone wasn't screamed at, killed, or cursed.
It's always something with them.
Jake looks at you, rolling his eyes and making a variety of facial expressions. He loved his life except for this part.
His family
Your mother took him in and practically raised him when you were younger. You never understood why his family always left him behind. It seems like just because his family was on the run at the time they couldn't or didn't have time to look after him.
As a result, when he reached adulthood, he was able to take his rightful place in the kingdom, and because your family took on that responsibility, you were granted permission to remain in the kingdom.
I mean, the enormous rooms and countless bathrooms never get old, noo. Even though everything appeared to be all in good humor, you felt a sinking feeling in your stomach.
Feeling as if you've never belonged there
You were a vampire with most of their powers, but you lacked the "royal," and no matter how hard you tried, you could never fit into their mold.
You take one last look at the family, shake your head, and then walk away. You still have a lot of work ahead of you.
You arrive at your mother's room slowly and open it to see her folding laundry. As you approached her and sat down on her, her demeanor brightened.
"You do know you're pretty heavy, sweetie?"
"Mmh," you mutter under your breath as you roll away from her and to the ground. To pass the time, you take a shirt and begin folding it.
"Mom?"
As she continued to fold, she hummed a quiet yes.
"What made you decide to take on such a difficult duty as raising Prince Jake?" She let go of the blouse in her hand as she came to a halt and stared at you. She sighs as she takes a seat next to you and tells you about that fateful day.
Your mother was inside talking to the royal family as you played in the backyard with your new friend.
She dropped her head and gazed up at Elijah and Klaus, saying, "It is such an honor to have you both in my company."
Making their way over to the table, they all sat down and discussed ways of how you could best protect him.
"We don't know when or for how long we'll be on the run, but we're prepared to pay any charge if that time comes."
As Klaus' voice boomed over the table, she shook her head at them, her hand trembling.
"We have to get out of here; I sense them." Elijah gave his troubled brother a stern look and motioned him to leave. He was in a hurry and dashed out of the house.
Elijah reached into his back pocket and placed a bag of coins on the table. He swiftly thanked you after scouting the front entrance.
"I apologize for the inconvenience, but forgive our ill-timed intrusion. I'll make arrangements for payments to come from the castle every week. I'd like to thank you in advance for everything you've done for us."
Elijah nodded before sprinting into the woods in pursuit of his brother. She smiles as you take it all in and grab the bag of coins from the table.
"This is for you, love, Rest in peace, my dear."
As she make her way to the back, she calls over the two rowdy children and embrace them in a hug. As she looked at them both, they both smiled. You watched as she squatted down and spoke, holding them in her hands.
"So those two lovely gentlemen who just came by were members of the royal family, as you may know y/n, and they have entrusted us to watch and maintain track of this handsome little boy," Jake squirmed around as his face reddened as you pinched his cheek.
"For the time being, we'll do our best to make this the best time for him." Before embracing Jake in an embrace, your daughter cast a glance at him. As you gazed at the scene in front of you, a warm flush spread across your chest as you imagined the days you three would spend together..
"So it was difficult at the time, and due to your father's death and financial difficulties, it was only a matter of time before we were thrown out on the street. So, aside from the age-old law of not disobeying the royal family, it was now or never."
Your smile crept across your face as you shook your head up and down. Your mother was your role model, the woman who always wore a grin on her face and never let the world bring her down. She was daring, loving, and brave, and she did it all despite the fact that she had recently become a single mother. Moms have a lot of strength.
"Ahh, I see. Dad would be incredibly proud of you and all of your efforts."
She grinned as she threw her shirt in your direction.
"Ahh- stop"
*Knock Knock*
As you and your mother stood up to tell them to come in, a guard approached you both and communicated a message.
"You are required in the Prince chambers, Ms. Y/n." You bowed down and pecked your mum on the cheek before taking your place behind the guard.
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You thanked the guard as you entered inside the familiar area after arriving at the enormous set of bronzed yet golden doors. When you peek inside, you notice him lying on the floor; as you carefully approached his side, you smiled and hovered over him.
"You asked for me, right? I'm going to leave if this isn't something significant." Jake gently rises, his head resting on his gigantic bed.
"It's nothing major, but I do have a request," he says. As you faced him, your eyes widened. As he turned to face you, he exuded a princely radiance. He leaned forward and lingered near your lips, his gaze fixed on you.
You leapt to your feet, terrified and intrigued, and shoved him back as you took a step back.
"Excuse my language, Jake, but what the hell was that?" As he got up and approached you, he cocked his head to the side.
"My request?" He snatched your hands and held them in his. You'd never been caressed with such gentleness before. It was an unfamiliar sensation that made you feel warm but strange.
"This is not permitted, Your Majesty. This is not something I believe we should be doing, "You began to walk out of Jake's regal room, shaking your head.
A hand touches your shoulder as he turns you around, shuts the door behind you and gently pushes you up against the wall, hearing footsteps behind you.
"Don't act like you weren't eyeing me these past weeks. I know you want this just as much as I do y/n."
You smack his hands off of you and make your way to his large bed as you fall back, licking your lips.
"It's not like I don't want to do it. It's simply your royalty, and I'm not the Mikaelson type."
Jake snickers as he approaches you and raises you up by your hands, bringing you face to face with him. He touches your cheek in his palm and caresses it as he moves closer to your face.
"Well, we're notorious for occasionally breaking the rules. Why don't you give it a shot?" As you shoved his hand away from you and opened the door, you snapped back to reality.
Your heart ached as you turned back to see a befuddled Jake, and you cried out to him before closing the door.
"Jake, please stop. You and I both know I'll never be good enough for your family."
As you turned the corner and ran down the corridor, you left him stunned and in disarray. You didn't stop running until you were outdoors, far away from the castle, in the fabled garden.
As you fall on top of the fountain, the tears won't stop flowing. The day was slipping away as your sobs drew the attention of a curious woman. It wasn't until she sat next to you and spoke to you that you realized it.
"One of those days, huh?"
As she stretched her hand to you, you shrieked and fell back on your hands, frightened and terrified.
"Sorry for scaring you, hun; I didn't intend to. Haven't we all had awful days? My name is Davina, by the way." As she helped you up to the edge of the fountain, you took her hand in yours.
"Thanks for asking, today is one of these days." "So, may I ask what the problem is?" she asked, smiling as she moved closer to you.
"I miss my father and all that made up his eccentric character. He would know what to do." you sniffled as you glanced up at the girl with a welcome atmosphere.
She leapt to her feet and squealed, extending her hand "I enjoy helping others. In this area, I do have the upper hand. Allow me to demonstrate." You took her hand in yours after a brief moment of hesitation.
You had never expected a witch to be able to assist you, but you were willing to try. She waved to her neighbor across the street as she unlocked her door. As she arranged her stuff, she turned on the lamp and signaled for you to come sit at her table.
"Please take a seat; I won't bite. Maybe" You chuckled as you sat in the wooden chair, having forgotten that the witches lived in this neighborhood. It's not like they were exiled, but you hardly had time to check in on them and the rest of the group.
Everyone looked to be so comfortable in their own little world. Why couldn't you seem to fit in anywhere?
"All right, all right, we're ready; don't worry, it won't hurt."
"What might hur-'' As the knife quickly passed across your palm, you felt a searing feeling.
'What the hell, Davina,' you exclaimed." She chuckled as she put yout palm over a stone bowl and watched the blood drip into it.
"Sorry"
As the blood began to bubble up in the stone bowl, you pouted. As her hands swiveled around the bowl, Davine began to speak phrases you couldn't comprehend. As your eyes blinked quicker, your head began to spin.
"What's going on?" you exclaim. When she opened her eyes, you could see white orbs replacing her natural ones.
"We're ready."
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You passed out as you receded back into your chair. Awoken Davina took your hand in hers and escorted you outside. This time, though, things were different; the day had turned to darkness, and everything appeared to be dissimilar. The town has turned completely around.
"Where are we?" As she turned to face you, she laughed.
"A better question is when are we. The spell I casted transported us to a time when I hoped you would learn something new and put things into perspective." For the 23rd time today, she began to tug you. Your heart began to drop as you arrived at your house, well, the one in the past, as you beamed at that. As you let her hand fall from yours, your nerves were heightened. As you took a step back, you began to feel panicked.
"Noo-nooo wait, how did you do this?" you say as you fall to your knees and cover your eyes. You could feel her hands on your back as she gently caressed it.
"I know, it's crazy, y/n. I just pulled some old memories back to life. I won't leave your side if you're afraid." As you saw the familiar image in front of you, you slowly pushed forward.
"Just don't leave." As you walked through the front door, you held her hand in yours. Everything seems so blurry at this point; you were just a small child, and your life was about to alter dramatically.
"Hey sweetie, go tell your father to go get some firewood. Okay?" As you crawled down off the stool and out the door, you smiled. As he turned to face you, your little feet found their way to your father's side.
"There's my little princess. What exactly do you need?" He massaged your backside as he hauled you onto his lap.
"Mommy said to get wood, and I wanna come too, daddy. May I, pretty please." He sighed as he looked at his watch, it was fairly dark, but the wood wasn't far away.
"Yes, you are welcome to join me. You're a big girl now. So you gotta help daddy out, okay?"
As you and Davina stood on the sidelines watching everyone make their way to the woodpile, you wished you had done more for him.
"All right, sweetie, you can carry one and I'll take care of the rest." You squealed as you clutched a small, almost insignificant log in your arms. As he placed a twig in your batch, he gazed down at his girl.
"Daddy, I think that's all I can carry." As he and you both began heading back to the home, you both laughed.
As the horror grew, you turned around and began crying on Davina's shoulder. You knew what was going to happen, but you couldn't bear the thought of having to go through it again. As Davina turned to face you, you felt her hands on your shoulders.
"You must see for yourself. It is the only option."
As tears flood down your cheeks, you slowly open your eyes and look at the scene.
"Thanks for helping daddy, sweetheart." "Mommy would be so proud of you." He kissed you on the head as he knelt down to you.
"You're welcome, Daddy. "Now that I'm a big girl, I can do huge things." He smiled as he took another glance around. " As your mouth enlarged, you dropped your logs. Your father's life vanished before your eyes in an instant.
As his body went slack, he fell to the ground, and you began to scream. As words slurred from your mouth, he began to shiver.
"What's the matter, Daddy?" HELP, MOMMY." As he held you in his hug, your small body slumped forward into your father's chest.
Your mother's footsteps were quick to arrive as she knelt down and took up your father, holding him in her arms.
"Honey, I'm right here," she says. A tear streamed down his cheek as he glanced up at his beautiful girls.
"Never forget that I love you all." And then, as he fell limp on your mother's lap, life left his eyes. As you gazed up at your mother, the screams resonated across the forest. Her eyes were welling up with tears.
You had no idea what was going on, but you knew something had changed.
"What's wrong with daddy, Mommy?" She slowly turns to you, pulling you closer to her breast and kissing you on the head with moist lips.
"He's gone, daddy's gone."
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"NOo, noo stop this. I don't want to remember this." As Davina chases you down, shouting out to you, you begin to flee the scene. You come to a halt and turn to face her, yelling at her.
"Is this a joke or something? Your spells, you witches." As you fall to the ground grasping your arms and gently rock back and forth, tears begin to flow from your eyes.
Davina finally reaches you and attempts to calm you down by wrapping her arms over your shaking body. Your heart felt like it was racing at 100 miles per hour and you couldn't stop it. Everything seemed a little too real. You didn't want to think about it.
It's not that you didn't believe it; it's just that you didn't want that memory to resurface in your life.
"Just wait and listen to me, y/n. I know it's horrible, but something good came out of it." You push her away from you as you leap to your feet, tears streaming down your cheeks.
"How did something wonderful emerge from my father's death, who died in my arms? DAVINA, HOW DAVINA." Davina frowns as she walks around, taking your hand in hers and leading you somewhere.
"You weren't the only one whose loved one was taken from them." You look up at her and stare blankly at her as she comes to a halt at a familiar location.
"How did we end up in front of the castle?" As inaudible sounds flow from her mouth, she begins to swirl her hands around. You stand there in astonishment as you are whisked away to someone's private quarters.
You and Davina both walk into a room where a young boy is crying into the chest of someone. As you recovered consciousness, you noticed that you were surrounded by the Original family, or at least some of them.
"We couldn't get the remedy to her in time." You stood there watching Klaus thrash around as he collided with a vase that shattered on the ground.
You shifted closer to the young kid as you observed him as his brother shouted out to him, "Niklaus." As the rest of the family walked out in tears and small sniffles, you shifted closer to the young child.
Jake was there; you had no idea his mother had died. It had never been mentioned before, so you were taken aback.
The little boy crawled onto his mother's chest as he sobbed into her chest.
"Mommy, come back to me, please."
"I'm ready to leave right now." You took her hand in yours and gripped it strongly. You were prepared for anything the world could throw at you now that you had this new knowledge. Although it was painful to revisit that memory, you chose to use it to your advantage.
Your father raised a fighter, not a wimp. You wanted to honor his memory rather than mourn it, and I feel Jake should as well.
"This is for you, Dad,"
With that, you were transported back to reality, and you found yourself back where you started. You instantly stood up and exited her room.
"Hey, where are you going?"
You came to a halt, raised your head, and shook your head, saying, "Acceptance."
She waved you off with a smile on her face. You brushed yourself off as you walked out of her house, mentally preparing yourself for the road ahead.
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You felt more alive when you woke up in this house. Although the work was endless, you earned something greater than it all, A friend. Your mother groaned as you rolled over and landed flat against her backside.
"Mmmh, mom, I think it's time for you to get up." "Mmmh, five more minutes," she mumbles as she yawns on your shoulder. As your body moved up off the bed and towards the blinds, you giggled. You chuckled as you let the blinding light move into the room as you heard your mother's nasty shrieks.
"Sweetie, it's Saturday; it's a free day today. Go hang out with your friends." As you fall to the floor, she kicks your body off the bed. You giggle as you walk towards the shower, scoffing at her acts and mumbling words to her.
"Have you noticed, Mom, that I only have one friend?" You chuckle as you take a step into the shower and let the suds run down your body. As you wash slowly, your thoughts begin to wander.
You were reminded of your previous outburst with Jake as the water flowed over your body.
"Shit"
You felt the chilly air hiss against your body as you stepped out of the shower and hastily wrapped a towel over your body from the shelf. You noticed that the girl in the mirror had a different smile. She felt happier and more grateful.
You cried out to your mother as you opened the door and entered the frame.
"Yes, darling?"
"Get ready. I'd like to take you out for a picnic." She grinned and drew you in for a hug while cocking her head to the side.
"That would be fantastic. I'll take care of everything. You don't worry, okay?" You grinned as you shut the door behind her and returned to your self-pampering.
"It's going to be a terrific day today."
As you rested your head on your mother's shoulder, you held the picnic basket tightly in one hand and your mother's hand in the other. It was moments like these that made you long for your small family. You spread the blanket on the ground and placed the goods on it as you chuckled.
"My two lovely ladies are here." When you raced towards your father, he stretched his arms open wide for you. Your mother took out her little camera and snapped a candid shot of you two.
"Don't forget about me," as she made her way over, your father pressed a kiss on her lips as you all sat down on the grass.
As you stumbled towards the basket, your little fingers pointed to it, saying, "Mommy, open". Before you saw the glorious fruit in front of you, a small pebble made its way in your path as you trip on it.
As a result, your father gracefully caught your small body in his grip while you giggled.
"My princess, you need to be more cautious. I can't have my pretty girl all beaten up."
You chuckled as you kissed his forehead and said, "OK, daddy, me be careful." You dashed over to your mother's side as he let you go, and she handed you a strawberry.
Your smile widened as you jumped up and did a small dance as you bit into it. Your parents stood there in astonishment as they watched you eat some more fruit.
"Is it good y/n?" You giggled as you ran around them, shaking your head up and down, as they simply watched their exuberant kid spout forth incoherent words. They smiled.
'I love you, honey,' she said. Light kisses on her temples were exchanged by your father while your mother rested her head on his lap.
"I will always love you."
Finally, with everything in place, you sniffle and wipe a stray tear from your eyes. Your mother immediately turned to you and rubbed your arm as she drew you closer to her.
"Hey, sweetheart, what's the matter?"
"I miss him," you said as you drew closer to her.
She smiled as she rocked you back and forth, kissing you on the head.
"I miss him as well. This brings back memories of our picnics with him." As you reached for the basket, you shook your head. Before removing the famed strawberries, you smiled. You chuckled as tears streamed down her cheeks after delivering them to your mother.
"Thanks for this, y/n." You were both crying as you rested your head in your mother's lap before entwining your hands.
"Anytime mom, but I do have to get going. I need to speak with someone, and I'd prefer to do so now before the situation escalates."
Before biting on a plump strawberry, she laughs and smirks.
"Tell Jake I said hi." "Wait, how did you know?" you start to stand up as you freeze in place.
As she pushes you toward the gate exit, she shakes her head at you. You blow a kiss to her, embarrassed and honestly surprised, as she yells at you.
"Use protection."
You cringe as you race towards the gate, not even looking back. You came upon a guard at the entrance who winked at you as you stared at him.
"Oh, Mark, shut up." After saluting you, he chuckles and returns to his former stance. Making your way to his chamber, you slowly knock as you hear his voice on the other side of the door.
As you slowly come in, you notice him at his desk, working, and you move your glance in his direction.
"Oh, look who it is?" As your lips fell, his eyes rolled at you.
"Hey," you say as you approach him and take a seat in one of his sofas. They felt like marshmallows, and you spent your days and some nights in them.
"Let me explain before you go all pouty and stirred up." He doesn't even move as he goes about his business. You kick his chair while rolling your eyes at him, eliciting a yelp from him.
"Fine, I'm listening, what?" he says, smiling as he scoots over to you and places his hand on his lap.
Not only did the close proximity make your heart race, but his position didn't help matters either.
"So, for starters, I'd like to apologize for my outburst. We both know if they're a problem we can freely discuss it. That's something that's been on my mind for a while and has now exploded, but it's not your fault. I just don't think I belong."
He approached you with a puzzled expression on his face as he moved forward. You look around, worried, as you cough.
"What?"
"What you just said made me pause because you and this family know how important you and your mother are to all of us, especially to me. I'm sorry you feel that way. My family can be difficult at times."
As you push past him and land on his colossal king-sized bed, you scoff "Yeah, tough how about, protective, vengeful, murderous, and hot-headed? That's a lot better." He laughs as he pushes you over and lays down next to you, a little closer this time.
"I can't argue with that, but you still love us. Right?"
"Yeah, I do love yo-" As you rolled over and smacked your hands in your face, your eyes widened.
"Yeah, go ahead and spill your secret y/n."
You kicked him as you rolled back on your side, facing him, rolling your eyes. As his hand landed on your leg, the newfound electricity between you two shifted.
Before his hand lightly moved up your leg, he grinned at you. He came to a halt and stared at you, waiting for a response. You softly shook your head as he continued as his hand came to rest on your chin.
"You must have been waiting a long time for this one, dude, ain't I so attractive," you chuckled before scooting closer to him. Before extending his delicate hands towards your lips, he reddened.
"Shh, also what happened yesterday? You said this wasn't right, didn't you?" As your desire overtook you, you became irritable.
"Oh, shut up and kiss me, people change Jake." you said as you drew him closer to you and your lips smashed together furiously. As he pushed you over, you both synced up quickly, and he was on top of you in no time.
"Oh how the tables have turned," says Jake. You had definitely changed as your body craved for his touch even more. As you threw your arms around his neck, pressing him closer to you, his lips never left yours.
His shirt was ripped off and dropped to the ground in a flash as he touched yours, hoping for a response.
"Yes, you may remove it." He stopped and peered at you, chuckling, as he slowly pulled it above your head. You subconsciously flew your hands to your chest, concealing your body.
This was the first time a boy, much less a Mikaelson, had seen you half-naked. Jake's mouth falls open as he rushes to unlatch your hands.
"Hey, don't hide your beauty, because I love each and every part." That made you grin as you approached him and kissed him on the lips.
"You haven't even asked me to be your girlfriend yet, and already you're behaving cringy. Maybe this was a mistake." As you begin to rise, you smirk. Jake grabs you and pins you down before you can even get a foot off the bed.
"Wait- stop, wait, don't go" You chuckle as he kisses your frigid body while you squirm under his touch.
"Ahhh, please stop tickling me...ahh." He comes to a halt in his actions to look at you for a little moment.
"I can't believe we've reached the point where we've gone from friends to lovers. It feels like some teenage drama."
(Am I right readers, don't we all love a trope like this... I know I do.)
This isn't a book; it's real life, and can we please get back to making love? Jake, the readers are waiting." He continues to laugh as he gently removes your bra as he completes the last clip.
He didn't have time to marvel at the beauty in front of him as you placed your hand on his hardening spot. This elicited a tiny moan as he swirled his lips around your soft nips.
"Mmmh, wow, don't stop, that feels great." You quickly remove your jeans and underwear while his tongue works its magic, placing his hand within your folds.
"This is my first time; wow, I'm not sure whether I'm doing it correctly." Wow!" As a moan explodes from your throat, you laugh.
"Stop playing me; you're making me laugh. I'll show you the way." He finds a groove in your folds as he pushes faster and deeper, striking a familiar area, while your eyelids roll back.
"AHHHH, Jake, right there." As your back arches off the bed, thrusting deeper into his finger, your body reacts perfectly.
A knock on the door is heard just as your high reaches you, and you both pause and look behind you.
"Prince Jake, you have been summoned to the royal room to receive a message." Before Jake speaks to him, you both remain silent for a few moments.
"Thank you very much; I'll be out for a minute."
Before he turns to face you, you cover your lips with your hand. Before pulling away, he bends forward and kisses you on the forehead.
"You're not going to finish me off, are you? You can't stick and dip; it doesn't work like that." You start arguing with him before he bends in and kisses your folds.
"I have to get going, and if I'm late, I'm toast. You did mention that my family is what now-" You shake your head as you push him off your body and start putting your clothing on.
Another knock is heard as the door slowly begins to open and a familiar face appears. Jake rushes to conceal your half-naked body as Elijah walks in.
As you lowered your head and snickered, it felt like a million pairs of eyes were on you. Jake covers your body with a blanket before pulling up his pants and walking towards the door.
He flashes a big grin at Elijah before crossing his arms and stepping closer to him. "My dear brother, keep your indiscretions to yourself," he yanked his handkerchief from his pocket before handing it to Jake. Another familiar figure arrived in front of the entrance as he saw the chaos unfold before his eyes.
Kol appeared behind Elijah before chuckling as he crossed his arms, "well, well, well looks like someone having fun." He gave you a wave as he walked out of the room, smiling to himself. You turned away and mentally slapped yourself as soon as he said it.
"We'll be out in a second. Please visit us again." Before turning around, Jake slammed the door shut. While yelling under his breath, his reddened face brought you your garments.
"Please forgive them; they enjoy barging in here unannounced. I'm sorry if they saw anything." You're hauled up by him before you can secure the button on your jeans. He kissed your lips as he assisted you in putting on your shirt.
"Okay, I'm definitely not going to get tired of those." You kiss his lips once more as you pull his shirt closer to you.
"Mmh, your lips are soft. As you approach the door, you take Jake's hands in yours before gently pushing it open.
“We will definitely finish this later.” As he plants a kiss on your hand, he smirks. Before enlarging your gaze, you licked your lips.
You moan under your breath, "Oh, I can't wait," as Jake discreetly lays his palm over your mouth.
“You’re already a mess for me, aren't you?” He comes to a halt in front of the door and cups your face in his hands, kissing your hungry lips.
“As much as I would love to kiss you,” you say as you rest your palm on his chest and giggle. "Let's hurry up because I don't want them to come back and dagger you." He took your hand in his and led you to the throne room.
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Jake strides over to his family's gathering and excuses himself, letting go of your hand. You took a step back and stood next to Mark, who was looking at you with a curious expression.
"So...how did it go?" Then, after a brief scan of the area, you struck him across the shoulder with your fist.
"Aren't you guards supposed to be quiet? You do know we all have vamp hearing." After chuckling at your remark, he returned to his job.
Besides Jake and I, Mark was the only person around our age with whom we both became close as we basically all grew up in the castle. Although being the only female in the group, they made up for it.
We all had our own ways of having fun in those late evenings, so there were many nights of loud laughter and sticky fingers. Those were the days, but now Jake had his royal duties, they were a thing of the past. Everyone seems to be set in their ways.
When your name was called, you were swiftly brought out of your thoughts. They didn't seem to know you were there, but you knew it was true when Mark bumped your arm.
"Uh.. yes. I'm here, your majesty."
Walking over to the gathering, you stood next to Jake as you heard his booming voice; still to this day, you could never get over that.
"So, y/n, you and your family have been so kind to not only the Mikaelson family, but the entire kingdom. And we thank you for your service, but we've heard rumors that my father is planning to travel to our country to assassinate our future heir."
You exhale, your body trembling as you clasp your hands behind your back. You weren't old enough to recall certain details of the attacks.
This was how horrible it was
As he gazed down at you and winked at you, he entwined his fingers behind your back and whispered, "It's going to be okay."
As he stepped up from his throne, Klaus began again, "So, once again, I'd like you to protect and guard him while we're out; you've had plenty of training for this, so I'm confident you'll do fine. Finally, you are responsible for whatever happens to him."
He was now directly in front of your eyes as he kept a wary eye on your flimsy frame.
Thanks for the extra pressure.
Jake gave him a gentle push back as he walked in front of you and coughed "Okay, don't scare her. We've got a lot of security in place, and I'm an original here who can take care of myself. I don't want to put anyone at risk, especially y/n."
As he acknowledged you specifically, it warmed your heart. He squeezed your hand not only to show that he was paying attention, but also to make you feel comfortable and secure.
Klaus grinned as he walked away from you, both of you speaking in a condescending manner.
"Our father has not and will not stop if we are alive in the past centuries, and now that you are of legal age, he is coming to take advantage of that opportunity. Our father's reign is far from done. After all, it's more for y/n than for you. Take a look at her. Do you believe she'll be able to defend YOU?"
Your heart stung as you gasped in pain as you yanked your hands from his grasp. As you took a step forward, tears welled up in your eyes. You coughed as you drew Klaus' attention, enraged and honestly taken aback.
"No one has the right to treat me like an outsider just because I'm not a member of this family. Instead of making trouble and fleeing, why not stay and fight like a brother once in a while?I've done more for Jake than YOU could possibly do.
You turned and walked away from the family, tears streaming down your cheeks. A hand grabbed your wrist as you flung it off of you. Before exiting the room, Elijah caught Klaus just as he was ready to explode with wrath.
"This meeting is over. After 30 minutes, we'll be on our way." As you raced away from Jake, he called your name.
You heard shouts of anger from Jake as he yelled at Klaus.
However, he has never been able to see what you and your family went through to safeguard his prized heir. They were going to get a guard if they wanted one, and a good one at that.
You vowed to prove to them, and particularly to Klaus, that you belonged here.
You got to a familiar area and pounded on the door, enraged, as she approached the door.
You hurried by her and sat down, your hand outstretched as you glared angrily at her. "Oh hey—," she said. As she sat down gently across from you, she rubbed her chin and arched her brows.
"Okay, no hello or nothing. That's awesome, what's up?"
"I'd like to see him; please, show him to me right now." She chuckled, as if she'd read your mind. You wanted to prove yourself to someone. And he was the only one who had a clear idea of what needed to be done.
She sliced your hand and poured the liquid into the stone bowl as she spoke. You sat up straight and became ready. As soon as you closed your eyes, you were transported somewhere else.
---
Davine touched you on the shoulder as you sat up straight and followed her instructions by moving forward.
"You just have a few minutes, so work quickly. This is a difficult spell that becomes weaker by the second."
You stood up, shook your head, and walked over to the man perched precariously on the ledge, his feet dangling dangerously in the air. After a few minutes of sitting next to him, you began to become worked up.
"I was curious as to when you planned to pay me a visit. Princess, how are you?" As tears welled up in your eyes, you turned around in astonishment. He looked exactly the same as he did that night. His black slacks matched his stained white collared shirt.
He was perfect, still
"I miss you, dad." Upon entering his embrace and taking in his smell, he extended his arms and welcomed you in. The lingering woody smell filled your nostril as you held onto him tighter.
"Hey, love. Whatever you're going through right now, I have complete faith in your ability to get through it. I didn't raise a wimp; instead, I raised a powerful warrior. Don't allow them get to the point where they're controlling your thoughts. What is it that I usually say?"
"Life struggles are necessary for growth."
You continued his sentence with the words "life struggles are necessary for growth." He pecked your head and held on for a little bit more.
"Y/n we have to go; the spell is slipping."
When your father saw you, he got to his feet and stood up. His hand went to your face as he noticed all your new features. He seemed intent on studying you, as if he wanted to make up for the time he had lost by not seeing you.
"I'm very proud of the women you've grown to be. I'm so proud of you, y/n. Remember that and know that I am always here for you." As a tear rolled down his cheek, he pointed to your chest.
You gave him one more hug as you raised your eyes to see his face.
"I love you, dad."
"Princess, you have my undying love. Now go out there and confront the world. Fighting for you always."
Davine held your hand as she guided you back to the present moment in time. You observed his disappearance as you bid him farewell by waving.
As soon as you regained consciousness, you hugged Davine and thanked her for her time. Afterwards, you left.
"Don't worry, y/n you got it. I've had my fair share of the Mikaelson family, so don't fret. I'm here for you."
You took a deep breath and then made your way back to the castle, smiling as you did so.
You already knew who you were on the inside; you didn't need an all-powerful family to confirm it for you. You only needed a little nudge to remember who you truly were on the inside.
The princess in your father's eyes.
"Thanks, Dad, this one for you."
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Hi!! I was wondering if maybe you could write a Wade x plus size reader? Maybe she’s an ex pro thief and gets put with him for a mission or smth?? I got no idea man just have fun with it aye
Thank you for the request!!!!! Sorry for the wait!
I wasn't sure if you wanted it to be dirty or not so I sectioned that part off in case it's not what you're looking for :)
You are my first ever request! So, thank you, thank you, thank you, and I hope you enjoy it <3
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Thieving, being exceptionally attractive while doing it. Wade on his best behaviour, Smut is sectioned off.
You haven't accepted a mission in 4 years.
You got out of the business and left those “friends” and “friend circles” behind you after you scored your dream internship. 4 years and you were running your own team and writing a semi successful blog. It was a quiet life, and you enjoyed it immensely. You liked your team members, and you felt they found you a fair and caring boss. Your cat Mr. Sparkles was a healthy weight and had finally committed to using the litter box.
You don't know why you answered when he called you, you don’t know why you agreed to such fuckery. But here you were pulling out a familiar black box out of the bottom of your cluttered closet. You picked it up and placed it on your bed. The dark colour contrasted with your bright and colourful décor. Something you found oddly reflective, once you moved on from that part of your life nothing was dark. Everything in your apartment was covered by color and patterns that made you happy.
You opened the box. You and Mr. Sparkles looked at the contents like there was a wild octopus about to come flying out of it.
“It was the right thing to do.” You said out loud. “And it's going to pay well.”
Pulling the tight outfit over your curves felt better than you thought it would. You figured that it would cause you panic or anxiety. Instead you felt a wave of confidence looking yourself over in the mirror that hung on the back of your bedroom door. Normally you were covered in bright flowy clothes, that's what you liked. Your whole life was built upon being invisible since you were little. Now that you were in charge every day was a celebration in its own way. However this made you feel sexy, the outfit was sleek and left nothing to the imagination. Pulling your long hair into a tight french braid you were ready to get out there and do some thieving.
You kissed Mr. Sparkles and gave your aloe vera plant a light touch on your way out the window. It was a hot summer night and the air was muggy. These were your favorite kinds of nights to sit out on the fire escape, have some drinks, read books, and watch the city. It was lonely, but enjoyable nonetheless.
You got up to the roof and plotted your course to the impossible house. You misstepped a couple of times before falling into your usual rhythm. You contemplated whether you were doing this because the small piece of art should be with the family it belongs too. Or if you were doing this because you had some kind of Ocean’s 11 complex that kept you hungry for such challenges. It was an impossible place to break into, the floor of the old house containing the art work was covered with laser security. A piece of knowledge that should make your stomach flip, but only makes your heart feel funny.
You got yourself into position on the roof of the low building that was across the street, you took a few minutes to survey and eventually came to the conclusion that conditions were perfect. You made your way to the 3rd floor balcony. You knew of the owner’s, an awfully cruel man and his lover. They were asleep on the 5th floor of the house. Well, city mansion? Whatever, the point is it didn't feel like a home, it felt like something a royal family would keep when they came to visit. Lots of expensive art and velvet curtains. Massive gold and crystal chandeliers hung from mirrored ceilings framed with fancy crown molding. You did your research in the few hours you had after the job request had come in, there was a - *insert super fancy techno security laser system name here.* And it was said to be unbeatable. No gymnast or other cat-like thief had been able to tango with it. You had been challenged by its precursors but had got out of the game by the time this puppy had made it out on the market.
You picked the lock on the double doors, and slid past the heavy curtains and disabled the basic alarm system for the floor. Surveying the area you saw the lasers slowly dancing like it was a Pink Floyd tribute at the local planetarium. (something you attend regularly) You took a deep breath and got ready to disco your way across the floor to the small framed painting of a sun set. You put a headphone in and set the song *put on a song you would rob a bank to*. You began the journey. People often felt that your size and shape made you incompetent or ungraceful. You learned early on in life not to listen to stupid people say stupid things. You were the best, perhaps because you weren't afraid to look stupid or ridiculous. You bended and snapped, ducked and dodged, twirled and flipped. And just like that you reached your target. The second you lifted it off the wall, the lasers stopped. You pulled your knife and twirled around ready for a fight. What you saw was not what you expected, across the room none other than Wade freaking Wilson was looking at you.. Normally you hated being stared at like that, but he was a “friend” you found particularly challenging to leave behind. The whites of his mask were wide. After making a whole bunch of strange gestures with his hands, he held up a finger motioning you to be quiet. He disappeared towards what you figured would be the staircase going up to the next floor. If he gave you a clear shot at an exit you knew he had trouble with him. So you took your out.
You got back up on the rooftop across the street, you grabbed the bag you left there and secured the painting. You pulled out a large black piece of cotton and tossed it around your shoulders like a shall. This made your outfit look less stealth and more passion for leather/night out on the town. Making your way down the fire escape on the side of the building you saw the target house explode.
I guess Wade hasn't changed any.
You picked up the pace feeling anxious to get to Sister Margrets. Making your way through the city unnoticed, you went into the shitty establishment through the alleyway door. You wasted no time moving through the hallway into the servers entrance spitting you out behind the bar. You kept by the entrance which kept you out of sight, you didn't want to see any more friends tonight. Weasel jumped when he turned around and saw you there looming in the shadows, spilling the drink he had just made.
“Fuck” He quickly remade the drink then moved back to where you were standing. He had a large envelope of cash for which you handed him the back pack. You felt slightly relieved.
“Hey I know you moved on, but thanks for this.”
“No problem”
You turned around and went out the way you came in. Opening the door that leads back to the alley way, you notice a very large and slightly singed body blocking your exit.
“Stay for a drink?” His voice caused something in you to stir. Something you were not going to explore.
“Sorry Wade but no can do” You pushed past him and began walking down the street.
“Pretty pleaseeeee” he said with a sing song voice. You tried not to smile. He caught up to you so he was walking beside you. “If your not a big drinker anymore we could go for diner, tacos!, Sushi, chicken nuggets, you always loved a good chicken nugget” You tuned him out as he kept chattering a list of every food he could remember eating together. You had to figure out somewhere to go as you weren't leading him back to your apartment. Going in random directions, he spoke up.
“I know you live on *Insert cute street name here*”
“What the fuck Wilson?”
“Well you disappeared and I wanted to make sure you weren't being unalived. This means if we head back to yours we can do take out and homemade drinks, which in my opinion is much better anyway. I make the best margaritas in the city.”
You started the walk back towards your apartment. Trying desperately to come up with a way to leave him at the front of the building. The thought of him in your very personal, very colourful, even bordering on childish apartment made you unbelievably anxious. Every time you looked over at his slightly charred body you couldn't help a strange feeling welling up inside you. You got to the front door to the building and turned to look up at him. There was a long pause as you struggled for words.
“It's alright. It was a nice walk.” You could hear the layers of sadness underneath his tone. You were going to tell him that it was a nice walk and that maybe one day when things were better for you they could get that drink. Then you were going to threaten him into keeping everything a secret.
“I don't have stuff for margaritas.” The wrong words left your mouth but for a fleeting moment you actually didn't want him to leave.
“Are you sure?” Hey sounded very serious which caught you off guard and confused you a little.
“Yeah, normally I just drink stuff out of a can” You were terrible at mixing drinks, they were always way too sweet and strong and lead to trouble. Wade gave a big laugh. “Are you okay to pick up the stuff if I get changed?”
“You betcha.” He did a twirl, blew you a kiss, then headed down the street.
You dashed up to your apartment and started to hide your more personal stuff. Grabbing an armful of clean laundry off the couch, tossing it into an empty bin in the closet. You were so busy trying to hide your stuffed animals and random fan art, that you didn't notice him standing in the fire escape landing looking at you from the large open window.
“Damn. This was not what I was expecting.” He said, sounding surprised. “This isn't what your old place looked like at all”
“Uh” Your face got hot and you refused to look at him. “I ah don't have people over so um yeah. You can go now.”
“Nonononononono. This is a huge bit of progress from everything being varying shades of grey and uncomfortable.” Wade took the place in as he made his way to your kitchen. Placing the big brown bags on the counter top, and sliding the blender out from against the bright backsplash.
"Uh I'm going to get cleaned up. Help yourself to everything." You ran into the bathroom and freshened up and were very grateful to be out of the leather and into your summer pj's. They were more on the revealing side but you never found Wade the type to care or be creepy.
Coming out you found him very comfortable whirling around the kitchen. It looked like he had made a giant frying pan of pad thai and the blender was full. Turning around to see you he picked you up and sat you on the counter top like you were nothing more than a bottle of the many sauces he currently had out. He handed you one of your favorite rainbow glasses filled with margarita. Your brain was still trying to calm down from him picking you up like that.
"Thanks" you said with an even redder face.
"No problem, hot stuff" he divided the food into two plates, you led him out to sit on the fire escape with you. It was a sacred space, it felt weird to be there with a real live person. After the most delicious plate of food ever, many drinks, and laughs about the good old days things quieted down leaving a thick tension between the two of you. You realized you owed him an apology of sorts.
"Wade, I'm sorry I didn't give you a proper goodbye. I just had a life of running and I couldn't risk anyone fucking me over again."
"It's alright babe. I understand why you did it." His voice was low and sad and it made your heart hurt. You didn't want the night to end.
"Thanks for keeping my place here a secret."
"No problem. Do you think mayyybe now that I know about your situation we could do this again sometime?"
"You have no idea how nice that would be." You really meant it having him around was the most fun you'd had in a very long time. You didn't have to pretend or beat around the bush about anything with Wade. Nothing was too dark or silly or messed up.
"Well I guess this is my cue." He made to stand up but you grabbed his knee without thinking.
"Uh if you want to. You could also stay for a while." He turned his head to the side, bright eyes looking you over. "You could take a shower and I've definitely got a shirt and some boxers I could lend you." His eyes got wider. "They're mine. They're really…. comfy…" you would never understand how he made you so embarrassed.
"Uh, not sure about that… it just…" he motioned to the rest of his body.
"I've seen your face. It won't bother me" you looked up at him with empathetic eyes, part of you hoping that maybe they came across as bedroom eyes. You gave yourself a mental slap.
"If you're uncomfortable, that's okay too." You said, giving him a kind smile. You could tell there was an internal battle. So you gave him a minute.
"Alright that sounds nice. It's a fucking mess under here tho."
You went into your bathroom and found your gentlest scent free soap and a soft towel. Then into your room to find a giant t-shirt and your biggest pair of boxer shorts.
You put it into a nice pile in the bathroom.
"Okay there's some nice soap, it's natural scent free, made of angel's tears or some shit and a clean towel and clothes in there for you."
Wade shifted around you into the bathroom. "Thanks"
You flopped onto your bed and looked up at your glow star collection that littered the ceiling. You heard the water start running and you closed your eyes. Until your herd some very loud and off key Britney Spears. You couldn't help but laugh. Soon enough he was out and flopped onto the bed next to you.
"Man this is the best sleepover ever."
"If this has been your best sleepover with a chick I feel sorry for you. And her." You joked.
"Sorry enough for a pity cuddle." You know what the look he gave you meant. He was testing the waters to see what kind of night this was gonna be. You couldn't help but feel the need to challenge it.
"We could cuddle… or we could do other stuff then cuddle." You'd thought of all the reasons this was a bad idea. But voices weren't loud enough over the sound of your heart beating. He leaned in closer, fingers brushing your cheek.
"You sure that's not a margaritas talking?"
"Very sure." You said eyes locked with his.
"Why now?" It was a good question. One you had to think about.
"I don't think I ever was really myself. Like I was as much of myself as I could be while hurting that much. Now I'm happy and I enjoy things differently"
"Hmmm I noticed that. I think I got to know you more in the past few hours than I had when we were friends. You actually laugh now. At jokes and not just crazy like when things are exploding" he moved his hand to run through your hair and you couldn't hold back a soft moan. It had been so very long since someone had touched you.
You felt his lips press into your forehead. You'd thought about Wade before but he was in a relationship, then she died, and Wade wasn't himself for a long time. You'd figured if you were something he wanted he'd make it clear considering the dude flirted with everyone. You'd always had a secret fear that maybe you went his type. Vanessa was short and very tiny, other than her you were only sure of one other and that was Cable, who was serious, fit, tall, and massive. You were a good height and curvy as all hell. Suddenly you felt self conscious. But then he put his hands on either side of your face tilting your head up to meet his. You opened your eyes and they focused in on his lips. They were so close it caused the air in your lungs to get stuck.
"You're pretty quiet. You sure you wanna try to do other things. We can jump right to cuddling if that's better for right now?"
You looked up to meet his eyes.
"Is that what you want?" You tried your best to have it come out casually.
"Not really."
Your eyes migrated back down to his lips and you shuffled closer. You wanted to kiss him so badly you felt like your body was on fire.
"You can take whatever you want baby"
******************PSA: Dirty stuff below ;)*********************
That's all the permission you needed. You moved in and softly pressed your lips into his, then took things deeper. It didn’t take much for your breathing to become ragged, you were trying desperately to take the kiss further.
Eventually you bit his bottom lip and whimpered, finally he agreed, his hands tightened on your face and your tongues started to battle it out. You wanted to win, so you moved to straddle him. Finally accomplishing some friction between the two of you, you could feel your panties sliding against your wet folds. This only lasted for a few glorious seconds, before he flipped you on to your back quickly moving to pin your arms above your head.
He started moving south leaving a red hot trail of destruction behind him. There was only so much your tank top would allow, Wade seemed very content palming your right breast while biting on the flesh beneath your left collar bone. You on the other hand wanted your goddamn clothes off.
You tried to break his grip and moaned when you realized such a task would only be accomplished by hurting him. He really had you trapped there, a piece of knowledge that only made you want your clothes off more. His grip on your breast tightened and his smirking lips took a long pull on the hardened nub that was poking up benthe the cotton of your top. You couldn't help your back arching. Finally, after paying respects to your other breast, he pulled back to look at you. He squeezed your wrists.
“Stay”
God he was so bossy. Something that divided you internally. A part of you wanted to push it, see how hard he would dig into you, and the other part was desperate to behave and be good. You decided you would be good, for now. He sat up, leaning back on his knees in between your legs. Slowly his fingers brushed across the soft skin of your stomach, then his hands ran up along your torso taking your shirt with them. Feeling his scarred hands trail lightly across you sent shivers through your body. You felt him cup and knead your breasts for a moment before pulling your top over your head. He took a long look at you which made you feel delicious. No one had ever pulled out this side of you before. Kissing down your stomach he stopped at the waistband of your shorts. He took your left leg and used it to flip you over, somehow taking your shorts off at the same time. There you were ass up naked and loving every second of it. His big hands came down to smack your ass, a loud noise of please ran out of your mouth along with most of the air in your lungs. Enjoying the response he did it again then started kneading the flesh.
“Fuck you are so fucking sexy.” You felt his hands slide down to grip the tops of your thighs. You arched your back further resting your head on the bed. “Good girl.” The words hit you like a bullet but before you had time to find your footing his hot mouth was all over you wet folds.
His skilled tongue painting some kind of masterpiece, he was touching you everywhere but where you really desperately wanted it. But this seemed to be the way he operated, and you weren't complaining. After feeling like he had been everywhere, he started to circle that tight ball of nerves and you couldn't help but let out a shout. Pleasure was ripping through your body, things were starting to get hot and tight inside you, when all of a sudden those glorious lips closed in and created some heavenly suction. You couldn't stop your hips from bucking, this earned a heavy slap on your right ass cheek.
“Fuck fuck fuckf cukkkk ah” It quickly became too much, your orgasm hit you like a train, whole body tensing up then finally crashing down. Wade kept up the rhythm letting you ride it out. Finally pulling away when it became too much. He snaked his arm up your front to grab the front of your neck pulling you up on to your knees, angling your face so he could kiss you deeply. Putting on a show of how good you tasted. After a long moment of heated kissing, he positioned you so you were laying on your back again. Giving you a few moments to catch your breath.
“You wanna keep going?” he asked softly.
“Yes please.” you answered politely.
“Alright but, it's everywhere. All over me. So doggy style is generally best for this next part. If you wanna do it that way, I'm also just happy making you scream like this too.”
“Wade, we can stop if you need to. But I would much rather you fuck me like this. Or let me choke on you for a while then fuck me like this. On my back where I can kiss you and love you back. Ya feel me?”
He looked at you with searching eyes. You realized what you said probably sounded a bit off. Love you back probably wasn't the right thing to say, but you were operating with limited brain function at this point.
“This normally doesn't end well for me.”
“Hmmm. What part, how do you like to uh finish?” You asked slightly confused. Wade only laughed.
“That's not the problem, I almost got off just from you screaming like that. No, I just want to make sure you actually enjoy it. It's hard to enjoy things when you are looking up at someone who looks like they lost a fight with an industrial paper shredder that happened to be on fire.”
You snorted.
“Wade I never knew you before, but I’ve wanted you since I met you. Okay? There's no spooky feelings here.” Your words seemed enough to convince him. He leaned in for a soft kiss, one that made you want to misbehave. You pulled the shirt up, running your hands across the well defined muscles of his torso, then broke the kiss to pull it up over his head. You didn't give him a chance to be chatty, you resumed the heavy kiss, palming his erection. He moaned into your mouth. Feeling accomplished, you pulled the boxers off letting his heavy cock slap up against his stomach. You couldn't help but break the kiss, looking down you watched your hand slide over his impressive, throbbing length. You wanted to take him in your mouth, but before you could push him back onto the bed, he was already pinning you in place beneath him.
You felt him slide himself through your heat. Finally lining himself up with your entrance, his thumb set a steady pace on your clit as he pushed into you slowly. You were grateful he took his time opening you up. You let out a strangled sound when he bottomed out, you felt so full. He set a slow pace giving you lots of time to adjust, this only made you more desperate and needy. When he finally decided you’d had enough, you felt his hand squeeze the back of your neck as he set into a ruthless pace.
“FUCK” He was too much, his heavy body keeping you in place as your hips rose to meet every single thrust. you wanted to feel him as deeply as you possibly could. His hot mouth was biting into the flesh at the bottom of your neck. The heat inside you started to build and you were near your breaking point.
‘Wade” You breathed in a high, desperate tone.
“Cum for me baby” And just like that you felt it take over, your hips snapped up and your feet cramped up. You could feel your walls clench around him tightly, and you choked when he pushed through them even rougher than before. That thumb on your clit never gave up, keeping you trapped riding out the waves of pleasure. You felt it take him over, letting out a deep growl you felt him fill you. He held himself deep inside you, moving both his hands so his forearms were on either side of you trying to keep his weight from crushing you.
His forehead pressed against yours as you both tried to catch your breath. Eventually he moved out of you and he flopped onto his back. You got up and quickly went pee and cleaned yourself up. You grabbed another washcloth and went back to clean him up. You realised that getting up might have been a mistake. Wade was on his side with his eyes screwed shut.
“Hey, you okay?” You asked softly and grabbed the sides of his face and kissed his forehead.
“Better now.” He whispered.
“Sorry for getting up, I should have said something. Can I clean you up?” He gave you a strange look, like he was waiting for you to suddenly disappear. He took the washcloth and wiped himself down, you took it back throwing it into the bathroom. You looked down at him hoping that the voices weren't giving him a hard time. You sat next to him holding his hand, giving him some time.
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“So about those cuddles?” He asked softly, and you wondered how many times people had hurt him or thrown him out.
You got under the light quilt on your bed motioning for him to do the same. He followed you, laying on his back, you tucked yourself into his side, enjoying his big arms wrapping around you. You gave his neck a light kiss.
“I missed you.” you said softly
“You have no idea how bad I missed being around you.”
“I won't leave again, if you wanted to make this either a regular thing… or a proper thing… if you're into that?” You felt a tight ball of nerves in your stomach.
“I’d really like that.” He kissed your forehead. You thought about all the things you would have to do to make this relationship compatible with your new life. But that was a later you problem, right now you were the best kind of exhausted. You both drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
Thank you again for the request!!!! <3
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i just wanted to say, i love all of your personal campaign content! the character art, the lineups, the boss portraits, it’s been such a massive inspiration for me in my own home games!
if you’re comfortable answering, could i ask how much you had planned as you came into your games? i know you’ve said it was one of your first time dm-ing full campaigns, so was it all entirely from character backstories or did you have ideas for highwater beforehand? i always find it tricky to bring together everyone’s ideas whereas your npc’s always feel cohesive and real, so I’d love to hear about your process.
keep up the great work and even greater art!
Sure, I'd love to!! I rambled a lot, sorry!!
I planned very little at the actual start of the campaign, I'd originally pitched it as something smaller so I could get my GM feet under me but I had too much fun.
I had ideas for Highwater beforehand! It's technically the setting that my girl Sid is from, a nebulously American South, which is on the same timeline as the one that Uriel, PT, and the CEO are from as well. So going into it, I knew some worldbuilding stuff regarding the rules of magic/angels/demons, and the vibe I wanted (creepy southern gothic with a healthy dash of anime).
A lot of the ideas for the emergent plot came from character backstories, but where there were blanks, I often tried to think about what I could do to challenge my player characters.
As a player, my favorite thing is in tabletops is my character growing and changing and having to make big decisions. So as a GM, a guiding principle of mine is to put decisions in my player's way that challenges their character concepts, and challenges them to grow as a person!!!! I'll give some examples:
Lazarus, our Expert, had little initial concept outside of "bookstore owner who's the local, knows about magic". Since he was the hometown boy with emotional stakes in the HomeBase of the setting, I tried to challenge that! I'd make npcs that were longtime friend of his who desperately wanted to move out of the town he loved, or antagonists who loved the town as much as he did, but their methods of "protection" were more harmful than they weren't.
Elysius, our Divine, was a middle-manager angel in the Heaven analogue called THRONE, who loved humans and human stuff. Now, I had long planned THRONE's actual antagonistic motivations from basically the beginning, but I tried to challenge Elysius's rigid worldview that came from THRONE propaganda. Not all angels were good! Not all demons were bad!!
Aicen, our Crooked, had the most backstory hooks from the beginning, which is kind of a benefit of the playbook. I had a lot to work with, she was a corporate assassin on the run who'd accidentally sold her soul to a demon. Her story had a lot to deal with control and hurt I think: both the demon and her old company wanted control of her, and she constantly ran into both demons who worked for the main one and assassins who worked for the company, and realized that many of them were manipulated by circumstance and ambition.
So like, the campaign ended up having a lot of emergent themes about power structures and control, and as we went I leaned into!
(All of this "Challenging your players" talk should NOT be taken as "be antagonistic to your players". DO make sure to communicate with them, see what they want. Hint or run big reveals by them when you can if you think it's gonna be a big enough deal that they might want some say in how something is gonna effect their character. I'm a big proponent of the PBTA principle "Be a Fan of the Player Characters". Challenging them to confront their beliefs in the world should not be treated as a way to change them how You think their arc should go, it should be just that. A challenge. a charged situation where the character has to make a decision.)
As for actual sessions, I'm kinda well known in the house for saying "I make problems, not solutions". I'd plan the mysteries in full, decide what the monsters were, which npcs were involved, what their motivations were, etc. but that was it.
There were npcs like Metatron or Mammon or Uriel who'd I'd made MONTHS in advance, and there were npcs like Chameleon who literally were made up 15 minutes before we started playing that night. Bit of a mixed bag planning wise!!
I might think "well they could do X", but I didn't try to tell them How to solve the problem. Example:
One of the mysteries had a safe with some bonus loot in it. The safe had a phrase in Italian on it, which hinted at how to open it. The antagonist for that arc had an enchanted knife, and it had to have some of his blood on it before inserting it into the keyhole.
Lazarus rolled Use Magic to explode the safe, bypassing the puzzle completely.
And I think moments like that are MAGICAL. Moments where the players do something you never could have predicted, creating fun gameplay/story moments that then inspire you more is one of the best parts about GMing imo.
Another thing to do when making the world/npcs feel cohesive and real is to! find connections between players backstories/characters where applicable!
Your Expert has a Magic Book? Well it's demonic in nature, perhaps the Divine might have thoughts about that.
Someone's put a hit out on the Divine's roommate? and the assassin is from the Crooked's old job??
In fact, the Crooked's old assassin company is getting power/resources from the Divine's home plane?? What? Why?
The Werewolf Gang taking over the Expert's hometown know who the Crooked is from her past life?
etc etc etc
I'm getting lost in the weeds here, but I don't think I can come up with a Big Conclusive thought to your question!! A lot happened in that campaign, and I'd be more then happy to talk specifics!
TDLR, Nora Jawbones's tips for cohesive GMing and haphazard planning:
be a fan of the player characters
COMMUNICATE W YOUR PLAYERS
challenge them with big decisions that may change their worldview
make problems, not solutions
look for connections where you can!
Lastly, a healthy does of improv skills never hurts. This will come with more ease the more you GM, but you can't account for everything. Be able to think (mostly) on the fly helps you stay on your toes, and some of my FAVORITE GM moments came from things I pulled out of my ass in the moment. Sometimes, the most fun thing is simply to chuck a fucking wrench in there.
and besides, no one says you can't retcon whatever doesn't work later.
Happy GM-ing!!
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Hmmm, this spn prequel seems to have ruffled a lot of different feathers. My dash has provided me with Jared hate, Jensen hate, confused tinhats, and even a splash of Cockles/Destiel opinions.
Here’s my take. Spoiler alert: unpopular opinions ahead. I’m not linking anything because I’m in the middle of an unprecedented heatwave and I don’t feel like finding all the sources. Do your own research. Or not. Whatever. I just want to get this all out as coherently as possible. Here we go:
From the beginning, Jensen has been a professional. He didn’t let the drama on Dark Angel get to him and he’s said that he actively avoided having that same drama on the set of spn. He’s known as One-Take-Ackles because he brings his A-game every time.
Jared liked to mess around on set. Take after take after take after take. There was reddit post about how the crew would be working 13 (?) hours to get everything set up and still had six hours of teardown to do and then bam! actors messing about and making the day longer. Like, just say your lines dude. Anyway. Jared liked wresting, getting others to break, and pranking. I think he even pranked Misha by ruining his car more than once. Not cool, IMO.
J2 had a massive fight on set in season two. I recall it being about Jared egging Jensen on to fight but Jensen just stared him down until Jared left the set. They made up and agreed to never do that again as it promotes a bad workplace. Keep your shit contained, kind of thing.
But Jared didn’t, not really. One incident in particular is the wrestling with Osric Chau. Osric is a trained fighter and Jared was apparently going to slam him into the concrete. I repeat, into concrete. Osric dislocated Jared’s shoulder as a result. Jared still didn’t back off and Osric dislocated it again, this time Jared needed surgery and rehab. The wrestling finally stopped.
In all of this, J2 became good friends. I, personally, believe they started messing around sexually right after they auditioned for the parts and then got serious early on. They lived together, and Jared had his first breakdown immediately before announcing his engagement to Gen.
J2 are a good match. Jensen grounds Jared and Jared helps Jensen to be more outgoing while ‘on’ outside the set. Jensen seemed reserved and shy before Jared and was more confident and comfortable with Jared by his side. Jared can spin almost out of control and Jensen helps keep his feet on the ground. They also have an energy that’s been described as lightning in a bottle.
Fast forward a whole bunch of years. They’re still on the same show but have other interests. Each of them ensures that the other has the spotlight in turn. When one has a project, the other is quiet on social media so the focus won’t be taken away. They tell each other everything, as evidenced early on when PR and managers tried to play one off the other. They simply didn’t allow that to happen. Nope. Instead, they stepped back so one could shine. Jared opens a bar and Jensen is supportive. Jensen opens a brewery and Jared is supportive.
During all of this, they still perform at cons for fans. For a while, near the end of spn, I noticed Jensen seemed to be drunk/drinking often. He had a flask while getting a tattoo, he was spotted with fans while drunk and kissed one, the Bad Idea Instagram post. This isn’t unusual. He’s an adult. He can drink. I just thought it odd that I was noticing it more and asked myself, was he always a frequent drinker and he just stopped hiding it or is it a result of the rise of cell phones and constant casual photos?
But then Jared was arrested. He was drunk. Not tipsy or having a good time. Drunk. He assaulted an employee. A lot of people said he was just a big puppy and he didn’t mean anything by it, but that didn’t sit well with me. By this point I’d heard too many stories about Jared being a bit of an asshole. Also, I don’t think Jared has depression. I think he has bipolar disorder. He’s had too many incidences of mania for me to believe it’s just depression. He feels emotions deeply, that’s obvious to me, but he also has emotional swings that remind me of my own bipolar disorder. Am I self-inserting? Maybe. But I know the signs and I see them in Jared. BTW, depression meds can bring on mania if you have bd. You need a different cocktail for bd, and you shouldn’t drink while on them.
By the time J2 announced the end of spn, Walker was already in the works. I knew something was up when I saw Jensen advertising himself at every opportunity. The whole King Bacchus thing and him showing up at after parties/events that are designed for networking kinda cemented this for me. I figured he was parading around looking for work and wondered why Jared wasn’t doing the same. Then Walker was announced.
Now, I admit, my timeline there might be a bit off. Maybe Walker was announced before Jensen was King, but my brain is melting and I can’t remember. Either way, I did note that Jared had plans for post-spn when Jensen didn’t.
The wives started getting involved. Gen is on Walker and Danneel is part of Chaos Productions. Me, being the tinhat that I am, thought this was to ensure the wives have an income and are tied to their husbands. From a non-tinhat pov, I can see their involvement as a natural, nepotism thing that happens.
Jared is doing well on Walker, or so I’ve heard. I haven’t watched the show. Jensen got a role on The Boys and is filming now. Cool. Cool cool cool. Both have acting gigs.
Then Jensen announced, on social media, right before the Walker finale, that there’ll be a spn prequel that’ll be narrated by Dean.
Right. Before. Walker. Let that sink in. All these years, J2 have always stepped aside for one another to ensure they have the spotlight in turn. But now Jensen is hogging it? Jensen is taking the focus off Walker and putting it on himself? Not cool man, not cool.
Also, there was no mention of Sam in the prequel. No mention of the other half of spn. Jared has said, publicly, that he’d drop anything to work on spn stuff, so he’s available. So why wasn’t he ‘in the know’ about this? How could Jensen have slipped this past him?
Jared was seen in Colorado during Jensen’s birthday, just before Jensen went to Toronto. So they’ve seen each other. Even if, in the minuscule possibility, that Jared didn’t see Jensen that weekend, they’ve admitted to talking to each other a lot. So why didn’t Jensen, at any point, tell Jared about this prequel?
Then Robbie Thompson tweeted. Jared was hurt even more. Apparently, I heard through this blue hellsite, that Jared wanted RT to write for Walker, but RT refused. Why? Who knows.
Let’s go back in time, shall we?
Jared messed around on set. Jensen didn’t. I can believe that some crew members/writers/producers/directors would have hated working with Jared. Yes, I said that. Not everyone likes a goofball or prankster. Some people think those people are bullies in disguise.
Maybe, just maybe, the lines were drawn when spn ended. Some people supported Jared, others Jensen.
Before anyone yells at me too loudly, answer me this: how did Jensen - and everyone involved in the prequel including Kripke - keep this from Jared? Didn’t anyone at any point ask how Jared felt about it? Or if Jared was available? Or if Jared would have input? “He’s too busy on Walker” doesn’t cut it as an answer to me. Spn was about two brothers, always two brothers, and now a prequel will only feature one brother?
So I came to the conclusion that the industry deliberately took sides in this whole thing. Nobody told Jared because they didn’t want to work with him again. He has his own show, he’s busy, - these are easy ways of handwaving him out of the equation.
Bottom line, finally, is that Jensen stepped in some shit when he didn’t tell his co-star, his partner, his friend, about a prequel to the show they worked on for fifteen years.
Will I ever know all the details of why Jensen would do this? Nope. I’m not in the industry.
I still believe J2 were/are in a relationship and their wives are beards. I believe they have a wonderful friendship and were as close as two people can be. I don’t want to think that relationship is over. I don’t want to believe they’ve gone separate ways. But man oh man, Jensen fucked up big time here.
I can’t wait for a tell-all book thirty years from now.
#anti Jared#anti Jensen#cockles#destiel#J2#J2 tinhat#tinhat#spn#prequel gate#prequelgate#Jensen Ackles#Jared Padalecki#Misha Collins#osric chau
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