#baby sara is elvis
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summary: once upon a time there was elvis, priscilla and you. nowadays there is elvis. there is priscilla. and there is you. priscilla has always been good at talking you into things and you miss them both. he's missed the two of you.
fandom: austin butler | elvis 2022 | elvis presley
pairing: austin butler elvis x olivia dejonge priscilla x female reader
rating: m
word count: 3232 not even remotely talking about it. it happened alright?
warnings: sex toys. threesomes. talk of linda thompson and ginger alden. older/later elvis described/implied. sugar baby/sugar mama and daddy dynamic. reader is called sugar exclusively. mild dom/sub. masturbation ( m ). p in v sex ( implied, referenced ). i think that might be everything, christ y'all i don't know it's almost 11PM.
author's note: welcome to day 22 of kinktober, sex toys with austin elvis and olivia priscilla. consider this a spiritual successor to gunmetal and the two bondage threesomes i did for my 500 follower celebration. also this truly is supposed to be austin elvis and olivia priscilla but the problem with me picking this point is that i have way too much wiggle room to err this mildly on real elvis. i am so sorry anon i truly do owe you a redo on this. also mild suggestion, listen to gravity by sara bareilles while reading this for extra vibes.
Priscilla could always talk you into things that Elvis couldn't. She had realized this long before he did, a fact that through the years you had found yourself incredibly thankful for on more than one occasion. Her requests were simple- perhaps a consequence of being on the receiving end of Elvis's off the wall requests- and it makes easy to tell her yes. Even after the three of you were not an- item- a threesome- you don't know the name for what the three of you were- you'd still jump if your former sugar mama asked. She knew never to ask you about Elvis because as much as she hurt from their divorce she still was able to be his friend, be with him in ways you couldn't. It was normal for his ex wife to visit him, to see him at a tour date or at the International.
They had Lisa, it made sense for them to be on good terms, to keep in far more contact that you and him to keep in contact. You were only someone to Elvis and Priscilla. The Memphis Mafia knew you, of course, no one was around Graceland or around the Elvis's rooms at the International without seeing him with "the best girls a man could ask for" on his arms. They knew you but much like an actual mafia, they weren't about to spill the beans and let everyone else know the secret. That secret that Elvis Presley, the boy who got everyone up in arms with his gyrations in the 50s and became a family man in the 60s had been carrying on with his wife and their girlfriend since the 60s only to break up with her the same time he divorced his wife. Priscilla gets a mink coat, Elvis gets a Rolls Royce and you get nothing but regret and a friendship with one of your exes.
Priscilla knows that the anniversary of when you were on the bus and she came across you is coming up, the time she considers when you all started this. She also knows that she's going to make her usual trip to visit Elvis around that time. She's worried about him, truly, this feels different than when they divorced. This feels different than the year after. This feels different than that moment when he took her offer of going to rest and didn't. Linda's gone and he's got Ginger now, but it's still- she's worried. It's that worry that prompts her to call you, call you so that she has company on this adventure.
"Sugar." She uses a name she hasn't used in over two years to talk to you, to ensnare you into this plan. "I know you haven't seen him since I left and you left but I think he could use the company. He-"
You cut her off. "Misses me? Prissy- He's moved on, I've moved on, you two can keep doing whatever it is you two do, that's- you're his ex-wife. I'm not."
Priscilla frowns on her end of the phone call and sighs. "You might as well have been, Sugar, I am not hanging up the phone until you agree to come. You were my- You were our sugar and look at the calendar."
There's a pause on your end as you glance at the calendar by your phone. You know this date like the back of your hand, you had a date with a bottle of wine for this date. When you finally speak your voice is barely above a whisper. "I'll come."
Elvis has put on weight, that's the unfortunate first conclusion you make when you see him in the doorway of the room. You could have sworn he had a tour date or two around this time and so you had been prepared to have this be a meeting at a hotel room. At a neutral ground that didn't have so many memories it threatened to choke you. Then again- maybe this was better. Priscilla had already told you that these meeting with Elvis always seemed to turn sexual, not that she ever meant for them to, but it just happened. You find that it doesn't fill you with dread like you thought it would. In fact, a part of you feels excited, you have a boyfriend but the way you felt between Elvis and Priscilla and their attention- that's a feeling you've yet to experience again.
Elvis doesn't notice you at first, focusing on Priscilla with a grin that lights up his face and arms open for a hug. "'Cilla. Thought you were gonna be too busy for me? Thought I was gonna have t' spend today by myself."
"Fire eyes, you know I wouldn't do that to you. I didn't do it to you last year, did I?" She slides into his waiting arms, allowing him to engulf her in a hug she craved so much in the last bit of their marriage but he willingly gave after their divorce.
"Ya didn't. Kept me company and let me-" He trails off, noticing you standing behind Priscilla finally looking better than he swears you did all those years ago when he found you on a movie set. "Sugar."
You bite your lip to keep yourself from tearing up, your eyes drifting up and down his form. He's still the same man you fell in love with as a naive 19 year old, just older, more worn by time just like you were and like Priscilla was. You understand why Priscilla is worried, you've kept up with the tabloids and somehow seeing it in person- puts it in perspective. Maybe it's just that he's becoming more comfortable with himself, maybe he's embracing his age, but you see how he winces a little when moving toward you, and hear a noise coming from his knee. Life is catching up to him too fast.
His arms envelop you in a hug that reminds you of every hug you've ever gotten from him. It's overwhelming how he invades your senses and you're reminded just how much he overpowers you even when you're not like Priscilla. Your body sags against his as you wrap your arms around him and you swear you feel a tension in him disintegrate as you hold him close. "You ain't a dream, are ya? 'Cilla doesn't let me take sleepin' meds when she's here, and my dreams- they get a little funny, Sugar."
You shake your head against his chest, refusing to pull away as he holds you tighter at the answer. "Good. I- That's good, come- no wonder she told me to bring all this stuff in here. Thought she was up ta somethin'."
That finally has you pulling away and raising an eyebrow. "What did she have you bring into the room, Elvis?" Your eyes shift to Priscilla. "What do you have planned?"
Elvis pulls both of you into the room, shutting the door behind him and gestures to the bed where you see a Hitachi Magic Wand, well two of them and a few dildos. Your eyes then dart to the video recorder and you groan. "Priscilla Ann Beaulieu, you got me here under false pretenses, I'm not-"
"Sugar." Elvis's voice rumbles behind you and you have to stop your knees from buckling underneath you. Elvis's arm wraps around your torso as you sway just a little, holding you steady. "Don't talk back to 'Cilla."
He feels warm, like a furnace that threatens to burn everyone around him. It's been so long since you've had him, had Priscilla like this that you allow yourself a moment to inhale the scent of him. The trace of a cigar, the sweet hint of Pepsi and the unique smell of his sweat. It's then that you lean back a little, allowing Elvis to just hold you against him as Priscilla moves in front of you and cups your breasts.
"She was right, E. I didn't warn her you might want to video tape this." Priscilla murmurs, placing a kiss against your neck, as you loll it back against Elvis's shoulder. "I'm sorry, Sugar, I didn't- I wanted you to come. I wanted him to see both of us again." She looks up at him and sees him just breathing slowly against you, his chest rising and falling in his robe. She's reminded of how much she loved- and still probably loves this man. His grip loosens on you under Priscilla's gaze.
"I wanted t' see ya." He admits, his breath ghosting against your ear as he leans his head down just a bit. "Ya know how she gets, all determined when she thinks it'll do everyone some good."
The meaning of his words isn't lost on you, it's him acknowledging that Priscilla- Priscilla with her maybe healthy relationship outside of this got out the best. He's a close second with two other relationships under his belt but you- you got the short end of the stick by running off. Priscilla and him maybe shouldn't be as close as they still are as exes- Lisa or not- but it does them some good. Priscilla seems a little happier and relaxed when she calls you after a visit and you know some of Elvis's best shows lately have happened after Priscilla saw him.
"She missed us." The three of you. "Not just you."
"She's ain't the only one." His hand moves down to your pants, cupping your mound just slightly. "You miss me?"
A hum is the only answer you trust yourself to give him, the only answer that feels right in the moment as you start to feel overwhelmed just being sandwiched in between your favorite people on the planet- your former lovers- your former everything. You register the three of you moving to the bed, Priscilla first letting herself plop down and pulling you down to sit next to her before you find both of you looking up at Elvis. It's reminiscent of so many other times you both were like this that you can't help the way your body involuntarily shudders at the memory.
"I ain't-" Elvis pauses, moving to cup your cheek with one hand. "I ain't fucking ya tonight. Goddamn if I don't wanna, but 've had a rough week. 'Cilla knows I can't-" He looks away, looking like he's younger than his years for a moment. "It's not- I can't do it every night. And 'm sorry you caught me on a bad night."
His apology forces you out of your minor stupor before you shake your head asking the question that's been on your mind since you saw everything on the bed. "Then what are you doing, Elvis?"
Priscilla answers before he does, grabbing one of the wands and turning it on, allowing you to feel the vibrations through your shirt as she runs it across your chest. "It's what I'm doing. What we're doing. The toys are for us to play with while he watches."
You notice that Elvis has moved to behind the camera and untied his robe, allowing you to see just how his body has changed. It's like your eyes are drawn to him just like they've always been, cataloging every stretch mark, every bit of skin that wasn't there before- or didn't look like that before the divorce and everything in between. His chest hair is the last thing you dwell on and it's then that he clears his throat. "I know I'm not the same-"
You cut him off, knowing where this is headed and you can feel Priscilla frowning. "There isn't anyone in this room who is, Da- Elvis." Daddy almost slipped off your tongue and you have to pause to collect yourself. "'Cilla has her marks, I've got some and maybe I'll get some others to match hers soon enough."
Elvis's eyes narrow at the implication before he purses his lips. "You'll let me see them?"
A no is on the tip of your tongue but he looks like- you want to give him a chance here, you want to make him happy. So you lie. "Of course."
His lips quirk into a smile as he moves to turn on the camera only to stop short. "Can I tape this, Sugar? You don't have t' say yes but I miss you both somethin' fierce and Ginger- she- she knows how I am."
You should tell him no, you should tell him that it makes you uncomfortable to know he'll have something like that of you and Priscilla but you don't. You remember that Elvis made sure to file the divorce papers to protect a woman he should hate, a woman who left him. You remember how many times he had to talk to a newspaper to keep you and him and Priscilla out of the gossip pages. You remember all these things and wonder why you should worry. "Yeah. It'll be like those photos, remember?"
His answering groan and the way you swear you see his cock swell makes you grin before you feel Priscilla's hands moving toward your shirt to unbutton it.
It takes time for you and Priscilla to undress, Elvis needing only to pull open his robe as he sank into the chair facing you two. His eyes watch you both, watch how your hands move to pull down bra straps and unbutton pants. You're wearing stockings under those pants and both he and Priscilla groan as she kisses your leg, pulling them down ever so slowly. When you're both finally undressed you toy with the wand in your hand, debating where you'd like to start with Priscilla as she focuses the vibrating effect on your chest. You feel your arousal flood you, cursing the fact that Priscilla knows you enjoy your nipples played with as you finally decide that her clit is the object of your desire, it's the thing you'll bring her down with. You're not prepared for the amount of wetness that greets you, causing the vibrations to be mildly muffled as you hear it. She keens just slightly, grinding on the toy just a little as you hear the telltale sign of Elvis's hand pumping his cock. You wonder if he has lube.
"You like this, don't you? Like seeing me and Cilla like this?" You ask as Priscila slides the toy down to your clit, earning a yelp from you and a hiss of her name. "'Cilla."
"Of course he likes it, Sugar. Don't you see him playing with his cock? See his thumb brushing the head. I know he wishes he could fuck you." She murmurs, before kissing you, pulling your lip in between her teeth and watching Elvis growl watching you both.
"Don't need to tease like that. Should have he fuck you with that dildo, Cilla. Not as big as me but t'll do fine, won't it?" His words have your cunt clenching as it faces him and the camera. "Or maybe you need to fuck our Sugar. Always such a hungry woman. Needed both of us t' satisfy her, didn't ya?"
If your eyes shut at that, shut at the memories that come flooding back of how well the two of them used you, no one comments on it instead choosing to watch as you grind yourself on the toy Priscilla has teasing your clit chasing some relief. "Please, please, let me come, please."
You shouldn't be pleading already, you think you've lasted longer before but maybe you're out of practice, maybe the fact that you haven't been with them for so long has you begging for a release you've needed for over two years. Maybe three, you've lost count at this point, not wanting to dwell on it. You hear Elvis's laugh as it vibrates in your skull.
"Ya've missed this, haven't ya? We've missed you-" He starts, his hand pumping faster and faster, wanting to show you how you've made him come faster than he has in a while. "Both my best girls. My favorite girls. Still my sugar. Still my girl."
Priscilla doesn't react to the praise as much as you do, knowing it's directed more toward you and she can't help but tease your entrance with a dildo while she whispers in your ear. "Our sugar. Come like you would for old times sake. Please? For me? Be my good girl? Be the girl who wrangled Elvis with me? Be my girl who we still both love so much?"
You come with a shout as Priscilla presses in the dildo, your orgasm dripping onto the sheets despite the object that could try and hold it back. You watch Elvis groan his own release onto the carpet and into his hands as your cunt continues to flutter around the toy. You want to clean it up like old times sake before you release Priscilla still needs to come, you had dropped her toy in the haze of your own orgasm and the only thing you find is one of the dildos you two hadn't touched. You take a moment to make sure he's looking at you before you allow yourself to use it to enter her, making sure the camera's view isn't obstructed. "Next time you want this just ask me, I'll give it to you, you're still my Sugar Mama, Cilla."
She whimpers at you, pulling you down for a kiss as you hear Elvis's pleased noises coming from the chair. You think it's a growl but you can't quite tell. All you know is that you've missed hearing it, missed feeling like you're going to explode from the love the two of them have for you and for each other. You don't know when Elvis got up from the chair but you feel his fingers as they pull out the toy only to replace them with his fingers. "Come on, Cilla, give Sugar what she wants from you. I'll let you taste her on my fingers afterward."
That does it for her as she arches just a bit off the bed, clenching around the dildo and grabbing for your hand, for your anything she can to steady herself. She finds both his hand and yours grabbing at them both before she opens her eyes and stares at you both, breathing heavily as she does. Elvis removes his fingers from you and puts them in Priscilla's mouth, as her hand just moves to stroke his stomach, something you find he doesn't seem to mind. It looks like it relaxes him. When his fingers leave her mouth with a pop, she smiles at you. "Taste as good as I remember, Sugar."
Later on that night, after Elvis had filled the tape full of the pair of you, you find yourself cuddled against him with Priscilla on the other side, tracing shapes on his torso as he cupped your own stomach. You're tired, all three of you are tired and it shows in how Elvis's words are slurred when he speaks against your hair, thinking you're asleep.
"You're still m' sugar. Just like 'Cilla is still m' girl. Wanted you to be m' sugar until ya got sick of me." He grip tightens on you. "Don't leave me just yet. Wait until the mornin'. Wait until we're all up. Don't make me wake up all alone."
You don't.
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i was going to make a playlist of songs i took fic titles from as a meme or something but it came out cursed
i will not be putting this on spotify but here are approximately all of the songs i specifically stole lyrics from for daredevil fics
easy to ignore by sixpence none the richer
the luckiest by ben folds
robots by dan mangan
piano man by elton john
from eden by hozier
the washing machine by remember sports
thank you by dido
let's spend the night together by the rolling stones
snails by the format
inches and falling by the format
pretty little head by eliza rickman
joyful girl by ani difranco
good for you by selena gomez
do you hear the people sing? by...idk a les mis cast
hold it in by jukebox the ghost
undeniable you by jukebox the ghost
total eclipse of the heart by bonnie tyler
i put a spell on you by nina simone
get by with a little help by the beatles
poker face by lady gaga
dancing in the dark by bruce springsteen
librarian by my morning jacket
have yourself a merry little christmas
add it up by the violent femmes
more adventurous by rilo kiley
portions for foxes by rilo kiley
the frug by rilo kiley
bulletproof by rilo kiley
reunited by peaches and herb
you belong with me by taylor swift
lover by taylor swift
i wanna boi by pwr bttm
young and beautiful by lana del ray
teenage dream by katy perry
let it snow
you're gonna make me lonesome by bob dylan
4ever by the veronicas
think i wanna die by someone still loves you boris yeltsin
kick drum heart by the avett brothers
rock your body by justin timberlake
white christmas
heat of the moment by asia
pretty girl by hayley kiyoko
heat wave by martha and the vandellas
boy like you by kesha
blow by kesha
tik tok by kesha
handsome devil by the smiths
haircut by pavement
everything you want by vertical horizon
will you still love me tomorrow by carole king
pretty woman by roy orbison
fever by peggy lee
sugar never tasted so good by the white stripes
hotel yorba by the white stripes
girl inform me by the shins
vampires will never hurt you by my chemical romance
nineteen by tegan and sara
can't help falling in love with you by elvis presley
nobody puts baby in the corner by fall out boy
only love by ben howard
like a virgin by madonna
erotica by madonna
let's talk about sex by salt-n-pepa
it's all wrong but it's alright by dolly parton
love isn't free by dolly parton
a special section dedicated to the mountain goats songs:
animal mask
no children
oceanographer's choice
game shows touch our lives
love love love
fault lines
southwood plantation road
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‘Aro Tunes Thursday’: Master List ⇝ September / October 2022
[Completed 10/28/22] | [Spotify]
Nothing Yet — Eliza and the Delusionals [Link]
My Number — Tegan & Sara [Link]
You're Gonna Be Okay — Brian & Jenn Johnson [Link]
I Am What I Am — Shirley Bassey [Link]
If I Can Dream — Elvis Presley [Link]
Stronger — Sugarbabes [Link]
Granda — Brodka [Link]
Doomed — I Prevail [Link]
Blue Moon — Derivakat ft. vGumiho [Link]
Pass The Nirvana — Pierce The Veil [Link]
Grown Woman — Beyoncé [Link]
Bruce Wayne — Porta [Link]
Freak Like Me — Halestorm [Link]
Animal — Sir Chloe [Link]
Bitter and Blunt — Yonkagor [Link]
Never Love An Archor — The Crane Wives [Link]
From a Place of Love — Mili [Link]
Born to Lie — DREAMCAR [Link]
You're So Damn Hot — OK Go [Link]
A New Moral Low Ground — Architects [Link]
Deep Fake — Architects [Link]
Drunken Sailor — Irish Rovers [Link]
Baby, You're a Haunted House — Gerard Way [Link]
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i'm begging you please to come home
Song/Skeleton: Cecilia
Name: Eloise Meadows
FC: Sophie Skelton
Age: 32
Birthday: December 24
Gender & Pronouns: Cis-woman, she/her
Sexual & Romantic Orientation: Heteroromantic & heterosexual
Occupation: Receptionist/Guest Services for the Birch Bay Travelodge
Neighbourhood: Born and raised in Birch Bay, currently residing in a tiny apartment in Willowdale
Positive Personality Trait(s): Warm, friendly, idealistic, independent, supportive
Negative Personality Trait(s): Stubborn, people-pleasing, emotionally-driven and oversensitive, envious, insecure
Extras:
Here is a little baby playlist that is era-appropriate to set the vibe!
Please Mister Postman - the Marvelettes
Here Comes the Sun - the Beatles
I Say a Little Prayer - Aretha Franklin
Do You Believe in Magic - the Lovin’ Spoonful
Chapel of Love - the Dixie Cups
Wouldn’t It Be Nice - the Beach Boys
I Can’t Help Myself (Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch) - Four Tops
I Will Follow Him - Peggy March
I Walk the Line - Johnny Cash
Love Me Do - the Beatles
Yesterday - the Beatles
You Can’t Always Get What You Want - the Rolling Stones
I Want to Hold Your Hand - the Beatles
You Send Me - Aretha Franklin
Put Your Head on My Shoulder - Paul Anka
Fly Me To the Moon - Frank Sinatra
Then He Kissed Me - the Crystals
All You Need is Love - the Beatles
Blackbird - the Beatles
A Sunday Kind of Love - Etta James
If I Can Dream - Elvis Presley
This Magic Moment - the Drifters
Hold Me Tight - the Beatles
Oh!Darling - the Beatles
If I Fell - the Beatles
Across the Universe - the Beatles
And some songs that are not era-appropriate but fit the vibe:
Mirrorball - Taylor Swift
The Archer - Taylor Swift
The Man - Taylor Swift
The Lakes - Taylor Swift
Lavender Haze - Taylor Swift
Tied Together with a Smile - Taylor Swift
Mine - Taylor Swift
(...you might be sensing a pattern here)
She Used to be Mine - Sara Bareilles
Fight Song - Rachel Platten
Better Place - Rachel Platten
Sunlight - Hozier
I Can’t Breathe - Bea Miller
Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol
Waking up Slow - Gabrielle Aplin
Grace - Kate Havnevik
Stand in the Rain - Superchick
Wildflowers - Tom Petty
Dancing Queen - ABBA (1976 so CLOSE)
Dandelions - Ruth B.
Don’t You Worry Child - Swedish House Mafia (though I prefer the Madilyn Bailey cover)
And a pinboard!
https://www.pinterest.com/rachaelredridinghood/heavens-got-a-plan-for-you/
BIOGRAPHYtw: mentions of religion/religious upbringing (not detailed, just mentions), gender roles, war
In a home where she wanted for nothing, she somehow wanted for everything she did not have. From a young age, Eloise craved the great wide somewhere that only existed in the depths of her imagination. Eloise was born and raised into the warm embrace of what was the picturesque family: a dutiful father who worked hard to support their family, a doting mother who was there for every moment of every day of Eloise’s childhood, and Eloise was the final piece to the puzzle that was their white picket fence life. Her childhood was marked by dusty wooden pews on Sundays with lace gloves and stiff-skirts, hot humid days spent in her mother’s ever-so-loved-and-tended-to garden, brunches and tea parties with her mother’s friends at least once a week and ever-important trips to the library to add to the stacks of books in her room. While her upbringing was steeped in the belief that her purpose was to become the image of her mother, an adoring wife and mother tending her own family and her own garden with her own brunches, the books she read were something of a guiding light that showed her another way. Fairy-tales, adventures and stories of the great and fantastical had Eloise dreaming of life outside of what she had been raised to believe was proper and expected, though those dreams were generally squashed just as soon as they came to light; more time in the garden, more time spent with her mother and her friends, that was what she needed. Less books would do her good.
In truth, it was more her father that was to blame for her ambitions with the example that he set. His influence on his daughter was strong, and Eloise was always over-interested in his work at the hospital. His care and compassion for the people of their town ran deep and left a defining mark on her young mind. An interest in medicine sparked when Eloise was hardly in double-digits, and despite her father’s appreciation for his daughter’s interest in his work, her parents doubled down on their insistence that Eloise live a life of domesticity. Her father worked hard so that his wife and daughter would not have to, and that was the future he wanted for his daughter.
Eloise kept those dreams on the backburner, learning that it was easier to keep those thoughts to herself than to bring it up again. Her aspirations and dreams fell on deaf ears, and it was better to stay quiet than have that fire extinguished time and time again. She focused on school, still spending her time with her nose pressed into books at every available turn. In every way, it appeared that she had reluctantly conformed to her parents’ wishes, even if she still yearned to follow in her father’s footsteps. It was easier to go with the current than against it, even if it left Eloise feeling like her future wasn’t her own.
It was hard, trying to find purpose when her path in life felt so rigid and out of reach from what she wanted. He made it easier, giving Eloise something to focus on that wasn’t doom and gloom or frustration. He made her smile, and at first that was enough; soon, she realized that he and he alone could make her heart pound right out of her chest in a way she had only read about, and it was twice as meaningful because she had chosen him. Naturally, her parents didn’t approve, but that was something she chose to ignore. Truthfully, it gave her just the slightest bit of satisfaction. She’d yielded in so many other ways, but in this way she would not.
Her parents were displeased when she began to work for the Travelodge shortly after graduating from high school, but Eloise found joy in being able to provide for herself even in just a part-time manner. Their opinions were still ringing loud and clear like church bells on Sunday: it was temporary, they insisted, as she’d marry and have a family of her own soon and then she’d be able to stay at home and live the life they dreamed. Of course, every time she brought up marriage or engagement or anything long-term with the man she’d chosen, she was met with objections. He did not fit the bill they’d ordered, and in their view was just as temporary as her job.
Even with the sense of fulfillment from her part-time gig and the happy hours spent with who she believed to be her one true love (just like in those fairytales, all those years ago), she couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something missing. The call towards medicine was still so strong, though she’d never even applied to college. She knew her parents would never approve, and despite her age she still sought their approval. She ached and longer for her life to mean something and knew she would never find purpose from behind a service desk, or with a stupid cross-stitch or book in hand on a porch swing.
And then came the war, and the draft. And then he was gone, and what meaning she’d found for herself in life felt as though it was slipping through her fingers. Time to break out those old and well-worn rosary beads, keep them in her pocket, taking time to finger through them during quiet moments with the thought of his quick and safe return the only thing on her mind. Eloise missed him in a physical way that she could not escape, and adjusting to contact only through letters was strange and took more time than she liked to admit. Work was a welcome distraction, though even that couldn’t help her thoughts from wandering: what would happen if she lost him? Who would she even be if she lost him? Best not to think about it, but she’d never been good at keeping her thoughts in line with what was best for her. Best to put her energy into those letters, writing her heart onto the paper to send away to him. Her heart was always safest with him, after all, even in a warzone. So she’d pour it all out for him, bleeding onto the paper along with the lipstick marks and a few spritzes of the perfume he’d always liked best.
They’d be married when he got back, they’d decided. There was no reason to wait any longer, even if her parents disapproved. Hell, maybe she’d finally mail those college applications away finally and take a dive at two dreams.
If he made it back. When.
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Tuesday, 13 June 2023
Okay, let’s give the Wheel of A Hundred Characters a spin and see who we’re getting today. C’mon, big money! No whammies!
Aw, Li?!
Li returns home from a trip to Hong Kong looking a little sad and very stupid. Then he opens his mail and sees his finalized divorce decree.
And he looks sad and stupid. I’m just gonna save you a little time here: all of Li’s reactions are dull surprise.
Then Megan shows up at his door (?!) so now possibly the best actor on the show has to share a scene with probably the worst actor on the show. But hey, suddenly I’m interested!
Remember how Kate tried to hire someone to kill Megan the other day? Megan also wants to pay someone to kill for her — specifically her brother, Stefan (“HALF brother!”). This will make Gabi a widow and… drive her back into Li’s arms, I guess?
Which I suppose is pretty solid logic, since Gabi was a widow (from the first time Stefan died) when she hooked up with Li in the first place.
First he tells her no. Because of his principles or something?
Then he immediately calls her back to say he changed his mind. I have absolutely no idea why he’s done this (was there a scene missing?) but this has all suddenly become a lot more interesting to me.
But we can’t possibly keep that momentum going because here’s Nicole and Eric again. Doing their usual “we’re not together so why am I talking to you?” dance.
Then Eric goes to the pub and chats with Sloan. He’s kinda bummed out that he won’t be having a baby after all, despite the complications that would entail and also because he doesn’t know that Sloan fucked up the paternity test and it might very well be his baby. But Sloan, who only a couple of months ago didn’t even want to call Eric her boyfriend, says “hey, why don’t we have a baby together?” I have a strong feeling Eric’s going to end up two babies richer before this is all over!
Meanwhile, Bonnie is still wearing a Miami Vice blazer that’s 14 sizes too big for her and she’s still doing her “mustn’t tell anyone what I know about Sara’s pregnancy” schtick.
Naturally Xander walks in exactly when she says “I just need to keep this from Xander!” out loud.
So she pretends she has a cold? Or something? Then she actually gets a cold? I don’t know. This was cute yesterday but now it’s getting a little tiresome.
And speaking of tiresome, let’s follow Nicole some more! She reunites with her BFF Chloe and they spend a bunch of time reminding us that they are indeed BFFs despite the fact that they haven’t spoken directly to one another in like 8 months? (“The phone works both ways!” says Chloe, the most White Women of all the White Women.)
So they catch up on what’s going on in each other’s lives. Chloe expresses compassion at Nicole’s whole pregnancy situation and Nicole makes shitty judgments about Chloe being involved with Xander. So, again, pretty typical day for Nicole!
And at Rancho DiMera, Stefan and Gabi suggest to EJ that they put aside their differences in anticipation of a hostile move by Megan and Kristen.
And I LOVE THIS IDEA. This whole “brothers stabbing each other in the back” thing should have been great drama — they’re both quite clever and their performers are quite capable. But it’s all gone absolutely nowhere. So this could really move things in a new and interesting direction!
Except…
Oh, god damn it, Elvis.
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Hey Sara! For the music asks: 1, 5, 17, 20, 30?? 💚💚💚
Hello!! 💚💚💚💚
1.your favorite album opener
5.a song from a lifelong favorite artist
I realized I don't really have many lifelong favorites
17.a song that reminds you of a good time
this one I had some trouble with but instead I went with songs with good memories attached to them for the first one my cousins and I use to sing it at the top of our lungs whenever it came on in the car when we were little . and the second my cousin and I went to high school together and on the morning drive there it was always on the radio so the two of us would have it stuck in our heads all day.
20. a song that empowers you
I was honestly drawing a blank for this one ....so instead I went with something a little different , the song that I listen to when my anxiety is really bad and I'm on the verge of having bad anxiety attack in order to calm me down..which I guess in a sense can be interpreted as being empowering lmao
30.your all-time favorite song
I have so many!! it'd difficult to pick just one so here are 2 of my top faves
#sam#saras answered asks#the bucky to my steve#the maverick to my goose#the padfoot to my moony#the loki to my thor#music asks
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Baby Sara Quin is Baby Elvis, pass it on.
Baby Tegan Quin is Baby Sid Vicious, pass it on.
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avalance wedding vows
@puppetavasharpe challenged me to write the avalance wedding vows, so i wrote everything but the vows! (nah jokes there are some vows in here i just got Very carried away lmao). i'll clean up and post to ao3 when i find the time. enjoy!!
They both agreed they’d spent too much time apart in the weeks before their wedding to spend the night before it apart, and Sara was grateful, the nervous hammering of her heart calmed by Ava’s hand in hers, as they lay in the semi-darkness, neither ready to sleep quite yet.
“We're getting married tomorrow.” Ava said softly into the darkness.
“Yeah.” Sara said, the sound floating in the air. “Do we have to do it front of everyone? Can't we elope? Because we have a time machine, we don’t need to be married by an Elvis impersonator in Vegas, I can take us to get married by the real Elvis -”
“You're nervous.” Ava said - it wasn't a question, more of a slightly surprised statement, and Sara made an indignant noise.
“No, Sara Lance does not get nervous -”
Ava squeezed her hand, and Sara stopped the act.
“Fucking terrified. You?”
“Yeah, kind of.” Ava said softly. “But - the idea that you’ll be there - that helps. Is that weird?”
“No.” Sara said, as she moved further into her fiancée's side. “No, I think that helps me too.”
“Have you got everything ready? Are your vows written?” Ava asked, and it was Sara’s turn to squeeze her hand, trying to calm the part of Ava that needed their wedding day to run like a train station under communist rule.
“Yeah, all written.” She said, trying to keep her voice nonchalant. She had some pointers on a piece of paper in the pocket of her dress, and her plan of seeing where the day took her for the rest of it would almost certainly work. “What about you?”
“All done.” Ava said, her tone almost strangled, and Sara turned, propping herself up on one elbow to look down at her.
“Why do you look so guilty?” Sara asked, slightly confused, and her face broke into a grin when Ava started to flush pink.
“I wrote them - um – maybe about a year ago.”
“What? But I hadn't proposed -”
“I know.” Ava said, a hand coming up to cover her cheek. “It wasn’t - um - after anything in particular, you’d just come back from Star City and it sort of hit me, then, that this is what I wanted. For the rest of my life. So, I wrote them.”
“But you waited all this time -”
“Because I wanted you to propose to me.” Ava said, her voice soft, and she turned away, clearly embarrassed, but Sara’s hand caught her, to bring their eyes back together. “I just - I wanted to be proposed to. I know that’s sappy. And I wanted you to know, on your own, that you were completely ready.”
“I’m ready.” Sara said softly, as she ran her thumb along Ava's cheekbone. “That's adorable. You’re so cute.”
“Shut up.” Ava muttered, still bright red, and Sara laughed.
“Aw, Aves, is that any way to treat your future wife?”
“Go to sleep.” Ava said, grinning now, and she gently pushed Sara back down. Sara took full advantage of the new position and moved close, pressing her face against Ava’s shoulder and snaking her arms around her waist.
“I'm excited to hear them. I can't wait to marry you.”
“I can't wait either.” Ava said, voice a near whisper. “And - if it gets too much tomorrow- we can go find Elvis and he can marry us.”
“Thank you.” Sara said as she yawned, finally ready to sleep. “Night, baby. Love you.”
“Goodnight, my love.” Sara heard, softly spoken, as she drifted off to sleep.
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Best laid plans - and Ava's plans were always the best - seemed a truism in that moment. Guests had been arriving in a constant stream, Mick making trips in the jump ship to pick everyone up, grumbling that he wasn't a taxi service, and Sara had only just finished getting ready - slipping into her white jumpsuit and curling her hair, as Nate sat on the bed and gushed about how beautiful love was, Behrad fast asleep next to him.
Constantine's mansion looked wonderful, Astra having spent a week learning the spells to cover the place in streamers and balloons, only they kept appearing and disappearing randomly, which caused Sara to yelp as a party of balloons suddenly appeared next to her.
She’d lost her shoes. These shoes were nothing special, but Sara was determined to find them, because they were her tallest pair, and she wasn't having Ava craning her neck to kiss her in every one of their wedding photos. People might think she was short or something.
Sara rounded into the ballroom, and saw something she was definitely not meant to see.
“Ava?” She said, and Ava turned, squeaked, and squeezed her eyes shut.
“Sara! What are you doing! Nate said he’d keep you in the bedroom until -”
“I’m just - what are you doing?”
“It's bad luck to see each other.” Ava said, eyes still tight shut, and Sara laughed, a slightly shaky sound.
“Well, baby, I’ve seen you now.” She looked her up and down, slightly in awe. Ava's dress was simple, ivory satin with a bardot neckline, her hair curled over one shoulder, elegant and beautiful. There was a quiver in Sara’s voice when she spoke again. “You're so beautiful. How did I ever get this lucky?”
“Stop it, you shouldn’t even be seeing me.” Ava said, her voice also thick with emotion, and Sara took three steps forward across the ballroom, taking Ava’s hands in her own.
“You can look, baby.” Sara said softly, and Ava’s eyes opened, widening when she took in what Sara was wearing. When their eyes connected again, there were tears on her lashes.
“You look so pretty. Are those trousers?”
Sara laughed and nodded, trying to keep her own tears at bay. “Yeah, um, the last wedding I went to was kind of invaded by Nazi superheroes, so I thought this would work for fighting.”
“You’re so practical. I'm not going to ask about the Nazis.” Ava sniffed, and Sara reached out to hold her hands.
“I can’t wait to marry you.” Sara said softly.
“You'll be there, won’t you? At the end, waiting for me?” Ava asked, almost shyly, and Sara nodded. All the Legends, even Spooner, had offered to walk her down the aisle when it had come out that Ava had no family to do it for her, but Ava had decided to walk alone.
Her only caveat - that Sara go first, so she could see who she was walking towards.
“Yeah, baby. I’ll be there.” Sara said, and turned slightly at Behrad’s shout of “I’ve found them!”
“That's my cue.” Sara said, trying to shake the tears from her eyes, and Ava scrunched her brow.
“Found what?”
“I'll tell you afterwards baby. I'll see you later.”
“I wouldn't miss it.” Ava said softly, and Sara beamed at her, before turning to run back the other way, before anyone saw that they’d seen each other.
///
Sara stood in the eaves, looking out to the flower filled garden, guests seated and talking, enjoying the sun and the chance to see old friends.
If her nerves weren’t bad before -
“You ready, kid?”
The gruff voice of her dad came from just behind her, and Sara nodded, trying to hide her sweating palms.
“Yeah, I’m ready. I just -” She started, then her voice dropped slightly. “I wish Laurel was here. I’d never imagined that I'd be doing this without her.”
“She’d be so proud of you.” Quentin said softly, and Sara nodded, a wet laugh escaping her lips when she realized they were both crying.
Before Sara could reply, the familiar tune played on the violin swept over the garden, and the guests fell in a hush, and Sara accepted the handkerchief her dad offered to wipe her eyes.
Quentin held out his arm, and Sara looped hers through his, stepping out into the light.
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It all seemed like a blur. Ava walked down the aisle, a vision in white, a nervous smile on her face, and Sara considered just booking it down the few feet of grass that separated them to hold her hand, but she stayed firm, and Ava reached her, handing her bouquet off to Mona, and Sara reached out then, threading their fingers together. Nate’s words about love and their relationship almost melted away as she stared into Ava’s eyes, and she would have missed the vows if it weren’t for Ava gently squeezing her hand.
“Sara - I -” Ava started, stopped, took a shaky breath, and Sara beamed at her, willing her on, and Ava swallowed. “I wrote this after you came to Purgatory to get me. I’d never imagined, up until that point, that anyone could ever love me enough to do something like that, bring me back from the precipice, but you did.” Ava paused, and smiled gently at her. “You’ve changed my life irrevocably, and always for the better. You’ve made me a better person, a more thoughtful person, you’ve helped me to find who I am – you've also helped me to lose both my job and my house, but we won’t dwell on that -”
Ava seemed almost surprised when the guests laughed, and Sara squeezed her hand.
“Every time I think I’ve figured you out, you do something that surprises me. I can’t imagine my life – my future - without you in it, and I want it, all of it, every crazy adventure and every not so crazy one, just – all of it, because, I know whatever it is, you’ll be there with me, and we’ll face it together.” Ava said, then took a breath. “I love you, Sara Lance. Always and forever.”
Sara stood, slightly open mouthed, and would have kissed her if that wasn’t the main event in a few minutes. “Your turn.” Ava said, soft and just for her, and Sara nodded, her heart suddenly beating a little faster. She dropped Ava’s hands, and pulled her notes out.
Another benefit of a jumpsuit – pockets.
“Well, I wrote these vows after you said we couldn’t elope and get married by Elvis -” Laughter rippled through the assembled crowd, and Sara felt her shoulders relax. “Ava - I don’t know what good I did in this life to deserve you. I’ve made mistakes, I’ve died, and I’ve lost my way so many times and I never thought I could find my way back, but with you – I know I can always find my way home.”
Ava smiled at her, tears on her cheeks, and Sara moved to hold her hand again.
“I love you. I don’t know what the future holds, but I know it’ll be okay, because you’ll be there with me. I’ll be here, for as long as you’ll have me.”
Ava nodded, beaming through her tears, and Nate pronounced them married, and Sara could finally kiss her, and the light came in, warm and true.
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“If I’d known that Behrad was such a huge Celine Dion fan, I wouldn't have let him be the DJ.” Sara said, pressing herself closer to Ava to be heard over the music that was sounding through the ballroom. Ava laughed, the sound moving through her, and Sara held her wife a little tighter as they slow danced to Because You Loved Me. “You’d think a guy from 2042 would have better music taste.”
“This wouldn't be such a bad first dance.” Ava hummed, swaying gently. They'd tried to forgo as much formality as they could - speeches and a first dance included - but Sara had danced with her dad, and Ava had danced with him to in a move that made Sara cry for the tenth time that day.
“It’s sappy as hell.” Sara said, and Ava laughed again.
“You are sappy, you’ve cried so many times today.”
“Yeah, I’ve gotten soft.” Sara said, eyebrows knitting together, until Ava pressed a kiss there.
“That’s not a bad thing.” Ava hummed, and they stood there, swaying gently. “Your vows were soft.”
“Yeah, and now all my family and friends know I have feelings.” Sara said with a dramatic sigh. “You’ve really ruined my reputation.”
Ava shrugged, before moving backwards to spin Sara before catching her again. “I rather like that you have feelings.” Ava said softly, once Sara was safe in her arms again, and Sara melted into it just as the last beat of the song played across the room.
The moment was ruined when Behrad yelled, and Bootylicious started to play across the radio. Sara burst out laughing to see Zari had taken up position next to the speakers.
“Actually, I change my mind, this is our first dance.” Ava said, and Sara just laughed as the rest of the guests started to pour onto the dancefloor.
#phoebe lifeblogs#legends of tomorrow#avalance#okay for the tags#behrad is a celine dion fan#and z2 loves destiny's child#i dont make the rules
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Hi Sara, I am here with an UNO reverse card of asks. I want to ask you more about the beautiful newlyweds G&E
but
there is a twist. You have to answer these as Gen and then some as Ethan :) NEWLYWED GAME BABY!
For both:
What did they wear on the first date?
Who is their embarrassing crush?
Who's the better kisser?
What is their star sign?
What's their weird quirk?
For Gen:
What was the best present he ever gave you?
How does he like his eggs cooked?
What is his worst habit?
Ethan takes your hand and pulls you to the dance floor. He say that the DJ is playing your song . What song is it?
What was his worst date?
For Ethan:
What is her pet name for you?
What is the first movie you saw together?
What's their most prized possession, or the item she'd save in a fire (apart from you!)?
What would Gen say are her worst personality characteristics?
What’s something that always makes Gen laugh?
Okay these are just starters, an appetizer if you will! I will be back soon with more!
BREEEEEEE THIS IS NOW MY FAVORITE ASK EVER. OH MY GOD
the best uno reverse ever. And you're gonna come back!? I die.
(also I put a photo at the end of what they wore on their first date)
For both:
What did they wear on the first date?
Gen: A red dress. Ethan likes when I wear red.
Ethan: An all black suit.
Who is their embarrassing crush?
Ethan: Bold of you to assume Gen is ever embarrassed about any of her crushes. But, if I had to pick, it'd be Josh O'Conner. If only for the fact that he plays Prince Charles, and G has a very strong opinion on the real Prince.
Gen: Correct. Ethan doesn't have crushes, he hates everyone but, like, ten people.
Who's the better kisser?
Gen: Ethan.
Ethan: I won't disagree with that.
What is their star sign?
Gen: Ethan is Capricorn.
Ethan: She's a Libra.
What's their weird quirk?
Gen: He can't stand when something is using electricity when it doesn't need to. Toaster not in use? Better be unplugged. Are you standing in the hall, no? Then turn the hall light off.
Ethan: She loves the ocean, but won't go in past her waist.
For Gen:
What was the best present he ever gave you?
"During my second year, before we were actually together for real, my mom's aunt, her dad's sister, was having this big party to celebrate her 50th wedding anniversary. All of my mom's family, my pepere's family was going to be there. Family I hadn't seen in years, some that still lived in New Bruinswick, in Canada were going to be there. And I was going to go, it was up in Fort Kent, Maine, which meant I was going to have to fly. But I couldn't afford the flights after we didn't get our pay increases as second years. I was crying about it, like 3 days before I was supposed to leave, and Ethan found me in the lounge and asked what was wrong and so I told him. And then at the end of the day, he told me to come to the office and he gave me my ticket to go see my family. When I tried to refuse, but he insisted and said my time off was already approved and that I should go see my family. He said to think of it as an early birthday present. We weren't together, he was just my boss, but he still got me a ticket, made sure I wouldn't miss seeing my family. I cried the entire flight there because I just couldn't get over how thoughtful it was."
How does he like his eggs cooked?
"Not cooked by me. Usually in an omelet or scrambled."
What is his worst habit?
"Being too overly critical, about everything."
Ethan takes your hand and pulls you to the dance floor. He say that the DJ is playing your song . What song is it?
"'Can't Help Falling in Love' by Elvis Presley."
What was his worst date?
"My favorite story! So he went on a date, after he came back from the Amazon and we were on a reset. Baz set him up on a blind date because he found out I was trying to date other people, since Ethan refused to accept that we were meant to be, and Baz knew it was making Ethan extra grumpy. So he set Ethan up on this blind date, and all Ethan knew was that she was a writer. Turns out she wasn't actually a writer, but a blogger. One of those superficial, super fit, self centered, vegan bloggers who things being vegan is the only way to live and it will cure everything and it makes you elite. Apparently she spent the whole night talking about herself, and how amazing she is and how it's so hard to be vegan, blah blah blah. And because Ethan is a gentleman, he didn't end the date early but sat through the entire dinner. He didn't talk to Baz about anything other than our patients for like a week."
For Ethan:
What is her pet name for you?
"Babe. I used to hate it, it's juvenile, but it's grown on me."
What is the first movie you saw together?
"The Princess Bride. It was while she was staying with me after the assassination attempt. It's her favorite movie, we sat on the couch and I held her the entire film. It was the calmest I'd felt since the funeral. Every time she watches it now, I think of that night and how thankful I am that she lived. That I was able to have forever with her."
What's their most prized possession, or the item she'd save in a fire (apart from you!)?
"The watch her parents gave her when she graduated from Perelman."
What would Gen say are her worst personality characteristics?
"That she cares too much. But I argue it's one of her best."
What’s something that always makes Gen laugh?
"That damn clock app -- TikTok. She'd spend hours on that damn thing, laughing at the most asinine things."
BREEE THIS WAS THE BEST THING EVER
I CAN'T
I CAN'T
Also, the first date outfits...
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According to the 3rd sneak peak on the youtube channel, we get more info on Brass! Apparently he is going blind (?) or something of that sort. And there’s a Catherine name drop!! Though I don’t think she’ll be in the show. Thoughts?
hi, @jjnora!
so according to brass, he is experiencing "fuch's corneal disease," also known as fuch's corneal dystrophy, a progressive condition in which fluid builds up in the cornea of the eye, causing it to swell and thicken, leading to discomfort and cloudy vision.
fuch's dystrophy typically does not result in total blindness, and, contrary to what brass insinuates in the sneak peek, can be treated, with medication in its earlier stages and corneal transplant surgery in its later stages. after transplantation, patients normally experience a full reversal of symptoms.
though it's hard to say just by looking, it appears that brass's condition is fairly advanced. however, whether or not he's on the transplant list or if he's even eligible for a transplant at all, we don't yet know.
since this new reboot adventure kicks off with brass being attacked in his own home—on behalf of an old foe called "lucky”—i'd say it's probably a safe bet that his impaired vision will serve as a wrinkle in the case, as he likely won't be able to provide much in the way of “eyewitness testimony” concerning his attacker.
someone else who watched the later seasons of the show more closely than i did may have a better memory than i do on this one, but i honestly don't recall brass ever interacting with a criminal called lucky at any point during the original run of the show, much less having a serious adversarial dynamic with such a person, which may indicate that lucky is either someone from his new jersey days or else someone whom he has encountered since leaving the lvpd (perhaps when he was still working security for catherine back in 2015).
in any case, this peek confirms that he is indeed the one who calls sara in to help on the case and also suggests that he is probably the one who (somehow) gets her working with the lvpd crime lab again as a consultant.
other things we learn about brass from this clip include:
he does seemingly talk regularly with sara (and perhaps grissom?), though he hasn't mentioned his condition to her/them prior to this point.
he has an african grey parrot named elvis, whom he lovingly describes as a “little bastard.”
he doesn't seem to have adequate help/care and relies on his housekeeper to look after him.
he's still just as wry as ever.
he may or may not also be staying in catherine's hotel, a la the grissoms, following his attack.
he is also seemingly in contact with catherine, as he knows what's going on in her life.
as for catherine, the sneak peek tells us just enough to confirm that she is indeed responsible for putting the grissoms (and possibly also brass) up in her casino hotel; however, she is herself not present in vegas, as she is apparently either visiting or living in ireland to be near her grandchild.
how she and lindsey came to leave the lvpd crime lab, when they did so, and under what circumstances, we don't know. why they ended up in ireland, we also don't know. maybe lindsey partnered with or married someone who is from there or else is there for work.
it seems like a good guess that catherine probably retired in order to spend more time with her family (possibly around the time that lindsey got pregnant or had the baby), but there also could be more to the story that we don't yet know.
whether or not marg will appear in the reboot, we can't say for certain.
on the one hand, marg did recently like one of @fandomismymiddlename's tweets about her potentially appearing in the reboot, which could indicate that she has either already filmed a guest spot or at least has some interest in maybe doing so in the future, should the show get renewed for a second season.
on the other hand, she's had one show cancelled and then been picked up for another show on another network all during the time when csi: vegas has so far been filming, so i doubt she's had a lot of opportunity (or even been contractually at liberty) to get in any guest spots.
while it's technically possible that marg could have filmed an appearance on the reboot sometime back in may or june (during the brief window when she was otherwise unemployed), i have to believe that, had she done so, the cbs hype team would be playing up her return in the same way that they are billy, jorja, and paul's, as, after all, hers is a big enough name and catherine is a beloved enough character that giving fans a heads-up that she'd be back would make for good publicity for the new show.
the only reason i can see them keeping a potential return from her on the dl is if that return happened later in the season and was meant to be a surprise.
otherwise, i kinda think we'd have heard about it by now, you know?
in any case, the reboot writers sending catherine all the way to dublin seems like a good indication that they want her “out of sight and out of mind" for the time being, so we can take that for what we will.
as for other thoughts about the sneak peek:
as jorja has talked about in some of her recent interviews, sara seems to initially be under the impression that her trip to vegas will be a short one—72 hours or less. though she does know that brass has been attacked, she seems not to be aware prior to when she arrives that he is losing his vision. she also appears surprised (and even affronted) when he asks her to consult on the case. that so, one has to wonder: when she first responds to his call, what is it that she thinks she's coming back to las vegas to do? does she seriously believe that all she's there for is to move him out of his house and into catherine's hotel? but if she doesn't know about his sight, then why would she think he needs the help? the fact that she makes the drive from san diego to sin city in such quick time suggests a sense of urgency on her part, so is there perhaps more to her coming than we already know about? what could brass possibly say to her that would make her feel like she needs to get to him fast but also has her convinced that once she reaches him, he'll only need her for a couple of days at most?
brass's "at least i got sara sidle back to vegas" comment plus the fact that she had previously been unaware of his fuch's dystrophy suggests that sara has not been to vegas in a long time—perhaps not since the events of "immortality." if not, then the fact that she has not would imply that she must have finished up all of her business in vegas (leaving her job as lab director, selling her house and car, tying up all the loose ends on her old cases, etc.) remotely.
when brass asks sara what she's been up to recently, she doesn't give an answer. we know she has grissom collecting jellyfish in panama, but we still don't have a full idea of what their life over the last six years has consisted of. for example, why is she coming to vegas from san diego? has that city maybe become a "home base" for her and grissom, or is that just where they happened to be when sara received brass's call? were they maybe there seeing nick? beyond the issue of location, we also don't know how much contact they've kept up with their work family. sara insinuates that she and brass talk regularly and that she has at least recently been in touch with catherine (enough to have been put up at the hotel), but how often have she and grissom seen their old friends in person since 2015? have they done so at all? did they invite any of them to their (second) wedding? with brass, it seems unlikely that sara has physically been in the same place as him for at least a couple of years, given that his condition comes as a surprise to her. but what about with everyone else?
another general question about the csiverse: is this fictional universe one that is going to acknowledge the covid-19 pandemic, or is this story going to be set in an alternate universe where the pandemic never happened? so far, no one on the show seems to be wearing masks, so my guess is that the latter option is the case. we'll see, though.
sara seems very surprised/affronted when brass asks her to look into his case. though we know from interviews that she has kept up her accreditation enough to at least still be certified as a criminalist, to me, her reaction indicates far-removal from her old csi life—i.e., that she has not been involved with anything having to do with the profession recently.
anyway, those are my takes, for what they're worth.
thanks for the question! please feel welcome to send another any time.
#answered#jjnora#asks: csi#**#my meta#meta: vegas#csi vegas#speculation csi#let's talk shop#csiverse
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Osblaine week 2021, Day 2: Lyrics
Over the last several weeks, I have carefully curated a playlist for Osblaine. The final total length of the playlist is 2 hours and 53 minutes.
The playlist can be found HERE
Click "Keep Reading" if you're interested in the introduction, commentary, more graphics and the full tracklist.
For full disclosure, I have to give some of the credit to my amazing fellow Osblaine fangirls @dystopiandramaqueen, @splitscreen and everyone who participated in a certain conversation for the original inspiration and even bringing up some of the songs.
You should look at the playlist in five parts: one section for each season that's aired and one section for the future (because I like to end things on a hopeful note).
The playlist contains a lot of the following:
Music from movie and TV soundtracks
Instrumental music
Remixes
Classics and covers of classics
Country music. I blame Florida. My sincerest apologies.
Some of the songs were chosen because they reminded me of a certain Osblaine scene, and some of them aren't specific to particular scenes but chosen for the general Osblaine vibe. And most of the movie/TV music I chose have been used for couples that remind me of Nick and June.
Part I- Season 1, first 12 songs of the playlist:
Forbidden Love- Abel Korzeniowski, Jasper Randall, The Hollywood Studio Symphony (Romeo & Juliet)
Fireflies- Owl City
Echoes in Rain- Enya
My Ghost- Glass Pear (Bones)
Daring to Hope- Anne Dudley (Poldark)
Everytime We Touch- Cascada
1000 Times- Sara Bareilles
Too Good At Goodbyes- Sam Smith
In Case You Don't Live Forever- Ben Platt
To Find You- Cast of Sing Street, Brenock O’Connor
She- Elvis Costello (Notting Hill)
Miracle- Instrumental- Cö Shu Nie
Hanging By A Moment- Lifehouse
Commentary:
The first instrumental song IMO works as an intro for their entire love story.
The next two songs are more about having the right vibe. It's a little ambiguous and dark because that's how their life is in Gilead.
Leave my door open just a crack
Please take me away from here
'Cause I feel like such an insomniac
Please take me away from here
Why do I tire of counting sheep?
Please take me away from here
When I'm far too tired to fall asleep
***
Wait for the sun
Watching the sky
Black as a crow
Night passes by
Taking the stars
So far away
Everything flows
Here comes another new day
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
***
"My Ghost" is June's POV before they sleep together, wondering if she can trust Nick:
Who can you trust, in this place?
And whom can I put my faith?
If you're real, then show me now,
Who you are
The last two songs are for episode 1x10, for both Nick’s reaction to June’s pregnancy and the beginning of her first escape attempt (arranged by Nick).
She may be the face I can't forget
The trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
She may be the song that summer sings
Maybe the chill that autumn brings
Maybe a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day
Part II- Season 2, next 10 songs:
Love Will Keep Us Alive- Eagles
So Easy- Phillip Phillips
Incomplete- James Bay
Rewrite the Stars- The Piano Guys (The Greatest Showman)
I’ll Be Your Shelter- Taylor Dayne
Love Never Fails- Brandon Heath
P.S. I Love You- 05:11- John Powell (P.S. I Love You)
It's A Girl- Mychel Danna (The Time Traveler's Wife)
I'll Stand By You- Josh Groban, Helene Fischer
The Miracle of Love- Eurythmics
Commentary:
The first four songs cover June’s escape attempt and the time they share at the Boston Globe.
"Incomplete" is Nick's POV from when she's on the run and he knows she'll be gone from his life soon. He lives in the moment.
I don't wanna look down
I don't want us to break up in the clouds
All I want is to stay us, to stay with you now
"I'll Be Your Shelter" is for when June's mental health is at its lowest point and he goes to Serena to beg for her to get June help.
What you need is a friend to count on
What you got baby you got someone
Who will stay when the rain is fallin'
And won't let it fall on you
P.S. I Love You takes me back to episode 2.09, Nick’s selflessness in the episode and of course the scene where after telling June that Luke loves her, he tells her that he loves her too, despite believing she probably doesn’t feel the same way.
It's A Girl makes me think of the beautiful moment they share during June's false labor when he helps her out of the van and they climb the steps together.
I’ll Stand By You is for 2.10, Nick holding June after she was heartbroken over Hannah and over what the Waterfords did to her and clinging onto him.
Part III- Season 3, next 6 songs:
Extremely Loud And Incredibly Close- Alexandre Desplat (Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close)
All I Ask- Adele
Never Enough- Loren Allred (The Greatest Showman)
I Don’t Wanna Live Forever- Taylor Swift, ZAYN (Fifty Shades Darker)
Love is Gone- SLANDER, Dylan Matthew
Constellations- The Oh Hellos
Commentary:
For obvious reasons, it was extremely difficult to pick songs for this season.
The first (instrumental) song is for the beginning of the season with June coming back to the Waterford house and them then saying goodbye to each other on the street.
All I Ask, Never Enough, I Don't Wanna Live Forever and Love Is Gone are for their night together in June’s room at Lawrence’s (the one we didn’t get to see sigh). They know it's possible it's all they'll ever have, and they'll take it, but it'll never be enough.
I will leave my heart at the door
I won't say a word
They've all been said before, you know
So why don't we just play pretend?
Like we're not scared of what's coming next
Or scared of having nothing left
Look, don't get me wrong
I know there is no tomorrow
All I ask is
If this is my last night with you
Hold me like I'm more than just a friend
Give me a memory I can use
Take me by the hand while we do what lovers do
It matters how this ends
'Cause what if I never love again?
***
All the shine of a thousand spotlights
All the stars we steal from the night sky
Will never be enough
Never be enough
Towers of gold are still too little
These hands could hold the world but it'll
Never be enough
Never be enough
***
I'm sorry, don't leave me, I want you here with me
I know that your love is gone
I can't breathe, I'm so weak, I know this isn't easy
Don't tell me that your love is gone
That your love is gone
"Constellations" is for their long separation and the doubts that I'm sure plagued them both during it. Would they ever see each other again?
Part IV- S4, next 12 songs:
All of Me- John Legend
(Everything I do) I Do It For You- Bryan Adams
Iris- Natalie Taylor (City of Angels)
She Was Like A Bright Light- Hans Zimmer, Rupert Greyson-Williams (Winter’s Tale)
Noah's Last Letter- Aaron Zigman (The Notebook)
What’s In The Middle- the bird and the bee (Bones)
ivy- Taylor Swift
Footprints in the Sand- Leona Lewis
Remember Me (Lullaby)- Gael Garcia Bernal, Gabriella Flores (Coco)
On The Nature Of Daylight- Max Richter
My Heart Will Go On- Basil Jose (Titanic)
The Story- Sara Ramirez (Grey's Anatomy)
Commentary:
There were sooo many songs I wanted to include in part IV, but I controlled myself and ended up with this particular dozen.
"She Was Like A Bright Light" and "Noah’s Last Letter" are an instrumental double punch to the gut for Nick’s time in Gilead during episodes 4.07-4.09. The first one is meant for when he finds out June made it to Canada, and the 2nd for is for when he starts to gather info on Hannah to give to June.
"What’s in the Middle" and "ivy" are June’s POV of episodes 4.07-4.09.
"What's In The Middle" has more of an angry and confused vibe, and June was definitely both in episodes 7 and 8.
Losing your head is such a common theme
All your brains are falling out, falling out the open seams
Where is the heart, is the heart of the matter
I will empty out my skull of all this useless chatter
On the other hand, "ivy" has this haunted vibe, but there's also reverence and acceptance, which she begins to achieve in episode 9.
Oh, goddamn
My pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand
Taking mine, but it's been promised to another
Oh, I can't
Stop you putting roots in my dreamland
My house of stone, your ivy grows
And now I'm covered in you
The next three songs are of course all for their reunion in 4.09, and I couldn’t resist including the song that was actually played in the scene.
"The Story" draws the season to a close nicely, with June understanding that her current needs are different from what they used to be and that there’s someone who understands her completely (and it’s not Luke).
You see the smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what I've been through like you do
And I was made for you
Part V- Season 5 and Beyond, the last 6 songs
Secret Love Song- Little Mix, Jason Derulo
Burn With You- Lea Michele
The Bones- Maren Morris
Feels Like Home- Auli'i Carvalho, Keegan DeWitt
Love Will Find A Way- Piano Covers (Lion King II)
Like I'll Never Love You Again- Carrie Underwood
“Secret Love Song” is a more angsty tune about a love that’s still kept a secret like June and Nick’s love (as far as most people are concerned). Now that they’ve already made out in front of the man who raped and abused June and made Nick watch him do that, I want to believe they can let go of the secrecy in S5, at least when it comes to a few people.
I'm living for that day
Someday
Can I hold you in the street?
Why can't I kiss you on the dancefloor?
I wish that we could be like that
Why can't we it be like that?
Cause I'm yours, I'm yours
Why can't you hold me in the street?
Why can't I kiss you on the dancefloor?
I wish that it could be like that
Why can't it be like that?
Cause I'm yours
Why can't I say that I'm in love?
I wanna shout it from the rooftops
I wish that it could be like that
Why can't we be like that?
Cause I'm yours
Why can't we be like that?
Wish we could be like that
***
“Bones” is about a relationship with a strong foundation, which IMO they do have. It will carry them in the future, too. They’re more into each other now than ever before and especially June is coming to terms with how strong that love is. They’ll weather any storm.
When the bones are good, the rest don't matter
Yeah, the paint could peel, the glass could shatter
Let it break 'cause you and I remain the same
When there ain't a crack in the foundation
Baby, I know any storm we're facing
Will blow right over while we stay put
The house don't fall when the bones are good
***
“Feels Like Home” is more hopeful. Their home is with each other and I hope that’s something that will be explored more in the future.
Take me, I'm ready
Go slow but go steady
To a place that we can call our own
I wanna know what feels like home
***
“Like I’ll Never Love You Again” is a good conclusion for the playlist. It’s hopeful and a testament to an epic love.
I wanna love you like the rain on a roof
Stronger than a bottle of a hundred ten proof
I wanna take love to places that love has never been
Yeah, I wanna love you like I'll never love you again
And I'll love you again
Oh, and again
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july wips and received requests
y'all know the drill, not in any particular order and yes i have moved some of the very wisp-y ( works in slow progress ) projects over to this list but honestly at this point half this list is that. i am not including the wet hot summer pieces but we all know those are also on this list. and let's be honest if need be i'm going to just add lil checkmarks to the end of this list to make me feel good about myself as i complete them.
spark ( chapter three )
quiet on the set ( chapter three )
like a predator attacking prey ( asshole austin pt 2 and 3, requested. sequel to the clothes one just gonna be a long beast. it’s also the showing more dominance in sex one and hurting the reader )
come swim with me ( merman austin )
caught in a trap ( at least a damn chapter ) i’ve actually been writing this in the Notebook ™️ so ideally it will happen.
jealous fic with austin where you two had broken up during press tour. not famous reader. ( requested - kinda )
jealous fic with austin being jealous also not famous reader. ( requested - kinda )
austin and plus size reader being in love and him comforting her through insecurities. ( requested )
dove series ( chapter, just a chapter my god. )
follow up to my baby’s sure, his love’s secure. ( requested )
queen of graceland prequel? based on i don’t care if the sun don’t shine
philia - the Incident frat austin?
g bronze ( army era elvis gun kink )
blossom ( hades and persephone austin x reader au )
belle’s graduation while pregnant with the twins with professor presley. graceland bbq. ( requested )
reader sticking up for austin when an interviewer comments about his voice and he shows them how grateful he is afterward. ( requested )
elvis overhears reader with a jackass boyfriend talk about how sex isn't that great. he- decides to show her how good it can be. ( requested )
gravity sequel? ( call it orpheus? WHY AM A SARA BAREILLES GIRLIE ABOUT ABOUT THESE THREE )
rooster x reader, first meeting/origin of how a rooster and a vulture fell in love. ( why didn't i put this over in my other writing blog, because reasons. )
selkie elvis the jesse backstory
wet hot summer fills ✅️✅️✅️✅️✅️
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1. Je l’aime à mourir - Francis Cabrel
2. Je t’aimais, je t’aime et je t’aimerais - Francis Cabrel
3. Lover - Taylor Swift
4. What a Man Gotta Do - Jonas brothers
5. Tourné dans le vide - Indila
6. Can’t help falling in love - Elvis Presley
7. Heaven is a place on earth - Belinda Carlisle
8. Thinking out loud - Ed Sheeran
9. The only exception- Paramore
10. Just the way you are- Bruno Mars
11. Someone to you - Banners
12. Sweater weather- The Neighborhood
13. Let’s fall in love for the night - Finneas
14. About Love - Marina
15. Mine - Taylor Swift
16. Closer - Teagan & Sara
17. Come Prima - Dalida
18. Night Go Slow - Catey Shaw
19. Photograph - Ed Sheeran
20. All I want - Kodaline
21. Be be be your love - Rachel Yamagata
22. Love Story - Taylor Swift
23. Someone you loved - Lewis Capaldi
24. Yours - Lucia
25. Baby it’s you - London Grammar
26. Never let me go - Florence + the machine
27. Awake My Soul - Mumford and Sons
28. Some say - Nea
29. Don’t forget about me - Cloves
30. Something like this - Gordi
31. Marry you - Bruno Mars
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Space Age Love Song: The Playlist
A Mandalorian x O/C Fanfic
**Just in case anyone is as big a music fan as I am and was digging some of my song choices for the Fic, I thought I’d share them 😁**
Songs by Chapters
Vertigo- U2 (Ch. 3, Din and Sara meet face to face, so to speak, and cook breakfast together.)
Welcome to Your Life-Grouplove (Ch. 5, Sara drives Din to the hardware store.)
Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas- Frank Sinatra (Ch. 9, Sara and Din watch the Christmas parade.)
Dance with Me-Beabadoobee (Ch. 11, Din and Sara dance.)
All About You- The Knocks and FTP (Ch. 13, Din and Sara’s relationship progresses; Sara teaches Din to drive.)
Familiar Ground- The Cinematic Orchestra (Ch. 13, Din and Sara make love.)
That Home- The Cinematic Orchestra (Ch. 14, as Din watches Sara’s house burn.)
Humans.- Judah and the Lion (Ch. 15, when Din and Sara reunite at the barn.)
Sky Full of Stars- Coldplay (Ch. 16, Din and Sara take off to new worlds.)
Stars Still Shine- Harry Connick, Jr. (Ch. 19, Sara and Din voice their fears and comfort each other.)
You Make Loving Fun- Fleetwood Mac (Ch. 21, Sara rocks Grogu to sleep.)
7 Years- Lukas Graham (Ch. 21, Din tells Sara he loves her.)
Back to Life- Mystery Skulls (Ch. 22, Din resurrected Sara’s phone and they are off to see Leia.)
Landslide- Fleetwood Mac (Ch. 24, Din and Grogu fret for Sara while she’s in the med center.)
Mr. Blue Sky- Electric Light Orchestra (Ch. 25, Sara awakens within a dream.)
Watch Me- Labi Siffre (Ch. 26, Din, Sara, and Grogu settle into their forever home and embrace the bright future ahead.)
Chapter Titles
1. Crash Into Me- The Dave Matthews Band
2. Life On Mars?- David Bowie
3. Strangers in Paradise- Tony Bennett
4. Answered- Thrice
5. Walk This Way- Aerosmith
6. Are You Lonesome Tonight- Elvis Presley
7. Sit Around And Miss You- The Black Keys
8. Semi-Charmed Life- Third Eye Blind
9. I’ll Be Home For Christmas- Elvis Presley
10. Baby, It’s Cold Outside- Seth MacFarlane
11. Countdowns- Sleeping At Last
12. Leaving On A Jet Plane- Peter, Paul and Mary
13. This Is How You Fall In Love- Jeremy Zucker
14. Fire for You- Cannons
15. Trouble’s Coming- Royal Blood
16. We’ve Only Just Begun- The Carpenters
17. Fly Me to the Moon- Frank Sinatra
18. Girls Just Wanna Have Fun- Cyndi Lauper
19. Breathe- Anna Nalick
20. Father and Son- Cat Stevens
21. We Are Family- Sister Sledge
22. On the Road Again- Willie Nelson
23. Come and Get It- Selena Gomez
24. Sara Smile- Hall and Oates
25. The End of All Things- Panic! At the Disco
26. To Build a Home- The Cinematic Orchestra
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Survey #376
“when the wind bends the branch to softly touch me / when the band plays your song / i feel strong enough to keep dreaming”
If your s/o smoked pot/did drugs would you care? Yes, but for pot that's only because it's illegal here. I also find smoking to be a turn-off, but I'd be able to look past that if it was for actual health reasons.
Do people ever call you by your last name? No.
Has the last person you dated/fell in love with ever seen you cry? Yes.
Where are you going on your next vacation (or where do you WANT to go)? I've got none planned, nor do I know where I'd want to prioritize. Like there's South Africa, but I first need to get healthier before I could handle the heat and trudging through sand. I want to go to Yellowstone National Park to spread Teddy's ashes there (seeking permission of course), but again, I need to be in better shape before I go on a venture of photographing there, as well. I need to be healthier to do a lot of the things I want to...
Do you own anything bought in another country? No.
Who do you text the most? Sara.
Four things you wish you had? Better health (including mental), financial stability, a job, and motivation to indulge more in my artistic hobbies.
What was the last thing you cried about? Stress regarding this dog we're stuck with.
What is your favorite Elvis song? Probably "You're The Devil In Disguise."
Do you think you could be the next American Idol? Ha, absolutely not.
Do you prefer reading fiction or non-fiction? Fiction, by a long shot.
Does anybody send you money in the mail for your birthday? No. My grampa used to, but he's been dead a couple years.
Who is one person you met and automatically didn’t like? I was not a fan of a doctor I once saw for my tremors. She was very rude and just threw the idea of me having Parkinson's or something at what, 17 years old or whatever? My psychiatrist knows her as well and knows she's a whackjob. Heard her name and was essentially like "ew" lmao.
What monster would you be most afraid to have in your closet? A male one with a knife, I guess. I really hate knives. And men scare me anyway.
Which Adam Sandler movie do you like the most? I don't know, he's in too many to possibly think of one right off the top of my head.
Who was one of your first celebrity crushes? Jesse McCartney was my first true love, haha.
Have you ever been hit on through text messages? Yes.
Do you have to do any yard work? No.
Have you ever mowed the lawn? No.
Do you get an allowance? No.
Did you ever know your great grandparents? I think I knew one? There was this woman from my childhood I knew as "GG" for "great grandma," but I have no recollection of who she was related to or even if she was directly related to me. I remember that I really really liked her, though.
Do you like the taste of Tums? It's the texture I really don't like. The candy-like Tums though, y'know, not the chalky ones, I like more than someone should like medicine, haha.
How about Pepto Bismol? Omfg no.
Do you have a fast or slow metabolism? I have a slow metabolism, but thank Christ it's not as bad as when I was on Abilify. That stupid fucking medicine was the reason I gained so much weight that I haven't been able to lose.
What’s your favorite onomatopoeia? (Crash, bang, zoom, meow) I dunno.
Do you eat ramen? There's only one specific kind of ramen I've had that I like: Yakisoba's spicy chicken one.
Sweet or regular pickles? Regular. I don't like sweet pickles.
What kind of dreams do you have most often? Since my nightmares started, violent ones. I'm usually trying to defend myself or lashing out at someone myself.
What do you do for personal growth? I try to be a deep thinker, for one. This can way too easily lead to overthinking, but I appreciate that I think it at least helps me learn from my mistakes and work towards making me a better person. I need to start challenging my anxiety more, as that would definitely be massive growth...
If you could read anyone’s mind, who would be the first person you’d read? Jason's, only because all I want to know is if he thinks I was emotionally abusive after the breakup or not. But I also don't want to know.
Do you have a makeup item or style trick that you feel improves your look significantly and that you feel like you couldn’t go without now that you have it? No.
What’s your favourite cereal? Probably Cinnamon Toast Crunch, but I like a lot of cereals.
Do you prefer red wine or white wine? I don't like wine. Way too bitter.
Do you read Reddit? If so, how often and what subreddits do you like? I don't, but I've thought about lurking on a reptile husbandry one or something like that. Might learn some stuff. But at the same time, there are so many conflicting and very strong opinions amongst hobbyists to the point of awful toxicity that I'd rather not read.
Have you recently broken up with a significant other or even just a friend? No.
Have you ever eaten at a restaurant and left without paying? God no.
When was the last time you played a board game? What did you play? Probably Scrabble back when Sara visited.
Do you primarily use cash or card for your purchases? Why? Cash, because I don't have a debit or credit card.
Do you believe sex should be mandatory in an ongoing dating relationship? Um, no? Some people don't care for it, and that's completely fine.
Have you ever recorded yourself doing a cover of a song? No.
Any secrets you’d never tell anyone? No matter how close they are to you? Yes.
Do you like deviled eggs? NO. FUCK that yolk shit.
What career are you most interested in? I still think my first career goal, a paleontologist, would be most interesting and exciting. Like just IMAGINE discovering a new dinosaur. And it's such a job of passion - you have to be so, SO careful and invest so much time in slowly recovering it from millions of years of rock and sand and time. I can only imagine the feeling of accomplishment when an excavation is complete.
Have you ever seen a rooster? Yeah?
What do you think about religion? Honestly, I personally wish it had never been a thing. It's brought with it so much hatred and bigotry, but I do acknowledge at the same time it's brought great comfort and hope to some people, and that's wonderful. But just all things considered, I feel it's done more harm than good.
What’s your favorite sweetheart name (baby, honey, angel, dumpling) Probably "lovely."
Has a little kid ever fallen asleep on your lap before? Yes, back when I babysat my neighbor's kid once.
Have you ever thrown a grenade? Yikes, no.
Have you ever talked face to face with someone famous before? No.
Have you ever owned a rocking horse? I don't think so?
If you could meet anyone in the world who would it be? HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
Have you ever wished you were dead? Yes.
Is it awkward when people start talking all deep around you? No, I actually like deep convos.
Have you ever played the old school Pac Man arcade game? Possibly?
Ever played Mario Karts on Nintendo 64? No.
Have you ever been scuba diving? No.
Can you surf/boogie board? No.
Do you like Chinese food, Mexican food, or American food better? American.
What’s your favorite thing to order from Taco Bell? Cheese quesadilla and fiesta potatos. Sometimes I get the cinnabon delight thingies, but I avoid 'em with how unhealthy they are.
Do you like hot, cold, or lukewarm showers? Pretty hot.
Do you like to swing? I LOVED swinging as a kid. I haven't done it in a very long time now.
How about jumping on a trampoline? I loved that as a kiddo, too. I haven't done that in years.
What are you favorite color eyes? Sapphire blue or like an emerald green.
Do you have long arm hair? Nah, at least I don't think so.
What third generation console is your favorite? PS3, Xbox 360, or Wii? I loved my PS3. I'm still so bummed mine broke.
How often do you like to have sex? I'm not sexually active, but even when I was, I didn't care.
Do you have a facial expression you seem to pull a lot? What is it? Not really. I think I look stoic most of the time.
Do you always listen to music when you’re online? No; I usually have a let's play or something like that on that I can split my screen and watch while doing something else.
If so, what are you currently listening to? I'm listening to "Love Goes On And On" by Lindsey Stirling and Amy Lee right now.
Do you ever forget how to do really simple things? Like what? Yes, like how to control the laundry machine and other things like that. There's just so many options that I never, ever remember what to set it to, no matter how many times Mom shows me. That's how my memory is with most things these days, really...
Were you born with naturally straight teeth? No; I needed braces.
If you were the opposite gender, what name would you like to be called? Uhhh maybe Severin.
Do you prefer original or sour Skittles? I love both, but sour wins.
What about chocolate or peanut M&M’s? I also enjoy both, but the original are better.
Your favourite band: Do you prefer their old or new stuff? That's like... impossible to answer, lol. I just love everything.
Do you check to make sure your ear phones are going in the right ear? No.
Do you secretly still listen to Ace of Base? I have no idea who that is.
Have you ever broken someone else’s bone? No, thank goodness. I'd feel awful.
Is it stupid to think you can write a book at thirteen? No?????????? There are incredibly talented writers out there at young ages. Hell, I remember as a kid, I wanted to be the youngest published author way before that age.
Are you ever embarrassed about what you dream about? There've been some I wouldn't share.
Have you ever had sex with someone as a favor? No, and I never would.
Does your mom let you date? I'm 25, my dude. She let me when I felt ready, though.
If you had the last person you kissed’s Facebook password, would you go snooping through their stuff? Why or why not? She doesn't have one, but hypothetically, fuck no. Because that's none of my damn business, and it still wouldn't be even if we were still dating.
Have you ever fainted? If so, when was the last time? If not have you ever come close? I've fainted once when I was a teen and have come close many other times.
Ever take a keyboarding class? Do you type using the skills you learned in class, or how you used to before you took the class? Yeah; it was mandatory for I think one year in middle school. I type how I was taught in there.
Do you find your best friend’s significant other/crush attractive? She doesn't have an s/o, and idk who her "real" crush is, as much as she'd love Frieza to be real, haha.
What do you do with your clothes that don’t fit anymore or just don’t want? Donate them.
Do you cut out coupons? My mom will keep some fast food ones she gets in the mail sometimes.
Did you ever breathe in helium and talk funny afterwards? I think I did once at a birthday party, but I'm unsure.
Would you ever open your own business? If so, what kind of business could you imagine yourself having? I want to be a freelance photographer so, so badly. I want to specialize in nature and wildlife, but having a boudoir studio would be great to help keep me afloat, plus I adore the art of boudoir. I've shot it once for an old friend, and by god, I loved how empowered it made her feel, especially as a plus-sized woman. She adored the pictures, and I'd just love to help other clients feel like they're gorgeous in their unique body, too.
Last type of candy you ate? I had a donut from Starbuck's yesterday.
Did you decorate your house for Halloween? If so, how many decorations? Did you go all out, or just put up a few things? Mom and I don't really decorate anymore. :/
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Day 1: A-Age.- Sara and Barnaby
[This is the first installment for the 30 Day OTP Alphabet challenge by @uhmmsweetie. I was inspired to do this by @cursebreakerelmswood ‘s stories about Malcolm and Merula. Each day will say which of the six couples that I’m using for the challenge the story features. This is just headcanons about the time line of Sara and Barnaby’s relationship.]
[Do the otp+ plan on spending their lives together? How do they imagine their relationship years from now?]
Sara and Barnaby date from sixth year on after nearly two years of mutual pining and bets amongst their friends on how long it would take for them to officially get together. Once graduation happens, Sara has a few hesitations about being together so young and makes Barnaby promise that he won’t propose until they’re both at least twenty. (Although, there is a little on-again, off-again during fifth year, but Sara’s terrified of ruining their friendship and Barnaby’s confused about if Sara really likes him or not.)
On November 18, 1995 (the anniversary of their first official date in sixth year) at a fancy muggle restaurant, Barnaby proposed. He doesn’t have a ring with a diamond or sapphire or emerald or any type of jewel. Instead, he proposes with one of the rings that he always used to wear at Hogwarts.
“Sara Ailis O’Donnell, you have been an amazing light in my life. Will you make me the happiest man on Earth and marry me?”
“YES! Yes, Barnaby, I will marry you!”
Their engagement lasts about eighteen months as the Second Wizarding War starts to take center stage and the two become established in the Order of the Phoenix. Their wedding date is June 30, 1997.
It’s a tiny ordeal and they get married in Ireland. The only guests are Sara’s siblings, Ryan, Cara, and Conor. Cara is Sara’s maid of honor, while Barnaby has Conor as his best man and Ryan walks Sara down the aisle. It’s also very informal. Barnaby wears khakis and a dark green collared shirt, while Sara wears a simple white sundress with a navy blue cardigan sweater.
They use traditional Irish and Celtic vows as the wedding is not religious as a way to honor Sara’s heritage and respect the fact that Barnaby has not been raised with religion.
Sara’s vows: “Ye are Blood of my Blood, and Bone of my Bone. I give ye my Body, that we Two might be One. I give ye my Spirit, `til our Life shall be Done. You cannot possess me for I belong to myself. But while we both wish it, I give you that which is mine to give You cannot command me, for I am a free person. But I shall serve you in those ways you require and the honeycomb will taste sweeter coming from my hand.”
Barnaby’s vows: “May the gentle breeze bear witness to this ritual, and carry its message to all lands. May the sun warm their hearts, and its ever burning fire fuel their desire for each other. May the water provide for them from its bounty, and comfort their souls with their sounds. May the land lend its strength and reveal its mysteries.”
Their reception is a lunch at a fancy restaurant and Sara and Barnaby share a cupcake. Once they’re alone in a small thatched-roof cottage, they share their first dance as husband and wife. Their wedding song is Can’t Help Falling in Love by Elvis Presley as it ends up being the first song on the first radio station when they turn it on.
Their relationship is very domestic and soft. Even during the war, they make sure to kiss each other at least once and both try to make sure that the other knows when they’re going to be late. In late 1998, Sara discovers that she’s pregnant with their first child, a daughter named Valentine Cara “Val” O’Donnell-Lee.
Sara and Barnaby have three other children in addition to Val: James Ryan “Jem,” Ailis Rose, and Declan Conor. In addition to their four kids, they always have at least one pet. Just before Val started Hogwarts, they had seven pets: an owl, a cat, four puffskeins (one for each child) and a dog. Barnaby also tends to bring home injured baby creatures from the magical creature reserve he works at.
#hphm#hogwarts mystery#Sara O'Donnell#Barnaby Lee#sara x barnaby#Saraby: forever mine#Barnaby Lee x mc#30 day otp challenge#the betting is started by Ryan Cara Conor Wendy and Malcolm#barnaby x mc#sara o'donnell x barnaby lee#my writing
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